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I've been in Covid lockdown for nearly 2 months. I've never in my life gone this long without dick. So, I haven't had any new experiences to write about. But, my mind has been remembering some past experiences that make me anxious to get back out there. This experience happened several years ago. I had pretty much forgotten about it. But I actually dreamed about it last night. So, I thought I'd write it down while it's in my memory. First off, I have to tell you that I LOVE poppers. I've been using them for decades. I do miss the old poppers, which are illegal, now. You know, the little glass capsule, covered in gauze netting. You'd break the capsule, put it in the aluminum cylinder and sniff. Real Amyl. Damn! That was hot! The stuff out there now is nothing like it. But, I still do like to get the quick buzz, even if it doesn't last long. Anyway, I live in a city where poppers are readily available at the many sex shops in town. However, there was a guy here in town that advertised on Craigslist all the time. Offering poppers at a highly reduced price. He even sold some brands that were not available in town. Including one unnamed, unlabeled, little brown bottle that would kick you on your ass. It was twice the price of my usual brand. But, for special occasions, it was fun to use. Anyway, this guy (I'll call him Brian) sold poppers out of a refrigerator in his garage. He was a tall, muscular guy in his late 60's. For a man his age, he had an absolutely amazing body. He stood about 6'4''. He had a broad, muscular, hairy chest. Muscular arms and legs. He wasn't exactly beautiful of face. But his impressive build was a huge turn on to me. Even though Brian wasn't exactly a handsome man, there was something about him that I found incredibly appealing. He had that strong, silent, hypermasculine Marlboro Man look to him. In addition to being tall, his hands and feet were quite large. Making me wonder if his dick was as big? He normally wore rather tight jeans. And occasionally, I could make out a rather impressive bulge in his crotch. I began to purchase my poppers from Brian about 10 years ago. The transactions were always very businesslike. I'd send him a text that I needed poppers. We'd set up a time. I'd drive to his home. Park in front and text him that I was there. He'd text me to come in. He'd open his garage door. I'd go it, pay him for the poppers and go. He was pleasant, but not much of a talker. It was always quick and businesslike, with little chat or small talk. I had no idea whether Brian was gay, bi, straight or what? I really didn't know anything about him. I'd been buying from Brian for several years. Normally just one bottle at at time. But one afternoon I told him I wanted 3 of my regular brand. And I wanted one of his "special" unlabeled bottles. As we made the transaction in his garage, he offhandedly said, "This is a big order for you. Have you got something special going on, on, or just stocking up?" "Yeah. I'm renting a hotel room tomorrow. I'm hosting an anonymous breed and seed party. The brown bottle is for me. It's not going to leave my hands and I'm not sharing." I said with a chuckle. "The other bottles I'll have available for the other guys that want to use them." "Damn!", he said with a sly smile on his face. "You never struck me as the kind of slut that hosts those things." I just laughed. "Oh, I'm a horny slut, for sure. I love taking hard dicks and loads." Brian just smiled a bit from one corner of his mouth and put the 4 bottles in a small paper bag. Handing them to me, he said "Sounds fun. I haven't been to one of those in quite some time." "I don't know anything about you, Brian. Mind if I ask if you're gay? I've never been sure?" "Well, Dave. Not exactly sure how to answer that? I consider myself straight. I don't find men to be a sexual turn-on in the least. But, in my day, I've had many a man's mouth on this dick. And I've pounded many a load into a man's ass. Though I'm not really attracted to men, the sight of a nice ass, male or female will get me hard. So, most would argue that I'm bi. But, labels are just labels. I'm just think of myself as a horny fucker. A hole's a hole. I've never sucked a dick and don't care to. I've never been fucked by a guy or had anything up my ass, and don't plan to. But, if I need to get off and a man will take my load, I'm game. I've been married to the same woman for 40 years. We have grown kids and grandkids. I'm not attracted to men in the least. But when pussy isn't available a man's mouth and ass will do very nicely." "Damn! If I'd known, I'd have cleaned out and you could pound a load in me, right now." I said "Yeah? Well, my wife is disabled. She never leaves home without me or one the kids taking her out. And I never leave her alone, unless one of the kids can relieve me. So, I don't get much of a chance anymore to fuck." he said. "That's too bad, Brian. I'm going to be at the Day's Inn, just down the road tomorrow night. If you have any way to get out, I'd be more than happy to offer my mouth and ass for you to use." I said to him. "Thanks. Doubtful that will happen. But, thanks for the offer. But, text me your room number tomorrow. And who knows?" he said with a sly grin. I thanked Brian, paid for my bottles and left. So, the next day, I checked into my hotel room, got myself and the room ready for my party and sent my room number to all that had requested an invitation. So, in addition to all the others, I sent Brian a text with my room number. I told him the door would be unlocked, just come in. Within an hour the first couple of guys had shown up and fucked me. As the 3rd guy was pounding me from behind, my door opened and closed. I glanced towards the door and saw Brian standing there. "Hey! Good to see you, bud! I didn't think you'd come." I said as the other guy continued to fuck me. "My son came by. I asked him to stay for an hour so I could run some errands. So, here I am." he said as he began to undress. Brian was soon naked and he was an impressive sight, indeed. His muscular body was covered in thick hair. His cock was soft, but hung at least a full 6"s, hanging over a giant set of plump balls. As he walked towards us, the guy fucking me reached over to grab his dick. Brian moved closer to him and the guy stroked Brian's cock as he fucked me. Brian slapped my ass hard. "Looks like a nice ass, Dave." I just smiled and took a drag on my poppers. Brian walked over to my head. His cock was still mostly soft, but he lifted it and put it up to my lips. I sucked on his cock as his cock slowly grew and hardened in my mouth. I think the sight of me sucking Brian must have been a turn on to the guy fucking me. Because he now began to fuck faster, harder and deeper. The guy grabbed my hips and rammed deep. "Ahh, FUCK!" he yelled as he held his cock deep in me, shaking, as he filled my ass with load number 3. Without saying anything more, he pulled from me and walked to the bathroom. I heard the water running in the sink as Brian pulled his now rock hard cock from my mouth and moved behind me. His dick had grown about 2"s in length, to close to 8"s. And swelled in girth by a great deal. As the other guy came back into the room and began to dress, Brian stood behind me and repeatedly slapped his dick on my hole. Even though there was a bottle of lube laying by me, he spit on my hole and his dick a few times and began to press into me. I took some more deep drags on the extra strong poppers as he slowly slid balls deep into me. It was hurting a bit as I adjusted to his length and girth inside me. But the deep drags of poppers soon loosened me up. Brian picked up the other bottle of poppers I had laying by me and took a drag. "Give me your bottle." he said as he put the cap on the other bottle and tossed it back onto the bed. Brian took some deep drags on the no-named poppers. 2 deep drags in each nostril. And then a deep drag through his mouth. This guy was a pro at this. He handed the poppers back to me and I took a few more drags. I knew I was going to need this. He was now sliding in and out of me. He'd go in balls deep, then pull nearly all the way out, before slamming back up into me. Thankfully, his spit and the loads I already had in me was adequate lube and he was easily sliding in and out of me. My head was spinning from the poppers, but I was loving this. I had been fantasizing about this man's dick in me for a long time. Brian was an aggressive top, for sure. There was nothing sensual about his fucking. It was pure, raw, animal sex. No talk, only occasionally I'd hear a grunt as he rammed into me. I'd occasionally take another drag on the poppers, then hand them back to him. He'd push me into other positions. Each time, trying to dig his cock even deeper into me. Finally, he had pushed me further up onto the bed. He was kneeling behind me and had grabbed tightly onto my shoulders as he ground his rock hard, monster dick into me. His fingers were digging into my shoulders, but he'd occasionally release my shoulders to give my ass a hard slap. SWAT! "Like it?" he asked. SWAT! "Huh? Is this what you wanted?" SWAT "Yes! Fuck, YES!", I grunted, as he slammed into me. Finally he had pushed me onto my side and raised my right leg up to my chest. He as now ramming into me from an angle. This position got his dick even deeper into me. His thrusts were so hard and deep that I found myself gasping for breath. His pace was slowing a bit, but he was still ramming hard and deep into me. Each thrust produced a loud slapping sound as our bodies met. And I grunted each time as his trusts knocked the air out of my lungs. Now he'd trust balls deep. Hold it there a second, then pull nearly out of me. Hold it a second, then thrust hard and deep again. This pattern went on for a minute or two. Then the pace of his thrusts sped up again for a few moments before he let out a soft, deep growl. As he held deep in me, I could feel his cock throb in my ass. I used my ass muscles to milk his cock a bit. Then he thrust a few more times, before he collapsed onto me. Both of us breathing hard, trying to catch our breaths. After a few moments, he rolled off me, pulling his cock out of me as he rolled off me. He laid on his back, with his eyes closed for several minutes, as his breathing slowly came back to normal. He rolled off the bed and stood. He appeared wobbly as he walked into the bathroom to wash up. "Wow! Those poppers are strong. It's been awhile. I forget how strong they are." I could hear him saying from inside the bathroom. As he washed up, I climbed off the bed. Feeling wobbly myself, I moved to a chair, sat down and took a few drinks of water from my bottle until my head stopped spinning. Those poppers were strong, indeed. I'd probably had over done it. But, I did need those poppers to take that big, monster dick of his. Brian finally came out and dressed. "Glad you texted me, Dave. Like I said, it's been awhile. I sure needed it." I truly had enjoyed it as well. But, to be honest, I was hoping I'd have a bit of a break before the next guy showed up. But as Brian was combing his hair in the mirror, trying to put himself into a presentable appearance before he headed home, the door opened and in came another guy. This guy was a middle aged, slightly chubby guy. As the new guy undressed, the door opened again and a younger, buff, black guy in his mid 20's came in and began to undress as well. Brian passed between them on his way to the door, saying to them, "That's a nice piece of ass, guys. Enjoy yourselves!", he said as he walked out the door. I grabbed my poppers and walked over to the 2 newcomers. Dropped to my knees and began to take turns sucking both of their dicks, getting them hard, before climbing back onto the edge of the bed, putting my ass up and opened for business, again.

I’m sure he could tell I was nervous. Because I was. It took me fifteen minutes to work up the courage to walk inside, let alone the weeks of promising him I’d show up, now here I was. Walking up to the local bathhouse, the unassuming location on an unassuming side street. At the top of some steps was a set of doors and a small tellers window, the thin wiry man behind it was tall and friendly. He could see I was nervous. “First time?” He asked giving me a grin. Some of his teeth missing in his smile. “is it that obvious?” I asked trying to hide my shame. ”No worries, just have fun okay?” He said handing me a key and towel. “Mostly older regulars tonight, so hope that’s your thing. I nodded and smiled as he buzzed me in, grabbing my key and towel I walked inside. I was surprised at the relative cleanliness and fashionable sitting area. There were weights a steam room and spa. Something that said video room around the corner. “Something wrong?” He asked me from another little window. “No sorry just a bit surprised, it’s not really what I expected.....” “Yeah most say that. First floor is all pretty tame to be honest. You’re not supposed to really have any touching going on, but it’s a big space and only one of me, so I don’t really enforce that. Just know your limits and be sure to be okay with what you want. Here you go.” He handed me a small brown bottle. “On the house, if you’re nervous, take a sniff, I’m sure a lot of the guys will show you how. Rooms are upstairs, have fun.” ”Thanks.” I said looking at the small bottle, it said jungle juice on the side. Looking up the stairs I saw that the lights seemed to dim. As I walked up I started to smell something. It was strong and musky, there were sounds I was familiar with but had never heard myself. The familiar slap of skin against skin. Grunting, mewling and moaning. This is what I expected. and as I stood at the edge of the stairs I could finally see what I truly though it should be. Long hallways stretched out with doors lining them. Numbers were on the doors for people to see, but otherwise it was a long stretch of hallway and doors. I went and looked for mine, number 17 on the keychain. I found the room and quickly walked in. There was a bed and a small table. That was it. Wasting no time I changed out of my clothes and tied the towel around my waist. There was club music playing softly. A stable beat punctuated by the sounds of flesh slapping in the background. My breathing started to get heavy. I found a room off the back corner. The lights were dim. A couple of gloryholes to the aide and two tiers of benches. There was an older man sitting in the corner. Striking a huge heavy tool. His legs splayed open and wide. In my nervousness I sat as far away as I could. Slowly closing into myself. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He was so much older. Clearly old enough to be my father or maybe even grandfather. A white well trimmed goatee around his mouth. His body was old but not withered. He was good looking for an old guy. However, his heavy tool was really what I couldn’t stop looking at. Heavy, and hard, a full engorged sack supporting it below. I licked my lips thinking to myself I want that. He shifted on the top bench and slowly closed the gap between us. His foot gently tapped my arm. It was then I realized it’s now or never. I responded by moving my arm to touch his leg. He responded in kind, opening his legs wider, giving me full acccess to what we both know I wanted. I got into position, knees on the floor, hands on the bench and I went in. Running my tongue up along his being shaft I looked up at him. He wasn’t even looking at me. He pulled out a brown bottle like the attendant had given me and proceeded to sniff in both nostrils. reaching for my own I copied his movements after two sniffs I was about to cap it when I heard him say. “More.” I looked up and gave myself two more sniffs. “More boy.....” he said again, his deep gravely voice sent chills down my spine. I capped the bottle and then I felt it. Heat, a fire inside me, also emptiness. I was so empty I looked right at his heavy old man dick and I immediately took it into my mouth. I moaned my happiness as I nursed on his thick cock. Feeling the heat of it, feeling the fullness in my mouth. This is what I had wanted. And now I was getting it. I could hear his groaning as I worked his meat. His musk invaded my senses and I went into heat. I slurped. I sucker I did everything I could to make him feel goood. “You like to fuck?” He whispered quietly. I nodded with his cock still in my mouth unsure if I wanted to stop. with and audible pop I pulled myself off his thick 7 inch tool. Admiring its veiny shaft and glistening head. I knew right then I wanted it inside me. “I’ve got a room, room 17” I said looking up at him desperately as my hand slowly stroked his powerful member. I wanted this old man to fuck me and I wanted him to do it now. “it’s slow today, we don’t need a room,” he said as he got me into position. I couldn’t believe it. Here I was first time at a bathhouse and I was about to let some man who was probably double my age, if not triple, fuck me for all to see. “Give me four big hits on both nostrils,” he said while opening up a pack of lube. I felt a bony finger began to prod me as I took my first couple of hits. I felt myself relax and allowed the intrusion. As I continued to hit I felt myself get more relaxed. I realized how comfortable I felt in that moment. In a dark room about to let some stranger fuck me. In my delirium I never heard a condom wrapper, I just assumed he did. I was nearing my last few hits when he said. “Two final big hits.......really draw them out.” I did as he ordered. As the euphoria began to hit me I felt that emptiness again. This time in my hole worst of all. “Ready boy?” He asked, but by the tone in his voice I didn’t have a choice. I put my head down and braces myself. I focused on my emptiness and heat. I felt the head against my hole, and then came the pressure. It started to burn and ache as my hole started to submit. I realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom. I wanted to tell him to stop. This wasn’t safe this wasn’t supposed to happen. Yet it was. I was getting rutted like an animal by this old man. Where was the emptiness. Now all I felt was pain and burning. Gritting my teeth I waited for the good feeling. However, he had other ideas as he finally pushed forward and forced me to take it all. I let out a loud yell as I felt my hole finally submit. “Take four more hits boy.” Hands shaking I unscrewed they cap and follows his orders. After the first few hits the pain started to slow. “That’s it, let that boyhole open up for daddy.” He grunted as he started to saw slowly inside me. After the third hit I started to feel that need again. I realized that I wasn’t empty anymore. I was complete. I had what I needed and it felt amazing. “So good......feels so good.....” I moaned in between his thrusts. As he pushed in I started to tense my hole, trying to pull him in deeper. “Oh that’s it, use your boyhole, embrace what you are. Daddy’s cumdump. Such a good boy” he said while picking up the pace. He took his right leg and raised it up on the bench. Giving himself more leverage. I felt him reaching new places inside my hole. And all I could do was moan my delight. Suddenly I felt a disturbance in the bench and to my left there was a new individual. Tall and lanky completely nude. He had a soft face that looked like someone’s father. Yet now he sat next to me watching with an evil glint as this old man pounded my boyhole. “I’m getting close boy, you want me to breed you?” He asked although I knew he was going to. I knew I was going to let him. And I was hoping this guy next to me with his thick nine once cock that he stroked was going to be next. “course he does,” the guy next to me said. “Give him what he needs and I’ll go right after.” I was so excited to hear this. Talking the bottle in hand I took two long sniffs and felt myself soaring. “that’s it boy, beg daddy for this load.” His thrusts started to get quicker. He was jabbing into me, hitting this spot inside my boyhole. “Please daddy, please give this load, please give me it. I want it inside me so bad.” “Ask him to breed you slut.” The guy next to me said. “Please daddy, breed me!!!!!!” I begged. That’s when I felt it, his cock grew thicker, and started to pulse inside me, I was being bred, like some cheap whore or barnyard animal. And I loved it. “Fuck yeah boy, take that load, take daddy’s load.” He fell on top of me and I could feel him, his sweaty body sticking to me. “Hope you liked that poz load boy, come find me if you want more.” I froze, did he just say poz???? I wanted to run away. I wanted to hide. As he pulled out of me with an audible pop. He slapped my ass and looked to the guy next to me. “Next?” He asked as he shuffled off. And the guy wasted no time moving behind me. I should have gotten up at that moment....but I didn’t. I unscrewed the cap and took four deep hits. “I’m ready daddy.” And I was, but I didn’t realize for how much.

The Dr stood up and moved to the side of the bench. Mike felt the bench start to lower as the Dr stepped on the pedal. ”Okay Jason, let’s get ready” the doc said. ”Yes sir” Jason replied. Mike heard the rustling of clothing. He looked back and saw the doc with his scrubs pulled down part way. His cock rock hard and still leaking precum. ”Lube me up please” the doc said to Jason. Mike saw Jason walk over to the Dr with a tube of lubricant, he squeezed some into his gloved hand and started to apply it to the docs cock. Stroking him from head to the base of his shaft. ”That should do it” Jason said. He moved over towards Mike and looked at him. ”I’m going to apply some more lube to in your rectum Mike. Just relax okay?” ”Okay” Mike replied. His head was swimming with thoughts of what was about to happen. The Dr was going to fuck him with that awesome cock and give him his viral load. He was pulled out of his thoughts as he felt Jason’s fingers on his hole. Swirling around and then pressure as he inserted them inside of him. He felt Jason’s gloved fingers sliding in and out and swirling around inside. And then suddenly his hole was empty as he pulled them out. ”He’s ready Dr” Jason said. Mike looked back again and saw Jason step back and the doc take his place behind him. ”will you raise the bench a little please Jason?” ”Sure thing doc” Mike felt the bench raising up again. ”Right there! That’s perfect” the doc said. Mike felt the head of the docs cock brush his hole. He clenched out of instinct. But then relaxed as he truly wanted this and knew that the docs cock would feel amazing. ”Okay Mike. Are you sure you want to go through with this procedure?” ”Yes Dr. I really do” ”Okay then, let’s begin. You’re going to feel the pressure of me entering you. Just relax and take deep breaths. Okay?” ”Okay” Mike felt the docs hand on his ass and then felt the pressure of the head of his cock as he started to push into him. Under normal circumstances, Mike would have opened like a flower and pushed back on his cock. But he was a bundle of nerves knowing what was happening and what the outcome would most likely be. The Dr sensed his nerves and started rubbing his lower back telling to relax and to breathe. The whole time he still kept the pressure on his cock penetrating Mikes hole. Mike finally got his breathing under control and felt his body relaxing with his deep breaths. As he did, he felt the docs cock start to enter him more. At this point the sensation took over and Mike felt moan escape his lips. The Dr’s cock kept slowly entering him and before Mike knew it, he felt the docs waist resting on his ass. ”There we go Mike! You’ve got it all in you now. I’ll give you a few seconds to adjust. Then I’ll start thrusting.” ”Okay” Mike said. Mike was loving the feeling of his cock inside of him. He felt the doc grab his hips and telling him that he was going to start. Mike felt his cock start to withdraw from his hole, it felt like he was going to pull completely out, but he stopped just before and then held it for a second. He then pushed back into him until his waist smacked against Mikes ass. The doc held himself there for a couple of seconds and then withdrew again, holding for a second and then pushing back in. Mikes body was singing with pleasure as the Dr worked his hole. He knew that this was a “Procedure” but the Doc definitely knew how to work a hole with his cock. Mike was counting the thrusts in his head in anticipation of the viral load he was going to have in him. 5, out and then back in. 6 out and back in. 7, mike felt his anticipation growing as he felt the docs cock massaging his prostate with each thrust. 10, out and then back in. 11, Mike felt the Dr’s hands gripping him tighter, he also heard the subtle change in his breathing. 12, out then in. Mikes own cock was throbbing in the condom he still had on. 13,14. Mike heard the docs breathing become more labored. His hands gripping him tighter. 15, mike felt him start to slowly pull out. ”Its time Mike. Are you sure you wish to follow through with this procedure?” ”Yes please!” The doc thrust back in, held himself for a couple seconds then pulled out one last time and buried himself completely inside of Mike gripping his hips and pulling him as close as possible. Mike could hear the docs breathing through his nose and then he felt the base of his cock throb on his outer ring and then a wetness inside of him right in front of the head of the docs cock. He felt another throb and then more wetness. The Dr let out an involuntary groan and Mike felt a bigger throb and he felt a large gush of wetness. He felt at least 7 throbs on his outer ring and more wetness inside of him. The Dr’s breathing started to become more controlled and his grip loosened on Mikes hips. ”Whew! Okay Mike. You have been inseminated. I’ll stay inside of you for a minute here to make sure you get all my semen.” ”Okay Doc!” ”How do you feel Mike?” ”Ummm” Mike felt waves of emotions flowing through him. He was truly happy and he felt extremely emotional. He felt tears in his eyes as he tried to answer. ”I..... I’m happy.” ”Are you really okay?” ”Yes. I really am, I’m sorry I just got overwhelmed with emotions. I really am happy though” ”Thats great Mike. This is a clinical setting, but it is also a very emotional experience. I feel it too, knowing my DNA will continue on. Okay, I’m going to slowly withdraw from your rectum, then Jason will clean you up” Mike felt the Dr’s cock slowly pulling out and then he felt the cold office air on his open hole. It was replaced by a warm wash cloth as Jason cleaned the lube from his ass. ”Don’t forget to put in the plug” Mike heard the Dr say. ”Got it right here” Jason replied. ”Okay Mike, I’m going to insert a butt plug inside you. We want to keep all the semen inside of you so you’ll need to keep this in for at least 12 hours. If you can sleep with it i tonight even better okay”. ”Okay” Mike replied. He felt the coolness of the tapered plug being pushed into him and then his ring snapping around the base. He then felt Jason grab his still throbbing cock and pull it down a little. ”Well no semen sample yet” Jason said with a little giggle. ”Help him out” Mike heard the Dr reply. Mike felt Jason wrap his hand around his cock and start to stroke it. He let out a loud groan as his shaft was milked by Jason’s expert hand. ”I don’t think this will take long” Jason remarked as he kept a slow steady stroke going. Mike let out another groan and then yelled “Oh God!” As he felt his own orgasm overtake him. He filled to condom with his own cum as Jason milked it from him. Massaging his balls to help the process along. ”There we go Mike! That’s a very nice sample. Could also be your very last HIV negative ejaculation.” Jason started to roll the condom down his shaft and slip it from his now spent cock. He then washed it with the warm wash cloth to clean him up. ”Okay Mike, you can get up and get dressed now. We’ll give you some privacy and then come back in a bit to go over your after care instructions.

Went back today and both guys were there and horny to fuck when I hit the door. Good thing it was a warm day here in Atlanta as one guy pulled my tanktop off while the other yanked down my shorts almost dragging me into the bedroom flinging me on their bed leaving my covid mask on. My sneakered feet were raised over one guys shoulders feeling the cock entering my prelubed hairy ass getting fucked like a jackhammer first my one and then the other getting two loads from each guy like I was some whore not even noticing they were wearing masks too! Already looking forward to next time for more social distancing...

Laying on the bench, Mike could hear Jason putting things back in the drawers and cabinets. There was a quick double tap knock on the door and he heard it open. Turning his head he could see a man in scrubs walk in and then speak. ”Jason, we all set?” ”Yes Dr, Mike is all prepped and ready” ”Great!” Mike felt a warm hand on his back. ”Hi Mike, I’m Dr X. It’s very nice to meet you.” As he was talking he had moved to the front of the bench pushing a rolling stool with him. He sat down in it and mike found himself looking at the Dr for the first time. He was around his own age with brown hair streaked with grey. Blue eyes and full lips. Very handsome. ”So Mike, I see you have signed the contract, and I’m sure Jason has explained my situation to you. Are you nervous?” ”A little bit” Mike replied. ”Do you still wish to proceed?” ”Yes I do Dr” ”Okay good! I will ask that same question two more times during the procedure. Once before I penetrate you and then again before I ejaculate. If you say yes, we will proceed and if you say no, the procedure will stop at that point. However, I must warn you. Once I begin the procedure, I will be leaking viral pre ejaculate inside of you, so at that point it will still be possible to sero convert. Do you understand that?” ”Yes I do Dr. I understand the risk” “Good! So here’s how this procedure will happen.” As he was saying this he stood up and hooked his thumbs in his scrub bottoms and pulled them down a little. As he did his engorged cock sprang free. It was atleast eight inches and thick, with a mushroom head. I could see the veins running through it. Nice heavy balls hanging below that looked full. He turned slightly so the head was pointing directly at me. I could see pre cum leaking. Mike felt the urge to lick it up. But he refrained. As this was happening the Dr was telling him about the procedure. ”I will ask if you wish to proceed, if you say yes. I will then penetrate you with my penis. It will be done with purpose, but not to inflict any sort of pain.” As he was explaining this, he pulled his scrubs back up and sat down again. ”Once I’m full penetrated, I will allow a little time for you to get adjusted to the girth and length. I will start to trust in and out of you. The thrusts will be full and deliberate to maximize the experience. It usually takes between fifteen to twenty thrusts for me to reach orgasm. Before I do I will ask you one last time if you wish to proceed. If you say yes, I will give my final thrusts. Bury myself completely inside of you and evacuate. I will remain quiet so that you get the full experience of the insemination. You should feel it happening. Once I am finished ejaculating, I will stay inside of you for a few minutes to allow all my semen to leak from me. I will the slowly remove myself from you carful to not remove any semen as I do. After that, I will clean up, Jason will clean you up and then you can get dressed. We will then go through the after care with you. Jason will then take you home. Sound good?” ”Sounds great Dr” “Great! Are you ready to proceed then?” ”Yes please”

Out for a Jog I had actually made it four days without hooking up with anyone and I patted myself on my back to congratulate myself for my new found willpower. After several days of cloudy skies and rain, it was finally a nice warm, sunny day. It was a busy morning with several small tasks that had to get done "right away." Every time I would catch a view of outside I wanted to just drop everything and just go for a walk. It had been so long since I had been outside for anything other than a run to the store that I needed to just get outside and enjoy the city. The more I thought about it the more I was determined to get out today. In the end, I decided to use my lunch break to go for a nice run. Just before noon, I got up and changed into a jock and running shorts. It took a little while to find my shoes and then I started digging through my dresser trying to find a shirt. I finally settled on a sleeveless tee shirt with a tribal scorpion on the front. It was my go to shirt when I went to the bath house or for certain sex parties I'd hit, but I thought it was perfect for today's run. It was a little advertising for the few that might be venturing out and a warning not to get close unless you want to get stung. I put my wireless headphones in, grabbed my phone and key and headed down the stairs to the first floor. I dropped my key off with the doorman and told James that I'd be back in about an hour. As I went out the front door, college boy was just walking up. He was dressed in the same running shorts from a few nights back and a mesh tank along with some really nice Nike running shoes. "Tryin' to stay healthy?" I asked with a smirk. "Yeah, I guess. I just like the freedom it gives me" he replied. "I know, right? It's good to get into the zone and just clear your thoughts as you mindlessly follow the trail" I answered back. "Uh huh. What route do you use? I go south through Washington Park and back. East side first some days and the west side on others" college boy said. "Oh, I head over to the lake and then north to sleazy bush and back" I said. As soon as the words left my mouth I realized I didn't give the proper name of Sloan Beach, but it's nickname in the gay community for the amount of sex that goes on in the bushes between the parking lot and the road. "Never been there. Is it far?" he replied just like if I had said "Sloan Beach" instead. I kind of hoped he had missed my reference, but I figured it was best to just not mention it any more. "No, its almost exactly 5k from door to door. If you're up for another run I can show it to you" I said with a mischievous smile. "Sure, not like I have anything else to do" he replied sarcastically. I walked out to the sidewalk with college boy close behind. 99% of the time, I run alone and prefer it that way. I can pick my pace and not worry if I'm going to fast or slow for the other people. This was a little different since college boy and I already had a dynamic. He would pretty much do whatever I said and I liked it that way. I began my run as soon as we got clear of the building and I took a few side streets over to the lakeshore. The running path over there was nicely paved and I followed it north toward Sloan Beach. There were only a few other joggers out and we could run side by side. I hadn't even turned on any music or podcasts, I was just listening to nature and the quiet city sounds that were now the norm. College boy was keeping up with my pace, which was good since I didn't want to change it. The lake to my right looked peaceful and the roadway to my left looked eerily quiet. We were getting close to the beginning of the park and the running path turned from pavement to crushed stone. I took the right fork and headed toward the beach. No one was out on the beach and the park district hadn't even put the nets on the sand volleyball courts. Curving back around, we hit the north end of the park and there was a large condo building blocking any further route north. Following the path back towards the road, we got close to the wind break that they had planted next to the road. A long row of tall evergreens blocked the view from the road and several clumps of other plantings gave all of us public sex lovers a lot great places to hide in. I spotted one of the better places and peeled off on to the grass, stopping in a little alcove of bushes. "Welcome to 'Sleazy Bush'" I said. "Ever get fucked outdoors?" I asked after a little pause. "What? Uh... no. I don't want to get busted" college boy replied. Chuckling, I pulled him in and then pressed down on his shoulders. He dropped to his knees, knowing what was expected. I'm sure that the prospect of getting another charged load played in part of his decision, too. I knew I was breaking my 3's the limit rule, but there was something about him that made me want to see it through. We were close to the window where he might start showing symptoms, but I also knew enough guys that never experienced the conversion flu. I wondered how I would find out or even if I would find out that my bug had infected him. That was all in the future, now we just had to consummate another raw fuck and get home before anyone found us. He pulled my cock out of my shorts and jock, pulled his mask down and sucked at a fevered pace. It seemed he wanted to get this over with as fast as possible. I wasn't one to waste time with one of these fucks either. The exhilaration of being out in a public park with possibly hundreds of people being able to watch two guys fuck really got me hard. Seeing college boy on his knees with my cock in his mouth helped a lot too. I only let him suck a couple of minutes and then said "I need that neg ass now", emphasizing the last word. My cock slipped from his mouth and he crawled forward as I turned around. Kneeling down on one knee, I tugged on his shorts and pulled them down just far enough to reveal his pale ass, framed by the straps of his own jockstrap. Sliding my mask down, I spit on his hole a few times and rubbed them in with the partially covered head of my cock. I pulled my foreskin back, pressed the my cockhead to his entrance and spit on it another time. A few seconds later, I started plowing inside. If I had known where my first run in two months was going to lead, I would have brought a bottle of poppers and maybe some lube. I guess I was out of practice. College boy seemed to be struggling with the lack of lube and I thought about adding more spit, but if he wanted to get infected a dry fuck would definitely help. My charged precum would make it easier soon enough anyway. His chute had a nice grip on my cock as I thrust in and out, building up to a good tempo. I held his hips firm and gave a hard shove, burying all of my shaft into him. I was planning a few more minutes of drilling before I bred his hungry ass full of toxic spooge. Who knows, he might not even need another load to poz him up but another few shots of my venom couldn't hurt. I resumed drilling him, going a little faster and then slowing down. We were staring at a mostly brown shrub that was just starting to re-emerge from its winter slumber. I usually liked to do these fucks facing the open area instead of having my back to them, but I was just in too much of a hurry to fuck him to turn us around before we started. His ass was feeling good as my precum leaked and I could fuck faster without college boy groaning too loudly. "Well, what do we have here?" I heard over my shoulder. Turning my head I was both relieved and worried. "Oh... Hi, Carlos. How's it going?" I said while almost fully planted inside college boy's hole. My hips had stopped moving the second I heard his voice. "That's Officer Ramirez to you" the cop said in that no-nonsense way that they must teach on day one of police training. "Yes, sir" I replied not wanting to say anything to antagonize him. "At least we're wearing our masks like good, concerned citizens of our lovely city. Buuuut... based on past experience, I'm probably guessing that is where the safe sex ends" the officer said. I was sure I could see a smirk on his face, but I was straining to look at him behind me. I had known Carlos for several years. When his uniform came off he could be one wild fuck and played by his own rules and no one else's. We'd fucked a few times and he was one of the few that ever had fucked me. He was also one of the guys that ghosted on me only to turn up with new or updated profiles months later. Carlos walked closer to us and then crouched down in front of us, right in front of the bush. "Son, are you over the age of consent?" he asked. "Yyyyyes, sir" college boy squeaked out. "Are you out here with this slut, violating a few different laws, willingly?" he then asked. It sounded like entrapment to me, but I wasn't sure we had a choice but to answer. College boy nodded his head, mumbling out "yes." The cop then looked directly at me. "So, have you kept spreading your seed since we used to fuck, slut?" I really didn't like where this was headed, but answered just like college boy had - a nod and a quiet "yes." "You going to knock him up like you did me?" Carlos said with an evil gleem in his eye. "It's just a fuck. A warm hole that needs a hard dick, nothing more" I replied. Carlos let out a short, hard laugh before leaning in to college boy. "You know he's poz, right?" he said in a quiet, inquisitive voice. My cock was still hard and twitched inside college boy's ass. "Yes, sir" college boy said. Officer Ramirez stood there a moment and then said "He's old enough and knows what he's getting into. You both have your masks on, so my job here is about done. One more thing..." We both looked up at him, worried that he was about to call for backup and haul our asses to jail. I could feel college boy shaking below me and I was quivering a little too. "I want a crack at his ass after you've claimed him" Carlos said, standing up. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a card and slipped it between my skin and the strap holding my phone to my arm before he started to walk away. He got ten feet behind me and told us "You got five minutes to finish and get the fuck out of here" and then disappeared. I heard college boy say "Oh fuck!" "Five" I said to myself, continuing with "And hopefully college boy would now be the sixth that I knew I had successfully converted." My cock was even harder now than before we got interrupted. My hips started to rock faster and faster. "You heard him, we gotta get out of here" college boy said while trying to pull away. "He said finish and get out of here" so you better stop trying to crawl away and let me dump another poz load in that ass so we can head back home" I said. He stopped trying to move off and then quickly began to fuck himself back on my cock. The rest was a quick, hard fuck and only a couple minutes later I slammed in and held him tight. My engorged cock was throbbing with an intensity I had rarely experienced. College boy's gut was getting painted with my poisonous semen. My entire body shook with each spurt until it finally stopped. Pulling my cock from his ass, I stuffed my still partially hard cock back into my jock's pouch and then pulled his shorts back up. I gave a quick slap on his butt and then stood up. Looking around, I didn't see any flashing lights or cops running on foot toward us. Still, I didn't want to push it any further and reached down and pulled college boy to his feet. "Come on" I said. We went back to the path and headed south toward our building. We only got about a hundred yards when I saw Officer Ramirez sitting in his squad car watching the running path. I waved as we passed him and even college boy waved. We got about another hundred yards when college boy asked "Did you really do him?" "I guess. I didn't know until just now. There's probably more just like him I don't know about" I replied. "That's so fucking hot" college boy said. We made it another five hundred yards up the path and he then asked "Is he a good fuck?"

I am blessed with a fine extra thik slab of meat that shows great even soft. I am too thick for many guys to take though my own high use hole can accommodate most anything you can think of.

Just got seeded by a dom bear daddy... tall nice beard and fur, ample cock probably between 5-6 but thick. He came in while I was on the phone taking a work call. I was naked, he lubed up my hole and pounded away nice and rough. The person on the other line was none the wiser and he dropped a nice load in me and after he left, I plugged myself up to keep it in me. Hope to find someone to add to it. I needed that.

The fuck flu almost kill me as I spent 5 days in the hospital. I lost weight could not control my body temperature body aches with rashes on my body could not eat. It was the worst 2 weeks in my life health wise. After I had erections like never before as I’m mostly a bottom but now I Wanted to fuck.

Update guys, I've been bred for the first time yesterday. I'm addicted from the first time. Feeling the cum pumped in my ass was amazing, but in overall, sex is way more comfortable as a bottom.

Since it was Mother's day yesterday I went home and spent the day with my mom just hanging out and making her breakfast, lunch and dinner. I'd spent Saturday night being passed around between him and his room mates and it was great. Before I took off for the day my bf put me in panties and made sure my plug was in so I was a contented pussy boy all day while I was home. When I went back over to my bf's house last night his 18 year old room mate was on the couch and I wanted him to fuck me so bad. Bf said it was fine so I went back out to the living room and started making out with his room mate and stroked his dick. I was so horny that I just climbed onto his dick and took it in my ass. It was so intense how powerful his dick felt inside me and I felt like I couldn't ride it hard enough. While I was riding him he said it felt like I didn't lube up and I realized I hadn't. He asked if I wanted to stop and put some boy butter in my ass and I told him no and kept riding until he blew his load. When he pulled out I sucked him clean and realized that my boy pussy was sloppy and wet even though I hadn't been fucked all day. It felt amazing to know that I was so horny that I took his dick with no lube and I wanted it back inside me again so I kept it in my mouth and rubbed my asshole until he said I could climb on again. We had another amazing fuck, then I went down the hall and told my bf what happened. My bf's dick is way bigger so he took it slow but I had two loads in my pussy so I was able to take him with no problem. He pounded me out and we went to sleep but in the middle of the night he woke me up to see if I needed any ointment on my hole or if it hurt. I was fine though, and when his alarm went off I asked him to fuck me again with no lube. He was gentle at first but the more we got into it the harder he fucked me. My pussy lips are swollen and look totally blown out but I've never been prouder of anything in my life.

I’m a complete cumdump slut. I live for having men cum in my holes, or on my body. I’m a very outdoorsy and active guy, and wear little clothing when it’s warm outside (which is all the time in the region I reside). What I do wear is usually skimpy, so men know I’m easy and available. When I’m at work, I get away with tight pants and button up shirts, with a jockstrap (or commando). I used to live in a small town, which made finding cock difficult (except at the local bookstore), so I’d often travel to larger cities to live out my fantasies. Hardly a day went by when I didn’t have at least two cocks shoot their cum deep in me at the adult bookstore. Weekends I was busy, taking anonymous cocks at bookstores, bathhouses, parks, or just hooking up via grindr in bigger cities. What as missing from my life were friends who knew all of me and accepted me. My co-workers did at times stimulate my intellectual curiosities, but I found them to still be rather conservative and at times just dull. In general, friends were hard to come by in my area. Most just didn’t want to delve into politics, science, and society as much as me. Almost all did not want to be friends with a slut, so I kept secret my cumdump antics, and brushed off judgment of my non-work attire by saying I felt restricted by clothing. They bought it, so I kept running with it. When it came to dating….well, it didn’t happen. I hadn’t had a date at all since living in a small town! Why would you date a slut if you weren’t willing to befriend one? Things changed when I was finally able to move to a bigger city and very quickly found those who accepted me as a cumdump. This is the story of how I met my best mates, and even fell in love. PART 1 – A cumdump finds friends surprisingly easily and plans the seduction of his crush… From left to right they are Chad, Stanley, Ryan, Toby, and Steven. I met them at my first ever venture into the gayborhood after moving to the area less than 3 days ago. The bar had a superhero theme night, and I like wearing costumes. I was waiting in line for the bathroom, and the group of them was in line behind me. They were mulling over one of their phones, laughing occasionally. The line progressed, and I stepped forward. One of them - I soon came to know as Chad - saw the opening space and pushed the one dressed as Robin (Toby), who stumbled into me from behind. We didn't fall, but his hands did end up on my shoulder and on my ass. The only barrier between us was my skintight Spiderman costume, as I only wore a jockstrap underneath. Usually, I’d wear less, but I also didn’t have many options since most of my boxes were still unpacked at my new place. "I'm sorry! Are you ok?" he asked. Did he just squeeze my butt? I stepped away from him straightening myself out. "I'm fine. No worries." I replied. "Watch where you're going, Toby!" We turned to see his friends laughing at their friend’s mishap. After some quips between Toby and his friends, he asked formally introduced himself to me. I put my hand out to shake his, "I'm Slade!" Toby introduced himself, then introduced me to the rest of his friends. As we chatted, and discovered common interests, I found myself drawn to Ryan (wolverine). He was so sexy! We all chatted and had a good time until it was my turn in the cue to use the bathroom. I stepped into the available stall, pissed, and walked out to wash my hands. I saw Ryan and Stanley still waiting, and waived at them after I dried my hands. Stanley called me over and invited me to join them the rest of the night. I agreed, thankful I made new friends so quickly. I spent a few more hours chatting with the group afterwards. The loud music made it hard to talk, so we ended up on a patio bar above the venue. Ryan and I connected instantly. He was more than wicked hot, as at one point he seemed to get semi-hard in his yellow tights…holy shit was he huge! Not yet fully hard, he was at least 11 inches! He noticed my gaze on his crotch, but we laughed the awkward situation and kept things g-rated. We discovered we were both actually nerds in our own way, and we spent several hours laughing, exploring new topics, and all together forgetting we were in a group. I really liked Ryan, but assumed he wouldn’t like the real me…the insatiable cumdump slut. Ryan was intelligent, wise, and overall a nice guy. He’d never want me. I resigned myself to having a good friendship with Ryan. Around 2 AM I started to feel tired and excused myself. We all said our goodbyes, and exchanged numbers saying we would meet up again tomorrow night. I started walking away to close my tab at the bar, which was situated just behind where we were sitting. While I was waiting for my turn, I heard Stanley say, “Ryan, he’s cute…and you two couldn’t stop talking with one another…you should ask him out!” Oh shit! They didn’t realize I was still within earshot. This is awkward… “He is cute, but I doubt he’s my type sexually. Ya’ll know what I like. Well, what WE like,” replied Ryan. Toby laughed and loudly announced, “Yea, a cum-filled slut!” They all shushed their loud friend, as I processed the information that they all like cumdump sluts. My face turned red, and my cock started to harden. “He checks all the boxes, but I doubt he checks that one. He’d be a nice new friend though…better than some” replied Ryan. I’m assuming he smirked and glared at Toby. I got lost in thought, momentarily present to hear the group had moved on to meaningless conversation while I finished paying my tab. I got an Uber home and stripped down to my jockstrap, and collapsed on my bed. I lay there digesting what I just heard. Ryan. Loves. Cumdumps. My heart fluttered. I concocted a plan for the following day to make Ryan recognize me as a cumdump, hopefully opening up an opportunity to explore more than just friendship. I drifted off to sleep with a smirk on my face. Waking up the next morning I was hard as a rock, but I decided to do nothing about it. I wanted to cum as Ryan deep-dicked my hole, sloppy from prior use. Instead I researched my new friends…some call it ‘lightly stalking’, but I call it prudent research in this day/age. I discovered them all on grindr, and learned they were all tops. Funny, I thought Steven and Toby were a couple, as were Stanley and Chad. Their profiles were mostly nondescript, but I did notice that all of them left the safe sex section blank. There wasn’t enough to confirm Toby’s announcement that they love cumdumps…so moving forward meant risking a new friendship. I contemplated this as I busied myself with other tasks. I spent the rest of the day unpacking and cleaning. By 5 PM I was mostly done and had made up my mind to take the risk and assume my new friends do love cumdumps. I had read about a nearby forested park men cruised at, so I decided I wanted to go for a run to explore the city more, and to spend some time at that park. I cleaned out my hole and got dressed in ankle socks, sneakers, a black jockstrap, and short, white running shorts split all the way up the side. My athletic bubble butt was spilling out the bottom of the shorts with my straps clearly visible. I decided to not wear a shirt that would cover my toned athletic body. It would just get damp with sweat and be uncomfortable. Stepping outside I hit the pavement, listening to the sounds of the city as I flew by. After 30 minutes, I ended up at the hidden parking lot entrance of a forested park. If I didn’t know to look for it, I would have missed it. There were a few cars around, and feeling curious, I walked towards a large wooden post with a map of the park and was staring at that when from beside me I heard. "You're a fag slut, aren't ya? I can tell from how you're dressed." I whipped my head towards the voice and saw a handsome, athletic man in his early 30s dressed in hiking boots, shorts, and a t-shirt. The man wasn't wrong. I am a fag slut, yet I stuttered from surprise, trying to find something to say as he walked towards me and pointed out a location out on the map. "I'll be there in 2 hours and I want you to be bred by at least a few guys who cruise that area first." He then turned me to a trail next to the sign and pushed me in that direction. I couldn't resist. I complied and walked through the woods, taking turns I remembered from the map. This was perfect, I had planned on meeting the guys – specifically Ryan - tonight with several loads in my hole, so all was going as planned. I knew I was in the right place when I came upon a hot older gentleman playing with his dick through his cargo shorts. My approach caught his attention - first panic, then lust. I licked my lips and he motioned me over. I immediately dropped to my knees and undid his shorts. He was going commando, because out sprung a 9" thick dick. I'm in Heaven. I launched onto his dick and swallow it halfway down my throat. I gagged. Damnit, I’m better than that! I close my eyes and focus for a second, relaxing my throat, and feel his dick slide deeper into me until my lips are at the base of his cock and my nose is in his pubes. "Holy Shit! You are a fucking dream! Fucking hot faggot slut!" he yells. He then grabs my head and starts plowing me as hard as he can. After a few minutes of that, he pulls out of me and I gasp for air as spit drips from my mouth and onto my chest. He tells me to take off my shorts and bend over a tree. I comply, holding my shorts in my hand. He spits a few times on my hole, and then slips his tongue in me as I moan. After a while, I groan, "Fuck me." The stranger stands up and I feel his cockhead at my hole. He applies pressure and enters me. He stops after 2 of his glorious 9 inches are in me, I presume to let me adjust. I smirk as I open my hole and shove back, swallowing his cock to the base with ease. It’s been a few days, but a whore is always ready. We both let out a deep moan. He now senses my hunger and proceeds to fuck me hard. Our sweaty skin slapping with each thrust must have been heard throughout most of the cruising area. I didn't care. I was in heaven. All too soon I felt his cock pulse and his thick hot cum coat my insides. He slowly pulled out of me, and I clenched my hole around his cock so as not to let any cum escape. He slapped my ass and said thank you. I was about to stand up, when I felt another cockhead at the entrance to my hole. I didn’t resist and in one thrust a thick 8 inch dick was buried in my cum-sloppy hole. I moaned as he started to fuck me. I was feeling bliss that sent shivers across my entire body. The second guy also did not last long, no more than a few moments passed before he dropped his man scuzz deep in my hole. When he stepped away, I quickly glanced and saw another handful of men behind me. Smirking, I turned around and pushed my ass out inviting the next man. After the third and fourth guy, I blissed out and lost count of how many men took turns on my ass. Not all had large dicks, but I didn’t care. I was a cum receptacle. I was brought out of my high when the man I met at the park entrance grabbed my head and brought me in to a kiss. He tasted of alcohol and weed, and had clearly returned from a workout. He smelled of sweat. He broke the kiss to ask “how many loads?” “I… don’t… know…“ I mumbled between moans as my hole was being ravaged by another man. He repeated his question to the crowd of men, and the first guy who fucked me was still there and said, “slut took 15 loads so far.” Oh shit! I am definitely primed for Ryan, but I still wanted more. Park entrance guy said, “Excellent! I love cum sloppy holes. Let me in him.” The guy currently fucking my sloppy hole stepped away as park entrance guy pulled out a massive 11 inch dick and plowed into me. I yelled from the sudden pain/pleasure I felt. My yell quickly turned into loud moans as he started to fuck me by pulling his dick out slowly then slamming it back in. After a few minutes of this, he started to pound me hard, and cum was pouring out my hole and down my legs, soaking the pouch of my jockstrap. Men were encouraging him to fuck me harder. Some even came on my legs and back as he thrust deep in me and planted his seed deep in my hole. He stepped away, and someone else was about to take his place, when I stopped them. I needed to get home and prepare for tonight. With my hole barely closing, leaking copious amounts of cum, I slipped on my shorts and raced home, realizing that if I stopped everyone would still smell and see the cum they plastered my back and legs with, and the cum trailing down my legs from my hole. Luckily I made it home quickly and without much incident. I bumped into a handsome older gentleman who was probably left wondering what he was covered in. I tore off my clothing, throwing it in my hamper, and plugged my hole with a large plug and showered. It was a bit after 9:30 PM when I got a group text from the guys. They were planning where to meet to go out. I was ready for this and suggested we go out to a specific bar I had learned about through some research. It was known for having men cruise in one of the bathrooms, which apparently had gloryholes in the stalls. The rest of the guys were indifferent and said OK. I texted Steven and Toby separately asking them for their help in getting ready since they lived together nearby. They said OK and told me they’d be over by 10 PM. When they arrived, I was in nothing more than a jockstrap, still plugged. I saw both their eyes bug out and when I turned after inviting them in, I saw them grinning at one another in the mirror facing my door. I really hope this works! “Thanks guys, I’m just bad at knowing exactly what to wear. Do you want a drink?” They shook their heads no. “Well then, why don’t you follow me to my bedroom?” As they followed me Steven commented on how my apartment looked nice. When we arrived to my bedroom, I stopped right where I had uncharacteristically left a towel on the floor. “I’m so sorry for the mess!” I bent down to pick it up, exposing the plug in my hole. “Holy shit! Are you plugged?” asked Toby. I laughed gently, throwing the towel into the hamper. “Yes, I am. It helps keep the loads in after I’ve been fucked.” This was a risk. I knew they liked cum sluts, but I could lose friends so quickly if they found this too much to handle. I swallowed slowly waiting for a response. They stared at me, then glanced at one another. I couldn’t read their expressions. “How… many loads?” asked Steven. I hesitated for a second. My heart jumped. This was it. “Sixteen” Another moment of silence ensued. Oh shit, my gamble failed! “Guys, I’m sorry-” I was cutoff as Steven rushed at me and kissed me deeply. Toby got behind me and joined our kiss. I reached down to both their cocks, feeling them through their shorts. Wow they were both already hard, and big! Their hands explored my nipples, ass, and cock. I broke the kiss to say, “I’m so happy I learned you all like cum sluts!” “Wait! Explain, what do you mean ‘learned’?” asked Toby. We stopped fooling around for a second and sat on the bed. I told them I was a cumdump, and about overhearing their conversation the prior night. Toby seemed emberassed, but I said I didn’t mind at all since I clearly am a cumdump slut. I told them how connected I felt with Ryan, and assumed he wouldn’t want me until I heard what Toby said about cumsluts. Toby started to get excited and gushed about how this is perfect, and Ryan deserved someone like me. Ryan apparently had been chatting all day with Toby about how much he liked me, and was debating to still ask me out. Toby also explained that he and Steven are a couple, and both tops, but they have a solution they both love, fucking cumdumps regularly. That’s how they met at a bathhouse, constantly competing to get into the same holes. They also met Ryan at the bathhouse, who introduced them to Chad and Stanley – also a top-top couple. Ryan was interested in a more conventional bottom-top arrangement. While the rest of them found love in each other, he always held out for someone who checked his damn boxes. Steven started to mimic Toby’s excitement when I asked them if they thought Stanley and Chad would want to fuck me. They said they know they would, as they also love cumdumps. “I have a plan...but first, I want you to fuck me hard.” Steven wasted no time throwing me back onto the bed, removing his clothing and slipping his cock into my open mouth. Toby, now naked as well, lifted my legs, and yanked the plug out of my hole. Cum rushed out of my hole before I could slam it shut, which he gathered with his hands, and lubed his long 10 inch pole with it. He slammed his cock in me, eliciting a yell that evolved into a groan. They fucked me at both ends for at least 10 minutes until both blew their loads. I slammed my hole shut to hold one in, while swallowing the entirety of the other. I knew I would gape soon, releasing all the cum in me, so I slammed the plug in my hole again. Toby spoke first, “What’s the plan, slutty Slade?” I grinned when he gave me a nickname. “OK, so I picked the bar for tonight because I heard the one bathroom in the basement is heavily used for cruising.” Steven nodded in confirmation. “My plan is to flirt heavily with Ryan and make him want me more, but after a drink I’m going to go to the bathroom, and I am going to take any cock willing to fuck my hole through the gloryholes. I want you all to keep Ryan busy, and don’t let him in the gloryhole bathroom. After an hour of me being gone, send the first of you to come ‘check’ on me, by which I mean fuck me and breed me. Each one returns and tells Michael how you couldn’t find me, but thought you saw someone that looked like me flirting with some guy on the patio, or somewhere else. I want to make him jealous, even angry. But make sure you keep him away from the bathroom.” “Why would you want that?” asked Steven. I smiled and replied, “He will fuck me harder if he’s all revved up from jealousy and anger.” The guys grinned at one another. I continued, “After all of you have fucked me, hang out until Ryan reaches a boiling point, then tell him there is a cumdump in the gloryhole bathroom he should go fuck to let off some steam.” “OK, that’s hot, but how will he know it’s you through a gloryhole?” asked Toby. “He won’t know it’s me. While he’s fucking me, I want one of you to come in to the bathroom and tell Ryan that everyone’s ready to leave for another bar soon, but no one could find me, so you sent me a text in the group chat. Encourage him to breed the cumdump slut on the other side of the gloryhole until he shoots his load. As soon as he’s done, I’m going to plug my hole. I’ll text that I’ll meet you out front, then clean up and join you.” I told Steven and Toby. Steven spoke first, “I don’t get it.” I continue, “Well, when we are walking to the next bar, I want you all to talk about the slut at the gloryhole you all fucked. Be explicit. Then ask me if I got a chance to fuck the cumdump. I’m going to reply… ‘I was the cumdump.’” Toby put his hand on my lower back and just mouthed the word ‘wow’. “Too much?” I asked. Toby replied, “No, it’s hot. I’m curious to see what happens then.” “Me too” I replied. “For now, I should get dressed.” Turning to Steven I asked him to call Stanley and Chad to see if they’re down to join in my endeavor. He left the room with a smile on his face, dialing Stanley. I opened my closet and asked Toby, “What do you think Ryan would want to see me wearing?”

i've been fucked without lube a lot... not always available, so spit does just fine for me, but i'm not into dry fucking. my favorite is a Top who loves sloppy and eats my hole out or manipulates it till it gets that way. i've had some who will really fill my hole with lots of lube, like with a syringe, in order to get it sloppy. It's the idea of a Top making my hole sloppy that is a huge part of the turn on for me, the psychological side of Him opening me up and having the effect of breaking down the resistance of my hole, as it were, and leaving me opened and sloppy as a result. i've had that happen with or without lube. i think it's hotter when He is done that i don't have a pristine hole anymore, that it has obviously been fucked.

Sorry for the delay. Part III – A decision to make The dark wooden door to Assbreeder82’s apartment opened, and Daniel entered a well-designed flat that showed taste and money without being to bold or extravagant. For a moment he stood in the hallway not moving a muscle, taking in all the impressions he could visually see. The apartment was designed mainly around nice pieces of wood, paired with steel and leather. He thought about the usual visitors to this flat. Business partners, friends, family, did any of them suspect Assbreeder82 to be kinky and perverted? He doubted it, this was a perfect front and he seemed to live quite a perfect life at least from what one could see. What would they say if they knew that he sent videos of himself fucking younger guys bareback? A voice snapped him out of his thoughts: Hey fanboy, stop starring and come join me for a drink, will you? Assbreeder82 was already in the larger entrance hall. He’d thrown his suit jacket over one of the larger leather sofas, that stood around an open fireplace in the wall. He grinned as he poured two glasses auf Whiskey, watching Daniel from afar like a cat watching the mouse he was about to play with. There was nothing evil about this look, but a glimpse of excitement and anticipation. Daniel hurried to get rid of his own coat and stepped into the entrance hall himself and getting closer to Assbreeder82, smelling yet again his cologne. He took his glass of Whiskey and looked around. Cheers, to an exciting night – Assbreeder82 said. Daniel raised his glass and emptied it in one sip. Assbreeder82 chuckled while only nipping on his Whiskey. – Well someone is trying to get his courage back. Daniel decided that that was exactly what he should do. The last few minutes, he let himself be intimidated by this beautiful man, this building and this flat, but he was here to have some fun. He decided that he deserved it. Assbreeder82 wanted him here, he kept in touch the last few months, even though Daniel had been a tease in the beginning, so he could allow himself to relax a little. With a little more courage in his voice he asked: Can I have another one of this expensive courage enhancer or would that cost me extra? It’s included in the service, my dear Daniel. Help yourself. Assbreeder82 said pointing at the little Liquor table next to the fireplace and sitting himself down. The courage Daniel thought to have regained faded a little, once he realised Assbreeder82 had yet again used his real name. Nevertheless, he went over to the table and poured himself another drink. He raised his glass, seeing an opportunity to evening the playground and said: Let’s drink to an unusual online acquaintance. Since you seem to know so much about me though, I’d like to know a little about you. Lets maybe start with a real name? Assbreeder82 chuckled yet again, downing his own whiskey now: How conservative of you Daniel, that you want to know the name of the person you are about to have sex with or watch it at least. But fine, lets make a deal I’ll tell you my name if you let me eat your ass? No harm in that right? The risk for my little safe fanboy would be super low and since I am not yet playing with the little twink in the bathroom our other agreement is not yet in place. Daniel hesitated, he only came here to watch, and he wanted to stay out of the action to be safe. The problem was he liked being rimmed, a lot actually and he was quite sure he’d told Assbreeder82 that during one of their online chats. He was conflicted, he really wanted to gain some power here and it felt like the real name of Assbreeder82 was the first step to be in a better position, but then again he’d seen so many videos where the man who now wanted to rim him had done that to the boys he was about to fuck, getting them all wet for his big veiny cock. Daniel was still thinking, when Assbreeder82 simply stood up moved over to him until he was standing right in front of him and leaned forward until his face was directly next to his ear. Calmly he said: Let me makte the decision for you, since we don’t have all day. My name is Mike. Mike the person who now gets to eat your ass until you moan like a little pussy fan boy. Now get naked and let me see that ass! Daniel stood there, shocked and aroused. His hard penis was pressing at his tight trousers and wanted to be released. He’d been dominated in a way he’d never experienced, and he hated it and also loved it so much. Assbreeder82 … Mike was still standing right where he stood when he told him the decision had been made for him and was now watching him intensely, basically telling him with his eyes to start undressing. And that’s what Daniel did. He downed his second whiskey and opened slowly one button after another his work shirt. He made a real show out of it, looking Mike in his eyes. Yes he liked being dominated but he would not be totally intimidated. He wanted to enjoy this, not thinking about the consequences for a moment. Keeping in mind that this was quite safe and nothing bad would happen. When he was only in his white trunks, he started touching his body and his pecs. He was not a muscle god like Assbreeder82 was, but he had a well-defined body. He looked fit and healthy and, in this moment, he just wanted to feel himself. Finally, he pulled down his trunks freeing his 17 cm dick that was already leaking precum and started touching his penis. Stop – Mike said licking his lips Don’t touch yourself fanboy keep your excitement for later. Now honor our deal and show me that ass. He waved towards the couch signalizing Daniel to bend forward, which he did. He felt the cold leather on his skin, felt the heat of the fireplace and then his ass cheeks were spread, and Mike started to eat his pink nearly unfucked ass. He sucked, he chewed and he tonguefucked the boy. Daniel was in heaven he had never felt something like this, it was like Mike sucked all his will all his sorrows out of him and left him feeling only horny and reduced to beeing flash. He moaned, he wanted to touch his cock but the strong hands of Assbreeder82 hold him down and didn’t allow him to. Daniel closed his eyes and so he did not notice the twink standing in the bathroom door, filming the whole scene while Assbreeder82 was holding one thumb up.

Unexpected news from the RIVM, the organization of virus experts which advises the Dutch government (which follows all their advice) said that singles can have ONE sex buddy. They admit that singles are in need of physical contact too. It is allowed under certain conditions, such as agreeing not to see other people and thus be exclusive and stick to the general restriction rules that currently are in place etc. WELL! Good! I have one!

here's a still of my used bred hole dripping male DNA...

Mike was jolted out of his reflection of the past week as the vehicle came to a stop and the engine shut off. He heard Jason speaking from the front of the car. ”Okay Mike, we’re here. I’m Going to come around and help you out and into the office.” ”Okay” Mike replied. He heard the drivers door open and Jason getting out. The door shut, a few seconds later he heard his door open. ”Okay Mike, give me your hand. I’ll help you out and into the office.” Mike reached out and felt Jason take his hand. He stepped out of the vehicle and felt Jason leading him along. ”There’s a curb here Mike, so step up. There you go. Okay I’m going to open the door and then we’ll head in.” Mike heard a key in a lock and then a door opening. He felt Jason grab his hand again and start to lead him forward. He knew he was definitely in a Dr’s office, it had that smell to it. Jason led him through a couple of turns and then they stopped. Mike heard a door close and then Jason spoke. ”Okay Mike, we’re in the procedure room, you can remove the blindfold now.” Mike took the blindfold off and looked around. He was definitely in a Dr’s office, the room looked like a typical exam room, but it was bigger. Looking around he saw a counter with a sink, cabinets above. A couple of chairs. Blood pressure cuffs and other exam tools. As he turned, he expected to see an exam table, but instead he saw a weird looking bench. It had multiple flat surfaces on it covered in vinyl padding. There was a larger pad on the top and on either side there were narrower pads. As Mike puzzled over it. Jason saw his confusion and told him what it was. ”This is the procedure table, We’ll have you kneel on these lower pads on the bench, then lay forward with your chest on the top pad and your arms on either side. We can also raise and lower the bench for optimum penetration.” ”Gotcha!” Mike replied ”Well let’s start with the usual, height, weight, blood pressure.” ”Okay” Jason had Mike step over to the scale and step on it. Marked his weight then used the built in ruler to check his height. ”Okay Mike, have a seat in a chair and I’ll get your temp and blood pressure.” Mike sat down and Jason went through both checks and marked them down. He then opened a drawer and pulled out a binder with some paperwork in it. ”Alright, so this is a contract we’ll need you to read through and sign. I’ll give you some time to go through it and after we will start getting you ready. Okay?” ”Sounds good, thanks Jason” ”Anytime! I’ll be back in a bit” With that, Jason left the room. Mike opened the binder and started reading. The contract basically stated that the recipient “Mike” was here under his own free will and was aware that he was going to be inseminated with a high viral load of HIV positive semen. And that although the procedure would most likely lead to contracting HIV, it was not guaranteed. It also went on to state that the recipient would not discuss the specifics or the procedure in general with anyone outside of this office. Mike read through the rest of the contract, there was nothing he wouldn’t expect to see. On the last page there was a box for his signature and date. He filled in both and closed the binder. Well this is it! He thought, he was about to take his first unmediated load of cum. His cock was rock hard and leaking precum in his briefs. Jason came back in the room a few minutes later. ”All finished?” He asked ”Yep, all finished and signed” “Great! So let’s go ahead and get started with prepping. I’m going to have you disrobe and get on the bench.” Mike started to remove his clothing, pulling his shirt over his head, then kicking his shoes off. Next came his shorts, then socks. He left his boxer briefs for last. He could see his hard cock straining to spring free. Jason noticed his bulge. ”I’m glad to see you’re so excited about this Mike!” He said laughing. “Nothing to be embarrassed about, even though this is a clinical setting, it’s still erotic” “Yeah, I’m definitely turned on right now” Mike replied. He hooked his thumbs in his briefs and pulled them off. Standing there naked. Jason looked him over and winked at him. ”Very nice Mike! Okay I’m going to have you lay on the bench, go ahead and kneel on the lower pads and lay forward putting your chest on the top pad and your arms on the pads just below on the side pads. I will then adjust the pads so you’re comfortable. Okay?” ”Okay” Mike replied. He stepped over to the bench and mounted the bench as Jason explained. Jason followed him over and stepped on a pedal on the floor, Mike felt the bench start to rise up until he was about level with Jason’s chest. He moved to the front of the bench and reached under the arm pads, he slid two L shaped bars out from under them and turned them 90 degrees. ”You can hold on to these during the procedure so you don’t feel like you going to go flying off. Okay I’m going to have you lift yourself up so you’re just kneeling on the lower pads.” Mike pushed himself up so he was kneeling on the bench, he heard Jason open a drawer behind him and then shut it. He walked back over and Mike saw he was holding a condom in his hand. ”I’m going to put this on you in case you ejaculate during the procedure, we like to get a specimen before you leave.” ”What do you use it for?” Mike asked. ”Well the Dr’s one regret is that he will not be able to father children, so he collects a specimen from all of his clients in case they decide later down the road they might want a child, we will then have a clean specimen to work with. I know you’ve had a vasectomy, but we like to keep a sample from all patients.” ”Okay” Mike replied. Jason put some surgical gloves on and then opened the condom wrapper. He placed the end over the head of Mikes cock and started to roll it down. Mike let out an involuntary groan as he felt it cover his length. ”Little excited aren’t we?” Jason said laughing and winked at mike again. “Okay go ahead and lean forward again.” Mike lay back down on the bench. He felt Jason reach under him and grab his cock to reposition it under the bench. ”Okay Mike, now I’m going to shave around your anus so we have a completely clean area for the procedure, just relax okay?” ”Ummm Okay?” Mike replied a little apprehensive. He heard the sink turn on and cabinets opening. Then things being placed on something metal. He looked back and saw Jason rolling a metal cart over with shaving cream, a razor, and a container of water. ”The shaving cream will probably feel a little cold when I apply it, so just be ready for that. I’ll let you know before I do it though okay?” ”Okay” Mike turned his head back around and heard Jason squeezing water out of something then a warm cloth was gently rubbing his ass cheeks and then he felt it running over his hole. The warm cloth was removed and he could feel the cool air hitting his ass. He shivered a little, then he heard the sound of the shaving cream shooting out of the can. ”Okay, this will feel a little cold” Mike felt the cold cream on his ass cheeks being spread around, then he felt it being spread in his crack and over his hole. Jason stepped away and Mike heard the sink turn on as Jason rinsed his hands, then walked back over. He heard the sound of the razor swishing in the water container and then Jason started to expertly shave his ass. He made quick work of it with sure strokes and delicacy around his hole. Before mike knew it Jason was rinsing him off with the warm wash cloth again. As quick as the process was, Mike felt the experience was one of the most erotic things he’d had done in a long time. ”Okay, all finished with that Mike, now I’m going to apply some lube and insert a small camera to look in your rectum, we want to make sure your completely clean inside.” He heard Jason removing just gloves and throwing them in the trash receptacle, then the sound of new ones going on. More drawers and cabinets opened, more sounds of things being placed on the cart. He heard Jason roll the cart back over and then his gloved hand on his shaved butt. ”The lube will feel cold and so will the camera. You shouldn’t feel any discomfort though during this okay?” ”Okay” Mike said shaking his head also. He heard the top of the lube opening and then a few seconds later the coldness of the lube on his hole. He felt Jason spread it around a little bit and then felt pressure as Jason Inserted his finger inside of him. He swirled it around a coupe times and then removed it. ”I’m going to insert the camera now. It will only take about thirty seconds to look, just relax and breath evenly okay?” ”Yep! I’m ready” Mike felt the coolness of a metal object on his anus, then pressure as Jason started to insert it. He felt it go past his inner sphincter and stop. He could feel it moving around inside of him as Jason looked. He then felt it retracting from him. ”Perfect!” Jason said. “All clean and it looks like the cleansing did its job, your rectum is definitely red and irritated a little. Is it uncomfortable?” ”Honestly, no. I don’t feel anything.” ”Perfect” Mike felt the warm cloth on his hole again as Jason wiped the lube away. ”Alright Mike, just lay there and relax, I’m going to clean this stuff up here and when the Dr comes in I will apply some more lubricant for the procedure and then the Doc will go over how things will happen. Okay?” ”Yeah! Sounds good to me”

Haha yeah it’s great when this happens. Although I do also love the feeling of a guy squirting lube on my hole and knowing he’s going to pound me. Unfortunately some tops are super sensitive and can’t manage it. Are your bf and his room mate cut? I’ve had uncut guys have trouble with the amount of friction.

The rest of the weekend flew by hanging out with friends and the kids. Monday was a blur with work and before Mike knew it Tuesday was here. He started the day as usual. 20 mile ride, shower, breakfast, and then off to work. The morning flew by with projects and meetings, just after lunch his phone started ringing. Looking at it he saw Jason’s number. Mikes heart started racing as he answered the phone. ”Hello” ”Hi Mike! This is Jason calling from Dr. X’s Office. Is this a good time?” ”Yes, I’m just finishing up lunch.” ”Great! Well we have all the tests back and they are all good, so we can proceed with your appointment on Saturday if you’re still wanting to move forward.” ”Yes, absolutely! Thank you for letting me know” ”Anytime Mike. Okay so we are delivering the prep package to your house and it should be there this afternoon. Please follow the directions in the box.” ”Okay” ”Will you still be able to take Friday off?” ”I already did, I figured a three day weekend either way” Mike said laughing “Great! So on Saturday morning, I will pick you up at 8 AM. Then we will go to the office. Sound good?” ”Yeah that sounds great Jason. I’m looking forward to it.” ”Perfect! I’ll see you Saturday morning Mike. Take care now and if you have any questions about the the prep package, please don’t hesitate to call” ”Thanks. Talk to you soon” ”Bye Mike” Putting his phone down, Mikes stomach was fluttering with nerves and excitement this was happening. He was going to take his first known viral HIV load. His mind was racing the rest of the day, he could hardly concentrate on his work at all. Every time he thought about Saturday, his cock would start to swell. Finally 5 O’Clock rolled around and Mike headed home. As he pulled into his driveway he saw a box by his front door, getting out of his car he grabbed the box and headed inside. After getting settled for the evening, Mike grabbed the box and opened it. Inside he found an envelope and an enema bottle. Reading the instructions, Mike found that the bottle contained a special solution that would help cleanse as well as slightly irritate the lining of the rectum. He was to cleanse internally as normal throughout Friday and in the evening use the enema solution. The rest of the week seemed to drag on, Mikes mind was always wandering to Saturday and what was going to happen. He knew that physically it wouldn’t feel any different, but emotionally he wondered how he would react? Knowing that he was taking a highly viral load inside of him. His life would be altered at that point. After what felt like weeks, Friday finally arrived, Mike started his day as usual, 20 miles, shower. He refrained from breakfast and stuck to coffee and juice. He figured he would follow his normal routine before he planned to have an excursion at the book store or cruising spots. He spent the day relaxing and periodically cleansing and that evening he used the enema bottle from the package. Laying in bed that night. Mikes mind raced with thoughts of what tomorrow would be like. What exactly would happen? His cock was hard as a rock and he wanted to stroke it so bad, but he refrained as requested. He finally dosed off into a dream filled sleep with operating rooms and doctors inserting dildos and butt plugs into men’s rectums.

“Hi Mike, I’m Jason Dr X’s assistant. Very nice to meet you” ”Nice to meet you too Jason, please come in” Mike held the door open for Jason, as he stepped inside. “This shouldn’t take too long Mike, I just need to collect a few samples and we will go over what to expect on Saturday. Assuming all the STD panels come back good. I know you said you haven’t caught anything, but we just want to make sure.” ”I completely understand” Mike replied. ”Kitchen table work okay for what we need?” He asked as he led Jason into the house. ”Yep that works perfect!” Mike led Jason to the kitchen and pulled a couple of chairs out. Jason removed a backpack from his shoulder and set it down while taking a seat. Mike followed in his own chair. ”Okay Mike, first thing and I hope you don’t mind. I need you to sign an NDA before we go any further. “ ”What is the NDA for?” Mike asked “Basically states, that you won’t discuss or disclose anything we talk about today or the procedure. The Dr likes to keep this on the quiet side and does not want details to be shared in the public” ”Okay, I can completely understand that” Jason pulled a folder from his bag and removed a document from it. He also grabbed a pen and handed them to Mike. Reading them over Mike signed and dated them, sliding them back to Jason, he put them back in the folder. ”Okay, now we can do the blood draws and other samples we’ll need Mike.” Jason started pulling tubes and containers out of his backpack. “So I’ll take two blood draws, a mouth swab, a urine sample, and just before I leave I’ll need a semen sample.” ”What’s the semen sample for?” Mike asked, feeling a little embarrassed. ”Well you stated that you’ve had a vasectomy, so the Dr. just wants to make sure you are still swimmer free”. ”Ah, yeah that makes sense” Jason started the process of the blood draws and as he did, he started to give Mike some background on the Dr. “Dr. X, and yes, he is a real Doctor. He’s been a general practitioner for about 10 years now. He spent a year in Africa doing Doctors Without Borders. While there he contracted HIV. Unfortunately, his particular strain is med resistant, so he does everything he can to stay healthy. There is a whole story behind this, but it is his to share. (*hint*). The idea behind his insemination procedure started when he had a patient come in with flu symptoms. The gentleman was obviously not feeling well, but he was actually happy and asked the doctor for an HIV test. Confused the doc asked him why that made him happy. The patient went on to tell him that he had been chasing HIV for over a year and letting anyone with it have sex with him bareback. He went on to explain that he knew he sounded crazy, but he truly wanted to have this, it spoke to him on a very deep level and he felt it was the next step in his journey of life and once he had it. Somewhere down the road he would like to share it with someone else who felt the same way. To be able to pass on his DNA and keep it living. So basically, that is where the idea for the insemination procedure started. The doc liked the idea of passing on his DNA, but he would only do it with individuals that were absolutely positive about it and were looking to further their own journey. Like you Mike” While Jason has been talking about this, he had drawn my blood and swabbed my cheek. Now he asked ”Think you can give me a urine sample?” ”Sure” Mike replied. Taking the cup, he went into his bathroom and filled it up. His mind was completely racing with all the information that he had received so far. Screwing the company back on, finished up and washed his hands. He brought the cup back to Jason. Jason started talking again. “Okay so, here’s what to expect now Mike. We will have the results back for all the tests by Tuesday, so once they are in I will give you a call. At that time assuming everything is good, we will send over a kit that you will need to use on Friday. Do you think you can take Friday off by chance? You’ll be on the toilet a lot.” ”Yeah, I can take Friday off. What is in the kit?” ”It’s basically a smaller version of a colon cleanse, just to make sure your completely cleaned out for the insemination. We have found it really helps because not only are you completely empty, but it also slightly irritates the lining for better reception of the semen. So on Saturday morning, I will pick you up at 8 AM. Once in the car I will ask you to put on a blindfold, this is just so we can keep the location of the office anonymous. Once in the office and in the room, the blindfold can be removed. At this point, you’ll do a little paperwork , then I’ll have you disrobe and get on the stand. I’ll prep you for the procedure. Then at 10 AM, the doctor will come in, he will explain the whole procedure, what to expect and what happens. He will perform the procedure, then after it is complete I will clean you up. You can then get dressed and I will take you home, blindfolded again. We will go over the aftercare while you are at the office also okay?” ”Yeah, that all sounds good, I’m really excited and kind of nervous too” “No worries Mike, any other questions you have at the moment?” ”Umm I don’t think so” ”I threw a lot of information at you, so if you think of anything, let me know. I’m really happy to answer any questions. So we’re about done here. Except for the semen sample. You ready for that?” ”Umm yeah I guess, kinda weird doing that with you here” Jason laughed. “No need to be embarrassed Mike, We’re just a couple of guys. Here stand up quick.” Mike stood up and before he could even say a word, Jason grabbed his gym shorts and pulled them down. And In the next moment he had Mikes cock in his mouth. He was taken completely off guard, but then that all went out of his head as Jason worked his cock over with his expert skills, Mikes head tilted back as a moan escaped from his lips. Jason definitely knew what he was doing. Mike was in heaven as he felt his cock going down the back of Jason’s throat, Mike knew he would cum fast if he kept that up and Jason must have read his mind because he kept the deep throating up. Mike looked down at Jason as he bobbed his head up and down his shaft. “I’m getting close” he mumbled. Jason grabbed the cup from the table, never missing a beat as he sucked Mikes cock. ”Oh god! I’m gonna cum!” Mike yelled Jason pulled off his cock and put the head in the specimen cup and he stroked Mikes cock. Mike let out a loud groan as the first shot of cum exploded from his head. More followed as Jason slowly milked him completely. He felt mike shudder and then released him from his grip. ”There we go!” He said as he stood up. “See that was easy” He laughed as he looked at Mike. Mike looked back at him. “Wow! That was amazing!” ”Holding the specimen cup up, Jason said. “This reminds me, no more for you this week. Please refrain from a sexual activities including masturbating. Doctors orders! Now I need to get going, we need this specimen fresh for examination.” With that, Jason packed everything up in his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. “Remember, if you have any questions please get in touch with me. I’m happy to answer anything.” Jason started walking towards the door, and Mike followed him, still a little dazed from the head he just received. Reaching around Jason, he grabbed the door and opened it for Jason. ”Okay, I’ll be in touch on Tuesday” ”Okay, sounds good! Thanks for everything Jason!” Looking back, Jason smiled and winked at him. “Talk to you soon”

Intrigued. Mike contemplated the ad, he loved the idea, but figured the guy was no where near him. Checking the profile he found the location to be empty. Still he thought, he really liked the idea of what this guy was offering. Deep in his soul he knew this was the next step for him. The offer would give him the chance of know who and when it happened and he really liked the no nonsense clinical aspect of it. Mike figured what the hell, I’ll message the guy and see what happens, most likely will never hear back anyway. Mike clicked on the message button. “Hello, my name is Mike, I saw your ad for insemination services and was very intrigued. I have been Bareback bottoming for guys for a long time now and have so far not contracted anything. I know it’s a matter of time before I’m stung with a viral load. Deep down I truly want to have it happen, but I would like to know when and how it happens. Hope that makes sense. I am not am not looking for this because I feel I deserve it, or because I want to start stealthing other guys. I just know in my heart that this is something I truly desire. I honestly appreciate your clinical approach to helping others. It really strikes a cord with me and I feel like it’s the perfect way for me to be inseminated. I hope to hear back from you in the near future. I can be reached at xxx-xxx-xxxx Thank you for your time and consideration. Mike”

I went to Pig Week last year. I had been on PrEP for a while but part of me really wanted to get pozzed. I was sorta playing games with taking my PrEP – only taking it on days I went to the gym or took loads. My doctor wasn't happy about it, but I told him I took at least 4 a week, which is what they say gives you protection. Well, the week before Pig Week was busy and with Thanksgiving and getting stuff done, and I arrived in Ft. Lauderdale having only taken three the week before and none the last two days. Pig Week was scheduled to start on Saturday, but I got there the day before. I wanted to get things started off right with a gangbang in my motel. I billed it as a conversion party and told all the tops to pretend they were toxic, even if they weren't. I figured since I was on PrEP nothing would actually happen. Then again I hadn't taken my pills the last couple days, but that risk sorta turned me on. The gangbang went well. I had over a dozen guys show up I think. Since I was blindfolded I wasn't quite sure. I counted 15 times guys blew their load in my ass, but I'm pretty sure some of those were repeats. Their poz talk got pretty aggressive with the guys standing around egging whoever was fucking me to poz me. They kept going on about how toxic the loads were and that this was the night I was gonna become poz. I loved it and kept begging for their dirty loads telling them to knock me up and poz my hole. After the gangbang I was hungry for more, so I headed to Clubhouse II to take more loads. Stayed there about 3 hours and got 8 more loads. But even after 23 loads, I was hungry for more, so I headed to Slammer where guys loved my cummy hole and dumped 5 more loads in. It was the best night of my life, sexually, and I headed back to the motel on a high. I always take my PrEP before going to bed, so when I got back to the motel I grabbed the bottle and something seemed wrong. It was too light. I opened it and there were no pills inside. Just a note saying "Stop playing games. You clearly want to be poz, so just let it happen." I was a bit numb. There I was with 28 loads of cum in my ass, some of which was probably toxic, and I didn't have any PrEP, and hadn't taken any in a few days. There was nothing I could really do. I'd already paid in advance for most of the vacation. It's not like you can just go into the pharmacy and ask for more Truvada – even if I could get them to fill the script, it's really expensive (it's not like insurance was gonna pay twice for the same meds). But the note was right. I did wanna be poz. So as it all sank in I realized this was the week I was gonna become poz, so I might as well make the most of it. I went to bed pretty conflicted, but also sorta excited. I mean what better week to bug chase than Pig Week? That next week I went to every sex party I could. Basically I was a slut and spent every waking hour hunting for and taking dick and loads. I spent HOURS at the bathhouses. I think I took over 200 loads. I mean I literally let anyone and every one fuck me. A lot of the sex parties were filmed and I made a point of getting my face in as many shots as possible. If I was gonna do this, I was gonna do it right and become a public cumdump. I couldn't exactly say "poz me" in a porn video, so I'd say stuff like "Give me that dirty load", and "Knock me up Daddy!", and "Make me yours…" Some of the tops didn't get what I was trying to say, but a few clearly did. It seemed to really motivate them to dump their load in my ass. I think guys were talking behind my back as well, but I wasn't sure what exactly was being said of me. But I'd have these random guys show up at my door saying "I hear you're taking all loads – I wanna breed you" and then not take no for an answer. The last night this car pulled up as I was getting back to my motel. A hot daddy rolled down the window and said "get in, slut"… I recognized him from a couple of the parties. He'd dumped a few loads in me. I was wiped by this point, but didn't ask questions. I just got in. 15 minutes later we were at someone's house. There were a bunch of cars parked around it. We went in and in one room there was a bed and about a half dozen guys. I recognized all of them from the parties I'd been to, bathhouses, and even 1-on-1s at my room. Then one of the guys told me that one of the tops who was there had been at "my so-called conversion party" and noticed the Truvada in the bathroom and realized I was faking it. They were really glad I made the most of it and been a proper bug chaser the past 10 days. But since the PrEP was now probably out of my system, it was time to have real conversion party – the one I should have had at the beginning of the week. The guy also said that all the tops there had viral loads over 10,000, one had a viral load over a million. One of the tops even had a Truvada resistant strain – so even if I'd found a way to get more PrEP they would have made sure I wound up poz (they really don't like guys who do fake conversion parties). I knew it was actually more like 12 days I'd been off Truvada, and hadn't taken it every day before that. I doubt I had much of any protection – and here I was about to knowingly take toxic loads from a half dozen guys. This was my time to get pozzed… (If it hadn't happened already.) I got on the bed as instructed, on my belly, and each of the guys fucked me one after the other. About half the guys gave me a second load. There was a fair amount of poz talk, but it just didn't seem quite as necessary when you know it's the real thing. And the best part was they got it all on video. When it was over I laid there with 9 or 10 highly toxic loads marinating in my ass. A few of the guys stayed around. One told me they weren't done with me yet. They tied me to the bed face down so I couldn't roll over. "We don't want any of the loads coming out" was the explanation. Then another guy came into the room and pulled out a tattoo gun and proceeded to give me a biohazard tramp stamp. When he was done the host said "Now everyone will know you're a poz slut every time you bend over and you're shirt pulls up a bit. Every time you go to the beach, or change your clothes at the gym. You're a marked man now." I tried to sleep that night, but too many emotions were going through my head, and I couldn't really get comfortable since I was tied to the bed. Plus, every hour or two someone would come in and dump another load in me. So even if I was sleeping, I'd get woken up. But by that time they were actually a bit tender with me, calling me their "poz brother". Late the next morning they let me go with a warning – "Stay off meds for at least two years. We stole your PrEP, we'll find a way to steal your HIV meds if you go on them. Make us proud and pass on the strains we gave you! If you don't, we'll release the video of you begging to get pozzed." About a week and a half later I came down with the fuck flu. Pig Week had indeed made me into a proper pig! And there's videos of it all! If only guys knew that I was getting pozzed in those videos they're watching online… And the best part is I found out my strain is resistant to PrEP, so I can knock up Truvada Whores who think they're protected Gotta say, being poz is fun! I'm glad that guy stole my PrEP and made me embrace my destiny…

so im bi-curious and only bottomed once and loved it. that was a few weeks ago and i overhead one of my gay friends say i had a nice ass, I've known this guy for a few years since he was friends with my ex gf. we were at a party at his house and everyone left. he asked if i needed a taxi to go home. i was really direct and said but i did hear you think i have a nice ass. he was tipsy too and said "what can i say, im a gay guy but would never try to pull anything on you." i said "well i've only bottomed once before and loved it." he said "bro you gotta be kidding me i had no idea lol." and i got kinda too aggressive and pulled my pants down saying "what if i wanted you to stick your dick up my ass?" he was so shocked and said "omg yes lets get you cleaned out and get you ready. you're gonna love this." he was still so surprised and said "fuck i cant believe this is happening." i got ready and then took him to a bedroom, slid down my pants and said "this is where you dick is going. and i want it bare too." i bent over the bed for him and said im ready. then i felt his rock hard dick trying to slide in me. i said "babe its almost in, you got this!" and then i felt it......his bare dick went all the way up my ass and i got such an adrenaline/dopamine rush from it. having my good gay friend's dick up my ass was sensational. he told me my ass felt amazing which turned me on so much. honestly i felt kinda closer to him because he was so nice and gentle with me. but what really got me excited as fuck was when he said he was about to cum inside me. i was like "holy fuck babe cum in my ass i want it so bad" and then i felt his dick throbbing and swelling inside me. it actually opened my ass up a little wider and all i could say to myself was "fuck yes my gay friend is cumming in my ass and i fucking love it." he said hes down to do it again next week and i asked him "are you sure i didn't make things weird for us" and he said "fuck no are you kidding? that was awesome. i never could've imagined you'd be into this. your ass is so nice and tight i can't wait to stick it inside you again," is it rare the a guy like me could love the feeling so much when it's only his second time? i mean it barely hurt at all and made me feel so hot to be doing it.

Most of us go looking for anonymous kinky fun, that's right. Kinky fun may include stuff that not everyone is comfortable with, like barebacking and anonymous stealthing.

I feel the Same way what a wonderful story this is the type of fertility clinic all chasers should go to all natural

I"m sure there is more to this story? How about continuing with after Lyle is left in motel room with sketchy friend? How about continuing the story with his loads till he became thin and an escort? Awesome story....

We are indeed at an interesting crossroads in this crisis, and it seems to me that gay men (in line with much of the rest of society) are starting to fall into two camps. One camp seems to think that the strictest lockdown possible should remain in place until either the virus is completely suppressed or a vaccine comes along. The other camp seems to think it’s time to start getting back to our old lives regardless. Followers of this thread are most likely to be more cautious and fall into the first camp. Less cautious members of BZ are probably not following this thread, and are more active elsewhere on the site. Personally, I think it’s too late to suppress the virus, at least in Western Europe and the USA. Even countries that have done well on that front so far are in all likelihood going to have to deal with future waves and further control measures, unless they want to isolate themselves completely from the rest of the world. And I’m not confident that a meaningful vaccine is going to become available any time soon. Which means we are all going to have to live with this disease and accept its presence in our communities, and just try to keep it to manageable levels. Does this mean I won’t risk having sex ever again? Of course not. It’s all about individuals finding a level of risk that is acceptable to them. And before anyone jumps down my throat about this being different because the risk can be passed on to others, the same can be said every time you get behind the wheel of a car and drive it along the highway. Just because this is a new risk does not mean that we don’t already make similar judgments in our everyday lives. I’m not necessarily saying that now is the right time, but at some point we are all going to have to come out from under the duvet and face life again, with all its inherent risks. I shall probably be ready to do this sooner rather than later: one thing my partner’s recent death from cancer taught me is that it’s later than you think and life is for living.

I got back home Monday from spending the weekend in Phoenix with the guy I met on Scruff back in early March. Turns out that I had to do the 4 hour drive, because the flight I was going to take cancelled. But, we do what we gotta do to get laid, right? I got to his place at noon on Saturday, and of course we immediately got naked and fucked. It's been about 3 weeks since I've seen him, and my ass was very tight for his girthy 8 inches. Normally I'd have him slide in really slow, giving me a chance to adjust. But I love to have him go in balls deep, making my ass hurt in what's a very pleasurable way. It didn't take long for him to unload. But he stayed hard and kept slowly stroking while we were making out. Before long he picked up the tempo and started pounding me really hard. And I got a second load out of him. We then had a nap, ordered dinner, watched some Netflix, and of course fucked again before going to bed. Sunday he was up fairly early to go play tennis for a couple of hours. I slept in and had some coffee before he came home. Sunday we spent just hanging out until the afternoon when he went for a nap. While he was sleeping I went to the grocery store to buy some things to cook for dinner that night. We cooked, had dinner and a couple of cocktails, and some more Netflix. We went to bed fairly early so we could fuck before falling asleep. I straddled him and rode his dick for a while before getting his load. We were making out and he rolled me onto my back, pushed my legs up, and slid into me again. Another hard pounding and he delivered a second load. I jerked off during the second fucking and came shortly after he did. It wasn't long before be both fell asleep. On Monday, he was up before I was and getting ready for his work from home day. Once his calls started at 8, I got myself showered and packed. I was ready to leave at 9:30 and he was in between calls at that point. So we said our goodbyes and I started the 4 hour drive home. It was a nice weekend...it almost seemed date like. We've been texting every day since my visit in April, and have continued to chat daily. With the pandemic flight adjustments, I don't have any Phoenix trips in May either, but I have the end of the month off. I may travel in again for another weekend, time will tell.

It’s definitely more about the cock than the face for myself.

I admit it I am a faggot come dump who loves a dick in my hole and their balls slamming against my taint. I want my hole so stretch out that I can sit on a traffic Cone with ease.

Once had a bf that told me the first day we met he wanted a bf that always had his cum in him. I thought it was a hot fantasy. We dated and as things got serious he made it clear he expected to fuck me daily a few times and always have cum in my hole. It took some getting used to not always being "prepped" and getting fucked literally when he wanted. There were often moments that could have been embarrassing but luckily nothing outrageous. He wasn't hung but he could cum 3-8 times a day. Riding with him and him pulling over somewhere to "get into position" if I didn't react quickly enough so he could unload was hot and sometimes inconvenient. We kissed, he was romantic and nice, but rarely touched my dick and just with his hand. I was his receptacle and he said so. If I leaked he'd just smirk and tell me he has more. Fuck, wish he was still here.

A number of things ... the initial penetration as a top first pushes into the bottom's hole, hearing him grunt as he unloads inside, the bottom's initial look of strain giving way to pleasure as the top begins to fuck him. Bed sheets covered in cum and a bottom who gives himself up for cock after cock.

I know she'll never see this but I just want to say Happy Mother's day to my mom. She's my best friend and I feel so lucky to be her son. She held me and rocked me when I cried as I came out to her She never made me feel anything but loved. So Happy Mother's Day, mommy. I love you the most 👩‍👦💐 ❤️

After reading how many tops bred these bottoms I probably shouldn't post this. But I was out of town, arranged meeting a top to fuck me. We hit it off, nice guy but he wanted it safe. I went along--a fucks a fuck. After he left I sent a text saying thanks. He wrote he was surprised I could handle his dick because he's so long. A couple messages later he said he knew I wanted his load, asked if I would take a friend or two of his who breed, said they were similar in age build etc and dicks were a little thicker. I said ok. They came into my hotel room door unlatched per their request face down and they both used and bred me a few times, literally like a sexdoll I was just a hole to use and breed til they were finished. Besides moving my leg there was no real communication. It was this super sexual night like being in a bath house getting bred. They left finally. In the morning there's a message on my phone from my first top with a photo they sent right before they left of my used wet gaped hole!

Part II Fantasies are a place were lots of things are allowed – some of them should stay fantasies though The address Daniel was given, was not far from his apartment. He took a taxi anyway, since he was somewhat excited and didn’t trust himself with his bike. When he arrived he was standing in front of one of the newly build buildings in town, the ones that were most certainly out of his price-range and would probably never be affordable for him unless he inherited a ton of money from a rich aunt he didn’t know of. When he entered the building, he was greeted by a concierge wearing a formal uniform in black and red, including a matching hat. A golden name tag had “Peter” written on it and was attached on a well-tailored front pocket on his uniform. Daniel considered Peter rather attractive. He must have been only a little older than him, but his posture and this surrounding gave him a glance of elegance that Daniel was lacking even though he was wearing one of his good work shirts. God evening sir, what brings you here tonight? How may I assist you? The concierge said. Daniel didn’t quite know what to answer to this. Telling Peter that he came to this address because a guy from an online dating platform whom he had never seen in real life but only in videos where he fucked his semen in young unprotected asses, commanded him here to watch him have sex, didn’t seem like a good option. The concierge was already raising one of his ginger eyebrows when Daniel mumbled: Ergh… I am here to visit a friend. The concierge was scanning Daniel from head to toe, his eyebrow still raised. He clearly thought he was lying or at least not telling the whole truth, which was the case. And what is the name of this friend, sir? I’d like to let him know you are here. Daniels was sweating now, in his rush to get to the address he had gotten from “Assbreeder82” he didn’t even realise he did not know what his last name was. This was embarrassing, he didn’t know what to do. Leave, and text “Assbreeder82” what he was supposed to do? He would feel dumb doing that. Or tell the concierge that he didn’t know the name of his “friend”. He could feel Peter starring at him. Then suddenly the familiar sound of an arriving elevator distracted Peter for a moment. Daniel turned around and was heading for the door, this seemed to be the best option. Just before he opened the door though, he looked back and froze. There in the elevator that had just arrived on the ground floor stood “Assbreeder82”. He had never seen his face before, but he knew this body and the way he moved. He was wearing a black casual suit, with a white button-down shirt, that complemented his muscle-daddy body quite well. Daniel was standing there just starring at the men he had fantasised so much about. He was fascinated by him. The neatly trimmed beard that had the same black tone as his chest hair had in all the videos he saw. His dark brown eyes and most importantly that cheeky little grin that he was wearing so well. This was a man of confidence and he did not hide it, nor did he need to. Peter was just greeting “Assbreeder82” but Daniel couldn’t understand the name he was saying because he was too far away from the elevator. Still somewhat frozen, Daniel realised to late, that he got spotted: Daniel, is that you? Where you about to leave without saying hi to an old friend – fan boy? The way he said the nickname that he gave him sent hot and cold shivers over Daniels body. Still overwhelmed he didn’t know what to do but his body decided for him. He could feel how his feet where slowly dragging him towards the elevator, passing Peter that had a weird look on his face that seemed to be a mixture of jealousy, pity and professionalism. His feet stopped 2 meters away from “Assbreeder82”. There was a moment of silence until finally he found enough confidence to speak. Hey thanks for picking me up. Quite a service. Assbreeder82 took two quick steps towards Daniel, laid one muscular arm around Daniel’s shoulder and ushered him into the elevator, while Peter was still watching disapprovingly from his counter. The elevator doors were closing and Assbreeder82 selected the 12th floor, his one arm still resting on Daniels shoulder. Daniel could smell his cologne that had a woody smoky touch to it, mixed with a hint of his scent. He could not believe that he was standing in an elevator alone with this man and he was surprised that he even came here. He usually was not doing things like this. “Its just like watching porn” he told himself. As if Assbreeder82 could read his thoughts he said: You seem nervous Daniel. Don’t be, like I said I respect your boundaries, you are only here to watch and film … unless you decide otherwise. But if I respect your rules, you’ll have to respect mine. Once we arrive in my apartment you are to strip down all your clothes. While I play with the little twink that is already waiting for us, you are only allowed to watch, film or commend if you wish so. Should you touch me while I am playing with my toy our agreement ends and you’re mine to do with as I please. Understood? Before Daniel could think too much about this the elevator doors opened and Assbreeder82 led him to the door of his apartment. He had arrived in the lions cave and though he was only here to watch, he felt like he was about to do something very kinky and forbidden… More to cum

(Cont…) That knock would play out in my head for years to come. That knock was the start of a slippery slope — a slope that would ultimately lead me 10 years later, blackout in a trashy motel, throating a 9mm pistol, effectively destroyed no matter the rules of his game. But that night 10 years ago? I just thought it was going to be some quick, rough fun. — Part 2. I felt my phone buzz. “Just knock when you’re here.” Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I was so fucking in over my head. And fuck me, I knew it. I had walked maybe 10 feet up his concrete driveway in East LA. And you could hear my heartbeat out in Malibu. I knew I was in over my head, but also knew how hot that was, how much it made my dick stir and my hole pulse. I was going to get fucked by this latino thug, maybe he’d slap me around a little, call me a puto. Maybe he’d even want his cum inside me. I was ready to have some fun, and that adrenaline? That uncertainty? It was hot. I could use some rough sex. But David? He wanted exactly what he told me he would want. My 20-year-old self… I just didn’t realize. I didn’t listen even when he told me exactly the truth. I didn’t listen when he repeated it before I came over that night. I didn’t listen, and I, well, I guess I needed the lesson. I needed that ultimate moment that shifts your life path, that moment when we discover who we really are. I far from knew it yet, but that's the lesson I needed. Its like some god of debauchery, some figure meant to corrupt born-fags — he let me ignore the warning signs, he let me look past so much... all of David's own warnings, all of those bullshit sexual assault seminars on campus about responsible behavior, all those things that Pastor Eric told me I'd be drawn to if I chose to be gay. I ignored all of it. And, well. There I was. Hard as a rock. I knocked. I remember how he opened the door, never showing himself. I remember the scent of sweat and man and drugs — I’d remember… after it was over… I'd remember that smell. That smell, that filthy reality — it was my future. I knew it. Somewhere deep down… past the porn, and the fantasy… I just knew. Years later I’d remember how that smell meant I was really getting used. Fucked Up Used. There was a connection there, some cerebral soldering that would turn every drug fueled gang bang of my 20s into a drug unto itself. An addictive one. One that meant I'd pursue extremes, submit myself to Men, hurt myself for men. It meant I'd sell myself to men not for profit, but to prove a point about hierarchy. That smell eventually meant I was doing it just fucking right; that night, that night it was simply new. David opened the door. After I stepped inside, into the dark, I got a glimpse from a light in the corner. He was fucking huge. Built. 6’3, maybe 6’4. Fit, dark skinned. Tatted with full sleeves. “Christ” was written across his chest. I couldn’t see it, but I knew: he was hung. I shut the door and smiled at him. I was going to have some hot, rough, fun sex. And then he slapped me. He slapped me so hard my head spun. He drew blood. Not a lot, but enough that I felt it and saw it on my hand. I had to catch myself with a step sideways. I was so off balance, and he caught me. I guess you’d call it a catch? He reached one arm out, and it was enough to support my entire weight. I remember thinking he cared. That I told him I liked slapping. That this was fun. It would be fun. I just need to, reset, ya know? This was just a heavy start. “You knocked, fag. We know what that means." And then -- and it felt so odd -- he touched my hair with his free hand, he touched it gently even. Like I was a prized possession. My cock had gone from shriveled with fear to rock hard instantly. I remember answering him, trying to sound seductive. "That we get to have some fun?" I coyly answered. "Not 'we' faggot." He pulled his arm back, made a fist, and our eyes held contact. He punched me square in the face, my body going limp as he pulled out his other arm; I hit the floor and I was out fucking cold. He, for the first time that night, was rock fucking hard.

After Mike hung up the phone. He sat there bewildered for a few minutes. Did that just really happen? He never thought he would even hear from anyone and now he had spilled his sex life to a Dr’s assistant. (Was he even a real Dr?). His phone rang and scared him out of his thoughts. Looking at his phone he saw it was his oldest daughter. He spent the next hour talking with her and catching up. After hanging up he realized it was pretty late so he went to bed and dreamed about Dr’s offices and injections. The next morning he woke up early. He liked to start his weekends early and being Saturday he went for a morning ride on his bike. A quick ten miles on the trails, when he got back home, he jumped in the shower. He heard his phone ringing as he turned off the water. Jumping out quick he ran out to the bedroom naked and dripping, grabbing his phone he saw that it was the number that Jason had called from. Picking up, he said “Hello” “Hi, is this Mike?” ”Yes it is” ”Hey Mike, it’s Jason from Dr. X’s office. How’s your morning going?” ”I’m good thanks, how about you?” ”I’m great thanks! I just wanted to call and let you know that Dr. X has looked over your questionnaire and he really liked what he read. He would like to book an appointment for you if you are still wanting the insemination procedure?” ”Um yeah, I definitely would like that” ”Great! So we have an opening next Saturday at 8:00 AM if that will work for you.” ”Yes next Saturday works for me.” ”Perfect. Will you be available this afternoon around 1:00 PM? I would like to stop by and do a blood draw and swab if you have about 30 minutes?” ”Yes, I’m free this afternoon” ”Okay great! I will come by and we can do the blood draw and I will go over the process with you. I’ll just need your address” Mike gave Jason his address and they both said their good byes. Hanging up Mike checked his phone, it was a little after 11, he had some time to kill so he decided to go for a walk. During his walk, Mikes mind raced with the Turn of events over the last 24 hours. He’d gone from wondering if he would ever be seroconverted, how it would happen, when it would happen, and with who? Now he had answered an ad on BZ thinking he would never hear anything and within 7 days he would potentially be receiving a viral load that could (or will according to the Dr) convert him. Mike knew deep down that he was ready. This truly was the next step for his journey. Being able to control his destiny was always his dream. Looking at his watch he saw that it was after 12:00. He turned around and walked back the way he had come. Anxious now to meet with Jason and find out more about the procedure and how it happens. Mike returned home and jumped back in the shower after sweating on his walk. After finishing up and dressing he heard his phone ding at him with a text message. Checking it he saw it was from Jason’s number. “On my way, will be there in about ten minutes.” Mike replied back “Okay, see you in a bit.” The next ten minutes seemed to go by so slow. But finally Mike heard a knock on his door. Opening it, he found a good looking gentleman are 30 years old. Blonde hair, deep blue eyes, about the same height and weight as his 6 ft 185 pound frame. ”Hi are you Mike?” He asked “Yes I am” he replied.

Mike hit send and then went back to looking at some more post. After about 30 minutes his phone dinged with a text message, he picked it up and looked. He didn’t recognize the number but it was in his area code. Opening the message it read. “Hi Mike, thanks for the interest in my service, I like your state of mind and look forward to furthering this process. My assistant will be in touch with you soon. Thanks again. Dr. X” Mike was in shock reading the text, he had to re-read is several times. He actually got a reply. Was this guy actually in his area? Or was he using an app to use local numbers for clients? Either way, Mike was both nervous and extremely excited with this. He honestly thought he would never hear anything. His mind raced with thoughts about what was going to happen. He was very excited with the thought of possibility being selected, but how was this going to happen? How would the actually work. Mike didn’t have to wait long before he would get his answers. About ten minutes passed and his phone started ringing. Another unknown number but in the same area code. Mike answered “Hello”. From the other end, a soft spoken male voice replied. “Hello, is this Mike?” “Yes it is” Mike replied. ”Hi, this is Jason with Dr. X’s Office. I was calling in regards to your message about the service. Do you have a few minutes to discuss it?” ”Yes I do, and thank you for getting back with me.” ”No problem, I’m glad you are interested in the service, and it looks like you are in the area so that will make travel arrangements much easier. So basically today, I would like to go over a short questionnaire to see if this will be a good fit for you and the Dr. we find this helps to weed out the guys looking for a thrill or guys who are not looking for the right reasons. Does this sound okay to you Mike?” ”Yeah, I’m okay with that and I honestly appreciate it. “ ”Great, well let’s get started and once we have the answers and if you seem to be a good fit, we can talk about the appointment and process involved.” “Sounds good” ”What do you consider to be your orientation?” ”I would say Bi-Sexual ”Are you currently active with both sexes? ”With men more than women” ”Would you still engage in sexual intercourse with women if you are insemnitated?” ”Only with consent and would use condoms if we did. I Have had a vasectomy, but still wouldn’t want to inseminate a woman unnecessarily.” ”Good to know. Are you married?” ”No” ”Have you been married?” ”Yes, I was married for ten years to a woman” ”Children?” ”Yes, two” ”Do they know that you are Bi?” ”No” ”If selected for insemination, will you tell them?” ”Only if medically necessary” ”Okay, now for sex with other men. Are strictly a bottom, or are you a top also?” ”Mostly a bottom, I have topped before, but I prefer bottoming” ”Do you like oral? Give or Receive?” ”I like to give and receive oral” “Swallow?” ”Yes” ”Do you like to be intimate with men, or is it more about the physical act of sex?” ”I’m more into the physical act, I’m not really into kissing and other things with men” ”What’s your favorite way to have sex with men?” “My favorite would be more of an anon scene. Prepped and ready for the top to mount me and use my hole for his pleasure until he cums” ”Do you let them ejaculate inside of you?” ”Yes, I only have sex bareback and always let the top ejaculate inside of me. It brings me pleasure to feel his cum inside of me” ”Do you ever ejaculate while bottoming? Hands free or manually?” ”I don’t usually masturbate while bottoming, I have ejaculated while bottoming though” ”When was your first experience with a man?” ”I was 14, my best friend and I started giving each other blow jobs” “Did you perform oral to completion then?” ”Yes, that was the first time I ever tasted cum” ”Did you like it?” ”Not at first, but after a couple times, I started to enjoy it” “When was your first experience with anal sex?” ”That was also with my best friend, we both tried it with each other” ”Did you penetrate him?” ”Yes, but he said it hurt, so I pull out. I tried to bottom for him then and it was the same. It hurt too much so he also pulled out” “Did you use condoms?” ”No” ”Do you still have sex with your best friend?” ”No, we do not live near each other anymore. We stopped when we were around 16” “Okay, when was your next sexual experience with a man?” ”That would be years later, while I was married, I always desired it, but never acted on it until the Internet became a way to find other guys online. I got together with an older gentleman and we would perform oral on each other, after a few times, he asked if he could top me. That would be my first true bottoming experience. We used condoms.” ”How many times did you bottom for him?” ”Six times” ”When did you start barebacking?” ”That would be my next encounter. The guy I had been getting together with moved out of state, so I started looking online for another guy to have some fun with. I found him on Manhunt. His name is Bill. I contacted him after reading his profile and seeing he was a total top. When he replied he told me he only tops bare. I was scared, but something about him made me feel okay to try it. He is the one who really trained me to be a good bottom and he was the first to ever ejaculate in me.” ”Very nice! It’s always good to have a good teacher to show you the ropes. Are you still active with him?” ”When we can, our schedules are out of sync now. He works nights.” “Besides Bill, do you have any other ongoing active partners?” ”No, all others are just one time or anonymous hook ups “ ”You said you’ve never had an STD?” ”Shockingly, No” ”Okay that’s enough background. If you’re selected for insemination will you continue bottoming?” “I plan to, but will always let the top know my status” ”Condoms?” ”No” ”Will you top?” ”Honestly, I’m not sure. I’m not looking to infect anyone, so that will be something that will have to be determined with time and deep reflection. I can honestly say right now the answer is no, this is about my own path and life. But who knows what the future will hold” ”I like that answer! I think the Dr. will too. Would you ever stealth someone?” ”No. for one thing, I will always disclose my status and let the person know I do not use condoms. The other would be the legal side” ”Good! Okay, I think we’re good with the questioning.” So next step, will be for me to share this with the Dr. He will make the final decision. If selected, I will contact you again and we will go over to whole process, expectations, and any questions you have. Sound good?” ”Yeah that sounds great! Thank you so much and I look forward to hearing from you hopefully” ”I can honestly say that the Dr. will like what he sees, but I can’t guarantee it. Thank you for your time Mike and hopefull will be contacting you soon. Bye Mike” ”Goodbye”’

Weird that my own stink doesn’t turn me on, but it totally reminds me how much I’m drawn to other dudes when I catch their scent. Living in a city and taking public transport is awesome for moving close to straphangers. In the summer, it’s always jocks wearing tanks or tshirts that show some pit hair poking out. Just the sight of it turns me on, but the scent of a man drives me nuts. I feel like a dog, always trying to catch the scent downwind or when I pass a dude on the sidewalk.

Ditto. Sometimes I'll be working or going about my day, get a whiff of my pits and it's like a light switch got flipped. I go from 0 to 60 and have to stop what I'm doing and either jerk off or get fucked. And that's just when I smell my own. If it's another guy's pits I go primal. I can eat out a guy's pits for hours and be in pig heaven.

Same here. I have a major pit fetish. Deodorant is not allowed. Love eating out a guys pits.

Same here. Never wear deodorant anyway but now I don’t have to shower either If I don’t want to. Huffing my own pits and crotch smell keeps me permanently horny and more or less perpetually edged since they closed the office. I smell like a sexed-up homeless junkie, all testosterone and pheromones - such an aphrodisiac I wish I could bottle and sell it. Anyway it’s definitely a silver lining to working remote for the duration.

Chapter 4 I made it home before Scotty so I figured I might as well cook dinner. I needed to do something to keep myself preoccupied. He showed up about an hour later. “Hey stranger. Hmm something smells good,” Scotty said. “Hey, I got home early so I just figured I’d whip us up some food.” “This is perfect. So what’ve you been up the last couple days?” Hmm that was a loaded question. “Just busy with work. What about you. You’ve had some late nights.” “Uh yea, was helping some friends out. Sorry I haven’t been around.” “Scotty don’t worry about it. The last thing I wanted was to cramp your style. I really do appreciate you letting me crash with you. I should be able to move in next weekend.” “It’s cool. I’ve enjoyed having you here.” “So I have a question for you. I, umm, I’m not sure how to ask this. It’s about your tattoo.” “I have lots of tattoos you’re gonna have to be more specific,” he grinned at me. He was not going to make this easy. “Okay fine,” I grinned back. “Specifically, your biohazard tattoo.” “Umm Okay What do you want to know?” “Why that design? Are you HIV positive?” “Uhh, what makes you say that?” I gave him a look, “really, that’s your response? It’s no big deal I’m just curious.” “Okay, yep, I’m poz.” “And your okay with that?” He looked at me sheepishly, “yea I’m very okay with it.” “Hot,” I whispered. “What did you say?” “Umm, cool glad you’re okay with it.” “One last question. Did you actively try to become poz?” Okay he wasn’t expecting that question. “Seriously, no judgement. I’m just curious.” “Yes, I did.” “Can I ask why?” “It’s hard to explain and honestly I’m not sure I really know why. It was just a need I had deep down inside. Like a part of me was missing. Sorry, I know it sounds fucked up. Hell I know most people think it’s crazy but it was just something I needed to do.” “No I get it. I mean I don’t totally, but I’m trying to understand.” Because honestly ever since Andrew and Charlie planted the seed I can’t stop thinking about it. I went on to tell him that my divorce was really because my ex was a lesbian. I conveniently left out the part about me being gay and that I still had two loads inside me from this afternoon. Hey there is such a thing as over sharing. Don’t judge me. We spent the rest of evening just bullshitting. It was nice, oh yea I was also hard all night. The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful. Except I found myself on Twitter looking at the accounts of guys who only fuck raw. Which inevitably lead me to the accounts of a lot of poz guys. Every time I’d see a guy with a biohaz tat I’d start getting hard. I followed, unfollowed and re-followed so many accounts I’m surprised my account wasn’t flagged. By Monday I needed to get fucked. The problem was I just wasn’t sure how to go about that. Hey it’s been awhile since I was single. I tried texting Charlie but he was out of town for the week. He suggested I speak with Andrew. Right talk to my boss about getting fucked. I’m pretty sure HR would already frown on the fact that he introduced me to Charlie in the first place. I made it to Wednesday until I couldn’t take it anymore. I was honestly a little surprised that Andrew hadn’t chatted with me earlier but I guess he was in meetings both days. Wednesday I’d seen him in the halls and said hi a couple times but didn’t really have an opportunity to talk. In the afternoon I wandered down to his office and saw he was alone so I knocked on his door and stuck my head in. “Hi Andrew, was just wondering if you had a few minutes?” “Of course, come on in and shut the door behind you.” I of course had brought with me a real work issue to at least make this seem like a legit visit. We took care of the work issue quickly then he said, “so how’d your meeting Friday go?” “Um it was very informative.” “I spoke with Charlie and he feels you have excellent potential to become a total bottom cum slut. He also mentioned you tried to contact him again but he wasn’t available.” “Yep, I was kind of hoping for a repeat meeting.” “You’re a hot guy. There’s lots of ways for you to find guys to fuck you. In fact there are several at this company who would gladly bend you over their desk and breed your cunt. Including yours truly. He stood up and I could see the outline of his very hard, very big cock through his tight pants. “I’m not so sure about my boss fucking me. I mean my boss is hot as fuck but he’s still my boss.” “Totally understand. So if he wasn’t your boss would you let him fuck you?” I didn’t even think, just responded, “yes!!” “Even if he’s poz?” “Ahh umm, I don’t know.” “You hesitated, interesting. I’d say you’re warming up to the notion of taking toxic cum. Would that be accurate?” “Oh fuck! No, yes, maybe. I’m not sure.” He grinned at me. “You should probably get back to work.” I immediately went to the bathroom and shot my load. Friday I finally moved into my new apartment. Most of my stuff was being shipped or I’d purchased new since my ex kept the old house, so there wasn’t too much, so between Scotty, Josh, his friend Zack and me we had it done pretty quick. I offered to buy the guys pizza and beer but all three of them had somewhere to be. Some of the new furniture had arrived that morning so I was just relaxing when Andrew called. “Hi Andrew.” “Did you get all moved?” “Yep now just need to unpack.” “How horny are you?” “Climbing the fucking walls!” “Good! Clean out and be to the address I’m going to text you in two hours. Don’t over think it Scotty. It’s time!” Then he hung up and I received the text a minute later. He was right. Enough pussyfooting around. It was time to take the plunge. I cleaned out and the next thing I new I was at the address he’d given me. I knocked on the the apartment door and was soon face to face with an older gentleman, probably in his early 60s, in great shape. Tall and skinny, wearing just a pair of very tight shorts. It looked like his long cock was just about to peak out of the bottom of his shorts. He had a big red biohaz tat that surrounded his left nipple which was also pierced. “You must be Kevin. I’ve heard a lot about you. Come on in. I’m Greg, Andrew’s partner.” I stepped inside and he gave me a tight hug and squeezed my ass. “Damn I can’t wait to breed your neg cunt. Charlie tells me you’re a natural.” Gulp! He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and lead me into the living room where Andrew was talking on the phone. He waved and motioned for me to sit. I couldn’t take my eyes off Greg’s crotch. “He may be awhile, why don’t you take my dick out and have a taste. I can tell you want too.” Yep I did. He stood in front of me and I pulled down his shorts. The longest cock I’d ever seen popped out. Thank god it was skinny like him or I’d never get it down my throat. He was already leaking so I just went to town. “Damn Charlie’s right, this boy can suck.” He soon pulled his dick out of my mouth. “Fuck I was getting close. Your mouth is great but all the loads need to go in your other hole today. You’re wearing too many clothes. Why don’t you get comfortable.” By the time I was naked Andrew was off the phone and taking his clothes off too. “You ready for this Kevin?” I nodded yes. “You need to say it Kevin. Tell us what you want, what you need.” Oh fuck. They were both stroking their hard cocks, precum dripping from the ends. “I need you to fuck me.” “Kevin!” “I need you to stick your poz cocks deep in my neg cunt and blow your toxic loads deep inside me. I need you to knock me up!” “Good boy. Now we can begin.”

25 years ago I was dating an 18 year old - I called it dating but he was stuck on me I could tell. Like Me, he came from a homeless/street background, and I think he found it amazing I went from bottom to Top over the years. What I found amazing was that at 18 he was experienced in all raunch and taboo talk was norm to him. In fact, He was open about his past and would tell me how his father was his first and also his pimp. We had a very open relationship and I encouraged him to tell me all his romp tales when we fucked and often after hearing who had done him the last few days i would make him tell me more about his dad fucking him. Details - I wanted details... and he gave them so seemless that either he was a practice liar or... well it maybe was true? OK I really didnt belive him - it was all good taboo talk but really? Well that is until one day I came home to find him coming naked out of the bathroom and he said - his dad was there visiting... he walked into the bedroom (my bed room) and there was an older guy like a biker type with tatts - huge cock with a price albert rock hard and ready. truth be told this guy matched all the tales told - down to some of the tatts and the huge PA that had torn him up a few times... well, My boyfriend climbed onto what i guess was his dads cock and started to ride it. I joined and ya i let the dad fuck me too. If real dad or just a roleplay dad for years? who knows, But, what i experienced was amazing and the love he had for his dad as he took his cock and load that day was so hot to watch.

It was my Father brother and his son , my older cousin , on vacation for 2 weeks . My Parents sent me to my Uncle's / Cousin place down south . I took it as camping , hunting and fishing but much different . I got there and settled in - sharing a bed room with my cousin - had dinner - cousin invited me to a camp - party night - wild and crazy - guys and girls - camp fire - drinking and smoking weed . I was all messed up - we went back to the house - his father mentioned ," Looks like you guys really have had some Fun ! " I was ready for bed - his Father mention to take a drink - bite the dog back / waking up in the morning ! so I did ! Getting undress with my cousin - my god he had a huge dick ! We were alone - he mentioned we should jack off - embarrassing - I did so with him - he taking my hand - told me touch his dick - he touched mine - j.o. each other - licking cum juices - then went to bed naked - woke up with him cuddling me . We had breakfast - chatting - then went fishing - next thing he had me swimming in the lake - some of his friends should up - we were all naked . That night went to a party - same things - guys and girls - drinking - smoking weed - sniffed some cocaine - lots of grabbing - poppers - some sucking dicks - I was sucking my cousin dick - o.m.g. - starting to like it . My cousin and I were in bed naked - feeling his body against mine - he having a hard on - I was still dizzy but can feel him - grabbing me - feeling me - stroking me - next thing he brought out the poppers - sniffing - my hole being played with - about to pass out . He started fingering me - then fucking me - my god I was hurting but could not stopped - taking orders - sniffing poppers - next I remember sucking a dick while being fucked - he kept giving orders - huge dicks . Then , waking up in the morning - my hole was sore - wet - cum stains - and smelling bacon / eggs - had to put on fresh underwear - pants - shirt - meeting my uncle and my cousin at the breakfast table . They were laughing - mentioning - when I came in last night - I was really drunk - saying crazy things . My Uncle fixed me a drink - bite the dog back - lol - oh my . That day ( Sunday ) relaxing - chatting - eating - my Uncle lit up a joint - sharing it - had several - music - just relaxing - getting stoned . Later on , My Uncle mentioned to me he invited a few friends over - mentioned really nice guys ! They showed up - so much drinking - smoking - having fun - then some of us - not me but they pulled off the trunks - then followed them - 1 thing or another touching - 1 young male was totally smooth - started to like me - embarrassed but allowing - he was so young - sharing a joint with me - stroking me - then he bent over - telling me to fucking him ! - I DID SO - it was GREAT ! Then , Fucking , Breeding , and Seeding crazy things happening - noticed my Uncle dick was the 1 I was sucking on - pretty soon I was sucking - fucking - being fucked and the young , skinny , boy was completely shaven with a long dick . I was truly into him - turning me on - he and others knew it - sucking him off while smoking tina - becoming a whore while big dicks fucking - breeding me - pounding me ! I went back home being educated - now and then I sneak in the bath room seeing my dad showering - he has a big dick too - extremely hairy - with a gleam and a smile - staring at him naked - I say ," Sorry ! " Wishing he was like his brother !

Oh yeah... me and my dad and me and my sons.... all the time. It’s how we live our everyday lives. We fuck each other all the time...

PART 2: Marcus and I continued to see each other, as friends, at parties and bars with our mutual buddies. Most of the time he'd have his girlfriend, Chloe, with him. Our relationship changed subtly. We acted more relaxed around each other and he would touch me in a "bro" way, much more often than he did before we had sex. We were definitely closer and sort-of intimate in a bromance kind of way. This went on for a few weeks, without either of us ever mentioning the night he finally came inside someone (me), which was the first time I'd ever taken a poz load. This Friday night we pre-partied at our buddy's apartment and Chloe, his girlfriend, was there again. She was very pretty, and I really liked her. We had even begun to get closer. It was her idea to go out to the club, she wanted to dance. Nobody wanted to go though, but Marcus was obligated as the good boyfriend to take her dancing. Chloe tried really hard to convince other people to come along, but everybody wanted a more chill night in. She particularly put her efforts into persuading me to go with her and Marcus to the club. She was dancing up on me, and said,"Marcus can't dance, come on, you have to come so I can have a dancing partner. Pleassse?" I looked at Marcus and he just gave a shrug and a smile. I caved to peer pressure and decided I would tag along and go dancing with them. Marcus had booked an Uber and it didn't take long before we were piling in the back seat together. The Uber driver asked,"Where to?" Chloe immediately responded,"Majesty!" I looked at Marcus questioningly because while it was the biggest and best dance club in the city, it was also predominantly gay. Chloe saw the look on my face and me looking at Marcus and said to me,"Come on, it's the best club for dancing, and you don't have to play like you're straight around me anymore." We all laughed and Marcus just shrugged and smiled again, "She calls the shots bro." We got to the club about midnight and surprisingly the line was out the door already. We got in quickly, and first order was Chloe going to the bathroom, while Marcus and I got everybody drinks. While he and I were at the upstairs bar getting all the drinks he said,"Thanks for coming out tonight man. I know you didn't really want to. Just so you know, I didn't tell Chloe you were gay, she's actually the one that told me the night before...you and I...well in the sauna... Chloe found out from her co-worker, I think you would call him a twink. haha. Anyways, you apparently fuck him on the regular." I gulped a big swig of my drink. Damn, my throat got dry all of a sudden, and I was beginning to sweat. ---So he found out I was gay the night before he fucked me? Hmmm. Chloe popped up between the two of us, grabbing a drink from Marcus with one hand and grabbed my hand with her other, dragging me out to the dance floor,"Come on! Let's dance!" she yelled. I actually really enjoy dancing, and she and I lit the floor up. We were on the dance floor for a solid hour, thoroughly soaked in sweat. Marcus would watch us from the sidelines, refreshing our drinks and had a small table ready for us with bottled water for when, or if, we ever took a break. We had an amazing time. I started to get a little tired, and she had to pee, so we finally made it to Marcus' table. She said she was ready to go home, so Marcus ordered an Uber and while we waited she was still dancing next to the table in between Marcus and myself. He was behind her as she ground her ass against his crotch, his mouth was on her sweaty neck, and his hands held her tiny hips tightly. His strong hands. Chloe moved my hands to her hips too, then moved them on top of Marcus' hands. He was still kissing Chloe's neck, but he was looking straight into my eyes. It was the first time Marcus and I had touched intimately since the night he came in me. We got to their apartment, and Chloe insisted I come in for a beer and to wind down. Chloe was drunk and very horny, she was all over Marcus. I wasn't jealous, it was nice to see. But it was getting me horny! I was watching music videos on the TV when she drug Marcus to their bedroom, for obvious reasons. I resigned myself to the couch and laid down. I vaguely heard Chloe cumming, she wasn't quiet, and it sounded like she really got off. It wasn't ten minutes later when Marcus came out of the bedroom in just gym shorts. I immediately noticed he wasn't wearing underwear and was still somewhat hard. Marcus went to the fridge and asked if I wanted another beer. I said,"sure, but shouldn't you have some water? I heard Chloe in there, and it sounded like you probably need to rehydrate." Marcus laughed as he handed me my beer. He was standing in front of me, his still semi hard cock about a foot from my face under a thin layer of mesh gym shorts material. I could smell the sex from him and it made my face flush and my dick harden. Marcus said,"I"m surprised you heard us over the tv, these walls are pretty well insulated. And you know I don't gotta hydrate, you know the way it is with me and my girlfriends. I can't cum with a condom and they won't let me fuck them without one." He put his hand on the side of my face and lifted it up looking down at me,"nobody's ever let me cum in them, except you." I couldn't even look at him now, because his cock was fully erect in his shorts right in front of my face and I couldn't control myself one second longer. I grabbed his cock and gave it a squeeze. He put his beer on the table and dropped his shorts, put his hand behind my neck and used his other hand to aim his thick uncut cock at my mouth. I eagerly sucked his throbbing monster into my mouth. I could taste the condom residue and when I deep throated him I could smell Chloe's pussy on his pubes. It excited me so much, that I undid my pants and pulled my dick out and started stroking as I vigorously sucked his cock. I was bouncing up and down on it as he told me to,"suck that dick. I know you want it. You want this load don't you? You want my cum inside you, don't you? Tell me.." I came off his cock and said,"yes. I've missed your cock, and I want your cum inside me. Wherever you want to put it." He quickly yanked me up from the couch and grabbed my pants and underwear and jerked them down, pulling my feet out of them. He kissed me hard on the mouth and slipped his tongue inside me. I moaned into his mouth and felt his hands on my ass. He pulled his mouth back for a second and stuck two fingers inside my mouth and I sucked them as he moved them in and out. He pulled them free from my mouth and spit on his two wet fingers, reaching around and began to push them into my asshole as he grabbed my head with his free hand and kissed me hard again. He got his fingers up inside me to the knuckle and again, I moaned into his mouth. Marcus was being aggressive and I loved it. He turned me around and pulled off my shirt, he wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me against him. His muscular pecs and stomach were against my back and his cock was snugly in my ass crack. He spat into his free hand and I could tell he was lubing up his cock, seconds later I felt his cockhead pushing against my hole. It breached my opening and I sighed in pain and pleasure while he kissed my neck and forced more of his stiff cock inside my ass. He moved forward, causing me to have to put my knees up on the couch, he pushed my head forward so I was bent over now in doggy style. I felt his hand firmly grasp my hips, he started fucking his big cock in and out of my hole. My asshole felt so good as he longdicked me. Feeling his slick cock sliding all the way in and out of me had me leaking precum and I grabbed my swollen cock to jerk off while he pounded my ass. "Oh god, Marcus, fuck me. Shit that feels so good. I can't wait for you to finish off inside me," I said. Marcus responded,"You like this big black cock? You want my poz load up that pussy?" I told him to please cum in me, fill me up good. We were making quite a bit of noise at this point, but I didn't care if Chloe woke up and saw us even, it felt so good, I wasn't going to let him stop until he unloaded in me. I could tell he was getting close too, he was fucking me so hard, my ass was getting plowed into at such a fast rate, I was glad he had lube on his cock from the condom that he used to fuck Chloe not too long ago. Just thinking of that made me hornier, and I wanted his cum even more knowing that his girlfriend never took it. Marcus began moaning and saying,"oh fuck, here it comes. I'm about to blow. Ah shit, ah shit, ah shiiitttt." He slammed into me deep and I felt his cock swell and thicken stretching my hole out more as he pumped me full of his poz cum. He kept himself buried deep inside me as I continued to jerk off and I was getting close. I guess he could tell I was about to blast his couch with my cum because he grabbed my hand and stopped me. "Wait, please?" I said, "please let me cum with you still inside me." He slowly pulled out of me, grabbed me and turned me around face to face. His lips met mine with force and his tongue snaked into my mouth to wrestle with mine. His hands moved up to my shoulders and pushed me down firmly so that I was seated on the edge of the couch. I briefly watched a few seconds of the music video playing as hot shirtless guys danced around a diva. He dropped to his knees and grabbed my legs, and spread them wide. I felt so open and powerless. He looked down and aimed his rigid cock at my wet hole, while his hands held my ankles wide and high I felt his cockhead on my hole right before he slammed fully into me. I gasped, my mouth was in a permanent "O" because that thick dickhead just punched my prostate and he held it there applying pressure to it, squeezing the cum out of it, making it escape through my cock onto my stomach. He immediately began fucking me at breakneck speeds, and it brought me back to the first time we fucked. He was able to blow a second load within minutes of the first one last time, and this was how he did it. I hoped it was happening again, remembering it last time was enough to bring me off, my body went stiff and I began shooting cum into my open mouth and all over myself as he rammed my prostate. I was drenched in my own cum as I watched him build up to his second orgasm, he moved his hands to my hips and thrust himself as deeply as he could and I felt his cock swell yet again pumping his load into me. I think we were both exhausted at this point. He pulled out, and he lifted my limp legs to slide my underwear back onto me. He laid my motionless body down on the couch, put his gym shorts on, and crawled up next to me, pulling the couch blanket over us. We both blacked out. The morning sun shined brightly through the living room window curtains. Music videos were still playing on the tv. I was disoriented for a minute while my mind processed where I was, and why I was there and what had happened. Marcus was still snuggled up to me under the blanket on the couch. His arm was around me, and I felt his erection against my ass. I was worried, Chloe would wake up and catch us like this. I shook him and told him to hurry and get up before his girlfriend woke up. He yawned and stretched a little. He said,"Don't worry, she sleeps like a zombie til late. Last night was amazing man. Watching you and Chloe dance last night had me hard half the time I was at the club." I was like,"what? You were sitting at the table in the club with a boner watching your girlfriend and I dance? You fuckin' pervert. No wonder you're hard right now." Marcus said,"You call me the pervert, but you let me fuck you like a cum hungry slut and you've taken four of my poz loads in your ass and acted like it was a gift from heaven." My mouth hung open in disbelief, but he had a point. I was a total cumslut when it came to him fucking me. I mean, he's fucking hot, straight, hung, and cums gallons and not just once. I laughed and said,"okay, okay, that's me in the moment, yes. I kinda separate those moments from you and me, as buddies. Right now, we're blurring the lines and it has me freaking a little." Marcus, ran his hand down my side and grabbed my underwear to yank them down. He brought his hand up to his mouth and spit in it, moved it to my mouth and said,"spit." I did as he commanded and spit in his hand. He reached under the blanket and lubed up his rock hard cock. He pushed into my hole with relative ease, but I could feel the friction. I groaned, and just let him do what he wanted to me. Marcus smiled and said,"see? you don't even try to stop me from fucking you when a minute ago you were worried about Chloe waking up? You're a whore for me." He was right, I couldn't help it either, his thick bare cock filling my hole up deeply was irresistible. I went from worrying about his girlfriend waking up to not caring if his grandma walked in on us as soon as his cock began to push into me. He firmly held my hip as he fucked slowly in and out of my hole. His massive loads from last night were enough that he didn't need any lube besides our spit to enter me. It wasn't as slick as last night, but he was going so slowly that it didn't need to be. He propped his head up on his hand while he rested his elbow on the pillow looking down at me. He looked so casual...from the waist up. I again warned him,"we better stop before Chloe gets u...." Just then the bedroom door opened and Chloe walked out in just a t-shirt, her tight pert tits were clearly bra-less and she wore a thong, her ass cheeks bounced as she went straight for the kitchen. Meanwhile Marcus simply moved his eyes from me, to the tv and began watching the music video. Marcus said,"Good morning babe. You feel okay? I came in here after you passed out to keep my homie company and we kinda blacked out here." Chloe turned around looking disheveled but glowing, she smiled and said,"I actually feel really good. I think all that dancing and then a good orgasm was what I needed last night. You guys look so cute, do you two want some coffee?" I was dumbfounded, as all of this unfolded before me, Marcus' cock was STILL deep inside me and he was still slowly fucking me. Marcus looked down at me and said,"you want some?" with a big smile. I knew he meant, did I want his cum, but he was trying to shake me loose to answer Chloe about the coffee. I stammered, "Uhmmm, yeah. Sure, yeah I want it...I mean, some. Some coffee, yes, please." Chloe responded, "great! two coffees coming up!" Marcus laughed, "yup, coming up!" as he continued to fuck my hole, picking up a little speed. Chloe had her back to us working on the coffee, and Marcus looked down at me, kissed me hard on the lips and whispered,"you ready for it? you want me to cum up in that hole?" I said,"yes, breed me again..." He tensed up and I felt him blasting inside me again as his girlfriend finished up our coffees. She brought them over to us and handed each of us our own cups while Marcus was still inside me. Chloe said, "I gotta put some pants on, it's freezing in here," as she bounced to the bedroom. Marcus pulled out of my asshole, and pulled up his shorts and sat up. He winked at me as he brought his cup to his mouth. I just shook my head and said, "whatever Marcus, it's your funeral." and rolled my eyes. He laughed into his mug.

I have done a bunch of rape play. There are 2 kinds of tops that like it. Some get off on pain and some fantasy. Be careful how you play with. Once you are not in control it gets real fast. More than once I have ended up bleeding and in pain

I used to have a dom that booked a hotel room and advertised my ass, I would get between 12 and 18 guys across 3/4 hours. We did this for a good few months, I later found that he was charging my ass out! Knowing I was being pimped out made it hotter

2. Jason For a few minutes, I lay there in the dim light. There were voices in the other room and then the front door opened and closed as Sean headed out. A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. The second guy had arrived. A moment later, there was a knock on the door. "Ready?" Nathan asked me, from behind the closed door. "Yeah, I am," I answered. The door opened, and another guy walked in. Nathan stood behind the door, never even seeing me. "You!" he said, recognizing me. I smiled. It was a guy I knew, Jake. We had done a few scenes together for Thomas. The most recent one was a group with four other tops, him, and myself. I remembered when I was the last to fuck him, how wet his hole was with the accumulated sperm of the four other tops. "Yeah, it's me." "I thought it might be you," he continued, "but I thought you were just a top?" "I'm exploring," I replied. He had taken off his shoes and pulled off his tank top. I had pegged him at around 21 or so, with blond hair, a bit of a goatee, and a spray of light hair on his chest. When I had last fucked him, I remembered that he hadn't been able to get hard, but today, there was a definite bulge in his shorts. "And so far, it's been a hell of a lot of fun," I added. "Well, as long as you're at least staying versatile, I'm happy. Fucking love that cock of yours. Hate to see you turn all bottom." "Thanks, but today, it's going to be all about your cock," I replied. He took off his shorts, letting his cock spring free. His blond pubic hair set off his cock nicely. It was already getting hard. It was about seven, maybe eight inches. Although not as wide as Sean's, it was still going to feel great inside my hole. "And your sperm," I added, "Your poz sperm." "I know," he said. He got on the bed, and quickly was in between my legs and on top of me. His cock was already pressing up against my ass, hard and dripping. He leaned in and gave me a kiss. "How many loads up there already?" he asked. "Just one," I said, "So far." "Ready for more?" "Fuck yeah." "You been partying?" he asked. I must have had a particularly hungry look on my face. "Yeah, a bit," I answered. "That cool?" "Oh yeah. If I'm gonna top you, I can't, but I do it all the time. It definitely helps a bottom out." I had to agree on that. My butt was itching, and the only thing that would scratch it right now was a cock. Jake's cock. "You got that right. And it's making me hungry for cock. And your cock is right here." "You need some lube?" he asked. He was already pushing up against my hole, his cock just as eager to penetrate me as I was for it to punch into my guts. "Yeah, can't hurt." He grabbed the lube from the bed table and poured some on his cock. I grabbed the poppers and did a quick hit. "Give it to me, man. Give me that poz tool." "This is going to be damn fun," Jake said, lining-up his cock with my hole. "A chance to top the famous Derek James. Or should I say Jason Spencer." With a pop, his cock slid into my hole. I hardly gave him a chance to get used to being inside me before I slid down on it. I took him all the way in a single smooth stroke. "You are hungry," he said, surprised at my need, at my speed. "The Tina is definitely helping." "Fuck," I said, "I need it so badly now." I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. He responded by sticking his tongue in my mouth. We kissed as he started to pump my hole. "I can feel the load up there already," he said, adding "and damn, it was a big one." "Yeah. It took him a while to pump all that into me." "Must have been nice," Jake suggested. "How long has it been for you?" "Since I've fucked a guy?" he asked. "A few weeks." "Cool. But I meant, how long that you've been poz." "Oh, that," he kissed me quickly, "I forget you're still just starting out. I've been poz for about two years now." "How did it happen?" "You want the full story?" he asked, "or the short version?" "Full story, of course." I was enjoying the fuck, and hearing about his background seemed to make it even more intimate. "I want to know you. And all the dirty details." "Yeah, it's nice. Being inside you raw. Getting to talk to you. And not having Thomas tell us what to do." He pushed his cock into me, squishing Sean's load around a bit. "Well, I ran away from home when I was 16," he said. "Oh, I didn't know." "Yeah. I ended up living on the street for a bit. I was hustling a lot, just to get money to eat." "How old are you now?" I asked. I had always pegged him as mid-twenties, but I realized he could be younger. "Twenty," he answered. "Not even legal to drink yet," he said, laughing. "When you were on the street, were you safe? I mean, condoms?" "Mostly, yeah," he said. I must have looked surprised, because he continued, "It's been more recently that I've become the cum guzzler that I am now." He nibbled a bit on my ear. "Been a while since I've really fucked a guy. I forgot how good it can be." I nodded in agreement while he continued his fuck and his story. "Some guys would try to pay me extra if I'd go bareback. I didn't always take it; it really depended on the guy." "When did you start partying?" "My older brother was partying by the time I was fourteen. And he'd let me join him. I actually cut down a lot when I ran away. Money and all. But after a year or so, I started again, finding guys who'd PnP with me. And yeah, of course that was when I started to bareback a bit more." "I figured." "Partying and raw sex. Two great tastes that taste great together," he said, laughing. "And it didn't hurt that johns usually have favors to share." I was enjoying hearing about Jake's life, even as hard as it seemed. The street hustler who discovered partying and bareback sex was a turn-on, and my cock was starting to stir in my jockstrap. "How do you feel about it all now? Looking back?" "Really, no regrets. About anything. From running away, to starting to bareback, to getting into movies, to finding out I was poz. Honest. It's weird, but were all decision that, amazingly, turned out well." Apparently then he noticed my cock, and he chuckled "And you seem to be enjoying my story as well." "I am," I said. "It's a welcome change, you inside of me instead of me always on top, and for that matter, I like hearing about your life." Thanks, he replied, adding "You're making me want to ride your cock, though. It was fucking hot the other week, having you pound me after all those other guys had bred me." "Yeah, it was." I remembered how wet his hole was, and I wondered if my ass would be dripping with cum at the end of the day, as had his. "You give me your load and I'll see about fucking you a bit," I said. "Deal," Jake answered. He took my legs and had me rotate around the axis of his cock. I ended on my side. He leaned in while making sure his cock was still sliding in and out of my hole and nibbled on my ear. "So, how did you get infected?" "Thomas, actually," Jake said. "Well, he didn't do it, but he was the cause." "Really?" I asked. I had no idea if Thomas was poz, although I had always assumed he was. "How did that happen?" "Well, he had seen a few pictures of me online, and thought I was hot. I did a solo scene for him, for which he paid me five hundred bucks," pausing, thinking back to the occasion, and then adding "Back then, that was a lot of money for me." "It is for me too," I said. I usually got about a thousand per scene from Thomas, sometimes a little more, sometimes a little less. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to the payments. I had to say, the money did come in handy: school, books, gym, even, sometimes, food. "And next? I mean, a solo scene can't get you to where you are now." He laughed, "Yeah, you're right about that. Thomas liked me, and I did a few more scenes for him, all of them safe." I knew that Thomas would occasionally do safer sex scenes. I had just never seen them actually happen. "Then he made me an offer." "What was it?" "I'd get fucked by five guys on camera. All raw. All poz. He said he'd give me five thousand for it." I must have gasped or something because he suddenly slowed down his regular stroking motion. "You okay?" he asked. "Yeah. I'm just surprised about that kind of offer." I realized that Thomas had been playing me a bit. He wasn't just "thinking" about his project. He had already done it at least once. I'd just be a repeat. "Yeah, I was too." "And you did it?" I guessed he had, since he was here, fucking me and trying to poz me up. "It took me a month to decide, but yeah, I did it. And it was seven guys, not five, over three days. Going into it, I was terrified. And more excited than I had ever been before." "But, in the end, how was it?" "Fucking amazing. One of the best sexual experiences in my life," he said. He had a far-away look on his face, and a smile. I could feel his cock stiffen inside of me as he was thinking about it. "There's something deeply intimate about swapping sperm. And the most intimate is getting to give poz sperm to a negative man. Or, as a neg guy, taking poz sperm." "I know," I said, adding "I can't seem to get enough of it." Jake gave me a kiss, making sure to get a lot of his spit in me. The thought of getting not just his spit, but also his pre-cum and soon his cum was keeping me hard, despite the Tina flowing in my veins. "Yeah. It's addictive," Jake said. "You know, when we last fucked?" "Yeah? God, that was fun," he said. "Yeah. You know how you were begging me to breed you? It was hot, and I got off on it. But I didn't understand it at all." "And now?" "Now, I understand the need. I feel the need. I want your poz sperm, Jake. I want you to breed me. I need you to breed me." "Fuck yeah man, you know it," Jake said. He was pounding my ass hard now, each stroke finding a new, unexplored area of my hole to rub down with Sean's sperm and his pre-cum. "I'll give you what you need." He reached down and grabbed my cock, now straining against the fabric. "But you're gonna have to beg for it, Jason. Beg for my virus." "Please man, give me your toxic seed. Give me your dirty jizz, Jake." I was feeling great: I had a hot poz man pounding my tender hole. Not only was he working a poz load from another guy into me, he was going to add his own deadly sperm to my growing collection of DNA. "I need it, man. I need you to infect me." "Oh fuck, don't stop. I'm getting close," Jake said. "Don't hold back. Shoot that pozcum deep. Make it take." Our bodies were slamming together in perfect rhythm, my hole opening up and his cock getting deeper with each stroke. "Fucking poz me up," I begged. "Make me sick." "Take it, Jason! Fucking take it!" Jake was pounding my hole hard, and he was clearly right on the edge of shooting his load. "Give it to me, Jake. Breed my hole with your dirty spunk." "Oh, fuck man. I'm cumming!" Jake pushed his cock deep into me and paused. His cock stiffened and pulsed, and there was a sudden warmth in my hole. Staring at him, I could see his eyes roll back and his mouth hang open in the sheer pleasure of cumming. "Shoot it in me. Give me every fucking toxic drop," I moaned. Jake started to pound my hole again. I could feel his cum lubricating his forceful strokes and his cock kept on twitching. Each twitch was another spurt of thick spooge into me. Each twitch was another chance to get infected. He started to kiss me, but held me tight and close. His firm grip was as if he was afraid I would try to evade his fucking. He kept me from squirming away from the certain destiny encoded in the virus he was injecting into me. In an automatic response, I grabbed on to his ass and pulled him deeper into me. I had to re-assure him that I would take every drop of his dirty load. Not until I felt his cock soften a bit, the last drop of poz sperm leaking into me did I dare to let go of him. "Thank-you," I said. There wasn't much else for us to say, as we caught our breath. "My pleasure," Jake said. We made out some more, still linked together by his raw cock buried in my body. Finally, he softened enough that it fell out. "Keep my spooge in you," he said. "Give it a warm place to grow." I just nodded my head. I reached down, and felt my hole. It was hot and wet, a tiny bit of the accumulated sperm now dripping out. I pushed it back in with my fingers. I didn't want to waste any of it. Jake also reached down, and grabbed my cock. Through the jockstrap, I was still hard as a rock. "Fuck man. I need this again," Jake said. "So fucking hard." I glanced quickly at the clock. We still had twenty-five minutes together. "I can't cum right now," I said. "But I'd love to fuck you a bit." "As long as your raw cock is inside me, I'll be happy," Jake replied. He pushed down my jock strap, letting my cock spring free. There was already a drop of pre-cum at the tip. Jake leaned over and licked it off, then proceeded to tug my jock strap the rest of the way off. Now that I was completely naked, his attention returned my dick. He took the head into his warm mouth. The load I had shot that morning seemed like a very long time ago. I had been so entranced over the past week by Nathan, by the two men he had found, by getting fucked deep and by getting bred I had forgotten the simple pleasure of a good blow job. Jake was good at it, taking the entire length of my shaft into his mouth and down his throat. "Damn, that feels good," I said, as Jake's tongue flicked over my cock head and collected a few more drops of my pre-cum. He went back down on my dick, going all the way down, his chin hitting my balls. He licked and teased me for a bit, keeping my cock hard and dripping the entire time. "When did you last cum?" he asked, taking a break from sucking me off. I had to think for a second. "This morning, actually," I said, again surprised at how long ago that felt. "I did a scene for Thomas." "Who was the lucky bottom?" Jake asked. He had found the bottle of lube, and poured some on my cock. "A new guy, at least for me," I remembered, "Cal was his name." "Oh, I know Cal. But I wish it had been me." "Well, I can't cum again today. Nathan's got two more guys planned for me, and if I shoot, I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get fucked. But I'll breed you again soon enough." "Promise?" Jake asked. He put a bit of the lube on his hole, and straddled me. My cock was pressing right against him. With the slightest move from either one of us, it would penetrate and slide into his ass. "Promise," I said. Then, I made the first move: I arched my back slightly. There was an audible pop as my dick slid into his tight hole. Jake followed my lead and relaxed enough to let the rest of my cock penetrate his hole. He clearly had far more experience getting fucked than I did, and he was soon riding the full length of my cock. Jake was bouncing up and down on my cock, fucking himself on my stiff shaft. His hole felt a lot smoother than I had expected given the tiny squeeze of lube he had used. "You already have been fucked today?" I asked, realizing the obvious explanation for the situation. "Yeah," he said sheepishly. "A client found me on Rentboy. He fucked me this morning." "Raw?" "Yeah. I had the itch. Badly. I gave him a fifty dollar discount each time he bred me." "Hot?" I asked. I had done porn for long enough to know that the real money was in escorting. But I hadn't yet taken the plunge; escorting still seemed like a step too far for me. "He was older, out of shape. But still had a big cock, and he worked my hole good." I was fucking Jake using this stranger's cum as lube. I wondered if the stranger was poz, or if he had even bothered to ask Jake about his status. Or was he so focused on his own cock, his own pleasure that he didn't care? As long as he was able to fuck a hot young man raw, shoot his load and mark the boy, was that all that he wanted? Jake seemed to read my mind. "I went over to his hotel," he said, explaining what had happened. "I stripped down totally naked, and showed off my ass while he got hard. Then he bent me over, put a bit of lotion on my hole and his cock, and rammed it in. He didn't last long before he shot." "And?" I was interested in the mechanics of it all. "Decent sized load, all of it landed inside of me. When he was done, he pulled out, pointed to some cash on the bed table, and told me to get dressed as he started the shower. Not sure if we spoke ten words the entire time." "Seems a bit impersonal," I said. "Yeah, it can be. Not like this," he commented as he started to kiss me again. I knew exactly what he meant. Sean, Jake and especially Nathan had been a very close and intimate experience. I had learned a lot about these men. I had learned it only by letting them fuck me, by letting them enter me raw, and most importantly, by taking their seed into my body. We had talked, but the act of exchanging fluids had cemented the connection and made it real. Now, I was inside of Jake, doing the same thing that these men had done to me. It wasn't the first time for me to be inside him, but it was definitely the most intimate time. I wished that Nathan had let me fuck him already. I hated thinking that I had to wait until the virus finally took root in my body before being inside of him. I craved the closeness that necessarily would have to come from me breeding his hole, and I wanted to share that closeness with him now, even this very evening. I wanted him to know how happy I was, how thankful I was that he had found these fine specimens of masculinity to seed my hole and how grateful I was that he was fucking me raw so often. Jake finally broke off the kiss. "You're sure you won't come inside me?" he asked. "I am so hungry." "I've got at least three more guys who want to breed me: two unknown guys, and then I'm sure Nathan will want to fuck me a few times after the afternoon is all over." If I shot another load now, I wasn't going to be up for being fucked for too long. I didn't want to interrupt the flow of the afternoon. "I totally understand," Jake said, "But that just means you'll owe me a load or three, with interest - once you get the bug." "Don't worry," I said, "You'll be one of the first men I tag." "Promise?" Jake asked. "Promise," I replied. "Good." We both looked at the clock, and realized we had only a few more minutes together before the next man was supposed to arrive. "I better get dressed. You've got another lucky guy coming to seed your hole." He slowly, reluctantly pulled off my cock. "Fucking bastard," he said, as he rolled onto the bed beside me. I wondered about the next man Nathan had picked out for me, smiling as I ran through numerous fantasies. Jake got dressed, while I stayed on the bed. I watched him, forcing his cock into his underwear, then covering his beautiful ass with his shorts, and finally pulling his t-shirt on. It was a shame for him to cover up that body, but there would be many other times with him. He leaned over me, and gave me a final kiss. "I'm going to hold you to your promise. You owe me a load. Many loads. Poz loads. Deep in my hole." "Of course," I replied, "as soon as my gun is cocked and fully loaded, you'll get it." "Excellent," Jake said as he walked out the door, shutting the door behind himself, leaving me alone again in the dimly lit room. I fished around in the tangle of sheets and found my jockstrap. I pulled it on, forcing my swollen cock into the constraining pouch. The crystal I had done with Sean was still powering me. It was making my ass itch for more cock and more cum. It wouldn't be long before the next guy came. I heard Jake and Nathan's muffled conversation, then the front door close. "You okay in there?" Nathan asked a few seconds later, from behind the bedroom door. "Very good," I said. "Good," he said. "Gonna be a few minutes before the next guy. Just relax, and think about your day so far." As best I could, with the meth I had done and the hunger for more sex, more cum, more breeding, I closed my eyes and relaxed.