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"And I need that dick in me" Chris said as he laid on his back on the sand and pulled his legs back. PJ laughed and kneeled down between Chris's legs. "You need this or want this?" PJ asked. Chris nodded and moaned out "Both." PJ lined his cock up and thrust into Chris's hole. Chris screamed out as the cock and some sand rammed into his hole. PJ laughed, saying "Yeah, I'm gonna destroy that hole." He slowly pulled back, feeling the sand grind against his cock and Chris's hole before slamming in again. Chris screamed out again, realizing why everyone had been fucking doggy style - less chance of sand getting where it shouldn't be. PJ slowly began to pump his cock in, staring into Chris's eyes. PJ drilled harder and harder until he was pounding Chris's hole. Chris looked around and saw Colin, Danny, Steve and Andy standing around watching him being fucked like the slut he had become. They each had their cocks in their hands, stroking hard and cheering PJ on, except for Colin. Colin had a pained look on his face and was groaning as his cock filled the cage. Chris looked up, staring first at PJ's face and then his body. There were many days that he dreamed of being in this position, under PJ's strong body and his dick plowing into him but now it was happening for the... what was it... the fifth time this week. PJ was fucking him like in most of his fantasies. Now was the time to ask... to confirm his thoughts. He let the fuck go on longer until PJ got closer to orgasm. He looked up at PJ and Chris asked loud enough for everyone around to hear "You guys are poz, aren't you?" PJ slammed his cock in a few more times and leaned in face to face. "Oh yeah. Toxic as fuck and you will be too" he said as he began to shoot.

Part 3 - Departing With Style and Sophistication Luca woke and pulled the duvet up around him snuggling in the luxurious bedding of the Four Seasons New York, his feet ached from so much walking and sightseeing. The past three days they had covered the whole of Manhattan island visiting all the hotspots on the must see list. He ran a hot bath and climbed in letting his feet soak a while, thankful that at least he now had seven days of relaxing coming up. Deciding he would get a good book from the library on board and find a quiet part of the ship. Luca finished drying himself and walked back in to the bedroom getting dressed for breakfast, he wandered over to the window and smiled at the view. His room looked out to Upper Bay and Brooklyn, immediately he saw the imposing site of the ship berthed at Brooklyn. The unmistakable red funnel, white and dark blue hull stood out against the grey coloured buildings surrounding the area. This was going to be his first time on Queen of the Seas, having travelled on Princess of the Seas many times growing up. The Queen was much larger and specifically built for transatlantic runs between New York and Southampton. Retaining the elegance of the golden era of transatlantic travel by sea. Luca picked up his key card and left the room to join his parents in the restaurant, greeting them he sat down ordering coffee, cereal and fruit. "What time are we leaving?" Luca asked his parents after having a sip of coffee. Gio looked up "Dranuc are sending a car to pick us up at 11.30 and we sail at 5pm" he replied. Luca looked surprised "A car?" he questioned "they have never sent a car before" he remarked to his father. "We have adjoining duplex suites, apparently that is what they do on this type of journey" Gio said smiling. Luca nodded "Are they different from the Penthouse suites we normally have?" he asked nibbling on his muesli. Sarah chuckled "These have two floors on the aft end overlooking the Duchess Grill terrace" she replied. Luca liked the idea since it sounded like he would have a private quiet area in his own suite to chill out in. Finishing breakfast it was already 10.30am and Luca went back to his room and finished packing. He was downstairs in the lobby at 11.15 waiting for his parents who arrived shortly after. The car arrived promptly and they departed the hotel setting off towards Brooklyn Cruise terminal across the bay. The first taxi arrived just before midday at the terminal, Liam and Oliver stepped out and paid the driver. The porters came over to collect their luggage and take it away for screening and loading on to the ship. Behind their taxi a limousine pulled up and two of the bell hops from the ship dressed in their red jackets, black trousers and red pill box hat immediately approached and opened the doors for the occupants. Hearing their names Oliver and Liam looked in the opposite direction and saw James and Brad exiting from a taxi that had pulled up in front of theirs. They watched Brad trying to get organised which was turning in to a comedy show unsure which bag to carry and which to give to the porters. Sometimes Oliver wondered how hard it was for people to get out a taxi with their hand luggage and travel documents to hand. It was Liam who nudged Oliver and said he was not going to be in the security queue behind Brad. Oliver agreed saying how Brad was one of those that had to go through three or four times as he was so disorganised. The both looked at each other and laughed, it was what made Brad so likeable though. Oliver turned his focus back to the limousine seeing an attractive looking woman in her 40's exit followed by a tall dark very masculine looking Italian gentleman also in his 40's. They both looked at each other nodding to signify they would definitely do him. Liam said they probably had brats in the car as well. Sure enough the woman turned talking to the occupant of the car as they began to exit. Luca was getting his passport out when his mother Sarah called for him to hurry up. Shuffling over the seat and grabbing his ruck sack he climbed out of the limo. "Holy shit" Liam quietly explained almost dying from love. Oliver looked quietly for a moment "Wow" he replied completely stunned "how old do you reckon?" he asked unable to take his eyes off Luca. "Old enough I bet" Liam replied looking at Oliver then chuckling "You are already planning your wedding". Oliver play punched Liam "Fuck off" he said laughing as James and Brad approached them. Oliver couldn't stop looking at the incredibly sexy looking guy. Brad made a quiet woof sound spotting Luca walking with what obviously were his parents. The family walked in to the terminal building ahead of them whilst they debated if he was gay. Inside the terminal building they were directed to priority check-in, both parties taking separate queues. Luca and his parents went straight to the front and started the check-in formalities. The terminal was noisy with hundreds of passengers waiting to check-in. Only the priority queues were being processed, Luca looked across the queues and instantly his eyes clocked the guy who was looking directly at him. Luca pretended he was just glancing and looked in several different directions, hoping to give the impression that he hadn't noticed the guy looking at him. Returning his focus to the check-in agent he afforded himself a little smirk, so gay he thought to himself. The bell hops stood to the side engaging in conversation with the family. Liam prodded Oliver in the side 'check-in' he said and the four of them moved to a desk 3 down from where the family stood. Luca looked over and this time caught Brad's eye, he now guessed that the four of them must be gay and travelling with their partners. It wasn't the first time Luca noticed gay couples travelling on Dranuc Line. Luca looked back at the desk to have his photo taken, god how he longed to be able to travel like that with a partner by his side. Taking his passport from the check-in agent the bell hops escorted Luca and his parents through the terminal. Passing the guys Luca took one last sneaky glance and again clocked eyes with Oliver who had finished his check-in and now discreetly watched Luca. His gaze returned forward as they cleared security and boarded the ship. Their butler Ramon was waiting at the gangway just after they scanned their cards marking them on board, Ramon accompanied them with the bell hops to their suites. Again they were waiting for Brad to finish check-in fumbling around with his passport, they headed to security with Liam and Oliver giggling having got in front of Brad. To their surprise Brad got through security on the first pass of the detector. Proceeding on board unaided until they reached the gangway where Glen the butler stood in the lobby, noticing the yellow priority card being carried by Liam he immediately went over and escorted them to the royal suites. Luca shuffled around the suite watching Ramon the butler unpacking his belongings. Ramon was in his mid twenties, the same height as Luca and he seemed to be packing a very tight muscular body. It was hard to tell through his butler jacket but his body really did look firm and looked after. Ramon was Filipino with black hair and brown eyes, making conversation with Luca unpacking the suitcase asking where he wanted things stored. Luca could have sworn he spotted tattoos on the arms when Ramon reached up to hang his dinner jacket. Luca enchanted by the sweet nature of him shook his head, he stood up and went through the interconnecting door to his parents suite. Ramon had already unpacked his parents cases and poured them a glass of champagne, Ramon appeared and poured a glass for Luca then returned to his duties smiling at Luca on his way out. Luca had a quick look around the duplex that was very similar to his, the lounge, dining area, guest bathroom and butler pantry were all downstairs then a sweeping staircase led to the upper level with the bedroom, main bathroom and dressing room. Just like his suite there was a treadmill for working out that overlooked the expansive windows to the terraces and aft end of the ship. Luca walked back down the staircase to join his parents. Sarah looked up "Okay darling?" she asked putting her glass down on the table. "Yes fine. Just looking forward to relaxing" Luca replied sitting next to her. "Have you heard from Mark?" his mother asked "Is he definitely coming out to Tuscany?". Luca smiled and nodded "Yes, he messaged me yesterday, his flight is booked for the 28th July" he replied. Sarah patted his leg "Good, I will let Rosita know we have a guest for a few weeks". In truth Luca was looking forward more to Tuscany, it had always been a happy place to go when growing up and it was where he learnt Italian over the years. Gio was keen Luca could should speak Italian instead of German or French. He was okay with the language but not fluent by any means. Ramon appeared and apologised for interrupting and informing them that lunch was available in the Duchess Grill. Deciding to forego a big lunch they requested a light pasta lunch in their suite. Luca left his suite exploring the ship, starting from the grand lobby he wandered through the public rooms. Working his way up he came across the library and choose a book that would keep him occupied for the next seven days. Reading the back cover he noticed a set of eyes watching him through the bookshelf briefly before moving along. He continued reading the back cover, his mind elsewhere wondering if was going to get the time to read or was there to be many distractions on board. From what he had seen so far wandering around he decided to take the book. So far he had come across mostly older men with their wives and children, giving his suite number to the librarian he walked out and took a stroll around the deck. After emergency drills were complete Luca and his parents proceeded to the outside aft deck. They joined the throng of passengers mingling and talking making new friends and holding champagne. Dead on 5pm the ships horn blasted three times and Queen of Seas slipped her moorings, the bow thrusters kicked in pushing her away from the berth at Brooklyn. Slowly at first the view of Brooklyn and Lower Manhattan began to fall behind them. Everybody seemed in high spirits and taking photographs of the Manhattan skyline and Statue of Liberty. High from life passengers were talking loudly, Luca spotted the four guys who were laughing and chatting with what looked like two more gay couples. Luca looked up to the sky as the first cooling breeze of sea air ran across his face providing a nice relief from the stifling heat of the city. He couldn't help but study and watch everything Luca did, Oliver was fast finding him an obsession. Oliver's distraction did not go unnoticed by Brad and Liam. Sadly Luca only stayed on deck for 20 minutes then headed back to his suite. Taking his shirt off he opened the balcony doors, being one deck up it actually gave him a better view of New York. Liam nudged Oliver and nodded in the direction of the aft suites. Oliver got his phone out and zoomed the camera in taking a nice shot of Luca half naked gazing away at the distant views. Showered and dressed Luca sat in his parents suite, Ramon appeared with canapes and poured them a glass of champagne. Looking out the windows the New York skyline was getting smaller, his thoughts interrupted by Ramon handing him his glass. Ramon remarked how that sight never get tiring, he looked at Luca and smiled a bid him a good evening then left. Walking to the Duchess Grill restaurant just before 8pm for dinner, Luca opened his eyes in amazement at the gold, red and grey colour scheme of the restaurant. Reserved only for suite guests it had an opulent décor with oversized chairs, the Maître D' escorted them to their table. Situated in a section of the restaurant with only two other tables, one occupied by an American couple, the other set up for four persons but yet unoccupied. Luca sat facing inwards so he could see the rest of the restaurant from his position, the round table was large enough to seat six comfortably so the three of them had plenty of room. Luca busied himself reading through the menu trying to decide what to have for dinner. Oliver greeted the Maître D' who escorted the four of them over to their table. Immediately Oliver smiled hoping their direction was the table next to the cute guy, he didn't need to hope. The Maître D' and waiters came over pulling the chairs out, Oliver took a seat facing directly towards Luca. Brad passed Oliver and muttered 'so obvious' then chuckled taking his seat. The four of them said good evening to Luca's parents. They responded and Luca looked up from the menu starring straight at Oliver, almost sure his face went bright red feeling flushed. Great he muttered under his breath returning to his menu. "Luca, manners!" his father exclaimed. Luca looked up at the four sitting opposite him "Sorry father, good evening" he politely said. Annoyingly his parents started engaging in conversation with the guys. Luca listened to them talking, his eyes though were focused on Brad who he had not noticed before now. Strange how he thought of Mark, there was a striking resemblance between them both in looks and mannerisms. The conversation paused to order dinner then quickly resumed with James taking the lead. The conversation flitted between how many voyages and where to and proper introductions were made. It mostly went around the usual topics that Luca had been through so many times on board a ship when meeting new people. It didn't take Luca to focus back to Oliver who kept taking secret glances at him, Luca found it amusing and didn't mind at all since this Oliver guy was actually pretty attractive. "So is this a business trip or a holiday?" James asked Gio. Gio smiled "Pleasure trip for Luca, he has just graduated from university" he said proudly. "Congratulations Luca" James said which was echoed by the other three men. "We must have a drink together sometime and toast your success" Oliver chipped in. Half expecting dinner to be uncomfortable he was pleasantly surprised that once food was served the fleeting glances from Oliver stopped. Instead it was his turn to study the four men carefully, convinced they were definitely gay he was actually warming to them the more they spoke. After dinner Luca's parents were heading off to the Duchess Room to listen to the live band, Luca decided to head back to his suite and retrieve the book then find somewhere out of the way to sit and read for a while. Politely he said good night to the guys and went on his way. Brad turned to Oliver "$100 whoever nails him" he said quietly smirking. Liam nearly choked on his water "Don't be silly, $1k at least. You see how hot he is" he replied chuckling. Brad put his hand out towards Liam and James knocked it out of the way "$5,000 if I stealth him" he intervened. Liam shook his head "No, how about $10k who ever gets him in bed without a rubber?" he suggested. Oliver laughed "You might as well pay me now" he said as they shook hands agreeing their wager. Brad sat back in his chair and smiled "Game on" he said picking up his glass of wine. "Considering there is little else worthy of our attention" Liam said quietly looking around "game on". James chuckled "Target acquired" he said agreeing "what if he is isn't gay?" he then asked. Liam laughed "I am sure if all else fails Brad will rape him" he said in a hushed tone. Brad smiled "Yeah, would love to feel him squirm and wriggle trying to escape me". "Enough" James said staring at the three "Fair game, no forcing and no drugging Brad" he said. "What do you mean?" Brad asked all innocently with puppy eyes. James rolled his eyes "I know you brought some on board in the eye drop bottle" he explained smiling. "Dam" Brad said smirking "I didn't think you noticed" he burst out laughing. Oliver put his napkin on the table "Just remember his parents are on board as well" he said warning them. Liam chuckled "And after the winner we all still get to breed him at least once". "Absolutely" James replied "not letting this cutie pass by without dipping in". Brad leaned forward "What is your plan of attack?" he asked the guys. Oliver stood up "That Brad I am not telling any of you" he said smiling watching the others stand up. Leaving the restaurant Oliver on one hand was already trying to formulate a plan to get the sexy young Luca in bed. On the other hand no one had ever made his head turn in this way before, doubting if what they done was a good idea Oliver left the guys who went to the theatre whilst he found the Balmoral lounge, a nice quiet bar.

Day 4, Part 3 Once Steve was out of the way, Billy added his seed, followed by Eric and then Danny. Just as PJ was approaching Chris, Ken yelled out "Incoming boater!" and the guys scurried to pull their shorts up and block the view of Chris tied down and naked on the cooler. Andy quickly untied Chris's hands and Chris rolled off, tugging his shorts up too. They waved at the group of three canoes as they passed the sandbar. Once they were clear, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and Ken told everyone to pack up the campsite. "We got four hours to get to the end. Should give us a couple stops and be there on time" Ken yelled out as they pushed the canoes back into the water. They paddled off and about two hours later one canoe peeled off to a small sandbar. Chris saw PJ waving him over. Turning the canoe to shore. Colin groused as Chris diverted the canoe and once again beached it. Chris tossed a beer to Colin and said "I'll be back soon." He followed PJ up to the middle of the sandbar and looked at him with a grin. Danny stood off to the side stroking his cock. Steve and Andy beached their canoe and joined the small group on the sand. PJ grinned back at Chris and said "I missed out earlier. Now it's time for you to pay up."

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Part 2: Tied Up As the sun rose so did my cock. After last night being bred with a poz load and lying next to my Gorgeous God I needed relief bad. I was hoping to get some pussy this morning but my God was having none of it. She had me clean myself out and then get a shower. My Gorgeous God made sure I smelled and looked clean. She then helped me out of the shower and dried me off. She led me back into the bedroom and lie on my stomach. She then secured my wrists and ankles to the bed. She then grabbed her phone and snapped several pictures of me being tied up. She then left the room as I laid in bed with a massive hardon. I guess it was maybe an hour later when she came back into the room with a guy I’d never seen before. He was tall with salt and pepper hair. Maybe mid 40’s to early 50’s. Nice build. Not muscular but not skinny either. My Gorgeous God told the gentleman to have fun and she then whispered in my ear that she was headed out for the day. She was going to leave the house unlocked so whoever messaged her would find me readily available. Also I was only going to be fucked by men who had HIV. She kissed me gently on the lips and then left. The gentleman then took his clothes off and I nearly fucking fainted. He had the biggest cock I’d ever seen. And damn it was thick. No doubt his cock would hurt. He was at least 12 inches and thick as a coke can. He made his way between my legs and started eating my ass. He was definitely an expert at eating ass because it wasn’t long before I came. He started fingering my ass after I came and slowly started opening me up. He found the lube on the dresser and slowly worked it inside of me. He definitely wasn’t in any hurry. After quite some time he managed to work four fingers inside my ass. He got me really used to his fingers and when I was completely relaxed he stuck his fist inside me. I yelped in pain but also my cock sprang back to life. He fisted my ass for at least 15 minutes. I had gotten so used to his fist and was totally lost in lust that I whimpered when he withdrew his fist. But I didn’t have to wait long. He lubed his cock up and slid in rather easily. He felt amazing. As he inches his huge cock up my ass I started moaning very loudly. Once he bottomed out after several minutes he just let his cock sit inside me until my ass was completely relaxed. Once my ass relaxed he started fucking me with just a couple of inches at first. This Daddy was definitely an expert fucker. Slowly he got my ass to take on the full length of his cock and he definitely used a lot of lube to help with his massive cock. Once he started giving me all of his cock something happened. I felt an orgasm building but it was coming from my ass. And then it hit. It was a totally different feeling and it felt like it wouldn’t stop. This Daddy was amazing. Having no control of my body and being fucked like this was heaven. This Daddy fucked me for a while. When he got ready to cum he started picking up the pace. He was really fucking me hard and I loved it. When he started cumming he had his cock buried in my ass. He was cumming deep inside my ass. I felt every drop he had. He must have cum for over a minute inside me. No doubt I was full of poz cum now. Once he finished he pulled out and grabbed his phone and took a picture. He showed me the picture and my ass was gaping big time. It looked hot with his cum oozing from my hole. He then sent the picture to my Gorgeous God to show her his work. She replied with OMG you ruined his hole for regular size cocks. I saw the reply and this Daddy just laughed and replied back Yes I Did. Before he got dressed he kissed me very passionately. He said I was the best fuck he’d ever had and I replied he definitely was the best I’d ever had. As he was walking out of the room there was another gentleman coming in. Unfortunately he saw my hole and decided he couldn’t fuck me because I was gaping too much and I wouldn’t even feel him. I desperately wanted another load in me so we devised a plan so I could receive his load as well but that’s another story.

I'm not certain what sources you researched, but you have received erroneous information. The US Centers for Disease Control says it takes temperatures over 140° F (60° C) to kill the norovirus: [think before following links] https://www.cdc.gov/vitalsigns/norovirus/index.html The CDC says it take 167° F (75° C) to kill the influenza virus: [think before following links] https://www.cdc.gov/flu/resource-center/images/multi-language-pdfs/contamination_cleaning_english_508.pdf It is unlikely the COVID-19 virus requires anything less. Steam sterilization, such as in an autoclave, occurs at 250-270° F (121-132° C): [think before following links] https://www.cdc.gov/infectioncontrol/guidelines/disinfection/sterilization/steam.html According to one large sauna/steam room manufacturer, steam rooms operate between temperatures of 110-114° F (43-46° C), well below the temperatures to kill viruses. One could make a case that a steam room's warmth and humidity are a perfect medium for bacteria and viruses. Saunas operate at a temperature range of 180-195°F (78-90°C). The CDC recommends 30-45 minutes exposure at 250-270° F (121-132° C) to kill pathogens, more than most people can handle in one sauna sitting. [think before following links] https://www.cedarbrooksauna.com/differences-between-saunas-and-steam-rooms.html

So I've slutted out my ass for countless hookups, been gangbanged by guys at bathhouses like club orlando and entourage, and knowingly taken a few poz loads for like 10 years. Been clean the entire time. One night at hawks and I got chlamydia, gonorrhea, herpes AND HIV. Insane amount of time at the doctor's, I'll try to post the rest soon. Was clean and neg before this night

Day 4, Part 2 Chris walked over, pushed his board shorts down and kneeled over the large plastic cooler. Ken was right in front of him and once he was down, tied his wrists together and then tied them to the handle on the end of the cooler. Walking behind him, Ken kicked Chris's feet apart and crouched down, spitting on his hole before shoving his now rigid cock in. Chris yelled out, not prepared for the sudden intrusion. Ken slowly pulled back and thrust in again, knocking the wind out of Chris. The pace picked up slowly and after a few minutes Ken was drilling Chris's hole. He leaned down and told Chris "As much as I like fuckin' n breeding these straight guys, doin' a good queer like you feels so much better." Chris looked around and the rest of the group was now standing around watching him get fucked. His cock was as hard as it could get inside the cage and while it hurt, he ignored it, wanting Ken's pounding to keep going. It only lasted a few more minutes and Ken shoved in hard and started to cum. Chris felt the cock throb inside him and then the warmth of the cum fill him up. He moaned loudly and said "Thank you, sir" as the last spurts shot out. Les was next and he fucked just as hard as Ken had. Other than a few grunts and growls Les didn't say anything until after his load was deposited. "Thanks, boy. That's one hot ass" he said as he pulled out and walked away. Steve kneeled down, dragging the tip of his cock in the cum that was oozing out of Chris's hole. He slowly pushed in and moaned as Chris flexed his hole around the shaft. Steve always leaked precum and this fuck was no different. With Chris massaging his cock with his ass, the pre was mixing with Les and Ken's juices. Steve may have been skeptical when PJ wanted to bring Chris on the trip, but he wasn't any more. Chris was working his cock so well that Steve really wasn't fucking too hard. He knew he had to shoot soon so that the other guys could add their seed to Chris's cunt. His hips rocked and he built up speed, willing his cock to shoot. Ropes of hot jizz pumped into Chris's ass, getting him even sloppier. Steve leaned over and told Chris quietly "I'm sure you're one of us now. Don't worry, we got your back."

There used to be a lot of them in the neighborhood, but not anymore so I've really stopped going out. There is a bar left in the East Village in Manhattan that is still notorious for its unadulterated back room fun. Last weekend I got really horny and the BF was out somewhere I decided I wanted some dick (many dicks, really) so I went to check it out. I forgot how much I love walking into a tightly packed, dimly lit, hot room of sweaty men all there for getting off. I'm a thin guy so I tend to get shoved around in a crowd. I've learned to just go with it, like crowd surfing. I love that feeling of being pushed around and groped with no real control. It was only a few minutes before hands had ripped my pants open and my cock was getting grabbed and my ass fingered. A few minuted more until I was forced down on my knees on the filthy floor and got the first dick in my mouth. I have no idea who. I know it was a big black dick. He came pretty fast in my mouth. I love how once you're down like that, they see you're willing to suck any cock. As soon as that first guy came I realized there were four more hard ones around me. I spent about 20 minutes sucking, swallowing another load in there out of the maybe 6 or 7 guys I sucked. At that point I got up of my knees, still sucking an Asian boy's dick, but presenting my ass. I've found that in a room like that, if I pull my pants down while I bend over to suck a dick, guys will start to play with my hole pretty quickly. When they realize I'm not stopping them, they usually start to finger me more aggressively which generally turns to fucking. I love not turning around to see who it is. Guys notice that and realize in just there for dick...any dick. Sure enough it only took about 5 minutes for me to feel the first cock head against my hole. I reached back to spread my ass and he was in me fast. He started fucking hard and that got the guy in my mouth turned on enough to cum. Then the guy in my ass shot inside, giving me enough cum-lube for the next. I dunno how many cocks I sucked that night, but three more guys did fuck me. I should go there more. I was still so horny the next night that I went to one of Manhattan's last bathhouses where I also hadn't been in years, but I'll tell that one later.

Note: This story is a work of fiction. I wanted to write a story that involved a married couple but there is no straight sex involved. Part 1: Coming Out I grew up in a fairly Christian home. Gay people were headed to hell as far as my family was concerned. As my teenage years came on I realized I was bisexual but didn’t dare tell my family. I played around with men when I turned 18 but maintained a girlfriend as well. Three days after turning 21 I was married. Not a great marriage because I needed something more. Sex was vanilla at best. Fast forward 11 years and the wife wants a divorce. Ok sort of heartbroken because of the kids but now maybe I could explore my bi side some more. I had a cousin(female) who for some reason I always held her on a pedestal. But because of her previous marriage I still had to maintain my alpha male image in my mind. The ex spread stories of me being gay and into she males as well. Unbeknownst to me my cousin wasn’t turned off by this. I played around with men and women for several years. One night while visiting my cousin at her work something inside of me changed. I was in love with my cousin. But I knew I still craved cock. One thing led to another and seven months later we were married. Sex was and still is great. But hiding the secret of being bi was causing me serious harm. The stress was literally killing me. So with her nudging I confessed everything. From that moment on things just got better. I always considered myself submissive so with her guidance I submitted to her. She is now my Gorgeous God and I am her Pet. One night she asked me my deepest darkest fantasy. I told her I wanted to be fucked and pozzed by a man with HIV. Instead of her being disgusted and repulsed she got this wicked grin on her face. Within a couple of minutes she was on the phone with a male friend of hers. An hour later he was at our front door. She greeted him and then had me undress him. He sat on the couch while I got between his legs and started sucking his cock. He was average length around 6 inches but thick. I had no trouble deep throating him. I gave him the best blowjob imaginable with my Gorgeous God looking on. Doing this in front of her turned me on completely. After about 15 minutes of me sucking his cock he bent me over the couch and rammed his cock up my ass. Thank my Gorgeous God for the butt plugs. I actually took him quite easily. He fucked me hard and fast and within a few minutes he shot a nice warm thick load up my ass. After he finished my Gorgeous God inserted a butt plug up my ass to keep his load inside me. He got dressed and left saying he’d love to do this again. After he left my Gorgeous God informed me that he indeed had HIV and that I would be taking his load regularly until I converted. She led me into the bedroom where we both crawled into bed and went to sleep. She did inform me that this particular weekend was going to be spent with me getting fucked by more men with HIV. I drifted off to sleep with a hard on and a grin.

Day 4, Part 5 Rope after rope of cum pumped into Chris's ass and Chris moaned loudly. PJ smiled, surprised that he didn't hear any protests from Chris. Once all of his cum was deep inside Chris's ass, he slowly pulled out and stared deep into Chris's eyes. Everyone looked down at the pair, knowing that Chris was now a willing convert to their group. "I want your first charged load" PJ said as he pulled his dick out of Chris's ass. "Who missed dropping his seed in Chris this morning?" Steve asked. Everyone looked around at each other until Andy said "Me." Andy kneeled down, dragging his cock in the sand and pressed it to Chris's hole. Their eyes connected, Andy grinning evilly as his cock thrust into Chris's bleeding hole. Chris screamed out as waves of pain ripped through his body. "Wreck and breed. That's what they told me a couple years ago. You might be my favorite one to do it to" Andy said to Chris, looking back at him. His cock thrust into Chris's hole harder and deeper until Chris's pain slowly vanished. Chris smiled back and told Andy "Breed me!" Andy thrusted in over and over, smiling back at Chris until he slammed in one more time, shooting ropes of viral cum into Chris. Once the last pulse shot out, Andy pulled his cock out and stood up, only saying "Thanks." Steve walked over and said "That's my boy" before patting Andy on the shoulder. Chris looked around and no one seemed to be moving in, so he dropped his legs back down to the ground. As soon as he did, Danny came up to Chris, giving his cock another stroke. "What's one more dirty load" Danny said, kneeling down, pushing Chris's legs back and stuffing his cock into Chris's ass. Danny prefered this position and looked into Chris's eyes as he plowed in, drilling Chris's ass for almost fifteen minutes. Pushing him back on his shoulders, the thrusts got more urgent and soon Danny was shooting his load into Chris's wrecked hole.

The name of the cruise line...clever

According to this article, gay men should avoid all sex with strangers until the Coronavirus has been contained. Sure, a subset of the gay community is always going to throw caution to the wind and keep on fucking like they normally do. However, "having unprotected sex with an infected person creates a high chance that it will cause you to become the virus’s next host." Some of you in this thread have already said that you will be more careful because you want to avoid exposing your friends, partner, family and colleagues to it. This article addresses barebacking in particular and the science behind virus transmission is explained by openly gay men. I walked away thinking that I am not prepared to stand before you guys and say: I will continue to engage in random anonymous sex with strangers during this outbreak even if: 1) it means I am at a higher risk of contracting the virus, 2) I could contract pneumonia (16% chance if infected), 3) I could sustain permanent lung damage, and 4) as the virus's host, I can live with infecting innocent people I care about. [think before following links] https://udatz.com/gay-sex-and-the-coronavirus/ Now excuse me while I go jerk off to memories of all those loads I have taken in the past.

I heard the door open as i bent over the couch naked, lubed and blindfolded. Waiting pariently in the darkness i hear a shirt come off, then a zipper and pants being dtopped on the floor. My cock was hard and dripping precome. A hand touched my ass and then slid along my crack to feel my cum filled ass. Involuntarily i moaned as he put a couple fingers into my ass and then bent over me to whisper close to my ear "I'm going to breed your ass, whore". I barely felt his cock against my hole before he pushed hard into me in one motion. He was thick and i gasped at the sudden pain. He just laughed and started fucking me hard and slapping my ass. Holding some poppers under my nose i took a long whiff as he asked me what i wanted. I told him to fuck me hard. He said he didn't hear me so i shouted loud to fuck my ass and use me. He pounded me hard and then i heard him grunt and his cock was riding my ass with a new slick load of cum. Without saying anything else he got dressed. When i got up i realized he had left the door wide open so it was possible my neighbors heard me telling him to fuck. I LOVE anon fucks like this!

I was 5, by a 17 yo

I was traveling for work last week. I had a conference to attend and was going to be in a hotel for 3 nights. I texted someone I knew from a chance encounter I had a few months ago. I’m not sure he remembered me but agreed to meet me the first night at my hotel. When he came to the door I had forgotten how tall he was. He towers over me and he’s built. Former competitive bodybuilder. I sat on the bed and he sat in the chair across from me and we chatted. Just shooting the shit and catching up from the last time we saw each other. He joined me on the bed and we made out for a while. He asked me what I wanted to get into and I told him I’ve been thinking about his fat dick since the last time and that I needed him to fuck me. He has a nice 7” cock. Not too long but it is really thick. He smirked and pushed me on my back with my legs in the air and lubed his dick and my hole. Slowly he pushed in until his dick popped in. He took his time while I got used to his girthy dick. Fucking me slow and deep. He has the stamina of a thoroughbred. He fucked me for 20 minutes on my back another 20 doggie and then back on my back with my legs behind my head so he could look me in the eyes when he planted his load in my hole. Wow! We made out for a while longer and then he had to run. Meeting an unnamed buddy for drinks. Laying on the bed I was still horny. Flipped through BBRT to see if I could find another top (or 3) to add more cum to my ass. No luck. All bottoms looking for the same thing I was looking for. Just as I was about to give up I got a message from a bottom looking for anonymous loads. 5 loads in and looking for more. My dick was hard thinking about it. I messaged him my number and he texted his address and said he had a guy on the way but to head over so I could fuck him immediately after. I got dressed and called an Uber and was on my way. I texted him from the front door of his building and he told me to wait 5 minutes and then buzz. The last guy was stilling fucking him. Nice. He buzzed me up. I passed the guy I assume just dumped his load as he came out of the elevator and I was going in. As promised he was waiting for me ass up his boipussy dripping a fresh load of cum. He sucked me for a couple of minutes and the I got behind him and fucked his sweet pretty creamy hole. Nice 10 minute fuck and I added my boys to his cunt. He cleaned my dick and I was back in an Uber heading back to the hotel. I had a great conference.

Day 4, Part 1 Chris was wakened by Colin's cries of pain. Colin's morning wood had his cock squeezed inside the tight cage and was digging into the sensitive flesh. A string of swear words kept coming out of Colin's mouth and finally Chris decided he wasn't going to get any more sleep and he crawled out of the tent. He laughed a bit once out in the fresh air, remembering his first morning after the cage went on. "At least I wasn't a drama queen about it" thought Chris. Chris started a fire and got the coffee pot brewing. While he waited, he started thinking about all of the comments that the guys had made over the past few days that he didn't understand, culminating in Andy's "bonus gift" comment from the night before. He wondered if the language gay and straight people used during sex was really that much different that he couldn't understand it. Then he remembered Les's comment to Andy about "highly charged youthful essence." Les and Ken were gay too, why would they use a phrase like that? Just as the coffee pot began to percolate, Chris remembered some of the stories and comments he had seen on the kinkier gay web sites he had been on lately. He had been watching a lot of porn and jacking off since his ex always seemed to be busy or too tired to fuck. He realized some comments on the sites were similar to the ones the guys had been making. His stomach began to knot up and he thought he had figured it out. His heart started to race and he began to panic. He took a deep breath and tried to figure out what he should do. There was no way for him to escape since he had no idea where he even was or where the nearest store, hospital or police station was. His phone was safely back inside the van so he couldn't call for help. He picked up the whiskey bottle that had been left near the fire circle and chugged a few gulps down. There was nothing he could do anymore if his hunch was correct. The guys started coming out of their tents as the morning warmed up and the smell of fresh coffee filled the air. Breakfast was made, then eaten and eventually the group started to clean up the campsite and pack their stuff up. Chris decided a confrontation now was not a good idea. He wanted to know where he was before he caused any issues. Ken could sense a change in Chris's behavior but decided to let things play out as planned. Chris was standing near the river, drying off pans and utensils when Ken walked up behind him. He could sense him standing there but it took a few seconds before Ken said "Thirty seven marks. That's a lot of dick and cum. How are you feeling?" "Like a well used whore" Chris replied. "Mmm, good. Then you're ready for some more. Drop your shorts and lay over the cooler over there" Ken told Chris.

Yes my pozzing day was the best of my young life and I am so proud to be a poz slut now

part 1 having visited entourage on a previous trip, I decided on this years journey to vegas I would try out hawk's, the similar establishment oddly located in the same plaza. Having cut way down on sex in the past months, I was ridiculously horny when I arrived, sometime around midnight on a weekday. I was disappointed at first, the large playroom in the back, while full of interesting things like cages and a raised area, was deserted. In fact almost all of the public spaces were empty, and the few open rooms were occupied by men already in progress. I felt a bit let down, so I went into the sauna area to relax. Inside was an older gentleman, about 50, who chatted a bit before moving closer to gauge my reaction. I was tired of waiting and figured I could stand a no if he wasnt interested and grabbed his cock. Thankfully he didnt mind at all, and leaned back as I jerked him hard. I suggested we leave the steam room, and we found our way to one of the darkrooms along the hall. I didnt waste any time and got his cock in my mouth as fast as I could. it was only about 7 inches long, but fat and meaty, with a nice amount of give, a great cock for fucking. He quickly pulled me up and started playing with my nipples and grabbing my ass, before turning me and bending me over onto the couch nearby. My ass was already lubed, I didnt have a condom in hand and neither did he, and i dont think either of us cared as he pushed his cock up my ass. With poppers, being crazy horny, and him having such a nice cock, it was a nice smooth push with no pain. His cock bottomed out and I moaned with ecstacy, he felt incredible. He pumped my ass for a few minutes, having me drool into the couch, when another bottom came in with a top and bent over next to me. Both of us began grunting and moaning as we were fucked, and the new top asked my top if he wanted to switch. It got a bit awkward, as the other bottom demanded my top rubber up, but I got crazy turned on as his top saw my ass and took his condom off! He didnt even ask me at all just took his place behind me and stuck his cock in me. he was longer and thicker, and I grunted with the effort of fitting him. My previous top lost his wood and left, and the now empty bottom watched as I got fucked hard by the man who brought him there. My fucker demanded I beg for him to "breed my pussy" which I did nice and loud cause dirty talk turns me on, especially in public. He pulled out and I felt one of my favorite sensations, a load of cum leaking out of my ass down my legs. It was warm against my skin and I felt so incredibly hot as he stepped away from my cummy ass. A man I hadnt seen approach stuck his finger in my ass, and I instantly blurted out I wanted his cock in me. My previous top told him to fuck my pussy raw, and cheered him on as he stuck his small cock up into me. He started cumming incredibly fast and I just said thank you over and over as he slowly pumped the last of it in. I stood up and the man who had made best use of me grabbed me and asked me if I wanted his help being slutty. I had cum actively dripping out of me, he was well built and easily 3 inches above my 6feet, I melted into him and said id love his help. He grabbed me firmly by the back of my neck, and led me out of the room like it was a leash, it was unexpected, rough, rude and I fucking loved it, he wouldnt even let me put my towel back on. He led me down the hall to an open room with a man jerking off in it, and bluntly asked if he wanted to use my pussy. The man in the room was short, fat, very hairy, and had a small stubby cock, id have turned him down on my own, but I was put against the wall and told to beg for his cum, so I did. It took a minute for him to line himself up, but he came in seconds, and I found a vicelike grip on my neck pulling me out of the room. Ive been fucked by gross men plenty, normally when cock craved, and I always feel filthy, which only turns me on more. I got excited in the next doorway, it was a big cock on a muscular man, but he wasnt interested. The next was a black man with an average cock, who wanted to use a rubber, but the man holding my neck told him no condoms and we moved on. In the back room area I was put in the sling, though it was still a ghosttown. I was told to stay, and my new owner left, I soon found out to get cock.

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When pigs fly...and we are...heading to the Blue Door porn Shoppe to fukk around downstairs with any and all pigs who wanna join us...shove a cock in a tight hole, slobber on some schlong, eat an ass or two...cause it all does a body good. Don't be shy...haul your dick out and say high!

Someone once said "it's not the size of the wand, it's the amount of magic that's in it." There's a lot of variables, from width, length, position, and his style of fucking. Just keep taking that dick and you will start to learn what's most likely to work for you. And when you get one of those "let me know when you are done" guys, moan and groan and roll your eyes back like it's the best fuck you've ever had. Hopefully he'll get more turned on and cum faster so you can move on to the next guy. 😎

So hot!! 😈😈😈😈

I have been brushed on multiple occasions and can confirm that it should not be painful nor particularly bloody. I have used a soft toothbrush. GermFactory hit the "nail on the head" in the last sentence that wrote about the process--being brushed involves the total surrender of yourself to what is about to happen and the recognition that the man behind you with the brush is about to change your life AND that it is something that you want! Allowing yourself to be brushed takes any question of motive or intent out of the equation--through actions and not words it says that "I am ready and I want this." Sadly, in my case despite multiple brushings I am still NEG. I continue to seek the guy with the right stuff.

a one night stand. i want get fucked safe - my top say : i fuck only raw. he take me ............. raw. he makes me to a bareback bottom he fuck me hard and deep. he say me: I want shoot my cum deep in you ................ The poz top fill me with yout toxic load

The original

What a great wife! I had a gf who dommed me as her sissy (I am a CDer anyway, and she helped femme me up really nicely), and got me lots of loads (mostly on CL, back then, but also at some drag nights at a Toronto area club; incredible!) after pegging and fisting me, after a good series of wine enemas which prepped my hole really good! Oh, how I yearn for those days...

Yes, here in Italy we are recommended to stay at home, if You want to exit you must have a valid reason to do it that you can prove.

I train about 6 days a week..sometimes twice a day. And I would NEVER say something like that! Literally the ONLY reason I train so hard is to be attractive enough that guys would want to fuck me, so they enjoy fucking me, so I turn them on. I am a cumslut bottom... And its my purpose in life to take all loads, from any guy, at anytime they desire. Guys who say, "bat in your league" are missing the point and are arrogant fucks. In fact, I love when I come onto a 'not ass attractive guy" or a chubby guy. Sometimes they are nervous or intimidated, and I love to make them feel like a dominant stud top by coming onto them like a total cumslut whore and making them cum harder than they ever have in their life. I want those "minor league" guys to feel like PORN STARS. If I can do that, then I served my purpose!

The reason the UK is exempt is because Trump has a golf resort in Scotland.

I love this story so damn much! Can't wait to read what happens. Sweet job man!

You take that dick and thank him after. In fact, push him to fuck it harder.

This is not good idea Taking antibiotics when you do not need them is not good for your health also will increase the risk of resistance. Some of these studies are poorly controlled also at times are money driven looking for ways to give us more pills we do not need (statins is prime example but im not going to get into that)

As an Asian slut bottom who loves getting fucked up and fucked ever since the beginning, I have to say there must be something natural or innate in me that makes me want raw cock and cum. Specifically, I have always had an intense worship for white daddies. The older, hairier, muskier, and filthier the better. This even extended to a fetish for truckers, rednecks, military, (ex) cons, etc. These kinds of men are guaranteed to fuck purely for lust and are more likely to not only welcome but also enjoy degrading the bottoms they fuck. I always kept myself smooth. Shaved my legs, holes, everything. To me, being hypersexualized is like love from a man - it's a mutual agreement that they're superior and I'm inferior. I'm the slim, smooth twink bottom with a chronically tight boy pussy, and I want a big, stronger, older man to use me to feel good and feel like a powerful man with a slut at his mercy. Because I'm so tight, I'm never a size queen and no matter how much you fuck me, each cock makes me moan and scream. My nipples, feet, neck, everywhere is hypersensitive. Over time, I began exclusively seeking harsher treatment from men. Getting slapped HARD, spit on, verbally degraded, and choked makes me swoon. Men who lick me, gag me on their cocks, and fuck me RAW as hard as they can. When they spit-roast me or gangfuck me, the harder one man fucks, the harder all the others do. They all like that I'm helpless and getting more and more sloppy and trashed, and I love that they use their masculinity to violate and hurt a weaker boy rather than to protect him. I met men in truck bunkers, behind dumpsters at night, gas station bathrooms, rest stops, bathhouses, the woods, seedy cheap motel rooms, and more. I've even been fucked in a port-a-potty with the door open. A married man once fucked me in his garage while his family slept upstairs. And I always - ALWAYS - beg for them to cum in my cunt. I won't even fuck a man who insists on using a condom. From what I've seen and known about other Asian bottoms too, a man's load is meaningful to us. That's a man's babies inside me, and no matter how he treats me, having his load shot into me means that he'd let me bear his babies. Or whatever else. Usually they dump their load and I never see them again. Sometimes I don't even know their name. I don't care if I'm a disposable tool for their pleasure. I took their raw manhood into my hole and kept a part of them, and that bonds me to that man. After all, just look at the sex tourism industry in Thailand. Bigger, stronger, white men who are really horny for Asians are offered boys for such low prices, and they are treated like royalty. And then they're often left to their mercy. It's in our blood, and if you like fucking Asian whore boys, I beg you to do it as often as you can. Every chance you get. For many of us, we will always want you more than you want us, so take advantage.

Hubs was supposed to go out to the opera yesterday night so I planned to see some fwbs. Unfortunately, he last min changed his mind so I couldn’t host. With some luck, 1 of my fwbs was able to host me in Hell’s Kitchen. There, I was fucked silly by two of my thick daddy friends - R and S. I got two loads. My fwb, D, who lives 6 blocks north just finished dinner and offered to give me load #3. Who am I to refuse that? D is a handsome black guy, about 25yo. & his cock felt like it was assaulting my intestines. I’m so lucky to have such generous & talented friends. I rode the bus back home downtown 3 loads in with a smile on my face XD

Had not as much sex than I am used to recently so when a guy who lives close by and has fucked me before hit me up saying he needed to dump a load I jumped. Hadn't seen him for a while. We're not really a match in personalities but he is a good top. Went over to his place. Started with eating my hole (not many do that) and fucked a load in my ass in 10 minutes. We started chatting until he pointed to his cock. Sucked his cock until he was hard again. Just when I thought he was ready to fuck again he got a call. Some chit chat until he said "I just fucked this guy, he sucking my cock right now". And then "I'll ask him". Then he said a buddy needed to nut. Was I up for that? Sure! Kept sucking until his buddy arrived. Big hairy 40-something bear with a nice 7" and big hairy balls. Sucked him hard and he went straight for my ass. Asked if he should use a condom. Buddy said "Just fuck him". Another load in 10 minutes. Buddy watched. Big bear pulled out and buddy took his place. I tried to suck the big bear but buddy pounded so hard I couldn't keep his cock in my mouth. Hammered away for like forever before he shot his 2nd load. I was dripping precum but didn't cum. Started to suck the big bear while buddy left the room to clean up. At one point he stopped and asked if he could get my number. Exchanged phone numbers and returned to sucking. Pushed my head all the way on his cock when he shot his 2nd load. Not bad for a weekday. Was still horny as fuck when I went home because I didn't cum. Wondering now when big bear is going to call or message 😉

Got my first poz load last night. Yes I know its a bit like cheating me being on Prep, but I am married so have to be careful. I had been chatting with this vers guy now for several weeks, and finally got the chance to meet him when I was away with work in Kettering. We are both versatile and up for each way round fun, and boy did we have some fun. No sooner had he arrived and the door closed behind him, I was on my knees unzipping his cock, and with some oral attention he was soon at full attention and raging to go, I told him there and then that I was keen to have him fuck me bare - knowing the risks but wanting to taste the forbidden fruit of a poz guy. We played with each other cocks for a while after stripping off, and fingered and lubed each other up, and after some fabulous 69 oral fun, he rolled me over keen to satisfy his lust. My pert bum stuck up ready for him - he brutally speared hi big cock into me in one swift shove - it felt like he was trying to split me wide open. His cock was the biggest I had had in a long time 8 inches and thick, eventually the pain subsided and the feeling of being so full was amazing. He pounded away mercilessly like a ragging bull, with me begging him to fuck me harder and breed my poz virgin ass, he suddenly started moaning loudly and shaking all over, I think my dirty talk was working - he howled as he unloaded what seemed like a never ending stream of hot putrid spunk into my now very saw ass. I must have been like a wanton whore begging for more, he pulled out and brought his sticky cock round to my face, and demanded I clean him up, which I did, but did notice some blood on his cock, so assumed he had split me when forcing his way in, which he informed me was part of his plan to satisfy my lust for danger. I now have a nervous wait for the results of my next test, but also feel fulfilled in finally breaking my duck, on poz cock.

Hot. I offered a homeless guy a shower in my hotel room couple of months ago. He accepted and once out of the shower he asked if I liked what I saw... a big boner pointing at me. ‘Hell yes’ and gave him my ass. No talk of condoms. Big load deposited . Looking for more to help out

Part 2 - Social Blending Oliver stopped a few hundred meters from the Loeb Boathouse in Central Park taking a sip of water waiting for his friends to catch up. It was sweltering hot and they had been running for nearly an hour. Stretching his legs against the bench Liam caught up with him huffing and puffing and whinging about the heat. He plonked himself down on the bench drinking some water. "Did you give any more thought about the trip?" Liam asked placing the cap on his water bottle. Oliver stopped stretching "Stuck on a ship for seven days" he said looking at Liam "I guess it will be quiet". Liam chuckled "Quiet or busy, depends what you want to do" he replied smirking "or who you want to do". Oliver stood up straight and smiled "I could do with a break from New York" he said sitting down. "You never know you might even find true love on there" Liam replied looking at Oliver then laughing. Oliver looked down the path "That only ever happens in films" he said. Liam stretched his body out "Are we doing it then?" he asked looking at Oliver. "Yes let's do it" Oliver replied "are James and Brad coming?" he asked Liam. He nodded "Yes they both are up for it" Liam replied. Oliver rested back on the bench enjoying the sunshine. At 28 years old he had moved to New York two years ago having sold the tech company he built from scratch whilst studying at Caltech. He was a fairly unassuming guy from the outside at five feet nine inches and nicely built without being over muscled. His strawberry blond hair and brown eyes matched perfectly to his attractive face. Well educated he had made his fortune at 26 , he was always ambitious even from an early age. Moving to New York he hoped to find a better sex life or even a man. The sexual side of Oliver was a complete contrast, an insatiable sex drive often needing to get off four times a day before he felt satisfied. In his early 20's Oliver was going from bathhouse to cruising ground and could never get enough cock or ass. Contracting hiv at 23 years old after a drug and drink fuelled night and getting tag teamed by six bears and otters he couldn't walk properly for two days, he took in excess of 20 loads over five hours. From that day he swore only to top in groups as he couldn't go through that again. It also lead him to the dark perverted side of his nature, holding off from medication allowed him to gift men. He had a separate phone with dating apps on that allowed him to keep his identity safe. He would find a guy and date them pretending he still lived with his parents. When the guy would announce he had tested positive Oliver would break up with them faking shock and horror and never to be heard from again. Packing a juicy 7.5 inch cock he never had any trouble finding bottoms. Liam was a totally different character, he was also 28 years old and came from a rich New York family. Tall at six foot we was a lean mean fuck machine with his 9 inch cock, newly diagnosed he knew exactly where it came from. Brad had nailed him in the bathroom at one of the swanky restaurants in the upper east side after playing a starring game across the restaurant whilst having dinner. It was quick and over with in 10 minutes. He never blamed or accused Brad when he found out, instead he found him at the restaurant two months later and invited him around to flip flop fuck. Becoming a regular fuck fest he was soon friends with Brad's partner James and their friend Oliver. It was Brad and James who changed his whole perspective of being poz. He found a love of bareback sex and breeding guys, never stopping to find out if they were neg or poz. Easily he could make a guys eyes roll back when he moved in for the kill with his cock, hips like a jack hammer that left a trail of destroyed and wrecked asses in his wake. In New York he found his looks were quite an advantage, the cropped ginger hair and beard seemed to be sought after. He was ordinary looking with pasty white skin, his broad chest and trim body made guys melt to the point of doing anything to get him. "Finally" Liam said looking down the path at Brad and James sauntering casually. Oliver looked "I think James has had enough of running today" he said chuckling. Liam laughed "What took you so long?" he called out to them. James pointed at Brad "He found some muscle dude and snogged the face off him" he said rolling his eyes. "Turned me down for sex though" Brad said looking flustered and sitting on the bench. Brad the youngest of the four at 26 years old, he was also the sluttiest of the group carrying the highest viral load. An all American jock Brad was an aggressive ruthless barebacker for his age and not afraid to pin guys down to get what he wanted. If all else failed a few drops of something special in their drink would help the evening along nicely loosening up his target. Oliver had to admit that Brad scared the hell out of him with his tactics to nail guys. Brad came from a small town in Virginia, leaving home at 23 deeply involved in scandal after he pozzed up one of his cousins at a family get together. He loved nothing more than a squirming body underneath him trying to escape. At five foot ten with dark hair and eyes his body was muscular and thick like a wrestler. His grin was his weapon of seduction and the seven inch cock the weapon of destruction. Coming from a middle class conservative family he was very well educated albeit lazy. When the scandal broke around him fucking his cousin who was straight he ducked out at night and moved to New York, cutting off ties and not wanting to deal with the fall out. Whilst staying at a friends he went to one of the drag shows in Brooklyn and met James. After they fucked in the toilet cubicle Brad chuckled and said he was a pretty good at stealthing but wasted the condom on him. From that moment when their eyes met they fell in love and became inseparable. Time was ticking for Brad and he was due to start on meds in a months time at his next visit to the clinic. He didn't mind since he now had James in his life who also had a love for raw sex. James the oldest at 32, he had a long history and impressive tally of stealthing guys, always carrying prepared condoms for any eventuality. He was careful who he stealthed never revealing to much and nearly always they were fucks in cruising grounds at night. Wealthy from inheriting his fathers fortune they lived two blocks from Oliver and Liam. James on the outside a very business like man with his five foot ten stature and immaculately groomed black hair and smooth complexion, he was adequately built as he called it. He was very capable at restraining and holding the bottom guy on to his cock. A very suave and sophisticated character that almost hypnotised guys when he talked to them making it easy to seduce them. His speciality was picking out tourists in the city from overseas and fucking them using his condoms. He had no idea how many guys he may have infected having never stayed around long enough after the job was done. Since meeting Brad though he had calmed down a lot, still he kept a ready supply of special condoms. Once a stealther always a stealther, it as an addictive thrill he just couldn't and didn't want to kick. "Have you persuaded Oliver?" James asked Liam sitting down. Liam gave a thumbs up "Totally, looks like we are all sailing across the Atlantic next week". Brad laughed "Cruising more like" he added starting to hit on Oliver. "Cut it out" Oliver laughed pushing Brad away "if anything I will fuck you not the other way round". Brad grabbed Oliver's cock "I could do with a recharge before I start meds" he said giggling. James rolled his eyes and looked at Liam "Shall we book it then?" he asked. "Yes" Liam replied getting his phone out. Oliver leaned forward "Err no crap accommodation, suite only or not going" he said "period". Brad tutted "God we need to find you a lover" he exclaimed "someone you can adore and spoil". Oliver laughed "You mean like James spoils you?" he asked looking at Brad who was grinning with his hand on James's cock. The one thing they had was friendship that allowed them to sexually expressed themselves with each other openly. It made enjoying sex all that better when you could spend some passionate time with someone you knew who wasn't expecting anything out of it afterwards. Oliver though made it clear that when he found the right person he would cease all his antics and settle down like an old fashioned married couple. Liam finished the call to his travel advisor and telling the guys they had secured the two royal suites on the forward section of the ship. Considering they booked so late they were lucky to get suites at all, fortunately the previous booking for the two suites had to cancel last minute. Whilst not quite the top duplex suites he was hoping for they were the next best thing. James and Brad would have their own suite whilst Oliver and Liam would share the other. Brad got out his phone and looked up Dranuc line and became more excited reading about the Duchess Grill that was described as the height of transatlantic luxury for the discerning traveller. James laughed questioning if they were discerning travellers.

I just got back from stopping at Peepland ABS here in Vegas. It was a slow morning there. But, I did get to suck off a hot cock from a tall black man with a butt ugly face. I got to the store about 8am. There were only 2 cars in the lot. I went into the arcade and found 2 red lights on. I tried the first door. Unlocked. I opened the door and the young, 20'something guy inside brushed me away. I then tried the next occupied booth. But the door was locked. So, I went to the empty booth at the end of the hall, closed the door, but kept it unlocked. And sat down to watch a movie and wait. About 5 minutes later I heard the door alarms and turnstiles at both the main door and at the arcade door both chime. So, someone new has shown up. Very shortly my booth door opened and an extremely tall, skinny, butt ugly black guy in his early 60's walked into my booth. He glanced me up and down, then flipped the lock on the door and came all the way in the large booth. Now, you all know that I love nothing more that black dick. But there was just something about this man that wasn't particularly appealing to me. Everything about his appearance was in the exteem. Extremely tall, extremely skinny, extremely wrinkled and weathered face and hands. His face had an odd, misshaped quality to it. He just stood in front of me, off to the side of the TV screen, but didn't make a move to pull out his dick or to reach for mine, which is what normally happens in these booths as soon as the door closes. He seemed quite nervous, unsure and awkward. Since I wasn't finding him particularly attractive, I was debating whether to reach for his cock or not? But, I have to say that his nervous and awkward demeanor was a turn on. So, I finally reached in my pocket, pulled a couple of dollar bills from my pocket, fed the video machine, pulled out my poppers and reached for his crotch. He let me feel his cock, which felt ample, but was soft. I pulled his belt toward me and he lurched closer to me, nearly stumbling. He made no effort to undo his belt or zipper. So, I reached for his belt buckle and unfastened it. I pulled his zipper down and reached under his boxers to feel his cock. He jumped a bit when I did that, but then relaxed and let me continue to feel his dick. I pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees and then took his soft cock into my mouth. He slowly grew as I sucked. He grew to a nice 7 inches with a giant mushroom head covered with ample foreskin. Once he was fully hard, he pulled his pants to his ankles and stepped out of his pants and boxers. Kicking them aside. While he did this, I took some deed drags on my poppers. Then went back to sucking on his foreskin. He was relaxing and now making some soft moans as I worshipped his black manhood. He reached down to my tits and felt them through my shirt. I lifted my hoodie up over my head, hooking it around the back of my neck, exposing my chest for him. He now pinched and pulled on my nipples as I sucked him. By now, he was really into this. He was whispering in a soft voice, "Yeah, fag. Suck my black dick". "Nice cocksucker." "Fuck, yeah! You cockfucking whore". He said all of this so softly, it was difficult to even hear over the sound of the movie. But, it was a real turn on to hear him enjoying it. "Show me your cunt, faggot." Wow! That awkward, nervous guy that walked into my booth had now turned into a DOM, Top that was taking control. I stood, fed a few more dollar bills into the video machine. I turned and bent over the chair that is bolted to the concrete floor. I pulled my pants down and stepped out of them. I pulled my shirt off and balled all my clothes up to use as a padding against the hard chair. As well as keep my pockets secure from sticky fingers that we occasionally run into in these types of booths. I took a deep drag on my poppers and spit on my fingers. Wiping the spit on my asshole to give some lube. "Spit on my hole and on your cock, please", I asked. He did. He spit a couple of times on my hole. He spit on his fingers and put it on the head of his cock. Then he stepped up to my ass and rubbed his mushroom head on my hole. I took another deep drag of my poppers as I felt him slide up into me. His cockhead plopped into me and my sphincter clamped down on it like a vice. He and I both let out soft moans. He held his cock there for a moment for me to adjust as I took another drag of poppers. I now screwed the lid on the poppers and he took hold of my hips and began to fuck. His thrusts were slow and deep. And because of his large, mushroom head, I could feel it all the way as he slid in and out. By now, I was fully adjusted to his cock. I moved to a kneeling position on the chair and turned my head back to look at him. He towered over me, looking down at me with a partial smile and devious expression on his face. "Fuck me hard", I pleaded to him in a whispered voice. "I want you to fuckin' breed me with your big black cock. Make me your bitch". Well, I think I found the magic words to get him going. "Oh, you gonna' get my nut, faggot. Don't you worry 'bout that. You're ass gonna' be full of my nut." he said with a crooked smile. He was now slamming into me so hard that my head was banging against the back of the chair. Thank God, the chair is bolted to the floor. The chair squeaked and hit the back wall as he repeatedly slammed into me. Between the sounds of his pelvis slamming and slapping against my ass, the squeaking chair and the sound of the chair hitting the wall, and the grunts coming from both of us, there was no doubt to anyone else in the arcade what was going on in our booth. He must have fucked me for close to 15 minutes. The position on the chair was getting painful for me. So, I finally shifted and stood on one leg and had my other leg up on the chair. He adjusted his position and he was able to go even deeper up into me. He reached up and was pinching my nipples, now as he continued to fuck me. "Oh, fuck, baby.............. God damn, baby.......... You gonna' get my load, you pussy............. You want it? You want it? Huh? Huh, fag? ............ You want it in you?" he growls. "Yes! Yes! Cum in me. Fill my cunt! Yeah, baby. Seed my pussy!" I'm saying to him as I turn my head to look back and up at him. As our eyes meet, I say "Cum in me, please!" He slams deeply into me, holds it there and lets out a loud growl. His pelvis is shaking as I milk my sphincter muscles around his throbbing cock. He's shaking so hard, I'm afraid he's going to fall over. Finally, he slowly pulls out of me. He quickly pulls some paper towels from the dispenser on the wall and wipes his cock. He reaches for his boxers and steps into them. Then quickly pulls his pants on. Slipping into his shoes. He adjusts himself as I'm just now beginning to reach for some paper towels to wipe my ass. He says nothing, turns and leaves my booth. I hear the turnstiles and door chimes as he exits the arcade and then the store. I pulled my pants up and sat down on the chair to catch my breath and for my head to clear from the poppers. The door to my booth opened. A young twink kid peeks his head in. "Sounded like Big Black Daddy gave you some good dick". he said with a chuckle and a smirk on his face. I smiled and said, "He did indeed. He did indeed". The kid closed the door. I let the money run out on my machine and decided I'd better head out to get my day's errands done. A great way to start my morning. That's for sure. It again reminded me that good looks aren't everything. Like with this BBC, some of my best fucks have come from guys I wouldn't normally give a second look.

sound a lot like me but i had a lot older and man was 7 and i dont really know if sodomized since was more training me to suck him good as i should and had very big so wasnt easy and had to force it down throat a lot and he loved strangle me while pounding my ass.. but wasnt easy the times he fucked to walk proper after he was done even if mostly he letted me stay lying exhausted but then i had to suck him or others he had there and they would fuck me making the soaring much worse that i finally stop going out meeting friends to play since har time to run or walk proper.. being fucked more didnt need walking or running so i went there and told mom i was at friends place and had aching legs from playing too much not that i got pounded and hatefucked brutally by huge mans cock

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Hey, Back around 2009/2010, in the pre-PrEP days, when bareback was still pretty taboo, one of the best blogs was Matt & Dan's Sexual Adventures. Does anybody know whatever happened to Matt & Dan? They were hot and depraved fuckers. I jerked off to their stories so many times... until I took the plunge and became a barebacker myself.

i cant believe so many faggots think they should have a say in who fucks them and cums in their ass. pussyboys like me were born to take loads. from anyone that wants to fuck us bareback. anyrime and anywhere they want. if a guy wants to share my ass with his buddies, or a bunch of strangers in a porntheatre or bathhouse or whore me out online thats his perogative. doesnt matter what age, how they look, or status. literally any man or men can fuck me and cum deep inside me. my duty is to suck their cocks, get fucked and take loads. if a man wants a toilet or a fisthole i am that.

I am so happy being pozzed. I have more desire to share the DNA. I became more hot more r open for new experiences. Being pozzed it is a really hot.

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 5 We arrived at my house. While Zak chased me to the front door I stripped off my shirt and dropped it on the front porch. I flung the door open and ran toward the staircase with my hard cock begging to burst from my jeans. Zak caught up to me at the stair landing. He grabbed my ankle on my way up the steps, causing me to catch myself as I fell to the stairs. I laughed and turned over onto my back as he crawled up the stairs on top of me. He grinned, “You can’t get away from me, hot man.” I put my arm around his neck and pulled Zak’s lips to mine. As he rested his body on top of me I felt his boned up shaft press against mine. “Like I didn’t want to be caught.” The trail of clothes contnued. I pulled Zak’s shirt off over his head and tossed it aside. The pants were next. After I unzipped his jeans and worked them off his sweet ass, Zak stood up and kicked them to the floor at the base of the stairs. I remained on the steps leaning back on my elbows. He stood before me naked and hard then slowly made his way up the steps, straddling my body. He towered over me with his monster meat dancing straight out at attention and balls dangling above my face. Poison drooled from the monster’s mouth. I reached up to his chest and slid my hand down his abdomen to his cock. I grasped his shaft working more precum from his piss hole and down his Prince Albert jewelry. Strings of toxic juice dripped from his jewelry and met my tongue on the way to his death stick. I ran my tongue across his PA ring, to his gaping urethra, lapping up all his sweet nectar. I licked the head of his beast then slipped his shaft past my lips and down my throat while massaging his low hanging balls. He groaned with pleasure as I continued to devour his cock. Zak pulled his dick from my mouth and straddled my body on his knees. He unzipped my jeans and crawled down a few steps before standing up. Zak grabbed my pants leg and tugged to slip my jeans off, but they didn’t budge because I held onto the waistline. I started to laugh. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you?” Grinning, “Yep!!” He yanked harder. I grabbed the handrail to brace myself but still slid down a step or two as my jeans let loose and tore off my body with one swift swoop. My hard rod slapped against my abdomen with a smack. Zak whipped my jeans to the floor with a grin on his face. “Turn over and get on your knees. Get ready to take my poz cock, pig.” Zak smacked me on the ass with his open palm then positioned behind me. He spit on my hole and in his hand and lubed both up. With one swift jab he tore open my hole with the head of his mighty tool. “Woah, Zak!! You mean business.” He showed no mercy and plowed into my ass with the full length of his shaft. “Take my poz meat, bitch.” The more he talked dirty to me, the harder and more turned on I got. “Fuck, yes….give it to me.” As he rammed into me again, “If you’re not poz yet, you will be after today. I’m going to tear you up.” “It feels so fucking good. Fuck me!!” “You like my poz dick in you, don’t you bitch?” “I love it. Poz my ass.” “I can’t hear you bitch. You want it?” “Yes!! I want your DNA in me.” Zak continually pounded into my prostate, pushing me closer to the edge. He again cracked his hand on my ass then grabbed my hips and rammed in me harder and harder. “I’m going to wreck that hole till you bleed, bitch. You’re getting my babies right into your blood.” Zak was relentless. I could feel his PA stretching and tearing my hole up. “Fuck, yes, bitch. That’s what I wanted to see. Look at this, bitch.” Zak pulled out of my ass. I turned my head to see his meat pulsing and throbbing, coated with streaks of red blood. He again slammed his two fingers into my ass and pulled them out with red juice on them (a mixture of poz precum and blood). “Taste my virus in your blood.” I stuck out my tongue and he slid his fingers into my mouth. I sucked and licked them clean swallowing every bit down my throat. “Fuck, that is so fucking hot. Ready for my poz load, bitch?” “Yes, give it to me.” “What do you want, pig?” “I want your poz cum in me!!” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure.” “Beg for it, bitch. Beg for me to convert your ass.” “Fuck, please, give me your poz cum. Please charge me up.” Zak increased his force of his thrusts and again grasped my hips. “You loved fucking that waiter, didn’t you, bitch?” “Fuck yes. I loved breeding him.” “Giving him your seed to convert him.” “Yes, I want to infect guys.” “Fuck!! Share my virus. Poz those bareback pigs.” “Yes!!” “Fuck, here comes my poison, bitch.” “Oh Fuck, yes. Give it to me.” Zak thrust into me balls deep, and his cock began to pulse. Each throb made my ass pucker tight around his death stick. I reached for my cock, and just touching the shaft of my rod pushed me over the edge. My cock erupted. As my rod sprayed semen onto the stairs I felt Zak’s jizz coat my bloody guts. My ass was full of toxic seed. Zak pulled out from my hole, and bloody jizz leaked from my wrecked ass. Zak quickly lapped up his spooge then shared it with me in a deep, passionate kiss. Zak laid on the steps next to me, sweaty and panting. I remained on my hands and knees, puffing, and grinning from ear to ear. Being with Zak was exhilarating. He looked into my eyes, and with a serious look on his face reached up to me and caressed my cheek with a gentle touch of his hand. “I know we just met, Zeek, but I know how I feel about you. I want to be with you, two pig partners.” “You mean two poz, pig, partners.” “Yes, two poz, pig, partners.” I leaned over and gently kissed his lips and buried my tongue in his mouth. “I’d love that.” Zak and I showered together, lathering each other up, and boning each other up. I sucked his hard dick, deep throating him and tasting his sweet nectar that I loved. He pulled his cock from my mouth. “Open up, Zeek.” His cock pointed upward in front of my face. I stuck my tongue out to meet a stream of piss shooting from his shaft hole. He filled my mouth with urine, and I gulped it all down my throat. Zak grasped his dick and aimed it at my head, spraying piss all over my face. I lapped it from my lips as it drenched my stache. He continued to spray piss all over my body. I loved seeing it shoot from his dick hole, and again took his stream down my throat. The last few shots of piss ran down my throat, and I again took the full length of his massive meat into my mouth. Zak pulled me to my feet and made out with me while the hot water pounded against our bodies. That evening we cruised the club scene looking for fellow pigs to stealth fuck. I was pretty confident that Zak’s virus was in my system, and that I could very well be poz or pozzing very soon. Either way, the thought of us converting a negative pig together had my dick rock hard sitting at the bar. We scoped out the potential victims, and noticed a cute, trim, blonde haired twink sitting alone at the other end of the bar. He had a nice, scruffy, beard covering his face, and something about blondes and redheads gets me boned, not to mention the thought of our dicks in his twink ass bare. Zak and I motioned for the bartender and bought our twink a drink. The bartender pointed us out, and the twink raised his glass and smiled to thank us. We did the same and motioned for him to come join us. He picked up his drink and made his way to our end of the bar. As he approached us he put out his hand for the customary handshake. “Hi, thanks for the drink guys, I’m Ian.” “Zak and Zeek.” We each took his hand to shake it. A solid handshake, a good sign (I think you can tell a lot about an individual from a handshake). For starters this told me he was confident, and sure of himself. “Different names you don’t hear all the time… nice. Are you two partners?” I looked at Zak, and before I could say a word he blurted out, “Yes, we are.” “You two look good together. Nice ink too, guys. I love tattoos.” “Have any ink, Ian?” “No, but I’d like to. I just can’t make up my mind what to get.” (Thinking to myself) I know what you can get…..a biohazard tattoo after we poz your sweet ass. “Well, Zak here is a tattoo artist. He’s doing my sleeve.” “Awesome!! You do beautiful work, Zak.” Then Zak added, “If you decide you want some ink, I’d be happy to schedule a consultation with you.” “Oh, are you here in Milwaukee?” “No, I’m in Chicago, but I can pack up my equipment and head up here to see Zeek and do some ink work for you.” “Oh, so you live in Milwaukee, Zeek?” “Yep, we’re doing the long distance thing for now. We just met not too long ago.” “Cool.” He raised his glass again, “Well here’s to you two. A handsome couple.” “Thanks, Ian.” “I’ll be right back guys. I have to piss like crazy.” Ian turned and made a bee line for the men’s room. “Sweet, look at that ass, Zak.” “I’d love to tag team that.” “Well, what are you waiting for, Zak?” “Be right back.” Zak was off his bar stool in a flash and heading for the men’s bathroom. Zak walked into the dimly lit men’s room, took a spot next to Ian at the urinal, and whipped out his dong. The urinal was a long trough…..quite the cruisy scene. “Well, your cock is as beautiful as your ass, Ian.” Ian started to piss. “Fuck, are you ever hung, and inked too, so hot.” That’s all it took, and Ian’s cock started to bone up. Zak reached over and put his hand into Ian’s piss stream then licked his fingers. “MMMM, sweet.” Ian stopped pissing and looked at Zak. Ian was now fully erect, “You like piss too?” Zak grasped Ian’s shaft and turned Ian toward him. He got down on his knees and put the head of Ian’s cock in his mouth. “You want my piss?” Zak only nodded yes since his mouth was quite full. “Fuck, here it comes.” Ian let go a full stream of piss. Zak didn’t lose a drop and guzzled all of Ian’s piss from the tap. Zak came up for air, “God, I love piss.” Zak put Ian’s cock back in his mouth and started to deep throat his boned up meat. After a few minutes of sucking a guy stumbled into the bathroom and interrupted the play. “Oh, excuse me guys, sorry.” The guy awkwardly fumbled his way out of the bathroom and let the door close. Zak and Ian laughed. “Guess we should take this to Zeek’s place. Are you game?” “Absolutely!!” Zak and Ian returned to the bar with obvious boned up cocks bulging in their jeans. “I see you two got a little friendlier in there.” “Ian’s game. He’s going to join us.” “Sweet.” I reached for Ian’s package and grasped his hard dick while planting a long, wet kiss on his lips. “Damn, and an awesome kisser too.” We slammed our drinks, and the three of us left the bar. As we walked out the door my cock was already rock hard at the anticipation of filling Ian’s ass with toxic seed. Ian followed us home, and we made sure to not lose him in route. We both whipped our dicks out on the way home. Both our piss holes were already oozing precum as we stroked each other’s shafts. “Fuck, this is our first time tag teaming, Zeek.” “This is going to be so hot.” We offered Ian something to drink, but after one sip of our beer, the bottles sat on the coffee table. Zak grabbed Ian’s crotch, “Now where were we? Oh yeah.” Ian chuckled and unzipped his pants. Zak pulled Ian’s dick out and got on his knees. He held the tip of Ian’s cock in his mouth and downed Ian’s pissed. He saved the last mouthful and locked lips with me, sharing the Ian’s piss with me. I pulled Ian’s shirt off, and dropped mine to the floor, then began to make out with him on the sofa. Zak pulled his shirt off and added it to the pile on the floor. He knelt in front of Ian, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them from his trim body. Ian’s cock was fully erect, a good 8 inches, and leaking his nectar onto his abdomen. Zak wrapped his hand around the base of Ian’s shaft and licked up his sweet juice before slipping the full length of his meat across his tongue and down his throat. I unbuttoned my jeans and worked them to my ankles, and flipped them to the side. Ian stroked my throbbing meat while our lips remained locked, our tongues dancing together. Zak continued to deep throat Ian’s cock, and Ian grabbed Zak by the back of the head burying his dick even further into Zak’s mouth. Zak had unzipped his jeans letting his hard, poisonous monster out to stroke, but kept them buttoned to conceal his biohazard ink. After a few minutes he licked his finger and began working it between Ian’s legs massaging his tight hole. Ian quickly responded, lifting his legs and spreading his cheeks. Zak buried his face in Ian’s ass and licked and probed his hole, working his tongue inside. While Zak rimmed Ian, I engulfed Ian’s cock into my mouth. I could taste his sweet nectar on my tongue as it leaked from his piss hole. Zak worked a few fingers into Ian’s hole, teasing his cunt to open up then buried his tongue in Ian’s ass. Ian moaned and squirmed with pleasure as we worked his cock and massaged his sweet hole. “Fuck, you guys are so fucking hot. I love it.” I pulled Ian’s cock from my mouth, “There’s a lot more where that came from.” I nudged Zak, “Come on guys, let’s take this to the bedroom.” I led the guys down the hall to my bed. My cock was fully erect, anxious to seed our blonde twink. Zak wrapped his arms around Ian’s chest from behind, kissed him on neck, and ground his cock between his ass cheeks. He whispered into his ear, “Get on the bed on all fours. I want to fuck your ass.” Ian crawled on the bed with his ass at the edge for easy access. Zak knelt at the edge of the bed and again buried his tongue in Ian’s ass. He licked and fucked Ian with his tongue, lubing his cunt for his toxic cock. Ian arched his back and groaned with pleasure. I slipped onto the bed on my knees in front of Ian; my cock leaking its juices that I hoped was charged. Ian grasped my dick directing it toward his mouth. He licked the full length of my shaft then engulfed my cock down his throat to the base. Chills shot through my body. I grabbed our blonde twink by the head and slowly fucked his throat, making him gag from the tonsil probe. Zak fingered and rimmed Ian’s man hole, loosening him up. His hole puckered around Zak’s fingers, and Ian pushed against Zak’s hand, working his fingers deeper inside. Ian began to rock back and forth on Zak’s fingers. He was primed and ready to seed. “That’s it, boy. Open up. You’re ready for my cock.” Ian flipped my cock from his mouth, “Do you have condoms?” We prepared ahead of time for this. “Sure do.” I reached for my nightstand drawer and tossed a jacket to Zak then flipped a bottle of lube on the bed next to Zak. Zak stood at the edge of the bed behind Ian with his toxic precum dripping from his PA ring. Ian was mesmerized with the flames of ink down Zak’s shaft, “Fuck, yes, what a hot cock.” (Thinking to myself) Yeah, one hot, POZ cock. Zak tore the package open with his teeth and stretched the condom over his PA ring onto his cock head. Ian continued sucking my pole. Zak looked at me and grinned. He slipped the condom off his cock, unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to his ankles. Zak lubed up his shaft. He lined up the head of his monster to Ian’s cunt and pressed firmly against his hole. My shaft stiffened in Ian’s mouth at the sight of Zak’s biohazard tattoo and poisonous cock about to plow our unknowing, blonde twink. “Relax that cunt, boy. Let me in.” Zak grasped Ian by the hips and slowly worked the mouth of his monster into his manhole, drooling the first bit of toxic juice in his cunt. Ian gasped and groaned as Zak thrust farther inside, tearing his ass open. My cock flipped from Ian’s mouth, “Fuck it hurts.” “I’m about half way in, boy. Just relax, and let my shaft slide on in.” “Yes sir.” Zak again pushed on, further opening Ian up, then buried his cock balls deep inside his neg host. Ian tensed up in pain, “Fuck!!” “Damn, you’re so tight, boy. Feels incredible.” “Fuck, give me a sec. Hold on.” Ian slowly relaxed then began to ride Zak’s tool. “Fuck, so fucking hot,” as Zak began to thrust in and out of Ian. “God your cock feels good in me.” Ian’s hole begged for cock, and Zak pounded his ass hard and rough. He again devoured my cock in his mouth, working my pole, drinking up my precum. I pulled my cock from Ian’s mouth, “Suck my balls, boy.” “Yes sir.” Ian licked, then slipped both my balls into his mouth. My cock stiffened as I stroked my throbbing shaft. Ian sucked my balls for a bit then spit them out and stuck his tongue out at the head of my dick. I slapped my cock across his tongue then again fucked his face. Zak continued to plow our twink’s ass. “Fuck, boy, you’re going to push me over the edge. You have one sweet cunt.” “Fuck, shoot your load, Zak.” Zak asked, “You want me to cum, boy?” I nearly shot down Ian’s throat, knowing he was about to take a toxic load of jizz. I pulled my throbbing cock out of his mouth to save my cum for his sloppy hole. “Yes, fuck…..cum inside me.” “Are you sure?” “Fuck yes….shoot your load.” “You got it!!” Zak buried his cock deep in Ian’s hole. “Here it comes, pig.” “Fuck yes.” My eyes were fixed on Zak’s cock and biohazard tattoo. I stroked my shaft slowly, edging myself so close to cumming. Zak’s meat stiffened and throbbed as he started to fill Ian’s cunt with his venom. “Oh my God, I can feel you shooting in me. Fuck, yes.” Zak’s body jerked and he moaned and panted as he loaded Ian’s guts with his poz cream. Sweat ran down Zak’s face and chest. “So fucking sweet.” Zak pulled his still hard cock from Ian’s hole. The last few drops of toxic seed oozed from his piss hole, and Zak slammed back into his victim, working his seed deeper inside. He again pulled out and poz cream leaked from our twink’s cunt down his ball sack. Ian turned his head to look at Zak, “Fuck, did you just cum in me bare?” Zak replied, “Sorry, we prefer it raw. I couldn’t resist giving you my load.” Ian noticed the tattoo on Zak’s abdomen, “You’re poz??!!” Zak said, “Guess so, pig.” “Fuck, and you just shot in me?!!” “Tell me you didn’t love it. Tell me it’s not what you really wanted.” Ian sat on the bed with a stunned look on his face. His cock throbbed rock hard standing straight up. “Look at your cock, boy. Your cock is telling you the truth.” “Fuck.” Tears ran down his cheeks trying to wrap his brain around what this meant. “I can’t say I didn’t love it, but it’s poz cum.” “And it’s the freedom to be a total pig. Tell me you don’t want that.” “I can’t. Fuck!!!” “Tell me you don’t want more poz cum.” Ian’s cock stiffened and pulsed. “I can’t. I don’t get it. I should be furious, but the thought of your poz cum in me is turning me on.” Zak grinned, “Yeah, boy, you want more poz cum, don’t you?” “Fuck……I do. Why is this such a turn on?” Zak leaned over and gave Ian a wet kiss burying his tongue in his mouth. My cock was rock hard watching Ian’s realization that he wanted this as much as we wanted to convert him. “Just go with it, Ian. You want it, just let go.” I asked, “Are you ready for another load of cum?” “Are you poz too?” “Not sure yet. Zak’s been seeding me good for about a month so you may get a poz load and you may not.” Ian’s cock stiffened hearing those words. He stroked his cock shaft. “I don’t want to resist this. It feels so good.” Ian got back on all fours, “Fuck, give it to me. I want it.” Zak grinned, “Fuck, yeah!! That’s it, go with it. Good boy!!” Zak crawled on the bed in front of Ian, and Ian licked up all his poz cream and ass juice from Zak’s meat. While Ian serviced Zak, cleaning his tool, I lubed my cock with spit and slid right into Ian’s gooey hole. My shaft glided right in all the way, working my partner’s toxic juices into Ian’s intestinal walls. Ian began to deep throat Zak’s cock, boning him up again for round two. I continued to plow Ian’s ass, “Fuck, I won’t last long. What a turn on knowing I’m working Zak’s poz seed in you. Ian mumbled with a full mouth, “Yes.” I pumped his ass a few more minutes as Zak thrust in and out of his throat slowly. It pushed me over the edge. “Here it comes, bitch. Take my cum.” I pulled out of Ian’s ass and shot the first rope of cum across his hole then slammed back in his gut shoving my seed inside. My cock continued to throb and shoot my seed in him. “Fuck, I hope you’re taking poz cum. Take it all.” I emptied my balls deep inside Ian. My cock slipped from his hole. A mixture of our seed tinged with pink oozed from his man hole. I slammed my tongue into his gaping cunt and lapped up our juices. Zak moved in behind me, “Are you ready for more of my poz cum, pig?” “Fuck yes. Fuck me.” I moved to the bed on my back and slipped under Ian to suck his boned up cock while Zak plowed into Ian’s wrecked hole. I stroked my shaft and sucked Ian’s hard cock. Zak pounded Ian’s cunt hard. “Work that seed in you, boy. We’re going to convert your ass tonight.” “Oh fuck, give me your poz load.” “You want it?” “Yes!” “Want to poz up, pig?” “Yes, give it to me.” “I’m getting close, pig. You’re going to get my toxic cum.” Ian’s dick was rock hard in my mouth. Ian exclaimed, “Oh fuck, I’m going to shoot!” His cock pulsed and began to shoot his creamy, neg, seed down my throat. “Here’s my second load, boy. Take that poz cum.” “Fuck yes. Give it to me.” Zak thrust in Ian again and let out a wild moan. “Feel me shooting in you, pig? You’re getting my virus right now.” “Oh my God!! It feels incredible!!” Ian filled my mouth with a huge load of jizz, emptying his nuts into my belly. Zak pulled his cock from Ian’s worn out hole. “Keep that seed in you boy. Welcome to the club.” Before Ian left we gave him our phone numbers. Zak hugged him, “You have a sweet ass, boy. When you’re ready for more toxic seed, or your biohazard tattoo, give us a call. Zeek will probably be highly toxic soon too.” “I will. Tonight was amazing. Thanks guys.” Ian planted a kiss on both our lips then slipped out the door. Next……chapter 6 ASAP.

Sorry for the delay guys. I'll start on chapter 5 and post it ASAP. The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 4 As usual the phone rang at around 3 p.m. I didn’t even look at my cell phone screen or give my mom a chance to respond. “Hello mom. Yes, I’ll be there on time.” “I’m just checking.” “I know. I was expecting the call.” “Well, you don’t have to be rude about it.” “I’m not mom. I just knew you would be calling.” “Well, I’m glad you will be making it on time. You know how your father likes to have dinner on time.” “Yes, I know mom. I’ll be there.” “I know you don’t like when I ask this,” (Here it comes….. my mom’s opinions), “and I don’t want to pester, but your Aunt Ester and I have been wondering if you found a nice church yet.” (Thinking to myself) Well, I tricked with a priest in the rectory at St. Sebastian’s once. “No, I’m still looking, mom.” “Now whatever church you choose is really up to you, but remember, you were brought up Lutheran, and even though we weren’t fond of those Catholics, Aunt Ester became one…..well she married into it, dear, but Aunt Ester thinks you’re old enough to be safe around those priests now. So if you’re meant to be a Catholic, then so be it, but don’t be putting your fingers in that holy water, that’s so unsanitary.” “No, Mom, I wouldn’t think of putting my fingers anywhere that wasn’t sanitary.” (Thinking to myself) Unless my tongue checked it out first. “You remember Betty across the street don’t you, Isaac? You know the one with the ugly pansies in front of her house? I’m talking about flowers, dear.” “Yeah, mom.” “She told me today that her son is getting a bunch of tattoos. Betty was shocked to say the least. I don’t understand why he would want to do that.” “Well, it is his body, mom.” “Yes, but…..what do you mean It’s his body? You’re not thinking about getting any of them are you?” “No, mom, I’m not THINKING about getting any tattoos.” “Good because if God wanted you to have tattoos you would have been born that way.” “Oh, so it was divine intervention that you were born with pierced ears, mom?” “That’s different and you know it.” “How is that different, mom?” “Tattoos are defiling your temple, but earrings are just….. just a little bling.” “I’m sure God sees it that way.” “Don’t get smart with me, Isaac.” “I’ll see you tonight, mom.” My mom was going to find out about my tattoo sooner or later. Might as well be sooner and get it over with so I wore a short sleeve shirt to my parent’s house for dinner. I pulled up in front of their house and parked on the street. I started to walk toward the front door and saw my dad standing in the front window. “Walter, get the baseball bat!!! There’s a thug coming up the driveway.” Looking out the front window Walter said, “That’s Isaac’s car out front.” “Oh my God, the thugs got Isaac. Call 911!!” I opened the front door, “Hi mom. Hi dad.” “Oh for heaven’s sake, Isaac, get in here and shut the door before Betty sees you.” “It’s nice to see you too, mom.” “What is that on your arm? And what happened to your hair?” Sarcastically, “What?! You don’t like my new look?” “Well, your hair can grow back, but……but…..you told me you weren’t thinking about getting one of THEM.” “I’m not THINKING about it. I already got it.” “I suppose you think that’s funny.” “Not at all, mom. I happen to like tattoos a lot.” “Well, your father hates it.” Speaking quietly in the background, Walter said, “Actually I kind of like it.” I smirked a little. “You see, he hates it.” “Mom, I’m still the same Isaac as I was before. Actually I’m MORE myself now.” “Well, I don’t have to like it.” “No you don’t, mom, but it’s for me, not you.” During dinner my mom kept looking at me. I could tell she wanted to say something and it was only a matter of time before she couldn’t keep it in any longer. “Please tell me you’re not joining a biker gang or doing drugs, Isaac.” I chuckled, “No, mom, I’m not doing drugs or joining a gang of bikers. Dinner is good, by the way.” My dad added, “I happen to like your tattoo, Isaac. It looks well done.” My mom chimed in, “Walter!!” “Whhhhhaaaat? It looks good.” “Thanks, dad.” My mom changed the subject, “Are you seeing anyone, Isaac?” “I’ve been on a couple dates.” “You know you can bring your guy friend home.” “You mean my boyfriend.” “Well, I don’t know what to call him.” “It’s no different because I’m gay, mom. He’s by boyfriend.” “Well, your boyfriend is welcome here.” “I know. We’re not at that point, mom.” After dinner, while my mom was in the kitchen, my dad hugged me. “Don’t listen to your mom. She means well, but….. You look good, son.” “Thanks, dad.” “Take care. See you soon. I love you, Isaac.” “Yeah, I love you too. Bye, dad.” My mom hugged me goodbye and whispered in my ear, “No more tattoos.” I whispered in her ear, “It’s my body, mom. I happen to like them.” “You’re mutilating your body.” “To you I am. It’s art, mom.” “Art shmart.” “I love you too mom.” “Just take care of yourself, Isaac.” She kissed me on the cheek. “I am mom.” (If she only knew I was also chasing poz seed). “I love you, Isaac. I just want you to be happy.” “What makes you think I’m not happy?” “Nothing.” “Well then……” “I just worry about you. I’m allowed, you know.” “I’m fine mom. I’ll talk to you later.” “Bye. Call me when you get home so I know you made it alright.” “Ok. Thanks for dinner. See you later.” As much as I love my parents, I was happy to be heading home. My mom can be a bit exhausting at times, and tonight’s dinner was about as relaxing as having a root canal. When I got home I called to let my mom know I was home. I flopped onto my bed, let out a deep sigh of relief, and drifted off to sleep curled up with my pillow. Zak and I talked during the week. His laughter at the details of my event-filled evening at my parent’s brought a little too much pleasure to his world. I had to chuckle a bit, though. He did not have the pleasure of meeting my mom…….YET. If our relationship continued to progress he would experience her bubbly personality firsthand. He suggested I grow my beard long, tattoo my neck and head, and pierce my septum, then invite my mom’s neighbor, Betty and her son, to my mom’s house for lunch together. I could see from his response that Zak may enjoy goading my mom relentlessly. I invited Zak to spend the weekend with me in Milwaukee and sweetened the bait by telling him we could initiate my house with some poz breeding. He took the bait and immediately cleared his schedule for the weekend. I was excited to have him coming to Milwaukee to spend time together. By Thursday I couldn’t keep my hands out of my pants, but for all the wrong reasons. My pubic hair was growing back and my crotch was itchy as hell. I tried to look like I didn’t have crabs or something while at work, but every step I took just made me want to tear my pants off and scratch like a dog covered with fleas. I never shaved my pubic hair off before our play last weekend, and as erotic as it was having Zak take a razor to “the playground” I vowed I would never do that again. I prefer pubic hair and body hair anyway. I had no choice but to tough it out. Zak had tattoo appointments Friday night so he drove up early Saturday morning. I took him to an early lunch at my favorite restaurant in the Third Ward. We arrived early, so it was still quiet before the lunch hour crowd flooded in. Our waiter was extremely handsome with dark hair pulled into a pony tail, a neatly trimmed thick beard, tattoos covering his right arm, and a beautiful, round, fuckable ass. “Hi, I’m Jonathan. I’ll be taking care of you today.” (I thought to myself) Yeah, I’d like to be taking care of you too. Zak said, “Hi Jonathan.” I added, “I don’t remember seeing you here, and I come here fairly often.” “I’m pretty new. I just moved here about a month ago.” Zak joined in, “Oh, where abouts are you from?” “I’m from Palm Springs.” “Ouch, you moved from California to Milwaukee?” “I know, I loved Palm Springs, but I have family here.” (Again thinking to myself) That you do, and we’re sitting right in front of you. “So, can I interest either of you in a cocktail to start?” Before we could respond, Jonathan dropped his pen on the floor. I reached to pick it up at the same time he bent down and our hands met at his pen. He brushed his hand lightly against mine and oh so intentionally. My gaydar was dinging “off the chart,” and my cock was half boned in a flash. I picked up his pen and handed it to him. Jonathan looked into my eyes as he stood up, gave me a smile and wink, “Thanks a lot.” With a grin on my face, “You’re welcome.” “Uh, oh yes, cocktails?” Zak ordered a bloody mary, and I got a martini. We skimmed the menu, and the waiter shuffled off toward the bar. “Did you see what just happened?” “How could I not? That boy is family, and hot looking family at that.” “He boned up my cock that’s for sure.” “Bet you’d like to poz his ass. I bet my virus is already taking over your body as we speak. You’re probably already poz with a growing viral load. Your body just hasn’t reacted yet.” Jonathan returned a few minutes later with our drinks. “Are you ready to order, or do you need a few minutes?” Zak said, “Sorry, we were chatting not looking at the menu. I’ll shut up and focus on the menu. I need a just few more minutes, please.” “Ok, I’ll step into the men’s room for a second and be back in a bit.” Jonathan glanced over at me, before turning and disappearing down the hall toward the bathroom. “Well, what the hell are you waiting for, Zeek? Get your ass in there.” I strolled over to the men’s room and as I walked in Jonathan glanced over his shoulder at me. He was standing at the urinal with his legs slightly spread. I took the urinal next to him and didn’t say a word. He was stroking his hard shaft and looking at his cock. He didn’t flinch as my hand slowly passed into his line of vision and grasped his boned up meat. His cock throbbed in my grip, and he let out a quiet moan. I stroked his cock and led him by his hard pole into the bathroom stall and closed the door. Our lips were locked in a flash. Jonathan unzipped my jeans and pulled out my hard cock. He said, “We don’t have much time.” “Then we better get to it.” I dropped Jonathan’s pants to the floor. I grasped his ass and massaged his man cave as I turned him around. My cock found his ass crack and I pressed my shaft against his hole. “I want to fuck you.” “If you can make it quick, go for it.” I gave him no time to bring up a discussion about condoms. I bent him in over, spit in my hand and lubed up my cock then pressed my shaft head to his cunt. Jonathan spread his legs and arched his back into my hard tool. With a little force I shoved the head inside. Jonathan flinched and his ass tightened around the head of my dick. Thinking my fast entry was painful I held my cock still. With one quick thrust, he shoved my cock deep into his ass. A gasp escaped from Jonathan’s mouth. He reached behind me and grasped my ass, holding me tight against his cheeks. After taking a few deep breaths he released his grip on my ass. “Fuck me, man. Give me that cum.” “Fuck yes. I’ll load you up.” I began to thrust into him, first slowly, then hard and fast, burying my meat all the way into his gut. Knowing someone could walk in at any minute I held nothing back. There was no verbal talk, no kissing, no massaging or caressing, just all out hard fucking. I grabbed his hips and drove my tool into his hole over and over. The thought of filling his ass with what I hoped was a potent dose of charged seed brought me to the edge in no time. My cock stiffened and swelled even more. I gave him no warning as my shaft began to throb and pulse. A huge load of cum shot from my cock in rapid succession, coating his guts with my DNA. I pulled my cock from Jonathan’s ass, tucked it into my pants and zipped up my jeans. He stood up and planted a big kiss on my lips. Jonathan’s rod remained rock hard, standing at attention with precum leaking from his piss hole. He stroked his shaft a few times then stuffed his stiff rod into his pants and zipped up. “Thanks, man….that was fucking hot.” “Sorry it had to be so fast, but I loved it.” We kissed one more time then I slipped out the bathroom door. Zak glanced at me over his menu as I approached our table then stared at me after I took my seat. “Well?” I just grinned and gave him a few slow nods of yes. He smiled back at me then we both continued to browse the menu. Jonathan returned from the bathroom with a professional posture. Except for the slight bulge remaining in his jeans from his still half erect cock, he was put together neatly. “See anything you would like on the menu?” Zak couldn’t resist, “From the silly grin on my boyfriend’s face I would have to say yes.” Jonathan immediately made eye contact with Zak. Zak winked and smiled at our waiter then gave him a lusty once over with his eyes, “I’ll have what he just had with a bacon burger on the side.” Jonathan chuckled and blushed a little. Now turning slightly toward me, “And you sir?” “I guess I had my dessert before lunch, didn’t I? But, I’ll have the mushroom burger and fries.” Jonathan smiled and collected the menus, “Thank you guys. I’ll get that right in.” (Thinking to myself as I glanced at Jonathan’s ass) Think I just did that, man. “No…..Thank YOU, Jonathan.” He didn’t know just how much I meant that, but maybe he would find out in a month or so. While chowing down on our burgers Zak wanted details. I shared that Jonathan never inquired about my status and there was no discussion about condoms. “He has no idea that you’ve been taking poz cum?” “Nope, not a clue.” By the time I reached the part about me filling Jonathan’s ass with my seed, Zak had a raging hard on. “Fuck, you have me so turned on, Zeek. I want to fuck your ass so bad.” Our lunch continued with plenty of flirtatious fun with Jonathan. After finishing our meal he returned again, “Can I get you anything else, guys?” Zak suggested, “Like coffee, tea, or me? Because I’ll take the ‘ ME’ part to go.” Jonathan and I chuckled, “You guys are fun to wait on. Please do cum again.” I added, “Oh, we’ll definitely cum again.” He placed the bill in the center of the table with a brief note with his phone number, “Call me anytime for the ‘ME part to go’ guys…..thanks again for EVERYTHING.” He got a good tip. While driving back to my house Zak was still turned on by our erotic lunch. He whipped his rock hard cock out and stroked his meat. I reached over and wrapped my hand around his shaft. His rod stiffened and throbbed as I stroked his cock. I knew what was ahead for my ass and the thought of that gave me a raging hard on.

I'll repeat my post from the previous thread on this topic (and expand on it slightly): I have a lot of experience in training dogs (primarily rottweilers), in working with those dogs to help people overcome their fear of dogs, and in working with dogs who've been abused. Training a dog to fuck humans is one of the worst things you can do for a dog's psyche. Fucking, for a dog, is not only a biological imperative to breed, it's also about dominance. A dog who thinks he's above a human in the pack order is going to be trouble to any human he encounters. Fantasise about it as much as you like, but be aware that each time a dog fucks a human that dog gets more confused as to his position in the pack. For the record bitches use the exact same fucking motion to establish dominance over other members of the pack even though they don't have the dick to follow through, as it were. My last dog, B'Elana (don't name a rottweiler bitch after a Klingon - it's asking for trouble!) was definitely a top in this respect. Encouraging a dog to fuck humans is sending mixed messages which can only serve to confuse the dog, and, to my mind, constitutes animal abuse. A dog needs to know his place in the pack, and switching between the dog being allowed to dominate a human to expecting the dog to know his place in human society only serves to confuse the dog. I've seen too many dogs dying at the vet's needle because they were confused by their role in society: every time I read of a dog attacking a human, my first thought is what was the human doing to/with the dog, the second being to wonder about the dog's history with humans. Thousands of years ago homo sapiens teamed up with canis lupus, bred the more wolfish instincts out of it and created canis lupus familiaris. Probably the first genetic experiments we made. A saying in the dog world is that dogs are three or four year old children who have a different language. Anyone who's lived with a well-trained dog will know of their reasoning ability, their ability to point the paw at another to deny having surfed the trash bin, their recognition of human language (B'Elana was actually bilingual: understanding both English and Welsh, and with a distinct preference for Welsh). Like children, dogs need a structure to live within, and sex with a dog contributes to destroying that structure. I had to have one of my dogs put to sleep, not because anyone was having sex with him, but because his trust in humanity was shattered by his previous owner: he became a fear biter. The same could easily happen with a dog who's allowed to believe that it's okay to have sex with a human. Of course the dog enjoys it: he's getting a fuck. But think about what you're doing to the dog's perceptions of humanity. You're going to end up with one confused dog. Dogs need the security of knowing where they stand in the pack order. I'm not objecting to the fantasy, just saying that it's abusing the dog to follow through with it.

Beautiful day, clear, warm, sunny and I needed a break from the endless work from the last few weeks. I managed to get away from my usual projects by noon, got home, cleaned-up and then headed for 1350. I checked-in, got a locker, stripped, showered and hit the steamroom. Very few guys in the club and only one in the steamroom. I get a quick hand-job then I'm out and up to the sundeck. Guys come and go but I stay buried in my book. After an hour I head downstairs, shower, then the basement. Still very quiet. Maybe 6 guys. Clash Of The Titans on the TV, bad movie. I head to the back area where the two open beds are and land on one to cool down. Within in a few minutes, I feel a pair of hands on my back. The guy gives me a shoulder rub, then works down across my back to my legs. He's too rough so it's not too good but I don't wanna scare him off. Maybe 10 minutes of this, when he climbs over me and straddles my back with his legs. He's heavy/chunky. He puts all his weight into his massaging my lower back, butt and upper legs, now it's feeling good. I'm moaning in appreciation. He slides a bit higher on my back and goes back to work on my butt. Just a few minutes of good deep massage then he stops. I hear him tear open something. Then I feel something cold dripping on to my ass. Then he's leaning into me, I can feel first his blowing his warm breath across my ass then his tongue riding my crack. He pushes my legs further apart and pulls my dick up. Next he's alternating between sucking on my dick and sliding his tongue into my ass. Probably 10-15 minutes of this. He's holding me down so that I can't raise my ass up. Finally he sits up, all his weight on me, I can feel him jerking his dick, rocking, then shooting his cum on my back. He pauses for a couple of minutes to catch his breath, then works his cum all over my lower back and through my butt crack with one last back rub. He gets up and off of me then leaves. I lay there for what seems to be maybe 7 or 8 minutes (the length of two of the crappy disco tunes) when another guy comes in. This one pulls somewhat the same routine except he's very light touched. From my legs to the top of my head he's just running his fingers all across my body. Covers every inch, no pressure just a calm touching. He finally settles on my ass, slowly rubbing my butt. Again no pressure. Next I feel something cold touching my neck, maybe a stone. It runs the length of my body, down my legs then back up to my neck, I have no idea. He then climbs over me, except this time he's facing forward, his butt just over my knees. I hear him tear something open, then he says something to someone at the doorway. He leans over me and I feel his cock against my ass. His hands are on my back as someone else spreads my ass cheeks apart. Very slowly he slides his dick into my ass. Again I'm weighted down so I can't rise up to his dick. This guy is taller and a long thin dick. He bottoms out very easily. (Yes, I had been using poppers.) He stops for a couple of minutes, buried to his pubes in my ass. He pulls out then begins to fuck me. First short strokes, finding a rhythm, then deep long fucking. He's still saying something to another guy but I can't make-out what he's saying. About 15 pass, and he's busy, non-stop. He's arched up, slamming into me. My legs are spread wide but I can't raise more than a couple of inches. He's still able to pound into me. One last slam and he groans loud. Hold for a minute, then pulls out. Climbs off and mumbles something again. My ass is soaked so probably no wrap. I can hear more tearing and the second guy walks up next to me. My ass is pulled wide. He then climbs up, pushes my legs closer together, then I feel his dick against my ass. He's got a condom on (dry cold). I know that I've got a load of cum in me but have no interest in getting torn up from a dry fuck. I grab my lube from my key band and hand it to him. He tears it open but shoves it into my ass (IDIOT) He's too horny to get a hint. In seconds he's jamming his cock into me. Thick, wide and hard. Luckily he takes his time getting into my ass but once in he hits 4th gear and fucks like an animal. He's holding my legs close together so seems to want a tight fuck. I accomodate his thrusts, as he pounds my ass. I have to brace against the wall to keep from sliding forward and bashing into the wall. Hardest fucking I've had in months, the guy is moaning, holding my waist as he slams into me. He actually picks up speed for a few seconds, slams once more then drops onto my back. sounds like he's having an asthma attack. He pulls out very slowly, leaving the condom behind. It was probably too small and worked off during the fuck. He gets up, pulls my cheeks apart and shoves his finger (fingers?) into me. I feel him pull out the condom (which felt really interesting), says sorry and walks out. I need water!!!!! My head is also still full of poppers so on my way out toward the rear stairs I pass another guy standing in his room doorway. He's smiling, african-american, long semi-hard dick, uncut. I stop, he backs into his room, I follow. He lies down on the bed and waves his dick at me. I grab his meat, he pulls me over his body. I swallow his cock and he swallow mine. He starts fingering my ass as he can see all of me as the lights are on full. "You've got a load in you already". I nod with his dick in my throat. He sucks on my dick for a few minutes then maneuvers further down and pulls my ass to his tongue. He starts rimming every drop of cum and juice out of me. "Fuck you're full of fucking cum". He pushes me forward, kneels up behind me and slides his raw cock into me. Fuck #3. He is really into this. Fucking me. Telling me he can feel the cum in me. When he adds his load, he doesn't stop fucking. "I'M CUMMING!!" "FUCK!" "DAMN GREAT ASS!!" Yes, everyone in the area heard him. When he pulled out, he had to announce 'My dick is covered in cum" "Fuck yeah" I was exhausted. he wanted more. I was still leaned over on the bed trying to regain focus when he grabbed my ass and started rimming me out again. After a couple minutes I flipped over to get away but he grabbed my cock and swallowed it again. Maybe 4-5 minutes of this and I shot close to a half gallon of cum into his mouth and felt every nerve in my body explode................ I'm drained, he's happy. I make an exit, hit the showers then back to the sundeck for close to an hour. Three loads in me, one on me, and gave one massive climax to finish the day. That's why I enjoy the baths .... (Yes, I originally posted this to last load received section, but it seems that it belongs here..)