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So my roommate and I had always had an agreement that throughout the day that we were together in the 2 bedroom house we shared whoever fell asleep before the other would get tied up and slammed and get fucked while sleeping and that there was no way out of it. But it wasn't just going to be the roommate doing the fucking we agreed that the other had to hit up anyone on Grindr or any other gay hookup website or app and get as many guys as we could over to breed the sleeper. We were both Poz so we didn't care about anyone's status and if they partied it would make it better. Jeremy and I were both 19 and since we were always together in school and both on the swim team we both had similar builds. We both stood at 6ft and both had a nice swimmers six pack. I had nice thick 7 inch cock and Jeremy had a similar thick but 6 inch cock and we loved sucking on them when we were together. This night we were both out seperatly at different parties and I was the first to make it home. I walked in and went straight to the bathroom to wash off all the funky odores I got on me with all the girls that kept rubbing all over me. I was upset that I wasn't bringing home any of the guys to fuck me and really wasn't in the mood to jack off so as soon as I was out of the shower I just decided to turn in for the night and sleep all this day away. Jeremy It was three am and I stumbled in the door with the six guys that wanted to come home with me to fuck and I could see my roommates shoes by the front door so I knew he was home. I smiled and whispered for the other guys to be quite as I tip toed to my roommates room where I found him sound asleep on his belly with his as showing and slightly snoring. As per our agreed rules I went to the guys and told them all to strip their clothes at the door and explained to them what out agreement was. They all grinned ear to ear when they heard that and they all quickly got out of their clothes. I took mine off as well and made sure to grab the syringe full of Tina and the Tina laced lube I had brought with me and we all crept to my roommates room to get ready. Once in his room I quietly got the ropes from under his bed and started tying his wrist and ankles to his bed posts. Once they were secure I checked on him and he was still snoring soundly so I knew we could move on to the next part. I grabbed the syringe and the tourniquet and started to wrap it around his arm and passed the Tina laced lube to the guy with the biggest cock and whispered to him to plunge right into his ass as I plunged down on the needle. He nodded and got himself ready as I inserted the needle with no problem into his arm. I pulled back on the plunger and it filled nicely with blood signaling it was ready. I looked over at the big guy ready to fuck my roomy and he was aimed right at his hole with the other guys spreading his ass to help. I gave him the thumbs up and whispered if they were both lubed and ready and he smiled and gave a thumbs up as well. Ok I whispered and said on the count of there, 3 2 1. Right after one I plunged down on the needle and the guy slammed down into my roommates hole causing him to jolt up and scream in pain and surprise. More to cum little piggies

Part 5 - Day 2 At Sea Nothing but sea, that was all Luca could see now looking out of the window putting his socks and trainers on. He descended the stairs and unlocked the door to his parents suite joining them for breakfast. Ramon was busy laying up the dining table with an assistant. Luca felt a little embarrassed after last night antics with him. Ramon looked up and held a chair for Luca to join his parents, they kissed wishing each other good morning. Luca made eye contact with Ramon and sat at the chair Ramon had pulled out for him. "Good morning sir" Ramon said acting all normal "Did you have a good sleep?" Luca smiled "Morning Ramon, yes a great nights sleep" he said watching Ramon place the napkin on his lap. Ramon handed him a menu "Well if there is anything I can do to make you more comfortable please ask sir". "Thank you" Luca said opening the menu and trying to figure out if there was another meaning to his words. "What are you planning to do today Luca?" his mother asked picking up her cup of coffee. Luca shrugged his shoulders "I might sit in the sun and read my book for a while". Gio finished ordering breakfast "There is a talk at 11am about Forensic Science if your interested". Luca ordered his breakfast with fixed eyes on Ramon "No, I am all lectured out for the moment". Gio laughed "Make sure you put sun screen on Luca, we have some in our bathroom". "Thanks I will do" Luca replied quietly inhaling Ramon's scent as he poured coffee for him. "I might even go check out the gym later" Luca said out of the blue stunning his parents. "Gym" his mother repeated "what work out?" she asked looking surprised. Luca burst out laughing "Not work out just run a few miles". Gio chuckled "Just don't turn in to a gym rat Luca, your physique is fine". The family enjoyed a leisurely breakfast and chatting. Ramon checking on them every 15 minutes whilst he and the cabin steward cleaned Luca's suite. To Luca's relief there was no awkwardness this morning and Ramon went around doing his business. Luca returned to his suite to find Ramon replacing the fruit bowl. Ramon looked up and smiled "I will be finished in a moment" he said then glanced behind him "Luca". Luca sat on the sofa watching him "Where is the gym I couldn't find it yesterday?". "Deck 7 forward near the spa" Ramon replied "Your father is right though don't ruin your physique". Luca chuckled "Do you hear everything?" he asked standing up and heading towards the stairs. Ramon cut off his path and planted a kiss on Luca's mouth "It is my business to know you inside and out". Luca stood there frozen to the spot feeling movement down below, not now he thought glancing down at his semi hard cock under his shorts. Climbing the stairs he licked his lips and watched Ramon taking the old fruit, he turned looking at Luca then winked and left the suite. Luca dressed in his bathing shorts and t-shirt, grabbed his book and sunglasses the went back to his parents suite to fetch the sunscreen. Deciding on a couple of hours in the sun reading then he would then go find the gym and maybe book a massage whilst there. He only managed to read one chapter then found himself unable to concentrate from the wave of tiredness that came over him. Putting the book down he lowered the back of the sunbed, laying down he closed his eyes resting them, enjoying the tranquillity. He must have dozed off and woke hearing laughter coming from the pool. Raising his head it was strange seeing some of the people who stood there the evening before dressed for sail away, now they were half clad soaking up the sun. Luca stood and looked over the railings to the lower aft deck which was packed. Thank god they had the Duchess terrace for suite guests giving them more space and privacy. Turning back around he caught a glimpse of Oliver and Brad sitting at the bar on the other side of the deck. Fortunately his sunglasses affording him the ability to look but without them knowing, Oliver was staring back at him and Brad had turned to the bartender to order a drink. Stupidly Oliver had let on what Luca was drinking the night before boasting how he had got him alone for 5 minutes. Luca walked back to his sunbed and laid down, Brad slipped off the bar stool with two drinks. "Back in a moment" he said to Oliver showing him the drink and giving a cheeky grin. Oliver tried to grab Brad but he was too far out of his reach "Hey that's not playing fair". "You should be more careful what you tell us Olly" Brad replied casually walking off in Luca's direction. "Morning" Brad said sitting on the sunbed next to Luca "Brought you a cold drink you look a little hot" he said giving Luca his best smile. Luca lowered his sunglasses "Morning, Brad isn't it?" he asked accepting the drink "Thank you". "Isn't this just perfect" Brad announced clearly looking at Luca who took a gulp of his drink "sun, sea and not a care in the world". "Hell" Luca exclaimed looking at Brad "What the fuck mate it's got alcohol in". Brad chuckled "I heard you like vodka and coke with plenty of ice" he replied "and it is nearly lunchtime". Luca smiled admiring Brad's body and thinking of Mark "That maybe but I don't drink during the day". Oliver looked on annoyed that he revealed too much last night. He begun to look a little worried seeing Brad and Luca laughing and chatting, they then stood up and jumped in the pool swimming around together. Luca climbed out of the pool after twenty minutes and returned to his sunbed alone. Brad had a very charismatic charm about him, what shocked Luca the most was how direct his innuendos were clearly indicating he wanted Luca in bed. Luca skipped lunch and went up to find the gym. Passing the spa he looked at the display board showing the crew who manned the spa, his eye taken by the one of the massage therapists called Andre from Vilnius in Lithuania. The head shot showed his blue eyes, blond hair and hard jaw line that accentuated and lifted his looks in to a soft state, almost like 'I am a good boy really' kind of way. Luca walked up to the reception and asked if they had any appointments for a massage later. He booked the 5pm slot and shown the therapy lounge where he should be five minutes before his appointment. Straight away Luca found the gym, plugging in his headphone he set off for a 5 mile run. His thoughts though turned back to Brad and that beautiful solid build he had. After showering he joined his parents for afternoon tea in the Duchess Grill lounge. Luca's real downfall in life was scones and Assam tea, his most favourite part of travelling on Dranuc Lines. His mother told him that he needed to be dressed in formal dinner wear by 8pm for cocktails in the Duchess Grill lounge with the captain. Luca kissed his mother and father and set off to get ready for his massage. Placing his clothes in the locker and securing the robe around him Luca took a seat in the therapy lounge. He was still a few minutes early and grabbed a cup of iced water sitting back down when he heard the a deep voice calling his name at the door. Luca looked up at the six foot two inches of blond muscle standing at the door, he looked just like his picture but never did he expect the Lithuanian to be so tall or muscled. Andre smiled as Luca stood up and shook his hand rather too tightly and firm. He could have sworn he saw a mischievous smirk on Andre's face as he turned and lead Luca to the treatment room. Walking in there was little light coming through the closed blind over the window that looked out to sea, Andre changed the sign on the door to engaged, closing the door he turned and smiled at Luca. "Hang your robe there and put the towel around you" Andre instructed Luca Luca wrapped the skimpy towel around him an Andre asked "Any where in particular I need to work on?". Luca laid on the table "No not really, just a good going over". He could see the smile broaden on Andre's face "All over?" he asked again turning to watch Luca settle. Luca rested his head through the hole settling down, discreetly he undid the towel so that is just rested across his ass and repositioned his cock which was already showing signs of stirring. Facing the floor with the biggest smile on his face Andre asked what scented oil he preferred. Luca lifted his head and saw Andre had taken his top off and was bare chested. His cock immediately went full throttle seeing the adonis body standing there, clearly underneath his flimsy trousers he could see that Andre had no underwear on. Luca suggested a bergamot and lavender. Andre turned and mixed the oils allowing Luca time to look over his incredible back that looked so soft and smooth. Placing his head back in the hole facing the floor he closed his eyes 'hell not now' he thought feeling the precum leaking on the towel under him. He felt the warm hands touching his shoulders dispersing the oil, gradually the hands showed their full worth. Andre worked over his upper body and arms. Luca was leaking precum like it was going out of fashion. It had happened a couple of other times when getting a massage but never to this extent. The hands were strong and had the ability to make Luca moan several times the lower they went. Every time Andre leant forward to massage his lower back he made deliberate brushing movements with his cock, almost to the point of grinding it against Luca's head. Luca felt it every time and knew Andre was getting harder the more it brushed him. Suddenly Andre stopped and Luca was about to raise his head put Andre held his head down 'don't move' he said soothingly. He felt Andre folding the towel in half exposing more of his lower half. He gasped quietly feeling the warm oil trickling along his legs. Luca wanted to bang his legs hard on the table, the touch and sensation of Andre holding his legs giving them a deep tissue massage. He was getting to the point where he couldn't take any more, he really wanted to turn over and masturbate hoping it would then allow him to enjoy the massage more. Luc couldn't help it, he moaned in pleasure feeling the hands ran along the inside of his upper legs. Waiting for the hand to stop their journey upwards his eyes were half closed and moaning constantly. Andre looked down and desperately wanted to kiss the young body, he continued up and rubbed Luca's ass squeezing each cheek at first then massaging them almost like he was teasing Luca. Luca raised and head and looked at Andre "Sorry you did say all over" he said removing the towel completely. "Uhh" Luca laid his head down to the side holding on to the table "I didn't think you meant that". Andre continued massaging his ass cheeks "Tell me if you want me to stop". Luca stared at the wall and cabinet to his side trying to take his mind off things by reading the row of oil bottles. In his state he could really feel the sexual way his ass was being massaged. Suddenly Luca gasped feeling Andre's hands pulling his cheeks apart then spreading them. His rational thought was saying you must tell him to stop. Rational lost out the more Andre massaged. Slowly Andre repositioned himself so he was standing in front of Luca's face. In one very deliberate movement Andre pushed his crotch in to Luca's face allowing him to feel how hard his cock was. Luca's instinct took over and he pulled Andre's trousers down, straight away he had a mouth full of his cock. At the same time Andre slipped an oiled finger between Luca's ass cheeks and gently pushed it in. Luca wriggled his legs shocked at what was happening. "Gražus berniukas" Andre said "pretty boy, noriu su tavimi mylėtis, I want to make love to you". Luca pulled away from Andre's cock "When?" he asked thinking how much a slut he must look right. Andre smiled "Čia ir dabar, here now" he replied slipping out of his trousers. Luca found his head pushed back in to the hole facing the floor. Andre climbed on the table and laid on top of Luca. His eyes were open wide trying to figure out if this really was happening, the weight of the muscled body on top of him soon gave him the answer. He wanted Andre so badly. Like a hand fitting a glove, Andre raised his hips and glided his cock sweetly in to Luca's ass. Luca gasped feeling the cock penetrating his ass, the mild discomfort he felt soon diminished remembering who actually was on top of him. Panic rose and he raised his head 'condom' Luca said. Andre kissed his cheek 'I won't cum in you' he replied then using his hand he pushed Luca's head back in to the hole and held him there. His moans were quiet and directed downwards, Andre was so gentle with him and he felt no pain only pleasure that seemed to exude from Andre into him. This was the first time a man had entered him without a condom, freaking at first he found the subtle difference amazing. He could feel the warm breath of Andre on his neck, his ass was connected to Andre's cock just as nature had intended. The full seven inches of Andre's cock was buried deep in side Luca grinding away at his ass, he could feel the tenseness and release with each deep penetrating move. Andre had never felt such an urge to make love, but somehow this sweet sexy guy was broke all his professionalism. Andre lifted Luca's head and kissed him 'Tu tokia seksuali' he said looking Luca in the eye 'so sexy'. Luca had no time to react and moaned a little louder as Andre hit home hard several times then pulled his cock out ejaculating his seed all over Luca's ass and hole. Andre jumped off the table and grabbed some tissues cleaning up the mess he had made on Luca's ass. The temptation for Andre was there, using his finger he pushed some of his cum towards Luca's hole and worked it in. Luca realising grabbed his hand and laughed 'stop it' he said holding his hand out for tissue. Luca sat up and cleaned the mess up he had made. He never felt his own orgasm, so lost in the moment enjoying Andre fucking him so tenderly. Andre looked at the clock "You still have 15 minutes lay back down" he said rubbing oil on his hands. Luca laid back down "Can you do my shoulders please" he asked putting his head back in the hole. Andre put his trousers on and stood in front of Luca, he lifted his head up and Andre lowered his trousers wanting Luca to suck his cock as he massaged him. He could taste the remnants of Andre's orgasm his mouth working delicately along the semi hard cock. Playfully Luca would run his teeth over the head of Andre's cock ever so often, Andre responding each time by slipping a finger in to Luca's ass or squeezing his ass cheeks hard. Andrew pulled away 'Times up' he said kneeling down and kissing Luca delicately. He showered and changed in to his clothes and walked out through to the reception. Andre handed him an appointment card "I have booked you in tomorrow at 5pm to work on your front". Luca took the card "Thank you Andre, I feel so much better" he said smiling and walking out of the spa. Back in his suite Luca sat on the bed looking out of the windows at the Duchess Grill terrace, contemplating what just happened, the hot Lithuanian masseur had given him more than be went there for. Putting the appointment card on the dressing table Luca was feeling quite excited at the prospect of another massage tomorrow. Luca laid back on his bed and masturbated imagining Andre not pulling out when he orgasmed. Luca showered properly washing all the oil off his skin, every time he caught a waft of the scent it made him hard. It was already 7pm and Luca was trying to decide which tuxedo to wear for the evening. It was the welcome on board formal night with captain's cocktail party so he needed to dress smart. Socks and under was the easy part and he was already wearing those when the doorbell rang and Ramon entered the suite. "Luca are you in?" Ramon called from downstairs. He leaned over the staircase "Yes I am upstairs dressing for dinner" he replied "well trying to". "I will help you" Ramon said reaching the top of the stairs looking spectacular in his butler formal wear. Luca smiled "Thanks I need some help" he said going back in to the dressing room. Ramon followed him and sniffed the air then Luca "You have been to the spa" he remarked sensually. Luca felt a strange feeling of the dynamics between them changing. Despite being his butler Ramon was clearly in charge of Luca and he knew it. Ramon leaned behind Luca and closed the door, he felt the arms on his shoulders pushing him down to his knees 'You know what to do' Ramon said undoing the zipper on this trousers, looking up Ramon looked so sexy and had a twinkle in his eyes. Twenty minutes later Luca walked out with his trousers, shirt and bow tie on. Ramon followed him out carrying the tuxedo jacket. He helped Luca in to the jacket and straightened everything up then kissed him on the lips 'wait there' he said disappearing in to the dressing room again. "Luca" his mother called out to him and walked up the stairs in her evening gown "are you ready yet?". "Nearly" Luca replied almost panicking knowing Ramon was in the dressing room. Ramon appeared carrying a lint roller "Good evening madam you look very elegant". Sarah smiled and twirled "Thank you Ramon" she looked at Luca "perfect choice Luca". Ramon used the roller over the shoulder and sleeves sneaking glances at Luca "Dressed and ready madam". Luca smiled "Thank you Ramon" he said watching Ramon nod and wish them a great evening. Sarah waited until Ramon left the suite "He is the best butler we have ever had". Luca smiled and agreed taking his mothers arm and walking down the stairs and meeting his father. The cocktail party was very amiable and Luca found himself hogged by the four American guys, each one discreetly flirting with him and trying to get him to drink more champagne. Luca though had control on his intake and refused each glass they tried to get him to drink. Shortly before the party ended the captain introduced the senior officers and most importantly the group of butlers who looked after the guests in the Duchess Grill. Oliver, James and Liam clapped loudly when Glen their butler was introduced. Brad however had noticed how Luca and Ramon looked at each other when he was introduced. Luca's parents chatted with the captain now the party was winding down. Brad clinked his glass with Luca's and winked at him. "What was that for?" Luca asked slightly confused at Brad's manner. Brad grinned and noticed that Ramon was looking in their direction "Your fucking with the butler" he whispered. Luca nearly spat his drink out "Why on earth would you say that?" he asked looking at Brad mildly amused. Brad just smirked "Yeah, your definitely doing it with him" he replied chuckling staring into Luca's eyes. Luca was uncomfortable being outed so easily "What makes you think I am gay". Brad sipped his champagned "Come back to my suite after dinner I will make you gay if your not already". Luca put his glass down on the table "Suppose you are right, why would I fuck with you?". Brad leaned in "If you don't then I tell your parents your fucking the help" he whispered then left Luca. He had no time to answer Brad back, if only he knew Luca thought to himself catching a faint whiff of the bergamot and lavender reminding him of Andre. His mother called to him for dinner and Luca walked across the bar area worried if Brad really was the type of person to tell his parents. He had no proof though, still Brad certainly did appeal to him. Maybe sex with Brad wasn't a bad thing to experience, he was very cocky, arrogant and totally sure of himself, and that smile could knock you over. Annoyingly Luca's parents were getting on really well with the four guys chatting constantly over dinner and what to try off the menu. Brad kept glancing at Luca and nodding to his parents, Luca would mouth the word 'fuck off' back to Brad. He was doing it deliberately just to see Brad's very devilish sexy smirk. Luca knew that a couple of times Brad had been caught by James as he would suddenly flinch then James would look at Luca and wink. The only one of the group that hadn't flirted with him was Liam, secretly he was the one that Luca really fancied but why he just couldn't fathom that out. He was in no doubt the guys were way more experienced in sex than he was. Going with any of them would put him way out of his depth, yet he was definitely not adverse to the idea. Luca stopped looking at the other table and focused on eating his dinner. Deliberately Luca stayed with his parents all evening keeping a low profile and returning to his suite just after midnight. He locked the door and turned in for the night.

The Broken Jock V: The Catcher Clyde here again. It was noon when Adam texted the guild to let us all of know that the team was headed to the bar after Saturday practice. Young ginger catcher Evan and his neg hole was on my mind all week. I got to the bar around 2 and saw that most of the team was there having a good time drinking and hollering out team pride stuff. I wanted a smoke so I went out to the back alley. There, I found young Caleb with his sweat pants pulled down, bent over a trash can getting barebacked by Poz9in. I smiled and watched the kid take the large leather man's experienced poz cock up his small bubble butt. After a few minutes, I walked over. I pulled a new poppers bottle out of my pocket, opened it and made Caleb take multiple hits. Poz9in plowed the kid harder as he watched the left fielder get poppered up. “Yeah, daddy. Take my hole!” “That’s a great ass on him, huh!” I said to Poz9in. “I’d like to see the entire guild get inside Caleb here.” “I’m taking Caleb home with me tonight. He has a date with a blindfold and five of my oldest friends.” Poz9in grinned. “Now hold on good. I’m gonna load you up, son.” He advised. Caleb braced for harder fucking as the man bucked his ass harder and deeper, lifting the boy’s feet off the ground. “Fuck! Yeah, there it is. Feel that hot sperm shooting up inside you. Feel it?” Caleb nodded. Poz9in slowed his fucking down. I finished my cigarette and walked back into the bar with my cock rock hard in my jeans. All members of the guild showed up today. I need to find Evan before one of them gets to him first. ______________________ Back inside the bar, I located Evan waiting in line for the restroom, so I slapped his ass and got in line behind him. He smiled at me and said hi. He was wearing some track pants from practice, the material added an enticing sheen over his perfect butt. From behind I leaned up to whisper in his ear. “Please tell I can shove my cock up your ass today?” Evan smiled and grabbed the bulge in my jeans. “Damn, you’re already hard!” He rubbed the shaft through the rough denim. “Let’s go somewhere after I take a pee.” Evan and I walked a couple blocks from the bar and arrived at a club. A sex club I haven’t really frequented before. “My boyfriend and I come here occasionally and play,” Evan said. “Come in with me.” Evan got us a room and we made our way to the dimmed hallway. We stopped at the locker room to undress. We each had our own keys and lockers. I watched Evan undress taking off his shirt and trackies. “Leave on your jock strap.” I told him. He looked down at his royal blue jock. “I like fucking jocks.” “Okay,” he said. I undressed completely and wrapped my towel around my waist as I followed Evan to our room. Men watched as I perved over Evan’s ass as he walked. A couple times, I stuck my finger in his hole, and made him walk bow-legged. I had my finger up his ass when we came to the door to our room and entered. We got inside to find a fuck bench that I pushed him towards, “Stand and put one leg up on that!” Evan did as I commanded. I shut the door and jacked by rock hard cock, aiming for that sweet young, ginger butt hole framed in a royal blue jock. I walked up to Evan and got down to have a look at his hole. I pressed the pink pucker with my finger as I jacked myself more. In my towel, I remembered to bring poppers and baby oil. With the baby oil, I generously lubed up Evan’s hole sweetly with my middle finger, and listened as Evan moaned. I then stood up and pressed my cockhead against the sphincter, trying to breech it quickly and raw. “Ah, ah!” Evan stopped me. “Put this on.” He reached into a pocket on his jock handed me a condom. “Okay.” I roughly open it with my teeth. Evan was facing away from me offering his ass to me as I located the reservoir tip of the condom and tore it off with my teeth and spit it out. I put on the rubber and make sure that my mushroom cock head is completely exposed through the latex and ready to enter Evan’s neg butt. I lined up my drooling bare cock head with Evan’s hole and shove it in. It hurt him to go in so deep and fast, but I held it there and opened the poppers. “Inhale. It’ll help.” I make Even take eight hits on the fresh bottle and I felt him relax his hole, submitting to my invasion. I am ecstatic to have my leaking poz cock stealthing this beautiful boy’s hole. I begin fucking him in short humps that then lead to longdicking him. As I did, the condom rolled back on my cock, exposing more of my shaft for barebacking this ginger jock properly. Like with Tom, I enjoy fucking a guy from behind, standing up and getting him to spread his legs for me. Evan was doing just that as I fucked him and poppered him up some more. He spread his legs and bent over more to give me full access. And I took that nice hole. He moaned as I fucked him. And I pressed down on his back to hold him down when I shot about seven ropes of poz sperm into his rectum. He felt it, too. “Oh no! No! Your cum!” “Fuck! The condom broke. Sorry,” I lied. I pulled out of Evan and walk out. I left him there in the sex club hoping he’d let other men fuck him with my load still inside. Later, I recorded my conquest in the guild’s log. Evan, catcher (23): Neg ginger boy butt poz bred by Clyde. Used poppers and stealthed him with a broken condom.

I'm a fat, 56-year-old, and I have been having some of the best sex of my life with one of the hottest young tops I have ever slept with since Christmas. He is totally into my chubby belly.

They dragged my trousers and underpants down and my cock sprang up strong and stiff. Then warm, wet lips engulfed it and I gasped with pleasure, even though I knew what I was doing was dangerous and wrong. Now another smell hit me as someone opened a bottle of poppers which filled the small space. My heart began to race and I put my hands on the head sucking me, and felt thin hair and wrinkled skin. Meanwhile, other fingers gripped the base of my cock, probed between my buttocks and pinched my nipples through my shirt. Oh god, I thought, I should go. This was all wrong. A bottle was thrust into my nostrils. "Take a deep sniff" whispered the man who'd been kissing me, adding "enjoy yourself." I inhaled, and felt the popper-rush and my resistance melted. Someone pushed my head down and fed a thick cock into my mouth. It was slippery and tasted of cum and smelled of ass juices. I gagged, but the poppers had me high and I began to suck and clean it. Someone asked "Who is he?" "Dunno," whispered another, explaining "Some yuppie slumming it." "He's sure eager for cock." A low chuckle "Yeah, and he's gonna get what's coming to him." I felt a finger against my arsehole. It was cold and slippery and I realised someone was rubbing lube into it. Oh no. This was too much. I needed to come to my senses. But it felt so good as the finger slid gently into me and the poppers bottle was thrust under my nose. I groaned and stayed bent over, my heart beating fast and a pulse roaring in my ears. "Fuck it!" someone urged. I felt a body behind me and then a thin, mushroom headed cock probing my hole. I reached back and realised it was bare, and my heart skipped a beat. What was I doing? How could I do this? But the head popped into me, followed by the long, thin shaft and I could only groan with pleasure and surrender. He began to thrust slowly, deliberately in and out, and I could feel calloused fingers feeling for where the shaft entered me. His thrusts were getting more deliberate, faster, as he worked himself towards orgasm. 'I'm going to let him', I thought, 'Oh Jesus, I'm going to let him'. He was now thrusting fast, so I wasn't surprised when he gasped "I'm gonna cum!. I'm gonna breed your fuckin' arse!" He gave a deep growl of pleasure, and I felt the cock in me swell and throb and knew he was spurting, his sperm carrying god knows what diseases into my guts. I was shaking with fear, but also with the realisation that I'd crossed a line into depravity and it was also exciting. Fingers probed my hole and a man said "Spunked up him, did you?" "Oh yeah. Gave him a dirty load." Someone stroked my head surprisingly gently. "Nice one, mate. Now you've joined the club." Fingers undid my shirt, pulling it off my body and then they gently, reverently pulled me into a cubicle. Someone sat on the toilet, I couldn't see who, and pulled my head down onto his cock. He stroked my face as I sucked him and gave me more poppers. Then he reached over my back and I felt his strong hands pull my cheeks apart, asking "Who's next? Anyone want to knock him up before he leaves?" Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I realised what was happening to me, the awful depravity of it, and I also knew I wanted it. An obese man mounted me, resting his heavy belly on my bottom as his stubby cock slid into my wet hole. He was excited, dripping with sweat and only lasted a few seconds before he gasped and came in me. He pulled out roughly, and I felt a gush of warm, slimy spunk dribble down over my balls. 'Yes, I'm going to let them', I thought as another cock nosed easily into my dripping hole. I had gladly accepted my fate.

One thing I have been surprised to discover, as I have set about being a bareback bottom, about how spit actually can be an effective sort of lube. Back in the days when I was only using condoms, I had thought that spit was not effective lube, that in the case where people actually did use spit for lube it would be rough. It turns out that, with the right top, perhaps with a bit of rimming beforehand, spit is perfectly good lube for fucking. Maybe it is a matter of me having become a practiced bottom. Spit actually does work fine. I've even been able to take at least one big dick, seven inches and reasonably thick, with spit alone. I would definitely be interested in trying more. What have your experiences been? What has been the most you have taken on spit alone? With said skilled top with the seven-inch dick, we have kept lube close at hand in case we wanted to try fisting, say.

Bug chasing has lost most of its allure lately, am I right? I mean, the meds are good, everyone’s vital loads are well controlled, and so many guys are on prep that getting raw fucked by a poz top doesn’t have that thrill. That risk factor anymore. Which got me thinking the other night. With the current state of affairs and all the cries for social distancing, this led my mind down a dark path. I started wondering if I could maybe chase getting the corona virus? This got my butthole seriously twitching. So I wrote a Doublelist ad entitled Covid Chasing. Here’s what it said: “Handsome, fit bottom here looking for some risky behavior. Social distancing has me horny as hell! I’m looking for a hung BB top who might have been traveling recently and is now experiencing a cough or more. Before we’re quarantined, come and get some relief.” To make things easier, I buried my cell digits in the ad to elicit a faster response. Honestly, I wasn’t sure this would even work, but just posting the bad gave me that knitted feeling in my guts— like I was being naughty and careless. Such a turn on! I got a response the same evening, faster than I had anticipated. He texted me: Him: hey, saw your DL ad Me: Yeah? What’s up? Him: I think I’ve got what you’re looking for Me: really?? Tell me Him: I’m a flight attendant and I was working the Rome flights Was sent home cuz I’m not feeling well and I now have a cough Me: you feeling up for some ass? How Big’s your cock? Any pics? him: I’m 8.5 and thick I get a LOT of ass, but none recently so I have a weeks worth built up He did send a picture along and true to his word he had a thick, uncut beauty of a dick. So I gave him my address and buzzer code. He said he’d be over in about 30 minutes. And now my stomach was full of butterflies. It reminded me how I felt when I agreed to take my first poz guy bareback. All the danger, all the uncertainty and second guessing. All the dark excitement. I got my ass ready for him, and right on cue he was buzzing to be let in. This was my last chance to stop my actions and lower my risk. Was I really going to let a guy exhibiting Covid-19 symptoms breed me? My heart was racing and my mind reeling. I buzzed him up. When I opened the door, I was face to face with a very handsome guy- although he did look a bit peaked. He was tall And lanky, about 6’2”, with jet black hair and dark stubble. He also was slightly olive completed. “I can see why you got the Rome run— you look Italian.” I told him. ”Well, that’s because I am— or at least my family was from there,” he confirmed as he coughed lightly into his hand. I led him into the bedroom where I had some porn playing. “You sure you wanna fuck?” He asked. “Oh yeah, I’m climbing the walls I’m so horny! I need that big cock to breed me!” ”But you could get really sick,” he said, a look of genuine concern on his face. I slowly knelt down in front of him. As I undid his pants I said, “At the rate this thing is going, we’re all gonna get it. I’d just prefer to get it out of the way and have some fun during, you know?” ”I think that’s how I got it,” he said. I went to a bathhouse in Rome and Fucked a bunch of guys before they locked the country down.” “Tell me about the bathhouse,” I said as I slipped his uncut dick into my mouth. He started telling me about these different guys he fucked there. Tourists. A couple locals. One drunk “straight” married American dad. He was rock hard and oozing Precum in morning time as he regaled me with his exploits. I tasted every salty drop. ”I need this cock in me,” I moaned. So he got me on all fours then he dropped and started eating my ass. Only stopping periodically to cough. As he ate my ass he would spit on my hole and then tongue it into me. I moaned every time I felt the spit hit. ”You really are a fucking pig, aren’t you?” He laughed as he shoved a finger roughly into me. “You’re chasing the VID!” ”FUCK ME!” I Growled. He did our some lube on his dick, but topped it off with fresh spit. Then he positioned his head At my hole. I could feel the fever heat of his cock scalding my pucker. ”Once I go it, I’m not stopping til I cum,” he warned. ”Do it,” I said. And then he was sliding into me. The man had a fucking incredible cock— thank you Italians! Ramrod straight, meaty, and veined. With enough foreskin to make it slide beautifully in my eager fuckhole. I felt his fever radiating into my guts like his cock was made of uranium. And again, true to his heritage, he knew how to fuck with that tool. He fucked in long, easy strokes with just a bit of hip snap at the end so I got the full effect of his length. His girth stretched my hole so that I had that wonderful, full feeling for each and every thrust. I was so goddamn ready for Dick that my ass just gobbled that dick right up. He even got up into my second ring with very little effort. It’s like my ass was built expressly to take his cock. He fucked me on all fours for awhile, probably 15 minutes while I hugged poppers and begged for him to own my ass. As his thrusting intensified, so did his occasional coughing spasms. Eventually he pulled out and maneuvered me onto my back. ”I’m gonna breed you soon, but I want to be looking into your eyes while I do it,” he panted. I nodded in agreement and lifted my legs for him. He slid into me and set to really fucking me. Pounding me mercilessly with every inch. My second ring was getting bruised from the fierceness if his thrusts. He was wheezing and coughing openly as he looked down at me. “Aw fuck, here I cum man! You’re ass is gonna get infected DEEP!” He shouted. He locked eyes with me as he rammed one final time to unload his seven days of pent up poison. I felt every throb. Every pulse of hot semen launching deep into me. I stroked my cock three times and coated his chest with my own load. I then reached up and pulled him down into a deep kiss- his cock still occasionally twitching inside me. As he got dressed to leave he looked down at me and said, “I hope this was worth it.” I looked up at him and smiled. “I’ll let you know in about two weeks.”

Got home from being used at a friends house. My husband found out I’ve been cheating and letting strangers fuck me and always bareback. He said were not having sex anymore but if I’m gonna be a BB cumdump then he’s locking up my cock.

Same here; I love the taste of cum, and right now with all of the social distancing, my own cum is the only jizz I'm getting. So why waste it wiping my cum on a towel?

I remember getting my pubes slowly during 7th grade when I was 12. That was my first year of junior high school and my first time in gym with showers. We didn’t shower naked to my relief because I was terrified I’d get a boner. But I think most guys were maturing the same time according to our talks. I saw a few full Bush visual confirmations that were incredible and even one guy who still was bald but had a huge dick. The first time I ejaculated was pre-pubes and it just happened one night when I was rubbing into a pillow and next thing I know... explosion. I literally thought I had broken my dick. I haven’t stopped masturbating since.

If I were to attend MAL, this is what I would wish for. It's the first night of MAL. I've already spent some time mingling with people in the lobby. Enjoying the eye candy, exchanging glances with other men, drinking a few beers. My cock is hard and I cannot wait to get into more comfortable and easy access gear and check out a dance party at one of the clubs. I change into my new leather harness and jock strap, slip into my favorite pair of boots, and grab my cowboy hat. I lube my ass up, because I am not coming home without a load in me and want to make things easier for any willing tops. My ass looks great in this leather jock. The harness attaches to it and I'm already getting my codpiece wet with pre-cum thinking about the possibilities. We get to the club, where it's packed, loud and smells like raw sex. I'm in heaven. There are several levels, so I check out each one, trying to find a good opportunity for some cock. As I go up, the levels get a little less crowded, and on the third floor I find a decent sized dance floor, with a few people here and there, and then I spot him. This gorgeous hunk, about my height, hairy, thick build, beard and devilish smile. I look at him, and catch him looking back. He's dancing slowly to the music, and notice that his cock is out, hanging low, with a 0 gauge PA pulling it down. I have always wanted a PA fuck, could this be my lucky day? I start dancing and slowly get closer to this man, I dance so that my ass is facing him. It looks good in this jock, nice and firm. Will it catch his attention? It's looking like it. He starts dancing and moving my way, and I notice his cock slowly getting larger and starting to defy gravity. I start backing my ass up closer to his direction, and eventually, I bump into him. By this time, I can feel the cold metal of his PA right at the top of my ass cheeks. That is the perfect height. I start pushing my ass up against his crotch, feeling his hard cock fully against my ass, opening up my cheeks with his thickness. He starts slowly grinding up against me, with his cock sliding up and down my crack. I can feel the metal graze against my hole and it sends all the right signals to my brain. He grabs me by the harness, pulls me close, turns my head with his hands and starts to kiss me as he grinds into me more. I can smell cigar and beer in his breath and beard. His cock is looking for my hole, I can feel it moving near my hole and look for that alignment as we adjust our bodies to help. Suddenly, we hit that right spot and his pierced head catches my hole just right, so that instead of sliding up and down, it starts finding its way into me. Thanks to my planning and how horny and turned on I am, my hole is ready for his cock. The pierced head starts sliding in, and I start pushing back into him to help it go in deeper. It doesn't take long before he bottoms out against me, and I feel his full cock inside me. It's just the right size, and the PA hits my prostate. FUCK, this random guy is balls deep in me, RAW, in public, and it is everything I have dreamed of. The song changes and the beat picks up, which is perfect as we start going into a full fuck, and no one can tell what we are doing. He fills me with his cock with every thrust. My cock is rock hard. He pulls me into him with his arms. As we kiss, I beg him to breed me. He puts his mouth to my ear and says "I already did".

Have been TRYING to be good with all the Corona crap going on, but fearing a lockdown to happen, I needed an itch scratched. Had been chatting with a supposed "straight" 48 yo top. Said he had never fucked a guy before, but don't believe that. Had a nice 7 cut cock, and flooded my guts! After breeding, we showered together, and conversed for well over an hour. As I was about to leave, he said he wanted to drop another load in me! Who was I to say no? Lol

Local sauna and London venues are shut. Not working from home but when I am here longer I'm pumping my nipples to give them serious growth. Also riding dildos so my ass is in great form when we get through this. And both of those activities plus porn are keeping my cock shooting after each session.

17 at Crewe railway station. Guy in his 40s with a really thick dick. I had to sit on the train for 3 hours with a ripped up arse full of cum. I'd only ever sucked anyone up until then so getting fucked was a shock

I have probably participated in enough sex parties/groups to have been in every position at least once, with the possible exception of 19 (does he have a foot fetish or did he drop his bottle of poppers?)

I'm in #7, but I'm not sure about the "good enough for topping" thing for #6. Making bottoms feel really good is more about attacking the prostate zone that you can hit if you're 5-6". And IMO, the best feeling for a top isn't deep at all. The tightest part is the first couple inches. Being big is important for getting hookups, and it looks great in porn... especially when the guys are short. But there's a big difference between porn and sex. Porn is about what you see and sex is about what you feel. A lot of bottoms have eyes bigger than their asses. I've had lots of hookups where I hurt him or he couldn't let me in. You 9" fuckas must know what I mean. I've never felt like I wasn't big enough to satisfy him. But why would I?

This is the first time in history where to save humanity we just need to stay at home.

That happened to me years ago in key west I had on short, a tank top, and flip flops while on a crowded dance floor two bears stated to undo my shorts I let them to see how far it would go before I new it the the guy facing me had my arms in his hands and his tongue in my mouth the guy behind me in a quick second had my shots down to my ankles and his cock balls deep in my fertile ass pumping away they were talking to each other about knocking me up at the time I didn’t know what that was it didn’t take long for the bear to dump a hot load in me , it felt great I just pulled my shorts back up , thanked them and continued to dance g the night away

As much as I hate to say it, the more we stay in now, the quicker this whole thing will be over.

Part 4 - Day 1 Farewell New York Luca stepped out in to the mild sea air on the port side of the ship's promenade deck and walked towards the aft end. There were many passengers strolling around doing the same and walking down their dinner before the second show started at 10.30pm. Coming toward the aft end of the ship he could hear the drum beat from the band playing in the Duchess Room ballroom. The closer to the aft he got the beats changed to music coming from Thrusters the nightclub, he walked around the aft taking a look at the wake being left by the ship's propellers. In the far distance the lights of New York could just be seen. Luca smiled to himself, it had been a wild few days exploring the city and maybe he would come back again. For now though he said a farewell then began the walk along the starboard side. Stopping midship and opening the door he stepped inside and found himself by the Balmoral lounge, it was pretty quiet and decided this would be an ideal spot to have a drink and read for a while spotting the several private little alcoves with comfy sofas and chairs. Luca walked up to the bar oblivious to Oliver who was sat several stools down. "Good evening sir what can I get you?" the bartender asked. Luca looked at the bottles on the shelf "Vodka and coke please, high ball glass with plenty of ice". Handing his card over the bartender swiped it "Sorry sir you have to be 21 to have alcoholic drinks". Luca looked at him for a moment "I am 20" he exclaimed surprised by the bartender. "Sorry sir we are still in US waters you have to be 21 to drink" the bartender explained. "Oh" Luca replied "just a coke then please" he said watching the bartender prepare his drink. The bartender placed the drink in front of him "Tomorrow evening you will be able to buy alcohol". Luca thanked him and wondered off. Oliver watched Luca in the mirrors of the bar wall weaving his way around finding a quiet spot out of the way. Half toying with the idea to go and sit with Luca, then his luck changed seeing the bartender go for a break when his replacement arrived. Oliver called the new bartender over who topped up his champagne and then he ordered a vodka and coke in a high ball with plenty of ice. Picking up the two drinks he made his way through the lounge area until he reached the last little alcove and saw Luca, his head buried reading the book. Oliver smirked and placed the drink on the table causing Luca to look up. "Vodka and coke plenty of ice" Oliver said smiling at a very uncomfortable looking Luca. Luca looked at the glass and smirked "Are you spying on me?" he asked looking up at Oliver. Oliver chuckled "No, I was sat a few stools down from you at the bar" he said waiting to be invited to sit down. "Where are your friends?" Luca asked noticing Oliver was alone "I thought you were all attached at the hip". Oliver laughed "They have gone to watch the show, something about eyeing up one of the male dancers". "Oh I see" Luca said quietly "Thank you for the drink but you didn't have to buy me one you know". Oliver smiled "Are you going to invite me to sit down?" he brazenly asked "I won't interrupt your reading". Luca looked up at him "You already have" he replied then smiled "I guess you better sit down then". Oliver sat on the chair next to Luca "How come you don't have an Italian accent like your father?". "I was born and educated in England" Luca said picking up the glass Oliver placed down "Salut". They clinked glasses "What is with the champagne are you celebrating?" Luca asked looking at Oliver. "Maybe" Oliver replied pausing a moment "celebrating meeting a new friend" he said looking Luca in the eye. Luca sat back in the chair "Is that so, who said I was your friend?". Oliver put his glass down and smiled "Who said it was you?" he asked throwing Luca off for a minute. "The drink is one way of me congratulating you for graduating" Oliver added watching him carefully. Luca was sure that Oliver was hitting on him "Oh" he said pausing "and what are the other ways?". Luca closed his book "I'm sorry for interrupting your reading" Oliver said his eyes fixated on Luca's looks. "No your not" Luca replied placing the book on his lap "and you didn't answer my question?". Oliver smiled and for once he was stuck for words "There are many ways" he finally said standing up. Luca noticed the bulge showing through Oliver's trousers "Maybe you will have to show me" Luca replied smiling. Oliver picked up his glass "I will let you read your book" he said holding his glass up. Luca watched Oliver disappear from view and left the book on his lap hiding his own erection, unable to fathom out how a conversation that quick could turn him on so quickly. Picking up the vodka and coke he quickly downed it almost giving him brain freeze in the process, on the plus side it helped his erection loose stability and soften back to it's normal state. Oliver couldn't stop smiling leaving Luca behind suspended like that, he knew it was now a matter of time. Clearly Luca was a person who loved being flirted with and was lapping it up, the guy was a head turner for sure. Unassuming, clever and also incredibly nice, the more Oliver chatted with Luca the more his feelings surfaced and swirled around his head with conflicting emotions. Oliver headed toward the theatre to catch the last half an hour of the show. Luca stood up and went back to his suite flustered and frustrated he had never felt so wound up or horny, he needed something to calm him down. Picking up the phone he ordered hot chocolate to help him relax then stripped and took a quick shower. Ramon was laughing and joking with Glen in the butlers pantry, their shift already over and room service now took over the Duchess Grill suites if they required anything. The phone rang and Marly the room service stewardess took the call and began preparing the tray. Glen called over to Marly asking who the order was for, she looked at the note and said it was for 1052. Ramon walked over as she put the pot of hot chocolate on the tray and offered to deliver it on his way back to his quarters since it was one of his guests. Picking up the tray he said goodnight to Marly and Glen and headed down the corridor to 1052. Luca was upstairs pitting the bathrobe on when he heard the doorbell to his suite ring downstairs. He heard the door open then Ramon's voice "Your hot chocolate sir, do you require it upstairs?". "Yes please" Luca called out tightening the belt around his robe and towelling his hair dry. Luca returned in to the bedroom seeing Ramon climb the stairs, he had no butler jacket on. Instead he was dressed in his white shirt and black trousers. The shirt was tight over his relatively small frame, tight from the firm muscle that he could clearly see now. Thank god he had the oversized bathrobe on as it superbly hid his growing cock again seeing Ramon dressed like this. He had never really thought of Asian or Oriental guys in a sexy way before, but Ramon was one fine specimen out of his uniform. "Shall I pour?" Ramon asked looking over to Luca who was just staring at him "sir, shall I pour?" he asked again. Luca looked at Ramon's face "Yes" he replied all flustered "Sorry" he said disappearing in to the bathroom. Ramon chuckled and had to stop pouring for a moment to get control "I put some extra chocolate in for you". Luca stood against the bathroom wall "Thank you Ramon" he managed say hiding his embarrassment. Ramon watched the bathroom finding it funny how quiet he had gone "Shall I put by your bed?". Luca appeared at the door composed "You are still working?" he asked suddenly realising it was a stupid remark. Ramon looked up and smiled "I was just on my way back to my cabin sir when you called". Luca felt a rush going through his body thinking about being in Ramon's cabin with him "Call me Luca". Ramon put the book on the bedside table and faced Luca "Is there anything else you need Luca?". Again he stood staring at Ramon "I don't know" he said "I can't think of anything". "Perhaps you would like me to tuck you in bed" Ramon suggested watching Luca who giggled stupidly. Luca looked at the bed "Maybe you could warm the bed up for me" he now suggested noticing Ramon looking at him. Ramon knew he could loose his job if word got out and thought for a moment "How warm do you like it?". Luca was horny and needed some male company "Incredibly warm" he replied "hot even". Ramon began to unbutton his shirt slowly, his eyes fixed on Luca who watched each button being undone. His eyes lowering the further down Ramon went. He undid the cuff buttons and slipped out of his shirt, Luca almost gasped seeing the lightly tanned smooth skin. A tattoo of a lions head on his right breast lead in to tribal markings going all the way down his arm to his wrist. He couldn't take his eyes of Ramon's small frame and beautiful muscle that melded perfectly with his body. Fuck what the hell was he doing he suddenly thought seeing Ramon let his trousers drop to the floor. Too late now to back out now, the more he saw of Ramon the more he was drawn to him. His underwear fitted tight against the tiny waist and there was no doubt whist his frame may be petit, the package was in his underwear was large. All the time Luca spent watching Ramon he never saw him step forward and loosen the belt to Luca's robe. He suddenly became aware of Ramon's hands running up the fabric the pushing the robe over his shoulders letting it fall to the floor. Luca stood in his bedroom totally naked and exposed. Ramon facing him wearing only his underwear and black socks raised his hands and touched Luca's body. Gently moving his hands upwards Luca inhaled then breathed a sigh of desire from his touch, the hands ran over his nipples caressing them and up to his shoulders. Looking each other in the eye Luca felt the pressure applied to his shoulder forcing him down to his knees. Ramon took perfect control of Luca watching him sinking to his knees, moving closer he rubbed his crotch in Luca's face. His hands moving behind Luca's head holding him in place. Luca breathed in through his nose, the scent of a man who had been working all day danced around his nostrils sending his senses in to overload. Luca reached up and pulled Ramon's underwear down freeing his semi hard cock. It was thick and long, the head still covered by foreskin Luca ran his lips over the shaft. Holding Ramon's thighs he felt the trembling running through down his legs, his cock bounced and grew more. Luca moved his mouth further along the shaft then opening his mouth he surrounded the head of Ramon's cock. Ramon gasped his fingers dug in to Luca's head pulling him forward and forcing his cock further in to his mouth. Luca had bitten off more than he could chew and choked when it reached the back of his throat. Adjusting his mouth by opening it wider invited Ramon to force his way in again. His hands holding Luca's head for a moment before releasing him, Luca gasped for air a few times then quickly opened his mouth and took it again. Ramon allowed him to take control for a moment enjoying the feel of Luca sucking on his cock. Unable to believe this was happening Ramon smiled and looked down at Luca's eager puppy eyes staring back up at him. Taking control again and pulling Luca's head forward with more force he managed to get three quarters of his eight inch cock in to Luca's mouth and throat. His hips began fucking Luca's mouth fast then slow, each time Luca choked Ramon held his head firmly in place. He looked down the watering eyes of Luca, he owned this bitch that was for sure. The Filipino instinct of owning their prize took over, he was not going to relent until his bitch finished the task 'Come on suck it' he commanded Luca to obey. A gently slap to the head before pulling Luca back on his cock and skull fucking him until he came close to vomiting. Ramon grinned at Luca watching the tears running down his face. Luca struggled to breath and was swallowing down his vomit, unable to control the situation his head and thoughts were in pure heaven. Gently he felt Ramon release the tight grip on his head allowing him to take control sucking this monster. His mouth was beginning to ache so he applied more pressure around the shaft, the salty taste of Ramon's precum spreading over all his taste buds. Ramon gasped and moaned, his hands closing in again on Luca's head 'yes baby suck it' he managed to growl the words out before exhaling a long deep moan. Luca tried to move his mouth off Ramon's cock feeling the pulsing begin, he was stuck fast and knew he was about to get the load. Two more thrusts forward and Luca closed his eyes like he was bracing for impact. Suddenly he felt the rush of air in his mouth. Ramon took his cock out of Luca's mouth and shot a stream of cum over Luca's face, hitting his left cheek and nose he then pushed the head between Luca's lips. Luca held his head back open mouthed, Ramon looked him in the eye and then his mouth seeing his cum coating Luca's tongue and rapidly filling his mouth 'swallow' he commanded and Luca obeyed. Ramon felt amazing having busted a big load with his cute guest. Standing back he told Luca to go clean himself up. Luca went to the bathroom and washed the cum off his face and dried himself. Returning to his bedroom Ramon was already dressed and replaced the now cold chocolate with a hot cup placing it by the bedside table. Luca stood there naked watching him, the very sweet natured butler that had just dominated was quite hard to comprehend. Ramon picked up the bathrobe and folded it neatly on the chair "Would you like me to tuck you in?". Luca chuckled and smiled "Sure why not" he replied getting in to bed. Ramon handed him his book and pulled the duvet up "There I think you are all set, don't make a habit of it". Luca leaned back against the pillow "Good night Ramon and thank you" he said watching Ramon pick the tray up. Ramon came over to the bed "Good night Luca" he winked. Ramon leaned over and very gently kissed Luca on the mouth. He stood up turned and walked down the stairs stopping to have one last look, he smiled and disappeared. Luca heard the door close and opened his book to read a few pages. The thought suddenly occurred to him that despite everything he still had his sexual frustration. He chuckled quietly and started reading trying to put it out of his mind. He fell asleep with the bedside light on and the book open in his hands.

I have been living in Florida since 1987. Before that, I was in Germany where almost all the men I met had HIV. Men there were breeding in groups and condoms were never used, asked or even mentioned. Now, I can honestly say that virtually all of my gay friends here are poz, without exception. HIV is increasing here at a rate no one ever imagined. If you bareback get used to it, you won't be able to avoid it.

The next day I could hardly concentrate on my work, thinking about what I'd done and the risks I'd taken. But at the same time, my cock was rock hard with excitement and when 5 0'clock came, I couldn't resist going back to the toilet. It was getting dark, but I saw several men go inside as I nervously smoked a cigarette and got up the courage to go in too. After a while, when no-one had come out, the curiosity of what might be happening got the better of me and I went through the doorway. It was gloomy, not pitch black like the night before, but the same smell of piss, poppers and sweat assailed my nostrils and my heart beat fast with excitement. The small space was filled with men, clustered around in a group. I heard the unmistakable grunts and moans of men engaged in sex and pushed forward to see what was happening. I gasped when I saw chubby, smoothed-skinned twink bending forward, naked from the waist down as a skinny old man held him around the waist and energetically fucked his fat arse. He must have been 18 or 19, short with blond hair which was matted over his brow. His eyes were bright with fear and lust and I saw bottles of poppers being jammed under his nose. The spiders had caught a fly, I thought, and now they were spinning their nitrate web around the lad as he sagged in helpless lust between their old, diseased bodies. The man fucking him gave a grunt and his hips spasmed in orgasm. When he pulled out, a gush of sperm dripped over the twink's testicles and onto the filthy floor. There was a scramble and then a black guy in a filthy polo shirt dropped his shorts, rubbed the thick cock below his bulging belly and slid it up the glistening hole, driving a low moan of pain and surrender from the sweating twink. I watched, fascinated as the black guy thrust in and out in a primeval rythym as the others urged him on. He gasped and shuddered in ecstasy then staggered back and I found myself in the front of the queue. Hands opened my belt and dragged my trousers and pants down and gnarled fingers guided my throbbing cock into the gaping, wet hole, as other hands pushed my bottom forward until I was sheathed in a delicious, hot, wet tunnel.After a few thrusts, I couldn't hold back and I spurted and spurted, and added my sperm to the toxic brew in the twink's backside.

My stories are completely fiction for the purpose of sexual fantasy only. In the real world, consent is important to us all. Mutual consent is the key to getting laid, and it keeps us out of jail. I wish I had more time to write porn. It usually requires a nothing-planned weekend and 6 hours at my computer with a rainstorm keeping me inside. I have other hot stories on this site that get me creaming my shorts in no time. The Broken Jock, The Broken Jock II: The Third Baseman, and How to Get Your Poz Cock into Lyle Cranston's Speedos. All my stories feature various returning characters to help keep character development from getting too much in the way of the action (why we're here). My first story, the Broken Jock actually began with the first few chapters in the "Bareback Stories" forum, but... I eventually got poz tops bare fucking my neg protagonist, and so the rest of my stories are here in the "Bug Chasing and Gift-Giving Section" where they fit in very well. Enjoy this new installment. The Broken Jock III: The Left Fielder This is Clyde, John’s husband. It’s springtime and I’m at the bar for a season opener party for the hot gay softball team my partner John and I are on the war path for pozzing up. Last season, John and I were useful in double poz fucking Adam the short stop, and I’m pretty sure that John and I pozzed up that beautiful ass on Tom the third baseman, especially after he returned to our doorstep, wet and cold from a rainy SantaCon, for a repeat bare fuck from us in December. A group of us poz breeders, my partner John, Leon, anon online tops Poz9In and Coach4Jox have zeroed in on this team that seems ripe for the picking—for bareback fucking… and pozzing. They have some fresh new players this season and the group of us have been waiting for today to start our plan. Coach4Jox has his eye on a 21-year-old twink, Caleb, who seems to be playing a lot at left field according to what Leon has reported to the guild. He’s blond, slim with powerful legs from running a lot, and a small bubble butt that Coach says he wants to pop. He said that he has done his research and knows for sure that the kid is neg. I didn’t ask. At the request of Coach4Jox, we are all currently buying shots for Caleb so that he can be buzzed enough to be walked home by one or two of us on the guild. So far, Caleb has accepted all offers, and Coach looks delighted at his prospects of getting his bare poz cock up in that cute butt later tonight. I, on the other hand, have my eye on the new catcher, Evan. A stocky ginger boy, 23, with green eyes, strawberries and cream skin and coppery hair parted on the side. Like Tom, his white softball pants were tight and showed off his muscular butt. Even at 68, my poz cock drips just thinking about that neg hole on Evan. I know he’s neg because I found his profile on the safe-only hook up site after searching for hours. I practically creamed my bike shorts on Sunday morning when I found it, and knew I had to pursue this one. Not all of the guild of poz breeders was present for the team’s first fundraiser of the year, but we have all secretly tasked ourselves with pozzing up the team this year, hopefully without the coach or the team catching on too quickly. Adam and Tom are keeping quiet, and Adam, now Leon’s boy, is helping us lure his teammates when we demand it. At the end of the beer bust, Adam is tasked with offering Coach for a walk home for the very drunk Caleb—creating the very dream scenario Coach had wanted for stealth pozzing Adam. Evan was bought some stiff drinks by me, and he nodded a cheers to me in thanks before drinking it down. He approached me only on the third drink to say hello and thanks. I told him that I always buy drinks for beautiful boys, and he smiled and blushed. I laughed. When he recovered, he kissed me on the lips and turned back to his teammates to participate in a loud team cheer. As the fundraiser was ending, Adam did his job of offering Coach to walk Caleb home and, surprisingly, he did the same for me and Evan. Evan chatted with me for as I watched Coach leave with young and very inebriated left fielder. Evan kissed me and said, “Thanks for the offer—Clyde was it?—but my boyfriend is coming over to take me home.” “Damn! Really?” I said putting on an evil smile. “You mean I’m not going to get to shove my cock up that amazing ass tonight?” I teased him. He blushed again and grabbed a napkin and pen from the bar. EVAN 555-9033. “Text me next weekend, okay. Maybe we can do that then. My boyfriend and I are open but we have some rules for being safe.” I nodded and smiled, hiding my disappointment, but not my hardon which was blatantly stretching down my left calf under my khakis. “Sounds good.” “He’s here.” He got his cap and a bag of softball gear and turned back to me. “Till then.” “Bye, Evan.” I watched as his white cloth-clad but moved to the door. Next week I will get up that. ———- My hardon was now calling for a replacement ass and I remembered that Coach and Caleb were on their way to the boy’s place. I texted Coach to let me tag along. ME: I’ll fuck him after you if you want. I’d like to pound your toxic seed in good with my big cock.” I knew that would get Coach on board. COACH4JOX: Fuck yeah! We’re only a block away on Dougherty Street. Come catch up and then follow behind us. I quickly walked out of the club and made my way to Dougherty. When I turned the corner, Coach was helping Caleb up off the sidewalk. He was wasted. Coach turned and saw me, and motioned with his head to follow them. It took us about 10 minutes to get to the kid’s apartment. After opening the building’s front gate, the twink bounded up the stairs. Coach held the gate open for me and we both got in the small entry way and walked up to find Caleb’s apartment door wide open. The boy was already passed out on the bed, face down when we closed the apartment door. Coach and I celebrated with a sigh. I got out the fresh bottle of poppers from my front pocket that had been meant for Evan, as Coach started unbuckling Caleb’s softball pants and pulling them down. “I like to just take off their pants… and shoes, of course,” Coach said. I went down to the youth’s feet and pulled off his cleats. When Coach got Caleb’s pants off we stood up at the end of the bed admiring the boy’s smooth, white, jock-strapped butt. A minute later I snapped out of my trance and stripped out of my clothes. Coach eventually saw me totally nude, get onto the bed to handle Caleb’s ass. I was leaking precum already as I opened up the kid’s cheeks to show Coach his prize. He was happy to see a smooth pink pucker—as was I. The Coach looked away to undress, and, as the dirty old man I am, I took that opportunity to touch Caleb’s hole with my finger. Caleb moaned. Damn fine, I though to myself. I quickly used my finger and took a large gob of precum mid-drip from my hard poz cock and fingered it shallowly into the pink hole before Coach would notice. This was not my conquest, but I wanted my poz sperm in there first. Caleb moaned ask I slicked his hole up. I then took my other hand and moved the crotch of his white jock down so that I could get in more. With two fingers, I pushed in two fingers and let a large drop of precum fall from my cock right into the kid’s opened hole before Coach could catch what I was doing to his boy. When he did turn around, he got between the boys legs and pushed them wide apart. I went to the head of the bed to offer the boy my cock to suck on. Groggily, Caleb opened his mouth and suckled on the head of my large cock. Feeling the kid’s tongue work my piss slit, I rolled my eyes back at Coach and pushed out more precum for the boy to take in, now from this end. He liked it and sucked more of my cock into his mouth. “Damn nice, boy!” I said. Coach’s cock was hard and ready to plunge into the boy’s butt, but I figured some popper’s would help get the boy loosened up more. “Put some lube on your cock while I popper him up for you.” I opened up the brown bottle and put it under Caleb’s nostril. “Breathe in, Caleb.” My cock was still halfway lodged in his mouth when he inhaled his first hit. I pulled my cock out to help the kid get a bigger hit. “Good boy!” I gave him 3 hits in each nostril and the kid was flying and I nodded to Coach, “He fucking ready for it.” Coach pushed his bare cock up to Caleb’s hole and breached it almost immediately (with my precum work ahead of time). Caleb cried out and I shushed him, and gave him my cock to suck on again. The boy sucked my cock perfectly. I started to fuck Caleb’s throat he was getting me so worked up. Meanwhile, Coach was barebacking the left fielder’s hole very hard and he was getting close fast. Stealthers like coach probably have to be fast, I thought to myself. “I’m going to charge up this hole, boy,” Coach said to the boy. Caleb made a guttural noise around my pistoning rod in his throat. “Fucking sweet ass on you.” “Are you cumming?” I asked, my cock throbbing in Caleb’s mouth with the mention of it. “Tell me when you shoot. Don’t pull out, just tell me when you are loading the boy up.” Caleb tried to say something then, but I rammed my cock into his throat to quiet him. “Let us men have you, Caleb. Surrender that sweet hole.” I started face fucking the boy again and Coach kept rabbit fucking his hole. “AWWW. I’m cumming!” Coach announced to me. “Fuuuuck! Fucking loading up this neg hole right now! AH! AH! AAAH!” Coach pushed his cock up Caleb’s butt as hard as he could while ejaculating into it. “That’s right. Charge up that hole, Coach,” I encouraged. Coach took a minute to recover and then pulled out. It was my turn. I wanted Caleb’s hole now, and pulled out the kid’s mouth to get at the foot of the bed. Coach took up the poppers and made the kid take more hits on it, while I pushed in my large old man’s pop cock into the hot jock’s tiny neg bubble butt. My cock felt wet and warm in the boy’s open and freshly seeded hole. I wanted Coach’s poz sperm to be battered in to the boy’s rectum, so I fucked him hard. Coach was happy to see me work at that. Caleb was squirming as I changed angles on him as I fucked him. After 10 minutes of boyhole abuse, I was ready to give the kid my poz seed. So, I just long-dicked Caleb as he sucked Coach’s cock. I started to feel my cum working up to my shaft and I told Coach that I was close. “Fucking add your toxic load to mine. Let’s own this boy.” As I rutted Caleb’s hole to climax, I saw that he had passed out. Coach just watched as I took the kid’s hole fully with my hard cock. “I’d like to see Poz9In take Caleb’s hole sometime,” Coach offered. “I bet that’d be hot to watch.” “Fuck yeah. But we’re gonna poz him first,” I replied. As Coach luridly spoke some more, I imagined Caleb playing left field, catching fly balls, and bending over to catch a grounder… that did it. As I imagined the uniformed Caleb bending over in left field, I exploded and flooded his tight neg hole with my own poz splooge. These power shots of poz sperm that were saved up for seven days in anticipation of pozzing Evan’s butt. Instead, they went into his teammate’s unprotected butt instead. As I shot into Caleb’s hole, I thought about how I wanted the cute outfielder knocked up with my strain, not Coach’s. I am selfish like that. I won’t get them all, no. But I want as many players on the team as I can get to be knocked up by me this season. “I’m fucking loading his hole up now, Coach,” I informed. “Fuck yeah that’s so hot!” We dressed in the apartment as Caleb snoozed away with his legs still spread apart, we both admired his hole. It looked red and open. It would’ve been hot to see our semen leaking out from the left fielder’s butt hole, but Coach and I both knew that we wanted our loads deep inside the boy. And so that’s where they stayed. We let ourselves out into the cool evening air. Now I was thinking about Evan. Before heading home, I’ll go to the sex shop to buy a new bottle of poppers. And over the week, save up another large load just for him.

Drew had put on a few pounds over Christmas and got a membership for a local gym to work off his excesses. One evening after working out he decided to relax in the sauna after an exhausting workout. There was another guy, there when he came in, so he sat at the other end of the room and rested against the wall. Drew’s eyes began to close through tiredness. "Hmm, nice cock!" the guy said and as he woke Drew from his dozing. Drew’s towel had fallen off and the guy was staring at Drew’s completely naked body. He was in his fifties sporting a scorpion tattoo and was leaning back with his towel open stroking his erect cock! Drew started to stare, it was the first time he had really seen another dick. “I'm sorry," the guy said, "but seeing your naked body just turned me on and I couldn't help myself." Whilst he spoke he never stopped wanking his cock. The guy got up and walked over and stood in front of Drew with his still erect cock pointing skywards. He thrust his hips forward, got his dick right up to Drew’s face and pushed it against his cheek and rubbed it across Drew’s face. “What the Hell are you doing?” Drew exclaimed. But this was a mistake for as he opened his mouth the other guy shoved his cock inside Drew’s mouth. He then let his dick run across Drew’s lips leaving a trail of pre-cum. He plunged his body forward again and his dick once again parted Drew’s lips a little, even as Drew tried to force them shut, and Drew quickly turned his head away. Then he grabbed Drew’s cock and wanked it to full erection. Drew blushed with his dick so aroused even as he struggled against this chunky aggressor. He pushed his foot into Drew’s stomach and Drew gasped as he opened his mouth wide, giving his assaulter the time to push his manhood deep inside him. “Shut it, and suck my dick or you’ll get worse!” the guy warned. Drew tried to turn his head away, but the scorpion guy forced himself forward as more of his dick entered Drew’s mouth. This guy has his dick in Drew mouth and he couldn't manoeuvre away from him. This guy was strong and he wasn't backing off. Then he moved back until his dick pulled back out of Drew’s mouth and was about six inches away from Drew’s face pulsating in the air. It allowed Drew to gasp for air. The guy grabbed the back of Drew’s head with both hands and pulled forward. Drew tried to pull away but his dick was right against his lips. But Drew kept his mouth closed and wouldn't open it, so the guy grabbed his hair with one hand and with his other hand plugged Drew’s nose so he couldn't breathe. Drew tried to pull away, but he couldn't and I found he was running out of breath. "Stop fighting it!," he ordered, "You want my dick in your mouth!." “Just open your fucking mouth and taste what you really want." Drew couldn't struggle much longer. He was getting out of breath and he was too strong for him. So Drew tried to grab a quick breath of air and ended up allowing the man to enter Drew’s mouth with his raging hard cock! He held Drew’s head in place and started to thrust his hips forward and back as he fucked his face. He was moaning and breathing heavily as his dick moved in and out filling Drew’s mouth and throat and then back out just behind his lips. He got a rhythm going and started to pick up speed as Drew struggled to expel his cock. He pushed in harder. "That's it take my cock!," he urged Drew as he kept thrusting in and out of his mouth, Take my dick in your mouth." Each word he emphasized with a powerful thrust of his dick deeper into Drew’s throat. Drew grabbed his hips as he started to succumb to sucking his dick. "That's it, now you're doing it." Drew was being forced to do something that I didn't really want to do, but at the same time he was beginning to enjoy the experience as his cock began to spring to attention. Drew could feel this guy’s cock swelling and he was frightened he was about to cum. He desperately wanted to escape and then thought he had indeed been rescued when the sauna door opened and another member entered. His hopes, however, were immediately dashed, when this new guy said to the other guy. “Hmm, seems like you need some help, Guy, I’ll fetch Ross.” Initially this did bring some respite for Drew as his assaulter, removed his prick from Drew’s mouth, now dripping with pre-cum and dripping off his cock like a long piece of string. “I didn’t want to cum, just yet, I’ve got better plans for you!” The guy who’d interrupted the proceedings, returned with Ross, a much skinnier man, but whose muscles rippled from all the weight-lifting he had done in the gym. Both the new guys dropped their towels and set to work on Drew. With three of them now, Drew stopped trying to fight off his assailants and prepared himself to take their cocks. The second guy shoved his cock where scorpion guy’s cock had just been but a minute before, whereas Ross went down on Drew and sucked Drew’s cock to a tumescent erection. Scorpion guy just seemed to be enjoying the scene of Drew’s further degradation. The guy who was fucking Drew’s face was in his thirties and had a great toned body from his gym work, his cock was raging hard and he looked and sounded as if he wouldn’t last long. His load flowed across Drew’s tongue and filled his mouth with cum. Drew had to swallow as there was so much. Yet some still dribbled down his face. Meanwhile, the other guy was sucking Drew’s cock expertly and Drew felt as if he was, in turn going to blow his load. Drew couldn't believe that he was about to release his cum into another man’s mouth. But it was all too much for him and Drew exploded and the guy sucking my mouth expressed his satisfaction between letting gobs of spunk fall from his mouth, “God that taste’s good!” Was this to be the end of Drew’s ordeal? But, of course, he had forgotten his original assailant and current onlooker the man with the scorpion tattoo. He was stroking his hard cock and growled, "On your knees bitch." He wasn't asking and Drew didn't hesitate to obey. His cock still glistened with pre-cum, but he didn’t at first make use of his erection. Instead he started to finger- fuck Drew. Drew got worried about his intentions. Surely he wasn’t preparing to actually fuck him bare was he? The guy who’d been sucking Drew’s cock, now slammed his cock into Drew’s mouth. “Fuck that bitch's face. Scorpion guy encouraged him",” I think I'm ready to breed him." Without further ado, Drew heard the guy spit and then felt his hard cock forcefully push against Drew’s sphincter. Drew struggled to get out of this. “Hold him down,” he ordered the other two guys. “This guy’s mine for the taking!” He pushed his cock in hard and soon he was all the way into Drew’s virgin arse. “I love breeding tight virgin arse,” he exclaimed. He was clearly highly excited about breeding Drew’s arse and was breathing very heavily and thrusting in and out faster and faster. It was excruciatingly painful for Drew taking a cock for the first time. The other two guys were both encouraging him to breed him real good. They held Drew down firmly, so there was no way Drew could escape from scorpion guy’s fucking. Then with a loud grunt, scorpion guy held his dick in place firmly. Drew realised although he couldn’t feel anything, he must now be pouring his raw semen deep inside. Indeed as he pulled out, Drew could feel spunk running down his bollocks; so much spunk had been shot inside. But there was no rest for Drew, as the thin muscle guy immediately took over and thrust his meat easily into Drew, now lubricated by scorpion’s spunk. Then Drew was horrified by what he heard him tell him. “Take my poz cum too, you faggot!” Drew had just been forced to take loads of poz cum. There was no way Drew could get away and knew he was going to receive another toxic load as this guy picked up speed and ravaged his bottom. Again Drew felt this guy tense up and hold his dick firmly inside him as he spewed his toxic cum inside. As he withdrew, he wiped his prick over Drew’s lips. “Enjoy the taste!” he insisted. The three men then left the sauna, knowing they had taught this newbie how to take dick!

One of my fuck buddies just left after seeding me. He has eight fat inches and makes me feel like a virgin every time he fucks me. He's into incest play and mpreg fantasy. He's the father and I'm his son. He's got a big beard and a deep voice that really works for me. He smoked his pipe while I sucked him hard, then he said, 'present ass, boy.' He fucked me standing up and slumped over me groaning while he unloaded in me. He counted off the months to when I'd deliver his new son, and told me it'd be around Veteran's Day. I sucked his cock clean, then he fed me his piss. It was strong and salty. Then he got in his truck and went home to his husband.

Part 1 - Parting Ways There was hardly any wind in the air and the sun shone brightly on the group of graduates. Oxford had never looked so English as it did right now. Many of the graduates started to feel uncomfortable in their academic dress getting sweaty and sticky underneath. The time honoured tradition took all afternoon to complete, but at least it wasn't raining. Luca walked off the podium to applause from his fellow students, cutting a fine figure in his academic dress and striking blend of Mediterranean and English looks. One of a few bright students that entered in to university at 16 he had finally graduated at the age of 20. His parents looked on proudly at their son, he was assured a bright future with his results and was already fielding job offers from prospective companies. Right now though working was the last thing on Luca's mind, education finished all he wanted to do was take some time out and enjoy a bit of life before he had to work. The celebrations went on for several hours before Luca said goodbye to his parents and headed back to the dorm room. His university friend Mark was already packing his belongings half naked when he entered the room. Congratulating Luca and having a quick banter about how funny people looked in the academic dress Mark slumped on to his bed phone in hand and buried his head in social media. Luca took his hat off and yawned loudly exclaiming how tired he was from all of today's activity and began undressing. Mark discreetly watched his favourite time of day when Luca undressed. Luca wasn't tall just an average at five feet eight inches, it was the Mediterranean and English looks that really set him apart. Gio his father being Italian had given him his dark almost black hair and light covering of chest hair that trailed down to his groin in a perfect line. Sarah his mother came from England and gave him the eyes and looks, eyes that contrasted spectacularly being the brightest blue that seemed to change shades in the differing light. Amongst the other students he was also known as 50 Shades of Blue. At his young age Luca was impressionable and easily persuaded, more so when flattering or flirting was involved. In secret it was Luca's downfall, he just couldn't say no when someone paid him attention and they were male, not a slut by any means as he had some will power allowing him to draw the line. Mark loved looking at Luca's chest, so many times he wanted to run his fingers down along the treasure trail. It drove him wild and would often imagine what it would be like to have sex with Luca. The perfect body and tight swimmers build begged to be lapped up. Admired and loved. Mark felt the usual twinge in his groin and turned over on the bed. Luca was no fool seeing Mark turn over on to his stomach, he knew Mark liked to watch him undress or walk around the room nearly naked. They had spent 2 years living together and neither of them discussed sexuality, Luca knew Mark was gay but he never spoke about it for fear of being discovered himself. The last thing he needed was to make things difficult between them, after all he liked Mark and they spent a lot of time hanging out and he liked it just that way. The academic year finished it would be the last night they would be together, Mark still had another year to complete and hated the idea of another room mate moving in to Luca's bed. Luca returned from showering and hurried Mark along to get showered and dressed. He was taking Mark out for dinner as a thank you for being a friend. This time it was Luca's turn to watch the tall figure stand up from the bed. Mark was just under six foot and had a rugby players build, strong muscular legs and ample sized biceps. He was not ripped just very toned and not a bad looker either, his brown eyes were big and seductive, and his neatly kept brown hair showed he took pride in his appearance. Luca's eyes wondered down to his packet and could tell he was still semi hard, certainly he was not lacking in that department. Mark grabbed his towel and headed out of the room, Luca sat on the bed putting socks on then stopped. He couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake by not hitting on Mark. He had admitted to himself some months ago that he was attracted to Mark on many levels, had he just let the love of his life pass by. Standing up he perished the thought as stupid and finished getting dressed. Luca had played his life carefully at university, having a few encounters with some very hot guys off campus. Never giving them his real name of where he was living or studying, always keeping a very low profile and only doing anonymous meets. He could recount all 20 of his encounters, some just blow and go some fuck and go, never anything more and never twice with the same person. Luca was never short of attention from girls around campus and some of the openly gay students, keeping his cards close to his chest and focusing on getting educated. People only ever saw the straight side of Luca, never giving cause for anyone to question him. He was quite happy flirting with the females and enjoying the attention. Mark on the other hand thought he had been discreet around Luca and was banging up two or three regulars on campus, all discreet meetings to avoid unwanted attention. Luca had some idea as he often went out late evening with the lame excuse he was going for a run. Mark returned to the room and quickly dressed in a tight black t-shirt that he liked since it accentuated his arms nicely. Heading in to Oxford city centre they went to Travatina's Italian which had become their favourite eatery in town. "So this is finally happening" Mark said finishing his espresso "our last night at uni". Luca sighed "It has been great fun living with you these last few years" he replied looking at Mark. Mark smiled "I hate to think what I have coming next term" he said looking almost scared. Luca laughed "Hate the idea of someone else being your friend now I won't be there" he replied. "Your still my number one" Mark said sitting up in his chair "just don't forget about me stuck here". Luca felt a little embarrassed feeling that Mark was slightly hinting at something "Friends for life Mark". Mark nodded "Yes" he replied "so you are going on this graduation trip?" he asked. "Yes we fly to New York next Wednesday and sail back to Southampton on the Sunday" Luca replied excitedly. Mark refused to let Luca pay and paid then stood up "I want to see lots of photos" he said waiting for Luca to put his jacket on. "Think about Italy Mark" Luca said as they walked outside "we would love you to come out for a few weeks". Mark nodded "When are you going to Tuscany?" he asked watching a gay couple across the street. "Middle of July" Luca replied "we will be there for five weeks as usual". Mark smiled "Tuscany" he said dreamily "in July, gonna be hot" he said rambling on. Luca nodded "Yes but it is so nice" he said smiling "I have three weeks in the UK after New York". "So lucky" Mark said looking ahead "I mean having a home in Italy and here" he looked at Luca. Luca chuckled "It will be the last time I get to spend 5 weeks in Italy" he replied. The following morning Luca's parents arrived at 10am to take him home. Mark walked outside with them to say goodbye, Luca's mother gave him a kiss on each cheek and said she hoped to see him in July. Gio gave him a hug and Luca embraced Mark hard holding him tight trying to contain his emotion. It was one of the saddest days he ever experienced saying goodbye to Mark. He desperately wanted to kiss him, instead he inhaled deeply taking in his scent. When they broke apart their eyes met in a strange way. The look was enough to question how deep the bond between them really was. Mark helped Luca put his luggage in to the car and hugged him one last time. "I will see you in July" Mark said watching Luca step in to the back seat of the Range Rover. Luca smiled and looked back at Mark "Really?" he asked smiling "it makes it easier saying good bye now". "Send me the details and I will get my flight booked" Mark said more confidently having made the decision. Mark closed the door and watched the car pulling away from the dorm building. Gio watched his son in the back, the sad expression on his face said a lot. Both Luca's parents were beginning to be aware of their son's sexuality even though he didn't like to broach the subject. They invited Mark out to Tuscany having got know him through Luca and how he would talk about him constantly without realising he was doing so. They liked Mark and saw how easily the friendship between Luca and him had happened. It had crossed both of their minds that there may be more to the friendship that ran deeper. One thing was certain Gio could see the hurt in his sons eyes today of all days, maybe it was just Luca feeling sad leaving what had essentially been a home for him for the last four years. Luca looked at his phone and saw a message already from Mark, he opened it up 'Cheer up, will see you in July', smiling he typed a quick reply 'Already looking forward to it'. Luca sat back and chatted to his parents on the drive back to London and their home in Holland Park. It wasn't all happy when they first met two years ago. Mark crashed in to the dormitory room with confidence, he looked at Luca and said hello then dumped his bags and went out returning four hours later looking dishevelled. Luca kept his head in his books and ignored Mark hating how he noisily unpacked and disrupted his studying. By morning Mark was up and out by the time Luca woke up, he never heard him moving about or going out. His previous room mate Dominic had at least been friendly hanging out with him and studying together. Dressed for the day Luca went to the refectory to get breakfast before lectures, walking across the grounds he saw Mark trying out for the rugby team. It sent a shiver down Luca's spine. He hated sports like this and had a love for tennis, he hated even more that he had to partake in rugby at least once a week since it was part of their academic studies. He stopped for a moment watching the power of Mark steam rolling down the field then shaking hands with the team captain. The last thing he needed was a horrific sweaty sporty person living with him, the smelly socks and dirty kit left laying around the dorm room. Luca met up with several of his friends at the door to the refectory all keen to find out about Luca's new dorm mate. By that evening they had at least spoken a little more but in theory they seemed worlds apart. Mark was studying English literature and Business on a three year course and Luca found him to be very well educated and spoken. Something you would never gain from his outward appearance. Luca stood on the field in the pouring rain with his rugby kit stuck to his skin, wishing the ground would swallow him up. Mark was playing for the other side and several times they made eye contact and laughed getting told off for larking around. Being a contact sport where you played to tackle your opponent he could never imagine that Mark would take full advantage of this. Whenever Luca found himself holding the ball and running he knew full well that Mark made a beeline for him and tackled him to the ground purposefully lying on top of him until he let go of the ball. By the third time they played rugby together Mark was tackling Luca for no reason bringing him down and stopping him from even getting the ball. He found it funny at first then he started getting turned on every time he laid on top of him, it was getting weird now and Luca was starting to get pissed off with him without really knowing why. Having had enough he switched to tennis as soon as the weather got better, at least he was good at it unlike rugby. Mark was obviously disgruntled by Luca's change of sport but tried to hide it from him. They had become better acquainted and begun to hang out a couple of times a week and gradually their friendship grew over the next two years. Luca even looked after Mark when he came down with a bad bout of flu during their final year together. Luca checked on him every few hours during the 4 days he was struck down, half expecting to contract it himself. It was like a waiting game over the next few days, Luca was sure he would be struck down with it. Somehow he avoided it despite how close he was to Mark. Luca felt so much closer to Mark during this time, the temptation and want to climb in bed next to him was hard to resist. Thinking better of it, he retained dignity and just admired Mark's body. Mark went back to the dorm to finish packing the last of his belongings. He sat down on the bed feeling alone for the first time in years, Luca was an incredible person and so kind inside. He was now only beginning to fully realise how lucky he was to have had him in his life and how happy he made him. Mark saw a message from his parents saying they were 10 minutes away. He stood up and retrieved his medication from the hiding place putting it in his bag and zipping it up. Why didn't he make a move and tell Luca how he felt, could he even be sure he was gay since he never showed any sign indicating he was. Luca probably would have run a mile and even further knowing he was hiv positive. He might even freak out knowing that he had nursed Mark through his conversion. It wasn't meant to happen but then one to many beers and a dodgy hook up app on his phone spelled disaster and lead him down a path that came back and bit him hard. The weeks he had gone to counselling afterwards he used as discovery sessions trying to figure a lot of things out and clearing his head. Mark was unsure if everything boiled down to his own personal upset having to lie to Luca. He laid on Luca's bed then turned over on to his stomach burying his head in the pillow inhaling deeply, head full of regrets now that their time was over. Turning on to is back and cuddling Luca's pillow. His hand fumbled through the jeans waistband to his hard cock stroking it and inhaling the pillow again, quietly whispering 'Luca, oh god Luca'.

First, hairy, bearded, muscular, daddy/men with PA. I want these men to keep in the PA, light up a cigar and fuc k me as hard as they want. When I find a man like this, I feel like I just won the trifecta !!! Second, I want to be fucked by a man with hyperspermia. I want to know what it feels like to have that much fun shooting into me. Third, I'm developing a strong more fetish, everything about it turns me on !

I feel the same way! Cum should never be wasted, and it always ends in my mouth when I masturbate. Oh so good! 😊

I suppose I will be the devil in your ear and say do it. That voice will only get louder. However keep in mind there are repercussions with any decision 🙂

Admission: My local ABS are closing for at least two weeks, the Oregon Theater closed, CumUnion has been canceled, and I've not seen a single Sex Now ad in the last eleven days. That said, I slaked my thirst, and now shall play it safe - as regards the coronavirus, of course, for I shan't use that term to describe my views on condoms - until this pandemic is under better control. Pros: Took three loads in the ass, got to swallow two, and was called both handsome and hot whilst cruising. Cons: Two individuals were 86'd for... less than appropriate behavior, one had outstanding police trespassing notices, two kept going limp as soon as their glans touched my hole, and one was so high that he crashed backward, slammed into the wall, and started slurring and moaning. That last one? Yeah ... All in all, while the sex was enjoyable, I've taken enough risks this go-round, and shall rely instead on a pageant wave for the foreseeable future.

Also clean in stages. Don't shoot a top of water up their and think it's all just going to fall down. The intestines has bends and water or air can get trapped and come out when your top is fucking you. This can be just slightly dirty douch water or it can be sludge. You will just turn 30min douch into a 3hr one

Laid my face down on the floor, ass up without know who's there in the back fucking my pussy! So that mean number 1 .

I spent several years delivering for a building supplier. A few drops led to encounters - mostly just fumbled wanks and quick blow jobs, but this one time was different. That day, I had just the one delivery - my wagon was loaded up with a whole house worth of plumbing - pipe, radiators, a kitchen and three bathrooms. I drove from south east London, right through town to a bungalow in outer west London. It was a hot, frustrating drive and I'd emptied a litre of water down my throat by the time I arrived. From outside, it looked like a decent house - set in the middle of a large garden which was churned up and muddy at the front; but inside was completely empty. There wasn't even a proper floor - a stepladder took us down almost 6 feet to a packed earth floor just inside the front door. I set to unloading with the guy on site. He was about 5'6", my age (mid twenties,) and tightly muscled like me from physical labour. I almost towered over him at 6' dead. It took over an hour to haul everything in and get it stacked, all the while my bladder was getting more insistent for relief. Once we'd finished, he led me over to a couple of folding chairs and put a kettle on a camping stove to get tea on the brew. "Man, think I'm gonna piss myself." I looked around, "where do you go?" He looked around and shrugged, "Usually where I'm standing." He fixed my eyes with his and smirked, then dropped to his knees in front of me, still looking up at me. I started pissing before I'd managed to get my cock out properly, splashing over my jeans and boots before he bent forward to take my stream in his mouth. After all the water I'd drunk, I pissed for England. He swallowed some and let the rest run over his chin and down his chest. As my stream ebbed away, he took my pierced knob head in his mouth and swirled the last drops round with his tongue. I was already half hard, and that quickly brought me to full mast. I'm not the biggest by any means, but my uncut 6.5" with 3mm PA has always served me well. I lifted him off and sat in one of the chairs, opening my wet jeans further and pulling out my balls. He shuffled closer and buried his face in my sweaty, piss soaked crotch, licking at my shaft and balls. His stubble scratched at my shaft and over the crown, until he took me in his mouth and started working my shaft with his tongue. When he started choking on my ring, he lifted his arse and pulled down his trackie bottoms. I reached down, slip a finger along his crack and pushed hard at his hole. He whimpered, and pushed back. My finger sank into him and his arse clenched when he gagged. I kicked him away and stood over him with my boot on his cock, spat on his face. He licked it of his lips. I knelt between his legs and put his boots on my shoulders. My cock, wet from his sucking, bumped his cunt and I pushed in hard. He was tight and dry - it hurt my cock and he screwed his face in pain. I held his arms down and took my time feeling around inside him, until he relaxed around me. I took a few long slow strokes before driving hard and fast. When he started to struggle, I grabbed his throat and picked up my pace. Eventually I had to flip him over and use my extra size and bulk to hold him down while I raped his arse. I had one hand round his throat and the other round his cock and he kept struggling which only made me fuck harder. Then he went stiff, clamped his cunt round my cock and pumped out a great handful of spunk. I pulled my hand out and dropped half his spunk on my cock before plunging back in to his still twitching hole, licked up a wad and wiped the rest in his face. He licked at my hand and sucked my fingers. That was the trigger - I yelled out as my spunk exploded into him. I spasmed inside him until my balls ached and my cock softened in him. We just lay there a few minutes catching our breath. As I relaxed, my bladder started nagging at me and my cock stiffened enough for me to push in before letting it flow. My piss squirted out past my shaft over my balls and up my belly. I couldn't help but start fucking and almost as soon as I'd stopped pissing, I came again. This time, I pulled out and flopped him over to wipe myself over his face. We shuffled around until he could suck me clean properly. Soon, I booted him away again, got up, put myself away and left.

I agree with GermFactory 100%. I have palied around with a toothbrush in my ass by myself a couple of times. I feel it is something that does tell the top I am ready for this to happen. I`d be more the willing to let him brush my hole for me or if he wanted I would do it myself.

Awesome story, can't wait to read what happens in the forthcoming chapters...

Fuck that is hot! I love public fun!

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.

Day 1, Pt 3 “Newbie, over here” Ken said pointing to a spot in front of him. Chris walked over to the spot and Colin was right behind him. The rest of the group circled around them, waiting for Ken to talk. “You already know that you are designated fuckee for this trip. You will service the rest of us whenever WE want. You are not allowed to fuck or masturbate. Due to some issues from last year, I made a change to make sure that there are no violations of this rule. You have Colin to thank for this. So… Drop your shorts” Ken said. Chris pushed his board shorts down and stepped out of them. Ken reached up and held Chris’ cock in his hand and then reached into the bag. He fished out a cage and held it up, checking to see if it would fit correctly. He pulled out a second, slightly larger one and muttered “that’s better.” Tossing the first one back into the bag, Ken said “Colin, on your knees. Suck this boy off and swallow his last load of the trip.” Colin turned pale as everyone stared at him. “NOW!” Ken barked. Colin sunk to his knees and tentatively put his lips around the hardening shaft. Chris laughed to himself, remembering Colin’s earlier comments in the van. It was a bad blowjob and Chris really couldn’t remember having gotten a worse one in his life. He reached down to stroke himself off and Ken barked out “NO! He needs to do this on his own, even if we are here all day and night.” Everyone seemed to grumble and started heckling Colin. After another ten minutes of Colin slobbering over his cock and not getting him to cum, Chris reached down and started to face fuck Colin. Ken didn’t seem to mind this and didn’t stop him. He heard Colin start to gag as his stiff cock punched into his throat. Another few minutes and Chris could feel the cum start to rise from his balls. Chris was torn - should he fill Colin’s mouth full of his cum or shoot it right down his throat? He decided that Colin’s poor sucking skills earned him a mouthful of jizz which he would probably hate. As soon as his cock started spurting, he held Colin’s head so that the spray was coating his mouth. Most of the guys seemed to be cheering him on, but the look in Colin’s eyes told him he would pay for this later. Once Colin had swallowed all of Chris’ seed and Chris’ cock had deflated, Ken put the cage on his cock. He had seen them in porn flicks and he actually didn’t mind having his cock locked up since he couldn't fuck anyway, as long as it came off at the end of the trip.

Mr. Benson is into wrecking people lives, their hopes , their health and their careers for his own twisted mind. Some it's for revenge others it's for money and some it's because he wants to. Brad is 19 and a freshman in college with high hopes from his father. Brad father is one of those who has planned Brads life even the girl he is too marry and have children with. Mr. Benson has seen Brad going into Mens book stores not doing anything but looking, so Mr. Benson see Brad as a prospect to show his what he really is. I'm to find away to get close to Brad but I'm not to have sex with him but can suck his dick or he can suck mine as his virgin hole he has other plans for. Mr. Benson gave me Brads schedule and he is like clock work get up at this time, go to this place for a coffee and he is always on time like clock work. Friday nights when everyone is trying to get laid Brad takes a bus to the mens book store and looks around but never does anything. This Friday night is different as its the start of spring break so for the next 2 weeks there is no classes. I see Brad leave the book store around 9pm and go to the juice bar, it's packed and Brad is sitting by him self, so I ask if I can sit-down and he says sure. We do some small talk and I see Brad is eyeing me as the tee shirt I'm wearing is very tight and my nipples are rock hard and sticking out, my jeans are low riders so the crack on my ass is showing when I get up to get Brad a new drink. What Brad does not know is yes, I buying him a drink but what I'm putting inside the drink will set the wheels in motion to wreck his life for ever and make Mr. Benson very happy. After a few minutes this new drug Mr. Benson gave me to put in his drink starts to work. This new drug is like GHB but with out the metallic taste. As he gets up I say to his Brad you need some air, so I take him out side and around the corner where the van with Mr. Benson two assistants are waiting. Brad does not put up a fight but goes in willing. We ride for one hour before we get to this bathhouse. The easiest way to describe this place it's a biker bar bathhouse as the men here would scare the hell out of Hell Angels. Its just Brad and me that are not covered in Tattoos, body piercings or leather. At the door I help Brad in as he is very easy to control, the manager looks at me then says is this the virgin, I say yes as I'm a slut whore. The manager ask if I'm POZ and say yes are you on meds I say NO, and he ask if I want to be recharged and say why not. Brad is taken into the back as I watch they them cut off his clothes put cuffs on his wrist and ankles. I see one taking a syringe as putting into his ass, as they are doing that Brad says that hurts they laugh and say my pinky is bigger than this. They take magic marker and write on his chest and back NEGATIVE VIRGIN I follow them around as Brad is paraded around the bathhouse, they put on me POZ wants to be recharged. OK I have seen a few things but this place has to be the one for the books as the floor is sticky with cum and old lube there are crosses on the wall fuck benches and slings, used syringes all over the place with a few private rooms. They are putting up for bid for his virginity with the money going to buy more drugs. The bidding is going fast and the one who had the winning big is the local drug dealer, his has to be over 6ft, 6 over 300 lbs. with a dick like my forearm. As soon as he is declared the winner he takes Brad into one of the private's rooms and before he enters Brad is given a slam. The drug dealer yells out. THE BRIDE WON'T BE A VIRGIN LONG AND YOU CAN ALL HAVE BLOODY SECONDS. The room is dead quiet as everyone is waiting for the second Brad starts screaming for his life and when we hear him screaming we are all cheering. The dealer fuck Brad for close to one hour and towards the end Brad is not screaming but is moaning. The dealer comes out sweating and you can see the blood on his dick and says the bitch won't clean my dick off, right then about 6 of us we fight to clean his dick off as it's virgin blood and POZ cum. Brad is taken to the cross and they tie him up and tell his he has to be punished for not cleaning off the dick that just gave him his first Toxic load. They warm him up with floggers before they start to whip him I can see these Men really know how to work as Brad back has many welts and red stripes. My arm is grab and with a rope only upper arm I feel a prick and that familiar feeling of a nice slam of high quality Tina running through my body. He pushes my on to a fuck bench and the feeling of his PA rubbing up and down my hole is like heaven, his dick pushes in as he says I have a real man cunt here and starts to fuck me as hard as he can. To be continue

I like an every day Joe. There’s something sexy about men like that. Now having said that, any man who wants to fuck me MUST know how to do two things. They are: 1. Fuck and 2. Kiss. I’ve had a number of men over the years, regardless of size, who simply don’t know how to fuck or kiss. That’s why I try them out in the darkroom first before I bring them home-LOL !!

mmmmmm that's the kind of warm shower I want, fresh from the cock. A DP would be good too.https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/monthly_2020_02/dp.PNG.6ca0f8e71f578ad6092b3b168d2e5c94.PNG

There was a straight guy I sucked off at least a dozen times at one of the dirtybookstores in Missoula Montana. He had a stern expression, a very hard solid body, & a longer & thicker than average cock which always got rock-solid! More than once I could taste & smell his wife's cuntjuice on his cock. One day I was out garage-saling & I pulled up at a house & there he (& his wife) sat, conducting their garage sale. He got a completely mortified expression on his face, recognizing me from the dirtybookstore, but I was nonchalant & just checked out the stuff in his garage. His wife was pretty, but I'm glad he still went in for suckjobs from me!

Thank you! I'm pleased to report it gets bred regularly.

My first time was with my h.s. best friend. He used a condom out of habit because that's what he was used to doing when he fucked his gf. We didn't have any extra lube. The latex started sticking to my skin and was hurting. I told him to take the condom off. His spit and precum was plenty. Ever since, I've fucked bareback 95% of the time. I find it much more intimate and real. To me, using a condom is like having a dildo shoved in my hole... it's nice but raw is 1000x better. Yes, you have to choose cocks carefully to avoid hiv and std's. And I suppose that adds to the thrill and bad boy appeal a bit.

Age 11...we Latin boys "mature" early. Luved seeing the other boys in Jr High...yup, my junior high (7th and 8th grades) had a full locker room with group showers...HOT!!!!! ?

Part 2; I took my military leather cap off, and put a Gas Mask on. I then removed pup's blindfold. Now donning a Gas Mask he still could not his Master's face. I pushed his face into his piss. 'You come into Sir's home, and you piss all over the place. Fucking clean it up'. 'Yes Sir. Sorry Sir'. He got to work, licking up his piss from the floor, with his cute hairless cunt stuck right up into the air. I walked to his face, and ordered he take a few hits of poppers, then pushed his face back into his piss again. I returned to his ASS, spat on my toxic (un-medicated viral load at 1.7m) fuck-meat, and just plunged straight in. Fuck, he was super super TIGHT, with no foreplay to help loosen, just good old fashioned poppers. Remember, we had no discussions about statuses at this point, so, I didn't know if he was poz or not. I fucked 'it' for a few minutes, then withdrew my Dick, and stood by his piss slurping head. He started to lick one of my boots, which left me with no option but to flog his ASS again with the Paddle. 'Did I say you could lick my boots. I hadn't signed off your last job yet. Now SIT, SIIIIIT, good boy, good boy. Now look up at me' He looked up at me, with his sweet deep brown innocent looking eyes. I laughed in an evil manner through my Gas Mask. I put his blindfold back on, and ordered him to take another hit of poppers. Returning to his ASS I lubed up a 'Beagle Puppy tail', and slammed it in his tight cunt! 'OUCH' 'Wag your tail boy' .... He waggled .... 'Good boy' He looked so sexy collared and leashed up, blindfolded, with his puppy tail and paws! I took the Gask Mask off and put back on my military leather cap. Grabbing hold of his leash I tugged and took my pup for his first walk around Sir's home. Down the hallway we went, and into the centre of the living room onto a vinyl play sheet, where I got him sitting in puppy position in front of Sir (who by the end of the night would be his Dark Master). 'Not only did you piss all over my bedroom floor, you made a right old mess of Sir's Dick by covering it with you cunt juice. Now lick it and clean it up' He found my Dick with the sense of touch, even through his paws, and started sucking. I grabbed his jaw, spat on and slapped his pretty little face ... 'I SAID lick, not suck. Very slowly lick the base of my shaft all around, and slowly work your way up to the top. Once at the top, continue licking until I give further instructions' 'Yes Sir. Sorry Sir' I re-lit my Cigar, and stood there enjoying my smoke as the pup got to work. When he reached the top I let him slowly lick my Dick end for ages, until I started dripping pre-cum. 'You're making me leak pre-cum, more fucking mess, you're meant to be cleaning me up' I once again grabbed his jaw, spitting on and slapping his face. And again swapped my military leather cap for my Gas Mask! 'Right, on your back boy' 'Yes Sir' I took out his Beagle puppy tail. As soon as I did his super tight cunt snapped tight shut again. I restrained his ankles with the leg spreader, padlocking the cuffs, and shoved my toxic weapon back up his tight little cunt. 'OoooWWCH, that hurts Sir. Can I please have some more Poppers?' I ignored him and carried on Fucking, getting off at seeing him wince in pain. This pup NEEDS to learn how to take it like a Man! 'Once I have cum inside you boy, you will no longer call me Sir. You will from then on always address me as Master!' 'Yes Sir. You're neg though, right Sir?' I looked down at my naked toxic weapon sliding in and out of his tight cunt, unprotected, and smiled with my inner deep depravity. 'No boy, I am poz, have been for several years now' 'Oh, OK. But you are on medication, right Sir?' 'No boy, never been on medication, and, I have a very high viral load. And you?' 'I'm neg Sir' I pulled out immediately for two reasons. Firstly I wanted to know what his stance is. And secondly if I done even just two more strokes, I would have bust my nut right there and then! ********** For the first time in my story telling, I would like to invite my fellow BZ Men to offer their ideas on where this story should go next. Do I send him home, or, do I make him Master's property? ☣️ ☣️

Part 5; Re-entered the play room, I placed a large vinyl play sheet on the floor. Perching on a stool in front of the sling I took out the Rosebud plug (time for a real Rose), and liberally lubed up my Bare hand and forearm with the fisting gel I had made earlier. A combination of PnP, entry a few inches past my wrist was very easy! Starting with fingers and thumb forming a beak shape I twisted and turned, building up to mid forearm. Pulling out I changed hand shape to a proper fist, and carried on as before. Then changed to alternating between slow punch fisting (left to right to left hand and so forth) to clasping both hands together and going in up to both wrists. Alternating between all of the above we played like this for a good hour. The boys hole was now beautifully gaping. During play I could see his rose eager to bloom, so assisting I pulled back his inflamed puffy lips around and behind his rose, licking and sucking on his bloom. I heard some noise downstairs. Tom must have arrived. Being very close trusting friends he obviously has a key. I carried on playing with the boys cunt. After a while I heard footsteps. Looking up there were two people at the play room doorway. Tom, who was completely naked with the exception of his moustache, army boots, a Leather executioner hood, and a red hanky around his neck. Accessorizing with his long term PA which today sported a large spiked gauge'. Plus he was holding onto a dish washing brush. The second figure, none other than our skinhead friend Malcolm, fully clothed in his usual gear; Braces, 20 Hole Boots, etc, with Heineken in one hand, gas mask in the other. He is in his early 30s, broad and stocky, and is part of the bug club. He had been diagnosed about 4 years ago, and had never taken Medz. Apparently his last viral load saw an increase from 73k to 226k. His specialist had recommended he start treatment, but, he wasn't ready for that yet. I could see through Toms eye pieces from his executioners hood that his eyes were looking yellow. I had not seen him naked either for several months, and he had several new KS lesions, and like me had also lost a lot of muscle mass. His bones were very prominent. I was actually pleased he was re-starting treatment next week. Tom walked over, lubed up both hands are forearms, which I took as my cue to get off the stool. He took my place and got to play. Malcolm unzipped his jeans, and along with his lager plonked himself against the wall on the rubbered up mattress, stroking. I sat next to him and couldn't help but notice he was oozing a creamy gunk from his Dick. I knew what that was. I mouthed to him; 'Gonnorhoea'. Affirmative with a nod. Jesus, this room was now a plethora of active infections. The audible silence was eventually broken with Tom speaking; 'When I say 'push', you push like you are having a shit, and hold it there'. Instinctively, the boy went to remove his blindfold. I got up and stopped him, and restrained his wrists, and attached a ball-gag in his mouth. Tom started punch fisting the boy hard and fast, audibly counting to 10. He got to 10... 'Push'. The boy did as he was told, to reveal a huge big juicy rose. Tom reached for the dish washer brush and vigorously brushed this beautiful juicy flower. He then stood up, took the tip of his Dick and using his spiked PA started stabbing the boys gaping cunt. Then he plunged in, and started fucking, no mercy. He might have been rather unwell, but he still showed signs of his usual insane stamina. Malcolm went to get another lager, taking his gas mask with him. Now it was time for the boy to become more aware of who was there. I took his blindfold off, and sat against the wall. I started stroking, getting really turned on by seeing Tom ploughing the now very loose cunt of this sweet twink, and seeing his pale wasted ass (his asshole was no longer hidden by flesh). Part 6 to follow...

i'll save the sweaty, intense, passionate, all-day fuck for my lover. otherwise i get really horny knowing a guy is just using my hole to drop a quick load and get on with his day ... maybe even to meet his bf for lunch