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Dillon was a hot jock who always had a girlfriend. He got hit on all the time and could have any woman he wanted and often did. No one would have guessed that he watched gay porn video's of straight guys getting head from another guy. He would jack off often to these when he was alone and imagined that he was a straight guy giving head. He knew he should really want to be the straight guy wanted to get serviced but something about sucking a big dick turned him on. He vowed he would never do it but that did not stop him from watching videos all the time. He had a few of his favorites that always turned him on. One day while he live in girlfriend was at work he was playing online and searching Doublelist and found some post about guys giving head and he though why the fuck not, put up an ad and see if any hot dick presents itself and he created a post and put it up. He just needed more jack off material is how he rationalized it. The post read like this. Straight Jock wants to orally service another straight cock. Nothing more, just sit back and let me suck and service your road till you blow your load. No small talk, just some great head and I will even swallow your cum. 24 5'11 165 blonde blue eyes and muscled with a hot mouth. He loaded a pic of his body no face, showing off his tight body. Dillon went on to watch some new videos, and an hour later he still had not blown his load. He checked his email and there were more than twenty responses. He started looking through them and most were gross. Old men but he came to one where a muscled guy in he 40's that got his attention and another for a traveling guy who would be coming to the city in a few days and needed head. The local guys sent a pic of his hot boy shirtless in his underwear with his dick rock hard and it read. Hung straight guy,wife is out of town and just need some good head. You must be able to deep throat 9" and lick and suck my balls and eat ass. If you can't do all three do not respond. I agree with no talking, not fucking looking for anything but a regular mouth to service me orally. (Dillon was rock hard after reading this and looking at his pic over and over) The second was Married white guy with a pregnant wife. Dude, I will be in town for two nights and need some relief. My wife and I have not had sex and she is a few weeks from giving birth and I need to get off in the worst way. Liked that you just want to suck dick and unlike hooking up with a chick. Having a straight dude suck me off is not cheating as far as I am concerned. I am 29 a ginger 6'3 200 lbs, all muscle and have 8.5 thick uncut dick. I have sent a pic of my meat to make sure you can handle it. ( even harder after reading this one) Dillon fought the urge to respond but thought, fuck there was nothing wrong to responding. He set up a new email and shot off a response to the Ginger. * Hey, thanks for hitting me up. Fuck that is a hot dick, I would love to suck your big dick and give you lots of pleasure while you are visiting. I can tell from your email you have tons of built up cum and I can help you relieve the pressure and your blue balls. Where in the city is your hotel? Can you host? Dillon was proud of himself and somehow even more turned on. He decided to send a message to the guy was local as his dick was rock hard and dripping. * Hey, thanks for responding. I would definitely like to orally service you and make your build up a huge load to feed me. When are you available and what side of town do you live? Can you host? Dillon notice that the responses kept coming in and there had to be another fifteen in his other email. He went back and of the fifteen there were three he liked. 1) Hung Married guy who works out and cums a lot. Just need your hot mouth on my dick and to suck out a load or two. The picture show a really thick dick on a muscled stomach. Very private and just looking for a hot mouth. I walk in and you are blindfolded and you fish my dick out and suck me till I cum down your throat. 2) BBC need a hot mouth and throat to get off. Must be able to service big dick for a long time and lick my balls. If you start you must finish, no fucking leaving this nigger with blue balls. He sent a pic of his huge dick. 3) In a relationship but totally and sexually frustrated. Have not had sex in weeks and need to unload big time. Can not host but know a Glory hole you can suck me off at. It is private let me know. The pic showed a long not to thick cut dick with black pubs. 26 years old, 6" 180 and worked out. Need a cock sucker for anonymous head. Dillon Answered all three of them but he really wanted the first and third with the third being his favorite of the three. He kept checking but after an hour no one had gotten back to him. He went to grab a bite and he too was sexually frustrated. He had been edging all day and now more then ever he wanted to suck one of these guys dicks. He calmed down after he had a bite and knew it was just hot cyber sex and that was all it was really suppose to be. He walked back to the apartment and wondered if anyone had responded. ....

"So... the canoe trip? What happened there?" Chris asked. Andy laughed again. "After I graduated, my dad invited Ken and his partner over for a BBQ. Ken cornered me in the kitchen when no one was around. He said his gaydar was goin' off the charts on me. 'Are you gay?' he asked, his face just a couple inches away from mine. I didn't want to out myself to my dad's friend, but I figured since he was gay it would be ok. Next thing I know, I had Ken's dick down my throat and my dad walks in. 'Hey Steve! Yeah, he's a faggot alright, just like I told ya. Great cocksucker too. You should bring him on the canoe trip' Ken told my dad while he kept fuckin' my face" Andy said. Chris bit into an egg roll and waited for Andy to continue. "So?" he eventually asked. "Well, my dad didn't want me to go but I kinda begged him to let me. I thought it would be like the camping trips my family went on when I was a little kid" Andy said, laughing. "I walked in on a conversation he and Ken were having right before the trip and I heard my dad say 'I'm sure he's clean' and then they changed the topic when they saw me. I decided to stay quiet on my status and figured I would bottom the whole time since there was less risk for the tops that way" he added. "You got fucked by everyone?" Chris asked, wondering how close it was to his experience. "Eventually. Until I got there, I didn't know I had no choice but to bottom. My dad wouldn't fuck me the first two days, but then Ken made him fuck me in front of everyone around the campfire. It was weird, but I just pretended it was just some anon fuck with a daddy like I'd done a hundred times before. My dad even said while he was fucking me 'Guess it doesn't matter any more'. That kind of confirmed my suspicions that they were all poz too" Andy said. "How'd you know?" Chris asked. "Just like with you, guys made comments alluding to it. You actually called us out on it during the trip. I didn't. Colin didn't. God, he was so fuckin' clueless he didn't get tested until months later. Who knows how many people he infected before finding out" Andy said. He paused a moment and then continued "I didn't say anything or get visibly ill after the canoe trip, so about two months after the trip my dad made me go get tested for STDs. I pretended to be shocked when I got my results but it was kind of hot hearing the words again" Andy explained. "They just thought I was one of those guys that never shows symptoms when they convert. If only they had seen me when I really did. I was sick as a dog for two weeks" said Andy. "Do you still fuck with your dad?" Chris asked after a long pause. "No, not really. Since I got pozzed I've been mostly topping. Dad is also a top, though I think he likes getting fucked by Ken. I think Ken is the one that pozzed him. I've walked in on them a few times and Ken is always fuckin' my dad. The best part is that I no longer have to sneak guys into the house to fuck. Dad is cool with it and it can be funny in the morning when the guys we fucked the night before are walking around the house naked and run into each other" Andy said. Chris nodded as he finished the last of his dinner. "Thanks for taking care of me. I can be a real ass when I'm sick. I just want to be alone" Chris said. "No problem. I've done it for a bunch of guys and kind of enjoy it. There's something about watching a guy convert and knowing you had a part in it" Andy replied. Chris grinned back at Andy but didn't say anything else. Andy got up and tossed out the takeout containers in the garbage can and then went to wash the forks, spoons and glasses. As he dried the last one he turned to Chris and said "You've already picked out your first victim, haven't you."

Totally embarrassing situation...that turned out super hot: One afternoon at Burning Man I’d taken 4 or 5 loads from different guys while in a sling. I was parched so I threw on a kilt and headed to a popular bar camp for a couple drinks. While having a drink there I started talking to this super hot str8 guy who is just my type: hairy chest & belly and a scruffy 5-day growth on his face. His ice blue eyes and occasional wafts of ripe armpit scent were mesmerizing so when he asked what I’d been up to I didn’t hesitate to say, “Taking a lot of dick, buddy”. Because radical self-expression and immediacy are part of the principles of Burning Man the vibe is very accepting there, I was pretty sure he wouldn’t freak...and he didn’t. He was a little surprised and said, “Wow, man...you like that? I mean, like, taking it?” He actually told me—several times—he thought it was cool if I ”wanted to do that” yet, at the same time, asserting that he ”can’t really relate, because as a str8 man, I’m the penetrator” This led to a pretty candid & detailed description on how much he loves being the penetrator and how hot it is to be inside a woman and etc. It was totally hot listening to him and watching him get aroused. So...I described to him how much I love being penetrated and having a hard cock inside of me. He just kept kinda shaking his head a bit and saying, “Wow!” He was so hot and I was totally hard listening to him and watching him tug on his dick. When I saw that he was hard in his shorts and caught another whiff of his ripe pits, it was too much for me. My hole gaped and a ton of cum noisily shot out of me and right down my leg. I didn’t say anything but he and I looked down at the same time and the trail of cum on my leg was obvious. He said, “Dude, is that what I think it is? You let guys cum inside you?” When I nodded yes, he gripped his dick and said, “Fuck! Women NEVER let me cum inside them!” I listened to him tell how long it had been since he’d fucked without a condom and how much he just wanted to fuck bare and shoot his load inside. I purposely looked around us to make sure he could see that nobody could hear us. “Well, buddy, I’m going back to my private RV and I’m offering if you’re interested” When he hemmed and hawed yet didn’t outright say no I looked around again, put my drink down and told him, “Nobody has to know. I’ve got my own RV and it’s nearby...and you can shoot your load in me...” as I turned and slowly walked away. He followed me to my RV. I got on all fours on the edge of the bed and he fucked me and blew his load in me. Typical of str8 guys, he had his shorts up and was out the door as soon as he came. But....2 days later he was back looking for me, telling me he’d just had a shower and was wondering if we could “do that again”. I sat him on the sofa, sucked him hard and ate his ass (another first for him) before moving to my bed to give my ass to him again. He stayed about 90 mins and shot his load in me twice. Blissful. Haven’t seen him since.

Dillon got back to his apartment and even though he kept telling himself that he was not going to act on any of this, he really wanted them all to want him. Once he got back he checked the first email his regular one and he had five more responses from old men. He deleted them, then he checked his new email and there were two responses. First one - Married guy coming into town with his hotel and times he would be available once he arrived. (Dillon's rock hard but did not respond right away) Second response - Glory hole guy, he gave Dillon an address and a picture of the building where the Glory Hole was located and a time. 4 PM for Dillon to arrive and told him to go into the last stall and tap his foot three times. He also said he would be wearing red converse high tops. So Dillon knew he was tapping the right guy. I will tap back and once I do pull up on the toilet paper dispenser and it will come off the wall and you will see a hole. Stick your finger up and rub it on the base of the hole and I will slowly feed my cock through. I will need to cum twice, so after you swallow my first load keep sucking. I will need a confirmation by 2 PM to make it there by 4 PM. (Dillon looked at his watch and it was 1:45 ) Dillon typed his response and waited but after five minutes he said fuck it and sent it off. He justified, it was anonymous and he could still blow the guy off and change his mind all the way till 3:45 since he was just 15 minutes from the location. His response read: Dillon - Dude, I will be there. I am wearing black kicks and so ready to suck your big dick and swallow your loads. Anonymous guy - Good, be there at 4 PM exactly. Not any earlier, my dick is dripping thinking of your work mouth on my prick. When you arrive come to the side of the building and use the second door. Ignore the signs that say no trespassing. Dillon could not stop touching his dick and had to watch several clips of Glory Hole action and he was really getting turned on. He took a break and responded to the straight guy coming into town. Dillon - Definitely want to service your big dick. love your foreskin and bush. Totally ready to drain you. Your hotel is 10 minutes from my apartment so I can get to you easily, so early morning before work, after work and lunch are the best. Otherwise we can play it by ear and hit me up and see if I can break free from my girl to drain you! Dillon grabbed one of the dildos his girl used often and began to suck it and he gagged some, although he continued and stopped gagging. He grabbed the bigger one he bought her that she never uses and tried it and gagged, He kept working it in his mouth and throat and after ten minutes he was sucking that big fat dildo without gagging. He looked at the clock and it was 3:30. Right then his Girl text him and said she had to work late again and would not be home till seven and he text her back and said no problem babe. I will grab take out tonight. Love you! Now Dillon was feeling entirely guilty and he went to shut his computer down and he thought about the straight guy saying having a guy suck your dick is not cheating. If that is true sucking a dick can't be either. He knew deep down that was bull shit but he really wanted to believe it as he started sucking on that huge dildo again. After a couple minutes he put them back in the drawer and left to go to the old building side entrance bathroom. He arrive at the parking lot at 3:55 and waited till 3:59 and walked to the door and looked and his watch said 4 PM and he entered and he went to the end stall as directed. It was clean in there and he played with the toilet paper dispense to make sure it came off as he was told and to his surprise it just lifted up. He put it back and then heard the door. He nervously sat on the toilet and waited as the stall next him opened and he saw two red converse high tops walk into the stall and tap his foot three times. (he did not even sit down) Dillon tapped his foot three times and then removed the toilet paper dispenser and he could immediately see the long uncut dick being fed through the hole. The guy had lots of skin and precum was leading out of it. Dillon began to suck on the skin and nibble on it and slide his tongue and dock his tongue and lick the guys head. Tasting that precum, Dillown was in heaven. The guy pulled back his skin a little and the rest of the precum poured into Dillon's mouth and he back to suck and swallow more and more of that beautiful uncut dick. Ten minutes in the guy shot his load in Dillon's mouth and all Dillon heard was swallow, Dillon pulled off and swallowed and the guy left his dick right there and Dillon went back to working the head and sucking his dick and it took another fifteen minutes and he shot his second load. The guy pulled his dick out slowly as Dillon swallowed the second load. He loved hot it tasted and wondered if it was just this guy or is that what guys taste like. The guy said, stay right there don't fucking move until I have done for two minutes. Dillon said okay. the guy undid the stall and headed out. Dillon stayed as instructed. Before Dillon could get up the door opened and Dillon jumped up and sat on the stall and before he could cover the hole a guy was standing in the stall. He was wearing work boots. He tapped his foot three times and Dillon did the same out of instinct. The guy unzipped his jeans and slide a fat 8" dick through the hole. It was cut, big fat head and lots of veins. Dillon got back down on his knees and licked the head and took the entire head in his mouth and sucked and he hard the guy moan a little and push his dick further through. Soon Dillon was sucking the guy deep and after 8-10 minutes of heaving sucking and licking the guy blew in Dillon's mouth. All the guy said was "Thanks, be here tomorrow at the same time." The guy left and Dillon had no idea what he looked like or anything about him but that he loves his big dick and his cum tasted even better then the first dude. Dillon put the toilet rack back on the wall and left quickly. It was almost 5 PM and he headed back to the apartment and he kept tasting the men he swallowed. All he could think about is sucking more dick. When he arrived back he had a response from Anonymous, great cock sucker. Be there tomorrow at the same time, I am off again tomorrow and definitely need to unload in that cum dump mouth of yours. Dillon loved told he had a cum dump mouth and hated it at the same time. He wondered why others did not hit him up that he sent an email to and thought I really need to hit up that bbc guy. Wonder if his cum taste different?

"Fuckin' awful" Chris said into the phone. Steve reassured him that he would be ok and the flu would be over in a few days or maybe a week. "Andy will be over there in a couple hours to take care of you" Steve said before hanging up. Three hours later, Chris heard a knock on his door and crawled out of bed. He opened the door and Andy looked back at him with a huge grin, carrying a few shopping bags and a small backpack. "Congrats!" Andy said as he walked past Chris into the apartment. He set the bags down in the kitchen and looked back just in time to see Chris slump to the living room floor. Andy helped get him back to his bed and then unpacked the groceries. He checked on Chris every hour, taking his temperature and keeping him hydrated. As the clock hit midnight, Chris looked up and saw Andy standing next to his bed, naked. "Move over, I want to feel that hot body next to mine" Andy said chuckling. "Fuck off and let me sleep" Chris replied. "I'm gonna fuck, all right" Andy said climbing into the bed. Chris was too weak to put up much of a fight and soon felt Andy's cock probing his ass. Andy pushed in and felt the feverish body wrap around his cock. He had Chris's sweating body against his own and rocked his hips, plunging his cock in and out of Chris's hole. Chris moaned and Andy pumped faster until his cock started to pulse, firing volleys of infected cum deep into Chris's guts. Chris and Andy fell asleep and over the next few days Andy kept Chris filled with toxic cum. Chris got used to it and whenever he heard Andy come into the room, he rolled onto his stomach and pushed his bare ass up. Sunday night Chris heard the door open and assumed the position. "Again, Andy? You're one horny fucker" Chris said groggily. "Not Andy" Ken said as he pushed his shorts off. He was already hard and dripping as he climbed on the bed and mounted Chris. "Fuck, that hole feels even better than on the trip" Ken said as he buried his cock into Chris's sloppy hole. It wasnt a long fuck, but Ken got what he wanted - his dick inside a guy that was losing the battle with the bug and some empty balls. "Stay there, we got a few more that want to use that hot ass" Ken said. One by one, PJ, Danny and Eric took their turns, pounding Chris's ass and dropping in their own special seed. Andy came in after ushering the guests out and slid into the bed and pulled Chris next to him. He slipped inside Chris's cum filled hole and wrapped his arm around him before both of them dozed off. By Tuesday, Chris was feeling better and decided he could get back to work the next day. The two sat at the table that night, eating takeout Chinese food. "So, is that how you got pozzed up? On the canoe trip?" Chris asked. Andy let out a loud laugh. He leaned in and said "Nah, but the group thinks it was. I'll tell you, but you gotta keep it between you and me." Chris nodded and Andy continued "I was kind of a slut in college. I wasn't out to my dad at the time, but I was pretty sexually active in both high school and college. A fuckbuddy of mine took me to a bunch of sex parties my junior year in college and at one of them the tops were mostly poz. This one guy asked me if I wanted his poz load. He was fuckin georgous and I said 'yeah, breed me.' A dozen hot guys later, my ass was dripping charged loads and I had all of their numbers. My buddy turned down the poz guys but I kept hooking up with a couple of them. One was a gymnast and could fuck for hours and the other was one of my professors who let his assistants fuck me after he loaded me up." Chris looked back at Andy with his jaw dropped open. "Yeah, a month later and I was where you are right now - just getting over the fuck flu. My prof told me about a doctor that was kinda shady and he tested me. I was so fuckin' toxic and suddenly I was one of the tops at the parties, breeding other college guys and turning them into poz sluts. I even knocked up my fuckbud. He had no clue until he got sick" Andy told Chris with a wicked grin.

Epilogue: The New Decade Almost ten years had passed since the first night I'd met Michael. Tonight was New Years Eve, 2029. i stood at the bar of the rooftop club I was at in Chicago, taking in the people around me. It was a nice event but I was bored and ready to go home. I wasn't even particularly horny. I was just thinking about how ten years ago my life changed so much. Shortly before my 26th birthday I was accepted into a program at MIT, and after two years working for my Masters, I got into Harvard Business (though I think Michael had something to do with that). After my graduation from Harvard, Michael asked me to actually marry him; saying that I had been with him longer than any other men and he wanted our life to stay the same forever. By that point I was almost 31, and he was in his mid-forties. I could tell that as much as he loved his life at this stage it was more important to feel that special connection while still living it. Who would have thought he would be more sentimental than me. Unfortunately it only lasted a couple years: he was on his morning run one day, and someone ran a red light hitting him. He died in the hospital a couple days later from a blood clot that formed during his surgery. He had left everything to me. Eric died before we were married, during one of his many trips for work he came in contact with someone who unknowingly had contracted Ebola and would trigger the worst outbreak since 2014 (the 20's were a bitch for viruses and hurricanes; New Orleans isn't on the map anymore pretty much). I wasn't sure if it was irony or just the universe with a sick sense of humor: two men with a disease that would eventually kill them dying from things completely unrelated. I kept Michaels apartment, and used some of the money to buy a small lake house in my hometown. I spent about six months there, but alone in the world again, I applied for and took a job as a senior VP for a venture capital firm specializing in biotech in LA. Even though I had my condo there now, I still loved to travel and decided to ring in the new decade and my 35th birthday in the Windy City. I'd definitely hit up the bathhouses multiple times over the course of the next few days but tonight all I wanted was sleep. After midnight I exited the building and started walking to my hotel. I wasn't sure what it was, but there was something in the alley across the street that caught my eye. I crossed over and saw someone huddled over on the ground. "Hey, do you need help?", I asked. A man stood up. He was a little shorter than me, blonde hair and green eyes with a mustache. If I had to guess I'd say he about 28. He had a cut underneath his eye, and was holding his side. "Yea, I'm fine. Got mugged." "You should report that to the police." "They hit me for making out with a guy. Then again when they realized I didn't have anything of value". He looked like he was on the verge of tears, not that I would blame him. "My hotel isn't far from here, why don't you come with me. Where's the other guy you were with?" He just shook his head. "Ok well lets get you indoors and some medicine on that eye; and make sure those ribs are just bruised." I put my hand out and he took it, but I could feel him recoil at my touch when he looked into my eyes. I smiled to myself a little, finally understanding what Michael saw when he first touched me all those years ago, and also seeing what lied underneath.

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..."

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.

Yes I am definitely into the dynamic. obviously from my profile pic you can see I'm a total beta. Though I will say I have trouble finding guys who are able to truly dominate me. I'm very verbal and always try to encourage the alpha/Top to be rough and degrading with me... call me his faggot, cumdump, whore, slut.... etc Also, I have my dick locked up and actually shrank it quite a bit. I have NEVER topped. I only get pleasure through my pussy. love the dicotmy of being a total pussy bottom fag compared to a real man who actually gets hard and fucks cum whores like me

Mine was a while back I had had some fun with a buddy of mine and wanted to exercise afterwards. I went on a run and thought nothing of a thick load planted deep inside me a couple of hour ago. I finished the run and wen to the store to get some drinks and oblivious to the stream of cum that had leaked down my leg. Normally it would have been a turn on but a store associate asked if I needed a tissue. I was so embarrassed but that’s what happens when you let big boys play with your hole.

I finally decided to take advantage of no-cost PReP (Descovy) through Music City PReP Clinic! They’re super nice and helpful, I recommend looking them up if you’re after PReP. My prescription was put in this morning and I expect my meds to arrive Monday and hope to find a big load to take 7 days later. I still have to be very careful about others STI’s I’m not vaccinated for. I must play discretely at this time.. I have been bred a handful of times in the past which led to extreme paranoia, but now I’m so anxious to get pumped full of cum! I hope I can get in touch with my usual/occasional playmate. If you’re in/around Johnson City, TN hit me up! Just wanted to make this post to memorialize today...really need to get motivated to start posting a fuck diary..

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.

Yes. That is why faggot cumdumps exist. To take loads. All loads. From anyone, anytime, anywhere.

Hey guys, I agree with most everything you've already said - great points raised. I agree that even if they were to reopen tomorrow I'd be wary of going back, despite the fact that I've never been so horned for cocks in my life before! So I guess, like the economy, my hole will reopen slowly, in stages, receiving one cock at a time hopefully from non-Covid infected Alphas. That being said, I truly can't wait for the day that Slammer in L.A. reopens. When appropriate then I'm gonna whore myself out there life I never have before. Oink!

What @BgChsr35 said. Stay focused on the sex act and your partner. Have sex as you normally do it. Don't "act" for it will look fake. It can be weird to have a camera inches away from you. I got over it by thinking of the hot man I was getting to fuck and it always helped me ignore it. Constant glancing at the camera takes the viewer out of it, too. Usually you will just have sex. Sometimes we ran through a brief check list first from the director about, say, the order of the positions we were going to do. My first director had very specific ideas about cum shots. Sometimes your partner has specific things he won't do--or really want to do--and checks in to see if you are fine with that.

I love it! love being in a jockstrap and letting tops cum in me like that. I never touch my dicklet during sex and lately I keep it locked. As a faggot I'm all about being used for a mans pleasure and there is no use for my clitdick in that

I just got my cherry bred away before the quarantine because of doublelist. He was so hot and straight, and just needed a young hole to breed.

Part 12: The End About three weeks had gone by and I had settled into a routine. I'd wake up every morning and get a load from Michael, then go meet my trainer. If it was a day in the office, I'd go in, then back to meet my trainer before dinner. By this point the steroids and double gym sessions everyday had done their work; I looked like all the other beefy men that had become my family the past few months. After dinner Eric would give me a load. I still wasn't showing any symptoms though, and the weekly antigen tests done by Sean kept coming up negative. We had thought the blood slams and all the loads they used as lube for sure would have made quick work of me. Just as I was getting desperate though, I woke up in the middle of the night and rushed to the bathroom to vomit. The bed was drenched in sweat, and I laid on the cool tile floor shivering, yet felt my skin on fire. Michael must have heard me from the other room, because suddenly he was putting me back in bed. I spent the next several days there. I always had Michael or Eric there with me. Sean came in the morning and night to check up on me, and give me a banana bag. On the fourth day, when my fever was beginning to drop a little, Michael looked him and just said "Go for it". Sean stripped and with some of the cum lube, shoved his dick into my hole. The fever had drained my energy and all I could do was lay there and moan as he added his toxic seed to the vessel that was now my body. The three of them began using me like that for the rest of my conversion, and they allowed other guys to do the same. After about a week I finally was almost back to normal. The antigen tests confirmed what we knew had happened; Michael and Eric had successfully converted me. Sean said all three of us would start meds right away. I was relieved at this; as much as I had wanted this part of them I also wanted to be healthy to live my new life for as long as possible. A few weeks later we went to Erics cottage in Provincetown. They arranged a couple nights for anonymous breeding parties (Eric even went to living his real life as a bottom and joined me taking loads). When we weren't doing that, we were at the beaches during the day or getting fucked in the dark under the pier at night. After we left, Eric announced that his work was done, and he would be moving to his own condo in the city. I went to sleeping in Michaels room with him permanently. At the end of the summer, he took me to have some new tattoos: on my left hip his initials and the date we had met, on my right Erics and the date I had converted. He also had me get two scorpions on either side of my hole and one on my lower back that said Cum Dump, along with a couple piercings on my taint. Later that night, as he was fucking me with some wasted troll I'd invited up, he leaned in and said "I meant what I said, you choose the new life you want and I will always love you" as his venom unleashed in my guts. .....................................

I’m sure this will be the final blow to a lot of bathhouses. Many of them barely hanging on the last few years. Can you imagine what their insurance premiums will be like if they can even get liability insurance. Also a lot of guys, me included, will not be going back until there is a vaccine for the virus. I sure hope some of them make it through. I have had a lot of fun at the baths.

I got loaded by my married daddy neighbor while his wife is stuck down state. I have video of me sucking him if anyone is interested. My first video!!! [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/sucking-my-married-michigan-daddy-43629061

Unfortunately, I gave my last load to myself and I took it in my ass. social distancing has me a bit desperate for a cock in my hole and cum running out. So, decided if I can’t have someone breed me I’d breed myself. I flipped my cock and slid the head in. Fucked myself popping the head in and out of my desperate hole until I blew my cum. Got the satisfying feeling of hot cum running out of my used hole.

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.

Yes absolutely. The hole is there when He has the urge to fuck and dump his load.

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

Part 2 Friday finally arrived, and I had big plans for the twins! After tonight they would be my little fucksluts for the rest of the summer. I knew once I had them hooked in they wouldn't be able to refuse hard cock, mine, or anyone else's. And I had plenty of party supplies on hand to guarantee my success. They came over as planned for another "movie" night, and I was just in my underwear as usual. Instead of beer this time, I handed them glasses of soda and told them there was booze in them. Of course it was G that was in their drinks. We settled down to watch 300, which I of course picked for all the hot practically naked men. Soon the boys were getting loose and relaxed, and I noticed, erect in their shorts. Time to introduce the big guns. I brought out a glass pipe I had preloaded with a hefty load of shards. "You guys ever had T?" I asked. "No man." Brodi said, rolling his head toward me. "What's it like?" "Dude," I said, "if you thought weed was great, this shit kicks its ass!" I lit the pipe and melted the shards till it started filling up with white smoke. Holding it up to Brodi's pink lips, I told him to suck. He inhaled it deep, and coughed a bit. Then I held it up to Benji and looked deep in his eyes. "Suck boy." I told him, and he took a big hit, and coughed like his brother. I sat between them and passed it back and forth, from one pouty pink mouth to the other. Each boy had 4 big hits before it was empty, their blue eyes turning glassy and black. I had them. I let their first rush settle in a bit, while I casually rubbed their hairless thighs, eliciting light moans from them. I could feel the sexual heat building up in them as I moved closer to their cocks. Benji grabbed my hand and placed it right on his hard dick. "Patience boy," I said to him. "All in good time." I knew they thought I was going to suck them off again, but little did they know what was truely in store for them. I stood and replaced the movie with a nasty gay porn from T.I.M. Soon the tv was filled with images of hot bareback sex. I loaded a fresh pipe, and took the first hit myself. Turning to Benji, I placed my mouth on his and pinched his nipples. He gasped and instinctively inhaled as I blew in his mouth. I slipped my tongue in him, meeting no resistance. I sucked on his tongue and pinched his pink tits for a minute as he melted into me. Taking another hit, I did the same thing to Brodi, again, meeting no resistance from the supposedly straight boy. We all hit the pipe a few more times till it was gone, the boys flying high. "Do you like?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Fuck yea," said Benji, "feels amazing!" "You ain't felt nothing yet!" I said, pulling his shorts off. "You thought a blowjob was great, feel this!" I rolled the naked boy over, chest on the couch, legs hanging down, and spread his ass cheeks apart. There before me was a perfect pink virgin hole. I shuddered as I dove into it, digging my tongue deep into him, eating his pussy. He just moaned and pushed his ass back on my face, getting as much of me in him as he could. Damn he was going to make a great fuckboy! I pulled off him, and grabbed his brother, putting him in the same position, ripping off his shorts and diving into the identical match of the pussy I just ate. Brodi groaned as I gave him the same treatment, getting his hole nice and juicy. It was all I could do to pull off of him, but it was time for the next step. "Don't move boys!" I said as I got up and retrieved two needeless syringes, inserting them into the twins simultaneously, pushing the plungers, releasing a hefty dose of T into their asses. "This will burn a little, but then it will feel so good!" As they got higher, I started fingering their holes. Soon they were taking two fingers each, and begging for more. I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed the lube and chose Brodi first. Since I knew he was the more dominant of the two, I wanted him to take my cock first. I grabbed some poppers and held them under his nose. He inhaled several times, and I knew he was ready. I pushed my head into his anus, and it just popped right in. I held him down while I slid it all the way till I was buried. "Oh my God!" He yelled. "Oh fuck! Take it out please!" He begged. I just stayed buried in him. Grabbing his nipples I started to Fuck him while I pinched his titties. Soon his begging for me to pull out turned to begging for me to fuck him. I slammed his sweet hole while his brother watched him. After 10 minutes I pulled out of him and moved to Benji. I gave him poppers and slammed my cock in him hard. He howled out in agony but I didn't care. My dream had come true. I was fucking the Baxter twins! And it was everything I had hoped it would be! Benji was soon moaning and begging for more, just like his brother. I knew I had two hot sluts in the making! I pulled out, and rammed back into Brodi. He took it all, moaning like a whore. I went back and forth between the boys, stretching their cunts, pounding them deep, until I couldn't hold off anymore. "Tell me you want it boys!" I demanded. "Tell me you want me to breed your cunts!" Both boys begged me for it, each one desperate to take my load. I gave Brodi the first couple squirts, shooting deep in his guts before pulling out. Then I slammed Benji and unloaded the rest of my big cumload into him. I pulled out and looked at my work with satisfaction. I had done it. The twins were mine now. My spunk in both their holes, claiming them as my cumdumps. I grabbed my phone. Time to introduce my new sluts to my friends! Awww foxboy, you're my new best (slutty) friend!

I’ve now shared my boy’s sweet NEG ass with a handful of friends, some POZ, but mostly NEG. We’ve talked about it and he’s not a chaser, he’s just a cum-loving slut. I can’t hold that against him. Besides, his ass is so hot and so tight, it would be criminal not to share it. I always fuck him bare, and talk real dirty about sharing his ass with strangers, and whoring him out. A few moths ago, we decided to take things to another level, and attend a POZ-friendly sex party, if we could fine one. My boy saw one close to our apartment, and made a reservation. Condoms to be provided, but not required. Getting ready for the event was HOT. I helped him clean out his ass real good, and thought some of the guys there might appreciate a pre-lubed sweet hole for them to use. I rimmed his hole getting it good and sloppy before plunging my rod in to the balls and fucking him hard for a good fifteen minutes before depositing my load deep within. I fingered his ass to make sure every drop made it in and then squirted a bit more lube up there for good measure. I didn’t know how many cocks he’d take that night, but didn’t want anyone to tear him up. When we arrived, we checked our clothes. My boy kept his jock on, and we both kept on our socks, with a few condoms each, just in case. He told me it was okay to play with other bottoms, and I could fuck them raw, but he wanted me to pull out before coming, so I could give my loads to him. I made him PROMISE me to not take anyone raw unless they promised they were NEG. He agreed, but looked a little hurt. My boy went to look for a water bottle to keep himself hydrated and told me to “make friends.” I was shocked to see one or two familiar faces there. One was my old buddy BJ, a barrel chested cigar smoking bearded daddy-type bear, in leather chaps, with his cock hanging out. I am usually a top, but a few summers ago, after a particularly wild party, I gave my raw ass to BJ and took his load. I fondly remembered his beer-can thick cock, big egg-sized low-hanging balls, and salty load dripping down my thighs. He had licked up as much as possible and snowballed it to me. He asked what I was doing there, and I said, “Lining up some dick for my boyfriend." "You still NEG?” he asked. “As far as I know.” “Your boy?” “NEG.” “Fuck,” he said, “I’d tap his hot little ass any time, but I got POZZED.” I asked when, and he promised it was after our one hot time together. I told him he was free to fuck him as long as he bagged up and pulled out before coming. I told him I would get off on licking up his BUG JUICE from my boy’s ass and back. That really got him going, and he started slowly jerking himself. My boy came back with some water, and I introduced BJ to my boy. He was smitten. BJ took his hand and led him to a mattress in a side room. Watching my boy savagely kissing this hot POZ daddy got me rock hard. BJ bent him over to fuck him doggy style, facing me as I fed my hard cock to my boy’s hungry mouth. He was in heaven. I offered BJ a condom, but he refused. I thought he was going to fuck him raw, and was about to protest, when he reached into his back pocket and got one of his own. He carefully unwrapped it, and properly put it on. My boy was screwing his ass around in circles, hungry for action, and wondering what the delay was. I nodded to BJ, and properly bagged up, he slowly slid his cock all the way in. My boy was not quiet about how much he was enjoying being fucked by this thick cock. I pulled my dripping dick out of his mouth and whispered into his ear, “BJ’s POZ, but he’s fucking you safe, and he promised to pull out when he comes. I’ll feed it to you if I don’t swallow it all myself.” He grunted approval, reaching back to make sure BJ was all latexed up. After a few minutes doggy style, BJ’s pace increased and he lunged forward, then paused for a few seconds. He leaned forward and whispered something in my boy’s ear. He grunted back, “Oh yeah, man. Don’t stop. Give it to me!” “Getting close?” I asked. “Fuck yeah!” I noticed we had drawn a bit of a crowd, and there were four or five guys egging BJ on, “Load him up!” “Cum in his ass,” they shouted. BJ picked up his pace again, and really started slamming his ass. He pulled out, and went to pull off the condom. It was then I saw that it had ripped. I guess that’s what that lunge was. He didn’t even seem to notice that the condom had broken, but he’d kept his promise and pulled out, thank God. He shot a massive load all over my boy’s sweaty back and ass. I lurched forward and licked it off in gobs, making sure it wouldn't drip into his used sweaty hole. I spit it into his piggy grinning face. He swallowed it all down, meekly thanked BJ for a good time, and asked the crowd, “Who’s next?” BJ wasled away to a corner to watch the action. A skinny nerdy looking frekle-faced redhead with a huge wang nervously stepped up. As my boy’s pimp for the night, I gave the redhead the same rules I had given BJ. He nodded okay. I offered him a condom, and he smiled, pulling one of his own from his socks. Same brand as BJ. Small world. He bagged up, and slid right in. I reached around to make sure it was on properly, and almost busted a nut feeling his huge dick plunging in and out of my boy’s hole, latex and all. Seeing his familiar hairy hole being filled with a cute nerdy stranger’s cock got me really hot. I was glad to be sharing that moment with my boy, and felt safe knowing that I was there to make sure it was happening safely. Big Red slammed his sweet ass a few times and sunk it in all the way, pulled out almost entirely, and slammed in again, holding it there. Then he slowed his pace as my boy wriggled around on his pole. He looked pleadingly around the room. “Someone give me his dick to suck!” A well-muscled Chelsea gym bunny stepped up and stuck his dick in my boy’s eager mouth. Big Red quicked his stride, and looked like he was cumming. He left his dick in my boy’s sloppy hole for a few seconds before pulling it out with a juicy plop. Fuck, the condom broke again, and this time he’d cum deep inside my boy’s hole. Gym Guy saw this and before I could do anything, spun my boy around and stuck his cock in raw. BJ went from lurking in the corner and came up behind me. “Don’t fight it,” he whispered. “This is what he came here for. Don’t ruin it for him.” “What!?!?!” I asked. BJ explained to me that this wasn’t a POZ-friendly party, it was a POZ-only party and my boy and I were the only NEG ones there. He then told me that he came once in my boy’s hole before shooting his second load that I shared with my boy. Big Red has probably also shot twice up his still-NEG hole. I was furious, but still-rock hard. BJ explained that he was the party organizer and told my boy the whole deal before he agreed to come. The condoms had been poked through with pins before being strategically scattered throughout the place and handed out to people who wanted the illusion of playing safe. My head was spinning as Gym Guy slammed my boy’s ass real hard, creaming his pussy. He pulled out just enough to shoot a few spurts on my boy’s quivering hole before pressing them in with his oozing cock. BJ got down on his knees and swallowed my hard tool as another guy lined him his dick with my boy’s hungry gaping drippy hole. I saw his dick before the rest of him. Salt and pepper hair, firm chest and arms, but sunken sick-looking facial cheeks. The other guys didn’t look POZ, but this fucker sure did. He pumped a few times, looking like a rutting animal, before loading my boy’s hole. I came in BJ’s mouth and he took it all in his mouth, then got up, and fed me some of my load. He then started fingering my hole with the rest of it. I was overcome with lust. How forbidden to be sharing my boy’s hole with a roomful of POZ strangers. I wanted some of the attention for myself and got down doggy style, facing my boy’s mouth and started kissing him hard. He was shocked that I was now on my knees too, being a slut offering up his ass for POZ cum. He seemed to be smiling. I closed my eyes, reached back and spread my cheeks for someone to dick me. And someone did. Several someones did. I took at least four cocks, and counted at least three loads up cum deposited deep up my NEG hole. My boy must have taken at least eight dicks. And he took all of their loads, like a champ. When we left, we were both covered in sweat and cum. We made it home and spooned together all night, cum leaking out both of our holes. Neither of his showered or washed out our cummy asses. We both tested NEG later that month and NEG again a month later. We haven’t been back to the POZ party yet, and may not be allowed until we both test POZ. Until then, I’ll have to keep looking for dick for my boy’s hole, and occasionally mine.

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I'm probably not the only one who is wondering how will bathhouses and other similar establishments re-open after Covid-19 is under control. Restaurants will probably start providing service by offering a higher level of safety, like having more room between tables and servers wearing masks and gloves. But bathhouses cannot start offering services like that because it's an all or nothing situations. Hairstylists can find ways to take precautions but there is a limit to the contact between people, like not spitting on customers. In bathhouses everything goes and it doesn't make sense to put any limits. How and when will bathhouses re-open?

Yes, especially when both bottoms are making out while getting fucked.

I like the covers on the trays, that would certainly help. Thank you for the pictures!!

I'll be clear then… Any overt reference to the narrator of the story doing illegal chems or any of the other main characters doing chems is a problem and should be reported. DrScorpio's example of "That night at the baths, a few guys were clearly tweaking, but I didn't pay any attention to them" is a good example of what IS allowed. The point of that statement was that the narrator had zero interest in doing chems or playing with guys on chems – and he still had a great time that night. Along those same lines – references that imply (or clearly state) that chems don't make sex better are also perfectly OK. For example "There three of us taking loads in the backroom – there was a muscular job who was in a K hole and just laying there, and there was this skinny twink who had done some T and was all fidgety. The tops would fuck them briefly when another top was fucking me, but I was getting most of the loads because I could focus on the top's body language and give them what they wanted – whether it was 'connected sex' or just a nice tight hole." Also allowed are passing, implied references. For example… "After hanging out with John my head was spinning and I wasn't thinking all that clearly but was horny as fuck". If the phrase can be read in a way that could be innocent and it's not the focus of the story, then it's fine. But if you wrote "After smoking up with John I was spinning and horny as fuck" – that's a problem unless you had previously mentioned that you were smoking pot (which I consider legal). In other words, it's all about word choice and phrasing. Bottom line is this… Could the mention be problematic for a recovering drug addict? If the recovering drug addict could look at what was written and not be certain it was a reference to illegal drugs, then you're fine. If the reference implies that one can have a great time not doing drugs, then you're also fine because that's actually the type of thing recovering drug addicts need to see – it supports their choice not to do drugs.

Cum into my lair said the spider to the fly.

It depends on what you are into. If you like fisting, for example, HungerFF is one to definitely watch. For some variety that's not always sexual, Shannon O'Feral might appreciate a boost. If you like trans FTM porn, LucaBlu has some stuff. I could recommend others, but I don't know your tastes.

I just joined sniffies and WOW there was a hot Daddy twice my age who wants to use me as soon as he can. You were all so right about that site. I can't wait until i can finally get bred for a second time. This guy's cock is MASSIVE.

I agree with this statement...if you gonna be a pig..do it single or couple up with another pig

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.

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.

Marked at the Theater I could tell it would be a good evening as I pulled into the parking lot of the bookstore/theater. I picked a spot behind the building away from the road where it would be unlikely anyone passing by would see it. I try to be discreet because I am a bi married guy and I don't want to get caught. I'd been here a few times, but it wasn't the bookstore I usually went to, this one is far seedier. I went inside and paid the lady at the counter for some lube, a bottle of poppers and admission to the theater area. She asked me if I needed any condoms, but I told her no. She just smirked at me and told me to have fun and stay as long as I liked. I told her I would as I started down the halway to the theater. It was dark except the screen, which was playing a bi 3some video. The lady in the movie was watching two guys as they fucked. I noticed that it was bareback. Nice. I was correct when I guessed there would be a lot of guys here based on the number of cars in the parking lot. I picked a spot on one of the treadbare couches near the back and sat down. Around me were several guys, some just stroking their dicks, others making out, and still others giving handies or sucking off other guys. A few were smoking something out of glass pipes and a few were fucking. As I pulled my pants down and took them and my sissy g-string panties off a guy beside me asked if he could have some of my poppers. I tore off the wrapping and handed him the bottle which he gladly sniffed. It didn't take long for him to reach over and play with my little boi clit a little and then a big smile came to his lips. He was a thin, almost gaunt man, probably in his 60s. He could tell just by looking that I was a bottom and that I'd take his dick. I reached over and felt his dick which was long, thick and uncut and hard and dripping pre-cum. I knelt on my knees in front of him and took his dick into my mouth, getting it nice and wet. He told me to get up and I handed him the lube. I turned around and leaned over the couch presenting my fat ass to him and I felt his bony fingers working the cool lube into my tight hole. Then I felt the tip of his dick sliding in my crack and he started to slip inside. It burned a little as his thick dick stretched me out but it quickly turned to pleasure as his shaft slid in until I felt his pubes against my smooth round ass. He started to pump at a quick pace, his low hanging balls slapping against my little grapes as he fucked me. He went for about 10 minutes and then his pace started to increase and I felt his balls start to pull up and I knew he was about to unload into me. Sure enough he stopped and then pumped a few more times with a jerky motion as I felt his dick throb and the pulses of hot cum squirt deep in me. I could feel cum drip onto my little balls, tight in their sack as he pulled out. I had noticed that several guys had gathered around to watch as he was pounding me and it didn't take long for another guy to take his place behind me. This guy was also thin and heavily tatooed, including a large scorpion right above his dick. He wasted no time in driving his dick into me and starting to move at a quick pace. The guy who had fucked me first made some kind of mark on my butt cheek with a sharpie. After the 2nd guy had unloaded in me he also marked my butt as the next guy in line took his turn. I couldn't see what they were writing, but I was sure enjoying being used. After all the guys had taken their turn I got up, put on my pants and went to the bathroom to change into my men's underwear. When I looked in the mirror I could see that I had 12 + signs on there. I'd have to find some way to clean that off before I got home because there is no way I would be able to explain that. Of course I knew that sooner or later all these visits to the bookstore would catch up to me and I'd be caught, but I would worry about that then that time came.

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When I was with my ex, I had a big fantasy for seeing him fucked by other guys, and bottoming together with him for lots of tops. It was unfortunate for me that isn't as much of a libertine as me. Would have loved to see his cute ass fucked by lots of big dick.

Or have them cum in your ass and when they leave hold the container to your puffy asslips and let it out.

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

Part 3 - Departing With Style and Sophistication Luca woke and pulled the duvet up around him snuggling in the luxurious bedding of the Four Seasons New York, his feet ached from so much walking and sightseeing. The past three days they had covered the whole of Manhattan island visiting all the hotspots on the must see list. He ran a hot bath and climbed in letting his feet soak a while, thankful that at least he now had seven days of relaxing coming up. Deciding he would get a good book from the library on board and find a quiet part of the ship. Luca finished drying himself and walked back in to the bedroom getting dressed for breakfast, he wandered over to the window and smiled at the view. His room looked out to Upper Bay and Brooklyn, immediately he saw the imposing site of the ship berthed at Brooklyn. The unmistakable red funnel, white and dark blue hull stood out against the grey coloured buildings surrounding the area. This was going to be his first time on Queen of the Seas, having travelled on Princess of the Seas many times growing up. The Queen was much larger and specifically built for transatlantic runs between New York and Southampton. Retaining the elegance of the golden era of transatlantic travel by sea. Luca picked up his key card and left the room to join his parents in the restaurant, greeting them he sat down ordering coffee, cereal and fruit. "What time are we leaving?" Luca asked his parents after having a sip of coffee. Gio looked up "Dranuc are sending a car to pick us up at 11.30 and we sail at 5pm" he replied. Luca looked surprised "A car?" he questioned "they have never sent a car before" he remarked to his father. "We have adjoining duplex suites, apparently that is what they do on this type of journey" Gio said smiling. Luca nodded "Are they different from the Penthouse suites we normally have?" he asked nibbling on his muesli. Sarah chuckled "These have two floors on the aft end overlooking the Duchess Grill terrace" she replied. Luca liked the idea since it sounded like he would have a private quiet area in his own suite to chill out in. Finishing breakfast it was already 10.30am and Luca went back to his room and finished packing. He was downstairs in the lobby at 11.15 waiting for his parents who arrived shortly after. The car arrived promptly and they departed the hotel setting off towards Brooklyn Cruise terminal across the bay. The first taxi arrived just before midday at the terminal, Liam and Oliver stepped out and paid the driver. The porters came over to collect their luggage and take it away for screening and loading on to the ship. Behind their taxi a limousine pulled up and two of the bell hops from the ship dressed in their red jackets, black trousers and red pill box hat immediately approached and opened the doors for the occupants. Hearing their names Oliver and Liam looked in the opposite direction and saw James and Brad exiting from a taxi that had pulled up in front of theirs. They watched Brad trying to get organised which was turning in to a comedy show unsure which bag to carry and which to give to the porters. Sometimes Oliver wondered how hard it was for people to get out a taxi with their hand luggage and travel documents to hand. It was Liam who nudged Oliver and said he was not going to be in the security queue behind Brad. Oliver agreed saying how Brad was one of those that had to go through three or four times as he was so disorganised. The both looked at each other and laughed, it was what made Brad so likeable though. Oliver turned his focus back to the limousine seeing an attractive looking woman in her 40's exit followed by a tall dark very masculine looking Italian gentleman also in his 40's. They both looked at each other nodding to signify they would definitely do him. Liam said they probably had brats in the car as well. Sure enough the woman turned talking to the occupant of the car as they began to exit. Luca was getting his passport out when his mother Sarah called for him to hurry up. Shuffling over the seat and grabbing his ruck sack he climbed out of the limo. "Holy shit" Liam quietly explained almost dying from love. Oliver looked quietly for a moment "Wow" he replied completely stunned "how old do you reckon?" he asked unable to take his eyes off Luca. "Old enough I bet" Liam replied looking at Oliver then chuckling "You are already planning your wedding". Oliver play punched Liam "Fuck off" he said laughing as James and Brad approached them. Oliver couldn't stop looking at the incredibly sexy looking guy. Brad made a quiet woof sound spotting Luca walking with what obviously were his parents. The family walked in to the terminal building ahead of them whilst they debated if he was gay. Inside the terminal building they were directed to priority check-in, both parties taking separate queues. Luca and his parents went straight to the front and started the check-in formalities. The terminal was noisy with hundreds of passengers waiting to check-in. Only the priority queues were being processed, Luca looked across the queues and instantly his eyes clocked the guy who was looking directly at him. Luca pretended he was just glancing and looked in several different directions, hoping to give the impression that he hadn't noticed the guy looking at him. Returning his focus to the check-in agent he afforded himself a little smirk, so gay he thought to himself. The bell hops stood to the side engaging in conversation with the family. Liam prodded Oliver in the side 'check-in' he said and the four of them moved to a desk 3 down from where the family stood. Luca looked over and this time caught Brad's eye, he now guessed that the four of them must be gay and travelling with their partners. It wasn't the first time Luca noticed gay couples travelling on Dranuc Line. Luca looked back at the desk to have his photo taken, god how he longed to be able to travel like that with a partner by his side. Taking his passport from the check-in agent the bell hops escorted Luca and his parents through the terminal. Passing the guys Luca took one last sneaky glance and again clocked eyes with Oliver who had finished his check-in and now discreetly watched Luca. His gaze returned forward as they cleared security and boarded the ship. Their butler Ramon was waiting at the gangway just after they scanned their cards marking them on board, Ramon accompanied them with the bell hops to their suites. Again they were waiting for Brad to finish check-in fumbling around with his passport, they headed to security with Liam and Oliver giggling having got in front of Brad. To their surprise Brad got through security on the first pass of the detector. Proceeding on board unaided until they reached the gangway where Glen the butler stood in the lobby, noticing the yellow priority card being carried by Liam he immediately went over and escorted them to the royal suites. Luca shuffled around the suite watching Ramon the butler unpacking his belongings. Ramon was in his mid twenties, the same height as Luca and he seemed to be packing a very tight muscular body. It was hard to tell through his butler jacket but his body really did look firm and looked after. Ramon was Filipino with black hair and brown eyes, making conversation with Luca unpacking the suitcase asking where he wanted things stored. Luca could have sworn he spotted tattoos on the arms when Ramon reached up to hang his dinner jacket. Luca enchanted by the sweet nature of him shook his head, he stood up and went through the interconnecting door to his parents suite. Ramon had already unpacked his parents cases and poured them a glass of champagne, Ramon appeared and poured a glass for Luca then returned to his duties smiling at Luca on his way out. Luca had a quick look around the duplex that was very similar to his, the lounge, dining area, guest bathroom and butler pantry were all downstairs then a sweeping staircase led to the upper level with the bedroom, main bathroom and dressing room. Just like his suite there was a treadmill for working out that overlooked the expansive windows to the terraces and aft end of the ship. Luca walked back down the staircase to join his parents. Sarah looked up "Okay darling?" she asked putting her glass down on the table. "Yes fine. Just looking forward to relaxing" Luca replied sitting next to her. "Have you heard from Mark?" his mother asked "Is he definitely coming out to Tuscany?". Luca smiled and nodded "Yes, he messaged me yesterday, his flight is booked for the 28th July" he replied. Sarah patted his leg "Good, I will let Rosita know we have a guest for a few weeks". In truth Luca was looking forward more to Tuscany, it had always been a happy place to go when growing up and it was where he learnt Italian over the years. Gio was keen Luca could should speak Italian instead of German or French. He was okay with the language but not fluent by any means. Ramon appeared and apologised for interrupting and informing them that lunch was available in the Duchess Grill. Deciding to forego a big lunch they requested a light pasta lunch in their suite. Luca left his suite exploring the ship, starting from the grand lobby he wandered through the public rooms. Working his way up he came across the library and choose a book that would keep him occupied for the next seven days. Reading the back cover he noticed a set of eyes watching him through the bookshelf briefly before moving along. He continued reading the back cover, his mind elsewhere wondering if was going to get the time to read or was there to be many distractions on board. From what he had seen so far wandering around he decided to take the book. So far he had come across mostly older men with their wives and children, giving his suite number to the librarian he walked out and took a stroll around the deck. After emergency drills were complete Luca and his parents proceeded to the outside aft deck. They joined the throng of passengers mingling and talking making new friends and holding champagne. Dead on 5pm the ships horn blasted three times and Queen of Seas slipped her moorings, the bow thrusters kicked in pushing her away from the berth at Brooklyn. Slowly at first the view of Brooklyn and Lower Manhattan began to fall behind them. Everybody seemed in high spirits and taking photographs of the Manhattan skyline and Statue of Liberty. High from life passengers were talking loudly, Luca spotted the four guys who were laughing and chatting with what looked like two more gay couples. Luca looked up to the sky as the first cooling breeze of sea air ran across his face providing a nice relief from the stifling heat of the city. He couldn't help but study and watch everything Luca did, Oliver was fast finding him an obsession. Oliver's distraction did not go unnoticed by Brad and Liam. Sadly Luca only stayed on deck for 20 minutes then headed back to his suite. Taking his shirt off he opened the balcony doors, being one deck up it actually gave him a better view of New York. Liam nudged Oliver and nodded in the direction of the aft suites. Oliver got his phone out and zoomed the camera in taking a nice shot of Luca half naked gazing away at the distant views. Showered and dressed Luca sat in his parents suite, Ramon appeared with canapes and poured them a glass of champagne. Looking out the windows the New York skyline was getting smaller, his thoughts interrupted by Ramon handing him his glass. Ramon remarked how that sight never get tiring, he looked at Luca and smiled a bid him a good evening then left. Walking to the Duchess Grill restaurant just before 8pm for dinner, Luca opened his eyes in amazement at the gold, red and grey colour scheme of the restaurant. Reserved only for suite guests it had an opulent décor with oversized chairs, the Maître D' escorted them to their table. Situated in a section of the restaurant with only two other tables, one occupied by an American couple, the other set up for four persons but yet unoccupied. Luca sat facing inwards so he could see the rest of the restaurant from his position, the round table was large enough to seat six comfortably so the three of them had plenty of room. Luca busied himself reading through the menu trying to decide what to have for dinner. Oliver greeted the Maître D' who escorted the four of them over to their table. Immediately Oliver smiled hoping their direction was the table next to the cute guy, he didn't need to hope. The Maître D' and waiters came over pulling the chairs out, Oliver took a seat facing directly towards Luca. Brad passed Oliver and muttered 'so obvious' then chuckled taking his seat. The four of them said good evening to Luca's parents. They responded and Luca looked up from the menu starring straight at Oliver, almost sure his face went bright red feeling flushed. Great he muttered under his breath returning to his menu. "Luca, manners!" his father exclaimed. Luca looked up at the four sitting opposite him "Sorry father, good evening" he politely said. Annoyingly his parents started engaging in conversation with the guys. Luca listened to them talking, his eyes though were focused on Brad who he had not noticed before now. Strange how he thought of Mark, there was a striking resemblance between them both in looks and mannerisms. The conversation paused to order dinner then quickly resumed with James taking the lead. The conversation flitted between how many voyages and where to and proper introductions were made. It mostly went around the usual topics that Luca had been through so many times on board a ship when meeting new people. It didn't take Luca to focus back to Oliver who kept taking secret glances at him, Luca found it amusing and didn't mind at all since this Oliver guy was actually pretty attractive. "So is this a business trip or a holiday?" James asked Gio. Gio smiled "Pleasure trip for Luca, he has just graduated from university" he said proudly. "Congratulations Luca" James said which was echoed by the other three men. "We must have a drink together sometime and toast your success" Oliver chipped in. Half expecting dinner to be uncomfortable he was pleasantly surprised that once food was served the fleeting glances from Oliver stopped. Instead it was his turn to study the four men carefully, convinced they were definitely gay he was actually warming to them the more they spoke. After dinner Luca's parents were heading off to the Duchess Room to listen to the live band, Luca decided to head back to his suite and retrieve the book then find somewhere out of the way to sit and read for a while. Politely he said good night to the guys and went on his way. Brad turned to Oliver "$100 whoever nails him" he said quietly smirking. Liam nearly choked on his water "Don't be silly, $1k at least. You see how hot he is" he replied chuckling. Brad put his hand out towards Liam and James knocked it out of the way "$5,000 if I stealth him" he intervened. Liam shook his head "No, how about $10k who ever gets him in bed without a rubber?" he suggested. Oliver laughed "You might as well pay me now" he said as they shook hands agreeing their wager. Brad sat back in his chair and smiled "Game on" he said picking up his glass of wine. "Considering there is little else worthy of our attention" Liam said quietly looking around "game on". James chuckled "Target acquired" he said agreeing "what if he is isn't gay?" he then asked. Liam laughed "I am sure if all else fails Brad will rape him" he said in a hushed tone. Brad smiled "Yeah, would love to feel him squirm and wriggle trying to escape me". "Enough" James said staring at the three "Fair game, no forcing and no drugging Brad" he said. "What do you mean?" Brad asked all innocently with puppy eyes. James rolled his eyes "I know you brought some on board in the eye drop bottle" he explained smiling. "Dam" Brad said smirking "I didn't think you noticed" he burst out laughing. Oliver put his napkin on the table "Just remember his parents are on board as well" he said warning them. Liam chuckled "And after the winner we all still get to breed him at least once". "Absolutely" James replied "not letting this cutie pass by without dipping in". Brad leaned forward "What is your plan of attack?" he asked the guys. Oliver stood up "That Brad I am not telling any of you" he said smiling watching the others stand up. Leaving the restaurant Oliver on one hand was already trying to formulate a plan to get the sexy young Luca in bed. On the other hand no one had ever made his head turn in this way before, doubting if what they done was a good idea Oliver left the guys who went to the theatre whilst he found the Balmoral lounge, a nice quiet bar.

Part 2 - Social Blending Oliver stopped a few hundred meters from the Loeb Boathouse in Central Park taking a sip of water waiting for his friends to catch up. It was sweltering hot and they had been running for nearly an hour. Stretching his legs against the bench Liam caught up with him huffing and puffing and whinging about the heat. He plonked himself down on the bench drinking some water. "Did you give any more thought about the trip?" Liam asked placing the cap on his water bottle. Oliver stopped stretching "Stuck on a ship for seven days" he said looking at Liam "I guess it will be quiet". Liam chuckled "Quiet or busy, depends what you want to do" he replied smirking "or who you want to do". Oliver stood up straight and smiled "I could do with a break from New York" he said sitting down. "You never know you might even find true love on there" Liam replied looking at Oliver then laughing. Oliver looked down the path "That only ever happens in films" he said. Liam stretched his body out "Are we doing it then?" he asked looking at Oliver. "Yes let's do it" Oliver replied "are James and Brad coming?" he asked Liam. He nodded "Yes they both are up for it" Liam replied. Oliver rested back on the bench enjoying the sunshine. At 28 years old he had moved to New York two years ago having sold the tech company he built from scratch whilst studying at Caltech. He was a fairly unassuming guy from the outside at five feet nine inches and nicely built without being over muscled. His strawberry blond hair and brown eyes matched perfectly to his attractive face. Well educated he had made his fortune at 26 , he was always ambitious even from an early age. Moving to New York he hoped to find a better sex life or even a man. The sexual side of Oliver was a complete contrast, an insatiable sex drive often needing to get off four times a day before he felt satisfied. In his early 20's Oliver was going from bathhouse to cruising ground and could never get enough cock or ass. Contracting hiv at 23 years old after a drug and drink fuelled night and getting tag teamed by six bears and otters he couldn't walk properly for two days, he took in excess of 20 loads over five hours. From that day he swore only to top in groups as he couldn't go through that again. It also lead him to the dark perverted side of his nature, holding off from medication allowed him to gift men. He had a separate phone with dating apps on that allowed him to keep his identity safe. He would find a guy and date them pretending he still lived with his parents. When the guy would announce he had tested positive Oliver would break up with them faking shock and horror and never to be heard from again. Packing a juicy 7.5 inch cock he never had any trouble finding bottoms. Liam was a totally different character, he was also 28 years old and came from a rich New York family. Tall at six foot we was a lean mean fuck machine with his 9 inch cock, newly diagnosed he knew exactly where it came from. Brad had nailed him in the bathroom at one of the swanky restaurants in the upper east side after playing a starring game across the restaurant whilst having dinner. It was quick and over with in 10 minutes. He never blamed or accused Brad when he found out, instead he found him at the restaurant two months later and invited him around to flip flop fuck. Becoming a regular fuck fest he was soon friends with Brad's partner James and their friend Oliver. It was Brad and James who changed his whole perspective of being poz. He found a love of bareback sex and breeding guys, never stopping to find out if they were neg or poz. Easily he could make a guys eyes roll back when he moved in for the kill with his cock, hips like a jack hammer that left a trail of destroyed and wrecked asses in his wake. In New York he found his looks were quite an advantage, the cropped ginger hair and beard seemed to be sought after. He was ordinary looking with pasty white skin, his broad chest and trim body made guys melt to the point of doing anything to get him. "Finally" Liam said looking down the path at Brad and James sauntering casually. Oliver looked "I think James has had enough of running today" he said chuckling. Liam laughed "What took you so long?" he called out to them. James pointed at Brad "He found some muscle dude and snogged the face off him" he said rolling his eyes. "Turned me down for sex though" Brad said looking flustered and sitting on the bench. Brad the youngest of the four at 26 years old, he was also the sluttiest of the group carrying the highest viral load. An all American jock Brad was an aggressive ruthless barebacker for his age and not afraid to pin guys down to get what he wanted. If all else failed a few drops of something special in their drink would help the evening along nicely loosening up his target. Oliver had to admit that Brad scared the hell out of him with his tactics to nail guys. Brad came from a small town in Virginia, leaving home at 23 deeply involved in scandal after he pozzed up one of his cousins at a family get together. He loved nothing more than a squirming body underneath him trying to escape. At five foot ten with dark hair and eyes his body was muscular and thick like a wrestler. His grin was his weapon of seduction and the seven inch cock the weapon of destruction. Coming from a middle class conservative family he was very well educated albeit lazy. When the scandal broke around him fucking his cousin who was straight he ducked out at night and moved to New York, cutting off ties and not wanting to deal with the fall out. Whilst staying at a friends he went to one of the drag shows in Brooklyn and met James. After they fucked in the toilet cubicle Brad chuckled and said he was a pretty good at stealthing but wasted the condom on him. From that moment when their eyes met they fell in love and became inseparable. Time was ticking for Brad and he was due to start on meds in a months time at his next visit to the clinic. He didn't mind since he now had James in his life who also had a love for raw sex. James the oldest at 32, he had a long history and impressive tally of stealthing guys, always carrying prepared condoms for any eventuality. He was careful who he stealthed never revealing to much and nearly always they were fucks in cruising grounds at night. Wealthy from inheriting his fathers fortune they lived two blocks from Oliver and Liam. James on the outside a very business like man with his five foot ten stature and immaculately groomed black hair and smooth complexion, he was adequately built as he called it. He was very capable at restraining and holding the bottom guy on to his cock. A very suave and sophisticated character that almost hypnotised guys when he talked to them making it easy to seduce them. His speciality was picking out tourists in the city from overseas and fucking them using his condoms. He had no idea how many guys he may have infected having never stayed around long enough after the job was done. Since meeting Brad though he had calmed down a lot, still he kept a ready supply of special condoms. Once a stealther always a stealther, it as an addictive thrill he just couldn't and didn't want to kick. "Have you persuaded Oliver?" James asked Liam sitting down. Liam gave a thumbs up "Totally, looks like we are all sailing across the Atlantic next week". Brad laughed "Cruising more like" he added starting to hit on Oliver. "Cut it out" Oliver laughed pushing Brad away "if anything I will fuck you not the other way round". Brad grabbed Oliver's cock "I could do with a recharge before I start meds" he said giggling. James rolled his eyes and looked at Liam "Shall we book it then?" he asked. "Yes" Liam replied getting his phone out. Oliver leaned forward "Err no crap accommodation, suite only or not going" he said "period". Brad tutted "God we need to find you a lover" he exclaimed "someone you can adore and spoil". Oliver laughed "You mean like James spoils you?" he asked looking at Brad who was grinning with his hand on James's cock. The one thing they had was friendship that allowed them to sexually expressed themselves with each other openly. It made enjoying sex all that better when you could spend some passionate time with someone you knew who wasn't expecting anything out of it afterwards. Oliver though made it clear that when he found the right person he would cease all his antics and settle down like an old fashioned married couple. Liam finished the call to his travel advisor and telling the guys they had secured the two royal suites on the forward section of the ship. Considering they booked so late they were lucky to get suites at all, fortunately the previous booking for the two suites had to cancel last minute. Whilst not quite the top duplex suites he was hoping for they were the next best thing. James and Brad would have their own suite whilst Oliver and Liam would share the other. Brad got out his phone and looked up Dranuc line and became more excited reading about the Duchess Grill that was described as the height of transatlantic luxury for the discerning traveller. James laughed questioning if they were discerning travellers.

I’m not being bred by 100% of the men I fuck. There have been some (usually too hot to turn down) that I wouldn’t let Top me without a condom. It hasn’t been that long since I was 100% condom sex. I prefer bare because its so much better but I’d rather be filled with a cock covered with a condom than not fucked at all.

I was about 30 Aleays used condoms One time I hooked up with this black guy. We got hot and heavy and he just put in in me bare it felt so good He fucked me till I could feel him breathing hard Then he just unloaded in my ass After that I never used a condom again

Many years ago, hooked up with a guy at a bar. Went back to his place. He got me all hot and bothered. Never mentioned Condoms, and just slid right in. He asked me where I wanted him to cum, and like a good (safeish) bottom I said cum on me. (I think he was just trying to distract from his BB cock.) I was loving it, and about 5 minuts later, as he was getting cols, he asked me again, and by that point I was hooked on bard cock and told hime to cun IN me. That first load in my hole and the several more he dumped in me over the course of the night and the next day sealed the deal. I have been Bareback bottom ever since.

Part 3 I left the boys for a moment while I was texting and getting "fresh" sodas. The responses started coming quickly, 18 year old twins are a rate find, and soon I had 12 of my buddies coming over in a little bit. Handing them their new drinks, I also popped a little blue pill in their mouths. A freshly loaded pipe was passed around, and my boys were loaded and hard. I grabbed Brodi and pulled him onto me, sitting him on my cock as I layed on the carpet. Like a good slut he moaned as he slid down my veiny cock, setteling his pink pussy into my pubes. Then I grabbed Benji and pulled his ass to my face. He sat down on my tongue and I licked and sucked the cum out I had deposited in him. Both boys moaned as their cunts were being put to use. I pushed Benji forward into his brother, and the twins started kissing each other deeply. I didn't want to miss seeing that hot show, so I pushed the boys off of me. Benji fell back onto the carpet and I guided Brodi between his legs. "Fuck your brother." I whispered in his ear. Brodi spread his twins legs and lined his hard cock to the waiting hole. Benji let out a deep, guttural moan as his brother slid his cock into him. He wrapped his arms and legs around Brodi, pulling his cock in deep and locking his mouth onto his brother. Brodi went into overdrive, pounding his brother frantically as they made out. Fuck it was so hot watching the incest taking place right in front of me. I couldn't help but think they had been wanting this for a long time, and I had finally freed them up to fufill their desires. Brodi just pounded the shit out of Benji for at least 15 minutes before he pulled his mouth away. "I'm gonna cum bro! Fuck yea! Take my cum!" He shook and twitched as he pumped his load into his brother. Benji just begged him for it. "Oh god Brodi! Do it! Fuckin cum in me bro!" He pulled Brodi as deep into him as he could while he took his brothers load. When Brodi had finished, I pulled him up and laid his chest on the couch. He was still breathing hard from his orgasm. I just grabbed Benji and pushed him up to Brodi's waiting ass. "Fuck your brother man!" I ordered him. "Fuck him like he fucked you!" Dazed in drugs and lust, Benji rammed full force into Brodi, grabbing his hips and riding him hard. "Take my cock bitch!" He yelled at his brother. I was surprised at the dominance coming from him. "Take it bro! TAKE MY FUCKING LOAD YOU BITCH!" He pumped his brother full and collapsed on his back, licking Brodi's ear as he drained his load. Pulling out, he turned Brodi over and the boys started kissing furiously. I just smiled as I watched, knowing what I had awakened in them. As they made out, I pushed a plug into each of them to hold in the cum. The plugs popped in easily. "All right boys, the night has just begun." I told them. "The real party is going to start real soon!"

Long time lurker first time I'm posting here though. I just wanted to give you a quick story of my last loads. I posted on Craigslist, saying I was going to be waiting in a jockstrap and blindfold for guys to come by and top me. He door would be unlocked for an hour and a half and I would delete the post after an hour so no one would show up to a locked door. After I posted I got ready, lubing my ass and putting on my blindfold. I waited for about 10 minutes when I heard the first guy come thru my door. I pulled the blindfold down and listened as he undressed. Without a word I felt the head of his cock probing my hole. I never said in the post whether I was playing safe or not, and didn't here a condom being opened so I knew he was going raw. His cock was thick, and he rammed for a good 15 minutes when I heard the door opening again. Another guy walked in and started undressing. He tapped his dick on my lips so I would open up and allow it entry to my throat. After about 10 more minutes the first guy busted and I felt his hot load flooding my ass. He pulled out and started getting dressed. Guy 2 removed his cock from my mouth and moved around to my ass. I heard him opening up a condom and sighed inwardly to myself. He started fucking me and lasted a good 20 minites. After he left I removed my blindfold and went to go delete the post as about an hour had passed. I looked on the floor and found guy #2 used condom tied in a knot keeping his warm spooge safe for me. I opened the condom and ate half of his sizeable load, and dumped the other on my cracked fingering it into my hole when I heard my door opening again. I quickly pulled the blindfold back down over my eyes and heard 2 sets of feet walking in. I heard then undress and walk over to me. One of them put his cock in my mouth, while the other examined my pussy. "It's been used, and seeded already; just the way I like them" he said right before shoving his cock inside me. These 2 didn't last long and before I knew it I was getting one load deposited in my throat and another in my ass. As they got dressed I heard them talking about hoping to see another ad from me soon, and they left. I waited around for the rest of my time to elapse before getting up and cleaning myself off.