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The Well-Hung POZ Twink Breeds My Boy My boy and I love to get him fucked by other guys. There’s something so sexy about him submitting to a big cock. The need to feel it stretching him open and filling him with seed is too much to resist. I love to help him get ready to get dicked down, rimming his hole, fingering lube inside, blowing a buddy’s cock to full hardness, and even slipping it right inside him. I only let him get fucked raw and really love laying down underneath so I can fuck-lick right at his ass while he’s getting pounded. I’ve cleaned up many tops’ cummy dicks after they breed my boy. I enjoy fucking their seed deeper into his slutty opened hole, and Iove eating cum out of him. We’re a good fit. Sometimes I find guys to breed my boy, and sometimes he seeks them out. We were at a bar a few weeks ago and this sexy pretty twink starting grinning at us. My boy sauntered over and chatted him up. I got hard as my boy put his arms around the twink and I watched as the twink licked his fingers then slid his hands down my boy’s jeans. I knew he was fingering my boy when my boy threw his head back. I picked up the tab for all our drinks. When I turned to where they’d been standing, they were gone. I ducked out to the street an didn’t see them. I made my way back to the bathroom and heard the unmistakable sounds of fucking from the stall. I knocked and heard the twink moan as my boy shouted, ‘we’ll be right out!’ I stood guard at the door while this twink pounded my boy. I heard the twink tell my boy he was about to cum and the sound of skin on skin smacking until the twink shot his load, hopefully deep into my boy’s hungry pussy. A few minutes later, they both appeared, flushed and grinning. The three of us left the bar, both me and the twink squeezing my boy’s ass. I wanted to see if there was a wet spot of fresh cum dripping out, so I let them walk a few steps ahead of me. No sign of anything. I asked them if they were done. The twink said he was good for another load and my boy smiled. We piled into my car. I drove as they hopped in the back seat, making out with each other the whole drive home. We were all hard as we entered our living room. My boy made us all a round of vodka sodas. I took the time to get to know the twink a little. His name was Brian, and he thanked me for letting him fuck my boy back at the bar. I asked if he bred him, and he looked at the floor. I told him, ‘hey, stud. I’m into it. You can breed him, especially if I get sloppy seconds!’ He avoided eye contact and told me that he hadn’t fucked raw since he converted. I realized he was POZ. ‘Does my boy know?’ He shook his head. ‘Did you raw fuck him in the bathroom?’ He shook his head again. He’d bagged up and fucked my boy with spit as lube. I knew my boy’s hole would be ragged from a relatively dry fuck. I had a naughty idea. ‘It’s cool man. My boy has a PrEP prescription. And he likes to be filled up. So no worries.’ What Brian didn’t know that my boy decided to go off PrEP a few months ago after some unusual liver function results at his last testing. Brian told me he’d be cool breeding my boy. I grinned. Just then, my boy came back with our drinks. He’d poured doubles and we all drank them down quickly. My boy sat between me and the twink. The three of us made out and groped each other. I got on my knees and shimmied their pants down. I blew the twink’s eight-inch fat cut dick and got it nice and slippery. My boy got on his hand and knees sideways on the couch and blew Brian as I ate his tender hole. It was pink and open from their dry protected first fuck. I lapped at my boy’s ass, smearing my copious precum into him. ‘Boy, this nice twink is going to fuck you now. Raw.’ My boy eagerly nodded and pulled his mouth off of Brian’s dick. Facing me, he straddled Brian’s lap. I spit onto that big raw POZ cock and slipped it inside my boy’s hole. The sight of him slipping right down on that dick must have made me beam. My boy groaned as he adjusted to his girth and sat all the way down on it. I leaned forward lapping at his stretched-out ass lips, then suckling Brian’s big balls. My boy started riding and threw his head back in ecstasy. ‘This is so much better raw!,’ he shouted. He rode Brian until his legs were tired and pulled off. I sucked Brian’s cock down my throat. I tasted the familiar tinny flavor of cum mixed with raw hole. My boy bent over the arm of the sofa and spread his cheeks wide. Brian told me to take over for a minute. I slid right into my boy, making him more slippery as I oozed precum into his guts. Brian wiped the sweat from his brow and took my place. I got on the sofa and cradled my boy’s head as he took Brian’s forceful pounding. This skinny twink could really fuck, and he railed my boy for like ten minutes without stopping. He needed a bit of a break and went to the bathroom to take a piss. My boy and I 69ed on the floor. I lapped at my boy’s balls and hole. I knew I wanted my face right there as the twink filled him up. Brian came back and slid right back inside. After a few pumps, his big dick returned to full hardness and he really hammered my boy’s hole. I knew he was about to cum and pulled told my boy, ‘Get ready. He’s going to fill you up, with POZ seed!’ My boy pulled off my dick and moaned, ‘YES! YES! Please fill me up. Fill me up with your POZ cum! Give IT to me!!!’ Brian roared as he bred my boy as deeply as he could. My tongue was right there as white globs leaked out at the base of his cock. I lapped at the fresh cum and swallowed it down. They caught their breath and eventually Brian’s softening rod slipped out of my boy. A flood of seed poured out of my boy’s guts. Tinged ever so slightly pink, I swallowed it down. Brian slapped his cummy dick against my boy’s ass and my tongue. I made sure to not miss a drop. He got dressed and hopped in a cab, but not before entering his number in my phone. I texted him after he left, with pics of me breeding my boy’s loose used hole. He promised to text me the next time he needed to lose a load.

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

I always wanted to belong. To something. I never knew what it was and I was always a loner, you know, the socially awkward kind, the weird kid at school who everyone avoided. I did well at school, graduated, got a good job, everything you were told to do right? After all that I still never felt like I belonged anywhere. Why do I come out with all this right now and when does it become interesting? Well you see I'm in a dark room, it's quiet, the only thing I can hear is the sound of my own breath and the thumping of my heart beating hard and fast and my mind tumbling over and over the thoughts of my path to where I am right now. There's a noise. Footsteps, barefoot on a tiled floor, a gentle not unpleasant sound. The first sounds I'd heard beyond the gentle hum of the air con and the faint street noise coming from somewhere above me. The footsteps halted, I knew they were by the door of my room, I could see very little other than the floor as I was lying face down, bent over, with my feet touching the floor. Whatever light that was able to make it's way into my room was largely blocked by what was about to be my first step into a new world. I felt his legs pressed against mine, I felt two hands on my back, resting gently, they lifted slowly but returned with an audible slap making me buck and let out a grunt, maybe a scream, I'm not sure. I found my arms held in place, then the pressure of his whole body pressed against mine. I could feel his weight, he was not a small man, and I knew instantly the feeling of copious amounts of hair brushing my body. Something was whispered in my ear, I didn't hear it, it didn't matter to me anyway, I wanted one thing and right now, this man was it. He stood up, I was released and could breath again. I felt a single hand on my ass cheek, his thumb rubbing, exploring along my crack. I heard him spit then moments later felt the sticky liquid flow down between my cheeks. His thumb rubbed across my hole back and forth, working his spit around and around until he slipped a finger in. I let out a quiet, virtually inaudible "mmmmm" as he pulled his finger out. The tip of his cock rubbed across my hole, I heard him spit again, into his hand I guessed as his cock pulled away, but returned just as quickly, presumably carrying more of the home made lube. There seemed a pause in time, everything stopped momentarily, before I felt pressure against my hole. "Take it all", his low deep voice growled. I felt the head of his cock push it way through then within seconds he was buried deep. The shock of what felt like his massive length making it's own hole drove all the breath from my lungs, I gasped, gasps of ecstasy, as he help my hips and began pulling away and then burying his cock again, thrust after thrust after thrust. Each time he buried deep I could feel his massive mound of pubic hair brushing my crack, and with each thrust, the air was pushed from my lungs and as quickly as I could gasp it back in, the next thrust took it away again. I had no concept of time at this point, was it 5 minutes, or 50, it didn't matter, but suddenly the thrusting changed, this big man shook like a tree in the wind and with a cry out of "take my load, take it" he bucked several times and my ass received its first ever load. My new, yet unknown friend pulled away, he gently patted my on the back and walked away. I led there still and solitary for a few moments. "Job done", I thought to my self. An involuntary "Yes!" cried out from within me, as felt I belonged for the first time. Did my cry attract attention, i thought the open door did that and I was right. I wasn't sure of my next move, so I just stayed where I was.

i'm a critical care nurse and i just spent the weekend caring for a Covid-19 patient. She is young, has no other medical issues and is on day 11 today. We are already in a shortage of personal protective equipment (PPE) in the US and it hasn't reached the stage of Italy. The US is ridiculously unprepared. i was sick with Covid like symptoms for 10 days prior to going back to work on Friday, and yet still have not been able to get tested to know what i had/have. i had to reuse the same mask all day Friday because of the shortage of gowns and masks. Healthcare workers are dying in Italy because of a lack of proper testing and PPE, same thing can happen in the US. Countries like Singapore, S Korea and Taiwan tested early and everyone could get tested. Here's the missing ingredient the chasers don't seem to get, you don't feel like having sex when you're as sick as you get from Covid or AID's. I had to hold the thermometer for my patient she was so weak. i for one want all gay guys to live and thrive, i love men and don't want to see our community decimated. Please be safe guys.

Personally I love that people are highlighting the hypocrisy with their own comments. Chasing an incurable virus is somehow “hot” but when you turn the narrative to the current viral outbreak, suddenly that’s too far. this is Precisely why I wrote this fictional story.

While stuck inside and organizing things on my computer, I found this chapter two-thirds finished from 6 or so years ago. I finished it up and here it is. Hope you enjoy. RR MAC MEN 9: GETAWAY CAR After the fan-fucking-tastic foursome with Angel, Hassan and Marcus, I need to get some energy back. As I walk through the pulsating sea of fuckstuds to the lobby, I can’t believe how much my body throbs. I’m going to be so sore tomorrow. Of course, I don’t want tomorrow to come. Oh wait, it is tomorrow. My plan is to head to the lobby area, knock back a Red Bull, let my balls churn up some more cum then dive back into the breed-n-seed-fest. As I wait in line at the bar, I hear two men talking behind me. The deeper voiced of the two is telling his buddy about the new car he just bought. “Of course, I had the get the leather seats,” he says. Wait, I’ve heard this guy’s voice before. “I even asked the hunk who sold it to me if the seats were sperm resistant,” he continues. Fuck, I know that voice. “I said it right to his face. Of course, this was after I blasted hit guts with my man-sperm in the breakroom.” The word sperm is what tips me off. It’s gotta be Damien Silver from Knightbreeders, the dirtiest talking, most cum-obsessed spunk-swapper in all of porn. I turn halfway around to try and get a look at his face. The guy’s ruggedly handsome, with several day’s worth of scruff. It looks like it could be Damien but Damien always wears a mask in his videos so I can’t be sure. I’ve always wondered why he always wears the mask. I like to imagine that in addition shooting and starring in cum-swap videos, he has a more “respectable” job, like working for a politician, or as a policeman or teaching high school. Maybe he coaches a sports team at some religious university and runs around all day in tight coaching shorts, putting horny college age studs through their paces. Then he goes home and spends his nights making fuck flicks where he uses his filthy mind and his talent for dirty talk to celebrate his lifestyle choice as an unabashed barebacker. “Get me a water,” says the friend. “I’m going to run to the restroom.” The friend leaves and the man I think is Damien Silver is on his own. Now’s my chance and yet I suddenly feel shy, starstruck. ‘You’ve shot so much spunk to this fucker’s videos,’ I imagine Angel saying to me. ‘Grow a pair and make a move.’ “Congrats on the new car,” I say. “Couldn’t help but overhear.” “Thanks, sexy,” he says before turning around and sizing me up. “It’s my first new car in quite a while.” It’s strange to see this guy’s full face. You can tell he’s handsome from his videos but he’s even more striking without the mask. But it’s all about that voice. It’s Damien. I’d bet money on it. “I think I probably helped pay for that car,” I say, then flash a goofy smile. “That is, if you are who I think you are.” Damien smiles, grabs my hand and says, “Come with me?” “Wait,” I say as follow him through the lobby, “are you spelling that C-U-M or C-O-M-E?” “Yes,” he says. “I knew it was you by your voice,” I remark as he leads me down a dark hallway. “Oh yeah?” he growls. “Yeah. I really love the way you get into the whole mindset of it, you know.” “You mean, when I say stuff like, ‘You’re gonna fuck me bareback, right? Always, bareback. Taking seed and giving seed, right? Always. We live to take sperm, right?’ Stuff like that?” “Yes,” I say. He stops walking at a door then turns back to me. My cock head brushes against his jock, which is threadbare, cum-stained and packed. “You wanna see my new wheels?” he asks. “Sure but we can’t walk outside like this, can me?” “Ron lets me park in the enclosed, private lot,” he explains before open the door to a small parking lot lit by a single red bulb. A few cars are there and it’s obvious which one is his; it’s the gleaming silver Jaguar convertible with the dealer sticker still on it. “Oh my God,” I say. “This is gorgeous. It suits you, man.” He doesn’t say thank you. He steps right in front of me, gets his face inches away from mine and says, “You like the way I talk, right?” He leans into my body so my exposed ass rests against the driver’s side door. “Fuck yeah,” I say, bringing my hands up along his arms and squeezing his triceps. “You have a really sexy voice, deep and masculine, but it’s more the things you say, the way you talk…about barebacking and breeding, taking and giving cum. It’s like your religion. I can’t even tell you how many loads I’ve shot to you.” “Got one more in you?” he asks. “For you, yes,” I say, reaching around to cup his ass. “No one’s bred me in my car yet,” he says. “You want to help me break it in.” “Fuck, yeah,” I say. “And you like dirty talk, huh?” he asks. “Oh yeah,” I say. “I hate it in porn when they’ve got some music going on so you can’t hear the fuck sounds and the hot talk. The worst is when they have the TV on.” “Right?” he says. “What the fuck is that about?” “If I wanted to watch Jeopardy, I’d be watching Jeopardy.” “Can you dish it out, too?” he asks. “The fuck-talk?” “I don’t do it professionally, like you do, but I’ll try…” I turn him around and pull him back so my hard cock is pressed against his crack, “to rise to the occasion.” “Hot,” he says, grinding against me. “So here’s how it’s going to work: You’re going to sit in the passenger seat. I’m going to suck your hot cock until it’s ready to fuck.” “That should take at about two seconds,” I say, contracting my groin muscles so my hard leaking dick bobs in the air. “Then I’m going to sit on your dick. You don’t have to do much, movement wise. Just let me ride you while we have a simple, quiet conversation.” “Fuck yes,” I say. He opens the door and I sit my bare ass down on the cool leather seat. He kneels on the ground and starts to nurse my cock with his mouth. His slow smooth suck-strokes feel so good on my dick, which has already had a major workout tonight. As I relax into the blow job, I feel a gob of cum—God knows whose--ooze from my fuckhole. “Oh shit,” I say, a bit panicked. “Everything all right?” Damien says, looking up at me. “I got a bunch loads in me and I think some is oozing out onto your brand new seat,” I say anxiously. “You say that like it wasn’t part of my plan, ” he says. “Relax, I want you to let it ooze. I want this car to reek of cum. I want it to be my fucking Cummobile.” “You should get that for your license plate,” I suggest. Damien laughs, then he stands up and straddles me, grabs my face and looks me dead in the eyes. “Do it. Let it out, fucker. Let’s add a topnote of fuckspunk to the unmistakable new car smell.” It takes me a moment to relax my hole. “Open up and let it ooze out. Do it. Soak that seat, stud.” And I do. Damien kisses me hard while I let the loads of Marcus and Hassan and Lito snake out of me until I’m sitting in big cum puddle. Damien takes a big inhale. “Fuck, smell those men.” “I gotta breed you, fucker,” I say. “Put that hole down on my cock.” Without taking his eyes off mine, Damien lifts his ass up a few inches. Then his hole sinks onto my glistening cockhead like it’s a heat-seeking missile, which in a way it is. As he slides down onto my lap and I feel my shaft slide along his fuckstud asswalls, walls that have been whitewashed countless times. As a younger man, scared with little confidence, I used to look down on men that were promiscuous. Now, I revere them. From here on, Damien slowly grinds his hole on my cock while we talk to each other, our voices soft but insistent, like a hypnotist leading a subject into a trance. “Fuck, that’s smooth,” I say. “And thirsty, maybe the thirstiest ass I’ve ever fucked. What’s it thirsty for, pig?” “Sperm,” he says. “Always.” “You’re addicted to it, aren’t you? You need it like vampires need blood.” “It’s the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about at night.” “Because you always fall asleep fingering a loaded hole.” “A multi-loaded hole. What’s that wet squelching sound, Randy? I think it’s coming from you.” “It’s my hot hungry ass sliding around,” I say. “Sliding around in what?” he wonders. “A puddle of cum…from I don’t know how many guys?” “You don’t know how many?” “If I thought about it, I could give you a number…but I don’t really feel like doing math right now.” “You gotta track your loads, man. So you can always keep growing as a bareback fucker.” Without coming off my dick, Damien twists around, opens the glove compartment and pulls out a small ziplock bag. He pulls from it a silver chain with matching cylinder at the end of it. He drapes it over my head. “For poppers?” I ask. “Looks like it, but no. This is the part that’s genius,” Damien says, holding up the cylinder between our faces. “Check it out.” On the side of the cylinder are four revolving number wheels, like you’d see on a combination padlock. “This is to keep track of your loads. I wear two. The black one is loads I planted in an ass…and the silver one is loads planted in my ass. “There are four digits on here,” I observe. “That would be like a thousand loads.” “Three a day,” he shrugs. “Totally doable for a hot stud like you.” “These are really cool,” I say. “Where can I buy one?” “I’m going to start selling them on my website soon but you get one free for coming in my ass.” He bottoms out on my dick, then rocks slowly back and forth. “Look at me, just assuming I’m getting your load.” “Oh you’re getting it,” I say, trying not to pass the point of no return. “You’re gonna get seeded real soon…right here in this car. This beautiful, respectable car that would be right at home in a Pride parade, carrying the mayor or some happy old lesbian couple that’s been together 50 years.” “Or you and I could be in the Bareback Pride Parade,” he says. “We swap seed back and forth all the way down the parade route.” “And there’s a big float behind us with slings and fuck benches and guys all over it, fucking to cum,” I add. “And dick-addicted twinks with cum leaking from their battered holes are handing out fliers for Shudder to all the hot guys on the street.” “And the guys along the sidewalk all have their cocks out and as they see you building up steam to blast in my hole, they all start chanting, ‘Breed it!’ Breed it!” That image sends me right over the edge. “Ah fuck, stud, I’m cumming in your guts!” “Fuck yes, pig! Do it, man! Give me that hot load of sperm! Seed me!” My balls contract and I spurt cum for what seems like a full minute. “Damnnnn!” I groan. “Take it man! Take every fucking drop of my spermload!” Damien hunches over so his face is next to mine. When I finally stop shuddering. He sticks his tongue in my mouth and holds it there for me to suck on. As he starts to dismount, I come back to my senses. “Jesus Christ, dude, that was amazing,” I say. “But I still kind of feel bad about your car seat.” “Don’t man,” he says, pulling me to my feet. “I want my seats cum streaked and the dealership don’t offer it.” “Are you sure you’re not gonna regret it?” I say. “Come here,” he says, taking me by the hand and leading me around to the driver’s side. He sits in the driver’s seat and closes the door, then pulls my face down to his. “You want me to let your load out?” he asks. “Make the seats match?” “If you want to…” I say, tentatively. “That half-ass bullshit ain’t gonna fly,” he chides. “Tell me to let your load out.” I grab his face in my hands and lean down to his ear. “Let my babies out,” I taunt through gritted teeth. “Relax that legendary cooze and let my fuckseed slide out. I want people to able to smell the loads a mile away.” I pull away and look at Damien…who just smiles as his hole opens up and releases it’s hard-earned haul. When he gets out of the car, I’m surprised and how much fucking jizz is on the seat. “That can’t be all me?” I say. “It is, dude,” he says. “You got me right after I walked in.” “Wow,” I say, starring down at the puddle. I can’t believe I was able to deliver that big of a load 5 hours into the party. Angel’s right…once you commit to being an insatiable seedswapper, your body has a way of rising to the occasion. Damien gives me one last deep kiss, then pulls the chain away from my neck and turns counter from 0000 to 0001. The he stands back and looks my up and down admiringly. It makes me feel like a fucking god. “Hold on,” he says, then turns and reaches both hands into the car. When he pulls them out, they’re both dripping with cum. “My leather’s streaked with cum,” he says. “Yours should be, too.” And then he kneels in front of me and drags his cum-soaked palms down the legs of my chaps…streaking them with chunky white cum. “That’s better,” he says.

Last Wednesday night I’d been out for drinks with some if the guys from work, when we were heading off home one of the guys called Al asked if he could share a cab with me cos we were going the same way. He’s a good looking 40 yr old married Turkish Cypriot bloke, 5’8” tall big stocky muscular build & shaved head. He’d been a bit touchy feely in a jokey way in the pub but thought nothing of it. When we got in the cab he made a move on me, his hand down the back of my jean feeling my arse as we kissed. I groped his dick which was growing very big. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me, when he agreed to fuck bareback I told the driver to go straight to my address asap. As soon as we got in we stripped on the way to to the bedroom but ended up taking his fat cock up my arse on the stairs! He fucked me hard & bred his big load deep in me. We eventually got to my bed where I worshiped his gorgeous hairy muscular body, he then got me on my back and fucked my brains out! He blew his second load balls deep in me then pulled out and flopped face down next to me. His big round meaty hairy arse got me very horny , I started to grope it then spread his cheeks & had a good sniff, gorgeous musty manly sweaty arse smell. I wanted to fuck it & told him I’d didn’t care that he wasn’t clean, I slipped a we lubed finger in & had af feel about, nothing in there to cause a mess. After some time opening him up my dick slipped in & I fuck my big thick load in him. He’s coming over this after for round 2! 🤤🍆💦💦

I started Prep so I can do Anon glory hole fucks. After two weeks, I was ready and hungry to be used like the Asian cumdump I was born to be. It was a late start I was 45 but my ass never felt an anon raw dick. I was not getting any with trying to wrap the dicks coming through the glory holes in SF famous and dirty bookstore Folsom Gulch. I went all out. I mean all out. Posted on BBRT, Squirt, Craigslist and Grindr. I posted that it’s my first time taking it raw and wanted and will allow any raw dick to cum in my ass, meet me between 11-2 at the Gulch. I took 9 raw loads. Guy after guy used my hole and mpregnanted me on my first raw adventure. It was heaven. My hole was so sore and legs wobbly I could barely walk. Fresh cum dripped from my hole and I smelled like cum on the Muni going back home. I’m sure a lot of them were poz or undetected. Since I was on prep I was going to jump into the raw raw pool head on.. well in this case ass up lol.

Had been taking cock from a family member for a little while but my first anonymous load was age 13 in a nasty, sleazy public toilet near my home. I'd send and heard guys of all ages fucking in there before and new it was pretty much used exclusively for sex. I was hanging around naked in main part of the toilets (not the stall). Before long some guy, probs mid 30's came in. Fucked me raw up against the urinal. After that I went back there daily for about a year. The number of loads I took in that place.

I spent the night with my men and got my ass stroked out by all three of them. I was feeling a little conflicted because I hadn't seen my bf in a couple days but he came over yesterday and we spent some time together. We've both been in a ho stroll and enjoying it but with the coronavirus we've had to stop. We ended up fucking and it was magical because I love him so much, but it's not the same as it is when I sleep with my three tops. I hate to say it but it's about their size and the way they go deep in my pussy. My bf is super tender with me and wants me to smile all the time - my men bring a smile to my face by wrecking my ass with their big dicks. When he left I hurried over to see my men and they treated me to their dicks. I fell asleep a satisfied pussyboy and slept as the little spoon with my favorite of the three. He woke me up early when he got up to pee so I followed him to the bathroom. When we got back in bed I hit on him and he fucked me into the mattress - now I'm up and cooking breakfast for him while he rests up. I've come to realize that my heart belongs to my bf but my ass belongs to my three tops.

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.

Cute boy getting bred

MAC MEN PART 2 By Randy Rawman Later that night, I received an email from the address Seed2Swap@gmail. The subject line read: “Once you open this, Randy, you can’t unopen it.” I take a deep breath and opened it. Dear Randy, I can tell you’ve got what it takes to be a hardcore breeding stud…but it’s not going to happen overnight. The Shudder party is in two weeks and I want to make sure you’re primed and ready. Meet me at this address tomorrow night at 10 PM 6969 Wood Dr. LA It’ll just be me so don’t freak out. But wear something that shows off that amazing ass. Angel The next night, I spent a full two hours getting ready to meet Angel. I showered, trimmed, cleaned-out my hole, tried on a bunch of different outfits, settling on the nylon Adidas sweatpants in which I know my ass looks good. Beneath the Adidas I wore a pair of ass-less Addicted briefs I bought online some time before, but hadn't worn because I was saving them for a special occasion, thinking this was that 'special occasion'. The address Angel gave me was a seemingly deserted warehouse in industrial section of downtown. I was about to drive away when Angel emerged from the door, wearing ratty jeans and a tight T had some wording on it, but I couldn't quite make it out. “Park anywhere,” he called-out, so I did, and then got out of my car to meet Angel, who was standing in the open doorway. At this distance I could read his shirt, which said I Don’t Pull Out - sweet. I was about to give him a hug, but he cut me off, grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a deep kiss, slipping his hand down the back of my pants and putting a finger up against my hole. “Nice shirt,” I remarked. “Nice hole,” he replied. Then he took my hand and slid it down the back of his jeans until I found his hole. He gave a guttural growl. “It’s wet,” I observed. “Blame my cable guy,” he replied, adding “He was hot and horny and I wanted free HBO.” I pulled my finger from Angel’s ass. The jizz on my fingers caught the light. Pig that he is, Angel shoved my finger into my mouth, ordering me “Taste," which, of course, I did. Then he kissed me for a second time. “Did you cum, too?” I asked. “I easily could have, but I saved my load for you,” answered Angel. That’s exactly what I wanted him to say but when I did, my heart nearly stopped. He leads me to a spot in the center of the empty warehouse where a lone dirty mattress is on the floor. “Why are we here?” I asked. “This is where Shudder happens,” he answered. “I wanted you to get a feel for what it’s like for when you daydream about it, which I know you’re already doing. Of course, on the night of the party, it’s darker, there are some fuck benches and slings set up, more mattresses, glory hole walls….” “Pounding music?” I asked. “No, no music,” answered Angel, coming up behind me and grinding his crotch against my nylon-covered ass. “The guys who come to Shudder know that a big part of the turn on is the sound of the party: cum-filled balls slapping against tight musclebutts, studs moaning in pleasure and pain as they get their guts reamed, saying, “Breed me, fucker! Breed my ass!” Hot tops moaning in ecstasy as they ask the bottoms if they’re ready for their hot loads. Studs cheering each other on, shouting, ‘Cum in him, fucker. Breed that boy! Seed his guts! He needs it! Ugggghhhhhhhh.’ I’m telling you, Randy, at the peak of the party, it sounds like there’s a fuckstud getting bred every five seconds.” I got weak-kneed at the thought and nearly passed-out, but Angel was there to catch me. He helped me kneel on the mattress, then knelt beside me, and began kissing me. “I can’t even imagine how many loads have gone into asses in this place since we started a year ago,” he commented as he helped me remove my shirt, adding “The smell of the place alone is enough to make you cum.” With that he pushed my face into the cum-stained mattress. “Name a favorite porn star, Randy. “What? Why?” “Humor me: just name one and I’ll tell you if he’s fucked on this mattress.” “Chad Brock.” “Yup" said Angel, pushing my crotch into the mattress. “Matt Sizemore?” “Many times,” says Angel. “In fact we fucked each other on this mattress. I remember him pulling out of me and asking me to spit his load back out of my ass. If you lick the mattress, you’ll get a little of it.” He pushes my head down and watches as I lick. While Angel peels down my sweatpants, I list more of my favorite on screen barebackers; Brad Maguire, Sage Daniels, Dominic Ryder, Jack Allen, Will West, Damien Silver, Chris Kohl, Morgan Black, Sean Storm, Dawson, Drew Sebastion, Kamrun, Damon Dogg, Lito Cruz, Jake Wetmore…with each name, he grunted a yes or no. There were far yes replies than no. He summarized saying “If you’re a hot guy who lives to breed and you live within a few hours, you’ve swapped loads here.” Angel flips me on my back and pulls my sweats all the way off. My rock hard seven inch cock, already leaking pre-cum, snapped up on my belly. “That’s a pretty dick, Randy,” commented Angel, adding “I knew you’d have a pretty dick.” “Thanks,” I replied, smiling. “When was the last time you took a dick in your ass?” asks Angel. I didn't answer. “You can tell me the truth, Randy. I like you. I think you’re sexy. I’ve got a load with your name on it churning in my balls right now. I’m not going to think less of you no matter what you say.” “It’s been over 12 years,” I say, sheepishly. “I told you my ex didn’t like fucking. There was a guy I saw briefly before then and we only fucked and handful of times, but always with condoms.” “With what?” Angel asks, circling my hole with his finger. “Condoms,” I say. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says with an evil laugh. I laugh, too. “So I’ve never bred anyone before,” I admit. “Or been bred, for that matter.” “But it’s all you think about?” he says. “Yes,” I say. “From the moment you wake up till the moment you go to sleep?” “Yes.” “Well, the good news is, before you leave this building, you will have done both at least once. How do you feel about that?” “Freaked out,” I say. “But good. I feel good.” “”Good, because there’s no going back,” he says. In one fluid moment, he stands up, unzips his jeans and shoves his cock in my mouth. It tastes so fucking good. He pulls the back of my head down on it. I feel like I might gag at first but then I get used to it and before long, he’s fucking my face. “You do that good, Randy,” he says. “My cock really likes being in your body. Keep sucking.” While I get used to his cock, he rubs his hands through my hair. “All those years you were shooting your cum into the air, into a wad of toilet paper, onto your stomach. What a waste.” “I don’t want to do that anymore,” I say, pulling off his cock. “I know you don’t,” he says. “I could see that in your eyes when you walked into my computer store.” Angel pushes me on my back on the mattress and climbs on top of me in a 69 position. He goes up and down on my throbbing cock, making me groan in ecstasy, but then pulls off. “Don’t you dare cum in my mouth, fucker.” Then he dives down and sticks his tongue in my hole. “Use lots of spit on my cock, Randy,” he says. “Get it wet for your hole.” Randy climbs off me, strips off the rest of my clothes and looks down at me. I’m laying naked on a mattress that literally hundreds, maybe even thousands, of men have bred on. He pulls a packet of lube out of his jeans, then shucks them off completely. “I’m going to take off my shirt now, Randy, but I first, I want to make sure you have read what it says,” he says. “I got it,” I say. The part of me that’s watching this scene from outside my body can’t believe this is happening, that I’m mustering the courage to live out my the fantasies I’ve kept buried deep inside for so many years. “It’s time Randy,” says Angel, standing above me fully naked, lubing up his giant hardon. “Here’s what’s going to happen: I’m going to stick my fuckstick in your tight asshole. It might take a while. It might hurt. I won’t be brutal but I’m not going to stop until I’m balls deep in your hot ass.” “Okay,” I say. “Close your eyes. It’s going to hurt at first, but keep breathing.” I feel his mushroom head press against my hole. I start to squirm, tossing my head from side to side. “That’s fine, Randy,” he says, “Squirm all you want. But when you turn your head from side to side, just imagine you’re at Shudder and there are hard cocks plunging into hungry asses everywhere you look. Hot studs are shuddering all around you, and they’re shuddering because they’re doing when men were born to do, dropping their steaming hot loads into holes that are literally sucking it out of them.” “Oh God,” I moaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. “I’m almost in Randy,” said Angel. “Just five more inches.” “That’s not almost,” I replied, laughing through the pain. “Make that four,” commented Angel, laughing with me. I breathed as deeply as I could, trying to get used to having a dick up there for the first time in twelve years. “I have a problem, Randy,” said Angel, “You’re too fucking sexy and I don’t want to cum without getting all the way in a really pounding you…so I’m just going to shove the rest of it in….now!” “Unnnnngghhhh!” I answered, almost blacking out. “Breathe, fucker,” whispered Angel, putting his mouth right up to my ear. “I’m all the way in you now. Balls fucking deep. How does that—“ “Fuck me, Angel!” I gasped. “I’m ready. Fuck me and don’t stop until you shoot your cum inside my ass!” “You got it, fucker,” he says, and starts deep-dicking me in earnest. At first, he fucked me in missionary, then he turned me on my side without ever taking his cock out of my ass. “Oh fuck, you’re so fucking tight, Randy. Your ass is like velvet, man. You’re going to get my load soon and it’s going to be so fucking huge you’re going to taste it in the back of your throat.” “I’m ready, Angel,” I responded. He flipped me back onto my back, picked-up his pace and leaned over, looking me in the eye. “I’m ready,” I grunted, “I’m ready to be like you, Angel. Seed my hole!” “Oh, you’re going to get my seed, fucker,” he says, panting. “You were gonna get it even if you didn’t want it. But I know you want it. I knew it the second I saw you.” “Cum in my ass, Angel,” I say. “Make me yours. Flood my guts!” “Oh God, I’m cumming, Randy. I’m cumming in your hole!” “Breed me, fucker! Breed my ass!” “Unghh! Unghh!” “Oh fuck, I feel it. I’m getting your cum. This is fucking happening! A hot stud is breeding my ass. Oh my God. Oh my God.” “Unghh! Unghh! Unghh! Unghh! Unghh! Unghh!” Each “Unghh!” represents a rope of manseed that’s shooting into my guts, sealing me forever to this man, this man who could see what I needed and was thoughtful enough to give it to me. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” gasps Angel, trying to get his breath back. He collapses on top of me, keeping his dick inside my ass. I use my ass muscles to milk out every drop I can. “Great muscle control,” he says. “You’re going to be very popular at Shudder once the word gets out about you.” Without pulling out of me, Angel reaches to his jeans, pulls out his camera-phone and turns it on. “Keep that exact same look on your face, Randy,” he tells me. “That freshly-fucked, ‘my life just changed forever’ look.” I do as he says. He points the camera at my blissful face then pans down my body. He points the camera at his dick as it slithers out of my cum-soaked hole. He keeps the camera on my hole after he pulls out. “Keep me inside you. I want you to take my cum home with you, Randy, to eat later,” he says. “Like a doggie bag?” I say, laughing. “Exactly,” he laughs. “But I shot a ton so let some of it out on the mattress to commemorate your first breeding, right here on this spot where so many balls have been drained and holes have been bred.” “Is it coming out?” I ask, trying to relax my ass muscles. “No,” says Angel still using the camera. “Wait, there it is. Fuck, man. It’s so white and thick. You’re going to cream when you see this video.” Angel rubs the glob of cum into the mattress, tosses the phone aside, then leans in and licks the wet spot. He crawls back up my body and sticks his tongue in my mouth. I groan as I taste the hot, sweet cum on his lips and tongue. “Is this what it’s like at Shudder?” I ask. “Kind of,” he says. “Only at Shudder you would have had a dick in your mouth while I was breeding you and we would have gotten a standing ovation.” He cradles my balls in his hands and says, “You ready to empty these in my guts?” The experience of getting bred by my fantasy man was so intense I almost forgot there was a part two. “Yes,” I say, getting up on my knees. I grab the packet Angel used then spread all the lube that’s left on my throbbing cock. “There’s not a lot of lube left,” I say. “It’s okay,” says Angel. “I’ve still got the cable guy’s load in there. First time breeding and you’re going to get to fuck in another stud’s load. Stick your cock in in one stroke, Randy. You won’t believe how good it’s going to feel.” I line my hard, raw prick up at his asshole. Looking down, I realize, I’ve never seen my cock touch an asshole without a layer of latex. The thought is intoxicating. “This is what it’s about, isn’t it?” I say. “What what’s about?” Angel asks. “Life,” I say, and I plunge in to the hilt. “Aaaaaagghhhhhh!” “Fuck, Randy, that feels so good,” he says. “Fuck me. Fuck me, Randy, and add to the load that’s already in there.” “I’m not going to last long, baby,” I say. “I’m going to knock up that fucking cunt of yours, Angel.” “And after that, there’s no turning back, stud,” says Angel. “You know that, right, Randy?” “I know it,” I gasp. “You’re going to think about breeding boy butt even more than you already do,” he teases. “I know.” “It’s going to be on your mind all the time; when you’re at work, when you’re at the gym, when you’re asleep…” “I know.” “Fuck, your cock feels incredible,” he says. “You’re a natural, Randy. You were born to be a barebacker, born to take seed and born to give it…” “I was,” I say, hitting the point of no return. “It’s my destiny.” “Then give it to me, Randy! Cum in my ass! Breed my fuckhole!” “You want this cum?” I say. “You want this stud’s load?” “You know I do,” Angel admits. “I’ve wanted it since Day Fucking One. Cum in my ass!” “Here it cums, fucker!” I bellow. “Take. My. Fucking. Spunk! Ungh. Ungh. Ungh. Ungh.” “Fill me up, baby!” he cries. “Give me that hot seed!” The jets keep coming and coming so I yank my spurting cock out of Angel’s ass and point it down toward the cum-stained mattress, adding a few ropes of Randyseed to the legacy of this incredible fuck emporium. Then I shove it right back into Angel’s wet hole. “I can feel it,” he says. “It’s so fucking hot and wet.” I collapse on top of Angel. “Holy shit, that was hot,” I say. “That was amazing, Randy,” says Angel. “I would have never known you weren’t that experienced. You have it in you to be a real bareback fuckstud, Randy, if you want to. You just need someone to help you along.” “Are you applying for the job?” I ask. Angel dips a finger into his ass, pulls out a wad of my cum and brings it to his mouth. He nods yes. “Now, let’s kiss on it.” He kisses me with a mouth full of my own cum. TO BE CONTINUED

This is my first story ever. I hope it turns you all on. It turned me on to write it and I look forward to adding on to it. MAC MEN By Randy Rawman I had been single exactly one month when my Powerbook died. I skipped the Apple store and went to a Mac Dealer in my neighborhood called MacMen. I’ve long thought that the guys at the Genius Bar are the unsung sex symbols of the new millennium, lanky bespectacled nerds with hard lean bodies and sexy tattoos under their royal blue T shirts with just a few clicks of their magic fingers and fix whatever’s ailing you and make everything okay. Yes, Apple geeks are dorky sexy. Angel’s just plain sexy. When I first laid eyes on him, I had come straight from the gym and was wearing my favorite ass-hugging red Umbro shorts and a gray Underarmour tank that caressed my pecs and shoulders and made me feel like a super hero. As Angel entered all my information into the stores computer, I took the opportunity to give him the once over. I couldn’t quite put my finger on his enthicity. There’s some Latin in there, a little Asian, maybe, definitely some black. Whatever it was, he was fucking hot. When I showed pick up my fixed computer a few days later, I was wearing the same shorts with a vintage Adidas nylon tank. Again, I had come fresh from the gym. I stayed extra long because I wanted to get a pump going in case Angel was working. Sure enough, it was him. “Hey Gym boy,” he says, even though I’m probably a few years older than him. “Here’s what we did.” He then proceeds to explain exactly what was wrong with my Mac and what they did to fix it. I could barely focus because his voice was so sexy (Where the fuck is he from?) and also because the way he was leaning on the counter, I can see his denim clad ass in the mirror behind him. While we’re waiting for my credit card to be approved, I consider asking Angel to coffee or something but can’t get up the nerve to say anything. He’s too fucking hot for me anyway. I thank him then head outside to my car. I load my computer into my trunk and when I slam the trunk lid, I see Angel walking toward me with a cocky smile. “Did I forget something?” I ask. “No,” he says. He walks the last few steps to face me before speaking again, this time in a much more hushed tone. “I wanted to catch you because I wanted to invite you to something, a party next month.” What? I was hoping that somehow our paths would cross again, but this I didn’t see coming. “A party?” I repeated. “Like a customer appreciation kind of thing?” Angel laughs. “No, it’s a private party,” he says. I shoot him a confused look. “Look, I fixed your computer,” he says, taking a step toward he and putting his arm on my bare shoulder, his volume lowering to just above a whisper. “I know what kind of dirty stories you read, what blogs you visit, what movies you download.” “I think that’s called invasion of privacy,” I say. “I think we share a common hobby,” he says. I don’t know whether to feel completely violated or totally turned on. “And what’s that?” I ask. He gives my shoulder a squeeze. “Breeding and getting bred,” he says, looking me dead in the eyes. This practically knocks the wind out of me. Just then, a mother walks by with two toddlers, totally unaware that helpful computer dork just called me out on my dirtiest little secret and that we were in the processing of bonding over one common interest; loads in asses. “Look, I gotta get back in there,” he says, handing me a postcard. “If I’m right about what you need, call the number on the bottom of that card.” He’s fucking me with his eyes now. “If I’m wrong, keep living in fantasy land and I’ll see you next time your laptop crashes from all the raw fucking you keep downloading.” It’s not until I get back in my car, that I realize my dick is rock hard and leaking in my shorts. I take a breath and read the postcard. If it was going to be an invitation to some kind of sex party, I expected it to be mysterious and vague. That wasn’t Angel’s style. BREEDHOUSE LA PRESENTS… SHUDDER Join LA’s hottest sex-studs for marathon night of load-swapping sperm-soaked fucking. JULY 24, 2013 THE RULES ARE SIMPLE: NO CONDOMS & NO PULLING OUT. NO LOADS WASTED. IF IT DOESN’T GO UP YOUR ASS, YOU BETTER FUCKING DRINK IT. The artwork is a cartoon of a blond muscle stud being fucked by a darker muscle stud who looks a lot like Angel while a group of other studs watch and wait their turn. Both fuckers are shuddering, heads thrown back in nut-draining ecstasy as the blond begs, “Breed me, fucker. Flood my ass,” and the Latino says simply: “Take. My. Cum. Uuunnnnnnnngh.” In the corner, written in ropy white letters is the artist’s signature; Angel S. Even his signature is made of cum. He’s a man of many talents. Am I brave enough to explore his other ones? It takes me two days to call him. I expect to get voicemail. I don’t. “Hello,” he says. Oh shit, do I hang up or do I talk? “Angel, this is Randy,” I say, my voice quivering. “You fixed my computer.” “I know who you are,” he says. “I was just thinking about your ass in those red shorts and how much I’d like to fill it.” I always thought my ass looked good in those shorts. Nice to have some confirmation. “How many times did you almost call me and then pussy out?” “None,” I lie. “Okay, four.” He scoffs. “Seven,” I say finally. “So I was right about you?” he says cockily. “Yes and no,” I say, fumbling the words as I try to explain myself. “I’m turned on by all that stuff, so turned on I can’t see straight, but in real life, I haven’t really explored that side of myself. Up until a month ago, I was in a monogamous relationship for ten years with a guy who didn’t like fucking. He was just into oral.” “Did Mr. Blowjob know what was on your computer?” he asks. “He didn’t want to know,” I say. “I haven’t been with anyone else in ten years.” “God, I bet you’re so fucking tight,” he says. I don’t know what to say to that. I’m saved from my awkwardness when I hear a doorbell ring on his end of the phone. “Look Randy,” he says, “I want to talk to you more, I really do, but I got a couple from Silverlake coming over here, a blond and a Latino…and the Latino’s going to breed me while I fill the blond with my four-day load. So I can’t talk. Have you thought about the party?” “It’s all I’ve thought about…but I’m not sure—“ “Check your email in tonight,” he says. “I got a proposition for you.” “You need my email address?” “I got it.” “What’s this proposition?” I say. “Just tell me.” The truth is, I just want to keep him on the phone. His voice makes me throb. “I can’t talk now, my buddies just parked…oh shit, they brought the leather, this is going to be so fucking hot, Randy. Fuck.” “Can I watch?” I say, jokingly. Angel laughs. “Hey, wait. Maybe you can,” he says. “You got Skype?” Fifteen minutes later, I’m matching a red-hot threeway unfold somewhere in the Hollywood Hills. Angel hasn’t told other two studs know he’s Skyping, but he’s positioned his computer with a nice view of the room. It’s his bedroom-slash fuck-den, complete with black leather covered bed and mirrors all around, and he’s making sure to be real vocal for me. “That’s it, Oscar,” he says when the Latino in chaps and a harness places his fat cockhead at his hot tight pucker. “Just drive it in. Uuuunnnnngh fuck! Don’t move for a second, let me get used to it.” “Okay, that’s a second,” says Oscar, with an evil smile. “I gotta fuck now.” He starts driving his cock in and out of Angel’s hot hole, withdrawing till just the head is inside and then slamming forward smashing Angel forward causing him to grind his hard cock into the bed. “Let me get on my knees, Oscar,” insists Angel. “This grinding is going to make me shoot and I don’t want to cum on the bed.” “That’s right,” says the blond, Ron, who’s in a leather vest and Nasty Pig jockstrap. “What’s the rule?” All three of them say it at once. “No wasted loads.” Angel looks right into the lens when he says that. And then he laughs. I know what he’s doing. He wants that to be my rule, too. He’s going to insist I live by it, too, or he doesn’t even want to fucking know me. No wasted loads. I can imagine him making me recite a manifesto, something like, “If there’s a cock in the room I’m in that isn’t mine, and it’s shooting a load, it’s going in me. It’s going down my throat or better yet—way better yet—up my hot ass. That’s what I was made for.” “And what else?” I imagine him asking. “And if my cock’s shooting its load, it’s going in an ass or a mouth, even if it has to be my own.” As I daydream about this, I make a promise to myself right then that from now on, even when I jack off, I eat the load. No wasted loads. “Oh fuck, I’m getting close and I don’t want to blast yet,” says Oscar. He pulls his drooling 9-inch breeding stick out of Angel’s ass, flips him around and shoves it down his throat. In the same flurry of moment, Ron, who’s 8 inches with fat mushroom head, goes balls deep into Angel in one smooth stroke. The whole switch happened so fast. There was maybe one split second when Angel when he wasn’t impaled on cock. “Fuck, your cock is amazing, Ron,” says Angel. “I can feel that fat head hitting my prostate.” “I want to drench it,” promises Ron. “But not yet.” When Ron pulls out, Angel’s hot fuckhole catches the light. Angel’s ass is already dripping with pre-cum. “I need your cock up my hole, Angel.” “This cock?” teases Angel, poking the head in and out of Ron’s tight pucker. “Is this the cock you want?” “That’s the one,” says Ron. “This cock with the four-day load in it?” says Angel. Ron throws his head back when he hears that news and groans. “Yes,” he says, like a man possessed. Angel’s rock hard 8-inch fuckstick plunges deep into Ron’s ass and he whimpers with pleasure and moans, “Yes, yes, yes, fuck me. Fuck me so deep. God, I need your cock.” "What else do you need?” asks Angel. “I need your fuckload,” says Ron. “I need you to flood my asshole. I need to you breed me.” “Get ready, fucker,” says Angel. “I’m about to reach the point of no return.” What Angel can’t see because of where he’s positioned, but what I can is Oscar priming his dick to go back in Angel’s hole. And it’s not going to come out until it’s drenched those asswalls with DN fucking A. This man, Angle. This man who looked deep into my harddrive and later my eyes, and could see that I had a need, a deep need, that I didn’t have the balls to explore. He’s going to change that. He’s going to break me in and introduce me to the Breeding Brotherhood and in case I think for one second that he’s all talk when it comes to bareback breeding, he’s going to breed one muscle stud on cam for me too see while another muscle stud coats his ass-walls with his creamy white load. And it’s going to happen right fucking now. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming, Ron,” Angel pants, just as Oscar jabs his shiny hot prick back into Angel’s puckerhole. “Oh fuck, Oscar! I was hoping you’d do that. Damn, that fuckstick is going to fuck the cum out of me and right into this fucker’s ass.” “Then do it, dude,” grunts Oscar. “Because I’m breeding you right…..NOW. Ungh…ungh…ungh…ungh…” Oscar keeps grunting with every jet of stud spunk that jets from his cock. “I can feel every squirt,” gasps Angel. “Damn, you’re still shooting.” “You’re pulling it out of me,” says Oscar. “I need cum!” Ron shouts. “Give me that four day load, Angel!” “You want it?” Angel asks. “I need it,” says Ron. “Here…it…CUMMMMS!” bellows Angel while grabbing Ron’s face and pulling him to be eye to eye. “Aaaah…aaagh…take my…cum….I’m…breeding… your….hot….fucking ….hole.” Angel arches back and is about to collapse on Ron with Oscar coming down on both of them, when suddenly Ron, stroking his hot fuckstick, says, “I’m cumming, too, guys. I wanted to breed but I’m fucking cumming. Who’s gonna drink it?” Angel and Oscar knock heads trying to dive onto Ron’s spurting cock but Angel gets their first. Angel takes jet after jet of thick cum, saying, “Mmmm,” with every spurt. After a bit, he pulls off and lets Oscar take over on Ron’s cum-soaked cock. While Oscar milks the last few drops from Ron’s delicious cockhead, Ron throws his head back, closes his eyes and tries to catch his breath. Since both his fuckbuds have their eyes closes, Angel can get away with looking right into the camera. He stares right into my soul and smiles. He heart, which has already been pounding out of my chest, nearly stops when he opens his mouth. He didn’t swallow yet. He opens wide and shows me the huge load Ron shot into him. He looks back into my eyes, swirls it around in his mouth, then points to me and then to the leather bed as if to say, “You’re next, fucker.” Then he swallows. I cum in my shorts without touching myself. TO BE CONTINUED. .

Continued from: On the Thursday I got a text from Paul to ask if he could see me for an hour. We met on Rhyl promenade and he took me back to his house. He explained that I should be shaved for tomorrow night as some guys liked that. He also said they would probably be filming me and asked if I minded. I actually loved the thought of this being filmed so I told him I'd love it. He asked if I minded it being passed around to other guys after, and I said no -- the thought of guys wanking off as they watched me get used was a massive turn on! Within about 15 minutes he had shaved my pubes and used a cream to get rid of any hairs around my cock, balls and ass. He said I now looked young and hot! I asked how many men and he said he didn't know. Lots said they would come but never show on the night. He also gave me something to wear -- a tiny pair of shorts. I tried them on and they were so slutty, whore! Silky, skin tight, ridiculously short. He said I had to wear them tomorrow and that I should come out the hotel in them -- he allowed me a pair of sandals too! I took them off and stood naked in front of him. He said oh fuck and turned me round and threw me on the sofa. He was about to fuck me but stopped and said I should rest my ass for tomorrow. I turned around and gave him a loving blowjob, this time I really tasted the spunk as he came in my mouth. He then told me to give myself an enema at the hotel On the Friday morning before he picked me up. This was no problem as I had en-suite in my room. I said I could do that. I got dressed put the shorts in my pocket and he dropped me off at the hotel. It was Friday 11pm. My parents had gone to bed and I was sat in my room waiting. Paul texted me and said he'd be there in 15 minutes. I put the shorts on and crept out. As I left the hotel 2 guests came in. God what did they think. A boy dressed in a tiny pair of shorts, leaving the hotel at this time of night. !! A boy they'd seen all holiday with his parents! Oh well -- no turning back now. Paul flashed his car lights and I got in. He smiled approvingly and squeezed my cock. OK- lets get going. I soon realised we weren't going to Paul's house and looked at him. He explained his house was too small -- we had to go to a friend's house instead -- he said his name was Aubrey. I knew him -- he was the manager of the theatre there. A guy in his 50's, swept back hair -- looked a bit of a dirty old man. I asked again how many guys?? Paul smiled and said you'll see!! We arrived at Aubrey's house a large detached old house about 20 minutes outside Rhyl. Immediately I noticed how many cars were parked on his large driveway. At least 10 cars I counted as Paul and I walked to the door. Aubrey let us in and said I looked better in the flesh than on video! So they'd been showing me off then! We went inside and Aubrey took us to a doorway at the back of the house. It opened and I stood in shock!!!! The room was huge -- as big as 4 normal sized living rooms, but it was still a tight fit. Looking back at me were what must have been 50 men! Fucking hell !!!! I thought 10 -- 12 maybe -- I could handle that -- but Christ!!! Oh god -- I couldn't take on 50 in one night. I said to Paul there must be 50 men here!!!! He said 53 actually -- might be some more later too. I asked him who these guys were and he told me friends of friends, and Aubrey had an awful lot of contacts. He was an Entertainment Agent and knew loads of showbiz guys. He also handled male strippers, and there were 4 of them here. I looked around the room and felt like a rabbit surrounded by hungry wolves. Every guy was looking at me -- almost drooling! I looked on a wall and a huge TV screen was showing some very nasty porn -- young men being abused by older guys, again all homemade stuff. A small stage was in the top half of the room, and there was a bench like device on it and a sort of hammock held by metal chains. Paul pulled me close and said I might not see much of you tonight, but I want you to perform for me. I want you to please me. Aubrey came over with a can of cider and 6 blue tablets. He told me to swallow them with the cider. I asked what they were and he said swallow and I'll tell you. I did what I was told and he told me they were Viagra. It would make sure I stayed horny through the night. My cock was already hard against my tummy and I didn't think I needed them. He also said there was something in the cider to relax me -- someone said it was probably "k" -- but I didn't know what that meant -- Paul told me it would make it easier to take the cocks, so that seemed fine. Aubrey pulled me to him and we kissed deeply. His hands were all over me and Paul started pulling down my shorts. I was then naked in front of 53 men. A 18 year old boy, looking innocent, completely at their mercy. Aubrey broke loose and called for the strippers. 4 men came over, 2 black, 2 white. Each one built like rugby players. They clearly worked hard on their bodies. They were all over 6ft tall, with arms thicker than my legs, and thighs thicker than my body. They were all around 25-30 and fucking gorgeous! They wore posing pouches that barely hid the cocks inside. Aubrey explained that I would take on all 4 guys as the start of the evening's entertainment My cock had gone so ridiculously hard, and the Viagra hadn't even kicked in yet. Paul lit a joint and passed it to me. I took 3 long draws and gave myself to these 4 men. I was led to the stage. I was pushed to my knees and surrounded by the 4 men. They pulled away their pouches and revealed 4 monster cocks. I mean huge! I doubt one of them was less than 10 inches, and one black guy was known as "footlong". I could see why! I started my evening's work. I took turns sucking and wanking them, struggling to get my mouth and hand around them. Aubrey announced to everyone that I was a Virgin (LIAR!) and that I was there to please everyone in every way possible. The crowd of men really looked ready to eat me. The testosterone was almost visible! Meanwhile, I was on my knees, trying desperately to entertain 4 huge male strippers. My cock was harder than it had ever been -- almost painful -- and I was on the verge of cumming without even touching it. Aubrey seemed to know this and I was helped onto the swinging hammock. As I was laid into it he produced a sort of leather strap that was tied around my cock and balls and then clipped shut. I looked at him and he said with a dirty evil grin "That's to stop you cumming". The hammock was swinging and the two white guys stood at each end. I gripped the chains by my hands and leant my head back. This was gonna be like my first dp. As I leaned back the white guy's cock came into view. It was as big as "30" from my previous party. The guy at the other end was ramming 2 fingers inside my boy cunt. I felt no pain. The drugs had seen to that. I just felt immense pleasure as he finger fucked me. The guy at my mouth was swinging the hammock and making me take more and more of his cock with each swing. He kept some of it in my mouth each time so it didn't pop out. He was REALLY hard and it would have sprung up to his belly otherwise. I think there was a lot of drugs around that night. The guy frigging my bum had now got 3 fingers in my and was thrashing them in and out at manic speed. I knew I wanted to cum but I physically couldn't -- all I did was feel more and more horny. The Viagra and weed had really kicked in by now and I felt so seriously sexy that I wanted to take every one of those guys on and let them do whatever filthy perverted kinky act they wanted on me. Finally the finger fucker pulled them out, and literally threw 10 inches of thick hard white cock inside my body. I hardly made a noise, just a very satisfied groan. For 10 minutes I was swung back and forth between 20 inches of cock in a dreamlike blissful state. They were obviously trying to make me suffer but I was in heaven. I'd instinctively mastered deep throating and my bum really did seem to naturally accept cock Eventually the two guys couldn't hold back any longer and two cocks spurted two massive loads of cum inside my body. I swallowed the mouthful easily and my ass seemed to suck up the huge dump of cum that spewed inside it. They looked disappointed as they stepped down, but the 2 black guys who replaced them were serious cocks. Footlong was at my ass and his mate who wasn't far behind was at my face. No preparation for these guys, they just thrust their weapons into my 2 hungry gaping holes. Again I took the cock in my ass easily -- I really don't know how I could have done this, except for all the training I did was I was younger, and the drugs helped. The guy at my mouth though had other ideas. My wrists and ankles had been handcuffed to the chains so I was just a helpless body unable to move or escape. This guy then started slowwwwwly pushing his cock down my throat. So slow that I couldn't take my breaths. I was panicking, but he just kept pushing it deeper. Then he was buried fully in my throat. His pubes against my face. He held it there, I wanted to get up and escape but I had no chance. I could hear the guys cheering as they watched this monster cock buried deep in my throat, while footlong fucked me like an animal. Eventually the guy in my throat withdrew and I gasped, my face getting covered in thick white goo from my throat. This was repeated several times, almost choking me, but withdrawing just in time. Footlong was screaming at me telling me I should be crying in pain with his cock, and I just looked up to him and smiled and said, "deeper, harder big boy".. He said "you'll regret that"!!!, and he started pummelling my ass and slapping my belly and nipples. Eventually he couldn't hold back and what felt like a gallon of black man cum shot inside my ass. The other guy obviously wanted my ass to, so he replaced him and fucked me for 5 minutes till he came too. I was swinging in this hammock, grinning blissfully, cum dripping from my bum and my face covered in white goo. But the evening hadn't even started yet! I think my performance had warmed the crowd up perfectly. A camera aimed at the stage was displaying everything on the huge screen on the side wall. My poor cock was straining to cum, but the leather band stopped it. Another spliff was produced and I inhaled deeply, sucking in the sweet taste and feeling it hit my head almost immediately. Someone threw two more Viagra down my throat and 3 E's. God they were getting me seriously fucked up. I was taken down from the hammock and strapped onto the bench. This was designed to make the "victim" have his bum pushed high into the air at the perfect level for a guy to fuck him. Aubrey said I would be strapped down on it for 2 hours minimum and be fucked by as many men as possible during that time. As the handcuffs were attached and the metal bat that spread my legs was fitted, I found myself almost spread-eagled on a leather bench, my cock rubbing against the rough leather and my bum stuck high in the air. Me first I think said Aubrey and he drove his cock inside me. All the time as he fucked me my cock rubbed against the leather, stimulating it, and teasing it. I really needed to cum but still couldn't. The e's took effect and I genuinely felt I loved everyone one of those men in the room, even though all I was to them was some pretty little boy to abuse. Aubrey fucked me well enough for an old man and came inside me. I could hear conversations between the guys about whether they'd go bareback or use a condom, most said bareback. A bowl had been placed below my bum to catch the cum that was oozing out of my bum. After Aubrey I lost track of who fucked me. I didn't know them anyway. Didn't know their names, and never would.!! They were just cocks to fuck me and I loved it. As I lay there, strapped down for 2 hours, I knew this was what I wanted- I loved being used like this. Cock after cock came in me -- each one I fell in love with -- I genuinely loved every man who came in me. I was having "mind cums"-cumdump where I felt I was cumming, even though I really wasn't. The bowl was getting fuller, as the guys replaced each other. Hardly anyone spoke. Maybe they felt guilty about using a boy like this, maybe they wanted to concentrate -- I don't know. I just know that after 2 hours I had managed to take 40 cocks. There will still more who needed me, so Aubrey asked if I would mind staying there for the rest. There were actually another 15 guys who needed me. Of the 53 guys originally, I'd taken the 4 strippers, and 40 on the bench, and 6 more guys had shown up during my show. About an hour later all 59 men there had fucked me -- the white stripper who had cum in my mouth originally finished the show. 59 men!! Some had used condoms but only a few -- maybe 6 -- and anyway they had emptied their loads into the bowl, which now was looking very full. I collapsed on the bench, but found myself being untied. I squatted overt the bowl and shatted out the rest of the cum. A few streaks of red were in it, but that was understandable, my arse had been fucked constantly for almost 4 hours now, so some blood was expected. Two guys dragged me to the front of the stage and stuck a funnel in my mouth. The bowl was lifted and the contents poured down into the funnel. I tilted my head back and swallowed the thick white spunk. The audience cheered as I swallowed the last drop. Aubrey said I could have half an hour break. Some guys left at this point and I found Paul and snuggled up to him. He unlocked the leather grip on my cock and balls, caressed my cock gently. I had scraped it quite badly against the leather and Paul said that will hurt in the morning. I kissed him and said a lot of me will hurt in the morning. We smoked a spliff together, and he gave me another laced drink. He looked at me and said -- you realise it will get pretty kinky now? I thought 59 men gang banging a boy was kinky, but he looked VERY serious. Before he could say more Aubrey grabbed me and dragged me back on stage where a paddling pool had appeared. I knew what this meant -- mass golden showers. Sure enough I was surrounded by guys and pissed on. As I opened my mouth to swallow. Aubrey said "where the fuck is the leather grip?" He sounded furious. He knew I would be able to cum and he really wasn't going to let that happen. Paul gave it to him and Aubrey told the guys to stop pissing as he re-applied the thing to me. Aubrey looked furious at me. "You fucking faggot bitch -- thought you could get away with that did you?" and he slapped me hard across the face. There were a few cries of "Yeahhhh" as they clearly enjoyed him slap me. So he slapped me again, and again. "get him back on the bench" said Aubrey. I was lifted up and tied down again, this time face up, my arms pulled back behind me. Aubrey appeared with what I discovered was a riding crop. He threw another to Paul and another to Uncle Joey, and one more to some guy -- turns out he was a headmaster Aubrey spoke "Paul, Joey -- take his chest and belly- We'll look after his cock and balls" Oh my god -- they were going to whip me with riding crops! That's why Paul had filled me full of drugs -- to help me! Oh thank you Paul -- I looked lovingly up at him as he brought his crop down hard on my belly. Joey did the same on my right nipple. Paul looked magnificent -- stark naked, his cock hard in his left hand and a whip in his right, wanking as he whipped me. Aubrey and his friend brought their weapons down on my cock and balls. I screamed and screamed. I looked up at Paul. He was whipping me hard too now. All 4 of them whipped me for 5 minutes until by body was red. I was then flipped over and tied down again. This time the 4 of them whipped my bum. Aubrey came around to my face and spat in my mouth -- he looked really evil. You probably won't ever get out of here" he said -- and I believed him!!

One of the guys who services my ass eats blue chews a couple times a week and it makes him last forever. Even after he's blown his load he can keep going. I've been really spoiled by it and realize that I like it when he goes for an hour or more. I thought my ass would get sore but it doesn't - instead it just feels more sensual the longer he goes. My legs get sore and sometimes they cramp up, but my ass feels really good and even hungry for more intercourse. I find myself wishing that he could do that for me every single day, but the blue chews give him a headache and I don't want him to be uncomfortable. Fellow bottoms or guys who bottom from time to time, what's your preference? Do you like a top that finishes fast or do you need a good, long lay to leave you satisfied?

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 was 18, on holiday in North Wales with my parents. We had over a couple of years befriended a couple of guys who were entertainers around the clubs there called Paul and Danny. Not great friends, but they'd always chat with Mom Dad and me when they saw us. Now at 18 I was still pretty innocent, I knew about sex, I'd seen porn, and I was curious about gay sex, but had never done anything with anyone. I had played with myself, a lot -- even experimenting with anal with a rounded metal tube I'd got hold of. I loved fucking myself with it -- it was only just thicker than a finger but it felt great. It also prepared me well for that holiday in Wales! I know I looked cute -- seeing the photographs at that time I can see why Paul and Danny took an interest. Long blonde hair, green eyes, meaty but not fat, and looked fantastic in tight jeans which I always wore. My cock was around 6 inches (a lot more now!), and at 18 I had barely started sprouting pubic hair. Basically, if guys liked blonde cute teen boys -- well, that was me. One evening Paul was chatting with Mom and Dad and as I walked over he said: "I see you like pool Richie -- we have a pool table at our house -- would you like to come over and play sometime?" I think I got the picture straight away. Paul was fucking sexy. About 40, tight jeans, shirt undone to show a hairy chest -- really fit looking. Of-course "I said yes" and as Danny walked over we were already agreeing a time and day -- Thursday at around 12 mid day. Danny was mid 40's very slim, came across as nice but always had an edge to him. That night Mom said "Do you think he meant all of us or just you?" I blurted out "Just me" a bit too quickly. Paul and Danny had another guy staying with them at the time called Andrew, so I knew it would be me and 3 guys. My heart was skipping when I rang their door that Thursday. I'd worn my tightest jeans, t-shirt and trainers. Paul invited me in and sat me down on the sofa. Paul was in an armchair, and Andrew came walking in from the kitchen. "So, wanna see our pool table?" said Paul, and he invited me into the backroom, which did indeed have a pool table. After a bit of chat we were playing -- innocently. Then Danny said lets play strip pool! This meant we took turns at shots and every time you missed you had to take something off! This got me tingling! I had a good idea what they wanted from me, but would they really seduce a 18 yo? It soon became clear they were hustlers, potting balls and leaving me nothing. I was soon down to my jeans. I missed again, and I had to strip -- I unbuttonned and unzipped with 3 pairs of eyes on me. I was then naked in front of 3 men between 35 and 45, my cock hard against my belly and they were all still fully clothed! "Nice cock" said Paul. "Well you lost -- shall we go back to the front room?" I went to pick up my clothes but Danny said I wouldn't be needing them. I sat on a sofa, Paul one side of me, Danny the other. Andrew put on the TV and on came a VERY hard core porn vid. A boy -- about my age, sucking a much older guy's cock while a black guy fucked the boy's ass. The guy getting the blow job was gagging the boy, ramming his cock down his throat and the black guy, who's cock must have been 10 inches and fucking thick, was slamming into the boy like his life depended on it. Paul and Danny were stroking my thighs -- my cock twitched with the excitement of all this. "Like the vid?" Paul asked and I smiled and said "oooh yes". Almost together they grabbed one of my hands each and directed them to their cocks. I stroked them through their jeans feeling them get harder. The scene on the video ended as both men came over the boy's face. A second scene started, this time a little blonde boy - possibly a bit younger than me was tied down on all 4's on a bed and was being fucked one after the other by around 10 guys. I LOVED this one! It looked homemade. Andrew lit a joint and passed it around. I'd never smoked one before and almost immediately I felt the effects. Paul unzipped his cock and I started wanking him. Everyone was almost silent as this happened. It felt unreal. I was a 18 year old boy, naked, 2 men stroking my body and I was wanking a guy's cock. Make that 2 cocks as Danny wanted the same. Then Paul spoke to me: "I think you are fucking beautiful -- we've wanted you for 2 years now and we're gonna finally have you" Then we kissed, his tongue inside my mouth, my head swimming as Danny wanked me. Andrew had got a camcorder and was filming it -- I can recall it so well as I've seen the film enough times! Paul told me to suck him. I'd never sucked cock before, but I got on all 4's on the sofa and slowly took his cock into my mouth and sucked like I thought how I would like it. I could smell his body spray and I inhaled deeply. Paul's cock was fantastic -- thick black pubes and a 9 inch cock, thick, and very very hard. I loved it -- I was sucking deep, bobbing my head up and down quickly, and he said "Slowly Richie -- no rush" My ass was in the air, and Danny was fingering me, he had dug out some lube and was easily pushing his finger into me. Paul and Danny spoke more to each other than me: "Danny -- can he take it?" "Needs washing out" "quick enema then?" Clearly my bum needed clearing, so long story short -- vid stopped, I was taken upstairs and within 10 minutes I'd had my first enema via a shower hose. It wasn't much fun, but I was now "ready" We continued on the sofa, me sucking Paul, Danny with 2 fingers in me now. "You want him first? Said Danny" "Fucking right I do" said Paul, and soon they'd swapped places. They told me to turn over so that I was on my back, and pushed up the sofa so my head was almost hanging over the edge. Paul asked if I'd ever been fucked and I admitted I hadn't. He smiled and said it might hurt but it would pass. I felt ready for him anyway. All my practice at home had partly prepared me for this. It was going to happen, and wow -- 3 men and me!! Paul held my legs wide apart and smeared more KY on his cock so it was glistening. Andrew got close in with the camcorder. I looked fantastic -- My soft body lying on the sofa, my ribcage showing and my belly pit sunken in. My plump things being held apart my Paul and Danny, and Paul looming over me like an animal. He began to rub his cock against my ass, lubing it with his precum. Then Danny and Andrew started encouraging him. Telling him to fuck me. Paul held his cock against my ass and pushed. Christ!!! That metal tube and Danny's fingers hadn't prepared me for this!. God it felt like I was splitting apart. Paul grunted as he started working his 9 inches into me. I was panting and groaning and my head was dropping back over the sofa's edge. Before I knew it Danny's cock had appeared at my face and he made it clear what he wanted. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock into it. Paul was gradually slowlly getting every inch into me. I couldn't believe I had a man's cock inside my body. I was 18 year old and a grown man had his cock inside my bum. Again their conversation was around me -- not at me. Danny asking if I was tight, Paul confirming it. Andrew telling them both to get more cock inside me. It felt wonderfully seedy and nasty. Danny eventually spoke to me -- "Richie -- breathe in now". As I did he thrust his whole cock down my throat. I panicked and gagged, spluttering all over him. This just excited him even more. Paul told him to it again and told me to breathe through my nose. Danny did it again, and this time I took him inside my throat for a few seconds before he pulled out. Now I had the hang of it. Danny would thrust deep, I'd breathe in, opening my throat and he began throat fucking me properly. Paul was by now slamming all 9 inches into my bum and was about to cum. Paul and Danny again spoke over me. "Ready mate?" Yep" "Gonna cum" "Fuck yes" and with that Paul's cock grew even more inside me and started shooting his cum inside my bowels. It felt boiling hot and I could feel it pulse out of his cock with each spurt. Danny then thrust his cock insoide my throat and held it there. His cum shot down my throat and he came for ages. I was starting to choke but they just held me there -- not letting me away as Danny shot inside me. Eventually they pulled out and Paul took the cam as Andrew flipped me over and fucked me from behind. His cock was smaller than Paul's and it slipped inside me easily. He slapped my ass as he fucked me and after about 5 minutes he shot his load in me too. God!!! An hour ago I was a virgin and I'd taken 2 men in my bum and deep throated another. We all lay/sat back and Andrew put the video on and we watched it all happen again. "You don't mind if we show this to our friends do you Rich" asked Paul. I smiled and said he could show it to whoever he wants. He asked what if they wanted to do more than watch me and I'd be happy to meet them! I know for a fact the film got very widely distributed and I think thousands of men have seen me getting used over the years. Paul said he really should have used a condom as we watched him cum in me, but I said I liked feeling the cum inside me. That's when the doorbell rang.!! Part 2 to follow.....

Me.. I ad my toxic seed in deep..

Was out walking back from the shop late last night and got this message from a guy on Grindr, he was close. Sent his location and turns out he was in an alleyway that just between some houses. He told me to strip naked before entering the alleyway. I got naked and as I walked up, I encountered this tall naked guy of about 23. He was muscyl and had at least a 9inch cock. As I approached he was jerking it furiously. Dropped to my knees and started sucking him off and then he started to piss. I guzzled it down, making sure I swallow every drop, then got me against the fence and absolutely smashed me. Dumped inside me the biggest load I've had in a while. Then he just pulled out and walked off

Others have been right in highlighting how Covid-19 is too indiscriminate. The person who got fucked is likely not going to come down with the virus, but unless he self-isolated for two weeks afterwards, if he does get COVID-19 he is likely to pass it on to other people who did not consent to be put at risk. With HIV bugchasing, if someone becomes positive then it would not automatically directly involve other people. Even if it did, it would only involve other sexual partners. (I will note that, myself, I find HIV bugchasing perhaps psychologically explicable, but offputting.) COVID-19 knows no such limits, infecting people with whom an infected person has only the most glancing contacts, people who surely did not consent to be put at risk so someone could cum hard. Becoming infected with a lethal airborne contagion for sexual thrills that one will pass on is ... Well. Not safe, not sane, and certainly not consensual.

Today, in the USA, sadly, a none pre-existing condition (i.e. healthy) 18 year old has died. This will affect normal healthy society as it is air borne. Keep well guys 🙂

When I cumdump, I will go as long as I needed to get the load. Though I will say that fast and rough is preferred. But when I hook up with someone I’m interested in, a long fuck session let’s us really explore our attraction.

I agree as long as he cum deep in me doesn’t matter how long it takes.

It varies. The guy who has been fucking me since Christmas has a big cock, and it takes him over an hour to cum. I never get tired of it. The only problem is sometimes he gets frustrated when he is ready to cum and can't yet get there. I tell him not to worry; he can fuck me as long as he wants. I am not going to get tired of it.

Ideally I prefer to be fucked for a long time. But I'll take my loads whenever I can get them -even if it only takes a minute. Of course, the shorter fucks often only spark my hunger for more. That's where a good long fuck works best, to really wear my hole out.

I love a top with stamina, multicummers and I like longer sessions. I still opted for 15-30 minutes because I like long(er) sessions with breaks. And you want a break when your hole is continuously pounded for 15-30 minutes... 😉 Fuck, get a load (or not), drink some (if you do), smoke some (if you do), chat, suck and then get back to business. You don't always get what you want so I am not opposed to a 15 minute fuck-n-go either.

I have a regular top who goes non-stop for 45 minutes or longer, and I love it. But sometimes I just want to get fucked over and over at a bath house with short 2 min fucks

1, 2, 5, 6, 7 and 14. Heaven for me is being ALL of those in an orgy. Damn! I haven't been in an all out hot orgy in far too long.

1. Clint "Are you awake?" Greg asked me softly. "Yeah, I am," I said. His cock was nestled against my ass, and his arm, already wrapped around my chest, sought out my nipple, and began to play with it. "How are you feeling?" he asked me. "Ok, I guess," I said. I was doing only ok; I wanted to never think again, and sleep the rest of the week. "Jason told me to go to practice yesterday. He said it would help." "I know. Nathan told me to work out as well." "I wonder what it would be like if we hadn't done that." "Worse, I'm sure," Greg said. "How are you doing physically? After the weekend?" I laughed. "You mean, how is my ass doing?" "Yeah. Exactly. How many was it?" "Men? or loads?" I asked. "Either. Both." "For the men, you know them. But numbers? Honestly. I lost count. I mean, just starting out, I got at least four loads." Through the effects of the weed, the crystal, the GHB, and the lack of sleep, it was all a blur. But I remembered that seemingly, there was always a cock inside of me. Even when we went to the club, there was always a raw cock inside of me. "At the end," Greg started. His cock pressed against me, desperate to assert its dominance over me. "You were so wet. So open." "I know. It was hard to take you." "It was?" Greg's voice suddenly got softer, more tender. "Yeah. My hole was so damn sore." Greg's cock had been like a burning hot poker sliding into me. Jason had given me a few hits on the pipe before, and I think the thick clouds were the only thing that allowed me to take it. "But you didn't say anything." "I know. I didn't want to deny you," I said. The entire weekend was a bit of a fog, between the drugs, the sex, the men. I remembered finally coming down and being nestled between Greg and Jason, with Greg's cock right up against my hole. I wanted to be with Greg, to be with someone I knew and who knew me. "Really. Boo. You should have said something." "No, it was ok. It was something I wanted to share with you." "And now?" Greg's cock was a titanium rod. It had been nearly two days since he had last gotten any relief, and his balls were filling up with his deadly juice. "You want to fuck me?" "Yeah," Greg replied. "I do." "You want to fuck me with that poz cock of yours?" "Yeah. I want to fuck you bareback. Breed that hot soccer jock butt of yours." "Do you think I'll ever say no to you?" "I think you should. But I am glad you don't." "Breed me," I said. As I reached for the tub of coconut oil Jason had given me, I extracted myself from Greg's embrace, and rolled onto my back. With one arm, I held up a leg, while I smeared some of the thick grease on my hole. It no longer hurt, but I had definitely been fucked hard over the weekend. Greg knelt between my legs, his cock sticking up straight against his flat stomach. "You sure?" he asked, as he smeared some lube on his shaft. It glistened like a deadly snake, poised to strike. "Absolutely sure." My cock was throbbing, and I reached down to play with it. Despite how turned on and horny I was, my cock was remaining defiantly soft. It had been the same way in Palm Springs. Jason had said it sometimes happened in response to crystal. I felt a bit ashamed; the thing that made me a man was missing in action and left me only able to get fucked. "Fuck me. Breed me." "Poz you?" Greg asked. His dick head was now pressed up against my hole. "That too," I said. I released my flaccid shaft and grabbed his waist. I pulled him closer to me. It also forced his cock into me. Luckily, my hole had mostly recovered from the assault over the weekend, and it was not the unpleasant experience I had feared when I first committed to Greg. But, on the other hand, neither was it completely pain-free. Like all good things, getting Greg's load was not going to be easy. "I'm inside you, boo," Greg said. "My raw cock inside your hole." He was smiling widely, ecstatic to be connected with me again. "Hell yeah," I said. Like his uncle, Greg was hung, and his cock was opening me up again. I didn't know if I was smiling in pleasure or wincing in pain. "Give it to me," I said. The line between pain and pleasure was a delicate one, and as Greg began to piston in and out of me, I crossed back and forth between the two worlds. "You want?" Greg asked me. He had reached over and found a bottle of poppers. "Please," I said. He unscrewed the cap, and took a quick hit, before handing the bottle to me. I inhaled deeply, letting the invisible gas fill my lungs. I handed it back to him. He took another long hit, before putting the cap back on and slamming his cock into me. "Fuck," Greg moaned. "You feel amazing." He rested my legs on his shoulders, and bent me over. His face was inches from mine. I craned my neck, reaching up for our lips to meet. He did the same, and in the heat of the popper-fueled euphoria, we kissed deeply. "I want you to be mine. I want you to be my poz man." "Your infected man." "Taking all my loads." "Taking all the loads," I repeated Greg's words back, with such a small, but such an important difference. "Fucking sexy soccer slut," he said, pushing his cock deeper into me. He was dripping pre-cum now. Between the spit we were swapping in kissing, the sweat from our bodies, and the potent pre-cum dripping out of his cock, I couldn't get enough of his fluids. "So many men this weekend." "So many loads," I said. "And now you're in my fucking bed. Taking my dick." I smiled. "Your bed?" I asked. "My bed. And you're fucking me in it." "Our bed?" Greg said, offering a compromise. "And you're marking me?" I asked. "Marking you as mine." "Always," I said. "I'll always be yours." "Always taking my load?" "Hell yeah!" I grunted. Greg held the poppers under my nose once more. I had no choice but to inhale and feel the waves of pleasure washing over me. "Fuck me, man. Fuck me hard." Greg paused his assault on my ass long enough for him to do a hit as well. "You really want it? Really want my poz load up your hole?" "Yeah," I said. "I do." Greg put the cap back on the poppers. "I want it from you." "Me too," Greg said. His face was flushed, as the poppers started to hit him. "I'm getting close," he said. "Don't pull out," I said. I grabbed onto Greg's waist, and pulled him in close. "I want every drop." Greg leaned in to me, his eyes locked onto mine. His breathing was getting shorter, as he edged every closer to the inevitable release. With each stroke of his cock, my hole was also getting hungrier. "Please," I grunted, before he slammed his shaft back into me. "Of course," he said, before shoving his tongue into my mouth. "I'm gonna fill that hole with my poz seed." "Oh yeah," I said. His cock was dripping pre-cum now. "Oh hell," he grunted, and slammed his cock into me. His body convulsed, his dick twitched, and my ass was filled with his thick, toxic seed. "Oh HELL," he grunted again, as another spam racked his body. "Give it to me," I said, as I clenched my ass around his shaft, trying to milk out every drop. Greg had fucked me often enough that his cock was now a familiar presence in my body and his seed was a comforting presence. Other men provided variety and spice, but Greg provided consistency and solidity. "Oh hell," Greg continued. In the middle of his orgasm, deep thought was well beyond his cognitive ability. All he was focused on was the pleasures and sensations from his dick. "Oh hell," he said again, as another spurt of semen landed inside of me. "Every drop," I said. "Don't spare me. You know I want it. All of it." "You're getting it. Every drop." "I want to be like you," I said. "I want to give it to you." We didn't have to talk about what it was. We both knew the gift that he was sharing with me. "I want us to share it. Share a special bond." His orgasm ending, Greg was now able to speak more coherently. "I like it when you cum in me," I said, as the last few drops dripped from his poz rod and into my body. "I like cumming in you." He leaned in and kissed me again. "I really like cumming in you." "Me too," I said, between long kisses. His cock was still buried in my ass. Every once in a while, there would be a residual spasm from the orgasm, just enough to remind me that I was still impaled on his hard shaft. "I love you," he said. "I love you too," I said. "Did you enjoy the weekend?" he asked me. We had barely talked about what had happened. I wasn't even sure I could remember all of the details, and here, the details were exactly how many times I had been fucked me over the course of the 36 hours. "I did. Did you?" "Hell yeah. Seeing you get fucked. Getting inside that sloppy soccer jock butt. Knowing how much you had done. Gets me hard just thinking about it." He wasn't lying. His tool was still nestled inside my hole, and even though it was so soon after he came, his cock was starting to stiffen and lengthen. It felt like it was searching out some vulnerability hidden deep in my body. "I'm glad," I said. "Are we going to do it again?" I asked. "The partying? Or the playing? Or both?" "Both," I said. "Or either." He stared at me, his brown eyes examining my face, seemingly alert for every subtle twitch of my expression. "Yeah," he finally said. "I would. You?" "I would. It felt good to share that with you. To share it with Nathan and Jason." "With Sean? With Vic? Them too?" "Yes, them too." I paused for a moment. I wanted to ask him something else. "Maybe. Next time," I stammered. I didn't want to end the sentence, to learn what Greg would think of me. So, I did the obvious thing, and kissed him. "Next time?" Greg said, as he pushed me away. "You aren't going to get away from that opening with just a kiss." "I dunno," I said. I knew what I wanted to say. But I couldn't bring myself to say it. Luckily, Greg came to my rescue. "So, you want a next time? I mean, partying?" "Yeah," I said. "I do. And I liked it like this time. Some time with a group, but some time alone with you." "Good," Greg said. "I liked sharing you. I liked seeing you go off with my friends, knowing they were going to fill you with their infected cum." He grinned. "And," he continued, "I liked getting fucked as well." "I liked watching you take cock." Greg's cock was now hard once more, and he was starting to slowly pump my ass. The cum he had recently injected into me was lubricating his strokes, making them just bearable. "Would you..." he started, but trailed off before he could complete the sentence. 'Would I?" I parroted his statement back to him. "Would I what?" I tried to imagine what Greg wanted me to do, especially in light of all the things I did over the weekend. It was a short list. "Would you want to play with Doug? I mean, party with him?" "Yeah," I said. "I would. Is he..." I wanted to know if he had converted yet. Or, better, I needed to know. I wanted to be Greg's project, to convert first of all the men he had been fucking. If Doug got it first, I feared that Greg would think we weren't compatible. "Not yet," Greg said. "At least last time we talked. Why? Hungry for more infected sperm?" "Always. You know that." I clenched my hole, feeling Greg's shaft keeping me open. It reminded me just how vulnerable I was around him, although despite our near-constant efforts, I was just as healthy as the day we had first met. "But only you have what I want. What I need. Doug doesn't have it." "I guess we're going to have to keep trying, huh?" "Yeah. I guess so." I didn't tell him how jealous of Doug I was. I didn't mind that he was fucking Doug on a regular basis; I was included in their playtime often enough that it felt more like a team effort than anything else. Besides, I was getting plenty of dick other guys. What I was terrified of, what kept me up in at night, even when I was wrapped in Greg's arms, was what if Doug got infected before I did? "You ok, boo?" Greg asked me. He had noticed my attention had wandered. "Yeah," I said. "I'm fine. Going to be even better when you get me knocked up." "I know. I'm looking forward to it as well." "What if it doesn't happen?" I asked. "I love you," he said. "I love you too." "We have years to make it happen." Greg pushed himself up off my chest. His hard cock was still deep in me; he pulled it out, then pushed it back in. The fluid from his first load squished around inside of me, a deadly mixture of sperm, semen, and virus. "But it's never going to happen if you don't keep taking loads." "Poz loads," I said. "Fucking dirty, infected poz loads." "Like mine." "Being slammed in deep," I said. "Fat, long dicks dripping infected pre-cum." "Like mine," Greg echoed back. "Are you going to breed me again?" I asked. I was hungry for it. My mind was still a bit fogged by the after-effects of the crystal, and I suddenly felt like this was the most important question I had asked Greg. I was almost shaking from the immediate, overpowering fear that he would turn me down. But my dark-haired stud did not fail me. "Yes. Of course I am. Longer. Deeper. Harder." With each word, he took a stroke into my ass, reminding me of exactly my position as the bottom. I gasped, but as Greg continued his relentless penetration and exploration of my hole, I moved past the point of pain, and into pleasure. I was aware of every millimeter of his cock as it explored my body, getting deeper than I thought possible. "Please," I murmured. "Whatever you want. As long as I get your load." "My poz load. You want my diseased spooge, don't you?" "Please," I said. My entire body ached for his cum. "I need it." "You are a hungry stud today," Greg said. "I can feel it inside you. Sucking my cock in deeper. Milking out my pre-cum." He pushed in deeper, smiling as I winced in pain. "Oh, baby," he said, noticing my wince. "You ok?" However solicitous his voice was, I noticed that his cock stayed just as deep in me as ever. "Just a second. Let me get used to it." "Of course. And this never hurts, does it?" He held the bottle of poppers under my nose. It was impossible for me not to inhale the thick chemical aromas. The poppers hit me fast and hard, the sudden rush radiating out from my brain, across my body, and focusing in on my hole. "Keep on taking it. Fucking big hit." "Oh fuck," I moaned. "Oh fuck," I moaned again as my mind exploded into a million different thoughts. "Oh goddamn fuck," I moaned, as my body was racked by spasms of pleasure. "Focus," Greg said, stroking my abs, finding my treasure trail down to my dick. I looked down, expecting to see the soft husk of my dick. However, as Greg's greasy hands ran over it, I was amazed to see it stiff and erect. "Focus on my cock," Greg said again. "Focus on my poz cock. Focus on me dripping deadly pre-cum into you." "Oh god," I moaned. "I want it. Give me your virus." I had just heard Jason talk about spreading the bug when he had been fucking me over the weekend. Memories of those intense two days were coming back to me, albeit blurred by the drugs we had done. The memories were making focus on anything hard. "Just cum in me." "Oh fuck, you want this deadly load, don't you?" Greg had grabbed onto my cock, and was stroking it in synchrony with my own strokes onto his dick. "So fucking hard, getting pounded by my poz cock." "Oh fuck." Greg's hand on my cock had sent another spasm of pleasure through my body, and I was worried I was going to cum far too soon. If I came, I wasn't going to be able to get fucked, and I didn't want to deny Greg the opportunity to breed my hole once more. "Just cum in me. Fucking fuck me up and infect me." "Wanna give it to you," Greg grunted. "Fucking hot bro, you begging for my poz seed. Getting me so damn close." I saw the look in Greg's eyes. Crazed with lust, the animal that all of us possessed was coming out. Once the fierce beast took over Greg's mind, it was only a matter of time before my boyfriend would shoot me full of his toxic waste. I knew how to bring out the beast. "Come on man," I said. "Wanna feel that deadly cum in my hole. Get me knocked up. Get me infected." "You want it?" Greg replied, the beast spreading from his eyes across his face. "Tell me what you want, bro." "I want your sperm. I want you to shoot in me. I want you to breed me with that infected cum of yours." I caught my breath. "I want you to give me AIDS. I want you to be the one that kills me." "Oh hell, bro," Greg said, the sounds almost an indistinct growl. "You're going to get it." The battle against beast had been lost. The man I knew as Greg, my boyfriend, was no longer fucking me. Instead, I was being raped by a totally different, yet strangely familiar Greg. Everything about him was amplified, from his personality to seemingly the size of his cock. I grabbed his head and pulled him to me. "Give me the virus," I said, before jamming my tongue in his mouth. His reaction was immediate; his cock slammed back into my hole. Since the poppers had long worn off, I was barely prepared for the intrusion. I winced and simultaneously tightened my ass around his cock. "Owwwwww," I grunted. "You ok?" I nodded. "Good, because I don't want to stop," Greg said. The animal was still there, still controlling him. He continued. "I'm not going to stop." His hips were slamming against my ass now, each stroke pushing his cock deeper into my body, and his balls closer to releasing their load. "Gonna seed you good. Fuck this virus cum into you." "I'm here to take your infected cum any time you need it. Fuck that poz jizz into me." "Oh yeah," Greg growled. "Oh Yeah," he growled again, this time loud and more intense. "Oh Yeah!," he continued. He was fucking me, and with his fast, deep strokes, I could feel the steady stream of pre-cum, heralding the imminent arrival of his orgasm. "OH FUCK YEAH!" he screamed, loudly enough that I wondered if the other guys in the dorm could hear him. Then he leaned in, and whispered something in my ear. The contrast in loudness only emphasized the sensitive, intimate nature of what he had to say. "I'm going to infect my lover with AIDS." "I'm going to let my poz boyfriend fuck me bareback. And fill me with his dirty cum." I gave him a kiss and his strokes sped up. He was on edge, and I wasn't going to prolong his agony. "Breed me with your poz sperm." "Take it," he said. His body went rigid, as did his cock buried deep in my hole. There was a momentary stillness that engulfed both of us. My tongue in his mouth and his raw cock deep in my guts both stood motionless. But then, the two bombs between Greg's legs exploded. They were each small death factories, constantly pumping out Greg's signature toxic juice. I could feel the explosion travel up his cock, right before it burst into my gut, filling me with the promised second load. "Shoot it in me," I murmured, between frantic kisses. "Take it," he grunted again, as another jet of cum shot out of his dick into my body. He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me tight against his body. I did the same to him. "Take my poz load," he said. We were holding on to each other tightly now, making sure that Greg's deadly spooge was delivered deep into my body. Even if I had wanted, there was no way I could escape being impregnated. "Please," I said. His cock was white-hot poker in my guts and his cum barely quenched the burning. But the pain didn't matter. It was a price I gladly paid for Greg, for having this amazing man fuck me, for him showing how much he cared about me. "I want it." "Take it," he said, one last time. His thrusts were slowing down and were no longer quite the visceral, animal acts. The beast was receding, and the man I knew was returning. "Let me fill you up." "Let me carry your loads to class today." "I love my loads inside you." "I love your loads inside me," I said. There was that particular post-orgasmic happiness engulfing the two of us. Greg's cock was still deep in my body and his cum was now being absorbed and becoming a part of me. There was a peace between us; Greg had accomplished his essential mission of breeding my hole and with the insistent distraction of his cock out of the way, other topics could be considered. Greg wrapped his other arm around me, pulled me even tighter, and rolled over. He made it seem effortless, although it was an expert move to do, keeping his cock inside of me. "What about you?" he asked me, reaching down for my dick. It was still hard, and with his touch, I realized just how horny I was. "Your turn. Stroke that boy cock for me. Shoot your load." "Boy cock?" I asked, grabbing it and stroking it. "It's not as big as yours, I know. But hardly a boy cock." Greg laughed. "A man's cock shoots charged up sperm. A boy's cock shoots blanks." For a moment, I saw the man Greg would become. It was an echo of Nathan, but hardly a reflection. My dick twitched in response. More than anything else, I wanted to be with this man, and at that moment, with his cock deep inside me, we were as close as two men could get. As I rode his still-hard cock, I stroked my dick. "Oh god," I moaned. "I'm going to cum." "Fuck yeah, Clint," he said. "All over my chest. Shoot that cum on me." "Oh god," I grunted again. Greg's cock was deep in my ass. Every move I made reminded me of how tender and used my hole was, but yet, I could hardly stop myself from fucking myself on his manhood. "Oh god," I said as my balls clenched tight. "Oh GOD," I said, passing the point of no return. An arc of white jizz shot out of my cock, over Greg's chest, and landed on the pillow next to his head. "Come on," Greg said. "Shoot it." The next spurt wasn't quite as powerful, but it was larger. The spurt landed on his chest, a long white line starting just below his shoulder and ending at the base of his pec. Several more followed in quick succession, covering Greg's torso with my thick white sperm. "Fuck, that's nice," Greg said, as he scooped up some of my cum and licked it off his fingers. "So fresh. So pure." "You need to fix that." "I know. I'm trying. You're trying. It will happen." Greg wiped up more of my cum and let it drip into his mouth. "That was hot," I said. "Yeah, it was." He let his fingers drift across my torso, following the contours of my muscles and eventually landing at my cock. "So hot to think about infecting you." "And afterwards? Find a new model?" "Of course. For both of us to infect." "I want that. A lot." "Me too," Greg said. "So, you up for a weekend with Doug?" "Fucking?" I asked. "Partying?" "Both," Greg said. "A lot of both." "Yeah," I said. "You thinking this weekend?" "I am." "Not a lot of time," I said. "For?" "You to convert me." "Or for Doug to get puzzled up." "Yeah. But now, I can't decide which I want." "How so," Greg asked. "If I want Doug to be poz and fuck me. Or for me to be poz and fuck Doug." "There's a third option," Greg said. "Both of you poz and fuck me." "There is that," I said. I collapsed on top of Greg. My cum squished between us as we kissed deeply.

Mike had been with his GF Megan for over a year and he had been asking her to do a three way and she refused to bring another girl into it but did agree to invite a guy over. Mike reluctantly agree but they finally decided that they would get a hotel room out of town and set up a met. Living in Minneapolis they rented a room in Saint Paul for the weekend and set up a meet. Megan picked a guy who was tall at 6'6 and muscled weighting 220 pounds and hung 9.5 thick uncut. Mike was a little intimidated he was good looking at 5'11 150 runners body and a bubble ass and packing 8" but Mike agreed in hopes that she would give him a three way down the road with another girl of his choice. The weekend finally arrive, Mike got home and got ready for the trip. They had both packed light and planned to meet Andre in the hotel bar. Megan told Mike that Andre wants to see her eat his ass and she gave him a enema to clean out. He frowned but went ahead and cleaned out and showered up and when he came out there was a jock laid out for him to wear it was bright and showed off his ass and his bulge. He slipped It on and it made his dick hard. She had his best pair of jeans and a tight shirt for him to wear and get got dress, She put on a tight top and a short skirt with no underwear. Megan gave Mike a huge kiss and told him this was the hottest thing ever. They left the room and headed down to meet Andre. Andre was a brick shit house, he gave Megan a big hug and kiss right in front of me, He shook my hand and then pointed to a booth in back and Andrea watched as Mike walked away with his hot tight straight boy ass pronounced in his jeans. Megan had not told Mike that Andre was BI and Mike had never asked. They picked a table and Andre asked what they wanted to drink and went the bar and ordered, He put some G in both Megan and Mike's drinks a half a cap in Megan and a entire cap in Mike's and headed back. He sat nest to Megan as they sipped their drinks Mike made a funny face and Andre said lets down these and go up to the room. They all three did and they made their way to the room. Once they got in Andre told Megan to undress while Mike and I watch. Mike sat down on the sofa first and looked like the g was started to hit and Andre sat right next to him. Mike though he was a little too close but before he could move Andre put his arm on his shoulder and Megan began to undress. Feeling her slutty side come out once she was naked Andre told her to come feel his cock. it was already hard and pressed against the fabric of his mesh pants showing the outline. He turned to Mike who was fading and said bro, watch your girl feel my big dick. Andre grabbed Mike's hand and placed it on his dick as he pulled Megan up and they made out. Mike did not immediately get into it but after five rubs back and fourth Andre took his hand off Mike's and Mike kept rubbing Andre's big dick. Andre pulled the button on his pants and all the buttons down and pilled them back enough that his dick white underwear was exposed and the wet spot at his left leg where the head was resting. Mike stopped rubbing for a moment and Andre grabbed his hand and rubbed his dick some more with Mike's hand and then pulled back and Mike rubbed away. Harder than before, Andre told Megan to got pulled Mike's dick out and suck his cock. As she was moving over he pulled his underwear down exposing his thick dick while Mike grabbed it and jacked it in his hand while Megan sucked his dick and Andre turned to Mike and Kissed him and to Andre's surprise Mike kissed him back. Andre broke the kiss and pulled his lips away from Mike about an inch and Mike leaned back in and started kissing Andre again. Andre kept one hand on Megan's head pushing her onto Mike's cock while he make out with Mike as Mike jacked and made Andre's big uncut cock leak precum. Andre broke off the kiss and grabbed Mike's hand and rested it on Mike's leg and he told Megan to hop on the bed and get ready for Mike to return the favor and eat her out. Megan hopped up and got on the bed and spread her legs and started rubbing her wet pussy and Mike started to get up and Andre had to steady him and helped him pull off his shirt and slip put of his pants and he crawled on the bed still in his jock with his dick out the side. Megan and slipped it to the side when she was sucking him earlier. He started eating her out and she moaned. Andre admired that virgin ass of Mike's and got up on the bed and spread his checks and licked his man cunt and Mike stopped eating Megan and tightened his ass checks and moaned and Megan pushed his head down and he relaxed and began eating her out as Andre tongued and tongue fucked his tight little hole. Andre got up and grabbed his pants while looking back at that sweet little hole and pulled out a couple shards and a little lube packet and went back to eating Mike's hole and then lubed it up and slide a finger in him, Mike tightened up but kept eating Megan and she was moaning like she was going to cum. Andre slipped a shard in and then the second before Megan came and Mike moved off her pussy and while the rocks were being absorbed Megan came hard and Mike licked and lapped it up. Andre leaned down and kissed her and while Mike's man pussy was coming alive. Andre broke off the kiss and told Mike to go sit in the chair, he was going to fuck his girlfriend. Mike did and Andre positioned Megan so she could not see Mike, He sat in the chair and he was flying. He rubbed his dick and played with his balls as Andre slowly spread his Girls pussy with his big fat dick and she moaned like she has never for Mike. Andre watched Mike as he got lost in his own sensations and his fingers traced down to his ass hole. He jacked his dick while rubbing his man cunt. Andre watched as his new boy was so lost in touching his hole his focus was entirely on himself and not on his girl who was about to cum for the second time all over Andre's huge dick.

As I sit here with my diary, recounting my transformation, my head is spinning. My hand is quivering. I can barely read my scribbles. I don't think I can keep this up for long. Every joint in my body aches. Just as he predicted—I got the Flu. My name is Adam. I'm 5'8", 135 lb, 29 waist, tanned, toned, and preppy. I look like a teenage Ricky Schroeder—or used to. I come from an affluent, north Chicago family, and don't act gay at all—certainly not like any male prostitute. I was into all sorts of sports in high school including football, soccer, and baseball. I just graduated 6 months ago. I'm 18. I'm telling you this story to rationalize how I went from high school honors student to male whore, and how they got their meat hooks into me. By them I mean Martin and Jake. Of course, psychologically, it was my own doing. Turned out I was amply qualified for the world's oldest profession with a gay twist. The discovery that I got the flu that ain't the flu cinched it. I like fucking raw too much to let a little bug stop me! So where do I begin? **MARTIN** I was walking down Lake Shore Drive one summer evening. I had on tennies, khaki shorts, and tee. I stopped to take a leak. There are many restrooms along the lakeshore, and most of them are cruisy. Until then I'd only messed around a couple of times, and even that was only touching and caressing, but I must admit I was doing a little cruising that afternoon. When I entered the john, this guy, about 6'3", was standing at the urinal. I walked up beside him and took my piss - only I wasn't pissing but five seconds when he struck up a conversation. "What's up, Boy? What brings you to the lake today?" "Just gettin' out. Bored, you know." He stared at me. "So you're just hangin?" "Yeah." I looked at him again. He was no longer peeing, but held onto his cock. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see he had a fat one and was shaking it a little. The guy waited to see what my next move would be. "So, what you up to, man?" I inquired. "Just lookin' to have some fun. Know what I mean?" He wagged his cock at me, which was very fat. I couldn't tell how long it was since he was soft. My instincts told me to get the hell out of there. The guy was more than twice my age, and about twice my size, and hintin' he wanted to have sex. I didn't think he was attractive and he looked kinda outta shape, but still I didn't move; and after a few seconds he leaned over and grabbed my ass. I felt his nails dig through my shorts. It hurt a little; I should have been forewarned. "You gotta nice ass there, Boy. How about we go back to my place. It's not very far. We can be there in five minutes." I had often fantasized how my first real male sexual encounter would be, and I can assure you that wasn't it. However, there was something about way he looked at me. He was in control, and I was not. He could tell I was a little scared, but he could also tell I was curious and interested. "Let's go." He zipped up his pants and headed toward the parking lot. I followed him by a few steps, neither one of us saying anything, not wanting it to look as if we were together. We reached his little Hyundai, and he unlocked the doors. The car reeked of stale cigarettes, and he reached in his pocket and lit one up. I hate cigarettes. I hate the smell, but didn't say anything. He put the car in gear, and pulled away, smirking as if something amused him. "Anything wrong?" "Oh, no. Nothing is wrong. You're just so fine and don't even realize it." "Thanks," I replied. "No. Thank you." He grabbed my thigh and squeezed it hard. It hurt a little. I should have been forewarned. We arrived in less than five minutes—an old, three-story tenement. He parked in back. We got out of the car; but instead of going around the front, we descended a stairway on the side. At the bottom were two doors. He unlocked one. I was surprised that there was already someone in the apartment. "Hey Martin, who you got with you, man?" asked the guy on the couch. He was a fat, bald dude in boxer shorts. He looked a little older than his roomie; and like Martin, not especially good looking. "Just a little friend I met at the park." "Man, you fuck with these young ones and you're asking for trouble, I guarantee it. How old are you, Boy?" "Eighteen." "Damn, you don't look a day over fourteen to me. Shit! You ain't got no body hair nor nothin'." Martin responded saying "He's my Boy now" grabbing me by the neck. It hurt a little. Again, I should have been forewarned. "We're going to be real good friends, ain't we, Boy?" "Yeah," was all I could muster. "Turn up the TV, Jake, in case we get a little rowdy. I don't want the neighbors overhearing." Forcefully he guided me down the hall and shut the door behind us. "Get outta those clothes and get on the bed. I'm gonna to smoke a joint. Want a toke?" I nodded 'no' and slowly, nervously disrobed. I was only wearing a jock strap when took off my shorts, and was surprised when he told me to leave it on. "Your ass looks good in it." He had me keep my socks on, too. When he had his shirt off, I could see that he had some chest hair, but not a lot; and most of it was black with gray mixed in. His stomach had a little gut. He removed his pants and wasn't wearing any underwear. His cock was thick and long as well. It was still soft and appeared to be eight inches and thick. "Like what you see, Boy? You need to get It nice and hard: kneel on the bed and face me." He grabbed my hair and forced my head back. "You do as you're told and you'll be fine. Got that, Baby?" He began to slap my face with his dick. It felt heavy as it slammed into my cheeks, first one side, then the other. I could smell the musky odor of his tool. It wasn't a bad smell, but I knew he hadn't taken his daily shower. His dick looked greasy, like he'd oiled it or something. He pushed his shaft between my lips. "Open up that mouth, Boy. Get Daddy hard." He thrust his slimy member down my throat. I wasn't prepared for it and choked. He kept it in me for about five seconds, until tears welled in my eyes. He pulled his cock out and slapped me some more. His Rod was a lot slicker coated with my spit. "Okay, Baby, one more time; but relax that throat so I can fuck your face." He didn't pussyfoot around and shoved it in deep as it would go. But at least I was prepared for the invasion and tried to avoid the gag reflex. He held it in until I was once again choking and tears moistened my eyes. I started to wretch; but since I hadn't had anything to eat, there was nothing to chuck up. He seemed to enjoy this crazy game, cause he continued to pull out and slam it back in. I was dizzy from lack of oxygen, but at the same time was slowly giving in to the piston driving into my throat. Soon I noticed his shaft was able to completely go down my throat, and his pubes were banging against my nose. I didn't realize it at the time, but I had overcome the gag reflex, and was taking a cock that most guys couldn't begin to swallow. "Oh yeah, Baby, you learn real quick. Now just relax, and let me fuck your face." He stared at me with a controlling grin. I'd given him complete control over my body. I'd opened up a hornets' nest from which I'd never retreat. I had strict parents, but, they pretty much let me do what I wanted. I had been given many luxuries in life without having to work for them. And here I was—getting fucked down my throat by a brute who seemed determined to have his way with me. And I loved it! I sucked him with all the vigor I could muster. "There you go, Boy. Keep that up. Watch those teeth now." With one hand gripping my hair, he reached behind me and smacked my ass, which, of course, startled me, and I lost concentration. I started gagging. I'd just got my breath back when he swatted me again. The first swat hadn't hurt because I hadn't expected it, but the second time stung like a bitch. Because his cock was pillaring my throat, I could do nothing but moan and try to squirm out of harm's way, but he'd have none of it. "Don't fuckin' pull away from me, Boy!" he shouted as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and slapped me hard across the face. The smack sent my head reeling, only to be brought back the other way by another slap. "Don't you ever fuckin' try and get away from me! You got that, Boy?" He grabbed me by the chin. "Okay, I'm sorry." I swallowed hard and tasted blood. "I'm sorry what?" "I'm sorry, Sir." "That's better. Now get on your knees and bend over the bed so I can whip your butt." When I didn't move, he yanked me off the bed till my head thumped on the floor and blood gurgled from my nose which struck the bed frame. He sat on my back, his legs astride my upturned rear, my elbows crooked, abrading on the carpeting. With open palm he cuffed me hard. "You need to be good boy and do what daddy says." He then beat my ass, one cheek, then the other, hard as he could. I went ridged with pain; but since he was sitting on me, I could do nothing but yelp into the cavity beneath the bed. "Yeah, Baby, your ass is nice n' raw and ready to be fucked" He flipped me face-down back on the mattress. I lay there like a rag doll, whimpering. "Now you're ready to get fucked good. You ready for some cock up that sweet pussy?" I didn't answer right away since I was still recovering from the shellacking I'd taken. He didn't like my unresponsiveness, and yanked up my head. "I ASKED YOU, BOY, YOU READY TO GET FUCKED?" "Yes, Sir!" I cried, not sure if I wanted to get fucked or not. It was all happening so quickly, and there was no escape. I could have made a break for it; but fearful as I was, I was inclined to let the fucker have his way with me. Deep down, I wanted him to use me and abuse me. Maybe I even wanted him to kill me! He got on the bed above me and pushed my legs together. "You make that pussy nice and tight. You got that, Boy?" "Yes, Sir," I replied, as his body come down on top of mine. He was sweating profusely, and glided effortlessly up and down my back. I felt a halting trickle as he aimed his yellow stream directly at my ass crack. My ass cheeks still burned, and his urine actually felt medicinal. "You're a sexy Boy, you are. Ever had that sweet ass fucked?" "Is it gonna hurt much?" "It's gonna hurt all right. But I guarantee you'll get to like it." He grabbed a tube of something from the nightstand. It turned out to be KY. He squeezed the it directly on my pissy ass crack and on his turgid cock. He massaged it in my butt hole with his fingers, working a well-lubed digit up my pussy for good measure. He yanked my arm behind my back. "Now beat my meat, cocksucker. Get me lubed up real well." Awkwardly, behind my back, I wrapped my paw about his shaft. The slimy goo stuck to my fingers, and I made sure his dank tool was coated really well. "Now, aim my cock at your hole, Baby, like you want it real bad." I slid his cock about my slick Ass crack, till it was firmly pressed against my cherry. "Raise your hands above your head and keep 'em there. Open your mouth." He jammed a sock from off my foot—black at the heel, dank with sweat, and smelling of B.O—crudely down my throat, and some of it hung out. I could still breath—but other than that, I couldn't make a sound. "Now, Baby, this is gonna hurt real bad. You're gonna wanna buck me off, but I won't let you. You ain't goin' nowhere till I breed you. That's just the way it's gonna be. So lay still, and make it easy on yourself." Now I've read on the internet about guys getting fucked for the first time; and they all said the same crap about how it hurt a little at first, and then all was bliss and shit. Well, let me tell you it ain't that way—especially if you're a virgin and you got one mean mother fucker devastating your ass. Instead of my hole opening up, it compressed like he was fuckin' a balloon. He backed off and started to nudge in again, with the same result. The third time was the charmer. I'd clenched my ass muscles so tight together, I couldn't keep it up. I relaxed for a second, and that was all the opening he needed. In that instant my ass was split by a horrible slimy sexual aberration that plunged into my gut. I screamed; but since the sock in my mouth, I could barely whimper. The torment was stupendous. I felt as if I were being ripped apart. He continued to push into me, but there was nothing I could do. I started to black out, but I was not to be that fortunate. My body clamored for release, but the assault continued. Finally with a grunt I felt his Shaft hit bottom: he'd run out of cock as simultaneously I'd run out of man cunt. I cried hysterically, but my tears had no impact on the pervert ravishing my butt. He kept his rod buried up my ass and continued to rely on his brute strength to pin me to the bed. It seemed like an eternity before he pulled out, and when he did, it felt like he was sucking the guts out of me. I screamed in agony. "Fucking hurt, Boy, didn't it? I'm gonna give you a choice I don't give many of my bitches. You can either learn to take it up the ass or suck me off. When I pull that sock out of your mouth, you're gonna tell me which it is. Got that? A word to the wise, Shithead. If you get to screaming and hollering, you're dead meat, Boy. Your pussy'll never again be suitable for man nor beast alike. I'll see to that." I lay there panting, thinking hard. My ass was screaming as the pain had not subsided. He removed the sock from my mouth, and after about thirty seconds he asked me, "What's it gong to be, Boy? Blow Job? Or you gonna be a real man and take my cock?" I thought about all the crazy things that I'd done—hitchhiked round the world, flown in a balloon, skied in the Alps—all with my father's money. I'd done it all. Or, rather, he had. Yet none of that compared to what I was doing at that instant. None of that had challenged me so that I could test my mettle. I thought of all the macho dudes I'd been brought up with, and all petty shit they'd done to prove their manhood. But I guarantee you that none of them had been through what I just had experienced: none of them had given in completely to another man who'd used his ass—without regard to mutilation, pain or STDs. I was being asked whether I'd had enough; or if I were man enough to take the next step. I honestly didn't know, but I looked him in the eye. "Please, Sir, make me your bitch." I lay my head face down upon the mattress. There was no turning back. "That's my Boy," and the next thing I knew he rammed his cock back in, up to his pubes. I screamed again, but, without the sock, into the pillow. He pulled out quickly, but not all the way; and once again buried his rod as deeply as it would go. The torment was excruciating, but at least it didn't come as a complete surprise. He no longer held his cock in me, but rammed It in until he bottomed, and then withdrew, repeating the agonizing cycle over and over again. With each new thrust my innards were brutally tossed aside to make way for his encroaching tool. I clenched my fists and screamed into the mattress, until—eventually—unable to catch my breath, I whimpered like a baby. After a couple of minutes, my man cunt just gave up and acceded to the throbbing pole hammering my butt. I lay there motionless, near complete exhaustion. The pain subsided to a throbbing soreness. It hurt like hell, but at least it wasn't the stabbing, lightning agony like when I'd first been violated. I lay there grunting like a pig, drool seeping from the corners of my mouth. "Get the fuck up Boy. Come over to the mirror so you can see that ass of yours." He led me to the bedroom door which had a full-length mirror. I looked exhausted. My face was red with the tears still drying on my cheeks. My hair was a mess from being pulled. My cock was as soft as his was big. "Get on your hands and knees and face your pussy to the door." I was presented with an image of my bare butt, red as a beet. Martin shoved two fingers up my hole. After his cock, I could barely feel his digits; and my cunt looked bruised and purple. No longer was it the succinct tight, little hole that showed no sign of opening. It was capable of taking two huge fingers easily (and, later, I discovered, a whole fist). "Now watch this, Baby." He inserted his massive cock up my rectum. I must admit I was fascinated by the sight of it disappearing into my innards. It still hurt, but not as much as earlier. A burning sensation—but that was it. He pumped my pussy a couple of times and completely pulled out. I was amazed to see that my ass did not close up. It remained distended an inch or so, and I could even see the redness of my ass walls. Instinctively I clenched my muscles and my pussy closed up, but not fully. Soon as I had tightened up, he rammed it back in. It was easier when he kept it in me, but he kept plowing in and out. Somehow, without any conscious effort, my asshole had learned to accommodate his cock. It was almost hypnotic—watching his huge meat disappear into my insides over and over again. This went on for several minutes until Martin, appearing bored, pulled out. He left, and I collapsed wearily on the bed. I reached down and felt my pussy. It was sore, but not too bad. I put three fingers in and felt around. I was relieved that there was nothing on my fingers but the slimy pink-stained lube of the KY. I thought for sure I'd been bleeding more than that. I smelled my fingers—nothing but the aroma of butt juice and lube. It was fortunate that I hadn't eaten; and, just by chance, was clean down there. **JAKE** The door opened. It wasn't Martin, but his roommate Jake. He was still wearing just boxer shorts and had a beer in hand. "Martin had to tend to business. Said I should entertain you." He pulled off his boxers. Even though he had a huge belly, it did not conceal the Monster Dick that swung beneath it. It was at least as long as Martin's, but grotesquely thick. Every time I see a beer can, I'm reminded of that shaft. I sat up, but fat Jake pushed me back and lay down on top of me. Once again I adjusted to having a big man on me. But instead of looking down at sheets, I was gazing up directly into the puss of an unshaven, ugly man twice my age. "Martin said you been real good. You did as you were told. He said he got that ass of yours ready for my dick." Leaning forward, he kissed me. Before I could respond his tongue slid down my throat, exploring my oral cavity. He reeked of cigarettes and beer. I turned away. He was revolting. I got nauseous. Before I knew it, another palm come crashing across my brow. "Stop fighting me. If need be, I'll beat the crap outta you. I mean it. Got that?" His slap hurt not as much as Martin's, but it got my attention; and I realized that I couldn't get out of doing what he wanted. "You gonna be a good Boy?" "Yes, Sir." "OK, we're gonna have some fun now, ain't we, Boy?" "Yes, Sir." Once again his lips pressed mine. Once again I realized that I was dealing with someone who was in control, and I was not. His tongue pressed in. Even though he smelled of cigarettes and beer, I had to reciprocate. That was all he needed. He shifted into high gear, invading my ears, nostrils, face and lips. My neck and head were slickened with saliva. My oral and aural cavities filled up with spit. Just as when I was being fucked, I slowly adjusted to the heinous assault. I opened up as wide as possible so he could put as much of him in me as he wanted. I pushed my tongue past his teeth and slithered around inside his nasty mouth. I'd never kissed anyone so passionately. All of my prior kissing had been dry by comparison; and there I was, with this guy's spit all over me, and loving it. He pulled back briefly to inspect my mug, and there were ropes of saliva dangling from his lips. He descended on me again, and I became his willing receptacle. From the corner of my eye, I watched the mirror. I saw and felt the huge nude man spit in my mouth, which only heightened my desire. I wrapped my arms around him until my hands were sliding up and down his sweaty back. I dared to taste the sweat that dripped into my mouth—raunchy—and I loved it. Tentatively, then aggressively, I licked and swallowed. I ran my tongue across his lips, sucking off and swallowing great ropes of spit. He stuck out his tongue, encouraging me; and I sucked him like a lollipop. "Open up those legs, Boy. Let me in." I spread my limbs apart. He reached down and grabbed one leg and hoisted it to his shoulder. Then the other—till my knees were pressed back to the mattress. I'd toyed around with being a gymnast when I was younger, and was still nimble and able to stretch my legs back to that position. My ass was pointed toward the ceiling, at an angle that gave him total access to my hole. Although he didn't ask, I wrapped my arms around my knees and held them there. He leaned back to assess the subjugated, vanquished boy who once again was willing to submit his ass to any cock. "Oh yeah, Boy, you lean real quick. You know what Daddy wants, don't you?" "YOU WANNA FUCK ME LIKE MARTIN DID?" "Yep. I wanna fuck that hole real bad. You want me to do it, don't you, Boy?" "Yes, Sir." I glanced over at the mirror and saw myself. I pulled on my knees still harder so that my ass shot even higher in the air. I wanted to give up my ass to this fat fucker any way he wanted. The name of the game was complete and utter subjugation, regardless of the consequences. "JUST FUCK ME, DADDY! USE MY HOLE!" He quickly closed the gap between us. He found the lube and stroked it over his thick shaft. He applied some to my hole, which had largely dried-up and was becoming at most sticky. He finger-fucked me. If it hadn't been for Martin, the thickness of his digits would have hurt, but my ass was now used to being busted, and it popped open, allowing him to insert another finger and another. "Yer ass is nice and warmed up." He inserted a fourth finger. The last one hurt a little, but my man cunt didn't offer much resistance. In only seconds all four fingers were plying my used hole. Because I had pulled my knees behind my head, my ass was already high enough so he could press his turgid cock against my quivering pussy. "You're one hot bitch, Boy; so I'm gonna give you what you deserve." My ass was once more torn asunder by a monster tool. It felt as if a baseball bat had been rammed up my anus. A grunt escaped my lips. "There you go, Baby. Now you got it," he said as he lowered his body on top of mine. "Open up that ass, kid. Give it to Daddy, n' Daddy's got a gift for you." He let his body relax on top of mine, which caused his dick to inch-in deeper. My hole had already been stretched to the limit, and once again I was having to rearrange my innards to accommodate an unnaturally large rod. Grunting like an animal, I didn't feel human anymore. I was a piece of meat to be devoured by this rapacious man. Instead of repelling the invasion, I pulled even harder on my knees, driving my ass further up his shaft. I wanted to get his cock in as deep as possible, no matter what the consequences. Two more inches plunged into me. I moaned uncontrollably. His face was near enough for me to once more taste his Spit, and I lifted my head and pressed my mouth and lips to his. Wildly, insanely, he plowed my butt as well, until finally I felt his pubes and balls smash against my cunt. He pistoned my hole at a surprising rate—considering how out of shape he was. He was no longer kissing me, but, mere inches from my face, stared directly into my eyes—a countenance of loathsome lust devoid of tenderness and love. He knew his cock was splitting me apart. He slowed his pace to tease me, then, without warning, slammed in deep into my bowels. The pain of impalement was both stupefying and exhilarating. "Want me to cum in you, Baby?" "You can cum wherever you want." "Maybe you want me to cum in your mouth. Maybe you'd like to eat this load of mine." I had never had cum in my mouth before; and, frankly, the idea was disgusting-but I knew I'd let him if he wanted. "Cum in my mouth if you want to." He closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and fucked me harder. Breathing became difficult, but I inhaled as I got used to the cyclic rhythm of his pounding. "Ahhhhhhh, Shit!" He ripped his cock out of my ass, causing me to scream. He pinched his dick head hard, and crawled up the bed, straddling my chest with his huge thighs. "FUCKIN' EAT IT, BOY!" Inches from my face he unpinched his cock. I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue to accept what was my destiny. A stream of thick white goo shot out of his shaft. It didn't land in my mouth, but on my right cheek and dribbled down my neck. The second shot hit my tongue. Instinctively I closed my mouth, and a third volley splattered on my nose and chin. I opened up again; and when I did, he pushed his rod into my orifice, and shot three more loads of jizm down my throat. I craved to have his shit in me. I wanted all his body fluids: his piss, his spit, his crap, his jizm. If he had any STDs I wanted them. What other boy was more deserving? If he had AIDS I prayed I'd get that, too. He was a dream cum true. I gulped down one load, and then another. I ran my tongue around the inside of my mouth to make sure that I was getting all his nasty venom. I kept on swallowing till I was gulping mostly my own spit, but I could still taste his acrid jizm, which adhered to my esophagus. I scooped up his cum from my neck and cheek, and sucked off my fingers. There was a long stringy gob of cum dangling from his piss slit, so I licked his dick head and cleaned-up the cum. He brought his cock closer, and I bathed his shaft with spit. When I had finished cleaning his dick, I closed my eyes and waited for the fat slob to get off me. Because my legs had been pinned behind me, I d begun to cramp from being crunched up so long. I was thinking about the need to stretch, when a stab of pain shot up my rectum. **THE FAMILY** "Hey, Little Buddy, forget about me? Did Jake here fuck that ass of yours? I think he did because your pussy is one loose mother fucker now." "Oh yeah, he took it good and hard, didn't even fight me. You trained him well. He even swallowed my load—the little whore. You could sell that piece of ass real easy." Jake pulled on his boxers. As he closed the door behind him, he reiterated, "You could get good money for him, you know." Martin pulled me to him, my legs resting on his shoulders; and I was hardly aware of the cock up my ass, 'til he once more slammed in to the hilt. I felt the huge tool tear into my sore man cunt. "I ain't finished with you, boy. I ain't cum yet." He began to slam-fuck me hard as he could. All I could do was grip the mattress and hang on. His face once again assumed an ugly snarl, as though he reveled in the damage he was doing. "You're all mine, ain't you, boy?" He was dead serious. "Yes, Sir. I'll do whatever you want." He continued to slam dunk his cock into me. "I got myself a business, and you'd fit in real good. Got another boy I pimp, but he's gettin' worn out. AIDS is takin' its toll, and he's ready for retirement. Could use some fresh meat like yourself. You could make good money, and have some fun besides." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The guy wanted me to sell my body. Earlier in the day I'd just wanted to get out of the house cause I was bored; and here I was—on my back, legs in the air, a poz cock up my ass—and a pimp suggesting I become a prostitute. I couldn't think. He hadn't stopped slamming up my ass, and I was once again enraptured with the pain. "Don't know" I managed to stutter. "Well think about it. When you're laying home in bed tonight, alone and cold, remember how my dick felt up your ass. With your boyish looks, you could make a mint. Gotta strike while the iron is hot and you're young and healthy and still got it." He pulled his Dick out all the way. "YOU LIKE COCK A LOT, DON'T YOU, BOY?" He slammed back in. "YEAH!" I screamed as he plowed my ass. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK THE SHIT OUTTA ME!" I meant every word. I wasn't the same youth who had walked into that restroom to take a leak a couple hours before. I'd become a dirty little slut who craved getting fucked. It didn't matter what the Johns looked like—how old or how fat. All I cared about was sucking cock all day, and taking loads all night. Martin smiled. He knew he had turned me into his dirty little whore. "I'll give you my number, and when you get over the flu, call me. Call me everyday at four. If I got work for you, you get your ass here. Got that?" "Yeah, I promise." "Good. We got a deal then. Now just hold on and let daddy cum." He began a torrid rhythmic fuck and his eyes glazed over as had his roomie's. A minute later his breathing grew tempestuous. "OH FUCK, YEAH! I'M GONNA POP MY NUTS, BOY! HERE CUMS MY JIZM, CUNT!" He pumped furiously. "OH, YEAH! OH, YEAH!" I felt his noxious seed infiltrate my pussy. The new me wanted every drop of his, and I pushed outward with my ass like I was taking a shit, knowing that would open my cunt even more to his sick jizm. "Yeah, Baby! Open that man cunt! You're one good fuck!" He pulled out and wiped his cock off on my face. Re-aiming his hard tool at my pussy, he plunged in again. "Let my spooge work its magic on you. Let me grind it in you nice and deep—so it'll molder and fester. You'd like that, wouldn't you—to become a member of the Family?" I nodded my assent, not understanding the ramifications of his words—not really caring, either. I heard a slurping sound as he plowed my butt. He pumped a couple of times, and with each thrust I could hear his cum gurgle in my innards. It was so fucking nasty, but it turned me on so much. "Now get over here and clean me off. You do this for every trick who cums in you, and they'll tip you good." I grabbed his slimy member and took him down my throat. To my satisfaction I was able to remember how to curb my gag reflex. I wrapped my lips tight about his shaft and sucked what precious little remaining venom I could harvest, deep-throating him to make sure that I had ingested all the toxin to be had. He pulled out, though I tried to hang onto him long as I could. I didn't want him out of me; but, obviously, he'd had enough. "Get your clothes on," he commanded, as he got dressed. When I got off the bed, I realized how sore I was. Not surprisingly my ass muscles were particularly fatigued and tense. I would need a good stretch when I got out of there. Even though my jock strap was wet with spooge and sweat, and my ass was leaking cream, I pulled on my shorts, wondering as I dressed, if this scenario would be repeated with each new trick. I supposed it would. I found my shirt and sat down on the bed. My butt throbbed, evoking memories of the thrashing I'd taken. I was reluctant to clench my rectal muscles, but knowing that if I didn't close my hole, the roomies' jizm would leak out, I squeezed my anus, and notwithstanding the pain, tightened up my hole. My poor pussy had been distended for so long, getting It back in virgin shape was not going to happen over night, if ever. I walked stiffly to the living room. Jake was on the couch, watching TV, the volume turned up really loud. He grabbed the remote and turned it down. "How's that ass, Boy? Get more than what you bargained for?" He turned back to the screen, ignoring me. Martin entered and held out a shred of paper. "Here's my number. Now get on home, and call here every day at four P.M. when you get over the flu. Comprehende?" What flu, I wondered? I felt fine—sore and tired—but, otherwise, pretty good. I stuck the paper in my pocket. "I'll call. I promise." I lied, not sure if I would call or not. I wanted to get out of there. The reality of how I'd been transformed had not yet sunk in. "Be sure to keep in touch. And if you tell anyone about this, you and I are gonna have some words. And I don't think you wanna have words with me." "Yeah. I won't tell. I promise." I meant it. There was no way I was going to discuss the last few hours with anyone, admitting my complicity, let alone that I was seriously considering becoming a male whore. I didn't even have a gay friend to share it with. Who could I tell? He walked me to the door. "Walk two blocks east and catch a cab. Got money on you?" "Yeah. I have $40. It should only take a $10 or $20 to get home." "Give me $20. From now on, you share half of everything you got with me. Might as well start now." I gave him one of my two $20's. "You learn quick, Boy. Gonna be a pleasure workin' with ya. Now get the fuck outta here, and call me when you get over the flu." Again I wondered what he was talking about. I didn't stick around to ask. I walked out the door into the stairwell; and before you could say "jackrabbit," he closed the door behind me. I stood there in a daze. For the past two hours I'd practically been raped, and in the end had given him half my money. What the fuck was wrong with me? The soreness in my ass made walking awkward. I headed east and hailed a cab. The past few hours were the most pivotal of my life. I'd been transformed into someone I didn't think was possible—a guy who'd complacently given up his body to a two sadistic faggots, and let them do with him as they wished—a guy who'd obligingly sucked cock, got fucked, and took their toxic jizm up his ass and down his throat—and who wanted it! I could forget all this had happened. I could call the cops and claim that I'd been raped. But I wouldn't do that. Thankfully, when I got home my parents were nowhere to be found. I went in the bathroom and stared into the mirror. I was surprised I'd even been able to get a taxi. My face was still bright red where they'd slapped me. My hair was a mess and sticky. Apparently a shot or two had landed in my tresses. My ass was red and swollen. The welts would last for days. Thank God I could conceal that from my parents. I could make up some lame excuse about my face—that I had gotten in a friendly tussle with a buddy. my jockstrap was dirty, but I doubted mom would notice as it gets quite dirty when I sweat. Overall, no one had to know what had happened, and what would likely happen in the future, except Martin, Jake, and me. I hopped in the shower and massaged my anus. I got a sudden urge to take a dump. I rushed out of the shower and sat down quickly on the can. I had a minor case of gas and diarrhea. I felt the excrement egest my man cunt, accompanied by several soundless farts. When I reached down to wipe my ass, I was surprised to find no trace of brown. I saw clumps of white floating in the bowl. So that's what happens what someone fucks you! I stuck a finger in my Hole and felt around. It came out slimy pink; my fingertip was jizz-covered. I raised my digit to my lips and sucked it clean. I finished my shower, put on my robe, and climbed gingerly in bed. A horrible thought occurred to me. I raced into the bathroom and retrieved my shorts. I found the paper with Martin's number on it. I put the paper on my desk. That little shred of cellulose was my salvation, my only concrete link to what, in time, I would become.

Last week i soent a few days in Tulsa Oklahomas and over 3 nights i collected a total of 20 loads. I stayed at a cheap motel, posted ads on the usual bbrt, gridr, amd tried community under craigslist. My second night i got a message from. A guy whom said he was finishing his shift as a trucker and needed to unload. So i sent him my room number, told him id be ass in. Air waiting and that a guy had already bred me an hour or so before. 20 mins later he wasnt showing so i walked over to the window to watch out for him, 2 mins later in walked this husky daddy who was about 50. Mayne 6'1", belly (which i love), a small amount of fascial hair. He said, "get ready to suck some dick boy"...so i did. as he unsipped and i approached his crotch, i was amazed by its thickness but more beautiful were the thick full sack of balls he was carrying. This next thing may gross others out but i loved it. His crotch smelled so bad, like piss ans sweat. Coukd tell he had been oj the road all day. I dove rigth in, started lickmg him and it grew very nicely. after a bit i went between his legs and licked and sucked on his bull balls. They were smooth, and started smelling better with my saliva oj them. He was moaning and kept telling me that fags know how to suck the best. next this, i stood up, bent over the best and to my surprisse he grapped my nipples and sucked on them telling me his wifes titties were much smaller and loves a milk filled boy. He them spit on my hole, and slid in slowly. He was balls deep and moaned telling me the pussy was so sweet.... He then pounded me nicely and before cumming told me to get back on my knees and suck "more of daddies trucker cock". Now his dick was sweat, funk amd cum and best of all my ass juices. I was in heaven.... the night ended by him ramming it in me a few more times ans unloading. He thanked me, washed off and got dressed. As a gentleman, i walked him to the door and the light from the hallway revealed a deformed faced man, with a crooked eye, and best of all these hideous boils on his head. He was so nasty, i invited him back the next night amd he gave me two loads in next visit.... i love beign a slut bottom for the ugliest fuckers ever.....

Mary is a 24 years old and she is very active, works out, takes classes and has a part time job. Her husband Dan is a tell very good looking guy who is trying to climb the latter at work and puts in too many hours and he also travels for work a lot. They used to face-time and help each other get off but they rarely do that anymore. Mary had needs and over the last year they have grown and Mary started searching for online, harmless attention and she started having video chats with a guy in Denver. She felt this was safe since they were more than a thousand miles away from each other. They would talk dirty to each other and she would show off her wand and toys and dress up for Mike the guy in Denver. She would cum a few times and then he would jack off and shoot all over a picture of her he had captured on his phone while the were video chatting. She say good night and sign off and sleep better than she had in month. She would always let Mike know when Dan was coming home and for how long so they could time their sessions and without talking to Mike she found another guy in Dallas who had a bigger dick than Mike and she started video chatting with him. Mike was sexy at 33 5'11 180 muscled and 8" pretty thick but Marco was 6'4 200 all muscle and 9" uncut Greek guy. So hot and masculine. She definitely thought they were both hot but if she had to pick she would pick Marco with his dark skin, tall muscled body and that huge dick. She was happier than she had been a long time and all her friends and family could hear it in her voice. Mike started having her tell him about guys she saw at the gym. He would say tell me about the hottest guy today at the gym, what does he look like and why did he catch your attention? What do you want him to do to you, This got Mary looking at lots of guys sexually and wondering what it would be like to be fucked and breed by a lot of hot guys at the gym. She would never act on it but it was hot talking with Mike about it. This went on for weeks and Mary kept talking about this tall blonde guy at the gym. She even knew his name Sven. He was from Sweden, hot like a model and his short always showed a bulge. He was in Grad School and spent a lot of time at the gym. She would cum hard when she would talk about him using her wand. She also continued to talk with Marco and show off for him and admire his body and that big member of his. She had told Mike about Dan's weekend retreat with the boy. They were going fishing and would be gone for five days over a weekend. Mike had made plans to be in town while Dan was with his buds. Mike had not told Mary but after he arrive he sent her a text and told her he was in town and that he would finally like to meet her. She did not respond right away, he waited five minutes and called her. She answered and said hello, how are you and they made small talk and he asked her to meet him at the hotel bar for a drink. She said I am not going to cheat on my husband I just need you to know that. MIke said that was not an issue and that they would just have a chance to meet. She agreed but she was a bit nervous being seen in public with Dan. She showed up at seven as agreed and Mike was even better looking in person. He welcomed her and gave her a hug. They sat and he told her he would grab them drinks, she asked for a sex on the beach and off he went. When he arrive back he gave her her drink and since she was nervous she drink it quickly. The buzz hit her and the G Mike slipped in the drink. Mike grabbed another round and she sipped this one, she told Mike how horny she was getting. He told her he brought some toys and she should come up not to have sex but to show him in person how she makes herself cum. She agreed after he promised to sit and stay in a chair while she pleasured herself. When they entered his room he got the toys from the dresser and placed them on the bed and then stripped and sat in the chair three feet from the bed. Mary slowly took her clothes off while his dick got hard and he stroked it. She kept looking over it and fighting the urge to suck his dick for him. She got up on the bed and slipped her panties off and then started rubbing her already wet pussy. She grabbed a toy and started using the vibrator and closed her eyes and moaned. Mike moved the chair closer and when she looked up she smiled and then told Mike how amazing it felt, She closed her eyes again while she inserted the vibrator and when she opened them his chair was right next to the bed . She inserted the vibrator again and then she felt Mikes hand on her leg tracing his way to her inner thigh. She kept using the vibrator and he eventually had his fingers right next to the vibrator. She pulled the vibrator out and he started to finger her pussy. She moaned and opened her legs a little wider and he started to deeply insert two fingers, She moaned and shook as he got off the chair and onto the bed and soon he was licking her wet pussy while he finger banged her. It was not long till she came hard and he kept fingering her and licking that wet kitty. He eventually pulled his fingers out and began kissing his way up to her nipples and sucked the left on and then the right with a little nibble and she moaned and whimpered and then up to her neck and kissed on her neck as he rubbed his big dick on her clit. Back and forth in a fucking motion and then he changed the direction and slowly slit in her wet cunt. She opened her eyes and looked like she knew what she was doing was wrong but no words came out and she made no effort to stop Mike from fucking her. Eventually he was pounding her pussy and shoved deep and shot his load inside her. She had cum four times since the night started. Mike fucked her four times that night and they finally fell asleep and when Mike woke Mary had slipped out of the room. Mary once she got in her car had to feel her wet cummy pussy and although she wishes she had not done it she was so hot that he came inside her so many times. She felt like a real woman not like her husband makes her feel.

Chapter 1: By the time I was 23 I had become quite a cum slut. I couldn’t seem to get enough cock and cum inside me, I would hook up with younger guys, older guys – I had to have cock. Before that It took me all of about a year to go from just being a bareback bottom to full on bug chasing and I wanted a man to convert me. I’ve always barebacked. I think bare is the only way I men should fuck, and I was getting fucked a lot -- especially right before I converted. To a point, I mostly didn’t think a lot about getting infected, I just wanted to take loads from as many guys as I could and occasionally share mine. The anonymous encounters were the best and always got my cock squirting. Then something happened that had not happened before, one of my favorite fuck buds informed me that he had just tested positive for HIV. I didn’t react badly, to be honest, we wound up talking on the phone and in person about it. We were pretty close for fuckbuds and one thing led to another … he fucked me and stayed the night, neither of us seemed to care. We had been chasing HIV, we weren’t dumb, and so it wasn’t entirely a surprise when one of us tested poz. I even created a profile on BBRT with a status of 'Positive' and began exclusively hooking up with guys whose status was listed as 'Positive', 'Undetectable', or 'Not sure'. The versatile 'Not sure' guys were my favorite guilty pleasure. Sure enough at some point, one of the many loads of cum I took, maybe even the one of the ones from my fuck bud, sealed the deal for me. I remember the day I got the news. Since the time my fuck bud told me he tested poz I had tried to mentally prepare myself for those words, I had been having a lot of bareback sex with him and lots of other guys, and I thought to myself, 'I guess you got what you wanted. Now you’re a poz cum slut'. To some it might seem perverted but I boned up when I got the call about my test results. The nurse confirmed it and, of course, the doctor, who I thought was kind of hot, wanted me to come back in to discuss treatment. I honestly had a raging hard-on the entire time he talked to me, and while part of me hoped he didn’t notice, part of me hoped he did. Anyhow, he told me that day that my viral load was very high, in fact it was almost one million. He also told me my viral load might well continue to rise for a while, and I should avoid sexual contact, as there was a substantial risk that at this point, more than down the line, that I would infect any guys with whom I played. I got back to my car, a little sweaty, head spinning, and realized I was incredibly turned on; I’d had a lot of sex chasing this bug and testing poz just now was the result of that. I was just 23 years old, and I was HIV+. An evil grin crossed my face, I knew that a lot of other men, hopefully, would end up HIV+ at the firing end of this boy’s rock hard dick. I jacked off right there in the hospital parking lot. Sweaty, tired and covered in poz cum, I took off my shirt, wiped up the mess, and drove home. (The backstory ... I decided to create a new story ... more chapters to follow soon, hope you guys enjoy)

Trevor is totally straight, never sucked, touched or even attempted to be with a guy. He got plenty of action being 29 5'11 blonde, blue eyed, muscled athletic body, tatted sleeve on his left arm and a few other tats along with model looks. He got hit on a lot by guys and over the years there were a few times he fantasized about what it would be like to have a guy suck hid big dick (9") and a few guys he even thought about fucking. Young guys with bubble butts who hit on him but he never acted on any of that. He knew he was straight and he only wanted pussy! Trevor was in San Diego for work for a week, there was a gym right down the street so he paid a week membership and hit the gym after checking in to his room. There were only guy in the gym no women, he was a bit bummed. He had hoped he would be able to pick up a local hottie to fuck in his hole. He got lots of attention in his shorts with his bulge showing. Most of the guy in the gym seemed to be gay with the exception of two others and himself. There was a attractive Latin Military guy and a college guy both 5'8 the Latin was all muscled up and a big fat ass. The dark haired thin college guy was thin everywhere but his bubble butt. Trevor worked out but drifted off a few time thinking about both of them sucking him off him fucking their ass. Working out always made him horny. Neither of the guy every made an attempt to hit on Trevor and one left and the other hit the locker room. There were two gay guys who followed him in to the locker room so I decided to finish my workout and head back to the hotel and rub one out. Trevor passed the front desk and there was an envelope there with his agreement and pass etc. When he got back to the hotel there was a note in envelope. It just had a website address on it. StraightnHorny.us. He laid it on desk with the agreement and took a shower and put on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. Grabbed his laptop and checked his mail and then grabbed the note and typed in the website. It had men and women at the top and several articles about why sex is just sex. One talked about gay men fucking pussy and the other on the front talked about how Straight men sometime just need no strings hook ups and using a gay guy to get off is like jacking off and using your hand. Just read more and then as he scrolled down there were videos of straight guy getting head from gay guys. Fuck he thought, that is hot as fuck. His dick was getting hard and he pulled it out from the leg and started rubbing it. He watched each of the videos and he was convinced he should seriously consider letting a dude blow him. He then notice a link all the way down at the bottom and he hit it and it opened a Blow and Go site. There were three options, Service, Glory Hole and Cum Dumps. He hit the Service and lots of ads popped up with pictures of guys who wanted to service straight guy. Trevor thought not sure about this as he glanced thought the pictures but he opened one that said Bi guy to service straight dick. The guy definitely is the kind of guy he would hang out with back home and search for pussy. He hit him up and said Straight guy here for the week and looking to be serviced. Never had a guy suck my dick before but always thought about it. He scrolled thought and ended up comping and pasting the same message. Four emails went out and he sat back wondering how this all worked. While he went back to the other site and clicked a box that said ask a straight guy anything. In the bio the guy said he started to site to help straight guys. Trevor clicked it and a live chat came up and the guy text "hey straight guy" Welcome to the site and I am here to answer any questions. Trevor - Hey is this site for real? Mike - Yes, absolutely. It was created to help straight guy remove barriers. Just because you let a dude service or you get off an a woman's pussy or ass for gay guys it does not change your sexuality and who you are. It took me a long time to realize this and this is my way of giving back. Trevor - Dude, that is amazing. I love pussy but I have to admit that I have thought about getting head from a guy and if this works out it will be my first time. Any advice, not sure how to get it rolling if one of the guy hits me up and I have him over to the hotel. Mike - Just be clear about what you want, for instance if you want to open the door and let the guy in with no small talk, have him unbutton your pants and pull them down and fish out your dick and start servicing you or say to follow you to a chair and you take off your towel or open your robe etc. Tell the guy if you need him to swallow your load, do you like your balls licked, ass eaten. You do not have to leave anything to chance. Just be clear about what all you want. Trevor - Fuck that makes total sense. I can do that! Damn, so these guy will lick balls and eat ass too? I love my hole eaten. Mike - Not everyone is into it but if you tell them what you want up front you will get it if they are into it. Trevor - Thanks man, hope one of the guys hits me back. Mike - They will, hit me up and let me know how it goes. Trevor went back to answering emails and checked his private account every few minutes to see if any of the guys answered.

Part of my morning routing is to jerk off to bareback porn...till I cum in my hand and lick it clean. I do love a mouthful of cum and I will not let it go to waste. Do you eat your load? For the tops amongst of you, do you like a bottom cumming and eating his own load while giving you bj?

I seriously hope not. How can this turn somebody on? Would you fetishize cancer or a flesh-eating disease? Probably not. There might be a VERY small percentage of bugchasers who will fetishize COVID, but I can't imagine even that being popular for a single day.

Life is a risk. To me his story is a reminder to grab the bull by the balls, twist, and hang on for the ride. Thanks for writing it!

289 Guess I'm a much bigger whore than even I imagined. Being an old guy that's been sucking dick since I was in my early teens, and got fucked for the first time when I was in my late teens, I guess I've had a lot of opportunity to make those numbers add up. Seeing all these "experiences" brought back some sexual memories that I haven't thought of in years. It was enjoyable to remember them.

From the Spa Excess website..... "MAR 17: COVID-19 UPDATE Well, there’s some good news… …And some bad news. Let’s start with the good stuff! Not only will the renovations be completed for March, but they’re lining up to finish EARLIER than projected! The Club. Looks. Beautiful! It smells like an alpine fantasy, and everyone has been working around-the-clock to bring back your favourite hot spot! In fact, we’re expecting everything to be finished and pristine for Monday, March 23rd. As you can imagine, we’re very excited for you to be able to come in and enjoy the newly revitalised space BUTT… we’re gonna have to wait a little longer because here comes the rough stuff:As people around the World face the evolving realities of COVID-19, everyone is adapting to limit the spread and effects of this pandemic. It’s so exciting that the club’s refurb is almost done but the priority for everyone right now is public safety. Social distancing is impossible at our facilities and our decision to remain closed until further notice is being reinforced by every level of Government and medical expertise. COVID-19 is an unprecedented event and requires an unprecedented response from each of us. We will continue to provide updates from here and keep you up to date on everything we know as we know it. Take care of yourself, take care of your loved ones and work together. All of our best wishes to you, Your friends at Spa Excess"

The software that runs the site has the capability and RawTOP set it up in an effort to reduce spam. It's pretty much a constant battle with social media of any kind to keep bots and trolls from spamming the site into uselessness, and the perpetrators of such keep upping the ante. The current member levels here are "New", "Junior", regular (no prefix) Member, and "Senior". I just kicked over into senior myself, and I've been here for something like 8 years I think. But "New" only lasts a short while. Just keep posting and you'll get to Junior before you know it.

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

Part 1; I met my boyfriend on a dating app. I was on it because that is what I wanted to find. He was of a short lean build, and 17 years my senior. My preference physically is that of someone who is a serious weightlifter. But in the game of finding love, concessions do have to be made. I was 21, and I was an anal sex virgin. Yes, I had sucked plenty of Dick, been rimmed, fingered, and kissed, but, that was it. I was saving my virginity for someone who would convert me. Yes, for a few years now I had been craving to become poz, and during that time I had read many forums, and know I was not alone in my quest. However, I didn't want it to be with some random. I wanted it to be from someone I know, and would have in my life in whatever capacity, boyfriend, friend, fuck buddy, whoever. I craved to have whoever would do the deed be part of my physical life, not just course through my veins. We had our first date in an old fashioned way, in a restaurant, and we really got on. We spoke about literally everything except sex. I knew he was a top, and vice versa. We had two dates like this, and we took our third one to his place. Still dining, but much more intimately. During our meal which he lovingly prepared and cooked (and it was delicious), he suddenly switched the conversation to a topic we had not remotely covered; - Do you use condoms when getting fucked? - Well, the thing is, er ... - Yes? - I'm a virgin! - Seriously? - Yes. I've been saving myself. I have done lots of other stuff, just never had a Dick in my Ass. He cleared his throat ... - OK. So of course you will be HIV negative. I hope this doesn't change anything between us, but, I am HIV+, and I do much prefer to fuck BARE! I liked where this was going, especially as we were heavily heading towards the direction of becoming romantically involved. - Are you on medication then? - Er, well, the thing is, I know I became positive 3 years ago, and was diagnosed 2 years ago.I do have a VL that hovers around between 90k to 155k. But have a healthy CD4 count, and feel fine, so, I haven't started medication yet. FUCK, this was Music to my ears. I couldn't respond verbally, as I got lost in his beautiful eyes. He had me. Or did he? - How comes you are smiling? You seem to be more than happy to hear what I have just told you!? - OK, the thing is this. I have been saving myself as I am a bug chaser, and I want whomever converts me to have a permanent position in my life. - I see. Well, as you know we really like each other, however, we need to discuss this properly. We chatted a bit more about it, then organically we spoke about other things too, which we of course found very easy with one another. I stayed over, and we had some FUN which culminated in him shooting his wonderful toxic seed down my throat. We went to bed, where we spooned, which felt magical with a guy I really really liked.

As I walk around in a towel I see inside rooms men sucking , fucking ,fisting and those not doing anything are looking at me like fresh meat to jump on top of, which I don't mind. I can't hide my hard on as one ask if if I want to dump a load into this hole he is pointing at. My dick leads the way as I drop my towel as stick my dick in the bottoms hole and he is already loaded with cum, as I bang away on this sloppy hole. Behind me I'm being kissed and a finger going in my hole then 2 fingers with something else as it's starting to burn as I explode a big load in his hole. As I pull away the person behind me says boy that is some load you put in that faggot hole, as he takes me to the big room to meet his friend. Both of them have monster dicks as they lay down dragging me along. I'm trying to service this dick as the one behind me I feel the head rubbing my hole. He says to his friend you think we can POZ 2 tonight, little do they know I'm already POZ but why kill the moment. The dick Is going in and I really like the feeling as I back up onto his dick. He says what faggot you are then pounds me trying me to scream in pain as I'm having so much fun with a booth bump in my hole. He pulls out as I climb on top of the one who's dick I was sucking and sit right down till I'm balls deep as he pulls me to his chest as I feel his friend dick pushing in so they are going to DP me, I guess I'm in PIG HEAVEN

My stories are completely fiction for the purpose of sexual fantasy only. Since these stories are shorter, I've decided to keep the chapters together in one forum. I think that makes more sense as my stories are related with returning characters, etc. Anyway, enjoy. The Broken Jock IV: The Pitcher This is Adam again. I’ve been pretty busy since I got whored out by Poz9in and Hank at a motel room last year taking every stranger’s load up my butt. I still don’t know if Hank is poz, or if he just wanted to see poz loads go up my neg hole. Being the submissive young jock that I am, I took all loads that night. Now I am a kept boy, living with Leon. Leon is a wealthy investor and has a big cut poz cock that he fucks me with. He’s not a looker by any means. He might be what you think of when you say “ugly sex is hot.” He is rough sometimes, but overall he is good to me. With the new season of softball coming up, he told me that some of the poz tops who converted me had created a “guild” of some kind with the aim to charge up as many of my teammates as possible. I was at first not interested in helping them, but then the more I thought on it, my dick would grow hard. Leon wanted the pitcher, Von, to take his load first. Von was probably the biggest challenge of all my teammates. He was 30, super attractive with dark wavy hair and brown eyes, a beefy, bi top, and he had a girlfriend. He only let the guys suck him off—he really likes blowjobs from guys, and he lets everyone on the team know that his dick and wad were available to all cocksuckers. Most of the team has taken Von up on his offer. We openly talk about Von’s cock on the field. He loves the attention. So at our season opener party at the team’s sponsor bar, I was tasked with convincing Von to come over and let me suck him off while Leon played with his asshole. Von was not into it at first but when I told him that Leon would pay him, he nodded, “Yeah. Maybe I can handle that for that price.” “Can he fuck you?” I asked bluntly. Von paused to think. I offered more money. “He’s poz, right? I have a girlfriend,” he said. “He’d wear a condom,” I countered. “Well, I could really use that amount of cash. Does it hurt?” Von asked taking a big swig of his beer. He has never been fucked before. “Some at first, but then you get used to it, and then it feels good,” I answered. “Okay. I’ll do it if you’ll be there, too.” “I will. I’ll be sucking that amazing cock of yours.” “Nice,” Von smiled. After that I checked on Caleb who was getting pretty hammered thanks to Coach and the guild. “You doing okay there, Caleb?” I asked. He downed a shot that Coach had paid for and said, “This is great! I’m having a blast. I can’t wait until our first game.” “We’re a fun team, as you can see.” The bar was nearly filled to capacity with gay men. “And we have lots of fans.” Just then Clyde pinched my butt as he walked by, and Caleb blushed. Clyde and his partner John double fucked me that night in the motel room. My hole was pretty sore after that night. I occasionally visit Clyde and John for a hot repeat double penetration fuck when Leon gives them permission. Having two cocks up my ass is my biggest turn on now, so Leon will sometimes invite over random, available tops from online so that they can both double load my hole. “See that guy over there? The bearish older guy with the blue cap?” I nodded over toward Coach4Jox. Caleb looked over at Coach. “Yes. He’s been buying my shots.” “Good. If you get too wasted, let him walk you home. He’ll make sure you get there.” Von came over then and whispered to me, “We should do this soon. I’m supposed to have dinner with Holly tonight.” With the deal set, I called Leon and told him to rig a condom. “Von is coming over.” “Fuck yes! Don’t tell him that his fine ass is going to get a charged load today!” “He’s a virgin back there, so go easy. You can have his ass. I get his cock.” I teased. ________________ When we arrived at our place, Leon abruptly told Von to take off his pants and underwear but leave everything else on. Von did as he was instructed. His hairy ass and legs exposed below his jersey. “Here’s the payment.” Leon handed Von a wad of cash. “All right!” Von put the cash down in a pocket of his pants. As he bent over, Leon got behind him and humped his bare ass so that Von could feel his hard cock through his jeans. “Get on all fours on the bed,” Leon ordered. Von did as he was told and I got on bed too, facing up with my mouth directly under the team’s prized suckable cut cock. I’ve sucked it before and love when he unloads in my mouth. I began licking the piss slit as Leon got on his knees to worship Von’s hole. “Spread your legs more, Von,” Leon ordered. Von spread his legs more lowering his ass on the bed and his cock pushed into my mouth. “Fuck, that is a fine hole you have.” Von moaned as Leon began licking and eating his hole. Von’s sweet precum flowed onto my tongue and I swallowed. Leon worked Von’s hole for 20 minutes, getting it wet, getting it prepared for its first dick—poz dick. “You gonna let me fuck that tight hole, Von?” “Yeah. Go slow though,” Von replied. “Put on a rubber, okay?” “I’m already on it, big guy.” I listened as the condom rapper was ripped open. And then I heard Leon open the can of Crisco that was under the bed. I sucked Von’s cock as I looked up at Leon. His pants and briefs were down to his knees. He grinned down at me as he oiled up his large poz cock wrapped in a condom with the tip cut off. He then put a greased up finger into Von’s butthole. “Yeah stud. You like having a man inside there?” Leon teased. Von didn’t answer but just moaned as Leon continued to slick up his hole with more Crisco and more fingers. Leon was ready to enter Von’s greased up hole. I pulled out a fresh bottle of poppers from my pocket and gave it to Leon. “That’s my boy.” Leon positioned himself over Von with his cock pressed against his pucker. He put his arm around Von’s neck and placed the poppers under his nose. “Inhale, Von” Von breathed in the vapor from the poppers. “Again!” Von did as instructed. “Now again. And hold it in for as long as you can.” Von complied. When he exhaled he prepared for another hit as Leon moved the bottle to the other nostril. “Again.” I listened as Leon took a hit and watched as he push his cocked against Von’s hole. Von gave out a sigh, indicating that he was flying on the poppers. With all the prep Leon had done on Von’s hole, his cock popped in relatively quickly. Von yelled out, “Fuuuuck!” “Yes!” Leon replied as he pushed further in. “That’s a tight fuckin hole you have, Von.” “Ahhh! Fuuuck!” Von said. I sucked him aggressively, trying to help him take his mind off of the invading cock. Trying to help Leon stealth poz our team pitcher. “I’m all in,” Leon reported. I looked up between Von’s legs to see Leon’s shaved balls pressed against Von’s hairy scrotum. Leon let Von acclimate a bit before moving his cock back. I watched as Leon pulled half way out of Von and plunge back in. That’s when the fucking began. Leon pushed in and out, fucking Von in large strokes. Leon and I kept our eyes on the rigged condom, waiting to see Leon’s bare cockhead breech the rubber. After about ten minutes of fucking Von, Leon pulled his cock out and moved the condom down his shaft, allowing his cock to break through the top. Leon winked at me with my mouth full of Von’s hardon, and then he pressed against Von’s hole with his raw leaking cockhead. I watched as Leon’s cock pulsed for more poz precum before it pushed into Von’s neg butt to begin the stealthing. “Ah, yeah!!” Leon exclaimed. “Nice hole on you, man! I’m going to fuck that hole up.” Von was grunting with every stroke of Leon’s cock that stretched open his rectum. Leon continued his assault on Von’s unprotected hole, and overtime, succeeded in pushing the entire rubber down to the base of his cock. When I saw that Leon was full on bareback fucking Von’s neg virgin hole with his raging poz boner, I knew it wouldn’t take long. I heard Von between grunts when he said, “I’m close, dude. Swallow it.” I sucked Von’s hard cock like never before to get that sweet cum that the team talks about at practice. Von’s cock pulsed in my mouth and a massive blast of sperm flooded over my tongue and into my throat. His young neg cum was just as sweet as always. As I swallowed Von’s load I heard Leon start to build up to climax. “Ah! Fucking going to cum. Fucking sweet hole on you, man.” Leon yelled out as he tends to do when unloading into a man’s hole. He flooded Von’s neg hole with his high viral load jizz and began fucking it in hard. Von yelled out in pain with the now brutal assault Leon was giving him. “Stay still! I gotta bruise up that hole good.” I got up from under Von. I stood next to the bed and watched as Leon covered up Von’s gorgeous mouth with his hand as he brutally fucked Von’s hole. The broken condom at the base of Leon’s cock was shiny and wet. And I could see white poz cum as it swirled around Von’s reddened pucker each time Leon’s shaft punched in. I knew that Leon was actively trying to charge up Von. He was a trooper, though, knowing we were almost done. Later, Leon made a show of throwing away the used condom. I don’t know if Von caught on to being stealthed, but he seemed happy to leave the house with a sore hole and with enough money to buy an engagement ring.

-Tim The following is a love story, at times you might get tangled up in its [banned word] plot but it is a love story. As it is almost impossible to have a love story without passion and entanglement of two beings, I will warn you that as I fill you in on how this love came to be, I must also warn you that for a species to continue intercourse amongst both sexes needs to be involved. Hence there will the mention of straight or bi-sexual encounters, this does not mean that is the emphasis of this story, just the means to the ends of how things occurred. My Name is Timothy, I have in some ways taken on the role of family historian and I have an identical twin brother Thomas, I also have a older brother Robert, and four younger brothers. Now you might assume that this is your typical large family or even might consider we might be of a religious sect that encourages large families, both assumptions are false. Dad was born in the early spring of 1979 and Mom in late Spring of the same year, they met in high school and began dating in their sophomore year, but beyond make out sessions my Parents were considerate of my grandparents feeling about sex before marriage or at least till they both were of legal consenting age. As I implied they had been dating for almost three years by the time the graduated high school and it was planned to be an august wedding, as the end of March approached Mom and Dad went to the drive in with their best friends Matt and Alice, Dad drove a pickup with a shell over the bed, he had thrown in a twin mattress and included a couple of blankets to keep warm if it became chilly. He backed into the stall so they could kick back and “watch” the movie. Matt and Alice sat on the tailgate under another blanket. To the casual observer they were just a gaggle of teens watching a movie at the drive in. In reality Alice’s hand was stroking Matt's cock under the blanket while Mom was making dad hard and juicy. Beth you see had turned 18 just three days earlier and Fred’s digital ministrations on her female parts on her birthday had her in sexual overdrive, she took dad’s cock into her mouth and added her saliva to his ample precum just before she impaled herself down his ridged tool, she rode him for a short while and he quickly shot his huge load into her womb. Matt and Alice shimmied back and lay down near their friends as Matt took dads cock into his mouth, Alice licked Beth’s juicy clit before they both crawled up and shared the sexual juices with their best friends. With the wedding just weeks away Beth skipped her period, Fred and Matt continued to meet up after their respective job along with Beth and Alice, sometimes it would be dad and Matt Just taking turns pounding each other and sucking the cream out of their ample tools as Mom and Alice made out and rubbed their muffs together, while other times it was more of a Bisexual orgy with everyone getting filled up with Dad’s and Matt’s big loads of semen. They traded back and forth and by the time Mom walked down the isle on grandpa’s arm, her maid of honor was with child as well. Mom and Alice made perfect beards for Fred and Matt, and Dad and Uncle Matt provided perfect cover for Mom and Alice. My Grandparents were affluent and Dad and Mom got really good educations and went to really good colleges. Dad you might say had the Midas touch, as every project he touched in his tech job ended up in the forefront of the tech boom that proceeded the y2k crunch. He bought a large estate and built a small house to the front of the property if you consider 2400 square feet small. Robert was born in early March of 1998, Mom by the end of April was going to doctor to find out why she hadn’t started her period and was told that she was pregnant again. Aunt Alice delivered our half-brother, Sam, in early May and by September she was again pregnant, this time by Matt. Mom discovered in July it was determined it was twins, Thom and I arrived a bit early as a early Christmas present. I was to later find out that the sex parties continued all through Mom and Alice’s pregnancies or at least through the beginning of their third trimesters, you might say our first taste of cock and cum came while still in the womb, as both Dad and Matt spewed huge amounts of cum. By the end of February mom was once again pregnant once again and upon going to the doctors learned that was another set of twins, only DNA test showed not only were they paternal twin but one was dads and by some miracle the other was Matt’s once again the sex parties continued through the third trimesters with both mom and Alice. My brothers, Marcus and Michael, were delivered in early December 1999 just before Thomas and my birthdays, Sean was born in July of 1999 and mom discovered she was once again pregnant with identical twin in late January of the new millennium, James and Johnathan were born in October close to Halloween. Shortly after Thomas and I were born, Mom and dad hired a live in nanny to look after the brood of babies and toddlers Aunt Patty as she was to become to be known as shared mom and allice’s taste of women and soon joined in on the sex parties and shortly found herself knocked up as well by my dad, Devin was born in November of 2000 Well there you go the line up of guys which will play a part in this love story. It was getting crowded living in the 4 bedroom house at the front of the property by the time Sam arrived and with Mom being with child again, Matt began designing a much larger House set back on the property, it was a mansion with 10 bedrooms 6 bathrooms, a rumpus room a family room, a formal living and dining room a spacious kitchen, Gymnasium complete with locker room, spa, steam room and sauna, a mud room that lead in from the gardens, pool and running track, later he added in a outdoor kitchen along with a in ground spa and gazebo. By the time Thomas and I were born it was well on it’s way to being complete enough to camp out in in warmer weather and by the time my middle brothers were born it was nearly complete and habitable. Mom, Aunt Alice and Aunt Patty continued to live in the smaller house, with Sam, Sean and Devin, but were ever present in my brothers and my lives. By the time Jon and Jamey were one it was two separate households integrated in one family unit, however the sex parties had ceased, dad claiming he already had enough sons for an athletic team. My brothers full blood and half grew up with all the love and support that any child would need, we were 10 boys growing up just like any other group of boy, we did the usual boy things played with whatever toys that all the other boys played with, though we basically had some luxuries that many children don’t get the crowd we hung with outside the family unit were from affluent families as well and we went to the best schools, got good grades and participated in team and individual Sports. With both Dad and Matt promoting good healthy life habits, and being athletic and active. Rob, went for football in the fall and enjoyed Wrestling in the spring, Thom went for track in the fall and wrestling in spring, I chose Football in fall and Baseball in spring, Michael went a slightly different route with drama club and diving, Marcus enjoyed Marching band and Baseball, Jon and James both went for track and wrestling. With so many wrestlers in the family it wasn’t unusual to find us grappling with each other somewhere in the house or out on the lawn. As Thom and I entered our senior year in high School Rob went off to college at University of Washington, I had already applied to several colleges as did my brothers and we waited to see where we would be accepted. By the time I was in my early teens I knew I was not really interested or turned on my girls, but I kept my preference to myself, I knew dad was gay, as Mom was a lesbian, Dad in a relationship with Uncle Matt, Mom with Aunt Alice and Patty. My senior year had me frustrated, constantly trying to hide my hard on, many times carrying my books low to conceal the prevalent bulge. I was 6’1” tall 155 pounds had dirty blond hair and green eyes a chiseled body from my working out and sports and a 9.5-inch cock. From what I could tell, all of us boys were large in the genital department as we all had bodies that made both sexes stop and admire. Thom was identical in most areas with the exception of where his muscles bulked from the different sports he played, but we would work out together and sometimes pass as one another. The first half of the year was pretty typical football practice, homework, exams and hanging out with my friends and brothers, going to their games, meets, performances and recitals. On one occasion, I was at a preliminary wrestling meet watching Thomas, Jamey, Jon in their respective weight classes and years, Thom being in Varsity and Jamey and Jon being Junior varsity. As I watched I tried very hard not to spring a boner in my sweat pants, although it was a losing cause for the most part and I simply sat in the bleachers watching the various parings grapple on the mat. Thom went in and was matched up with a beautiful redhead of about the same size and musculature and as I watched them grapple and paw at each other I noticed one of his teammates sitting off to the side having to adjust his cock in his singlet several times as he stared at Thom and the redheads asses and slowly engorging bulges as Thom finally took down the redhead. The teammate then did some cleaver adjusting as he was called to the mat in the next weight class to go against a Latino wrestler, he seemed to be familiar with as they trash talked a bit before the guy was pinned to the mat, being out grappled their bulges were quite pronounced as they left the mat. I trapped my massive woody between my thighs tucking it back with the straps of my jock. I was glad that the term was coming to a close and I would soon be back with my family for the holidays. I sauntered up to Thom and congratulated him on his victory, as his girlfriend took hold of his other arm and ushered him away. The teammate was standing off to the side with the Latino guy and as I glanced over got caught looking as we made direct eye contact, they walked over and introduce themselves as Brad and Mario both team mates of Thom, explaining kind of what I already knew that this was a trial meet, a sort of tryout for the team, although all of those who tried out would actually make the team in one form or another. I watched Jamey and Jon in their matches with Brad and Mario sitting in front of me, they kept whispering thing back and forth and as I got up to leave and collect my younger brothers, they both quipped “hey dude with three brothers on the team, hope to see you around in the spring” I drove my brothers home, and dinner was waiting on the table when we arrived, I ran up to my room an quickly changed into a fresh pair of briefs and sweat shorts, as the ones I had been wearing had a almost noticeable spot where my cock had drooled almost the entire meet. I Arrived down stairs as Mom was plating up dinner for all of us, Jon and Jamey dug in like they had never eaten before and were starving, Marcus and Mike took it a bit slower and threw a few hints what they might want for their 17th birthdays, mostly video games and sporty outfits and the such. I already knew what I was giving them and it had to do with making them smell nice and not so ruddy all the time, as they both had high levels of hormones raging and although we were almost the same age, minus a little less than a year I had begun comparing their pheromones to that of a wet puppy, and it didn’t help my situation in my pants as being around my middle brothers unless they had recently showered had me hard all the time. Rob came home the day of Mike and Marcus’s birthday celebration, which marked the last week of classes for us and Rob’s completion of his finals, Thom was out with his girlfriend almost every night after he finished up his homework and practice was over, I had become the family chauffeur, and Sam came home from Arizona State the Friday school let out, it was good to have Rob and Sam back home. Brad and Mario started meeting up with me, as I worked out, preparing for baseball season, they training for wrestling, I occasionally saw Thom in the weight room but I was become fast friends with Brad and Mario, and I offed to have them over to work out during the winter recess in our home gym. Thom and my 18th birthday was rapidly approaching as was Christmas and I looked forward to receiving gifts on both occasions, I had been playing video games with Sean and Sam on the eve of my birthday as my brothers either sat around watching movies on the other screen or just played games with each other, at one point Jamey got in a wrestling match with Mike and Marcus egged him on and Jon just rolled his eyes, Matt came in and broke it up telling us all it was time for bed anyway, my youngest brothers hemmed and hawed that it was Christmas break, and Matt indicated it was nearly 11 o’clock and break or not we had to get our rest. I turned off the Xbox and the television and bid everyone a good night and headed up to my room, Sam asked if he could stay over as it was a cold walk back to the gatehouse and he wanted to catch up with rob anyway, Matt indicated that he was of age now and could sleep wherever. Sean gave Matt puppy dog eyes and he relented that he could stay over as well I shared a Jack and Jill bath with Thom, who was still out with his girlfriend, his curfew being 11:30 I knew I wouldn’t hear him much before that time. I reached my room and pulled out a science book to glance over a chapter or two before sleep, getting about a third of the way into the chapter Sean came into my room and sat on the end of the bed “You Stoked about turning 18 tomorrow?” “A little, it’s great to have Rob and Sam home isn’t it” “yeah I missed Them while they were away at College” About that time, I heard rustling in the bathroom as Rob and Sam came through to my room, they sat on either side of me on my bed “So, bro, ready to give up your childhood and become a man” Rob asked with a laugh and a glimmer of mischief on his face. I looked over at the clock and it read 11:59 “What do you mean, become a man, I think I’m doing a pretty good job of that already?” Sean began massaging my feet and as the clock indicated midnight Rob leaned in and tenderly kissed me on the lips, Sam began rubbing my chest and my cock went to full mast in my underwear tenting my sweat shorts, Rob broke the kiss which I had started to return “See I told you he was like us, with all the gay genes in our pool, how could he not like guys?” I soon found myself being undressed by my older siblings and my cock being encased in Sean’s mouth, Rob returned to giving me Make out lessons his tongue wrapping around mine until Sam presented his drooling cock to our lips and we took turns sucking it in and cleaning off the precum that was flowing from it’s tip. Sean raised my legs up and began rimming my hole, before returning to my drooling cock, soon he was straddling me rubbing my cock on his hole before pushing back and encasing my ridged tool with his ass muscles, Sam held the back of my head as he slowly forced his cock into my throat, I gagged, he eased off then slid some more down my throat, each time more of his monster entered me, as my throat relaxed and suddenly I was breathing in his musky ball scent as my nose nestled in his trimmed bush, my throat muscles massaging his cock, I could feel it swell some as he pulled it back into my mouth and began cumming against my tongue, the sudden taste of cum not unlike my own triggered my orgasm as I shot a huge load into Sean’s ass, Sam was soon replaced by Rob, his cock slid down my throat and he began face fucking me using my throat to edge his load to the point of no return before like Sam pulling out to shoot in my mouth. Sean repositioned himself his younger sibling and slid his cock into Sean next to mine and proceeded to rub our cocks together in the boys’ hole. I never realized that a hole could stretch that much. It didn’t take long and I was shooting another volley of cum into Sean and Sam followed suit, Sam then offered up his cummy cock for me to clean off and I did so without thinking about where it had just been. Sean slid off my still stiff tool and turned around as Rob guided his ass to my face I began lapping the creamy mixture that was leaking out of that sweet boy cunt, I sucked and lapped up the goo as Sean pushed it out, leaning in to clean the goo off my cock, I was like a sex starved addict as I ate the cum from my brothers ass, Rob joined me again in the feast till there didn’t seem to be any cream left. Sean rolled over and laid next to me on my right, Sam to my left and rob next to him, the three of us cuddled until we all fell asleep. I awoke around 6 to Rob rimming my ass, Sean was pushing more cum from his well-used chute and Rob was collecting it up and rubbing it on my hole working it in with his fingers and tongue after I soon felt my hole feeling very loose he put his cock on my hole and slid the head in. he had done a good job of loosening me up and I was still relaxed enough from being half asleep that there wasn’t much discomfort and as my ass adjusted to his girth he soon was sliding the rest in. he began rotating his hip and thrusting in and out, Sean was still half asleep and cuddled closer to me as I pulled Sam in closer as well we began making out the three of us while my cherry was being popped by my eldest brother, my cock was rock hard but Sam and Sean kept me from touching it, Rob pounded into me for almost a half hour, I could feel my hole becoming sloppy and wet, my torso was covered in my precum and the drool of Sam and Sean. They occasionally would lean down and lick the juice from the tip before returning to sharing the nectar with me, without warning Rob pulled out Sam took his place and Rob cuddle up to me and began kissing me and licking my neck and ears, Sam thrust into my used hole and took almost as much time in me as Rob, my hole feeling very moist and every time they it my prostate my cock would jet out a little juice around 7 Sam and Sean switched places and my youngest of my elder brothers pumped into my hole, Sean didn’t last as long and soon was grunting and telling me how he was filling me up with his loads “so little bro, you like those 8 loads up in you, I came three time and so did Sam, and Sean just gave you two” I was filled with my families seed, my brothers having just loading me up, Sean crawled in-between my legs and began eating the cum that oozed out of my hole, I was elated to have their seed, but my cock was still rock hard, Rob reached down and stroked me then straddled my six pack and using my precum slid his ass down my pole, I almost immediately shot my load into his gut having been edged and fucked for the previous hour and a half, the excellent rim job that Sean was performing just made it cum faster. Once again, we fell asleep in each other’s arms until we heard Thom in the bathroom around 9:30 my three elder brothers quietly and quickly exited my room and creep down the hall to Robs room, Rob Whispering to me as they prepared their departure “come down to my room in 10”

It was my first weekend as a vers/bottom, in my late 30s. For much of my life when I was with a guy I was always the top. I didn't like bottoming because it hurt and was uncomfortable. Then the SO went out of town for the weekend and I found myself intrigued at the thought of getting fucked. I played with my ass, used a toy to open it up, and posted on CL. Before long, I had a married daddy stopping by on his way home from the airport. He had a condom with him. I sucked him hard, he wrapped it up and got behind me. It was bumpy and not very pleasant. He came and then left. I was almost ready then and there to give it up and find a nice ass to fuck, when the most gorgeous black dick I ever saw appeared in my inbox. In less than an hour he was in my apartment. He didn't have a condom, but I liked to top bare, so I never hesitated at the idea of taking him raw. I was on my knees on the couch, bracing myself against the wall, as he slid inside me. It was the most amazing feeling I've ever had. He took his time and I loved every second of it! Long, sensual strokes, hitting my prostate just right. Then, he informed me he was about to cum, and without a thought I told him I wanted him to cum in my ass. A few more thrusts and I could feel his cock pulsing against my sphincter as he loaded me. After he came, my first raw top withdrew, cleaned himself up, and left. Early the next morning, he emailed me again asking if he could stop by again. Thrilled, I said yes, and within a half hour his beautiful dick was back in my hole. This time nothing needed to be said. He knew I wanted his load, and he filled me again. I've never looked back. Now it's up to the top to say he needs a condom; otherwise I assume we're fucking skin-on-skin.

PART 6 The next few days went something like spend 23 hours absolutely beating myself up and being sure my life was over, and the other hour reliving the sex that had taken place and jerking off three times a day. And it was the only thing I thought about jerking off. But there was no way I was ever going to do that again. I tried to avoid even going by Tom’s place, mostly because I was just so freaked by HIV and that he had cum in me and also just because I had never acted like that, like so slutty and desperate for a guy. My resolve to avoid a recurrence aside, it was safe to say I thought about Tom a lot. I would spend hours mad that he could have done that to me, followed by thoughts of how great it was that he had done that to me. It was almost worse. I finally had had the sex I had fantasized about and it had felt SO GOOD, but I couldn’t ever do it again. I struggled to focus on school and work but still found myself obsessing over fact that I had had raw sex. And taken cum. And, of course, I felt guilty over jerking off to it, but I just couldn’t help it. At least I had that, I would tell myself. Five days. Not even a week. I had been at school and then work and it was Friday and I decided to go to the Jacuzzi at the apartment complex. And who shows up about three minutes after I got in the water? Opening his robe he displayed a well-packed Speedo that could barely contain his cock and balls. "Chris, I have been hoping I would see you again. I know you were kind of flustered when you left. I really enjoyed our time we spent together. God, you were amazing.” He said as he settled in the water, directly across from me. “In fact, I was really really hoping to see you again.” I was practically shaking from the adrenaline going thru me. Part of me was so scared of what had happened, but part of me was seriously stuck on the fact Tom had really liked it and he liked me. He had been thinking about me. “I, I have been busy all week with school and work and stuff,” I said quietly. “I bet you need to relax,” he replied, adding “I bet you need to let go, let some of that stress go, let your true self come out for a while.” He had kind of slowly moved around the jacuzzi and he was now close to me. I just nodded at what he said. A recording of our previous meeting was playing over and over in my head. “I think we have had enough jacuzzi. Let’s dry off and go back to my playroom.” And he eased himself out of the jacuzzi his half hard cock pressing his suit out. I stared. And then followed. I knew what it meant going back there. And I was going anyway, after all I had said to myself. It was that easy for him to get me. We walked silently back to his place. As soon as we were in the door he suggested "Let’s just leave our suits down here,” as he stripped off what little he was wearing. I followed suit. Ten seconds in his house and I was naked. I followed him up the stairs into his play room. Shutting the door he stepped over to the entertainment center and inserted a video as I took a seat on the bed. As the video flickered through the opening credit, Tom joined me on the bed, his tongue invading my mouth. “I jerked off every day thinking about you and your sexy body and little boyhole,” he whispered. "I jerked off so many times thinking about you," I admitted, adding "I know I shouldn’t do this but I want to so badly,” I whispered through our kiss. "Shhhhh. Don’t worry, baby boy. This is your playroom. Your place to be your true self and to do what you want to do. What you need to do. And my baby boy needs his hole fucked again doesn’t he?” Tom whispered, his inches from mine. Unbidden, my had was already stroking his cock, which, I thought, felt like steel. “I want you to fuck me so bad,” I blurted out, surprising myself. But it was true. What had been a want these last few days was now a need. Tom was so hot. His cock was so fucking big and perfect. And he wanted me just as much I could tell. Looking me in the eyes, he asked me the question of which I was afraid "And what about my cum: Are you gonna take my cum again?” His cock leaking precum in my hand, the heat of his body, his smell. It all pushed me to the edge, where I was just his. And I was my true self. And my true self knew that every thought I had had about Tom always ended with him cumming in me. “I want your cum. I want you to fuck me like last time until you cum in me. In my hole, “ I replied. Just like that, I had somehow ended up in his room. And this time, he knew right away that my ass was his to use. And the cum. I was trembling still, a ball of horninss and nerves. This super hot guy was HIV positive, and he had a huge cock that was rock hard. And I had basically just asked him to fuck me and fill me up with sperm. And this time, cock hunger won out quicker than fear as I slid down to my knees and opened my mouth wide, ready to serve.

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