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There’s a few places these days to get out and around. In my area there’s a few nature trails that are open but they’re always crowded with families and dogs and not much of a good place to try to get some cock. There’s also a couple of the large cemeteries in my area. Quite often they’re filled with walkers but one of them closes around dusk. It usually empties out about an hour before closing time. There are lots of little roads that go through the cemetery and end in the little cul-de-sacs and nooks. This cemetery has become one of my favorite hang out places. I take out my iPad and pull up some porn and jack off in my car. I was there Friday afternoon. Sitting in my car watching some videos on porn hub. I have my seat reclined in my 5’8” frame stretched out. I had lifted my shirt up Off my furry small belly. I had my pants open and my 7 inch cock was dripping and slick with spit and pre-come. I heard the gravel on the road behind me crunching and someone was driving up. Quickly I set up made myself presentable, slid my iPad onto the dashboard of my car so I could zip up my pants. I didn’t close the screen before I set it up on the dashboard. A couple of seconds after I had myself all pull together a guy walked up to the door of my car. The window was open because it was a fairly warm day. The guy was pretty hot in my book. Rough trade. About 511, scruffy beard, camo ball cap, and dirty ripped jeans. he was wearing a denim work shirt with the cemetery logo on it. The shirt was unbuttoned about 3/4 of the way down. He showed a furry pretty well defined chest. The kind of body that comes from manual labor. I couldn’t help myself I gave him the once over. Look him up and down. I’m sure my Lust was obvious. He leaned one arm up on the roof of the car and leaned down so he could look in my window. “ I’m closing up the cemetery,“ he said looking into the car. I would’ve sworn he looked me up and down the same way I looked him up and down. “ Just about everybody else is gone I just told the last car to leave.“ he glanced up at the dashboard of my car obviously and seeing what I was looking at before he drove up. ” looks like you’ve been having some fun and enjoying yourself.“ He said with a chuckle. His free hand went to his jeans pocket and slid in deep. I blushed and said, “ well you get it where you can, I suppose.“ By this time he was obviously massaging his cock through his jeans his hand was way deep in his pocket. I had a pretty good idea that the pocket was probably torn and he had his hand on this actual cock. I looked directly at his crotch and said,” looks like you might need to get some to. Maybe I could help you out?“ I realize just how really cheesy that sounded as soon as it left my mouth. But the outline of his cock in his jeans was too much. His cock looked fat and about 8 inches long and I really wanted it. Bad. Turned out he wanted me too. Bad. He told me the gates were locked and we were in there all alone. He said he figured I was down here fooling around. He had seen me here before and he thought maybe I would suck his cock. Needless to say he didn’t have to ask twice I open my car door as he stepped out of the way. And he stepped up to the open door as I reach down and undid the snap on his jeans put the zipper down and pulled a nice fat cock out of his jeans. yeah both arms on top of the car at this point. He thrust his hips forward as I open my mouth and took the head of his cock onto my tongue. I swirl my tongue around his cock head. I worked his piss slit with my tongue. Lapping up his pre-come. Sliding his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth as I worked it. He moaned and appreciation. One arm drive down it is wrapped around the back of my head. He pushed his cock deeper into my mouth to the back of my throat. Are usually can’t Deep Throat but something about the angle and with his cock made it easy. He push gently on the back of my throat with his cock and it just slid past my tongue down into my gullet. I could feel it going all the way down my throat as his pubes ground against my nose I reached down and grabbed my own cock. I was leaking pre-come like crazy. My cock was already slick with pre-cum from jacking to porn. I reached up and Undid the last couple buttons on his shirt. Slid my hands of his body. Tweaking his nips. He moaned really loud and pushed his cock even deeper into my throat. I reached my hands down his body to the back of his jeans. I slid my hands into the back of his chains and push them down over his hard firm ass. He had a nice tight high bubble butt. He had the ass of a college guy. A college jock. I spread his cheeks and slipped a finger between them and started circling his hole with my little finger. He was moist between his cheeks from a day of sweat and work. When I put my hand back into gave it a sniff he smelled clean. just musky but not shitty. As my finger slipped past the rim of his pucker, he pushed back against my hand. My finger slipped up into the second joint. He moaned Again even louder. I kept working his cock with my mouth. He bent over and grabbed my cock and started stroking it. And a horse voice he said “ I really need to get fucked dude.“ I was so turned on at this point I couldn’t stand it. I jumped out of the car and push him back. I missed his cock in my throat. But I really wanted to fuck is pretty ass. I’ swung him around and pushed him into the driver seat of the car. As I slipped his jeans down to his ankles. I grabbed his knees and pull them up, pushed them back to his chest. And pulled his ass out over the edge of the seat. I don’t know how I managed to position them but I did. Perfectly. I shoved my hips forward Him and my spit slick cock slipped balls deep into his ass in one push. It didn’t take long. I pounded his ass hard pulling all the way out and pushing back in. After a couple of minutes. I couldn’t take it anymore. I started shooting up his ass grinding deep into his whole shooting load after load of my chairs up into his body as he moaned and groaned. after a couple minutes I came down from the high after blasting up this rough trade ass. I stepped back and let his legs down. His cock was still hard. So I dropped my pants spit into my hand and slipped up my hole. I turned and leaned up against the hood of the car. And gave him a long look. Didn’t have to say a word. He knew exactly what I was offering. He got up out of the car came around to the hood slid his cock up and down my whole a few times. Then he pressed into my hole with the same kind of strength anyways he had pushed down my throat. Took him longer to come. He fucked me hard and he fucked me slow. He pull all the way out and then push back in. He would put it all the way in and grind around swinging his hips. My cock got hard as a rock again. He fucked me for about 10 minutes. And then I ask where I wanted to load. “ I want to make it safe for you,” he growled. ” breed me. Breed me deep. Come up my ass.“ Was my immediate answer. And he did. He shot a huge load up my whole. Deep as he could get it. I ground back on his cock as he shot all of his juice inside me. he fell against my back panting and I reached down and grab my cock,fired off another load. We laid that way for just a minute getting our breath. Gathering ourselves. He didn’t say much after that. Just kind of smiled awkwardly and said “ Thanks dude. I guess it’s time to head out home. Maybe I’ll see you around again.“ He walked back to his truck and as he was getting in he turned around and said, “ Better follow me out. Or you might end up here all night. Locked in.“ he gave a quick smile instead, “ But then again that might be even more fun.“ he hopped in the truck and backed out as I got back into my car and cranked up the engine. I followed him out of the cemetery. As I drove away he was locking the gates. I think I’m going back to the cemetery next week. At least a couple of times.

There is nothing like rimming a Virgin hole then fucking it for the first time. Hearing them suffer the discomfort as it slide in and after 4 years you now have miss sharpen cunt that moans in pleasures as the dick with just spit slides in easy.

Got on Grindr last night not expecting much to happen. I got a couple of the normal fake profiles tap. This is pretty normal on Grindr. After about an hour and a half I got a message from someone. He asked if I was looking and I said I was as long as I could bottom. He was a trucker passing through so I had to go to the Walmart parking lot he was spending the night at. I knocked on his cab and he let me in. He was already naked from the waist down. He was probably in his early 40s and in decent shape for a trucker. He was stocky but not too big and had a saved head and was pretty heavily tattooed. He had a nice day cock wich I started in right away. He then took off his shirt and told me take off my clothes. I did and then he sucked in my nipples and then my cock. He then asked we could take turns fucking each other. I said I'm not usually a top but ok as long as I fuck him first. I then fucked him while he was on his back and his legs wrapped around my back. I came after a while and he flipped me over and fucked me from behind. I was moaning without being too loud to turn him on. He fucked me for a little bit and came inside me We then exchanged numbers and I told him to hit me up if he passed through again and I went home and fell asleep with the cum still inside me.

Part 11 - Positive Counselling Luca felt tired when he woke and climbed out of bed noticing the ship was already docked in Southampton. He showered and changed then packed his last few things ready for the bell boys to take their luggage in to the terminal. Breakfast was quick and the table next to theirs was empty. The Americans had already eaten and disembarked for their morning flight back to New York. It was like they had never been there and funny how it felt empty without them being at the table staring and chatting away. He smirked eating his fruit and yoghurt thinking of Brad and the wild night they had, his only regret that he didn't get another night with him. Luca arranged to meet his parents at 9.30 in the Duchess lounge for disembarkation and headed off towards the spa hoping to catch Andre. Loitering outside and watching the reception area for a good twenty minutes there was no sign of him. He was about to leave when he phone beeped and he saw a message from Oliver 'Nearly at the airport, sorry I didn't get to say good bye to you personally this morning. So looking forward to you showing me Tuscany, Olly'. He was tempted to reply but decided to wait and play it cool, he didn't want to seem to eager. Instead he started a new message to Andre 'Hey, what happened last night? I missed being with you and would like to see you, Luca' he hit the send button and put his phone away. Heading back to the suite and collecting his hand luggage he met up with his parents and they disembarked the ship. Checking his phone he saw the message to Andre had been read ten minutes ago and no reply, residing that Andre was going to end up as just a fuck he put his phone away and walked to the gangway. The Luca walking down the gangway was very different from the one who embarked a week ago, his look on sex had changed completely and inside he definitely felt a liberated and new person. Collecting the last suitcase he joined his parents and walked through customs into the small arrivals hall to seek their driver, hearing his name called out Luca turned and smiled. "I won't be a minute" he said to his parents hot footing it over towards Andre. Sarah watched Luca and saw him walk towards Andre "The masseur?" she said turning to Gio. Gio chuckled "That's why he had so many massages" he replied looking at Sarah. "What happened last night Andre?" Lucca asked standing in front of him. Andre shifted on the spot "You didn't tell me you were seeing someone else". "Sorry?" Luca asked sounding surprised "I am not seeing anyone Andre, who said that?". Andre could see he was telling the truth "The American, he came for a massage yesterday". Luca nodded knowing it was Oliver's doing "He is charming and very nice but I am not seeing him". Andre smiled "You need to tell him that as he things you and him are together". Luca looked him in the eye "You are the one I am attracted to Andre" he replied "I thought you knew that". "So him coming to Tuscany to see you?" Andre asked again surprising Luca how much Oliver told him. Luca sighed "My parents invited him I couldn't stop them" he tried explaining to Andre. "Please come and see me in London when you finish Andre" Luca implored "I have to go they are waiting". Andre nodded then catching Luca off guard he kissed him on the lips "I will text you later" he said. Luca returned to his parents "Please don't say anything" he said looking a little upset. The journey back to Holland Park was quiet, almost like when they picked Luca up after his graduation. The frustration and anger at what Oliver had done was nagging at him. Trying to remain emotionally detached Luca turned off his phone not wanting to send a venting text to Oliver, he sat back in the seat and closed his eyes. The following week Luca had spoken with Mark several times finalising the plans for Mark to visit Luca in Tuscany, he was excited to catch up with Luca and hear all about his graduation trip. By the second week at home Luca had returned from a run feeling unusually exhausted he collapsed on the bed unable to get his temperature down or stop the sweating. By the afternoon he was feeling worse, his body ached, head hurt and he was running a fever. Sarah made an appointment to see their doctor the following day and was worried by how Luca had gone down hill so quickly. In the morning Luca felt no better and beads of sweat adorned his forehead, the doctor took his temperature and begun asking Luca lots of questions before asking his mother to leave them for a few minutes to continue the examination. Dr Morris had been the family doctor for many years and he had an understanding of Luca and his sexual orientation. "Tell me Luca and be honest, did you have sexual intercourse with anyone?" Dr Morris asked sitting down. Luca nodded "Yes, several times and I know what your going to ask and the answer was no". Dr Morris sat there for a moment looking at Luca "I think we should do the blood test Luca". Luca looked up knowing what he was saying and nodded "Yes" he quietly replied. "Do you know if any of the sexual partners have hiv?" Dr Morris asked finishing with the blood test. Luca shook his head "To be honest I don't know" he said "I wanted, well needed to have sex". Dr Morris chuckled "Oh to be young Luca" he laughed "but seriously you should have protected yourself". Luca smiled "I know" he replied "foolish of me now when I look back". "Don't worry Luca if it does come back positive things will not change to much" Dr Morris patted his knee. Luca nodded fearing the worse "I will have the results tomorrow and will call you directly" Dr Morris said. "In the meantime take 2 paracetamols every 4 hours to keep your temperature under control" he advised Luca. Luca stood to leave and watched Dr Morris place the blood vials in to a yellow bag with a biohazard symbol on, that simple act hit home hard and Luca broke down crying out of the emotional wreck he had become. Part of it was the probable diagnosis but also from the strain of Andre and Oliver, he never really knew how much it had torn him up until now when everything came crashing down. His mother walked in and comforted him holding him tight, straight away she knew something was not right seeing the blood test bag labelled up. Luca explained everything to his parents later that day after he had calmed down, still feeling groggy he went up to bed wishing the whole thing was over. He just wanted to know one way or the other, although he was already suspecting one of the Americans must have been responsible. He managed to sleep a few hours before waking at 1am and reaching over for his phone, he looked at the message from Oliver a few weeks backs and sent him a text trying to sound casual hoping it would reveal more 'Hi Olly, hope you are well. I forgot to ask your friends if they had hiv when we had sex, I shouldn't have put them as risk, L', sending the message he put the phone down on silent he went back to sleep. Waking up he felt better and the fever seemed to had subsided, reaching over he saw a missed call from Oliver but no reply to his text. Wearing jogging bottoms and t-shirt he padded around the house for most of the morning until he phone range just after 11am. Hanging up the phone he sat on the sofa staring at the floor, the diagnosis had come back positive and he know faced a different future. He had a referral to a sexual health clinic at 3pm to see a consultant and councillor, the worst part was he had no one close to talk to about it. Both parents were out at work and whilst they were both understanding it wasn't something you really wanted to discuss at length with them. At the clinic he chatted with the consultant and gave Luca his medication and instructions. Luca was surprised that it was only two tablets once a day, he had read up where some people were on 4 or 5 tablets sometimes twice a day. He was sent to the male waiting room at the clinic to wait for Tony the councillor. The waiting room was quiet with only a three guys there for routine appointments, all of whom clocked Luca when he was escorted in by the consultant. It was a telling sign that this was a newly diagnosed person. Luca felt embarrassed sitting there with each guy casually glancing at him, there was one guy who couldn't have been more than 19 whose phone constantly beeped with messages. Ignoring his phone he was more interested in Luca and was fumbling around in his pocket pulling a small card out and holding it in his hand. A nurse appeared in the waiting room 'Jason' she called looking at the 19 year old who stood and walked deliberately close to Luca dropping the card in to his lap before disappearing. Luca picked up the card that just had his name and number on, he heard one of the guys chuckle and look at Luca 'high class escort'. Luca didn't quite know what to do with the card 'Luca' he heard his name called out and looked up. Tony stood there smiling at Luca and he felt unable to move, he was tall at six feet, his black hair shaved except for the mohican that partly flopped across his forehead. Luca could make out the tattoos adorning his neck and the base of his arms, his slender body, swimmers build, moustache and chin hair definitely gave him more of a menacing sexual appeal and it was not what Luca was expecting in a councillor. His face suggesting late 20's or early thirties but he had the most incredible smile on a finely chiselled face that look like it came straight out of a magazine and it made Luca's heart beat faster. Luca stood up "Hi" he said slipping the card in to his pocket. Tony escorted him in to a little room "I'm Tony and have been appointed your councillor". "Right" Luca replied sitting down "do I need one?" he asked "I mean I don't know what is suppose to happen". Tony smiled "I am here for you to talk to Luca and help you out where I can" he replied reading Luca's notes. "I didn't think you could help now I have it?" Luca replied a little confused by the situation. Tony looked at him "Are you comfortable talking about it?" he asked "we could walk, go for a coffee?". Luca shrugged his shoulders "What do you normally do?" he asked realising he was quite struck by him. "Well if your comfortable discussing your feelings we can walk and talk" Tony suggested staring at Luca. Tony packed up his things and picked his satchel up and walked with Luca for almost an hour mostly he listened to Luca talk about his feelings, worries and concerns. Tony would nod and let Luca continue, only when he went silent did Tony explain that he had taken up counselling after realising there was a detachment of being able to speak to another person who had gone through a similar situation. Openly telling Luca he was poz Tony chatted and was getting Luca to open up and talk about his real feelings. They sat down in a park not far from Luca's house, he was still a little weak from the past few days and Tony noticing this slowed the pace down and allowed Luca time to gather his strength. Luca joked saying it felt like he was on a date with Tony who laughed and smiled at him. Tony walked with Luca back to his home and they made plans for another session the following day at 1pm meeting at Luca's house. Watching Tony walk back on to the street Luca had discovered quite a bit about him, Tony was happy to talk about himself in order to get Luca more comfortable. During this first session Luca discovered Tony was recently out of a relationship, 29 years old he was also hiv positive a result from his various exploits at a younger age. It was this that rung home with Luca knowing he was in a similar situation, it gave him more comfort and confidence to talk. It was interesting to hear about the group counselling Tony held with ten guys at various stages, he even suggested that when Luca felt comfortable he could join the group sessions if he wished. For now being Tony's newest case he would get his attention. The past two days had been extraordinary to say the least and he liked Tony and felt at ease with him. Tony walked down the street smiling, he loved his job and every now and then someone like Luca would come along bringing new challenges to his work. The young guy was so engaging and attractive he had found it a little difficult to concentrate at times. At dinner Luca had told his parents everything about the voyage, his father was upset by this revelation and hugged his son telling him they would always be here to support him. Luca retired for the night and Gio turned to Sarah and questioned if Oliver should come over mostly unsure how Luca would react. They discussed at length and if Luca had been honest about Oliver and he not sleeping together there should be no cause for concern. Luca sat on his bed unsure how he was really feeling, he felt the card in his shorts pocket and took it out. He chuckled at how brazen the young guy had been in the clinic giving him his number and decided to ask Tony about him tomorrow. Feeling refreshed after his shower he stood and looked at his reflection in the mirror, he was still Luca only a little different on the inside. Thoughts interrupted by his phone ringing, picking it up he saw it was Oliver calling and he answered it. "Olly" Luca spoke down the phone waiting. "Luca, what was with your text the other day?" Oliver asked cautiously. Luca sat on the bed "Don't play games Olly, do any of you have hiv?" he asked almost to scared to say the word. There was a long pause "I think you have answered my question" Luca said knowing Oliver was thinking. "Luca" Oliver spoke "you didn't have it did you?" he asked "you were fishing with me to find out". Luca was quiet for a moment "One of your friends gave it to me" he said ignoring Andre for the moment. "It is possible Luca" Oliver replied "but I didn't give it to you" he tried excusing himself from blame. Luca paused "I know and my parents know" he paused again "don't worry they know we haven't slept together". There was another awkward pause "It is best that I don't come to Tuscany?" Oliver asked. "No, I think you should still come Olly after all my parents invited you" Luca replied. Oliver hung up and stroked Brad's chest 'one of you got Luca knocked up' he said kissing Brad, they were having one of their rampant afternoons of hard sex together whilst James was out shopping with Liam. Brad chuckled and turned to face Oliver 'get on your stomach so I can recharge you again', it was no request and Oliver battled with Brad trying to pin him down, his ass already sore from the two poundings Brad had given him. Luca put the phone on the bedside table and climbed in to bed, his body exhausted he soon fell into a deep sleep. Luca looked out from his bedroom window at the blue sky and enjoying the feeling of the sun on his naked body. The stillness of the air clouded his head and the feeling of loneliness creeping over him like a shadow tapping away slowly at him. The nausea kicking in as the strong medication absorbed in to his body, he couldn't face eating and dressed in his shorts and t-shirt waiting for Tony and their session. He tried sitting in the garden, drinking water and dozing but nothing alleviated the feeling in his body. Glad of the distraction when Tony arrived and rang the door bell dead on 1pm. Inviting Tony in they walked through to the kitchen where Luca put some coffee on to brew. "How are you feeling Luca?" Tony asked leaning against the kitchen counter. Luca looked over at him "Not so good today" he said "I started the medication this morning". Tony nodded "They are powerful drugs Luca, your body will take a few weeks to adjust". Luca leaned over the counter his head in his hands "I don't know if I can cope with the side effects". "Hey Luca, they will pass" Tony said calmly walking over to Luca and rubbing his shoulder. "Be patient and get through the first few days they will start easing off" Tony said comforting him. Luca stood up and placed his arms around Tony "You need a Tony hug" he said putting his arms around Luca. Luca leaned his head against Tony's chest and allowed him to hug him hard "Just bear with it Luca" he said. "I am scared" Luca confessed revealing his true feelings, Tony stroked his head. "You have me to talk to Luca, anytime you need me I will be here for you" Tony said holding on to Luca. "Thank you" Luca replied feeling a strange sense of reassurance from Tony. "You have the strength to fight this Luca and I will be by your side to help" Tony said encouragingly. Admittedly Tony hugged Luca for an unusual amount of time unable to bring himself to let go. Luca just stood there with his arms firmly around Tony, it felt so good to be close to a man again. Not just a man though it was someone who understood what he was going through and he felt great strength from this knowledge. Tony knew this was wrong and over stepping boundaries holding on to Luca in this way, he felt it was what the young guy needed right now. "How about you sit down and I finish making coffee" Tony suggested releasing Luca. Luca released his arms and sat at the breakfast bar "Am I hogging you from your other work?" he asked. Tony laughed "No Luca, I have a clear diary this week" he replied and looked at Luca "just you pencilled in". Luca half smiled "Do I need that much counselling then?" he said laughing as it sounded like a porn movie. Tony placed the coffee down and sat next to him "First time I have seen you laugh what was so funny?". Luca went bright red "I thought it sounded like I was in a porn movie". Tony chuckled "Watch a lot of porn do you?" he asked watching Luca laugh again. "No" Luca replied gently slapping Tony's arm "I don't need porn" he said giggling. Tony smiled "Everyone needs porn Luca" he said looking serious "you can learn some great techniques". Luca looked at the serious expression on Tony's face before he burst out laughing "Very funny" Luca replied. "Oh something I wanted to ask" Luca said looking at Tony "this Jason at the clinic gave me his number". He stopped and looked at Luca "Jason is an escort, pay for sex person" Tony said "don't go there". Luca laughed "Is he that expensive then?". Tony shook his head "Trust me Luca, the guy is ravaged by diseases" he paused "I shouldn't really say". Luca nodded "So you just saved me from making a mistake" he smiled "I need to keep you around" he laughed. They moved out to the garden sitting on the terrace allowing the talking to go more in depth, Tony kept it light and let Luca talk. He was taken by how stunning Luca looked and undeniable charm the belied the sensitive and loving person he was. Luca couldn't figure out why he felt so drawn to Tony, he was the complete opposite of what he usually liked in a person or picked up. Yet there was some weird science in play and he found it so easy to be just Luca with him, he had forgotten about his nausea and aching head. On their second pot of coffee and several hours later they found themselves talking about his sexual exploits on board ship and the pain he was now going through torn between two potential lovers. Luca turned seeing his mother appear on the terrace. Sarah immediately noticed the tattoos and mohican haircut mortified by what was sitting on her terrace. "Mother" Luca called out standing up looking at lot chirpier. Sarah smiled seeing how happy Luca looked today and walked over "What is going on Luca?" she asked. Tony stood up "Mum this is Tony from the clinic, he is my councillor I told you about" Luca explained. "Mrs Abario" Tony said holding out his hand "so pleased to meet you". Despite the hair and tattoos she could see the effect he was already having on Luca "Pleasure to meet you". Sarah gabbed a cup and joined them on the terrace watching and listening to Tony, it took her a while to understand that Tony was also counselling her a little. She definitely felt more knowledgeable when Tony announced he should head back to the clinic. Out of the blue Sarah invited Tony for dinner the following evening as a thank you and he politely accepted, Luca escorted Tony to the front of the house. "Thank you Tony" Luca said gratefully "you have really cheered me up today". Tony smiled "You have my number if you need to talk Luca" he replied "I am sorry about hugging you earlier". Luca looked on strangely at him "Don't be, I sort of needed it" he replied. Tony smiled "We need to keep things real Luca" he said "you know on a professional basis". Luca nodded and said he would see him tomorrow at 5pm.

Longterm reader, first time poster, here goes! A few years ago, I’m at home again, playing with myself. I’m 22, 6’3, keep pretty fit, and pretty much horny all the time. My bf at the time is 10 years my senior, stud of a guy who is all top and I love it. Mostly. Anyway, bf is working nightshift and I’m there at home stroking my 8 inch thick uncut piece. I love taking bf’s load, but lately I’ve been thinking about using a nice ass. I redownload grindr for the 50th time, and I start talking to a few guys, mostly blank profiles like me, all fantasy. This blank profile, not too far away hits me up with the headline “young” and no stats. He says he’s 18, horny for some anon dick tonight. My cock springs to attention at the thought and I tell him so. Like usual, I start to make up an excuse and finish my wank but tonight something snaps. Fuck it, I need ass every now and then, right? I ask him where he is. No surprises he can’t host and I say I can’t either - fucking in my partner’s bed seems one step too far. He says he knows a place and give me an address. Too horned up by this point I chuck on some shorts and a t-shirt and before I know it I’m in my car. A few condoms from my single days are in the glovebox, and I tuck them in my shorts in case he forgets to bring some. I’m physically shaking - from the adrenaline, the fear of what I’m doing or something else I don’t know - but my dick is aching and I know it’s in charge. Within 6 minutes I’m parked near the address he gave me. It’s warm suburban night and by the starlight I can see a new age church building, it almost looks like a daycare building from the outside. Nobody is around and I wait 4, 5, 6 minutes until a shadow starts walking swiftly up that side of the street. I slip out of my car as I know it must be him. He walks up close to me and without speaking, starts leading me down the side of the brick building. I follow him wordlessly, wondering how many times he might have led guys down the same alley. We reach the far side of the building, still with only starlight showing the way, and without ceremony he drops to his knees and grabs hold of my cock through my shorts. I’m immediately rock hard, tenting in my shorts as he goes right for my waistband, pulling down shorts and underwear all at once. He sucks the head desperately, and I know he must have been horny for hours like myself. Now I’m not the biggest fan of getting blown, but I must admit the sight of his mouth wrapped around my big head and trying to get more of it in his throat is fun to see. He’s actually cuter than I thought he’d be - short dark hair underneath his hoodie, from what I can tell a mostly hairless body, and a hunger for cock which makes it all the more hot. All thoughts of my bf busy working the nightshift are banished from my head. After a few minutes, he stands, turns and pushes his own shorts down for me. Now I’m not much of a top at this point but standing up his ass is already inches from my glistening cockhead. I start rubbing it down the valley between his two gorgeous buttcheeks, our shorts both slowly pooling by out feet. I reach with my fingers and find his boyhole, tight but slicked with the unmistakeable hint of lube. He hadn’t come to fuck around. Without thinking, I start pressing harder, sure this boy couldn’t take my thick rod without my explicit trying. I’m just rubbing it, right? A tight boy couldn’t take me with no more lube than his own prelubed hole? It slips in and I take a breath in. He doesn’t stop, continuing to gently rock in time to my tentative thrusts. Another inch, two, and like a spell broken I realise I am fucking this boy. His warm hole feels amazing against the night air and my hands fall gently on his hips as the rocking continues. He lets out the faintest moan but otherwise the night is silent, the wall of the church hiding us from the street just yards away. The gentle rocking slowly intensifies as I work to push my cock deeper inside his welcoming hole. I know I shouldn’t but I’m here and I can tell this is what the boy wanted. I lift his shirt and feel his smooth warm skin as I start to bottom out in him. He bends over slightly more as his balls start to rub against mine on each coming thrust. Having not topped in close to a year I know I won’t last long, and I start to feel my legs shake from bending slightly and holding his weight. I whisper to him how good it feels and that I’m close and he replies, “don’t stop, don’t stop”. I’m not going to. Our pace has quickened as the full length of my thick tool is sawing in and out of him on every stroke. He moans again, louder this time, forgetting how close we are to the neighbours and how still the night is. I can’t help it, his ass feels so good and as I feel my orgasm build I want to let it go. I lift his shirt up again and slam into him, slower, as I fill him up with what must be a big amount of cum. He squirms underneath me as I let the last spasms of my dick go, deep inside his velvet ass. And that’s it - immediately disgusted at myself and aware of where we are I pull out, not caring if he came or wanted to cum. Before long I’m home, vigorously showered, with the culprit shorts and underwear already in the washer. I won’t do it again, I won’t. Mostly.

I agree, it's very addictive, I will never wear a condom or have one used on me again.

Thanks guys! I looked up the names on all your suggestions. Blue Bailey seems really cool! He talks openly about being a bb bottom and poz, and is really honest!

Maybe I should take up cycling again. It's not a contact sport. Although...

John Thomas who is an exclusive at Tim Tales. He is cute. He can take a big dick or a fist. He can take big cock down his throat until his lips are against their body; in some case with dicks I would have sworn no one could swallow.

3% of the US is 10 million people. I agree there will be places that don’t or can’t control what’s about to happen and they will be lessons for all of us. If 10 million Americans die it will destroy our healthcare system. It will take years for it to recover. Buttigieg liked to say that “freedom” was not having to worry about things. Turning on your faucet without worrying whether the water will kill you. Imagine knowing anything that happens to you could kill you because you can’t get proper care. But there’s also the awareness that we LET 10 million of our friends, family, and neighbors die. It’s one thing if you’re a poor country and just can’t cope. But for the richest country on the planet to let it happen — that will destroy us. It’s literally the opposite of Make America Great Again.

Here’s Armond reeling in a big catch.

Home From University I slept really well that night and spent less time wanking and watching porn the next day. The following day, I took the occasional look to see who was online and there were a few hot guys that grabbed my attention, but the laundry room guy was noticeably absent. I was trying to be good and keep away from everyone, though. One life altering virus at a time, thank you. About seven in the evening I got a message from a pic-less profile. There wasn't much information in the text either. In the old days (3 months ago, lol), I wouldn't have even wasted my time reading the message. My pool of possible hookups was now pretty limited now and who knows when things would be getting back to normal. I opened the message and it just asked "u @ 1530 marina?" I've seen these time wasters before, but replied back with a simple "yes". There were over 250 condos in this building and right now there were over a dozen on the app that were also in this building, so I guessed it was ok to give him that bit of info. In a few minutes, I got a body pic that showed a near hairless younger guy with a nice ass and then a note "18 college guy, bottom. u got nice dick." We sent a few more messages back and forth and he seemed to be interested in hooking up. As much as I wanted to stay isolated, my hormones were starting to get the better of me. Then, I got the message "ur status says askme, so I am." "That's the end of this conversation" I said to myself and sent back "poz." Setting the phone down, I cracked open a beer and started looking for something to watch on TV. I got a few alerts back and once I started a movie I looked at my phone. The faceless guy sent "u on meds?" then "bb?" and I got a few messages from other guys, too. One said he wanted to meet when house arrest is over and the others were just guys fishing for more pics. I was surprised that the college guy had continued to reply, so I gave him answers that I was sure would scare him off "ran out of meds only bb no pullouts" and hit send. I had to rewind the stupid movie to catch the beginning. The movie was about a third of the way done when my phone buzzed again. Hitting pause, I looked to see what message I got and it was from the college guy. "wow. want to but scared" he replied. I was hesitant to keep going since I figured this was going to be a waste of time. I set the phone down and watched the rest of the movie. When I got up to go to bed, I looked and there weren't any more messages from college boy and figured he had fantasized enough, blew his load and I wouldn't hear from him for a while until that kink rose back up from his subconscious. Work was surprisingly busy the next day and I had a string of phone calls and emails to deal with and suddenly it was after 6pm. Other than a few text messages from friends and family, I didn't touch my phone at all. Once dinner was consumed, I sat back on the couch trying to decide what mindless crap to watch. My phone buzzed and it was a text from my brother checking up on me. After I answered, I looked to see what other notifications I had. There were four from college boy "u busy?", "u poz negs?", "u like my ass", and "can u host?" It was hard deciding if I was just his jack off material or if he was serious about taking a poz load or ten. The messages were all from earlier today, starting about 3:30pm and going to about 7pm, so he seemed to be serious. There was no way I was going to fuck him here, nor was I going to type out my answer to his second question but I did say a silent "hell, yeah!" I typed out my reply "done working. Nice butt needs a dick in it, how many guys fuck u?" and hit send. I barely set my phone down and it buzzed with a reply from college boy. "hope urs is next 1. 37 so far" was his reply. This was getting more interesting. If he wasn't lying, he was experienced enough to know how to take dick so it might be worth at least meeting the guy. Hitting reply, I sent back "maybe. meet on roof in 20 2 talk?" Immediately I thought to myself "Why did I do that? Nothing good is going to come of this." The roof of our building has a sundeck on part of it and then an indoor area with some couches, a few game tables and a pair of large saunas. It should be a quiet place to meet and I've fucked more than a few guys in the sauna over the years. I picked up a small piece of paper and some tape, donned my mask and headed up a little early. Getting off the elevator, I walked slowly forward through the vestibule and reached up on the other side of the arched opening and slipped the paper over the security camera lens and secured it with tape. I didn't need a thousand questions from our nosy doorman. I walked into the lounge area and sat down on one of the couches and waited. It only took a couple minutes and I heard the ding from the elevator and hoped it was the college guy. Sure enough, a figure appeared and looked around. I couldn't see him clearly, the lights were dim and he was too far away. As he approached, I could see a short, thin body in some baggy shorts and a tank top. I pulled off my mask and said "Have a seat" when he was about ten feet away. He stood in front of me a moment before he sat down in the chair next to me. I looked him over now that I could see him better and while he wasn't the type I normally go for, he was easy on the eyes. His long dark blond hair was pulled back and tied in a bun, he had small dark plugs in each ear and a small straight eyebrow piercing. His pale face was smooth and soft except for a patch of hair on his chin. I could see the nipple piercings protrude through the tight tank top he was wearing, which showed off his twinky body. He was toned but not muscled and with his compact size I imagined he would be fun to toss around on a bed when fucking his brains out. His baggy shorts hid all of the good stuff and covered down to his knees. I was surprised to see some tall lace-up black leather boots on his feet that came midway up his calf. I wasn't sure if this is how he normally dressed or was just going for an edgier look to try and impress me. He stared back at me a few seconds and finally said nervously "Hi." "Hi" I replied and paused before going on. "You seem a little persistent. Am I giving you enough jack off material?" I asked. His eyes got big and he shook his head 'no' and reaffirmed it, saying "No, its nothin' like that. I mean, it's hot thinkin' about it... and you... and I get hard as fuck when you reply but I'm serious. I wanna do this." "Ya know, its a one way street and this shit can really fuck you up" I said bluntly. He nodded and kept staring at me. "How long you been chasing?" I asked. He looked perplexed, like I was suddenly talking in Mandarin. "Chasing the bug" I added. The lightbulb went on over his head and he replied "Oh... a few months. I met a guy last semester who's poz and we had some of the wildest sex I've ever had. Its almost like a porn flick, but better. He makes me beg for his dirty seed and when I feel him cum in me its so fuckin' hot. I never blow my load from getting fucked by anyone else but I do when he breeds me." "So you're already poz, then" I said, a little disappointed since I was already looking forward to knocking him up. He smiled slightly and said "No, he's on meds and I got tested at the end of January. You really toxic?" My dick twitched and started to grow in my sweat pants. Nodding 'yes' I added "Drugs ran out about a month ago." I thought about asking why he was chasing, but I really didn't care. I just needed to know he was serious. "When you get charged up, what you gonna do? Go on meds too?" I asked. I got the perplexed look from him again. I knew he hadn't thought that far ahead. After a few moments he asked "How long can I stay off of them?" I smiled and liked his thinking. "It depends on how your body deals with it. With some guys, it can be many years and for others it's weeks" I said. I could see he wanted to ask something, but first I wanted to know how willing he was going to be spreading my strain. "Your profile says you're a bottom. Do you ever top?" I inquired. "Not very often. Most guys see my size and assume I'm a bottom. Besides, I love getting fucked" he replied. I could sense an easiness in his voice telling me he was more comfortable now. "You better start spreading your seed more. I don't want my seed to go to waste" I said with an evil grin. He looked back at me intently. "Here's the deal. I'll breed you 'til I get bored. It might even be enough to get you knocked up. If you do, then you have to pass it to at least five guys. OK?" I said coldly. I watched his jaw drop and he slowly nodded 'yes'. I really didn't care how many people he infected, as long as it was more than one. Standing up, I started to walk towards the sauna. I could sense him right behind me, just like a little puppy. Once in the men's shower area, I opened the door to the sauna, standing just outside. "Strip and get inside" I commanded. College boy dropped his shorts and stepped out of them and pulled his tank, revealing more smooth skin with not a mark on it. He was standing there in a jockstrap and his boots and I said "Jock too, leave the boots on." He pushed it off, kicked it aside and stood there, revealing a very stiff five inch cock that was surprisingly thick. I nodded my head towards the door and he walked inside. I quickly took my sweats and tee off and followed him in and closing the door behind me. "You got one last chance to leave without my bug swimming in your guts" I told him. Instead of him running out the door, I watched him climb up on the lower bench on his knees with his ass hanging off. "Give it to me" he growled. Chuckling, I told him "This ain't gonna be gentle." I knelt down and grabbed each butt cheek with my hands and pulled them apart, gazing at the pink ring surrounded by a few wisps of blond hair. I thought for a moment about how wrong it was to wreck this perfect eighteen year old's fuckhole, how much pain he was going to be in in a few minutes, the pain when the virus took over his body and maybe when his body lost the fight. My cock was rock hard and dripping precum on the floor and my little head started doing the thinking. I pressed my face between his cheeks and rimmed him quickly. He let out a moan when my tongue forced its way in, adding just a little bit of spit to his hole. Someone had taught him well and he worked his hole around my tongue, relaxing it and letting me in and then squeezing it tight. Normally I would spend a long time eating out a hole like this, but I didn't want to get caught and I had a job to do. Slapping each cheek, I stood up and nestled my cock at the entrance. Leaning over his back I said "Tell me what you want." The wait was almost nothing when he replied "Please fuck me. Breed me with your poz load." Turning my head slightly, I noticed that the plugs in his ears had little biohazard symbols on them. "Let's make that truthful advertising" I thought to myself. The moment that he finished his last word, my hand went over his mouth and I slammed my hard cock into his tender hole. He screamed out like I knew he would and it was only slightly muffled by my hand, which was now covered in his spit. "Gotta wash that hand good when we're done" I thought briefly as I pulled almost out and shoved back in. The sauna wasn't on but you wouldn't know it by looking at his face and back. He was sweating like crazy and his body was trembling as I tried to hold him still. My cock was being held by his vice-like grip which was helping my assault make all those tiny tears in his chute that would let my bug invade his body. The screaming slowed down to a loud whimper while I stood there motionless with my leaking cock buried deep inside him. I was pretty sure about this time he was having second thoughts and that this was nothing like he had imagined. "You like that poz dick deep in your ass?" I asked. I got a mumbled "Mmmhmm" back from him and replied "Good, cuz this is just the beginning." I slowly withdrew and then slammed back in again. I waited only a couple seconds this time and then began drilling into him with firm thrusts. Years of gym workouts allowed me to keep up the intensity of our fuck. Beginning with the barely lubed start to five minutes of pounding to ten minutes where his hole was sloppy from my precum, then fifteen and twenty minutes passed when my balls started to ache. I could tell a few times he seemed to be fading out of consciousness from my brutal pounding and then he would come to and start grunting again. His body was weak by this point and he was only upright by bracing himself on the bench and my hands which now were on his shoulders. "Ready to get bred?" I asked. He whimpered louder and I heard a faint "Yes... please." "Beg for it" I said back to him. he gave me several almost cliche responses "knock me up... please, poz me... give me your bug" and finally a pleading "Infect me... please!" For the next few minutes, I hammered his hole fast and hard. My cock swelled a little thicker and my balls were now pulled up tight. The hammering stopped and I slammed in all the way and heard him cry out "oh god!" I chuckled and wondered if he was now praying and for what. For the fuck to end? For him to get knocked up? Pulling out about half way I gave another shove and that's when the pulses started. "FUCK!" I screamed out, followed by "Take that toxic load, neg boy!" Ropes of cum shot out and coated the walls of his tortured chute. I could feel it cover my throbbing cock as I wrapped my arms around my latest victim. Our bodies heaved together while a few more spurts of virus infected juice pumped into him. Once my orgasm faded and my breathing slowed, I pulled my sore cock out of him. I definitely had done some damage to his fuckhole and his ass ring was an angry red. Turning him around and sitting him on the lower bench, I pushed his head to my cock. "Clean it up" I told him unemotionally. He looked up at me briefly and then began to lick around my shaft. "Like the taste?" I asked. Pulling off a moment, he asked "Is that what viral cum tastes like?" Looking back at him, I said "No, that's what a wrecked and bred hole tastes like." Once he finished licking all of the cum mixture from my cock and balls, I tilted his head back up. Grinning at him I said "You're a hot fuck" but all I got back was a blank stare. He looked exhausted and I knew he would be sore for a few days. I left him sitting there, pushed the sauna door open and then quickly dressed in the shower area. He hadn't come out by the time I headed to the elevator. Walking through, I grabbed the paper that was over the camera and waited for the elevator. As I descended down to my floor, I wondered what his response would be when I wanted to give him a second dose.

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. This is a fictional story. It never happened and any similarity to any real life happenings is coincidence. The Laundry Room I'm a dick. I know it. I'm selfish, cocky, good looking and always horny. My name is Craig and I'm definitely an alpha. I spend a lot of time in the gym and always have. I'm not a huge muscle guy, but what I have is a ripped body with a six pack, thick muscled legs, biceps to die for and the best part, almost eight inches of ass wrecking uncut dick. I'm a mixed race mutt just like both of my parents with just about every ethnicity in my DNA. I stand six foot tall and while I shave my head because I like the look, I've been letting my beard grow out during this confinement. I've got some hair on my chest which I used to shave, but I let it grow back when I got close to my recent 30th birthday. I'm not into relationships, I just need a guy to fuck on my terms and have never fucked the same guy more than three times. Usually, thats not a problem but with this stupid virus, everyone is staying home and not filling the bars, clubs and bath houses where I usually find my prey. The shit show got worse when I realized I had let my meds get too low and when I called to get them refilled, the docs weren't very helpful. No meds without lab tests and no lab tests without a visit to the doc. And "we can't see patients right now" was their reply. So there I was at the beginning of the outbreak and the bottle was empty. Each day without the pills, I got hornier and wondered how long it was going to take before I was a toxic fuck again. I worked from home, like the rest of my group when the "stay at home" order came. The occasional video conference kept me focused on work, but after dinner my mind turned to getting off. The first few weeks were filled with downloaded porn scenes and my right hand. Week three had me ordering a new keyboard since a few keys didn't work right anymore and were sticking badly from too many cum splats seeping in. I popped up a few apps on my phone to see who was around and was surprised how many guys were hunting for dick while "staying at home." I even updated my profiles, changing "undetectable" to "ask me." "Damn, a few are really close. They must be in my building" I thought. I flipped through, just looking the first night. I usually didn't want to hookup with guys in the building since I didn't want them stalking me if things went bad or they wanted more than I was willing to do. Now, though, the bar was lowered and as a couple more days passed I just needed a tight ass to fuck. Even the weather dude on the TV was looking pretty good. I grabbed my laundry bag and headed down to the laundry room. I tossed a couple loads in the washer and headed back up to my condo. I read some news and even tried watching some weird series on Netflix and then my alarm went off. Down to the laundry room I went and moved my clothes into the dryer. After I started it, I turned to go back up and I saw a guy sitting in one of the chairs. I was about to head down the next aisle (social distancing, you know) to get to the door when I saw him lick his lips and flick his finger over his nips that were clearly showing through his tight t-shirt. His phone was in his other hand and I saw him poking the screen with it. I looked again and realized he looked similar to one of the guys on one of the apps or sites I had been hitting. My phone was in the front pocket of my jeans and I felt it buzz. He smiled as I reached in and pulled it out. "Hot" was the message I saw on the screen. I opened the app up and saw the profile and yeah, it was the same guy. I quickly read "26, 5'8", 137lbs, pure Italian otter, vers btm" from the first line of his profile. His face had the same scruff and gleeming white teeth as one of the app pics. I walked over and stopped about six feet away and rubbed my crotch through my sweat pants. He gave a wicked grin and set his phone down before waiting another second. He lunged forward and landed on his knees in front of me, pushing my hand out of the way and he felt my hardening cock with his thin fingers. The more he squeezed, the harder my dick got until it popped out of the top of my jockstrap and sweats. His hand stopped and then in one quick move he tugged both down, letting my cock lay on his outstretched tongue. The guy looked up at me, his eyes pleading with me to let him suck my cock. I'm not sure why he was asking permission now since I hadn't stopped him, or even said anything to him, up to now. I reached my hand down and cupped it behind his head and pulled him a little closer. He took the hint and engulfed my cock with his lips and started to blow me. I kept my hand on the back of his head, following it as he slowly bobbed on the thick shaft, taking it further each time. His tongue and lips were working my cock over and while I usually try to stifle any moans when I'm getting sucked, he was getting me close to letting one out since he was so good. He spent a few more minutes nursing on my cock and I kept my eye on the door in case someone else came in. He was hidden by the row of washing machines, but I still didn't want to get caught. My cock kept nudging the back of his throat and he didn't seem to want to go any deeper, but I know how good a guy's throat can feel around my cock. I waited a few more times and then as he went down I pulled his head down on my cock. He let out a yell which was quickly muffled as my cock forced it's way into his throat. I got it part way in and held him there a few seconds before pulling on his hair and off my dick. He gasped for air and then I pushed him back down. I got him a little deeper this time and moved my other hand down, grabbing his curly dark hair with each fist. This time, I held his head still and rocked my hips, fucking his mouth slowly. He struggled at first but after a dozen thrusts it got easier to plow my cock into his throat. A dozen more strokes and I had my balls hitting his chin and his nose against my pubes. My cock was coated with his spit and throat slime and I could feel it drip off my balls on to the floor. I pulled his head back, almost off my cock and I heard him mumble something right before I shoved my cock back into his throat. Counting up to ten, I pulled him all the way off and looked down at him, his face was flushed and saliva was dripping off his chin. "Fuck me" he said quietly. "What?" I asked firmly. "Please fuck me" he repeated, louder this time. I grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet. Standing face to face, I looked down into his eyes and said "I only fuck bare and I don't pull out." He looked back at me and nodded and I kept my stare. I wanted to hear him say it. After a few more awkward moments he finally said "I don't care. It's been a month and I need to get fucked bad." My cock twitched and was drooling precum. I pushed him against the closest washer and bent him over. I pulled his basketball shorts down and watched them hit the floor. Gently, I kicked his legs wider before spitting in my hand. I rubbed the spit over his hairy hole and pushed it inside with my finger. Spitting in my hand again, I added some more and forced it in with a pair of fingers. That was all he was gonna get for lube. I dragged my spit covered cock along the crack that was slightly spread open from my fingers. Pressing the tip to his ring, I grabbed his hips and added some pressure. My cock was leaking and soon it started to slide inside. He groaned as his outer ring stretched and my cock pushed deeper. Once the first quarter of my dick was inside I paused, giving him a few seconds to get used to the girth. Rocking my hips, I plowed in and out, feeling his chute massage my freshly recharged cock. It had been almost four years since my cock had shot a viral load and I had no idea how potent it was right now. I knew he really needed more lube but I was just as eager to fuck him as he was to be fucked. The way my cock was leaking precum I knew it would only be a few more minutes before he his hole would be nice and sloppy. Plowing in and out, his hole felt just as good as his mouth had earlier. I moved my hands from his hips to his neck which gave better leverage as I pounded him harder. We'd been fucking for about five minutes and I slammed in, battering his inner ring and ground my hips on his ass. My cock fired off a few shots of my special seed, releasing some of the pressure in my balls. I slowly pulled back and then returned pumping my cock in and out. Fucking hard and fast before slowing down and digging my cock in different angles delayed my inevitable full orgasm. He started grunting with each of my thrusts and I could feel his vocalization in my hands that were now wrapped around his neck. I started to pump my cock in faster and suddenly felt his hole spasm around my cock and he yelled out. His orgasm milked my cock and I slammed in a few more times before my cock was flooding his guts with my viral jizz. The jets of hot cum kept coming and I felt it surround my dick. It had been a while since I had shot such a huge load. We stood there for a minute, both of us breathing heavily and covered in sweat. I let go of his neck and saw the imprint of my fingers remain on his now bruised skin. Slowly, I pulled my cock out and watched some of my cum dribble out of his throbbing hole. I gave his ass a firm slap before I pulled my sweats and jock up. My dryer buzzed and I collected my stuff out of it. I walked to the door and when I got there I looked back. He was still bent over the washer with a dazed look in his eyes. "Thanks" I said and headed back to my condo. Once upstairs, I dumped my clean clothes on the bed and folded it. Sitting down at my desk again, I set my phone to the side and checked on messages from work on the laptop. The smell of cum wafted up from my sweats and jock and it was intoxicating. My balls felt really good for the first time in weeks knowing the venom they created went into a hungry ass instead of a cum rag. The phone kept catching my eye and I opened it back up. His profile was still there, staring back at me. I read the whole thing and chuckled when I saw "neg4neg" near the end of the description.

Intro: It was a dark, stormy night in April Joey, a closeted 25 year old anal virgin, decided to redownload grindr, a4a and bbrt. Joey has only met up with two men online, and both times were to give head. He has craved the feeling of being a used up slut for dirty old men. Drunkenly, Joey made one of the biggest decision of his life... Joey made an ad on Bbrt. The ad description said “Virgin bottom, needs daddy to break him in and train him to please.” Inside the ad Joey made sure to include the kinky way he wanted to lose his sweet cherry; he wanted to find someone to facilitate a gangbang, then take sleeping pills to black out, be used by random men, and be shown the video upon awakening. He posted at around 10pm and dozed off on the couch until about 1am. He checked for replies and there was one that stood out from drugdaddyraw, it stated “have your hole cleaned and be ready to get fucked up and abused within the hour. I tracked your location, no flaking on me like all the other fags you pussy out on. “ Joey began trembling but read on, “I’m sending you my location. Be here by 2:15 or I will tell your friends, family and anyone you live with that you were trolling for raw daddy cock to bust your cherry. You are now my new fuck slave” to be continued if wanted.

Browsing through some of the gay hook-up sites earlier I got a message from a hot guy. We talked a while and both of us seemed eager to meet... I was already starting to gather the standard trick supplies and sliding on a cock ring. Unfortunately, we had neglected to discuss where we would play and it turned out he couldn't play at his place. Just as my hopes were crashing around my feet, he messaged me asking how I felt about fucking in a public place. I asked him where he had in mind without letting on what he thought turned me on. He said that there was a restroom in a grocery store that never got used at night because the few employees who worked that all used the one near the break room. I knew the store he was talking about and realized that the restroom was located in the fast food dining room, which was closed at that hour but accessible. Better yet, it was the kind where the door locked even though it had a stall and a urinal inside. I agreed and he told me to go in first and that he would make sure it was clear and follow me in, but added that we would need to be quick about it. I let him know that was no problem with me and told him I would be there at 2am. I arrived as scheduled wearing sweatpants and a jock strap, figuring that would be easy access, and spotted him as I walked in. We only made eye contact, then I walked quickly to the restroom before any employees noticed me coming in. Once inside I quickly squeezed some Wet on my fingers and reached back to lube my ass. In no time I heard the door open and turned to see it was him. He just said hi and locked the door behind him while undoing his pants. "Suck my cock a little," he said, pulling out an average, but nice-sized uncut cock. I hit my knees and wrapped my mouth around it, licking underneath his foreskin and sucking him to erection. I immediately noticed that his cock drooled precum by the buckets, which really turns me on. I love the taste of a guys precum. Soon his rod was hard as stone and jutting out firmly in front of him with a nice upwards bend. "Lean over the sink for me," he ordered and once again I complied. I pushed my sweats to my ankles and leaned forward over the sink counter to offer him my bare ass. "Nice," he commented appreciatively as I felt his hand against my butt guiding his penis between my cheeks. He milked his shaft and swirled his cock head around in a circle, sliming my puckered hole with the natural lubricant. It felt so fucking good that I moaned and flexed my hole open against his dick. He pushed about half of his dick inside me, then barely pulled back an inch. Realizing I was lubed enough and ready he fed the rest of himself inside my hungry ass all at once. I braced myself against the counter as he took hold of my hip bones and started long dicking me from behind. He was fucking me good for a few minutes when I started to try to tighten my ass on him, but he told me to stop, saying that when he barebacks a bottom he likes to feel a nice loose and sloppy ass. Hearing him talk about it totally got me hot and I relaxed my hole as much as possible. I guess he did like that, because he started to fuck me harder, pulling cock completely out of my gaping asshole and slamming it back in. Suddenly, he warned me, "I'm about to nut up inside you!" He didn't wait for approval, and emptying his seed in my guts, still pounding my ass, but keeping his cock fully inside me the whole time. When he was done, he slid out of me and before I could turn around he bent down, spread my ass open and licked the cum that was leaking out all over my anus with broad swipes of his tongue. I returned the favor and got down to suck his cock clean. We got zipped up and I left first while he stayed behind to piss. I got home and sent him an email saying I enjoyed it and to let me know next time he wanted to get his rocks off.

This is kind of how I feel too. I love the idea of the Alpha/beta or Alpha/faggot dynamic, and fantasize about it a lot. But I’m not a beta in life, and in reality would find that role very hard to accept. I’m not sure how I would pigeon-hole myself sexually: power bottom, maybe? All I know is that if a top starts ‘alpha-ing’ it up with me, I just can’t take it seriously and frankly find the whole thing slightly ridiculous: maybe it’s the Aries in me, but I always feel I could out-Alpha any top. Maybe I just haven’t come across the right one yet. I’d love to meet a top who really could get inside my head as well as my body, and make me feel like the faggot I secretly yearn to be 😉

Chapter 7: Training As I was about to learn what my training entailed I wondered why I had never met Daddy's sister. After all I had been living here for two years. In time I would come to find out she had been living overseas serving in the military. After Daddy and Melissa got caught up she ushered me into the kitchen to teach me how to cook. She left briefly to get a hot pink apron from her bag and then put it on me. I didn't dare argue. I just accepted it and went about learning how to cook. This night she taught me how to do mashed potatoes, chicken, baked beans, and cornbread. The chicken was the hardest part to learn. As dinner finished it was my duty to clean up. Daddy and Melissa talked some more. Once I was finished cleaning I went and knelt in front of Daddy. Daddy had told Melissa about my cock sucking skills and she wanted to see for herself. So Daddy took out his cock and before he could say anything Melissa chimed by telling me to get to work faggot. Ok I actually got turned on being called a faggot and I sucked Daddy's cock like my life depended on. I started deep thrusting him within a minute to show her how good I was. Because Daddy had already cum once tonight I knew I could worship his cock for a while before he came. I had slobber all over my face from the blowjob I was giving Daddy. I don't know how long I sucked him for but it wasn't long enough. I started feeling his balls tighten and knew it wouldn't be long before I was rewarded. But much to my disappointment Daddy stopped me. I hadn't even paid attention to Melissa who was now naked and playing with herself. Daddy quickly sank his cock into Melissa's pussy and shot his load inside her. They then shared a very passionate kiss in front of me. I was hurt. I felt betrayed. But in due time we would become one big happy family and this night I would look back on with fond memories. As they finished kissing Daddy told me to stay in the living room talking with Melissa. Daddy then kissed me passionately as he went to bed. Once Daddy had shut the door Melissa told me I would refer to her as Mistress from now on. As Mistress and I talked I told her my whole backstory. Daddy had told her a little about me but not everything. Mistress wasn't a cruel Mistress. She was warm and caring. She was basically the mother I should have had. We talked well into the night. I cried in her arms and she comforted me. As we got ready for bed Mistress suggested I sleep with her as so I wouldn't wake up Daddy. I just nodded and said yes Mistress. I carried her bags into the room. Mistress had me help her put away her things. She then got into bed and I crawled in beside her in her arms. I slept so good that night. As morning approached the day was gloomy. Daddy had already left for work. Rain looked like it was headed our way. I didn't move until Mistress awoke. As she awoke Mistress hugged me and kissed me on my neck. This day was going to be more cooking lessons as well as learning how to do wonderful things with my boipussy to drive Daddy crazy.

Wellesley and Sherbourne forgot the name of the park In a McDonald's Twice on Homewood

That's what cumdumps are for. Taking raw cocks and taking loads. l don't give a fuck about the bottoms health and safety. l'm just using it to get myself off. Plus l find if I piss and wash off my cock straight away l rarely catch any STDs from the dirty little pigs I fuck.

Both.

My first dick in me was raw and I was hooked. I did become POZ but the price I paid of bare backing and the feel of that warm cum Coming out of your hole and down your leg.

I pissed on this bitch the first time we met, it was unplanned, and I wasn't the only person in the park pissing on it 😆

Was in park at dusk, mainly for stretching my legs but also hoping for some eye candy. Haven't been to bookstore in ages. So I see a gray haired guy with a beard parked at the end of the lot, leaning up against his work van and smoking. I eventually walk by him, and get a nod. I nod back and he casually brushes his hand across his jeans by his crotch. I look and can see an outline of something big. I walk over to him and ask if he needs some help, and he just smiles and opens the side door and invites me in. Once we're in I sit on a bucket and he pulls out a fat 6" cock with a gigantic mushroom head. I deep throat it asap, and start bobbing up and down on it. He's loving the gum job, but pulls out and asks if he can fuck me. I drop my jeans, and get on my hands and knees with my ass aiming right at him. He gets on his knees behind me, spits on my hole a few times, and pushes slowly into me. It hurt like a mother fucker as he was thick, but after a few thrusts I got lubed a bit and really enjoyed the 10 minute fuck. I jerked off when he said he was cumming, and my load hit the floor as his was filling my hole. I got a heartfelt thanks from him, left, and by the time I had walked back to my car, my ass had leaked so much jizz my underwear were wet in back. I got home and jerked off again, licking his load out of my underwear.

Me too NL ... or should we say how Armond is handling that BIG guy(s) 😊

I always wonder what Dawson is up to.

In our current state of lockdown in Sydney things have been deathly quiet on the fuck front. Driving me insane, but I know the way things are. I have been a little bit lucky as a couple of my regulars and semi regulars have come to my place and thrown their bone down my throat and or in my cunt - but am getting nowhere near the cock and seed a cumdump like me needs for sustenance. My Indian friend has even gone on ice, and our regular Friday fuck session was cancelled last week. I suppose things are going to be like this for some time. The other night a top, who had fucked me 12 months ago or more, hit me up and started messaging me about how he hadn't had an arse to unload in for three weeks and "fucked if I am going out anywhere." He wanted me to practice COVID19 "safe sex". I was to come to his place, strip down to my jockstrap inside the opened front door, put on the gloves and face mask he was leaving there for me, proceed to the loungeroom - get on all fours on the towels on the rug and he would come in give it to me doggy and blow his bolt. I was horny as so I agreed. It all went to plan, except that I only got a good hard 5 minute fucking and was just warming up to the feel of his great cock when he dropped his wadd in me. It was promising though as he said he had offered the deal to other bottoms he knew - who had rejected it. "Can we do this regularly while this shit is on?" he asked patting my arse with gloved hand as he pulled his cock out of me. I said "anytime." Walked back to the front door - got dressed and left. Welcome to a new era!

thank you sir. I love it when guys piss on me after they finish pumping their load down my throat or up my sluthole cause it shows they have no respect for me

l never put a condom on in the first place unless l'm fucking an actual date or someone l give a fuck about. When l'm fucking some slutty bottom, they are getting my load dumped in their ass or they aren't getting my big cock

Part 7 - Once you start cheating...... A few years ago I was up in Scotland for a family occasion and was staying in a hotel in the centre of Glasgow. On the Saturday morning I woke up feeling particularly horny. I debated having a much needed wank but decided that, as I had a free morning, I would try to line up something more exciting. After a shower and breakfast I went on line and before long I was chatting to a fit guy in his mid-30s, whose name was Alex. His profile said he was a top and also said "safe only" - but he had already told me that was just in case anyone he knew saw his profile and he was definitely up for a bareback fuck. He told me his partner was supposed to be going out with one of his friends but was waiting to confirm so he was not sure if he would be free. I was really hoping I could meet up with Alex as he was a really good looking lad and I was really horny to be fucked. I didn't hear back from him for a while and I started chatting to another guy who was on his way to work in Glasgow and was really close by. He wasn't really my normal type but I was horny and so was he and soon he was in my room. He didn't say very much as I sucked his cock for a while and then licked his arse before bending over the bed. He pushed up me and began to fuck. He fucked me really well and when he came he shot what felt like a big load up my arse. When he had finished he pulled out, pulled his pants up and left. I was still feeling horny and went back online. I got messaged almost immediatley by Alex who told me his partner had now gone out and asked me if I was still up for being fucked. I told him I was definitely up for it and, after a moment's consideration, I told him I had just been fucked by another guy and asked him if he was alright with that. Alex asked me if the guy had fucked me bareback and cum in me and when I said yes to both he sent me a smiley face and told me he was on his way. A short time later, Alex arrived and he was even better looking than his pictures suggested and before long his pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and as I sucked him, he reached down the back of my pants and began to play with my arse. I moved round to give him better access and his finger went up my hole. "Oh fuck," he said "That's really horny - I can feel the cum in you!" Without a word I pulled my trousers and pants down below my arse and bent over. Alex went right up me and began to fuck. This was just what I needed - a fit guy fucking my arse and I enjoyed every minute of it. Alex fucked me for a while and then pulled out. I went down on his cock for a while and then we stripped off and soon he was back up my arse. I ended up on my back with my legs high in the air as Alex pumped a load of cum into me. Alex pulled his T shirt on and I got us both a cold drink. Alex told me he had started cheating on his partner a few years before when they were spending a week in a cottage in a rural part of France. He said they had got friendly with a couple of French guys who were holidaying in the cottage next door. They had a few drinks together one evening and early the next morning Alex had been walking down to the nearest village to get bread and milk while his partner had a lie in. He was joined by one of the guys from the cottage next door and they had started chatting and then flirting with each other and they had ended up in the woods and soon he was sucking the French guy's cock. Alex told me he was the top in his relationship and had not been fucked for a while and when the French guy said he wanted to fuck him he didn't resist - he pulled his shorts and pants down and bent over. They didn't have a condom so Alex let the guy fuck him bareback and cum in his arse. They repeated this every morning, with neither of their partners any the wiser and Alex told me he really got off on the fact that he was fucking his boyfriend every night and then taking a load of cum up his own arse every morning. About six months later he had been on a Christmas night out with his work colleagues and had a few drinks. On whe way home he got talking to his Eastern European Uber driver and they ended up parked in a quiet spot with Alex bent over the back seat as the Uber driver fucked him bareback and depsosited a big load of Eastern European cum in his cheating arse. Alex admitted that he loved letting guys cum in his arse and before long he was kneeling up on the bed in just his T shirt and socks. I licked his arse for a while and then lubed him up and slid my cock up him. I enjoyed every minute of fucking him and I could tell he was enjoying it just as much. I started slowly and then began to fuck him harder as he gave contented little grunts and then I shot a nice big load of cum right into his arse. Somehow I always enjoy shooting my load up the arse of a guy who's going home to an unsuspecting partner, especially when the guy has got caught up in the moment and maybe gone further than he meant to. One of the horniest experiences was in the mid 2000s when my friend Alan and I were spending a long weekend in Ibiza without our partners. I always had fun when I was with Alan - he always had plenty of confidence and would often go for it when I might have held back and over the years that had lead to a lot of horny experiences for both of us. One night we were enjoying a meal on the terrace of a very nice restaurant by the sea. The restaurant was getting busy and, as we had a couple of spare places at our table, the waiter asked if we would mind if another couple joined us. We said no problem and he led two guys who looked in their mid-30s to our table. When they had settled in and ordered their food, they introduced themselves. They were a couple from the north of England and had been together for about seven years. We all got on well and I liked one of the guys, David, very much - he was easy to talk to and had a similar sense of humour to me. After a while I could tell from the way the conversation was heading that Alan was discreetly trying to find out if the two lads might be up for some fun with us. He didn't get very far, however, and it seemed clear that the two of them did not play around. A little later, his partner had gone to the toilet and David asked us what we were doing the following afternoon. He said his partner was going to visit some historical site with a friend and he would be free. Alan told him we were intending to visit the gay beach at Es Cavallet and invited David to join us. We arranged a time and place to meet and I was interested to note that David did not mention the arrangement to his partner when he came back to the table. Alan and I had some fun in a club that night and the following afternooon we set off to get the bus to the beach, meeting David at the bus stop as arranged. I still wasn't really sure if David was just intending to spend the afternoon with us at the beach or if he had anything else in mind. I knew that Alan had every intention of getting into David's pants and I was happy to let him take the lead. Once at the beach, we hired three loungers and found a spot set back in the dunes, just out of sight of the beach and settled down for the afternoon. David was good company and the three of us enjoyed swimming in the sea, listening to music and reading. There was also quite a bit of flirting going on and when Alan stripped off his shorts and lay face down on his lounger, I could see David checking out his arse. After a while, Alan turned over and lay on his back. His cock was starting to harden and and he took hold of it and motioned to me to join him. We were completely hidden from the beach so I went over to Alan, knelt down beside his lounger, took his cock into my mouth and began to suck it. I looked over at David, who was watching intently. I sucked Alan's cock for a while and then motioned to David to come over. He hesitated, but only for a moment. Soon his cock was out and in my mouth and I took turns sucking him and Alan and then David went down on Alan. David was bent over with his arse in the air and I pulled his cheeks apart and began to lick his hairy arsehole. We changed places and now I was rimming Alan as he sucked David's cock and then Alan reached into the pouch of his bag and handed me a small sachet of lube. I took it and rubbed some lube into his hole as he continued sucking David's cock and then I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock and pushed it slowly right up his arse. I fucked Alan for a while and then motioned to David to come round and take his turn. Once more he hestitated, but only for a short time and then he moved round beside me. I pulled out of Alan's arse and took hold of David's cock but he pulled back. "I....I... can't," he muttered, "I need a condom....." I said "We don't have any." as I pulled his cock towards Alan's arse. David was silent for a moment and then he moved in behind Alan and seconds later he pushed his bare cock up Alan's arse and began to fuck him. I moved closer to him and soon my hand was on his arse as he fucked Alan and then my finger found his hole. I began to finger David's hole as he fucked Alan and then I put some lube on my finger and began to push it into his arse. David was close now and before long I felt his arse clenching on my finger as he began to shoot his load into Alan.. When David had finished cumming he pulled out and Alan stood up and moved in behind him, motioning to him to bend over. "No," he said, "I....I....can't....." David's voice tailed off as Alan positioned himself behind him and began to push the head of his cock against David's hole. Then David bent forward and Alan began to fuck him. It was a real turn on to watch Alan barebacking David's hairy arse hole and soon I could tell that Alan was getting close. I wondered if David would ask him to pull out but he didn't say anything as Alan pushed his cock up David's arse and held it there, shooting his load deep into him. I went up David's arse as soon as Alan pulled out and now there was no resistance. David was moaning softly and playing with his cock as I fucked him and after a while I realised we were no longer alone. A tall dark haired guy was watching us fuck, his hand down the front of his shorts. I grinned at him and he grinned back and moved closer as I took hold of David's hips and began to fuck him harder. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer and soon I was shooting my load right into David's arse. The dark haired guy had his cock out now and was wanking and when I pulled out of David's arse, he moved forward. David looked round but did not say anything as the dark haired guy pushed up him and began to fuck. After about ten or twelve thrusts, he threw his head back and pushed hard up David's arse and I knew that David was getting another load up him. When he pulled out, I could see the cum sliding out of David's hole - it was a very horny sight. David was very quiet as we all went for a swim and he left a short time later. I was fairly sure he had not intended to go as far as he did - and had almost certainly not intended to end the afternoon with three loads of cum up his arse. I had another very horny experience a few years ago when I was spending a weekend in Brighton with one of my friends, Peter, who was over from Germany. We were staying in a hotel on the sea front and that night we went out for a meal and a goup of lads in their mid-20s were at the next table. It was not long after same sex marriage was legalised in the UK and we had learned earlier that they were on a stag weekend for one of the group - a slim, dark haired lad called Jordan. We had got talking to Jordan and another lad, Sam, who was Jordan's best man, in the hotel bar earlier that afternoon. Jordan was a nice lad and told us that he had been with his partner since they met at university and he was really looking forward to his wedding. When Jordan was at the bar, Peter asked Sam if he would have to keep Jordan on the straight and narrow on his stag weekend. Sam laughed and said there would be no need, as he had never known Jordan even look at another guy since he had met his boyfriend. A little later, Peter and I were having a drink in one of Brighton's gay bars when the lads from the stag party came in. Jordan had now obviously had a few drinks and was clearly enjoying himself. They stayed at the bar for some time and were still there when we left. About an hour or so later, Peter and I were rounding off the evening in one of the smaller gay bars. After we had been there a short time, Jordan, Sam and another lad came in and soon they were downing shots with a couple of guys who had been standing at the bar. I noticed that Sam was flirting with one of the guys while the other guy chatted to Jordan. A little later I got up to go to the toilet and I noticed that Jordan was no longer at the bar and nor was the guy he had been chatting to. I made my way downstairs to the toilet and went in. The toilet had two cubicles and a long urinal and I noticed that one of the cubicle doors was shut. I took a piss and then waited for a moment but no one came out of the cubicle. After a few more minutes, I decided to satisfy my curiosity and went quietly into the other cubicle. The music from the bar, though still quite loud, was muffled and I was fairly sure I could hear noises which suggested that more than one person was in the other cubicle. I climbed carefully up onto the toilet and looked over. Jordan was bent over the toilet, his pants and trousers at this ankles and the other guy was standing behind him, fucking him up the arse. The guy doing the fucking was quite good looking and I had a perfect view of his big thick cock thrusting up Jordan's slim arse. It was a very horny sight - especially as I could see that the guy wasn't using a condom. As I watched, Jordan bent further forward and I could hear him moaning as the guy began to fuck him harder. I watched as he thrust up Jordan's arse a few more times and then held his cock still and I knew that he was breeding Jordan's soon to be married arse. Jordan and his friends left the bar shortly afterwards, with Sam and the other guy supporting a very drunk Jordan, presumably with no idea that his cheating arse had just been loaded with cum in the toilet. Part 8 to follow

*This is my first attempt at writing on this site, and work in progress. After years of wanking I figured I may as well be creative too. Any similarities to actual people or events is entirely fictional.* My name is Josh, and this is the story of how I became Pup Maximus: a journey I’d always been on the road towards it seems since I was first introduced to kink many years ago, and which culminated in an unforgettable night that changed my life. Growing up I’d always been fortunate to be in an understanding family. We ate reasonably healthy at most meals, playing outdoors with other children was encouraged, and a moderately physical regimen of soccer and cross country in high school and college meant as an adult I’d adopted a lean, muscular physique. At 24, I’d graduated late from the university with an engineering degree and started a new job, spending much of my free time at the gym keeping up old habits and slowly branching out socially at work and in the local gay scene. I was wrapping up my gym routine on a Tuesday afternoon after work, finishing a 4-mile run on the treadmill when my phone beeped through my headphones to indicate I’d received a new text message. As I stopped the machine and finished wiping it down, I opened my phone to read the message as I walked to the locker room to shower. My buddy Bryan, a fellow kinkster and pup had messaged me, there was going to be a pup party with several handlers and masters this Saturday – was I going? I felt a reflexive thickening in my workout shorts as I finished reading the message as my cock responded to the animal instincts my pup side loved to revel in. Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I opened my locker and disrobed, grabbing my towel and headed for the shower, pausing as we all do to admire the work years of effort had wrought in the mirror. At 6 foot even, I was 185 lbs of lean muscle, my white skin saw the sun when I ran outside but little otherwise. Appreciably sized arms and shoulders gave way to a mostly firm chest covered in a soft layer of brown fur, which trailed down my abs towards my cock, which sat in stark contrast to my thick bush. My hazel eyes glanced at my scruffy face. In a weeks time it might be a more presentable beard, but for now it was that slightly scraggly in-between, I made a mental note to clean it up a bit before this weekend. Admiring my firm ass for a moment I reached down and gave my cock a playful tug, savoring the momentary absence of other men in the locker room to pleasure myself. As I pulled the foreskin back across the head of my cock I felt it began to thicken and swell in response, my limp 5 inch cock slowly beginning its journey to it’s full 7 and a half inch erect size. I stepped away from the mirror into the shower and stroked under the water for a few minutes, enjoying the sensations in the post endorphin high from working out, thinking on Bryan’s text message. All of Bryan’s pup events he attended were always fun, and I’d become more comfortable with each passing one with being a pup, losing myself in the escape of it all, that unbound freedom to just be who I really was without needing to meet any of societies choking expectations, just cavorting away with my fellow animal minded men, thrusting into and being thrust into with them. I finished my shower, toweling off carefully to avoid spurring a repeated erect amid the locker room’s attendees, and as I got dressed I messaged Bryan back - I was up for going. We exchanged a few other texts: time, place, gear, expectations. I spent much of the rest of the week preparing for the event, trimming down the forest of my pubes to something more presentable, and trimmed the slowly forming beard so that it was cleanly defined. Bryan’s instructions had mentioned that there were to be strict rules regarding play at the party, pups were expected to serve the master that chose them for play and were asked not to cum for as long as possible before arriving. By Saturday evening I had a steady stream of precum leaking from my cock as I laid out my clothing for the night: a black and red pup hood, matching colored harness, jockstrap, socks, and sneakers. Red was always a power color for me, one that matched my sexual energy and aggression, on both sides of the equation. Donning my gear I stared in the mirror at the otter pup before me and felt my cock start to rise in my jock, my precum staining the fabric. Doffing my hood, I placed it into a backpack and donned jeans and a light jacket over my gear, then packed a few bottles of water, lube, condoms, and fresh poppers in my bag. Taking a deep breath to calm excited nerves, I locked my apartment and went to meet up with Bryan and attend the nights festivities. A brief subway hop took me to Bryan’s apartment, where his smiling face greeted me at the door as we shared a brief kiss as hello. Bryan is kind of my opposite, 6’3”, bearded but otherwise hairless, honey-brown skin, and a whopping 225lbs last he’d checked of burgeoning muscle. Just watching him pick up a glass of water and hand it to me memorized my eyes by the play of muscle under the skin. “Oye, pay attention damnit.” He said, laughing as he waved the glass of water in front of my face. I laughed nervously, taking the glass from him and taking a drink to pause and collect my thoughts before apologizing. “Sorry man, but you know what it’s like when you’ve not gotten one off in a few days. Everything becomes distracting.” That elicited a laugh from him before he exited to the bedroom to get dressed for the evening. I followed, laying on the bed as he stripped and exposed his muscular ass to me and his limp, seven inch cut cock. My own member stirred in my jock as I remembered the first time I’d felt his full 9 inches burrow deep inside me, the first time I’d ever been barebacked as a pup. We’d become best friends it seemed like ever since. Finishing his own prep, Bryan was the green to my red, a color that while I had no affinity for, was nonetheless calming in it’s shade, helping make the giant man he was something less intimidating. He growled at me playfully, cock rising steadily, and I gave him a questioning look. “It’s been a few weeks Josh, let me help you warm up for the evening.” Bryan moved purposefully towards me, flipping me over onto my stomach and tossed me my hood from my bag. Putting it on as he pulled down my jeans, I took a hit of poppers from the bottle on his nightstand and sighed as the world outside fell away and only my inner animal was allowed to remain. His wet tongue was at my hole first, slowly probing the entrance to my love canal while his strong hands kneaded my furry buns. A minute of this had his spit dripping down my taint and onto my balls, soaking the fabric with more than just my precum. He withdrew behind me and stood up and I felt the hefty slap of his swollen manhood against my hole. While not as thick as I was, nine inches is nine inches, and he waited patiently as I took a double hit of poppers before feeling him begin to work his way inside me. Steady pressure at first, as my body and mind fought with each other until with a gasp and stretch, I felt him move inside me, the head of his raw cock pushing into my ass as it had so many times before. A low, animal whimper and moan escaped my mouth as he slowly sank his shaft into my hungry hole. I grunted at the initial discomfort as he pushed past my second ring and came home, resting deep inside me, with his balls against my hole. I could feel him throbbing, fighting back the urge to cum, and I squeezed my ass around his shaft playfully, knowing even still his precum was leaking into me. “Hey that’s no fair Josh, I can’t cum either yet damnit.” Bryan gave a few gentle thrusts back and forth before withdrawing, leaving my empty, but desperately hungry inside. I flipped over, looking again at him with questioning eyes. “Well if you can’t finish what you started then when start pressing my buttons ya beautiful mutt?” While expressions are hard to tell beyond the cock of a head in a hood, I could tell he was grinning slightly, which gave way to a sheepish smile as he took off and packed his hood. “Well I wanted to see how deeply you prepared for one…and I always love spending time in you. You know that Josh, right? Tonight we wont get to play together but I wanted to have just a taste anyway.” I pulled off my own hood, packing it away as I pulled my jeans up and gave him a kiss. We’d decided long ago that a relationship wasn’t for us, but we still had moments like these that always seemed to give us both an awkward pause. “Anyway” he continued, “my understanding is that Masters are going to pick pups for the evening. Are you excited?” “I am” I replied, “though I’d be lying if I wasn’t slightly hesitant about taking orders from someone I don’t know. Are they all new, or some regulars?” “A mix I think, I know Dan and Patrick will be there” he responded. Dan and Patrick were friends we’d know for 5 months, a couple that enjoyed playing with others in and out of kink, but always topped. As we locked up his apartment and set out for our destination for the evening, I shivered slightly from the low seventies temperature outside and the excitement within me. Another subway hop and a brief walk brought us to a dimly lit, four story townhouse in what looked to be a nicer neighborhood, which caused me to relax slightly. A knock on the door of the residence left us waiting a minute before the door opened, revealing what was undoubtedly a Master. Leather clad head to toe was a man of Bryan’s stature, with a sizable bulge resting in his crotch. Likely Italian or Greek descent I thought to myself, with thick fur poking out from the top of his shirt and melting into a well groomed but equally thick beard, and deep brown eyes. We checked in politely with him, Bryan offering our names to be checked off, before we were invited to proceed inside, with instructions to head to the first room and get prepared. We did as ordered, entering the front room with curtain drawn and only a few candles for illumination. We disrobed from out street wear, tossing them into our bags, and I put a bottle of poppers on a chain around my neck as we donned our hoods. Thus in uniform, we reemerged to the main hallway to find our door greet and presumed host waiting. After a nod of approval, he motioned us to follow, leading us upstairs to a large loft area with several other individuals already present. Couches had been arrayed to face a series of five standalone circular ottomans, with several other Masters and handlers on the couches facing three other pups on all fours. “Red, you take the one on the end, green, take the other one.” Our hosts voice was deep, calm, self-assured, and above all else, commanding. The kind of voice that you found yourself agreeing with unconsciously, that never needed to yell or shout to get it’s point across. By the time I realized I’d registered what he’d said, Bryan and I were on all fours, waiting patiently. Our host walked to the middle of the room, taking a moment to ensure all eyes and ears were focused on him before he spoke again. “I am Master Marcus. Welcome to my home handlers, fellow Masters and Sirs, and of course, precious pups. Tonight is a night of exploration, where we each find one another and test the limits of what we are capable of. Pups, all we ask is you trust your superiors, and to obey without question. If you cannot do that, I invite you to gather your things and to leave now.” A pause hung in the air, a formal not of finality. After a few second, it seemed to pass and looks of approval seemed to register within the faces on the couches. Master Marcus snapped a finger and a handler came over with a small basket, which he began foraging around in. After a moment, he withdrew a strip of paper and stared at me. “It seems my boy, you and I will have the pleasure of one another’s company tonight.” Inside my jock, my cock began to leak again.

My popper fogged mind tried to process his words as he drove the dildo in and out of my second sphincter a while longer. Feeling tender as he withdrew it from my body I felt a decided pop of air as it left my body. My hole was more than certainly stretched as wide as it had probably ever been in recent memory. His hands caressed my ass and I felt the warm wetness and scruff of his beard as he began to rim my gaping pup kunt. One hand left me, then another. After a moment, his mouth left my ass and I find myself suddenly craving his attention again. Anything, a toy, his touched, his hot mouth, anything. Another sound off unzipping came from behind my body, and I felt his presence return between my legs. “Inhale boy. Let your senses fly.” I responded with a deep woof and took a double hit. My paws had barely closed the bottle of poppers when I felt it a shift on the bed as he came behind me. My restraints were undone, and I came around to face my handsome master, moaning as I saw him in his glory. Cap still on his head, he’d lit a cigar as he’s come to bed, and resting semi erect against his torso was easily the largest uncut cock I’d ever had face to face in my life. Still growing, it was already 8 inches and continuing, and his girth was swelling to the size of my forearm. Large, egg sized nuts sat hanging low in his sack against the bed, a thick red cock ring at the base of his manhood standing out sharply against his black fur. I longed to embrace him, to worship him, but I knew my place here. Had it spanked into my ass and myself caged to remind me of that place. He was my superior here, and frankly, I found myself wanting that on more than just a kink level as he sat there slowly puffing. His obscene cock continuing to engorge with blood, foreskin slowly rolling back as he neared the apex of his erection. An easily ten inch, thick, veiny uncut slab of cock lay against the man before me. His foreskin had rolled back to reveal a beautifully swollen purple head, leaking his precious precum. “If you come forward, and take this cock into your mouth, I expect you to worship it boy. This is the most superior cock you will have ever taken inside you. Worship it well and I will fuck pup, I will cum inside you, and you will be mine. Forever.” He puffed his cigar, his words hanging in the silence. “Unlike the other master’s here boy, my seed is special, potent, and toxic. Do you understand me?” I sat there on all fours, numbed momentarily. This god of a man before me had HIV, and he wanted to fuck it into my body and infect me. No warning bells sounded; no voice of alarm echoed through my head. He’s paddled that out of me and tease my hole open beyond the point of concern. He was truly my superior, in every way, and I needed him to become part of me, whatever the cost. I just looked at him in the eyes and nodded, and affirmative woof leaving my lips. Reaching a hand to the back of my head, he pulled my face towards his cock and ordered me to begin. My lips were greeted by the wet sweetness of his precum and I ribbed them against his cock head. My hand reach forward to grasp his fat shaft, causing more of his clear nectar to ooze forth as I opened my mouth to seal my fate. My other hand reach to the base of his shaft as his head entered my mouth and I began to rub my tongue sexually against it. Every fiber of my being was electrified in this moment, suffused with a need to worship this man, though any means necessary, and make him feel good. A low growl escaped his lips as I dedicated my life to please him in this moment, my hand alternating strokes up and down his thick meat while my head bobbed up and down upon it’s tip. Slowly, my jaw managed to relax more and more and he began to work himself into my throat, which struggled to contain his presence. I could feel his girth making my throat tender after several minutes spend sucking and choking as he growled and voice his approval, one hand always on the back of my head, in control. After several more minutes of this, his hand withdrew and I stopped immediately, looking up at him as his cock withdrew from my mouth, precum and spit coating my beard beneath my hood. “Are you ready to become mine pup, to have part of me inside you forever, and be owned by me the rest of your life?” I squeaked out an affirmative woof off key, his cock in my through had done a number on my ability to speak, but earned a beaming grin from him nonetheless. He stirred, pulling me up and pushed his lips against mine under the snout of my hood. The smell of his muck and smoke hit my nose, as my tongue danced against his and my heart began to beat even faster, the last vestiges of the human me fading fast as he picked me up and carried me back over to the sling. Depositing me, my legs were again restrained, but arms free, and I rubbed his beautiful coat of fur as he pulled out lube from the side table and began to finger fuck me. As he touched me inside with his hand, fingers probing to the second knuckle deep, borderline trying to fist my ass, I felt my cock once again begin to stir, and I whimpered apologetically as it continued to rise, eventually filling it’s confines, somewhat painfully. He withdrew his hands and began to lube the upper part of his shaft, rubbing the fat mushroom head of his cock against my hole, teasing it again and again. “Time to be fucked forever boy. I own your life as of now.” Before I could take liberties with poppers or he could order it, he pushed the head of his cock in with a firm thrust and I saw stars. Even with my prior stretching, there was a definitive stretch as the thick heat of his member entered my body, eliciting a and unintelligible and loud moan I’m sure could be heard from the street. I felt my hole tense up and legs shake, my eyes rolled back with the pain and pleasure his entry caused me. Looking down, he stood between my legs, the towering mass of his cock outstretched between us, connected to my body with his fat head resting within my loins. He nodded down at me with a smile, telling me what a good boy I was, reaching forward with a hand to rub my fur and grasp the bottle of poppers around my neck. A firm yank broke the slender chain and he uncapped the bottle, drinking in it’s fumes over several hit before ordering me to hit hard. As the nigh drunken rush of poppers hit me I saw his head roll back in the air towards the ceiling in the firelight, and he began to push inside of me further. The next several minutes were spent with me steadily huffing on command as more and more of his massive cock pushed inside of me until I felt him push against my second ring. I looked up at him with concern in my eyes through my hood, knowing he still had another few inches to go at least. Both of his hands began to rub my chest and tease my nipples, relaxing my body as he gave another order to inhale deep. And again. And again. “I’m sorry my boy, but this is necessary, and you will thank me later.” He thrust, hard. I felt something inside myself give as he rushed past my second sphincter and I felt the hair of his thick bush resting against my hole. His hand took mine and guided it down to my belly, where I felt the bulge of his cock making itself known to my touch. “ I’m part of you forever now baby, no other man will be enough to satisfy you.” He pulled back, dragging part of my insides with his fat cock head as he withdrew, my eyes rolling back in my skull as this sensation took over my body. I felt warm heat being replaced my heartless vacuum, emptiness as he withdrew his cock to the tip, pulling my hole outward slightly as he did so, and then began to push back inside again. A strong ache as he pushed past my second sphincter again and into me, the bulge reappearing under our hands. Another withdrawl and insertion. After a minute of the slow, rhythmic pace I felt my body relax, every last nerve either too frayed by the pain or to numb with pleasure to continue resisting. He began to slowly increase his pace as I find myself floating along on the tides of his lovemaking and the high of the poppers we began to share together. This man, this HIV-positive, charged up, toxic bull of a man was fucking me, wanted to be my Master, and own me. And it felt to right, so proper to think that as I lay there with my legs suspended, his manhood sawing my body in half at a steady pace. His balls began to slap my firm ass at a steady rate as the wet slurping sound of my gaping pup kunt stretched around his shaft filled the room, my moans and his grunts playing back and forth through the space between us. His breathing began to grow heavier and heavier, as his cock unbelievably began to swell further with his pending orgasm, the thrust becoming less tender and more forceful as he approached his climax. “You are my pup. My owned boy. You serve me.” His thrusting became painful inside, my insides bruising under his assault, my hand feeling the impact as he bottomed out again and again inside me. “You are my pup. My beautiful, furry, POZ pup.” He yelled loudly, grasping both my legs and bottoming out inside me. I felt his member throbbing inside me and beneath my hand, the wet string of his seed flooding my bruised fuck chute as he spent himself, and to my surprise I felt the wet splash of my own seed rocketing from my cock in it’s cage, coating my fur in what was likely my last negative load. Master stayed inside me until his cock grew limp, fall out heavily from my destroyed hole with an unceremonious plop. I could feel a wet trickle of seed and most likely given everything, blood, dripping from my hole as his sweaty from took a step backwards and he reached towards the table to grab a massive tail plug, pushing it inside me. No additional lube was needed- between his load and my internal juices leaking, it fit with only minimal resistance. He helped my weak form out of the sling and over to the bed, laying beside and spooning me, one arm possessively wrapped around me. “You are Pup Maximus now boy. You gave it your all, and I will make sure you always have it.” It’s been 3 years since that day, and true to his word, we are married and I am a happily owned and proud POZ pup, serving my Master daily as his daily pup to fuck and on occasion when I’m a good boy, filling other pups under his supervision with my masters seed from my balls.

Other Masters began to stand and approach the basket held by a handler, one by one they withdrew strips of paper to claim a pup for the evening. As the last strip was called out, Master Marcus turned to address the handlers, “Thank you for those who brought your owned pups here to share with us this evening, I promise they will all be treated well. You are free to roam the first and second floors at your leisure, beer and other alcohol is in the kitchen.” Master Marcus dropped his strip of paper to the floor and walked slowly towards me, reaching out with his hand to rub my head and took his other and slowly, sensually, began to trace a line of sexual fire down my spine towards my ass. Without thinking, only reacting, I moaned as my cock began to thicken in my jockstrap and my ass rose in the air as he reached the small of my back. “You are a fine specimen my boy, and I look forward to training you this evening. Are you ready to obey your Master pup?” he said, leaning in close to my neck, emphasizing the word master as he spoke in the same calm, controlled, authoritative voice. I could feel the heat of his breath against my skin, sending goosebumps and shivers through my body as one hand began to gently rub my hairy chest and the other cupped by ass cheek, and I gave him an enthusiastic bark to affirm my approval with him taking control. “Stand up pup, and follow your Master.” I obeyed, standing and moving on legs that had lost a will of their own, and followed him up two flights of stairs to the very top floor of the townhome. A large set of double doors were opened by him, leading into a spacious bedroom with a massive bed covered by play sheets, sitting beneath a heavy, wrought iron four post frame. Leather restraints, spreader bars, handcuffs, and rope all hung from the overhead rails. To the left of the entrance was a fireplace with a gentle fire roaring, in front of which a sling had been erected, a soft fur lining pad placed within. Right of the entrance was another set of doors that I presumed went to a bathroom of sort, thought he doors at present remained closed. As I took the bedroom in, Marcus moved behind me and I heard the bedroom door shut, and the unmistakable click of a lock and the heavier sound of wood against wood. I stood there, feeling nervous as he remained out of my line of sight, feeling his presence close behind me, until I felt his chest against my back, the bulge of his crotch against my cheeks. His muscular arms came around and he hugged me from behind, slowly rubbing his hands across my furry chest and teasing my nipples over and over again. Pleasure began to build within my body, my cock swelling towards full mast within my jock, precum steadily pouring from my piss slit. As I tossed my head back in surrender his left hand came up to meet my throat, slowly but deliberately cutting off my air. “Tonight I’m going to make you mine boy, and you are going to earn my superior seed. We will start with your first lesson now. Take off your jock boy, you will never again cover yourself in my presence, is that clear?” I woofed my affirmative and doffed the jockstrap immediately before he continued, his hand grasping my balls painfully. “Now lay down in the sling and get comfortable, and you’ve 10 seconds to lose that erection boy. I didn’t give you permission to get hard like a man.” After not cumming for days and being in this environment I whimpered my compliance and stumbled over to the sling, desperately willing my erection to fade. I settled into the very comfortable confines of the sling and place my hands and ankles in the clearly designated restraints. Master Marcus secured me, each one with the sound of a lock clicking, each lock clicking doing nothing but making my cock continue to point upwards towards my face, drooling precum onto my hairy abs. If he was angry, or disappointed, his face didn’t show it. Master Marcus pulled a small table on wheels out from a closet and set it next to the sling. In my limited field of vision I could hear and see him manipulating some manner of metal. A cloth was put over my muzzle and the familiar aroma of popper washed through my senses, disorienting me I felt the sharp pressure of what could only be a needle push into my cock and a brief pressure as something was injected. The cloth was withdrawn and I looked at Master Marcus with concern. He responded, reading that worry within my eyes. “You submitted to me downstairs pup. You belong to me now. And that means you WILL obey your superiors rules. Take this night to learn boy, I don’t take kindly to having to repeat myself. The injection will get rid of your erection in short order.” Sure enough, even as he was speaking, I could feel the pressure in my cock lessening. He rubbed my chest and played with my nipples as my manhood continued to shrink to its normal unaroused state. I felt the chill of metal around my balls and his hand on my cock as he worked what was unmistakably a cage being put around my cock. Deep inside, I felt new levels of arousal sweep through me, and found myself grateful for my Masters foresight – I’d of not been able to contain myself were it not for his actions, I’d of lost my load right then and there. Master Marcus stood up, stepping out of my field of vision as I heard a zipper descend, the sounds of clothing being removed. When he returned to my vision, standing between my legs, I woofed excitedly at what I saw. His chest was strongly build, a working mans body and it was coated in a thick forest of fur that put my own to shame, thick, quarter sized nipples protruded from this, and as he ground his crotch against my exposed hole he rubbed them gently. I could feel the leather pants still covering his groin, but there was definitely *something* growing within. My own inner pup hunger to be filled came roaring to the forefront, and I whimpered upwards towards him. “Not yet boy.” He said, looking down towards me both possessively and with a glint of something else. “You are going to have to earn taking IT inside you.” His hands moved to the side table again and I heard the sound of lubricant being applied to something. He held up a modest dildo for me to see, then placed the poppers rag over my snout again and I relaxed, drinking in their aroma as he began to work the dildo inside my ass. Slow, steady pressure saw my ass quickly opening to stretch around the artificial cock he was pushing inside me. The stretch carried slowly inside of me, the girth of his instrument began to push against my prostate and I moaned loudly as his hit that pleasure knob inside my ass. Back and forth he continued to slowly fuck me for several minutes, refreshing my popper rag halfway. His other hand explored my body as he labored and I reveled in the lines of passionate fire his touch caused against my skin. With an unceremonious slurp, the false penis was removed from me and I found myself empty, involuntarily whimpering. “Damn boy, not many guys precum as much as you do, even when soft. That’s a good pup.” Restraints were removed and I was helped up by his strong grasp, popper rag falling to the floor as I stood up. I stumbled slightly as I came to rest on my two legs, a combination of my former position and the poppers still addling my senses. He caught me, holding me against his furry torso, and I drank in his intoxicating aroma of musk. He dragged me to the bed and ordered me on all fours, which I quickly scrambled to heed. As I reached his requested position, leather cuffs were placed around my wrists, held together by heavy chain. “It’s time to discipline you for your earlier disobedience boy. You are not to have an erection in my presence without my permission, EVER”. As he emphasized the last word, I heard the air split behind me a second before a painful smack against my cheeks. I cried out as the blow rippled through my body, my ass igniting with fire where it had struck across both cheeks. “You are my pup. My owned boy. You serve me.” *Wack* Another blow against my ass, just as firm. He repeated this mantra for what felt like an eternity after the fifth paddle, but what was likely only a minute. “Take a hit of your poppers boy, I hope they are fresh.” I obeyed, eager for the escape from the stinging coming from my rear end, sniffing deep. AS the initial hit settled and I found myself riding my high, I felt my hole once again being penetrated. Master’s groin was rubbing against my foot, and the cold sensation as it entered me told me it had to be another dildo. Thicker than the last, and longer, he spend another few minutes probing me inside, teasing my upper sphincter until it loosened enough that the toy was able to pop in. I grunted hard as my body convulsed involuntarily from that stretch. Bryan had fucked me a number of times, but he was not thick like this and it was an unaccustomed stretch. “Take another hit boy and relax. You are committed to being my boy and serving, you I promise you that you WILL need to open that up to fit me inside you.”

It took me only 3 years before my first BBC. Beautiful 9in and thick. Spilt me wide open.

Love being the first to eat out a str8 guys virgin ass.

(This story is pure fictional) Part I : Who’s next?! Joey is only 21 and made a fortune with posting videos YouTube. For more than 4 years, mostly teenage girls have watched him doing stupid stunts and pranks without his shirt on. His followers fantasize about him, his muscled bronzed torso, his long blond hair and piercing blue eyes. What they don’t know is that Joey also has a depraved dark side. In the last 2 years he created a gang of 9 fit, hung boys between 18 and 21, and together they prey on mostly hot, straight boys to convert them and add to his gang. 2 boys started gay and 7 boys are straight/bi guys that got converted into predators with a high vl. All boys share the same pozz dna that they got from Joey. (How Joey got pozzed and depraved, I will explain in a later story.j Joey and his gang are chilling at the skate park, when a voice asked, “Are you that Joey guy from the videos”. Joey turns around and looks in to the eyes one of the most gorgeous guys he seen. “Yes i am!” Joey replies. “My ex-girlfriend, the whore, is a big fan. So if i can make a photo together then the bitch will be fucking jealous!” the boy says. “Sure,” Joey replies and takes his pose. “Thanks! Have a great day” says the boy. “Wait! … You look like a cool dude, soon do you want to join us?” Joey answers. The boy says “Sure! I’m Omar”. “Omar, you’re not really dressed for hanging out?!” Joey tells him. Omar answers him and says “I know I just got off from work!”. “Get the backpack” Joey orders the boys. One of the boys hands him the bag and Joey takes out a short and a shirt, hands them to Omar and says “Keep it!”. Omar stutters and says “Thanks! But these are very expensive”. “Not for me!” He smiles and then orders Omar to put them on. This will give Joey a chance to admire the Moroccan boy. Omar removes his shirt and trousers without showing any shame. The boys see his light-colored hairless athletic body and a huge limp cock between his legs. Joey says “why would your girlfriend leave that donkey dick?!”. “I kicked her out because she didn’t want to try anal!” Omar replies laughing. All the boys start laughing. “A fan offered to be my and my boys personal slut this evening. She is hot and a total whore. Definitely in to anal and dp. Do you want to join us in my penthouse in fucking her all night!” Joey asks him out of the blue. “Hell! Yeah!” Omar replies, not knowing that there is no fan and that he’s going to be the bitch that get fucked all night. Omar’s life will change forever. Part II : Getting him high The boys arrive at Joey penthouse and start taking of their shirts. “Get comfortable! Want a drink?” Joey asks. “Yes please!” Omar says while taking of his shirt and takes place on the big leather sofa. Joey hands Omar his drink and takes a big gulp of his own. The boys all take a seat in the big living room and start drinking. Omar takes his first gulp of the very sweet beverage not knowing that the taste is to mask the G that is added. All boys drink the same G-laced concoction. One of the boys starts handing out pills. “Viagra! So you can keep a hard-on all night!” Joey explains. The boy hands Omar his pill - a fake one that does nothing. The rest of the boys swallow their real pills while Omar swallows his fake one. They going to reprogram him by making him into a willing bottom for all their pozz loads. His big dick will come in handy the next time they convert a boy. Joey puts his drink down and says “Let’s get in the mood… she will be here in approx 45 minutes… Let’s welcome her with a parade of big hard dicks.”. A huge screen slowly drops down from the ceiling and the lights get dimmed. Trance music begins to play and on the big screen straight porn starts to play. Within a few minutes all boys are rubbing their hardening dicks. Joey gets out a pipe with Tina and starts heating it and takes some hits. Omar’s head begins to feel light and starts staring at Joey smoking his pipe. “Wanna try? It get you so damn horny. We all love this shit!” Joey asks. Omar nodds and Joey starts heating the pipe, put it between Omar lips and orders him to take a deep hit. “Keep it in for 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… and exhale!” Joey tells Omar. A big cloud of smoke leaves Omar’s mouth while the T starts to cloud Omar’s mind. “Take another bigger one” Joey orders Omar. The whole procedure repeats itself several time. Joey knows now that he can start the conversion. The porn switches to young raunchy guys fucking and seeding a small boy. Omar is looking at it and starts to get horny. The T has a firm grip on him. Joey begins to kiss Omar’s neck and begins working up. Their eyes meet, their lips touch and they begin to kiss. Four other boys get closer. They remove Omar’s shorts and a half stiff dick begins is in reach. One boys swallows the big dick whole, Omar starts to moan while locked in a deep kiss. Omar’s big dick starts to harden and filling the boy his throat. Two other boys lift up Omar’s legs and with the other hand they start pinching his nipples softly. Omar moans louder as the boy that’s sucking the cock lubes up finger and begins working it up Omar’s ass. Omar starts moaning deeper and his ass starts relaxing. Then the boy takes out his finger and takes a big shard of tina and begins working it deep in Omar’s ass. A burning sensation fills Omar’s ass, slowly it turns in to a warm feeling that covers his body. When the T reaches his brain he surrenders to this new horny state of mind. Joey stops kissing him. “You are so hot! I want you to join me. Quit that stupid job. Like these boys, I can give you everything you desire.” Joey whispers in his ear. Omar nods. Joey continues and says “In exchange I only ask one thing and that is that you do what I ask you… I don’t want to hear NO! Deal?”. Omar nodds again. “Okay! Just sit back and enjoy the ride!” Joey grins. Omar doesn’t understand. Joey drops his short and a dick bigger than Omar pops out. “Grab his arms” he orders 2 other boys, while kneeling in front of Omar’s spread ass. He starts lubing up his dick and placing the tip at Omar’s ass-lips. Omar realises what is about to happen and opens his mouth “N…”. ‘Smack’. Joey hit Omar hard across his face. “I told you… don’t say NO!” Joey says with a loud firm voice. Before Omar can say something else Joey begins to push his huge cock in that virgin ass. Omar starts screaming while the cock splits him in half. “Yeah! I like destroying tight straight asses” Joey grunts. After a few minutes Joey is ball deep inside Omar. The screams fade. Omar’s ass starts to accept the big dick filling him. “Strap!” Joey orders. Two boys stretch Omar’s arm while a third ties it of. Omar feels a fast stab in his arm. “Ready for you new life?!” Joey asks while the strap gets released. A warm feeling takes over Omar’s body, he starts to cough, and his brain gets overloaded by new hot feelings. The ass starts to relax and this is Joey’s signal to start pulling back. When the big cock is nearly out he plunges it back in. Omar gasps for air. Joey starts pumping the ass that get’s looser with every stroke. Joey starts asking questions like “YOU LOVE IT?”, “YOU WANT IT HARD?”, “ARE YOU MY SLUT?”. All get answered with a load moan. “BEG FOR IT!” Joey orders. “Please, give it to me hard. I’m your slut. I love it so much!” Omar moans. “I want to cum deep in you… Breed you… make you one of us!” says Joey. Omar replies with “YESSSSS! I WANT IT SO BAD!”. “Are you filming this? i want to see the look in his eyes when it hits home!” Joey ask the boys. Omar looks confused. “Yeah! We document all conversions… We all have a video with us accepting our new life!” Joey says before he lets out a big grunt. His cock begins to pump an enormous flow of cum inside Omar. “Feel the cum filling you up. Not long now before my dna is entering your bloodstream. Poisoning your blood with the gift i once got!”. Omar eyes are wide open. He begins to struggle. ‘Smack’. Again Joey slaps his face saying “to late now”. He begins to pump his big cock inside the ass again. Harder and harder. Omar moans loud while the cum drips out his ass with each stroke. Again a load grunt and Joey starts to fill the ass with a second big load. Then he pulls out his cum dripping. “He’s ready for your filthy pozz seed” Joey says laughing. The boys give Omar a second slam before fucking him one by one. After the last boy a huge puddle of cum is laying on the floor under Omar’s ass. The ass is wide open and dripping cum. Part III : CUMMING SOON!!!

I want that massive cock to be ballsdeep in my ass filling me with cum before he pisses all over me

Luca and Tony need to fuck

My third class and I arrived on time motivated for more possing. I played with my pussy at their request. "Let me use something else to play with your pussy" said the tutor. Some of the students were fucking in the background. I opened my pussy lips and the tutor teased me with his cock. Then a student put his cock in the tutors ass and my tutors cock slipped in. "Omg I want this stay in my pussy" I called out. "You want me to breed you?" Asked the tutor. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I move my cock in and out of your pussy slowly at first until my cum comes out into your pussy" he said slowly making love to me. "Why is it called breeding though?" I asked. "Because we don't use condoms and we find you so beautiful we want to risk pregnancy" the tutor replied. One by one the tutor and the guys bred me after washing their cocks from being in each others assess. I couldn't tell what they looked like because they all worse masks but that didn't bother me. I wanted their cum I was hungry for their cum. It took a while to get pregnant though. I had a different guy each week. They invited me over to their hotel rooms. "I think we need a weekend of this" the tutor said. It was coming up a bank holiday weekend so we decided to go completely naked all weekend enjoying hot passionate sex.

Better isolate, stay home, read the hot stories here and wank

I'd like to start this rather lengthy post with an apology for any measure of vitriol I did not catch prior to posting it. And to those moderating this forum, please let me know if you would like me to edit or delete this entry. --- My job is tied to provider and caregiver EMR support - flagging documentation, finding and reading test results, helping to place/correct/resolve orders, and so forth. I have friends and co-workers on the front line in over-capacity ERs and packed Immediate Care facilities. Some of my team may well be called back into a nursing or provider role. I am neither a clinician nor a licensed counselor, but I'm am SME for both impatient and outpatient medication integration, and I have been through - and currently use - our caregiver emotional support training. And, truth to tell, it hurts that we're unable to hug one another for comfort. My soul aches every time another person I know comes down with it. I cry with them when they say they haven't been able to be in the same house as their children since this started. As for me, I spent a week and a half with all the symptoms, but they weren't quite bad enough to push for the test. Close, yes: F 100° fever, dry cough, difficulty breathing, grinding fatigue ... but I didn't want to have them use a test on me unless I went further downhill, because I know all too well just how short the supplies of everything are. And yes, I'm an unrepentant, voracious bottom, but I refuse to risk myself or those I care for just because I want that intimate level of human contact, regardless of whether it's wholesome or some hole. Then I read stories like this, and I find myself suffused with an incandescent rage. His actions - both in and out of hospital - speak to a level of unconcern I find staggering. And to me it doesn't matter that it's tied to his sexual activities: what matters is that he chose to risk not only his own health, but that he treated the health of those around him in such a cavalier manner, and exhibited what I find to be an appalling level of disrespect to his caregivers. @rawTOP, thank you for posting this, and to all those taking care of themselves, thinking about what's best for you and those around you, and reaching out to take care of others, mere words cannot express my respect and appreciation for what you're wiiling to do to work towards ending this nightmare.

I also ate 3 loads of black sperm out of my xgf's pussy and ass after she got gangbanged.

Poz and no longer on meds

I started getting fucked at about age 16. I grew up in a city with very few black guys. So I didn't happen to meet any black guys until I turned 21. I sucked off a str8 black guy at Cheesman Park in Denver when I was 21. He was huge. I'm sure it was a terrible bj, since I couldn't get much more than his cockhead in my mouth. But he did cum in my mouth. I remember it all vividly. I got fucked for the first time by a black guy when I moved to San Francisco at age 22. The first black guy to fuck me was at The Watergarden bathhouse in San Jose, CA. He became a frequent fuck buddy of mine. I've been hooked on sex with black men ever since. I truly love men of all races, size and ages. But black men are definitely my favorite.

I just got my cherry popped a few weeks ago by a chaser twice my age, and i can't wait to have more and more from guys of all shapes and sizes. This thread is so hot. I love hearing all the things guys wanna do to boys like me.

I love eating cum. In my mind, I'm getting a peak of the guy by the taste. I also love having it on my face as a sign to anyone that I'm able to be used. Having cum on my face eliminates my ability to say no, I'm not a cock sucker. Good news is if it's on my face, I can always push it into my mouth later.

@9ofthebest - I’m in london

I'm not into calling it cunt, reminds me of women. I prefer to call it my Cumhole or just Hole.

Agree! Love when he posts an update, great stories!

as a eunuch, I like to find guys into barebacking.

Giving men pussies and cunts feminizes them. I think most gay men want their sex to happen with other gay men. If you want pussy, find a female! Men have hot, tight, pink to brown asses and assholes. YUM!