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So, this is going to take some explaining. I have a FWB, closer to boyfriend, but neither of us is great with labels. He works as an installer for home theater systems, installing these immense actual theaters in client’s homes. Not always an actual theater, but more often than not, yeah, full fledge theaters. What I am trying to say is that my Friend works for some pretty rich people. He has also been whoring me out to some of these clients since we got together. It’s a fetish he and I both have. But that bit is a different story. So one of my Friend’s clients contacts him and tells him that he is gonna have a stay-cation for a couple of weeks and that he was wondering if he could provide some entertainment. Meaning he wanted my Friend to whore me out to him for his two-week vacation. But this time it would be no clothes, full bondage, my hole would be open season for whomever was in the house. And I had to be okay with that. Little different then us meeting up and him fucking me for a few hours, having a beer, and then me going home. And while it was a hot idea, I wasn’t really sold because two-weeks is a long time and that kind of sex means I get to eat jell-o and drink water so my hole stays as ready as possible. But my Friend knows how to convince me to say yes and after fucking me to the tune of four cum loads in my hole he got me to agree. SO the day that he is suppose to take me over there comes but we are waiting for a text from the client. By the time it comes its super late and it had a fun instruction for the drop off. The client wanted me to be naked and hooded in the trunk of my Friend’s car. Hot, but again no go for me cause weird. I have been fucked by this particular guy before, but this was some new territory for us. And I was a little nervous. Again my friend got my clothes off and fucked me, but then wouldn’t let me cum. I make bad decisions when I’m horny and recently fucked without release. Which meant on went the hood, off all my clothes, and me in the trunk of a car. I was never so thankful for a garage as I was in that moment. So we went on a drive to the client’s house, which was still not the weirdest way I have ever been transported naked. We arrived and after being let in to the gate the car was parked and I was let out of the trunk and led to the house naked. I could hear people around, more than just the client and my boyfriend. After we were in the house the hood still was taken off and I was led to an area where my hands were cuffed and secured above my head to something that was hanging from the ceiling. I waited then for the hood to come off, but it didn’t. Instead I heard the client that I had been whored out to announce that some more entertainment had arrived and to “enjoy.” For a minute nothing happened and then I started to feel hands. A lot of hands. Everywhere. Now I know I had agreed to this. It was my fetish, but I couldn’t see anything. I didn’t know where my Friend was. I didn’t know anything so I was obviously nervous. And that made some of them even more interested. Maybe a little more forceful. What started out a simple groping turned quickly into pinching, pulling, and greased up fingers stretching my hole. They weren’t quick about prepping me. They took their time. Multiple hands spending time finger fucking me until my nervous squirming turned into writhing like a slut. I may have been nervous but this was still getting me hot. Once my hole was loosened up I felt the first cock slide in me. I was fucked by the first cock for what seemed like forever but was probably more like ten minutes before he left my hole empty and a little gaped. And thus began a parade of cocks that fucked me and filled me. Every now and then one of them would cum in me and when they slid out of me they cum would leak out of my hole and down my leg until the next cock came and used the cum as lube to fuck me some more. Mind you the hood still had not been taken off. In the end if everyone that came in me wasn’t a repeat I took twenty different loads in my hole. By this time my arms were sore and my legs were starting to give out. And that’s when I felt myself being let down and led up some stairs. I was put in a room and the door closed behind me and finally the hood was taken off. It was the client. I asked where my Friend was and he told me that he had left an hour ago. He then petted my head and asked how I was doing. I told him I was a little tired and he made a sympathetic face at me. He then asked if I was going to hold up my end of the deal, he said this while playing with my cock. I was still hard. I hadn’t cum yet. So of course I said yes, because good decisions. He told me he was happy and that I could relax in the room, but he needed to get me in position first. That’s when he led me over to a fuck bench and laid me down on it, strapping my legs and arms down. He told me to go ahead and get some rest, but not to be surprised if one of his guests came in to use my hole some more. With that he left and I was strapped to a fuck bench hard as a rock, but nothing going on. I must have fallen asleep, but was woken up to a massive cock thrusting into me all at once and another cock being shoved in my mouth. And so continued my first night as rented out sex toy.

12. I barely slept. With the plug out I felt so empty it only made me crave cock more. My dick strained against the cage constantly and I felt like a slow trickle of precum was oozing from me at all times. Just when the sun was rising I decided I couldn’t take it anymore and worked the plug back inside of me. As the massive base popped inside of me a sighed. The rest of the day was spent bouncing on the plug and swallowing piss loads I felt like I needed to be doing something slutty. It had become a compulsion. I lay on my bed naked scrolling through Twitter, finding more and more porn sights about boys being used. I focused in on chastity things. I found myself longing to be one of those boys caged for months becoming a total cumslut. I longed to be used, tied down, and ruined. I watched boys getting opened up with toys and taking cock after cock after cock. I wanted to be them. I couldn’t focus and time moved at a painfully slow rate. Then 3pm hit and Sir finally sent me a text. Well you haven’t asked for the key to your cage so I can only assume that you’ve been a good boy or have failed and have been out taking loads all day. I’m so horny I can’t think Sir! All I want is cock and I haven’t had any! Good. Be ready in about an hour. A friend will be at your place then to get you ready for your next task. Thank you Sir. Good luck boy. An hour later I was practically salivating. Naked, cock dripping, and plugged I sat on my couch waiting. When the apartment buzzer finally went off I ran to answer it, praying that whoever was coming up was going to fuck me. Then there was Devin, the guy who had recommended me for the club, standing in my doorway. He smiled, and stepped inside. He took a long minute to take me in, his eyes lingering on the cage around my cock. “You know every time I fucked you I wondered what you would look like with a cock cage.” “Really?” “It looks better than I thought it would. They really change how you think don’t they?” “God yes,” I said reaching out for him, “I’m so fucking horny.” “Not so fast boy,” he pushed me back, “I’m going to inspect you, and then get you ready for your evening plans.” “You’re not going to fuck me?” “Not right now, you’ll have to wait a little while longer.” “God, I need dick!” I felt like I was screaming. “You’ll get lots of dick soon, don’t you worry.” “Yes Sir,” I felt sad. I loved Devin’s cock. It wasn’t super long but fucking hell it was thick. Nestled into a heavy bush with low hanging balls that slapped against my taint while he fucked me, it was perfect. “Don’t look so sad. Seriously, you’re gonna get bred plenty, and you’ll get my cock soon enough.” With that he grabbed his bulge and shook it at me. “Now, turn around and bend over, I’ve got to make sure you’ve stuck to the rules and kept that cunt plugged up and haven’t taken any loads today.” I got on the couch and presented my ass to him. I felt dirty and I liked it. A drop of precum dripped from the end of my cage. Devin walked up behind me and tugged on the plug. “Push out cunt,” he instructed. Closing my eyes I flexed my hole and felt the plug start to slide out. With a final grunt it popped out into Devin’s hands and he groaned. “Fucking hell. You’ve destroyed this hole boy.” He ran his finger along the ring. I felt cold air blowing inside my gape. “You had such a tight little pussy the last time I fucked you and in just a few days they’ve given you this massive fucking cunt.” I could tell he was fingering me but my hole was so loose it didn’t feel like enough. “I’ve got four fingers in your cunt and youre barely even moaning. You fucking pig.” He spanked my ass, and then shoved his face in my hole. He worked his tongue around and dug deep. I groaned as his tongue flicked in and out of my battered hole. It plunged a swirled, sinking deeper and deeper into me. I felt like I was being hollowed out. “Good boy,” Devin said at last as he pulled his face away, his cheeks wet with spit, “It seems that you’ve played by the rules. I didn’t find a single drop of cum in your cunt. Sir will be so proud.” “Thank you! I wanted to get fucked so bad. But I also didn’t want to fail and have all of this end.” “I know what you mean,” his fingers were swirling around in my cunt again, “when I first joined I was less of a bottom than you and within a day I was constantly craving cock. I spent two day caged and horny doing nothing but riding toys and swallowing my own piss after my first two tests before they sent me to Jerry. Knowing that I was vers they had to break me to make sure I was bottom enough to join.” As he was saying all of this he had started to work the plug back into me. “Then it was almost a full two weeks of spending hours in Jerry’s play room getting loose and looser, all the while begging him to breed me. When he finally bred me I was so happy I almost cried, I hadn’t cum in like 15 days and all I wanted was some real cock.” The plug popped into my hole with a wet squelch. “Then the next day… well you’re going to find out about that now.” He locked the harness around the plug again and stood me up. “Ok, get dressed, just like a t-shirt and some basketball shorts. You won’t be dressed long.” I went into the bedroom and pulled on the same clothes I had been wearing for hookups the day before, they smelled slightly of sex and cum still. Back out in the main room Devin smiled at me. “You look like the best kind of mess,” he said. I followed him out the door and down the stairs to the street, there was an uber waiting and we both got in. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going,” I asked. “Nope, this whole thing is gonna be a surprise for you.” The drive was relatively short, but every bump in the road slammed the plug into my hole and made a drop of precum leak from my cage. When we arrived at our destination I felt like I was in heat. It had now been almost a full twenty four hours since I had last been fucked and I was desperate. We had pulled up in front of a nondescript looking modern apartment building, just above the park it was clearly a wealthy spot but without much character. Devin got out and walked confidently to the doors. He waved to the door man as we passed and walked straight to the elevator. Still without saying a word Devin got off the elevator and lead me down the hall to a partly ajar door. Following close behind him, I walked into a brightly lit spacious living room. “Who’s place is this?” “Don’t talk.” I swallowed hard. “Take your clothes off.” I kicked off my shoes towards the wall and dropped my shorts without question. My shirt was tossed on top of my shoes. In just a couple of days I had become totally accustomed to being completely naked and exposed, in fact I was starting to crave it. I like people seeing my caged cock and plugged cunt. “Follow me,” Devin said and gestured to another door. I assumed that he was taking me into a playroom like Jerry’s and I was mostly right. Inside it was dark and lit in all red light. There was no furniture in the room save an odd-looking bench right in the middle and a sling pushed against the far wall. My cages throbbed thinking about what might happen to me in this room. Devin silently took me over to the bench and bent me over. It was the perfect height so that my ass was stuck in the air and my chest was slightly lower. He positioned me so that my cage stuck through a hole towards the top of the bench and put my knees up on the little rests on the side. Then he buckled my wrists and ankles to the bench. Just before he put the blindfold on me he squatted down in front of me and smiled “I’m so proud of you.” Finally he unbuckled the harness and worked the plug out of my hole again. Then he left. He left and I lay there, not able to see anything strapped to the bench, with my cunt exposed to the world. I hadn’t heard the door close so I assumed that anyone walking into the living room could see my loose gaping hole presented to them. Then I felt the first pair of hands. Rough and hungry they explored my hole, and then they disappeared. Very quickly though I heard someone spit and felt the warm wet glob slid into my hole followed very closely by a short fat cock. The broad head opened me up and made me moan. I groaned as the unseen man started to pound me. He clearly didn’t care about how I felt he only cared about getting himself off but I was in heaven. I begged him to fuck me and to breed me. I needed his load. As soon as he exploded in my guts he pulled out, I felt a mark being made on my back, and another cock replaced him. This one long and thin, it pounded against my second hole a few times before breaking in. I grunted as my cunt was deepened and took the man’s pounding like the cum dump I had become. This man lasted longer than the first but not by much. It didn’t seem like the goal was to make the fucks last but to get their loads into me. When he finished he pulled out, made a mark on my back, and then a new cock came. This happened again and again. I had no idea how many men fucked me like that, but when each one finished they marked my back so I assumed I’d find out in the end. My hole felt slack by the time the last man pulled out and marked me. I had long sense lost the ability or will to clamp down I was just a bruised and beaten flesh hole. Sweat covered my whole body, my cage was sticky with precum, and seed had splashed out my hole to cover my taint and balls. I felt disgusting and so turned on all at the same time. Then I heard him again, Sir. “Well, well, well pig. You’ve done a good job.” He undid the restraints and but kept a hand on my back to keep me in place. “You have just taken a load from everyone in the club, well apart from the caged-up cunt bottoms. You have just one more test. One more thing you need to prove you have overcome. We never told you the full name of our little club.” He took the blind fold off and helped me off the bench. My legs shook and I could feel cum dripping down my legs. Sir held a clip board in front of me. “The last thing you have to do is sign this agreement.” I looked at the paper and the heading at the top “Poz Breeding Group – Bottom Contract”. My heart skipped a beat, I looked at Sir questioningly. “Yes boy, you’ve been taking poz loads this whole time. Here is your choice you can try to go to the doctor right now or you can give in and sign on the dotted line and this is what your life can be like all the time.” I thought for about five seconds before saying, “give me the fucking pen.” Sir laughed and handed me a pen. I scrawled my name on there as quickly as I could and then looked at the beautiful man standing in front of me. On an impulse I handed him back the clipboard and fell to my knees. I swallowed his semi hard cock to the base and started sucking. I could taste ass juice and cum and knew he had been one of the men to fuck me. “Fuck, all those poz loads and you’re still fucking hungry?” It was Devin. “I say we get this boy in the sling and let everyone have another go.” “Good idea Devin, go tell the guys and I’ll get him in the sling.” Sir stood me up and started to walk me over to the sling. Just before he got me there I said, “Wait! The guys they made tally marks on me, didn’t they?” “They sure did pig.” “How many? How many guys just fucked me.” “Forty-eight.” “Oh fuck yes!” Sir lifted me into the sling where I stayed for most of the night. I think the whole club fucked me again, some of them twice. At some point Jerry came in and seeing how destroyed I was decided that I was ready for my first fist. I had found my calling. I never asked to take the cage off, I never cared about getting off again. Eventually a few months later I got an even smaller caged, and a tattoo above my ass saying “no loads refused.” I had become a cumdump, and I had never felt happier.

Part 10: The New Life After the second day, all sense of self stopped existing. I had no doubt that I would spend a full week in that sling being used for whatever. At times I was conscious, but even then I was in a poppers induced haze, barely aware of what was happening. At some point though, when I was conscious, I began savoring every minute of what was happening to my body. Even though my nipples probably looked like a cows udder from all the suction now, and my hole would never close again probably, I loved every second of it, knowing that Michael and Eric were helping me to become what I'd always dreamt of. At one point, I felt the blinders removed and was blinded by light. I lifted my head up, and saw three or four other men in the room with me, but couldn't make out who they were, since they were wearing hoods too. I also thought I saw several men on the other side of the glass partition in Michael's room, watching them use me while engaged in all sorts of sexual acts. The hood was removed and I lost consciousness again. I woke up in a warm bed naked except for the cock cage. I felt showered and smelled like I hadn't just spent days being used as a sex toy. I sat up and could tell from the sun that it was late afternoon. I took a robe from Michaels closet and looked in the mirror. My nipples weren't as bad as I thought they would be, but still I could tell that they would be swollen and meaty from now on. I had lost weight too, I guess that's what happens when you survive off IV fluids for days. I turned around and inspected my hole, it was red and I could tell it was loose but wasn't gaping. There was some residual lube on it, I slid 4 fingers in like butter. Eric was in the kitchen and when he saw me gave me a big smile before sticking his tongue down my throat. "That was amazing. You did great! Sit down and I'll make you some eggs. We need to ease you back on food after five days of just banana bags." I ate the toast and protein shake he had put in front of me. "What day is it?" "Friday, just a little past noon. Michael had to go into the office. They had a pretty big meeting to discuss this whole coronavirus thing". Friday. That meant it was the end of February. "I gotta hand it to you, you did really well. I wasn't even that popular when Michael was getting me started. There were several guys watching you each night, and I don't know how many on the live stream yet. Damn, at one point Peter had both his forearms in your hole". "There were cameras in there?", I said alarmed. "Yea, but don't worry, none of the stuff that went up had your face." At that moment Michael came through the door, and gave me a long kiss. We talked for a little while. He informed me that they were going to start moving employees who could work remotely to their homes to limit exposure at the office. "I'll make sure your stuff is set up here by Monday." "Here?" "Yes Marcus. You said you wanted to do this. That includes living here with us. Well until Eric finds his own place, but given how things are going that could be awhile. Don't worry about your lease, I've paid that landlord the rest of what you owe him for the rest of the year. But now that you've taken your first steps, I want to hold up my end of this. So what is it that you want to be?" We spent the weekend all over the place. First thing he did that afternoon was take me to his gym to add me to his account and get me a trainer (though after the country shut down we would stick to using the gym for residents of the apartment). We spent the rest of the afternoon shopping for clothes and got me a haircut. He also gave me a credit card to put "whatever you need or want on, within reason". That night we all went to dinner and after a nap, went to a club where they both fucked me in the bathroom. The following day he took me to his tattoo artist. By the afternoon, I had two black studs in each ear, piercings through my now meaty nipples, and a few small pieces of ink, with the beginnings of a large one on my left bicep. We went to another club that night, only this time Michael and Eric let some of their friends fuck me: Bathroom, behind the bar. I met Sean, the doctor friend that had made sure I got the IV's before he stuck his dick in me, and in the bathroom stall after meeting Peter, had one of his bear paw hands in my ass. The following week was fairly uneventful. I worked from my new home office, went to the gym to see my trainer twice a day, and learned more about Michael and Eric. Some nights all three of us slept together, others it was just two of us, but it was always one of them with me. After two weeks, things had started to get really bad in the state from the coronavirus, and before long everything was shut down. I figured the lockdown was the perfect time to tell them another decision I'd made. After dinner one night, as we sat watching a movie, I paused it and said the one thing I'd known that I wanted more than anything at that point: "I want to be like you guys. Really like you. I want to be poz". ...........................................

Part 12 - Self-Fulfilling Prophecies A self-fulfilling prophecy is the tendency for our expectations to foster the behaviour that is consistent with our beliefs, a teacher who believes a pupil is far more intelligent than the rest may give extra time and praise to that pupil, thus reinforcing the belief that the pupil is more intelligent. It was the way Tony looked upon and engaged with Luca, he knew he was smart and just needed putting back on the right track to know his full worth. Gio was completely fascinated with Tony over dinner, his outward appearance was the opposite of the educated words coming out of his mouth. Gio and Tony got into some serious thought wrecking topics and got on so well together, it was almost frightening how their heads were on the same wavelength. Luca picked at his food and managed to eat more than the previous day since his nausea had subsided massively, he chatted with his mother about the weekend. His parents were due to go to Italy for the weekend before they went out the following week to the villa. Luca expressed he was fine and had Tony to call upon if needed someone to talk to. Luca even volunteered to do some gardening that weekend almost shocking his mother as he hadn't shown any interest in gardening since going to university. Tony said it was a good way for Luca to relax and keep busy. Luca laughed "Don't sit there making comments or I will drag you in to help you see how big the garden is". Tony shook his head "I am not getting my hands dirty, I will supervise you" he replied laughing. Luca stood up to help his mother with coffee "Supervise or therapise me?" he said walking off. Gio laughed looking at Tony "Seriously would you?" he asked "I will pay you to look after him all weekend?". "Pay me?" Tony asked looking shocked "I am his councillor not therapist" he laughed. Gio nodded "I know but I am worried leaving him alone right now". Tony looked over to Luca in the kitchen "Of course I will see he is okay and you don't need to pay me". Gio smiled "Can you take him out to dinner Saturday night make sure he eats?". Tony nodded "I have to be careful things don't get out of control Gio" he said looking at Gio. "I understand, and well... you are both men" Gio replied stunning Tony with his response. Luca stood on the doorstep waving good bye to his parents Saturday morning and headed back inside, heeding Tony's advice he tore up the card Jason had given him and threw it away. Rifling through his wardrobe he found a pair of dungarees he use to wear when helping his mother in garden, struggling he finally got them on having taken his t-shirt and underwear off. With his baseball cap on he caught sight of himself in the mirror and chuckled, I would definitely do me he thought to himself and walked downstairs and out in to the garden. It was already warm and sunny as he looked around trying to decide where to start. Picking up the garden waste bag he headed over to the herb garden, something he had started years ago that was a little overgrown but wouldn't take long to sort out. Luca found his love of gardening again, working on the rosemary bush he wiped his forehead and face sweating from the heat, doing so he left dirt marks across his face without realising it. Engrossed he didn't hear Tony walk across the lawn to where he was busy working away. Dressed in flip flops, shorts and t-shirt it was the most casual Luca had seen Tony dressed. "Could you get any more country bumpkin" Tony said laughing at Luca who was standing up. Luca smiled "I didn't think gardening was your thing" he replied seeing the tattoos on Tony's legs. "It isn't" he replied "but I promised to keep an eye on you" Tony said completely turned on by Luca. "Here" Tony said moving closer "you have dirt on your face" he wiped the dirt off Luca's cheek. Luca chuckled "Thanks" he said "you going to help or watch?". Tony sat down on the lawn by the herb garden "Watch" he replied. "Why don't you fetch us a drink from the fridge?" Luca suggested "there is soda or beer". He watched Tony head up to the kitchen admiring how different Tony looked out of his work clothes. He was pretty happy having a councillor like Tony that was so casual and sexy. Tony returned with two glasses of lemonade and sat down making small talk as Luca clipped and weeded tidying up the herb garden. Finishing he turned to grab his lemonade and laughed, Tony had taken his flip flops and t-shirt off and was lying on his back sunbathing with his eyes closed. "You missed a bit" he said grinning and pointing without opening his eyes. Luca looked where he was pointing "Oh really" he said flicking a piece to dirt at Tony and laughing. Luca ran screaming and laughing round the garden with Tony giving chase and catching him then wrestling him to the ground and pinning him on the lawn. In a very quick move Tony released Luca fearing he would kiss him and rolled on to his back laughing. Luca sat up catching his breath looking at Tony's chest and the tattoos his eyes drawn lower seeing a scorpion that looked out of place compared the other tattoos. "What are you looking at?" Tony asked noticing how quiet Luca had gone. Luca looked at him "This one" he said touching it fleetingly "the scorpion". Tony smiled "I had it done just after I was diagnosed" he replied "you know sting in the tail". "Right" Luca said running his finger over it lightly and lowering the band of his shorts to look properly. Tony laid his head back down on the lawn "Please don't do that Luca". Luca suddenly stopped "Sorry" he said quietly removing his finger "I didn't realise I was doing that". He opened one eye and looked at Luca who was still staring at it "Is it fascinating to you?". "In what way?" Luca asked slightly confused. Tony smiled "Some people find it a crazy turn on if they are hiv negative" he explained leaning up. Luca squinted looking at Tony "Just the tattoo or you?" he said completely unsure why he even asked it. Laughing Tony looked at Luca "You are such a crazy nice person". "Thanks" Luca replied grinning "I think. Maybe I will get one like that" he said touching the scorpion again. Tony grabbed Luca's hand gently "Luca stop or I won't be able to resist" he said looking serious. "Sorry" Luca apologised again "I know... your professionalism" he said removing his hand. "Exactly" Tony said "what's left of it" he chuckled. Luca smiled at him "Is there much left then?" he asked desperately wanting to kiss Tony. Tony looked at Luca intently then shook his head "No" he quietly replied watching Luca. In his own crazy head Luca was trying to figure out why he found Tony so sexy. The only assumption he came up with was the tattoos and mohican gave him an edgy appeal. He let out a loving heavy sigh seeing Tony's face looming so close to his, the softness of Tony's lips touches his. Using their lips they briefly kissed a couple of times until Tony pulled away. Luca pulled the strap of his dungarees down feeling the effects of the warm sun on his body. "Look what are you doing to me Luca?" Tony said laying back down with a smile on his face. Luca touched the scorpion tattoo again completely fixated by it "Take me to get one?" he asked. He lifted his head up and looked at Luca "A scorpion" Luca said "I want to have one like yours". Tony laughed and laid back down "Your parents will not be happy if you end up with a tattoo". Slowly his finger worked up Tony's body moving over each tattoo "They make you look like a thug". "Is that what you like Luca, a thug?" Tony chuckled enjoying the feeling of Luca touching his body. "God no" Luca replied smiling "I like things simple". Tony looked up him "I can be a very dominating hard thug when having sex" he replied laughing. Luca laid on his stomach looking at Tony "Nah, you look menacing enough but I bet your a soppy lover". He laughed "Sometimes, but I have an aggressive streak when it comes to sowing my seed". Luca chuckled "You would have a fight keeping me down" he said teasingly. Tony smiled and patted Luca's arm "Once I am inside no one escapes me until I plant my DNA in them". Luca sat up hard as a rock "Is this you counselling me?" he asked running his finger along Tony's body. "Seduction through counselling" Luca said leaning down and kissing Tony's nipple and biting it lightly. Tony stroked Luca's head "Not at all, in fact you are the one seducing the councillor". Luca ran his tongue across the tattooed body "Am I a good seducer?" he asked kissing his other nipple. Tony took a sharp deep breath sighing getting turned on even more "More than I gave you credit for". Luca sat up and giggled. He really liked Tony on a personal level, they seemed to get on and enjoy each others company. Luca swung himself around and tidied up the last part of the herb garden. Looking back at Tony several times who had a mischievous grin on his face, one hand was behind his head the other half in his shorts like he was teasing Luca. His eyes were closed, occasionally he would talk in his counselling way then switch to chatting like Luca on a personable lever. Luca couldn't deny his urge to explore the dominating side of Tony, when he looked at him he was certainly not the type of guy you would like to meet in a dark alley. Underneath his exterior there lay quite an extraordinary character who was funny, sexy and seriously attractive. Luca worked and chatted revealing more about the his sexual encounters on the ship hardly leaving any detail out. Somehow it just felt good talking more in depth about it, Tony stopped him when he started talking about Oliver sensing that was a deeper conversation they should have later. Luca wiped his forehead feeling hungry "Coming for lunch?" he asked turning to look at Tony. Tony sat up and smiled stopping Luca from putting his t-shirt back on "No I like seeing your naked body". Luca stood up and hung the t-shirt from his pocket watching Tony Stand up "I only come up to your nose". He chuckled at the random things Luca would say "Vieni qui e baciami, bello" Tony said smirking. Luca surprised Tony walking towards him and kissing him lightly "You know Latin?" Tony asked. "I speak Latin and Italian" Luca replied grabbing Tony's hand taking him to the kitchen. After a quick lunch they both went back to the garden and Luca moved on to one the herbaceous boarders to work on before deciding it was way to hot. He collapsed on his back lying next to Tony who was still rambling on. The flower beds around them hiding them in the bottom of the garden, Luca sat up and leaned over Tony 'Do you ever stop talking?' he asked before kissing Tony's nipple. Tony chuckled and immediately his hand stroked Luca's head moving lower he gripped the back of Luca's neck and pulled him up until they were face to face. There was no hiding the physicality between them, lips touching and brushing gently. The passion rising in Luca with such force that he simply parted his lips and engaged Tony in a very long sensual kiss. His hand running through the soft hair of Tony's mohican, joined at the mouth he felt the straps of his dungarees loosen and fall away. Luca was pulled on top of Tony laying stomach to stomach, groin to groin, he could feel the stiffness of what seemed to be a large cock hidden in the shorts Tony was wearing. His hips responding grinding up to Luca's groin rubbing against his own aroused cock, completely absorbed by his councillor Luca desperately needed a man. Stopping short of ravaging Tony he lightened the intensity of their kissing, one thing he remembered was Tony's words about breeding his men deep and judging by the size of the thing in his shorts he could well achieve it. Tony pushed Luca up moving his face away "Luca are you sure?" he asked resisting the urge to kiss him. "No" Luca replied looking down at Tony "No more counselling" he said "therapise me" he seductively urged. Tony stroked his face "I won't hold back on you" he said "if I start I am going to take you". Their lips met urgently kissing harder, Tony's hands stripping the dungarees off Luca with ease. Totally naked hidden amongst the flower beds in his garden he almost laughed at his predicament. His buttocks warming in the sunshine feeling the hands of Tony pushing him down quickly passing the tattoos on his chest until his head was rubbed against the sheer hardness of Tony's cock. His hand tugging the shorts freeing Tony's cock that flopped and hit him squarely on the jaw, his mouth engulfing the head without hesitation. He moaned holding Luca's head pushing it down around his shaft, his legs wriggled until he kicked his shorts away. Raising his head and looking down at Luca working his cock gently their eyes met in hungry desire for each other. Luca felt his body being pushed over then rolled on to his stomach the grass itching his naked skin. His ass cheeks spread apart before he felt coarseness of Tony's facial hair against his ass, his tongue lapping and probing his hole. He smiled and moaned feeling the experienced tongue and mouth eating away at his hole liberally depositing saliva and preparing him. Luca moaned louder feeling the hands pinching and slapping at his shoulders almost like they were reinforcing Luca's position as his bitch. So aroused and turned on he knew this was going to be a rough ride no matter how intimate they would be, Tony was a man of his word and liked to dominate. He was powerless to resist feeling the kissing moving up his back and shoulders, neck then finding his mouth full of Tony's tongue, his cock rubbing up against his hole. The hands moving up and gripping hold of Luca's arms he pushed his ass up urging Tony to fuck him. Luca wriggled his hands until his fingers entwinned with Tony's that gripped him hard, at the same time Tony raised his hips guiding his cock towards Luca's hole and pushing the head of his cock against the succulent ass lips until it speared through. Luca gasped and raised his head releasing the pain through his fingers by squeezing them against Tony's. His mouth once again filled with Tony's tongue kissing him deeper, lowering his hips slowly he impaled Luca deep on his eight inches until he was balls deep inside him, the tightness of his ass gripping his entire shaft. Luca cried out in an orgasm releasing his load in to the lawn under him, unable to control his sexual need he felt a massive relief 'Did you cum already?' Tony whispered in his ear and watched as Luca nodded. Tony kissed the side of his face 'You better hold on and get ready for it' he said starting to move his hips and grinding away at Luca's ass to make sure his cock was deeply embedded. Luca moaned and his lower legs raised and fell back down 'oh Tony, do it' he rasped through the painful pleasure. His groin remained locked against Luca's ass his hips providing the momentum, Luca gasped and moaned feeling his cock so deep in his ass. Held down and pinned under Tony's body he was loving every minute, it felt like his entire body was being fucked. His vision filled with flowers and a bee moving from flower head to flower head, turning his head he saw the tattooed arm holding his hand, their fingers red from the vice like grip they had on each other. His lips pushed open accepting Tony's tongue kissing him again. Tony moaned feeling his balls tingling at first then the dull ache as they began contracting 'Yeah, good boy' he said biting at Luca's neck then pushing his hips down hard and letting his balls release their load pulsing up through his shaft and firing deep in to Luca's body. Luca pushed his ass up 'fuck' Luca cried out followed by whimpering sounds of love as he felt each pulse from the cock deeply embedded in his ass. To Luca it seemed to go on and on he was so tuned in to Tony like he needed this breeding and his body acted like it was pulling the seed out of Tony's cock. Reality struck when Tony collapsed on top of Luca still keeping him pinned down, both breathing heavily and kissing. Luca smiled 'That was very unprofessional of you' he said catching his breath, Tony kissed him 'shut the fuck up bitch' he replied slipping his tongue back in to Luca's mouth and grinding his hips deep against Luca's ass. Tony slowly pulled his cock out after some fifteen minutes and chuckled "You little bitch" he said. Luca Turned to look at him "What?" he asked sounding worried. Tony slapped his ass "You took it all" he said "no tell tell sign I just bred you". Luca chuckled and laid his head back down on the lawn "Well you did say you like to breed deep". "So cute Luca" Tony said stroking Luca's back "Ready for another?". Luca looked over his shoulder at Tony smiling and wriggled his ass, gasping as Tony entered him full force again.

@BlueBear4044, people are attracted to things they find exciting whether or not they want to actually do them. I love watching videos about skydiving, base jumping, and wingsuits, but I am way too petrified by heights to ever do those things. Bugchasing is extreme and dangerous; humans are attracted to those kinds of things. Maybe it's more than that for you, but it doesn't have to be. If you are sexually active you should consider getting on PrEP. There are untrustworthy guys out there. If you protect yourself, you don't have to worry about what they do.

Part 2 The Next time I saw him was the next evening. I had decided to go to one of the local clubs to have a few drinks and do some dancing with a few local friends. It was a bigger club that had lots of smaller bars/rooms within that you could hang out in. Even a little leather and cigar pool table room hidden in the back. But because of that odd layout it had a couple different bathrooms. And some were known to be sleazier than the others. But most everybody knew that. So, my friends, Michael and Bruno are having a good time with me. We are dancing after a few drinks and Michael says he has to go to the bathroom. We tell him we will wait for him here on the dancefloor and off he runs. Apparently, Bruno wanted a little alone time with me anyway because he started hard core grinding on me and making out with me as soon as Michael made it to the edge of the dance floor. He had me rock hard and precumming and it just kept going. He was feeling all of my body and holding on to it like he wanted to put it all inside of him. It was enthralling. And it just kept going. I was gonna have rubbed raw dick in my pants if this kept up. I was so caught up in the tongue in my mouth and the ass in my hands I didn’t notice when Michael got back. “Holy Shit!” Michael exclaimed and startled us by grabbing our shoulders. I thought he was upset, but I had thought he and Bruno weren’t together so I couldn’t figure out why. He was shaking and he started to drag us off the dance floor. I wasn’t sure I was up for the drama that I thought this was gonna be, but he finally got us out on the patio where we could talk. And when he finally turned around to face us, he was shaking. “What’s up dude? I was trying to get David here to fuck me on the dancefloor.” Bruno said with a sly grin. “Is that what you were doing?” I asked Bruno. “I wondered what the sudden sexual assault was.” “Michael got you last time, this time I wanted a turn. I had to hear all about it from him last time.” Bruno whined. “So you do kiss and tell, huh Michael?” I said. “Fuck off, that’s not what is important at the moment. I just did something I have never done before. I went to the sleazy bathroom next to the leather bar, just to see what was going on.” Michael said. “And which celebrity did you think was getting a bj this time?” Bruno mused as he rolled his eyes. “No, not that this time. There was this hot little number getting railed. I mean fucked hard right there next to the urinal. Like in order to pee I was going to have to stand next to the ass slapping fucking that was going on. They weren’t even in the stall. They didn’t notice me but before I could catch my breath this tall lean athletic top just shoved in hard and started grunting. Had the guys face pushed up against the wall and was unloading his balls.” “Damn, that sound hot as hell. Like having live porn happen right in front of you.” Bruno said, because I was basically drooling at what Michael had said. “It was almost too much for me, I thought I was gonna shoot in my shorts. The top pulled out and I heard the plop of cum hit the bathroom floor. The top pulled up his pants quickly and turned to me and noticed me and said, “Hot piece of ass, u should try it.” I laughed awkwardly. I thought for sure the bottom would pull up his shorts and leave but he just stayed there, bent over and breathing heavy, facing the wall. Not realizing how long I was standing there or how much I was staring the slut turned to look at me. He nodded at me like he was greeting me or encouraging me. So, I nodded back at him. He then nodded at his ass and asked, “You wanna?” I didn’t know what to do. I had started to unbutton my fly on the way in to pee. So, I was holding my pants and zipper. And I don’t know what came over me, but I did it. I whipped it out, already mostly hard and he just backed up to me. He lined his ass up and just took my cock in his slutty little hole. I was so turned on it took nothing. Maybe 10 strokes and I blew my wad deep in that hole. And the crazy thing is the fucker started shivering when I jizzed. He was so excited to get a load blown in his hole. I pulled out quickly and realized I still had to piss, stepped up to the urinal to empty my bladder and he smiled over at me and said “I can take care of that too if you want.” I just laughed and said “No, thanks. You’ve done more than enough” as I pissed in the urinal. He then smiled at my cum covered cock and then said “at least let me clean it up before you head back out” and before I could stop him he was sucking my dick clean. When he felt it was good, he pulled my underwear up and patted my thigh and said “Thank you, tell your friends” And I thought, this is a story I will be telling my friends for years to come!” “Holy shit, Michael! You just fucked some random slut in the bathroom?!?” Bruno Exclaimed. “It wasn’t planned, some hot dude tells you this ass is great and this cute guy is bent over and totally wanting it, you just take it. I did it without even thinking.” Michael says. “Is he still in there? Which bathroom was it?” I blurt out without thinking. Neither of my friends is terribly prudish but they don’t frequent the baths either. They prefer the regular hook ups with a few mild daring things. Not the super slut, spunk filled, hole stretched cum dumps I tended to seek out. They knew my type and just assumed I like to hook up like they did. “He was in the naughty bathroom in the back.” Michael said “Of course, you went to the naughty bathroom, you hooker.” Burno said “You know I just like to see who is in there, the gossip is just too good to pass up.” Michael sassed. I sat there tying to figure out how I was gonna sneak away when the opportunity jumped into my brain. “That’s freaking awesome Michael, you need a drink after that. I’m gonna run to see Josiah over in the leather bar and get one of his great drinks and get you a good strong drink. Do you want one?” I ask to Bruno. He nods and I’m out of there. I had to see if that slut hole was still there. I weave through the crowd to that small bathroom in the back corner, the good thing is the leather bar is around the corner from that door, so I at least looked like I was going the right way. When I opened the door, I was a little disappointed. There was no one in the front part by the 3 urinals or the sink. And it was quiet. The bathroom had an odd L shape and there was a stall around the back wall of the urinals so I figured I would see what may be going on over there. As I was about to turn the corner this thick football player looking guy came out of the stall and I saw just a peek of him in there. The football guy smiled as he walked by and said, “That slut has been well used, just a warning” I looked in, and saw it was the same slut from the baths the day before. He looked so hot there. He was bent over the toilet, leaking hole facing the door, his head was hanging down as he seemed to be shivering, but not cold, almost like he was high. I got a better look at his body this time. Nice tan skin, tight lithe body, dark hair on his head, but hairless from the neck down. He obviously shaved or waxed. I reached out and had to pet his ass. He pushed into my hand, craving the touch. I used my other hand to spread his cheeks. As I did a big drop of cum fell out and landed on his thong underwear he had pulled down between his legs. I was staring at this cum dripping hole again. I couldn’t believe my luck. I thought for sure last night was the only time I would ever get to enjoy that hole. I was determined to enjoy this hole as much as I could. I bent down to rim that hole and as I got close, I was overcome by the smell of cum that filled my nostrils. That hole was a sloppy mess with some nice swollen lips. I could feel the heat coming off that ass. I stuck out my tongue and instantly tasted that funk that can only be semen. He felt my tongue and dove back on my tongue. This bitch wanted anything he could get in his hole. My tongue was his current victim. And I enjoyed it. I was sucking on his hole enjoying the cum, the heat, and feeling of his ass. It really was a loose sloppy. My tongue was spinning loops looking for every corner I could reach with my tongue enjoying feeling him squirm, moan and enjoy. As I was sucking on his hole with my nose planted in his crack and holding my breath because I didn’t want to come up for air, I heard the door open. It reminded me that I didn’t have endless access to this ass. I reluctantly pulled my mouth away from the sex candy that was his ass and pulled out my cock that had been straining to get out of my pants since I saw that it was the same boy for the night before. I released my cock and he reached back to pull his cheeks apart. I took my cock head and started rubbing it up and down his crack. He wasn’t having that. He grabbed my cock and lined it up with his hole. He knew what he wanted. He got the head in and sat there. I thought he would back onto my cock immediately like he did that day before. But it was like he was contemplating or memorizing or trying to remember my cockhead. Or maybe just wanting me to make the final stroke. So, I did. After letting him just enjoy the head for a good few seconds and then I gave into my urge and slammed all the way in. His hole tightened and squirmed as he screamed from the sudden thrust. It was so wonderful. I let him pant and squirm as he enjoyed getting used to it. Then I started stroking. His hole was making all those wonderful sloppy noises and I was loving it. I heard the squeak of the stall door and looked over my shoulder to see some short thick boy in overalls rubbing his bulge. Knowing he wanted in this ass I fucked it hard and deep. Trying to hit every angle I could to make the cum in his ass keep squishing out and running down our balls. Once I found and started pounding against his prostate his hole would tense with each hit. That was it. I couldn’t take it any longer. I pushed as deep as I could and felt my balls pull up. I unloaded deep in his ass as I gasped to catch my breath. I loved feeling my cock pulse in his ass. I felt like my balls were trying to climb into his ass too. That was the best hole I had felt for a long time. I finally pulled out and saw more cum covering more of that red thong between his legs. I stepped to the side. Assuming the blonde shorty wanted a turn, I moved over. I moved out of the stall as the dude tried to kick the guys feet apart. The shorts and underwear got in the way, so he pulled the shorts and underwear off. That way he could spread the slut’s ass and get to his hole at a better height. I had pulled my pants up and decided in that moment to steal the slut’s thong. I wanted to remember this little bitch and his cunt for a long time to come. I stuffed the thong in my pocket as I was walking out of the bathroom and I heard the thick boy calling him a bitch cunt and heard the unmistakable sound of his cock shoving into a sloppy hole. I walked out of the bathroom and was smiling ear to ear. So happy I had two chances to enjoy this little slut. I spent the rest of the night remembering his hole. So much so I went to try and find his hole again later that night before leaving but I never saw him again. I had wondered if he saw me but assumed, he didn’t know or care. And I kind of liked that, at least for now. He was a total slut hole, and that’s why I liked him. I flew home the next day assuming I would never see him again. But turns out I was wrong.

I love the subtle way his biohazard tattoo peaks out at us from his jock.

Get on PrEP and you are right reading this site is like a drug as I have been on PrEP since I turned 15. BB sex is so natural as once you do it you want to do it more and more.

Part 11: The Charge Up Needless to say, both Michael and Eric were surprised by my declaration. Eric had asked Michael to poz him after six months together, for me it was only one. After a lengthy and serious discussion, they acquiesced. However it would take time. First, I had to go off PreP. And they had to go off their meds. They promised they had other things that would get the job done, but I wanted it to be them. So a plan was set in motion: for the next couple of months, they wouldn't fuck me. Only toys and their friends. By the time that June rolled around, things had begun to return to normal. Bars and restaurants had started to open back up. People still wore masks, but it felt like summer and some form of normalcy was returning. It was decided that they would do it during Boston Pride. That way they could test me afterwards, and having been informed that we would be spending Bear Week in Provincetown at Eric's cottage, they figured if I didn't have antigen tests come back by then they would arrange a party for me. We spent Pride doing normal things. Of course there was no parade or official events, but the city was still alive with men. Friday night we went to our favorite club, got tipsy. The following day I made sure I looked great. I had gotten some more tattoos, and had packed on a lot of muscle in only a few months (thought the steroids that Michael decided to put me on given and my trainer still coming twice a day as long as he got paid and fucked me helped). After dinner, we went to another club. Eric brought me a drink. I kissed him patiently before downing the shot. Just as we had planned, he put something in there. I had told them I didn't want to know when it would start, and quickly lost my bearings. A couple hours later I woke up in the sling that had become as much a part of me as the tattoos. They both stood there in harnesses, wearing leather pants with no crotch, their massive dicks engorged by Viagra and cock rings. The glass wall was clear, I could see Peter some of their other friends I had come to know standing on the other side naked with giant erections. I laid there naked except my cock cage. I saw movement and realized Sean was there, he pulled a clear surgical mouthpiece over my face and told me to breath deep. It wasn't poppers this time though: laughing gas. He repeated this a couple times until I was just a rag doll in that sling. Michael leaned forward and started kissing me (well he kissed me, I couldn't function from the anesthetic). Eric took a needle from a table, then Michael moved and took one too. "These needles have our blood from the last time we were off med". In the same motion, they both injected me with them in different arms at the same time. By that point I was just laying there numb to the world but loving every minute of what they were doing to help me reach my final goal. Michael moved back between my legs, and picked up a large syringe. "This is filled with my cum from the last time I was off meds", he said emptying it into my hole. Without a word, he shoved his mammoth sized dick into me. The months of practice with my pussy and the laughing gas made sure it went in with no trouble. He must have fucked me for half an hour, sweat dripping on me, spitting in my mouth and torturing my nipples. "Here it comes you stupid cunt! You're getting it. My babies are gonna knock you up and then you'll be mine forever". Despite my state of mind, I think i could actually feel him pulsing in me and adding his load to the one he had pumped into me. Eric took his place, and forced another syringe of cum into me, before shoving his own meaty 7in pierced cock in me. "I love you, you fucking faggot. We both do. But you're still nothing but a pig with a gaping pussy, soon to be toxic." He yelled as he added his load into my pussy. I felt something prick my arm. Sean was injecting me with something. "Now for the real fun", he muttered. I spent the next few hours constantly having poz cum pumped into my hole from syringes. I don't know where it all could have come from. Occasionally they would fuck me to add another load directly themselves. I kept expecting the men on the other side of the glass to join in, or for Sean to at least, but they never did. I took at least 6 more blood slams, two of which were injected into my cock. While this was more intense than anything I expected, I never cried out once. This was what I wanted. Eventually the party was over. After shoving a large butt plug in me, Michael and Eric showered me. Sean made sure my injection sites were bandaged and the swelling was going down. They put me into bed, and I fell asleep with Michael behind me massaging my nipples, and Eric in front fondling my balls. .............................................................

A few more about Chris and Andy ------------------- The van dropped Chris off at his apartment Thursday night. He took his bags up and dropped them on the floor. He was tired and yet his mind was racing. Chris remembered back about a year ago when one of his friends had come back from a long, wild weekend in south Florida. His friend Sean was freaked out after finally sobering up and coming down from partying the whole trip. He vaguely remembered how he spent a week at one of the gay resorts getting fucked by anyone who wanted his hot butt. His ass was sore, bleeding and dripping cum even on the flight back. Chris had taken him to the local hospital the following day and Sean was told it probably was too late to start a PeP regimen. Sean soon was as sick as anyone Chris had ever seen and he spent the next week and a half taking care of him whenever Chris wasn't working. Once the flu was over, Sean went back to his normal routine and a few months later got tested and was diagnosed with HIV. While Sean suspected some of the guys that fucked him were poz, Chris was sure that every load he had taken over the past week was viral. He knew Sean was doing fine now and that he had a very positive outlook on life and embraced his new status. Chris grabbed a couple edibles and tried to relax. It was too late to call Sean now and talk about his situation, he'd do it in the morning. He stripped, took a quick shower and laid on his bed naked. The THC started to kick in and he felt chilled and realized that he shouldn't bother to even try and stem the infection that was about to consume his body. In his dreams, he relived his favorite parts of the weekend and woke with a crusty layer all over his abs. His cock was harder than he ever remembered waking to. Chris started stroking his cock and thought about his fantasies with PJ and how they actually were better in reality than how he had imagined them. Chris got close to shooting and his phone rang. He growled out, letting go of his throbbing cock and picked up the phone. "Hey, man. How are you doing?" PJ asked. "I was doin' great until the phone rang. I was about to blow my load thinking of a couple of the times you fucked me this week" Chris replied. "Really? You... uh... fantasize about me fuckin' you?" PJ asked. "Yeah, sometimes. Other times I have you pinned down and I am fucking your brains out" Chris answered with a chuckle. "You're not pissed that I set you up?" PJ asked. "I wouldn't have gone if I knew before, but I wish you had told me after the first fuck or two. And maybe that it was you fuckin' me the first day..." Chris said, his voice trailing off. "I tried to hint at it, but Ken wants it to be a surprise. It was hot when you asked me as I was about to breed you" PJ explained. "Yeah it was. And I'm gonna make sure you get your wish" Chris replied, laughing. "Good. I hope its not the only time too" PJ said. Chris laughed and replied "You're gonna be my cumdump, PJ." "Your ass hasn't seen the last of my bug, either. I'm gonna crash, I just needed to make sure you were ok. Later, Chris" PJ said as he ended the call.

The Dragon Returns When I woke up the next day, I was hornier than ever. My thoughts of "just fuck one guy and I can make it a couple more weeks" were long gone and now I was back to my old pattern of needing some ass every day or two. All of those memories from the last time I was toxic and breeding neg guys were now flooding back. Officially, I only knew of four guys that I pozzed back then. All had begged me for it and I made sure that my bug would haunt them for the rest of their lives. There were countless others that had ghosted on me or just disappeared for a while, only to come back with a more positive status in their profiles. I never knew if it was my loads that did it or if their "no questions asked" attitude had caught up with them. Honestly, I didn't really care since they were just more sluts to fuck. As the morning went by, my brain was confused and battling itself. It was like the cartoon of the devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other. "Stay home, watch porn and masturbate" my little angel told me, while the demon said "They don't care about the new virus, so giving them the old one won't matter." For an angel, he was pretty accepting of my depraved lifestyle, but the demon really told the truth as far as I was concerned. My dreams the night before had been filled with breeding the Italian otter with my hopefully potent seed, how he milked every drop into his unsuspecting pussy, the rough fuck with the college bug chaser and hearing him beg me to infect him. Stroking my cock in bed, I promised myself that I would be good today and stay at home. It was Friday though, and I really wanted to be the social creature I had been a few months ago. I showered and logged on to see what surprises awaited from work. My phone chirped, buzzed and oinked all morning long and I only looked at the emails and texts from my co-workers. That was until I got an email from one of the hookup sites that said I had 7 new messages waiting. Time for lunch, I told myself as I sipped the last of my coffee. I washed the cup and made myself a sandwich before I grabbed my personal laptop and opened it up. I had a folder of sites that I frequented and it was easy to open them all up at once. I found the one that had emailed me earlier and logged in. Five of the messages were from one guy, another was from a monthly party that said that they were cancelled until further notice and the last was from a younger guy judging by the little profile pic. I deleted the party message and looked at the ones from the chatty guy. One of those was the "unlocked pic" message, another was a nudge message showing me he was interested without wasting his limited messages, so that only left three of his to read. I took a look at his profile and it really wasn't the type of guy I was into. The body, ass and cock shots he had were that of a late 40's white guy and his profile screamed vanilla bottom. I read the messages though, because sometimes the profile is generic to not rule anyone out and the private messages show the true slut that he is... or confirms my original thought. The first one actually surprised me, saying "Hey. I think you live in my building. 1530? gr8 profile." It got me curious enough to open the next message he sent. "Looking to try some kinkier stuff. Think u can blow my mind?" I sighed and realized my first impression was true - he's a vanilla not-quite-daddy who's horny enough to say he'll do anything to get laid. I hit 'next' to see his last message and chuckled as I read it "want my 1st poz load and wud love it from a guy like u." His messages were spaced out over the past two days, so its not like he got horny and flooded me with his messages. He'd been thinking about this. The last message had me thinking and it took me a few seconds before I realized that I had never updated my profile on this site - it still said "undetectable". Even in normal times I wouldn't want to spend the time trying to find what kinks that a guy was into. Let someone more patient deal with that shit. The guys I hooked up with usually fell into two groups - experienced kinksters and naive guys that don't realize what they are getting into until it's too late. Hitting 'next' I got to the last of my unread messages. "Hey, we hooked up a couple times. Hope we can do it again soon since we're only 7 floors away" said the last one. I looked at the profile (cndragonboy) and remembered the guy. He was a few years younger than me, a good fuck, loved to take it rough and even liked some piss play. My mind spun trying to remember what he looked like until I remembered his face. He was Asian, I think... Yeah, Chinese with a cool dragon tattoo on his arm. It had been about a year since we last met up so I thought he might be a good possibility. I sent him a reply "when? could be fun" and then went back to the older guy's message. My thoughts were all over the place and I figured I should at least send a reply since he was so persistent. "Should I or shouldn't I?" I thought as my dick got hard in my sweat pants. The scene from his last message was about the only one I would consider, but the question was how to approach my lack of meds. "Might as well push him into the deep end of the pool" I mused. Hitting the reply button, I typed out "U sure? it leads to really risky things" and hit send. I figured I would ignore the general kink issue and just play the poz fuck one. Clicking on the "my profile" section of the site, I clicked the "ask me" button under status and saved it. Closing the laptop, I headed back to my desk to deal with work. The afternoon seemed to go by quick and when things wound down with work, I looked at my phone. Among the spam messages was an alert that I had another new message on the hookup site. Grabbing my personal laptop again, I logged back in to see who had replied or if it was someone else. Dragonboy had replied only a few minutes after I had closed the laptop earlier. "horny af, but need 2b safe. u got mask?" was his reply. I assumed that he wanted to fuck today or tomorrow, but I really wasn't sure. I had a couple cloth masks but so far hadn't used them. Wanting to clarify what he meant by "safe", I sent back "mask? yes, condoms never." To kill a little time in case he replied right away again, I looked around the site to see who else was on. There was the usual mix of eye candy and psychos, all going crazy without sex. It only took a few minutes and I had a reply. "ok. 2nite? 7? roommate at work until 8. 4C" was all his message said. He must want it bad but the whole mask thing seemed odd. "Don't breathe on me but shoot your poz load inside" seemed pretty contradictory. I replied "ok" and left the laptop open. Heading to the bathroom, I showered again and then dressed in some loose track pants and a tee. Looking at the clock, I sat down on the sofa and surfed a little bit until it was time to head down to his condo. I tried to remember what he liked but he blurred into the hundreds of guys I had fucked in the past year. Checking my phone, I opened up the note I kept that had a list of the better fucks I'd had to see if I had put him in there. "Bingo!" I said to myself as I found his login name. The comment after his name had me hard almost immediately. "btm, on prep, slut. likes: rough, piss, poz talk, breeding. No: A2M" At five minutes to seven, I got up and grabbed my spare door key and the mask. I put the mask on and walked down the hall toward the stairwell, hiding the key in the fake plant decorating the hallway. A few more steps and I opened the stairwell door and took the stairs down to the fourth floor. Right at seven, I knocked on his door and a few seconds later he opened it. The blue mask covered most of his face, but I could see his eyes and they were looking right back at me intensely. Besides the mask, he had a towel wrapped around his waist but nothing else. There was a sheen of moisture on his chest and arms and the dragon tattoo looked as sexy as ever. I could see the beginnings of another large tat on his other arm. He grabbed my hand without saying a word and dragged me back to his bedroom. On the way there I pulled my tee off and once inside the bedroom I tugged on his towel. He stood there almost totally naked and I wished I could see the expression on his face. There was some lube on the table next to the bed which I grabbed with one hand while pushing him on the bed with the other. He whimpered as he hit the bed and then pushed his ass up. "On your back" I told him firmly. "No face to face. I already lost family to this damn virus" he said back to me apologetically. That was one of the few explanations I would accept from a bottom telling me no to such a simple request. "Yeah, I understand. Sorry about your family" I replied as I climbed on the bed. I was about to add some lube to his hole, but the reflection told me he had already taken care of it. "He was probably playing with a dildo to get ready for my dick" I said to myself, cocky as always. Pulling back on my foreskin, I revealed the rest of my flared head, and dragged it over his hole. The tip could feel him winking his sphincter on it and when he relaxed I pushed in. Damn, it felt good. There was the perfect amount of friction between my bare cock and his slick chute. When I got half way in, I looked down and saw some white froth squeeze out around my cock. The lube he gave me was clear, so it wasn't from one of those cum-like lubes. "You already got a load in there?" I asked. Through his moaning I heard a long drawn out "Yeah." I slapped his ass hard and told him "Fuck yeah you little slut!" I grabbed his hips and thrust in the most of the way, feeling the stranger's seed coat my cock. I moaned and ground my hips which were almost touching his ass. It felt like a big load and I was going to make full use of his well lubed hole. "Can't have been long ago" I said, rocking my hips and driving my cock in and out. "He just left" Dragonboy said. I smiled behind my mask and enjoyed knowing he was really being a slut today. A safe slut. The head of my cock was bumping against his inner ring and I was determined to break through. I kept thrusting against the barrier and on the seventh push I broke through. Dragon guy's arms spread out and his face was now planted on the bed. I could hear him scream into the bedding while his body shook. Pulling back, I came back through and then pushed back in. I did this a few times until the battered ring let my cock slip in and out almost like his outer ring. Once I had full access to his ass, I began long stroking him. Pulling almost out and then driving back in balls deep. "Like that poz dick deep inside you?" I asked. "Oh fuck... I forgot you're poz" he said and a few moments later "God that feels good." We fucked like this a little while, churning up the load inside him and adding my precum to the mix. I pounded him harder and his moans got louder. "Oh god yeah, pound my neg pussy" he begged and I drilled faster. It felt so good, but I didn't want to shoot right away, I gave him a few hard thrusts and slowed way down. He whimpered again, obviously wanting me to keep going. I shifted and got up on one foot, digging my cock into his hole in a new direction. He started pushing back, trying to get my cock deeper but I needed to keep it slow and shallow to get back from the edge. I even pulled out and slapped my dick over his hole to make it last longer. A few moments after I calmed down, I crouched behind him and slid back in. He did have a good hole and it was even better with some anonymous load in it. I drilled his ass slowly, not as hard as I was before but with a firm stroke. The slap as our bodies came together filled the room and got louder and then faster. Dragonboy never really complained, but I knew he felt every single thrust. I chuckled when I looked down and saw my trimmed pubes now covered in a froth from the cum I'd fucked out of his hole. Suddenly, I stopped drilling his ass and left just the uncovered head of my cock inside his hole. He whimpered, and I knew he wanted to feel a cock drilling his ass again. I slammed in once, grinding my hips on his smooth, hairless ass. Pulling back slowly I slammed in again and got him to grunt. My hands held firm on his hips and then I slammed in a third time, driving easily past his inner ring. The fourth time, I forced him flat on the bed. We laid there a moment, him spread out against the bed and me on top of him filling his ass with my bare, poz cock. He wiggled his ass a few times, but I made him wait a little longer before the last fucking of the night and his eventual breeding. I pushed myself up and left my left hand between his shoulder blades, pinning him to the bed. My hips started to roll and slowly I built up a good rhythm. Just as I was about to pick up the pace and breed dragonboy, I heard a sound behind me. Glancing back, I saw a guy about the same height as dragonboy, but thinner. A mask covered most of his face but I could see those brown Asian eyes staring at us. He had his pants pulled down with his cock in his hand and was stroking to the same pace as I was fucking. "Fuck" I said and quickly dragonboy looked back. "Oh shit, its my roommate" he said. I guess we had gone longer than planned and he got home and caught us. I really didn't want to stop and it didn't seem that his roommate was bothered by us fucking. I kept up and was kind of excited by having an unexpected audience. After a few more quick thrusts, my cock was spewing several spurts of cum into dragonboy's ass. There wasn't a lot of the previous guy's cum left in there, but I was sure adding a lot of my own. "Take that fuckin' poz load" I grunted as the last few shots of cum pumped into him. With the last shot fired off, I slowly pulled out. I caught my breath and then looked back at his roommate. "Get your clothes off and get on the bed. And show me that ass" I said to the roommate. Dragonboy chuckled and said "My cousin doesn't know a lot of English. He just got here a year ago." He translated and I was surprised how quickly his roommate obeyed. He smiled at me as he hurried over to the bed and climbed on, next to dragonboy. He was now completely naked except for the mask. His skin was smooth with only a small patch of pubic hair and some tufts of hair under his arms. Dragonboy said a few things to his roommate, who nodded and then reached back and spread his ass for me. His skin was about the same shade as dragonboy, but lighter than mine and his hole looked like it was about virgin tight. "He hasn't been fucked much, so go easy. I sold his virginity last summer and he's only had a couple cocks since" dragon boy told me. This wasn't really what I was expecting, but who was I to say no. With my mask in place and it sounded like spit wasn't allowed, so I grabbed the lube bottle. Dripping some above the roommate's hole, I fingered it in. He let out a moan and I added a little more lube. My cock still had a sheen of cum over it so I didn't bother to add any unnatural lube to it. He was still spreading his butt so I moved closer and dragged my cock along his taint up to my fingers that were still in him. Quickly, I swapped fingers for cock and he instantly let me know he felt the difference. He only had the tip inside and I knew he wasn't expecting something quite so thick. I gave him a moment and then worked my dick in deeper. He was obviously uncomfortable but I kept hearing dragonboy tell him something in Chinese which seemed to calm him down. He was tight. Probably one of the tightest that I had ever successfully got my dick into. I worked it deeper inside, only a centimeter at a time, and it took a while before he was nearly impaled on my cock. My hands were on his shoulders and I could feel him quiver beneath them. I started to pump in and out and I could sense him stifling his screams. Dragonboy watched me and his nodding head and the strokes he gave his cock told me everything. He enjoyed watching guys fuck his cousin and I wondered if he ever had the pleasure of being one of the few guys that had fucked him. The longer I plowed, the more my precum filled his hole and the easier it was to drive my cock deeper. I had no delusions of getting my full cock into him, but I was intent on dumping my second load of the night inside him after a good fuck. I knew I wasn't going to last long, I always seemed to shoot my second load shortly after my first. The fact that it was a different guy and almost a virgin didn't help, either. I tried all sorts of tricks to delay my orgasm but still keep my dick hard. I drilled slower than I had with dragonboy but after ten minutes I needed to nut. The harder I fucked, the more dragonboy encouraged me. "Wreck his hole" then "Breed his ass" and "Knock him up good" were only part of his commentary. I grabbed on to his hips and shoved in deep as my cock unleashed its second load of the night. While dragonboy was on prep, the chances his cousin was also were slim and my toxic load was filling him up. His formerly tight ass was now soaking up my viral sperm and the thought helped me shoot a few extra spurts into him. I left my dick inside a few more moments before pulling out and watching his bruised ring slowly close. The cum that dripped out showed just how badly I had wrecked his hole and it made me smile. He was going to feel this fuck for a few days and hopefully for a lifetime. Looking over, I had been there almost two hours. I climbed off the bed and dragonboy tossed me a towel to clean my cock off. The red stains on the white towel let us all know how bad I had wrecked his hole, just like dragonboy wanted. His cousin was now laying on the bed, whimpering in pain. Standing next to the bed, dragonboy looked back at me and said "I wasn't planning on this but it was damn hot." I nodded and grabbed my tee and track pants and pulled them on. My body was sweaty but I knew it was one of the best workouts I'd had this month. I began to walk toward the front door and when we got there, dragonboy said "That was fuckin' great. Thank god you're on meds, though. I stopped prep since I wasn't going to be fucking, but I just couldn't take it any more and needed to feel a cock in me." I chuckled louder than I should have as we got to the front door. I opened it and walked into the hallway and turned back. As the door was almost closed I said "I ran out of meds a month ago."

Been meaning to write this story a long time ago. Hope y'all enjoy it, I might continue it ~~~~~~ With the recent rains the night air was cool and refreshing as I walked along the wet sand path in the middle of the night in the dark desert. With only the nearly full moon above with the occasional obscuring cloud and the little blacklight flashlight for spotting scorpions to give me light it might be unnerving to other people but I loved the desert at night. Especially now with the rains the night seemed truly alive with animal and insect noises abundant. Thankfully the wildlife kept to themselves with no glowing scorpions appearing in my path. This patch of desert was about fifteen minutes out of town in a hiking park and not the first time I'd come this far at night. I knew I wasn't alone from how many cars I'd seen at the parking lot at the head of the trail and by the footprints in the wet sand I was following. I could feel my cock start to throb and swell in the basketball shorts I wore with nothing underneath as I thought about the fun I had the last time I had been here late at night. Suddenly I could hear voices ahead of me and I could feel my dick twitch with excitement. With the moon out for the moment I spotted a group of shadows moving under a cluster of mesquite trees around some low boulders. Getting closer I suddenly heard a gasping moan and the slap of flesh against flesh and I knew I had found what I was looking for. Stepping up I clicked off the flashlight and into the darkness of the trees. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the shadows but the sight was enough to make me glad I'd taken the time to come all the way out here. A small group of men were crowded around a wide, low boulder with several bent over it or laying on it with men either behind them or between their legs thrusting away. I could hear the moans of the bottoms and the grunting of the men fucking them and I couldn't wait to join them as my shorts tented fully in front of me by the time I joined them. A few of the guys gathered nodded at my approach and moved aside to make room for me to get a better look. I watched for a few minutes as another somewhat chubby guy was bent over the boulder with is wide ass being pounded by a fat dick as my eyes got further adjusted to the darkness. My cock was tenting my shorts and starting to leak so I tugged the hem down beneath my balls and started to stroke myself as I looked around at the group. No one was talking beyond grunting and moaning out small words of excitement as they fucked in the darkness of the desert. I was wondering what to do next when I felt a hand brush across my chubby ass before reaching over to give my cock a few strokes then back to give a cheek a squeeze. Looking I couldn't really tell what the man looked like but reaching out I felt a somewhat thin but long cock that leaked across my fingers as I started to stroke it in return. Feeling him groping my ass I knew what he wanted and it just happened to be exactly what I wanted too. Moving over to a free spot on the boulder next to the other man I bent over against the cool stone and pushed my shorts down around my knees. The man was right there behind me, his hands groping and kneading my ass and I soon felt the leaking tip of his cock sliding up and down my hole. He grunts in happiness as his dick catches my already lubed hole, my ass prepared from the plug I had worn on my ride out here. We both groan out into the night air as he presses in, my hole loosening enough to let his wide head slip inside as well as a few inches. I reached under me and started to slowly squeeze and stroke my cock as the nameless man fucked his pole deeper into my hole until his hips were eventually bouncing off my cheeks. His grunts were music to my ears as I moaned in reply like a good bottom, squeezing around the cock as it rakes against my prostate making me drip with each throb of my own dick. "Yeah, fuck that faggot good" I heard a voice to my side and realize it came from a man standing close stroking his prick watching me get fucked. My current fucker took the encouragement and started to speed up the pace, his hips starting to clap against my ass with increasing tempo while groaning out as I clenched down around him. His fingers gripped my hips, pulling me back into his thrusts with his eagerness. As I was getting fucked harder and loving every moment of it I heard a gasping moan and looked to my fellow bottom and saw his fucker hilt himself fully into him, the tops ass clenching visibly as he must've been pumping a load into the lucky man. The man fucking me seemed to slow down a moment to watch as the pair grind against each other for a few second before the top slides his cock out of the sloppy hole. There was hardly any time for the bottom to rest before another man takes the tops hole and slides in without any resistance, the bottom gasping out a low "Fuck yeah," as he was filled again as his top starts to fuck him hard right from the bat using the previous mans cum as extra lube. My attention on the others was broken as my fucker suddenly picked up the pace again making me yep with surprise then groan with enjoyment as he pounded my hole. His fingers dug into my hips suddenly and I felt his motions get shaky before he suddenly fell on top of me and hilted himself pinning me against the boulder. I could feel his cock swell before a warmth began to fill me, my voice moaning out as I feel this stranger dump his load into me while growling out in my ear, telling me to take his load. He didn't wait long before he pushed himself up and slowly pulled his softening prick free from my asshole with a pop. Panting softly I barely lifted my head to look back in time to see the man that had been stroking his cock watching me get fucked step up behind me and put his hand on my back. Pushing me down again he slaps his cock against my hole, suddenly realizing it was much larger than it had looked in the darkness. "Oh fuck, fuck me please," I moaned out as my cockhungry side really started to take hold. I had just taken some strangers load in my ass in the middle of the desert at night, completely forgetting the condoms I had in my pocket but once again I couldn't help myself and allowed him to fuck me. And now I was lifting my chubby ass towards another faceless man like some wanton whore while looking over my shoulder. It was by chance that the clouds shifted away from the moon as I felt him start working his fat, uncut head into my already stretched and dripping hole. Already used to the darkness the bit of light that shone through the branches was enough for me to see some of the man's torso. At first the shadows hid it but then as I felt his hips press against my ass, his fingers pulling my cheeks apart in order to hilt his fat dick in my hungry hole, did I finally see it. Across his pec was the unmistakable shape of a tattoo of a scorpion within in a bright red biohazard symbol. My asshole clenches around the cock I now realized was toxic and dripping it's own venom into my unprotected insides. He groans as he flexes his cock inside me, drawing out a moan from me as he started to pull out then slide back in with long, deep strokes that make my own dick throb and drip with excitement as this toxic stranger started to fuck me harder and faster. Glancing around the increased moonlight let me see that several of the other tops fucking their own moaning cumdumps had their own tattoos proudly displaying their POZ status. I had not come here seeking poz loads but as that heavenly toxic cock plowed my eager hole I knew I wasn't leaving without more. I'd always been told to watch out for scorpions in the desert but I had never stopped to consider this kind!

Part 9: The New Pig I woke up feeling very warm and fuzzy, with a floating sensation. When I opened my eyes though, everything was black. I couldn't see, I couldn't hear anything either. I tried to move and felt myself swaying. At that moment I remembered what happened: after we kissed at the club, Michael took me into the bathroom and shoved me in the stall. There he forced me to my knees, and I saw him pull out his dick for the first time. It was about the thickness of a beer can, and as long as a bottle. Without a word, he shoved it in my mouth and pinned my head against the wall, so that the only direction I could move was farther down his cock. My jaw ached and he was hitting the back of my throat, I could feel bile rising in my throat. But he pulled out, pulled me up, and we left, ordering a car as we did. Once we were at the door to the apartment, they asked if I was ready. I said yes, but I didn't remember anything after walking in. At that moment I felt something being pulled off my ears and I heard Michaels voice. "Good, you're up pig. You've been out for a couple hours but we had to get started. So we cleaned you out, shaved your cock, ass, chest, and armpits for you. Needed your cock smooth before it went into your new cage". I realized he was right , my cock and balls felt squeezed by metal. "This sling is going to be your new home for awhile. We have to break you down before we can build you up. So you will stay chained in it, blindfolded and no hearing. You won't see or hear what's being done to you. You're a bottom pig, and we need to make sure your pussy is the best it can be. We'll have some help too so it's going to be fun". Then I heard Eric speak: "Don't worry, you're going to be a regular pig by end of this week". End of the week!? "Don't worry about work, I've taken care of that". And with that I felt pressure back around my ears. I forgot to mention that there was something in my mouth. At that moment it began to swell, I realized that whatever this mask was also had an inflatable gag. And then suddenly, the acrid smell of poppers filled the mask. Every couple of minutes a fresh rush would fill the mask; I could feel drool starting to run down my cheeks. I don't know how long I just laid there like that. But eventually I felt something at each of my nipples, then suction. They were sore but not painful, however the suction stopped and they remained swollen in whatever device was being used. Then I felt fingers at my hole, and something long and thin go into it, followed by a wetness. This was repeated at least six times, and I started to get very nervous about what they were going to be using (I'd seen some of the toys in that room the size of two fists). After a couple minutes, the fingers were back, prying, exploring. I thought I felt a tongue at one point. I then felt what I thought was a dildo slide into me. The poppers were working, because I could tell it was something I normally wouldn't be able to take. There must have been at least nine inches that slid in. Suddenly, it moved forward and I felt myself swinging from the momentum. It stayed for a few seconds then retreated, before again. This continued with increasing frequency, and I realized they must be using a fuck machine on me, each thrust was way too mechanical. I don't know how long I was in that sling being used like that. Under normal circumstances I could take use like that for an hour, maybe two. But the poppers and lube were doing their work. Every now and then I got a rush of fresh air, the poppers having been removed. Occasionally the machine would stop, and the dildo removed so they could put more lube in me. After ages, the machine was removed and not replaced. My hole felt ruined, I could feel air rushing into it. Suddenly though, it was replaced with what felt like a large butt plug. There wasn't much resistance, it went in and my sphincter gripped it like my life depended on it. I then felt a painful pinch in my arm that lingered, and started to panic. "Stop struggling, you'll pull the IV out and blood is one of two things I won't tolerate. You need to hydrate and get some nutrients, so Sean is giving you a banana bag." Who the fuck was Sean? After a couple hours, I felt the needle removed. I then spent what felt like hours having all sorts of things put in my hole. Fingers, toys, real cocks. The minute one thing was removed another replaced it. I suddenly heard Michael proclaiming "Only two days in, but you've got a nice pussy forming pig". I had been in that sling for two days!? ..............................................................

Prior to this happening I thought I was 1000% straight but my roommate completely changed that. I've gone into painstaking detail because this is all I've been able to think about lately. It's completely true. This is what happened ... I live in a two bedroom condo with a roommate, Greg. He posted an ad almost a year ago looking for a roommate, I needed a place to live, and he seemed like a cool guy so it was an easy match. Greg has lots of gorgeous female friends and has been an awesome wingman so it has been a really good year haha. Anyway, in my city, they are taking serious measures during lockdown and so for the most part everyone is staying home. Being a single guy not able to go out and meet women this means I've been jerking off way more often. About a week ago Greg caught me jerking off, which honeslty wasn't the first time but its never not embarrassing. I thought I had some alone time because he had gone to the grocery store. Greg jokingly said that he could help me out if I wanted and walked out of my room. Over the next day or so we pretended like nothing happened. We were sitting on the couch in the living room one night smoking a joint, talking about how we couldn't wait for quarentine to be over so we could get back to normalcy. We both complained about how long it's been since we've had any type of sexual interaction and Greg mentioned he was serious about what he said the other day. Mentioning "not trying to make anything weird or whatever ... I like sucking dick, you like getting your dick sucked ... I'm just so horny, you know? Plus, you wouldn't be the first straight I've hooked up with". I stared at him for a bit in silence. My dick starting to swell in my jeans. I took another hit and started to unbuckle my belt. Greg laugh, "you don't need much convincing haha" licked his lips on got on his knees. I laughed too. "You ruined my jerk session the other day, I haven't cum in weeks so you owe me". He pulled me jeans completely off. My dick was semi-hard already and streching my boxer-briefs. He pulled my boxers down next just enough that my package was out. He started by jerking me slowly while he licked my balls. My toes instantly curlled and my cock immediately hit full mast. Greg worked my balls for a bit until I was dripping precum and then took my entire shaft down his throat. Honestly one of the best blowjobs I've ever had. He edged me for what felt like forever. I told him I was going to cum if he touched me again. Greg asked if I liked getting my ass licked. I told him it's never happened before. He pulled my boxers completely off, pulled my hips to the edge of the couch and slowly licked my clenched hole. It felt so good and with each lick I could feel my ass relax. As I started to moan and my cock pulsed, Greg knew I was going to shoot my load. He licked from my asshole, up my balls, to my shaft and started to deepthroat me again. I don't know what came over me but I wanted him to keep playing with my ass so I told him to finger my ass while he sucked me. He slide one finger into my ass and I shot the biggest load of my life into his warm mouth. He swallowed every drop. I was speechless. I stood up, thanked him and told him how amazing that was. "We should definitely do that again". For the next couple of days, this continued. He would blow me once or twice a day, eat my ass, and finger my hole. I started to give him handjobs to return the favour, and since he is hairless, I also would lick his ass. Yesterday, we were hooking up again in his room. It started with him sitting on my face while he sucked my dick. Greg sat back spreading his cheeks and helping my tongue push deep into his ass. He commanded me to bend over so he could fuck my ass with his tongue. I got on all fours, dripping precum onto his sheets. He grabbed my ass very firmly and pressed his tongue as deep as he could into me. I let out a loud moan and reached back to help push his face into my ass. Greg pulled back to get some air. "You like getting your ass tongue fucked?" he said, more a statement than a question really. "Yeah, so fucking much" I faintly responded. Greg grabbed my cock much more forcefully than he ever had and began to stroke me quickly. He licked and sucked my balls agressively for a moment, spit onto my asshole and then slide a finger, all the way to his knuckle, into me. I let out a loud gasp. "Holy fuck!" I moaned. I couldn't finish my thought but it felt so fucking good. Greg was not gentle with me now. He fingered my ass hard and spanked me hard with his other hand. I was panting like I had just run a marathon at this point and encouraging him, "harder .... faster ... don't stop". Greg put another finger in my ass. "Oh god, fuck ... fuck ... yes" I moaned. "Do you want me to fuck your tight ass baby?" Greg asked. I still wasn't able to form sentences or really process what was going on. Yes! Was the answer but I couldn't get the words out. Instead, I just reached back and spread my cheeks for him. Greg reached around to make me suck his fingers that were just in me. I latched on without a second thought. Then, he licked my ass for a minute before slowly pressing his cock into me. It was much, much bigger than his fingers. I clenched up at first, but quickly relaxed and pressed back against him. "Fuck, you're so tight" he said. Once his cock was all the way inside of me, he held it there for a moment. I could feel it flexing inside of me, it was so much more intense than him fingering me over the last week. Greg started with slow, shallow thrusts, responding to every gasp, moan, and whimper coming from me. As I relaxed more he went faster and faster, each stroke longer and longer. I was face down on his bed, with my ass in the air egarly taking his cock. It was a little bigger than average but felt enormous inside of me. I starred into his closet mirror so I could watch him pounding me while he spanked me hard, leaving hot hand prints on my cheek. "What the fuck am I doing?" I thought, and "why does this feel so fucking good?". "Get on your back" was his next command. I obeyed. I laid on my back with my legs hanging off the side of his bed. He stood at the end, grabbed my hips and put my legs over his shoulders. This is my favorite position to fuck girls in and now I was on the receiving end of what I knew was going to be a hard, fast fucking. I was nervous. It somehow seemed more intimate now that we were going to be looking at each others faces. I was also hoping I didn't cum to quick. My dick got soft when we switched positions but as soon as Greg was balls deep inside me, I was rock hard again. It was just as rough of a fucking as I expected. Within a minute or two I started to uncontrollably shoot my load all over my chest. Greg quickly grabbed my cock and pointed it at my mouth. I felt my thick, hot cum hit my face, and slowly opened my eyes and opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out as far as I could to catch my load. I don't know what I expected cum to taste like but I was surprised. It wasn't good or bad, it didn't really taste like anything and I kind of like the texture. Honestly I don't get why some people don't swallow ... anyway ... Greg pumped me for another couple of minutes. The entire time, my dick stayed hard and was leaking cum. I knew watching me taste my load turned him on so I wiped my cum off my chest and licked my fingers clean. "I'm going to cum" Greg panted. "Cum in my ass!" I begged. I felt each huge pulse of cum shoot inside of me. His load felt good but I really liked how his cock felt swelling each time he shot his load into me. Greg slowly slid his cock of out my ass and I could feel his load dripping out of me as well. Without breaking eye-contact, I moved towards him and took his cock into my mouth for the first time, cleaning him up. He fingered my cum filled ass while I suck his dick and then let me suck his fingers clean too. We laid in bed together, naked, sweaty, and me still drenched in both of our loads. We were silent aside of our heavy breathing. I asked how often "straight" guys let him fuck them, he laughed and just said "you would be surprised". I asked how often he gets fucked by "straight" guys and just replied "not enough". We showered separately (getting cum out of my ass for the first time is something I needed to do alone haha) but Greg said I could sleep in his room tonight if I wanted. I did. We slept naked. This morning, I woke Greg up by sucking his cock. Before letting him cum it was my turn to pound his ass. Up until recently I've never considered myself bi, but I guess I am. I don't find guys attractive oddly enough but I enjoy cock quite a lot. Greg's a slut haha so I don't think things are going to get weird between us, we're just fuck buddies now. I'm still ready for quarantine to be over but am looking forward to more nights like last night while we wait.

I've spent the last three days and nights with my steady FWB's, the same three roommates I've been posting about for the last few months. I've been going home every couple days to check in with my mom and make sure she's okay, but I've pretty much been living with these guys since the quarantine started. They love having a white bottom to dominate and I love having three hung studs to service my ass for me. On Monday I was in a flirty mood so I dared them to fuck me all day. One of them took out the tub of boy butter and told me to stay in bed and I'd get my wish. So all day they took turns fucking me, expecting me to tap out. But I loved every single second. They were taking breaks here and there, but the longest I had to go without a dick in me was 45 minutes when all three of them were sleeping. When they finally stopped coming to see me in the bedroom it was after 9pm and I was ready to go to sleep. One of them took a pic of my bussy for me and it was so swollen and red that I couldn't believe it. It looked like the the lips were filled with water, but it didn't burn or hurt at all. It actually felt really good and I was totally satisfied. I didn't suck any dick all day, either, so no loads were wasted in my mouth. When I went to sleep I snuggled up with my favorite of the three and slept hard all night. When I got up yesterday i got fucked again by all three of them, but we all needed a rest so we just laid around and only had sex a few times. Right before bed I got laid by my favorite stud and we went to sleep. Then at 4 this morning he woke me up and said he wanted to eat my ass. So I rolled over and let him do it, then he pounded me out and we went back to sleep. We've been taking a break all day today but I feel like I'm ready to get my pussy stroked out again.

When I first started this thread, it was before the lockdown measures came into effect. I agree. Visiting the Heath at this time would be a foolish thing to do, and is bound to get complaints from local residents, etc. It would be just the excuse the police need to shut it down for good: it’s entire existence as a cruising ground has always been precarious, and at this time we as a community need to be particularly sensitive to other users of the Heath and the general public at large. I still hope that we may be able to enjoy its delights again at some point later this summer, but who knows? For now, however, let’s just act responsibly and avoid the Heath, so that we’ll still be welcome to use it again when all this is over.

I came to this site in my grief a few weeks after my husband suddenly died. I think I was looking for a way out myself, or maybe just a form of escapism. And two years later, I'm still visiting daily. It's no longer out of a need to escape or to get bugged up so I can die and be with him again. I met some good people here, and formed some friendships. Plus the sharing and discussion is interesting to me, and the fiction distracts me from real world issues. I don't think there's anything wrong with you. You don't have to bugchase to be on this site. There are plenty of people here who come back for similar reasons. You can also be here for education. One must know BOTH sides to have an answer for themselves, and each of us is different. So don't beat yourself up over visiting this site. It's obvious you want to be here, so just enjoy it and learn from the other users. There's no shame or judgment except from the occasional troll.

Chris hung up the phone and flipped through his phonebook. Dialing Sean, he wondered what his response would be. The call went to voicemail and Chris calmly said "Hi, Sean. It's Chris. I think I'm following in your footsteps and got pozzed this week. Gimme a call back, I'd like to talk." An hour later, Chris's phone rang. He answered and before he could say anything he heard Sean say "You fucking did what?" "Hi Sean. Yeah, I wasn't planning on it, but I went on a trip and ended up taking a few poz loads. I didn't find out until later..." Chris replied. Sean interrupted and said "Oh, good. If its one or two you might not get infected. How many was a few?" "Fifty one" Chris replied coldly. "WHAT?!?!? That must have been some crazy night of debauchery. You should have invited me along" Sean replied, laughing. "It was four days and we were camping. Not your scene, not even close" Chris said, chuckling. "Yeah, honey, unless you had a bunch of hung servants waiting on us all day and night, I wouldn't be interested. So... Is it too late for drugs or are you just going to see what happens?" Sean asked. "Too late, I kinda decided to let fate decide what happens, but I'm pretty sure I know what the outcome is going to be" Chris said. "It all depends but with that many loads, I think your're right. Did you just want to tell someone that you were a really bad boy or did you need some advice?" Sean asked. "A bit of both. One of the guys is supposed to check on me if I get sick, but what other stuff should I do?" Chris asked. They chatted a while and Chris got all the info he wanted. "Let me know what happens and when you got something to share, be sure to call me" Sean said before he hung up. Chris went back to work Monday, his body finally rested and mostly recovered. Mid-morning, he went back to the production area to give Steve some paperwork and the crew from the trip all came to check up on him. "Call me as soon as you start feeling sick, ok? Andy will make sure you make it through fine" Steve told him. Daily he got messages, phone calls and in-person checks to make sure he was ok. The second week after they got back, the checks got more often and when Chris didn't show up for work on Thursday, Steve and PJ both called Chris at home.

The Covid virus is becoming a sort of chastity device, keeping us from having sex with each other. i'm getting some persistent requests from guys wanting to hook up, despite my frankly reminding them of social distancing. It reminds me of guys who don't seem to read profiles, it's like you haven't said anything at all to them lol. They don't even acknowledge my comments about social distancing and continue to wanna hook up.

Nothing like being poppered up on a public bench in a sauna with a lineup of guys wanting your ass

I knew the quarantine was bad, but when my longest time fuckbuddy insisted on coming over to fuck me I knew things were desperate. Lol I mean we're great friends, but we got tired of fucking each other years ago. However, I'd never given him head as a toothless bear, and he shot in about 2 minutes, and was moaning loudly. Lol After some dinner and beers, he gave me a slow fuck and then headed back home to his lockdown. 🙂

God, I’m hard pushed the recognise a face in a sauna or a bar without my contacts. How I’d navigate that, I don’t know...😂

I was at the casino with a female friend when a guy walked-in wearing a dark blue hankie in his right-rear pocket. She noticed that I was suddenly distracted so I explained that any man who flies those colors in the Muggle World should be rewarded by myself. "Mr. Blue-Hankie" is still on my FB list.🐷

This past Friday night I was feeling the urge to pump some loads so I jumped on Grindr to see what I could find. Ended up chatting with a cute twink who made my dick swell right away. Ended up going to his place. Turns he’s an 18 year old high school senior and not 21 like he said on Grindr. Had to sneak me in through a side door since he lives with his mom. He was a pretty damned good cocksucker so took care of me on that end for a while. Then I ended up pumping 3 loads up his sweet twink hole overnight. Left him dripping sperm with a smile on his face just before dawn. Sorry, mom. He’s my boy now.

Part 8: The Initiation Naturally, I didn't get much sleep that night. I spent the following morning doing everything I could to keep my mind off what Michael had told me. I went for a run, cooked breakfast, did laundry, had an edible, but even that didn't help. But that's because I think I had already made my decision. "Can I come over?", I texted Michael. After a few minutes he responded with a simple yes. I made the trip over there, but when I knocked at the door, a man in a nice suit opened it. "Oh sorry, I was looking for Michael." "So we didn't scare you off then", he laughed. I then realized this must be Eric, the man I saw in the sling. "Come in, he'll be home in a few minutes. We can have a cigar and some scotch". I felt rather absurd doing this since I was wearing jeans and an old flannel while he was in a suit, but I wasn't one to say no. "So is this going to be a quick visit, or are you staying for dinner. Without any warning I started blurting out all of the questions I had wanted answers to, but hadn't realize that the sub was the only one that give them to me. He looked alarmed for a second at my intensity, but then laughed and told me to sit. We spent the next hour, drinking and smoking while he answered all of them. After that time, I felt like I had known him for years. "Well, looks like you both have become friends quick," Michael said. I jumped, I hadn't even heard him come in. "I was just about to ask Marcus what kind of wine he wanted with dinner. Michael is making filet and lobster tails. It's a monthly tradition." "Oh, I don't want to impose", I said. I could tell though they wouldn't take no for an answer. "Eric, why don't you two pick out some champagne and the wine for later while I bring the rest of the groceries up." He led me to a little closet that I hadn't noticed my other times there, which turned out to be a small wine cellar. He picked two bottles. "How about these?", he said. I was a bartender at a couple of fancy country clubs in college, the two bottles he had picked easily cost a few grand. While the champagne chilled, we continued drinking and smoking. After popping the bottle, and finishing it between the three of us they made some very strong martinis. Then the wine with dinner. By the time we had finished it was close to 8pm and I was certainly feeling tipsy. "Hey, we should probably start getting ready. Marcus, you can wear one of my old outfits", Eric said. "Outfits?" "Yes, we're going to a leather night". Once again I got the impression I wasn't given a choice. "Go ahead and shower, there's some lube for the nozzle in the closet". I showered, making sure to thoroughly scrub myself and clean out. As I turned the water off though, I had a realization: he told me to clean out and I just did it. Without thinking, no questions. I put on my "outfit": black sneakers with blue knee high socks, a blue jockstrap and black shorts, a very nice black harness, and a blue hat. "Damn boy you look great, just need to fix a couple things", Eric said adjusting the harness. "Come on, everyone else is here". While we had been getting ready, a few other guys had shown up. One of them was the muscle daddy Michael had forced me to make out with the other night. We hung out until about 11 drinking and chatting, though I made sure to stick with water. When we arrived at the club, I saw some of my friends. One of them texted asking me for an introduction to my new "buddy's". After about an hour of dancing I had sobered up, so went and got a drink. When I tried to pay, the bartender simply said that I was on Michael's tab. I went back to dancing with them. They pulled me into a more quiet corner. "So, have you thought about my proposal?" "I have, but I'm still not sure..." "Marcus, you are sure. You asked to come over tonight. When you were told to stay for dinner, to douche, and what to wear, you just did it", Michael said warmly. "If you want this, and we all know you do, take this and come home with us tonight", he said holding up what looked like a molly. After a couple seconds, I took it and chugged the rest of my drink with it. Eric did the same thing. Michael just smiled and kissed me more passionately than I ever could remember. Then Eric did and I felt myself melting into both of them. ...................................

i just bottomed for the second time in my life and had this happen to me, i thought it was soooo hot and it got me so excited. my dick started getting hard too. anyone else really turned on by this. i was in fucking heaven lol. the noise of his balls hitting me was such a turn on, i never thought i'd get fucked again because the first guy got in a relationship. but they recently broke up and he hit me up and i was sooo down to get fucked again. feeling his dick slowly going in my ass was just as amazing as the first time. i was like "fuck i missed this," i told him to hold his dick all the way up my ass so i could enjoy it and when he did.....i was in heaven.

Chapter 1: I had just finished college and after spending a month with one of my friends at her lakehouse I moved out to Colorado for my gap-year job. Growing up in Chicago I knew how to handle myself in a city and never found college in NYC to be an issue. I eventually found my love for the outdoors which lead to getting a job as a temporary park ranger for a year in CO. I had decided to wait on grad-school and "find myself" or whatever that meant. In truth I just wanted some time to feel good after the stress of finishing senior year. My apartment was small but with my savings from working over the summer and gotten myself a semi-decent space. It was in the middle of the small town that was only a short drive to the park and I had gotten lucky enough that I could live in my own space instead of sharing a cabin with another ranger. Grocery store was nearby, a small dive bar that seemed like it had some charm and some local shops dotted around. This set me right at ease... After a few weeks of working I decided to check out the bar, named after the guy I assumed was the owner-Mike's. Sports were on the TV, locals that I had seen in and around dotted the booths. I walked up to the counter and sat next to an empty pint, someone had left and the bartender was just taking it away. She recommended the local IPA and filled up mine up in addition to the empty glass I sat next to. "Oh just one please ma'am" I tried to say before she finished filling it. "It's not for you buddy, it's for Pat" she said, smiling and placing both drinks down, one at my seat and the other right next time to me. "Who's Pat I asked?" my nature getting the best of me and feeling a little silly after trying too turn down what I thought was for me. She gestured to the other end of the bar and as if on cue the bathroom door swung open and Pat walked out. A bulging white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up around the forearms and equally tight pinstripe pants that left me floored. He had a chiseled jawline and a slightly bushy beard with green-blue eyes that seemed kind compared to the rest of his character. As he sat down next to me and patted me on the back with his beefy hands I jumped a bit. "You always find me company Sara, and good company at that" Pat said with a smile, taking a drink and leaving some foam on his upper lip. "What's your name boy?" he asked, swiveling to face me. "Rick" I barely spat out, nervous, intimidated, and incredibly turned on all at the same time. "Well, ya look like a fine kid, what's your story?" I started to tell Pat how I came out West from college on the East Coast over the course of the night, what I wanted to do with my life and where I wanted to go. Sara was nice enough to keep the bar open a bit longer than normal at which point Pat said "You are ever gracious Sara, thank you so much," and then turning to me "What do you say we finish up at my place?" I knew when I was being hit on and obliged, curious as to why he had taken such an interest in me. He motioned to his car, a modern model that I didn't recognize but could tell was expensive. "Hop in boy, I'll show you to my place..."

Exactly... same here. Seriously last week, one turned up st my home, known him years, i was not impressed. He is a hot guy, nice thick cock, good fucker married guy. He had his hand in his tight work pants,trying to talk me into letting him in my house, never mind my arse. I stuck to my guns, was tempted admittedly.but said No. Speed up to this week, his mother has died with Covid, his wife is in hospital with complications and he has all the symptons, but is home very unwell, his 10 yr old son is living with neighbour. I was tempted, but still stuck to my guns and declined. Thank God. Just be carefull, my department sees some terrible situations.

I don’t have super low hangers so never even thought about this until I got a rubber nut stretcher. The one I have stretches my sack down about 3 inches. Having my nuts slapping definitely enhances the experience for both me and my bottoms. Not only due to the sensation but also due to the sound being made. Big turn on overall. If any guys are interested in getting one for their partners the one I have is called the Bent Stretcher.

This is very true. I felt pretty alarmed and confused (but also turned on) when I discovered the bug chasing fetish, years ago (in fact before this forum even existed). To reassure you, @BlueBear4044 , that was probably 20 years ago, or nearly so, and I lived in SF at the time. It was years before PrEP became available. I'm still HIV negative, now on PrEP, and feel much more comfortable about acknowledging the excitement and exploring it, within the boundaries that I decide are appropriate in practical and emotional terms. In that way, it's really not different from any other fetish or hazardous activity, some of which have the potential for lasting physical or psychological harm. Responsible adults learn to negotiate the risk in the world and control their interaction with it. That can be safe words and boundary negotiation for BDSM play, PrEP and/or condoms for sex, or any number of other things. To follow up @drscorpio's example, I personally have done technical rock climbing (up a vertical cliff), using ropes and gear to reduce the hazard of a serious fall, and downhill skiing, using releasable bindings to prevent a broken leg. At least once while skiing, I did fall badly enough that without that releasable binding I almost certainly would have broken my ankle. I also do wildcrafting, including mushrooms, and eat some of the things I gather. There are mushrooms out there that are toxic enough that one bite can kill you (literally). I've found and identified one. I've also found, identified, and eaten at least a dozen different types of (non-poisonous) mushrooms. So... you pays your money, you takes your choice. Nothing is absolutely safe this side of the grave, but there's no need to worry about it, we'll get there sooner or later anyway. Best enjoy the ride! That brings me to the question of why we find it so compelling. Believe me, for bug chasing, I was just as puzzled as you (BlueBear). And that is true even to last week. But your post here along with drscorpio's reply reminded me of an insight I had ages ago (1985 if memory serves). Possibly to be taken with a grain of salt, as I was in a mind-altered state at the time. Here's my theory: It is a fundamental facet of human nature to want to push the envelope. Risk-taking is baked in to every one of us at a deep biological level. Some people have more of this tendency than others, but every one of us has some of it; it's unavoidable. That part of us want to deliberately explore everything we can get away with; to find our limits and extend them as far as possible without destroying ourselves completely. If there's not some possibility that we've reached the point where we might truly destroy ourselves completely, we haven't gone far enough; in fact, that's how that part of us knows that we haven't gone far enough. If you think about it from the viewpoint of evolutionary biology, this trait gives the species as a whole (although not necessarily the individuals) an incredible evolutionary advantage. It means that, as a species, we are wired to exploit every available resource, and every resource to which we can adapt (or which we can bend to our purposes) absolutely to the fullest. And if you look at the history of our species, that's exactly what we have done! We have completely dominated the entire planet and its resources, including environments where we could never survive in our "natural" state, and even sent out ambassadors beyond the planet itself. That's a heck of a track record. And I think the argument that it would not have happened without a human trait to risk self-destruction holds together pretty nicely. So, there's your philosophy rant for this week. There's no reason to feel alarmed or guilty about challenging, or even fetishizing, t-a-b-o-o-s. It's human nature to play with fire.

Not only will bathhouses be strained on their margins by a percentage of their patrons opting to stay away, this will present a golden - if not irresistible - opportunity for moralistic elements to move to have them closed down by authorities as a menace to public health. Pray for a vaccine, if you’re the praying type. Otherwise, just wish really, really hard.

i think we're going to see a lot of change as a result of Covid-19. i'm watching all the restaurants i frequent, many have just closed, presumably for the duration. Others are trying to survive offering take out, when that wasn't their primary service prior to the pandemic. i think a lot of small businesses will simply go under from lack of capital. it seems to me that prior to Covid, there was already a trend of bath houses closing down? What business can go several months without revenue and survive? Banks are gonna get richer. The government will also, probably endorsing loans. Something like this has the power to further remove individual power and indepence. i think viking8x6 has it right when He alludes to a vaccine. Without a vaccine, lots of social activities will have to change, and some venues for those activities may not be able to change that much or that long and will cease to exist... at least for a length of time.

I was fucking this hot Latin stud on and off for a few months. He lived in an apartment with his parents. He was kinda a bad boy getting into trouble and was on a short leash with his dad. Always asking what he was doing etc. I had gotten a text from him and went over to put a couple loads in him. He started out giving me a hot bj and hitting poppers. I was rock hard and turned him on his stomach to pound out a couple loads. I was fucking him hard and fast and shot deep inside both of us moaning with pleasure. He got up to look out the window and sure enough his dad pulled into his spot. I pulled up my pants and ran to the door. He was pulling up his pants and let me out. As I was leaving the apartment building his dad and I exchanged hello’s and I got in my car with a grin. If it had been a couple minutes earlier dad would have heard the pounding and grunting coming from sons bedroom. I sometimes wonder if he would have joined?

Josh and Bobby had been drinking at a club that Josh could get Bobby into. Bobby was only 20 and Josh being 26 knew a few bartenders that would serve his little friend. Bobby stood at 5'6" and weighed 110 pounds and that with his blond hair and blue eyes made him look much younger but he was comfortable being with Josh and knew Josh would protect him. Josh was nearly 6 feet tall and 180 pounds of well built muscle along with his brown hair and brown eyes and he was a total stud. Josh liked Bobby but knew that Bobby only had one sexual experience before and it was bad so he didn't rush his little buddy but knew one day he get that tight ass. The bar was about to close when Josh ran into Stan, a friend of his, and asked Bobby if they could all go to Bobby's place for a few more drinks as his roommates were away and Bobby thought that sounded good but didn't like the look of Stan. Stan looked a few years older than Josh and had a small beer belly and looked like his lost his razor a few days ago making him look like someone Bobby would normally avoid. On the ride to Bobby's he asked Josh about Stan as Stan was following in his own car and Josh told him that Stan was ok he just looked rough but wait until you see what he brought us. Bobby was anxious now but Josh made he wait. After they all settled down in the living room and Bobby got everyone a drink Stan pulled out a pipe and a bag of off-white colored rocks that looks like maybe wax to Bobby. Josh then explained that it was rock cocaine and would be better than that time I shared the white powder crap with him. Bobby watched Stan smoke and then Josh explained to Bobby what to do and helped him. Bobby was nervous and didn't inhale much and blew it out quickly so he didn't feel the rock they way he should have. After about an hour Bobby couldn't figure out what the big deal with this drug was as it didn't do much of anything for him and finally told Josh that he was tired and was going to lie down but they should feel free to stay. Bobby got undressed and laid down on his bed as quietly listened to the guys and a couple of minutes later Stan opened his door. Bobby was quick to tell Stan he didn't want anymore or anything else but Stan knew how to handle a boy like Bobby and asked him one question. "Bobby do you like your ass rimmed?" Bobby's face went red as getting his ass licked was his biggest desire. "Bobby, you do not need to do anything, just lie on your belly and let me lick you hole as you fall asleep. Wouldn't you like to fall asleep having your hole licked?" Bobby nodded and meekly said "Yes" "Good boy, just lie back down and let me give you some great dreams." Bobby lied back down but then turned his head and told Stan not to do anything else and Stan told him other than licking his ass he wasn't going to do anything unless Bobby told him to. Just then Josh entered the room but stood at the door quietly. Bobby wasn't sure this was a good idea until Stan pulled Bobby's cheeks apart a started to lick Bobby. "Oh my god" exclaimed Bobby as he finally felt his hole being licked. "Bobby, are you ok?" asked Josh as he walked towards the bed. "I'm sorry, I didn't know Stan came in here, I'll get rid of him." "No, don't." Bobby said but before he could finish speaking Stan starting to lick him again. "Wow, that's so good. Don't stop, please don't stop." Stan continued to lick the tight little hole and Josh sat on the bed and stroked Bobby's back and told him to think only about his boypussy. Bobby lifted his head a little and Josh pushed it down gently and told Bobby to relax and enjoy this. Bobby started to moan loader as he knew he didn't need to be quiet and his mind became flooded with sex thoughts and feelings of pleasure. Josh lifted Bobby's head and softly told him "Bobby, your little boypussy looks so good, could I lick it for awhile?" Bobby nodded as he moaned and Josh leaned into the boy and for the first time kissed him. "Bobby tonight you let me and Stan give you all the pleasure you can handle." Josh kissed him again then moved to the end of the bed and as soon as Stan slid away Josh's tongue touched the hole he wanted and knew was his tonight. Bobby's moaning was so cute and got both men so hot. Stan started to undress and once he was naked he sat on the bed and rubbed Bobby's head. Josh seeing that Stan was ready stabbed his tongue into Bobby as Bobby bucked and moaned louder. "Bobby, Josh has his tongue in you now." Bobby looked over at Stan and moaned as their eyes met. Stan then leaned down and this time Bobby knew what was coming and he leaned into Stan as their tongues met. Stan took control though and held Bobby's head as he tongue fucked Bobby's mouth just as Josh was tongue fucking Bobby's hole. Stan then pulled away but pushed his hard cock towards Bobby's mouth. Bobby watched the cock getting closer to his open mouth and started drooling thinking about sucking his cock. "Stan don't" said Josh, "you told Bobby you wouldn't do anything unless he asked so don't you dare put your cock in his mouth." Bobby sadly closed his mouth but then knew what to do. "Stan could I", was all he got to say before Josh interrupted him saying "Stan why don't you get back down here". The men then switched positions and once Stan started licking Bobby and got him moaning again and watching Josh. "Bobby should I get undressed too?" "Yeah, I wanna see your .." "Bobby, you want to see my cock?" "Yes, is that ok" "Bobby I hope you want to do more than see it" Josh then started to strip as he watching Bobby and once he reached to finally pull off his boxers Bobby was again drooling. "You want this don't you?" asked Josh as he grabbed his boxer covered hardon. "Yeah I want to suck you so bad" "Bobby I can't wait to let you but you need to wait a minute till I get back" Bobby looked confused but Stan knowing that Josh was just going for the pipe and rock started to stab Bobby's hole faster getting the boy to pound his fists into his bed. Josh then returned and told Bobby that before he could suck he needed to do another hit and this time to do it exactly as he was told. Stan stopped rimming the boy and let him sit up. Josh then placed a larger rock and told Bobby to inhale slowly but not to stop inhaling until he pulled the pipe away and then to hold the smoke until he was told to exhale. Bobby nodded and did exactly what he was told to do. Once he finished inhaling Josh took the pipe and did his own hit and handed it to Stan. Bobby looked panicked as Josh hadn't yet told him to exhale and just when he felt like he would pass out Josh nodded to him. Bobby exhaled and immediately his head took off. Josh moved Bobby onto the floor as he himself exhaled and Bobby went to his knees and started to suck Josh as if his life depended on it. Josh held Bobby's head and slowly but forcefully pushed until his pupes met Bobby's face. "Bobby, now that is what rock is suppose to do to you. You need your throat fucked don't you?" Bobby shook his head up and down as he couldn't speak. Stan sat and did a hit as he watched the show and when he put the pipe down Josh pulled Bobby's face off his cock and turned the boy's head toward Stan's cock and pushed Bobby down on it. Josh stepped back and watched for a few minutes and then reloaded the pipe and told Bobby to stand up. "Bobby, do it exactly as you did last time but as soon as you finish inhaling I want you to get on your bed on your belly as you are going to feel your hole being licked will be even better." Bobby didn't say anything just opened his mouth and started to inhale. Then once the pipe was pulled away got on his bed as Josh did his hit. Josh knelt down and when he heard Bobby exhale he exhaled directly into the boy's hole as he started to tongue fuck it hard. Bobby started to think how much better it might feel if Josh used his cock instead of his tongue.

Mosquito netting, hot.

Please be that guy, @BootmanLA. We aren't omniscient on the moderation staff. We miss things. Generally, a passing mention of chems (ex That night at the baths, a few guys were clearly tweaking, but I didn't pay any attention to them.) isn't a problem. If people are talking about chem sex in the bugchasing area, it needs to be moved.

Being of the generation before HIV, bareback was the norm and even when the disease reared it's head, I remained a strict barebacker and to this day, I've NEVER had a cindom on/in me. My motto is, "If it ain't bareback, it ain't fuckin...and it ain't happenin!"

I agree. I've been totally transparent about my status on everything, and have embraced it fully. Im a proud POZ pig, and also prefer to just have it out there and to be upfront about it. I rather the guys that hit me up looking to have sex know fully well before they even message me that im positive, and personally, I prefer being with other POZ guys myself and taking their POZ loads. I'm also definitely not going to be the type of guy (unlike what can be unfortunately said about some people on this site) that hides his status like a pussy ass bitch, and then goes around knowingly infecting people like a complete douchebag. Those types of people should be ashamed of themselves.

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.

I got mine from Oxballs

You are not alone! Love feeling that and love doggy style, getting pounded from behind like an animal in heat!

Same thoughts. I don't intend to be out and about after our community quarantine is over. I will give it around month more before I head out, and I intend to head out with caution still.

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.

All the time for me. Love to get fucked in my jockstraps, and nothing is hotter than giving some random stranger my address, leaving the door unlocked, and waiting for him face down in bed with my ass up for him to breed and leave.

I got a message on fab one day from a young guy in his early 20s asking if I wanted to suck him off in his Dads garage. He sent me a pic of his cock and it looked good so I headed over. When I got there the boy waved me in and told me to come up to the office. He was sitting in a chair naked, wanking himself. His cock was huge so I started to strip off and then started to suck him. After a bit he bent me over the desk and shoved his cock up me and started to fuck me. I`d already shot a load all over the floor when the boy started to pump his seen into me when we heard someone coming up the stairs to the office It was his Dad. I was pulling up my trousers with spunk seeping out my hole and his son was pretending to be on the phone with no clothes on. He must have known what was happening but didnt say anything.

The times I've been, it's never been particularly busy, tho I don't know what it's like when there's an 'event' (like the Pool Party or Stark Bollock Naked). Saying that, I really like the place. It's very relaxed for a short, centrally-located stop-off during the day (£15 entry before 2pm), just don't go expecting the place to be rammed. Two things make me think well of the place: the nice cups of tea I've had there - little metal tea pot, milk jug, all on a tray, so fucking pleasant; and the last time I was there just before Christmas, I fucked and bred a horny, moustached, muscle-bubble-arsed bloke in the showers - kissing, rimming, sucking and fucking in one of the cabins, then went to the showers to clean up, too horny watching his muscle body getting wet, so we started fucking again, and with his hands on the wall and his legs spread, he took my load right there in the showers, absolute delight.

Damn! Thanks for continuing this story, it’s always been one of my favorites.

Cocks are just so god damn much fun. They're the source of precum, cum, and piss. They're soft / they're hard. They provide a head to suck on, piss lips to tongue, a shaft to lick, and increasingly often, a foreskin to nibble on. Most of my sucking is done in bed, not kneeling, and the subservient angle doesn't really enter into it for me. When I'm in a session of cock worship, in my head I'm also worshipping my own cock and all the good shit it does for me, my nipples standing hard on my own chest, like little sensitive dicks of their own. Every cock I play with also brings me back to those early "experiments" with brothers or cousins that most of us remember, the "forbidden" thrills that still influence our lives. Christ, what's not to like?

Twins (Part 1) BACKGROUND INFORMATION This is a fictional story about 2 twins, Jack and Jeff. At the time of these events they were 6 feet tall with lean, swimmers builds weighing 170 pounds each and had matching 8 inch cut cocks. They discovered early on that they like sex with boys. They were both versatile and spent a lot of time naked with each other sucking, rimming and flip-fucking. Since they only played between themselves they never used condoms. On the night of their senior prom they double dated, but after they took their dates home they got a hotel room so that they could fuck each others brains out. They did this because they knew that once college started they wouldn't have the chance with each other since they chose different school based on different professional ambitions. At college Jeff was closeted. He dated around a little bit with different guys, and on the rare occasion when he had sex, he played safe and used a condom. On the other hand, Jack was out and became a total slut. Although he tried condoms, he preferred it raw. Jack also met some guys at school who introduced him to drugs. Before this Jeff and Jack had only drank and smoked an occasional joint. Jack tried a variety of drugs, coke, GHB, Ecstasy, and his favorite Tina. He started off snorting and smoking her, but soon learned to slam. With his use of drugs it didn't take long before he was pozzed. Jack accepted his fate and the more he thought about being poz, the more it turned him on. It turned him on so much that it gave him the idea to poz his twin. The boys talked on the phone often and shared their sexual experiences as they would jack off together over the phone. Jeff was honest with Jack about his sexual encounters and his use of condoms. Jack never really lied to Jeff, he just 'implied' that he played safe like his brother did. THE STORY Jack and Jeff were twin brothers. They were 19 year old freshmen at two different colleges. Spring break was quickly approaching and Jack had a plan. Since their spring breaks did not coincide with each other he was going to suggest to Jeff that he could go to Jeff's school for his spring break, then Jeff could come to his for the following week. Jeff loved the idea (actually he loved the thought of he and Jack fucking like rabbits). If he only knew what Jack had in store for him. Spring break came and Jack hoped in his car ready to make the 6 hour drive to his brother's campus. He quickly went down his mental check list to make sure he had every thing he would need, clothes, shoes, money, weed laced with Tina, CHECK! Off he drove. Jack pulled up to his brother's dorm. Jeff was lucky, his roommate quit a few weeks into the term. That left him with the room to himself. Jack climbed out of his car, grabbed his bag and headed into the building, up the stairs and down the hall. There he stood at his brother's door pondering if he could go through with his plan.....he knocked on the door. Jeff opened the door and the two brothers hugged and stepped in the room so that they could do what they really wanted to do, kiss. They sat down, had a beer and Jack pulled out a (Tina laced) joint for them to share. They no more then roached it when they began to kiss again. Jeff mad the comment how strange this weed made him feel and how horny he was getting. In no time they were naked and 69'ing. Jack took his time to let his plan unfold. Jack began to lick Jeff's tight hole. Jeff was moaning like a bitch in heat that hadn't been fucked in months (in reality it was longer then that). Jeff commented on how horny the weed made him feel and looked at Jack and said "I need to be fucked bro, now!" Jack help maneuver Jeff on his back, lifted his legs to his shoulders and lined his 7" (poz) cock up with his brother's (neg) hole. Since Jack had become a slut he could last a long time. Jack planed on making sure his brother's hole was abused and bruised. Jack looked into his brother's eyes and he felt that tingle in his balls. He kissed Jeff and whispered to him "I've been saving this load for you for a few weeks". Then he grunted out "HERE IT CUMS!" as he shot (what seemed like a gallon of) his poz cum deep in side he brother. Jack held himself inside his brother for a while to make sure nothing leaked out of his (neg) hole. Jack wasn't finished with Jeff yet. He wanted to show his bro what he had learned and soon was working his dick into another erection to go for round two. Jack asked his brother if he was able to take a second pounding. As sex starved as Jeff was he quickly said "Hell ya!" Jeff kissed his brother as he felt his brother growing hard again in side him. Jeff smiled and threw his had back as Jack pounded and filled his hole for the second time. Through the week of Jack's spring break visit he seeded his brother at least twice a day. If this didn't poz Jeff, the following week when he goes to Jack's school should!

Part 4 Bobby’s only prior sexual experience was when the older brother of one of his friends seduced him and it was enjoyable for Bobby until he was rolled over on his belly and held down and was told he was going to get fucked. Bobby wanted to be fucked but didn’t want to be forced and as he was penetrated he fought and instead of getting fucked for the first time he was beat up instead. The guy got dressed and spit at Bobby who was then lying on the floor crying and told him he shouldn’t flirt with guys if he didn’t want to put out. This was different. He wanted it and he wanted them to fuck him, breed him, and do whatever they wanted. This was his choice and while he said “Rape me” he knew you can’t rape the willing but he hoped they tried. Josh pushed Bobby into the couch and slapped his ass a few times and told him that if he wanted it rough he was going to get what he wanted and he slammed his cock in all the way and then pulled it out and slammed it in again. Bobby head was flying even higher than before and his boyhole felt so fucking good and he hoped it never would end. After watching for a minute Stan decided to join them but first grabbed Bobby’s dildo off the floor. He walked around the couch and with one hand lifted Bobby’s head and told him that if he really wanted to be raped or even if he just wanted to be the best little boy whore slut bottom he could he needed to learn to always clean a cock that had pleasured his ass and then Stan pushed the dildo a few inches into Bobby’s mouth knowing that with the size of it there was no way he could get much more into that little mouth. Bobby’s brain didn’t sense any smell or any disgust. Actually he didn’t even know what he was doing except that he heard that if he did what Stan wanted he would be really raped or at least be the best little boy whore slut bottom and he knew he wanted that and he pushed his face further into the dildo until half of it was inside his mouth. Josh seeing that Bobby had gone into full slut mode decided he wasn’t holding back anything and using his entire body strength started to pummel his little friend. Stan removed the now clean dildo and shoved his own cock straight into the willing throat and held his head and fucked his face as hard as Josh was pounding his other hole. Josh told Stan that if they were both going to give it to Bobby as hard and as rough as he wanted it they too should take mega hits like him and then fuck him up good. Josh could reach the pipe without pulling out of Bobby and just stopped fucking to take a hit as big as he gave Bobby and then handed the pipe to Stan and grabbed him a huge rock too. “Bobby you want to get raped, you are going to be raped so hard, I hope you remember you asked for it”, Josh yelled after he exhaled and fucked even harder into the willing boy. Once Stan set the pipe down he picked up the dildo and handed it to Josh and told him to shove it in and wreck that hole. Josh gave it back to Stan and told him let’s switch so he can suck his ass of my cock while you ruin his hole. Bobby could barely keep up with what they were saying but a moment later felt both men pull out of him and he felt so empty and he didn’t remember what they said because he cried out for them not to stop but a moment later he screamed when Stan pushed the big black dildo all the way into Bobby’s ass and Josh then grabbed Bobby’s face and loved seeing the look of lust and terror at the same time and he asked Bobby if he was enjoying himself and Bobby nodded and smiled as Josh said well let’s see if you like my dirty dick and shoved Bobby’s head down on it. Using Bobby’s ears he pulled his head up and down. Stan pulled the dildo out and started fucking the boy as he slapped his ass. The redder his ass got the harder Stan fucked him. Josh and Stan switched places again and this time Stan was slapping Bobby’s face as he fucked it. Josh was building up steam and knew he would soon cum and after all this he knew he would flood Bobby’s bowels with his cum. “Bobby, you are going to be my boy soon, when I breed you I will own your ass forever, you are about to be mine, oh shit, here it comes you fucking bitch boy, god I love your ass Bobby.” Josh’s orgasm felt like it lasted ten minutes but Stan wasn’t going to wait that long and as soon as Josh finished pumping into Bobby Stan told him to switch quick so I can breed his pussy too. Bobby didn’t really notice Stan fucking him and cumming in him as he had Josh’s cock in his mouth and for the first time ever was tasting a cock covered in cum and ass and it was better than everything else. Bobby reached into his jockstrap and found his cock had gone hard and after only three strokes he shot his load as he savored the taste of Josh’s cock. The three guys were all worn out and they decided to crash on Bobby’s bed. Before lying down Josh went to remove Bobby’s cummy jockstrap but Bobby stopped him and told him he wanted to keep it on. Bobby told Josh what he learned that night which was that when a boy is wearing a jockstrap that tells the men he is a bottom and his hole is open and ready and this way if you or Stan wake up in the middle of the night you know it is ok to fuck me again. Bobby knew he was never again going to be raped but he was going to enjoy being used! This is the end of Bobby’s first adventure with rock but I have a few other stories about those experiences to share and while this story is done there will be others about Bobby and his adventures. These adventures are loosely based on actual experiences.