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Part 3 I still had so much cum inside me I went to the bathroom and hopped in the shower and as I was cleaning some cum dropped to the shower floor, I got out and dried off and then found a new jock strap, it was one I got as a gift as the others were not clean. It was purple and read slut for dick. Maybe they would not notice writing on the band or the front. I had no idea what they were going to do with me, but I was horny again for some reason. I have never been this sexed before in my life, I think I like it I thought to myself as I got everything around and cleaned up a little. I rushed back to the computer and looked for an email from my buddy. I could not find one but opened another that said read “No dick tonight” at the header. I opened it and it read, the wives are getting pissed and we can not come tonight. Be ready the same time tomorrow. I was disappointed, here I was sitting there upset they were not coming when I wanted to cancel them all day. I thought now what. I went back to the emails. There was another from that hot Poz guy, he emailed and said he just wanted to jack off with me make out if I was comfortable and play with my hot hole. He would bring some lube and a vibrator and a couple other toys. I loved his hot body and those tatted sleeves, and I emailed him back and said yea I would be up for that. When are you thinking? He emailed straight away and said tonight? Sure, your place or mine? He said he was already on the road and it would be better at my place. I sent him the address and I watched him to open the email and then he responded, be there in five minutes. You are close. I panicked a bit but there is noting to worry about. I put on some shorts and a t-shirt and a few minutes later there was a knock at the door. I opened it and Fuck; I had no idea how hot he really was. He had the most beautiful face, with some scuff and deep blue eyes. I stammered and tried to invite him in and finally got out nice to finally meet you and come in. He did and he headed to the sofa and sat down after dropping his bag. He smiled at me and told me come sit with him and I walked over and sat next to this hot fucking man and he leaned in and kissed me. He started off soft and then grabbed my head and tongued my mouth and broke off after a few minutes and I was dizzy and my hear was pounding. This guy can kiss, he said now I want to see that sweet ass of yours, stand up and drop your shorts and show me that little butt of yours. I hesitated and he leaned in and kissed me again, then he said I will keep my clothes on you do not need to worry. I hot up and stood in front of him and slide down my pants and showed him my ass in that purple jock. Fuck, I forgot I hat that on, he just said there is that beautiful ass. He reached out and grabbed my ass checks one in each hand as he spread my checks and exposed my fuck hole. I knew you had a beautiful fucking hole boy; he leaned in and licked my hole, and I made my entire body shake and then he stuck his tongue in my hole. I moaned and shook some more and then he pulled off and said get on the sofa and show me your ass boy. I did and he dove back in and tongue fucked my hole and make me moan like a bitch. After ten minutes I was so fucking horny, and he told me to lay on the sofa on my back and I did. I watched as he undressed and exposed that beautiful huge thick dick of his. Still okay jacking my dick, I quickly said yes. He came over and put is dick right above my head and I started to jack him as he pulled my legs up and went back to eating my hole. I jacked his big dick and could not help but lick the base of his thick cock and eventually I licked his balls as he moves forward, he just kept eating my hole and he soon had his ass at my mouth, and I licked his hole, and he pressed his ass back so I could eat his hole. I tongued him and at it, then he finally broke free and said eat my hole boy as he moaned and spread his checks for me. He repositioned himself and he went back to eating my hole and it was harder to tongue him, but he moved his dick back further then when he stated. I licked the shaft and he move it further and now the head was right above my mouth. I could see he was leaking precum. I did not want to suck his poz cum, but I did really want to suck his dick. I gave in and just licked the head of his thick cock. It tasted amazing, weird as it was. I had gone to far I thought and then another drops of cum beaded up on his slit and I licked it off again. I licked and gave his head a tongue bath and he pressed his dick down and I opened my mouth and swallowed what I could of that beautiful dick. He let me suck him for five minutes and then said time for a new position. I got up and told me to sit up and then he sat next to me and leaned in and kissed me. When he broke, he went to his bag and got out a little vibrator. It was round and seemed to have a flange on the end and he lubed up it up and told me to lift my legs and he lend lubed my hole and the vibrator and worked it inside me and turned it on. I immediately started to moan as he rubbed my chest and stomach. Then he leaned in and kissed me, I melted as my hole spasmed and he make me want more of him. I knew we could not fuck but I was really getting tempted. This went on for five minutes he then turned off the vibrator and worked it out of my hole and told me to keep my legs lifted and he began to finger and play with my hole. I moan as he kissed as he pulled his fingers out and jacked his dick and then put them back inside me and this went on for four or five minutes. I did not realize that he was jacking his dick right over my hole and putting all the precum on my hole and sliding his fingers inside me. I could only focus on this man kissing me, he felt so amazing. He pressed his dick head at my hole. I could feel it, he nestled the head between my ass lips and let his cock leak inside me. I tried not to move, if I did, he may slip inside me. I should have realized he was pre-lubing my ass and he knew all along he was going to fuck me and dump his load inside me, but I still thought we were playing by the rules. He broke off the kiss and moved to kissing and sucking on my neck and I took a deep break, and my hole opened a bit and his head snugged inside me. The tip was slightly inside, and I knew I should tell him to stop and he pressed a bit, and his head slide halfway inside me, fuck I knew I should aske him to pull out, but I pulled him a little bit forward because it was supper uncomfortable and he pressed his dick an inch inside me. His head was all the way inside me now. He senses I was tightening up and before I could aske him to pull out, he kissed me on the lips and made out with me as he pressed his big dick further inside me. I moaned in his mouth as he slow fucked me with tiny movements and pressed even deep inside me. I put my hands on his chest and pressed to give him the message to pull out, but he pressed it all the way inside me and fuck I felt so full. It was amazing and my hand relaxed on his chest and he started to slowly fuck me as he continued to kiss me. He broke off after ten minutes and grunted in my ear, I knew he had just cum inside me. I felt totally defeated, I knew better but for some reason my dick was rock hard. He grabbed me with his dick still inside me and lifted me up and repositioned me, so he was behind me on the sofa holding me with his dick still inside me. Fuck that is one hot pussy he said. I knew I should pull off him and try to get his cum out of me, but he just held me and rubbed my chest and stomach with his hands. I was laying there with a huge poz dick inside me and it was rock hard, he would flex it ever occasionally, so I knew he was still hard and telling myself this was totally fucked up, but I was paralyzed. I loved that big dick so much and he felt so good. I had not had anyone kiss me like that in forever and touch me like he loved me. He started to slowly pump his dick and after a few minutes he was fucking me, and I just moaned as he whispered that he loved my ass and ten minutes later he shot another load inside me. He held me tight and told me he loved my hole so much; your cunt keeps sucking my dick like you never want me to leave boy. I thought about that and I have always wanted a big dick guy like him to be my boy friend so maybe I am trying to keep his dick inside me, probably just an involuntary response to his hot dick. He stroked me more and asked if he could spend the night, my head said no but out came Yes, I would love that. He told me to gently pull off his dick until your hole closes around my head boy, I pulled off as he held my hips and my hole closed slowly as his head popped out of my hole and then we both got up and wen to my bedroom. He told me to get up on the bed on all four with my face in a pillow and he would be right back. He went and grabbed his bag and brought it in. I heard a canister open and then it felt old and wet on my hole. I tenses up but he started kissing my ass check as he fingered my hole and I moaned. He slides one and then two inside me, my ass pushed back on his fingers and he whispered, I knew you loved ass play boy, I wondered how but did not care how he knew. He grabbed some poppers and slide them to me, and I uncapped them and hit the poppers and soon he had three and then four fingers inside me. I started panting and moaning and then I heard him spray something and he passed me a rage and told me to put it in my mouth and breath and I did and nearly blacked out. I later found out it was impact and while I was coming in and out, he twisted and pressed his fist inside me. I moaned and squealed as he fisted my hole and after ten minutes, I shot a load in my jock and he pulled out and shoved his dick inside me and fucked me for a couple more minutes and shot his load in me. He told me it was time to sleep as he cleaned up my ass with a towel and washed his hands. He came back to bed and held me and whispered in my ear he wanted me to be his boy. I whispered back I would love that. When I woke up around four in the morning, I knew this was a mistake, what the fuck had I done is I could think and knew I needed to get his cum out of me. He felt me move and grabbed me and held me then I felt his fingers at my hole, and he started fingering me again. He grabbed lube and lubed up my hole and then slide his rock-hard dick inside me. I moaned and pressed back on it. He fucked me for fifteen minutes and shot yet another load inside me. He kissed my neck and told me that he had to go but he would be back at midnight and he wanted to find me on the bed the say way. I knew I had company coming the straight guys, but I told him I would as he got his back and left. I got up after he left and got on the computer to find out if I could take something for exposure to HIV. PeP, that is what nurses and doctors take. I sent off an email to an online doctor to see if I could get a prescription and then went to read my other emails.

Part 2 I woke up the next morning my ass was so sore, but I was still horny. I had to shit, it hurt like a mother, but my dick got rock hard. What the fuck was that I thought, all this cum came out of me and I thought dude you cannot do this again. This is fucking crazy but there I sat with a huge hard one and I hit the shower and it finally came down. I went off to work and found myself looking at guys hands, I had never paid attention to them before and wondering what they would feel like. There were several that I knew I would never be able to take but Jonny the security guard station had beautiful long fingers and lean hands and tatted sleeve on his right arm that make me get a chub in the lobby. I tried to ignore him, but he was so tall and beautiful I was rock hard in no time but made it to my desk to calm down. Seriously, I am not into getting fisted it was a one-time thing. I am also not a bareback cum dump I had to keep reminding myself all day. I had made my mind up I was going to hit up my buddy and tell him it was great but it as not for me. No more. I worked the rest of my day and missed Jonny on the way out. I did not want him to get my mind racing again and I headed home to cancel tonight. I got home and went straight to my computer and when opened the website I was flooded with emails. Holly fuck, I have never had more then two anytime I signed on and there was something like 15. I opened the first one and it had a well-defined tatted guy with a sleeve on both arms and a huge dick with piercings at each nipple. I could not believe how hot he was, I looked at his stats and he was 27 6’1 170 with 9 uncut inches and then I saw he was poz. I could not believe this beautiful man was poz omg. His email said he knew I liked big dick and he wanted to get with me and breed my ass. No fucking way I thought, how the fuck could he know. I emailed him back and thanked him and told him I only fucked with neg guys. He replied, what if I do not cum inside you. I though what the fuck! I emailed him and said thanks but that will not work. I was looking at his pics and horny as fuck. I finally closed the email and went to the next one. Another young guy, he was big and muscled, 29 6’ 200 pounds of solid muscle with his big thick 8” dick posted. Omg I wanted to suck his big dick and lick the precum off, his post mentioned nothing about status but gave his stats. Hey pussy boy, if you are free this week I am in town and want to use your ass. Let me eat that little cunt and then fuck you like the whore you are. I read it again, in so many ways it was a disgusting email, but it made my dick even harder. I knew I should not even email him back, but I could not help myself. I told myself it was just to be nice but knew deep down I wanted him in the worst way. My email read, I need my boy pussy used sir, I am so horny for you sir. I had read a lot of hot stories where guys talked like that. He responded with I just want your ass, no talking boy. You are a whore to be used, understand? I emailed him yes Sir. I am free in 30 minutes where are you and have the fucking cunt up in the air, head down and blindfolded waiting for me. Panic flooded me, I wanted to say now but for some reason I could not. I emailed him back my address and told him I understood. I told him to knock, wait five seconds and head in the door would be open. I rushed to the shower and cleaned up and out and then back to the computer to make sure he had not emailed. While I was waiting, I went back to that hot poz guy, he had such a hot body. I saw an email come in and it was that hot muscled guy and he said he just parked and that I need to be in place. I emailed back and confirmed and got in place with my blindfold on. The door opened and he came over to ass and felt it. I hard a belt and the dropping of clothes. I heard him say hot little whore, I felt his fingers on my ass and hole and then his tongue, I though it was his tongue. I hard something in front of me and then he lifted my head and said open your mouth slut. Fuck there were two guys in here, I did and as I started to ask who his dick slide into my mouth and I was suddenly gagging on his thick dick. The guy as my ass eat my hole and I moaned on his dick and soon I was over been upset he did not tell me. This guy loved eating ass, he pushed my legs forward and tongue fucked my hole like no tomorrow. I am fucking loving this is all I thought as I gagged and slobbered all over that big dick in my throat. This went on for ten minutes and then he said, whore get on your back with your legs in the air. The guy eating my hole let up and I turned over and put legs up for the guy to eat my hole at a different angle. The muscled guy told me to get ready to eat his ass. It had been a long time since anyone had made me eat their ass, my ex did one night but it was not my normal thing. For some reason, this guy it seemed hot as he sat on my face and I licked and tongued his hole and I heard him start to moan while the other guy fingered my hole with some lube he must have brought, I had forgot to put some out. There we go, fuck I love this dude’s finger in my ass. That is a good whore, tongue daddy’s ass, eat my shit hole boy. I could not help but moan as the fingers worked my ass. Then the hot guy pulled his ass off my mouth and told me to open wide and he slide his dick in me making me gag and the other guy slide his dick inside me. I tried to feel his dick to see if he had a condom on, but my muscled dad held my arms above my head where he had them pinned before as he fucked my throat as the guy fucked me for ten minutes till, he came and got up and dressed and left. The muscled guy pulled out of my mouth and I started to ask him if they were clean and wore a condom but before I could finish, he told me to shut the fuck up and eat his ass again. I started to eat his hole again and I was really getting into it. The told me to spread his checks and what a good ass eater I was. He was moaning and I thought I heard the door again, but I kept eating his hole and then I felt hands. I wandered if his buddy was back and my legs were lifted, and I heard muscle man say keep eating my hole you little whore. I felt a bigger dick at my hole, and he slide slowly in stretching me as I ate that man’s hole. My muscle man pressed his ass down on my tongue and moaned and told me I was he new ass eater for the week. The big cock fucked me for what seemed like forever and then he grunted as he shot inside me and stayed inside me. My muscle god said good boy, tongue my hole I am about to fuck you. The guy inside me gently pulled out and my muscle god lifted and told me to open my mouth and I thought he was going to slide his dick inside again but the guy who had just fucked me slide his dick in as I stated my ass and cum as his dick went down my throat still rock hard. It was all happening so fast and he was so forceful it was hot as fuck, but I knew I should not be doing this, but it was too late. I could not say a word and I had a huge dick down my throat and muscle man pressed his thick dick at my ass lips and pressed all the way in fast and it hurt like fuck and I groaned but with the dick down my throat you could not hear much. The guy down my throat liked it and told muscle man to do it again and he pulled all the way out and let my hole close and then shoved it back in harder than before. Fuck that hurts and I grunted on the guys dick again and muscle guy did it four more times and then fucked like a piston and shot his load in me. I knew after the guy with his dick in my throat that none of them used condoms and I had just taken three loads. The guy in my throat fucked my face for a minute and shot another load down my throat and then pulled out and left me and muscle god with his dick still inside me. Here I was with a load down my throat and three in my ass and this hot guy inside me still, blindfolded not knowing what was next. He spoke and said, you are a better whore than I expected you to be. I will be back at midnight, be ready to eat my hole. Door open be right here as I first found you and with your blindfold on, I am going pull out of your ass and you are going to clean off my dick. I will get ready and leave but you are to stay put and leave the fucking blindfold on until I leave. Do you understand? I could not say a word and then he hit with his fist on my chest and said you understand whore. I said, yes Sir, I understand. With that he pulled out and fed me his cock and spit on my chest and got dressed and left. I got up and looked at the clock, shit I never cancelled the guys.

When I wake up the next morning I feel a large butt plug in my ass and the beg is soaking wet. I removed the plug with some bloody cum dripping out and my body is one ball on hurt . When Dad walks in he looks at me then the bed, he feels my forehead and say boy you are burning up. Dad tells me to put on some cloths which is nothing more than shorts spandex shirt with sandals. I get on the bitch seat of Dad's motorcycle and grab on for dear life as Dad never drives slow but as FAST as he can weaving in between cars and missing them by inches. We get to the Hospital then Dad tells me what to say when they ask me questions. I get inside the receptionist what is wrong, I'm have fever and not feeling well joints aches with my inside feel like they are falling out. The nurse tells me to take off my cloths then put on this gown and lay in the bed. This good looking Doctor comes in then tells the nurse something. The nurse comes in with a syringe so they are going to give me a slam but they are just taking my blood. The Doctor comes back and ask me to get on the scale, he ask what have I been eating, as a male like you at 5ft 9 should be 155 LBS. not 115LBS. as you are just skin and bones. I get back into bed and the Dr. tells me to get on my side as he spreads my ass cheeks he is chuckling. Are you Gay: Yes Have you been using IV drugs: yes What drugs: Meth, GHB, Weed, K. Have you been have sex with out a Condom: Yes When did you start having anal sex with men: 4 weeks ago I see by the needle marks on your arms you have been using a lot of drugs: Yes Well I have some bad news for you as the blood work came back that you are HIV Positive, your body is converting so this is why you are so sick. We will make you as comfortable as we can, but you are not alone as many men come to Palm Springs and get involved with a group on men and see a young boy like you then get them high and Poz them. I spent 5 days in the hospital and every day the Doctor came to visit me then turn me on my side and look at my ass hole, he started to make comments about what well gap hole so you really like getting fuck as he smiles at me and I reply YES I do. Before I left he gave me the speech about having safe sex and use condoms gives me some pills to get me undetectable. I call Dad to pick me up when he shows up I show him the pills and he throws them away as they are shit as he needs me Poz as we are going to Sam place. Again I get that ride from hell on Dad's bike. Sam is in his last 60s with many tattoos but the ones on his arm are like they have on a ruler . Dad says I want 3 temporary and his nipples pierced, the POZ letters are over my dick, the scorpion is by my left nipple on my back is a Bio-Hazard. Sam I laughing as he is putting the letters POZ my dick is rock hard and in the way, Dad says well what do you expect from a freshly tested POZ cum dump, Sam ask when can I get to use your Son. I have some video projects for him as he looks fanatic for POZZING Videos. We get home and the place is packed as Dad takes me into the room, on the bed is this Twink who see me and says is he the one who is going to POZ me?

It's a different set of guys now that I'm older. I prob get about the same, really. I also try and stay reasonably fit too, so that has an effect on it. The big difference for me these days is the quality of the play as opposed to the quantity. I have better sex in my 40s than I ever did in my 20s. I have much more of an open mind, and there's always a plus to being more experienced.

So I have an uncle who is only 4 years older than me who has been feeding me his load and fucking me since I was 12. He considers himself straight, and is now married and has kids. It started one day when he was babysitting me and my brother. My dad worked down state, and was only home on the weekends, while my mom waited tables at 2 different restaurants. At first it was just me sucking his dick, which was very thick, and his Bush smelled like heaven. He taught me everything about giving head that year. One day when my brother was at my grandmas house, he decided it was time for us to fuck. His 16 year old dick felt so good in my tight virgin hole, that was when I knew I was always meant to be a bottom. I didn’t think it was possible, but I think I fell in love with my uncle when I was growing up. I always felt huge pangs of jealousy every time he brought a girlfriend home. He still fucked me every chance we could get, but I was still jealous. This would continue until I finished college, while he was married, and I would date various men, and moved away from home. After college it happened just once or twice a year, when visiting my parents, and extended family until I married my now husband of 3 years. Flash forward to this Christmas, when I went to Virginia to visit my parents, leaving my husband at home alone, because they don’t get along. My uncle was there, he and his wife are getting a divorce, and it was like I was transported back to being a kid. We’ve both put on a few pounds, but my lust for him was as strong today as it was when we were kids. After my parents went to bed, I snuck down to my parents basement, where my uncle has been staying and we started where we left off. We kissed, and my knees were weak, we ripped each other’s clothes off, and I devoured his dick, and he did something he’s never done before—ate my ass. Ate my ass like he ate his ex’s pussy, and it made me so wet. He used spit, so we could be as intimate as ever, and my whole body got goosebumps as he slid his dick in me. We fucked for an hour, until he couldn’t hold his load back anymore, and blew it in me. We lay there, me resting my head on his chest, and I think I fell in love with him again. We continued to fuck during my stay until I left back home. My husband and I just finished fucking, and all I can think about is him.

Part 1 - The Collector Everyone is out to get us, they hate us and what we stand for. Always remember that Sampson, our lives are so much better being free to roam and settle down wherever we like, whenever we like. It is what makes us unique, better together and stronger in protection. Never let anyone tell you that you are worthless and as you grow up learn to make your own mark on your travels and never let anyone stop you. Sampson smiled at the note his mother had written for him, he folded it up carefully and put it back n the black trinket box running his hand over the soft leather covering. It contained the note and 4 gold sovereign rings that were his mothers and she told him to look after them as they were valuable. His mother had been a formidable woman right until she passed away 6 years ago. He had been born out of wedlock and brought up by his mother until he was sixteen, the funeral was big by gypsy standards with groups of families descending from all over the country to pay their respects at the loss of one of their own. Traditions were always upheld so long as you were never casted out of your family or community, Sampson was only related to his mother's brother Devon and his wife and five children. They looked out for him but Sampson was doing just fine after being handed the caravan by his mother along with the 4x4. Today if you saw Sampson out in town you would never guess he was part of a gypsy community, he hated the bulky gold pieces of jewellery that was their sign of standing in the community and also the sometimes gregarious clothing. Instead he blended in perfectly as a five foot ten inches 22 year old, one thing Sampson did learn leaving his teen years behind was how much of a eye pleaser he was to girls and boys alike. The trimmed jet black hair framing an olive complexion that accentuated his soft facial features and the emerald green eyes that almost sparkled, in fact they did sparkle whenever he saw something shiny. His two talents if you could call them that was his slight of hand and the generous talented cock hidden away that stood eight inches when erect and if fully aroused and turned on could easily reach nine inches when balls deep, uncut and with adequate girth it was a pleasuring tool that he learnt to use with great effect and advantage. Sampson took care of himself and loved his slender body that was tightly packed with muscles like a finely tuned swimmer. He had the gift of the gab and used as the scout for cold calling on houses to get work that ranged from window or gutter cleaning to roofing and driveway paving. His soft deep voice and looks usually won the housewives over within minutes proving that he was a successful asset of his travelling community, he was slowly increasing his standing since many of them now relied on his sales for their work. No matter what though the cast of being a gypsy was something that could never been thrown off, he found that out the hard way on many occasions where people scoffed and looked down their noses. What humoured him was those people generally had nothing more other than a roof over their head and an education, he would often take pleasure in squashing those people with his words telling them that working for them would be beneath him then graciously apologising he would walk away. Back in his community Sampson had one cousin he was very close to in both age and build and a little flouncy so to say. Marlon would often pop over in the evenings with a couple of cans of beer and they would sit and talk endlessly for hours. Marlon was engaged to a girl called Rosie and the soul of discretion, he loved fooling around and often gave Sampson a blow job before leaving. A couple of times Sampson had fucked Marlon and one occasion he did him a little to hard, it was then he found a love of holding Marlon down and giving it to him good. One drunken evening he even let Marlon fuck him, whilst it hurt at first he found it to be a massive turn on being a bottom for once. Sampson never considered he was gay, after all he liked girls but couldn't be bothered with all the chit chat before banging them so he never really went out of his way to find one despite being a suitor for several of the girls in the community. After all when he was horny any appreciative recipient for his cock would suffice. During the cold dark January days Sampson had just turned 22 when the community arrived on the outskirts of Lyndhurst in the New Forest. Sampson drove his caravan on to the field and parked it up, he would only detach it from the 4x4 after a few days since there would be the usual outcry from the locals about them putting down illegally in the field. But when a gate was left open it was squatters rights until the owner could get an injunction and law enforcement arrived to move them on. Some owners would just come and speak to the community chief asking how long they would stay and if they kept the place clean they had no problem with them being here. Those owners were rare and usually only did it annoy other people in the vicinity. For now though it was a waiting game to see what would happen. Some of the places they set down in had specific areas set aside they could use as a way of preventing them from illegally setting up a commune. Sampson took his phone and set off in the biting wind to find some business. Unknown to him as he walked towards the housing estate his time here would be one he never forgot. After a normal day getting a few odd jobs to do he handed the details over to the chief who told him that the owners of the field had been kind enough to let them stay for 2 months. The only condition was not to leave anything behind, of course the chief assured the owner that despite other travelling communities they were at least responsible and took their rubbish to the tip. Sampson unhitched his 4x4 and offered to do the first tip run in the morning before he went out scouting for jobs. Sampson liked this place, it was a very pretty with the frost glistening off the gardens and the peaceful surroundings, it was an affluent area in some parts and he was hitting the houses in one of those areas today. Already getting a few jobs Sampson stood on the pavement sending the details by text to the chief with dates and times. Nick was out on his morning jog after hitting the gym and noticed the tallish young lad texting on his phone. Running past him the guy did not even look up from his phone making Nick step off the pavement on to the road to run past him. Naturally Nick looked back over his shoulder just in case, the guy was still texting so Nick turned the corner in to his road and headed for home to shower. Sampson put the phone back in his pocket and cupped his hands blowing in to them to warm them up before moving on. Nick stood six foot with mousey coloured hair and brown eyes, average looking but never short of guys due to his physique. A tower of strength at 24 years old with a pretty good muscular build but way off a six pack, an accountant by training that he did in his spare time privately, his real love was his day job working as a business manager for a car dealership a few miles away. His other profession as he called it was gifting, weather through chasers approaching him or stealthing, either way he didn't give a dam. As long as he got his load in some arse he was happy and it was always a bonus if he got loaded as well. He always made it clear to chasers that he would happily fuck them until they converted and then they were on their own as his job would be complete. He had been warned on his last visit to the clinic that he needed to think about going on meds soon before the virus started spiralling out of control. A decision that he had already made and accepted that his few years were nearly over as a gifter, he would start meds on his next visit in a months time whilst they would still give him a few weeks to get a few more guys knocked up. Most of his sexual activity took place in Southampton or Bournemouth areas, far away from where he lived so that he didn't have to run in to any of them again. He was also getting to the point in his life where he wanted something more stable and perhaps controlling his HIV might bring him some love, well if he was less picky he thought to himself, he was not desperate for love and one day he would find that person. One thing Nick loved trawling through was the social media application Flutter, it provided hours of amusement seeing all the desperate piggies posting and boasting about taking a poz dick or bragging about being a chaser. Refreshed and warmed up Nick put on some shorts and finished drying himself off. Sampson looked at the house and walked up the pathway, nicely kept garden he thought to himself approaching the door and knocking on the frosted window pane. Nick stopped drying his hair and stood listening and again heard the gentle knocking on the front door, with the towel in hand he walked down the stairs and cracked open the front door a little to see who was there. With most of his face hidden from view Nick smiled seeing the sexy stranger standing on his doorstep, almost too good to be true that the guy he had ran past was now standing there. "Morning boss, your guttering looks a bit clogged and loose" Sampson said glimpsing part of a face. Nick opened the door a little wider "And how did you come to that conclusion?" he asked. "Years of experience and I can tell by looking at it" Sampson replied confidently but amused. Nick laughed "Years of experience?" he questioned, "What are you 20?" he asked grinning at him. Sampson smiled "22 actually if you must know and yes I have years of experience" he replied. "Is that so" Nick said opening the door wider. "What do you want to do with it then?" he asked. He had deliberately opened the door wider to have a proper look at the guy and let him take a good look just in case he swung the right direction. Nick could tell straight away the guy came from the gypsy camp that arrived a few days ago, strangely though he was nothing like what he had seen before. The jet black hair was a giveaway along with the way he spoke, it was the eyes that drew him in though. A pure greenish colour that you could stare at all day in bewilderment. Sampson found his eyes wandering down the body in front of him quickly then back up to his face, sensing the guy was checking him out in a different way. He considered it for a brief moment and decided to see how things played out, after all his cock was twitching for some action. "Can do you a good price cleaning them out and securing them" Sampson replied going serious. Nick folded his arms trying to gauge the guy "With your years of experience?" he asked smirking. Sampson chuckled liking this guy "You want to test my experience?" he asked teasing him. Nick cocked his head to one side "Depends how much you scream when I test it" he replied. "I was talking about your guttering" Sampson said nodding upwards playing the game. Nick smirked again at him "I wasn't" he said clearly getting a subtle vibe from this guy. Sampson liked the guys cockiness and forwardness "So no interest in the guttering?" he asked. "Maybe" Nick replied leaning against the door frame waiting for the guy to make a move. Sampson rubbed his hands from the chilly wind "How do I change the maybe to definitely?" he asked. "Hmm" Nick smiled, "By feeling how comfortable my bed is when getting fucked face down?". He went for broke deciding they had been playing long enough and he was getting cold standing at the door only wearing shorts. He watched the guy get his phone out and turn it off then putting it back in his pocket. He stepped back a little unsure if the guy was about to hit him for being so upfront with his offer to fuck him. "It better be comfortable" Sampson said stepping inside pushing past, "I don't have long" he warned. Nick closed the door "It won't take long" he replied hinting for him to go upstairs. Sampson climbed the stairs a little nervous but glad to be in from the cold, looking up ahead of him he suddenly started second guessing himself. He had never been picked up on the doorstep, what was he thinking he said in his head and almost backing out. His feet though continued carrying him forward and up the staircase, I have done this before and well a fuck is a fuck and I need to empty my sack he told himself. Reaching the landing at the top of the stairs he waited and followed the guy in to the bedroom, Sampson wasted no time and quickly undressed kicking his trainers off and leaving his socks on. He climbed on to the bed and laid face down waiting. Nick whipped his shorts off and smiled thinking this was going to be such an easy pozzing, he reached over and grabbed the small bottle of lube and applied it down the crack of guy who gasped in surprise feeling the cold get pooling between his arse cheeks. He was already getting hard when he felt the bed move with the guy climbing on and pushing his way between his legs. Nick grabbed his already hard cock pulling the foreskin back then rubbed it between the soft cheeks of the guys arse coating the head of his cock with the lube and guiding it towards the hole. Sensing he found the entry point he pushed a little feeling the tightness and instantly knowing this was a guy who didn't get fucked much. Sampson gasped and tensed his body in a natural reaction, the feeling was much slicker and he seemed to cope better than when Marlon fucked him. He mustered all his effort to relax and not cry out from the pain, he could feel his arse opening wider the more the guy pushed his cock in. Something he had never experienced before since he was always juiced up on alcohol that must have numbed the pain. Nick was going as slow as he dared feeling the tightness gripping around his cock, it was proving a job to get inside this cute guy. Slowly but surely he was inching in and moved his hand away to allow his hips to take over driving his cock inside. He could feel the body tensing and relaxing each time he pushed more of his cock inside, breaking past the barrier the last four inches glided down deep inside. Sampson let out a whimpering groan his hands grabbing the duvet from the sharp pain then the body weight of the guy coming to rest on top of him. Sampson slightly raised his head 'Argh fuck' he said loudly feeling several deep strokes of the cock in slow succession, his arse suctioning on to the cock almost pulling it back inside. The strokes coming steady and continuous with Nick moaning softly enjoying the feel of the tightness gripping around his cock from every angle. Precum already seeping out coating the inside making Nick stop for a moment and wriggling his cock around, the body under him tensing again from this new feeling. Sampson felt amazing at the careful and delicate way the guy was fucking him, he never imagined he would enjoy this so much or even that his moans that came so soft and erotically was driving Nick wild and he was holding back from giving him an arse wrecker of a fuck. Nick pushed his hips down harder and ground at the arse and slowly he began to pick up the speed and drawing further back each time, the moans under him getting louder. The familiar jump of his cock signifying another bout of precum being released and with that his pushed down again grinding his cock, the body no longer tensing, it was all the indication Nick needed to know the guy was now receptive and prime for breeding. Nick leaned down and kissed the back of his neck catching Sampson by surprise. Intimacy was not on Sampson's agenda and he didn't really like that fact the guy kissed him, fortunately he was enjoying getting fucked so much he let him off. With his hips attached to the arse Nick moved in to breeding mode, balls deep he started slowly but quickly picked up speed using his hips to deliver the thrusting and lowering his body on top of the guy securing him in position to receiving his toxic seed. The familiar light tingle starting to build in his balls that tapped away at the arse with his thrusting. The tingling growing in intensity the moans under him coming quicker as if the guy knew it was about to happen. Sampson could feel the changes in the body laying on top of him, the cock relentlessly probing and fucking him deep inside causing him to react strangely by pushing his hips up meeting each thrust and relishing in the intensity of their sex. Sampson raised his head slightly moaning louder almost in pain as the cock stiffened even more. Nick suddenly groaned loudly and pushed his hips down harder than ever, looking ahead his face expressing his pleasure with what he was about to do. In his head he knew he was about to curse the guy under him and those thoughts shot from his head straight down in to his cock. Unable to hold his excitement back his cock pulsed gripped firmly by the guys tight arse at exactly the right moment, Nick let out short moans reaching his climax. The rush of toxic seed from his balls and along the shaft fired deep in to this sexy guy's body, his hips forcing the guy's arse down on to the bed to wait until he had finished breeding him. The air filled with Nick half grunting in the rush of wild excitement, desperately wanting to shout out that he was fucking him up for ever and infecting him, he was fighting it and kept his vocals down saying it instead in his head. Sampson grimaced and moaned at both pain and enjoyment until he felt the body of the guy dead weighting on to his back pinning him to the bed. Safely delivered and the guy was now inseminated deep the rest of the job was now up to his toxic seed to get to work. Sampson closed his eyes he could feel the hot breath wafting around his neck in perfect time with each painful deep thrust that continued long after the guys orgasm. Sampson oblivious to the act and unaware that the guy was deliberately pushing the seed deeper and rubbing it against his anal lining. The grinding was pushing Sampson harder against the bed giving the toxic seed time to seep deeper. A slight smile now adorning his face from the incredible pleasure he just experienced, Sampson now waited to be released but the guy showed no sign of wanting to take his cock out. Instead he continued with his slow grinding adding to the increasing pleasure Sampson was enjoying. Sampson felt the weight on his back easing then winced with the cock making its gentle withdrawal. Nick lifted off and pulled the arse cheeks apart and smiled in satisfaction, not a single drop had leaked out and no evidence of the arse just being bred. He rolled on to his back breathing heavily and happy at how perfect he had become at dropping off his poz load. Sampson kneeled up and grabbed the guys legs twisting him on this stomach since he now needed a turn to sow his oats. The guy moved easily in to position and Sampson straddled across aiming his cock and pushed, 'Wait' Nick called out stopping him 'put some fucking lube on first' he demanded. Sampson squirted a large dollop between the guys cheeks and threw the bottle on to the floor then aimed again, he rolled his eyes at the slickness and ease of how it entered. Nick looked back 'Jesus fuck how big are you?' he asked before throwing his head back down and moaning as Sampson pushed the entire length in deep until he was up to his balls. Nick was struggling to take the cock and was about to tap out from getting fucked and soon found out that the guy was not letting him have it all one way. Sampson rested his forearm across the shoulders effectively pinning him down. He was by far from aggressive but he certainly didn't want this guy slipping out before he got some gypsy baby juice up him. His deep strokes were erratic by any means but strangely Nick found it enjoyable since he never knew what was coming next. One thing was evident to Nick right now and that was this is an amateur fucking but it was getting the job done. Sampson was moaning in delight having his cock so deep inside someone that he couldn't stop himself and had to drain his nuts for fear he might explode. Leaning up above the guy his hips trying to copy what the other guy did rained down with fast hard thrusts. Without skipping a beat for almost five minutes Sampson carried on until his body tensed and he moaned loudly holding still releasing a large quantity of his cum in to the guy. Nick banged his legs on the bed moaning loudly clearly enjoying himself, the guy knelt up his cock still half buried in Nick's arse 'Needed that' the guy said before pulling the rest of his cock out. Sampson hopped off the bed and went to the bathroom and wiped his cock with some toilet paper. Nick rolled on to his back dazzled by what he just got from this guy, he was not experienced at fucking but when he found the stride he went for it and he was good. Sampson strode back in to the bedroom and smirked at Nick then started getting dressed. "When do you want your gutters done then?" Sampson asked putting his top on. Nick sat up "Tomorrow okay say 4pm?" he suggested. "Sweet, £50 should cover it" Sampson replied sitting on the bed putting his trainers on. Nick nodded "Better make a good job of it" he said putting his shorts back on. Sampson turned his head and smirked "I will come and collect the money tomorrow evening" he said. "I get back from the gym at 6pm" Nick said. Sampson stood up and put his coat on "6pm it is then" he said holding his hand out and knowing he was going to fuck him again. It felt a little weird after what they had just done but he shook it "Okay" Nick replied Sampson walked towards the door then turned "Oh and I am going to fuck you again" he said. Nick laughed and walked to the door "After I am done breeding you" he said moving in to kiss him. Sampson moved his head out of the way avoiding the kiss completely making it very clear that this was a point and fuck nothing else. Sampson walked down the stairs and out the front door closing it behind him. Nick just got the bottom of the stairs and walked in to the lounge watching him turning his phone back on and walking of without even looking back. Nick smiled 'You are getting more than just a fuck' he said to himself sounding smitten. In fact it turned out just that, Sampson returned six more times over the next four weeks to empty his sack. Little did he know that each time he got fucked he was getting another dose of toxic seed. Nick delivering each time with deep and deadly accuracy ensuring each time it was planted good and proper. He was finding this whole thing more curious every time they met and how it ran the same way, fuck and get fucked or the other way round depending how desperate the guy was to unload, the guy always turned up announced late in the evening with no small talk, it was undress and just do it then leave. The only thing he really wanted was for the guy to fuck him on his back so he could look in to those bewitching green eyes and kiss him passionately. Nick knew this was not how their meets were going to pan out and so he kicked back and enjoyed the flip fucking. Sampson was securing everything in the caravan for their move to Banbury and wiped his forehead feeling a little warm despite the cold weather. After arriving Sampson was laid up for several days with what he thought was either a bout of flu or him being worn down. As the weeks rolled along and they moved on to Cambridge he was laid up again for a week suffering similar symptoms, it passed and he went on about his life. Sampson had no idea he was was now HIV positive thanks for the numerous toxic loads he took from Nick. Using one of the fake ID's he went along to a doctors surgery who passed him off after some checks advising him everything looked okay. Normally he would just fight things off but for him to be ill twice in such a short space of time was unusual and he wanted to make sure there was nothing serious wrong with him. The doctor agreed to do some blood work and afterwards Sampson left the surgery completely forgetting he had given them false information and contact numbers. A few days later when the doctor was contacted with the results he straight away tried to get hold of the patient without success. The doctor looked the results over again concerningly since the virus was already showing 50k copies making him infectious enough to pass it on if he unprotected sex. Two things had changed within Sampson since his foray with Nick, one he was now infected and the second was how much he had enjoyed sex with a relative stranger, no questions, no conversation, no intimacy it was just exciting to do it on the spur of the moment. That night he downloaded one of the gay hook up applications and created himself a vague profile and slowly began trawling through profiles, he looked at their descriptions and pictures before going back to his own profile. Deleting it and creating a new one he called himself 'StraightFlipFuck' and in the description he typed 'Straight 22 year old hung and horny, quick discreet flip fucks no intimacy and no top only guys, versatile and bottom guys please'. He took a picture of his cock and posted it on the profile. He looked through the numerous pictures of his mother then reached under the bed getting the trinket box she had given him. Running his hand over the soft leather cover he suddenly smiled with an idea forming in his head. The Collector was born. To others he would be known as #PozThief a name he wouldn't know yet earnt it over the year to come.

It all started on my 22nd birthday, I had just broken up with my boyfriend after finding out he was seeing someone else on the side and put up a post on Adam and I started getting hits. My boy friend and I had fucked a few times bare when we were drunk but generally always used condoms; I put up a safe only post and showed my hot ass and body. I am lean and have a bubble butt that my bf loved! Standing all of 5’9 weighing 150 with a 28” waist I carried my weight in my ass I started to get lots of hits, and a few were tempting but in looking at their profiles most were either poz, undetectable or no answer. I did not respond to them but did run across a hot profile from a guy who post he was bi, just loved ass and had a gf. His file said he was neg and hung 9.5 with the most beautiful dick. I could not help myself, I had to hit him up. There was no response for about an hour and then he hit me back. He told me what a beautiful ass I had and thanked me for hitting him up. He never asked to fuck me or anything. I sent him another email and asked if he was looking and he responded with we are not looking for the same thing, I do not think you are into what I am. I hesitated and thought maybe he wanted to get fucked again and asked him straight out if he was looking to get fucked also? His response was fuck no, I am bi and have a gf and just love some hot boy pussy on the side. I just want a hole to fuck and unload in. I closed the email after reading it and thought, no you can not do that. I had to look at his pics a few more time and then emailed him back and said I normally only fuck with condoms, I have only ever barebacked with my ex-boyfriend, but I would take your big dick bare. I am waiting for what seemed like forever and then he finally emailed me and said that is good to know. Probably still more than you want to get into and all. I have some other straight and bi buds and we are looking for a regular bottom. We had a hot little bottom who serviced us, but he moved last month, and I have been looking for a new boy to take his place. Do not get me wrong you would be perfect, but it may be more then you are looking for. We just want a hot hole to use on the side. I read the email a few times and, in my head, I said no, this Is way too much and finally writing him back and said I would try it with him and if all went well, we could talk about his buddies. No response for thirty minutes and I knew he opened it. I followed up and said okay, I want to do it. How does it work? Five minutes later he emailed me and said the guy are only into anonymous, we do not want to marry you just want that hot pussy on our big dicks. We want to find you ass up and blindfolded and ready and we will lube you up and slide in and fuck you till we nut and leave. No talking unless spoken to and you will be nothing more than a hot ass for some big dick. Okay, lets do condoms okay, I emailed back. Right away he emailed me and said never mind boy, I told you, it was not for you. I emailed him back and told him I would be ready in 20 min and sent my address and that I will take it bare and be ass up on sofa in the living room, blindfolded. He emailed back and told me I was a good boy, that I liked hearing, and that when his buddy arrived, he would knock and wait five sec and head in, and I should be ready. I asked if he were coming and he told me no, he only liked wet cummy hole and that a few buddies would use me first. I almost pulled the plug on the entire thing but really wanted his cock inside me and I emailed back okay. I was nervous as fuck and twenty minutes later he emailed and said get ready and I slipped the blindfold on and got into place on the sofa in my jock and then the knock at the door. Five seconds later the door opened, and I heard footsteps and then a hand on my ass. I almost jumped and the hand worked its way to my hole and felt my tight little hole as he unfastened his belt with the other hand, and I heard his pants drop. His hand withdrew and without a word I felt a tongue on my hole, and I was moaning as he ate my hole and tongue fucked it. I was loving it but still wondered if I should stop and cancel the entire thing, but it felt so fucking good I just let him French my hole as I moaned and then suddenly, he stopped and stood up and slapped his big dick on my hole. He grabbed some lube I had out and rubbed it on my hole and his dick and them slide slowly inside me as I lost my breath, fuck his dick was big. This guy who I had never seen was sliding his bare cock inside me and I had not even asked what his tats where. He said nothing as he pressed deeper inside me and soon, he was balls deep and he let me catch my breath before he pulled almost all the way out and then slide back in and after the second bottoming out, he handed me a bottle, I knew they were poppers and I grabbed them and took several hits and then he started to slow fuck me as my hole relaxed. OMG is all I could think of as his big dick slide in and out of me, still saying nothing and then his pace picked up and I could not help but moan and beg him to fuck me. I could fee his tight body against mine when he leaned in and whispered in my ear. “You have a great fuck hole boy”. His first words and I then knew he was manly and had a bit of an accent. He fucked me for ten more minutes and shot his load in me while he said take my nut boy. He then pulled out and came around and made me clean off his dick before he pulled away and started to zip up while he said, stay blindfolded till I leave boy. I said okay and I heard him walk toward the door and then it open and close. I slid off the blindfold and felt me hole. It was open and cummy and I could not help it but to slide my finger inside and then taste more of his load. I got up and went back to the computer and as I was getting ready to email my new friend, he sent me one. His email read. Congrats boy, one of the pickiest tops in our group has just passed you as our new bottom. There are a few more that need to agree but my bud who just left said he would need you tomorrow at the same time. We can talk about that later but for now you have another top on the way and he will be there in five minutes. Make sure you are ready, and you can leave the cum in you boy. Fuck I thought, another, my hole was a little sore from his thick dick. He wanted me again, Hot! I might be good with just him. I started to type that I could not do another but before I could send it there was a knock on the door. I rushed to get in place and put my blindfold on. I made it just in time, I heard the door open and close and then a hand on my ass and hole just like before, he slides his long finger inside me and then another. He broke the silence and told me what a hot cummy hole I had. Love that you have a lot inside you. He then handed me poppers and told me to hit it, I did, and he finger fucked me and slide another finger inside me and my hole opened for him. He twisted his fingers around inside me and I had never thought about how hot it would be to take a fist but suddenly, I was hot for it. I just moaned as he played with my hole and he spoke. “I see you like ass play, fuck you are going to a lot of fun.” He made me moan with his fingers for another two to three minutes and then he pulled out and told me to hit the poppers again and then I felt it. I huge dick at my hole and he pressed forward and the hand that had been in my ass came around and covered my mouth as he pressed that thick fat cock inside me and I whimpered and asked him to pull out and he said he could not hear me as he pressed deeper and It hurt like fuck, I tried to pull forward but he held me with his other hand and finally my ass gave away to his thick dick and he was all way inside me. I was not sure I could breathe it

Young flesh is great....but I tend to choose men who have talent.

It’s something I’ve given consideration to, as a total bottom. I’m 34 so I don’t have direct experience of this yet. But I have wandered into cruise bars and dark(ish) rooms where I’ve been the youngest by quite a distance. Admittedly, when this has happened, I’ve suddenly been the belle of the ball, the boy next door @ErosWired talks about. But you know what? That’s tended to be a brief reaction. It’s not like everyone else stops fucking each other and queues up for me just because I was born a few years later than the other bottoms. It’s more like I’m a curiosity for each of them for a few minutes, and then it’s as you were. Just as I’m certain I’m a better fuck now than I was as a baby gay, you can be sure those older bottoms could have shown me a thing a two. And I know for a fact that I’ve been rejected on apps for being “too young” by tops who want a bottom who knows what he’s doing. So, from my very limited experience in this matter, I’d agree. Shape up, have confidence, and go have fun!

When the boy fucks up on his no touching allowed training there are two courses of immediate action; - Jockstrap to now be worn at all times. - Chastity. 🐷🔐

Part II A week after I talked to the guy I have fucked and stealthed, he called me. I was at work, so I couldn't answer it. But when I got home later, I returned the call to see what he was up to and if he wanted me to fuck him again. "Hey, man, what's up", I said when he answered. "I'm kind of desperate", he said. "I went to the doctor last week and today I came back there to take the results of some exames..." "You better? That flu is over?", I asked. "Man, I have HIV", he said. "It's so fucked up, I'm gonna die." "It's not the end of the world", I said. "A lot of guys have a normal life with the virus, you will get used to it. Why have you called me? Worried that I caught it from you?" "It's kind of the opposite", he said. "Are you sure you are neg? I mean, you are into that bareback stuff" "I'm poz too", I said. "But you didn't get it from me, we used a condom" "You sure it didn't break without you seeing it?", He asked. "Man, I would feel if the condom was broken, I checked it after we had sex. I'm telling you, the condom wouldn't break by itself" It was not a lie and I did check it. The condom was broken because I broke it. And I indeed checked it after we had sex. "I always had oral sex without a condom on, it must be that", he said. "Man, it's not healthy to be thinking about that. What passed is past. What you can do now is taking care of yourself. Wanna come over? We can talk, you will see that I have a normal happy life, living with the virus. And maybe we can have a little fun". "I don't know, man, the doctor said I shouldn't". "I can't get it again, and now we don't need condoms anymore. It will be fun". "Can I crush at your place?", He asked. "I really don't want to be alone and I don't have any friends in this city. I'm freaking out a little bit". "Take a bag and put some clothes in it, you can stay here for the time you need me. I'm here for you, we are part of the same brotherhood now and we protect each other". "Thank you man", he said. "I really appreciate it. And I'm sorry about that, but you were good to me the other day and I don't have anyone to talk about this shit". "I get it, I freaked out too. Come oven and we will talk. I will message you the address." I had a huge smile on my face when we hang up. I could have pozzed a lot of guys by now, but he was the first one that I knew for sure that I did it. My first-born. Pregnant with my toxic babies. It was really hot and my cock was rock hard in my pants. Half an hour later, he was knocking on my door. His eyes were red like he was crying and he hugged me tight. "It's gonna be ok", I said. I lead the way to the living room and we sat on the couch next to each other. He hasn't talked yet and I had my hand on his back. "How it happened?", He finally asked. "I think we will never know, but I assure you that it's not the end of your life." "I knew it was risky to let strangers fuck me, but I was always careful, I swear. And I use a condom when I top too." "Well, it will always be risky, condoms can break, cum can leak, you can get it from a blowjob...", I said. "But now you can treat yourself and you won't have to worry about it anymore". "You say it like it was a good thing". "It's not bad either. You can have a lot of unprotected sex and you will not get it again". "I swear I'm so pissed right now that I could have a lot of sex and pass it on to other guys", he said. "You can do that, I sure did", I said. "When you found you that you have it?", He asked. "About ten years ago, I was young and naive, but look at me now, I'm still here and don't plan on going anywhere". "The doctor said that when you take your pills, after some time, you can't infect other people", he said. "He is right, but when people don't know their status, they are dangerous. The risk is higher when you have sex with a person that don't know their status. Or when a guy don't take those pills, like me." "Why would you do that?", He asked. "The side effects are not that good for me, but it changes with each person.", I said. "And you still have bareback sex!", He was surprised. "Well, everyone knows the risk, I'm not fooling anybody. When the guy is smart, he asks for a condom, like you did." "Yeah, and look where it brought me", he said. "Man, I really want to fuck around, am I a bad person?" "Not at all, they did it to you, so you want to give it back, it's absolutely normal. And a little hot, you must admit it", I said. "Man, I'm horny since I got those results, I don't know what's going through my mind, I'm messed up.", He said. "Being poz make you horny?", I asked. "Because I'm poz too, and I think we are both horny now." "I don't know, bro. I'm still freaked out. I think I will never have sex again in my life", he said. "Or I could raw fuck you now, pound your ass here on my couch, make you feel so good that you will forget everything. I want to put my poz juice inside of you. What do you say to that? Wanna share this bond? We will be connected forever. Let it out of your mind, be a proud poz gay. Or you can be a pussy and hide in the dark, it's up to you, your choice only." "I was looking for poz on the internet today and I found some videos of people into this stuff", he said. "And how did you feel?", I asked. "I'm so embarrassed with myself, but it was hot. I didn't know that it was an actual fetish. I wanted to cum so bad, but I didn't, it would be wrong." "You saying that your cum is inside you since you discovered your new status?", I asked. "Yeah" "I have a new plan, I usually don't bottom, but fuck that. Give it to me, I need your cum inside my guts. After that, if you are still turned on by this shit, I fuck you too and we mix our fluids. Deal?", I asked. "I mean, I guess we could try...", He said. "You are already horny, I am too. Let's do it and tomorrow we think about what is coming your way." The guy was still confused by the situation and a little shocked for felling horny about poz sex. Everything was happening really fast. But I knew I could talk him into it, so, I started kissing his amazing poz lips.

I kind of laugh when I hear guys complain how Covid is killing their ability to hook up as I've been doing pretty good. Granted, its a lot of repeat hookups and fuck buds, but I get a fair amount of "one and done" guys off Grindr, Kik and other apps. A lot of guys are working from home, students are doing courses virtually and at home, and as a result a lot of guys are at home looking rather than working or doing course work. Thats alright by me! I guess my only complaint is that so many of the guys looking are Anglo and I'm never totally comfortable hooking up with Anglos. Part of that is my own hangups, I know, but ultimately my desire for sex wins out over my nervousness. One of the guys I hookup with regularly is a work from home guy named John in his late 20s, stocky smooth build like a football player and very thick uncut dick. He pretty much only topped me but about a month ago he started letting me fuck him too. He'd been nervous about letting a stranger bareback him and cum inside but I guess we got to the point where he trusts me. I don't know his full story except that he lives alone, but thats true of most of the guys I hook up with. I don't want to know their stories, its none of my business and I don't want them getting up in my business either. I presume John is fucking other guys too just like I do too, not that its any of my business. Back in December he'd mentioned one of the guys he hooks up with wanted to do a three way and he asked if I'd be interested. He'd showed me a picture and the kid was cute enough, an 18 year old skinny Anglo kid with thick mop of shaggy hair, smooth body, tiny nipples, and a plus sized uncut dick. I asked what the kid liked sexually and John laughed and said "taking my dick" and then added he liked to fuck like we do, meaning bareback, and wanted to fuck whoever John lined up. Looking at the kid's big cock I knew I was down to fuck him and definitely wanted to take his dick as well. John said he'd line it up and let me know and sent the kid, named Mike, my pics to see if he was interested. It turned out he was intersted and we lined up a three way for the Saturday after New Year. In the runup to it happening all I could think about was taking that kid's big cock. I got to John's a little earlier than the time agreed to and apparently the kid was as anxious to fuck as I was as he was already there. He and John had already gotten naked and were messing around in bed. John came to the door in his underpants that barely contained his hard cock and sported a huge wet spot of precum. We went right back to his bedroom and soon the two were stripping me naked, kissing me and my body, caressing me, and sucking my cock. I loved the attention and soaked it all in. For being only 18 the kid was sucking my cock like a pro as John forced his fat cock up my ass. I was close to cumming and warned Mike about that and he smiled up at me and slowed his roll saying he wanted my load in his ass. He stood up and laid down on the bed spreading his legs and showing me his butt and hole. I joined him on the bed, slinging his legs over my shoulders and dribbling a gob of spit on his ass, rubbing my cock head on it and popping the tip of my cock in his ass as Mike busted into a satisfied grin. His ass offered little resistance and it felt like he and John had probably been fucking before I got there, his ass already loaded with John's precum. I loved that this hot little slut was so horned up he couldn't even wait for me to get there...that or John wanted to breed him so bad he couldn't wait. And John was right the kid wanted bare as I slid in him that way and the kid moaned with delight as I stuffed more and more of my dick in him, building to my stroking in his ass. The kid was loving it, moaning like a bitch as stroked deep inside him, pulling almost all the way out and slamming back inside him. John got in behind me and I could feel his spit hit my ass and felt his cock enter me, more and more plunging in. John is pretty verbal when he fucks me and was telling me to beg for his cock and load. I did and was glad I'd been bred already earlier as taking his cock can be challenge as its so thick. We worked up to a steady rhythm and I knew I wouldn't last long as I was getting so worked up from taking John's dick. I was totally focused on cumming in the kid's ass and soon enough blew a massive load inside him. His face went wild as he kept muttering "oh fuck, oh fuck yeah". I leaned down and kissed him, something I usually don't do, as John continued pounding my ass. The kid told how good it felt as I smiled back at him. John kept up his pounding before blasting a load inside me with a loud groan. John slid out of my ass and I could feel his load dribbling out of my ass down onto my balls and could John slap my ass saying I should take the kid's dick. I slid out of the kid's hole and started sucking his dick, amazed at how big it was as it hardened. He had to be almost nine inches hard. John moved to facefuck the kid as he sucked Johns meaty cummy dick. I was trying to decide if I should ride his dick so I could control how hard the fuck was, but knowing I'd taken the load earlier and John's load just now I wasn't so worried about taking a big cock. But the kid was also throwing off precum like crazy and I didn't want to risk him cumming before he was inside me, so i straddled his cock and lowered my ass down on it, taking every inch in. I started riding him and his panting picked up. John stopped fucking the kid's mouth as he was getting closer to cumming and we both watched with delight as the kid orgasmed, flooding my ass with his load. John was whispering in his ear and it was clear John wanted to fuck him now that he'd cum. I eased off the kid's dick, again feeling his cum leak out of my ass and moved to the side so John could have his turn. Like me he lifted the kid's legs over his shoulders and pushed his cock into the kid's ass bare. John smirked at me and said I should fuck him too and I gladly got in behind him and spat on his ass and started trying to pop my cock head in his ass. He tossed me the lube and said he needed it and I remembered he doesn't bottom that often and lubed up his ass and my cock. I waited for a chance to pop inside him as he was going to town on the kid's ass and when I saw my chance, slid in John fairly hard, getting a loud his out of him. I was amazed he hadn't taken the kid's cock while he waited for me, but guessed he must not be at the point yet where he trusts the kid enough to let him bareback him. Its a shame John doesn't like to get fucked more as he has a juicy bubble butt that I love fucking. He's pretty tight too and it doesn't take long for me to work up to an orgasm when I fuck him, which was good as he was already plenty worked up from the kid blowing him. No sooner had I cum inside John's ass and came inside the kid's hole as well. John leaned down and started making out with the kid as I slid out to lie on my back next to the kid and watch them. And even though he'd popped two loads, John was still stroking in the kid's hole and was now getting verbal again, telling the kid to beg for his cum. John's the kind of guy where when he's really worked up he can easily shoot three or more loads. I was more amazed that this kid had this huge dick yet loved getting fucked and was now telling John how good his cock felt in him and how bad he wanted John's cum inside him. I was jerking my own cock, wanting to breed the kid again once John was done. John blasted another load inside Mike and I smiled at them both and said I wanted another go at the kid. The kid's face lit up with delight and John pulled out and I took his place. His ass was pretty sloppy, cummy, and fucked out but I didn't give a shit. I was jerking his cock hoping he'd want to pump another load in my ass. It was hot this kid was essentially taking loads from me, at total stranger, a guy he knows nothing about. He was no different than me, and I also was taking his loads knowing nothing about him. He was not telling me again how good my dick felt and how bad he wanted my cum inside him, and I gave him what he wanted as he and John kissed. They kept kissing as I again mounted the kid's cock and rode him as they kissed until again I felt the kid blast his load deep inside me. All three of us laid on the bed next to each other and I always get uncomfortable with the pillow talk after fucking. I lied and said I needed to get going and asked John if I could shower off. He grabbed me a towel and the kid said he needed to shower off too and joined me in the shower. We were laughing and playing with each other's cocks, teasing each other's asses with our hard-on's knowing we couldn't possibly fuck again. He admited how much he loved taking my cock and cum and was amazed John had let me fuck him and cum inside him. He'd wanted to fuck John badly but confirmed what I'd suspected saying John needed to get to trust him first and was worried about taking such a big cock. I joked I'd take his big cock anytime he wanted and his face lit up and he replied "gladly" but adding he lived with his parents and couldn't host. I told him it was the same for me, but that I had a truck we could use to fuck. He said he was down for that and admitted it sucked having to find guys who could host to hook up with. And with that I knew he was a slut like me, hooking up with other guys, probably letting them bareback him and breed him, him breeding them raw too. We got out and toweled off and went back to dress, swapping numbers so we could hook up again, not caring if John knew what we were doing. If John wasn't going to take this hot kid's loads I damn sure was gonna. Unlike John I'm willing to take my chances letting a guy fuck me raw and cumming inside me, whether I know him well or not at all. I left satisfied and hoping there'd be more to come from the kid.

Spread those ASS cheeks pig, and show me your cunthole - Sir is Hungry! 🍽️👅

It feels incredible. Nothing like getting up after top after too emptied their mugs inside you. Being sweaty and tired, tender and sore, sticky with sweat saliva, cum and piss, leaking cum for every hole, stepping over the puddle of cum that had been fucked out of you, knowing you took every cock and realizing that you made them cum. ...and then realizing your hole was STILL hungry! Better get back down for round two!

The pig wants to come back to hang out and 'stuff' he's a chem pig already

You make a great point. I prefer my age older, because I'm not in the mood to play babysitter I like a slut that knows what they want with an experience cunt

I'm a twink with little hair by nature. I shave my pits and sometimes remove all pubes. Sometime this year I'm going to permanently remove all asshair by laser. Can't wait. I like both smooth and hairy guys, but what I love about hairy men is how their hair compliments my smoothness.

My dick for whoring bottom sluts here, it likes working your inner ring for long time.

I think there’s no question that older bottoms are chosen less often, but I tend to think it has more to do with aspects like muscle tone and body proportionality than age per se. Wrinkled, sagging, or mottled flesh does not appeal on us any more than it does on produce in the grocery. Taut skin, toned muscle, and proportion of meat to frame are all signs of vigor and fertility. They may not be signs of wisdom, but Tops aren’t looking to fuck your wisdom, so it’s wise to tone up your ass. Bearing in mind I’m a total bottom, from a peer’s perspective I’d say you still look reasonably fuckable in the image you provide above. Now enhance that. Go the extra and choose a position to lie in that spreads your legs a little wider, raises your ass a little higher, but keeps your belly flat down - this sluts you up, bubbles your ass a little, and keeps any extra belly weight out of sight. If that sounds cynically all about appearances, that’s because it is. It doesn’t matter if you give the sweetest ass in Christendom, the pretty boy next door with the bubble butt is going to get the Tops even if his cunt feels like cardboard because they can’t see how good you feel. I’m 54, and my body isn’t what it was. I’m not physically competitive (on the outside) with those young bottoms, but that’s okay - I’m not trying to be. Instead, I just throw myself out there and be my genuine self, and accept what is attracted to me - and that gets me fucked plenty. Note: There’s a difference in me throwing my 54-year-old submissive cumdump ass out there with shameless confidence that I’ll probably be of use to somebody, and an older man who is desperately and obviously trying to appear to be something he’s not - a boi, a twink, a jock when he’s wearing two spare tires. I may look ridiculous, but my confidence may still be attractive; he looks both ridiculous and insecure. Don’t be that guy. And don’t worry - there are plenty if Tops who want nothing to do with young guys and their young issues. If you only like young Tops, you might benefit from broadening your palate a bit.

Pt. 3 "You now, its not only about what you want. Its about actuall doing it." "What do you mean?" We were walking from the cafe to his house, a couple of blocks down the street. "Its been clear to me all the time that you are a pig. But it doesnt help if that pig only is let out when high on poppers in front of your computer. You have to actually get out and make an effort to do the twisted things you dream about." "Yeah, i understand. But its a transition.. it cannot happen just overnight, right?" "Back at the restaurant, your cock told me you were ready. It was stone hard after my rant. And you followed me out the door, still walking with me. If you first enter my apartment - I promise you you will be a slut by tomorrow morning. I have converted boys to sluts many times before." I looked at him. He was extremely handsome. I had come to the meeting, believing I would meet an average guy but here was the guy of my fantasies. Although the plan was to get whored out to others, not fucked by him, I couldtn help but hope that he would have a go himself as well. But what did he mean with turning me into a slut? I had had rough sex before, so I wasnt afraid of that. I had taken huge toys, even done a successful DP once. He used his keycard to open a door in a tall building, and we went inside. We went up the stairs to sixth floor where he used his card again to open a door to an apartment named Peter. I were inside his domain. His habitat. And I quickly understood that he were not to be told the rules. He were to rule. "Well, I warned you. You're now inside my home, so you will be a slut by tomorrow morning. Understood?" I didnt know what to say "Yes sir", he answered for me. "Yes sir.", I said timidly. "Strip!". I stripped down until only underwear and socks left. Something was wrong. "Come on!! Why the hell do you wear boxer briefs and those normal socks? Sluts never wear that. Only thing youre allowed to wear under your clothes from now on, is a jockstrap and tennis socks." "okay" "Okay SIR" "Okay, sir." "You own those items, right?" "Yes, sir. I have two jockstraps at home. And a few pairs of tennis socks as well." "Tomorrow, you throw away anything else. And go online and buy 10 more jocks." "Yes, sir". "Wait here, for a moment" Michael said and left. Or was it Peter, I didnt know anything anymore. What was going on!? I was in a strangers home, a hot man, but still a stranger, getting told to through away my beloved collection of briefs. And use my income to buy jockstraps. This was certainly not what I had imagined, lying in bed a few nights ago, cruising Grindr. Michael returned with a military green NastyPig jockstrap, "Here, take these on. And these socks", handint ghe stuff to me. I did, and had just finished, when i felt a big strong hand me tight on my neck, push-leading me down the hall, into a bedroom with a large bed in the centre. "Get up there." I did. "On all fours" I followed his command. "Open your mouth", i did. And he shoved his hard cock inside my throat. I hadnt even realized he had stripped down too. While gagging on a huge dick, I could see him - a slightly hairy muscular chest, framed by a leather harness and his big arms accentuated by leather arm bands - in the perifery of my field of view. "Well, just get used to this." All tops want a good open throat to warm up with." I couldnt answer, having my mouth stuffed. But could I have answered, I would probably have told him I regretted the whole thing. So maybe best I couldt say a thing. While forcing his cock deeper and deeper down my throat, he kept telling and instructing me. He told me what was the best angles, what to do with my tongue, arching my back, pushing out my ass to tempt, what sounds to make, and not to make. He showed me all possible positions to mouth fuck, everything from upside down to the standard edge of the bed. I had tears in my eyes from all the gagging, but it didnt seem to bother him at all. He ust kept on teaching me how to take his cock in his mouth. After what felt like at least 30 minutes, he pulled out of my throat. "Well, you're improving. You will be able to satisfy guys with this some day. Just a little more practice needed." I didnt answer, being so tired. "What did you say?" He almost shouted. "Nothing, sir". "Exactly. Always respond to me when i say something to you." "Okay, sir. " I looked up, and he had his typical, almost evil grin on his face. looking me deep into my eyes, with horny green eyes. "Well, its time to inspect your hole." "Right now, sir?" "Did i say tomorrow?" "No, sir" "Today then".' He made me lay on my back in the middle of the bed. He spread my legs out, and had a good look at my hole. "not too bad. Looks inviting". He leaned down, touching my hole with his lips. He kissed it a few times, before I could feel his tongue poking at the opening. It didnt take long before he went rougher, moving his tongue both on the outside and the inside of my hole. Finally something that I too could enjoy. But as soon as I had thought that thought, he stopped. "Well, this isnt worth wasting time on, you just lay still and open your cheeks for the top. Occasionally you tighten and loosen your hole, just to tease him. If you get a response from him, continue like you did. Okay, slut?" "Yeah, sir." "Okay. Then lets move on to the main lesson of tonight. The breeding." "Yes, sir. Lets do it." "Taking cock up your ass is the most important thing you could ever do. Serve any top who wants to have your hole." He climbed off the bed walking away. In the doorway he stopped, and turned around. "Oh, i will just get my husband. He is a true master teacher of breeding. He will coach you."

No particular traditions. Last year I went to three sex groups in a week, starting new year's eve, and took a ton of cock, toys and fists. I also taught a beautiful nervous twink how to take my dildo: it was so much fun to see him go from "No, no, I can't" to fucking himself like a whore with it while I just held it there! This year I did absolutely nothing, much as I've done for most of 2020. Hopefully next year will be more exciting!

Today I responded to a summons on A4A that said simply, “I want that ass.” Fine, direct and no frills. I prefer it that way. He sent an address, I went immediately. This man, as it turns out, has had no contact with another man for over a year. Extremely heavy and out of shape, as well as short, he directed me onto a bed for breeding, where I had to assume an actobatic position, clinging spiderlike with one leg up on the bed and the other hanging, so my ass would be low enough and my cunt exposed enough for him to penetrate me. Though his cock was below average size and his load minimal, he did legitimately breed me. I thought that was that, and I was good with it. He seemed very happy, and as I have often pointed out in this forum, my measure of success is the Top’s satisfaction, especially when my cunt is able to bring happiness to a man who otherwise would have difficulty having a sexual experience. But he wasn’t finished. He opened his drawer and showed me his “new toy” - a small dildo, the size of a smallish average cock. He bent me over and gently began inserting it. The results pleased him enough that after a while he went to his closet and unearthed a bag that contained a thick 8” veiny dildo with big hanging balls on it. I won’t give the play-by-play because he then dildo-fucked my cunt balls-deep with that thing for nearly a solid hour, with only one short break to rest his wrist(!) during which he made me keep deep-fucking myself with it. Fast reaming, slow thrusting, deep probing, so much prostate bashing - it was one of the most thorough dildo-scrubbings ever done to me. At the end, he said, “I just want you to remember that you were fucked.” Was I, though? He bred me, yes, by any definition, but that’s not what he meant. He meant that he considered my cunt well-fucked by his use of his dildoes. Thinking about this, I realize that I do tend to think of myself as having been fucked if a dildo is used on me with the same effect as a cock, yet I somehow don’t class that fuck the same as a fuck with an actual cock - naturally. Still, a dildo fuck can carry an implication all its own for a submissive bottom like me, especially if I’m dildo-fucked by a Top who doesn’t actually penetrate me with his cock. Instead, he takes his pleasure entirely from the act of violating another man’s most intimate physical space with an object, and often in a violent or brutal manner. It’s an extremely effective method of saying “This is what you need and deserve, faggot, and I am able to do this to you because this is your place and I am above you.” And it’s hard to feel more fucked than that. What do you think? If you’ve been dildo-fucked does it count as being fucked? Only if it’s done a certain way?

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.

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?

You think guys on the site would be cool letting a hungry t girl swallow their loads? Or can anybody suggest some sites That might welcome a hungry cocksucker? I'm in the same person I just have tits now

Pt. 4 I waited a couple of minutes at the bed, before I heards steps in the hall. When I looked up I saw the couple approaching the bedroom. Michaels husband, Peter, was black, taller, bald, had a beard too, and just as muscular as Michael, if noteven fitter. While Michael still wore his leather gear, Peter was completely naked, and my eyes wandered quickly down to his cock, which was HUGE. It had a nice curve to the left and were quite veiny. I didnt dare to think of it fitting inside me. "So this is the material?" Peter asked, putting on the same grin as Michael. "Yeah. He has a slutty mind, but doesnt let it out." Michael responded. "Well, that problem can be solved, cant it?" said Peter while he climbed onto the bed. He lay me down on my back with my legs in the air, and had a go on my hole with his mouth. "Its nice and wet here already, great job Michael". "yeah, I gave him a round. But its the cock he needs to learn to take.", Michael said, sitting down on the bed, next to me. "Lets feed him then!" "Hell yeah" They were both now on the bed. I had still my legs up, spreading my ass cheeks leaving the hole slightly open. Michael gathered some spit in his mouth, and dropped it down, lubing up Peter's cock. Peter looked me in the eyes, while slowly rubbing his cockhead against my hole. Holding the eye contact, he went deeper and deeper. His cockhead was big. Imagine Drew Sebastian's amazing cock - only black - that was Peter. It hurt pretty much every time he pushed deeper, pressing my hole open. He was constantly making remarks about how he fucked, and how I did as his bottom. "You see, im considerate now. ince it's your first time taking my pig cock, i use some time. Next time it will go all the way in just three thrusts." he said. "yeah, relax like that, i can feel when you are tensing up and when you are relaxing. Use tension to make my experience fucking you better, not to ease the pain for your own sake. It often goes hand in hand actually", he almost commanded me to loosen up my hole for him. "I usually have a PA, but you'll have that later." After some minutes he got all 10 inches inside my ass, and from there it only became rougher. He started using his full length in every thrust, and i could feel him hitting my gut somewhere inside my stomach. He worked his way through different speeds, depths, angles, positions, constantly explaining what he did. however, he made sure to say that I couldnt expect anyone else to be as pedagogical as him. He was definetely not asking me about anything, he did what he wanted and threw me around on the bed to get what i wanted. He kept going like this for at least an hour, shifting through what seemed to me to be his entire repertoire. It clearly wasnt, because he continued doing new stuff to me until I cried for a break. I barely felt my hole, and had almost lost control of my spintcher. Surprisingly, he agreed, and pulled out of me. He turned around and stood now on all four on the bed beside me. Michael had been inside the room all the time, commenting, adding his spit as lube, and occasionally giving me a rim while Peter fucked. Now he said in a strict voice: "Well, Johnathan. Peter is versatile, so he enjoys having his hole used too. Rim him. Just as i rimmed you, rim him. Show him what you're worth." i was so tired, but couldnt but accept the command. I turned over and bent over Peter's ass. I opened his cheeks and dived in. Then i saw it, just on the top of his crack, barely visible due to low contrast to his dark skin. i got shivers down my spine - this wasn't at all what I had wanted. _______________ What do you think happens? Add your guesses in the comments below. 😈🐽

I've heard it said that most gay men are like this: In our 20s, we try to be the guy everyone wants to fuck In our 30s, we try to be the guy everyone wants to marry After that, we chase guys in their 20s and 30s. A cynical outlook, but who disagrees with this? Raise your hands. I turned 40 a few months ago, and I'm already guilty of this. I asked two men in their 30s to start a relationship with me. They said no, and in hindsight, they aren't really mature enough for it. Separate story. I don't mind dating a younger guy. My two boyfriends in my past were both older. I think when one grows into their maturity and has been out and active since their youth, they have a higher chance of scoring some tail. They've had years to perfect this skill and can be reasonably expected to fuck well, cruise well, know a few things, etc. All the marks of experience. But if one comes out late in their lives (say they had a str8 marriage for 25 years) and are totally new to it, they can come over as "creepy older men". Because of their lack of experience in the aforementioned activities (or maybe just a need to keep it secret to preserve their world), that can make it significantly harder to attract partners. A few can do it, but I believe that's a minority of a minority group. Don't give up. Geography is a factor too. And I can be totally wrong about this.

In 2020 I took 166 loads in my ass from at least 12 men, all poz and most of them unmedicated and toxic

That’s a fine point - I don’t usually consider myself fucked if I’ve worked myself with a dildo. I guess I think of fucking as an act that is done to me by someone else, because the force of penetrating me and pushing the invading object into my body is external to me and implies another’s intent to leave me fucked. Fantasy doesn’t change this for me - even if I were to work myself over with a dildo while imagining a Top doing it, I still wouldn’t feel fucked afterward because I would have been the one initiating all the movement. The exception to this is fucking machines. I can set myself up to be fucked by a dildo on the end of a fucking machine (considerably more complicated when you’re by yourself) and still feel very much fucked when I finally tap out. (The machine doesn’t get tired.) The difference is that the force drilling the dildo into my cunt isn’t my own, and I can successfully imagine a Top being behind it. But I’ll take a Top over a machine every time.

I've noticed that a LOT of tops state in their profiles that they're looking for "younger", and I'm outside their preferred age range. But I probably get the same amount of cum, just because I'm less picky. I've realized the value in seeking out a hard willing dick VS a hot willing guy.

Funny you say that with vidéo chat. Everytime I get messaged from older guys, they always want to chat on the phone first. I would rather meet in person but most want to talk on the phone first. I assume they are vetting out all the femme sounding guys. I fine phone conversations awkward so I hate when they suggest this.

I'm in my 50s and find that I still get as much action being a cumdump as I did 10 or more years ago. One never appeals to everyone. It would be boring if we did. I find I'm often surprised by the type of guys who have fucked me and I often just can't say whether a particular top finds me appealing or not. At the end of the day, a hole is what they want and I'm there to offer mine

In clubs and real-life situations, I’ve found that so far, at least, age has made little difference. I keep myself in as good a shape as possible, and I’ve been pleasantly surprised how many young guys are actually attracted to older guys and seek them out. Strangely enough, though, I‘ve also noticed that although I get plenty of attention from 20-somethings, I have less success with guys in their 30s and 40s. I guess for them, I’m just not hitting the right ‘Daddy’ buttons. Or perhaps for some of them, I’m just too close in age for comfort: they see what they are about to become in just a few years time, and run for the hills! One thing is for sure, though: camera phones and web-cams are no friends to the over 40’s. They seem to pick up and emphasize every wrinkle, every age spot, every flaw- as well as adding at least one extra chin to the subject’s face. It’s bad enough trying to take and select a good profile pic, but this latest craze for verifying your pics with a quick video call is a nightmare: after being instantly blocked on more than one occasion, I refuse to engage with it now.

Oh boy, here we go! Thanks in advance for what im sure will be another riveting tale 🙂

jock boy ready. hmu

my neg jock pussy getting gang bred will be something i experience. ill be how i know if im truly ready to be a no load refused bottom. i love a challenge and feeling a stud breed

I have indeed been pegged, in front of a small audience, because my former Master offered my ass up to a female friend of his. She was, in fact, on the smaller side, but not the way you mean - she was petite-ish. The strap-on was not. She cunted me as hard as any Man, and as she finished up she declared loudly to the group that my ass was “Public property!” Now that was definitely a fucking. There were witnesses.

I want to see the full process of insertion, whether it's a slow push or a brutal one-stroke slam to the hilt. I don't know why studios so often cut from suck to mid-fuck.

Great memory for me. LOL. My Mom was prattling on and on about things at home with her and Dad.... the neighbourhood, my siblings. My partner wandered into the room and realized who was on the other end of the phone and decided it would be funny to slide my shorts down and start sucking my cock. He was stretching my foreskin with his teeth, while looking up at me and grinning and me trying not to gasp. Licking my balls. Swallowing my whole and making me gasp a little. Mom is asking... "Is everything OK? You sound funny?". I got hard as hell right away.... he made sure I was covered in spit and throat juices. I realized what he was up to and sure enough - he spun around , dropped his pants and slowly sat down on my cock in one smooth slide. I must have been holding my breath, because when he bottomed out, I let go a BIG breath/sigh, and once again Mom is asking... "Are you sure you're OK?"? Then he started squeezing my entire cock length as he rode slowly up and down. He was grinding down onto my dick and milking me. I waited until he hit bottom again and held him still and flared my cockhead, so he could feel the hardness, while he stroked his big dick nice and slow. This went on for a few more minutes and he just started riding my cock for his own pleasure. From my angle on the living room couch, I could see him really picking up speed on his stroke of his cock and between the hard ride, the fact that my Mom had no idea I was raw fucking my other half - it all did me in. I felt his ass start to pump and I could see him shooting cum everywhere. I started pumping a huge load into his ass while trying to maintain my composure with dearl ol' Ma. LOL. It was a pretty crazy scene and he was lying on the living room floor, stroking his cock to hardness again while grinning and making faces at me. I managed to get Mom off the phone shortly thereafter and as I hung up, we both laughed. I quickly turned around on the couch and faced the back while dropping my shorts completely to the floor. He took the hint, and a few seconds later, I felt his big cock start to open me up..... for round two!

This too shall pass. When I first started sucking dick—before I started getting fucked, when I was naive and stupid and ignorant of the pleasure a cock in my hole could give me—I was swallowing load after load. The first cock I sucked belonged to a married guy who came so fast and so hard and so much that he got angry, thinking I was lying to him about never being with a guy before. But it didn’t matter who or where. Guys on the DL, gay guys, bi guys, at their place, at my place, at the bookstore, at the bathhouse... all of them gave me their cum easily. Then I ran into a dry streak. No matter what I did, no matter the guy, no matter the place, I couldn’t make anyone cum in or even around my mouth. It felt like torture. But it didn’t last forever. Time passed and I started getting loads again. No idea what happened. Just be patient. You’ll feel that hot seed in your hole again before you know it.

Thats a really inviting gash of a mancunt

I didn't post about my last 3-4 visits to Buena Vista park, but I made some hot new acquaintances. New Year's day was particularly busy. Tonight I went back again and it was quite foggy, so low visibility and darker than usual. As soon as I did one lap on the bridge, I met a hot young white dude who has bred me before. I sucked him for a short while then he pushed in, fucked me for a while, bred me and left. After that a black guy with a thick cock who has fucked me before took a turn. Soon after a hot young white twinky cumdump bottom in a camo hoodie and jock (with a hat and backpack) showed up. The BBC fucked him for a bit and then I followed. His asshole was already sloppy with cum, which I love. I came in him pretty quickly and then took a break. Later a few more dicks fucked me, including the BBC again, an older fit white guy and a fast cumming dude who has bred me many times. After that a very fit young latino guy showed up and literally stripped off all of his clothes and started taking a few dicks in his ass. I watched for a bit while one dude bred him. The he sucked a few guys on his knees. I wanted to find the camo hoodie bottom and give him another load but I think he went to a different part of the park. Hope I see him another night.

This should be a fun night with this bound bottom boy.

Of course I accepted the offer. I had always been a horny person, and the recent years my mind had really turned me into a perverted sleaz pig. I sent Michael an email, letting him know I was interested in being one of his cumdumps, getting whored out to tops. He suggested meeting at a café to discuss the terms and agreements of the session. I was a little unsure about talking about these things out in public, but he promised it would only make me hornier. We decided to meet a few days later we met at a small cafe, near his place. I put on some black jeans, and a black shirt. All black was a favourite of mine, not just on the club. I waited outside the cafe for Michael. The man from the pictures I had seen earlier didn't show up at time. In fact, he never showed up. Instead, a beautiful, hot man came up to me, introduced himself as Michael, "we've been in touch over email". I was confused. He didnt look like his pictures at all. On the pictures I had seen an average to ugly person, nothing for the eye really. At least not my type. But the man standing in front of me was amazing. He was a bit shorter than me, dark haired with a clean cut beard, and his muscular body couldn't be hidden, even behind his black pair of nicely fitted cargo pants, a military green sweatshirt and baseball cap. He also had white sneakers and a metal necklace. This man was definetely the Michael I had chatted with, but not the person I had received pictures of. The only right thing was the age, he was in his forties. "You see, I have had guys approching me and my business not because they are sluts but because they are into me. Then they pull out of the project as soon as they realise they will not get my cock. So I started some years ago to use fake pics to ensure the guys I spoke to were really into the project and not me. I am sorry for the dishonesty, but I just hate planning and inviting tops, only to have the bottom cowardsly never show up, because he wasnt the pig he pretended to be." "Well, its better with a surprise from average to hot, than the opposite..." i stuttered, shyly. It was pretty obvious I was into him too, not only his business. "Yeah, absolutely. Well, lets get inside and start the planning, sall we?" "Sure!" We went into the small cafe, and sat down, having a coffee each, at a table in the corner by the window. He went straight to the matter: "So, you're into this? Let me know why it turns you on..." "Well..." I was amazed by his confidence and the way he talked as if this was the most normal thing in the world... "Well, I have always been a person that likes to... have fun... with other ..." my voice was low and almost whispering. "Speak up, boy! Use the words you would use if we were alone, playing in my bedroom. Horny, fuck, cum, breed - no shame. Speak with a normal voice, and noone will care. And if they do - well their problem." He looked deep into my eyes, deadly serious. "I have always been a horny being. Love to get fucked." "and?... this is not your typical hookup, you know..." "Yeah, the last few years I have been more and more into sleaze and pigstuff. "Thats more like it!" he said with a horny grin on his face. Still maintaining eye contact with me. We continued chatting about my personal sex life, fantasies and desires for a little while. Then he pulled up a paper from his bag, and we started going through the process he had described to me in the email. He took notes of everything. At first he was open to my ideas and preferenes. I suggested going with the minimum time frame of three hours, and only 1on1s. I also suggested doing basic only, in regards of sex activities allowed, only anal-, oral-fuck and rimming. He nodded when I spoke, but his smile went smaller. When I had made all my suggestions he stared at me and said "You're joking right?" I didnt know what he meant. I wasnt joking, I was serious. "From what i know about you, this it way to little. It will not satisfy you at all. And my tops would expect much more from a boy like you." "Oh? I dont get it, it seems quite wild to me already, with these basic terms...??" "You have no idea of how this is working at all, do you... My top friends fuck hard, rough and verbal. They will absuse your like noone you can find yourself on Grindr, and will definetely not be happy with a good lucking wannabe-slut only taking cocks for three hours. The tops I wanna pair you with all have a minimum time of one hour. So in your world that will give you three loads. And thats not enough. Some of my tops require five loads inside before they show up. And what is this shit talk about only basic? Can you not take a DP? Never had a piss-tube down your throat? Well, maybe you're not my guy after all. I must have misjudged you by your appearance and your fantasies." I was shocked. The whole thing seemed suddenly much more serious. Michael started packing his things, and rose from his seat. Walking past me on his way out, he stopped. Looking down, and saying "Well, it looks like that speech only made you harder and hornier frim what I can see..." he nodded down to my cock. It was rock hard clearly pulsating inside my jeans. "Your cock clearly tells another story than all the bullshit you said earlier today. You're not a bottom, you are a slut, a whore. Just embrace it." I didnt know what to say. I really wanted to do this, but was fucking scared as well. "Last chance. If you come with me now, i will wreck your ass once and for all, and it will never want to take anything else than raw, rough and multiple cum filled cocks." A woman some tables away from us, looked shocked at us, and shaked her head... But I nodded, took my things and went with him. Ready to let him turn me into a slut.

Just got home from it. Took my first load of the year tonight. Met a favourite breeder of mine couldn't shoot his fireworks before today, so it was a little delayed new year's session. It's still deep inside me, but from what I've experienced with him before, it's both big, creamy and toxic. 😈🐽

It doesn’t matter if a guy is married to a man or a woman, breeding a married man is almost always a turn on especially if they aren’t in an open relationship and they are deceitful cheaters.

Chapter Two Everett barely made it to class on time, a fact that was not lost on Mr. Blackthorn. Mr. Blackthorn was one of those teachers that should have been a coach. He was wide and muscular, built like a linebacker with arms that looked like they had been sculpted out of stone. The slacks he wore gripped the man's thighs like a second skin, a fact Everett had been paying more and more attention to lately. “Mr. Palmer, if your prowess on the field was comparable to your academic scores, you coming in late wouldn't be an issue.” Everett paused on his way to an empty seat, “Um, what?” The whole class laughed, “If you were as smart as you were athletic then coming in late would be fine. But since you aren't, see me after class.” “Awww shit,” he said, louder than expected and once again the was surrounded by laughter. He found a seat in the back and slid down, hoping not to be noticed. Once Blackthorn had gone back to lecturing his mind wandered to other things. Normally Everett's thoughts were of three different camps. There was baseball, a topic he loved to go around and around in his head about. Everett knew the stats of nearly every major league player in the past five years, with some he could tell you what they hit on a particular night. But it wasn't baseball he was thinking about. There was also food, easily top three. Thought Everett had a body that looked like it had never gone near actual food, the boy ate like it was always his last meal and he wanted to taste everything before he went. His metabolism was famous with his friends, most who were on a low carb, high protein kick to shed the last few pounds to make them truly a beast on the field. On a dare, Everett had wolfed down five double cheeseburgers from Sliders in less than five minutes. Not only had he won that bet but finished his and two orders of fries the guys hadn't touched. He got a ribbon from the owner and everything. But though Everett was starving, food was not on his mind. As his hand snaked under the desk and gave his dick a squeeze, the only thing on his mind was Jack's mouth on his cock. Just thinking about it made his blood rush, quickly followed by a bucket of cold water composed of everything he had been taught growing up. He had been taught that guy on guy stuff was against Jesus and that God was ALWAYS watching so he better make sure when he had sex it was with someone God would approve of. Growing up nearly all of his friends fooled around with him. One look at his dick and even the straightest of guys would bring up jerking off together just to see Everett stroke it. His dad had caught him and a friend in junior high and he had set Everett down and told him, being curious about boys was natural. Growing up he had a group of friends that would get in on circle jerks, a term Everett had his dad explain, and that was fine. What was wrong, again according to his dad, was having actual feelings towards guys. That was a sin and Everett desperately didn't want to sin. Though he had been wondering why sex with a guy is bad but sneaking into a girl's room and fucking her silly was ok. It was too confusing for him so he just focused on erection and the taste of Jack that was still in his mouth. “Everett?” The boy looked up and found the class empty and Mr. Blackthorn looking at him, “Can you pack your stuff up and come down here?” Everett shoved his books and folders into his backpack, noting that he had not touched them the whole class. As he walked towards Mr. Blackthorne glanced down and raised his eyebrow. Everett looked down and the outline of his cock was clear through his jeans. “Shit,” Everett thought, “I knew I should have found a jock to wear!” “Yes, Mr. Blackthorne?” The beefy teacher sat on the edge of his desk, “I'll give you twenty bucks right now if you tell me what today's class was about.” Everett's face reddened in embarrassment. “You can't can you? Can you tell me what we have been covering this week?” “No sir,” the jock mumbled. Sighing the teacher got up, “Look, Mr. Palmer, I accept the fact you are an athlete so your main focus is on the game and keeping in shape but you do know your scholarship depends on you keeping a 2.5 GPA?” Everett nodded. “Do you know what grade you have in this class so far?” Shake of his head. “An F, a complete zero. You turn in assignments late, when you show up to class you are unfocused and if this is any indication I can tell what you're focused on.” Mr. Blackthorn tapped Everett's dick as he spoke. “I-I'm sorry sir,” Everett stammered as he felt his dick start to chub up again. Blackthorn just stood there watching the length of the boy's member slide down the inside of his jeans. Just the fact the older man was watching made it even harder. “If you thought with this head you'd be a genius,” Blackthorn said, again tapping the stiff cock. Everett jerked at the contact and a small stain of precum stained his jeans. “You're going to need to put more into the class and to do that you need a tutor to make up for what you've skipped.” Everett nodded, wishing his dick would go down. “I'll make you a deal, you get out of practice when around 6-7?” “Mostly sir.” “Ok, on the days we don't have class you show up at my house and I'll try to get you up to speed and when you're in class, no playing with this.” Blackthorn now cupped his hand over the width of the swollen cock and Everett's eyes closed and he instinctively leaned into the contact. “You have class right now?” Everett shook his head. “Come into my office,” he said to the boy, still cupping the monster dick. Everett was led into the older man's office, door closed and locked behind him. “You can't walk around like this,” Blackthorn said, popping open the first button on Everett's jeans. “Sir I...” the athlete began to protest when the teacher's hand pressed harder against him. “Shhh...”, another button gone, “Just go with it, you need this.” Everett bit his bottom lip as another button was undone. The boy's cock sprang up, it's thick head smacking his stomach with a solid thud. “Such a healthy boy,” Blackthorn said, slowly stroking the jock's dick. “S-sir...” he said tried to protest again. “Pull up your shirt.” Everett paused, not sure if he should or not. “I said pull it up, boy!” His cock leaked some more as he reacted to the stern tone of voice. Slowly, Everett raised his t-shirt, exposing his tight abs, the definition clearly showing every deep cut. Blackthorn let the donkey dick go and the sound of it slapping against his abs filled the small office. Blackthorn pulled the dick again, leaving a small smear of precum on the hardened ridges of his abs. “Play with your nipples,” the man commanded. Everett looked down in confusion. The teacher let go of the boy's cock, another wet slap against his stomach and pinched the boy's quarter-sized nipples lightly. Everett moaned out loud as a direct line of sex from his nipples to his cock. Not even aware of it Everett fisted his cock and began to slowly stroke it. “Yeah that's it,” Blackthorn said, twisting harder. The pain was one of the most erotic things Everett had felt and he could feel his dick throb in his hand, another glob of precum forming at his tip. Blackthorn saw the drop and leaned forward to lick it off. Everett jumped as he felt the tongue move across his sensitive tip, “S-sir?” he asked The teacher let go of the nipples and said, “Keep playing with your nipples.” Everett released his dick and began to twist his own nipples as the older man put his middle finger in his mouth and slicked it up with spit. Then, leaning forward, Blackthorn engulfed the jock's dick with his mouth, as he moved his finger under the huge, swaying balls. Slowly the teacher spread the boy's legs, opening up his tight, muscular ass. It was the second time his dick was being sucked by a guy today and it was just as exciting as when Jack did it. His mind was flooded with new sensations, his nipples, the mouth and then the finger. Blackthorn slipped his oversized finger into the virgin ass and suddenly Everett was cumming. Load after load spilled out into the teacher's mouth, the overflow of the massive load dripped out of the corner of his mouth. Everett's ass clenched around the finger, as the cum just kept flowing. Part of him wanted to push the digit out, another part wanted it to go deeper. Finally, the spurts slowed and Everett felt his legs go weak from the orgasm. Blackthorn had never swallowed such a load before, but then again he'd never seen a cock on someone so young before. Removing the finger he let Everett step back, jeans around his ankles, swollen, red cock defeating inch by inch. Blackthorn wiped his mouth and smiled as the teen tried to gain focus again. “Better?” he asked. Everett had a dopey grin on his face as he nodded. “Ok then, get out of here, and remember, private tutoring two nights a week.” The athlete nodded again as he pulled his jeans up, tucking his now, soft cock to the side. “T-thank you, sir...” Everett said, not sure if this was something you thanked someone for. “I was young, I remember what it's like to have a dick with a mind of its own.” Everett could understand that. “See you tomorrow night,” the boy said, walking out of the office. He picked up his backpack and wobbled out of the room. Did that just happen? More importantly, did he want it to happen again?

I love the subtle way his biohazard tattoo peaks out at us from his jock.

So one day I am hanging outside and Jesse comes over from across the street. We talked... not about sex at first.. but of course soon made its way there. Told me to stop over tonite around 430. And I did. I knocked and I heard Jesse say come in.. When I saw him he was already totally naked and semi hard. His thick cock made my mouth water. Walked up to him and he planted his mouth on mine. Tongue going deep and I kissed him back. Then he looked at me and told me to get naked. I didn't hesitate. took my hand and let me to his bedroom and when we walked into his room, there was my dad butt naked, and laying face down on the bed. "I want to watch you fuck your dad again" Jesse said I didn't hesitate. I got on top of the bed, felt up dads ass, spread his cheeks some to see that beautiful pink hole and pushed my already hard boy cock up to it. Then pushing in and down I carefully put it in.. slowly at first and then collapsing my entire body on dads as it entered him completely. Jesse stood at the top of the bed looking down at my dad. Recalling some of the verbal commands he gave, still excites me to this day.. You like your sons dick fucking you?You want your son to cum in that ass don't you? Always making sure he used the word son.. or dad when he addressed me.. Fuck your dad harder!! You like dad's ass don't you.. Then he put his big black cock in my dads face, and told him to suck it. Was too much for me to handle seeing that and i busted a nut inside dads ass. When i Pulled out, Jesse took my place and fucked dad. He told me to let my dad clean my cock, so i stood where Jesse had and fed Dad my cock. Jesse fucked dad hard, harder than I had and let out a crazy groan when he was pumping that load inside dad. AFter pulling out, Jesse showed me Dads ass, stretched it open and showed me the cum dripping out.. He told me to clean dads ass out. Tasting both my own cum and Jesses cum mixed together was incredible. Jesse came over to me and kissed me.. Dad was standing right there now. Jesse leaned in and kissed Dad. then dad leaned over to me and kissed me, tongues exploring. My cock was rock hard again, and dad dropped to his knees and started sucking me.. He deep throated his sons cock until I shot off load number two . And immediately after he kissed Jesse swapping out my cum from his mouth for Jesses's spit. Dad then leaned in for another deep kiss. I remember walking out of jesses house together that day, and walking into the kitchen together, where mom had already almost finished making dinner. Where have you guys been and what have you been up to she asked? Dad calmly replied, "just shooting the breeze with Jesse.. "And he handed her some eggs, which he smartly picked up from Jesse's chicken coop before we left.. Then we washed up for dinner, and sat down to eat, with dad's ass still dripping from the two loads he took that day.

Continuation...a little long. Had to resolve a few plot points. It should heat up again next chapter. I think. _______________________________ Chapter 13) The gang bang had ended, and the thoroughly cowed faculty had been sent on their way, warned that if they complained, got medical treatment or went to the police, the video of them raping me would be posted on the internet and forwarded to the president of the university, the cops and the news media. I wanted to ruin them, but quietly: have my dad negotiate a huge financial settlement for all the guys in the frat, and as an additional condition demand the immediate resignation of all five of them. Or maybe just four. The “straight” math teacher – Larry – had turned into a complete cum dump. He was moaning to be fucked again after Mike and I had finished, so Carlos stepped up and rammed his enormous dick in Larry’s butt, shot another load and rubbed another one out of the so-called straight guy. He might be the best candidate as a puppet faculty advisor if I couldn’t convince everyone to play it my way, and we just held the threat of annihilation over the Gang of Five Creeps. But for now I was contemplating climbing the steep, narrow stairs. Every bone in my body hurt, I was hungry and exhausted; I shook my head and moaned, “I’ll have to sleep down here until I’m strong enough to make it up the stairs.” “Don’t worry baby, I’ll carry you,” said Carlos, as he hoisted me over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “This is how we got you upstairs last night.” Had it only been a day? It felt like weeks…months. Once we made it to the basement level from the sub-basement, he shifted me so that he was now cradling me against his chest. “I’m sorry baby,” he murmured. “For what?” I asked. “I said I wouldn’t let anybody hurt you but…” “Oh fuck, not you, too,” I sighed. “I’ll tell you what I told Mike: I decided to do this. I could have left but I didn’t, remember? You said I had major cojones. And you did just fine – you’ve got a wicked uppercut.” He smiled weakly. I was too tired for any further argument and gave up. Ike was waiting to take over at the foot of the stairs from the basement to the main floor of the house; for the last lap, Mike carried me upstairs, and delivered me to Aiden and Aaron, who began clucking over me like a couple of mother hens immediately. Everyone else seemed to have gone to bed; it was just about 4:00 AM. “Okay, into the tub for a nice warm oatmeal bath,” said Aaron, as he walked me to the bathroom. “Then you should take Advil – five or so should do it, that’s equal to prescription strength, it won’t kill you,” he added as I shook my head. “And we have some lotion that you can use on your butt to ease the sting. No getting fucked for the next four days at least, better if you wait a week.” “You want something else to eat or drink, Darren?” Aiden asked. “Is there more soup,” I asked “and some crackers or toast or something? Maybe some hot tea?” “Sure, we’ve got all of that,” he said, and left to prepare my pre-dawn snack. Aaron helped me climb in the tub; the warm water was soothing and I sighed contentedly. “Thanks. I’m sorry you have to stay up and play nursemaid, you must be exhausted too.” “Aiden and I slept while Carlos and Ike monitored the video,” Aaron explained. “Plus who would know better than Aiden and me what you’d need after that ordeal?” He shook his head and sighed, then began stroking my hair. “They were extra vicious to you. Daddy Scorpio must have told them to do it, or convinced them you were a pain pig or something. It was when he started choking you that Carlos and Ike woke up everybody and we all ran down to stop it.” “I don’t think I ever said thanks for saving me. How did you get in? Does everyone know the code?” “Daddy Scorpio set it and he isn’t exactly tech-savvy. He used 5-4-3-2-1 as the combination, so it wasn’t hard to memorize,” Aaron said, rolling his eyes. I laughed for the first time in hours. Aiden arrived with a tray holding another large mug of hot chicken soup, a mug of hot tea with honey and lemon, and some toasted whole-grain bread spread with raspberry jam. I slowly ate and drank, holding the plate so that I didn’t get toast crumbs in the bath water. By the time I’d finished, the water had cooled; Aiden and Aaron helped me out of the tub, and handed me a towel to dry off. I could hardly keep my eyes open at that point. “Time for bed,” Aiden said. “You look like you’re going to fall asleep on your feet.” They led me to Mike’s room, but the bed was empty. “Where’s Mike?” I asked, disappointed. “He’s bunking on the floor in a sleeping bag in Ike’s and my room,” Aaron said. “He thought you’d want the bed to yourself.” I made a small, annoyed sound, turned my eyes heavenward and shook my head. “Can you please go get that idiot?” I asked. Aaron grinned and said, “Sure. I’ll send him over.” When Mike walked in he looked tired, but not as if he’d been woken out of a sound sleep. He seemed braced for something, tense. The teasing, sarcastic words I would usually have employed under these circumstances died on my tongue. “I don’t want to sleep alone,” I said simply, and felt my eyes sting. He obviously relaxed and said “Neither do I.” We got in his bed, and wrapped ourselves around one another. “Thinking about being with you was the only thing that got me through this night,” I whispered. Mike gently kissed my cheek; odd to think that he now represented safety and security given how it had all started. But I knew he was a good man with a good heart. Finally exhausted, I fell asleep with his arms wrapped around me, keeping me warm. ————————— We were awoken by a brisk knock at the door and then Aiden entered without waiting for a response. “Goddamn it,” I grumbled drowsily. “What is it about this fucking room?” I had a wicked headache. “Good morning to you, too,” Aiden said. He was carrying a large sack from which a tantalizing array of odors wafted: coffee, eggs, French fries and pancakes. “It’s noon, you’ve gotten seven hours of sleep and you’ve got a lot to do today. Ouch,” he said looking at me more closely. “That’s some shiner you’ve got there.” “What?!? Where’s your mirror?” I asked Mike. “I don’t have one in here,” Mike said. I looked at him disbelievingly. “How do you check out your outfits?” He shrugged. I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom down the hall to take a look. A bruise spread over my left cheek bone, a lurid shade of deep purple, just beginning to go green and yellow on the edges. No wonder my head hurt. “I’m surprised you haven’t been arrested for crimes against fashion,” I told Mike when I returned to his room. “I have a mirror we can bring here when we move in my stuff today.” Mike’s smile was dazzling as he stroked my right cheek. “We’re moving your stuff here?” he asked. “Well, sure. I mean…unless you don’t want me to…” I trailed off, feeling foolish. He looked at me intently, seriously. “Of course I want you to.” “It’s time to eat,” Aiden said unsentimentally as he unpacked the paper bag. “Especially you, Darren, you’re running on chicken soup and fumes.” “Are you sure you’re not Jewish?” I asked. “You sound just like my mom.” Aiden smiled and shrugged. “And are you always this disgustingly cheerful in the morning?” I asked snarkily. He ignored me. “This is for you, Mike,” handed him a white plastic bag, “and you should take a couple more of these,” he said handing me a large bottle of ibuprofen and then finally left us to our breakfast. The plastic bag contained Mike’s medications; it turned out that Carlos had gotten the key to the cupboard where Daddy Scorpio kept everyone’s meds. There was orange juice, coffee, scrambled eggs, bacon (which I passed on), hot buttered toast, French fries, and pancakes with mixed berries and whipped cream. We sat on the floor and dug in. I hadn’t been aware of how hungry I was until I began to eat. “We’re going to have to figure out our next move before those bastards try anything,” I said, pausing my greedy inhalation of scrambled eggs. “I don’t trust any of them further than I can throw the Empire State Building. And I’m supposed to Skype with my parents tonight. With this eye I’m going to have to tell them something.” Mike grimaced. “I suppose you’re right. Is there any way they’ll keep it quiet?” I knew he was worried about his family finding out, and he wasn’t the only one with that problem. “I’m going to try to convince my dad to cut a deal with the college administration. They’re not going to want any publicity around this either, but my plan is that they have to pay out a lot of money to keep us quiet. Can I get just a part of the video to email if I need to persuade him?” “Carlos will set it up, he’s a whiz with computers. If your dad would negotiate for us, it’d be great,” Mike said. “My mom will probably want to write an article and then a book. I’ll try to stop her, but I know she’ll use pseudonyms.” Which if she named the University or any of the circumstances would be no shield at all. “Maybe she’ll be satisfied with just writing about me since everyone already knows everything about how I was born,” I finished sourly. Mike grinned. “I read her memoir for a writing class.” “Oh fuck,” I said. Of course they’d use it here because of Dad’s connection to the place. “C’mon, I thought it was sweet. There’s no doubt that they both really, really wanted you.” I sighed, rolled my eyes and barely refrained saying “whatever.” “Honey, we have to get you to the clinic today and get you on PeP,” Mike said, adroitly changing the subject. I felt torn – I didn’t really want HIV, but I didn’t want anything to come between me and Mike or my other friends. Seemingly reading my mind, Mike continued “We need to do this right, or your parents are going to be furious.” “I suppose so,” I acknowledged grudgingly. “And then you can transition to PreP, and we’ll be taking one of the same medications.” “What?” I said. “Yeah, I take Truvada to treat HIV. You’ll have to take it every day.” “Then what’s the point? I may as well just let myself convert,” I argued. “Darr, sweetheart, please just do this for me, okay?” he said, grasping my shoulders. “It’s going to be tough enough facing your mom and dad without missing something obvious like this.” “Ohh-kaaay,” I said, feeling oddly dejected. “You’re right. Since we’re going out, you wouldn’t happen to have my clothes, wallet and phone, would you?” “Tucked away in our chest of drawers,” he said nodding at the piece of furniture in question. Our – I liked the sound of that. “Your boots are in the closet.” We finished eating, took showers, shaved and I got dressed in the clothes I’d chosen especially for Friday night: a tight red t-shirt and tight black jeans with boots. I’d only worn them for a couple hours, so they were still fresh. Mike came up behind me, and pulled me back against him. I winced a little, still sore. “You look incredible. It was all I could do to keep from ripping that outfit off of you as soon as you walked in the door on Friday,” he murmured in my ear. I leaned back against him. “Then my plan worked.” “Definitely. Okay, places to go and things to do,” he said, leading me out of his room and down the steps. It took two trips to move all my belongings in Ike’s car, which I unpacked with the help of Mike, Carlos and McCloskey (whose first name I’d found out was Steve). I pointedly ignored their teasing about how much stuff I’d brought with me as we made room in the closet and dresser. Then I went with Mike to the clinic where I explained that I’d had unprotected sex and needed to start prophylaxis against possible HIV infection to a rather grouchy male nurse-practitioner. He insisted on a full physical and comprehensive blood work. One look at my battered anus got me prescriptions for an oral antibiotic and a topical ointment, as well as the Truvada, along with a lecture on safer sex and questions about the circumstances under which I’d had so much sex that my anal and rectal canals were so irritated. I brushed him off, but couldn’t avoid a follow-up appointment. Once back at the house, I curled up in the window seat in Mike’s room and caught up on some reading assignments. We had pizza for dinner, along with minestrone soup and salad. “Who’s paying for all this food?” I asked. “Daddy Scorpio,” said Aiden with a satisfied smile. “He’s hoping we’ll keep quiet, so it’s bribe. But none of us are above bribes.” Then, finally, the hard part: Skyping with Mom and Dad. I initiated the connection, and then moved so I’d be off screen. Mike, Carlos, Ike, Aiden and Aaron were in the room with me for moral support. “Darren, sweetie, is that you? Move over, we can’t see you,” my mom said. “Are you sitting down?” I asked. “Why?” my dad asked suspiciously. “Just tell me. And if you’re not sitting, please sit.” “Okay, okay, we’re both sitting,” my dad said exasperatedly. “What have you done now? Dyed your hair green and cut in a Mohawk?” I moved so that I was in their sight line, watched my mother’s jaw drop, and then her face crumple. “Darren, what happened?” she demanded. “From the looks of it, our charming son finally met his match and got socked in the eye for mouthing off.” I was irritated enough at his assumption I earned the bruise that I just blurted it out. “No. I was assaulted. Sexually.” “What?” my mother shrieked. “How did this happen? Have you seen a doctor, have you called the police?” “I went to a clinic and they took care of me and prescribed some medicine, you’ll see the charges on the insurance and my credit card. The police…it’s kind of complicated.” I had prepared my version carefully, memorizing a bulleted list that I’d shared with everyone with instructions to memorize it, or else I’d add them to any criminal complaint. That shut up Daddy Scorpio’s supporters in a hurry. “Complicated?” my dad said, looking skeptical. “Meaning…?” “I went on a date this past Friday, with a really nice guy, but…” “He’s not nice if he raped you,” my mother said flatly. “It wasn’t him. I said it was complicated. He’s the pref…president of a fraternity and he wanted me to pledge. We had a lovely time together. I met some of the guys, they’re great and I decided to join. When I left the Fraternity house, someone grabbed me, and took me to a basement room…” “Oh, my poor, sweet angel. I told you we should have him stay in New York,” my mom said turning on my dad furiously. “We would have been able to keep a closer eye on him.” Me mum had hit on the only upside I’d been able to find when Dad insisted I go to this bucolic setting for college: severing the umbilical cord. I loved Mom, but she had a tendency to hover. “But,” Dad began. “We’ve sent our son into the middle of a real-live Deliverance because you insisted that he attend your alma mater,” she said, reaching for tissues as she started to cry. “They weren’t hicks, mom,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Who did this?” my dad said, now angry. “Have you gone to the police or the campus authorities?” “I keep saying it’s complicated, Dad. Let me finish.” I took a deep breath. “It was several faculty members.” “Several. Faculty. Members?!?” said my dad, his face expressing how unlikely he thought this to be. “Who?” “Well, the guy who grabbed me is the football coach here…” “Zetcher? Impossible. I don’t believe it.” “Are you saying that I’m lying?” “You’d do anything to convince us to let you come back to New York, up to and including hitting yourself in the face with a two by four and then claiming you were raped. It’s not going to work.” I let my hurt show. “Okay. I was afraid of this. I didn’t want to, but I’m going to send you a video clip. Check your email.” I had the message ready to go that had the excerpt Carlos prepared attached, starting when Daddy Scorpio threatened me, then tackled me. I heard the ping on the family PC that indicated my email had arrived. Dad opened it and double-clicked on the attached mpeg. Next thing I heard was Daddy Scorpio’s yelling at me that I’d pay, my snarky comeback and then my scream as he tackled me. “Turn it off,” my mother said tearfully. “I can’t watch this!” “Darren…I…I’m sorry. I…” my dad stuttered. “You want to make up for it?” I said, irritated that my eyes were burning. “Come here. I need both of you,” and began to cry. “We’ll be there tomorrow, angel,” my mom promised. “As soon as we can get there.” “I have a deposition…” “Fuck the goddamn deposition, an associate or another partner will handle it if you explain that our son needs us, it’s a family emergency. Don’t say another word,” Mom warned my dad. I saw my friends exchange glances, wide-eyed at my mom dropping the “f” bomb. “Who made this video, and how did you get it?” he asked, and my mom’s eyes went to slits, her mouth a tight, straight line. “Friends who saved me.” “Huh?” Dad said, clearly completely perplexed. “Why didn’t they stop it from happening, then?” Time to play the trauma card. “Daddy, I’m exhausted, I have a headache and it’s all a little fuzzy. Can we talk tomorrow?” I gave them the address of the frat house so they could find me. “Try to get some sleep, angel,” said my mom as she dabbed her eyes. “We’re on our way,” just before we ended the session. “Baby, now I know where you get it,” said Carlos after I turned off my laptop. “Get what?” I asked. “That fearless mouth of yours,” he said admiringly. “Your mom sounds just like you!” “I think it’s the other way around, darling,” said Aaron. Aiden nodded his agreement and snickered. “Can you really sell them on this?” Mike asked. “Yeah, there’s a lot of gaps to account for,” Ike worried. “I’ll manage it. Somehow,” I assured them. They all look less than convinced. “It all hinges on the video and my testimony. And I will only testify as to what is on that video. There’s no proof for the rest.” And then a wave of fatigue washed over me. “I don’t about you guys, but I’m sleep deprived and have to face the parents tomorrow. So I’m ready to call it a night.” “Me too, Darr,” said Mike. The rest left our room for their own, we got ready (finally, my own toothbrush!) and snuggled together in bed. I fell asleep immediately. It was dark…I was in a room…Mike’s room? Or the “Chapel of the Scorpion”? What was just on the other side of the door over there? I knew I wasn’t alone…there was someone dangerous nearby, and I had to leave, but where’s the door? I saw someone – Daddy Scorpio? – coming towards me, tried to run then fell…and woke with a jolt and small shout. “Sweetheart, what is it?” Mike said as he turned on the bedside lamp. “A dream, just a dream,” I said as I tried to catch my breath. “Your heart is thumping a mile a second,” Mike said. “And you’re shaking. What was it about?” I shook my head, not wanting to relive it. “It’ll help, I promise. We’ve all been through it, the nightmares.” I thought a minute, and tried to hold on to the now-fading fragments of my dream. “I was someplace…” and I paused. “That’s a good start,” said Mike gently. I made a face at him, concentrated again. “I thought it was this room, then it changed to the room in the sub-basement, but it didn’t look the same. I saw a door but I knew someone was in the room and that they were going to try to hurt me,” I said, my breathing getting shallower. “And then I think I saw The Father…” “Daddy Scorpio,” Mike prompted. “Remember?” I smiled weakly. “Yeah, Daddy Scorpio. And he started towards me, I couldn’t find the door – it was gone – and then I tripped and was falling. That’s when I woke up.” He didn’t say anything else, just held me close. “Are you sure he can’t get in here?” I asked. I hadn’t thought about it before. Mike smirked. “All the locks were changed and the guys put bolts on all the doors inside. The frat operating fund paid for it. He’s locked out, believe me. Try to relax,” Mike said and kissed me on the forehead. “You’re trembling like a leaf.” I tried closing my eyes, and breathing deeply and rhythmically. The shakiness of the dream persisted, but I tried to hold still and let Mike sleep. “Still can’t sleep?” he asked. So much for that. “Yeah, sorry. Maybe I should sleep on the floor, or the couch in the living room.” “Don’t be stupid,” Mike said, sounding a little more awake. “There’s no point in neither of us sleeping.” “Let’s try something,” he said, and nuzzled my neck, began zeroing in on my hotspots. “This isn’t going to relax me,” I gasped. “I’ll want you to fuck me, and we can’t. That means I’ll be awake and horny.” “There’s other things we can do – let me take care of you” he whispered, then pressed his mouth to mine, and gently pushed his tongue between my lips. He was a fantastic kisser, and just let him take over though I felt frustrated that I couldn’t take him inside of me. Then he began working his way down: my ears, my jaw, my neck again, my chest, lazily tonguing my nipples as I twisted under him. He followed my belly down to the groin where he flicked a teasing tongue over the femoral artery, his warm mouth closing gently over my cock. I moaned as he increased the suction and began to lightly play with my balls; from the rhythmic pumping I could sense that he was simultaneously beating himself off. I could feel the buzz start in my lower back, and began to follow the nerves of my pelvis, to the root of my dick, no holding back now. My load shot into his warm, accommodating mouth. Mike didn’t let up on the suction and I writhed with pleasure so intense that it felt like torture. Then he was up on his knees and shooting his load on my chest and stomach. He lay down and kissed me again, tracing patterns in the load he’d unleashed on my abdomen. “I’m drawing hearts,” he murmured. I giggled weakly; the tension was gone. Mike seemed to sense the change. “They say sex is better than valium for relaxation,” he told me as he reached for the box of tissue that’d been left on the nightstand and gently cleaned me up. “Case in point,” I said sleepily. “Sleep tight, honey,” he answered. I felt him pull me close as I dropped into a deep, dreamless sleep.