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There is a brief mention of GHB in this post being used to lower inhibitions. Dinner time rolled around, and Jerol had texted Billy and myself saying what time to be ready and he'd meet us in our dorm room. Billy found it "so funny" that Jerol had invited us both to dinner. He had no idea I watched Jerol take his straight boy cherry, just as he did mine. Jerol knocked on our door, I was sweating, I don't know why I was so nervous. Part of me was scared Jerol would try something with both of us, thereby outing me...or what I'd done with him. Then again, I already know about Billy, and it didn't bother me, so I guess that would be okay. I'm just so nervous, about something(s). Jerol looked damn good. He was wearing a tight t-shirt and tight khaki's that really, really showed off his bulge and ass. I was trying very hard not to look at his package. I broke out in another sweat when he grabbed me and pulled me in for a group hug. My hand kinda drifted down to Billy's ass on accident and fuck, I got hard. I'm still in the habit of wearing my jockstraps so fortunately it kept my 7.5 guy down, but I gotta say I clearly had something going on in my pants. I should've worn loose jeans. We had a great time at dinner. We ended up not really eating, we started at a bar table because of the wait, and Jerol's ex-girlfriend was our waitress so by the time our name was called we'd all decided we'd just stay where we were at and enjoy some more half-priced beers thanks to the ex. We all laughed and talked like we had known each other for years. We were checking out girls saying what we'd like to do to them, yet, I kept catching Jerol giving Billy and I a certain "look." When we settled up we were walking back to campus and went right by a fairly empty pub, it looked pretty chill so we decided to pop in since Jerol knew the bartender, he knew we wouldn't get ID'd. I was freshly 18 and Billy was about to turn 19, although with his babyface, he looked younger. We each tried a flight of beers, which was cool, getting to sample a lot of different types. I was beginning to feel kinda weird. I guess I'd drank too much on an empty stomach. That didn't explain why I was getting so horny though. I could barely keep from touching Jerol and Billy. Billy seemed to be in the same predicament as myself. Any excuse to touch and we'd take it. I finally said we'd better head back to the dorms. Jerol said he'd get the check, Billy and I were happy to let him treat us, we waited by the door. Huh...that looked like a $100 bill Jerol gave his bartender buddy. I know we didn't drink anywhere near that amount. Maybe he was just tipping him really well. By the time we got back to the dorm I was hot, I felt like my insides and crotch were on fire and my jockstrap strained to keep my cock down. I had already untucked my shirt on the walk back to try and hide it. We entered the dorm room and Jerol asked if we wanted some more beer or a drink. Billy quickly said,"more beer!" I felt dehydrated and "off" so I asked for water. Jerol said, he'd go get it from his dorm, but he was gonna change too and get more comfortable. I told Billy,"he's right, I need to change too, I'm hot as fuck right now." I turned the a/c down to 65F degrees and started clumsily and quickly ripping my clothes off with my back toward Billy. I heard him doing the same. I turned around and caught him bending over trying to get his legs out of his pants. What the fuck?! Billy was wearing a jockstap! AND I could see his perfect smooth ass and a wet pink hole buried in those cheeks. I was burning up inside now and I don't know what happened but when I saw him bent over...I couldn't control myself, I'd pushed Billy down onto his bed on his stomach, and yanked his pants off his legs. "Let me help ya man, you seem to be having problem with these pants," I said menacingly. Well now my face was a mere foot away from his ass, it smelled of soap and a little sweat, I was so hard my cock had pushed it's way out the side of my jockstrap. I grabbed his ass cheeks and buried my tongue into Billy's hole. I don't know why I"m doing this. I'm acting like an animal. I didn't ask Billy if he wanted this or anything. Gawd, his hole tasted good. I couldn't get enough of it. I was eating it like a medium rare ribeye. It vaguely registered with me that Billy was moaning like a bitch in heat as I tongue fucked his glorious boy hole. He didn't have a single hair on or in his ass. His hands reached back and spread his thick ass so I could get in deeper. "Wh..what are you doing?" Billy breathlessly said "I pulled my face out of his ass, and began apologizing,"I'm so fuckin sorry man! I, I don't what I'm doing." "Don't STOP!" Billy yelled I dove straight back into his hole. He was so clean and delicious down there. I couldn't help myself, I got up behind him and placed my cock onto his hole and spat down on it as I began to shove my hardened wood into his incredibly tight bitch ass. I'm fuckin delirious from horniness at this point. I've lost all self control. Billy first let out a deep groan, then screamed as I sank all 7.5 inches into his hole with just spit for lube. I was balls deep in him now. He was panting hard and I apologized again, I don't understand what's come over me, I was sawing my cock in and out of his hole while I held his arms down on the bed and basically raped his hole. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls and ready to blast out. And just like that, Billy began moaning,"OH SHIT! OH SHIT! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" As he shot his load onto the bed his hole clenched and milked my shaft like a machine and I let loose. There was no turning back as I fired off load after load after load into his warm pussy. We were panting and struggling to gain some sort of composure. I just realized we could be caught any time by Jerol. "Fuck Billy, that was so hot, I'm sorry, we better get dressed before Jerol comes back." I said. "Stay right the fuck there boys!" Jerol said. I whipped my head around to see Jerol naked stroking his giganic cock. Billy didn't even move. It was like he didn't give two shits about anything right now. "Jerol!" I exclaimed,"I, uhm, I don't know what happened, Billy and I were undressing, and I saw him bend over, and, and well, I couldn't stop myself." "Relax man," Jerol responded, "that's the GHB and viagra in you. My buddy at the bar spiked your beers, that's why I ordered us all those bitter deep lagers and IPA's, so you wouldn't taste it." "You fucking drugged us!" I yelled back, I was mad, but I hadn't moved out of Billy's ass, I couldn't leave it. "Dude, it was hardly anything, you're horny as fuck, I can see that, and you feel amazing with no inhibitions right? What's wrong with a little fun? You had to have known I was gonna fuck you on your little visit here right?" Jerol rationalized his actions to me. Fuck it, he's right. I just want more ass, more fucking. "Stick that cock in me Jerol," I commanded. It felt odd telling him what to do. But I wanted to feel that pain and know I'm taking such a monstrous cock inside my tiny hole. He wasted no time in grabbing the oil out of his shorts on the floor and slicking his erection up and pouring some on my twitching hole. He began to rub his cockhead on my aching hole and I pushed back toward it, feeling the pain and hugeness of it, at the same time my cock was going in and out of Billy's tightness, I felt my cum leaking slowly from Billy's hole, so I scooped some up and reached around to rub it on my own hole. I felt Jerol starting to enter me now. FUCK IT HURT. But I grit my teeth hard because I was so horny, I was gonna take that huge cock no matter what. He was sinking into me when Jerol pushed a bottle under my nose, "inhale real big, both nostrils" he told me. I was scared. I didn't know what this was. "I don't wanna do any more drugs Jerol, I'm so horny from what you already slipped me," I complained. "Relax, it's totally legal, it'll just get your hole to open up a little bit." Jerol explained. I wasn't opposed to that, so I began inhaling through each nostril. Fuuuuck....oh my gawd, he's sinking the whole thing into me. All ten inches were pushing past any tightness and ripping me open. I felt his balls on mine, he was fully inside me. He made me take another hit of that bottle and I began to buck back against his cock. My own hard cock was now pumping in and out of Billy's hole while I fucked myself on Jerol's horse cock. I was in a state of painful bliss. It was probably the pain that kept me from falling into whatever realm Billy was in. He just laid there moaning over and over and telling me to blow another load inside him. I began to pick up the speed and was really ramming into Billy's sweet hole. Jerol's cock had stretched me to my max and I felt it thicken. I knew that feeling, he was about to blow. I grabbed Billy's hips and began slamming his ass so fast, that I felt Jerol start exploding inside me which in turn brought me to my own climax, I yelled,"FUCKIN TAKE MY CUM! YOU FAGGOT WHORE!" As I blasted another huge load into Billy, he was a quivering beefcake moaning and mumbling something about taking my loads and being a slut. We slowly unhooked ourselves from each other. Billy crawled up on his bed and rolled over onto his back. I got up there too and Jerol crawled in between Billy's legs, lifting his lifeless limp legs up and I watched as Jerol sank his cock into Billy's wet beat up pussy. I sat there and jerked off while Jerol blasted another load into Billy, I was cumming when Jerol told Billy to take his filthy poz load. What was that again? He told me that once too. I came inside Billy two more times that night as Jerol nutted inside me too. We all fell asleep naked and cum dripping from mine and Billy's holes.

I came into the world with not much going for me. My mother was a prostitute, so I never knew who my father was. She was also a lesbian, so her bull dike lovers were always around; I was not treated well as a family member but just a thing, as the best part of the day for me was school lunch, as I was always hungry. It did have a long term effect on me as my height 5ft. 3 105 lbs. But life did give me something that would define me for the rest of my life, that's is 14 X 8 dick. At School, always being the smallest male in my class, the bigger boys would beat me up and call me a fag when I get home. My mother, bull dike lover at the time, would do the same. Since no one cared about me and when I turned 16, I ran away from home. I hitchhiked out of town, and after 500 miles and coming to a big city, I stop as I found a place that would give me a job. Sal's restaurant was looking for a dishwasher, and they had a place in the back where I could live. The room was 4X8, with a bathroom next door. The work was hard as I also did deliveries on the bike they had and made some good money with tips. I always wore long pants as with shorts; my dick could come out as I never wore underwear. The next two years were uneventful as I turned 18. Some in the kitchen would talk about they fuck over the weekend, but I had no interest in their sex stories. With Sal's being in an industrial part of town, there were plenty of empty buildings around. WE see across the street some construction going on two of the buildings. I ask one of the workers, and he says one is going to be a Men's Library and the other a Men's Spa. I tell Sal, and his reaction is good as they will have to eat and you will have more deliveries. When with Sal's restaurant being 24/7, we see the library and Spa are very busy at night, which seems queer, but they are asking for a lot of deliveries, so I'm doing well with tips. When I go to the Spa, I see men with just towels on walking around, and on the walls pictures on men naked, as I get excited as all I ever do is a jerkoff. When the manager is not around, I have to show my state-issued I.D. to prove I'm 18, and the looks I get are exciting to me. I also see a sign in the window one day that they are looking for an early morning cleaner. So I ask Randy what does the job involve, so he shows me what to do in the library. Just mop the floors clean the small rooms which can fit two men, I think, pick up the condoms and wipe the holes in the walls. Over at the spa, the small rooms have a bed with rubber sheets on them, again mop the floor but watch out for the syringes and put them in the sharps box and be careful with them if you see small brown bottles you can keep along with the little cellophane. I ask what is in them, well the brown bottle is poppers get you high, and the powder in the cellophane sends you the heaven with a rush. I take the job as the cleaner, and most nights, no one is there, and I'm collecting a lot of the poppers bottle and a few of the cellophane bags. The Spa is into sections. The Little rooms have a bed or sling and a small table. A large room that has crosse, benches, OBGYN tables, Chaines are hanging from the ceiling, and cages with wheels on them. Then you have the darkroom. The walls are black, so is the floor, and cleaning that room is a pain in the ass, and cum is all over the place; I even found cum on the ceiling a few times. At the Spa, they have special nights that I see on their handouts. Leather Men's night Daddy boy night Anything Goes night Bear night I say to my self WTF they have bears here? -TO+ I wonder whats night is about? TNG night Stripper night At the library they sell tokens, poppers and sex toys are on the walls. Since I only go to the front desk, I have no idea what's going in the back, but I do hear some people talking in the back rooms. Take if bitch I'm cumming Where do you want my load With screams of some getting hurt and some are moaning in pleasure. One night Sal's gets big order from the Spa, but it's raining heavily; by the last trip, I'm soaking wet to my skin. The manager said it has stopped raining and for me to come with him as he can put my clothes in the dryer they have here. He takes me to the locker room, and as I'm getting out of my clothes, everyone is looking at me, and the manager's mouth is open in shock as I stand there naked. I look down, and my dick is sticking out. For the first time, I see other men and how their big dick is. I wrap a towel around myself and warm up as the other men are smiling at me and giving me thumbs up. The manager hands me back my dried off clothes then asks for my ID. He says if I want to make some extra money next Sunday on the stripper night. I say yes, but what do I have to do, so he takes me to his office and plays some movies of what the strippers do. I don't look like these hot looking men; I'm skinny no hair as he is laughing then says you have some they will go nuts for is your big dick. I see how the strippers work string and men put money inside the G string you ware, you come out in street clothes or a business suit, you do a 10 minutes session. Some will give you a business card for a date, and if you are a dud on stage, they throw pennies as an insult instead of paper money. They tell me the business cards are where the real money is not from stripping. One night as I was cleaning at the Spa, I find this 20-year-old like half dead. I ask Randy. I think this guy is in trouble. Randy takes one look and says O him he was brought here tonight to get pregnant, I say to my self he is a male, so how could he become pregnant. We help him off the bed, and cum starts to leak out of his ass hole, Randy says put him down as they forgot to put a plug in him we then dress him Randy calls a friend. We put him in a car, and they take him away, I ask what's going to happen to him, so he is laughing then says in a few weeks if everything goes right, he will get the fuck flu and be POZ for the rest of his life. The Sunday strip show I show up to the dressing room, I see what the other men look like an,d I see how beautiful they are with their rip muscles bodies, with me this skinny boy with a feminine body. They all want to help, and once I'm naked, one says I will be a star as he points to my dick. Everything they have is too big, and with some safety pins, it helps. The G string my dick keeps flopping out as they laugh. As soon I get on stage, they start to throw pennies on stage as a way to embarrass me, with catcalls of getting the faggot off the stage and get a real male up on stage as the clothes come off they are getting louder with more insults. Then the room goes dead silence when I'm down to the G string with my dick flopping out; I just stop with my dick as it grows to full erection, then the cheering with them waving dollars bills for me to come over to put in the G string and a few with business cards. When my 10- minutes is up, they are giving me a standing ovation and asking me back on stage to take a bow. I got back with the money, even the pennies and started to go through the business cards, and one of the strippers see the black card then say don't ever see this guy as he is crazy and will mess you up. He says this other guy is nice with great blow jobs. He has a room number on it, so I take a quick shower and walk to the room; all he wants to do is give me a blow job. I lay down on the bed, and he goes right to sucking my dick little does he know this will be the first blow job I'm getting. After 10 minutes, he is driving me crazy as I'm fighting back as hard as I can not to cum. I can't hold back anymore, and I did not tell me I' a big cummer and always make a mess. When I cum, his mouth is still on my dick as he is swallowing every drop of it and is licking every drop from my body. The strippers are right; you will make a lot more money from the business cards than from dancing. One early morning in the dungeon area, these three men who were still going at it as they had this 40-year-old tied to the bench, so I went in really quite as not to disturb them. Then one of them said HAY BOY, are you the one with that giant dick, I nod yes and go over to them. He asks with a big smile on his face as I drop my pants, and my dick falls out. Do you want to make a few bucks? I say sure as the other one takes a rope and picks up a syringe and bends down to him and says just one more dick in you, but you are going to need it as he is going to split you in half. I have seen enough Male porn, so I know what I have to do, but it will be the first time I will be fucking someone. They gave him a big slam as he is coughing his brains out, the one behind me says stick it is slow as we want him to feel the pain as it goes in. The one behind me who is directing me I feel his dick rubbing the crack of my ass, one behind me is kissing my neck and squeezing my nipples as it feels so good then his finger goes in my ass hole as I'm balls deep into the bottom as his screams are driving me nuts as I start to fuck him faster with fingers in my hole hitting my prostate I will be cumming soon when I do between my nipples played with, my hole being fingered. The kissing on my neck, these feelings I never knew it would feel this way when you cum. When I pull out my dick, Now I know why he was screaming so much as I see dark blood on my dick and in my cum, and I panic for a second. Then the two men are laughing as they bring me around and for me to put my dick in his mouth. The other two are laughing and say to me he is already a member of the brotherhood and in good standing.

Let's Get Viral I woke up in the middle of the night sweating profusely. My pillow was soaked as were the sheets. I laid there staring at the ceiling a few minutes and finally willed myself to get out of bed. My body ached with every step to the bathroom. I pulled out a clean towel and mopped my head and then my body from the sweat that was coating it. I took another towel out and went back to my bed, laying it out over the damp sheets. Laying down on top of it, I fell back to sleep. When I got up later that morning, the towel was wet as well as my body, but at least I wasn't sweating like earlier. I took a couple ibuprofen with my morning juice and coffee and then took a long shower. I felt better, but I was worried. "Is this how covid-19 starts out like?" I thought to myself. The more I thought about it the more concerned I got. I had never been the hypochondriac type. Hell, after I converted I waited almost 2 years to start treatment since I liked knowing my seed had a lot more kick than most other guys. A little while later it hit me that this was just how I felt when I converted six years ago. It was the news on TV that did it. The stories of people dying alone of this stupid new virus got to me and I picked up the phone and called my doctor and told them my symptoms. Since I was considered "high risk" due to my compromised immune system, they told me to go to the hospital and they would run a bunch of tests. I'd been there several times, usually from a sports injury, but when I walked in this time it was really creepy. I was greeted with people in full protective gear and they took me to a section of the hospital labelled "Quarantine Area." I explained my situation and symptoms and they took my temperature for the third time. They swabbed and poked me, draining four vials of blood from my already weak body. Eventually, they told me that I didn't seem to have Covid-19, but I should self isolate at home and they would tell me the results in a day or two. So, that's where I headed after filling out a few more forms. Two days later I got a call from my doctor. "What is going on? Did you stop your HIV medication?" the doctor almost screamed at me. "Yeah, I was running out and called your office. I was told you wouldn't refill them without a visit and lab tests and you weren't seeing patients then" I replied. "When was that?" he asked, a little quieter. "Uh let me check... about six weeks ago" I said after looking at my phone calendar. I'm pretty sure the next word he said was "Fuck" but it was muffled. "Well, that explains a lot. The good news is you tested negative for Covid-19. The bad news is that your viral load is almost 300k and your CD4 is way down. At least with the stay at home orders in the state, you haven't been having sex. You're still single, right?" he asked. I chuckled and said "Yeah, I am." "Good, stay that way and be as celibate as priests are supposed to be. Don't even trust condoms. Abstinence only. I forgot how virulent the strain you have is. It didn't take long for it to bounce back without the drugs. Your fever, sweats and aches are all from your body trying to fight it again. I'm refilling your prescription and hopefully there won't be any issues from your little medication holiday. Please fill it as soon as possible and I want to see you in person as soon as the shelter order is lifted" the doctor said, finally back to his normal calm demeanor. "OK" I replied to him before hanging up the phone. I wanted to say "I hope you don't mind if I stay off meds until the stay-at-home order is lifted since I like being a toxic fucker again" but I don't think he'd understand. My emotions varied from relief to elation. Now I knew my true status and toxicity and I didn't have to guess. The only thing I didn't know was how toxic I was when I started fucking around a few weeks earlier. The news had gotten me boned and I needed to bust a nut and hopefully it would be deep inside a horny neg guy. I picked up my laptop and surfed my favorite sites. None of the guys that I had hooked up with recently were on so I switched over to my phone and checked a couple apps. College boy was on, but it showed him over three miles away. I looked at who was close and no one seemed very interesting. There was a cute twinky guy but he said he only did safe sex and had prep4prep in his profile. I flipped to another app and saw a lot of the same guys. One new guy did show up and while I kind of doubted he was in my building, I wasn't going to rule him out. He was close enough and listed that he was versatile, neg and into bareback sex. The pics were a little small and blurry but the description listed a 130 pound five foot ten guy that was confirmed by the skinny guy in the pics. He had a few splotches of ink on his arms, chest and legs but the pics were too small to make them out. As I was reading and looking at his pics, I got a message from him. "Hey u look hot n close" he said. "Thx cant tell from ur pics but ur profile is good" I sent back. Moments later I got a pic and then another one. These were much bigger and clearer. The first showed him taking a thick black cock down his throat and the second was the same cock entering his ass raw. "fuk yah" I sent back. "That was last fuck I had 2mo ago" he replied. I chuckled and send him "Need dick huh?" "fuckn bad" was his immediate response. "Now? where?" I asked. "u serious?" he replied. "Yeah horny n need to drop a load" I sent back. "which bldg? 1534 here?" skinny guy asked. "1530. meet ur place?" I asked. I was hesitant to ask him about status and get him asking about mine. "ok. 15 min meet @ back door" he replied. After waiting about ten minutes I headed down the stairwell and out the back door of our building that emptied out on a small parking lot. I walked across the grass to the sister building next door and stood next to the back door. The temps had dropped over the past few days and it was a little cool with the wind blowing off the lake. The door cracked open and I looked to see some eyes staring out at me. I pushed my mask down and he then pushed the door open a little wider and I heard "Come on." Damn, the guy looked even skinnier and paler than in his pics. He was wearing some baggy shorts, a dirty white wife beater and flipflops. The little chin patch and a few other scraggly bits of facial hair definitely gave him a trailer trash look. I followed him to the stairs and up we went to the fourth floor. I was staring at his ass the whole way, watching the shorts slip a little lower with each floor giving me a glimpse of his crack and the top of his pasty butt cheeks. We got to his floor and I was sweating and a little winded. He opened the door with me close behind and I saw his apartment. It looked a little like him. There was a futon and a big canvas tarp on the floor of the living room with two easels opposite the futon. Several half finished paintings were leaning on the floor against the wall. There was a partially open pizza box on the kitchen counter and in his bedroom a mattress was on the floor and a well used dresser staking out the corner. The stale smell of some pretty skunky weed hung in the air. "Sorry about the decorating but I moved in right before the corona thing hit so I haven't been able to do much" he said. "Ah, don't worry. I've seen worse. So, you haven't had sex in two months?" I said back as I looked around, surprised at how stark the place looked. "Nah... been too scared to hookup like I used to. Almost begged the pizza dude to fuck me a few times but just been using Thick Rick on my ass to stay sane" he said pointing to a large black dildo on the floor next to the wall. I nodded and reached out to rub my hand over his ass. "That's gotta open you up" I said with a smirk. "I tighten up pretty quick, but it feels good when I get it stuffed deep. I wish I had muscles like yours to really pound it in and wreck my hole. That's what I look for in guys I hook with - someone who likes to nail a bottom hard and not care about him. Your profile looked almost too good to be true" skinny boy said. "Thanks, I don't like bullshit so I just put it out there. Scares some off but those guys I don't want to fuck anyway. Hard, bare and no pullouts is how I like it" I said bluntly. "Fuck yeah... I like it rough. Don't worry about hurting me. Sex is always better if I end up with some bruises and a guy fucks me so hard I..." he said, getting really excited right before he cut himself off. "So hard you what?" I asked after a few seconds. "So hard I bleed" he said softly. It was obvious that he was unsure how I would handle hearing it and I got it. Lots of guys hate the sight of blood or shit when they fuck. To me, its just part of sex I've gotten used to since I like fucking a guy hard and with my dick size, the combo tears a lot of guys up. Some bottoms are into it and some freak out. It was good to know he was in the former camp. "You like gettin that pussy tore up? I'm cool with that" I replied and watched a smile come over his face. "Not gonna stay neg like that though unless you're on prep. If your pussy is bleeding it makes it easy to catch shit" I then said, staring into his eyes. "It happens. I love the risk but so far no one has knocked me up other than a few of the usual bugs. Syph was a bitch and my old doc used to see me a lot to kill the other bugs" he replied. I could tell from his voice that he was being honest with me, not boasting, and I liked that about him. Just as I was about to pull his shirt off he said "Hey, ya mind if I take a couple pics of you? I like to keep a collage of all the guys and their dicks that fuck me." He reached over and picked up a tablet off the floor and clicked a few times and showed me this image with hundreds of naked guys and their hard cocks. Normally I'd say "no" but he seemed to really want a pic to remind him of our fuck and from his comments I didn't think he'd be handing my pic to the cops when he found I gave him a gift. "Sure" I said. He grabbed a phone and said "Let me see that fuckin awesome body." I kicked off my sandals, then my shorts and slowly pulled my shirt over my head. His hand roamed over my chest, his fingers rippling through the hair and feeling my muscled pecs. He then reached down and grasped my partially hard cock and stroked it several times. "Oh fuck yeah" he moaned before backing up a little to get a full body picture. I'm sure he took a couple pics and then moved closer and zoomed in on my cock. I stroked it a few more times to get it fully hard. "Shit. You're gonna fuckin destroy my ass with that. Don't go easy, man" he said, setting the phone down. "Don't worry. You're gonna feel this fuck for a couple days at least" I said with an evil grin. I pulled his wife beater over his head and then unbuttoned his shorts which was all it took for them to fall to the floor. He stood there naked as I looked him over. His forearms had a bunch of small tattoos. Some looked like they were someone's first tat and others looked pretty good. There wasn't a lot of skin to work with since his bony arms didn't have much muscle on them. There was another big tattoo on his chest. It probably wouldn't have looked so big on a regular guy, but he was so skinny it went from side to side with the skull filling the center of his chest from neck to just below his nips. Normally when I see a guy this skinny I expect him to be jittery from the mix of drugs in his system, but he wasn't. Calm, cool and probably stoned was a much better description. Maybe just a little eager to get fucked after way too long. He even had a decent cock on him that seemed to be growing. Like the rest of him, it was long and thin. "Ya gonna suck me or you just want to go right to fucking?" I asked. Skinny boy was on his knees taking my dick in his mouth before I knew it. He wasn't tentative in any way. My cock was plowing deep into his mouth and then into his throat. I grabbed his head and started to face fuck him. It seemed a little crazy but he didn't show any signs of a gag reflex. I shoved in deep and held him there for a bit and all he did was flex his throat around my cock, almost begging for more. I'd been with lots of guys that said they liked it rough, but this one seemed to be living up to his claims. My balls were bouncing off his chin and he just took it without complaint. He even seemed to be working his tongue and throat around my shaft as I skull fucked him. I felt his teeth start to graze over my cock. The pressure was just enough to feel, but not enough to worry about. If he wanted to scrape up my dick to get it bleeding a bit to help get him charged up, I wasn't going to stop him. I even fucked a little harder, catching the top of my shaft on his teeth. Once my dick started to sting, I knew I needed to fuck his bony ass. Yanking my cock out of his mouth, I slapped it across his cheek and gave him a good shove over on top of the mattress. He was on his knees and I saw him stretch his hand out and grab a sock from the floor. I chuckled as he stuffed it into his own mouth and then braced for my dick. Spreading his ass apart I hacked up some spit and let it drip on to his waiting hole. There was a little hair surrounding his hole but the rest of his ass just had a fine layer of fuzz on it. I jabbed a couple fingers in, forcing the spit inside but that was about all the prep I was going to give him. He wanted a rape fuck and I was going to give it. Grabbing his shoulders while my cock lined up against his tight ring, I counted to three and shoved in. His grunt was muffled, but still quite audible in his apartment if not in the neighbor's homes. The fact that he wasn't trying to crawl away from my initial penetration was a good sign, so I pulled back and stuffed another few inches into him. The grunt this time was longer but about the same volume. "Good" I thought. Withdrawing my cock a few inches, I gave a good shove and felt his ass hit my pubes. The groan this time was louder and a bit more strident. His ass ring was quivering around my shaft but he still wasn't trying to escape. I was impressed and eager to give him a good workout. With my cock buried in him, I pushed up on to my feet and then started to drill him. I tried to keep the strokes pretty long and soon was long dicking him, leaving just the head inside before thrusting back in and giving him between six inches and the full length. Varying the angle of attack, he really didn't protest at all. I steadied myself with a firm grip on his torso. He was verbal and with the sock stuck in his mouth, it was hard to determine if he was moaning or groaning. A few times when I didn't shove in deep enough, he thrust his hips back and I said to myself "greedy bastard!" I wasn't going to complain about it either. It's rare that I find a guy that keeps wanting more no matter how hard you fuck him. We had been going at it for almost a half hour when my balls started to indicate they were ready to launch their first assault. I fucked faster as they drew up tight and when I couldn't hold back, I just let it go. He must have noticed my cock swell in his ass since I could almost hear him yell "Oh fuck!" My hips were thrusting as my cock throbbed and started to spew several shots of cum. I gave another shove and planted every millimeter of my cock inside him. The last couple of spurts shot really deep in him. I took a short break, leaving my cock inside for almost half a minute before I began rolling my hips again. I wasn't quite as hard on him as I started to fuck again. My cum was getting churned inside him and hopefully coating every bruised or stretched section of his gut. It was only a few minutes and I was back pounding him. I pushed him forward and forced the side of his head into the mattress. Increasing the intensity of the thrusts, my hips were bouncing off his ass. There wasn't enough meat on his body to really give a good slap sound, just a hard thud. Leaning forward, I mashed his face harder into the bed. My cock was digging into him at a new angle making his grunts come back. With my free hand I slapped the side of his ass several times which usually got a good squeeze from his sphincter. I plowed in like this for another ten minutes until I had readied another payload of toxic sperm. The ropes of bug filled cum seemed to keep coming when I shot the second time. My whole body shook from the intense orgasm. I had fallen on to his back after the first few shots and our sweaty bodies were stuck together. I pushed up and then pulled my cock out of his swollen hole. It was closing slowly and the cum that my cock had dragged out from it had a nice pink hue. I gave his ass another few whacks and then got up. Pulling the sock from his mouth, I used it to wipe off my dick. Skinny boy had collapsed flat on the mattress, gasping for breath. Looking down, I saw a few red marks on his body where my fingers had dug in while holding on to him and the red palm print on his ass. Those should turn into some nice bruises in a day or two and he might have to explain where the marks on his neck came from. "Fuck dude. You're a brute" he said and then looked back at me with a grin. "Hope that wasn't too soft for you" I said as I grabbed my clothes. "Just like I wanted. Thanks. I hope we can do it again some time" he replied. "Might have to. I like a bottom that takes it with no complaints" I responded. With my shorts on and pulling my shirt over my head I was ready to go home. He was still laying there on his stomach and didn't seem to be thinking about getting up to show me out. I'd rather he lay there and let my DNA soak into his wrecked hole, anyway. "Catch you later" I said as I walked out his front door and down the stairs. "A little cold out there to be dressed like that" James the doorman said to me as I walked through the front door of my building. "Yeah, I know. I just needed some fresh air" I replied as I headed back to the elevator bank with a big smile on my face.

I was in High School when this all went down. It was the summer, and I had just turned 18. I was looking forward to basketball camp at a University about 40 miles from my home town. This was the type of basketball camp where we stayed in the mostly empty dorms for the 5 days we were there. The first day was a hard one, the instructors were tough. My group was paired off with a freshman University player. He was tall, of course, maybe 6'7" or so. He was very good looking and mixed race. He looked like he might have been 1/3rd black or possibly half black. He wasted no time in shucking his shirt, and wow...his body was ripped. You could see every muscle in his body. He had a tiny bit of hair in the middle of his chest, which I found very attractive since I barely had any hair except my pits and crotch. I noticed his ass and crotch as he demonstrated moves for us. His ass was the definition of a bubble butt, I swear you could probably bounce a brick off of it and he was no slump in the crotch department, his bulge was prominent. I don't know why I was noticing all of that. I have a girlfriend, maybe it's because I hadn't seen such a well developed man this close in person and about my age. He also worked with us one on one and every time it was my turn it felt like he was deliberately making sure his skin touched as much of my skin as possible. The smell of clean fresh sweat was extremely intoxicating and I was glad I had worn my jockstrap to keep my cock down. Why was this turning me on? I guess it had been two weeks since I got to hookup with my girl. She was at church camp and my basketball camp overlapped her camp by a day. I was blessed with a pretty decent sized cock, about 7.5 inches, cut and quite thick. I could also cum multiple times in a row without going limp and I was a shooter. So not having been able to fuck in over two weeks was beginning to take it's toll on me. We finally had a lunch break and we broke off into our groups to eat, our instructor, Jerol, sat with us, more specifically, sat right next to me on the grass. We all laughed and talked. Turned out his dorm room was in our building with the rest of the guys. By the end of the day we all were fast friends, including Jerol. We all retired to our dorm buildings, and settled in, and began readying for a much needed shower time. I was on the phone with my girlfriend while everyone else went and showered. She kept me on the phone for at least 45 minutes and I finally convinced her I had to go or there'd be no hot water left. My three other roomies were already back in our dorm talking to their girlfriends or family. I got my stuff together and went to the shower area. It was locked up! Why would they lock up the shower area at all? I didn't understand, I thought this area was open 24/7. Just then Jerol came down the stairs and saw me standing at the door holding all my shower gear. He said,"sorry man, I didn't know anyone was left, but hey, there's a shower area on my floor and they keep it open all the time for us that stay over the summer. I followed him up to his floor and he showed me the shower area, it was actually a lot nicer than ours. He started to undress in front of me, which was cool by me, I've seen plenty of naked bodies. I was shucking my clothes as well. That's when I saw out the corner of my eye his huge cock. It had to be 7 inches soft and thick as a coke can. I couldn't stop glaring at it. I broke out of my trance when he started walking towards me with his monster swinging at my eye level as I sat on the bench trying to cover my thickening cock. "Come on man, let's get some soap on our ass and balls," Jerol said while patting my face. I reluctantly got up carrying my towel in front of me to hide my growing erection. He started the showerhead first and while his eyes were closed I was able to put my back toward him and hide my dick. It was a "hard" situation to shower next to this hung god and hide my erection the whole time. Once we were back to the locker area drying off Jerol began putting oil all over his body. He said,"most black guys have to use lotion or oil on our bodies after a shower so are skin doesn't get ashy." I told him I had to do that during the winter myself. Jerol asked, "Hey man, can you get my back and shoulders, I can't ever get to all of it," I said "sure, but you'll have to sit on the bench, because you're kinda too tall for me to reach your shoulders." We both laughed and he sat down, still naked. I had gotten my underwear and shorts on at least. As I rubbed the oil on his back and shoulders he let out a light moan. It took my by surprise and I froze. "Man after today's workout, your hands just feel so good on my sore muscles, do you think you could massage me?" Jerol asked. I was reluctant, I hadn't ever touched another guy like this, but I desperately wanted to keep touching him. His skin felt like velvet stretched on top of tight muscles so I agreed to massage him. He quickly stood up and grabbed his stuff and said,"come on, let's go to my dorm room so it's more comfortable." I just did what he asked and followed him. Once we got inside, he pulled off his shorts and laid down on his bed in just his underwear. He told me to straddle him and work on his shoulders. I did as commanded as if in a trance. His hands eventually started rubbing my thighs as I massaged his shoulders, I was hard as a rock and there was no hiding it. I thought,"thankfully he can't see my erection about to bust out of my shorts." It was at that exact moment Jerol flipped over lifting my body easily on his ass and as he turned over my ass slid across his butt, then hip, and rested right on his crotch. I was frozen in fear as he saw my erection and I quickly tried to put my hands over it. Jerol laughed and said,"relax man, you're not the only one enjoying this," It was then that I realized I wasn't just sitting on his crotch, I was sitting on a steel rod of about 10 inches and thick as my arm. Jerol smiled a Hollywood smile at me as his hands went to my bare hips and began stroking my exposed skin, he wasted no time fishing my cock out of my shorts and started jerking my cock with his oily hands. "You're pretty hung for such a young white boy," Jerol complimented me. I was shaking I was so nervous, I pushed myself off of him and blurted out,"I'm not gay, I have a girlfriend! That's why I was late to the shower." Jerol smiled that smile at me again, and grabbed my hand, pulling me back toward him next to the bed. "It's cool man, I've got a girl too, she's back in her hometown for the summer though, and men like us have needs. We're just helping each other out." Jerol explained. I couldn't say anything as he slowly pulled my shorts and underwear down to my knees where my raging hardon was right in front of his sculpture like face. In one swift movement he took my whole cock down his throat. My knees buckled and I almost lost it. I'd never felt anything like that before. To be deep throated in that manner was something completely new to me. His large hands practically covered both my ass cheeks as he used them to pull my body forward causing me to throat fuck him. He was going at such a speed I suddenly realized I was about to cum. I grabbed his head and hoarsely said,"SHIT! I'm gonna cum!" I unleashed a torrent of cum, blasting down his throat. He kept sucking me and swallowed every drop. I was weak as my cock was still lodged in his throat. He gently moved me to the bed and slowly pulled off my cock. I was still rock hard and out of sorts. Confused by what had just happened. Jerol stood up and yanked off his shorts and underwear, he got onto the floor on his knees in front of me, and quickly pulled off my clothes. He went down on me again, sucking in my hard dick down to my balls. He was a pro, I'd never had anyone suck my dick all the way down and certainly not at this speed and expert level. He made his way down to my balls and began licking and sucking them as his oily hand stroked my boner. I was in heaven, I just laid back and let him pleasure me. Every time I felt like I was about to bust another load, his hand would slow down or stop as he continued to lick my balls, his tongue was so long it was stretching out and licking my taint even. That felt good too. He lifted my legs up so that my ass cheeks were almost resting on his thick muscular shoulders, one hand wrapped around my thigh and continued to stroke my cock, he used this position to suddenly push my hips up and within a second his tongue was on my asshole! Holy fuck that felt good. I began to relax even more as he licked my hole, he would flex his tongue and start to dart it in and out of my loosening wet hole. I was beginning to leak precum steadily. He pivoted my body so that instead of my ass hanging off the bed I was now on the bed with my legs up and he crawled up onto the bed between my legs with his tongue still inside my hole. He grabbed the oil and poured a bunch on his huge cock, I was amazed at how incredibly thick and long it was. His dickhead looked like golf ball on the end of a extra long beer can. He crawled up to where our cocks were rubbing against each other, he was jerking both of us off at the same time. He grabbed my hand and put it on his dick. This was the first time I'd touched it. It felt oddly satisfying and strange to be stroking another guy off, let alone masturbating a cock that my hand couldn't even fully reach around. I could see little pearls of precum popping up out of piss slit and saw a tattoo of a 4-leaf clover on below where his waistband would've been and below that some sort of tribal design, it looked like something from Resident Evil 7: Biohazard. It's cool he's a gamer too! But currently I was mesmerized by how beautiful and big his cock was in my hands. He pulled my legs up to his shoulders and began to thrust his monster against my cock and balls as he leaned over my and his face got closer to mine. He was telling me, "damn, you're so hot, you're making me so horny with your tight white body." This strangely turned me on even more as he thrusted his body against mine. Eventually I noticed that his thrusting movements had somehow changed our position a bit and his gigantic cock was now rubbing up and down my ass crack. Occasionally his cockhead would catch on my hole and apply some pressure. It actually felt amazing. I didn't know my asshole could make me feel so good. It was making me think I might cum again. More and more his cockhead would catch on my hole and more and more it felt like it was beginning to penetrate my hole. Just a little bit, like the outter ring maybe. It hurt, but with all the oil, it was still feeling more good than bad. He was breathing hard and when I looked at his face, his mouth was open and he was panting as he thrust onto my hole. I was beginning to feel like a piece of meat, and I'm embarrassed to say it made me hornier. At some point during one of the times his dick caught on my hole and slightly penetrated me, he pushed harder with his weight, and I felt his cock enter me, just about an inch or two, but it had hit something extra tight right inside my butthole. I felt like I had just been ripped open. I screamed but his massive muscular body held me tight in that position. I pleaded, "oh fuck, take it out man. It hurts to much. Pleeeassse take it out." Jerol said,"if I take it out right now, it's gonna hurt way worse, just don't move okay? I didn't mean to enter you, I'll take it out in a minute when your hole relaxes." I did what he said, I just laid there, not moving a muscle. He stayed still with his huge cock lodged a couple inches inside me. Tears began to leak out my closed eyes from the pain. I opened them and looked at him. His face was full of lust and it looked like he enjoyed seeing my tears. "Jerol, please take it out, it hurts so bad," I begged. It was actually beginning to loosen up, but it still hurt like hell and I didn't want to tell him there was "less" pain now. "I'm sorry," Jerol replied,"I didn't mean for it to go inside you, I promise when you loosen up and relax, I'll take it out." His hips began to gently rock, not really thrust or anything, but his cock was moving inside me, but not going deeper. I was beginning to feel better, it still felt painful, but not like the initial pain. I told him I thought it was loosening up and he could probably take it out now. He said,"okay baby boy, let me put some more oil on it so that it will come out easier." He grabbed the oil and liberally poured more all over his cock and my hole. He laid on top of me with his face buried in my neck, he started to kiss my neck and as I relaxed more, I felt his cock actually go deeper inside me! "Ouch ouch ouch! Jerol! Please, this hurts so bad, you're going deeper." I pleaded. His kisses became more frantic as he worked his mouth up my neck and to my cheek, his thick soft lips locked onto mine. This was the first time a guy had ever kissed me, and it felt so good. He had some thick lips and as they worked my lips, his tongue opened up my mouth, I immediately let his tongue enter my mouth and I began kissing him back, hard. I was in so much lust. I felt myself break out in a sweat as I kissed back with all my might, when I realized his cock was going in deeper again. I was moaning into his mouth from the pain when all of a sudden his pushed his weight down on me and my hole broke open, he sank about half his cock into me. I cried out loud, but he had his hand on behind my head and my mouth was locked onto his mouth. I screamed into his mouth as he began pumping his huge cock in and out of my torn hole. I was hitting his shoulders and sides with my fists, but they didn't seem to phase him at all. He finally broke our kiss and grabbed my wrists, yanking them above my head. "Listen here bitch, I haven't fucked in a week, and you gave up your pussy real quick, so relax, I need this," Jerol commanded. I was crying now as he held onto my wrists and was pumping 4-5 inches in and out of my incredibly stretched tight hole. I cried to him,"Please Jerol, take it out, it hurts so bad." He replied by reaching for his phone and setting a timer for 5 minutes, Jerol told me,"Just let me go for 5 minutes, I'll take it out then okay?" He continued fucking his cock in and out of my hole, and kept going deeper. At some point, he was deep enough he hit something, I guessed it was my prostate. It felt really weird, like I had to piss or cum or both. I have to admit that when his gold ball cockhead hit me there it sent shockwaves through me. I resigned myself to letting him fuck my hole for the remainder of the 5 minute timer because, well, it did feel really good when he hit that spot even though I felt like my hole was being torn a new one. I looked at the timer and it had been 4 minutes, he somehow had worked all ten inches into my tight hole and now my prostate was getting a constant barrage of pleasure despite the pain I felt in other places. The timer finally went off, and he reached over to cancel it. I sighed in relief while he was still balls deep in me. He said,"fuck man, I'm almost ready to cum, just let me go a little bit longer, I can tell I'm hitting your g-spot now, you can't hide how much you like my cock hitting your good spot. I replied,"No, I mean, yes, you're hitting something and it feels fuckin good but it still hurts in other places, you're just too big." Jerol continued,"Please, I'm so close to cumming, just give me a few more minutes? Please? You're so hot, and your hole is the tightest I've had, just a couple minutes?" He said all this while gently flexing and pumping his cock against my prostate, making me shoot a tiny bit of precum onto my belly. I counter negotiated with him, "If I let you go a few more minutes, you gotta put a condom on if you're gonna cum." He smiled like he'd won. He said,"Okay man, I'll put a condom on, but you gotta let me cum in you, it's the only way I can bust." "Okay, but go slow when you put it back in and just cum if you have on a condom." I said. Jerol grabbed a condom, and gently pulled out of my hole. I felt very empty, and although I felt relieved, I also really missed that feeling my prostate had. Jerol wrapped up his cock and spread a ton of oil onto his cock. He positioned it on my hole and slowly re-entered me. It was slick and still felt tight as hell. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock and felt his ten inches slowly sink into my battered hole. He bottomed out and began to long dick me. I still had my hand on his cock as he piston fucked me, he was hitting my prostate at a much faster speed now and my eyes rolled back into my head as the intensity built up. He was pounding my ass now I felt his huge cock fucking past my hand right into my hole so deep and fast. I felt my asshole hairs in between my fingers and hands as his cock pounded away. I didn't have much hair on my asshole though, maybe I was feeling his pubes. Jerol was panting and breathing hard,"You want my cum bitch? Say it. Tell me you want this nigger cum in your white boy pussy." He was wrecking my prostate so good, I just went with it and started to tell him, "fuck my white boy pussy, I want your cum deep in me." We kept trading filthy talk which made me even hotter, I was feeling his monster fuck my hole with my hand and suddenly I felt another orgasm racing through me, I couldn't even talk, I tried to say I was cumming but couldn't, I blew a pint of cum all over our bodies. My cock was spraying our naked bodies when he slammed balls deep into me and roared. I felt his cock become even thicker against my straining anal walls as it was shooting cum like a fire hose into me. My hand on his cock felt it blasting through his shaft and out his cockhead buried deep in my bowels. He started to pump his cock in and out of me again, faster this time. I said,"didn't you cum?" Jerol replied,"fuck yeah, I unloaded and bred you good, but I've got one more for ya so hang on." He was fucking the hell out of my now limp body. I took my hand off his pistoning cock and as he slam fucked my hole I looked down at my hand to see it slick with oil but also ten or twelve pieces of rubber stuck all over it. I realized the condom hadn't just broke, it was shredded. "Jerol! Stop! Stop! The condom broke!" He was fucking my weak limp body so hard now he didn't pay attention to me and blew another huge load inside me. I laid there and let him cum inside me having no strength to fight his large muscular body. He began very slowly pulling out of my hole. I told him again,"Jerol, I told you to stop, the condom is shredded," Jerol, looked at my hand covered in condom pieces, and said,"Yeah I think it broke when I was putting it in your hole, you were just too tight man." I looked at him in shock. "Why didn't you say anything?" Jerol responded,"We made a deal, you said I could cum in you if I had a condom on." I asked if I could use his toilet, as I needed to try and shit out his cum. He told me his didn't work, I'd have to use one in my dorm or the ones in the shower area. I put my clothes back on as he laid naked, his cock half hard slick with oil and cum still on his dick head. I don't know why I did it, after feeling so used and worthless, but I went over and sucked his cock clean, he pulled my head off his cock and told me I'd better get back to my room because it was curfew. I went down to my floor and it dawned on me I couldn't use our dorm bathroom to shit out Jerol's cum. I tried the shower area again, but it was still locked. I stuffed a bunch of toilet paper in between by crack and just went to sleep exhausted, I immediately knocked out.

Just remembered an anon hotel encounter I had last spring at the beach. Was staying by myself in the hotel room so I changed my grindr profile to anon ass up face down with blindfold. Early 30s black guy with blank profile picture sent a dick pic said he was within a half-mile of the hotel. He came fucked me pretty good. Couple hours later he messaged and asked if I was still taking loads and I said yes. Said he would be there in 10 mins. Got in position door propped open. He came in fucked me...at least I thought it was him, but he brought a friend and it was his friend fucking me. Heard him ask me how I liked his friends dick. I never hesitated and said it felt good. After his friend bred me he mounted and then bred me.

Another chapter from the sluts point of view Part 2.5 A night at the bar brings out my slut side again, thank goodness I think I woke up even hornier the next day. My shorts were soaked, and my hole was happily twitching along. I got up and changed into my thin shorts and a tank top to go get my work out in. A good run and some weights. I kept hoping to see some guy I could offer my hole to but no luck sadly. I had few things to get done in the morning. So, I after I finished up some minor work tasks it was the afternoon. Sadly, I didn’t know any cruisy parks in the area for me to go find some more dick. I jumped on the apps and hoped to find something. I knew I was going to the bar to see the hot airline attendant from my flight but had some time to kill. And I didn’t wanna show up to that “date” without some cum in my hole. What kind of proper slut would I be showing up dry? Sadly, I wasn’t having much luck on the apps either. I managed to find one guy willing. He was a hot 6’2” daddy that wanted to pound out my hole before he had to get to work. He wanted needed it to be quick, so he wanted me in a jock on my hands and knees on the bed. He got there and it was pretty quick. He stripped and then started eating out my freshly cleaned out hole. He loved it and started fingering my hole and I moaned into the pillow in my face. it wasn’t long till he had got himself hard. He stood up, lined up, and started pushing into my hole. I groaned, it may have only been 12 hours since I had a cock in my ass but it felt like it had been too long. He gave a little bit of a shiver when he hit bottom the first time and held himself deep in my ass with that rigid steel beam that was his cock. I knew he wouldn’t last that long if he was that hard. And sure enough not even 5 minutes of some furious fucking and I have my reward buried deep in my ass. He was gasping, shaking, and growling as he unleashed his thick beast slime in my hole. We he finally could, he pulled free and started to dress. I managed to get to him before he put the cock away though so I could clean it up for him. And then I pulled his boxers and pants the rest of the way up for him. He patted me on the head. I thanked him and he left me sitting on that floor clenching my ass to keep the cum in, savoring the taste of cock, cum, and ass on my tongue, and wishing there was a line of guys ready for me to give the same treatment. But sadly, there wasn’t. I checked my apps to see if there was anything else I could get into before the bar. Dude’s load in my ass was huge, I could feel it sloshing around in there as I moved, but it is never enough, is it? So back to cruising I went. I even took a pic of my current fresh fucked hole to share with interested parties. Got a few nibbles but no one that would commit to it. It was getting late so I decided to head on to the club but as I was getting ready a guy hit me up. Hot little fireplug of a man. Red headed, short but broad shouldered, nice chest in his pic. He sent me a pic of the hottest red uncut slab of beef I had seen in a long time. He asked if I would let his snake spit in my ass. Direct and to the point, I loved it. I said I certainly would. He told me he was stuck at work for a few more hours and asked if I would be free later. I cursed and told him I was about to head to a club I had heard about to meet someone so I would probably miss him. He told me the club was close to the hotel he worked at. He told me I could just park at his hotel and walk the 2 blocks to the club. I told him I didn’t have a car for this trip and was just gonna take an uber. He asked if he picked me up in the hotel courtesy van if I would give him road head. I told him sure, but I prefer the cum go in my pussy. He said he could be there in 20 minutes. I told him I would be ready. He said “If you really want to do this, get ready and walk down to the porte cochere in some slutty crop top or shirtless, and a bright colored thong with see thru shorts that I know your slutty ass has to have, and a cap turned backwards. I want it to look like I am picking up some bro ho for a client at my hotel.” I was way too excited by this idea and told him I would be down there waiting in 20 minutes. As I got dressed in the outfit that I was being requested to wear I started to worry a little about the large load in my hole. I was pretty confident I could keep it in but a part of me wanted to plug it to make sure it wouldn’t come out at a bad time. But I couldn’t feel it as I put on a black fishnet crop top, a red thong, and a pair of sheer too small shorts, so I figured I was good. I looked in the mirror and remembered to grab my ballcap and I now looked like a frat boy working as a hooker. It was kind of hot. I suddenly realized I had no where to put my phone or room key. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go with out those. My phone wasn’t gonna fit anywhere but I decided my room key card could go in my sock inside my shoe. My ID in the other. It would have to do. So down I went. Didn’t see anyone till I got to the lobby and definitely got some looks from the front desk staff. The girls looked disgusted but the one tall, dark and handsome one that checked me in kind of smirked in a knowing smile. Wish I had time to see what that was about but as I was walking towards the front door I saw the van from another hotel pull up and figured that was my red head needing to stuff a log in my chute so I just smiled at him and wiggled my ass as I walked by. When I got out towards the van, I saw my hot little fireplug waiting for me. He had a huge smile on his face when he saw me in my outfit. I jumped in the passenger seat of the van. Before we even pulled out of the porte cochere he ordered me into the floor between the two front seats. I quickly got down there and started to fish his cock out of his work pants. And then there it was in front of my face, this nice hooded pale piece of man meat. I wanted it. I wanted it in me, and I wanted it to squirt everything that his nice sized balls could shoot into my body. I quickly had my tongue licking inside that beautiful hood. As he started to grow within my mouth he was moaning and grunting. I went to work like I was trying to suck a bowling ball through a straw. He was seemed to keep getting bigger and harder. I thought for sure I was about to swallow a huge load, and all though I would rather have it in my ass I was not about to stop giving the service I knew he needed. But just as I felt his balls start to pull up and thought for sure I was about to swallow a load of cock nectar, he stopped the van and pulled me off. He pushed me back on the back seat and ripped my shorts down, pulled my thong to the side and tried to slam hard into me. Took a few tries but he found my hole and started shoving his spit slicked cock into my ass. The cum from earlier was not as fruitful enough to be good and sloppy but it did help a little. Luckily, he didn’t last long. He must have been close to blowing in my mouth because several strokes and loud grunts and then I felt him cumming. His thick butt buster swelled and spewed forth my reward deep into my ass. Oddly enough it felt like the the middle of his cock had become the thickest. It was like having a butt plug pumping jizz into my hole that didn’t want to come out. I felt like I could of happily for the rest of my life if it would keep it in my ass and keep shooting more jizz in my hole. But after a bit his squirts stopped, and the swelling started going down. His panting on my back was reassuring as he finally removed himself from my now empty feeling hole. I squeezed it shut hoping none of his nut slid out of my ass. He told me he would stay and work late if he could fuck me again when I wanted to go home. I laughed and told him he didn’t have to do that; he could just come to the club with me. He told me he had to work at least a few more hours. So, we said our good byes. I was worried he wouldn’t want a slut walking through his lobby so I asked him how he wanted me to leave. He told me to follow him, go out his front door and walk one block to the left. I voiced my concern and he told me, be proud and prance your little jock ass out that front door knowing you is carrying yet another load in that hot little ass. So I did. Happy to have his load in my hole and going to hopefully see the hot flight attendant. I really thought I was only gonna get a few loads this weekend and that the flight attendant was one of the few I thought I would achieve this weekend. Off I trotted with a little more spring in my slutty little self. Wearing the outfit, I had on made me feel easy. It was so freeing to just know people would see me and know I just wanted to get fucked and all they had to do was ask and I would probably say yes. I got to the door of the bar and got quite the smile from the doorman. He asked for my id which I fished out of my sock and showed him. He then asked for the cover. At this point I realized I didn’t bring cash or a credit card. I pouted and told him I forgot my card. He was checking out my body so I bit my lip and decided to try and flirt a bit. He just smiled and laughed. He said “Boy if I wanted you, I could have you and it wouldn’t cost me your cover. Bark up a different tree trunk, mine will be in you later, but not till you pay to get into this club.” I was frustrated at first. I decided to try and see if I could find someone to spot me into the bar. I could feel me wet ass rubbing my thong as I waited out on the sidewalk waiting to get into the bar. I know I looked like some kind of street walker. But I was determined to find a way into this club. Lucky for me a hot daddy looking guy walked up and asked how I was doing, and I told him my problem. That I was trying to get into the club but forgot my money. He took a large grab of my ass in his hand and I just smiled. He laughed and paid my way in. I thought for sure he would want something from me but he told me he was meeting his bf and getting to flirt with me and grab my hot ass was more than enough to last him the night sadly. So off I went in my pursuit to find more meat to fill my buns. I went to the raised bar in the middle to look around and see if I could find my flight attendant. As I was standing there this rugby looking dude walked up to me and asked if I wanted a drink. I told him a drink or a cock, whatever he was offering. He handed me the half-drunk drink in his hand and told me to down it so he could take me to the bathroom. So, I did. We didn’t even make it to the stall. He felt my ass through my pants and when he noticed the wet thong. He turned me around and pulled my thong and shorts down around my thighs and went straight in. He put his face in my ass and starting licking as he started to fist his cock as he pulled it out of his pants. I was so horny. I just wanted more cock. Always more cock. I offered to suck him hard. He said no need. And there it was a thick dark cock about to slam into me. I smiled and moaned as he started pushing in. I couldn’t believe how much cock I had got this trip so far. I was pushing back into that thick rod and felt his balls and pubes brushing my hole. Just enjoying this fuck so much. He started sweating and it was dripping on my back. Each sweat droplet hitting my back from his face felt like a hard-won prize for all my hole’s effort. It felt like an eternity until I felt his cock start to go rigid. He asked where I wanted him to cum. I just said, so deep in me no one can ever find it. He rammed me so hard at that I never heard the bathroom door open. HE began grunting as he shot volley after volley of very hot sperm deep in my gut. I was shaking from the fucking and just enjoying the moment. He pulled out of me and pulled up his pants to leave before I could even find my bearings to offer to clean his cock or thank him for my spermy hole. When I finally collected myself I turned around to look and there was a guy just standing there staring at me and my fresh fucked hole. He was holding his pants unbuttoned like he didn’t know what to do. I nodded at him and he nodded back. I then nodded at my ass and asked if he wanted some. He sheepishly nodded. When he opened his pants I was happy to see a slightly thicker than average but short ish cock hard as a rock. I backed right on to it and hummed my pleasure. He was so keyed up it took nothing. Maybe 10 strokes and he is shuttering right along with me as he floods my hole with what had to be a few days load. Apparently he had actually come to this bathroom to piss because no sooner had he pulled free of my ass and he walked right up to the urinal to let loose his evening beer piss. I offered to help him with that but he wasn’t interested. So when he was done I cleaned him up, thanked him, and told him to tell his friends about me. I had hoped someone else would come in, but no one did, so I pulled up my shorts and thong and went on the prowl for my airline attendant. I didn’t make it 10 feet into the dance floor till I saw him. A tall blonde with a chiseled jaw line but thin toned body. He was dancing with some broad-shouldered hulk of a dark skinned man, they were obviously cruising for some poor bastard to take home and ruin his pussy for the night. I walked straight up to the flight attendant and said “Hi, remember me?” He smiled as he said, “Yes, from the flight yesterday.” He was checking out my outfit and continued, “Damn, I thought u looked a little slutty then, but u look hotter and easier tonight. How are you doing?” “Pretty good! I just got fucked by 2 guys in the bathroom.” I said. “Damn, you are a slut. Your hole must be sore.” Said the Hulk that was checking out my thong strap that was poking above my shorts. He was tracing the thong with his finger against my skin, it felt electric. “This is Bill,” the flight attendant said. “And I am Eric, as you may recall.” I was hypnotized by Bills hot hands touching my body, and eyes raking over all my exposed flesh. “No, my ass isn’t that sore at all, just leaking, sadly. Due to the loads trying to work their way out.” I said “Holy shit, you took them raw? Here in the bathroom? I have to see this.” Eric said as he drug my ass back to the bathroom that had got me fucked just a few minutes ago. He took me in the stall and took my shorts down and spread my cheeks to see my red thong running just barely over my hole and exclaimed “Fuck man, that is a cummy mess. Care if I go ahead and add to the mess?” “Of course not man, that is what I am here for.” Eric had my shorts around my knees and me bent over the toilet holding the tank. I thought he was gonna rim me, but he put his face down there and just seemed to want to look and smell my cum riddled slot. He must have been jacking himself to get ready because he stood up, lined up, and slowly started sinking into my cum chute. Oh god did he feel good. Not thick at all, but on so long. I was groaning as his cock seemed to try and saw me in half. I was heaven. I wanted his load so bad because I knew how deep it was gonna get into me. And after a few minutes I felt his pace quicken and I was hopeful this was gonna be another tick mark on this evenings load collecting. His cock seemed to get harder and the head seemed to be pounding my insides to mush. I started begging him for his load. I told him I wanted him to plant his seed so deep in me it wouldn’t come out for a week. That really had him going. Then bill yelled for Eric to give it to me good and that was it, Eric threw all his weight into me and bottomed his dick out in me as far and as deep as he could get it. I felt his balls doing their best to shove all their worth deep into my ass. I swear if I had belched at that moment, I would have tasted the cum that was being blown into my gut. Eric was hollering about it like his team had just scored a touchdown. I never wanted Eric to pull free of my overstuffed pussy, but I knew he would. When he finally broke free I quickly turned around and cleaned that long piece of meat for everything I had. He was super sensitive but let me do it properly and make sure I got all pieces of his cock and balls to a beautiful spit shined luster before he left. Bill high fived him as eric pulled up his shorts to leave. I looked over at Bill and saw he was ready to go. I quickly bent myself over the toilet again and Bill went to repositioning me, moving my ass down and making me arch my back. that obviously he wanted to make sure his thicker cock slid into my existence with an easier angle. I wanted to play with Bill’s chest and enjoy his thicker cock stretching my hole but I also wanted to enjoy tonight so I kept him back behind me so he could get to what he wanted. And with what he wanted, my ass was pretty near the top of his list, there was just a lot in the way for him to get to me at first, but here it was fully presented and ready for him to ram home till he busted in my hole. Having just been fucked and seeded by Eric it wasn’t gonna take much. I felt his head pushing around my hole and helped line it up by moving my ass. Once it was there and he felt the pressure give in a little he took my hole deep. His hand holding my flanks solid as he made sure his thick cock was as deep as he could get it. It wasn’t as long as Eric’s but it was thicker for sure. It was a good sore ache of a stretch on my hole when he was trying to hold his cock as deep as he could. I started trying to milk his cock with my hole. That was all the cue he needed and started to pound out my hole. I laid my head on my arms that were on the back of the toilet and just enjoyed yet another dick drilling my pussy. “You are such a slutty little bitch but you know how to work that hole. Are you desperate for another load in your hole?” “Always. I want your load. Please fill me with your DNA. “ “Here it comes boy, try to hold it in best you can.” I felt his dick starting to swell. It was adding a little more pain and a little more stretch to the hole. The burn was fantastic, but I wanted his load so much I wouldn’t have stopped him even if his cock doubled in size and kept fucking me for another hour. I needed it. But he didn’t he pushed himself as deep as possible again and I felt the flex of his meat as he drenched my inners with baby gravy. I immediately started shivering. Feeling his orgasm almost gave me one of my own. He leaned down on top of me and just sat there breathing as I kept shaking. We then heard the door open to the bathroom. He quickly pulled out of me and pulled his pants up and left me there leaking and unable to move. I didn’t wanna leave that moment and I honestly didn’t care who saw me like this after that awesome fuck. I thought I heard Bill say something as he left but I couldn’t make it out. And then there was a hand on my ass. As always, I moved right into the touch. This guy wanted to look at my hole. He spread my cheeks, and though I tried to keep my hole looking tight I felt a glob of cum break free and hit the floor. I was worried this might scare him away but next thing I knew he had his face down in my ass. He was humming as he was trying to find any last piece of cum out of my ass he could find. I just loved the feeling of something in my hole. I was milking his tongue with my ass and grinding on his face. I was moaning something fierce when the bathroom door opened again. Apparently, this worried the face in my ass that he wouldn’t get a chance to fuck my hole if he didn’t take it now. I heard his belt and zipper and knew what was coming. I held my cheeks apart so he could have total access to my hole. He started rubbing his cock up and down my crack and I wasn’t sure if he needed help or just wanted to play. Either way I needed his cock, so I grabbed ahold of it and shoved the head into my sloppy hole. I left it there. He had licked a lot of the cum out of my ass and it wasn’t as slick at the entrance as it usually is after I have a few loads in me. So, I felt it more than I thought I would. He was just as thick as Bill. I was too busy focusing on the head that seemed to be pulsing in my hole to realize he was lining up to drive it all the way in. All the sudden he sunk deep and I wasn’t ready. It made me holler out loud and squirm, but he didn’t let up. He just left me stuffed with all his 8-inch-thick cock as I squirmed and whined. He started stroking me deep and hard but with time between strokes at first. But it didn’t take long till he started drilling harder. He kept changing angles on his thrusts. He was spending half the time trying to pound my prostate and the others just trying to hit every edge of my hole. It felt like his cock was a hound dog trying to sniff out every last bit of jizz in my hole. I hadn’t moved my head or even opened my eyes. It didn’t matter to me, I just wanted this mans full load inside of me. I finally felt him start to shake and knew I was about to be loaded yet again. He took his last few strokes and tried to mash my prostate to a pulp until he finally let loose his cargo into my ass. He stayed deep in there as he tried to catch his breath. Finally, he came free of me. I was gonna look back as he was zipping up but I had forgotten there was another guy to take my ass for a spin. He tried to knock my legs farther apart and found my shorts and thong in the way, He stepped on them and got them off me. I felt like a true used slut at this point. The quick look had only shown me a glimps of the back of the dude that seemed to love all aspects of my hole. That and the look of this short muscular blonde in overalls that was gonna pound my hole out. His cock was nothing to write home about, but his balls were huge. He got me down to his level and slid into my hole with ease. I still milked that cock for all that I was. He may be short with an average dick but he gave it to me with gusto. His grunts and hands alone were turning me on and into even more of a slut. He must have fucked me fore a good 15 minutes before he finally blew. And oh god did he blow. His balls pulled up and let loose what felt like a gallon of cum in a good 12 to 15 squirts that felt like they were coming out of super soaker into my ass. I was in heaven. His growl as he came was shaking fixtures and I thought for sure we were gonna get thrown out. But no. After the flood in my ass he pulled right out. I looked around and sadly saw no one else lined up to take my ass out for a spin. Blonde told me to move over so he could piss. Not missing my chance to make this take longer and clean him off I turned around and sat on the toilet, took his dick in my mouth, and slurped it clean. “That’s nice but I really need to piss” I put his dick to my lips and said “No one said you couldn’t” He smirked, “You really are a dirty slut” I just nodded as he let go his stream. I enjoyed it in my mouth and then on my face and body. He was having a great time. As his flow started to slow I put it back in my mouth so I could swallow at least a little of his nectar. Now fully spent he pulled up his overalls, rebuttoning over just one shoulder and was gone. I sat there for a few minutes hoping someone would come in. But only a few came in to use the urinals and left. Finally I decided to get dressed. Looked down and saw my thong was gone. Getting home in mesh shorts without leaking was gonna be even more of a challenge. But I didn’t see as I had much choice. I went into the bar to see that it was slowing down quite a bit. I loved the huge load the blonde had shot in me after the dude had loved on my hole inside and out and decided I would just take this load home to play in myself. I wanted more cock but nothing was biting and knew this load wouldn’t stay in me forever without a plug at least. I walked back to the hotel hoping my red head was still there. I didn’t see him but went to the front desk to ask about him. Realized I looked like a slut and tried to play it off like he offered me directions earlier in the night and I wanted to thank him. The 6’4” black man behind the counter whose name was Ethan based on his name tag looked up at me and said, “Robert fucked you before you went to the bar, he told me.” “Oh, I said. Is he still here?” “No, he left 2 hours ago, but he said if you stopped by, I should give you a ride back to your hotel.” “Oh, you don’t have to do that, I can get an uber” “He said you were a bit of an easy lay, and a bit slutty” “Well, yeah that’s true” “You still got Roberts load in ya?” “Amongst several others.” “Oh you really are a slut” “Proud to serve the cocks that need servicing” “Nice, so I can fuck you too?” “Um, I mean if you want to, you want it right here?” “No, too many cameras, I’ll get fired. Go down to the hotel van, I’ll meet you down there. Gotta get Sarah to cover the desk.” Off I went. I got to the van, all excited I was gonna get more dick. My ass felt sloshy and loose but I didn’t care. One more for the road couldn’t hurt. I decided to be daring and got completely naked right there in the parking garage. I laid myself across the hood of the van with my ass out. I hoped he wouldn’t be too long. I started playing with my hole while I waited. I didn’t want anything to leak out but I couldn’t stop my self from playing with the hole and tasting the cum. When he finally showed up he was shocked. “Fuck man, lucky there are no cameras out here but the maintenance team is still here working overnight. Get in the van, I’ll grab your clothes and shoes. He threw my stuff in the back and a I draped myself over the big back seat. He got in and put down a hotel towel on the floor in the middle of the bucket seats and sat down in one as he unbuttoned his pants. I jumped onto him like I was starving. His cock was huge. Big black slab of meat. Had to be 11 inches and good thickness. His body was so nice too. He worked out a lot. I was slobbering on his nob before he could get his pants all the way down. As he raised his ass to get his pants down he impaled me on that monster meat. The veins on it were crazy and felt like ribbing in my mouth and down my throat. I couldn’t breath and almost started to choke on the member in my throat, but finally he got his pants down and sat back. The cock pulling throat slime out as it slid free. I sat there staring at it and just said “I need that in my hole” “Your wish is about to be granted. He threw me down on the towel and put a duffle bag under my ass so he could fuck me face to face. This was gonna go deep and probably hurt. But I didn’t care. He pushed my legs up and lined his meat up with my abused pussy from this weekend. I tried to push out my ass a little to kiss his cockhead. He smirked and started pushing forward. He slid into me steady and easily for the first half. Then his cock was thicker as he got deeper. It started to stretch and push me. I just bared down and took it. Finally he bottomed out. “Fuck dude, most people can’t take it all, but ur ass has” “It’s not easy, but I’m a easy slut hole, here for your use, Sir” “Good boy, cause now I’m gonna fuck you, with no mercy till I cream your hole” “ughnn, yes sir, please do” He proceeded to do just that, he was long dicking me. My ass was squelching cum all over his balls as he was going. I was trying to milk his cock and keep myself tight for him but there was so much cock, so deep in me, mixed with so much cum, it was hard to maintain. I hoped this would never end and yet begged for his balls to empty everything they had deep into my soul. I lost track of how long he fucked me. He was enjoying himself and figured out kissing me and trying to pinch my nipples off my body got my hole to tighten up a bit so he went to town. Right as he was about to cum he latched onto my right nipple and sucked and bit for all he was worth. It hurt like hell and I was sure to have a hickey and sore nipple tomorrow but it tightened my hole up really well so he pounded like hell till he erupted in my ass. His grunts as he was trying to rip my nipple off with his teeth was excruciating but heavenly to have his load in my ass. When he let go I was so sore. My ass and chest were on fire. He told me to stay naked. He plopped out of my ass, moved forward and dropped his still sizable meat into my mouth to clean. I did so happily. He then stood up and got dressed. He told me I could move but make sure any leakage went on the towel. I did as I was told. I tried to lick any stray cum off the towel as we drove. It was a challenge but I was determined. When we got back to my hotel he told me to get out of the van naked and he would hand me my clothes. Luckily it was late and he didn’t pull under the porte cochere and had me out in the parking lot. I did as I was told. He told me,” Thanks for that, You should stay at my hotel next time.” I said “if you and Robert are still there, there is no reason I wouldn’t!” He at least handed me the clothes. I really was worried he would drive off with them or throw them at me, but he didn’t. Then he drove off, I quickly redressed. But as I did I realized I had my credit card and id, but no room key. Damn. So in the hotel I went. And I had to stop at the front desk. An older daddy in his 50’s was working there. He looked up at me with some ice blue eyes and I about melted. I knew I didn’t have another fuck in me. I was used up and spent at this point, I just needed to get back in my room. “I’m sorry I seem to have lost my room key at the bar tonight. Is there anyway I can get a new one.” “Sure” he said, as he looked over my body in my slutty outfit. “I just need to see an id” Stupidly I had put my id back in my sock before I came into the hotel so now I had to bend over and retrieve it. I handed Jeffery (according to his name tag) my id and his face was now blushing a bit. “Um sir, did you know you can see thru those shorts?” “Yessir, I did. I had a red thong on under them earlier but those gotten taken as a souvenir.” “Oh, okay. Well I can see why.” He said as he was programing my new room key “Normally I would offer you a free ride to see how good it is, but I have had a lot tonight already, so unless you got something special I can’t pass up I’m just gonna turn in” “Ever felt an 0-gauge prince albert in your hole before?” “Fuck” “Yeah, let me help you to your room. You look like you could use it” He said as he handed me my new key. “Thank you, daddy.” I said as he crossed around the counter and put an arm around my fishnet covered shoulders and walked me toward the elevator. “Oh you wanna call me daddy, well you can be my boy. But I think you being such a sluttly boy tonight means I have to remark you as my own.“ He said as we entered the elevator. “Yessir, I said. I wanna be daddy’s boy till he puts his baby makers in me.” I said as we climbed the floors in the elevator. “I thought you were too tired and just needed to be put to bed” He said with a smirk as we exited the elevators. I was rubbing his body at this point. “No daddy, dont leave me unsatisfied” I said as we went down the hall “No worries boy, you will be satisfied. Now crawl the rest of the way to your room, I wanna see your ass wiggle.” he said as he pushed me to the ground. I crawled the last 30 feet to my room, shaking my ass like it was on fire. He just stared. I opened the door and went in. He ripped my shorts off and threw me on the bed. “Present your hole” He commanded. I got on my knees, put my face on the bed and used my hands to pull open my cheeks and show my hole. He took his thick middle finger and started fingering my cummy mess of a hole. He moved to one side of me and told me to take off his pants. I did and there it was a very experience thick cock with some salt and pepper pubes, but well kept and a huge 0-gauge prince albert ring. I had been fucked by one before but rarely and loved the way the weight of the ring feels in your ass. I sucked that thing into my mouth so quick someone watching wouldn’t have known he was even naked before it disappeared. It took some work to get him to rise. But he was enjoying the hell out of my ass. “Damn boy, you been a naughty slut tonight. This thing is full. You gonna have room in there for daddy’s load or am I gonna have to make some room?” I couldn’t talk with my mouth full so I I just moaned in agreement. I didn’t care. I just wanted more. He was stretching my hole with two fingers and then 3. “I think I can see into your hole boy. I can see your cum covered soul of a slut deep in your ass.” And that was just the thing that finally got him all the way hard. It made me happy to know my slutty self got him that excited. He pulled his cock out of my mouth gingerly to make sure and not hit a tooth. He then got behind me and I represented my hole like I knew he would like. He lined that pierced head up with my now loose hole and started to push. I felt the cold metal and the hot cock flesh pushing and I so wanted it in my body and it happened. With a pop he was sliding into my cum cavern. I could feel the big hunk of metal and his thick man flesh in my hole. I had forgotten completely about being sore and tired and was just a slut hole doing my duty. He reached up and brushed my sore nipple and I clamped down hard on his dick in my hole. And apparently that was it. He shoved forward pushing me flat on my stomach and pound a few more strokes as his meat drenched my slutty over used ass. He wasn’t a squirter because it didn’t feel like that. But it felt like molten lead leaking into my hole. It was probably just the piecing pulsing on my prostate but it feel like perfection. “Thank you, Daddy.” “Thank you boy. That’s one hot piece of slut ass” “Sadly I check out tomorrow but otherwise you can have it whenever you want.” “Don’t be surprised if you wake up with a dick in your ass a few times then” He said as he pulled free. “Whatever you want, Sir” I said as I started to drift. I knew I was gonna pass out, but I didn’t care. I felt totally satisfied. Then I realized I should clean him off. I started to get up but he pushed be back down. “Get some sleep boy, you need it, and I will do my best to be back later.” And with that I passed out.

The next morning we woke up to a knock at the door, it was Jerol. It felt weird seeing him and hear him telling us we had an hour to get ready, especially after what we did the night before. The boys all headed to the shower, while I waited for them to leave, and pull the cum soaked toilet paper from in between my ass cheeks out and flush down our toilet. Another knock on the door. I opened it with just my towel on thinking one of the boys forgot something. It was Jerol again. He said,"hey, sorry I was a little rough last night, but it'd been a week since I've gotten my cock wet." His hollywood smile made me soft and I said,"It's cool man, I just wish you hadn't cum in me." That was embarrassing to say out loud. He smiled at me and hugged me, our skin touching like that, made me hard again! What the fuck!? Why? He felt my dick harden against him. He pulled my towel off and I was rock hard standing straight up. He asked,"Did you shit my cum out of your pussy last night?" "No," I replied,"I couldn't do it with the guys all in here and the shower area closed off." "Good," Jerol responded, "get on your back on the edge of your bed, we have about twenty minutes." He pushed me toward the bed, and I did as he told me to, all the while telling him we couldn't fuck, he was too big, and I was too sore, I didn't like it. He lifted up my legs and started eating my hole. I was in bliss, as my battered hole was getting some relief from a tongue massage. I heard a "click" and saw he had oil in his hand. I guess he'd had it in his shorts pocket the whole time. He was stroking his third leg as he ate my boy pussy. I mean, my ass. I was beginning to feel relaxed and almost felt like I might cum. He got up on his knees and placed that huge cock on my hole. "Jerol! Please don't! I can't take it." He retorted,"I'm just going to rub my head on your hole okay?" I let him. I just laid back like a slut as he rubbed his cock on my hole. He started stroking my steel hard cock with his hand and as I relaxed more he applied pressure to my hole and he started to sink into me. I guess all the cum inside me and the oil he'd poured all over his dick was enough lube to enter my tight hole. It still hurt like a fucker, but kinda felt good too. Having this tall, gorgeous young man put such a huge cock into my tiny hole. I felt so dirty, so wrong. It was so wrong to let this guy push his huge thick cock into my ass. He was sinking more and more of that beautiful cock into my butthole when he hit my inside spot again. Precum started pouring out my pee hole. I was grunting it hurt, but also I felt the pressure against my prostate and fuck...I think I might cum. Why did it hurt so bad too though? He put my legs up onto his shoulders and grabbed my hips as his began slamming his cock into my little hole. I was breathing hard as I felt myself about to cum. He railed on my hole. Jerol began talking gross to me again. Telling me my white boy pussy was his to use and breed as long as I was at camp. He said he'd fuck all of his loads into my bitch hole whenever he wanted and I'd better learn to take his poison loads. "Poison loads???" What did that mean? Precum was leaking out all over my abs. I told him to hurry before the guys got back. "Hurry what?" Jerol asked "Hurry up and cum in me before they get back," I said. Jerol smiled and began ramming me hard, his hips slapping against my ass cheeks...pow pow pow rapidly plowing my hole. I couldn't take the pressure or pleasure any more and my cock started exploding between us. I didn't even touch my dick this time! I was blowing my last load out onto my face as he drove his truck sized cock into me and I felt again how much thicker it got as he blasted my insides with his cum. He pulled his dick out unceremoniously and dropped my weak legs to the floor. He pulled up his shorts and put the oil back in his pocket. "Get to the showers before the boys get out, or they'll see you covered in cum and might see my loads leaking from your used up pussy." Jerol warned me. I quickly covered up with a towel and practically ran into a shower stall so no one would see my shame. I felt a little bit of Jerol's cum leak out of my hole for the rest of the day. Why did I let him fuck me again? It hurt so bad the first time, I wasn't ever gonna let that happen again. I guess it wasn't as bad the second time, but still! I can't believe I came without even touching my cock...I came sooo hard and so much...

Developing a loose or hole isn’t so much physical, i.e. you’ve been fucked so much your hole gets permanently stretched out. Like getting fucked in general, it’s getting into the right head space about being penetrated. Really knowing your hole and how it feels so much better being fucked when it’s relaxed. Being completely confident you’re clean is essential in learning to relax your hole. Really opening up lays your prostate bare which means the Top’s cock is pleasurably rubbing over as opposed to jabbing at it (which some find unpleasurable) when you’re hole is tense and tight. Having that comfort level to open up big—even push out a little—moves the deeper part of your hole down further onto your Top’s cock, which can allow him to push inside that first turn in your colon which some refer to as the “second sphincter” or “second hole”. That’s an amazing sensation...for the Top too as it’s tighter on the head of his cock as he fucks through it.

^^^ this ^^^ looks like a great risk reduction strategy. (The anal bottoms – not the oral bottoms.) Everyone's droplets stay on their side of the wall. Maybe put some walls up between the bottoms to further contain things. And then showers for everyone as they leave.

The door bell rang at 9:00 AM and when I opened it it was Jay and JJ. I invited them in and Jay said he had a favor to ask although he didn't think I would mind. He said he had to fly home for work but JJ wanted to stay a little longer and Jay wanted to know if he could stay with me since they had his parents house on the market and he was afraid his son would not maintain it. I looked over at JJ, he had on black basketball shorts and a t-shirt that had the sleeves, sides and most of the front and back cut off. He smiled and said I wont be any trouble I promise. Jay said you may not be trouble but I know you will cause some, he winked at me and I said sure he can stay. Jay gave JJ a hug thanked me and was gone in no time. As I was closing the front door JJ slipped up behind me and said I didn't think he would ever leave. I felt his hand go down the back of my shorts and then his finger started pushing into my ass. I was moaning as the little discomfort of a non lubed finger in my ass felt so good. He started steering be with his other hand and pushing me to the bedroom. Once in my room he pulled his fingers from my ass and shoved them in my mouth and said clean my fingers bitch. After a second or two he started taking off his shirt and turned and told me to strip. His phone buzzed with a message, he smiled and said strip take my t-shirt and go to the bathroom, get in the sower and tie this around your head covering your eyes and wait for me. I did as instructed. I heard him come back in the room but it did not sound like he was alone. Then I heard him say, see I told you man and he gives good head. Next thing I knew I was being pissed on by two steams of piss. I felt so dirty but happy at the same time. One of the dicks was shoved in my mouth still pissing. I knew it was not JJ, It was almost as long but defiantly bigger around. I heard a moan and then he whispered god damn this is one nasty bitch. JJ said told you, I can't wait to plow his ass. The other voice said me too. Think the bitch can handle both of us at the same time. They started laughing at that and before long I was told to stand and was turned to and pushed up against the wall. JJ leaned in and said I met a friend last night, he was the waiter at the restaurant and he's got a nice big dick. I told him how much of a whore you are for dick and how you took care of my dad back in the day. He couldn't wait to get his hands on your ass but I get first shoot. Take a deep breath because he and I agreed just spit no lube. I heard both of them spit and felt spit hitting my ass and then JJ whispered ready or not and before he could finish saying hear I come he was balls deep in my ass. I screamed in agony. I heard the other guy saying things like fuck yea man fuck that faggot, shove it in that ass, harder man he wants it. I also heard them kissing and talking dirty to each other. I head JJ say so you gonna shove that big dick up my faggot ass? The other guy said god damn right I am I heard him spit a couple times and then heard JJ moan in my ear. JJ was telling him to fuck him and a couple times he said fuck me harder man, I can take it I'm a man fuck me. I could feel the other guy trust in to JJ causing him to trust in to me. I was used to him now and it felt amazing, his big long dick ripping me apart. This must have went on for 20 or thirty minutes. I heard the other guy say you want me to bread you bitch and JJ and I both said fuck yes at the same time. JJ said I want that fucking cum in my ass, I need it in my ass. Then JJ said I'm cumming I felt him shoot in my ass 8 or nine shoots of cum. I also head the other guy cumming telling JJ to take it and JJ just moaning. After a few minutes JJ dick started to slip from my ass and I could feel his cum running down my legs. I was exhausted. JJ removed the t-shirt from my eyes and I turned around to see this sexy Latin kid. He had beautiful dark eyes and he was build like JJ maybe a little better. His 6 pack was more defined for sure and his smile. Well needles to say he was just like JJ, perfect. He said his name was Mateo and that he was working at the new Mexican restaurant in town. I smiled and said I can't wait to try it out, if it tastes as good as you look I will be there all the time. JJ said I hate to interrupt this moment but I'm hungry got anything to eat? Mateo said me too. I started to grab my shorts but Mateo asked why? He grabbed my dick and said we may need some special sauce and I think JJ and I are fresh out. So naked we walked to the kitchen and I cooked for both boys while the played and edged me till at the very end couldn't hold it anymore and shoot my load. Mateo caught it in a glass and added OJ to it and he and JJ split the drink. JJ looked at Mateo and said this weekend is going to be fucking amazing, I can't wait to fuck you and then dp his ass. Before long we started making out with each other and then headed back to my room to start round two.

After a week or two my girlfriend ended up getting real sick too. I guess she got whatever I got. At least she wasn't pregnant, she'd had her period. Whew, the implant must work. I got a call from Jerol's university, they were offering me a scholarship for basketball and wanted to know if I'd come up that weekend for a campus tour before school started back. I was excited to be offered the scholarship and embarrassed that I was kinda hoping to run into Jerol. No, I hope I don't run into him. I guess it wouldn't be bad to see him though, maybe grab a coffee or something. I texted him with the details. We'll have dinner when I get settled in. I packed up and they actually were letting me stay the weekend in one of the dorms. Once I got up there they took me straight to the dorms so I could put my stuff somewhere before the tour. Huh, looks like the same dorm building as the one I stayed in during camp. They lead me up to Jerol's floor! Gosh damnit, I remember this area a little too well. I started to throw wood in my shorts. I've been wearing jockstraps a lot lately now, because I can't seem to keep my dick down. Plus it kinda makes me horny knowing my ass is exposed. I don't know why that turns me on now. I guess it's because of Jerol and the way he used me back there. I got to my dorm, it was at the end of the hall from Jerol's dorm, I was glad I wouldn't be next to his room. I didn't want to hear any sex noises from the boys he tricks into getting inside there. It's whatever. I opened my room up and there was Billy! He was in just his shorts, putting away a few things. Damn. He looked a little more muscular, still had that tiny waist and shit, look at his ass. Man I'm glad I've got my jockstrap on. Billy turned around and said,"HEY! Oh man, I'm glad to see ya, I was afraid they'd stick me with some weirdo or nerdy fag." I gave him a big hug. I probably shouldn't have hung on so long. It's just, he smelled. so good. And his skin felt, so soft and warm. We caught up a little bit. Turns out he got real sick about the same time I did. Guess the flu came around to a few of us. The more we talked the more I liked Billy, he and I were a lot alike. Everyone once in awhile I'd remember seeing Jerol slam his cock up that perfect bubble butt and get flustered. Jerol texted me making sure we were still on for dinner and asked if a buddy could tag along. I responded,"Sure thing! Can I bring someone too?" He said "of course, who did I know at campus though?" I told him I ended up being in the same dorm room as my camp buddy, Billy. He laughed and said, that's who he was inviting to come to dinner with us. Ahhhh, now I see what's going on. Jerol was getting his two conquests from basketball camp together for dinner. I wonder what else his sneaky ass was planning. Gosh damnit, I wish Billy would stop bending over in front of me. His shorts cut right into his crack inside those gorgeous fuckin globes of meat. Shit I'm hard again. What would it be like to be inside an asshole? I could fuck an ass without a condom too, I bet it'd be tighter than my girlfriend, would it feel the same as a pussy?

The rest of the week was about the same as the first day and morning. Jerol fucked my tight hole 2-3 times a day and would always leave it dripping. It was embarrassing that I was letting this massive hung jock use me like his personal fuck toy. I always told him "no" and that it hurt too much but somehow he would convince me to let him "just rub his cockhead on my hole" or "just lick and tongue-fuck my butthole" which always ended up with his cock pumping ten inches in and out of my ass and him cumming in me. I became more quiet with the guys, they noticed something was wrong, but obviously I couldn't tell them what was really going on. On the last day of camp we'd all been let out early to do whatever we wanted. I went back to the dorm with the rest of the guys, they showered while I talked to my girlfriend. She was telling me that she couldn't wait for me to get home and eat her pussy and fuck her. She'd gotten an implant before she went to camp and wanted me to cum inside her as much as I could. I was so hard and horny now. The guys filed into the dorm room, and asked if I wanted to go to the mall with them. I spent all my money on camp, so I really couldn't. Besides my girl got me too riled up, I figured I'd stay back and jerk off a few times while I had the dorm room to myself. As soon as the guys left I began jerking off, I came once, but it was difficult for some reason. I kept jerking my diamond hard cock, and as I relaxed more I began to feel myself up. I eventually had my hand running through my crack, hitting my tight pink boyhole. Next thing I remember I was fucking my hole with three of my fingers and blasting a huge load all over myself. Hmph...I didn't mean to finger myself. It just happened. I decided I better hop in the shower, when I came out of the dorm room, I ran into Billy, he was in the dorm room across the hall. He was about 5'5" and super quick on the courts. He was part Latino, his skin and complexion would get anyone to look twice. He was really lean and muscular, with quite an ass on him. I bet his waist was only 28 inches around which made his butt look all the more poppin. I said,"hey, you didn't go to the mall with the rest of the guys?" Billy wasn't a shy guy, but he looked down and mumbled something about having to stay back and clean up the gym and he was going to get ready for a shower too. I went on into the shower area, and had a nice hot shower. As I was drying off I heard a "clink" at the door. I didn't think anything of it, so I finished drying off and was putting my clothes back on when I heard someone try to get into the door. That's odd, it seemed like it was locked. I grabbed my shower gear and put on my shoes and when I got to the door, sure enough, it was locked. Why did someone lock the door so early and while I was showering? I unlocked it and peeked out into the hallway. There was Billy at the end of the hall talking to Jerol. Jerol had his hand on Billy's shoulder, I heard Jerol say,"yeah, sometimes they lock up early, but you can use the shower area on my floor..." What the fuck!?!?! Jerol is the one that locked the door that first day! He set that up so he could get me up onto his floor, use his shower, all with the intentions of busting my straight boy hole cherry. That fucker. I felt a pain of jealousy. He was fucking other boys besides me??? Wasn't I enough? He fucked me several times a day too. Ugh. I should be glad Billy was going to relieve me of some of my duties. But I felt, mad, and jealous. Why? I don't like it when Jerol fucks me, it hurts and he just uses my hole...but I do blow my loads multiple times while his cock pounds my prostate. Fuck, maybe I like it. I don't do I? Me cumming so hard and so much is just my body reacting to something so huge slamming my prostate, right? Fuck this shit. I'm going to follow Billy and Jerol and find out if he's really doing what I think he is. I snuck up the stairs and quietly opened the door to the shower area on Jerol's floor. I heard moaning and I froze. "Damnit, shit, it's true." I made my way toward the sounds, and hid behind a locker and peered around the corner to see Billy sitting on the bench while Jerol was on his knees sucking Billy's cock and balls. Damn, Billy had an incredibly thick uncut cock. I couldn't believe such a thick cock would be on such a tiny boy. Jerol was deep throating him too! I watched as he used his mouth on Billy's cock and balls, and then taint, and my eyes widened as Jerol lifted up Billy's legs and dove into that perfect sweet ass. Jerol was eating Billy's pussy hole like it was the last hole on earth. I suddenly realized my hands had migrated to my hard cock and was stroking off to this scene. What was I doing? As Jerol ate that bubble butt, he reached into the shorts laying under the bench and pulled out a bottle of oil. He began slathering it all over his huge member. It was dripping in oil. He turned Billy around on the bench and got up on it with him, and began rubbing his cockhead on Billy's hole. Billy was saying,"just don't put it in okay? I've only had my girlfriend's fingers in me, and you're so much, just way too big." I already knew what Jerol was about to say,"it's cool man, I just want to rub it against you hole for a minute." I watched everything play out like it did for me on day one. Jerol ended up slowly working and running Billy down until he had about 8 inches pumping in and out of Billy's tight hole. Billy asked for a condom several times, he asked Jerol to stop several times, but in the end Jerol blasted his load inside Billy and Billy blew his load twice while getting rammed by that monster. I also shot my load onto the floor three times. I felt so sad though. I just walked out and went back to my dorm. I cried a little. I don't know why I felt really alone all of a sudden. I was exhausted too. I really didn't feel well. I laid down and fell to sleep immediately. When I woke up later I was soaked in sweat, I was burning up. I definitely had a fever, and fuck...I barely got my head over the trash can while I vomited. Oh my god, why do I feel so horrible? My entire body ached. Thankfully, there was just a few more hours until my parents came to pick me up and take me home. I fell asleep again, and woke up to Jerol shaking me. Jerol was asking me,"Hey man? Are you okay? You seem really sick." I told him I had a fever and had thrown up. I felt like shit. Why was Jerol smiling? Jerol consoled me,"you'll be okay buddy, let me take your clothes off you and get you cooler." As his hands pulled my sweaty clothes off I suddenly said,"NO! Fuck you Jerol! I saw you and Billy, you're the one that locked the shower area doors and you tricked me into letting you fuck me! And you do the same shit to every boy that walks in here don't you?" I was too weak to stop Jerol from undressing me. He responded calmly,"Look man, I'm a horny guy. I don't fuck everyone, just the special ones. Guys like you and Billy, with little waists and big asses. You're just so hot. It's just sex man. We all got girls back home, we're just helping each other bust our nuts while they're gone, ya know?" By this time he had me completely naked and was stroking my hard cock. I don't know how I was hard, I was so sick. I laid there, while he fucked me again. I didn't have the strength. I just let him do whatever he wanted. He smiled at me a lot, telling me to be sure and take care of myself and go to the doctor when my parents picked me up to make sure I didn't have the flu. He blew two loads in me. I guess Billy's ass wasn't enough for him, he had to take mine too while I was sick. Jerol put his number in my phone and told me to text him next time I was in town. hmph...yeah right, he wishes. I'll never let someone fuck me again.

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

I'm a top. I'm not into scat but I like a musty ass too but most guys don't appear to be into that. I have a guy that I visit every other month or so. When we plan to meet, I always arrive to his place early so that I can get there before he gets home. I want to get there before he can take a shower. Several times I've gotten there just as he is coming home from jogging. Once we go to his bedroom, I start making out with him before he takes off his clothes. He then tries to head toward the bathroom but that's when I push him onto the bed and open his legs to expose his hole. He then freaks out a little and tries to stop me by telling me that he wants to take a shower first. I force his legs open. Just as I get close to his ass the scent hits me in the face. I start rimming his how like crazy. He recoils because he doesn't feel clean but I force him to stay down. I get so excited that I decide to fuck him now. So I get between his legs and stick my dick him. He stops resisting and gives in. I realize that there could be "consequences" to not letting him get ready for it, but once I get a whiff of that ass, I'm in it to win it.

I disagree. As I stated initially I interact with very few people, and don’t interact with any high risk folks on a regular basis. Ethics, more often than not, is about choosing of the lesser evil. Having grown up in a fundamentalist “just say no” environment — that’s not the answer. Or, put another way, is life worth living if you deny yourself basic pleasures? As the article about the Dutch pointed out, we’re biologically programmed to need/want sex. The ethical choice in this situation is to not overindulge — to partake just enough to satisfy the need and have live a life that feels like it’s worth living. You also need to consider the risk vis-à-vis other acceptable risks you take every day. For example, if you drive a car there's a chance you could kill someone. Do you stop driving your car? All things being equal, SUVs are far more likely to kill people than sedans. Do you shame your friends who've bought SUVs? If you hit someone at 20mph there's a 10% chance you'll kill them. At 30mph there's a 50% chance. At 40mph there's a 90% chance. Which speed is the acceptable speed to drive? I picked those examples because the harm is to another person. Yet those are all considered "acceptable risks". Thanks to our Puritan ancestors (of our culture, if not genetically) to judge things involving sex more harshly than things that don't involve sex. But how many people die each year from car crashes when the driver didn't really need to make the trip or was going faster than really necessary? How is that different than going on a hookup where there's a small chance you might infect someone else with COVID?

Dude, that's your opinion not a fact. It's obvious to everyone you don't understand that by now. The First Amendment prohibits the GOVERNMENT from doing certain things not private entities. Since Breeding Zone is a website and not the US Federal Government, any rules we have about what people can or cannot say have nothing to do with the First Amendment. There are plenty of people who have posted things in THIS THREAD that I personally disagree with. Not a single one of them has been banned or disciplined. That includes you; I would be perfectly within my rights to given you an infraction for calling out the management of the site. That is against the rules. But I am not going to feed your martyr complex. No one has a vendetta against you; you just persist in making trouble on the forum, and we don't allow that. Enjoy your free pass. It is the last one you get from me.

OMG you guys are making me so hard with this thread! Love just going downtown, firing up the apps and seeing who is ass up in a nearby hotel. Once this lockdown is over I promise I will never take my anon bottoms for granted again!

Just visiting my old post, I realise, during this Covid situ, I miss sex of course, but I miss intimacy more I think. I love the intimacy of kissing, lips, neck, tongues, stroking the back of my kissers hair, head, the feel of the tongue and mine entwined. Damm I miss this....

We're no longer supposed to stay at home. Now we're supposed to "Stay Alert." Not that anyone has any idea what that is supposed to mean. Nor that I had been particularly good about the "Stay at home" part either. So, come Saturday morning, I got on Grindr. There were some regulars, including a boy who is so pushy on-line, I am assuming I'm gonna have to tie him up if we ever meet in person. But there was a new one; I had checked him out before, but we had never talked. We started to talk. He was an Asian boy, a bit taller than me, with a solid body; a hint of fat, a hint of muscle. His ass were two perfect melons, waiting to be parted. I sent him pictures of me fucking a boy raw, and assumed he got the message. He asked to come over, and I gave him my address. Before long, he was on his way. I offered to have some G with him, but he demurred. I smoked some weed, and after a quick shower, he was here. In person, he was cute and personable. He washed his hands, then we started making out, and slowly undressing. He had a smooth body, a bit sweaty from running to my place. It was nice, and we fell into bed, naked. His legs found the ceiling, and my cock found his crack. He wanted me to fuck him, but like a proper hungry bottom, he wanted to ride me. "Are you on Prep?" he asked me. I had grabbed the lube from the bed table. "No," I said. "I'm poz, undetectable." "Oh." He paused for a second, deciding his next step. "Would you mind wearing a condom?" "Yeah," replied, "I would mind." I started to put away the lube. I don't expect perfection from a quick hook-up, but that makes the baseline that much more important. I won't use a condom. He was weighing his options. Luckily his ass won, and he started rubbing it up against my raw cock head once more. I lubed it up, and it slid into his warm hole easily. We fucked for quite a while, rolling around with him on his back, on his stomach, on his side, then back to him on his back. It was a fun fuck, with lots of kissing and exploring. We did some poppers while we were fucking, and that just made it even better. His ass would open up and let me get in deeper, and my cock would stiffen in response. I loved to reach down and feel that line between his ass and my cock, where I was penetrating him. It was a perfect lazy Saturday morning fuck, the adult equivalent of cartoons and cereal. Eventually, it became too much, and I shot my wad in him. Even the orgasm was a languorous affair, long torrents of cum in to his hole. Even after my balls were drained, my dick stayed hard, keeping us close. We cuddled for a bit, then he wanted to cum. I was hard enough that he mounted me again, then jerked off a bit. I was turned on again, and started to fuck him some more. Unfortunately, I didn't have a second load in me but still tried my best. In the end, he shot his load as I held him and played with his nipples. He was a lot of fun. I'd definitely fuck him again. I might even want a date with him.

I walked around the campground more and got fucked a few more times before I walked over by the pool area and saw a group of guys getting ready for a game of naked volleyball. I intended on just watching but one of the guys said they needed another bottom player to make even teams and asked me if I was a bottom and wanted to play.i agreed and he said great and said it's tops vs bottoms and we were all planning on an orgy after the game was over. I got excited by that and we got ready to play. The guy who asked me to play went and turned on a foam machine and a black light and it was then before the foam got to big that I saw all the tops had the same uv biohazard tattoos that I saw on the two guys from my school. I got really turned on and during the whole game I played with a raging hardon as well as the rest of the players. There was allot of grinding and touching as the foam got thicker and I couldn't focus on the game as much as the fingers playing with my balls and ass. After about an hour of the game the bottoms won 10 to 4 and we all had to catch our breaths. We all stayed within the foam and the orgy started there. I got grabbed by one of the hottest tops there and he wasted no time in living his cock and my ass and went to town fucking me. He had a really thick cock and long one too that went in real deeply touching all the right buttons inside me. Another top walked over with a similar sized cock and a nice set of swinging balls. I saw another uv tattoo on his hip and dove down to the root of his cock in one shot. I just stood there taking these two Poz cocks at each end and I couldn't be any happier or so I thought. The guy fucking me pulled out for a moment and laid down on the ground and was pulling me down to ride his cock facing me. The guy I was sucking knew what was happening and joind us on the ground as he lubbed up his cock and started to slide it next to the one already buried into my whole. The feeling was intense and a bit painful but I was loving every moment of it and shortly the pain of being split by these two subsided and I really started to enjoy being stuffed. The two guys stuffing my hole started to pick up the pace and from the grunting and the feeling of their cocks getting harder I knew they were both about to blast my hole with some more Poz seed and I was ready to be filled with more Poz cum. With one final slam I could feel my hole being flooded with both of their Poz cum being shot into my guts and I was in heaven. The top behind me fell on my back panting after such an intense orgasam and the guy I was riding was as well so I stayed still relishing in the glow of such a hot fuck. Once they regained their composure and their cocks started to soften they started to slide out of my hole and each kissed me deeply thanking me for such a great fuck. I thanked them both for their deposits in my ass and we started to move more around the action around us. After an hour of this intense orgy I had been fucked at least by six other guys and decided to take a break and head to the bar for a nice drink. I sat on the barstool and while enjoying my drink I started to finger my hole and see how much cum I had collected so far that night. My fingers were coated in the sweet sweet Poz nector I even swirled some around the rim of my glass and mixed some into my drink. The bartender wearing nothing but a bowtie smiled at me when he saw what I was doing and gulped my drink. He and asked me if I wanted a fresh drink with some more cream and make it golden. I figured he was asking if I wanted to drink his piss and I was excited at that so I accepted but said I preferred it from the tap and winked at him. He called over one of the other bartenders and asked him to cover for a bit while he took a break. He led me into one of the bathrooms and took me into the ajoining showers from the locker room and we started to make out. He rubbed me all over and fingered my puffy hole pulling out some of the cum inside and shared it with me. I licked his fingers clean and made my way down his body till I was greeted with a very large thick cock that reached full hardness. He was easily 12 inches and as thick as a beer can and I wasn't sure I could deep throat but I love a challenge. I gagged a bit but was able to get his cock down my throat after the 4th I was able to get his whole cock down my throat. I earned a big moan from the bartender so I know he was enjoying it and he slowly started to fuck my throat. He fucked my throat in long slow pumps and quickly picked up the pace. Soon after I could feel his balls starting to get tighter and he slammed into my throat gushing an enormous amount of cum down my throat and I didn't miss a bit of it. He was breathing hard but didn't leave my throat at all. I started to feel his cock go soft and he said just to wait for the next part. He pulled out so just the tip was left in my mouth and started to let loose the stream of piss that I gulped and gulped so I didn't miss a drop. Once he was finished I stood up and he pulled me in for a strong kiss pushing his tounge in my mouth to taste his piss in me. Once finished we walked back to the bar and in a flash from one of the rotating black light another uv biohazard tattoo showed up. He poured me another drink saying it was on the house and I accepted it and sat to watch the drag show going on. After one of her songs the drag queen said " alright boys it's Time to pull the drawing for tonight's star bottom of the evening before we do the fire works tonight, so if you're a bottom and would like to be the star bottom of the evening just put your first name and last inatial on the paper passing around and come up and put it in the hat and we will pull the winner before the show." I put my name on a sheet and walked on stage getting allot of whistles and cat calls put it in the hat and walked back to my chair. Once all the bottoms there put in their entry the drag queen shook the hat and pulled one out. "Ok boys here it is and the lucky winner is Daniel F." Everyone looked around trying to see the winner and I was a little in shock that I won. I stood up and walked on stage and everyone started to applaud me. "Ok boys here is our star bottom so once the fireworks are over everyone here at the campground will get a chance to fuck and bed our star bottom boy." Allot of cheers went out and even I jumped for joy

Please everyone is paying attention solely to either Biden or Trump when the major decision of which to vote for lies upon the Supreme Court. We all know within the next year our wonderful RBG will be no longer sitting as one of our justices. Our country can not afford to lose that pick to Trump. It would make the ratio so far conservative I fear we will never return. It’s imperative we vote for Biden trusting that he will only do 4 yrs and hopefully a younger and more fresh voice will prevail. We currently are 5-4 and to go to 6-3 we can kiss gay rights, female and religious decisions to all fall to a conservative voice. I know that’s not a world that any of us here would be happy living in.

So the question going forward is how to be an ethical slut? I think it would be good to have a community discussion on it… One point of view is like that expressed by @Sobaystud above. That approach aims for zero risk. It's admirable, but is it maintainable? Those of us who went through the AIDS pandemic had a variety of approaches to dealing with it, and I think some of them are appropriate here. Personally I got through the '90s with 1) the best information I could find, and 2) risk reduction (but not complete risk elimination). So when the Limelight reopened a dark room, it was the first one in the City in many years. I was right in there for hours at a time. I was doing oral, j/o, and while I was vers at the time, but never got fucked in there. It wasn't the place. What shocked some guys was that I wanted them to cum on me. They thought it was really risky, but I knew it wasn't (HIV dies when exposed to air). The dark room was really hot and I'd get totally sweaty. The loads guys dumped on me would mix with the sweat and when I'd leave I was literally dripping wet with a mix of cum and sweat. I loved wiping my had over my chest and feeling it totally slick and covered in cum. The point of that story was that I took a little risk. I did stuff that was edgy for the time, but it was all based on risk reduction. That said, I didn't stop living my life. And I still had a blast. I'm not sure it's smart to tell people "just say no" – it's like religious fundamentalists – they bottle stuff up so much that when they finally let go they do some really fucked up shit. Personally I think we need a middle ground. Sensible risk reduction that might not eliminate all risk, but a strategy that reduces and spreads out the risk. So in other words, the risk you might take going to one crowded sex party – can you spread that out over different types of activities, so you might get say 2 hookups a week for 6 months that are the same cumulative risk as that one sex party? Here are some of what I think could substantially reduce risk. Feel free to add your approaches… Trusted Partners – This one is totally HIV Pandemic 101 – get to know guys before you fuck and get a sense for how much risk they're taking. Whether they've been tested and have antibodies, etc. There's this one little Asian guy I know is pretty kinky who wants to hookup when things get back a bit closer to normal. He's been possibly more conservative than me through this whole thing, so I know hooking up with him is pretty low risk. And I know him and trust him. Sex Outdoors – The news today was that a study done in China with extensive contact tracing found almost no cases of outdoor transmission. So hooking up outdoors, in parks, in the dunes at beaches, etc. could be a viable way to reduce your risk. 1-on-1s Instead of Groups – Let's say you go to a sex party and come in close contact with 100 guys, but only have sex with 40 of them. Well, you just took on 100 units of risk for only 40 units of benefit. If you did 40 1-on-1 hookups you'd get the same benefit for 40% of the risk, and probably have more sex in the process. Regulars Rather Than Strangers – If we're talking about units of risk, hooking up with the same guy 5 times, while not 1 unit of total risk, is less than 5 units of risk. Maybe it's 2 units of risk. But you just saved 3 units of risk… Quickies – That's another finding that came out in the past day or two – the shorter the interaction, the less risk. So a 5-10 minute pump-n-dump is substantially safer than an hour long hookup. I'm not going to say it's 1/12th or 1/6th of the risk, but maybe it's 1/3rd of the risk. Full Hoods with No Openings – If you like blindfolds, and you're thinking about wearing a mask during sex, combine the two and wear a full hood. It can be a $15 spandex one or a rubber / neoprene one, or a $300 custom leather hood. The point is, it actually makes the sex hotter while reducing risk. Now if giving a blowjob is important to you (or in my case felching a cummy hole), it may not be a workable solution. But if you don't feel like you're giving up anything, go for it… Here's a decent article that goes over risk reduction strategies for more mundane tasks, but a lot of the bullet points apply to sex equally well… So the next question is when… I think this one is a bit more contentious. Clearly some people never stopped hooking up. And other people are going to wait for months. And if that works for them, 👍, but it won't work for everyone. Personally there are several things I'm considering… Is the hospital system overwhelmed? Is the risk low enough to be acceptable? While NYC isn't to their target of 30% of hospital beds free and 30% of ICU beds free, they're getting there. So even now I think #1 is a big issue here. In a couple weeks I wouldn't consider it to be an issue at all. Then there's the question of risk. That's a lot more complicated. I don't interact with a lot of people normally, so my risk is primarily personal (and risk to my husband). I don't have the worry of elderly friends or family. I should also mention that my husband got both an RNA and antibody test recently and both were negative. So I'm almost certainly negative as well. Bottom line, if you catch it there's a little less than a 1% chance (on average) that you'll die. On the risk charts, being 52, I'm pretty much smack dab "average". Then there's the risk of all the other complications. If someone gave you a bowl of 100 M&Ms and said "there's one in there that will kill you", would you eat any of the M&Ms? Having candy is pretty optional, so no you probably wouldn't. But what if it were the only food around and you hadn't eaten in days? Then yeah, you'd probably risk it. But it's not like there's a 1% chance of death every time you hookup. The 1% chance of death gets multiplied by the chance you'll catch COVID in that particular hookup, and that's where the whole risk reduction thing comes in. IMHO, you have to take the risk of that particular hookup and compare it to things like going to the grocery store, or hanging out with friends in a park for an hour or two. Just because it's sex doesn't mean it's undeserving of some of your "risk budget". Personally I'm considering hooking up in a couple weeks. (Just considering at this point – this post is part of my thought process). And I'd start with low risk stuff like trusted partners, sex in parks, and quickie pump-n-dumps. A low risk activity like those once or twice a week will have a significant quality of life benefit. So what's your thinking on all this?

Part 1 Van Rubenheim was a man of great ambition. What he wanted was what he always got. In his late 30s he was one of the richest men of his country. Half of his money passed to him from his parent but his ambition and lack of any morals made him make a fortune soon enough. And while many things he had, there was one that he deeply craved. He loved controlling men of taste but with his money. He was a sexy man no, doubt. Money can buy lots of things, nice teeth, a personal trainer to work out and a skilled chef to cook healthy and tasty meals. He could get one of the so called "slaves" or "subs" but he deeply believed that ther devotion was a lie. Deep inside them these guys were the one in charge. They wanted someone to mistreat them or anything similar and they would search for the guy. So from his point of view the roles were inversed. The dominant was the sub. He wanted something different. He wanted to use his money and gain control of someone he would never had otherwise. A straight man that he would hire and the straight man would be obedient because that would be his job. Willing or not he would obey because of the money. Even in things that a sub would not tolerate. So from time to time he would go hunting. Whether he saw someone on a restaurant, let's say a cute waiter or a random guy at the beach. This time it was a guy on one of these "facebook-clothe-selling-pages'. He was brown haired with blue eyes and an intriguing face. He looked like one of these "bad boys" that would make most girls -and most gays no doubt- horny. Each time this incidence occurred he only had to do one thing. Mail the picture with a brief text "find everything". The recipient of this email was one of his closest men. He was in charge of many things, related to his "leisure time hobby" and his safety. He closed his laptop and he went back to work. When he returned he had what he wanted. "Bartender, occasionally working as a model for cheap clothe companies. Straight, 28. He even had a call for collaboration on IG. Van Rubenheim smiled. He had just found his prey. ---------------------------------------------------------- Hope you liked the story, tell me what you think about it and if you're interested to make the next parts.

I love Men, everything about them. After nearly 3 months of no physcal contact, it is getting to me. Seriously my Arse which is always stii tight, feels so different, kinda new if that makes sense, it feels empty, isolated like me. I miss kissing, intimacy, stroking, licking and touching, the anticipation of a strangers actions, style of sex. I miss the smell of a man, his scent, eating his arse, licking his balls, smelling his groin, stroking his pubes, thighs and then bending over to take his manhood in my arse. I miss Darkroom Sex I posted something earlier, Besides getting fucked , I love sucking cock. I love seeing him opening his pants for the first time, not sure what’s going to spring out. Dropping to my knees. I love the smell, the pubes, underwear, the present of his being delivered to me, the groans when I first put it in my mouth, the taste, the feel, the heat. I love the feeling of gagging on a cock at the back of my throat, my mouth being full. Running my fingers through pubes, chests and holding onto his thighs or butt cheeks. I love it when he groans and throws his head back , and I am in full control of his ecstasy whilst on my knees worshiping and working on his cock and balls with my mouth and tongue. When I glance up at him and see that he is in such a state of ecstasy — eyes rolled back into his head, mouth slightly open, groaning, then unleashing that hot butter into my willing mouth, while I clean him up, kiss the head goodbye and put it back in his pants. I have posted pics of used condoms, at least its spunk I miss it. How are we going to get through?...

Mike continued to lay on the bench as the Dr. and Jason left the room. His mind was racing with thoughts about what just happened. He had just taken an HIV positive load of cum inside of him. He felt a moment of anxiety wash over him as he realized what this truly meant. As these thoughts washed over him, he started to realize his destiny was in his hands and he chose this, he took control and made it happen, he felt at peace now. Mike pushed himself up and started to stand, as he did, he could feel the Dr’s cum inside of him. He loved that feeling! His knees were a little wobbly after kneeling for so long. He started to get dressed, relishing the feeling of the cum inside of him and the plug in his hole. He wondered what the Dr meant by aftercare? He finished dressing and sat in one of the chairs to tie his shoes, the plug pushing in deeper as he sat. The Dr and Jason came back into the room just as Mike finished up with his shoes. ”How are you feeling Mike?” The Doc asked. ”I’m feeling good. I honestly feel as peace and I’m happy to have done the procedure “ ”That’s great! I’m so happy to hear that, we’ve had a couple guys freak out after the procedure is done. So I’m very happy to hear that you are comfortable. So as Jason told you, we would like you to keep the plug in you until you go to bed at least, and if you can sleep with it in, even better. We want to make sure all of my semen stays inside of you for the best chance of conversion. Like I told you earlier, I can’t guarantee it, but we have a very good conversion rate. So here’s what you can expect. It could take up to six weeks, if it goes past that then you most likely will not convert, at that point we can make another appointment to try again. Most of the time we have seen the sero conversion happen within a couple of weeks. It just depends on your immune system. Jason will be staying in touch with you to see how you’re doing. If you start to feel flu like symptoms, please call Jason to let him know so we can schedule an appointment for you. Jason will also stop by to make sure you’re doing okay and to help you in anyway he can. Okay?” “Sounds good doc.” ”We do ask that you refrain from sex until you’ve converted. You can masturbate, but no sexual contact with anyone else okay?” ”Okay Doc.” ”Do you have any questions for me?” ”Not at the moment.” ”Okay, if you think of anything, please let me or Jason know. We’re happy to answer them. Also please don’t think you’re alone now, we’re still here for this process. We’ll help in any way that we can.” ”Thank you, I really appreciate it” “Okay then, Jason will take you home now. Remember, please keep the plug inside of you until you go to bed. We want a successful conversion”

IMHO, a well thought out start to a list that is sure to grow @rawTOP. I also lived through a lot of the HIV days and was actually in a sero-discordant relationship for about 12 years, and so when PrEP became available, it was an obvious choice to me to help be proactive about my health and lower risk with my undetectable partner. And I agree, this is a virus that will make some folks pause and think about things.... everyone will have to do what is right for them. I hope they are respectful of others in that process. I (used to) travel all over the world as part of my job. Mostly Europe, Africa, USA and Canada. Obviously, that isn't happening right now and I don't see a huge, quick turnaround. And that suits me fine, as I have a job that allows me to work at home - when I'm not working in airports. I've been alone in my home office since the second week of March. I've left the house 3 times, after dinner when the crowds in the grocery store are dwindling. I'm in/out like a ninja buying what I need, while wearing a mask and gloves. And then straight home to 'wash' some of my groceries. I stay in touch with my FWB's a few times a week. It's a relatively small list. I have realized this was likely a good thing. Why? In discussion with two of my closest FWB's we realized we have been isolating ourselves quite a bit from everyone. All limited to our once or twice a month foray for food. Masked. One has asthma (like me) and one had kidney issues years ago and is on a disability pension. We have really watched our P's and Q's. Internet meetings only with family and friends. Rob called me yesterday and said... "I haven't had sex in 12 weeks. I haven't left my house in 12 weeks. I'm losing it. What about you?" My response was that I had gone out for some groceries 3 times in the last 12 weeks. That's it. We have been FWB for years and we trust one another. And so, we got together yesterday and had a good solid romp. We're both versatile so there was some good breeding going on. I think this will be my new normal for a while. We even talked about that part and agreed this was about as risky as we would get. He went home to his house and I plan to stay in mine until sometime next week when I need some supplies. Masked. Gloved. I DO like the idea of pump n' dumps or gloryhole fucks tho.... maybe on the back deck? Hmmm. Great thread. I will be curious to see what others have to say and their experiences...

Fetish is actually one of the things that got people safely through the AIDS pandemic. Leather bars were super active hot spots. Flogging, mummification, piss, CBT, you name it… It was hot and kinky and pretty awesome. As much as I love breeding, I miss a good BDSM session.

Moderator’s Note: This post contains a brief non explicit mention of straight sex. My parents picked me up, and could tell I was really sick. We went home and Mom took good care of me. I started to feel better after three days. I was still sick for sure, and really weak. My girlfriend was pissed I had come home sick. She kept texting how much she wanted to finally feel me shoot all my loads inside her pussy. I was just too sick. Mom had to go back to work today and I was out of school being sick. My girlfriend came over to check on me and bring me a burger. I was starving. I hadn't been able to eat real food in days. I devoured it. I think it made me feel even better. My girl got my take-out trash and said she'd be right back. My girl wasn't the only one texting me and concerned about me. Jerol was also texting me. I don't know how he got my number, I guess he texted it to himself when he put his number into my phone. I didn't respond...much. He kept asking if I'd gone to doctor yet. I told him,"nah, I'm already starting to feel better." He sent a video of himself jerking off that huge monster cock. I admit I jerked off to it a few times and somehow ended up fingering my tight ass every time. My girl came back from downstairs and walked back into my room, shut and locked the door and got naked in about 10 seconds. I was stone hard seeing her body. I was still weak, but that didn't stop her from riding my dick and me pumping three loads into her pussy. I was wrung out, she got dressed and left, while I passed out. I woke up with my phone dinging repeatedly. It was Jerol again, asking how I was. I told him I'd bred my girl several times just a couple hours ago. He seemed surprised. I told him,"Look, I don't know why I let you do...those things to me. I'm straight. I love my girlfriend, and she got the implant." Jerol asked,"So when you say that you bred her, you mean you came inside her without a condom?" "Yes," I responded,"I'm not gay, I need pussy." Jerol was oddly quiet. He asked again, "so you didn't use protection? You came inside her?" I told him yeah, that's what boys and girls do! He sure was acting weird. I got showered, and dressed and had dinner with my parents. Late that night Jerol texted me another video of him stroking that huge cock of his. I tried to ignore it, but I found myself jerking off to it. I texted him a short video of me fingering myself... He surprised me when he started face-timing me. I wasn't sure if I should answer, but I was so horny again that I caved in and answered. The first thing I see on the screen is his Hollywood smile. He was clearly naked and jerking his massive cock. He immediately told me to show him my boy pussy. I did. "Finger your hole slut," he commanded. I did. "Fuck your hole with four fingers." Jerol told me. I told him I could only get three inside me. But he kept pressuring me, "I don't care what you can and can't do, I TOLD YOU to fuck yourself with four fingers." I did. It hurt so bad, but, it felt like Jerol's cock was inside me now...Jerol kept talking really dirty to me, telling me what a useless young man I was, sick and weak, letting him fuck my hole and poz me up. Taking his huge cock up my ass raw and letting him breed me every day. What a whore I was for letting him pump my ass full of his toxic seed. I had my whole hand inside my ass now. How the fuck does that fit? I was hitting my prostate like Jerol does, he kept talking filthy to me. "Blow your poz load boy, just like when you pozzed your girlfriend earlier today. Fuck yourself on this big cock and take my dirty cum." My eyes rolled back in my head as I shot a fountain of cum all over myself. I watched through blurry eyes, my phone screen as Jerol shot his own huge load. He said,"Thanks, see ya soon." and hung up. I drifted off to sleep covered in my own cum. What did he say about poz? What does that even mean? Did he think I got my girlfriend pregnant? I told him she had the implant...zzz

Grindr hook up - met him in the parklands because he wanted to get fucked outdoors. Young twink, skinny but had a perfect bubble butt. Went behind a tree and i started rimming him, he only sucked my cock for less than a minute before he wanted it up his ass. I gladly obliged the young twink and slid in him raw. Within a minute of fucking him we noticed another guy walk past, the twink said he did invite a few others which i didn't know about. He was a short muscle latino guy with a roughly 7" thick rod. He was already erect and started to rim me while i was plowing the twink. He soon put the head of his cock on my hole and started to push in me, i felt burning sensation and realised he must have put a rubber on. I stopped thrusting the twink, felt behind me for this latinos cock and grabbed it, i said "you fuck me naturally or not at all" as i pulled his condom off. He didn't say anything and pushed back in me and started to pound me and i slid my hard cock back in the twink. Within about 5 min of a chain fuck going i blew my load balls deep into the twink and rested on top of his back while he hunched over standing up and soon after the latino said "im about to cum" and i replied "give it to me" and i felt a warm feeling deep in my ass. The latino then pullled out and zipped up then left. The twink ate my ass and feltched the latinos cum out. I sucked on the twink and he shot immediately down my throat. Was a great night. 😎🐷😈 Only went to get some ass and in the end got a load up my ass and down my throat 😂😂🙊

Fucking with just spit, precum and the natural lube your ass makes is awesome. I wish more guys would figure this out.

I’m not voting for Joe Biden because of the crime bill a him working with segregationist (as if that work equivalent to working with a teachers union or something but I digress). I’ve learned my lesson from voting for Obama, I’m voting for my self interest like every other group. Unless he or Trump says they are going to do something tangible for Black people, I’m out on both. IDC if Trump wins again or not.

Trump didn't stand a chance in the debates 4 years ago. Hillary made mincemeat of him every time. I don't think they actually matter much.

*****The following is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real people, alive or dead, is purely coincidental.***** Enjoy, I sincerely hope you cum while reading this. Eat your cum. Smear it all over you. Take a picture of your load and share it in the comments. Be my guest. If I made you cum, I'd be honored. ❤ And now, gentlemen, without further ado... Let the "show" begin...... The most true statement any sexually active gay male can make in regard to their sexual health status, if they're not already testing positive, that they're not necessarily negative, but rather unknown. Especially true, if in your sexual repertoire you often practice bareback sex with multiple partners. There's good reason why, considering that HIV has a window period, where you can be infected, but still pass a blood test. Took me a little while to learn, but I eventually started to accept that as the norm, especially as I have been ditching condoms more and more as the years carry on. And I was such a sweet and innocent boy, once upon a time..... Let me tell you a little bit about myself. The name's Daniel. I'm a swimmer, and I was on my high school swim team. Most guys would probably consider me to be an otter, as I'm pretty lean, a tad athletic, and since puberty struck, I've grown a nice manly mane of chest hair. It's one of my favourite features, and I think it makes me look sexy. I'm 26, Capricorn, and I am a Ginger. I have Hazel eyes, and a face full of freckles, that track down my neck and spread over my shoulders. Going by the compliments I've been given, apparently what you've heard about us Gingers/Redheads is true. Fuck modesty eh, haha. I'm a passionate guy in bed and I love cock. And cum. I'd bathe in a man's piss, cum, spit and sweat if I could. All the scents drive me wild. Would you fuck me? I'd fuck me. I'd fuck me hard. Heh. When I left high school, I started cruising public toilets. There were a lot of chance encounters over the years that followed. Mostly making out with guys in the cubicles, often the big ones that were designed for use by disabled people in wheelchairs. Fortunately, I don't think these shenanigans disadvantaged anyone who was wheelchair bound and needed the facilities, at least not while I was there. Anyway, it became an addictive behaviour, really. The rush of possibly being caught, the scents of stale piss, the "dirt" factor of being sexual in a toilet, getting naked in the cubicle with other guys and being a slut, letting one guy after another in, and sucking their cocks and kissing them, caressing their bodies and drinking their cum. I always wanted more. And the more encounters I had, the more piggy I got, until I was fucking guys who were total strangers bareback and cumming up their asses, and bending over for other guys to rim, finger and fuck me. I loved the feeling of a guy's tongue hornily worshipping my ass. The warmth, the silky fleshy massaging effect. The moisture of his saliva on my sensitive hole. Sheer bliss. This is what I was born for. The faggot I was destined to be came alive when another man drove between my legs and made love to my tight little pucker with his sweet wet mouth. It felt dirty and piggy, I felt like a slutty whore, and I fucking loved it. All of it. I also tried a couple of online dating sites, as High School hadn't really taught me much about how to find other gay guys or how to be a part of the "scene" as it was. Part of me wanted a romantic life, not just sex, so I gave it a whirl, but I still enjoyed the fun I was having cruising while I was doing it. It satisfied my urges, so I was relatively happy with that. That's how I met Sam..... (to be continued)

Finally had some fun today. For the last week my housemate has gone on about being horny and his gf being miles away and not being able to see her. Been offering to help him out but no dice. today was in the bathroom when my phone went off with a text from my housemate asking if the offer was still on the table. I jumped for it and told him yeah and I would be in his room in a sec. quickly giving myself a clean cause with no chance of being fucked I haven’t done it lately. Once I was happy I was clean just in case I got out and knocked on his door. when I said it was me he told me to come in and the sight I saw sent my semi into a ragging hardon, he was naked on his bed, hairy chest, bit of a belly, 5 inches of cut semi hard meat and him on his phone watching porn. i didn’t care I just jumped into the bed and slid up his legs and took his cock into my mouth, he never looked at me he just kept watching porn. When I pulled off to lick his balls I looked at his 7 inches of meat and needed it so bad. So I went for it I got up turned my back to him and lined his cock with my hole, he didn’t say anything so I lowered and bounced on his cock for all my worth, I could feel him tense and unload into me. i got off and used my boxers to clean his cock, before leaving, he was still watching the porn eyes closed. Got to my room put in my butt plug and jerked off knowing his load was in my ass. Was soo horny had to write this right now. so I have his load still in me as I type this and hoping he might want more, will keep you posted if he does.

You do know, don't you, that the only reason the Republicans have been able to have a House majority at all, in the last 20 years, is because of extreme gerrymandering? You do know, don't you, that state after state is ending that practice (in some cases, by order of the state supreme court), which is contributing to ongoing and heavy losses in GOP house seats? You do know, don't you, that "the American People" cast more votes for Democrats for the House every year, year after year, than Republicans - by a margin of nearly 9 million in the last midterm (which usually benefits Republicans)? I'm not sure what fantasy world you're living in that you think people are moving towards the Republican Party, but I would suggest you re-anchor in the real world, where in the last midterm 41 House seats flipped from Democratic to Republican (the third largest such flip since Watergate, which coincides with the onset of modern campaigning). And they flipped across the board, in liberal states like CA, NY, and IL; moderate states, like IA, MN, MI, and PA; and conservative states like UT, GA, TX, and SC. How you turn that momentum around when the top of your ticket is losing support almost on a daily basis and is increasingly deranged, I have no idea.

if I was your younger bro I'd let you poz me no problem.

You can say that again...

There is nothing like a loose hole. They can be used and abused. And it just feels so good. Not into tight holes at all.

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?"

Wow, this looks amazing and it's right in my back yard. That is, if the 'rona doesn't cause it to be cancelled (postponed). Even if it does, this gives me hope for the future when everything, including my hole, reopens. I am all about being a mare at the next HorseMarket. I should go practice right now by sitting on a traffic cone or something. Thank you HorseMarketeers for an idea that makes my teeth itch, my dick stand at attention, and my hole quiver with anticipation!!!

The Dragon Barely Speaks I slept soundly but I woke up before the alarm went off. I grabbed my phone and didn't see any messages so I watched the video I took the night before. It was hot reliving the fuck and soon my dick was hard as a rock. The video was a little shaky at times but I figured a few quick edits would make it look good. I got up, hitting the shower and then grabbing coffee and a bagel before starting in on work. At lunch I transferred the video to my laptop and did a few edits to trim it down from seventeen and a half minutes to just under ten. I didn't think we fucked that long, but the camera doesn't lie about those things. After putting it up on xtube, I ate lunch and went back to work. Later that evening, I saw college boy online and sent him the link to the video. He replied about a half hour later with "hot but cant get f'in marker off my back." I laughed to myself but knew that it would take a few days for it to go away even if he scrubbed every shower. The bug that was inside him would hopefully mark him forever The next day I logged in to xtube to see if there were any comments about my video and was greeted with 23 comments and 17 personal messages. Most of the comments were about the "lucky bottom", a few were like "Wish that was me" and a few "Hope it takes." The private messages were mostly from bottoms wanting some poz loads and I knew we would never meet since they were scattered around the globe. One was from a top that wanted to add his own strain into college boys's ass. "No fuckin' way. He's mine" I thought to myself which kind of surprised me. He might be the first guy I kept fucking until I knew he was toxic. I was looking forward to the day I could feel his fevered body, see the rash on him or even see the positive test result. Closing the laptop, I went to my desk and started working. My mind kept wandering though as I replayed the stairwell fuck in my mind again and again. A while later, I was on the phone with one of my co-workers and my phone ding'd. I looked and it was a message from dragonboy - "you need sex?" It rattled me a bit but I recovered and finished my call. The message wasn't like his usual wordy ones and at first I thought his account might have gotten hacked. "Maybe later, working now" I replied and before I had walked back to my desk he had answered. "Need soon" was his cryptic response. "Soon? is that within the hour? Sometime today? This week?" I wondered. "When?" I sent back thinking I might be able to take a little break from work and plant a quick load. A minute later he replied saying "until 6." I assumed he was trying to do it just like last time but make sure we were done before his cousin got home from working at the hospital. Or maybe he wanted my load to be the first this time and some other guy was showing up later. The clock on the computer said 2:12PM. My cock twitched and I thought about it a second and looked at my calendar. "Phone call at 3:30" and "video conference at 4" were all the tasks left for the day. It was tight, but I could probably get a pump-n-dump in before my 3:30 call or maybe I should be a responsible adult and wait until after the conference call. My cock throbbed again and I sent back "15 minutes?" and the terse replies continued with "yes." Finishing up a few work emails, I got up, put on my mask and headed down to dragonboy's condo. Part way there, I realized I was about to break my "no more than 3 times" rule for the first time in my life. I had stuck to it for well over 12 years and now, just because of a pandemic, I'd break my vow. I had already contemplated it for college boy, but that was different because there was a finite goal to our fucks - to poz him. This was different, it was just a fuck. I stood there a moment in front of his door wondering if I should do him or just head back home. My cock twitched again and made the decision for me so I tapped lightly on the door. The door opened slowly a few seconds later and I couldn't see anyone inside. I started in and once past the doorway, I could see dragonboy"s cousin standing behind the door. He was standing there in just some sweat pants almost frozen and he was nervously shaking. We stood like this for several seconds, staring at each other. His phone was in one hand and he finally pushed the door closed with the other. He spoke something into the phone and then showed me the translation. "I hope you are not mad that it is not my cousin" it said. I took the phone and swapped the translation direction and told him "I am not mad. I am surprised. How did you contact me?" He read my message and pointed to the tablet that was on the table by the sofa and I nodded back to him. "I liked last Friday and you are so beautiful" he replied via the translation app. I might be cocky and know that I'm good looking but it's always is good to hear someone say it to you. He was pretty sexy too and I already knew he had a very fuckable ass. I didn't want to keep chatting since I had to get back to work soon. I took his phone and typed out "thank you. I only have a short time. Sex now?" I knew it was awkward wording, but I had no idea how good the translation would be and thought that simple sentences would probably work better. He blushed and looked down a moment before he started walking to the bedroom. When he got to the bed, he pushed his sweat pants off and kicked them aside. He picked up a condom from the table and handed it back to me. I shook my head "no" and said "Bare only." He looked confused and I took his phone and translated it for him. Now he looked concerned, but set the condom down and handed me a little bottle of lube. Dragonboy's cousin bent over, placing his hands on the bed and spread his legs. I thought back to the comments dragonboy made when we fucked the last time and I started doubting that he knew of all of his cousin's sexual exploits. "I sold his virginity last summer and he's only had a couple cocks since" were his words then. Seeing his cousin's actions now, he was either a quick learner or a well fucked bottom. Not fucked enough to be loose, but experienced enough to know how to please a top. Dripping some lube above his hole, I worked it in with first one and then two fingers. The more I twisted and probed my digits into his hairless pussy the more I knew he needed to get fucked. He even winked his hole around my fingers a few times. I added a little more lube and jabbed my fingers in all the way. The sound from him was definitely more moan than groan and I decided he was ready. I slicked up my cock with a few strokes of my lubed palm and then spread his ass cheeks as wide as I could. His opening looked so sexy and it was going to look even hotter in a few moments as my thick, dark, poz shaft was sliding in. My finger rubbed around the ring one more time as I lined up my cock and pushed in. My prep work had done it's job and I easily slid in a few inches. Rocking my hips, I plowed in deeper. This wasn't going to be as quick as last time, I was going to enjoy fucking him longer this time. I pulled back and added some more lube before drilling him harder. His warm slick hole felt good wrapped around my bare dick. It was getting slicker by the second, too, as my cock started leaking pre. He started rocking his own hips back and forth, fucking himself on my cock while I fucked him. My hands moved up from his hips along the sides of his smooth body and I pulled him upright until his back was against my chest. My arms wrapped around his body and I held him tight while my cock pistoned into his hole. After a few minutes, I loosened my grip and my fingers began playing with his hard little nips. I pinched them and was rewarded with his ass squeezing my cock. I did this a few times and then held him tight again. His small size made him easy to toss around and pick up. Before long I was holding him in mid-air while I pummeled his with my very hard rod. A couple minutes later, I leaned forward and set him down in the center of the bed. Pushing his shoulders down, he was now in that classic head down, ass up position most of us tops love. I crouched behind him and began drilling his hole once again. I heard him moan out "yes yes" and I smiled knowing he was enjoying it as much as I was. I drove in hard and ground my hips on his ass and then pounded him again. I did that twice more and then on the third time he clamped his ass down on my cock. It took me by surprise and immediately my cock started to pulse. The fucker had made me dump my load. Shots of viral cum filled his gut with each throb of my cock. I growled out and was pissed that I had shot earlier than planned. I rolled him over, my cock staying in his wet hole and we stood there staring at each other for a few seconds. I began rolling my hips again. His hole felt velvety with all of my first load inside and I quickly built up the pace to pound him again. Once I got my rhythm back, I pushed his legs back and drilled harder. The sloppy sounds coming from my dick driving into his cum filled hole really spurred me on. The cousin started shaking his head from side to side saying "No" over and over. There was no way I was going to stop. I was close to firing off another round of toxic seed and I wasn't going to waste it. It was only ten minutes after my earlier orgasm, but I was ready to plant more cum inside him. A few more ragged thrusts and I stuffed my cock in deep and felt a half dozen ropes of cum shoot out. His small but rigid cock was pumping his pearly white load all over his chest and mask. One stream even went over his head on to the bed. Our bodies were covered in sweat and his smooth light brown body now had puddles of cum on his chest and stomach. I withdrew my softening cock and reached over to pick up his phone. Flipping over to the camera app, I took a few pictures of him covered in spunk and his battered, cum filled hole. Tossing the phone back on the bed, I crawled off on to the floor and picked up my clothes. Putting them back on, I looked back at him and said "Thanks" before heading toward the front door. He ran past me and fell against the door, blocking my way. He said something into the translation app on the phone and then showed it to me. "I beg you do not tell my cousin" it said. I nodded "yes" to him and winked as he stepped aside and I walked out the door. I hurried down the stairs and walked into my place with only a couple minutes before my 3:30 phone call. I rushed through the call to give me enough time to clean up before the video conference. There wasn't time for a shower, so I just washed my face, pulled on a company polo shirt and some khakis and connected to the video conference. Someone even made a comment that I must be surviving the quarantine ok since I looked happy. If only they knew why.

I was 11 when my family stopped at a rest area when moving to another state. I saw the glory hole while I was at the urinal. I'd been sexual curious about guys since i was on the swim team at 8 sneaking looks at the older boys changing, so this time i was trying to see through the glory hole. That is when a finger came out and motioned me over. I put my cock through and got my first anonymous bj. My knees banged the wall so loud when i came i thought my parents were going to hear me outside. I was hooked from then on.

Bookstore in Ithaca, NY. I had been watching gay porn and jerking off, but I wanted reality. I was in the store and noticed some doors were cracked while a movie was playing. I pushed on one and there was a black guy, older than me, with his cock out. He said nothing. He just pushed me down. I started sucking and he blew his load so fast. Then he pushed me out of the booth. I blew my load in my pants. Been addicted ever since.

Them are better than any poppers, to me!

Part 4: The Bookstore Much to my surprise my Gorgeous God untied me. I was a bit confused but she explained that where she posted my ad wasn't getting anymore responses. So she had me follow her to her car still naked. As I got in she said we were going to the adult bookstore in the next city. I got excited because I had been to the bookstore a lot and got lucky each time. Upon arriving I noticed several vehicles to be such an early part of the morning. We walked in with me still nude and I was ordered to go to the back and take on every cock willing to use me. I looked at the cashier and immediately noticed it was a tranny I had hooked up with in the past. My Gorgeous God told me she would be back later to pick me up but only when the cashier said that I had satisfied everyone in the building. I headed to the back and once in the back I was immediately forced to my hands and knees and led into the lounge area. I looked around and noticed everyone in there was black and each one had massive cocks. I started sucking on one individual immediately and in no time had him hard. He was probably late 40's with a nice body. His cock was maybe 10 inches hard and was very thick. I had to get his cock really wet before I could truly start giving him a proper blowjob. As my attention was focused on his cock another gentleman had lined his cock up with my ass. I wasn't sure exactly how big his cock was but I definitely felt him enter my ass. I was already ripped open but damn he filled my ass up entirely. Thankfully I still had cum in my ass from earlier so I did have some sort of lube in me. As each man got into a rhythm of spit roasting me the gentleman I was sucking said that everyone here was going to fuck me bare. And also each one was poz. So be prepared to get pregnant he said. I stopped long enough to say thank you Sir. That's why I'm here. I didn't know it at the time but all these gentlemen had been sent here by my Gorgeous God. The man fucking me felt great. I definitely needed nothing but thick cocks to satisfy my hungry ass. He was pulling out almost all the way before slamming his cock back deep inside my ass. He was giving me a true deep fucking. I wanted all of their cum up my ass tonight. The other gentlemen waited patiently for their turns by just striking their cocks. The guy in my ass announced he was about to cum and he slammed into my ass one more time before unleashing a massive amount of cum up my ass. It felt amazing. Once he finished he pulled out and i got a great look at his cock. He was 11 inches at least and as thick as Daddy was. I couldn't believe I had taken all of him. The gentleman I was sucking got behind me next and slid his cock up my ass. Another gentleman took his place and soon I was being spit roasted again. I couldn't believe I was going to be lucky enough to be used by all these beautiful black men. What a wonderful God I serve and I'm looking forward to how this night ends up.

Pozzing my younger brothers

PART 7 The next day, I relived the experience at Tim’s. I had almost no regrets. The hiv thing scared me, but not enough to keep me from already looking forward to more. I thought about what had happened after we had fucked. Tim really seemed to like fucking me. He asked me again about the hiv thing and reminded me that In the moment, I had not only been ok with it, I had asked him for it. For his poz cum. Those words were going thru my head a lot. I knew I had said it. And the words had a weird effect on me now the next day. They scared me and made me hArd. It was totally messing with me. And I was still totally getting the “stop doing this, this is crazy” messages In my brain, but I had jerked off three times in the last 18 hours since his cock had ejaculated into me. And I was still horny. I wanted him, even still a little sore, I wanted to get fucked. By 8 that night, I was online and messaging Tim, but he wasn’t on. I waited and waited til almost ten. He must have been busy and I couldn’t just show up. I was so horny at this point, so eager to service him, to worship cock. I figured I would give it a few more minutes. My Dick was rock hard and sex was leading all thoughts. I didn’t see any hot guys on the site . I signed off and as I did, a thought occurred to me. I had driven by it many times and it was only twenty minutes Away, in the business district. I wasn’t even sure if the stories were true about the adult book store, that it was mostly a place for gay guys to hook up. Something about a maze of private video booths with 100 different pornos to pick from and that guys would go into the booths and fuck and suck. The owner of the place was gay and actually encouraged it. It sounded like an urban legend that was fake but what if it wasn’t? What if there were some hot guys, older guys like Tim, just there horny and looking to meet someone to fuck right there in the store? At 10:30 that night with a rock hard teenage cock and a hole that had just become addicted to raw man sex, it didn’t even seem like I had a choice. Even though I was literally so nervous I was nauseous, I was on my way. I was barely past my 18th birthday and on my way to my first adult book store, where I hoped that everything I heard was true and that I was on my way to meet a stranger I hoped would want to fuck me. I didn’t pretend or lie to myself. I wanted to get fucked by an older guy, no condom and no pulling out. And I wanted it so bad.

Thanks guys for your comments, here is the following of the events. We slept for about four hours or so and woke up horny, as well as still being a bit high from yesterday. We went to take a breakfast, after which we rested, readying ourselves for the evening. In late afternoon we returned to the hotel, and began checking Grindr and Gay Romeo to keep the party going on. I was on my knees taking care of my Big Daddy's cock when he told me that a nice hairy Israeli would be stopping by the hotel, that he was quite a hottie, and he had a nice cut braun cock. Now, I have a thing for hairy guys, so when he arrived, I knelt in front of him without hesitation, and took his cock into my mouth, initially sucking softly and gently, just to get the measure of his cock. As his cock was (at least initially) fairly flaccid, I enjoyed giving him slow, deep-throated attention, especially as my experience that is the best way to turn a flaccid cock into a rigid pole. As I anticipated, the more I sucked him, the harder he got, so when fully erect, I had to re-position myself on my back to achieve the proper angle to deep-throat him. All the while my Big Daddy was slowly slamming his big cock into my ass, giving me the soft, kind service I craved. The Israeli, however, would not be content with a blow job, no matter how skillful, and, gesturing to Big Daddy to withdraw, the Israeli flipped me over, making my ass an offering to his cock. He dove in directly, and so skillfully had Big Daddy opened my ass that the Israeli was in full-depth in one stroke. I moaned in surprise and pleasure. His subsequent strokes were a bit more slow and deliberate, and as he pleasured himself, he and Big Daddy kept up a dirty dialogue as I grunted, groaned and moaned, offering my ass like a whore or a slut. After half an hour we switched position as I wanted to ride his beautiful cock. I've found riding cock is possibly my favorite position, not necessarily for my pleasure, but rather because of the pleasure it afforded my top. The Israeli was on board with my suggestion, so he lay on the bed, I squatted over his dick, sliding down on his pole, flexing my ass muscles to intensify his pleasure. The adrenaline was running high, and, while both Big Daddy and I were excited, the Israeli was more excited than either of us, as his remarks suggest "Oh my fucking God, do you feel me inside you? Oh, fuck, man, fuck, your ass feels fuckin' amazing." A little preview for the suit, please keep commenting and giving me advice for my writing!

Part 2: The Predators Start the Feast You might think Ricky doesn’t give a shit about his boys, but in truth, he loves them. That’s why he always fucks his boys last after everyone else has gotten their turn, impregnating the wasted body he owns. He kisses me like a romantic lover, protects me like a father, and fucks me like a master. But business is business; he’s a dealer in holes and the customer is always right. And he makes sure his property knows his place. He walks over to me slowly, and the men part around me. My moaning slows to a hurried pant, and I slowly realize from my daze that Ricky is approaching me. He gently pulls me to him by the throat, and I look up into his dark, loveless eyes. My mouth hangs open, my eyes wide with fear and excitement. His square jaw, sharp, dark features, and deep frown glares back down at me. Bending down to meet my lips with his, he pours the bong smoke into me. It’s still so thick that I cough instantly, my lungs not fully recovered from the monster hit I just took. I was getting worried about how high I was getting, now not fully able to walk and my body feeling too relaxed and tired. I was still outrageously horny, thirsting for more hands, more tongue, and some cock... but I also wouldn’t have minded just falling asleep in the sling. “Yo Buster, come give this boy some uppers,” Ricky said, still holding me. I leaned in on him. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway, and I rested my face against his hairy chest. Two large hands with thick fingers clutched my ribs and glided down to my ass, where his grip tightened. And then I felt beard on my crack and just the cold tip of a tongue tickle my hole. I moaned as my arms and torso crawled with goosebumps from sheer pleasure. Buster was a large black man, about the same size as John. He had a stern, unsmiling face, nipple piercings, and wore a leather harness. He was the real deal. Ricky turned me over to him. Buster took off my wifebeater and wrapped my left arm with a tourniquet. My heart raced as I felt my arm tighten. The guy rimming me stopped and guided me to a small stool. I sat down slowly. Just now, I realized that the men in the room had closed in on me a little. The jock handed Buster a syringe. “All loaded. Trust me, there’s enough T in that to keep the little bitch awake all night and maybe all of tomorrow night too,” the jock said, chuckling. Buster tapped the needle and gave it a small pump. My hole twitched. Alcohol. Cotton ball. “Make a fist.” I have a huge, plump vein running all down my left forearm that bulged when the alcohol smoothed its way over. Buster aimed the needle straight into it, pressing it just enough to get a bit of blood swirling back into the point to make sure he struck gold. I was now fully awake, my heart about to beat out of my chest. The moment before the slam never stops getting exciting. My eyes were fixated on the point and his movement. Buster pressed down and slowly released the chemical solution into my blood. Once it was cleared, he unbuckled the tourniquet, which snapped off instantly. The blood went straight to my face and the chemical taste hit my throat as well as a coughing fit as harsh as the one from the bong. Wow. I was truly in heaven while in hell. Everything, everything in the whole world and all of the parts of my being condensed and was swallowed into a tight black hole between my legs. I felt incredible as I felt the devil’s energy rush through me and I quickly climbed into the sling, spread my legs as wide as I could, thrust my head back and unleashed a huge sigh of relief. My legs and smooth body suddenly looked incredibly sexy to myself, and the men around me were handsome hunks that exuded a musk of intense sexual desire, ruthlessness, and sadism. Each and every one of them wanted to breed me, letting their warm seed churn inside me and maybe even impregnate me with a virus. I wanted to offer my pure, youthful body to the degrading ritual about to befall me. “Look. At. That. Boy!” one of the men groaned, unzipping his pants. “Should we give him a booty bump before we start? I just love seeing this slut get FUCKED up! Look at him squirm trying to get his legs into the stirrups!” “Nah, we don’t want him to overdose.” “The fuck do you care?” “You break it, you buy it,” Ricky said calmly. “Do whatever you want to him, but if anything happens to my hustler, you’re all gonna owe me a lot more than $20.” I was all the more turned on knowing what I was worth. $20 barely covered the drugs. My holes were being rented out for much less. The men put down the pipes and the bong. They were ready to get the party started. I heard a collective sound of zippers from all directions. The stench of their cocks and balls filled the room. Some were well-trimmed, others were hairy. Some were quite small, others were as big as Billy Glide’s meat. My heart beat as fast as a racehorse in anticipation of my first cock. Incredible how meth can make even your resting heart rate this high. The guy who called dibs on me earlier was short (maybe 5’5”), stocky, bald, and wore a tight polo around his muscular body. He looked like he’d be one of the funny guys at the office, and I recognized his voice as one of the more verbal ones talking dirty about me to the other guys while I was getting fucked up and groped. His cock was average size, very well-shaped, and clean-looking, a good one to loosen my hole up and keep it warm for the others. He grabbed my ankles and lifted them onto the stirrups. The sling was actually very wide and my legs strained to be spread so far apart. He rubbed a few drops of lube on his dick and around my hole. My hole was being stretched too, and I could feel a cold breeze against the opening. “Mmmm, bon appetit,” he said as he pressed his mushroom head against my sticky ass. The pink lining of my ass instantly expanded and swallowed his meat as I felt an indescribable pleasure strike through my body. Then, he slammed his dick into my body and I felt it stab through my guts. I yelped and my body instinctively bucked, but I was held in place by the sling. And then, I could only feel pleasure as every single nerve in my body became its own sweet spot, and I begged for him to keep fucking me. “YES!” he yelled triumphantly as his balls hit my ass and the tip of his dick struck the deepest corner of my rectum it could reach. He sounded kind of like an avid fan screaming when his team scores a goal. The other men hooted, woofed, and cheered him on. The guys were now relaxing while jacking their dicks. Some of them lit up cigarettes and smoked while they watched the guy fuck me. “How does that hole feel, man?” “Aw man,” the guy fucking me groaned, pulling back out and this time gently thrusting into me, savoring the friction between his cock and the insides of my pussy. “So... so tight! I don’t think I can last long!” “Look at him,” John sneered derisively. “He’s looking up at you with those puppy eyes. You better show him no mercy before he thinks you’re makin’ love to ‘im or somethin’.” I realized I was almost in tears from pleasure, every cell in my body worshipping his cock and the feeling of it inside me. While he fucked me, he was a God to me. My entire existence was for his trivial pleasure. “Oh, we’re not making love,” he said. Suddenly, his pace quickened and he started fucking me ruthlessly. His dick jammed into my sweet spot over and over again and my toes curled and uncurled. The sling shook back and forth violently. “OH, OH FUCKING GOD! OH! OH! OH!” I cried. My dick was entirely soft from the drugs. Slosh, slosh, slosh. Each thrust made a sound like his penis was grinding meat. And it was – he fucked me like he was trying to hurt me. He probably was. “Someone shut the bitch up and stick a dick in his mouth!” A middle-aged man with grey pubic hair and a massively thick cock slapped my cock with his face. I opened my mouth wide, stuck out my tongue, and panted like a dog wanting food. Then, he slid his dick down his throat. And further and further down he went, until his dick actually hit the chemical tasting part of my throat. I was about to have a gag reflex as tears instantly welled up in my eyes and my throat churned loudly, but he slid his dick out just in time. Just as I was about to gasp for breath, the top leaned forward and thrust so deep into me that it felt like he hit my stomach. The drugs completely numbed me to the pain and all I could feel was an intensified orgasm in every nerve. The top’s cock stayed there, throbbing, then brutally thrust in once more. Suddenly, the inside of my ass filled with heat, and I felt thick wads of hot cum spill out of my ass as he stabbed me a third time. “OH! OH GO-,” I screamed in, but before I could finish, the grey daddy shoved his cock into my mouth and muffled my screams. As the top slipped his dick out he spat on me and said... “God can’t hear you now.” The men howled with laughter. “Next,” Ricky said. Continued in Part 3

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.