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In the age of iPhones and apps, I had completely off cruising in rest areas. I did it throughout my 20s, but then it was replaced with online options and later apps. So when I stopped at a rest area yesterday for a quick pee, I was surprised to find guys cruising in the restroom. Surprised and EXHILARATED. It’s a rest area fairly close to my home, so I have never stopped there before. But I was running errands and, with most places shut down for the pandemic, I didn’t want to rely on chance because I needed to take a whiz fast. The rest area is along 495 outside Boston, so it sees a lot of activity, even with the reduced traffic due to the shutdown. I ran in quickly, the musty smell of a public restroom sheathed in concrete with too little ventilation quickly reminded me of being 20 and discovering this [banned word] cruising ground. There were two older guys hanging out at the urinals. I didn’t think much of it at first, but once I was in position I left the sexual tension in the air, and caught a sidelong glance at my cock from the guy on my right. I took a furtive glance at one, then the other, and saw both were semi hard. A thrill ran through me and I realized I had wandered into a cruising spot. It’s been a month since I’ve had any action, and I got hard right away. My next step may sound odd at first. I finished peeing, zipped out, and darted out of the restroom. I imagine the guys were disappointed I wasn’t a new playmate — or at least not an obvious one, yet. I opened the trunk of my car and pulled out my emergency overnight bag (I keep one in case I decide to crash at a friend’s house after drinking too much). It only took a moment to pull out the small bottles of poppers and lube stowed there. If I was going to get cruised, I was going to be ready for action! I walked back into the restroom, unzipped, and caught the startled guys quickly separating from one another at the urinals. I didn’t waste time stepping up the urinal and starting to stroke. The chubbier of the two silver daddies didn’t waste time either, immediately reaching over to grab my cock. I moaned softly — it’s been a month! He was actually a bit aggressive, but I didn’t care — I can work with aggressive. The other guy was more tentative, slowly stroking to my right as he watched us start. The guy to my left had stepped closer, working both our cocks. I knelt down and started blowing him. He clamped a hand on the back of my head and started pumping. I was totally caught up in the scene, blowing this guy at the toilets, the musty smell of his balls mixed with the stagnant restroom air, and the risk we were out in the open. “Come with me,” he said, pulling my shoulder. I stood up and we walked back to the last stall, which happened to be handicapped. I dropped trowe, both of us standing together stroking. I look around the larger stall, disappointed by the metal dividers. I remembered my 20-year-old self discovering the allure of gloryholes roughly cut in the old fiber dividers, and sucking anonymous cocks that peeked through looking for satisfaction. That little bit of nostalgia was helping feed my excitement now, and I reached out to take the chubby daddy’s hand and guided it to my ass. He didn’t waste a second. He aggressively handled my ass, separating the cheeks to find my hole and roughly finger it. His eyes got a bit wild as he looked at me and confirmed what was being offered. I pulled out poppers and took the first hit with one hand while pressing the bottle of lube into his hand with the other. He popped the top open and began lubing my hole. The intoxicating rush of poppers washed over me as I stepped one leg out of my jeans, finding a more relaxed position to have him begin working my ass. I was generous with the lube on his cock, making sure it was totally slick. He stepped behind me and I bent forward, taking a second hit of poppers. He pushed against my hole. It was an aggressive push. He wasn’t graceful, but was a man on a mission. I’m sure I winced and gasped at first, but he didn’t give me a chance to do anything about it. His cock just forced my hole open and he roughly grabbed my hips. He just banged away at my ass, thrust after thrust after thrust. It was easy to find his rhythm, and I matched it by pushing back onto his cock when he thrust forward. There was some quiet smacking of skin on skin while he raw fucked me. Otherwise we were quiet, knowing anyone could walk into the restroom and interrupt us. We both knew time was short, and he wasn’t going to waste this chance. I was caught up in the thrill of a sleazy rest area fuck, buzzed on poppers with a stranger’s cock pounding me. He started to get more intense, and I knew what was coming. He grunted quietly, the rhythmic pounding now becoming long, deep, deliberate thrusts — he held each thrust inside me a moment before delivering another one as he pushed his load further up and in. He never asked or said a word; he just used my hole as his dumping ground. After how aggressive he’d been, I was surprised he decided to linger in my hole a few moments after breeding me. He seemed to be relishing the warm, tight space he’d just violated. Then I felt his cock slide out of me, and I started to stand up. ”You’re not done yet” I felt a hand push me back into the bent over position. The other daddy was still there — I had kind of forgotten about him. He lined his cock up with my hole and entered more slowly than the first guy had. I gasped a bit and quickly fumbled for my poppers and a strong hit. This cock was much thicker and penetrated deeper. “I’m already close,” he whispered. I couldn’t hold in the grunts as this guy fucked me. He had more style than the first, appreciating how good his own cock felt inside a tight ass. In the moment, I didn’t care we were in a public space. “Oh my fuck!” I said, feeling that hot cock use me. He seemed to be panting, and it wasn’t long before he unleashed his load, cum spraying inside me. “Oh fuck. Breed me~” He added his load, pushing it in deep and making sure he got everything from me that he wanted before pulling out. He tapped my ass, zipped up his lubed cock, and walked out of the stall. The first guy was also gone. I pulled my jeans back on, washed my hands, and headed out. In my head I was still reeling from the hot experience. Bred by two anon daddy’s in the rest area. Yes, I’m going back today.

Climbing the stairs back up to my condo, I started to feel a little guilty. Both of the guys I just bred were vulnerable to my bug and didn't even know it. Dragonboy probably thought I was still on meds just like the other times we fucked, still playing up the poz on neg scene like before. Reaching my floor, I shook myself out of it, thinking "He never asked and I told him I was poz. Besides, if he really wants to stay neg, he wouldn't be getting multiple guys to breed him when he's off prep." Sitting down on my couch, I lit up a fat one and took a long hit. Before I knew it, I was holding the remains in a clip and got one last drag on it before it was done. I checked my phone and looked to see who was close on a few of the apps. My balls were empty, but it didn't hurt to look and maybe set something up for the future. It was a lot of the usual guys but then I spotted the Italian guy from the laundry room. "Had fun the other night" I sent to him. "OMG it was shouldnt have too risky" he replied a few minutes later. I sent back "Thats what made it so hot." I didn't get a response so I sent one more "When u doing laundry again?" and hit send. There wasn't a reply after a few minutes so I figured he didn't want to play again. The college bug chaser wasn't on so I set the phone down and grabbed my laptop to check messages on a few sites. I was kind of disappointed that the older guy hadn't messaged back, but he probably got cold feet when he saw I was no longer listed as undetectable. With nothing going on, I watched a few porn clips but nothing really did it for me so I decided to crash for the night. The alarm rudely awakened me and I crawled out of bed, still smelling the sweat and cum on my body from the night before. I showered and then ate breakfast while I opened up my laptop and surfed a few sites. Still no message from the older guy, but it had been less than 12 hours since I checked the last time. I grabbed my phone and looked at a few apps. A smile came over me as I saw the college guy on. "Hey, how u doin?" I typed out. "sore & horny" he responded. I chuckled thinking the slut had got some more dick after we fucked the other night. "rough day yesterday?" I asked back. "sore from u. nothin yesterday" he replied. I sent back "u want more?" He immediately sent back "fuck yeah" and then "dad is going out in a half hr. meet in cleaning closet on 19 in 45min?" How cute, I thought, but it made sense with all of the universities shut down. If he didn't have an apartment he'd have to go back to his parents house or move in with friends. "k" I replied and waited. I took the stairs up to try and be more dicreet and also for the workout. Being a little sweaty before a fuck was never a bad thing for the guys I hooked up with. I peeked out the door and didn't see anyone in the hallway and a few seconds later I heard someone coming down the stairs. I leaned against the wall and then saw it was the college guy. I opened the door and he followed me out into the hall. We went over to the closet that the cleaning staff use to store their supplies and twisted the handle. Locked. I knew from experience that they usually didn't lock these doors but figured that people were probably stealing the cleaning supplies so now they had to. "Wanna try up one floor?" I asked. He nodded and we went up the stairs to the 20th floor. That one was locked too. "Fuck!" he said. I nodded and was about to suggest the sauna again when he said "You're not gonna stalk me, right?" I thought it was a strange question but said "Nah, I don't usually even fuck a guy more than a few times." He started walking down the hall to the end and pulled out his key. I followed him into unit 20A, down the inside hall and into a bedroom. He was pulling his clothes off as soon as we got inside and he told me "We gotta make this quick. I don't want my dad to come home while we're fucking." I pushed him on the bed and looked down at his twinky body. Our other fuck was in dim light and now I could see all of him. The smooth pale skin, a nice smooth bubble butt, his muscled runner's legs and his hair was just pulled back in a ponytail today. I pushed down my basketball shorts, yanked my tank off and was on top of him seconds later. My hard cock ground along his butt cheeks as I laid on him, forcing him flat against his bed. I whispered in his ear "You need some more toxic seed?" I heard him whimper and I said to him firmly "Tell me what you want or I'm out of here." "Please, fuck me full of your bug. I want you to turn me into a poz slut" he cried out. I chuckled and whispered back "Good boy. You gonna share it too, right?" My cock was rock hard and oozing precum into the crevice. "Yes, sir. As many as I can" he replied, starting to breathe heavily. "Please fuck me" he whined a few seconds later. Raising my hips, I dragged my shaft between his butt cheeks and then pushed down until I found the opening. Pushing harder, the head of my cock finally started to work it's way inside. His face was buried into the bed cover as he yelled out from the pain of my thick cock stretching him open with just a little precum for lube. The head of my cock was barely inside when I forced his head down to muffle his screams. I paused a moment to let him get used to it. His body was shaking and he let out another yell when I nudged in deeper. He hadn't lubed up before our meet, apparently, so I was going to have to do it for him. Pulling my cock out I crawled back, spreading his ass cheeks apart before spitting on the hole. Using a finger to start, I pushed the spit in and added some more. Adding a second finger, I worked the spit in deeper before twisting them around to help stretch his sphincter. With one more gob of spit, I pushed my fingers in all the way, twisting them back and forth before pulling them out and replacing them with the tip of my shaft. It looked really hot, my darker rigid cock surrounded by his pale butt cheeks slowly driving down until my hips were pressed against his ass. My cock went in much easier this time and with a lot less screaming. I'm sure that the first attempt, as dry and rough as it was, did enough to help my bug get into his body, but I was planning on giving him more than just a little viral precum. I raised my hips up and then dropped back down with a thud. The whole bed bounced and I repeated it a few more times with college boy mumbling "oh god" over and over. Pushing my body up with my arms, I hovered over him, my cock still partially inside his tight, wet hole. I whispered in his ear "God ain't gonna help you now" before thrusting my hips in and out. It got easier each time as his hole loosened up and my pre coated his chute. We stayed like this for almost ten minutes, him flat on the bed whimpering and me drilling his pussy with my stiff shaft. I fell on him, slamming my dick in hard and my chest slapping against his back. I yanked back on his pony tail, pulling his face off the bed. "This what you been dreaming about? Getting pounded by a big poz dick and having your last neg loads fucked out of you?" I growled in his ear before I got on my knees and flipped him over. Spreading his legs, I aimed my fuckstick at the gaping hole and shoved back in. Looking into his wide open eyes, I pushed his legs back while driving the last couple inches of my cock inside him. Last time, I bred him from behind, deprived of looking at his face as he took what might have been his first known toxic load. I wasn't going to miss out on it this time, before he became too used to the feeling and it just became another raw fuck. I knew some guys only took one before it was nothing special but most craved a lot more poz dick until the novelty wore off. One guy I knew never got over it and even when he was in hospice, dying of AIDs, he still craved taking new strains. My hips were rolling, driving my cock into him with firm jabs. I would move my hips around and dig my cock in different directions, hitting his prostate a few times before teasing another part of his rectum. A smile came over his face and stayed there even when I pounded harder. "Breed me again" he begged. I slammed in, holding my hard cock in him and staring down at him. "Please" he begged again. Slowly I pulled my dick back and lunged back in, hearing him grunt. He said calmly "Give me your bug" but the intensity in his face showed how much he wanted it. Pulling back slowly again, I chuckled and then felt my cock start to swell. I hammered his hole for half a minute before my balls said "it's time." Planting all of my cock into his body, the first of a half dozen spurts of virus filled cum painted his gut. His outer ring was spasming around my cock, milking my cock as he covered his chest and face with his own untainted spunk. I pulled halfway out and rammed back in, coaxing one or two more shots out of my balls. "Oh my god... thank you" he said as my chest heaved and sweat dripped on him. We stayed there, almost motionless for a minute. He broke the silence, his voice labored, saying "plug... top drawer." I smiled and reached over. It took a couple tries but I got the drawer open and pulled out a glass butt plug. It had some girth and when I pulled my cock back a little, realized it was slightly thicker than me. Backing up a little, I was able to slip it into the battered, cummy hole before it closed. It was mesmerizing to watch his ass ring slowly lock the plug in place, sealing in my poisonous load. Lowering his legs down, I stood up on the floor and tapped his leg. "Clean my dick" I commanded and he spun around, laying his head off the side of the bed. Crouching a little, I set my cum covered cock on his lips. He started licking, first under the shaft and then around the sides while I moved back and forth. I spotted a few small dark streaks and I wondered if he didn't clean well enough or if it was blood. I suspected the latter. Moving back slightly, I let him lap at the head of my cock a few moments and then pushed into his mouth. Sliding my cock into his mouth and throat, I watched his lower lip collect the last of the cum on my dick. He opened his mouth wider when I pulled back and then out of his mouth. His tongue licked over his lip, collecting the cum which he greedily sucked in. I gave him a couple quick slaps of my cock over his face and then grabbed my shorts. Pulling them on, I then tugged my tank top over my head. Slipping my feet into my sandals I told him "Thanks, that was a good fuck. Wonder if that's the one that will do it" before turning and walking down the hall to the door. I heard his front door click shut behind me while I walked down toward the stairwell. Just as I got to the door, I heard the elevator ding as it arrived. An older, athletic guy came around the corner with a few shopping bags hanging from his hand as I entered the stairwell and went down to my floor. It was just a quick glance, I didn't want to stick around and spook him with strangers walking around on his floor. Back at my place, I lit up a blunt and quickly finished it, enjoying the rush as my balls started to recover. I looked through the guide on the TV, trying to find something to watch and finally found something mindless. After a few minutes, I checked my phone and saw a message from college guy. "Fuck, that was close. Dad showed up right after you left" was his message. I smiled and wondered what his dad would say if he knew what his son was doing.

The last week has been a little strange and lots of people not playing. One of my neighbours asked me last week if I had any pot. I always have some in the apartment for "entertainment purposes" so I gave him a bud. Two days later this young guy, who I have seen visit his apartment a lot, mainly with his girlfriend knocked on my door and said "Darren said you might be able to sell me some weed." I told him I only had a bit, don't deal and keep it for entertainment purposes. Without hesitation he leaned on the door frame of my apartment and put his hand around his cock and said "if you give me a smoke you can entertain this." My guess he is 23 or 24 with the most beautiful fat cut cock and big balls. I gave him a 20 minutes hands free blowjob and he shot copious ropes down my throat I could not believe how much jizz he pumped into me. He explained his girlfriend is in lock down with her family and he couldn't get a fuck or a head job. I gave him my phone number and said "I'll roll the joints and you just text when your balls are. He has been back three times, and last time, aft6er I encouraged him, he gave me the best skull fuck I have had for some time for the last minute or so before he dropped his wadd down my throat. I don't mind filling in for his girl during lockdown and told him I am always available to service his meat and swallow his load. I actually liked it when he said "If I banged my missus' throat like I did yours she would kill me." At least I am one up there and giving him the head he wants and needs.

One time I was at the baths. It had been a good afternoon. I had just taken a load in the sling. I was lying there enjoying the afterglow of a hard fuck and hoping there would be another. A cute Asian guy stepped up to my ass. He slipped inside me. He wasn't fully hard; I could tell he only got inside because I was opened up so well. I asked him if he had a load for me. He said he wasn't sure because he had cum not too long before. He stroked slowly a few times. "You feel nice and wet. How many loads?" I told him 6. His cock went rock hard in an instant, and he started to fuck me hard. "Fucking cumdump, that is so hot." He shot load 7 just a few minutes later. We are still buddies. Anytime I run into him at a sex party or bathhouse, he does his best to line tops up to breed me.

Flirt I was a faithful husband in a monogamous marriage of three years. My husband was a god among men: handsome, strong, successful, and a great partner in every way. But when I let my mind wander, it wandered down the same path. What likely started off as a desire to see raw fucking had morphed over the years into a fetish for bug chasing. And such dominated my fantasies (as well as my porn searches). I was not on any hookup apps but was popular on other social media. Periodically, I received messages from strangers wanting to meet me or chat me up. I generally declined their messages., but for a reason still unknown to me, one such message didn’t go ignored. The sender’s name was Travis. A brief skim of his profile revealed he was cute (though skinnier than I preferred). He worked as an EMT and lived in the suburbs. His life looked decidedly less – refined? desirable?-- than ours, with a cheap and dirty looking apartment compared to our city condo, a pickup truck to our luxury SUV, a mutt to our Labrador. He initially messaged in response to a photo I posted from the gym, complimenting me on my form. I thanked him, and followed him back. Minor chit chat ensued between Travis and me periodically for the weeks after. And then one Saturday afternoon, our exchange took a turn: Out of nowhere, he sent a photo. It was a selfie from neck down, revealing a skinny torso giving way to what I can only describe as a perfect dick. Thick, long, and beautiful, with a mushroom head that I immediately craved. I was mesmerized and told him so. I wanted to see and know more about Travis suddenly – not just chatter, but substance. His dick had penetrated me through my phone. In the coming weeks, through online conversation, we got to know one another through words, photos and videos. I learned that Travis only fucks bare, which I found so hot. Condoms, he said, were a turn-off. I learned he had followed me online for a while, intuitively knew that I was a bottom who would want his dick. He was a master of words that struck at my core of sexuality: I needed raw penetration and I needed cum. Ultimately, our chats led to the inevitable question: would this be just an online flirtation, or could we meet up in person to consummate our passion. For him, there were no reasons not to get together. He wanted to breed me, and I wanted to be bred. End of story. On my end, all I saw were reasons why this could never happen. I was married (happily, I might add), and my husband would never let a third like Travis into our relationship or allow any open-ness for me to experience this tryst. And if I were to cheat, which I never had, I couldn’t do it raw despite all of our banter and my fantastical desires for Travis’s cum. Travis pressed for a secret get-together. He described how it could go down: I find you in a bathroom, where you drop to your knees. You pull out my big soft dick. You take my cock in your mouth and it grows to rock hard. I pull you to your feet and take you into a stall, bend you over and slide my wet hard cock, drenched in precum, into your amazing hole. Then you milk my load out of me. I loved every detail of this fantasy and tell him so. I told him how I wanted his load in me so badly. I told him what a god he was, how my hole was made for penetration by his perfect wood. But conflicted and faithful, I said I couldn’t. Travis said I was wasting his time by chatting with no future. Our online conversations were likely coming to an end, and that our fantasies were going to be thwarted by reality. But then, unexpectedly, my husband had to leave town for the weekend. Drunk My husband and I were rarely apart, so his weekend away was somewhat momentous. I went out drinking with friends, who treated the event almost like a bachelor party. Midnight rolled around after a long day of boozing, and I decided to call it a night. In the cab home, I instinctively opened my phone and messaged Travis. He was always on my mind. “Hey stud.” “Sup?” was his nonchalant response. “My husband’s out of town this weekend.” A statement that dropped like a rock into a still pond, with ripples reverberating forever into the distance. “I have to come over. Now.” Travis said. I guess I knew I’d invited this response, but it was just so… real. Did I really just open myself up to having an affair with one drunken text? “Like, now now? For real?” I responded. “Yes. Send me your address. I can leave right away.” My stomach churned with excitement and fear as I typed out our address and told him to text me when he arrived so I could guide him into our building. I panicked. What was about to happen? I didn’t know Travis beyond smut talk. It was already late at night. What was I thinking? I decided to jump in the shower to sober up a bit and to prepare for whatever was about to happen. Time was limited if he was already on his way. Fuck My phone buzzed: He was downstairs. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.” I said aloud to myself. I was literally shaking as I walked to the elevator. I looked at my reflection in the doors as they slid shut. I’d opted for my go-to outfit at home: a jock strap, mesh shorts, a tank, and sneakers. I thought the lighting did right by my muscles, and I smirked at myself. The door opened into the garage level, and there he was in real life. Travis. He was not my type, but he was also everything I hoped him to be. He was tall and lanky, with a mop of sandy-blond hair and a mustache. He wore baggier jeans than I would wear, and his t-shirt had a stretched out collar. He was pale and wore a bright gold chain. For a fleeting moment I thought of my husband, tan, muscular, and perfect, some five hundred miles away for work as the warm summer air blew through our parking garage. “Sup, Eric.” He stated as he boarded the elevator and put his hand on my shoulder with a grin. The doors closed. His hand made its way down my back. He squeezed my ass. Once inside our apartment, he pushed me to my knees. Even though I could surely overpower him, I was powerless: he was in command. Just like in the fantasy he’d sent earlier, I unlocked his soft dick from his jeans and began working it with my mouth. Looking up, I could tell by his facial expressions he was pleased. “Damn boy, I didn’t think this would ever actually happen. Thought you were catfishing me. Yanking my chain.” I didn’t think it would ever actually happen either, I though, as his dick grew. A salty taste gradually took over my mouth; I knew he was pre-cumming a lot. My head bobbed back and forth, occasionally taking a break to suck on his balls or to lick his shaft up and down. His dick was as glorious as I’d thought via photos and videos. Perfect really, and now pulsing thanks to my oral pleasures. Finally, he pulled his cock from me and said “get up” And I did. “I want to fuck you in your bed.” He said with a grin. He liked the symbolism of fucking in my marital bed. I led him to the Master bedroom, turned, and he pushed me down onto the mattress. “Take your clothes off.” He commanded, but then seeing the jock strap said “Leave that on.” Spreading my legs wide, he positioned himself next to the bed and removed his clothing. He then stroked his glorious dick a few times and began aligning his dick with my hole. No lube, just pre-cum and spit. He pressed. It burned. His perfect mushroom head plodded inside me. My longstanding fantasies arose with Travis’s raw entry. I thought about how personal it was to be fucked bare, how there could be no further closeness to be had. I thought of how vulnerable it was to take another man’s bare cock and to accept their load, with whatever that load carried with it. I then thought of the dudes who begged to be pozzed in the videos I’d watched, and the dom tops who boldly proclaimed they were pozzing their subjects. My hard-on raged. “Are you….?” I trailed off. “Fuck that feels good. I’m… I’m not on PrEP. Are you…” It wasn’t my sexiest banter. I felt his dick drive slowly deeper within my tight ass. He diverted his eyes from his dick entering my hole to my face. “I’m not either.” And he grinned wider, pulling out slightly then pushing back inside me. He began these mini-thrusts with his hips. Slowly but surely, plunging his cock getting deeper and deeper. “That’s hot.” I exclaimed. “It’s too late for me to be on that shit. And too late for you now dude.” “Huh?” I half-asked, delighting in the rhythmic fuck. “What do you mean?” “Dude, you’re mine now. It’s just you and me. My raw dick. Inside your pretty ass. Soon my bare, poz cock is gonna be dumping an unmedicated load in you. I’m marking you forever tonight, Eric.” I arched my back and my eyes rolled back as I felt the ecstasy of our hairy balls finally hitting each other as his dick reached my prostrate. His words were processing in slow motion. “Fuuccckkk” I moaned as he pulled out a bit. “You like my poz dick in you?” he said, just as I’d heard many porn stars say before. Red flags were going up in my brain, but “Fuck yeah” escaped my lips. “I knew you would. I knew you were meant to be my slut.” Travis exclaimed as he increased the vigor of his thrusts. “Fuck your ass feels so good. I’m so fucking ready to take you as mine.” I heard and felt his slim thighs and his full balls slamming against mine as his rhythm grew even more. I clenched my sphincter muscles around his dick, hoping to milk it soon. My tender hole could not take much more of a pounding. My dick was leaking precum all over my stomach. I looked up at Travis, who’s grin had given way to an intense grimace as though he wanted to destroy me with his forward thrusts. His skinny torso was glistening with sweat. His chain bounced back and forth as he pounded me hard. He began grunting loudly – I worried my neighbors would hear. “UNH – UNH – UNH – UNH – FUCK I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNG CUM!!! UNH!!! UNH!!! UNH!!!!!! OH YEAHHHH!!!!!!” He screamed, as a toxic eruption took place deep in my guts. I was rock hard and my dick was throbbing as my fuck hole was now lubricated with Travis’s unmedicated being. I stroked furiously, thinking to myself how hot it was that I’d just taken a load from this stud with the perfect dick I’d worshiped from afar for weeks. He resumed slowly pulsing his dick out and in my ass, fucking his POZ jizz deeper into my chute, he wanted to make sure it would take hold. I gripped my dick harder and kept stroking. “You’re mine now, bitch. I’ve marked you like a dog pissing on a tree. You have my DNA in you forever. Your purpose from here out is to worship my cum, to worship me, and to become mine in every way. Lick my pits you fucking bitch. He leaned down and let me lick his sweaty armpits. My tough meandered down to his nipples. My balls tingled, signaling it was time for me to erupt too. “Fuuucckk!” I screamed, and a fountain of neg spunk erupted over my torso.

I have 6 layovers in Phoenix this month. My first was Monday, 2 days ago. Before making plans with any of the local guys I play with, I wanted one layover to myself for some (hopefully) extra slutty fun. I was checked into my room, showered, and cleaned up by 2PM. I went on Scruff and placed a "come load my ass" ad on Doublelist. Scruff wasn't working for me that day, but had a few replies on DL. The most promising guy on DL wound up saying he'd be over in 20 minutes, but after 30 minutes passed I knew he'd flaked. So I decided to head over to Flex and see if I could find some fun there. I arrived right at 4PM. There was a decent amount of guys there, a mostly older crowd that was hanging out by the pool and hot tub. I focused my cruising on one of the dark rooms. I sucked a few dicks, fingered a few holes and got my ass fingered a few times. I was there for about an hour before I got fucked for the first time. I eventually found a guy in the darker corner with a fairly meaty dick. We felt each other up for a bit before he turned me around and started probing my ass with his meat. I'd pre lubed so he was able to slide in pretty easily. He went balls deep on the first stroke. It was a slow entry, but he did make me wince a bit. I bent over, grabbing a glory hole for support, and let him use me as long as he wanted to. Within a couple of minutes he was finished and stepped away. I don't think he loaded my hole, but the fucking felt good regardless. No one else was stepping up to take his place, so I decided to walk through the place and see what was happening elsewhere. I did a lap around the facility, and walked through the other dark room. Sitting on top of the padded table was a decent looking hairy daddy type, with a rock hard dick. Average length but very thick. I dropped my towel and bent over so I could get his dick in my mouth. He was loving the oral attention and after a few minutes he asked if I'd like to join him in his room, and I of course said yes. When we got there, I continued sucking his meat and he started probing my hole with his fingers. I opened my legs more and raised my ass up as an invitation to continue exploring my ass. Before long he got up and got behind me and slid his dick in. He fucked pretty slow, not a power fuck at all, but his girth felt amazing. We fucked and played for about half an hour...he either couldn't cum or didn't want to, and I was ready to head back to the dark room and see what was going on. By this time, there were more guys in the place. I'm not really into guys in their 20's or 30's, but there were a lot of them here now. I went back to the dark room. Someone had either turned off the single red light in the room, or unscrewed the bulb...but it was completely black in here now. I don't see well in low light as it is, and I could only feel my way around now. I was making my way around the wall, and there were quite a few bodies to feel. I found a place against the wall and stayed there for quite a while. I don't know what it is about being in a pitch black environment, but I get super horny. I sucked dick, got mine sucked, had a couple of dicks in my ass, I fingered a few holes...I was probably in there for an hour just enjoying it all. I was getting pretty tired and was super horny and I was ready to blow a load and head back to my hotel. I walked around the room, brushing up against many bodies, looking for a willing ass to fuck. I found a nice firm ass with a sloppy hole bent over the padded table. I slid in and wanted to fuck for as long as possible, but the guy was thrusting back on my dick making it impossible for me to control the speed of the fuck. I wound up unloading in him in under a minute. Longer would have been nice, but at least I got off. I went to get dressed, ordered my Uber, and got back to my hotel at 9PM. A guy on Scruff had messaged me, a VERY handsome fit guy. I mean, he's crazy handsome. The kind of guy that's so good looking, I wondered if he meant to message someone else instead of me. He wasn't up for any play that night, but we made plans to meet up on Thursday when I'd be in town again. We texted yesterday and today, and we're still planning on meeting up tomorrow night. I'm thinking this will be a long slow sensual fuck. He's got a great body and an above average dick. A long and slow fuck will be most welcome by him. He doesn't seem to be the piggy top type, but I guess you never know. I'll log that encounter in my next story.

I am old enough that I started fucking before the HIV crisis. I started using condoms in 1985, and I was a real stickler about it. Until I had my first raw experience in 7 years in 1992. At the time of this story, I was working through my urge to bareback. This experience is one of the things that made up my mind. This was probably 15 years ago. I was just beginning to learn how to hook up online from some of the early sites. I had been chatting with this black guy who lived in the nearest city to me. He was not out at all. He had just moved into his own place after divorce. He was really nervous about meeting. Eventually, it worked out, and I drove up to his place. Once we got naked, I was blown away. This guy had one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen in person (around 11 and thick). After making out and oral, we were getting ready to fuck. I told him, "You don't have to use the rubber." He insisted that he should. He put me on my back with my legs over my shoulders. His big cock stung a bit going in with a rubber. I was turned on enough (and young enough) to push through the discomfort. After a few uncomfortable but still hot moments, he stopped fucking me. By this time he had rolled me back so that he was completely on top of me; I was completely under his control. He had a thoughtful look on his face. He looked into my eyes for a moment. Then he reached down and pulled off the rubber. He slid back in and gave me a long hard fuck before shooting deep inside me. He was always a little flaky. He contacted me wanting to hook up 5 times for every 1 time we actually met, but over the next several years he fucked me a dozen times. Rubbers were never mentioned again.

As I closed my eyes I felt Milos shift his weight over my face and spread his hairy arse cheeks to present me with his hole. Even tho it felt slightly tattered at the edges it was still so tight. I lapped and nibbled at it as I heard him moan. I felt his hands grip my ankles and he pulled my legs back. In my minds eye, I could see (and feel) Milos grinding his cunt into my fave, something dragging his arse against my tongue to the base of his hairy wet bollocks and back;I could imagine his cock, so hard it was almost flat with his abs dripping precum onto my own slick chest; despite the Tina the V I’d taken was making my own cock so hard it hurt, and I could feel my own toxic precum leaking from my engorged head and dripping down my own untouched shaft; behind Toby, Michael jacking his own monster cock, licking his lips as he egged Toby on; and finally Toby, his hand only just in my cunt, swivelling it around, exploring my insides, smiling in the knowledge of how much he wanted to open me up. And how much I wanted him to. I’ll let you into a secret. If you want to get fisted real good - and I mean really good - choose a guy with very muscular forearms. Fisting isn’t only about the fist, it’s about the whole arm. The first is just the start. Like a good, thick cock, it’s not good having a big mushroom head if it doesn’t have girth to back it up. Mentally and physically I relaxed as Tony gently flexed his fist, flexing his fingers open and closed, probing into my gut. I needed poppers as I felt him dig a bit deeper but at the same time, I was on that perfect threshold of the kind of pain when your body tells you to stop, and the exquisite, depraved feeling of wanting more. Wanting it to hurt. There you have it. Who doesn’t like a bit of pain? I love being smacked around. Now, with Toby’s fist in my cunt, I wanted more pain. Real pain. Not enough to damage me but enough to feel something deep, carnal and primeval. I grunted and raised my arse to meet Toby’s fist and heard him chuckle. “Good Boy. Come in, baby. Let me feed your cunt.” I emitted a stifled moan and raised my hips higher as he pushed in and gave me that magical moment - flexing his forearm muscles. Feeling them ripple against the sides of my gut sent shockwaves intense pleasure through my body and relaxed me enough to let his arm even deeper into my body. “Whoa, fuck man!” It was Milos. From my bird’s eye view hovering above the scene, I knew Toby was in deep. Perhaps deeper than ever before. As he gently pulled and pushed his arm in my guts, his fingers clenched and unclenched in perfect synchronisation. But Toby knew what he was doing. He knew which of my grunts meant “deeper” or “deep enough”. I could see his elbow resting on the bed for leverage and as I raised my hips he twisted his arm and pushed against my abs. I let out an intense sigh as I began to piss. Huge arcs of chems and piss splashed all over me and also hit Milos’ chest before sliding down to cover me. Milos pushed down onto my face, pushing out his guts - what was left of the spunk, precum, piss, arse juices and blood that remained in there down my throat. Suddenly he lifted off, and I opened my eyes to see him clamber off for a better view and to take my cock down his throat, drinking my remaining piss as he watched Tony now more insistently arm fuck my cunt. I lifted my head to take some poppers. Six deep, overloading huffs as I looked at my boys. Milos. Toby. Michael. In that moment, I was in perfect communion and love with them all. I threw back my head and moaned loudly.

What, bleach and lysol aren't on the promising drugs list? I thought for sure they would be after today's press conference.

Part 3 A Pick up So, I really had thought I wasn’t gonna ever see that boy again. His hole was gonna be a fun memory from a simple vacation. I wasn’t near as adventurous by nature when I was home. But my kinks are still my kinks at home. So, I still like to get in a hole with jizz in it and the risqué and seedy as well when the chances arrive, but don’t want to get arrested or in trouble either. So, I still go and see what is going on in the cruising parks and the seedy mall bathrooms. This day I was in the mall to pick up some work slacks. There is one bathroom at the mall that can get cruisy. It has a long hallway after the entrance door to another door. You can hear as each one opens and gives guys a chance to get decent. Also, the handicapped stall is at an odd angle in the back that makes it hard to see feet unless u are looking real hard. So, I have caught many guys in there and thought they were doing things but only saw a bj once. And everyone knows it’s the cruisy bathroom. I have never done anything in there. I almost did something with this hot little twink, but it didn’t work out. But today I walked in and I could tell someone was in that stall. It had gotten quiet, but I could tell something was going on. I grabbed a paper towel and dropped it just so I could look under the stall and sure enough 2 pair of feet. And then I heard the whisper “Just keep fucking me slowly till he leaves.” I do my best not to giggle at the thought that they think they are getting away with this but also keep from getting hard. I catch that unmistakable smell of cum as I walk to the last urinal to take my piss. They are doing their best to be quiet but whoever that bottom was couldn’t sit still and I could hear the slick movements of a lubed ass riding a cock. When I was finished, I turned around to walk to the sink to wash my hands and looked through the slit between the stall door and saw the bottoms face. He looked familiar but I couldn’t quite place it. I washed up and headed out of the bathroom and decided to wait on the bench right across from the bathroom. Now this bathroom is in a back hallway in the mall and gets little to no traffic usually anyway. So, I waited. And then I heard the obvious noises of sex, so good skin to skin slapping, some good moaning. It was all pretty faint thru 2 doors, but it was a quiet hallway. Then I heard “YES SIR, BREED MY SLUT HOLE.” And the sounds died down. I was hard as a rock. There was a part of me hoping I could go in there as the other guy came out. But then I remembered who he looked like. That face was the one I remembered seeing as he was getting pounded at the bathhouse. My dick got even harder. Here was a chance to fuck that boy again, if it was him. I was so distracted. I saw the big hulk of a mountain man walk out of the bathroom that had to be the top that had just destroyed and seeded this slut’s hole. And I just randomly had a different idea pop into my head. Before I could shake it out of my head here comes the slut out of the bathroom. It is him. Bitch is wearing some super short running shorts with a jockstrap I can see the straps on just inside his shorts. And a fucking mesh crop top. If he would have been sucking a sucker, I would have thought him the quintessential easy-twink cum-dump of comics. He was looking a little shy but super happy as he came out of the restroom and I acted on instinct. “Oh, hey Slade, I thought I saw you earlier in the mall.” I said as I walked up to and hugged him, smelling the sex and sweat on the boy. “Surely you remember me, we met in Orlando. I thought you were super hot and wanted to ask you out but figured we were both on vacation and no chance of anything there. But here you are now. I think you should come with me and I’ll show you a good time tonight.” The slut looked utter dumbfounded. It was a good look on him. I could tell he was mulling over his options until he finally just nodded. I was surprised it had worked. I mean I had no idea what his name really was. But I could see the submissive streak in him, and I had already fucked him twice. Plus, he had some hulks scuzz slowing churning in his ass already, not to mention how many other men’s ball juice in there, which just turned me on more. I figured he wouldn’t turn me down too hard. He wanted more dick and just hoped I would give it too him. He wasn’t expecting the other things I wanted from him. So, he followed me as I went into the mall. “I have to pick up my slacks I have had ordered and tailored before we can go.” I said. “Oh, do you want me to wait outside the store or by your car?” “No, you don’t have to do that.” “I’m not really dressed for that. I don’t want to embarrass you, sir” And there it was. He called me sir already. He didn’t know my name and he knew I didn’t know his and already he is giving up power. “It’s okay. I invited you to come with me, I’m not embarrassed by you, I think your hot. If I want you to come along, come along.” I said. He nodded. He squirmed a little bit as we walked. I’m pretty sure he was trying to keep hulks load in his ass. It was hot to watch and think about. We got to the store and I walked in first and even held the door for Slade. I gave the cute 24 yo brown haired decent bottom, Tad my receipt and he went to fetch my slacks. It was fun to watch his ass leave, even if I only ever had it with a condom. Jerry the other sales guy was both eye fucking and judging the hell out of Slade. Jerry doesn’t look like much, just mid 30’s in shape guy, dark hair, green eyes, but always had a decent bulge in his tailored pants. Tad said he was a decent fuck but tended to cum buckets from a short fuck. So not always worth it for Tad. I decided to start looking at some shirts to see what Jerry or Slade would do. Jerry came over and asked Slade if he needed help with anything. Slade looked to me to see what he could say. So, I said “Slade, let Jerry pick out some underwear for you, he’s good at that.” Jerry grinned, “Slave, really that’s what you call him out in public, and make him dress like this?” “His name is Slade with a D. And I didn’t choose that outfit, though I do appreciate it” I said. The slut I named Slade looked super confused. But he was looking at Jerry with some lust in his smile, and that bulge in his eyes. “Jerry, show him the limited-edition stuff in the back, I’ll buy him 2 pair. It makes for a better present on a first date than some flowers or candy.” I said Jerry escorted Slade away without another word. But the look on Slade’s face when I said date was palpable. I couldn’t tell if it was excitement or disappointment. But off they went. And a few minutes later here comes Tad with my pants. “Here ya go,” Tad said. “Where did your friend go?” “Oh, Jerry is picking out some underwear for him. It’s my present for him for our first date.” “He’s your date?!? Really?” “Well I picked him up here at the mall, but yeah. I have seen him before when we were both on vacation in Florida but this is the first real date” “And you sent him to the back with Jerry?” Tad exclaimed “You know Jerry will try to fuck him” “Yes Tad I do know that, and that’s fine if he does” “You don’t think Jerry will be successful in bagging what’s his name?” “His name is Slade” “Slave? Did you buy him on the internet or something?” “No, Slade with a D. Or at least that is what I am calling him. I picked him up outside the cruisy bathroom.” “So, he’s a hookup and you don’t care if Jerry fucks him first?” “He was getting fucked in the bathroom right before I picked him up, but its not a hook up. I really wanna take him on a date” “I don’t understand” “I like slutty boys Tad; you should know this by now. It is the reason you and I were never more than a hookup” and at this pronouncement another customer walked into the store. Some 40’s white guy that was nothing much to look at. I went and looked at socks while I waited for what I hoped would be an even more well loaded slut that I could wine, dine, get fucked, and then take home to cuddle and play in his hole.

I've been having a hard time this week. The studs I've been seeing got called back to work which is good for them but tough for me. I've been spoiled by having three tops to myself for days at a time. Now they have to be up by 5am and out the door by 6:15 at the latest. So I'm back to my old routine of trying to wake up at 4 in the morning to go over to their place to get laid as soon as they wake up and then having to wait for them to get home. Yesterday I didn't get laid in the morning because I slept too late. Since I'm doing the whole social distancing thing I'm staying away from the hookup apps. After they got off work the two oldest came over to my place. We have a couch in the garage and I fixed it up so it would be nice and comfy for them. I also put a blanket on it so I could host out there instead of having them come inside the house since my mom's home all day. I told her I was having some guests over so she wouldn't come out to the garage and see me with a dick in my ass or mouth. When they got here I went inside and got them some beers out of the fridge and made sure they were settled in, then I got on my knees and took their dick's out and started licking and sucking them. I was so horny that I couldn't wait to take my sweats off and ride their dicks but they were still unwinding and drinking their beers so I just stayed on my knees and sucked dick for them both by trading back and forth between them. When their beers were finished I pulled my sweats up and went inside and got them both another one, then I brought them out and got back to work on their dicks. It felt really good to stroke and slurp on their cocks while they downed their beers. My ass was so tingly and ready for their dicks, but I wanted to make sure they were taken care of so I asked if they wanted more beer. When they both said no I took my sweats all the way off and took my plug out. I'd already fingered a bunch of vaseline in my ass so I didn't have to lube up again. I just got on the couch and held onto the backrest so they could take turns plowing my hole. As soon as the first one was inside me he pushed me so my chest was pressed against the back of the couch, then he hammered my ass. His hips were slapping my butt cheeks and it was loud, plus I was moaning like crazy. He nutted in me pretty fast, then my favorite stud had me stand in front of him so he could fuck me. I was having a hard time keeping my balance but I managed to stay on my feet until he was ready to change positions. I got back on the couch and held onto the armrest while he finished inside me, then he pulled out and I was in heaven. I put my plug back in and went inside and got them a couple more beers, then I sat between them on the couch and they took turns kissing me and tugging on my butt plug until they went home.

Once, I was leaving class and Hooked up with this Hispanic guy like a foreign exchange student or something. I went up to his apartment and had his suck huge cock with a very large head and uncut too. We get straight to the point but I’m disappointed as he pulls out some magnums. He tells me to put on a blind fold to which I oblige. I’m hold on to the bed post and can barely accommodate his cock, as he keeps telling me to relax. He pulls out and says he’s going to get some lube and then things get all wet and it feels amazing to the point he is actually balls deep all 8 or 9 inches. His balls slapping my ass is turning me on so much. He quickly starts moaning and panting as he wants to cum. Soon his cock is throbbing and he says he cumming. He stays inside me as he goes soft and pulls out and heads to the bathroom to pee. I pull off the blind fold and see the condom on the bed and I go to see that it’s wet but doesn’t look like he cummed inside. He come back and I ask where he came. And he says on I nutted in your ass, I said yeah but the condom was dry. He replies, it was too tight and I took it off. No wonder it felt so good. I left super hard and my as super wet from this hot Hispanic ock planting his seed inside. Guess now when I see him again I’ll be super turned on knowing he likes it bareback. Latin guys are my weakness too

flag Travis pulled his dick out from my ass with slow intention. I felt empty as his thick mushroom head gradually retreated from my tender fuck chute. Once all the way out, he held me tight, sweaty body to sweaty body, my cummy, used bubble butt against his cummy, softening cock. “You know, unlike a woman, a guy can only get pregnant once. A woman can get knocked up with many men’s babies. But a man… A man can only really get knocked up once. I want you to carry my baby. I want to be the one who fertilizes you, who gives you a legacy, makes you what you’re supposed to be. Brad can’t do that for you, but I can.” His tone had taken a gentler turn than it’d been just moments before. We hadn’t yet acknowledged the bug outside of our two sexual encounters. I was still processing it: both turned on and terrified. “I don’t know if… It’s just that, I love Brad. I didn’t mean for this – us – to happen. And it can’t. I can’t…. I can’t cheat on him anymore. I can’t get HIV. I just… this isn’t who I am.” Travis kissed my neck. “It’s who you are meant to be, baby. Think of all the times we talked about raw fucking, how turned on you are by it, how much you crave it. I’m giving you the key to unlock your potential. Freedom to fuck whoever the fuck you want, whenever you want it. And to be mine. I’ve finally planted my flag in you, I’ve claimed you. Don’t turn back now.” I sat up and turned, putting my feet on the ground. I inhaled deeply, exhaled, and said “I gotta shower.” When I emerged from the steamy bathroom, Travis was gone. affix Hours later, the dryer buzzed: our sheets were finally clean. I remade the bed. My phone vibrated: Brad texted that the client was in meltdown mode, and that he’d have to be away for at least another four days. I missed him and felt bad I’d hurt him, even if he didn’t know anything yet. I looked up the clinic’s address and grabbed my car keys off of the counter. I was going to make everything all right. My phone vibrated again, only this time it was Travis. “So are you mine or not?” All my alarms were frantically ringing in my mind. No, of course I’m not, I thought. I’m Brad’s husband. And time is ticking to get treatment from this mistaken tryst, to think of how I’m going to tell Brad about all of this, and to make things right in my marriage. Travis followed up with a photo of his dick that I’d never seen before. In it, he wore a thick, tight cock. His engorged member curved up his slender stomach, veins protruding all along the way, concluding in its perfect mushroom head, which was wet with precum. I could almost taste it through my phone. I was again fixated on Travis’s fuck weapon, and I needed it: it had a power over me. “I need to be serviced. So what’s it gonna be: are you mine or not?” He followed up. I clenched my keys in my fist in mental anguish. That goddam dick. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck” I said to myself again as I typed “I’m yours.” He sent me his address. Claimed I pulled into the vinyl-clad apartment complex and continued to doubt my actions. My primal desire for this man’s dick kept me on track toward this unkempt place. I knocked on Travis’s unit. He answered in a wife beater and jeans and ushered me inside. “Take your clothes off.” He said. I complied, exposing my muscular frame and tan lines to him once again. I looked down at my sculpted body and my semi-hard dick and I thought about my husband’s Adonis-like build. I then looked at Travis: a skeleton in comparison, pale, tall, lanky. He certainly had an unrefined cuteness about him, but the physical contrasts between him and me or Brad were sharp. As I stood there naked in his living room, he bolted several locks on the front door. “Bedroom’s back there. Imma grab a beer. I want you ass up, face down on the bed.” My stomach fluttered with nerves as I walked down a short hallway into a messy bedroom. The bed was not made, and the sheets looked old. I climbed onto the bed, knees spread wide, ass up, head down on a formless pillow. He entered the room moments later and grabbed my right wrist. He affixed a rope around it and proceeded to tie it to a corner of the bed. “I don’t think I want to . . . “ I began to turn to tell him that I wasn’t into being tied up. He backhanded me, and I must’ve blacked out in surprise. When I awoke, ropes constrained my hands and feet, and I was spread wide like a star fish on the bed. I felt the familiar sharp pain of dick entering my ass, and a hand between my shoulder blades as leverage. I let out a moan of pain. “Hey boy, welcome back. I’m sorry I hit you. Now don’t question me in that tone again, ok? I don’t want to have to mess up that pretty face of yours.” Travis said from behind as his dick pierced into me. “Can you untie me? I’m not into….” He pushed his dick hard into me, maneuvering his mushroom head a few inches inside me in one thrust, and slapped my ass. “Listen. You’re tied up for your own good. I know you’ve got doubts. I know you’re inclined to run. But I also know your destiny. I knew it from the moment I saw you. Do you want to be mine or not?” I was clear this was rape-like and his language was mentally abusive, but I was also clear that he was right: All of my sexual fantasies had led to this, to him. He pulled out a bit and then slammed back into me, getting closer to my prostrate. “Oh fuck, that hurts – can you slow down?” I said of the entry. “It’s got to hurt some, bitch.” He said I felt his balls brush against my ass. “Your cunt needs to get a little beaten up as sacrifice to the hurt your causing Brad. You’re becoming mine as we speak. My cells are dividing in you, growing, spreading, taking over. And tonight, I’m going to ruin you so that I can remake you.” My fat dick grew from the friction against the sheets of the fuck from behind. I felt his balls slapping against my inner thighs I felt my ass tearing in a way I’d never felt before. His monster cock was wrecking me. “You want to be Poz like me?” He asked with a shortness of breath. I hadn’t really confronted it directly -- to myself or him – yet in such terms. But I knew the answer now, like I’d heard in so many porns and read in so may stories. “Yeah, I want it. I want to be yours. I want to carry your seed, your virus. Knock me up. Make me like you. Give it to me. Make me pregnant with your baby.” I wanted to touch Travis, to touch myself, to turn over and see what this sweaty man assaulting me looked like in this moment of passion. But I was locked into place, my ankles and wrists tied to the four corners of the bed. All I could do was turn my head and glance at Travis with side eye. My dick was leaking precum on the dirty sheets. With each thrust Travis made into me, my cock humped the bed beneath, skin flexing against the mattress. With his dick balls deep in my ass, Travis moved his hips from side to side to side, front to back, up and down, slowly, now, opening my ass, getting my ass ready to be the cum receptacle it was meant to be. He was dripping sweat onto me. His eyes were closed. He was savoring being deep in my hole and just ruining it with each movement he made. Side to side. Back and forth. In and out. “Fuck yeah, baby. You are mine. You’re nothing but a cheating, Poz fuck toy now. My cheating poz fuck toy. Your ass is going to get used and abused so much by so many men after me. You want another dirty load to seal this deal?” “Yeah, give it to me. Poz me. Breed me. Remake me." I said He pulled out and resumed his final fuck pace: he was ready to blow a wad of jizz in my wrecked hole, and crescendo-ed into an intense assault of my chute. I was in ecstasy feeling totally at the control and mercy of my big dicked god. My cock began spurting cum on the sheets. “Fuuccckkk” I screamed, unable to control the flow of semen from my cock. Travis’s eyes rolled back as cum bullets shot deep into my gut, penetrating my DNA inextricably. Volley after volley of Travis’s toxic jiz filled and marked me. He screamed and I moaned in a symphony of passion. After relishing in our orgasms for what felt like an hour, Travis collapsed onto me. Sweaty bodies against one another, he whispered in my ear, “you’re mine.”

Ch 1. Michael stood outside of the packed club. It was Saturday night and everyone was out partying. The bass could be heard and felt from the sidewalk. He took one last drag of his cigarette before putting it out and heading inside. Michael was 27 years old. He was 5’11” with a solid athletic build, brown hair, and hazel eyes. He headed up the few steps just inside the door and walked to the bar in the center of the room. He already felt his nerves starting to get the best of him. He ordered a drink and stood as casually as he could by the bar. This was his first night out alone in over two years and Michael could feel how awkward he looked. Several guys around the bar looked at him. Michael felt like they were staring a hole right through him. He pounded his first drink and ordered another one before deciding to head upstairs to the second level of the club. As he climbed the stairs, the music and the bass became louder, more upbeat. He was now on the dance floor. Again he stood casually on the side lines and watched as the mass of guys danced to the beat. He pounded his second drink and headed to the bar on the other side of the dance floor. Michael ordered another drink. His nerves starting to calm down as his first two drinks started to run through him. As he waited, another guy walked up to the bar next to him. The bartender returned with Michael’s drink and then turned to take the guy’s order. Michael picked up his drink and as he turned to leave the bar, he caught a glimpse of the guy next to him. He stood 6’1” with a muscular frame and fire auburn hair. Michael locked eyes with him. He couldn’t help but stand there, frozen, and stare. His chiseled face, and from what Michael could see of his body being exposed by a tight fitting tank top, was covered in freckles. Michael was in awe. “Hey” the guy said to Michael. He couldn’t speak. Michael smiled sheepishly at him and went back to the dance floor. As he stood there he found himself starting to move with the beat. Halfway through his third drink and he was starting to feel looser. He let his mind go and danced in the crowd. Michael quickly came back to reality when he felt someone come up behind him and put their hands around his waist. Michael jumped and looked back as the guy still had his hands around his waist. It was the ginger from the bar. He smiled at Michael. “You’re really attractive.” He said over the roar of the bass. “Thanks. Hardly as attractive as you are” Michael said jokingly. He continued dancing as the guy grinded behind him and moved his hands all over Michael’s body. “My name is Evan.” He finally said in Michael’s ear. He kept one hand around Michael’s waist and moved the other up towards his chest. “Michael” was all he could say in return. They continued dancing for a few more songs. Evan continued to explore Michael’s body. He started to slide his hand in the front of Michael’s jeans. Michael broke free, startled. “I’ll be right back” he turned and said to Evan and walked downstairs. Michael walked out the front door into the warm summer night air and lit up another cigarette. A few moments later Evan came out the door of the club and lit up next to Michael. “Sorry about that.” Evan said after a brief moment of silence. “You’re fine. Just caught me off guard a little. Not quite used to this yet” “What do you mean?” Evan asked “I haven’t been out in the club like this in over two years. I’m a little rusty” Michael laughed “Ah. Fresh out of a relationship?” Evan asked him Michael nodded in response. “Yep. Now I’m just trying to go with the flow. Not entirely ready to jump into another one ya know?” “I hear you. Nows the time to let loose and have some fun.” Evan encouraged Michael smiled and nodded in agreement. There was another brief silence between them. “So can I buy you a drink and feel that body some more on the dance floor?” Evan asked with a smirk. Michael pauses for a moment. He promised himself he wouldn’t be looking to hook up with anyone tonight, but dancing seemed okay. “Sure.” They went back inside and Evan ordered them another round of drinks. They found they’re way back to the dance floor and continued dancing. Michael leaned back against Evan’s muscular body as Evan’s hands moved all over from michael’s chest to his inner thighs. Michael was really started to feel the alcohol at this point. Between that and feeling Evan all over his body started turning him on. The combination of Evan’s cologne and the musk radiating from his underarms was that much more intoxicating for Michael. He felt himself sink deeper back against Evan. Michael turned his head and their eyes met. Evan leaned and locked lips with Michael. Michael was in heaven. He turned to face Evan and they kissed again letting Evan plunge his tongue deeper into his mouth. As they kissed, Evan slid his hands down Michael’s back to his ass and latched on with a firm grip. Michael couldn’t help but follow suit and grab Evan’s growing cock. “I think we should go.” Evan suggested seductively. Michael couldn’t stop feeling Evan’s cock through his jeans. He figured it had to be at least eight inches and it was making him more horny. “Yeah let’s go. My place is only two blocks from here.” Michael said. They had one final kiss and proceeded out of the club.

I grew up as a fan of pro wrestling. Maybe it was the theatrics of it all that appealed to me, or maybe the fact that it featured oiled-up muscle guys in skimpy lycra that helped me figure out at a young age I was gay. Whatever the reason, after years of watching it, I decided to get into the business side of it. For the past few years, I’ve owned and operated a pro wrestling company -- we scout and hire talent, rent the venues, sell the tickets, find sponsors, and hold events. I do this monthly, have a few friends and staff (all straight, as best I can tell) who help behind the scenes, and we make decent money from it in the process. Most of our events draw about 500 screaming, rabid, loyal fans. Yes, it’s all staged, but it’s a good time, the participants are genuine athletes, and they take it seriously. A lot of the younger ones – usually the ones in their late teens or early 20s – aspire to make wrestling a full-time job, reach the big-time (i.e. WWE), and wrestle in places like Madison Square Garden with millions of people watching them on TV. For these younger guys, they’re willing to sacrifice a lot to get a shot. They train hard, and they’re in the gym every day – and their bodies show it. Some of them really will do anything to get their shot, which is good for me and for them. Quickly, a little about me: I’m 51, white, 6-2, 190 lbs., graying hair, decent shape with decent looks and a thick, meaty cock. I came out about 15 years ago, and a poz leather daddy acquaintance of mine converted me about 5 years ago. I wasn’t chasing, and I hadn’t planned for it to happen, but once Daddy had me on my back with my legs over his shoulders, I felt powerless to stop him from breeding me. I came down with the fuck flu, and after briefly going on meds, I gave them up within a few months. I assume my viral load at this point is sky-high, which is how I intend to keep it for a while. After going off meds, I felt a transformation sexually: I went from being a vers guy with an average sex drive to being a power-hungry bareback top who stops at nothing to breed cute young guys (my weakness is the jock, college-boy type with a daddy fetish). The power of infecting a young, healthy jock is more of a rush than any drug out there. They usually either assume I’m neg and/or insist on a condom, which magically either breaks, slips off, or never even leaves the wrapper. Oops. I figure I’ve pozzed several of these naïve boys so far, and it fuels my need to find more. It turns out that the business of pro wrestling is the perfect place for it. When booking the wrestling talent for my events, I try to feature a good mix that will please the crowd and sell tickets: usually a couple of bigger, brawler types; maybe a couple of females; one or two silly, quirky types; and a few of the young, fit, boy-next-door gym bunny 20-somethings to appeal to the gays and the girls. Variety is good for ticket sales. Some of the wrestlers know I’m gay, but most probably don’t. I just don’t talk about it, and I don’t do much to make it obvious. I’ve also steered clear of being overtly flirtatious at my events, although I’m sure some of the wrestlers have caught my eyes lingering a little too long when they’re changing clothes, and I’ve been known to occasionally give away a free ticket to the particularly hot guys standing in the ticket line. But most definitely, none of them know I’m poz and carrying a potent, toxic virus ready to be shared at any moment. One of my favorites on the roster is Cody. He’s a naïve country boy who lives about an hour away, and he loves working with our company and often comes to me for advice on how to improve himself and make it to the big-time. I’ve earned his trust by working together for a while, and I’ve felt almost like a father figure to this kid since I’ve started working with him. He’s 19, single, straight, and clearly proud of his tanned, athletic body. Probably half of his pics on social media are either shirtless or gym selfies. At 5-9 and roughly 180 pounds, he looks god-like in his tight wrestling trunks, and even better post-match when he’s dripping sweat. His brown hair, amazing green eyes, and smooth, tanned, toned body make the girls and gays swoon. He’s the rare type who makes clingy spandex look good. Cody is desperate to work full-time as a wrestler and get his face in front of WWE scouts. The fact that I actually have connections to a couple of those scouts is a big, big plus for my exploits, and I made it clear to Cody that if he plays his cards right, I could put in a very good word for him and get him a tryout in front of some big-time names. I could make his dream of being on TV come true. After seeing him wrestle and lusting after him at one of my recent events, and seeing how his ass gloriously filled out his tight black trunks (with a white jock strap peeking out the sides at times), I decided to see exactly how badly he wanted that tryout and my recommendation. I asked him to come to the venue early for the next event so we could discuss his future. He accepted eagerly. As some of the crew was setting up the ring and getting things in place, Cody arrived at the venue with his gym bag in hand and found me near a set of bleachers. Wide-eyed and freshly pumped from a gym session, he was eager to hear my advice on furthering his career. We walked to the locker room (still empty for another hour or so) and stepped into an adjacent storage room, where we found two chairs. I arranged them so that we’d be facing each other, and we began to chat. His gold, mesh gym shorts and white t-shirt showed off his tan muscled legs, broad shoulders, and athletic chest, and I tried to not stare. Besides, I’d be seeing him naked within minutes.

I was tipped off to these videos by an ex who is trained as a microbiologist. Dr. Mike Hansen posts videos on YouTube about various health concerns. These videos are fairly technical and long. He does try to spice things up with a joke here and there; he has a perfect deadpan delivery. Also, he's not unpleasant to look at.

Part 8 - German lads cheat too Over the years I have spent a lot of time in Germany and have made a number of good friends there. When I started fucing raw I soon learned that German lads were not only just as likely to cheat on their partners but were just as willing to do it without a condom. By the mid-90s I had started fucking without condoms fairly regularly and I had leaned that a surprisingly high number of guys were up for fucking bare if I initiated it, despite the safe sex message being so prevalent, and this often included guys who were cheating on their partners. I was spending a week in Hamburg with some friends about six or seven years after the Berlin Wall came down and on the Friday night we were due to meet up with some friends of theirs who were visiting Hamburg from what used to be part of East Germany. On the Thursday evening, they dropped round for a drink and I was introduced to Matthias and his partner, Peter. I was attracted to Peter straight away - he was a sports coach and was tall, slim and ginger haired with a really fit body and an arse that reallly filled out his jeans. I realised fairly soon that Peter had picked up on my interest and before long he was chatting to me in the kitchen whilst the others were in the other room and soon we had arranged to meet up the following afternoon. We would have the flat to ourselves as my friends were intending to go straight to the restaurant after work and I was really horny at the thought of getting into Peter's pants. Peter called round the following afternoon and we wasted no time in getting down to it - after we had kissed for a while I got down and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down to his knees. I could see his big, thick cock sticking up in his white Calvin Klein underpants and soon I had it out and in my mouth. He sighed as I began to suck his cock and after I had sucked him for a while he said he was getting close and pulled out my mouth. We were both naked from the waist down now and Peter sat down and stretchd his legs out as I went back down on his cock. I sucked him for a a while and then began to lick his balls and then I moved my tongue further down towards his arse. Peter lifted his legs and pulled them back, exposing his hairy ginger hole and I pushed my tongue into his hole and began to lick it. He moaned and pulled his legs further apart as I pushed my tongue as far up his hole as I could. I was more turned on than I had been in a long time and when he asked to fuck me I didn't hesitate. I fetched some lube and rubbed it into my arse, sucked his cock a bit more and then bent over. "Wait," he said "We need a condom." I told him he could fuck me without a condom if he wanted and he was silent for a moment. I thought maybe I had put him off but a few seconds later I felt him pulling my cheeks apart and then the head of his big cock was pushing against my arse hole. I pushed back and his cock slid slowly up my arse. Peter gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. It was one of the horniest fucks ever and I enjoyed every minute of being fucked by such a fit guy. Peter began to fuck slowly and soon he was fucking me harder and faster. I had not had a cock this big up my arse for a while and I was so turned on I was finding it hard not to cum. Peter fucked me steadily for a while and then began to fuck me even harder and a short time later he told me he was going to cum. I told him to go for it and almost immediately his breathing got faster and he groaned, pushing his cock right up my arse and holding it there and I could actually feel the cum pumping in to my arse. We rested for a while and then Peter asked me to lick his arse again. He knelt up on the settee and soon my tongue was back up his hole. He groaned as I rimmed him and I could feel this cock starting to harden again. After a while he reached out and picked up the packet of lube and passed it to me. I had somehow assumed that Peter was a total top and I couldn't quite believe I was going to get to fuck him but he didn't say anything as I rubbed some lube into his hole and then positioned myself behind him and pushed my cock against his hole. Peter reached round and pulled his cheeks apart and my cock slid up him. I enjoyed every minute of the fuck and it was obvious that Peter was enjoying it oo. I knew I wouldn't last very long and after just about ten or twelve more thrusts I shot what felt like a massive load right into his hairy ginger hole. We showered together and a short time later we were all in a local restaurant enjoying a really nice meal. I was sitting next to Peter's partner, Matthias, who was keen to rractice his English and turned out to be a really nice guy. He was easy to talk to and we got on well. I couldn't help thinking it was just as well he didnt know that his boyfriend and I had cum in each other just an hour or so earlier. There have been a few occasions over the years when I have discovered that one of my friends is cheating on a partner and it has very often been guys I had never thought would cheat and certainly never thougth would do it without a condom. About a year or so after my encounter with Peter I was staying wih a couple of friends in the north of Germany. I had known Oliver for about ten years and we were very good friends. Oliver had been together with his partner for a number of years and I had stayed with them several times. I had not seen Oiver for a while and I was really looking forward to catching up with him. Oliver had explained that his partner's twenty one year old nephew,Kai, was staying with them for a year while he completed a qualification at the university in the city. When I got there and was catching up with Oliver I got the impression he was not very keen on having Kai staying with them. He didn't say much but did mention that Kai had recently split with his boyfriend and also said he was quite arrogant and a bit full of himself. A short time later Oliver's partner came in from work and we all had dinner. I didn't meet Kai until the following day and he seemed like a nice enough lad. He was very handsome - dark haired and well-built with a nice smile. I also couldn't help noticing that he had a very fit, chunky arse and from what I could see he was packing quite a sizeable cock in his jogging bottoms. On the Saturday morning I was due to meet a friend for an early breakfast and I got up and showered and as I was getting dressed I heard Oliver's partner going out to work. Just as I was ready to leave I got a text from my friend asking if we could put breakfast back a couple of hours. I said that was fine with me and decided to make myself some tea and toast. There was no sign of Oliver or Kai so I decided to rest for an hour or so. I had a very pleasant rest and I was just thinking of getting up again when I heard sounds that indicated that someone else was up and about and as I opened the door to my bedroom I heard a loud groan. I then heard other noises which were unmistakeable - the sound of flesh slapping on flesh and I knew that someone was fucking in the living room downstairs. The house was quite open plan with a balcony running along the first floor which opened out on to a TV area with two large sofas down on the ground floor. I decided to satisfy my curiosity and made my way quietly along the balcony to the end and, taking care to stay out of sight. looked over the balcony to the floor below. The first thing I saw was Kai's naked arse thrusting forward - and I could see that he was fucking someone who was kneeling on the settee. It took mejust a moment to realise that the guy being fucked was Oliver. I was really surprised - Oliver was an English teacher and was quite a reserved, quiet guy, always very measured and I had never imagined I would see him bent over with his arse in the air being fucked by his partner's twenty one year old nephew. It was all very horny -Kai's jogging bottoms, a pair of jreans and two pairs of pants had been tossed on the floor and, as they thought I was out, they were making no effort to be quiet. They were both quite vocal - especially Oliver who was moaning and begging Kai to fuck him harder and ruin his arse. As I watched, Kai pulled his cock out of Oliver's arse and I saw that he was not wearing a condom. Kai moved round and pushed his cock into Oliver's mouth and Oliver sucked it eagerly. Watching Oliver suck on a cock that had just been up his arse was a real turn on and then Kai bent over the settee and Oliver pushed his face into Kai's arse and began to lick it. I had my cock out now and was wanking as I watched the horny scene below. Oliver got up and then sat down on the settee, and soon his legs were up and Kai was back up his arse. I watched Kai fuck, enjoying the sight of his chunky arse thrusting into Oliver and as he leaned forward I had a great view of his hairy arse crack. I couldn't help thinking how horny it would be if I was on my back next to Oliver and Kai was taking it in turns to fuck us both. Kai was thrusting harder into Oliver now and I knew he was getting close and I shot my load into the front of my pants as Kai then he threw his head back and came noisily up Oliver's unprotected arse. It was one of the horniest scenes I had ever witnessed and I wondered how it had all started and how long it had been going on. A little later I heard Kai going out and, as there was no sign of Oliver, I made my way quietly out of hte house to join my friend for a late breakfast. Oliver never knew I had seen Kai breeding him behind his partner's back. I had another horny exprience a few years later when I was in Berlin and was on my way to join some friends for a late supper. I had plenty of time before I was due to meet my friends and I was feeling very horny so I decided to try my luck at the Tiergarten, a very active cruising ground which was quite near the restaurant. It was late autumn and already dark and I knew from experience that, although it was hit and miss in the early evening, it could be quite busy any time after dark. I was in luck - I cruised around for a while and ended up in a threesome with two guys, one older and one younger lad and soon I was bent over being fucked by the older guy while I sucked the younger lad's cock. The older guy gave me a good hard fuck for about ten minutes and unloaded up my arse and pulled out. I leaned forward as the younger lad pushed up me and began to fuck. He didn't last as long as the first guy and shot his load up me after just a few minutes. I cruised around for a while longer and as I watched a young black lad being fucked against a tree, I realised that one or both of the guys who fucked me must have shot a particulary big load up me and I knew I needed to find a quiet spot to push the cum out my arse. I walked further into the woods until I found a quiet spot, pulled my pants down, squatted and pushed a big load of cum out onto the ground. I had just pulled up my pants when I heard the sound of someone approaching. I ducked behind a tree as two guys came into view. I watched as they kissed for a while and I was just about to leave them to it and head quietly in the other direction when I realised that one of them was one of the group I was meeting that night. I didn't know Andreas particularly well - he and his partner were more friends of friends but I was genuinely shocked to see him cruising in the Tiergarten. I had always found Andreas and his partner quite judgemental about things like cheating, cruising and especially bareback sex. Andreas was quite vocal sbout these things and not long ago I had heard him agreeing with someone who said that cheating on your partner and not using protection was the ultimate betrayal. I looked around tree again and saw that Andreas was now on his knees sucking on the other guy's cock. The guy he was sucking was a fit skinhead guy who looked to be in his mid-30s and as I watched him suck cock, I realised that Andreas was also quite fit. I had never thought of him in this way - he was quite tall with glasses and was rather geeky looking. He had now pushed his trousers and pants down and was wanking as he sucked the skinhead guy and I had a great view of his slim arse. Andreas sucked the guy for a bit longer and then he stood up and said something to the other guy who nodded. To my surprise, Andreas then bent forward against a tree - this was getting very interesting! Andreas reached round and pulled his arse cheeks apart as the skinhead moved in behind him and pushed his cock slowly but surely right up Andreas's arse. He went up him quite easily and I guessed that Andreas must already be lubed and had probably already been fucked. Andreas bent forward as the skinhead began to fuck him and soon I had my cock out and was enjoying a wank as I watched the skinhead fuck Andreas. I had never thought in a million years that I would see Andreas with his pants down being fucked bareback against a tree. The skinhead fucked Andreas hard and fast and after a fairly short time he pushed hard up Andreas and I knew he was shooting his load. A short time later I was in the restaurant with my friends and soon Andreas joined us and sat down with his partner. I was really turned on by the fact that no one, least of all his partner, knew that Andreas had stopped off for a quick bareback fuck on his way to the restaurant. I have encountered a few more cheating boyfriends on my subsequent trips to Germany. A few years ago I was at a barbequeue with some friends and I was introduced to one of my friend's colleagues, a dark haired young lad in his mid-20s and his partner, a tall, slim blond lad and I realised I had encountered the blond lad just a couple of days before. I had been cruising in a park late afternoon and me and another guy had fucked him bareback up against a tree, his trousers and his white underpants at his knees, and we had both cum in his arse. I dont think he recognised me - which made me wonder how many other guys had fucked him in that park..... Part 9 to follow

Actually, the polls were pretty much right at the end. The problem was that the polls being looked at were national polls, which (in the last two weeks) suggested that the gap was narrowing but Clinton had about a 3% lead in the polls. Which is pretty close to what she actually got. The problem with the polls is that nobody was really checking the state-level polls in Wisconsin, Michigan, and Pennsylvania (or at least, not enough attention was paid to them). The focus in state-level polls was on more traditionally swing states like Ohio and Florida, which had voted for Bush but which had flipped to Obama in 2008. Michigan, Wisconsin, and Pennsylvania hadn't gone for a Republican for president since 1992 so most of the media didn't really assume they were in play. If we didn't have such an insanely stupid system like the Electoral College, set up to protect the institution of chattel slavery of black people, Trump would never have won. For that matter, Bush wouldn't have won the first time, in 2000 (and thus wouldn't have been in position to run for re-election as a wartime president in 2004). In fact, with an actual vote of the people, which is what every other democratic nation on earth uses, we'd probably never have a Republican president again unless they seriously rebooted their platform. And if we didn't have the even stupider system that lets a person in Shithole, Wyoming have as much voice in the US Senate as 68 Californians have, combined, the Republicans wouldn't have had control of the Senate in about 20 or 25 years, either.

Brad tugged at his bow tie trying to get it aligned perfectly. Today is to be full of life changing events. His mind drifts back as he stares off into space. Brad met Jason nearly two years ago by chance. They lived in the same building and some of Jason's mail was delivered to him by mistake. Slipping it under Jason's door, he was startled by a voice behind him. "May I help you?" "Oh, I'm sorry, I got some mail by mistake and was simply returning it." Brad's heart was pounding. This man was a god hovering over him still knelt at the door. Their eyes locked on each other, fate was knitting its tapestry that would bring these two together. They gradually became acquaintances, then friends, and then much more. All this time, it has been safe sex. Who knows how many condoms the guys used during their relationship. Brad is negative, while Jason is HIV positive and considers himself a 'purist.' He refuses to take any meds unless he absolutely has to. He's never had to, being in decent, yet toxic, health. Tonight, Brad and Jason will be standing at the altar. Vowing their love for one another has another commitment. Brad was never a chaser, but his love for Jason has made him crave being bred, without a barrier between them. When Jason proposed, Brad said yes on the condition that on their wedding Jason would finally impregnate him, making them equals and one in the DNA. --- A voice breaks Brad from his mental trip down memory lane. "Are you ready, Brad?" Here it was, the commitment that would change his life, and his body, forever. Brad nods, and is escorted to the ceremony. --- After a beautiful ceremony and reception, the newly weds finally arrive at the honeymoon suite. Jason holds Brad from behind as they look out at the view beyond the balcony, kissing his neck gently. "We don't have to do this tonight if you are having second thoughts, Brad." "No, baby, I want this. I need to be with you fully and completely." "I've never knowingly pozzed anyone. I've always been safe." "I know, Jason. I've not been a chaser, but I love you so much, I feel I must give myself to you and take all of you into myself." Jason turns Brad around and begins to undress him slowly. Brad in turn lovingly disrobes his husband. Standing naked, cocks pressed together as their tongues dance, hands roaming and kneading shoulders, back and ass. Brad pulls Jason to the bed, grabbing lube from the nightstand. Jason kisses Brad gently, then down his neck, across his chest taking a nipple into his mouth, alternating between gently sucking and firm bites. Brad moans, his hips bucking against Jason's, their cocks leaking precum freely. Jason kisses down Brad's stomach, tonguing his belly button, then trailing down to his shaft, licking up the underside as it throbs. He takes the head into his mouth and slowly pulls Brad deep into his mouth. Teasing the pisshole with his tongue with each stroke. Jason licks back down the underside of Brad's cock, down to his full balls, tugging the sac with his teeth, tongue circling each of them. Looking up Brad's body, his eyes again meeting Brad's , who nods and bites his lower lip. Jason's tongue dances down Brad's taint, to his awaiting pucker. Making laps while pushing into the center, making Brad squirm. "Oh my god, I need you inside me!" With a serious look, Jason looks back up. "Are you sure, baby?" "I've never been more sure of anything my whole life." With that, Jason lifts Brad's legs, applying lube to his quivering hole as well as his shaft. The poz cockhead teases Brad's hole for the first time ever without a condom separating them. The head breaks through the outer pucker as Brad wraps his legs around Jason's hips resting on his ass. After taking his time to push in, his balls come to rest on the outskirts of Brad's now full hole. Slow deliberate thrusts send waves of pleasure through Brad's body. "I may not last long the first time without the desensitized feeling of the condom." "I don't care, I just need it. We have rest of our lives to make love. Fuck me and fill me with your toxic cum!" With that, Jason's thrusts increase in intensity. Slamming into his lover's negative hole. A sense of urgency flushes over Jason. "I'm so close. I'm going to make you part of me forever." "Yes, poz my neg hole!" With a loud grunt, Jason seems to be trying to force his whole being into Brad's chute. "FUUUUCK!! Take my toxic load!" Brad grips Jason tighter holding him inside him deep, feeling pulse after pulse of Jason's poz cock filling his ass with a seven day load, as they abstained prior to the ceremony. Jason opens his eyes as the orgasm ebbs, seeing Brad lost in thought. "Are you ok, my love?" "I couldn't be better. Finally your cum is where it belongs." "I love you, Brad." "I love you, Jason." Jason gets off the bed, with Brad looking at him quizzically. "What are you doing?" Jason rummages around in a suitcase then pulls out a buttplug. "We'll use this, my sweet husband, to ensure a wedding night knock up." He grins as he gently inserts it into Brad's red and swollen pucker. "If not, we'll keep trying." They kiss passionately and then drift off to sweet slumber. All was right in the world.

PA.

Dillon went to work, his hole was leaking some after taking two loads and once inside he went to the bathroom and looked at his ass in the mirror to make sure he did not have a wet spot and he sat on the toilet and let the cum out. After the first gush of cum he dribbled cum for a minute and then whipped his ass and it was tender. He licked his finger and slide it in his hole and then brought it to his mouth and tasted the guys cum. He had really wanted to taste cum so bad this morning so he fingered his ass a few more times and tasted that hot masculine mans cum. His dick started to get hard again and he had to jack off thinking about him. When he came it shot almost to the stall door and landed on the floor in huge globs, He quickly whipped it up just as a co-worker came in. Dillon felt relieved , he got to taste cum and he got to cum again. He felt like he get some work done and all. He heard his phone and it was an email. Dillon looked and the guy from the glory hole hit him up to confirm today. Dillon sent back an email yes I will be there, I need to taste your cum! Then Dillon saw an email from the guy from this morning. Boy, your tongue and mouth on my ass was amazing. You have a great pussy too, looking forward to teaching you hot to be a real cock sucker but until then you can eat my hole as much as you want. Dillon did not respond although he was getting hard again. He tried to work on his project but he seemed to only be able to think about sucking some cock tonight and swallowing their loads. he hopped that guy from last week was there too. He turned off his phone and got to work on his project and by 2 PM he had made a dent in it but turned his phone on and the ding of an email so he quickly looked and there was a email from glory hole. He got worried the guy was cancelling but instead the email read. Hey Cock Sucker, instead of stall three go to stall one. It works the same way and once you see me tap my foot pull off the toilet paper dispenser and get on your knees. Confirm you have this and you will have your fag mouth there at 4PM. Dillon sent an email saying Yes! Dillon could not concentrate and tried to work but had to got the bathroom at 2:30 and touch his hole and jack off. He had never really liked his hole being touched, he had a girlfriend in college that went there and he stopped her. Now it was like electric, still sore but it made his dick even harder. Dillon jacked and soon slipped a finger in his hole and shot all over and this time he hit the door of the stall. Dillon cleaned it up and went back to his desk and saw it was almost 3:00. He decided to work another 30 minutes and then head to the building. He arrived at 3:50 and he waited in the car. He tried to listen to music but all he could think about was sucking dick. He played with his dick and then at 3:59 he walked to the door and went in and headed to stall one. He sat down and his dick was hard as a rock, he pulled it from under the fabric and jacked it while he rubbed his hole and then he hard the door. Stall number two opened and a foot tapped, once, twice and then three times. Dillon pulled up the toilet dispenser and a dick pushed through. It was not the guy from the email nor the other guy but someone new. The dick was really big and thick, dark brown and uncut. Dillon got on his knees and started to suck that big brown dick and licked and tongue the foreskin and the guy moaned, Dillon worked more and more and then pushed back the skin and sucked and licked all over the head and tasted all the guys precum. The guy was leaking big time. Then Dillon sucked and tried to take it all, it was so thick and the guy just moaned and said good fag, that is fag boy. Dillon heard the door and stopped sucking for a minute and and tried to see through the crack in the stall. He could not see anyone. Then he heard something move on the other wall of the stall and a dick slide thought. That was the first guy he sucked, He jacked the big brown dick and leaned over and sucked this guys dick while he jacked the big uncut dick. Dillon was in heaven and he would switch back and fourth and then the Dark Dicked guy spoke. Fag, put your ass up to the hole I want to lick it while you suck dick. Dillon had noticed that the hole on this booth was bigger and he wondered if that is why he was told to move her or if it was because he could suck two dick in this one. The big dark uncut dick pilled out out and Dillon put his ass up the thole and spread his checks and felt a wet tongue lick his hole and he moaned. The guy knew how to tongue a hole and soon was eating Dillon's hole making Dillon leak and suck hard on the other guys dick and then the Latin guy, the accent gave it away said really load. This fucking Fag has cum in his ass. Dillon was busy sucking cock but he was totally ashamed and pissed he let that guy cum inside him but his dick was still rock hard and dripping and then the Latin guy dove in and ate him for two more minutes, spit on Dillon's hole three times and then stood up and pressed his dick up against Dillon's wet hole. Dillon knew he should pull away but the dick slide slowly and somewhat painfully inside his still tight little ass and the guy said Baby, your fag pussy is so tight. Relax your little slut pussy so Papi does not cum to fast. The dick on the other side pulled out and slide some poppers in the hole and gave them to Dillon. The guy had a ring on his left ring finger so he was married. Dillon hit the poppers and his hole opened up and the Latin guy said again slut, Dillon did it again and then the guy fucked him hard for ten minutes and shot his load deep in Dillon. The guys said fucking stay right there you dirty whore and take all Papi's cum. The guy slowly slide out after another two minutes of slow fucking and then whipped his dick off and said, thanks fag, and walked out. Dillon had his hole right against the wall when he heard the door again and the guy he was sucking said slut stay right where you are and do not move. Someone entered and then Dillon felt a finger and then two. The guy said good whore pussy, then pressed his dick up against Dillon's hole and slide inside and slowly fucked him while he moaned and after five minutes he shot his load in Dillon. The guy he was sucking told Dillon to stay put while the guy who had just shot in him did not say a work and walked out. The door again and then he hard two guys in the booth, or he thought it was two. He felt a tongue on his hole and the guy eat his cum filled ass and then stood up and slide his big long dick inside Dillon. The guy had to be 9" but not supper thick and he kept hitting Dillon deep and Dillon loved that dick in his wet hole. It was the hottest dick so far inside him as to how it was making him feel deep inside. The guy fucked him for five minutes and pulled out and then he felt another tongue on his hole and this guy ate his hole for a few minutes and got up and slide in. His dick was a bit thicker and not as long but still felt amazing in his hole. They switched off and on like this for another ten to fifteen minutes and the the thicker of the two shot his load deep and then the long amazing dick fucked Dillon for another five minutes and came hard and they both got dressed and left. Stay right there the guy he had been sucking said as he moved to booth two. He just slide right in in one motion and fucked his hole and said nothing but pounded away. Then the door and Dillon watched the hole and this fat 7'5 inch dick presented itself. It was soft and the guy had ginger hair with some gray hair mixed in with his red hair. Dillon knew the guy had to be older but he had yet to taste any cum and he grabbed the soft dick and started to suck on it, The guy was leaking but did not seem to want to get hard but after five minutes of sucking Dillon felt his dick starting to harden and soon it was a this fat beer can dick and Dillon sucked and licked all over it and the guy started to cum and Dillon sucked and swallowed all his load. The guy came a lot and Dillon loved it and while hew as cleaning up the last of the guys cum the first guy he ever was with shot his load deep inside Dillon's ass and then pulled out and zipped up and left and the guy he had just sucked pressed his dick back through and it was now soft again and Dillon sucked it and in no time it was rock hard again and he did not last long and shot another load even bigger then before. The guy pulled his dick away and closed the hole and disappeared without a word. Dillon sat on the toilet ready to jack off but thought maybe someone else would enter but after ten minutes he shot his wad and left with the cums till inside him.

A few months later, Joey shows up at our door looking like shit as he is homeless as his parents found out he was Poz and going to bathhouses and book stores. He tried hustling, but all he would do is get fuck beaten up and left on the side of the road. Joey is not on meds and has a high VL as Mr. Benson says that is good as there are chasers looking. We take Joey in his weight, as his weight went from 125 to 110, so he will look great as they will think he is full-blown AIDS. We have our first date, and Joey is excited to be doing this as he has always bottomed. The one we are going to breed is in his late 20s with a swimmers build. When I pull out the points, he says he does not use drugs, but after a talk to this, the chaser agrees to a small slam. Joey is laughing as we see the flash of blood, its not a little slam but a heavy one as he is gasping for air and thinks he is dying. Joey buries his face into the chaser hole, sticking his finger in with his sharpen nail as I inject Caverject into my dick as I want to be as hard as I can. Joey looks at me and says he is ready so I see his hole is bleeding I jam my dick balls deep like you rape some as he is in pain and bucking like he is trying to get me off. Still, nothing is going to stop me as the more I fuck him, the chaser stops to get me off and realize what the chaser is here for as he wants me to cum in his bloody hole and POZ him. Joey is just like me as I stick my dick in his mouth to get it cleaned off as, by the time I'm ready to give him the second load, he is begging for us to fuck him. Mr.Benson takes both to a tattoo parlor to get us a few Poz Tats. It's in a down run area we go into the basement of an abandoned building, the artist is covered in tattoos, as we take off out clothes he says the to Mr.Benson you sure you want to mark up these two faggots with Poz., tattoos go right ahead with what we talked about yesterday. We are both getting a scorpion in the middle of the back, the letters POZ right the crack of our ass, and HIV right by our dick. When he is finished, Mr. Benson says for us to pay him, so I go down on my knees, taking his pierced dick into my mouth as Joey is kissing him. When he is good and ready, he takes Joey and fucks him, after his load, I'm still on my knees to clean his dick. When he is finished, he says to Mr.Benson both of your boys have man cunts. I think I will end this hear unless you want me to go on or write another. Story.

Sorry it has been so long since I added to this. had a bit of Writer's Block. Enjoy! Thanksgiving Break I headed home, and had a great break with Mom and Uncle. I also had a little surprise over the week I was home. Thursday night, after all the turkey and trimmings, my mom’s pumpkin pie, and even some wine, there was a knock at the door. I answered to see my first fuck buddy Justin standing there looking as hot as ever. I wrapped him in a bear hug which he returned. “Come on in.” I said Justin moved past me, his hand brushing my cock slightly as he maneuvered around me to get inside. He said hello to my mother and uncle, then we headed up to my room for some privacy to catch up, and maybe more I was thinking because of his grope. Once we were in my room, Justin sat on my bed as I closed the door. I turned around, and he had a nervous look on his face. I sat next to him on the bed and put my hand on his thigh. “What’s up? You look kinda nervous or upset.” I said to him. “Well, you know the stuff we used to do before I left for college, the stuff the naked wrestling led to…” “Yea,” I said, “I liked it, and because of it I came to know for sure that I was gay.” “I had thought it was just a phase or something that would stop when I got to college and had different girls around. But it didn’t. I really discovered I liked it. I met a guy, and thought we were perfect together, but he had lied to me the whole time. He just wanted to get things to the point where I let him fuck me bare so that he could make me like him, HIV positive. I was completely devastated when I finally let him have that connection with me and found out it was only to make me poz.” And then he hung his head. The whole time Justin was talking about it, At first I was jealous, then started getting hard when he got to the barebacking part. I rubbed his leg, and then leaned in to hug him, and he hugged me back. “When we used to fuck, we never used condoms.” I said. “Yea, but we were still high schoolers, we weren’t having sex with men. We didn’t have diseases like HIV.” “And how do you feel now that you are HIV positive?” “Honestly, it is kinda liberating. Now I don’t have to worry about getting it any more. But I am also afraid that it will mean no one will want me, I am tainted.” “Buddy, it is not like that at all. There will be plenty of guys that want you. That will want you to fuck them.” “But I am Positive, I carry this disease with me. And I can’t get medication for it because then my folks will know and I haven’t told them I am gay, let alone that I am positive.” “So you are not on any medications for it?” “Nope. Can’t afford them without insurance.” “I need to tell you something,” I said to him and looked him in the eyes, “I am also HIV positive. My roommate is, and several of my friends on the wrestling team. Some of them even got it from me.” I felt his cock start to harden between us. We kissed and my hands began to travel down to his sweet ass. His hands moved to my cock and began to rub it inside my jeans. I reached between us and began to undo his pants. His hands moved up and began to remove my clothes as well. We made short work of it and soon we were both naked from the waist down. Our hard cocks pressed against each other and his cut cock was sticking straight up, leaking precum like a sieve. I dropped to my knees and began to suck up that poison, savoring the taste of his cum like never before. Justin grabbed my arms and pulled me off his cock and stood me up, kissing me deeply again before pushing me onto the bed. He joined me on the bed and we got into a 69. We both sucked on each other’s cocks, trying to get as much precum as possible. After a while, I broke off sucking his cock and told him I wanted him “give me his strain, mix it with mine.” “Only if you give me yours too, buddy” he replied as he moved around and lined his cock up with my hole. Justin pushed in slowly, it had been a while since I had taken all 9 inches of his cock, but it felt great to have him slid it back into me. Once he was balls deep, he waited a second before he really began to pound my hole with his cock. I was moaning in pleasure from his cock hitting all the right places in me. But far too soon, at least in my opinion, and it was really about ten minutes after he had slid into me, Justin shoved all the way in and began to shoot his toxic cum deep into my willing hole. He kissed me as he finished unloading all his balls could make into me. We flipped positions, and I spit on his hole to help lube it up a bit, then my uncut cock was lined up with his hole and I pushed in. Justin moaned in pleasure as my cock slid into him. He felt tight, and probably had not had sex since that asshole had stealthed him. The pressure from his tight hole on my cock made me want to blow right away, but I just held still for a few minutes and soon I was ready to fuck my old buddy and add my family strain to him. I varied it up and we both really enjoyed it, but far too soon I felt the tingle in my balls signaling release, so I sped up my thrusts and let him know it was cumming. “Give it to me buddy, give me your strain.” Justin said as I thrust all the way in and began to fill him with my deadly cum. As my balls unloaded into his ass, I leaned down and kissed Justin. We continued to kiss as my cock softened and then with a soft plop came out of his hole. We laid there kissing for a while, just holding each other and enjoying the feel of each other. A noise from downstairs reminded us that we were not alone in the house. Reluctantly, we separated and got our clothes back on. Once we were dressed, we laid on the bed next to each other and chatted. Nothing too deep; Classes, roommates, college life. Finally, a few hours after he had arrived, we slowly separated and gave one more private passionate kiss to each other. I walked him to the door, and we promised to get together again before the break ended, and again over Christmas break. Over the next three days, Justin and I fucked as much as we could, we both headed back to College with our asses full of the other’s cum, and our bodies accepting the other’s strain to add in with the one already active within us.

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I met my ex 3 years ago online. He was completely different than anyone I had dated before. He was a tall muscular top that was very dominant both in and out of bed. I fell hard for him and found him very hard to resist. Shortly after we started dating, he took me to Steamworks in Chicago. He told me it was his fantasy to watch his bf get fucked by other guys. I was very nervous considering I had never done anything like this before. After we got settled in the room, he threw me face down on the bed and started rimming/fingering my ass. For some reason, it burnt while he was doing it. He wasn't using much lube so I just assumed it was that. After he was done, he told me to stay face down while he went and walked around. When he knocked on the door, I made sure I was in position. I started feeling really horny due to the booty bump he gave me without me knowing. After about 20 min. he knocked and I got ready. He sat down in front of me and told me to suck his cock. After telling me to keep my eyes focused on him, I felt a hand on my ass. The guy he let in started fingering me and I felt the same burn again while he was doing it. After allowing me to take a hit of poppers, the guy behind me lined his cock up to my ass and started pushing inside me. My eyes widened and my bf said everything was ok that he asked the guy if he was neg already. The guy was pretty big and once he slide all the way in, he started pounding my ass. I was really starting to loosen up at this point. I couldn't believe how much I liked what was going on. At some point, the guy must have reached around and opened the door. I was so focused on my bf that when they guy slipped out, I didn't realize that he let someone else slide in. When my bf was done watching, he fucked me several times that night. I left that night thinking the cum in my ass was his, but the two guys that fucked me, stealthed my ass while my bf enjoyed every minute. About a year into our relationship, my bf started introducing chems into our sex life. Love makes you do crazy things and I gave in to him immediately. He told me that the only way to play was bb to enhance the experience. He then told me he had been doing it for months without me knowing. We started hooking up with guys regularly on the weekend. He always watched them fuck me and I never said no to anyone he invited over. I was so fucked up by the end of the weekend that I had to start smoking on the weekdays to just stay awake. As a result, I was always horny and I started looking for other ways to get cock. During my lunch breaks, I would walk over to the cruisy bathroom down the street and suck cock or get fucked. Taking loads from anyone who was there. Afterwards, I would text my bf and tell him what I was doing. He really started to get into this and even started posting CL ads to find guys to fuck me. He would text me their addresses and tell them they would be waiting. Most of the time it was anonymous and I let these guys fuck me without ever seeing them. I couldn't stop what I was doing. The tina was starting to take hold. About 6 months ago, I was slammed for the first time. We had gone to Mans Country in Chicago and he set up a gang fuck before we got there. He told me that this would be the last time he would want me to party. I had no idea what was about to happen. After the rush, I couldn't see straight and I was beyond fucked up. For the first time ever, he reached into our bag and pulled out a hood. With my hands and legs restrained in the sling, I couldn't resist him putting it on and all I could do was mumble. Once he was done setting things up, he opened the door. I couldn't say anything. I just had to watch as guy after guy came in and fucked my ass. I had never had more than 1 or 2 guys playing around with me at one time. I was scared and horny all at the same time. Each time someone slid inside me, you could hear the wetness of the cum as my insides were lubed up. After the 3rd guy, everyone just used the cum that was leaking out of my ass as lube. I heard some of the guys talking with him about some toys they had back in their room. He told them to go get them and that he would get me ready for their return. He closed the door and never took off the hood. I couldn't say anything and I was completely under his control. He tightened the restraints and it was at that point when he said that this had been his plan all along. He had always wanted to take someone and turn them into a bb cumdump that was addicted to meth. I started to cry and he just looked at me and smiled. I craved tina and cum every day now and this was what he always wanted. He let the guys back in and they said they brought a surprise. They pulled out 4 points and said that had one for each of us. It was at that point my bf said the most surprising thing, he didn't party. I had never noticed all this time that he was getting me high and not doing it himself. He then told them that I would be more than happy to take a double slam. As they slid the needles in my arm, my bf slipped his dick in me for the last time. He came in no time and he watched me take off when the last drop was inside me. The rush was so intense and wearing a hood only intensified it. I couldn't do anything but sit there and squirm while the two guys slammed and then started playing with my ass. My bf had cum in me for the last time. He started packing up his things and told the two guys that this had always been my fantasy. He whispered in my ear goodbye and told me that he would be moving out. He left the guys enough money to renew the room when my time was up and he pulled out one last surprise before he left. Another full syringe that he told the guys was there for them to use. I watched as I was fisted and double fucked with dildos. All I did was moan in pleasure. I felt so good that I forgot what had just happened with my bf and I let the tina take over. While they were playing with my ass, I started to leak piss. They collected it in a water bottle and then proceed to give me a piss enema not only with my piss but theirs. My high only intensified as my vision was blurry and the ringing in my ears getting louder. They went and took a break for a few. When they came back they asked if I wanted to stay there or go back to their playroom at their house. For the first time in hours, the hood was unzipped and I could speak. All I could say was I didn't care. They could use me however they wanted or leave me there alone. They asked if I would try to leave if they loosened the restraints. I was so broken at this point that I said no. All I wanted was to get fucked and asked if they would help me. We got dressed and headed to their place. Fast forward to now. I quit my retail job and moved out of my apartment once I started slamming. The two guys I met at Mans Country agreed to let me stay with them as long as I paid rent and I was available to them 24/7. I earn extra money by escorting since I can't seem to hold a job. All I care about is my high and getting fucked. I never thought that I would become this person, but once I gave in, I found that nothing else really matters.

I cancelled my trip when the virus shut down Georgia but am scheduling to be there the first or second week of May

Iny early 40's I was diagnoses with low T at 192. for years I did weekly self injection to bring me up to 500. My doc didn't want it any higher. He said mid range is good. I felt great but not super horny all the time. My new doc recommended bio identical hormone replacement with Testosterone pellets. for 700$ I get 9pellets inserted under the skin every 5 months. Let me tell you how amazing they are! My T level goes to high normal range at 950. I become the horniest fucking beast! After they kick in in 10days the level stays there then gradually tapers off over the next few months. I get so horny I often will walk by my couch, drop my pants, tuck my cock and mount the corner of a cushion spreading my hole and pushing out aching to loaded with huge amounts of cum deep in my cheating bi asscunt! I'm constantly hard, and dreaming of fucking any hole I can get or taking as many loads of cum in my ass as I can. When the pellets wear off my desire flags and I stick to dumping my cum into my girlfriend every other day. It's all legit and doctor supervised. So if you want to boost your cock, ass, strength, mood, and sluttyness find a doc and get on the ball. It's safe and still in the normal range so you won't be that unhealthy bloated greasy roid guy at the gym. At 950 you'll surely be less productive at work but get double the loads. Check it out!

This sounds very good so far.

Yes, The sixties were great times four Gay Men I know,I was there.

Lots of dudes are playing, partying, using extra time to be extra stupid. Like everything pay price later. Wonder what an anon poll would show?. No one wants to be publicly shamed. How many “respectable” dudes admit to blowing clouds, taking it raw thru GH etc?

Here is another installment of this story courtesy of the deliciously twisted mind of Vancrawman. He really captures the spirit of the whole saga and his writing totally gets me off. Enjoy. MAC MEN 10: WAIT, THERE'S AN AFTERPARTY? “Angel…wait,” I say to him, still breathless from the power fuck Five-Shot Frankie threw into my hole and then the massive Load #4 my cock just injected into Angel. ‘I gotta catch my breath. This place is too fucking intense!” I sit down on a chair in the lobby, my jockstrap pushed to one side, wet with sweat, cock out, red and engorged – still dripping with load, waiting for someone to come and lap it up. “Sure, buddy,” Angel says. He sits down next to me, his arm around my shoulders. He starts kissing my shoulders, arms, face, nipples, while his hands work their way down to my cock. “I think you got more in here,” he says, shaking my well-used cock. “Shudder has a way of keeping you hard, keeping you refilled with cum and recharged with testosterone so we can keep on fucking. It’s not for everyone, which is why when I saw you, saw what you liked to watch on your laptop, I knew you would be a superstallion here, Randy.” We turn to each other for a long deep kiss. I can taste all the loads he’s collected, all the holes he ate out and he can taste that on me, too. Just thinking about that sends my cock rising up again to full-mast. Angel looks down at it and his own cock standing at attention: “See what I mean? You’re a Shudder Stud now, Randy. You can have as much raw fucking and as many loads as you can ever want. All the Shudder men are a brotherhood of sex. And there’s more to be had, so follow me upstairs.” “Upstairs?, I gasp.” There’s an ‘upstairs’ here?” I’m looking around for a stairway or an elevator or something. “This way,” Angel responds, taking me by the erection and pulling me with him. We round a corner and there are two doors I hadn’t noticed before – on the right is a small office area and looking through the window in the door, I see Ron smoking a cigarette and sitting at a small desk. Then I see a pair of legs from under the desk and I see he’s getting sucked off by some stud. I look to the left and Angel opens that door and there’s a narrow stairway which we ascend. The already-dim lighting gets even dimmer as we climb. On the walls going up are photographs of all the hashmarks from previous Shudders – all the loads that have been shot in this place, into a manhole or down someone’s throat. The pictures cover the wall completely- there are thousands and thousands of hashmarks. We get up to the next level and there’s a large open space with plywood walls constructed on two sides and in the back. Large openings are every two or three feet in the plywood on the right and they open up to a padded bench for each, and the opening have legs and holes protruding from them. There are rubber seals that keep the owner of the legs and holes hidden from view. On the left are glory holes, all seem to have a mouth waiting on the other side of the opening. Along the back wall, the openings are high up at face level and legs and asses are sticking out of each opening. “This is like those Czech fantasy videos,” I say to Angel who is leading me over to the glory hole area. ‘Yep, we put all this in 2 Shudders ago, it was a big hit but we can’t accommodate that many guys in here, so it’s kind of by invitation only up here,” he says, bringing me and my hardon over to a waiting mouth at a glory hole. “All the holes and mouths here are fresh - they haven’t been down to Shudder tonight. We get them just for this little select afterparty. Here, try this mouth out, Randy” And with that he pushes me right into the waiting mouth of what appears to be a young guy, probably around 19. I arch my back and take the blow job. I turn to Angel but he’s gone – I see him eating out one of the face-level buttholes. “Ok,” I say to myself, laughing, “you’re on your own here, lets see what else is here.” I thank the mouth at the glory hole for the great BJ, and as a new mouth and gloryhole becomes available, I make sure to try them all. I tell myself “get your cock into every mouth and every hole here.” One by one, I enter into the waiting mouths and as nice as it is, just sucking me won’t be enough, not after I’ve gotten my breed into Rafi, Kenny, Damien and Angel already. I feel that Shudder surge through me and I need some more hole. I cross over to the fuckwall and without so much as a word, I spitlube my rod and plunge it in to whoever is in that little compartment with his cute little furry butthole poking out of the wall. I begin drilling that hole with my fucktool. Just then, I see my high-school bud Kenny, whom I reconnected with earlier in the evening, when my cock connected with his fucktunnel, passing behind me. “Hey, you’re still here, bud,” he says ‘Isn’t this amazing,” pointing to the array of holes and mouths waiting to be rawdogged. “Fuck yeah,” I tell him, never stopping the pistoning in and out of this unknown boyhole in front of me, I “I can get used to this!” “If you want to get into one of the little booths behind the wall,’ Kenny adds,” just wait ‘til one becomes available and climb in. I’d like to return the favor you gave me earlier with a nice DNA load for you.” “Sure will, Kenny!” I call to him as he walks over to an available ass to fuck. I resume my raw assault on this sweet anonymous fucktunnel and start to feel another Shudder load brewing in me. But first I want to tap every hole in this place before my next cum, so I withdraw, give the hole a lick with my tongue tasting the mixed seed in there already. I move on to the next, and the next, and the next one after that, and before I know it, I’ve had my rigid cock in 10 assholes and 10 mouths, this is what heaven feels like, I think to myself…All the holes have been incredible, but I think I want my next spermload to go into the original little furry boyhole I started on. But he’s currently being anally invaded by Lito Cruz. I think about Lito’s load in my guts, and I’m thinking instead maybe I want to bottom for a bit now. The compartments become available whenever one of the guys in them taps out and goes for a break. I circle around the place for a few minutes waiting for a vacancy. Finally one appears and I beeline over to it, set myself up on the padded bench, and push myself down so my legs and hole and exposed outside the opening. I don’t have to wait 10 seconds before I feel a hard dick penetrating me. This is a big one! This dude has some prime strokes as it’s going all the way out and then all the way in. I have no idea who’s fucking me but it’s fucking fantastic. My hole is so wet from Hassan, Lito, Marcus and Frankie’s cumloads, I can feel this new cock pushing them around in there. And with a Shudder growl, the top starts injecting his hot jizzload into my hole, I feel about 6 big spurts coating my insides, then he pulls out and I feel a tongue back there digging into my ass. Pure Bliss! Then I sense he’s got a Sharpie and is writing something on my asscheek…I can’t wait to see what it is. No sooner does that top depart then he’s replaced by a new fuckrod pushing into me and instantly pummeling me. These tops at Shudder aren’t the kind to wait for a bottom to get used to it, they just dive in and start drilling. He doesn’t last very long, only about 12 strokes before it’s blasting seed into me. I swear I feel about 10 big spurts of hot load going in. Again, I feel him writing something, this time on my left cheek. I’m trying to keep track now, since I could easily turn into a raging cumdump here – that last huge load makes 6 loads collected by my hole tonight. I am so turned on by this, and proud that I overcame my fears and gave in to this euphoria. I’m snapped out of my wandering mind by a new fucktool at my back door pushing his way into me. My wet hole must feel awesome to him, cuz I hear him moaning and groaning and he’s gyrating around behind me. “Hey, Randy” he whispers, “it’s Kenny back here! Your hole is fucking amazing!” I’m gonna blast my seed in there, here it comes, my fourth load tonight but this is the best, Randy,” He’s shooting in me now, five, six, seven, eight convulsions of manseed, and bucking around like a bull, grabbing my sides and pounding himself into me. “Fuck, man, that was incredible”, he says as he starts eating my hole. I want to exchange cumkisses with Kenny so I tell him to stay there, I get up and walk around the partition wall at the front of the room and run over to Kenny, planting my tongue into his and sharing all that semen from my hole that he felched out of me. “That makes 7 loads I’ve taken. I’ve had more sex with more guys in this one night than I had in last 20 years,” I tell him as our cummy tongues break free. “Yep, that’s Shudder,” Kenny remarks, “lemme taste that sweet hole again, Randy.” This reminds me that something is written on my cheeks. I ask Kenny to tell me what it says. “On the right, it says ‘Max was here’,” he tells me. “And here it says,” pointing to the spot on my left cheek, “bred by Drew.” “Drew?!,” I’m excitedly asking him “Did Drew Sebastian breed me?” That’s incredible! But who’s Max? Kenny surveys the large room full of fucking and sucking barebackers, “Must’ve been Max Konnor – he’s over there,” pointing to a gorgeous ebony stud now ramming another hole through the partition. “I didn’t see him here before!” “I got DNA tonight from Max Konnor, Drew Sebastian and Lito Cruz!,” I exclaim “what an evening.” “Hey, you got 8 shots of my seed, too, don’t forget,” says Kenny, going in for a wet sloppy kiss. “That was the best yet, buddy,” I say to Kenny. Finally feeling a little wiped out, Kenny and I make our way to a huge leather rectangular cushion on which some guys are chilling and taking a breather and some guys are going at it. We lay down on it and just kiss and taste seed from each other’s holes. Just then the middle blond from the three-way train a few hours ago sits down next to us and smiles and says “Hey, I’m Aaron.” I reach over to his hole and add my finger to it, it’s silky and wet. “How many you got in there tonight, Aaron,” I ask as Kenny gets up to position himself on the other side of this blond Adonis. “No idea. I was in one of the booths and I was just taking cock after cock for about 45 minutes or so” “One of those was mine,” I tell him, “I fucked every hole in all the booths.” “Me too, said Kenny. I didn’t load you though, I would’ve remembered this hole.” With that, Kenny takes a deep tongue dive into the blond’s gaping passage. “I think my friend Randy here and I need to get up in there. You up for some DP?” “Of course,” says Aaron, hoisting himself over Kenny’s reclining body and hard cock. I’ll just sink down onto you and then you,” pointing to me, “get in there from behind. I got plenty of lube in there already.” With one motion, Kenny is fucking up into Aaron’s hole, the blond fuzz clinging to Kenny’s drill as it goes up and in him. I scramble over behind Aaron and work my cock up the hole, too. It is an amazing feeling driving in and out of this gorgeous blond boy while my fuckbud Kenny does the same from below. I know I won’t last very long, and from the look of Kenny’s gyrations, and the feel of his throbbing cock against mine, neither will he. “Here is comes, blondie,” shouts Kenny. “Me too,” I call out. “Load him up with me, Kenny!” ‘Oh, fuck!” Kenny starts pulsing loads of semen up into Aaron’s beautiful hole and I eject more load from my balls into it with him. “Take those loads.” We both shout, our cocks still twitching and grinding against each other, still releasing seed. I don’t think I’ve ever had a cumshot like this in my life -- easily 10 or 11 spurts as it rubs against Kenny’s shooting fuckstick – a shoot from Kenny’s raging dick makes me shoot which makes Kenny shoot more DNA into this blond hole. Finally we disentangle ourselves, Aaron scampers off us, thanks us for the breedings and he goes off to man one of the glory hole booths – that boy is a true cumslut! Kenny and I collapse into each other’s arms. After a few minutes I drift off to a satisfied sleep, Kenny’s long slow breathing against me. After a few minutes, or maybe it’s been longer, I feel someone on the other side of me, and as I open my eyes, there’s Angel holding me. “I told you you’d be perfect for Shudder, Randy,” he whispers to me, you’re one of us now – a barebacking cumdog.” I think of all the cocks and mouths and holes I’ve sampled tonight, all the manseed I’ve shot and collected, and I just whisper back to Angel, “no place I’d ever rather be than right here.”

What I would do is to take you to a cruising site, tie you down over my car bonnet, then cane and flog your arse before offering you out to anyone who wants you. I bet you'd do anything like a filthy slut, including drinking if someone wanted to pee over your face

I am single and alone in my studio apartment so I am losing my mind. It’s been since late February since I’ve had sex and I have literally never gone this long without sex since I became sexually active. I’m at the “so horny it is hard to concentrate on anything else” place...so, yeah...I need butt so fucking bad.

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

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

When a faggot is naked in a public park, restroom or porntheatre down on its hands and knees with cum on its face and dripping from its cunt with random pigs breeding it you can be pretty sure it doesn't mind getting pissed on. Also l'm not too worried about some femme anorexic cumdump like the ones I piss on getting mad at me for using it for a toilet. l also love it when they are surprised by getting pissed on or when I spit in its face.

MAC MEN 9: PARTING SHOTS AUTHOR'S NOTE: This installment was actually not written by me...but by someone who is a fan of the series. He's @vancrawman on Twitter. I think he did an awesome job...capturing the spirit of the story and the characters. I've already shot more than once to his continuation. Once I exchange sloppy cummy kisses with Damien, being sure to lick up some of the loads his beautiful sweet hole had collected and released, and after we make plans for another fuck session next week, I stagger through the side door, and I’m back in the lobby. I make a mental note to ask Ron to let me park in the private lot, and if Ron needs an incentive, I’ll be happy to deposit a warm spermload into his hole again, just like I did at the leather shop. That seemed so long ago, but it was only 3 weeks ago – how everything has changed in that short time! And then I realize - tonight, Ron’s the only hole that I fucked but didn’t load, although I’m thinking he got a lot of my pre-cum. And now I want to give him a full load. I stop for a moment to tally up in my head the loads I gave and the ones I took…Just thinking of it makes my cock start to rise once more. It’s so true that the more raw mansex you get, the more you want! I’m thinking I want to get back to Ron’s hole that I fucked but didn’t shoot in. I go to look for Ron and I see him face down on a fuck-cushion and Marcus is plowing Ron’s hole with his beautiful dark fuckstick. There’ll be a breeding there soon. Next to Marcus is Hassan – those two travel in a pair, I guess, going to town on Rafi’s hole. Rafi switches onto his back and Hassan re-enters him, a look of blissful sex satisfaction on both their faces. Rafi catches my eye and waves to me and flashes that devilish smile of his, and a look in his eyes of connection – he has my seed inside him from my first cum tonight and Hassan is pushing it in deeper, along with whoever else planted inside Rafi’s sweet fuckchute. It’s been over 5 hours now, and the wall is covered with hashmarks, one for every load of manseed tonight that went up a butthole, or down someone’s throat. I start to count them but the moaning and shouts of “Take my seed!” and “I’m breeding your hole now!” distract me. I’m surprised that the crowd hasn’t diminished very much – there’s still raw fucking all over the place. I look back to my left and see Marcus and Hassan have switched places: Marcus is powerdrilling into Rafi’s behind and Hassan has mounted Ron and is going smooth and long with his stroke game in and out of Ron’s gaping passage. As I move in closer, I can see loads dripping out of Ron’s sweet ass in a continual stream of oozy warm seed – it clings to Hassan’s fat cock as it strokes deeply in, out, and in again. Ron’s obviously busy, so I’m thinking maybe I should find Angel and see what he’s up to – but first, I need to stop over at the oversized cushion where my new four fuck buddies are fulfilling their breeding needs as men. When I do get there, Hassan and Marcus are just about to swap holes again. I wave at them and hurry over and dive into the fuckpile and get Hassan’s fat cock into my mouth with all the loads coated on it – not satisfied, I scramble over to Marcus who is poised to enter into Ron again, and he just smiles and rams his dark fuckpole down my throat. I clean off their cocks of all the loads that have inseminated Ron and Rafi and it’s fucking sweet. “Thank you,” I announce as they all laugh and resume their manfucking. I get up off the cushion to find Angel. I roam around the fuckden and I’m blown away by how many hot men are still here enjoying each other’s holes, mouths and loads. The smell of fresh load permeates the air. In a corner I see Drew Sebastian pummeling his fat meat into the young blond boy whose load I swallowed before. I look the other way and Blue Bailey is on all fours on the cummy mattress with a line of tops waiting their turn up his fucktunnel. I think I see Angel from behind in a dark corner, drilling into some beautiful Asian boyhole, and I go over to see if it’s really him, but I don’t get five feet before Frank, the hot Italian bear appears next to me, leans in close and whispers to me “I didn’t get a chance to fuck your hole before. It’s mine now,” and before I even say anything (not like I’d refuse), he takes me by the arm and leads me to a fuckbench on the other side of the room. “Guys here call me ‘Five-Shot Frankie,” cuz I don’t leave Shudder ‘til I’ve creamed 5 holes.” You’re gonna be my Number 5 tonight…I was trying to find you to get this Italian sausage into your sweet fuckhole ever since you cleaned me off after I gave Ron my first load.” He’s fingering my hole and feels the 3 loads up there already, some of it oozes out and he brings his fingers to his mouth “all that sweet cum that’s been marinating up your hole tastes so good,” as he lets me lick his fingers. “Well, I see there’s plenty more up there, so you won’t need any lube, you got my favorite kind of lube up there already! How many are in there, Randy?” “Three so far...I thought I’d be done for the night by now, but every bareback fuck I have makes me want more!” “Yep, that’s how it goes here at Shudder…just men, doing what comes naturally, and then doing it again and again. Now get ready. You saw the brutal fuck I threw into Ron before, now it’s your turn.” He pushes me down onto the padded fuckbench and spreads my legs. “Ready for my load number five? And by the way, it’s always just as big as my load number one,” and that hole is getting it. I’m going in, and I’m just gonna start plowing you so you better be ready.” And with that, he’s inside me hammering that fat meat inside my guts. “Oh, yeah, Randy, this is the hole I’ve been waiting for all night.” His pounding is intense and deep. I feel his thick fuckwand expanding inside me. “Ron told me about you and ever since then I knew I wanted you for my last load of this Shudder.” I feel that fat meat pistoning in and out of my hole. I’m just leaning forward listening to this bear of a man cover my ass and feeling his hot breath on me, while I’m hanging onto the fuckbench for dear life, eyes shut and concentrating on getting that hot load. This fucker knows what he’s doing, and even for the fifth load of the evening, when you think he’d be spent, it’s just as brutal as he said it would be, building up his next load like the Alpha stud he is, making me beg for it. Just as I think it can’t feel any more intense, someone – I have no idea who – clambers onto the floor in front of the bench and takes my free and swinging, rock hard cock in his mouth. I’m in sensation overload at this point, and I can feel Frank getting close inside my hole – his tool is throbbing and expanding, and I know it won’t be long. I find myself begging this Alpha to inseminate me. ‘Please, Frank,” I murmur, “please seed me with that big load number five from that hot fuckstick!” “Oh yeah, Randy, it’s coming to your insides real soon – just a few more strokes in that sweet blonde boipussy and I’ll be coating your insides with my big load of manseed!” Frank’s strokes slow down and he leans in even harder on my back – I feel his ropes of juicy sperm shooting through that pulsating fucktool of his and into my smooth gaping manhole. He pushes it ever deeper inside me and with a great shudder, let’s out a huge bear roar. “That’s Five Shot Frankie” a couple of voices ring out around the room – clearly Frank means what he says, and has inseminated all the guys here before. After a minute or so, Frank withdraws and thanks me for the fuck. He wipes his glistening wet fuckrod on my back and goes off to make his final hashmark of the evening on the fuckwall. He’s high-fiving guys as he walks away, his fat cock still engorged and dripping with load. The busy mouth at my cock is still sucking like crazy and I feel my next load rising in my balls. I finally open my eyes to see who’s throat is hosting my fucktool and I see it’s my bareback mentor, the one and only Angel. Angel, who has changed my life, so much for the better. Just as I’m about to blow in Angel’s mouth, he comes up between my legs, pushes me back slightly, leans into the fuckbench and opens his hole for me. And in one smooth motion, he takes me inside him, my fourth load of the night which has been brewing and boiling over in my engorged balls, instantly comes shooting into Angel’s wet manhole, and seven spurts of seed later, finally stops shooting in him. I collapse onto his back. “You’re a natural at this, Randy,” Angel sighs. I’m gonna see you at every Shudder from now on, right?” “Damn right! What a way to end the evening, Angel…to be right back at your beautiful manhole.” “End,?” Angel asks… we ain’t done yet, stud.” I look at him incredulously… “Angel, I’ve taken four loads and now given my fourth load which was my biggest load of the night. I feel totally spent” “Surely, I’m done for the night…right?? “ He just grins at me…”Ha Ha, Randy…didn’t I tell you about the afterparty? C’mon…”

A total Pig is the only kind of pig worth owning. They are so shameless and prideless and submissive that they are willing to have anyone use them or do anything ,with anyone, anytime, any place, any number of men, regardless of how dirty or degrading it might be. For a true faggot, it's not degrading, it's just what kind of trash they are. They have no standards, no pride, no shame, no rules, no limits, and most of all, no self respect. lf a cumdump isn't willing to do ANYTHING with ANYONE, it's useless. There are lots of cumdumps willing to to what they are told so a disobedient cumdump is easy to replace. The fact that they are so disposable helps to remind them how worthless they are. Taking loads from anyone who wants to use them for free reminds them that they are worthless. l like showing a faggot that it is worthless disposable trash and that it isn't a man at all. A total pig knows it is trash. A total pig top is the kind of man who uses and abuses whores like the trash they are.

I'm so exhausted and crashing from the slam they take me over to a shower and use cold water to wash me off, they put me in this cold room with a bed with a blanket and some pillows. When I wake up I feel this warm body next to me and it feels so good as I roll over and see this boy. His name is Joey with blond hair blue eyes and the whitest skin I have ever seen like he has lived in a cave all his life. Joey is in a chastity cage like me so all I can do is kiss him. I can sense that this is Joey first time as he is so timid as my tongue goes in his mouth. I'm getting hard in the cage and its starting to hurt but Joey is so beautiful and innocent at this as he is trying to respond to my actions and I guess the way he was brought up taught him that man on man sex was wrong. The blanket we are both under is pulled away as the cold air runs across my body as my arms grab Joey tighter to protect him. People are entering the room and a tray is put down a table next to us, on the tray I see a few needles for a slam, some with out needles a tooth brush with 1 being a caverject and some powder. Well, I know the tooth brush is not for me as I'm already Poz with a very high VL. Mr. Benson comes over then whispers into my ear, Joey is a virgin and never did anything so you will get the chance to POZ him as he takes his key to the chastity love and lets me out as I have been locked up for the last 3 months. Joey is small at 5ft 5 maybe 110 lbs. and so innocent looking on the bed, I want to see what he hole is like so I get him on fours and spread his white ass cheeks and see the hole grail of holes as its so smooth and round. I burry my face and my tongue is rimming him as its so tight I take my pinky as I don't want Joey experiencing any pain, this hole is so tight so I go back to rimming his hole as he is reallying enjoying this from his moans. I stop and we are facing each other on our knees on the bed, I ask him if he knows what is about to happen to him and he says NO. I can see pre cum leaking from his chastity cage so I know he might not know but his body is loving this as I grab the needle with the caverject and the look on his face as I push the needle into my dick and push the plunger down so the next 4 hours my dick with be like a steel shaft. I want to see how Joey like his nipples played with and like any Gay male he is moaning and yet he has no idea what is about to happen to him. I want to get back to Joey hole as it not often you get a virgin hole to break and Poz. I want to get him ready so I tie off his arm as I grab a syringe he ask what is it, I say to him it will give him a rush like he has never had before. Im having a had time finding a vein as he is so skinny, when I do I stick the needle in then the syringe I see the flash of blood then look in his face and see his eyes of excitement of what is about what is about to come.I push the syringe in release the strap and he is in the throes of the rush as he can't breath as he fails onto his back and I fall on top and rub my body as the cameras are moving around us. As he comes down I know what Im here for as I turn him on his stomach and go back to rimming that hole and get it ready, so I spit on the brush dip into the powder and insert the brush as he is showing signs of discomfort I don't care and work that brush around as the camera is getting a close up of the brush and the blood on is. Joey is saying something is burning in his ass, I say give it a few minutes and you will be in heaven then he say he trust me. Some who are watching start laughing as they know Joey life will be changed for ever after this. With Joey hole well scraped up his body is under control os the slam and booty bump there is one thing left to do is shove my dick and rape his virgin hole, as I start to insert my PA in we all have 2 sides to us. The Angel in me says PLEASE go easy with this innocent boy as he is so nice. The Devil in me says FUCK THE FAGGOT BITHCH DRIVE IT IN SHOW NO MERCEY POZ HIM NOW. The Angel NO NO NO go easy please don't cause him any pain as he is such nice boy. The Devil DON'T LISTEN TO THAT ASSHOLE HE IS NEGATIVE AND USES A CONDOM The Angel Says PLEASE not now. I have these 2 arguing in my head so who do I listen to? Fuck it I push my 8 inch dick in as fast as I can as Joey is screaming like I'm killing him and in a way I am killing Joey with my POZ load so I jackhammer as his screaming is not stopping and this hole is so tight and right before I cum. The Angel please pull out don't Poz him. The Devil stay in shoot your toxic load in his bloody hole. With me balls deep I give Joey not his first load in his life but a POZ load that will change his life for ever .

Since we're talking about the royal family, Kate Middleton's brother James is pretty fucking hot. I would also add Sean Connery, Channing Tatum, Shemar Moore and Vin Diesel.

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The Republican landslide in 2020 is going to be huge. The Republicans are going to regain control of the House of Representatives, & their majority in the Senate is going to increase. The Democrats are digging their own grave, & there is no indication that they have any clue how out-of-touch with the majority of Americans they really actually are. The Democrat party, over the last 50 or 60 years, has been taken over by the Trotskyites or the Bolsheviks or the Communists or the Marxists or the Socialists or the "Progressives," The Democrat Party has been completely compromised by the far-left-wing radicals. The Democrats want to take our guns, & they want to restrict our gun ownership completely. The Democrats want to give free health care to 20,000,000 people who are in this country illegally. The Democrats want to allow women to abort their fetuses in the 9th month of pregnancy. The Democrats had members of Congress who were Ku Klux Klan members well into the 1970s. Hillary Clinton gave a goddam fucking eulogy for a KKK Senator (Robert Byrd) in the 1990s! Abraham Lincoln was the first Republican president, people! Abraham Lincoln was the president who issued the Emancipation Proclamation, freeing the slaves.

I eagerly licked out the cum from his ass and then kissed Eli. Another black man approached and I had Eli get on his knees to service him.. The black man totally took charge and fed him his cock forcefully down his throat.. I could see Eli struggling with it and he even tried to stop a few times to catch his breath, but whenever he stopped, the black man would smack him across his face.. Now I wasn't sure how either Eli or I would react to that but Eli took it as a cue to suck better and I took it as a cue to stroke my dick harder. This continued for a while, Eli sucking, gagging, and being slapped.. One other black guy cheered him on, telling the black man to teach him a lesson,, slap that faggot around, things like that. Then having had enough of the foreplay, he just stood Eli up and bent him over the couch.This guy must have been 6 3 240 or so, and practically made Eli disappear when he planted his cock inside his ass and threw his entire weight onto him. I could almost hear Eli gasping for air as the man's body smothered him. Then planting his two feet on the ground he began to thrust in and out.With me watching, knowing this was going to be the 2nd anonymous load of the night and I was there to see my boy take it. I kissed Eli and asked him if he was ready to take the black mans load.. He nodded yes but I told him he didn't hear you, so say it louder and Eli did.. "Give me that load.. Breed my ass" and soon after the black man let out a roar as he blasted his seed deep inside him.. He slapped him on his ass before leaving and told me you got some good boy there.. I thanked him and as he was putting his junk back in his pants, another black man came by and simply picked Eli up off the couch and dropped him on the floor to his knees.. The black man pulled down his pants and a thick 8 inch cock sprung out and up and he put it right up to Eli's face where he eagerly started slurping on it. This black man, was younger than the others.. Maybe Eli's age or younger, with a slender muscular build. He fucked Eli's face hard and I figured he might bust a nutt real soon.. He stopped suddenly turned around and planted his ass right in Eli's face. Eli didnt miss a beat and tongued that hole as deep as he could. Fucking that black ass with his tongue, and making love to it at the same time. After like 5 minutes of that, the black man turned around and told Eli to open his mouth.. He gave his cock a stroke or two more and shot an amazing load in Eli's mouth. Eli made sure he was done before swallowing the entire load.. I wanted a taste of it, even if only a dribble and tongued Eli's mouth with my own, swabbing his mouth for any cum that hadn't made it to his stomach. Was one black man still watching and he would be the next one to attempt to ruin Eli's ass. He was oldest of them all. Definitely homeless based on his appearance. The black guy must have been over70, gray beard, and a beautfiul thick uncut cock. He removed all his clothes and stood naked in the middle of the floor as Eli began to suck.. The man stood there and let Eli do the work. I could see he was totaly enjoying that white boy on his cock and I stood up next to the black man.. i rubbed and sucked on his nipples and leaned into his face and kissed him.. Tongues touching, I could taste the wine and beer on his breath. Which only made me kiss him deeper. I released my hold on his mouth only to tell him those magid words.. Breed my boy. He sat down on the couch, his black cock sticking straight up.. Eli mounted his hard member, facing both me and the two other white guys who were watching. As Eli sank his ass deep on to that raw cock. his own little white clit stood up straight.Some how I got on the floor, and moved my mouth and tongue on anything I could reach. Eli's cock, Elis balls, the black mans cock, the black mans balls.. I just wanted to taste as much as could and be up close to it all. As Eli rode his cock I could sense the man was close to breeding him and when he started to Eli just sat there and gobble up every bit of it.. I continued to lick away, feeling the taste of the mans cum dribble out of Eli's ass and into my mouth. Eli dismounted and sat on the couch, smiling at me.. Could this be the same boy I had just had sunday dinner with at his parents.. lol boy I wish they could see him now As the black man got off of the couch, I quickly layed Eli down on the couch on his back. I climbed up between his legs and lifted them.. I pushed my raw cock into his well lubed ass and fucked him . Leaning into kiss him deeply and tell him how much I loved him aas I gave him yet one more load on the evening. Another man, a chubby latino guy, stroked his uncut cock above Eli's face until Eli took it in his mouth.. As the latino shot his load into Eli's mouth, I unloaded in his ass. Then collapsing on top of him for what seemed hours. Let's go home I said.

Woke I awoke Saturday morning with a splitting headache and a dry mouth. I rolled over and opened my eyes to see Travis sleeping soundly by my side, and the clouds in my mind cleared quickly: My ass was sore. This man, who’s not my husband, fucked me last night. Bare. To completion. And he’s HIV+. Fuck--what have I done, I thought. I began to sweat, as the gravity of my fuckup hit me. And then my phone buzzed on the bedside table. I rolled over to look and saw it was my husband Brad calling. “Hey baby!” I answered with a somewhat hoarse tone. “Hah – hey lover” he said, “you sound rough. How was your night on the town with our boys?” “Oh, it was pretty fun I guess,” I responded half-heartedly. “Not too eventful.” And then I felt my jock strap snapped from behind and Travis’s hands on my ass. I clinched my gluten as an attempt to indicate the touch wasn't welcome. He inched his naked body closer to mine anyway. I’d awoken the big dicked, skinny stranger with this phone call, and it was apparent he wasn’t going to make chatting with Brad easy. Travis parted my ass cheeks with his hands as I tried to ignore him and pay attention to Brad, and then Travis inserted his first finger. As he began his single finger fuck of my tight hole, the fact that his poz spunk was still buried in me was on the forefront of my mind. And then a second finger slid in alongside the first. I grimaced. And then a third finger made its way inside me. In any other situation I would have yelped in pain, but I remained silent for Brad. “What you up to today?” Brad asked, as Travis began assaulting my fuck chute with his callused fingers. He worked my hole, shoving his digits in and out, twisting them with each entry. Occasionally I felt his finger nails scraping against my tender anus wall. It was all I could do not to make an audible response to the act. And yet, my dick began to harden. “Not totally sure. Probably just laying low. How about you –- are the meetings going well?” I asked as I felt Travis’s whiskers on my neck, kissing me, sucking on my jugular. I would certainly have a hickey from this. I lost track of the conversation as I was focused on not reacting to the man molesting me from behind. As Brad began going over the list of colleagues who were getting on his nerves, Travis withdrew his fingers. I then felt his dick being guided up and down my ass crack, leaving a slimy trail of precum. “Fuck no, surely he’s not gonna try to fuck me now?” I thought to myself as I tried to move away toward the edge of the bed. But as Brad continued the monologue against his coworkers, the tip of Travis’s monster cock found my hole. Travis’s arm wrapped around me to hold me close, and I had no option but to grit my teeth and accept the entry of his big dick. Travis wasn’t in the moment for romance or to be gentle: he wanted to mark his bitch. He wanted me to get caught. He wanted to claim me as his own. He wanted to emasculate Brad. He slammed his mostly dry cock deep in me. I winced and fought the urge to scream. It hurt like hell. He withdrew most of his shaft from me and then thrust forward into my body again. And again. And again. Brad then started talking about recent discussions with his family about summer vacation plans. I was successfully masking the intrusion into our marriage by remaining quiet, with occasional banter to keep the conversation going (things like “oh wow,” and “that’s great”). Travis pulled my hair as his fuck pace increased. He wanted to cum in me before Brad hung up the phone. I instinctively ground my ass backwards into him, enabling his dick to go deeper and deeper inside me. My own dick was now throbbing and was leaking precum onto our sheets. Brad took hold of my cock and began stroking it in rhythm with his pounding of my hole. My breath was becoming short. Travis was close. I was getting close. Travis picked up his pace. Brad began to wonder about the change in my breathing. “Everything ok there?” “Yeah” I said, thinking quickly and seeing the dog bed in the corner, “Molly and I are playing tug of war with her chewey. Sorry lover, go on.” Brad continued speaking, until finally Travis slammed his body into mine and let out a guttural sound. “unnnnnnnnnnhhhhhh.” Another batch of his poz dna had been injected deep inside me. “Oh fuck” I said, and then recovered “Brad, I gotta take Molly out now. Can I call you back later babe?” “ummm – ok? Sure. " He said, unsure of what was happening on my end of the phone. " Have a great day lover and call me back later!” Brad said as we ended the call. With his dick still pulsing out poison sperm into my ass, Travis jerked my dick until I began spurting my neg cum onto the sheets. “Your pussy of a husband will never fuck you again, slut. Mark my words, slut. You’re mine.”

ABS after work- fairly decent crowd for a Friday. Lots of guys sitting around, waiting for someone to shove a cock in their mouth, which was great as that's what I wanted. I spotted a nice beefy gray bearded guy sitting on a bench watching video screen. He had thick hairy forearms, and a wedding ring. Ahhh, I had found my mouth. I go stand right in front of him, and he looks up at me like he was surprised. I smiled down at him as I'm pulling my cock out, and kinda wave it at him to break his gaze at my face. He noticed it, glances from side to side I guess to see if anyone was watching, then accepts my cock in his sexy bearded mouth. His fat tongue was doing its job nicely, and after a few minutes I decided it was feeding time. I placed my hands on sides of his head as I started nutting in his mouth, and held him still til my cock stopped twitching. I pulled out and tucked my cock away, and Mr Graybeard wiped his mouth dry and got up and left. I'd fuck him if I ever had the chance- I love those hairy bears the best.

I had to go to work early yesterday. I was the only one there. When the produce delivery came, I kept staring at his crotch. He asked me if I liked the bulge. I told him I’d like it better if he took it out. He was about 8” beautiful uncut black with the perfect downward curve for sucking. I dropped to my knees right there in the kitchen and went to town. He fucked my throat good. I had him leave just the head in when he shot because I always want to taste and have the satisfaction of swallowing. As he was zipping up, the back door opened. I was still on my knees and the liquor delivery guy walked in. At first , I was completely embarrassed. But, I got over that right away as he asked me if I wanted more. I, of course said please. He pulled out a nice 6-7” uncut brown Latino cock. He fed me a nice load as the produce guy watched and jerked a second load onto my face. I now have two guys probably begging there dispatcher for my stop. That is the way I’d like to have every day in my love for go from now on!

Right now, we've seen a big drop in self-reported condom use. I believe less than half of MSM state they use a rubber every time. While STI rates are still high, between PrEP and U=U, we're seeing drop offs in new HIV infections in communities, the result of their being less infectious HIV out there and less people for it to infect. A recent bit of research notes that were we to get to 40% of MSM on PrEP, over 10 years we'd knock out STIs in the total community by over half. The higher the percentage of people on PrEP, the closer we'd get to nearly (we'll never completely) eliminate STI transmission. Less HIV puts a downward pressure on using condoms. If we're able to use our healthcare services to reduce STIs, that's going to put even more downward pressure on condom use. Though the OP posted his question in 2012, I think we're much closer to the day when condoms between guys are rarely or never used than we were 5 years ago.

Love to go to a party like that

that's how I started getting bred. Chems helped, and I'd get totally twacked out, and seek out ugly fat trolls to breed my shitter. This whole 'romantic' notion of picking the 'right' guy is just bullshit. You're getting pozzed up, it should be by the nastiest, raunchiest, sickest pervs possible.