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I had planned it all out. I was nervous and took a glass of wine gulping it down. The knock on the door ,though expected ,startled me. I opened it. “ Hi”I said. The guy I met, smiled” Hello “. Even as I let him in I felt a sense of control start to flow away from me. He seemed more in control , more sure of himself. Another knock. I let the other guy in as well. He seemed less certain , but more certain than me. I was the one who set this up and yet I was the one that seemed more on edge. “ Would you like a drink?” “No “they both said . The first guy smiled and said “working”. “Of course”I stammered “ “Do you two know each other? .” The two guys looked at each other “ No” I sat on the edge of the bed. Was this what I truly wanted? A hotel room ? Two prostitutes or should I say Escorts? “ You both are Poz not on meds?” They now looked at each other more intently and then back at me. “ I am Neg, not on PREP .I only have tonight in London by myself... so... do you mind if I get another drink?”. “ So you want Raw, Poz dicks in your ass?” The first guy smiled.” You don’t need a drink, you need a huge hit of poppers”. I looked around taking in my surroundings, for the first time really, even though I had checked in four hours before. What the actual fuck was I doing ? Here I was in a hotel ,near the Airport about to have sex with two Poz Prostitutes. Six hours before I had been having a farewell lunch with friends. None of them would ever guess I would now be here doing this. “Who the hell was I ?” For a moment I thought I could pull out of this. I mean they would have seen this before, Clients chickening out. Wives , closeted. They would have seen it all before. But some fucked up Neg guy booking two prostitutes on online ads because they were Poz and I had had too much poppers up my nose and too much twisted fantasy in my my head. “ It’s ok” The second guy spoke for really the first time.” Take off your clothes”. I gulped and within seconds we were all taking our clothes off except our underwear . The first guy” So this is a conversion ?” Yes I suppose” I blurted. “ Fuck hot “ he replied. “Suck my dick “ and without any further hesitation I grabbed his cock and started sucking. “ Suck that Poz dick you sick prick” This made me hornier. While still sucking one of my arms went for the trousers on the floor, grabbing my poppers from my pocket then inhaling hard. “ Can I have some? “The second guy stepped forward and took the poppers from me. He took deep sniffs. “ Suck my cock as well “and pulled his hard cock out of his underwear. He had a PA attached to the end of his dick.. I started sucking this dick now. In the background a French bareback film was playing from my USB on the TV. “I am not sure about this” The second guy said. At the same time he didn’t take his dick out of my mouth. I stopped. “ I want this. I really want this. I need Poz toxic cum up my ass. I know what I am doing. I don’t want to make this uncomfortable for you, but I need to be Poz. You are doing me a huge favour that I can’t thank you enough for.” He smiled and eased himself. “Fuck you sick slut I am going to Poz you so hard that it won’t be just the toxic load that makes you Poz, it will be my dick ripping you apart and making you bleed. “ With that the second guy took the poppers off the first ,took a huge sniff and pushed the bottle to me . As I took the bottle, he pulled down my underwear and threw them off. He then pushed me face down onto the bed. “ You want a toxic dick I am giving you one.” I have no idea where he got the lubricant from. It could have been from my suitcase, more likely he had some. I felt huge pain but he seemed to know this and covered my mouth with his hand as I yelled. Then suddenly I saw a different popper bottle in front of me and I sniffed in heaven and started to relax. The first guy came around to my head and had his knees open against each side of my mouth. I started sucking his cock as I saw a third bottle of poppers appear before my nose. “ You want that big Poz dick . Keep sucking you whore. You fucking love that infected dick don’t you” I kept slurping and sucking. I felt guilt I was putting these two guys through this.I felt guilty I wanted this and yet it was though my soul desired this fucked up situation. “ I need to be Poz, infect me.Charge me up” I yelled. They swapped. I felt another hard dick up my ass. “ Make me pregnant. Knock me up”. I yelled. “You sick fucking slut take that fucking toxic dick” I heard. “Plant your dirty seed up my Neg Ass”. It seemed that each word made them release their inner Poz pig.” You are going to be fucked up so badly”they said. Each time they put their dicks in my ass and poppers up my nose I was one step closer to my goal. I started to lose all sense of who was doing what .One moment I was sucking on a PA, the next moment a fat juicy cock. Both were up my ass.My head was starting to ache with the amount of poppers that was in my head.” I need to be charged pregnant “ I said. All I could smell was sex and poppers. “ You know soon you will be fucked up ,truly fucked up. No escape. Pozzed well and truly” In the haze that was my head I thought I felt the PA, but the poppers were so much I have no idea. Then I heard a whisper.” You sure? “ against my ear. “ Make me Poz” I said. “I am going to charge you Po..... “and then silence. “You fucking sick twaisted slut.”I felt it inside. I always hoped I would. Here it was .I had a charged Poz load up me. I smiled as a dick left my mouth. I was so high in poppers I had no idea that the dick that now entered my body was the one with a PA attached. But the sudden pain made me remember.” You are fucked, you Neg slut. You will be pozzed by the time this is over “ More poppers under my nose. “ Fuck do you want a charged bloody load?” So the pain was not just the dick. “ Please” I pleaded “please do this ,make me Poz” The pace picked up. “You need to be toxic don’t you “ he said “ yes “ I pleaded. “You know this will fuck you right up.” He said. “ “ Yes” I pleaded . “Make me your toxic dump.”He breathed heavily in my ear and then stopped. I felt it . I felt it in my ass. In Heaven. I had crossed over. I was gone. For a minute, maybe less I lay there. All three of us were breathing heavily. My finger touched my ass . It explored inside my ass while the once fat Poz dick became limper. I took the finger out and saw it up against my eyes. Both blood and cum met my eye. “ Thankyou “ I said Well you paid us you sick fuck. Hopefully you got what you wanted” I smiled” I did”

Part 5 - Overlooking Hyde Park Conrad returned to the greenhouse and found Jack sat attending some new Hibiscus seedlings, he walked still in shock of what he had seen but went around things as normal calling it a day by 4pm. He couldn't shake how unnerved he was and the last thing he needed tonight was going out, promising Charlie they would have dinner out by way of an apology for the fight. Jack watched him leave and seeing the change in him that afternoon he was concerned that something happened, he headed up to the manor to ask if Simon saw anything that would explain the strange behaviour from Conrad. Simon had no idea and in his usual way of ignorance is bliss he didn't dwell on it anymore taking Jack up to bed for some late afternoon release. Charlie ordered the food and fetched the drinks sitting back down at the booth that they had managed to corner in the gastro pub. It was fairly busy for a Sunday evening with most of the patrons sitting in the beer garden enjoying the summer sunshine. Conrad was happy and in his element being out with Charlie, it made a change the two of them finding some time to talk things over before Charlie went back to naval training in the morning. "Does it still hurt" Charlie asked nodding at the fading bruise above Conrad's eye. "No" Conrad replied a little distracted "it will be gone in a day or so" he said. Charlie nodded "I guess mum and dad were right, 20 years before we had a bust up". Conrad looked at him "Did you say anything to them?" he asked knowing he didn't have to explain about what. "Of course I didn't" Charlie replied looking at Conrad "did you hear off Max?" he now asked. "Yes he sent me Harry's number" Conrad replied looking at his glass "the thing is I saw him today". Charlie grinned at his brother "And what happened?" he asked leaning forward. "Nothing he was at the manor at Simon's party" Conrad said adding "the Arab guy was there as well". "Bloody hell" Charlie blurted out then lowered his voice "You didn't talk to Harry then?". "No" Conrad replied "and I don't know if I will ever talk to him" he said taking a sip of beer. Charlie sat back assessing his brother "Do you fancy of him or not?" he asked quite casually. Conrad chuckled and looked at Charlie "Sort of" he sighed "part of me seems attracted to him" he replied. "I knew it" Charlie said leaning forward "you had a hardon when we played around before Simon turned up". Conrad blushed "Ew I don't fancy you" he said trying to be serious and stifling his giggling. "Yes you do" Charlie said with confidence "like having sex with yourself" he said grinning. Conrad laughed shaking his head "Your fucking screwed up Charlie" he replied. "What are you going to do about it, Harry I mean?" Charlie asked putting his glass down on the table. "Nothing, I am going to get my education finished first" Conrad replied "I have to sit that exam now". Charlie nodded "You mean the one you can take from selling your arse?" he said in a hushed tone. "Thanks Charlie!" Conrad exclaimed rolling his eyes "I don't need you keep reminding me what I stupidly did". Charlie chuckled "You know I am ever going to let you forget that Con" he said sitting back very satisfied. "I know, don't worry though I will get something on you hanging around with all those navy boys" Conrad hinted. Charlie laughed "Sharing a bedroom with another guy dressed in uniform" Conrad added "temptation". "Stop it" Charlie said trying to catch his breath from laughing "it is nothing like that" he looked at Conrad "seriously thing about Harry". "What is this fascination with Harry?" Conrad asked exasperated. Charlie grinned at him "For fucks sake Conrad he is in love with you". Charlie was a devious plotter and he was already getting an idea now Conrad had finally admitted that he was more gay than straight. Their food had gone cold by the time they finished eating unable to stop talking. Conrad crawled in to bed tired thinking over his encounter with Harry in London, he slept soundly but in the back of his mind the thought of telling his parents played over. By morning Charlie was packing his car at 7am ready to head off, Conrad grabbed some shorts dressing quickly he ran downstairs to say good bye catching Charlie walking in to pick up his last bag. "Seriously you was going to go without saying good bye" Conrad said reaching the bottom step. "How stupid do you think I am?" Charlie replied walking over to Conrad and hugging him hard. Conrad felt emotional for the first time at one of Charlies departures "When are you coming home again?". "Three weeks time" Charlie replied holding Conrad's face he looked him in the eye "you need to tell them". Conrad nodded "I know" he said "I will do it when I feel ready". Charlie kissed his brother on the lips surprising Conrad "I still love you Con" he said and hugged him again. Conrad fought back the tears holding Charlie tight only letting go when their mother appeared with a bag of food for Charlie to take with his favourites in. Jody could sense something going on between them but put it down to their weird twin thing they always seemed to have. Conrad went upstairs to get showered and dressed then heading out to college for enrolment day on the final course, this was going to be his hardest course and passing the RHS Botany Science exam would open many doors of opportunities for him all over the world. He felt a little stupid and embarrassed paying for the course that day, hoping that the administrator would not ask how he got the money to pay for it. It took him a moment to shake it off and they took payment confirming his place to start the following Monday. The rest of the day Conrad spent tending the flower beds along the road then weeding the flower bed on the little roundabout fondly remembering the days Charlie and he would cycle around it and that fateful day he met Jack. The manor looked eerily quiet compared to the weekend's activities. The week dragged by slowly and Conrad buried his head in the new books he had acquired for the upcoming course. Even he was struggling with parts of it at first, by far it was the hardest and most complex science he had come across. Writing things down to ask Jack about he carried on relentlessly searching bits and pieces on the internet so that he could understand the subject better. He visited the manor a couple of times and spent it in the kitchen garden checking on the progress of the herbs and vegetables with Jack, there was no sight of Simon during the days he visited. Thankful in a way so that he didn't get ahead of himself and asked questions about Harry and Moham being there. No matter what searches he did he couldn't find much on Hibiscus Manor, a place called Hibiscus Drive kept coming up and finally he clicked on the link. Harry looked at the street view on the 3D map and smiled knowing he had found it, he recognised the houses along the road and the wrought iron gates of the manor that he saw from inside it. Panning out he saw the nearest town was Bordon and a few miles from Alton, it certainly was stuck in the Hampshire countryside but he now knew where he saw Conrad working. Putting things together he figured that he must also live around the area, deciding if he saw Max again he would need to ask him outright exactly where Conrad lived. Harry finished his lectures and stayed on in the college library to finish his home study and decide what to do this weekend, he opened his phone and saw one message on his mobile banking app that was several days old. Opening it up he was gobsmacked to see £50k had been deposited in the account. He had literally forgotten about the payment he would get for the weekend but never expected that much. It brought a smile to his face and thankfully with him getting fed up with hanging out at the gay bar he needn't have worried. He really needed to spend some time looking for jobs in sales and marketing, so far that week he hadn't once been to the bar and he was hoping that the need would never rise again. The problem with Knightsbridge is that it is never hard to spot people who frequent the area since most had their little haunts, today was proving no exception. Harry left the library arranging to meet some friends in Hyde Park. He was watching the fuss going on outside the front of the Mandarin Oriental hotel with the doorman and concierge, two black limousines pulled up outside and the hotel staff stopped pedestrians to allow the VIP's to enter the hotel. Harry stood there waiting not paying much attention and waiting patiently, VIP's and limousines were quite common place at the hotel. Harry looked up to see if things were moving again and the occupant exited the limousine looked in his direction. Stopping himself from shouting out and saying hello Harry watched Moham making eye contact but also ignoring him in one move. Another business man exited the Limousine and Moham let him go in front calling the concierge over speaking to him. All Harry could see was the concierge nod understanding what was being asked and without a further glance Moham disappeared in to the hotel. The other limousine pulled up to the front with more people dressed in suits going in to the hotel and one of the receptionists came hurrying outside handing a key card to the concierge. Harry patiently waited until the car pulled away and started making his way across the front of the hotel putting his phone back in his pocket. Sergio the concierge stood there waiting until Harry got closer and walked up to him. "Good evening Sir" Sergio said stopping Harry who looked at him "your key to suite 920". Harry looked at the piece of plastic "Sorry I think there has been a mistake" he replied. Sergio remained business like "No mistake suite 920 make yourself at home and your gentleman friend will join you in an hour". Harry stood confused for a minute "Oh right" he said with Sergio directing Harry inside the hotel. "I will take you to the suite and you must wait there" Sergio said calling the lift. Harry stepped in to the lift with Sergio his face burning from embarrassment "Its not what it seems" Harry claimed trying to explain himself. Sergio did not look at Harry "Nothing is what it seems" he replied shuffling his feet "our guests discretion is of upmost importance". Harry was anxious and a little nervous standing in the lift going to the ninth floor and following Sergio to the suite, he opened the door and handed the key to Harry explaining there was water in the fridge and to order anything if he was hungry. Before he could say anything Sergio left glancing over his shoulder at Harry smirking. Sending a text to his friends explaining something had come up Harry looked out at the view over Hyde Park, so many times he had passed the front of the hotel and seen the rich and famous coming and going. He walked around the large suite that was immaculately kept, the bedroom off the lounge was decorated in a very Oriental feel with expensive bed linen. Feeling that Moham was going to want his way with him he went to the bathroom cleaned out then went back in to the lounge and put the TV on, he spent most of the time looking out of the window drinking a bottle of water ignoring the TV. He had some idea why he was here but a very real and unexpected twist would happen, at 7.15pm Moham appeared in the suite dressed in his business suite. "Harry" Moham said walking in "I didn't know if you would be here". "Why am I here?" Harry asked sitting back down on the sofa. Moham took his tie and jacket off and undid his shirt "Oh right" Harry said taking his t-shirt off. Moham smiled at him "I am taking you to bed" he said taking his trousers off and watching Harry do the same. "I suppose that is one way of looking at it" Harry replied half giggling. Moham walked towards Harry placing a finger under his chin "No I mean I am taking you to bed" he said. Moham leaned down his tall solid built figure and hairy chest was all man, this was the first time Harry had actually seen him nearly naked apart from him wearing underwear and socks. Harry caught by surprise feeling Moham kissing him and holding his lips against Harry's waiting to be reciprocated, parting his lips he tasted Moham who kissed him deep and lifted him off the ground. Pleasantly surprised and not expecting this he was being carried by Moham to the bedroom, there was none of the business only nature around Moham this evening in fact he appeared to be a totally different person. In truth the more time Moham spent with Harry the more he liked his very casual and youthful attitude, he was upset having lost out on spending the night with Harry at the party. The last time they spent in his limousine a change happened in the way they had sex, it was more unhurried that allowed Moham to relax more and enjoy the drama free experience. Unlike his wife who would only put out when it suited her and was more a duty than intimacy, he was drawn more and more to Harry's smooth body and skin that excited him when they were close. Moham carried Harry to the bed and laid him down gently, their kissing continued and Harry giggled with a mouth full of Moham's tongue feeling the beard scratching and tickling his face. He moaned feeling the full weight of Moham pressing down on his body slipping between his legs. The usual urgency gone and Harry allowed Moham to lay on him rubbing his already erect cock against him. Gently Harry coerced Moham on to his back, teasingly rubbings his hand over the cock hidden under the fabric causing a small damp patch of precum to appear. Harry straddled across resting his arse hard against Moham's cock rubbing back and forth kissing his chest and neck lightly, slowly inching towards his mouth again he was welcomed with a loving kiss. Moham slipped his arms around Harry holding him and caressing his arse through the underwear at first then sensually slipping his hand inside the elastic. Moham moaned in delight feeling the supple and smooth skin driving him wild he kissed Harry harder, both moaning with pleasure. Harry wriggled free of his arms and sank lower down his body kissing the nipples and running his face through the hairy chest that trailed off in a line down his naval. His hand ran over Moham's cock carefully watching his face change in to a broad smile between happiness and erotic pleasure. Harry kissed the exposed skin above the underwear and ran his mouth along the hefty shaft of Moham's cock still hidden in his underwear. He sat up looking down at Moham, the man of many dominant sexual encounters and few words was like putty in his hands at the moment. His thighs were sturdy and thick, lightly covered in black hair, the hefty arms that hid an abundance of muscle and capable of holding him tightly. Harry almost orgasmed just looking and being able to touch him so sensually for once. His fingers slipped inside the band of the underwear gently pulling them down exposing the thick eight inches of dark skinned pleasure that awaited. Harry leaned down and kissed the inside of his thighs watching Moham's back rise and fall his legs trembled at the sensation, he continued kissing around then gently licking along the shaft. A stream of precum oozed out hanging from the tip of Moham's cock tempting and teasing Harry, he licked under then around having a job trying to contain the bouncing cock that had a mind of its own. Harry gave one last lick sinking his mouth around the head and gently caressing it with his lips, Moham moaned louder pushing his hips up. Harry was teasing his cock and Moham was responding, his hand pushed Harry's head further down several times then stopped giving control back over to Harry again. Moham stroked Harry's head with his eyes closed moaning softly, they continued in this position for several minutes. Suddenly Moham leaned forward and pulled Harry up making short work of his underwear and throwing them on the floor 'Enough teasing I need to fuck you Harry' he said kissing Harry hard and positioning him above his cock. Harry spat in his hand and rubbed it against his hole, Moham waiting for Harry to grab his cock was surprised when he leaned forward pushing Moham back down on the bed kissing him. His arse rubbing against Moham's cock slowly pushing it up and letting it seek his hole. Moham wanted to push in so badly and just take him, he held back desperate to see where this was leading. Unable to speak locked in a kiss Harry slowly pushed down and gasped in to Moham's mouth, his hole stretching to accommodate the head penetrating through. He stopped pushing down and gently rocked his arse fucking the head of his cock. Moham slapped Harry's arse and moaned in pleasure still restraining himself from pushing up that was his natural instinct to do. Harry stopped kissing and looked down at Moham 'Is this better than just taking me in the limo?' he asked becoming aware that Moham was staring him in the eye 'Stop asking questions and sex me' Moham replied pulling him back down and kissing him harder than ever. Harry used his arse and continued teasing edging deeper down taking Moham's cock almost all of the way but holding back a little. Controlling sex with Moham was so strange to him and he was loving it, satisfied and enjoying the feel of Moham getting inside gently felt amazing. He started to feel the coarse pubes meeting his arse, the dynamic quickly change when Moham raised his legs pushing the rest of his cock deep inside Harry giving several sharp hard and deep thrusts before relaxing and letting Harry take over again. Raising himself up his hands grabbed on to Moham's thighs 'Oh fuck Moham' Harry moaned leaning back and feeling the full might of Moham's cock inside him. He spent several minutes slowly gyrating his arse watching the pleasure unfold in Moham's expression, his hands roaming across Harry's body and legs. Harry ran his hands up along the hairy chest letting out a massive moan of delight, Moham had taken hold of Harry's cock and was slowly rubbing it and pushing his hips up gently fucking Harry. They made eye contact staring again in to each others eyes that blew Harry's mind. He pushed down hard and felt the pressure release in his balls, closing his eyes his body jolted down and forward ejaculating over Moham's chest. His body shaking trying to rid the orgasm and unable to control himself, his eyes opened feeling Moham's hand on his face gently caressing him, his eyes still locked on Harry. Regaining some composure Harry looked down at the mess he had made coating Moham's chest chair with his cum, pulled forward he was kissing him again. Moham raised his legs and slowly fucked Harry for several more minutes then pushed him back up, Harry sank deep on his cock and moved his hips back and forth to Moham's pleasure. Unsure how it even happened but he was now holding hands tightly with Moham, his cock pushing up every now and then driving Harry to speed up. The continuous slapping sound as his arse met with Moham's groin filled the room, the subtle moans from both of them getting louder and Harry could feel the cock inside him swelling and getting harder. Moham let out a growling moan pushing his hips up harder and Harry ground his arse down, he cried in pleasure feeling the cock erupting in a series of over exaggerated pulses in his arse. Moham held Harry's hands tighter, hips pushing Harry up in the air almost lifting him off the bed and penetrating him to the hilt planting his seed deep inside. Held partly aloft by Moham's hips Harry ground his arse still feeling the pulses from the cock. His legs rose up pushing Harry forward in to his arms, their lips locked together frantically kissing and panting trying to catch their breath. Harry laid on top of Moham in his arms and firmly impaled on his cock, his head resting against Moham's neck. Harry played with Moham's chest hair releasing small pleasurable moans with Moham gently caressing his back. Moham kissed Harry 'Ready for more?' he asked like he was giving Harry a choice, he chuckled and looked him in the eye 'I know you like it more than once' Harry replied. The evening took a second surprise twist, Moham rolled Harry over on to his back still impaled on his cock and hooking Harry's legs around his waist. His arm slipped Harry's neck holding him, he kissed and began to fuck him in a missionary position. Using his thighs to keep Harry's legs up he fucked him gently and slowly taking his time and kissing him. In charge this time Moham didn't fuck excessively hard yet he still gave him a solid pounding before raising his head and looking Harry in the eyes, holding him tightly he shot a second load deep in to him. Moham released Harry from his cock and laid gently down on top kissing him then rolled on to his back, Harry stared up the at the ornately decorated ceiling completely wowed by what he had just experienced with the mysterious Moham. Half expecting that to be it, he was already thinking of getting dressed. "Hungry?" Moham asked running his hand over Harry's body. Harry looked at him "What more?" he asked seeing Moham grin. "Later" he replied "do you want to eat anything food wise?" Moham asked. Harry sat up and looked at him "I can't figure you out sometimes" he said "yes I am hungry". "Good" Moham said reaching over to the phone and ordering two lobster salads. Harry laid back down "Haven't seen you hanging around the bar recently" Moham said hanging the phone up. "No, I need to grow up and get a job" Harry replied rolling on to his stomach. Moham pulled Harry to him and kissed him again "What sort of work?" he asked. Harry ran his hand over Moham's chest feeling his cum in there "I have studied business so sales or marketing". "That's boring" Moham replied stroking Harry's head "sorry I didn't mean to disrespect your choice". Harry laughed "What do you suggest then?" he asked "apart from this" he said. Moham smiled "I don't know and I don't see you doing this as a choice of career". "Am I that bad at it then?" Harry asked grabbing hold of Moham's cock. Moham chuckled and slapped his hand away "No quite the opposite and tonight has proved it". Harry sat up and looked at "Proved what?" he asked unsure what Moham was getting at. "That I would like having sex with you on a more intimate basis" Moham replied. Harry chuckled "There was me thinking you could not get any more mysterious" he said sitting across Moham. Moham smiled up at him "Why don't you work for me as my assistant" he suggested looking seriously at him. "You mean sex toy?" Harry replied stroking his chest "no I need a proper job" he said patting his chest. Moham sat up and kissed Harry "It is a proper job, you manage my diary and travel arrangements" he explained. Harry smiled "Not sure Moham" he said pondering on it "is it not boring just sorting your diary out?" he asked. "It won't just be that" Moham replied "you will travel with me, I have a PA but I need a trusted assistant and adviser". Harry laid back down "Okay does it pay well?" he asked turning his head to look at Moham. "You will get a lot more of this" Moham said waving his cock around and laughing "How is £40k to start with?". Harry looked up at the ceiling "Sure why not" he replied smiling "thank you" he said. Moham smiled "I will give you the address of my office we can meet and discuss next week" he said standing up. Harry looked at him "This is real your not kidding me?" he asked. "No kidding but this part of us must remain very discreet Harry" Moham said looking at him. Harry nodded "So..." he paused "why are doing this for me?" he asked curiously. Moham studied him a moment "I trust you Harry and I like your company" he replied. Harry smiled "Same here and I know I can't get all loved up over you" he chuckled. "There is one thing Harry" Moham said looking at him "you slept with Simon at the party?". "Is that his name, the owner" Harry replied and Moham nodded. "Please get yourself tested, Simon is HIV positive" Moham said looking seriously at him. Harry sat quietly shocked before speaking again "But we used a condom" he said thinking about it. Moahm shook his head "Don't be fooled Harry, Simon is a nice guy but sex with a deviant pleasure for him" he said. Harry looked worried "You mean he would have tried stealthing me?" he asked. Moham nodded "Get tested and get on meds if he did I don't want you falling sick" he warned. "Why?" Harry asked looking at Moham with real concern on his face. Moham smiled "I like having sex with you Harry so you need to stay healthy, especially if you agree to work for me". Harry sat on the bed "And you?" he asked knowing that was a silly question to ask him. "No I am clean Harry" Moham replied "But get yourself sorted out if he has managed to infect you". Harry nodded the smile gone off his face "I will, stealthing me wow that is nasty" he said. Moham touched Harry's face "Just always be discreet about us Harry". "I will" Harry replied nodding "Moham, thank you I mean for this and being able to enjoy sex with you". Moham smiled "Now suck me off" he said flapping his hard dick around in front of Harry. Harry laughed and slipped his mouth around Moham's hard cock again slowly working it in a teasing gently way before receiving a gob full of his cum. It was one thing taking it up the arse but Harry preferred not to swallow and spat it out down the toilet. Moham chuckled and showered whilst Harry sat and watched him until he finished then showered himself, Moham dressed in one the hotels dressing gowns went in to the lounge and directed room service that had arrived with their dinner. Harry turned off the water and started drying himself trying to come to terms with the whole evening, it was becoming apparent that Moham had a soft spot for Harry and that was evident throughout the time they appeared to make love more than just fuck tonight. Moham walked in to the bathroom handing Harry a dressing gown telling him dinner was ready. Sitting down to eat Moham asked Harry a lot of questions and generally chatted to him for quite a long time explaining he would be based out of the corporate office in central London. Moham left the hotel at 11pm and invited Harry to stay the night if he wanted. He would have loved nothing more but his parents were expecting him home and he left the hotel a few steps behind Moham and walking off in a complete discreet manner. He was a little cautious about the offer but had the details of the company and decided to fact check it in the morning before Moham called to arrange the meeting next week. Conrad and Jack spent most of that weekend chatting in the greenhouse, the pair of them checked over all the hibiscus beds along the road to make sure they were flourishing The weekend past so quickly he didn't want it to end but he had college on Monday. Conrad finished his first few days of lectures and Harry was still coming in to his head seeing the face in the helicopter taking off. He had declined going for a drink with the 15 other students on his course who were quite a bit older than him and them trying to figure out how such a young person got accepted on the advanced course. He had a quick phone call with Charlie on his walk back home and spent the evening doing his assignment with Jack's guidance over video call. He thought going back to college would mean him missing Jack a bit but they had set Wednesday evenings aside as their night and this week was the first going out to dinner at the local pub. Charlie though still aired on the side of caution when Conrad rattled on about Jack and kept his mouth shut, he had to learn to trust his brothers judgement and knew they had a very close friendship but nothing sexual as far as he was aware. Harry made his way in to central London and left the tube at Holborn following the directions to Moham's head office. His quick internet search of the company RMJ Equity Ventures lead him to the website where he delved deeper in to the company that seemed to have a multitude of subsidiaries in a variety of fields some very lucrative and others that had been purchased, the assets stripped and sold off. He learnt more about Moham and his real name Raheem Mohammed Jazeer, his own personal wealth was thought to be in the billions having built the company up to its current estimate of £3.6 billion through careful investment and cash reserve. It also surprised him to see his wife was 10 years younger and the 2 children in their teens. There was very little else about Moham, no gossip or scandal just a very shrewd businessman and owner of the company, family man who he knew didn't get the bed time treats or adoration he liked. The address of the building looked pretty modest and decorated in cream and brown colour palette, Harry had to wait in the reception until Moham's personal secretary Elspeth came down to meet him. "Harry Ashley-Cooper" Elspeth asked approaching him looking down her nose. Harry stood up "Yes that is I" he replied offering her his hand. "I am Mr Raheem's personal secretary Ms Phelps" she said in a very unfriendly manner "come along" she said. Harry felt sick to his stomach wondering what was instore for him "Thank you" he replied walking to the lift. "Mr Raheem has not given much detail about you" Elspeth said pressing the button and hurrying him along. Harry felt it was more of a you need to tell me now remark "An assistant to him" he replied being evasive. "To Mr Raheem" Elspeth corrected him "you need to learn to address him correctly or you won't last long". "Of course" Harry replied politely trying to be nice with her and failing spectacularly exiting the lift. "The HR manager is with Mr Raheem sit here until you are called" she said pointing to a sofa. Elspeth sat behind her desk along with two other assistants who all looked up at when he arrived, she quickly snapped her fingers like a school teacher telling them to get back to their work. The area was furnished to be comfortable enough for a short wait and several people came on to the floor dropping things off and leaving again glancing at the nervous Harry. He studied Ms Phelps a little deciding he didn't care for her much, but then she was no different speaking to the other two assistants who said nothing and got on with whatever she gave them to do. Harry watched the two doors opening and a tall dark haired and very attractive man in his early thirties exited closing the door behind him, he walked over to Elspeth's desk, the minute she spoke to him it was like a different person was there, tactful, respecting and polite manner to her tone and indeed when she walked over to Harry she was completely polite. "My Ahsley-Cooper this is Mr Prestley our HR Manager for RMJ Equity" Elspeth said introducing them. Adam shook hands with Harry "Please call me Adam and you are Harry right?" he asked. Harry nodded and smiled "Pleased to meet you Adam" he said watching Elspeth furrow her eyebrows. "Well Harry lets not keep Mr Raheem waiting any longer he is looking forward to meeting you" Adam said. Elspeth moved out of the way letting Harry pass "Adam what job is he interviewing for?" she asked. "Executive Business Assistant to Mr Raheem" Adam replied "Oh and please sort coffee out for three, quickly Elspeth". "Yes of course Mr Prestley" she replied hurrying off. Adam shook his head "This way Harry" Adam said guiding him to the office and looking at him "yeah I know". Harry laughed then stopped abruptly "Sorry know what?" he asked worrying himself. Adam smirked "Dragon lady" he replied "efficient and organised but my god she is a brutal nutcase". "Oh right" Harry replied giggling watching Adam open the door, they walked in closing the door behind them. "Mr Raheem this is Harry Ashely-Cooper here for the Executive Business Assistant position" Adam said. Moham came round from his desk and smiled "Thank you Adam" he said "Harry so glad you came please sit". Harry shook hands on a very professional basis and sat down, it took a few seconds for him to stop remembering their night at the hotel and started to talk about his studies. Adam asking a lot of questions and Moham talking about the job and what is expected and that he would be privy to confidential documents. It went on for over an hour before Harry was asked to leave the office and wait for Adam, he closed the door and sat down on the sofa. Elspeth looking over at him several times. Adam sat back down opposite Moham and looked over the notes he had taken and closed his folder. "Do you trust him?" Adam asked Moham putting the folder down on the empty chair. Moham nodded "Implicitly" he replied looking up at Adam "what do you think, will he cut it?". "I think he will" Adam replied sitting back in his chair watching Moham "well brought up and educated". Moham smiled "You have already made up your mind" Adam said "I will get the paperwork sorted". "Thank you Adam" Moham replied "and put him in the office next to mine" he said. Adam stood and picked his folder up "You sure about the salary Moham?" he asked. Moham nodded "Take him under your wing and mentor him Adam and put him on the management trainee programme". "Thank you I will enjoy mentoring him" Adam replied grinning. Moham checked his email "Keep it in your pocket around him" he said glancing at Adam. Adam stood there "Is he?" he asked waiting and Moham looked up and nodded. "Ah so he is my replacement" Adam chuckled walking towards the door. Moham looked over "Adam, keep an eye on him I think Simon got to him" he said. "Fuck Moham" Adam said with holding the door handle "him as well?". Moham smirked "I keep losing at the auction". Adam grinned at Moham "You know I won't be able to keep my hands off him". He heard Moham laughing closing the door and took Harry to his office to sign all the paperwork and non disclosure agreement, starting salary and start date. It was happening so quickly for Harry and he walked out of the building with Adam securing a well paid job and starting next Monday. Adam had a quiet word with Harry and agreed to meet him on Friday and take him to the clinic to get checked over. He was quietly embarrassed about the whole thing until Adam explained that he was poz and probably by Simon as well 7 years ago. Immediately the two of them formed a bond, it helped that Harry thought Adam was very sexy and wouldn't mind fucking him. Harry woke on Friday morning feeling worse for wear, Adam sat with him texting Moham from the rapid test centre at the clinic. He was prepared for the worst case outcome and was in no surprise when he tested positive for hiv. the doctor explained that the virus was not fully integrated in his body and was why he hadn't been ill to date, he was given a prescription fortunately it was a one a day pill which didn't seem to bad. He took the first one at the clinic and Adam took him for a coffee afterwards to make sure he was okay. "So did Moham ask you to look after me then?" Harry asked. Adam put his coffee down "Yes and I will mentor you at work" he said "Ms Phelps is really pissed off". "Why?" Harry asked "I did nothing to offend her she was just horrible to me". Adam smiled "She has to report in to you". Harry threw his hands up "I haven't even started and people hate me" he said chuckling. "Moham is a hard boss Harry but you will be just fine he likes you" Adam said finishing his coffee. Harry grinned at Adam "I like hard men, actually I am quite hard looking at you" he said. Adam looked at Harry then shook his head smiling "Harry, Harry, Harry, one day" he said chuckling. Harry laughed and leaned closer "You can be my bitch" he said looking at him. Adam looked at his watch "If I wasn't working I would bang the arse off you now and see who is the bitch". They both laughed causing a few people to turn looking at them "Harry promise me you will call if you need to talk" Adam said. Harry nodded "I will, it helps knowing you I can talk to someone if I need to" he said. Moham was not surprised by the news and pleased that Harry was starting meds straight away. He was somewhat annoyed that Simon had done it again to someone he took there. Harry though felt kind of relieved, on the whole he was quite positive about it but still checked in with Adam later that day and over the weekend. He settled in to his new job with Adam as promised mentoring him until he was settled, gradually he took over managing Moham's diary and casting his eye over documents before running through them with Moham. He fitted in well but lacked a passport so he couldn't go on the first business trip and Elspeth lorded it up over Harry rubbing his nose in it when she had the chance. Harry half expected to be bent over the desk in Moham's office frequently but he was astute enough to know that business was business. He made great progress on the management trainee programme and really loved his job. The one thing Harry never got was bored, Moham had such a variety of companies and a complex diary that Elspeth couldn't really manage it effectively. After a month and just before 5pm Harry walked out of his office to do his last task of the day to run through Moham's diary for the following day. Harry went through his appointments and explained he had moved two meetings to the morning putting him on a back to back run of meetings but it freed up his afternoon to catch up on other business. Moham scratched his beard "How did you manage that Harry?" he asked looking surprised. "A little juggling" Harry replied "It means you have meetings all morning..." started saying. "Brilliant" Moham said putting his diary down "you certainly know what your doing". Harry sat there feeling a little proud "Thanks" he said and Moham looked up and smiled. "The 10am to midday meeting I would like you there I think you will learn a great deal" Moham informed him. "Yes sure" Harry replied and Moham handed a folder to him. "Read through this it will get your prepared" Moham said "and your passport has it arrived?" he asked "Should be here next week" Harry replied "am I getting my first business trip?" he asked excitedly. Moham chuckled and smiled "Yes in a few months to do with this meeting tomorrow". Moham smiled watching Harry leave, he had made the right decision with him. Harry saw Adam sat in his office waiting for him, they had bonded so well and went out for dinner two or three times a week at some fancy restaurant courtesy of Moham who sometimes came with them. Harry loved evenings out with Adam who was so easy to talk to and get along with. Sitting there he fancied Adam like crazy but for some reason he again thought of Conrad, he had no idea what he would do if he found him. In his heart he knew he was going to Hibiscus Drive and find Conrad to get an answer one way or another from him. Harry being so busy now always ended up putting it in the back of his mind.

After work today I went to the 7-Eleven on 19th St just south of M St NW in DC to get a soda. While standing in line the guy ahead of me was on the phone with his wife discussing her trouble picking their baby up at daycare that day (I could hear her even though he didn't have the phone on speaker). He hung up when he paid, and then was at the ATM while I was paying. I noticed he had a cute ass, but didn't think much else about him. We both got outside at the same time. He looked lost. He looked towards me and said that he got his directions messed up in his mind, that he was staying at the St Gregory hotel on M Street, did I know what direction that was? I was heading to the UPS Store, so I let him know I was walking in that direction. As idle talk on our way he mentioned that their baby was six weeks old and that they hadn't restarted having sex yet. To help him out he asked if I knew whether or not he could get a blowjob at Camelot on M Street. A client he was in town to see had mentioned it, but he was afraid to go because he had never done anything with anyone besides his wife. I let him know I wasn't sure, but that if he walked with me, we could go to the CVS so he could get condoms and be 100% safe just in case. After getting the condoms we walked back past his hotel and he invited me in for a beer from the minibar as a thank you. While we were sitting on the sofa in his room, I let him know that he didn't have to go to Camelot to release his built up load, that I could take care of it for him. He protested that he wasn't gay. I told him he could close his eyes and think about his wife's lips wrapped around his dick and the feeling of her tongue and hot mouth as his dick slide in and out of her lips. That had the desired effect--I could tell he wore boxers under his dress pants as a result. I reached for his crotch and whispered for him to close his eyes. As I rubbed his dick through his pants he started getting harder. I slowly opened his pants and he briefly protested that we shouldn't be doing this. I shushed him and managed to get my hand on his dick and moved off the sofa to in front of him. I began sucking on his dick while I got his shoes and pants completely off. When I started sucking on his balls he put his feet up on the coffee table behind me. While I moved between his balls, his dick and his nipples I managed to wiggle out of my clothes. He was thoroughly enjoying himself and chanting Elizabeth, his wife's name. I decided to head south and see if he had been rimmed before. Obviously not. He started rocketing off the sofa! I told him to roll over so he could take his shirt off. While he did that I grabbed the bag with the condom box and put it beside his head on the sofa. Without unbuttoning his cuffs, I pulled his shirt down to his wrists and twisted it up--cloth hand cuffs! Then I pulled his dick between his legs and sucked his knob for a couple minutes getting it nice and wet. Then I went to his balls and again to his tight little pucker. He almost broke my glasses bucking back onto my face. For about ten minutes I slobbered on his hole and slid my fingers down his crack with my fingers to gather spit for my dick and poke in just a little to loosen that tight hole. After ten minutes I went back to his dick which was drooling precum by this time. I also reached into the bag for the box of condoms, took one out, opened it, and started working a hole in the tip--just in case I got him to the point of letting me fuck him; I was optimistic. I rolled the condom down my dick and get a few deep swipes in his hole with my tongue. He was starting to loosen up just a bit. Then I licked up his spine, nibbled on his neck for a bit, and eventually stuck my tongue in his ear. While I was nibbling and tonguing his ear I started gently tapping his hole with the tip of my dick. Just enough pressure that it didn't feel any more threatening than my tongue had. I knew getting in his virgin hole would be a little more challenging, so I grabbed his shirt and slowly started pulling his "cuffed" wrists up towards his shoulder blades. Then using a little more pressure I pushed the tip of my dick into his sphincter until it broke through just enough to be painful. He jerked and said, dude, no! I had to hold his shirt tight. I also held my dick still for a few seconds and then started gently rocking the very tip of my head in his hole. The condom had slipped back enough that my precum was lubing his hole more with each little prod. And then it happened, my whole head slid in and I stopped. He was crying and squeezing his hole against my dick and rocking back and forth to pull away which was rubbing his dick on the sofa keeping him hard. After about two minutes I started pumping just a little. With each thrust his tight sphincter was squeezing more precum out of my dick. He had the sense at this point to ask if I put a condom on. Of course, I said. The precum and spit was enough that I slipped more and more of my seven inch pole into his hot hole. After getting about five inches in I started fucking him. He stopped fighting it because I was hitting his prostate and he was liking the feeling. Obviously I was enjoying the feel of raw virgin ass on my dick and went deeper with each thrust. When he was moaning in total pleasure I let his wrists go and pulled the condom completely down my shaft to get he full bareback affect. Then I pulled him away from the sofa so I could jack his dick while I fucked him with mine. We started getting close at the same time. He blew first and when he begged me to quit jerking his sensitive dick I went over the edge and buried my charged load deep inside him. I hadn't expected to get laid after work so the special treat resulted in at least fifteen major cum spasms with my balls pulled so tight they hurt. I collapsed on his back. Damn that was hot. I stopped taking my meds two months ago so I knew my viral load was high enough for an instant conversion. Thinking about that made my dick stir. Damn if I wasn't ready for another round! This time with him loosened up I started harder and got vocal, telling him I was enjoying breeding his virgin ass. Obviously he didn't know fully what I meant. I lasted a little longer and shot an even bigger load in his ass. Wonder if he'll make it to Camelot? Or if he'll find his way to Craigslist. I love when I have to go off meds. Another notch (or two with Elizabeth!) on the headboard!

I don’t care who. At this point I’m willing to pay a homeless stud $20 to bury my face in his musky crotch, suck his ripe cock clean, then drink straight with the tap. Carry his rank scent all day long.

I met him online. 21 yo bottom daddy pleaser. Dark hair and blue eyes average body. Fairly hairless. He loves to suck my cock hard and take my cock and loads up his hole. I took him to a dad bud I know. He is hairy and bearish and loves to fuck and breed like me. The three of us connected and started kissing as soon as we got into the apartment. We took our clothes off and our boy started to suck and lick both dicks. He was on the floor and sucking dick and both balls. Getting us hard and ready to fuck his hole. Daddy #2 was first to slide inside the 21 year old hole. Dad said the hole is "amazing and already wet" he pounded that ass and pumped his dick in and out. He flipped the boy on his back and was pounding him missionary with his legs and feet up in the air. My cock was dripping watching the pounding. Daddy slammed inside and started to cum. He shoved his dick deeper and deeper inside our 21 year old boy. His cock slowly came out and he moved away. The boy started to suck Daddy #2 to clean off his cock. I took my place at the boys ass hole. My cock was throbbing with excitement. I slid inside. A warm wet hole. My favorite. I started to fuck boy as he was sucking the other daddy. I banged his hole hard. Boy was moaning and groaning with pleasure. I slammed his hole with my cock as it expanded and I shot a huge cum load deep inside. Daddy took my place and was playing with boy hole and I got sucked and cleaned. This happened several times and after 3 hours of fucking and breeding I had dropped 4 loads deep inside. We parted ways and agreed to do it again soon!

Long time lurker, first time poster. This year I have started cruising a local park that's known for this. I've already sucked lots of cocks young and old in just a couple of months but hadn't been able to get more than two loads in one visit. Yesterday changed that, I sucked four cocks and got three loads, the first guy said he couldn't cum. The next three gave me their loads in my mouth and I loved every drop. I used to be all about taking loads in the ass but now I'm just finding myself to be a cocksucking cumslut. Just wanted to share.

My housemate has asked a permission to let his newly homeless straight bud to stay in the living room and after meeting him, i agreed. He was a construction worker, average looking and in his late 30s. He's been out of job for 4 months. Days after staying here, we talk and get to know him more and our conversation has extended more into, he fucks women and some feminine guys. So, I made a comment that i wont get a chance since im neither lol he laughed and joke that if i get him few cans of beers and put on a skirt and wigs, he may consider. My housemate is pretty feminine but found out they are just friends, never had sex with each other. However, my housemate is trying to get into his pants for sure. It is more than 2 weeks since he moved in and he didnt go out. My room is next to the living room, heard him watching porn and jo many times, it makes me horny. So, i decided to interrupt him when he started to watch porn on his phone, I walked out of the room to get beer and offered him one and i went back to my room. I got so horny after drinking beer, listening to him stroking while watching porn. I lubed myself and play with my toys. Then, I interrupted him again and this time, i left 2 cans of beers for him and went back to my room and start applying fruity lotion on my body, put on pantyhose and a short skirt, walked out of the room again topless. I stood in front of him "do you like my outfit?" with my back facing him, I bend over and laughed. "to bad i don't have any wigs. When I'm about to leave, he said "let me see". I approached him, sat on his lap, hand around his shoulder. his hand touched my leg and move under my skirt and he lower me on the couch and kissed me as he grabbed my ass cheek, explored until he discovered a butt plug in my ass, he pull it out to leave it on the floor. he whispered on my ear "this toy is too small, wanna use mine?" without wasting time, we cuddle up on the couch to kiss. We were both desperate, without wasting much time, he pushed into my hungry hole to fuck and breed me good. We fell asleep on the couch but he woke me up in the middle of the night of his hard cock ready to plow. i lift up my leg to give access as his soft tongue in my mouth, he fucked me again.

I finally got some time to host the other day. I have been emailing my 2 regular guys but with the shutdowns and no time alone we haven't been able arrange . One guy lives close and the other lives about 45 minutes from me, that one has been playing with me the longest and we have really gotten into some real anal kink. We are all descrete and have partners or married, and all go bareback I only had about an hour so I contacted the guy close and he came over, I assumed my favorite position, on my stomach. He stripped climbed on and rubbed his cock up an down my Crack, eventually getting into a position over me that had him sliding over my excited hole, I was making sounds like a whore in heat, which I was. He finally pointed his thick cock at my ass and started pushing in. It had been a while so I was tight, tighter that I thought I would be. It hurt while he was splitting my ass open. I didn't mind alot because I was really in need. He finally got in and I loosened up so he started pumping. Hitting all the sensitive spots inside, I was yelping like a pig, moaning and groaning. He knows that I make noise and if he thinks he is hurting me do it again to make sure, usually it is me enjoying the fucking. He pumped for about 10 minutes and told me he was getting very close, this was the first ass he had for months and he hadn't jerked for over a week. He held me down and pushed deep. He hit the inside ring , I groaned and felt him pulse and shoot in my guts. He shot a few big spurts and I started milking his cock with my inner ass muscles, he loves that feeling, I usually squeeze my ass cheeks to increase his pleasure. He started to slowly pull out and pulsed a couple more times, I felt it and squeezed my ass muscles again, he pulled out completely, I tightened up to keep his cum in my cunt. I stood up and felt his cum Dripping out and down my legs, I pride myself on keeping the cum in me but this was such a big load it seeped out. I walked around feeling the slimey feeling between my cheeks, I don't feel that often but when it does it really turns me on, or in this case I grabbed a toy, shoved it up my ass and jerked off

Personally, if someone writes me a message where some effort has gone into it (eg it is not just "hi" "oi" or "I'm bored") then I'll reply as I'd hope people would treat me the same way. Knowing how to put someone off without upsetting their feelings is a good life skill to acquire. If they've opened with a compliment but I'm not interested I'll thank them but not reciprocate, and if they persist I'm honest about not being interested. Not responding is something I am not comfortable with because if I am on the receiving end of a <no response> then I don't know why. Should I try again another day? I don't know. But the thing that comes across as the most cowardly response to a friendly message is blocking the sender totally. Sometimes I get a message on one of the apps and log in to read it - but because you appear online everyone thinks you're available now, so you then get a bunch of taps, oinks and messages... usually just a simple "just checking messages, and not looking to meet now. I'll be in touch another time when I'm free" keeps it positive and doesn't burn bridges.

Fuck, that was HOT! I'm wondering if this is what I'm going to have to resort to in order to convert. I wouldn't mind at all -I'll let anyone breed me, why not a prostitute? Would be awesome if there was more to this story. Maybe he doesn't want to wait until he gets tested so he gets another room and rents a couple more guys? Maybe he's so desperate he gets a couple of homeless guys after the prostitutes do him?

When I have managed to have a conversation with people about this topic, the consensus seems to be that no response is the polite way to show non-interest whereas saying something negative is an aggressive "how dare you speak to me" sort of response. Honestly, I think it is a "not interested but don't want to burn bridges" response. At 11:30, you aren't good enough for them, but at 2:15, you might do.

The problem with internet etiquette is that there isn't any. Add to that the fact that most app users have an attention span somewhere between a chipmunk and a squirrel and you end up with a lot of dead end conversations. For example, here are a few of my more memorable conversations: New Message: “Hi” Me: “Hi” New Message: **crickets** I send a couple messages back and forth with a guy who contacts me to fuck. Just as we're setting a meet, replies stop. Three days later I get a message saying: “Sorry, a friend messaged me and asked if I wanted to fuck.” I go to pee and grab something from the kitchen. When I get back to my comp I find a message that says: “Hi”. It's followed by 4 more messages in quick succession berating me for not answering his first message. It's late and I'm ready to log off and go to bed. I get a message from someone who looks interesting. We set up a quick meet and then he says: “It's getting kind of late. I think I'm going to go to sleep.” I log onto a site just to check messages and get a guy messaging me to fuck. I tell him I'm just checking messages. He keeps bugging me to let him fuck me. I tell him I'm not interested in meeting. He asks, “Why not?” Now annoyed, I say: “I don't think you're cute.” He says: “My mother thinks I'm cute.” Me: “Then go fuck your mother.” So, you're not the only one who gets annoyed by messaging or lack of responses. I just ignore the ones who ignore me.

The next few days were much tamer for Oliver. Doug knew giving the boy a rest would work up his appetite for more cock, and chems. the little itch in his tight toxic pussy would need to get scratched eventually. days passed before the boy got a text from the kind older man who had so lovingly shepherded him into his role as a cumdump, inviting him to a party with some nice friends. Oliver knew this certainly meant more drugs, and more cock, and for the first time his cock began to throb at the prospect of filling his pussy. Stripping his clothes off he revealed his newfound form, his perky nipples standing at attention, his semihard cock glistening with its new jewelery, and his smooth curved hips tapering to highlight his tight cheeks and brand new tattoo. turning away from the mirror he spread his ass and gazed at the sight before him. what was once a little boyhole had been shaped, moulded, and stretched to a beautiful pink boypussy by Dougs bloated cock. on command, his hole would open eagerly for even the biggest pricks with no problem at all, enveloping them in Olivers sensual lips and warm moistness that he knew even Doug couldnt resist. reaching to the sink, he pumped a glob of lotion into his hand and gently worked it into his hole. the beautiful pussy was the center of his world now, and he made sure to keep it supple and perfect as doug has intended. "oh yesssss" he hissed as he slipped a greasy digit into himself. The boys slender little fingers would never be enough, but teasing his hole was enough to make his undersized prick drool a little stream of precum which he eagerly scooped up and sucked off his fingers. He couldnt wait to see doug. pulling into the driveway of the large stately home he walked anxiously to the door. "its a pool party, so just be yourself" he reassuringly repeated as he rang the doorbell. "Ollie??" it was the nice nurse from the clinic, wrapped in towel and grinning eagerly. "yeah!" he chirped, as the two hugged. "come on in sweetie the party is in the back." Oliver admired the ornate foyer and kitchen as Trey turned back to slip off his towel and reveal his nude form. "ok hun, clothes off..." he instructed, as ollie took off his shirt and shorts and paused for a moment. "I-i brought swimtrunks" he bashfully confessed as trey grinned. "its okay baby. This party is special so there are a few rules. If you have a boypussy you dont need to wear anything at all. its so much more comfortable." Oliver shrugged and shucked off the remainder of his clothes. "Oh ollie its beautiful!" Trey gushed as he took the boys cock in his hand and admired the ring. "oh before I forget you need some medicine first baby. something to make this party lots of fun." Trey stepped to the table and produced a handful of pills and a strange plastic syringe. "eat the tasty pills baby, this one goes in here." trey grazed his finger across Olivers hole and elicited a groan of pleasure. "wowee someones ready for some cock." Ollie grabbed a bottle of water off the countertop and gulped the pills, taking note of the strange aftertaste for a moment as Trey knelt down to face the boys hole. "open wide for me ollie" Trey lapped at the boys sweet pink pussy as he braced himself, groaning, against a chair. "here comes the medicine baby" Trey tucked the nozzle of the syringe into the boys glistening hole and squirted him full as he stood up. "ohmygod! ah! fuck that stings!!" Ollie jumped and squirmed as the copious bump went to work inside him and trey burst into laughter. Just as soon as the comedic performance began, ollie slowed, bearing his teeth as his breathing became labored. "Trey holy shit" he whispered, fondling his dribbling cock. "I know ollie ive got some in me too. It makes your pussy really hungry." Lets go meet some nice big men! Ollie surveyed the yard. About a dozen men and a few that looked similar to him, all mingling in various states of undress, but no sign of doug. "Ollie" he felt a mans hot breath on his neck as he spun around to face Joseph. "hey! did you see doug?" Ollie walked as he was led by the leather clad pig to a minibar. "oh hes upstairs taking care of some business, but! im sure he would want to make sure youre having a very good time." Joseph reached to tie the boys arm with a length of paracord. as he loaded a fresh point. "hows that little dick baby? is it feeling better?" Oliver thought it strange Joseph cared. He hardly thought about anything but his pussy anymore. Why would anyone care about his prick? "Good" he sighed, wincing as the needle entered his skin. "thats good baby. Its so pretty now." Ollie jeered as Joseph finished his shot and unwrapped his arm. "I dont care. id rather get fu--oohhh" the boy stopped midsentence as the powerful narcotic coursed through him. "all better now ollie? ready for a little fun?" Josephs words echoed in his head as he grinned a dopey smile. "here ollie, hop up on my lap and sit on my cock. Ive got a nice big load for your pretty pussy. Ive been craving that little pink cunt all week." Joseph fisted a glob of lube into his thick tool as the intoxicated boy lumbered up to face the man eye to eye. There was a primal hunger in Olivers eyes, a look that Joseph had never seen. Oliver reached down to aim the mans prick and in one quick movement, drove the entire length into his guts. "So fucking good inside" the boy spat, bracing his hands on Josephs broad shoulders and pounding himself mercilessly. "Oh god ollie that hole...its fucking...its amazing. baby we need to slow down or im gonna pop" Ollie lifted almost entirely off the mans oozing cock and looked him square in the eyes as he slammed himself mercilessly back down, a gutteral groan escaping his pursed lips as days of pent up cream drooled uncontrollably out of his cock. "holy shit" Joseph whispered as ollie continued as if he had never cum. "do you like my hole?" ollie mumbled. "god baby yes its incredible." Joseph panted, watching ollie scoop his seed into his cupped hand and dribble it into his mouth, not skipping so much as a beat while working the thick cock inside him. "cum in it" Ollie grunted. "cum in me I know you want to. do it." Joseph just lolled his head back and groaned as his balls drew close. "you cant fight it my pussy makes doug cum every time. " Feeling a big firm hand on his shoulder Ollie turned to see Doug in a bathrobe. "it sure does ollie" Doug smiled. "Dont be rude now Joseph Ollies right. That holes going to suck up all your seed no matter how slow you think you wanna go. Give the boy a load." It was all too much for Joseph as Ollie reached back to feel his balls. "c-cumming" he grunted as Ollie grined, rolling his hips and stirring the man meat inside him. "yesss thats it." Ollie Felt the familiar pulse of a mans thick hard tool inside him and sighed in relief. Finally, a load in him. He felt himself relax a little as he wrapped his arms around Josephs fit chest, laying his head on the pigs shoulder and breating the intoxicating musk from his armpit, embracing him and gently milking him dry.

PART I In the summer of my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18, I suddenly started looking less like a boy and more like a man. I gained 20 pounds of muscle, jumping two full weight classes on the wrestling team. My chest became muscular and defined almost overnight. My boyish stomach developed into six distinct muscles that flexed and tightened on demand. In addition, my ass wasn’t flat anymore - it was a genuine bubble butt, a jockboy muscle ass. Even my dick seemed to get fatter and longer. Girls started noticing me. And something else started happening, also: when I walked around town, the occasional man would shoot hungry glances at me, devouring me with his eyes. The truth is, I wanted to be devoured, and every night, when I quietly jacked my dick under the covers, I’d think about my wrestling coach, Mr. Pitt. He was in his late 30s, with jet-black hair and dark, playful, wolfish eyes. He always had a thick layer of scruff on his square jaw, and his torso was just fucking perfect: I’d never seen him with his shirt off, but he definitely had a hairy chest, and his hard pecs were always visible under his tight-fitting polo shirt. From the moment I met the guy, I jacked off almost every night wondering what his cock looked like, imagining what it would be like to touch that chest, that hair, those nips. The assistant wrestling coach, Mr. Strickland, was every bit as hot. A former college wrestler now in his mid-20s, he was a dirty-blond, green-eyed Midwestern jock dude with a massive bulge in his crotch. One time I happened to see him playing basketball shirtless, and I just stopped and stared: his schlong bounced up and down in his loose gym shorts, and his muscled chest was covered with a sexy layer of dark-blond fur. Coach Pitt and Coach Strickland—the brown-haired dude and the blond guy. They were like the Hardy Boys, all grown up, strutting around the halls of our high school with their dress pants stretched tight around their cocks. At the beginning of my senior year, Coach Pitt started paying a lot more attention to me. He made me team captain. He and I would often demonstrate wrestling moves together, and sometimes his hand would linger on my ass after he’d pinned me to the mat. And like all team captains at our school, I was responsible for helping him clean up the equipment after practice - which meant that I got to the locker room 30 minutes late every night, after all my teammates were gone. Then I’d shower by myself, get dressed, and head home. But something funny happened about a week before Christmas: after my shower, I was toweling off in front of my locker, bending over the bench to grab my briefs. And I swear I felt someone staring at me. I turned back toward Coach Pitt’s office, but he was concentrating on some paperwork at his desk. I began slipping my briefs up my calves and thighs, snapping the elastic around my butt, and again I sensed someone was watching - but when I looked up, Coach Pitt wasn’t looking at all. I figured my mind was just playing tricks on me. The next night was even weirder. After I got dressed, I walked past Coach Pitt’s office. His office was composed of two rooms: the front room facing the lockers, and a back room suited for physical therapy and private meetings. The door to the backroom was just barely open, and through the crack I could see Coach watching something on a computer. His back was turned to me, but as I looked closer, I could see that it was porn. And not just any porn - it was gay porn. From what I could tell, Coach Pitt had both of his hands on his cock, jacking like crazy to a scene where some dude was pounding a tight muscle hole. But then he suddenly froze in place, as if he could sense me watching. He tilted his head to the side, listening. And before he could turn around, I ducked out of the locker room and into the night. The next day was the last day of school before Christmas break. As I showered up, Coach Pitt poked his head into the shower room. “Hey, buddy,” he said. I looked over at him. He was only wearing a towel loosely draped around his hips. I stared at his perfect hairy chest, his taut abs, the dense thicket of hair just above his cock bulge. His body was even hotter than I’d imagined in all my jack-off fantasies. A few moments passed before I realized that I was staring. Startled, I looked toward the wall. “Didn’t mean to scare you, Lance,” Coach said, cracking a devilish grin. “Do you mind if I shower in here? The shower in my office is on the fritz.” I shrugged, trying not to reveal my excitement. “Cool,” I managed to croak. He swaggered to the opposite wall and turned on a showerhead. Meanwhile, my cock, no longer a boy’s little dick, but a man’s cock, fat and veiny, began to throb and grow. Then I heard his voice “You’re looking really great these days, Lance.” I turned around to look at him, and saw something I hadn’t even dared to see in my dreams. Coach Pitt stood under a full stream of water, his eyes closed, his face turned upward into the shower, shampoo streaming down his torso, down his abs. As my eyes descended down his body along with the water and the suds, I saw that everything was cascading around his giant cock. He was completely hard. His beautiful dick extended a full nine inches from his abs - a man’s cock, that made me feel like a boy all over again. Panicked, I turned back to stare at the wall. My dick was also now totally hard. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then Coach Pitt spoke. “Hey, Lance? Everything okay?” After a moment’s hesitation, I rotated my torso to face him, trying to hide my giant boner. He was still standing underneath the water, but now his legs were shoulder-width apart, his hands tweaking his nips, his hard cock visibly twitching. And there was a big ol’ grin on his handsome, scruffy face. I stared openly. I didn’t want to say anything. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake myself up. “You have the cutest fuckin’ butt, dude,” he said, reaching down to yank on his dick. “I’ve jacked my cock so many times thinking about your little jock ass.” He paused, then smiled. “You like my dick, huh? I knew you were a little cockhound the moment I saw you at your first practice back in freshman year.” I kept staring. He let out a low chuckle, then gripped his cock with his hand, the muscles in his forearm tensing as he began jerking off in front of me. “You wanna touch my dick, Lance?” he asked. “It’s cool, buddy. Just say it. You wanna touch Coach’s cock, huh?” I nodded. “What was that, boy?” “Yes, Coach, I want to touch your dick.” His smile got even bigger. “Good boy,” he said. “You smoke weed?” “Yes, Coach.” “C’mon, then,” he said. “Let’s go to my office. Hang out. Have a little fun. Cool?” “Yeah, OK,” I said, my body shaking with excitement. I followed him through the front office and into the back office. He closed and locked the door, then turned to face me. He brushed his hand against my chest, then reached around to the small of my back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his breath. “Actually,” he said, “wanna try something even more fun than pot?” “Sure, yeah,” I answered. At that point I would have done anything - absolutely anything - to keep this dream from ending. He walked over to a desk drawer, opened it, and removed a glass pipe. “You’ll like this, buddy,” he said. All I could do was nod. I couldn’t believe I was standing in Coach Pitt’s office, the two of us in nothing but towels. “Here: put it to your mouth. I’ll light it. Wait. Just wait for it. You’ll see a little wisp of smoke coming out of this hole here, and then you start inhaling. Now. Start. Good boy. There you go. Keep inhaling. Good.” I blew out a cloud of white smoke. “Do it again,” he said. I obeyed. And a third time. And a fourth. Then he took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the smoke into my mouth, then kissed me, his beard rough against my lips. He growled, asking “How ya doing, buddy?” I wasn’t sure how to answer that. My head was buzzing. My cock was unbelievably hard. And something in my butt - well, it almost ached. Like the beginning of a hunger pang I’d never felt before. Coach Pitt dropped his towel, then removed mine. He stepped closer, rubbed his nips against mine, his cock against my stomach. Then he kissed me as his hands wandered down to my jock butt, each hand on an asscheek, spreading my hole. I arched my back just a little bit, and my ass spread wider. He grinned. “That smoke made your hole hungry, huh?” I nodded, and he laughed again. “I’ve got a confession, boy,” he said. “My office shower’s actually working. I just wanted an excuse to get naked with the hottest little stud on my wrestling team.” He leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed him back, hungrily. He growled as his fingers hovered over my hole. “You ever take a man’s cock in this sweet little cunt?” I shook my head. He pulled me closer, grinding his abs against mine. “You gonna give up your smooth, pink, tight virgin ass to Coach? Let Coach dick you deep, slap his balls against your ass, pound you like the sweet hungry fagboy you are?” “Yes, Coach.” “Yes Coach what?” “Please fuck me, Coach. I want your dick inside me so fucking bad.” “Thatta boy," he said, then paused. He lowered his voice. "You gonna make Coach wear a rubber?” I didn't answer right away. Everyone's supposed to use rubbers, right? But then Coach slipped his hand back around my butt and spread my fuck hole with two fingers. “Your Coach fucks the way men are supposed to fuck. Raw. Natural. I want to feel the skin of my fat cock head splitting your little jock butt wide open. I want to feel the heat and hunger of your virgin hole against my bare dick. And you’ll let me do that, won’t you? Because you’re Coach’s good boy. Right, Lance?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me the way you want.” “That’s what I like to hear. A true bottom boy surrenders his hole to raw dick. That right?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me raw.” “And I won’t pull out until I’ve pounded my boy’s hole full of seed.” I don’t know why, but with those words I almost shot my load without even touching myself. Coach saw my eyes get big, and he grinned. “See? You know, and somehow you’ve always known, that a man’s cum is what you need in this sweet little butt. I want to train my boy to spread his boy hole for cock. Beg for seed like a good bottom. The best bottom.” “The best bottom,” I murmured, nodding. “Let’s get you cleaned out, boy. I’ll show you how to get your ass ready for Coach.” With that he took me back to his private shower and pointed to a little red plastic bulb. “This has some liquid in it already,” he said to me. “It’s a homemade recipe to help my boy get ready for dick.” He reached down, spread my pink hole a little bit, and inserted the tip of the douche. Then he gave a hard squeeze. “Clench your butt, Lance. Keep it up in there.” At first I didn’t feel anything, but then my head began to tingle, and my dick twitched, and I felt a warmth and a deep, dark hunger radiating out from my guts. My butt seemed to pulse with a need to be touched, licked, fingered, fucked, filled. Coach Pitt smiled. “You feel that?” I nodded. “That, boy, is what it’s like to douche with your Coach’s slam piss. You don’t know what slam piss is, but you will. Enjoy the ride. Just enjoy it. But keep your hole nice and tight. Nice and tight for Coach. Good boy.” He turned me around, cautioning me “Keep that hole tight,” as he rubbed his cock up against my crack, adding “You’ve got some fur on this hole, boy.” I nodded. Just a few months earlier I’d started to get hair around my ass, and just a little bit on my chest. “Listen,” he said. “I love a furry hole on a man. But a boy like you? A boy getting his cherry popped? That boy needs a smooth fuckin’ pussy. You OK with me shaving your boy hole, Lance?” “Yes, please.” “Yes, please what?” “Yes please, Coach.” While his chem piss continued to radiate waves of pleasure all over my body, Coach smeared shaving cream on my ass. Then I felt the brush of a razor against my hole, and as he shaved me, I swear I could feel every hair surrendering to his blade. “There you go, buddy,” he said, slapping my ass. “Now go release that special brew that Coach squirted up your hole, then come back and I’ll fill you with the rest.” After a second dose of slam piss flooded my guts, Coach handed me the little bulb and told me to finish up. “And then you know what happens?” he asked. I smiled eagerly, responding “You fuck me, Coach?” “Not quite yet. First we’re driving back to my place, and we’re gonna hang out with Coach Strickland. He’s dying to see your boy hole. Would you like that?” “Fuck YEAH.” “Such a good boy. You want both of your coaches to pound you full of their seed, huh?” “Fuck YES. Please, Coach.” He paused. Then he drew me closer to him, kissed me, and brushed his beautiful dick across my abs. I could feel the pulse of his cock, so full of blood. I looked down at his massive, swinging balls, so full of cum. Then I heard his voice again. “I want to hear you say, ‘Please knock me up, Coach.’” “Please knock me up, Coach.” “Good. Now: ‘Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.’” “Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.” “Good boy. And finally: ‘Make me yours forever.’” “Make me yours forever.” “Very good, boy. Now go clean up. We’re gonna make this the fuck of your life.” MORE SOON...

"Are you sure you want do to this?" asked the hot Latino, Juan, while his huge rock hard cock teased Bryan's neg hole. "Yeah, it's cool," Bryan replied. Although he was thinking "What the hell am I doing?! He's poz?! I can't do this!" However, the slim toned body and huge cock he felt teasing his ass were too much for him to refuse. "Last chance to say no. Once I enter, I lose control and I won't be able to pull out," Juan warned. He didn't wait for a response though, he just slid his already wet cock into Bryan's hole and slowly pushed in. Even though Bryan gave Juan a sloppy blowjob, there was still quite a bit of resistance as Juan slowly pushed in. Bryan felt a stab of pain as Juan slowly entered him and Bryan whispered "go slow." Juan ignored the remark. He knew the only way to get his big tool into this tight hole was to be persistent. Bryan clenched his teeth as he felt the first inch enter him. His ass felt like it was on fire as Juan continued to shove the rest of his cock into him. Once Juan got half of it in, he gave a forceful jab until he was completely inside Bryan. Bryan grabbed Juan's thighs as he reached behind him to try and push Juan out a bit while he grimaced with pain. Juan, however could not be stopped. With Bryan face down and ass up, Juan was determined to use this twink's smooth ass and not stop until Bryan took his load. In a few moments, Bryan got used to the huge cock inside him as Juan pushed his cock in and out. "Oh fuck yeah!" Bryan exclaimed as waves of pleasure poured through him. Then, he remembered that Juan was poz, and terror crept in once again. "Wait!" Bryan shouted. "I changed my mind! Pull out!" Juan kept fucking Bryan as deep as he could and ignored the comment. Rather Juan picked up his pace and shoved his cock in so hard and fast that Bryan couldn't even form another word. The shock, and mixture of pleasure, pain and fear was too overwhelming that Bryan couldn't even speak. Juan felt his load building and knew he was about to come any moment. "That's right, take my cock. You know you want it," Juan demanded. Bryan couldn't think straight. He couldn't say no because it felt so good, but conflicted by the thought of the big poz cock unloading inside of him. His mouth was again forming the word "No," but his brain betrayed him and all he could say was "Fuck." Despite the fear, his cock remained rock-hard and he felt himself getting close to cumming. On the cusp of unloading in Bryan's ass, Juan answered "Fuck is right!" simultaneously drilling as hard and deep as he could with each thrust, and then muttering "Take my poz load you slut!" as his huge load deep into Bryan's ass. "Oh no!" Bryan wanted to pull himself away, but found himself jacking off and blowing a load moments later when he felt Juan's hot jizz filling him up. Juan pulled out and quickly dressed while Bryan's head was spinning and trying to make sense of the conflicting emotions and sensations that ran a muck through his brain. "I told you. There's no pulling out." Juan dead-panned, and then unceremoniously left the apartment.

In the days before apps and we cruised in bars, you’d make eye contact and if they weren’t interested they’d just look away - you’d immediately get the message, and vice versa of course. I guess the not responding on apps/sites is the cyber equivalent but feels starker because there isn’t that visual body language. In that respect, that’s why I personally like the taps on Grindr or the Woofs on Scruff. It’s an ice breaker, and I’m not sure why so many guys clutch their pearls and have an attack of the vapours like a Dowager Duchess over them. But each to their own. I try to reply to every (I should be so lucky...) message I get. But sometimes life just intervenes and some messages slip through the cracks. The only messages that I purposefully ignore are those that come from those who quite clearly haven’t read my profile. For instance, my Scruff profile is concise but quite clearly states “if you use “clean” to describe your or anyone else’s status I will ignore you” And yet I STILL get hit on my guys who describe themselves as “clean”. And they, I’m afraid, can sod off.

There's something about a man with a sweaty/musky hole that makes my mouth water and given my long tongue, I can give men maximum pleasure, even rimming to climax on occasion. I've earned the nickname RIMBO!

When I'm at the sauna I know I shouldnt, I know its risky to rim strangers, but in the heat of the moment and assisted by poppers I just cannot resist it! If there's no one topping I just love to rim those other guys who are offering up their holes to all and sundry, the grubby ones are even hotter to eat when I'm poppered up!

was just walking down the street last night after taking a few loads in some guys house from 4 guys who were partying when a guy came up to me and said "hi slut. wanna come give me a blowjob?" I said sure. so he got me to go down an alley to a doorway and stood in the doorway, pulled down his zipper and said "okay get on your knees and suck my cock" but he did it in a way that I was still out in the alley, kneeling in what smelled like piss.no idea who he was but he seemed to know me cause he was talking about what a slut I am and how he would fuck me if I wasn't "dirty".he also said "I'm glad I ran into you. I was feeling horny and I know you're easy as fuck. knowing you your pussy is probably full of fresh cum. it took about 5 minutes to suck him off. rewarded with a big, thick 3 day load. he said "thanks cocksucker" zipped up and left.

I was bullied a ton in school by older boys and they called me faggot/sissy/queer/homo... it hurt at first but I came across some straight worship blogs and groups and realized they were just telling me my place. i wish I could track my bullies down and thank them lol

Opening My Boy Up after A Few Months Last year, due to some crazy work circumstances, we decided to take some time off from sex with other guys. We’d jerk each other off, and I’d rim and blow him, but his hole was basically closed for business for a few months, even to me. He just wasn’t feeling very sexy at all and wasn’t in the mood to get fucked by me or by anyone else. I love sharing him with other guys, especially hung guys, most especially hung guys who will play raw and will breed him. I just love sliding into his hole after it’s been opened up and stretched out and filled up. One night before falling asleep, I got him onto his knees, ass up, and I ate him good, forcing three fingers into his ass with plenty of spit. It made me precum buckets, so I was smearing that from my cock to my fingertips and greasing him up with that. I slapped my bare cock on his crack thinking he might let me fuck him, but he wriggled away. As he flipped onto his back, he kept his legs spread, he pulled me up to his face, and he kissed me hard as he jammed three or four fingers into his now-hungry hole. “Babe, why don’t we find a really slutty celebratory way of opening me up for use again, and soon?” I kissed him back and told him I’d come up with something. We jerked each other off, as he told me about missing fresh loads in his cunt. He told me he missed getting bred by guys who might be POZ and came instantly. I lapped his load off of his chest and tongued it into his asshole. He whimpered and told me he was looking forward to tomorrow night. The next morning, I went to work. I fired up S**** and G***** and saw who was online. I chatted with a few regular guys we’d hooked up with. I messaged three who were close to my office, one of whom was POZ and usually undetectable, but had let his meds regime slip, and three who were close to our house, one of whom was POZ and never on meds. At my lunchbreak, I waited on the corner. My three buddies showed up within about five minutes of each other. They each went to the bathroom before heading to meet me and jerked off a fresh cumload into a styrofoam cup and brought it with them. I’d stopped by a coffee shop and grabbed a carboard cup holder. I collected their loads and poured them all into the same cup. There must have been nearly an inch of seed in that cup. I wrote my boy’s name on it and put it in the staff kitchen in the fridge. Before leaving for the day, I texted my boy and suggested that he take a long hot shower and get rinsed out really good. On the way home, I swung by our favorite porn shop. I bought a new bottle of poppers, a clear plastic anal syringe, and a nice thick 10” dildo. While I was there, I went into the booths and knelt in front of a gloryhole. I only needed to wait a few moments before a juicy tan dick came through the hole. I sucked him off as well as I could. Just before he was about to shoot his load, I grabbed my styrofoam cup full of seed and he shot his load into it. I stayed on my knees and had sucked two more strange dicks before firing my own load into the cup. It was now at least an inch a half deep, and three of those loads I didn’t ask status… When I got to our neighborhood, I waited on the corner and messaged the three guys close to our apartment. Two of them brought cups with their fresh cum in it. Leaning over a garbage can, I poured their cum into the cup. The last guy, the unmedicated one, showed up and said, ‘I couldn’t cum just by jerking off, man. Let’s go back in that alley and you can suck it out of me.’ I’d already blown three strangers for their seed, so what was one more? I followed the guy back behind a stack of filthy mattresses and got on my knees. The guy whipped out his uncut POZ cock and slapped it on my face. I sucked his cock as deeply as I could and let his balls slap against my chin. The guy rewarded me with a mouthful of POZ cum which I spit into the cup. It was now at least two inches full of cloudy white ball juice. When I got back to our house, my boy was still in the shower. I went to the kitchen sink and rinsed out the new syringe and filled it full of cum. With the last guys’ loads there, it was warm to the touch and full. I hid the cum-loaded syringe and dildo under my pillow and joined my boy in the bathroom. I climbed in the shower, and we made out as I fingered his hole. Under the showerhead, I knelt down onto the tiles and let him bend over and spread his cheeks. I lapped at his ass and forced in a few fingers. I told him he was in for a fun risky evening. He asked if I’d invited anyone over, to which I replied, ‘no…’ He wondered aloud how risky it could be then without any special guests. I just winked. We toweled dry and tumbled into the bed. I presented him with the fresh poppers and he took a big hit. My boy buried his face in his pillow as I reached for the syringe. I squirted a good amount onto my fingers and worked three inside his ass, still too tight and too dry to accept the dildo, but warming up very quickly. I forced in more cum and got four fingers inside my boy, really opening him up. I pulled out the dildo and teased his hole with it. I squirted more seed onto that dildo and forced the head into him. He moaned and looked over his shoulder at me, begging for more. As more and more slipped inside his quivering pussy, I kept squirting more and more of the guys’ cum onto the shaft. I finally got the dildo balls deep in him and flipped my boy over onto his back. I was leaking precum as my boy moaned taking every inch of that long fat dildo. I let my precum drip onto it and forced it inside his ass over and over again. When I knew I was about to cum, I held up the syringe. He looked curiously at it as I squirted the last of the fresh cum onto my own drooling cock. I pulled out the dildo and slapped my dick against his now-gaping hole. His lips were puffy and red streaked with the cloudy cream of many men. I grabbed my cock by the root and drove it all the way inside him. As inch after inch sunk into my boy’s hole, I told him where all the cum came from. He moaned in approval, especially knowing that I’d coaxed out at least one POZ load just for him in a filthy alley. Fucking my boy felt so good. He was so wet and opened up that I could barely feel the walls of his pussy. I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and managed to shotgun my cock and hand into his sloppy cunt. Feeling all that spooge squelch and slosh around really got me close. My boy had been huffing the whole time and held the bottle up to my mouth. I took a deep breath and rode the high as I shot ropes of cream into my boy’s cummy guts. At exactly the same time, my boy shot his own load all over his belly without even touching himself. I collapsed onto him and we furiously made out as I rammed my fingers in and out of his stretched-out chute telling him that he’d been bred by at least nine guys’ sperm. I had my boy spread his ass wide and took a few snaps of his gaping well-bred hole to send to the guys kind enough to help open my boy up for the first time in months.

I think this is my first BZ post maybe. I have begun dipping my toe into being gay, after being “straight” and married for a long time. As a black man I can tell you it’s difficult to find not just porn but play that fits my desires. I’ve always identified as a bottom before experimenting and when I secretly watched gay videos while married. I’m masculine, straight acting and fairly handsome, but on Grindr it’s crickets because I list as a bottom. I see all these posts and stories about married straight men being desirable but no takers for me, except for people begging me to top them. I simply have no interest. I joked with a gay guy I know who’s black that I AM NOT A FETISH. LOL. That’s what I feel like sometimes, though, a fetish. Everybody wants BBC but not when it’s attached to a bottom. As for porn, I literally have searched for hours for decent, high-quality porn with sexy, masculine black bottoms with, say, white and Asian men, but such porn is almost impossible to find. So here I am, an anal virgin, not for a lack of trying, who can’t even find decent video to jerk off to. LOL please somebody make some good porn with white and Asian dicks breeding some black ass!

I had been playing around with men ever since I was stationed on the USS Enterprise in Alameda, California – right across the bay from San Francisco – leave it to the Marines to send a curious kid into the heartland of hot, easy man sex. I played around some while I was there but wasn’t a huge whore – I was always paranoid about being caught and kicked out of the military …. And I was always a condom-freak in those days. I continued to date women while playing with guys on the side – to say I was working things out and coming to grips with who I was would be an understatement. As I struggled with coming out and living as a gay man, I ended up married to a nice woman with huge tits …. The sex was OK – but it wasn’t what I was craving, and eventually I was playing with men again and getting fucked and sucking cocks, and learning I wasn’t alone out there as the internet started to explode. She worked for a hotel in Crystal City, Virginia … and of course worked with her share of gay men – one who was a real man-whore named Tom, and a good-looking guy as well, so obviously I had scoped him out a time or two when I was at the hotel. One day while I was off and she was at work, I was in the chatrooms and started chatting with Tom, unbeknownst to me. After trading dick and ass pics, we sent face pics to each other, and I knew immediately who he was, and he recognized me as well. I was in shock, and envisioned him ratting me out - he must have sensed I was spooked, because he became very reassuring and said he would never "out" me, and asked if I wanted to come over and talk about the ins and outs of being gay – and of course I agreed. I showed up at his place, nervous as hell, rang the bell, and there he was – wearing only shorts, with a huge bulge in them, and a smile. I held my hand out to shake and he took my hand and pulled me in and kissed me – right there in the open door for the world to see … to say I was a little freaked out would have been an understatement. He laughed and said not to worry – that his neighbors knew he was gay and that he wasn’t the only one there who was – that it was OK. He stepped aside a little and our bodies brushed each other as I walked in the door, and he patted my ass as I passed him … things I was not really used to. He asked me if I wanted a drink, and of course I did – I was nervous as shit, which he sensed. He stopped at the kitchen and mixed two Bourbon and Cokes and handed one to me while getting very close and kissed me again. I leaned into the kiss and opened my mouth and kissed him back. We didn’t kiss very long, he broke it off, and I was hard as a rock – and so was he, with a huge wet spot on his shorts. He motioned to the living room and we set down on the couch – not right on top of each other but positioned so we were looking at each other. “Soooooo ….” he said, “I’m guessing Becky has no idea you are here, huh?”, and he chuckled. “Obviously not”, I replied, “and hopefully she doesn’t find out … this is a bit awkward for me you know …” Tom chucked again, took a sip of his drink, and said “Don’t worry … I said we would talk, and see what happens, and whatever happens, stays here – OK?” I nodded and took another nervous swig from my glass. We continued with small talk for a bit, and he could see I was still nervous, and he asked me if I wanted to go – and I told him I wasn’t sure. He nodded, took my glass, and said he would make another round. I sat there watching the music videos on the TV and he came back with the drink and a half of a blue pill and handed it to me. I looked at the pill and told him I don’t do drugs, and he laughed and said it would just help me relax, that a half of an ecstasy tablet wouldn’t do anything to me, and that he had taken the other half in the kitchen. He held it out closer to me, and I went to take it – he smiled and shook his head and said “Nope – open up and let me give it to you.” so, I opened my mouth and he slowly set it on my tongue and told me to swallow it – and I did. Right after I swallowed it a warm wave washed over me, my ears began to ring a little, and I just collapsed into the couch, closing my eyes for a minute. When I opened my eyes, Tom was standing right in front of me without his shorts and a huge hardon pointing straight at my face. Without thinking I leaned forward and began sucking his thick cock. He was almost 8 inches, very thick, and with a nice mushroom head – like a fireman’s helmet with a very defined ridge. I just kept sucking while he sipped his drink and looked down at me, and without warning, he came in my mouth. It was all I could do not to spill his load, taking 3 gulps to get it all down – and damn it was really thick and tasted good. He got up, walked over to the light switch on the wall, dimmed the light some and turned on the ceiling fan – then he turned around with his hard, thick, cock starting to grow again and told me to strip, and said, “I bet Becky doesn’t know how good a cock sucker you are … or that you swallow ….”. I didn’t say anything back to him, but didn't need any encouragement to strip, although a little off balance as I tried to undress. My dick was hard as a rock and he walked over to me, so close that our cocks were touching, he kissed me, and then pushed me back on the couch, dropped to his knees and started to slowly suck my cock. It didn’t take long until I shot my load, he never stopped and swallowed all of it – something Becky would never do. Before I could react, he rose up from his knees, leaned on top of me, and began to kiss me – passionately and deeply – and I was kissing him back. This was all new – usually when I shot my load I was heading for the door, filled with guilt about what I had done. But not now, I was kissing him, grabbing his ass, and wanting more. I’m not sure if it is was Tom, me, or both of us together – but there was a low moan, and we both came up for air. Tom grinned at me and said, “Did Becky and her big tits teach you this, or have you been sucking other men along the way, getting better and better? You like being a cock sucker, and getting yours sucked as well, don’t you bitch?”, he was having a lot of fun with this. Before I could say anything, he grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the couch, kissed me again while grazing my cock with his hand, then without warning, grabbed my dick and began to pull me by it toward the back of the apartment to where I guessed the bedroom was. I asked if he had any water – I was feeling very thirsty and my head was starting to throb a little. He looked over his shoulder at me and smiled, telling me not to worry, as he continued down the hall. It was surreal … I was naked with another man, being led down his hallway to his bedroom by my dick and I was loving it … and I couldn’t help but think how hot his ass was as he walked in front of me. Once in the bedroom I saw that there were a few bottles of water on the nightstand, and two glasses of what looked like Gatorade. Tom walked over and grabbed a bottle of water and tossed it to me, and it was all I could do not to gulp it all down at once. I noticed he had also grabbed a bottle and had gulped a lot of it down. Then he handed me one of the glasses and told me to take a few sips, and when I started to get ready to take a huge gulp, he stopped me and told me to go easy with that stuff …. I had no idea what he was talking about. I got a little dizzy and Tom told me to get on the bed, which I practically fell into, and told me to relax, breathe deep, and to roll over on to my stomach and put my ass in the air. I did all of that, and knew he was going to fuck me – I wasn’t very experienced, but also wasn’t a virgin. He spread my ass cheeks, and then I felt the most amazing thing – he was licking my ass – something no one had ever done to me before. I let out a low moan and groaned “Ohhhh my God ….” Tom kept eating my hole, tongue going deeper, and moving in circles. I was in fucking heaven. He stopped rimming me, and got up on the bed behind me, telling me to move forward to give him some room and gave me a pillow to rest my chest on, putting my ass higher in the air. He grabbed a big bottle of Astroglide off the nightstand and began to rub it onto and into my hole, slowly pushing a lubed finger into me. The lube felt cool on my ass, but also burned, something I had never felt with lube before, but in no time my tight hole was open, and he had two fingers inside me rubbing my prostate with me pushing back onto him. All of a sudden, he pulled his fingers out of my hole and I told him – begged him – not to stop. He chuckled and told me not to worry, that we were just getting started, and then I felt his big mushroom head pressed against my hole. My ass was so hungry for his cock – I had never been this horny or wanted to be fucked so badly before in my life – and it never even dawned on me to ask about a condom or reach back to feel if he had one on. Another squirt of lube in my crack and on the head of his cock, more of the burning sensation, and he began to push into me. I was grabbing the pillow, which was under my chest, and had my head turned to the left looking at the nightstand with the water and things on it. I turned my head to the right as Tom was slowly pushing into my tight, hungry hole and saw a bottle of poppers. I grabbed them – Amsterdam I think they were, and took a really long hit off the bottle and held it in. I let the poppers out in a long exhale, and it was like a wave of warmth and complete relaxation flooded my entire body. It felt amazing – everything felt so right – and it caught Tom by surprise because my hole opened fully and his thick cock slid all the way inside of me, the huge head – that perfect fireman’s helmet – sliding right over my prostate, and he was balls deep. I let out a long low moan as Tom let out a louder “FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK ….” And just held his cock still for about a minute. His hands were rubbing my ass and caressing my back, and he said, “Shit Don, you feel amazing – so fucking tight and warm ….” I took another hit of poppers and began to work my ass and hips back against him slowly – getting to know his cock and how he fit inside me. Tom told me to take my time, to relax, and I told him that I could swear his cock was the biggest and thickest I had ever had inside of me before. After a couple of minutes, he started to slowly fuck me, sliding out a little at a time and going back in, and out – and I wasn’t being passive … I was moving with him …. I was in heaven – it felt so amazing, we stopped talking and it became moans and grunts … he wasn’t pounding me, but was going full stroke, almost pulling all the way out before driving back into me. I don’t know how long we were fucking … but I swear it was less than 15 minutes before he pushed all the way inside of me and let out a long groan – his cock was all the way inside me and it felt like he was trying to push himself through my skull. I didn’t feel his cum …. Just the pulsing of the thick head of his cock but knew what was happening …. And it was amazing. Then I felt very wet and slick, and his cock was still hard, him pushing as deep as he could into me, and me pushing as hard back against him. Tom collapsed on top of me, my cock hard and throbbing still, and him still hard … and he kissed my neck and nibbled my ear. Before he could say anything, I said “DAMN …. That was fucking amazing!” Tom chuckled and said yes it was …. And then got serious and asked if he had hurt me. I told him I felt amazing – a little tender but felt great. But then I called him out …. I said, “You didn’t use a condom, did you?” Nothing for about a minute, his hard cock still inside me …. he nibbled my ear and growled “No … I didn’t … and you didn’t ask me to …. Can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube …. but you know you wanted it …. didn’t you – BITCH?” I got quiet … almost bolted …. And he pulled me up, so I was almost riding his cock from behind …. and he kissed me and asked me to tell me how I felt … right then … with his cock still hard inside of me. I stammered and said “I’m not sure … you came inside of me …. And I have a WIFE …. How do you expect me to feel?” He actually laughed and shoved his cock in more, which made me yelp … He reached around and tweaked my nipples hard …. Harder than anyone had ever done …. and growled in my ear again “We're not talking about feelings - we are fucking and I want you to tell me how your body is feeling …. how our bodies feel and what we need and crave …. Got it BITCH?” Before I could answer he nibbled my ear and licked my neck, which made me gasp and moan at the same time …. Before I could answer, he said “I’ll ask the questions … and be honest with your answers ….” “Are you hurt, or did I hurt you …” I replied “No” He then told me every answer I gave needed to be finished with “Daddy” …. And asked again … “Are you hurt or did I hurt you ….” “No …. Daddy ….” Tom nibbled my ear again, and whispered “Did you like it?” “Yes Daddy …. But ….” And he gently smacked my ass and said he was the only one asking the questions …. And did I understand?” “Yes …. Daddy” The Daddy thing had me so fucked up …. I didn’t want my father fucking me …. The next whisper in my ear “Are you jealous Becky gets to have cum inside of her and you don’t ….” “Fuck …. So jealous of that ……. Daddy” “DO YOU WANT ME TO STOP!?!” “No ……. Daddy ….” Next whisper …. “Tell me how YOU feel Boy ….” “Very satisfied …. Horny …. dirty …. Daddy” All this time he was caressing my body, kissing my neck … playing with my nipples …” All I could do was moan … I tried to jerk myself off and Tom grabbed my hand and said “Not yet …” Then he told me to slowly ride his cock … as much as I could handle …. All while his hands were all over me …. And I began to move up and down on his cock …. And it was amazing …. I was so open and so slick inside …. No lube had ever made it feel like that … no rough spots …. Nothing but silky … so smooth. He nibbled my ear and told me to describe how it felt … and I did …. And he kissed my neck and let me keep going – my strokes on his cock getting longer, faster, and harder …. Tom told me he was sorry for cumming so fast the first time – but I felt so good and tight he couldn’t help it … but that I was riding him now and I was in charge …. So, he told me anyway …. I moaned and said,“I feel so slick and …… and … slimy …. But … it’s so goooood” Tom started to meet my downward thrust, pushing into me, making me yelp again … and told me “It feels that way because your ass … your hole … is now a pussy …. And you are going to take more cum and cock than Becky would ever think of …. So ride my cock Bitch!” And I did … no track of time … I just kept riding him and loved it all … and just when I thought it would last forever, he grabbed my hips and pulled me down on to his cock HARD …. And he filled me with his second load. The second time didn’t feel it like the first time …. Other than the cum leaking out of my hole …. Now his pussy …. but it was still an amazing feeling, knowing he was filling me with his cum. Tom fell forward on top of me with a groan, and I collapsed under him … him on top of me … just both of us gasping. I felt him go soft and heard the “PLOP” as soon as he fell out of me …. And he actually apologized … said he was sorry, but that he needed a break. He rolled off me, and for the first time in my life I settled into the crook of a man’s arm and caressed his chest …. No talking …. just catching our breath. I looked down at his cock, and he was semi hard … semi flaccid … but his cock was glistening with cum and ass juice … I couldn’t take my eyes off of his cock. I started to move to go down his torso to his cock … and he grabbed me … and said “We both need water …. Grab a bottle …. For each of us ….” And I did … I handed him a full bottle … it had gone warm, and I looked over at the alarm clock and realized almost 3 hours had gone by … and it only seemed like minutes … WHAT THE FUCK??? He propped himself up and gulped down half a bottle …. And pointed at me and gasped … “You ... drink …. NOW!” And I grabbed a bottle, and almost emptied it … I was shocked at how thirsty I was …. I finished the bottle and grabbed another and downed half of it, and seeing Tom had finished his, handed him the rest of mine, which he sipped on. There he was on his back, propped up, and I was kneeling offset to him to the left – so I could get the water …. I thought I did something wrong …. And as he sipped and caught his breath, I glanced at his slick cock again. Tom never asked me, told me, or anything …. I just went between his legs and SLOWLY licked him clean …. Tasting my ass and his cum … and the lube …. But I was drawn to do that … something I had never done … a day of firsts …. Tom’s face lit up with a huge grin as he moaned “FUCK …. You do have some things to learn …. But damn if you aren’t a natural ….” I was enjoying myself … teasing him … nipping at his cock a little … and he started to get hard again …. I looked up at him, and he asked me “Think you can go another round?” I smiled as I licked the head of his cock and said “Yes Daddy” …. And he laughed and said, “The hesitation between answers and Daddy is getting shorter …. Very nice …” He told me I had worn him out, but to ride him reverse Cowgirl style …. Which confused the shit out of me. He saw my confusion and said, “I guess Becky never did that, huh?” I looked up at him and said, “There is a lot of shit she never did ….” No “Daddy” in the answer … and he didn’t mind or correct me …. Just told me to turn myself away from him, so my ass was right over his cock, and to lube my hole and his cock, and just slowly slide up and down until he was hard again and could get back inside of me … and then to just ride his cock until he could cum again … or we both called it quits …. Which he said could be a possibility …. I grabbed the lube and squirt some down my crack, and into my hand so I could massage his balls and cock, and I felt him getting harder … but not like before …. I had the head of his cock against my hole and I was HUNGRY for him again …. Tom told me to slowly push his cum out of my pussy … yes, he called it a pussy …. And told me it would probably feel weird to me …. So, I started to push out, like taking a dump, and felt a warm glob start leaking out of me. I was mortified … I thought I was shitting on him and told him that …. And he rubbed my ass and said no … it was his cum I was pushing out, and that was making him hard, seeing that …. I pushed back and the head of his cock worked its way in … a little soft and squishy … but as he slid inside of me, he grew hard again. I didn’t need to be told what to do … I pushed back and felt his reaction … his growing hard, and where he was still soft … and took it slow … working my hips and ass muscles more than anything … while staring at his feet of all things …. Tom finally got to full mast, but he was very controlling in how I rode him … it was slow, but deliberate for close to another half hour, then he grabbed my hips and started to fuck me hard again, groaning as he filled me with a third load. Afterwards, he tapped out and said he couldn’t go any more …. That I had worn him out, Which I was OK with at that point. He got out of the bed and stretched … and I just took his body in …. And loved it …. He looked over his shoulder and laughed …. And then told me I really did wear him out … and that I needed to stretch out as well … and while I was at it, to go grab the full bottle of Gatorade out of the fridge and a few more bottles of water. I rolled out of bed, and it hit me … fuck … I felt like I had been beaten by a crowd …. And I slowly stretched and worked my back and shoulders …. And my legs … holy shit …. Like wooden pegs …. So, I did stretch, and went to the kitchen to get the Gatorade and water …. All unopened bottles …. Which I didn’t catch either …. I made my way down the hall to the bedroom … I didn’t hurt, which surprised me, and I could feel Tom leaking out of me …. And I swear I was walking like I needed to be put in heels and put on a corner - I had never felt so opened before. When I got back in the room Tom was on his computer at the small desk …. I was confused and asked if all was OK. Tom assured me it was, but that he was expecting an e-mail, and that sitting in the chair at the desk felt good … and then asked for the Gatorade. He grabbed it and downed about half the bottle … than handed it to me and told me to finish it and asked for a bottle of water … which I gave him …. I sat on the bed for a few minutes, catching my breath and drinking the Gatorade, and Tom looked over and said, “You could get under the desk and lick me clean again while I wrap this up. Needless to say, I did … and while licking him clean and tasting him was great, he wasn’t getting hard, but I didn’t let that stop me from jerking off. He laughed and told me to do my thing, and that the soft licks, kissing, and sucking were perfect …. I shot my load into my hand … what I could catch anyway and got out from under the desk and ate my own load with Tom watching …. He smiled, I leaned over, and we kissed. It was then I noticed an AOL IM window open to “SnowWhite001” …. The ex of a guy I had worked with …. And Tom and Becky’s coworker at the hotel …. my jaw dropped …. And I collapsed on the bed … looking right at Tom … I said, “Nancy knows???” He smiled and said yes … and that he was chatting with her as I licked his cock clean …. BUT … not to worry … that she wasn’t saying anything …. “YET” …. I must have had a beaten dog face on when I said, “Shit … I am totally fucked …” He smiled and said I wasn’t, but that I needed to come out of the closet, and soon. He went on to say that he pegged me for gay right off the bat when we first met, and Nancy, who was a fag-hag, didn’t believe him when he said he was going to fuck me, and they bet $100 on it, and that he had told her she had lost … and she didn’t believe him – Tom had a reputation of being a man whore, and the women loved the stories of his exploits … turns out even Becky did …. But guessed she wasn’t going to like this story when it came out …. Fuck it, I thought. My ass was tender and full of cum, and my mind was spinning …. I looked at him and said, “ALL THIS WAS A FUCKING BET???” Tom saw I was getting spun up quick, and he said, “Yes … no … yes …. But …. FUCK …. It started out as a bet … FUCK … I will give you the money … or fucking burn it …. but …. This … what we did today … THIS … was fucking real …. To me anyway …. And yes … Nancy knows you are gay …. Big fucking deal …. she knows I am gay, and we have 2 crossdressers who work the front desk as well …. She doesn’t give a shit. Actually … she gets pissed at Becky because she acts like the queen of the roost …. And this knocks Becky down a couple of notches …. if she finds out …. So yeah …. This isn’t just about you … or me … or her … or Becky …. Or a hundred bucks. We connected today …. And you know it …. So, go home and think about it … and decide who you are and what you want …. Because, to be honest …. Your pussy fit my cock perfectly and you loved it …. So, don’t try to pretend otherwise or that it didn’t happen …. “ I finished my water and went into the living room to get my clothes and get dressed. As I was about to walk out the door, Tom was there … still nude …. And he kissed me … deep … looked at me, and said, “I want more of you … I’m all in if you are …. BUT … you have baggage you have to stow … so think on that.” I got home fine … Becky was working the evening shift and wouldn’t be home for at least an hour or so. I drank a glass of water, still amazed I couldn’t – or didn’t need to piss – and went to bed. I had popped a Valium, and I was out … didn’t hear her come home, or her attempt to wake me up with a hand job … I was out …. The Next day Becky needed to be in by 10AM …. Typical hotel staff rotation BS …. Meaning she would be home around 6 that evening … and I was off. I didn’t hear her leave in the morning and woke up just after 10, and my bowls were screaming …. I hit the bathroom, and all the damn air farts and cum that came out of my ass amazed me …. as well as finally being able to piss. Once that was cleared up, I showered and all that … and went upstairs and got on the computer – checked e-mail, deleted spam, and started to read the news …. Before going into a chat room. An IM box popped up from Tom. “Are you OK … I have been worried … and it’s not about the money – I’ll talk to Nancy and call it off …. It wasn’t my intention … we got carried away before I could say anything ….” Me – “Yeah … it was good … but maybe next time you use my ass … EXCUSE me … PUSSY … you just leave a hundred on the dresser when you go …. “ I expected a very harsh rebuke but didn’t get one … Tom said it was a fair hit … and asked if he could call me …. That he just wanted to talk …. I gave him the number and he called. I was still online when he called, which I wasn’t expecting – so he did surprise me there. We talked for about an hour … he was very contrite, despite how dominate he had been when we were fucking … and said he wanted to hang out more …. But that I needed to accept I was gay, and that he would help and be a friend through it all. I agreed that we should talk, but that I wasn’t up to driving, and that he could come to my place …. He already knew Becky was working until 6 … so he said he would be there around 1, and no fucking …. Just get things straight, so to say, and maybe establish boundaries. He knew where I lived … we were less than 15 miles from each other, and I told him that would work … as it was just after Noon, it gave me time to think shit though. Not even 10 minutes later an IM box popped up from Nancy …. “FUCK ME” was all I could think. Her and I had chatted and ran in similar circles … we were casual friends … a very attractive blonde from Switzerland with a nice rack … and a wild side … and as stubborn as a mule … Nancy - “Did I really loose a hundred to Tom??? Or – was he bullshitting me???” Me – “Yeah – you did – sorry about that ….” Nancy – “Shit …. sooo – he wasn’t bullshitting me last night?? About any of it?” Me – “Nancy – you already know the answer … not sure what he was telling you …. But we fucked our brains out …. And he was really good …. And it felt amazing …” Nancy – “You were under the desk when he told me I lost???” Me – “Yep …. But I didn’t know he was chatting with you …. But even if he had told me, the mood I was in, I probably wouldn’t have stopped … LOL” Nancy – “I’m more than OK with what happened and the direction you are going … And we are probably going to become closer friends because of this …. But – you better get your shit in order and tell Becky, or I'm going to do it – no bullshit about that.” Me – “I’m still confused over all that …. Going to talk to Tom around 2 today, and go from there …” Nancy – “If you did only half of what Tom said you guys did, then you don’t need a wife … and as much as she pisses me off with her goody-two-shoes attitude …. You need to be honest to yourself … Anyway – if you need to talk, I’m here … don’t do anything I wouldn’t do with Tom this afternoon LOL“ 1 O’clock came and went … and right after 2 O’clock Tom called and said he was on his way … and that he was sorry for not calling but got caught up …. Whatever – I told him if he couldn’t be at my place by 3:30 and gone by 5, not to bother coming. 15 minutes later a knock on the door … I was only wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt … my ass was tender after all … and looking through the peephole saw it was Tom, in a tight t-shirt and shorts. I opened the door, and wouldn’t you know it, the hot Puerto Rican woman who lived in the condo across from me, an Army Staff Sergeant stationed at Fort Belvoir, was also just getting home. Obviously, she looked over as I opened the door – we were friendly after all and saw each other several times a week in passing. Vanessa smiled and said hello, then saw how I was dressed – and how Tom was dressed - Her eyes went wide, but then she winked at me and walked inside her place …. “GREAT” was all I could think … Tom came in, brushing past me, and I could tell he was free balling and was semi hard. I closed the door and as I turned around Tom pushed me back against the door and kissed me – deep – and I didn’t fight it …. Kissing him back as my cock got hard. We broke off the kiss, and I told him to grab a seat in the living room as I went to the kitchen, asking if he wanted anything, because I knew I needed a drink for damn sure. He asked for one as well and brought it in to him. He was sitting on the love seat, and I sat on the sofa – close to him but had my personal space. We talked for well over an hour and had a couple more drinks – him making the last round. When he brought the drinks into the living room, instead of sitting on the love seat he came over to the sofa, handed me my drink as he sipped on his, and I couldn’t help but stare at his crotch and obviously hard cock tenting his shorts … like déjà vu …. It was happening again. Tom just stood there, and after taking another long pull on my drink, I looked up at him and he was smiling. Tom got right to the point and asked, “Did you enjoy our time together yesterday and our fucking?” I told him that he knew I had, but I was still trying to work things out. He did sympathize, telling me that coming out can be the hardest, longest first step to make – but once you do, it’s liberating, although there may be things that have to be cleaned up in order to move forward. I was nodding while he said that, and noticed I was getting a little lightheaded. I looked up at him and said, “You spiked my drink, didn’t you, you bastard?” Tom chuckled and said he took one as well – and that I was just too nervous and uptight, that I needed to relax. I shook my head but took another long sip from my glass. I smirked, and told him, “Well – you won’t be able to fuck me, because I don’t have any lube here … and I am way to tender from last night for you to even think about not using any – so get that thought out of your head.” Still standing in front of me, he reached into the cargo pocket of his shorts and pulled out a bottle of Astroglide and smiled …. All I could think was “FUCK” …. I had finished my drink and set the glass down on the table, then looking up at him, I leaned forward and unbuttoned his shorts, letting them fall to the floor, and just swallowed his cock and got to sucking. Tom groaned, and said, “The blinds are open – anyone can see us if they look in … “ I stopped sucking, looked up at him while holding his throbbing cock, and said, “Let them –fuck it.”, and I went back to sucking his cock. After 10 minutes or so of worshiping his cock and balls, he backed away from me so I could stand up – looking right at him I stripped, got close to him, and kissed him deep with our cocks rubbing against each other. Tom backed up toward the love seat and plopped down, adjusting himself so that his ass was at the edge of the cushion, then lifted his legs up and back, exposing his ass and his puckered hole. I just stood there starring, and he said, “Get on your knees and eat my ass bitch – eat it like the good cock sucking, cum craving whore you are … eat it until I say you are done …. NOW!” I had never considered eating an ass before – but knew what it felt like from last night when he ate mine. I dropped to my knees, put my hands on his ass cheeks, and tentatively stuck my tongue out until it touched his hole. Tom demanded, “Don’t tease it, eat it like I ate yours last night …. Eat my hole bitch … taste all of me”, and he pushed my face into his ass. I started licking around and over his hole, pushing my tongue into him, and as he moaned, he told me to lube my hole up and play with it, so I would be ready for him when he was ready. As I rubbed the lube into my hole, I began to feel the burning again, which made me want to devour his hole even more …. I don’t know how long I was eating him, but after some time he pushed me back and was smiling. His cock was leaking more precum than I had ever seen before from a cock, and without warning he pushed me back, stood up, pulled me to my feet and spun me around, and sank his cock into my lubed and throbbing hole in one steady stroke as I was braced against the entertainment center – right there in the living room in front of the exposed sliding glass doors leading to the deck. I didn’t care, and I let out a moan and a grunt as his balls pressed against my ass, still tender from the fucking the night before. Tom held his cock still and chewed on my ear, then growled, “I see I broke your pussy in good last night, and you are tender … don’t worry, you’ll be begging for it deeper and harder before long …”, and with that he started to slowly stroke in and out of my hole, taking longer stokes and picking up the pace. He was right, in no time at all I was moaning and begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper, to break me in and make me a true bitch … me on my tip toes trying to push back onto him, and him putting more lube on his cock and my hole. I was in heaven, loving every inch of him inside of me. After some time had passed with Tom fucking me deep and hard, he pulled out and took a step back, and I turned to face him, knowing he hadn’t cum yet. Looking at his cock, slick with precum, lube, and my ass juice, I dropped to my knees and started to lick and suck him clean. He moaned and said, “Just a quick breather – I didn’t want to cum just yet”. I stood up, kissed him, and then remembering the blinds were open, grabbed him by the cock and pulled him down the hall to the bedroom – still not caring if anyone had seen us fucking. When we got in the bedroom, he closed the door most of the way and pushed me back onto the bed, then pulled my legs toward him so my ass was hanging over the edge of the bed and my ankles were on his shoulders. Without any warning he shoved himself back inside me, balls deep, and continued fucking me, but at a slower pace, putting more lube on my hole, and more burning, but I was in heaven, having lost track of all time, staring into his eyes as I moaned and begged for his cock and cum. What seemed like another 20 minutes went by, and I heard the front door open – and I almost leapt off the bed but couldn’t since Tom had me pinned to the bed with his cock buried in me. He smiled down at me and said, “Looks like Becky’s home …. You’re coming out of the closet now …. and you know you want her to see you taking my cock … don’t you …. Because I sure do …” He began to pick up the pace again, and I was moaning – I knew I should stop and have him hide – but it felt too damn good, I was too turned on … and yes … I wanted her to see me with his cock buried balls deep inside of me and how much I loved it. Then it happened … the moment of truth - Becky pushed the bedroom door open, standing there in just her bra and panties and holding her hotel dress in her hand, which she dropped as she said, “What the fuck …. Don …. Tom …. “, and just trailed off. I looked over at her briefly, her huge tits overflowing her bra, her eyes wide, and her mouth open …. In shock and speechless. Tom looked over at her and said, “He’s on my team now Becky …. And damn is he a good piece of ass …” and he started fucking me harder and deeper – I knew he was close, as I was looking up at him, and he at her – the only sounds were the slurping from my ass the slapping of his balls against my ass cheeks. Tom turned back to me and started gritting his teeth, and yelled, “OH FUCK – I’M CUMMING – TAKE EVERY DROP OF MY POZ SEED BITCH – TAKE IT …… FUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK”, and he pushed into me and held my legs as I pushed my hips up into him …. Missing his comment about his POZ seed at the moment. He convulsed for a couple of minutes with his cock buried balls deep inside of me, then gave a few more strokes with his cock, the wet sloppy sounds making it obvious he had filled me with his cum, then took a couple of steps back from the bed and cum began oozing from my gaping hole. Becky’s eyes got wide as she saw how big his cock was, and that he was still hard with a long sting of cum hanging from the head of his cock. I slid off the bed, and making eye contact with her, took the string of cum in my mouth and began sucking his cock clean – looking at her and stoking my cock, while sucking his. Tom’s cock began to twitch, and I could feel the head swelling, knowing he was going to shoot another load – he was more turned on than I had seen him so far, and so was I. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and I kept my mouth open as he gave it 2 good jerks, and filled my mouth with a nice, thick load of cum. Taking his cum in my mouth, I turned my eyes back upward to Tom, swallowed all of his seed, ran my tongue up his piss slit, shot a huge load with a groan onto the carpet, then got off my knees, and gave him a long, deep kiss. We broke the kiss off, Becky still in shock looking at both of us, and Tom said, “I think I should be going now …” He walked to the bedroom door, and Becky was still standing there, and he had to brush past her, his cock grazing her stomach, and he looked down at her tits and said, “Damn, they really are amazing Becky …” and continued to the living room to get dressed. I followed behind him, Becky having moved out of the way, and I walked Tom to the door once he was dressed – didn’t take long as all he had to do was throw on shorts and a t-shirt and slip into his shoes. I was still nude and didn’t care. I opened the door, not doing too much to conceal myself behind the door, and gave him a quick, passionate kiss. He quietly told me that I could crash at his place if things got to tense, and that he would also be free to talk – and with that he was out the door and heading down the stairs. I closed the door, walked to the living room and put my shorts on, then headed to the kitchen to make myself a drink. All the while Becky just watched me, and I asked if she wanted one, but she just shook her head. I headed back to the living room to sit down, expecting the fireworks to go off at any moment, but all she asked was, “You’re not even going to clean yourself up and push the cum out of yourself?” I looked at her and said, “No – unlike you, I enjoy holding the cum inside of me as long as I can, and don’t rush to the bathroom to clean it all off …. I like it and enjoy that he is still inside of me.” She shook her head and went back into the bedroom, closing the door – and I figured it was best for me to leave her alone at that moment. She came out of the bedroom about 20 minutes later, wearing her robe tight around herself. She looked at me, and said, “I suspected you were curious, and possibly going bi, but it’s obvious you’re well beyond that, this obviously wasn’t the first time you sucked a dick or have been fucked – but for fuck sake – why him …. Why Tom …. I have to work with him … and everyone will know he fucked you – and came inside you …. Please tell me you weren’t fucking me after he – or anyone else came inside you.” I told her that he was the first one to cum inside of me, and that the first time was last night …. And that she had nothing to worry about in that regard. She shook her head again, obviously upset, and then said, “Your cock sucking ass can sleep in the guest room until we figure this shit out …. Fucking faggot!”, and she went back in the bedroom slamming the door behind her. I don’t know why; I knew she was upset and that I should feel guilty – but I didn’t. Instead I made another drink and went upstairs to the loft and got on the computer – I was horny as fuck still. I started looking at porn, surfing, and cruising. I was craving more cock and cum, and in less than an hour found a black guy that was looking and liked the idea I already had a load inside my hole. We met in the woods behind my condo and got right to it – I dropped to my knees and sucked his huge cock until he was hard, and then turned around and leaned against a tree and told him to just use spit. It hurt somewhat, like his huge cock was ripping me in half, but I knew I would get used to it, finally coming to terms with the fact I was a cock loving, cum hungry bottom. I loved hearing the sound of his cock slurping in my already cum filled hole and I begged him to fuck me deep and fill me with his load. He didn’t last long – maybe 10 minutes, but I didn’t care – I knew I was used up at that point for the night, but felt so good about having a stranger fuck me in the woods with her upstairs, never even getting his name. I finally knew who I was and loved it. Becky and I did split up, although it turned out I had knocked her up about a month earlier …. So, we are still intertwined to this day. Tom and I kept fucking for close to a year – we tried to date but found being fuck buddies worked so much better for us. He was on meds and undetectable, so his breedings never took hold, and to this day I am still looking for that load that will turn me into a POZ pig. Even now, there is always something that stirs my cock and turns me on when I know someone is watching me take a cock – especially if it’s a woman watching and knowing I love cock and cum more than she does.

he's one of my fantasy men

Did it really? I used to stay there a lot in my late teens when id film porn in Vegas. I loved the Blue Moon.

Be proud of getting screened for STDs. Go ahead and be fucking raunchy slut, but be an ethical one.

I think its rude for people to feel they're entitled to a response. Just move on.

I am a much better rimmer than cock sucker. I prefer getting fucked, but I love eating ass before the guy rails me.

You are a fucking God @BoyStrangler. You are so right with everything you say, I want to fucking be a worthless Faggot for you to use beat hurt, wreck my fucking hole till its pink lube, then you beat it somewhere until it's bleeding dumping me spit on my face but I'm sure that angry looked at you have and then you know I would just take my rectal and go to the bookstore or anywhere else that I could find someone else to use me more. I would want you to start though

I went to the cruisy park during my lunch break yesterday. There was a young lightskin dude with his shirt off just standing around. I went down the trail to the fuck spot and he was following. I loosened my belt and pulled my khakis down and showed my ass. His dick was sticking straight out in his shorts so I bent over then felt his finger in my slippery pre-lubed crack. Then I felt his warm dick head pushing and slide in all the way to the balls. He pumped for a minute then shoved in deep and quietly moaned and I could feel his cum pumping deep in me. He pulled out and left and when I turned around an older black guy was standing there jacking a big fat dick. So I bent over again and felt him slide into me. He reached up and grabbed my nipples while he fuck me deep with a nice stroke until I felt him pump in and start pumping a huge load deep into me. My hole was sloppy but felt so good. I walked back up to the main area and saw another black guy slowly walking the trail. I walked down to a dark shaded area and pulled my pants down over my ass. I felt him finger my sloppy hole then I felt a big warm dick head push against my hole. He fucked me and busted quickly, and pumped for almost a minute while holding my shoulders and breathing hard. Three big BBC loads in 20 minutes, I was in heaven and went back to work loaded and horny.

(This story only has chem use in the last part, but I'm putting it in this section to make things simpler) Part 1 My brother and I had been fucking each other for most of our lives. He was a year older than I, and the first time he stuck his cock in my ass we were 12 and 13. I didn’t like it at first, but I knew I liked boys and before long I was begging him for his cock and sperm. He was a horny little fucker and every chance he got, he fucked my hole. That’s another story which I’ll share at some point. By the time we were adults, he had gotten married (and divorced after his wife disappeared with some douchebag), but whenever we saw each other he’d manage to slip it to me and I’d leave a family holiday or party with a nice juicy load of brother spunk in my cunt. Sometimes one before the meal and one after. He had a nice fat uncut dick that I loved to feel sliding up my hole. I learned to always arrive at one of these events cleaned out and lubed up and at some point in the evening, I’d probably end up getting a load of my sexy bisexual brother’s spunk up my ass. Like so many men, he had let himself slip a little by the time we were in our 40s, but he was still a powerfully built sexy guy from working construction. Like me, he was short, just 5’6” tall, but at 200 lbs of muscle (with a sexy, furry little gut) he really turned me on. I’m just 5’5” tall (we’re a very short family) and weigh 150 lbs. Like Jack, I’m really furry all over my body. We both have very hairy chests and asses and I like nothing more than to eat out his hole, even though I have to pick hairs out of my teeth afterwards. Jack has a son, Adam, who just turned 18 and he’s the reason for this story. Since Jack and I were really close, he had told me that he thought Adam was gay, and wanted me to talk to him, since Jack obviously didn’t have anything against gay guys, and wanted to make sure that Adam was taking care of himself, and knew that there were no problems with him being gay. Just to feel him out, so to speak. Little did he know how much feeling out would be done. I walked over to their house one day when I knew Jack was still at work, and knocked on the door. No one answered, which was strange since I knew that Adam should be home. I let myself in with my key and heard some noise coming from the back of the house. I quietly followed the noises and walked quietly to the back of the house where the door to Adam’s room was wide open. Inside, Adam was kneeling on the bed with his perfect furry little ass in the air getting drilled by a man as old as his father and I. I quietly watched while this powerfully built, tall, gray haired daddy roughly fucked my hot little nephew in the ass. “You know what a fucking whore you are boy?,” the older man said. “Yes, Daddy, I know I’m a total whore and need your fat daddy cock up my hole, please give it to me hard,” Adam said panting hard and pushing his ass back against the older man. I was getting incredibly turned on watching this older man fuck my nephew. Adam had been morphing into a hot little stud for several years. Like me and his dad, he was short, just 5’4.” But he was muscled and beginning to show the signs of our family’s trademark fur all over his hot little body especially on his ass. The boy clearly worked out and I had seen him wrestle in high school. He was good, and hoping for a college wrestling scholarship. So there he was, the slutty little horndog, ass in the air, letting some older man fuck him raw, all the while begging to have it harder. “Please Sir, please fuck me harder with your fat daddy cock. I have to have it inside me as often as possible, please fuck me,” Adam said. With that the older man sped up and his breathing became short. He stopped and held his cock inside Adam and I could tell he was shooting a load of cum up my nephew’s asshole. Adam was loudly moaning and saying “thank you, Sir, thank you for your load of cum.” He slapped Adam’s ass and pulled out with a pop and I could see a bit of white cum start to leak out of Adam’s ass. I could see the older man was about to turn and dress, so I ducked into the laundry room which was next to Adam’s bedroom and hid behind the door. I heard him put on his clothes and he said to Adam “Same time Thursday, you little whore. Be ready, I might bring a friend.” I knew that my brother worked late several days a week, so Daddy Man was clearly planning something more for my slutty nephew on Thursday. I heard him pull up his pants and pull on his shirt and he quietly walked out of the house. I heard the front door slam and then I heard a loud sigh from Adam’s room. I quietly walked toward the open door and saw him lying face down on the bed with the Daddy’s load of jizz leaking out of his hole and his own fingers playing with his cunt. I tiptoed to the open door and walked up behind Adam and stuck my index finger roughly into his hole and turned it side to side to feel the load (I was guessing there was more than one up there) inside Adam’s ass. He suddenly turned and pulled the sheet over himself, utterly shocked that I was there and mortified when he realized I had seen him getting his ass reamed out by a man my own age. “Uncle Mike! What the fuck are you doing here!?,” Adam said. “I came to talk to you, Adam. Looks like you were having a good time,” I rubbed my crotch a little so he could see that it was OK and because I was incredibly turned on. Adam noticed and relaxed and said “Fuck, I’m not in trouble am I? Please don’t tell Dad, OK!?” He was pleading with his eyes as he said this. He thought I was going to kick his ass. If he only knew. I had always thought that Adam knew I was gay. I never made a big deal out of it, and had lived with a lover when Adam was younger so I just figured he knew the score. Apparently not. I sat down on the messy bed, secretly drinking in the smell of boy sweat, man sweat, cum and sex in the air while I put my hand on Adam’s shoulder. “Adam, it’s OK. I always thought you knew I was gay. Are you saying you didn’t?” “I always wondered what happened to Uncle Justin,” he said, referring to my sexy but utterly insane ex who I had split up with a few years before. “But after he was gone you never talked about it, so I just figured he had been your roommate, and that I had misread the situation. I was just 15 at the time, so I wasn’t sure.” “Justin was my lover,” I said to Adam. I smiled and said “I’ll tell you that story sometime,” getting a slight boner thinking about Justin but the boner disappeared when I remembered his psycho behavior. “But who was that who just left?,”I asked Adam He turned beet red and said “he’s my best friend’s father. Nick and I have been friends since we were little and I’ve always had a crush on his dad. When I got older I figured out that Nick’s dad likes to fuck guys so I hit on him and he’s been fucking me several times a week since my junior year of high school.” “That’s really hot,” I said, giving my nephew a shit eating grin. Watching the beefy hairy daddy fuck my obviously slutty little nephew was one of the hottest things I’d seen in quite a while. Knowing Adam was only 18 and how small he is just turned me on even more. Nick’s dad was 6’3” and built like a football player with a sexy graying goatee and a thick coat of chest and back hair. Adam turned even redder if that’s possible. I’d caught him red handed (or red assed if you will) and the tent in the thin sheet he was using to cover himself made it clear that he was as turned on as I was. I leaned down and kissed Adam on the lips and pulled his face to mine, shoving my tongue in his mouth. I could see he was shocked by the look in his eyes, but he quickly closed them and reached his hand up behind my head, pulling me close to him. I could feel the need inside him as his tongue explored my mouth. We kissed for a long time and when our kiss broke he looked up at me with his beautiful blue puppy dog eyes and said, “Uncle Mike, please. Will you fuck me?” “Yes,” I said. “Yes, beautiful boy. I’ve wanted to fuck your hot pussy for a long time.” In truth was I had watched Adam blossom into a very sexy young man, and had wanted him for a long time, but I wanted to make sure that he was gay, and wanted to have sex with his Uncle before I put the moves on him. The boy was in good shape and the last thing I wanted was to get slugged in the jaw by Adam and lose the good dicking I’d been getting from Jack for years. Adam pushed the sheet off himself, and reached over to touch my cock through my shorts. It was summer and the house wasn’t air conditioned, so we were both sweating. My pits were ripe and my jock (which I rarely washed) was smelling pretty good. Adam played with my fat cock through my shorts and then reached up and pulled on the top button, which opened them up. He looked up at me with a shit eating grin on his face, and said “I love jocks, Uncle Mike,” and buried his face in my crotch. I reached down and put my hand on the top of his head, guiding his face into my jock covered cock. I could feel his tongue through the ridged fabric of the jock trying to reach my foreskin covered dick. I could sense his desire for me, his deep need for my cock and he reached up and pulled the pouch of the jock aside and my fat uncut dick sprang out of the jock and slapped him across the face. Adam looked up at me longingly and said “Uncle Mike, I’ve wanted you since I was a little boy. Before I even knew what sex was, I wanted to be next to you all the time. I’ve only ever loved my dad more than you, and once I figured out how to jerk off I beat my meat thinking about you hundreds of times.” I was astonished. To think that we had spent years wanting each other and only now were figuring out our mutual attraction. I smiled and said “I know, baby boy, I’ve felt the same way for a long time. Since you started to become a man, but I wanted to make sure. To wait until you were ready. I think you’re ready now.” I reached around to the top of his head and guided his pretty lips to my cock and plunged it inside. He gagged a little bit and then got used to the girth of my fat cock in his throat. The boy was a natural. He pulled my shorts down to my knees while my cock was buried in his throat while scooting himself up into a hands and knees position so his beautiful round ass was sticking up in the air. One of the things the men in our family shared (besides copious amounts of body hair and fat uncut dicks) was big round asses. Jack’s ass was amazing, big beefy and covered in dark fur. I jerked off thinking about it all the time. Adam was no exception. His powerfully built wrestler’s legs ended in a big beefy ass that was already covered in dark fur at 18. Watching him stick it up in the air just made my cock harden in his mouth. I reached down and shoved his head all the way down on my cock and this time he didn’t gag at all, he just smoothly took my cock into his throat like the slutty pro he was. The boy had clearly been sucking cock for a while. He deep throated my dick for a few minutes, all the while looking up at me pleadingly. It’s one thing to be turned on by someone you’re having sex with, it’s another to know you’ve known them their whole life and they’ve secretly been in love with you for most of that time. Adam was moaning every time my cock went into his throat and I was feeling pretty good myself. I took my tank top off and smelled my incredibly ripe pits. Fuck yeah. Every time I smelled my own scent my cock got a little harder whether it was on the street, in the locker room or in bed having piggy sex with a hot guy. Adam perked up too, when I lifted my arms up and I could tell that he liked his Uncle’s smell too. “You like those ripe pits, boy?,” I asked. “Yes, Uncle Mike, I love how you smell. Your crotch and balls smell sweaty and amazing too, I’ll bet your pits smell awesome.” He grinned like a kid in a candy store (which he was) and then plunged his mouth back onto my fat uncut cock. I pulled Adam’s face out of my crotch with a little yelp from him, and pulled it up so that it was planted right in my armpit. It was nasty and ripe as fuck, and Adam began to moan like a little whore as he explored my pit with his tongue. “You like that, boy?,” I said. “Oh yes, yes, I fucking love it. I love the way men smell, Uncle Mike, especially you.” I let Adam explore my armpits, and reached down to feel his hole which still had a light sheen of cum on the outside from where his friend’s dad had fucked him. I roughly put my index finger inside him and he moaned even louder. I reached down and felt his cock. It was hard as steel, and just like his old man’s, fat and uncut with a nice overhanging foreskin even when it was fully hard. I pulled my finger out of his hole and put it in my mouth. There had to be more than one load in his ass. Fuck it tasted good. Nick’s dad had nice tasting cum. “How many loads did he shoot in your hole, Adam?,” I asked. Adam pulled himself away from my pit and said “Three today,” Adam said. “Usually he shoots at least three inside me, sometimes one on on my face as well.” He loves using me and treating me like a slut. “I’ve gotta get inside you,” I said. I rolled Adam over on his back. The first time I fucked him I wanted to be able to watch his face while I was inside him. “Oh, Uncle Mike, I’ve wanted this since forever. I hoped I would have it with you one day.” He lifted his powerful wrestler’s legs in the air and rolled up on his back so his hole was exposed to me. The muscles in his big beefy ass were making his hole contract like it was breathing, and I couldn’t resist grabbing onto his butt with my hands and holding him up so I could shove my tongue all the way up his hole. Adam moaned as my tongue made its way into his ass, which was sweaty from the heat and still leaking bits of cum from Nick’s dad. My tongue dove in and slurped up the sweat and jizz from Adam’s hole, getting him wet and sloppy, ready to take my cock. All the while Adam was moaning like a bitch in heat. I positioned myself behind Adam, and pulled on my steely hard cock to retract my thick foreskin. I spit in my palm and rubbed it over my dick and spit again into Adam’s ass. “Please fuck me Uncle Mike, make me your slut, make me your whore, I have to have you inside me, please,” Adam said. Again, I could see the pleading and need in his eyes. I quickly slid my cock inside my nephew’s hole and it was just like velvet. The daddy who had fucked him earlier must’ve shot three huge loads, since my cock was enveloped in slippery cum being used as lube. My cock bottomed out in Adam’s ass and he moaned like a $20 whore. This was a boy who was made to be fucked and fucked roughly. He was lucky that he had discovered his calling early in life and with people he trusted and knew well. I knew that I wouldn’t last long in Adam’s sloppy, wet hole, so I picked up the pace and began to fuck him in earnest, making sure to bottom out in his hole with my fat 8” cock. Adam was moaning constantly and looking into my eyes with lust and need. He kept saying “Please fuck me harder, Uncle Mike, please.” I hadn’t cum in several days and the horniness of the situation turned me on so much that I couldn't last. I kept brutally fucking my nephew’s ass until I felt myself reach the point of no return and shot an enormous load of cum into the boy. My cock must’ve spasmed 7 or 8 times with huge ropes of thick jizz. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the cum spurting out of the end of my cock. My nephew was moaning with unmitigated lust and passion, begging me over and over for my load of cum. Adam was shooting as well. As soon as I began to slow down my pounding of his hole, he started to shake and huge thick loads of cum came spurting out of the end of his fat cock, without him touching himself at all. I leaned down and licked the cum load up off Adam’s tummy and then reached up to kiss him, passing him his own load of cum. He eagerly played tonsil hockey with me and we were slowly coming back to earth when we both heard “What the FUCK is going on here?” I quickly spun around with my cock still planted up my nephew’s hole and saw my brother Jack standing there, having just come home from work. Busted. Ouch. “Talk to the kid,” Jack said. What did I do? I thought with my cock and ended up fucking his sweet furry hole and blew a fat load of cum inside him. Shit.

Dragon on Fire I got back and finished up the rest of my work day, getting a little distracted now and then when I'd get a whiff of the cum from my sweaty cock along with the general sweat smell. It was intoxicating and I decided to bask in the aroma until the next morning's shower. The only issue was that it kept my dick partially hard and when I thought about how tight Sanjiv's ass felt around my cock it got fully hard. I'd never seen him naked and I tried to piece together what he might look like laying on the bed naked with his tightly bound boyfriend watching me fuck him. His brown skin covered in a pelt of black hair, probably neatly trimmed like his facial hair but still proudly displayed. His hard cock dripping his newly charged precum out of his long, thin dick. His legs pulled back as I shoved my cock back into his ass while his helpless boyfriend gasped. Shaking my head and getting up to get another glass of whiskey, I told myself to stop obsessing with him and to move on like I used to do. How was I getting so lucky this time? When I was toxic the last time, most of the guys I found who were willing to fuck were already poz and few of the neg ones were as hot as the guys I was finding this time. I rattled through the list of recent guys and wondered how they were doing and if their body had accepted the gift I gave them. College boy was easy and I knew what happened. Even better, he seemed to be embracing his new status with enthusiasm. But what about the guy in the laundry room? I hadn't seen him online at all and wondered if he got freaked by getting bred by a stranger and was now back to being a safe guy and not hooking up with the apps. The older guy had been so eager and now was invisible. There was the artist too. He didn't care if he got knocked up just as long as he got fucked hard and filled with some stranger's seed. From the collage that he showed me, he didn't usually fuck guys more than once, but I didn't know for sure and hadn't seen him online again since the day we hooked up. The whiskey was gone and it was time to stop reminiscing about what might have happened. I went to bed and slept soundly, remembering just a few bits of my dreams. When I woke, my dick was it's usual wooden pole it took a while to go down. A shower, coffee and some breakfast later, I was back at work until lunchtime. It had only been 4 days in a row, but I felt like I should be heading back to the pharmacy to drop another load in Sanjiv, but I'd told him that was it unless he somehow escaped my bug. I made lunch and sat down on the couch and surfed while I ate. I had barely loaded the set of cruising sites on my web browser when I got a message on one. Flipping over to the tab, it was from Dragonboy. "Cool, either him or his cousin is horny and wants to hookup again" I thought. That quickly changed when I read his message. "My cousin is sick right now. Are you responsible?" the message read. The message sounded more like one of Dragonboy's messages and not his cousin's. "Covid?" I replied, playing a little dumb but understanding what he was hinting at. "No, but some of the symptoms are similar. Did you give him something?" he asked again. "A few loads of cum, just like you. How are u feeling?" I replied. "Fuck. He's poz isn't he?" Dragonboy quickly sent back. I really didn't want to have this conversation over IM and I wasn't sure that I wanted it face to face either. Taking a deep breath, I sent back "Be there in 5." With the laptop closed, I put the rest of my lunch in the fridge and pulled on some sweat pants. I put on my mask and ran down the stairs to his condo. Dragonboy opened the door on the second knock and glared at me. He looked sexy standing there in only a pair of track pants and no mask, but I knew he was pissed. It wasn't a "I'm going to kill you" glare, but a "what the fuck did you do" glare, so I went inside. I followed him into the bedroom and saw his cousin laying on the bed with a sheen of sweat all over his naked body. His cousin turned his head and smiled weakly back at me before saying "Sorry no now." "You didn't answer my question. How are YOU feeling?" I asked Dragonboy. "Who the fuck cares. My family is going to kill me when they find out" he replied, clearly irritated. "Why do they need to know? There's no need to broadcast it. Do it on a 'need to know' basis. Unless you're planning on him getting a big biohazard tattoo. Then it would be pretty obvious." I paused and then added "Actually, done right that might look pretty hot on him. You should take him to your tat guy. He needs some ink" I said, grinning back at Dragonboy. He shook his head and then glared back at me again. "I guess. No one in the family knows he likes cock, so I guess its just another secret" Dragonboy said somberly. "Is this from fucking with you?" he asked after a few moments. "I wasn't the only one fucking him. He seemed to be getting some other action too" I replied. "No. You're the only one. Your friend too" he answered. "Ask him. He shouldn't have to hide it from you anymore, now that you know he's gay" I told him. Even with a language I didn't understand, I could hear the pain in the cousin's voice as they talked. He was hurting as his body fought a futile battle. I didn't see a rash, but most of his glands were swollen and he obviously ached and had a fever. "Damn, you're right. I guess he's been hooking up more than I knew. I'm sorry to accuse you. I thought you and your buddy were the only ones..." he said when they were done. "It doesn't mean it wasn't us. What is he going to do when he recovers? Is he a bottom or versatile?" I asked with a wink. Dragonboy gave me a confused look and then looked back to his cousin. After a short discourse with his cousin, Dragonboy chuckled and told me "He's a bottom for westerners but is a top for other Chinese guys." A grin slowly grew over my face "Maybe we need to find a few Chinese guys for him to fuck, but I think any true bottom would want to take a hot load or two from him too." It took a moment but Dragonboy realized what I was talking about. At first he looked a little shocked that I would suggest it and then I saw him try and hide his growing cock and knew the idea turned him on. There was a long pause and I was trying to decide whether to take the opportunity to leave or to take advantage of the situation. As usual for anything related to sex, my little head did the thinking and I moved closer to Dragonboy. His face said WTF, but he didn't say anything out loud. I put my hand on his shoulder and guided him over to the bed. My cock was straining at the trunks I had on under my sweats and I leaned in and said "Get on all fours and start sucking your cousin." He pushed his trackies down and climbed on the bed. He hung his bare ass off the edge, but it was obvious he wasn't sure about the second part of my instructions. I got it, for some people, family is off limits but I thought it would look hot. I pushed my sweats and trunks down and then cleared my throat. That was all the encouragement he needed and he leaned forward. Not a word was said but Dragonboy gave his cousin a gesture and soon he was in position with the cousin's legs spread on either side of Dragonboy's body. The cousin had a worried look on his face as Dragonboy's mouth engulfed his partially hard shaft. He slowly started to suck and I dripped several gobs of spit on Dragonboy's hole. A little more got used to slick up my dick and a minute later I was pushing my bare cock into Dragonboy once again. It felt warm and tight around my shaft and got even warmer from the friction of my barely lubed cock in his tight chute. A couple dozen strokes later, my precum had added some additional wetness and I was able to start thrusting harder. Looking down, the cousin was now propped up by some pillows and had both of his hands on either side of Dragonboy's head. It was hard to tell if he was pushing Dragonboy's head down on his cock or whether in his weakened state he was just doing what came natural when a guy was sucking his cock and gently guiding his mouth down. I was doing my best to help, since each forward thrust pushed Dragonboy's body down on his cousin's shaft. It had been a long time since I had felt Dragonboy's mouth on my dick, but I did remember he was an outstanding cocksucker with little gag reflex. His cousin's cock was smaller than mine, but the six inches of fuckstick was a nice surprise for a small framed guy. Dragonboy's face was bouncing off his cousin's trimmed black pubes and both seemed to be moaning. I was drilling him over and over with long strokes and I almost thought we could go on for hours like this. But, I rarely stay in one position for a long period of time when I fuck and this was no different. I wanted more leverage and to pound him harder. I leaned forward and initially used his shoulders to brace myself. We fucked like this for a few minutes and then I moved my right hand to the back of Dragonboy's neck. My hand wrapped around the back of it, gripping him tightly and I then started to fuck his face on to his cousin's dick as my hips pumped into his now loose and sloppy hole. I looked at the cousin and his eyes were closed and moans were emanating from his mouth. He was still covered with sweat but it didn't seem to bother him and a smile had started to form on his face. The pleasure was hiding any pain he had at the moment. The moans turned to grunts and I saw him buck his hips up a few times. He collapsed on to his back and grunted a few times before shoving his hips up when the orgasm hit. I forced Dragonboy's face down as hard as I could and let his cousin flood his throat with what might be his first toxic load. The sight didn't help me extend my fuck much longer and when the cousin stopped writhing, I began to hammer Dragonboy's ass. Pulling him off his cousin's spent cock, I wrapped my arm around the front of his neck. The thrusts slowed down but got more intense as I slammed balls deep into his cunt. Cum was dripping out of his mouth as he gasped out "Breed me" a few times. That was never in doubt and after a few more shoves, my cock began spewing another potent load of cum into Dragonboy's defenseless gut. He let out a contented moan as his ass filled with my spunk. When the pulses died down, I gave a couple more jabs before pulling out. Dragoboy fell forward and laid there a moment before quickly spinning around and he began licking the cum mixture off my cock and balls. He had never done this in any of our meets and it took me by surprise. A pleasant surprise. He was thorough and perfectly combined the pleasure aspect with the cleaning side. I doubt there was drop of cum left on my dick when he stopped, only a fine sheen of saliva and a still rigid cock. He leaned back and took a glance over at his cousin who was now passed out. The orgasm had sapped what little energy his body had left and now he needed to recover. I held out my hand and pulled Dragon boy off the bed and to his feet. Bending over I pulled my trunks and sweatpants up and watched him do the same. Quietly, I turned and walked out of the bedroom with Dragonboy right behind me. I stopped as soon as we were in the living room and turned around. "I... I didn't expect this to happen" he said to me. I wasn't really sure what "this" was - the fuck that we just did or his cousin getting charged up. I went with the former and replied "Yeah, me either, but it sure felt right even though the timing might make it weird." Dragonboy followed me to the door. I stopped and turned around, looking at him seriously. "Keep him hydrated and watch his fever. If it gets too high, you gotta take him in. Otherwise, just let it run its course. I heard the clinic on Kingston is doing testing by appointment now and you should take him there when he's able to get out. OK?" I told him in a hushed voice. He nodded and I turned and opened the door, walking out into the hallway. Going up the stairs, I felt strangely satisfied. My balls were empty, my cock was happy with a good workout in a great hole and best of all there was another guy wandering around with my bug inside him.

just took a load blindfolded in some guys apartment on his bed (fancy) he didn't say a word to me just led me by the hand naked n blindfolded to his bed got me on my hands n knees n ate my pussy for about 5 minutes then fucked me hard for another 5. nice big thick meaty cock. then said "take my load you worthless piece of shit" and shot his load in me. when he was done he said "lets go"grabbed me by the hand n led me back to my clothes said "thanks slut" slapped my ass and left me there to Dress n leave.

Thanks for the follow!!

have been going all over town taking loads today. mostly pump n dump in guys apartments but also took 3 loads outdoors so I was walking around downtown with a really sloppy pussy. even had a couple triples down my leg. but what got me my last load was the big wet spot on the ass of my girly shorts. a guy came up n started hitting on me then asked "you been fucked a few times today?" when I said yes he said "you have a big wet cumspot on your shorts and I can smell the cum in you from here. you wanna get another load in you girl?" I said sure and we went behind a building and he pulled off my shorts n fucked me hard n fast. told me he shot a 5 day load in me.

Sunday afternoons are the best at Lateshift. Everyone is naked and fucking like rabbits. This afternoon I was fucked six times and took three loads. At least two of the guys had big cocks, which I like, one had a knob much bigger than his cock itself which can be fun (others who fucked me may have had big cocks too but I never saw or touched them, they just came in behind in the dark). Also fucked three guys but being fucked was most fun.

God id bend over and let someone fit that inside me😵🍆

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.

No Golf Foursome It had been a few days since I last heard from college boy and figured that the worst of his flu was over. His comments made it sound like it hit him really hard and I kind of wondered if he was just being a drama queen and milking out the attention from his dad for a couple weeks. Hopefully the extended flu meant he was really potent. The more I thought about it, the more it turned me on that I had charged him up. And had knocked his dad up too. My last fuck had been with college boy in the alley and I really needed to get my dick in a guy soon. I took a break from work and scanned my phone apps to see who might be around. On the second app, I spotted college boy and checked out his profile. There were a few changes including a new pic. His status now said "ask" and he now listed himself as a top. My dick twitched and I smiled to myself. I sent off a message and just said "How ya doin?" "Fuckin gr8 glad thats ovr horny af" was his quick reply. "LOL spread ur seed" I sent back. "bred my 1st 2 bad hes poz" college boy responded. "dont turn down poz guys. ur one now. he in bldg?" I answered. "did dad 3x he got rash n fever today ;)" he replied. "cool. now u need to try neg" I typed back. "talked 2 1 but he wants proof" was his response. "might b hard to get test now. keep lookin" I replied. I looked around some more and didn't see anyone interesting, but I needed to get back to work anyway. At the end of the day, I grabbed my laptop and sat down on the couch. My dick had been throbbing for the past half hour and I knew I needed to drain my balls soon. I checked out the messages on a few sites and looked to see who was online. A smile grew across my face as I saw the profile and quickly fired off a message. "Hey, up for fun?" I sent off to dragonboy. I wasn't sure who was going to be on the other end - him or his cousin, but I didn't care since both were good fucks and liked getting bred. A few minutes later I got a reply "sorry my cousin is here. I can't." I shook my head and said "What?" to myself and sent back "We did it before. I can fuck both of you." "I don't like to share" he replied. Part of me was thinking he was just making excuses and wasn't interested. Maybe he heard my comment last time that I was toxic and didn't want to push his luck. Another part of me was thinking maybe we could just hookup in the stairwell or some other spot in the building, and then I got a real evil idea. I sent off "LOL greedy huh? What if I bring another top?" and waited. If he turned that down then I'd give up on him and hunt elsewhere. "He got a good dick?" dragonboy responded a few minutes later. "Got him" I said to myself. I couldn't remember, but told him "Not as good as mine but should feel good in you" as I picked up my phone. I quickly sent off a message "u up 4 tagging someone?" Several minutes later, I had everything set up. Another half hour and I was walking out of my condo and taking the trip down the stairs. I got to the 4th floor and waited another minute or so until I heard footsteps on the stairs above me. It was deja vu, since collegeboy looked almost identical to our first fuck. He had the same tight tank top, the same baggy shorts, the tall leather army boots and his hair tied up in a bun. But this time he didn't have a nervous look on his face, it was replaced with a wry grin. I whispered "I get the one with the ink first, you get the other one. When we've dropped our first load, we swap. Dirty talk is good, just no poz talk, ok? Oh... and you need to wear a mask." "They neg?" collegeboy asked before pulling a mask out of his pocket. "Maybe" I said with a smile. We walked out of the stairwell and down the hall to apartment 4C and I knocked on the door. We slipped on our masks just as the door opened and there stood dragonboy in just a thong and a smile. "Fuck! I forgot my mask, sorry. Come on in." He glanced at me and then looked collegeboy over. "Uh... is he legal?" dragonboy asked. I chuckled and said "Yeah, he is" while collegeboy nodded his head. "Hope he's a good fuck" dragon boy said as we followed him back toward his bedroom. I felt my cock start to get hard as I looked at the thong strap disappear between his two firm butt cheeks. Collegeboy was looking at the same thing and rubbing his crotch as he walked, the baggy shorts obscuring his stiff cock. Once in the bedroom I saw his cousin on his knees on the bed. I had to look twice but then I realized he had a puppy tail butt plug in his ass. "I lubed him up already since he hasn't been fucked since you last did him and I thought he needed to get his hole stretched out to take you" dragonboy explained. I wasn't sure which time I fucked his cousin he was referring to, but I doubted he knew about me fucking his cousin solo. "I'm probably tight too since I only got fucked once since then and that guy insisted on wrapping it. I forgot how much I hate condom sex" dragonboy said, turning his head and smiling at me. He climbed on the bed next to his cousin and handed a small bottle of lube back to me. I pushed my shorts off, letting my hard shaft spring free, and let them drop to the floor before pulling my tee over my head. Collegeboy followed my lead and was stepping out of his shorts and peeling his tight tank top off about a half step behind me. He looked hot standing there in just his leather boots with his cock sticking straight out, a sheen of pre on the head. I lubed up dragonboy's hole while collegeboy worked the plug out of the cousin's ass. With a loud plop, the plug came free and the cousin moaned loudly. Collegeboy slipped a pair of fingers into the cousin's hole and muttered "fuck yeah" as he yanked them out and stuffed his cock inside. I was a little pissed that collegeboy was the first to get his dick in, but I liked his enthusiasm. Working my fingers in dragonboy's ass a bit more got him ready until my dripping cock found its way to his entrance. I must have waited too long because dragonboy shoved his ass back, impaling himself on my cock. He had never been one of those 'lay there and take it' bottoms and that was something I liked about him. Resting my hands on his back, I let him fuck himself on my shaft with little movement from me. He was snarling and grunting out of his uncovered mouth, unlike his cousin who was just letting out muffled whimpers as collegeboy fucked harder and faster. Grabbing his hips, I took control and drove my cock in with a hard, firm thrust. Dragonboy growled but stayed still while I stood there a moment. Slowly I pulled back until just the tip was inside before I shoved back and broke through, planting every millimeter of my cock inside his chute. "Wreck that hole" I heard from collegeboy. I looked over and saw that he had slowed down and was now pumping his cock in and out of the cousin much less forcefully. "You cum after I do" I said quietly, trying to make sure he lasted a while. He nodded and backed off the pace a little more. I wanted him to enjoy the fuck first and not be concentrating solely on knocking the guy up. If it happened, that would just be an added bonus. I flipped my concentration back to dragonboy and varied my thrusts. Some were gentle and some were hard, sometimes I gave him a long strokes and sometimes it was only a few inches. Looking over again, collegeboy was now pounding the cousin again. He would hammer him and then pull out a second before shoving back in and hammering him again. After seeing him do it a few times I thought he must be getting close. When he pulled out and flipped the cousin on to his back, I felt my own balls start to tingle. I pushed dragonboy's shoulders down until his head was pressed against the bed and started to thrust faster. He started to work his ass muscles around my cock and it took every bit of determination not to breed him right then and there. I knew that's what he wanted, but I wanted to fuck a little longer. Out of the side of my eye, I saw collegeboy pull out and groan as he tried desperately to not shoot his load yet. He stood there several seconds and the cousin even looked back at him, his eyes pleading to get fucked more. I drilled dragonboy another couple minutes and I couldn't delay any longer. Slamming in, my cock engorged and started to shoot spurts of diseased cum into dragonboy's hole. He moaned out "Oh fuck yeah" the moment he felt my cock start to flood his ass and he milked my cock hoping to get every last drop. After the first four or five shots, I slowly rocked my hips, makng sure I painted my seed over as many parts of his boi cunt as I could. With the last of my load emptied, I churned it up and looked over at collegeboy just in time to see him lunge forward and growl as he shot his load into the cousin. His orgasm seemed to last a while and I hoped he saved enough for our second round. As good as dragonboy's hole felt I wanted to get into his cousin and feel my dick get coated in collegeboy's viral slime. Collegeboy looked over at me with a wicked grin and then started to plow into the cousin's hole. He matched my pace with dragonboy for a few minutes until I pulled out. I slapped dragonboy's ass and moved back. I put my hand on collegeboy's shoulder, pulling him to his left. His cock plopped out of the cousin's hole along with a stream of pink tinged cum. The hole slowly started to close and I moved in, pulling back my foreskin and covering the head with the cum that was around the cousin's hole and on his shaved balls. With a quick plunge, I was mostly inside with my first push and only a little protest from the cousin. Collegeboy and the plug had stretched him out enough that my only impediment to being balls deep was a tight inner ring. I knew from past experience that I could get in all the way with a little effort and today was no different. Collegeboy took no time to get his cock into dragonboy. His shaft was a couple inches shorter than mine but almost as thick and judging by the moans from dragonboy, he knew how to use it. It was an interesting contrast between dragonboy and his cousin. Dragonboy encouraged a top to use him and even slipped into power bottom mode if the top wasn't vigorous enough. His cousin knew he was there for the top's pleasure and while he might show signs of discomfort or having gone past his personal limits he never pulled away. Collegeboy drilled fast and then slow while keeping an eye on me to make sure that I was in control of both fucks. I have done several scenes like this other tops and this was one of the more enjoyable ones. With other tops it seemed that everyone wanted to be the alpha and in control, but collegeboy seemed to be happy with his beta role. We fucked our respective bottoms, mixing up each other's seed inside and forcing some out as we fucked. I started getting rougher with the cousin after I made it past his inner ring. He was mumbling something that I couldn't decipher, but occasionally I could make out "FUCK!" when I pounded especially hard. My cock started to swell again and my balls tightened up signaling my impending orgasm. I looked over and nodded at collegeboy and we both started to pound harder. It took a couple strokes and we were in unison fucking the bottoms. With the bed squeaking, I grabbed on to the cousin's shoulders and planted my cock in all the way and the the cum fly. He let out a loud moan and I could feel his hole spasm around my cock, sucking even more cum out of my balls as he shot hands-free over the bed. Collegeboy growled as he shot his load too. I don't know if dragonboy shot his load then or if it was before, but there was a large pool of cum on the bed when he stood up later. With my balls now empty and collegeboy's drained we both gave a few last strokes of our cocks and then pulled out. The cousin collapsed on his stomach on the bed and dragon boy slowly crawled off and stood next to collegeboy. "Damn, that was hot. I wasn't sure how it was going to turn out, but this was fuckin' amazing" dragonboy said with a big grin on his still uncovered face. I had to chuckle since the rest of us were masked up and mine was soaked through from sweat and my moist breath and the guy that insisted on masks had skipped wearing one. A mask wouldn't protect him from the virus that was now swimming in his ass, anyway. I grabbed the puppy tail plug and pushed it into the cousin's ass, startling him quite a bit. "You should have one too" I said to dragonboy with a wink. I picked up a towel and wiped my cock off before tossing it to collegeboy. The two of us dressed quickly and were walking out the door a minute later. Collegeboy took the elevator up to his place and I took the stairs up to mine.

Thanks for the compliments .... this actually did happen to me and how I came out of the closet .... all true.

I obeyed. Staring at Jacques I pulled off my tee and raised my own arms above my head. I knew after all the working out, swimming and the cold water that I looked good. Fucking good. I leaned into my right pit and inhaled. I dropped my hands to my cargo shorts and pulled the button and lowered them a little. And stopped. He raised an eyebrow and smirked. He dragged his left hand through the thick bush of his chest and into his pit, raised it to his nose and inhaled. His hands then found the waistband of his shorts and hooked his thumbs under the elastic. As we watched eachother we pulled down our shorts. His cock was cupped in a jock. Mine in black briefs. As our shorts dropped to the floor, he hand grabbed his jock and he squeezed hard, letting out a deep sigh. I dropped my hand into my briefs to pull on my own balls. It was silent. Only our breathing could be heard above the morning songbirds. He pulled the pouch of jock down, his clock slapping against his his furry stomach and slurping some jizz onto the hair. I dropped my own underwear, my cock 90 degrees to my washboard stomach. Our piercings glinted in the sun. His thick heavy piercing not weighing down his massive engorged weapon. Fuck I wanted to walk over there and suck him. But no. Jacques licked his lips, then spat on his hand, gripped his cock and grinned. I balled some gob and let it drop into my cock and lathered it round my shaft. As we stood there, we slowly began beating out cocks, in sync. Unconsciously my hand moved to my pierced tit and as I wanked I tweaked it. Jacques smiled. But so did I. This time I was determined not to let myself down and knew, with my bladder full to bursting I stood a good chance. Jacques other hand dropped to his hairy balls and gripped them he tugged and squeezed them as he jacked his cock. “Was he tight, the blond twink you fucked?” Jacques started and looked at me. I smiled. “Did he beg you to fuck him raw, breed him. Bury your seed deep in his cunt?” Jacques closed his eyes and tilted his head back. I decided to take a chance. “Did you blow your toxic seed into his guts. Did you poison him?” Jacques head snapped back, his eyes opened and he stared at me. Nodding, he gobbed onto his cock, smiled at me and started wanking again. “Oh yeah. You bred him. Ruined his chute with your massive pierced cock, didn’t you? Ripped into the sides of his gut so that your toxic load would spread quickly. You fucked him and he was too cunted and high to stop you. Drinking the cum from every cock forced down his throat in the club that night. Cum and piss.” Jacques moaned and imperceptibly he started to tug faster. “I saw you and him. He was riding your thick man cock. You were pulling him down, raping his mancunt in front of all those guys. I’d taken a load that night and you watched me take it. Yeah?” Jacque nodded. He was staring at me. His eyes were glazed over. He was panting. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat and his balls had pulled up to the base of his cock. He was close. “Watching me take a load deep, hard and generous in my cunt. Hearing my moans as I blew a load. Yeah?” He had closed his eyes. He was jacking his cock with both hands now. Precum was dripping onto the ground. “All those guys jacking off as you fucked his twink hole. And when you blew your load you wanted it to be my cunt you were fucking, using, raping, opening, bruising, bleeding, poisoning ...” And with that, Jacques yelled and shot a massive, gooey load, spewing his spunk into the leaves and grass in front of him. The force of his orgasm forced him to his knees, as he shook controllably. Suddenly my own balls tightened and my own seed shot out of my cock and splattered all over Jacques bent head. He looked up and caught the last stroke of my cock on his face. My spunk glistened in the sunlight and leaked down his cheek. He smiled and opened his mouth. Without a pause, I directed a stream of piss into his waiting mouth, drinking some before he leaned back and let it stream down his furry chest. When my torrent of piss had subsided, I smiled at him. He smiled back. I shook my cock into my hand and fed myself its last drips. Then, I picked up my clothes, turned around and walked to my car. Getting in, I didn’t look back as I drove away.

I have built a collection over the years. Being vers, I like to play with the toys in either the giving or receiving positions. Two of the bigger (girth) toys were given to me as presents from a fellow ass-pig who is introducing me to fisting. They are for practice solo sessions. I started out small and started working my way up the size chart. I have had every one of these toys in my ass to the root! (Some took a LOT longer than others - grin).

Bad Dragon’s Scorn—large. I can ride him for hours. Well worth the money.

I've been hosted at Axel two times and is perfect for this. Even the have a door hanger with text "please disturb".

LOL - the same thing happened to me. I was brought up in a large-ish town that had one guy pub. I was 17 and hung around outside one evening when this guy in tight jeans and t-shirt left the pub and caught my eye. I started following him down the road when he stopped turned round and struck up a conversation with me. Short version, I went back to his place and gave head for the first time swallowing his load. Whilst I was on my knees I noticed that he had a very large crucifix on his wall which I thought was a bit odd but didn't think any more about it. A week later I was shopping in town when turning into another aisle in the store I spot this guy in his black robes with a dog collar on and I tell you I turned tail and got out of there fast! So funny now when I look back on it.

You are absolutely wrong! Everyday thousands of gay men contract hiv infection all around the world, even in the US and Europe. There are guys seeking bug chasing and many guys willing to convert them, either you like it or not. Lots of men dont't take any medication against hiv because they can't afford to pay for them or have decided not to take them. Others are infected without knowing it and have bareback sex that can cause infections in their partners. Bug chasing is not a fantasy. It's a reality that have been spreading everywhere.

Pick a resort in the Warm Sands neighborhood. There are several gay resorts all clustered within a couple blocks. Some have a higher "sexual temperature" than others (E.g. All Worlds vs La Hacienda) but almost all of them are clothing-optional. Personally I'm a fan of InnDulge. It's big enough (25-30 rooms) that you'll never find yourself alone around the pool which can happen at smaller places with 6 or so room (Century). Friendly and easy to talk to other guests during the day, but can get frisky at night, especially around the hot tub. Staff and owners are great and there's a happy hour every evening where you can very easily mingle and chat with all the other guests staying there. Some resorts offer day and night passes -- for sex, no matter where you stay, you can always go get a pass and have your fun. And if you turn on Scruff, BBRT, Grinder, etc. you'll see zillions of guys within a few hundred feet when you're in Warm Sands.

Had two neg guys last month agree to let me fuck them raw if I'd pull out because we didn't have a condom. First was a young guy. I faked cumming on his cock after I bred him--he'd figure it out later when my load worked its way out, lol. The second was older and as I was cumming i grunted to let him know and he gave me a shocked look, but didn't say anything as I shot my full load inside him.

PART 4 Coach Pitt slowly began pulling his cock out of my sloppy hole, and I whimpered. He smiled and kissed me again. “Don’t worry, sweet boy,” he said. “Your hole won’t be empty for long.” In fact, it wasn’t empty for more than five seconds. Coach Strickland pushed his fat dick into me right away, and I could feel the warmth and wetness of Coach Pitt’s seed getting worked even deeper inside my slammed-up hole. “Pitt and I met at a wrestling conference a few years back,” Strickland explained, sweat dripping down his forehead as he thrust his dick deep. “We’d both responded to a Craigslist ad posted by some college slut. This kid wanted neg tops to breed him, so I showed up to give the little fucker a surprise. Anyway, when Pitt shot his load inside this kid’s fuckhole, I caught Pitt’s eye and he winked at me. Flashed that devil-smile of his. That’s when I knew he was doing the exact same thing I was doing—stealth-pozzing the negboy. A few months later, he got me a job here at the high school, and we’ve been slowly converting our favorite wrestlers into poz chemsluts ever since.” His thrusts were faster now. His breath grew ragged. His eyes were solid black, staring me down as he grinned like a fucking demon. “And now,” he said, “You know what’s gonna happen?” “You’re gonna breed me. Please breed me, Coach.” “Fuck yeah, Lance. I’m gonna give you a big dose of my poz seed. You. Fucking. Slammed. Up. PIG.” His whole body shook as he pushed even deeper than before, and his stomach muscles flexed as his dick sprayed volleys of toxic jizz into my hungry fuckhole. By then, I could see that the playroom was getting crowded, and I recognized everyone: guys who’d graduated in the last year or two or three, most of them wrestling at the local university now. They were watching Strickland breed me, stroking their dicks, helping each other get slammed up, and staring me down with that same demonic intensity. Tom Goldsmith—last year’s captain, the guy from the homemade video I'd seen in Pitt's office—was the first to get his poz cock up in me, and by that point I was spreading my jockbutt and begging for his dirty cum. I took a load from every poz jockpig in the room. Then Coach Pitt unstrapped me from the harness, helped me down, and turned to address the roomful of guys. “I’m gonna take a few minutes alone with this boy,” he said. “You’re all welcome to stick around and pig out. Help yourself to more rigs over there on the desk if you want.” He walked me upstairs, leading me to his bedroom. He closed the door. Then he drew me close to him, pressed his chest against mine, and said: “I’m so proud of you, Lance.” He kissed me, a wet, hungry kiss, while his fingers slowly massaged my cummy hole. “I just wanted a few minutes alone with you. And you know what, pigboy?” “What?” “I think it might be time for another slam.” I nodded eagerly, and he smiled. “Good boy,” he said. He gestured for me to climb onto the bed. He positioned me on my back, spreading my legs. Then, keeping his eyes locked on mine, he pushed his cock into my sloppy cumhole. With his dick buried inside me, he proceeded with the slams. I watched in fascination as he wrapped a rubber strap around his arm, as the needle slid into his vein, as blood filled the syringe, and as he plunged the Tina into his bloodstream. He groaned, and his cock grew even harder in my fuckhole. Then his eyes took on an evil glint as he turned his attention to me. “Want some more Tina flowing through you, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Slam me up. Please.” “You got it, pig.” The needle was in my vein within seconds. Then he pushed down on the syringe and delivered the chemical payload I was craving. I coughed, but a little less this time. I felt the drug race to my brain, my heart, my dick. Then my hole began involuntarily milking the raw cock lodged deep within me. Coach laughed. “There you go, slampig,” he said. I kept milking him as he closed his eyes and began thrusting deep. Then he leaned in for another kiss. “I want you to be my boy,” he said. “You’re somethin’ else, Lance. You’re just a natural fuckin’ pig. And my cock belongs in this sweet boyhole.” He reached down to feel my own throbbing cock, which had remained hard all night. “And look at this, you hot little fucker,” he said. “This fat dick of yours? It’ll be perfect bait to get hot neg jockboys—boys just like you—into our sling.” He kissed me again. “You’re fucking perfect. So whaddaya say? Be my fuckin’ boy?” I flashed a giant smile as he barebacked my hole. “I feel so lucky,” I said. “I’ve jacked off so many times thinking about your cock—what it might look like, how it might feel in my hand. And now your giant raw dick is buried inside me. It’s unbelievable. And fuck yeah, I want to be yours.” “Mine?” “All yours.” With that, I felt his dick spasm inside me. Another intense kiss. Then he just looked at me, his cock still twitching as it continued to impregnate my wrecked boyhole. “Fuck, Lance,” he said. “I love shooting my poz cum in you.” Later, when we made our way back to the playroom, I did another slam and took another round of loads. That was incredibly hot, but it wasn’t my favorite part. My favorite part was this: being alone with Coach Pitt in his bedroom, feeling his powerful arms wrapped around me, my head nuzzling the hair on his muscular chest, while his dick slowly worked that second load of his poz cum into my knocked-up hole. And then hearing him whisper in my ear: “Mine.” THE END