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Stopped by the local abs to have some fun. We are in a sorta rural area, lots of hung rednecks and lots of out of town gas drilling workers. Most of them are just stopping in and getting off and want to get out fast. The nice thing is that the abs used to have these 12x12 buddy windows that you can open or close. In between them was a piece of plexiglass. A few of them had gotten cracks in the plexiglass and the abs removed them. Talk about an awesome glory hole! Went in and sat down, was stroking and next booth becomes occupied by a dude, tall, blue jeans and flannel shirt, I recognize the cock as soon as he starts stroking. (he has always commented about loving to fuck my hairy ass with his big cock) About 8 1/2 and nice girth. I kneel down and start slurping, get him all hard, stand up and start backing up on that cock. Get him all the way in and just stay there and let him do all the work. He likes to ram, slow, deep, shallow, pulling out, slapping it on my ass crack then sinking it back in. I love the way this guy fucks me and when he shoots, look out. It is so intense. I can fell him spurting in my hole and then he just stand there, filling my hole. He shoots incredibly big, big loads. He pulls out, I sit back down and he dashes out to the rest room to head out. I went out to the front and got some more tokens since I had some extra time to kill, went back into a booth and pulled my jeans down, but pulled my shirt over my cock so if someone came in and was just gawking, they couldn't see my cock or ass. (there are alot of creepy older guys that come in here as well) Well, luck pans out, I hear the door chime and a few minutes later, another tall dude, jeans, flannel jacket and workboots came in next to my booth and closes his door. He drops his tokens and he picks his movie selection and then starts unzipping. Noticed the wide band wedding ring on his finger. He works his cock a bit behind his shorts then drops them. OH Lord! A nice large, about 9 cut cock. Knelt down, he could see that I did that and instantly turned and put his cock through the hole. After getting him hard, and stroking him, turned around and touched his cock on my ass. Seemed like maybe he didn't want to fuck, but then pushed it through further and in it goes. He's having a hard time staying hard, so I get down and suck him some more, get him rock hard again. Turned around and put that great cock in my hole. No sooner did I work my hole over that entire cock, I felt him shooting up inside me. As soon as he finished, up go the jeans and hear the work boots walking out towards the front to leave. I started chuckling to myself. Decided to leave, but I did leave happy with 2 big hot loads in my hole. On the way home, I turned on the phone and there was a message from a dude on Grinder. Staying at a hotel wanting to know if I wanted a 5 day load. Of course I agreed, the hotel was on the way home! Not bad for a Wednesday.

Justin went home and drank one of the drinks and went to bbrt and opened it to kill some time. There was a note there in the first email, good work slt. You have been putting our supplies to good use and I have left you two rocks a bit larger then you have taken for your sweet boy pussy. I also left you more to drink, signed the letter D. Justin took a shower and cleaned out and up and then slide the two rocks in with some lube. He Rushed off to address the old man gave him in the text, it was ten blocks so Justin took and uber to make sure he got there on time. The house was really nice in an expensive area of town, it was a two story with a big front porch and an American Flag flying in the wind. Justin went up to the door and there was an envelope with a Large W on it. He opened it and read it. Whore, glad you made it and you are obviously on time or the note would have already been removed. You are to walk to the back of the porch and enter that door, there is a long string hanging on the door knob. Once inside you will find a blindfold. Please the blindfold on after you take your shoes off, Leave your shirt and shorts on. There is a bell on the stand, once you have the blindfold on ring it. Justin grabbed the bell and rang it and stood there blindfolded. The tall older man came up behind him and tightened the blindfold and grabbed both hands and used a zip tie to fasten them behind Justin's back. Even though he was entirely nervous about what was going to happen his mouth was salivating at the thought of tasting this guys ass again. The guy grabbed his neck and told him to walk and he steered Justin to the living room. Justin sensed he was not alone and the guy led him over to kneed and Justin did. The guy said "boys, you will find that sometime between women, while your girlfriend is on the rag or just not putting out you will need to services of a fag." I stumbled across this fag and he is not our service whore to use.." Michael you are first, pull your shorts down and stand in front of the fag, Michael wasted no time in standing there with no shorts and his dick hard already. The guy said open your mouth faggot, Justin did and the young guy slide his dick into Justin and it was big fuck, as long as his dads and (just thought the guy must have been their dad) but thicker. Justin sucked on that thick dick while the tall guy held his head and pushed it onto the big dick. The kid he was sucking began to moan and leak precum. Then the guy said that's a good start Michael, let your brother Breck have a turn. The other kid stood up and he too was rock hard but he did not wait, once Justin opened his mouth the shoved his dick and started to fuck Justin's throat as Justin gagged and slobbered all over the kids dick. Good Breck, show your brother what a fag is for. Breck fucked Justin's mouth violently and soon Justin vomited. Breck pulled off his dick out and Justin tried to catch his breath. He had not eaten anything so it was just bile and saliva. The other guy grabbed a towel and cleaned up Justin's face and then told the boys to get on the sofa on all fours and let the fag eat their holes. He pushed Justin forward and soon his mouth was at Michael's hole and he started to eat and lick. His hole was so smooth, hairless and tasted so good. The guy said, you like tasting my my grandsons hole? He just turned 18 and needs to learn that fags can be a service to straight guys. Eat his man hole fag whore. Justin ate and tongued the boys hole and Michael moaned and pressed back. Then the old guy grabbed Justin's head and took it and shoved it in Brecks ass and Breck pulled his ass apart so Justin could get in his 19 year old hole. He two was smooth and tasted even better. He pressed his ass back and said Eat my hole you nasty fag. Breck started to moan and call Justin a fucking whore, This went on for three to four minutes an then the kid said I am about to cum you cum whore, The other guy said Open your Fucking mouth slut and Breck began to fuck Justin's through and it only took four good thrust and he shot deep in Justin's throat. Justin was disappointed that he could not taste that huge load as it ran down his throat. He did get a taste of that young cum as his dick took one more pulse as the head rest on his tongue and Justin got to taste that thick rich cum. The kid saw the satisfaction on Justin's face and he said open your mouth fag and as Justin did he spit a huge wad of spit in his mouth. Swallow that you whore. Michael jumped up and fed Justin his cock and Justin sucked and licked and swallowed it and before loan the kid said I am gonna cum and Justin pulled back enough so his tongue could lick under the head and before long Michael shot a huge load in Justin's mouth and when Michael pulled out he savored hit before swallowing every last drop. Boys I know you are both gonna be ready to go again but let your grandfather have the whore and I will call text you when you can use him again. The boys both left the room and the older guy whispered in Justin's ear. You fucking whore, you are about to have three long term breeders use you as their cum dump several times a week. These boy need to learn what fags were brought into this world for. With that he unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants, his dick was hard this time. He seemed to get off on watching Justin service his grandsons. Open that slutty mouth of yours and suck on my man dick, you just let two boys fuck your mouth and you swallowed their cum now you need some man cum. The older guy guided his cock into Justin's mouth and Justin nursed and sucked his cock and the guy slowly guided more and more until he was fucking Justin;s throat again moaning. Fuck boy you really want my cum too don't you. I am going to unfasten your hands and you are not to touch yourself, only my dick, balls and legs. Understand boy? Justin said Yes Sir. The tall guy sat down on the sofa and had Justin come over and lick and suck on his balls while he jacked his dick. That's it fucking fag, after several minutes the older guy lifted his leg and told Justin to lick his hole. He worked his way down to the mans hole and he licked and tongued him and the older guy kept pulling his legs higher for Justin to get his tongue in deeper. He moaned and said fuck, if my ex wife had a mouth like yours I would have never divorced her. He spent the next twenty minutes servicing this mans hole and then he put his legs down and said get back on my dick boy. He text his grandsons to come in and when they did Justin was sucking on the big cock up and down and the guy pulled him off and told Justin to stand. He did and then he was ordered to drop his shorts which he did and he was in a Jock. He grabbed his neck and steered him into the room and when they arrive his hands were bound again. The older man got on the bed and told Justin to get on the bed and the two boys helped Justin get up and they had him straddle his grandfather and as Gramps lubed up his dick they lubed Justin's hole. The older guy told Justin it was time and he put his dick at the boys hole and then pressed him back some and Justin began to slide down on that long dick. He moaned and the guys said just like a cunt. Breck you are first, just like that porn its time to practice and with that the older guy pushed Justin all the way down on his dick and pulled him tight against his chest and Breck got up and lined his cock up at Justin's hole and pressed in roughly and Justin yelped and made a lot of nose. Breck was not gentle and he used the most uncomfortable angle to open Justin's hole. Granps told Michael to grab a towel and shove it in the boys mouth, he quickly did and the boys cries were muffled and Breck and Grandpa both fucked Justin till Breck lost his load deep in Justin and pulled out and Michael tried and Breck had to help guide his dick in and Michael only lasted a few minutes and shot his not a minute later Breck got back in and fucked and Grandpa shot his nut and Breck lost another in Justin. He told the boy today's lesson is over, we will have this fag back in a couple days. Don't tell your parents! With that they both got dressed and left. Justin laid there and the old guy came back in and said You are one hot fucking whore. Cum in your ass and stomach you love our dna don't you. Justin said Yes Sir. The old guy said, I am gonna take you back out to where you walked in. Once I get there the light will be shut off and I will unbind your hands. Do not move till I have left the room and when you leave go out just like you came in and speak to no one. Understand? Justin said Yes Sir.

Gettin tired of bottoms saying "unless you have 10 inches or more, don't waste my time". Ok, bottom boys, you have been watching way too much porn. I don't have a 10 cock and neither do a lot of my top buddies, but we are good fucks. I have a thick cock and I fuck real good. You may prefer to stay home and fuck yourself with a giant dildo but a dildo can't shoot a load up your ass.

Part 18 - January 2019 The Last Weekend Darren had made a few trips down to London during the week days since his return, every visit he took another bag of clothing and some belongings with him. On his last trip Sam had given Darren a key to the flat and the access code to the front entrance of the building. He was looking forward to starting work and his last check up at the clinic had revealed a further drop in his viral load. Dr Edwards advised him to avert any unsafe sex practice as he was still toxic at 100k viral load, but he was pleased since it had dropped from 300k on his last visit. Darren left the clinic that Friday afternoon and headed across the Flowers estate, it was already dark and cold with snow flurries blown around in the gentle wind. He crossed the estate and heard cries coming from one of the stairwells he approached. He knew that some poor kid was getting picked on probably by Leo and his mate Billy, looking around all the curtains of the flats were closed nearby, the resident ignoring the please knowing it was no good. Darren headed in to the stairwell where Leo was demanding his money for the last weed the guy had. As expected Billy was doing the heavy work and the young guy was pleading saying he didn't use weed of even buy any. It was a tactic Leo used when he took a dislike to someone. Judging by what was happening Leo was completely stoned and drunk on top it slurring his words. "Leo leave the poor kid alone" Darren said approaching him and picking him up off the floor. Leo laughed at Darren "Mind your own business knobhead" he said snarling at Darren and clearly stoned. Darren turned to the kid "Get going" he said pushing him past Billy who grabbed hold of Darren pinning his arms. Leo walked up to Darren "You like it up the ass" he slurred laughing "want me to fuck you?" he joked. Darren laughed "No, I will fuck you though" he replied watching Billy shift uncomfortably then leave. Leo had no clue what he was doing but laughed and bent over "Come on then". Darren chuckled "Kneel on the stairs and pull your jeans down" he said and watched as Leo did exactly that. Darren stood there shaking his head unable to believe that Leo was so out of it he just did it. Darren reached in his pocket and got his phone, he wanted to get Leo begging for it and get the whole thing on film. He walked over to Darren to spat on his then pulled his semi hard cock out ready, turning the video on his phone 'Want me to fuck you Leo?' he asked loudly and to his surprise the response came quickly 'Yeah fuck me you ass fucker'. Leo cried feeling the cock thrusting up his ass tearing away, Darren used his free hand to hold Leo down going balls deep. He could feel the spasms in Leo's ass from the unwanted intrusion that drove Darren to fuck him hard, Leo slurred 'your wearing protection right?', the words drove Darren to hit home harder 'of course I have protection' he lied. Most of the pain dulled from mixture of drugs and booze, he laid there grunting like a pig every time Darren rammed in harder against the skinny bony ass. Darren continued to hold Leo down with one hand 'Who likes getting fucked up the ass?' he teased then slapped Leo on the head 'say it' he said enjoying himself 'tell me what you want Leo?' he rasped through his panting 'fuck me' was all Leo could say. The pain and relentlessness of Darren tearing his hole up was bringing him slowly down from his stoned head and realised what was happening. Darren sensed the change in Leo's body and knew he was coming off his high 'Oh you are getting it' he said slamming in hard, Darren moaned and begun shooting his toxic seed deep 'fuck no' Leo cried trying to break free from force Darren was using to hold him down. Leo whimpered and groaned whilst Darren filmed him pulling his blood streaked cock out of Leo's ass, Darren continued holding Leo down capturing his ass and the splodge of pink cum dripping out of it. Darren stopped filming and wiped his cock on Leo's underwear. Leo rolled on his side with wide open eyes realising what he had just done. He caught a glimpse of Darren locking his phone and putting it in his pocket and walked off leaving him there. The adrenaline running through his body, he knew he had done nothing wrong as it was almost consented even though Leo was in a state. When Darren got back to the flat he watched the video editing it so his voice was muffled so you couldn't tell it was him and cutting the part about protection. He had got clear enough footage that showed Leo's face and the cock going up his ass and fucking him. He chuckled at the last few seconds knowing what Sam had meant after they had sex about shooting a huge load. Darren was woken by the banging on the door in the morning, his parents had already gone out and he slipped in to his joggers and opened the door to see Leo standing there. "What fuck did you do to me last night?" Leo asked red in the face. Darren stood there and smirked "You asked me to fuck you so I did" he replied. Leo pushed Darren "Fuck off you queer bastard" he screamed. Darren laughed "Someone needed to put you in your place" he said watching Leo trying to figure things out. "You better be careful going around here from now" Leo said angrily "we will come after you". Darren looked at Leo "I don't think you will, do you want to see the video of you begging me to fuck you?" he asked. The colour drained from Leo's face "You fucking filmed it" he asked Darren. "You fucking weirdo" Leo called Darren standing up to him. Darren pushed him away "I filmed the whole thing, you can see my cum coming out of your ass after". Leo was fraught and ran off cursing and swearing at Darren. He looked at his watch, he had to be on the 1pm train to London the last time he would make this journey. His parents knew he was moving out today but as expected they were out. Darren packed his last few things and looked out of the window over the estate. Weirdly it was quiet apart from some children playing there was no sign of Leo or Billy this morning with their little gang of potheads. Picking up his bag he left the flat and walked across the estate towards the train station. Regretting that he hadn't really patched things up with Byron he wondered if things would have been different. He felt a massive side of guilt having picked on Byron all those years and not knowing he was adopted. Darren placed the bag in the luggage rack and sat down, he took out his phone and sent a text to Jason who was his sidekick at school for many years, his parents had stopped him from hanging around after they moved off the estate. Jason now had a respectable job and their paths had waned a little but they still kept in touch, he was the one of the people trying to help with cleaning up the estate and now Darren could do him a favour. Thinking he slowly typed "Jason, a lot of things happened for reasons I won't bore you with. Know one thing, you have and were always the only person who understood me and tried helping and I never thanked you properly for that. You hated living on the estate and the fear of crossing certain people. If I can do one thing to repay you and help out it is the attached video, hopefully you will distribute it freely and it will change the way things are on the estate. I'm sorry if it shocks you and before you even question it, yes it was me doing it but I trust you won't tell anyone. I am sat on the train now going to London, I have a job and moving there today. I hope things won't change and we can meet up if you ever come down here, but that will have to be your decision and acceptance of me. I have never told anyone what I am telling you and I guess it was to keep my dignity in tact. I am gay and moving in with my boyfriend, I have never been happier and can start living my life. Please use the video to do good on the estate. Daz". Seeing the words on the screen scared him, confessing to his one real friend about him was a big step. He attached the video and sent it, watching as it seemed to take ages to process the message until he saw 'Delivered' appear below the message. Straight away it changed to 'Read' and he almost freaked out, 5 minutes had passed then hearing the whoosh sound he looked at his phone and saw Jason had replied. Scared to read it he opened it up "Daz, WTF! why did you never talk to me? Don't worry about the video I have distributed it and I am sure it will change things drastically. Of course I will come and see you in London, you are still Daz and I will beat the crap out of you like always for keeping this from me!. Keep in touch and good luck, Jay xx". Shit Darren thought seeing that Jason signed off with two kisses, it made him smile and he settled back for the rest of the journey. By the time the train arrived in London the video of Leo had gone viral amongst everyone on the estate and around Malvern. To anyone that didn't live on the estate you would never have known, but those living in the midst of everything started to see a change that afternoon. Leo would leave the estate that night under the cover of darkness, he had no idea he was leaving with more than he arrived having never suspected that Darren had hiv and was still toxic. In some ways it was Darren's parting gift to the estate. Darren hauled his bag out of the tube station and smiled seeing Sam standing there waiting for him. The short walk to the flat seemed odd and after Darren put his bag in the bedroom he pulled Sam down for a chat and explained everything that had gone on with Leo who terrorised the estate he lived. Scared to his bones that Sam would be rocked by his behaviour but it seemed to have the opposite effect. "God I love it when you are so edgy like that" Sam said when he finished explaining. Darren struggled trying to understand Sam for a moment "Your not bothered by it?" he asked. "Hell no" Sam replied "that's what makes me love you, just don't get in to any trouble over it". Darren eyed him for a moment "What you like the rough side of me?" he asked moving towards Sam. "Fuck yes" Sam said starring intently at Darren "I want you right now" he said grabbing Darren's cock. Darren pulled back "Beg me for it" he said smirking playing along. Sam jumped off the sofa "No" he replied "let's see how long you can hold out before you need to fuck me". Darren stood up moving towards Sam "Maybe I will just take you" he said making a grab for Sam who ducked and ran. "Catch me first" he said running in to the bedroom with Darren fast behind him. Darren got hold of Sam and lifted him in the air dropping him on the bed to Sam's delight, his body wriggling in desperation for Darren. Darren stripped off his clothes and pinned Sam down on the bed 'your way to eager' Darren said looking down at Sam who was grinning up at him. Darren pushed Sam's arms up above his head 'fuck you drive me mad' he said lunging forward and kissing Sam hard, releasing his hold on Sam's arm he quickly had his shorts down exposing Sam's firm ass. In a flash they were embraced and fucking like rabbits with Sam begging Darren to go harder all the time until Darren blasted his load in to him and holding his cock deep inside. Darren rolled on to his back "I can't do this everyday, you will wear me out" he said laughing. Sam kissed along Darren's chest "You have completely stolen my heart" he said kissing Darren on the lips. Not good at handling emotional situations Darren's eyes watered "I love you Sam" he said then broke down. Sam moved on top of Darren hugging him hard, they laid on the bed for nearly and hour unable to let go of each other. From the other room he heard his phone ping bringing them both back to here and now, Sam got up off the bed and put his shorts and socks on and padded in to the lounge. He picked up his phone and saw a message from Byron telling him that they were meeting at Mango dance studios on Monday to begin rehearsals for Top Hat. Darren was starting work on Monday during the day to start with until he was trained and could work on the evening productions without guidance. Sunday was a big decision for Sam as his parents wanted him to come home for the day but he didn't want to leave Darren on his own, he had told them that he was in the beginning of a relationship with a guy. His father hoped it wasn't a dancer which made him laugh. Surprisingly they had asked him to bring Darren along but Sam was yet to ask him and decided to handle it over dinner. "Do you only have healthy food in here" Darren said looking up from the refrigerator when Sam walked in. Sam laughed "Sorry yes" he replied "can order something in if you like?" he suggested. Darren pulled some vegetables and chicken out "No, I need to eat better" he replied. Sam walked over "Your cooking?" he asked looking surprised. "Yes" Darren replied waving carrots in front of Sam "I am not completely useless" he said. Sam sat down and watched Darren preparing and cooking dinner "Are you happy to be here at last?" he asked. Darren nodded "Yes, I couldn't go on living on the Flowers" he replied. Sam looked up "Flowers?" he asked hoping that Darren was at last going to open up about his childhood. "Name of the estate I lived on with my parents" Darren replied "Flowers estate" he finished. "Malvern?" Sam asked him out of the blue and Darren stopped and looked at him. "Yes" he replied "Do you know it?" Darren asked checking the chicken. Sam nodded "Well I know of it, my friend lives in Malvern" he said suddenly fearing what he thought. Darren looked over at him "What's the matter?" he asked seeing Sam's look. "Do you know Byron Hillier?" Sam asked almost sweating from anxiety sitting there. Darren stopped and lowered his head "More than I care to" he replied unable to look at Sam. Darren had suddenly clicked why Sam looked familiar, he was in the picture with Byron that he had in his bedside table at home. Flashbacks running through his head of that late afternoon when it had happened. Sam felt sick and now knew who had given Darren hiv. He felt everything crumbling down around his feet uncontrollably and he couldn't stop it. "It was Byron wasn't it?" Sam finally plucked up the courage to ask. Darren nodded "Yes" he quietly said still unable to look at Sam. "Darren you know Byron is a big part of my life" Sam said almost lost for words and scared. "You danced with him didn't you, I mean on stage?" Darren asked. Sam nodded "Yes, we basically grew up together when we started stage school". "I don't hate him for what happened" Darren said "Don't get me wrong I did at first but I am over it now". Sam walked around to Darren "You spoke with him early January, I was in Malvern with Stefan at the time". Darren looked up "Oh that was you he was with?" he asked. Sam nodded "We joked about the name Darren but didn't think it was the same person" he explained. "We... well we tried to patch things up and talked for a while" Darren said. "I know" Sam replied "where does that leave us?" he asked holding Darren's hand. Darren looked up at Sam "I don't want us to change" he finally said seeing relief on Sam's face. "You do realise being with me means seeing Byron and Stefan" Sam said. Darren nodded and held Sam in his arms "I may freak out a bit, but now you must promise not to run away". Sam chuckled "I do solemnly promise Darren" he said "you are the only one I have ever fallen in love with". "Oh shit" Darren suddenly said "You probably don't know that Stefan broke my arm in school" he said. Sam looked opened mouthed "Is there anything else I need to know?" he asked sounding shocked. Darren shook his head "You know this will be awkward" he said "it won't be an easy ride". "Does this mean we will have to go Malvern?" Darren suddenly asked. Sam laughed "No, they are moving to Oxford in February" he said "but what about your parents?" he asked. Darren shrugged his shoulders "They don't care, they weren't even at home when I left at lunchtime" he said. "Wow" Sam said putting his arms around Darren "You really did have it hard growing up". Darren smiled "I probably made it harder for Byron though" he admitted mostly for himself. "Yeah but your mine now" Sam replied "Darren I want you to come with me tomorrow to my parents for lunch". "Okay" Darren replied going back to the cooking. Sam looked at him "As my boyfriend, I want you to meet my parents" he said in case Darren didn't realise. Darren looked up "Are you sure?" he asked "your not embarrassed about having me meet them?". "No" Sam replied laying the table for dinner "anyway I told them about you and they want to meet you". Darren laughed "Seal of approval" he said jokingly. "Sort of" Sam replied "There is one other thing, remember Kurt the dancer?" he asked looking at Darren. Darren nodded "Yes, big muscular one" he said grinning. Sam nodded "Well he not only infected me he got Byron as well" he said watching Darren. "Oh" Darren said and looked up "so I have a bit of Kurt in me?" he asked looked stunned at first then laughed. Darren had gone through a lot over the last few months and to his relief Sam's parents seemed to get on with him and appeared pleased that he wasn't a dancer or camp. Darren had never been in a house like Sam's parents, it was an old Georgian style large family home set in the Surrey countryside with acres of land that Sam and he walked around after lunch on Sunday. Feeling completely at ease and relaxed away from Malvern he looked at Sam who was completely smitten being with him, Darren could only see a better life now and embraced it fully looking forward to the future.

My favorite is the taste of his seed and my pussy on his dick when I am cleaning him up.

Part 6 - Cruising for unprotected sex It was the mid 90s and I had not long turned 30. After many years of carefully practising safe sex, I was starting to fuck and be fucked without condoms more and more and I was really getting off on the risk. It felt like there was no safety net and I loved it. I had not heard the term barebacking at this time - it was referred to as "sex without a condom" or "unprotected sex" if anyone referred to it at all, which most people didn't. There seemed to be an assumption that everyone was playing safe and certainly all of my friends thought I was. They had no idea that even the phrase "unprotected sex" made my dick go hard. When I then started initiating sex without a condom I was surprised at how many guys were up for it - and especially surprised at how many guys who were in relationships seemed happy to cheat on their partners without protection. One hot summer night I was cruising on Hampstead Heath with my friend Alan from Scotland. I had been friends with Alan for ten years and when he came to stay with me in London we would sometimes go cruising. Alan had been with his partner for many years but he liked to stray now and then when he was away from home and the year before I had discovered that Alan sometimes fucked without a condom. We had a threesome with a blond lad we met in a pub in West London and both Alan and I had fucked the lad without a condom. The next morning Alan had admitted he got bored of always using condoms and we had ended up in bed together where I fucked him and came deep in his unprotected arse. Alan had told me he was horny when he arrived earlier that afternoon and and after a meal in a restaurant in West London, we decided to head up to Hampstead Heath. I had been really turned on watching Alan fuck the blond lad without a condom and even more turned on by that fact that Alan had offered me his arse and let me cum in him. I was very horny and looking forward to going cruising and I wondered if Alan would fuck without a condom again. We cruised around for a while and then I recognised a guy I had met before standing a little way back from the path. Matthew was in his late 20s, short, with dark, spiky hair and really fit body and arse. I had met Matthew and his partner a month or so earlier one Sunday lunch time in the same bar Alan and I met the blond lad. We had started chatting and it was clear they were up for a threesome. I liked both of them, but was especially attracted to Matthew - he had a great body and a really fit, slim arse. They told me that, although they had the occasional threesome and enjoyed sex with other guys, they only ever fucked with each other. Matthew's partner explained that they felt it was too much of a risk to fuck with other guys even with a condom, but indicated that they were happy for me to watch them fuck. I was a bit disappointed that I wasn't going to get to fuck Matthew, but the thought of watching him take his boyfriend's cock up his fit arse turned me on and soon we were on our way back to their flat. Soon we all had our pants down and Matthew went down and started sucking me as I kissed his boyfriend. Matthew sucked us both for a while and soon we were all naked on the bed and Matthew was sucking his boyfriend's cock with his arse in the air and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. I rimmed Matthew for a while and then we changed places and I felt Matthew's tongue up my arse as I sucked his boyfriend. We sucked and rimmed each other for a while and then Matthew knelt up on the bed and I watched as his boyfriend pushed his bare cock slowly but surely right up Matthew's arse. Matthew sucked my cock for a while as his boyfriend fucked him and then I pulled out his mouth and went round to watch them fuck. I could tell his boyfriend was close and soon I was watching as he thrust his cock hard up Matthew's arse and unloaded in him. I watched as he pulled his cock out and some cum slid out of Matthew's hole. I was very horny now and ready to cum and Matthew turned round and took my cock into his mouth. His boyfriend got up and said he was going for a shower. "I'll leave you to finish him off," he said to Matthew as he nodded to me with a smile and left the room. Matthew sucked me for a while and then, as we heard the sound of the shower, Matthew pulled his mouth off my cock and turned round, pushing his arse towards me. I was really surprised, but I didn't hesistate. I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock and pushed right up him, my cock sliding easily up his cummy hole. "We have to be quick," he said as I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him. I knew that wouldn't be a problem as I was already really close to cumming and I fucked him slowly at first and then began to fuck him harder. After about ten or twelve more thrusts I began to cum in his arse and just as I finished and pulled out, we heard the shower going off. We were sitting on the bed when Matthew's partner joined us with no idea that I had just fucked Matthew and dumped a load up his cheating arse. Matthew recognised me and grinned as he came towards us I introduced him to Alan and we chatted for a while. I asked where his boyfriend was and he said he was away visiting family. Alan and Matthew were obviously attracted to each other and soon we had moved off the path and into some bushes. Alan got his cock out first and Matthew went down on him and soon he was taking turns sucking us, alternating from one to the other. After a while, Matthew stood up, pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over to suck Alan's cock. His arse was now in the air and I went round and began to finger Matthew's arse. He was already lubed and he didn't even look round as I pushed my cock up him an began to fuck. Alan looked at me "Are you wearing a condom?" he asked. I shook my head and Alan grinned. I fucked Matthew for a while and then Alan took over and we took turns on him for a while - it was all very horny. I shot my load up Matthew's arse first and then Alan added his. When we had all pulled our pants up, Matthew said he was going to look for some more cock. Alan and I cruised round for a bit longer and soon Alan was cruising a fit black guy and I watched as they headed into the bushes. Alan motioned me to follow and I stood nearby and watched as the black guy unzipped his jeans and pulled them down along with his pants and Alan got down on his knees. The black guy seemed quite happy for me to watch as Alan began to suck his big cock. Alan sucked him for a while and then stood up and I watched as Alan fingered some lube into his arse and bent over. The black guy produced a condom, took it out and rolled it on to his cock. I heard Alan groan as the black guy pushed up his arse and I had a great view as they began to fuck. I was just thinking that the only thing that would make this hornier was if they were fucking without a condom when Alan pulled off the guy's cock and stood up. He said something to the black guy and the black guy nodded. I watched as the black guy pulled the condom off his cock and Alan bent over again. The black guy stood behind him and pushed his cock back up his arse - now without a condom. He began to fuck Alan harder and I could hear Alan grunting as the black guy pounded his now unprotected arse. I could tell the black guy was getting close and I heard him panting "Can I cum in your arse, mate?" and seconds later his head went back and he pushed his cock hard up Alan's arse and held it there. When he had finished cumming. the black guy pulled out, stuffed his cock back into his pants and disappeared. Alan looked over his shoulder and grinned at me. Seconds later I was standing behind him and my cock was up his arse. I began to fuck him and before too long I was adding my load to the black guy's. On our way back up to the path we saw Matthew again, leaning up against a tree being fucked by a stocky blond guy. It was a really horny experience and I was especially turned on by the fact that both Matthew and Alan were not only cheating on their partners but were letting total strangers fuck them without protection and load them up. I had another very horny experience later that summer when I was staying with a couple of friends in Hamburg. I had known Udo and Steffen for a few years and had stayed with them a few times. Of all my friends, they were the most committed to safe sex and they were both heavily involved in gay men's health campaigns and the promotion of the safe sex message. They had quite an open relationship, and although I had never fucked with either of them, we had gone cruising together in a club in Hamburg a few times and I had seen them both enjoy sex with other guys, always, of course, using condoms. Udo was in his mid 40s and Steffen was, like me, in his early 30s. On the Friday night Udo was working night shift and was getting ready to go out. Earlier on Steffen had asked me if I fancied going cruising at the Stadtpark with him later that night and Udo had said he wished he could come with us and told us to have fun but play safe! We both said we would and Udo went off to work. Later on Steffen and I got ready to go cruising and as I showered, I began to play with my cock. I wondered if I would get some time to myself - I really wanted to fuck some arse and possibly get fucked myself- preferably without a condom - and I knew that for this to happen I would probably need to lose Steffen at some point. When we were both ready Steffen asked me if I was up for a change in plan. He told me he knew of a much more interesting cruising ground outside Hamburg and asked me if I fancied giving it a try instead of the Stadtpark. I nodded and he grinned. "Great," he said and then, slightly to my surprise, he added "We dont need to tell Udo." Soon we were on the Autobahn heading out of Hamburg. Steffen drove for a while on the Autobahn and then exited onto another road and a little later I saw a sign for a picnic area up ahead and soon we were pulling into a layby set well back from the road. There were a lot of cars in the car park and quite a few guys heading into the bushes and soon I was following Steffen into the woods. It was a beautiful warm summer's night and I could smell aftershave and cigarette smoke somehow this made me even more horny. A couple of guys greeted Steffen and I guessed that this was probably a regular haunt of this when Udo was working night shift. We cruised around for a while and then headed over to a car which had a crowd of guys round it. Quite a few of the guys had their pants down and were playing with themselves and each other as they watched whatever was going on. We moved closer and I saw that a young blond guy was kneeling on the driver's seat being fucked from behind by an stocky older guy. Near by a couple of guys were being sucked and I knew this was going to be a good night. Steffen and I watched as the guy fucking the blond lad shot his load and pulled out, pulling a condom off his cock and throwing it on the ground. The guy standing next to him stepped up and pushed his cock up the blond lad - without a condom. I looked at Steffen, who shook his head, looking disapproving. I was really turned on, especially as after a short time the guy came up the blond lad's arse and pulled out and another guy pushed up him without a condom and began to fuck. Nearby a young Turkish lad was being fucked against a tree, and I was fairly sure that the guy fucking him wasn't using a condom either..... Steffen said he was going to take a walk into the woods and asked if I would be alright here for a while. He told me not to wander too far away from this area as I might get lost and said would come back for me in a while. I was well happy - my cock had been hard in my pants for some time and I couldn't wait to get in on the condom-free action which seemed to be going on all around me. I watched the action for a while - the blond guy was now being fucked by another guy and there was a queue of guys waiting to fuck him. I guessed that not many of them were planning to use a condom. I wandered around for a while and then I got cruised by the young Turkish guy I had seen being fucked earlier on. Another, older guy was cruising him too and soon the three of us were in the bushes. The Turkish lad sucked us both for a while and then stood up. He stood up, and turning around, he pulled his pants down and bent over. The older guy motioned to me to go first and I pushed my cock up the Turkish lad's arse. I knew I wouldn't last very long but I really needed to cum so I fucked the Turkish lad as the older guy fingered my arse and before too long I was shooting a nice big load of cum right into his arse. I pulled out and the other guy took over. I was feeling great, I was still very horny and I knew I would have no problem being able to cum again and I decided to cruise around and see if I could get a few loads up me before Steffen came back. I joined a group of guys wanking and sucking nearby and soon my pants were down and I was in the middle of the action. A young nerdy guy with glasses was the first to bend over and take a cock up his arse and a few minutes later I was bent over being fucked beside him. The guy fucking me was not wearing a condom and when he shot his load up me another guy took over and then another. I ended up being fucked by five or six guys in quick succession - only one of them used a condom and at least three of them shot their cum into me. I decided it was time to move on. The nerdy guy was still bent over being fucked and a fit, mid 30s blond guy was now bent over next to him. I needed to cum now and when the guy fucking him pulled out, I went up the nerdy guy and shot my load up him almost immeditely. I was drained now and ready to call it a night. I looked around but there was no sign of Steffen so I decided to go and look for him. I walked deeper into the woods, fairly confident I could find my way back if I needed to. A few guys were headed in the same direction and I assumed that this path led to another cruising area. After a very short time I came to an area with picnic tables and, if anything, this area seemed to be even busier. A number of guys were bent over being fucked over the picnic tables and it didn't take me long to realise that one of them was Steffen. He was being fucked hard by an older guy and several others were standing around him wanking and I knew instinctively that Steffen was being fucked without a condom. I moved closer and watched as the guy fucking him pulled his bare cock out Steffen's arse and another guy took his place. As the second guy pulled out, a tall thin guy with glasses took over and fucked Steffen and before long he was obviously cumming deep in his arse. When he pulled out a load of cum spurted out of Steffen's arse. I was genuinely shocked - but very turned on. I watched at three more guys fucked and loaded Steffen and then Steffen stood up and I thought I had better make my way back to the car park area - I didn't want Steffen to know I had been watching him. Steffen joined me a short time later and we made our way to his car. He asked if I had enjoyed myself and I told him I had a great time. He grinned and soon we were driving back to the flat where we had some supper and went to bed. The next morning I got up and Steffen was making breakfast in a T shirt and boxer shorts. I had always thought Steffen had an attractive arse, and I couldn't help wondering just how many loads he had taken up him the previous night. Just then Udo came in and as we sat down to breakfast he asked us if we had enjoyed ourselves at the Stadtpark. We both said yes and both assured him we had played safe. Later that year I was back in Hamburg with my friend Michael and a group of his friends spending a long weekend at the Christmas markets. I enjoyed the company very much although I only knew a few of them - some of the others I had met and one of two I didn't know at all. I was the only one who knew Hamburg well and soon I had become the unofficial tour guide. On the Saturday afternoon, most of them were going shopping in the town centre but one of the guys, Paul, said he wanted to visit the St Pauli football shop and asked me if I wanted to go with him. I had got talking to Paul the night before and we had discovered that we had quite a lot of interests in common including German football. I liked him a lot and, as his partner was not into football and was intending to go shopping with the others, I was happy to take him up on his offfer and we set off for the football ground, stopping for lunch together on the way. We got on well and I liked his sense of humour, which was very similar to mine. Paul was the same age as me, dark haired and quite slim with glasses and, as well as enjoying his company, I found him quite attractive. We visitied the football ground and both bought some merchandise and as we came out the stadium, Paul asked me if the Reeperbahn was nearby. The Reeperbahn was a fairly notorious area of sex shops, cinemas and other dubious establishments and, although I had not been there for a while, I had enjoyed a few visits there in the past. I told Paul it was just down the road and he said he would be interested to see it. We had plenty of time before we were due to meet the others and so we headed down there. The Reeperbahn was not quite as seedy as I remembered it, but it was still packed with sex shops, cinemas and live shows and I could see that Paul was enjoying the experience. He asked if I knew of anywhere interesting to go and told me he had always wanted to visit a sex cinema. I admitted I knew a good sex shop and cinema but said I had not been there fora while and couldn't say what it was like now. Paul was keen to visit it and soon we were in the sex shop browsing around and after a while Paul suggested we visit the cinema. "You only live once!" he said. We paid our money and soon we were being buzzed through into the cinema. I could tell Paul was a bit nervous and he took hold of my arm as we stumbled into the darkness of the cinema. After a while our eyes got used to the darkness and we went for a walk around. There were two cinemas - a large screen and a smaller one and then a load of video cabins and some cubicles with glory holes. Paul's eyes lit up. "Glory holes!" he said and added "I've always wanted to try them." We cruised around for a bit longer. The place was not very busy but a few more guys had come in now and, though most were much older than we were, a few younger guys had now come in. After a while, Paul suggested going back to the cabins with the glory holes. There was nobody about and Paul looked at me. "Do you want to try it?" he asked. I wasn't sure quite what he meant but he opened one of the cabin doors and indictated me to go into the next one. Paul had been flirting with me quite a bit during the afternoon and I wondered just what he had in mind as I went in and shut the door and then looked through the hole. Paul looked through at me and grinned and then I heard him stand up and I heard the sound of a belt buckle. I looked through again and saw Paul's trousers and pants coming down and a moment later his hard cock pushed through the hole. I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck him and I heard him groan on the other side of the partition. He had a really nice big cock and I enjoyed every minute of sucking him. After a while he pulled back and indicated to me to push mine through the hole. I pushed my cock through the hole and into his mouth and soon I was enjoying an amazing blow job. Paul sucked me for a while and then pulled off. I looked through the hole and saw that Paul was now sucking a cock which had been pushed through the other hole. He saw me looking and motioned to me to come and join him and soon I was in the cubicle with him. Paul sucked the cock for a while and then I took a turn then the cock was pulled back and Paul stood up and pushed his cock through the hole again. When he pulled back, I looked through the hole and saw it was one of the younger guys on the other side - a good looking, slightly chubby blond guy. I pushed my cock through and let him suck me for a while and then Paul took another turn. He pulled me towards him and soon I was standing behind him as he got sucked through the hole. He turned round and kissed me and soon my hand was on his arse, and my finger was pushing between his cheeks and soon I was fingering his hole. Paul pulled back from the hole and bent over to look through it, giving me an excellent view of his hairy arse. He then turned round and pushed his arse against the hole. He sighed and I assumed he was being rimmed. Then he grunted and moved forward and I saw the cock pusing up his arse through the hole. I was really turned on now, especially as I could see that that Paul was being fucked without a condom. Paul moved forward and leant against the other wall, giving me a great view of the big bare cock thrusting up his arse. Paul pulled me towards him and kissed me hard. I reached for his cock and began to wank him as the guy began to fuck him harder and then Paul bent lower as the guy began to thrust even harder up his arse, and from the noises he was making I coudl tell he was cumming deep in Paul's arse. Paul straigthened up and pulled away from the hole and I saw the guy's cock being pulled back through the hole. Paul kissed me again and then turned round and bent over the little shelf at the back of the cubicle. I didn't hesitate - I pushed my cock into his cum filled arse and began to fuck him. I didn't last very long and as I shot my cum into his arse, Paul shot his out in front of him. Paul looked at me as we pulled up our pants a little later "I won't tell anyone if you don't!" he said with a grin. A short time later we joined the others for a drink and I watched Paul chatting to his partner - another guy with no idea that his boyfriend's cheating arse was loaded with cum. Part 7 to follow

I don't cruise online often anymore but last night I was horny as fuck. Regular Friday fuckbud was away and none of the other ones were available or in the mood. Plenty of flakes and rejections but I finally hit the jackpot with a couple from the UK staying at a hotel. An early 40s vers guy and a mid 50s top. "Warned" me they only fucked raw (no problem!) but were "safe" (whatever that meant). Went over and stumbled out of the hotel almost two hours later with 5 loads and jelly cramped legs. A bit of chitchat first but came down to business quickly. Vers guy pretty hairy bearish guy with sizeable cock and stamina. The top a slim smooth guy (not really my type). Not as well endowed as his mate but thick cock and big hairy balls. Vers went straight for my hole when I was on my knees ass up sucking the Top. Had to give up blowing the Top as Vers pounded the hell out of me for a long time and finally shot his load. Top was next. Equally aggressive fucker but took less time cumming. Then Vers guy again while his friend sat back and watched and occasionally fucked my throat a bit to stay hard. Vers fucked again for a long time (made me shoot my load in the process). Top pounded a 2nd load in me and then the Vers guy again for a final fuck. Aggressive in bed but really nice guys. Said they were here for the (long) weekend and might be up for a repeat.

I met my ex 3 years ago online. He was completely different than anyone I had dated before. He was a tall muscular top that was very dominant both in and out of bed. I fell hard for him and found him very hard to resist. Shortly after we started dating, he took me to Steamworks in Chicago. He told me it was his fantasy to watch his bf get fucked by other guys. I was very nervous considering I had never done anything like this before. After we got settled in the room, he threw me face down on the bed and started rimming/fingering my ass. For some reason, it burnt while he was doing it. He wasn't using much lube so I just assumed it was that. After he was done, he told me to stay face down while he went and walked around. When he knocked on the door, I made sure I was in position. I started feeling really horny due to the booty bump he gave me without me knowing. After about 20 min. he knocked and I got ready. He sat down in front of me and told me to suck his cock. After telling me to keep my eyes focused on him, I felt a hand on my ass. The guy he let in started fingering me and I felt the same burn again while he was doing it. After allowing me to take a hit of poppers, the guy behind me lined his cock up to my ass and started pushing inside me. My eyes widened and my bf said everything was ok that he asked the guy if he was neg already. The guy was pretty big and once he slide all the way in, he started pounding my ass. I was really starting to loosen up at this point. I couldn't believe how much I liked what was going on. At some point, the guy must have reached around and opened the door. I was so focused on my bf that when they guy slipped out, I didn't realize that he let someone else slide in. When my bf was done watching, he fucked me several times that night. I left that night thinking the cum in my ass was his, but the two guys that fucked me, stealthed my ass while my bf enjoyed every minute. About a year into our relationship, my bf started introducing chems into our sex life. Love makes you do crazy things and I gave in to him immediately. He told me that the only way to play was bb to enhance the experience. He then told me he had been doing it for months without me knowing. We started hooking up with guys regularly on the weekend. He always watched them fuck me and I never said no to anyone he invited over. I was so fucked up by the end of the weekend that I had to start smoking on the weekdays to just stay awake. As a result, I was always horny and I started looking for other ways to get cock. During my lunch breaks, I would walk over to the cruisy bathroom down the street and suck cock or get fucked. Taking loads from anyone who was there. Afterwards, I would text my bf and tell him what I was doing. He really started to get into this and even started posting CL ads to find guys to fuck me. He would text me their addresses and tell them they would be waiting. Most of the time it was anonymous and I let these guys fuck me without ever seeing them. I couldn't stop what I was doing. The tina was starting to take hold. About 6 months ago, I was slammed for the first time. We had gone to Mans Country in Chicago and he set up a gang fuck before we got there. He told me that this would be the last time he would want me to party. I had no idea what was about to happen. After the rush, I couldn't see straight and I was beyond fucked up. For the first time ever, he reached into our bag and pulled out a hood. With my hands and legs restrained in the sling, I couldn't resist him putting it on and all I could do was mumble. Once he was done setting things up, he opened the door. I couldn't say anything. I just had to watch as guy after guy came in and fucked my ass. I had never had more than 1 or 2 guys playing around with me at one time. I was scared and horny all at the same time. Each time someone slid inside me, you could hear the wetness of the cum as my insides were lubed up. After the 3rd guy, everyone just used the cum that was leaking out of my ass as lube. I heard some of the guys talking with him about some toys they had back in their room. He told them to go get them and that he would get me ready for their return. He closed the door and never took off the hood. I couldn't say anything and I was completely under his control. He tightened the restraints and it was at that point when he said that this had been his plan all along. He had always wanted to take someone and turn them into a bb cumdump that was addicted to meth. I started to cry and he just looked at me and smiled. I craved tina and cum every day now and this was what he always wanted. He let the guys back in and they said they brought a surprise. They pulled out 4 points and said that had one for each of us. It was at that point my bf said the most surprising thing, he didn't party. I had never noticed all this time that he was getting me high and not doing it himself. He then told them that I would be more than happy to take a double slam. As they slid the needles in my arm, my bf slipped his dick in me for the last time. He came in no time and he watched me take off when the last drop was inside me. The rush was so intense and wearing a hood only intensified it. I couldn't do anything but sit there and squirm while the two guys slammed and then started playing with my ass. My bf had cum in me for the last time. He started packing up his things and told the two guys that this had always been my fantasy. He whispered in my ear goodbye and told me that he would be moving out. He left the guys enough money to renew the room when my time was up and he pulled out one last surprise before he left. Another full syringe that he told the guys was there for them to use. I watched as I was fisted and double fucked with dildos. All I did was moan in pleasure. I felt so good that I forgot what had just happened with my bf and I let the tina take over. While they were playing with my ass, I started to leak piss. They collected it in a water bottle and then proceed to give me a piss enema not only with my piss but theirs. My high only intensified as my vision was blurry and the ringing in my ears getting louder. They went and took a break for a few. When they came back they asked if I wanted to stay there or go back to their playroom at their house. For the first time in hours, the hood was unzipped and I could speak. All I could say was I didn't care. They could use me however they wanted or leave me there alone. They asked if I would try to leave if they loosened the restraints. I was so broken at this point that I said no. All I wanted was to get fucked and asked if they would help me. We got dressed and headed to their place. Fast forward to now. I quit my retail job and moved out of my apartment once I started slamming. The two guys I met at Mans Country agreed to let me stay with them as long as I paid rent and I was available to them 24/7. I earn extra money by escorting since I can't seem to hold a job. All I care about is my high and getting fucked. I never thought that I would become this person, but once I gave in, I found that nothing else really matters.

just took a load blindfolded from a regular anonymous breeder. he's probably fucked me more than 30 times and I have no idea what he looks like. nice thick meaty cock and seems to shoot big loads in me.usually by himself, sometimes with another guy.he only hits me up when he wants to shoot his load in my ass.texted me "hey cumdump, get over here and take my load before you hit the bathhouse and get that sloppy fuckhole filled with dirty loads.i got a five day load for that pussy" then went over, got on his couch in fuck me position, took his load and was out of there in ten minutes.

A slap an the butt after a fuck is a thank you, and sometimes when I'm sucking dick I'll get a pat on the head after giving head.

Not only is the taste of jizz addictive, it is totally intoxicating. I love rolling loads around in my mouth for a while before swallowing. I love the taste totally

Are we living in a post-condom age now? I live in the UK and I hook up with guys for fun very often. Almost every single week. At the very, very least I'll have fun with one guy in a week and it's usually more. And 9 out of 10 will do BB, without even having a discussion about it first. In fact I would say it has been 10 out of 10 doing BB until very recently when a guy I hooked up with insisted on me wearing a condom ... and that was the first time I had ever had anyone even mention "safer sex" to me in many months if not a couple of years. I would definitely say most gay/bi guys in the UK now are doing BB as routine sex, very few are using condoms anymore. If I meet up with a guy from Grindr, in a bar, in a sex club or in a sauna (bathhouse), I know that I am almost guaranteed to be fucking him BB before we actually start fucking. Most times there is not even any discussion about it.... I don't even need to ask, I just turn them around and stick my cock inside their ass BB and this is how it is with me almost EVERY SINGLE TIME. How is it elsewhere? I know this is an American site and that most members of this website are from the States, so I want to know how is it for you guys over there? Are most gay/bi guys now back to fucking raw as was the case before HIV started making itself known in the early 1980s? Or do lots of guys over there still use condoms? I had a holiday relatively recently in Berlin, Germany and I went to a sauna and fucked quite a few guys also NONE of whom asked me to wear a condom. Are gay men the world over in a post-condom age?

Justin had just broken up with another girlfriend. This is the third one in a year and a half. Struggling and fighting his urge to be with a guy, he had played with a few guys on vacation and in between girlfriends. Sucked a dick here and there and jacked off with buds while they watched porn and even fucked two guys. He had secretly hoped a couple of the jerk off buds had been interested in fucking him and often jacked off to it. Most of the time Justin searched for guys online to talk to and jack off about and with. One guy he was talking to Mark in California asked him if he had ever been on BBRT, just asked what that was and Mark told him he needed to check it out. He sent him a user name and password, Mark used this account when he was whoring out a bottom and told Justin to use it for now it's paid for and check out all the hot guys there! Let me know what you think? Just spend the next three days searching profiles and he found lots of hot guys and really huge dicks on the site, he started reading the profiles and not just looking at the pictures and he found that a lot of the guys were POZ. Just started to quickly close the profile once he realized a guy was POZ. For the next three day he enjoyed BBRT and jacked off several times a day. Mark hit him up while on BBRT from his profile. The exchange is below: Mark : Hey little slut, how is it going? See anyone you want to fuck or get fucked by? Justin: Yes, Justin had written down the names of several guys who he wanted to fuck him, he gave him three names! Mark: Nice, I see you want to get fucked. You only sent me tops. Good pics bud! Too bad they are are so far away. Justin: Yea, I have never been fucked but really want to try it. Mark: Too bad I am not there, I would def help you out. Justin: I have you on my list, your pics are amazing and that huge uncut dick makes me want to suck you till till you cum. Mark: You would be on your knees in second of me walking into you place and I would be using your throat deep before I fuck and load you. Justin : OMG that would be so hot, If you are ever here I want to do just that. Mark: Be careful what you wish for! Justin: I am so horny know, I really need to jack off but I have to go to work. TTYL Mark: Yes you will! Mark starting searching form some guys to start breaking in little Justin. The first guy Mark lined up was a young white guy with a thin 8 inch dick. Mark sent him a message and a few others guys. It was not long till his first choice hit him back saying, we are both tops not sure this will work.

My boy and I were on vacation and went to a leather bar for a few beers. We saw a few sexy guys, and a couple of old trolls around, some in gear, some not. The bartender had an acne-scarred pockmarked face and a slightly gaunt appearance. There was one guy with white chest hair and a pot belly, which looked even more round with his harness. I asked my boy if he liked doing what I asked him to do, and he said yes. He can be pretty submissive. I asked him if he’d fuck any guy in the bar that I told him to pursue. He said yes. We joked about it over the next round of beers, talking about how he loved to be dominated, loudly enough that both the potbellied man and the bartender could hear. They exchanged looks. By that time, my we both had to take a piss. I let him go first so I could stay and watch our coats and ordered another round of beers. The potbellied man swaggered over to me, dressed in chaps, a leather jockstrap, and his harness. He told me he liked to play with couples. I asked him to follow me to the men's room when my boy came back. I was hatching a plan. My boy came a few seconds later. We downed our beers quickly as the man watched. I got up to do to the bathroom and the guy followed me. My boy raised his eyebrows as he saw the man following me, knowing something was up. The man locked the bathroom door after him and we were alone. He told me to kneel. He told me he loved dominating couples and he was looking forward to breeding my boy. He pulled his jock to the side and revealed a thick stubby uncut dick and furry balls. My mouth watered. He told me to swallow his cock. I did. His cock tasted rancid. He pulled out and spun around spreading his sagging ass cheeks. ‘Eat my hole,’ he commanded. His ass was sweaty and rank. I did as I was told, excited to see him dominate my boy, and myself, actually. The guy scooched his ass all over my face and then pulled away. ‘You’ll do,’ was all he said as he unlocked the door and tucked his cock back into his jock. I still had to take a piss and tried to pee into the trough despite my hard-on. When I left the bathroom, the bartender pulled me aside and said, ‘Be careful around that guy. He’s POZ and I know you were in there with him. Hope he didn’t cum in you…’ I shook my head, ‘no,’ and headed started to head back to the barstool. ‘I know he’s POZ because he POZZED me…’ My jaw dropped but my plan was getting more detailed… The man was chatting up my boy and had three beers there. He had his hand on my boy’s inner thigh and my boy was softly caressing his furry belly. My boy looked a little shy, wondering if I was ok with him talking so intimately with this stranger. I bent over to whisper in his ear, ‘This man is going to breed you,’ and I licked his ear. He just moaned and the man bent forward to kiss him hard on the mouth. I asked to pay our tab and the man told the bartender that I’d be paying his too. The bartender shook his head as he gave me the total. I paid him and we made a quick exit out the backdoor into a dimly lit parking lot. We walked a few steps and the fat guy put his hand on both our shoulders, ‘Kneel,’ he ordered. Me and my boy dropped to our knees on the hard asphalt and he looked at me. ‘Tell him to suck me off. Maybe he gives better head than you.’ I looked at my boy saying, ‘you heard the man. Suck his cock.’ My boy fished out his thick stubby dick and swallowed it down to the root. He cradled the man's big hairy balls. I fished out my dick and started jerking off. When the man’s dick was hard and slippery with spit, he nodded to me saying, ‘It’s time. Bend him over, spread his cheeks, and get his hole wet.’ I lifted my boy to his feet and pulled down his jeans, leaned him against a brick wall. I lapped at my boy’s hole, opening it with my fingers and smearing spit inside, to lube him up for the POZ strangers thick cock. I realized that I knew he was POZ but hadn’t told my boy. This was such a turn on. The man shoved me out of the way and lined himself up, ready to slide into my submissive boy. ‘The nice man is going to fuck you now. Let him use you,’ I moaned into my boy’s ear. The fat man surprised me by rolling a rubber onto his cock. He winked at me. As the stranger entered him, I cradled my boy’s head in my arms. He looked up at me and grunted, ‘Anything for you…’ ‘He might have knocked you up, boy, but he’s wearing a rubber’ My boy just looked up at me with wide eyes and nodded. I knew he preferred to be fucked raw, but we weren’t in charge, and there was a POZ cock deep in his hole. The man grunted as he slid balls deep into my boy. I could hear his hole squelching with my spit. The man fucked my boy for a few minutes as my boy fisted his own hard cock. I knelt down and sucked my boy’s dick. I lapped at his balls and even the spot where the stranger’s cock was splitting him open as it entered him. The man held his fingers at the base of the condom and kept fucking my boy. Every time he pulled back, the rubber rolled up more and more. I kept my tongue at that spot, helping the condom ride higher and higher until it cam completely off in my mouth. I stood up and smiled at my boy, the used rubber in my teeth as the man pounded his raw POZ cock into my boy. My boy’s eyes widened. The man picked up his pace and I heard the back door of the bar open. I looked over and saw the bartender with a bag of trash. He just shook his head at me, but I waved him over. ‘When the fat man is done, would you like to breed my boy?’ The bartender smirked at me and nodded. The man started to cum, and without asking either of us, bred him deeply. He slammed into my boy and stayed deep, filling him up with POZ seed. He started to go soft quickly and pulled out. The bartender had released his own cock, longer but thinner than the fat man. He slid right into my boy who clenched his eyes and teeth and took him without and sign of approval or resistance, another raw cock that he didn’t know was toxic. The bartender looked so hot, his skinny hips and sagging ass swaying as he pounded my boy, about to fill him up with more nasty seed. The fat man pointed to his slimy soft cock and told me to clean it. I gladly did so, filling my mouth with ass juice and POZ seed. He brought his palm to my lip. ‘Spit!,’ he ordered. I did, hocking the slime ball into my hand. He spread my cheeks with his free hand shoved his cummy fingers into my ass. ‘You wanted this. Don’t lie…’ I just nodded and let him force some of his cum into me. The bartender picked up his pace and drilled my boy as the fat man fingered me. I shot my load on the ground as the bartender shot his POZ cum into my boy’s guts. The bartender pulled out and pulled his jeans down, removing his jockstrap. My boy was still leaning against the wall, legs spread as far as the pants at his ankles would let him. There was a thick stream of white spooge leaking out of his ass. The bartender winked at me and tossed his jockstrap to the fat man. The man grinned at me and jammed the jockstrap into my boy’s gaping hole. ‘Get dressed, and don’t show your faces around here again.’ The bartender headed in and the potbellied stranger walked away into the darkness. We fumbled with our clothes and headed back to the hotel. Hand in hand, my boy put his head on my shoulder. I felt conflicted. I had told him to let these men bareback him without letting him know their gifted status. ‘Babe,’ I whispered. ‘Those men… They were both POZ. Are you ok with that?’ ‘They bartender told me they were both POZ while you were blowing that leather daddy in the bathroom. It is so hot that you thought I didn’t know!’ To be continued???

My name is Charlie, and I am a recovering addict. Almost 10 years ago, I got involved with some guys in California who got me hooked on meth, used me for a few months, and then basically left me for dead. I survived. Well, part of me did. Sometimes I think its the part of me that should have died. I hadn't done tina in almost 10 years, though, like a bad addict, I would still look at chem porn, and read sleazy, chem-filled stories on sites like this one, on bugshare, on NKP. I got off over and over again to stories of guys getting fucked up, whether it be by their choice or not, and getting used like the sluts most gay men are. I got off on stories about pozzing, stealthing (chems and poz), zoo, you name it. I was a secret (or not so secret, I don't know) pervert, but I hadn't relapsed. That was until recently. See there was this guy that I had talked to over those almost 10 years, from the time I was in California through the time that I moved to Boston. For most of this time, he didn't know that I was in recovery, that I really shouldn't be talking about how much I would love to be between his hairy thighs while he spun his pipe and blew clouds over me. This guy was my kind of pig. Tall, about 6 foot or a little more, and bearish - both furry, and with a belly. But best of all, he was a pig, and made no bones about it. Well, he may have made a few bones, if you catch my drift. His name was Pat, and he was local to me in Boston, only a few miles away, but as anyone who lives in a metro area knows, 6 miles can be a very long way to go for cock. Pat was into leather harnesses and slings, piss play and fist, sweat, spit and anon sex. All of that made me hot. What made me hotter was that he didn't care about his status for most of the 10 years that we were chatting and camming. He didn't care about his status until he tested positive for HIV in 2015, after which point he started to care more about what his partner's status was. See, once he converted, he began to like gifting and stealthing guys. So he would tell some guys that he was undetectable, or just not talk about status with them when they would party with him. But he and I would talk about it. I was still neg, and had been something of a passive chaser for most of my sexually active years. It was all fantasy to me - granted a hot fantasy that got me off time and again, but still a fantasy. I let undetectable guys breed me, and didn't ask status for a lot of the guys that used my holes, but still tested neg in 2016. I had been cautious about talking to Pat after moving to the Boston area, as I hadn't wanted to break my sobriety and relapse, although every day dirty fantasies would flit through my head, where I would go, and someone would slip a booty bump up my hole, and by the time I realized what it was, I wouldn't be able to do anything about it but beg for more dick. Then I did something that would change my life completely, and free me from the fantasy Hell I had been trapped in. I told Pat about some of these fantasies, especially ones where I would be kidnapped and forced to do chems and take cock for days. When I was young, there was no real worry about a guy finding your address if you didn't want him to - it was too much effort for most people to go through, and besides, shit like that only happens to other people, right? Well, since there has been such an upsurge of technology that utilizes a phone's GPS for the purposes of finding ass, it has become easier to triangulate someone's location based on these applications. Guess what? It didn't happen to someone else. It happened to me. And I couldn't be happier. You see, a few weeks ago, Pat and I were talking on Scruff, and I noticed that he was only about a half mile from me. This was closer than his usual 6 miles or so of distance, so I asked what he was up to. "Running an errand, had to come down to your neck of the woods to grab something," he said, and I thought no more of it. I was outside, having a clove in my garage to stay out of the wind, when a car pulled into my empty driveway. This was a black sedan, unremarkable in its make and model - probably a Camry, there are like a billion of those. In the driver's seat was someone I recognized, Pat. He pulled all the way down the drive, not trapping me, but there were few places that I could go to get away. And believe me, I wanted to get away. I knew that something was going to happen, I just felt nervous all of a sudden. "Hey Charlie! I was in the neighborhood, and decided to drop by to see you, since we have been talking these 10 years and haven't met yet." His voice was as sexy as I remembered, medium timbered but clear and resonant. All I could think of were the videos he'd sent me of him being a verbal, nasty top with piggy bottoms. The vids that I had jacked to countless times. "Oh, hi, glad to finally meet you in person!" I stammered in response, nervous as all Hell. He came to me and wrapped me in a big bear hug, and I could hear him sniffing at my neck as he hugged me. So here I am, being hugged by this guy that I think is both sexy and dangerous as fuck, and dammit if my dick doesn't start to chub. He can feel it, since even though he was around 6 foot tall, I was about 6'4", so my crotch was pressed against his stomach. I could smell the sweat on him, if I bothered to pay attention, and that was driving me up the wall too. Pat's arms were around my back, and even though he was holding me tight still, I could feel his hands moving lower, rubbing my lower back, and then my ass. I couldn't help it, I moaned softly. He let me go and stood back, peering into my face. "Please tell me you aren't busy right now," he whispered seductively into my ear, his scruff tickling my neck and jaw. "Now that I have seen you in person, I'm thinking I'm going to have to feed you my hog right here." His hog, that was what he has always called his admittedly ample fuck stick. About 8.5x6 uncut inches, getting thicker towards the base after a head that was great for popping holes open to stretch for his thick shaft. I'd seen it plenty, in various states of hardness, and I knew that I wanted that cock, that I had wanted that cock for close to 10 years. I didn't care that he was admittedly poz, not on meds, and wanted to get me to relapse. None of that mattered, now that I could feel his bulge growing against my hip. I sighed, knowing that I was being stupid, but not caring. Knowing that even if it was stupid, I would regret for my entire life not taking the offer that was on the table - getting to play with this guy that I had been into for a long time. "Not so busy that I don't have some time to finally get to know you, Pat. It's been too long that we have been dancing around this." I could feel my face heating up, turning red. "Good, because I want to make you my pig. You aren't cleaned up by any chance are you?" I shook my head, having not planned on meeting up with anyone, let alone someone I had had a dangerous crush on for years. He smiled and said "Well, I have a lot of time, and you are going to go inside, get rinsed up - only inside, mind! And then I'm going to bring you back to my place." I stubbed my clove out, and told him to follow me inside where I could get ready for him. I did the usual thing to clean up for a good long fuck, cleaning as deeply and as quickly as I could. When I came out of the bathroom, Pat was on the couch, looking at his phone, grinning. He looked at me and said, so you think you're ready for this hog?" He grabbed his crotch and moved his half hard dick around in his pants. The thirst was strong, and I nodded. "Ok then," he said, "grab some lube, I'm going to give you some piss up your ass before we go to my place." My dick got hard, and I went to get the lube from my room, along with my harness, and bag of toys. I slipped the harness on under my shirt, put a jockstrap on - red Nasty Pig, sweaty and unwashed, as well as a cockring. Pat grinned harder as I came out, and I handed him my bottle of Gun Oil. "Turn around and let me see that hot ass." I pulled down my pants, and bent over slightly so that he could see and feel my ass. His hand on my ass felt great, but I was still nervous. Here I was, letting this guy that I knew was partying, piss up my ass and plug it in me. He spread a bit of lube on his fingers and lubed my hole, one finger in, then two, and then three, and then four. In and out, my hole hungry for the attention that it was getting. I heard him fumbling with the lube again, and then I could hear the unmistakable sound of a cock being lubed. "You're going to love this. Hold still." I felt his hand on my lower back, holding me in place, and then I felt the head of that hot, uncut cock right on my hole, and I pushed back just slightly to get the head of his hog in me. As his head popped through, and I could feel the stretch of his much thicker shaft pushing in me slightly, a light sweat popped out on my brow. Am I doing the right thing here? I thought to myself. But even as the thought crossed my mind, it was too late, and I could feel his strong, warm piss filling my hole, and I could feel the heat growing stronger and stronger. After about two minutes, with his cock pulsing inside me, he sighed and said "There, now clench." I clenched my hole, holding his very large load of piss inside myself. It probably would have been too much liquid had I not just rinsed out and had water up there before. "Hold still pig, I have a plug for you so you don't get that good piss on my car seats." I felt something cold on my ass again, and then more pressure, and a decent sized plug - I presumed, since I hadn't seen it - popped its way inside my chute. Pat pulled up my sweats, patted my ass, and said "Let's go, pig." Already feeling hornier than I had felt for the last 10 years, I followed him out, knowing that I was going to be his sub pig for as long as he wanted me. We got in the car, and he pulled out of my drive, taking off for destination unknown - his place. I had no idea how long it would take to get there, and I was just happy I had the plug in me to hold that chem piss inside of me. The ride took about 20 minutes, and we were at his place, where he told me to go right to the tub, bend over, and wait for him. The bathroom was simple, beige walls, beige shower tiles, clear plastic shower curtain. There were hard water stains on the bathtub, but by this point it was something that I noticed only because Pat wasn't there yet. The sun was shining through the window in the shower, and I could feel its tenuous heat on my skin. It was hardly a couple of minutes that I was there, in my jock and harness, and nothing else, standing with my head on the shower wall, back arched, ass out. "Damn, I love a pig who follows instructions. Ok, we won't be wasting it like this very often, but I want you to push out all of that chem piss into the tub. We want to make sure I didn't loosen anything else up there." As soon as he told me to let it go, I started to gently push, as I had had a cramp building from trying to hold it in too long. The piss came out dark yellow, but clear of any debris, apparently I had cleaned out better than I thought. Pat made sure that I was still clean, and that there wasn't anything else forthcoming from my hole - that I was ready to get stuffed full of what I was born to take - cock and cum. "Here, another treat for you, because I know you will be the pig I want soon." Pat's voice was getting sexier, and more dominant with the minute, and again, I did as he told me to - bent over the arm of the couch as we had left the bathroom and gone to the living room. There was porn playing on the TV, a laptop connected to it, and I recognized the porn, one of my favorite scenes from a TIM flick, one with Calvin and the Fucktard. My head was out there, focusing on all of the piggy thoughts that I had buried (poorly) over the years, when I felt Pat behind me again, fingers sliding into my hole with a little lube. "I call these Devil's Cocks." He said to me as I then felt something frozen touch my hungry hole. I was already high from the chem piss earlier - it had been pretty strong, but I knew that a Devil's Cock was. Frozen cum. He was lubing me right. "Only, these Devil's Cocks have an extra ingredient, my favorite vitamin T. You are getting about a third of a cup of cum, and quite a bit of tina with this pig. We will make sure those inhibitions go away." Shit he knows how nervous I am. I thought this, even though I was already high, already lost. Already relapsed. I felt the cumcicle pop its way into my hole, chilling me. Pat kept rubbing my hole, making me moan. "Don't worry, we are going to have this hole stretched around my poz hog soon pig. I'm just going to reteach you how to smoke a pipe, and I'm going to watch you suck my cock while I spin for my hits." My cock couldn't really get hard any more - I get crystal dick very badly - but I was so horny, and those words made a small wet spot appear in my jock pouch. He sat on the couch and told me that since I got the booty bump, he was going to enjoy me servicing him before he taught me how to spin the pipe. The floor wasn't comfortable, but I didn't care, especially not after Pat threw a pillow on the ground for my knees. He pulled his hog out of his jock - he was wearing chaps, a black leather jockstrap, his leather harness and a cap - fucking hot. As he pulled his dick out, I could smell his cock and balls, knew that he hadn't washed them in a while, and I was good with that. The smell was intoxicating. Or maybe that was the cloud he breathed down on me, not sure. I sniffed up and down the length of his cock while he spun the pipe, groaned and otherwise enjoyed the feeling of my beard on his cock and balls, and I enjoyed getting his scent mixed up into my face fur. It wasn't long before I started licking the head of his cock, the very barest part of it sticking out of his foreskin, a drop of precum already in his slit. I slurped that up while I made eye contact with him, and started to suck his cock into my mouth, savoring the taste of manly flesh, a hint of my ass and piss. For at least an hour, I knelt on the floor between this man's thighs while he spun the pipe, and I finally got to suck on the cock that I had dreamed about for years. And suck I did. I used every skill, every technique that I had developed over the years to give him as much pleasure as possible. I brought him to the edge 4 times in that first hour, and never let him cum in my mouth - since that would be a waste of his seed. I was able to better than I ever have in the past, holding him down my throat until black stars danced in my vision. He held the back of my head and made sure that every inch of his hog was in my throat, and that his full nuts were up against my beard. I tugged and pulled on his sack while he moaned in that deep voice of his. He grabbed my hands and pulled them to his nipples, "Work em, pig." "Your throat is fucking awesome, dude. Why did it take so long to get my hog down your throat? Fuck!" he exclaimed at one point. Because I was a recovering addict, and too chickenshit to let go again. I thought as I worked this hot specimen on manhood with my mouth. And there is no where I'd rather be right now. I want this thing in my hole, so fucking bad. I didn't realize that I had said that out loud as I stared at the fully hard 8 plus inches of cock in front of me until I heard Pat chuckle. "You want my cock up your little hole pig? You want this hot hog that you have been slurping on for an hour and a half to dig you out and plant my seed in you? My POZ seed?" I was looking up at him, hunger still written on my face. "Fuck. Yes. Sir." He chuckled again, muttering under his breath, almost too soft for me to hear: "Hog gets em every time." Louder, he told me to get on the couch next to him, and he would pack a bowl for me, and refresh himself some, since he'd been enjoying the polish job I'd been doing on his glorious tool too much to really blow any clouds. I sat with my arms behind my head, sweat beading on my head and running down my sides from my arm pits. I could smell them without moving my head. So could Pat. "Woof! Hot scent coming from those pig pits!" He was packing what looked to me to be a lot of tina into the bowl, a big pile sitting there in the bulb, which he soon melted into a puddle. "So, it's been a while since you partied, you told me, right? So I am going to remind you how to twirl the glass cock. I'll control the fire for now, you start inhaling slowly and steadily once I tell you. Don't take your eyes off the hole." I smirked like an 8th grader, and Pat sniggered again. He heated the bowl like the professional he was, and soon told me to start inhaling, slowly and steadily. "A little harder. Nope, too much, just...there you go boy. Pull that cloud in deep. A little more. More. There, hold that until I tell you to let it go." My lungs are filled to bursting, more than I would take for a toke of pot, way more than a drag of a cigarette. I felt my lungs start to quiver when Pat finally told me to release it. A huge white cloud enveloped my head, covering Pat from my view, but it was strangely satisfying. A couple of seconds later, I heard a cell phone video clip ending, and then some more bits and tweets. "Fuck, that was a good cloud boy! You are going to take a few more like that before we are ready to bend you over. I like my fuckholes SPUN! I recorded that, sent you a copy, and am uploading a copy to NKP right now." I am sure my phone vibrated somewhere around my sweatpants, but I could care less. I was floating, and perfectly happy to stay that way. My hole was tingling hungrily, and my eyes were closed, but I heard Pat say "Time for another, slut." I repeated, took another huge hit and blew a nice thick cloud. Twice more. Then Pat had me operate the fire, and told me to put my feet on the couch and expose my ass. As I got into position, Pat got his baggie out again, and put a nice shard on his finger tip, before shoving it knuckle deep in me. It felt so fucking good. I could feel the cum from the Devil's Cock around the finger, feel it move in me when Pat got in. I loved it. Pat saw it on my face and grinned a sleazy sexy grin, and told me to go ahead and release the hit. I did, and he said very seductively, "Well, I liked what I felt in that hole earlier. I liked it again just now. I want to take your hole, keep you high as fuck, pound you, use you, and get lots more loads than just mine in there. Are you ready to take my cock, and let me make you mine?" I didn't have to think for very long. My ass was on fire, doing all of my decision making. And my ass needed cock. Pat's cock. Pat's poz cock. "Please, yes Sir."

I just found out that a fuck bud whom I used to swap loads with in Dallas during the early years of AIDS has died. I don't know what the cause was, but it reminded me of a story I wrote about another fuck bud who died of AIDS-related pneumonia some years ago. I'm reposting here, with apologies to anyone who has already read it or a plagiarized version on other bb sites. "Obituaries" DAMN! My dick gets rock hard whenever I see a fuck bud’s face staring back at me in the obituary pages! Although I know for a fact that hundreds of pigs I’ve fucked or who fucked me over the past two decades are long gone, some have been prominent enough to merit an obit in the local paper. I always pay my respects by shooting off at least a couple of loads as I recall how hot they were. The most recent was last week. The obit said “Joe” died of pneumonia at age 51, but everyone who knew him knew that he had AIDS. He’d been full-blown for at least five years, although he managed to hang on because he had been a bodybuilder and always took great care of himself. He was a successful salesman at the company where I worked, and he retired during a period when the bug hit him really hard and he couldn’t work. Although we knew each other at work, we didn’t fuck until a couple of years ago. I’d never been interested in Joe before because breeding overly muscled guys is sometimes like trying to fuck a brick wall. But knowing Joe had AIDS flowing through his veins and muscles made him irresistible to me, and I jumped when we connected in a chat room one night and he invited me over. I was shocked to see how sunken his eyes and cheeks had become, but that only made me want to breed him more. His body still looked good (great, actually; more normal and less freakish like most bodybuilders), and I couldn’t wait to inject my death strains into his guts and boost the disease eating away at him. Like most bodybuilders I’ve fucked, he was such a hungry bottom. I’m also in great shape from regular workouts, and I easily pinned him like a slab of beef to the bed. I fucked him first on his back like a whore, ripping his muscle cunt with my fat cock and calling him my bitch while I planted my toxic loads in his decaying guts. I shoved my tongue down his throat in a deep passionate kiss, simulating the loss of breath he would feel as death finally came to take him. After a while I flipped him on to his hands and knees and fucked him like a dog, pumping my death stick past the raw, swollen lips of his rosebud and breeding him with demon seed. The bedroom was warm on a typical summer night, and the air was filled with the stench of our ripe pits as our sweat drenched his expensive satin sheets. By the time we were done, I dumped six loads of toxic juice deep inside his guts. Joe got off on being manhandled, and I got off on adding my toxic DNA to his system and feeding the AIDS that eventually would take him to the afterlife. Some of my seed began dribbling out of his ripped cunt, which I bathed and soothed with my tongue while slurping the virus infected juice to feed down his throat. His shrunken balls shot a couple of loads of his own AIDS bugs all over the bed, which I also quickly scooped up with my tongue and swallowed, savoring his diseased DNA as I added it to my own. I straddled his chest and fed my cock into his mouth, and he slobbered and licked the mixture of my hot sperm and his bloody ass juices liked the condemned man he was. To the surprise of both of us, I finally let go with a load of hot piss down his throat. At first he tried to pull away but he was hopelessly pinned like a drowning animal, and he chugged down the toxic stream until he began gagging as it leaked from his sloppy mouth. I offered my own version of last rites and baptized Joe in my evil piss from head to toe, knowing I probably would not see him again until we have both descended into the abyss of scorching lust and eternal depravity that awaits unrepentant poz pigs like us. Finally, I hugged him tightly, kissed my AIDS lover deeply and wrapped us both in the sex-soaked sheets like a shroud as we drifted off to sleep. I never saw Joe again but chatted with him online a couple of months later. He told me he’d taken another turn for the worse a little over a week after we fucked but he was feeling much better. He had more ups and downs after that, finally surrendering to the inevitability of AIDS last week. My only regret is that I wasn’t there to pump a final load into his guts as he took his last breath. I can only hope an AIDS bro will do the same for me when it’s my turn to go.

I was supposed to be laying over in Vegas tomorrow night, but forgot that I'd requested a trip trade a couple of weeks ago. Late saturday night I got a text saying I was now going to be in Phoenix on Monday. As I was scrambling to get my uniforms washed and do food prep, I reached out to a few of my fuck buds in Phoenix. 2 had plans already, but "muscles" (my newest fuck bud), was free. And he was willing to come out to my hotel in Tempe to play (our only PHX layover hotel that's in the suburbs). This wasn't going to be a free for all cum fest, no open door with a gang of tops coming in to use me. It was just the two of us flip fucking for a couple of hours. Of course this included mutual rimming, oral, and a LOT of making out. He's a very good kisser, loves to eat ass, and his body is amazing...the kind you want to hold onto and rub up against for extended periods of time...which I did! I was the first to cum....I had him on his side, and I was sort of behind him, sort of on top of him kissing his ear when I blew my load. I usually stay hard after I cum, so I continued to pump his ass while he milked my dick. After I slid out, I got on my back and he dove into my ass. He must have been pretty worked up because he blew his load in about 2 minutes. Then we spooned and made out some more. At about 10:45pm, we went out for a quick bite to eat...almost a regulation date except that we fucked first LOL. We both agreed it was hot to be out and about with cum in our holes. I got my schedule for March, and as of now I have 5 PHX layovers. I also have one SLC, and have a big dicked top bud there...He's already got me on his calendar, can't wait to see him. I'm sure I'll see "muscles" again next month, but also hoping I can meet up with my 9" top bud too. And maybe get in a visit or two to Flex.

Total bottom here when it comes to fucking. Have tried topping a few times but can't keep it up as does nothing for me. First guy I ever fucked emptied his bowels onto me so that probably has a lot to do with it too. However..... I maybe a total bottom but visually I LOVE asses and will happily feast on another bottoms hole felching a load. I have also been known to play with another guys hole, toys, fingers, fist etc as long as my cock isn't involved.

Total top , the only person who fucks me is the tax man !

Love to collect the loads in a plastic cup, the more the better... then swallow them.. sometimes will collect them in a condom and swallow later a bunch of loads at once...Yum!!!

I love walking around the XXX bookstore savoring a mouthful of semen before I swallow it. Of course, I like to "allow" a little to get in my beard so everyone can see I'm a cock gobbler.

Isn't it great to have a young muscle top like that? One of my fuckbuds is the same, although not as big in the cock department as yours, but I feel so lucky when he pumps my hole and leaves one or two loads. He loves to top older guys but bottoms for a guy his own age.

I recently went to a hotel room with a guy who wanted to watch me get fucked up on poppers and smoke until I couldn't control myself and turned into a complete cum craving whore. I told him that regardless of how fucked up we get or he gets me, I wanted him to use a condom if things got that far. He used a dildo on me and asked how it felt and I just moaned. He said he was super horny and hard and started sliding his cock along my ass crack and pulled out the dildo and kept running the head of his cock past my hole saying how much he wanted to fuck me and I said condom please and he said ok but I would enjoy it more bareback and said how about I just put it in a little bit and if you are still nervous about it I'll use the condom and put his pipe next to my mouth and I took a big hit and he quickly pushed inside me a little bit and pumped a few times making me moan loudly in a smoke filled haze and he said it feels incredible doesn't it and all I could get out was ...FUUUUUCK it does but we should stop before we go too far and he said......like this and pushed in balls deep making me cry out how right he was and he took that as a yes to keep fucking me bareback and even knowing I shouldn't be doing it bare, it felt so much better than it was like flipping a switch inside me and instead of trying to stop, I started pushing back against him and even reached back to pull my cheeks apart telling him how intense it felt. He said he was going to cum soon and before I heard the rest of what he was saying, I reached back again and grabbed him to keep him from pulling out because it felt incredible and was making me about to cum myself and he quickly started to grunt and spurt his cum inside me. Before we were done and leaving the room, I told him how right he was about how much better a bare cock feels without a condom. I guess, long story short, bareback fucking is the only way to do it because it just feels too fucking good!!!

I hope to see you there 😉

I met one guy.... he realized we were not far from one another and sent me a private message. We got together a few times and played. It was good piggy sex too... we both love ass play and so we would alternate on visits where I would top and he would bottom, then he would top and I would bottom. Lots of rimming and fingering and plenty of hot loads shared. One night we played for a couple of hours with big toys and fists and had a very good time - and neither of us came. We had read one another's comments and posts... and ended up playing for about a year. He got relocated by his company. Too bad.. Haven't met anyone else tho....

Shooting too quickly seems to be the main reason why many guys stay away from topping. I know that if I could maintain a hard-rock cock for a long time and if I was able to pound holes for a long time without cumming, I would be a top or at least versatile. I envy guys who can fuck for 10 15 minutes especially those who fully enjoy the fucking itself.

I'm 56, so in general I fall into the definition of older guys you're using. I don't have any specific hardcore preference for younger guys, so I may not be the right demographic to address your questions, but I'll take a swing at it just the same. For context, I'm interested in guys I connect with regardless of their age, I don't seek a specific age group. I've been fucked and bred by men from 20-something year olds to 70-something year olds and have found good sexual chemistry, friendship, and the potential of a larger relationship in men from early 30s to early 60s. I'm going to address each of your scenarios in turn... Scenario 1 - "False Sexual Desire" I can understand older men whose sexual appetites might be writing checks their libido's and bodies can't cash. As we age, we all want to hold on to who we've been and what we've been able to do. That said, I've learned from multi-cumming tops who have fucked my cunt that many bottoms of *all ages* either overestimate their skills or don't disclose their are only able to take dick in their cunts a short time, or until they cum. This results in a pool of long-fucking, multi-cumming tops who are dissatisfied at not having their needs met to fuck a long time and breed until they are sated. I've discovered this through comments from men who've fucked my cunt and reacted with surprise and pleasure that I'm encouraging them to keep fucking and breeding as long as they want. That's when these stories of bottoms of *all ages* who are "one and done" started to surface. I'm not sure why these older bottoms are overpromising and underdelivering, or why they are setting themselves up for failure in the eyes of these younger virile tops. Regarding the older man you went on vacation with, I can think of several situations to explain his sex-avoiding behavior. Stress in his work, feeling tired from travel, etc. but it's also true that sex is a stress reliever so it cuts both ways. His seeking connection from other men near his age during the trip could be fear of not measuring up for you, or a way of unconsciously lowering expectations of himself sexually in being with men closer to his own age. I can't imagine not at least laying down and making out to relax and see what develops. It's difficult to know for sure what was in his mind. What I do know is that there are older bottoms out there who genuinely want young virile dick and seed in their cunts and who will enthusiastically encourage them to continue after they've fucked in the first few of their loads. Chemistry can be tricky. I've been with tops who didn't connect with me and it's hard to be responsive when you don't feel it. I've also been with tops who delighted in finding out that pinching my nipples, whispering filth, and manhandling me made me growl and buck into them unconsciously demanding a more intense fuck. Focus on getting a read on the sexual chemistry up front. Kissing and making out is your chance to see how responsive they can be to your sexual ques and needs. Scenario 2 "Dependence on emotional validity" Ageism in the gay community is brutal. Agism alone isn't that hard to handle. I look at it as a self-winnowing - the men incompatible with you are just removing themselves from the breeding pool. What makes it rough to deal with is the lack of courtesy and rudeness that so often comes with it. Being told "Hey, I don't think we're a match. Good hunting to you." by a younger guy after sharing stats and face pics is just polite garden-variety rejection. It's being ghosted, ignored, or worse, insulted for being older, that can make it soul-wearying and set up the need for validation that you're talking about. Its especially bad if the young guy was very hot and heavy and demanding access to your cunt. That said, the men you're describing don't seem very centered or accepting of themselves as they are. I may be wrong, but my sense is the more narcissistic a person is, the more traumatic they find aging and losing their youth and appeal. We all have ideas about where we should be and how we should feel at certain times in our lives. I can understand the desire to have the relationship box checked. People can also use relationships as a shield or distraction from dealing with their own issues. Ignoring you when you are with them, and pining for you when you are absent don't make sense to me, but I can see how it might be another of these checkboxes that stave off judging their lives somehow wanting. My sense is that these men are not mentally healthy or well adjusted, and I don't see that as your problem to deal with. You want someone comfortable with who they are, and with only twinges in reaction to the inevitable agism in our community. Those men are out there. Scenario 3 "You fix yourself to meet my standards." What you are describing is a dynamic I've seen regardless of the ages of the men involved. It fairly common for people to hold something inside until it builds up pressure and explodes into a likely irrational outburst. The fixer-upper dynamic isn't limited in ages or in gender, either. The rejoinder from these older men saying you are too naive and such, is just a handy trope for someone to latch onto when there is any form of disagreement. I suspect in every relationship something similar happens falling back onto the most obvious fault-line when there is disagreement. While it might be true that more life experience dramatically changes how you react to situations, there are many cases where that isn't so. What is true, is that many older men at this time in our history are dealing with survivors guilt and a sense that younger gay men today don't viscerally understand what they went through watching friends die. Many of these older men watched friends, lovers, and acquaintances cut down all around them in the flower of their youth. You can understand why they might have some strong feelings about younger generations. That doesn't mean their value judgements are valid or correct, just that they experienced a form of mass trauma and some compassion for the lingering effects on them is called for. When it comes down to it, we need to meet each other where we are. Younger men are different to older men, and relationships across generations need those in them to accept and enjoy the differences in age, perspective, and experience and look to learn from each other. The same is true of relationships between men of different races, and doubtless many other human divides. Research has shown that as we age, our tastes can become fixed. We're all still engaged in the music that was around us as we grew from kids into adulthood. The same is true of other forms of entertainment. I think what you might be looking for is someone with what's called a "growth mindset". They tend to be curious, eager to learn, and experimental in how they approach the world. They are still going to like what they liked, but they'll be open to learning and experiencing what you like, and get to know how you see the world. TL;DR - Much of what you've observed is more universal than specific to older men, and there are lots of very horny, fairly well-adjusted older men out there looking for a young guy like you. Don't despair.

I was totally closeted in college. I just cruised the park across the street and the XXX theater down the street when I should have been in class. From the beginning, I'd do ANYBODY. (A middle-aged, married lawyer set me up with a closeted math teacher friend. I rang the doorbell of the math teacher's apt. wearin nothin but daisy dukes, grinned shyly, and said, "Um, I think I'm here to give some blowjobs?") As for crabs, I was 19 or so, but I had no clue. I was like a dog dragging his butt across the lawn with fleas. I had to buy the stuff, keep it hidden from my Mom, comb it thru my pubes and my fur-lined buttcrack bottom to top, PLUS wash all my sheets, my underwear, my jeans, etc. And either I had trouble getting rid of them... or I keep getting them again and again and again.

My Heart Reactions ran out. But, thank you all for your comments! They're very important perspectives that I would love to reply individually. And I am sorry if my post was offensive to anyone here. I don't intend on making anyone feel discouraged or unfavorable by the question. That being said, I wanna say I'm sorry that there's no poll - and I'm kinda embarrassed about that. That being said, these comments have really helped me. I accept all of these, and really appreciate you guys willing to take time to respond so thoughtfully! Thank you!

His real birthday present will come in a few weeks I think.

12 years old by a neighbor who was two years older. He lived two houses away on my street. He married into a family whose business was/is funeral homes and became an undertaker. A third kid, who was nine years old, joined us about a year later. I pursued my new-found skills afterwards in boarding school, college and ...

I was 14 when my friend’s dad got me to suck his dick. I’d stop by after school when my friend was with his mom (parents were divorced) and suck him off regularly. One afternoon he bent me over the couch and sodomized me - he got all the way in that first time - bb too. I remember it hurt so fucking bad but deep down I wanted it, liked it. I was dizzy walking home, in a daze, and I was never the same after.

Justin walked up to the block and saw a construction worker get out of his car and head in and as he was walking toward the door a College Jock walking toward him and hopped he was also going to come in. Justin ducked in and tried to get his bearing, the construction guy had gotten change and he was heading toward the back and the Jock entered and went up to the counter and got change , He headed for the counter and put a 20 down and asked for change. The guy gave him three fives and five ones. He quickly headed to the back hoping those two did not get together. He rushed back with his fund just in time to see the jock close a booth and Justin Quickly tried to open the booth beside where he entered and it was lock,! Fuck he thought, then he went to the one on the left of the Jock and it was open and he was please, excited and so ready as he saw a glory hole in the booth between them, He quickly entered, fed five dollars in and sat there not even not even noticing the other wall had a hole. He had watched enough porn videos to know that he needed to rub his finger at the hole and he did and then withdrew it. Nothing happened so he did it again and looked into the hole, damn this dude had a most beautiful thick uncut dick. He was holding it by the foreskin and jacking it and rubbing the foreskin back and forth. Justin stuck his tongue out and rubbed his finger on the hole again. Justin looked at the porn playing and some young girl all of 18 or so was being double vaginally fucked and although he never could watch straight porn that was hot as fuck. Justin was watching the porn and out of the corner of his eye he could tell the Jock was getting up and he turned and watched as this really thick cummy foreskin slide through the hole, He put out his tongue and licked the cum off the foreskin and took it in his mouth and sucked it like a straw sucking up all the pre-cum trapped in there. Justin sucked the skin and head and the pushed back his foreskin and licked the head and sucked it clean before pulled the skin back up and then slowly opening his mouth and going down full length on that beautiful damn dick. The guy pressed further into Justin;s neck and then slowly started to fuck his throat. Justin tried everything to stay there and take the thick dick deep in his throat but he had to pull off and take a breath after he coughed. The guy on the other side did not say a work but left his thick meat there bouncing as he pulsed his dick and Justin quickly went back down in the dick sucking and swallowing it inch by inch. This went on for five to eight minutes and then the guy pulled his dick back through the hole, Justin was so hungry and the jock bend down and whispered, show me your ass. Justin popped up and slipped down his shorts revealing is hot little ass and he backed it up to the hole and spread his checks, the guy got down and spit on his hole three times and then stood up and rubbed his thick dick on it and slowly slide in. Justin forgot the poppers and in his head he though his hole should have opened but for some reason he was tight as this thick uncut cock pressed slowly but deeply into him. It was then that Justin realized there was a Glory Hole right in front of him as a guy put his arm through and fed Justin poppers. The guy on the other felt the hole relax and started fucking Justin like a bitch, long dicking him over and over, all the way out and shove it back and after five minutes of this he shoved it deep and cu in Justin's ass. All he said was Fuck. then he slowly pulled his dick out of Justin;s hole and pulled his pants after tucking his dick in his underwear and Justin heard the door open. He started to stand upright and that is when the other guy stuck his dick through the hole, the guy was Latin, This hot uncut Latin dick pulsed and bounced and Justin went to suck it for a little while and then he pulled out and said, your ass boy. Justin obeyed and got up and backed his hole against the hole and the Latin guy started to eat Justin's cummy hole. Justin could feel the Latin guy sucking his hole and feltching cum out of his ass and then with little warning he stood up and shoved his dick in Justin and shot his load. Justin heard the door open and then close and lock. He should have moved to see who it was but he didn't He felt a finger touch his wet cummy hole. Justin did not move as his pucker started to open and the guys slide a finger in. The guy slide another finger in and then withdrew them and he felt the guy work something in his hole and then the head of the guys dick. Justin moaned as the guy slide his dick slowly inside. Justin backed up as hard as he could while the long dick invaded his hole. The guy felt amazing till he got to the second ring and Justin felt a sharp pain and this went on for five minutes and then the guy moaned really load and shot his load deep in Justin. Justin stood up as soon as the guy pulled and and bent down to see who it was and it was the construction worker. He whispered by here at five tonight and make sure you have cum in your ass by then. I gotta get in that second ring later. Then he buttoned up and walked out. Justin was still horny as fuck and his hole had three loads in it. He sat down on the bench and rubbed his jock waiting for more dick,

I want to be gangbanged by poz tops

The guy spread his ass checks and let Justin eat and tongue his hole. The guy was moaning and telling Justin what a hot tongue he had. Justin could feel precum on his left nipple from the guys dick. He thought fuck that dick must be huge. A minute later the guy pulled off Justin's tongue and he grabbed Justin and pulled him to the edge of the bed and let his head hand over the side. Fucker, open that whore mouth and throat of yours. The straight guy guided his thick cock into Justin's mouth. Justin sucked and licked the head of this guys dick, it tasted amazing, Justin moaned on his dick and then he heard the torch. The guy must be taking a hit, fuck I hope he gives me some. The guy pulled his dick out and then held Justin;s mouth open and blew the cloud in and said inhale whore. Then he heard the torch again as he blew a cloud out and the guy did it again. Justin wanted to kiss him so bad, but the guy just kept holding Justin's mouth open and soon they were both flying. The straight guy told Justin to keep his mouth open and he grabbed Justin's head and then slowly slide his cock all the way into Justin's throat. Justin began to panic, the dick was really long and thick. The guy held Justin's head in place until he bottomed out. Justin tried to pull away and the guy laughed, fucking whore you are not going anywhere. The pulled his dick out just a little and slide it deep. That is some good throat boy, then he pulled out further and slide back in and Justin's body started to shake. The straight guy slide is cock out enough so Justin could gasp and cough and make gabbing sounds. The straight guy turned Justin's head to the left and let the all the saliva run out as he held Justin's mouth open. Then he slide the fingers from his left hand into Justin's wet mouth and slowly pressed his long fingers down the kids throat as he said boy open up, come on open the fuck up. Justin tried to relax but his fingers were so deep, he could not tell if there were just two or three but fuck he was gagging and the guy said through your nose bitch, breath through your nose. Justin snorted and tried and then the guys withdrew his fingers and and grabbed a towel and whipped his fingers off and then grabbed the pipe leaving justin there with his mouth a mess and saliva everywhere. Once again the guy held Justin's mouth open and blew clouds and Justin inhaled and after five gunshots the guy held Justin's head and slide down his throat with ease, the finger stretching did the trick. The guy said I knew you would open up. He fucked his throat for three minutes and then pulled out so Justin could breath. Two more time, each time going a little longer and then letting Justin breath and then he hit the pipe again and they did another round. This time Straight guy went over to Justin's computer and turned on some straight porn and all Justin could hear is a young chick getting nailed by two guys one in her ass and one in her cunt. The guy said, I fucking love this one. She is taking a huge black dick in her pussy, a huge Latin dick in her ass and you are gonna pretend you are her and I am gonna use your throat to cum in. The guy moved Justin on his side, and he laid down next to him so he could watch this hot young chick get nailed and he slide in Justin's throat and fucked hit off and on for the next thirty minutes and then finally grabbed Justin's head and shoved his dick deep and came and came a total of ten ropes down Justin's throat. He pulled out and then told the kid to suck him clean, lick all the cum off his dick and when the guy was satisfied he pushed Justin into place and sat on his face again. Eat my hole some more you fucking whore. We are gonna make a regular thing of this you sick fucking slut. Justin ate his hole for five minutes and he said fucking whore you would do that all night if I let you, I gotta go. I have your number and email. When I reach out you better answer, the only time I will contact you is when I am on the way. You better be fucking ready. Then he got up and dressed and just before leaving the room he unfastened Justin's hands and said my friend told me to do that otherwise I would have let you fucking figure it out slut. Stay right there till I leave. Justin stretched his arms out and a a few second later he heard the door and the then slipped off the blindfold and played with his little tina dick.

i love how this question keeps surfacing and i love the OP for using the word "sodomized." It makes my hole gap and twitch every time i read it.

I was really nervous. I suppose a gangbang with strangers was fundamentally different than being a cumdump for people I . . . sort of knew. Of course the ten or twelve I was told would be there might turn out to be more. I was wondering how many more it would take for me to decide I wanted to stop. I had been used by five guys before, some of them used me in the mouth as well as the ass. Four was more common at Alpha house, if I stayed for a whole six hour shift. The blow jobs were mostly to get guys hard, and didn’t include a lot of hard facefucking. I was sure I didn’t want to take on forty guys, or anything like that. Especially since these were all fairly young guys; under twenty six, was what I was told. At that age a lot of them would go twice, and a few three times. So, even 12 guys might be way more than I have ever done in a night. My invitation said come to the front door, and ask if anyone here wanted to fuck my face, or ass. If they said yes, I should say “Thank you sir.” (Evidently, not the creative writing department.) I got there right at the time it said on the invitation, 8:30. I knocked on the door. It took a while for someone to answer. Since I hadn’t actually seen the guy who came to Alpha house, it really didn’t matter who answered. It was a fairly ordinary looking college age kid. He said, “Yeah?” “Sir, does anyone here want to fuck my face, or my ass?” I asked. Their party, their script, I figured. “Someone tell Jerry his faggot’s here!” The kid said, and stepped aside slightly. I stepped in, going no further than the entryway. I wasn’t sure if I was suppose to thank the kid, so I decided silence was at least minimally respectful. Everyone in the front room was staring directly at me. Almost everyone was male, but there were a few girls in the room, which wasn’t really crowded. The kid who answered the door seemed to feel like he was finished, and wandered away. It seemed a fairly long time, but that might have been nerves. It might have been because everyone had stopped talking, and were now speaking in whispers to each other. One of the guys walked up to me, and said rather loudly, “Hey, Cuntface! Glad to see you’re on time, let's get you started.” He turned me toward the other side of the room, and walked behind me, pushing me ahead of him. We went into the next room, and then into an open area off the main hallway. There were a few padded chairs, and the back of one of them had a beach towel draped over it. The guy must have been Jerry, which made me his faggot. “Gimme your clothes, I'll put them in the closet for you, while you’re busy getting gang banged.” A group of guys had followed us from the front room, seven or eight of them, not counting Jerry. Everyone watched while I took off my clothes, and gave them to Jerry. I handed him the tube of lube I had brought, before the clothes. Jerry left me standing there, and walked out of the room. He came back almost immediately, I suppose the closet was in the next room. He put the tube of lube on the table next to the towel draped chair. My ass was already pretty well lubed up. “Okay, guys!” Jerry called out, “blowjobs on the left, butt fucks on the right.” I could see that Jerry had never done this before. The chair was too high for anyone under 6’2 to use for fucking with me bent over it from behind, and if I did that, the guys I was sucking off would be ten or twelve inches away from my mouth, standing in front, or sitting in the chair, with me hanging over their shoulder. Guys kneeling on the chair might be able fuck my ass, if they were pretty agile. Then the blowjobs would be for the six foot guys, and would require a lot of effort to, well, fuck up into my face. “Can I kneel in front of the chair, and then take guys in my ass from behind me?” I finally said, after no one else could figure out how to do this. One of the group decided to move the towel, dropped his pants to his ankles, and sat down. I was sucking the first cock while the rest of them started lining up for their turns. It still wasn’t going smoothly, but at least I didn’t have to talk about it. The first guy was really eager, and wasn’t interested in a lot of tongue action. He grabbed my head in both hands and went down my throat hard and fast right from the start. He was rock hard, and I could already feel his legs trembling. I felt someone grab my hips, and knew I was about to get the first guy in my ass, and the guy in my mouth started grunting. There really wasn’t any time with both guys fucking, since the first one came before the one behind me got his cock hard enough to go in. It was pretty much the same for the first four or five guys. I was getting ass fucked for a while, then face fucked. With a lot of talk about the chair. I was out of the loop on advice. Someone finally got everyone to quit trying to use the chair. The two guys who used me first after that were really big, strong guys. Football types. They held me with their hands on my armpits, and hips, and worked together. Hard thrusting both cocks in and then pulling out. They both lasted a fairly long time before getting out of sync as they got ready to cum. It was a little painful, but I wanted it to go on, and hoped the rest of them were learning something. Pretty much the best part was the way they tossed me aside after they finished cumming. I was a whole lot less worried about there being too many of them. I wanted more, so far, and there were only about six guys left in the room.

Mid binge with chem whores after a break. Wired as fuck and destroying every cunt tonight fuck yeah hail Sarah Palin with my fucking POZ monster cock

YOU PERVERT NASTY SKIN SMOKER AIDS FUCKER NEED YOUR DIRTY POZ SYPHILIS SEED IN MY WELL USED BB CHEMS PIG ASSHOLLE!!!

I'll be turning 35 at the end of the month and I'm looking to celebrate by taking at least 35 loads. my record is nowhere even close to that whcih is a pathetic 9, so this is going to be a very tall order. if you are able to help facilitate you have a place you can host etc please b e in touch.. attached is a pic o fmy hole that will be hopefully 35 loads sloppy https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_11/IMG_2354.thumb.jpg.7ba3360a50560b35c6b99dc991b72ea8.jpghttps://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2019_11/1306775841_IMG_20180425_012817(1).thumb.jpg.9aa62ce64619b2af0a343c6d9e0b78c2.jpg

Thanks for all that luv DickLuva ~ Steve NYC

I think ONCE, but the guy was too horny and sloppy to care! I don't really like blow-jobs so it's not a big issue! But I missed out on a few 'tight fucks' because the damn thing wouldn't budge at the gates of virginity or whatever they called. Once (when having that thick gauge was still new) I capitulated after several effort to take it out. Well, IF I needed to now, I got a trick worked out! (One tries to be 'accommodating') My man won't let me fuck him with it in but the real sluts are majorly turned on by that hoop... I used to take it out for the one or other 'novice' but since I rather bottom and have them play with it while they fuck me... it turns me on when guys bring up 'those HOT PIERCINGS' (nipples and dick) when I'm out. I can expect to have to do a 'dog-and-pony-show' and will happily oblige. Interesting how many 'straight' guys who I never suspected of wanting to play, suddenly come forward...

Part 9; I couldn't kneel anymore, so went and sat in my wheelchair. Uncle Dick stood up, and stood by Stan, and addressed my beautiful son ... 'This is Stan, and he has Hep C. Are you happy to have any of Stan's bodily fluids enter your body, such as cum or blood? Pig, please give us your answer' My sweet little Prince nodded, groaned through the urinal mask, and wiggled his ass. Uncle Dick rolled up his used rubber, then rolled it over Stan's thick veiny throbbing Death-Meat, then pulled it tightly over the Dick tip, until the spikes from Stan's PA pierced through the latex. He then opened up Stan's cannula port, and drew some blood. Knelt down by my son, opened his cannula port, and in went Stan's potent virulent DNA. There was a fridge in the examination suite, and Uncle Dick took out 5 Beers. 1 for me, 1 for Stan, 1 for himself, and 2 for the mystery chap stood above my son's mask covered head. The two of them went to my son's prolapse, and they both played with it; rubbing it, licking it, sniffing it, fingering it, smacking it, spitting on it. It was then pushed back inside where both Stan (with bare hands/arm) and Uncle Dick (gloved up) took turns in Fisting him, causing him to groan through his mask. After about 30 Minutes, the mystery Man started pissing. My son, the prolapsed urinal pig! I had been holding my bladder for ages, and the sight of this guy pissing meant I just couldn't hold it any longer, so, I joined him. Drinking the piss of his Dad and a stranger, and at the same time Fisted by the Doctor, and Stan. Stan positioned and pressed the tip of his nasty slab of toxic Death-Meat against my son's sweet young cunt. I could see Uncle Dick was pulling really tightly on the pierced condom, and then, Stan was inside. And he immediately started fucking with violent aggression, snarling through the sounds of the satanic music and my son's gulping in his enclosed mask. Uncle Dick stood back, and just watched Stan fucking, and myself and the unknown Man intermittently piss, as he wanked off. After several minutes he stood by my son's head .... 'Stan, stop fucking the boy, and come here a minute' He came over, and we could all see that the condom's tip had completely broken, and started to inch itself towards the base of his Beautiful toxic Death-Meat. Uncle Dick slid a finger from each hand between Stan's shaft and the condom, and pulled up with his fingers, stretched and pulled apart until it broke so much that it was completely useless and hanging in tatters! It looked super hot, a failed condom that would now not be offering any protection against Stan's dangerous toxic juices. Not that that really mattered now anyway. But it was hot as fuck to see. And what a dark and depraved scene that lay before this examination suite right now; My son on all 4's wearing his urinal mask, with four Men stood in front of him. The Beefy Doctor in his Leather Harness & Leather executioners hood, German Army Boots, and Cock-Ring, with 3 skinny fully blown AIDS Men, in a darkened dim lit red room with Satanic music playing The unknown Man sat back in his wheelchair, whilst Stan & I followed the Doctor back towards my son's cunt. He ordered Stan to press the tip of his toxic Death-Meat against his cunt, with the spikes from his PA sticking into his battered and swollen flesh. Uncle Dick began stroking over and over Stan's KS lesion, and looked up at me ... 'Isn't this nasty dangerous Fuck-weapon Beautiful? A Dark-force of death that ensures life will always carry on ... Stick it in him Stan, fuck this nasty whore. Fuck him real slow until I say so'. I watched Stan fuck slowly, seeing his KS lesion repeatedly disappear and reappear, with my son's gaping cunt no longer even gripping the Dick that was fucking him. Sweet tight bubble ass-cheeks, yet a super loose fuck-hole. And Stan had a decent girth on him! Doctor Dick knelt in front of my son, removing his urinal mask. 'Is MY Fuck-toy enjoying himself' 'Yes Sir' He repeatedly spat on and slapped my son's face ... 'You are a worthless fuck-whore, are't you boy' 'Yes Sir ... I am worth nothing ... And I am completely yours Sir' He spat and slapped his face again ... 'Fucking nasty cunt' ... 'Come over here and hold your son's hands' I knelt before him, held his hands, and looked into his face ... 'Are you OK son?' 'Oh VERY much so Daddy. I am so happy to be your loyal loving son, and a worthless fuck-whore at the same time' I kissed him gently on his lips. I looked up, and Uncle Dick was removing Stan's Gas Mask! He looked right at me, with his glazed eyes, sunken gaunt yellow face, and gave me a look of pure evil hate. The look was for my son, being communicated via me. 'Right Stan, don't hold back, fuck him and breed the nasty fucking poz pig'

So for many years now I have been reading these stories. Truth be told they never fail with getting me to cum. I love the idea of a guy getting tweaked to the point that he just gives up all inhibitions and just takes all the cum and cock which is offered. Anywho I figure that I would tell my story of how I got pozzed. I had just started my first year of college I was 19 and I was still full of homrmones. Just so you know I am a bear about 5-6 190 brown hair green eyes and very vers. But one day I was cruising on adam4adam and I ran across this guy. He was mid 40s very built at 5-9 170 washboard abs and just made me weak in the knees. So after some chatting I ended up taking a bus to his house I knocked on the door and he let me in. We started talking and before I knew it he was offering me a shot of some really cheap liquor. It was super bitter and I remember that after I took it I just felt very relaxed. Next thing I knew he was offering me a bowl. This was also really good pot and had me high as hell. I remember that we started to shotgun back and forth. He then locked his lips with mone and we started to make out like nothing else. His lips were soft and just felt amazing against my own. He took my shirt off and asked me what all I was wanting to do. I said anything that felt right. He then looked at me as he ran his hand through the fir on my chest and then grabbed it and pulled tight and he then kissed me again as he started to kiss my ear and then whispered to me that he was going to change me that night. I don’t know why but I felt that the whole world just stopped and I knew that I would be a different person after that night. It felt right and it felt that it was my time. I wasn’t totally sure what was going on but I just felt every fiber in my being say yes. He then covered my mouth with a really cold wet rag and told me to inhale. I did and I felt the world start to spin and he was kissing me again as he started to grab for my belt. He un did the buckle and then looked at me and asked me to take his shirt off. The body which was before me was glorious. He was built and was just a flat out amazingly handsome man. I started to come out of the fog and I asked what that stuff was. He said poppers and then showed me how it came in a bottle and a can. He then opened the bottle and showed me hwo to hit it. I did and just wanted to feel him in me with this extreme desire to get fucked. He then stopped and asked me if I like x. I had never taken x before and told him that. So at this point I have to admit that I was definatly not in a right state of mind. We stopped and started soking some more pot and this time it was not the same kind of buzz that you usually get when you are slowly starting to get stoned. This time it was had a more intese tingly body buzz. The x was kicking in too and then he said to me that the pot has some T in it. I had never used T before but I was kind of liking it. The next thing I knew I was locked with his lips again and was removing my pants and felt his finger at my hole. I felt a burn in my ass and then I felt a unholy desire to be used. Next thing I knew my legs were up in the air with my ass spread open. I felt his mouth on my hole and his tounge probing into me. It felt so amazing to feel my hole being lapped at like that. I then felt another burn and then he licked my hole more this time my hole was grabbing at his tounge and pulling on it. He said to me that it felt hot with how my hole was pulling at his tounge. He then told me how he was shoving shards up meth up my ass. I thought it was an amazing experience so far. He then pulled away from me while my body was screaming to be fucked. He then looked into my eyes and told me that he was poz and that he wanted to make me like him. I freaked out for a moment, looked at him, and was shocked yet my body was betraying me. Now I have never been a chaser let alone a barebacker but at this point it suddenly felt that this was the right thing to do. I felt that I was meant to let this guy charge me up. And then at that point I looked back into his eyes and kissed him. He then asked me if I was sure and I said yes. At that point he told me to hold still and wrapped a tourniquet around my arm and then swabbed my arm sterile and the stuck me with a needle and said prepare. I remember that when he removed the tourniquet I felt this warm rush up my arm and into my chest. I felt that my heart was about to beat out of my chest and that I couldn’t breath. I coughed and then I felt something in me that I was not prepared for his 9 inch cock. I felt that I was having an anal orgasm as he pounded away at my ass. He looked at me and then gave me some more max. I started to scream to make me poz. About an hour later we were still ficking and then he looked at me and said that he had a high viral load and that he was about to cum. I said please seed me and knock me up.

I'll love this tread and check in on from time to time. It's searches well on google by the way. Here's my story and I don't like labels labels and I don't judge anybody. I identify as straight in my everyday life. I am happily married and love the female form. I have everything I've ever wanted.. Family, love, education, money and a success business! By choice, I have no male friends. No hangout buddies, no fishing or hunting buddies, etc. I think because Its too much work and never understood the value. So no men who i hang with outside of my work professional life. However, I have a deep, dark secret i hope to take to my grave one day . I have an alter-ego split personality of sorts. I love to lay naked in bed and talk about life with other men in the middle of the night. I've been meeting men for over 30 years online and going to all the places men go to do gay sex things like Adult theaters, xxx booths, gay clubs, parks and of course motels. Problem is I am not attracted to men or cock at all. I don't like hairy, muscular and especially don't care for hard cock, balls or cum. Seriously. I have learned to enjoy getting my cock sucked and fucking a wanting bottom boy ass - the more sub and fem the better. Yes, I do chase Trannys. With the use of a secret identity and profile I have an entire alternate persona I not only now acknowledge but respond to automatically. And that profile has close to 1000 actual contacts I have met and fucked. Over the years I have slowed down and found good clarity on the matter, now approaching 50 I am only interested in meeting smooth, sub TRUE BOTTOMS with TINY SOFT DICKS. There is a certain type of guy I alway pursue who I think is the ultimate bottom who has managed to mentally hard wire the nerve ending of ass to to his clit-lete resulting VERY HOT SEX, but to me nothing feels gay here (SORRY LOL - PLS NO HATERS). To see his tiny dick jiggling and leaking and his face as i thrust and pound is just a HUGE PART OF MY SEX LIFE NOW . So much so that i can't go for too long without it and sometimes fantasize about it when it makes no sense to. So to answer the question , YES A BOTTOM'S SIZE MATTERS TO SOME TOPS. Small and soft is sexy as hell and what I seek out exclusively in guys.

Went to my family xmas party last night. All the usual relatives, cept I met my niece's new bf. He's 26, short, beefy, and has a long red beard. I was hard most of the night just looking at this fine redneck fella. Now my whole family knows I'm gay so that's a non issue. About ten pm, the beer is getting low, so I offer to go get some, mainly so I can enjoy my pipe without having to stand outside for 30 minutes. Anyways, Mike (the red beard) says he'll ride along as well to help, and off we go. I'm driving and smoking my pipe, and Mike is chatting non-stop and asking me all about my pipe smoking. I'm buzzed and since he knows I'm gay I'm comfortable telling him I really love smoking my pipe when I'm getting head. He laughs a bit, so I say I was just being honest, and proceed to really smoke up the cabin of my truck. He says again how much he's enjoying the smell of my pipe, and I reach over and stroke his beard a couple times, telling him it's impressive. He lets me stroke it a bit, sighs and grows really quiet. Sexual tension goes thru the roof. I ask him if he'd like for me to pull over for a few minutes, and he nods yes. I drive into a parking lot of an abandoned gas station, unbuckle my seat belt, and pull out my cock, stroking it a bit and waving it at him. I place my hand on his neck and guide him down to my cock, and he began sucking me like an old pro. I just lay back, guiding his head up and down, telling him to suck daddy's cock. I nut within three minutes, sending my three day load down his throat, and he swallowed every drop. He keeps sucking and licking til I'm soft, and finally I tell him good job, now let's get that beer. On way back to house, I get his phone number, and told him I wanted more from him if he is interested. He said absolutely, and he also wants me to show him how to smoke a pipe. I laughed and said its a deal.

by the time I was 17 I knew that I would never be able to please females or males. I will never forget the humiliation of my first time with a female at 16, we were both virgins and after the obligatory 6 months of dating we went all the way. She was very kind, but of course my 4.25 inch penis slipped right inside her moist pussy. About half way through she whispered "I don't think it's in". Buried as deep as I could go, I knew my inexperienced lover would never be pleased. Then the awkward times afterwards (we had prepared sheets for the blood) and nothing but a wet spot of my cum that had leaked out of her. So I went into her parents bathroom and got a hair brush, parted her legs and inserted it, gently and smoothly entering in and out as she played with her clit. After possibly 30 seconds of gentle stroking blood engulfed the hair brush in a cum and blood mixture. I finished her to orgasm knowing that a small hairbrush had provided my young lover with more pleasure than I ever could. She was sweet and kind but I lost all interest in women sexually after that knowing that I couldn't please them. My next experience was @ 18 at an adult bookstore. The other guy put his ass to the big opening in the wall.. I slid into him easy and within 30 seconds busted my nut. As I went to pull up my pants he turned with his face into the hole and said "don't tease me bro.. Fuck my ass". He had no idea I already had. So I took a different path. I grew into a masculine man of 6"3 225lbs. I take good care of myself. Being a bottom bitch is a full time job to me. I keep myself in shape, tanned, shaved, to look my best for my tops. I arrange my diet, my bowel movements and my enemas into daily practice so that I can be the best bottom I can be. I can and do normally fully orgasm without an erection, or penile stimulation while being fucked. I have come to feel like I am gentically blessed. I have a very tight nutsack with very small balls and my cock hides like a scared turtle during play only exposing with I would consider a large clit. I only refer to my sexual organs as a clit, and my hole as a cunt. Perhaps because of my physical size I have never ran into a top with less than 5 but I have enjoyed being fucked by many a man from the 5 to 6.5 range and enjoyed each of them. I come to terms with the fact that I am not a sexually alpha male a long time ago. Quite simply it's my job to bring them pleasure in what ever way they choose to utilize my body or orfices. To me there is nothing more sexually fulfilling than a straight married craigslist man that isn't getting laid at home and is only average in looks and size limiting his options with a heterosexual affair. Rarely do they actually touch my clit, they are far more likely in my experience to suck a fully enveloped nipple. The pride in their faces when they see my clit shoot cum as they fuck me, and feel my ass muscles tighten around their cocks as I orgasm. Of course everyone likes something different. That's why I always have a bottle of poppers in viewable distance, if they ask me to take a hit they are usually an experienced fucker that wants a nice wet open hole, if they don't I assume they want me tight and I remain totally focused on messaging their cocks with my cunt muscles. When I have been in bathhouses I always keep myself totally exposed. Given my physical size I think it's imparitive because one could easily assume I'm a top. I do the same at public beaches of parks. I leave nothing to the imagination that I could be the top they are looking for. I have enjoyed hundreds of tops over the last 20 years and only a handful were bad experiences (usually caused by an over zealous top trying to fist my cunt that has no desire to be fisted, or incredible long nails). I never converted poz and was never worried about it, possibly the luckiest dude in Houston. So two years ago I went on prep mostly because I really really enjoy being with married men and despite their poor choices I don't want to punish their wife and kids... There is no feeling greater than a married man impregnating my cunt and the way they behave after they have butted deep inside my pussy. If I don't orgasm through anal sex I never ever sexually stimulate myself in front of a top. My role is exclusively to please him. It's that simple. If he plays with my clit or sucks it, it still remains flaccid and hidden. Sure it feels good, but they usually move on after a couple of minutes and if they don't I will orgasm that way right into there mouth even though I am still flaccid. I assume that's what they wanted if they won't leave it alone but unless there is very ruff nipple play I have never gotten an erection. When it has happened there is shame that overcomes me like a kid bringing home an "f" in PE lol. I'm not impotent but as a good bottom I know my restrictions. I go to the gym to work out, not for sex. Testosterone is flowing like crazy after a daily workout. I use the private showers and stroke my hard clit to orgasm. On the rare occasion it has become a cruise situation I still do the same. A 4.25 inch hard clit is attractive to no one and only a distraction to an alpha male. I am bata male simple as that, born and bread to please other men. I have only been in one monogamous relationship and it lasted about 8 months. He never saw my clit hard. I got up at 4:30 every morning and had a bowel movement and enema knowing he would be up at 5:30. If he wanted or needed to be pleasured it was my role to do so. Bottom line is, to be a good bottom is a bunch of damn work but worth it in the end (pun intended). I guess my point is that I find conflict with the size matters post. If you are over 5.5 and you feel alpha my hole is willing and ready to make you feel good. It's not my job to criticize something you can't control. I have one job--- to bring a warm clean fertile cunt to you when needed.

Part 7 “Put those shorts on bitch, we’re far from done.” I felt sort of sorry for the kid, but remembering him choking me with his stinking cock and threatening to knock my teeth out eased my sympathy. I looked at the time and saw it was almost 1:00 and realized, looking at the scrap of paper in my hand that in 16 hours I had taken a total of 90 loads in my ass and at least one down my throat. Almost 6 an hour, 1 almost every 10 minutes. In a deep, dark area of my mind, I heard what sounded like my voice say, “More.” What the hell? I realized too late that I had missed my science class and, “FUCK” I muttered aloud, getting the attention of those around me. I realized I had missed our midterm. I ran to my professor’s office and knocked on the door. “Come in,” I heard Professor James say from his office. I opened the door and found him sitting behind his desk, the stack of midterms from my class on his desk. I started to say something, only now realizing how sore my throat was from the bitch (I was already starting to forget his name.) “Hi professor, can I talk to you for a few minutes?” “Sure, Mr. Collins. Sit down, but I’m going to tell you now, the answer is no you cannot,” he said with a stern smile on his face. “I am so sorry Professor, I was really sick this morning and could not get out of bed. I’m fucked if I can’t get this test.” “That language, and that pathetic attempt at lying, insult me Mr. Collins. If there’s nothing more you have to say that might change my mind, you can get up and leave.” “I’m sorry professor, I’ve just been through a lot recently and my mind is a little messed up right now. Is there any way to earn some of the points from the test?” “You know Mr. Collins, you seem like a semi-intelligent young man, plus I understand you’re the Captain of the baseball team here on campus, so you must be pretty talented on the field,” he cocked his head slightly after I flinched at the mention of the baseball team. He continued, “I’m not quite sure why you missed the test, or what is you’re going through. However, while I do feel some empathy for you, it does not seem like there’s enough information to decide what I should do.” “Information? What kind of information?” “Perhaps the truth, to start, about why you missed my class and why you deserve special treatment?” “Well, like I said, I’ve been going through some stuff recently…” The professor stopped me with a wave of his hand, “Joey, isn’t it? I frankly don’t care about you alluding to going through stuff. We all go through stuff. But we can’t expect the world to cater to us when it gets hard. So unless you have something else to say, or offer to me, then I have a large stack of midterms from students who actually are responsible enough to show up for class.” I stood up and turned to leave and could feel his eyes on the back of my head. Something hit me slowly and I turned back around. “What do you mean offer you?” He stared back at me and simply said, “I’m not sure what you mean.” “You said if I have nothing else to offer you.” He looked at me coldly and said, “Don’t read anything into that Mr. Collins. I only meant proof of why I should give you a special favor.” I set my backpack down on the floor next to his desk and he just watched me, not saying or doing anything. “What do you want professor? What’s it going to cost me?” Professor curled his lips into a smirk and said, “How dare you, get the hell out of my office.” I took my shirt off and the smirk turned into a frown. “What the hell are you doing? Leave now, or I’m calling security.” I walked to the door and locked it, unbuttoning my pants as I walked back. He picked up the phone and dialed, I unzipped and pushed the pants down. His eyes dropped to my jockstrap and became glued. He froze, mid-dial and put the phone down. The smile turned to a snarl. “You pathetic faggot, you thinking stripping for me will make me change my mind?” I stepped out of my pants and turned around, showing him my ass. “What grade do you expect to get on your midterm, boy?” I turned my head and looked at him, “At least an 80.” Professor cocked his head, “Let’s see. You want 80 points, I think you’re gonna have to work hard to earn that. I’m thinking 5 points a fuck should be some good work for you.” “5? You…yes, Professor. 5 points a fuck.” “Bend over the desk and lift a knee onto it. Show me this cunt of yours that you think is so special.” I assumed the position he ordered and felt a thumb press onto it. “Tight, just like I like it. When was your last fuck boy?” “30 minutes ago, I think.” “You little slut, that’s why you missed your test.” The thumb jammed in my ass and I yelped in pain. “You didn’t show up for class because you were getting fucked?” “Yes, professor.” The thumb was removed and replaced by two fingers, stretching me open and leading to a groan of pain. “Was it your boyfriend? Another guy on the baseball team?” “I…I don’t know who it was.” “You what? How do you not know who fucked you?” A third finger slowly slid in. “It was a, a, gangbang professor. I got fucked by a bunch of guys in the bathroom, only saw two of them.” “You are so fucking slutty. Spreading your ass for anyone?” I looked at the door and said nothing. My head was pulled back, “I asked you a question.” “Yes, professor.” The fingers were ripped from my ass and I felt a small cock head push in. The dick had to be maybe 4, possibly 5 inches long at most, and very small around.” In less then 5 minutes I was putting my pants back on, feeling the professor’s cum leak out a little from my ass. The professor handed me a blank test and said, “Bring this back tomorrow during office hours. We’ll get you your 80 points. Get out.” I turned and walked out

He looked me up and down, and licked his lips. "So, you still looking for some cock, bud?" He dropped himself into the reclining chair in my living room and grinned at me. I was a little shocked. I'd never been faced with a guy bigger than me, never realized that with this one I wasn't going to choose to have what he gave, but that he could take it whether I liked it or not. I nodded, and stammered a bit as I said "Yeah, I dropped a little molly and now 'm feeling like some fun." I laughed a little self consciously, "what can I say, molly makes me slutty". He looked at me silently for a few seconds, and then said, abruptly, "C,mere then, slutty, and show me why I should stick around...", He leaned back in the recliner, reached down and undid his belt, opened his fly, and slipped his jeans down. I gasped as his cock sprang out. It was bigger than it looked in the pics. Thicker too, an upward curving, thick prow of a thing, it was as big as long as my wife's forearm, and thicker than her wrist. It bobbed a bit as he pushed his pants down a little further. I took a step towards him, and dropped to my knees. Leaning forward, I felt his hands on the back of my head as I opened my mouth. He pulled me in as I opened wide, and the head slipped between my lips as he twisted his hands to angle my throat. Expertly rolling his hips, he was at my tonsils before I could blink. I would have gasped, but there was no way air was getting in or out of my lungs until he let go. I blinked, he pushed again. I gagged, he pushed harder, and suddenly he was past and his flat belly was against my nose. Ten inches of cock was literally filling my throat, his hands holding me in position, and I heard him groan distantly as he pulsed. Suddenly I realized what was happening. He had taken my throat in the first ten seconds, and now that pulsing was a load. He was cumming already, straight into my belly. Fuck. So much for my plans. Bitterly I began to pull back from his cock, when his hands clenched and he pulled me back down. His fingers dug into my jaw as I began to struggle, starting to feel the need to breathe. I pulled back harder, to no avail. I grunted, unable to complain, and tried to pull away. My heart was pounding, my lungs aching, I needed air! I began to struggle, to thrash around, but he had me securely. His fingers locked in my jaw, I couldn't even bite down, and as blackness began to close in from the edges my vision I realized two things. First, that I was about to black out, choked out by cock. Secondly, that I was myself as hard as rock...

I've been called a faggot by so many tops in my past, that it just immediately turns me on. I wanted to share with you guys some of the things others have shared with me... many have explained to me why I am naturally a faggot, and how that's my purpose in life... and honestly sometimes it really makes more sense than I probably should let it make... Anyway. It's gonna be lengthy, but here's the first time a man called me a faggot, and what he told me. When I said that I dig having skinny faggot pussy wrapped around my Rod, you said it made you all horny. That shows that you are a faggot by nature. From a young age, you have been aching for Male Cock in both your mouth and pussy. It's a mental obsession you cannot shake. It's actually a NEED mother nature has given you. Whenever you see a nice Male Cock, you lose control of yourself and become overwhelmed with lust. When you needed to make photos for your profile, you chose to create photos with your pussy spread. That is natural. The faggot has an organic desire to spread its pussy for Males. When in the presence of a Male, you want to spread your pussy, and it may even spread involuntarily. That is natural for the faggot. From the photos, you also have wide hips. Your hips flare from your waist like a girl's. It gives your ass and pussy a very female look. That is also natural. All faggots have a feminine type of ass and cunt. In the one photo in which you are on your knees, it is almost hard to tell if it might be a male or female. That is good; that is natural. And in that same photo, one can see that your pussy is spread very seductively. It is clearly beckoning a Male to come and enter it. It is ACHING for a Male to take it. That is again natural and proper for the faggot. An actual MALE has no desire to be penetrated by Male Cock in any way nor lusts after Male Cock. He has no reaction when he sees a Male Cock. He would rather not see it, and that is why he keeps his faggot slave in chastity. A Male's dormant male aggression and lust is aroused by the sight of spread pussy and he enjoys entering both girl and faggot mouth and pussy. His lust is not a NEED like the faggot's. The faggot cannot live without Male Cock. But the Male--although he may enjoy pussy and mouth--can take them or leave them at will. He has self-control, which the faggot does not. The faggot NEEDS the Man, but the Man does not need the faggot. So because the faggot NEEDS the Male, but the Male does not need the faggot, and because the Male has self-control and the faggot does not, the Male can easily rule and control the faggot. And this is also why keeping the faggot in orgasm denial and Male Cock denial is the way that the Male obtains full control over the faggot. It is easy to obtain control over the faggot by this method. Faggot's sexual energy under control = faggot under control. The Male can easily get the faggot to do or change or correct or improve anything; can train the faggot up in ANYTHING, simply by denying the faggot orgasm and denying the faggot Male Cock. When a Male sees your spread pussy photo, he wants to take your pussy aggressively. If you see an image of Male Ass, you will want to worship it by kissing and licking. Distinction between the Male and faggot. This explanation turned me on like nothing had ever before... I didn't even know where to begin. I thought I'd share it with you guys, mostly to hear your thoughts. Agreements, disagreements? Is this just a horny top's ploy to get me to be his fuck toy? I would've done that anyway, you know?