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While this is all fiction, I would love this to happen in real life. We had been planning on going out for a while. We rarely go to fetish club nights but at the annual fetish week we tend to hit a few events. The other half is two yearsyounger than me, six foot tall, blonde hair and blue eyes. He looks about 25, and has a thin toned body. This of course makes him very popular when it comes to play sessions, but he tends to not play to much, getting shy at clubs or not making the first move. This time it was going to change, or at least I hoped it would. We had both put rubber on for the evening. I was in my full suit, black and blue codpiece, and he was in his black rubber chaps with a yellow stripe, a jock and a black and yellow harness. You can tell, he was more into piss play, but I loved cum play. I was not really a chaser as on prep, but loved playing with Poz guys and cum-swapping with them, but my other half never took to prep, but always played safe. Different horses for different courses you could say. Knowing that a Poz loads was into me was hot as hell To me, but not his thing at all. Tonight, I wanted the other half to feel that, but not sure he would take to being fucked openly in a club. After being in the club for an hour and chatted to a few people he went off to the piss play space. I saw him getting into it and getting wet, but also more horny and for the first time in ages bending over more around guys. Clearly he was in the mood to be fucked. This got me rock hard, and also thinking. I left him to it and went for a walk about the club. After 15 minutes I saw a skin guy, looked about 30, cock out and clearly wanting to get some action. He had his bleacher jeans open, an alpha jacket on, polo shirt and looked cute as fuck, not like most skins in the club. I went over and started to rub his cock and went to suck it a bit getting that salty precum taste in my mouth. Just when I was getting into it the other half came over to join. He was still a bit wet and smelling of piss and rubber. He pulled my head up to kiss me and rubbed his arse off the skin guy, sliding between us to face me, with his arse to the skin. It looked really hot his bare arse showing through his chaps and rubber jock. The guy groaned a bit and started to rub his cock off my other half arse. We kept kissing and he was getting a lot more into it. Breathing heavy, thrusting and rubbing off me. I moved back a little but he carried on. That's when I realised the skin was inside him. I reach round, and no rubber on his cock, but my guy did not know. I thought about tell him but he was really into this guys cock inside him, so I just carried on too. The guy was building pace a bit but kept slowing off as well. Clearly me was holding off trying to cum just yet. After 15 minutes of the guy raw inside my other half, he was sweaty, and took off his jacket, that's when I looked over my guys shoulder, and saw biohazard tattoo on the skins arm. Of course with his back to him my partner could not see. Undetectable guys tend to play raw more, but thought best to check. I stopped kissing my guy to kiss the skin lad, making my partner bend right over so the skin could go in deeper. We made out for a few minutes and I whispered in the skins ear, ”nice tatt, your undetectable right?”, he went back to kissing me and then whispered back, ”no mate, toxic at the moment”. He's been fucking my guy raw for at least 20 minutes now, raw, working his Poz cock into him. I should tell my other half but this guys slowed down fucking, so clearly holding off cumming. I asked if he was close, and he smiled. He leaned in and said ” I've already cum once, but I just want to work that load deeper. He's so wet and lose now, it's been a big dump in him.” Before I knew it, he we building speed again, and this time I held his hips deep and hard as he fucked my guy. He was going to drop a second toxic load into him, and my guy had no idea if was Poz. My guy reached behind him, feeling the guys we about to cum, and roughly pulled the skin deep as he could just as he was cumming. Loading telling the skin ”fuck me hard, make me your fucking skin boy”. He came loudly and grunted as he loaded him for the second time. My guy did not let him pull put, and held his hips keeping him inside him. Still inside his arse, the skin pulled the black bomber jacket back on, covering his tattoo up. As he pulled out my guys arse, I saw cum dribble a bit out of him, and a the skin had a small red smear down his shaft. He must really have been going on rough. He fingered my guys arse hard, making his gasp, then kissed his neck and walked away. I went back to kissing my other half, him not knowing the toxic cum working it's way into his body

Part 6 Baxter Sloan When I got home that night, Sam was sleeping in my room. I needed to be alone, so I crashed on the couch instead. As sleep slowly crept in, my last thought was on how would I explain all of this to Sam? I woke up late next morning to an empty house and a bad hangover. On the coffee table, was aspirin, some water and a note from Sam saying he went on a house call and he was going to spend the night at his friend’s place. Fucking great, as I was still not sure what to say to him about everything that had happened. After a long shower, I grabbed some breakfast. There were 3 house calls, which I told Sam to take care off, leaving me with the day off. I thought about the night before, what had happened, what I had let happen. The rational side of my brain made me look up HIV clinics in the county, to get on treatment immediately. Luckily, there was a clinic 2 counties over and upon calling them, they gave me a 3pm appointment. It’d take me about 2 hours to get there so I had some time before I had to leave. I left at 12:45pm for the clinic. My mind was still conflicted, a war being raged between the rational and the sub-conscious parts of my brain. While part of me did want it to happen, my rational brain argued about the impact it’d have on my relationship with Sam. Sam, my son, my boy, my love. As I made my way through town and came up to the highway, a roadblock made me take a detour through the road leading towards the creek and connecting to the state highway. When I crossed the area where I’d generally park to walk up to the creek for some action, I stopped. My mind felt like it was being ripped in 2 directions and I needed the clarity that only a cum blast could give. At least, that’s how I rationalized it. I made my was through the forest path, until I reached the clearing. Being a weekday afternoon, it was completely empty except one slightly old, pudgy guy wanking alone. When our eyes met, I groped my penis through my jeans, giving him the signal. He picked up on it and in 10 seconds, my cock was lodged firmly inside the man’s throat. Sex is awesome. It gives you both clarity and a relief from every damn problem out in the world. In that moment, all I really cared about was getting my dick wet enough for this guy’s ass. Thoughts of being pozzed, Chief, Sam, the future drifted away, as I focused on the feeling on my cock and the sound of a throat being forced upon by it. I was ready to fuck him and I told him to strip and get on all fours. He took off his pants, pulled up his shirt a little, got on all fours and presented his ass towards me. I’m not a religious man, never have never will. And up until that moment I did not believe in signs or God or the universe and its plans. But in that moment, I saw a biohazard tattoo on top of the man’s ass, resting on his tailbone. “You poz?” I asked. “Yeah man, but I am medicated so no risk. Stick a condom if you want,” he said with desperation. I didn’t even think about it. I pulled my pants down to my knees, kneeled just enough where my dick was level with his ass and using spit as lube, pushed my raw cock in. “No way faggot, you’re getting the raw deal.” As I fucked him, I had flashes of the night before. How turned on I was when he told me who he was, how I had begged for the Chief’s load and how doing what I did had made me feel like myself for the first time in years. This was enough to send me howling as I unloaded cum inside this guy’s ass. When we were done, I made him clean my dick off with his mouth before I got dressed and left. On my way back towards my car, I finally had the clarity I had needed since this morning. I knew what my next step was to be. I pulled up my phone and dropped a message How do I tell Sam I am seroconverting Chief? --- Sam and I did not cross paths until the evening of the next day. That was a strategic decision on my part because I still didn’t know how to go about it and I needed a plan. I told Sam to take care of work the next day while Chief and I spent some time together. As Chief put it, he had to ensure that I was always full of poz cum until I seroconverted. When Sam walked in the door, I was waiting for him at the couch. Unlike our usual selves, where one of us would initiate sex the second we walked in the door, this time the mood was different, and Sam knew it. He could see it on my face. I offered him a beer and asked him to sit. Without sugar coating it, I laid out the facts for him. About what had happened at Chief’s house, how we had fucked that night and a few times since. He wasn’t shocked, hell if anything, the boy was clearly into it. It was time to come clean. “Son, there’s something more. Chief…he, umm… he is poz. You know what that means?” Sam didn’t faze in his reply, “Yeah, he has HIV.” “Right, yeah. And, umm, when we fucked, he wasn’t on medication. And I am not on PrEP so there’s a risk of transmission.” “Wait, what are you saying dad? You let him fuck untreated poz cum inside you?” “Yes son, I did.” Sam stayed quiet for a few seconds. Then he turned the tables on me. “So dad, you’re a bugchaser?” WTF! How did Sam know that word? Was there more to him than I knew? Sam was one of the kinkiest guy’s I had met but this was whole new territory for me, for us. “No son, I am not a bugchaser. I just, I want to be poz. I thought you should know since we..well you know.” “Why dad? Why do you want to be poz?” “I can’t explain it kid. I just know I want it, always wanted it. And now that I can, I wanna go through with it.” Sam muttered a hmm before leaning back on the couch, sipping his beer. We stayed silent for the next few minutes, drinking our beer while tension floated above us. “So what now dad?” “We will have to stay off of each other for some time, until I convert. Once I convert, Chief and I will go on meds and once my VL is low, you and I can fuck again Sam.” Sam looked at me with his puppy eyes, his strongest card and one he knew he could use to get anything out of me. He might look like a muscle meathead but the boy knew how to work his body to get what he wanted. “I have a counter offer dad,” without waiting for my reply, he continued, “lets fuck now.” Before I could react, Sam had slipped next to me and planted his lips on mine. As good as it felt my boy’s lips on mine, I still had to be the adult. “Whoa boy, stop.” “Why dad, you don’t wanna fuck your son?” “Sam come on, you know why.” Sam grabbed my cock through my jeans, groping and squeezing it, making me moan. “I want it dad, I need your cock.” “Aah fuck boy, you got a condom?” “Fuck no dad, I don’t fuck with rubber. Raw is law.” “Doesn’t work now kid, I am carrying poz cum and I could very well transfer it to you if we do without rubber.” “So, what? That’s hot.” Sam was throwing caution to the wind and was saying just the right things to get me worked up. While I knew this was a bad idea, part of me really wanted to push the boy down, sodomize him and drop my potentially poz carrying seed in his hungry cunt. “Fuck me dad, fuck me full of your poz cum.” “Sam, I umm… are you sure?” “Yeah dad, if you are poz, I wanna be poz too.” “Sam, you don’t have to do….” Before I could complete, Sam pushed his lips again and started making out hard. By now, I was focused on one thing. Fucking Sam, my son, my first born, my lover into a poz boy. 15 minutes later, we were in my bedroom. Sam was on all fours while I was fucking him like an animal, hunched over the arch of his back. “Fuck me dad, give me your poz load.” “Fuck son, dad’s gonna give you his dirty load.” “Unggh, Unggh, dad don’t stop, unggh, unggh” “Getting close son.” “Fuck yeah dad, shoot your poz load in me.” That did it and I came with a huge roar. My balls and my dick burnt with pleasure of cumming inside my son, knowing what I was doing to him. His life had come from the cum in my balls, now he had death come for him through my balls again. And in that moment, I knew that he and I were linked together, a deeper bond than ever before. -- Joe- Present Day “So, that’s the whole story,” my dad finally finished his story. I was numb, with shock. Not only were Dad and Sam a couple, but they had willingly become poz. That was fucked up, at least to me. The Chief, the man responsible for it all, had an amused expression on his face. That made me angry even more. “What are you smiling at?” I snarled at him. The amusement in his face didn’t fade as he responded. “For a guy that seems to be as disgusted by the story, your pants tell a different tale.” I looked down and there it was. A big wet patch on the crotch of my blue joggers. Bad day to go commando. I couldn’t come up with a reply. I felt humiliated, hurt and angry. At the Chief, at dad, at Sam- what had they done? Did no one see the problem in all this? “Bro,” Sam spoke up, “I know this is a lot of shit to deal with. But all you gotta know is that me and dad are okay. Fuck, we are better than before.” “Yeah Joe,” dad chimed in, “we are okay. We wanted this and we are okay with it. We are still a family, your family, and we love you a lot kid.” Their statements were earnest and truthful. But, I was having a hard time processing all of it. And with the Chief present, I didn’t want to talk more. I needed time with them alone and I’d have it later, once the Chief was out of the house. Mumbling an excuse, I left the room and climbed upstairs to mine. I wasn’t tired but I needed time to myself. -- A few hours later, the house was completely quiet. Knowing that Sam and dad were probably asleep, I decided to head down to get some dinner. When I went downstairs, I saw the backdoor to the garage open. This was unusual because dad was psychotic about the door staying locked at night. I went around to pull it shut. Our house has a basement, accessible through a hatch on the floor of the garage. When we were kids, dad used to store stuff in the basement and Sam and I were not allowed. I had only ever gone there twice, both times with dad to help him move some stuff. The hatch to the basement was open. I decided to investigate, and slowly climbed down the stairs. With walls on both sides and a singular bulb illuminating the dark staircase, it was just enough for me to climb down until I came across a door. I didn’t remember this being there when I was a kid. Slowly, I twisted the doorknob and opened the door. It was at that moment that my jaw dropped to the floor. There was Chief, my dad and Sam huddled in what can be best described as a dungeon. Sam was kneeling naked, a collar around his neck with the leash firmly in my dad’s hand. He was alternating sucking between dad’s and Chief’s cock, both of whom were in leather pants and jackets. Dad and the Chief were kissing, while twisting each other’s nipples. The sound of my presence in the room didn’t deter them one bit and as I saw the scene play out, I couldn’t help but being a little aroused, alongside the shock of it all. Dad and the Chief’s lips parted, before dad turned towards me with a smile on his face. He walked up to me until his nose was almost against mine, and I found myself frozen and unable to move. “We have been expecting you son, it’s time to get started.” WTF was dad talking about. “Started with what?” “Your future son, it starts here tonight. Now, STRIP!”

I'm getting very little sleep and my hunger for food has gone away as the more I get fuck either by Dad or Alex and the fuck machine the more I want. Tina has become my new friend as I like smoking it, I love getting a booty bump but a slam I'm in heaven. My day consists of getting my nipples suck so one day they will look like my fathers and get mine pierced. When I'm riding the fuck machine I get a slam and the lube has some Tina in it as I feel the slit burn. Then there is the daily breeding from Dad & Alex and the HIV talk as they fuck me telling me what a slut I am and how they will be soon pimping be out to others. I have been with Dad for 3 weeks now and he wants to introduce me to his friends as soon I will be going into Seroconversion then I will not only be his birth son but his blood son. I'm in a room with Alex as he gets me good & clean and for the first time I take good look at my body, I'm shock at how much weight I have lost as my ribs are showing, Alex slaps me on the ass and tells me to put on this jockstrap. Go into the room then sit in the middle on the floor, I ask can I get a slam and Alex is laughing. In the room their is a circle of 6 men from ages 40-60 with some Bio-Hazard, POZ, HIV, Scorpion tattoo and they are stroking their dicks. One has a syringe in his hand then ask what I'm willing to do for it, I say anything, they are all laughing. Here you go boy slam your self as the rest of the night you are going to be so fuck. I ask for something to tie off my arm so someone says use your jockstrap, so I do then wow this was a strong one so after I stop coughing and catch my breath. Come here boy and get to work on my POZ dick. Hey Dave this is really your son and 3 weeks ago he was a virgin? as he is a good cock sucker as he has swallow my whole dick in one shot and not teeth on my dick how did you do it. Easy I threaten him that if his teeth keeps hitting my dick I will have his teeth removed. The one who is fucking me is doing a great job as he knows where my prostate is and is going into my second hole so I'm is heaven. Dave I cant believe that 3 weeks ago the hole was a virgin as he is so loose and your son knows how to use his ass mussels and is teasing the shit out of me. What a slut your son is Dave as he just drank my piss and he loved it. That night was a blur as all 6 of them gave me their loads in my ass and mouth. I was so fuckup on Meth I was drinking their piss like it was water. Dad what's to show them what he has turned me into he puts me on the fuck machine and puts the large dildo in me and turns the machine. Dad turns on the big screen TV and is showing videos of me the first time Dad & Alex fuck me. They come over slap my ass or have me suck their dick or drink their piss.

I was just 19 last summer, fresh out of high school and working at the car wash on the main road off I-10. It was a little town in southeast Texas, and I didn't get a lot of sex. I'm cute, though. I work out 5 times a week and have a great, tanned body. One day in July I was washing a truck when this car with California plates pulled in. It wasn't anything special, but the guy who was driving it was sexy as fuck. I dropped my sponge and bent over to pick it up, and when I stood back up I caught him checking me out. "Fuck yeah!" I thought. I finished the truck and went to work on the car. I talked to the guy a little and found out he was driving from LA to Miami. He was taller than me, with blond hair and blue eyes and a great tan. He was maybe 25 or 26. He had a little bit of stubble on his cheeks and a little goatee under his chin. As I worked on his car, he kept talking about how hot it was. I agreed it was and took off my shirt. I kept washing his car, and he smoked. He asked me if I wanted a cigarette and I said I couldn't while I was working. He asked if anyone else was here. I said I was working alone that day. "Then come around the back where no one can see and have one. No one will know." I put up the "out to lunch" sign, picked up my shirt and walked with him around the back of the car wash. In the back there was a bunch of trees and an old junkyard, and a tiny stone shed with a metal door. We stood by that and he held out his Marlboros. I took one and he offered me a light. I inhaled and felt my lungs fill up. I held it in for a minute, and looked him in the eyes. "Damn, that feels good," I said. I didn't smoke often, but I loved it when I did. "Nothing like a good smoke," he said, taking a drag. I watched his red lips close around the cigarette. They were firm and beautiful. The end of it turned bright orange, and then he breathed out, in my direction. We stood like that, smoking and talking about his trip, for a good five minutes. As he finished his cigarette and threw it away, he looked at the stone shed. "What's in there?" he asked. "Just sponges and hoses and shit," I exhaled, blowing the smoke away from him. "You should show me," he suggested. I looked down at my half-finished cigarette and he laughed. "I don't like to waste 'em either," he said. He took it from my hand and took a deep drag. He held it and passed it back to me. Fuck, I was getting hard. My cock had inched down my thigh and was straining against my jeans. I inhaled and handed the cigarette back to him. Another deep, deep drag. It was just a butt now. He held the smoke and threw the cigarette away. He leaned in close and kissed me, blowing the smoke into my mouth. I coughed, and he kind of laughed as his tongue found my lips and pushed them apart. He probed in and out, and I was in his control. He pushed me against the door of the shed and went to town on my face. His stubble was rough on my skin and I liked it. He tasted like salt and smoke. I fumbled with the door and pulled him into the stone shed. "Fuck yeah," he said. Inside the shed, he pushed me down onto a big pile of sponges and we continued making out. He touched my chest and licked my nipples. Then he pulled off his own shirt and undid his belt. I helped him push his pants off. He didn't wear underwear. "Hot," I said. His dick was hard, long and thick. It was maybe 8 inches, cut and glistening with precum. He pulled my jeans off and pushed me down again. Our bodies were grinding against each other, heat and sweat and muscle all together. His dick touched my hole, and I liked it. He reached into his jeans pocket beside him and pulled out a little bottle. There was a little pop and he pushed it under my nose. It smelled AWFUL but I felt a warm wave wash over me. "What's that?" I asked. "Poppers," he replied. "Totally safe." He pushed it under my nose again and I took a deep breath to see if it would make the warmth more intense. My head spun a little and my ass felt amazing. "Oh, hell yeah," I said. He spit in his hand and pushed his cock against my hole. It felt great. I pushed my ass against him a little and helped him ease the head in. "Oh, yeah," he said. "Tight!" He gave me some more poppers and I pushed back against him in one thrust, taking the cock all the way down to the pubes. He gasped. "Fuck, dude!" he said. Soon, he began fucking back and forth. I met him, stroke for stroke. I fondled his balls, touched his chest, kissed his gorgeous face. I had jerked off to bareback porn before, but I had never taken a raw dick up my ass before. I was more turned on than I ever had been. "Fuck yeah, man!" I said. "Bareback me!" That really got him going. He held my legs up over my head and pounded me so hard that all I could do was grunt from the force. "Fuck yeah!" he said. "Take this fuckin cock!" "Yeah, give it to me!" I yelled. "Give it to me raw, man!" "Yeah!" he shouted. "You want this fuckin load, stud? Huh? You want my FUCKIN LOAD?!" "FUCK YEAH!" I shouted. "Fuckin' SPERM my ass, man!" "OH, yeah!" he yelled. His face contorted and he rammed it in hard. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK FUCK!" "Oh, yeah!" I urged him on. "Cum in me! Cum in me!" He collapsed on top of me, and his abs pressed against my cock, which spasmed a load out between us, splattering against both of us. "Unh! Yeah!" His dick was still pressed against prostate, and I shot hard. After a long time, he pulled out. There was a little blood on his cock, but I didn't care. I got a little towel and put it against my hole when I put my underwear back on. "Keep that load in there for me, stud!" he said. We got dressed, he kissed me again and gave me his email address. He got in his car and looked out the window. I had one last view of those gorgeous blue eyes. "Don't forget me, stud!" he said, and drove away. Let's just say there's no way I could forget that fuck. It was the fuck of my life.

“Go throw on some clothes buddy, don’t shower, just throw on some gym stuff.” “Ok, what have you in mind?” “Just a place a gay Dad should take his gay Son for the first time.” Kenny and his Dad went and got dressed. Jock straps, gym shorts and tanks. Dad made sure to pick up Kenny’s birthday lube, and another treated rolled joint. While they were waiting for the car to pick them up, they shared that treated joint with Kenny getting most. The driver dropped them off at a nondescript building, dimly lit, but you could see the name Mustang on the wall. Kenny’s Dad guided Kenny into the building. It was just a little foyer with a guy behind a glass window. Dad gave the guy some money and showed both their driver’s license. Then Kenny walked with his Dad to a door to the right, and they were buzzed in. The walked into a locker room where a few guys were in different stages of undress. Some The smell was all male, and you could hear sounds of sex through the door at the other side of the locker room. “Oh shit, is this a bathhouse Dad? I’ve always dreamed about coming to one.” Kenny and his Dad started undressing, and putting their clothes in the locker. As Kenny was bent over taking off his jockstrap, a guy in a towel rubbed his lightly fuzzed ass and slid a finger easily into Kenny’s already lubed and wet hole. This elicited a moan from Kenny, as his hole was still hungry for action due to the special lube his Dad had put in him. “Fucking nice hole, all ready for a cock.” The guy said as he slid is finger in and out slowly. “Oh shit, Dad, he’s got his finger in me and rubbing that my nut. Oh fuck, Dad.” Whispered Kenny, while his uncut dick started drooling precum out of his foreskin. “Dad? You’re joking, playing, right?” “Nope, I’m really his Dad. He’s freshly devirginized, and ready for fun. I thought it time I taught him about being a gay man.” “Holy shit. I’ll have to keep an eye out for you two. Such a fine ass, and body. Both of you.” The guy slide his finger out of Kenny, and tweaked one of Dad’s nipples. “Come on Son, lets show you around and have some sex.” Dad grabbed Kenny’s hand and walked him through the only other door in the locker room out into the club proper. It was just above dimly light, warmish, and the sounds of sex in various directions. They walked down a hall with some doors spaced out. Some were closed with moans coming from them. A couple were open, with guys inside. One door had a middle aged guy, nice strong back and dimpled hairy butt laying face down. His butt was pretty hairy, more hairy then Kenny’s Dad. “Dad, look at his hairy ass, he has more than you. I bet that hair feels soft. I wonder what it feels like, what it would be like to run my tongue in that hair.” “Go in there Son, find out. I’m sure he’d love it.” Kenny carefully walked into the room, and reached down to the hairy tight ass, and ran his hand over one side. The guy moaned into his arms at the touch. Kenny ran his side of his hand between the hair cheeks, into the longer haired valley, running across the guys wet hole. “Get down there Son, spread his cheeks, and lick his hole. You’ve got his attention.” Kenny leaned into the bed, and with both hands spread the hairy cheeks apart, showing the longer haired valley to him, and the wet hole hidden under it. Kenny got his face down into his ass, and with his tongue he slid across the wet hole. Tasting a little lube and cum. The guy’s hole immediate opened a little and Kenny’s tongue slide in. The guy really starting moaning at this point. Kenny’s Dad came into the room and stood by the bed. His crotch very close to the guy. He ran his hands down the muscular back, feeling a few hairs as he went. When he got to the guy’s hairy cheeks, he move down by Kenny’s hands, and helped spread the cheeks more. “Here you go Son, let me hold these apart for you. Really get in there with your tongue.” As Kenny buried his face in the hairy ass, the guy reached over and directed Dad’s uncut cock into his mouth. Moaning as he sucked in Dad’s cock, and ran his tongue into his foreskin. This went on a couple of minutes and the guy let Dad’s cock out of his mouth. “Fuck me, get your dick inside me.” The guy groaned, and then took Dad’s dick back in his mouth. “You heard him Son, get up and get your dick in there.” “Really Dad, I can fuck him?” “You bet, he wants it. Look how he’s wriggling his ass for you.” Kenny walked up a little on his knees, his hard drooling cock leading his way. Kenny felt his Dad grab his cock, and spread an little lube on it. “Here, let me guide you into your first ass of that’s not mine. Feel your cock going through that hair. Your dick is kissing his hole now. Push in, nice and slow. That’s it Son, keep sliding it in. Feel his ass swallowing you up.” Kenny’s body was shaking a little from the excitement of fucking a stranger, and feeling the heat of the hole around his cock. He finally bottomed out in the guy, his balls up against the hairy ass. “Fuck him Son, start moving that cock of your’s in him. He wants it. He’s moaning all on my dick.” Kenny was pumping his hips, feeling his cock move that the man’s ass. The ass was rhythmically squeezing his cock. Kenny’s eyes periodically rolled back in his head. He could tell he was leaking lots of precum into the ass. The guy let go of Dad’s cock, “Fuck me, yeah. Shove your dick all the way in. I need your cum in me.” Kenny was getting real close, “Dad, fuck, I’m about to cum. His ass feels so good. I can’t help it, I gotta cum.” “Shoot buddy, shoot it in him. That’s what you do. Right when you shoot, shove your dick in as hard and as far in him as you can. That’s what guys do. He wants it, he wants that cum, give it to him.” Kenny suddenly threw his head back, and shoved his whole body against the guy, shoving his cock as far as it could go into him. As Kenny came, his hips were jerking quickly, with each shot of cum, blasting as deeply in the guy as possible. “That’s it buddy, shoot it into him. Give hime that cum. Give him the last of that clean cum.” Kenny’s Dad leaned in and kissed his Son hard on the lips, driving his tongue into Kenny’s mouth, as they both moaned. Kenny slid out of the guy, his cum drooling out a little. Kenny’s dick still very much hard and ready to keep going. “Fuck Dad, I’m still horny, and still have that itch inside my ass.” “Well buddy, we’ve got more fun to be had. We’ll get that itch scratched.”

I was 18 when I found out I was HIV positive. I started having sex very young and back then I didn't know a thing about safe sex. I used to fuck an older neighbor and he gave me the gift. And 10 years passed since then. There was no way I would use a condom since I was already poz, so I started having a lot of sex and might have pozzed a lot of guys, since I'm not on meds. When I fuck a guy, I always cum inside his guts. I will never wear a condom and I never pull out. One day I way at home alone and really horny, so I downloaded Grindr so I could find someone to fuck. I logged in to my account, my user was Hung Top BB. The description said I didn't want a safe sex guy and that I wanted to breed someone. In a few minutes I had a lot of guys talking to me, but none of them was interesting. I was ready to give up when this really hot bottom messaged me. He was half a mile away and wanted me to come over and fuck him. 20 minutes later I was on my way to his place. I have an average body, I'm not fat and I have a lot of body hair and pierced nipples. Oh, and I also have a Biohazard tattoo under my belly button. There's no doubt I'm a poz pig. I got to his place and knocked on the door. A blond tall guy answered. He was even hotter than his pictures showed. A really nice body with a lot of muscles, piercing blue eyes and a beautiful smile. I started kissing him the moment I got in. My cock was already rock hard and I couldn't wait to raw fuck him. We went to his bedroom and I was getting undressed in my way there. He was already in his jockstraps and I had my hands in that bubble butt. When we stopped kissing and he got on his knees to suck my cock, he said: "wow, it's massive, I never had something that big inside of me". "It's all yours", I said. "Nice tattoo", he said looking at my biohazard. I smiled, thinking that he knew what the tattoo was about. That guy was into poz sex and it was my lucky day. He started sucking me and what a mouth. He gave me the best head I have had in ages. The guy knew how to suck a dick. Even though I'm big, he was no stranger to gag and tried his best. "I wanna fuck you now", I said a few minutes later. "Take those jocks off" "I wanna get fucked with them", he said. "I have a tiny cock and I don't like to use it. I'm here to serve with my ass". "Get on the bed, then. And spread those ass chicks" "Ok, the lube and the condoms are here", he said pointing the place where he left it. "Condoms?", I asked. "My profile said 'no condoms'" "I know, but I only play safe. Don't wanna risk anything" "And I don't do condoms", I said. "I guess I should head home". "It won't hurt if you wear it", he said. "I know you don't like it, and trust me, I don't like it either. But when will you have another chance to fuck a guy like me? I mean, you are hot and have a huge uncut thick cock, but look at me". That guy was getting in my nerves, but he was not at all wrong. He looked like a god and I never fucked anybody like him. I always had this policy of not having sex with 'safe sex only' people, but he was indeed hot. I was pissed with that and was almost leaving when I had an idea. I could stealth him. I would still fuck this insanely hot guy and would give him a gift that he wasn't expecting. It would be my revenge on that guy who think so much about himself. "Ok", I said. "You are really hot and I know you want this cock really bad". "Nice. I knew you would understand". I put a rubber on for the first time in my entire life and asked him to get in all fours. I started rimming his ass and could see it was really tight. "You don't get fucked so often", I said. "I was mostly a top, but these days I feel like I need to change it". "We will have to use a lot of lube, you saw my cock", I said. "Use how much lube you want, I need to have this huge cock inside me". I put some lube in my index finger and put it inside him. The guy put his head on the bed and closed his eyes. It would be too easy to stealth him. When I had 3 fingers inside his butt, I knew it was time to fuck him. I started forcing the entry and he used his hand to check if the condom was still on. I used a lot of lube and soon I was balls deep inside that ass. "Your cock feels really good", he said to me. "Fuck me already, I like it rough". I started fucking him slowly and he was already moaning loudly. He had a sweet ass and it would be a lot better without that numb thing wrapping my dick. "How do you like this cock?", I asked. "Really bad", he said. I started fucking him faster until I found a nice pace for both of us. Always when I had my entire cock out of him, he stretched out his hand to check if the condom was there. I needed to have a new plan. It was when I remembered that I was using a ring with little spikes in it. So I took the cock out of his ass and used the ring to break the tip of the condom. Luckily it didn't make a noise and he felt that I was still using a condom. "I think we need more lube", I said, pouring the liquid inside his guts, so he could mistake my cum for it. I started fucking him again and the entire head of my penis got out of the rubber. It was a lot better now. I felt that I was getting next to cum and got faster. A few seconds later, my balls were squeezing and I was injecting my venom inside his guts. I came completely silent and kept fucking him, slowly. "Why have you stopped?", He asked. "I was almost cumming, but I'm not ready to leave this ass just yet", I lied. My cock was still rock hard, it was really exciting to know that I had just stealthed a really hot and annoying guy. I kept fucking him, using my own sperm as lube, and about 15 minutes later I was cumming in his guts again. I still could go one more time, so I didn't tell him again that I came. This time around I was enjoying the fuck, taking my time with him. "It's so good", he kept saying. "This cock is perfect inside of me, I need to have it again soon" "I'm close now", I finally said. "Give it to me, babe", he said. And for the third time that night, I came inside of him. We were both wasted, but I took the condom off before he could see it and hold it in my hand. His butt was leaking my cum, so I said: "We used a lot of lube, your hole is leaking it". "We had to", he said. "You have a massive penis, I couldn't take it without that amount of lube". "I think I should go home now", I said. "Ok, save my number and call me whenever you want, I need this cock again. I just need a few days to relax first." "I'm leaving the city tomorrow for two weeks, but I will definitely call you when I get back". I headed home and the next 2 weeks I was out of the city, working. But I couldn't stop thinking about that sweet ass of his. My bugs should be deep inside him and I was proud of what I did to him, no regrets. When I got back to the city, the first thing I did was calling him. When he answered the phone, I said: "Hey, it's me. I just got home and I was wondering if you want to come over tonight". "Sorry, I can't", he said. "I'm kind of sick, I have this flu that won't go away, I'm going to see a doctor tomorrow". "Oh, it's ok, ask him for a check up, it could be anything", I said. "You are right, but I will call you when I get better, I think I'm addicted to your cock, couldn't stop thinking about it". "I'm looking forward to fucking you again. Take care of yourself first and then we will meet up". I hang up with a smile on my face. He had a flu. I couldn't be sure, but it was probably the virus taking over his body. I bred him and he was pregnant with my babies. I could not wait for him to call me and tell me the news.

Moderator's Note: This story was moved to Chem Sex FICTION at the author's request regarding where he wants to go. The first parts of this story do not contain chem sex material. I got in contact with him on Grindr. At first he seemed like a normal guy, just looking for a hookup. He was not particularily good looking, so didnt catch my attantion. That day I was in mood for both cock and face. But waiting for potential breeders to respond, I continued chatting with him. He was in his early forties, average build and rather tall. After sharing pics and some stories, he writes to me: "You know, sometimes I organize cumdump-sessions. Have an arsenal of tops I can gather for particularily hungry and deserving btms." My heart stopped for a small second, and when it started again, it went in a slightly higher rate. In a matter of seconds, my mind had already served me piles of kinky fantasies, starring me. Insecurely I responded a simple "wow, sounds fun.", adding "those lucky btms" a few moments later. Some nervewracking minutes passed before he read my replies, and I could se he was writing back to me. "You seem just like the type of boy. Horny, cum-craving, good looking, dirty minded, verbal, fit for long sessions - just like my other whores." I couldnt believe i matched all his criteria, but the more i thought about it, i realized that i actually did. It was basically a description of me. So I said that if he was interested in investing in me, i was willing to be in his stable of mares. Then I asked him how an evening as his rent-out-property would look like. He said it was too late for him to explain that day, but that he could send me an email the next day. So I gave him my address, and repeated that I would love to be whored out in one of his sessions. I was satisfied for the night. Usually, when I first start cruising Grindr in the evening, i dont go to sleep before I have fucked at least one guy, or been fucked by at least one man. If its a really bad Grindr night, then I can accept having a cloudy popperbate to some filthy porn. Since the pandemic, the popperbate-nights had become more and more frequent. So having all my favourite popperbating-videos removed from PH in december really turned the 2020-nightmare into a fucking 2020-hell. This particular night however, I was satisfied only by talking to this mysterious - not good looking but still intriguing - guy that had made some vague promise to whore me out. So I went excited to sleep. The next day I woke up to a new email in my inbox. It was from a custom made sleazy-sexy-only-if-you-know-your-gay-kink-language-email adress, and the whole thing looked impressively serious and professional. I really didn't know what to do. The whole concept seemed surreal, did this really happen to me? In real life? Part of me just wanted to reply a giant YES!, while another part wanted to stay calm - just in case it was a dream I didn't wanna wake up. All I knew was that my cock was rock hard, throbbing in precum. [TO BE CONTINUED SOON]

Dad is holding this and says this will soon be in your hole and you will enjoy it as it rips your hole up

Open your mouth and clean the POZ cum off my dick, that's it lick it real good. Your nipples need some work let me put these suction cups on them so one day they will look like mine, as I see you always looking at mine. Hey Alex get a big shard and shove up his hole then fuck the bitch as hard & fast as you can. I like the feeling of the cups on my nipples until I start to feel what ever was put in my ass by Alex as it getting warmer and warmer until it started to burn, then Alex drives his dick in and I'm glad it not as big as my fathers dick, the burning is going away but I don't want Alex to stop. I feel his dick swelling as he is grunting as he is pressing his dick in me as far as he can as his sweat is dripping on me. As he pulls out I thought he wanted his dick clean but he offer his arm pits to let me clean his sweat off. Dad stick 4 fingers in me and massage my prostrate as Alex squat over my face with his ass, then direct me how to rim his sweaty hole as Dad is now fucking me real slow and I'm in pig heaven. I don't know how long I was there or how many loads I took, my arm I can see more marks from needles, my hole feels full as I put my hand back there I feel a plug in me. Dad comes in and ask how I feel, when I say I'm hungry he hands me a container with a thick liquid. I ask what about real food he laughs not now as it easier to keep you cleaned out this way. Dad that's me over to a bench and straps me into it so I cant move, he kneels down looks me in the face then says your first ring is is being stretch now its time to open your second ring as it will help taking you from a boy hole to a boy cunt and one day a MAN CUNT. I see the syringe with out a needle is put in my hole and its just warn not burning. A machine is moved up with a long thin dildo as I can see in the mirror . Dad lubes it up then puts in my ass it does not feel bad until it hits the second ring as I try to move away from the pain but I cant. The machine is started and Its going in and out of my second ring. Dad looks at me with a syringe with a needle and ask if I wanted is, I nod up and down. Dad first puts the needle in his arm draws some of his blood then inject it into me and WOW this is a heavy one. As I lay here and after 20-30 minutes I get used to the dildo and start to enjoy it. Alex comes in stops the machine and lubes my hole and puts a bigger dildo in my and its back to getting used to it. This one does not take long and I'm soon enjoying it they stop after this one they stop.

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

As I lay here in this wet bed with a severe case of diarrhea, every joint in my body hurting, with a fever. I see a nurse coming towards me with a syringe and I hope it is a good slam as I need it. She wraps a strap around my arm inserts the needle. I see the blood go into the syringe then she pulls it away. Was she trying to tease me? A while later a doctor comes, and he is hot looking he tells me to get on my side and he pulls my ass cheeks apart. He is taking a good look then he looks at my arms. Bob, you have been using IV drugs and been having unprotected sex with men, as your ass hole has been severely abused. Bob, the blood work came back that you are HIV Positive, so Bob were you raped? I say nothing but he smiles back to me So what drugs have you have been using. I tell him Meth, GHB, Poppers and weed. Bob I see from you former medical records you used to weight 155 LBS. and now its 115 LBS, so what happen. WTF 5 weeks ago I was living with my mother as I never knew my father. My mother is throwing me out of the house as I was caught again smoking weed and sucking dick in the park again. She is screaming at me as drive me to the bus station with just enough money to get to my father place in Palm Springs Ca. I'm leaving with no money and the 2 bags of everything I own. It a 4 day- bus ride that was the pits. All I had was water on the ride as I had no money. I have my father address and it a 4 mile walk in 100 degree heat. I knock and the door is open by Alex, I don't know Alex relation with my father. Alex is 23 5ft10 rip body and with Alex wearing just basketball shorts as you can see his semi hard dick a spandex top with his nipples and large rings on them. Come on in as we have been expecting you so I ask where is my father, he is out taking care of business right now. I ask Alex for something to drink as I'm so thirsty, The juice he gave me taste different as I gulp it down and ask for more. Let's go out side by the pool area and get comfortable. Once we get out by the pool Alex strips down and I can see his dick and a big ring hanging from the tip with his nipple rings he is so hot looking. He ask is I would like to smoke some weed, I say YES but this stuff if not like the crap you have been smoking. Alex is so right about this stuff being strong as Alex is stroking his dick and says I hear you like sucking dick, as I smile I go over and take good look at the Prince Albert piercing and put my mouth on it. As I go down I see Alex with a glass pipe in his hand and ask if I want to try. He shows me how to keep the flame from burning and how to hold it, the effects are mind blowing as Alex starts to kiss me like no one every has. Soon he is working my nipples and then he is sucking my dick while I'm hitting the pipe.

I was wondering where I can write my story because after every adventure I dropped my load onto my body after I was arrived at home. So the cum itself is not interesting. But the adventures were so exciting that I am forced to share with you. Therefore, I started a new topic. So, I was in a voluntary quarantine because of my family’s safety during the Christmas meetings. Therefore, I didn’t have sex for a week before Christmas. It’s needless to say that celibacy drove me crazy at the end of the week. I guy in my neighbourhood invited me to jump over for a long session. I prepared myself but he disappeared. I was really disappointed. I let it to the hell and began to chat with a friend with who and his bf I had some orgies. He said that they were in a couple’s apartment with two other guys and having sex. So, I jumped over and spent six hot hours with them. I fuck many guys, I was fucked while I was fucking or sucking, etc. Around 5 am, the guy who disappeared texted me that he was ready to host me. So, on my way to home I visited him. We were fucking for three hours. After I arrived at home, I went to my bed. I didn’t have much time because a guy who lost his virginity with me in July visited me. He spent the night with me. We fucked a lot before we fell asleep. He woke me up around 5 am and I fucked him again. He asked me to wake up him at 11 am. I saw him as he slept pushing his pinky hole up. So, I woke him up pushing my cock into his hole. I fucked him until he was totally awake. I had one day break but I knew that in New Years Eve I needed a Sex party. Fortunately, my buddy invited me to his flat. There were four guys, later three more joined. We were fucking for 12 hours. I spent the New Years Day with rest but yesterday I was horny again. So, when the guy from the neighbourhood texted me, I didn’t hesitate. He said he was with a bottom guy. When I arrived, I they were three. Later one more bottom joined. So, only the host fucked me, and he and I had to fuck four others. I had a short outdoor adventure with the host (I wrote about it in another topic: smoking during sex). Fortunately, a young and horny Indian guy joined us. He was totally top and was completely clicked on me. Although he fucked everybody, he fucked me more than the others. To sum up, I had a really busy week at the end of the year as well as at the beginning of the new year. Good start, I hope it will continue on that way. However, last year started similarly but continued with this COVID shit and three months long celibacy. Hopefully this year will be different.

Masked up and bored. Had to get bred. Regular black top (over from Germany) boned up when i got to his place. snort of pops. face down on edge of bed. legs spread and fucked with thick 8" balls deep. love when his grunts - sign that he's loving my hole - and half hour later (and more pops) grabs my hips and pushes deep to seed. fucking heaven.

As Jacques straddled my face I reached up and grabbed his hard, muscular and hairy arsed cheeks in both hands. As he lowered himself down I leaned up to take that first sniff and lick of his hairy hole. As I’ve said before, I love eating arse in every position but having a guy ride my face is my favorite - not only because I can spread the cheeks wide and get my tongue in deep, but the guy, if he knows what he’s doing, can also take control, holding his own cheeks wide apart, running the groove of his arse across my face, along my tongue and open mouth and also stop dead and just smother me with his cunt. And Jacques was an expert. Holding his cheeks wide apart he exposed his hairy cunt for me. I moaned with pleasure as I drafted in this fresh hole. I had wanked and fantasised about this hole for months - playing with my own with fingers, toys and my own fist as I imagined what it would taste like and feel like inside and out. And I wasn’t disappointed. Sweat dropped down his back and into the groove, wetting the hair that covered his arse and hole; he had also kept the the space between his hole and balls hairy which added extra musk and the faint taste of piss and the unique smell and taste of ball sweat. He also knew how to hover above my face, so that I could lean into his hole with my nose and mouth the inhale as much scent as I could. This was a cunt made by God for queers like me. If there was a heaven, it was riding my face like a pro. Above me, I could hear Jacques taking huffs of poppers before reaching down to tweak my tits or roll his hand up and down my shaft and pul on my balls. I was totally focused on his hole - with his cheeks spread for me, I was free to tease and finger his hole, lapping it with my tongue, and watching my gob get swallowed up before pushing into his hole for that first taste of his chute. And again, there was no disappointment, just perfection. Some arses taste clean, some of the spunk that’s already been loaded, but Jacques chute tasted of him - replicating the taste of his spit and gob i has tasted in his mouth. I moaned loudly as I added my own spit to the fluid in his chute. Above me, Jacques was moaning and clearly sweating as it was rolling down his back and into his arse. As I licked and ate him out he started to roll his groove over my mouth, lips and nose, driving me into a deeper frenzy of eating, licking and chewing. I was totally lost in his hole. The whole world reduced to giving and receiving as much pleasure from his puckered cunt as possible.

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PART II Note: I'm sorry that it took so long for me to post it, but my English is not that good and I had to translate it. Now the story... When I turned seventeen, my father started dating again. Since my mother started treatment, he was very much on his own, so I was happy for him. The new girlfriend was giving him excitement to get back on track. But that meant that again I was getting less attention than necessary. My father would usually spend the weekends at her house and I would be alone. Pablo always called me to stay at his house, but I was already thinking that it bothered him too much. With all the attention he gave me, his sex life was certainly not the best. So, after a while I started to decline your invitations and be alone at home. My life came down to going to school in the morning and spending the afternoon at home jerking off while reading reports from people living with HIV. Some things I learned from reading these reports is that the person who wants to be contaminated needs to be very sure beforehand, because it is something for a lifetime. But after she makes the decision, it's pretty liberating too. The first stages after contagion are the most complicated, because the person has a kind of flu, which shows that the virus has started to multiply in your body. But if the person starts treatment soon thereafter, she can live long years and decades without major concerns. And sex certainly becomes better, because a condom, whether you agree or not, is something that gets in the way and decreases lust. I tried to masturbate a few times using a condom, but I didn't even come close to cumming. I thought that was totally boring. And after you already have the virus, what else can happen? It is the worst thing transmitted through sex, all other diseases can be treated and cured. And everyone who is dealing with this needs to have regular checkups, so it's easy to find out if you've got anything else. And that is when total freedom arises. Having sex without a condom and without major concerns. Having sex with anyone you want, without knowing the right person, and without having to worry about anything. The freedom to feel it raw, to flood another guy with your spunk and also to be flooded with his seed. I wanted that. And the hornyness that I felt imagining myself being pozzed was something that always made me explode when I came. Of course, most of the times I imagined my neighbor doing this to me, but I also put myself in the place of the bottoms I saw in the videos. People at school didn't know about my sexuality, so I wasn't really close to anyone. I was that type of student who talks to everyone, but who doesn't really have any close friends. That special person for me was Pablo, and he was not at school. My eighteenth birthday was fast approaching and I was in no mood to celebrate. I had no family in the city besides my father and no one at school that I would like to invite as well. So, when my dad went to his girlfriend on Friday, not even remembering that my birthday was on Saturday, I realized that I had made the right choice not to make a big deal. I spent the entire Saturday at home, lying in the living room watching TV, as usual. It was about nine at night, I had just showered and was lying in my pajamas watching another episode of the series, when the doorbell rang. It was Pablo. “Hey, birthday boy”, he said. “You remembered?!”, I said confused. "Of course I did," he said and I realized he was a little drunk. “Aren't you going to ask me in?” "Sure, come in", I said. When I closed the door, he gave me a huge bear hug. The man was almost six feet tall and I wasn't that tall, so I buried my head in his strong chest. The truth is, I hadn't felt well all day and I was happy that at least he had remembered. “I wanted to come earlier to bring your gift, but I spent all day thinking and making some decisions”, he explained. “Sorry for leaving you alone on your birthday.” "You are here now," I said. "I am," he said without letting me go. My cock was already growing with that hug and it was impossible that he wasn’t feeling it, so I decided to break the contact. “Where's my gift?”, I asked walking away. "That's what I had to think about today," he explained. “I don’t understand.” “Phillip, I have looked after you as if you were my son for years, but that is not what you are. And I know that you don't see me as a father either, you feel horny about me.” “No, I ...” I tried to argue, but I had no idea what to say to him. “No need to be embarrassed, because I also feel horny when I see you”, he said hurriedly. “Do you?”, I asked doubting. “Of course I do, you grew up to be a beautiful man, but you were always my boy, so I never saw you like that, until the day that ...” “What a day?” I asked anxiously. “The day you saw me fucking that guy at my place.” “Did you know? I’m so embarrassed!” “He saw you at the time and told me that we were not alone, so we did a show for you to see.” “I had no idea ...”, I said blandly. “I thought you were scared, that you didn't understand, but when you talked about my tattoo, I realized that you were smarter than I thought.” “Then why have you never done anything before? Why are you just telling me that now?” I wanted to know. “It's still difficult, I had to drink to build up the courage to have this conversation with you. And there was the fact that you were a minor before.” "But I'm not now," I observed. “No, you are not.” He then closed the distance between the two of us, held my head tightly and gave me a deep kiss on the mouth. I had never kissed anyone before, so I let him guide me and explore every corner of my mouth. His hands roamed my body, feeling and spoiling me, so I found the courage to do the same, placing my hands on that body that I always wanted to touch. As much as I had been working out for almost two years, my body was nowhere near as big as his. His arms held me tightly and I felt those muscles tighten. The curve of his waist, the hardness of his chest, the six packs of his hairy belly. Everything was a paradise under my hands. Then he broke the kiss and said: “You sure you want this gift?” “Yes,” I said. “We can use a condom if you haven't decided yet, if you think it's too early.” “I want to, I'm sure. It would happen someday anyway and I prefer it to be you.” “You can't go back; my viral DNA will stay with you for the rest of your life.” “All I want is to have that part of you always with me.” “You will be the mother and I will be the father of the bugs that will grow and multiply within you.” “I saved my virginity for you to do that.” “I'll give you what you always wanted, but not here. Let's go to my house, I want to fuck you in my bed like you saw me fucking that other guy.” It was difficult to take my hands off of Pablo, I was afraid that breaking the contact he would give up everything on the way to his house, but I took the key, locked the door and followed him to his place.

I'm a basic slut when it comes to this, I like them juicy and big. Uncut, 16-20cm, proportionally thick, with a cockhead the same width or a bit wider, veiny, and tasty. A real hole-breaker without veering into ridicously huge like those monster cocks that are the sizes of forearms. Because I don't think that would ever fit in my tight boyhole. But I do want to be left gaping and drooling cum 😇💞

My first taste of cum was when I was 12 he was 40 . I had found his number on a bathroom wall at the mall. And called him, he picked me up and we went back to his apartment. He showed me some gay porn mags and put on an 8mm porno we got naked and he started sucking me then I took his large cock into my mouth and started sucking my first cock. After a few minutes he blasted his load in my mouth, I greedily swallowed every drop. I was hooked. Then after making out for a bit he was hard again and slowly fucked me til he blasted deep in my guts

Oh...I know that trick well!

Almost impossible to choose just one, but I'd say missionary if I had to choose one forever. I love watching the dude face when he unloads in my hole. My ideal sequence is to start off doggy, then switch to missionary when he cums, then ride his dick when I cum (if I didn't already come during the missionary phase, and if I did still ride him) hopefully he gets hard and ready for round two... keep riding him for a bit then have him pin me down flat on my stomach and lay on top of me till he shoots another load... I know that wasn't the real question but fuck it I'm horny

Long time viewer, and never really had anything interesting enough to post. But, have to share my morning Before covid I'd been helping a regular fb explore his kinky side. Very good looking toned guy and very submissive. Got a message out of blue this morning wanting to meet. I got some gear out. I don't know what happened to him in the last several months but he came over looking as hot as ever. He said he wanted to try some new stuff. I didn't realize he meant tying me down a dominating me. After putting me in restraints he put (his) cock cage on me. After throatfucking me he proceeded to fuck my brains out. I haven't been fucked in about a year so definitely wasn't ready for his beer can thick cock. He spent the next 4 hours using me and bred 3 loads in me. When he was done he stuck a plug on me, untied me, put his clothes on and left. He texted after and said he had fun and wanted to get together later and that from now on he'd be the one in control. I still have the plug in and his cum in me, and not sure what the hell just happened. It was definitely hot and fun but it was a total mind fuck.

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The Broken Jock VI: Full-on Stealthing the Center Fielder Ronen said yes to the date! When I reported this to Leon, he smiled, said “That’s my boy,” and gave me $400 for the evening. “I can’t wait to score on that one.” Ronen was our new hot center fielder and the perfect looking college boy jock: young—just turned 19—with muscled arms, thighs and butt; wavy brown hair; bright, almost mesmerizing blue eyes; and a beautiful smile when you got him to laugh. He filled out the crotch of his uniform nicely, too. A bit naive maybe, he sometimes at practice wears only boxers instead of a protective jock and cup, so his cut dick is clearly outlined in the tight polyester pants we wear. The team is gay, so we love it, and we just let him do his thing. That night, we went out to a nice restaurant and held hands at a live concert at the opera house. He told me that he has fucked around before with other college guys, but they’re kinda bad at sex—not knowing how to do it that well. “It’s especially hard to get them to wear condoms. So, it’s frustrating.” “Stick with me, Ronen,” I laughed. “We older guys know what they’re doing.” ______ When we got back to the house, it was just after 11 and storming fiercely. We ran from the Uber to the front door in the rain. Once inside, I turned on a lamp and kissed him, which led to making out as we stood taking off our wet coats. “Come up to my room,” I said and led Ronen by the hand up the stairs. I saw light at the bottom of Leon's closed bedroom door. Electronic music could be heard coming from inside. “Is someone else here?” Ronen asked in a whisper. “Just my roommate. Don’t worry about him.” We walked farther down the hall to my room. When we entered, I saw that Leon had set up the St. Andrew’s cross for Ronen. “What’s that?” my date asked pointing at it. “It’s a St. Andrew’s cross. Wanna get crucified?” I laughed. “It’s for sex. You wanna try it? I think you’ll like what I’d do to you. Strip down.” As Ronen took off his clothes, I went over to the cross to make sure it was angled right for Leon. Then I turned on some trance music and some red lights for the room, which offered a nice BDSM effect with the lightning coming through the rain-covered windows. He still had his boxer briefs on but I told him to come over to the cross. As we kissed he reached inside his briefs and pulled out a condom from a hidden pocket. I smiled and took the rubber and opened the package. Leon will love hearing about this, I thought. “Put it on for me,” I commanded him. Ronen got down on his knees and I gave him back the rubber. He unzipped my designer wool slacks and pushed them down. He then sucked on my cock head through my cotton/lycra briefs. The thin material soaked immediately with both Ronen’s saliva and my poz precum. He should be tasting it, I thought to myself. “Fuck yeah,” he said and tried to get more of my cock into his mouth through the stretchy fabric. It felt amazing and I pushed more precum out for him to feast on. I was rock hard and humping Ronen’s face when he pulled down my briefs and sucked on my raw cock. “Damn you know what you’re doing, dude,” I complimented him. After sucking me for five minutes I told him not to make me cum yet. So, I looked down as my hardon glistened, covered with Ronen’s spit and his blue eye’s looked into mine as he covered my cock with the rubber. “Careful, I’m close!” After he got the condom on me, I grabbed his wrist and pulled him up and over to the cross and tied his left wrist to it, above his head. Then I took his right wrist and tied that up on the other side so that his butt was presented to the room. From behind I rubbed my cock up against his hole and kissed and bit his neck. “Yeah, Adam! Fuck me.” “Just a minute. I need some things first.” I backed off and got my good noise-cancelling earphones and let the trance music flow through them and put them on Ronen. “Okaaaaay,” he said. I then pulled down his boxer briefs and made him step out of them. I looked inside and, yes, saw the built-in condom pocket. It had one extra rubber inside that I pulled out and threw on the floor by his feet. He was completely naked now and tied face down on the X cross. I next tied an opaque black blindfold on him and stood behind him and kissed his neck. He could feel my rubbered up cock nudging his perineum and I aimed for his hole, too. I reached over and grabbed the lube shooter syringe that Leon left for me. I wondered what was inside it: the usual store-bought oil-based lube, Leon’s poz cum, or more from Leon’s vial of highly viral poz leather daddy’s thawed-out cum? “Fuck!” I said to myself as I hunkered down to face Ronen’s beautiful jock ass and nudged the syringe up to his tight pink ring. I pushed the lube shooter in slowly as Ronen grunted. “Leon! You can come in now.” I heard my bedroom door immediately unlatch. He must have been waiting at the door. Leon walked in fully naked except for his silver cock ring and his large cock was rock hard and lubed up. “Damn he’s gorgeous!” Leon said. “He can’t hear us, right?” “That’s right. Let’s turn on the regular lights so that I can record this.” I got my phone out and pressed record and walked back to Ronen. “What did you put in the lube shooter?” I asked Leon as I got down to press the contents inside Ronen’s rectum. “Some Crisco. Along with about six loads left over from that prime reserve leather daddy AIDS cum that I used on Von.” Hearing that I pushed the plunger in and watched my cute date’s neg jock hole take in its first poz load from a San Francisco leatherman gifter who sells his sperm to guys like Leon to use as lube. “Fucking A!” Leon celebrated. “Look at that tight jock hole! Let him feel your rubbered up dick one more time before we switch places.” I stood up and pushed my cock once again between Ronen’s legs. He moaned as I kissed his neck. He couldn’t hear anything but the music in the earphones or see that the lights were on. Leon opened some fresh poppers and handed them to me, “Popper him up now.” I couldn’t say anything to him as I reached around to press his nostril closed and held the brown bottle in place under the other nostril, but Ronen seemed to know what to do and inhaled. “I want him to take eight hits!” Leon ordered. I kept at it. I ended up giving Ronen more like 10 after losing count. And Ronen staggered as he stood, dizzy from the fumes. Leon told me to move and I got the phone recording again, now I watched as Leon’s raw cock pressing up against Ronen’s hole and pushing hard to get inside. Ronen cried out but Leon knew he needed to get in while the jock was flying on poppers. He wanted his raw poz cock inside his prize jock now. “This fucker’s tight!” I kept the phone’s camera on the massive poz cock trying to breech Ronen’s tight neg hole. Leon kicked the naked jock’s legs farther apart and brutally pushed up again, this time he busted through. Ronen yelled out in pain. The camera caught Ronen’s pink hole as it squeezed against the invading rod. Leon softly stroked Ronen’s back and let the boy get used to his huge raw cock. After a few minutes, the teen calmed and Leon told me to popper him again. So I put down the phone and doused Ronen’s safe sex boxer briefs in poppers and put them under his nose. Despite the Ronen’s tightness, the slickness of the Crisco and cum helped Leon slide in deeper. “There it goes. No rubbers tonight, boy. Yeah, that's it. I’m going in deep now,” Leon announced. “Damn I think I just hit his second ring. I'm gonna bust that open, too!” Ronan spoke up. “Aw, Adam. Go slow, you’re fucking big, bro!” Leon smiled. “No way! I'm NOT slowing down now! Aw, fuck yeah, Adam! I just took this neg jock's second ring!” Ronen squirmed on Leon’s poz cock grunting and trying to make room for the large invader. “I’m going to fucking charge up this outfielder’s hole tonight! I swear we’re finally going to take this team down one by one. No more cute ball players telling ugly Leon ‘No thanks, I’m not interested.’” Leon began fucking Ronen in earnest now, like he was trying to poz the kid on every stroke. Ronen’s hole was looking bruised and leaking the poz sperm from the leather daddy gifter. Leon’s cock ring pressed his hairless balls against Ronen’s ass as it was filled completely with the giant hard cock of a pervy old man. “Yeah, boy. Take my raw cock up your safe sex butt. I’m going to fucking knock you up, you beautiful college jock! Fuck, that did it! Record how I’m fucking blowing a huge poz load up this sweet neg hole right fucking now! AAAAAAAAAAAgh!!! AAAAAAAAhh!!! Take all my dirty swimmers, boy. Let me have that jock hole for good!! We’ll pass you around at the guild meetings! Make you into a perfect GQ-modeling cumdump.” Leon kept his cock buried deep as he unloaded every drop inside the oblivious Ronen. Then, as he did with Von, he roughly fucked Ronen to embed his seed into the rectal walls. “Gotta fuck that baby batter in! FUCK! Take it boy, let’s get your neg hole all fucked up! AH, yeah, that’s hot! That hole is still tight!” “Well, you’re massive, Leon. It’s going to be tight.” “Oh! Damn.” Leon fucked slowly now. “I gotta have this hole again, Adam!” “Well he’s gonna stay over. Come back at 4 a.m. in the dark.” “Fuck yeah!” Leon pulled out of Ronen and admired the damage he caused to the teen’s hole and the poz semen surrounding it. “You should go now. We’ll sleep. I’ll have him ready for you at 4.” Leon grabbed onto his still hard cock and jacked toward Ronen's butt lewdly. "Fuck that's hot." And left the room. I stood behind Ronen and took off the blind fold and ear phones. I undid the ropes around his wrists. He smiled at me and I kissed him on the mouth deeply as I removed the condom from my still hard dick. "Let's go to bed."

As Alex and I lay on the ground sucking each other dick then hit the pipe and suck more dick. The warm sun fees so good on my naked body as back home its freezing. My father Dave show up, He is about 40 6 ft tall with a rip body, I can see in his tight shorts his large dick as he lays next to me. He spreads my ass cheeks and rubs my hole with his finger. Boy has that hole ever been fuck yet, I turn around and say no, boy you are so white we better get you inside before you get that ass burnt. We get inside and Dad ask I'm glad to see you as he hugs me then ask why I have no hair on my body. I tell Dad I was born with Alopecia so my body does not produce body hair any where. Dad laughs then says you don't look 18 but I know you are. Dad ask how did I like the pipe, from the actions of my face he is laughing. Dad tells me to put some cloths on and to get on the bitch seat of his bike as we are going to a Fertility Clinic. I find this very strange. Once inside I give them my name, the nurse says they have been waiting for me. They explain to me to jerk off into these 2 containers and cap them. I'm told they will be used for future use. We get home and Dad tellsAlex to make strong pipe for me then get me cleaned up and out I find the cleaned out kind of funny.This pipe was strong and this juice was making me feel funny as Alex takes me into a shower that can fit 4 people with all these strange hoses of different sizes hanging from the wall. In the shower Alex is all over me kissing me running his hands over my body and it feels so wonderful as he puts a small hose in my ass, then whispers in my ear this will help you when Dave your breaks your virgin hole. As Alex is drying my body off he is telling me how much fun I will have being here.Alex jumps into the bed and motion me to suck his dick, I'm suck and I feel Dad face between my ass cheeks and his tongue doing wonderful things to me as I force my ass into deeper, Dad slaps my ass hard, take it easy boy as its coming real soon as he picks me ups off Alex dick and says the is going to hurt but do as I say and it will go easy, resist and you will be split in half. They help me off the bed then put cuffs on my ankles & wrist then push me into a sling. Alex locks the cuffs to the chains. I see 2 syringes as Alex puts a straps around both of my upper arms. as Dad sticks one then the other syringe into his arm and draws his blood from them . I cant keep my eyes off of them as Dad slap me and says boy you are going to get your slam but this one is very special just do as we tell you as the first time is always painful for virgins and there will be blood so don't be scared. Dad & Alex each have syringe I see them stick into my are pull the plunger and my blood is int them and they count 1. 2. 3. WAMMMM the straps are pulled off and I cant breath then start to cough hard. Dad tell me to act like I'm taking a shit as I do his dick with his large P. A . he goes all the way in me and stope as I'm screaming. Boy you did great now just ride the pain wave as I'm just going to enjoy your tight hole as soon you will have cunt. As I ride the wave Dad has not move as Alex puts the bottle under my nose and to inhale 5 times in each nostril ,now Dad is moving real slow and my breathing is almost back as I looking at my father naked for the first time and see the letter POZ above his dick a Scorpion over his left pierced nipple. At this time I have no idea what they mean. As Dad takes his time the pain is reduce but the look on Dad's face tells me I'm doing ok as Alex keeps giving me poppers. Something inside of me tells me to squeeze my ass trying to crush Dad's dick but his is smiling, then says you are some slut so here comes my load bitch. I feel so empty when he pulls out then comes in front from me to clean his dick, I see cum mix with some blood I do the with out question as Dad told me there would be.

I held my sweaty son Kenny after taking his cherry, and shooting a toxic load into his ass. We laid there with my still hard cock inside him, holding that load in his ass. While that load was being absorbed by his body, I cuddled him. Kissing his ear, rubbing my hairy chest against his back, rubbing his lightly haired chest and tweeting one of his nipples now and again. My son smelled so good after sex. All sweat and cum, so sexy. I ran my hand down his hair trail from his chest to abs, and abs to cock. He was still very hard, with a wet cock head poking out of his foreskin. I held on to that cock and ran my thumb light over his piss hole that was poking out and the lips of his foreskin. Kenny just moaned, and wiggled his butt back against me. After the cuddling, I wanted the give Kenny the second part of his gift, even more I needed to. I brought my hand up his side, between his arm and hip, starting to left his arm, I had to get to the sweaty pit. As his arm lifted, I saw that lovely hairy wet pit appearing from behind. Such a beautiful pit, All that hair like me. I leaned in from the back and was drawn in by his smell. I licked that hair to the skin, what a taste my son had. “Oh fuck, Dad, I love having my pits licked.” I kept it up a minute, then licked and tickled with my tongue up to his ear. Lightly teasing his ear with the tip of my tongue, and nibbling on his lob. I whispered to his ear, as I moved my hand back down to his hard cock, “You ready for the second part of your birthday gift? I know part of you is.” i squeezed his cock and top of his balls as I said this, and pushed my hard dick that was still in his tight ass against his nut. “Oh, Dad, I love your dick in me.” “Well, I like having a cock in me too, and I need this hard 18 year old man dick in my ass.” I started to slide my hard dick out of my son, real slow. He was moaning lightly as my head popped out of his ass. Just the slightest amount of my jizz came out with my dick. His body did a good job of absorbing or pulling my cum deeper into him. I rolled over onto my back and immediately Kenny was on top of me raising my arms, and attacking my pits. Moaning and licking. Licking to my left nipple, and making his way to my right pit. “Holy fuck, someone is aggressive horny, aren’t they. Fuck bud, its so hot you sucking those nips and pits.” Kenny just moaned into mi right pit. “Dad, I’ve so wanted this. Fuck, I love these pits.” “Well, I know something that tastes as good, and its leaking some syrup just for you.” Kenny immediately started his way down my hairy body. When he got to my hard drooling cock, he wrapped his hand around it and lifted it so it was pointing up like a flag pole. He very slowly pulled my foreskin down, and then slide it up, forcing more toxic cock snot up and out of the shaft. “I’ve wanted to taste your cock for so long, Dad. Oh god, look at that precum.” Kenny’s tongue touched my leaking piss slit, and ran around the head. He pulled my skin up higher, and over his tongue, running his tongue around my head inside my foreskin. He then started to slowly go down my shaft, taking more and more into his mouth and towards his throat. I got feel him moaning as my cock went in further. Kenny came back up to the top of my cock. He started to lick his way down to my balls, tickling my balls with the tip of his tongue. I lifted my legs a little to give Kenny an idea of what I wanted. He got the idea real quick. Kenny moved his hands under my legs and lifted them raising my ass to the perfect rimming position. “Dad, look at your ass.” I reached around and held my legs where he had them for him. “Get in there buddy, rim your Dad’s ass. I’ve been longing for you to eat my ass.” Kenny leaned in and started licking around my hole. Very gently at first, but then getting more and more energetic. Kenny really centered on my pucker with his tongue tip. Pushing with his tongue, and spit. He reached in with a finger on each side of his tongue, and jiggled his fingers while slightly pulling to the sides. I felt him moaning against my ass as he started to get his tongue past my pucker. Fuck, my son can eat ass! Kenny had his tongue as far in my ass as he could get it, fucking me with his tongue. He then slide two fingers in me and pulled his fingers apart lightly stretching my hole, and shoving in some spit. Suddenly I felt a finger sliding all the way in, and bump my prostate. He slowly massaged my prostate with his finger. Oh fuck, my son the virgin to men knows exactly how to drive a guy nuts. “Fuck Kenny, you’re driving me nuts. Shit if you rub my nut too much longer and spew. Shit, look at how much you have my dick drooling. Get the big cock of your’s in me. Now.” Kenny got up from my ass, and leaning into my crotch, and began lapping up all the toxic precum that pooled into my pubic hair and in my foreskin. “Um, Dad, your precum is so sweet. Mine will be like your’s soon I think.” “It may be like mine, if the first part of my gift takes, maybe this second part will also help. Now get up here and give me the rest of your virginity. I need that cock of yours as much as you needed mine.” Kenny climbed up, and started kissing me hard, his tongue shoved in my mouth. I felt his cock rubbing against my hole. I heard him grabbing the treated lube and popping it open. “Fuck Dad, I need to be in you.” He squirted some lube into my hole and around, then spread it on his cock. I grabbed his lubed cock and guided him to paradise. I felt his head at my winking hole, and then felt it slowly going in. “Ooooh god, you’re so warm inside, of fuck, I can feel your ass grabbing my cock.” “Give me that cock buddy. Slide it all the way balls deep. Give it to me son.” Kenny bottomed out, balls deep in is Father’s ass. He was feeling the furnace of his Father’s ass surrounding his cock. He began humping his cock back and forth, feeling the silky smooth walls griping him. “Oh shit, Dad, my cock is already wanting to shoot. Oh Fuck.” Kenny started fucking his Dad harder. “That’s it buddy, give me that cock harder, I love it. Give me your last neg load, shoot it in me.” “Oh, oh, Daddy, I’m coming, oh shit, I’ve not felt it like this. Oh Daddy, I’m going to shoot in you.” Kenny began shooting a huge load in his Dad, filling his Dad’s ass, some leaking out around his cock. Kenny leaned in and deeply kissed his Dad. “Fuck, your ass is feels so good around my cock. I don’t want to take it out. Love you Dad.” “So which do you like more, getting fucked or fucking?” “I love it all. My ass still has that itch inside. I’m going to need to be fucked again soon.” “Well buddy, I do have a plan for a third part of your birthday, if you would like.”

Continued As the two Escorts left I scrolled through Barebackrt. I had several answers to the ad I had put on the system. One of the replies immediately caught my eyes. He had the look. Totally had the look. Everything said Poz and had been a while. He had sunken eyes and a Crix belly. Thin legs. He wasn’t far. I contacted him. Another guy caught my eye. He was youngish and had only just converted. He was a bottom eager to Poz his first victim. I answered him as well. “What the fuck was I doing ?. What the actual fuck was I doing ? “I stared at the French porn as it continued on my screen. Then I felt my ass. The bleeding seemed to have stopped, but I felt the cum. I lay back on the bed and sniffed poppers and drank some wine. I was happy. Very happy. I was a slut and I loved it. The door knocked. The two guys stood together outside the door . They must have met on the way up on the stairs. They came in and the younger guy started “ Hi I’m ..,.” The Crix belly guy quickly intervened and said gruffly “ He doesn’t give a fuck about our names he just wants the Poz dicks that are attached to us “ . I gulped. He was sort of right, but I smiled to the younger guy. “ Hi”. They both started taking off their clothes and the younger guy looked at the movie on the screen not making eye contact, but as the crix guy took off he’s clothes we both could not help ourselves, the younger guy and I staring in awe and admiration. The younger guy licked his lips. The crix guy laughed and for the first time lightened the mood. “Look at yourselves, pair of bug chasing sluts. You both want this seed in you don’t you.” The younger guy nodded his head quickly. We all smiled. “ Suck my cock “ he said to the younger guy. While the younger guy slurped on a big juicy AIDS cock , the crix guy looked over at me. “ Lie face down on your bed I need to eat you out.”He didn’t need to ask twice. I groaned as he started on me” Fuck yeah, Cum in your asshole already . Fuck yeah I am going to felch this hole. “ it seemed to be hours. I sniffed on my poppers. “ Hey boy “ he said to the younger guy. “ start licking his hole.” A different mouth was on my ass and as enthusiastic as the first. Then I heard a gasp. I turned my head around, crix guy had started fucking the younger guy. The younger guy pushed his tongue harder up my ass. “ Fuck “ he said loudly.” Now get off your knees you Poz slut and breed this Neg sick twisted whore with your Poz dick. “ I felt the dick pushed up my ass and I had an intake of breath. “ “Now we are all fucking each other” said the crix guy. He may have been a bottom , but the younger guy quickly matched his technique with his enthusiasm. “Your the first guy I am going to make toxic . Fuck I am so toxic, your screwed. Tell me you want it. Beg for it “ “Please charge me up. Please make me your first” I replied. The younger guy pushed further into me. It was becoming rougher, it started to hurt. Grabbed onto my shoulders “ I am cumming ... your mine” he pushed as far as he could and I felt warmth inside me. Crix guy stopped fucking him and pulled out” So the Neg guy is no longer Neg. good job Poz slut. Give me your number before you go.” It was surprising how almost tenderly the younger guy hung on inside me “ your mine “he said. “ I am yours” I replied. “ Get off him slut” Crix guy said “ It’s my time to give him the Gift.” It was only a second between my new soul mate of cum getting out of me and the new thick dick entering me. This was rough. I had an intake of breath. “ Take some poppers you sick slut” Crix guy said” Don’t play the fucking virgin with me. We both know you want this Poz Toxic cock up your ass. You want AIDS. It took a long time to get like this , let’s not pretend that you are not wanting this. Now Beg for it. Beg for my toxic dick” “ Please” I replied “ please keep your HIV dick in my ass.” “ Yeah bitch take that raw AIDS ridden cock up your ass. I could do a census with the amount of Neg sluts I have converted. I won’t remember you. Your just another bug chasing slut” I was breathing heavier . Fuck I was turned on “ Please please keep breading me . I need to be pregnant. I want to be charged with your babies” I moaned. “Babies? you are getting a real man’s toxic AIDS. You are about to be fucked up “ he growled. “ Fuck I am going to cum. Take that toxic load bitch “ With that he pushed hard into me and unloaded. “ Did you get what you wanted ?” He smiled “ You twisted bastard “ He stood up dressed quickly and left without a goodbye. The younger guy and I were still there looking at each other shaking our heads” Fuck” we both said and then laughed. How fucked up was this. Best night in my life. “ He didn’t get my number” the younger guy said and smiled. “Hope I see him again” I didn’t need his number I had his toxic DNA up my ass. I was his, even if he would never remember me.

I was working for one of those urban life magazines when my editor gave me an assignment that changed my life in so many ways. He wanted an article on the "new phenomenon" of bug chasing. Specifically, he wanted to tell our shrinking number of readers what would cause people do actively seek HIV infection. Even I knew that this was nothing new and had been going on for years. I could have asked why he didn't choose one of the gay guys on staff to write it, but I also knew the magazine was in financial trouble. Saving my job was a priority. So, I took the assignment without protest. My girlfriend was out of town on an extended work assignment eliminating the need to explain what I was going to be doing. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan. I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I hadn't read online. Plus I was wading through an incredible amount of bullshit from guys who only wanted to talk about being pozed and were no action. I had hoped to find someone who had gone through or was going through this experience who would tell me why and shed some insight on their hopes and fears. My plan was to feature one or two guys and tell their stories. However, I just couldn't find that connection. Then one night, I was sitting at the bar when this guy walked in. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. Frankly, he looked like a Greek God. To my surprise, he sat down next to me. I considered myself straight, but that kind of went out the window. Introducing ourselves, I learned his name was Eric. Desperate for a story to write, I blurted out my mission. Eric listened attentively and then told me he was not a chaser, but rather the opposite: he was an HIV positive top. He continued, telling me a lot of things including erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding, and not out of discomfort, but rather out of a desire to be share his experiences in some (perhaps) surreptitious manner. I did not want to see myself having sex with him, but, on the other hand, I had no doubt he was, in some degree, coming on to me. His HIV status, of course, gave me additional pause, but I knew the virus could not be transmitted through voyeurism. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue (perhaps enhanced by the alcohol we were downing) and he intimated he was could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his "massive viral load". As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they "helped prime a bottom's plumbing", which meant nothing to me at the time. He told me he was "pozzing" a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was tumescent at the thought of seeing watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. Some chances only come once in a lifetime, or so I temporized. It probably didn't hurt Eric's hand chanced brushed my crotch, and that when he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool, and Eric's crotch chanced to press against my thigh. In retrospect I think he might have been semi-erect - or was it wishful thinking on my part? In short, I accepted his offer and jotted down his address. The next day, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing is doorbell. Eric answered the door buck fucking naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a loosing battle. He was built like the proverbial shit house: a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick, uncut cock that never hung quite down, as did cocks in my (admittedly limited) experience, but it sort-of arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he bade me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the 'fuck-fest', to use his words. He disappeared back into another room. I sat down in front of a TV showing an all male porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had very physical sex. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. My dick did not return to its normal, flaccid state. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10, thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric's dick. What had I gotten myself into? Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally he said that it looked like his friend wasn't going to show. He told me that he was really horny (no kidding). He asked me, no, he told me to suck his cock. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there. I don't remember undressing, but I ended up naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock, balls and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: not only did his cock not loose any rigidity, but drops of pre-cum were sporadically oozing out of his cock head. His pre-cum was fascinating: slick, salty and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could literally feel myself being opened up. I knew what he intended, and so said 'no' to each of his several entreaties "hey, man, I've gotta slip my cock in your hole," but persistence and lust won out over logic, and, when he assured me he'd pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. To be sure, however, I told him there was no way i was going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on all 4s. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first - pain the likes of which I had (not surprisingly), never before experienced. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened-up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: was I going to piss myself or was I going to blow a load? I honestly didn't know, (and in some measure, didn't care), but I did know I now understood why so many guys loved anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an orgasm, but I heard (or didn't want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting-up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him "no mas" at the first sign he was going to cum in me. While all this was happening my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything I was experiencing, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time, perhaps twenty minutes or so, he said he had some things to tell me. He told me that he could stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. He said he could cum and not make a sound. Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. He told me he had already cum in me twice. Then he said "here cums the third load." Before I could react, Eric's right hand moved to my shoulder and pushed me face down into the mattress. His left arm tightened around my hips. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock seem to vibrate and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard cock plugging my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me that my "friends at the bar" had hired him to do it. They told him that I wanted it. They said I'd make up some story about why I hung out in the bar, but that he should ignore it. I was surprised he would do this for money. He told me he was paid quite well. He called himself a 'poztitute'. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I needed time to get my head around all that had happened. I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. When I finally came out of the bathroom, the apartment was dark, and he was snoring. I thought about it for a bit, and finally slipped into bed with him. He later fucked me two more times, cumming multiple times. Early that morning I dressed and went home. When my girlfriend got back to town, I broke up with her. I told her I met someone else. I hated hurting her, but I just couldn't take the chance of infecting her. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I wrote the article about my experience as though I had interviewed someone else. It was the best thing I ever wrote, but the magazine went out of business before it was published. I work for a public relations firm now. I haven't had sex since all this happened, but I think I'm ready to get out there. There are some big-talking, no-action guys at a certain bar for whom I have certain gifts. Paybacks are a bitch.

I know this isn't for everyone, but I wanted to share a bit for those interested. A few years back I was in Phoenix for work. I got to my hotel about 4am nd was really horny. I got on A4A and found a guy a few miles away going for a bike ride. He hit me up and said he would ride over if I would bottom. I hopped in the shower, quick water bottle douch, and was ready. It was a dark room no names hook up. He was very hung and uncut. He wanted me to deepthroat him but he was just too big. Eventually he put on condom and fucked me and left. About a year later I was back for work and I see his profile again. I hit him up and he says he is going on a ride with friends so I would have to make it worth his time. He tells me he is into cnc forced play. So I agree he can be rough and do what he wants. I was really turned on by the idea. I cracked the door and just got in bed and waited. The whole time my mind is on anal. When he got to the room he pulled me out of the bed and started trying to throat fuck me. He gave us both lots of hits of poppers and finally got tht cock down my throat. Finally he bent me over and shoved it in so hard and fast it hurt. He lasted about 10 pumps dumped his load and left. So a few weeks later I share that story with a girl thats a good friend. She puts me in touch with a girl that organizes CNC rape play for girls. After a few chats she agreed to help me set up a group for guys in Phx. I messaged the guy on A4A and asked for a lunch date. I told him about what I wanted to do and he agreed to be a part of the group. He found another top guy and we had our first rape date. It was pretty simple they fucked me in a motel in phx. Now our group has 4 "rapists" and we take on new bottoms all the time. We have a 5 page application with a legal waiver. I screen every bottom before we play. We really try to cater to the bottoms fetish, but also push his comfort zone. We had one guy who wanted to be zip tied and raped. We had him show up at an ols farm and 2 tops used about 50 zip ties on his whole body before they raped his ass and left. So any guys interested around phx let me know. We are very safe and everyone gets introduced a few times before we play. This weekend we are having a group meet and greet in Mesa. There will be lots of playing but no new guys will be involved in the rough play.

Firstly, this is a true story although I might have changed a few names and to make it read OK, I can’t remember all the conversations so a bit of poetic license. The picture on my profile is me, hello, and I’m athletically fit and work out regularly with a good firm stomach and defined six pack. I’ve also got a nice eight inch uncut cock and smooth bubble butt (which I keep hairless as I love a smooth ass). I’m 31 and HIV positive and have been since November 2013 but my conversion was not an accident, rather it came about because I wanted to get bred in style, so to speak, and I specifically hoped I would to convert after playing at a BB party which was held in early August, 2013, and which was specifically hosted for those chasing. The party had been organised by Jeremy, (Jez), a 46 year old positive guy living in Acton in West London who advertised the party on BBRT. His profile specifically stated he was positive and that he had a high viral load. If you’ve ever requested a party invitation on BBRT you’ll know that if the guy isn’t online he may take some time to come back to you. So it was on this occasion. Although when I sent my request, there were already 30 odd guys who were listed as going. Perusing the list showed guys ranging in age from 24 to 56 and since this is the real world, they weren’t all super fit studs, (sadly) or more-or-less those with whom I would want to play, but there were definitely a few guys on there that floated my boat. One in particular, a 32 year old muscle hunk named Jamie was certainly fucking hot and dangerously positive. The party requirements were for neg bottom or versatile guys and for ideally poz guys with high viral load. Undetectable guys would be invited if there was space. The poz guys also needed to be top or versatile. The party acceptance list showed that there were about 16 poz guys going and 14 neg or no status on their profile, which, of course, could mean more poz guys. Either way it looked like good odds to get knocked up. And to me, well I’m a gay guy living in London. I moved here when I was in my late teens for University and ended up staying as I love the place. Not to mention it is great for a single gay slut boy like myself who needs it as often as he can and as dirty as he can, although to be fair I’d become more and more depraved as I gotten older. I’d been barebacking totally since I was 25 having had a few fuck buds I’d do it with before then. Then I just realised I loved it raw so sauna sex became all the easier as no one really bothered with rubber in there anyway. God knows how I managed to stay neg until 29, but I did. And I knew I had taken poz loads. In fact on those few occasions where I was being fucked by a guy who had either told me upfront that he was poz, or who was sporting the bio hazard tattoo, the sex was more thrilling than any I had had before. The thrill came from the specific danger that the top could change my life for ever. It was why I knew I needed to be pozzed: so I could breed too. A few days before the party, I still not had received an acceptance to my request, and I seriously thought about cancelling my request as I was playing over the likely scenario in my mind, which led to the question 'What the fucking hell was I doing?' But I didn’t cancel and the day before the party I (and another 20 or so guys) received an acceptance, so the prospective headcount was somewhere around 50 guys with the result I found myself hoping the host had a big house. Naturally I looked over the list of attendees, and to my pleasure I found quite a few by whom I wanted to be fucked. The guys ranged in age from 20 to 60, and about 60% were listed as poz, which led me to think 'We neg boys are gonna be fucked to death. Literally'. The party was an overnight affair starting on Saturday afternoon and finishing Sunday afternoon and so the day of the party I made sure my man cunt was douched thoroughly, and I also pre-stretched, using my biggest dildo. I took the tube and arrived at the party house at 2:00 PM, an hour before the official starting time of 3:00 PM. The party house was a huge Victorian semi-detached villa with at least four floors that I could see from the street. As I approached I found several other early arriving guests who were being checked-in by a man who was ticking off names on a clipboard. Although I had downed a couple of beers before I left my house, I sensed a bit of awkwardness, so I specifically greeted the guys who were waiting in line. The guy at the door was a cute lad, mid 20’s, athletic and dressed in shorts only so you could see his nice smooth chest and pert little nipples. He was friendly with a nice smile. “Profile name?” he asked, looking me over. “I’m Adame24” I said and he looked at his clipboard. “Yep got you” he said ticking my name off. “Neg boy” he said, smiling back at me. “Not for long, I hope,” I replied, returning his smile. “Make your way in and you’ll find the dining room on the left is the locker room. Take you kit off and store your clothing in a bag then head to the lounge. It’s naked only” he instructed. “Thanks” I replied stepping past him into the hallway. “I’ll check you out later” he said, winking at me. I grinned back as I walked through the door he had identified. I presumed from his last statement he was poz and without a doubt I looked forward to taking his load. I found three other guys getting undressed as I entered and they all looked at me and grinned as I started removing clothes. I followed the guys down the hall and towards the music and chatter. The house was very big and entering the lounge it seemed long and vast and quite full of naked guys. Even allowing for the fact that the party had 50 acceptances, you could reasonably expect some wouldn’t turn up but I’d have to say there was over 40 guys there. I didn’t really know where to go at first but I saw a large table set up with drinks so headed for it, and in route I got quite a few glances from the guys, even if when squeezing past the men, my cock was somewhat timid, even if I would say even if flaccid my cock was still impressive. There were all sorts of guys here and I scanned around looking for Jamie. I hadn’t yet seen him but I did spot a few other muscled up lads, the younger guys weren’t bad either especially one who looked like a teenager and was getting plenty of stares. Some of the older guys too were doing it for me although there were some that had plainly gone to seed but none were really fat so I guessed our host had been picky in his acceptances. I felt my ass being handled and turned to see a guy of my age, he had shaved head and short stubbly beard but his bod was as taught as mine. He was hot and, judging by his semi-erect cock, he had a big one. “Hey fella” he remarked in what sounded to be an Australian accent. “Hi, you okay?” I asked as I turned to face him. “That’s one fine ass,” he replied, grinning broadly. “Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.” “You chasing?” “I am," I replied with a smile. “Superb, mate,” he said. I notice his cock was swelling-up as we talked. “You?” I asked suspecting he was about to say what I wanted to hear. “No mate, I’m gifting” he answered, giving me a welcoming smile. I smiled while my cock got hard. Before we could do anything about it the music suddenly went silent and someone cleared his throat loudly. “Guys could I have your attention please.” I looked over as the naked bodies parted to show our host, Jez, stark naked too with a massive dick hanging between a reasonably toned body. He was a fine looking Daddy type with nice pecs and some chest hair. “Guys, welcome to my house. I’m Jez and I’ve organised this weekend’s soirée to help out a few of my negative friends and also some of my positive ones. Firstly, I love breeding and here tonight are 28 like minded guys who love to breed and pass on their DNA.” There was a few ripples of nervous laughter as he paused. “We are also joined by 16 negative boys who are totally fucked up presumably and chasing positive loads,” he continued again with a smattering of laughter. “So for the rules. You may use all but the very top floor which is roped off. All the rooms and beds are made for whatever depraved fucking you want to get up to. If you’re into piss could you do that in the bathrooms and please, no scat tonight.” He said looking towards two guys who looked away at his stare. Presumably he knew something about them we didn’t. “There’s lube all-round the house and anyone found using a condom will be asked to politely fuck off. You'll find drinks in this room and also you’ll find a stash of Viagra, poppers, tooth brushes and weed in here. If you’ve got anything harder then please feel free although please don’t burn my house down. There are towels in all the bathrooms and please shower as often as you want. We have food in the kitchen so help yourself.” “So the main event: all you neg guys are bottom or versatile so please pick up a red arm band from the table so we know who you are. Everyone else is obviously a top. And so you know, every top is not only positive but has a high viral load. A few boys clinically have AIDs. There are no undetectable guys here. Neg boys, make sure you try and take everyone’s load before you revisit guys again. You can’t refuse a cock either so get pissed and high and get horny for us breeders. Dirtier the better please. Some of us tops are versatile and I can understand a top taking cock while waiting for his erection to 'recharge', but make sure you're a top, make sure you take cock from the versatile neg boys so as not to waste any charged loads on a poz lad. Finally, tonight is about converting 16 neg fuckers into breeders. We have our duty cut out for us, boys, so let’s get dirty.” With that he finished his introductory speech and there was a polite round of applause and cheers. I turned back to the table and saw a pile of red arm bands. Slowly guys were picking them up and I did too wearing it on my right arm, my badge of shame. Negative and ready to be deflowered. The Aussie top grabbed my ass again and turning we kissed hard as he gripped my now erect cock. “Let’s find some space” he said, pulling me by my cock. He tugged me, letting go as we made our way passed bodies to an inviting leather chair in the corner. Aussie sat down and with his now erect 7 inches of thick cock pointing up he pulled me down and we kissed again. He started to jack my cock but I went down on him and took him fully in my mouth devouring his thick manhood. I licked the precum off and worked him hard while he moaned and pushed my head down hard, face fucking me a little. After a while he told me he wanted to fuck me so I swivelled round taking some lube and fingering it up my hole and smearing his cock. I slowly lowered myself down onto him as he sat there. He pushed up to meet my cunt and I felt his cock slowly penetrate my ring. I’d stretched my hole well today so I easily slid down his dick feeling him inside me. I started to lift up then dropped back down as I felt him meet my rising and falling. His cock felt good and my own banged against my stomach as I fucked him, sniffing on a bottle of poppers. We did this for a few minutes but I wanted to kiss my top so I got off, turned and knelt my legs either side of him and slid back down onto him again. Now I could kiss him which we immediately did and Aussie boy started fucking me. It felt so good being fucked and I steadied myself on the arms of the chair as he plowed my cunt. He was grunting louder and louder, “You want my poz load bitch?” he grunted through thrusts. “Fuck me, poz me “, I moaned back. He suddenly went into overdrive and fucked me fast and deep before I felt him slow and groan loudly. He held me hard on his shaft as I felt his cock twitch in me. His highly toxic load was pumping deep in my guts. We kissed hard while he kept his cock inside me making sure I got every drop. Finally we broke the kiss and I got off him. I could feel drips coming down my leg and reaching down I wiped it up with my hand. Looking at the liquid on my fingers I licked them clean savouring his and my juices. “Dirty bitch” he said grinning at me. “Fuck you later” and with that he got up and walked off. I got back to the table and watched a number of guys fucking before I saw my next breeder coming towards me. It was a younger guy of early twenties and he wasn’t what you’d call fit but he was good looking and smooth. His cock looked to be 6 inches or so and quite thick. “Follow me” he said, which I did obligingly We walked out the lounge and upstairs, I could hear fucking going on everywhere with moans, grunts, smacking and screams audible from every direction. My next top led me to a small room which had two floor mats. Two guys were already on one fucking like mad and he pulled me down on the other. No small talk, he knew what he wanted and pushed me on my back, lifting my legs up to expose my hole. He had lubed his cock and was plunging it into me within moments. I lay back watching him fuck me, his face was emotionless and he stared into my eyes pumping in and out of me. I grabbed his face and pulled it down and we kissed hard, our tongues dueling together.“Fuck me baby.” I moaned at him biting his bottom lip. He doubled his efforts and was hammering away at me for ages. The two guys besides us had obviously cum and they got up only to be replaced by another couple. Usually I like plenty of positions if I’m being fucked this long but he seemed to like missionary best and after a while I could sense he was close. “You want my toxic cum?” he asked me through gritted teeth. “Yes baby” I replied “Breed me” He pumped what must have been a heavy load in my ass as he came with a long, loud moan, cumming hard. I could feel him inside me. We lay together for a few more minutes, his heart was pumping so fast and his cock stayed inside my cunt. Finally he got of me and without a kiss said, “Thanks” and left the room. I felt like such a slut but to the side I could see the two guys in their thirties fucking missionary too. I lay still and watched the guy on his back getting fucked and he saw me grinning with beckoning eyes. I moved over and we started kissing while the top was fucking him. He tasted of smoke but it was hot to French kiss him while his ass hole was being invaded by another lad. I heard the door open and looking up another guy had poked his head round, he saw my available ass hole and was down with me in moments. I carried on kissing the guy and felt my legs being lifted and a new cock invading my hole. This felt bigger and I turned to look at the guy now about to fuck me, he was 40's, OK build, bit hairy but clearly a good size cock on him. He also had a few bruises on his skin and deep sores which I guessed could mean he was one of the guys with Aids. I turned back to the lad being fucked and we continued kissing as I felt the first thrusts in me. For a few minutes we were both being fucked and I carried on with the hottie while being fucked by the older guy. The guy fucking him suddenly started groaning and slowed as he was clearly cumming in the guy’s ass. He grinned at us both and after a few moments pulled out and got up. The guy stayed on his back and pulled me into another kiss as my ass was getting a serious pounding now. This guy was doing a good job of stretching me and I was really enjoying his efforts. Finally after a few more minutes he started to slow and moan and looking round he came in me. I could feel his cock twitch as he dumped his load. “I hope you like Aids” he said as he pulled out of me. I looked round and thanked him as he left the two of us. “Lick me out” the guy lying next to me said. I grinned and went down on his sloppy ass hole, it was quite full of spunk and there was blood mixed in the residue dripping out. I feltched the guy. I do love licking loads out of used sloppy ass holes. He must have had a few loads in there as I got quite a mouth full. I didn’t swallow immediately and we ended up snowballing the toxic spluge together and sharing. “Do me” I said and he did the same for me, licking me clean. Again we kissed and snowballed. “You just bottom?” he said finally breaking the kiss. “No I top too” I said grinning back. “Cool lets meet later I’d love you inside me” he said and with that we kissed and got up, looking for more poz boys. I went back to the lounge and grabbed another beer, there were less guys in here now but still plenty of fucking going on. I grabbed another bottle of poppers and a tooth brush. The latter was there to rough the anal passage up so we’d bleed and help the virus invade our blood stream. I needed to know tonight was worth it so I decided to make certain. The rest of the afternoon and evening blurred into a right royal fuck session with various highs and a few lows. The highs were getting double penetrated by the host and his fuck slut boyfriend who turned about to be the fit lad on the door I’d met earlier. They were really hot and stretched me so wide on their big double bed. I got fucked by a nice toned black guy while I took a quick shower and was happy to down a few guys piss while they came in to use the toilet. Black cock fucking my ass and guys depositing their piss in my mouth. Of course I did get a bit spit roasted too. But the pièce de résistance came around 11pm when Jamie suddenly honed into view. I hadn’t seen this fucking stud all night so maybe he turned up late but he saw me, came straight towards me, grabbed me and we were kissing hard without saying a word to each other. His muscular arms were gripping me hard. I could feel his fat dick between us. “Come” he said in a deep voice. I got dragged to a bedroom and luckily the bed had just been vacated so he threw me backwards on the wet sheets. He pulled my legs up and went down on my exposed sloppy ass hole. His tongue was inside me faster than a ferret up a drain pipe. He was eating me out so good, with fingers invading me too. I wanked my cock as he rimmed me. Finally he came up for air, pulled me towards him roughly and then spat the spludge into my face and mouth. Then started licking it off before kissing me hard again. We shared it between us but this guy was in total control and was holding me down as he kissed me. He bit my lip too and was on my nipples painfully biting them. I like rough but this guy was going to be leaving marks, I could tell. His fat dick kept banging my stomach and I was so horny to feel it inside me but Jamie was in control of me. I gripped his tight and pert bum cheeks forcing him down onto me and lifting my legs to expose my cunt to his cock. He didn’t need asking twice, he pulled up, grabbed my legs and pushed them towards my chest, then aimed his fat dick at my hole and pushed straight in. He didn’t even wait and luckily I was loose enough to accommodate him, just. He still hurt though and I actually screamed out. “Shut it bitch” he commanded and I fell silent and bit my lip. He went into hammer drive pretty quickly too and was fucking me deep and fast. I just about kept up but since he was slapping my face and squeezing my throat, slowly shutting of my oxygen, I had other things to think about too. I was so turned on and honestly a little scared but too horny to care. He kept on plowing my ass hard and although I was having difficulty drawing breath I was enjoying it so much. He finally let go of my throat so I could breathe then pulled out. Flipped me over on my front and dragged me onto all fours towards his cock then plowed back into me and carried on fucking me. He got deeper if anything and I was in heaven as he hit all my spots. I heard the door open and some guys came in but Jamie told them to watch only or fuck off. It seemed I was his bitch and he didn’t want to share. The guys stayed and watched Jamie continued to pummel my cunt and was slapping my ass so hard, I knew I’d have hand marks for weeks. No word of a lie, over the next hour ish, he fucked me in so many positions taking ages to cum. He was amazing and just kept going, we did get a bit of an audience although I noticed it turned into guys fucking around us. When he eventually came I was riding him on his back as he practically pulled my nipples off. He groaned loudly as he pumped his jizz in me and I crashed down on his cock to squeeze every drop out of him. It was the most amazing fuck and honestly he’s up there as one of the best tops I ever fucked. A real stallion. I collapsed on top of his sweaty body and lay there feeling him breathing fast. He pulled my face to his and we kissed long and hard again. Now that he’d cum he’d turned into a lover boy and we lay kissing for ages, feeling each other. Finally I got off his dick which was still in me. He was still hard too but the rules said we had to take cock from everyone before repeats. I must admit I was ready to go again but he pushed me off and said later. I was a bit disappointed but only for a micro second as two other guys were clambering on the bed next to me and were clearly about to rape me too. I kept fucking until about 5am but there were a few guys flagging by now with couples snoozing together after presumably fucking first. I think I’d had about 15 loads by now and had cum a few times. I’d used the tooth brush to rough up my ass a couple of times too or if truth be told I’d used any I found lying around of which they all had blood on them already. My cunt was certainly loose and sore by now but I saw a space on the settee in the lounge and sat down for a quick nap. No sooner had I closed my eyes than my cock was being sucked and looking down I saw the guy I’d feltched earlier staring up at me with his lips round my shaft. He had a couple of fingers in my cunt too but I knew he wanted to ride me and after a while of sucking me he knelt over me and slid down on my cock. I hadn’t topped all night so it felt great to fuck him. We kissed loads and I liked gripping his throat and squeezing as I tweaked his nipples hard. He didn’t complain and we fucked for ages. I got him on all fours at one point and was slapping his ass with gay abandon. After finally dumping my load down his throat, as he wanted to taste me, we collapsed in a hot sweaty mass and ended up sleeping together for a while. I woke up with him at 8 and he kissed me and left to find someone else to breed him. I got some quick breakfast and couldn’t even manage that without getting a blow job from a cute 20 year old lad who was neg too. I told him to take his arm band off and we found a spot so I could fuck him, he was just too cute to resist. The rest of the morning I needed to make sure I got a few more loads and I couldn’t remember everyone who’d fucked me (with a few exceptions) so I just took what came my way. Now that’s a real slut for you! I took another six loads by midday but there was a definite air of finality by now as I suspected the tops were tiring and so by 2pm Jez called to everyone to come back to the lounge and slowly guys did. “OK guys, we’ll call it a day. All you neg boys please let me know your test results and I’ll post to everyone to see how many we converted. I hope you all get what you deserve you dirty fuckers” he said grinning. There was another round of applause and that was that. So here’s the thing, I know I took two dirty loads a week before the party. Yep I should probably have said that at the beginning but in my book it was this party that changed my life. Three weeks later I actually got fuck flu which I thought was a myth but I was ill for a week and sweated so bad. My glands were swollen for ages, I just couldn’t get right. I got tested in October and got a text message from the clinic on November 12th 2013 to say I was positive. Epilogue – Happy to say I met up with Jamie again and again and again. He’s so fucking hot. I’m also breeding my pretty little ass off although I’m currently undetectable.

Hey guys. I'm a total bottom guy. Twink body and have always been mostly hairless. Started shaving a while back and guys seem to like it. I'm getting into more feminine things and one guys suggested I get laser on to remove all the hair from my neck down. What do you guys think about this? Are skinny hairless white boys fuckable?

Yesterday I participated in an orgy house party. The host is a heavy smoker. He recently goes out to the balcony to have a cigarette. When I met him last time, he told that he usually had sex there. It made me horny and when I was on my way to him, I texted him that I wanted to fuck with him in the balcony. So, when he went out, nodded me and I followed him. Although it was cold a bit above 0 degree, he was wearing only a coat, I was totally naked. So, his cock also was out. I went onto my knees and sucked him deeply. Then he bent me to the balustrade and fucked me hard. He was continuously smoking while we were having sex. Later we went out again. He sucked his cigarette and my cock one after the other. Later he turned me back and fucked me again, while he was continuously smoking. I asked him to blow the smoke into my mouth. And he did grabbing my head and fucking me over.

My most favorite moment is when I was 16 I was at a local porn theater and I got 22 loads in me all bareback

**Dallas** I made a mid-summer business trip to Dallas, and had no time to visit the Midtowne Spa to stretch out, suck cock and get my ass a good workout. Finally, in desperation, I called in sick. I cleaned up, cleaned out, and headed to the Spa. It was around 9 PM and quiet. I got a room, lubed up, loosened up with the small Dildo I always pack in my bag, and waited for some hard horny cock to wander in. I always have a good time there, no matter what the day or the hour—just a lot of average Joes looking for sex—no BS, no attitude. Being older (53) has never been a problem, since I keep in good shape. Soon there was a young dude standing over me, stroking my ass and inner thighs. I turned and glimpsed at his sleek physique, glimmering with droplets of water from the shower, and a sizable bulge beneath his damp towel. I reached over and squeezed and stroked his tumescence. The towel fell away, revealing the most beautiful shaft I’ve ever seen - superb tapered head, rigid as steel, and straight as an arrow. Stroking it literally sent thrills up my spine. Without pause I took Its full length down my throat, gently sucking, as he put a hand behind my head and thrust in and out. After a few minutes he pulled out, kissed me deeply, and professed how badly he needed to fuck me. I reached up, pulled him down on top of me, and spread my legs. With his dickhead in my hole, he asked if I really wanted to be fucked. "Shit, yes, man! Fuck me now." "I'm not pulling out 'till I cum - so if you want it, you take it all." "Okay, okay - what ever you say. Just do it. Fuck me now." Effortlessly he slid into my Ass. My mancunt gripped his hot dick and milked it. He started a slow, sweet rhythmic pulsing, tonguing my ears and neck. I was in heaven. I grasped his balls, taking full measure of the cock gliding in and out of me. He continued that slow rhythm, whispering sweet nothings about working up a good load for me, and wanting to plant it deep inside me, where It would be part of me forever. His breathing grew harsh and erratic. Low, guttural groans emerged from his throat, and his arms locked about me like a vise. I had a sudden change of heart about letting him cum in me. "No you don't! You made a commitment, and you're going to keep it - every last toxic drop of my cum." His whole body tensed, forcing himself deeper into me, driving me further into the mattress. My head was jammed in a corner, banging against the wall. I was pinned, unable to move, because of his tenacious brute strength. Through clenched teeth he forced his words into my mouth. "Here it comes, man - F-U-C-K." His fucking grew fierce and violent, slamming my head against the wall with each brutal thrust. The KY or Vaseline, or whatever Lube he’d used, had worn away, so it was raw flesh on flesh, and I could feel my mancunt abrading. "I told you I don't pull out 'till I cum - and I mean it, buddy. I'm going to breed your neg ass." “Please stop - I’ve had enough.” My hole was sore from the bruising. I screamed at him to let me up, but my ass muscles urged him on—like they had a life of their own. And they were stroking him, milking him; and he knew what they craved. He only laughed again and sneered, “Too late, oh yeah!!!" His body tensed; and he jerked, letting out one god-awful shriek. It was unearthly. His whole body convulsed as his cock spasmed in an unending orgasm. At last he was drained, and relaxed his grip on my wrists. He lay there quietly on top of me, still in me. His breathing was soft in my ear; he almost purred like a kitten. My cramped arms relaxed, and I held him tight. Neither of us said anything. Words were not appropriate at that moment. Finally he slid out and released my stiff legs. As I embraced him, he shifted and cuddled against me, and explaining he’d been overcome by a passion he couldn’t explain. Before coming to my room, he’d met up with three of his fuck buds, and had serviced them. Just as I marveled that mine was the fourth ass he'd fucked that night, he divulged all three had fucked him. “I thought you were a top.” “Hell, no. I’m versatile, and get real horny, the more loads I take. That’s probably why I fucked you so, uh, assertively.” He bent over, spreading his ass. A trickle of white ooze leaked out. "C'mon man, eat it, please." I didn't need to be asked twice. I spread his cheeks and nestled my lips in his crack. My tongue slithered into his hole, lapping up the dribbles of cum. He squeezed when he felt my tongue hit his mancunt. The pent-up jism gushed into my mouth, down my throat, down the sides of my face. I sucked his degenerate ass till he was dry, then sat up, sated. An evil smile crossed his face. His glistening cock was turgid again. He pushed me back down. It was easier the second time. My legs automatically spread for him, my salacious ass opened up readily, as my mind and body welcomed his noxious jism. We kissed as he fucked me, remembering the tenderness that initiated the previous fuck. "I'm gonna cum," he whispered. I gripped him hard and wrapped my legs about him. "Do it, man. Breed me! I want your load." He slammed into me and stiffened. His body trembled, followed by massive convulsions as ropes of thick cum gushed into my warm, docile pussy. I held him close for a while till he descended from his sexual high. He stood up to leave. It was getting late, and he had to be at work in the morning. He asked where I was headed. “To Oklahoma City and the Habana Inn,” I avowed, making a spur of the moment decision. As oversexed as I felt, I’d be of no use to my clients until I found further relief. When I got back to the motel, I telephoned the Habana. Fortunately, they had a room. “Book me for tomorrow. I’ll be there around noon.” **Oklahoma City** I rolled into town mid-afternoon. An extra $20 to the Desk Clerk got me a room off the far southeast parking lot, ground floor. Experience taught me that was the best locale in the place for walk-in quickies in the middle of the night. I showered and crashed. I awoke about 10 PM, hard, horny, and thirsty. I put on shorts (backwards) and a tee and headed to the vending machines. On my way back I cruised the courtyard, pleased with the appreciative glances and an invitation or two. I headed back to my room, stripped, lubed up and grabbed my dildo. The tenderness was easing up, and I was ready for more bareback action. It was almost midnight. After unlatching the door, cracking the drapes, and dimming the lights, I stretched out on the bed, naked, well-lubed ass in the air. I was rewarded when the door creaked open and an anonymous male crept in. He took off his clothes and folded neatly them on the chair. He massaged my neck, back, ass, and thighs, whispering softly. When he saw I was awake, he leaned over, kissed me, and asked (asked!!!!) if he could fuck me. I rolled onto my back as he, a nice looking dude in his forties, towered above me. I reached over to stroke his dick and found It hard and dripping with precum. He wiggled his hand into my crack and forced three fingers into my slot. He climbed atop me, spread my legs, and hooked them over his shoulders. His shaft entered my Hole, and he slid It in gently. That took my breath away—the ass-distending sensation, and the rhythmic pounding of his cock as it hammered in me. My hands encircled his shoulders, and I told him how good he felt. “I love your ass. It’s so hot and wet. I want to cum in you. But you gotta tell me OK. Can I cum in you?” "Why do you ask? No one ever asks. Just do it." “Because I want your acquiescence when I shoot. I want you to embrace my seed as It penetrates your inner tissue. I want you to commit to a liaison that’ll unite us forever.” Holy shit, what gave with guy? All I wanted was a simple fuck, and he elevates it to a religious experience. I said nothing. He began to pull out. Apparently he was adamant about obtaining my approval. "No, wait - I want you to shoot in me!" He sighed, as if he were relieved of some odious burden. For some reason, he needed my verbal concurrence. With one final lunge, he spasmed. "I'm cummin'. Take my seed. Love it. Embrace it." I swear to god I could almost hear his sperm gushing into me. "Oh yeah, man. Breed me, please." The pleasure on his face intensified as my ass muscles milked his cock, avidly accepting his offering. When he finally pulled out, he ran his fingers over my stomach, and kissed it. “Any regrets?” “None, whatsoever. I’d like to do this again on my next trip.” He dressed, and got ready to leave. We exchanged names and email addresses. I awoke in time to check out. While rushing around getting cleaned up and packed, I reached behind and opened myself up with my fingers. Only a small amount of jizm came out. Where was the rest? Absorbed? Probably. **CHICAGO ** I started the long trek back to Illinois, horny enough for a 198 mile detour up to 'Man’s Country' in Chicago. It was Saturday afternoon, and it didn’t take long for a nice average Joe to jump my bones. We made out and stroked each other when, without a word, he pushed me on my back, spread my legs on his shoulders, and slid his generous cock up my ass. He plowed into me with slow, deliberate strokes, almost pulling out, gliding all the way back in. I loved his technique, and the total concupiscent expression on my face must have left him no doubt that I was appreciative. Yeah, he was just your 25 year old average Joe; but I sensed he could be my best fuck ever. "You know I'm not wearing a condom. That okay with you?" "I only do bareback." "You poz?" "Don't know. Might be. Probably am. Never been tested. You?" He did not answer. An evil, mischievous grin crossed his face. “I’M going to cum in you. I never pull out." He apparently anticipated I’d resist, (as if!). He leaned over further, pushed my legs against the wall, raised my ass further into the air, and pressed his parted lips against mine. His pace quickened. I was immobilized by his weight and position. Aside from physical discomfort, I was in heaven. He was hitting my prostate on each stroke. "Oh buddy - I'm cumming!" I felt endless long spasms as torrents of cream invaded my wet pink hole which was happily caressing his twitching cock. He held me till he calmed down, but his cock remained hard and buried to the hilt. "By the way, are you poz? You never answered." He responded "I never do." We remained locked together until he relaxed enough to fall out. I licked the remaining drops of oozing poz jizz off his dick, and we lay there embracing. I wondered if he was deliberately biding his time, until his venom infiltrated my bloodstream. I heaved a heavy sigh, in spite of myself, and assured him all was well with the world. That was the first poz load I’d ever knowingly taken. **Home to Springfield** I left there fulfilled. I hadn’t cum the whole trip, but no matter. It was cum I was after, and I’d had plenty of that. I took the long way home—country back roads all the way to the house. Around eleven I made a super-hot bath in the jacuzzi and crashed. Two weeks later I came down with the flu, fever, and night sweats—the trio that led me to believe I’d converted. Except for the night sweats, the whole shebang lasted less than a week. Two years have come and gone by since the trip. In the months intervening, I’ve taken at least a dozen poz loads. Most of the dudes thought I was neg and aiming at staying that way. My doc wants me to get tested, but I refuse. I will not give up poz bareback fucking. Overall, I’m healthy. My gut tells me that it was the guy at the Midtowne who converted me. I figure guys in Oklahoma City and Chicago were also poz. But I’m somehow think it was the Texan was first. Regardless, all three played major rolls in my conversion. All in all, however, it was my own doing—I’d spread my legs and let ‘em fuck and cum in me, when I knew it was risky. Of course I top on occasion, confess I relish the idea of shooting poz cum into a neg ass. I’ve come to appreciate Viagra more and poppers less. A surprising number of younger guys are into the daddy/son scene. And since we’re in the boonies, its not politic to raise poz/neg issues during sex.

Sometimes it can be hard to find a guy to pin me down and fuck my hole hard and deep ... so when I got a message to meet up with this guys who I had never spoken to before online I took the opportunity. I put my footy shorts on, jockstrap and lubed my hole up before I arrived. When I did, he led me into the bedroom, and forced me down to my knees, spat on me and made me suck his cock, which I did. Choking and gagging as he held the back of my head and thrusted down my throat, his cock was wet and dripping. Wasn't long after that he just pushed me down onto the carpet and shoved my head down and pulled my shorts down to expose my jocked up ass. He spat on my hole, and before I could say anything he began to tease my hole and slowly press against it to slide int... I tried to turn my head but his hand held me down. I reached into my pocket to pull out the condom, but he grabbed my hand and held it behind my back, i turned my head and said "use a dom man, its in my pocket" to which he replied "oh yea?" still teasing his leaking cock against my hole. He pushed my head down, this time his hand over my mouth and reached for the condom out of my pocket. I was relieved, Id never spoke to this guy before or even know his status. He grabbed it out of my pocket only to throw it. I began to panic ... he then put his whole body against mine and whispered "You're gunna take it raw fag" and slid his cock in. I began to squirm and moan, as he told me "Shut up and take it". He took his hand off from over my mouth, and i begged him not to shoot inside me, he kept pounding me asking me "you want it slut?" I then asked "don't shoot inside are you neg?" he replied "Are you?" and i answered "Yes, don't blow" this was when he then just put his hands over my mouth and began to grunt i moaned and squirmed so hard, knowing he was going to breed me ... When he finally took his hand away from my mouth, "Please man don't cum" and he laughed and said "too late now slut" he got off me went picked up the condom and then threw it at me. "Thanks for that slut" he pulled my shorts up, pulled me up off the floor and I left. When i messaged him afterwards asking what his status is, he didn't reply. 2 days later i went to message him again and his profile was gone ...

My experience is anything in the darkroom is raw like at Wet Sauna in Brisbane, if you get led out to another space it could be different or in the light your let go because in the dark you seemed twink-like. One of the darkrooms at 29 Cruise Club last night was the same, all raw, with a good deal of flip fucking and daisy-chain/train flipping...

It makes No Sense to use Condoms sometimes and Bareback a few. You said you went to a sex club in your city. Los Angeles has SLAMMERS (lockers, no rooms to rent but some fun play areas) but most cities have bathhouses. Difference is Sex Club has no towel and may stay dressed or wear nothing at all. Depending on location and Cost most do not want to get off as soon as they arrive. The look around and get a feel of the atmosphere. There could have been 20 guys ready to go in Raw and dump their seed in you but they saw you getting Fucked with a Condom and they don't bother because there is ALWAYS another bottom willing to take any bare Cock and Loads in the ass. I will only take it Bareback. No Condoms Allowed policy and I let the Top know I want HIS load. Make him feel special. He and others may try you out and when ready to give their load they tend to shoot into the ass that felt best to them.

I awoke to the sound of my cell phone buzzing. Checking the time, it was now well into the evening. Bleary eyed, I stumbled to the shower. The warm water felt wonderful on my skin. As I soaped up, I let my hand travel down to my manhole. I groaned with pleasure as I ran my soapy finger around my swollen pussy lips. My mouth fell open when my finger easily entered my cunt. Yes, I was still gaping. Vince’s THICK Italian sausage had throughly wrecked my cunt. It had been a long, long time since I felt so thoroughly used. I shut my eyes and recalled the anal assault I had taken from Vince; and sighed with satisfaction. Once I had toweled off and dressed, I scanned my (poorly stocked) refrigerator. “OK - hummus on celery it is!” I was starved. It seems I had burned a lot of calories. I smirked at that thought. Having regained my senses, I picked up my phone. A text had come through from Vince: “Hey - had 2 run - didn’t wannna wake u. U free tomorrow? LMK”. “Yes. No plans tomorrow. Same time?”, I replied. Before I had even set the phone down I got his reply: “C U then”. OK, what? Was I crazy for thinking that his instant reply means this guy is into me? I replied with a “👍🏼“. I slept very well that night and the next morning I did my usual Sunday morning routine. It was a beautiful sunny day and I was in a mood to match. I ran all my errands allowing myself plenty of time to clean the apartment - and myself - and wash the bedding before Vince returned. Three o’clock could not come soon enough. I found myself watching the clock that afternoon with the same permanent smile on my face I had been wearing the whole day. 2:55 PM and he was knocking at my door. (Early!) I opened the door eagerly. There he was again, still pulling off his mask to reveal his own smile. He stepped forward, put his hand on the back of my neck, and kissed me passionately. I melted in his embrace. My god he’s a good kisser. “Wow..”, I murmured before regaining my composure. He smiled his million dollar smile as he stepped inside. “I had a really good time yesterday”, he offered. “You were amazing”, I replied. He pulled me to him. His right hand sliding down the small of my back and into my shorts. I shuddered at his touch. “You OK down here?”, he asked as his fingers made contact with my fuckhole. “I’m a little tender...”, I replied, my voice trailing off. “Awww...well, let’s see if I can’t make it feel better.” He replied playfully while he lifted and removed my t-shirt. We kissed all the way to the bed. Clothes coming off en route. We tumbled to the bed together. Kissing and exploring each others’ bodies. He lay me down on my back and raised my legs up, expertly sliding a pillow under the small of my back. I grabbed my ankles instinctively. He held my gaze until only his jet black hair was visible to me and his lips made contact with my pussy. I felt his tongue swab my cunt, over and over. Like a salve. I moaned from the sensation. He was eating me out and laying down layer upon thick layer of saliva. He moved up to me and kissed me once more. “Tell Daddy what you want.”, he asked while kissing my neck. “I want you Daddy...I want...I need you inside me”. I felt his cock make contact with my cunt. His plum sized cockhead sliding up and down my crack. I could feel my cock drip with anticipation. “Are you ready?”, he asked earnestly. I nodded. “Look into my eyes, boy”. he said softly. At hearing that, I felt a long string of precum flowed out of me and into my belly. I opened my eyes and looked deeply into his. I felt his fat cock press against my cunt and then the slow motion plunge of his entry. My mouth hung open, slack jawed, as he journeyed into me. I whimpered with pleasure as he traveled deeper and deeper. Until he was fully inside me. “Daddy’s home...again”, he uttered just as our lips met. We kissed a long time while held very still inside me - giving me time to adjust...to relax. Once he felt my body and my hole soften, he started to fuck me. Long luxurious slow strokes ensued. I was crawling up the wall as every thrust massaged my prostate - making me pour forth more and more crystal clear precum. He noticed this and touched his finger to my belly. He took a taste, “Mmmm...sweet, like nectar”. He wet his finger once gain and glazed my lips, then sealed it with a kiss. He was right, it was sweet. Delicious actually. I had not been one to produce much precum at all, and here he had drawn a pool of it from me. “Going a little dry,” he announced as he pulled slowly out of me - and with that he scooped up all the pre I had been leaking and coated his cock with it before plunging back into me again. “Yesss....much better” he hissed as he resumed his fuck. Once again, my mind was blown. I had never known a man with greater fuckskill in my life. And believe me: that’s saying something. At this point he picked up his pace. I reached for the poppers, he nodded his approval. I took several long deep hits and passed him the bottle. He did the same and with that, it was game on. That warm, familiar feeling spread through us both. The pace resumed unabated. It was glory. My now softened cock jiggled and shook on my belly. My pussy mapping every contour of his glorious cock with each stroke. I never wanted it to end. But after awhile, I felt the change rushing through him. Every muscle in his body tightened, his face grimaced, his eyes bore into mine, “I’m. Gonna....Cum..” he announced; barely containing himself. “Yes! Please breed me, Daddy! Cum in me!”, I begged. Then, with a guttural yell, he shot his DNA into me once more. Over and over I felt his thick cock paint my cunt white. Filling me with precious, sacred cum. He froze there, over me. And then, I felt something else rapidly building in me; I started to shake, my torso constricted, my hands gripped his neck. I managed to shout, “Vince? Vince! VIIIIIINCE!!!” And then a thunderbolt shot through me and with a battle cry I felt my now suddenly rock hard cock spasm as I shot my first ever hands-free load. Rope after rope of cum shot out of me onto my chest and his. My whole body spasmed and shook. Vince’s still hard cock was still inside me and felt my pussy spasm around him - as if milking him for more. He dove his mouth onto mine, my cum plastering us together. And he fucked me yet again. It was more than I could take. More than I could conceive. Once again, his rail splitter was piston fucking my ravaged cunt. It didn’t take long before he once again delivered his precious cargo into me. Finally, he collapsed onto me. Both of us covered in sweat and cum. He lay on me a long while. My arms embracing him. We partially caught our breath as he fell down beside me. We rested there together. Time was suspended as we reveled in the feeling of completeness each of us had gifted the other. I grabbed a bottle of water I had set on the nightstand, took a long drink and passed it to him. He finished it and tossed the bottle aside. I snuggled up to him; my left arm draped across his broad chest, my head lay on his shoulder. I could feel his generous load start to drool out of my once again gaping cunt and down my right cheek. I closed my eyes and allowed this feeling wash over me. As I lay there processing what had happened, summoning my courage to ask him, he stole my thunder: Pulling me even closer to him, he told me he’d like to see me again...”Maybe make it a regular thing?”, he suggested. That same smile I had worn all day retuned,“Yeah...yes, Vince; I’d really like that”. It seems 2021 promises to be a much better year.

If I’m kneeling by a hole in the wall it usually means I just want some cum in my belly. Size doesn’t matter.

Cool! Sure, we can go together! 🙂 I guess more and more guys wear red hoods since prep. That's why I didn't go before. Prep wasn't available to everyone, I didn't really like condoms and I was just too scared. Then I was on Prep and wanted to go. Now I'm not on Prep anymore but damn, I want to get as many loads as possible 😛 A red hood would just be a lot more fun in my opinion. I apparently lost some inhibitions haha

I live in germany and I always wanted to go! But to be honest, I was always a bit too scared to go there on my own. And when I finally made the decision to do it, the pandemic happened. I know some guys who went there as Tops (I think it's called Stallions there) and they had the best time. I'm kind of jealous and want to attend as a Mare with a red hood (bareback). Can't wait until it opens again!

I don’t smoke and I don’t allow it inside my house/flat. But I love to service guys who are smoking. In the terrace of my weekend house, i permit smoking. Many times I was standing on my knees sucking the guy while he was smoking. And sometimes I turned back and beg for fucking me with the cigarette in his mouth. Furthermore, I love the taste of smoker guys’ tongue. The mixture of taste of cigarette and menthol (chewing gum).

Part 28 - The Atlanta Migration Dexter had proved to be an invaluable asset to both Adam at work, a logical, clear thinker who was organised. He threw himself in to his work showing he was more than capable when given the chance, Adam so impressed got approval from Carrington to make him Office and Facilities Manager on an interim basis to see how he got on. Spending many nights working on improvements that could bring cost savings he was putting the finishing touches to his ideas and would be presenting them to Carrington, Adam and Harry in the next couple of days. Feeling fine in himself and getting checked up he had decided to hold off from meds for a few months until he had a week off then he would start. Having been warned about the side effects for the first few days he didn't want it interfering with his work. The office building renovations were complete and Adam had started enticing some of the original IntecSolutions staff starting with two for the HR team, Dexter was busy getting their desks and equipment set up ready for them to start work at 10am when Adam walked past to check how he was doing. "All set?" Adam asked sitting in one of the chairs. Dexter nodded and looked up "Just the phones but that's easy enough" he replied. "Great job Dex. Carrington has landed and will be here in an hour" Adam informed him. Dexter looked at the time on his phone "I better get a desk ready for him". Harry came over with coffees "Thought you might need this Dex" he said. Dexter still chuckled seeing Harry in his work capacity "Thanks" he said kissing him on the cheek. Adam tutted "You will need to stop that once the HR staff arrive" he reminded them. "Yes we know" the both replied in unison laughing. The Felix dropped Carrington off at the office and then drove on to Hibiscus. Conrad itching to ask Charlie everything was biting his lip until he could get Charlie in private. He didn't need to wait to long before Charlie looked at him. "Con" he spoke quietly, "I am leaving the navy" Charlie said waiting for an angry reaction. Conrad looked at him nodding slowly "You going to Atlanta?" he asked with a gut feeling. Charlie nodded "Yes" he replied showing him the US passport he now owned. Conrad sat silent. "We will split our time between here and Atlanta though" Charlie quickly said. Conrad looked at him the sadness in his eyes clear. "Closer than Australia" Charlie said. "I had a feeling everything would change" Conrad said holding Charlie's hand. "I love you". "You have to I am your twin" Charlie replied, "You and Harry are expected to come over" he said. Conrad sighed slowly "I told you to follow your heart and I am so happy you have". Charlie smiled "We go back in two weeks, will you and Harry come?" he asked. Conrad shrugged "I can't really afford the flight tickets" he said, "Otherwise we would". Charlie looked at him "What about that weird bank account you have?" he asked. "Shit" Conrad said sitting up, "I forgot all about that, yes of course we will come". "Good, Carrington's parents want to meet you" Charlie said sounding excited. "They do?" Conrad replied in surprise, "What are his mum and dad like?" he asked. "Oh" Charlie chuckled, "Carrington is adopted he has two fathers". "You are kidding?" Conrad asked the pitch of his voice rising. Charlie shook his head "No, Rico and Mason" he said, "Rico is hilarious, some sitcom actor". "Seriously that is cool. Can't wait to meet them" Conrad replied clapping his hands. Felix laughed at them turning the limousine on to Hibiscus drive. After catching up with Simon for an hour Charlie walked down to the greenhouse to find Conrad. "Where is Jam?" Charlie asked walking in. Conrad laughed "I enrolled him at horticulture college, he is well pissed off with me". Charlie sat down laughing "Still talking to you though?" he asked. "Yes, it is his second week but he is loving it. Simon insisted and paid his fees" Conrad said. Charlie spent the day with Conrad in the garden, although he dozed off under the summer sun several times whilst Conrad was busy in one of the flower beds. Dexter sat down with Carrington, Adam and Harry going through his ideas. Adam and Harry sat there nodding where as Carrington fired lots of questions at Dexter going through his plan in minute detail, it was hard going and Dexter felt like he was sweating buckets being interrogated. Carrington looked up at Dexter "How scalable is this?" he asked stumping Dexter. "Oh... what do you mean?" Dexter asked unsure what Carrington was getting at. Carrington spun his pen round his fingers "Can you apply this across multiple sites?". "Well yes I suppose you can" Dexter replied slightly confused. "Suppose?" Carrington asked watching him. Dexter nodded "With a bit of effort you can apply it anywhere in theory" he added. "That is what I wanted to hear Dex, never doubt yourself" Carrington said with a smile. Adam sat forward in his chair "What's going on up there?" he asked pointing to Carrington's head. "I need to run it by Simon and Moham but I think we can maintain two sites" Carrington said. Adam smiled "Right, corporate here and programming in Atlanta sort of thing?" he asked. Carrington nodded "Exactly, we will have some developers and support in both sites". "Does that mean you will stay on as CEO with two sites?" Harry asked looking at Carrington. "Yes" Carrington replied, "but that depends if the two major shareholders approve the plan". Harry chuckled "Leave it with me" he said, "I can persuade Moham to do anything". "Yeah I bet" Dexter said under his breath smirking. Harry threw his pen at him. "Behave" Adam said telling them both off. "No, leave it with me" Carrington said clearly, "but you three will need to come to Atlanta". "No shit!" Dexter said quickly clamping his hand over his mouth, "Sorry, I don't have a passport". Carrington laughed "Adam can you help organise a passport for Dex?" he asked. "Of course, we can get one in a week" Adam replied, "Oh but who will manage here?" he asked. Carrington grinned "Simon can, I think he would love the opportunity to be involved". Over the next few days Carrington spoke with Simon and Moham about the plans and that it would be the only way he would stay on as CEO. Having an upper hand they agreed and set out budgets for Carrington. Dexter sat with Simon running over the approved plans having agreed to run the office whilst they were all away in Atlanta. Conrad spent a lot of time with Charlie listening and trying to understand his decision to leave the navy and primarily set up home in Atlanta with Carrington. It was not the news he expected and Conrad was angry with Charlie, arguing for several hours in the library at the manor. Charlie calmed him down and explained that if he stayed in the navy he would be gone for 6 months at a time anyway, at least with this decision he could visit them in Atlanta and they would come over to the UK frequently. Conrad sat on the sofa "Everything is changing so fast Charlie. What has changed your mind?". Charlie sat down next to him "I love him Con, I feel so... Oh I can't explain it". "You and me are more alike that we ever thought possible" Conrad said sitting back on the sofa. Charlie nodded "Took me long enough but it was seeing how happy Harry made you". "I never had this type of happiness with Serena, everything was so clinical" Charlie said. Conrad looked at him "What do you mean?" he asked slightly confused. "Nothing spontaneous, everything was always planned and prepared" Charlie said sitting back. Conrad chuckled. "In his kitchen a few weeks back he had me on the table" Charlie said grinning. "I bet" Conrad replied giggling, "Serena would have insisted in wiping it first". "Exactly" Charlie replied, "She would have wiped it and undressed then sat there waiting". Conrad smiled finally understanding him better "So what will you do when you leave the navy?". "God knows, I saved some money up from my time in the navy but I will need a job" Charlie replied. Charlie sighed "Come to Atlanta with us for a break when we go back" he said glancing at Conrad. Conrad thought for a moment "Okay, I mean Harry is going with Dex and Adam" he eventually said. "Do you think Jam will come as well?" Charlie asked. "Maybe" Conrad replied, "I know he is still having family issues, a break might be good for him". "Charlie" Conrad said sitting up, "You and Carrington, does it mean I can't have sex with him?". Charlie looked at him straight faced "I want to fuck Harry!" he said seriously. Conrad laughed "I guess we should really ask them" he replied, "And no before you ask" he said. "You are disgusting even thinking that Con" Charlie replied screwing his face up. Conrad slapped him on the leg "You knew what I meant so you must have been thinking it". "Fuck off before I beat you up again!!" Charlie said putting his arm around Conrad's shoulder. Conrad got to work on Simon who listened to reason then agreed he could go and said he would take care of paying for the flight. It was after the conversation that Conrad turned to Simon and asked about his family, Simon had once very briefly mentioned them and Conrad caught him by surprise asking about them today. He shook his head and told Conrad that all he needed to know was that his father died years ago, his mother detests gays and therefore him as well except when it came to his money. Likewise his sisters and brother were just money grabbers and only out for what they could get. Carrington took the day off work and was dressed downstairs at number 8 Hibiscus Drive waiting for Charlie, despite all the silly arguing Carrington was not letting Charlie go through this on his own and had to concede. The make up sex went on for several hours and Charlie was late getting up for his 11am appointment at the navy base with his commanding officer Dave. Charlie walked in to the kitchen and Carrington stood unable to believe how incredibly attractive Charlie looked dressed in his formal naval uniform. Can you keep it?" Carrington asked grinning. "Funny" Charlie said, "I think so, but I can't wear it outside any more after today". Carrington smiled "That's okay you will only be wearing it in the bedroom" he replied. Charlie laughed and walked across the room "Does it get you hot and bothered?" he asked. "Careful!" Carrington said closing his eyes, "I might do nasty things to you" he said chuckling. Charlie put his arms around Carrington's neck "I love you Carrington" he said kissing him. Carrington held Charlie back "My heart belongs to you Charlie, god I love you". Felix sounded the limousine's horn outside "I thought I was driving?" Charlie said. Carrington shook his head "Simon insisted you bow out in style". It certainly was done in style and on arrival Felix sprung out of the limousine dressed in his chauffeur uniform opening the door for Charlie. Carrington had to stay with the limo since he was not cleared to enter the military building. Dave was standing at the front doors smiling and shaking his head at Charlie's classy appearance. Carrington watched Charlie walk up and salute his CO who saluted in return then shook hands with him. It was brief and over with within 10 minutes. Receiving his papers and returning to civilian life Dave escorted Charlie back outside. "Have to say Charlie I am sad you are leaving" Dave said to him opening the security door. Charlie stood there with the hat in his hand "So am I" he replied, "I am going to miss you". Dave closed the door "Is that him?" he asked, "The guy you was so worked up over?". "Yes" Charlie said looking over Carrington, "Completely stole my heart Dave, turned me gay". Dave chuckled "You are far from gay Charlie" he said glancing at him, "So what did it for you?". Charlie laughed "He is nice, caring and has an incredible body" he replied walking with Dave. Dave smiled "Dam I never got to meet your twin and his husband either" he said. "Good thing, you probably would have ended up in bed with them" Charlie said snickering. "Are they that bad then?" Dave asked amused by the comment. "God yes, incredibly hilarious but sex maniacs, they had my man restrained to the bed" Charlie said. "Ooh kinky" Dave replied laughing. Carrington smiled at Charlie approaching. "Carrington this is Dave he is, was my CO" Charlie said. "Pleasure to meet you" Carrington said shaking his hand. "Likewise" Dave replied, "Take good care of Charlie if you don't I will seek you out" he laughed. Carrington chuckled "Is that a promise?" he asked, "And don't worry he will be looked after". Dave smiled putting his hat back on "Remember Charlie you are always welcome to come back". Charlie shook hands with Dave "You will come to our wedding?" he asked. "Of course I will" Dave said watching Charlie get in to the limousine, "You have my number". The limousine pulled away through the security gates ending Charlie's naval career, he watched the base disappear through the blackened windows for the last time. He felt a little sad and gradually smiled feeling the hand of Carrington taking his squeezing it gently with reassurance. Charlie looked at Carrington and something in his look told Charlie he was going to be just fine with Carrington by his side. It was one of those mornings of manic packing and running around at number 8, 9 and also at the manor. Simon put on a fleet of cars to take everyone to the airport including himself since he was flying off to San Francisco to see Sean for a few days then flying in to Atlanta to see the office, Moham offered to spend his time between his own office and the IntecSolutions office in Alton to keep things ticking over. Dexter stood at the door then ran back upstairs managing to get halfway down the stairs again before running back up for his headphones and shouting he was ready. Finally everyone was ready from number 9 they were the last car to leave and ironically the first to arrive at Heathrow. No matter how much he tried to play it down Dexter was over excited and stood at the window in the club lounge watching all the planes and taking photos like a little kid plane spotting, he was far to busy to drink his glass of champagne and had to be dragged by Conrad when the boarding announcement was made. Carrington had arranged for cars to take everyone back to his house in Buckhead where he had ample bedrooms, Harry and Conrad insisted Dexter stay in their bed having become very close to him both as a friend and sexual distraction plus the bed was big enough for four people. Adam and Jamal had their own room. Charlie wandered down the stairs after unpacking most of his clothes that he had brought with him and taking up everyone else's baggage allowance that they didn't use. He still left enough clothes back at number 8. Walking in to the kitchen he saw Carrington reading a note then handing it to Charlie giving him a kiss. "What is it?" Charlie asked reading it aloud "Welcome home Charlie, something in garage for you". Carrington looked a little embarrassed. "What have you done?" Charlie asked him. "It is not me, that is Rico's handwriting" Carrington replied, "Follow me" he said. Charlie walked behind Carrington through the utility room and in the double garage and stopped at the door seeing a deep emerald green coloured Porsche Cayenne with the license plate 'CHARLIE 5'. Stepping in to the garage he walked around the vehicle unable to speak and quite frankly he couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing. Carrington watched him walking around and inspecting every part of the car. "Holy shit" Charlie said running his hand over the smooth shiny paintwork finally speaking. Carrington smiled "Do you like it?" he asked but Charlie ignored him peering inside the windows. "Why would he do such a thing?" Charlie asked looking at Carrington then back at the car. "It is Rico's way of saying thank you" Carrington offered in explanation. Charlie stood by Carrington "It is nice but way over the top" he said, "And my favourite colour". Carrington kissed him "They have never done this for any of the boyfriends before Charlie". "Got a whole string of them have you?" Charlie asked looking at him. Carrington stood there hold his hands out "Come on I mean who wouldn't want a bit of me!". Charlie burst out laughing then looked seriously at him "You haven't got any nutters like Josh?". "Thankfully no" Carrington replied. "Shall we sit in it?" he asked. Charlie smiled and went round the drivers door opening it to find the keys inside and another note that he read to Carrington 'No I will not take it back, it is yours and Mason insists. Hope the colour is perfect'. Charlie hit the car horn which sounded loud, Conrad was in the kitchen fetching a glass of water and heard the car horn. He wandered through the utility room and saw an open door leading to the garage, he took one look then returned and called for all the others taking them through to the garage. Charlie took a deep breath, it smelt just like Rico's. The fine leathery smell filling his nostrils. "Amazing" Dexter said his deep voice booming out and dashing over getting in the back seat. Charlie laughed "Dex don't make my car dirty" he said. Dexter laughed and put on his best proper accent "Home Charles please" he said. Conrad tapped on the window "Did you buy him this Carrington?" he asked. Carrington opened the window shaking his head "No my parents did" he replied. "Parents?" Conrad questioned, "Must be made of money" he said. Carrington smiled "Charlie can take you see my parents tomorrow whilst we are at work". Charlie nodded. "Take Jam as well and have a day out" Carrington said. "I still don't know where to go around here" Charlie reminded him. Charlie's phone pinged and he saw a message from Rico inviting him for lunch at the house at 2pm, he replied asking if he could bring his brother and friend and Rico agreed. "We have lunch tomorrow at the house with Rico" Charlie said, "He can show them his award". Carrington laughed "Sneaky" he said kissing him. Harry got in the other passenger side "Nice, hey Dex want to fuck me on the back seat?" he asked. Harry caught sight of Charlie's eyes in the rear view mirror "Crap I have seen that look before". Harry jumped out and ran for his life with Charlie running after him eventually catching him in the garden and pulling him to the grass pinning him down. Charlie gave Harry a gentle slap across the face then stood up pulling a laughing Harry. Seizing the opportunity Harry kissed Charlie then hugged him. Carrington stood on the terrace smiling, feeling a hand rubbing his arse he glanced seeing Conrad standing by him. "I am going to miss him" Conrad said sighing, "I have never seen him so happy". Carrington kissed him on the head "I promise not to hide him away here" he said. "You better not, we need to see each other" Conrad said, "It's a twin thing". Carrington smiled "A cosmic connection?" he asked slightly mocking Conrad. "Ha ha" Conrad replied looking at him, "Didn't someone say it was written in the stars?" he asked. Carrington put his arm around Conrad "They did, and it is. It is our destiny". "Good thing your better in bed than your cheesy phrases" Conrad replied chuckling. "Thanks, I think" Carrington said, "Assuming that was your way of complimenting me". Conrad shrugged and Carrington noticed that despite his happy front he looked sad "I suppose". Carrington hugged Conrad "I will look after him Conrad and make sure we visit". Conrad was an even bigger hit with Rico who kept calling him Charlie during their lunch at Barclay House. He and Jamal were completely stumped for words seeing the size of the palace as Jamal called it. Rico was in his element and when Jamal showed an interest in hearing about his award it opened the flood gates and Charlie had to sit through the ceremony on the home cinema again. All set to leave at 5pm Rico walked them to the door and told Charlie that they should all come over at the weekend for a dinner party on Saturday night. Charlie fumbled with the key in his hand "Rico thanks again for the car but I can't..." Rico stopped him "It is yours Charlie, if you fight me on it I will buy you something bigger". Charlie shook his head and smiled kissing Rico on the cheek "Thank you" he said. Rico smiled "I will invite Alberto for dinner on Saturday since you got on so well" he said. Charlie chuckled "Yeah that would be nice" he replied, "Your nemesis" he chuckled. Rico laughed hugging Charlie "For that I will buy you something else". "No you won't" Charlie said reprimanding him, "I told Mason I won't be bought". Rico laughed and stood at the door waving them off and already planning Saturday night in his head. Charlie watched Rico through the rear view mirror and listening to his brother and Jamal talking loudly about how much fun they had. The gates of Barclay House opened allowing Charlie on to the main road and the quick drive back to Carrington's, he knew all his decision had been right and felt an enormous sense of relief washing over him. By Saturday they all headed over to Carrington's parents having been invited to spend the night to allow Carrington and Charlie to have a drink and fully relax. Even Mason was more relaxed and as soon as he found out that Conrad was a horticulturalist and Jamal was in training he had them out in the gardens for several hours talking plants. Thankfully this evenings dinner party was less formal than the award one, still everyone dressed up a little and arrived in the great room for drinks at 7pm. The muted happy conversations interrupted by the loud Latin voice of Alberto announcing his arrival before he even got to the doors. Flinging them both open in true actors entrance style he stood there laughing loudly. Carrington and Charlie for some reason applauded him on a magnificent entrance before he was introduced to the rest of the British invasion party. It was the first time Alberto had seen identical twins close up then proudly announced he knew who was who from their eyes alone. Carrington proceeded to introduce him to Harry, Adam and Jamal then on to Dexter. "Alberto this is Dexter or Dex" Carrington said. Alberto looked straight in to his eyes. "Alright" Dexter said in his suave deep voice. "Alberto or Albe" Alberto said, "Un hombre desde mis suenos" he said shaking hands. Dexter raised an eyebrow "Don't get that mate" he said unable to take his eyes of Alberto. "Oh never mind, can I kiss you on the cheek?" Alberto asked still staring at him. Dexter smirked "No" he replied, "You can kiss me here" he said pointing to his lips. Alberto wasted no time and flung himself at Dexter kissing him squarely on the lips, they were both unaware that everyone had stopped to watch their big flirting show playing out. Suddenly Rico called for drinks and Alberto walked over to see Charlie and making a very clear point at looking over his shoulder to Dexter who was still watching him whilst talking to Adam. Rico helped Mason pour champagne cocktails "Poor Dexter" Rico said quietly and smiling. Mason chuckled looking at Dexter "You think Albe is going to move on him?" he asked. "Of course he will, or at least try it on" Rico replied opening another bottle. Mason stopped pouring "Should we warn him?" he asked looking at Rico. "Who Dex or Albe?" Rico replied smiling. Mason chuckled then went serious "I don't want Albe hurting one of Charlie's friends". Rico nodded in agreement. "I don't think he will ever find a lover" Rico said. Mason glanced at him "If I know Albe it is going to be quick to get it out his system one". Rico bumped his shoulder against Mason's "Would you though?" he asked. Mason chuckled "Dex is seriously all man and quite rugged" he said dreamily, "Who wouldn't!". Alberto was a very good actor and played it cool all the way through dinner, he watched every move Dexter made and if there was ever a case of opposites attract it was played out across the dining table. Dexter had a type and that was Harry and Conrad looking guys, ordinary English lads who just happen to be very pretty with fabulous arses and slutty in bed. He had a raging hard on under the table, there was something about Alberto that had lured him in on first glance. Yes he was so far up his own arse in arrogance and pretence yet it was not a vile one that turned you away, it pulled you in and seductively once you looked in his eyes you was his. His body had a muscular solid state that had Dexter imagining ways of controlling him during sex, would he respond like Harry he wondered. His mindless wandering had him grinning thinking how Harry just laid there in a quivering mess after he had finished with him, even Conrad would lay on the bed wriggling. He then remembered the one night where he fucked Harry twice after being extremely horny, Harry was so lost in a world of eroticism, his body quivered so much he peed a little unable to control his bodily functions. The fingers snapped in front of his eyes and Dexter blinked leaving his thoughts behind and returning to the room and the loud conversation and laughing, Harry and Adam were staring at him giggling. "Where did you go?" Harry asked. Dexter looked at him and smiled "You really want to know?" he asked keeping his voice down. "Yes" Harry replied, "I mean it must have been good judging by the grin you had on your face". Dexter smirked and leaned in to Harry "The night you almost pissed yourself after I fucked you". Harry stared at him "That was not funny" he said seriously, "I nearly did it again last night". Dexter smiled "Yeah I saw the panic in your eyes" he said, "Con talked about getting you nappies". Harry chuckled "Fuck you" he said smiling holding his middle finger up. Dexter leaned forward and sucked on Harry's finger "Stop it" Harry pleaded giggling. "Behave you two" Conrad called out to them from across the table. Dexter looked at Conrad and winked. Already he was feeling the effects of way too much champagne and wine.

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I love fucking some little faggot up the ass while its on the phone with its boyfriend or girlfriend or even better when its on the phone with its mom or dad haha.

Met up with a couple guys on cl who had been fucking all morning long. The bottoms ass was loaded with cum. As soon as I was hard the guy who was fucking pulled out and I slid right in. All those loads making this hole nice and wet was amazing. Didn’t take long to blow my first load. I pulled out and used that cum as lube to keep my cock hard until it was my turn again. I came about five times. While the bottom was riding my cock one of the other tops starts fingering the bottom while I’m still inside him. He pulls his finger out and replaces it with his hard cock. That felt amazing feeling his head rubbing up and down my shaft while we were both inside the bottom. He shoots his load right on the underside of my head and I loose my load as well. Probably one of the best fucks of my life.

PART 4 -Dick in the alley and fresh jail dick: Derrick smiled, “FUCK – you a N-A-S-T-Y freak. I like that. Glad I ran into you and you take some good dick. You want some more?” After the big guy tore me up, I did not think I could take anymore and asked Derrick if we could just chill for a bit. “Yeah, no problem,” he said, and lit the pipe up for us both. I opened some of the chips and food we bought earlier and was still trying to get my head around the fuck the big guy had just given me. I had had a couple rough fucks in my life, but not in years. My ass felt so empty now, and while my head was saying time to head home (it was around midnight), the rest of my body was still craving dick and cum. As I ate, Derrick opened the pack of pills he bought at the liquor store, “Told you I plan to stay hard, so these will help. May not have much cum left, but don’t you worry. You will get more dick pounding that pussy - and this bull dick too.” I didn’t have the nerve to say no, so just nodded and finished eating. We sat around the table for a little while and Derrick lit the pipe again, took some more long hits, then said as I eagerly reached for the clouds he said, “Come on, get dressed, let’s take a walk.” A walk? Where the fuck would we walk? There was nothing around. We got dressed, I dropped the poppers into my coat packet, and followed Derrick out the door. I was surprised to see some people still around in the parking lot but figured with what had been going on at least in his room tonight, could imagine lots of shit going down in the rest of the motel. Derrick led the way towards the side entrance. We turned right, headed down a little hill, and saw several cars slowly driving back and forth. I asked Derrick about it. “Folks getting weed, buddy down at the bottom there hooks them up with that and other shit too. I want to see if he’s got some Special in, would love to see you on that shit getting some big dick.” So we walked a little further down the side street that had warehouses on both sides with the occasional alley in between the loading docks. As we got near the intersection Derrick stopped near the last alley, “Wait here a minute,” he said. I sat on the steps by the loading dock and waited. A few minutes later Derrick came back around the corner with another black guy. This dude looked young. More like a boy. He had dreds like Derrick, and about the same build but younger, maybe 19 or so. Derrick said, “This is Marcus, buddy of mine. Told him you been freaking with me and we needed some good Special shit. Told him he could fuck you if he wanted, give me a little discount or something.” I just nodded and sat there. Derrick and Marcus then stepped into the alley and Derrick said, “Come on, my man’s a working man here and got shit to do.” So I got up and followed them into the alley between the warehouses. Within 10 feet of the opening to the alley it was pretty dark and Derrick and Marcus stopped by a couple large piles of broken wood pallets. “Bend over,” Marcus said. I slid my pants down and bent over, placing my hands on the brick wall. It was a little cool that night, and I started getting goose bumps and my dick was not hard at all. But did not seem to bother Marcus as I heard him spit, felt him wipe some spit in my ass and around my hole, then heard him spit again. Marcus pushed his dick into me and I sighed in pleasure as it felt nice to have a hot poker in me again. What was it with these guys barebacking? No one asked about condoms – damn – not that I was complaining, but what had I been missing? His dick was about the same size as Derrick’s but not as wide. After the big guy’s rape-fuck this was a breeze. My ass was sore as hell, but I arched my back and pushed my ass out to meet him. “That’s nice,” he said, and kept pumping. I looked back and saw Derrick was standing a little further back, guess he was watching for anyone else. Marcus kept fucking and soon picked up his pace. “Damn,” Marcus said as he shot into my ass. He pulled his cock out and without being asked I turned around, got on my knees and licked him clean. “Good huh?” Derrick asked. Marcus said, “It’s OK, look here’s your Special, I got to get back to the corner.” I pulled up my pants and was sort of disappointed. Well fuck, he did not seem all that into it. I apologized as I didn’t want to disappoint Derrick for some reason. Derrick shook his head and said, “Fuck it, who cares what that youngin thinks. He shot his nutt, he gave me a discount for the Special, so we’re good.” We then walked back to the motel with my ass laying a trail of cummy-hole pheromones for any other top who might be hanging around. When we got back in the room Derrick lit the pipe for us again and got the high going and all thoughts of anything except flying higher in the puffy clouds vanished. “You know earlier? I liked hearing you cry out. Made me horny as fuck, you know? And damn, seeing your hole all red and swollen after my man raped it. Let me look at it again,” Derrick said. I took my pants off and bent over as he sat at the table. He ran his fingers around my hole, probing at it, sticking one, then two fingers in. I pulled away a little. “Still nice and red, here, taste Marcus’ cum,” as Derrick held out his fingers, glistening with gobs of cum, tinged slightly pink. I slurped on his fingers and he moaned. “Hmm, yeah like it when I hear that hole being hurt, sounds of a good pussy, and gets me so fucking hard, bend over.” I bent over the side of the bed, Derrick stepped to the window and pushed the curtains back even a bit further, slid his pants down, got behind me, and slammed his dick – dry – into my ass. It resisted and he pushed harder, scraping my insides as he pushed in. “Like that? Feel that hurt? Let me hear you cry, Hmmm….” Derrick said as he fucked. Then he started like the big guy did, pulled all the way, slammed through the outer ring, pulled out and did it again. He was not as big, but I was still sore, so it burned and I whimpered and cried out a little each time. “Yeah, make it hurt, hmmm.” Derrick did that for a few minutes then pulled out. Damn – he didn’t cum. “You sure you still want some more?” Derrick asked. I gave him a look of, “You really need to ask me that?” Derrick chuckled, rubbed his still stiff dick and said, “Alright, think I know where I might run into something. Going to see who’s around down the road a bit where some folks hang, got any more cash on you? But first, here.” Derrick grabbed the pipe, put in some fresh rock and lit it up. He got dressed, grabbed his keys and left. It felt strange trying to smoke the pipe by myself, and instead I opened a beer, sat on the bed, pulled the blanket over me and watched TV. Derrick was gone about half an hour and I was starting to sober up and feel tired as the rock did not last, but then I heard his keys in the door and he came in, followed by another guy. This guy was about Derrick’s size and about same age I guess. He had on just a t-shirt with a basketball logo, which seemed strange since it was not really warm out. Derrick said, “My man here just got out of DC jail yesterday. He was hanging out down off 5th Street and he’s looking to warm up, freak and make a little something. I gave him your $40 and told him what I wanted.” With that the other guy said “Hey, what’s up?” I almost laughed, I assumed he knew what was up, but said, “Just having fun – you?” Derrick lit up the pipe, handed it to the new guy, then to me, then he took a few hits. He passed it around again and then back to me. We were out of Coke, so Derrick handed the new guy some change and asked him to go grab a couple from the soda machine up near the front. The guy left the room and Derrick said, “I made him show me his dick first, he’s got a big one, not as big as the other one, but big, so you gonna feel it. He said he only fucks fags for money, so that’s why I had to give him the cash, OK? OK. He’s gonna do what I like, so you open up again, here take some more hits.” I had just finished up a hit when the guy knocked, Derrick let him in, and offered him the pipe. “You ready?” Derrick asked, I nodded yes, and the new guy took off his sneakers, his t-shirt, and his pants. Very nice body, total v-shaped torso, a few cool tattoos, and a nipple ring in his left nipple. Woof! His dick was already hard. I got doggy style on the bed and moved the bottle of lotion beside me. “No,” Derrick said, “Move down a little so I can watch, and no lotion, just want him to use spit to fuck you, you cool with that man? Like we talked about?” The new guy said, “Sure,” and I hit the poppers and braced for it. He was not as large as the big guy, but still a pretty big dick, and while my ass was open and used, my outer ring still resisted his first push. This time there was no mercy, he forced through my outer ring, passed the second and was balls deep. I yelped really loud and swore even louder knowing Derrick wanted that, and when I did the new guy slapped my ass and said, “SHUT UP FAGGOT.” What the fuck? Derrick then started in with his evil mouth, “Yeah man, rape that faggot ass, make that hole bleed man, rape that faggot and show him who’s in charge, fuck it HARD!” The new guy then started slapping my ass hard, alternating hands, as he pushed his dick in so I could feel his low hanging balls slap my ass and then pulled it all the way out before he slammed it back through the hole. Again, I felt like my ass was being torn, it was so dry, and every time I yelped or cried out he would slap my ass harder and say, “SHUT UP FAGGOT!” Derrick kept urging him on, “Rape it, rape that white pussy for me, make that pussy bleed, come on now, slap it, fuck it, hurt that faggot!” The new guy obeyed and continued to tear me up and slam my ass, which was stinging from his hits, but at the same time was turning me the fuck on! HIS SLAPS ON MY ASS PICKED UP, AND THE NEW GUY SAID, “FUCKING FAGGOT, TAKE MY CUM!!!” AND HE SHOT HIS LOAD. His pace slowed, but did not stop, as he continued to work his cum up my ass with his still hard dick. After several minutes of digging around in me, he slowly pulled out, reached down, lifted my left leg, and flipped me onto my back. He scooted me back further onto the bed and crawled up on the bed, lifted my legs, and positioned his dick to go back in. Derrick said, “Alright man, how about another hit?” The new guy said, “No, I ain’t done.” His dick had softened just a little so with my legs up against his shoulders he jacked his cock a few times, it got harder, and he guided it back into my ass. DAMN! That angle hurt more than doggy style, as he forced it balls deep, then slowly pulled up, then pushed back, up, then back. He leaned forward even more, wrapped both arms around my shoulders and neck and pulled me into him as he jack fucked my ass like a fucking rabbit. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed tight, holding on for the ride, and I could only grunt and moan as his raw dick continued to make my hole open for him. The new guy then started to kiss my neck, then moved to kiss me full on the mouth with his tongue, which surprised me, and Derrick even more. “Alright man, OK, enough, come on, let me get some now, come on.” The new guy slowed, filled my mouth with his spit, kissed me on the lips hard as he pulled away, then eased his dick out of my ass. Derrick was right there, put my legs up, and slammed his dick in where the new guy had just been, working the new guy’s cum into me. He leaned down on top of me as he fucked, “Fuck yeah, bleed that pussy, mmm, tear it up for this nutt.” I could not see the new guy, but Derrick did not fuck long at all. He soon pulled off, sat in the chair, and as I sat up saw the other guy was sitting in the other chair with the damned cutest smile. Derrick offered up the pipe, so we all took a few hits and sat there a bit. Derrick got up to use the bathroom and the new guy stepped over to me, bent down, and started kissing me again real sloppy. “He wanted me to fuck you like that you know? I need the money, so hope I didn’t hurt you.” I said, “No, not at all. I’m good – really. It felt fucking amazing!” He smiled again and said, “You liked it?” I rolled my eyes, damn tops can be thick sometimes, “I LOVED it - A LOT! You got an amazing dick and when you kissed me I just wanted you deeper and deeper and having your raw dick stretch me out felt just…just...OH DAMN GOOD! I don’t care how you fuck me – rough, wild, nasty - as long as I get your nice black dick in my ass.” He laughed a little, kissed me some more with his tongue trying to get down my throat and was trying to rub my ass as he said, “What? You don’t want my cum too? Put your legs up.” I laid back and he quickly had my legs up and his dick buried back in my ass and his tongue down my throat again. “Can I see you again? You got a place? I want to see you?” he asked as he pulled away a little, looked into my eyes, and gave me that wicked cute smile again. I totally melted and I shook my head yes and then we heard the toilet flush. I pushed the guy off me a bit and tried to reach for a pen and paper that was on the rickety nightstand. I couldn’t get it, but he grabbed it for me and as the sounds of Derrick finishing up got louder I quickly wrote my phone number down and handed him the paper just as the bathroom door opened and Derrick stepped out. The guy fisted the paper in his right hand as I dropped the pen and he began fucking me again and in between his passionate kisses I whispered I wanted his cum. “Fuck man, ain’t what we agreed to. Get off,” Derrick said. The new guy kissed me one last time, taking his time before he pulled away, and stood up. Derrick reached into his pants, “Here’s your $40, think it’s time you go.” The new guy said, “Alright, chill old man, but I think your boy here wants some more cum and look – no extra charge. I’m still raring to go and can breed it good.” Derrick sounded angrier now, “Get dressed,” and got up in the new guy’s face. With that the new guy got dressed, looked around Derrick’s shoulders at me one last time, winked, smiled, and left. Derrick seemed pissed and I didn’t know why. He locked the door, came over, pushed my legs back and slammed in. “Fucking pussy, you’re mine tonight, now beg for this black nutt, beg while I bleed that pussy.” Derrick pushed my legs back as far as he could and rough fucked me. He was grunting, groaning, and sweating now with every thrust. “TAKE MY NUTTT!!” he said as he slammed the last time into my ass. He shivered and his dicked pulsed, and he yanked it out, dropped my legs, then laid on the bed beside me. So, cum tally at the end of part 4 of fun at the seedy motel: 1 load in my mouth when I sucked Derrick in his car, 5 loads in my ass from Derrick in his hotel room, 2 loads in my ass from the tall guy who had watched through the window then joined in 1 load from the big guy who raped me 1 load from Marcus in the alley 1 load from the guy just out jail

I'll take all I can get. I use the ones I find in cruising areas.

I love loads up my ass! Was turned to raw sex by an older over when I was 18. Prior to that i had always been safe sex. He gave me my first hit of poppers and the high was so heavenly! When I asked for another hit, he said ONLY if I let him fuck me raw. I was still very new to the scene at the time and no idea how easy it was to purchase a bottle of poppers. I was such a dumb slut, I quickly agreed and spent a night in popper heaven as he filled my ass with load after load of cum. He had a really thick heavy cum as I recall. Between the high and the sensation of his raw oiled cock up and asshole, I was in pig heaven. It wasn't until after he finished fucking me that he told me how easy it was to get poppers...smh. For about a year, poppers or no poppers, he fucked me bareback! He even shared me with two of his uncles. I'd spend weekends bent over just barely able to catch my breath. As on cock slid out, the next cock was shoved in.