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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.

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.

Part 6 - Day 3 At Sea He woke and rolled over on to his stomach looking at the time then rolling on to his back again. Staying like that for a few minutes Luca then jumped out of bed, he was showered and dressed in twenty minutes and went down to breakfast in the Duchess Grill this morning. His parents were already enjoying their breakfast, only James and Liam were sat at the other table in conversation with his mother and father. He was having quite a bit of luck this morning avoiding Ramon and Brad. As much as Luca tried to engage with Liam he still found that Liam showed little interest. He had no way of knowing that this was Liam's way of getting Luca pulled in and he knew it was working. Luca ordered his breakfast "What are you planning to do today?" his father asked when he finished ordering. "Probably go for a run around 11am if your interested?" Luca replied looking at his father. "Yes sounds good, we have the wine tasting at 1pm" Gio replied asking for more coffee. Luca shook his head "No, I got tipsy last time" he said laughing "does that mean party tonight?". Gio laughed and nodded, Luca hated this part of the cruise. His parents always hosted a cocktail party in the evening after the wine tasting in their suite. James listening to their conversation decided he would go to the gym at the same time hoping that Luca would stay on a bit after his father left. Liam stood up and spoke to Luca's parents "Thank you for the invite tonight we will see you at 7pm". Sarah smiled "Yes, although I expect Luca will do his usual and come down 10 minutes before it finishes" she said chuckling. Luca rolled his eyes laughing "Unless I am commanded to attend" he said smiling at Liam waiting for a response. "You are never commanded to appear Luca" Gio replied chuckling "just make an appearance before it finishes". Luca spent an hour walking around the decks and shops then back to his suite to change for the gym meeting his father there they started on a five mile run together. James slipped one of his condoms into his shorts and headed to the gym having given the others the slip. Brad and Oliver had already been to the gym earlier so he knew he wouldn't have to worry about them hovering around. Walking in it was pretty deserted since the weather was so nice, just a few ladies working out and on two running machines were Luca and his father. He quietly worked out for an hour until he saw Gio and Luca running down the speed and stopping. Gio waved to James spotting him on the weights. "You done here Luca I am heading back?" Gio asked towelling his face. Luca took a sip of water "A few more minutes then I will hit the steam room". "Okay" Gio said picking up his water bottle "Will see you this evening" he gave his son a sweaty hug and left. James left the weights and went to the changing room grabbing a fresh towel he undressed and slipped the condom in the fold of the towel and went to the steam room. It was deserted coming up to lunchtime, most of the guests would be heading for food so now was ideal, he only hoped that Luca was indeed going to come. He laid back and enjoyed the aromas of the sandalwood in the male steam room. He looked up hearing the door open and the unmistakable figure of Luca entering taking a seat on the far side away from him. "Finished your work out?" James asked through the mist. Luca couldn't quite see who it was "Who is that?". James shifted around coming in to view "Oh it's you" Luca said feeling a little relieved. James smiled and moved closer "Alone at last" he quietly said with his hand running along Luca's leg. Luca gasped sharply opening his eyes wide and looking at James, he felt powerless listening to and staring at James. Drawn to him he happily allowed James to run his hand up inside his towel cupping his balls and working further down towards his ass. Luca moaned softly, totally aroused he leaned forward and kissed James catching him by surprise. James reciprocated and kissed Luca back hard spearing him with his tongue and kissing him for all his worth. Luca's towel fell away and James grabbed Luca's hand putting it on his cock 'you want that Luca' he asked not waiting for him to respond instead he kissed him hard again. Luca nodded unable to speak with a mouth full James tongue and saliva sloshing around in his mouth. Luca undid the towel exposing James's cock, he gently stroked and rubbed it feeling the precum surfacing quickly. James stood up and retrieved the condom and tore it open. Luca needed no persuading, the heat and scent in the steam room added to the sexual moment. Guided by James he kneeled on the bench and felt the warm saliva dropping on to his hole followed by James's fingers working it in. Luca was thankful that at least he was playing safe, he felt so horny after his exercising. James slipped the condom over his shaft, the pin pricks at the end were indistinguishable to the naked eye. Lining up his cock James gently pushed against Luca's tight hole 'fuck Luca I will come quick your so tight' he said causing Luca to wince and cry in to his towel, he continued jabbing his cock in hard. He stopped and allowed Luca to adjust before pushing again until he was deep inside. Luca whimpered but begged to be fucked. Pulling his cock half out James began to fuck Luca steadily with only half his cock inside. The only thing running through James's head right now was the $10k and breeding this sexy guy. Luca raised his head and James grabbed him around the neck leaning forward they kissed and tongued eagerly for a moment before James let go and went back to the work in hand. Taking a quick look behind him at the door, there was no sign of anyone 'yeah you want fucking Luca?' he asked seeing him nod and hearing the moans. James pushed the full length in and began fucking Luca harder and deeper, one hand holding his waist the other on the shoulder to stop him moving to far forward. Luca was stifling his moans each one getting louder and longer from the intense deep thrusting his ass was receiving. It was by the far the most incredible fuck he ever experienced, none of his previous came anywhere near close to how he was feeling. His mouth full of towel starring at the wall in front of him eyes open wide, James was well versed in fucking giving Luca an ass shattering fuck. Behind him he heard James grunting louder building up his orgasm. Luca was getting to the point where he couldn't take any more, his hand trying to push James off for a moment. James held on to Luca tighter 'if you make me stop we are going to have to start again' he rasped at Luca. Replacing his hand Luca bit down on the towel closing his eyes tight trying to stop himself from moaning loudly, his ass beginning to feel sore for the relentlessness of James. Suddenly he felt James collapse on top, his arms circled around Luca's waist holding him deep on his cock. Luca placed his arm on the slimly wall to stop his head banging against it. The hold on his waist was tight and he felt the pulsing contractions in James's cock. He breathed heavily against Luca's neck moaning and jolting forward deeper, the arms circled around him almost lifting Luca off the bench. James released his hold and stood up right, slowly he pulling his cock out. Looking down there was only a small amount of cum still in the tip of the condom, the rest has been successfully and deviously planted in to Luca. James picked up his towel and slapped Luca's ass hard leaving a red mark 'fuck that was good' James said and left the steam room with Luca still kneeling on all fours. Luca looked around 'selfish bastard' he muttered rather louder than he intended to. He hadn't climaxed and was already coming down his aroused state, wrapping his towel around him he stayed a little longer in the steam angry at James. Luca calmed realising that James probably didn't want to get caught having sex in a public place, come to think of it neither did he. Still it gave the sex an exciting edge and trill thinking they could have been caught. Luca stood up and left the steam room and took a quick shower in the deserted changing room. Walking past the gym again he bumped in to Andre who smiled tapping his watch and winked at him. Despite no longer feeling the urge for sex right now he just didn't know where his desire for Andre came from, he was a sex bomb in his eyes as he was looking forward to his massage again today. Luca spent the time laying out on his balcony rather than the terrace, he looked down several times and saw James laughing and chatting at the pool with Oliver, Brad and Liam. Ramon came out on to the balcony and brought Luca a cold drink then stood chatting to him. Brad seeing this smirked and was sure Luca was doing something with his butler, he couldn't blame him as the certainly looked fit and sexy. The Mediterranean in Luca was beginning to come out the more he sat in the sun, it was like a metamorphosis developing a very natural looking tan. At 5pm Andre appeared at the door of the spa lounge and escorted Luca to the treatment room, he nodded for Luca to get on the table whilst he prepared the oils. Andre stroked Luca's head 'Same as yesterday?' he asked running his hands down Luca's neck and back 'yes' Luca replied. Andre chuckled massaging Luca hearing him moaning freely and muttering 'oh yes' the deeper he worked Luca's muscles. Today the massage was just as incredible but it definitely had a more sensual edge to it. He felt the warm oil being tickled on his lower back, Andre rubbed the oil over his buttocks and fingered his hole gently. His toes wriggled from excitement, Andre climbed on to the bed and laid on top of Luca, slowly and teasingly rubbing his cock over Luca's hole. Gently he pushed allowing the head to penetrate, Luca gasped and moaned his head held down by Andre preventing him from moving too much. His ass still sore from earlier, he wanted to cry out in pain but held himself together until Andre was deep inside and begun his gentle fucking. Soothed by the sexual feeling of Andre's body on top of him, he let himself go and managed to lift his head kissing Andre passionately. They laid joined together for 15 minutes, Andre grinding and pleasuring Luca, his body tingling he quickly pulled out of Luca and ejaculated over Luca's back. Leaning over to grab some tissues he cleared up the mess from Luca's back and left side where his cum was dribbled down. Andre then stopped, he was looking down at Luca's ass. "Did you have sex with someone else today?" Andre asked climbing off Luca. Luca feeling embarrassed looked at Andre "Yes a guest" he replied sheepishly "How..." he paused "how do you know?". Andre smiled "You have cum in your ass a little has seeped out". Luca looked strangely at Andre "They wore a condom I saw them put it on". "It either broke or you were stealthed" Andre said cleaning up the mess around his hole. Luca sat up on the bench "Tampered condom?" he asked "but I saw the condom after there was cum in it". Andre laid Luca down on his back rubbing oil across his chest "Oldest trick in the book". Luca looked concerned but soon forgot as soon as Andre began touching him, his body now enjoying the hands of Andre massaging him again. He loved looking at his perfect body whilst his hand gently caressed Andre's cock through the trousers he put back on. Andre smiled down at him, they kissed several times until his hour was up. Luca declined a massage for the following day, Andre escorted Luca to the spa exit smiling at him saying goodbye. Luca peered in to his parent's suite and saw Ramon and a waiter setting up the cocktail party, still dressed in shorts and t-shirt he went up the stairs and spent some time chatting to his parents as they dressed. Luca went back to his suite and closed the interconnecting door. In his head the thought of James and did he really stealth him deliberately in the steam room on purpose. He couldn't even imagine how to bring the subject up with him for fear of the other guys finding out, and yes, then there was Brad threatening to tell his parents about Ramon. Silly he told himself, Brad had no proof if anything was taking place. He could hear guests arriving next door hearing the chatter getting louder from more people arriving. Luca went upstairs and ran a bath, stripping off he climbed in and relaxed, slowly washing the oils off his body playing with his cock thinking of Andre. It was a very surreal strange feeling, he actually felt more connected with Andre during sex. He knew it was down to Andre not wearing a condom and how different it felt and how much more of a turn on it was. Suddenly he sat up in the bath, his neck, chin and lips received the full force of his ejaculation. Giggling he cleaned himself up, even for Luca this was a new low, sitting in a bath with his own cum in the water. Drying himself off and walking in to the bedroom it was already 7.30pm, he grabbed some underwear and socks then found a shirt to wear. "Good evening" Ramon called entering the suite and climbing the stairs. "Evening Ramon" Luca replied sitting on the bed buttoning up his shirt and looked over when he appeared. Ramon grinned reaching the top of the stairs "Can I turn down your bed Luca?". Luca nodded and stood up "Of course" he replied but Ramon grabbed his arm "No Ramon, I am not in the mood". Ramon looked at Luca "Well I am" he said dragging Luca to the dressing room. Luca tried to protest but Ramon kissed him silencing his words, unlike the other kisses this one was more of a real kiss that lasted several minutes. He felt the hands pushing his shoulders down, resistance crumbling he fell to his knees and took Ramon's cock out and got to work. Brad casually walked over to Sarah "Is Luca attending the party?". "Not sure Brad, he might appear just before the end" she replied "See if you can drag him here for a drink". Brad laughed "Through there?" he asked pointing to the door watching Sarah nod. Brad put his glass down and opened the door closing it behind him, he stood there for a moment but could hear nothing. Luca he called out in a hushed tone climbing the stairs listening, faintly he could hear moaning coming from the partly closed sliding doors in to the dressing room. Walking over and peering through the little gap he could see Luca on his knees and two hands holding his head. Brad slid the doors open "Busted" he announced seeing the look of fright on Luca and shock on Ramon's face. Luca stopped sucking "I didn't tell you to stop" Ramon said forcing Luca to continue seeing the smile on Brad's face. Brad leaned against the door frame watching "Slap his head if he isn't doing it right" he suggested to Ramon. "Ahh yes" Ramon said holding Luca's head still ejaculating in to his mouth looking down at him. Brad smiled "Nice job Luca" he said watching Ramon put his cock away and return to turning down the bed. Luca stood up "What the fuck are you doing in here?" he asked sounding angry and worried. Brad moved towards Luca "Taking you to the party, shame we don't have time for you to blow me". "You have a very talented mouth Luca" Brad said standing in front of Luca "I can't wait until you put it around my cock" he laughed. Luca stood there unable to say anything, he tuned and grabbed trousers and put them on. He couldn't face Brad knowing that he was now stuck with having to do what Brad wanted otherwise he would tell his parents. Luca felt like a slut trying to dress, he just couldn't keep his eyes off Brad though, questioning if he did fancy him and if so maybe it wasn't a bad thing. Ramon appeared advising he was heading back to party, Brad put his arm across preventing Luca from leaving. Luca looked at Brad and his wicked grin, he moved closer to Brad who quickly put his arm around Luca. Their lips touched then parted, madly kissing each other aggressively like they both wanted it. Luca tried to play it cool wanting Brad so badly now, could it be that he reminded him so much of Mark and the time lost at university? Luca put his shoes on and looked up at Brad "You won't tell my parents anything?". "I don't think I will need tell them" Brad replied smiling and stroking Luca's face "Ready?". Luca stood up "If I must" he said "you have no idea how much I hate these parties". Luca knew what Brad meant, they had one more quick kiss then went downstairs. Brad and Luca walked in to the party to the delight of his parents. He joined them for a glass of champagne and kept looking at Brad who carried on as if nothing had happened. The other three guys smiled at Luca when he arrived at the party, Luca had no idea that James had told the rest of the guys of their steamy sex earlier that day claiming his reward. Luca gave James a few glances during dinner, another surprise Luca hadn't expected was they all dined together on one table. Brad used the entire meal to play footsie with Luca, he was in very good spirit and on form with his humour, driven on knowing that Luca was responding to him.

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 like all day fucks. Fuck, cuddle, rape, cuddle fuck some more. This is why I like whores so much.

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.

I have never been into bug chasing. I understand some of the psychology behind it but it still doesn't sit well with me. That being said I am glad this difficult topic is being brought up and discussed.

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

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.

“So...what’s your status? Have you been tested?” ”Yeah, man - I’m poz but undetectable.” ”No! I’m asking if you have coronavirus. Who cares if you’re poz right now?”

Again this is why dating sluts is beneficial. Had a buddy that would do this and go to the saunas and then we would hookup to fuck. His hole was always sloppy and gapping, fucking loved it

I’ve been sexting with the cute sleazy vers twink about all the nasty stuff we’re gonna do after. Kinda like partners in crime keeping one another sane rn. Starting with breeding each other in public, collecting loads with one another, separately for one another. We’re sharing the guys we’re lining up individually over apps rn etc. Probably host an orgy in my apartment...cumdump night at very least, for sure. Awesome how a ton of past hookups are getting horny as hell and coming out of the woodwork for more. Can’t wait!

It gives me a total rush, knowing I'm accepting another, totally unknown dude's RAW COCK deep inside me, his throbbing manhood casually oozing precum, and then blasting his pulsing squirts of DNA in me. My ass clenches up and I milk the last pulses of jizz out of him and expect to get good YELP reviews if those were given to sluts in the local circles! The thought of some stranger's musky seed being absorbed by me, enjoying every moment of it, fearless and willful, and with my ass cum-hungry, the total package of emotions gives me an electrifying rush, an un-explainable 'tingling'. FINALLY, I have become a genuine member of the brotherhood. Another notch on my belt! The more I'm being seen taking several dicks from random guys at sex-parties, the mare it excites me. Knowing that the word is out that I'm a TOTAL SLUT! No more Mister 'Nice Guy'. Take a number, and I'll take your load!

I almost died when I became Poz and it effected my immune system so this I want no part of.

Hi, new to this site. Hoping to meet poz guys

The main thing to remember is it doesn't matter what cumdumps want or like or enjoy. Faggots exist to be used by men as fucktoys and sub-human fleshlights. A cumdump is nothing more than a breeding animal and a cocksucker. Men can use one however they want without pretending to give a fuck about it as a person. important to remember that a cumdump is an it, not a he or a she.

I so can relate man. That was me all through my teens and early 20's. I got rejected a lot because of my size or laughed at because some guys thought I was a freak. Was even told by one of my girlfriend that my dick was only good for loose whores. I've learn to own it but hasn't been all a bed or roses. It may sounds like it's nothing, but I think we all have our own cross to bear especially dealing with body image and self esteem. So becareful thinking the grass is greener on the other side it rarely is.

I'm in the same boat as @find91, I understand the psychology, don't share it myself, and struggle with the ethics of it. It must be discussed. Selfishly, I'd like everyone to be safe and well and survive this pandemic. If you do, there is a much better chance I'll have the pleasure of feeling you release your seed deep in my cunt, or get to see you service cock by my side. 😏

This is perfect. My cunt is just about to become a yearling and, in that time, it's taken over 160 loads from 20 men. It doesn't sound like much in the grand slut-cycle of life, but in many ways I've been fortunate. The men I've connected with most strongly are all long-fucking multi-cummers, and within that group the most strongly with the most hung. It's not just for the reasons you might think though. I started to hear and learn two things from multiple men. After men came once inside me, they were still rock hard but pulled out of me. When I asked them why they did that, they told me that most bottoms can only take one fuck and one load from them. This really bewildered and surprised me. I told them that one of my favorite things is to be cum fucked and that I'd really like them to stay inside me as long as they'd like and cum as much as they'd like. They seemed surprised but very pleased and all mounted up for a longer cunting. I also had several men "warn" me about the size of their dick, and not in a humble-brag you're-gonna-love-this way, but in a it-won't-fit-you'll-be-hurt-and-I'll-be-disappointed way. Fortunately, my novice cunt had encountered a man who didn't warn me, but just expected me to surrender my hole and take his dick. So, I did. Only afterwards did I realize how much dick I took. I think this taught me to focus on the man fucking me, and not so much on the dick or mechanics of fucking. When a great man and I started considering getting together, he circumspectly implied he was big. When I said it would be okay, he told me about the last three guys who couldn't even get him half inside them. Again, I said it would be okay and, when we got together, it was. With my submissive and service oriented nature, I've naturally gravitated to the least well served breeders based on my own experience. Pleasing them when they have been disappointed before makes me feel like a good (cunt) boy. I've even started to think about my cunt as a utility that men need to be able to expect to be there for them when they need it. For example, over a whole day or night... All this to frame how and why taking dick and seed in my cunt for as long as a man needs has become a calling.

Normally my sessions doesn't last less than four hours of FFisting (that is way my sessions are so long: deep cleaning and preparation deserve at least fours hours of FFun), Fuck, Cuddle, Rape and again... All weekend long sessions are the best with the sloppy n' gaping hole already cleaned and cum lubed by the night before but still hungry for more...

While I may not be a cumslut yet (working on it) I do know that my purpose, and that of my hole is to accept the cocks of Alpha Tops who have a natural manimal need to breed. I consider it my duty to receive their gift and serve as the chalice for their Sacred Seed. Hail Priapus. Oink!

Thursday morning, I got together with a guy I had been playing with before my LGV scare last year. J is a handsome person, tall and lithe with a flat stomach, and a very nice person too. He is also a fantastic lover, getting his average dick into me with spit alone and fucking me until we both came, he inside me and me on my chest. I am so glad I was able to meet up with him. Thursday afternoon, I headed over to the Black Eagle, to meet with another long-time partner, sharing beers before we went to the darkroom. He did not get into me--half a pill of Cialis was enough--but we did have a lot of fun playing together. I stayed a bit longer and met with other people who had drifted up there, trading oral with different people. I did get fucked with a condom, by a guy with a nice thick dick a bit more than six inches long. (I'm happy with that, BTW; I reserve condomless sex for people I know who are undetectable or on PrEP.) Saturday evening after work, I went to Fukd. The crowd was smaller than the organizers had expected, but there was still a crowd; Dolf Dietrich was a draw. I also ended up playing with a few people myself, topping two people including Dolf and performing a lot of oral. (I did manage to swallow some big dicks.) For the next while, the coronavirus is going to sharply limit my play. I am very wary about the idea of transmitting the virus to the partners I have who fall in different risk groups, to say nothing of other people, to say nothing of the risk to me. Still, at least I had fun.

I forgot to add to my last post something I have said many times in this forum. If you are a top and shit happens, remember you are playing with an asshole...shit happens. Be respectful. The last thing a bottom wants is a messy fuck...unless you’re into scat. Bottoms don’t purposely shit on your cock. If you can’t handle it, then quit fucking.

I’ve gone off PrEP also but it’s because I scared of the long term damage it does to your body. I have been on PrEP since I turned 15 I’m 19 now.

I wear a yellow harness that is piss stained and reeks. Its the mark of a toilette pig and in the right setting guys seem to like knocking up such a bitch.

found this one today [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c297eea89300

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! 🤤🍆💦💦

This is a valid point. The Covid-19 pandemic is no joke. In all likelihood, everyone on this forum will have some sort of personal loss associated with it. But this point is also valid. I cannot explain why this story offended me terribly despite the fact that I have jacked off to pozzing stories pretty much constantly for the last decade. It's something we all should think about a little. To that end, I think a discussion about this would be a positive thing. This thread will run as long as the discussion stays civil.

I got my stuff all packed in boxes, and I only own four pieces of furniture, aside from my computer stuff. Bobby said he can spend the weekend bringing guys over to carry stuff and make however many trips it takes to get everything there. We’ll have to wait on the computers until I get the service changed in my new place. I called the ISP I use, and they can run a separate connection in next week, and then Bobby and Billy can decide if they want to share my regular internet/TV/phone connection or not. They seem to think I pay for it with blowjobs. It really isn’t even billed to me, so I guess it might be easy to believe. It’s paid for by the people I contract with, to monitor the databases they host. The computers are mine, but most of the software on one of them belongs to the company too. One of the two just has my personal stuff on it. All the cooling and battery back up stuff belongs to me, although it was all paid for by the company. It all takes up two twenty amp circuits, which will get rewired on Monday. Bobby made a big deal out of having me ask each of the guys helping with the stuff if I could suck them off to thank them for their help. Billy told them they should make sure they get to fuck my ass too. Bobby suggested we could have another party at the dorm, so everyone would be able to watch while I paid off the movers. Everyone seemed to think it was a good idea. There was some discussion about using a bigger room than the one from last time, so more people could watch. I noticed while the discussion was going on, everyone asked Billy and Bobby about what I wanted. All this planning went on at the new place, with me naked, and kneeling in the living room. Bobby still calls me cuntface, and pats my head when he talks about what I want to do. Billy pretty much refers to me as the cumdump, or it. He doesn’t really talk to me at all. After the “movers” were all promised an all day fuck and suck they left, and Billy asked Bobby if their buddy Jerry was coming to help with moving. “Nah.” Bobby said. “He goes over to that fuck place a lot, now. I think he likes doing new fags more.” He pulled his cock out, and grabbed my head as I moved over to take it in my mouth. “I like gettin’ a cumdump trained up, so they don’t need a lot of directions.” He sat back, and I tried to do as I had learned he liked. Taking his cock all the way down, and letting him press me onto it. He sighed, and said “Nothing like a well trained, obedient faggot workin’ hard to please your cock.” I wasn’t surprised when I felt Billy’s hands on my hips, and pushed back as he rammed his cock in really hard. I guess the moan and whimper are as much a habit, now, as they are a response to pain of Billy’s huge cock spreading my asshole. I have become a well trained, and obedient faggot, and I want to encourage them to take full advantage of it.

Getting fucked by guys below your level is the mark of a true cumdump. Whenever I see a hot young guy taking loads from old trolls l know that boy is a total fucking whore and dedicated to serving men. Lt's a good way to show what a pussyboy you are and that you're such a slut you have no standards.

By now I was being given poppers to keep me going, but I really had become just a toy for them --something for them to use how they wanted, but the best was to come. Paul rushed to me and told me to drink about a pint of a specially laced drink. The whipping had stopped, but the sex had started again. More fucking in my poor ravaged cut up bum. Then Aubrey called up the two black strippers. This time footlong lay in the hammock and I was told go get on top of him. I felt his cock slide inside me, not so comfortably now like before, my poor bum had been roughed up quite badly. But what about the other guy. Once again I found myself cuffed to the chains. Then I felt hands on my ass from behind. My cheeks were pulled wide, and then I felt it -- the other guy was trying to get his cock inside me alongside Footlong! Some guys had started wanking over my face and in my mouth, some cum dropping onto footlong, and the other guy trying to double fuck me!! No, I couldn't -- surely!!! But these guys weren't stopping. Then he did it -- with a hard push his knob slipped inside me. Oh god -- I really thought I would just rip in two. He'd only just started though, and he was soon pushing slowly deeper. Deeper and deeper. I had two black cocks - almost 2ft worth buried inside my ass. This was new to the most jaded palettes. Some guys were audibly saying "Jesus" and "God -- how can they" It was a slow sensuous fuck they gave me, and probably the nearest to making love since Paul started me last week. They were grinding inside me, their cocks exploring my body, going in places nothing had been before, More poppers, another spliff, then Aubrey released my cock, he got his hand between the three writhing bodies and freed my cock. At last I felt I'd be able to cum, my cock rubbed against footlong's belly. This was the most erotic part of the whole night --not the kinkiest -- but not far off it -- but the sexiest, most sensuous part. No-one even wanted to cum in my mouth now. They all just watched, wanking their cocks, as the three of us danced in front of them. "The names Leroy" said footlong's mate as he slowly forced every last centimetre into me. I leant down and kissed footlong deeply. Leroy was nibbling my ears, both guys had their hands around my hips area. I was writhing and wriggling, encouraging them to work their cocks deeper. I felt myself cumming, and I felt as blissfully happy as I've ever felt in my life. My orgasm lasted for almost a minute- it just went on and on -- was it even a multiple orgasm? I don't know --it just was the most amazing cum I have ever had in my life.! I stayed hard -- Footlong pulled me close to his mouth and whispered that he loved me. I came again at that! Eventually Footlong and Leroy needed to cum, I felt their cocks swell inside me -- I felt their pace quicken, and they threw back their heads as they unleashed gallons of cum inside my body. I came again in 5 minutes!! We collapsed in a heap and the crowd burst into applause!! Leroy got off me, his cock plopping out, and I rose slowly off Footlong. I staggered as I got off and Paul was there to grab hold of me. "I think that's enough for you tonight baby" he said and he kissed me. None of the guys seemed so nasty and evil now -- even Aubrey looked nice! I smiled back at Paul and noticed loads of guys still had hard ons. "Not till everyone's satisfied" I said. Just my mouth though! No more ass fucking! I found a comfy armchair and kneeled on it -- I know how cute I looked when I knelt, my thighs fattened out, my cock still raging hard, but roughed up by leather. I gladly received cock after cock in my mouth- I remember one image of me kneeling there with cum dripping off my face as two guys wank around me. It was 6am when the last guest left. Just Aubrey, Paul Danny, Leroy and Footlong were left. I reckoned I'd been fucked by 59 men, and had something like 100 loads of cum in or on me. The weals on my body from the riding crops had all but gone. I was lying between Footlong and Paul, Footlong was masturbating my cock which still refused to go down. Aubrey brought coffee and bacon sandwiches. So, Richie he said -- same time tonight!!"" We laughed -- we knew it would be several weeks before I could do anything like this again. I was sad as we were going home in a few days. Paul noticed and said we'll all be here next year. Anyway, he said, I know loads of guys in my home city who would love to meet you. Footlong kept wanking me and Aubrey offerd me his cock which I sucked eagerly. I easily took him down my throat and realised I had become an expert at this in just over a week. He fucked my facee for about 10 minutes before shooting down my throat. Paul drove me back to the hotel, well part of the way. He stopped the car about half a mile from the hotel and said he wanted to watch me walk the rest of the way. I looked like a common little slut. I stank of cum and piss. He followed me as I walked the streets at 7am in a pair of tiny shorts. God the looks I got! One last treat for him I thought- I went into a gents toilet and Paul followed and within 5 minutes a guy had come in- I practically jumped on him and sucked him off. As he came I pulled his cock from my mouth and he shot all down my chest. I walked the rest of the way, swinging my hips, with cum dripping down my body. I reached my hotel and Paul caught up and gave me a long deep kiss. He said he'd already contacted some people in my home city and that I should expect some emails and texts within a few days!!! Somehow I got to my room without anyone seeing me. I collapsed on the bed. My phone beeped and sure enough a local guy had got in touch and wanted to meet. I texted back to say how quick could we do it. We arranged to meet up back home in 2 weeks. My cock was still hard and sore, but I needed one more cum, so I wanked myself as I remembered everything that had been done to me last night. I thought of how many men would watch that video and cum as they watched me get abused - what would they like the most? the whipping, the pissing, the double openetration? I reached orgasm but it was practically dry. Within 10 minutes my mom knocked on the door -- "Richie -- coming for breakfast?" I laughed at the irony, but said I'd rather sleep in this morning. I rolled over and fell straight to sleep.

I have a pretty thick 7". I cannot count the times vers guys, who I think are interested in fucking me, telling me they want to get fucked after seeing my cock pic. Even though my profiles say I am a bottom only.

The first time I ever took a cock at the baths when it was too dark to see the guy. All I could make out was outlines. I was in the maze at Midtowne Spa in Dallas (RIP). I was near a dead end when I came across a guy. I knelt down, and he let me suck him. He wouldn't go any further until we were alone (other people kept passing by). Once we were, he reached down, pulled me up, and pushed me all the way back to the dead end. He turned me to face the wall and pulled my towel off. He slid into me hard without even checking if I was lubed up (I was - just a little but fortunately enough). He plowed me long and hard until I felt him shove all the way in. Then his cock started to throb and pulse inside of me. I swear I actually felt the cum shooting inside. He stayed in until he started to go soft. When he slipped out, I turned around, dropped to my knees, and cleaned him off.

I started barebacking occasionally because guys I wanted to fuck me asked to go raw and sometimes because actually while fucking guys would slip the condom off and I was too far gone to actually want to stop. However my actual decision to bareback full time was prompted by a hot guy who I’d hooked up with refusing to meet a second time unless I agreed to go raw. Once I’d made that deliberate decision- rather than the spontaneous horny heat of the moment ones - there was no going back.

I totally enjoy the feeling of a juicy ass as I slide in and out of it. Especially love working my cock into an ass that already has a load or two in it. You can't feel that with a condom. I'm uncut, so I also like to peel my foreskin back now and then when fucking... just for some variety. It's hard to get the same feeling when wrapped. When I bottom, I want to feel the natural warmth of a hot, juicy cock sinking inside of me. I love feeling a guy slap his cock all over my ass lips before pushing inside. I can feel his precum making my outer hole slick.... and then the feeling of my ass opening up when he starts to push in again. And of course, I love to seed a juicy hole just as much as feeling a hard top unload his seed deep in my guts. That's a great feeling.

In the 70's fucking meant fucking bare and condoms were for preventing pregnancy simply because condoms are a big obstruction in the fucking for both, the one fucking and for the one getting fucked. One of the reasons I like to bottom bareback is because I know how much more enjoyably fucking bareback is for the guy topping, especially when the guy is shooting and his cock is free inside my hole. As a bottom I cannot stand the feeling of the condom rubbing against my hole so I only get fucked bareback for that.

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

I like this story about the relationship between two bisexual men. [think before following links] https://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/assgm-list/conversations/messages/4797 * * * t's hard to remember when I first noticed him. I remember being struck by his dark good looks and his easy manners. It didn't take me long to realize that he was probably a closeted bisexual, like me. His voice, though resonant and pleasant, isn't very deep. The way he walks, and the way he holds his hands, give him away too. I've come across many married bisexuals. I've made a habit of studying how they unconsciously give themselves away and by avoiding some of those behaviors I've been able to hide my orientation better than most. Regardless, whenever I could, I'd allow my eyes to linger on Todd's body to the point where he couldn't fail to notice that he'd piqued my interest. Todd is the owner of a successful business. Our relationship started long ago when he invited my wife and I to a small party. I'll always remember how handsome he was that night. Todd was relaxed and playful and looked so great in casual shorts & a T-shirt and a hat he wore to cover his thinning hair. He doesn't need to be sensitive about his hair; he's a very sexy guy. He sat at an outdoor patio table with my wife and I, and I had the good luck to be sitting next to him. We all laughed and talked as we ate. At one point, Todd crossed his legs, and so doing, accidentally bumped his foot against my leg. An accident, I thought to myself, but felt my heart thumping in my chest regardless. The both of us had so much at stake, surely he wouldn't make a pass at me in front of our wives? We talked for a bit longer, when again, I felt the nudge of his foot against my leg, this was a bit longer than the last bump. This time, I felt much less sure it was accidental. While it was true our legs were under the table, it was regular sized patio table, not that small and also there was the fact that he didn't excuse himself when he touched me. In our society, the most accidental touch, or even when avoiding a collision of some sort, apologies are standard procedures on both sides. But, he offered none, and I too was silent. The evening progressed, and with the food eaten and dishes taken away, some played pool while others sat and talked; others watched TV in a small bedroom that had been converted to a den of sorts. Todd circulated through the company, and I lost track of his movements after an hour or so. I eventually felt the need to find the bathroom, and found one down a main hallway. I locked the door to the hallway, however there was a thin pocket door that led into what I assumed was a master bedroom or the like that I didn't bother with locking. It didn't seem likely to me that anyone would be in the bedrooms during the party. As I urinated I focused my attention on the decor of the bathroom-which was disgusting. It was done up in early 1970's colors of gold and greens replete with hideous antiquing on the cabinetry and I considered what I would rip out and repaint if I owned the place. After zipping up and tapping the flush handle on the commode, I went over to the sink and found on the counter there were paper napkins instead of towels intended for use as hand towels. Tacky. I commenced to wash my face, as I have rather oily skin that I'm sensitive about so I do what I can to reduce the sheen. I was just rinsing my face when I felt, rather than heard, someone enter the room through the unlocked pocket door behind me and then I heard the sound of a stream of urine splashing in the toilet. I was startled and quickly rinsed my eyes so I could see who it was who dared to enter the bathroom before I quitted it. It was Todd standing at the toilet behind me, legs slightly spread, one hand directing his flow into the bowl. I stood staring at him, my hands and face dripping, feeling the blood rush to my groin. The pressure from my pants told me I was close to an erection, but not quite. I left the water running on the sink in order to mask anything he might have to say. Todd finished, and I saw his arm shake as he shook his penis to rid it of the last few drops of urine. Then he turned around, slowly, as if unsure of the reception he would receive. I looked at his face questioningly, and he smiled slightly as he brought one finger to his mouth to indicate silence. I then allowed my eyes to drop to his groin, and found that he'd unzipped his shorts and tucked his underwear underneath his ample scrotum. His cock was semi-erect and was nicely offset by his lush pubic bush. I quickly grabbed a few napkins, wiped the remaining water off my face and then dropped to my knees as Todd walked towards me. He took my head in his hands as he guided his now fully erect penis into my open and willing mouth. I lavished attention to his beautiful organ, licking up and down his generously sized shaft and around its flared head. I then pulled my mouth off his shaft and licked his scrotum, biting and tugging on it until he leaned down and whispered "Suck my dick some more," so I immediately slid his shaft back into my mouth. After several more minutes, I started to get a little tired, and Todd seemed to sense my fatigue. Presently he pulled up onto my feet, and quickly undid my belt and trousers and pushed them and my underwear down around my ankles. At once his head dove down and he swallowed my own hard cock as his hand expertly manipulated my tender testicles within their drooping pouch. It was so delicious that after a few scant minutes I nearly staggered and fell with the sensations his mouth was delivering. With that, Todd stood up and then turned me around to face the wall, my hands automatically spread against the way to help me keep my balance. I had no idea what he wanted to do next, but I was so inflamed with lust that I was beyond caring. I heard him spit a little, then I felt his body heat behind me as he laid his body against mine, and felt the tip of his cock sliding up and down the crack of my ass. Then his hands settled on my hips, pulling my ass towards him slightly and I felt the hard, yet soft head of his cock nudging against my anus. He thrust a little, then withdrew and I heard him spit again. His dick returned to its position at the center of my ass, and this time he pressed it into my body. A very sharp cramp stabbed through me, I involuntarily jumped and tried to pull away from the pain, but Todd held me firmly and planted a kiss on my neck and whispered for me to relax. We held our position for what must have been a full minute, and then Todd began some small thrusting movements, gradually taking possession of my ass until he had his organ completely buried within me. I felt full and uncomfortable, but the cramp had subsided and I was feeling better with each passing second. Eventually, Todd began making some small thrusting movements, and while doing so he reached around and began to massage my somewhat wilted cock back into an erection. Then he started withdrawing his penis about halfway and then thrusting it completely up inside of me. "I've wanted you for so long," Todd whispered into my ear as he continued his gentle thrusting. "Do you like that cock up inside your ass?" I started to nod my approval when suddenly I began to orgasm, one of the most intense orgasms of my life. My cum spurted out of my penis and spattered against the wall I was facing. Todd continued to thrust into my ass, which suddenly became painful to me as my muscles seemed to contract tightly with my orgasm. After about four or five more thrusts he grunted softly and suddenly held himself very still. I could feel faint pulses of his penis through the ring of muscles of my ass, and felt a rather cool sensation inside my ass that I instinctually knew was his seed flowering inside of me. Todd's softening cock slid out of my body and slowly we hobbled over to sink and cleaned up the best we could. I took some napkins and wiped the wall down, taking care no evidence was left on the floor either. I was suddenly tired beyond measure, and Todd looked weary too. We washed up in silence, and then Todd pecked me on the cheek and slipped silently out the pocket door, while I left the bathroom via the hallway door. And so thus began our affair. We both love and have a regard and consideration for our respective wives and families, and don't foresee any divorces or anything like that. While our first encounter served to satisfy our mutual lust, during our subsequent adventures eventually we came to have a certain affection for each other. Whenever we can, we get together to give each other that which only two men can give.

Love my big dick and made it even bigger with my 00guauge pa too. Yes had rejections in my teens especially as it was too big and very frustrating when fucking and chasing guys around saying i was too big. Big breakthrough was a hung hot Daddy when I was about 21 who made sure I recognised the importance of giving up my hole and making sure i could accomodate big hung guys....best advice ever...no guy's cock is too big;)) I just find I need to be more patient when opening up and fucking a guy.....a wide open gaping hole is hot as is a tight hole which opens up and becomes sloppy;)

I was bred multiple times at 321 in Feb. and at hotel and by a poz guy at the Dc Eagle a week and a half ago. Think I was stealthed by a straight black guy in my hotel too. He said he couldn’t get into it - couldn’t get hard, but I think he came as soon as he was in my soft loose pussy. That was not lube I pushed out into my hand. Nothing but allergy symptoms so far so probably not fuck flu or this new one, but never know. Isolated now just because I want to be sure.

I watched Beach Rats the other night and now want to bare fuck Harris Dickinson's ass so hard.

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 started using vaseline in my hole when I know I'm going to be fucked for a while. It makes me so slick that I don't have to take a break unless I get a cramp in my thigh or something. Depending on how good the top is in bed, 15 minutes can give me two or more assgasms.

thank your for clarifying. interesting system. not sure i have seen this anywhere else. did the site admin(s) make this up or is it a known practice that is just new to me? looks like it's working for the people who are here as there are many members who have been regular participants for quite a long time. curious about how ppl think this system impacts the traffic and content. as a new member it's kind of a barrier to participate. but sometimes barriers are good to raise the quality.

Bobby likes to wake up with his cock in my mouth, and he always has morning wood. He wants me to practice getting it all the way down my throat without waking him up. Hasn’t worked yet. He starts fucking my head as soon as he’s all the way awake, holding on to me by my hair. When he cums, he shoves it all the way down, and holds me down on it until he’s finished. He pushes me off of it, and goes into the bathroom, and I go into Billy’s room right away. Billy sleeps late, most days, and ignores me for a while until he’s done with his shower. He said I need to be ready for his cock when he wants to fuck me, anytime, every time, as much as he wants. I try to have my ass up and face down when he comes out of the bathroom. Then I just stay there until he starts to fuck my ass. He like to just shove it all the way in at once and his cock is huge. It hurts, but I am learning to take it, and then immediately tighten up my ass on it, because he likes that. Then he fucks hard and fast, for a long time. When he gets ready to cum, he grabs my hips, and speeds up even more than before. He likes it if I moan and whimper as he gets off. As soon as he finishes, he wipes his cock off on my hair, and waits while I lick and kiss his cock. I know he likes me to really kiss it like I’m in love with it. I guess I’m getting pretty close to feeling that way. After my new roommates finish using my ass and mouth, they go to classes, and almost as soon as they leave. the maintenance man comes by, and rings the doorbell, and immediately lets himself in. He prefers face fucking me on the floor, so I try to be in that position by the time he comes in. Billy had convinced him that I didn’t need to be asked, just put into what position he wanted, and used. That first conversation Billy had with him was pretty clear on what Billy expected of me, and how he feels about cum dumps. When the maintenance man asked him my name. He said, “Come here.” and led him into the kitchen. I could hear him. “You know what this is?” “Yeah, it’s a toaster.” Said the guy. Billy said, “You like toast?” “Sometimes.” He said. “Okay.” Billy said. “Are you gonna ask the toaster to make you some toast? Do you need to know it’s name? No. It’s got two holes. You stick a piece of bread in one of them, it makes toast. It doesn’t need a name. If we both want toast, we put bread in both holes.” He brought him into my room, grabbed my hair, and turned my face toward them, and said “See,” sticking his finger into my mouth, and then bent me over the hassock, and spread my butt cheeks. “It’s got two holes. You stick your cock into whichever one you want, and it makes you cum. Unless there’s already two cocks in it, you don’t even need to wait. It’s a cum dump. That’s what it’s for.” After that, I was always pretty much waiting for him. He told me the Apartment manager would probably want me to go to his office and give hm blowjobs there, eventually, so I should be ready do him too. I spent the first few mornings after they left for school at my old apartment packing my clothes, and things in boxes. Most of the furniture didn’t belong to me, so it really didn’t take long. I needed to transfer my internet connection to their place, so I could work, but the first month I would need to come back here. I have three computers, and one of them has to run uninterrupted at least 12 hours at times. I’ve switched the location before, so I know how to do it, and how long it takes. I will have to be sure they know I can’t share the connection with them. I even have a separate connection at home for tv, and movies and stuff. I won’t transfer that, unless they want me to. (I get a pretty good deal on the second line, so they might.) The job is fairly routine for me, but it does involve ten or twelve hours a few nights every month. Mostly It’s less than an hour a day, for me though. The equipment and services are pretty expensive, so I have to be careful about moving it all. I will have to pay them the extra electric, though. (Maybe just pay for their cable instead.) Wednesday morning, as soon as I was finished with the Maintenance guy, I got showered, and went to Alpha house. I was signed up for Wendnesday and Thursday lunch shifts (11 to 4). I had no idea I would be so busy! Six loads in my mouth, and five in my ass in the first three hours. With my roommates that made fourteen! My weekday was like a gangbang! I was so full of cum! I didn’t really get much action the last two hours, although the Founder wanted a slow blow and did give me a fairly big load at the end. He asked me if I was going to be just doing lunch hours from now on. “Yessir.” I said. “I’ve got roommates now, who need regular service, and they probably want me available most of the evenings. If I have free time, should I call up and ask to be used at other times? I am not sure I can afford too many hours.” He looked at me and said, “Tell you what, cuntface: You come in Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday for a short lunch shift, and we’ll charge you the usual two day rate. As you can see, not much use for you the last half of the regular lunch shift in the middle of the week.” I was so grateful. “Oh, thank you sir! I will try to be the best cumdump in the whole of Alpha house, sir.” I started kissing his cock, to let him know how grateful I felt, being able to have so many loads. I wonder if my roommates will be inviting their friends over on weekends?

but you could so easily have a hotter part 2, or something along those lines. that story is too hot to not continue....

I personally really don't mind condoms but in the past years with prep being more available and a better understanding of HIV treatment, expectations have changed. The guys who are interested in the kind of sex I want do not want to use condoms. Like specific guys who used to be fine with them now refuse. Since I want to please them and there is not a really compelling reason to do otherwise, I decided to relent. Actually I will tell you the other side of the coin which is where I came from: I had to work through feelings of uncleanliness and danger with regard to the bodies of other men. And general cultural sex negativity that makes STIs seem like a much bigger deal than could be rationally justified. The fear was totally out of proportion to reality. Flu is more dangerous than chlamydia but I don't wear a respirator every time I go out in public. Any human interaction could potentially lead to communicable disease, that's just part of nature. A niche which will be filled by natural selection. This just in from the Bureau of Obvious Research! lol Who are these jokers. Hopefully having it published in a "respectable" format will make it more believable. I'm sure people have been saying this for 30 years though. This from the article which I only quickly scanned. An extremely dismissive and patronizing position. However I do note this is from 2011 which was different medically. If interested should probably check out the list of articles that cite this work as it looks like there are relevant up to date pieces. Perhaps more insightful. Also it looks like they used Freud's ideas about sex to structure their thinking. This isn't my field but isn't that a bit cray? Do serious sciientific people actually lean so hard on him nowadays? major red flag for me in terms of the usefulness of this work and the potentially limited insight the authors have into humans.

Andrew had been very careful ever since he took sex ed in High School, he was a late bloomer anyway and only became interested in sex after he turned eighteen. He had only been with two guys and even used condoms when he gave head. His always said you can never be too careful, he rarely drank for fear of letting his guard down but smoked pot now and then. He loved to kiss and really wanted to fall in love. Standing all of 5'7 with blonde hair and blue eyes and a tight little body just 135 lbs and a bubble butt made him great potential bottom for Devon. Devon loves young bottom boys and especially boys who have have never on bare, he gets off on turning them in hot little cum dumps. He caught Andrews attention standing at 6'1 180 pounds with brown hair and eyes and a sexy face like a model or a movie star, Devon barely acknowledge the kids existence but kept him in his peripheral vision. Andrew could not take his eyes off Devon, even as Devon headed to the bathroom. Andrew followed him to the door but hesitated to go in, he took a deep breath and went inside and Devon was at the Urinal. Andrew fumbled with his belt as he walked up to the Urinal next to Devon and pulled down his underwear and his dick fell out. Devon could see the kid was packing more than he anticipated as Andrew's dick started to grow. Andrew blushed and tried to catch a peak at Devon's dick but Devon had his hand hanging in the wrong place and he could not see anything. Devon cleared his throat and spoke, dude do you like video games? I can never find someone who is into playing, just thought I would ask. Andrew piped up, sure I love them. Into Call of Duty? Devon tucked his dick back in his underwear and told the kid to come out when he was done and they would head back to my place and play our first match, hope you are ready to get destroyed. Devon chuckled on his way out of the john as he waited for Andrew who took a little time for his Hard on to subside but he finally appeared and Devon started to walk and Andrew rushed to catch up with him. They walked about ten blocks with some small talk, Devon found out that Andrew was in college and just turned 20, lived on campus and he grew up in Iowa. Devon new he had picked the right boy, Devon asked Andrew if he was bi, gay or Straight and he cleared his throat and said Gay. Devon said that's cool, I have messed around with guy and girls but right now I am more into guy. You are a good looking guy, you have a boyfriend? Andrew piped up and said no, not right now we broke up a few months ago. That's too bad buddy, I am not seeing anyone right now either. Two guys who are care free and unattached, glad we ran into each other. Andrew could not hold back and had to say, if we have sex I only go safe. Devon said wait a minute, do you want to have sex with me? Andrew paused and said well just wanted to put that out there if that happens. Not that it needs to happen or anything, Andrews was not three shades of red as Devon put his hand on his shoulder and said there will be plenty of time to explore that if you want to, no pressure little bud. We are here Devon proclaimed as they walked up to a modern building some kind of townhome or something. They entered and Devon told Andrew to grab a seat on the sofa and he would bring him a drink. Andrew said he did not usually drink but Devon said it is really light and it will take the edge off and make you more relaxed, maybe we should smoke some pot if you are into that? Andrew said yes, I love pot! Devon, had a few laced joints already rolled and mixed some G in Andrew's drink as he headed back into the living room and handed Andrew some Gatorade and told Andrew that was all he had that was not alcoholic unless he wanted a real drink, Andrew said he would rather have pot than beer or anything. Devon smiled and sat next to Andrew as he sipped and about half way through he said do you have condoms, I do not have any with me. Devon said sure, who doesn't seems like you are really horny, no it is just I never mess around without them and I really like you. Devon leaned in and kissed the boy and they made out for a few minutes and he told Andrew to finish his drink and he would refill it and grab some pot. Andrew downed the rest and off Devon went as Andrew started to feel more relaxed and horny.

I got an email from the real estate company that owns Alpha house. I knew that the “company” was really just the office of the guy who had used his Real Estate office to set up the time share, and handle the money so that no one actually owned anything, except a time share itself. When I had joined, he explained that premium shares, and limited shares were the actual names of alpha and cumdump memberships. There was also an alpha, and a cumdump who were lawyers, and they helped set it up to avoid having anyone own anything but permission to use the facilities. The idea that cumdump's holes were facilities was not part of actual definition. Cumdumps were only allowed to use the facilities according to the schedules. Anyway, I was very surprised to get the letter. Since I didn’t know anyone by name, aside from the founding alpha, I didn’t understand why I would get an email. It just said I should come to the house during a certain time of the day, the following Wednesday. I wondered if I had done something wrong, and was going to be in trouble. I went at the earliest time given. Since no one had said to do otherwise, I went in the basement, and put my clothes in one of the basket bins just like I do when I am coming to be used for a shift. There were a few cumdumps there, being used by some alphas, so I just went to the main room, and bent over one of the fuckhorses, and waited. The founder walked over, slapped my ass, and said, “Come with me, cuntface.” I followed him out of the room, and into the office in the back of the ground floor. Two other alphas were there, and they had three chairs set up in a half circle. He sat in the middle chair, and said, “You can kneel down here, if you want.” Indicating a spot in the middle of the half circle. All three of them were dressed, and sat looking at me. “So,” he said to the others, gesturing toward me, “This is the famous cocksucker I told you about.” Everyone chuckled. “Hell, even his ass is famous. We got a visitor asking to take him home with him, and he got an invitation to be the guest of honor at a gangfuck party!” He looked at me sternly. “You been having gangbangs on your own time, cuntface?” He asked me. “No sir.” I said. "Sir, I never even really saw the guest until after he finished fucking me, and then it was mostly his cock I saw, as I cleaned him off.” “So, you heard the question?” Said one of the other two tops. “You want us to loan you out to 14 horney gangbangers in front of all their friends?" I paused for longer than even I expected. " . . . I really like being used by guys. Two at a time is fine with me, and letting them just do what they like . . . “ "You understand we can’t have anything to do with this, right? I mean, before, or after?” Said the founder. “But, we don’t own you.” You paid your rent through Friday. Their party is on a Saturday.” “But sir, I don’t want to quit being a cumdump here! I love it!” “Relax.” He said. “We let your membership lapse, on Friday. You go to the party, what happens there is up to you.” He stood up, and started to pull off his pants. “You can start right now convincing the three of us you want to come back and be ours again after all those young studs are done with you."

'What the fuck did I just do?' I thought. I had just let a stranger fuck me bareback and now he just told me he had filled my ass with poz spunk. Fucking strangers bareback was like playing Russian roulette but a lot more fun. You never know if there was a live round in the chamber and now I had had a live round fired up my ass. I looked around the room wondering if they were all poz. "We're all toxic, cumbag and you're going to get at least one load from all of us. Check out the screen" and he pointed to a TV on the wall. It was my ass on the screen. He had written neg cunt for poz spunk with an arrow to my fuck hole. Then I saw someone make a mark for the first load. I started to say something but he had his cock up to my mouth telling me to lick it clean. His cock tasted like ass and cum and it was getting me even more excited. He growled "Smile fuck pig. This is a live cam show! Now, beg for more poz seed." Why was the thought of getting my ass used as cum dump for poz seed getting me so turned on? And doing it on a live cam show. All I knew was that I was craving to be fucked and pozzed, so I found myself responding "Yes, fuck my cunt with your poz infected cock and fill me up. Plant that bug deep in my ass. I want all your toxic poz sperm in my ass." Another cock was rammed up my ass. It hurt like hell but I loved it. "I've got a weeks worth of cum saved up for you, cumbag" he snarled as he rammed his hard rod deep into my fuck hole. Unbidden, words came from my lips: "Give it to me hard and deep. Fuck yeah, ram your poz infected fuck stick into my cunt and plant your seed good and deep! Bug my hole, you mother fucker! Fill my cunt with that satanic toxic poz spunk." His pace slowed as he let out a deep guttural moan and I felt his balls release their full load of spunk in my ass. I reached between my legs and squeezed his balls, commanding "Every last drop, mother fucker!" I kept his balls in a firm grip until he was thoroughly drained. He came around and presented his cum-and-ass-slime coated cock for me to clean-up. Which, of course, I did. Even as I did so, however, another cock had been shoved up my ass. It must have been huge and I gasped. As I was trying to catch my breath someone else went down on his knees in front of me, spread his ass cheeks, and commanded me saying "Lick my fuck hole, you faggot pig." I started licking his ass probing it with my tongue. He pulled away for a second so I could get a look at his fuck hole. A bio hazard tattoo surrounded his fuck hole, the tissue of which was swollen and had obviously been fucked a lot. He pushed his ass back into my face. "Lick my toxic bug infected hole, yeah, get your tongue in good and deep." His ass was sweaty and strongly smelled, so I hesitated, but when he grunted "Clean my shit hole good you faggot fuck pig," I slid my tongue in his hole, even as my ass was being pounded hard and deep. Some one grabbed my head and thrust a cock into my face, saying "Spit on that fuck stick and lube it up." I did as I was told. It was a nice cock about seven inches in length. There was a scorpion tattoo on the top of the shaft and lightning bolt tattoos on the sides. The shaft was thick but the head was huge. I started to put it in my mouth to suck on it but he pulled away saying "Not yet bitch. You can lick it after I fuck that sperm dump you been lickin'." With that he straddled the guy whose ass I had been licking and pushed the big cock head into the toxic fuck hole. He had to push hard to get that monster cock head in but finally he managed and his whole cock slid in up to his balls which were bigger than any balls I've ever seen on a man. "Now lick my balls while I dump my toxic seed in this cum dump." I did as I was told licking his huge sweaty balls. The guy pounding his cock in my cum pit slowed his pace and held it in as deep as he could get as his balls released a torrent of hot toxic sperm deep in side my fuck canal. I could feel his cock head pulse over and over again as he just kept squirting more and more of bug infected cum up my ass. I could feel his hot seed running down my balls as it leaked out past his cock with each pulse. Someone wiped the cum off my balls and smeared it all around the ass, balls and cock that were in my face. Greedily I consumed it all. No sooner was the spent cock withdrawn from my cunt was it was replaced by another that felt like it was almost as large as the previous cock. Meanwhile the bull who had his ass in my face let out a moan and emptied his balls into that toxic bug hole, moaning "Oh fuck that feels good." Then he withdrew his cock and presented his slimy, cum and ass juice covered cock, for me to clean-up. As I took it into my mouth I noticed he was still drooling cum as he ordered "Time for you to give some back fuck pig! Stick your negative cock in that poz bug pit." Now I just love sticking my cock in a cum filled fuck hole but I also love licking cum from a freshly fucked ass. There was cum dripping out of his fuck hole and it just looked so fucking hot. I leaned forward to lick it but was grabbed roughly. "What the fuck do you think you're doing piggy? Did you hear anyone ask you to lick that poz pit? Don't worry you'll get as much bug juice to drink as you can handle! Now, fuck that bug hole!" I straddled him and slid my cock up his infested cum pit. This left my ass exposed and I was immediately rewarded with another cock in my ass. "Ohh fuck yes" I gasped, adding "Fuck me with another poz infected dick, man. Fuck me! Bug my hole with your poz injector death stick." "You like that AIDS maker in your ass faggot?" "Yes, infect me with your AIDS bug!" My cock was ass deep in poz ass as my own ass was being pounded. I pushed back against the cock in my ass so I could work my own cock in and out of the bug hole I was fucking. Each time I pushed my cock in I could feel the bug infected poz cum being forced up inside my dick. I imagined millions of poz bugs clambering to get inside me to feed on my balls from the inside. The pozzer in my ass rammed his cock in balls deep and ground it around in circles. The guy I was fucking was pushing back so I couldn't move in and out of his ass. He tightened his ass on my cock as I felt the fuck stick in my ass start to pulse and I knew I was getting another load of faggot death in my ass. The sensations were so intense. This was the most incredible sex I had ever had. I felt the cum in my balls boiling and ready to erupt. "Oh my fucking God" I grunted as I unleashed burst after burst of my cum into the poz-infected fuck pit.