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Yesterday Sudden warm spell and lack of Saunas been that the remaining cursing sites are busy. Im lucky that I have one a couple of miles away , popped up yesterday as I was in need of a fuck. A few cars in the lay-by (lots familiar , guys who have spent the last 10 years just sitting in their cars waiting for the perfect "one - WTF) There was an unfamiliar late registration go faster MINI , I'm thinking I bet the drivers cute. Headed straight for the bushes and I was not disappointed , early 30's I think , Preppy - properly in marketing or PR where easy on the eye is a prerequisite . I love 30's guys , ofter great bodies and tight asses , but enough experience to be complete slags. He was standing with his cock out wanking (direct, also a good sign) , I lot up close and dropped my work shorts and started to stroke my fast thickening cock. We were side by side so I reached and pulled down his jeans , whetted a finger and worked it in to his ass , hput up no resistance. He quickly dropped to his knees and started to suck me , I roughly pulled his head on to me to make him gag, after a couple of minutes he stood up and just turned , offering me his ass. I got a couple of fingers lubed with spit and worked then in to him and placed my now rigid as a metal bar thick dick against his hole , he bent over and pulled his ass cheeks apart. Although there wasn't much lube he was relaxed enough (or I wasn't the first that day - SLAG !!! , just what I like) for me to penetrate him easily . I got my rhythm going and I reached and played with his nipples , he was greatly appreciative. At the moment im really in to ATM , I love a bottom tasting my leaking premium and his own juice ,he got on his knees again , an muttered that he wanted my load , not for me If im fucking the load has to be in the hole or its not a proper load. I got him to his feet and pushed him against a tree trunk , he pushed his hot ass out and I mounted him fucked him hard and deep and spat a thick daddy load in his now loose ass. I pulled up my shorts and left him mopping a bit of stray cum from his cloths , less than 5 mins , no words spoken and I was it time for my next job , perfect slag , perfect fuck

Felt my hole twitching last night as I hung out late night after work. Started fingering my hole as I wore my girl’s crotchless panties. Started cruising grindr again. Wasn’t really expecting a hook up even though I had fully cleaned out, and my hole was dripping wet in anticipation. I get a message though. This time an anon 28yr heavy set white guy, nice thick 7” cut. Didn’t see his face, only a couple cock pics sent through the app. That was good enough for me. My wife was asleep upstairs but I invited him over anyway and told him it would have to be a quick pump and dump. He eagerly agreed. After a few minutes, he came through the door to my basement. Found me on all fours with my ass in the air. He got straight to it, first eating out my hole before sliding his cock balls deep. He pounded rough for 5 min or so, none stop, balls slapping my ass, until he asked me where I wanted his nut. I begged and moaned that he should breed me deep, to knock me up like a highschool slut. He pounded a few more times and then let out a deep guttural sigh as his cock convulsed and his seed shot deep in my guts. Thought he would leave after I cleaned off his cock with my throat, but instead it only got him harder. He told me to lean against the wall as he stood and blasted a second load into my sloppy pussy. Cleaned him a second time, tasting my sweet ass juice mixed with his cum, before he left promising another visit. After, I went and laid next to my wife as my wrecked hole leaked his anon cum on to our sheets. Feeling like such a slut.

TT Boy and Brandon Iron (RIP) both get me going.

"As I sat there in the car stroking in the public parking lot, cars moving by me, people walking back-and-forth, I started muttering to myself. I started muttering about wanting cock. And then I said there’s something I had never said before. I said it out loud. “ I want poz cock. I want some guy to shoot his aids babies up my ass. I want HIV. I want aids.“ and then almost like a prayer I said “ God I want aids. Give me a aids up my ass.“ - YES. WE'VE ALL HAD THIS FEELING WHEN TAKING OUR FIRST STEPS

Spent a night in Las Vegas for work. I have a bottom fuckbud that I connected with and we decided to go to Entourage. I was super excited since COVID had me singing the bathhouse blues. Couple things, I had never been to Entourage before but because of the pandemic, the sauna, jacuzzi, a number of showers, and most of the dark areas were closed. Everyone has to get a room, no lockers, but they have a 4 hour deal for $20. We met up there around 7:30. There was a decent crowd, but not much action. My friend showed up and we immediately went to his room to plant the first seed. He sucked my cock so good, and I sank my cock in his tight hole. After a couple positions, I quickly shot my 3-day load deep in his ass. We went out to explore and see what was happening. For a while, the crowd got stagnant but soon more guys came in. He fucked around with a couple guys, a younger twink, and a muscle latino with a big cock. I just cruised around a bit until he was loaded up more. We went back to his room and I fucked his sloppy hole; even with all the cock he takes, he stays tight, which made me blow my second load of the night in a few minutes. Later, we go to one of the theater areas with some fuck benches. There we have a little group fun with some guys, some sucking and stroking, until another guy tries to fuck him but can't get it going because of his tight hole. The crowd doesn't last so we go back to make our rounds. Towards the end of the night, I suck his cock a bit, but his super thick shaft locks my jaw up. I end up fucking him in his room with the door open, but I cant squeeze out another load. A couple guys come in and fuck his has and a crowd gathers outside his room. After about 10 minutes no one cums in him and so we just close up shop and decide to leave. I grab some food and head back to my hotel. After bathhouses my, feet and legs hurt from all the walking so I had no plans to go back out...until a guy pops up on BBRT close by. Hes a 30 is white cumdump pig bottom, just my type, so i walk 10 minutes to his hotel. We get up to his room and i lube up and fuck his hairy hole. He has a nice skinny and hairy body, with a tight ass that was loaded up with one deposit. I fuck him near a mirror which we get into and I blow my 3rd load of the night. We decide to meet up again in the morning; I go back to his room, spit all over his face as he wanted, and gave him my 4th load in 12 hours. I love Vegas, and I love cumdumps.

I woke up at 1 to a message from an African American chub telling me he wanted to breed my hole. I told him I had to clean up but I’d see him soon. I cleaned out, jumped in the shower and headed to his place. I walked in and undressed as did he and I began sucking his cock. What appeared to be an average uncut cock swelled to a 9’ beer can. I flipped over and he started eating my ass. I took a deep hit of poppers as he lined his cock up with my hole and pushed in. In one motion he tore open my hole and was in to the base. He began pounding me hard. After 20 minutes of brutal fucking he put me on my back and shoved back in while choking me. He picked up speed as he began hitting me in the face while spitting on me. He told me he felt like he was gonna cum and he wanted me to ride it out of him. I got on top and rode him till she flooded my guts with his seed. As I was leaving he said “I hope you liked that I read your profile”. I headed home and relaxed for a while. I saw I had a message on Bbrt. This guy I’d been talking to for years but never got the chance to meet told me he wanted me to come over so he could breed me. I hopped in an Uber and headed his way. He was waiting naked as I walked in the door. I stripped to my jock and started sucking his dick. He put me on the bed and began eating my ass. After getting me open he asked how many loads he was tasting. I told him on and he said let’s add another and slid in my hole. He told me he had a surprise for me and told me he had another guy coming to breed me. He then shot his load deep in me. We chatted a bit and I told him I’d never been fucked blindfolded and he told me he had one. I slipped it on and he began fucking another load into my hole. I remained blindfolded and ass up on the bed as he went to let the second guy in. I felt a cock on my lips and I began sucking. I recognized the taste of my ass and cum on his cock. I felt the new top’s unlubed cock shove into my hole. They spit roasted me for 2 hours each shooting 4 loads into my ass as I shot multiple hands free loads. After relaxing for a few minutes I took the blindfold off. I saw the second guy sucking off the first top with his ass in the air. I started eating his ass and fingering his hole. The first top got up and started fucking the second guy while I sucked his cock and stroked. The guy fucking shot his load inside and then pulled out. I climbed on and started fucking the guy. After a while I took a deep hit of poppers and unloaded in his hole. I got dressed and headed home ass leaking the 12 loads I took.

Here's the thing: There are probably (proportionately) just as many men interested in sex with men (MISM) in Middle Eastern countries as in any other country. But the spectrum of acceptance for any given country there runs from borderline tolerated if kept completely and totally down-low, to actively persecuted with penalties ranging up to execution (and unlike the US, sentences are carried out in many places pretty swiftly). So a gay or bi man of Turkish, or Arabic, or Persian, or Kurdish descent, who finds himself in the United States, can and probably will behave markedly differently than he can or will back in those countries. It's just not safe, in many of them. And if you go over there and get caught in a compromising situation - don't think for a moment that a sting isn't possible - the BEST you could hope for is immediate deportation; they could just as easily imprison you on morals charges for a lengthy period. Again, the situation varies from country to country. In most, there are, for locals, workarounds - much like there were here in the US in the 50's and 60's, when you could get arrested and lose your job for being caught in a vice raid or trying to pick up an undercover cop in a park. But those are carefully guarded workarounds, because the people who use them are legitimately worried about the authorities finding out and infiltrating, then arresting, the whole group. So the chances of getting into one of those groups, during a short trip, are slim. You're better off mentioning in your profiles in the US that you have a special fondness for Middle Eastern men. There will be fewer of them, but they'll be easier to find and safer to chase.

I used to have such a guy in my life. He was a total pig, huge dick, and got me all smoked up and drunk as part of the fun. He would call, I would be coy and say no thank you, and then two hours later, I'd be in his kitchen with his monster dick down my throat. It was wonderful. But he died. Pancreatic cancer. I no longer have such a guy, and I think he was the last one. That was eight years ago.

It was the same twink, it looked like he was just finishing his circuits of the park and heading for the path through the woods. It had been a few days since I'd fucked and my cock hardened as it remembered his vice-like arse chute. I didn't often do repeat fucks....but needs must. I started to quicken my pace a little, until we were both in the trees, him about 20m ahead of me. I checked around, then sprinted after him. He had head phones on and was oblivious until I jumped on his back and brought us both crashing to the ground. I wasted no time in wrapping my bicep round his neck and carrying him deeper into the trees where I pushed him to the ground on his back and sat on his chest. He was winded but could still speak. "You?!!!" "Yup, it's your lucky day. You carrying my big poz baby?" "No man! Get off! I got PEP" "The morning after pill? You ungrateful little fuck" "Get off me... let me go..." My cock was now out of my shorts and drooling over his face. I could feel his little pecker hardening in his running shorts behind me. "Not sure you want me to really" I said. "So, you're on the pill?" "Eh?" "PreP" "No man, I'm not. I have a boyfriend" Mmmmm...Perfect. It was Saturday evening, a holiday weekend, and due to Covid there was a good chance he'd struggle to get PEP until Tuesday. I shuffled forward and smothered him in my sweaty balls, feeling him, whimper and then huff down on my scent. I let him get a little intoxicated before hopping off and flipping him over. His shorts ripped easily down the seam as I held him down, kneeling on the back of his legs. My new sharpened PA glistened evilly as a shaft of sunlight caught it through the trees. I spat a couple of times on his almost invisible pucker and then let my cock head find its target. He was almost as tight as before and I knew I'd be slicing him up just inside his entrance as well as deeper inside. He shrieked and squirmed - his first real effort - clearly a reflex response against his thought out approach of getting it over and done with. I cupped his mouth in my hand and ploughed in, punching through his inner gate. I didn't pull out all the way once I was in, knowing that's what caused him the most pain. I just wanted to enjoy this and the easiest way was to let him think he was having some fun too, that way I could really use my body to thrust into him without worrying about gagging him with my hand or arm. I punched into him hard for a few minutes, grinding him into the dirt before slowing right down, which I could tell he loved. My head was right next to his, my tongue in his ear, nibbling on his lobe and leaving love bites over his neck. I whispered to him "getting close, pussy boi, time for daddy to plant his seed in your fertile pussy" He whimpered back "You going to look after my babies this time, boi?" No answer, so I thrust hard into him. "Yes Daddy, I'll look after them" "let me grow inside you...." "mmmm" "bring your boyfriend to my cock too, flood his guts as you watch" At this he shuddered and pumped out his own sweet load under us. The sensation gripped my cock and I was quickly adding my evil DNA to his tender insides. No thrusting, I was already planted to the hilt, just steady, hard pumps of my cock that sent my lifeforce into him. As soon as I was empty, I slid out of his red raw arse, noting the dribble of pink juice that followed my cock. I stepped on his back, leaving a huge footprint on him before shoving myself back in my shorts and jogging off, getting glances from my obscene bulge. ---- Back at the flats there was a white box van parked in the bay for Jake's old place, rear doors open, loaded with boxes. New tennant. On the first landing a slim young lad was struggling with a big box. It didn't look that heavy but getting it round the bend was defeating him. I grabbed one end: "here let me help you" A sound of surprise and then: "oh...wow...thanks...that's great". A high pitched girly voice. Between us we got the box up to top landing and in through the door of Jake's place before placing it on the floor. All sorts of memories going through my mind. I looked up, half expecting this newcomer to be my old buddy and was shocked to find a young female face looking back at me... "Thanks so much" (the voice now made sense) "It's just me today, my fiance had an appointment, I'm Sarah, I'd never have got that box in here without you" I looked her boyish body up and down as I introduced myself and could see her doing the same to me, hardly surprising given the hard job my runners have of containing my package, especially with the new PA. Of course, I offered to help her with the rest of the van load,...

Hot story, made me horny. However, the last sentece is really funny, I am loughing.

Part 4 I turned my head to look at the man who was invading my hole. He was striking. Drew was a boyishly handsome, late 40s man with vivid green eyes. He reminded me instantly of an architect who had lived next to us while I was in high school. Clean-cut, almost intellectual looking, if I can say that about a naked man at a sex party. His chest was covered in grey-blond hair and he was in average shape. I’m sure he looked good fully dressed and, well, I didn’t care so much about his body because his flaccid cock was sporting a Prince Albert. What would that do to me? He pulled me toward another pair of poles near the wall and I realized there were lube dispensers mounted on the wall like soap dispensers, except these were to help you be dirty instead of clean. Drew pumped out a few heavy shots and let them rest in his hand to warm up. “Always better to get fucked before you come here,” he said, casually. “Makes it easy to start playing as soon as you arrive.” When he inserted the first finger, it was the middle one, giving him the deepest access. I gasped but said, “God, I want that.” Drew leaned his face near to mine. “I might fuck you,” he said quietly. “I wanna see if you’re up for the challenge. What’s the most times you’ve been fucked in one night?” I swallowed and said, “twice,” doubling my actual record. Drew smiled. It was an evil smile. “How many raw cocks have been in your ass?” Now I hesitated. I didn’t want to get laughed out of this place. I didn’t want to spoil my chance to get Drew in my ass. But the only person I lie to well is myself. “I do lots of pump and dumps where I breed guys,” I said, looking directly in those green eyes. “Now I wanna be rawfucked and bred like I do to them. I don’t wanna keep thinking about it. I wanna do it.” “You dirty fucking cum whore.” With each word Drew pressed his finger hard against my prostate and I gasped. I couldn’t hide how much I wanted him to do this. “I saw the way you swallowed Felix’s cummy dick.” He kissed me hard and asked, “Do you eat your load out of the asses of those men you fuck? Do you swallow the cum of all the other men who have bred them?” He laughed as he saw from the expression on my face that I realized what I had missed. “You will now, I bet.” Drew had a second finger pushing at my hole and I pushed back on it. It slipped in. “Please fuck me,” I begged. He looked me right in the eyes and said, “You mean, please blow my load in your hole and breed you? You mean, please, Mr.I Don’t Know Who You Are, won’t you cum in my ass?” “Yeah, oh yeah!” Several men were leaning against the wall around us. I could tell by the smirk on one guy’s face that he had been listening. He was a muscular man in his mid-30s, with the kind of exaggerated body of a Jersey Shore bro. His dark hair was buzzed into a flat top and one arm and one leg were covered in sleeve tattoos. His cock was flaccid and stubby. Drew beckoned him over. He said, “Hey,” as he joined us and Drew quickly made introductions. “Michael here is a high-performance fuck hole,” Drew explained and Michael grinned. “How many loads tonight, Michael?” “I just got here, so only two that I brought from home.” “Whose are they?” “ Fuck if I know their names,” Michael shrugged. “Some black kid who shot really fast and a dude who said he was visiting from Chicago.” “Time to share,” Drew said. Michael willingly turned to present his muscular ass to us. It was clearly very hairy but he kept the hair trimmed not waxed. That turned me on even more. It was impressive to think that it was a receptacle for so much cum. I would have fucked it eagerly. But thought of that disappeared as Drew withdrew his fingers from my hole. “Spread his cheeks,” he told me. Michael obliged us by arching his back and I pulled his glutes apart to reveal a bright red pucker. It was shiny. I wanted to dive right in but Drew’s finger beat me to it. He slipped right inside. For a moment he wiggled it and Michael said, “What a tease” before Drew pulled out, a shiny glob of cum and mucus on his finger. I leaned forward to lick it but Drew pulled it away. “Not in the mouth, you hungry slut. Turn around.” I obeyed as I heard Drew say, “Michael, now you spread his cheeks.” I tried to arch my back as I felt two strong hands parting my ass, and then Drew’s wet, cum-covered finger was slipping inside me. It was all I could do not to grab my dick and start rubbing one out for all I was worth. The sexual thrill in my body and my brain was electric. I had the cum in my ass. I didn’t know whose it was. I hadn’t even been fucked yet and I had anonymous cum inside me. Drew slipped a second finger in again, and then a third as he used his control of my hole to turn me back to face him. He was looking at me with powerful intensity and I wanted him to do it forever. I wanted any man to do it. “Is that turning you on? Are you a bigger cumslut than you were before? You thought you were one when you got here, but I keep showing you that you have no idea how low you can sink. Is this what you want?” “Fuck, yeah!” I panted. “You’re making me so fucking turned on. Jesus, I need it.” Drew push my head down and to the side. I saw briefly that Michael had been jerking his cock while he watched what Drew did to me. It had grown much longer. It wasn’t thick but it was nearly 7 inches. And then I was swallowing it. “Get it slick, slut.” Drew said. “Michael’s gonna be your first fuck of the night. You wanna be a cumwhore, you can learn from a champ.” Michael held my head in place and face fucked me. I felt him grow harder and I had to work not to gag. After a minute he pulled out and I looked at his glistening cock. It was beautiful and raw. "Fuck me, Michael,” I begged. “Breed me.” Drew pulled me up from behind and once again turned me, so that now my ass was facing Michael. I could feel Michael fingering my hole for a second and then the head of his cock was pressing against my anus. I pushed back slightly, trying not to wince, and then he slipped in. He barely waited before he thrust fully inside me. I yelped but at the same time I felt an incredible rush of excitement. I had a raw cock inside my ass! “You’re fucked now,” Drew said to me, almost angrily. “You’re nothing but a cum dump for one of the biggest sluts in town.” He stood right in front of me, looking intently at me, even as my head bounced around from the fuck that Michael was giving me. “All these men here”--there were at least 20 guys in the room now--”they see you with Michael’s raw cock in your hole. And they can see how much it turns you on. No secrets for you any more.” “Yes!” I gasped. “I want that. I want that!” A glistening ball of spit appeared on Drew’s lips. I stuck out my tongue and tried to lean forward to lick it off but he spat it at me instead. It landed on my cheek, “You sick, twisted fuck,” he growled. “Now we’ll see what kind of trouble you can get in.” I moaned as he turned and walked away, out of the room and into the dark room. Behind me, Michael slowed and then unceremoniously pulled out of my hole with a plop. Before I could even protest, he put a hand on my shoulder and said, “Way too early for me to cum and your tight hole is dangerous. But good start at being a fuckhole, kid. Maybe we’ll find each other later tonight.” And then he walked away, too, into the dark room, leaving me there alone in the middle of the room with a wet sloppy hole and unbred.

Part 3 I couldn't stop thinking about fucking Nate in the alley and how I wished I had fucked the kid. By the time the weekend rolled around, I could not concentrate, I was so horny. I broke down and called in sick to work. Just after midnight on Friday, I was looking out my window, watching the men who were already drifting into the alley. I was surprised, since a lot of the restaurants were still open and staff was coming and going, putting out trash, taking a smoke break. And then I realized that there was no way all these guys were cruising that alley at that hour. Maybe 30 men had walked by. Where could they have gone? Investigating was all the excuse I needed. I slipped into a pair of jeans, motorcycle boots, and a wife-beater and headed downstairs, calm, confident, and horned up. Blow-job Bear was not in his usual position, but I guessed it was too early, a little past 12:30. Then, as I approached the spot near the abandoned storefront where I had fucked Nate and fingered the kid, I saw him. He was standing beside a door into the storefront. Red light leaked from around the doorframe and I could hear a throb of bass. Jesus Christ, there was a club here? The bear looked at me, the first time he had looked me in the eyes, and jerked a thumb toward the door. I walked over. “What’s up?” I asked. “Private gathering. You might like it. No admission.” “Nice of somebody to throw a party like that.” “I’ve seen you here. You could have a good time. Check it out.” He reached over and pulled the door open. The light and the sound poured out into the street and I stepped inside. The red light filled the first room, which had no furniture, no decoration. Three doorways led out of it. It was hard to make out what lay through any of them; it seemed like only the red light illuminated them. I chose right. It was a hallway. I took a few steps and stopped, letting my eyes adjust. The music seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. I took a few more steps forward and realized I could see a doorway of some kind another fifteen or so feet ahead. I walked carefully toward it and stepped into a large room. It was lit by the faint light of a large screen showing raw porn. Five or six men stood around the room, several of them paired off and making out. I knew that if I stayed and watched, I could probably join in some kind of action. But I wanted to know what else this place held and there was another doorway directly across the room. It turned out to be a stair and in the faintest of light I made my way carefully down below street level. The light here was so much less than upstairs. I could hear much more than I could see, the wet, sloppy sounds of men fucking and sucking. I edged to my right and found the wall. At the same time I bumped into someone. A strong hand gripped my wrist. I started to whisper a “sorry, man” when the other hand pulled mine to a thick cock. Partly engorged but not fully hard, it was slick already--saliva? Lube?--and I automatically began to stroke it. The man’s other hand gripped my head, pulled it forward and I was being kissed, hard, invasively. I felt another body pressing against me from the right and someone else was massaging my crotch. The cock in my hand had a heavy foreskin and although I could not see it, and I could not really see anything of them men beside me, touching me. I started to drop to my knees. The man kissing me sensed this and held me in place. He was taller than I was and the tight skin of his groin told me he was fit, whoever he was. He seemed to be naked. The hand on my crotch was moving up and down my body, playing with my nipples before moving back to rub my now fully hard dick. I felt this second man press himself against me from behind. His cock was hard too and it pushed insistently against my ass. Instinctively, I pushed back against it. I ground my ass against him. “Like a bitch in heat,” I heard him say. I moaned a little into the mouth of the man who was kissing me. It was like I was bipolar. Last night I had been the one taking charge, making decisions, choosing to have the kid fuck Nate. I had told myself that I was coming here to do the same things. And now, with the slightest contact with another man’s hard cock, I was ready to do whatever these men wanted, even though I had no idea who they were. I could pass them on the street tomorrow and have no idea. I reached behind me with my free hand, eager to feel the cock that was pressing itself against my jeans. It was slick too. Had these guys already fucked someone in this room tonight? Had they bred him? This one curved upward and to the left slightly. God, how would that feel inside me? The hair at the base of the cock was dense and curly. Maybe this man was black? Was he my age? Old enough to be my father? Handsome? It was part of the unknown that I had stepped into, where the only clear thing was that I wanted this cock and the one I held in my hand and any other cock I could get. Suddenly he stepped away from me and I felt a cold absence where he had pressed against me. I reached back to find empty space. And then the owner of the thick cock I had been jerking pulled away too. “Later,” I heard him whisper. “Way too soon. And check your clothes if you wanna be a pig. Upstairs to the left.” He walked away and I stood there panting for a few minutes. I was so full of lust and there was so much opportunity here, even if I had no idea who it was with. I carefully made my way upstairs, through the room I had crossed before and into the intense red light of the entrance. And yes indeed, I saw that the door to the left led to a long room, slightly more brightly lit than the TV room, where a tall, actual black guy, magnificently naked, with sleek muscles and a mushroom headed cock, handed me a clear plastic bag. I shucked everything but my boots and handed the bag over in exchange for a tag with a number on it. The tag went into my boot, the bag onto a table marked into sections with tape. I’d been nervous stripping down in front of this incredibly hot guy. He was polite, if not friendly, and didn’t seem to give me a look that wasn’t business like. I kept telling myself that this was just like the gym and I was heading for the showers but my dick didn't know what to do. Stand up proud? Hang loose? It was as confused as the rest of me. As I turned to head back and continue exploring, several other men entered the room and began exchanging their clothes as well. I recognized the sleeve tattoo on a short, blonde guy. I ‘d pumped a few loads into his ass. I’d never seen his face but he always pulled his cheeks open to facilitate entry, so I’d seen the tat. I decided I was here for fresh encounters. Back in the entry room, I chose the middle door. It was much larger than the TV room, with weak overhead lighting. There were a few naked guys here but most were clothed. I got some considering looks as I walked in, but there was no action happening here yet. I considered the “too early” comment I had heard downstairs. Had I shown up at a sex party--my first sex party--too soon? Was everyone conserving their loads for the perfect moment? I returned to the smaller room with the porn TV. Things were better here. I could see several guys on their knees, including a pair in front of a silver daddy who had a power-lifter’s body and was wearing a studded leather harness. If things were heating up here, then my odds were better downstairs. Once I had made my way into the basement again, instead of immediately sliding against the wall, I started to move cautiously into the center of the room. I could hear men around me, whispering, grunting, making the wet, forceful sounds of sex. I stood there, waiting once again for my eyes to adapt. Other than figures in movement around me, the only other thing I could make out was the faint outline of some other opening. I walked toward it and as I neared it, a hand reached out and grabbed my cock. I slipped away. I wanted to know more first. A short hallway turned left into another better lit room. The first room must have been some kind of test to see if you were really ready to play hard. Just to my left, a beefy guy, early 40s, with a hairy dadbod was leaning forward, grasping two poles that came down from the ceiling, holding on hard as someone plowed him repeatedly. “Shit, oh shit,” he was saying over and over. I stepped over to get a better look. I wanted to see the cock driving into that hole. And that’s when I noticed the guy fucking him, especially when he gave me a goofy smile even while driving his cock into that hairy ass. Friends had set me up on a blind date with Felix, maybe because we were both of us were, well, not cute. We hadn’t clicked. Enough that we hadn’t fucked. Maybe that had been a mistake. Felix was an ectomorph like me, strongly inclined to skinny, and much shorter at around 5’7”. I knew he was self conscious about his height. But he was a lot more defined than I was. And judging by what I could see, he was hung. He jerked his head at me and I took that as an invitation. I gave him a long wet kiss, doing my best to stay out of his way so as not to interrupt his rhythm. As I pulled away, he grinned again and said, “Play with my tits. I’m gonna unload in this guy.” I slipped behind him and reached around to rub his nipples. My hard cock pressed against his back just above his butt crack but he didn’t seem to notice. “You can be rough,” he said. “Fuck yes!” the guy he was fucking moaned and Felix laughed. He picked up the pace. Felix’s ass and back were bouncing against my cock and it was driving me crazy. I was twisting his nipples as hard as I had ever twisted a guy’s but he didn’t seem to mind. “Breed him,” I urged. “I wanna see you breed his ass.” That was a hell of a way to say hello. But he clearly didn’t mind. “You wanna be bred, Randy?” Felix grunted. “You want my load again?” “Oh yeah!” Randy panted. “Deep inside. Deep inside.” Three or four other guys were standing around us now. A tall guy in his 50s shoved his cock into Randy’s mouth and I felt hand on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. Then Felix started to really buck, hard almost wild thrusts of his hips. “Yeah,” he grunted, “Oh yeah!” and he shuddered then shuddered again. “You are fucking bred,” he almost shouted. He staggered back a little, right into me. Hands were reaching out from around us for his cock, but I said clearly, “Mine!” and I slid right around him and down to my knees. Gently, reverently, I took his cum-covered cock in my mouth. He shivered--I could tell he was sensitive like I was after cumming--and instead of teasing the head I let all 8 thick inches of his sloppy dick slide to the back of my throat and just held it there. There was jostling around us as another mind lined up to enter Randy’s hole. But I stayed on my knees, looking up at Felix. I swallowed gently and he twitched but he smiled at me. “Jesus,” he said, and then used my real name, not Toby. “What did I overlook? You’re a hot fucking slut.” He patted my face and pulled his cock slowly out of my mouth, then grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up to stand in front of him. “I gotta rest for a few so I can do this again.” He wiped some cum or saliva off my lips. The hand was back on my ass again, a finger probing my hole. “Oh hey, Drew,” Felix says. “My buddy wants to get fucked. Help him out while I recover.” Felix gave me a quick peck on the lips and walked right out of the room. “You’re tight and your hole isn’t lubed up” said a voice behind me. “Gotta fix that before you get loaded up.”

Twins, brothers, or cousins. It's a hard one to find, though.

“I want you to seed my ass tonight.” I sent the message and followed it up with some pics of my body and my hole, hoping to entice the gorgeous dude who was apparently nearby, visiting from out of town. A brief conversation followed. Him: “Fuck yes. Time and place? My bf and I would love to sample some of the local hole.” Me: “Later tonight, we will work out the details. Just follow my lead.” Him: “K. U see I’m POZ?” Me: “Yes, yes, and hell yes. This conversation didn’t happen, OK? Just follow my lead and I promise it’ll be worth your while. Tell your bf the same.” Deleting the messages from my phone, I joined Jake, my boyfriend, who was seated in the living room. I showed him the photograph of the ‘gorgeous dude’ asking “Are you interested in playing with this guy and his boyfriend? Maybe the four of us could get together tonight and have some fun.” Jake glanced at gorgeous guy’s sculpted torso and grinned at me in approval. Immediately I shot gorgeous guy this message. “Hey sexy. My bf and I are close by. We’re wondering if you and your bf would like to meet for a drink?” A tense minute followed during which I hoped gorgeous guy would follow my lead. He seemed to understand my subterfuge as this dialogue suggests. Him: “Sure bro. Nice chest, would love to see more. I’m 6’2 200 8c, my bf is 5’9 170, ripped, 7uc.” <sent pic of fat 8” cock> Me: “Great dick dude. I’m 5’11 170 7c, bf is 6’ 170, skinny with a 8 cut dick” <sent pic of bubble ass> Him: “Sweet ass bro. Bf is vers, I’m top. Both poz. That cool?” Me: “Bf is vers too, I’m bottom. Poz cool - we are on PrEP, and use condoms too. There’s a bar on the corner of 8th and Main. Meet you there in 30?” Him: “See you there.” Now, I should give you a bit of background. Jake and I have been a couple for five years or so, and had recently decided to spice things up by playing with others. Always together, and the only way Jake would consider it was if we both went on PrEP and used condoms every time. In fact, he makes it a sort of ritual whenever we play with someone: we simultaneous took our pill, and he would then put the condom on the guy fucking me (and vice versa), always using our own rubbers, never theirs. What can I say? He has trust issues. We headed to the bar, and the moment we walked in, we spotted them immediately. In our relatively small city, hot new guys like this don’t go unnoticed. We headed over and made our introductions - Joey and Jake, meet Andre and Alex. Looking even better than in his pictures, Andre was a tall black slab of beef, solid and masculine, and Alex was a Latin muscle god. Both accustomed to turning heads, I could tell they were sizing us up and deciding if they’d made the right choice. I knew I might have to work to keep their interest, so I muscled my way in between them to order Jake and myself a drink, taking the opportunity to grind my ass into Andre’s crotch while I did so. Subtlety is not my strong suit, but it seemed to work. I felt his strong hand go to my hip and I felt him growing behind me, from what was already an impressive lump into something that felt a bit scary. Meanwhile, Alex cozied up with Jake, and we had a nice conversation over our drink. Formalities out of the way, I leaned in and whispered to Andre, “Let’s get out of here - it’s a little too crowded here. Why don’t we head up to our place and see what kind of trouble we can get into?” With that I winked and smiled at him, then grabbed Jake’s hand and led us out of the bar. They followed us around the corner to our building and up the three flights to our apartment. Stepping inside, Andre pinned me against the wall and put his mouth on mine, hungrily kissing me while Alex did the same with Jake. My hands explored Andre’s muscled chest, strong biceps, broad back, coming to rest on his impossibly taut booty. His hands made a bee line for my ass, kneading my bubble cheeks before undoing my jeans and sliding one hand inside, feeling my exposed crack where he expected fabric, I’m sure. I’d been sure to wear my sluttiest jock briefs, for easy access just in case. He let out a little growl as his finger slid into my crack and toyed with my hole. From the grunts and moans I heard across the hall, I’m imaging Jake was receiving the same treatment. The two visitors then led us into the living room, where they both promptly dropped their pants and underwear, sitting next to each other on the couch. Wordlessly, Andre spread his legs, pointing at his fully erect, rock hard cock. I dropped to my knees and admired his huge ball bag up close, sniffing and licking on it before running my tongue up the underside of his shaft. Jake joined me on the floor, and the two of us showed off our oral skills for our guests, occasionally looking over at each other with our mouths full of cock. It turned me on so much to see him sucking a big uncut Latin dick, and I know he enjoyed the sight of me with my cheek bulged out, lips open wide, servicing a huge black cock. My hole was twitching, it was so ready to take this monster I’d been servicing. I stood up and led Andre into the bedroom, and Jake and Alex soon followed. I finished stripping out of my clothes, but left my briefs on. As Jake went to his nightstand for supplies, I quietly opened mine and grabbed the small baggie and snuck it into my undies. Andre gave me a questioning look, but I just winked and smiled, shaking my head in my boyfriend’s direction. I then pulled Andre down on top of me, encouraging him to crawl between my spreading legs. Jake could see how horny I was, so he jumped right into our ritual. “Joey and I welcome you guys into our home and our bed, but the agreement we made with each other is that we be as safe as possible. I hope you’ll understand. But we try to make it fun too, so we have a little routine we do whenever we play.” He then popped open the bottle of Truvada and shook one out into each of our palms. Each of us extended his tongue, and the other placed the little blue pill onto the other’s tongue, which each of us immediately swallowed. Finishing up with a brief kiss. Jake then grabbed a condom and tore it open. He slid it down over Andre’s huge dong, not without some struggle. He then squirted some lube on it and greased him up good, before pointing him at my hole. My legs were spread wide, my briefs bulging with my hard on and my ass fully exposed and open. As soon as his head touched my hole, I twitched and gasped, and Andre pressed into me as Jake stroked his condom-covered shaft. He got about halfway into me before he paused to let me get used to the assault, at which point Jake went back to concentrating on Alex. When I saw Alex grab Jake’s head and pull him down to choke on his cock again, I knew this was my chance. I reached into my briefs and pulled out the baggie, which Andre could now see contained a clumped-together blue mass. I opened the bag, brought it up to my mouth, and dropped out the Truvada I’d hidden under my tongue, the spit-soaked pill joining all the others as I zipped it back up and tucked it in my briefs. I smiled at Andre and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him the rest of the way into my hole. I felt him throb and saw a little glimmer cross his eyes as we connected in that moment, him beginning to understand my earlier instructions to follow my lead. He was balls deep inside me, but the devilish grin on both our faces indicated we both wanted more. A low guttural moan broke our little moment, and we both looked over to see Alex straddling Jake and sinking down on to his eight incher. I was surprised until I remember Andre saying Alex was vers. I found myself understanding why he wanted Jake’s fat one in his hole – it is, after all, pretty fuckin’ spectacular, but it was nothing compared to Andre’s piece. And the fact that the cock currently invading my hole had a little something extra made me leak into my straining briefs. Just then, Andre decided to start to pull out and thrust back in. I let out a squeal as he began to fuck me and tried to regain my composure. I looked at Jake and saw him lost in ecstasy as Alex’s hole gripped him as he bounced on it. Alex then pulled himself off and got on all fours, facing away from us. I watched as Alex mounted him from behind, his cute ass almost smacking Andre as he started to thrust. It was then that I reached down and put my fingers around the base of Andre’s cock. As he continued to thrust in and out, my fingers kept up their pressure, catching on the last bit of rolled up condom. I would release as Andre sank into me, then squeeze as he pulled out, rolling the rubber up slightly. We repeated this for many strokes, locking eyes for the entire process. I saw a hunger in Andre and felt an animal desire start to take over as he did his part in assisting me in removing the protective sheath from his cock. When there was only one small bit remaining, Andre pulled out of me completely as I slipped the rubber off over his head and deftly placed it in my briefs next to the baggie. Grabbing his bare cock, I guided it back to my hole and pulled on his ass with my other hand. I saw his eyes roll back as his raw dick penetrated my hole. He had a delicious smile on his face as our deception played out, my boyfriend fucking his boyfriend right next to us. They were lost in their own private moment, completely oblivious to the secret connection between Andre and me. As he slid into me balls deep, I pulled Andre down for a deep kiss, our tongues intertwining. I could feel him throbbing inside me, and could swear I felt my ass get a little wetter, probably his precum lubing me from deep inside. By means of some serious twisting I was able to whisper in his ear “Man, I want your toxic cum inside me, bro. I want you to charge me up!” He picked up his rhythm then as we heard the sound of Jake’s body slapping against Alex’s as he pounded him hard. Andre grabbed my legs and spread them wide, taking an opportunity to look down at his huge bare dick sliding in and out of my hole. I patted the small bulge in my briefs, indicating the un-ingested PrEP pills and his rubber. I pulled my briefs to the side so my dick could escape, grabbed the condom and quickly rolled it onto my cock. I could tell by Jake’s breathing that he was getting close to cumming. I nodded to Andre in their direction, letting him know we had to make this happen. He responded by fucking me harder than I’ve ever been fucked before - a passion I’d never experienced erupted from his muscle body. He was deep dicking me, long strokes, his huge black ball sac slapping my ass on every insertion. Meanwhile I stroked my rubber-clad dick with vigor, only to hear Jake grunt “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” Jake’s pace increased, and the grunts and groans that accompanied his orgasm pushed Andre over the edge. Staring directly into my eyes, he mouthed the words, “I’m gonna breed u” as he shoved in deep one last time. I felt an explosion inside me as his cock propelled jet after jet of diseased cum into my guts. The realization that I’d finally made it happen - I’d taken my first poz load - and that it was happening with my boyfriend right next to me, clueless, it made me shoot my three day load and fill the condom I’d slipped from Andre just moments earlier. Rope after rope invaded my hole from Andre as my own cum overflowed the rubber that was covering my cock. As I felt the bed shifting when Alex and Jake were turning to see how we were getting along, I swiftly pushed Andre’s now softening cock from my hole and pulled the rubber from mine in one motion. I held it down next to his monster and stroked his cock as I pretended to remove it from him. I held it up to Jake as he held his up, both of us tying off the cum-filled rubbers and letting them drop onto the floor, as the four of us collapsed in a heap on the bed. Jake kissed me deeply as we watched Alex and Andre make out a bit. I then pulled Andre down to me and as our breathing began to calm down, I spooned him and whispered into his ear, “I want you two to spend the night. I’m getting Alex’s load too before you guys head out of here.” A smile, a wink, and a sigh as he rolled over and pulled my arm around him. He had no plans to go anywhere any time soon.

1. Questionnaires James woke up to hear his phone chiming. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was. He was in his apartment, but he didn't remember coming back. He tried to move, and discovered every muscle in his body was sore. Painfully, he reached down. His stomach was sticky with sweat and lube, and his dick was soft and limp. Bit of the night started to return to him. Conrad fucking him, as he begged Conrad to stop. Strangers fucking him as he cried in agony. Conrad laughing as he whimpered in pain. He had been nothing to these men, and they treated him like the faggot he was. He reached around, and gingerly explored his asshole with a finger. It was tender. He gasped, and learned that his throat was as sore as his asshole. Another memory returned. This time, his head was off the side of a bed, and a thick black cock was buried in his throat. It was deep enough that it choked off his oxygen. He had tried to push it away; that only got his arms tied down. He was shivering now, not so much cold as he was terrified. Conrad lived only a few doors down. He couldn't stop remembering the sound of Conrad's laugh. When he had gagged, Conrad had just laughed that much harder. Finally, he forced himself to look at the phone. The message was from Mitchell. "Audition for you tomorrow. I'll e-mail details." James tried to speak. He could barely get out a word, his throat was so sore. There was no way he could audition tomorrow in his current state. "Really bad sore throat," he wrote back. "Can barely talk." "Let me see what I can do," Mitchell texted back. James tried to stretch out his muscles; he found new areas of tenderness. There were bruises on his wrist, where he had struggled against the restraints. He had been blindfolded; the man fucking his hole had paused. The unknown man whispered in his ear. "Turns me on. Watching you struggle like that." He tried to forget what had happened next. "I want you to see my doctor," Mitchell texted. "14:00," he said, and gave an address. James looked at his phone. It was already 12:30. He forced himself out of bed, forcing himself to ignore the pain. He took a shower, and washed away the accumulated sweat, lube, spit, and cum. He felt a bit better, until he looked in the mirror. There were some light bruises on his face; he couldn't remember when he had gotten them. A further exploration of his body revealed some welts on his ass, and bruises around his ankles as well. He was numb. He hated himself, hated what he felt, hated that he had let it happen to him. He put on his clothes, and called an Uber. The office was a nondescript building in a nondescript commercial district. He went to the second floor office and walked in. There were four seats in the waiting area, only one was occupied by a muscular older man. He went to the receptionist. He was a slim Latino, and James found himself imagining the possibilities with the older man and Latino. "Hi. I'm Jim, James," he said, catching himself. The receptionist looked up; he had a thick, trimmed beard. James stuttered for a moment. "I've, I've, I've got an appointment." "Oh yes. Mitchell had booked it." He pulled out a clipboard and handed it to him. "Can you just fill this out before the doctor sees you?" He motioned for James to take a seat. As James sat across from the bearded older man, he looked him over. He was good looking, and there was an unmistakable bulge in his jeans. Unfortunately, the man caught him staring, and smiled. James quickly glanced away and sat down. James tried to focus on the questionnaire, despite feeling the man's eyes on him. He read the first question. "In the past 48 hours, how many sexual partners have you had?" There were two columns of answers, one labeled "Receptive" and "Insertive." For each, there were just four options, "None," "One," "Two," and "Three or more." James circled his answers. "Three or more" for getting fucked, and none at all for fucking. He moved on to the next questions. "What forms of safer sex did you use, if any." Again, there were options, but only one applied to James. "None." James started on the next question, "What of the following have you done in the past six months?" He started to check off some of the options. He had used "party drugs," as the survey put it. He had sex with strangers. He had been restrained. The last one made him cause. "Sex without your consent (Raped)." He remembered how he had begged Conrad to stop. He remembered how Conrad had laughed. "I need to cum," he said. "That's all you need to worry about." His ass throbbed at the memory; he wasn't sure if he was horrified or aroused by it. He checked the box. But before he could go to the next page, the door opened, and two men walked out. He immediately recognized Tiago; this time in a shirt and tie, wearing a white lab coat and a stethoscope. He was followed by a young black man. He was wearing black pants and under the blue polo shirt, James could see the muscles ripple with each move. "I wondered if it was you," Tiago said. Tiago smiled, and James knew that even if his memory of the time with Tiago was fuzzy, Tiago's memory was crisp and clear. "This is my intern, Fabien," he said, introducing the young man next to him. He was at most a year or two older than James. James went to stand up; he realized he was about six inches taller than Fabien. "Don't worry," Tiago said. He turned to Fabien. "You want to finish up the questionnaire with him?" "Sure," Fabien said. He took the clipboard, and read the answers. He turned to James. "All bottom, huh?" "Yeah," James stammered. He tried not to meet Fabien's eyes. He had all the answers right in front of him. "And all bareback, too?" Fabien asked. Tiago was standing, watching, nodding his head. James caught the stranger staring at him, and smiling. He adjusted his dick in his jeans; James could see the stranger's cock was massive. "Yeah," James stammered. He didn't want this interview to happen where anyone could see it. "You said drugs," Fabien continued. "Which ones?" Fabien wasn't even trying to keep his voice down. Even the Latino receptionist had stopped shuffling papers, and was listening. "Uh..." The entire room was focused on him. "Weed?" Fabien asked. James nodded. "GHB?" James nodded again. "Tina?" James nodded a third time. He couldn't stand to look at the stranger again, much less Fabien or Tiago. "Anything else?" He remembered Conrad telling him to snort something. "He called it vitamin K?" "That's a bunch," Fabien said. He looked at the clipboard. His eye fell on the last one. "Let's go back," he said, turning to Tiago. "Yeah," he said. "Let's go," Tiago said, helping James to his feet. "We can talk more." As the two men led James back to an examination room, James heard the stranger ask the receptionist. "You've got his number, right?" "Hell yeah," the receptionist said, as the Fabien shut the door.

Thanks guys for your comments, I don't ask for condoms from people I know, but I feel it is safer to do with people I meet for the first time. Some say that they are on Prep, but who knows if they are being honest.

1.getting fucked by multiple men 2. Double penetration 3. Getting forced to wear my girl clothes in public 4. A nice bug dick with high vl to cum inside me and make me his. 5. Keep being used for pozzing until im topped off with every poz load possible 6.Being tricked into becoming poz because he wanted to ruin me for everyone else

I have 3 guys that are high on the repeat side. 2 of them are frequent enough that they really know how I like it and we get wild. One of them is happy to help me with my anal kinks and will spend quality time making sure I am fucked and rectally wrecked

it depends. i'm single, but i'm wired bottom with some sub thrown into the mix. Like others, if i don't cum, i get anxious, but that "anxious" for me can be channeled into my anxious need/desire to please a Top/Dom. i will edge to raise that anxious feeling and a savvy Top can use it to keep me in a ready state to please Him. Though it feels good to cum for me, i also experience disappointment loosing that edge and need to please for a little while. i vary where i will be cumming several times a day to edging and not cumming for 10 days or so... depends on who i am interacting with and the dynamic.

Hairy or smooth doesn't matter, but I love a gaping hole with a hot pair of puffy pussy lips that are screaming to be chewed on. A gape is so hot though -- a nice round opening that invites you to push your dick in. Heaven. A lot of tops that I connect with want it loose rather than tight. It used to be the other way around, where tops wanted a nice tight cunt to milk them, and it was a status symbol for bottoms who could milk a cock well, but not anymore. What caused that change, I wonder?

Absolutely love having a guy piss up my cunt. A lot of guys can't and the bottom has to be still until the top starts the flow but once it starts damn it is so hot and piggy to think you'd be willing to be someone's urinal like that. Woof!!

Fuck, you're hitting all the right marks to make this super hot for me! Looking forward to more 😍

I really hope this story continues

Ex married guy too-- while I prefer sex with men, I would be interested to find a hot gal who would be into truly no-strings sex with multiple men (men doing her as well as each other), but so many women are socialized to use sex as a tool to get their way with boyfriends/husbands/etc., that it can be a difficult find. DP, felching cum from her holes while i'm getting fucked, so many fun group options to explore!

I've stayed at trades a couple of times pre covid. It's a sleaze fest of a joint which is great but also an utter shithole. If you can tolerate the latter then it can be a barebackers paradise. Guys can be fucking all over the place, in the darkroom and sling by the bar and in the corridors, bathrooms and showers. I've been fucked in all these locations. The beer is cheap and the bar stays open as long as there is customers so it's best late into the night when everywhere else is closing. Its open to the public so when you are in, your free to wander the corridors and rooms to find some bare arse to fuck. If your a bottom its awesome, leave your door open and have all and sundry come and bang you. For all its good points, there is some negatives. As I say, the place is a shithole. Some of the rooms are absolutely manky. Some have been updated, others not touched in decades. The carpets can be covered in filth, the showers not cleaned in weeks and there is a general layer of dirt and grime everywhere. It can be very noisy. There is always people roaming the corridors keeping you awake. You don't come to trades for a restful stay. Saying that, this was pre covid. I dont know what it is like now. They certainly had enough time to give the place a good clean in the lockdown. I'll certainly be back, but may not pay to stay the night.

I love cruising the Ramble in Central Park as every there knows what they are there for. To suck dick or to get fuck. The one thing I don’t like is when they won’t fuck me raw that is a deal breaker.

Cross-posting this one, thanks @bluecollarotter! Super hot verbal with really sexy guys. [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph55bc64a50289d&pkey=31667541

The July release from Lucas Entertainment was called Barebacking Brent Everett. (For those of us with condom issues....)

As a senior member of my local rugby club I was honoured to be appointed as social director for the coming season. My assistant was to be Gary who was a guy in his early 30s who I was good friends with. Gary and his wife Laura had a huge house that we had staged many charity nights from and their Bbq s were always a great night. I`d asked Gary to stage a Bbq one weekend when there was a big boxing night on the TV, which was met with a firm no from the players wives, and it was decided that they would be going out to various cocktail bars that night then come back to Gary and Lauras house afterwards. On the night I was suprised when I got to their house to find Laura was still there. she told me she wasnt feeling very well but might go later. I could tell she was upset at something and Gary wasnt his usual self. It seemed they had been arguing about something but I didnt push them for any info. Anyway the lads turned up and I forgot about it as the drink started to flow. At some point Gary came over to me and asked to have a private word. He told me he`d found out that Laura had been visiting a local swingers club and been getting fucked by various men every night she`d been there. We talked for a few minutes, and I ll admit the thought of fucking Laura was very appealing, I`d have to find out more about this club. Gary told me he was going to "make the bitch suffer" and I just hoped he didnt do anything stupid.. He told me to follow him upstairs and i was stunned when he showed me into one of the bedrooms. Laura was gagged and strapped onto the bed naked....legs wide open. Gary said "I want you to fuck her mate". I had to take a step back from this. I was in a bedroom with a beautiful woman tied to a bed and i was being asked to fuck her by her husband. AS I was digesting this one of the lads came out of the en-suite naked and got on the bed in between Lauras legs and stuck his cock up her. Gary left the room and I watched as Laura was fucked hard and fast. When the lad had finished he Told me "your turn". This was so horny I stripped there and then and got on the bed. I fingered Laura for a while felling the spunk from the lad before me before inserting my hard cock up her. It was a dream, she is a gorgeous woman, seeing her as I was fucking her was a real turn on. When I could feel my seed rising I asked her if it was ok to come in her. I was met with a firm "yes" by Gary who was behind me. I couldnt hold back any longer and let it go right up her pussy. I could feel her cunt muscles gripping my cock as I pumped seed up her. I let my cock slip out of Laura and saw my spunk run out of her cunt and on to her arse. Gary came over to inspect and started to push my spunk up her arse with his finger. I left and went in the shower as another one of the team arrived to have his turn. I went down to the kitchen to get a drink but I really wanted to watch Laura getting fucked. I went back to the bedroom and Laura had been placed on all fours and was now being spit roasted. This was unreal. She was getting loads at both ends now. Gary wasnt happy with this and ordered the guy who was fucking Laura to get underneath her and get his cock up her cunt there so someone could go up her arse. I climbed on board. As I pushed my cock into her arse Laura gave a loud groan as her her beautiful arse was taken for the 1st time. "Pound the fucking bitch" Gary demanded and we did our best.. The guy who was up her cunt slipped out of her at the moment he shot his seed and it went all over my cock. This got me really going and I grabbed Lauras hips and started to really pound her. My spunk shot right up Lauras arse and she seemed well impressed with my 2nd load. When it was all over WE reckon Laura took over 30 loads, she even sucked off one lad in the shower when she was cleaning herself up. Apparently she still goes to the swingers club although there has been no repeat of the night in their home.

There's still much more to come ... PART 13: HELLO TO JOE'S DARK SIDE Joe told me earlier that he intended to bring a few special items to hide under the ring when he first arrived at the building. I didn’t know the exact contents, but I knew they would make the final match of the night fun – at least for poz punishers like Joe and me, less so for 19-year-old straight jocks and tag-team partners Cody and Ryan. As energetic Cody stood in the corner yelling his protests to the ref and urging poor Ryan to make the tag, Joe put the small cardboard box under his arm and walked slowly around outside the ring, watching Cody’s battered partner legitimately struggle to muster enough energy to even get to his knees. I wondered if the bruises would we visible on Ryan’s lean, tanned body in a day or two. As Joe stalked his prey, I approached both camera operators – the only other people remaining in the entire building thanks to COVID-19 crowd restrictions – and told them that this match was scheduled to be a boring beatdown. I slipped each of them $50, assured them we'd take care of the cameras, and sent them home. They attached their still-running cameras to tripods just outside opposite corners of the ring to catch the remaining action (which I knew would be anything but boring) and headed out the front door, car keys in hand. I watched as they walked out, letting the doors lock automatically behind them. Joe glanced my way and saw my quick, approving nod, assuring him that it was “go time.” As he sat the box down on the floor outside the ring, he lifted two pair of black handcuffs and held them out of view. Quickly sliding back into the ring, Joe stomped Ryan’s hapless abs three times, then slid his meaty hands under Ryan’s tight biceps and in one swift move lifted and threw the kid hard into the corner. Before the boy could slide back down into a sweaty heap, Joe grabbed his chin and spit hard from deep within his gut, aiming specifically for the kid’s eyes while they fluttered open. Then another. The thick globs of saliva found their mark and began to drip out of Ryan's eyes and down his humiliated cheeks. Joe lifted his right hand and smacked the boy across left, wet cheek. “Whaaack!” The sound echoed in the empty room. Joe lifted his left hand and smacked the kid across his right cheek. “Whaack!” Joe took the handcuffs and attached one end of each pair to the top ring rope while Ryan’s arms fell limply to his sides. All the while, Cody stood in his corner screaming for his partner to find the energy to make the tag. That energy wouldn’t come, at least not tonight. As Ryan took more abuse, Cody’s look of anger began to look more like unexpected despair and bewilderment at Joe’s unhinged rage. The ref mostly stood by, doing his best to keep Ryan from being completely decimated in a match that had been already been scheduled as a no-disqualification match (probably now to the regret of Cody and Ryan). Finally, Cody’s concern for his depleted partner overwhelmed him, and he charged the ring to try and pull the much bigger Joe off his friend. Joe greeted him with giant, stiff forearm strikes to Cody’s back, followed by his two meaty hands wrapped around Cody’s muscular neck until the jock sank to the mat, clutching at his throat. This was a level of pure, raw, painful rage that Cody had never encountered in a professional wrestling match. He never prepared for this. There was no way he could. With Cody on his stomach, and his perfectly-muscled ass lifted slightly into the air, Joe turned his attention back to Ryan and lifted him fully upright in the corner. “I'm sorry to do this to you, boy,” Joe muttered. Joe took one step backward and, in a quick thrust, lifted his massive black boot straight upward and into Ryan’s healthy, youthful crotch. Ryan’s thin layer of white spandex and worthless jockstrap did nothing to soften the blow. Ryan was already in such a haze that his eyes simply opened and bugged out just for about 3 seconds while he let out a “oooooooh, uunh” before appearing to lose consciousness completely. Joe took the opportunity to slip his fingers under each side of the boy’s white trunks and slide them down over his muscled legs, leaving the beaten kid in his white wrestling boots and thin, sweaty white jockstrap that hinted at a more-than-ample flaccid cock and balls hiding underneath. Joe slid the boy’s white wrestling gear into the side of his own black trunks as a souvenir. The ref’s eyes lingered lustfully at Ryan’s nearly-visible cock and balls. Joe turned Ryan to face the corner, then lifted Ryan’s left arm and slipped it into the first black metal handcuff. He lifted Ryan’s second hand and cuffed it as well. With Ryan nearly unconscious but unable to slump even if he tried, Joe reached around and cupped Ryan’s slightly stubbled chin and leaned in. He gave the 19-year-old jock a soft kiss on the lips, then again spit into the boy's eyes before letting his head slump again. As Ryan drifted off, Joe turned around to attack his other young trophy, Cody. He walked to the opposite side of the ring and lifted Cody by his thick, sweaty hair, then slung the kid forward into the corner. Cody’s strong chest and abs met the turnbuckles with a painful thud, and as the boy stumbled backward, he was crushed by Joe's thunderous forearm that sent Cody hard back into the corner in a 180-pound heap. Joe slid outside the ring and again shuffled through his box of toys, this time lifting his hands up to show me and the ref two pair of pink, fuzzy metal handcuffs. It was obvious that Joe didn’t want to just abuse these kids. He wanted to emasculate them. A wide, devious grin spread across Joe’s bearded face as he jumped back into the ring and turned Cody around to face him. Joe pulled his left hand back and, with no warning, forced it hard into Cody’s muscled abs and held it there as he drove it in further. Cody let out an “uuuuuum, fuck” but never even found the strength to open his eyes. “Sorry, Cody. I always liked you best,” Joe whispered just before leaning into the jock’s face to give him a soft kiss on the lips. He followed by spitting into the kid's face, using his big paws to rub his wad of saliva across Cody's model-handsome features. Within seconds, the kid – just like his partner – was turned around with his back to Joe and embarrassingly cuffed to the top rope of the ring, defenseless to stop the out-of-control monster degrading him. With Cody helpless and borderline unconscious, Joe lifted the kid’s legs to peel off the white spandex trunks identical to those of his partner. As Joe slipped them down the boy’s legs, Cody’s second flimsy layer – a white lycra posing strap -- came into full few. It was a sight the ref once again seemed to enjoy as he let his eyes linger. While I stared at the near-naked jock and hottest poz conquest of my life so far (twice, in fact), I briefly imagined how many tickets we could have sold for gay men to witness this brutal moment live and up-close. I also began to wonder how often Cody's young, meaty cock had oozed my DNA, whether into his own hand, a condom, or an unsuspecting hole. Had he been tested? Did he have any idea that he was shooting pure venom? And will Ryan be as easy as Cody? Or maybe he'll put up a fight? Joe slid Cody’s white gear into the side of his own trunks alongside Ryan’s, then stood there proudly. I suddenly realized I was fully hard, and I suspected precum would soon be visible in the bulging crotch of my jeans. I looked in Joe’s direction and could see the outline of his thick, hardened cock through his wrestling trunks. As the ref’s eyes darted between Joe and me, I could see what appeared to be a hard-on in the loose-fitting black pants of his ref’s uniform. Joe yelled out as I snapped out of my trance. “Hey, boss!” he said. “Ready?”

"K C's card was the 10 of diamonds and mine was the 7 of clubs." Mickey said. "I wished K C luck and said I'd enjoy watching. That's when Ivan chimed in, saying since we were lovers, I shouldn't be a mere spectator!" "Together, we walked upstairs to our bedroom, where we all got naked, the 3 of us hard." K C said. "Up close, Ivan's cock was more than impressive and as it throbbed, the scorpion on his shaft seemed alive! Would you like to use my toothbrush to rough up the insides of my hole?" Ivan squeezed K C's ass. "Ordinarily, that's what I do, but in the brief time I've been with you men, I think this should be more intimate. Unless you have any objections, I'll use my teeth to open a few blood vessels. My PA will also do some tearing and being that spit is the only lube you'll get, the initial penetration will be rough and painful. That's what I call making fertile ground. Again, with you there's a need for intimacy, so once I'm balls deep in you, I'll give you a fuck you'll enjoy until I'm close to climax and then, I won't be as gentle!" Reaching into his knapsack, Ivan pulled out a black towel and a large white cloth with multiple bloodstains. "So far, this is the blood of 10 men I've knocked up. Between tonight and tomorrow, it'll make an even dozen!" He put the towel and the cloth on the bed. "K C, get on the bed, on your back and suck my toxic cock while I literally eat your neg ass! Mickey, get next to K C and do what feels right!" The 2 men followed instructions and Ivan got on top of K C in the 69 position. K C's mouth engulfed Ivan's cock, slobbering all over it, while Ivan planted his face in K C's ass. Licking his crack, he found it quite tasty and it had been Ivan's experience that a tasty ass was always a fuckable ass. Inserting his tongue, he could feel K C's buttmuscles responding and his juices flowing. Mickey gently worked K C's nips. It was a scene of carnal bliss. Using his hands to spread K C's buttocks, Ivan buried his face in the sweet black hole and bit down twice. The taste of blood was unmistakable and the ground was now fertile. "Let the breeding begin!" He exclaimed, as he left K C's ass and removed his spitsoaked cock from K C's mouth. To be continued

Part 15 - Fortune Favours The Bold A week on Jamal sat in the greenhouse alone reading his daily text from Conrad, he was a little concerned when first hearing about Harry turning up and how he and Conrad had finally got it on. His concern was purely around his own need to have Conrad as a friend and a little jealousy ran through him. Today's text seem to make him a little more at ease especially where Conrad explained that Harry jokingly said he wanted to take a ride with Jam and get in a sticky mess with him. He was interrupted mid thought with Felix turning up. "Jam brought you a fresh flask of coffee" Felix said putting it on the workbench. "Thanks" Jamal replied putting his phone down. "Your daily update from Con?" Felix asked sitting next to him. "Yeah, looks like this Harry and he is quite serious" he said opening the flask and pouring a coffee. Felix nodded and looked at him "Are you worried about it?" he asked sensing Jamal was distracted. "So, so" Jamal replied looking at his phone "will he take Con away?" he asked looking at Felix. Felix smiled "Conrad will not leave here" he replied confidently "he loves the manor too much". "I hope so" Jamal said sipping his coffee thanking him again, Felix waved it off as nothing. "Beth and I are out tonight and Simon wants to know if your staying for dinner" Felix said standing up. Jamal shrugged "You mean we will be alone tonight?" he asked laughing nervously "should I?". Felix smiled at him again "Yes you will be alone. What do I tell him?" he asked. Jamal gave a very sceptical nod "Good I will let Simon know and Beth will make you both dinner". With that Felix was gone leaving Jamal alone with this thoughts, he wondered if Simon was going to make a move on him tonight remembering that in his sleepy state the morning the guys left he had literally agreed to put himself on the line. Despite his reservations underneath he liked Simon, he was generous and shown him a lot of kindness. He looked at the photos Conrad had sent him pausing at the one of Adam in his speedos soaking up the sunshine lusting after his image, he laughed at his stupidity going tongue tied and unable to put sentences together when facing Adam. If he had known then that his moment of innocent lust over that image would quickly change the course of his life completely, he would never have acted on impulse and his life would no doubt have taken a different direction. Sitting there alone lost in his own thoughts leading to conflicted feelings about his own sexuality again. Sex with Conrad was one thing being a comfortable, pleasurable experience with a friend, putting himself out there for someone else was a different matter and it would mean getting to know the person and probably discuss sex. Was he ready to discuss points about men having sex together? Jamal looked at the picture again then putting his phone down he went back to pricking out lettuces for the kitchen garden, trying to forget how dumb he must look around Adam. He felt warm and happy inside a strange sensation he had never come across before and he liked it a lot, it gave him a cosy and satisfying sense of well being. Adam had spent the afternoon pacing around the terrace, the evening when everything happened still unnerved him. Had they really felt Jack's presence amongst them. Having gone through it over and over in his head he finally sat down having rearranged his flight back to the UK. He wanted to know if there was anything between him and one person who had spiked his interest. He didn't need to worry about Conrad and Harry plus he wanted to give them the space to be alone, it was the best thing he could do right now. Adam stood at the edge of the pool then dived in surfacing on the other side, he heard two massive splashes and water flying everywhere making him chuckle. Conrad and Harry bombed Adam in the pool the swam erratically towards to him in a rush of water and deliberate splashes, he could hear them laughing amongst the sound of the splashing water from how silly they were behaving. "Well I guess that means you are back from your walk" Adam laughed wiping the water from his face. The both kissed Adam on the cheek and Harry climbed out "I will get some drinks" he said dripping in water. "How is it going?" Adam asked pulling Conrad roughly in to his arms. "Okay" Conrad replied smiling "well more than okay I suppose". "Thank god" Adam spoke kissing him on the mouth "I am flying back ahead of you..." he started staying. "Why?" Conrad asked raising his voice slightly. "I want to give you and Harry a couple of days alone together" Adam replied explaining his reasons. Conrad smirked "Are you going back to the manor?" he asked looking and waiting for a reaction. "Not sure" Adam said slowly "I want to see if..." he stopped mid sentence and backtracked a little "Jamal, is he actually gay?". Conrad ran his finger around Adam's mouth "You fancy him?" he asked knowing full well "I think you should go for it". Adam shrugged "Okay, I fancy him, he has lighted up my life a bit" he replied "please don't intervene!". "I won't" Conrad replied "anyway he goes all tongue tied around you, have you never noticed that?". "A little" Adam said grinning away "it is putting my feelings out there, I haven't done that...". Conrad stopped him with a kiss "Ignore your past Adam I know it is hard. And Jam, well he is very cautious and strangely a bullish person". Adam raised an eyebrow in confusion "In bed he is completely different and very gay!" Conrad said chuckling. "Who is very gay?" Harry asked arriving back handing them both a beer. "Jam" Conrad replied taking his beer and gulping down a mouthful "I never knew if he actually was gay or straight". Harry sat down on the side of the pool "You were straight until Moham waved money in front of you" he laughed. Conrad looked at Harry furrowing his eyebrows in funny anger look "pot and kettle" he said smirking. Adam laughed and Harry leaned forward "Is that so" he said "bet I can make you scream like Moham did". "Boys" Adam moved standing between them "play nicely" he said. Conrad leaned around Adam "Your cock is to girly to make anyone scream" he said giggling. Harry laughed and rubbed his crotch "Made you gag and choke the other night you wuss". Conrad gave Harry a middle finger "You will be screaming and begging for mercy when I stick it to you". Harry scoffed "You will end up with bruises on your forehead from your head hitting the headboard repeatedly from my fucking". "Oh I have had enough of this" Adam said moving "it is turning me on" he laughed displaying his erect cock. Harry slipped in to the pool grabbing Conrad "Fuck you drive me crazy" he said aggressively kissing Conrad. Adam climbed out of the pool watching them with a big erotic smile on his face "That is so hot" he cooed. "Half an hour guys then shower and change for dinner" Adam informed them standing up and walking to his sunbed. Jamal walked in to the manor kitchen just as Beth finished preparing dinner for them and writing instructions, seeing him she gave him the task of heating up the beef bourguignon and vegetables. Jamal read through the notes and smiled and said he could manage without any problem. He wandered off up to Harry's room that he had almost taken over now. Showered and changed he walked down stairs noticing Simon sat in the study, he turned to head towards the lounge where he would wait for Simon. "Jamal" Simon called out "you can come in". Jamal stepped backwards and walked in to the study "Sorry, I didn't know if your were busy" he explained. Simon smiled watching Jamal go over and look at the photos again "Do you want a copy of them?" he asked Jamal chuckled "No, I like looking at them, at Conrad" he specifically said pointing to the pictures. "And him?" Simon asked pointing to the three photos of Adam. "Maybe" Jamal said quietly looking at the eyes staring back at the person taking the photo. Simon stood next to him "Jack took those photos of Adam" he informed him going through how Jack took them. "Did he love him?" Jamal asked turning to Simon "It is the look in his eyes they sort of smile". Simon chuckled "Yes, Jack was the only person Adam felt real affection for at the time". "I see" he said looking back at the picture "and did Jack love him?" Jamal asked. "Of course" Simon replied "unfortunately they were so different in their ways, it would never have worked". "And now Adam has a new interest and one that looks very compatible" Simon said quite casually. Jamal felt saddened hearing this "I hope he can make it work" his voice croaking between his words. Simon laughed and patted him on the shoulder "Right let us see what Beth has left us" he said. "I got it" Jamal said turning to leave "some beef dish, you get the wine I will heat it up". Simon agreed and went off to the wine display in the dining room. Jamal cranked the heat up as instructed by Beth and put the vegetables on. Simon brought Jamal a glass of wine and chatted with him in the kitchen whilst laying the table, electing to eat in the there instead of the dining room since it was the two of them. Something about Adam captivated him and he was unsure if it was a jealously of his friendship with Conrad. His own closeness to Conrad had him thinking of men through different eyes, seeing a more attractive side to the male body. He couldn't believe that only a few hours ago it was a conflicted feeling and the more he thought about it and saw reminders of Adam he was flipping sides subtly and getting aroused at the thought of Conrad's body, no longer did he think of women. He suddenly chuckled rather too loudly remembering back to the how good it felt at boarding school and holding on to those cute arses that he ploughed to blow his load as a rampant 19 year old. "What on earth has tickled your fancy?" Simon asked topping his wine up. Jamal smiled "Boarding school, the guys I fucked for pleasure" he said watching the vegetables boil. Simon leaned against the counter watching him "Did you think you were gay then?" he asked curiously. "No" Jamal replied quickly "everyone was sort of doing it or letting guys rub them off". Simon chuckled "I did" he confessed "I fucked nearly every guy in my class" he said smiling fondly. "You did?" Jamal asked watching Simon nod "I fucked my geography tutor" he said "he was pretty cute and young". Simon laughed hard "Jam you are a naughty boy" he said with a mock shocked tone in his voice. Jamal turned to Simon "The other day when you said I fucked like a school boy, what did you mean?" he asked. "Oh" Simon was caught off guard "I meant it was like you had no control and just wanted to cum". Jamal nodded "Right, the other night I made love to Con, well it felt like it" he informed Simon. Simon looked seriously at Jamal "Normally I would have had a guy like you in bed weeks ago knocking you up". "So why didn't you?" Jamal replied "I am not asking you to do it" he said trying to ensure Simon understood. Simon smiled "Conrad" he replied "simple as that, you stood up for him and I respect you for it". "Veg is ready" Jamal said turning the heat off embarrassed by the veiled compliment he received. "Simon" Jamal turned to him "Can you show me how to do it properly?" he asked "tonight?". Simon contemplated him for a moment "Serve dinner" he replied "then we can talk about it". Simon grabbed some plates "We could hire you a porn star to play with" he said chuckling out of the blue. Jamal nearly burnt himself on the oven laughing so much "That is silly why they would they want to?". "If the money is right anyone is for hire" Simon replied putting the plates on the table. Jamal put the food on the table "You mean like Con and this Arab guy?" he laughed out loud. Jamal leaned back on the sofa sat next to Simon, his head a little fuzzy from the heavy claret they were still enjoying. Simon took Jamal's glass and place it on the coffee table in front of them, Jamal giggled nervously knowing the next few minutes were either going to freak him out or have the opposite effect. Simon sat back putting his arm around Jamal's shoulder pulling him closer, expecting to have a quick discussion he was caught off guard finding Simon's lips closing in and working his mouth open until they kissed. His first instinct was to push Simon off gently being unprepared, his head was immobilised and Simon was not letting him move away. His hands could feel the meaty muscles in the arms under the shirt that folded Jamal's resistance into a feel rather than push. Simon persisted and he could feel the subtle changes in Jamal and his urge to push away dissipating, deliberately flexing his bicep Jamal moaned and relinquished all control, his cock bursting in to a full erection feeling the bicep in his hand flexing causing him to squeeze it harder and spearing his tongue in to Simon's mouth with his arousal growing in intensity. Losing track of time Jamal had no idea how long he had been kissing Simon and feeling his body, what he could feel was the warm air flowing from the log fire wafting over his skin. Like a magician Simon had disrobed Jamal down to his underwear. He became aware that he was now touching the supple tight skin of Simon's body, the hairs on Simon's chest rubbing against his chest felt incredible. The last flickers of resistance in Jamal's body died with the tide of desire taking over from the tips of his fingers to his toes. Eyelids fluttered and closed savouring the kiss his arms snaking around Simon, he moaned lightly feeling his body lifting and the sudden warmth of the log fire increased with his body being lowered on to the snugness of the hearth rug encapsulating his back. Jamal opened his eyes lifting his hips allowing Simon to remove his underwear, he looked up at the incredible body that loomed over him. Tiny gasps now escaping his lips, Simon kissed along his stomach and chest moving upwards over his nipples where he paused and teased them with gentle bites and sucks. Jamal ran his hands over the shoulders and down the arms feeling the biceps again. His head trying to take in each incredible sensation his body was feeling. Everything Simon did made him gasp or moan in utter content. Simon moved upwards again kissing around Jamal's neck and chin line finding his mouth. Jamal opened his eyes the tapping at his hole getting more pronounced from Simon's cock. "Simon" Jamal spoke softly getting his attention "do you have condoms?" he asked. Simon smiled "We don't need condoms Jam" he replied softly kissing his neck letting the words linger in the air. "If Con didn't infect you I will" Simon said pushing his cock harder against Jamal's hole. Jamal pushed Simon's shoulders "I carry a high viral load" Simon said seductively "one toxic dose from me". Jamal pushed harder "Wait, you would deliberately do that?" he asked sounding shocked but strangely drawn to it. "Yes" Simon replied softly grinning "drops of my precum are enough infect you, maybe adding to Conrad's and recharging you". Jamal groaned he could feel the cock was slicker knowing the precum was already at his hole "Really?" he asked gasping. Simon nodded watching Jamal for any reaction and applying more pressure through his hips, the slickness of the precum eased his hole open a little more. Jamal's body pushed up with his moan, the hands moved from Simon's shoulder to his waist. Simon leaned forward and kissed Jamal sensually 'Tell me to stop Jam' he whispered softly giving him a moment then pushing harder again, Simon moaned feeling the hole slipping around the head of his cock pushing the foreskin completely back ready for penetration. Jamal moaned again arching his neck back 'Tell me you want it Jam' Simon said kissing his exposed neck, Jamal gasped louder with Simon pushing his hips down again moving part of his shaft in to Jamal's arse spreading it open wider. His fingers dug in to Simon's flesh body reacting from the pain that also felt amazing at the same time 'You want me to wreck you like Conrad did?' he asked probing with his cock. Jamal finally managed to control the moans and gasps 'I am going to fuck you after' he squeaked out eliciting a response from Simon with another jab and probing with his cock, Simon smirked down at Jamal 'Beg me for it Jam' he replied 'Beg for it' he repeated 'Demand me to infect you' he stared in to Jamal's eyes slowly nodding his head to urge Jamal to say it. Jamal knew it was going to happen but couldn't bring himself to say the words, Simon penetrated him balls deep hard then pulled almost all the way out again, Jamal's body tensed up his back arching off the rug. Simon kissed him hard then raised his head 'Beg me to fuck you and leave my mark in you' he said switching to a menacing tone that still had a teasing edge on it 'Beg or I rape you' he demanded jabbing his cock again releasing a soothing coat of precum. Simon licked his lips and moaned sexually wriggling his hips 'You got some precum inside you now, the work has started' he said grinning down at Jamal who responded digging his fingers in to Simon's flesh harder and moaning 'Fuck you turn me on' he said through his moans 'So fucking evil' he rolled his head from side to side 'You are not going to beg for it are you?' Simon asked rotating his hips watching the smile form on Jamal's mouth 'No, you will have to rape me' he responded between his groans. The words only just left his lips before he felt the crashing down of Simon's hips impaling him deep and hard, Jamal cried out loudly scratching Simon's back caught by surprise his toes curled in and stretched out his legs and body quivered and trembled from body shattering thrusts delivered in rapid succession. There was no easing in as Simon went full throttle making sure Jamal could feel him tearing at his arse changing the angle of his cock attacking every side of Jamal's anal wall. His hands moving everywhere unsure where to grab hold of Simon floating in bizarre pleasure unaware of his legs clamping around Simon egging him to deliver on his word. His body riding forward until they hit Simon's arms either side of his head preventing him from moving too far forward, back his body moved only to be pushed forward again. The skill and dedication of his powerful thrusting rained down in a relentless fashion on him. Jamal was so overcome from a maddening desire he squeezed his legs harder around Simon's waist, his toes involuntarily curled tight folding in on themselves. Jamal looked up at the grin of intention on his face, a look of absorbing himself of any culpability in his actions. He gasped from the depth of the penetration, his balls slapping against Jamal's arse 'Fucking evil' he said looking up at Simon who responded with a merciless grin, his balls moved and keeping his grin he delivered in stealth mode, no change in rhythm or look on his face. Simon gave nothing away in his expression, feeling his toxic seed delivering deep with perfect accuracy 'Dirty fucking bitch' Simon roared down at Jamal feeling the last of his orgasm retreating and resetting itself ready to deliver again, he leaned down and kissed Jamal and continued hammering in hard 'Want me to stop?' he asked teasing Jamal with several accentuated power thrusts 'Fuck no' Jamal responded moaning louder 'Finish... finish what you started' he cried out slapping Simon's back. For a moment Jamal felt the fucking get easier but the pain returned with his thrusts that seemed like no end was in sight. Jamal rand his hand over Simon's torso that glistened with sweat, tweaking Simon's nipple 'No' Simon said trying to focus. It was too late and the touching of his nipple sent the shock ricocheting from his erogenous zone all though his body spreading out then congregating in one jolt of electricity to his balls that tightened rapidly. He pushed up crashing Jamal's shoulders against the barriers his arms formed 'Fuck yessssss' he cried out jolting his hips feeling his second load flooding in to Jamal's body. He collapsed forward grabbing hold of Jamal tightly to prevent him moving away, his post orgasm pulses moving through his hips and cock grinding deeper in to Jamal's battered arse. They laid there quietly for several minutes "You are way to willing" Simon said kissing him. Jamal's panting easing his body numbed to the pain he endured "What did you just do to me!" he stated panting and grinning. Simon pulled his cock out slowly "Gave you what you needed Jam, twice" he said rolling on to his back. Jamal wiped his forehead of sweat from the heat of the log fire "You came twice?" he asked seemingly confused. "Yes" Simon replied gloatingly "double barrelled you Jam". Jamal slapped his erect cock "My turn" he said turning his head grinning at Simon. Simon laughed "Just this once mind you" he replied easing his breathing back to a normal state "you wanted teaching so this is your lesson". Jamal kneeled up and set himself into position "You have an excellent body Simon". Simon looked up at him "Shut up and get on with it" he replied chuckling. With Simon's teaching Jamal learnt several ways of enhancing the bottoms experience resulting in him using the word wow many times. Guiding Jamal expertly who picked things up really quickly and felt a totally different sensation from wanting to simply empty his nut sack. They took a break and drank some wine discussing sex which felt totally abnormal for Jamal before getting back to it over the course of the evening then going to bed together. His attempt at fucking with a condom turned out to be the worst experience he felt, it lead up to him learning how to whip it off mid fuck and plant your seed in the unsuspecting bottom. In truth it shocked him at first and put Simon in a very different light, the weirdness, the danger, the excitement of planting his seed in to another human was a strange turn on, this devious edginess he saw in Simon thrilled him giving a peek in to the darker side of the gay world. Jamal woke up the following morning a completely different person in both morals and sexual awareness. He spent a moment recalling his night with Simon that he never really expected to materialise, he was pleased it had though. The one thing he did learn was being gay allowed a man to get sex at the drop of a hat and without any need of conversation. Jamal climbed out of bed stretching, his arse a little sore but no where near as bad from when Conrad went on a mission to wreck him, his body felt abnormally warm as he stood up. Simon turned over waking up "You getting up?" he asked looking at Jamal's body. "Morning, yes I have work to do otherwise Conrad will punish me" Jamal replied giving a cheeky grin. "You worry to much" Simon said moving and sitting on the edge of the bed "you okay?" he asked. Jamal nodded "Guess so, thanks for the lesson last night" he said smiling. "You felt a little warm last night in bed and you have sweat on your forehead" Simon informed Jamal. Jamal walked over to the mirror "I feel okay" he replied wiping the tiny beads of sweat, just a little warmer than usual". Simon walked towards the bathroom "You must tell me if you don't feel well Jam". Looking at his reflection in the mirror he couldn't see anything wrong and brushed it off from laying next to Simon all night. By the time Simon had showered and gone downstairs Jamal was already outside trimming the hedges around the pool terrace. He smiled reading the latest news Conrad and Harry, finally he thought to himself then reading further down the message he saw that Adam was leaving a couple of days early so they could have some alone time. He sent a reply to Adam telling him it was fine for him to come to the manor and to stop asking since he was always welcome, Simon spoke to Beth and told her to prepare a bedroom for Adam who staying a few days. In fact Simon was quite pleased he was coming back in time for the weekend, he needed to twist Adam's arm to moderate the auction and he also needed Adam to procure some more shares. It played on him a little deciding if he should bring Jamal along to be auctioned off for the night. On second thoughts he might not appreciate being sold off to the highest bidder, then again he could make quite a bit of money. Sipping his coffee he looked out of the study window watching Jamal in his shorts and boots smiling away, he was interrupted by his conference meeting pinging up on his laptop. Despite having sold the company off part of the deal was for Simon to receive a 10% stock holding in the parent company IntecSolutions that purchased his company. That way he retained a slight foothold and some voting rights, with the dividend returns over the years Simon had been purchasing additional shares using Adam as the owner. Now holding 35% of the shares he found out through an investor that the company was quietly running a buy back scheme, the aim of keeping it discreet was to prevent an inflated price. Stealth take over was like a game to Simon, although this was different from other stealth activities it still gave him the same kind of thrill. Their meeting today was a run of the mill one and to set the quarterly result targets for the year ahead, his eye suddenly caught by Felix crossing the terrace with a flask and handing it to Jamal then standing there chatting to him. They were both laughing and talking seemingly getting on very well now despite the rocky start. He returned to the laptop spending two hours watching the faces of the CEO and CFO waiting for them to get to item 7 on the agenda, here they revealed the buy back plan and seeking full board approval to use cash flow and equity. Simon objected knowing full well that stripping the assets to buy shares was never a good move. The vote went in favour of the buy back and by the time the meeting had finished it was already public knowledge pushing the share price to an inflated level and halting the buy back. Simon made a call to the Securities and Exchange Commission highlighting some concerns anonymously, now he had to wait for the commission to launch a probe which would then bomb the share value causing an off loading and flooding the market with unwanted shares. Why did he do it? Mostly for fun and a non serious business side, he had enough of those to keep him occupied so needed some kind of light hearted distraction. He closed the laptop and looked out at Jamal who was taking some time out and laying on the terrace enjoying the spring sunshine. It was watching Jamal who seemed not to have a care in the world and clearly enjoying his job and being at the manor, that Simon made a few decisions that would impact the lives of those living around him in close proximity. It had been a risk allowing Jamal access to the manor that had paid off, he was discretion absolute and had no concerns over him. As expected within minutes the CFO, Carrington, had sent him an email asking about his objections and laying the offer to buy to his shares on the table. He had only met Carrington once before in Atlanta at the head office, he was young for a CFO at 33 and obviously the guy was an American Football jock with a very sturdy body under his shiny grey suit and white shirt that he wore. Simon intended on ignoring the email until after the weekend when he would deal with Carrington. Simon opened the study French windows and walked over to him "I pay you to work not sunbathe" he said. Jamal opened one eye looking up at him "Get over yourself and join me" he replied closing his eye. "You think I have nothing better to do than lay around when I should be working?" Simon asked grinning. Jamal waved his hand keeping his firmly closed "Dock my pay then" he said so casually it made Simon laugh. "Where do you see your life going Jam?" Simon asked going serious "What do you want to do or achieve?". Jamal opened his eye again "Who knows" he replied looking curiously at him "my parents keep pressuring me". Simon sat down next to him "Is that why you like to escape up here?" he asked. "Mostly" Jamal responded "gets me away from the constant questioning" he said sighing "and working here". Simon chuckled and Jamal sat up and looked at him "Why do you hide yourself away here?". Simon glanced at him "Makes life less complicated and I don't like socialising much" he replied. "Except if your getting something out of it" Jamal replied grinning and laying back down "suck me off". "No" Simon said drawing out the pause between "You can get to work on mine though" he said smirking at Jamal. Jamal smiled "No" he replied then closed his eyes "pay me to do it as you are docking my wages". Simon laughed his cocky arrogance that he had grown to like "Maybe I will auction your arse off Saturday". "Fuck no" he replied sitting up again "You having one of those weird parties Con told me about?" Jamal asked. Simon nodded "Yes so you might want to keep a low profile or I will auction you off" he laughed. Jamal laid back down again "You get 50% of the auction price" Simon said standing up planting the idea firmly in Jamal's head. Jamal waved his hand "No I am not a piece of meat" he replied grinning. Simon laughed "You were last night" he replied kneeling down giving him a kiss "Dinner tonight?". "Yes, thanks Simon" Jamal replied. "Good" Simon said kicking Jamal's foot "we will be three tonight" he finished saying walking off before Jamal could ask questions. Jamal sat up about to ask who was coming to dinner but Simon was already at the study and closing the door. He never expected them to be three for dinner and no idea who it was, he walked up to the kitchen looking through the window hoping to see Felix or Beth to ask them, he scanned round again finding the place quiet with no sign of them. Jamal returned to the pool terrace to finish off trimming the hedges, it was the only job he had to do today taking his time he wanted to make sure it was done correctly. His mind kept going back to the conversation with Simon auctioning him off and getting 50%, he remembered when Conrad accidentally mentioned it then became evasive when probed simply saying it was just a small orgy. He chuckled to himself cutting away at the hedges, auction me off he said to himself laughing then stopping himself wondering if he really was considering doing it just for the cash. Felix arrived at Gatwick to meet Adam and during the ride back to the manor he spent the time telling Felix about Conrad and Harry, then swerving the conversation around to Jamal trying to be non specific and casual. The closer they got to the manor the more his nerves kicked in, it had been years since Adam had thrown his emotions down on the table, not since Jack had he been intimate with another man. Some had come close and tried to get in to Adam's world but the gates were locked shielding him from unwanted intruders. Adam looked up from his phone and asked Felix to stop by the church. Felix looked at Adam through the rear view mirror and nodded, he didn't need to ask anymore questions and after fifteen minutes they pulled up outside the church. Adam walked along the path to the grave 'Hey Jack, you been on a little holiday and freaking us all out?. Not cool, I know you liked to joke around but that was crossing the line. I feel ready Jack, I would never have got to this point without you and the love and support you gave me. I am going to get him no matter what, you once told me if I wanted something be bold and work at it until I got it.' Adam stood up and kissed the headstone 'I will come back tomorrow with some flowers, Conrad gave me specific instructions which ones. God he has really taken over, you did a wonderful job nurturing him over the years. Well it is all or nothing over the next few days, oh, and no interfering, you know what I mean!' Adam smiled and took a few steps then turned 'I wish you was here to hold my hand Jack'. Adam wiped his eyes and walked back to the limo and the short drive to the manor. Adam entered and already he felt something was missing from the place, Simon came out of the study to greet him and Adam commented how quiet the place was without Conrad making a mess or noise somewhere around the place. Simon laughed agreeing with him and took Adam up to the bedroom Beth had made up for him. "Dinner at 7pm if you want to take a nap" Simon said turning to leave "It's good to have you back here". Adam was looking out of the window down the drive "Which is Jamal's house?" he asked. Simon turned holding the door and chuckled "Don't worry he is joining us for dinner" he said leaving the room. He sat on the bed looking at the closed door almost too afraid to leave the room. Pull yourself together he told himself standing up and retrieving his bags that Felix had brought up ahead of him. Losing track of time and spending a good half an hour in the shower thinking of what to say and how to say it. Realising that dinner was only minutes away he began to dry himself. Jamal arrived back at the manor from picking up a few more clothes and making an appearance so his parents knew he was still alive, his mother did not appear overly concerned that he was spending time at the manor since he had a job. She was kind of glad he had got out of the house and was doing something rather than sitting in his room listening to music and talking with that bad lot in Guildford. Jamal dumped his clothes in the study collapsing on the sofa watching Simon who was finishing off some work. "Made yourself comfortable I see" Simon remarked grinning without looking over. Jamal sighed "Yeah" he replied "you let me in your house so I am settling in" he said smiling. Simon chuckled "Good" he replied watching Jamal stand up and walk over to the photos "again?" he said. "I miss him, can't wait until he gets back" Jamal replied looking at the photos of Conrad then Adam. Simon closed the laptop "How are you feeling Jam?" he asked curiously wondering if his body was converting. "Fine" Jamal replied glancing over his shoulder at him "a little cold earlier but I feel alright". "You look like you want to lick that photo" Simon said watching him "do you find him sexy?". Jamal shrugged "That's just it, I don't know" he softly spoke "suppose so I think" he said scratching his chin. Simon watched Adam appear standing at the door "What if I was attracted to him?" Jamal spoke again. Simon glanced at Jamal then Adam "What does your heart tell you Jam?" Simon asked. Silence prevailed until Jamal spoke "He is a man and..." he paused "I don't know how to love a man". "You love Conrad" Simon replied watching Jamal fixated on Adam's photo "can you love a man?". Jamal shrugged again "Conrad is different, more friendship love. Loving another man freaks me out". Simon sat back in his chair quickly glancing at Adam "Do you know why it freaks you out?" he asked. "Afraid of the unknown Simon, commitment, parents, everything" Jamal replied only making half sense. Adam stepped forward "What if I was attracted to you and wanted you?" he asked. Jamal jumped and turned going red "Oh... err... I..." he ran out of the French windows across the terrace. Simon chuckled "You get him tongue tied every time, I think it is completely obvious you scare him". Adam walked over to the doors unable to see him "He will keep" he replied watching him disappear in the garden. Simon stood up laughing "I am glad your hear I need to ask a favour" he said "Don't worry about Jam". Simon explained to Adam that he needed a Jack this weekend for the auction and started going in to detail. Jamal hid in the greenhouse palpitations hammering hard in his chest, unsure if it was the excitement or freaking out. He never expected Adam to be standing there of hearing the conversation. Leaning back against the wall trying to calm down Jamal felt like a jolt of electricity had passed through his body. He could hear footsteps approaching and recognised the steps knowing it was Felix. "Fella you got to stop running" Felix said walking in to the greenhouse. "Sorry" Jamal replied catching his breath "what the fuck is wrong with me?" he asked not expecting a reply. Felix stood looking at him "Your nerves" he stated "probably afraid of already knowing the outcome". "Outcome!" Jamal remarked "you think there is an outcome?" he asked sounding shocked. Felix smiled "Definitely. I am almost sure Adam has come back here for you" he said hinting Jamal to follow. Jamal steadied himself following Felix "What does he want with me?" he asked trying to seek an answer. "That you will have to find out" Felix replied turning to Jamal "come on keep up they are waiting". Adam agreed to stay the weekend and reminded Simon that Conrad was due back on Saturday evening and no doubt Harry would be with him. Simon chuckled informing him that Moham would be here and is bringing a couple of guys, one bottom and one who is versatile but agreed to bottom for the night. Simon understandably omitted his conversation earlier with Jamal and auctioning him off. Jamal walked in to the dining room and Felix played to his strength asking him to select the wines for dinner, Simon and Adam walked in seeing the backs of them discussing wine and examining bottles with Jamal handing him a Chauteauneuf-du-Pape for the main and Chablis premier cru for the starter. Felix nodded and smiled telling him it was an excellent choice. Jamal turned hearing the guys entering the dining room whilst Felix went off to chill the Chablis, he stood rooted to the spot looking at Adam who smiled at him. His head in turmoil unable to take his eyes off Adam, it was like the picture was standing life size in front of him. Shaking the thoughts off he managed to take a few steps forward and sit down before he fell making a fool of himself. Simon was having a ball waiting and watching Jamal who seemed to glaze over trying not to look at Adam. Throughout dinner Simon steered the conversation around gardening and the villa in Sardinia which seemed to keep Jamal's focus from thinking about the guy sat next opposite him. Adam paid Jamal numerous compliments about his choice of wine with each course, chuckling at Jamal's quiet response and grin on his face. Adam wanted to go over and kiss the face off him, it was the longest time he had sat with Jamal and with each passing moment he was falling crazily deeper in love with him. The merest hint of Moroccan descent in his facial features, the olive skin and dark hair naturally fitted the youthfulness that Jamal exuded. He had to step back a moment wondering if the 7 year age gap was to big and maybe that was the reason Jamal seemed to mentally fight him off. Simon asked Felix to serve coffee in the lounge and the three of them stood, Adam held back waiting for Jamal. "Shall we?" Adam softly asked holding the door and Jamal nodded, he waited until Jamal stood by him. Jamal looked at Adam "After you" he said finally managing to say something to Adam. Adam smiled and waited the other side of the door for Jamal "Why are you fighting me Jamal?" he asked. "Am I?" Jamal asked stopping in his tracks unaware of his flirtatious look "Fighting you for what?". "My affection" Adam replied looking in to his eyes laying his emotions bare. "Why?" Jamal asked "what do you want from me?" his words seemed to plead for the truth. "Surely you know how attracted to you I am" Adam said opening his heart to Jamal. Jamal turned and walked towards the lounge "Yeah" he replied "you coming or standing there all night?". His heart lifted at the same time it sunk unsure what Jamal's response actually meant. Maybe he was just too forward for Jamal. The strangest warm fuzzy feeling grew inside his body, never before had anyone said so much in so few words, the words were enough to spike Jamal's overly keen interest. His own sense of self doubt diminished smiling to himself knowing that what he heard was very close to a complete confession of love. He turned and smiled to Adam who was walking towards him standing by the door to the lounge. "You after commitment or just a fuck?" Jamal asked out of the blue taking Adam by surprise. Adam stopped at the door "If it was just a fuck I would have had you weeks ago" he replied. Jamal almost lost his bottle to speak and have to swallow hard "You reckon?" he asked. Adam smirked at him "Stop playing games, you want me ". Jamal stood watching Adam walk in to the lounge and sit on the sofa whilst Simon poured coffee for them all. Was it possible that this one person could flick a switch like that turning Jamal on light a light bulb. Jamal closed the door and walked over to Simon and took the cup of coffee Simon offered thanking him and sitting down on the sofa. Not apart, not on a separate one but right next to Adam, the boldness in his mannerisms almost screamed that he was no longer scared of Adam. Simon poured the last cup of coffee for himself and glanced at Adam and Jamal who both sat there grinning like mischievous children scared to move or look at each other in fear of being told off. The crickets seemed louder than ever now the storm had passed, the lightning flashing brilliantly over the sea with the waning storm. Harry reached over and picked up his bottle of beer then rested his head back against Conrad's chest sitting in between his legs, they had been sat here for several hours under the canopy watching the storm. Conrad fingering Harry's nipples and chest, Harry running his fingers along Conrad's legs that were folded around him again. A quiet serene state of happiness existed around them. A little bit of nervousness existed in each other with neither one wanting to make the first move being their first night alone together. Ever since Adam left they had walked and talked a lot revealing everything about themselves, their lives, families and hopes. Conrad found a braveness to talk about Joshua and the weekend of events that unfolded, it gave Harry a better insight and understanding on where he needed to be a little more cautious and not freak Conrad out. Harry watched Conrad's fingers caressing his chest and let out a very contented sigh, it was so comfortable, so right that he didn't want to move or be apart from Conrad for a moment longer. Conrad moved his fingers up Harry's chest passing over the nipples and stroking his neck and chin, he could feel each nervous breath Harry took, he leaned forward and kissed Harry on the head. "You ready to go to bed?" Conrad asked feeling Harry stroking his leg with long tender strokes. Harry nodded gently "I think so, pretty tired I could do with some sleep" he replied. Conrad tweaked Harry's nipple "I wasn't thinking of sleeping just yet" he said chuckling. Harry turned his head and smiled looking up at Conrad, a view he was enjoying more and more wanting to pinch himself to make sure this time it was definitely real.

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Stroking his beard, K C continued, "I've been going to the same gym for years and I noticed a new guy, Asian, toned heavily tatted. Definitely gay but no sexual attraction between us. His ink had me intrigued and we had some nice discussions. Oh yeah, his name is Lee and he was looking to get more ink, but I didn't know any tattoo artists. For a few weeks, there was no sign of Lee and I figured he was away. I'm on a bench, doing presses when Lee is back and he approaches me. Done with my reps, I take a break and Lee tells me he has some new ink, lowering his left sock to reveal a dragon tat on his calf. He says there's something else, but it needs to bee seen in private, so we arrange to meet in the locker room in 15 minutes. I asked where he was and he said he'd been 'under the weather'. My workout finished, I head to the locker room to find Lee waiting for me. Looking around, he's satisfied that no one is around and he lowers his shorts a bit. Just above his pubes is a bio haz tat, in neon blue, outlined in red. I suggest we discuss it in private over coffee after I've showered. Fifteen minutes later, we're in the local coffee shop at a quiet table. So, 'under the weather' is code for fuckflu which made us both laugh. Lee had found Ivan's ad in a local gay rag and booked an appointment to get the dragon tat done. Unbeknownst to Lee, Ivan had seen him at a sex party, hooded, in a sling and getting fucked bareback by man after man. Lee didn't even flinch when Ivan told him what he saw. He also said we wasn't on PrEP and wasn't poz....yet. That's when Ivan dropped his pants to reveal what he calls his 'weapon of mass infection', 12.5" of thickly veined AIDS cock, with a scorpion tat along the shaft, offering to get the deed done. A few nights later, Lee was in Ivan's sling, getting fucked repeatedly. Just as promised, Lee came down with the fuckflu and when Boris came to take him, he got confirmation with a home test. Hearing this made my cock throb and Lee gave me Ivan's number and said it would be okay to use him as a reference!" Mickey put his hand on Tim's scorpion tat and said, "That night, after dinner, K C said we need to have a serious talk. He told me how some POZ guys can go to great lengths to hide their status and thinking about it, I had to agree. Next, he mentioned that POZ men can be just as hot as neg men, maybe even hotter and rather than relying on the luck of the draw, it might be best for the 2 of us to knowingly get knocked up. Both of us were hard and when he told me how Lee was knocked up by Ivan, I suggested we call Ivan before making a definite decision. K C called Ivan and left a message, using Lee as a reference. An hour later, Ivan returned the call, definitely interested as he'd never infected a couple. We logged onto the web so we could have a cam session. Granted, he's a bit rough around the edges and heavily inked, but he was still hot and that cock helped us make up our minds. Understanding my high profile job, Ivan assured us he'd be discreet. He'd come to us the next night and we'd both need to be cleaned out before deciding who'd get Ivan's venom first!" To be continued

Just for the record. "PrEP" refers to the protocol, taking Truvada/Descovy, using condoms to prevent STIs and getting the regular Bloodwork. Yes... Taking the Truvada/Descovy will give upwards of 99+% protection. In my HIV outreach work I will frequently run into guys who, while wearing condoms 99-100% of the time, they are still worried about contracting HIV. Maybe a condom broke one time, maybe there's a GF or wife in the picture. There maybe numerous reasons that an individual would want to take "PrEP" and use condoms. There is enough shaming in our community already. Lets not further shaming fellows who may have a reason to "wear the seatbelt even when the car has an Airbag"

"It's probably best if I give you the Reader's Digest version of how this sweet, sexy man came into my life." Mickey said. "It was just about 3 years ago and I was an ADA. At that time, I was only out to my boss and he assigned me to a gay bashing case. K C was scheduled to testify and we met to prepare for the trial. That dazzling smile of his had me hooked instantly. When he took the stand, I covered my crotch with a folder to conceal my hardon! The jury returned a guilty verdict in less than an hour. We shook hand on the way out of court and I cursed myself for not taking things further." Chiming in, K C said, "You weren't the only one who cursed yourself! Mickey's eyes are so intense and that unibrow of his frames them perfectly. Wrongly, I thought a man as sexy as him couldn't be single. A month went by and I gathered up the courage to go to his office and ask him out on a date. When he said 'yes', my heart fluttered and I was walking on air." Mickey reached over and stroked K C's shoulder. "No mere date, it was a night of magic! When he gave me the address, I figured he must be housesitting, but when I arrived and he told me how he came to live here, it made me admire him. The next pleasant surprise was that he cooked dinner. An arroz con pollo that would make my Abuela jealous!" Grinning like a cheshire cat, K C continued. "My parents took me to Puerto Rico for 3 weeks when I graduated 8th grade. Every night we ate dinner at the same place and every night I ordered arroz con pollo. One night, the woman who was the cook, an Abuela herself took me into the kitchen and showed me how it's done. Of course, Mickey was, is and always will be the tastiest dish! After that night, we started dating every weekend and eventually, we added a few nights during the week. Quickly, we became an item. With both of us being negative, condoms were never an issue and fucking bareback added intimacy." "The lease on my apartment was set to expire in 2 months and when K C suggested I move in with him, I knew it was time to have the talk." Mickey said. "I told him that I was happy with him, but I didn't know how long I could remain monogamous." "His fears were put to rest when I confessed to having the same issue!" K C said, proudly. "That's when I suggested we have an occasional third who would be discrete and have proof of neg status. Over the years, there's been 4 guys for a night or 2, but nothing more. Which brings us to our tats!" To be continued

Yeah, I've had guys cum as soon as they slide in.... one guy, was his first time bareback... Literally came as he entered me, and then was spent. 30 seconds total hookup, from mee letting him in to seeing him out.

Fuck, can't wait for more!

Your situation is an enviable and precarious one- I read about your desires and passions with great interest and arousal. My experiences when I was younger as a hard-driving POZ-TOP makes me want to strongly encourage the both of you to submit to the passions and hungers you have described here. I would caution you that you must BOTH want this to happen with all your hearts- the slightest doubt or hesitation would definitely poison your relationship; if you find yourself regretting taking this ultimate act of submission and bonding, OR if your lover suddenly feels guilty for 'destroying your life' and taking away your 'healthy negative life'. This would very likely be the end of your relationship, if either ofyou are less than honest. My experiences in the early 2000's in taking 'med holidays' seems to have little cost to my health, though I was infected with HIV for over 12 years BEFORE I was diagnosed and started medications- so my viral load was extremely high when I began my treatment. My 'med holiday' lasted for over nine months, since the criteria for ending the holiday was maintaining a CD4 of over 200- which I was able to do. There were at least two sexual partners of mine that benefited from my high viral load during this time, which was well in the 600-800,000 range. Remembering the incredible experiences of their knowingly submitting to intense and prolonged raw sex, power-fucking and love-making, which created for my partners and I the unbreakable bond of the virus we shared took both our sex-play and our relationships to a new and powerful level. I was able to return my viral load to near undetectable within 4 months after- but this as well as the 'med holiday' were both accomplished under a doctor's supervision. IF the current pandemic/Coronovirus shutdown was not in place, there is a fair chance that I might have successfully gone off my meds yet again and fulfilled the dreams and fantasies of one of my submissive partners by now. Knowing the intensity and the passion of sharing this experience with a man, I would support finding a 'third party' to infect you only if you BOTH decide it would be preferable. I encourage you to make your fantasies real - it is a connection that few humans share and it will be something you will thank eachother for every day!

On Friday (I've fucked a couple of guys in the last week 1 regular and a couple anon , all BB ) I had some free time in the early afternoon , there is a crushing spot on a main road , not far from the motorway about 25 miles from where I live - it is perfect f , great safe parking and lots of secluded trails. I parked up and looked on Grindr , Squirt and BBRT - lots of fellow slags looking for ass and / or cocks. I was a very hot day so as I got out of my works van there was lots of Icandy , most just in shorts. I'm a 50's bear and decided to go in work clothes , ie steel toe cap boots , work shorts and a black T , shorts work well for me as I have muscly legs and a couple of tattoos. The place has a well worn path but lots of long grass leading to a wooden strip off it so perfect for causing with all that cover (although I'm an all year cruiser and have had some of my hottest fucks in the snow - nothing hotter than a bottom farting out my / and or others cum and it melting show as it hits the ground) I went a respectable distance along the path and in to the wooded area , there was a hot early 40s guy , blue shorts great tan and nice disco tits , he was carrying his slag bag (Poppers ,Jocks , lube and wet wipes etc) always a sign that he's in for the afternoon and hoping for lots of attention. He stood half facing me and I started to feel his ass up , he leant forward offering better access - I got a couple of fingers in his and slowly walked by rigid cock (im no Adonis but am always hard with a thick over sized cock - that seems to do the trick) He leant in to his bag an pulled out a thin syringe and stuck it in his hole and got some lube in it ' i stood behind and glided in him up to my balls – im uncircumcised , but love to pull my foreskin back so that my fat mushroom head drags along his ass walls. I’m obsessed with who’s fucked the guy before me , and most important did they cum inside. The bottom had been fucked but not loaded and didn’t want me to cum in him “but come back and load me before I go” – I moved on , I’m not a DJ – I don’t do requests ! Within about a couple of minutes I saw a hot jock guy I had fucked last year , just my type – late 30’s close crop and with pierced tits and in a jock – he just bent over and stuck his hot booty out for daddy’s cock slit slick from the last ass. He was well loose (no loads , but lots of precum in him) , he has just the perfect Goldilocks ass (not too loose , not to tight – just right) He bent over and grabbed a tree (another advantage of a woods fuck) , no warming him up needed – I just fucked the ass off him and twisted his nipples at the same time – he loved it – filthy cunt ! As I had other things to be doing so I didn’t hold back and told him I was going to load him – he just reached behind him and pulled me deeper in to him – I’m still post lockdown horned so I put several thick ropes of cum im him – when I pulled out a big gob fell on the ground – the next top will find his ass full with my load.

It's true this slut really loves men who fuck it like used trash aids bait

I’m a Gay man and have no interest in females. I had sex with one once, and it was a turn off for me. I have work with lesbian groups for events But that’s it.

I got this hint from a [banned word] hook up: when you’re done whoring and are going to rest for a few hours, always turn the jock around so when the cum drips out your ass it’ll soak into the pouch. Funny filthy jock story. I hooked up with a guy from BBRT who was wearing a filthy jock in his pics. I asked him to wear it. He comes to my hotel and strips, but he’s free balling. I made a comment about not wearing the jock, and he said, ‘I’m wearing it!’ I thought he was crazy, but he turned over the desk chair and pulled his ass cheeks open, and there was about a 1 inch loop of leg strap hanging out his asshole. I put that strap between my teeth and pulled the jock out, and he put it on for me. I will never forget that hook up.

Juan was a class “A” jerk and I was done! I deleted all his emails and texts. I removed his contact information from my phone and took all the Teddy Bears and jewelry he bought me, and all the clothes he had at my place; put them all in a black trash bag and prepared to toss it down the trash chute. The entire time I was storming around gathering his shit, my phone kept ringing and I knew it was him. Txt – “Baby I’m sorry” Txt – “You always said you wanted to try a gangbang” Return Txt – “NOT WITH ASSHOLES THAT JUST GOT OUT OF PRISON!!!!” Return Txt – “AND YOU EGGED THEM ON WHEN I WANTED TO STOP!!!” I knew I should have turned my phone off, stupid me. Txt – “Let’s talk” Return Txt –“NO” Txt – “Fine, you just a piece of ass to me anyway bitch!” Return Txt – “THAT IS WHY YOU ARE AN EXBOYFRIEND!’ Txt – “I’ll be there in 20 mins” Fine, I thought. I wanted closure. I wanted Juan AKA; Mr. Jerkface to know what he will be missing. I knew I was messing with fire, but I was pissed. Quickly doing my hair and makeup, I spotted his favorite booty shots he loved to see me wearing. Putting on my matching powder blue sneakers made the outfit just right. Even in the thick soled sneaker boots Juan was still a full 6-inches taller than me. When the buzzer rang, I squirted on a bit of Red Door (his favorite perfume) on my neck, opened the door, and give that stupid jerk my best death stare to Mr. Jerkface. He barged in like he owned the place and asked, “What the fuck?!” when I pointed at the trash bag in the corner. “Oh, you just going to throw my shit out?!” “Yep” I respond. I did my best to remain steady looking at his thick arms, scruffy beard and bulges in all the right places. I had to keep telling myself it was over, then I pictured what happened in my head and remembered why we broke up… I would do anything to please him and when he told me his “boys” said they never fucked a feminine sissy like me, and it was a fantasy of his to watch me getting fucked by another man. That would be my gift to him. As his sissy wife I thought it would be so awesome to have him live out his fantasy of watching me getting fucked by other men. He was supposed to bring two nice guys; but they were gangbanger thugs straight out of prison, and to my surprise I was his gift to those assholes! They abused my entire body, it was a night of sucking their dirty cocks, getting fucked over and over in every position. No tapping out, no limits for them. The one time when I said I couldn’t take anymore was met with a swift smack to my little balls to put me in my place. I was humiliated and Juan laughed, drank and took pictures. The thought of that night helped clear my head, and for the moment I was standing firm. But God, he had a body on him. In his Spanish accent, he apologized over and over. I sat on the couch and Alex went to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of wine and two glasses, WTF?! He complimented me on how I looked, how I smelled so pretty; and said he was a jerk for not stopping the assault. We talked, had wine, talked more and had more wine. Then I noticed when he got the second bottle of wine, he hadn’t touched his glass at all. The conversation moved from how sorry he was, to how much me missed my body. How horny he got every time he thought about my thick ass. Unfortunately, was so tipsy and vulnerable, and me being such a stupid gurl, I believed every word he was saying. The wine had done its job, loosened my guard and he did not waste a second. We had a heavy make-out session on the couch and the next thing I knew my hands were all over his muscular Latin body as he kissed my neck and pawed my big ass. He knew every right button to push, and I was once again I was between his legs sucking his beautiful cock. Fuck he did it again! I continued to rub his powerfully built legs as he told me he knew I really wanted him to fuck me. Standing up, he grabbed me by the waist “Girl get that fat ass over the couch” Between the alcohol and him always having control over me, his commanding voice made my knees weak and the only thing I could do was obey as he placed me over the couch in the perfect fucking position. “You ready for ass babies?” I nodded my head yes. It always takes Juan a while to work his cock to full girth in me and once he does, I must hang on for dear life because that man knows how to make me feel like a woman! The was no time for lube, he had to get my pussy while I was willing. Using the slobber for his blowjob and extra spit, he worked his jumbo dick in my sissy cunt. I moaned as he pushed deeper in me “Damn baby, you know I need this pussy” it sounded like old times. Balancing over the couch I reached back and pulled apart my meaty cheeks, I wanted all if that dick in my hole. “Fuck my pussy daddy” I moaned and that was his cue to try his best to break my asshole. He forced every inch of his brutish Latin dick in me. His balls slapped mine as he pumped me like he would never see me again. God, it felt like is dick was bigger and meaner than before. At times, he would pull out all the ways just so he could slam it back in to hear my reaction. He pushed full force in me, and I thought he was going to fuck me over the couch. I balanced myself, but he had a better solution; he grabbed both of my arms, pulled them back and slammed away. Over and over he worked my asshole as I whimpered and moaned feeling every inch dick. My faggot cunt was his and he knew it. “Please give me that cum, I want your ass babies daddy” in the middle begging for his seed, I shot my load as he rocked me over the sofa, then I felt squirt after squirt of his warm semen flood my boi pussy. Juan pulled his cock out making a squishy “pop” and I could feel his cum oozing out of me and down legs. I stayed slumped over sofa, with my butthole twitching as it emptied Juan’s DNA down my balls on the fabric. I was so relaxing to lay there, my ass and legs dangling over one end, and the rest of my body over the other being in total bliss. Juan gently padded my butt then I felt a gentle kiss on my ass cheek. He was unusually sweet, and the quiet moments I drifted off thinking maybe I was just being a brat about my man. I waited for him to walk around the other side of the sofa thinking he may want for me to suck him clean; but he never did. Maybe he thought I was resting happily, so he crept to the bathroom to clean himself off, but it was too quiet. Feeling the silent was too long, I scooched down from the back of sofa, to see where the hell was Juan and got the shock of my life! The apartment door was wide open, and his bag of stuff was gone, WTF?! That fucking jerk’s final act of humiliating me was to creep out, leaving my apartment door wide open. My heart skipped a beat wondering just how many of my neighbors saw me and my big ass bent over the couch, legs spread wide, with a full view of cum dripping out my asshole.

Raw Shots from Treasure Island Media is another one I've done. This vid was pretty big at the time and has recently been re-released.

Learned it when I was 17 from the clerk at an AVS who made me suck him in a video booth when there were no other customers around. He closed the shop then and came to my booth. Showed me how to do it and what he liked. He was also the first one to fuck me one of the next times I was there. Always went there around closing time and hung around until the last customer left. Let's say that when I was moving on to cruising the park (after he left to work somewhere else) I was an experienced cocksucker and knew how to take dick up my ass ;-). Loved that guy for showing me the ropes.

I am not usually picky, but I have to admit that a loose/gaping hole is the most attractive to me. It looks so inviting and you know it's going to just suck on your cock

I know a top that likes well used holes because they resemble a pussy....the hole goes from round to an elongated oval shape.

me too. i'm not a bug chaser, just a load chaser and a cum whore. it's the feeling of that load shooting up inside me that gives me the thrill. Sure there's that element of danger in not knowing whether the load is charged or not, but in the end, iyt's the load that counts.