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Years ago...like probably 7 or 8 years ago... I had finally succumbed to my need for cock and cum. At the time I was in my mid-30's, married with 2 boys, decent looking furry guy, bearish, 5'10" 170# and nice fat 7" bone that blasted big loads. And I was (and still am) a minister in an evangelical mega-church. Not a well-known one and small in comparison to alot of them. My slide into gay sex started like alot of guys like me - checking out dick pics, then porn, then furtive hook ups in parks and tearooms far enough away from home not to be recognized. I loved nothing more than sliding my lips over a fat dripping cock sliding through a hole in a cubicle or toilet stall or porn store booth. I progressed from fucking with condoms to fucking bareback as a top. The first raw fuck I ever had was with a legal high school kid in a public park. He watched me walk into the wooded area behind the toilets and followed. He was about 5' 8, br/br, buzz cut and smooth torso. No six-pac but fit and firm. I stopped about 50 yds into the trees and pulled out my hardening cock. He wasted no time, stripping off his shirt as he approached me and sliding his board shorts off as he stepped in front of me. So young and smooth and oozing sex. I wanted him...bad. We started making out, sucking each others cocks, he started feeding me poppers. When I was flying and moaning like a whore he flipped around and backed his sweet hole onto my bone - all the way to the root in one swift motion. His ass was so firm and round and fuckable. And it was cummy. I didn't realize it at the moment. His hole was just slick and warm and I was so buzzed on poppers I didn't give a fuck about rubbers. I pounded his sweet hole. Pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in. Speeding up and slowing down. Grinding in circle. He was moaning and spewing more filthy talk than I had ever heard. "Breed me. Rape my boyhole. Make me your bitch. Pretend I'm your son and your forcing me to take it." Making it last until I couldn't hold back I blasted cum up in him for what seemed like a full 5 minutes. Cum was dripping out of his hole. I stayed in him and kept fucking til I slipped out. He spun around and cleaned off my cock. He was still hard and dripping. As he cleaned my cock, he started tongue-washing my balls. He turned me around and in my poppers/post orgasm haze I didn't resist. He passed me the poppers and started eating my ass. I hit the brown bottle hard. Fuck. I had never felt so good. His tongue pushed deeper and deeper into my hole. He added a finger then two. I hit the poppers hard again, pretty sure I knew what was coming but I couldn't stop it. He stood and placed his hard cock at my hole just as a wave of poppers rushed over me. He pushed in slow and steady . I moaned, "Fuck me, boy! Fuck me." And he did. He started slow but sped up quickly. His cock banged my prostate hard and my cock popped back up. He pounded for I don't know how long. I was blissed out and could only feel his cock and his hot torso against my back. At some point my cock exploded and I was shooting jizz onto the ground without touching myself. He straightened up, grabbed my hips and moaned, "I'm breeding your hole. Take my load. Take my babies faggot." And he came up my ass pulse after pulse. His cock pushed deep into my body. I was letting him. Begging him for it. Hitting the poppers again. I felt like I was one with some part of myself I had never experienced before. The kid shuddered a few times and his cock slipped out of my ass. Before I could recover enough to turn around he had his shorts up and was heading out of the park. My ass was dripping cum as I watched him moving off and all I could think was, "What did I just do?" and "Fuck, I want more....now." He had left the poppers behind and as I dressed myself and caught my breath, I decided it was time to head to the porno store the next town over. I got back to my car and there was note on the windshield. It read: "Hey dude, great fuck. Loved taking your load. Just so you know, I already had three loads in my hole when you fucked me and I have HIV. And no meds. Enjoy the gift faggit." (more to cum)

Chapter 1: My Backstory Growing up I had a terrible childhood. Both of my parents were abusive towards me and degraded me every chance they got. School wasn't any better. I was picked on for being smaller than the other kids my age. Girls would laugh at me and the boys kicked my ass every chance they got. I guess my testosterone levels were low because I had a feminine voice even after hitting puberty. My penis didn't grow hardly any after puberty. At 16 I got a job at one of the local fast food restaurants. Luckily it was within walking distance of my house. My manager was a cool guy. He seemed to take an instant liking to me. One evening as we were closing up my manager Bill came up behind and just barely touched my back and I fell down in pain. He knew something wasn't right so in front of a couple of other employees he had me lift my shirt and that's when the abuse I had suffered for so many years came to light. He immediately called the police on my parents and they were arrested within the hour. Having nowhere to go Bill asked the police if it was ok for him to watch over me. They saw no problem with it. That night after arriving at Bill's house he had me tell him everything. My home life, school, and any other thing I could tell him. After telling him everything I sobbed like a little baby. He gave me a hug and said everything would be ok. He did tell me he was gay and asked me if that bothered me. It didn't. I was just thankful for him for saving me. A couple of weeks went by and I was withheld from school so I could heal. After taking time off from work and school I was beginning to heal up. One day during my healing process Bill received a letter saying my parents would be on trial the following week. Honestly I didn't want to see them again but with Bill's help I was able to testify in court. My parents were both found guilty on several charges and sentenced to 40 years a piece in prison. At the end of the trial there was an emergency hearing to determine where I would now be living. Bill stepped up and said he had no problem with me living with him. The court asked me if that was ok and I said yes. Also on the courts suggestion I was to be immediately pulled from school for my own protection. Normally that's unheard of but seeing that the teachers at the school weren't willing to protect me then there was no other choice but to pull me out. As we left the courthouse Bill asked me if I would call him Daddy now. Being naive I didn't realize what this would mean in the future. I agreed to call him Daddy from now on. Looking back it seemed only right. As we drove home he told me that I didn't have to work at the restaurant any longer. My job was to take care of our home and him. I just nodded my head and said Yes Daddy. Daddy took really good care of me and his friends seemed to like me as well. I was definitely enjoying being a Daddy's Boy. When my 18th birthday rolled around Daddy asked me what I wanted. I was so grateful to him already for being my Daddy that I innocently told him that all I wanted to do was please him forever. Daddy took this in a whole other way. I was about to find out that Daddy had been grooming me for the last two years to truly be his boi.

102 years ago it was the US government who did it and we wound up killing 2.7% of the people around the globe (1 in every 37 people!). The Spanish Flu originated in Kansas and was spread around the globe by the US military. Our military was warned by health experts to do certain things and they repeatedly ignored the advice and did them anyway. We also suppressed information in the name of "we're fighting a war and don't want our enemy to know how this is affecting us" (the very same excuse our military used to suppress information a day or two ago). So as Americans it's not our place to judge the Chinese government. About the furthest we can go is to say "We made that same mistake 102 years ago. It turned out horribly. If only people would learn from history and follow the advice of experts."

couldn’t believe it. Standing there holding the kid’s note. Realizing I had HIV swimming at my ass. I was still buzzed from the poppers and still horned up for more cock up my ass. But I knew I had to do something about this. At that point in my slide into perversion, I wasn’t ready to be HIV positive. I had a church, a wife, two sons... I could lose all that right at that moment right at that point in time. I knew what I could do. My congregation had been working with an AIDS hospice for several years. I knew about pep. The strange thing was, I wasn’t completely freaked out. I wasn’t afraid or angry or disappointed in myself. I wasn’t mad at the kid. The truth is I was horned up as fuck. I knew I wanted more cock, more raw cock in my ass. I wanted as much cock as I could get. My choice for the moment was to head to a hospital. There was a hospital about 40 miles away where I wouldn’t be known and I went to the walk-in clinic. I gave them some bullshit story about fooling around in and a broken condom and just being a little worried. They did a quick test to check my status - negative of course. They prescribed a course of anti-retroviral’s. And told me to come back in three months for a test. I did get test at three months later but not there. I got a Home kit and it came back non-reactive and I had it confirmed at the local STD clinic. But none of that stopped my slide into bareback sex. I couldn’t help myself now. For a while I went back to using rubbers except for sucking cock which I did a lot off. I knew three or four good porno stores within a couple hours drive of my house. I would go out in the afternoons on Saturdays and spend hours in a booth in a porno store sucking every dick that came through the hole. I didn’t care. It could be an old cock, young cock, Big or little, cut or uncut, I didn’t care. I just want it hard dripping cock sliding into my mouth into my throat. I craved cum. I craved bitter cum, sweet cum, from any cock I could get into my mouth and into my body. Big or little, cut or uncut,. I didn’t care. I just want hard dripping cock sliding into my mouth, into my throat. I craved cum. I crave bitter cum, sweet cum from any cock I could get into my mouth and into my body. it wasn’t long before I took another load. After getting my test at the three months and knowing that I was clear of HIV, I started thinking about hard cock up my ass again. I started thinking about that kid in the woods sliding his raw hard cock up my ass balls deep. I fantasized about that encounter over and over again thinking about his cock swelling in my ass rammed in balls deep. I could still imagine his cock firing spurt after spurt toxic cum up into my body. Every time I thought about it I stroked off. I slid my cock through my spit laden hand. I fantasized over and over again. Seeing his smooth young body. Feeling his nice hot smooth warm ass. And I started craving cock. I started craving poz cock. I gave up topping with rubbers and left my load indiscriminately in any ass that would take my cock. I loved sliding my hard cock into some stranger in the porno store. A month after I confirmed that I was still negative, I found myself back at the same park where the kid shot is toxic load up in me. I sat in my car for a few minutes stroking my cock looking at porn on my phone. I wanted it again. I wanted that boy’s cock again. I had already started checking out bug chasing on the web. Reading stories about guys who took HIV-positive loads into their asses willingly. But I never really considered it something I would do until that moment sitting in the car stroking my cock thinking again about that sweet smooth boy. As I sat there in the car stroking in the public parking lot, cars moving by me, people walking back-and-forth, I started muttering to myself. I started muttering about wanting cock. And then I said there’s something I had never said before. I said it out loud. “ I want poz cock. I want some guy to shoot his aids babies up my ass. I want HIV. I want aids.“ and then almost like a prayer I said “ God I want aids. Give me a aids up my ass.“ I put down my phone. Tucked my dripping cock back in the my pants. I got out of the car and walked back up into the woods. I just knew somebody would be in there. Somebody who wanted to fuck me. Somebody who wanted their cock sucked. And I was rightlm I didn’t get aids that afternoon. I didn’t get a poz cock.But I did suck off two old trolls with stubby dicks. Their cocks smelled slightly rank. The smell of old piss. They were uncut. But they were there. They had hard cocks and I sucked them both. I switched back-and-forth from one to the other. I suck them deep. I slobbered all over their balls. I begged him to come in my mouth.They called me a faggot and they called me a whore and they called me the bitch, but I loved every minute of it. I loved swallowing their bitter cum. They both shot a huge loads that dribbled down my chin. I couldn’t help myself I wanted cum. Any cum. As I was there on my knees, second guy coming into my mouth, the first one turned his cock toward my face and let go a stream of piss. They laughed at me. They both laughed. They both called me a worthless piece of shit faggot. I just mumbled,” Thank you sir.“ And sat on the ground as they walked away soaked in their Piss and tasting there cum. Licking up what had dribbled from my mouth. It was at that moment I knew I was a bug chaser. I started planning in my mind how I would start my next raw fuck. With somebody I knew had a high viral load. I was going to get myself knocked up

Chapter 2: Gentle Giant Daddy was much bigger than myself. He stood well over six feet tall and still had his Auburn hair. He wasn't fat but sort of stocky. Me on the other hand I was tiny compared to Daddy. As Daddy took me by the hand and led me into the bathroom I felt a bit nervous. I wasn't sure what was going on. We entered the bathroom and Daddy had me undress. I was scared shitless because I didn't know what Daddy was going to do to me. Daddy saw my nervousness and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. I wasn't repulsed but actually enjoyed his tenderness. He looked me in the eyes and asked me to trust him and he wouldn't harm me in any way. I smiled up at him and Daddy helped me into the tub. He then reached underneath the sink and took out some sort of bottle with a hose attached to it. Daddy saw my confused look and told me it was to clean out my butthole. Ok honestly I was scared because I had never had anything up my butt before. But with Daddy's reassurance I relaxed and did as I was instructed to do. He turned on the warm water to help relax me. As I started to relax Daddy had me get on all fours and then lean forward with my butt in the air. Daddy filled the bottle up with water and then started rubbing some sort of lube on my hole. It felt weird but wonderful at the same time. As he was rubbing the lube around my hole he gently pushed a finger inside me. I yelped, not out of pain, but rather shock. As I got used to his finger inside my butt I realized this wasn't so bad. Once I got used to his finger he started moving it in and out of my hole. I was so focused on Daddy's finger and how good it felt that I didn't realize I was moaning. Daddy kept fingering my hole for a few minutes and then he withdrew it. I actually whimpered because I wanted, no I needed his finger back inside me. Daddy gave me another gentle kiss and told me to be patient that I needed to be cleaned out first. I gave him a puppy dog look and said Yes Daddy. He rubbed some more lube on my hole and then rubbed some on the nozzle itself. He asked me if I was ready and I said Yes Daddy. He slowly started pushing the nozzle up my butt and once it was fully in Daddy told me to relax that I was about to feel the warm water enter my hole. As he undid the fastener to release the water it felt strange having a liquid enter me. I quickly noticed however that I was getting a full feeling inside of me. Daddy emptied the entire bottle inside of me and then slowly withdrew the nozzle. I had never felt so full in all my life. Daddy told me to relax and let the water do its work. After some time I started cramping. Daddy told me to hang on that it wouldn't be much longer. The minutes were beginning to feel like hours at this point. When I was on the brink of collapsing Daddy told me to push out the water. Oh my God, everything that came out of me was horrible. And damn it stunk. After several minutes of releasing my bowels Daddy informed me that I needed one more round just to make sure I was thoroughly cleaned out. I really didn't want to do another round but I trusted Daddy. He did tell me the second time wouldn't be as long and I was definitely thankful. Again he filled up the bottle and proceeded to lube my hole and the nozzle. He inserted the tube slowly again and released the water. This time once I started cramping up Daddy had me go ahead and release the water. Thankfully this time it was pure water that came out. Daddy then helped me stand up and helped me out of the tub. He ran some water and bleach in the tub to help clean up the mess that came out of me. I will say I felt lighter and more clean than I could remember ever feeling. Up to this point I wasn't sure why Daddy had me endure that. I was definitely confused. Daddy then took my hand and led me into another bathroom. This time he took off his clothes and led me into the shower. Now I generally didn't notice guys before but Daddy was impressive. A little bit of a belly but not huge. But his cock. Damn it looked huge. Daddy caught me staring and asked if I liked what I saw. My only response was Yes Daddy. Wait. What did I just say? My own penis started getting hard at seeing Daddy's cock. But even hard I was tiny compared to Daddy's soft cock. Am I gay for getting turned on by another man? Daddy lifted up my chin and this time gave me a very passionate kiss. At this point I melted into his arms. We kissed for several minutes before he broke the kiss and helped me into the shower. As Daddy started the shower he again gave me another passionate kiss. I was not sure if I was truly gay but I enjoyed kissing Daddy. As he broke the kiss again he let the water flow over our bodies. I couldn't help but stare at this beautiful man. Daddy grabbed a washcloth and soaped it up. He then started bathing my body which felt wonderful. He took his time in cleaning me and then he started rubbing my penis with the cloth. That felt great. He gently rubbed the washcloth back and forth for several minutes and then without warning I came. I was slightly embarrassed but Daddy just smiled and said Good Boy. After Daddy finished washing me off he then had me do the same to him. I took my time and was enjoying washing Daddy. The only part of his body that I didn't wash was his cock. I still wasn't sure if I wanted to touch it. So many questions raced through my mind. If I touch it am I gay? Should I touch it? Does Daddy expect me to touch it after he touched me? My decision was made for me as Daddy gently pushed me down onto my knees where I was now face to face with his cock. I took the washcloth and gently started washing Daddy's cock. His cock was beginning to grow and I had to ease back a little bit or else it would have hit me in the face. I washed his cock for several minutes and I enjoyed washing Daddy's cock. Up until this point I hadn't considered any of this gay. That is until I started wondering what if Daddy expected more from me. Could I actually suck his cock? I soon realized I was gay and I wanted to suck Daddy's cock. I was now lustig for that cock. Daddy noticed my attitude change and before I got the chance to taste his cock Daddy helped me up and out of the shower. We dried each other off somewhat while kissing passionately. When we were somewhat dry Daddy led me into the bedroom and and had me lie on my back. I was about to get my first taste of gay sex.

Colin pushed his shorts off and got on his knees, leaning against the canoe. He knew Ken had a temper and didn't want to cross him, but also didn't want to get fucked. He wasn't sure what was worse, but decided to see how bad it was taking Andy's dick. One of his ex-girlfriends had fingered his ass a few times and it really got him to shoot hard, so maybe this wouldn't be too bad. Then he remembered that Andy's cock was a lot bigger than her finger. Andy knelt down behind Colin and spit on his hole a few times. He pressed a finger in and finally got it inside after adding a few more gobs of spit. "Fuck, you're tight. You a virgin?" asked Andy. "I ain't no fag" Colin said defiantly. "God, I love fuckin' virgins. So tight and easy to destroy their holes. I might even get you knocked up on the first fuck" Andy said as he worked his finger in deeper. He soon added a second finger, twisting the pair around inside Colin's quivering hole. "Three or just go for my cock?" Andy wondered and decided he needed to fuck too badly. Colin screamed out as Andy roughly shoved his dick into the slightly relaxed opening. Colin writhed and yelled as Andy worked his dick further into Colin's ass. The only people that could hear him, though, were the other guys in his group. Some whistled, some cheered Andy on and some clapped. All slowed their canoes to watch Andy deflower Colin's cunt. Andy didn't wait for Colin to get used to his cock inside him and was driving his cock in and out of him seconds later. Colin faded in and out of conciousness for a bit as the pain racked his body. His hole kept spasming around Andy's cock and it didn't let Andy fuck long. Colin's hole was tight and there wasn't a lot of spit to lube his cock. He knew he was precumming but the flesh sleeve gripped his shaft tightly and really gave a lot of friction on it. Colin's groaning was turning Andy on and his cock was throbbing while he pumped his cock in harder and harder. "FUCK! Oh god!!! NOOOOOOO!!! Please... STOP!!!" Colin yelled out. "Not until I fuckin' breed that virgin hole!" Andy replied as he shoved in one more time and felt his cock pulse as ropes of viral cum flooded Colin's chute. Andy groaned out "Come on, boys, time to charge up another straight guy!" The pain was still shooting through his body as Colin realized his ass was getting filled with another guy's cum. He was freaked out and then he heard Andy's comment which made no sense to him. What "boys" was he talking about? They were the only ones on the sandbar, right? At least the cock pounding his ass had stopped and he could feel just a gentle rocking motion from Andy. Andy slapped each butt cheek and slowly pulled out saying "Mmm, pink cum, my favorite kind." "Back in the canoe, we gotta catch up to the other guys" Andy said. Colin slowly stood and pulled his shorts up, the pain in his ass making him move slowly. He finally pushed the bow of the canoe in the water and sat down, with more pain surging through his body. As they paddled down the river, the pain slowly changed to a dull ache. A little over an hour later, as they spotted a few canoes ahead of them, Andy yelled out "Beach on the right!" and they landed on another sandbar. "Show me that ass again" Andy said as he walked up to Colin. "Please... I can't take any more. I'll suck you again... but no fucking" Colin pleaded. Andy chuckled "Maybe later. I feel like fuckin' ass again so on your knees."

Sorry about the wait. Part 3 – Embarrassing Confessions “What do you think?” Mike asked me, “I’d have preferred bigger” I jokingly remarked ending it with a wink. Mike just smiled at me, a glint in his eye. “While you’re down there do you care to see what the host has wrapped? Remember no peeking before the fun begins” He said a smile spread along his face. I didn’t need much more convincing as I eagerly got down on my knees, placing my hand on his crotch, “Not bad” I remarked with a cheeky smile. I started rubbing it, resisting the urge to remove the briefs. My face slowly moved closer and closer to his big beautiful bulge, while he placed his hands on the back of my head. The urge to taste what was about to come grew; unknowingly I started to inch close, my mouth watering at the thought of his taste and the feel of his cock on my tongue, my mouth opened. I got closer my mouth just 3mm away from his bulge when Mike grabbed my hair and pulled me back. “Now now, no need to rush” he said with a grin as he stepped back, “there will be more time for that later. We best not leave the guys waiting”. He guided me through to a larger dimly lit room where a group of at least 20 guys were standing around talking, but as soon as I walked in the conversation stopped and they all stared at me as I followed Mike to an area where only 11 guys stood. It was then I noticed that some of them had the same colour cockring bands (white) while others didn’t (blue); Mike quickly whispered in my ear “so what do you think? You excited to be one of tonight’s offerings?” I looked around at the group of guys who were here to use my hole the way it deserves, Some well-toned, others kind of chubby or skinny, all of different ages and races. I noticed some had tattoos, but the room was too dim to tell what they were. I couldn’t hide my eagerness and beamed a smile at Mike “I think this is going to be hot” He smiled at this “and looking forward to all the gifts these guys are going to give you? And please say your response loud enough for the group” he said in a much louder voice. The other offerings smiled, I guess they to also got this question and gave the same reply. I take a moment,, took in a breath and let out in a loud voice “I CAN’T WAIT TO GET THE GIFT FROM ALL THESE GUYS THAT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR! I’M A NO LOADS REFUSED TOTAL BAREBACK CUM DUMP AND NOTHING WILL MAKE ME NOT TAKE ANY OF THESE GUYS LOADS!” I leant forward slightly panting, face red from the excitement and the lack of breath the silence broken by a loud cheer from the guys who’ll fill my hole with the occasional “Of course you want our gifts” and “don’t worry son that ass is in good hands”. Mike smiled at my reply and told me to stand with the others. As I walked to them I noticed the wall they were standing in front of had large holes in with 11 A4 frames that were empty over each hole with a letter in each frame; P, B, R. I could see which hole was for me as just above those frames were A5 face pictures.

I totally agree. When you've never douched you don't have a clue how the human body is filled with shit. None what so ever. Early on my hedonistic path I was schooled by a fuck buddy on this. I would always hit him up and want to meet in 5 or 10min. He would always hesitate and make up some excuse to delay ( I realize that now). Then finally he just came out and explained to me that douching takes time and potential for accidents. That discussion really opened my eyes.

3. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t heartbroken being betrayed by Tommy, but after watching that video, something clicked. Seeing Peter’s manly body, monstrous cock and balls, the sex he exudes made me realize that I could never compete. Watching and re-watching that video made me realize that Peter took away my boyfriends because I wasn’t meant to have them. I wasn’t good enough. It was sad and liberating to realize this. I also couldn’t get Peter out of my mind. The way Tommy groveled and worshipped Peter’s cock. I wanted to experience that. It was June, about a month after Tommy left me, when I worked up the courage to message Peter. Me: Hey Peter My heart was racing. My body was shaking. I squeezed my phone as I waited for his response. After a couple hours, he finally responded. Peter: What the fuck do you want, faggot? Me: About the video you sent Peter: yeah? Me: I thought it was hot Peter: lolol you are such a pathetic lil bitch Me: hahah yeah you have a really nice cock Peter: I know Me: If you’re free, maybe we can hang out sometime Peter: And do what, faggot? Me: Just hang out and whatever Peter: Tell me what you really want or Im done with this convo He knew what I wanted, but he was taunting me, asserting his dominance over me. Me: I want you to fuck me Peter: HAHAHAH Me: Please, Peter. I want what Tommy got About 5 minutes passed until I got a response. Peter: Be at my place in an hour, fag That was all he said. That’s all I needed to hear. It was 4:15 PM when I hopped in the shower and cleaned out. I put on a t-shirt and sweatpants, and called an Uber. Peter lived in a really seedy part of town. The buildings were all tagged with graffiti. Some houses were boarded up with plywood. The sidewalks were littered with broken bottles and cigarette buds. I walked up to his apartment complex texted him I was outside. He buzzed me and told me to go to unit 403 on the fourth floor. He said the door would be unlocked. I made my way up the stairs to unit 403 and opened the door, I was greeted with a familiar site. Peter was sitting on the futon, naked from the waist down. He had on the same grease-stained tank top and was slowly jacking his cock. I couldn’t believe it. I had jacked off to this scene from the video he sent me at least 50 times, but it was finally a reality. “Get over here,” Peter barked. Without saying a word, I walked over and kneeled before him. “Tell me what you want,” Peter said. “Pppplease, I…w…w..wanttt yourrr cccockkkk s..ssir,” I replied. “Louder,” Peter commanded. I begged him again. I could smell the warm scent of his crotch. I was desperate to taste him. He smacked his cock on my face. It hurt but I was so horny and so hungry that I didn’t care. He smacked my face a few more times before he finally let me taste it. I devoured his cock like a madman. My hands ran all over his hairy thighs as my head bobbed up and down. I inhaled deeply each time I went down. His crotched was musky and ripe with old sweat. His balls were sticky as if they hadn’t been washed in a few days, but I didn’t mind. In fact, I loved every bit of it. “You see that? Look at what a lil bitch your ex is,” Peter said. I felt a presence come up from behind, but I didn’t want to stop worshipping Peter’s cock. Tommy emerged and sat next to Peter. He was wearing nothing but a jockstrap. Our eyes briefly met. His face was filled with disgust. Mine filled with lust and hunger. Tommy dove into Peter’s right armpit and began sniffing and licking. Peter began finger fucking Tommy. He jackhammered 3 fingers into Tommy’s hole. Tommy lifted his legs and was moaning. He was never this vocal when we had sex. But I wasn’t surprised. As I worshipped the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever laid eyes on, I knew Peter was a better lover in every way. Peter pushed me off his cock and turned to Tommy. He jammed 4 fingers into his hole. Tommy’s face was that of pure ecstasy. This continued for some time when Peter reached into the futon cushion and grabbed a small oblong bottle. By this point, I was fully naked and playing with my cock. Peter then took off his tank top, unscrewed the bottle cap, and did 3 bumps of this white powder. He then sprinkled some onto his cock and then shoved it into Tommy’s hole. Tommy’s face lit up. Peter piston fucked Tommy for a few minutes when he finally roared. His body convulsed for a few seconds and few on top of Tommy. What!?! That was suppose to be my load!! I thought to myself “Thank you, sir. Thank you,” Tommy repeated over and over. “Get over here and clean off my cock,” Peter said. As I crawled over, I noticed how loose Tommy’s hole was, much much looser than when I last saw it. It didn’t matter because I turned my attention to Peter’s cock which dangled in front of me. I licked every inch, cleaning off all the juices. When Peter was finally satisfied, he kicked me off and walked to his room. Soon after, Tommy went into what I figured was his room. I didn’t know what to do. I was still incredibly horny and wanted Peter to fuck me. I felt confused, lost, and vulnerable. I sat there until the sun finally set. I looked at the clock and it was 10 past 8. I must have been sitting there for a couple hours lost in thought. Peter opened his door and turned on the lights to the living room. “You’re still here? What the fuck do you want?” He said. “I…um…can you…please…fuck me?” I replied. He paused, then took our his phone, snapped a picture of me, and started texting. He was on his phone for a few minutes when he finally looked up and said, “If you want me to fuck you, you gotta earn it.” “Um, sure,” I said. “Good. You do what I say, and I let you ride my cock,” Peter said. “Yessir,” I responded. “Follow me. Leave your clothes here, we’re not going far,” he replied. He walked out of the apartment and I got extremely nervous. I didn’t want to be naked outside. Peter saw my hesitation and said, “Do you want me to fuck you or not?” That was all the encouragement I needed. I shuffled to the front door and followed him to unit 510 on the fifth floor. We were greeted by tall, lanky shirtless guy. He had tattoos along his lower abdomen and right pec. He looked pretty trashy, but in a hot way. “Not bad, man,” the mystery guy said. He told us to come in. I followed Peter to the living room. I was told to sit on the ground while Peter sat on the dingy sofa. A part of me was nervous. When I left the house today, I thought I was going to be fucked by Peter, but now Im in some stranger’s house completely naked and yet to be fucked. But my body was still. It was complete cognitive dissonance. My mind was in so much shock that it felt almost blank. “Listen boy, if you want me to fuck you then you have to do everything my buddy says. Understand?” Peter said. I slowly nodded my head. His buddy then walked over and held a glass pipe in front of me. I looked over to Peter, eyes filled with uncertainty and fear. “Put your mouth on the pipe and inhale,” Peter commanded. I opened my mouth slowly and his buddy put the pipe on my lips. I heard the sound of the lighter, gas emitting and the faint whispers of the flame. I saw white clouds fill the pipe. I inhaled. “Hold it,” Peter said. I obeyed. “Release.” I obeyed. I heard the lighter again. More white clouds. I knew what to do. Inhale. Hold. Exhale. Lighter. Cloud. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. My body started to relax. My thoughts racing. I felt so alive.

1. Because Covid-19 is far more contagious than HIV and can therefore spread very fast. 2. Because with a hospitalization rate of 20%, Covid-19 has the potential to completely overwhelm the healthcare system (as has already happened in Italy). It's not just gay people who need to be avoiding contact. It's everyone. I did the math yesterday for the US (based on CDC numbers) and if we don't slow it down, we could easily have 40 million cases by the end of April. I know that sounds ridiculous, but honestly, that's the way the math works out. 😕

Part 2: Let's Get You Ready The thought of the feast of cocks and meal of loads my hole was going to get made it quiver with anticipation while my mouth drooled at the thought of tasting them. These thoughts came to a halt as the door opened and the sight of Mike filled my view. “Ah, you must be Alex!” Mike Boomed happily as he let me indoors. He started guiding me through his beautiful, large house (perfectly sized for the event, I will admit) “Welcome to the party! I have a few things to tell you before we get you in position but first let’s get you out of those pesky clothes!” He said as he pointed to a closed door. I slowly reached out and grasped the door handle to go in while Mike followed shortly behind; a wide smile appearing across his face. I thought: ‘seems someone has something planed!' “Oh! Before I forget, here is your band. Make sure you wear it throughout all the event activities.” Mike said while tossing a white band at me. “What is it for?" I replied as I was slowly stripping down while ensuring to have a look at his body. Shame he was wearing those y front briefs; though the bulge it was showing make me very happy and eager for what was to come! “Have you ever been to a bareback party before?” He asked. “No.” I replied feeling kind of embarrassed but also confused. “This band is used to help allocate you a cock. You agreed that you wanted to be randomly selected to service the needs of any top here, right?” Mike responded. “Yes!” I said nodding rapidly as I put on my band. He smiled at the sight of my putting the band on and let out a little chuckle. “The other attendees are wearing them on their wrists but you’ll be servicing the guys in various ways so its best you put it here”. During his explanation, Mike removed the band. He grasped my already hard cock, slide it over and pulled my balls through. “So it’s a cock ring for me?” I asked. His response was a simple nod. After I changed out of my clothes, he took me to the side and placed me up against the white wall. He told me to smile as he took a picture. “Why do you need that?” I asked. I was confused about its purpose. “You’ll find out soon!” Mike replied with a devious smile as he left the room. “Stay here.” he said as he went out the door. I sat in the room and waited for Mike to return. Thanks to the new cock ring, my cock was still hard. After a few minutes passed, the door opened and Mike came in with a random guy in tow. “Alex this is David. He will be your fantasy come true." My eyes darted to David; eagerly knowing what he is packing. “If you don’t believe him, you can come have a feel” said David. “Just don’t undo the wrapping! I want you to guess which one of us is me”. I walked over and knelt down in front of David. I slowly moved my hand to his crotch while staring at his Y-front briefs. He was as hung as a horse! His cock snaked up the side of his briefs while they struggled to keep it contained. My hand finally touched his warm throbbing member. “Wow! I didn’t know they got this big!” I said looking up at David. “Now you do!” He responded as I slowly leaned closer to give it a teasing lick through the briefs. “How big is it?” I asked excitedly. "It's 9 inches Long and, well, you don’t need me to tell you how thick!” He surely didn’t as he was clearly very thick! I could tell just from having my hand on it. I knew that one hand wouldn’t be able to close around it! “You best get through to the room, David. I’ll be sure to bring Alex with me.” David nodded to Mike and gave me a little wink before leaving the room. The thoughts of how it would feel flooded my mind.

I was never a chub chaser till I became a dedicated bare backer and breeder. A huge turn on for me to spread those enormous butt cheeks and get into that hidden, sweet tight hole. Even better when I tag-team fuck with another top cause it works well to have a buddy pull apart the chub butt cheeks for good penetration. What do chubs on this site think about this? Hope you big boys don't think your big asses are just being used; they're actually being appreciated and worshipped.

Since I've been deemed "essential" by the company and the government, I'm continuing to go to work. And since the guy from Scruff and I have been fucking since the beginning of the month, we both decided to keep meeting up on my trips. A few segments on my trips have cancelled, creating longer layovers in Phoenix. On the 19th, since I didn't have to wake up early on the 20th, he suggested I plan to sleep over at his place. Have a cocktail or two, fuck, eat a little, etc. I arrived at 7:30, and he welcomed me at the door with a big kiss. We had a drink, and immediately after he started pulling my clothes off me and bringing me to the bedroom. We made out and rolled around naked for a bit before he grabbed the lube and started fucking me. He was pretty horny and dumped a load within 10 minutes. We kissed and groped each other some more, and I decided it was my turn to fuck him. I fucked him in a couple of positions, for quite a while....maybe 20 minutes. When I was done, he said that I really brought my "A" game as a top. We cuddled a bit, had a snack, watched some TV, and went to bed. Of course, spooning in the dark he got horny again and fucked me some more (but didn't cum). We drifted off and in the morning I woke up and was alone in bed. He'd sent me a text (he was in the living room) telling me to let him know when I was ready for coffee....very cute LOL. On the 23rd, he was going to trek over to my hotel. The plan was to have some room service and play. He'd planned on arriving at 6:30, but his last conference call went really long, so it was closer to 7:00 when he arrived. He could only stay a couple of hours, so we fucked first. It was all kind of quick compared to our previous get togethers, probably 45 minutes and we'd both given a load. We ordered room service, I had a cocktail, and we ate our meal picnic style on the bed. At 9:15 he had to head out, and we said our goodbye's and made plans to meet up again on Sunday (my last trip of the month). We'll be able to meet earlier in the day, for a longer time, if all goes well and I have no cancellations. Fingers crossed.

Got onto Grindr last night for a Hail Mary attempt. DIdn't take long. I was looking for someone who was interested in a little risk. Young black buy. I told him where I should be and what I was going to be wearing. It was dark and right at curfew time which was 9pm, but park was still open till 10. Bent over the railing over the river. He walked up behind me and quietly stood there. I pulled by shorts down and handed him some lube. I hadn't asked how big he was, but I guess I should have asked. He grabbed my hips and took me balls deep. It was all I could do not to scream. Damn he was big and hard. He pounded fast and hard for just a couple of minutes and then went balls deep again and grunted. Stood there a bit as he got soft and I handed him a bar towel. ( I buy them by bulk at Sams for just this reason. ). he walked off leaving me with my shorts down around my ankles and cum leaking down my leg. I pulled them up and headed home. (about 2 blocks) Have hopes for tonight. Although it's suppose to rain, might still be fun.

NOTE: These events are purely fictional and more parts will be added over time as well as making edits when needed. Part 1: Hook Line and Sinker I’d only just joined Breeding Zone, but within a few minutes I was contacted by a random guy going by the name of MikeBBTop. His pics looked hot, looking early to mid-30’s with a well-kept body which was slightly toned. I eagerly searched through his pics for a cock pic and there it was a gorgeous thing to see, sitting erect it had to be about 7” with a bit of girth to it (I’ve never been much of a size queen). I examined the pic closely to help me imagine what it would be like, staring closely I notice that just above his cock he has some kind of tattoo, but it’s covered by his hand. I eagerly responded to his message: Hey, I love your pics and I find your star tattoo appealing. I didn’t have to wait too long for his reply Hello willing hole and thanks I like my tattoo as well, by the way you can call me Mike. After a while he asked how dedicated I was to bareback, I confessed that “I want… No, I need to bareback and that I desire nothing more than to be fucked bareback”. He seemed greatly appeased by this news and instantly offered me an invite to his next bareback party. I eagerly accepted the thought of being fucked bare overtaking my every thought. Though this quickly ended when he sent me an invite pack with a cover letter which read: You have hereby accepted your invitation to be a designated no loads refused cum dump at our annual bareback party on Friday the 23rd February 2018 to 25th February 2018. Just reading the letter was enough to make my cock rock solid and my hole ravenous for a cock and its load. The pack also asked for stats, pics, fantasies and my most recent test results, which prompted me to ask “are all the guys tested?” Mike replied immediately “Yes, they’ve all been tested prior to today”. After hearing that I filled out the pack and sent it bac­­k as fast as I could type. Days past, the anticipation of what is to come only got more and more unbearable. In my eagerness I started practicing with my plugs to make sure my hole could take every cock that was offered and wanted to fuck and breed my hole. But now I’m here standing out front of the house on the 25th my hole un touched for a couple days to ensure the first few cocks get a nice tight hole. I reached out my heart beating faster and louder the closer I came to pushing the bell until I felt like my heart stopped, The bell was pressed the point of no return has been reached. The thought of the meal of cocks and loads my hole was going to get made it quiver with anticipation while my mouth drooled at the thought of tasting them...

I usually have a little precut when I get in and stripped. The first 10-15 strokes almost always pushes a good amount of precum out, which feels like a full load cumming out. I’m bi but have had major trouble getting fully hard lately, I’d honestly rather take a good sized hard cock and have what he calls anal orgasms which are more intense than from just my cock. I truly don’t miss having a throbbing cock pumping cum anymore, my anal orgasms are so much more intense. I don’t know how to handle my hetero relationship now because I really prefer to have my cum fucked out of me instead. Maybe I’ve truly cum to understand a dumb bitches role as a receptacle...

This is very true, most bottoms I have met are mortified when an accident happens. The colon can be an uncooperative friend. A need trick fisting bottoms have shown me ( I would only use this if you are bottoming in a group situation or for a few hours) Clean and then take immodium it slows down the digestive track and really minimizes the chance of a mess

Part 7 - Day 4 At Sea Luca woke and stretched in bed still feeling a little tired from his late night. He had so much fun playing cat and mouse with Brad, avoiding him by sticking with his parents to watch the show and listening to the band in the Duchess Room. He thought about ordering breakfast in bed but that would mean Ramon and no doubt a blow job. Making it down to breakfast just before 9am his parents were on their way out of the restaurant. Having a quick catch up with them he then looked over and noticed Brad was ordering his breakfast and sat alone. He kissed his parents and walked over to his families table. "Morning Luca" Brad said looking up and smiling "have breakfast with me". Luca smiled "Morning Brad" he said sitting down opposite him with the waiters setting a place for him. Brad just smiled at Luca "You play a good game of hide and seek" he said chuckling. Luca laughed "You think?" he replied "or am I playing hard to get?". Brad laughed "You can run but you can't hide" he said then went quiet for a moment "I like you, your fun". Luca ordered his breakfast and sipped his coffee "I like teasing you" he replied staring at Brad. "Do you squirm when your being fucked?" Brad asked out of the blue shocking Luca who went bright red. Seeing the funny side he smiled "I don't know why?" he replied putting his cup down. Brad shrugged his shoulders "I like it when they squirm and beg for me to stop". "Your very full of yourself" Luca replied chuckling. Brad smiled and licked his lips "You will be full of me and begging me to stop when I get you later". Luca carefully glanced around making sure they couldn't be heard "Are you that good then?". Brad chuckled "You will find out tonight" he replied "one thing for sure I won't cum in your mouth" he said winking. Luca looked down and picked his cup up and drank some more coffee "I have such a hard on". Brad burst out laughing causing a few tables to turn and look. Over breakfast he and Luca got to know each other better and hung out for most of the day sunbathing. Luca found out that James was Brad's partner and he confessed to getting fucked by James in the steam room the day before. Brad chuckled telling Luca he knew all about it then stopped himself from revealing about the wager they had on Luca's ass. By lunchtime the other three guys turned up and joined Brad and Luca sunbathing. Despite Luca's obvious sexual attraction to Brad, he actually found Oliver to be quite a character and loved talking to him. Oliver was incredibly taken by Luca and on the verge of falling in love with him, he had the looks and a perfect body. For the first time in Oliver's life he felt a little conflicted over their deceit with Luca, especially after spending so much time getting to know him. Oliver and Luca went to the bar to fetch some drinks late in the afternoon affording them some time alone, they sat on the bar stools ordering the drinks. Oliver laughed at Luca's joke watching him "You are such a nice person Luca". Luca smiled "Are you hitting on me as well?" he asked making Oliver smile. "Of course I am" Oliver replied confidently "I like you and not just in a sexual way". "Oh" Luca sat there dumbfounded at the words looking down "so your not just out to bed me?". Oliver looked at him "If you asked me that a couple of days ago my answer would have been yes". Luca nodded "So what changed your mind?" he asked curiously. "You" Oliver replied "I mean.. well I don't know what I mean. I find you quite amazing as a person". Luca looked across at the group "If this was in any other circumstance I would find it flattering". "How come you don't then?" Oliver asked unsure if he really wanted him to answer. Luca smiled "It is nothing personal Oliver. You live in New York and I live in England, distance plain and simple". Oliver chuckled "I could move to England" he said sounding serious. Luca shook his head "Please don't, it is not fair to put me in this situation". Oliver handed over his cruise card to pay for the drinks "Sorry, I have never felt this way before around someone". Luca touched Oliver's leg "There must be hundreds of men in New York who would love you". Oliver smiled "No, they see the Central Park penthouse that's all" he replied standing up. "I am not in any rush Oliver" Luca said standing up "let's see". Oliver took that as a glimmer of hope that there may at least be something between them. Luca enjoyed his afternoon unaware his parents watched from their balcony, happy to see him beginning to unwind and socialise more with the Americans. Gio stated that it would do him good to be around gay people, he dearly wanted his son to be happy and confident with who he was. The last couple of days he had certainly changed and was more happy to be around them. Sarah nodded "At least he never hid it from us" she said watching him "You know Mark is gay?". Gio looked at her "Really?" he replied "it never crossed my mind, do you think there was more to them sharing a room?". "No" she replied sadly "I was hoping they might at least date but they both seem to be blind to each other". Gio smiled "When he is ready to be open I am sure he will find someone". Luca was so relaxed at dinner that evening and went to watch the show in the theatre with his parents. Oliver and Brad had come along and seeing Luca sat there they went and sat next to him and his parents. Brad spent most of the show rubbing his leg against Luca's who sat there in mild amusement until the lights came on. He was already feeling horny from sitting so close to Brad. His parents headed off the Duchess Room to listen to the music, Oliver was meeting with James and Liam in the casino leaving Brad and Luca who took a stroll along the promenade deck towards the aft end where Luca's suite was situated. Chatting about mindless things until Luca opened the door and headed inside. Brad followed and got in the lift with him to go up two decks. Luca was feeling light headed and tipsy having dunk way more wine during dinner than he was use to. They just looked at each other, no words spoken between them. Luca opened the door to his suite and Brad followed him in. Luca went over to the butlers pantry and poured an orange juice for Brad and him then excused himself to use the bathroom. Brad took out the bottle of eye drops and slipped a couple of drops in to Luca's orange juice. Not enough to knock him out, just enough to make sure he was very relaxed. Luca returned and sat on the sofa with Brad drinking his orange juice and chatting. He knew sex was on the cards and standing up he felt more light headed than before. Diligently he locked the interconnecting door as he always did at night. Brad held out his hand and took Luca upstairs, reaching the top Brad pulled Luca close and kissed him and working him further in to the bedroom never loosing lip contact. Brad smiled and looked at Luca "Tonight is my gift to you" he said kissing Luca's neck and unbuttoning his shirt. Luca leaned back against the wall moaning, his chest exposed and Brad kissing it "I want your gift" he mindlessly said half repeating Brad's words. Brad threw his wicked grin at Luca, he sensed that Luca had no idea what he was really talking about and that made him all the more horny and aroused for Luca. Brad kissed him hard on the mouth, their hands fumbling undressing each other. Clothes strewn across the floor they stood naked madly kissing, Luca pinned against the wall feeling Brad's body. His hands roamed down touching and caressing Luca's ass, suddenly his body rose off the ground with ease. Luca flung his legs around Brad's hips, seamlessly carrying him over and climbing onto the bed he laid Luca down on his back. Brad spat in to his hand and rubbed it against Luca's exposed ass pushing one finger in to his hole, Luca softly closed his eyes 'oh god fuck me' he cried in desperation. Luca moaned again feeling a second finger probing his hole and pushing in deep, his legs pinned up around Brad's waist. Brad spat on his hand and rubbed it on his cock, leaning forward he kissed Luca again, hand guiding his cock towards the prize. Luca wriggled feeling the immense force against his hole prising it open, Brad looked down at him and smirked. Slipping an arm around the back of Luca's neck to hold him he pushed and simultaneously kissed Luca hard. Brad's mouth absorbed the guttural cries of Luca, his hands pushing against Brad's shoulders that stayed firmly in place. Two conflicting emotions, one to push Brad off the other wanted him badly. Slowly his hands moved around the back of Brad's neck holding him, his body relaxing now the worst of the pain was subsiding his ass distended around the shaft of Brad's cock. Luca now began kissing Brad back enjoying the tongue fighting that strangely seemed to be turning Brad and he on even more. He was under no illusion Brad was in control of him, the gentle but firm thrusts generating from his hips down to his cock ensuring Luca knew his place. A trickle of saliva dribbled out the corner of his mouth and down his neck, his body pushing up the bed then back feeling every inch of Brad inside him. Gently he increased the speed his hips worked against Luca's ass, stopping occasionally holding his cock deep inside. The pressure of his move made Luca wriggle almost on the verge of squirming. As soon as he felt Luca's body moving the fucking started again with renewed vigour and intensity. The squirming was enough for Brad who held Luca more tightly, breaking the kiss Brad looked at him 'Ready for my little gift?' he seductively asked Luca smirking. Without really understanding the connotation a besotted Luca leaned up and kissed Brad 'give me your best shot' he replied. Brad pulled his cock out releasing his hold on Luca who looked up at him in desperation. His body suddenly flung on to his stomach. Luca confused from the mixture of alcohol and drug along with his sexual need wondered why he had stopped fucking. By the time he tried to lift his head he looked at the headboard feeling the weight of Brad on his body. He opened his eyes wider and before he could cry his head was pushed down in the pillow to stifle any sound. Brad entered with such force in to Luca's body he tried bouncing up and down. Unsure if he was in agony or sexual pleasure he wriggled hearing 'fuck yes' from Brad. The dead weight of Brad now laid on top of Luca, feeling Brad's feet going under his ankles hooking his legs then pushing them apart immobilising his lower half as well. Losing all control of his body movements Luca felt in pure sexual heaven from Brad's domination of him. Brad gave several deep slow thrusts of his cock in to Luca, he now figured that Brad liked it when he wriggled trying to fight and now began playing along. The more his body wriggled the deeper and harder Brad fucked him. Brad slipped his arm around Luca's neck holding his head up, his other hand clamping over Luca's mouth. Kissing the side of Luca's face 'god your so dam hot and sexy' he hoarsely whispered. Luca's hands held on to Brad's arms pushing his ass up to meet with Brad's fucking taking him as deep as he could go. Unable to stop himself the thrusting got faster, the sound of his balls hitting rapidly against Luca and the Luca's muffled moans filled the air. Balls tightening Brad growled and grunted like an animal, the sweat dripping on to Luca underneath him. Pushing deep Brad moaned and tensed his body forcing his cock deep up to his balls inside Luca, he could feel his toxic cum firing in to Luca. Every contraction caused his body to tense up harder pushing deeper making sure every drop went deep inside. Brad collapsed on top of Luca grinding his cock away 'You got a good breeding sexy' he said through his panting breath. Still holding and pinning him on the bed Brad moved his hand away from Luca's mouth, turning his head Luca kissed Brad sensually. Brad slowly pulled his cock out and Luca rolled on to his back hard as a rock, his hand going straight to his cock. Brad moved up and pushed his cock in to Luca's mouth. He could taste the cum on Brad's cock and eagerly devoured it. Knowing his ass was full of Brad's cum, Luca pushed his hips up and began ejaculating a long ribbons of cum over his chest. Oliver walked in to the bar "Where has Brad gone?" he asked the other two who were sat at the blackjack table. James chuckled "He went off with Luca about an hour ago" he replied watching Oliver's look drop. Oliver plonked himself down in the chair "Fuck" he said a little too loudly. "Cheer up Oliver you will get your turn" Liam replied laughing "after me". James suddenly click "Oh hell Olly" he said leaning forward "you have fallen for him haven't you?". Oliver nodded "A little, we both really hit it off when chatting". Liam chuckled "Make something happen with him then" he replied seeing the unhappy look Oliver gave him. Oliver ordered a large gin "I will be amazed if he even talks to us after having Brad loose on him". "He has no idea we deliberately targeted him" James said sitting back in his chair smiling. Liam nodded "Dumb kid" he said "still they are always the best ones to knock up". "I know Brad took his bottle of eye drops with him this evening" James said using air quotes. Oliver shook his head "Come on this has gone beyond on a joke now". James shot Oliver a look "Lighten up" he said "anyway I don't think Brad will need them, maybe a couple of drops to get him in the mood". Oliver looked angrily "Stop it both of you" he said pausing "I hate what we are doing to him". "Fuck Mary calm down" Liam replied "You started off the whole thing off in the first place". "Fine" Oliver reluctantly said knowing it was a warning not to say anything to Luca. Luca laid panting and smiling, sex was sex but what he had just experienced took it to a new level. The way his body was dominated and immobilised still had Luca hard as a rock. Brad leaned down licking Luca's chest, slurping up the cum which he then dribbled it back to the owners mouth and kissed him. Their bodies calming down and lying side by side they kissed for ages then fucked again twice more in to the early hours of the morning until Brad exhausted fell asleep cuddled up to Luca.

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.

The older black top fucked me again, as top 2 and my husband got ready to take top 2 back. Before they left, my husband asked to suck top 2’s dick, because he needed to feel how magnificent that dick was. Turns out top 2 is dl, and has a gf and kids. His phone was going off almost the entire time he was there, dodging calls and texts from his gf. Older black top said he was cumming in me, but most of that was just piss. I don’t mind getting pissed in, but he just wouldn’t leave, and he pissed so much, I needed a shower afterwards. Finally fucked me a couple more times, then left. My husband fucks me shortly afterwards. Top 4 arrives, and he’s a skinny, long dicked hairy mixed guy who likes to get sucked. I get him hard, and he has me ride him. I can’t ride for long, my legs are pretty weak at this point, so we flip to doggy, where he pumps me until he cums inside of me. Leaves fairly quickly. I had 3 more tops lined up, when I text this guy I’m falling in love with (trying to set up a polyamorist relationship, but my husband is taking it pretty hard), and was about to get my very first gang bang. Top 5, an aggressive, young, 20 something black guy shows up, gets undressed, and shoves his cock in my throat. Pretty small at first, but he’s a grower. Top 6, a 20 something white guy, gets there, with a decent sized cock, but nothing as big as top 1’s Dick. I go back and forth to sucking these guys off, when top 5 starts to fuck me, while I worship top 6’s dick with my throat. They switch, and I’m back to sucking top 5’s dick, they switch back and forth for about 5 minutes, when top 5 says “you wanna get fucked by both of them?”, to which I replied I never had before. He directed the 6th top to lie down and have me ride him, which we did. He then proceeds to push my back so I’m closer to the 6th top. Top 5 then proceeded to slide his dick in me. It feels amazing. It probably would have hurt, had I not been fucked so much before, but I loved it. They start slow, with top 6 gripping my hips, pushing his dick in balls deep, while top 5 starts pumping my pussy faster and harder. It’s not long before top 6 cums deep in me. I can feel the cum gushing out while top pounds my hole mercilessly. Top 5 pulls out so I can get off top 6, and he can get ready to cum in me. I’m sucking top 6, while top 5 pounds me deeper and harder than before. Suddenly he pumps a huge load inside of me. I’m sucking both tops again, when this guy I’m falling in love with gets there. I start sucking him, and top 5 cock, when top 6 gets in on it. Lover tells me to get on the floor so he can eat my hole, which I gladly do. He likes blowing air inside of me so I fart on his dick, which oddly turns me on. Top 5 eats lovers hole, then starts fucking him, while lovers eating me out. I start sucking top 6’s dick, until he wants to fuck again. Top 5 fucking lover, top 6 fucking me, then they switch. They fuck us both for quite some time, until top 8 arrives. Top 8 is a fuzzy, built black top, 8-9 long, and thick. I start sucking him, while everyone else focuses on fucking lover. I start riding him, but couldn’t do it. My legs were really shot at this time, so top 5 tries to ride him, but he’s not into other black guys at all. So I start sucking him again, when top 5 starts fucking me again. He blows another load in me, when the other tops start to leave. My pussy is literally throbbing at this point. Top 8 and I start fucking doggy again, but I can’t take his dick. So we switch to on my back, where he continues to make me have anal orgasm after oral orgasm, until I can’t take him anymore. I start sucking his dick, until he starts jacking it. He does this until he’s ready to cum, and I jump back on his dick again, and he pumps a huge load in me. I get off, after every drop is inside of me, when I start sucking his cock again. I’m sucking his dick almost non-stop until he leaves, and he is very happy with the results. Moral of the story is, I’m addicted to getting dp’d hopefully many more times to come.

I finally took my first pee load from a stranger and it was amazing. I've been peed on but never peed in, and it's been a major fantasy of mine for as long as I can remember. I've been doing solo WS for years and I took the step of asking my boyfriend to give me a golden shower last year. I've been wringing my own piss into my mouth from my underwear and loving it, but I wanted to take a hot piss load and swallow it. It feels so liberating to be able to say I did it! I can't explain why, but it feels like I've been screaming at the top of my lungs and nobody could hear me. And now I've been heard and my fantasy came true.

I have horrible fetishes. Most everything that I should run from turns me on. Danger, rape, STDs, everything I should find scary I instead want to chase. I know those things could permanently fuck up my life, but that's what I find most appealing. I'm halfway through college now, but extremely frustrated by my sex life. While my young, skinny body attracts guys, they're just too vanilla for me. I have been good about keeping my fetishes in check though; I haven't gone on craigslist or to bars looking for a hazardous encounter. I've instead been fulfilling my needs with porn that features those things. This way, I don't risk screwing up my life or the family I hope to make one day. It's been a while though, and porn isn't doing it for me anymore. That's where I got an awful, but also fantastic idea; I was going to live vicariously through other girls. Something I should mention; I am a film major. I'm not going to be an actress, I'm planning on being behind the camera somewhere. Because of my studies, I have a decent idea how the casting process goes and I have some connections to most industries. Using one of my connections, I put an anonymous call out for porn actresses. I made sure to do it in a city several hours away, so what would happen next couldn't be traced back to me. I created a fake company with a legitimate-looking name and logo. The ad offered a lot of money and reiterated several times how every male actor was 'tested' and condoms would be used; this was in hopes of attracting the least experienced. For that purpose, casting was 'open', meaning anyone could audition, regardless of experience. That was key when casting day came. If they had been in many porno's, they were more likely to have STD's or other things that wouldn't make it exciting. If they hadn't been in any porno movies? Good. If they hadn't been in any and they weren't very promiscuous? Great. If they were a virgin? That was the golden fruit. A girl who gets an STD/knocked-up the first time they fuck? That's probably the hottest thing I've ever heard. As the day drew on, I told all the girls roughly the same thing; 'This is a tough business, if you're right for the part we'll call you.' I didn't want to make anyone think they were a shoe-in, as I didn't want to make it seem like we were desperate for girls. The actual selection was extremely simple though; Half the girls who auditioned had been in porn before; I immediately cut them. I didn't want to risk them realizing how weird this porn shoot was and telling the other girls to back out. After them, I still had 22 girls left. Most of them were drop-dead gorgeous, but a couple were also on the opposite end of the spectrum (i.e. ugly). I hired them all anyway. Honestly, watching ugly girls get fucked is kind of more attractive. Like, if an attractive girl gets an STD, they can maybe still find someone who is lonely and will risk it for them. If an ugly girl gets an STD though? They're fucked. It was hard to get laid before, it'll be impossible now. I called all the girls personally to tell them my company wanted to hire them. I reiterated the pay and said they'd get it right after the shoot. Next was the fun part. I went to the worst parts of downtown. I found a spot within a couple blocks of two different homeless shelters; this would be a perfect spot to recruit. I walked into an alleyway with couple dozen homeless guys. They seemed bewildered by my willingness to approach them. They all had torn up clothes that were so dirty, they'd probably been wearing them for at least months, maybe years. I walked up to one of them and kind of just dove straight into my purpose: "Do you all want to be in a porn I'm making? The women you'll fuck will be beautiful." The guy looked at me with a bewildered expression. He said "Listen, even if you're being serious, Ima be real with you; we're all in this alley together because we were waiting for our free prescription. We heard this clinic is trialing a new drug that can treat our AIDS. Since we ain't ever been on meds before, I doubt ya want us in your movie." This was even better than I had imagined. Thinking on my feet I replied "Uhh, actually, that's exactly why I came to you guys. I knew you all had AIDS. See this porn only has actresses that had to leave the industry because they got HIV; now they can only work in porn's where the actors also have HIV." The homeless guys collectively got real excited when they heard that. Most of them were walking over with large grins on their faces. It was clear they were in. I gave them the address of the house and told them what day and time to show up. I also mentioned, it was a semi-rape scene. The setting was a group of sorority girls who get their house overrun by hobos. A lot of the actresses liked to commit to the part, but they should remember they don't need to stop unless one of them says the safety word; 'Blueberries', even if they're pretending to fight quite a bit. Also, I told them about the other signal; most of these guys hadn't trimmed their nails in a while, and some of the girls liked to be cut a bit. If a girl said 'pumpernickle', that was her signal for you to hold her down and finger her aggressively to cut up her pussy a bit. If she complained about a condom, that was the signal to hit her. When the day finally came, I was exuberant. I had set up hidden cameras all over the house to record everything. I live-streamed the cameras to my computer back at the dorm so when it was over I could make a quick get away. The girls came over first, about an hour before the guys. I spent that time explaining how it would work; "The scene is about some 'homeless people' who will break in and pretend to sexually assault you, the girls in the sorority. Whoever watches this porn would have to use their imagination a bit, as obviously they will also put on condoms before penetrating you, and obviously real homeless people wouldn't do that. To make up for that, the guys have seriously gotten into character for this one. Just so you know, a lot of them may stink, or look nasty, but that's just prosthetics and things for realism; we are a serious company and all. I should also tell you, all these guys have had a vasectomy too. While it won't matter because they'll have condoms, I know many of you aren't on birth control, so I thought it'd help your nerves. "Also, if at any time you want to stop, that is totally fine. The guys all know the safety word is 'pumpernickle', if you say it, they will stop, no matter what. We can just cut that few seconds from the record and no harm done, okay?" The girls all nodded in agreement. They all seemed a little more at ease after hearing about all the safety precautions. As we waited for the boys, I was still debating my outfit. I wanted to wear a short skirt so I could have easy access to masturbate if I needed, but I was also afraid one of the homeless guys would mistake me for one of the sorority girls. That was an extremely hot thought though. I decided to keep the skirt, but I would carry an extra camera around so they'd know I wasn't an actress. The girls kept peaking outside to see when the men would arrive. That might damage the suspense though, so I got them away from the windows. I also locked all the side doors and threw away the key, just to get rid of any ideas they might have. I took one of the four girls who were total virgins and placed her right by the front door. Her name was Abigail, and I liked her the most. She was blonde, skinny, with large yet firm breasts. Unlike the other virgins, she was 100% chaste. She hadn't even held a guys hand before. She said she was mostly doing this as a way to get out of her chaste life, as she's always been to scared to touch a guy before. I needed to see her go first. Minutes later, the front door burst open. A gruff, hairy man stumbled through. He must've had at least a 5 inch beard. It was probably longer, but it was all matted up from having not been washed in so long. Another 50 homeless guys followed him in; I guess word must've gotten around about this little shoot. Half of them were already half naked too, they must've been preparing early. Now that I see their bodies, I'm surprised I hadn't noticed the AIDS before; they looked absolutely ravaged and skinny. The gruff guy went straight for Abigail. you could tell she was immediately having second thoughts. He grabbed her and started kissing her before pulling her onto the ground. Several other hobos rushed over too. Abigail instinctively tried to stop them from tearing off her clothes, but to them it was just part of the scene. Within seconds her shirt had been literally ripped off. The gruff guy had already lifted her skirt and tore off her panties too. She tried to keep her legs closed but he pried them open anyway. He thrust inside her and wasted no time, immediately going full speed. With several guys on either side groping every part of her and the gruff guy humping her without a condom, Abigail finally remembered what to do; she shouted 'pumpernickle!'. Big mistake. The gruff guy stopped humping and pulled out. Abigail looked relieved for maybe a half second, but then the gruff guy inserted two fingers in and started sadistically fingering her. He was clearly not trying to go smoothly either, he was jamming his nails right into the side of her pussy. She screamed and kept shouting "Pumpernickle! Pumpernickle! Pumpernickle!" but he just took it as a sign to keep going. It got so bad you could see the blood from across the room where I was filming. Eventually she gave up with the 'safety word' and let it continue. The gruff guy, now no longer being told to claw out her insides, rammed his penis back in. Abigail did not seem to like that. It wasn't great before, but now, with her hole so cut up, she jolted upward. She seemed to try to get away, but the other hobos held her down. Her struggles just pushed the gruff guy further. After a few minutes his breathing changed. his humps lost their rhythm as he could feel it coming. Abigails face grew red and her body twisted as he grew inside her. Finally, he exploded, launching jets of poisonous cum into her. Right after he finished a different homeless pushed the gruff guy off. Abigail looked lost as he inserted his prick. She barely made a noise at first. Then the guy said 'I was looking for someone to fuck, but it's hard cause they usually care about my AIDS.' This trigger Abigail. She said 'what!?!' and started struggling to get away again, but other two guys still had her arms pinned. The guy on top leaned forward and started manhandling her massive breasts. She said 'wait no, I don't want AIDS! I can't get pregnant!' but the guy didn't care. He put one hand on her neck, holding her face looking directly at him. His pace quickened further. I could see Abigail's eyes light up as her expanded inside her. She started howling in pain, and that drove the guy over the edge as he erupted, spewing volley after volley of his hazardous cum into her. Several other guys took their turns directly afterwards, each one cumming inside her dilapidated pussy. I didn't stay to watch. I was getting hornier by the second. I left to see how the other girls were faring.

So my husband and I have set up weekly breeding schedules for him to cuck out in front of as many anon raw tops as possible, while I’m blindfolded, and yesterday (12/3/19) was the biggest night to date. I’ll go into detail from the beginning, starting at 7:30 pm, and went on until 2:30 am. The night began with a married top who has only fucked and bred one ass (mine) once, to date, and came back for round two. Our roommate had literally left for work 5 minutes before he walked in. He took off his clothes, and fed me his semi-hard cock til he got rock. He spit on his dick and rammed his cock into me, but kept going soft. I have a feeling it was because of an audience, so he couldn’t perform. So I began to blow him until he blasted a huge load down my throat. His balls were massive, and his cock was a thick 7. After he finished, my husband went to grab top #2, when an older gentleman arrived. I blew him until my husband and the other top got back. I then switched to the 2nd top, where I blew his dick. This dick almost broke me. It was literally the biggest dick I have taken to date, being at least 13 inches, and 8 inches thick. We started fucking on my back, where we had to stop and start several times. The older gentleman finally stepped up, and shoved his cock in my very wet, and sloppy pussy. He nut. Fast. Not sure why, but my pussy can make most tops cum very quickly. I kept in the doggy position so the second top could fuck me again. I still couldn’t take it, so we went back to the me on my back. He kept working it in, until he started getting in some good strokes. Didn’t know it then, but I realized later he was making me have anal orgasms over and over again. We switched to me on my stomach, where he really got it in. He was pumping my pussy balls deep, with his full, low balls, and fuzzy black bush (I love black men who don’t shave their dick). I beg him to fuck deeper, which he did. He started to get sweaty, dripping all over me, when he let me know he was ready to cum. I begged him to shoot it in me, which he happily did. That dick fucked me full. At least 5-6 bursts of cum shot in me. He got up, and being the good slut that I am, cleaned his dick off with my mouth.

Note: this story starts off a bit vanilla but will pick up. Enjoy! 1. Tommy kissed me on the cheeks and assured me I had nothing to worry about. “Babe, I love you. I’m just going to check out the room. The rent is too cheap to overlook. Nothing is going to happen,” he said. I would’ve offered Tommy live with me, but my housemate is the landlord. She doesn’t allow people to spend to stay over for more than one night. My lease doesn’t expire for another few months, so we couldn’t get a place together until then. Peter had a spare room at his place and was leasing it on a month-to-month basis. Plus it was $600 cheaper than most places, so it seemed like a good deal (to Tommy at least). While Tommy assured me nothing would happen, in my gut I knew that asshole Peter would try to steal Tommy from me. I don’t know what he says or does, but every single one of my past boyfriends have all left me for him. I mean he’s not even hot. He’s barely 5’10 with a growing beer belly. He always wears a stained white tank top that reeks of BO. Even worse, he walks around with a smug look on his face like he’s hot shit—a faint half smile with eyes that scream, “You’re nothing compared to me, faggot!” I’m objectively better looking in every way. I’m 6’1 and do CrossFit 5 times a week. My face is always clean-shaven and my hair always styled. I put effort into looking great, yet despite all this, all my exes seem to think Peter is effortlessly great-looking. Like my last boyfriend, Andrew. We met in Anatomy class during my second-to-last semester at UC Santa Barbara. It was a mandatory prerequisite for nursing school. I heard from previous students that it was a bitch, so I was happy when Andrew approached me to be lab partners. We had weekly Friday quizzes that required us to identify regions of a real cadaver, so going in with a study partner meant one extra pair of eyes to analyze the cadaver during the week. Andrew was really cute—5’9, Asian, toned, and wore these thick-rimmed round glasses that made him look like a nerd. Which was accurate because he was a nerd. So smart, always raised his hands to ask questions in class—deep questions, the type of questions that make the average student think, “What the fuck is this dude asking?” He was also really kind. I struggled more than him, but he always took time to explain things to me. Mid-way through the semester, I kissed Andrew during one of our study sessions, and we never looked back. My relationship with Andrew helped me get over my last relationship. Andrew was just as caring as a boyfriend as he was a study partner. We shared the goals we each had after college and opened up about things from our past that plagued us. Peter being one of them for me. Andrew was disgusted when I told him about Peter, and assured me that guys like him were anomalies. We finished the class; Andrew got an A, and I got an A-. We continued dating for the rest of the school year. I graduated that summer, and Andrew had one year left. It was end of June and we wanted to celebrate our first Pride together. We drove from Santa Barbara to LA for the weekend. You could feel the energy and excitement in the air. Our first night there, we went to the Abbey. It was poppin’. Music was loud, so many hot guys there, some shirtless, some in tight tank tops, but everyone was drunk. Andrew and I did two shots of Fireball, and we were feeling good. We pregamed at our Airbnb beforehand as well. Andrew was grinding on me and I was feeling him up…when I saw him. Peter was there making out with this hot, blonde Twink. He paused briefly when our eyes met and he began to smirk. He looked at Andrew and then back at me, and then mouthed, “Fuck you, faggot.” He went back to his Twink, but that exchange got to me. I was afraid he was going to try to pull something. I was in my head and couldn’t focus on the music. Andrew noticed and turned around to ask me if everything was OK. I said yeah but didn’t want to tell him about Peter. I just wanted to leave and get Andrew as far from Peter as possible. Andrew, however, was having a great time and thought I was sobering up. “I’m going to get us more shots,” he said. “Uh…yeah, ok,” I replied, “lemme come with you.” “Sure thing, I gotta go pee first,” he said. We walked to the bathroom and it was a mess. Reeked of piss, stale beer, and littered with toilet paper on the ground. We waited in line for the urinals when a stall opened up. Andrew went in and I took the urinal that opened up. I finished, looked for Andrew, but couldn’t see him. I went outside and waited at the entrance of there bathroom. About 10 minutes passed and I still hadn’t seen him, so I was starting to get worried. I went inside to check the stall he was in, but saw a different pair of shoes underneath. He was no where to be seen. I checked my phone, but it had no signal. I started panicking. I went around the club to look for him. After searching for him throughout the dance floor, I eventually found him at the bar. As I got closer, my heart sank. I saw Peter with his arms around Andrew whispering in his ears. I was paralyzed with fear and couldn’t bring myself any closer. There’s no way Andrew would fall to Peter’s tactics. But he wasn’t pushing him away. Eventually the bartender gave Andrew two shots..and he gave one to Peter! What the fuck is going on!? They took the shot and Peter went back to caressing Andrew’s ears with his words. I don’t know what he said, but Andrew finally cocked his head back and gave Peter a look I had never seen before. Eyes filled with animal lust. Andrew slowly nodded his head, and as if by magic, Peter turned and looked directly at me. He then took Andrew’s hand and I saw them going to a booth. Peter sat down, spread his legs, and leaned back with his arms behind his head. He didn’t take his eyes off of me once. Then I saw Andrew—my Andrew, the nerdy, kind, loving Andrew—undo Peter’s pants, and fished out his dick. In the club!! No one around them reacted. They were probably too drunk or high to even care or notice. Peter’s dick sprung out and it smacked Andrew in his face. Even from afar, I could tell it was a nice dick. So fucking thick and big. And his balls were bull’s balls. Andrew went right in and started sucking Peter off. He bobbed his head up and down with ferocity. After a few minutes, Peter slapped Andrew’s face and said something something. Then they both turned and looked in my direction. Peter’s face was cocky and Andrew just looked at me with disgust. Without taking his eyes off of me, Andrew started licking Peter’s shaft again—from the balls all the way to the head. I couldn’t take this anymore. I had to leave. This was too much. I called an Uber back to my Airbnb and just cried. I took more shots of the cheap tequila Andrew and I had to drown out everything I was feeling. I eventually passed out and when I awoke in the morning, Andrew still wasn’t back. I checked my phone to see that Andrew had texted me around 4AM. It contained three words. Three words I had been waiting for. That I knew would be coming when I first kissed Andrew. Three words that would follow me forever as long as Peter was in the picture. Three short words: we are through.

Becoming the King Chapter 2 of the Royal Poz Fuck Gang So, our next story in this sordid tale begins a long way from the smoke filled room of our first. It wasn’t my intention to start a group of men in the Northeast of the United States who loved to stealth and poz fuck neg holes until they were imprinted with our DNA - but this the very true story of how I got notoriety in New England to become King of the Poz Fuck Gang. I don’t think anyone who was working can forget when the period experts dubbed the “Great Recession” began after the 9/11 attacks. I had left my service in the military simply because I am not someone who can take orders from others. I like to dominate aggressively socially and sexually. Many would call me lucky that it came off so naturally that I wasn’t court martialed and got an Honorable Discharge when I informed them I was leaving 3 years ahead of my 6 year submarine contract to the Navy. So I found myself in Providence, RI in a time where there are literally more businesses foreclosed and ‘for lease’ compared to how many were actually open for business. In a state that was known for having 86% of a single town called Central Falls depending on food stamps and unemployment at the time, how was I to make money? A roommate suggested becoming an escort and I laughed thinking it ridiculous and even if I was a lean 5’11” black man with a 8.5-9 inch uncut thick dick - how was I to stand out and attract attention in such lean times? Well, it turned out that my practicality, thoughtfulness, and reasonably priced services - the majority of which were non-sexual - is exactly what made me stand apart. The story of how I wound up pozzed after I left the military is a huge and (I assure you) incredibly fucking hot story in itself but I wanted to say after my uncertainty of what to do being knocked up with such a strong strain of Poz jizz, what to do with myself. I had decided I would be knocking up guys who paid for it, but whether or not they knew my status was another matter. Knowing the risk of an escort breeding you who fucked all time (at least hypothetically) should be enough to make anyone who really cared not take the risk. Straight out of the gate, my new profile as an escort caught one fucking hot fish. Older gentleman, mid 40’s - early 50’s, and Captain of a Fire Department. I couldn’t believe my luck at all. He was muscled and in amazingly great shape. The picture of his ass combined with the description of his submissive sexual personality during raw sex was like pure Cat Nip for me. Something about older white men who loved being submissive bottoms, not the highly-reactive, throwing their ass back types (though there’s nothing wrong with that kind of bottom) - something about them I cannot resist though. I told him as much and even said if he wanted a regular fucking and breeding I’d cut him a lower rate so it can be every single week until his husband came back from school. Oh! I never mentioned he was already in a relationship? Yeah, turns out long-distance and gay men doesn’t mix well for a monogamous relationship. Like you didn’t see that coming? He only wanted hung black total top dick for his little hungry white boy cunt hole and I was more than happy to deliver since he was neg and spoiling to get impregnated. We set the date, time, and roleplay scenario. I’d make it an arrangement he would never forget. His house was in the woods, I remember it being a hilarious point he felt the need to make that even though it was a bit removed - I did not need to worry he was a serial killer or something like you read about in the paper about guys who meet someone from Craigslist, only typo discover they were some deranged type bent on punishing someone giving into their carnal nature. I just laughed and said he’d find out like a few other guys how much more crazy a black guy could be, so I wasn’t worried. Pulling into his driveway I saw a lovely house that I could tell would be even more impressive on the inside - his text said the left sliding glass door was open to a guest bedroom where he would be on his knees ass perfectly spread apart and bent over waiting for me to lube up with the Gun Oil and slip into him while he sniffed poppers. Sure enough he was as amazingly sexy as his pictures. It turns me on that much more when a hot guy pays for sex, and just because he knows what he wants and it has to be a specific quality - so much so that it makes paying for it worth it. Do you want to have awful sex for free? Or pay for what you know will be good even if you’re hot or not? He knew the right answer and for that I was going to plunge that hole full of BBC and cum for as long as he could handle it. As I closed the sliding glass door and locked it - I could hear him sniff some poppers as he arched his back more-so to what would probably feel like the ideal position for entry to him. I love bottoms on poppers. They don’t just want to get fucked by raw cock, they NEED it and crave it to a degree they give up their holes so well I can see why truly dominate men can’t help but refer to it as a pussy. This was no exception. As I saddled up next to him and dropped my sweat pants to the floor, he turned with a bandanna covering his eyes and sucked my dick. Feeling it was already massively hard (thanks to some viagra for bottoms who can really take a beating) he instantly started deep throating. I think he might have got it all the way down twice…maybe three times before he knew his throat had taken all it could handle and he went back to facing the bed and spreading his legs while resting on his knees for the fuck that would change his everything. I got on my knees poised just behind him, my uncut 9 inch dick so rock hard it throbbed a bit and I could see each vein sticking out like someone had ran a highlighter over it to be more noticeable - I carefully pushed that wide head into his receptive boy cunt. Being years younger did not stop me from feeling very much the daddy in the sexual dynamic with older white men. I loved when they would be my “boy” and just take my dick the way I instructed. Some need a certain position or want their input to matter - and those aren’t the ones that I go for. The ones that obey without question or hesitation and can instantly comply I delight in fucking for as long as their little holes can take it. Especially if they can be loose and open - tight guys never did it for me. Big dicks feel like every hole is a tight one, so only loose ones feel good. AND BOY DID HE FEEL GOOD! It was not even five minutes into entering him I was getting into the ‘slap,’ ‘slap,’ ‘slap,’ rhythm of my hips hitting his cheeks, my cock ramming balls deep, and my balls plowing greedily against that bare skin while getting closer to unloading - and I knew I’d breed this white hole until I knocked it up. I was not medicated and never will be until I am falling apart at the seams. “My God,” He whispered breathlessly, “Oh. MY! GOD!” The scream was so genuine and indicitative of his hot time after 40 minutes into it I blasted a huge wad of jizz right up his submissive white cunt but stayed rock hard. “Think you can take me plowing that sweet ass til I cum a second time?” I asked him knowing he had to feel the large pulsating jets of cum I launched one after another into him. He whimpered with each “smack, smack, smack,” that was deliver against his bareback skin. “Daddy,” he sobbed softly - almost desperately, “please fuck me again soon but I can’t take more now. Oh fuck!” I was probably going to need to have someone over who wanted to lie down on their face, ass open, and just take me fucking and breeding them for a few hours to get this hard on under control if he couldn’t take a few more loads from me. “It’s alright sexy,” I said soothingly as my cock coated in a sheath of my own cum slid in and out of him pulling on his ass when I withdrew it. “Fuck this will be so hot having you breed me until my husband gets back. I just don’t want anyone to know I was being unfaithful. He’s a good fuck but I am just such a slut for BBC if he’s not around I’m going to need it from someone else,” he confessed. “No complaints here,” I assured him with an inner smile. Cheaters deserved getting their little holes knocked up. I doubted it would take more than one or two tries to get him pozzed. I wondered if he’d get the fuck flu or just find out. Turns out it was only the one time to impregnate his little white cumdump hole. He paid for another raw fuck, but he got sick just a few days prior and suddenly said to me he could not meet up anymore. “Why can’t you meet up for draining my dick with that sweet ass made for BBC?” I asked innocently. “I’m sick Daddy…maybe when I’m not I can see you again.” he offered as his only response, but he and I both knew - there’s no cure to this cold so I would not be seeing him again and his husband was in for a surprise. I wondered to myself with some amusement - if he would stealth his bf when he got back from college or if he’d tell him and because he’s horny like most of us black guys he’d fuck his poz hole without a care in the world.

My cock is always wet with pre-cum when I'm getting fucked but when I really start leaking then most of the times it's a prelude to cumming handsfree. Love that.

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Are you talking about cum or precum? When I have a cock up my hole, I get hard and usually stay hard. I tend to precum A LOT so it's always oozing out when I get fucked. It's fun for sex....guys usually like it. It can just suck sometimes when walking around out in public and I'm really horny that day......can get quite messy after a while.

Such great story writing as always..

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I never tell anyone I might meet at a public toilet what a slut I am - though if some of them have seen me hanging around before - they may already realise. But after I've sucked a stranger's cock, licked his balls (and usually pits and ass), most would pretty much know they don't need to ask about condoms and can do what they like. A few guys who regularly fuck me in a stall know they can open the door to another guy and I will service them both. They don't need to ask my permission.

I prefer guys fuck me hard and dump their load in me fairly quickly so the next guy can get in my ass. the more loads the better for a whore like me. faster loads mean more loads in a gangbang or bathhouse situation

No that is not what I am saying. There is a difference between bottoms and cumdumps. Bottoms are just regular gay men that like to get fucked up the ass. Cumdumps on the other hand are the sluttiest, most submissive pussyboys around . The kind of faggot that was born to service men, suck cocks, get fucked and take loads. Those are the faggots that have no say in who fucks it, where, when or how many men fuck it or how dirty and rough men want to use it. Most cumdumps eventually accept what they are and are happier knowing they are nameless whores for men to dump loads into. For a cumdump looks, age, race, height, weight, cocksize, how good or long guys fuck them, status or preference shouldn't ever matter. All that should matter is getting loads dumped in their body. As a human fleshlight it is up to men to decide how long to fuck them. Personally l hate it when tops use a community cumdump too long because they exist to be passed around.

I was 14 my 24 year old cousin was the first guy to breed me.

It should go without saying that a mortality rate of 3.5% is terrifyingly high. A one in thirty chance of death! Combined with an expectation that between 30 and 70% of most populations will get infected with COVID-19, this means 1 to 2.5% of a country's population would die. That would be between 3 and 8 million Americans dead.

This does happen. Even when you are planning a day or two before. If it’s a one/one, then I let the top know. I let them make the call because some tops don’t mind. On those occasions it usually works out. If it’s group play then I will simply top until I feel comfortable to get in the sling. And on occasion when there is a little brown, usually a touch up will take care of it. Just be honest.

I love to piss fuck. I can piss hard, so I can keep right on fucking as I fill him. I usually piss mid fuck. I will fuck in the filled ass for a bit--listening to that slosh, then make you feed it to me-- and then I'll be ready to cum. I also love to fist the piss out of a guy--my fist pushing and pulling massive piss geysers out of a hot hole is amazing.

I won't turn anyone down that wants to fuck my ass, but Alpha men, bodybuilders, and men who identify as straight are my weakness. If he thinks he has the dick to make all the rules, my legs are in the air before he can finish saying it out loud! My other major fetish is FF!

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Our stop in Tampa was busy for me and work, so i didn't get the chance to check out one of the 2 bathhouses. But having been overworked and only there for a short period of time, on our last night I did run out to a few places for some play. I ended up at Buddy's Adult Video where there were a few playing amongst the videos. I quickly joined in and swallowed a few cocks and played with myself. After the fuddy duddys jacked off and let me lap up some of the cum they left. And I decided that I might as well too. We were moving to the next destination the next morning, and even if I wasn't driving this time. I wanted to be alert enough to load the bus with my stuff. I pulled up Uber to order a ride back to the hotel and the wait was 22 minutes and I decided that I would hangout for a while with the amount of time I was going to wait and then try again. I cancelled the Uber went back in slowly started stroking my own cock and then he walked in. I was unsure if he was here to top or bottom. I watched him walk past the main room to one of the side video screening rooms. I let sit for about 10 minutes, as it was just the 2 of us at this time so no one else was going to be able to get to him 1st, i just wanted to not seem to eager and too desperate. After a few minutes I checked all the small screening rooms, still empty and found him in the last one. Pants down to the ground on a couch playing with a monster cock. I walked over got on my knees and asked if I could suck it he said yes. So I did. After a while he stood up to give him more leverage and me a better chance to swallow it all. And when he did it I asked if he would record me sucking his dick. He agreed and I gave him my phone. Angled it towards my face and went to town. Folks always get a better blowjob when they film me being a nasty whore pig for cum. It turns me on, and I go further and do more than I normally would. Which in this case made me work to the load to fast and too quickly after the video started he made it about 4 mintues before he came. He cleaned himself up, I showed my appreciation by jacking off to the video of me getting my life and then I went back to the hotel.

So this year, I accepted a position with a touring production of a show that travels the US. Its my goal to take a load and swallow a load in every city we stop in. Although due to the Coronavirus and how crappy our health insurance is in this country is, I don’t know how long it is going to last. But lets skip the impending doom and gloom and talk about my cumdump status. Our 1st stop was near Fort Lauderdale, so I took my first day off to visit Club Fort Lauderdale. It was a Tuesday and not knowing how busy ½-price night would be. So as to not arrive “too early" and get as much time as I could with the crowd, I arrived at 430pm so that I could also finish prepping before the fun started. However after arriving at 430pm, I was greeted with a line of people waiting to get in and when I finally got up, I had to take a basic room as the video rooms were out. Well that wasn’t that big of issue, so I just rolled with it. Before I even got to my room, I almost got dragged into some fun. Having cleaned out 90% of the way before I left the hotel, I dropped my clothes and ran back over to the room only to be invited into s now threesome, so of course I got on my knees and swallowed some cock with the door open. Being that open we got a crowd of onlookers and very quickly or threesome turned into an orgy when we had 4 folks in the tiny room… I stopped sucking, someone started sucking and then the guy who’s room it was asked the newest guest to fuck him and a condom came out. First I thought was bummer, luckily he couldn’t take it, so I presented my hole for inspection and he jumped in it. Same condom he had on with the 1st guy, so still wasn’t happy, but considering I didn’t feel fully ready it was good. After a while of that the party broke up with no one losing a load. After that I finished prep and started walking about the club. While I was walking around, I ran into the monster cocked and it was only then that we both realized that we had a language barrier, he spoke French and I didn’t, however he did finally understand that I wanted it raw. So for the remainder of the night he kept calling me a bad boy, and as long as he kept fucking me with that Huge Daddy Dick, I was happy. Throughout the night I got fucked by him and a few others, but I mostly spent the night on my knees swallowing dick and loads. The highlight of the night was a massive pumped cock that I jammed down my mouth and throat and the muscle daddy it was connected to. He ate my dirty hole which had been used all night and sent me home after I blew my 3rd load satisfied. Even though I failed to get a load up my hole for the night.

It's all about cock and cum. When I'm hosting a breed and seed party, I'm not looking for a date. I'm not interested in his build, his face, his race, his religion, political party or anything else about him except his cock inside me and that he leaves his load inside me. And as a bottom, it's not even an issue about whether I find him sexually attractive or not. Many times I never even see the guy. Nor have any idea of his build or looks. But, if he has a hard cock and he fills my ass with his load, he's welcome to pound and seed me. I'll never forget the first time I had a blindfolded, anonymous encounter in a hotel room, at 1am in the morning in a Honolulu hotel room. A guy answered a Craigslist ad I had posted that evening. He told me he wanted my door unlocked, the lights out and me blindfolded and kneeling on the back edge of the bed. He told me that he would knock on my door, wait 20 seconds and then come into my room. If the room wasn't totally dark, and if I wasn't blindfolded on the edge of the bed, he would turn around and leave. So, I did what he told me. I cracked the door open. I turned all the lights off. I put a sleep mask over my eyes and knelt on the edge of the bed. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and close. I heard and felt him move behind me and lower his pants. I felt his fingers feel my asshole. Then felt cold lube being poured on my hole. Soon his hard cock slid up into me in one, quick thrust. He grabbed my hips and pounded my ass. Only about 3 minutes of hard pounding brought a soft groan out of him and I felt him unload his cum deep into my hole. Just as quickly I felt him pull out, heard him pull up his pants and then heard the door again open and close. He had come in fucked me and left without me even seeing the outline of his body. To this day I have no idea who he was? I don't know his age, race, build or looks. It was such a hot and exciting experience, that I decided right then that I wanted to continue to experience completely anonymous sexual experiences where I didn't care about anything about the guy himself, but just his load.

I left work early last Friday, I had gone out the night before, drank a little too much and ended up doing some blow as well. My plan was to leave work and go home to crash and recover. Sitting at home for a few, I decided to log onto the apps to see if I could get lucky. I just moved here and it’s a small conservative town. I’m a freak and love to take raw black dicks, I’d pretty much accepted that this wouldn’t be happening here anytime soon. Going through the profiles, I noticed this very dark skin, mean looking guy that I had never seen before. I figured why not, so hit him up, and thirty minutes later he was walking in my front door. He was kinda scary looking, just my type, but was a real cool guy. We go straight to it, I suck on that big uncut black dick until it was rock solid and oozing pre-cum. He was telling me the whole time how glad he was to have found me, then asked if I was gonna give my pussy to him. (I have mixed feelings on the term but willing to go with the flow). I set out a rubber, assuming he’d be like the other guys I’d met here. He laughed and said I’m not using that, I want to nut in that pussy. Say no more, I was face down, ass up in seconds. He spit on my hole and worked It in with his big rough fingers, slapping my ass hard with his other hand. He spit a few more times then poured some lube on the top of my crack, about the time the first drop reached my hole, the fat head of his dick met it there and he started pushing in. He was pretty gentle, which was a surprise, and a relief since it had been a few weeks. Before long he bottomed out, climbed up on the bed standing there with his thick black dick buried in my pink hole. He slowed stroked me for a few then wend to town. He went back and forth between hard fast strokes and slow deliberate strokes. It felt amazing. He talked so much trash talk while he dug me out, it really was a turn on. He reached up and hooked my mouth with a finger, pulled my head back and pounded away til he bust a fat nut deep in me. As we were cleaning up, he made me promise this was not the only time we fucked, I promised. He asked me if I knew anyone that smoked T, I don’t since I just moved here. He explained he sold It and had one eightball left to unload. I told him I’d have to pass, I haven’t smoke in over 3 years, another story another day. About an hour after he left, I was texting him asking him if he still had it, that I wanted it. He was back at my doorstep and in my hole in no time. I didn’t smoke any with him, made plans for another time though. I had to go to the corner store to buy the goods to use my purchase. Soon after, I was back on Grindr and Jackd, I was getting lots of attention and realized the weekend may take a whole other direction. I got loaded a few more times that night and the next morning, then I decided to venture to a larger city close by. The parTy was in full swing with no plans to stop. Next time I’ll talk about the other locals guys that bred my ass before I headed to the city. All in all, I hooked up with 14 guys by Sunday afternoon. I took dick like a champ, in hotels, houses, ABS and a bathroom at a gas station. Hope your like this first part.

I just see it as part of being a bb cumdump. I get syph, gon, and chlamydia a few times a year. It would never stop me from taking loads. I'm not really into the regulars thing, I like new fresh cum from people I don't know. I never ask about stds.

Sounded like my breeding from this morning. Hole had at least 10 poz loads blown into it over the course of the night between two tops that both violently fucked and shot loads into it.... and I couldn’t be more pleased. They could not breed it enough. My fuckhole is beautifully destroyed. Photo below with charged spunk on my fuckhole.

As the clock reached 9pm, I pulled my tongue out of him - kneeling behind him to admire my work. Tanner's little boy-pussy was begging to get filled as it glistened with spit, radiating jock-boy warmth. Tanner's cock had snaked out of his briefs and was oozing a stream of clean, teen-boy pre-cum; a whole silver thread of it connected his cock to a pool below. As I looked at the boy before me I couldn't help but marvel at his genes. Surfer God body with the face of a chiseled jock model - their wasn't an angle, pants around his knees, t-shirt pushed up his back, from which he couldn't be admired; his sparkling, innocent eyes fluttering against the pleasures emanating from his anus. "I'll get you there" I thought to myself as I dove under him, looping my tongue about the string of pre-cum oozing from his cock. Swirling it around my mouth: savouring the sweet, salty taste of his negboy juice - like 18 year-old, fine fucking wine: this boy literally tasted as good as he looked and I licked up every last drop of his perfect pre-spunk from the floor under him - running my tongue across the slick floor till it was clean and gone. As I finished, I quickly tossed Tanner around, pulling his tight, tan frame under my naked, muscled body, joining him in a deep, penetrative cum-kiss - pushing my slick, pre-cum covered tongue into his surprised mouth, forcing him to taste it, enjoy it: his own, pure, sweet teen-boy pre-jizz, swirling it round his hot mouth as I held him in place. He barely resisted; his senses in overload. He made a vain attempt to try and kick me off him but couldn't - or didn't. Either way, he eventually let out a deep sigh and reciprocated the kiss, swapping his sweet nectar back and forth with me, eventually swallowing it as we broke the kiss. "Such a fucking slut" I thought, running my hands through his blonde hair. The door-bell rang as I wiped my mouth along my forearm, smelling remnants of his precious pre-jizz in the fur of my forearm. Tanner suddenly seemed to wake-up as soon as he heard the door-bell. "Fuck!" he almost yelled, fumbling to get out of me like a caged animal. "Come on Dude" he whispered, nervously struggling to pull his jeans up from around his knees. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" he chided as I got up, pulled on some sweats and strode to the door.