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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.

This doesn't really fit anywhere but it is porn (technically). Which guy are you? I'm 1 or 6

This story is based on an experience I had last fall. Dialogue and details are recreated and reimagined, some elements are from other encounters, and names are changed. But the sex acts are all real! ******* Part 1 - Room 201 Behind the door, movement. It had taken me some time to find the room, owing to the motel’s odd numbering system of its two long buildings, facing each other across a parking lot, with open walkways. Room 201, second floor at the very end, just past a mechanical closet that jutted out. It was early September, cool with a bit of a breeze, around 9PM. Standing there, I was feeling that mix of anticipation, slight anxiety and horniness that precedes an online hookup. The door opened and the trick smiled and let me in. He was pretty much as advertised, maybe a bit heavier than his pics but in good shape, in his late 50’s. Lube and poppers were on a shelf over the headboard. A good sign, this man was prepared. We greeted each other, exchanged names - his was Paul - and I immediately started to strip. Getting naked gets things going faster, arouses the other guy and lets me show off my body. I’m late 40’s, in very good shape due to a strong gym regimen and attention to diet. 5’7, 145 lbs, mostly smooth. And oh yeah, my ass. It gets lots of attention from the boys. I’m not shy. At all. I wasn’t wearing much, just jeans with a jock, sneakers and a hoodie, no shirt. Clothes dropped to the floor, I started to kiss and touch. He was a good kisser, lots of tongue. We were starting to really click, serious making out is always a good sign that the sex will be hot. My mouth moved along his jaw and neck before I dropped to his crotch and pulled his cock out of his pants. Already it was half hard, I opened my mouth and began sucking. Soon it was thick and rigid, a good 7 inches with a big head. Fondling his large balls, I sank down on his rod, then moved up and down, slathering my saliva along its length, tip to root, repeatedly. By now his wife-beater was off, jeans and briefs way down, one hand on my head, the other caressing my ass. He murmured a string of foul words, encouraging me, appreciating my oral attention. “Alex, let’s get on the bed.” Standing up, I initiated more kissing, then pulled off his sneakers and pants before we both sank onto the mattress. More oral, rubbing and touching, now his fingers were starting to play with my hole, making it tingle. I moaned, deeply, then kissed him, pushing my tongue against his. My hole really connects to my most primal self, it alters me in ways I don’t quite understand. But fuck understanding. Paul pulled away - “Man, your body is great - so damn sexy!” “You too,” I replied. Online messages had been brief, but I had made sure he was a top and went raw. “What are you into?” he asked. “All kinds of shit. Love to get fucked, 69, ass play, rimming. I’m pretty sub, verbal abuse, toys, you name it. Piss is cool, too, if you’re into it. But it’s up to you, you’re in control.” “Yeah? So you're into kink, huh? What kind of piss play?” At this point we were lying next to each other, touching and talking, me working Paul's dick as he ran his hands over my body and butt, occasionally pulling my cock, which he had exposed, moving it outside the jock strap's pouch. “On me or in me, mostly. A couple of times I’ve taken piss in my mouth, but usually up the ass or guys piss on me.” Paul looked at me directly. “I’ve heard you can absorb whatever’s in the piss - like if someone’s high, it can affect you.” “Yup! That’s happened to me, I’m OK with it.” Smiling, Paul asked “Really? You’ve had that happen?” “Yes, a few times.” Now, we had not discussed chems at all, and there was nothing in his profile to suggest it, other than the usual “ask me” regarding drugs. “Do you party?” He stopped his caresses, waiting for my answer. “Yeah, I do.” “Before you got here?” Smirking, he held my limp penis between two fingers, and shook it back and forth. Like it was not much, just a toy. I laughed, sort of embarrassed that he had figured me out so easily, and also by my cock’s condition. “FUCK YOU! I I know, when I get tina dick it’s really small. " TRUTH: I was with a fuckbud, he got me high but he could only play for an hour. So when I left I was still horny as fuck Truth be told, I had not partied in a while, and really wanted a serious session. This particular bud was always a hoT time, kinky with a big uncut cock and loved to smoke me up. We’d blown clouds and done a shot of g before he sent me home. Fortunately, Paul had hit me up online so it had been only an hour before I was in his room. “Wanna do some more?” And with that, Paul reached over, opened a drawer and pulled out a pipe. “Oh, man, absolutely.”

London - are we all still hooking up for breeding without kissing or wearing masks?

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. This is a fictional story. It never happened and any similarity to any real life happenings is coincidence. Intro 1 It was late on a Friday afternoon and Chris had to run some designs back to the production area. He grabbed the folder and headed back knowing he would get at least a few lewd comments. He was a little surprised when all he got were regular “Hi Chris” and “How ya doin, Chris?” He wondered if everyone knew that he had broken up with his boyfriend earlier that week and were being overly polite. Chris was out to his co-workers and it seemed that no one had an issue with it, unlike his last job. He walked into Steve’s office and said “Hi Steve, here are the final designs for the Johnson project. Let me know when you can schedule it so I can let the client know.” “Sure thing, Chris. Thanks for getting those changes done so quick” Steve replied. “No problem” Chris said and turned to go back to his desk. “Hey, Chris. A few of us are heading over to the Grey Owl Pub after work if you want to join us” Steve said. Chris stopped and turned back, thinking about it a few seconds before saying “Ah, OK. I might stop by. Nothing else to do tonight.” Chris finished the rest of his work that afternoon and looked up to see 5:40PM on his computer clock. He put everything away and grabbed his nearly empty backpack. He walked out the door and stopped. “Left to the bar or right to the train?” he thought. Turning left, he told himself that a pint or two couldn’t hurt. He walked into the pub and looked around for the guys from work. Steve, Danny & PJ (two more of Steve’s workers) and another guy who seemed to be close to Steve’s age were at a table in the corner. If it had been a gay bar, Chris would have assumed it was two daddies and their boys, but it wasn’t and he knew Steve was divorced with a son who was about five years younger than Chris’s 28 years. He walked up to the table to say ‘hi’ and see if anyone else needed a drink. Everyone said their “hi’s” and Steve introduced the stranger as a friend of his, Ken. PJ put his arm around Chris’ shoulder and said “I heard you had a rough week. Let me get you a beer.” “Thanks, PJ. A pint of IPA, please” Chris replied. As PJ headed to the bar, Chris felt PJ’s hand rub down his back and across his ass. He wasn’t sure if he should read anything into it or if it was an accident. PJ came back from the bar and set a pint down in front of Chris. He raised his glass and said “To Fridays” as a toast. Everyone tapped their glasses and took a sip. Chris felt PJ’s arm around his back and his hand resting on his hip. It was a little tight to fit five at the small round table, but this seemed a bit unnecessary. He looked at PJ and PJ smiled back at him. The conversation seemed to be all over the place - what everyone was doing that weekend, the baseball standings, the new blonde receptionist, etc. When there was a lull in the conversation Ken turned to Steve and said “Have you found someone to take the last spot on the trip? We only have two weeks until we leave.” “No, not yet. It’s hard to find someone that’s into that mix of activities and can get away for four days” Steve said. Everyone but Chris laughed and Chris wondered what was so funny. PJ squeezed Chris gently and said “How about you, Chris? Do you like canoeing and camping?” Steve looked at PJ with a stern look and then back at Chris, smiling before he said “Well?” “Uh… My ex only liked four and five star places so I haven’t camped in a few years. I used to kayak some in college, but that’s been over six years too. Why?” asked Chris. “We have a yearly canoe trip that some of us do. It’s a private trip and we like to keep the details secret. No one can tell anyone what happens, except each other, obviously. If we tell you a little bit, can you promise that you’ll keep it between us?” Steve asked Chris. “Yeah, sure” Chris replied, now curious as to what a bunch of straight guys camping would want to keep secret. “We drive up early in the morning and then load the canoes. It takes four days to get to the end where they pick us up and drive us back to our cars. We camp on sandbars in the river, a couple guys are in charge of food, a couple take care of stuff to drink. We all have fun, party, and… uh…" Ken said looking around to see if anyone was within earshot "and fuck" Ken said.

I have no idea why married or straight/curious guys always flock to me, but they do. It must be the big, thick white ass? (See my profile if you don’t believe me....🤷🏻‍♂️) Anyway, here’s how I threw my feet in the air for a recent BBC, and found out he’s married afterwards... We had been chatting for quite some time. Super great guy. Funny and easy to talk to. He told me he’s straight and curious. He’s tried to fuck one other guy but he couldn’t handle it. I always prefer taking time to get to know someone a bit before throwing my feet in the air. It has to be the right vibe, and this BBC and I vibed hard. He told me he’d pick me up and bring me to his place when we finally decided to meet. I go over, we hang for a bit, chat since it’s our first time meeting in person and then move into the bedroom. He immediately tells me to “show him my white pussy.” His vibe changed immediately as we hit that bedroom. I get on all fours on the bed and shake my ass for him. He stands above me, jerking off a bit. Getting hard. His black cock grows to a big size I wasn’t expecting and I tell him that he’s bigger than I thought. He swears it’s “not that big” but I beg to differ. His cock is dark, thick, cut, a nice head on it. He doesn’t want it sucked, he just wants my “white pussy.” Fine by me. He orders me to get on my back and throw my feet in the air. I follow orders. To my surprise he moves in closer and begins kissing my feet. He licks them, sucks my toes, puts them in his face. He says he’s always wanted a white guys feet in his face and I’m more than happy to oblige. He tells me my feet are “gorgeous” and he continues to kiss them. This makes his BBC swell even harder and bigger. He asks if I’m ready and I say yes, he spits on my hole and his cock and he slowly slides himself in. For the first minute or two he was gentle, holding me by the ankles and continuing to kiss my feet as he slowly stretched my tight white ass open. He says “you ready?” I’m confused and respond with “for what?” & he says “this...” He immediately starts pounding me. Fucking slamming me, HARD. It feels amazing. I feel like such a slut taking a big black dick like that. I’m in heaven. He’s still holding me firmly by the ankles and spreading my legs super wide. I swear the bed was going to break from the thrusts, but it didn’t. I took that cock like a champ. He fucked me for a good 20 minutes until he said “I’m going to cum.” His cock got even harder and my toes spasmed uncontrollably until I feel his cock pulse inside me and his cum filled my hole. We lay there for a minute and laughed. As I’m leaving, I walk by a hallway and notice all the pictures on the wall. He says, “you won’t tell my wife, right?” I was a bit shocked he wouldn’t mention this beforehand, but no. I won’t be telling his wife. I’m now going to be his white pussy on the side... 🤷🏻‍♂️

I have but only a couple times on a double wank session where I get hot again. After I've cum it's not a turn on any more. Need to find a DOM for online chat that can motivate me to do it even though I dont want to.

BF and I love piss fucking back and forth. Especially fun in the morning in between fucks (we’re both multi-cummers). Love the surprise of the warm as he marks me as his territory. Love smelling my scent on him after a hard rough ride.

I always eat my load when I cum from beating off. Love the taste of cum, and it should not be wasted, whether my own or a fwb’s cock or ass. Yum💦

Ooops, too much opportunities. I could choose almost all, but my favourites are definitely the followings: 1,2,3,5,6,7,9,10,12,14,15 😂😂😂

Pubes 12 ejaculation 13 (- a couple of days). Obvious crushes on guys in 5th & 6th grade I had already figured out why I was dreaming about sex with specific guys in jr hs but somehow I don't remember jr js showers. I was on the track team in hs and that was combined total joy and awkwardness because all the guys were super hot.

I took my first anonymous load on my 18th birthday. I was dying to get on grindr for years but didn't want to screw anyone over by initiating sex with an adult. Almost exactly at midnight on May 29, 2017, I downloaded grindr from the playstore and created my account. I got hit up by a bunch of guys almost immediatey - a bunch of bottoms and about 4 tops. My mom was sleeping and it was a school night but I snuck out through the kitchen into the garage and drove to meet someone in a grocery store parking lot. We went behind the building and I could see the cars going by on the interstate while we made out, then we got out of the car and he fucked me for about a minute and came in my ass. We both pulled our pants up and he drove away, then he blocked me on grindr and I never heard from him again.

here's the thing though. i most identify as straight but i reallt don;r care if im technically bi, gay, whatever. it is what it is. but i fucking love way it feels to have a dick up my ass. everything about it is just so hot to me. and idk if im willing to keep looking for others because this guy was perfect; im really excited to feel his balls slap my ass again but im afraid its gonna end soon, he's so gentle with me and that make me want his penis in my ass even more.

I think that's your body trying to cum from prostate stimulation. That's kind of what it feels like for me and if you can breathe your way through it (or huff poppers or whatever) you might end up cumming handsfree.

My friend moved back from ATL to Orlando after 20 years. He was a poz cumdump here and a bigger slut in Orlando. He keeps my apprised of the rising rates, and I hope to visit him in late summer and add my bugs to the population

6 for sure. been in that position many times with no idea who is witching in n out of my ass

Toronto is on the verge of a shutdown. I am stopping altogether. How can I do anything but that? Even if I was to ignore the risk to myself, so many of my partners past and present fall in at least one high-risk group that it would be unconscionable for me to put them--and theirs--at risk.

When you’re about to fuck a virgin man hole or very inexperienced bottom, what position do you suggest for them? And why? Talking to the young bloke I’m living with - who’s very partial to seducing virgin bottom guys and taking their cherry...and who’s also amazingly effective at spotting blokes who are vulnerable and manipulating them to have sex with him - on this subject and we have different views. Tard prefers to penetrate a fresh mancvnt by entering from behind (ie doggy) but will usually let the guy be on top if that’s their preference. His rationale is straightforward: he’ll allow the bottom to control the degree and speed of penetration initially. If the guy is ok with Tard controlling the penetration. He loves manhandling guys when he can and seems to get off on teaching the new bottom in arching his back, etc. For mine, I’m not in favour of the bottom on being on top. For a start, it’s probably my least favourite position when I’m getting fucked and I think the notion of allowing a virgin bottom to control the penetration is a recipe for shallow penetration; that’s possibly a result of my own unsuccessful attempts to get penetrated the first few occasions I tried to get fucked. Secondly, eye contact is an extremely important part of the cherry popping experience imho; it’s a wonderful part of gay fucking but it’s even more important when you’re penetrating a bloke’s sphincter for the first time. When I’m about to take a virgin mancvnt, I want him on his back, ankles in an elevated position (or wrapped around me). The act of kissing and caressing the bottom while whispering to him is, for me, almost as critical as constant focused eye contact. It’s also easier to manoeuvre him from his hips. What do you all think?

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

Part 2: Feeding My Sins As I kissed Father Frances’ feet the other gentleman had removed his clothes. He was maybe mid 30’s with a nice clean body. In shape but not over muscular. About an 8 inch cock that was thick as Father Frances. And a scorpion tattoo just above his cock. This man was gentle with me. He allowed to take his cock at my own pace. I wrapped my hand around his cock and gently stroked for a couple of minutes. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could and slowly eased my way down his cock. Within a minute I had his cock buried in my throat. He gently face fucked me at first. It was nice but I realized I needed to be treated rough. Father Frances realized this as well and told the gentleman to abuse my mouth. With that he grabbed me by the back of my head and really started giving me a proper face fucking. This was my heaven. I definitely enjoyed being used roughly. After several minutes the gentleman pulled his cock from my mouth and had me bend over the desk. He rammed his cock up my ass which felt wonderful thanks to already having Father Frances’ load from earlier. Apparently I was moaning a little too loud because Sister Mary came in and told Father Frances I could be heard down the hall. I was both in ecstasy and panic being caught by Sister Mary. She quickly removed her panties and stuffed them in my mouth to stifle my moaning. The gentleman never let up pounding my ass. Before leaving Sister Mary told me to stop by her office after I was finished pleasing Father Frances and Mike. Mike was apparently the guy’s name who was fucking me. He started really picking up the pace and started fucking me harder. Within a few minutes he let out a low grunt and dumped a bigger load in my ass than Father Frances had. After he finished cumming in my ass mike pulled out and removed the panties from my mouth. And I quickly got on my knees and cleaned his cock for him. Once he was satisfied he pulled his cock out of my mouth and kissed me gently on the lips. He got dressed and left me and Father Frances alone in his office. I was still on my knees when Father Frances told me to put the panties on. He had me get back down on my knees and he had me crawl to Sister Mary’s office. Father Frances stayed in his office but before I left he told me that I could no longer leave the church unless it was under his and Sister Mary’s supervision. I said Yes Father before crawling out of his office and into Sister Mary’s office. Once inside her office she quickly shut the door and stuffed my mouth with another pair of panties. She then gave me a shot in my butt cheek and before I knew it I collapsed onto the floor. I awoke some time later in bed but not my own. Something felt different on my body and once I regained some thought I discovered the source. I quickly realized that my life no longer was my own.

Day 1, Pt 1 The alarm went off at 2am and Chris crawled out of bed. He showered, brushed his teeth and looked at himself in the mirror. He hadn’t shaved since Friday and he liked the scruffy look. His ex had tried to keep him looking as twink-like as possible and now he was done making sure he looked like someone else wanted him to. His chest was itching a bit since he had stopped shaving it too, the day he told his ex Tim to “fuck off and get out.” His five foot nine body was filling out a little and while not muscled, he was toned from his erratic gym visits. His brown hair was cut like he wanted it, the only thing he insisted on doing his way instead of his ex’s desires. His legs were covered in a light coating of hair but his ass was mostly smooth. There was some hair inside his crack which his ex always wanted shaved, but finally gave up asking after two years. Chris noticed his cock was still partially stiff. He didn’t know if it was the excitement of the trip or whether he was just horny. “Probably both. Too bad I’ll be bottoming the next few days. I could really use a hot ass to fuck” he thought. He walked back to the bedroom and pulled on a pair of board shorts and then some baggy cargo pants over them. He pulled on a t-shirt and slid into a pair of old tennis shoes. “I can put the sport sandals or water shoes on when we get to the river” he said to himself. He put a few things in an old backpack that he could leave in the van while they were canoeing. Right at 3am, the van pulled up in front of his apartment building and Chris tossed his stuff in the back. He hopped in, finding that they left the last row of seats for him. “Perfect, I can sleep on the drive up” Chris thought. They bounced through the city streets and finally got on the highway. The music was blaring and everyone seemed to be talking as Chris realized his hopes of sleeping were gone. He looked Colin over and wasn’t sure what to make of him. Was he gay? bi? experimenting? Colin was a few years younger than Chris and about his same height but with 20 more pounds. His dark brown hair hung down over his eyes and ears, his face was plain and he looked like he was stoned. Colin turned back to Chris and said “It’ll be good not being the newbie this year. I’m sure you’ll have fun but I like to fuck too much.”

FWB/weed dealer has long been on my case for a repeat visit. He likes to come over and share a joint, then stuff me with his thick curved cock. He's a young guy, not always predictable and the plan for yesterday morning seemed to fall through, but preparing for him got me horny af so I jumped on Grindr to find a replacement. I Invite my neighbour over. He's been on my case looking to fuck me for a while; a sexy bearded blonde beauty who would look at home in a plaid shirt axing wood for a fire. He stops by on his way to the bus stop and makes quick work of ripping through my underwear (pre-agreed) and sinking his long cock balls deep. He's hard as steel and gets very thick towards the middle, when he flips me over on my back I see he's got his phone on my shelf and is recording us LOL. Fuck it, I'm in heat. After a solid fuck he tells me he's close. I beg for his load and he growls loud and starts pumping inside me - his orgasm tapers away slowly as I milk his cock with my ass. He pulls out with a slap, throws on his clothes and heads off to work. As he's leaving I get a text from my FWB, sorry that he overslept but is ten minutes away. I quickly wipe my ass and wonder if he'll notice. I'm naked but for a small pair of shorts when FWB arrives. I strip him off as his fingers snake up my shorts and into my ass. "You pre-lubed?! I can tell you're thirsty for it" He says. He kisses me, pushes me onto my back and lubes up his cock before sliding it. It takes us a couple of tries to find a position that works for both of us, but soon he has me on my side with my knees bent and he's piston fucking my ass with long strokes that make my eyes roll into the back of my head. This boy usually stealths me, but this time he let me know he was about to cum and the heat got turned up for both of us. His fucking picks up before he pumps several loads into my ass and buries himself in me for the comedown. My battered ass trying to milk as much from him as I can. He's out the door about twenty minutes after he arrived. When I return to my phone the bearded blonde has sent me the videos we made - I jerk off while watching him breed me, I'll do this a couple of times that day before heading out to dinner with friends. While I'm headed home that night, their combined loads drips out of my ass which makes me crave more. I get hit up by a third guy on Grindr a supposed 1000ft away and send him the videos. He asks me if he can fuck me like a whore but we never make it past the chat. The occasional video of me has turned up on the internet before - a couple of times people have come up to me and told me they jerked off to it, or asked if it was me. I figure there's so much porn out there and our filter bubbles are so specifically tailored to our personal tastes, that these things don't really come back to bite me, but they're also pretty easy to get taken down. I look forward to seeing it one day and reading the comments - I love making people cum.

Since Brad told his father he is going away for 2 weeks his family will not be looking for him. Brad is now in the sling and everyone is trying to get their Poz loads into Brad former virgin hole and give them their strain of Poz cum. Since I already Poz I'm getting the left overs but any dick in my hole is better than none. After I get a few loads in me I go over to see how Brad is doing, walking over I feel the cum running down my leg which is a wonder feeling. They are filming Brad so you can see everything as his hole is a mess of pink cum. Brad starts screaming again so they give him another slam and that quiets him down. Brad is now willing to clean off a dick with pink cum on it as he does not want to be whipped again. I start to walk away and someone say, WHERE ARE YOU GOING BOY? I say to take piss, he says don't waste that chem piss give to to Brad. I get in position to piss and Brad protest, someone pulls out a cattle prod as everyone steps backs, then you hear it being tested and that ZAP noise you will never forget. They stick the 2 points right at Bras balls and ZAP Brad jumps, NOW are you to drink the chem piss, Brad says NO, ZAP,ZAP,ZAP, then Brad is begging to drink my chem piss so I piss in his mouth. Someone comes behind me, I feel a dick go in my hole as I tricking my chem piss into Brad mouth what feel and when I'm finished the familiar feeling of the prink of a needle in your arm and the rush os a slam. I wish I could fuck Brad but I'm suffering from a bad case of tins dick, but my hole feels go great as these people know how to fuck. Over the next 2 weeks Brad spends 22 hours per day getting fuck, he is not given any food, no liquids but piss or chem piss, they started with small slams and by the end Brad is getting big slams as he has become addicted to Tina and needs it. They only use one arm to slam him so it is showing plenty of needle marks so when he leaves people will think he is a junkie. Brad came in here a virgin who never took drugs and in 2 weeks he became a meth whore, piss drinker and soon POZ. At 2 am in the morning we took Brad to his home stood him up against the door as he could barley stand naked with cum running down he leg and rang the door bell, we ran away as fast as we could. A few weeks later Brad was seen walking the streets begging for drugs. He look very sick and had lost a lot of weight, so we took Brad in and gave him a slam. He said his parents threw him out of the house and he became very sick and was living on the streets selling his body. Mr. Benson took one of those 20 minute Poz test kits and sure enough Brad was Poz, then a blood test was done, when the results came back Brad has a very high VL with a CD4 number very low. Brad looks skinny but he says his dick is very hard so MR. Benson breaks out the camera and makes some calls of negative chasers who are looking to be filmed by Brad.

Name a single country, ever, that's prospered with a leader like the one you describe above. "Brash" destroys diplomatic relationships and alliances on which we depend (in so many ways). It's one thing to not be a lawyer or politician, it's another one not to understand how laws are made or the value in enforcing them. Not being a lawyer or politician isn't a qualification for anything. If by "proletariat" you mean white racists, that's deplorable. If by the "Deep State" you mean people with decades of experience who know how to get things done, then you're an anarchist. And the "flushed down the toilet" comment confirms that you are indeed an anarchist. If you think that's OK, name one country, ever, that's prospered under anarchy. And you don't seem to understand "socialism". Socialism is Medicare. It's Social Security. It's getting treatment when you go to the hospital and don't have insurance. Socialism is the federal government subsidizing highways in West Virginia more than in Texas because it's a lot more expensive to build highways in mountains than on flat ground. Socialism is the National Park Service. Socialism is making sure your water is clean and your air won't cause asthma. Socialism is making sure your medications don't have impurities in them that can harm you. And on and on… And no country has ever prospered under nationalist leaders – at least not compared to the more cooperative countries that existed at the same time. For example Argentina used to have a GDP that was close to that of the US. Then they went nationalist, and now look at them… Oh, and your "Marxist" comment is hilarious given how you were saying it's so wonderful that the proletariat is rising up. And lastly, I find it deplorable that you'd come onto a gay site and side with someone who has seriously harmed the gay community. But you do express your views in a civil manner. As long as that stays that way, you're welcome to say what you want.

Part 3 - Broken The room felt warmer, I was definitely sweating a bit, Paul was boring his tongue into my mouth and his cock into my asshole, a steady rhythm accompanied by the soft sound of his penetrations. He moved his lips from mine, licking his way to an armpit, then bathing my pit with his tongue, pushing against it, rubbing his scruff on that tender, sensitive skin. I was squirming beneath him, gasping, small sounds escaping, as he moved to the other side and did the same. My pits are supersensitive in the same way nips are on lots of other guys, and the way he was working them over was almost too much. Grabbing my upper arms, he pinned them down, settling his body on mine, using his heavier weight to keep me from wriggling so much. “Something wrong, faggot? Can’t control yourself?” He started slamming his cock into me, hard and deliberate. “No - nothing - just, shit, it’s crazy - I mean, this…” My voice trailed off, in my fucked up state I couldn’t put a sentence together. My whimpers resumed. He paused for a second, grabbed poppers, shoved them under a nostril. Obediently, I inhaled once, then again. My head started to spin, now my boipussy somehow was more open, even warmer. “You want my load in your cunt?” I just looked at him, the poppers had now made even speaking a challenge. Unexpectedly, he slapped me, more than lightly. Startled, I didn’t answer at first, then looked at him and nodded. Another slap, “What? Answer me.” “Yes, please, breed my ass, fucking mark my party hole.” “You’re such a fucking pigboy.” “Please.” He started to piston in and out off my hole, drilling in rough and deep, breathing harder. His face contorted, then came a torrent of abuse and cum. "Fuck! Yeah, you’re getting it! What all you whores want. Take my cum. Take it. This cunt is mine. You fucking slut!” Paul was pressing deep, forcing the sperm in, ramming his dick, I could feel the heat and wetness of his load start to seep around my ass lips. He bent down again and kissed, forcefully. The pace slowed, he was reveling in the sensations of my open hole, his cum, the warmth, the conquest. We made out, then he rose up off me, pulled all the way out except for the head, used his finger to trace the outline of my asshole, stretched wide with his cock. Took some of his seed on his fingers, fed it to me, roughly moving his fingers inside my mouth. I sucked them clean. I had lost any sense of control. Of my body, emotions, any ability to do anything except obey and be used. I was broken.

OMG yes! Nothing hotter than a verbal slut bottom!

The Health Department here is always complaining that the HIV rate is rising. Guess our poz team is growing in Florida and its part of all of us Poz BB fucking here.

wow... 418

264, I'm ashamed and proud at the same time.