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Part 18 - West of Tuscany It was late afternoon in New York when the flight landed, collecting their luggage and walking to the exit Savio was excited taking everything in his stride and trying to contain himself. The love for each other had grown incredibly strong over the past two weeks, Oliver had never lived so happily. The mix of Savio and Tuscany, being able to roam around dressed in shorts, the tranquillity and beauty of the surroundings and one person had all won his heart over. No matter how much he loved NY it was cluttered noisy and dirty and a far cry from what he left behind. The taxi pulled up to the swanky building off Central Park, the door man greeting Oliver like a friend escorted them in. Savio followed Oliver in to the penthouse and ran straight over to the large expansive windows overlooking Central Park taking in the view. The penthouse seemed empty without Liam who would not be returning until the weekend, he was currently enjoying a break with Brad and James in Florida. Putting his coffee cup down Luca smiled at the tall frame walking through the door of the coffee shop. It seemed like ages since he last saw Tony and instantly he thought about the amazing sex he had with him. Mark was jealous he was meeting Tony having heard all about his counsellor and techniques. Luca promised Mark that there would be no sex between them unless they were together. Despite his promise the sight of Tony still gave Luca one hell of an erection when he sat down opposite him. "I was beginning to think you were never coming back?" Tony remarked after ordering a coffee. Luca chuckled "I know it did go on but there is a reason" he started to explain. Tony cocked his head to one side "You met someone?" he asked guessing "you have haven't you!". Luca smiled "Yes, my dorm friend from university you know the one I told you about". Tony laughed "So you finally get it on with him" he said calming down "I'm pleased for you Luca". "Really?" Luca asked looking at him "I thought you might have been upset just a little". Tony chuckled "Of course I am, I like our therapy sessions but finding love is hard and I am happy for you". Luca fiddled around with the sugar sachets on the table "There is one other thing". Tony thanked the waitress for his coffee and leaned in "You want to stop seeing me?" he asked. "No" Luca replied horrified "I mean in that sense yes. I like you as a friend and someone to talk to". Tony smiled "And the boyfriend?" he asked "what does he make of all this?". Luca laughed "Oh he want's to meet you and take him to get a tattoo done" he said grinning. Luca looked up "Apart from that I am moving to Tuscany to live and work in the family business". Tony stopped smiling "You really have got everything sorted" he said shaking his head "I will miss you Luca". "Not so fast" Luca said holding his hand up "I meant it about being a friend". "In what way?" Tony asked looking confused. Luca smiled "I hope, no want you to come and visit us out there, use it as a holiday". Tony nodded "Would I not be in the way?" he asked putting his cup down. "No, my parents and me owe you big time for helping me through this" Luca said with a genuine tone. Tony smiled "Okay, of course I would come and visit I like you in or out of bed" he replied. Luca blushed "Mark is coming here on Saturday, maybe we could meet?" he asked looking at Tony. "I would love to Luca" Tony replied "I want to see this person who stole you from me" he said laughing. Luca spent the rest of the week packing and sending his belongings out to the villa along with meeting up with Tony daily, he came to dinner on Thursday with Sara and Gio happy to see him and welcome him in to their home. Gio asked Tony's opinion on how he thought Luca was doing and coping with everything, breathing a sigh of relief when he heard Luca had invited him to Tuscany whenever he wanted a break. Gio guessed something had gone on between Tony and Luca, he didn't mind as he really liked Tony despite his tattoos and quirky appearance the guy was pretty sound and sane. Friday couldn't come round soon enough for Luca standing at Paddington train station waiting for Mark to arrive. Sarah walked up and handed Luca a drink telling him to stop pacing around. After five minutes the train slowly appeared and pulled up to the platform, Luca was anxious standing behind the ticket barrier trying to spot him amongst the throng of passengers streaming off the train. Sarah tapped Luca on the shoulder and pointed to Mark walking towards them, she stepped back watching Mark pass the ticket barrier and running to Luca. Shutting the world out around them they embraced and kissed openly, tears in their eyes kissing and hugging. Sarah blinked rapidly trying not to cry seeing the emotional wrecks they had become. Finally when they managed to stop Mark walked over to Sarah giving her a big hug. Gio was making a pasta dish that Mark had loved during his time in Tuscany when they arrived home. Mark smelt it straight away and smiled watching Gio for a few minutes until Sarah asked Luca to take Mark up to unpack. Gio looked at Sarah "What?" he asked seeing the broad smile on her face. "Worried about them Gio" Sarah said "I don't know if they will manage to get through the year". Gio handed her a glass of wine "In what way worried?". "You should have seem them at the station Gio" she said sitting down. Gio nodded and sat down "Do you think we need to talk to Mark's parents?" he suggested. Sarah looked at her glass "I don't think his parents know how much they mean to each other". "See how the weekend goes" Gio suggested standing up "call the boys down for dinner please". "Did you see Mark's face when he saw what you was cooking?" Sarah laughed walking out the kitchen. Luca excitedly filled Mark in on all that happened with Savio and Oliver and how they had become inseparable like themselves. He expressed concern that if Savio decided to live with Oliver in New York it would upset his grandparents and Savio's parents immensely. They walked downstairs in to the dining room and Luca noticing Mark was a little more quieter than usual. He seemed normal enough to Luca enjoying Gio's pasta dish and referring to how much better it was eating this on the terrace in Tuscany. Sarah brought the coffee pot over and set it down on the table. "How is university going Mark you hardly said a thing about it?" Sarah asked pouring him a coffee. Mark glanced at Luca "Studying hard" he simply replied with a disinterested look on his face. "Mark" Sarah looked at him "come on your not fooling anyone what is the matter?" she asked putting the pot down. Mark shrugged his shoulders "It is okay" he replied looking at Sarah "I won't make it through the year". Gio looked at him "Explain Mark?" he asked glancing at Luca. "My head is elsewhere all the time" Mark tried to explain "I spent so long waiting I can't wait another year". Sarah nodded "I thought so Mark" she said sympathetically "You want to be with Luca?" she asked. "Yes" Mark held Luca's hand "my family will be upset, but I can't see any other way". Gio smiled "Do you want us to speak to your parents?" he asked "smooth things over?". Mark chuckled "If you can make them see sense it would be a miracle" he said. That evening Mark spent a great deal on the phone with his parents, Gio spoke with Mark's parents as well. It took time convincing them and in their hearts they knew if they stood in the way Mark would just quit university and cause a rift in their family. Gio then suggested that they come to Tuscany in late September his parents finally persuaded knowing he had a job and somewhere to live, being invited out to see it first hand helped bring them around. Luca and Mark walked in to the coffee shop early Saturday morning and met up with Tony. Mark found Tony fascinating purely out of what Luca had told him and how dominant he liked sex. The biggest fascination was the tattoos adorning his body and he made Tony explain the significance of each one. Mark looked up all gooey eyed "I want one, like Luca's but the other side" he finally said. Tony chuckled "I know Luca told me" he replied "my tattooist has kept a slot free for you today". Mark smiled "Neat" he said looking at Luca "maybe I will get to see your other tattoos sometime". Luca laughed "Enough of that" he lightly punched Mark on the arm. Tony leaned forward "You won't see them as you will be face down getting it" he said winking at Mark. Mark smirked "I'm leaking precum thinking about you giving it to me". "Mark!" Luca exclaimed in feign shock "We better go before you two start doing it" he laughed. Savio stirred in bed his sleeping pattern out of synch with the jetlag. Oliver kissed him and looked at the time, 6am he thought to himself. He too was having problems adjusting his body clock and suggested they go for a run around Central Park. Savio straddled Oliver until he promised to run slower so he could keep up. They quickly dressed and headed out in the crisp damp morning air that Saturday morning slowly jogging around. Savio loved this part of New York and couldn't stand being in Times Square amongst all the crowds, he was a country boy heart although he loved being shown around by Oliver. Even the bank they visited was in an amazing building and Savio spent the hour looking around whilst Oliver met with his personal advisor and got the ball rolling with decisions much clearer in his head. Savio and Oliver spent the rest of Saturday going around the Met museum mostly biding time until Liam returned home probably with Brad and James in tow. Savio stood at the window watching people in the park running and walking their dogs "Savio" Oliver called. "Yes" he answered wandering in to the kitchen diner "What are you doing?" he asked smiling at the mess. "Trying to make pasta" Oliver replied covered in flour "I need help". Savio laughed washing his hands "Is one thing I can do with my eyes closed" he replied taking over. "What are you doing Oliver?" Brad asked standing their putting his bag down "Finally you have come home". James and Liam walked in after Brad laughing at the sight of Oliver trying to cook, quickly though there eyes went to the stunning Italian guy standing there with Oliver who had gone all quiet and shy from the sudden appearance of the three. "Guys this is Savio" Oliver introduced him "the reason I stayed longer in Italy". Brad chuckled "Very nice Oliver" he said walking over and hugging Savio taking an instant liking to him. Savio hugged James and Liam "So how did you two meet then?" Liam asked curiously. "Well I was spending the night with Luca's uncle and husband" Oliver started saying. "Slut" Brad interrupted making Savio chuckle. "Haha" Oliver replied "then this one turns up in the morning, turns out he is Luca's cousin". There was silence until Liam looked at Oliver "Seriously?" he asked watching Oliver nod. The three burst out laughing at the irony of the situation Brad's instant liking to Savio showed through in their very similar personalities and ended spending most of the time together chatting. James immediately saw why Oliver had fallen in love with this Italian guy, he was smart and quick off the mark a trait that Oliver liked in people. What stopped them dead in their tracks was the revelation he was Luca's cousin. Brad delightfully bragged to Savio how he nailed Luca on the ship and slept with him for the night. Oliver invited all 3 of them for dinner on Sunday evening explaining the were flying to California on Monday to see Oliver's family. Liam waited until Brad and James left and walked back in to the kitchen after showering. "This is really serious then?" Liam asked looking at Oliver being taught to make ravioli. Oliver smiled at Savio "Very" he replied looking at Liam "we just fell in love" he tried explaining. Savio chuckled "Only after I fed him an apricot and kissed him" he added. Liam sat down and smiled "If your taking him to California then it is serious". Oliver wiped his hands and sat next to Liam "It will mean me spending more time in Italy". Liam nodded "I am not stupid Oliver" he replied "the way you spoke about the place with such affection". "There is always a room for you" Oliver said standing up. Liam walked over and helped Savio with the pasta "Have you brought somewhere already?" he asked. Savio looked at Oliver "Did you?" he asked looking shocked. Oliver shook his head "Not yet but I want to buy a place for us if you will let me". Liam laughed "Take it Savio he never splashes the cash around like that". Savio looked at Oliver "Is not necessary" he slipped heavily in to his Italian phrasing forgetting words. "Don't argue with him Savio" Liam said patting his hand. "I want to do this for us Savio and we will have this place as well" Oliver explained hurriedly. He walked over and kissed Savio "Then if we get married you can choose where". Savio grinned and blushed a little having never thought about marriage "Okay" he replied "Is a deal". Sunday evening Luca stood on the platform next to Mark who kept lifting his t-shirt looking at his scorpion tattoo then up at Luca and smiling. He was going back to university for the week and his parents were coming down on Friday to help him move out of residency. Mark would get a little time at home before flying out with Luca and finalise the arrangements for his family to come out late September. They quickly kissed and promised to call each other during the week and Mark boarded the train. Gio put his arm around his son and they both waved watching the train slowly start its journey back to Oxford. "You okay Luca?" Gio asked looking at his son. Luca smiled watching the train "Absolutely" he replied looking at his father "it is the right decision". Gio chuckled "Just don't keep inviting people out you are both there to work" he said rubbing his head chuckling. "I know" Luca replied standing quiet for a moment Gio looked at him and smiled "I will let Marzi and Nico know you will be arriving on Sunday". The house stood in a beautifully maintained gated estate on the outskirts of San Diego by the beach. Modest at best it was a four bedroom house at the end of cul-de-sac. California was a far cry from New York, less built up and Savio liked it better for the warmth and sunshine. He could tell Oliver was nervous about him meeting his parents and with good reason, they had never approved of his lifestyle choice and telling him he would never find real love. It was this that drove him to succeed and be able to move away, there had been many times Oliver had remembered what his parents said and he had found it hard finding that special person. Anyone he took a liking to seemed to get over attached when they saw the penthouse overlooking Central Park. He looked at Savio and smiled more contented and happy than he had ever been. Savio waited behind Oliver who was in the arms of his mother and father, happy to see him and berating him for leaving it so long to come home. He proudly introduced them to Savio but were dumbfounded when they found out he was very Italian and how they had met purely out of nowhere. Oliver's younger brother Jack appeared and looked him up and down mumbling then walking off. Jack was 24 still at home and slightly taller than Oliver and the similarities in their looks was uncanny, his swimmers build body was etched with tattoos. Oliver had never seen him with the tattoos and was shocked, more so by how rough he was looking. Oliver's older sister was married with 3 kids and she popped by to see him on her way to dropping the kids off at school. To Savio it all looked like a normal family but he felt there was something dark lurking in the shadows. When Oliver finally managed to sit down and talk with this parents Savio saw the darkness unravel before him. Jack was turning tricks and doing drugs, as long as the tricks paid well he didn't care if it was a man or woman. Jack was even more rampant than Oliver and could easily turn 3 or 4 tricks in a day. Oliver sat there quietly saddened by the news "How long has the drug use been going on?" he eventually asked. His mother shrugged her shoulders "I don't know, but he doesn't seem to be to heavily in to it". "He is not stealing from you is he?" Oliver asked looking at his parents who shook their heads. His father looked at Oliver "I wish you still had that company and could have given him a job" he said. "Have you tried to get help for him?" Oliver asked "you now rehab or something like that?". His mother and father looked at each other "He doesn't value anyone's opinion" his mother replied. "He has money Oliver" his father said then paused "where did we go wrong with him?" he sounded exasperated. Oliver shook his head "You didn't do anything wrong, he is just lazy but I worry about who he hangs out with more". Hi smother smiled "Well at least you made something of your life. We are happy you have found someone". Savio looked at Oliver "It is nearly harvest time" he said noticing the perplexed looks he was getting. "Bring him over to Italy to work in the vineyards" Savio explained to them all. Oliver looked at him "Savio you don't need our family problems to deal with" he said "but thank you". Savio held Oliver's hand "Familia" he said "we look after family in Italy". Oliver was pleased that his parents liked Savio but still thought that Jack was a mistake they could do without. His parents agreed to talk to Jack and obtain a passport for him. They met up a few more times in between taking Savio around sightseeing before heading back to New York for a few days then back to Tuscany. The two weeks had been busy and Oliver was constantly on phone calls with his bank on some business negotiation. Stepping foot inside the amazing penthouse Oliver was on the phone and Savio heard Oliver '8 million and its a closed deal' he said then waited 'agreed, thanks'. Oliver put his phone down and sat on the sofa next to Savio. "Have your finished?" Savio asked running his hand down Oliver's leg. Oliver sighed lovingly and looked at Savio "Yes" he replied feeling Savio's hand caressing his cock and reading a text message from his parents. "Jack has agreed to come to Italy for a week in October" Oliver said to Savio breathing a sigh of relief "I hope you won't hate me after". Savio moved and straddled Oliver holding his head in his hands looking in to his eyes "I love you Olly". Oliver leaned up and kissed him "Is that so... want to show me?" he replied grinning up at Savio. They both knew it was coming and it was now a case of who got who first, their crazy sex had seen them doing it in the toilets of the Met and Central Park and all over the penthouse. Their favourite place without a doubt was in bed where they could slow down and make love, not bad considering they were both rampantly sexual. Before Savio could respond Oliver had him rolled over on the couch kissing him madly, his hands fumbling undoing Savio's jeans and yanking them down. He pulled Savio underneath him kissing his neck and side of his face undoing his own jeans and freeing his cock and guiding it to Savio's ass. He giggled and wriggled under Oliver and gasped 'fuck yes Oliver' he cried out feeling the immense pleasure running through his body the deeper Oliver pushed his cock inside. Craning his neck round he kissed Oliver deeply, the steady pumping action now at work with long deep penetrating thrusts delivered with love. Oliver stared in to Savio's eyes the force of their love frightening to anyone who looked on 'My Savio' he whispered watching him nod, they kissed again and Oliver pushed in hard holding his cock deep. Unable to restrain himself he gasped and moaned pushing down harder releasing his seed deep and breeding his lover. Oliver giggled resting on top of Savio who was kissing his hand. If he could analyse sex the baffling question he would need answering is why fucking Savio was so different and always made him climax easily. Savio noticing Oliver had gone quiet deep in thought kissed him 'I do you tonight' he stated and smiled. Oliver looked at him and laughed planting a big kiss and moaning softly wriggling his cock around in Savio's ass. Oliver kissed his neck gently and stroked his face 'Marry me Savio?' he asked softly feeling Savio squeeze his hand 'You know I will Olly' he replied smiling. Savio stood in he kitchen making pasta for Oliver for their last night in town and he loved sitting there watch how easy Savio made it look. Oliver had tried to persuade Savio to go out for dinner at a lavish restaurant, Savio put his foot down and told him he liked simple Italian food and nothing fancy. Oliver had to admit and agree that his taste for food had changed so vastly since being in Tuscany. He also honoured his promise and started taking medication, his sex with Savio for now still meant he was breeding him with toxic seed. "Shame there are no apricots to pick here" Oliver said pouring a glass of wine for Savio. Savio looked up and grinned "Is where I knew I wanted you" he replied crushing tomatoes for the sauce. Oliver sat with his chin resting on his hands "When can we get married?" he asked watching Savio. Savio smiled "After harvest, my family will be too busy until then" he stopped "but after we have a big family wedding" Savio replied laughing. Oliver chuckled "You have to choose where we married" he said reminding Savio of their deal. "The apricot orchard of course" Savio replied looking at Oliver lovingly. Oliver cocked his head to one side "Perfect" he said "the place and you" he began moving towards Savio. "No" Savio said "the pasta will be ruined" his words muffled from Oliver kissing him and bending him over the kitchen counter taking his jeans down. Liam took Oliver and Savio back to the airport talking all the way that he would come and visit for long weekends as often as possible in between going to Florida. Liam accidentally let slip that he had started seeing a guy from Ocala and they were taking it slow. Savio kissed Liam at the airport and told him to bring his new man over to Tuscany on one of his visits. Luca smiled reading the text that Oliver and Savio were about to board the plane to Rome, he replied telling them that he was still in the UK and flying back on Sunday with Mark and would explain everything when they arrived.

I am in a similir situation as @PG1961Canada , locked in at home since mid March, working from home and only leave the house for a quick dash at 8am to buy groceries once a week. The only persons I talk to face to face are the girls at the supermarket. Not even friends or relatives. I have pre-existing conditions so I am very careful. I have been keeping in touch with regular fuck buddies by phone or text. So when it appeared a trusted one of them is in the exact same situation as I am we agreed we are not at risk getting together and recently we did. After more than two months isolated at home (and now with the approval of the Dutch government) we have been fucking like bunnies. I won't do hookups with other regulars and he doesn't either. It's just a sexual relationship but it does create a special bond.

Here's the rather strange conclusion to my story about Brian, my popper supplier. I continued to buy poppers from Brian for several more months. We discussed trying to reconnect for a fuck. But, our availability never seemed to work out. Then all of a sudden Brian wasn't returning my texts. About 3 months went by with no reply, so I gave up even trying to contact him. Finally, after many months, I got a text from Brian's phone number. The message said it was from Brian's son. He said to call his number if I needed poppers. He was clearing out his Dad's inventory and it was going fast. He left a different phone number for me to call. So, I did just that. I called the new number and Rick answered. "Hi. This is Dave. You sent me a text about your Dad's ahhhhh..........poppers". "Ok. Well, I'm cleaning out my Parent's house, to get ready to put on the market. And I'm selling off his remaining inventory. I found Dad's customer list. Thought I'd give you guys first crack at it, before I dump it all. A bookstore has said they'd buy most of what I have left. But, they're not going to pay much. So, I'm giving some of you guys one last chance before I dump it." he said. "Is your Dad ok?" I asked. "Actually, no. It's a long story, but I've moved both Dad and Mom into assisted living. Gotta sell the house to pay for it." "Damn! So sorry to hear that. Well, I definitely would like to buy some. When can I just come by your Dad's place?" I asked. "I'll be there pretty much all day tomorrow. Give me a call. I should be there." he said. My schedule the next day got pretty hectic. So, it was early evening before I had a chance to call Rick. Around 7pm, I called him and asked if it was still ok to come over? "Yeah. I'll be working here till probably about 10 tonight. Come on over." So, I did just that. I pulled into the driveway around 9pm. The garage door was up and I could see a shirtless guy on a ladder, pulling items off the top of a cabinet and tossing it to the garage floor. As I got out of the car, he climbed down the ladder and we walked towards each other. "Hi Rick. I'm Dave." I said as I walked towards him. He nodded his head to acknowledge me, but didn't say anything. I came inside the brightly lit garage and up to this tall, hairy, muscular guy that was dripping in sweat. "I'd shake your hand. But, as you can see, I'm a sweaty mess, right now", he said with a chuckle. I just smiled in reply. "What is it you're looking to buy, Dave?" "Got any of that no label stuff?" Rick shook his head no. "How about Amsterdam?" I asked. Rick opened the refrigerator and searched. Reaching into the fridge he pulled out a small box. Opening it, he said. "Three. That's the last of those." "How much?" I asked. "Ahhhhhh......$20 for all three? That OK?" "Yeah. Sure." I say as I hand him $20 and he hands me the bottles, which I slip in my pocket. "I'm really sorry to hear about your Dad, Rick. A very nice man. He's always treated me well." I said. "Thanks." Rick replied as he reached for a rag that was on the counter, next to the fridge. He wiped some sweat that was running down his forehead. Then used the rag to wipe the sweat from his broad, hairy chest. "Fuck! It's too hot to stay out here any longer. I've been out in this heat all day. I think I'm done for tonight. I'm gonna make myself a drink. You feel like a drink, Dave?" he said as he tossed the rag back onto the counter, not even looking at me. "Ahh..... yeah, sure", I replied. Rick headed towards the door leading from the garage, into the house. He hit the garage door opener as he stepped into the house and the garage door rattled to a close. Holding the door open for me as I followed him inside the house. We walked into the kitchen and Rick pulled two plastic cups from the cupboard, then filled them with ice from the freezer. "You like scotch, Dave? I hope the answer's yes. Cause I think that's all I got." he said as he filled his plastic cup with a healthy pour of scotch. "I've already taken most of Dad's booze over to my place. So, this is what's left." he said as he poured another healthy amount into my cup. "Scotch is fine. Thanks." I said as he handed the cup to me. "Sit." he said as he motioned to the two chairs at the kitchen table. We walked to the table and sat across from each other. We both took a sip of our scotch. Rick put his cup down and ran his hand over his hard, muscular, furry chest. I was of course wishing I could bury my face in that fur covered chest. Rick definitely had his Dad's rugged, masculine build. "Sorry. I should put my shirt on. But, fuck......... I'm not even sure where I tossed it?" he chuckled. "It must be out back." he said. " I was clearing off the patio, earlier. I think I must have tossed it back there." he said as he took another swig of his scotch. " Rick now kicks both his dusty shoes off his feet, as he takes a big swig from his scotch. Then he walks over to the counter to pick up the bottle. He pours more in his cup and tries to do the same to mine. "Whoa........ No thanks, Rick. I've gotta drive home", I say, as I cover my cup with my hand and he puts the bottle down on the table and sits again. "Well, I don't. Gonna stay here tonight. I'd like to get another early start here, tomorrow." he says as he takes another drink. "So, Dave............" he says as he again rubs his chest. Pausing to find the right words. "Correct me if I'm thinking of the wrong guy...........but...................." he pauses again. "See...........Dad and me...... we speak pretty frankly. My sister is my Mother's clone. She has Mom's beauty as well as her uptightness." he chuckles as he takes a sip. "I'm my Dad's clone. I have my Dad's build. Have my Dad's frankness. And I share my Dad's...........ahhmm..........libito, I guess is the word. The truth is I'm just a horny fucker, like the old man." he says, and laughs again. "So, as I said, Dad and I speak pretty frankly and don't keep secrets. I remember him telling me about some customer of his that he fucked in the ass. From the way he described this guy. I'm thinking it might be you. Am I right? Sorry if I got you mixed up with someone else." he says, looking directly into my eyes. "Uhmmm........ Well............ ", I'm really struggling with how to answer this. " Well, yeah Rick. Your Dad did fuck me once. It was a pretty damn good fuck too, I might add." I say with a nervous laugh. "I can't believe your Dad told you he fucked guys?" "Well.......As I said, we're pretty frank. Hope you're not offended by my frankness." I shake my head "no" and take a big sip from my scotch. "So........" Rick stammers. "Well........with my frankness....., I'm just gonna come out with it. I'm a divorced man, with no steady girlfriend at the moment. And with all I've got on my plate at the moment, dealing with my parent's and everything else, I haven't had the time to even try to get laid. Buddy, my own hand just doesn't do it for me. I could use a warm mouth if you're feeling generous." I don't even reply to him. I reach in my pocket and pull out one of the popper bottles that I'd just bought from Rick. I peel off the black plastic seal around the lid. I unscrew the lid and take a couple of drags on it as I move to the floor. I kneel between his legs as he unbelts his cargo shorts, unzips, raises his ass and pulls his cargo shorts to his ankles. He pulls his feet through and tosses the shorts to the side with his foot. He now does the same with his boxers. He's now sitting in front of me, completely naked, except for the pair of white socks, still on his feet. I lean forward and take his cock in my mouth. His cock is also a clone of his Dad's. Nicely 6"s soft and growing rapidly as I begin to suck on him. Ricks dick is just like his Dad's with the exception that unlike his Dad, Rick was uncut. I sucked and gently chewed on his very ample foreskin. Then pushed the skin back with my lips, while taking his cock deeper down my throat. Rick reaches for my poppers and takes a few whiffs. I'm inhaling his sweaty, musky crotch smell, which is nearly as intoxicating as the poppers. I take another whiff of my poppers, then begin to suck on his swollen nuts that are holding several weeks of hot cum. I lift his legs and get my tongue up to his ass. He pulls his knees to his chest as I lick and tongue fuck his musky ass. "Ahhh....... Fuck, dude! God Damn! Eat that ass, you nasty fucker! Holy Shit! Dad's right. You are a nasty slut!" Rick says as I continue to eat his ass. "MuthaFucka................. Yeah............" he says as he now spreads his ass to let me get in deeper. Then he drops his legs. He straightens in the chair and my mouth dives for his now rock hard cock. One of my fingers just gently rubs his wet asshole as my mouth is sliding up and down his cock. He's got one hand on the back of my neck as I hungrily suck his cock. Rick must have really been needing this. I doubt it took even 5 minutes from start to finish. He very soon pulled my head down on his cock by the back of my neck. His hips were humping and he let out a growl as he filled my mouth with his hot load. In typical straight man fashion, once he came, he wanted me gone. He quickly stood, pushed past me and began to put his boxers and shorts on. I stood, put the poppers in my pocket and said, "Well, that was unexpected and fun. Thanks!" I pulled myself together and asked. "Should I go out through the garage?" "Follow me." he said as he led me to the door leading to the patio. He flipped on the patio light. Opening the door, he stepped out and I followed him out to the patio. "There it is." he said as he picked up a t-shirt that was draped over the back of a chair. I walked past him as he pulled his shirt on. "Which way out?" I asked. "Round there", he said as he pointed to his left. With that, he went back into the house, flipping off the patio light as I rounded the corner of the house. I didn't hear anything from Rick for many months. Then I got a couple of late night texts from him. Both times he messaged that he needed a blow job. But, it just wasn't possible for me to drive over to service him at the moment. I guess he finally gave up and I've never heard from him again.

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”

This is my first post. I am a young, healthy, muscular, blond athlete jock boy living in South Florida. White collar pro by day, but a secret need and a want to take anonymous loads all the time. For my birthday this year i decided to go to NYC. I had posted on BBRT beforehand (blondjockboi) to find a host to whore me out while I was going to be there. I had been whored out once before in LA by the famous Master Jerry the previous summer for LA Pride as his "pride cumdump" where I was blindfolded, ass up taking every load he sent to me at the Dunes Inn motel. I didn't know if I would meet Master Jerry, just that my role was to be ass up taking loads. I ended up with 38, but kind of lost count half way through. Master Jerry surprised me by showing up at the end with a young friend, and giving me my very last load. 38 was the number on my back at the end of the night. Within a few hours of posting on BBRT for NYC I got a message from a man called Dmitiri in NYC. He claimed to be the Master Jerry of NYC, so I thought great - I will definitely get a lot of loads. I was instantly attracted to Dmitiri because he was so pervy. He was only interested in getting me as many loads as possible. He had also been coordinating with another boy coming to NYC from Albany (a super cute twink EMT), and set up a hotel room for us in Midtown. The plan was that the twink EMT would take loads the night before, and I would come in the morning and replace him, taking loads all day. Sort of a marathon of cumdumps available for all these horny men on Dmitri's list. When I walked into the hotel room, it was about 8am and the smell of cum was overwhelming. The boy was laying on his stomach the bed, with cum just drizzling out of his boy pussy all over the sheets. I stripped down and hopped in bed with him, we were making out for a bit and I was fingering his cummy hole - about that time a super hot daddy walked in. I told the boy you take it, and I'll take over after. He said it was his 41st load. The boy played on top of me, and as we were making out the daddy climbed on top of him and shoved his massive hairy cock in. I could hear the cum splooge out of his hole with this massive cock penetrating this pussy. All three of us were making out, and the daddy bit my lip and came inside of him. As he pulled out, I could see a long stream of cum falling from his dick, I rolled over and gobbled it off. As the daddy cleaned up, the boy hopped in the shower, and before you knew it I was alone. I tied my blindfold on, and waited. Within 5 or 10 min the door opened and I could hear 3 or 4 voices coming in. I knew I was going to be used, and filled up with all of this hot anonymous cum. One thing I like when getting fucked is reach underneath and feel the balls of the guy who is breeding me. Every guy was different. One was shaved smooth, one was stubbly, and one was fully hairy. To my surprise the hairy balls slapping my ass turned me on so much, I came hands-free when getting fucked by guy 3. Everything after that is a blur. It was guy after guy, grunting, sweating, whispering in my ear, cumming in my ass. Tongue after tongue, finger after finger, cock after cock. I was taking so many loads, I wondered how long I had been going. I got a quick break, and checked my phone. I had been going 4 hours, and Dmitri had texted me. "You doing okay?" "I'm not going to stop sending guys". I told him to keep going. The next time I took off my blindfold the sun was going down. I had taken 61 loads in 9 hours. I was a cummy mess. Dried cum all over my face, my back, cum oozing out of my pussy. I checked my phone and told Dmitri that I was happy, and had to get ready to meet friends for my Birthday Dinner. 10 minutes later, another twink came in the room, and said he was replacing me. Dmitri had set up a 3rd boy to take loads that evening/night. The twink was super cute, and told me he played Peter Pan on Broadway. I knew I needed to cum again after being fucked all day, so i bent him over, and gave him his first load. As I was finishing the trail of guys started coming in to breed him. I kissed him on the lips as I was leaving - and told him to have fun. 🙂 Dmitri was awesome, and said the feed back from the men was great! He would happily whore me out again when I get to NYC. In the meantime, I would love to find a super pervy partner who would be interested in traveling around and whoring me out to every dick of his choosing. I'm even up for moving to you if the situation is right. 🙂

What I can't get out of my mind is how good it felt to have my dick in an ass hole and cum in it, then having a finger put me over the edge. Then seeing the damage my dick did to his hole and how. I do not understand this slam thing, as he did not protest it much, but he likes it but wanted more. I go back to Sal's making deliveries, cleaning at the Spa & library in the early morning, and striping on Sunday night. The only scary part is the one who gives out the black business card is always there dress in a black suit with his beady eyes, which is weird. The others just want to go to a back room and suck my dick as they say if I fuck then I would rip them up. The one who runs the neg to Poz night asks me if I would like to go. I say I'm not looking to become Poz; he says we don't you to become Poz unless you want it, we want you to bust them up so when we fuck them our Poz loads enter their system faster. So all I have to do is fuck them as they are neg. He says that me fucking them would be so much better than the toothbrush. I show up for the Neg to Poz night, and as I remember how much fun sticking my dick in an ass hole was fucking was. Tonight they have six who are looking to become Poz lined up; They make them drink this Gatoraid, so I ask if I can have some as I'm thirsty and they say NO as this Gatoraid has been spiked. So they give me some water as I watch them put the first one in the sling and tie them in so they can't move. They spread his legs wide and take something out of cellophane bag and put in his ass hole. One get on his knees and sucks my dick until its hard; once it's hard, they tell me to drive my dick stright in as hard as I can. As I do he is screaming like I'm killing as one of the Poz Tops says to me he wants its keep going. Once I'm balls deep, I stop, but they say to me fuck him as fast as you can, but DON'T cum as that is the Poz Tops to cum in his wrecked hole. Been fucking him for three minutes, then they pull me away, and one of the Poz Tops drives his dick right in and says to him. Faggot, you are taking my Poz load. Faggot you want my Poz load, he says YES. I look down at my dick, and I see blood, so I ask should I clean it off, they say NO as it does not matter. After this Poz Top shoots his load in, they put a butt plug in his hole then strap a leather harness around his waist then to the butt plug so it cant be removed, then lock it up. The next one is in the sling shove a rock up to his hole, and it's the same thing fuck him for three minutes, then the Poz Top takes over. That night, I fucked six and did not cum once kind of frustrating. When I get home, I take one of the cellophane bags and find a large rock and put in in my ass to find out what it feels like, Well, it does not take long as it is burning I can control as my fingers go right to my hole as I shove them in like I'm fucking my self. I go to the kitchen and find in the fruit bin a cucumber and shove it in hard and fast. I did it with no lube, so I was hurting for a few days, but I want to do it again. One day Sal tell me there is a big delivery and if I can fit on my bike, I say yes. The address is not one I have delivered to before, but it's a big order, so the tip should be beautiful. I get to the door of a big home, and there is a note of the door saying the door is open bring it straight into the kitchen. As I walk to the kitchen, I see two boys naked about my age in the living room with hoods on their heads a chain around their neck and a cage around their dick on their knees. I get to the kitchen and stop right in my tracks, the one with the business cards when I strip it's him. He is dressed all in black with a riding crop in his hand then tells me to put the food down and to come with him.

I parked my bike, got out my torch and headed over in the direction of the infamous fuck tree. I'd been there in the daytime so I knew how to get there. It was 9.00pm at night, maybe too early for some, but I was eager to visit this alleged barebacking prime site. After about 5 minutes I arrived at the site and was disappointed to find only two men there, one guy was, however, fucking the other bareback over a large concrete rubbish bin, obviously built with us in mind. As I watched I leant against the uprooted tree that gave the area its name: “The fuck tree”. I was turned on by watching the bareback action and so got out my cock and started wanking to the action. This caught the attention of the guy, who was currently fucking the other over the bin. He stopped fucking him and came over to me. Before I knew what was happening he had turned me round, lubed his cock and plunged it bare into my hole. I was being fucked for the first time on the fuck tree. He was obviously turned on by this new meat and thrust in and out energetically. As he screwed me bare, I noticed around the area a few clusters of people looking on at what was going on. With a loud and satisfied grunt he unloaded himself into me and then left the area hurriedly. With no one else actually coming forward and feeling awkward about having interrupted the other guy's fun, I now turned my attention to him. I got my cock back to full erection and entered the guy from behind. He welcomed the attention. He seemed to struggle with the size of my cock and asked me if I had any poppers, I duly handed over my fresh new bottle, which he gratefully inhaled, complimenting on its strength and asking where I'd purchased it. Whilst I was banging away, many of those who had been standing at a distance now came close. Not just to see things up close, but clearly they wanted their turn with this piece of meat. As soon, as I had erupted inside the guy, another member of the group took his turn in fucking the man. Others eagerly prepared their cocks in anticipation of their turn. Another man arrived, dressed up in suspenders and wearing eyeshadow and lipstick. He stood over the fuck tree and prepared to be taken. He attracted many of those waiting their turns with the bin man. He was soon receiving his first bare cock. I thought I'd get in on the action by going round the other side of the tree and seeing if this new guy could suck my cock back into action. So I wiped out my cock and got him to suck it, which he munched on enthusiastically. He certainly did the trick and before not too long, I was fully erect and feeling the sap rising in my balls. The sight of this spit-roasting, with one guy pounding away and then releasing his spunk inside him, followed immediately by another, was too much for me and for the second time of the night I released my jizz. This time into the willing mouth of the transvestite whore. But I was envious of both men being taken in turn mostly bare, receiving cum load after cum load inside them. I too wanted to be a cum slut that evening and feel my hole being filled with strangers' sperm. Yet I was frightened of the consequences. It was make or break for me. Should I stay or should I go? I took the plunge as my lust got the better of me and walked back round the tree. Then I dropped my trousers and leant against the tree for all cummers to take me. This certainly drew many of the assembled crowd over to me and I was almost immediately shafted by an older guy ready to blow his load inside me. He took next to no time finishing himself off by blowing his load inside me, the second of the evening for me. Another well-endowed black man took his turn and forced his very large member inside me. I was struggling to cope with a cock that big and had to resort to the poppers I'd brought along to facilitate his entering me. Although painful, I was really enjoying the large cock being pushed fully inside me, stretching me. I was beginning to realise my dreams of being a cum slut. Suddenly he held his cock thrust fully inside me for a good minute as gallons of his sperm soaked my insides. I was now craving as much bare dick as I could get and happily took any dicks offered to me. I could feel the squelching from load after load being poured into me. Then another guy came forward, quite beefy with an obvious biohazard tattoo on his chest. After all the loads I had already taken, I was in no position to refuse him entry. He shoved his cock firmly up me bare and started pushing in and out roughly. As he thrust in and out, he kept saying to me, I'm going to breed you and soon you'll get my toxic load inside you. With one final thrust he jerked violently and I knew his toxic spunk was now flowing inside. As I left the heath, I could feel all the loads beginning to trickle down my legs. I wondered what I had done, yet felt very satisfied with so much cum inside me that evening.

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.

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.

Crazy , always been a masc guy with a hard bluecollar job! Usely bearded, weight lifter, reg guy! Never knew my husband would turn my ass into a cock craving pussy. It craves cock& has anal orgasms! My hole will spasmn , grip& milk a cock or toy. I can even mentally hole orgasm thinking of sex, don’t even care to cum, do other btm experience this? Do other btm feel it a functioning pussy? It has to be bb too. Buddy says i should get fisted but not sure, any thoughts?

Hesitantly, Peter got to his knees and the man waddled over to him. The lad eyed the inflamed, wart covered cock and looked at me imploringly. I just shrugged, aware of my own erection straining in my pants and the man grinned. "Turns you on, does it? Your mate sucking my filthy cock?" As he spoke, he grasped Peter's head and slid his cock into his mouth. Peter gagged and resisted, then shuddered and gave in, grasping the man's hairy balls and sucking his cock. "Nice!" Said the man. "Lick the shaft" Peter did as he was told, and I watched his pink tongue caress the shaft and lick over the warts which clustered like tiny grapes. I took out my cock and began to rub it. The man gestured me over and grasped my erection in his grubby fist and began to wank me. "Dirty bastards!" He chuckled, raising Peter up, turning him round and bending him over. He scratched at the sores on his belly, then stuck a finger into Peter's arsehole. Peter winced as the man's slimey finger ploughed into him. "Oh yeah! Got some spunk up there already haven't you boy?" Peter nodded and I watched as the man pressed the head of his cock into Peter's anus. It slid in easily until the rash on his belly was pressed against Peter's plump bottom. The man gave a sigh of satisfaction. "That's smooth! " He began to slide sensuously in and out until Peter was groaning and pushing back to meet the thrusts of the diseased cock in his rectum. I was so excited and the janitor noticed how hard my cock was. "Got some lube?" He asked. I nodded and dug the tube out of my pocket. "Fuck me, then. "He said. "I love it up my arse when I'm fucking." He bent forward over Peter's back and spread his cheeks. His hole was puffy and slack and there was a nasty sore on his anus. I hesitated, but he took my arm and said " Come on...ooof thats good ...stick it in or I'll have to...ahhh.. report you." To be honest, I didn't need much persuasion. The thought of sliding my cock into that diseased hole was almost too much to bear. I squeezed some lube onto my finger and anointed his hole, smearing it inside and out over the large sore at the entrance. I dropped my trousers and pants and got behind him. For a second I hesitated but he reached back, grasped my cock and rubbed the head over his hole and around the sore. With a gasp I pushed forward, watching his hole open around my cock as it slid deliciously up into his backside until I was crouched over him fucking his arse as he buggered Peter beneath him. It didn't last long. I heard him start to grunt like a pig as he thrust harder into the plump bottom beneath him. "Gonna cum!" He gasped. "Take my dirty spunk!" With that he grunted and shuddered beneath me and I knew he was filling Peter with his sperm. I kept thrusting as he finished and sagged over Peter's back. "Cum up me!" He gasped. I didn't need a second invitation. I thrust right up him and spurted gloriously and hard into his rectum. moving my cock in ecstasy deep inside him....

Confidence is attractive. Cockiness to s charming. Arrogance is off-putting.

I live in Los Angeles and the Mayor announced last week that while some things would be opening, “Safer at home” would continue to August. We started lockdown in mid March. We also have to wear masks while outside your home not just for grocery stores and medical offices - everywhere. My husband and I discussed bringing in a trusted third for an exclusive sex relationship. It would be a closed loop relationship for the three of us. He has also been quarantined and we feel that we can trust him. It would include all aspects of sex, including, Yikes - kissing. He is mulling it over, but sees no reason not to do it. It wouldn’t be forever, but until things get a little less crazy, it’s a form of safe play for the three of us.

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...

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.

Two years ago I was in DC at the Eagle and two muscular black guys in their mid-30s in harnesses and I were cruising each other. I was 38 at the time, smooth athletic build and wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I finally went over to talk to them and one of them said "Come on. You're going back to our place, you fucking pig." Sounded good to me so I followed them back to their place. We get there and they tell me to strip down to the black jock I was wearing, and to get into the sling. They also stripped, although they left on their harnesses. Next thing I know my right arm was tied above my head and one of the guys asked me if I partied. I said I smoked some T before, but not much. They just looked at each other. They asked if I was poz, to which I answered "No, I'm neg." Another look. Next thing I knew I saw three syringes with orange caps. Being tied-up in a sling, I started to panic a little, but the bigger of the two guys, Terry, said "Relax, we got ya." I responded "Please, don't." Terry replied "You're still our slut for the night." Next thing I knew he wiped my forearm with an alcohol swap, and inserted a needle into my arm. I saw a tinge of blood enter the syringe and then he depressed the plunger, injecting the liquid into my arm. I completely lost my breath and gasped, but Terry encouraged me to take a deep breath. I coughed three or four times, and then felt warm and tingly. My ass felt as if it was on fire. I just looked at Terry and Tom, the other top, and blurted out "Please, fuck me. Please, give me your cock." The two guys laughed at me and said "Good boy, now we have you the way we like you - a hungry Tina junkie, begging for cock." Tom approached to fuck me with his 9.5 inch big black cock. When I realized he was not wearing a condom, I said "No, not raw, please, SIR" but he responded "Shut up, slut and take it" and with that he rammed his entire raw cock into my ass, and all I could do was beg for it. He chuckled "What do you want, white boy?" I answered "Please fuck me SIR." Tom yelled "You want this nigger cock boy?" I muttered "Yes, SIR." I didn't wanna say it. but he made me, and finally I screamed "Fuck me SIR - give me that huge nigger cock up my pussy." Good slut" he replied, and proceeded to fuck me then grunted "Take my poz load boy - here it comes." I was so high I begged him to breed me. When Tom withdrew, Terry was next at bat, and Tom disappeared downstairs. Same thing - another case of "Take my big black cock boy" and as he fed me his 10.5. inches. It was so fucking thick I kept the poppers handy and was begging for it up my pig cunt. He also bred me and as he blew his load I found myself saying "Feed me your cum SIR, breed me" to which he responded "Here it comes, boy - another poz load for your pussy." When he pulled-out and I could feel cum dripping down my legs. My hole felt so empty and I squirmed in the sling, at which point Terry pick-up a huge red butt plus and proceeded to shove it up my pig cunt. It felt soooo good to be stuffed. Then he disappeared downstairs for a good 15 minutes. Next thing I knew, Terry, Tom and two more huge black muscle guys walked into the room. Terry (or was it Tom?) said to the guys "Here's the junkie slut we are pozzing. You want some?" The guys immediately stripped and proceeded to slam themselves. While they were prepping themselves, Tom asked me "You need another slam boy? This time its gonna be a big one - we want you really fucked up." Tom proceeded to stick himself and draw some of his blood into the syringe. As I watched, he depressed the plunger only a bit. The next thing I knew he pulled it out of his arm and stuck me with it - injecting his poz blood into my arm. No sooner had the contents of the syringe entered my blood stream, well, I was flying! I coughed even harder this time and all four of the guys laughed at me. Tom said "Good slut - I just gave you a .5 slam." My pussy was on fire like never before. They untied me from the sling and put me on the bed where they proceeded to take turns on me for over three hours. They even double fucked me. My pussy couldn't get enough bareback cock. The two guests also bred me, so I had four loads in my pig cunt when one of the guys brought out some huge fucking dildos. I honestly didn't think I could take them but certainly wanted to try. I took a deep hit of poppers and the guys proceeded to wreck my hole with extra large black dildos, eventually shoving two in me at once. Sometime later the two guests left, and Tom and Terry fucked me some more, eventually depositing loads five and six in my ass. Late morning I left, and as we parted, Terry and Tom said "Good slut - we want you again. Welcome to the world of poz pig play - you fucking Tina slut." Part 2 next time.

Yeah, I am a romantic, the type of bloke who can and has heart broken. Many years ago, in my 20s, I fell big time for a lad my age, even same birthday, we grew together, had fun, romantic dinners , we had a spark, chemistry, etc, you get the picture. Now this guy, i used to Fuck and him me, tbh, I never fuck, but i truly loved him. Spent 10 years together,I gave him up... I spent all these years with his developing drug addiction, which I could no longer deal with I became ill. We split, we cried, we hugged, we loved, I left. I know he loved me, That considering the problems and me being arrested, he stashed drugs in my home, unbeknown to me, was the most romantic, loving relationship, i have ever had. Sometimes I drift into reflecting on my life and the biggest regret ever. I cry at sad films,keep cinema tickets, holiday tickets, but I miss intimacy and romance.., but, think I am past all that now.

LOL I know someone who is about that big and many walk away but those who are size queens go nuts for him

My ass and body can spasm from the stimulation of an intense fuck. I've been toyed into an anal orgasm so I'm wired for them. My first intense bare fucking brought me to the edge of an anal orgasm. I have strong insemination and impregnation kinks so I think about my cunt as fully functioning and fertile.

Daniel Hausser. A filthy ho if ever I saw one. Lots of snap videos of him getting a strangers load in a club or airport bathroom.

I was a really bad boy yesterday. Got fucked by six guys. 1. Hubs fucked me 2. Went over to a local guy’s place on Grindr. Kinda average cock, couldn’t get up. Never again. 3. Muscle Jewish daddy bred me 4. Arranged for my middle eastern daddy friend to come over after. Sat on his huge dick and cum was leaking out 5. Went to Harlem to visit a handsome white guy who has been fucking me good for 9 years. 6. Had a Hell’s Kitchen 3-way with my buds R & H. R is Vers and took my load & H’s. R&H took turns on my hole A lot of my fwbs r asking me to stay over. I’m so flattered of all the btms they have, they wanna be quarantined with me. Staying over a hunky 35 brunette’s Brooklyn apt tues night. We are going to fuck throughout the evening, work from home together the next day, and fuck in between conference calls.

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

As a top I've never been that into guys older than me, I have always liked younger guys. That doesn't mean I wont fuck guys my age or older, but prefer younger guys. Btms out there do you prefer an older or younger top? Why?

English is not my mother tongue so please excuse my typos etc. Part I It was a normal day for Daniel. Boring work in the office, small talk with his co-workers during coffee break and couch and Netflix afterwards. The only thing that seemed somewhat exciting was his online activity. He had several profiles on all the gay dating websites and apps. Most of them were anonymous, showing no pictures of his face but maybe one or two of his body. After all he was proud of his muscles and liked to show them off a bit. Most of the time he only tried to get some dick pics from other users online, to wank too, or exchange some hot videos. At 25 Daniel was somewhat afraid of real sex. He came from a very catholic family and was always told, that sex without being married or even worse gay sex, would lead to STIs which would then lead to certain death. Even though growing up he realised that this was non-sense, the fear of him catching anything remained. The few times Daniel had sex; he was very cautious of being safe. Condoms were used basically for everything, even wanking and he only got penetrated once by a friend in college. He did like it, but his friend was too annoyed of always covering up for the smallest bit of interaction so that they eventually stopped their intimate relationship. For the last year or so Daniel didn’t meet up with anyone for sex, and even though he was horny basically all the time he only ever wanked to videos people sent him. He preferred bareback videos, they seemed forbidden and hot at the same time. He loved stroking his dick while he watched “Assbreeder82” fuck yet another twink. “Assbreader82” was an online user on one of the dating websites Daniel was using. One of the only ones that didn’t stop writing after they realised, that Daniel would probably never meet up for actual sex but was only hunting for more videos and pictures to wank too. Quite the opposite was the case, he called Daniel his little fan boy, and whenever he fucked another guy and filmed it, he sent it to Daniel. They had been doing this for quite a while now, and Daniel watched “Assbreeder82” fuck quite a number of guys, always bare and always cumming inside their unprotected holes. “Assbreeder82” was a daddy-type kind of guy. He was quite hairy with a well-defined torso and a beautiful cock that must have been about 19 cm long and quite wide. He certainly always stretched the bottoms hole and a number of them complained that it was to thick. He however didn’t seem to be bothered by that and simply held poppers under their noses and told them they knew what they were getting themselves into. While Daniel was laying on his couch, checking his messages and settling in for yet another evening at home, he got a message from “Assbreeder82”: Hey fanboy, what are u up to tonight? Daniel got excited, Assbreeder82 only contacted him when he got new content to watch and Daniel could really use some excitement today. Nothing much, just chilling on my couch. Got any new vids for me ? He didn’t have to wait long for a reply. Not quite, but I do have something more exciting for you! Interested fanboy? Daniel was curious what his chat partner was up to. It was unusual for him to be so mysterious, their chat was usually rather flat. Him sending him a new video and Daniel replying with praise and horniness how amazing it looked. Nethertheless he answered. Oh a surprise for me ? You bet I am interested coming from you. The familiar sound of him receiving a message followed shortly after. You’re in luck, I am fucking a twink today and would like some audience. So you will join us today. I know you do not want to get involved and I am fine with that. I respect your boundaries… at least to some extent. But unless you show up today and prove to me you are a real fanboy; you will stop getting videos from me. You can film or just watch, that’ll be up to you but there are no clothes allowed. Here is the address, and that is the boy I will be inseminating today. Be ready for some nice pig action, and don’t bail on fanboy or should I rather say …. Daniel- While reading Daniel had been getting quite horny, but after reading the last sentence he was in shock. Daniel never told Assbreeder82 his real name, nor did he give up any information that would clue anyone who he was in real life. Yet this man new his firstname, and if so who knew what else. He was in a state of excitement and horror and surely horny as fuck. He realised, that he loved the power Assbreeder82 seemed to have over him. He liked the demanding tone the message had and most importantly, he couldn’t wait to see the main character of all his wanking fantasies, fuck right in front of him. Daniel got ready. This would be an exciting day after all, he thought. Then he left his apartment. More to cum 😃

PART 1 It was approximately two months before high school graduation that this happened, which is to say it was about two weeks after I turned 18. Not that I looked 18. I was lucky if people thought I was 16. Although I was 5' 10”, I only weighed 155 pounds, and given my baby face and short brown hair, I didn’t look like a man - yet. But it was men I wanted, that’s for sure. I was 18 and I had a car. It was time. Sure there were gay guys at my school, but I wasn’t into guys my age. I liked guys older than me, guys around 40. Men with big man cocks and big manly cum-filled balls. That’s what turned me on. Now I just needed to find such a man who happened to like me. With that in mind, within days of my birthday, I had my first profile up on a gay hook-up site. Initially I received messages from young guys who were quite like me, or at most a few years older. One or two were tempting but I held out. Besides a few blowjobs back and forth ealrier in the year, I had no experience with men. But in my mind, I was always the one sucking cock and always the one offering up his hole. I was a bottom before I even knew what a bottom was. Then one day he messaged me. He was older, 43, and definitely a top. His pictures didn’t have his face but what it showed was amazing to me. He was 6 1” but thin at 165. His graying hair was cut very short. And then I saw his dick. Magnificent isnt even a strong enough word. The pictures showed a solid eight and a half inch cock, with a nice mushroom head and a thick slightly bending upward shaft. His big balls hung down. They looked massive. Now, my balls are a nice size and I cum tons when I shoot, but I figured a guy with giant balls such as this guy sported must cum buckets. I couldn't see his face, but honestly didn't care. This guy's body was my fantasy come to life. I read thru his profile. And then I saw it: HIV status - positive. Still, I wanted to read his message and at least say thanks for messaging me. Just looking at his pictures had me so hard. It was too bad he had hiv. I couldn’t risk that. So I clicked on the message. “I love your pics. You seem like a really hot young guy. That sexy body. And hot little butt! I saw you like older guys. Hot older Top men, guys that can show you things, take you to places you haven’t been yet and that your body doesn’t know it needs yet. I’ve helped young men like you before. I’d love to meet you. And I can tell by your profile you are gonna want to meet me. I have a huge cock that loves attention and I love showing a young guys hole the attention a boy hole needs. I have exactly what you need. Don’t waste time and message me back. I want you in my bedroom.” wow, he had me rock hard. I mean rock hard. And shaking a little. This was real. This hot as hell man wanted me. And badly, it seemed. I was so scared of the hiv thing but I stared at those pics and read his message again and I didn’t know what I would do but I would find a way to keep safe. I had to meet him. With very very nervous hands, i typed back. “You are really really hot. I’m a little scared about what we can do because i am not hiv positive, but I can’t help it, like I just want to meet you and see you face to face. Your cock is so amazing. I have a car, so I can meet almost anywhere but I love with my parents, so can’t have anyone here.” And I hit send. Within minutes, his reply came thru. “Come over now. We are both horny. My address is 710 elm lane, by the new high school. Can you be here soon? So ready to meet you and have uou here.” I replied within seconds. “Be there in 20 minutes.” I tried to make sure I looked ok and ran a brush thru my hair and went out the door before I could change my mind. What was I doing? But I told myself nothing has to happen unless I want it to. And he was so sexy. And that huge cock. I was hard the short drive over there. I parked on the street and made my way towards his house. It was dark, so that made it a little easier. It was my first time just going to a guys house to hook up. I was nervous as hell but my cock was leading me. I was so horny I almost couldn’t take it. I walked up to the porch and knocked softly. The door slowly opened and I was face to face with my internet friend. His body was more amazing in person. Clad in just underwear that bulged like crazy, he was all his profile said and more. Then I looked at his face and he looked at mine and both of us had a shock. It was Mr Johnson, my 11th grade history teacher. I was shocked and embarrassed he would now reject me and still so horny, maybe even more so now. Mr Johnson a gay Top! All of this shock and me standing in the doorway lasted maybe 3 seconds. And then he gestured for me to come in and I did. My cock was like steel and I was determined to go further, though I didn’t know where. I just knew two things: mr Johnson was my perfect gay man standing in front of me and I had to be carful and not forget he had hiv. I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me inti the house. The sound of the door jarred me from my thoughts. This was happening. This was really happening.

may you never get past this part, i think they are wonderful parts of you.

It’s my go to place when in visiting London because it’s just normal guys off the street, very relaxed atmosphere. There are plenty of clothed sessions to try first so you don’t have to go naked on your first visit and there’s guys of all shapes and sizes. Generally you get a basket at the bar to put your stuff in and get a numbered ticket back. Your first drink is included in your entry. Just enjoy your drink and watch the cruising or take a wander around the corridors, most sex is public so you can watch before you try 😂 Seriously worth a visit, you won’t be disappointed.

Keep your story coming, Jessy.

If I'm being honest I'm a romantic at heart and have often been known to shed a tear or two at the end of a movie but when it comes to sex I'm a complete whore. Sometimes I think I wouldn't mind being in a loving relationship but it would have to be open and if past experience is anything to go by I always seem to meet the controlling 'where have you been?' monogamous types & that's not happening. However if there are any tops out there that would love to date a slut bottom who is more than happy for you to go out and breed other bottoms too as long as I get to play with other tops then get in touch. I guess my idea of romance is having a man to return home to / having a man who wants to return home at night but where we are free to meet others in between. You could say I want to have my/your cock & eat it! 🙂 But to put it another way, to me romance is more than just sex, it's also a meeting and understanding of minds which you are rarely going to get in anon sex / cruising / quickies but both fulfil me in different ways.

Yeah, kinda. When I met my late husband, I practically ran away from love. Even told him (three months into the relationship) that I didn't love him. It broke both of us, but the truth was that I was scared. Because it was so good and so perfect, I couldn't process it. And after we made up, I was absolutely his to his dying day. I would give anything to feel like I did with him a second time in my life, but as the pandemic continues to rage, I see less possibility for finding a reasonable substitute. Love is a good thing. Don't run away from it when it presents itself to you.

Not been to the Heath in years and never found the actual fuck tree although I did always get plenty of fun. Really would like to re-visit this place when lockdown is over especially as I'm now a barebacking bottom (when I last visited I was still using condoms), I really think a visit would help me on my barebacking journey. Thanks also to @DaddyBare for the story. Brought back happy memories of my anon outdoor cruising days!

The movie is called Chaser

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.

As @Spunkinmyarse suggested, I would put myself in the camp that is more cautious. I plan on holding out awhile more. I heard this week that my company doesn't plan on asking us to return to the office until after July 4th at the earliest...if I'm not able to safely interact with my coworkers, should I really be having intimate sex with strangers? It's tempting, though. I've talked to local guys on the apps that have already "given in" because they "were so horny..." I've also talked to guys on the apps that think COVID-19 is all a big hoax and that the media is blowing it out of proportion. I know some people put things in their profiles like "if you support <insert political party here>, don't bother messaging me"...I think a new sniff-test for me will be "how did you handle yourself during the pandemic?"

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Part 17 - Villa Amalfi Oliver finished his messaging with Liam explaining he was staying on in Tuscany for a few more weeks exploring opportunities. Johan took Oliver off for a walk through the countryside to bide his time whilst Luca and Mark relaxed by the pool cuddled up together. Savio sat in the car just as his mother opened the front door seeing Nico's car arriving. Emilia smiled waving to Nico and what she thought was probably Johan sat in the passenger seat realising it was in fact her son Savio. She called out to her husband Alessandro that Savio was here, he came running to the door just as Savio stepped out of the car looking ashamed and embarrassed as he always did when coming home unannounced. Emilia ran over hugging and fussing over Savio, Alessandro stood there shaking his head and immediately asked how much he was after this time. He loved his son dearly but over the last few years his appearance usually cost them a bit of money bailing him out. Savio looked at his father and shook his head telling him he wasn't after anything. His parents were pleased to learn that at least he was staying with Nico here in Tuscany and close to the family for a few weeks to see how things worked out. Alessandro was keen to remind Savio there was a job here for him at one of the family vineyards, it was his effort to persuade Savio to give up this crazy life he had invented for himself and to settle down near family. Departing after an hour Savio told them he would be around but needed a few weeks before deciding on work, they were even more surprised to hear that his reasoning surrounded this American guy he had met. Alessandro tried to talk sense to Nico out of earshot but eventually he was persuaded by his assurances and to keep them updated on Savio. It didn't take long for word to get around the family that Savio was in the area. Luca's parents text Nico to say there were coming back early and to have a family dinner. "That didn't take long" Luca said sitting up reading his text message. Mark turned over "What didn't?" he said waving to Oliver and Johan who were arriving from their walk. "Family dinner tonight my parents found out Savio is here" Luca explained putting his phone down. He laid back stroking Mark's chest "Fancy a walk in to the village to help Marzi out?". Mark smiled "Yes" he replied hearing the splash from Oliver and Johan jumping in the pool. When Luca returned from chatting with Marzi and getting the shopping list he knew this evening was going to be a family affair, Savio's parents and his grandparents were coming. He ended up dragging Johan and Oliver along to help and within a couple of hours they returned home to Nico and Savio arriving back. Savio was annoyed finding out what was happening, one thing he couldn't do was say no to his grandparents. They had always supported Savio and sort of got his little rebellious streak that they found amusing at times, they always said it showed great character and not be reliant on others. But Savio knew it was the families way of assessing Oliver, underneath he was freaking out worried they would not like or approve of him which would make life hard if he moved back to Tuscany. Johan sat with Oliver for a while talking about how he had to go through a similar assessment as had Mark more recently. Oliver laughed feeling better and Johan's final piece of advice was be himself and show respect and he will win them over. By late afternoon Gio and Sarah arrived home excited to see Savio and even more happy hearing that Oliver was staying on a few more weeks. Oliver opened his door and find Savio standing there "You checking up on me?" he joked smiling. Savio leaned against the door frame "Making sure you don't run and leave me to face this alone". "Come here" Oliver said grabbing Savio and pulling him inside his room closing the door. Savio chuckled "I should help downstairs" he said watching Oliver move closer and kiss him. "Are you sure you want this?" Oliver asked needing to find out if Savio really did feel the same way. Savio rubbed his lips against Oliver's face "Very" he replied kissing him slowly and gently. Oliver smiled "That's all I wanted to know" he said quietly hugging him. "I don't know what happened between us Oliver but it feels right" Savio said letting go of him. Savio turned to leave "Hurry up and get dressed" he said "so I can undress you later". He left the room to Oliver's laughter smiling that at least they were on the same page and appeared to have strong feelings towards each other. The wine flowed freely during their long drawn out dinner, Oliver had survived the interrogation relatively unscathed. His friendship with Luca and his parents immediately made him welcome by the rest of the family. Savio's mother was not so quick and laid it on hard wanting to know everything about Oliver. Emilia broke all the rules in her relentless questioning that soon stopped when Oliver told her about his penthouse off Central Park and views across the city extending her and Alessandro an invite to stay. It was out of the blue and Savio did like it when his mother was stuck for something to say. He never got his chance to undress Oliver that evening, leaving with Johan and Nico meant he would have to wait until tomorrow when Oliver came to stay. Sarah returned leaving Gio to finish his goodbyes and sat down. Oliver looked drained from the exhaustive questions and poured him a glass of wine watching Luca and Mark sitting at the edge of the pool. "I think you passed Oliver" Sarah claimed handing him the glass of wine. Oliver thanked her "Is Emilia always like that?" he asked curiously. Sarah laughed "Only when it comes to Savio" she replied she wants him to settle down and stop his antics". "I'm torn Sarah" Oliver confessed "I love NY but I know Savio's family means a lot". She put her glass down "You have to do what fits you both" Sarah said "always follow your heart". Oliver chuckled and sat quietly turning his glass around smiling "That is what worries me." he mused "I am in love with Savio". "I know" Sarah replied casually "Savio is in love with you. It won't be easy, sometimes it will be strange". Oliver looked at her "Strange?" he asked looked perplexed. "Italian families" Sarah said to him "and Savio is by far the most unpredictable but very loving member of the family". Oliver laughed "You are the third person to tell me that" he replied "I like unpredictable". The following morning Luca had to drop by his grandparents and suggested Mark and Oliver come with him and they could stop in San Donato on the way back to pick up groceries. They drove around the village then turned on to the small road of Str Cerbaia until they reached Podere La Cappella. Oliver was stunned to seeing it first hand, it was a working vineyard with sprawling vineyards surrounding the place. Luca's grandfather offered to take Oliver and Mark or a drive around the estate whilst Luca sat talking with his grandmother. They drove around the vineyards and west of the estate skirting a clump of trees and another large house. Luca's grandfather explained that this house was home to Savio's parents and the house on the north side was home to his other daughter Lorena, Luca's auntie with her husband and 4 children house. Mark asked what was beyond the wooded are at the western far side of the vineyards. Luca's grandfather laughed Fattoria Cerbaia he explained, another vineyard run rather badly but they have excellent grapes and olive trees. They drove down for a look and Oliver sat quietly falling in love with the building that had been carefully restored from the outside and expansive olive grove and vineyards. Thankfully Luca's grandfather spoke English very well making conversation fairly easy. "How is it run badly?" Oliver asked noticing the for sale sign on the wall surrounding the main house. "They can't make wine properly always turns out bad, they are selling up" Lorenzo replied. Oliver nodded "Are you buying it?" he asked curiously. Lorenzo smiled "No, I only want the vineyards but they won't sell them, the entire estate is up for sale". "Is that normal then?" Oliver asked "they only sell the whole estate?". Lorenzo nodded "Makes it more valuable with the vineyards around this area" he replied glancing at Oliver. Oliver looked at Lorenzo and smiled "Is it expensive, this one?" he asked having no clue about prices here. "They are after 10 million Euros" Lorenzo replied "been on the market for a year now". Oliver looked out over the estate as Lorenzo turned the car around "How much is the land really worth?". Lorenzo waved his hand "No more that 4 million Euros" he replied. They drove back to the La Capella and headed off to San Donato, Oliver spent most of his time on his phone researching the Fattoria Cerbaia. Walking around the village buying groceries Oliver noticed the estate agent and saw the estate in the window. Luca joked asking if Oliver was buying a house already standing next to him, Oliver laughed and simply replied that he loved the look of the buildings. Luca pointed at the Fattoria Cerbaia telling Oliver that his grandfather would love the land but he won't pay what they are asking, Oliver nodded explaining that is exactly what his grandfather told him. Returning from their trip Nico and Johan were already at Luca's waiting for the 3 guys to return. Oliver had his belongings packed and placed in the boot of the car, promising to see Sarah and Gio over the next two weeks the 5 of them left for Villa Amalfi the home of Nico and Johan. Savio was excited to see them all and Johan put Oliver in a bedroom next to Savio's at the far end of the villa allowing them a little privacy. All afternoon and evening Oliver and Savio interacted under the watch from the others. Savio spent the most of the evening plying Oliver with wine and grappa, they were both unsteady and tipsy when going to bed. Oliver found himself being dragged in to Savio's room then pushed up against the closed door, Savio grinding his hips up against Oliver's kissing frantically with arms all over the place. Clothes dropping to the floor the two bodies tightly holding each other mouths locked together. The tension and excitement running rife through their bodies from the alcohol collapsing on to the bed naked with erections. Savio straddled across Oliver giggling and leaning forward to kiss him, Oliver freed his cock from under Savio and slapped it several times against Savio's ass. Savio the unpredictable pushed his ass back feeling the head of Oliver's cock at his hole. 'Ouch' he stifled a cry slipping down the unlubed cock taking it slowly he looked in to the eyes of Oliver and kissed him tenderly easing himself lower on to his cock. Oliver moaned and grabbed hold of Savio's hips holding him down and pushing his hips up to meet Savio's ass, he sat up right balls deep on Oliver's cock releasing a long slow groan. Savio moved his ass back and forth watching Oliver moaning who encouraged him on 'Oh Savio ride me' he moaned 'harder' he called out in a hushed voice running his hand up Savio's chest tweaking his nipples one by one. Their hands entwinned, slowly Savio ground his ass and worked Oliver's cock. The sweat trickling down his body from the humidity of the summer night, the warm breeze passing through the open window caressing Savio's body. He leaned back feeling every inch of Oliver inside him. Oliver overtaken by the headiness of the wine and grappa was smiling with his eyes closed moaning softly in a sexual state, his hips rising up to get deeper in to Savio leaking toxic precum deep in to Savio. There was no rush and Savio slowed down enjoying their first sexual encounter. Oliver almost fell asleep several times from the unhurried pace of their sex, it was so comforting and arousing to really enjoy sex that his body and mind relaxed so much. Oliver shifted on the bed moaning and gasping knowing this was the start of his orgasm, he let go of Savio's hands and placed them back on his hips holding him on his cock. Savio leaned forward and kissed Oliver unaware he was about to get more than just sex with the man he was falling in love with. Oliver used the leverage his hips now doing the fucking, the sweet moans from Savio dancing in his ear with excitement. Suddenly Oliver moaned and thrusted his hips up hard pushing his cock deep in to Savio, the torrent of love released from his body and flowing in to Savio. He could feel Oliver deep in his ass moaning and gasping whispering how much he loved him in to Oliver's ear, kissing his neck and sensing every pulse from the cock buried inside his body. Locked together Oliver moved his arms and placed them around Savio's body holding him close, in his semiconscious state Oliver whispered to Savio that he loved him and promptly fell asleep with a smile on his face. Savio tried to move off but Oliver was still hard making it difficult, he eased his body flat and laid on top of Oliver still in his arms and quickly fell sound asleep. At some point during the night they had managed to disentangle themselves, Savio woke from the sunlight dancing across his face. He had an almighty hangover from the grappa, shifting his body and rolling on to his back he sat up in shock locking down he saw Oliver sprawled naked next to him. He slipped out of bed and found a bottle of water and gulped from it heavily all the time watching Oliver sleeping peacefully. He remembered dragging Oliver in to his room but after they collapsed on the bed the rest was blank, the tenderness of his ass indicated they had sex but he couldn't recount everything. The one thing that was clear in his head that he knew did happen was telling Oliver he was in love with him and Oliver saying the same. He meant it, but was it the alcohol that caused Oliver to say it? Carefully he placed the bottle of water down next to the bed and climbed back in lying on his back staring out of the window, before he could think any more he was fast asleep tired from their late night. Luca walked out on the terrace a little fuzzy in the head and joined Johan for coffee "Morning" he said. Johan looked up and smiled "Moring Luca, you feeling alright?". "Yeah a little hungover" Luca replied sitting down "how come your not hungover?" ha asked looking annoyed. Johan laughed "I drank plenty of water before going to bed" he said pouring coffee. "Any sign of Oliver and Savio?" Luca asked "they were so out of it last night". "I don't think Oliver has ever drunk grappa before" Johan replied "they were at it last night". Luca looked up panicking a little "Is Savio you know?" he asked seeing a confused look on Johan's face "poz?". "No" Johan replied "well I don't think so, he has never spoken about that sort of thing". Johan suddenly clicked "Oliver is not on meds is he?" he asked watching Luca shake his head. "We need to get Savio to a clinic" Luca said panicking. "Luca" Johan said holding his hand "calm down let him decide what he wants to do". Mark joined them out of the terrace looking bright eyes and bushy tailed ready for the day, he had refused to touch the grappa last night and sat there delightfully annoying Luca until they kissed. Oliver opened his eyes rubbing his head, his mouth dry as desert he looked around the room to see if there was any water around then realised he was in bed with Savio. He moving woke Savio up who looked up at him 'water?' he asked handing Oliver the bottle who took a long swig and looked at Savio. "Did we have sex last night?" Oliver asked looking a little worried. Savio nodded "I guess we did, my ass is a little sore this morning". "I..." Oliver racked his brains "Savio I didn't mean it to happen". "You don't like me?" Savio asked looking worryingly at Oliver. "No it's not that" Oliver quickly said "I have hiv and might have infected you" he explained. Savio sat up "Are you on medication?" he asked already guessing he knew the answer was going to be by the panic in Oliver's eyes. "No" Oliver admitted looking distraught "I didn't want this to happen". Savio sat there looking at him "We were both drunk Oliver and I wanted you". "We can get you some PREP" Oliver said "it will stop you getting infected". Savio looked out of the window "Oliver" he said then turning to look at him "do you love me?". Oliver nodded, the full extent of what he had done caused a tear to trickle down his cheek "Yes". Savio kneeled in front looking him in the eye "I fell in love with you in the orchard that day" he said. "I know" Oliver replied watching Savio take his hand and place it on his body. Savio continued looking at him "I love you touching me" he said in hushed voice kissing him tenderly. "But you have to do one thing for me Oliver" Savio looked intently at him "you must go on medication". Oliver looked at him perplexed "Is that all?" he asked. Savio nodded "I don't want you to break my heart, I want you healthy and in my life for a long time". Oliver wiped his eyes "Stop it Savio" he said almost crying "I will do anything for you". Savio smiled and kissed Oliver grabbing his hand and placing it on his ass "Touch me Oliver". The kiss was long and sensual, their hands exploring and caressing each other. Oliver lowered Savio on to his back and laid on top of him. Oliver had never felt the emotions he was releasing in this moment, one person getting so close to him in such an extraordinary way was beyond his comprehension. It was frightening him how much he loved this stranger that had burst in to his life unsuspectingly. He laid there stroking Savio's back and kissing his neck and mouth happy and completely content. "We should get up" Savio announced kissing him again then kneeling up. Oliver smiled "Come to New York with me?" he asked "just for a month then we can come back here". Savio screwed his face up and then laughed "Okay, I'm sure my father will buy my ticket". Oliver chuckled and sat up holding Savio in his arms "Let me pay after all I am dragging you away from this". "Why New York?" Savio asked looking at him "I want to go to California" he joked. "We can do both" Oliver replied "I have business to sort out in NY then we can come back". Savio looked at him curiously "Back here?" he asked getting off the bed. Oliver stood up and put his shorts on "Yes, apart from loving you I really love it here". Savio's smile lit up the room "We can always stay here, Nico and Johan won't mind". Oliver nodded "I know, but we need time to ourselves" he replied "and you need some PREP". Savio shook his head and walked over to Oliver "I want you to be part of me, something that really bonds us together". There was no question that Oliver knew what Savio meant it was also a clear indication of his devotion to him. Oliver looked him in the eye and nodded, moving closer they kissed slowly and tenderly. It was a difficult conversation that Nico had with Savio in quiet as they made coffee. The unconventional nature and reason Savio gave Nico understood, he could see the value of having natural intimate bond and sex, it was the same nature that brought Johan and himself so close together. The following two weeks saw Mark, Luca and his family return to the UK. For Mark it was the start of his final academic year and knowing he was going to live in Tuscany he was going to switch one of his courses to horticulture, at least this way he would be more useful around the vineyards. Nico and Johan kept a sexual distance from Oliver and Savio allowing them privacy. They took a trip to Milan for a weekend to pick up Savio's belongings, Oliver had sorted out their flights and they were due to depart in a few days time. Savio and Oliver enjoyed long hikes talking getting to know each other, their talks never involved money since Oliver told him he was comfortable and didn't need to work for the time being. Oliver was never one to talk about his real net worth and since he retained a stock holding in the company the dividends were paying off quite nicely. Their last night in Tuscany was a big family dinner send off. Savio's parents and grandparents were happy to see him finally settle down and loose a bit of his unpredictable nature, Oliver seen as the reason for this change naturally became part of the family. He spent much time with Savio's grandfather talking about their winery business and the subject around Fattoria Cerbaia raised itself several times and what he would do with the vineyards. Savio happy to sit back and watch knowing that Oliver getting along with the grandparents was all he needed to see. Luca had spent an hour video talking with Savio telling him all the places he needed to see, he also confessed of loneliness without Mark who had returned to university. Luca would be back in Tuscany in a couple of weeks and getting his head down working, he couldn't wait since he needed to occupy himself.

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

Mask-up and we'll fuck this week.

A priest around where I grew up was getting plowed by randos in the rectory and liked cross dressing. He was eventually kicked out and got in trouble with the law (not for child molestation). I can't confirm if he did bareback. But I'm gonna take a guess he was begging for loads.

Can't remember what I wrote here the first time around, so I'll start from scratch. Biden really is not my preferred option among the original Democratic field, not even my second or third. Frankly, I'm appalled that the old white men are doing so well, but it does point up the fact that the current version of party politics we have in the USA is largely concerned with maintaining the power base of the oligarchy. I'll be voting for him anyway, because Trump is not an option (I'll stop right there about Trump in a probably bootless attempt to stick to the subject 😉)

A few years ago I was contacted by a younger Rabbi who told me he had some very important information to share with me. Not knowing what was going on I agreed to meet with him and had him come over to my place. He arrived in his full religious garb and after he came in he had told me that a close friend of mine had told him that I was living a life of sin, and that I was in need of rescue. I told him I didn't know what he was talking about and he told me this friend told him that I was obsessed with having sex with men. I told him that I wasn't going to deny that I loved sex with men and then he told me that my "friend" had told him of our exploits and that he really wanted to see me in hope that I would please him sexually like I had pleased so many other men. At first I didn't know what to think, but I could see the animal lust in his eyes, and as I stood there silently thinking about the whole situation he unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. He had a beautiful cock, an extremely hairy bush to match his beard and muscular legs that begged me to get down on my knees in front of him, which I quickly did. He was one of the most aggressive and nasty fucks I've ever had. He was married and would make excuses to find time to meet up with me. I met up with him about once a week for nine months. I miss him.

A bottom needs to do whatever its told to do, no questions asked

Yeah...I'm A 22yo blk bottom. But someone please turn me into their PnP nigger slave, sir. I've been fucking my ass to this story but really need to happen is I be taken and corrupted,sir. 2020 Will hopefully be the year that I'm corrupted 😋🤤😈 Until some claims me please write more so I can enjoy this fantasy, Master.🙊🐷🙋🏿‍♂️🙉🤤🙈😋kik: Slave2Fist

PART 6 I spent the whole drive over shaking I was so nervous. Over and over i told myself to just turn around and what what was I thinking risking so much? The first time I didn’t know til it was too late , but this was different. And I couldn’t pretend to myself it wasn’t. My hard cock and hungry ass were leading me, overpowering every thought I had to just get away! There was no hiding it, Tim had told me flat out. He was hiv positive, poz as he called it. And he didn’t use condoms. And he had no intention of pulling out. And I had seen that huge cock and knew how deep it could be when he came. And I had seen those giant cum producing balls. He had to shoot a massive load. He will fill me up with it, his sperm. His HIV positive sperm. Spurt after spurt, his cock all the way inside me erupting. And fear took more of a backseat. I was a horny as hell 18 year old that had just discovered bottoming and had done it with a hot experienced hung top. And he had fucked me bareback and cum in me my first time. I couldn’t help wanting more. And I knew how amazing Tim was, how he had made it feel so good, had made me so hungry for cock and so wanting to be a proud gay bottom. A bareback bottom now, on my way to see him again. Still shaking, I rang his bell and he answered obviously nude and obviously knowing it would be me knocking. “I’m so glad you are here. I have thought about that hot ass so many time these last few days. And the way that mouth felt on my cock. And the taste of your asshole. Wanna go straight up?” He welcomed me shutting the door. Nodding eagerlly at home he responded by leading me up to the room I had been in before. This time, I was tearing at my clothes, my cock like steel already and eyes focused on Tim’s already hard meat. Naked, I fell to my knees and licked the shaft from the base to the head, before swirling my tongue around the big mushroom head. Tasting precum, I lost my self and opened wide and took as much as I could. Concentrating on relaxing my throat, I tried to take more and more burn woukd gag occasionally and have to back off. I was trying my best to please him, to be a good cocksucker. “Fuck yeah”, he growled, “that’s so good. Suck that fucking dick. Get it ready. I’m gonna fuck you with it in about 30 seconds.” I grew every more eAger in my sucking, wanting to show my enthusiasm for what he said. “Get up, get on the bed on your back and pull your legs up,” he ordered as he reached for his lube and applied some to my hole and to his cock. Standing over me, his cock head an inch from my starving hole, he looked down and asked me, “what’s my boy want? Does my boy want me to put my cock inside him right now?” “Yes! Fuck yes”, I cried out. “There’s no condom on this cock”, he whispered as he began to tease my hole by rubbing the tip against it. “No condom. No condom.”, I repeated in an almost begging tone. He was driving me to the edge, making me want him so badly. “Should I pump all of my cum Into your hole when I shoot? Should I give you my sperm when we both know I am hiv positive? What do you want?”, he whispered as the pressure on my hole gradually increased. “I want you to cum in me, fill me up with it! All of it! PleAse just please fuck me til you cum!” I whimpered. With that, he pushed in and i I felt that piercing pain followed by a dull ache as my almost virgin hole tried to relax. He gently worked his big meat into me, slowly rocking his hips pushing deeper and deeper. Then starting to take longer strokes as my breath became gasps and I started losing myself to the sensations of pleasure in my hole. It wasn’t long til I was lost. The only thing on earth that mattered was Tim and his huge cock and me and my tight little hole. We were connected. Eyes locked, him grunting and huffing as I began to feel my breAth knocked out with every deep stroke. His ball were now slapping against me when he drove home and I reveled in knowing he was in me ball deep. I was taking all of him. Raw. He was pumping hArd and his thrusts began to pick up speed, his ups bucking erratically. I recognized this from last time and concentrated on trying to take every single bit of that cock inside me while squeezing and miliking it. “Fuck yes, squeeze that fucking cock Chris. Earn that load. Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my sperm in you.” He grunted. “Fucking please cum in me. Please cum in me. I want it in me. I want your cum all inside me. I won’t let it leak at all. Please!” I begged him. “Big poz load. Gonna give it to you. Fucking dump that cum deep inside you.!” He muttered between clenched teeth as he was slamming into me. “Yeah. Big load. Big poz load. Inside me. All of it. Poz load inside me. Poz load inside Me.” I just kept saying it. Then I felt it his pace grew ever faster and then he drove deep and collapsed onto me and i felt that huge rod pulse and throb as his sperm entered me and splattered into my guts. I squeezed and milked it and wrapped my arms around him to hold him insode me. The throbs slowly ebbed and he pulled back up and looked down at me. My stomach was covered in my own cum? I had shot without touching myself. He made no move to pull out and I made no attempt to back off it. Instead I looked up with a guilty grin and knew inside there was no way I could stop doing this. Getting fucked without condoms and taking Tim’s cum. It was like a drug. I was already hooked. What was I gonna do now? This is crazy! But fuck his cum is in me and that thought still scared me but it was turning me on more. A lot more.

PART 4 Tim’s cock wasn’t even halfway in me and I was sure I was being torn up. My first cock was huge and I was trying so hard to relax. But as he slowly worked his hips and worked that massive rod into me, my hole finally seemed to open up. And it felt so good. Instant bottom. And he just kept slowly pumping that man cock into me. “Fuck your hole is so tight. Such a hot little hole,” he grunted. Inspired by the fact that I was pleasing him, for the first time I pushed back against him. I wanted more of him inside me. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted to make him cum. “Yeah, you like it. You like that big cock inside you don’t you?” He asked. “So good, feels so good,” was all I could get out, as he picked up speed. He wasn’t pounding me, but he was getting more aggressive and taking longer strokes. I had never even imagined it could feel so good. And knowing my hole was making his cock feel good got me so hot I knew i couldn’t even touch my cock. It was like steel and precum was pouring out. I would cum the second I started stroking. And now I was getting pounded. Each slam home knocking my breath out. “Oh god oh god oh god,” who knows how many times I said that. “So close. Fucking tight little boy ass,” he grunted through clenched teeth. “Wanna.... wanna make you cum. Cum in me. Cum in me, “ I begged. He was frantic now, his thrusts getting erratic. It seemed like he was close. “Can’t cum in you. Gotta... gotta pull out. Fuck gonna cum. Oh fuck gonna cum.” I don’t even know where it came from or why it seemed so important to me, an 18 year old virgin, but I wanted to make him cum with my ass. I didn’t want him to finish jerking off. “No! I practically shouted reaching out my hands and pulling him into me, just as he was trying to pull out. Gripping him, I felt him buck and spasm as his giant cock erupted inside of me. I ground into him as I felt his cock pulse and instinctively knew what thAt meant, each spasm meant a shot of cum spraying into me. And it spasmed a lot. I loosened my grip as he finished and I felt his orgasm subside. He slowly slid out of me and looked down. “I’m Sorry. I shouldn’t have let you, I shouldn’t have finished inside you,“ he said quietly. I looked up at him, naive as I was. “Why? It felt so good. I swear, it felt SO GOOD. And I wanted to make you cum with... with my butt. And I FELT it! Your cum. I could feel it like in me,” I said like a kid that just discovered candy. He just looked at me in the same way and said, “Chris, it’s not... it isn’t safe for... I have HIV.”

3. Rod. Things with Jay were progressing exactly as I wanted them to. I'm sure every boy thought that he was a special snowflake, but in reality, it was just like pressing a few buttons. It would be a few years before Jay realized how easily he had been played, but by then, it would be far too late for him to do anything. Plus, more than likely, he would wouldn't even care. If anything, he would come back and thank me for pulling him out of his shell. Of course, there was no way I was going to give this opportunity up. In the pocket of my pants, now lying on the floor of the patio, there was a vial of GHB, along with a few small tablets. I was paying Aiden well over two grand for the pleasure of breaking him in and giving him his first load. In the unlikely event that the easy way didn't work, there were always other ways to get what I want. "Like this?" he said. He practically wagged his ass at me. Aiden had texted me that he had done a bit of coke in the ride to my place, not to mention the G I had already fed him. His mind was tuned for pleasure. Of course, my pleasures were significantly darker than he was expecting. I was planning on giving him a gift that would last him a lifetime. "Exactly," I said. I knelt down behind him. He had taken a shower before going out; his ass smelled like soap and boy-sweat, exactly how I liked it. I leaned in. "Just relax and enjoy it," I said, before pressing my lips against his tender young hole. There was a bit of fuzz on his crack, enough to remind me, if I needed any reminding, that he was a young man at the peak of his game. I ran my tongue around his tight pucker, savoring the taste of sweat. "Oh god," he moaned. He had admitted that he didn't even know what rimming was, much less ever had it done to him. "Oh god," he repeated. I grabbed his hips, holding him in place, as I repeated my simple action. I felt him shaking. He had no idea of the pleasure his ass was able to give him, and this first contact was both exciting and scary. He had years of conditioning about what was right, not to mention years of repressing his instincts. I was going to destroy all of those tonight. By the end of the night, he was finally going to be far more than just an occasional cocksucker. "Oh fuck," he grunted again, as my tongue worked over his hole. I took enough time away from the critical task of licking his asshole to ask him a quick question. "Good?" I asked. "Oh yeah. Please. Don't stop." He further emphasized his needs by pressing his ass against my face. He almost suffocated me between the muscular perfection of his cheeks. I didn't mind at all. If I had to die, I wanted it to be like that. But, I pushed back on him just enough for to be able to breathe. "Oh fuck,' he moaned again, as my tongue pushed into his hole. "You're licking my..." he started, before he got lost again in the pleasure of getting his ass eaten. "Relax," I said. I dove back into his hole, finding a new point of pleasure, and launching him into a higher orbit of pleasure. "Just enjoy it." My own dick was now sticking straight out, hard and ready. Any inhibitions the young man might have had were unable to withstand the attack of my talented tongue. My dick knew this, and was eager to begin its attack as well. I knew that Aiden had not told Jay about my HIV status. If Jay asked me, I would give a careful non-answer, one that he was far too young and naive to know was a non-answer. It was a bit deceitful of me, but the virus had changed me in particular ways. The infection had re-wired my mind. It was a subtle re-wiring, nothing overt or obvious. But I understood how the Africans had developed the superstition that sex with a virgin would cure AIDS. At least I knew enough to know that it was hardly a cure. Far from it, it was just the virus's way of ensuring its own survival. "Please," Jay begged me. "Don't stop that." Of course, in the day, maybe two days from now, Jay would think back, and wonder what he had done. He would be scared. But now, he was asking me as clearly as possible to continue, so I did. I pushed my tongue into his hole, opening him up and lubricating him. He took one hand off the railing, and began to play with his cock. For now, I let him, but if he was going to cum, it was going to be on my schedule, not on his. I returned to running my tongue around the edges of his hole. "Oh god," Jay moaned. "I want it in me." My dick jerked. It knew an invitation to fuck when it heard one, and I was not going to turn it down. Besides the rather handsome sum of money I was paying to Aiden for the pleasure of deflowering Jay, I had not cum in a few days: a combination of travel, schedule, and hoping to find the right hole. Jay's hole was definitely the right one. It was tight like the virgin he was, with the perfect amount of fur around it, all nestled between two perfect halves of an ass. "You want more?" I asked. My balls were heavy; they had been filling up over each of those days with mixture of sperm, virus, and semen. "Oh, fuck yeah," Jay said. It was as clear as an invitation as I could get. He had asked for more. He was going to get more. I licked a finger, and pressed it into him. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Jay moaned. He was loud when his ass was played with. I wondered if this was just the newness of it all, or if it would continue once he was an experienced bottom. I didn't care; I liked that he was a boy who knew what he wanted, nor, with the help of a bit of alcohol, a bit of coke, and a bit of G, was he afraid to admit what he wanted. Of course, he didn't know everything he was getting when he asked for my dick. My virus was a special gift he wouldn't know about it until it was far too late. Of course, if he asked, I would not lie. But Jay was not the first boy Aiden had found for me to infect with my poz seed. Some had the foresight to ask about my status; they were able to go into the experience with their eyes open, ready to enjoy the special bonding. Others were too blinded by their simple need for seed to even know what to ask. But the best were the ones that didn't care at first and then, when it was nearly too late, they would ask. I wondered which type Jay would be. But, before I got too lost in thought, I turned my attention back to Jay, and his perfect, virginal asshole. Like a tribesman of old, giving thanks to the gods in anticipation of a successful hunt, I was worshipping Jay's ass. I was sticking my tongue deep into him, showing my profound appreciation for his offering to me. It was a good thing as well. Despite remembering the drugs, the poppers, the cockrings and all the other paraphernalia of a sex party, I had forgotten lube. It wasn't a big deal. Spit, pre-cum, and semen were always the best lubes, and I had all three in spades. Already, there was a bead of pre-cum forming at the tip of my dick, the harbinger of a steady stream that would leak out of my shaft and into Jay's waiting body. That was just my pre-cum; the actual load of semen could occasionally be massive. My pre-cum dripping from my dick made me feel like a real man. A powerful man, able to destroy a life with my dick. Ever since the first boy I pozzed up nearly four years ago, this had been something my therapist and I talked about nearly every session. I said it was the virus re-wiring my brain. He said it was my anger at being poz. Either way, there was a list of twenty boys permanently tattooed on my calf. They were my poz sons, the boys and men that I had helped infect. One was already dead, although he had died of a drug overdose, not from my virus. It would not be long before I would have a twenty-first name added to the honor roll. I pushed my tongue deeper into Jay's beautiful hole. I had to be careful: I wanted him open enough that he wouldn't be scared away from future fuckings. But then, I didn't want him so loose that my seed couldn't find the tiny nicks and tears. These holes in his defenses were best installed by his ass being stretched out by a man's raw cock. "Oh, god," Jay moaned. He let go of the railing with one hand, and let it drift down to his groin. He took his dick in his hand. Even just from my rimming, or maybe because of my rimming, Jay's dick was already hard. "Not yet," I said, gently grabbing his wrist and pulling it away from his shaft. I wanted him aroused, but I needed him to cum on my schedule, not on his. Besides, in addition to deflowering and knocking the boy up, I had one more goal. This was a long-term goal and one that wouldn't pay out until long after the initial pleasures had dissipated. I wanted to teach Jay to make his hole the center of his sexual pleasure and satisfaction, rather than his penis. His future customers would thank me for it. The vision of Jay's soft, boy cock dripping out semen as his hole got pounded by some sleazy, poz daddy's raw cock got my dick twitching. The bead of pre-cum had turned into a small rivulet of dick juice, and far too soon, I'd need to stick my manhood into Jay. I ran a finger along the edge of Jay's hole. It opened up for me and gently caressed the tips of my fingers. Where Jay's head was tonight didn't matter; his hole was going to make the next few decisions for him. "Oh god," Jay moaned again. "Stick it in me." It wasn't clear if he meant my finger or my cock. I didn't care. I would push a finger or two into him, to stretch him out some more, but then, I would put my dick inside of him. I was paying more than enough for the privilege, even if he was not entirely aware of the implicit arrangements that had been made with Aiden. "Don't worry," I said. "Patience boy. You'll get what you want soon enough." I pushed the tip of my index finger into his hole. "Oh fuck," Jay grunted. His dick was bouncing with his every breath. It was still erect and firm, which made its gyrations even more pronounced. If I was doing this right, Jay was quickly reaching the point of no return. He would be simply incapable of refusing my cock, and it would be nearly as difficult for him to demand I wear a rubber. "I've never had that done to me." "I can tell," I said. "It's cool. This is just us having fun." I pressed my finger a bit deeper inside of him, just barely touching his prostate. I slowly pushed it in and out of him, stimulating him and further introducing him to the possibilities of anal pleasure. "We can go as fast as you like. And as far as you want." "Oh god. Don't stop yet," Jay moaned. I didn't know Jay very well. I had known him less than two hours and it was hard for me to judge: was his response his own, or was he being pushed past his comfort zone by the GHB Aiden and I had dosed him with. But it really didn't matter how I got Jay to this place. It could have been through careful words and expert tongue work or it could have been through administering contraband drugs. All that mattered was Jay moaning like a bitch in heat, begging for my cock. "I'm not." I pressed my finger in further, feeling how hot his body was, and how easy it was to push my way into his hole. "This is fucking hot, feeling you like this." I pulled my finger out of his hole, rubbed it against the tip of my dick, and coated it with my pre-cum. "Wow," Jay said. I realized that with his torso bent over, leaning against the railing, he could just look down and watch my dick's every twitch. He had been staring as I had coated my finger with my pre-cum, and literally caught me red-handed trying to get my DNA into his hole. "That's fucking hot." He paused, just long enough for the uncertainty build. "Your cock. Dripping like that." "Yeah?" I asked. My hand dropped back down to my dick, and I started to stroke the full length. "You like the way it looks?" "Yeah," he said. There was no hesitation now. He was confident about what he was feeling and what he wanted. "I do." "You've told me you've sucked cock before. You want to try it again?" We were moving from the abstract to the concrete, and from having something done to him to doing something to me. There were milestones on Jay's journey and this was going to be the next big one. Jay hesitated for a moment. "Just try it. See how you like it." "Yeah," Jay finally said. "Yeah. I'd like that. Just.." He paused for a second, searching for the words. "Just. let's keep this between ourselves." "No one else here," I replied. "Good. I just don't want to bring Aiden into this." "Don't worry about Aiden. He won't mind at all. Trust me." The only way Aiden was going to mind about Jay sucking my cock was if the boy did a bad job of it. My thick, hard manhood needed a talented and dedicated cocksucker, not a bumbling novice whose heart wasn't in it. Jay may have been a novice, but I suspected he would be quick to learn exactly how I wanted to be serviced. "You sure?" I hoped that the GHB wasn't wearing off. I would hate for our fun to end prematurely. "I just," he began. The drugs were still in his system and the brief moment of lucidity quickly passed. "I just...I just really want it." "Of course," I said. I stood up, my legs brushing against his, my dick rubbing right up against his crack. "We're just playing around," I said. "Nothing serious." "Good." Jay turned around to face me. I had forgotten how much taller than me he was, and I had to look up to meet his eyes. "Fuck, it's a nice dick," he said, running a hand along the full length of my cock. "Take your time," I said. "We're in no hurry." Everything I said and did was geared towards making each choice Jay made easy and obvious. It would be that much sweeter when my raw shaft sunk into his hungry, wet hole. I reached up, put a hand on his shoulder, and gently pressed him down. I had a responsibility to train him well, and that training began with him learning that if he wanted to suck my dick, he would be on his knees. "Kneel down," I said. "Get a closer look at it." I didn't need to tell him what to do. As soon as I put just the slightest bit of pressure, Jay dropped to his knees. He looked up at me; I hadn't remembered that he still had his glasses on. They gave him a charming innocence. It was going to be delightful to watch my dick disappear into his sweet mouth. He reached out to grab my cock, then stopped himself. "May I?" he asked, with the earnestness of an amateur actor in a sexual assault awareness film. "Of course," I said. "It's here for us to play with. To have fun with." "Good," he said, as fondled my dick. His hands were warm and soft, like a boy's hands should be. "I want to play. There's a lot I need to learn." "There is," I said. "But mostly, just do what comes naturally." Jay's explorations of my dick had continued as we talked, and he had reached my cockhead. It was now slick with the accumulated pre-cum, and his fingertips glided over the sensitive skin. "Oh yeah," I grunted, as he found a rhythm and started to jerk me off. "You like that?" he asked. He didn't stop. "Oh yeah," I said. I reached down and ran a hand through his hair. The sides of his head were shaven, and he had longish hair at the top and back. It was blond and thick, full with a bit of gel in it. It was exactly what I had imagined his hair would feel like. "You want to taste it?" I asked. He looked up at me. His blue eyes were even more dilated than the dark patio required. It was the drugs still in his system. "You sure?" he asked. He left his mouth slightly open, and ran his tongue over his lips. It wasn't clear if he knew just how much he was teasing me or not. "Yeah," I said. "I think you'd enjoy feeling a dick in your mouth again. And I'd love to feel your mouth on my tool." He leaned in further, his breath warm against the skin stretched over my dick. "Come on," I said. I had grabbed the back of his head and was applying just enough pressure for him to know what was expected of him. "Take care of me." "Oh fuck," Jay grunted. He opened his mouth further, enough for the tip of my cockhead to slide in. His tongue ran over the slit at the top and lapped up a fresh drop of pre-cum. "Mmmmmmm," he moaned, as he wrapped his lips around the stiff shaft. I was now officially inside of Jay; I was only the second man to get my dick this far with him. "Oh fuuuck," I murmured. A blow job always felt good. To be one of the first guys a man had ever blown felt even better. Knowing that I was also infecting him with my virus felt best of all. I wanted to hold his head in place and fuck Jay's throat. But I remembered that I had to play the long game; all that needed to happen tonight was to inseminate the young man. "You like that?" Jay managed to say, even with a few inches of my dick in his mouth. "Oh yeah," I said. "Don't talk. Just focus on what's important." "Your dick is important." "It is," I said. I put a little more pressure on the back of his head. "Focus," I said. "If you make it feel good, it will make you feel good." Jay took the hint, and returned his attention to sucking my dick. He wasn't bad at it; for only the slightest bit of practice, he had a natural talent. He knew enough to avoid his teeth, and seemed to find a pace that was both natural and arousing. "That's what I want to feel," I continued. He looked up at me. I thought he was going to say something, but he only forced himself to take more of my dick. As I said, he had a natural talent for sucking dick. I hoped his ass was going to be just as welcoming. "Fuck," I grunted. "That feels good." "Oood," he said. It was hard for him to talk, with my dick pressing against the back of his throat. Yet he was still smiling, seemingly oblivious to the discomfort of my dick practically in his throat. "Oood," he moaned again as one more inch of my cock disappeared into his mouth. "All the way?" I asked. I rubbed my hand along the back of his head, gently pushing a bit more of my cock into his mouth. My dickhead was pressing against the back of his mouth, waiting for the thrust that would push my shaft into his throat. Jay's eyes widened, and I thought he was smiling a bit more. "Esss Er!" he said. It took me a moment to realize he had just called me Sir. But there was nothing else that gagged garble of sounds could have been. "Fuck yes, boy. Take all of my dick." Both hands were now pulling on his skull, slowly but deliberately pushing my dick into his throat. "Uuck, Er!" There was panic on Jay's face as my dick entered his throat, cutting off his airway. "Relax," I said. "Swallow, and hold your breath for a second." His throat was contracting around my cock, and he was seconds away from gagging. I felt him swallow, the gentle massage of the length of my cock. Then a stillness, as he stopped trying to breathe air, and instead inhaled my cock. "That's it. Show me how much you like my dick." Jay made no attempt to reply. Instead he looked up at me, still wearing his nerd-core glasses, and jammed the last inch of my dick down his throat. I stared at his lips wrapped around the base of my dick and his nose deep in my pubes. It was a really good start to the night; Jay was on his knees, willingly choking on my cock. It would be a natural progression to my cock inside his hole. When my raw cock entered his hole, Jay was going to lose two things that were very valuable and precious. First, I was going to take his virginity from him. He would never be able to get that back. Second, and far more valuable, I would take his health and innocence. My balls were churning, full of my infected semen. I would inject it deep in him, where his defenses were the weakest. It would take a few weeks, but the virus would infiltrate his body, defeat his immune system, and make him forever diseased. "Oh fuck that feels good," I said. His eyes were closed now, concentrating on not gagging. He was no longer smiling and instead, all of his attention was focused on pleasuring my cock. The expression on his face was somewhere between agony and discomfort as he struggled to keep all of my shaft in his throat. "Don't stop. Let me fuck your throat." Jay's eyes widened. The reality of sex between men was sinking in. It wasn't the soft coupling of a man and a woman. It was a rough, aggressive display of power and dominance, and in this round, I came out on top. It was going to be hard for Jay to change these roles. Even with just one session, the pattern was set and he was here for my pleasure. "Fucking don't want to cum yet," I grunted, pulling Jay's head off my dick a bit. "Want to enjoy your throat a long time." Jay was gasping, both for breath and for more of my cock. It was a pathetic display of hunger and need from the young man, and it only made my dick drip more. "I want your load," Jay said. "I know you do," I said. I was paying Aiden a lot of money to give Jay my load. There was no way I was going to give up the opportunity to breed him. "And I want you to have my load. A lot." I grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him back down on my cock. "But all in good time." Jay smiled again, not knowing just what I had in mind. This time, I was relentless. I needed my dick buried in his throat, and I was going to do it on my schedule. I pushed him down on my dick, not even pausing as my dickhead forced itself into his throat. "Oh, hell yeah," I grunted, as his lips hit the base of my dick. "Oh fuck, you are a natural cocksucker." Jay's eyes bulged, and his smile was quickly replaced by a panicked expression. "Ugggh," he started to say, but I pushed another millimeter of dick into him. It seemed like nothing, but it was enough to shut him up. It was also just enough to gag him. "Work through it," I said, quietly but firmly. I didn't let go of his head. Jay was going to have to learn how to deep throat and nothing was going to be accomplished by coddling him. "Learn how to breathe cock."

2. Jay "I'm sorry," I said again. "I mean. You're not gay. I'm not gay." I had kissed this guy that I barely knew. I was terrified of what I had done. "Uh," I stammered for a moment, trying to read Rod's face in the dark back seat of the car. "It's cool," Rod said. He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine again. This time I tried to relax. It was him initiating it, not me. And it didn't mean I was gay. We were just playing around. But it was hard to deny the way his kiss affected me. My dick was rock hard and leaking, and I wanted him to never stop kissing me. "Is that good?" he asked. I nodded, not able to think about anything other than this man who had started to make out with me. He reminded me a bit of some of my friend's dads. The ones I was a bit wary of, because I didn't want to know them too well. Like as well as I was starting to know Rod. Before I could say anything more, Rod continued. "You're not the first guy I've kissed. And besides, you're super cute." It was the permission I needed to exhale. It had felt like hours, but it was probably less than a minute. In that time, I had kissed another man and then he had kissed me back. It had felt amazing. In my drug-fueled state, I didn't care so much that it was with another man. I just liked the feeling of connection with another human. Rod leaned back in. "You're fun to kiss as well." Our lips met again. This time, Rod pushed his tongue into my mouth and explored, before pulling back away from me. "What do you want to do, Jay?" Rod asked. He was naturally stern, but there was a genuine concern that was still present. "You need to be honest. With me, but also yourself." "I know," I said. I understood what he was asking. I also knew what I wanted to say; what I wanted to do. "I wanna make out with you. I want to feel your hands on me." There was no reaction from Rod, but I was scared again. I decided the smartest thing was to be quiet, so I shut up. "Good answer," Rod said. He wrapped an arm around me, and pulled him close to him. Our bodies pressed together, almost as tightly as our lips were pressed against each other. But it felt totally natural, like this was how two men were supposed to get to know each other. "Very good answer indeed," he continued, as his tongue explored my mouth again. Mercifully trapped in my shorts, my dick was hard. I knew there was a wet spot where the head strained against the fabric of my underwear. I didn't want to have to explain that to either Aiden or Rod. "You want to join us?" Rod asked Aiden. I had forgotten about Aiden. Now I felt bad; I had been making out with Rod, not even knowing how Aiden would react. I had no idea if it was revulsion or interest. I broke off the kiss long enough to turn my head. Aiden was watching us, but the smile was of genuine pleasure. "Not yet. You guys are having fun, and I'm enjoying watching you. Besides, we're almost there." I looked out the window. All I knew was that we were in the busy Hollywood downtown area. Even at nearly two AM in the morning, the streets were still busy with cars, and people were standing around the doors to restaurants and clubs. I tried my best to sit back up, and adjust my shirt. Rod had run his hand over my chest and down my stomach, messing up my t-shirt. He had gotten down to my crotch, and rubbed my dick just enough to feel how hard I was. "You're like me," he said, but didn't elaborate. In the dim light of the back seat, it was hard to tell if he also had a boner. We pulled into a hotel entrance. I was glad I had taken care of my t-shirt, because quickly a doorman and a valet came up. "Mr. Aiden," the valet said. "Good to see you again." Aiden handed him the keys, and stuck the ticket carefully into his wallet. It was already fat with cash; I tried not to stare as I exited the car. Rod was right behind me. Rod was almost too close behind me. Two hours ago, his closeness would have bothered me a lot. But after the past few minutes, I wasn't sure what it meant to me. It felt good to have a man like him so close to me, and it made me feel simultaneously safe and excited at the same time. I just wondered what the valet thought, but then realized he probably didn't even notice his clients. "This way," Aiden said, leading us through the front doors and directly to the elevators. He knew his way around the hotel, as evidenced both by the familiarity the valet had with him and his own familiarity with the floor plan. It was not long before all three of us were in an elevator, heading upwards. As soon as the doors closed, Rod pushed me against the wall, and started to kiss me again. He pressed his body against me. He was a little shorter than me, maybe about four inches shorter. He craned his head, and I bent over. It felt a bit strange to tower over him, even as he was being the dominant one. But, at the same time, his small stature only accentuated the seeming power he had over me. As his tongue pressed into me, I felt the sensation of his dick pressing against my thigh. Like me, he was stiff and hard. He had said I wasn't the first man he had kissed. I realized that he had probably made out with a lot of men. And he had fucked many of them. It was a disquieting realization, and I hesitated for a moment. But then his tongue ran against my teeth, and the insistent pleasurable sensations overwhelmed my head again. "Glad to see you like each other," Aiden said. "Bet you want some time to explore, don't you?" "Oh yeah," Rod said. "There's a lot for us to explore." "As long as you leave some for all of us," Aiden said. I had hoped he would explain what he meant, but the elevator dinged and the door slid open. We were on the 12th floor, not the top, but a respectable height. "Almost there, men," Aiden said. To our left was only one suite, and that was the direction Aiden turned. "Ready?" Rod asked. "I think I am," I said. "Not sure what to expect." "Pleasure," Rod said. "Expect pleasure. And fun. Lots of fun." "I hope so," I said. I gave Rod one last peck on the forehead, then he and I grabbed hands and walked out of the elevator. There was a tall black man at the door to the suite. From behind the door, there was some laughing and deep house music." "Here for Edward's party," Aiden said. "Oh, don't worry. I know you, Aiden Wolfe. You're welcome any time." He opened the door. The music was louder, but not by much. Most of it was a thumping base, enough to shake my body. Inside, I saw a number of men, ranging from guys just about my age to older dad types. I didn't see any women, but that didn't seem like a problem. All of the men were uniformly in-shape and good looking. Aiden had already disappeared into the crowd, but Rod was pulling me deeper into the tangle of men. Once we were in the thick of it, he turned around. "What do you think of it?" he asked me. "It's," I searched for the right word. "Interesting. I'm not as hot as these guys though." He leaned in and kissed me again. No one seemed to notice. "No. You are," he said, as he broke off the kiss. "Let's go to the balcony. It's a bit quieter." He took my hand, and guided me through the crowd of men. The room wasn't as big as I first thought, and although I originally thought it was a crowd, by the time we got to the balcony doors, I realized it was only about thirty or forty people. "This way," he continued. Out on the patio, we were alone. We faced downtown with the city laid out before us. It was like a scene from a movie, and if I looked down, I could see the busy street, while further away, all I could see were the street lights. Above us, airplanes made lazy circles on final approach to the airport. "Looks like it's just the two of us out here," I said. "Yeah," Rod said. "How are you feeling?" "Good," I said. "Really good." "Still horny?" Rod asked. He ran his hand over my chest again, dropping down to my stomach, and then to my crotch. I knew he could feel my erection. There was no point in lying to him. "Yeah. I am," I said. "I need to get off or something." I had turned to face him. He was smiling, and chuckled a bit. "Or something," he continued. There was a knowing smile on his face. He leaned in, and craned his neck up to meet my lips again. I didn't resist his approach. I didn't want to resist it. Even in the dim light of the balcony, it was clear just how handsome he was. Not only that, he also had years of experience on me. He would know what to do. He broke off the kiss. "Tell me when to stop," he said. "Don't stop," I said, as he put his hands under my t-shirt again, running his fingers through the light fuzz on my chest, and easily finding my nipples. I gasped in pleasure. "Please," I continued. "Don't stop." "Of course not, my boy," Rod said. Carefully, he lifted my shirt up and over my head, taking care not to disturb my glasses. He made it seem so casual and easy that I almost didn't realize he was starting to work on my belt. Another kiss, and I was distracted long enough for him to unfasten it and release the button on my jeans. They fell around my ankles, leaving me wearing only a pair of white briefs, now far too small to contain my erect penis and heavy balls. "What about the others," I asked. Even though it was a warm night, I shivered slightly under Rod's touch. I had never been naked like this before, and felt utterly exposed. "Don't worry about them," Rod said. He ran his hand over the bulge in my underwear. I was afraid I was going to cum just from his slight touch. "Just enjoy yourself." "Ok," I said, the goosebumps still covering my body. It was hard to tell which emotion was stronger: fear or excitement. "You're shivering," Rod said. He pulled off his own shirt, and added it to the small pile accumulating next to us. "Here," he said, pulling me against his body. His skin was warm, almost hot, against my skin. There was little more muscle and bone on his body. It was a totally different feeling from the girls I had played with; they had been soft and delicate and Rod was hard and strong. "So warm," I said. Sex with Rod was going to be rough, intense, and demanding. "Fuck," I muttered, as I pressed my body up against him. Less than two hours ago, I was flirting with a hot Asian girl, not even thinking about men. Now I was contemplating sex with a man I barely knew, and my dick was hard at the suggestion. "Yeah?" Rod asked. He ran his hands over my bare back, working his way down. His target was my ass; it seemed like the most natural thing for him to do. "You doing ok?" "Yeah," I said. "Just," I stammered. "This is all new to me." "It's new to everyone once. Just relax. And enjoy it." He slipped his hand under the waistband, and grabbed one of my ass cheeks. "I'm enjoying it." He pressed his crotch against my leg, and I could feel his hardness. He ran his free hand back over my bulge. "I think you are enjoying it as well." I was silent for a second, wondering what to say. I finally went with the complete and difficult truth. "Yeah," I said, "I am enjoying it." Before I could say anything more, he leaned in and kissed me, pushing his tongue back into my mouth. I let myself relax and enjoy it. It wasn't hard; Rod was a skilled kisser. He knew when to be tender and slow, and when to be more forceful and take what he deserved. This was one of the latter, as he pushed my tongue out of the way and explored my mouth. "I know. Not to first boy I've broken in." I was momentarily grateful for Rod's experience. He knew what to do, how to make it feel good for both of us. It was going to be hard to refuse him anything. I was feeling warm and tingly from his touch, feeling generous with my body and wanting to use it to please him. It was an unfamiliar sensation, but strangely familiar. It was a part of myself I had never experienced, but still very much me. If I was honest with myself, everything I was doing that day was easy to understand. It was the part of me that took furtive glances in the locker room. It was the part of me that wanted to feel Rod's shaft in my hands. It was the part of me that wanted Rod inside me. But, I didn't want to understand. Understanding meant that I had to think about it and work through all the possible options. I didn't want to have to use my brain at all. My cock knew what it wanted, and it was far simpler to follow its simple, infinitely pleasurable commands than to create elaborate yet ultimately unsatisfactory self-delusions against the perpetual pleasures of getting off. I reached down and undid Rod's belt. I looked down. He was wearing elegant, trim-cut dark grey dress pants. The belt caught my eye. The leather was thick. Far thicker than necessary for thin and elegant dress belt. Rod smiled at me, as we both realized that the belt signified so much more than just fashion or function. I wondered how much it would hurt if Rod used it against me. It was a heavy leather suitable for a fat, heavy daddy's belt. It deserved to be used against a young man's butt than to be stuck in a boardroom. I wondered how much pain it could cause if I ever made Rod use it in disappointment and shame for my actions. At the time, I only knew its uses instinctively. It would be much later that I would learn all of the details of the leather community. I remembered a picture I had on my computer, a woman on her knees, naked except for a belt securing her wrists together. In the picture, a man stood above her, with his thick shaft buried deep in her throat. I paused, realizing that tonight, I was playing the role of that woman. "Go ahead, boy," Rod said. "Finish what you started." "Yes," I said. "I understand." "Good boy," Rod said. The way he said it along with the smile he had made my dick jump. I looked down long enough to figure out how to unthread the thick leather strap from the buckle. The pants hid some of his arousal, but it was impossible for it to hide all of it. "Yeah, it's a bit stiff," Rod continued as I fumbled with the belt. I wasn't sure if he meant the leather or his dick. It didn't matter. I managed to undo his belt, unfasten his pants, and push them down, over the bulge in his light blue underwear. My own dick ached in sympathy with his. Both of our tools needed release; release from the confines of our clothing, and release from the pent-up sexual energy. I looked back up at Rod. He was still smiling at me. It was clear where this was going, and it was exactly what he wanted. He made the next move. He reached down and pushed down his underwear. His dick sprung free, sticking out from his body. It was one of the largest cocks I had seen outside of porn. Of course, I had only seen a few other erect penises in real life, most years ago as I had explored with middle school friends. Even by porn standards, Rod's dick was admirable in length and girth. Where my erection arched upwards, his hung down slightly. "Go ahead," he said. "Touch it." I hesitated for a second, then decided to take a risk. I reached out for Rod's shaft. I thought it was going to feel weird, reaching for another man's dick. But one I had made the decision, it seemed like the most natural thing I could do. "That's it," Rod moaned as my fingertips brushed against the warm and supple flesh. Like my dick, the outer layer of skin was soft, and moved easily over the much harder core. Finally touching it made me realize that looks could be deceiving. Rod's endowment was more than just admirable; it was actually quite big. I had never felt short-changed in the dick department, but compared to him, I just did not measure up. It was both the length and girth of the shaft; his cock hung down slightly because it had to. The simple physics between gravity and the flesh and blood that made up his manhood required the slope. "Have you ever touched another man's dick?" I nodded. I had, but it was so many years ago, and I was so young. "Yeah." I said. "In middle school. My friend Jack." "Did you just touch it?" I shook my head. "No," I said. "What else did you boys do?" "I," I started. "I. I sucked his dick as well." "Nice. So, you're an experienced cocksucker?" "Well. It was only once." "Only once?" Rod asked. I had only just met Rod. We had known each other for less than an hour, and he was pulling out some of my deepest memories. I hadn't told anyone what had happened that night. How we had explored each other’s bodies. How I had sucked on Jack's dick. How he had cum in my mouth. How I had swallowed it, and how, afterwards, he had called me a disgusting cocksucker. "Yeah, he moved away a few weeks later." "That was convenient," Rod said. "But still. I bet that means you've still sucked more dick than your roommate." Rod had an arm wrapped around me. I felt safe in his arms, safe enough to be telling him all of these things and still be playing with his dick. Even with the noises of the party coming out from the open doors, and the lights of the city spread out in front of us, it felt like it was just the two of us, sharing an intimate moment. Yes, it was an intimate moment between two men, but it felt so natural to me. This moment would be our secret. I didn't have to worry about anyone finding out, and it would just be this one evening. I wouldn't have to do it ever again. "I suppose you are right," I said. "Damn, your dick is big." At its core, it was a simple tube, evolved over millions of years to inject his semen deep into his partner. But that masked the complexity that even the slightest touch revealed. There was the soft, warm skin over the hard shaft. The beauty of his cockhead, and the drip of pre-cum forming at the tip. I didn't want to stop fondling it and playing with it. His massive cock was our toy, something we could share and use it to bring pleasure to him. "You like it?" he asked me. I nodded in agreement, scared at what I might say if I opened my mouth. "Look at how hard you've gotten in," Rod continued. With his free hand, he held it up, showing it off to me. "Bigger than mine," I finally said. "Don't worry about that," Rod said. He pushed down my white underwear, finally freeing my dick from its fabric prison. He stroked the length of it, pushing me to a full, hard erection. "It's more than big enough for me." He leaned in and kissed me. "It's a beautiful cock." "Thanks," I said, blushing a bit. We were now almost completely naked, our pants around our ankles, and our erect dicks sticking out in front of us. If Rod's cock curved up and mine curved down, they would have touched. But instead, they just barely missed each other. "Come on," Rod said. "Let's get out of these clothes." He took off his shoes and socks and stepped out of his pants in a smooth, practiced motion. On the other hand, I felt like an ungainly teenager again, fumbling with my shoes, then my socks, and finally nearly falling over as I tried to dis-entangle myself from my pants and underwear. If Rod had any thoughts at my awkward movements, he mercifully did not say anything. "That's much better," Rod said, pulling me back against him. We were naked now, and our touch was no longer accidental contact between two men. This wasn't the fumbling exploration with Jack, but the expert guidance of an experienced man. I wanted more; it seemed impossible, but my dick got harder. Rod felt it grow. "Much better," he continued. "How are you doing?" "Good," I said. "Really good." "You really haven't done this before, have you?" he asked me. There was no judgment in his voice. "No," I said. "Never." "Just let me know if you want to stop." "I will. But don't stop. So far, it's all good." This time, I took the initiative. I leaned in and kissed him. He opened his mouth and let my tongue enter. If I were honest with myself, I had occasionally stared at guys in the locker room, or wondered what a particularly handsome man looked like naked. But I had always told myself I wasn't like that. I had always dated girls, and enjoyed that. But now there was this. It was just as fun as fooling around with a girl. It was almost more fun. Plus, it didn't feel weird at all. It felt perfectly natural to have another man's erect penis pressed against me, and to be making out with him. "Good," Rod said. "I'm having fun too." We continued to kiss, oblivious to everything around us. If anyone from the party looked out on the patio, they would have seen us, naked, making out. But somehow, it seemed unlikely that someone would look at us, and even more remote that they would care. Aiden hadn't been bothered at all when Rod and I made out in the car, and I didn't think any of the other men at the party would be concerned either. "You've never had sex with another man, have you?" "No," I said. "As I said. Just sucking cock." "Still a lot of fun," Rod said. "And there's a lot we can do without even having sex." "Oh?" I asked. There was a devilish grin on Rod's face. "You need to show me." "Of course," he said. He was enjoying this, showing me all these new ways to enjoy a man's body. "Have you ever been rimmed before?" "Rimmed?" I asked. "What's that?" "I guess I know the answer now. Grab the railing. Bend over. Don't worry. I know what I am doing." I turned around, grabbed the railing, and did as Rod told me. In front of me, I could see the lights of the city, spread out like a twinkling beacon of a brilliant future.

My dream is one day to be filled with piss at both ends at the same time, anybody ever had that happen to them?

My New Life I kept the plug in all night and all the next day, and when I was done with class at three thirty I went back to Anthony’s hornier then I had ever been in my entire life. I found him sitting naked in his living room, Max on the floor, and five new guys who I had never seen before getting blown by Max. “Good you’re here,” Anthony said, and he led me back to the sling, pulled the plug out of my ass and said to this new group, “Ok. Go.” I spent that night as I has spent the one before, my ass wide open taking each cock as it came to me. At the end of the night Max dumped a thick load in me and then so did Anthony, and then the plug returned. “You’re going to keep that in at all times boy, the only time you’re to take it out is when you’re gonna get fucked. Understand?” I nodded. “Ok, now I’m going away on business till next Monday which is when I’ll see you again. You’re task is to take another twenty loads before I get back that gives you four day to get twenty loads. I already know of two that you’re gonna get and I’ve given your number to everyone who bred you today or yesterday so that should help you, but you had better spend some time on a4a and grindr and find yourself some new loads to take. Understand boy?” “Yes Sir.” “Good. Now get out.” Max smiled at me as he left and showed me the new contact he had added to his iPhone. It said Dumpster and listed my number. “Tom had work tonight, so expect a call from him tomorrow he as sad he missed that sweet cunt. When I got home I felt the same elation as the night before mixed with a new dread. It was one thing for these guys to come to Anthony’s place and find some kid they didn’t know open and ready for cock but for them to have my number and probably my name. The anonymity that I felt had protected me was gone, but then again that was an illusion too because Professor Ross knew and I had to go see him in the morning. I took a few deep breaths and decided to just go to bed and see what happened in the morning. I woke up the next morning to my phone ringing; I looked at the screen and saw a number I didn’t recognize. Groggily I answered. “Good morning cumdump.” My heart stopped. “Who is this,” I stammered. “Professor Ross boy. I was thinking about your warm cunt all day yesterday and I figured rather then stopping class and breeding you right there in front of everyone that I would have you come to my office in half an hour to get your first load of the day.” “I just woke up Professor… and I haven’t showered…” “Don’t bother, I know you got bred last night. I wanna see that dried cum on your ass cheeks. Half an hour boy, don’t be late.” He hung up. For a few moments I lay in my bed frozen, then I felt my hole twitch around the base of the plug still firmly mounted there and I knew what my decision was. I jumped out of bed and grabbed a pair of gym shorts pulled them over the tighty whities I had put on before bed, tugged a sweat shirt over my head and started to walk across campus to the English building. It took nearly fifteen minutes to get there but with the plug up my ass they were fifteen very arousing minutes, buy the time I got to the main doors I was in heat. I had never been to Professor Roth’s office so it took me almost another fifteen minutes to find it. So at exactly twenty eight minutes after the professor had rung off I knocked on the half frosted glass door to his office. When the professor opened the door my heart skipped a beat. It hadn’t been a dream, I really had been fucked by my professor at my first gang bang and I was now standing at his office door to get fucked by him again. Ross smiled and usered me in. For what seemed like forever he just stood there with his back against the now closed door in his well tailored tweed suit the only evidence that this was not a normal student teacher meeting was the pronounced bulge which was forming in the front of his pants. “Good morning boy.” “Good morning Professor.” “Well don’t just stand there, take your clothes off and come suck my cock.” I tore my clothes off and rushed to kneel in front of him my plugged ass arching backward inventing him in as I released his throbbing cock from his trousers. The full nine inches sprung forward and I eagerly rapped my lips around the mushroom head. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock down my throat till I gagged on it. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes but the Professor just smiled and started face fucking me. Despite gagging and spluttering on his cock and frequently panicking that I could not breath I could tell that my hole was yearning for his cock flexing and winking it begged to take his load. The Professor suddenly shoved his whole cock down my throat forcing me to deep throat him, in my panic trying to gulp down air I swallowed hard and felt his cock just slid down no longer choking me. As my throat relaxed so did my ass and out popped the plug a long with a little trickle of cum. “Man your hole is hungry for cock today, look at how it just spit out that plug.” He pulled his cock from my throat, “Ok boy, bend over my desk.” I got up and walked over to the large wooden desk that took up most of the room and bent over it, my ass pointing towards the Professor. I squeezed my sphincter muscles making my hole wink as invitingly as I could at him. But the Professor didn’t need much encouraging, he walked over and in one move sank his entire cock into my cum slicked hole. I moaned loudly and the Professor clamped his hand over my mouth. “Quite whore,” he whispered, “or the whole building will hear you.” Silently he began to pound me hole and I desperately tried not to make a sound only allowing the occasional squeak to make it out. The Professor clearly intended to make this a fast fuck because there was none of the longs slow teasing that occurred last time just a determination to dump a load in my cunt. He hammered away relentlessly for what must have been fifteen minutes, during the course of which the desk must have shifted a good foot from the force of his pounding, before he sunk balls deep inside of me and unleashed a ******* of cum on my bowels. It was if a river were flowing inside of me. Then he let his cock slacked and fall out of my cunt and having retrieved the plug from the floor stuffed that back into my ass. “Ok, get dressed boy, and don’t be late for class.”