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My Ex Breeds Me, and My Boy Chapter 1. My ex was a real asshole, a conservative Republican and terribly condescending. That’s why we broke up. But, before that, we had four great years where he fucked me silly with his thick eight-inch cock. He was greek and his body was covered in hair, even the lower part of his cock shaft. I missed the way his shaft hair would tickle my hole when he fucked me deeply. Anyway, that was a decade ago, and my boy and I are very happy together. My boy is exclusively a bottom so I don’t get to take his cock ever, and rarely anyone else’s. I had complained to my boy about it, and he just rolled his eyes. He had a nice cock, but he wasn’t interested in fucking me, or anyone else, with it. What he was into was getting fucked by big dicks. It got both of us off stretching out his hole and sharing it with buddies. One night after pummeling him with a friend, he was still hard and I sucked his cock for a few minutes before raising up and trying to lower myself down onto it. He pulled away and told me to be patient. He said, ‘maybe we should find a top to fuck us both? If so, I have just the guy in mind….’ I grinned wondering what he was planning. I asked a few times in the spring, but he always told me, ‘I’ll let you know when he’s around, ok,’ winking at me every time. Last summer, my ex was going to be in town for a conference. We texted occasionally, and he messaged me saying he wanted to catch up and bury the hatchet. The second night of the conference, he messaged me saying he was free for dinner. I texted my boy and told him that my ex was in town and I’d love to catch up with him. My boy asked if I was going to get him to fuck me, and I said no, that his politics were just too toxic. My boy reminded me, ‘everyone deserves a second chance,’ so I agreed to meet with my ex. I asked if my boy wanted to join, and he suggested that it may be better to catch up with him one-on-one first, and if it went well, maybe invite him over another night to share a bottle of wine. I thanked my boy and texted my ex. My ex blew off a client dinner and we met up in a gay sports bar. I swooned when I saw him. My ex was a bit balder, but still ruggedly handsome and tall, but he’d lost a lot of weight and was left seemed concentrated on his belly and sagging butt, beautiful even through his khakis. I knew in a second that he had converted and was now POZ. We sat at the counter facing the street with the garage door façade opened up to the outdoor sidewalk. He loosened his expensive looking tie and took off his blazer. I loved seeing his burly chest fur peeking out against that crisp white business shirt. By our third longneck beer, he’d told me about playing the field after we’d broken up and experimenting with bottoming, and he hadn’t mentioned politics once. He’d fallen for a hung top who loved to fuck him just so he could watch my ex’s big hard cock swinging around. I asked if he was the one who POZZED him, and his jaw dropped. ‘Can you tell,’ he asked, sort of dejectedly. I told him he looked great, and I’d still take his load, any time in fact. He grinned and told me he wasn’t on meds at the moment and I just nodded. My ex took a deep breath. He mashed his mustachioed mouth to mine and kissed me hard, groping my butt, lifting me off the barstool. I melted into his furry pecs, and he scooped me up into his arms and we sauntered out the door. We giggled asking ‘your place or mine?’ We decided to go to his hotel just in case my boy was home. We tumbled into his suite and he tore off my clothes. My ex ate my ass and slapped his raw POZ cock against my butt. He bent over and tried to jam his tongue into my hole. It had been so long since anyone paid attention to me there that I moaned instantly. He used spit, his glorious tongue and his fingers to open me up and get me slick. After a few minutes, he slapped that big hairy dick against me and slowly pressed his bare helmet into me. I could hear the ‘plop’ as he entered me to the glans. He took his time going deeper until my hole tickled with his shaft hair. I reached back and grabbed my ex’s hips, savoring the sensation of being well and truly opened up. He rocked his hips and let his inches move in and out of me. He started very deep, and then moved further and further out with each stroke. He knew just how I needed to be used. I lay there, with my face sideways into the mattress, ass up, back arched, knees spread. I could see my hard cock bouncing with a footlong pearl of precum reaching closer and closer to the mattress. My ex railed me. After about twenty minutes of enjoying the abuse, I needed to tap out. He grabbed the back of my neck with one hand and pressed my arched back lower. ‘You’ll get a break when I’m ready!’ I looked up at him. He’d never spoken to me that way before. He smacked me on the cheek and told me, ‘I’m not stopping until I breed your hole!’ And he kept his word. He jackhammered my ass, reshaping it into his freshly cunted hole, perfectly sized to make his big dick feel good. He didn’t slow down before cumming, nor did he ask me if I wanted it. He just blew six or seven spurts of POZ seed into my guts. He kept up his pace until I hard my ass squelching and burping his cum. My ex slowly pulled out of me, and a torrent of his seed followed. He grabbed his phone and took a few pics. I heard the ‘whoosh’ as he sent them. He slid back into me and took a few snaps of his cock splitting me open. I groaned as he worked his load deeper into me. My phone buzzed. I thought he had texted them to me. My ex pulled out and tossed me my phone from my hastily discarded jeans. The text was from my boy. ‘LOOKS LIKE THAT TOP IS IN TOWN. HAVE FUN TONIGHT. CAN WE SHARE A BOTTLE OF WINE TOMORROW?’ I was about to text my boy back when my phone received the pics, that my ex had sent to my boy. I looked at my ex, and he just sneered at me. My phone jingled again as I got anther text from my boy, ‘CAN WE SHARE HIS POZ LOADS TOMORROW?’ To be continued…

Part 7 Jeffrey slid his dick out of the boy, revealing a hole that was no longer tight and pink. It was gaping open a bit, and was puffy and red. Pink cum oozed out of Eric's ruined hole, which made my own cock throb. Even though I had cum twice already, I knew I had another one in me. I was so fucking turned on having my fantasy come true. There before me lay the beautiful Prince Eric, fucked up out of his gourd, his ruined asshole leaking poz cum. And there was so much more to come. We still had a couple of days left in Florida. And if I got my way, Prince Eric would be taken back home with us to live his life as our cumdump slave. I slid my cock into the helpless boy, groaning as I felt his loose, sloppy cunt, no longer tight. I smiled as his hole made shloopy sounds as I fucked his stretched out cum filled chute. He moaned into his gag as I fucked him. I looked down at his beautiful face as he looked back at me with his unfocused eyes. I raised my hand and gave him a hard slap across his right cheek. He cried out in pain and surprise, and I felt his asshole squeeze involuntarily on my cock. This only goaded me on. I gave him another hard slap across his left cheek, and tears welled in his eyes. My dick got harder as I inflicted this new pain on him. I slapped him over and over as hard as I could as the tears streamed from his eyes and his face turned a crimson red. Then I pushed his head to the side and dove onto his neck. Not only did I suck as hard as I could, but I bit into his skin, drawing a little blood. Eric was screaming in pain into the gag, and that sent me over the edge. I pumped dirty load number 5 into the sweet 18 year old Mormon ass as I tasted his blood like a vampire. I didn't stop sucking until I had finished unloading into him, then pulled off to admire my handiwork. I left a mark that was already a deep purple, and you could clearly see my teeth marks. I ripped the duct tape off of his face and pulled out the soggy, dirty jockstrap from his mouth. Eric gasped for air as I slid out of his ass and moved to his head. I grabbed a handful of his thick, black hair and forced my slimy, ass covered cock into his mouth. He didn't even hesitate as he sucked and licked me clean. He was adjusting to his new position very quickly. I sat back and grabbed my phone as Dave unhooked Eric's wrists from his ankles, reattached them to his collar, and put the spreader bar back on. He pulled Eric down so he was on his stomach again, legs hanging over the bed. Then Dave licked his finger and stuck it in a bag of powder, coating it in a fine covering of crystals. He shoved it into the princes leaking fuck-hole, twisting his finger around and around, grinding the crystals into the boys already flaming hot hole, causing Eric to whimper and whine. Then he grabbed the front of Eric's hair and yanked his head back, causing the boy to arch his back as he slammed his cock into him as hard as he could. Jeffrey covered his nose and mouth again with the popper rag while Dave pulled his head back and pounded him hard. Steve approached the boys head saying, "I gotta piss bitch, and you better not spill a drop if you know what's good for you!" He grabbed Eric's hair from Dave and forced him onto his cock. Within seconds, I could see Eric swallowing Steve's chem piss as his cunt got pounded. To his credit, Eric drank it all down. Of course I filmed it all. I was determined to completely destroy Eric's life and make him mine. And I was well on the way. I checked my messages and Alex had sent more. One of them was a video of Brent, still blindfolded on the fuck bench as an elderly man with sagging skin, a bloated belly, saggy tits and a visible biohazard tattoo announced he was cumming. The camera panned to Alex's face as he smiled and said, "Number 28! The last one of the night." Then it showed Brent's gaping hole as cum dripped out of it before a large buttplug was shoved into it, locking the loads inside him. I texted Alex, "I've got the perfect place for your boy to deposit those loads!" Then I sent him the video I just took of Eric drinking chem piss as his hole was pounded. Alex soon texted back, "Don't worry, we're way ahead of you! Neither of us has come yet tonight. We figured the prince needed more dirty loads on his initiation night! We're almost back to the hotel. See you shortly." I smiled knowing I could always count on my friends. Alex and Joe showed up right as Dave was adding load number 6 into the young princes guts. Brent looked well used, like a whore should look. Dave pulled out of Eric and grabbed the back of Brent's neck, forcing him to his knees. He didn't even have to say a word as Brent took his dirty dick into his mouth. Brent cleaned it off, then Dave started pissing into his mouth, which Brent thirstily drank down. I hoped to have Eric trained that well soon. Steve quickly attached the spider gag to Eric again, stretching his mouth wide open, as we gathered around our captive prince and Brent straddled him with his ass over his face. Joe reached up and gently pulled the fat plug out of his boys cumhole. Immediately, cum started running out and into Eric's open hole. Brent even farted a couple of times splattering his ass loads over Eric's face, getting in his eyes and burning them. Soon, Eric's mouth was full of the slightly brownish goo, and Brent's hole was now empty. "Swallow it slut!" I demanded, and Eric complied, as difficult as it was for him to swallow without being able to close his mouth. I smiled as I filmed yet another degradation of the teenage Mormon boy. Joe wasted no time as he flipped Eric back over onto his stomach and shoved his cock into the cumdump beneath him. He and Alex had the smallest dicks in our group, both being 7 inches, but they were both still thick and had matching p.a.'s. Soon Eric was moaning as this new dick fucked him. Meanwhile, Alex was unlocking Brent's chastity cage. "Our boy hasn't cum in two months, and I think he earned it tonight. I think Prince Eric needs to suck him off." He then led Brent to the bed and positioned him in front of Eric. Brent was soft as Eric took him into his mouth. I smiled because I didn't even tell him what to do. He just started sucking Brent's soft little cock while Joe fucked him. Soon Brent was at his full hard 5 inches, which isn't to bad considering he's only 5'6". It was only a couple of minutes before Brent was panting hard and filling Eric's mouth with a two month nut. Eric sucked it down without thinking twice about it. "Well, that was good, but I think our boy needs more milking." Said Alex as he filled a pipe. He held it up to Brent's mouth and lit it. The boy inhaled and held it until Alex said, "Release." He blew out a big white cloud, and Alex made him do it 4 more times. Then Alex took the metal buttplug and stuck it up Brent's ass and handed the control box to Steve. At this point Joe went ridged as he added dirty load number 7 to the cum soup inside Eric. He pulled out and Alex replaced him saying, "I want our slut to cum two more times before I do. And if he doesn't, you will BOTH be punished. Now start sucking!" Eric engulphed Brent's shriveled up little Tina dick, and sucked it like the whore he was born to be. Steve massaged Brent's prostate with the electro buttplug, and in just a couple of more minutes, he started shaking and moaning as his still soft dick gave up it's second load. He tried to push Eric off of his overly sensitive dick, only to get backhanded by Alex. "Don't you dare push him off of you, you little bitch!" Admonished alex. "You were given instructions, and I expect them to be followed! You better cum or else!" Eric started sucking Brent like a vacuum as Steve turned up the power on the box. Joe climbed on to the bed behind Brent and covered his mouth and nose with the popper rag. Then he put some alligator clips on Brent's nipples that were pierced with bars through them. Brent cried out as the pain surged through him. And sure enough, he was soon shaking and whining, his whole body jerking as he gave up a third load into Eric's second cumhole in an orgasm I was sure was more painful than pleasurable. Right as Brent gave up the last of his cum, Alex buried himself in Eric and delivered his 8th dirty load in less than 6 hours from when our young prince was still a virgin. "Well damnit." Said Alex as he pulled out. "I really wanted to punish you, so I think I will anyway."

Part 6 We carried Prince Eric from the bathroom and threw his body onto the bed. We removed the funnel gag and attached his wrist restraints to his ankle ones so that he was head down and ass up. Dave moved into position and pulled out the plug, smiling at the still fresh looking pink hole winking at him. He dribbled some spit onto it and placed his cock head against it. Then he grabbed the kids hips and rammed all 8 inches of himself balls deep. Eric let out a howl as his hole was assaulted again. I'm sure it must be aching right now, even with all the drugs, as he had been a virgin two hours ago, and was now taking another hard fucking from a big cock. I covered his nose and mouth again with the popper rag, and soon the teenage Prince was moaning as Dave pounded the shit out of him. I knew this kid was a born bottom slut! I filmed some of the action, getting some nice close-ups of Dave's raw cock plundering Eric's pussy. I moved up to Eric's face and got some close-ups of the whore moaning with his eyes closed. He opened his glassy eyes and looked right into the camera, exactly as I hoped he would. I was going to get some great footage of him to use to further destroy his former life and make him mine. His Mormon family will disown him when we send them videos from his phone which Steve was currently looking through. "You like that baby?" I asked him. "You like getting fucked? You like having a big cock fucking your faggot hole?" He stared into my phone and moaned, "Oh yes. God yes." I knew his mind was fucked and all reason had left him. "Do you like being a cumdump? Do you like having dirty, infected loads pumped into your whorey guts? Come on baby, tell me!" "Fuck yea." He moaned. "Fuck me please. Give me your cum. Fill me up!" He babbled. This shit was gold! "Tell Dave you want him to shoot his dirty HIV cum into you. Beg him for it!" I ordered him. "Beg him for his poz load!" "Please," Eric whimpered, "please Dave, shoot your dirty cum into me. Give it to me! I am your cumdump! Give me your poz load!" With that, Dave buried himself into Eric and let out a long growl as he filled the 18 year old with his 3rd dirty load. After we were through with him, his life would only be worth being a cumdump for poz men. After Dave pulled out, he wiped his slimy cock all over Eric's hair. Then Jeffrey rolled Eric onto his back, leaving his wrists still attached to his ankles. He pulled something out of his vest pocket. It was a dirty, crusty, yellow stained jockstrap. "We've been working on this for a couple of weeks hoping we got to use it." He sneered as he pried Eric's mouth open. "This is two weeks of piss and cum on here." He said as he held it under Eric's nose. "And your pretty mouth is the perfect place to put it before I rape you with the biggest cock you've ever seen!" Eric's eyes grew wide in fear as Jeffrey stuffed his mouth full with the disgusting jockstrap. "Gentleman, do you think you can generate a little more piss to moisten it a bit?" He asked looking and me and Steve. "I want to make sure our little prince here gets the full effect of it." Steve and I placed our cockheads against the gag, and were able to generate enough piss that it was nice and wet, releasing the full flavour into the young boys mouth. Dave then took some duct tape and covered Eric's mouth, sealing it in. "One last thing, sweet prince." Said Jeffrey as he pulled a prepared point out of another vest pocket. "Just a little bit more before I rip you open." He tied a band around his arm as Dave tied one around Eric's. I sat back and watched as Steve filmed it on Eric's phone. Jeffrey inserted the needle, drawing it back until the syringe turned dark red. Then he pushed the plunger, taking half of it. He handed it to Dave who proceeded to insert it into Eric's arm, releasing the rest of the red fluid into the teen. There was NO way Eric would not be converted after tonight! After Eric finished coughing, Jeffrey stood there stroking his monster cock with the huge p.a., lubing it up. "Look at it boy!" He demanded. David held up Eric's head so he could get a good view through his slammed up eyes of the giant cock about to destroy his young hole. "Look at this cock which is going to ruin you. Your hole is NEVER going to be the same when I'm finished with you!" Damn Jeffrey could be sadistic! That only made my own cock throb as I thought of fucking Eric's wrecked hole after Jeffrey was done. Eric trembled and panted heavily in fear and from the slam as Jeffery climbed into the bed. Sweat was pouring off of him as David grabbed Eric's ankles and pulled them back until his knees touched the bed. His eyes grew bigger as Jeffery placed his p.a. against the defensless hole beneath him. I walked over to the bed so I could get a good shot of Eric's face when Jeffery slammed into him. "You wanted to try new things." I said as I spat on his face. "Be careful what you ask for, you stupid slut!" With that, Jeffery slammed into Eric with all of his might. Eric let out a scream like he was being murdered. Thank God for the gag! Tears instantly flowed from his eyes as he struggled to break free. But David held him tight, he wasn't going anywhere. He had no choice but to take Jeffrey's savage fuck. Steve tossed me the popper rag and I placed it over Eric's nose. Soon he was limp again, groaning in pain as his formerly virgin Mormon ass was raped. Jeffery pulled out and smiled at his red covered cock before slamming it back into the kid. Then he started pile driving Eric's ruined guts. He used his strong core muscles to relentlessly pound the poor young prince. He would move his hips around so he was battering every inch of Eric's insides that he could possibly reach. I just kept giving the kid popper hits and hoping he didn't end up in the hospital. Jeffery fucked poor Eric for 40 solid minutes. 20 minutes into the assault, Eric just gave in, his mind a giant pool of mush, just as his guts were. He continued to groan while Jeffery destroyed his teenage hole. Finally, Jeffrey grabbed Eric around his throat and started choking him as he approached blowing a 4th dirty load into Eric's battered hole. The boys eyes bugged out of his head as Jeffery let out a yell and filled the young cumdump with his cum. He collapsed onto Eric's body, both of them dripping sweat. "Who's next?" he asked as I was moving to take his place.

I sat there helpless as more and more men circled me feeding me their cocks while others fucked me without mercy. I had about 10 more Poz loads in my throat and ass before my father came back over to the couch and picked me up and carried me over to another couch to take a break. We talked a bit and he gave me some water to drink and a butt plug to hold in all of those loads in as much as i could. He told me that for a while he was monitoring what I was looking up online and watching to see what I was doing in my room at home when I thought no one was around and knew that he was going to be the first to pop my cherry when the time was right. He knew the owner of the club and when my birthday application was sent in the owner called him and told him about it so he made sure to have everythi g ready for me. I was shocked to hear all that of this and was even more so to know that my mom had no clue about anything as well. After awhile my dad scooped me back into his arms and carried me to a sling in the club and whent on again at plowing my ass with his massive cock. It drew in a crowed again all standing with hard cocks slick with cum and precum just waiting their turn to get at my ass again. Once my dad unloaded his Poz seed into my hole for a second time I could see a much larger man tap him on the shoulder and he walked away with this man. With my hole loaded again with my dad's cum it was open season again on my hole for anyone who wanted it. It was a frenzy of cocks being shoved into my ass and mouth all sporting about how viral their loads were. One of the men fucking me stood still for a moment after erupting into my ass and I wasn't sure what was going on until I started to feel warm and went on the inside and then I realized that this man was pissing in my ass. I never thought I would feel this full and warm and I was loving every moment of it. When all the other men saw how I was enjoing the piss in me it brought on a whole new game for them. Each man started to piss in my ass and my throat after cumming in them turning me on even more than what I thought would. This went on for a while and I knew I had to piss soon myself and I tried to voice that and the men laught at that and just told me to piss on myself and on them as well. With that I let loose a torrent of piss coating every part of my body and others as well and when it stoped the men around me started to lap at my pissed soaked body as if it was all nectar to them. I heard laughter as I looked up and saw my dad walking back up to me with that large man I saw him leaving with earlier. I see you're fitting in well with everyone sport but it is now time to start the last event before I take you home. I looked at the clock behind him thinking it was still early and saw that it was already 4 in the morning and was shocked that I had been here for hours collecting so many loads. Alright boys time to unplug from my son's hole so we can finish marking him for the night. With a groan of disappointment the guys who were around me backed away and the last two who were throat fucking me and fucking my piss and cum filled ass finished blowing their loads and walked away as well. My dad inspected my ass and saw the stream of piss mixed with cum started to leak out and he buried his face into my hole sucking it out into his mouth and sharing it with me. He picked me up again out of the sling and carried me to the showers and had me push out as much as I could and started to clean me up. Once I had all the cum and piss pushed out of me my dad started to dry me off and picked me up again and carried me to a black table that was set up I'm the middle of the club. The huge man my dad was talking with before grabbed the mike and announced that it was time for the marking ceremony of our newly soon to be pozzed birthday boy and as the winner of the auction his dad has chosen what to do with his prize. He wants his son's biohazard tatto to be a three part, one on his cock one on his ballsack and the other to be on his freshly fucked and pozzed hole. This brought allot of cheers and applause from all the guys around. We also agreed that because this was such a successful night that we are going to be piercing his cock his nipples and giving him a jacob's ladder as well. This brought another round of cheers and applause as well. I looked aty dad and he smiled at me and began to strap me to the table. He then wheeled out a table laid with all sorts of needles and other objects that they were ready to use on me. The big guy walked over and snapped on a pair of black gloves and started to unpagage the needles and the jewelry he was ready to put in me. A bottle of poppers were presented under my nose to help me through it all and I took a long inhale from the bottle as instructed. The big man went to swab my nipple with antiseptic and placed black dots on either side of my nipples where he was going to push the needle through. He looked down at me and said on the count of three take a long hit off the poppers ok boy? I nodded and was ready for his count. Alright everyone count down. They did and on the count I inhaled deeply as I felt the sharp sting of the needle run through my skin. The pain was so intense I bucked upwards and without trying I shot the biggest load I have ever shot covering my stomach and newly pierced nipple in cum causing the crowed to cheer even more. The man doing my piercing smiled at this and started to lap at the pool of cum calling it his tip for the work. Once my cum was cleared off he washed me down and got ready for the next one and as before he counted down and I took an even deeper pull on the poppers and it still made me buck upwards as he stabbed my other nipple. Once I calmed down from those piercings he moved down to my cock which had soften after all of that. He swabbed my cock head and this time pierced it with barley any pain and moved right along to the jacob's ladder and again there was little pain. He cleaned up my new jewelry and took off his gloves and replaced them with a new set and grabbed his tattoo gun and the red ink on the table and went right to work on tattooing my cock first. There was some discomfort but they made sure to keep the poppers flowing and I looked to the side to see my dad being fucked while his little boy was being marked. He didn't take his eyes off of me and I had to look away in fear of getting hard and messing up my tattoo. He made quick work on my cock and went straight to my balls and was able to brand them with my new mark quicky as well. Once he was done with them a quick adjustment to the table made it easier for him to tattoo my now de virginized and hopefully pozzed hole. This one took a bit and when he finished he washed my tattoos and piercings once more before covering them and givinge the cleaning instructions. When he was finished he got back on stage and announced that I was now a proud member of the club. Everyone cheered fore and my dad brought me on stage and shared a deep kiss with me. We started to leave and my dad told me that we needed to talk tomorrow when I got to my car.

Don't repress. One has your heart. The world has your ass.

Hey guys! Sorry for the long delay, but here's chapter 3! Chapter is almost done! -------------------------------------------------- Pozzing Jeff 3 *Bens POV* I leaned in and kissed him. This little neg slut wanted to get pozzed up. My cock, which has been semi hard was now raging and pointing up. “I think that can be arranged,” I winked at him as I guided his head down to my cock. He took me balls deep in one shot. “Fuck!” I screamed, using every ounce of self control I had not to thrust myself any deeper into his warm, wet mouth. I made sure to position myself so that his ass was pointed towards the door. We didn’t have to wait long before a muscle daddy stopped in the doorway. I put my hands on Jeffs head to keep him from turning around. I locked eyes with muscle daddy and nodded. He walked in, stroking his 7” cut cock as I guided Jeff’s mouth up and down on my shaft. He was about 5’6”, muscular, with a little bit of a belly, and hairy from his neck to this toes. Both his nipples and his cock were pierced. He ran his hands over Jeff’s hips as Jeff moaned around my cock. The muscle daddy ran his finger across the plug and pushed a couple of times, each time evoking a grunt from Jeff. He locked eyes with me again. “Can I fuck him?” He asked. “Fuck yeah, man. He needs it.” “Raw?” “Fuck yeah. The little bitch loves it.” With that, the muscle daddy pulled the plug out, causing Jeff to grunt again. His hole didn’t stay empty for long as muscle daddy sunk balls deep into Jeff in one stroke. Jeff pulled off my cock. “Fuck me, please. Your dick feels so fucking good!” Muscle daddy didn’t need another invitation, and started slamming into Jeff, forcing him down on my cock. Each thrust forced him to deep throat and I was moaning in no time. I pulled his head off my cock and leaned down to kiss him. He had a look of pure bliss on his face and I knew this is what he truly needed. “You like that?” I ask. “Yes!” He moans. “You need it. We’re going to make sure you get it. You feel him inside you? He’s got a pierced cock, and it’s rubbing my cum into you. You feel it?” “Oh fuck yeah!” Muscle daddy was starting to pick up the pace a bit, and I knew he was going to be dumping his load soon. I leaned back so my hole was in front of Jeff. The little bitch didn’t need to be asked twice and drove in tongue first. “Fuck! You are so good at that! Can you taste your load in there?” He could only mumble and moan into my ass. I looked at guy fucking Jeff. He had beads of sweat rolling off his brow. But that’s not what really caught my eye. Behind him in the doorway, stroking his uncut cock was the twink from the slingroom. I looked him in the eye and gave him a wicked smile, nodding for him to come in. Things were about to get interesting. “Fuck! Here it comes, bitch! Take my load!” My attention was brought back to the guy fucking Jeff. He slammed into him one last time, grunting and growling obscenities. It was a couple minutes before he was able to move, and I got off the bed to look at his handiwork. He pulled his cock out, and a flood of cum followed it. I caught as much as I could with my fingers and shoved them into Jeff, eliciting a moan from him. I pulled my fingers out to the tips and noticed that there were a few streaks of pink mixed with the cum. I winked at the stud with the PA as he was walking out before returning to the bed and feeding Jeff my fingers to clean off. “That taste good, baby?” I asked smiling at the twink. “Mmm Hmm,” came the muffled reply from the boy sucking my fingers. “I have surprise for you,” I tell him, looking at the twink. Jeff turns his head and smiles when he sees the twink in the doorway stroking his cock. “Remember the twink that I told you about earlier? The poz slut who fucked me in the sling? This is him baby. If you ask him nicely, I’m sure he’d love to fuck you too.” “Please fuck me. I need it so bad!” It was so hot hearing Jeff beg for cock. “Yeah? You want my cock?” the twink said. “Tell him what you want baby,” I said to Jeff. “I want your cock. I want you cum. Your poz cum. Please help poz me! I need it so bad!” The twink smirked, still stroking his cock. “You want to get pozzed, eh? You want my poz cum in your neg pussy?” he asked, sliding two fingers into Jeffs sloppy, gaping cunt. I sat back and stroked my cock. This was way to fucking hot. “Yes! Please poz me!” “Get on your back” Jeff quickly got on his back and pulled his legs back, exposing his neg hole. The twink moved between Jeff’s legs and started running his cock around his swollen ass lips. “Look at me.” Jeff looked the twinks eyes. “I want you to say ‘please poz me, Jake.’” “Please, poz me Jake. Please poz me!” “Good boy. You’re gonna get it.” And with that, Jake slammed his cock into Jeff, causing his eyes to roll back in his head, and a moan to escape his lips. “Oh fuck! Your cock feels so good!” “Yeah, you like that? You like that poz cock?” “Yeah! Give it to me!” “If you say so,” Jake says, before unapologetically slamming his 8” cock into Jeff. I smiled while stroking my cock. I’ve been with Jake several times, and I know how long he can fuck for. He can keep this pace up for a long time, often wearing his bottoms out before he’s even close to cumming. I hope Jeff is prepared for this. Jake settled into a rhythm, slow fucking Jeff with deep, long strokes. My boy was in absolute ecstasy as jake’s uncut cock was drilling his hole. From where I was sitting, I could see each thrust. A ring of cummy froth was forming around Jakes dick. ‘Fuck,’ I thought to myself. ‘This is so fucking hot.’ I slid my hands between my legs and my fingers quickly zeroed in my twitching hole. I jammed two fingers in with ease and was soon moaning in time with Jeff. I could feel the jizz from earlier swirling around my fingers, and with my free hand I took a hit of poppers. I took three deep huffs and started flying. I was starting to get lost in the feeling of my fingers working my hole when I was brought back to the present. “You like that?” “Fuck yeah. Please don’t stop.” “Oh I’m no where near finishing.” “Oh fuck!” “You’re hole is so wet baby. How many loads you have in you?” “Just two so far. But I need more. Lots more.” “Oh, I’m going to make sure you get more. Were any of those loads poz?” “One was. The last guy, I’m not sure.” “That turn you on to take poz and unknown loads?” “Fuck yeah!” “You want it bad don’t you? You want the bug, eh?” “Yeah man, I need it.” “You gonna share when you get it?” “Fuck yeah!” “Good boy.” Jake looked at me. My cock was rock hard and dripping from listening to these two pigs. “You think he can handle both of us?” I thought for a minute. “I don’t know man, he hasn’t been fucked before today. What do you think, baby? Want to try taking both our cocks in your cunt? “Yeah man! I want both your poz cocks in my hole!” I handed the poppers to Jeff and laid down on the bed. “Ok baby, I want you to climb on top of me and sit on my cock.” I couldn’t help moan as he slid down on me. He was so sloppy! “Fuck your pussy feels like velvet!” I motioned for Jake to get behind Jeff. “Now Jake is going to push into you. I want you relax and start huffing the poppers. Don’t stop until I tell you.” Jake took several deep breaths from the bottle. I didn’t think it was possible, but his hole relaxed around my cock. I felt Jakes cock next to mine as it began to slide into Jeff. I kept my eyes on Jeff, making sure he was ok. I knew from experience that being double fucked could be very intense if you weren’t prepared for it. He had his eyes closed and continued to sniff the bottle. I could feel Jakes cock come to a stop next to mine. “Ok baby, you can stop now,” I said to Jeff. “You feel that? You now have two poz cocks deep inside you. You ready for us to poz you? Jeff had a glazed over look in his eyes. “Yeah man, but please go slow.” “You got it, pig.” Said Jake as he slowly started to thrust in and out of Jeff. “Fuck!” Jeff moaned out. I took the poppers and did a quick hit before passing them off to Jake. I wasn’t going to last much longer. “I’m getting close!” I moaned out. “Take it! Take my poz cum!” My dick started to spasm as I shot another load of my toxic juice into Jeff. The slut was moaning like a whore. “Oh fuck, I can feel it! You’re load feels so good on my cock!” Jake manages to grunt out. His breathing was getting quicker and I knew he’d be shooting soon. My cock finally stopped twitching and slipped out of Jeff’s hole. A small trickle of spooge dripped onto my cock. “Fuck, here it cums!” Jakes moaned. He slammed into Jeff one last time, pushing him down on top of me. My mouth quickly found his as I snaked my tongue inside. He pulled away from me and turned to Jake. “Fuck, I can feel it! There’s so much!” “Yeah baby, I always shoot big loads. Guaranteed to knock you up.” Jake slowly pulled out of Jeff, and quickly shoved the plug back in before any of deadly seed could drip out. “Clean our cocks off!” Jake commanded. Jeff scrambled down on the bed and took me in his mouth for a few moments before turning to Jake to clean his cock off. He looked up at Jake for approval. A smile crept across Jakes face. “Good boy.” He leaned down and kissed Jeff. “Did you like that?” “Oh yes! It was incredible.” “Any regrets?” “No. This feels right!” Jake smiled before leaning down and stroking Jeff’s cock. “I think you deserve a reward.” And with that, Jake laid on his back beside me and pulled his knees up to his chest, exposing his hole to Jeff. “Fuck me. Give me your load. You earned this, buddy.” Jeff didn’t need to be told twice. IN no time he was between Jakes legs, balls deep in his hole. With the way he was fucking, I knew he’d be unloading in no time. I got up and held the poppers under his nose while I tweaked his nipples. “I’m cumming!” Jeff screamed, burying his cock in Jakes hole. “Yeah, shoot that load in me! This will be the last time you shoot a neg load.” “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Jeff moaned before collapsing onto Jake. “Let’s hope it is,” he breathed out, exhausted. “Well, I can think of a couple of ways to make that happen. You ready for some more?” Jake asked, winking at Jeff. “Oh yeah!”

Last summer in New York was particularly toasty warm, making the small apartment I shared with my boyfriend practically unbearable. Any chance to get outside was welcomed. One weekend, my boyfriend and I took advantage of a sticky humid day to go sit in Central Park, him to soak up a few rays, and me to sit in the shade and catch up on some reading. After a few hours of that, I got hungry, and my boy got a bit burned. He came over to join me in the shade, and I lotioned his back a bit, noticing the eyes of a few real cuties looking in our direction, not sure if they were jealous of me or of him. Anyway, I offered to go to a cart and get some hot dogs, then scrounge for some beer from a Mexican walking with a cooler around the Meadow. I headed off in search of something that would pass for lunch, and it took a while. When I got back to the blanket, my other half was gone. Maybe he had to pee or something, but how strange to have left our blanket unattended. I got a little freaked out, then calmed when I saw that his sandals were still there. I thought, “Well, he can’t have gone far…” I waited for a few minutes, chugging a 40 oz. of some cheap swill. He was nowhere to be seen. I tried his cell, and it rang and rang. I left a message. I was a bit worried, but also hot from the day, and thirsty. I noticed too that some of the cuties who had been sitting around were gone. Guess they hot and thirsty too. Hmmm… So, I cracked open the second of four bottles and chugged away. Still no boyfriend. Fifteen minutes later, I was bored by the lack of hot shirtless guys around, and had to piss like a racehorse. I figured I should head to the filthy smelly men’s’ room at the north end of the Meadow. I thought about gathering up what was left of our stuff, but thought, what the hell, if no one stole our blanket and his shoes earlier, they won’t now. I headed to the public toilet. I walked in to see a short line near one of the stalls and heard someone having a helluva good time in there. Some lucky queens were having a blast in that stall, and it looked like the guys in line were waiting for a piece of the action. I headed to one of the urinals, but found it hard to pee, since I was getting a stiffy listening to some sweet action going on. The stiffy turned into a full hard-on when I heard a guy leaving say, “Yeah, he’s real cute, and takin’ all loads.” I breathed deeply, then texted my boy, telling him to get to the bathroom if he wanted to hear some hot shit going down. Seconds later, my heart stopped when I heard a familiar tone, “All the Single Ladies,” go off from a phone from the corner of line at the stall. I hadn’t seen my boy in line, and couldn’t imagine him in a line of tops waiting to tag some anonymous ass. He’s a total bottom. Then I realized. Shit. He’s in there. He’s the bottom. Fuck. My boy and I have a sort of agreement. We don’t play outside of the relationship, much. But, when we do, we play safe, and we tell each other. How could he have just headed to the toilet to take loads from strangers? What the fuck? I thought I was the only one loading that sweet ass. Damn. I heard more grunts and groans, knowing the sound of an orgasm. Some fucker was loading my boy’s ass. Shit. The risk of taking loads at all from strangers, let alone a line of them. And in midafternoon. New York homos can be some sick fucks. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to shake out a drop of piss at this point, so I zipped up and headed over to the line of filthy tops hoping to pound some stranger’s ass. Thinking about it, my boy must have taken at least two loads in the time I had been in the toilet. Then the line, five guys in front of me, all of them hard through their shorts, some feeling up each others’ dicks, then the closed door. Two of the guys at the front of the line I recognized as cuties from earlier in the Park. The first two guys were speaking French to each other, maybe a couple? Then, a nasty fat slob of a fucker, next a skinny guy who looked sort of wasted away. Meth head? Poz? Who the fuck knows. Then me. These shitheads were going to get a turn at an ass that was rightly mine, all mine. He told me that I was the only one he let fuck him raw. Liar. Fucking liar. I was angry, confused, and completely turned on. I heard another guy blast off, and the door opened. I instantly saw my boy’s ass, his body facing away from me, with a load dripping down his honey-colored thighs. By all rights, that should have been my load. I knew he could get into some freaky shit, and I had fucked him raw in semi-public places before, but he’d never just let a line of guys queue up and take him, at least not to my knowledge. Anyway, the cutie couple from before went in, and closed the stall door. It had to be close quarters in there. Some grunting, then my boy’s sighing as someone plowed him good. One guy got off quickly, and if the cum trickling down his thighs was any hint of things to come, my boy didn’t make him wrap up or pull out. I was freaking out. The next grunt of orgasm came quickly thereafter. I figured the next guy must have cum in his mouth. There wasn’t room or time to have repositioned. Next, I heard the sound of two zippers, my boy meekly saying “Thanks,” then the stall opened again. I lunged forward to try to get a glimpse, but the fatty, and the sicko looking guy beat me to the punch. I couldn’t see more than some ass, and more cum-slicked legs. The fatty headed in, but only lasted about forty-five seconds. He was a squealer, and I worried that his noise would draw too much attention. But no one seemed to mind. I got the feeling that the fatty hadn’t cum in an ass in a long time. I hated him. The door opened. It was just Sicko and me. The skinny fucker smiled at me and asked if I wanted to share him. “Want to tag his ass together?” I thought, “Shit, if he’s poz, I don’t want his dick in my boy’s ass. But it would fucking serve him right.” The thought of seeing my boy take not only a stranger’s load, but potentially a poz one got me even more boned than I had been. I said, “Sure.” He asked casually, “Wanna load him up first?” “Yeah,” I replied. The fatty squeezed past us, making his escape, all disheveled and sweaty. Sicko went in first, undoing his shorts and shoving his hard sticky uncut cock into my boy’s hungry mouth. My boy never saw me. I was shaking I was so nervous. His ass was more stretched out than I had ever seen it, red from abuse, and maybe just bit pink. Was he bleeding from back there? Had he been roughed up by one of these assholes, maybe one of the couple who had seen who was next in line? I unzipped again, my cock rock hard and totally slick with precum. I didn’t need it though; a truck could have gone up there he was so loose, used, and sloppy. I sunk it in all the way on the first plunge and only managed a few strokes before I blasted off inside, adding my load to an unknown number that was already there. When I pulled out, he murmured, “Thanks, I needed that.” He pushed out a bit, and an absurd about of jizz gushed out of his loose pucker, all over his ass and my cock. Sicko pulled him up, kissed him rough, and asked, “Are you sure you want my load? It might be the dirtiest one you’ve taken yet…” My boy didn’t answer. He simply shimmied himself around, offering up his ass to Sicko, with his eyes closed, grabbing for my spent cock, gorging himself on my, and others’, frothy cum all over my cock. I came again, instantly, in his mouth. He swallowed it down like a champ as Sicko rammed it home in my boy’s sloppy pussy. My throat ran dry. I wanted to scream out, “STOP!!!!,” but I was mute. Sicko’s eyes bulged, and he shoved his nasty slimy sick cock in to the hilt, and after a few thrusts, cumming deep inside my boy. Still inside him, Sicko leaned forward and whispered into my boy’s ear, “Did you like that? You like my hot dirty cum in your ass?” “Fuck yeah…” My boy then opened his eyes, and looked up. I froze. We made eye contact for a split second, then I pulled away, physically ill, shoved my leaking cock back into my shorts, and heaved myself out of the stall. More guys were standing there, maybe six or seven. I was dizzy. What the fuck had I just done, or allowed to be done. I ambled out of the toilet and threw up in the bushes outside. I was crying. I found a our spot on the grass and sat there, waiting, for what seemed like forever. No sign of my boy. It may have only been a few minutes, or an hour, or three, but I totally zoned out. I wasn’t feeling good at all. Still in tears, I abandoned our blanket and his sandals and raced to the edge of the Park and caught a cab uptown, back to the scorching hot apartment that I shared with my boy. I took off all of my clothes and took a long cold shower, still crying. I wondered, “Where the fuck is he?” I cooled off, stopped crying, and headed to bed. By now the sun had long set, the Park was closed, and I figured that he must be home soon. Eventually, I fell asleep, alone. At some point in the middle of the night, he came home, shoeless. He told me that he took a few more loads in the Park before someone called security. He later went to a party with Sicko and took some more loads, possibly poz ones. I was disgusted and horrified, but got hard again. He asked me to fuck him one more time that night. I was sickened, but completely turned on. I told him that things would never be the same between us again. He simply nodded, perhaps smiling a little. I fucked him one last time that night, lubed up by the cum of countless strangers, cumming inside, adding my load to more than I cared to count. As I pulled out he said to me, “I hope one of those charged loads took. I’m glad you were there.” I had to go to the bathroom and hurl again. The next day, it was like nothing had ever happened. I suggested that he go get tested. “Why?” he asked. I balked. Later that week, without any more suggestion, he did go get tested. Neg. I fucked him with a rubber for the next three months. He got tested again. Still neg. We haven’t been back to the Park together since, and haven’t talked about it. I’ve never asked what happened to get him into that stall taking loads. To my knowledge, he hasn’t slept with anyone, raw or otherwise else since then. Or maybe he just hasn’t told me about it. Maybe he got it out of his system. Of maybe it unleashed something. Either way, I sort of hope next summer is as hot as this last one.

After my ex bf broke up with me two years ago, I decided to live as real bareback cumdump slut. Free, without boundaries. Aside from a literal idiot, I have only sexdates and sex partners in these last two years. I really enjoyed it. almost three weeks ago I met this guy in a bareback sex party. As he stood on the bed and had a guy sucked, I caught his sight and the chemistry was working. We sucked each other and he fucked me lot. I stayed there but he had to catch his train to home. While he was dressing up texted me. We are on connection continuously. We met twice. Both were real (I can say traditional) date with many programs including but not only amazing sex. Fortunately he is versatile so we could fuck each other many times. We fit together in age ( he is 42, I am 44), in job (both of us work at a university as a lecturer), etc. I’m not sure, but it seems I’ve felt in love with him and he feels something similar. He didn’t ask it and I didn’t promise him not to have sex others but I feel that I don’t want it. It’s a very new and strange feeling, that I have never experienced. I can’t imagine my future without orgies, three or moresomes, sauna or cruising bar. I always wanted a relationship where my bf wanted to the same: organizing parties, visiting sex places, enjoying when the other has sex with another guys. But now I can think only of him. Is there anybody with the same or similar experience?

Sometimes at clients houses (Im a tradesman) , if the husband is hot ill sniff his worn pants , and sometimes jack off at the same time if there is no one around

I sell my used briefs and condoms on eBay....guys like it and it's a bit of cash in my back pocket too. Neil.tift1978@gmail.com

Hey guys! This is my first attempt at writing anything since high school 10 years ago lol! Please be kind! This sorty developed out of a conversation I had with another neg guy on BBRT. Enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------- Pozzing Jeff – Ch. 1 The bath house was just starting to buzz. It was slow when I arrived there a few hours ago, but now it was starting to get busy. I decided to take a break from the action and scope the joint. There was plenty of action around, but I was looking for something special. I usually bottom, but since I found out I was poz, I occasionally get the urge to bury my cock deep in a neg ass. This was one of those nights. Rounding the corner, I headed towards the sling room. That’s when I saw him. He was obviously new: he looked like a deer caught in the headlights, staring at the hard cocks and tight asses that were passing by him. He was a couple of years older than I, and was about 5’9” and 150 pounds. He had a light dusting of hair across his muscular chest, with neatly groomed treasure trail that disappeared into a towel that wasn’t doing a very good job of hiding his obvious excitement. My cock jumped as I watched him. I wanted nothing more at this moment than to sink my poz cock deep into his tight muscular ass. I decided to test the waters so I closed in on him, caught his eye and winked at him. His eyes grew to the size of saucers as he looked me up and down. I was wearing nothing but a thick butt plug and a pair of leather chaps. I hoped I didn’t intimidate the poor boy. I walked past him and turned to get one last look. He was staring at my ass, or more specifically the biohazard tattoo on my ass. Again I caught his eye again, again I winked, and gestured with my head that he should follow me. As if unsure, he looked around, but I kept walking, confident he would follow me, and sure enough, as I turned the corner to my room, I caught a glimpse of a figure in a towel following me. I entered my room, and leaving the door open, I sat on the bed and slowly started to stroke my thick uncut cock. The boy did not disappoint me. He arrived in my door way, the bulge under his towel was starting to growing as he stroked himself. I nodded, gesturing him to come in; he hesitated for a moment and then walked in. “Close the door,” I told him. I wanted this boy all to myself. “I’m Ben. This must be your first time here; I’d remember a hot stud like you.” “I’m Jeff, and yeah, this is my first time. I’ve been curious about it for a while and finally had the balls to check it out,” he told me starting to calm down a bit. “Gotten any action yet, Jeff?” I asked, closing the gap between us. “Not yet.” “How come? A stud like you would be very popular in a place like this.” “No one has really caught my eye yet.” “What about now?” I asked, standing right in front of him. I ran my hand down his chest, stopping at the knot in his towel, adding “It looked like you saw something you liked earlier,” my hand dipping lower to his growing bulge, thinking to myself 'Damn, this boy is hung!'. He swallowed hard. “I like your tattoo.” “You know what that tattoo means, boy?” “You have HIV, right?” “That’s right, I’m poz. Got the bug about three years ago from my cheating ex.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be. It was the best gift he gave me. Brought out my inner slut.” I reached to undo his towel. It dropped to the floor letting his rock hard cock spring free. He had to be at least seven inches, cut, and dripping precum like a faucet. I wrapped my hand around him and started stroking. “What about you, boy? You poz or neg?” He closed his eyes and sighed. “I’m neg,” he managed to stutter out. I leaned into kiss him. The boy whimpered into my mouth as my tongue slowly snaked its way into his. I continued to probe his mouth as my hand made it way from his cock to his ass. He has a smooth ass, muscular and round. I dipped my fingers into his crack, and brushed across his hole. “You a bottom, boy?” I asked as I stroked his hole. “N…No. I’ve ever taken a cock before. “ He moaned again. “That feels really good!” I dropped to my knees. “You know what feels better?” I said before taking his cock into my mouth, sliding it deep into my throat. He stumbled forward and put his hands on my shoulders to steady himself. Clearly he was not expecting this! I slowly worked his hard shaft with my throat before slowly pulling back and swirling my tongue round the head. I was rewarded with a flood of his sweet precum across my tongue. I kept working his cock for a few minutes, sliding up and down. He was moaning like a bitch now, and I knew that if I didn’t stop, it would be over far too soon, and I wanted a chance at this dude's hole! I stood up and kissed the boy again. “You like that baby?” I whispered in his ear. He could only sigh and nod his head. “You know what would feel even better? My cock buried in your ass.” “But… but you’re poz!” “I know, baby. But I know you want my load.” I brought my fingers up to his lips. “Suck them,” I commanded. He started sucking my fingers, and I knew I had him under my spell. “Yeah, that’s it, get them nice and wet.” The boy worked my fingers like a cock, and I knew I had to have him work over my poz tool, but not yet. I had another prize in mind before that. I had to seal the deal. I pulled my fingers from his mouth and reached around to his hole. I leaned in to kiss him once more before slowly sliding my wet fingers into his hole. Fuck this boy was tight. He wasn’t kidding, he really was a top! It didn’t take long before I was working two fingers into him. The little bitch was moaning into my mouth and I knew I had him. My cock was rock hard and throbbing. I needed him on my cock. I let my fingers slip from his hole and was rewarded with a disappointed grunt from the little slut. Bingo. I leaned close to him, my lips next to his ear, and whispered “Get on your knees and suck my cock.” He hesitated for a moment before sinking to his knees. I could see the gears turning in his head. This would be a big step for him. “I’ve never been with a poz guy before.” “I know baby. But I can see in your eyes you want it. Touch it. Wrap your fingers around my poz cock.” Wow, where did this dominant attitude come from? ‘This is new for me too, baby boy,’ I thought to myself. He grabbed my cock and was rewarded with a rush of my toxic prejizz. He smeared it around the head while looking into my eyes. He looked at my cock, then back to my eyes, like he needed permission. I nodded my head and he slowly leaned forward, running his tongue around my head. I groaned and threw my head back. Damn I needed this! With some encouragement from me (in other words my hand on the back of his head) he slowly took more of my uncut prick in his mouth. The boy was a talented cocksucker and had me moaning in no time. I looked back down and watched him bobbing his head on my shaft. I brushed his shaggy brown hair aside and looked him in the eyes. “I want to fuck you.” Fear crossed his face. I pulled him up and kissed him deeply, tasting my precum on his lips. “I know you want it,” I said as I led him to the bed. He didn’t protest as I pushed him down on the bed, face down, ass up. His hole was winking at me between his firm cheeks. I knelt between his legs and buried my face in his ass before he had time to think. Fuck his hole tasted great! He bucked back against my face and started moaning. I’m sure anyone passing by outside could hear him. I spent about ten min with my tongue deep in his hole. I could have spent more time there, but my cock was so hard it hurt. I needed his hole. I stood up and spit on my fingers, getting them wet. I pushed them against his hole and they slid in with no resistance. This boy was ready. I leaned close to his ear and whispered as my fingers worked over his puffy hole “you want my cock boy?” “Yes! Please fuck me,” he gasped. “You gonna make me rubber up, boy?” “No sir.” “You know I am poz right? You saw my tattoo.” “I know sir.” “I don’t stop until I cum. No pulling out.” He hesitated. “It’s ok, sir. Please fuck me.” “Good boy.” I reached over and grabbed the poppers off the table and threw it to him. He knew what to do as he took a deep huff. I felt his hole relax around my fingers and slipped in a third. His hole felt like velvet, and I knew I needed to feel him wrap around my cock. Between my spit and precum, he was so wet; I knew we wouldn’t need any lube. I pulled my fingers out and lined my leaking cock up with his hole. He was still huffing the poppers as I slowly slid into him. Almost immediately he started moaning like a bitch in heat. His hole was so warm and felt like a vice on my cock. I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I fucked him using long, slow stokes. I wanted this to last as long as I could. But he had other ideas, as he clamped down on my cock and continued to moan. “Fuck, boy! You sure you’re not a bottom?” “No sir, not until tonight.” “Damn boy, I’m gonna cum soon. You know I’m not on meds, right? I’m probably gonna knock you up.” The bitch just moaned. “Breed me sir, breed me! Give me your toxic load!” That did it for me. I picked up the pace and started slamming into him. He kept moaning, begging me to breed him over and over. I slammed into him one last time. “Here it comes, you little slut! Take my poz load!” I grunted as I flooded his ass. My hole throbbed around the butt plug in my ass. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I stopped cumming, and slipped from his hole. Surprisingly, with all of the cum I pumped into the bitch, very little came out. I collapsed onto the bed beside him. He stayed on all fours, breathing heavily. I looked at him and noticed he was rock hard. That gave me an idea, but first… “Look at me boy.” He turned his baby blues to me. I spread my legs, showing him my plugged ass, and asked “You want that?” He nodded, begging “Please sir. I’m so hard.” “I can see that. I’m gonna give you my hole. But first, you need something in yours.” I reached between my legs and pulled the plug out. Jeff licked his lips as the plug slid from my hole. My hole was red and puffy, I’m sure. I got up and got behind him again. There was just enough cum on his ass lips. I pressed the plug to his hole. It slipped in with no resistance. I saw his eyes roll back in his head, thinking to myself ‘Oh yeah, this top is now vers'. I got on the bed beside him pulling my legs up to my chest. The leather chaps framed my ass nicely. “Ok stud, your turn.” To be continued…….

Best way to get fucked. At the local bathhouse. laying on the bed, ass up. With the the lights on low and the door wide open. Is how I like to get fucked

just took a guys load in a pretty public park during the day with people around. definitely a few people saw. a guy who uses me in public places (mid 40s? 6ft2, 200ish, big thick cock, avg guy) told me to meet him there for a "quick public load" told me right where to meet him and said "don't wear a shirt. don't even bring one. no backpack either. just you in bootie shorts and shoes. no socks and obviously no underwear. I'm going to FILL your hole and leave it gaped and dripping" there were a few people around but when he got there he said "get on your knees and suck my cock right here" l looked around and he said "don't worry about them. just suck my cock" so I of course did that for a minute before he said "bend over against that tree" so I did n he pulled my shorts right down to my ankles n shoved his cock in. then stepped on my shorts n said "step your leg out and spread your legs" so I did and he just went to town on my ass and kept talking about how he wishes my dad could see what a faggot I am and how he would love to fuck me in front of him. said "I bet your dad would get a kick out of what a cumdump you are" fucked me for a good 5 minutes basically out in the open with people not too far away. said "thanks slut, you're ass is always a great place to blow my load" I pulled my shorts back on and walked out of the park thinking "now THIS is a real walk of shame"except I'm such a whore I literally have no shame lol

As far as I am concerned, the point of PrEP is that it allows me as the bottom to protect myself without having to trust the top to be truthful. I am not being judgmental; most of us will say whatever it takes to get laid. I've certainly downplayed how often I take loads to tops who were skittish.

Took a cross country road trip from California to Boston over the past week, and tried to take loads in several places along the way. Mostly hit or miss (3 loads in Santa Fe, 3 in Oklahoma City, 6 in Memphis, and 2 in Asheville, NC). But I really hit the jackpot in DC. I got a room at the Washington Plaza, got on the apps, and started taking loads almost immediately. The first top shot 3 loads in me and left me lubed up for the rest of the day. One guy brought a buddy to tag team me, and came back a few hours later with a different buddy. After I had taken 13 loads, I saw Nutsdeepbb (one of my favorite porn guys) on Grindr, and had to shoot my shot. He came over and delivered a skillful fuck and a massive load. He apologized for cumming so fast but he said my hole was just so wet. I thought it was the hottest thing ever. All in all, I ended up with 16 loads in about 12 hours. I will definitely be back to DC, those boys are amazing!

I had joined a bareback sex party group and had attended a session in a city hotel in June. This afternoon they held their event at the local cruise club premises during its Sunday naked session. Pretty successful event for me as I was one of the first guys in the side room allocated for the sex party group and a guy started sucking and then fucking me almost immediately. I was bent over the side of a bed and when he finished I just stayed bent over and a second guy immediately started fucking me. Then a third. Eventually it was 7 or 8 (though perhaps some had come around a second time I couldn’t see). I took at least one load then possibly two. Later I left the side room and joined all the guys there for the regular cruise club action, which is nearly all raw. That added a further 7 or so bottoming and 5 or 6 topping. Took a couple more loads.

As soon as we got in his apartment, we were all over each other. Stripping his jacket off as our tongues furiously explored each other’s mouths, hands running over muscles, fumbling with buttons and zippers to reveal more and more to each other. He was every bit as gorgeous unclothed as he had been in the bar - strong, hair in all the right places, toned but not sculpted - the picture of masculinity. I kissed my way down overy his furry pecs and his flat but slightly soft belly and found my face in front of a magnificent bulge in his tight trunks. His scent was intoxicating, and I found myself simply nuzzling my nose up against his groin and breathing deeply. I looked up and saw him smiling down at me as I felt his hand on the back of my head, guiding my mouth to his growing bulge. I tongued the outline of his cock as it snaked to the left, soaking his underwear with my spit before pulling on the waistband to reveal his thick meat. I nearly gasped at its beauty - it must have been 9 inches, and thick enough I was barely able to wrap my hand around it. I hadn’t seen a penis this big in more than 10 years - certainly not my decidedly average husband’s. “Suck me. Please!” he said as I grabbed the base of his shaft and pointed him at my mouth. Looking up at him, I wrapped my lips around his head and swirled my tongue across it, tasting his sweet precum. It dawned on me I was about to experience so many new things, or first time doing this or that in 10 years, and my cock throbbed at the possibilities. I savored the flavor of his nectar as I stroked the bottom few inches of his rod, squeezing more out onto my tongue. Taking him back in my mouth, I inched my way down his shaft, feeling him throb and willing myself not to gag as his cock reached a part of my throat that hadn’t felt cock in over a decade. I pushed a bit deeper until I felt his bush against my lips, my throat spasming and squeezing his cock as I deepthroated him. As I came up for air, he let out a “Damn!” and pulled me up for a deep kiss. Taking my hand, he led me back to his bedroom. He pushed me onto his bed as he pulled down my briefs and swallowed me in one fluid motion. This was all happening so fast! It had only been a total of 15 minutes since I’d agreed to come to his place with him, and here I was on my back getting my dick sucked by a man I just met. What would my husband think if he knew? I pushed those thoughts from my mind as I reveled in the sensations of him blowing me. After some top notch sucking, I felt his tongue snaking down over my balls as his hands roamed my inner thighs. My legs instinctively spread and his tongue continued its path into my crack as it opened before him. He paused briefly to enjoy the sight of my exposed hole, saying “That is one fine pussy!” before diving in. I moaned deeply as I felt his tongue penetrate me. The feelings he was eliciting were partly the rush of a new connection, but it was also becoming clearer to me that my husband just wasn’t very good in bed. That one plunge of this man’s tongue could make me quiver and feel desire so strongly only made my husband’s shortcomings more obvious. I needed more of this man in me NOW. “I need you inside me. Now. Please. Please fuck me!” I begged as his tongue drove deeper into me. He replaced his tongue with a finger, then two as he took my ball bag in his mouth. He pressed his fingers into me, separating them slightly to coax me open more. “Fucking tight” was all he said as he pulled them out and climbed on top of me. After another couple minutes of hard making out, he said, “You’re really hungry for it, aren’t you?” Wrapping my arms and legs around him, I sighed “I’ve never needed anything more in my life! Please - I want to feel every inch of you slide into me.” He leaned over to his bedside table and pulled some lube and a little brown bottle out of the drawer. He poured some lube on his fingers, then rubbed them against my hole. When he started to pour more lube on his erect cock, I stopped him and asked, “Do you have condoms? I haven’t used them in years, but I think we should.” A look of disappointment crossed his face and he replied, “I really would love to be in that sweet pussy of yours raw. I haven’t felt connected to anyone like this since, well, since even before my break-up. But I understand.” He rummaged in the drawer and pulled out a rubber and handed it to me. “I almost forgot how these things work. But thank you for understanding - I’ve never done anything like this before and I just want to be careful.” I traded places with him so he was lying on the bed, unwrapped the condom and rolled it onto his impossibly thick cock - barely able to get it all the way on. It looked uncomfortable on him, poor guy. I grabbed the lube and stroked him for a minute, then straddled him. Feeling him press the head of his latex-covered head against my pucker, I tried to remember the biggest cock I’d ever taken. It must have been from my slutty phase in my 20s, but I really don’t think anyone had been as big as this. He could sense my nerves even as I was hungrier for him than ever, and he reached for the little bottle and started shaking it. “These should help, if you’re interested.” “Poppers?” I asked. “I’ve actually never tried them, if you can believe it. Just seen them in porn and stuff.” He smiled that incredible smile, and uncapped the bottle, bringing to his right nostril as he held the left one closed. Taking a deep sniff, I saw his eyes flutter a bit and felt his cock throb against me. Then he pressed a little more firmly against my hole as he brought the bottle to my nose. Holding one nostril closed, he told me to inhale slowly and deeply, then hold it in. He re-capped the bottle as I was holding my breath, and then when he told me to let it out, I felt an incredible rush travel through my chest. I felt his hands pressing my hips down, and more pressure against my ass, but my hole just relaxed and allowed about half of his rock hard cock inside. I couldn’t believe it - even with my husband’s much smaller dick, it usually took a fair bit of work to open up and let him in. Anthony just held still, grinning up at me. “That was intense! And amazing!” I said. “Yeah, my ex really struggled to take me until we discovered that magic little bottle. Oh fuck, sorry. Didn’t mean to go there.” I just smiled and said, “I don’t mind at all. I just know I want some more, because I want every inch of you inside me, and I need a little help.” He grabbed the bottle, saying “Let’s try both nostrils this time.” I took a deep sniff on one side, and then ran my hands over his hairy pecs, and as I inhaled the fumes on the other side, I felt my hole open even further and pressed myself down onto him. His enormous erection slid all the way in, balls deep. My heart was racing and I felt this overwhelming desire to be fucked deep and hard by this man. The chemistry we established at the bar only grew and intensified as we explored, and now here we were, two men connected as deeply as can be - almost. I raised myself up slightly, then pushed back down, feeling more full than I ever had. My mouth met his as I pulled halfway up, then slid back down to the hilt. Feeling my openness, he held me still and started to thrust. After a moment, he increased the pace and the force of his thrusts. I threw my head back and rode him as I willed myself to open further to let him in even more. My hunger was taking control and I wanted us to bond in a profound way. “So you said you and your ex were together 6 years?” “Yeah, until 6 months ago.” “And you never had sex with anybody but him?” “That’s right.” “And you haven’t been with anyone since then?” “No. Nobody. Why?” I climbed off of him, a confused look of disappointment crossing his face. I reached down and squeezed his dong, marveling anew at its immense girth. My fist moved to the base, and I began to squeeze at the end of the rolled rubber, gently pulling up, then repeating. With each squeeze, the condom rolled further and further up his cock until finally it pulled off completely. I quickly lay down on my back and grabbed him and guided him toward my hole. “I need to feel YOU inside me. Your skin on my skin, nothing between us. I want us to be as close as two people can be.” I picked up the condom from the bed and threw it across the room, then pulled him down on top of me. My hand stroked his shaft and pointed him to my hole, and then I welcomed his raw cock into my slicked up pussy. “Fuuuuuccckk!” was all he could say as he slid in, then started fucking me. For the next 20 minutes, Anthony alternated between making sweet, gentle love to me, and pounding me hard, fast and deep. We both worked up a sweat as his cock and my ass got to know each other intimately. It was incredible what a difference there was when we were skin on skin, raw fucking. Every so often he would pause and feed me more poppers, both of us enjoying the way I opened up more and more to him. I was experiencing an ecstasy unlike any I had ever felt in my life - THIS was what explosive chemistry and real connection was like. I hadn’t felt anything close to this in years with my husband. Anthony flipped me onto my side and got behind me, lifting one leg and sliding into me from behind. He wrapped his strong arms around me and started pumping in me hard and deep. One last hit from the bottle in this position, he just held it there and commanded, “Sniff! Deeper!” alternating back and forth as he kept fucking me. Sensing what was coming, I said “Please, don’t pull out of me! Please cum in my hole and fill me with your seed! Fuck me until you shoot your load deep in my guts! Breed my pussy!!” Hearing me say those words was all it took for him to grunt and push in one last deep thrust, all the way buried in my hole. I felt his huge cock throb and erupt inside me, the walls of my pussy coated in his semen. He must have spewed 10 ropes inside me, and the power of our deep connection in that moment made me shoot my load all over the bed without touching my cock. As our breathing calmed, I felt his arms hold me to him, pulling me in even closer. His hot breath on my neck, he simply whispered, “That was amazing.” in my ear as we both drifted off to sleep, his cock still buried in my hole.

Pozzing Jeff – Part 2 **Jeff’s Point of View** I can’t believe it. I took a load from someone with HIV. To top it all off, he used a butt plug on me that came out of his own ass. I knowingly took a load from someone who has HIV, and I begged him for it; begged him to shoot his poz load inside me. And I have never been more turned on in my life! Up until this point I had been a safe sex top. I was always careful to use condoms, always made sure to have some with me. But then I met Ben…… It was my first time to the bathhouse. I was horny, and finally got the nerve to go. I paid for my locker, and quickly stripped to my towel. I decided to scope the joint, see what was going on. I wasn’t prepared for how open the sex was. I was hard as a rock in no time. Hands kept rubbing over me as I walked around, but I wasn’t interested. That is, until I saw Ben. He was just walking out of the sling room when I saw him. He was wearing nothing but a pair of leather chaps, and I couldn’t help but stare as he walked past me, his hard on leading the way. He was taller than me at about 6’0”, slender but with definition, and what had to be at least 8” of uncut cock swinging between his legs. I turned to look at him, and was caught staring. He licked his lips and winked at me. That was all I needed as a flood of precum dripped from my cock. He nodded for me to follow him. I let my cock do the thinking for me and followed this stud. That’s when I noticed his tattoo. It wasn’t very big, but it stood out against his creamy white skin. A biohazard symbol was tattooed on his right butt cheek. I knew what that meant; I wasn’t totally naïve. He was HIV positive. I knew I shouldn’t have followed him, but he was the hottest guy I have ever seen, and as I said, my cock was doing the thinking for me. But you already know what happened next. So here I was, lying face down on his bed with his toxic load and butt plug in my ass. My cock was rock hard, dripping precum onto the bed below me. I looked over at Ben and was overcome with the urge to fuck him. He was on the bed beside me with his legs spread. He had his two fingers jammed deep into his puffy hole. “You want to fuck me, boy?” he asked, jamming a third finger into his hole. “Fuck yeah,” I say, standing up. Between the plug and the poz cum, my hole was on fire. “But I want to taste that first,” I say, eyeing up his hungry hole. “Yeah? You want to taste my poz hole. Well, come here then,” he ordered, removing his fingers from his hole. I didn’t need to be told twice as I dropped to the bed between his legs. His hole was beautiful. I reached out and ran my tongue from the bottom of his ass to the base of his cock. I didn’t need to look to tell his eyes were closed; his moaning was enough for me. “Fuck you taste so good,” I remarked just before I buried my face in his ass for a second time. Besides fucking, eating ass was one of my favorite activities. Early on I found rimming bottoms was the surest way of getting them hungry for my cock, and tonight was no exception. Before long Ben was thrusting his ass back against my face, as I began tasting something familiar on my tongue. “You’ve already been fucked tonight,” I said, for some reason slightly surprised. “Of course. I was just taking a break when I ran into you,” he replied. “Tell me,” I responded as I massaged his hole with my fingers. “Get on your back,” he answered pulling off my fingers as he got to his feet. Rolling over, I stretched out on the bed, my rigid cock pointing at the ceiling. Ben got on the bed straddling me, and in one swift motion impaled himself on my cock. “Fuck!” I gasped. This guy was a pro. I’m not that big, but I'd never had a bottom taken my cock so easily. My mind was reeling from the sensations on my cock. I had never fucked without a condom before, and now I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to again. “Feeling good, stud?” Ben asked while slowly riding my cock. It took me a few minutes before I could respond as the feeling of his hole on my raw cock was overloading my brain. “Your ass feels so good!” I finally managed to exclaim when I was able to construct a coherent sentence. "You like it raw?” “Oh fuck yeah! I'm never using condoms again!” “Famous last words,” he laughed, slowly rising and falling on my cock. “Your hole is so wet! How many loads did you get?” “Only two. But those guys always shoot big loads.” “Yeah?” “Fuck yeah. I"m always satisfied when I play with them.” “I can tell. Tell me about it.” He slowed down his pace and looked me in the eyes. Fuck he was so hot! “I woke up this morning horny as hell. I tried looking online but had no hits. So I decided to come here. I usually manage to get a load or to, but I wasn’t expecting this,” he leans down to kiss me. “I got my room and quickly changed into my chaps. I needed to get fucked so bad so I made my way to the sling room. The only other people in the room were this cute uncut blond twink and this hot ripped hunk. I’ve been with both these guys before; both are kinky fuckers.” “Oh fuck!” he moans out. “They wasted no time in strapping me into the sling. Before I knew it, the hunk was ramming two fingers in me. You should have seen him. Dark hair, scruffy face, hairy chest with a hot biohaz tattoo around his pierced nipple. And oh yeah, he’s hung like a motherfucker.” When he mentioned the tattoo, my cock got harder and started throbbing. I’m sure he felt it in his ass. He squeezed my cock. “You like that? You should have seen him. He was dripping like a faucet while fingering me. I needed him bad, and begged him to fuck me. The twink shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose, forcing me to huff while the hunk slid his raw cock into me. No lube, just his poz pre-jizz. He can fuck for a while, so I just relaxed and let the poppers take over me. Of course, the twink had other ideas and forced my mouth down on his cock.” He leaned down to whisper in my ear. “He has tattoo as well, you know. Right above his cock. It’s the same as mine. A big biohaz tattoo.” I moaned out. Fuck this is so hot. I can’t believe I’m getting off on this. He clamped down on my cock again and I knew I was not going to last much longer. “The hunk pumped me for what felt like an hour while I sucked the twink. It was probably more like 15 minutes, but it always feels longer when you have a huge cock hitting your prostate. Fuck man, I was moaning like a bitch, even with a cock down my throat. But all good things must end, and in no time he was telling me he was going to fill me with his charged load. I was instantly rock hard when he said that. He pounded me hard for a couple more minutes before he pushed in deep and unloaded. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, and his warm cum splashing my insides.” “That’s so hot. He pump a big one?” “Oh yeah. Always does.” “Fuck!” My eyes rolled back in my head. My cock was buried deep in a hole that was full of poz cum, and I couldn’t get enough. “What happened next?” I asked. “He wasn’t out of me long before the twink shoved his cock in. I knew he wasn’t going to last long. He loves fucking a loaded hole, and he was already on edge while I was sucking him. There was nothing gentle about his fuck. He pounded me hard and fast from the start. The first guy kept the bottle of poppers under my nose, and I was flying high. It felt amazing, having this hot twink power fucking my loaded hole. I was right about him though. After only a couple of minutes, he was filling my hole as well. I felt at least ten spasms as he shot. I could see the cum covering his cock as he pulled out. It was just what I needed.” “I’m getting close man,” I moaned. I could feel the two loads of the cum from the other guys splashing around my cock. “You want to cum, baby? Want to fill my hole with another load?” “Fuck yeah. Please let me cum,” I begged. He pulled off of me and got on the bed beside me. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what he wanted. I quickly rolled off the bed while he pulled up his legs. His hole was wide open and I could see the cum dripping out around it. I put his legs on my shoulders and sank balls deep in one thrust. “Oh fuck!” He moaned out. “Fuck me, please! Pound me and give me another load!” I didn’t need another invitation. My cock took over and I fucked him hard and fast. He was moaning and rolling his head back and forth. I wasn’t going to last much longer and buried myself deep inside him one last time as I hit the point of no return. “Take it, bitch!” I said as I unloaded. My hole was throbbing around the plug. Fuck this was amazing. I have never felt anything like it before, and I knew I wanted more. I finally was able to slide out of him after about seven spurts or so. He immediately got on his knees and took my spent cock into his mouth. “Fuck!” I moaned as he cleaned off my cock. “That was incredible! I’ve never felt anything like this!” “Think you’ll be able to go back to using rubbers?” he asked. “Fuck no. I didn’t know it could feel like that.” He leaned into kiss me. I could taste my cum on his lips. He pulled away and leaned in to whisper in my ear. “You know, that may very well be the last neg load you shoot.” I grinned at him, as I leaned back to open the door. “Well, let's make sure it is!” To be continued......

This story is based on an actual event that only recently did I remember.* As I was drunk and high and passed out for part of the night it is no wonder I didn't remember it. I started to go to a few local gay bars when I was 19 and being a cute shy lonely twink I rapidly met many older men.* After about a year I had many older friends and while they all hit on me at first they realized I only wanted to be friends. Many nights I would go back to one of their houses for a few drinks and I'd crash on their sofa or a guest room.* A few got me in their beds but other than cuddling nothing would happen. One night I was with two friends, Tony and John, who were in their late 40s and we were joined by one of their buddies from out of town that I had never met before.* He was about their age and his name was Henry. Henry asked who the cute little boy was as he sat down to join us.* Tony introduced me as their friend, Bob and we all drank and chatted for about an hour when Henry leaned over and whispered to Tony and when Tony nodded Henry then leaned towards me and asked if I wanted to go with him to do a line (of coke.) We went out to his car and did a couple of lines as we talked.* He was very interested in how a small young think hung out with mostly older guys but wasn't having sex with them.* I mostly blushed and said I am usually a top and only go for younger smaller boys. Shortly after we rejoined our friends the bar started to get busy and noisier and Tony asked if we wanted to go to his house and we all agreed and went there. Tony always looked and acted like a gentleman.* He was so proper like the kind you only see on TV.* He was born wealthy and believed in showing it but not in a gaudy tacky way.* He stood about six foot two and even at his age had an athletes body.* I dreamed many nights about becoming his boy but never let him know it.* I made sure when we were out that I bought him nearly as many drinks as he bought me as I didn't want him to think I was looking for a sugar daddy.* He always had a tan too and basically he looked incredible.* John was the almost exact opposite.* He was shorter than me at only 5' 6 (to my 5'9, although I wished I was shorter) and he had some fat.* He wasn't really fat but instead just didn't take care of himself and he was happy as he was.** Like Tony he had lots of money but he made his in less than legal ways.* John would also love to grab my ass and more than once got his hand down the back of my pants and tried to finger me.* He was very touchy with everyone and I learned to get use to it although he made me blush whenever he touched my ass. Once we got to Tony's we sat in his parlor and he made us all drinks and then Henry poured out a huge pile of coke and we all started to get high.* After an hour Tony went to bed and that is when John turned on the TV and got out some DVDs and Henry made more drinks. John's porn was all bareback twinks fucking and cumming into their tight holes.* Henry was making lots of nasty comments about boysluts loving to be bred and stuff like that.* When the first video ended and John got the next ready Henry set up some more lines and they were huge.* He did one then handed me the straw and when I tried handing it back after doing a line he told me to do another and I did and sat back ready for the blast in my head to begin. As the video started Henry said it was hot and took off his shirt.* Wow I thought what a stud as I saw his perfectly hairy chest.* I didn't notice he was watching me stare at him and when he rubbed his flat belly and dipped his hand into his crotch I moaned and squeezed my clothing covered cock.* Later he told me that was when he knew he was getting to me. Ten minutes into the video the two big lines were starting to peak in my head as I watched a a big jockish guy plowing into a little twink and I was feeling every grunt the boy made.* I didn't even notice when John stood and took off his pants.* John started to stroke his cock and that caught my attention.* Henry seeing me watch John decided to lose his pants too.* He then walked over to the table in just his boxers and set up more lines and just as big.* He turned to me and asked if I was hot being all dressed and I said I was OK so he told me that if this coke wasn't making me hot then I needed to do three lines this time.* I was flying so high and the thought of doing three big lines made me excited.* I walked over and he handed me the straw and told me to do a line into each nostril.* I barely could get each one snorted they were so big.* Henry said just wait a minute then do the third line.* I started to sweat and knew I was about to be higher than ever and then he told me to do the line. I leaned over and did the line and as I stood up Henry said "Bobby you must be so hot let me help you.* Put your hands up" and he lifted my shirt over me head and said, that must be better, and he went and sat down as I stood still for a moment that felt like an hour but finally went back to my seat. On the TV another bigger jock boy was looking at a smaller younger twink and was rubbing his cock clearly hot for the boy.* Henry asked if I liked the guys and would I want to fuck them.* I told him the smaller boy was perfect but the jock was too big and he looked older than me.* John said he'd fuck either of them and Henry laughed that John would fuck anything.* John and Henry both were stroking their cocks and I could see them both dripping and I wanted them but was so afraid.* The jock in the porn had just walked up to the boy and reached down and lifted his shirt off him just as Henry had done to me. Henry looked over at me and told me, "Bobby take off your pants".* He was still stroking himself as he spoke.* I watched him stroke as I stood and removed my jeans.* "Bobby sit here" as he patted the space next to him.* My head was really spinning now although I finally realized that he was calling me Bobby not Bob.* As I sat next to him he wrapped his arm around me and said watch the TV. In the video the jock was removing the boy's shorts and pushing him onto a table.* Henry started to describe the scene.* "Bobby, watch how the top gets what he wants.* The boy is scared and afraid but the top doesn't force him but instead guides him.". For the rest of the video Henry explained how easy it is for a dom top to get the cherry of any boy.* He told me that almost all young boys want a man to take them but most are afraid.* As the boy was being fucked he looked so hot and Henry pointed out how the boy never touched his own cock and that for a boy to truly love being fucked he should only concentrate on the cock in his ass.* The video ended with the jock shooting inside the boy as the boy started to cum having never even touched his cock.* Henry then asked me if I wished I was the jock fucking the boy or if I wished I was the boy being fucked.* I wanted to be the boy but was afraid to say so and Henry then said that's OK Bobby, John and I won't tell anyone, go ahead tell us.* I want to be the boy I said quietly and Henry hugged me and told me he was proud of me.* I felt so good that I made him proud of me. The next video started and Henry told me to watch how the top doesn't ask the boy but instead the top does what he wants, however the boy must agree or he could tell the top no. Most tops he said aren't real Dom men so he understands why my past experiences weren't great. He then asked if I would trust him to show me how I could be a good boy and I nodded and he hugged me. Henry got up and took my hand and led me to the table and we did a couple of lines each. On the TV a twink was pushed to his knees and had a huge cock pushed into his mouth. Henry said he loved watching a boy suck a cock, then looked in my eyes and told me I should go suck John so that he could watch me on my knees. I looked at John and he let go of his cock and leaned back and spread his legs and I got down in front of him and started to suck his cock.

I guess the neighborhood piano bar wasn’t the most adventurous choice for my scandalous night out, but it was a step I hadn’t taken before. My wedding ring was in my pocket, the first time I’d taken it off for any purpose other than what you’d expect. Here I was in San Diego, fresh off my successful conference presentation, all the pressure off and a few more days of seminars and social gatherings to look forward to. After a brief meet and greet with those who had attended my talk, there had been an early dinner. Standard academic stuff, I’d been through it many times before. But this was my first time traveling alone since I’d gotten married. Jake and I have been together for 10 years, and finally made it legal last year. He’d always had the flexibility to travel with me when I went to these meetings, but his new job made that impossible this time. So here I was all alone, and all the things I’d fantasized about so many times were now eminently possible - if I was willing to make them happen. The man across the bar raised his glass, and invited me over to his table with a smile and a nod. He was by far the hottest guy in this quiet joint, looked to be late-30s, great body hiding under his business attire, brown hair and olive skin - with strong features and a killer smile. I’d never been to this bar before - I’d visited the city many times for business, but could never bring myself to go out, both because work always kept me busy but also because my boyfriend, now husband, was no doubt sitting at home, lonely and missing me. Don’t get me wrong - I’d thought about going out, having the kind of fun my commitment wouldn’t allow me to have. I’d thought of little else for years. I love what I have so much, but the desire for variety, for exploring a new body, it consumes me. I’d suggested three-ways, or opening our relationship, but my husband is just not into it. And until now, I’d just accepted that as the price of admission for being with him. Even now, sitting in this bar and considering walking over to the handsome man flirting with me, I’m just exploring. Dipping my toe in the pool. Trying out what it feels like to be out in a gay bar alone for the first time in so many years. Maybe enjoying the attention of a man or two, but not seriously considering going any further. I’m a married man, very happily so. This is just some innocent fun. As I pushed away from the bar, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror behind the counter. I looked good, if I do say so myself. I’m no gym rat, but I keep myself in good shape, lifting and running a few times a week, staying active on the weekends hiking and biking. In that transition phase between 20-something boy and 40-something daddy type. My face had certainly earned its share of compliments, and I saw more than a few men in the bar take note of the way my ass looked in the jeans I’d put on back at the hotel. Even still, I was surprised a man as gorgeous as the one I was approaching had cruised me. Just my insecurities talking - it had been years since I’d been in this position, almost 10 years to be precise. My husband and I had met on the dance floor of a club in our town and had scarcely been apart since, other than my work trips. We fell in love fast and hard, moved in together, and were married the minute it became legal in our state. I don’t regret it for one second - well, except for that part about craving something new. But that happens in all relationships, right? “Have a seat,” the stranger said, flashing that thousand-watt smile. “I haven’t seen you here before. Not that I come here all that often, either. Are you from around here?” A brief pause, considering how honest I wanted to be here. I could easily spin a tale about myself and invent a reality that would serve the fantasy I was exploring. Or I could just say, “No, I’m visiting for work. Husband is back home while I’m stuck in a hotel in yet another strange town. Thought I’d come out and enjoy a drink and the local scenery.” I caught his eye and grinned at the corniness of the line I just delivered as he started to laugh, blushing mildly. “How about you?” “I live just down the street, but haven’t been here more than a handful of times in the past six years. I’m newly single, you see, and my ex wasn’t one for the bars. I’m not either, if I’m being honest. But I thought it was probably time for me to get out again and see if I might find some connection, you know? My breakup really took a toll on me, and I haven’t been very sociable lately. And now I’m sharing way too much information with a total stranger. Sorry about that. I’m Anthony, by the way.” “I’m Joey, and please don’t apologize! You don’t know how happy I am to just have a normal conversation instead of cheesy pickup lines or a bunch of small talk. I’ve been at the bar for half an hour and had to shoo away a few young twinks and an obvious alcoholic barely able to speak. I was beginning to think I should have stayed in my room and watched some Netflix. Please, tell me more.” “Well, to be honest I’d rather not talk much more about it right now. Like I said, it was pretty brutal on me, and if it’s OK with you, we could talk about pretty much anything else. It’s best not to dwell too much on the past, and instead think about moving forward and moving on.” Again with that amazing smile, melting me and giving me a jolt up and down my body - a feeling I hadn’t felt in so long. That feeling when you meet someone new, the chemistry, the intrigue. I had it in spades with this man. Dangerous, this feeling - but thrilling, and so I pressed on. We spent the next two hours at that table, exchanging stories, talking about sports and politics and music and everything but our relationships. I bought the next round, then he got the next. Each time, he moved a bit closer, spent a bit more time looking in my eyes, laughed a bit more sincerely at my corny jokes. His hand made its way to my thigh under the table, and I didn’t remove it. In fact, my hand went onto his, and we continued to talk and laugh and just BE with each other, so comfortable and easy, it was scary and wonderful. He brought my hand up on to the table and was running his thumb over my ring finger. He confessed, “I have to tell you, I noticed the tan line from your ring when I ordered my drink at the bar earlier. I thought a married guy like you might be easier to talk to than someone obviously on the prowl in a dark bar, you know? But as soon as our conversation began, I knew I was in trouble. Because you are such an incredible man. I never expected to spend the entire evening lost in your eyes, but here we are. Last call is approaching, and the last thing in the world I want is for this night to end.” A beat. A pregnant pause as I assessed my options. I had tucked my husband into bed before heading to the bar. He was fast asleep in our bed, content and assuming that I would be bored in my hotel room, as had been the case on so many of my work trips. Yet here I was, reveling in a connection like I hadn’t felt in 10 years. My wedding ring in my pocket, the first time I had ever taken it off with the intent of deceiving someone that I was single. And instead, that decision brought me to the beautiful man in front of me, a man so charming and sexy it almost hurt to look at him. And as I considered the possibility that I would go home with him, I realized he was too good to be true - a man just out of a long-term relationship, stepping out for the first time since, and about as low-risk as you could expect, if you’re considering cheating on your husband, but wanting to be sure you were safe. “Then let’s not let it end here,” I said before I allowed myself to chicken out. He stood, holding fast to my hand, and led me out of the bar. It was a pleasant evening, and we walked hand-in-hand the three blocks to his apartment, the sexual tension between us palpable. On the stairs in front of his building, he turned before unlocking the door and kissed me deeply on the mouth. Something about the romantic gesture, on the street on a beautiful evening, making out with a gorgeous man before heading into his apartment - I was about to burst from the fluttering in my stomach, the nervous energy building and making me do things I told myself I wouldn’t do. Tonight was supposed to be a bit of innocent fun, and here I was on the precipice of cheating on my husband. And I wanted nothing more than for this man to take me upstairs and continue this incredible evening.

O.K. Just for the record i'm a True "grower not a shower" lol! i've been told by Girls (and some of their boyfriends) that i have a great dick for fucking, not to big and not to Huge. i have it listed as 8 Inches on Adam4Adam people don't complain or feel they've been cheated especialy when i start drilling their various holes, they like it a lot evan though it's not really a full eight inches all the time, mostly i hover around 7 - 7 1/2 i can hit the 8 mark when i'm closer to cumming and you can really feel it pulse and stretch your hole! in any case this isn't about me fucking anyone right now but i have a min. so i want to tell you what happened at school about three or four weeks ago, i go to a private school for audio engineers in Los Angeles so all the guys are over 18 (they don't look it!) or at least my age, this happened in between classes, i've made a few buds here and we kind a chill and go over stuff after class, so i'm pretty chummy with a lot of the guys in my class (Side note i haven't told 'em i'm Gay/Bi but i haven't had to deny it either) i'm pretty sure they think i'm straight. Anyway i'm on my way to the next class and i have to piss like a horse so i run in to the bathroom on the second floor and all the urinals are full about 6 guys and they have guys in line behind them too, but i see the handicapped stall door open so i run in unzipping my pants pulling my dick out and start to pee, now the way it's angled in the bathroom (a nice size room too) i couldn't see the toilet till my dick is out and i'm almost there, but as i look up there's already a guy there i say "oh shit! i'm sorry i thought this was empty" i notice it's my friend Austin he says "oh Hey!" if all you gotta do is pee i'll share! lol" i say "cool" and run up to the toilet and fucking gushed like a hose, he was pissing too ,now i promise i wasn't thinking anything sexual but looked down and almost fell over! His dick was long at least 9 inches soft hanging over the biggest set of balls i'd ever seen, he noticed me staring and said "i get that a lot" i was like "Oh my God that's Huge" he said "and it get's bigger when I Get a Boner, most girls can't take it" then he noticed my pubic hair on my cock and balls was very long and straight (almost 3 inchs now!) he said "don't you shave?" reaching over and pulling some of my hairs and laughing i said "no i get tired of it iching when it's growing back" he then said "Dude, It Looks like my dick is twice the size of your dick!" i Looked down at my little weiner well compared to his Monster long soft dick! , i could hear the bathroom clearing out cause we only had 20 mins between classes. so i said to him as we were zipped up and leaving "well that's because my dicks not hard! i'm a grower not a shower! lol" so as he's headed out and my back is to him and the stall door, i hear the latch on the door close and he says "Show Me" i turn around and Austin is standing there in a pair of blue striped Boxers with his jeans around his ankles, i'm like "Dude stop kidding around we're gonna be late" he says" i wanna see it grow" and walks over to me and Grabs my hairy balls in his hands and says "wow ,Your Hair is down here is really soft" of coarse my cock starts to grow it's only about 4 or 5 inchs soft but now it was getting Hard quickly and up to it's full 8 ...and really hard! he stared at my dick and just seemed amazed at how fast it got hard and how it changed size So quickly, i started leaking so much pre-cum as if i just squeezed a bottle of lube on the floor, i just thought "fuck it" and tried to pull Austin's cock thru the hole in his boxers but it wouldn't fit, so i pulled it out over the top and all i could Think was "fuck how'd this skinny guy get a dick like this!" he was hard as a rock but his dick didn't go up when it got hard it pointed down, it looked a bigger in length than before (maybe 1 - 2 inches longer) but it got almost as fat as a beer can, his shaved dark blond balls seemed to double in size, then he socked me he bent down and started sucking on my cock! at school! in the bathroom! i was scared but excited at the same time, he started to choke and cough he was obviously new at this, he slurped and moaned a little sucking on my hairy nut sack! it felt pretty good for newly then with watery eyes said "o.k. now suck me!" and pushed me down to the floor, at first i couldn't get the head of his cock in my mouth, but the way his cock was angled and his squishy head made it easier to work it down, so i'm on my knees with my head tilted back and this huge pole slowly filling my throat, pulling out now and then to let me breath, i'm stroking my cock while Austin is fucking stretching my esophagus, i'm jacking my dick with my left hand and Austin is holding my head like one of those Fleshlight things! i'm gagging and my eyes are watering and now i can feel his big balls banging my chin an throat, i'm thinking i'm gonna pass out and die because i can't breath his huge meat stick is blocking my breathing, i take some of my pre-cum and lube up my index finger on my right hand, my Jaws really hurt now and my face is covered in my own spit and his pre-cum, i feel myself about to cum and reach up with my right hand on Austins ass slowly push one finger into his virgin hole, that sent him over the edge! he starts pumping cum straight down my throat and i swallow it! seems like a gallon but have to pull of his tree trunk cock i drowning because it was so much that i inhaled some, he pulled it out and kept shooting it on my face and eyes (that really Burns) an when he'd jerked the last bit on my face i started shooting my load ! i'm glad it was empty in the bathroom cause i fucking lost it since i was still on my knees in front of him my load went all over his boxers that were around his ankles and i shot a little on his legs! all this took about 15 mins (Maybe less i seems like hours!) i got some toilet paper wiped off my face and had to put my jacket on because he'd shot some this massive load on my tee shirt (Now all Sticky like his boxer shorts) i said "fuck do you shoot like that all the time?' he said "no, i don't know what happened" "i haven't jacked off in two weeks, no privacy where i'm staying" then he said "you know I'm Not Gay right?i was just horny" i said "it's cool i'm just a bro doing a favor" i'm getting hard again just thinking about it, Hoping i can get another shot at that fan fucking-tastic cock of Austin......maybe that's why he has so many friends! all i know is i can't wait to get to class everyday! (P.S. Resently i got him to let me take pics of his junk at school he loves showing it off! i promised i wouldn't show anybody, these are only for "My Eyes Only" lol enjoy!)

Since it was Mother's day yesterday I went home and spent the day with my mom just hanging out and making her breakfast, lunch and dinner. I'd spent Saturday night being passed around between him and his room mates and it was great. Before I took off for the day my bf put me in panties and made sure my plug was in so I was a contented pussy boy all day while I was home. When I went back over to my bf's house last night his 18 year old room mate was on the couch and I wanted him to fuck me so bad. Bf said it was fine so I went back out to the living room and started making out with his room mate and stroked his dick. I was so horny that I just climbed onto his dick and took it in my ass. It was so intense how powerful his dick felt inside me and I felt like I couldn't ride it hard enough. While I was riding him he said it felt like I didn't lube up and I realized I hadn't. He asked if I wanted to stop and put some boy butter in my ass and I told him no and kept riding until he blew his load. When he pulled out I sucked him clean and realized that my boy pussy was sloppy and wet even though I hadn't been fucked all day. It felt amazing to know that I was so horny that I took his dick with no lube and I wanted it back inside me again so I kept it in my mouth and rubbed my asshole until he said I could climb on again. We had another amazing fuck, then I went down the hall and told my bf what happened. My bf's dick is way bigger so he took it slow but I had two loads in my pussy so I was able to take him with no problem. He pounded me out and we went to sleep but in the middle of the night he woke me up to see if I needed any ointment on my hole or if it hurt. I was fine though, and when his alarm went off I asked him to fuck me again with no lube. He was gentle at first but the more we got into it the harder he fucked me. My pussy lips are swollen and look totally blown out but I've never been prouder of anything in my life.

1. The unseen man pulled his cock back through the glory hole and I licked my lips, swallowing the rest of his load. I sat back on my heels and looked at the now vacant hole in front of me and for a brief moment wondered how I had come to this moment. Completely naked, my head shaved, cum leaking from my hole and covering my face, my cock dripping precum but completely forgotten, and locked in this booth in the back of this bathhouse. I heard a rustle behind me and saw a fat dark cock slide through the second hole in this booth. My instructions had become second nature at this point and I got up, bent over and slide the cock into my well fucked hole. Once my as was pressed firmly against the wall, the man on the other side began to pound me. I groaned and smiled. At thirty years old I had thought that I knew myself pretty well. Through some experimentation in my twenties I had decided I was vers, not overly kinky, and overall was pretty good about condom usage. So, I how did I end up locked in a glory hole booth in a bathhouse? Good question. Sir, well at the time Mike, had been the one to change all that. As soon as I met him in the bar I knew there was something different going on. He had a power over me that I couldn’t explain, and I just sort of gave in. I hadn’t gone to the bar that night with any sort of expectations. It had been a long day I thought I would pop in, have a drink or two, toss some coin at a drag performer friend of mine, and head home. As I was buying my second drink Sir, as he is now known to me, brushed against me at the bar. I was in awe. At just above six feet tall he loomed over me a little, his broad chest blocking out the rest of the room. His face was strong and square. He had short cropped dark hair, and eyes that somehow just drew me in. He smiled a broad toothy smile, and introduced himself. I practically melted. He offered to buy me a drink and made small talk as he got closer and closer to me. I smiled and felt my cock stir as he brushed against me. Soon, he leaned down and kissed me hard on the mouth. I melted into him, his big hands grabbed at my back and pulled me close. Within twenty minutes of meeting him we were leaving the bar and walking to his place a couple of blocks away. As soon as the door closed something in his demeanor changed. He became more assertive, and I became more aroused. “Strip,” he said. There in his living room with the blinds still open I pulled my shirt off over my head and kicked off my shoes. I stepped out of my jeans and hesitated for a moment before pushing down my briefs. My cock was hard as a rock and stood straight out from my dark brown bush, its full six and a half inches exposed. Sir smiled at me. “Good boy,” he said. I’d never been called boy before. It made something in me flutter and my cock twitch. He unbuttoned his own shirt revealing his strong chest, and a thick pelt of hair. His stomach was hard and flat, not an over tone gym body, the strong body of a man. Then he took of his shoes and undid his belt. Before he took his pants off though he said “On your knees boy.” I practically fell to my knees. With another broad toothy smile he undid his pants and slipped them off. He now stood in front of me in nothing but a straining jockstrap. My mouth watered. “Come over here boy,” he said, and I crawled over so that I was kneeling right in front of him. I could smell his sent, my cock throbbed. “Now you’re gonna get my cock wet and then I’m going to fuck your cute little ass. Understood?” I nodded vigorously. “When I ask you a question like that boy you will answer ‘Yes, Sir’ is that clear?” “Yes, Sir,” I stammered. This wasn’t something I was into I thought, but then why was my stomach doing back flips and my cock leaking like mad. “Good. Now lets try that again. You’re going to get my cock wet and then I’m going to fuck your ass, is that understood?” “Yes, Sir.” “Very good.” With that he pulled out his cock and I gasped. I had guessed it would be big from the bulge in front of me but I had still not been prepared. His cock was the thickest I had ever seen. Only about an inch longer than mine it had to be as thick as a soda can the whole way down. His pubes were dense and connected into the thick mat of hair that ran up his stomach. I swallowed hard. “Open your mouth boy.” I did as I was told and he pressed the broad flat mushroom head into my mouth slowly. I’ve always loved sucking cock and instinct took over. I swallowed as much as I could, slathering all over his cock. He groaned appreciably and his hands came to rest on the back of my head, pulling me closer. Somehow I knew that I had to get his cock as wet as I could, his sudden shift in demeanor told me that he wasn’t going to be providing any lube when he fucked me. I choked myself, getting spit all down the shaft of his cock and all over the head. My face was slick with spit, and it dripped down my chin. Occasionally he would force the whole length of his dick into my mouth so that his head hit the back of my throat. He was forceful, but always careful with me at the same time. I felt safe with him. I felt like even if he used me rough I would be ok. After what felt like a blissful eternity he pulled out of my mouth and head me by the shoulders. I looked up into his face, and saw that same toothy grin. “You ready to get fucked now boy?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good, now get your ass on the bed.” He shoved me towards an open door to the right, and I darted onto the bed. Without being told I got up on all fours presenting my ass towards the door. I heard Sir chuckle as he walked in behind me, “Good boy.” I felt his hands on my ass and braised myself for his cock to start pressing on my hole dry but instead I felt his tongue lap at my hole. It darted about, flicking over my ass, slowly working inside me. I groaned, as I felt my hole opening steadily. I was no stranger to getting fucked and it didn’t take too much to get me ready, but Sir was taking his time. He savored my ass, getting it slick with his spit. Once Sir was satisfied that I was properly wet, he straightened up and started to rub his cock on my hole. I leant forward, and put my face into the mattress. After dropping a big glob of spit onto my hole he started to push in. His head was so wide and blunt that my hole resisted for a long moment before finally giving way. I gasped as the first inch of his cock slid into me. He held his cock there for a minute, dropped another glob of spit onto his shaft and pushed in again. Little by little he opened me to his massive girth, and I just became a whimpering puddle. He fucked me slowly at first, adding more spit and building up speed till there was a steady wet slap filling the room. I groaned with every stroke. It felt so good. I could feel my hole loosening around him. I began to slam my hips back against him drawing his cock into me deeper. After ten minutes or so he pulled out of my hole, and in one motion knocked me over so that I was now on my back with my legs in the air. He repositioned himself and sank back into my hole. I groaned and tossed my head back. He was hammering me relentlessly and I felt my entire body giving way. My muscles all went slack and I was just putty in his hands. “I’m gonna breed this cunt, boy,” he said, sweat shinning on his body. “Please, Sir! Breed my hole!” “Good boy. Take Sir’s load.” He slammed deep inside me, stretching my hole as wide as it would go, as he spasmed deep inside me. He shook a little as he came, and the big toothy grin came back. He stayed inside me, his cock not getting any softer, but finally he was still. “Here’s the deal boy, you have a choice now.” He flexed his cock in me, “You can tell me you’re done for the night, and leave now; but know that if you do that you will never see me again,” another flex of his cock, “or, you can stay here. Just know that saying means your committing to taking my cock all night whenever I want your hole,” another flex, “So which will it be.” I didn’t even have to think, “Please, Sir, fuck me again!” “Good boy, you may just turn out to be a fun new pig.”

I’m a complete cumdump slut. I live for having men cum in my holes, or on my body. I’m a very outdoorsy and active guy, and wear little clothing when it’s warm outside (which is all the time in the region I reside). What I do wear is usually skimpy, so men know I’m easy and available. When I’m at work, I get away with tight pants and button up shirts, with a jockstrap (or commando). I used to live in a small town, which made finding cock difficult (except at the local bookstore), so I’d often travel to larger cities to live out my fantasies. Hardly a day went by when I didn’t have at least two cocks shoot their cum deep in me at the adult bookstore. Weekends I was busy, taking anonymous cocks at bookstores, bathhouses, parks, or just hooking up via grindr in bigger cities. What as missing from my life were friends who knew all of me and accepted me. My co-workers did at times stimulate my intellectual curiosities, but I found them to still be rather conservative and at times just dull. In general, friends were hard to come by in my area. Most just didn’t want to delve into politics, science, and society as much as me. Almost all did not want to be friends with a slut, so I kept secret my cumdump antics, and brushed off judgment of my non-work attire by saying I felt restricted by clothing. They bought it, so I kept running with it. When it came to dating….well, it didn’t happen. I hadn’t had a date at all since living in a small town! Why would you date a slut if you weren’t willing to befriend one? Things changed when I was finally able to move to a bigger city and very quickly found those who accepted me as a cumdump. This is the story of how I met my best mates, and even fell in love. PART 1 – A cumdump finds friends surprisingly easily and plans the seduction of his crush… From left to right they are Chad, Stanley, Ryan, Toby, and Steven. I met them at my first ever venture into the gayborhood after moving to the area less than 3 days ago. The bar had a superhero theme night, and I like wearing costumes. I was waiting in line for the bathroom, and the group of them was in line behind me. They were mulling over one of their phones, laughing occasionally. The line progressed, and I stepped forward. One of them - I soon came to know as Chad - saw the opening space and pushed the one dressed as Robin (Toby), who stumbled into me from behind. We didn't fall, but his hands did end up on my shoulder and on my ass. The only barrier between us was my skintight Spiderman costume, as I only wore a jockstrap underneath. Usually, I’d wear less, but I also didn’t have many options since most of my boxes were still unpacked at my new place. "I'm sorry! Are you ok?" he asked. Did he just squeeze my butt? I stepped away from him straightening myself out. "I'm fine. No worries." I replied. "Watch where you're going, Toby!" We turned to see his friends laughing at their friend’s mishap. After some quips between Toby and his friends, he asked formally introduced himself to me. I put my hand out to shake his, "I'm Slade!" Toby introduced himself, then introduced me to the rest of his friends. As we chatted, and discovered common interests, I found myself drawn to Ryan (wolverine). He was so sexy! We all chatted and had a good time until it was my turn in the cue to use the bathroom. I stepped into the available stall, pissed, and walked out to wash my hands. I saw Ryan and Stanley still waiting, and waived at them after I dried my hands. Stanley called me over and invited me to join them the rest of the night. I agreed, thankful I made new friends so quickly. I spent a few more hours chatting with the group afterwards. The loud music made it hard to talk, so we ended up on a patio bar above the venue. Ryan and I connected instantly. He was more than wicked hot, as at one point he seemed to get semi-hard in his yellow tights…holy shit was he huge! Not yet fully hard, he was at least 11 inches! He noticed my gaze on his crotch, but we laughed the awkward situation and kept things g-rated. We discovered we were both actually nerds in our own way, and we spent several hours laughing, exploring new topics, and all together forgetting we were in a group. I really liked Ryan, but assumed he wouldn’t like the real me…the insatiable cumdump slut. Ryan was intelligent, wise, and overall a nice guy. He’d never want me. I resigned myself to having a good friendship with Ryan. Around 2 AM I started to feel tired and excused myself. We all said our goodbyes, and exchanged numbers saying we would meet up again tomorrow night. I started walking away to close my tab at the bar, which was situated just behind where we were sitting. While I was waiting for my turn, I heard Stanley say, “Ryan, he’s cute…and you two couldn’t stop talking with one another…you should ask him out!” Oh shit! They didn’t realize I was still within earshot. This is awkward… “He is cute, but I doubt he’s my type sexually. Ya’ll know what I like. Well, what WE like,” replied Ryan. Toby laughed and loudly announced, “Yea, a cum-filled slut!” They all shushed their loud friend, as I processed the information that they all like cumdump sluts. My face turned red, and my cock started to harden. “He checks all the boxes, but I doubt he checks that one. He’d be a nice new friend though…better than some” replied Ryan. I’m assuming he smirked and glared at Toby. I got lost in thought, momentarily present to hear the group had moved on to meaningless conversation while I finished paying my tab. I got an Uber home and stripped down to my jockstrap, and collapsed on my bed. I lay there digesting what I just heard. Ryan. Loves. Cumdumps. My heart fluttered. I concocted a plan for the following day to make Ryan recognize me as a cumdump, hopefully opening up an opportunity to explore more than just friendship. I drifted off to sleep with a smirk on my face. Waking up the next morning I was hard as a rock, but I decided to do nothing about it. I wanted to cum as Ryan deep-dicked my hole, sloppy from prior use. Instead I researched my new friends…some call it ‘lightly stalking’, but I call it prudent research in this day/age. I discovered them all on grindr, and learned they were all tops. Funny, I thought Steven and Toby were a couple, as were Stanley and Chad. Their profiles were mostly nondescript, but I did notice that all of them left the safe sex section blank. There wasn’t enough to confirm Toby’s announcement that they love cumdumps…so moving forward meant risking a new friendship. I contemplated this as I busied myself with other tasks. I spent the rest of the day unpacking and cleaning. By 5 PM I was mostly done and had made up my mind to take the risk and assume my new friends do love cumdumps. I had read about a nearby forested park men cruised at, so I decided I wanted to go for a run to explore the city more, and to spend some time at that park. I cleaned out my hole and got dressed in ankle socks, sneakers, a black jockstrap, and short, white running shorts split all the way up the side. My athletic bubble butt was spilling out the bottom of the shorts with my straps clearly visible. I decided to not wear a shirt that would cover my toned athletic body. It would just get damp with sweat and be uncomfortable. Stepping outside I hit the pavement, listening to the sounds of the city as I flew by. After 30 minutes, I ended up at the hidden parking lot entrance of a forested park. If I didn’t know to look for it, I would have missed it. There were a few cars around, and feeling curious, I walked towards a large wooden post with a map of the park and was staring at that when from beside me I heard. "You're a fag slut, aren't ya? I can tell from how you're dressed." I whipped my head towards the voice and saw a handsome, athletic man in his early 30s dressed in hiking boots, shorts, and a t-shirt. The man wasn't wrong. I am a fag slut, yet I stuttered from surprise, trying to find something to say as he walked towards me and pointed out a location out on the map. "I'll be there in 2 hours and I want you to be bred by at least a few guys who cruise that area first." He then turned me to a trail next to the sign and pushed me in that direction. I couldn't resist. I complied and walked through the woods, taking turns I remembered from the map. This was perfect, I had planned on meeting the guys – specifically Ryan - tonight with several loads in my hole, so all was going as planned. I knew I was in the right place when I came upon a hot older gentleman playing with his dick through his cargo shorts. My approach caught his attention - first panic, then lust. I licked my lips and he motioned me over. I immediately dropped to my knees and undid his shorts. He was going commando, because out sprung a 9" thick dick. I'm in Heaven. I launched onto his dick and swallow it halfway down my throat. I gagged. Damnit, I’m better than that! I close my eyes and focus for a second, relaxing my throat, and feel his dick slide deeper into me until my lips are at the base of his cock and my nose is in his pubes. "Holy Shit! You are a fucking dream! Fucking hot faggot slut!" he yells. He then grabs my head and starts plowing me as hard as he can. After a few minutes of that, he pulls out of me and I gasp for air as spit drips from my mouth and onto my chest. He tells me to take off my shorts and bend over a tree. I comply, holding my shorts in my hand. He spits a few times on my hole, and then slips his tongue in me as I moan. After a while, I groan, "Fuck me." The stranger stands up and I feel his cockhead at my hole. He applies pressure and enters me. He stops after 2 of his glorious 9 inches are in me, I presume to let me adjust. I smirk as I open my hole and shove back, swallowing his cock to the base with ease. It’s been a few days, but a whore is always ready. We both let out a deep moan. He now senses my hunger and proceeds to fuck me hard. Our sweaty skin slapping with each thrust must have been heard throughout most of the cruising area. I didn't care. I was in heaven. All too soon I felt his cock pulse and his thick hot cum coat my insides. He slowly pulled out of me, and I clenched my hole around his cock so as not to let any cum escape. He slapped my ass and said thank you. I was about to stand up, when I felt another cockhead at the entrance to my hole. I didn’t resist and in one thrust a thick 8 inch dick was buried in my cum-sloppy hole. I moaned as he started to fuck me. I was feeling bliss that sent shivers across my entire body. The second guy also did not last long, no more than a few moments passed before he dropped his man scuzz deep in my hole. When he stepped away, I quickly glanced and saw another handful of men behind me. Smirking, I turned around and pushed my ass out inviting the next man. After the third and fourth guy, I blissed out and lost count of how many men took turns on my ass. Not all had large dicks, but I didn’t care. I was a cum receptacle. I was brought out of my high when the man I met at the park entrance grabbed my head and brought me in to a kiss. He tasted of alcohol and weed, and had clearly returned from a workout. He smelled of sweat. He broke the kiss to ask “how many loads?” “I… don’t… know…“ I mumbled between moans as my hole was being ravaged by another man. He repeated his question to the crowd of men, and the first guy who fucked me was still there and said, “slut took 15 loads so far.” Oh shit! I am definitely primed for Ryan, but I still wanted more. Park entrance guy said, “Excellent! I love cum sloppy holes. Let me in him.” The guy currently fucking my sloppy hole stepped away as park entrance guy pulled out a massive 11 inch dick and plowed into me. I yelled from the sudden pain/pleasure I felt. My yell quickly turned into loud moans as he started to fuck me by pulling his dick out slowly then slamming it back in. After a few minutes of this, he started to pound me hard, and cum was pouring out my hole and down my legs, soaking the pouch of my jockstrap. Men were encouraging him to fuck me harder. Some even came on my legs and back as he thrust deep in me and planted his seed deep in my hole. He stepped away, and someone else was about to take his place, when I stopped them. I needed to get home and prepare for tonight. With my hole barely closing, leaking copious amounts of cum, I slipped on my shorts and raced home, realizing that if I stopped everyone would still smell and see the cum they plastered my back and legs with, and the cum trailing down my legs from my hole. Luckily I made it home quickly and without much incident. I bumped into a handsome older gentleman who was probably left wondering what he was covered in. I tore off my clothing, throwing it in my hamper, and plugged my hole with a large plug and showered. It was a bit after 9:30 PM when I got a group text from the guys. They were planning where to meet to go out. I was ready for this and suggested we go out to a specific bar I had learned about through some research. It was known for having men cruise in one of the bathrooms, which apparently had gloryholes in the stalls. The rest of the guys were indifferent and said OK. I texted Steven and Toby separately asking them for their help in getting ready since they lived together nearby. They said OK and told me they’d be over by 10 PM. When they arrived, I was in nothing more than a jockstrap, still plugged. I saw both their eyes bug out and when I turned after inviting them in, I saw them grinning at one another in the mirror facing my door. I really hope this works! “Thanks guys, I’m just bad at knowing exactly what to wear. Do you want a drink?” They shook their heads no. “Well then, why don’t you follow me to my bedroom?” As they followed me Steven commented on how my apartment looked nice. When we arrived to my bedroom, I stopped right where I had uncharacteristically left a towel on the floor. “I’m so sorry for the mess!” I bent down to pick it up, exposing the plug in my hole. “Holy shit! Are you plugged?” asked Toby. I laughed gently, throwing the towel into the hamper. “Yes, I am. It helps keep the loads in after I’ve been fucked.” This was a risk. I knew they liked cum sluts, but I could lose friends so quickly if they found this too much to handle. I swallowed slowly waiting for a response. They stared at me, then glanced at one another. I couldn’t read their expressions. “How… many loads?” asked Steven. I hesitated for a second. My heart jumped. This was it. “Sixteen” Another moment of silence ensued. Oh shit, my gamble failed! “Guys, I’m sorry-” I was cutoff as Steven rushed at me and kissed me deeply. Toby got behind me and joined our kiss. I reached down to both their cocks, feeling them through their shorts. Wow they were both already hard, and big! Their hands explored my nipples, ass, and cock. I broke the kiss to say, “I’m so happy I learned you all like cum sluts!” “Wait! Explain, what do you mean ‘learned’?” asked Toby. We stopped fooling around for a second and sat on the bed. I told them I was a cumdump, and about overhearing their conversation the prior night. Toby seemed emberassed, but I said I didn’t mind at all since I clearly am a cumdump slut. I told them how connected I felt with Ryan, and assumed he wouldn’t want me until I heard what Toby said about cumsluts. Toby started to get excited and gushed about how this is perfect, and Ryan deserved someone like me. Ryan apparently had been chatting all day with Toby about how much he liked me, and was debating to still ask me out. Toby also explained that he and Steven are a couple, and both tops, but they have a solution they both love, fucking cumdumps regularly. That’s how they met at a bathhouse, constantly competing to get into the same holes. They also met Ryan at the bathhouse, who introduced them to Chad and Stanley – also a top-top couple. Ryan was interested in a more conventional bottom-top arrangement. While the rest of them found love in each other, he always held out for someone who checked his damn boxes. Steven started to mimic Toby’s excitement when I asked them if they thought Stanley and Chad would want to fuck me. They said they know they would, as they also love cumdumps. “I have a plan...but first, I want you to fuck me hard.” Steven wasted no time throwing me back onto the bed, removing his clothing and slipping his cock into my open mouth. Toby, now naked as well, lifted my legs, and yanked the plug out of my hole. Cum rushed out of my hole before I could slam it shut, which he gathered with his hands, and lubed his long 10 inch pole with it. He slammed his cock in me, eliciting a yell that evolved into a groan. They fucked me at both ends for at least 10 minutes until both blew their loads. I slammed my hole shut to hold one in, while swallowing the entirety of the other. I knew I would gape soon, releasing all the cum in me, so I slammed the plug in my hole again. Toby spoke first, “What’s the plan, slutty Slade?” I grinned when he gave me a nickname. “OK, so I picked the bar for tonight because I heard the one bathroom in the basement is heavily used for cruising.” Steven nodded in confirmation. “My plan is to flirt heavily with Ryan and make him want me more, but after a drink I’m going to go to the bathroom, and I am going to take any cock willing to fuck my hole through the gloryholes. I want you all to keep Ryan busy, and don’t let him in the gloryhole bathroom. After an hour of me being gone, send the first of you to come ‘check’ on me, by which I mean fuck me and breed me. Each one returns and tells Michael how you couldn’t find me, but thought you saw someone that looked like me flirting with some guy on the patio, or somewhere else. I want to make him jealous, even angry. But make sure you keep him away from the bathroom.” “Why would you want that?” asked Steven. I smiled and replied, “He will fuck me harder if he’s all revved up from jealousy and anger.” The guys grinned at one another. I continued, “After all of you have fucked me, hang out until Ryan reaches a boiling point, then tell him there is a cumdump in the gloryhole bathroom he should go fuck to let off some steam.” “OK, that’s hot, but how will he know it’s you through a gloryhole?” asked Toby. “He won’t know it’s me. While he’s fucking me, I want one of you to come in to the bathroom and tell Ryan that everyone’s ready to leave for another bar soon, but no one could find me, so you sent me a text in the group chat. Encourage him to breed the cumdump slut on the other side of the gloryhole until he shoots his load. As soon as he’s done, I’m going to plug my hole. I’ll text that I’ll meet you out front, then clean up and join you.” I told Steven and Toby. Steven spoke first, “I don’t get it.” I continue, “Well, when we are walking to the next bar, I want you all to talk about the slut at the gloryhole you all fucked. Be explicit. Then ask me if I got a chance to fuck the cumdump. I’m going to reply… ‘I was the cumdump.’” Toby put his hand on my lower back and just mouthed the word ‘wow’. “Too much?” I asked. Toby replied, “No, it’s hot. I’m curious to see what happens then.” “Me too” I replied. “For now, I should get dressed.” Turning to Steven I asked him to call Stanley and Chad to see if they’re down to join in my endeavor. He left the room with a smile on his face, dialing Stanley. I opened my closet and asked Toby, “What do you think Ryan would want to see me wearing?”

It was close to the 4th of July and I really had no plans for the weekend so I decided to call up the local gay camp ground and made reservations for the weekend and booked a camping spot. Once the reservations were made I went around packing up my camping gear as well as plenty of lube poppers and my gear and some toys to take with me in hopes of having some fun. Once everything was packed up I got into my Jeep and started the drive to hopefully a fun weekend. A little about me. My new is Jonas I'm 19 and a freshman in college. I was on the highschool weight lifting team and it gave my 6 foot body a very strong definition of muscle. I have long black hair that fell to my back that I kept tied when training and competing and deep brown eyes. In the locker room I always got whistles from the other guys on the team because they all were jealous at my muscles ass and 8 inch cock swinging as I walked by. Many of my teammates didn't know unless they told each other but I have been fucked and fucked every member of the team all through highschool and they were all nervous it might get out. I always assured them I wouldn't say a word and it always calmed them. Now in college I have made it a point to have as much bare sex as I could because I wanted to start my new life with a new change. I wanted to be HIV+. I know that is a weird for a young man to want but I have wanted it for so long now. I have read many stories on how it has changed so many lives and how happier those who willing get pozzed to be free of wanting to not use condoms and love the natural feeling of bareback sex and I want to be as free. I got to the campground and paid for my site and started to set up my tent and get everything ready for the weekend. I went on Grindr adam4adam and a few more of the sites and aps I'm on letting as many guys as I could that I was there and accepting any and all loads they have no questions asked and bareback only. U got a few responses quickly from guys who were already there and those who said they will be there for the weekend. I responded to all of the and let them know my campsite number and told them I am ready for anything just let me know. I took out my sluttiest pair of underwear with the back removed so anyone could have access to my ass if wanted and walked around the grounds. I got a lot of looks by anyone passing me and a few walked up to me and probbed my all and felt my cock in the pouch. I was loving the attention from everyone. I started to make out with the closest guy to me and was trying to get my tounge as far as I could down his throat I didn't notice the cock probbing my hole until it forced its way to the root in my ass. I moaned loudly into the mouth of the guy I was kissing and it felt awesome. I stood there in such a glow feeling my tounge getting massaged by one guy and my ass being plowed by another. I came up for breath from his mouth and bent down to suck his cock and give the top who was pounding my ass by now a better angle. I didn't want this to end but I felt the familiar feeling of both cocks getting harder and I knew I was about to get wahat I wanted. Both guys grunted and shoved in hard and came at the same time. I slurped as much cum as I could from the guys cock and squeezed my ass hard to milk out the load in my ass. Once both guys were soft they pulled out my my holes making a popping sound from my ass and an empty feeling that needed to be fixed. I looked at both of my first fucks and saw they were guys I knew from the college weight lifting team. I looked like a deer in headlights to them and they said don't worry we both thought you were hot when we saw you after practice and when we saw that you posted you were here on Grindr we made sure that we would find you. I smiled at both of them and kissed both of them deeply before going our separate ways for now. I reached back at my ass and felt the stream of cum coming out of it and made sure to get every drop from my ass to my mouth. I looked at the direction my new teammates took and saw they were walking towards a uv light that was set up for the party for tonight and was shocked to see bright red uv tattoos on their asses of biohazard symbols and I was excited to know that I was going to get more than fireworks this weekend.

FUCK .. your mention of Nutsdeepbb made my hole spasm .. 😆

You have just made my head spin. I will be thinking about this for days (at least)! Thank you! -- Jamie in Massachusetts (in Andover, North of Boston)

I've been paying attention to this thread and reading the replies because I think about this a lot. I was in an open relationship for over two years with someone and we were both putting out all the time. It was a lot of fun but there were times when I wondered if it could last. We were in love and we still say I love you to each other all the time, but the love is more like a family member than a boyfriend. Now I'm in a committed relationship with one man but he shares me with his roommates and sometimes other men who stop in. So in a sense I'm still a slut because I love having my ass used by three guys, but at the end of the night I'm going to bed next to my man and waking up in his arms. I've fallen in love with him and would obey him if he said I couldn't ride other dicks, but I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't miss it.

oh my god you made me cum!

I bet Jeffery really did tear up Prince Erics already sore hole.

Can't wait to read the next part

Or he knows very well what the Sir is doing. Servants hear much more in a house than most people realize.

Umm... You do realize that the sheep are all leaning to their right...?

This is a Jess Royan/Crunchboy video that is over an hour long and does not have locked down access like most of the Crunchboy videos on xtube. However there is something wrong with the sound (like it was recorded slowed down). Jordan Dawson and Fabien get gangbanged during the Biohazard Party during 2017 Berlin Hustlaball The thing is that this was not posted by Jess Royan or Crunchboy but by someone else (who looks like they might be associated with the Hustlaball parties). So it could be a bootleg thing although that shouldn't be true since it's easy to find, it's been up for months and xtube would pull it if there were anything sketchy about the posting. JORDAN DAWSON & FABIEN GANGBANGED AT BIOHAZARD PARTY BER [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/jordan-dawson-amp-fabien-gangbanged-at-biohazard-party-ber-41864581

My first anon load wasn’t until my mid 20’s, at a bath house (the Denver swim club). I arrived pretty late on a weeknight, and it wasn’t particularly busy, but there were a few guys there. They used to have this great multi tiered public play room, with mattresses spread over the staggered levels. Late at night I went in there to rest un an upper level and dozed off. I was woken up by someone fingering my ass. My heart was racing and I didn’t look up, but I spread my legs and raised my ass. He slid his dick in and fucked for a couple of minutes before loading my hole. After he finished, a guy that had been watching in a corner came over and started to slide his dick in. I was so turned on by what was happening that I blew came as he was fucking me. He came shortly after. After that, I was HOOKED.

I'd have worn them backwards so my ass spoor would be on his cock and balls. 😉 Not so bad, no...

Gotta say, I have taken used underwear from friends laundry baskets, especially of their dads or older Bros. Ashamedly, i looked after a friends house once for 2 weeks, fancied her rugby playing husband. I wore his clean underpants everyday and ironed them back into his drawer, used by me. Bad eh?

So far, I have never failed to take a man’s cock. That doesn’t mean they were all easy to take, or pleasant - some were definite challenges, and a few have been breathtakingly painful. The longest I know for certain was no shorter than 11 actual inches, but I was surprised that I had no trouble with him burying it in me to the root. There was a 9+, however, that made me gasp with every thrust. A year and a half ago in Indianapolis I took the thickest cock I have ever seen on a man. A bit bigger than beer can - I would love to have measured it. As it was, I just lubed and poppered heavily and held on for the ride. He was neither slow nor careful. Worse, about halfway through, he switched me over to missionary to go for depth. I felt every centimeter of every thrust pass through the depths of my cunt, and when he finally (this was no quick fuck) came, I felt every single one of his nine(!) cum spurts pulse themselves the length of his shaft. It hurt. But that fuck was a joy to me to take because of the bliss on that man’s face and the way his deep voice notched up an octave in his moan of pleasure when he pressed that enormous organ as deeply into another man as it could physically go and release its load. It doesn’t get any better than that for me, and if that’s what’s waiting at the end, no cock is too big. I’ll take it somehow.

My first apartment on my own....had a knock at the door one evening at it was a cute college kid (not much younger then me at the time) selling magazine subscriptions......I asked if he had gay porn and winked!....he laughed and ended up fucking me on the living room floor. I know it's not a "service man" experience but he had a beautiful dick and wanted to share my experience with yall.

Part 2 Jackson and Alverez were carefully checking each room, it was like a maze down here they had been in three Labs and 2 offices, and so far, they had found nothing except one dishevelled office papers scattered and chair over turned with what looked like black ink up one wall but that could have been caused by panic when the alarm sounded. Jackson moved up to an open glass door way to what looked like an office area small cubicles filled the space like any office in America where the windows would have been seemed to be computer screens showing the containment breach information and advising all to get to the shelter for decontamination. The screens provided no real light only casting more shadows but he though he saw a movement towards the back of the room. He muttered into his mic “Jackson to Alverez I think I've seen someone I'm moving into the office south of the lab you're in now” he moved into the room and heard a click behind him Jackson looked back to see the door had closed and a red light flashed over a slot for a key card Alverez’s voice came back over the com link “heading to you now” Jackson muttered again. “The damn door closed on me I will check on this contact then move back and try open it” a brief “Rodger “ came back over the mic and Jackson sighed and lifted the gun beginning to move. He moved down the aisle of cubicles with careful trained motions scanning for anyone who could be hiding, but the flickering computer screens and the emergency lights caused dancing shadows that made this almost impossible. He was halfway through the room about to give up when a soft thud behind him made him spin around. Something grabbed his head. There was a blur of colour in front of his face. He went to let out a shout of alarm, but it was muffled by something being forced into his mouth then down his throat. It was slimy and dripping something; he gagged at the sensation and pushed back, stumbling backwards. He landed hard on his ass looking up at what had just attacked him with his hand trying to wipe the fluid from his mouth and his eyes wide. The creature has once been a man but now … It was naked and tall maybe 6:02. Its skin was grey and pulled taught over bone and over defined muscle. Its body hair and eyes were jet black. Spider webbing across its body were black veins that pulsed with a strange toxic green light converging over the thing's heart forming an eerie replica of the bio hazard symbol. Jackson felt his eyes pulled down to the creature's crotch. A massive member hung between its legs. It was still swinging from when the thing grabbed him, and it was getting hard. Jackson was finding it hard to think, hard to breathe. His mind was fuzzy. He was too hot; he could feel his body break out into a sweat and needed to get out of his cloths. He needed to be near the creature. Its black eyes not leaving his, Jackson's hands moved clumsily to the clasps on his vest and pulled the release buckles. It clattered to the floor forgotten as he pulled off the jacket and t-shirt tossing them to the side exposing his body to the humid air, Sweat was trickling down his chest and abs both dusted with light bond hair. He realised he had never been so horny. Every nerve was on fire. He fumbled with his trousers his eyes never leaving the glorious creature In front of him. The creature seemed to sense its prey was ready and moved up to the young man caressing his body with its fingers and tongue. Jackson shivered as it seemed to spend time licking and smelling every inch it could reach abs, biceps armpits. Then when the thing's tongue and mouth pressed over his left nipple, he let out a moan of pleasure. Hard as iron and leaking precum, his cock strained against his trousers. The thing could sense the pure fluid leaking from its prey. Its hands moved to his fatigues; they were ripped off of him and flung into the darkness. The same fate befell the boxers - one swift movement and Jackson was naked only his socks and boots left, His six inch shaft hard as a rock pointing at the creature almost offering the large droplet forming on the tip. Jackson moaned. Desperate for it to touch him, his mind screamed for him to stop. "What are you doing you're not even gay and this thing is a monster!" Even that went silent when the thing sat down in front of him its head moving forward its tongue delicately licking up the droplet of precum before its mouth engulfed his whole member with one swallow. Its throat massaged him as if trying to pull the cum out of him. Waves of pleasure crashed through him; his mind almost lost to the pleasure and fog of the thing's saliva. After a short time, it pulled back and Jackson let out a whimper of loss. Collapsing unable to stand, his legs were weak after the onslaught. The thing caught him and lifted him to its face that long tongue moved down his taint. Jackson's whimper became another moan of pure pleasure as the hot breath of the creature and its long tongue met and invaded his hole. It would circle and then press in deeperf each time the ooze doing its job and opening Jackson up and getting him ready for the Gift his maker was about to give him. The creature and Jackson could hear something banging, screaming and shouting, but they were both too consumed with the hunger to pay it any real attention. The headset down by the vest on the floor was buzzing with sound, but it, too, was forgotten now. All that mattered was the thing and the pleasure it was giving him. Jackson felt himself get lowered by the things strong arms, and he felt a pressure on his hole. His mind tried to fight back. He tried to struggle, but the things grip was like steel; tears welled and fell down his face as the thing forced him down onto the huge toxic cock. He cried out as he felt like he was being impaled by molten iron his hole trying to stretch impossibly wide. His last true thought was, "This can't be happening." Then the head broke through. A flash of white-hot agony took him, but mercifully his thoughts faded and with them the pain. It was still there and spreading though him like a wild fire from where that toxic member had entered him, but the pleasure beat it out. The creatures precum already starting the corruption that would take him soon enough. He was face to face with the creature now half impaled on its cock. Full of lust wanting more, needing more. he kissed it deep. The tongue again went down his throat. There was no gagging now, no revulsion. The toxic thing moved him up and down slowly at first then faster more urgent. He broke the kiss, and Jackson's head was thrown back screaming with the pleasure as each move brought him higher and higher. Each pump of its toxic cock brought him closer. Without warning, the creature grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him balls deep ripping him open inside fully planted, fully claiming its prey. It looked him in the eyes as it screamed out its triumph, pulsing rope after rope of thick black corruption into its new creation flooding it so there was no turning back. Jackson let out one final moan of pure ecstasy as he was forced to take the whole massive toxic length. He did not notice the tearing or the pain only the pleasure as the Toxic Thing's pulsing cock had sent him over the edge, and his own cum erupted from him. The mouth of the thing he was riding swiftly engulfing his steel-hard cock not missing a drop and sucking the last of his pure fluids from him. Everything went still except for Jackson panting. The thing pulled him off of its softening cock and held him in its arms black toxic cum and blood spilling from Jackson's ruined hole and dripped down his leg pooling on the cheap office carpet like spilled ink. He whined and twitched, and the change started in earnest. His skin was already going gray, and veins were spider webbing across is body inch by inch. His dick was growing as the body fat seemed to be draining away from him. As Jackson was being reborn, the thing carried him from the room almost tenderly. Alverez looking on in horror from behind the bullet proof glass unable to help his friend.

Doug stepped forward and reached down to gently pluck the wilting cock from Olivers pink hole. "nngh" Oliver grunted in protest as doug collected a thick glob of cum from the boys leaking hole and smeared it delicately across the head of his throbbing prick. "There there ollie, dont worry. Nobodys going to keep you empty tonight" Doug pushed the length of his meat forward, skewering the greedy boy as he gripped the teens slender hips and drove deep into his cummy guts. Oliver groaned again, his eyes rolling into his head as he gripped Josephs harness and held him, rocking up and down on Dougs tool. "You have such a thirsty little pussy ollie. how many loads does that nice pink hole have?" Doug pulled the boys hips back and forth, working the cream into his body. "just...just one....oh god i want it. please cum inside me" Oliver pleaded as the slick cum dribbled around dougs cock, becoming a slime that coated his ass. "i will baby i will." Olivers chest heaved as he pushed back against the bloated cock. Getting doug to shoot into him was his only thought as he rolled his hips and began swirling dougs sticky tool in his jizz filled cunt. "here comes number two ollie, nice and deep" Doug grunted as he planted his rod deep into the boy and let his balls pump their warm syrup deep into the boys greedy hole. Oliver gazed widely into josephs eyes as he panted with each shot. "hes doing it. hes cumming in me" Oliver gloated as his guts filled with dougs warm seed. The next few hours were a drug fueled blur for Oliver as he lounged poolside, playing with a sticky mess of his own cum on his chest, and gently fingering the fresh loads in his ass. A mix of handsome men would occasionally lift his legs into the air and slip inside the greedy boy, but none could resist his pussy longer than a few minutes before surrendering their cum. glancing around he smirked contentedly as he could hardly make out a single cock that hadnt dumped at least one load into him. for a moment he wondered how good it would be to fuck his own pussy. Doug was right, after all, he did seem to have a perfect fuck hole now. Stretching his arms and legs he sighed contentedly as he fancied himself the king of cocks tonight. "hows my boy ollie, nice and full?" Oliver smiled up at dougs towering frame and dunked a sticky finger into his ass, returning it to his mouth. "mmhmm" he grinned drearily. "they taste so good" he confessed. "wait..." ollie squinted across the tables to a lone blonde, toned with a swimmers build, he was idly thumbing through his phone. "who is that" Oliver remarked. He hadnt seen the guy fucking at all. come to think of it, he hadnt seen him so much as take his cock out all night. Oliver seemed visibly irate that someone with such an obviously large cock would dare to pass him up. "Oh thats max, hes my son. he doesnt really get into the festivities, but likes to keep tabs on his old man i guess. his boyfriends out of town for the week so hes spending a few days here." Doug watched olivers hungry eyes as they stared on and grinned mischeviously. "say ollie, why dont you bring him a nice bottle of gatorade from the cooler. im sure he'll appreciate it." While doug knew Olivers hole was truly spectacular, he delighted more in empirical evidence of his handiwork. none of his guests could pass up the boys tight cheeks and warm silky hole save one, his own son. Doug was eager to find out if he could not only get his son to cheat, but get him to willingly barefuck Olivers perfect poz cunt. Sitting to enjoy the party, he watched as Oliver delivered the spiked beverage. "thirsy?" Oliver smiled. Max looked up at the jizz covered boy, seed running from the crack of his ass down the inside of his leg, and laughed. "sure!" max smiled. "nobody ever talks to me at these things" max confessed between gulps, "but hey, im max." oliver wiped his sticky hand on his leg and presented it to shake as max let out a chuckle. "im oliver." he chirped, laying next to Max and getting comfortable. "christ kid you look like a fucking donut." Max remarked as oliver smiled. "yeah, except most of the creams on the inside" Oliver turned over and slapped his ass. "youre poz?" Max remarked at the tattoo. "guess so" replied the boy. "how many guys have fucked you?" Max finished the bottle and wiped the sweat from his brow. "you're the only one who hasnt" oliver watched as the boys cock began to swell. "its hot out here" Max fumbled for a towel to cover his growing erection as oliver brushed his hand back. "no dont, please? can I see it?" Max sighed, looking at the eager boy and figured a peek wouldnt be the end of his relationship. "okay, but im dating someone so just a peek. thats all" Max slipped his cock out as oliver felt his hole twitch. He had to have it. the perfect head, the light fuzz at the base. "can i see your balls too?" ollie plyed and was rewarded with Max slipping the speedo off and exposing his two pink pendulous nuts. "youve got a big one" ollie remarked with bated breath. "heh yeah i guess so. no complaints so far." Max reached again for the towel and was rebuked. "is it all the way hard? i mean its pretty big but i bet its bigger than that. stroke it up a little?" ollie smiled, scooting closer to the boy. "sure i guess so." max halfheartedly began working the foreskin up and down his shaft. "here can i try? just for a little bit and ill stop, promise" oliver laid his sticky hand on the boys thigh as max pondered and the drugs eased his protests. "okay, just do it a little though. Ive got a boyfriend." Oliver gripped the throbbing tool and gently pumped. "i bet that feels good. Guys with big cocks never stroke them enough I think." Oliver continued gently pumping max as he sighed and leaned back. "you know what feels really nice? you gotta rub your balls too. that way it gets all that cum ready to go" Ollie openly fondled the boys genitals with both hands, eliciting another contented sigh from his prey. what had been just a little was now a ten minute hand job. "pump pump pump. there we go, i knew it. youve got a REAL big one max" oliver straddled the boy to turn his full attention to the tool as he continued to pump gently. As max closed his eyes Oliver reached around and gently pushed, collecting a fistful of warm jizz from his hole. "Sometimes big cocks get irritated if you jerk them too long so you should lube it when you can." Oliver massaged the cum into max's hard cock and was rewarded with a gentle moan. "thats the way" oliver smiled, working the jizz down tthe shaft and around his balls. "not bad for a little donut, huh max?" the boy reached up to ollies hands and was ignored. "Big cocks are my favorite max, I know all about them." Oliver continued jacking the boy. "the size, the shape, heck i even know when theyre gonna cum. once you start stroking you cant stop. you gotta make that big cock cum otherwise you get sore." max just groaned as the boy slid up to straddle his hips and move the dripping cock behind him. "whats your favorite donut max?" Oliver was now jacking the boy against his crack. "oh god i cant do this ollie youre poz" Max grunted as oliver ignored his protests and continued lewdly fondling his tool. "mines cream filled" ollie remarked. "theyre the best. once people try a cream filled one..." Oliver slipped the head of the boys cock into his hole and rested his hands on max's shoulders. "they dont ever want anything else. isnt that right max?" Oliver grinned as he felt the instinct take over and Max push into him.

Part 2 Well, hey there." I replied, trying to sound casual while my heart was pounding a mile a minute. "You off work now?" "Yea." He replied. "Uh, so I should ask, are you Steve or Craig?" "Oh Craig." I replied. "So, you wanna hang and have a drink?" I asked, biting my lip, expecting him to say he couldn't. I knew if I could just get close to him, I could trap him in my web. "Yea, that would be cool." He replied. "But.....the thing is, I'm not 21 yet. Is that a problem?" I almost laughed. "Problem? No man, not at all. So....how old are you?" "I'm 18. I just recently graduated. This is my summer job before college." Oh sweet hell, I thought to myself as my hard dick seeped some precum into my jeans. "That's awesome. We can still meet at the lounge at my hotel, we'll order you a coke." "That sounds fine." He replied. So I gave him the hotel information and we agreed we would meet there at 9:30. Steve and I rushed back to the hotel where I debated if I should grab a quick shower, but decided no, I'll just leave my natural smell. Steve and I got really stoned, and I prepared a little dose of G to try and slip into Ken's drink. At 9:30, we were at the lounge, but Ken was no where to be seen. I was afraid he had chickened out. Which honestly, would have been better for him. He had no idea what he was walking into. Steve and I ordered beers and a coke, which made it very easy to slip the G in, since he wasn't here yet. At 9:40, he walked in looking like the perfect sacrificial lamb. He was wearing white shorts and a button up shirt, making him look like a modern, preppy Prince Eric. I noticed his legs were hairy, but that can be fixed. I did love the fact that his legs were well defined, which practically guaranteed the rest of him would be too. I waved him over and he smiled that boyish smile. After we all shook hands, such a polite boy, he sat down and took his first sip of his laced coke. "So," I just jumped right in. Hell, I was stoned. "What promoted you to agree to call me? I'm old enough to be your dad." "How old are you? If you don't mind me asking?" He enquired. "45." "My dad's 39. So I guess you're older than him." That thought just made my dick ache more. "I don't know, you seemed nice, you know. I get hit on a lot. People are really creepy. But you didn't come across that way." He said, as he ran his fingers through his thick hair. I was so glad to see it wasn't a wig he had been wearing. But I chuckled silently to myself that he thought I wasn't creepy. If he only knew what was in store for him. "So," I started, hesitantly. "You said you liked my shirt." "Yea, well, I'm curious about......well I'm gay, and I've had sex a few times, but I've seen stuff, you know, like, on the internet....." He trailed off, drinking more of his coke. "Like kinky stuff?" I prodded. "Yea." He replied bashfully. Oh God I wanted him. "Like what?" I probed further. "Like, stuff.... you know. Like tying someone up, or blindfolding them. I don't know. I'm just curious. And I said when I came here I would try new things. And it's hard to meet certain guys, and the internet is just, I don't know, it's hard." "Where did you come from?" I asked. "Utah. Yea I'm Mormon. I'm going to BYU in the fall. Go courgars." He said, raising his fist in the air. "I'm putting off going on my mission for a while." I jumped a little when Steve grabbed my knee under the table. This corruption was getting better and better. "Hey, I gotta use the John." He said, getting up. As I watched that nice, round ass walk away, I turned to Steve." Can I keep him. Please?" I mock begged him. Steve laughed. "We'll see. This still might not go in your direction." "The kids putty in my hands." I replied. "All I have to do is get him up to our room, and I can guarantee he'll be carrying my babies in a couple of hours!" "Mine too?" Asked Steve. "Of course baby." I replied as I kissed him on the lips. "After I impregnate him, his little pussy will be open for business." "Is it warm in here?" Asked Ken as he sat back down. I smiled a little smile at Steve. The G was starting to work. "I have an idea." I said. "Our drinks are finished, let's go up to our room and chill a little more." "Sounds cool." Said Ken, standing back up. "Lead the way." I will, I thought. I'm leading this lamb to slaughter. I liked that my Prince was shorter than me. I much prefer dominating smaller guys. He was probably 5'9" to my 6ft and Steve's 6"2'. And I decided to assert my dominance the second the elevator closed. I pushed Ken against the wall and started kissing him. He was surprised at first, but quickly melted into me. This kid was going to be easy. I rubbed my hands on his face while my tongue probed his mouth. His face was a smooth as silk. Not a hair on it. I didn't stop until the doors opened. Once inside our room, I opened the mini bar and brought out three beers as Steve put towels at the bottom of the door . "Have you drank before?" I asked him. "A couple times. Not very much though." Was his reply. "Good." I said. "Ever smoked weed?" "No, I don't think I should do that." "Now come on. It's practically legal everywhere now. And besides, you did say you were going to try new things." "You're right." He said decisively. "Weeds not THAT bad. Sure." "And it will help relax you." I said as I lit a joint and inhaling. I handed it to Ken, and he held it to those lucious pink lips of his, and inhaled, coughing almost immediately. "You have to cough to get off!" I smirked. He bravely took another hit, and struggled to hold it in. He succeeded for a few seconds before coughing it out. Steve and I took a couple of hits, then handed it back to Ken. This time, he was able to hold it in without coughing. Soon the joint was gone, and Ken was high, and giggely, and more talkative. I managed to talk him out of his shirt and my mouth went dry as I surveyed his creamy, smooth skin, and his big, pink nipples. Nipples that were born to be abused. He talked about his life back in Utah on the farm, which explained his awesome body. He talked about his 4 brothers and three sisters. He talked about once, when he was younger, he spied on one of his older brothers masturbating in the barn. How it excited and scared him, but he couldn't take his eyes off his brothers cock. He talked about the few sexual encounters that he had. It turns out, they were mostly blowjobs, and he fucked a guy once. But he had never been fucked. Oh my God. I was going to impregnate a virgin Mormon boy. While he talked, Steve handed me four blue pills. Two were extasy, two were Viagra. I popped my two and told Ken to open his mouth. "What are those?" He asked through slited eyes. "Do you trust me? They're just going to make you feel real good." He just smiled at me as he popped them in his mouth and washed them down with the last of his beer. "So," I started. "Since a lot of what you've probably seen online is roll playing, can we do a little. Can I call you Eric? Can we pretend you really are Prince Eric." "Yea." He laughed. "I figured you wanted to, but I didn't know how to bring it up." "Sweet, and one more thing. Eric was nice and smooth. I want to shave your legs." "Really? I mean I don't know......" He stopped. "New things!" He pronounced. It's only hair, it'll grow back." With that, I took his hand and led him into the bathroom while Steve packed a glass pipe with some T. As I ran some bathwater, I pulled down Eric's shorts and underwear, admiring how well built his thighs were. He had a beautiful cock that was getting hard. I took the clippers to his legs first, and had them almost smooth in no time. Then I took the clippers to his bushy pubes. He didn't even object, he just let me do my work. Then I sat him in the tub. I did first one leg, then the other, then had him stand up so I could finish his crotch. His cock was rock hard and stood straight up, probably 6 inches. He moaned as I lathered his cock and balls, and carefully shaved the rest of his pubic hair. Soon, he was totally hairless, which just added to his boyish beauty. I did not touch his armpit hair though. That's a bit of a fetish for me. There is something so sexy to me about a hairless boy with hairy pits, and Eric's we're nice and bushy. After I washed him off, I wrapped a towel around him and we returned to the other room. Steve had changed into some of his leather items, including his leather jock strap. He didn't want Eric to see his mamoth cock yet. I had a really nice 8 inches, but Steve had a fat 10 inches with a big mushroom head. Guaranteed to destroy Eric's virgin hole. "One last thing." I said as I sat Eric between us on the bed. "What's that?" He asked, looking at the pipe Steve was about to smoke. "It's called Tina." She's a lot of fun. You'll like her." "Is that meth? I don't know, I've heard so many bad things about it." "Trust me my Prince." I said stroking him. "It's ok. We've been enjoying it for years. It's ok once in a while. Now, he's going to take a hit, and when he puts his mouth on yours, breath in while he exhales." I watched as the smoke passed from my partner to my new prize. After he exhaled, I held it up to his pink lips and lit the bowl, telling him to hold it until I said exhale. My cock started getting hard again as I watched his young, muscled chest expand, knowing his life would never be the same from this moment. After he blew out a big white cloud I took a hit myself, then placed my mouth on his. He didn't need to be told what to do a second time. When he exhaled, I held the pipe up to his lips. He took two hits from the pipe for our one each, so he had 8 full pipe hits, plus 8 shotgun hits from us. When we finished the pipe, is blue eyes had turned into saucers and he had a glazed look on his face. It was time for the real party to begin.

As the woozy boy slurped jakes cock clean he noticed a surprising influx of people and felt somewhat relieved. "at least Seth didnt lie about a party" he thought to himself. Jake watched the dopey boy slump back on the couch and just as he'd stepped away to search for his clothes, another random guy took his place. Pointing his prick at Chris' oozing hole he wiggled the head gently against his flush cheeks. "up" he commanded, tapping the boys knee as if a master jockey. Obediently Chris smiled and lifted his legs again. "Jake hey this guys gonna f-oooh" the boy groaned before he could finish his sentence as he was skewered by a thick black cock. "good boy" the toned top smiled to chris, grasping a wad of his curly hair and beginning a fierce pounding. "Jaaake, Im getting fucked" Chris slurred, as the clap of his cheeks filled the room. "Jake!" barked Seth from across the room. Turning to face the boy, Jake was surprised at how fast the night had seemed to progress. Seth was leaned over the kitchen table with a dreamy look on his face and his cock bobbing up and down as a red haired boy fed his impossibly long tool into him. "are you having lots of fun?" seth panted between thrusts. "yeah hey, so, i cant find my clothes." for a moment he was lost in the event unfolding. Watching the thick cock gliding effortlessly in Seths pussy was tantalizing. "I think" Seth panted, "I think Mikey moved them to his room so they didnt get trampled. check...there" he huffed, clearly occupied. Jake nodded and wandered down the hall, checking rooms for Mikey until he felt a tug on his arm. "Jakey!" mikey beamed with big wide eyes. "I need, I gotta borrow you for a minute." Jake followed Mikey into the dim room. "Are my pants-" "shhhh" Mikey hushed him. "This is Clint and hes going to college tomorrow" mikey waved his finger at a young man gagged and tied to the bed. "but he needs a little shot of confidence first" Mikey reached down to fondle Jakes semihard cock. "o-oh okay" Jake panted as Mikey pulled him closer between the boys legs. "Say hi to Jake, clint! hes going to fill you up nice and full in a minute" Jake cooed, as he tugged the plastic cap off a syringe with his teeth and busied himself with tying the young boys arm. "is he okay?" Jake asked, noting the boys obvious protest. "oh he just needs a little medicine first ya know! just relax clint and we'll be all done before you know it" mikey pumped the boys forarm until a vein was visible. "dont fight now baby. mikeys gonna take good care of you." Clint let out a grunt of protest as Mikey dipped the needle into his arm. The boy struggled visibly as Jake watched curiously. "shh were almost there sweetie just relax" Mikey pulled the tubing off the young boys arm and watched as his fight melted into soft moans. "viola!" mikey smiled, and slipped the gag from the freshmans panting mouth. "are you okay?" jake stroked the boys hip as he toyed with his own drooling prick." "yeah man hey" clint looked up, giggling. "im straight" he mumbled. "its cool" Jake reassured the spun teen as he began gliding his hand up and down the boys warm uncut cock. Mikey gently stroked the boys chest as Jake became overcome with lust. His hard poz cock could breed anyone, even this stupid kid. Jake felt powerful. for the first time in a long time he felt dominant and unstoppable as he glanced between the boys legs. "does it feel good?" he asked, smearing the boys precum down his shaft. Jake searched the room and as if reading his mind, mikey produced a small bottle of lube. "give it to him" Mikey whispered. Jake needed no further prompting as he began gently working the boys virgin hole open with his fingertips. Sure, he was straight, but not anymore. The sandy blonde was rocking gently on his hand, massaging his own hole as Jake encouraged him to let go. slipping his fingers from the young tight hole, he aimed his poison prick and looked into Clints eyes. he wanted to see it, the look when his own hole betrayed him and the cock slipped in. As the boys ring snapped around Jakes head he groaned. "here clint" Mikey held the small brown bottle under the boys nose, "nice deep breath!" he coached, as Clint took flight and the obstinate hole finally relaxed to let Jakes toxic cock inside. Jake fed his cock up into the boy for what seemed like hours, until he felt a gentle pawing at his own tight cunt. "relax" mikey soothed, as he smeared more and more lube up his hole. Jake was too far gone to care, and just kept thrusting as mikey encouraged the two and worked jakes tight hole open. "I cant-" Jake stopped suddenly, balls deep in the boy as Mikey gently grabbed his hips and the cool steel of his cockring contacted Jakes hole. "yes you can baby yes you can." Mikey began thrusting in time with Jake, pushing his cock into the top as he fed his own leaking cockhead up into Clint. "nice deep breath" mikey held the bottle to Jakes nose and without thinking he obeyed as the room began to spin. "whoa" he gasped, and as he came to his senses he realized he was stuffed full with Mikeys long thick shaft. "oh my god" jake moaned. "Dont ever tell Seth we did this he would fucking kill me, but i need to blow a load in you." mikey began to pump in and out of Jakes pussy. "dont stop jake keep fucking, remember you have to cum in him." Jake looked down at the drooling boy and complied, flexing his hips and continuing to fuck as Mikey looked down to watch his toxic fuckstick gliding into the top Seth had worked so hard to make. "i gotta cum" Jake moaned. "I know you do baby thats it, inside him, nice and deep" mikey coaxed, knowing Jakes own orgasm would milk him dry. Jake milked the cum out of the boys cock, and clint obediently milked Jake as Mikey laid his head on Jakes shoulder and pushed deep, releasing his toxic load. The three boys shared eachother as warm cum filled Jakes manhole, and poz seed filled Clints virgin pussy.

Jake groaned and drove his hips deeper into Seth as his hole seemed to be milking all his cares away. "here" seth offered, as he turned onto his knees and against the couch. "now you can drive it nice and deep" Seth panted, as he spread his thick ass to expose his swollen pink pussy. Jake stared at the winking mancunt, the soft blonde fuzz that bordered it framed the hole and made it look inviting and natural. How many times had he cum into Seth? he couldnt think of a number if he tried. Instead He watched as he willingly fed his prick back up inside, gripping seths hips he began to pound hard. "that a boy" seth groaned. "breed that cunt baby." Jake needed no encouragement, and with one long final stroke he buried his leaking poz cock to the hilt, spilling another copious load into the devious boys sloppy ring. "Get some rest buddy, We have a big party coming up next weekend and I'd hate for you to miss it." Jake collapsed back onto the couch. "I cant do any more of this man" he pleaded. "now thats not the can-do attitude of a good top at all Jake. Be there sunday night for board games and movies!" Seth offered with a bright eyed smile. Seeing no reaction, he added coldly as he tugged his pants back on and headed to the door, "Or your boyfriend might find out where you like to shoot your cum instead." The days ticked by and soon enough, Jake found himself pulling into Seths driveway. He knew this was wrong, but just thinking about the chance to breed the two cumdumps again made him throb. rapping at the door he was greeted by a jock-clad Mikey who invited him in. "Hi Jake! I hope you dont mind but i couldnt find a good board game so I thought we'd play with this instead." Seth nodded to the curly haired boy on his couch, pants pooled around his ankles. Jake began to wonder why he ever thought Seths intentions would be more than manipulative. "who the hell is he?" Jake replied incredulously as he watched Seth continue to stroke the boys uncut meat. "meet..." Seth paused as he fished through a wallet to find an ID. "Chris!" Seth chimed. "thats my name too" the boy slurred, turning to look at Jake with glassy eyes and a laugh. "he was mikeys uber driver today and then he decided to stay and have fun, isnt that right Chris?" Seth paused for the boys foggy mind to register the question. "uh huh" he nodded. "here" seth reached for the boys hand and placed it around his cock. "keep jerking it baby just like that, I need to talk to Jake for a minute" As if on autopilot, Chris obeyed and began stroking. "what the hell is wrong with him?" jake asked. "Nothing buddy we just gave him some feel good medicine." seth calmly assured. "more like medicine cabinet" mikey snickered. raising his voice, Seth announced to his newfound plaything, "Chris just turned nineteen! and Jake stopped by to give him a nice birthday present isnt that right jake" Seth turned to Jake and began undoing his jeans. "you cant be serious..." Jake stammered. "YEP!" seth smiled, fishing the tops hard cock out. "but its a surprise" Seth announced. "I love surprises my girlfrinnnd got me a cool hat once" Chris smiled to Jake. "Yeah surprises are fun arent they Chris! so no hints jake or youll spoil the gift." seth stared coldly into Jakes eyes and made his intent clear. "Off." Seth pointed to Jakes clothes and he reluctantly removed them. "now isnt that better? Lets get comfy on the couch." Seth offered, and returned to the stroking young man. "Your weiner is...huge" chris slurred, as he selfishly reached over to slide his hand up and down the length. "god thats big" he mumbled, pumping Jakes cock. "remember what i called your butt chris?" pausing to think for a moment his eyes lit up, "oh hah yeah man" he stumbled to his feet. "my boypussy" he giggled, spreading his cheeks and revealing his hole, "Thats right." Seth smiled as Jakes hard cock began to drool at the sight of the boys virgin hole. "Can Jake taste your boypussy Chris?" "heh okay" he smiled. Thanks to Seths hard work, Jakes first instinct seeing the bright pink hole was in fact to begin tonguing it mercilessly, slowly relaxing it. "oh fuck" chris groaned, as Jake hungrily slurped away at the tight hole. "Doesnt that feel nice chris?" Seth encouraged the boy. "its really good" he panted, willingly surrendering his tiny pucker to Jakes warm wet mouth. "You know what to do Jake, just keep eating that tasty boypussy" Seth squeezed a cool dollop of lube into his fingertips and began working Jakes rock hard shaft. "Remember to jerk your cock Chris, make it feel good." Seth smiled as the boy obediently resumed stroking his leaking prick. With one last groan Chris surrendered his load into seths waiting palm as he stroked the boys chin, his tight cunt squeezing against Jakes tongue. "Chris, lean back on the couch and let Jake kneel between your legs buddy." Seth positioned the spun out boy onto the couch with a plop, and slid his legs up and out to expose his hole. "now just relax buddy" Seth began administering the boys cum liberally onto his hole as Jake watched Seth violate Chris with his own fluids. "give me a little push chis, nice and gentle" the boy complied, and naively continued to assist Seth in his own pozzing as his finger slipped inside the virgins hole. "hes really tight. Mikey can you get some more medicine?" As if second nature, Mikey loaded a syringe and quickly returned to the boys side, wrapping tight plastic tubing around his arm. "what is that?" Chris asked with a nervous look. "Its okay baby we're just going to give you more feel good medicine. Make a big fist for me" Seth wrapped Chris' hand into a fist, and he complied. "now just watch me Chris. where are my fingers?" "inside" Chris groaned as Seth began firmly massaging his prostate. "inside where?" Seth prompted, as Mikey slowly drove the needle into the distracted boy. "youre inside me- my...in my boy pussy" he panted, flexing his hole and luxuriating in the new and exotic pleasure coursing through him. "thats right. now hold on tight baby" Seth watched as Mikey finished up and gently released the tubing from the young mans arm. "f-fuck me!" chris gasped, as he began bucking against Seths fingers, buried deep inside him. "Aw, you guessed the surprise" Seth reached to grip Jakes leaking cock and guide him closer to the shimmering pink cunt "Jake is going to take his big pretty cock and put it where my fingers were, deep in your boy pussy. doesnt that sound fun?" Chris nodded enthusiastically, desperate for anything to fill him. "hes going to fuck me?" Chris looked up at Jake who was now well past the point of any self control. "yeah, I'll fuck you buddy" Jake smiled, forgetting about the toxic precum pouring from the head of his babymaker. "Jakes really good at fucking boypussy chris. Just relax and let the big cock in" Seth stepped back and gave Jake a gentle push as he began to press against the straight boys delicate hole. "its too big?" Chris slurred, confused at the lack of progress as Jake continued to gently press against the defiant hole. "no baby, youll open right up, just watch" Jake took the boys legs and placed them on his shoulders as the head of his cock disappeared. "mmh" chris grunted, and as he took a deep breath, Jakes thick poz tool slid deeper inside until his balls were nudging against the slender teens ass. Chris let out a guttural moan as Jake flexed his meat inside the boy. "How does it feel Chris?" Seth began stroking the boys now flacid member. "full" Chris mumbled, as he caressed his chest and stomach. "goood" he sighed, as Jake began slowly sliding in and out of the delirious straight boy. As the minutes ticked by, Seth paused to confirm things were proceeding as intended and tugged at Jakes hips until his prick slid entirely out with a lewd slurp. "No! dont!" Chis whined, as he reached forward to paw seth away. "dont take it out jake please?" he begged with increasing desperation. Seth released Jakes hips and let him slide effortlessly back into the boy. "You should thank Jake for the nice birthday gift" Seth chided. "oh god thank you." Chris mindlessly panted over and over as Jake began picking up his pace, feeling his balls begin to tighten.

For me being poz came with the love of my life. I will explain! I meet my now husband of almost 12 years when he was still married with his now ex. He invited me to a sex party(safe) that he and his husband where giving did was October 2005. For him it was love at first sight (we discoverd that a few years later when I found old chatlog from MSN messenger). During the night he stayed really close to me almost the entire night. After that night we became friends and later very close friend. Me also with his husband. Before and during that I was haven some not so safe sex adventures that I didn't tell him. Well in February of 2006 that changed when we had our first 1 on 1 sexdate (it was always 3-some's or more and always was hisband present). That I used X for the very first time and we talked a lot and had sex very intimate. After that night we were both a little confused about what we were feeling. We then made the decision to just see were things would take us. So I May of 2006 we (me, husband and his ex) wanted to go to a free clinic to get tested on STD's so that we could stop using condoms. As this was my very time I was getting tested I asked my now husband I he would accompany me for the result (part for it being very nerve recking and a little bit because of what I had done during the last months of 2005) So when we were in the office there were 2 women (doctor and a nurse). When they told me I was HIV positive I felt that my life was over. My husband got of his chair and stood behind me and told me and I quote: "You will never be alone". He was there for me and what makes that extra special on that same day he got the news that he was tested positive for hepatitis B (he was much sicker then I was) So after a struggle with the final decision to leave his husband for me we started our relationship officially the beginning of September 2006. The day we met was 22 October 2005 and we got married exactly 3 years later on 22 October 2008 and this year we will celebrate our 12th anniversary. So I can say that getting the news I was poz brought me the love of my life.

Dillon went to work, his hole was leaking some after taking two loads and once inside he went to the bathroom and looked at his ass in the mirror to make sure he did not have a wet spot and he sat on the toilet and let the cum out. After the first gush of cum he dribbled cum for a minute and then whipped his ass and it was tender. He licked his finger and slide it in his hole and then brought it to his mouth and tasted the guys cum. He had really wanted to taste cum so bad this morning so he fingered his ass a few more times and tasted that hot masculine mans cum. His dick started to get hard again and he had to jack off thinking about him. When he came it shot almost to the stall door and landed on the floor in huge globs, He quickly whipped it up just as a co-worker came in. Dillon felt relieved , he got to taste cum and he got to cum again. He felt like he get some work done and all. He heard his phone and it was an email. Dillon looked and the guy from the glory hole hit him up to confirm today. Dillon sent back an email yes I will be there, I need to taste your cum! Then Dillon saw an email from the guy from this morning. Boy, your tongue and mouth on my ass was amazing. You have a great pussy too, looking forward to teaching you hot to be a real cock sucker but until then you can eat my hole as much as you want. Dillon did not respond although he was getting hard again. He tried to work on his project but he seemed to only be able to think about sucking some cock tonight and swallowing their loads. he hopped that guy from last week was there too. He turned off his phone and got to work on his project and by 2 PM he had made a dent in it but turned his phone on and the ding of an email so he quickly looked and there was a email from glory hole. He got worried the guy was cancelling but instead the email read. Hey Cock Sucker, instead of stall three go to stall one. It works the same way and once you see me tap my foot pull off the toilet paper dispenser and get on your knees. Confirm you have this and you will have your fag mouth there at 4PM. Dillon sent an email saying Yes! Dillon could not concentrate and tried to work but had to got the bathroom at 2:30 and touch his hole and jack off. He had never really liked his hole being touched, he had a girlfriend in college that went there and he stopped her. Now it was like electric, still sore but it made his dick even harder. Dillon jacked and soon slipped a finger in his hole and shot all over and this time he hit the door of the stall. Dillon cleaned it up and went back to his desk and saw it was almost 3:00. He decided to work another 30 minutes and then head to the building. He arrived at 3:50 and he waited in the car. He tried to listen to music but all he could think about was sucking dick. He played with his dick and then at 3:59 he walked to the door and went in and headed to stall one. He sat down and his dick was hard as a rock, he pulled it from under the fabric and jacked it while he rubbed his hole and then he hard the door. Stall number two opened and a foot tapped, once, twice and then three times. Dillon pulled up the toilet dispenser and a dick pushed through. It was not the guy from the email nor the other guy but someone new. The dick was really big and thick, dark brown and uncut. Dillon got on his knees and started to suck that big brown dick and licked and tongue the foreskin and the guy moaned, Dillon worked more and more and then pushed back the skin and sucked and licked all over the head and tasted all the guys precum. The guy was leaking big time. Then Dillon sucked and tried to take it all, it was so thick and the guy just moaned and said good fag, that is fag boy. Dillon heard the door and stopped sucking for a minute and and tried to see through the crack in the stall. He could not see anyone. Then he heard something move on the other wall of the stall and a dick slide thought. That was the first guy he sucked, He jacked the big brown dick and leaned over and sucked this guys dick while he jacked the big uncut dick. Dillon was in heaven and he would switch back and fourth and then the Dark Dicked guy spoke. Fag, put your ass up to the hole I want to lick it while you suck dick. Dillon had noticed that the hole on this booth was bigger and he wondered if that is why he was told to move her or if it was because he could suck two dick in this one. The big dark uncut dick pilled out out and Dillon put his ass up the thole and spread his checks and felt a wet tongue lick his hole and he moaned. The guy knew how to tongue a hole and soon was eating Dillon's hole making Dillon leak and suck hard on the other guys dick and then the Latin guy, the accent gave it away said really load. This fucking Fag has cum in his ass. Dillon was busy sucking cock but he was totally ashamed and pissed he let that guy cum inside him but his dick was still rock hard and dripping and then the Latin guy dove in and ate him for two more minutes, spit on Dillon's hole three times and then stood up and pressed his dick up against Dillon's wet hole. Dillon knew he should pull away but the dick slide slowly and somewhat painfully inside his still tight little ass and the guy said Baby, your fag pussy is so tight. Relax your little slut pussy so Papi does not cum to fast. The dick on the other side pulled out and slide some poppers in the hole and gave them to Dillon. The guy had a ring on his left ring finger so he was married. Dillon hit the poppers and his hole opened up and the Latin guy said again slut, Dillon did it again and then the guy fucked him hard for ten minutes and shot his load deep in Dillon. The guys said fucking stay right there you dirty whore and take all Papi's cum. The guy slowly slide out after another two minutes of slow fucking and then whipped his dick off and said, thanks fag, and walked out. Dillon had his hole right against the wall when he heard the door again and the guy he was sucking said slut stay right where you are and do not move. Someone entered and then Dillon felt a finger and then two. The guy said good whore pussy, then pressed his dick up against Dillon's hole and slide inside and slowly fucked him while he moaned and after five minutes he shot his load in Dillon. The guy he was sucking told Dillon to stay put while the guy who had just shot in him did not say a work and walked out. The door again and then he hard two guys in the booth, or he thought it was two. He felt a tongue on his hole and the guy eat his cum filled ass and then stood up and slide his big long dick inside Dillon. The guy had to be 9" but not supper thick and he kept hitting Dillon deep and Dillon loved that dick in his wet hole. It was the hottest dick so far inside him as to how it was making him feel deep inside. The guy fucked him for five minutes and pulled out and then he felt another tongue on his hole and this guy ate his hole for a few minutes and got up and slide in. His dick was a bit thicker and not as long but still felt amazing in his hole. They switched off and on like this for another ten to fifteen minutes and the the thicker of the two shot his load deep and then the long amazing dick fucked Dillon for another five minutes and came hard and they both got dressed and left. Stay right there the guy he had been sucking said as he moved to booth two. He just slide right in in one motion and fucked his hole and said nothing but pounded away. Then the door and Dillon watched the hole and this fat 7'5 inch dick presented itself. It was soft and the guy had ginger hair with some gray hair mixed in with his red hair. Dillon knew the guy had to be older but he had yet to taste any cum and he grabbed the soft dick and started to suck on it, The guy was leaking but did not seem to want to get hard but after five minutes of sucking Dillon felt his dick starting to harden and soon it was a this fat beer can dick and Dillon sucked and licked all over it and the guy started to cum and Dillon sucked and swallowed all his load. The guy came a lot and Dillon loved it and while hew as cleaning up the last of the guys cum the first guy he ever was with shot his load deep inside Dillon's ass and then pulled out and zipped up and left and the guy he had just sucked pressed his dick back through and it was now soft again and Dillon sucked it and in no time it was rock hard again and he did not last long and shot another load even bigger then before. The guy pulled his dick away and closed the hole and disappeared without a word. Dillon sat on the toilet ready to jack off but thought maybe someone else would enter but after ten minutes he shot his wad and left with the cums till inside him.

Name: Dirty slut, cum slut, slut, pup crash Mobile Number: (773)242-7522 Location: Chicago- Uptown - Winthrop & Winona - 60640 Availability is pretty open Age: 37 Height: 5’10” Weight: 183 lbs. Ethnicity: White

I don't know about that when you do a raw fucking and you get fucked a number of times in a row its hard not to do it again and again. LOL I don't think I would be able to stop.

Depends on situation. If I'm looking for a hookup, I have a thing for daddies, jocks, and black or latin guys. But if it's a bathhouse, I love being fucked without seeing the guy.

I've been meaning to write about the moments I spent with this college kid....and some day I will. But there was one fuck that was, for me, the highlight of all our sessions together. He was taking my dick on his back, knees to his ears. I'm sure you know the position. I had already unloaded in him, probably at least twice, so I wasn't shooting anytime soon, but I was still rock hard - and I'm pretty thick, well, wide to be precise. At different moments I was pounding into him with my entire hip region, at other times I was 'dribbling' him on the mattress and letting him fuck himself while I held still. Then I flipped him onto his stomach (my favorite position and the one I'm most likely to shoot a load into the btm). And I just kept fucking him for awhile. Seriously, I was at this for over an hour or more (I wasn't trying to measure the time, but it was forever). Anyway, at some point he starts to whine about how it hurts. I ignore it for awhile and he goes quiet. Then he starts again . . . Can I hurry up and shoot my load because it hurts.... And that's when my alter ego took over. I started to laugh. I told him - all the while long dicking him - that it didn't hurt me at all, in fact, it "felt fucking great." He went quiet again, but I could see his face knotted up trying to contain himself. I just kept fucking. Then he starts begging. "Please....it really hurts." I told him that he was lying. I remember this so well. I said in a low, dangerous voice "If it really hurt, you would be crying. Now wouldn't you?" And that did it. He let loose unleashing all the pain I had been causing him and he started to bawl out loud and just drop tears. And, as I smashed his skull into the mattress, I shot the biggest, longest load of my life into this college kid. All true.