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PART 1 I hesitate for a moment. I wish someone would call me but my phone for once stays silent. Here goes. I push the door inward and step inside. Mood lighting is perfect. Three short steps inside the hotel room and I see Jace lounging on the bed. He’s insanely gorgeous. Built, just the right amount of body hair, long legs, big feet. His large hands tug at his hard cock as he smiles at me. “There you are,” he says softly. “Hey,” I stammer, suddenly drained of the confidence that was there earlier. He sits up, “that doesn’t sound like the you on the phone, come here.” “Do you want me to take off my clothes?” Jack smiles and reaches out with his arms, “just come.” I’m pulled to him. Once I’m within reach, he gently takes my hands and draws me in the rest of the way. He kisses me, softly but fully. I moan into it as his tongue swirls around my mouth, painting it with… “is that cum?” I ask. He laughs against my mouth. “Sharp taste buds,” he remarks. He pulls away and smiles at me, his hands rubbing over my body. “Yeah I stopped off at a bookstore. Swallowed some cock, and felched out a few asses.” I groan hearing that, my dick already straining in my pants. He just smiles and pulls me in more. I suck his tongue with more gusto now, trying to get all the flavor. This is my fantasy after all, to be completely covered in cum. Devoured by it. The make-out session is so heady I don’t even fully notice when he’s somehow removed all of my clothes and pulled me into his lap. It feels like he’s entirely surrounding me, melding me into his body. He pushes me slightly off and I whimper. “Hang on now, we have a long night ahead of us,” he says, flashing another mesmerizing smile. He reaches over the nightstand and grabs a little brown bottle. “Just a little hit to get us started,” he says as he breaks the seal and unscrews it. I quiver with anticipation. “You first,” he says, opening the cap and bringing it up to my nose. “I’ll count for you,” he say, “big hit, ok? Counting down from 10, 9, 8…” He finishes the count down and then instructs me to hold it. I can’t release until he’s finished his own hit. Then we’re going to shotgun (well, as much as you can with poppers anyway). He winks at me and takes a 20 second hit. The bastard; my lungs are screaming and just when I think I’m going to burst, he lunges forward, clamps his mouth onto mine and releases the popper fumes into my mouth. I suck hungrily and we make out like that. I’m too light headed to continue so I finally pull away, gasping for air, the room spinning. “Good boy,” he says, “and looks like the others are here!” I turn around and see the other guys have indeed arrived. In my popper haze I can’t focus straight on any of them in particular. They look like a throbbing mass of hot man flesh that I just want to drown in. But in theory I know who they are anyway. “Oh fuck…” are the only words I’m able to get out. The guys laugh. Renan and Aman grab a hold of each leg and pull me off of Jace’s lap, so that I’m lying flat on the bed, belly up. Jace leans over my face and smiles before leaning down and kissing me more. I taste the poppers and cum on his breath and lose myself in the sensation and the hands I feel everywhere on my body all at once. I groan real loud the first time someone brushes my nips. The reaction elicits a laugh from the group and soon I feel a tongue lapping around on the bud. That will just about make me pass out in pleasure. I arch up my back hard. Jace uses his whole mouth to push me down and I feel a pressure on my arms and body as well. I gasp as another mouth closes on the other nipple. Two pairs of tongues are flicking me toward hell and I’m crying from how good it feels. Before long I feel another tongue swiping its way up and down my hard and leaking cock. It flicks particularly hard at that sensitive part just under the slit. I cry out; I need a break. Jace stops kissing and laughs at me, “already? We got a long way to go… but I suppose it’s hot to take a look?” he says as he props my head up on his lap so I can see the action going on. Aman and Jin are the ones flicking at my nips. Noticing that I am watching them, they slow their movements to long lathering strokes of their tongue. Still insanely hot but no longer do I feel like I’m going to pass out from the pleasure. They make sure I see all of it. The sharp, pointedness of their tongues and how they just perfectly brush across the head of my nipples, making them ache as much as my own cock. Speaking of which, Renan is now sucking on my balls as Jordan squats over my cock. I think he’s going to ride me but he grins at me instead. “Not quite yet, just wanna give you a gift,” he says as he pushes. There’s a wet squelching sound as he cums on my dick. Or rather, dripples cum out of his ass onto my dick. The warm liquid lands directly on my piss slit and I groan hard. “Yeah, let that dirty cum drip down your dick hole,” Jordan croons as he stands up over me and shakes his hard dick down at the rest of us. I think I feel some pre-cum hit my face. Or is that Jace’s sweat? Too hard to tell at this point. “I got about 20 loads in me, so that’s just a little bit,” he promises. Renan is now tonguing up and down my shaft. Spreading the cum. He’s careful not to swallow any, rather just lets it mingle with his spit and coat the entirety of my cock so that it’s shining with wetness. “Tastes amazing,” he murmurs. “I want to taste,” Jace commands. Renan moves up to oblige, Jordan takes his place, adding his spit to Renan’s and the cum from his own ass. I love this. Their mouths on me, the liberal amounts of spit coating every part of me. Their tongues pulsating against everything. I feel it like I feel the beat of my heart. Renan and Jace kiss messily directly over my mouth so I open wide. Letting them dribble spit and just a little bit of cum down my throat. “Hmm,” Jace moans. He pulls away and asks Jordan, “where did those loads come from?” Jordan replies, “bathhouse, Cumunion night. Mostly spent it ass up in the dark room. A few guys felt pretty poz. Thin and wasted, big bellies. All that. I hope so anyway.” Jace nods approvingly, “so guys I think it’s time we all took a hit. Anyone want to feed this pig?” Somehow everyone grabs a bottle of poppers from somewhere. I can see they’re basically all new. I’m going to get destroyed tonight. Jin volunteers with an evil grin. Almost simultaneously I hear the sounds of bottles opening. The guys all bring the poppers up to their own noses but he leans in to press the bottle to mine. “A deep hit come on, take it,” he orders. I breathe in until I absolutely can’t hold anything more in my lungs. He nods when it’s OK to exhale and when I do, I hear a bunch of breaths going out around me as well. “Another one,” he commands, taking the cap off again and holding it to the other nostril. What’s left of my vision is partly obscured by his hand but I see the other guys do the same. He feeds me two more hits, and the guys follow suit. By the time of the final exhale I’m seeing triple. I feel like my eyes are permanently crossed. Swimming in the popper high the guys get to work. I feel tongues on me everywhere again. Someone is throating my cock while another guy swirls his tongue across my balls and takes turns sucking them in. Jace has leaned over to suck on my nips letting me get a clear view of his. I instinctively stick out my tongue and flick his nipple. I let my tongue draw me in until my entire mouth is swirling around his hard nips, making him groan. Out the corner of my eye I see Jin nodding encouragingly. “I’ll catch up,” he says, somehow materializing two other popper bottles. He opens one and sticks it in his mouth, then the other two in each nostril and does two big inhales across the board. By the time he’s done and the bottles are capped again I can see he’s wild with horniness. Brushing his hands over his whole body. He leans over me and begins fighting with the guy currently on my dick. One moment they’re pushing each other trying to suck me the next moment they’re both licking up and down either side with the desperation of a child trying to not let a popsicle melt onto the floor. Both my nips are covered again with saliva and I once again am crying with the sheer pleasure of it all. They’re holding me down but I’m bucking up as hard as I can. Jace sinks into me from above, keeping me in place. I can barely breath. My mouth is on his nipple and all I know is to keep sucking as hard as I can while my nose is pressed flat against my face by the weight of his ribs. His sweat is dripping in my mouth and I swear the poppers have me so hot I can feel sweat flowing out from my pores. I don’t know how long we stay in that position but at some point I honestly can’t breathe anymore. I feel like I’m going to pass out from the lack of oxygen when Jace suddenly gets off me. I think he’s going to pull me in for a kiss but instead he moves in the other direction toward my dick. Now he’s completely hovering over me, there are three mouths moving across my cock and one on each nip. It’s pleasure overload so of course I open wide and take Jace’s cock in one gulp to the hilt. I love 69s and this is beyond perfect. The poppers have me so fucked up I honestly think god just let this cock suffocate me now. It could. Jace’s cock is the perfect thickness for my throat, and somehow, we were at the right angle where it just slides right in. My nose is against his balls and I’m breathing fine even though I can feel how extended my throat is. If you could see me I imagine you’d see the outline of his cock under my Adam’s apple. He grinds his pelvis into me, there’s no more to take in but still, head swimming, I’m begging for more. I’m not sure how long that goes on for but in my popper-addled mind it seems like almost forever. At some point Jace finally decides to lift himself off me. “I think you’re ready for a real treat”, he says, standing up full to stretch for a moment after our 69, then bending his knees again and squatting over my face. “Did more than just oral at that bookstore,” he says. As he lowers I can see how wet his hole is, how red, puffy, and swollen. “How many loads?” I hear Aman ask. “8 live ones, found about 4 more condoms that I stuck in there. Also one of the guys I felched wanted to fuck me, so I used cum from his ass as lube on his dick. Who knows how much he had taken. Yeah, there’s a lot of DNA up in there,” Jace responds. “How many confirmed poz?” Jin asks. Jace replies, “who knows but if the guys on Grindr don’t lie, then at least 2, a third guy was being very evasive so I’m guessing that means he was. And if so, he’s recently poz, probably pretty toxic.” My dick bounces suddenly hearing that, thwacking one of the guys lightly in the face. They chuckle. There’s some shifting on the bed and suddenly Rafa’s handsome face appears, taking up the half of my vision that Jace’s ass isn’t filling. “Sharing is caring,” he explains as he suctions his mouth over Jace’s ass. Jace let’s out a moan and there’s a very wet squelching sound. I see Rafa’s throat bobbing and I’m annoyed that he’s swallowed it all for himself, but I needn’t have worried. He pulls away from Jace’s swollen ass lips and instead grins down at me, full cheeks making him suddenly look very cute. I eagerly open my mouth and stick my tongue out as he slowly dribbles the cum into my mouth. It’s bitter, more so than I would usually have liked, but cum is cum. “Don’t swallow,” he warns quickly once he finishes feeding me the last of it. I nod, trying not to, though in my supine position the cum quickly pools at the base of my throat. “Jace, switch with Aman,” he says, gently pushing at Jace’s bubble butt. Jace obliges and Aman ceases his attack on my nipple, but Jace barely gives it a moment before he’s on the sensitive buds again. I groan and inadvertently swallow a bit. Now Aman is hovering over me, looking behind him to see what Rafa wants. “Perfect,” Rafa purrs stroking his hole. I swear I see it wink at me. Rafa gets on his knees, and lowers his cock to my face. “Cover my cock with Jace’s ass cum and your spit. Get it lubed up for me to shove into Aman.” I oblige and eagerly gather up the frothy mess in my mouth. I pucker my lips and push it onto Rafa’s hard cock as he pushes into my throat. A few strokes later and he removes a cock covered in white bubbles. “You don’t need any lube anyway,” Aman says as Rafa shoves up inside. I can see that since Aman’s ass swallows all of Rafa without any moment of hesitation. “Fuck yeah, cumdump,” I hear Rafa snarl. Aman murmurs an affirmative. I definitely can feel it. Aman is so loaded up that every stroke causes cum to leak out. Some drips directly in my mouth and I swallow greedily. More of it though just drips down Rafa’s cock and balls where it pools into small droplets I’m praying to fall so I can catch them on my tongue. Though the two fuckers above me are blocking the light, there’s so much cum I still see it glisten on the underside of Rafa’s cock. In a moment Jin pokes his head through Rafa’s legs, and opens his mouth to catch some of the loads, blocking me from getting any. I huff my frustration and he turns around to laugh at me. Some cum starts to fall from his open mouth and I eagerly open mine to catch but at the last second he slurps it back up and I see him swallow. He grins and I see him start to unscrew a poppers bottle. “Fuck Aman, that’s super sweet,” he says. Rafa is now pounding him so hard he can only groan. Jin gets the poppers bottle open and tilts my head up to feed me another hit. My head starts swimming again and I can’t concentrate enough to catch the cum that continuously rains down on me from Aman’s hole due to Rafa’s jackhammering. Jin takes a few hits himself then, as if understanding my predicament, leans over me, licks up the cum and then feeds it to me off his tongue like I’m a helpless baby bird. Rafa pulls out of Aman completely and Jin immediately grabs his cock and bends it backward toward him so he can suck off the cummy ass juices still there, causing Rafa to yelp, not that it stops Jin in the least. “Fuck…” I say, feeling the sensory overload. The entire time Jace and Renan have been sucking my tits and Jordan has been working my cock. I close my eyes and let the insane levels of horniness wash over me. Jace and Renan rub up and down my body as they continue their tireless exploration of my nipples. I open my eyes to see Rafa and Aman facing each other, feeding each other hits. Jin takes a break from sucking to egg them on. “More, yeah another one, come on make him take it.” I lose count because I can’t focus on anything, but it must’ve been at least 5 hits. Rafa moans when it’s all done and backs up more onto Jin’s mouth. But Jin has other ideas and quickly stands up, shoving up into Rafa’s ass without any warning. Aman holds Rafa down to keep him from moving. He stares Rafa in the eyes and mouths for him to take it. “At least…” Rafa groans as Jin doesn’t waste anytime pounding, “…at least we all came pre-loaded.” Aman chuckles as he stands up and feeds his dick to Rafa so that he gets it from both ends. This is all happening above me and I’m so spent by now my mouth is open and my tongue is just flopped out, catching whatever flies at me, whether it’s sweat or spit or cum. Aman grabs the pack of Rafa’s head and intensifies his pounding to match Jin’s. Somehow in between he still finds the breath to talk. “Rafa and I went to the same party to pre-game,” he says laboriously, “but we lost track of each other in the big house so I don’t know what he’s got up there. It was a hot raw party, and the organizers are the same ones that do those conversion parties, so I bet a lot of the guys were toxic or like Rafa, just don’t know or care about their own status.” He pulls out of Rafa’s mouth, giving him a chance to answer. Rafa takes a few gulps of precious air before looking up at Aman grinning with bloodshot eyes. “Hey! I’m probably toxic, too!” Aman nods, “Yeah, you’re such good friends with the organizers, you’re always at those parties, you probably got AIDS by now.” Rafa moans, “please AIDS, please at least that, fuck yeah… Tonight I just put on a blindfold and had myself locked in the sling, how about you, Aman?” Aman chuckles and shoves his dick into Rafa’s mouth again before answering. “I stayed upstairs in the bedrooms for some sweet tender love-making. Maybe that’s why the cum in my hole is so sweet.” “Nah, that’s because it’s toxic,” Jace chimes in the conversation. “Tender love-making doesn’t get you that many loads,” Jin taunts. “It does when you have a hole no one can resist,” Aman says proudly, “I tried my hardest to get fucked by every guy I saw. I don’t know how many came, but at least 40 dicks or so have been up in there. Hundreds of guys at that party.” I think Rafa tried to say something but so wrapped was his mouth around Aman’s dick that only a grunt came out. “Oh, so that’s why y’all didn’t want to come to CumUnion with me,” Jordan says from near my crotch. Aman just grunts as he continues driving his cock into Rafa’s mouth, “I’m tired of it… too many guys just standing around with their big egos. Not enough guys that are confirmed poz. I like our regular crew.” “Eh, I just like dark rooms too much,” Jordan responds. At this point, Rafa’s mouth is really starting to slime up. The stuff dribbling into my mouth from the action above is now a very thick, ropey consistency. Jace notices and leans forward to feed me a hit. “Will make it easier, just in case,” he explains. Then of course he takes a hit himself and kisses me naughtily. I wonder how he can stand it. My head is starting to pound from all the hits and I really want to be wrecked. Their teasing is driving me insane. “Fuck me already,” I say, “I need something toxic in me.”

This was several years ago, when my man was out of town for work, before we had a totally open relationship. After several days of trying to be good and faithful i could not take it anymore. This happened several years ago, when my man was out of town for work, before we had a totally open relationship. After several days of trying to be good and faithful, I had reached my limit and I needed some anonymous cum. I re-downloaded Grindr and started to get prepped for play. Of course, there were the usual bots, fakes, and flakes that you always get when on the apps; however, it only takes one willing and able top to fill a hole. I knew what I was looking for: an anonymous top from out of town that only fucks raw; and the Bareback Gods were smiling down on me that day. I found my target relatively quickly after creating a profile. He was average looking, 6 foot, with a killer body, and well hung. He was visiting his parents who live a couple blocks down the road. We made plans for him to text me when his parents were fast asleep in bed so we could meet up for some late-night outdoor play. My dick was rock hard thinking about taking his seaman deep into my guts. It was still in the early evening so I had plenty of time to get clean out and prepped. Then the only thing left to do is watch porn and edge my cock when I waited for my text to go and take his cock for a ride. I was ready to go by 10, dressed in the standard late-night cruising; jockstrap, track pants, hoodie, and flip flops. With just my phone, poppers, and lube in my pocket; I was horned up and ready for my queue. The text came at 11, and it was simple and direct: “cum take my cum.” And I was quickly out the door to meet my breeder. My cock twitched, and I was out the door walking towards my top in the dark. He was waiting for me in the shadows of the driveway, free-balling in gym shorts and a t-shirt. I didn’t even see him at first, and almost walked past him, except for his low call for me “over here.” As I approached his deep voice, I saw that he was at full mast and stroking his thick meaty cock. I pulled my poppers out dropped to my knees and started to worship his manhood. We are under a tree, between a truck and a privacy face. His shorts drop to the pavement as quickly as my knees do. I face inches from his throbbing 7 inches of cut cock. I take a deep hit from the brown bottles and start by teasing his smooth balls with my tongue, smelling his manhood. As I’m lapping at his nuts, his dick is twitching above; gently smacking me on my right cheek. I slowly work my tongue up the bottom of his cock, licking and teasing the vein until I get to the head. I want to tease his for a while longer. My tongue darts down the length of his dick; and my mouth engulfs his balls. I give them a through tongue bath, and take another deep hit. My mouth is back at his balls, and works it way back to the head; and I finally give him the blowjob he has been anticipating for the 10 minutes that I have been teasing him with my talented mouth. The blow job does not last long, its not why I’m there. But I need to feel this beautiful cock tickle my tonsils for a few minutes. I work it for a while with my mouth. Let him fuck my throat for a few more minutes. Finally, I have had enough, and I get up from my knees in front of him. I’m finally face to face with my nameless top. No words are spoken, as he reaches around and slips his right hand down the back of my pants and finds my hole immediately. As we make out in the dark, under that tree he starts to massage and tease my ass like I did with his cock. Going back and forth from playing with my hole and my sensitive nipples. He works a finger into my cunt, driving it deeper and deeper into me. Then a second finger joins the first. At this point I am panting like a bitch in heat, bucking my ass back onto his intruding hand. I am hunger and ready to get fucked like a whore. Our lips break away from each other, as we take a moment to catch our breath, we each take a step back to look each other over. His shorts are still around his ankles, his hard cock twitching in the wind, ready to fuck. I reach into my pocket and hand the lube over to him. I brace myself over the hood of the truck parked in the driveway, as my track pants drop to the pavement like his did 20 minutes earlier. My jock strapped ass is out in the wind, I take an even deeper hit from the brown bottle, and prepare for the assault I know I am about to receive. He lubes up his thick meat, and he smears some lube unceremoniously on my waiting hole. Quickly, he lines up his cock, and pushes to the hilt in one swift stroke. It takes my breath away. I feel his neatly trimmed pubes against my smooth round ass, and his hands grab my hips and hold me down onto his cock as it throbs inside of me. My ass slowly adjusts to the invasion, and relax. I relax even more as I inhale deeply on my trusty poppers. He slowly pulls his shave out of my, until just the tip of his perfect cock is left inside me. I sigh in my moment of relief, then his cock slams back in to me. This starts the cycle of him slowly withdrawing and then violently fucking back into me. I start to adjust to the fuck. I’m totally turned on getting used by this stud in the driveway of his parent’s house. I lose control and start to moan and bet for him to fuck me like the filthy slut that I know I was born to be. At this point he is jackhammering my hole, and calling me names. “dirty slut, I can’t believe you are getting barebacked by a stranger.” My only response is more moans, and pleads for his cum. “You whore, you don’t even know my name and you’re begging for my seed.” I push my cock back onto his cock as hard has he is fucking it into me. We are both breathing heavy and panting in our animal passion. His balls tighten up, and whispers in my ear, “take my babies.” He pulls his cock out of my ass after he fucks his sperm deep into my body, and smacks my ass with his hand. And then it ends as soon as it began. His shorts get pulled up and he makes a beeline for the house. I’m still catching my breath in the driveway with my pants around my ankles. I take a few moments to savor the encounter before I pull up my pants and head home. My desire to get breed is not satisfied, now I only want more.

Chapter 4: The Preparation As I laid on my stomach Daddy began first by massaging me. His hands felt fantastic. He started by gently rubbing my shoulders and then onto my back. I was literally putty in Daddy's hands. As Daddy massaged my back I almost fell asleep. Once he finished my back he skipped my ass and started massaging my legs. By this time my body was completely limp. He took his time on my legs and I must say his massage was feeling amazing. After Daddy finished my legs he then began rubbing my butt cheeks. His big hands on my smoothly ass was heaven. As he massaged my butt cheeks he would run a finger over my butthole. This was getting me excited and causing my penis to stir. After several minutes Daddy parted my butt cheeks and started licking my hole. I thought I had died and went to heaven. His tongue along with the little bit of stubble on his face was driving me crazy. Daddy took his time licking my hole and suddenly without warning Daddy stuck his finger in my ass. I jumped a little bit at first but Daddy kept his finger in me until I relaxed. Once I was released Daddy slowly started fingering my hole. His finger felt so good. As I dried up Daddy just spit on my hole to keep me lubricated. After I got used to Daddy's finger he then inserted a second finger in my hole. Again he kept his fingers still inside me until my ass adjusted to his two fingers. Daddy then repeated the process as before and before long I was loving having two fingers inside me. As my hole got used to two fingers Daddy withdrew his fingers which left me feeling empty. I didn't have to wait long because Daddy put some sort of lube on my hole and then he inserted three fingers in my ass. Again he waited until my hole relaxed and then started fucking my ass slowly. Somewhere deep inside me I started moaning but not like a guy. I was letting out feminine moans. Daddy absolutely loved hearing me moan like a girl. Daddy fucked my hole for quite a while before he withdrew his fingers to apply more lube. After reapplying more lube Daddy then inserted four fingers up my ass. The way Daddy was preparing my hole left no doubt in my mind that he wanted me to be well prepared for his cock. As my hole adjusted to having four fingers inside me I felt completely stretched out. While Daddy kept his fingers in place he whispered in my ear that his cock was coming back to life and it wouldn't be much longer before I had his cock up my ass. Daddy then slowly fucked my hole with all four fingers and I couldn't stop moaning. But this time instead of withdrawing his fingers Daddy applied a lot more lube to my ass and next thing I knew Daddy had his fist in my ass. And Daddy doesn't have a small fist so it definitely took my breath away. I could feel my hole gripping Daddy's fist. Daddy slowly started going farther in my ass and honestly I'm not sure how much of his arm I took. It took me a while to relax having Daddy's arm inside me but once I relaxed oh my God the feeling was intense. He fucked me slowly with his arm for a long time and I knew I could take his cock now. Az Daddy slowly fucked me with his arm I started cumming. Every thing he had done to my hole had me on the edge but his arm sent me over. My ass gripped Daddy's arm as my orgasm hit. Once I finished I was limp. My orgasm was very intense. As my hole relaxed Daddy withdrew his arm slowly and as his fist came out my ass made a plop sound. I giggled like a little school girl. Daddy whispered in my ear that his cock was ready. I wiggled my ass at him and awaited his cock.

I say don’t over think it, these days people are more open sexually. I met a guy a year ago at an arcade. He was in the section that is known to have straight men. No gay porn. So I was messed up because a friend and I had been on one. This man was blonde hair blue eyes , gorgeous and very married. One thing lead to another. We end of jacking off together. But to my surprise he took me to a dark corner and planted his at least 9 in and thick cock so deep in my ass and raw. I have said before I am very nervous about barebacking. I said to him take this condom. He said no lets do it like this. I can tell your hole is clean. He slides in and I stop him because I was nervous and it felt so good. I even tell him that. He says I can’t keep stopping. I tell him to pull out . He goes in and fucks me so deep. And I can feel this head massaging my spot. He had this groove and I submitted because it’s hard , fat, and my hole has Pure silicone in it. I am in fantasy land because he so attractive, smells nice, and is destroying my ass in a good way. He shoots his nectar in my ass. And gets up and leaves immediately. I go home and each time I think of that moment for the next 3 weeks I get wet and hard. I realized that he didn’t listen to me because he knew that I wanted to get fucked by a man. I ran into him one more time there and I had poppers which he had never used. That time was just as hot! I even had wet cum stain underwear when I got home.

But, wait... there's (one) more... -------------------------------------------- Colin got home after the trip and tried to get back to his normal routine. His girlfriend seemed to be hornier than usual and while the memories of the canoe trip haunted him, he was happy to be able to fuck her. A few weeks later he got the flu and was surprised how accommodating Ken was at work. "Yeah, there's a bug goin' around. Just get yourself better" he told Colin. His fever was over a hundred, but only lasted a few days. The sweats at night kept going for over a month. The rash that covered his chest and back appeared one day and had faded four days later. He was weak and sore and stayed in bed for most of the week. Once he recovered enough to go back to work, his sexual appetite came back with a vengeance. He was screwing his girlfriend every day the first week until she came storming into the apartment one night after he got home from work. "What skank have you been fucking? You gave me a fuckin' STD!" she screamed at him as she started packing her stuff up. "What? No! I ain't been fuckin any other chicks than you, babe" Colin protested. "How did I get the clap, then? Divine miracle? You fuckin' cheating asshole! Get out of my way and I never want to see you again!" she said as she stormed out, lugging his two large duffel bags full of her clothes out the door. He increasingly found himself back at the booths in the adult book store and even told a few guys to "back their asses up" to the hole. After a several more heated accusations from women he fucked, he went to the clinic and got tested for STDs. He showed up at work the day after he got the results looking despondent and working much slower than normal. Ken noticed him walking aimlessly around the warehouse and called him over. "You ok, Colin? You seem pretty distracted" Ken said in a fatherly tone. Colin shook his head and a tear ran down his cheek. Ken took him into the office and asked "What's up?" After staring at his feet for several seconds Colin replied "I'm fucked, man. I went to the clinic and they told me I got some STDs. Gave me a big shot, but said one they can't cure." Ken smiled back at Colin. "You'll be fine. It comes with the territory. You fuck around, you'll catch something eventually. I've had my share. If they give you drugs, talk to me before you start taking them, though. I know some people that would love to take some of your potent seed first" Ken said as Colin nodded and headed back to work. It had been over four months since the canoe trip but Ken finally heard what he had been hoping for. He had Colin busy almost every weekend after that, either fucking chasers or naive neg guys he found. Sometimes it was just one guy and other times it was two or three. If he couldn't find a victim, he would drag Colin to the bathhouse and have him breed whoever he could. Ken even found the occasional girl for Colin to fuck. Colin got used to fucking guys and as long as no one tried to fuck him, he was good with it. It was nice getting laid as much as he wanted and not having to deal with a relationship. "I'm a horny guy, but these fags can't seem to get enough" Colin thought. "Hey Colin, come here" Ken yelled out one day. "Yeah, boss?" Colin said as he ran up to Ken. "You takin' those drugs?" Ken asked. "No, you told me not to and I haven't been back to the clinic since they gave em to me" Colin replied. "Good. You up for another Canoe trip? You get to fuck this year" Ken said with a grin.

Colin's moaning didn't last long. Several minutes later, Andy jabbed his tongue in and then stood up, dragging his cock over Colin's hole. The head of his cock was wet with precum and slid easily into the spit covered entrance. Colin groaned as he got fucked again, his ass still hurt from the earlier penetrations and here he was in front of a bunch of guys getting fucked like a whore. Andy really liked being watched as he fucked, whether he was a top or bottom. He was even used to his dad watching him fuck and as he looked over Steve was staring back at him with a huge smile. "Charge him up good, son" Steve said as he stroked his cock. Andy got on his feet, jockey style, and hammered Colin's ass while Colin begged him to stop. After ten minutes Colin collapsed down on the sand, taking Andy with him. Andy slammed a few more times before he thrust in deep and fired off six jets of toxic seed. He laid there on top of Colin, the pair panting together a minute. Finally, Andy got off Colin and pulled him to his feet before leading him over to the other guys. "Show em your wrecked cunt, Newbie" Andy said to Colin sternly. Colin turned and showed his ass to PJ first, who shoved a finger in roughly, scraping around before pulling it out and licking his finger clean. Danny followed suit and made Colin yell out as the fingernail dug into his soft insides. Eric, Billy, and Steve each got their taste of the poison eating away at Colin's guts. Finally, Colin stood in front of Ken who stood up and looked over the marks on Colin's shoulder. "Seven with that breeding there. Nice job, Andy" Ken remarked. "Thanks. He'll have at least eight in the morning and then he's all yours" Andy replied with a sinister laugh. The group finally called it a night a few hours later and headed to their tents. Once inside, Andy told Colin "I'm gonna need that ass to keep my dick warm tonight so get closer" The two spooned and Andy humped Colin slowly until he shot another few spurts inside. A few hours later, Andy woke up feeling the cool air on his body and Colin had rolled away. He climbed on top and shoved his dick back into Colin's battered cunt. A few minutes of pounding had Colin whimpering and begging "Please... cum in me and let me sleep!" Andy gave Colin what he asked for, several jets of seed filling his ravaged hole and some time for rest to get ready for the next day. Andy woke up the next morning to the sound of Colin wanking. He grabbed Colin's hand and twisted it hard. "You heard the rules. Newbies can't jack off" Andy said loudly. He pulled Colin out of the tent and they stood there naked on the sand as Ken walked up to Colin. Ken reached down and grabbed Colin's balls and squeezed hard. Colin screamed out "FUCK!!!!" and soon everyone was standing around them. Ken squeezed again and said "I told you there would be hell to pay if you broke the rules" before loosening his grip. Colin started to double over in pain and PJ bear hugged him from behind to pull him up straight, his stiff cock nestling between Colin's butt cheeks. Ken squeezed his balls again, his face inches from Colin's. "This is just a sample. This is gonna feel like I tickled you compared to next time" Ken barked out. He squeezed hard one more time and then released him, walking back to the camp fire. Colin didn't remember much of the next two days. He drank heavily and was stumbling by the time they made camp both days. Both his ass and throat were sore from frequent fucks by the other six guys. Andy spent the rest of the trip fucking PJ, Danny and Eric until Thursday morning when he drilled Colin in the tent, leaving one more viral load in him. The group stopped a few times, giving Colin's ass more abuse until they arrived at the end point. They dragged the canoes up on the beach and waited for the bus to arrive. "I think this is the earliest we've ever finished" Ken said as he walked over to Colin who was sitting on the sand looking exhausted. "How'd you do?" Ken asked, not expecting an answer from Colin and looked over his back. "Hmmm, 31 loads. Not bad for a straight guy. Guess we'll wait and see if the trip was a success" added Ken. Steve walked up to Ken and nudged him with his elbow. "You gonna tell him?" Steve asked with a sinister smile. "Nah, let him figure it out. Hopefully he'll pass it on to a few before then" Ken replied. Colin looked up at the two guys and scrunched his face up, unclear on what they were talking about. He just hoped no one would tell his co-workers about him getting fucked and sucking dick the whole trip.

I found this guy online. He wanted to be bred anonymously by a HIV positive top. When I arrived he has been waiting chest down and ass up in the air like a good cumdump should. I fucked him deep and rough and pumped a huge load inside his willing pussy. In this clip you can see my internal cumshot and a river of seed leaking out his hole when I pulled out. Subscribe, rate and comment if you like a video. Keep me motivated to upload more 🙂 [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/breeding-an-anonymous-negative-cumdump-ass-a-toxic-load-43405531

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.

With so many people temporarily or permanently losing their jobs because of Coronavirus, and with that people losing their insurance, do you think that there could be a spike in new HIV infections because guys can't afford PREP? Have guys cut back on their PREP to conserve it? Are guys having more or less bareback sex over the past couple of weeks?

I watched Louis walk down the path toward the bar, but he turned and headed over to the next row of campsites. My curiosity got to me and I started to follow him, making sure I stayed far enough behind him so he didn't see me. I wanted him to do what he wanted and left him to it. I saw him stop at Larry and Trey's site for a few minutes and then kept walking. Once I got to Larry's site I was surprised to see Trey bent over the end of the picnic table getting fucked. A hat at the other end of the table had several $5 bills in it. "Five bucks gives ya five minutes" Larry told a few guys next to me. "You get it for free, of course" he said pointing to me. I smiled seeing the cum dripping from Trey's ass and then continued following Louis. As I turned on to the next row of sites, I saw Louis leading the 50's bear down the path towards the bar. The guy's partner, the naked 40's otter was following a short distance behind. They walked past the bar and down toward our campsite. I kept myself hidden, but tailed them and watched as Louis led the pair to the playground. I was too far away to hear anything, but I could figure it all out just by watching. Louis pointed at the sling and the bear took his jeans and boxers off, handing them to the otter who folded them and set them down on a bench. The bear laid back on the sling and adjusted himself so his ass was hanging off the edge. Next, Louis' finger was pointing and the otter was on his knees next to the sling. Louis raised the bear's legs up and put his feet in the straps. Next, he took his own jeans off and was standing there, naked, between the bear's legs. He kneeled down and buried his face in the bear's ass. I could see the otter squirm and I could tell that he was uncomfortable watching his Dom in this position. Louis spent several minutes eating out the bears hole and I faintly heard grunts and groans that seemed to be coming from both of them. I moved around to try and get a better view and stopped just as Louis stood up. He dragged his cock along the bear's crack and then pushed it to his hole. He paused and I saw him saying something to the bear right before he pushed in. The otter gasped as he watched his top get penetrated. Louis slowly sank into the guy and then pulled back. The second time he plunged in a little faster and kept building speed slowly. Once he got a good rhythm going, he let the sling start to do most of the work and had the bear fucking himself on Louis's shaft. Occasionally, Louis would give a firm thrust into the bear and push him all the way off until he tugged on the chains and impaled the guy again. It was obvious that this was not going to be a quick five minute fuck and Louis was speeding up and slowing down, thrusting hard then gentle. It was nice to stand there and watch Louis fuck. Whenever I had done it before, either he was fucking me or we were part of a group. Other than rubbing my crotch, I now had my undivided attention on watching him. He was sexy, confident and fluid in his motions. He was even sexier to me now than when we first met and realized I was proud of how far he'd come. Less than a year ago he was a straight guy in an unhappy relationship and now he was a bi guy with a lot more variety in how and who he fucked. I kept watching and was captivated as I had my own private porno going on in front of me. Louis pulled on the chains and buried his cock to the hilt and held the guy there a moment. He slammed in a few times before he began pounding the bear's ass. I could see the sweat glisten on his hairy body and fly off on to the bear. Both of them seemed to be growling with Louis being the more vocal one. After a few minutes, he shoved in hard and I could see his body shake as he flooded the bear's guts with a pent up load. They stood there for a little while and Louis slowly pulled out. I could tell he was talking to the bear's sub and soon the otter was reluctantly licking the bear's ass clean of Louis' cum. Louis pulled his shorts on and looked around. There were only four or five of us watching but Louis had a large smile on his face. He walked up to me and said "That should teach that fucker for encouraging everyone to fuck our brains out." I chuckled and started to walk back to our campsite. "Who's your next one?" Louis asked. "Not sure yet, I'm a little thirsty" I replied and kept walking. Louis followed me into the bar. Once inside, I stopped and slowly looked around at the scattered crowd of guys. Everyone's eyes turned to us and all of them stopped talking. I grinned and walked over to the bar and sat down on a stool and Louis took the one next to me. "A couple pints, Joey" I said. Joey poured the pints and set them down in front of us. I could feel the eyes staring at Louis and I and there were only a few hushed words. A little breeze came through the door and I could smell the sweat and cum from Louis' body. If I wasn't plotting my next move, I would have dragged him back to the tent and licked and sniffed every inch of his body. "Sounds like you two have been taking advantage of the cuffs. Larry and his son earlier and then George just now" Joey said with a little nervousness in his voice. I waited a few seconds before I answered, wanting to keep the tension in the air. "Seems silly to waste an opportunity like this. Besides, there's a nice selection of guys to choose from" I replied. Louis snickered and we both wondered what response we would get. With nothing but silence, I added "We weren't totally selfish. We shared Trey with a few guys" and then chuckled. No one seemed to laugh at my joke and Louis and I slowly nursed our beers. A little while later Joey called out "Sam, cover the bar for a bit, I need a smoke break." A younger, skinny guy came around the bar and gave Joey a pack of reds. Joey walked out the back door and I waited a minute before standing up and said to Louis, a little louder than necessary, "I left my phone in the tent. Be right back, grab me another pint, please." I walked out of the bar and looked around. Joey was over near a BBQ grill, staring off into the sky as he dragged on a cig. I reached into my pocket and pulled my phone out, heading over his way. "Hey Joey, guess what?" He looked at me, completely confused. The more I stared back at him the more he realized what was about to happen. "You're fuckin' next" I said as I turned him around. I pulled his cargo shorts down which left him in a jockstrap and a sweat soaked tee. "I've wanted this ass since I first came up here years ago" I said. I opened my shorts just enough to pull my quickly hardening cock out. "Oh fuck" Joey blurted out. I chuckled and pulled his tee off before I wrapped my arm around his thick body. Whispering into his ear, I said "you set us up and now it's time to pay." I ground against his furry ass a little bit before my cock was so fuckin hard I couldn't bear it. My shaft rubbed up and down along his crack a few more seconds, leaking precum over his fur and my dick. I aimed my phone down and pushed record as I guided my cock in and only a few strokes later my cock found it's target. "Oh shit. Make it quick, I need to be back inside soon" Joey said. I stood there, my cock leaking pre and nestled tight against Joey's hole. "Nah, I want this to last. I want people to come out here wondering what happened to you and watch you get fucked" I said. I heard him gasp and then laughed to myself. Pushing harder, I soon felt his hole start to let me in. He was one of the tightest I had fucked in a while and I quickly remembered the first few fucks with Louis. Joey wasn't used to being fucked and that made getting my dick inside him even more enjoyable. I rocked my hips slowly at first, pushing deeper into him and then pulling back. It was a good thing I'd already blown a few loads today or I would have shot within a minute or two. Each stroke got longer and longer and Joey was whimpering at feeling my bare dick fuck his ass. The longer I fucked the more I realized Joey wasn't used to being on this end of a fuck. The harder I fucked, the more verbal Joey got. Lots of bottoms I fuck quickly move into moaning or other ways of showing that they love taking dick. Not Joey. He was a top and he wasn't giving in to the pleasure his ass could know. At that time, I really didn't care. It was a different attitude than I normally had, since I usually wanted my sex partner to have as much pleasure as I was getting. But Joey had set us up to be the camp bitches for the night and I was going to make sure he was going to endure a long, hard fuck. I may have started out slow, but once I had him stretched a bit I fucked harder. I wasn't going to be a jerk and rape him, but I was pounding his ass. While Joey was a big guy with plenty of padding, his ass was pretty firm and muscular like his legs. The more I fucked the louder his grunts got and it didn't take long for us to attract a crowd. I was sure Joey didn't want to have a bunch of his customers watch him get fucked, he didn't have a choice and I really like having an audience. I pushed him over and he grabbed the ends of the grill while I drilled his ass. The camera was catching each thrust in and out of his furry ass and when I watched it later you could see the sweat drip down over the hair on his back and ass. I glanced around and the group had gotten bigger, some even stroking their cocks as I fucked Joey. "Come on, dude. Finish up, I can't take any more" Joey whined. I laughed and replied "Sometimes it takes me a while to cum." I grabbed his shoulder with one hand, drilling his ass and then slowed down. I'm pretty sure everyone was out of the bar and watching the owner get fucked. I saw Louis who had a big grin peering out of his bushy beard watch me fuck Joey. I really have no idea how long I fucked but it was obvious that Joey was in pain. He had a lot of lube in his ass from all the precum my cock was dripping, but that really wasn't enough. He was tight and I was making him feel every inch of my cock plus the piercing. My balls started to churn and I didn't think I could last much more. Louis came over and took the phone from my hand and became my cameraman. My mind wanted to fuck Joey for a few more hours but my balls said "breed him." The last few strokes got ragged as did my breath and I slammed in a few more times before my balls won the battle. Ropes of hot cum flooded Joey's ravaged ass as I moaned out with each one. I heard lots of comments as guys around us realized I was cumming deep inside Joey. They may have been surprised that a top guy like Joey got fucked and bred, but Joey knew that the moment that the cuffs no longer meant anything the party was over. He took it in hopes that there would be another "designated hole" the following year. I pulled Joey up and felt his sweaty back on my chest. My arms wrapped around him while my dick was still buried in his ass. I whispered in his ear "Thanks, bud. You can be my bitch any time" before laughing loudly. The crowd started to move back to their tents or the bar and I pulled my cock out of Joey's ass. I slapped his butt and Louis zoomed in on the cum running out of Joey's hole. Joey pulled up his shorts and turned back to me. "You're a fucking asshole" he said to me and then laughed. We gave each other a hug and walked back into the bar, our arms wrapped around each other. I sat down on my stool as Joey walked back on to the other side. "I think you owe me another pint, since I just dumped one up your ass" I said with a grin.

It should also be noted that there is a world wide shortage of condoms and few being manufacturer. Not a big issue here, perhaps more conversions among the "safe sex only crowd" more brothers rediscover BB sex.

This lockdown has been making me crazy but luckily I've been in semi-quarantine with the same three guys I've been seeing since December. I say semi-quarantine because I have to drive to their place to get laid but it's totally worth it because I've been getting laid a lot. Yesterday they were totally worn out so I left them alone for a few hours but on Saturday I drained their balls every chance I got. I've never considered myself a size queen before, even though I love a big dick. But I've been so spoiled that I'm definitely going to have a hard time adapting if I ever lose access. Plus my ass is really loose right now. I had plans to go get laid on Saturday afternoon so I got up early to work in the yard with my mom. I helped in the garden in planted some lavender in the front yard. While I was working I let one rip by my mom and she told me "That was a loose ass fart." She knows I've been going to see these guys to get fucked and assumes that they're hung (they are), so I didn't try to deny it. I just agreed with her and finished my work so I could hurry over and see my studs. I ended up getting my ass wrecked over and over. I spent the night so I could get laid again but I woke up extra early (before 5 in the morning) and was feeling restless. So I texted my bf hoping he'd want to meet up early and screw a load into me but it was way too early and he didn't respond. I got fucked one more time, then I went home and slept in my own bed. When I woke up I wanted to see how loose my pussy really was so I checked it out in the mirror and I was really proud of it! I snapped a couple of blurry pics and one good one, then I moisturized it and let it rest while my men took the day off. Since I didn't get laid last night I'm super horny and have been texting my studs. I literally just got a reply while I was writing this out so I'm going to freshen my pussy up and go get it serviced again.

AlexBreedwell BREEDING A RANDOM CUMDUMP ON THE BEACH IN FUERTEVENTURA I went for a night walk down the beach in Fuerteventura during my holiday. Seen this guy flashing his ass and I couldn't stop myself. I fucked him silly and shoot my load inside him. You can see it dripping out his used cunt. I went to the same spot following night and pumped even more seed into his hole. Subscribe and comment if you wanna see more of my fucks. Keep me motivated 😉 [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/breeding-a-random-cumdump-on-the-beach-in-fuerteventura-43394881

Part 8 - Day 5 At Sea Luca woke with a heavy head and sat up in bed slowly rubbing it. He didn't have that much to drink to cause his bad head he thought to himself, it took him a moment to realise that Brad was lying next to him sleeping. Not so worried about his heavy head he was concerned about how sore his ass felt and that Brad was still in his bed. Last thing he remembered was kissing Brad and falling asleep after getting pounded the third time. Brad felt the bed moving and sensed Luca had woken up, opening his eyes Luca was sat up looking down at him. "Morning" Brad said running his hand along Luca's back "sorry I didn't mean to stay over". Luca studied him for a moment "That's okay" he said being pulled back down in to Brad's arms. "Thank you for the amazing sex" Brad quietly said kissing Luca. Luca smiled at him "You certainly now how to fuck my ass is so sore". Luca heard the suite door opening and looked at the time "Dam" he said knowing it was Ramon with his coffee. "Morning Luca" Ramon said climbing up the stairs and stopping at the top looking at them both. Luca looked embarrassed whilst Brad laid there calmly "Sorry I only brought one cup" Ramon said looking at Brad. Brad lifted his head "We can share" he said smiling at Ramon. "Aren't you in the wrong suite?" Ramon said sarcastically walking towards the table. Brad laid back and made a show of stroking Luca "It has nothing to do with you, you can leave". Ramon plonked the tray down and looked at Luca "Enjoy" he said and turned to leave. "Ramon" Luca called after him but he carried on walking down the stairs, he was about to jump out of bed. Brad pulled him back "Ignore him Luca he is just the butler". "How can you disregard a persons feelings like that?" Luca asked Brad in an annoyed tone. Brad leaned over and poured a cup of coffee "You should have thought about that before having sex with me". "Drink your coffee" Brad said handing Luca the cup "your only blowing him for his pleasure". Luca took a gulp of coffee and handed the cup to Brad "And you didn't fuck me for your pleasure?". Brad smirked "I think you got just as much pleasure the way you kept pushing your ass up on my cock". "Still you shouldn't treat people like that" Luca said getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. Brad looked at him smiling "Want to shower together?" he asked moving and sitting on the edge of the bed. Luca stopped and looked over at Brad whilst holding the bathroom door open "Come on". Luca squeezed his eyes shut, his body pushed up against the shower wall his sore ass taking the full force of Brad's hard cock yet again. Powerless to stop him the feeling in his ass was like it was being poked by an hot iron bar. His head leaned back in to the crook of Brad's shoulder riding through the pain he was enjoying sheer power of Brad inside him. His hands pulling Luca's ass cheeks wider apart to get deeper and grind Luca hard against the shower wall. He was horny and soon clamped his arms around Luca's chest and waist holding him delivering a fourth load. Brad kissed Luca's neck, his cock firmly locked inside Luca. Reaching over for the complimentary body wash he lathered up Luca's chest from behind, slowly working his way down the body and grabbing hold of Luca's cock. His hips gently grinding his cock in Luca he began masturbating him and biting at his neck, kissing him, tweaking his nipples. Luca's knees buckled from his orgasm but Brad held him up and kissed Luca harder right through until his orgasm finished. Brad chuckled and slowly pulled his cock out seeing a drip of pink fluid hitting the shower tray mixed with the water and soap it quickly washed away. In order to be discreet they both headed to the main buffet to grab some breakfast, in theory Luca really wanted to hide from Ramon and felt it was best to keep out of his way for the day. After breakfast Luca went back to his suite and put the do not disturb sign on the door and spent the day chilling out reading in the peace and quiet. Several times he looked out on to the terrace below and saw the four American guys swimming and lazing by the pool, taking reflection of his voyage so far he had been blinkered to what gay sex could really be like. Yes he found Andre hot and loved feeling his body on top of me, but Brad brought out a side in Luca he never knew existed. One thing he never counted on was experiencing unprotected sex and how good it really felt, catching anything was the last thing he was thinking of. Mid afternoon Luca put his book down, he had moved downstairs and sat on the sofa where he could see down the terrace. Standing up he walked over to the window moving the net curtain he looked out at the expansive views of nothing by sea and sky. Oliver saw the curtain move and watched Luca looking out at the view, excusing himself and putting on his t-shirt he walked inside and up the two decks to Luca's suite. He had no plan of action, all he really wanted to do was be near Luca and talk. Luca's parent popped in asking if he was joining them for afternoon tea and listen to the string quartet. Declining and electing to have tea in his suite he was going to read a few more pages before ordering. A few minutes after the doorbell to the suite rang, Luca looked over to the door and ignored it until it rang again. "Luca" Oliver said standing there at the door when he opened it "haven't seen you today". Luca opened the door all the way "Come in" he said "I am having a quiet day reading". "Am I disturbing you, I can go if you want" Oliver offered walking inside. Luca smiled "No, I quite like your company as long as your not trying to get me in bed" he said laughing. Oliver turned and smiled "I am unarmed" he replied laughing and holding his hands up. "Sit please" Luca said "I was beginning to think all 4 of you were trying to bed me". Luca noticed the smile go from Oliver's face "You are aren't you?" Luca asked now his curiosity rose. Oliver nodded "Sort of" he replied "I mean all four of us took one look at you..." he said trailing off. Luca walked over to him "Would you like to join me for afternoon tea?". "How very British" Oliver said laughing "yes I would love to if you don't mind". Luca about to pick up the phone looked at Oliver "Oh and don't mind the butler if he gets funny". Oliver laughed "Are you still doing it with him?" he asked "I know Brad caught you blowing him". Luca poked his tongue out "Very funny, that is all we do" he replied "and I kiss him". Luca ordered afternoon tea and hung up the phone "Do I get to try that then?" Oliver asked grinning at Luca. "Which?" Luca asked knowing full well what Oliver was referring to "or both?". Oliver smiled "Kiss I think first" he replied "I would like to take things slowly with you". Luca sat down besides him "I don't know" he said studying Oliver "how do I know your intentions and honourable?". Oliver mulled the question for a moment "Put some faith in me Luca" he replied looking serious. Luca chuckled and hearing the doorbell ring he called out "Come in" and Ramon entered. The smile quickly left Ramon's face seeing yet another guy sat with Luca "Your afternoon tea gentlemen". Luca chuckled "Thanks Ramon" he said feeling Oliver nudging him watching Ramon set the tea and scones out. Luca looked at Oliver then to Ramon "Oliver would you like to try?" he asked looking back at Oliver. "Sorry?" Oliver asked looking confused. "I will pour the tea Ramon" Luca said putting his hand on the pot to stop Ramon. Ramon looked at him "Very well sir" he replied glancing at Oliver "do you need anything else?". Luca looked at Ramon "He does" he said pointing to Oliver. Ramon looked at Luca then at Oliver who had a shocked look on his face. By the time Oliver turned back to look at Ramon he was already kneeling on the sofa in front of Oliver unzipping his trousers. Trapped Oliver smiled shaking his head at Luca, his head pulled forward straight on to Ramon's cock. Oliver grabbed Ramon's hips and quickly begun working his cock. Luca sat there open mouthed unable to figure out where this had come from, it was like he was pimping Oliver out to his butler. The scene in front of him was making his own cock hard, he played host and poured Oliver a cup to tea then sat back and watched. Ramon smiled at Luca then pulled Oliver's head forward holding it in place, he moaned and thrusted his hips forward releasing his cum in to Oliver's mouth. Standing up he put his cock away and zipped up his trousers. Luca leaned over and kissed Oliver catching him again by surprise. Ramon picked his tray up 'Enjoy your afternoon tea gentlemen' he said smiling and walking out leaving Luca and Oliver alone. Luca grinned "Saves me having to do a little job later". "You pimped me out to your butler" Oliver chuckled "You know that is going to cost you dearly for that". Luca laughed "Sugar in your tea?" he now asked so casually. Oliver burst out laughing "Your bloody crackers" he said lunging forward and kissing Luca "no sugar". It turned out to be the strangest afternoon tea with Oliver, so much laughter and talk. Oliver told Luca things he had never told anyone else, from how he made his fortune to his life in New York and his home. Luca explained about his job offers, graduation and some of the sexual encounters he had at university. He also confessed how this voyage had opened his eyes and allowed him to be more comfortable with his sexuality in front of people. By the time Oliver left it was already coming up to 6pm, they had spent 3 hours talking. Luca had found someone interesting, his biggest worry was the 8 year age gap but you would never know it looking at Oliver. He was charming and definitely hands on with his stroking and touching of Luca whenever he could. Oliver returned to his suite smitten having spent time getting to know Luca, not only was the guy sexy as hell, he was incredibly intelligent, respectful and well grounded. He had a sense of humour that Oliver got and played to it. Oliver felt that every sign was there and Luca was interested. Tonight Oliver and Liam were hosting a cocktail party in their suite and Luca relented after much persuasion by Oliver to come along. Luca had an hour to get ready, thankfully it was an informal evening so he didn't have to worry to much about what to wear. Despite Oliver co-hosting he spent quite a bit of time chatting with Luca and his parents, Liam was still playing the aloof one with Luca. It was driving Luca crazy and the more Liam did this the more Luca was determined, he couldn't explain why he was drawn to him. His subconsciousness was driving him and he needed affirmation from Liam that he was a catch for any man. Embarrassingly when they all walked to dinner together his parents invited the four guys to dine with them. Luca took his chance and took a seat next to Liam casually and ignored him. Liam only managed it through the starter before sussing out that Luca was playing him at his own game. An accidental brushing of the leg causing Luca to look at him, Liam carried on his conversation with Gio as if nothing had happened. By the time the main course was finished their legs were touching, Liam still made no show of it and Luca was holding in his need to laugh at their game. The group was the last to leave the restaurant, Luca excused himself feeling tired he needed and early night. He felt Liam bump into him that lasted a little longer than a normal accidental bump. By the time Luca looked Liam had turned his back and said good night to everyone walking off. He couldn't decide what Liam's game was, all through dinner and accidental bumps were turning Luca on and this was one strange and very tempting man. Luca walked out on the promenade deck and do a couple of laps walking around before retiring. His parents went to the theatre and Luca enjoyed the solitude of his walk clearing his head. Opening the doors he stepped inside and walked up the stairs to his suite. Fumbling around in his pocket he banged his head on the door "Fuck" he said unable to find his cruise card. "Lost something?" Liam said turning the corner smiling and holding Luca's cruise card. Luca walked over "Very funny" he said reaching out "you stole my card" he continued as Liam held it higher. Liam looked at Luca "Do you want it back?" he asked waving it around just out of his reach. "You like to play games don't you" Luca said giving up "please give me my card back". Suddenly Liam moved forward causing Luca to step back his gaze fixed on Luca "You can have it back soon". Liam stood in front of Luca opening the door and gently pushed him inside "No more games". Luca watched him close the door and place the card on the table, he walked towards Luca who stood there like he was waiting for something to happen. Liam stood close and ran his hand down Luca's arm, the closeness of his body and the way he touched him shot down any resilience he may of had. Luca looked up in to his eyes for a moment then felt the bristles of Liam's cropped beard against his face. Lightly he kissed Luca's cheek moving around and closer to his mouth. Their lips met and Luca's seamlessly parted inviting Liam to kiss him. The beard tickled Luca's chin and face with their mouths firmly locked together, he kissed and held Luca's body close. The tender firm kissing melted Luca as he stood in his arms, hands roamed downwards cupping Luca's ass with squeezes and caressing movements. Thoughts of his early night diminished rapidly, Liam was to good an opportunity to pass by. Slapping and caressing his ass harder made Luca grind his groin in to Liam's. Then by magic Luca felt his trousers falling down his legs, the light fingered Liam made quick work and he stepped out of them standing half naked. Slowly Liam's hand slipped inside Luca's underwear his kissing increased in intensity, his finger working from the top of his ass cheek rubbing and letting it slip deeper between his cheeks finding the prize. Using a circling motion with his finger Luca moaned and pushed his body forward closer to Liam's again. Acting like it was a signal Liam took the cue and slipped his finger inside Luca's hole, Luca tried to pull back caught by surprise and failed being held by Liam's free arm. He moaned in to Liam's mouth and rose on tip toes the deeper his finger probed massaging the inside of his hole gently but enough to stir Luca making his legs wobble. Liam pulled his finger out slowly then licked it seductively keeping his eyes fixed on Luca. Abruptly he was spun around and pushed on to the sofa his head hanging over the back, his underwear pulled down and Luca shrieked briefly feeling the coarse beard scratching at the sensitive lips of his hole. He raised his head moaning as the wet warmth of Liam's tongue ravaged his hole devouring it like a desert course. Liam slipped his trousers down teasing his cock out of his underwear, already slimy with toxic precum. His nine inches showing beautifully and the head glistening, he moved upwards leaning over Luca rubbing his cock against Luca's hole. He turned his head 'oh fuck' Luca said gulping and catching a glimpse of the monster, moaning loudly he bit the edge of the sofa feeling Liam pushing the head of his cock in with purpose. His hand holding Luca's shoulder to stop him moving forward. Liam began teasing Luca pulling the head out then pushing it back in until there was no more resistance and it opened up nicely. Letting go of Luca he slapped his ass harder spitting at the closing hole and lashing it furiously with his tongue. Luca emitted a noise halfway between a cry and moan. Both hands clamped down hard on to his shoulders and again he moaned feeling his hole distending to take the head of Liam's cock. He continued teasing Luca's hole every time he pushed back in it went a little deeper. Luca gripped on to the back of the sofa making soft moans and whimpers, weirdly he was enjoying the teasing in an almost hypnotic state. Liam had enough of his cock inside and began working the shaft through the tightness in a steady fluid motion, slipping deeper and deeper inside. Luca lost all inhibitions and breathed heavily through the feeling like his whole body was expanding to accommodate Liam's cock. He moaned louder and longer feeling the coarse pubes brushing against his hole, Liam came to a stop with the full length of his cock now inside Luca. Wrapping his free arm around Luca's waist holding him in place his hips slowly gyrated and moved with small strokes still keeping a tight hold on Luca. The movement was enough to give Luca the sensation whilst allowing him a few minutes grace to get use to his cock. The sheer thought of this cock inside him made Luca feel slutty, that feeling surfaced the more Luca was driven and turned on 'fuck me' he begged Liam, 'oh yes fuck me' he begged again. Liam smiled kissing the back of his neck and biting him gently then introducing slow longer and deeper strokes. Luca cried biting on the back of the sofa, the intense deep penetration felt like he was being stabbed on the inside and experiencing a whole new sexual sensation that ran through his body. Liam slowly picked up the pace with his strokes, drawing back more and more each time until he was feeding Luca the entire length deep in to his core and holding it there for maximum effect. Liam slammed in hard taking Luca by surprise whimpering he raised his head unable to form any words he simpered with every breath. Liam ground his cock deeper in to Luca who pushed his ass out wanting more of it, the rhythm slowly switching until Liam moved in to breeding mode unable to hold back from busting his nut. Luca continued moaning quietly with all nine inches deep inside he could sense every change in Liam and knew he was building up to his climax. He felt the arm loosen around his waist and suddenly is clamped on to his other shoulder, Liam leaned up and growled deep in his throat his grip on Luca preventing him moving away and keeping him perfectly positioned on his cock. The thumping sound grew louder and quicker with his balls hitting Luca's ass hard, he growled again feeling his balls nearing journeys end. His hands glided up and circled around Luca's neck, squeezing sharply he felt Luca's body tense in response and his ass clenched down on his cock. Luca opened his eyes his face going red he made no sound and quickly moved one hand to his cock managing one stroke before he shot his load over the sofa. Liam thrusted in hard again his ball sack tightening quickly and giving several more deep thrusts he moaned heaving a deep breath in relief releasing his toxic load deep in to Luca 'fuck yeah take my toxic seed' he growled out pumping harder and grinding in to Luca's body. Releasing Luca's neck he collapsed forward on Luca's back, securing his arms around him tightly keeping Luca impaled on his cock. The small tears in his anal lining quickly coating with toxic seed. His deep thrusting slowed into gentle massaging pushing his seed in deeper. Luca came down from his head rush panting heavily, his ass still full of Liam's cock was beginning to feel sore. Liam clearly knew how to fuck and Luca wanted him to stay inside all night, he knew he couldn't take another round of that. His body slowly relaxing from the most intense orgasm and sexual experience he ever had. Strangely the way Liam grabbed his neck tightly had brought him into orgasm so quickly. Breathing an almost sigh of relief feeling Liam extracted his cock slowly, gradually he could feel his ass readjusting and closing from the vacant space left as the cock finally exited. Liam kneeled down and started licking Luca's hole again, he pushed back enjoying the tender feeling of his tongue. There was only the faintest taste of semen and Liam inspected Luca's hole, he had ploughed the field and planted his seed deep. Standing up he pulled his underwear and trousers up then tucked his shirt him making him look respectable again. It was done so quietly that by the time Luca turned on to his back to sit on the sofa the suite door was closing and Liam was gone. Luca picked his clothes up and went upstairs, his cock was hard again with thoughts running through his head of when Liam grabbed his neck. He could only remember Liam growling the words 'fuck yeah take' before he closed off reaching his own orgasm. Collapsing on the bed and smiling he was enjoying this trip more than he thought he would. He did question weather it was he that was out to bed all four of the Americans, or was it the other way since it was strangely so easy. Oliver came into his thoughts and would he know he had slept with his three friends. There was something he liked about Oliver, deciding tomorrow he would try and spend some more time with him. Leaning over he turned off the light and fell in to a very fulfilled and satisfied deep sleep.

Chapter 3: First Blowjob As I laid on the bed Daddy crawled up over me very slowly. As he slowly inched his way over my body I kissed every part of his body that I could. When his cock got near my lips I was more than willing to have Daddy slide his cock into my mouth. But that was to be later. Daddy just had me kiss every beautiful inch of his cock. His cock seemed to go on forever which I absolutely loved. As I finished kissing his cock Daddy brought his balls up to my mouth. First he had me kiss them which I lovingly did. His balls were even huge. I definitely got lucky with a hung Daddy. Neck he had me suck on each of his balls. I had a hard time getting one in my mouth because they were so huge but with enough saliva I slipped them in my mouth. Daddy complimented me saying I was doing such a wonderful job. When he was satisfied with me sucking and worshipping his balls he worked his way back down with his cock dragging across my face. I again kissed every inch of his cock as he did this. Once Daddy had the head of his cock at my mouth I opened wide. Daddy slid just the head in at first and I was rewarded instantly with all the precum Daddy was leaking. I sucked on the head of Daddy's cock like I was sucking a lollipop. Once Daddy was satisfied with that he slid his cock down my throat slowly. I soon realized I didn't have a gag reflex so Daddy's cock just kept inching its way down my throat. Once Daddy's cock was buried in my throat he quickly turned around causing his cock to twist in my throat. That was a most wonderful sensation. It tickled my throat and I couldn't laugh because my throat was stuffed with Daddy's cock. Once Daddy stopped moving he withdrew his cock to allow me a breath of air. Once I caught my breath he again put his cock back in my mouth and slowly started fucking my mouth. I quickly learned how to breathe through my nose while I received the mouth fucking of a lifetime. I think Daddy got caught up in the fact that I could deep throat him so easily. Before I realized it Daddy had picked up the pace and was giving my mouth a good fucking. Honestly I was loving being used like this. I instinctively grabbed Daddy's ass cheeks and was slamming his cock down my throat. Daddy was really getting into now because he was yelling out " Take my cock you fucking faggot." For some reason I loved Daddy calling me that. After what seemed like a short time( 45 minutes to be exact) Daddy said he was about to cum. A few seconds later boy did he cum. Daddy' buried his cock down my throat and erupted what felt like directly into my stomach. Daddy seemed to cum forever and I just wanted to lay there and let him. Once Daddy finished cumming he quickly withdrew his cock from my mouth and turned around and started apologizing for the name calling. I initiated the kiss and kissed him very passionately telling him it was okay and quite honestly I loved it. He told me that no doubt I was born to be a gay bottom. He told me he did go a little bit crazy with the face fucking because he was so turned on by my ability to deep throat him. I told him I loved being used like that. I told him I got caught up myself because I felt so alive. We again kissed and when Daddy broke the kiss he asked if I was ready to have my cherry popped. I told Daddy absolutely and he had me get on my stomach. He said that it would take him a little bit to recover from his orgasm before he was hard again. I was okay with that. I was savoring every moment of my birthday and everything that was happening. Daddy got up for a brief moment to grab the lube to start preparing me for his cock. And I assure you I was prepared thoroughly.

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 set the rules around here and I am not a snowflake, nor am I even part of the snowflake generation. As I just explained (we were both writing our responses at the same time), the filters exist to discourage illegal discussions and to keep the site true to its original mission. They aren't there because people are "triggered" by things. There's a lot that's allowed on this site that's not "PC". And yes, some of it triggers some people. I really don't give a shit if you're triggered by something. We get a fair number of reports for things like racial slurs that we do nothing about because the context was consensual race play or fantasy/fiction. However, if someone, in anger, said the same thing to another user, that would be censored, not because of the words, but because of the anger. Being polite to other members is really important. Words, not so much.

Ch.3 It all gets blurry after this. I was already in the middle of a fuck high and still trying to process everything that had just happened. Now, however, I was in the middle of a cluster of men. All had just watched me bred and judging from the stiffness of the cocks on display they all wanted to join in adding to the cum cocktail now inside me. I felt several pairs of hands on my skin. Stroking me, poking and pinching me. Groping and exploring my body as I remained on my hands and knees like a prize bitch before judges. My nipples were being pulled and my cock was squeezed and stroked as I panted at the overwhelming attention. I felt multiple fingers probing my arsehole. Several at once stretching me even more than the thick cocks of the last two to fuck me. I was moaning and gasping continuously as the sensations all played against each other and left me almost delirious with lust. Pretty soon there was a hard cock right in front of my face and without thinking I opened my mouth and began sucking the tip. Other cocks appeared and were wanked next to my face as I continued sucking the first cock offered. The first guy pulled away by some unspoken signal and was replaced by another cock and I just kept sucking and licking. One would stay in my mouth for a few moments, maybe a minute or so, then they would step aside for another to press between my lips. Behind me it was largely similar. While I was busying myself giving blowjobs to any cock I could reach my arse was receiving a lot of attention. I had been spanked and fingered constantly since being surrounded but eventually someone took the initiative and mounted me. I’ll never know who they were but they fucked me hard and fast for a few minutes before grunting and depositing their own sticky load deep inside me. This was met with a small cheer and as he pulled out of my freshly fucked hole someone quickly replaced him and I was rocked on yet another anonymous cock. Several guys just jerked off over the fuck scene adding to the multiple spunk loads already soaking me. My arse was a sloppy, well fucked mess, I can only imagine it was pretty well gaped and puffy from how it felt to me. My face was dripping from loads as guys had pulled from my mouth to glaze me with cum like a victory mark. I honestly don’t know how long I was in that position or how many men took turns on me. All I know is that throughout the entire event my cock was leaking and tingling just on the edge of orgasm without release and this kept me begging for more. More cock. More cum. Any cock. Any cum. Eventually the numbers thinned as guys were spent or realised how long they had been there. I was left pretty much at the point of collapse, face down arse up, across the bench. There were I think five or six guys still there. All older but still sporting very hard cocks. They weren’t fucking me though. They were just stroking me and slowly bringing me back to my senses from the non-stop gang fuck I had endured. “Damn boy! That was fucking hot to watch.” “Yeah, you are one of the dirtiest cunts I’ve seen in here for a long time!” I smiled and lay on my back staring at the ceiling just revelling in the sensation still running through me. The constant prostate stimulation was keeping my own cock aching and throbbing but for some reason I just didn’t want to touch it. As I start to relax I feel someone step between my thighs and grab my ankles. I assumed he was one of the group who had stayed with me. He grinned down at me and dropped his towel to reveal a sizeable cock with a thick P.A piercing as I groaned at the thought of this working into me I noticed the scorpion tattoo on his hip the tail pointing aggressively towards the base of his shaft. My eyes go wide at the obvious implication, sure I’ve just been bred multiple times, but on the come down I was regaining a semblance of sense and I tense up a little. He chuckles pushes my legs wide and guides that thick poisonous dick to my sloppy open fuck hole. There is almost no resistance and he slides in my cum slick channel easily. “Nice wet cunt.” He leers down at me as his hips begin to rock. Damn he is deep in me and that PA is pressing on me in ways I’ve never felt. The other guys are just watching and jacking their cocks along with the pumping motion of this large toxic cock as it prepares my hole for another shot of venom. I am rolling my head back as he begins to increase his pace. My hands are clawing at the surface of the bench and my hips are bouncing onto him as he sets the pace. My body knows what it needs and it is reacting without my conscious action. “How many loads you got in you son?” I can barely garble a reply of “Dunno” “Good boy! Why count them? There’s never enough for a slut like you anyway.” I know it’s the truth. Even so I can feel myself blush. Naked, cum filled, cum covered. Just been fucked multiple times in front of lots of guys. But somehow its this that causes me to blush. He chuckles again and increases the pace. Fucking me harder, my hole is making obscene noises as he mixes all of the cum already in me up. I am back to panting and moaning when he throws his head back and grunts. His cock throbs inside my arse and I know he is delivering his dangerous cumload as deeply as he can. He slides himself from my very well used cunt and pats my shoulder. “You’re definitely in the club now boy. But I think my friends still want to make sure.” He gestures to the other men remaining and they help me stand and, in confusion, I allow them to lead me across the room on shaky legs where they push me back onto the sling and strap my ankles to the chains.

Pozzing my younger brothers

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 working for one of those urban life magazines when my editor gave me an assignment that changed my life in so many ways. He wanted an article on the "new phenomenon" of bug chasing. Specifically, he wanted to tell our shrinking number of readers what would cause people do actively seek HIV infection. Even I knew that this was nothing new and had been going on for years. I could have asked why he didn't choose one of the gay guys on staff to write it, but I also knew the magazine was in financial trouble. Saving my job was a priority. So, I took the assignment without protest. My girlfriend was out of town on an extended work assignment eliminating the need to explain what I was going to be doing. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan. I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I hadn't read online. Plus I was wading through an incredible amount of bullshit from guys who only wanted to talk about being pozed and were no action. I had hoped to find someone who had gone through or was going through this experience who would tell me why and shed some insight on their hopes and fears. My plan was to feature one or two guys and tell their stories. However, I just couldn't find that connection. Then one night, I was sitting at the bar when this guy walked in. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. Frankly, he looked like a Greek God. To my surprise, he sat down next to me. I considered myself straight, but that kind of went out the window. Introducing ourselves, I learned his name was Eric. Desperate for a story to write, I blurted out my mission. Eric listened attentively and then told me he was not a chaser, but rather the opposite: he was an HIV positive top. He continued, telling me a lot of things including erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding, and not out of discomfort, but rather out of a desire to be share his experiences in some (perhaps) surreptitious manner. I did not want to see myself having sex with him, but, on the other hand, I had no doubt he was, in some degree, coming on to me. His HIV status, of course, gave me additional pause, but I knew the virus could not be transmitted through voyeurism. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue (perhaps enhanced by the alcohol we were downing) and he intimated he was could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his "massive viral load". As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they "helped prime a bottom's plumbing", which meant nothing to me at the time. He told me he was "pozzing" a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was tumescent at the thought of seeing watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. Some chances only come once in a lifetime, or so I temporized. It probably didn't hurt Eric's hand chanced brushed my crotch, and that when he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool, and Eric's crotch chanced to press against my thigh. In retrospect I think he might have been semi-erect - or was it wishful thinking on my part? In short, I accepted his offer and jotted down his address. The next day, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing is doorbell. Eric answered the door buck fucking naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a loosing battle. He was built like the proverbial shit house: a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick, uncut cock that never hung quite down, as did cocks in my (admittedly limited) experience, but it sort-of arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he bade me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the 'fuck-fest', to use his words. He disappeared back into another room. I sat down in front of a TV showing an all male porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had very physical sex. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. My dick did not return to its normal, flaccid state. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10, thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric's dick. What had I gotten myself into? Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally he said that it looked like his friend wasn't going to show. He told me that he was really horny (no kidding). He asked me, no, he told me to suck his cock. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there. I don't remember undressing, but I ended up naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock, balls and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: not only did his cock not loose any rigidity, but drops of pre-cum were sporadically oozing out of his cock head. His pre-cum was fascinating: slick, salty and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could literally feel myself being opened up. I knew what he intended, and so said 'no' to each of his several entreaties "hey, man, I've gotta slip my cock in your hole," but persistence and lust won out over logic, and, when he assured me he'd pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. To be sure, however, I told him there was no way i was going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on all 4s. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first - pain the likes of which I had (not surprisingly), never before experienced. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened-up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: was I going to piss myself or was I going to blow a load? I honestly didn't know, (and in some measure, didn't care), but I did know I now understood why so many guys loved anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an orgasm, but I heard (or didn't want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting-up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him "no mas" at the first sign he was going to cum in me. While all this was happening my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything I was experiencing, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time, perhaps twenty minutes or so, he said he had some things to tell me. He told me that he could stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. He said he could cum and not make a sound. Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. He told me he had already cum in me twice. Then he said "here cums the third load." Before I could react, Eric's right hand moved to my shoulder and pushed me face down into the mattress. His left arm tightened around my hips. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock seem to vibrate and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard cock plugging my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me that my "friends at the bar" had hired him to do it. They told him that I wanted it. They said I'd make up some story about why I hung out in the bar, but that he should ignore it. I was surprised he would do this for money. He told me he was paid quite well. He called himself a 'poztitute'. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I needed time to get my head around all that had happened. I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. When I finally came out of the bathroom, the apartment was dark, and he was snoring. I thought about it for a bit, and finally slipped into bed with him. He later fucked me two more times, cumming multiple times. Early that morning I dressed and went home. When my girlfriend got back to town, I broke up with her. I told her I met someone else. I hated hurting her, but I just couldn't take the chance of infecting her. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I wrote the article about my experience as though I had interviewed someone else. It was the best thing I ever wrote, but the magazine went out of business before it was published. I work for a public relations firm now. I haven't had sex since all this happened, but I think I'm ready to get out there. There are some big-talking, no-action guys at a certain bar for whom I have certain gifts. Paybacks are a bitch.

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)

My name is Alan and this is a story of how I became the pig bottom I was meant to be. The beginning of the story is just some back ground information for you. When I was 18 years old, my cousin Amy and her husband moved in to the house down the street from us. From the time I had met him I had always wanted him to use me. He was 6’2” 230 pounds, very hairy and very muscular, athletic and always working out. His name was Michael but because of his strength his nickname was Bull. Later I found another reason to call him that. As I had the slim build of a swimmer, was somewhat shorter at 5’9”, and as he was seven years older than I, we were very much in contrast to each other. I was always the quiet one in the family and shy. I knew I was gay and like most 18 year olds, I was always horny, but I couldn’t act on my impulses and hid that I was gay from my family. The fantasies I had every time I jerked off were always of him or of a man like him using me as a fuck toy little did I know I would get my wish and then some. Because Bull's wife, my true cousin, was family, we would always be at each other’s houses for dinner, family parties and so forth. That June after I graduated from high school we all went to our family reunion together and I had to sit next to HIM. I was wedged in the front seat between my father and Bull and the heat that radiated off of him was amazing. As Bull and my father talked I would steal glances of him including the bulge in his pants. As he shifted in his seat to get more comfortable I swear he rubbed against me on purpose but then again we were crammed in the front seat. When we got to the reunion I helped everyone unload the car and then I went off exploring to see what other family members were doing. I hung around some of my other cousins who were of my age, we went down to the creek to drink beer we took from our family coolers and to smoke some weed. About two hours later I had to pee real bad and went to use the bathroom. When I walked into the bathroom Bull was in there changing, he was getting ready to go jet skiing on the creek. His shirt was off and he said Hi as I walked in. I said Hi in reply, and walked over to the urinals to pee. I kept watching him out of the corner of my eye and tried to pee but couldn’t, my dick was hard just seeing him without his shirt on. I flushed and zipped up hoping he wouldn’t notice the tenting in my shorts. As I tried to get out of there ASAP I realized he was talking to me and I asked him what he said. He laughed and said I must have my mind on other things. He repeated to ask me if I liked to go jet skiing with him or did I have other plans. I stammered that I had other plans and left the bathroom. The rest of the day all I could think of was him and that body. I jerked off three times that night. After the family reunion I didn’t see him again until August. My mom asked if I could go over to their house and mow the lawn since they were away on vacation. I said sure and headed over. I started mowing the front lawn and then moved to the back. With my ear buds in and the music turned up loud I did not hear Bull walk up behind me in the yard. He tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped. He said he was sorry and that he did not mean to startle me. I told him I had my music turned up and hadn't seen him. I told him I didn’t think anyone was around and that he and Amy were on vacation. He told me that Amy decided to go visit friends since he could not get off from work. He asked if I wanted a drink of water and I told him that would be great. We walked into the house and he got me a bottle of water from the fridge. He handed it to me and I didn’t even notice that it had no cap on it. I drank it down in two gulps. We walked into the great room and sat down. He sat right next to me even though there was plenty of room on the couch. I couldn’t help but stare at his body, I wanted to lick his pits and suck on his nipples. I started to feel funny and felt like I was going into a daze. Bull started talking to me and asked me why I left the bathroom so early at the reunion. I asked what he ment and he told me he knew I was checking him out and he thought that I would let him fuck me or at least suck his cock. "Wow that is blunt" I said, and he replied he knew I was a fag and that I was always checking him out, and asked if I had ever been with a guy. My reply was "No." "Good," he said, "I like breaking in virgin hole and wrecking it." With that he stood and dropped his shorts, his cock was massive: it was about ten inches long, uncut, and thick as a beer can. Grinning, he snapped his fingers and asked me if I liked what I saw. All I could do was nod. He was alternating between rubbing his hand up and down his body and pulling on his left nipple, remarking in the process "You look like you are a great cock sucker." I don’t know what it was but I knew I needed to be used by him. He asked if I would like another bottle of water or something stronger and I asked for something stronger. He fixed me a rum and coke that was almost all rum and very strong. I drank it down and put the glass down. He put his hand on my head and guided me toward his cock. At first I could only get the cock head into my mouth but as he encouraged me and pushed my head on to him I gaged at first getting spit all over his cock, I then realized I had him partially down my throat. He was telling me what a good boi I was and that he knew I could do this. It was then I felt his hand work into the back of my shorts and his finger found my hole. With no lube he pushed his finger into my hole and it hurt slightly. I told him that it hurt and burned and he said good your ass will get used to it in time. He then used his other hand to push my mouth back on his cock. He told me that I was a slut and that he would teach me how to take all cocks, no questions asked and he will make me into the pig I was ment to be. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to undress. I was very drunk at this point and realized that he must of spiked my drink because I was also very hot and very horny. I quickly stripped down and he told me to turn around and he started licking my ass. I never felt this before and I was in heaven. I felt my hole loosening up ever so slightly. He told me I was ready and had me lay on the sofa my legs spread out and my hole was exposed. The next thing I know his cock head was at my hole and he was trying to push it in. It hurt and I asked him to stop, but he just laughed and said "A pig bottom learns to take the pain and with my fuckin' cock I am sure to tear you a bit." He thrust into me a little more and I screamed in pain. I did not know what lube was at that time but I know he didn’t use anything other than spit and his precum. After what seemed like an eternity he started moving his cock in and out of my hole. The pain was starting to go away and I started to enjoy his pulling out and pushing back in, and he remarked "I've never seen a bottom open up so fast - you must be a natural born fuck." Then he started to grunt I realized that he was cumming in my hole and that he was not wearing a condom. I asked him if he should be wearing a condom and he replied "Fuck no. A pig boy should always take the seed of any man." He then pulled out, remarking "A pig also knows that he should clean any cock that uses his hole" so I took his cock into my mouth. It was then that I tasted my blood on his cock. To this day I love when a top fills me with his seed. This is my first attempt at writing my story. It is a mix of truth and fiction. The story does start off slow but I have much more to tell if you want

So, if I was infected Thursday, when would I first be infectious to someone else? Am I safe until I hit the acute stage, or am I infectious as soon as I become infected?

As long as you take PrEP consistently, you'll be fine. The only cases I've heard about guys on PrEP getting infected are those who are highly inconsistent on taking them.

It depends on the circumstances. I enjoy the pain but it's always balanced out with the situation of session. I once hooked up with a guy who into dishing out the pain for his own pleasure, irregardless of feelings of the bottom. I soon realized it that he didn't care if I was enjoying it or not. I stopped it... dressed and left as he told me to call him when I was ready to take all. Needless to say, I never saw him again.

The hot part is the 2 tops feelings their cocks rubbing against each other, and their ballsacks slapping against each other.

Finally got my 18 yo neighbor came over again. Tho I have talked to him since our encounter over a week ago, today was first time since then, getting with him sexually. Kept him in my bed for 2+ hours. Got him to kiss this time, plus took 2 loads from him in my mouth (kissed him before i swallowed his 2nd load and shared it with him. ) Fucked him raw again . Still cant believe I finally got him. And lol just waved good morning to his dad earlier in the day when i was bringing in the garbage can. He would prob kill me if he knew.

I've always found different body types attractive bodybuilder to very chub, it's more about the attitude and the hole. Chubby guys are very sexy. Just despise being called a chaser or chubby chaser. I'm into people more than just their look.

I was 21, at an adult book store. I had been a few times and just had oral thru the glory holes, but this time I was invited into the adjoining booth, my a guy in his late 20s. He was very good looking with a tight body, short blond hair, and deep blue eyes. He’s is sitting on the chair with his legs spread; wearing only flip flops. Out eyes meet, he takes out a little brown bottle takes a sniff from it; and hands it to me. I had no idea what it was, but I just follow his lead. Immediately my head starts spinning, I get taken over by a hunger for cock. I drop to my knees and start to service him. After having his cock down my throat for awhile he has me stand up. He remains sitting and undoes my pants; they fall to the ground with a thud. He gives me some more poppers and engulfs my cock with his mouth. Giving me a small blow jus as he can tell the amyl is taking hold. He stands up, turns me around and slides into my hole with no resistance. Pumps his cum into me. With my head still spinning from the poppers I quickly pull up my pants and stumble out the door.

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."

On the Friday before the trip, Ken called him into the office and explained a few things about the trip. Stuff he would need, that he was the only new guy on the trip this year and that he would be sharing a tent with the guy that was new the year before. His tent mate was a year or two younger than him, the son of Ken's good friend and since he had been the trip's new guy the year before he would show him the ropes. It got weird when Ken told him to close his eyes and open his mouth before feeling something rub over his gums. After Ken told him to open his eyes, Ken gave him a yellow waterproof bag and said "All your shit needs to fit in here. You won't need much, anyway. We'll see you early Monday morning." Colin slept in the truck the whole way up and had no idea where he was when the truck stopped and everyone started unloading. He was half asleep when they put into the river and was still groggy when they beached the canoes only an hour later. His canoe and tent partner, Andy, dragged him out of the canoe and pushed him next to Ken as the rest of the guys circled around. He was kind of surprised since Andy had seemed really easy going before, but now had gotten a little aggressive. Colin looked around at the guys and they all looked like wolves ready to attack a doe. They stared at him and a few were rubbing their crotches. Ken was talking and he really wasn't sure what was said since he was distracted by the scary looks he was getting. He heard bits like "Newbie... no fucking... gets fucked... only inside" but they didn't register until Andy grabbed him and pushed him to his knees. "Suck, Newbie" Andy commanded, pulling out a semi-hard cock. "You heard him. He's your master for the day. You do what he tells you to or there's hell to pay tonight" Ken growled. Colin looked around and saw everyone staring at him. He hesitated and Andy yelled out "Now!" Colin opened his mouth and took the tip of Andy's cock in and slowly started to bob. He never got more than an inch or two in and after a few minutes Andy got impatient. He grabbed Colin's head and started to thrust in. Colin gagged and squirmed, but Andy held tight. He kept pumping his cock into Colin's mouth and while it wasn't a good blowjob, Andy got excited making Colin do something he was loathe to do. A few minutes later, Andy realized he wasn't going to cum like this. "Do I jerk my self close and then cum in his mouth, or save it for the next stop and dump it up his ass" Andy thought. It only took seconds, but he made his mind up and pulled his cock out of Colin's mouth. He grabbed a fistful of Colin's hair with one hand and jerked himself with the other. He stroked faster and then yelled out "Open your mouth, motherfucker!" The moment Colin opened wide enough, Andy started to shove in. The first rope caught Colin's lip and the rest of them coated his mouth and tongue. The guys standing around cheered out as Colin stood there frozen, unsure what he should do. The feeling of another guy's cum in his mouth repulsed him but he was afraid of what would happen if he spit it out. Reluctantly he swallowed several times, filling his stomach with Andy's cum. Andy pulled his dick out of Colin's mouth and slapped it across his cheek. "You need practice. By the end of the trip you should be much better" Andy said as he let go of Colin's hair and pulled up his trunks. The group got back in their canoes and Colin paddled along, following the other canoes. The blowjob that he just gave kept running through his mind. "How the fuck did I let that happen?" Colin wondered. He tried to think about almost anything else, but visions of Andy's sweaty cock between his lips and then the cum squirting on his face and in his mouth kept haunting him. An hour later downriver, Andy yelled to Colin "Beach on that sandbar." Once the canoe was secured, Andy told Colin "You're my bitch today. Drop your shorts and kneel next to the canoe." Colin protested and Andy replied "Do you really want to find out what hell Ken has cooked up for you if you don't follow my orders?" Colin was now regretting taking Ken up on his offer and hoped that if he survived a day of Andy's abuse, he could get his chance at fucking Andy as payback and some of the guys that had laughed at him too.

I took a stab at Colin's backstory. drscorpio - feel free to split this into it's own thread if you think it's better that way ---------- Colin sulked in the back row of the van during the ride back. Chris was with Eric in the row in front of him and the two were fooling around with each other the whole drive back. He felt uncomfortable with the cage still on his cock and watching Chris fuck Eric just made it worse. Colin wondered how long Ken was going to make him wear the damn thing and if he could hide it from his girlfriend. The van hit a large pothole and it caused Chris to slam into Eric's ass and unleash a big load of neg cum inside. Colin felt it too and he groaned out as the cage pinched his cock again. He laid back on the seat and closed his eyes trying to figure out how he got here... It had been like any other day at work a little more than a year before. Ken had been busting his balls to work faster loading the semi trailers. He finally had his lunch break and was eating the sandwich his girlfriend had made him that morning. One of his co-workers, Warren, walked up and said "Ya know whats on the other side of that wall at the book store, right?" Colin sighed and said "Some soft lips and a talented tongue unlike the cold bitch I got at home that don't suck cock." He had noticed Ken nearby and hoped his comments didn't piss his boss off any more than he usually was. Warren laughed quietly and replied "Bet that ain't the only thing you like there. Those fag's pussies feel fuckin' great, don't they." Colin blushed and knew Warren was right but just mumbled "Leave me alone." At the end of the day, Ken walked up to Colin and put his arm around him and walked him to the office. Closing the door, Ken said "So, you been goin' out to the dirty book store?" "Uh... Yeah, I been there a few times. My girlfriend hasn't been givi'n me anything for the past few months and I got needs" Colin said nervously. "Mmmhmm. Ya know its mostly gay guys on the other side suckin', right?" Ken said with an evil grin. "Yeah, I know. But I can't see em and some really know how to give head" Colin replied. Ken waited a moment and then asked "You ever have any of em back their asses up to the wall and let you fuck em?" Colin's face went pale and he wasn't sure he wanted to have this conversation with his boss. He looked down at his feet and mumbled "A few times." Ken smiled and knew he had his next victim. "So, ya like to camp and canoe down a river?" he said swiftly changing he subject. Colin had a perplexed look on his face and finally responded "Yeah, I like camping. My old girlfriend loved to have sex outdoors, but not the one I have now. I've only been in a canoe once or twice, though. Why?" "Well, we need another person for our annual canoe trip in a few weeks. It's all guys and if you don't mind a little ass fuckin, drinkin n camping I think you might have a good time. It's Monday through Thursday and we cover your pay that week. We just gotta keep this quiet between us or everyone might want to go. You in?" Ken asked. Colin was really confused. His boss, who had been a hard assed slave driver the three years he had worked there was suddenly talking to him like a friend. Even inviting him on a camping trip and getting a paid vacation. "I could ignore the gay sex stuff... or maybe join if I was horny and needed to fuck" Colin thought as his mind raced and after a minute he turned to Ken and said "Sounds like fun, sure."

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

Belly buttons are sexy as hell. That moment when a buddy exposes it by lifting up his shirt does it for me every time.

Lansing—January, 2020 Finally the day came to meet with the Fluid Pig. We had agreed to meet in the half bookstore/half bathhouse venue. I went a little early. I wanted to see if I could collect any other loads, to put up his super hungry hole. The place is now even larger. There are areas, usually with couches, for watching straight, gay and trans videos. There are now two slings, a new room of open booths for sucking and a new bondage table. There are still gloryholed booths with doors, a cage and all sorts of dark corners to play in… The parking lot is jammed. The cashier tells me “It’s happy hour for your cock.” I’ve hit a two hour special discount afternoon. I am happy to pocket the extra money. I stow my coat in a locker. I make the circuit. Lots of men. All ages and types. Maybe so many men no one is settling down to play. I stay in the small room that used to show bisexual videos. Today it’s three men on a girl. I sit in the chair I usually use and unbutton. There is a new padded platform next to me. Next to the screen is the door to the new, slightly darker room with open cubicles for sucking. I stroke. A man sucks my cock…but not for long. He is sure something better/bigger/younger/uncut must be here and hurries back into the milling crowd. I stroke. I watch a daddy go into the dark area. He stays. Soon another goes in. I follow. We stand and look each other up and down—all three of us leaning against a different wall. Fuck it. I kneel. Hard cocks are out and take turns in my mouth. The one I’m not sucking, slaps the back of my neck. Once we try for both dicks at once. I choke. They love it. One man is close, the other not so much. I take the load. They both zip up and thank me. I take a new condom out of the foil and spit the load into it. It’s not huge, but nice and viscous. I play orally a little more—both sucking and getting sucked. I turn down one offer to fuck, as I want to save that for the Fluid Pig. He arrives soon enough, a little later than he thought—but with a load in his ass. We walk around—the Fluid Pig is impressed with the play space. He sucks me in a very public area. Men stop the milling and watch—but no one joins us. Finally I can’t stand it. I need to taste his ass. And fuck it. We use the sling in the corner, the one that has a low wall in front of it that men can come around and join us—or watch from the other side. He strips down and hops in. I lick his hole. The kid that fucked him blew it fast he tells me—and not that deep. My tongue finds it easily. I slurp some, loudly, out of his ass. I spit it back on his slightly open hole, my hands pulling his cheeks apart. I stand up and fuck it back into him. “I have more.” I tell him about the two daddies I sucked on—and the one who gave me the load. Balding, a little pudgy, but a nice cock. I pull out the condom and drool the contents onto my cock. I fuck it into him. “Turn in inside out and stick it in me. That’s way to use rubbers on me.” I do just that. I finger fuck him, my finger inside the latex, rubbing any jizz off the condom and into his ass. I toss it into the wastebasket and slide my dick into him. His hole is incredibly wet and juicy. I fuck him. Noisily. Two men are drawn in by the sound and watch us from over the wall. I pull out of his ass and bring my cum covered cock to his mouth. “Clean me up.” I tell him. “I have more.” It is cold enough outside that I have the 4 frozen loads from last week in the trunk of my car. I go get them. Once I’m back in, I show him the bulging condom. PIC I peel away the latex and press the frozen nugget of cum to his now slightly puffy ass lips. He gasps at the cold, but his ass hungrily accepts it. I poke it up his chute with my finger—and then with my hard cock. I love the feeling of the cold against the tip of my dick. His ass is so hot the cum is already melting and covering both of us. I tell him about the Blond, the hot hat guy and the big dick. “The first was this micro dicked guy—somebody you would never let fuck you—but you have his load anyway.” This makes the Fluid Pig erect. He strokes himself vigorously. A mid-40’s guy comes around the low wall. He works the Fluid Pig’s nipples as I fuck. He pulls out his cock and strokes himself as he rubs and tweaks. I pull out and kneel. I felch the melting loads oozing out of the Fluid Pig’s gape. The guy sticks his dick near me. I move from felching to sucking his cock. He stands stock still as I suck. Silently, the guy gives me a load. I clean him up and reverse felch it into the Fluid Pig. I stand up and churn the loads in him as the guy leaves. A bud I call the Tall One on here comes in. He’s read my BBRT quick connect about what I was doing today. “You wanna fuck him?” He does. All 6’4” of him. I have the Fluid Pig clean my cock as I squeeze his nipples. The Tall One fucks with great concentration. I spell him after a bit. He is cleaned by the Fluid Pig, too. He goes back up him when I pull out. This time he loads him. Silently. Without a word. But I can tell. I can really tell after he leaves and I kneel to felch again. I clean up any cum that is escaping, and fuck the rest deeper. We take a break. See what we can find on our own. The Fluid Pig finds a couple and takes them into one of the booths with a door. I let a cute college kid suck my dick, but don’t do much else. The crowd in thinning. When the happy Fluid Pig emerges, he tells me he had one in his mouth and one in ass. We go back to the sling. We both agree we should wind this up. Back we go to the sling. I taste the fresh load in his butt. My cock begins to drip. I am so ready. I push into his cummy ass. It feels amazing with all the loads being churned deep in his guts. I fuck long strokes. Strokes that make my hips slap his butt. Hard. I take a hit of poppers. That’s it. I explode. My load spits out and mingles with all the other DNA deep inside the Fluid Pig… This is the whole post. If you want to see pictures of the Fluid Pig's hot ass, follow the link: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2020/03/loading-fluid-pig.html

I love you twinks so smoother the better. Love a shaved twink.

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Ch.9 Kneeling in the hot soothing water I could have stayed there sucking his cock for ever. Well a long time anyway. He had other ideas. Clearly he had been enjoying the starter but was hungry for much more. He pulls my head back and kisses me again freeing his cock from between my lips. His hands slide down from my head to my shoulders and he pushes me backwards until I am standing in the centre of the pool. He turns me and pushes me down until I am bent in front of him, my hands on the side of the pool gripping the edge in anticipation of what is to come. “From what I heard you’re a cum hungry slut so I want you to know two things before I start.” I think I tried to stand at this but I felt his hand on my shoulder pushing me down with surprising strength. “One. I’m not going to go easy on you. But I promise you’ll want more by the time I’m done with you.” As he says this his fingers are already teasing and probing my hole and I am softly thrusting my hips at his touch. “Two. I already know you take all loads so mine will be nothing new to you. Ready for my poz dick boy?” He wasn’t asking so much as telling me his status. Before he has finished talking his cock head is already pressed hard against my arsehole and I can feel myself opening. Fuck he is big though. Especially with no warm up. I am panting and desperately trying to push down, to relax my hole. I want to be fucked but I don’t want to be ripped apart. He keeps pressing forwards. My hole springs around the head of his fat dick and I groan at the full sensation. He keeps up the pressure and more of that cock is pushed into me forcing my channel to widen. “Fuck! Its too much! I can’t. I can’t!” I am sobbing as he presses even more into me. At the moment its just pain. Deep internal and inescapable. I know I’ve been used and pounded before but that was after serious warming up. This is my warm up. His huge dick making its own path inside me. My fingers are pressed hard into the side of the hot tub. And for a few minutes the only sounds are the bubbling of the water and my pained gasps as inch by inch this man makes me take his whole length. With my eyes screwed shut every sensation seems amplified and the throbbing from my anal walls is everything I can concentrate on. So when I feel his breath on my neck And his hips pressing me from behind I am in no doubt that he is all the way inside me. “There you go. Now we can have some fun.” The feeling as he pulls backwards out of my stretched arse is so hard to describe adequately. My hole is gripping him as he withdraws and I am pushing down trying to open up to make his passage easier. I know I am moaning and sweating with the effort but at no point do I even try to move away. As I feel the ridge of his cock head pulling at my ring he suddenly shoves forward and starts filling me again. I groan as he shoves at least half his length into me. To stop myself being thrown forward into the side of the tub I have to push back, back against him, all the way back onto his mammoth cock. “Yeah that’s the way boy! Make yourself take it all.” Like I have a choice now! Like I was ever going to refuse. Even through the pain that is still radiating from my spread fuckhole I can feel the pulsing pleasure that is beginning to reveal itself every time his thick tool rubs across my prostate. With every thrust from him I am pushing back and shove after shove his movements become easier, faster. Beneath me I can feel my cock growing harder as I squeeze and push my anal walls around the invading dick. Before long he is fucking me, hard deep fucking that I am taking and welcoming. The water splashes around us with each pounding of my hole and we are both grunting with the heat and exertion. “I knew you’d love it boy!” “So fucking big, so fucking big!” My response is all I can manage, rational thought is being fucked out of me again and I am reduced to a hole for men to enjoy. My cock is bouncing and pulsing in the water as my arsehole is turned into another man’s cumdump. The pain from my initial opening is all but gone and even that has become part of the pleasure. Knowing my cunt is so full, so stretched and bringing pleasure to this amazing cock has my eyes rolling. He speeds up and his hands are kneading my cheeks harder and I can tell he’s going to unload everything into me. “Do it!” I yell as I push myself onto him meeting his thrusts. “You want it don’t you boy?” “Fuck yes! Fill me up! KNOCK ME UP’” He jams into me all the way, then a slight withdraw, before short jabbing pumps push his spasming cock to coat my insides with his thick infected spunk. For my part I keep clenching my hole and pushing onto him to milk every drop from his heavy balls. His hands are rubbing up and down my back as we both hold there panting in the after fuck glow. As he recollects himself he pulls out of me and I nearly collapse. I manage to sit at the edge of the pool feeling almost weightless as the water flows around me. I don’t even realise he has climbed out of the pool before he says from the doorway, “I’ll look for you later, I think you’ll be wanting some more of this before you’re done for the night.” I smile stupidly as he gestures to his soft, but still sizeable cock. I am still trembling from his fucking. There’s just no way I can say no.

I was raped at 12. Probably around 14 that i realized that being used was only thing that would get me off. Put anything in my hole that I could from then on

I cannot find any good information on this. I suspect it is because there are few cases where doctors have good information about the actual time of infection, so most studies are done based on the time of seroconversion. My best guess is that it would depend on the genome of the infecting virus and on the immune system of the person being infected, and that it is likely around the time of initial symptoms (2-6 weeks after infection) but could be before or after that. But that is definitely an educated guess. If you care, get a viral load test - there are reasonably good data about the relationship between viral load and infectiousness.

feet ( clean) / white socks / being dominated, called a faggot / alpha males / being used as a cumrag...

Does anyone have an extreme medical fetish? I get hard thinking about being tired to a steel table, an iv in my arm a masked surgeon telling me that my new life will soon.begin. no idea whats going to happen and no way to stop it.

Chapter IX As we rested my love Nigel, was still making out with Randy and Justin. I was too tired to do anything but sit and watch. It was hard to believe that they all still had enough energy to play around. They kept kissing and rubbing and probing with their mouths and hands and all of them had cocks standing at attention. Mine was limp as a noodle and I could not imagine how they were doing it. I was completely exhausted but could not take my eyes off of them. It didn't take a very long time at all when Nigel started to suck on Randy's huge cock. Justin flipped him over a little more and the climbed between his legs and pulled him up a little and drove his big cock into Nigel's ass in one thrust. Nigel seemed to be in heaven and was moaning his pleasure loudly. I knew he was loving this. I was getting my dream, to see Nigel getting fucked good by a bbc and a poz one at that and knew it could not be long before he became poz. Those two huge cocks had to do the job and I could see no reason he could possibly stay neg. after all the poz cum he had taken and was about to get more of. My only worry was that I had also taken several poz loads too and now I might be on my way to becoming poz too. My thoughts returned to watching them on the couch. I had gotten up and was sitting in my recliner watching them. Justin was pounding Nigel's hole mercilessly and every once in awhile Nigel would release Randy's cock from his mouth to almost scream to ram his ass harder and deeper. Justin seemed to redouble his pounding somehow and after a good 45 minutes, his movements became almost spasmodic as he then rammed his cock deep and bellowed he was cumming. As soon as Justin quit grinding his cock around, Randy pulled his from Nigel's mouth and helped turn him around and then jammed his huge BBC deep into Nigel's well-used hole. I caught a glimpse of his hole and it was gaped wide open. I wondered if I would ever be able to feel the sides of it with my small cock again. Randy began to ram Nigel's ass hard right from the start, yelling the whole time that he was going to ruin that hole and fill it so full of cum he was going to taste it in the back of his throat. He was pounding that ass so hard I was sure I could feel it too. I gasped with every single thrust. Randy pounded and pounded and ground into Nigel over and over again. He kept going and going and it seemed like days of it. I glanced at the clock and he had been going for a good hour and then all at once he yelled really loud that here it comes. With one final mighty crashing instroke he seemed to shake from head to toe as he filled my boy with his toxic cum. He was cumming so much and with the load already in Nigel it almost splattered out and then Nigel screamed and he was cumming all over the couch beneath himself. OMG That was so hot I felt my own small cock erupt all over myself.

My skin is slick with my sweat from the damp night heat, with fear. My body’s moving on it’s own, my mind blasted white with desire. With need. The door is just slightly ajar. I step into a dark foyer. Hands shaking slightly, eyes not adjusted to the dimness yet. My hand-deciding for me-moves on its own, closing the door. I’m still, tensed. Eyes slowly adjusting to the space and the dark contours of the room. For a long second, I’m suspended there. Every muscle fiber vibrating with it, with hunger. I’m in a bare room. Stripped wood floors, slats exposed through broken plaster walls. A narrow staircase in front of me. There’s a smell. Sweat. Piss. Cum. I inhale slowly, draw it in. Savor it. Again, yessss. My cock is hardening. Drawing me in. The scents enveloping me. Taking me. My feet slip out of my flip flops. The raised wood grain of the stripped floor feels so good on my bare feet: cool, soft. I flex my toes against it. My cock hardens with the feel of the wood, my nostrils flaring to draw in that taste of sweat. Of his sweat. There’s not a sound except my short, ragged breaths. I start up the steps, slowly. My body lightens with each step, smoke slowly drawn upwards. My arms pull off my t shirt and it falls away. This is a new feeling, a revelation. I can feel myself relaxing now, my cock rubbing against the denim of my jeans, pre cum slick across my skin, matting the hair around my cock. I have never felt so pure. So fully present. So fucking hungry. At the landing a door is open. Light flickers from inside. Again, for a split second I pause. Just a small hesitation, a pinprick of doubt, and then my body moves on its own into the room, another surrender, to it, to the need. To him. A few bare candles are lit. There’s a mattress on the floor, sheets draped over it. A huge mirror leans against one wall. Candles and the bed reflected in it. I hear his soft breathing before I see him. Leaning against the wall beside the mirror, arms folded across his bare chest. Shaved head, his body huge, hairy, muscled. So much of him there. So much bigger than me. Muscles at ease. Perfect. There’s a dark tattoo under the hair on his chest, just over his hard, erect nipple. Biohazard. His eyes hold me still. Dark pinpricks. Candle light flickering in them. I’m aware of my breath coming shallow. Of the sweat trickling down my back. Beading on my arms. And then he’s next to me. Still. His eyes holding mine to him. ”Oh, yes.” His hand gently on my lower back, caressing the rim of my jeans. “So hungry, aren’t you, boy?” ”Yessss.” I barely recognize my voice. A current running through me with his touch. The callouses on his hands the worn smoothness of the floor. Every inch of my skin is coming alive to him. Opening. “That’s it, boy. Very good. Just breathe.” breathe. Yes. I can taste him on the air: the sweat coming off him, so strong. So thick. And another smell: the sweetness of dried cum. Oh god. Oh god. I’m full of the smell of him now. Yesss. He’s behind me now; his breath hot on my neck, his hands resting on my hips. “Good boy. Very good. I can feel you surrendering to it. You’re so hungry to surrender to it, aren’t you, boy?” ”Yes. So hungry, so fucking hungry.” “Show yourself to me, boy. Show me your hunger. Let me taste your need.” His hands fall away from my hips as he turns me gently around to face him. He’s barefoot. The top buttons of his jeans undone. I can see the dark outline of his cock there, his hard shaft straining against the fabric. My hands undo my jeans and I slide them over my cock, pre cum dragging across my hands as I lower the jeans to the floor and step out of them for him. He kicks them away and steps forward. I go to my knees in front of him, supplicant. My cock harder than it’s ever been, my hands at his zipper, opening it, lowering his jeans across his thighs, feeling the taut fibers of his muscles under my hands, brushing the hair on his legs and ankles as I help him step out of his jeans and he kicks them away. Inhaling, on my knees in front of him, captured by the wet, sweet smell of him: he’s wearing a cotton jockstrap, yellow with dried cum and slick with his pre cum. My eyes close as I taste it enveloping me, filling me. My eyes flutter open as I lean into him, as my hungry mouth finds his cock through the rough fabric as I taste his dried cum and my mouth is sucking his hard cock through the jock, I’m so hungry for him, so hungry to pull him in, to taste all of him, the smell of his sweat as it runs slick against my hands on his thighs, and I slip my fingers around he jock and pull it away as his cock, veiny and so hard and so wet with his pre cum, falls straight ahead, and I open myself to him, my tongue running up from the bottom of his shaft along its delicious thickness to his piss slit and I taste the fantastic heady sweetness of him as I pull his shaft fully into my mouth. “That’s it, boy. That’s it. You’re so hungry for it. Give yourself over to it. Surrender to your need. It feels so good, doesn’t it boy? So good to know your place, to embrace what you are?” his cock tastes so good, so hard, my head is full of the smell of him, my body filling up with the hunger, consuming me. Oh god it’s so good, so good. “Yes, boy. Yes. Open yourself up to it, boy. Open yourself up to me.” His hands caressing my skull as I nurse his cock, and he slowly pulls himself out of me. “Close your eyes, boy. Breathe. That’s it, relax now for a second. Good boy.” i hear him moving in the room, and then there’s his scent again, filling me. I hear him strike a match, hear a pipe gurgling in front of me. And then his mouth is on mine, gently caressing my lips, and I open to him as he blows a cloud of smoke into me. I hold it there, his tongue probing mine, opening me as I blow the Tina back to him and he picks me up, his tongue still exploring me, the thick smoke dissipating as we pass it back and forth. It’s so good he’s in my mouth. So good. So intimate. He lights the pipe again and his mouth is on mine as we pass the Tina smoke back and forth, filling me. Then again, and again. Four hits, and my body is on fire, my nipples burning into his as he pulls me to him, my cock so hard and my hole aching for him, to open for him, as his hands knead the muscles of my ass, pulling me apart to him. Ive never wanted anything so much, never been so hungry. “Oh, you’re mine now, boy. You’re opening for me now, aren’t you?” ”Opened, yes, I’m opening for you. I want you inside me, so bad. Please-“ “Please what? Tell me what you need, boy, and I’ll give it to you.” ”Your cock, Jesus, please I want your cock inside me! Now, please fuck me! I need your cock in me! Pleassssse fuckkk meeeeeee-“ His fingers are gently brushing against the rim of my hole, working me open. His fingers, slick with his pre cum, mixed with mine, with our spit, press against my hole. Press into me. I’ve never felt anything so good, so thorough. Every inch of me is on fire for him, every nerve twitching to be opened to him, to take his cock inside me. And his wet finger slips inside me, pushing into me, easing my hungry wet hole open. It’s so good, god I’m so hungry for it, pressing myself against his finger as it slides past that last resistant muscle, and he holds me here, pinned to him. His hands kneading my ass, grinding into me, a second finger sliding inside me, probing me. Opening me to him. His eyes holding mine, locked on me, he lowers his face to mine and runs his tongue across my lips, so gently. So very gently letting his spit run across his tongue to my lips as he presses his mouth to mine, his tongue opens me as his thick spit fills my mouth and his hand presses into my hole, exploring me from both sides, and he pulls away again, my face slick with him, his eyes boring into mine. I feel him all through me; my stomach fluttering to him, his fingers holding me against him, filling my hole. “I’m going to split you open now, boy.” ”Yes, please. Open me up, please.” As his fingers slowly pull out of me. God, I’m so empty. “Please-“ I hear myself whimpering, begging. So hungry to be full of him again. “Are you ready now, boy? Tell me what you need.” ”Your cock. Pleas, your cock.” “Are you ready to take me now, boy? Take me the way men were meant to fuck? Ready to take me bareback, to take me raw inside you?” Jesus, how can even ask, he knows. “Yes, god, yesss. Pleas fuck me raw-“ And suddenly my world opens up,everything g drops away and I know truth: a hole of hunger, and I know who I am, completely, wholly hungry for his cock, for his seed, for his virus. I’m pure need, the hunger all I am, my whole being. So purely opened to him, so totally naked to my need-to his need- “Your seed, god please give me your seed, split me open and fuck me raw, Jesus, pleassse breed meeeeee!”

**Like I said, I'm only doing a couple more chapters so this one is quite longer than I intended, but it has the good stuff that I wanted. Enjoy!** CHAPTER TWO That weekend Dan and I had scheduled our next fuck session, planning for a much longer play time this time around. We’d had days of waiting, and now that he got his first taste of hot male butt, his dick was apparently constantly hard as memories of being sunk in me played on a loop in his mind. Good. That means he isn’t as upset about sharing me as I first thought. I wasn’t sure if his neighbor would actually be there this weekend, but I arrived with that exciting thought in mind. I’d never been treated like property before and it turned me the fuck on. The idea of getting passed back and forth between these two guys was like one of my wet dreams come true! And I didn’t even know anything about this neighbor, only that he apparently thought it was okay to blackmail his neighbor for a piece of ass. That should have been disturbing to me, but it wasn’t. Again, it only turned me the fuck on. When I arrived, Dan pulled me in the house quickly and slammed the door shut, but not in haste to get in me as I thought. He was looking sort of frantic and concerned as he dragged me over into the living room. “We don’t have much time ‘til he gets here,” he practically whispered to me. “Are you sure you’re okay with doing this? I never imagined having you come over the other day would put you in this situation. I don’t know how I’d handle the wife finding out, but you shouldn’t feel responsible. I can’t let you do this.” His concern really was sweet, but he obviously had no clue about the world of greedy sex pigs. Okay, so I had the greedy part down, but I was new to being a sex pig. For most of my adult like, I’ve been more reserved. Recently I just started to ask myself, “What for?”. Like, who am I saving myself for? I’ve always had the urge to get used by a lot of men, but always fought it. Not anymore. I took his face in my hands to get him to focus on me as I told him, “Dan, relax. I can handle it. You might think that a lot of the stuff you’ve seen online is just acting, but I can assure you that there are plenty of us who will happily take loads from whoever is offering. This neighbor of yours is just a bonus, so don’t worry. Everything will be fine.” Little did I know . . . Seconds later a loud pounding came from the front door and Dan looked stricken again as he went to answer it. He returned to the living room with a man who was taller than his six feet by about three inches, but where Dan is getting on the thicker side, this guy was rail thin. The pronounced bulge in his pants captured my attention and made me forget to give him a closer look. My mouth was watering and my hole was already yawning open all on it’s own. Dan looked resigned as he quietly said, “Chris, this is my neighbor, Steve. Steve-” “Pig,” Steve interrupted, like he spat the word out. “I think I’ll call you pig,” he said, his tone ominous and predatory as he glared into my eyes. I’d never seen such intensity before. It wasn’t passion. It was something else, something almost sinister. It made me both uncomfortable and horny at the same time. I’d always been drawn to men who looked sort of mean or hard or dangerous (though I never acted on it), and that’s what was radiating off of Steve. I could tell that Steve was going to be the Alpha in this situation as Dan was still sort of cowering, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here. However, Steve wasn’t going to let that happen. “Dan, why don’t you take first crack at that ass while the pig gets me hard and wet. My dick is a lot bigger than yours, so I’d like a load in there before I destroy his hole,” Steve said, sounding oddly playful. As if it wasn’t obvious that Dan was anxious about this entire situation, I had to work to get him hard enough to fuck me. This should have been turning him on more, not less. Either way, I got him hard while sucking him, as Steve stripped out of his shorts. Once Dan got his cock head in my warm hole, his nerves seemed to vanish. What man could possibly concentrate on worries when their dick is buried deep in a hungry hole? Dan held my hips and pumped away at my ass using a steady pace, while I was bent forward and working Steve’s mammoth cock. It was the hugest slab of man meat I’ve ever seen. Thick as my forearm and probably as long, too. He wasn’t kidding about destroying my hole. I should have been scared, but something told me this man was going to give me the fuck of a lifetime. Steve’s precum was the most delicious thing I’d ever tasted. It had a perfect balance of sweet and salty that made me sort of hope that he would cum in my mouth so I could swish a good mouthful of his seed around my taste buds. But I really wanted to feel Steve in my ass. I have to admit that I’m a bit ashamed. I was so consumed with my thoughts of what Steve was doing to do to me that I wasn’t giving my all to Dan. I was just a hole standing in front of him that he was pumping away. From his soft grunts I guess he was enjoying it anyway, but I know that I could have put much more enthusiasm into that fuck. But something about Steve had me almost hypnotized. Moments later Dan grunted, “Ready for my load?” I yanked my head back off of Steve’s cock and yelled, “Fuck yes! Breed me!” before going back to sucking Steve. It only took about five more thrusts before Dan buried himself balls deep in me and I felt his cock twitching as he unloaded his seed in me. Fuck, that feeling never gets old. And now that he was finishing, I was eager to give Steve a try. I knew that even with Dan’s load coating my ass walls, it was going to be a very tight fit getting Steve’s huge dick up my ass. But I have always loved feeling stretched beyond my capacity, so I knew I would be getting some delicious pain/pleasure soon. Little did I know . . . Once Dan had extracted his softening cock from my now-sloppy hole, I stood and stretched out my back. My eyes were still practically glued to Steve’s enormous dick and I wondered how I would ever fit that in me. I’ve seen videos about fisting before, and I imagine taking him in you would be like that. But I’ve never even come close to trying to get fisted. How the hell am I going to manage it? And yet there was still a pull, a need in me. Now that I’d seen his cock, I just couldn’t turn him away. I had to have him. More like him having me, really. I didn’t think I had much say in the matter anymore. Steve stood back and leered at me while he slowly stroked his cock -that hung practically down to his knees! Not quite, but it was damn close. Now I was feeling more frightening than horny. There really is no way I can take him. As panic was starting to grip me, Steve released his cock and reached out to grab me by the throat. Not enough to cut off my air entirely, but it was a firm grip that told me to pay attention. “There’s no going back, pig. We’ve got an arrangement.” He glanced from me to Dan and then back to me before he said, “Let’s go over to my place. I’ve got a better set-up and . . .” he paused to glance around the immaculate living room, “I wouldn’t want to make a mess in here. And trust me, things are going to get messy.” Steve turned at the doorway of the living room and said, “Grab your shit,” before heading down the hallway away from the front door. I scrambled to gather my clothing but didn’t take the time to actually redress, while I heard Dan pulling his clothes back on and follow behind me. As I headed down the hall in the direction Steve went, I realized that he wanted us to cut through the back yard into his yard, so I didn’t worry that I was completely nude. “Are you sure about this?” Dan asked in a loud whisper. We were at the back door when I looked back at him. “Look, I don’t want to cause trouble for you. And, anyway, he seems pretty determined. I’ll just go along with it. If I really don’t feel comfortable, I’ll get out of there. Besides, what’s he going to do? It’s his word against yours,” I told him before rushing through the yard, through the adjoining gate, and through Steve’s open back door. Steve waited for me just inside the open door. He’d removed his tee shirt, revealing his skinny body. I’ve always been thin and hated when people called me skinny, but this guy was skinny. As in skin and bones. He had a bunch of tattoos on his torso that I hadn’t seen with the shirt on. Some of them were kind of muddled looking, while others stood out clearly. I assumed that they held some meaning to him. He must have been a scientist because some of them looked like chemical symbols. I heard Dan enter behind me and saw Steve’s posture stiffen. Looking up at his face, he was frowning, too. “You might not want to stick around for this part,” he told him. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? Now I was getting scared, no doubt about it. What the fuck have I gotten myself into? I thought I was just going to have a little extra fun, get an extra load, and head home a happy boy. Now I didn’t know what to expect. I looked at Dan who looked really worried for me. He gulped anxiously in that way that told me he was really worried what he’d gotten us both into. Being a genuine guy, he probably felt like shit for getting me caught up in all of this. His eyes darted around a little but finally met Steve’s. He cleared his throat and said, “I’ll stick around to make sure he’s ok.” His voice was a little uncertain, but he was clear that he was going to stick by my side, which went a little to reassure me. Steve scoffed and said, “Suit yourself. But stay the fuck out of my way. The pig is mine now.” Well, his stern voice was night and day compared to Dan’s. Steve left no doubt that he was getting things done his way. Surprisingly, Steve held my hand as he walked me down a short hallway to a door that led to the basement. As he took the stairs, I couldn’t help but wonder why people always had their sex rooms in the basement. Yes, there was something sexy about it. But when you were in a situation like the one I was currently, it was more terrifying than sexy. Visions of serial killers were dancing through my head! The twisted thing was that as I was having these thoughts, Steve was cackling to himself ahead of me. What the hell was he laughing at? Or did I just say all of that out loud? Holy shit! He didn’t say anything, though, until we were standing in the middle of the open concept play room. Dan had paused at the bottom of the stairs, looking completely torn. It was sort of nice that he felt responsible for me, but there really was nothing he could do, so I didn’t bother to try and reassure him. How could I reassure him when I was terrified myself? “Leave your clothes in the bin over there,” Steve instructed, gesturing over to an empty basin on the floor next to the stairs. “Then get that ass up on the fuck bench. You’ll be more comfortable there than if you were standing the entire time.” How nice of him to take that into consideration. Not! He was going to be stuffing that mammoth cock into my tight hole -nothing about this was going to be comfortable! I did as I was told, almost like I was in some kind of haze, or hypnotic suggestion. I could have easily just taken my clothes and run back up the stairs. And yet, here I am, cock fully hard, my heart pounding in my chest, and my hole feeling . . . dammit! My hole was aching to be stuffed FULL! There is no doubt that he will stuff me full. I did as I was told and before I knew it, I was kneeling on the fuck bench, and surprised that I was comfortable this way. There was no strain on my back or legs, and I could just relax. Hopefully I could relax enough to take him into me without doing any permanent damage. He didn’t waste any time either. As I was discarding my clothes and getting into position, he was walking around the room, flipping switches, turning on lights and cameras and monitors playing bareback porn. I had no idea what he planned to do with the cameras, well, obviously I did, but what would he do with the video? Sell it? Post it online? Bloody Hell! And by the time I was situated, he had everything right where he wanted it. And then he was on me. No preamble. One second nothing, and the next I felt his hands on my ass, one hand on each cheek, pulling me wide open. And then I felt his enormous cock head at my opening. Oh fuck, this is it. Relax, breathe, relax, clear everything else away, I told myself in a desperate attempt to will my hole open so that I didn’t get ripped to shreds. My mind closed nearly everything else away, except for Steve and my pig hole. I didn’t think about any other part of my body, just my vulnerable opening and the massive meat dong that was insisting on entrance. I could hear the sounds of raw sex filling the room from the sound system attached to the monitors displaying breeder sex videos. That helped put my mind in the right place. I couldn’t see the monitors, but I could picture assholes gaping open and swallowing cocks, swallowing their loads. As I did so, my hole yawned open and I felt Steve begin to slide in. “Shit, you are a fucking whore!” he laughed as he sunk into me. “Look at you taking that cock. I’m not even pushing and your fucking pig hole is just eating me up. You want what I got, dontcha, pig?” he laughed sinisterly. My hole might have yawned open and allow entrance, but that didn’t mean I was wide open and gaping. He made it a couple of inches in and then stopped, allowing me to breathe and try to adjust. It was still quite a shock to my system. Before I got back into that mindset, Steve slammed full length into me, balls deep in one hard thrust! I felt my entire insides split apart from the sudden invasion and I howled in pain. That explains why play rooms are in basements -so the neighbors can't hear! Normally if there’s some pain during a fuck, I just grin and bear it. This wasn’t just pain, though. I felt like someone just rammed a telephone pole up my ass, I’d never been so full or so violated. Violated, that’s a good word for what I was feeling. And yet, the stupid thing is . . . somehow I was turned on during it all. I could feel my cock throbbing beneath me, trapped between my stomach and the padded bench. It’s almost like another aspect of my personality came out with extreme pain like this, a part that reveled in it. Because apparently I was, as I suddenly found myself shoving back onto Steven’s hard monster cock. “Look at you, fucking pig! Riding this cock even though I just busted you open good!” he snarled, so impressed and amused by my behavior. “You can’t see it, pig, but you will when you watch the video. Your ass is lubing my big dick up nice and slick with all of that blood.” Blood? Hell! Bloody Hell! He really had done some damage. So why was my ass feeling greedy, still? Steve took hold of my hips and pumped away, my hole destroyed and slackened enough that he could just ride me. Especially with the combination of his precum, Dan’s load, and my own ass juices and blood slickening his ride. I could feel all around my ass and down my legs were wet as he continued to rape my hole. I knew it was blood. There was no way Dan bred me that much or Steve could precum that much. So why the hell am I still turned on by this fuck? Am I sick? I’m a sick fucker for loving the fuck this man is giving me. I’ve never done anything like this before, nothing ever this extreme. Steve power-fucked my ass for what felt like another hour, but was probably another fifteen or twenty minutes. Then he slowed and lowered himself down onto me so his stomach was flush with my back. He brought his head down next to mine on the left and whispered into my ear. “So, the pig is enjoying the ride, I take it?” his gravelly voice rumbled sexily. “Good thing ‘cause you’re not getting out of here until I’ve gotten all I want from you. Or, should I say, given you all I want to give you,” he chuckled. “What . . . what do you mean?” I asked, feeling a sudden surge of panic again. “You’re not leaving here without my AIDS, pig,” he snarled into my ear. AIDS?!? What the fuck? I was suddenly thrashing against him, whimpering, trying to get Dan to come and get this sick fuck off of me. I could hear struggling and Dan was trying to get Steve off of me. He didn’t know what Steve had told me but it must have been quite clear that I wanted to go. “Back the fuck off, Dan, or your wife gets a phone call at her mother’s house tonight,” Steve bellowed, and then the room fell silent, except for the porn playing in the background. It’s not like they could have been fighting much, given that Steve was still buried balls-deep up my ass, but whatever struggle they got into ceased and I heard Dan walk away. Quietly, he said, “Chris, I’m sorry. I didn’t know this would happen,” and then he disappeared up the stairs. I felt Steve lean down next to my ear again and in a sexy whisper, he said, “Thank fuck, I thought he would never leave. Now we can have some real fun. You want that, don’t you, pig?” Why did my body respond to this man who had literally destroyed me? I had never been so turned on in my life, and this man just told me he was going to give me AIDS! What the hell is wrong with me? “You want it, I know you do,” he chuckled into my ear before he pushed himself back up to standing. “Are you ready for your first load of AIDS cum, pig?” he asked loudly. “Fuck yes! Give it to me!” I heard my own voice yelling. Fuck, I really am a sick fuck. Then again, I’d just been thinking he was a sick fuck, too, so maybe we were more compatible than I thought. I was so inexperienced with sex outside of vanilla, this was all so new and exciting, I couldn’t deny that I wanted to delve deeper. “Here it comes, fucking whore! Take my HIV! Take my AIDS!!!” he yelled at the top of his lungs as his balls erupted and blasted my shredded insides with scalding hot high viral cum. I’ll admit it stung like a bitch, but somehow I got a perverse thrill from that. I just didn’t know my own mind anymore. As his cum began to shoot into me, I felt my own cock going off below me as a pool of my semen spread out between me and the bench. I felt like such a pig. And I loved every second of it. Steve yanked his dick out of my ass, causing me to yell out in pain and shock. He stepped back and appeared to marvel at the mess he’d made of me. I glanced over my shoulder back at him and could see my reflection in a large mirror on the wall behind him. My entire backside and the backs of my legs were streaked with blood. I hadn’t just gotten a tiny tear. I was bleeding. Not gushing or requiring medical attention. I don’t think, anyway. But there was an alarming amount of blood. “We’re off to a good start, pig,” Steve told me, sounding kind of proud and not nearly as scary as he had before. “You up for it?” I really didn’t want to be up for it. I really thought I should say something like, “Go fuck yourself you sick fuck!” and take my damaged ass to the nearest hospital for some stitches and some PEP. That’s not what I said, though.

My dad fucked me well after high school too. I miss him and cock ramming into me badly.

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

(Names and places have been changed 'cause I'm shy, but this is a true story) For a while, Bailey’s was the club to go to. Fridays and Saturdays were gay nights, and it was mostly straight on the week nights. Every once in a while they would have a foam party. They would put a low wall around the dance floor and fill up the space with foam. I was working swing shift at the time, so I usually missed those Saturday night foam parties. One night however, I got off early and got to Bailey’s around midnight. There wasn’t much of a line in the front foyer, so I was a little concerned it might not be busy inside. I walked into the club and my fears weren’t justified, The club was pretty busy. There was a walled off space on the dance floor, maybe twenty-five feet by twenty, about four feet high, just filled with foam. Everybody inside was wearing speedos, board shorts, or underwear. Some guys were walking around the outside of the foam area, foam still covering their legs. I got a drink from the bar. I was way too nervous to take off my clothes so I just stood on the wall drinking my drink and checking for any hotties in the foam pit. There were a couple of really cute guys I made eye contact with. One of them beckoned me over and I just shook my head a little bit and held up my drink, letting him know I wanted to finish it first. I finished my drink and then one more then I decided to take the plunge. Walking over to the coat check, I removed my coat, shirt, trousers, and socks and put them in the paper bag they provided and handed them over to the attendant. I kept on my New Balance trainers and my black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. I tucked a twenty dollar bill into my waistband and walked back into the club. I walked up to the bar and got another drink and downed it and then went into the foam pit. I caught my breath a bit as I went into the foam. It came up over my navel and was colder than I was expecting. I found an open spot and started dancing. It was quite liberating. I could have dropped my boxer briefs and no one would have known, the foam was so thick, which was probably the point. I danced for a little bit and was catching the eye of a hot muscle boy. He was slightly taller than me (I’m 5'10") with a bodybuilders frame, probably 23 or 24 years old, and I could just see as he shifted he was wearing a skimpy speedo. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I turned away as I was dancing and when I turned back he was gone. I went out of the pit to look for him but I didn’t see him anywhere, so I went to the bar and got another drink, and then a bottled water to chase it down with so I didn’t get too drunk. I finished my drink and went back onto the foam-filled dance floor. I was dancing for a little bit when someone bumped into me. It was the hot muscle boy! I smiled at him and he smiled back at me. He leaned in and asked me my name, I answered, and he then introduced himself as Paul. He put his arm around me and drew me close as were dancing. We started grinding our crotches together and I instantly got hard, my 6.5" cock pointing down the leg of my boxer briefs. Paul smiled at me and brushed his hand over it. I put my hand on the back of his head and pulled him close. Our lips met, and we kissed. I opened my mouth wider and he responded in kind, and our tongues met in a short but passionate French kiss. He pulled away and turned around, grinding his ass back onto my cock. I reached down and pulled my cock up so it was sticking out of the waistband of my Calvin Klein boxer briefs. We danced that way for a couple minutes and then I felt a pair of hands on either side of my waist. I looked over my shoulder and into the eyes of a really cute early twenties twink. I put my hands back and ran them down the sides of his body. It felt like he was wearing a pair of cotton briefs. My hand brushed along the front of his briefs and I could feel the hard outline of a 7" cock stretching along the waist band of his briefs. I looked back at him again and he smiled at me. He kissed me, our tongues dueling, and ground his crotch up against my ass, sandwiching me between this cute twink and Paul, the hot muscle boy in front of me. We danced that way for a few minutes more, with the twink’s hands on my waist, and mine wrapped around Paul. Then I felt the twink’s hands slide down into the waistband of my boxer briefs and then pushed them down to my thighs, exposing my cock and ass to the cool foam. I felt him shift behind me, then he nestled his cock in my crack, grinding up and down. He kept sliding his cock up and down my crack, slowly getting lower and lower, until it slipped down and pressed against my hole. At least thirty other people were dancing around us and this twink has the head of his cock up against my hole, ready to fuck me, and I was ready to let him. I felt him push and I relaxed my hole, letting the head of his bare cock slide inside of me. I moaned and leaned my head back on his shoulder. He started kissing and licking my ear as his cock pulled back slightly and then sank further up my hole. As we danced to the music he used the motion to slide further up my ass until I felt him bottom out. Then, timed to the music, he started long strokes in and out of my hole. Paul meanwhile, was still dancing with his back to me, grinding his Speedo covered ass on my now naked cock. He reached back and felt down my body. He could tell my underwear was gone and he squeezed my hard cock. He grabbed my hands from around his waist and put them down the front of his Speedos. His cock was kinda small, not much over five inches, and not too thick. Not bad, I thought. I can work with this. He ground his ass harder on my cock, and then I slid his Speedo down over his ass. My cock slipped right into his crack like it belonged there. Paul shifted forward, letting my cock slip lower until I felt it line up with his rosebud. This hot muscle boy then backed on to my cock as the twink behind me shoved his cock forward into my ass. The head of my cock popped through Paul’s ring, his sphincter gripping me like a vise. The foam was providing a little lubrication, but not enough to sink farther in his hole, so I pulled out, gathered up some more foam and slathered it on my rock hard cock, and slid it back inside.It went in easier this time, but it still took almost a full minute to work my cock all the way into his ass. Once I bottomed out, it was easy to pull back out and get a rhythm going. There I was, on a crowded dance floor, house music blaring, foam up to the middle of my torso, with a twink’s bare cock sliding in and out of my ass, my bare cock buried deep in the ass of the hot muscle boy in front of me, and no one paying any attention to us. (I’m sure a few were doing the same thing.) We managed to get a rhythm going where the twink behind me buried his cock deep in my ass as I pulled out of Paul’s ass. We kept fucking right in the middle of the dance floor for a little over five minutes in time with our dancing, when the twink behind me whispered in my ear, “Can I cum inside you?” I just nodded and smiled at him over my shoulder. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips and started fucking me faster, gave a few quick thrusts and sank balls deep into my ass. I knew he was blowing his load in my ass. He kept his cock deep in me as we swayed to the music, and then he slowly pulled out. He pulled up his briefs, kissed me on the neck, and walked off. This boy had fucked me bareback on the dance floor of a crowded club, shot a load inside me, and I hadn’t said a word to him. I continued to fuck Paul for a couple more minutes when he pulled his ass off my cock and told me to follow him. He pulled up his Speedo and I pulled up my boxer briefs, trying to make my raging hard on as inconspicuous as possible. He led me into the bathrooms and into an empty stall. I closed the door behind us as Paul pulled down his Speedo again, bending over the toilet. “Get in me,” he ordered. I stepped up behind him, pulled my boxer briefs down, spat in my hand and lubed myself, grabbed his waist and lined my bare cock up with his hole and sank back in with ease. I started rapidly sliding in and out of his now loosened ass, sinking balls deep each time. Paul started jerking himself off. “Let me know when you’re gonna cum,” he instructed. I kept fucking his ass for another minute and then said, “I’m gonna blow.” He started furiously wanking his cock as I felt my orgasm rising. I started long slow strokes as I unloaded shot after shot of cum deep into his muscular ass. I sank balls deep one last time as Paul shot his load into the toilet, ropes of cum splashing into the bowl. I withdrew from Paul's ass, and he then pulled up his Speedo as I pulled up my boxer briefs. We made out for a little bit. “Any chance I could get a ride home?” he asked. “Of course,” I replied. We left the bathroom, went to the clothes check and dressed. I drove him to his apartment, dropped him off, and went home. We exchanged info, but I didn’t see him again, mostly because he moved away shortly after that. Nor did I ever see the twink who had fucked me. But I am now a big fan of foam parties.