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I've been a top all my life, and always enjoyed unloading in a white ass.. Also, loved seeing a white boy take a BBC at the vid store. But lately, no action for me, and getting a little depressed. And reading all these tales on here, making me horny and craving a load in my ass Toxic loaded stories, making me cum reading them... so last weekend, I set out to the xxx store.. heard it is open again, and that they are letting Black guys come for free ( some homeless that are basically living there when they need to) When I get there, it's after midnight, and after a quick walk thru - i notice the rooms are indeed full of Black guys - at least ten of them there.. mostly older, some slim, some muscular, some on the heavy side. I make some eye contact with some and head to the back room, where there is a couch and porn playing. The room is well lit, which I like because I like to see what's going on. As i enter the room, i turn and two Black men are already standing at the doorway to block my path if I planned to turn around and leave. I had no intention of that. Instead, I took off my sneakers, dropped my shorts and took off my shirt . Totally naked i sat down on the couch and waved them towards me. I started sucking their cocks, back and forth. One maybe 45 years old, around 6 foot, 220 pounds and a thick uncut dark piece of meat. The other guy, maybe 6 foot 3, 175, slim but muscular, with a long 9 inch uncut cock. As I sucked, one of them would occasionally smack my face, and both got a little verbal, calling me names. I noticed three others near the entrance of the room , all stroking their cocks. They moved into the room, to get a better view, and also to offer me their meat. Now I had five Black cocks, I was sucking.. Licking their balls, and even an occasional ass hole. Whatever they wanted I was willing to do. Finally one of them took me and bent me over the couch, First licking my ass, and then forcefully fingering my hole. I started to tell him to go easy, but then i stopped. Let him use my ass any way he wanted. As he worked my ass over with his finger, another Black guy stuck his cock in my mouth. so now I had action at both ends. It wasn't easy sucking that cock as the other guy worked over my ass but i did my best. As he started to push his thick cock into my ass, it got even more difficult. Tight as I was, he managed to slowly push it thru and fuck my ass. Other guys eagerly cheered him on. Telling him to breed my white faggot ass. Then I heard the guy fucking me say out loud, You gonna take this dirty poz dick cum aint you white boy... and all i could say was yes sir give it to me. thats what i came here for He unloaded his toxic load deep in my gut and pushed his cock in as deep as it could go . He rested a few and then pulled out... i wanted to reach around and feel his cum dripping out of my ass, but didn't have time as another Black guy took his place. I glanced around to see a younger Black guy, totally wasted ,skinny and sickly looking. He pushed his cock in hard and leaned in to my face and pulled my face back to him and kissed me deeply as he fucked my hole.. Breed me i told him.. I want your dirty load I told him.. You want it, you gonna get it he said back to me and then unloaded inside me.. Now probably two toxic loads deep in my gut and I wanted more.. Thank god the evening was still young.....

It was early January this year. I met a guy out at a bar and we left to go to his place but he said he couldn’t wait. He ended up fucking me between some cars in a parking garage right outside the bar, my jeans and underwear around my ankles.

I got fucked by a cute 29yo today in my RV while traveling through Twin Falls Idaho. He wanted me to be ass up when he walked in. So I did. He sent a face and dick pick, but when he came in I never turned around to look, he just fucked me for a few minutes and came in me, then left. That's what we wanted, to come in, fuck and dump, then leave. I never turned around to look at him. That's the closest I've come to anonymous. He had a pretty long dick. I couldn't push out his cum at first, took 4 hours for it to finally come out. At first I didn't think he actually came, but there 4 hours later it showed up. Big pool of cum came out of me.

Part 1 I was looking to see if anyone was needing a house boy online and I found one article that caught my attention. Looking for a young sexy house boy who does everything asked. Would require to move into the spare room and be a full 24 hour houseboy. Room and board are included and I need one that will be a great cook as well as a good cleaner and would be of service during all the parties I host. The biggest requirement of all is that the house boy needs to be Poz or if they are neg willing to convert to Poz. This is a house of hiv Poz men we have four men living here with hiv and one with aids and we all need a house boy that will take care of the house and take care of our needs as well when we aren't having a party. Of course this means you have to be at least 18 years of age and we would prefer you to be a total twink as well as a bottom if not vers. We will take care of all your needs as well and any you desire in the future. There is one more requirement needed for this position but will explain that during the interview if we decide to choose you. Respond to this if this will be you and send pics of your ass body and dick so we can assess you. I was shaking as I read through the article a second time and I saw my dick was rock solid and dripping as I read it. I could feel my hole twitch and couldn't move the mouse fast enough to the respond button. I gave all the info about me that I was 18 a total twink with no body fat brown hair and green eyes, a seven inch cut dick and a butt that you could bounce a quarter off of. I sent a few pics of me in a thong so they could see my ass and my body and dick and couldn't hit send fast enough. Once the response was sent I laid down and furiously started to jack off and finger my ass and shot the largest amount of cum that I ever have just imaging what would happen if they choose me.

This forum is all about sexual freedom. If he likes getting pissed on by hookers it's his own business. It's the least objectionable thing about him.

Last week at a well known wooded area near the city. I made eye contact with a long haired lad as I walked towards the bushes. He caught up with me 5 mins later when I found my spot. I had a jock & cock ring on, shorts around my ankles and my hairy hole on display. He pulled out his impressive 8 incher (I love wee guys with a massive todger), which I sucked to get him hard. A couple of blokes joined us, wanking off. Top man spun me around to access my arse. He went in hell for leather, calling me a dirty slut which turned me on even more. He asked the other 2 if they wanted to breed me, but they were happy watching and wanking. He pulled out to insert a PA, then rammed it back in. It felt amazing, feeling his PA in me. He built up to climax and grunted when he coated my innards with cum. When he slid out, the cum was leaking down my leg. He left with a grin on his face, as did I.

Toxic

I prefer as little as I can wear whenever possible.

Was visiting Fire Island for the weekend. A guy hit me up on BBRT but neither of us could host. He suggested a secluded spot near the beach and since it was late at night we’d have the cover of dark. I figured we wouldn’t have much time so I prelubed my hole and made my way to where we were to meet. He was a little shorter than me, heavyset and with an average but thick cock. I took off my shorts, bent over, placed the poppers under my nose, and took a deep breath. He pushed into my hole easily and slammed balls deep into my hole. He didn’t last long as he soon was dumping his load into my hungry hole. He left me there while I tried to put my shorts back. I started to walk back to the place I was staying as his cum began to leak out of my hole. My head was still swimming from the poppers and my hole craved more cum. I looked at my phone and noticed a message on scruff. He was looking for a hole to fill. He couldn’t host either, but suggested his backyard. He asked if I was ready for him and replied saying I had a fresh load already in my hole. I got to his place and he led me around back. He was taller and slim, and while he had a bigger cock it was slightly slimmer than the other guy. I took off my shorts, lubed up his cock and then bent over an outdoor bench. He pulled out his poppers and I pulled out mine. A feeling of warmth flowed through me as he entered my cum slick hole. He pounded my hole good, working the first load deeper into my hole. I lost track of how long he fucked me, but my legs were beginning to cramp and tire out. We both took more hits off our poppers and with renewed passion and vigor he fucked my hole while I pushed back in his cock. He grabbed my hips and shot his load deep in my hole. Knowing that I had earned his cum, I grabbed my cock and shot my cum all over the ground while he fucked his load deeper into me. Both men complimented my hole, wanting to breed me in the future. Here’s hoping.

@hungandmean is absolutely spot on. If you were born after, say 1995, you're not very likely to know what the 1980s and 1990s were like for gay men whose t-cell counts were under 100. But you should thank God every friggin' day for giving you a chance that they never had.

Actually there was a HUGE PUSHBACK. The Turds on the Board ignored initial petitions that wanted the name kept. They did their own survey and admitted they went AGAINST OVERWHELMING sentiment. 58% said Definitely keep the name and 80%!!! said they had no problem with the name. We will see how much business and Donation money they get from festivals. Those donations go straight into their organizations pockets. I certainly won't ever pay the $10 donation again. And in Chicago since they are held on streets I pay for it is strictly optional.

Very true, and I'd give the same response to anyone whose issue involved medical recommendations for those or other diseases. For instance, I would expect a person with Type 2 Diabetes to be advised by his physician to reduce sugar intake as much as possible, including carbohydrates that break down into glucose, whether or not that person "wanted" to be advised to cut back on sugar. He's free to ignore that advice, but an ethical doctor will remind his patients of his best medical judgment. Whether it's a medication or a lifestyle change isn't particularly relevant for a doctor's ethical obligation to advise his patient as to his best medical options. This is a lot to unpack, but I'll give it a shot. 1. HIV medications are not "trivial" in terms of effect on your body, but they're also not, for most people, the havoc-wreaking toxic cocktails they once were. The majority of people on most HIV medications experience few if any side effects, so I call "bullshit" on the idea that they "hit quality life just as hard as without." That may be the case for the rare individual, but that person won't know unless & until he experiences those side effects. 2. "A few years longer" is relative. A person who becomes HIV positive at, say, age 24 is generally unlikely to live past 40 without treatment, perhaps considerably less. If he goes on medications reasonably soon after infection, or when his immune system begins to show signs of stress, he could well live to be 80. Obviously some will live longer than others without meds, some people on meds will die of other causes, and so forth, but all other things being equal, antiviral therapy could well extend a lifespan to its otherwise normal length, and a shift in expectancy from (as in this example) 40 to 80 is not "a few years longer". Now, if you're already 65 when you're first infected, and you have a history of other health complications anyway, yes, maybe it might seem like not a lot of gain. 3. And I'll concede that doctors want to reduce the prevalence of HIV, because it's an infectious disease. Spread of infectious diseases can be calculated by the risk factor of a particular act (ie anal sex with an unmedicated poz person) multiplied by the rate of partner change (the more men an infected person has sex with, the greater the possibility of spread) multiplied by the prevalence of the unchecked disease in the community (if there are lots of people already infected, the rate of spread will be exponentially larger than if it's very limited). Getting that final number down - through treatment that renders people undetectable - means fewer other people have to face the choice and outlook you do. OF COURSE doctors want to see the prevalence of disease reduced - why wouldn't they? Their entire profession's existence is predicated on healing people and keeping them healthy. That's not some secret, hidden agenda. It's like saying auto mechanics have an agenda of their own to make cars run better and more safely.

6 loads today from 4 tops First top is a weekly regular - asked me to come over while I forced stayed home to get some release papers from my doctor to o go back to work COVID19 negative. I went over and he wanted his dick to be suck slowly which I savored. He’s about mid 30 5’10” 165lb white guy. We fuck once a week which is always great. He then tells me to turn around as he lines his dick whole eating out my hole. Then starts fucking me nice and long - edging himself. He commented on my wet hole and even after coming started to go for it again - cuming 2 times. load 3: 26 yo 5’11” 215lbs, came from a new random fuck that HMU on Grndr. He started pounding me as he soon as he entered my apartment and saw my ass up anon. Didn’t see him or really feel his body. Had what Felt like a 7”. He worked my hole good and dump a deep load. He did a rare thing by having me on my back and fuck me while I was blindfolded. load 4: 35 5’10 175Lbs Latino. Worked my hole and even lifted a foot on my bed to get deeper. He planted his load deep while constantly smear the head of his raw cock on my puffed up ass lips. He deposited his load and left. load 5-6: 35 5’11 210 local Filipino guy FB. My hole is pretty wrecked, puffy and rosebud out. He loves eating my hole before fucking it. He entered my hole without lube, fucking it nice and slow pulling my hole out. He then ate my hole again between fucks. Pump two huge loads in my man pussy.

No particular order 1) AS a Top for many years - in the park, bending over to suck a cock and have someone slide into me and pump a fast load into me - for some reason I feel more like topping guys all night after someone mistakes me for a cumdump lol 2) True sloppy seconds - going in right ater the previous top loaded the hole 3) Releasing some piss into a sluts mouth or ass and them not noticing 4) its been said b4 here - - No talk of status or condoms b4 you play (hotter when I know its someone from Grindr or Squirt who had turned me down for being BB only - taking me raw in a park or from another profile) 5) related to above - making a bottom beg for my Load if he usually is Condoms Always/Only lol 6) whispering I am gonna knock you up (poz ya - convert ya) or asking do you want my Poz load - last chance... and hearing a moan - sometimes makes me cum faster than a YES.

PART 17 It ended up taking three days to ge to Ron’s house. They had really worked me over and my hole was just too raw. But by day three, it felt better and i had also had three days to think about it. Three days of lusting for him when i was horny and then guilt when I’m wasn’t. Guilt at knowing i was letting him inside me raw. Guilt that i had pretty much begged him to fuck me, even after he had told me that he was hiv positive and wouldn’t pull out once he was in me. Guilt that i had felt like i just needed his cum inside me, even if he hiv. Maybe even more because he had hiv. And then the guilt would turn to lust and i would relive that moment of him rubbing my hole with his cock head, smearing Precum all over it. Him slowly working his way in until he was sliding in and out, balls deep. Balls deep. Announcing he was ejaculating in my guts, balls deep. Feeling a little stab of pain as his cock punched deep but being so proud to take all of him inside me, to know he gave me all of himself and was as deep as he could be when he shot his cum. When he bred me. I finally understood it. For Ron and Tom and guys like them, i was basically a virgin. And i couldn’t have a baby but i could have hiv. If they give it to me. And every load, every time they let go inside me and pumped their cum into me, they were giving me their cum, the seed that would breed the hiv in my body. And somehow, i seemed to want this baby inside me. But i didn’t. But i kept letting it happen. It only takes one time and i had already taken enough loads to get a room full of guys positive. But i didn’t want it. I kept telling myself that. And this inner battle kept going on for the whole three days. Telling myself this is crazy and stop now and maybe you will be ok. And then obsessing over the feeling of the poppers, of my hole all slick and wet with lube, of the full feeling of a cock inside of me, but mostly of the moment where Tom and Ron were telling me they were cumming. Of that feeling and how powerful it was mentally, how proud i felt for making them cum and for letting their pleasure override the stab of pain when they slid into me. Earning the load mattered. It mattered so much. And even though i felt ashamed when i called him, it didn’t matter. Shame didn’t matter. Ron said he had saved his load knowing i would call. It’s hard to tell just how much those words effected me. How much it made me want to be a good bottom for him. How he had saved it for me and if i pleases him and was good, he would let me have it. And i wanted it. I wanted it more than anything. Ron, who was old enough to be my dad and who had looked me in the eyes and told me had hiv had saved up his load and wanted me to have it again. And i was driving to his house.

I got hit up out of the blue on Growlr last night. The guy was about 50 miles away, but there is a lot of north Louisiana hills and forest between us. Google maps said the trip was an hour and twenty minutes. He seemed nice and had a big cock, but I wasn't going to drive that far in the middle of the night. We agreed to try to meet today. After I got off work around 1:00, I had just enough time to clean out and drive up to meet him before he had to leave to go back to Dallas (he was visiting his hometown). I'm not sure why I went this far; I think I just needed to take a drive. I haven't traveled hardly at all during the pandemic. Despite growing up in this part of the world, I actually got to drive some backroads that I had never been down before, but the drive was through the middle of fucking nowhere until I came to his small town right on Interstate 20. His place turned out to be a truly disreputable trailer house. I was very skeptical once I saw it, but I had already driven so far. The inside the trailer was cozy enough. It looked like a Grandma's house which turned about to be what it was; he had recently inherited it from his Grandma. We got naked on the big grandma couch in the living room. I sucked him to a nice 7.5" hardness which was nicely thick. He got me into doggie position and entered me slowly using just spit for lube. He moved me into several positions continuing to fuck. At one point, he started to pick me up, and I kind of freaked. I weigh about 265 which is more than most guys can manhandle. He said, "Don't worry. I got you." This guy is a personal trainer ; he just picked me up and moved me or carried me throughout the rest of the fuck. After 15 or 20 minutes of this, he shot a big load in me. I was so wet with his seed; it was amazing. I got up and peed. When I came back he was stroking his still hard cock. "Will you let me in that hot, wet pussy again?" "Can you go twice?" "We gonna find out." He put me back in doggie on the floor and began pumping my hole just as hard and fast as before. I managed to grab my poppers this time; last time we were in the middle of it before I thought about them. We fucked in this position until I notice I was starting to get a little rug burn on my knees. We moved up the couch. He pressed my face into the back of the couch, pressed down to arch my back, and went back to fucking. After 20 solid minutes of pumping, he asked me to beg for his load. A little bit of dirty talk got him over the edge, and he bred another huge load into me. I just took off my clothes (about 6 hours later), and my hole was still so full that nut ran down my legs. We will definitely do this again. Here's the most interesting part of this great fuck (may not be for everyone). This guy had once been morbidly obese. He has lost over 200 lbs. He has lots of loose skin on his belly that he hasn't been able to get removed yet. I had never touched someone with this amount of loose skin before. I always was afraid it would feel gross. It was one of the most comforting and erotic things I had ever felt. When his loose skin draped across my body it felt like being wrapped up the warmest and softest weighted blanket you could ever imagine. It was a really comforting feeling. I told him how good it felt, and he seemed really pleased. It was wonderful experience.

When was the last time you had sex in a public place whether it be a bathhouse, a campground, public park, or any place that has had more than just you and one other person

**Note - this story continues from the Lockdown Project, over in Bug Chasing & Gift Giving FICTION ** Sarah took up my offer to help her unload the rest of the stuff from the van. She explained that her fiancé was going to be there but a work call had meant he'd actually had to go into the office rather than work from home as was the new "normal". I didn't bother to change out of my running shorts and singlet. She seemed to like them, judging by the discreet glances she was giving me when she thought I wasn't looking, and that suited me fine. There really wasn't that much stuff and we soon had it all upstairs and into Jake's old flat. It was still a hot day, for the time of year and when we were done Sarah invited me in for a drink. "What can I get you?" "A cold beer would go down nicely, if you have one". She grabbed me a fancy lager from the fridge and we both sat down on the only piece of furniture, a small two seater sofa. I sat there with my legs splayed, taking up most of the space as she started to tell me about herself and her other half, Josh. She worked as a designer but was furloughed and didn't expect to go back to her job. Her other half was a computer game designer and they'd been together for eight years (I guessed she was about 25, which would make them university sweethearts, most likely). They were trying for a baby, had been for three years now, she thought that this was the month but hadn't told Josh yet, in case. They had been renting somewhere they couldn't afford... ..."and then we got this place, when Josh's brother died. It was so sad, not that I knew him as they never spoke to each other, didn't even acknowledge each other. They say when twins fall out it's pretty severe, don't they?" I'd been taking in her cute boyish looks, mousy short hair, cute button nose and pale skin. My ears pricked up at this news though. "Yeh, I guess so. They were identical twins?" "Yep, though I never even knew about him until we heard the news". I felt blood rushing to my cock at this news, thinking about how cute Josh must be. I let her ramble on as I thought back to Jake's cute little body and how my fertile cock had eaten him alive. "?!!" Sarah had stopped talking. She was staring at my cock. Two inches of which were now fully free of my runners. My PA shining as a dribble of pre ran down it. "Lick it" "?" "Lick it" She hesitated, but only for a second and then leaned over, delicately lapping at the heavy metal in my cock and lapping up my potent pre. I shifted round to give better access and she was soon sucking on my swollen head, which filled her mouth. As she crouched between my thighs, I sat up a little and reached round her, my hand sliding inside her jogging bottoms and into her underwear. My big finger was soon parting her shaven lips and feeling her wetness inside. She was trying to take more of me in her mouth but it was clear that wasn't going to happen without some force on my part and I didn't want to scare her at this point. Instead, I pulled her up to my face and began kissing her deeply as my cock dribbled over her still clothed crotch. "let's go to your bedroom" "I can't...Josh.." "I won't tell him. You already said he's out all day" "um...but you are so big" I didn't blush, just scooped her up and carried her through to the bedroom, stripping her bottom half as we went. Once I'd dumped her on the bed I stripped off completely. She got the message and shucked her t shirt revealing her little breasts (no bra required). Then I was on her, pushing her into the bed beneath me, letting her feel my size and strength, letting my cock probe its target. She squirmed under me... "mmm, you feel so big" "bigger than Josh?" "your cock head is bigger than his whole dick" "fuck, and this maggot has knocked you up?", I sat back and touched her firm little tummy, my cock sitting lazily on her labia "I think so..." I slapped her lips with my weapon, letting my PA slip through her fleshy embrace. "Gonna let me in?" "if you put a condom on" "aww, spoil sport...thought you were already knocked up?". I squished her opening under my cock head, letting my pre lube her up a bit "I only think I am". She was rummaging through the bedside draw and quickly grabbed a durex which she passed to me I gave her my sad face but ripped open the packet and rolled it onto my rod. The standard size jonny came about halfway down my cock once my PA and girth were taken into account. "Got any lube?" She rooted through the drawer but without luck. I spotted her little tub of vaseline and smeared a big dollop just inside her opening, she squirmed with the cold feeling of it. I grabbed hold of her feet, holding her ankles in one hand and pushing her legs in the air as I worked the latex eating lube into her and then over my bull cock before lining it up with her and quickly filling her with several inches of cock head. She was tight, if not virginal, and groaning around my girth and I rested there while she enjoyed the fullness. After a while I lowered her feet a little and slowly let her impale on me, She was even tighter as I got deeper in so I took it really slowly so that she would love the sensations that she was feeling. Some minutes later I was about two thirds in but bottoming out, the condom safely inside her. This only happens with women - with guys, you can always go deeper but with a women, there's only so far you can go. Her cervix was almost a solid wall, I pushed against it but it only caused both of us discomfort. I changed my angle slightly, rubbing up and down that internal barrier, keeping up a little pressure. I could feel her lubing up in there and then a slight deepening as my PA found her cervix, before pulling out to give her a little break. I let her feet go, so that I could lie on her in the missionary, kissing her deeply as I let my hips pump my shaft in and out and pinning her to the bed with my weight. Gradually building up the pace and never pulling all the way out. I instructed her to tense on the out stroke and in no time the rubber was just snagged on my cock head. Although it was too tight to fall off, the bare shaft felt so much better in her and I started asking her how I felt compared to her runt of a fiancé. Clearly, I felt a hell of a lot better as she was getting seriously worked up, squirting round my cock as I ploughed her receptive furrow. My mind flipped to Josh's weak neg sperm that had somehow swam deep into her from it's lowly starting point and, even less likely, was maybe now in the process of passing on his inferior genetics to her. I knew from experience that my own load, delivered right to her gate, would certainly do the job, if it wasn't too late. I envisaged my own seed bursting in, killing off Josh's and taking its rightful place to produce a big poz baby in this delicious little fuckee, getting myself worked up in the process so that I was now hammering into this little chick without a care. As I was doing so, Sarah began to build up to another climax and I once again probed her inner wall. This time it felt different. The rubber had shredded. My PA rubbed against the cervix, poking in through the narrow slit - it felt like a pulling, snagging sensation on my dick and I knew exactly where I was. I had slowed right down, on the very edge of orgasm... "oh baby...I'm gonna cum, plant my seed in you" "mmmmm....yes...please....fuck me" My cock swelled and flexed as her legs gripped me tightly and my poz tadpoles were launched straight into their target,. So deep, I knew she wouldn't feel them, besides, she was just coming down from her own climax....

I'd like to fuck Milo, but I'm too white and his husband is a shit load hotter than I am.

i want to be bred by a Trump Supporter

This is a really great story, i hope it restarts

Great start. Reminds me of my poz house boy. He was lazy but awesome cumdump..

I love it. Thank you so far 🙂

Sadly early this years precovid at club 80 down In Melbourne on nud night! Happen to be the last night this year I took more than 1 cock .. hopefully soon get to be used in a group fuck again just want be blindfolded, bound , and used by as many tops as possible !

I don’t think lesbians care/want to be included in a male sex houses. I think your bathhouses are safe

Agreed....i could eat arse all day. I especially like eating straight guys arses in restrooms/ cottages and some are literally blown away with it. I remember a straight hairy married guy in a toilet cubicle who I was sucking, i was moving further and further underneath balls, he stopped me, I carried on, he said wtf, by the time I finished, he was bent over the toilet bowl, overalls round his ankles ( decorator) cheeks wide open and my tongue deep licking his arse hole and he was groaning and I brought him off, his legs were trembling, I swallowed his load. Could taste and smell him on my beard for ages.

I've managed to forget the number of times that's happened to me. Long ago, a friend said that it's simply the perverse operation of the universe.

I'm tall, over 6 ft. with nice hips and a 32 inch waist. Guys like my blue eyes and long lashes. My cock, if you want to call it that, is small. About 3 inches and thin, on a good day. My balls are almost gone from the HRT that I took for about 2 years. I have a great head of curly long silver hair that's so thick it makes lots of younger guys envious. My breasts are puffy and my thick perky nipples have been vacuumed for years. My ass is probably my best body part. It's bubbly and bouncy and its gotten deep after years of taking big cock. My hole is stretched wide from being a total bottom for over 8 years and makes for an easy no lube entry into my guts. I usually only bareback and even though I'm married, no load is refused. I've had my share of STDs but no HIV, with my last test about a month ago. It was a boring Saturday at home. My wife was working and I was tired of watching bareback porn on the internet. I decided to take a drive to bath house for a change of scenery. When I got there I signed in, picked up my towel and went to my room, which consisted of a bed with a single sheet, end table and a small TV mounted on the wall in the corner. I stripped naked and took a shower to clean up. I noticed a few good looking men in the hall and in the shower. On the way back to my room I took a trip out to the pool and noticed that it was crowded, so I hoped I would meet some guys while I was there. I let my towel drop to my knees. There were hamburgers and hotdogs on the grill, but that's not what I came here for. I turned and went back to the entrance while still dragging my towel. I wrapped my damp towel around my waist and returned to my room. I left the door open and laid on my back on the bed naked. I grabbed the remote to turn on the TV. I scrolled thru the available channels and decided on a bareback channel to get my juices flowing. I glanced at a few of the guys that walked by hoping one would stop and take a look. My hopes were answered in just a few minutes. Standing at my door was a slim guy wearing his obligatory towel around his waist. He was about 5' 8" tall with short graying brown hair. I like any age, and he looked like he was in his 50s. I didn't notice how thin he was until he stepped into my room and dropped his towel. His waist and arms were very slim, and his thighs were thin and sinewy. His cock was stiff and glistening in the room light. It looked thick and about 7 to 8 inches long. I could see his balls behind his bulging cock. Even though I never saw a man who was AIDS wasted, I guessed he definitely is. He had warm eyes and a pleasing smile. I think he either saw me at the pool or in the shower and followed me to my room. He walked over too my bed holding his towel in his left hand and stroked my belly with his right hand. His touch was warm and gentle. It wandered a bit from my belly to my tiny cock and back to my belly where he pressed in firmly and surprised me a bit. He was able to push my belly into my hips while looking into my eyes. I didn't resist and I got the feeling he was telling me that some how my life was going to change today. When he got close enough I wrapped my arm around his legs and pulled his stiff cock into my mouth. I immediately noticed the unmistakable taste of ass and I was hoping he didn't yet shoot his load that day. He grabbed the back of my head and forced his tasty cock deep down my throat, which I was more than happy to let happen, but not enough to allow him to cum. He let out a shiver and a moan and I was getting the sweet taste of his precum onto the back of my tongue. I thought to my self this was already enough. Without saying a word I rolled over onto my belly where he could get a good look at the prize he was about to have. I felt a finger slip into my pussy lips and I had to moan. I lifted my hips to meet his hand just enough so he noticed. Again I was surprised when he pushed his finger deeper and had a good hold of my prostate when he pushed forcefully and it was my turn to let out a loud moan. He must have approved because he put one knee on the bed and moved his other knee on the other side of me. positioning his cock between my ass cheeks. He pressed his wet cock into my hungry hole. He pumped me for about 10 minutes and I felt a last thrust and loud grunt. His cock pulsed his seed into me for what seemed like 5 minutes and I wasn't wanting it to stop. He laid down on my back and kept breathing deeply. I let my hands creep around to his body where I stroked him gently. I found his hand and put his fingers into my mouth and sucked them when I felt him squirm like he was trying to make sure all his AIDS seed was deposited into my body. He lifted himself off my back and told me to turn over. When he got flat onto my belly we kissed each other deeply and I was squirming underneath him. We both started to breathe harder and I eventually felt his cock get harder. He got off briefly and I rolled back onto my belly. He climbed onto my back and his cock found it's mark again, but this time we took our time and I lifted my ass to meet his thrusts. Knowing that with every thrust I was getting closer to his POZ seed gushing into my body and then into my blood stream forever. Two months later I tested POZ. My goal was met.

Hey all, I just noticed I’ve been on thuis site for 7 years. And I’m still neg, so the comments above appear to be true. Although it mighs have something to do with not fucking bare as often as my hormones and hornyness would like. Sometimes I hate my Brain. I really do.

Ass is tender this morning after having 5 loads pounded into it over the weekend. Feels good!

The First Guy Who Ever Fucked Me. I remember like it was yesterday! So I was a teen and I found my father’s Hustler magazine’s. If you remember Hustler was nothing like Playboy. Playboy had all of those stupid articles with like one centerfold and no guys in it, where Hustler was much more raunchy and all the photos contained women and the centerfold having a hot mother fucking man and his huge cock almost right in her pussy! Pussy was fucking gross to me well I would get hard over the muscled man with the oversized dick! Now in the back of the Hustler Magazine’s you had several pages of adds. Some were for sex toys, some were for pills to make you gain muscle, some were for penis enlargement and some were for actual personal classifieds. What caught my eye were the, Straight, Bi, curious 1-800-Get some phone chat lines! The first month I ran my parents phone bill up past $400.00. I denied that I had no idea about the charges and the phone company took them off of our phone bill. The second month was in June and I ran our phone bill up passed $300.00 but what I had acquired was a phone number of this 36 year old that he said he had 8” of dick! See guys I was already a size queen before I even knew what being a size queen was. Now I have to take it back a little. Where I lived was the Southern tier of New York State, the last house on the block and highway route 17 was right around the corner. Right next to my house was a old grocery store that they had changed into a Salvation Army connected to a bar. A young boy and his mother would come to go shopping and I had befriended the boy. The mother would come shopping and I would go off playing with her son. Since my mother had met his mother my mom trusted her. My birthday is June, 29th and I had concocted this story that they were going to throw me a birthday party. Well the 29th came and instead of the boy and his mother picking me up the 36 year old came and got me. If anything should have caused me panic was the fact that he pulled up in a white panel van. The very thing our parents told us to run from. My heart was racing as I jumped into his van and told him to take off! Once I got into his van and got on the highway. He asked me where I wanted to go and I said his house that I had the entire weekend before I had to come home! So in this guy’s white panel van we traveled the 3 hours to Poughkeepsie, New York just outside of the City. We almost get there maybe another 30-45 minutes to his house we stop at a Holiday Inn and got a room for the night. Upstairs in the room I was frightened and excited all at the same time. I knew I wanted this but wasn’t sure if I was ready for what came next. This guy was fucking incredibly hot and a complete sweetheart which made me more at ease. We undressed and not only did he have a 8” dick but it was as thick as a dam soda can! I started getting nervous again and my heart started racing and I felt like I was going to pass out. He told me to get in the shower to relax and he showered after me. He told me to suck his dick, I tried sooo hard to get the entire thing in my mouth but couldn’t. He helped me up and we started kissing, deeply shoving his young down my throat! He then told me to lay on the bed ass up and lubed up his dick and my Virgin ass. God I wanted him inside me sooo bad, I wanted to be the perfect fuck for him and I wanted the perfect birthday present for myself! So I lay there as he pressed his HUGE fucking dick up against my virgin hole, pop goes in the head. It took my breath away both hurting and feeling so good all at once. I stopped him telling him not to pull out but let me get used to it for a minute. That’s when he shoved the rest of it all the way down to the balls! Grinding it in as he caressed my hair. Then it happened pulling almost out and shoving it all the way back in, pounding away what felt like hours. He yells I’m going to cum where do you want it and I muster a wimpier right deep inside me! He shoots not one not two but three huge thick streams of cum deep up my ass. It felt amazing my birthday present becoming a man! Not only did I become a man that night but It turned me into a Cum Dump that was hooked on rough sex!!! As we lay there covered in sweat cum dripping out of my ass he curls up behind me big spoon little spoon style and we fall asleep! The next morning we drove to his house and we fucked 5 more times over the next 2 days. You know he could have kept me - just like any man in a white panel could have done. He could have stolen me away from my parents changing my life for ever making me nothing more than a secret fuck toy for himself. You know what guys I wouldn’t have cared. I knew what I wanted from that point forward and that was raw dick and cum dripping out of my ass! Like I said before he was a complete sweetheart and took me home and dropped me off hole stretched and his load deep inside me! That was the first fuck I ever had and all of this is completely true right down to the white panel van!

I’m in Minneapolis (where I went to grad school) for some nostalgia and to see fwbs. Considering these last few months, I wanted to leave NYC for a bit and get a change of scenery. I stayed in a Downtown hotel where I enjoyed the gym, indoor pool, and local dick when I wasn’t teleworking. yesterday was a day to remember. Woke up, exercised & then hit the showers. top #1 - my friend big dick Nick who is a thick muscley black guy from Alabama. He came over in his pjs and dicked me down. I have a lean build (6-0 155) and like all kinds of fit guys but especially like to cuddle up against a Wider muscley frame. He dumped two loads in me. top #2 - a South Dakota football build guy visiting. Was staying in a hotel near me. He told me he has local fwbs in the area, but my WAP was better than theirs. He bred me & then sucked me off (I love a reciprocal top who does that). top #3 - My friend Mark who is probably in his 50s, but looks like he’s in his 30s. Nordic, 6-4, blonde brunette, blue eyes. He’s been fucking me since i was a grad student. He tends to be a quick cummer; but that’s cool with me. We had ample kisses and cuddles. We checked out of my hotel and then went out to my fav Viet restaurant in town. Afterwards, we went to get some dessert and met up with Andreas, top #4. top #4- fwb Andreas is a hard working, blue collar, power top daddy. Multiple cummer w/ a thick d, he often is on the road for work and always appreciates reliable twink pussy. We went back to his house in the suburbs, fucked and then both took naps. i napped for like 2.5 hours. When I woke up, I rinsed and brushed my teeth. Unbeknownst to me, Andreas invited his friend Rafael to fuck me. The timing was perfect. top #5&6 - they took turned on my ass. by this point, I feel completely stretched out and profoundly satisfied. Spending today with Andreas being domestic before returnIng to NYC tomorrow. Thanks for the great times, minneapolis. below is a pic of me sucking Big Dick Nick.

yes. for a lot of guys who are into fucking dirty whores like me telling them what a slutty faggot I am is my best selling point.men love breeding some easy trashy whore that lets anyone fuck it up the ass bareback and who will get down on its knees anywhere and suck anyones cock. no questions asked, no risk of rejection with a cumdump. Faggots like me bend over for anyone without any strings attached. plus men love knowing that I'm such a whore that I've been fucked and cum in by hundreds and hundreds of total strangers. my sloppy fuckhole is a good reminder how many men have been deep inside my body

Meeting the Boyfriend The reminder on my phone had been hassling me for a few days but I wanted to get Dragonboy"s cousin taken care of first. I glanced over at the still sealed bag on the table with my meds safely inside and thought "Today over lunch we can check up on him." The laptop chirped and I knew I had more email waiting. The ominous one titled "You have 11 new messages waiting for you" from one of my hookup sites gave me mixed emotions. I left it to be the last one I dealt with. Logging on to the site, I read through them. A couple were the usual "Your hot" or "Hi wanna fuck?" messages. One I recognized and was hesitant to open it up, but I did. "Hi. Sorry for running off. I was scared. Was surprised since you never said he was poz. I hope we can try it again soon. I am ready now" was the message from allcum4me2. I laughed to myself and figured a day later he was jacking off thinking about how he took his first unmedicated loads. Now he was regretting freaking out and was now hooked. Hitting the reply button I typed out "Not me you need to apologize to. I'll pass ur info to him and he can decide to meet again or not." I replied to one other message that seemed like a good chance for a hookup and then closed my laptop and got back to work. The morning dragged and I was on my third cup of coffee when it finally got to lunch time. Thankfully the rain from earlier had stopped and I headed off to the pharmacy in a pair of jeans and a tight tee. It was a pleasant walk and thankfully some of the boarded up places were getting fixed up. I wasn't really sure what I wanted when I got to the drug store, but the first thing I needed to know was how Sanjiv fared with a few loads of my special seed. I walked through the aisles toward the back of the store and saw a few people waiting in line. I took my spot at the end, six feet behind the person in front of me and looked behind the counter. There were two people working, both with their backs to me. The first turned and it wasn't him but when the other turned around I spotted my target. I couldn't get a good look at him but he seemed tired. I finally got up to the front of the line and he saw me. He leaned over and told the other pharmacist something and the other guy nodded. The other worker disappeared when he finished with his customer and that left me with Sanjiv as my only option. "May I help you sir?" He asked as I approached the counter. I leaned in closer than I was supposed to and told him "I'm just checking up on you to see what happened." "Jacob, I'm going to take a break. Can you handle the counter?" Sanjiv called out behind him. "Yeah" was the response and a few seconds later we were over in the corner of the store. "You don't mess around, do you? That was one bad fuckin' flu" Sanjiv said. I smiled back at him and replied "It's what you asked for, right?" "Well... yeah. I just didn't expect it to be that bad. It freaked my boyfriend out too. He thought I had Covid" Sanjiv said. "Does he know what it really was?" I asked. "No, now he thinks it was just a bad flu I got from being run down. I've been working a lot of hours the past few months" Sanjiv explained. "Good, it's really hot when they don't know. You been fucking him a lot since you recovered?" I asked, the evil grin on my face obscured by the mask. "Monday was my first day back at work, but I've been doing him every night this week. He even commented last night about how much more energetic the sex has been since I was sick. I told him I was making up for the days I missed fucking him" Sanjiv said with a gleem in his eye. Grinning, I asked "What night do you want me over next week?" At that point, I think he realized that I hadn't been kidding when I told him I wanted to do his boyfriend. I had no idea what his boyfriend even looked like, nor did I care. "Ummm... I... I don't know. I work until 8 PM every day next week" Sanjiv replied. He was nervous and I enjoyed seeing him squirm. "That's fine, I like late night hookups. Tuesday good?" I asked as I leaned in close. A drip of sweat ran down his forehead and nose into his mask. "Uh... okay" he replied softly. "10 PM good for you? Give me your address and I'll be there" I said before a little pause. "Oh, I'm going to need to know what excuse you're giving him, unless you bring random men home to fuck him all the time." More drips of sweat ran down his forehead before he looked me in the eye and said "Meet me out front of the pharmacy at 9 PM. I'll think of something by then. I need to get back to work." I chuckled and let him walk back behind the counter. I thought about stopping by on Sunday or Monday to make sure our meeting was still on, but I took the time to meet up again with a furry Italian guy I'd fucked a few weeks earlier. He wasn't as tight this time and it was a much longer fuck. I gave him two big loads and still wrecked his hole judging by the pink hue of cum dripping down his hairy legs. He even commented on the taste of my cock when he sucked me clean. Tuesday evening arrived and I was happy I'd taken a day off from fucking and built up a good quantity of enhanced cum. I was a few minutes early so I leaned against the building and pulled out my phone to see who was nearby on one of my apps. No one was within a block but after that, it seemed like every gay slut was online. I got a few that checked to see if I was looking. I made mental notes of the ones that would be good hookups later in the week. A couple minutes past the hour, Sanjiv walked out the door and one of his co-workers locked up behind him. "You all ready to do the deed?" I asked from the shadows. He jumped a little, surprised by my voice. I pointed up and said "You guys need to fix some of these lights. It's not safe out here." "You scared the shit out of me. Yeah, I know about the lights but they've been trying to get them fixed since the riots died down without much luck" Sanjiv replied. We walked down the street before turning down one of the main streets in the area. About six blocks later, we turned again and walked a few buildings down and stopped. "Here's the deal. My boyfriend has been wanting to open our relationship up for a while. I don't think he has the willpower to refuse a bare fuck and if anyone is gonna knock him up I want it to be me. I told him that I'll give it a chance, but I get to pick the first few guys" Sanjiv said to me quietly, face to face. I nodded and asked "So I'm the first that you know of since you got serious?" He stared back at me and his eyes told me it was a sore subject. "He's strayed a few times but I can always tell. With Covid, he's been really good so I told him Sunday I found someone I could trust for a quick fuck. He's been excited ever since. He has no idea who you are or what you look like. One fuck. That's all you get. No swapping numbers, no repeats. You understand?" he said bluntly. I laughed to myself never having imagined Sanjiv to be a possessive top. "Yeah, I understand. You know, he may dump you when he finds out what you did to him" I replied. I could see his smirk through his mask. "You're the ideal scapegoat. This is going to work out perfect" he said with a chuckle. We walked through the door, up to the third floor and down the hall to his apartment. He opened the door and we both walked in. Once inside, Sanjiv pulled his mask off and I followed suit. It was a nice apartment, clearly 'decorated' and not just stuff added as needed. The chairs and sofa matched, as did the tables, and all of the accessories were color and style coordinated. I looked around and there was no sign of the boyfriend. I peered into the kitchen and it was empty and clean. Sanjiv started walking toward a short hallway and I followed. "There you are. You look like you're ready" Sanjiv said. Once inside the bedroom I saw him - naked and kneeling in the center of the bed. He was short and thin, blond by the look of his eyebrows, but his hair was dyed a few different shades and hung down from the top over the shaved sides of his head. His blue eyes stared back, carefully examining every part of me. I was doing the same and while he looked like he might have an attitude, he also looked like he might be easy to control. Moving closer, I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans. "I hope he sucks as good as you said" I said. We hadn't talked at all about what his boyfriend liked or did, I just thought my comment would be appropriate to the storyline. Sanjiv's boyfriend looked up at me and grinned as he crawled over to the edge of the bed. He gave a tug and pulled my jeans and trunks down together. "Fuck yeah" he said, seeing my partially hard cock for the first time. The dark shaft looked good against the pale hand he he held it in. He gave the shaft a few strokes before he pulled the foreskin back and licked over the exposed head and moaned. Once he got his lips wrapped around my cock, he started to really suck on it. I looked over to see how Sanjiv was dealing with his boyfriend blowing me. He was rubbing his crotch and seemed to be enjoying it. I wondered if that attitude would change when my bare cock was pounding his boy's ass. This went on for a few minutes and I pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. Next, I slipped my sandals off and then pushed my jeans down the rest of the way. Sanjiv's boyfriend kept my cock fully enveloped in his mouth as I finished stripping, just like a good cocksucker should. A few nods of my head and Sanjiv got the hint and started to take his clothes off too. "You want to fuck him first?" I asked. "No, I'll do him when you're done" Sanjiv replied, coldly. Chuckling, I grabbed his boyfriend's head and slowly started to fuck his mouth. When I pushed deeper and entered his throat, he barely gagged and let me slide down until my balls were on his chin. Pulling back, I saw my cock covered in spit and slime and gave a few quick thrusts before burying my cock in his throat again and staying there. He lasted almost thirty seconds before he started to struggle and I waited a few more seconds before pulling out far enough for him to breathe. Giving him a few light pats on his face, I said "mmm, good cocksucker. Now show me that ass." The boyfriend slowly pulled off my cock, leaving a long string of drool hanging from the tip. He turned around and was now facing Sanjiv who was leaning against the wall stroking his cock. Sanjiv seemed to be enjoying the scene so far and I wondered again if that would continue when he saw me fuck his boyfriend. I had seen it before when I was a third for a couple - foreplay was ok, but attitudes changed when my cock entered one of the partner's holes. I bent down and looked the boyfriend's ass over, spreading his ass cheeks and spitting on the pink hole. I rubbed my thumb in circles around the ring and then pushed it in. My thumbnail scraped as it went in and I was pretty rough as I plunged my thumb in and out, twisting it around and stretching the hole open. After a couple minutes I swapped my thumb for a pair of fingers and stretched and scraped him further. I leaned in and withdrew my fingers right before shoving my tongue in. I licked around the hole before jabbing my tongue inside the ring. The boyfriend clenched his ass around my tongue and I gave his butt a swift slap. When he relaxed, my tongue darted in and out for a bit and then I used my fingers again, alternating my tongue and finger-work. When I sensed the familiar copper taste, I knew my prep was done. Slowly I stood up, dragging my tongue from his hole up and along the center of his back. I tapped my hard, wet cock on his ass and started to push in. "Wait! You got a condom on, right?" the boyfriend yelled out. I looked up and Sanjiv had a wicked smile on his face. "No, I never use em. Much better feeling a bottom's cunt when it's skin on skin" I replied. "You gotta cover up. Only my boyfriend fucks me raw" he said. I looked back to Sanjiv and raised my eyebrows. "You heard the boy. He wants it wrapped. I hope you brought something that fits that cock of yours" Sanjiv said. I could tell by the tone in his voice he was enjoying making me work for his boyfriends bare ass. "No. I didn't bring any fucking condoms since I never fuck with them. Now open that ass up and show me what that hungry pussy feels like" I said sternly. Apparently, the boyfriend was ready for this situation and reached under a pillow and pulled out a couple condoms. He handed one back to me which I begrudgingly took. Chuckling, I said "This ain't gonna fit" right before I ripped the packet open with my teeth. The moment the boyfriend turned back looking at Sanjiv, I pushed my finger into the condom exposing the tip and gave a quick bite to it, puncturing the latex. I rolled the damned thing on, feeling it squeeze tightly around my thick cock, muttering my displeasure the whole time. It was too tight and too short but I knew it wouldn't last long. He reached back to feel the rubber on my dick and then guided it toward his hole. There really wasn't enough spit or lube on and in his hole for a condom fuck and I was counting on that to helping rip it open after a few hard thrusts. Four thrusts it turned out to be and by the sixth thrust there was just a ring of latex around my cock and some shreds hanging off of it. His unprotected hole felt so much better and was soon getting coated with my viral precum. My cock had been driving into his ass for several minutes when he reached back and I grabbed his hand and held it in the small of his back. I'm sure he was going to check to see if the condom was still on. Each thrust was firm and the exposed head of my cock was bouncing off his inner ring, causing him to yell out a whimper each time. The pounding was strong enough that after a few more minutes his one arm couldn't hold up his body and with one particularly strong shove, he collapsed on his face. Face down, ass up is always a good position to fuck. I pulled his other hand back so that both were held together right where I imagined a biohazard tramp stamp would look really good on him. I drilled him like this for another few minutes and then calmly said "I think the condom broke." "What? FUCK!!! Pull out! I have another one here" the boyfriend yelled out. I could see Sanjiv laughing to himself and then giving me a nod. "No fuckin way. Once I start fucking, I don't stop until I've dumped my load" I replied. I climbed up and pinned the boyfriend to the bed and started to pound harder. "See? Doesn't that feel better? No god-damned latex between my dick and that sweet pussy of yours" I grunted out as we bounced on the bed. Sanjiv was stroking his cock harder and I hoped he wasn't going to waste his charged seed. I gave him a stern look and he backed off, unlike me. I fucked harder. The boyfriend was whimpering from my assault, but no longer complaining about my raw fucking. Just like every other guy, he preferred his sex without any barriers between the two bodies. He probably wouldn't have even brought up fucking with a condom if Sanjiv wasn't standing right there. If I could crawl inside his head he was probably cheering the broken condom since deep down he knew he was a cum dump. A soon to be poz cum dump. My balls started to tighten and my breathing got labored. I had leaked enough precum inside him so we all heard the tell-tale sounds of a sloppy hole. It was about to get even sloppier. I whispered in the boyfriend's ear "Beg for it" and he weakly yelled out "No!" "Come on. I know you want it. Beg for my load!" I told him. When he replied "No!" again, I pulled all the way out and slammed my cock all the way in. He cried out as my cock blasted through his inner ring. I did it three more times and then said again "Beg for it!" He turned his head to look up at Sanjiv, probably wanting permission but Sanjiv stayed silent. Sanjiv stood there with his hard, dripping cock in his hand and a the expression on his face was more of impatience than anything else. I pulled half-way back and drove in again. A few moments later I heard him say quietly "Breed me." "What?" I asked. "Breed my fuckin pussy! I need your hot load filling my guts!" he screamed out. My dick understands a few commands and that's one of them. The first shot pumped deep inside him and I pulled back just a bit to spray the next few forceful ropes of viral cum a little shallower. In all, there were almost a dozen volleys of sperm that shot out of my cock into the boyfriend's ravaged hole. I laid there, my sweaty chest against his back with my slowly softening cock sealing in all of my diseased cum. After a few minutes, I pulled out and stood up. I spotted the bathroom and went in and grabbed a hand towel from the rack. I pulled the last condom remnants off my dick and tossed them in the trash can before wiping my cock on the soft, white towel leaving a smear of dark pink cum across it. When I walked back into the bedroom, Sanjiv was balls deep into his boyfriend. He gave four or five more thrusts and then growled out as he delivered his own toxic load. "Cum, it's the best lube" I said as I picked up my trunks and jeans and slipped them on. My shirt was next and I slipped my sandals on before heading to the door. Sanjiv was still inside his boyfriend, breathing heavily. There were no "goodbyes" or swapping digits. My work was done and I'd find out what happened the next time I hit the pharmacy.

thats so right. I am not even a person to the men who use me. I'm just a living fucktool that men use to get themselves off. they don't even pretend to give a fuck about me and they know they can do stuff to me that they can't do to any normal person or anyone they have any respect for. men who fuck me obviously tell me I'm a faggot and a slut and a cumdumpster but I'm such whore that guys who fuck me tell me I'm trash on a regular basis

Sex is a universal language - there are no need for words. I have had sex with plenty of Non English speaking tops and there was no problem with the connection!

PREQUEL to Chapter 13; My cunT was immediately penetrated, and I would now be fucked VERY fasT and exTremely hard for a solid 4.5 hours ... NON stop! And these horny t☢️xic fuckers weren't fucking me for 15 minutes at a time. No, I was a freshly made p☣️z cum-dump faGGot, and each fucker would USE me for what I AM, and pump and dump their load within 2-3 minutes of entering me. After several minutes of being pounded my ball-gag was removed, and I started to scream in a wild meTh'd up frenzy; - S6AT6A6N is in the room, S6AT6A6N is in the room, and he is going to Fuck me. He is going to Fuck me. Not tonight, but very soon. He is going to take compleTe conTrol over me. My blindfold was soon taken off, and the first thing I saw was the 'Silent Stranger' stood in the corner, observing. He was not getting involved. However, his 13" in length, and 9" in girth Dick was no longer flaccid. It was poinTing to the sling-room ceiling. He was staring right at me, and behind the small perforations to the eye pieces of his rubber hood his eyes seemed to be glowing red, just like Todd's were a little earlier. I looked to the guy who was currently fucking me. He was looking right at me with a face of haTe which complimenTed his biohazard tattoo perfecTly which sat below his sternum. - Oh fuck YES, fuck your filTh into me. Give me your HIV sTud. FUCK it into me. FUCK it into me. Go on, spray that nasTy viral load deep into my guts. - You fucking sluT. Bouncing onto the stage with your Virgin-NEG Ass thinking you look pretty and have everything sussed. You wanT it? The you will fucking have it. Take it whore!! He started to unload, and in-between squirts he'd spit at me, punching my chesT, as he would repetitively snarl; - Take it you fucking PiG! The entire time I was getting fucked in the sling I would be pissed on, spat at, slapped, have my chesT punched, my tits pulled hard on the nipples clamps, and be made to lick every single bloodied p☣️z Dick that had just nut it's load deep in my guts. Something about me lying in the sling as opposed to being on my knees on the stage seem to really bring out the wild and natural aggressive nature of these dozens upon dozens of t☢️xic studs! ****** I guess I had until Monday night if I wanted PEP ~ Would a PiG do such a thing? 😈

Chapter 12: *bloodbroTher shoTs* 💉💉 As my crix bellied jaundiced stud Todd's hot piss continued to stream into my mouth, most of which I was eagerly gulping down, with some spilling out and over my chin and down my torso I began to see an abrupt change in his face. The whites of his eyes that were Hep C yellow were now glowing red with his expression becoming more and more demonic looking as my confusion intensified. Was my Meth/G cocktail causing me to become confused and hallucinate ~ Or was I actually seeing this? After just a few minutes of fucking me, guy number three blew his t☢️xic load up my NEG-cunT, slapped my ASS, with guy number four lining up to take his turn. But, before he could, Todd bellowed; - PiG ... Get up! With four loads of diseased cum deposited into my cunT, my stomach receiving it's first dose of piss, and my body dripping in Meth/G sweat, and piss too, I stood up from my kneeling position in my what seemed to be a confused and hallucinating state. I was also now a bit wobbly on my legs. I held onto the sides of Todd's torso; - Someone seems to be enjoying themselves. For someone who 'WAS' a NEG-Virgin, say what, 30 minutes ago, you are one hell of a pro of a PiG. I think we should all show our appreciation with an official welcome to the 'group'. How about we treat you to a few fresh broTherhood shoTs? You like the sound of that PiG? I was already unable to reply. He let go of me and placed my hands on the back wall for support and left the stage, where several guys all at once jumped on, and my cunT was immediately penetrated with my mouth being impaled on a Dick. This new small group took it in turns to fuck me from both ends, as this stage-spit-roast kept me supported on my feet. Todd got together his two friends Chad and Ian. - I think you two would be perfect to officially welcome him into our group with our special combined shoTs of broTher blood and tina. - Fuck YEAH. Up for sharing my Syphilis with this cute piece of MeaT *Ian replied* - Upto it Chad? Chad replied without words, just a sinister depraved smirk. Ian had a recent diagnosis of Syphilis which seemed to makes his HIV viral load jump from around the 50k mark which he had been for just over a year, to a new 220k. However, Chad was much more advanced. Like Todd the whites of his eyes were also yellow as a result of a few geno-types of Hep C. However, what set him apart from everybody else, is he was supposed to have been carrying the aggressive CRF19 strain of HIV. With an exceptionally high Viral Load of 33 million, and a CD4 of 47 I would stand no chance of leaving the building tonight NEG if he fucked me. As I continued to get mauled on the stage, Todd oversaw the eventual end product of two syringes full of t☢️xic blood, AND meTh; broTherhood shoTs personalized for me ~ The NEG PiG! Ian who was a strong sports guy got onto the stage, and got everyone to step back and let go. He lifted me up, and carried me out of the bar / stage area, and on to 'Sling Room Number 1'. He lay me in the sling, restrained me by my ankles and wrists, blindfolded me, ball-gagged my mouth, put a tourniquet on each arm, and tightened up my nipple clamps. All the while he was PrEP'ing me, my personalized broTherhood shoTs lay on my chest. If my Lew back home wanted to stop me from becoming p☣️z, well, it was now way too laTe! With a huge swarm of parTy goers hovering around me, waiting to fuck the living deaTh into me, Todd picked up syringe number 1 with Ian's DNA and inserted the needle into my left arm. He picked up syringe number 2 with Chad's fuck off nasTy potenT DNA and in went that needle to my right arm. I received my first broTherhood shoT into my left arm. And right on cue the Techno Music that I was dancing to earlier when I gave my short lived show, and that had been playing since, the volume was cranked up so I couldn't hear any other external stimuli. I started my gradual high ascent to the top of this new high, on top of my old high. I guess you could say that thanks to Chad, I was now well and truly P☣️Z! A new virus in my bloodstream, already replicating, and fasT! ☣️☣️☣️🐷☣️☣️☣️

Chapter 11; *Gono Stud starts the HIV conversion* As we rocked together he spoke in a quiet, controlled, and authoritative tone; - That's your cunt's virginity gone then PiG. - Oh Fuck Yeah. Oh Fuck Yeah. You feel so fucking GREAT inside me. Oh Fuck. I NEED your cum! GIVE it to me. - Now LISTEN to me VERY carefully PiG-boi. You are now being fucked by somebody who has AIDS with an extremely high Viral-Load of 6.6 Million copies of the HIV virus. I am HIGHLY infectious. Gonnorhoea which you have seen I have, and many of my friends who are here tonight do too, dramatically increases the risk of HIV transmission to that of a pretty much guaranteed certainty. PLUS, your NEG cunt is already bleeding, and it is only the beginning of the night. The open wounds already inside your beautiful soft velvet boi-cunt that feels so fucking GREAT wrapped tightly around my AIDS Dick will give instant access to your system. If I came inside you now with my nasTy diseased cum, you'd be infecTed immediately for sure with my HIV and Hep C viruses. Is that what you really want you nasty sluT? As he finished speaking he growled into my ear. Was he saying all of this as a last moment warning; That we could stop fucking now if I wanted to? Not at all. He was merely enjoying getting off on his power over me. His diseased Dick was impaled inside of me as deep as it could be, and I now badly wanted his death-seed to infecT me. He knew that! He would NOT be pulling out until he was finished with flooding my NEG guts. His nasty power tripping talk had turned me on so much that it actually took my breath away to the poinT of being forced to take in short breaths and pant shallow grunts out to get any air, so I couldn't even speak a reply. [ Is that what you really want you nasty sluT? ] My fasT evolving inner greedy PiG answered for me, with my cunt muscles involuntarily massaging his HIGHLY charged Death-Dick as I lay into his shoulder, eyes shut, mouth open, groaning, with my Meth/GHB sweat continuing to make my body wet and slippery. - I see. Your cunT had told me all I need to know. You fucking PiG. SPEAK to me you sluT. - Yes Sir. I was so extremely intoxicated on my drug high, being impaled on precum/gono leaking diseased Death-dick, and having my gaunt yellow eyed wasted stud repeatedly grunt as he perversely groped my slippery sweaty torso, hands grabbing and sliding, that a 'Yes Sir' or 'No Sir' was all I could muster at this precise moment. This PiG was deep in his clutches! - Are you ready right now to accept HIV into your system. Once it is there, it's there for life! - Yes Sir. - Fuck YEAH. Good boy ... And you want to go home after this parTy HIV Neg? - No Sir. - Oh FUCK YES! You are such a fucking sluT. You are going to get infecTed right now!! Remain kneeling, and push your arms out in front of you facing down on the stage as far as they will go. With my arms now stretched out in front of me the top of my head was forced into the position of resting in a pool of piss on the stage floor as my Gono-AIDS stud took a firm grip of my hips, and began to assault my cunt with a rough fast fuck. It didn't take long as after a few short minutes I could hear his breathing becoming erratic and feel his grip on my hips become tighter. He took one final hard stroke, a short grunt, tensed up, and fell still and silent. I could actually feel his diseased Dick inside me pulsating. - Fuck YEAH, look at Todd's AIDS anus twitch each time he squirts his deadly-dirTy cum inside that nasty PiG. - Fucking HOT mate! He'll be getting my unmedicated load tonight too, don't you worry. For the first several seconds of his ejaculation, Todd, aka; Gono-stud, was silent, as though he was trying to hold in a noise he didn't want to make, and then out it came. He grunted and growled like a wild beast. Maybe the drugs were playing tricks on my ears, but it didn't sound very human like. Once he was completely spent he told me to come back into the upright kneeling position how I was earlier when we were rocking in unison, to which we now returned, but this time my bleeding cunt was full of t☢️xic and fast replicating virus! 😈 My FIRST ever Fuck, and it was extremely high risk; Firstly, cuts were made earlier around my anus. Then my cunt flesh was brushed with a toothbrush twice until it bled. Several guys dug their sharp jagged fingernails into my cunt flesh. And then Barebacked by an AIDS stud with an Active Gono infection, and a HIV viral load of 6.6 Million copies. Still impaled deep inside of me Todd spoke again in his quiet, controlled, and authoritative tone; - You're a nasTy Whore! Leaning back into his shoulder, groaning, feeling extremely turned on, yet feeling confused I uttered; - I love how your toxic cum burns my cunT, S6AT6A6N. He looked up at the 'Silent Stranger', and chuckled. as though the pair of them knew something that no one else in the room did. - Oh Stevie-boy, what is your altered state making you pick up on hey. I think it is high time you cleaned me up. He finally withdrew his PA pierced Dick which was heavily coated with my NEG cunt blood, and came to join me on the stage. But before he even reached me, there was someone else already fucking me. - Look what you have done to my Dick. It's drenched in your bloody-cunt juice. Lick it up faGGot. I tried my best to lick him clean, but it proved to be difficult as the new guy fucking me was aggressive with my cunT which kept jolting me forwards. After he shot his load I took the opportunity to try and clean up my bloodied mess, and managed to successfully lick my Gono-Stud's Dick for about 10 seconds when once again I was being jolted forwards. Guy number two was also showing no mercy. - Nevermind PiG. Leave that for now. Open your mouth as wide as you can, and look up at me. As I looked up, I was hit in the face by Todd's hot steaming piss. He was aiming for my mouth, and was a pretty good aim, as most of it went into my mouth, and I done my very best to drink as much of it as I could. That is another thing I had never done until tonight; Drink piss! After a few gulps I felt the second guy who had just cum slap my ass cheek, and in went guy number three, who without lube nor pause began to aggressively pound away at my cunT that was on it's way to becoming very sloppy by the end of the night. Three loads of HIV cum buried deep inside ~ Already a VERY good start! 🐷

so many times! as a bareback gang bang cumdumpster I have taken loads from hundreds of foreign visitors in the Toronto bathhouses and even more when I'm getting used in Thailand

Part 3 There really is such a thing as a person who was born to be used for sex. Before I had my Faggot, I had always assumed that if I wanted to sell someone's body, I'd have to coerce them and control them through violence. To wipe away a person's entire identity and turn them into an object for gratifying men isn't easy - there's a lot of planning and a wide variety of illegal tasks that need to happen. Faggot, however, was always a bad boy at heart. He had been living with me for only a week, and sometimes I almost find myself having a soft spot for the kid when I see how much he truly enjoys being a whore. Of course, I didn't want to go too crazy on the kid. The past 3 days he spent resting heavily, coming back out of his comedown, eating, working out, and working out some more. I had to keep the boy healthy and functional. Since he didn't have a phone or anything and I couldn't really leave him unattended for long, he accompanied me on a few drug runs. I put in some applications for him to become a stripper (unfortunately they rarely hired twinks) and a few part-time jobs at any adult theater, sex shop, or bathhouse in the area. I had to milk him for every cent I could make from him, keep him busy, and find him a job that would help him scope out new clients, clients that are willing to pay for sex. I was going to make sure he had some routine. The first 3 days he was with me, though, I was going to make sure he started his new life with a bang. Before we did anything crazy, I had to cover my bases. In order to make it seem like he ran away, I had him go home the first day to collect his possessions when his parents were away at work and leave a handwritten note while I waited in my van two blocks down. I also had him withdraw everything from his savings account and pawn whatever he could from his possessions. The rest I burned in the trash. He had about enough to pay for some decent drug weight even after I pocketed some - it was all his to use, and it would definitely last him a while. Then I had him put on a hat and sunglasses in case we got spotted. Faggot was surprisingly eager, even getting excited to withdraw all his savings knowing what it was going towards. He just wanted to get all that stuff over with so we could go back to my place. As we drove in the van, we barely spoke. I made a point of talking to him only when necessary. The boy, however, was noisy as fuck. "I'm horny - what are you going to do to me - what if my parents catch us - I have to pee - when are we going to pick up the T..." 18 year-old twinks are like that. I either ignored him or offered one-word responses. He eventually quieted down, giving into the sexual tension. He couldn't keep his eyes off my bulging muscles, outlined by my extremely tight black wife-beater and skinny jeans. It's pretty much the only outfit I wear if I have to have clothes on. I parked the van halfway on the sidewalk because the street was too narrow to actually allow street parking. Faggot motioned to exit the car, and I pulled him back by his hair. I dragged his head next to my face so that my hot breath steamed up his cheek. "Listen, Faggot. I let you out on your own before because I couldn't be seen, but from now on, you do not exit the vehicle until I open the door for you. Don't worry. You won't forget, because the next time you ride in this van, you'll be in the back and I'll have you handcuffed with your leash tied to my head cushion. You won't be able to leave until I remove your restraints. If you make any attempt to escape, you won't get far, and when I catch you, you're gonna wish you were dead. You understand?" "Y-yes, sir," he said, trembling. "I won't try to run." I hopped out of the vehicle and went over to the passenger's side, and opened the door. I looked around, then beckoned him out. The second we walked through the door, I back-handed him with all my strength. He emitted a high-pitched yelp as the force of my slap knocked him to the ground. I stepped on him so that he couldn't get up, then menacingly, I growled, "The next time we take a ride, you shut the fuck up or I'll duct tape your mouth." I relished in the fear and surprise on his face. He was now afraid of me. I released my foot. Then in one sweeping motion, I pulled him to his feet by his tight little shirt, shoved him into the cave, undressed him save for his jockstrap, and chained him to the pipe before heading back out to unload the van of our haul, which included provisions as well as faves. Another obstacle I faced was actually finding clients to pay for him. With so many sluts out there fucking and getting fucked for free, it was hard to justify charging much for his body. Additionally, it was hard as hell advertising something you can't legally advertise. Thankfully I had enough power by word-of-mouth. My "business" afforded me a sizable network over the years. One of these connections was the owner of a Motel 6 outside of town, where I'd often stay for my deals. His name was Henry and was a rare latino manager who bought the motel from its previous ownership. I stayed there often mostly because it was one of the very few non-Indian-owned motels. While Indian managers are professional and mind their own business, they're often family-owned and would never engage in the debauchery of their room guests. Henry was different and is every bit a corrupt motherfucker as I am. Henry was older than me, actually, at 38, but with his shaven face, signature snapback, and rotation of T-shirts, jeans, and basketball shorts, he easily looked a decade younger. His arms, chest, sides, neck, and calves were covered in tattoos, and he wasn't as big as me, but standing at 5'11" and heavily toned, he definitely looked strong and somewhat intimidating. In exchange for some T and G, Henry always gave me a room on the house. He also had an under-the-table agreement with Officer Marino, an aggressive, 6'7", chiseled, no-nonsense cop with a buzzed head and muscles that even put mine to shame. The man looks like a human-sized hulk, and even his uniform, which is probably the largest size, can barely contain his humongous muscle. He had the most square jaw of anyone I'd ever seen and veins popping out of his neck. The man was never seen smiling. Marino loved his authority and wielded it like an asshole. He only had one problem: he had a serious sex addiction that he hides from his girlfriend and the rest of the force. Henry was happy to feed into that in order to ensure Marino kept any shady shit we did out of mind and out of sight. Prostitutes frequently stayed at the motel, and Henry could easily pick them out. He'd then notify Marino which rooms they were staying in, and he'd go in and threaten to arrest them unless they'd let him fuck them. He also paid Marino part of the proceeds from the women's room revenue and gave him a free room whenever he needed if he had a girl he wanted to fuck off-duty and needed a spot. Marino's girlfriend is a 21 year-old bombshell with daddy issues, always had her hair blown out, had huge fake tits that Marino paid for, and boasted an hourglass figure. She had obviously chosen the hyper-masculine 40 year-old Marino due to said daddy issues. According to Henry, Marino fucked her at least several times a day, but it wasn't enough to sustain his addiction, and he'd need to visit the motel an additional 3 or 4 times for a quick pump and dump. Marino worked the night shift (naturally), so he was off during the day. Perfect, since it was around 3PM, and Henry and Marino would happen to be my first clients for Faggot. Henry was excited as fuck when i told him about the boy and even offered to advertise my "escort agency" at his motel, especially if I was willing to do house calls at the motel. Of course, he had to try the product first. I'd let him try it on the house for helping me advertise. I had to bargain with Marino. A deeply closeted bisexual who picks up young twinks off grindr all the time to brutalize at the motel, Marino maintains that the boys are sluttier and free, and if he needs to get off and nothing is available, he'd settle for it. He reminded me that if I charged him, he'd come back and arrest me. I reminded him that we had plenty of dirt on him as well. More than enough for him to be discharged from the force. I promised him that this would be a better fuck than the average whore at the motel. He reluctantly agreed to pay me $25. Prompt as all hell, Marino showed up first at 3:25, 5 minutes before I told him to come. I had just finished shaving and douching Faggot, who now sat on the mattress in the cave waiting as I prepped his point. I open the door for Marino, who is also wearing a hat (backwards, of course) and sunglasses. His shirt was so tight around his chest, I couldn't even imagine how he got it on his body. Underneath, he wore baggy jeans and designer sneakers. I could smell Axe Cologne off of him as soon as I opened the door. We didn't greet each other, being two men with no kinship whatsoever. He unceremoniously popped his wallet open and handed me a 20 and a 5, and I led him to the cave. He stood at the door, just staring at Faggot. The blond boy, tan skin perfectly smooth and glistening from being coated in baby oil, looked up at him timidly with those bright blue eyes. Without acknowledging him, Marino started rubbing his crotch through his jeans. "Want some T?" I offered. "Can't. Drug test," he said tersely. "Ah...right. Viagra?" "Don't need it." All he did was undo his belt and unzip his jeans. No underwear underneath. A beautiful 8" tool with a giant head surfaced, and it was already hard as a rock. Marino is like me. He gets ridiculous boners from nothing, even if he came several times that day. He strode over to Faggot, slowly stroking his cock, looking down at him expectantly. He saw the leash that chained him to the pipe, and for the first time, I saw a smirk on his face. "Nice," he muttered under his breath. He ran a giant hand through Faggot's soft golden spikes. I pulled a ready point from the hot water cup. "You really gonna do that while I'm here?" Marino asked. He was being serious. "Actually," I said with an evil grin. "I was thinking you could help me. You're wearing a belt. Can we borrow it?" Marino hesitated, not knowing how to react. He looked at me, then looked at the boy, who was gazing wantonly at the point, scared that I wouldn't give it to him and also scared that I would. This was a new chapter for him. I wasn't going to make this the norm for him, but I decided that he should get a point for special occasions or as a treat. Today, he made me my first $25, which is almost nothing compared to each of the deliveries I made, but it was his christening. Marino surprised me by picking his belt up from the floor and tying it around Faggot's bicep. I walked over and sat on Faggot's side, found a good plump vein, and slid the needle in. He flinched just ever so slightly. I drew a flash of blood. "Does it hurt?" I asked. He shook his head. Then, I slowly plunged the contents of the syringe into his veins. Marino tried to mask his fascination, but he watched intently. As I pushed the plunger, he asked, "So what am I not allowed to do to him?" "Just don't seriously harm him," I offered. "If it goes too far, I'll stop you. But don't hold back." I pulled the point out, tossed it on the floor, swabbed him with alcohol, and raised Faggot's arm over his head. The boy's pupils became huge and went out of focus and out of sync. His eyes bulged as he coughed his whole chest away. I saw his jaw chatter even, and a whole shiver went through his body. It was a strange sight seeing such an archetypical tan, blond beauty cracked out of his whole mind. Before he could even fully recover, Marino had suddenly grabbed him by the throat and slapped him so hard across the face I was shocked a tooth didn't fly out given the man's sheer strength. "AHHOOW!" the boy managed to holler. He gasped, choking for breath, but before he could catch it, a man literally twice his size was over him, tossing him on his stomach and then pulling him up on all fours. I had coated Faggot's hole with vaseline and baby oil to prepare him. Almost fully clothed still, Marino covered Faggot's body almost completely with his, one arm grabbing him roughly by the face, the other hand groping him furiously, flicking his nipples, slapping and spanking him. From my view, I could only see his distressed and tweaked face and his legs splayed out in between Marino's jeans. Meanwhile, his dick was already pushing against his hole hard. I thought he was going to make Faggot gag on his dick, but he was so eager to fuck that he just skipped straight to it. Finally, the head popped in, and Faggot screamed so loudly and savagely you would've thought that Marino had been bludgeoning him with a hammer. Tears instantly brimmed in his eyes. Without skipping a beat, I unscrewed the poppers and put it to his nose, holding his nostrils for him. "Sniff as hard as you can," I commanded. "Daddy.... Daddy, it's too big," the boy feebly whimpered, snot and tears dripping from his face, but I ignored him and just kept making him whiff. Left, right, left, right, as deep as he can inhale. Marino had the courtesy to stay buried in him without moving, let his newly poppered-up hole start to relax and adjust to his dick. I then passed the poppers to Marino, who didn't decline this time. He felt like maybe it was a good time for it, and he took two decent whiffs before handing it off to me. As soon as he was done, he exploded into the most savage fucking I've ever seen. The giant hunk of brutal, merciless muscle pounded into the small boy as fast as a pogo stick, each impact so hard it made a thunderclap. "AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-AH-URGHHGURHGH!" Faggot howled, his screams of surprise and momentary pain muffled by Marino's beefy fingers jamming down his throat. To think that this man was a sex addict was truly frightening. It was hard to even wrap my head around how many unfortunate twinks and whores he's devastated. I don't know how his girlfriend ever looks presentable the way he probably fucks her. This also marked the first time I ever saw Marino smile. A cold, sadistic smirk was plastered on his face as he fucked Faggot. He looked over at me sitting against the wall just watching, and his smirk widened to a grin. I grinned back. That's right. I wasn't going to stop him, and he realized that the delicate boy he's manhandling and fucking senseless is completely helpless and at his mercy. He loved making Faggot feel powerless, his hold on the boy so firm that he could barely even move his arms and legs. The room echoed with the sounds of Faggot's gagged and gargled screams and the loud SMACK SMACK SMACK of Marino's balls as he hammered without restraint. The more Faggot cried out, the more brutal Marino tried to be. At one point, the man raised his leg and stamped his boot down on Faggot's head, grinding his face into the mattress while he took his belt and lashed his ass, all the while fucking him like a rabbit. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFF!" Faggot tried to scream. One teary blue eye was barely visible, looking desperately around for help. "YEAAAHHA!" Marino responded, laughing as he tried to whip the boy even harder. "TAKE IT YOU STUPID, USELESS FAGGOT!" I approached, crouching down by the boy so that i could whisper in his ear. "Now you know what it means to be my whore, boy. Not even the police are going to be here to help you. This man is a cop and is gonna make sure no one stops me from selling you. This is just the beginning." Marino suddenly pulled out, causing Faggot to cry out in surprise as his giant dickhead popped out of his tight hole. He stepped off of his face, grabbed him by his leash, and yanked him roughly back, choking the boy. "This isn't enough for this faggot," Marino said, again in all seriousness. "You're right," I agreed. I whipped out my own cock, which was already hard from watching Marino use him. I looked down at the boy, who looked back up at me in tears of disbelief. He was so spun he was sweating profusely from the unbelievably overwhelming sex, and his eyes looked glassy from shock and dizziness. It was clear the point and the poppers made him lose control of his senses, and his body didn't even know how to react to the sudden onslought on his cunt. His hair was in disarray, being pulled in different directions by Marino and dripping beads of sweat onto his face. I harshly spit on him, smacking him across the nose and cheek. Faggot whimpered. Marino roughly shoved his sausage fingers into Faggot's mouth and pried it wide open. I then shoved my dick in, causing him to gag. I pulled out, drool and splutter flying everywhere. Then I thrust back in while Marino pushed his head onto my dick. Faggot gagged to the point of almost throwing up, but he had nothing to hurl. Hand still firmly clutching him by the hair, Marino got on his knees behind Faggot and slid right into his open pussy. A feeble gargled scream erupted from Faggot, drool bubbling and foaming at the corners of his mouth around my cock. He looked so sexy, his bright blue eyes all begging and tweaked out with a cock in his mouth and a giant man fucking him so hard from behind his little feet bounced on the mattress. The mattress springs screeched from the fucking. While it felt like an eternity for the boy, it had only been 25 total minutes of fucking before Marino pulled out and shoved into him with purpose, his body trembling. "Ahhh," he sighed with relief, relishing the heavenly feeling of his orgasm as it squirted inside Faggot, eliciting one final whimper. Then the room fell to a peaceful silent. When he pulled out, a splash of thick white cum oozed out, dripping down Faggot's taint and balls. The man was fertile as fuck to have cum that much when I know he's already came several times that day. Without a word, Marino zipped his fly, put his belt back on, and left, leaving the boy hardly recognizable from when he first came through the door. I looked down at Faggot, who was limp, and was surprised to see a satisfied smile form around on the boy's face, which went from anguished and tortured to grateful in seconds. "That was... Fuckk... Ermem... More. I like him," he slurred in his boyish squeak, still fucked up and his mouth barely functional from all the gagging and cock-sucking. I grabbed one ankle and spread his legs wide open. I spit on his used cunt and slid my iron-hard cock right in to the hilt, as deep as I can until I was sure it was fully buried. "Agghh!" he cried from surprise, and I grinned to myself as I saw the wasted little angel gasp with pleasure and a hint of pain. I decided I was going to fuck him until Henry showed up so that he wouldn't get a break. I loved hearing him moan and scream from getting fucked, and I snickered to myself that it was going to become white noise to me soon with how much I'm gonna get this Faggot fucked. Determined to not let Marino outdo me fucking my own boy, I flipped him onto his back and tore his legs almost into a split apart. Then I plunged in as hard as I could, causing him to gasp and yelp. "Daddy's going to really ruin you today, you filthy whore," I said, spitting on him as I tugged hard on his leash, choking him. I punch fucked him, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. While I did that, I twisted his nipple with one hand while I slapped him repeatedly with the other. "YOU LIKE THAT, FAGGOT?" "Y-" SMACK! "I ASKED YOU IF YOU LIKE MY DICK RIPPING YOUR SLOPPY LITTLE CUNT, YOU WHORE!" I roared, smacking him with a backhand this time. "YES, S-" SMACK! Everytime he opened his mouth, I smacked him. Seeing his boyish face tattered and red from my palm while his legs and feet flailed wildly around me as I pounded him turned me on even more. I was so aroused my dick went into overdrive and I knew right away I was close. "ARRR, FUCK BOY! I'M GONNA NUT IN YOU!" I bellowed. I grabbed his shoulders to shove him even further into me as I felt it come up, warm and sensitive, and then erupt for 10 seconds straight, ropes and ropes of cum inside his breeding hole. Part 4 coming soon

My first slam was from a Meth Dealer I lived with when I was in my 30's. I only smoked or Stacey would Booty Bump me. But he told if I let him Slam me he'd let me do what ever I wanted to him. So I said yes. At first he didn't tell me the amount of the Slam. He let watch him do everything. Then it was time for the needle. He explained the cough and other things I would feel. So I watched him tie a band around my arm, stick the needle in my arm, draw the blood in and give me the liquid in the Point. Yeah, coughed and felt like I was going to puke. Then felt like I had never felt before. Stacey put everything away and people started coming by the house to buy Crystal. Finally Stacey asked what I felt like doing to him. So I rolled over and put his 9" Cut Kentucky Redneck Cock in my mouth. I Sucked him for a couple of hours, he told me to keep at it even when someone came by. The guys would always make dirty comments about what some guys would do for Meth. Stacey would mostly tell them it was my first Slam, and Cocksuckers became Insatiable for the Cock when Spun. I spent four hours sucking Stacey's Cock, then he said it was time for me to get another Slam. After that I Sucked him off until the sun came up the next day. He finally fed me his Load and I rolled off of him and tried to go to sleep. I lived with Stacey for almost a year and when I wasn't cruising bars to sell Crystal for him. I could always be found Spun and sucking his Cock for total strangers to watch. It was a very happy time in my Life.

Part 3 Dirk did move to the back of the bed, and was putting up his back at the wall of the bed, and he was pulling Mike up so that his face was resting up the upper tigh of Dirk . He was caressing the head of Mike with one hand, and he was starting to stroke his cock with his other hand. His fat cock was already oozing a lot of precum of the toughts of the things to come. He was smearing the head of his cock on the face of Mike, his precum was marking the nose of Mike and his upperlips. The little slut did automatically open his mouth, and tried to swallow Dirks dick in one go. Hmmm the little slut is eager to suck my cock. His hot mouth did feel so good around the fat head of his dick. Dirk had to wait a bit till the G was kicking in, so for now he was just relaxing, and enjoying Mike tongue on his fuckstick, till he was sure that the little slut would be high as fuck from the larger amount of G what was given to him. He did like to see shy guys becoming real whores after a little help from G and T, hihihihi if only they know what there would be in store for them. First time trying some chems, and already famous on the ww web. Mike was making a lot of noises and he surely was one of the noisely types on chems, he had to keep that in mind later on, to keep him from shouting or anything, but for now he can enjoy my cock a bit more and then i will gagg him, to make sure i don't wake the neighbours when we are going into the rough play. Dirk was noticing that some of his pozzbuddies where tuning in to enjoy his show. He had a golden rule, first he would brake in a new guy by his own, and the next step would be that he would share the new guy whith his pozbuddies, to make sure the conversions was complete. One thing was for sure, Mike was not a newbie when it came to cocksucking, he was expertly getting his tongue around at Dirks shaft and balls, and this was not an easy thing being handcuffed with leather restraints. His buddies where sending messages to show of the new sluts pucker, show some butt they cried out, Dirk could only smile at their remarks, his buddies where only interested in ass that was all they cared for, but he prefered to take it slow the first time. Dirk was wondering if the slut had still some vision with the blindfold, he had taken the bigger one, so the half of Mike face was covered, he was going to take it to the test. Hey pup, what do you see now baby???? Can you see what i am doing. Mike was breaking free from Dirks fuckstick, and was slurring that he was in total darkness, he could not even make out the beatifull dick he was sucking. Dirk was grinning, the stupid twatt is not even able to make some complete syllabusses, he is tweaked out over his titts. Time to make the next move in to the change of my pupp. Dirk was pushing mike back to his back, of from hiw lower part. Ok buddy i am going to set you upright with your back at the end of the bed, so you can drink some water, we have to keep you hydrated, and you can relax a bit. Mike was being hoisted upright by dirk and was settling into the cushions. Mike's mind was far away, he had the feeling he hardly could register anything what Dirk was saying to him. He did hear the words, but he could not get a grip what Dirk was meaning to say to him. He had never felt so special with a guy, he was feeling a sincere atraction to his new friend, he was never taken care of by another guy, he had the feeling he could really letting loose on Dirk, and just go with the flow. Dirk was bringing the water bottle to Mike's mouth and told him to drink a lot, Mike was trying to hold the bottle himself, but this was not an easy thing to do. Dirk did unchain the cuffs, so Mike could drink his water add an easier pace. He was signalling the thumps-up sign that everything was going acorrding to plan. He was moving around the bed, getting everything ready to give his slut the first slam. He had to riggs ready at his site when he moved back up to Mike sitting frame. He was taking away the bottle of water and he was carressing Mike's face after he move the bottle to the side. How are you feeling pupp, are you ok? I feel so goooodddd slurred Mike, you make me feel so happy and goooooddd. Dirk did moves his hand from Mike's face and was lowering his had to caress his arm, already in search looking fro a good veine to hit. Mike do you trust me baby? Oh yes Dirk, you are so sweeeeet to me, you make me feel so happieee he cried out. Want to feel even better baby??? I can make you feel so good, you just have tro trust me baby, are you trusting me???? Yes Dirk, i do whatever you want to please youuuu. It was clear that the G was doing his work, the slut was ready to try anything, just to please his partner, and continue of the love feeling. I am going to give you something real good baby, something to make you more nicer and sweeter baby, do you want to be my baby Mike, my little sex pupp?????? Yes Dirk, please i want to try anything with you, you are so sweet to me!!!!! Ok baby, i am going to put a band around your arm, and then i am going to inject some sexvitamins in your arm, you are going to feel so good, and then we are going to have so much sex, i am going to make you my little sexpupp, do you want that baby. Yes Dirk please give me the vitamins he slurred. Dirk was checking out both arms to find the best veines to hit in. He had not very prominent veines, but in the lines he could make out the green lining of his veines, soon he was binding of the right arm of Mikes arm, and made him hold the buckle belt, to hold it strained. He was getting the rigg ready with the cross marked on the end, this was mike's first slam with .3 just to make im ready to get the show roling. Dirk was explaining to Mike what he was doing, once he had the rigg in the vein, and he had a register, he slowly released the tina into Mike's arm. He was explaining to Mike he would have the feel to cough, and he would feel some preassure on his chest, but it was already to late, Mike was already letting out a big cough, it did take him some time to register what was gettting on. His movements became more intense, and he was making pleading noises, first it was only fuck fuck fuck!!!!! And then he was shouting please fuck me please fill me hole, he was becoming the sexslave Dirk wanted to see.

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Gotta agree with everyone else here. Tell your GF and let her decide one way or the other.

be a bb slut, take all the cum u want, but ur gf deserves to know what u r doing & make her own desition! If you infected her with something you would be directly responsible. you have so many options and your gf deserves the same!

Like most of us i'm turned on by monster cocks . Why put the Top thru a long , slow entry process , just because i might feel some discomfort. I prefer they lube up and just slam it in to their balls and start pumping. The extreme pain is only gonna last a short time ( sigh ) any way and it's so much easier for the Top. Never met a Top who didn't appreciate my attitude. A firm hand over my mouth is all i require. Lite restraints are nice if he has the time .