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Thanks for all your kind comments. Im glad youre enjoying the story. I just wanted to write something that ticked all my boxes 🙂 so its hot to see there are other guys who are into the slow build too. Havent decided if I should end the story soon and start something new or just see where this could go long term. Thanks for reading! Part 9 We lay like that for a while. Making out softly and holding onto each other. He stayed inside me just like I asked. I saw and felt his first load gush out of me when he pulled out and I wanted this one to stay in me. I wanted my body to absorb his cum so that he became part of me. It was strange to think that only one day before I was a total virgin who had never done anything and now I was beginning a life as a bottom who only took cock raw and who only wanted loads shot deep in me. Mr. Kelly of all people did that. He was so hot but before that day I only thought of him as a math teacher I used to have. Everything can change so fast. He finally did pull out and only a little leaked out as he did. He told me to jump in the shower again and he'd order some food so we had the energy to keep the night going. Soon enough we were back in his bed. He handed me his laptop again and asked me to choose. Then he grabbed the pipe and took a hit. It had been a while now since our last hit so the effect was totally worn off on him. I still had some of the effects probably because it had been my first time and because he had me take so many more hits. But I was ready to get high again. He put the pipe to my mouth and I took three big hits before I settled on a video and played it on his TV. It was a group scene. It looked like 5 or 6 guys all making out at the start of the scene. They were all already naked. "This is one of my favorites" he said as he blew out the cloud from the hit he had just taken. He leaned over and put the pipe to my mouth. As I took the hit, he put his mouth to my ear. "Is this the kind of scene you want to try sometime son? Wait until the fucking starts." And as if he memorized the scene, one of the guys went to the bed at the center of the room and got on his back with his legs up. All of the other men gathered around him. "Is this a group with just one bottom?" "Yes. Do you like that idea?" I didn't answer right away. One of the men was rimming the bottom while another was making out with him. I could only think how hot it would be to have that done to me. He put the pipe to my mouth again. As I took the smoke into my lungs he said "Remember to hold it in son. Make this one a big one. I really want you to feel this deep." I did as he said and even when I felt my lungs were full I tried to take in a little more. I nodded and he pulled the pipe away and I held my breath. "Now when you're ready to let it out I want you to let it out through your nose. You'll feel more of the hit that way." I nodded as the tingling started again. This was going to feel good. It was my first day of smoking T but I could already tell what a good hit was. I exhaled through my nose and a huge cloud of smoke built around my face and down my chest. "Thats it son. Fuck that's hot watching my boy get high like that." It hit me. I started shaking and tilted my head back as I rested it against the wall. "Fffffffuuuck dad...." This was the best hit I think I had yet. For good measure, he put the pipe back up to my mouth and I took another big hit. "I want you to keep practicing blowing it out of your nose. You see the difference dont you son?" I nodded as I sucked on the pipe. He took a hit right after me and I tried to hold my breath with him. I exhaled out my nose first but he did while smoke was still building around me. He turned my face to his and we were kissing again. Animals, dad and son, pressing our mouths and bodies against each other like we couldn't get close enough. The movie got louder. Lots more moaning and a lot of "fuck yeah." I turned to look at the screen and the bottom was getting fucked. One of the guys had put the bottoms legs around his waist and leaned down to make out with him while he fucked him. They were holding onto each other like their lives depended on it. Like if they let go they would lose the pleasure that their moans and heavy breathing said they were feeling right then. But even though he hadnt cum yet the top pulled away and out of the bottom and another guy from the group stepped in and did the same thing. He pushed his hard raw cock into the bottom with a moan from both and then he pressed his body down as they started making out with the same passion as the first guy. "What are you thinking? This is something you want isn't it? You want to be the center of attention? Have tops treat you like their boy? Loving you by sharing you this way?" I just nodded. "That looks so hot" I said as I looked back at him. "It looks like it would hurt after a while though. All those cocks?" A third top was fucking the bottom now. "But I just love how they all make out with him when theyre fucking him." "Yes son. I knew you would like that. I love making out with you. I can tell that it makes you want cock so much more when a man is making love to your mouth too. You wrap your arms around me a little tighter when we kiss. You know you can still be the center of a group that doesnt have as many tops." He grabbed the pipe and lit it again putting it to my mouth. We both took two more hits. "I have to refill this pipe again. I'll be right back." He got up and walked out with the pipe. "Your cloth bag is on your desk" I called after him from the bed but he kept walking. The tops all took their turns but no one came. Then the last top pulled the bottom up to his feet. All of the guys moved from the bed to a long couch. All of the tops sat down and the bottom went to one of them and stood up on the couch before lowering himself on the tops cock. They started making out again while the other tops watched and jerked off. Mr. Kelly came back into the room with the pipe. He was still hard as steel. "I forgot that I left the bag in here." He chuckled. "You didn't hear me say that when you walked out?" He just shook his head as he filled the pipe with more of the crystals. Then he lit the pipe and took the first hit. He came over to the bed as he held the hit and leaned down above my cock and blew the cloud onto it as he put me in his mouth. It didnt feel really different but there was something about seeing my cock in this mans mouth as smoke built up around his face and my cock. He lifted his head and looked at me. "You like that?" I just smiled. "You have such a cute smile son." His words could get me so horny for him. He sat back next to me again and handed me the pipe and torch. "I want you to try taking a hit yourself. You're ready for it." I tried to do what I saw him do. I had to try the torch a couple times since the flame didn't trigger with the click the first time. "Now don't get it too close. You don't want to burn it." I pulled the flame a safe distance and then started to see the smoke starting to form. I put my mouth to the pipe and kept the torch going like he had. "That's right. Yup yup yup yup." I started to laugh and coughed up the smoke. I couldn't control myself in the moment. "What happened? Are you ok?" I was still laughing. "Do you realize that's exactly what you would say when we would have to go up to the board and explain the homework problems? That was just a funny time for that throwback." He laughed with me but told me to take a proper hit this time. I lit the pipe and as I put it to my mouth to take the hit, he leaned into me closer and put his mouth up to my ear. "You like that don't you? That your old teacher is here getting you high and breeding you with his huge loads of cum? Did you ever think when you were sitting in my class that a couple years later I would have my thick raw cock deep in you? I wanted you then too. Thinking about your smooth tight body under me and my hard bare dad cock pushing into you and feeling you from the inside." I was just mesmerized by his voice and seeing the bottom in the video moving from one tops lap to another that I wasnt even paying attention to how big the hit was until I started letting some of the smoke out through my nose while I was still taking the hit. "That's right Jake. This is a fat fucking hit. Get high for Mr. Kelly. Get high for your dad." I handed him the pipe as I held the hit. He took a hit of his own as I began to let the hit out of my nose. I was getting even higher than I was before. I was floating and at the same time I could feel that hunger building through the stirring in my cock and the yearning at my hole. He put the pipe down and turned my face to his and kissed me. As I opened my mouth to his he blew his hit into my mouth and I took it in. He pulled away and told me to hold that hit in. Combined with the hit I had just done I knew this was going to put me in a place I hadn't been yet. I let it go and could feel my whole body giving itself over to the high. He was rubbing my chest and abs. "I love seeing you like this. So fucking hot." Just then his phone rang. He went over to his desk. "Fuck. Do you mind? I should get this." I just nodded. I was too high to know what to say. He walked out into the living room. I turned my attention back to the screen. The bottom was laying on the ground on his back again. One of the tops was lying on top of him. I loved how much making out there was. I always thought in a group scene that the bottoms were just treated like holes to fuck and nothing else. That never really appealed to me. This movie though was something I never imagined. The top inside and on top of him started to moan louder in the bottoms mouth. His thrusts became harder like he was trying to get deeper inside. And then that thrust that made it clear he was cumming inside the bottom. His back was arched as he tried to get as deep as he could. And then his body had those spasms like he was still shooting. He stayed inside the bottom as they continued to make out. This was so hot. I was stroking my half hard cock and started to tease my hole with my finger with my legs spread wide on Mr. Kelly's big bed. I was thinking about Mr. Kelly's body on top of me with his hard cock pressed against my hole. I arched my back with my eyes closed feeling that high going through me as I thought about the thick head pushing into my tight smooth hole. "Holy fuck that is a hot sight to walk in on." This was a different voice. Not Mr. Kelly's. I was jolted out my head as I opened my eyes and looked up. My hands were still between my legs and my legs spread apart. "Mr. Miller?! What the fuck?" My current history teacher was standing at the door with Mr. Kelly and one more guy that I recognized but couldnt figure out how. I was coming out of my high. This was freaking me out. "Wh-- wh-- whats going on? What the fuck?"

We've been chatting on one of the apps for a few weeks. We talked online and promised we would connect. I wasn't sure if he was serious but when he sent me his pics my dick stiffened. I sent him my pics. I'm a dad guy. Bit older 6c hairy etc. I'm always horned up and love breeding and seeding. I especially love son type guys from college age on up. He said he was 40 but had a huge dad fetish and wanted to role play. I agreed. The set up was: he was dating my daughter and I was in the area and wanted to finally meet him. He asked me to call him and role play from the start. I arrived at his door and he answered. HOT. My cock was already getting hard. He said he was happy to meet "my girlfriends dad." I asked how long they had been dating. He said 2 years but hadn't made a move on her yet. I explained that she really liked him but was concerned about the lack of intimacy. He said "sir I'm a Virgin and not sure what to do." We continued the role play. "well a dad's job is to teach his son all about sex" I said. "let me show you how to kiss" He acted hesitant and I encouraged him. "its ok, this is why I am here. I just want to help you." we moved in together and softly kissed. I parted his lips with my tongue and he opened his mouth for more. Our lips and tongues were pressed together and we started kissing deeper and more forceful. We both were getting into the role play and getting more and more turned on. My cock was hard as hell and I wanted him. I rubbed his cock through is pants. He was hard too. Our kiss broke and he suggested we go to the bedroom for "more instruction." We moved to his room and on the bed. We continued to kiss and started hugging. Both of us moaning with the pleasure of the kissing and hugging. I rubbed his back and he put his arms around me. We were side by side and our cocks were rock hard. I suggested we "get naked so we can feel our bodies together." "just for teaching purposes." We both got naked and continued to kiss and now our bodies pressed together. Both of us moaning and feeling each other's rock hard dicks and bodies pressed together. We were really getting heated up. His tongue darting around mine. "Why don't you lean down and lick my cock, Son?" He responded with a groan. He moved over my cock and put it in his mouth. "deeper boy" "I'm showing you how to pleasure another." He went balls deep on me. I was in heaven. Both of us responding to the role play and getting very turned on. I put my hand on his head and pushed him down a bit. "suck it son" I said. I was stroking his back and neck. I was so turned on. So was he! I gently moved him off my cock and suggested something else. "there are other pleasure areas I can teach you about." I said. "Where?" he asked quietly? I stroked his chest and reached to his ass and his hole. "I've never done that before Sir." he said. "it would mean you would know what it feels like when you fuck my daughter." "Oh, that makes sense" he nodded in agreement. I had him lay on his stomach and I started to rim his hole. He bucked back and moaned loudly. "Sir that feels so good!" "I know, I'm teaching you all these new things." I spit on his hole and got my cock wet too. I played with his hole and rubbed my cock between his cheeks. The role play forgotten for a moment, I slid my cock inside his well used hole. It was wet and warm and felt so amazing. I can not get enough of it. I started sliding inside and out. Pushing my cock deeper and deeper. It was such an amazing hole. I loved it. He was gripping the bed, moaning and squirming with pleasure. I kept fucking and fucking him. Harder pounding. "Fuck me Sir please deeper" he moaned. Yes son, I'm gonna give you my cum. I'm gonna breed you so you feel what it is like. Do you want my cum inside you? "FUCK YES SIR" "Please load my hole. Fuck into me. Breed me. I need it, want it and love it!" I fucked my cock deep inside that amazing hole and unleashed my load. It felt like gallons as we both moaned and groaned in pleasure. I slowed my fucking down and my orgasm passed. My cock was still hard and neither one of use moved. I started to slide in and out again. Picking up my pace and fucking him again. I didn't want to stop and didn't want to pull out. He pushed back on my cock and we started fucking again. After a few minutes of fucking I shot another load deep inside his hole. We were sweaty and he was dripping. We moved apart and kissed deeply. "Thank you for my first lesson Dad." he said. "My pleasure Son." We began to dress and continued the role play. "I hope you ask my daughter to marry you. I'm willing to teach you all the fun things I know about sex." "I might even take my Son-in-Law camping so we can continue the lessons. "Yes Sir! I would like that Dad. Is it ok to call you Dad now?" " Of course, Son. Its our secret and I'm happy to teach you as much and as often as you want." We kissed again as I left. I sent him a text to thank him for a great lesson and compliment him on being a quick learner! He sent a text back that he can't wait for the next lesson. He loved the 2 loads I left in him and that it was the best role play sex he has had to date. We agreed we would try and meet for lesson #2 next week!! I hope so as this guy is Hot! BH

Everything was set up for my monthly parTy, a few friends were helping me setting everything up. After setting the sling my friend Thomas walk towards me and said: “i have a feeling that it’s going to be a very hot party”. I only replied with an evil grin. Everybody took off the little clothes they were still wearing. I watched Thomas undress, a saw his hot tanned athletic body and when he stretched out you could see his defined abs; a rock hard eight-pack. He was only 21 but an expert at nearly everything that has to do with sexual pleasure. His fat cock was dangling between his legs; a d donkey dick. My other two friends already started and lay down on the mattresses, both were 29 and very cute. The bell rang and i opened the door 3 friends entered. As soon as the door closed they stripped and joined the rest. After a few hours i needed something to drink so i went to the kitchen when the bell rang, so i thought ‘maybe it’s that hot guy from Grindr, he had to work late so he didn’t know if he could make it.’. I saw that Thomas was standing closer by so i asked him: “Could you open the door… it’s a surprise!”. And a suprise it was, because when i came out of the kitchen i saw my 19 year old nephew standing in the living room. “Brian, what are you doing here?” i asked him. He started telling us that he and his girlfriend had a fight and that she dumped me in the club and left with the car. Then he asked if he could crash here tonight and i said “sure you can sleep upstairs… and as long as you don’t complain about our party!”. “I won’t!” he said smiling. “Why she dumped you bro?!” Thomas asked out of the blue. I told Brian he did have to tell us, but he started to tell Thomas that he started doubting if he was really straight. “When i was at the gym i started to notice that i was also looking at other guys and that always gave me a hard on.” he told us. “So in the club there was a very hot bartender and i couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. After a while i saw him coming towards me and without saying anything he grabbed my head and kissed me deep and intensive… i was shocked for a second but then the feeling took over. I kissed him back and it felt so damn good. My girlfriend saw the whole thing and he started yelling that i was a sick freak and left” he continued. The hot guy asked him if i wanted to go back to his place, but that was too fast for Brian so he left. “Everything’s going to be alright” said Thomas and i asked “If he wanted to go upstairs and if i should go with him”. “Can i also stay down here? i will sit on the couch and won’t get in the way!” he said. “That’s okay, but you have to take off your clothes, but you can leave your boxers on. Otherwise it’s awkward for the rest.” i told Brian. He look a bit surprised but nodded and said “Okay!”. Because i saw photo’s from his last holiday i know that my nephew has a very hot body; an athletic Twink. Thomas and me joint the rest and after half an hours an other friend nudged me, so i looked over towards Brian and saw that he took of his boxer and was stroking his hard cock; i guessed it was around about 8 inches. I went over to Brian and said “Guys turn you on, you can’t hide the facts… sooner or later you must act upon it… this is your chance… they can learn you a lot about sex with a man... i saw you checking out Thomas earlier, i’m sure he can teach you a lot”. “i know but my mind is conflicted… i want to but something is holding me back!” he replied. I tell him that i know something that can help him with that “…but i need you to trust me… no questions! Okay?”. I see the conflict in his eyes but he starts to smile and says “if it helps i’ll try anything!”. I leave the room and come back with a syringe and a strap. I tell him “Lay back and relax, close your eyes and don’t move”. He stutters “but… what…”. “You trusted me so no questions” i said. He lays back and tries to relax. I tie off his upper arm and tell him “If you don’t want this tell me now… You can still go to bed upstairs instead of having a life changing night with us”. He shakes his head. I then stick the needle slowly in his vein and starts injecting him with a substance that will take over his mind and turn him into the slut he really wants to be. After pulling out i say “No way back now! Enjoy!” while removing the strap. Brian sits upright and begins to cough, and i raise his arm above his head. After a 20 seconds the Tina starts to take control and he falls back in the couch. His cock is hard as a rock and standing straight up and is oozing pre-cum. Thomas see this and move towards Brian and begins to suck his hard cock whilst slowly massaging his asshole. Brian starts moaning when Thomas takes the whole length of the oozing dick in his throat. In the meantime he also begins to work a finger up the unexperienced Twink. Brians moaning becomes louder and louder. When a second finger is worked deep inside the virgin hole Thomas other hand moves up and starts slowly pinching Brians nipple. The boys slutty instincts take over as he begins twisting and turning his ass around the two fingers. Thomas feels the ass opening up so he pulls back before ramming in three fingers. This is too much for the boy and his body begins to shake. Thomas feels the dick growing in his throat and shoves it in balls deep and squeezes and twist Brians nipple. The former straight boy explodes and thick streams of cum begin to fill Thomas throat. Thomas tries to swallow everything but when de cum starts pouring out his nose he pull back. He also pulls back the fingers out of the boys ass. Brian begins moaning and pleading to put them back. I tell my slutty nephew that we have to clean out his ass first before we can fill it again. Thomas helps the poor boy on his feet and leads him to the bathroom. After 20 minutes they return. Thomas tells me that he tried to fuck Brians ass in the shower but that it’s too tight. Fortunately we have something that helps us with the stretching. So we lead Brian to a bench and tie him down. Thomas then takes out my fuck machine while i load up my nephews ass with lube mixed with a high dose Tina. After a few minutes Brian begins to moan that his ass is burning. We ignore him and see that several minutes later his ass begins to open up while the tina is taking over again. We love sloppy holes so we mounted a big dildo onto the machine and position right against his asshole. Thomas takes the controls and slowly begins to force the dildo forward. The asshole tries to resist the pressure of the dildo. Brian asks us to please stop. But slowly and surely the dildo advances further until the ass opens up. Brian cries out while the dildo goes deeper and deeper before slowly begin extracted. Our new slut gives a sigh of relieve, but that was short lived because the dildo begins to advance back in. With every stroke the machine picks up the speed a bit. After a few minutes the boys ass gives up and is standing wide open. In order to dampen the moans we take turns fucking his mouth with our dicks. When the machine reaches his top speed we shut it off and after shoving a few shards up the open ass we fuck it in turns and shooting load after load deep inside. Nothing beats fucking a cumfilled sloppy ass. After this weekend Thomas and i asked my nephew to moved in. And together with our friends we still like to parTy!!!

PART 8: ASHTON’S WRESTLING MISADVENTURE If Ashton remembered anything from his breeding Friday night, he didn’t mention it Saturday, although Jimmy and I exchanged a few knowing glances and winks at times. We all slept until about 10 a.m. and woke up refreshed as if we never had a drink the night before. Ashton was his same outgoing, fun, young self. I truly think he didn’t remember being sucked off or having a potent load of HIV pumped into his jock hole just a few hours earlier. I treated Jimmy and Ashton to lunch at one of my favorite bistros in town, and from there we headed to the arena to begin a busy day and evening of entertaining about 600 fans. Ashton was a hit with the crowd, and later he told me he sold about $250 worth of t-shirts and 8-by-10 photos. His match would be first on the card that night, and I was so busy that I didn’t even have a chance to talk with him to plan. I finally saw him about 10 minutes before bell time, and he approached me and asked if I had any requests. For the first time, I saw his attire for his match: White wrestling boots, no shirt (thankfully), and a pair of skintight, faded jeans with holes carefully ripped to reveal just the right amount of skin while barely keeping a PG image. Tonight, he was playing the “good guy” in his match. Damn, the girls and gays will eat this up, I thought. I wished him good luck and went to chat with his opponent for the night -- Joe, that 6-4, mature, burly, hairy, muscle god I’d booked to abuse my previous toy Cody weeks earlier. I gave Joe clear instructions: “Don’t go easy on this kid. Find a way to grab the holes in those jeans and rip ‘em to shreds. Give him a few minutes to look good and come back late but destroy him in the end. Whatever’s left of his jeans, bring them back to me. I’ve got an extra $100 for you.” Joe winked and laughed heartily as his thick hairy chest heaved. He said, “That’s twisted, but I’m not even gonna ask why. But you got it, boss.” His eyes lingered a little more than usual with mine as he answered, and something in my mind told me that he and I just might think more alike than I realized. In his eyes I saw a twinkle, yet there was a hint of evil understanding. And he wasn’t kidding about carrying out my wishes. Sexy Ashton got in a few good moves early, but Joe turned up the heat quickly and began a vicious beatdown of the jock kid. I counted at least 6 times when Joe grabbed Ashton by the holes in his jeans to either lift him up or toss him across the ring. Each time, Ashton’s jeans ripped further, and large chunks of denim eventually came loose and littered the ring. Joe allowed Ashton a brief comeback near the end of the 15-minute encounter, as planned, before once again grabbing a piece of loose denim and lifting the stud over his head. As Ashton came crashing down, his entire left denim pant leg stayed in Joe’s hand. Ashton crashed to the mat on his back, his left leg thoroughly exposed so much that the bottom of his white jock strap was on full display. A rip had developed all the way to his crotch enough to show his cock bulging through the white jock strap to anybody who chose to look. Joe sneered as the ref counted 1-2-3 and declared the big man as the winner. He grimaced to the crowd as they booed the brute’s vicious attack. As Joe stood, he took one final souvenir off the jock’s body – with one swoop, he grabbed the rip at the boy’s denim crotch and pulled, tearing another huge chunk of jeans off the kid and leaving him wearing just a few shreds of demin covering a well-filled white jock strap. Joe stomped back to the locker room, gathering up all the pieces of Ashton’s ripped jeans as he went. Ashton slowly lifted his sweaty body off the mat, revealing his scantily clad young, sweaty physique as catcalls echoed off the walls and flashes from camera phones lit up the ring. But Ashton clearly enjoyed the attention, and even in his legitimate pain, I could see his cock swell slightly in his jock, exposed from the lack of denim. The boy slowly walked to the back, where Joe and I were waiting and enjoying a laugh. “Damn, you didn’t hold back,” Ashton said as he walked toward Joe. He looked down and saw that I was holding all the remnants of the tight jeans that just moments ago had hugged Ashton’s sweaty body. They would be great reminders of the weekend – but for me, not Ashton. “Yeah, Joe plays kinda rough,” I said. Joe and I chuckled as Ashton rubbed the back of his neck and headed for the shower. Ashton and Jimmy went out for drinks that night, but I went home and straight to bed. The next morning, Ashton was limping, obviously in pain. Turns out that when Joe had gone in to rip the last shreds of denim (and dignity) off the kid, he discretely grabbed a handful of Ashton’s dick and balls (either intentionally or by mistake) briefly before tearing away the denim. I guess Joe has a sadistic side, too. Maybe he and I really do think alike more than I’d realized. Ashton and Jimmy were back on the road by noon. I tossed in another $200 to Ashton’s payout to buy new jeans, and he was more than appreciative. We all vowed to work together again when our schedules would allow. Two weeks later, I saw a post on Ashton’s social media that caught my attention: “Hi folks, I’m really sorry to share this but I’ve been fighting what feels like the flu, so I have to cancel my two events this weekend. Thank you for everybody’s support and I will see you soon!” Looks like we both had a souvenir from that weekend. I got the remnants of his sweaty wrestling gear, and he got my virus.

Last night I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't get to sleep. Before long I was craving some dick so I hopped on grindr and found a younger chubby latino gaymer who was looking to get sucked and swallowed. He lived at home so he suggested that I sneak into the backyard and suck him off there. He gave me the address and instructions on how to get to the backyard and I headed out. I got there, followed his directions and found him sitting on a chair with his dick already in hand. he had a 7" uncut and fat dick. I got on my knees and proceeded to suck him off, and after a few minutes he shot is load, I swallowed, got up and left. As I was leaving the backyard I was walking along a row of trees separating his house from the house next door. As I cleared the trees, I saw his neighbor standing at the end of the driveway having a smoke. All I noticed at the time was he had dark features and was tall and skinny with curly hair. As I passed him heading back to my car he said "hey, what's up?" and as I walked by I responded "not too much" and kept walking. He called out to me and said "hey, so you sucking dick tonite?" and he caught me complete off guard and I responded "don't know what you're talking about" and kept walking. Then he said "We cool dude, I saw you in the backyard sucking dick, just wanna see if you wanna suck mine too". At this point I stopped and turned toward him and as he noticed that he had my attention he said "I got a big dick, you wanna see it?" After pausing for a second I started to walk toward him and he pulled down his basketball shorts for me to see it. I could see now that he was probably Puerto Rican and I'm guessing mid to late twenties in age. He had a hair bush, from which hung a nice big dick with lots of excess foreskin hanging off the end. As I got closer he asked me if I liked it and I said yes and I started to see it growing in front of me. He told me to follow him into the garage,which I did and he dropped his shorts and sat down on a beach chair. He pulled his phone out and I thought he was going to record it but he started playing some straight porn and I went to work. His dick was long, like probably 9" long and not to thick, so he was able to snake the whole thing down my throat, which both thrilled and amazed him. I spent about 15 minutes pleasing his manhood while he watched straight porn before he told me he was close. He set the phone down, stood up and started to fuck my face until he finally shot his huge wad down my throat. I swallowed him down and cleaned him up and he put his shorts back on. I started to walk out of the garage and he said "Hey wait, how do I hit you up?" which surprised me, because I thought maybe this was a one time thing, but I gave him my number and then headed back to my car. On my way home I got a text message from him that was three "thumbs up" emojis and a message that said "hmu anytime to get @this". I'm definitely going to reach out to him again soon!

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I guess you could say that Steve and I are dating - though we've not formalized anything at all. We meet a few months ago on BBRT. He came over and we spent the weekend getting high on tina and fucking. I hadn't partied in nearly 4 years and welcomed the chance to let my inner slut out and be a nasty little cum dump for the weekend. Drugs really let me come alive. Steve is 27, tall and skinny with a fat uncut dick and shaved pubes. Except for his broad shoulders, you might mistake him for a bottom twink, which he is not. He's well worked-out and has tight defined muscles. And he's quite aggressive. When he came over that first weekend he was wearing a scooped muscle shirt which came off immediately as he entered my apartment. Under the sweat shorts was a sexy jockstrap that contained his 9" dick. Waisting little time he brought out the pipe and we started blowing clouds and making out. He started getting all verbal. "What do you want," he asked? "I need to be used," I said almost desperately. "I need to be a cumdump." Steve happily obliged and proceeded to dominate and pound me throughout our cloudy night. I got two thick loads pumped deep in my hole, and plenty of spit on my face and in my throat. This boy knew how to take charge and he liked being a power top pig. Now here's the weird part. The following weekend Steve texted to see if I wanted to hang out. Of course I did! He invited me to dinner. I think it was a date! Can you believe that? Me either. Afterwards we went back to my place and fucked. We didn't party again, but that doesn't mean that the sex was watered down. Steve resumed his powerful role over me and pounded my hole raw with his massive uncut dick all the while calling me a nasty cumdump slut -- which got me off so hard. We continued hooking up. Not every weekend but enough. And we started talking about what sorta stuff we were into and wanted to do. I had never really opened up about my desires for slutty and raunchy sex with anyone while being sober. But Steve easily got it all out of me. I explained how I wanted to be in a gangbang with a bunch of guys. He told me how he always wanted a regular hook-up who he could pass back-and-forth with his friends. I even mentioned my fascination with taking piss up my hole. He really liked that idea! One night we were lying in bed, my ass dripping with his cum -- he always made me sleep with his load in me -- we were talking about sex and fantasies we wanted to do. And then he got kinda serious. "So you're, like, really open to some [banned word] situations then, hu?" he asked. "Well, yea," I admitted. "Especially when I'm high - I'm down for quite a lot." "Well that might happen again soon," he said. I was excited. "So I'm going to share something with you. Don't let it bother you." I was really intrigued. So far Steve has been totally confident and unabashed in bed. Nothing that I've said has thrown him, and he's allowed me to tap into my raunch pig side so easily. "My younger brother is coming into town for a visit and will be around for just under a week," he said. I was, like - OK. No biggie. I figured that meant Steve would be busy playing host and not around much - which was no big deal. "He's 24 and straight," he said. "He'll be out here looking for work." Steve sat up on his arm and looked directly at me. "I came out in high school," he said. "It wasn't a big deal for anyone in my family. But my brother and I had been sorta messing around a little, like boys do." "And when I went off to college Travis would come up and stay with me in the dorm sometimes. Anyway, he's been fucking me for years." I was turned on and really curious. I'm sure my face had lit up some hearing this. "He's totally straight," I asked? "Yea. He dates women. Always has. But he's always take advantage of the fact that I'm gay to get off by, basically using me the way I fuck you. He's really dominant and aggressive, the way I am with you." "I can't imagine you with your legs in the air bottoming," I admit. At this point I'm stroking Steves uncut cock which is rock hard and leaking pre-cum. "He's the only one who I've let top me. And he doesn't give me much choice. When he visits he sleeps in my bed and has his way with me. I know he loves me as a brother, but when we're together he calls me his faggot fuck hole and uses me like a cheap whore." At this point I roll Steve onto his back and sit my cum-filled ass down on his rock hard dick and start riding him hard. The sounds of his last load slosh in my guts as his raw dick slides in and out of me. "Fuck! Did that turn you on," he asked? "Hell yea it did!" Steve then flips us around, throws my legs over his broad shoulders and slides his dick in my sloppy hole but just leaves it there. Then, looking deep into my eyes, which are practically in the back of my head he says in a deep and seductive tone, "you like the idea of my straight brother using this faggot to get off, hu you nasty little slut?" And with that he spit in my mouth and began fucking me like the slutty faggot that I am!

Breeding Each Other's Boys If you’ve ever read any of my stories on here, you know I really get off on sharing my boy. Sometimes that has gotten us both into some hot risky situations. And we both get off on that. We both mostly remember to take our PrEP, so what’s the harm in the occasional POZ load? Last winter, a fuck buddy told me about this weekly party in midtown, for bears and their admirers. I am into submissive burly hairy dudes, but my boy prefers dominant twinks. Sometimes stretching his limits is fun for us both. We decided to take a long lunch break on a Thursday afternoon and meet up at the midtown address and have some fun. I got there a few minutes before him and was lingering at the clothes check just inside the third-floor walk-up. Two incredibly sexy guys showed up and tore each other’s clothes off and shoved them into a bag, eyeing me up and down as they handed their clothes over and paid the attendant. One guy was squat and muscled, his shoulders covered in a fuzz of blond hair. He had a mop of blond hair held back with a handkerchief headband. His partner, taller and heavier-set was covered in black curly body hair, even his back. As he parted the curtain, he turned to wink at me. I smiled back, nervously, and took note of a massive scorpion tattoo between his shoulder blades. My boy showed up and kissed me as I cleared my throat, feeling my cock stiffen. We stripped down to our jockstraps, checked our clothes, and went into the darkened back area. The walls were painted glossy black and the place was furnished with numerous black leather sofas and ottomans and broken up with black velour curtains here and there. There were even tawdry velvet paintings of busty nude women on the walls. There were bowls of lube and condoms on a folding table in the front area. We each took a few of both and tucked them into our socks. I loved the assortment of men, some hairy as hell and some twinky guys who were into them. It seemed like we were on the early side, and while some guys were getting and giving head, there was no hardcore fucking yet. The blond guy with the headband came up to us and smiled at me. He leaned forward to offer a loud stage whisper, ‘You’re both hot. Wanna play? We only play safe here. You never know what these guys have… Hope that’s not a deal-breaker…’’ My boy and I eagerly nodded and he introduced himself as Jeremy and his scorpion-tattooed boyfriend as Sam. We shook hands and they chuckled, grabbing our strapped crotches and leading us to a back area. The back room was almost wall-to-wall ottomans pushed together. Jeremy threw his arms over my shoulders and kissed me hard. He led my hands down to his ass and I started fingering his hole. ‘Baby,’ he cooed at me, ‘We’ll need to bag up, and make sure to use plenty of lube!’ I agreed and grabbed a lube packet and squirted it onto my fingers, forcing globs into his hole, which instantly felt super wet. I looked over to see Sam’s furry back and shoulders rippling as my boy leaned forward and spread his cheeks wide. Sam ate his ass. Seeing that scorpion tattoo flex made me instantly hard, so I had no trouble getting the rubber onto my dick. I leaned forward and asked Jeremy, ‘Any chance Sam is a Scorpio?’ Jeremy chuckled and said, ‘Oh, yeah. Sure…’ I asked when his birthday was, and he thought for a few seconds too long and said, ‘Ummm… March?’ I knew he was kidding me and slid my rock-hard sheathed cock into his ass in one push. It felt loose and open, and seeing Sam’s massive cock, I knew why. He must have been regularly cunted by that big thick cock. Sam was duly wrapping up his own nine inch thick tool as he prepared to enter my boy. Jeremy’s loose ass made it tough for me to stay hard, and I felt my dick sliding around in the condom. I looked over to see Sam jack-hammering my boy’s ass as he groaned into the leather upholstery. I knew he preferred it bareback, but Sam was hitting all the right spots, so he wasn’t complaining. Then again, he also preferred hairless twinks, but a big cock is a big cock. Hearing my boy moaning got me a little harder and I was able to keep fucking this total stranger. It started to feel better to my dick and I could really pound his stretched-out hole. Jeremy asked me to pull out so he could roll over onto his back. When I did, I was mortified to see that the condom had completely worked itself off of my dick. It was crumpled up with just a bit of latex peeking out of his slack cunt. I pulled it out and held it up to show Jeremy, apologizing profusely. He smiled and said, ‘that’s ok, baby. Just put it back in me. You’ve been fucking me raw for at least a few minutes, what’s a few minutes more?’ I nodded, looking at Sam for his approval to raw-fuck his boyfriend. He grinned and nodded, pulling out of my boy and flipping him over, fiddling with his own rubber before slamming back into my boy. When I slid back into Jeremy’s ass, a puddle of white spooge puddled around my cock. Jeremy shoved a few fingers into his hole alongside my dick and withdrew them to taste. ‘You like that, baby?,’ he asked me. I nodded. ‘Sam bred me just before we got here… He loves warming me up for fresh cock…’ Sam tapped me on the shoulder. ‘Let’s switch,’ he said. I agreed and slid raw into my boy’s newly opened-up hole, slick with Sam’s cum. My boy held his legs back and his ass swallowed my dick. It felt so good sliding into him after being pummeled by that big cock. After a few pumps, I saw that familiar spooge ring around my dick. I pulled out and looked at Sam and Jeremy, kissing hard as they bare-fucked. I tapped Sam’s shoulder and asked, ‘did you breed my boy?’ He grinned again and pulled out of Jeremy. ‘Only once so far, when I saw you fucking mine bare… It’s only fair.’ I guess he had a point. ‘Let’s switch back, buddy,’ Sam said, pulling out of Jeremy’s butt. I agreed and slid my cummy cock back into Jeremy, now even looser than before. It only took a few seconds in his cum-soaked hole to loose my load. I shot my seed deep into Jeremy’s guts, staying rock hard. Sam fucked my boy harder and deeper than he’s been fucked in a while. He threw his head back and came, again, deep in my boy. Even though I’d JUST cum inside Jeremy, knowing my boy was being bred a second time made me fire off again. Covered in sweat and cum, Jeremy and my boy made out while Sam pulled out of my boy with a juicy ‘plop.’ I pulled out of Jeremy and a torrent of cum followed. As we got up from the ottoman, there were guys all around us eager to take out place. One eager bottom put his face right into the cum puddle where my boy had been and lapped it up. He spit into his hand and rubbed it along his ass crack, bending forward for a lucky stranger to fuck him. I realized my lunch break was about over and pointed to the exit. The four of us headed back to clothes check and got dressed to head back to work. We exchanged business cards and promised to stay in touch. I got a text from Sam right as the workday ended saying ‘THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR BOY’S HOLE. SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU BOTH EARLIER THAT I’M POZ. I SHOULDN’T HAVE STEALTHED YOUR BOY. THAT OK?’ I texted back saying ‘YOUR TATTOO TOLD ME AS MUCH… YEAH. IT’S COOL.’ A few minutes later I hadn’t heard back from him, so I wrote another text: WHEN ARE WE BREEDING EACH OTHER’S BOYS AGAIN? This time the answer was swift. He sent me a photo. Apparently, he’d followed my boy to his office and had just finished depositing more fresh POZ cum…

I have been getting bred since I was 13. To say I am loose is an understatement. I have never had a top say that my pussy was too loose. It’s part of being a bottom. I was asked by a friend how do I take really big dick and I told them with a smile. I am thankful to all of the men and toys that gave me a sloppy cunny.

I am loose and I like it that way and most tops do too as no one ever complains. I can take cocks in one hit and don't have to take things gradual. It has taken years of getting fucked to get my loose hole and I am proud of it.

Wow. What an entitled couple of cunts you two are?! First, I've read an epic fuck ton of stories here. There are soooooo much worse. Oh, and since both of you smug little assholes have comments to make about the free story on the free website, you could present a story each? What say the rest of you good breeding brothers? You both will write a story about a jerk who gets a comeuppance, or maybe you get voted out of the Brotherhoood? If this were my site, and I depended on the good will of amateur writers to fill my empty space, I would incite this very rule or something similar. If you pay for an erotica collection at Amazon and it sucks, gripe away. If its free in a community space be thankful, constructive or shut the fuck up and move on. If I was the writer I would tell you both to suck a fart out of my ass. Your comments weren't constructive, and came with no intention except to hurt a stranger you know jack shit about. Uncouth people like you are tearIng this country a part and you should be ashamed.

“Sit right there boy,” he growled, “I’m going to go change and I’ll come back for you in a minute.” He left me sitting on the bench as he went to another row of lockers, my heart was pounding and my hands were shaking, somewhere in the back of my mind a little alarm bell was going off but I my lust silenced it. I needed him inside of me. My hole twitched at the thought and my cock was straining against my cumy underwear. He came back a few minutes later with a wifebeater t-shirt on and a pair of dark blue sweatpants, that didn’t quite manage to hide his bulging cock. “Follow me boy and I’ll take you home, I’ve got the whole day off and I’m going to take my sweet time wrecking your hole for anyone else.” My legs shook as I stood and I followed him on unsteady legs out of the gym. We left in silence, once on the pavement we turned the opposite direction from my house heading north up the street. He walked fast and I trotted along, trying to keep my ass clenched, not allowing a drop of cum to escape from my hole somehow knowing that would please him. His apartment was only a block away from the gym and he soon ushered me past an uninterested doorman and into an elevator. His apartment was the last one at the end of the hall, and once we were both inside the door he practically slammed it shut behind up. We stood there for a long moment, just far enough apart to not be able to touch one another. He pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing the powerful toned muscles, the pale flesh, the dark red fur, and the jet-black tattoo. My heart pounded even harder feeling as if it would burst right through my rib cage. He smiled at me and having already kicked off his shoes pushed his sweat pants to the ground. Feeling the need to mirror him, I shucked my shirt and pants standing just in my wet assed boxer briefs looking at him in all his glory his obviously erect cock fighting against the tight fabric of his white briefs. “Chuck,” he said. “What?” “My name.” “Oh, Allen.” “How many men have bred you Allen?” “Four, that’s all? Well you are more of a natural pig then I thought if you’ve only been fucked by four guys and already you’re here about to start begging for my cock,” he paused, and took a small step closer to me, “How many loads do you have in you right now?” “Four from this morning, and a few from last night. The couple that I spent the night with bred me quite a few times each,” I said, letting my naughty secrets start to spill out of me. He took another step closer, closing the gap even more, “So you’re hole is well lubed with cum, ready to take my cock.” He rubbed his crotch. “Yes,” I said breathlessly, “I want you to fuck me, I need your cock, I’ve been dreaming of your cock.” “Do you know what this means?” He pointed to his tattoo. I nodded. “What does it mean then?” “It means that you’re POZ.” “That’s right boy, are you ready to take my POZ load.” The little voice in the back of my head screamed, “RUN” a little louder but I answered, “Yes.” “Yes what?” “Yes I’m ready to take your POZ load. I need to feel you unload your POZ cum inside my hole. I need to feel your heat filling my body. I need your cock, please fuck me.” “I told you you would be begging for my cock in a minute,” he smiled wickedly, “Take your shorts off, and then get on your knees.” I pushed my underpants down and kicked them off, falling to my knees in front of him. “Now slowly get my dick out,” I reached out and slowly pulled his briefs down till his cock strung free of the waistband. I had imagined what his cock would look like a lot, especially over the past twenty-four hours but nothing I had imagined was a glorious as the real thing. Thick and heavily veined with a thick mushroom head and a long shaft, it burst from a thicket of dark red pubes, and below which hung a pair of large cum laden balls just begging to be drained. He kicked off his briefs and said, “Well don’t just sit there and look at it get the damn thing in your mouth boy.” I opened wide and swallowed his cock as I was told. My jaw stretched wide I bobbed forward and back his cock head slipping in and out of my throat. Two large hands came to rest on the back of my head, drawing me forward slowly forcing me to keep more and more of his cock in my mouth. “Get it good and slick boy, that and the cum in your hole is all the lube you’re gonna get from me.” My hole twitched and I started bobbing faster wetting his cock with my sit. Eventually he tore his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He led me to the bedroom and tossed me onto the bed. Grabbing my ankles he forced my knees into my chest, leaving my hole exposed to him. His cock brushed against my well-fucked pucker, warm and hard and teasing. “Look into my eyes boy and don’t look away I wanna see the moment you first feel my POZ cock enter you register in your eyes.” I looked up at him, losing myself in his brilliant green eyes as he rubbed his spit slick cock up and down my furry crack. After just a few moments of teasing I felt the pressure zero in on my hole, becoming a focused coming to bear of strength he started to press his cock head against my hole. My ass offered little resistance and his cock head quickly began to press into my sphincter stretching it open across its bulbous top. Chuck kept his gaze locked with mine as I struggled to keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head. His cock slid steadily, its way made slick by the large amount of cum that still lined my guts, inside of me. I felt as though I could feel every vein, every lump and contour of his fat cock sliding deeper and deeper into my hole. Finally all eight and a half inched had sunk into me and his ginger pubes rested against my own pale furry cheeks. “You feel that boy? Feel how easily my POZ cock slid into your hole? If you weren’t made for taking loads you would never have been able to take this fat meat so easily.” He flexed his cock inside of me, “You like having my POZ cock inside you boy?” “Yes.” “You want me to fuck you now?” “Yes.” “Breed you?” “Yes” “Yes what?” “I want you to fuck and breed me with your POZ cock.” “As you wish.” He pulled his cock from my hole in the same slow deliberate manor that he had pressed it in, allowing the head to pop out too and then with the same inescapable pressure slid back inside. The veins of his cock tickled and pulled at my hole sending electric wave up my body. I started groaning, begging him to fuck me in earnest. Chuck just smiled and kept slow fucking me for another minute before all of a sudden he slammed the full length of his cock into me with the entire force of his body behind it. I practically screamed. Then it was on, Chuck closed his eyes lost in the pleasure he got from plowing my hole, as he kept his promise of wrecking my hole for anyone else. I had never been fucked like that, I had never felt so connected to someone who was fucking my, I had never wanted someone as much as I wanted him in that moments. The room became hot and the smell of cum and sex filled the air, I felt beads of sweat drip from Chuck’s bucking body onto mine but neither of us cared. The sound of slapping flesh combined with we sloppy squish of my hole was the only sound in the room same my occasional whimper as his cock forced its way past my second sphincter. Chuck was a beast, he hammered away full force at my hole for nearly twenty minutes never missing a beat before he said, “I’m about to change your life kid. I’m going to flood your guts with the first of many POZ loads.” “Yeah give me your POZ load,” I pleaded. “Here it come slut.” Chuck bottomed out in me, the head of his flexing cock bursting past my second sphincter, his load firing deep into my guys. I felt the same heat as before but this time it was like the pleasant burn of whiskey going down your throat. Chuck’s load filled me like I had never been filled before, all of those loads before were somehow less powerful, less fulfilling. Chuck growled as he finished and ground his cock into me, working his load into my hole. “Oh my god,” I panted, “That felt amazing. “Don’t worry boy, there’s plenty more where that came from,” he flexed his still hard cock inside me, “We’ll get a half dozen or so of my loads pumped into your guts and then I’ll see about getting a few other POZ tops over here to make sure it takes.” Slowly, his cock never going down or leaving my hole, he began to fuck me again.

As Mike sat in the back of the car blind folded, his cock hard and leaking precum into his boxer briefs. He reflected back to where his desire for another mans cock all started. Remembering at the age of 14 with his best friend on a camping trip, showing each other their cocks. His buddy kneeling in front of him and taking him into his mouth and giving him his first blow job. Being so turned on that he wanted to know what it felt like to give one too. Returning the favor he took his best buds cock into his mouth and got his first taste of cock and the musky taste of his first precum. His first time getting fucked (total disaster). To meeting Bill, who would teach him how to take cock and only bare cock. After training his hole for cock, giving him his first load of cum. Mike was completely hooked after feeling Bills load inside of him. It was also Bill that encouraged him to start letting other men fuck him, telling mike that he was made for taking cock, and he should share his ass with other men. But to always remember. Bare only and no wasted loads. This of course led to taking anon loads over the years. All the different hotel rooms, bed rooms, parks, and book stores. Mike never contracted anything. He knew that he would eventually be pozzed with all the anon loads he took, but he always had the desire deep down that when it happened, he wanted to know when, where, and who it happened with. He knew that once he opened his hole to a cock he was giving himself over to the top and to his desires and needs. So when it came to when he was going to be converted, he wanted to have that little bit of control. The area that Mike lived in was very conservative. Plenty of guys liked to fuck and suck. But anyone that was poz was also on meds. So if he wanted a viral load he would have to travel for it. Such was life he thought laughing. One night her was on BZ reading the “Your last load” posts and stroking a little when he jumped into the Bug Chasing section. Even Knowing there wouldn’t be any grifters in his area, he looked anyway. He was looking through the posts when one in particular caught his eye. “Insemination Service Available”. Intrigued, he clicked on it.

My younger friend is 21, hot twink, loves being shared with dads and bears, is neg and on prep (for now) has a big soft spot for verbal kinky poz dads/bears 50+ into group sex where we pound him and pass him around. If you participate in group with him and both feel a connection, he is polyamorous and likes to form emotional, intimate bonds and relationships with poz men into neg boys.

Visiting Augusta the last weekend of June, can host in a hotel. A female friend wants to watch me be bred and or swallow loads.

1. Sunday Kelly was on spread out on her bed, naked. One hand was idly playing with her nipple. The other hand held a business card. Kelly looked at the card again. It was printed on thick paper, the letters making slight indentations in the paper. It felt expensive. She read it again. "Glen Mason. Photographer for Connoisseurs." There was a phone number written on it. She had gotten it the night before, at the club. She had been a bit drunk by the time Petra had come up to her. "I'm Petra. My friend thinks you hot," Petra had said, tilting her head to where Glen was sitting. Petra had towered over Kelly; nearly a foot taller than the 5'4 Asian girl. Petra had shockingly blond hair, another contrast with to the black-haired Kelly. Kelly looked over. Glen was a tall, skinny hipster guy, complete with a porn-star mustache. But it worked for him. He held up his drink and smiled. But rather than leading Kelly over to him, Petra leaned down and whispered into her ear. "He's a photographer. He likes beautiful things. Like you." "And you?" Kelly managed to say. "Have you ever been kissed by a girl?" Petra asked. Her breath was hot against Kelly's ear. There was something else getting hot, and that was hidden between Kelly's legs. Kelly felt her pussy grow wet. "No," Kelly said. Before she said anything else, Kelly reached down and ran her hand along the inside of her thigh. Almost involuntarily, Kelly spread her legs, giving the other woman ready access to her most intimate parts. It was almost a dream, the way the other woman's fingers had felt against her pussy, wetting just the tips before rubbing it over Kelly's engorged clitoris. Kelly moaned; she was happy it wasn't loud enough to attract any attention. Men never payed enough attention to her clit. They were all too eager to get inside her, and never spent enough time on what mattered. "Give my friend a call. It is really easy money and an experience you won't forget." Just as Kelley was getting into the woman playing with her, Petra pulled her hand away. She slid the card into Kelly's top, the thick paper rubbing against her breast. "Call him," she said, before disappearing into the crowd. Kelly looked up, trying to see where Petra had gone to. Her eyes met Glen's. He held his hand up to his ear, like a phone, and pointed to her with other. "Call," he mouthed, before standing up, and almost as quickly as Petra, disappeared into the crowd. She flipped over the card. It was still blank. She had expected more: an e-mail address, a website, anything to indicate exactly what a connoisseur meant here. Nor had searching for him on-line reveal anything at all. She thought about the tall Nordic girl, Petra, and how Petra's fingers had felt against her clit. Kelly couldn't help but reach down to touch herself. She was not surprised to find that her pussy was already wet. Two fingers slid between her lips, opening her up, as her thumb rubbed against her clit. And her phone buzzed. It was a mood-killer; the distinctive tone of a text from her grandfather. She sighed, and grabbed her phone from the bed table. "I saw your grades! No more partying! I want you to study properly." The original Chinese was much more emphatic. The phone buzzed again with a fresh message from her grandfather. "No more checks either." "Damn," Kelly said out loud. "Fuck you Grand Dad. Fuck You." She put down the phone; she knew better than to reply immediately. She picked up the card. She remembered what Petra had said about Glen. It was easy money, and it would be the ultimate fuck you to her family. If they cut her off, she would find a way. Posing nude was just that way. She picked up her phone. She started to text him, but remembered how Petra had emphasized "call" the night before. She stopped typing the message, and instead typed in the number, and pressed call. It took a second to connect, and then the phone rang twice. "Hello," a male voice said. "Is this Glen?" she stammered "Yeah," he said. "Who's this?" It was a bit gruff, but Kelly's body responded before brain could. Her free hand was already rubbing her clitoris; she could feel the heat coming off her cunt. "This is Kelly. Your friend gave me your card last night." "Oh yeah," Glen said. "You're the hot Asian, right?" Kelly was glad that Glen couldn't see her. Besides the fact she was playing with her pussy as he spoke, she was blushing at the compliment. "Yeah," she said. "I am." "Fuck yeah," he said. "Petra let me smell your pussy. Damn sweet." "Uh," she stammered. Her nipples tightened; it was almost painful how intense it was. But even that was arousing; it was both exciting and terrifying at the same time. A minute ago, it had seemed like a lark, something to annoy her family. Now it was far too real. In a moment of careless commitment, Kelly resolved that no matter what Glen next asked, she would say yes. "Why don't you come over tomorrow. We can do a test shoot." "Yeah," Kelly said, before she thought better of it. She was trying not to moan into the phone, as she continued to play with herself, forcing two fingers into her vagina. "Perfect. Make it one o'clock. I'll send you the details. And thanks for the call." "Uh, Thanks," Kelly started, but Glen had already hung up before she finished. The abruptness was a turn-on; she wondered what he would be like in person. She shivered at the thought, again, it was an unfamiliar mix of pleasure and fear. It was also fuel for her passion. Kelly let the phone drop, and reached for her drawer. She reached for her drawer, opened, and pulled out a vibrator. She turned it on, and pressed the pulsating shaft against her clitoris. "Mmmmmmmmm," she moaned, remembering how Petra's fingers had felt against her. As the vibrator pushed her closer to climax, unfamiliar thoughts bounced around her head. She wondered what Petra's cunt tasted like. She wondered how big Mason's cock was. She wondered how Mason's cum would taste when she licked it out of Petra's pussy. She moved the vibrator down from her clit, along her pussy-lips, before finally pushing it in. It wasn't a cock, but it was enough to push her over the edge. "Mmmmmmmm," she moaned, in the throes of passion. Kelly's body jerked and spasmed as the orgasm consumed her. Her mind went blank, with only the white passion of pleasure burning through it all. "Oh fuuuuck," she moaned. It continued until there was nothing left in Kelly's body. She was drenched in sweat, exhausted and depleted. Kelly managed to turn off the vibrator before her exhaustion got the better of her; it still fell against her cunt, the hard shaft reminding Kelly of a lover's cock. She closed her eyes. But, before she could fall asleep, her phone buzzed. She found the energy to read it. It was from Glen. She read it. "You were playing with yourself when you called me. What did you think about when you came?"

Fuckkk that's amazing. I love daddy/son roleplay. Wish I could do something similar with you, daddy. 😈

Ditch the girl friend and get a Boy Friend who can take care of you as you slide into the rabbit hole.

I grew up in rural Iowa so black men were pretty much nonexistent. It wasn’t until I went to college when I had my first BBC moment. First one was great, average type guy, nice big BBC. My favorite was a DL member of the football team. Offensive lineman. We were project partners for a class and it just happened. Late evening, drinks, horny, enough indicators I guess. He made his move. Being a bigger guy myself, there was a lot of beef romping in my apartment. He was about 6’5-6’6” and around 330. And a pipe that fit his size wonderfully. My god guys, I mean seriously. Think Pringle’s can. I always had to prepare if I knew he was coming over. Best time was getting to suck him and get fucked the night before the NFL draft. Unfortunately that was the last time I was able to get with him.

I have had that done to me as well. The pleasure stimulation combined with the head rush of knowing a you are so sloppy and used a guy can put his hand and cock in your ass and jerk himself off crates waves of deep ecstasy. It is great seeing so many other guys like me that have stretched out holes are proud of how loose they are and how much sexual use they have enjoyed to get that way.

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3-5 am was always the best time, I found.

I had not bred my load into anyone since February due to the quarantine, although I have been getting creampied by my long-term FB. I used my last HIV pill back at the end of February when I got furloughed and my insurance ran out. I figured since I was only taking loads, it wasn't that big of a deal. It's been three months without meds and there's not any doubt that I have a pretty high viral load, although I feel fine. Then last Saturday, an otter in the neighborhood hit me up on Scruff. I had just returned after going for a run and I was soaked with sweat. The otter and I chatted for a while and I noticed on his profile that he barebacks only. I asked him if he is on Prep and he said he normally is on it, but he hasn't been taking it since the beginning of March because he hasn't been hooking up in quarantine. I unlocked my private album for him and he saw that I have a 2 gauge Prince Albert. He commented that he had never been fucked with one but he wanted to try. I told him I was up for it. He asked if I had any poppers, and I said that I did, but they were old. In reality, a chemist friend of mine makes old school poppers (illegal now) and sells them to me. They really sent you to the sky and totally relax your hole. I hatched a plan. I told him to put on a jockstrap and send his address. The otter lives 5 minutes from me so I threw on a shirt, grabbed a bottle of the special formula poppers and hopped in my car. I found his place easily and walked up the stairs. The otter opened the door in his jock and we started to kiss as I stripped off my clothes. I handed him the poppers and pushed him onto his back on his bed. He huffed the poppers as I aimed my face between his leg strapped and started eating his hole. I commented about how the poppers were hitting him hard as he moaned at my tongue fucking of his cunt. I told him to get on his stomach. He was huffing as I continued to eat his hairy pussy, then I moved up and put my cock lengthwise along his crack and teased his hole with my cock head. He shivered and his hole tried to impale itself onto me. I teased him some more until I couldn't hold back. I pushed my head into him and my cock head lodged right at his ring. I pushed all the way into him in one steady stroke and he moaned and bucked. I head locked him with the crook of my arm so he couldn't squirm away. I was in him now and I wasn't going to pull out until he had a big slug of me toxic cum in him. He really has a fantastic feeling hole and I loved being in him. I was on top of him fucking him for about 15 minutes and I wanted to cum. I flipped him on his back and slid back into him and started pounding on his prostate. The pouch of his jockstrap was damp with his precum as he huffed again and I continued to pound the shit out of his pussy. Finally, I could feel myself getting close. I asked him where he wanted my load. He told me to breed him (which I was going to do anyway). I pounded for a while longer until I groaned and started cumming in him. I continued to slide in and out of him long after my last drop was milked out, just because I liked the feel of his ass. I pulled out and made a bit of pleasant chat and left. Yesterday, he hit me up and asked if I wanted to play again. I said I did. He asked again if I was undetectable, and I said yes. "Cool" he replied, because he was still not on Prep although he has a doctors appointment to renew his prescription. We are planning to get another dose or two of my toxic seed planted in him this weekend. Although he thinks he's just going to get fucked. Which is also true.

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As the months past the new hook ups increased then one day this guy came on. They were a couple and didn’t live that far away and their profile said safe only. They looked ok both in mid 40s and heavy set. I hadn’t done a threesome so decided to give them a go. We agreed to meet at their house. I went to the gym first and then showered and made sure all cleaned out. When I got there they were better than the pictures on their profile. The top just had cock size as large. We had a drink and chat first to break the ice and I started feeling a bit light headed and before I knew it we were heading upstairs to the bedroom. I was feeling very lightheaded and I’d only had a glass of white wine! We striped off and holy fuck he wasn’t just large he was XXXL! He was a good 12 inches long and my wrist couldn’t go round it either. I’d dreamt of a big cock but this was BIG. He assured me that with plenty of play first I’d be ok and yes for a good hour the three of us just played. I felt a bit sorry for the bottom as he seemed left out a bit but kept bringing him back into play. I was given some more wine and was soon very relaxed and light headed. He offered me poppers and I happy obliged. They too seemed stronger than I was used to. The dildos were getting bigger and I was just going with the flow. Eventually he said I was ready and let’s fuck. I just went along for the ride so to speak. I was so light headed I didn’t even say no when he proceeded to fuck me raw. Not that I’d have objected anyway. Oh my god it hurt! He wasn’t slow and shoved it in to the hilt in one big push. I tried to move forwards but was holding me still. For the next 40 odd minutes we changed positions and angles and oh god it was heaven. He was actually hitting spots I had never felt before. Eventually he started groaning and his breathing changed and I started to feel him coming in me with his warm cum. That too was something I’d never felt before. Once he pulled out his partner took his place and fucked me too. He didn’t last long and soon added his load in me. When he’d come he said that they hoped I liked their gifts! Gifts! They told me that they’d spiked my drink to relax me and they liked to put a poz load in a new face that they hadn’t seen before. I panicked at that and went to a clinic to get tested. I was negative.

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As you age you become aware that your true friends know your true self. If you’re a fuck slut pig bottom, they’ll figure it out enough. I’d rather have fewer friends who know what a sleaze I am than a whole bunch of people who think I’m some choir boy I’ll never be.

"What are you doing," Travis said as he comes back from the bathroom. "Just getting comfortable and high," I admit. I've striped down to my jockstrap. "You," I ask suggestively. Travis walks over to me and stands there with his crotch in my face. I undo his jeans and slide them down revealing his thick uncut dick. "You shaved," I said quite relieved that I wouldn't be dealing with a forrest of pubes. Straight guys are the worse at personal grooming. "It does make it look bigger," he admitted. Not that his dick needed to look any bigger. It wasn't as long as mine, but it was fat as hell. I first shaved my brother's pubes for him a couple of months after we started messing around on the regular. It seemed like it was going to continue and he wasn't freaked out fucking a guy - let alone his older brother. It was in the men's locker room at school. Mid-day when nobody was around I took him into one of the shower stalls, got on my knees, and trimmed his bush. It made us both hard. And that was the first time my younger brother fucked me in public. "Well. Suck it, faggot," he commanded while standing there in front of me. What Travis liked about fucking around with me is how rough and dominating he could be with me. In all of my actual relationships, I'm the strong commanding top. But with Travis I get off being humiliated and used. I started opening up to him about the boys I was fucking around with and the piggy stuff we did. It always intrigued him how guys could do things like go to bathhouses and take anonymous loads so easily. The first time he called me a trashy faggot I nearly came instantly. Through me he gets to do things he can't otherwise do: fuck raw, spit, rough house, etc. We've been on a trip exploring together. "U going to breed my queer hole," I ask? We both get pretty verbal. "I haven't jizzed in a week," he said bending me over the back of the couch and spitting on my hole for lube. "I'm going to use you all night, bro." And with that, the wonderful pain of a thick uncut cock sliding into my hole engulfed me. We fucked over the back of the couch for a little bit until Travis threw me onto my back on the couch and began plowing me deep with my legs in the air. We go back and forth between angry sex and sweet sex. In this position it's not uncommon for us to kiss passionately. And then for him to spit down my throat. Hot. After a while of getting used as a fuck hole by my straight brother, he finally empties deep in my guts. He doesn't stop right away. He continues to fuck my cum-filled hole and watching his dick slide in and out of my ass. He likes seeing his dick covered in cum sliding in and out of me. We eventually head into my bedroom. I've got a nice queen bed -- much better than the little twin back at college. When he stays over, my brother still sleeps in the same bed as me. He starts asking about my sex life. Lately he's enjoyed hearing of my conquests and shenanigans. He's always amazed at how gay guys can do random hookups and go to bathhouses. "Tell me about this boy of yours," he asks. "Well he's not really a boy," I tell him. I explain how Sam and I first meet online and had a party weekend together. And I told him how much he's been opening up about wanting to play around more and be an adventurous slut. "I think I may like him," I say. "He's not complicated and I don't think there'd be any issues with us playing together or separate. He really wants me to whore him out sometime," I tell my brother. "It'd be fun to take him to Palm Springs for a weekend and turn loose." "You'd go all the way to Palm Springs to go to a bathhouse," my brother asked? "No to a resort. We'd go for a long weekend. Part a little. And do random hook-ups by the pool during the day and in the sling at nigh," I said knowing that Travis has never seen a sling and that would blow his mind. "And you'd watch as he hooked up with other guys?" "Yea!" I said. "And wait for his hole to be full of random loads before I added mine to it. Fuck - that sounds hot!" I was getting excited thinking about it. "Where are the damn resorts full of slutty women," he said all defeated. "There are none. Hey! Wanna go with us?" I asked knowing the answer. "What, to a resort in Palm Springs to watch you fuck your boyfriend? What the hell would I do there?" "Well we would hang out, mostly. Get high and you can feel free to fuck around," I told him. "I don't wanna fuck men - only you." "Oh, that's sweet little bro. So.... come to Palm Springs and fuck me then. I'll get you flying so high that you won't care. And you can go to town on my gay ass out by the pool," I said. "Guys will get off watching you have your way with me outdoors." Now he was starting to think about it.

It's 7PM when I get to my older brother's condo in L.A. Steve has made dinner, which is cool. I'll say this for my big brother, he's got his shit together! He's got this great job in entertainment and a really sweet place. I'm out here trying to see if I can use his connections to find a gig. We spend the evening catching up. Steve has always been there for me and it's nice to chat with him again in-person. After dinner we hang out and share a joint. He's all fancy with his weed. Me, I hit the bong at home. I've known Steve was gay ever since we were kids. It never bothered me. He's always been just a cool older brother who would sneak me beers and shit. We're getting pretty high and I ask if he's seeing anyone. He tells me about this dude named Sam. They've been fucking, apparently for a few months and Steve is kinda into him. My boy is quite the aggressive top, it seems. We talk pretty freely about our conquests to each other. I wish I could get away with some of the stuff the gays can get away with. Sometimes you just want rough fuck. I hit the head. Damn, even Steve's bathroom is fancy. When I get back my brother is just in his jockstrap on the couch taking a hit off the weed. Guess I know what he wants. We started fooling around back in his college days. I figured if he liked sucking cock, why not let him. I'd go up there and stay with him some weekends. I told you, he's always been there for me. The thing was, there was just the one bed always. I made him blow me a few times and then we'd have to sleep together in his bed. I sleep naked. One night after a lot of beers and a BJ, we're laying there together. Out of nowhere he starts stroking my cock again. It feels amazing. He's got his back to me and starts rubbing his ass on my dick. That was the first time I fucked my brother raw in his ass. The sensation was amazing! Better than any pussy. And no rubber. Over time it became a regular thing with us and I felt safe experimenting. So did he. It's kinda' our thing now. Don't get me wrong -- I date women and love pussy. I've never been attracted to guys at all. But my brother and I get to fuck together and he lets me really get into it. He likes it when I pin him down, slap him around and call him my faggot fuck hole. That really gets him off. Walking into the living room now and seeing him in nothing but a jockstrap, I know we're in for a little fun.

I dump my second load of the night into Sam. I honestly didn't think I had two full loads in me, especially after that first round I loaded him with with not even an hour before. But he just sat on my dick, with my last load still in his guts, and went to town. I've been fucking this guy pretty regularly for a few months now. He's a little bit older by a couple of years, but really submissive and into being worked over by my dick pretty well. I think I'm starting to like this guy. But I can't believe I just told him about my brother! We never speak of that to anyone - ever. But it looks like it turned him on. The little pig. "Do you have any pics of him," Sam asks as we're lying there catching our breath. I grab my phone and start swiping. We couldn't be more different, Travis and I. At 5'9" I'm 165lbs with a swimmers build. My straight brother is worked out with bigger muscles that he likes to wrestle me to the ground with. Sam is quite taken by the photos. It really started between my brother and I when I was in college. He was up visiting one weekend. I had grabbed us some beers and we were hanging out in my dorm getting drunk. He was going on about how horny he was and how he wanted to find some college girls to use. I was saying how difficult it must be with women because of all the drama and courting you've got to do just to get laid. He agreed and said how much easer it must be to be with guys. Before I knew it he had his dick out next to me and was stroking it. I was confused but, whatever. He then said something I'll never forget. My younger brother said, "suck me off queer." We were completely drunk but I was like, "no way!" It was then that he grabbed my head and pulled it down onto his hard dick and said, "suck." I don't know what possessed me, but I obeyed and completely started blowing my straight brother there in my dorm. He leaned back and watched me go to work on his uncut dick, slurping around it. It didn't take long for him to erupt. His hand came down on the top of my head to keep it on his dick, forcing me to swallow his cum -- which I was going to do anyway, happily. When the last of his jizz was in my throat I sat up - completely hard myself. And then, in my drunken haze I did something almost on instinct but completely unexpected. I kissed my brother on the mouth. He didn't flinch. And when I pulled back he licked the side of his mouth where some of his come had come off from my lips. He didn't say anything but stood up to grab another beer. I was laying there, drunk, confused, hard and horny.

Part 7 I was so happy that he wanted to spend more time with me. I didn't want to leave this bed with him inside me. "I like that idea I said...uh...my phone is in my pants." He laughed. "Ok. We have to do this slow. Just raise yourself up slowly." He held my hips and helped guide me off his still hard cock. I looked down as I lifted myself up and could see his cum leaking from my hole. I had never seen anything so hot before. Finally his head popped out and what looked like a flood of cum came out with it. "Woah I knew you must have shot a huge load but you could have drowned me with that." "That's what you did to me son." I couldn't help but feel proud. Which got me hornier. Whenever I came before this time I was relieved and would need at least half an hour or so before I felt like I wanted to cum again. This time even though I came a ton I didnt lose any of that feeling. I grabbed my sweatpants and pulled out my phone. I sent a message in the group chat between me and my parents and was set. I never needed their permission really. They just always wanted to know where I was. "Ok, we're set" I said and crawled back to Mr. Kelly, my teacher, my dad, my first. "How are you feeling son? You ok with what we did? How it happened?" "Yeah that was amazing. I wanna do that all the time. Like...now?" He laughed. "Someone's feeling less shy." I blushed. He was right and I wasn't sure if it was a good thing. I suddenly worried that I would lose control. "I love it. I want you to keep sharing what you want and I want to keep teaching you those things and more." "Well...we've pretty much covered everything and more so everything else would be amazing." "I've got some ideas. If you think of anything else tell me and we can make it happen. It's best to explore new things with someone you trust. You trust me right son?" I nodded. I did. "Dad you just took my virginity and shot a huge load into me. I better trust you." We both laughed. "That's true son. The reality is that a lot of guys don't have their first times with someone they really trust so I'm glad you feel that way with me. So how about we shower and then we can turn on another movie and see what happens?" "Ok. Do you want to go first or should I?" "Oh uh ok why don't you go first. I'll get you a towel. Follow me and I'll show you where the bathroom is." We walked to the bathroom and he handed me a towel. "Oh I love those showers. I was at a hotel that had one once." "Yeah I had that rainfall showerhead put in just a couple weeks ago. It's amazing. I'll just be back in bed when you get out." He kissed my forehead and then walked out. My shower relaxed me again as I washed the cum and sweat off me. I was getting worked up again thinking about how I was getting clean for this man so he could fuck me again and get me dirty all over again. My hole was a little raw and it did feel a little sore when I ran my fingers and soap over it. But that didn't make me want it any less. When I came back to his room, he was sitting on his bed with shorts on and his laptop on his lap. I jumped up and sat with him with just the towel around me. "You smell good son. I'll take my turn now. Why don't you pick a movie this time?" "Ok. What site should I go to?" "You can go to any site you want but I do have a whole collection of stuff here in this folder. Up to you. Just know that I only have a certain type of video. I only have videos with bareback fucking and where the top cums inside the bottom. It's such a turn off for me if the top is wearing a condom or if the top pulls out and cums outside of the bottoms hole. What a waste." I never thought of it that way but I knew that after that day I would only watch bareback porn with the top cumming in the bottom. No wasted cum. He left to go take his shower while I looked around his folder. He had his folder divided into studio porn and amateur porn. He was so organized which made me laugh. I guess he really is a teacher. I looked to see if I recognized any of the studio porn that he had and turned a couple on. I was still in the habit of fast forwarding to the fucking and for these videos the part where the top came inside the bottom. He was right. It was really hot. I kept going back to the folder every couple minutes and then ended up in the amateur folder. There were a lot more videos in this folder and some folders inside it. I noticed that all of the folders in the amateur category had names on them. I randomly clicked on one called Justin. There were a few videos in the folder and I clicked on one. As it started I immediately recognized the room. It was Mr. Kelly's bedroom. Where I was sitting at that moment. There was another guy maybe a little older than me sitting right where I was. Right on the bed in shorts and a tshirt. And then I heard the familiar click. Mr. Kelly came into view with pipe in hand and brought it to the boy's mouth. He took a hit and blew a big cloud. I was fascinated and didn't hear Mr. Kelly walk in wearing just a towel. "I thought you might find one of my personal videos."

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): ed or Slut or Faggot or whatever u want Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 852 93668616 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Hong Kong Times you're generally not available: weekdays and late at night usually dont work for me Age: 29 Height: 5'7'' Weight: 134 lbs Ethnicity: Asian

Skate Park Pick Up - part 1 I love going to one of the local skate parks not far from a big name university on the Cali coastline. I don't skate- I spectate. During the hott summers most of the boys end up shirtless working their bodies into a sweat on the ramps and bowls. With their baggy pants that sag well passed their boxerclad butts, they all try to work themselves into sunkissed, toned Adonises wile trying to 'outman' the next. It's like watching a documentary on the posturing practices of hormonal apes- well, i guess it's the same thing,.. Either way, when I have a free afternoon, its nice to blow a couple of clouds before going to watch as young college meat (sometimes some of the local high schoolers show up but they are few and far between and easy to discern from the college boys) glisten on display in the hott Cali sun. I even sometimes take pictures (discretely!) -- or even video -- with my phone if a boy(s) is exceptional, which often happens... A Note About Me: I am in my early 30's (but could pass for mid 20's) and am a highly paid advertising/sales exec for a company you have heard of, which gives me a fair amount of spendable money and time. I have my vices for young meat and good party supplies- both of which have led to several great interactions with the local student population. College boys are so willing to trust and open up to me for some reason, and I'm not complaining. Most of them just see a friendly guy in me willing to provide. I have many stories about my own conquests of young flesh and many that other hunters like myself have told me over the years... This, 'Part 1' is the story of Jordan- one stupid, hurt soul who's life I forever changed--- It was a hot Tuesday afternoon in August. I knew the freshman were starting to fill the city in droves, bringing waves upon waves of fresh, horny meat from all over the country. Any hunter like myself knows this is the best time to pick off the easy prey- first time from home with the smallest feeling of freedom and rebellion against their former lives. I had smoked a small bowl heavily laced with T before going to the skate park that day, and was decisively horny and hunting. Upon my arrival it seemed like the usual lazy day with really nothing more than the promise of some good shirtless pics to show for my efforts. After an hour or so there was suddenly some commotion on one side of the park. One kid was literally baseballing a parking pole with his board screaming, "Fucking Bitch! Fucking Bitch! Who needs her sorry cunt?! I'll get plenty of pussy out here and then she'll see who the real COCK is!" He was a stunning piece of young man. The taut muscles of his arms and back flexed and glistened with sweat as he swung his wood against the pole ( ) He was maybe 5'8" 120lbs of lean boy, with long dark hair which covered most of his face. His skin was so white that it could almost glow in the dark. He had no piercings or tattoos which made me unsure of his age, but his rage certainly showed he was man enough to be prey. He continued to beat his board against the steel pole (making quite the scene) while a couple of other guys tried to calm him down, but this kid was not having it. He lashed out at them, telling everyone within eyesight to 'Fuck Off', throwing his board into the air and walking off towards to busstop. Anticipating a fight or something from when the commotion started, I had already turned my phone onto video and was recording as he made his way to the street. Suddenly, he spotted me- "Dude, are you recording me?!" I quickly turned my phone off and got into my car as he approached me shouting "Dude, What the Fuck?!" I tried to assure him that I had not been recording him but was watching him as I was simply texting. .... If there is interest in the story: A lot more to cum....

e had been chatting earlier in the morning, when we were both sleepy and horny. I think we both took a two hour nap and woke up hornier and happier for it. He asked if he could come over; I had taken a quick shower earlier, so I said sure. It was an unofficial company holiday; the CEO had told us to take a day off, so there was nothing stopping me. He quickly said he was in the cab. With the sense of freedom, I did a few hits from a joint. As they soaked in, I had the idea to measure out a bit of G. One ml and some orange juice later, I was ready for him to arrive. It was only a few minutes later that he was at the door. We were both in heat. It had been a week for me, and longer for him. I think we were both on a bit of G; we were both quickly very touchy and exploring, kissing the entire time. It didn't take long for us to get naked, and we quickly got into bed from there. We made out a bit longer, then I made him sit on my face. What I remembered most from the last time we had hooked up was how perfect his ass was. It was thick and meaty, and they spread apart readily to expose a perfect Brazilian pucker. I immediately went about rimming him. It had been a while since I had eaten a really nice asshole, and I savored it. I almost thought about just eating him out and jerking off, but his ass was too ideal not to fuck. Instead I just gave thanks that I was able to eat him out, and that shortly, my cock would be pounding his hole. The G was really starting to kick in, and that warm, connected sense of happiness filled me. I redoubled my rimming, and he thanked me by sucking me off. We continued sixty-nineing for several minutes, he sucked me, I rimmed him. I could have easily done it all afternoon, but after feeling his mouth, I really wanted to fuck him. We tried him sitting on me, but that wasn't the right position. I flipped him on his back, spread his legs and rested one on my shoulder. Then, his ass and my shaft lined up properly. Just to make sure, I gave him a long hit of poppers before I took some myself. As the drug hit us, I pressed in. I realized that we hadn't talked about safety, but then, I had fucked him raw last time as well. In any case, I slid into him easily, and as we made out, I took my time exploring his hole. Under the influence of the poppers and G, my mind drifted into sleazier places. I wanted to spit in his face and smear my snot over him. He had already taken my dick, and was telling me to cum in him. This would be just a little addition. But, that fantasy disappeared when he whispered into my ear. "It's all yours," he said. "My hole. It's all yours." My dick throbbed. I love that moment of abandon, when a bottom starts to enjoy getting fucked just as much as I'm enjoying fucking him. It's an important milestone in a good fuck. Then he gave it all over; I wondered how far I could take him before he pushed back. I had half a mind to find a bit of tina, and smoke him out. I wanted to know how far I could take him. But actually, the G worked in my favor, and I was distracted by how nice his ass was. I slapped it around a few times, the muscular globes warming up with each spank. Then I flipped him back over, and we were kissing when the "Stay Alert - protect yourself." ad came on. It seemed painfully ironic to the moment. I had invited a near-stranger into my house for the express purpose of exchanging fluids. Basically, the absolute opposite of the ad. Even as the ad was running, our faces were pressed against each other, my thick quarantine beard against his smooth cheeks. Sometimes we'd make out, sometimes we'd just nuzzle each other. Everything about the morning was designed for transmission: from our radically unsocial undistancing to our barrier-free fucking, it was unsafe and sexy. If he was thinking about what we were doing, he didn't say anything. Instead, he just arched his back and let me get even deeper into his hole. Really, it had been less than a week since Patrick had come over and let me fuck him, but there was something about lock-down that made the days seem that much longer. I savored the moment: the next piece of ass may be tonight, or it may be next week. Finally, I flipped him back on his back, and he started to jerk off. As he got closer, he squeezed his ass tighter, clenching my dick hard. It was just the sensation I needed, and we ended up shooting together. I had forgotten how good it felt inside a guy's hole as he came; my own spurts were synchronized with his. He shot a pretty big load, two thick puddles across his chest and stomach. I leaned in and licked it up. I think the quarantine-beard was too ticklish. Nevertheless, I licked up all of it, then kissed him deeply. We made out a bit, then slowly he got dressed. We talked about how we had both had recently had some bad sex -- mine was a cocksucker that just couldn't, and his was a guy who's dick was too small to pound him. We talked about how the morning had been anything but our recent history. Finally we kissed good-bye, and said we shouldn't wait six months for the next one.

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

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

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

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

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So I was traveling through northern Louisiana last week when I stopped for the evening. I wanted to get slammed. I needed loads. But there were several hours of sunlight left. Experience has taught me that I can get loads in the late afternoon, but then interest tapers off through suppertime until after sunset when it picks up again. The rundown motel room faced west, the afternoon sun shining around the curtain edges. It was hard to make the room dark like I like it. I used towels around the curtain edge, taped the door lock with gorilla tape for easy opening, put my valuables in the room safe, laid out a couple different lubes, a wash cloth, brown poppers bottle, butt plug, and posted the Grindr ad: "For NOW. Strictly bottom, in jock that stays on, cleaned and douched, ass up ready for breeding. Anon, dark motel room, door ajar, push on door, get yourself hard, mount up, pump, dump, zip and go. No talking! No watchers or other bottoms. My ass pic only." I left a couple condoms on the bedside table a foot away from the lubes for the 'safe' breeders but only after they somehow got pinholes through the wrapper. If they wanted one, it was there. There was some replies within a half-hour. One looked promising and was ready to go. I wasn't ready yet and told him I was still working but would be finishing soon. Hopefully he would not lose interest or find another bottom. I used the time to get cleaned out and to make sure I was ready to get mounted . I lubed my butt plug and worked it a bit, loosening my hole so that if the first guy slammed too hard it wouldn't rip me too early. I wanted to take as many loads as I could get and it sucks when the first guy is too big or too rough and ruins me for the night. I texted him back when I was ready. He was only 1435 feet away. There was no picture and no description in his profile. I gave him the room number, stacked a couple pillows, bent over them on the bed, feet just off the edge, and pushed in some lube. I didn't have much time. He was too close. By the time I pulled my blindfold on he was pushing on the door. I put my phone down and closed my eyes, then took a strong whiff of my own poppers, my adrenaline still a little fast in anticipation. He took in the scene, knew it was for real, and I heard him pulling down his zipper. Seconds later he was stroking his hardening cock up and down my ass crack. And then he pushed. There was a little pain but he wasn't rough and guided it firmly straight in until he bottomed out. He paused, then started slow stroking. He grabbed my hips and started rocking into me. I was still getting used to his deep stroking when he jerked a couple times, then real slowly pulled all the way out. I didn't feel him shoot, but I knew he had. He stepped back, cleaned off his cock with the wash cloth, zipped up, opened the door and left. I gave him a few moments to get in his car, then pulled my phone out and thanked him for his load. "np" was the reply. One down. I checked my phone but it was quiet. I reached back and felt my asshole. It was wet. I grabbed my butt plug and pushed it in. I love to keep the loads in me. I got up and wondered how I could make the room darker. The sun was not my friend. I grabbed a swig of Southern Comfort, pulled out my iPad and started stroking to some Last Load stories. A few more replies came in. One wanted to come over to watch? "Did you read my profile?" He said he had but was hoping to give me a blowjob. What part of no watchers or bottoms did you not understand? I blocked him. But suppertime was approaching. It's always slow. Too late for the working, family men and too early for those needing to pound one out to help themselves sleep. I took the opportunity to get some food myself, anxiously waiting for sundown and the night crawlers to come out. "How many loads?" was the next message. "Just one, but it is a Tuesday" I replied. "Let me know when you have more. I like it sloppy and wet." Will do. Though I know many won't show up. It was starting to get dark when the next message came in. He was 23 miles away. Too far. Generally I don't respond to those that far away but it was slow. "I don't want you to see my face. Is it truly anonymous?" I replied that it was, that I had a blindfold and even I would not see him. "Can we start with a BJ?" No, I replied. Getting hard is on you. He asked why that was and I said because I was there to get fucked, not get guys hard as I've had many that couldn't get into the scene I wanted. He said he understood but had never done this before. He asked for more pics. I sent him my ass pic. He never replied. Sunset had come. The next message came from six miles away. "I need to dump a load. I have a big black dick. Room number?" I replied I would give it when I saw he was within a few hundred feet as I have had a few "no-shows" and "wanna come laters" who showed up only after I had locked the door for the night. "I'll need $50 for my phone bill." No. Not interested. I blocked him. It was another 20 minutes before the next message. It was a 30 year old who was a mile away. "Gotta work break coming. You ready?" I replied I was. I checked his profile and he was a black top looking for now. Perfect. "omw" he replied. I quickly got ready again, pulled the plug out, put some new lube in, plugged in a couple nightlights in strategic locations that just let enough light in that he would see my ass and the night stand, then turned the lights off. "Room number?" was the next text. "141. First floor, back corner, push on the door." I assumed the position. Then the next message came. "Nearby. Need to unload. You ready?" Shit. "I will be ready shortly." Then my door opened. I put the phone face down and slipped my blindfold on without looking towards the door. I felt a finger, then my ass was slapped hard, but I maintained my position and composure. I heard him undress, grab the lube off the nightstand, and heard the condom wrapper. Damn. After a few moments, he was pushing in and he was in a hurry. He started stroking and went deep. I grabbed the covers and held on. He pumped for a few minutes, rotating from side to side as if trying to widen me, then grabbed my shoulders and pulled himself tighter inside me. I heard his breathing as he clearly was unloading into the condom. He finished, pulled out, and 20 seconds later the door was opened, then closed. I waited a few seconds, sent a thank you text, then got up to stretch my legs. I looked down for the condom, then saw the wrapper was curled but was still unopened! I felt my asshole and felt the wetness. Yes!!! "I'm across the street. You still there?" It was the guy who texted me when the last guy was entering my room. "Yes. Sorry. Had a phone call." I immediately gave him the room number and got back into position. I never even looked at his profile. I didn't know how old, big, race, nothing. Who cares? I'm here for loads. The door opened again within three minutes I already had the phone face down on the blanket, ass in the air, blindfold on. I knew I was dripping. Maybe he would think it was lube. Damn if the first thing he did was grab my ass and stick his tongue in deep. He started slurping. He had to be tasting the earlier loads. Next thing I knew he stood up and shoved his cock in without fanfare. Yes! And he was a man on a mission. He wanted rapid fucking, the kind that often leaves me sore and dry. But he didn't care and I did what I was supposed to do -- I took it. And he unloaded. He wasn't huge but damn it felt really wet and sloppy. "Bitch, you're mine. I'll be back. Answer when I text you right away." Um. Okay. Sure. I heard him zip and leave. I sent another "thank you, Sir" text. I flipped over and laid on my back, catching my breath. I had some loads now. I could sleep. I started to doze when that Grindr notification tone dinged twice in my ear. I pulled out my phone and looked at the message, seeing that I had also been tapped. "Do you like being raped?" Hmm. I wonder what that means. "What does that mean?," I replied. "Sometimes I like to get rough and fuck hard. Can you take it? "How big are you?" "You won't complain. I'm nearing your exit on the interstate. Room?" "I don't mind a little rough but I'm not looking for scars, blood or shit play." "Good. I don't either. But I will be on top of you a lot." I was certainly a little cautious but still ready for more loads. "You read my profile, you know what to expect. If that's what you need, my ass will be up." and included my room number. "Get ready. Keep it dark." I then looked at his profile. He was a 22 year old student, also a wrestler at a black college down the highway. Really nice huge dic pic, black as coal. Okay, I would be ready. I think. Five minutes later, I heard the door open. My blindfold was on. He undressed and crawled on the bed in front of me. Uh-oh. I was here for ass fucking and he wanted a blowjob. I had my blindfold on. It smelled a little rank but again I did what my top wanted and started licking up and down. He started getting hard. I love the feel when they start growing in my mout -- shit! What was that? He wasn't alone! Some guy just grabbed my ass and shoved two fingers in! Crap. I usually don't do tag teams and didn't expect it. The guy in my mouth put his hands on my head and started thrusting deeper, almost to the point of making me puke. But I kept licking and swallowing, taking it all in when WHAM! A huge cock was slammed in my ass without any preliminaries. God, that hurt! It was painful! Was I truly being raped? I almost bit down from the sudden movement but the dude in my mouth told me if I bit him I would regret it for the rest of my life. I was in over my head. Not because I didn't love group scenes (I did) but because usually even though I'm the bottom I've always had some control. This time it wasn't happening. I was truly being taken. And it hurt. I felt a slap on my face. "Keep it wet, asshole." I realized then my mouth had dried and I was desperately trying to get some saliva going. Then a sudden deep thrust into my ass. The unknown second man was clearly unloading in me. He told the guy in my mouth to come try this ass. He continued to stroke, clearly emptying his balls completely. He pulled out and grabbed the bed cover and wiped himself off. As he went to the bathroom to further clean up, the man in my mouth came around and mounted me immediately. He started slow but started rabbiting like he was ready to dump. He grabbed me by the shoulders, put all his weight into it, and slammed deeply into me pushing all earlier loads was inside. Wow! It was nearly over. The man leaned down and said to me, "My friend is not done yet. Don't move or he will hurt you." I froze. I was scared. He got up and started to get dressed. He then opened the door, but I stayed still. His friend was still in the room. "We gave you what you wanted whether you knew it or now We didn't use rubbers. And you've been flooded like we've done to many fucks just like you. Now stay still and whatever you do don't move." I was clearly shivering. Then I felt it on my back. What the fuck -- he was writing on my back!??? He stood up, shoved two fingers in my ass, pulled out and stuck it to my lips and simply said, "taste it." I did. And it was bittersweet. He removed his fingers, then got up and exited the room without shutting the door. I kept waiting but it didn't shut. I heard a car engine start and the car pulled away. I felt safe enough to get up and locked the door. Whew. My breath had gotten back to normal. I turned on the light and checked the mirror. I turned my back and read what he wrote. "Seeded by (university name) BBC cocks. He'll never go back." I grabbed some Southern Comfort, stuck the plug in, and drifted off to sleep with a smile. I didn't realize until morning I had forgotten to thank them.

This is my first story and English is not my mother tongue. So if there are some mistakes, please excuse me. Some time ago I went on a local tour of the city's bars with my best friend. A fixed point was always that we in the sling, as the name of the bar looked in and each of us enjoyed ourselves. We ordered a beer and then went into the darkroom, where there was exceptionally something going on. I got on my knees and blew the tail of some guys, my friend let himself be spoiled. Suddenly I heard the guy who blew him go and my friend said too bad he didn't go on. I took the chance, switched to him and started to blow him. At some point my friend said, swap mouth for ass. I didn't get asked twice and turned my ass towards him. His comment was just that it really works and he already started to introduce his best piece into me and fucked me for almost a quarter of an hour. When he came inside me, which was really a lot of cum, it just ran out of my butt. Unfortunately, he left the bar immediately afterwards and wrote to me that he hadn't found anything to fuck and therefore he had left the bar before me. Too bad that I recognized his voice and I knew exactly who was fucking me. A few days later, however, he said that I was very receptive, at least he would have heard.

Rarely does the conversation about condoms or status come up. At least 90% of the time it’s bareback. I do like feeling the cum running down my leg.

Putting it into your mouth while it’s still soft, and feeling it get harder as you suck on it. Hearing the guy’s moans and his hands on the back of your head, thrusting himself into your warm mouth. Then, he rewards you with his warm seed. Nothing better than that.

Round 2 I couldn't resist. I knew I needed to do it again. All anonymous, just more cock and more loads. I reran my Grindr post two days later in another motel in another town. I had to change rooms once. I told the clerk it was because someone had apparently smoked in this non-smoking room but the real reason was because when I put tape over the door lock it wouldn't stay closed, the hinges misaligned. I needed my guests to be able to just push on the door to gain access without me having to get off my knees on the edge of the bed to open the door. I was done with work earlier than normal but not early enough to catch the afternoon crowd. I knew there would be little response during the supper hours, at least not until after dark. And that is exactly how it panned out. It seems I catch little interest on a mid-week evening and being summertime the daylight stayed out longer. Bored, I cleaned out thoroughly, had a few drinks, read a few Last Load stories while stroking but without trying to cum. I dozed off when I was awakened by the Grindr notification brrrpp, a sound I recognized immediately and have even heard in public a few times. "Got condoms?" "On the nightstand" I replied. My bio goes out of the way to say I take loads but falls short of mentioning condoms. Sigh. But I needed that first starter cock, raw or not. His bio showed a man about 30, young face, lots of tats, sixteen miles away and kinda rough looking. He asked if the room was dark. It wasn't yet but the sun had now set so it wouldn't be long. He said he needed a shower as he couldn't even stand his own smell but would be right over afterwards. He asked for the room number but I told him I didn't give that out until a man was within a few hundred feet according to Grindr's GPS. I told him it was because I had too many no-shows or guys who show up after I've called it a night. He understood. He asked if he could bring a friend but I said I didn't do groups in motel rooms, preferring to save that for bathhouses. He said okay. I didn't hear back from him for about a half-hour. The sun was gone and the room was truly dark now except for a night light I bring to put a dim light to my ass and the nightstand where the lube and poppers were near the front edge, the condoms near the back edge hopefully discouraging being seen too easily and used. He was on his way, still 15 miles though. He asked for reassurance it was dark as he didn't want to be recognized. I told him it was but I'm thinking to myself why did he put his picture up on Grindr? Twenty minutes later, he messaged me he was nearby. Sure enough, 492 feet away. "You read my bio, right?" He replied he had with, "Yep. No talking. Pump and dump." Good. He understood. "Room 135. Just push on door." I put down my phone, turned on my hidden infra-red camera, lubed up and assumed the position, jockstrap on with ass up in the air and then put my blindfold on. My heartbeat increased a bit when I heard the door open and close, but as soon as his hand brushed my ass I relaxed. I heard his zipper go down (my absolute favorite sound!), then his pants fell off and he kicked them away. He stepped up and started rubbing his full but still soft cock up and down my crack. After about a minute, he put his hand on my neck and turned my head sideways and down as he pushed his cock into my mouth. He needed help getting hard. I wasn't a fan of giving head at pumpndumps but he needed it. Putting my best into it, I had him super hard within two minutes when he roughly pushed me back into position and started stabbing for my hole. He was forceful, got it lined up quickly, and just shoved hard. Ugh. It was a ripping pain, the kind that has me making sounds of pain from my lips. Damn if that didn't excite him. He didn't rabbit but he pulled back all the way out and shoved it back in several times rapidly, my sphincter clearly be abused. It dawned on me he hadn't had time to rubber up. I was getting it raw after all. "Brrrpp." The Grindr notification sound. I ignored it. I was getting fucked deep. My man grabbed my hips and pulled me back on to him for the deepest penetration. Then he reached around for my tits. I don't have any but guys still do that for some reason. Then he starts making those unmistakable noises of a man about to take what is rightfully his to use. He fires in deeply, my heels going upwards to his ass to push him in further, and he gives me all he has to give. He lays on top of me for about ten seconds (which always feels much longer), then gets up, lightly taps my ass twice, gets dressed and leaves. I stay exactly like I am until I hear his car pull away, the sign that he is not coming back. I pull off my blindfold, then grab my phone and send him a quick thank you. He replied, "No, thank YOU!" He's happy. I hope he's around next time I'm in town even if it was a bit rougher than my usual anonymous fuck. Back to Grindr. There were actually four notifications but I only heard one sound. It looks like three Grindr ads and one guy with no picture asklng, "Looking?" I check his bio again. It simply says he is Latino and a top. But it also shows him just 600 feet away. I wonder if I'm ready right away or if I need a break for a few minutes when he messages, "I'm by the restaurant out front. Room number?" This is exactly what I like. No pictures. No status. No endless messaging or talking. Complete anonymity (and risk) at its finest. I sent him my room number and crawled back on the bed. Blindfold in place, he was pushing on the door as I stuck my phone under the pillow. Thirty seconds later he was undressed and behind me, bent over and asks me, "How many loads you got in you?" I raise my index finger. I hear a muttered, "Oh yeah" and he slams it in deep in one stroke. He knew I was lubed from the last guy and he just went right for it. This dude was hard! It felt like a steel bar. I quickly feared I was getting sodomized by some sort of foreign object when I felt his balls slap my ass. Whew! It knocked the wind out of me. But he let me get used to it before he started stroking. It didn't take him long at all. He asked, "Where do you want it?" to which I replied by shoving my ass all the way back onto his cock while using my heels to hold his ass. A few quick jerks and he was done. He backed up, grabbed a washcloth at the sink, wiped himself off and got dressed. He thanked me as he was opening the door to leave and said he hoped we could do it again next time with just him alone. Then he closed the door. I was puzzled by that "just me alone" but pulled out my phone as I let my knees slip down to the mattress to rest. One minute later, I received a message from the first guy. I guess he felt the need to tell me he brought his friend over my objection and they just took turns with one waiting a few hundred feet away. Okay. I can live with that. It explains why the second guy was so close. I thanked them both and said to look for me next time and we might do a threesome. I got up off my stomach and immediately felt the cum trying to egress my hole. I stuck a finger in, smelled the bleachy scent, and licked my finger clean. I was actually pretty tired but I craved more. Usually I wait for guys to answer my ad as many are looking for love and not hookups, but I saw there were a few guys within a couple miles who were looking for "right now" and NSA. I "tapped" a couple guys to see if any responded. One replied with "Ass pic now" so I sent it to him. I never send them unless I'm asked. When they ask for a face pic I tell them that my ass is all they see when they come in. Some are interested and those are the ones I message with. He seemed aggressive so I sent it. "Room number" was all he wrote back. He must have like what he saw. He was 1-2 miles away. I asked him if he read the profile and he said, "Of course. What's the fuckin room number?" A little hesitant but still in need I gave it to him. I then read his full bio. "29, black, 6'5", 270 lbs, and "I'll make you feel every inch and I cum in cup-sized loads." I added a little more lube and got into position when I heard a diesel truck pull up. "Coming in" was his text. I put down the phone and the blindfold on. The door opened and shut. He said, "Nice ass. I'd like to hit it for a while but I'm in a hurry. I hope you're ready. I gotta get to work in a few." I heard him strip and put his clothes on the chair. No foreplay. He started getting himself hard with one hand while pushing two really thick fingers from his other hand into my ass. He felt the wetness and said, "I guess there is no need to lube" right before he stuffed that huge salami into me. He became a man on a mission but he was a gentle giant. He pushed me forward onto my belly and then put his entire weight on top of me, his cock well seated in me. He starts moving side to side and in circles and changes direction, clearly widening my hole as he plows me. His mouth near my ear, he says, "I don't know my status but I want to unload in you. So it's your call. Do you want my seed or do you want me to shoot somewhere else?" In response, I again started pushing back on my man but I moved as if I was pushing him off me. He said, "Too bad, because I already finished. " With that he stood up, slapped my ass hard, and got dressed. He saw my butt plug by the nightstand, grabbed it and pushed it in me. Catching my breath still from this whole scene, his parting words were, "Hold it all in until it is absorbed inside you. There is a lot of cum in there." As I heard his truck pull away, I smiled. Three loads is enough for tonight. I messaged him a thank you. He replied with "Keep my babies warm." I got up, turned off my hidden IR camera. Then crashed.

PART 8 As if the adrenaline from the sex wasn’t enough, hearing him tell me he was poz just pushed it further. “Get on your back”, Steven ordered. I immediately complied and instinctively pulled my legs up, so that my now twice fucked hole was exposed. “Oh.... oh fuck yeah.look at that crummy boyhole. Your first time here and already leaking cum out of your little hole. There is nothing sexier on earth than a fresh young stud discovering he is a cumdump. And fuck yeah, you are the sexiest one ever. You hole is so hungry, isn’t it?”, he whispered. “I need it so bad!” I almost cried out. And I did need it. Being in that sleazy place and in that tiny room, the stink of cum and men and sex, this amazingly sexy older guy about to fuck me. I was in a place where it was all horny sexy gay men, fucking and sucking, showing off their sexy bodies and beautiful cocks... everyone there for one purpose, to relish every moment of being free to have any kind of hot man sex they want, a focus on cock and cum and holes. Men worshipping men. And here i was, 18 and in a little over an hour, i’d Been completely seduced by it all. And so when Steven asked if I needed it, I can’t tell you how much that in that moment, the only thing on earth that mattered was having him inside me. Shooting sperm deep into my guts. He spit on his hand and stroked his cock, before lining it up with my hole. Our eyes were locked as he slowly worked his Cock head past my ring, til he pushed thru and half his cock slid in me and my eyes rolled back. After a brief pause to make sure I was ok, he continued working his cock, slowly beginning to slide in and out. As my hole opened up for him, he began to fuck me harder, he was still not all the way in. He was much more aggressive than the first two and didn’t say much of anything, just groans and grunts. Since he went from 0-60, I was just trying to catch breath, as he was fucking it out of me. He was really pounding me now, sliding almost all the way out and then deep into me. It jabbed and hurt in that good way bottoms will understand. Finally, as I was practically hyperventilating, he started to mutter thru cleanched teeth., “ oh fuck, here it comes. Fucking here it comes. Fucking big load. Big load. Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah. Gonna shoot. Gonna shoot. Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah!!!!!!””, the last part much louder as he drove deep and began to spurt blast after blast of hot poz cum into me. I clenched down on his cock, wanting to milk it all out of him, wanting every single drop of his precious seed. My legs were wrapped around him pulling him in. I could feel his cock pulse as he tried to make sure I had all of his semen inside me. Slowly he withdrew and I tried to clamp my hole shut. I didn’t want it leaking out. I had three loads of cum in me now, all hiv positive. I was in Stevens room, having just had his cock flop out of my hole a minute prior and already I was thinking that I still had my key, but my towel was gone. And walking nude thru the halls back to my room might attract another hot Top. Another. Because even though my hole was now pretty raw, I still wanted another. I kissed Steven and then rolled off the bed and stood up on very wobbly legs. “Thank you so much Steven. And... and if you see me here again, please take me back to your room again and do all of this over,” I said with an embarrassed grin. “Oh Chris I can’t wait to fuck you again. And I get the feeling you aren’t done yet tonight either. You have the hottest ass ever. And now it has my cum in it,” he replied. I slipped open the door and completely nude, started my walk down the hall.

PART 6 Ron slowly pulled his cock out of me. I was still getting my breath back. My cock was still hard, as I lay on my back, leg muscles tired from being hoisted up. “Why don’t you lay back and rest up a moment and let me go find you a new friend.” And before I could even reply, he was out the door and I was left in his room. Alone, I finally had a moment to consider what had just happened. I had no idea what time it was, but it couldn’t have been more than a few hours since I got here. And everything has changed. All the time of being safe and careful had been washed away in a night. Now maybe the first time, it had been a surprise and I could tell myself it just happened. But with Ron, I knew. He told me had HIV and I didn’t stop him. I actually asked him to fuck me. Two men I didn’t know a few hours ago had both seduced me and gotten me to let them bareback me. They had gotten me so worked up that I actually asked them to cum inside me. What had happened? And how could getting fucked without a condom feel so much better? Cuz it felt like 1000 times better. But Chris, why didn’t you ask them to pull out? I was afraid to answer that. I didn’t even really understand it yet. But it had seemed important. Vital. Like I needed it. Why? I was clean. And two older guys had both made me feel like I had to have their cum in me. Their HIV pozitive cum. And they had shot deep. In my mind I could picture the jets of cum splattering inside me. Coating my guts. Hot white potent man cum. Poz cum. Soaking into me. Thinking about this I tried to make sure I clamped my hole shut. What they had said about them being inside me forever, it sounded so right. I was still afraid and knew later I’d probably freak out more, but now as I lay back on a dingy cum stained mattress with the thin white sheet covering it, the mirrored wall opposite me and porn playing on the small tv, I just wanted more. I admitted to myself right then. I lay there waiting. I knew Ron would be back with a guy that knew he was going to fuck a bareback bottom. And I just kept wishing for another hot older guy in his 40’s with a huge cut cock. And please let him shoot a massive load. And fuck I hope he is poz. I couldn’t pretend I didn’t think it. Because i kept thinking it over and over. I wasn’t going to fight it, this feeling of needing not just cum in my hole, but poz cum. And as all this was rushing thru my head and the thought of poz cum kept repeating over in my mind, the door opened and in walked Ron, and behind him was his friend that he had found.

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