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I have a fantasy; One day I'm horny as fuck in a new apartment in a sketchy neighborhood. I hadn't realized when I moved in it was SO sketchy and that I was next to a black drug dealer. I'd seen the Boss and his buddies coming and going. All of them were huge bull studs, 6'6", 250 -300 lbs of solid rippling muscle, not an ounce of fat on any of them. I try to be friendly wherever I go, always helps to have good neighbors. Now, I'm a really small guy, 5'3", 140 lbs, very compact, solid, defined. I'm very well hung for my size, a real 8"x6" that gets titanium hard when I'm turned on. I'm lightly furry, nice thick 5 I clock shadow and generally considered a nice catch when out cruising. Because I have a deep voice most guys think I'm an exclusive top. I'm quite versatile though but my secret is I'm a size king. I do enjoy partying and when I do I love to bottom for big dicks. I've never told anyone it was too big, so when I saw these massive bulls my hole started to pulse, and my tongue must have been dragging on the ground salivating. I didn't realize I'd been staring so hard when one of the biggest brutes came over to me "Sup, you new to da hood, bro. What a whi' boy lak yew doin heah?". His voice was a profound deep basso, my hole twitched even more. I told him I just moved to the city and was looking for a great flat in a funky neighborhood, it was a great place and the price couldn't be beat, so I took it. Guy stuck out a hand the size of a dinner plate and rumbled "mAh name is Tee, I'm da boss round heah. You ain't 'fraid?" I told him I might be small but I could handle myself and I liked edgy neighborhoods and my flat seemed very secure. Tee rumbled "You parTEE, boy? " I knew exactly what he said and the inflection it conveyed, my hole went wild, clutching and spasming! I tried to be cool and said cautiously " I like 420, and sometimes some other things". Tee said,"It Fridee, we parTEE all weekend. You come by Tonite, we get down, heah? WelCUM yew to da hood". I gulped said as calmly as I could "sure, see you later.* When I shook his hand his huge paw completely engulfed mine. As I turned to go back inside my place I heard him say quietly to on of his cohorts "Lookit da pussy on dat boi, damn.." I pride myself on my physical condition and work out regularly, especially on my legs and butt. Around 6 I started a very long involved clean out. I really didn't know if this was a meet and greet or a total depraved fuck fest, so I decided to be prepared for whatever. By 8 I saw some of Tee's buddies arriving. Jesus, those guys were BIG! They were all thickly muscled, all had tank tops or skin tight T shirts that showed off incredible physiques. It was not.lost on me that they all wore loose sweats or basketball shorts. Despite the looseness it looked like there were baseball bats swinging fro their crotches. I noticed that every one arriving were all male, no girls. I couldn't clean out any more, all was clear. I put on the tightest jeans I had, which showed my front and rear to best advantage. Ioved how the seat was so right it rubbed on my hole, barely containing how horny I was! Knocked on the door, when it opened a totally opaque wedge of very strong pot came out into the cool night air. When the smoke cleared a massive hulking bull stepped out and rumbled " Tee said dere waz a new neighbor. Ahm Gee, hiz podner" Another dinner plate sized had engulfed mine. Then he said "Yew cute" and with that, he picked me up, brought my face even with his and gave me a long deep sensual kiss!" While he kissed me he passed a pill that was on his tongue to my mouth,I knew it was X. At the same time he reached around with his free hand and sensuously squeezed my butt; Oh, this was going to be some be evening. I was walked into the living room, where there were 2 other huge black muscle bulls on the couch. On the coffee table was a cornucopia of drugs piled high. I saw Tee in a thick haze of pot smoke, puffing on a huge joint the size of a cigar. "Yo, bro, you here, coo". Took a big toke on the joint, passed it to me. "Get in the groove, man" I took a pretty hefty toke, then started coughing uncontrollably. Man, that shit was strong; Just the one time made me dizzy. Still coughing, I sat down. Tee handed me a glass, said "Gatorade. Help that cough, drink it all down". I immediately tasted a VERY strong G dose, and the X was working already. Man, these guys were heavies! I drank the G down as fast as I could. One of the bulls said,"Man, it warm in heah" and stripped off his shirt. Holy Shit! The guy was ripped! One by one the others took off their tops. All were like ripped muscle gods! "Yo, bro, I bet you warm too ain't"cha? I was warm, took off my skin tight T shirt. "Nice body for a small guy, but yew don' look so small in front there, bro." By now I could see much clearer outlines of the rapidly expanding organs in their pants. Fuck! It looked like base ball bats! By now I'm really hot and shucked off my jeans. I had no underwear so everything was on display. Tee boomed. "Dayum, bou, yew nice all ovah."T time!". I smiled because I knew exactly what he meant. A huge bong on the table had it's large bowl filled with completely clear shards, torch was lit, Tee took a massive hit, held it in, motioned me over, planted his lips on mine and exhaled. At the same time I felt one if his thick fingers at my hole smeared with lube and pushed what I knew was a large rock deep in me. I writhed as it burned but very quickly I was enveloped in another huge shotgun from Gee this time.Fumbling around, I wanted to feel what was in those shorts. Oh My GOD! This thing was HUGE and it wasn't even fully hard yet! I was moaning when one of the other bulls came by and shotgunned me again and shoved another rock in me! Oh fuck, what had I gotten myself in to?!? I was REALLY FLYING! The X, the G, the booty rocks, all those shotguns, my hole was ravenous! Oh GOD I wanted them to brutally gang fuck me until I was ruined! I couldn't talk. All four of them were feeling me all over, they were stuffing 3 and 4 thick fingers stretching my hole, but I wanted the REAL THING. I started to speak but all that came out was a gutteral incoherent croak. Tee whispered in my ear. " Ah think yo bout ready for dick ain't you? You NEED big black thug dick up yo pussy doncha?" I made a gutteral sound and nodded my head. All the time this huge brute was massaging and teasing my hole with the tips of his fingers. I finally managed to croak out. "PLEASE FUCK ME! I CAN'T STAND IT! PLEEEASE!." Tee looked at me with a look of pure animal lust. "Jus one mo thing. He whipped the towel off a nearby tray and there were 5 points, all loaded to 0.5. I had never done more than a 0.35 before and I thought that was too much. I knew the dope these guys has wasn't cut at all; I tried to speak but couldn't form the words that I wanted/didn't want it, NEEDED it, but still didn't want it. Tee cooed in my ear. "Just relax, baby, we gon take good care o dat pussy," and he stroked my hole opening, sending electric shocks that made me twitch. While he was stroking my opening on of the other guys had tied off my arm and swabbed it. Gee came up with the syringe and since he was a phlebotomist, got immediate registration, pushed the plunger all the way in and unsnapped the tourniquet. WHAM! OH MY FUCKING GOD! FUCK ME!" I screamed. At the same time all the guys dropped their shorts. I couldn't speak, I was on a Mach 10 rocket to the stars and couldn't believe how freaking huge they all were. One by one each one pointed. When they did their cocks came to full mast. How were they going to fit without damaging me. That thought fled in a second, then the HUNGER took over. I couldn't form words. I saw Tee take a turkey baster filled with lube, gently inserted it in me and squeezed the bulb till the tube was empty, then I saw Tee liberally smear his mammoth organ with a thick coating of lube. An open bottle of real anyl was shoved under my nose and was commanded. "Breathe till I tell you to stop!". I took 5 huge huffs, then Tee placed the apple sized head of his cock and pushed. I was in awe as my hole swallowed it, and a third of his cock. Tee groaned "Oh baby...baby that so good...so hot, so tight". My hole clutched and spasmed around the Incredible girth. I took 5 more huge hits of poppers, felt my hole go completely slack and the rest of the 13 inch cock slid in to the base. I could only make gutteral fragments of words. "Uhh, ooh, uuhh, big, ohh, good" Then summoning all my concentration I screamed "FUCK ME! OH GOD! FUCK ME!". Tee pulled out almost to the head, then slowly slide back in. There was pain, but it was immediately replaced with THE HUNGER. Tee went in and out for a couple minutes, slowly picking up the pace, until he had a good rhythm going. Then, suddenly, he yanked it completely out with a loud wet squishing sound. I went nuts! "OOHH NOOO! PLEEEASE DON'T TAKE IT OUUT! OH, MORE! MORE!." Tee rammed it in deep. By now my hole had no resistance. Tee roared "OH FUCK, BABY, GONNA NUT!," rammed it in all the way. I could feel his cock pulsing and felt the hot jets of cum coat my insides. When he pulled out with a loud wet POP. I could see thick strings of cum drooling from my distended cunt. Immediately one of the other bulls grease up by and plug his fencepost sized cock in to the hilt. And it started all over again. Through the night they all took turns and I was alternating whimpering and screaming for MORE! Finally, just at dawn, they finished. They had each cum me 4 or 5 huge loads. I don't know where they got it from. They all knew they were extraordinarily huge and although they were vigorous they were never violent. They knew that an accomodating bottom was difficult to find. They wanted me for more! They carried me back next door to my house and tucked me in. Before they left Tee whispered in my ear. "Baby, you got the Grade A pussy. We want you back if you want. My eyes got wide. "I want it again!". Tee kissed me deeply. "We be in touch, whi' boy".I slept the rest of the weekend. 2 weeks later there's a knock at my door Thursday evening. It was Gee, says "You ready fo sum parTEE tomorrow night. I just nodded my head. "Same time, place and grabbed my ass and squeezed "Same good pussy"

Part 2 - The Early Years Hibiscus drive sat just outside a major Hampshire town and only 2 hours by road in to London. It was one of the wealthy gated areas all named after flowers and all relatively the same format comprising large family homes leading down to a cul-de-sac. In total each drive had 13 houses except Hibiscus Drive which was a little more special, along each side of the road stood the large beautiful family homes, 5 each side laid out in sprawling grounds. A the bottom in the cul-de-sac was a small roundabout and the large wrought iron gates to Hibiscus Manor, the view through the gates in to the mansions courtyard was the only way of seeing the place since it was surrounded by high walls for maximum privacy. Along the wall either side of the gates were rows of hibiscus flowers maintained by the gardener, that and the mansion made this place unique. No other residential drive in this area had a mansion of this size. Most people in the drive knew the mansion was owned by one person, his name was Simon who was a tech billionaire and a known recluse who liked his privacy but was never short of visitors at weekends and evenings. There were photos of him in his early 30's and after he made his fortune and brought the three family homes in the cul-de-sac knocking them down and building the mansion that stood there today. Through the heavy iron gates the open courtyard took you up to the large double fronted front doors with two columns each side framing the entrance. Either side of the doors were six Georgian style windows and the upper level contained 18 windows of the same style. No one had ever seen behind the front of the imposing mansion. One thing for sure it was big sitting on an even larger plot of land. The walls stood 9 feet high and topped with barbed wire and overlooked by security cameras. Conrad, Charlie and their parents moved on to Hibiscus Drive when they were 7 years old in to number 8, next door was number 10 then the cul-de-sac. The house was nothing in comparison to the mansion but it had five bedrooms, two lounges and a large family room overlooking the garden that lead to a wooded are with a stream then to Hyacinth Drive. their parents Jody and Eddie where in their mid twenties the day they moved here and worked locally, it was Eddie's parents who brought them the house when they left the UK moving to Australia to be with Eddie's sister and growing family. From the time they moved in Conrad and Charlie lead a wonderful life with hardly any traffic to worry about they would scoot up and down the road and do 3 turns on the roundabout by the mansion and head back. Saturday's were always the same with Charlie going off to football for most of the day. Conrad would get his bike out and cycle up the road round the roundabout and back down. There was one other thing you could rely on Saturday mornings was Jack the gardener for Hibiscus Manor. At roughly 11am he was always tending to the flower beds along the wall outside the mansion and the roundabout. Jack was always at the manor during the day working in the sprawling grounds behind the manor, he was in his mid twenties when Conrad first met him. Tall and pretty muscular with tattoo sleeves he often walked around with no t-shirt on and very skimpy shorts in the summer. He had longish hair tied back in a pony tail that was jet black, a moustache and thin line of a beard running from his lower lip to just under his chin. He definitely cut a fine figure and many of the ladies along Hibiscus Drive would often talk to him seeking advice on usually ending up with a few hibiscus plants for their front gardens, this included Conrad's mother. The general feeling of community was evident along Hibiscus Drive except with the owner of the manor who as always remained aloof and private. As the weeks passed in to the depths of summer Jack would often say hello to Conrad, he would usually stop and watch Jack for a minute without saying anything then cycle on. One particular Saturday Conrad was missing Charlie and his mother Jody, was at wits end with him suggesting things he could do. The seven year old Conrad cycled up and down the road slowly doing three turns around the roundabout and cycling back. On his return leg he saw Jack brining a wheelbarrow of plants out the front gates and was just getting busy with the flower bed to the left of the gates. "Hi Conrad, Charlie playing football?" Jack asked being on first name terms with him now. Conrad stopped his bike "Yes, he is away all day" he replied sounding sad "What are you doing?" he asked. Jack looked up and smiled "Changing some of the plants over" he replied walking over to the wheelbarrow. Conrad watched him for a moment "Why?" he now asked. Jack chuckled "Well these are a little damaged and need nursing in the greenhouse" he replied. "Oh, like a hospital you mean?" Conrad replied leaning over his handle bars showing some interest. "Yeah I suppose you can look at it that way" Jack replied "you can help if you are bored" he offered. Conrad contemplated for a moment "Will I get dirty?" he asked "only you have dirt smudges on your face". Jack laughed shaking his head "Gardening is a dirty job Conrad" he said "your hands might get dirty". Conrad laid his bike down "I don't mind dirty hands" he said "Charlie gets really dirty at football". "Is that why you don't play?" Jack asked watching Conrad sit down beside him. "Yes and I hate playing it" Conrad replied "do I dig holes?" he asked getting excited. Jack was not the kind of person who had time for kids or enjoyed being around them. But there was something different about Conrad and the way he sat diligently watching and listening to Jack talk. A bit of boredom that day lead Conrad down a long term interest in horticulture and a friendship with Jack. He explained about the hibiscus plant and reeling off all the different parts of it, Conrad surprised Jack picking up the information so quickly and able to talk about the plant like he had known about it for years. He proved to be more than competent at treating the plant delicately and planting it correctly. Conrad's mother realised she hadn't seen him cycle past for a couple of hours and frantically ran out of the house and spotting his bike on the grass verge of the roundabout. Jody ran up the road and saw Conrad with a plant in his hand and became anxious and angry that he was digging them up. "Conrad what are doing?" Jody called at him coming to a stop "put it back immediately you naughty boy". Jack came out through the gate carrying some baby plants "It's okay he has been helping" he said. Jody looked at Jack "Sorry I thought for a moment he was digging them up" she said in relief. Jack smiled and picked up the plants Conrad had dug up "Nice job Conrad you got all the root system". "Sorry mum, I didn't mean to scare you" Conrad said standing up looking upset. Jody put her arm around him "You should have told us, you have been gone nearly 2 hours". Jack walked over with a tray of plants "Here Conrad these are for you to grow". "Wow" Conrad said gleefully "thanks" he said smiling. "Your welcome" Jack replied "Next Saturday do you want to help me with the other side?" he asked. Conrad jumped "Oh yes please, can I mum?" he pleaded with her. "Yes" Jody replied then looked at Jack "Are you sure you don't mind Jack?" she asked. "It is a pleasure teaching him" Jack replied "You better get those planted today" he said to Conrad. "Yes I will do" Conrad said walking over to pick his bike up. "Maybe I can come and check on them next Saturday for you?" Jack suggested and Conrad nodded. Conrad thanked him again, his mother was pleased that at last he had shown an interest in something. Over the weeks and months saw a beautiful friendship both with Jack and flowers growing, spending time with Jack who every Saturday got him more and more interested in horticulture and was loving the results watching his own flower bed in the back garden blossoming. A few times Conrad was even lucky enough to be allowed in to the grounds of the manor and the greenhouse where Jack did most of his cultivating. This was only allowed when the owner was away which was quite often. Conrad would sit there watching and asking questions through his growing interest, although never allowed near the manor itself he didn't care and just loved the time there happily pushing the wheelbarrow and help weed the numerous flowering beds around the expansive gardens. Many of the plants towered over Conrad and designed to hide much of the manor house but provide exceptional views from the terrace across the grounds. Jack would walk along and point to a plant asking Conrad the name both in Latin and English. Every birthday and Christmas Jack brought Conrad books on horticulture. By the time Conrad was 11 years old Jack could give him a plant and tell him what plant to put it next to without any further guidance. He also did most of the gardening at his family home now and diligently looked after the flower bed at the front with the abundance of hibiscus plants making some of the neighbours a little jealous. Each house along the road had an hibiscus bed against the pavement, they soon asked Conrad to tend to their flower beds one by one earning him some extra cash. Charlie would occasionally come along and sit chatting to Conrad moving from house to house and also a little jealous that his brother had been inside the manor grounds. Conrad had already made his mind up this is where he saw his future with plants. Once cold Saturday in December when Conrad was 13 years old and Jack had just celebrated his 31st birthday he was with Jack in the greenhouse. The owner was supposed to be out for the day and Conrad was making conversation with Jack when he realised they were not alone. Simon stood at the door to the greenhouse and Conrad turned and saw him properly for the first time ever. "Jack!" he said loudly "Who is this?" Simon asked sounding incredibly angry. Jack dropped the terracotta pot jumping "Simon!" he replied turning quickly "I'm sorry let me explain". Simon looked at Conrad "Get rid of the kid then come to the study" he demanded walking away. Conrad looked frightened "I got you into trouble" he said picking up his coat. Jack laughed "Don't worry Conrad I am not in trouble, he just lacks any social skills" he said laughing. Jack walked Conrad to the gate "I will pop by later and help you with your flower bed" he said. "Thanks and I am sorry" Conrad said again. Jack smiled "You have nothing to be sorry about, don't worry" he said saying good bye to him. Conrad watched the gate close and Jack who stormed across the courtyard opening the front door and banging it shut loudly. He gulped noticing how angry Jack was and it frightened him a little, he saw a side to Jack that he had never seen before. Jack slammed the door shut walking across the entrance hall leaving mud marks on the marble floor in his wake. Jack threw open the study door "What the fuck Simon you rude ignorant person, how dare you" he shouted. Jack banged his fist on the desk "You high and mighty piece of shit frightening that young guy" he ranted on. Simon stood looking out the window "Have you finished?" he asked turning around "bit young even for you". "Your disgusting and I have never been so humiliated in my life" Jack stood there flushed in his face. Simon smirked "Not even when I raped you in the greenhouse for being late one morning?" he asked. Jack walked around and stood in front of Simon "Bastard" he said about to slap Simon. Simon grabbed his hands and pushed him over the desk making light work of Jack's jeans letting them slip to the floor. Simon pulled his cock out and rubbed it against Jack's hole then pushed in full force, Jack moaned through the pain and pleasure his arms sending objects on the desk flying on to the floor 'little slut likes my toxic cock in his ass' Simon said thrusting hard in to Jack. His hips rapidly pumping his cock deep with purpose, he never even hit the five minute mark before he held Jack's shoulders down and grunted planting his viral seed deep inside the gardeners arse. Simon kissed his shoulder "Don't bring anyone on the grounds you know I hate it" he said. Jack pushed his ass back "No, I want you to allow Conrad" he replied standing up. "Why?" Simon asked putting his cock away. "I like teaching him" Jack replied "he is interested in horticulture and very bright" he informed Simon. Simon chuckled "So am I but the kind where I plant my seed" he said slapping Jack's ass. "Your just a dirty old poz man" Jack replied doing up his jeans and smiling at Simon. Simon laughed shaking his head "I'm only 10 years older than you" he replied. "So can I?" Jack asked again sitting on the desk "he has been coming in to the garden for 6 years". "You cheeky bugger" Simon replied looking shocked "who else are you sneaking in to the gardens?". Jack smiled "No one, he is a really nice kid lives at number 8" he replied "I have never seen anyone grow so interested like Conrad". "Is that how all the houses now have nice hibiscus flower beds along the road" Simon asked. Jack nodded and Simon returned to looking out the window "Okay but not in the house" he said. "I would say thank you but gratitude is lost on you" Jack said picking up the items off the floor. "You will pay for that later" Simon said still looking out the window "Bay tree needs attention". Jack walked over and kissed him "Next subject for Conrad to learn about then" he replied and walked out. Standing there looking out of the window Simon smiled watching the reflection of Jack leaving, at 41 he had changed a lot since making his money. From a skinny nerd to a muscular attractive guy well presented but a total devious pig in bed. He was not massively endowed but his seven inches of thick pozzing cock never missed it's target. Simon hosted the occasional sex party for many wealthy London and foreign men to spend a night in private with a guy at the mansion. It was almost like a secret society club, some would fly in from abroad and Simon would often fly to their sex parties. He had no idea how many guys he had converted deliberately or not so as he was never interested in them. They were an arse and it had to be bred. Both Jack and he were not stupid and knew they were highly toxic barebackers and stealthers. Most guys never had seconds or thirds unless they were hot or poz already. Jack was the only person Simon was close to on an intimate level, not partners by any means since they both loved their sexual independence. Sharing a secretive bond ever since Simon pozzed Jack unknowingly years ago, from then on they remained close as friends and fuck buddies. Jack knew Simon inside out and knew what made him tick, he therefore knew Simon could trust him with Conrad. As Conrad grew up understanding more about the world he had some suspicions that underneath Jack was gay, several times he wondered if he was as well since he spent a lot of time with Jack. Quickly burying those thoughts deep in his mind the uncertainty forgotten about, after all Jack was no different from anyone else in his eyes. Shortly after his 16th birthday Conrad was now visiting every Saturday and sometimes Sunday even when Simon was home, he only saw him a few times but never really to speak to since he mostly talked to Jack about changes to the garden. One Saturday morning Conrad came running through the grounds towards the greenhouse holding a letter. Nearly tripping over in his to get inside the greenhouse and screamed excitedly to Jack that he had been accepted on the horticultural course at a local college. Jack was just as excited and swept Conrad up off his feet in a big hug kissing him on the cheek then quickly put him down remembering he was still very young. Jack sat listening to Conrad rattle on about the course and also the prospect of it leading to sitting some of the RHS official exams. A few weeks on and Jack let Conrad tend to the hedges surrounding the pool and sun terrace to the right of the manor. It was very rare he got to see this side of the garden since it was devoid of plants just hedges to protect the terrace. Conrad was snipping away quietly when he heard the strange sound, peering through the hedge out of curiosity he saw Simon laying down on his stomach on a sun lounger. He opened his eyes wide realising his ass was bouncing up and down making slapping noises. Conrad could just make out that a younger guy was underneath Simon making strange noises in between pleads to get bred. Conrad was stuck unable to look away and transfixed on Simon fucking the guy, it was arousing more than just curiosity making Conrad giggle a little too loudly. Conrad jumped out of his skin when Jack tapped him on the shoulder "Come away" Jack said quietly. "Sorry" Conrad immediately apologise "I won't say anything honest" he said looking embarrassed. Jack chuckled "If you do you would no longer be allowed here" he said as a warning. "Do you do that as well?" Conrad asked Jack completely out of the blue. "Err.." Jack was stumped and knew that at 16 Conrad was at very impressionable age. Conrad stared at Jack "I don't mind" he said "you know if you are gay it doesn't bother me". Jack walked with Conrad "With Simon yes" he eventually replied after a pause then looked at Conrad. "Right, so how that does that work with you both if he is bonking someone now?" Conrad asked. Jack burst out laughing "Get older then I will happily explain" he said "but your too young now". "But are you together?" Conrad asked catching up with Jack. Jack smiled "Not really, we just have a very close bond and a sexual love for each other" he replied. Conrad looked up at him "I really don't mind you being gay" he casually said easing the tension. Jack smiled at him "Good" he replied "I really like our little friendship we have and teaching you" he said. "Me to" Conrad said "you still got a shit load to teach me". "God that school you go to has taught you some bad language" Jack replied then laughed. Jack got his phone out and read the message "Oh, we have been summoned" he said. Conrad looked scared "Surely he doesn't know I saw them?" he asked "is he going to ban me?" he panicked. "Don't be silly Conrad" Jack said reassuringly "Simon maybe many things but he is reasonable". They walked back to the greenhouse and put away the tools and gloves then walked up towards the manor, he was half excited having never been inside but also bricking himself with anxiety and nerves about why they had been summoned. Conrad was amazed by the kitchen where they both took their boots off then walked through and across the large entrance hall towards the lounge where Simon was waiting. Simon nodded to them both walking him "I will cut to the chase what did you see?" he asked Conrad. Conrad looked at Simon "You want the truth or what I should say?" Conrad asked nervously. It certainly stumped Simon and he looked to Jack "What did he see?" he asked. "You know what he saw, I sent him there to clip the hedges "Jack replied rolling his eyes. Simon looked at Conrad "Whatever I saw goes not further than here" Conrad said looking at Simon. It was the most surreal experience, Simon was very imposing with an air of absolute confidence standing there. Conrad did wonder if this front was an intimidation tactic to try and break him. But Conrad was becoming very confident in his own way and stood there staring back at Simon, it was like they were playing to see who would blink or crack first. Simon chuckled and smiled "Drink both of you?" he asked walking and not waiting for an answer. Jack called out Simon "He knows about you and me" causing Simon to turn looking rather differently this time. Simon fetched them both a soda from the fridge and watched Jack put his arm around Conrad's shoulder looking at the two cactus growing in the kitchen. Simon had to admit he actually found it adorable that Jack had taken Conrad under his wings and in the process grew to be good friends. It was some months after and a bit of badgering from Jack that Simon turned a blind eyes to Conrad being in the grounds of Hibiscus Manor. Out of the blue one day Simon invited Conrad to dinner with Jack and himself, his parents a little sceptical at first knowing the rumours of Simon being gay but allowed it since Jack was also going to be there. Conrad dressed in shirt and trousers pressed the button and the wrought iron gates swung open, Jack was at the door to meet him and took him through to the lounge for a drink before dinner. "Welcome Conrad" Simon said standing up "I'm glad you could join us". "It was hit and miss until they knew Jack was going to be here" Conrad said sitting down. Simon looked a little confused "Why Jack?" he asked curiously. "Oh they don't know he is gay" Conrad said taking them both by pleasant surprise. Jack handed Conrad a coke "You haven't told them I am gay?" he asked. "No" Conrad replied "they would have stopped me being friends with you" he said "you know the age thing". They both laughed "You certainly are extraordinary Conrad" Simon replied feeling more relaxed. Dinner became an almost regular thing several times a year, Simon still kept very guarded around Conrad mostly due to his age. Conrad would talk about his current girlfriend laughing at the vomiting sounds Jack and Simon would make. It was seeing them together that Conrad saw how much affection Simon and Jack had for each other and a few times it even made him a little jealous, why? Conrad thought and simply put it down to Simon having something with Jack that he couldn't. Jack continued teaching him and even offered to help out with Conrad's tuition fees but he point blank refused telling him he liked his independence and making his own way in life. They loved hearing about Conrad and Charlie growing up but he would not reveal the only real way to tell them apart and they would have to find that out. Outside of those dinners Conrad hardly saw or engaged in any conversation with Simon, when he did Simons was always pleasant enough by still very dismissive of him. Conrad was doing exceptionally well at college and applied for one of the most prestigious and expensive courses run by the RHS in Botany Science. The week of his 18th birthday Conrad was invited by Simon for dinner at the manor. He tried and got a taste very quickly for champagne. Conrad sat down to dinner only this time it was a very different meal, caviar, lobster and steak were all on the menu. The caviar he didn't like but the Lobster Etoufee starter intrigued him at first then taking a small mouthful Simon watched his eyes light up with the flavours dancing across his tongue. Toasting his 18th birthday it didn't take long for Simon broach the subject of how to tell him apart from his twin and Conrad knew it was going to come as some point having gone on for nearly a year now. Conrad chuckled "I am Charlie by the way, Conrad is out with his girlfriend so I stood in for him". Simon sat there quietly amused but really unsure "Dam" he said "I am trying to think of something to ask". Jack chuckled "You are Conrad" he said rubbing his eye smiling. "You know?" Conrad asked laughing "how long have you known?". Jack smiled "I think when you turned 9 and Charlie came out to help with the flower bed" he replied. Simon looked at them both "Tell me or Jack pays for it later?" he said winking at Jack. "Disgusting you two" Conrad said laughing "I have brown eyes and Charlie has blue" he confessed. In many ways Simon had regretted not getting to know Conrad earlier like Jack had, he loved how uncanny Jack and Conrad had become evolving their own mannerisms and happily gardening away together laughing and joking all the time. When Simon had a fuck over they would often get put off by the laughter coming from the flower beds. Now though with Conrad having turned 18 Simon would often walk to where they were telling them to be quiet and finally engaging in conversation with Conrad. It became evident that Simon had always played it cool and distant to protect himself and Conrad from any rumours. At 19 he had bloomed in to a stunning young guy, clever and incredibly knowledgeable about flora and fauna after completing three years at college. Over the years Jack had continued taking pictures of Conrad gardening often sending them to Jody who kept them in an album along with pictures she would take of Charlie at football. It was after dinner just before his 20th birthday the three of them sat on the sofa with Jack running through the pictures. Not only did it show Conrad going from a novice to capable gardener it was also a timeline of him growing up over the eight years. The younger Conrad showed a shy playfulness then older Conrad showed how more confident he was and many of the pictures captured him looking directly in to Jack's eyes. Indeed Conrad who sat there with them was a very different person who had grown in to his looks. Simon suggested that Jack and Conrad find the best picture from each year and he would get them printed to put up in his study. Conrad agreed on one condition that he could have a picture of all three of them together, unsuspectingly Simon agreed and within days the picture was hung in the study and a copy given to Conrad. Three weeks after the picture was taken Jack fell to his first bout of serious illness, it took a couple of months to clear up. He knew it was his body reacting to his reluctance to take medication. He had lost a little weight and Simon had moved him in to the manor to look after him until he was fit and well again. Conrad knew he was sick and was told he had a viral infection that would take a while to clear from his body. He would come round in the evenings and take Jack outside for some fresh air and walk round the garden with him slowly. Simon watched from the study window unable to fathom Conrad out for a straight person, he was clearly quite attached to Jack, well they almost grown up together apart from the age difference. It was clear that Jack had an astonishing influence on Conrad and he treated Jack like an older brother. He spent a few days at the start of the summer holiday with Jack cramming in more knowledge and reading through books. Simon brought them a drink to the terrace, Conrad promised to have dinner with them tomorrow evening before he went to visit his aunt in London. Jack stood to walk with Conrad and they hugged at the gates of the manor, Conrad didn't know why he did it but it just felt right he leaned in and kissed Jack on the cheek then hugged him again 'see you tomorrow' he said and walked along the road. It took Jack by surprise at first and it just reaffirmed how much Conrad meant to him. Simon had made his peace with his decision not to take meds, he knew the dangers but the thrill of having the power with a high viral load against neg guys lead him down a sometimes dark and very devious route. Jack was no different and even more prolific when it came to fucking guys and planting his seed. It was a side to him that Conrad knew nothing about that in the evenings Jack would cruise around notorious parks or hook up sites which always paid off. In private away from the manor Jack was never short of perverts who wanted converting. That first bout of serious illness that Jack fell to signalled a ticking time bomb to Simon and he knew Jack was not going to be around forever. It had never bothered either of them previously but Simon couldn't help thinking about how Conrad was going to react if he was still around and found out about Jack in particular. As it turned out Simon even missed Conrad's cheery disposition and laughter around the grounds during the two weeks he was in London.

First off, not everyone who barebacks is an "aids beggar". Some guys are on PrEP. Some guys are positive and undetectable. Really, there's nothing you can say that applies to all barebackers except that they enjoy sex bareback. That's it. And it's not "catching the flu". CoViD-19 is well documented as being more infectious than the flu and potentially far more serious because there is no actual treatment yet; the only thing that could be worse is if it was also far more deadly than it is (which is plenty bad enough). Finally: HIV, for all the challenges it presents, is both treatable and (if treated) a very, very slow killer - to the point that people who stay on treatment are likely to die of something else before HIV comes close to killing them. Death from CoViD usually happens within weeks. People who don't understand those differences probably shouldn't be allowed to use computers unsupervised.

"oh my god" ollie whispered as Dougs cock seated itself in the boy with a loud slurp. "hear that ollie? Thats your little pussy talking," Ollie paid attention as the cum sloshed in his guts. Dougs cock stirred the creamy mixture about, pushing it deeper into the boy with each wet thrust. "boys with cum filled pussies sound so beautiful ollie. its like a symphony inside your llittle pink hole, and the big thick cock inside is the conductor." dougs balls slapped against the boys ass with increasing force. olivers jaw went slack as he panted with each powerful thrust. he had never heard the exotic gurgling from his hole before and was mesmerized at the thought that dougs cock was so powerful it could make his body sing this forbidden little song anytime he wanted. Doug looked down at the boys tight little nuts and gently traced a finger around the glans of his limp cock. "you can cum if you need to ollie, its okay, big cocks are really very good at making a pussy cum." doug instructed. "im s-sorry. i need to though i really need to cum" ollie pleaded. doug chuckled as he lifted his sticky finger from the boys organ. "I know ollie, those vitamins just make your pussy so sensitive its hard to hold back. Just remember its rude to touch this when you have a big cock inside" doug traced the head of the boys leaking dick. "focus on your pussy ollie. just relax and let it do all the work" doug coaxed as he slowed his strokes. Oliver felt it increasingly difficult to hold on to the sensations as dougs pace relented. why wouldnt he fuck him hard? "I cant..." Oliver grunted through his teeth in frustration. "yes you can baby, just relax." doug worked the teens swollen tits gently in his fingertips. "oh my god yes, nnnnghhhhhh" ollie was relieved as Doug put him right bcak on track to cum. he grunted gently as he remembered Dougs instruction. concentrating on his pussy he began to feel dougs tool in perfect clarity. the flared head as it parted his puffy pink hole, the ridge as it tantalized his insides. for a moment Oliver thought he could even feel the veins in the mans big cock as they slithered along inside him. ollies breathing became shallow, punctuated only by his own desperate moans. "thats it ollie, sing me a pretty little song. youre doing so good." Oliver looked down at the cock as it slowly pistoned inside him, dougs fingertips massaging in equal time as his bowels churned with the noisy cream inside him. it was all he needed as he looked down to see his little cock drool a thick stream of cum. "there we go ollie see? pretty soon youll be able to cum on a cock no matter what. The raw sensation and the hormones coursing through his body were simply too much to overcome as a tear ran down his cheek. "its okay ollie im right here inside you. Here, why dont you drink a little cream while I finish up inside" Doug scooped the boys estrogen laced semen into his palm and raised it to Olivers lips. "sip the cream for me baby" he smiled as Oliver opened his mouth to eat his cum from the mans big hand. Doug returned to slam fucking the boy and as quickly as the emotional outburst began, it was replaced by Olivers hungry eyed grunting, flexing his hips and meeting dougs thrusts. Oliver watched the mans expressions, he had gotten proficient at determining when Doug was close to shooting in him. he wanted to announce to the world that he made this mans huge cock cum in him, took his seed and made it his own. "cum in me" he hised over and over again, drawing Doug to a growling orgasm as he loaded the boys battered cunt once more. "tomorrow is a big day ollie, we're going to need to see a specialist for this part but i promise its the last step. tomorrow youll have a beautiful boy pussy you can show the whole world." doug eased the boys head into his lap and he began sucking. "lick all that cream off ollie, its all yours sweetie." Ollie felt proud that Doug let him have so much cum. he must have been right all along. Everyone here was so helpful and friendly to him he almost felt ashamed at how he protested Dougs care. The doctor knew exactly what he needed, a boypussy. Doug tucked his magnificent cock back into his pants and helped ollie get dressed, sliding the teens skinny jeans up over his leaking ass and buttoning them against his cumsoaked abs. As the boy tugged his shirt over his jizz soaked chest and headed to the door he unexpectedly hugged the older man. "thank you" he bashfully remarked as he looked into Dougs eyes. "youre so welcome baby" Doug smiled as he ran his cum soaked hand through the boys hair and sent him on his way.

I (24) have been in a live-in relationship with my "daddy" (45) for almost 2 years now, he's an insatiable bottom, I'm a top only (although I love a nice rimjob). He's got a bunch of other friends his age who are all bottoms too who we play with often. I used to fuck guys my own age but for like the past year it's only been guys over 30, and I'm starting to kind of prefer it that way lol... Older bottoms just seem to be able to handle a big dick better, and seem to appreciate getting fucked by a younger guy a lot more than guys my own age. Any other young tops/older bottoms feel this way? We both really like incest play, but there is a total dearth of good porn with top sons and bottom dads. Even if you type those terms into search engines you will just get daddies fucking boys lol.

Moderator's Note: You can't get pozzed by skipping 2 doses of PrEP, so this is being moved into fiction. I'm 30. I've always been super health-conscious. I remember being super scared of HIV before I moved from a small town out East. Now I live in San Francisco. I volunteer in HIV prevention for crying out loud but I've always been thirsty for poz men and toxic cum. I would jack off to videos of neg men verbally getting pozzed all the time. One day I was walking home from work, not a great neighborhood, this older black guy is walking past me, a little roughed up but cleaned up enough. I've seen him walking around on the streets before. I was so fucking horny unknown to him, I hadn't had sex in a month. I felt the energy off him right away, but I knew that had I missed a couple doses of my PrEP that week... "Having a good night?" I tried to be nice. "Yeah, it's nice." "You have a boyfriend?" I laughed, "No I wish!" "...Take me home with you." he said. "Sorry I don't live alone." I followed. "Oh ok." We then walked with each other to the corner. While waiting for the crosswalk he just asked me straight out, "You wanna follow me?" Without hesitating, I said yeah. We walked a block away to this kind of open empty ally way, behind an Office Depot. It's like 9pm. He walked behind a dumpster, I walk up to him. He pulls his pants down and he had a nice healthy looking cock. Not the biggest but thick, thank goodness, I knew I was going to get *something out of this. I got to my knees, and sucked him off. He tasted good, not dirty, clean enough. He was really enjoying himself. I suck him off for like five minutes. We pause for a moment and he asks, "Can I fuck you?" "...Yeah." I said. I then get up, pull my pants down and lean against the dumpster, he then does his best to adjust himself and we both try to just force him in, only my spit to help him. And fuck, he was in and he dirty cock felt like a real presence. He started to fuck me.. raw..this quasi-homeless guy in an ally way, a block away from the shit-hole I lived in. He wasn't too fast, but damn he felt good. A guy probably like 10-20 years older than me. About near the end, we see these car lights behind us. I freak out and look back hoping it wasn't the police. It was this random van at the end. It stalled there for a few seconds before it drove off. The homeless guy keep going fucking me against the dumpster. I then hear these ridiculous moans from him and he cums in me. He sounded ridiculous but I was so turned on. He catches his breath. Pulls out of me. Pats me on the shoulder and walks off, "Thanks kid." Nearly four weeks later, I got my routine checks like I do every three months. They said they wanted to see me.. I was in the middle of changing clinics I completely spaced out what happened a month before. I hadn't had sex since then. I sat on the clinic bed as the doctor came in with a second guy I hadn't seen before, "Your tests came back as reactive.." For a split second the world just froze. I never thought I'd be blindsided like this. They took additional tests and just as they told me, I was now positive for HIV.. all because I missed a few doses and one random night, I said yes to being fucked raw by a homeless guy behind a dumpster. This was months ago now. And you know what? If I saw him, I'd do it again..

I may have found my match. A guy that is a very seldom fuck hooked up with me last week for a quick pump and dump on his way home. He is really not very impressive but I was in it for the DNA. After he came we made some small talk and it came up that he had a guy that would be interested in me and would it be ok if I gave him my number. I said sure. Due to Covid a lot of my regulars are not available. He said his name was Brad and he would be calling or texting me. As a bottom I don’t really ask details about the guy. Either way I will be taking his dna so I just hope for the best. About three days later I got a text from Brad asking what my availability was. Nothing more that that I’m the text. I told him nights and weekends and he didn’t answer back. I thought that maybe I didn’t work for him and didn’t think any more about it. Yesterday in the morning I received another text from Brad saying he wanted to meet up in the afternoon. He didn’t ask if I was available it state it in the form of a question so i was a little taken a back. I love a man that takes charge and is masculine that likes clear gender roles. I wasn’t sure if it was just his communication style or he was that kind of man. I answered back that I would be available after 1:00pm. I was taking a half day and can meet him or he can cum by. He didn’t answer back again so I just went in with my day. Around 11:30 he said I can cum to him and he gave me his address. At this point I wasn’t sure what I was going there for. A date? To be bred? Was he going to kill me and chop me up into little pieces? I went home early. Douched again to make sure I was ready for anything and headed off to his place. He lives surprisingly close to me. About a 15 minute walk. His house was normal and he lived in a decent neighborhood. I knocked on the door and Brad answered. Totally my type. Tall dark hair and handsome. He asked me in and I walked in. I was a little nervous because I didn’t know what was going to happen. He had some edm music in and told me to come over and sit on the couch. I sat down and he asked if I wanted anything to drink. I don’t know why I said it because I rarely drink beer but I asked for one. He came back with two beers and we sat and chatted a bit. Asked each other’s stats. He is 6’3. 220, 48 years old. I told him mine and he said he likes smaller guys like me. We talked for a while and it was very easy. He had a lot of similar interests and goals. I could tell he was dominant by his movements towards me and how he asked me questions. As a cum dump bottom I had to restrain myself not to get down between his legs and start to suck his cock. He was in charge. He made his move by simply leaning over and gently kissing me on the lips. This made my pussy gape open wanting him to breed me. I used restraint and waited for his next move. He leaned back on the couch and said come here. I moved to him and he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a deep kiss. He really knows how to kiss. I instinctively grabbed his muscular biceps and held on. He picked me up my the waste and set me down facing him on his lap. My pussy and his cock found each other through our clothes. He kissed me some more then pushed my head down to his crotch. I just smelled his cock through his shorts and he unbuttoned them and said “take it out”. You don’t have to tell me twice. I pulled out what may have only been 8 inches but it was really thick. I knew it wasn’t more than I could handle in either hole. He has a 0 gage pa and was precumming a lot. I started sucking his cock and he tasted great. While I was sucking he took his shirt off. I looked up for approval of my sucking and checked him out. He has a beautiful hairy chest with pierced nipples. I wanted to put my face in his chest and suck on his nipples but I was not in charge. I kept sucking until he told me to “cum up here”. I started crawling up his body putting my face in his fur. He put his hand on the top of my head and stopped me when I got to his nipple. I put it in my mouth and started to suck. I had my nose buried in his chest hair. I could smell that he didn’t wear deodorant and it really turned me on. After a while he pulled me up to kiss me again on the lips. He tasted great. While kissing he slid his hand down the back of my shorts. He pulled his hand out and put his two middle fingers in my mouth. I know the drill so I sucked on them good. He pulled his fingers out and started kissing me again. He slid his hand back down my shorts and aggressively put his fingers in my pussy. As a bottom this is when I start to get really happy. Men don’t finger your pussy if they are not going to breed you. He slid my shorts down with his other hand keeping his fingers inside me. We kept kissing and he used his free hand to take my shirt off. He stopped kissing me and told me to stand up. I did as he told me and he stood up too. His beautiful cock was almost to my neck. I took it in my hand and leaned over to suck it again. After a couple of minutes he said cum with me. His pure masculinity, his smell, his cock, I would have followed him into a burning building at this point. He lead me down the hall to his bed. He told me to climb on the bed on all 4’s. I gladly did and put my pussy in the air. He got down and ate me for what felt like hours. I am sure I was gaping when he came up for air. He stood up behind me and put his cock to my cunt. He spit on his hand and rubbed it on me then slid in. He made that man groan that makes you open up to receive him. He fucked me good until I heard him groan and hold his cock in me deep. All bottoms will agree that there is nothing like that feeling. He didn’t care if I came or even touch my dick. He pulled out and lates on the bed. I crawled up left to him and put my head in his arm pit. His smell is so intoxicating. I sucked his cock and we talked throughout the night. I told him I had to get home. I didn’t but I wanted him to want more. He rolled me over on my side and spit on my pussy. He spit on his hand and rubbed his cock again. He slit in me and bred me a second time. When he finished I said I should get going and with all my strength tried to keep his load in me as I put on my clothes. I kissed his goodby and walked home. I wanted to type this out before I forgot all the details. I think he is my perfect match.

Part 1 - The Meal Ticket Walking along the road in Knightsbridge it was already late in the evening and Conrad was a little lost trying to find the way back to his aunt's house. He often stayed up here during the summer holidays and visited with his cousin every evening who lived a thirty minute walk away to play on his xbox. Conrad was in London for two weeks and was taking the time to figure out how he would pay next terms fees and crucially the exams. Struggling to make ends meet he liked to be independent unlike his twin brother Charlie who was happy to visit the bank of mum and dad frequently, doing that have to be his last resort and would insist on paying them back not matter how long it took. Putting himself through college studying horticulture he never imagined the series of events that would unfold from this time of need. Somethings never crossed his mind like taking drugs or having sex with another man, Conrad was as straight as they come. At 20 years old he was average at best coming in at five foot nine inches tall, a swimmers build that lacked any sign of chest hair, just like his twin. The resemblance didn't stop there they both looked the same and that is to say ordinary, not head turners by any means and during school they constantly had a stream of girlfriends. Both of them had a weird strawberry blond colour hair and Conrad had brown eyes whereas Charlie had blue eyes that sparkled. To know them you knew that was the only subtle difference. Conrad began to recognise the shops and rowdy bars knowing he was only 10 minutes from the house. There were numerous young guys of all sorts standing outside one of the bars, some with shirts on others didn't and were showing off their muscular bodies like peacocks strutting around trying to find a mate. Conrad knew this was one of the gay bars and closing time was approaching and it amused him how some of the patrons now desperately searched for a fuck. It was one of several gay bars along this stretch of road and frankly it had never bothered him in the past, what did though was the limousine that drove slowly along behind him making him feel on edge. He could only assume it was slowing to deposit the passenger at the gay bar. Conrad could smell the cologne mixed with sweat the closer he got to the bar. Humid air still lingered after what had been a scorching day, they even had to stop play at Wimbledon for a few hours. Wearing only shorts and trainers Conrad had taken this t-shirt off for the walk back realising he looked just like one of the gays standing outside the bar that were leaning up against the wall. Some of the guys were chatting, others smoking but all watching diligently at any car that slowed down. The limousine had now slowed down and crawling along allowing Conrad to get further ahead of it. He thought the behaviour of the guys was strange at first then chuckled to himself wondering if they were escorts trying to pick up business.et further away from it, figuring that the guys leaning against the wall outside the bar were touting for business. Sure enough a car pulled in front of the limousine and one guy walked over to the car, after a few seconds of discussion he got in and the car pulled away. He just couldn't believe it was going on right in front of his eyes the noticed that several of the guys spotted the limousine and began moving edging closer to the curb of the pavement, in doing so they effectively blocked Conrad from passing easily. Dodging around the back of them and nearly crashing in to one that was moving forward. "Out of my way" he abruptly said to Conrad then looking at him up and down. Conrad looked shocked "I am just trying to get past" he replied annoyingly skirting around the back of him. Another guy spoke to the one he had the interaction with "Fucking straights always in the way". The guy laughed "Cute though" he replied. "Your just a slut like me Harry" the other guy replied moving right on the curb side. Stupidly Conrad looked over his shoulder whilst walking and saw the limousine slowly moving past the guys then it sped up a little and moved ahead of him stopping about 30 meters in front. You could hear the disgruntled moans from the guys who all moved back to the wall still looking at the limousine. Conrad heard the guys name Harry being called and he looking at Conrad and briefly made eye contact. When Conrad turned to carrying on walking a tall Arabic gentleman exited the limousine, jet black hair with greying sides and a black beard, he was solidly built and around late 40's possibly in his 50's and walking towards Conrad and spoke to him. "Do you have the time?" he asked in his heavy Arabic accent. Conrad looked at the man's wrist and gold rolex "You have a watch" he replied looking confused. He looked impatiently at Conrad "Do you have the time?" he asked again. Conrad realised what he was asking "Oh god no, I am not one of those" he replied nodding over his shoulder. "So you gay for pay?" he now asked "30 minutes for me to fuck you". "Are you serious?" Conrad replied shocked at how he continued to proposition him "I am not gay". He smirked "Even better" he said hinting to follow "£500 to fuck you". Conrad stood there rooted to the spot, had he really just been offered that much money to get fucked even though he had told the guy he was straight. Some bizarre decision had happened in his head from the lure of money that made his feet move following him. Was he really going to get in to the guys vehicle with no real idea of why? Conrad couldn't understand why his feet kept moving, the desperation for money was the contributing factor. Conrad felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up figuratively speaking and he glanced behind noticing several stares he was getting from the guys watching him, there was no mistake the looks were not happy ones. He held the door open and Conrad looked at it for a moment then at the man, he showed no friendly expression on his face and was more a business deal look nothing more. His body trembling a little at this bad idea but he still stepped inside sliding over the spacious seating, the leather smell instantly assaulting his senses along with cigar smoke. The strangeness in the way you could not see the driver through the blacked out partition window that was raised cutting them off from them. How bad can it be Conrad thought to himself watching the Arabic man climb in and the door closing like magic behind him. The limousine pulled away and he looked at Conrad for a moment. "Take your shorts down and lean over the back of the seat" he said in a just do it kind of way. Conrad embarrassingly pulled his shorts and underwear down and nervously leaned over the back of the seat "Like this?" he was asking to make sure. He said nothing taking his shirt off revealing a dark hairy chest and a very solid build, hanging the shirt up neatly on the coat hanger with his tie, he now undid his trousers revealing a bulge that looked enormous. Oh shit Conrad said out loud now concerned about what he had let himself in for knowing this was going to hurt. Conrad didn't even have time to think or back out feeling the body weight of the man leaning heavily down on his back the coarse hair on his chest making his back itch. He felt one arm laying over his neck holding him down in place, his other hand positioning his cock. Conrad let out a gurgling scream feeling his ass being pushed open abruptly taking the head of his cock inside he was almost sure he heard his ass tearing open, it burned like hell and the pain was excruciating. Conrad was gasping for breath his entire body engulfed by a pain that intensified the deeper he pushed his cock in, the thick shaft expanding his ass open wider. The agony and pain he felt left him unable to breath properly and he blacked out momentarily his eyes watering. Conrad snorted and snapped his eyes open crying out again in agony feeling his body and soul being crushed and destroyed by this man's cock. Wishing it would end so he could get his money and run, he suddenly felt a the sensation of he mans thick bush of pubes burying up against his hole. Getting a momentary relief from the pain only to become aware of the free arm circling around his waist ignoring his own cock it continued moved around like a snake until it held Conrad securely. Conrad felt completely immobilised and at the mercy of this man, the pain still burned deep in his body and gradually he felt like his ass was being pulled inside out. Each deep penetrating thrust made him cry out, unable to move his head he stared blankly out of the darkened back window in to the street lamp lit roads as they drove around west London. He was being fucked hard and steady, each thrust agonising with his calls to stop falling on deaf ears he could feel the warm breath from his benefactor who was now grunting and panting hard. Conrad let out one final loud agonising scream with the man pushing up hard, his cock sinking deeper than ever and simultaneously firing his seed in large thick gloopy streams deep in to Conrad's young body, electrifying jolts followed where each one seemed to penetrate him deeper. Conrad partly grunted and cried at the jolts from the man's orgasm and feeling relieved knowing this was over, even his eyes felt sore and his throat burned from the crying and screaming. Another painful long moan followed with the cock leaving his ass. He was still a little stunned at what he had done, confused, disgusted with himself and slightly dazed he heard a voice telling him to get dressed. Conrad pulled his underwear and shorts up seeing the lights from the bar appearing and the limo stopped exactly where it picked him up from. A wad of £50 notes was put in his hand and told to get out. The Arabic man grinned and lit up a cuban cigar waving Conrad away from the limousine he watched the door close and turned away in shame. He put the money in his pocket and stood looking at the brick wall in front of him. He felt dirty and degraded by his own actions stumbling towards the wall he leaned against it trying to gather his thoughts and compose himself. His ass felt like the pits of hell burning in so much pain he wanted to cry out in anger. "As gay as they come" Harry said walking up to Conrad "are you okay?" he asked. Conrad registered who it was "I'm fine" he replied standing up. Harry put his hand on Conrad's shoulder "Sure you don't need help?" he asked looking concerned. Conrad turned looking angry "Fuck off you queer" he responded shrugging Harry's hand off him. "Well fuck you" Harry replied punching Conrad in the face and walking off leaving him there. Rubbing his cheek and chin Conrad looked at Harry walking off re-joining his friends who all looked at him. It did nothing to help his self-confidence being looked down on by a bunch of gay guys in that way. Turning in the opposite direction he basically picked up where he stopped before getting in the limousine and painfully walked back to his aunt's house. He slept badly unable to get comfortable, every time he turned on to his left side he saw the pile of £50 notes on the bedside table. Unsure if the degradation and pain was worth it and to top it all he also now had to contend with a lightly bruised jaw from being punched. He couldn't ever remember calling someone queer like that since he had a school friend who turned out gay, then there was the man called Simon owner and occupier of Hibiscus Manor and Jack the gardener. Conrad was probably the only person in Hibiscus Drive who knew Jack was gay. By morning he woke managing to get a few hours sleep, his aunt went off to work and Conrad went to the bathroom. Sitting down he winced at the pain still around the entrance of his ass, he lost track of time sitting there his eyes watering every time the muscles in his ass pushed. Grabbing some toilet tissue he braced himself knowing this was going to hurt and he wasn't wrong, wiping gently he then stood up and saw rusty discoloured blobs floating in the toilet water. Not one or two but multiple ribbons of it. He felt sick again thinking about last night having never discussed using condoms, he had let a complete stranger fuck him and cum in his ass. Wallowing in self pity all day he sat out in the garden watching the planes in the distance heading to Heathrow and catching some of the late afternoon tennis matches on TV being played at Wimbledon. The pain in his ass had eased off although it was still agonising trying to poo he found out that evening. At least there was no more of the horrible stuff coming out of him, it was nagging at him wondering if the guy had hiv, but he did look respectable and bore a wedding ring. The following afternoon Conrad went to his cousins walking on the opposite side of the road away from the bar in case that Harry bloke was there again and didn't want to get in to any altercation with him. Stopping by the bank he deposited the money in to his account at the same time thinking about his ass and that the pain had all but gone. He spent the rest of the time with his cousin until 10pm. Heading back he walked on the same side of the road and sure enough he saw Harry standing there chatting with a guy. Harry noticed him and grinned giving him the finger. Conrad was so distracted by Harry that he didn't see the black limousine pass then do a U-turn in the road stopping a few meters in front of him. He wasn't sure at first if it was the same one until he started walking past it and the window opened and finger beckoned him over, there sat the Arabic man. He looked at Conrad and nodded "Same deal as the other night" he said smoking his cigar. Conrad saw the same guys looking at him from across the road "I'm not gay it was a mistake" he said. He laughed "You took it well and I need to fuck, get in" he said "£1k if you take like the other night". Conrad stepped back as the door magically opened "30 minutes" he said inching closer tempted by the money. "No" he replied "for as long as it takes me to be satisfied and empty my balls up your ass". Weirdly Conrad just saw the money side of it and slipped in to the seat next to him. It was gone midnight when he finally stepped out of the limousine after the Arabic man asked where he wanted dropping off. That was the extent of their conversation and his pocket was bulging with £50 notes again along with his sore ass that was even worse than the first time. True to his word it was only after the fourth time did he feel satisfied, Conrad just endured two hours of getting fucked stuck in the same position continuously, the Arab only took his cock out once he was done. And so it continued every other night he would get paid to be fucked by the same man in to the second week of his stay. Conrad was due to go home to Hampshire at the weekend and that Thursday afternoon he wandered around Knightsbridge bumping in to Harry who was dressed in public school boy uniform having finished classes for the day. Harry purposefully walked on a collision path with Conrad and every time Conrad stepped across so did Harry. The closer they got Conrad just gave up trying to avoid him. "How much have you made from Moham?" Harry asked stopping Conrad. "What?" Conrad asked looking at him "Man you still in school and whoring around?". "Shut the fuck up or I will punch you again" Harry replied smirking at Conrad. Conrad tried to pass by but Harry stopped him again "What happened to you being straight then?" Harry asked. "I am" Conrad replied looking at him unsure why he was still standing there hearing Harry laughing. "Was the money Moham offered too good to turn down?" Harry asked. Conrad blushed bright red not sure what to say "I am not gay" he said again. Harry just laughed in his face "You must be a fucking good bottom to take it from him so many times". "I am not gay" Conrad repeated to Harry "just get out of my face" he finally said having had enough. Harry cocked his head to one side "Your very sexy" he said. "I err" Conrad blushed again having never been told that by anyone "Sorry, what I said the other night". "That's okay, say it again and I will punch you harder next time" Harry replied making light of it. Conrad smiled and Harry shook his head "I have to go and do my homework, final exams coming up" he said. "Sure" Conrad replied awkwardly finding it amusing seeing an escort in school clothes. Harry walked off then turned "Meet me for a drink tomorrow evening, you know where" he said. He had to admit that Harry was one of a kind and in a way was a very attractive young and without a doubt he was flirting with him. Like himself he had copious amounts of blondish hair that made him look like a beach bum, those amazing blue eyes dazzled and he stood the same height as himself. Without knowing he was only 19 years old Harry had a pretty perfect body, not ripped but he was built for such a young person. Shaking his head Conrad was confused about meeting him and decided to sleep on it. He kept a low profile until Saturday afternoon, electing to stay in with his aunt that evening. Harry hung around the bar all of Friday evening chatting with his friends and keeping one eye on the direction he thought the guy would be walking from. By closing time Harry left the bar and walked home, it was no surprise the guy didn't turn up after all their meeting was not ideal. As difficult as it was he pinned to much on this so called straight guy but he couldn't help his feelings towards him, in truth Harry just couldn't stop thinking about him. Being an escort and finding a boyfriend was hard as most guys he met couldn't handle that part of him, even when he tried to explain that he did it for sex being a randy and very horny teenager. He was sad inside and tried to play his emotions down until he spotted the limousine and went running towards and tapped on the window. Moham lowered the window a little "What?" he asked taking a puff on his cigar. "The blond guy you had who is he?" Harry asked urgently "do you know where he lives?". Moham looked at him smiling "What's the information worth?" he asked putting the cigar back in his mouth. It was the last thing Harry wanted right now getting fucked by Moham "I just need to know where he lives". "It will cost you" Moham replied pressing a button and Harry stood back letting the door open. He sat next to Moham who looked at him and nodded down indicating for him to remove his jeans and underwear. Harry undid the zipper and the limousine pulled away. Moham put the cigar down and leaned over the back of Harry, his hand pulling his cock out that was already hard and he pushed it straight in to Harry's ass. He very rarely got to fuck Harry and liked that he was a little fighter when roughly taken, Moham loved the feel of Harry's body struggling. Harry didn't scream like the other guy he just wriggled and tired to reduce the impact by pushing his ass back. Moham had his arm secured around Harry's waist and with a steady brutal force he fucked him over and over until he shot his third load. Moahm spent fifteen minutes grinding his cock making sure Harry was properly bred before slowly he released him and sat back down doing his trousers up. The limousine stopped at the top of a road that Harry knew. "This is where I dropped him off" Moham said nodding down the road. Harry looked "So you don't know where he lives?" he now asked a little anger in his voice. The limo door opened "Down there" Moham replied lighting up his cigar "he screams when I fuck him". Harry slipped out of the limousine and the door closed immediately then drove off, he felt a pain of jealously at Moham's last remark or was it anger more importantly Moham had played him for a free fuck. He should have known since the man never spoke to guys he picked up, they just had to lean over and take it then get paid. Deciding this was a no hoper he turned to walk home even more upset than he was earlier. Saturday afternoon and Conrad headed back home for the Hampshire countryside, he had no regrets standing Harry up and didn't want the confrontation with him sensing they were complete opposites. His tuition fees well and truly covered by the £9k he made, the extra was pain money for enduring the nights he spent being driven around London taking a hammering from the Arab man. Sitting on the train out of Waterloo station he realised the thought of sex with the Arab had made him hard. Can't be he thought to himself, why would that turn me on? It was the start of his own confused emotions and state of mind questioning his own sexuality on the long journey until he reached home and the serenity of Hibiscus Drive. Sometimes your mind can hide things from you that only appear when you least expect them to. For Conrad he had subconsciously been fighting this battle for years and never even knew it.

I am 56 and a total bottom. I am cool with guys my own age, but I get way more attention from young tops. Before COVID, I had a steady fuckbuddy who was 18 and another who was 32.

Yeah go for it. Before Covid, i had 2 young studs 20 and 22 who used to fuck me good. One of them always wanted me in my suit pants, shirt,office shoes and wear glasses whilst he fucked me.

Last night I got up some dirty, cruisy public toilet near my place. It's big and always a few guy there. Got naked and Took 5 loads and drank 5 loads of piss. Walking home I spotted some random guy at the park jerking off so I stripped off an took his load too.

I lay there in the dark. I could just see shapes in front of me. I was on a leather mattress, one of three next to each other. A guy I could see was lying next to me. Like me he had his ass open to the sky, to anyone. My ass was open to anyone as well. But it was open to Poz guys more than anyone else. I didn’t want to discriminate. But to me I needed Poz cum. Only 30 minutes before I was on my iPhone typing my position and area on my iPhone. The ad I placed in Barebackrt was very specific. “ Poz guys only to breed Neg guy not on Prep in dark room at Bathhouse. Please bareback Poz with the words not on Meds Poz” time and place. Here I was 30 mins later lying on my stomach in the dark . My asshole was lubed. Every other minute I sniffed poppers. My cock was irrelevant. It is an intense experience lying in the dark, sniffing poppers, watching shadows in front of you. The guy next to me was as still as a plank. Part of me wanted to check his pulse. When a guy came near him and start to fuck him, he hardly made a sound. You could feel men’s hands feel your ass and legs ,finger your hole. Random men . But I wanted something else . Something more . I waited. It seemed like forever and not long at all. A guy was feeling my leg in the dark. It was slow . He got to my ass and seemed to linger around my hole. Suddenly a voice came out of the darkness” Not on Meds , Poz” That was it . Nothing for a moment, as I breathed harder. Suddenly I felt wetness, Then I felt hardness. Then pain , then pleasure. Next to me the voice again.” You got more than you bargained for . Take that Poz cock.” He pushed it in hard. I had an intake of breath. We both stopped for a moment . Then a voice. “ “You sure you want this?. No turning back” He almost impaled me and I answered almost in a scream. “ Give me your Poz DNA.” He breathed against my neck. “ Your a fucking slut” “ Yes” I responded. The guy fucking me laughed. Then loudly he said to anyone in the room “ This slut wants to be fucked Poz, full of Poz cum. No self respect. He deserves everything he gets. Load him up with anything”. With his elbow he pushed me down. “I will be back”. He got off me. Emptiness. This was only for a minute or so . “ Fuck bitch you want fucking AIDS!!” In short jabbing movements the next guy did not care. “ Been Poz 3 weeks you will fucking have this Pozzz” He trailed off. He had cum. So quickly. He managed to say “ Slut” as he left me but he disappeared as quickly as he came. I felt myself smile. This is heaven.This is the meaning of life. Another voice. “ No meds, Poz” this guy just grunted, again and again pushing into me. “ Fuck slut you are Poz “ He came abruptly. Next to me the other guy being bottomed moved. He put his hand on my shoulder”. I need to cum “ He said. “ I have no idea what I am . If I have it or not. Never been tested”. “Please fuck me “ I replied. He moved on top of me and started to pound hard my ass . “ I need to cum .Fuck this is so hot. Fuck you are so we wet. Fuuck!”. He had cum. He breathed against my neck. He stayed there for the longest time and then moved” Hope you get what you want” He said as he left. I was still smiling to myself in the darkness when I heard a familiar voice. Gruffly he announced to the shadows . “Have you had your fill of Poz cum slut? “ “ Never” I replied. “Please fill me up with more” He rammed into me hard. I panted into the mattress. “I am close ,slut. You are going to be Charged Poz. Fuck you are going to have dirty seed in you. Take that Poz seed! “ We both lay there. “You are going to have to go out of this Dark room eventually. People are milling around out the door to see who the Poz loving cum dump is. I smiled to myself. I had achieved wanted I was a Poz loving cum dump in a Bathhouse darkroom.

I have been contacted by tops (sort of 'out of my league') who have been around for years. Now they suddenly want to fuck. Looks like now any hole will do to dump their load and they no longer are so picky. I only have sex now with a 'quarantine buddy' so I tell them to come back when things are safer. I will very likely never hear from them again.

Trust me. Once she goes bare inside you, it will feel so much better for both of you. And of course that amazing feeling when she cums deep inside you

See, in my opinion, no, all studios do NOT behave like that. I've worked with some incredible studios who were WONDERFUL to me. When I worked for Cruising For Sex, they treated me with respect, compassion-- they were accommodating as fuck. Each time I worked for them, they were amazing. And they were/are not a studio with the biggest budget, but they always paid me extremely well on top of their treatment of me, and I couldn't have asked for a better experience. Same with Dark Alley Media, they were so nice and respectful of every aspect at all four shoots I had with them. Pantheon, in San Fransisco, they were so wonderful that they flew me out there a day early, paying for an extra night in a hotel, all because I had never been there before, and they wanted to be nice and give me a chance to see the city. And Hot Desert Knights? They were the absolute best. They not only cared about paying me fairly, and my having a good time, but they also cared about my health. And they took measures to ensure my safety. I could never repay them for how good they were to me. And they didn't have to be. I mean, who was I then, I was no one. They treated a nobody like that. And their kindness only grew the longer I knew them. So, no, not all studios treat their models like shit, and like they're expendable. Some of them actually care. I'm so thankful I got to work with those companies and met those people, THEY are what I miss about the industry. THEY are why I can look back at my career with fondness. If all I knew was Treasure Island, I'm not gonna lie, I'd be bitter and jaded as fuck. That being said, and though I might get flack for saying this, no, I don't think TIM is a good place for people curious about a career in porn to start out. They are not the best the industry has to offer. But, hey, what do I know? It's been quite a while since I worked with them. I could be wrong. But judging from what I knew then, and what I see and hear and know now, I'm not.

Jake stood motionless in the tile shower as the warm water cascaded across his body. stepping forward he placed his hands above his head, bracing his body against the satin grey tile as the water poured down his back, channeling naturally between his shoulders, to his hips, and along his taut milky cheeks as he stared down at his pendulous tool. Lucas would never understand how beautiful and perfect he had become, how he could become. maybe his strain would take, or maybe not, but Jake was sure this was a gift, a precious gift. Being poz among men was...it was as if he were some demigod. He could bless boys as he chose, convert the worthy few who invited his virulent hungry organ into their bodies and accepted his warm potent gift. Jake ran his hand along the length of his member. Poz meant his cock was home in only the finest, most exclusive bottoms. The boys who only cared about the purest pleasure. His exclusivity was confirmed gratefully by willing boys who buttered their holes with his precum and begged for his release, and denied to those who refused his generous pursuit of raw lust. Jakes head shot up as he heard his phone skittering across the marble kitchen countertop, vibrating with an incoming call. Scrambling to open the shower door he scuffed his feet on the bathroom rug momentarily and took off like a wet nude flash down the hall. "Lucas?!" he eagerly waited for the voice on the line to affirm his existence again if even for a moment. "uhm, Jake?" The boy searched his mind for what this timid voice was. It certainly wasnt Lucas. "Seth gave me your number. its Clint!" Jakes smile faded as he plodded back to the shower to fetch a towel. He certainly remembered blowing more greasy loads of pod spunk than he could count into this boy, he just never expected to hear from him again for some reason. His cock twitched at the thought of Clints insatiable cunt. "Hows it goin buddy?" Jake finished wiping himself down as he scooted the towel across puddles of water in the hall. "I feel...i dont feel good today jake. do you think it worked?" Jake felt a swell of pride as he heard the boys hoarse cough over the phone. "i think so baby." Jakes cock was rock hard as he imagined the boys smooth body embracing his gift. "I-if your not busy do you want to come over?" Clint asked bashfully. "of course i do baby ill be right there." Jake was now openly fisting his cock in anticipation of a slick poz hole to start his day with. "hi" Clint looked exhausted as he opened the door to his apartment dressed only in a pair of black briefs. his tired shoulders slumped as Jake embraced him. "Its all over baby you did a great job. Youre poz now" he stroked clints hair as the boy kissed him on the cheek. "i missed you Jake" he mumbled, moving his hand down to his underwear and slipping them down to present his pale cheeks. "i tried fingering my hole but it doesnt make me cum Jake" The boy couldnt believe his eyes. After all this, all clint could still think of was Jakes cock? it throbbed eagerly as he undid the buttons on his jeans. "i know baby, your boypussy needs a big cock in it doesnt it?" Clint nodded wearily as he spread his legs wider. "I made it slick already." he spread his hole obscenely for the hungry raw top to expose his dripping hole. "i mean, seth helped earlier. he brought lube" Clint pointed to a tupperware dish on the countertop that was obviously full of anonymous loads. "i never saw this kind before, but he put lots of it inside" clint remarked absently as he dipped a finger into his hungry toxic cunt. "this is the best kind of lube baby, but only poz holes get to use it. its very special." Jake scooped a gob of the seed into his fist and smeared it on his cock. "please Jake i need it inside. make me feel good." Jake stepped to the boys eager hole and gripped his hips. "put the nice big cock inside where it feels good clint" The boy sighed as he nudged his ass back and swallowed Jakes tool halfway. "oooooh fuck yes" clint moaned, continuing to slide back on the mans thick leaking prick. "god please jake fuck my hole" the desperate boy begged. "Jake began forcefully slamming his impossibly large cock into the smaller teens frame. this was what he was made for, charging up holes and shooting his load deep.

Cumdumps don't choose to be faggots. They are born with a deep desire to be used as fucktoys and cum recepticals. That's why they don't care who's cock they suck or who fucks them up the ass and they are willing to do it anywhere you tell them to. They just NEED cock and cum so badly that they are willing to do or say anything to get it. They are addicts for cock and cum. That's why cumdump faggots are so easy to use and degrade and pass around.

i've always been bareback, even during the AID's crises. i have never been a chaser, but have never been a condom user. i've prolly had thousands of guys and can count on two hands the number who used condoms, and that was early on. i still encounter some who use condoms, on hook up sites, i suspect that has more to do with them being in relationships, married, and fearful of any STD. i just don't encounter it much with hook up sex, i'm explicitly bareback on all my profiles (but then, there are many who don't read profiles!). The only person i have encountered of late who wants to use a condom is a sort of dating situation. i say "sort of" because i've already been clear to him i don't think we are a match. He's versatile and would want me to top... not gonna happen, plus he is afraid of HIV and std's and would want to use a condom... not gonna happen. So, in my mind we remain 'just friends,' though i think he still has romantic notions. i find the disconnect strange. i don't see it as "hate" at all, really just fear.

Part 2: Becoming pregnant fuck meat I walked out into the hall and back up to the hotel bar. I look around. My friends had gone. The bar almost empty, just the barman cleaning up. He looked at me and smirked "I think your friends let honey" he said in a very camp voice and looked me up and down like he was undressing me. Behind me my skinhead appeared. He put his arms around me "c'mon up to my room and I'll call you a cab, you look wasted". I didnt resist, eveything was spinning. Before I knew it I was in his room, sitting on the edge of his hotel bed. He stood in front of me. "Well, whilst we wait for a cab you may as well finish sucking my cock". He pulled down his jeans and his hardening cock sprang out. I was immediately transfixed and began sucking on it like it was the most natural thing to do in the world. I was deep throating it like a pro, like I'd seen in the porn movies. I licked his balls and sucked them into my mouth. I was in heaven. He pulled my T-Shirt off, and pushed me back onto the bed. Then he pulled off my boots and jeans. Within seconds I was naked on my back. I have to go I said, I'm wasted... "Relax" he told me "I have you a little something to help you get into it, being your first time I thought you needed some help" "What do you mean, you gave me something..." I slurred "Just a little something I pushed up your cunt with my tongue" I started sucking my cock. I started moaning. I was in heaven. He replaced his mouth with his hand and moved to licking my arse. I was in heaven, moaning like a total slut. He began fingering me and working my cock at the same time, I'd never felt anything like it. Then he stopped and moved up my body, my legs pinned over his shoulders. He kissed me deeply, his tongue forcing it's way into my mouth. "are you ready, you are going to get fucked tonight, you know that dont you?" "Yes, sir, but please not without a condom..." "It's OK' he said "Dont worry, you are going to get barebacked at some point, it may as well be tonight, You want to lose your virginity properly dont you?" God yes, I moaned and uttered the words every bottom knows so well "Please fuck me, fuck me hard, cum in me, I want you to cum inside me" He pushed his cock into me. I dont even remember it hurting. All I remember is the fucking - him fucking me hard and me taking it like I was born to be bitch. On my back with a man inside me. I was groaning and taking on the role of a slut in ways I didnt think I was possible of - begging him to fuck me harder, to use my cunt. Hurt me, rape me, everything I could think of. My entire world was now about his amazing dick in my arse and for the first time I felt complete, loved and wanted. "I'm getting close" he said "Maybe if you are lucky we'll get you pregnant first time" That sounded kinky, being a girl I thought, pretending I could pregnant. My femboy side had awakened and I loved the idea of being the girl with a cunt. "Yes, please, cum in me, make me pregnant. Give me your babies, I want you to be my daddy, cum in me daddy please cum in me" And then he did it - he pushed down hard and pumped his load into me. Thats all I remember from that night, I must have passed out. I woke up the next morning, still in his bed, naked...

Who here ever touched you dad's dick? I did. I've held it, cleaned it, and worked on his piss slit.

I think it is turning into a summer to remember up there after all. Went last night (first time on a Saturday), and there must have been 200+ guys there. It’s just like a cruise club, only outdoors. Guys milling around, sitting on logs, chatting, smoking, drinking (as well as fucking, of course). Some are naked, others in jocks or harnesses, some in leather. Lots of different areas to explore, some public, some hidden: you really can see where the mazes you find in saunas and sex clubs came from! All very quiet, though: it’s like the volume has been turned down. No music, of course, just a quiet hum of guys chatting and fucking. Maybe it’s always been like that- I’m pretty new to this. But I’m glad I’ve finally discovered it: it’s great, and now I know what all the fuss is about!

Love cath play you have no control over your body the first time it happened to me I was in restraints, ball gaged as two tops inserted a catheter into my cock I was in amazement as this tube was being fed in my body deeper and deeper and I began pissing my self . It was so erotic having no control over your own body when I thought it couldn’t get any better than that the two tops connected a bag full of there chem pis to the other end and filled my bladder two minutes late I was flying

I’m 70 it’s hard for me to get my dick hard I love taking loads in my hole being a cumdump.

Another masterpiece setting the scene so well. Bring on the next chapter

Hi Charlie....Thanks for posting, you got a new fan here. Looks like you really enjoyed getting fucked on camera, and that made your already hot ass even hotter! Pretty fun watching you top as well. Looking forward to more!

61 here and love breeding and seeding ass!

damn. I spent many a day & night there in the mid-90s

I seem to remember something I read in one of the fiction stories. After fucking, one guy grabbed what he thought was his water bottle, but realized it was his buddy's bottle, and switched to the other one. Buddy: Dude. You realize I just poz bred you, and you're concerned about drinking from the wrong water bottle??? It was something like that.

that is correct description for me.. i feel i dont choose my attraction to real men.. im born to be faggot urging for cock and cum that i feel is very true.. and often anywhere since get horny and extremly submissive.. Ill even say and degrade myself extremly when have to.. looove cock and cum so bad.. Im a cock and cum addict... im very good being used, degraded with pleassure and often passed or shared around.. more and more lately

I refuse no dick or load and I go actively searching for as many loads as I can get.

Oliver ran the bar of soap across his chest as the shower filled with warm steam. his heart sank thinking about the impending meeting with Doug, but he held his resolve. Doug had to know how to stop this. surely he could reason with him? Oliver planned his options carefully but just couldnt seem to think of the right words to say. Why was doug doing this? he hadnt done anything to upset the fatherly looking old man. "i dont..." oliver paused, fumbling for the words. "dont...cum in me?" oliver stammered in embarrassment. oliver sighed, running the soap across his ass and remembering Dougs words. "pussy" he grimaced. he stood there as the water cascaded over his thin frame. Doug picked the worst word for his body when he violated the boy. he said it over and over as Olivers body helplessly opened to invite dougs tool deeper. "girls have pussies" the boy grumbled, reaching down apprehensively to touch his soapy asshole he was shocked to see his dick begin to swell. "no" he gritted his teeth. he had to control this somehow. Oliver arrived at the office reception and nervously tapped his toe. the place seemed, emptier than usual. He scanned the room anxiously and tried to rehearse his demands. "Oliver?" Treys chipper voice rang out as the boy sheepishly rose to his feet and shuffled down the hallway. "room 11." the boy smiled. Oliver tentatively smiled back as he entered the dim room and sat awkwardly on the examination table. He waited for what seemed like hours as mere minutes ticked by. Finally the door swung open and Doug entered. "hey ollie! hows my favourite patient feeling today?" "a little better i guess" olivers heart sank, remembering the gift his body accepted just a few days ago. "oh dont be so glum there buddy. once you take your medicine im sure youll perk right back up' Doug turned to the boy, syringe in hand. "i...i dont want to do this" Oliver protested, as the strong older man wound the tubing tight around his arm. "nonsense ollie the medicine is good for you. it helps your special little gift." Doug gently squeezed olivers thin white arm, coaxing the teens vein. "i mean, i dont want to..." Oliver felt ashamed to even ask. What was he even asking for? its not like Doug didnt hear his protest. Doug carried on as if the boy hadnt spoken at all. "little stick" doug cooed, as he dipped the needle gently into the teens vein. "This medicine is a little stronger ollie so you might feel a bit different than last time." doug smiled at the despondent boy. "please no" he croaked, as Doug pushed the contents of the powerful cocktail into the young mans body and released his arm. "look at me ollie" dougs voice echoed in his head as the boy began to cough. "that a boy, see ollie? the nice medicine makes you feel good all over" Olivers heart pounded in his chest. "nnnnn" he groaned, trying to push a sentence of protest from his throat as Doug began unbuttoning the boys shirt. "my girl...." ollie groaned as doug unbuttoned the teens denim jeans. "lift up ollie" Obediently he picked himself up and Doug slid the rest of his clothes off. "she...." oliver stared down at his now rock hard cock, the soft blonde hairs at its base sparsely decorating the boys prick as a testament to his youth. "did you do have some fun last night ollie? you didnt sneak your little poz cock inside her did you?" doug teased as he began undressing. ollie shook his head. "its okay ollie I know. Once you teach a boy about that special little hole between his legs, its hard to even remember how to cum without it" Doug fetched a tube of lube from the countertop and squirted a glob onto the boys cockhead as it gently throbbed in time with his heartbeat. Oliver watched as Doug gently placed the boys hand on his cock. "nice big strokes now ollie" he instructed, as he hovered over the boy, phone in hand. Oliver began fisting his cock. the syrupy lube felt nice on his dick as he sighed contentedly, jerking his prick obediently. "youre doing great ollie. See, your body learns naturally once a mans cock is inside. At first it just feels...different" Doug smeared a glob of lube on his thick tool as ollie stared, mesmerized by the mans pendulous balls and swaying meat. "but eventually those big cocks in your pussy start to change things." doug pushed the boy back on his elbows and began massaging a dollop of cool sticky lube into the boys hairless pink cunt, working his fingers inside with ease. "see ollie? see how your little pink pussy just opened right up? your body wants a man inside you. its a natural part of how you cum now and pretty soon, you wont be able to cum without it." oliver groaned around the mans thick fingers as they danced in and out of him. "See Ollie can fight me. he can huff and puff and say no no no as much as he wants" Doug lined his leaking cock up with the boy and pressed gently, his hole opening around the glistening tool to accept the head. "but ollies body? well that will never say no. it opens up every time for my nice big cock" Doug stroked the boys cheek as he slid deeper inside. "look down ollie" The boy gazed at his slim hips, watching the doctor take him once again. Doug was right. Oliver could write an entire speech in the shower about how he just wanted to stop, but there was no way to keep doug out of his guts if his hole wouldnt cooperate. "just a little more, youre doing fine." Doug seated his cock into the boy fully as he groaned, a gentle gurgle emerging from his guts. "see ollie? thats your pussy talking, not you." doug began to gently fuck the teen on his rod, drawing his cock fully from the boy in a lewd slurp, before sliding it gently back inside. "Pretty soon thats all youre going to listen to, just what your body needs." doug smiled as the boys cock fired a quick shot of cum across his chest. "f-fuck" ollie stammered. "thats it, open up for the big pretty cock" doug whispered to the boy as he continued fucking just as if Oliver had never cum. "did you miss it ollie? this was what your body needed. what that nice little girlfriend of yours cant give you. Tell me where the nice big cock is ollie" doug watched the panting boy search his mind. Why did doug keep asking? of course he was inside him couldnt he hear it? dougs cock was loudly churning the boys hole. "in my pusssssy" he smiled, as doug held the camera to his face. "theres a good boy" doug cooed as Oliver relaxed his hips and leaned further back.

Love that anon safe feeling of wearing masks and getting a load raw doggy style during covid crisis

As a top, I love it when a bottom cums hands-free because their insides milk my dick while they cum and I love that feeling. Plus, whenever a bottom has cum hands-free with me inside them, it hits them like a jolt of the strongest poppers; they gaze at me so appreciatively as their bodies give over into that carnal, animalistic place where their every thought and movement is about getting my seed. I fucking love that when it happens with one of my boys.

My partner and I went to the Vulcan Baths in San Diego. We'd had enough of the family thing and needed to connect some cock and ass. I've always have pretty good luck with barebacking and poz/neg contact in "America's Finest City" - those boys do like to fuck. Anyway, we got there after cruising around Hillcrest for a while. The place wasn't too crowded at 11pm (but couldn't get a room), but had a nice selection of fresh meat--course, being from LA meant we were also new meat. The video rooms play different fuck movies – one room shows the kinkier side. Thought I’d score something good there. A short Mexican kid kept staring at my very hard 7 1/2 thick cock, then walked out slowly. I followed him into one of the "open" rooms where he immediately laid down and spread his very fuckable ass cheeks. I massaged his hole which instantly opened up for my fingers. he reached around and handed me a condom - well this wasn't what I had in mind, but I was hot to fuck his ass. <They say in all the aids warnings about using your head and not your cock to think - I was so hot for this kid's ass that I thought with my cock and slipped the damn latex on.> Fortunately, I thought quickly and slipped out of his hole for a stroke and slid the rubber off. He didn't notice that my cock was raw and back inside his hot and loose hole. <turns out I was #3 to use it last night, my partner was #5, the little fucker got around> anyway, he only got some poz precum from me, I wanted to keep my edge. He shot on top his stomach and I immediately licked it up. He was shocked, I think he was really neg and freaked by giving cum. Went to the Jacuzzi and met another guy (KJ), but he was cooling down after he took a load in his mouth and came. The other guy had fucked him, but he wanted to taste the cum. KJ said he was also neg, but hopefully won't be a neg barebacker for long . KJ kept playing with his somewhat sore hole and we worked over each other's nipples. Went to the bunkroom and played with nipples until my partner walked in. I introduced them and we began kissing there. KJ wanted to watch my partner fuck me, so my partner bent me over a bunk and fucked my raw ass. A few guys came over to watch and touch, but only KJ sucked my cock while I was getting plowed. My partner stopped and went to find more ass, so KJ grabbed another guy to work over my hole. After the required negotiations - I wanted it raw, long and to keep the guy's load, we found another open room. the new guy shoved a couple of fingers up my hole to work it loose - that didn't take long. A bottle of poppers under my nose and that cockhead ripped me open wide. His cock was large and thick but his cockhead was a lot bigger than the shaft. He started pumping my ass while KJ slapped my hole, sucked my cock and twisted my nipples. Those two and the poppers kept me needing more and more fucking. after the guys turned my hole into a fucked up mush, he asked where I wanted his load - he kept asking and I kept demanding that it went up my ass....where he finally shot it. we took a minute to cool down and started to leave the room. I asked if he was poz, and he said no. damn. I told him too bad, I wanted to get charged. He smiled and said to get some more cock. I went back to the bunkroom to find my partner fucking the hot little Mexican kid. Some guy felt my hole in the shower and put a couple of fingers up. guess he felt the cum too, cause he pulled me in front of him and slid his cock in.....just a few pumps and I had load #2. He must have been ready to leave but hadn't gotten off, so he used my hole to shoot. Saw him a few minutes later all dressed to go. I guess my partner had finished the Mexican boy, cause he was laying in the bunk room with his ass looking so fuckable again. I started to finger his hole, then made a show of opening a rubber packet for him. As I slid my pozcock into his little neg ass, I tossed the rubber on the floor and started pumping his hole. He had so much lube from his other fucks and was still wide open. I knew he couldn't tell if I had the rubber on or not. I really enjoyed bringing my cock to the boiling point in his neg ass. After a good ten minutes of fucking him, I knew I was gonna shoot soon, so I just grabbed his hips and fucked him deep. A few choice thrusts and a stayed in as far as my cock would go - shooting my poz load into his (hopefully not for long) neg hole. He just laid there as I took my cock out of his now cum and lube filled hole. I slapped his ass and said thanks. I wonder what he thought when he realized that his ass was full of cum? This morning I was in the shower after letting the two cum loads incubate overnight inside my body. if forced some of it out and spread that wonderful male juice over my skin. The smell and taste of it after being in me was so fucking hot. I'm sure that I had a new charge from #2, and gave it time to re-infect me. What a fucking intoxicant knowing that some guy's charged DNA was joining with me. I hope to have my new toxic seed ready for breeding soon. Maybe it'll be the one to infect the next neg boy.

This is an artists rendering of Eric if he were real. Just thought I'd throw this in.

I'm staying in West Palm Beach July 27 through August 3rd, can host in my Airbnb just off Southern Blvd. I want to be bred as much as possible during my visit. Stop by, use my mouth to get you ready if you want, then slide in my hungry whore hole and fuck me at whatever pace and in whatever position feels best to you, dont stop until your load is inside me and let yourself out. I can be hooded if you prefer anonymous. Tell your fuckbuds to stop by too.

The haters really don’t know what they’re missing in the joy of bb sex. Or they’re closet fans of bareback, with bb vid clips on their phones and computers. More on to guys who share your love and desire for bb sex! 🐷

I think, now the STDs are definitely less dicey things then earlier. When in early March the acting doctor (an almost 70 lady) investigated me, she said that getting any STDs is better then being ill with COVID. I am neg on prep and I fuck with poz guys without hesitation. Taking prep has become the part of my daily routine (before COVID celibacy). I take every morning my multivitamins and Prep. I think, furthermore, I know that living with HIV (I mean being poz on meds) today is not so dangerous like smoking dozen of cigarettes, drinking alcohol and eating fat foods every day. Will you ever be stigmatised on the future because of your status? Yes, of course. Some of the people always stigmatise others. You are gay, you’re single, you don’t have any child, you are divorced, because of your gender, your origin and the list is endless. But never mind. There are more and more people, who aren’t stupid. However, it is important to highlight the responsibility of others. If I have sex, I have to be clear with the risks of it. If I have bareback sex, I must know I can get all kind of STDs (except the ones I have immunity). Independently of the label on the profile or the answer to my question if the other is clean. Anyway, this is the stupidest question and I get it many times, even though the guy is the third behind my cumfilled ass. To sum up, being proud openly poz gay can be sometimes, many times hard, but wot or without it you are a valuable person and kick the hypocrites’ ass.

Mark 323-250-4688 85029 (near 19th Ave and Peoria Ave) Available all day Age: 44 Height: 5'8" Weight: 175 Ethnicity: Caucasian

Responds to bacon Your cell number (for texts): (206) 659 - 1217 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Downtown Seattle, 98101 Times you're available: varies Age: 50 Height: 6’0 Weight: 160 lbs. my.BarebackRT.com/giggity

Lincoln Nebraska. Looking for anon tops to fill me up. Jeff Age 48 Weight 160 Height 5'4 Phone 402-429-6511 text only I can host.

Once I enjoyed it, Daddy stopped breeding me. He liked hurting my hole.

that's amazing! lucky you!

I had my very first incest experience recently. I've been wanting to hook up with my cousin for a while. I've been seeing his grindr profile for months and I came really close to making my move over the holidays but backed out because I was so nervous and scared. We finally did something about a week ago and it was better than I thought. We started by making out then I blew him in his garage. He came over the next day and fucked me and it felt like all of my dreams were coming true. I'm hoping we can get together again soon. He's staying inside because my uncle had the flu and they want to make sure it isn't coronavirus so I'm not getting anymore of his dick for at least another 10 days.

The economy will eventually go into another recession, and Trump’s fiscal fuckups have left the US virtually no tools to recover. Budget deficits are already over a trillion dollars a year thanks to the GOP’s tax cuts for the 1%, so the federal government won’t be able to restore the economy via fiscal stimulus. Trump threatens Powell if the Federal Reserve Bank doesn’t keep rates artificially low so Trump can get re-elected. Big banks have loaned trillions for sketchy corporate “financial engineering” at the behest of Trump’s bank regulators. If you net out this questionably collectible debt and federal deficits, the US economy has had negative GDP growth during Trump’s tenure. Only the uninformed or ill-informed think Trump’s house of cards is producing actual growth.

Stop drinking the kool aid. McConnell, Graham, Scalise, Jordan, Meadows, Nunez, Gaetz and just about every Repug only care about remaining in power. I'm not pleased with many of the Dem candidates, but America needs to DUMP TRUMP!

After we split up, my ex-partner’s Str8 buddy and I started playing tennis. He let it slip one day that my partner had told him I was a bottom. He didn’t really bottom-shame me yet did tease me on and off about it. As if I wasn’t as much of a man as he because I was gay and a bottom. Then I started challenging him over it....telling him he wasn’t man enough to fuck me. Then him scoffing and saying I’d never go back to gay guys if he fucked me. This went back and forth for a while and calmed down after a while. Especially when I beat him on the court. Then he started asking me shit like, “You really let guys fuck you in the ass?” One day after we got off the court and into a couple beers he told me that women never let him do it because he’s hung big. I let it be known that I take big cocks and he replied, “Not this big”. I challenged him to whip it out...and he did. I sucked him hard. Easily 9” which looked massive on a guy only 5’7”. He never said a word when I lubed us up and got on my knees on the sofa and guided him into me. I hit the poppers and took it all...and all he gave me til he shot his load in me like 15 mins later. Though he zipped up and left pretty quickly after that, we continued to play tennis and fuck weekly for months til he moved to Vegas.

We reeked of sex as I pulled him into the shower room and the showers automatically started to run, but I had no intentions of cleaning up just yet. Throughout the first fuck session we’d been drinking water and now I pushed him to his knees and stood before him. He immediately began to lick my cock and nuzzle my balls as I tweaked my tits. He looked up at me as he worked his lips and tongue up and down my shaft, gobbing on it and slowly wanking it to milk a steady stream of precum from the tip. He expertly probed my piss slit with his tongue and squeezed the head, lapping it with his gorgeous tongue in expectation of my piss. I smiled and beckoned him onto the inbuilt bench and turned him around. I looked at his arse. It was beautiful. The hair was matted with spit, cum and arse juice and sweat and I bent down to sniff, drinking in the scent of the freshly fucked hole. There’s no better scent on a man. He moaned and with one hand pushed my face between his cheeks. I opened my mouth and let my tongue tease his hole, making him moan even more. I stood up and flipped him onto his back and stood between his legs. The ring through my cock glistened as my cock shook with anticipation. The bench had been built wide enough and high enough to provide the perfect fuck position and sure enough he raised his legs and held his ankles as I slid into his cunt once again, and he sighed. He was still so tight as my cock went in as deep as it could but I didn’t start to fuck him. I leaned forward and kissed him, one hand pushing onto his bladder. He grinned and without hesitation started to piss up into our open mouths, our tongues scooping it up as we drank his steamy, fetid liquid. As we kissed, Milos’ piss filling our mouths, I placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed into him as deep as possible onto my cock and then released my own flow. His eyes opened as he felt - clearly for the first time - this new sensation of piss filling his gut. As my piss filled his arse and he started to squirm, I whispered for him to clench hard on my cock and seal off his arse and take all my fluid. I slowed my piss and we continued to kiss as I slowly fucked him. He told me how great it felt to feel my piss sloshing in his cunt and my cock fucking it into his body, saying his cunt was mine to use as I wanted. I kissed him deeply. I told him to release his arse muscles and felt my piss slowly out of his hole spilling down my legs and mingling with the water that was cascading over our bodies. Sliding my cock into his gut as the fluid spilled out was such an intense sensation it was all I could do not to cum again but I restrained myself. When his arse was finally empty I pulled out and stood up and pulling Milos to his feet we showered, our hands exploring each other’s bodies, even allowing Milos to finger my own cunt before leaving the shower and heading back to the bedroom. The porn was still playing - now Sean Storm being gangfucked by a group of daddies. Pulling Milos onto the bed with me, I relit the pipe and we shared a few tokes as we snogged. Both our cocks were so hard again and leaking precum down the shafts. My arse was now itching for some action - even though I’d wanted to do the fucking, now my gut wanted to be filled at least once but I wanted to remain in control. So as we snogged I slid on top of Milos and positioned myself over his cock. Pulling back his generous foreskin and watching the trapped precum ooze down hisbshaft, I teased his head with my hairy hole. He gripped my waist with one hand and my cock with the other. Slowly I lowered by cunt onto the head of his cock and stopped, leaning down to kiss him. His breathing was shallow as I felt his hips rise up. I slapped his head and he dropped his hips. I pulled my arse away and leaned back to grab his bollocks, twisting them hard for good measure. Milos yelped. I opened the poppers and took two deep hits before handing Milos the bottle to repeat. Resting his fingers on my tits and cock, pulling my cock by the cockring and making my balls shiver, I once again started to lower myself onto his cock. It was thicker than I expected and as I hadn’t been loosened up it felt good as it pushed against the walls of my ass as he teased my tits and cock head. I let out an involuntary moan as I pushed down on his shaft. His hairy sweaty bollocks felt good in my hands, heavy with cum which I so desperately wanted to feel shoot deep into my guts. I began to ride him, slamming down to the base of his cock in rhythm to his wanking my cock. Soon my arse was slick with his precum, and I could feel his extra uncut skin sliding around in my guts. I leaned down and told him how much I wanted his seed, and he smiled. “You want my poz seed, dude?” For a split second I froze then smiled. Milos was way hornier and sleazier than I had originally thought. “Yeah dude, you’ve had mine, now I want yours.” He smiled and threw his head back in ecstasy as I slammed even harder onto his cock and his hips started to rise to meet each thrust. I leaned back and pushed two fingers into his arse, still so tight. My balls started to tighten so I slapped his hand off my cock - I wanted all my seed in his arse, deep in his arse and he seemed to understand me. He focused on my tits and I rode his cock with increasing speed and vigour. I grabbed a fistful of his chest hair in one hand as he started to moan and his legs beneath me started to go rigid. And then as I leant down to kiss him he thrust up and deep into my arse and I felt a torrent of his hot spunk erupt into my arse. I kept riding his cock even as the spasms started to subside - feeling his young cock pushing his gift of poz seed as deep as it could. I could almost feel his spunk leaking through the walls of my arse into my blood stream and it felt good. But it wasn’t enough. I wanted more and I wanted to see how much further Milos would go. He’d already surprised me and I wondered as I felt some of his spunk leak from my hole, how much he’d really done. I rolled off him and drew him towards me. As we snogged, I felt his fingers probe my arse and pull his own spunk out and into his greedy mouth. As we kissed I lit the pipe and we toked as we watched the ongoing porn show. Now a succession of smooth twinks being fucked by hairy daddy types. So fucking hot. I decided to move things on. I grabbed my phone and checked my messages. As he watched I scrolled to one of my fuck apps and opened it. It sprang to life with countless messages. As he watched, I opened some of them. All wanted the same thing - a fuck session. Either alone or with others. Some had pics. One caught my eye and I opened it. It was my young ginger stud - Toby. The pics and messages were clear - he wanted some T fun and the picture of his tight smooth arse leaking cum with his heavy dripping cock dangling between his legs caught Milos’ attention. “Hot fucking dude. He a regular?” I nodded. “Yeah. Raw n tight. Like him?” “Fuck yeah. Ginger is hot.” I turned to Milos. “Shall we get him over. Would love to watch him fuck you.” Milos smiled and nodded as he pulled on his dick. I messaged Toby and continued to scroll through my messages til I found who I was looking for. Sure enough, when I clicked the message, Milos gasped. My boyfriend has a friend - Michael - a Brazilian Guy. Fit as fuck with 11 thick inches and beer can thick with a massive arse ripping mushroom head. Sometimes my boyfriend and Michael take turns on my arse. Serious turns, my cunt left so full and sloppy I sometimes have to take a day off work to recover and wank through all the memories. When my boyfriend was out of town, Michael likes to use my ass solo. Tonight I had other ideas. “You like?” “Big fucking dick!” I didn’t wait for an answer but replied that Michael should come over. “I wanna see him break your butt.” Milos smiled and kissed me. “Fuck dude. Break both of us.” I smiled. No. Just Milos.

when I was in grade 7 there was a younger boy who was very gay and I heard he sucked guys cocks so I got alone with him and he eagerly sucked my cock.after he became my regular cocksucker he asked me to piss in his mouth and spit in his face and became my regular urinal in addition to sucking my cock anytime and anywhere I wanted

Cole from Active Duty especially now that he's a little older, also his dick seems a little less intimidating than CutlerX's..