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Chapter 2. The next morning over breakfast, I asked my boy if he wanted me to stretch him out some more and try out some more cum play. He smiled across the table with that same shy mischievous grin, and then asked what I had in mind. I told him we’d be taking a few days off from rawfucking to get his hole relatively tight again, but we’d jerk off daily. Each time we came for the next few days, we shot our loads into a jar and kept it in the fridge. I know I added a load more than once a day and I’m sure he did too. By the weekend, the jar was obscenely splattered with a good half inch of our combined milky seed. I got my boy to lean back and lapped at his puckered ass, savoring its tightness. With no abuse, he was tighter than he’d been in months. I tongue fucked him as his hole began to relax and then dipped my fingers in the cum jar. Fresh from the fridge, the goo was cold and thick, but it did a great job of lubing his ass. It tasted so good and I loved how his greedy hole seemed to suck it in. In that moment, savoring the sight of his cum-lubed hole, I grabbed my phone and shot a few pics. I snapped as my raw cock, slimy with cum, slid into his hole. I got a great pic of his hole clinging outward as I reared back, then sucking in as I slammed forward. I shot a big load into him, but with his hole already so wet, it hardly made a difference. I knew I would stay hard for bit and pulled out to replace my cock with the dildo. I slid it’s full length into him. As he tried to dig his fingertips into his hole, I swatted them away and slid my own hard cock into him alongside that fake dick. He wailed, loving the sensation of having his ass split open by two cocks. He shouted out that he wanted to feel two real raw cocks in his ass. I got him to talk dirty and confess he wanted to feel two real raw cocks in his ass. ‘What about the lube,’ I asked. He moaned back begging for me to keep his ass full of cum. Of course, that made me come immediately and he blasted all over his chest without even touching his cock. As I smeared his seed onto my cock and fucked it back into him, I asked him if he was really sure of what he wanted. He almost seemed ashamed to admit it, but I smiled and told him that I was loving his piggy side coming out more and more. Her hung his head and sighed that he was afraid he’d keeping wanting more and more and not be able to stop, going as far as taking POZ cum. The thought of that clearly freaked him out as much as it turned him on. I hugged him and told him I’d be there to make sure he was safe, more or less, and could just enjoy the sex. Besides, taking two cocks at once wasn’t really so filthy. Now, ten, that’d be a different story. He just grinned at me playing with his sopping pussy, saying how hot it would be to take a load from a stranger and not even see his face. I asked how he’d feel about taking a load without knowing the guy’s status. His cock sprang right back to life and I slowly massaged his balls saying that guys who fuck raw are bound to take POZ seed sooner or later. I kept talking dirty until he came again, his thick load dripping down his shaft. We held each other as we drifted off to sleep, his ass leaking loads into a cool puddle on the bed, and me hatching a plan to get another guy’s cum and cock deep into my boy’s guts. To be continued...

Its hard to explain. But in a matter of minutes, my fright had turned to eagerness. I was horny for their loads. Their toxic POZ loads. The fact that these guys systematically brought guys in, trained them to take cum, and then whored them out to all kind of men - it turned me on so hard. Sleazy, promiscous, horny, raunchy, dirty, verbal, dominant and rough were all quite fitting adjectives. And I loved it. Michael went down to my hole, eating it good and well, while Peter prepped me verbally for what was going to happen. "okay, slut. ready?" "Yes, sir", i responded. "you know, i always give a chance to regret... just in case...." he said, but it was obvious what my answer would be. "No sir, i want it." "okay, then. So, this is what we will do. Michael will breed you first. He probably comes quite quickly, and prefers to go quite rough. But he comes a lot. He has saved for days for you." IT was at this point i realised that I was hunted down, not just randomly picked up. They had really planned this. "Thats perfect with me. My hole is all yours now." I responded. "great, slut, just as it should. After Michael has shot his load inside you, I will go down there, lick and tease your hole. We want you to work that load down your gut again and pus it out in my mouth. I love to felch a hot load out an open ass, preferably toxic sperm. So when you push into my mouth I want it all, not just a portion. Everything. " "Oh, fuck. that sounds hot!" "When my mouth is full", Peter continued, "I will move up, and give it to you. Dont swallow, cause well use it well, all three of us. Ill push my huge hard cock inside you, and breed you while we kiss and make out with all that poz cum. I have good control of my cumming, so Ill use a long time on you. Then, in the end I will give you my POZ load too. And you will have toxic sperm in both mouth and ass. Our two toxic loads inside your body." Michael took a break from my hole, looked up on me and said "Fucking hell, lets do this!" And we did. ... _____

Part 14 There were no more dawdles. He had resumed his thrusts in and out of me. Totally focused on the feelings in my hole, it didn’t take long for me to start moaning which seemed to fuel Magoo even more. He was now pounding me with only one objective: build an unforgettable load just for me. I let go my cock which was undecided to whether stay soft or go hard. I reached to his nipple rings. I tugged on them lightly while tightening my asshole against his cock. Magoo thanked me with a series of grunts. Magoo leaned on me, pushing my legs closer to my shoulders and grab a nipple in the fingers of each hand, and with a sly smile, Magoo really began to work on them. I felt jolts of pain mixed with excitement run like electricity through my body. My hands were snooping at his body, caressing his body hair, my fingers tracing the contour of his biohazard tattoo. Magoo didn’t need to look down at my hand to find where it was and what it was doing. Magoo had his eyes closed. For his age, he was in a great condition; his sexual prowess was way much better than the average of my poor and few past encounters. Maybe it was his physique that made him so good. He was shorter, shorter in legs, narrower in shoulders, and not particularly muscular. However, his calves and, to a lesser extent, his thighs, were quite exceptional. I would have volunteered Magoo to develop a VO2 training program for fucking. He abruptly stopped; his cock deeply rooted in my ass. For a moment, I thought that Magoo had cum. He slowly pulled out, his cock, hard as ever, sprang up against his stomach. I found myself over his cock, unsure how my ass would take it. Squeezing a nine inches cock into my hole would be a challenge. “Go for it, Max. Work yourself on my poz cock. It’s all yours.” Magoo said. It should have been easier for me, and despite the fact that he had fucked me for the last 45 minutes, opening me up nicely, I was having a hard time to control my balance and not impaling myself at once. I was sliding down gradually on the slick cock. I felt some pain as my guts were trying to accommodate the long cock in this new position. I paused at about two third, to breathe and let the sharp pain fade. Magoo took that as a go, because he pushed his pelvis up, stuffing the rest of his cock up my chute. “Oh fuck…!” we said in unison. Me unprepared from the sudden blunt attack, him from the awesome feeling of my warm ass bucking and screwing over his cock. My reflexes were to dislodge myself, but a new pain from my balls told me it was a bad idea. Magoo had a solid grip on my nutsack. The pain in my poor little nuts was excruciating. I slumped back. I could feel Magoo’s dick throbbed harder in my hole. I kept my eyes shut. Magoo squeezed harder to get my attention. “Come Max, you know what to do, fuck yourself, work the reward I am ready to give you.” And fuck I did. Sweat poured down my back and my chest. A mind-invading of filthy smell of male sex filled the room. All my lower body muscles were on fire. As I slowed down, to get some reliefs, he started working is fuckmeat in and out of me again. “Is that what you want, Max? You want my gift?” Magoo asked as he made me bounce, his damp crotch slapping against my ass. “Uh huh,” I whispered. I was shaking. Magoo was abusing my nutsack again. My balls throbbed on every pressure release he was providing. "Oh yeah… Max… look down… little Max is getting horny" I was hard as stone. I was panting too. Drops of sweat were pouring on my cock but also on Magoo’s chest and crotch, wetting his grey fur body. Firmly planted balls deep in me, acting as a lever, Magoo reversed our position. Loosely wrapping my legs around him intuitively, the old man didn’t waste time to engage in some sort negative-split* fuck. Insatiable, he alternated between long smooth strokes (which I liked a lot due to my sore ass), sliding out his nine inches cock, my hole failing to close back completely and forcing it to reopen giving passage to his cockhead and his entire shaft; between short and hard jabs that seems to give his cock the most pleasure; and between fast shallow fucks which he was currently doing. * (A negative split is when a guy runs the second half of his marathon faster than the first) “I’m closed Max, I won’t be long before I shoot my load. My poz load! That’s the only thing I can give you… a gift from me to you… I will keep my promise…” Magoo said in voice indicating that indeed he was approaching his orgasm. In the state I was, it wasn't easy for me to put coherent thoughts together. Magoo was a man of his word. During his confession, he had made me a promise. And now it was for me to decide. Epilogue When I reached 18 years old, I came out to my parents. My dad told me that I would fell in “the depths of hell and depravity” before he kicked me out of the house. So, this is when I moved here, in the Village, and found myself neighboring Mr. Magoo. To prove my father wrong, I stayed clear of any acts and places that would have led me to what he called my damnation. The bathhouse was the representative reality of hell and depravity. After passing the full-metal door in the back of a building, I clearly remembered my thought at the moment: “Now, you are really in the depths of it.” As I am sitting on my couch in my small apartment, back from the bathhouse, I now know that Mr. Magoo led me to my salvation. Yes, the wicked Mr. Magoo. And it turns out Jesus was my savior. Ironic, isn’t it? “…I have something to confess” he told in grave tone. I feared the worst and we stopped fucking. Completely. “I lied to you, Max…” In the back of my mind, I suspected it since he explained to me his plan. After everything started to happen according to his plan, I wasn’t sure anymore. But Mickey had told me that he and Magoo had “planned a lot of things over the last few weeks”. My suspicions raised again. “I kinda of guessed…” I replied, “why would you lie to me?” “I didn’t want to stealth Mickey…” “Huh… okay…?” “I wanted to stealth you” he revealed in a voice that didn’t show any remorse. The way he always look at me due to his myopia, with his narrowed eyes, I was never certain if he was x-raying my mind or just trying to decipher my face expression. Magoo had started rocking back his cock very very slowly. “Oh shit…! You did…!” “No, I haven’t stealth you” he admitted promptly. “The truth is I wouldn’t have been able to stealth Mickey. He has been taking loads since last November after his boyfriend got poz at the Halloween Conversion Party”. “Oh shit… Mickey really stealth me…!” “No. Well, I doubt that he would have poz you. His latest test from Thursday indicated he was still negative. It is the reason he was back at the bathhouse today, well yesterday.” “but he could have… I mean his boyfriend…” “There aren’t together since Halloween. That was the first time they saw each other yesterday. Since the party, he lives with a friend of Master Eddy who trained him to be a dedicated slave man to his needs.” “Eddy…? You mean Eddy, sexy Eddy… Master?” “Yes. Eddy.” “Jesus and Eddy are together. I think you figured this out. I promised Eddy to have a go at you after I stealthed you… His plan was for you to spend the rest of this weekend with him and Jesus to see if you be good material for him.” “Good material!?!” I was shocked and a little bit pissed about this. “Hey, you are still with me, no? It is Saturday early morning and no one will force you do anything that you don’t want to” he said trying to calm me down, “but frankly, I think you should give it a try. I believe you and Eddy, and Jesus would be a good match. My opinion.” It was my turn to narrow my eyes and give him a suspicious look. “Anyway, I had a long chat with Jesus and he is the one that convinced me to not stealth you…” “Wow… why… I mean why Jesus would…” “Sshh… He has his reasons, and I will not give you any details. The conversation was between him and me only, and it will stay like that.” I pouted. Clearly unsatisfied by Magoo’s statement and wondering why Jesus intervened in Magoo’s plan other than “acquiring a sub” motive. “Another thing…” “There is more?” I asked my eyes rolling up in their sockets. “Nothing dramatic… Luke…” Magoo hesitated. “What about him?” “He is my nephew by alliance…” he replied sheepishly. “He married my niece. She’s is the daughter of my younger brother’s second marriage…” I was still caught by the fact Luke was Magoo’s nephew. “He can’t be pozzed, you understand?” a concerned Magoo inquired “I love my niece and wouldn’t want to cause her any harms. I don’t know how you convinced him to go bareback, and even more let him cum in his ass, although you posed any risks. But no more, understood” I nodded feeling guilty for having forced myself on him, to make him cheat his wife. Even more, after the young cop told me while we were cuddling before falling asleep that “he liked it” and “he would mind doing this again with me”. “So, I am not stealthing you, but you would make me really happy if you would let… you know… let me cum in you… I know you have the right to be angry at me, but I came clean as I told Jesus I would. You don’t need to answer me right now. I promised to asked you before I ready to come, and I promised to respect your choice.” I rocked back my hips a couple of time to let him know to start fucking me again. “I’ll let you know my answer when you’ll ask” I replied warmly. It is Saturday noon, and I am waiting in my apartment for sexy Eddy to pick me up. I packed few things in a bag for the weekend. I shall return on Monday after lunch and meet Magoo again. “Max, I’m really closed… I will pull out if you asked me too…” I was exactly where my father told me I would, in the depths of hell and depravity. It didn’t seem so terrible, and final. It was just another path. Fuck my father. “Yes, cum in me. Give me my first poz load.” I asked taking possession of my life. Magoo hadn't really stopped fucking me for my answer. “Unh… I’m closed… Urghh… urghh… urghh… fuck yes… you’re getting it…” Magoo’s voice echoing in the now quiet bathhouse. Afterword Life and death is so irrelevant in this uncertain world. I believe I will find someone to love and care, and be loved in return. I came back from my weekend with Master (still sexy) Eddy and Jesus. I had a great time. I might tell the story one day. University had resumed again, remotely. Eddy offered me a place at his home arguing I would saved money, and feel less lonely. I was conflicted to leave Mr. Magoo, but when I met him, he was already explaining me his next wicked plan… I did not get the fuck flu. At least not the way people described it. I had headaches and some mild fever. Nothing to keep me in bed. Anyway, I went at the clinic to get tested for both HIV and covid. I am awaiting my results. All characters in this fiction exists in real life. Yes, even the wicked Mr. Magoo! Acknowledgement There is a lot of great stories here and many of them were written few years ago. Some unfinished. Amongst some of the recent authors that got me fueled, I would like to mention @mass1ve and @earlystart for their amazing and manipulative stories “Doctor Doug” and “Good Christian boys” respectively. Mass1ve’s “Homewrecker” is also hot. “Lockdown Project” by @swimcrush is also very hot. In another register, @Tanbbottom started a story about the same time as mine titled “Barry, Jason and Chris” which I like a lot. @Gymguy8, @1981virginia, @whthole4u and @ButtB4iGo wrote and still write phenomenal stories. And two last ones, if you like twisted stories, read @socalboi88 “My Twisted Neighbor Lets Me Crash at His Place” and @btm4bbrn “Scorpion Bikers” So many to mention!

Now I have been debating for quite a while about whether this was the correct forum to make this post, but I am going to use the “just about whatever you want to talk about” description as my license to go ahead as maybe this may help someone, especially younger. At a very young age, there was always a group of guys who knew I was gay before I did I guess. Although I honestly had no interest in men until probably my early 20s they saw something and used this to tease me mercilessly. I was teased throughout my school years damn near to the point of persecution. For years I was angry, bitter, vengeful and upset even after I figured out my attraction to men. I wasted peak years, repressing myself sexually. I have recently seen one of my old classmates. I played it cool. Well needless to say he is not doing well. He is on his fifth kid with his fourth mother, a very unattractive and overweight woman who was accompanying him. He was telling me about some of my old classmate two were also not doing particularly well. After our conversation he got in the passenger seat I have an old beat up minivan, with yet another newborn. This guy was the school jock! That’s when it hit me I have finally won. While his life is basically over, I have my own home, I own my car, I own a business I am doing quite well for myself financially with lots of potential to do more. Although they hurt at the time, his words and the words of all the rest really meant nothing. I can fuck any guy who I please, and not reliant on a woman for my room and board. I guess I am saying all that to say that if you are younger, gay and have pain in your life caused by others, just keep working hard and living your life free. Doing well, and fucking freely, is the best revenge.

I have been in relationships where my man breeds others and has others breed me. It’s not all about sex. I think at the end of the day if your man cums home to you it’s all that matters.

Just had a 4 hour breeding session with a well built hairy 53 yr old Irish bloke with a fat veiny 8.5" uncut dick with a massive bell end that I could feel sliding inside me! We had a hard sweaty piss fuck & he impregnated me with 3 big thick loads. Now waiting for my 29 yr old black dreadlocked fuck bug Marlon! He's a 6'1" hairy stocky/muscular lad covered in afro man fur, thick bushy arm pits and big natural bush around his big 10.5" uncut dick. He's finishing his late shift at midnight (Now) and will be coming straight here smelling all ripe and pungent like a man should smell. He's Top/vers so I'm hoping he'll give me his big meaty hairy arse to breed too.

Thank you. And to all the guys who have been jerking off to my work. I've been taking some time off -- I was doing a bit too much "research" for the writing, and it was starting to impact my life. Things are going well, and I'll probably come back in late February / early March. In the meantime, I always appreciate your feedback - both here and in the messages.

Gloryhole Loads for My Boy Chapter 1. When we first met, we fucked safe. Even with a condom on, my boy would make me pull out to cum, in the rubber, just in case. He was downright prudish. I asked him what he was so afraid of, and he confessed that he fantasized about taking raw cock, even from POZ men. His fantasies scared him, but as he told me more, I kept getting more and more hard. After his confession didn’t scare me off, he started talking while I fucked him, begging for me to cum in him. He’d go so far to plead for me to breed his pussy. During a particularly hot session, I pulled out to catch my breath, and he ripped the condom off and guided my raw cock into his hole for the first time. It was so hot, I only lasted a few more strokes before filling him with my load. He just grinned at me. After that, we never used condoms again. I asked him if he liked taking loads, and he just sheepishly smiled. I told him that I’d be happy to cum in him whenever he’d let me. That kept us satisfied for a few weeks. I’d rail him and then ask where he wanted my load, and he’d beg for it, pushing me over the edge and cumming inside him. I never pulled out to cum on his hole and push it back in. He wanted cum deep inside. I regularly watched his hole cling to my dick as I pulled out. His hole would wink and then start to leak a trickle of my cum. The sight of his freshly bred hole kept me hard. My boy saw how excited his cummy hole made me, and he jerked me back to full hardness and guided me back into him. I loved watching my own cum squelch around my cock as I slid back and forth. He was loving how sloppy and slippery our fuck was. He gasped, ‘Yeah, use that cum. Lube your dick with that cum!’ That got me going and I came deeply inside. When I pulled out a second time, he fingered his hole and worked two fingers in. I jerked him off with one hand and added two fingers to his hole. He was more cummy and looser than he’d ever been before, and we both loved it. He came all over his chest and I gooped it up and pressed it into his open pussy. My boy looked up at me and asked if I thought less of him for being so slutty. I told him how much it turned me on to see his used fucked-out hole. He suggested we do this again in a few hours, and we did! I came twice, again, and he came once, and all three loads went into his ass. Followed by four slimy fingers. We repeated the feat every few days for the next few weeks. By that time, even with a cummy hole full of fingers, I could sense his cunt wanting more. After playing with his hole for a bit after a verbal naughty session, I reached into his bedside table, where I knew he kept a dildo. His hole was so gooey that I was able to slip it right in. My boy squealed with delight. He slid two fingers in alongside that rubber cock and I worked his dick until he shot again. We collapsed into a cummy sweaty mess and slept hard. To be continued... Note: This will be a six-chapter story. And yes, they're all written. It's filthy. I'll post a new chapter ever couple of days. This is dedicated to a certain piggy guy, who deserves a piggy man to help him on his journey. We all deserve that.

Rob answered the door and was greeted by his new next neighbors Sam and Michael. Sam was a 5”10 210 pound hairy bear with a 7” cock while Michael was a 6”2 250 pound very hairy bear with a 9”cock, Both were sweaty from completing their jog through the neighborhood and wanted to meet their new neighbor who they saw moving in the day before. Sam & Michael were two highly toxic bears who loved to breed and convert guys to the brotherhood at any chance. When they saw Rob, they gave each other a shared look of lust as they saw Rob in his basketball shorts and tee shirt with his extremely hairy body showing. Being 6’4’’ and 280, Rob was bigger than both Sam and Michael which they loved and were hoping that Rob was gay (or at least bisexual). Sam and Michael were going to try to find out and in their introduction invited themselves in and wanted to get to know Rob better. Rob, Sam and Michael started to chat and get to know each other around Rob’s Kitchen counter as all his kitchen chairs were taken by half open boxes being unloaded. Sam explained to Rob that Michael was his husband and they wanted to get to know their new neighbor. As Sam explained the relationship, Michael noticed that Rob’s cock was starting to get hard and tent within his shorts and glanced to Sam with a smirk. Michael asked Rob about his relationship background and Rob explained that he was recently broken up with his girlfriend and was using this move into a new place to start anew. Unprompted Rob told Sam and Michael that he had been sexually active with his college roommate and still considered himself bisexual as he tried to show he was very supportive of Sam & Michael’s relationship. Michael started probing with Rob to understand Rob’s experiences with his roommate. Rob explained as a sophomore his roommate, Cam, was assigned was gay and one evening came home drunk from a party and horny. He saw Rob on his bed with his cock tenting in his shorts and before Rob knew what happened, his roommates mouth was around his cock and sucking him off. Rob had never felt anything like that and didn’t last too long before cumming. Cam continued to suck on rob to get him hard again and asked if Rob wanted to fuck his ass and without thinking much Rob said yes and Cam immediately took Rob’s slick hard cock and directed it to his hole. Rob without thinking was starting to fuck his first ass and bareback no less. Rob lasted only a couple of minutes before cumming in Cam’s ass. Rob was in a post sex haze but realized he had a new level of a roommate relationship and going forward for the rest of their college time together Rob and Cam would continue to fuck (Rob always being the top) and started to get tested to ensure they were clean of STDs. Rob after college hadn’t been with another guy but wondered post is recent relationship (and the previous failures he had) if he should give it another try as he never had better sex than with Cam Rob realized that from explaining his back story, his 8” cock was fully hard and tenting in his shorts. He tried to hide that as Michael asked when the last time was he had been sucked. When Rob said it had been a couple of months, Michael asked if he wanted to change that and dropped to his knees and pulled down Rob’s shorts and started sucking. Sam then came to Rob and immediately started kissing Rob as he slowly massaged Rob’s ass. Sam broke his kiss to lick his fingers and then returned to making out with Rob as he slid a finger into his very tight hole. Rob broke the kiss to say he had never had been fucked. Sam asked if wanted it and Rob without thinking nodded his head yes and Sam dropped his shorts and his cock sprung out leaking precum ready to breed Rob's virgin (and currently) neg hole To be continued ....

My boy and I had a few weeks off for vacation and decided to buy a beat-to-shit car and drive cross country. We figured we'd make it to San Francisco, fuck around in some sleazy bars, and then fly home. We drove for a few days, changing off who was driving every so often. Somewhere in Iowa, my boy was driving as I was dozing. It was early evening, and I was beat, hoping to find a motel with wifi so I could log on and see if I could get some corn-fed hicks to come fill up and stretch out my boy's hole. We don't believe in condoms and sharing his sweet hole with guys, POZ or not, is my favorite thing in the world. Spit, dick, and ass. That's all we need. I guess we've both taken dozens of POZ loads and hundreds of loads we didn't ask about. We haven't been tested, but if we're not sick, it's a fucking miracle. With my eyes closed, I sensed the car coming to a halt. I opened one eye as my boy was opening his door. He said, “Gotta piss. Be right back.” We were in an empty parking lot outside of a roadside rest stop. After glancing at the clock in the radio, I went back to sleep figuring we'd be on our way in a bit. I was woken by the sound of a motorcycle stopping. Twenty minutes had gone by. I opened my eyes in time to see a tall hunky redhead with a mustache hopping off his bike. Sexy sunglasses, leather boots and jacket, tight jeans, the works. I wondered what could possibly be keeping my boy? I dozed off again for about five minutes, and noticed the motorcycle was still there. I figured I could piss too, so I headed in. I headed in to a dimly fluorescent-lit tiled room with a filthy piss trough, a leaky sink, and one big stall. I didn't hear anything, so I thought I'd investigate the stall. When the plywood door swung open, there was my slutty boy on his knees, jeans at his ankles, quietly sucking the motorcycle stud's cock for all he was worth. The fucker still had his sunglasses on too. The stud didn't seem bothered by the arrival of a new-cummer. He was pulling my boy's hair, skull fucking his face. “You want some of this?,” he asked. “Hell, I can have it anytime I want. He's my boy,” I replied. He must have though I meant my son. He quickly pulled my boy's head off his huge spit-slick cock and said, “Shit, man! I'm sorry. I didn't know.” “Didn't know what? That I get off watching him take stranger's cum?” With that, he smiled, and went back to face-fucking my boy slut. I wriggled my jeans down and started nursing my cock to full hardness. I bent down and after rearranging my boy, stuck my tongue as far up his hole as possible, working in two, then three, then four fingers. I figured this guy's thick cock would delight my boy more if he was properly stretched out. My own cock was drooling it's own questionable juice, so I scooped up a bit in my hand and asked, “You want this up his hole or on your meat?” He pulled my boy off and lubed up his already-wet cock with my juice. He swung my boy around so he could get at his loosened hole. “Want me to bag up,” he said as he grinned. “What for? Got anything we should know about?” “Uh, yeah.” “Can't be something he doesn't already have. Stick it in.” That was all the invitation this stud, who was infected with -BLANK-, needed. In one thrust, his beer-can thick cock was balls deep in my boy's hole. He squirmed with delight as the guy thrusted in and out, over and over, faster and faster. My boy was trying to blow me but was having such a good time, it was all he could do to hold himself up and off the filthy tiled floor. I pulled back to enjoy the view, slowly jerking myself as I watched this fucker go to town on my boy's sensitive vulnerable raw hole. The stud took raised his sunglasses to his forehead with one hand, revealing the sexiest clear blue eyes I've ever seen. He looked directly at me and asked, “Can I breed him?” “What the fuck do you think?” The stud's thrusts got faster and faster and he finally lunged forward, loading my boy's hole up with some unknown sort of toxic spooge. As soon as he stopped shuddering, my boy swung around to clean off his poisoned dick. Not knowing what the stud had made it so hot to watch as my boy licked off his own ass juices and toxic cum. I shoved my dick as deeply as it would go into my boy's wrecked pussy and came after a few intense seconds, forcing the stranger's load deeper and deeper into my boy's guts. I pulled up my jeans as the stranger did the same. He leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and forced his tongue down my throat. I nearly came a second time. He looked directly into my eyes and whispered, “Hope you guys have a good doctor. You're going to need it.” With that, he pulled away, put his sunglasses back on, and strode out of the stall. I smiled at my boy, curled up on the cold tile, legs spread wide, shoving four fingers in his drippy hole as he brought himself to climax, covering his tight abs and chest with his own questionable cum. I picked him up, and helped him dress, not letting him clean off or wash up. I scooped my boy up in my arms and brought him back to the car. I poured him into the back seat and started the engine. I noticed a piece of paper that had been shoved under the windshield wipers. In barely-legible script was written, “that was hot. your boys hole milked out a toxic aids load. should i have told you first?” Hell no. Breed first, ask questions later.

Yes, I remember applying for a mortgage in the 90’s, and although I can’t remember exactly how it was worded, there was a question on the application form that basically asked if you were gay. I didn’t want to lie, and asked my (very sympathetic) mortgage advisor what I should do. She said that if I answered truthfully, it would be rejected, and my credit rating would bomb, but that if I decided to withdraw the application at that point, my credit rating would also bomb: Catch 22. The only options left were to lie, or just ‘fail to complete’ the application... I chose the latter- a typically British solution, taking maximum advantage of a ‘grey area’. The things we put up with back then... hard to believe now in 2021! Mind you, it was only a couple of decades before that when you couldn’t apply for a mortgage at all if you were a woman! When people moan about the state of the world today, it’s things like that that remind me that we have made progress, and that for millions of people, things are better now than they have ever been.

I was in Houston Texas for work in 2009 for several weeks throughout the year. I used to frequent the adult theaters being a good little cock whore allowing anyone to breed me. The filthier the place the better. The filthier the men the better. Then came the day. I was staying in center city at a nice hotel and went running after work one night in my skimpy running shorts. I was to meet a friend in memorial park but to get there I had to run along an old water runoff canal. It was very overgrown and crossed under several highways over passes. I was running along and came to the highway over pass and there were tons of beer bottles, drug stuff and several old mattresses laying in the dirt. I stopped for a bit surveying the area and then ran on through to meet my friend. We ran a few miles at the park and then ended up talking on a park bench until dusk. Crap I said that I had to get back before it got dark. He offered to drive but I told him I’d be ok. I began to run back on the path and when I came to the area I could hear men talking. It was a homeless guy hangout for the night to stay out of the rain and weather. I walked up slowly and they all froze thinking I was a cop of something. They were smoking weed, doing drugs and drinking and I just turned my head and walked through. A few of them whistled at me and called me hot. I got past them, started to run and when I turned the corner back onto the trail I ran smack dab into a large black man taking a piss in the bushes. He turned around holding his massive cock in his hand. I didn’t say a word but looked down and stared. He laughed and said if I stared to long I might as well suck it. I got flustered and ran off back to my hotel. In the shower, all I could think about was his cock and struggled with the thoughts about going back. The fear of it all. I climbed into bed and started to jerk off but could not get it off my mind. I had enough so I got up and put my running cloths back on. Grabbed a small flashlight at the drug store and headed back in to the trail. As I approached the area I saw them all sitting around. I was timidly walked out in front of them and just stood there paralyzed with fear. Finally, they noticed me and the black guy came over and said “look what we have here, you shouldn’t have come back boy”. With that 6 other guys surrounded me and ripped my clothes off, bent me over and before I could say no, I had a cock shoved down my throat and one up my ass. I tried to get away but the big black guy grabbed my hair and dragged me to the mattress. He shoved a whisky bottle in my mouth and told me to swallow several gulps…my stomach was now on fire. He began to shove his cock down my throat balls deep until I was gasping for breath. Then he pulled out and shoved the whiskey bottle in my mouth again. The whole place began to spin. I could barely stand and when I tried to run away I just stumbled and fell. They dragged me back to the dirt and several stood around me. I thought they wanted me to suck them but then I guy went balls deep down my throat and began to piss. It was injected down my throat and I could do nothing but swallow it. All of it. Then he threw me back to the ground and two guys began to piss all over me as they laughed. I got really sick and stumbled away to puke my guts up in the bushes. When I was finally dry heaving they grabbed my legs and dragged me back to the mattress, held my legs open and raped me over and over. Violently and I was too weak to resist. Then one guy pulled me on top of him and had his cock inside me. I felt another man come up behind me. OMG he was going to fuck my ass as well. His cock slid in alongside the other guys and I thought my ass was going to tear. I cried out in pain but soon my piss soaked under wear were shoved in my mouth. I could feel every thrust as they bred me over and over. All of them. I began to black out after 6 or 7 guys. I came in and out of consciousness. I woke up the next morning to guy’s pissing on me to wake me. I shot up from the burning in my eyes and tried to stand but something really hurt inside me. Holy fuck there was something inside me. Something very large. They all laughed and just said “this buds for you”. I waddled off and tried to force it out. It hurt like hell. I stuck my finger in and felt the bottom of a beer bottle. OMG they shoved an entire beer bottle up my ass until my ass collapsed around it. Finally, I just grinned and pushed it out. When it popped out and on the ground all sorts of bloody cum leaked out of my now destroyed gaping ass. I had no way of holding it back. I cleaned myself up as best I could and walked back to the hotel in piss soaked cloths all covered in dirt. Vowing to never do that again. The only problem is I went back the next trip, and the trip after that.

Definitely worth watching. I love the attention to detail in "It's a Sin". There are real things that I'd read about at the time and forgotten, like the crematorium that refused to cremate bodies of AIDS patients for fear of contaminating the air. Now it sounds crazy, but back then everyone was scared. Something else in the series that stuck a memory was mortgage companies wouldn't lend to gay people because no life assurance policy would cover them. Many people had to lie to get mortgages or get ones that didn't require life assurance cover, which cost more. Apart from the storyline, being an 80's geek, the detail in the sets is spot on - decor, clothes, technology, and cars. We watched the first episode live, and streamed the rest over last weekend. It's getting rave reviews, and deservedly so.

Living well is the best revenge.

My experience has been that GH action usually starts with Oral (me receiving - as a pure top, I never reciprocate!) and that sometimes that's as far as it looks like it is going to go ... so I start pumping the bottoms mouth, usually a fair few thrusts ... but then ease back and let the bottom interpret the signal. If the bottom returns to sucking, then I’ll pump again … and when I realise that all I am going to get is oral, I’ll leave. But I find that in the majority (maybe 60%) of cases, the bottom knows I’m up for fucking and I’ve found quite rarely without a condom (BB very strongly preferred). The best experience of course if bottoms that have already been fucked and just ease straight back onto my cock … but sometimes you can feel them lubing up your cock to slide onto it. Either way, there’s plenty of BB topping to be had and I love the way many geeky/not confident guys (at least, that’s how they come across in the sauna/sex club) will turn into total raw bottom sluts when no one is looking!

Part 13 Luke’s lower lip hung slacked after I face-fucked him, well he wasn’t sucking with much conviction, so I decided to feed him my cock… I was amazed on how much the presumably straight guy was so easily enrolled in gay acts by me! He must have been curious at least. Magoo had done the same with me, but at least I was gay. Unwilling and gay. For a cop representing authority in public, Luke was pretty submissive in bed. I didn’t cum yet. I was edging, slowing down when I felt too close to the point of no return. I had no reason to rush this. I had a neg guy for me to play with. My hard cock was pulsing against Luke’s tongue, and on each beat, precum leaked copiously toward his throat. He swallowed it all, and when he did his lips pursed at the tip of my cockhead, kissing it briefly before reopening his puffed lips for my cock to slide in back. I could have stay like this forever. I pulled back, straddling his crotch again. I caressed his pecs and abs, paying a lot of attention to his nipples. “Feel good?” I asked, knowing the answer already. I tighten my fingers around both tips, triggering a moan from the nice cop. “hmmm… it hurts” said Luke. Unconsciously, Luke complied to my ministration of his body. I caught them again, but pinched them harder. Luke arched is back, pushing out his pecs, offering them to my sexual/sadistic will. Under my warm ass, I was able to feel his cock getting alive again. So, I continued playing with his tits, gently loving them, dominantly torturing them. If I learned something from my first bathhouse visit is that time is meaningless. I don’t know how long we were at it, but it sure came to an unexpected surprise for both of us. “Fuck… urrgh… urrgh…” Only by the nipple-play session, he had reached an orgasm and spewed his hot load! Luke’s cock never when hard completely before his body started shaking from the impending orgasm. I felt his warm ejaculation under me, his cock snot landing right on my perineum. I shifted my body up, staging his face between my ass and balls. “Go on, lick me clean” I looked down and saw Luke shaking his head. “Come on, it’s your own cock juice. I ate your full load earlier.” I had finger-fed me all his sperm from my torso, delighted by the salty and creamy taste. “You are clean, aren’t you?” I asked. Still looking up at me, he nodded. “So, come on them, nothing to be ashamed of… all guys taste their load once in their life. There you go… see, you are just another cum-gobbler like the rest of us…” He really didn’t like me calling him a cum-gobbler. His eyes were daggers. In the end, I got him lick his own load, my balls and my ass until his face was covered by saliva and ass sweat! “It’s too bad, grandpa hasn’t returned yet” I said nonchalantly, now positioned over Luke’s thighs and lubing my cock generously. Slowly and almost mechanically, obviously down from his sexual height, Luke rose his head. “Why?” “He might have saved your ass from being fucked” My hand was at his ass before he realized what I had told him. A finger fully-deep in his straight ass, the gooey lube doing its magic. “Unngh! No…” he raised his head and let it drop back, “it’s only your finger… ah… for a second I thought you meant to fuck me… you know… with your cock.” “My finger is okay then? playing his hole. “I am good… strange feeling, but okay” he replied. “I am pushing my thumb now. How is it?” “Aah… bigger… slowly.” “Let’s try this now…” I said after few minutes of finger-stretching. We felt asleep after the fuck. It was in this cuddling position that Magoo found us, shaking my shoulder to slowly. “Hey Max, wake up…” he whispered. “Luke’s partner his looking for him. He needs to go back to his room and dressed. They are leaving.” I stretched my arm around Luke’s chest and started caressing him, “hey sexy… how are you doing… it’s time to go with your partner…” I stood up. A small puddle of cum had leaked on the mattress sheet. “Is that cum?” Magoo asked pointing at the wet spot. “Huh huh…” I replied still waking up. “You fucked him?” a mid-astonished, mid-horrified Magoo asked. “Ungh…? Yeah. We didn’t find the dominoes.” “He’s a straight cop!” “I know.” “You will have to tell me the full story later” Luke was feeling his hole. I thanked him for keeping me company. His mind was preoccupied, with reasons. Magoo and I were alone again. But the mood wasn’t there anymore. “How’s Bob?” I asked lying down on the bed again. “Fucked. Someone brought him back home. It doesn’t look good”. For a moment I saw in the old man a caring person for his friend. I felt sad. But the moment was gone! The “old” Magoo was back! “Hmmm… where were we before this brief and unfortunate interruption?” he asked, a hand sliding between my cheeks, “Oh… I see that you kept yourself lubricated… Luke’s cum?” He was pushing two fingers in my wet hole. “I’m kind of tired right now… can we…” “Nope. No more delays. No more Bob. No more “I don’t want” from you. It’s time.” He had put the poppers to my nose. I wasn’t really into it, so I fake sniffing it. “It’s time for me to collect all my efforts with you. So, turn around and suck me good because it’s the only lube your cummy ass will get. Your neg ass has defied me too many times.” It took a long time to satisfy the old man and get him hard. Although, when I felt it, it thrilled me. I buried my face in his crotch, licking the root of his cock down to his balls, smelling the manly sweat. Magoo pointed his cock at me and with one slow, tight, all-length jerk, the cock produced a drop of precum at his piss slit. “Listen carefully Max, from now on you will never waste any cum, precum and eventually piss from any men.” I lick the head clean. “It is your duty, Max.” I took over his cock and jerk it few times to get all the precum he had to offer. “Their status is not your concern anymore. Only cocks and what they gave you. Now get on the bed.” Unlike the lamb brought for the sacrifice, I knowingly and willingly laid on the bed to accept my first poz cock, and ultimately receiving a toxic load. Is my mind really made the decision? What a timid 19-year-old guy, year long sex-deprived, overwatching web porn with a bad-case of hand jerking habit can do when he found himself with 108 other naked men, all animated by a carnal desire to suck and fuck? The answer is simple: he succumbs to lust. I was fucked again like a whore in my favorite position. Déjà vu? Yes! This time it was Mr. Magoo. With his 9 ½ inches cock (how many times I told you he had an amazing cock?!), he was relentlessly pounding my hole like an Olympic marathonian. His cock was long, definitely disproportionate on a 5’ tall man. The pleasure was doubled by the average girth of his cock which allowed me to take him without much pain. “You see, and you thought you couldn’t take a poz cock up your tiny ass!” He was leaning over me, with his hand moving from my smooth chest down to my tight stomach, playing with my tiny trail of dark-blond hair which was running from my belly button to disappear in my trimmed bush. Magoo was now cock-stabbing me. I had to lift my nuts to prevent them being crushed with each short thrust. With a kind of glint in the eye (which told me that wicked Magoo was about to reoffend), he leaned further on me, putting the fuck to a halt, and kiss my lips. “Now that I got your undivided attention, I have something to confess…”

Part 12 There I was moaning like a cheap porno bottom bitch in my favorite position: on my back, legs raised over a man’s shoulders, getting fucked. I don’t get fucked often, but I like it when it happens. In fact, I don’t sex-mingle a lot. I might be a little prude and puritan, but definitely not the snobby-snooty type. I said it a few times, I would chicken out of any situation if it got me out of my comfort and secure zone - like having a sex interaction with a poz guy - preferring to watch and find myself jerking in the dark, alone. If someone would have told me yesterday morning that I would have more sex encounters in the next 24 hours than I had in my entire all life, my response would have been simple: your crazy. When I woke up yesterday, I was tempted to jerk off in bed, but reckoned I would saved my load for my “Friday Movie Night” alone at home. It’s nothing exceptional, only me watching free porn, jerking and edging before reaching a satisfying orgasm. I would fall asleep on my couch to wake up next day with one or two loads of dry cum on me. I was craving to have sex with someone again, because having another male body playing with yours is addictive and highly pleasurable. Once you tasted it, you longed to tasted it again. I was able to ignore my morning wood and start my routine. It was around nine when I heard the familiar sounds of my neighbor coming back home. Mr. Magoo had gave 3 or 4 blowjobs since I moved in. I have to give him credits, he is a “helluva cocksucker”. He must have sense my horniness and without false pretense, he gave me an excellent blowjob. Then - speed forward to the bathhouse - I got fucked by Mickey and fucked him back in return. My first fuck in over almost a year! It did scratch my itch. And it was all part of Magoo’s grand scheme to stealth Mickey. He fucked me a second time, in a roughly manner after I told him my neg/poz lie. Between both fucks, Magoo managed to have me suckle his cockhead and take his bare poz cock in my ass, inch by inch (literally!) while I was pissing in Mickey’s boyfriend, transformed for the occasion into a portable live urinal. All in all, it was just another perverted playful game for the wicked Mr. Magoo. “Goddammit! Magoo exclaimed when Hugo knocked on the door, “your sorry ass will pay for all this” he told me like I was responsible for the interruption. He poked my hole with his dickhead, smearing precum and lube on my rosebud. As he opened the door, Hugo was standing there with the younger of the two cops. “Perfect! You…” grabbing the cop and pulling him in the room, “get in here. Max this is Luke. Luke, Max is one of your kind. A negative! And a fervent condom promoter like you. You two should get along. Don’t be shy, you can fuck him if you want. Play dominos if you need to, I don’t care but keep him busy until I return. Don’t let him out of this room!” On this Magoo shut down the door on us. “Huh… I don’t fuck guys. I’m straight”, said Luke. “Goddammit!” I thought, mimicking Magoo’s expression. “I am naked, poppers next to me, leg-spreaded, my ass corrupted by a house-made spiked lube and ready to take on any cock in sight, even Magoo’s amazing poz cock if he was here, AND the first and only neg guy available to me is straight! AND doesn’t fuck guy. Well, I have bad news for you, mister cop, I might have to rape-fuck myself on you, but I need a cock in me now!" I never thought I would scared a cop. Honestly, look at me! I might be a threat to a thirteen-year-old teenager, but a cop! Anyway, that was the look he had went I jumped off the bed and ripped his towel. Five seconds later he was on his back and I was trying to summon a stiffy out of his shriveled cock. Either he was horny or an easily excitable man, but I got him hard quickly. Or maybe he wasn’t getting any at home! He was pretty small down there; I wouldn’t have trouble to take him. In fact, his cock was smaller than the pink butt plug Magoo shoved in me, Where was the plug anyway? I wondered for a second. “Condom! I mean, I’m married… with a child… We need a condom at least…” “YES!” I told myself. I didn’t mind the condom, but he was accepting the fuck without a lot of resistance. He pulled a strip of condoms from one of his socks! “For a straight guy who doesn’t fuck, you sure came prepared!” I mocked him. I grabbed one and rolled it on his erection. I looked at the result. Hmmm.... The dick was floating in the condom. So much for protecting the straight guy! “It’s not for me. I distribute them to guys before they engaged in bareback activities. I’m not gay.” “I know, you told me. I don’t care. I’m horny. You are a man with a cock. And neg! That’s enough for me.” I fucked myself for a while, squeezing my ass, strangling his cock as much as I can. He never went soft and in some sort of miracle, the condom stayed on his member. We changed in my favorite position and now he was fucking me. He was older than me, but not enough for me to fall for him. I have a better connection with older men, maybe because they know what to do (experience!), but mostly because they don’t have this unrealistic sexual-performance expectations. I took the time to observe Luke. He was in good shape, a solid 6-packs, broad shoulders and narrow waist. A nice layer of black hair all over his body and legs. His legs and tights showed that he might be a regular runner. So, this was my third fucks at the bathhouse. Luke fucked me for about four or five minutes, when he asked me: “Are you safe?” “?” “I mean… I won’t catch anything if I removed the condom…” “??” “I have trouble to keep it on… it is larger than I expected… and at home, well with my wife we don’t use any…” “???!” A stealther! That’s what came to my mind! A straight guy in a gay bathhouse… a straight guy who doesn’t fuck guy… a married guy who cheats on his wife with a gay guy… who gets convinced pretty easily… a condom-evangelist to bareback fuck! All the signs were there! In an afterthought, Magoo wouldn’t have conceded his privilege to fuck me first, spewing his poz load in me first… or would he? Only to get me stealthed? Nah… “Sure, no risk” I sighed, “I haven’t had a fuck for over a year, only my hand” he didn’t need to know about Mickey. If he knew, he didn’t say anything. Condom on the floor, Luke fucked me good now. He was looking at me. “Oh fuck! I didn’t know it would be so warm like…” he interrupted himself embarrassed by what he was going to say. I read enough stories and fuck guys a few times to know that asses have nothing to be ashamed of pussies. Three, four, five long and thick spurts of cum landed on my torso, followed by two smaller ones right on my cock. Damn hot! Luke almost fell off the bed. I got him to lay down next to me. My cock was resting against his abs exposing obscenely the size difference between his soft cock and my hardon.

I live in Las Vegas and for a town called Sin City, it can really be hit or miss if you're a bottom. But I'll never forget the time that I was essentially raped at Entourage, one of the two remaining bathhouses here in town. I'd been out with a couple of friends and we'd gone to Badlands, a somewhat old style saloon in the same commercial center where Entourage is located. I was feeling buzzed and was in no condition to drive home so as we said our goodbyes, my buddies went their way and I walked over to Entourage. As it was roughly 2:00 AM on a Friday night, all the rooms were taken up and I had to settle for a locker. I figured I'd just wait til a room was available and get some sleep then. In the meantime, I figured I'd check out the action. I undressed and walked around with the towel over one shoulder, which, for the most part, covered my cock, but which left my ass visible. The hallways and TV room were nearly empty and, as I made my way around, I could see that most doors were closed. I silently regretted those last two Jack and cokes I'd had because they were beginning to hit me and all I wanted was to lay down somewhere quiet and get some rest. That's when I saw Him walking towards me: good looking, muscular, 20 something year old dark haired stud with a USMC tattoo on his right pec and a beer can thick cock hanging between his legs. He walked past me without acknowledgement, but as I turned to look over my shoulder, I caught him doing the same, apparently staring at my ass. For the next few minutes, as I looked for a place to lay down, I would occasionally see him in my peripheral vision, stalking me as if I were his prey. I finally made my slightly disoriented way into the empty dark room and lay face down on a waist high platform, ready to get some shut eye and oblivious to the fact that the stud had followed behind me and was standing a mere few feet from me, fisting his thick cock and making plans for my hole. As I lay there on the verge of sleep, I suddenly felt him straddle my ass, spread my cheeks with both hands, and what felt like a baseball bat pressing against my asshole, trying to stretch it against its obvious resistance. The shock and pain woke me the fuck up and in a drunken slur I said "Please don't, you're really big." Without saying a word he backed off and I could hear him pop open some lube and begin to jack his cock. I naively thought that that was the end of it when he suddenly lay his full weight on my back, clamped one hand around my mouth, and used his other hand to maneuver his now slick cock between my cheeks and started using that big mushroom head as a battering ram. The slippery lube and his insistence gradually spread my hole and with an almost audible pop, his cock head forced its way through my sphincter and I heard him groan savagely as I lay there and saw stars from the pain of the sudden invasion. I tried getting up from under him but he used his body weight to hold me down and as he shoved the remaining length of his hole wrecker in me, he hissed into my ear, "I'm fucking balls deep in you now, just fucking take it." I felt helpless as I lay there and felt him bucking his hips and sliding his thick fucker in and out of me, feeling his huge cock head drag and push my insides as he shoved in and out of my guts. In the back of my mind, I was worried and scared because I knew I was essentially getting raped by a big dicked stud who hadn't even contemplated putting a condom on before spearing my guts with his huge cock. But in the forefront, I was beginning to really enjoy the fuck as I he would slam balls deep and ram directly onto my prostate. I couldn't help it and I started moaning uncontrollably against his hand on every down stroke. He soon noticed and that seemed to turn him on. He started getting more vocal, whispering encouragements into my ear, "That's right, fuck yeah, I knew you'd love my cock.....yeah, take my fucking cock all in you..... Yeah, your tight little pussy is gonna make me cum..... Yeah, I'm gonna fill you up with my load." The rhythm of the cock pistoning in and out of my ass began to become more frantic, even as I recognized a complete stranger was about to shoot his cum into my unprotected hole. His breathing became more ragged as he suddenly pushed himself as deep into me as he could and froze in place as I could feel his cock twitching and throbbing balls deep in me as he flooded my guts with his cum and groaned, "Fuck yeah, knocking your ass up with my seed! Yeah, take it all bitch, take my babies in you, fucking take my load!" My hole spasmed around his cock, responding to the stimulus as he lay on top of me, his heart beating like a jack rabbit and his cock still throbbing with the last jets of his orgasm. He pulled his cock out of me and I felt empty as the cool air hit my now puffed up ass lips. He smacked my left ass cheek and said, "Keep my cum in you and let it do its job, cumdump." With that advice he got off of me and walked back into the darkness. I lay there confused and conflicted as my military rapist's cum slowly trickled out of my hole and ran down my balls to join the load I'd unexpectedly shot as he took my ass and made it his cumdump.

I just got a text message from a clinic in central London reminding me to restart PreP and warning that they were diagnosing more people with HIV because they'd stopped using the medication over lockdown.

Very hot. I would love to be whored out.

Chris was jubilant when his poz test results came back. Like Jason and Barry's diagnosis the three pals celebrated at the bathhouse, Chris and Jason shooting off as many loads as they could into unsuspecting and chasing asses as alike. Their approach was, if he doesn't ask I don't need to tell. They all sucked down and took a couple of loads in their holes, even Barry. Over the next few weeks Jason and Barry saw little of Chris. He was all over town dropping his precious poz sperm into every willing ass he could find. One evening Chris turned up just in time for dinner. He was clearly very excited to share an invitation with Barry and Jason. An underground theater company in Amsterdam had offered the three of them roles in an experimental avantgaurd theater production. The simple premise, actors having unsimulated bareback sex in front of a theater audience. He didn't know much more than that. Barry responded respectfully, "I'm out. I don't act, and I really don't like traveling that far. Enjoy guys, but it's not for me. " Jason spoke with concern, "But what about our high viral load status. When they learn that we won't get parts. " "That's just why they want you and me Jason. They want the audience to know some of the negative actors are actually getting infected in front of their eyes. They want to use this play to provoke a conversation about gifters and chasers. No one will know we really are the positive actors 'til it is revealed in the play. Not even the other actors. They will all be chasers who will have signed releases that they know and accept the risks they are taking. " "Let me get this straight", responded Jason. "So they are going to pay me to fly to Amsterdam, go on stage naked, and fuck who knows how many negative asses bareback with my toxic cock." "Yup, that's it in a nutshell."

I have been poz since I was 19. Over 20 years now.

Looking back, I see now that when we initially met he wasn't just asking questions. It was more of an interview. I'm a bi-bottom in a fairly small town which makes meeting a guy for MM sex a very rare thing. I was checking my mail one day and there was a response from a MM sex site on which I had a profile. I clicked the link and found a guy who was my age. He lived about an hour away but had bought some farmland and a farm house very close to my house. His profile didn't have a face picture, but it did have one of his cock. And damn, what a cock. Looked to be a good eight inches and very thick. The profile also said he was a strictly a top. It sounded too good to be true. I answered his e-mail and we exchanged a few messages over the next few days. He asked quite a few questions before agreeing to meet me. It sounded like he was really concerned our our meeting would be discrete, which I liked. He was in town the next weekend and agreed to meet me in a parking lot and talk before going any further. I very nervously drove to the place and waited only a minute before his truck turned in. He pulled up beside me and motioned me inside. He did most of the talking and that's what I mean when I said I should have realized I was being interviewed for safety and discretion. Was I married? How many guys had I met? What did I do with them? Condom use? etc. I see now that by the time he decided to invite me back to his place he was convinced I was clean as I rarely played and always played safely. I followed him back to his place. He locked the door behind me walked over the couch and dropped his pants. I knelt between his legs and handled his cock for a few minutes. He was already rock hard. I have an eight-incher myself and I could see he was hung every bit as long as was I, but his was considerably thicker. I wondered if his cock was more then I could handle, but I figured it was too late to back out, so I went down on him, sucking him as well I could, but only about half would fit in my mouth. I licked his balls, which by his reaction, I gauged he really liked. I could see he had pretty good control because I got into a good rhythm a few times that would have pushed most guys over the edge and he just kept taking it. After a good 15 minutes of sucking and a sore jaw, he stood up and told me to get undressed. He stepped behind me, reached around with one hand to handle my cock and started circling my hole with a finger on the other hand. I bent over a little to give him better access. He licked his finger a few times to lube my hole and slowly pushed it inside. If I didn't have pretty good control I would have shot right there. He fingered me for a minute or two and pulled it out but kept stroking my cock. I felt him rub his cock head around my hole but he didn't try to push it in so I remained bent over and enjoyed the feeling. A little more of that and his cock pulled back and the next time it touched my hole it was wet with spit. He stopped circling and put a little pressure on my hole. I came out of the horny fog he had me in enough to ask for a condom. He said he wanted to ease it in a little here bare and then we'd get a condom and finish in the bedroom. It sounded so reasonable I didn't say anything but bent over a little more, giving him the answer he wanted. His cock touched my hole again and he upped the pressure a little. I took a few deep breaths and relaxed and felt just the tip of his cock start in me. His thickness made it pretty difficult. Less than an inch went in me and it just stopped. He withdrew it, re-wet it and tried again. Each time I felt it open me a little wider as just another fraction of his cock entered my hole. After six or seven repetitions of this behavior, I could feel he had all of the head in and almost had the full thickness of the shaft. The next time he pulled out and rubbed spit on his cock, I pushed out hard with my ass just as he started easing back into me. I felt a very quick but mild jab of pain as the thickest part of his cock slipped in and then just an incredibly good, full feeling. He didn't move right away, but gave me time to adjust. Then he pulled back out, wet his cock one more time, and this time a good four or five inches of that beautifully thick dick slid in me. We both caught our breath. I guess it felt as good to him as it felt to me. I hadn't had a cock in me without a condom in about 15 years and had forgotten how good it felt. I think he felt the same thing because during our talk he had said he always used a condom, so presumably he didn't bareback very often. He slowly fucked me with about half of his length, pulled out to wet it again, and on the next entry he started giving me a little more with every stroke. It felt incredible. I don't think I'd ever been fucked so well, and he hadn't really started yet, but at the same time my hole felt so full I was wondering if I was going to be able to take all of him. I laid my head on the back of the couch and made up my mind to take it. Every time he went a little deeper I felt my cock jump from the sensation. A few strokes later I felt his hips touch mine - and just in time. I was just about to tell him I couldn't take anymore but he had managed to get the whole thing in me before I gave up. He hadn't sped up a bit. All the time he was opening me up his strokes were very slow and steady. He pulled almost all the way out and gave me a couple of those same slow strokes going all the way in. I swear it felt like 20 inches of cock were going into me. Withdrawing himself completely he suggested “Let's go to the bedroom.” I followed him in, walking a little funny, I think, and asked again where he kept his condoms. He pulled one out of the nightstand and put it on the bed. He asked if he could fuck me bare for a few minutes more before putting it on. He obviously had good control and I knew he wouldn't cum until he was ready. I agreed and got on my hands and knees on the bed. He got behind me, spit on the huge cock again and just as slowly as before easing all eight inches in me. Not that I'd been fucked a lot but he was definitely the best top with whom I had played. He got right back to the same slow-paced fucking as he started with out on the couch. He was holding my hips and although his thrusts were a little harder, he wasn't going any faster. He'd pull out until I could feel my hole close slightly as all but the head slipped out, then get stretched wide again and he slammed back into me. I was really getting into it and was starting to grunt and make some noise which is rare for me. I remembered in the back of my mind he was still fucking me bare but I figured I could tell if he sped up like he was getting close to cumming. In the meantime, I just enjoyed getting railed. I was groaning, moaning, saying, “Fuck me, fuck me," and did he ever. My ass was getting a little sore because we hadn't used any lube but his spit which was drying. I found my voice enough to tell him to get the condom and lube me some before I got raw. He pulled out put some more spit on his cock and put it back in bare, asking “Let me fuck you a little longer, man, bare first.” It felt so damn good to have his dick thrusting back in me I put my head back down and just enjoyed getting fucked some more. His strokes never changed in speed. He had a good grip on my hips and was pulling me back to meet his thrusts in slow but steady rhythm. With no warning, no quick thrust, no noise at all from him, on one of those slow strokes, he stopped on an in stroke. I could feel his cock start jerking deep in my guts. I was enjoying the great fucking so much it took me few seconds to realize he was cumming. About the time it struck me, he breathed out hard and pulled his cock out of me. I freaked for a minute. He assured me he was as safe as I was. He told me some of his history and I calmed down a little. He told me he had been looking for a guy that he trusted was as safe as he was for a fuck buddy. Turns out the initial interview was when he made his decision. I drove home with his cum dripping out of my well worked hole, looking forward to the next time he was in town.

A Strange Night at the Baths (Part 2) After the angry man had violently fucked me and filled me with his semen, I had at first felt violated…but after rerunning the details in my mind I realized that I was getting turned on and that the thought of submitting made my cock begin to harden – I felt like a real slut and my ass acted like it wasn’t finished and wanted the action to continue. When I finally pushed myself off the bench I saw where I had cum all over the bench in the heat of passion. I scooped as much as I could into my hand and licked it off, sucking each finger into my mouth so I could savor the taste of our sex. After I had licked the area clean I decided to get a quick shower then continue the hunt for cock. I headed downstairs to the wet area and hopped into the shower and let the water run over my head while I lathered up. As I was rinsing, I noticed there were more people milling about than earlier. I could see through the window of the adjacent steam room just next to the showers and that there were several men inside. Then I looked across from the steam to the dry sauna and saw that several hot men with glistening bodies were exiting and headed in the direction of the play area. I decided that was the direction I wanted to go as well, so I quickly finished rinsing and dried myself, then slung the towel over my shoulder and headed upstairs in hopes of getting a taste of the hot bodies that had walked by moments ago. The play area was a few flights up from the wet area so it took a few minutes to reach the top floor where it was located. By the time I reached the top the sauna guys were nowhere to be seen, so I decided I would head over to the glory hole booths to see what I could get into. I passed the first three booths that were situated along the hall and went around to the back booths situated immediately behind the other three along the wall. Each booth had holes to each adjacent booth, and featured video monitors playing bareback porn. When sitting in the booths along the back wall, you could see through the next booth to see who was passing along the hallway whenever the doors were open. Of course when someone entered the booth and closed the door then you could only see inside the booth – so attention quickly focused on the new occupant. I found a vacant booth along the back wall and went inside, hung my towel on the hook inside and latched the door. I pulled the folding chair so that it sat between the holes on either side of the booth, allowing me to take advantage of any opportunity for glory hole sex. As I sat and peered through the hole to my right, I detected someone enter so I glanced through the hole and saw my new neighbor also look through the hole on his side and then our eyes met. He looked at me for a moment, then grabbed his cock and held it up to the hole, just allowing his cock-head through. I stuck my tongue along my bottom lip, then leaned forward and let him guide his erect cock into my mouth. He moaned and began to slowly move in and out a few times and then started to pick up the pace. His dick was throbbing and much too quickly he groaned and shot his load into my mouth. I swallowed as he pulled his cock back and exited the booth leaving me lick my fingers and to watch again for the next opportunity. I didn’t have to wait long before two absolute studs entered the booth on the hallway side, then shut and latched their booth door. They started to kiss and rub their naked bodies together. I found I was leaning closer and felt my face drawn to the hole for a better look. They were both tall and buff, with large endowment, though one was clearly more blessed than the other...he had a truly magnificent cock and I was hoping I would get to taste his cum. Then the man who was 2nd in size turned toward the hole and saw me, then smiled. He stepped over and put his cock to my lips and I eagerly began sucking. He began to fuck my mouth while he and his partner continued to kiss passionately. Suddenly he pulled his hard cock out of my mouth and moved over so his partner could slide his dick into my recently vacated mouth. I have to admit that this guy had one of the best cocks I’ve had in my mouth ever, and I was drooling as I stretched my jaw to take all of him down my throat. After letting me enjoy his tasty dick in my mouth for a while, he pulled back and asked me to turn around. When I turned around I felt his partner grab my ankles from below the booth partition, preventing me from moving my bare ass away from the glory hole. Then the big guy pushed his big cock forward and thrust deep into my eager ass, still wet with cum from my theater fuck which provided the perfect lubrication so I could accommodate his deep thrusts. I felt his balls slapping against my ass each time he buried his meat deep inside me, and I soon felt his cock begin to swell. Then he gave out a loud groan and jabbed his cock deep into me and filled my ass with his creamy white load. He then quickly switched and grabbed my ankles allowing his partner to put his cock through the hole and to thrust his cock deep into my dripping ass. He didn’t pause, but instead began to fuck me rapidly, his cock moving in-and-out as his body slapped against mine, until he gave a final loud groan and thrust his hips forward to the hilt, shooting his load of sperm inside of my hungry ass. After several more thrusts, he pushed forward for a final thrust, this time keeping his cock buried deep inside me for a few moments before he pulled out quickly, his cum tumbling out of my gapping asshole, at the same time his partner released my ankles. I almost fell forward but caught myself on my chair. I heard them both thank me as they exited as quickly as they entered. I reached back and felt my sexy, cum-filled asshole. I swirled my finger in the semen that was leaking from my ass and realized that I had a big smile on my face. I also noticed that I had cum all over myself and the chair in my booth during the wild fucking, though I hadn’t noticed at the time. I gathered my towel and headed to the wet area for another shower before I called it a night. So, it’s like I said – you never know what to expect when you head to the baths…but its experiences like these that keep me cuming back.

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i get you girl... i have a bad time with curved up dicks, its painful but i hope i get used to it soon.... as mentioned, riding is the best for curved down cocks

100%. I also think if the “Gay Community” is going to have unity and some credibility to push forward in society as a whole, it has to get to a point where is has codes, morals and standards and enforces those codes like any other community. Those codes may be atypical from other communities, but codes of conduct, and punishment for violating those codes is Necessary. If we are still at the point were any act, including open white supremacy and treason, can be overlooked “as long as you’re are a decent looking white guy,” then you really don’t have a community. You just have a bunch of guys who want to fuck. Which is fine, just don’t fight for equality.

Previously She put me at her opening. My 9inch weapon broke through her wall and the little bitch cried out. I was going to take her virginity and her academic potential in one hit. I felt a pang of guilt but the reality is that a guy like me wouldn't look twice at this book worm had I not had an ulterior motive, likewise she'd never have a stud like me take her virginity if there wasn't my agenda in play. Anyways if she was stupid enough to take a guy in her without a rubber on his word he would pull out then the little whore deserved what she got. Jane might have been book smart but she clearly wasn't too bright when it came to the practical nature of sex. This was her first time undoubtedly. My cock was slick from her below par blow job but nowhere near as lubricated as needed to pop her cherry. But the stupid girl guided me to her snatch and started to descend. Her hymen broke simultaneously as the silence in the air, as her lungs let forth a god awful groan. She had gone to fast, I was nearly balls deep upon first entry. Her broken cherry was evident on my shaft. My god she was tight and radiating heat. "Oh my god, I think I've done something wrong, it hurts, it hurts!" yelled the teary eyed slut. "No baby you just went to fast, it'll be okay, just slowly take the last inch and then sit still and catch your breath, I'll take care of you" I said in a insincere nurturing tone. I stroked her arms and leant forward and started tracing the outside of her right nipple with my mouth. Her tensed hands that had been resting on my chest started to relax. She was losing any inhibitions that her initial miscalculation had given her. "There you go baby, doesn't that feel good?" a said reassuringly. "It is starting to feel good, you're so big inside of me" she said as she raised up and started to slowly lower down on my cock. "Oh fuck, I didn't know it could be like this". I had her now, and forever. She would never deny me and I would always be able to have her on my terms. My right thumb travelled to her clit and I stroked her as she purred like a kitten, a stupid, reckless kitten who was about to get what was coming to her. I was getting to the top of the cliff, the point of no return. I looked at her trim figure and little belly and imagined my cock at her womb. I imagined her bloated and carrying my bastard. I imagined her crying as she told me in school as I told her I would look after her... only long enough for it to be illegal for her to abort and from that point on I would pretend like she didn't exist. I would do what I always did and deny completely that I ever had sex with her, I would scream to high heaven about why would a jock god like myself fuck a bookworm like her. But all that was yet to playout. Right now I just needed to shoot my superior stud seed in her fertile cunt. I can cum multiple times. That's never been the trouble. The issue is that the first time I cum I need to poker face up. I swear I should win an Oscar. The only tell I have is that when I do cum I look deep into their eyes and scan every part of their face. To see the life I'm about to destroy. To see the mare that is below me usually both figuratively and literally. As I reached my first climax in this stupid bitch I saw in her eyes the naivety of someone who had no idea what men are like, well what real men are like. Someone who trusted too easily and who's corruption was seconds away. Her pussy was frantically riding me, it was as if this girl had never even brought herself off before. I exploded, a geyser inside of her. She looked at me quizzically. "Did you cum?" "Of course not, I think you've just squirted or your pussy juices have gone into overdrive, I'm miles away from cumming" "Okay but remember to pull out". There's a psychological response that I can't avoid that occurs right after I've first bred a bitch, I feel nothing but contempt and anger for them. My deed was done but I was having to continue to bring them pleasure in order to keep up a charade and have plausible deniability later on when the accusations started. "I'm never going to cum this way, you aren't very good at this". This knocked her for 6 and took the wind out of her sails, she had so much hurt in her eyes. It was at this point that I realised that not only was she having her first experience but that she might have actually loved me from afar all along. "I'm sorry, is this your first time?" I said already knowing the answer. "Yes, I promise I'll try harder" as if she did that I might like her romantically. As if I might hand in my jock, popular, stud card and renounce my status as king of high school to be with her instead, as if. "That's okay, maybe we should try doggy so I can set the pace" She looked hurt, like I had called her a dog. I wouldn't ever call her a dog, I like dogs, she was a bitch, my breeding bitch. So I picked her up, still inside of her and rotated her little body on my cock. She was facing the mattress at this point. This is when I let her have it. I rammed that cunt like it was a cheap two dollar snatch. Her toes curled, she moaned on the edge of whining. She clamped down on me and had her first orgasm. If I didn't own her before, I did now. "I'm so close baby, can I cum on your tits" "Oh fuck yeah that'd be so hot" So I quickly got the bitch on her knees and aimed at her tits. She waited with baited breath. It was at this point I did the trick I love most. The ultimate fuck you to her whilst also marking my territory. At the last second I aim at her face. And whilst my second load is more watery it's massive. I painted that fucking whore completely. It cascaded from her forehead into her eyes, down her cheeks, over her lips and down onto her soon to be milk filled tits. "Fuck that was intense" I told her. She was beyond shocked. I don't think in her wildest dreams did she expect any of what played out to be what happened when she came over. "You where going to aim for my tits, my eyes fucking sting, can you get me a towel?" "Of course, one sec" I get up and head to the bathroom thinking all along stinging eyes is the least of your worries you little slut. I throw it at her. "I've got a massive headache, that was a lot of work, but it's okay you'll get better with more experience, I mean everyone's first time is terrible" This destroyed her as I intended. But I was soon to reassure her, a never ending game of build and destroy, build and destroy, til they're an emotional mess and infatuated with me. "Don't worry baby it was nice for a first time, and you really helped me out of a jam", "I did okay?" she said through teared filled bloodshot eyes. "You tried really hard that's all's I care about" a backhanded compliment in it implying that she tried but didn't succeed. "Man my head hurts so much, I think I'm dehydrated from doing all the work, I'm going to get a Panadol and then have an early night". She was putting her clothes on at this point. "What about the assignment?". I'm sorry I'm really not in the right headspace to tackle that tonight, can we do it tomorrow?" she looked frustrated at that. "The first part is due tomorrow if we don't submit it we'll get marked down for that component" she said pleadingly. "I wouldn't be very useful to you tonight, can you take care of that part for us and I'll do more of the work to make up for it?" she seemed resigned to her fate and started to take the hint that I was done with her. "Okay but you have to put in your fair share for the rest of it". Dumb bitch, "Oh yeah baby I promise I will". I walked her to the door. Mission accomplished. There was little to no doubt that in 9 months the little hussy would be pushed out my bastard and definitely nowhere near the top of the class. I would have to deal with the drama of her accusations but I had ways around it. One of the geeks had died in a car crash not long ago and I would start circulating rumours that he had tapped Jane before shuffling off his mortal coil. By the time she would come hurling abuse at me for ruining her life I would just deny it and say I would never fuck someone like her. One might feel remorse for her. A ping of guilt or shame. But she had a choice. She could have denied my advances and we would have trudged through the science and she would have been on her way. She could have insisted on a rubber but she didn't. A stupid girl let a man in her without a rubber and took his word he would pull out. She could have gotten the morning after pill, she could have been on birth control to begin with. She could have realised that what she has in-between her legs has the potential to be the most powerful weapon at her disposal or her biggest weakness. Regardless I was beyond caring, plenty of more wombs in the sea. PS- Next chapter when I get around to it will be about a new mark that needs breeding/removing from the academic competition. Please leave feedback below. This part was written at a whim after I saw other comments and felt the urge to make an addition.

I actually prep daily to be ready whenever the opportunity presents itself.

I wouldn't mind joining you as a fellow bottom and getting a room together. I've never been to a sex club before, so it would good to accompany someone. I enjoy being a party bottom and used as a cum dump, no load refused.

I had to go to work the next day and every time I sat down my ass ached and i thought about how hungry they were and how they treated me like a worthless piece of meat.... a few months later I was back. This time I hid a second pair of cloths down the trail a bit and a gallon of water to wash up with so I wouldn't look so disgusting when I came back to the hotel. I came up on the area again and I saw them all sitting around and hanging out....I had a small bottle of whisky and took several long swigs and felt the burn in my stomach. I wanted to run away but I was paralyzed standing there. fuck or flight!....I stripped down naked and walked up to them...then I turned and went over the the mattress..the one guy recognized me...he came over and grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock...they all came over and I sucked them off...then they pulled me up on my feet but I was now woozy from the booze...they bent me over and a guy plowed me up my ass as another skull fucked my throat...It was not as rough as last time or maybe this time I knew what to expect. I could feel their anger and frustration with how their lives turned out with each thrust..it was like they were saying "fuck you" world....I did notice this guy sitting off to the side not wanting to join in no matter how much they egged him on...when they were done one of the guys went to him and pulled him over. I heard him say that he didn't want to because he had some disease...the guy just laughed and said well then its your turn to go last....I freaked out as he pulled his pants down but they held me there on my knees...he stood before me..some guy lit a lighter and I saw it! His cock was oozing puss and was filled with open sores...fuck no!!!but they held my head as he slide it in my mouth....it tasted foul...he was raping me with a diseased cock...he suddenly turned into and animal telling me I was just like the fag that gave him this disease....then he pinned me to the mattress and shoved his cock in my ass...over and over....I finally felt him cum...he pulled out relieved and rolled away...I went to get up but they took me to the piss area and put me back on my knees...time to clean the fag off and they all stood in a circle and pissed all over me.....I left before sun up...washed up put the hidden cloths on...back to the hotel and then to work the next day....the clap and some antii bitotics and I was ready for my next trip.

From his resume, Carlos would appear as middle-aged man, graduated from a respectable university and acting as a financial advisor - quite successful - for a firm you probably never heard of. He was also a volunteer for HIV Montreal, a non-profit org with an inexhaustible source of fresh young man, and the most exquisite sexual outlet for his urges which were as often as possible. When you met Carlos in person, you would have a different perspective. He didn’t look like your typical accountant or financials trustee. The man that would stand before you would be massive, clearly not obese nor muscled-freak. A strange sight. At 6’2” tall, crop hair with a one-day strong goatee, averaging 115 kg, he was obviously impressive. The suit he would wear would be tight on his huge chest and the bulge in his trouser would have you give up any pretense of anything small with Carlos. Naked, he was intimidating. This is exactly what 19-year-old college star-athlete Ben Schultz realized as he lay on the mattress, completely naked. I had to tie his hands because he was a very angry jock, with no ounce of fat he might have overpowered me easily. For the first 15-20 minutes, Ben cursed at me vehemently, wrestling to get loose of his bounds without success. Neighbors would have been alerted if it was not of the underwear-gag stuffed in his mouth. I must say I had used his own boxer brief soaked in my warm and toxic piss to muffle him. Now, he was breathing heavily through his broken nose, exhausted by the useless strenuous effort he put up. My nice dripping hard cock resting against his treasure trail of his hard abs. I was caressing his face, wiping the tears down to his neck and shoulders. He was an exceptional specimen of a healthy and sturdy young man. He had all the reasons to be angry. After all, I was threatening his masculinity – no doubt he was 100% straight – with me invading his space, with me caressing his naked body, powerless to my fingers to roam over his chest and stomach, tied up on a smelly mattress with a faggot. And really upset about the large Latino man behind him who was about to shove a fat nine-inch poz cock up his pinky virgin asshole. That was my good friend Carlos, a gang-raised teen who had grown into a ruthless thug man, hung like a pornstar. “Sshh… Sshh… calm down Ben, you need to relax” as I removed the gag. “I know its all new to you, but I am afraid that if you don’t Carlos will have to force down his large cock in your puny straight ass. None of us wants to hurt you, believe me. Loosing its cherry to a man is unique moment in a life of a young man like you and I would like to make it memorable for you… That was mean! If you spit in my face again, I will put a safety pin through your tongue and bottom lip. As a fact, I like swapping spit with handsome straight guys like you, so I am not really mad at you. Now, my turn, open your mouth!” I snorted deep and hard, then brought my face close to his like I would kiss him, and spit up a big yellowish lumpy phlegm right pass his tonsils, forcing him to swallow it by tilting his chin up. “You need to understand who runs the show here. There isn’t much you can do. We have nothing against you, in fact we are delighted to have stumble into you at the bar men’s room. You put up quite a show while horse-pissing at the urinal. Oh yeah, you were slightly drunk and show us, the “faggots” like you called us, how man you were. We would have laugh with you at your macho stance, but see, I don’t like the “f” word as much as Carlos here like the “n” one. It’s offensive. So, we had to see how man you were. I guess will find out soon. The truth is you are going to get your ass fucked and you will have to accept it. Now, how easy it will be is pretty much up to you. You can listen to us and follow our instructions by lifting your legs and bring your knees as close as possible to your shoulders. See, it is easy for the athlete that you are. Sshh… stop shaking, nothing really bad will happen, you ass is so tight that it will be extremely painful. Let me hold your legs. Now, concentrate on relaxing this little cunt of yours like a good girl.” With me pushing, Ben’s knees sunk into the mattress past his shoulders unveiling at the same time his virgin rosebud. It was a mesmerizing vision I hadn’t the chance to see often. “Stop putting a fuss. In this position, it will be easier for both of you. We had the impression when we met you that you weren’t a selfish little prick, aren’t you? Think about Carlos, it’s going to hurt him as much as you if you struggle like this. I know, you never had sexual intimacy with a guy before, not even with your best friend or your Dad. Trust me, it’s an adjustment. Oh! You don’t want to adjust… you have a girlfriend… well not anymore, I guessed. While you were in the bathroom at the disco-bar, I had my friend Jeremy buying her drinks and fingering her twat before you finished pissing. Don’t cry and call me a liar. If you are a good boy, do everything we ask, then I’ll bring you at the apartment upstairs to see her. After you dumped her at the bar and left with us, Jeremy brought her back to his place, the apartment above, for a nightcap. Now, don’t get upset again, I see that you are angry at me just like when I was kissing you earlier. Let me kiss you again in the most affectionate way I can. I don’t care if you don’t want to, kissing a guy is not the end of world, in fact it opens you to new sexual encounter possibilities.” “Now, now, I know you are reluctant to have a nine-inch cock shoved up your virgin ass… Don’t interrupted me, no one told you it was impolite? What?... A poz cock? Are you telling me that you would accept to be fucked by a nine-inch cock, but that you are afraid of a nine-inch poz cock? No? Are you sure? Because I tell you right off the bat that it will make Carlos really angry if you discriminate him only by his HIV status. A nine-inch cock, poz or not, is a nine-inch cock. And it's going to hurt, no doubt about it. There you go, just calm down. Let it go. Oh! for fuck sake, stop crying. Carlos is just trying to loosen up a bit, let him finger you some” As Ben’s ass ring was losing the battle, something inside him shredded, his dignity had vanished. “Hey, I’m here. A finger in you in ass is not pain. You must realize that when Carlos is going to fuck you up the ass, the first ten or twelve times, then you will know what pain is. I mean, fuck, it will feel like a stirring hot spear rod ripping your guts, you will feel like dying and gone to hell… you might actually want to die… you will scream until your voice breaks and you run out of tears. But I will there with you all along to remind you that you are stronger than you think and that all your begging is pointless.” “You are a very handsome young man. That’s what we first noticed of you at the bar. There were many other guys that we could have picked, but there was something in your demeanor that draw us to you. Here, I want to kiss you again. I just can’t resist to feel your lips, but I want you to kiss me back. Close your eyes if you need to and think its your girlfriend slut you are kissing, a long wet open-mouthed kiss. Lets see if you are a good kisser. Stop trashing around. No, NO!… I warned you what would happen if you dare spit in my face again. Don’t push your luck, I like you very much, but I will punish you if I need to, and this is something you shouldn’t look forward to.” “Look at you, hands tied, pinned down on the bed by two full-grown men. There is nothing you can do other than cooperate. We can spend hours playing with you: slapped your balls or electro-nipple play, clamps, needles, candles if we get bored. I even think that Carlos as a baseball bat somewhere, you get the idea. With each game, you will break down bit by bit until you become a ragdoll in our hands, and then we will still fuck you. But we won’t have to do that, aren’t we? Yeah, that’s what I thought. Now for that kiss, you are not to turn your head away and you are to look me in the eyes. I know I said you could close your eyes, but I changed my mind. I want to look at these beautiful brow-eyes when your mind fails to resist, and you become mine. I want a passionate kiss with a lot of tongue and spit-swapping, less than that will result in a punishment” The French-kissing session went for about twenty minutes… at the end his face was covered with spit, his lips were puffy from all my little love bites, his mouth slack and drooling like an idiot. I took the opportunity to get closer to him, almost cuddling him, my cock frotting on his stomach. I think he got the idea how much we revel on his predicament. Carlos was slowly working a second finger in his fuckhole and nudging his balls roughly. “See, I told you! When you cooperate, it’s so much easier and fun! Look down, look at what you have done… my hard cock poking your ribs, dripping copious amount of poz precum. You did not know I was poz also! Yes we both are. Lets rub it on your body. You are perfect except for your straight-cocky attitude, but don’t worry, after a weekend with me and Carlos, you will be unrecognizable! You will be one of us, another gifted member of our private club. A pretty cumdump opening his legs and mouth at a finger snap from any strangers. Gone will be the macho guy, gone will be the homophobic attitude, gone forever will be straight jock from the bar! Even your ex-girlfriend will be flabbergasted with the change! That if we give you permission to see her. Not that she will ever want to have sex with you anymore, not after she spent a couple of weeks being pimped at the sex club. Fuck! She might not even remember your name! Imagine how proud mom and dad will be to see their 19-year-old son graduating in something without their money! And here, next to your heart, I will have your diploma tattooed, a nice biohazard symbol!” “Now, now, it’s not a nice way to thank us… don’t try to worm you way out now. It’s still a long way and hard work before you get your diploma. Don’t get nervous, Carlos and I have 100% success rate and a lot of experience. You are so lucky to have us! I have no doubt that you will quickly become the favorite boytoy in our cohort. We will fix your hair a bit and probably shave the rest of you. Lets have a look at your nipples. They are large dark brown ones. Beautiful! They create a beautiful contrast with your pale chest, for now anyway, I am not sure if they will remain outstanding after a flogging session in a dungeon… or may be we will just get you a full-tattooed body or, if you obey, just a regular suntan. I bet you would liked that. It shows that you’re in sports, you have well-developed pecs, firm and all. They are not like a lot of sissies out there who have already their titties ready-to-eat. Not yours… your larger-than-a-quarter nipples completes your virile look. But no… not yours… you can’t do anything with them for now, not chew on them or pull them. They gives me something to work on. Mmmmh… oh yeah… so delicious. I could lick and suck on them all night. I must do something right! Your nipples are hard with a lot of little goosebumps around! Now, whenever I suck them or I scratch your tits and draw blood with my sharp nails like this, I want you to arch your back and push your chest up to me, as far as you can, until you feel like your backbone is ready to break. Come on… push… arch your back… tilt your head back in the mattress… you can do better than that. Stick those tits like some cheap whore in a porn movie.” “What are you doing? What do you mean you can’t? You want a rest? Carlos, hand me the cattle prod over. I knew it, with a little incentive you can get the best of anyone! I bet not even your ex with her whore tits can look as cute as you are right now. By the time we are done with you, anyone will see the slut in you whenever they start playing with your tits. Because this is what you have, tits… not nipples anymore. Oh Carlos! Great! I wish that you can see this from my point of view… Carlos has two of his thick digits up your chute, scissoring them relentlessly in preparation for a third one. Don’t bother, the cameras are capturing all this for you, and others, to view afterward. An imperishable souvenir of your deflowerment that will live on the web for all to see! Let me spit in his asshole few times, Carlos, it will lube him and make your job easier. Don’t be such a cry baby… of course you can take another finger in your hole. If not, how to you expect Carlos to shove his nine-inch Latino cock in your sweet little hole? “I must admit to you Ben that you have a pretty well-trimmed bush down there. I might let you keep it. It doesn’t make your shriveled cock look good right now, but when excited I can see why girls would fall for you. And your balls! They are good size and low hanging, you know? No, really, you don’t? Don’t lie to me… You mean you never secretly spy on your playmates in the shower? You must have seen web porn, admiring men tools plowing cunts while jerking off? Ah see, you did know, but don’t sweat you don’t have anything to be ashamed. I know you told us, you only had a 7-inch cock which we still have to see, but 7-inch is not bad but, if you want to know the truth, it is pretty small compare to Carlos black fat nine-inch poz cock, even if you remove his large skeleton tribal P.A. Yes, you are a stud with nice cock and balls for us to play for hours. Of course, I will get rid of the hair on your balls and ass. Treasure trail too. You and I will do a private session where I will pluck them out one by one. For you to remember to always keep hairless balls and smooth pussy.” “Let me spread your asscheeks so Carlos can get a better access to your soon to be pussy. Did you fuck a lot of girls? No?... How many?... Come on, how many?... and don’t lie to me because I will find out if you do. 2? Only 2? And the slut upstairs, did you fucked her? No! Are you some kind of closeted faggot? Most guys these days play the fields and fuck like rabbits! Maybe you are just shy in the bedroom. Ah! There we go again! Will you ever stop crying? I didn’t say you were a homo, it’s just that the way you bragged at the bar with your friends, the way you act in front of your girl, I’m amazed that you haven’t bone her in the cunt and the ass. What? You don’t do ass? It’s disgusting? Well for once we agree. That’s why Carlos and I gave you these piss enemas before, to cleanse your guts from all your shit. Imagine you cleaning Carlos dick after he fucked you like a cheap whore, would you prefer a shitty dick or a spit-lubed dick covered by cum, ass juice and blood? Yes, there is going to be some blood when the heavy piercing shreds your guts. No, you are not going to die. How many times I have to tell you? Your mine, and I will keep you for a long time. Otherwise, how I might supposed to make money if I don’t have a nice and hot stud – yes that’s you – to rent to other men?” “Here drink this. It’s the piss leftover from the enema. Don’t be afraid, I will not punish you if piss overflows your mouth, there is plenty more from where it came from. But I strongly suggest that you start swallowing. After all, we don’t want you to get dehydrated in the middle of your first fuck. Yes, you guessed right. It’s time to fuck. Carlos has been hard for the last half-hour while he was sawing your ass with his three fingers. Now open your mouth and suck on them while I shift over to your head to better hold your legs. Let's see how well you learned from all the preparation. In order to divert your attention from the pain, I am going to play with your dick. You will learn to love another man’s touch on your junk. It is time take your first dick up your ass. Oh fuck! you won’t believe until you see it from the video. Carlos just hawked a thick loogie to lube you, but your open and now hungry asshole just swallowed it like a starving bird eating a worm. Yeah, your hole remained open a little. It is a little bruise also which led me believe that you were telling the truth when you told us that you had never put anything in it, not even your little finger. No, none of your screams convinced us while Carlos fingered your pucker. After all, Ben, you might have been a sniveling cunt trying to fool us.” "Carlos is spreading your bubble ass again, your puckered hole is winking at us. Is it anticipation or are you just a fucking tease? Don’t bother to answer, instead suck on my dick a little. I warn you, don’t get any idea of biting me. If you have the audacity to even graze your teeth on my cock, we will stop our little ass play here and I will pull and knock all your teeth with the blood-rusted plier there on the nightstand. No, I’m just kidding but you get the idea. You have a pretty face, so make sure you keep it that way. Can you feel that? Carlos is gonna push his big fat pierced-cockhead, like small apple against your virgin pussy. When I say push, push your ass like when you take a shit, it will ease the cock to go in. Oh Carlos! I am sorry Ben; Carlos couldn’t resist much longer. After all, you have been teasing him with this nice virgin ass of yours for hours. Now calm down, breathe, it must have hurt like hell. I would kill anyone before they try to fuck me with this kind of blunt prick, but we are not all alike, aren’t we Ben? Thank god, I had the idea to pull my cock out of your mouth! Hang on babe, suck on your boxer brief again. On top of muffling your screams, it will act as a pacifier.” “Sssh… it’s almost over. Carlos will pull out and we will try a different position. Lay on your side facing me, closer, no need to go shy on me again. I would say we are way past that. I'd love to untie your hands, but I just don't dare. Carlos is going to cuddle you from behind, you should now feel his cock trapped in your ass crack. I’m sure it is quite a sensation. Now, lift that leg up, yes like this, hold it. You are doing so great, such a good boytoy. Here it goes! See it is much easier like this. I can’t understand what you say, but don’t worry Carlos is going to stop right after he is past your ass ring. I can feel all your muscles tensed, it is very erotic and sensual to me. Come on Carlos, stop teasing him and push your fucking cock in him. The wait is killing him! Oh wow! You’ve done it like a good obedient faggot! You got the angry-red cockhead in! It hurts? Yeah, I bet it does. I know you are not use to it yet. Ben, don’t you forget anything? I am chewing on your tits again. What are you supposed to do? Good girl, that’s it, push those tits out. You are so lucky that I am into you, that I make you realize how much your tits can bring you pleasure. I love to make you feel good. Look down, your hard babe! Carlos and I know how to please straight guy like you. Are you sure that you are fully-hard because it doesn’t look to be 7 inches, not even 6, more like a clit? Does it feel good when I rub your hard clit? Your size doesn’t matter, really, it’s not that you are going to fuck anyone ever, right? On the other hand, Carlos and I are still going to get our nuts and tap your hot hole a numerous number of times over the weekend. And we’re not even past Friday midnight, isn’t great?” “You should had the time to adjust by now, because Carlos will start feeding your sweet little hole until he buries all of his nine-inch deep in your pussy. Let me lean over so I can be first witness when he will sink his missile-shape cock right down your straight chute. Oh wait, Carlos wants you on your back again, swing your leg over here, don’t grimace like that it doesn’t put you at your best advantage. Try to smile. Good god it looks like a corkscrew in your ass. Put your head here, kiss my piss slit. Go on, use your tongue. Make me believe you really want to, so I don’t have to punish you. Good girl.” “YOU DID IT, YOU GOT IT ALL IN YOU! Hell! All fucking nine-inch! Carlos said its like an oven down there. Try to relax your ass muscles, you don’t want to have Carlos cum already. With all the effort you put in so far, you owe to enjoy it! Oh, you have a cramp in your thigh… well… wrap those athlete legs around Carlos… Go back nursing my cock and this time no more interruption. My balls are boiling down there, and they want to shoot the full 4-day poz load they have been cooking for you down your throat. You will have to work for it, thought. Your going to do fine, everything is going to be fine.” It was quite a sight to see this 19-year-old straight athlete sucking on my poz cock while impaled on one of the fattest Latino cock I ever seen. He had cried so much that his red were bloody red. His lips had turned into a purple shade from my prolonged nibbling session. His tits sore, I had licked, sucked and bit them way much more he wanted. His treacherous cock was standing at attention despite the humiliation and the pain. May be he was a pain pig? His ass globes had taken a dark red color with all the slapping Carlos had given him while fingering his hole. The ass lips had lost their innocent pinkish look due to the unceasing stretch exercise they have received. Carlos heavy-weight tattooed buddy was glistening with sweat from exertion. Me? Well, I was comforting Ben in his journey, reassuring him at every steps of his manhood was stripped. Ben’s eyes had rolled out into oblivion. I am sure his mind would have too if I wasn’t there to bring him back to reality, messing with his mind. I read somewhere something about “guys getting fucked up to get fucked... [Don't try this at home!]” And Ben was doing all this consciously, without drugs, not even manufactured lube! Only saliva, sweat and piss and soon poz cum. I prefer guys to experience their descent to submission while they still have their mind alert. Then when they broke, they are never able to get back to normal; like a missing piece of a puzzle, like a lost dog looking back to return to his master. Ben wouldn’t be an exception. Once pozzed, rejected by his family, his best friend, other friends and, ah! his no longer girlfriend, Ben would turn to me, his savior! I wouldn’t let him down. I am not a cruel person. I would provide him with shelter, food and clothes (well, a jockstrap at most as he wouldn’t need much). I would even pay for medication if he wanted to. I will put him up to work at the bathhouse, finding tricks so he can earn his living. No professional career for him. No wife and children. Carlos and I would be his loving family. “Don’t pass out! Here, let me spit on your face and lick it up back. Hmmm… your armpits hair are wet and smell good. Let me lick those pits as well, I bet this acrid taste sweat taste good. You will learn soon that anything that comes up from a man tastes good. You will learn to crave it. Oh! Did you moan from my licking or from the fact that Carlos had started to piston his cock in your no longer virgin asshole? Did I told you that you are handsome?” “Make an effort to memorize every second of it, this sharing experience. You know things are going to get lots easier for you. After Carlos… you will be able to take my dick easily. I will slide in so easy… no problem taking eight inches after you've had nine. Of course, by the weekend you'll be taking dick like a professional whore. And then Jeremy might want to have a piece of your ass after he gets bored pounding your ex. Do you think he will prefer yours or your girlfriend ass? Based on Carlos’ comment, I will bet on yours. Soon your pussy will be looser and one night while we cuddled together, we will have a pillow talk and we will laugh at all the fuss you made today. But today, on the other hand, requires you to give your best. Push back your ass to Carlos’ thrusts. Let him see that you can take it like a man, that you are not one of these sissies. Try to stuff some cock in by yourself. There you go, see it wasn’t hard. Before sunrise tomorrow, you'll be sitting on that dick and bouncing.” “Ughhh! I’m cumming, keep your mouth on, don’t dare to stop sucking, Ughhh! Take it… take it you whore… Ughhh! Ughhh! Fuck! Start swallowing or you’ll be first straight man to drown on cum. Ughhh!... Oh yeah, move your tongue like that… Ughhh!... You were good baby, oh fuck! it always prime me up to know that I am the first one to nut in a cherry throat. Your nose is running cum, you're all worked up. Let me wipe my cock snot off on the boxer. Don't worry, I'll put it back in your mouth. The way you finished me tells me you like it. Good news for you, I can feed it to you few times a day!” "Jesus Carlos, you are like a possessed man, wow! I never saw you fuck like this, is Ben working your cock with his ass? Look at him buck, you'd think he is having a convulsion or something… I don't know about you, but I am having a wonderful time. I want to thank you Ben for making this night memorable. Here, does it feel any better if I twist and pull on your tits? Oh! you remembered to shove your chest up! All hope is not lost! We'll be doing a lot of that, and more, over the weekend. Before we're through, you'll have tits like your girlfriend. Atta boy, stick those tits out, lets see how far I can pull them out. Here, give me back the boxer and breathe otherwise you will have a hell of a headache.” "Okay Carlos, let’s conclude this! Get on your knees faggot, face and shoulders pressed down into the mattress, ass up! Fuck him Carlos! Amazing, you are taking it liked a champ! Carlos will not last long. Open that mouth of yours and suck my dick, work me up again. When Carlos is done giving you a first dose of toxic cum. I will be ready to plow your pussy, making sure your guts digest its first poz meal! Then, I will feed you the dessert you deserved! Ready? Lets have some more fun!”

The COVID restrictions and disruptions inspired me to setup my own gloryhole. It started as a bit of a joke with a couple buddies, but as we talked more, I started to see the real possibilities. I was able to put together a simple GH setup with a black curtain easily accessed from the side of my house, so guys could just walk in and unzip. I didn’t expect much from it — damn! Was I surprised!!!! My hole is still dripping. I created a GH profile on Grindr and Scruff, then the messages started rolling in. Lots of curious messages, and some that were clearly trying to goad me into sexting — not what I was looking for from this. But a few real contenders started to emerge. I was surprised how easy it was to set up. Sent them my address, parking instructions, and how to access the side door. Most of them were anon profiles, but I figured I’d take a shot at it. The first guy arrived about 20 minutes after we chatted. I stripped to a jock strap, got behind the curtain that I’d cut a decent sized hole in, and waited on my knees. He messaged saying he was there, and I said to come in. A minute later the door opened quietly, and I could see him enter wearing jeans and shoes. There were no words exchanged before he unzipped, kicked off his shoes, and took off his pants. I took a small hit of poppers. He stepped up to the hole with a semi-hardon and slipped it in. I quickly took it in my hand — OMG this is really happening!! I went right down on him. He let out a warm groan. After a moment, he slowly started thrusting. His cock was growing in my mouth, and was a lot larger than I expected it to be. I was suddenly working a long 7 inches with a fat head and slight curve to it. I hit the poppers again and rode the wave to really enjoy working on his thick meat. ”Turn around and show me your ass,” he growled. I didn’t even hesitate. We had never discussed fucking, and I was kind of surprised by his command, but I did it. Standing in the alcove I hung the curtain in, I turned around and backed up to the hole in the curtain. I immediately felt the warmth of his cock gliding up and down between my ass cheeks, my hole exposed for him. He started pushing in — I was dry and didn’t have lube with me. I heard him spit and push again, more determined this time. I took a long draw off my poppers, letting the rush settle over me. I backed up more, trying to relax my hole for his cock. He spit again and pressed in. With a sharp pop, I suddenly felt the warmth of his cock sliding inside, radiating heat from his bare skin. I started grunting and moaning — the fuck was still too dry and rough — but he wasn’t stopping. His long strokes tugged at my hole, and I grunted more than I moaned. But I was totally caught up in the moment of this totally anon guy pumping my hole sight unseen. It didn’t take him long to unleash his load — no warning, no question about where to dump it — he saw my ass as his cumdump. He didn’t linger in my hole long, but stepped back, pulled on his pants and shoes, and opened the door. “Thanks” was the only word I ever heard from him. I settled back, satisfied with the first time using the gloryhole. I texted one of my buds about it. But after about 15 minutes, I started craving more cock. My hole felt tender from the dry fucking, but it was even more hungry now. I opened my apps and found nearly 20 messages — holy shit! Sorted through them and started focusing on two guys who seemed serious. One was an older daddy bear with a full profile who wanted to fuck anon. The other was a 24 year old with no pics, but who messaged me one. The younger guy made it to the house first. He was quick to unzip and slide his cock through the GH. I was working his cock for a couple minutes when he quietly said, “You wanna fuck?” “Sure.” I got up, turned around again, and settled into a bent-over position. This time I had planned better and I added some silicon lube to the first guy’s load. The young guy slid right in and started fucking. He pulled out and I heard the curtain rustling. Then he slipped back in. He pounded my hole with steady strokes, no talk at that point, just the sound of his pelvis and balls slapping against my tight ass. I was letting out small grunts as he banged into me with a steady beat. “Where you want it?” He said quietly. “Right where you are, bud!” Almost immediately he grunted, and thrust deep, holding his cock buried inside me for a few seconds before repeating the lingering thrust. I could feel him shaking a bit as he unloaded into my raw hole. After he pulled out, I stood up and turned around — he had pulled the curtain aside and we were standing face to face. He had a fresh face, a little bit elvish, and fairly conversation clothing — he had just opened his pants and pushed them down far enough to fuck. He seemed a bit embarrassed. I noted he had a wedding ring on. He zipped up and scuttled out quickly without a word. Meanwhile the silver daddy bear had messaged he was on his way. I didn’t see a car out front yet, but he arrived just a moment after the younger guy drove off. He walked into the mud room, and I could feel the masculine energy radiating off of him. “Hello, boy,” he said in a husky voice. “I hope you’re ready.” “I am.” He took a minute to undress, shucking most of his clothes except socks. I marveled watching him undress through the circle cut in the curtain. He was beefy and sexy, with hair across his pecs and stomach. He walked up to the hole confidently, “Get to work, boy.” I did. “Get that cock nice and hard for me,” he said. His dick was growing think and heavy. I’d guess around 7 inches and girthy, a little wider at the base. This was a cock that had breached many hot holes. I peppered up again, kneeling in front of that power tool, and got into my best work of the day. He didn’t even need to thrust — I was greedily attending to every inch. “Mmmmmm hmmmm. That’s it boy. You won’t be long on your knees. You have my cock ready for more.” I moaned as I deepthroated him, the vibration tingling his cock in a way that must’ve made him VERY happy given the sound he suddenly made. “Fuck! Fuck, boy. Let’s see your hole now.” I obliged, adding some fresh lube to his cock before turning around in the shadowy space behind the curtain. “Fuck, boy. That’s a nice little ass. And it’s bare, too. How many loads are in it?” ”Two,” I answered as I took two long draws off my poppers. The head rush had me swimming as I settled into position again, offering my hole to him. He rubbed that power tool against my hole, teasing it a moment. I felt the heat coming off the head, and the slick lube allowing him to grind me. He slapped my ass and I yelped. “Good boy,” he breathed. He pushed against my hole, and didn’t relent until the shaft pried my ass open further and I groaned. “That’s right, boy. Let me hear those moans. Let me know how much you want this cock.” ”Ohhhhhh,” I breathed as he forced it out with a deep thrust, his hands locking onto my hips. “Fuck me, Sir. Fuck..... me ...... fuuuck.....” He worked my hole at different angles, stretching the sphincter wider. He bent his knees and thrust upward, and my head snapped back at the intense pleasure/pain that filled me. I was thrusting back now, leveraging myself against the shoe rack and a cabinet to claim every inch of cock in my hole. He was obviously pleased because he started pounding me. “Oh! Fuck! Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Me!” His power tool was laying claim to my hole — probably one of thousands he’s had. I couldn’t get enough! ”What does my boy really want?” ”Breed me!” I didn’t even have to think about it. “Breed! My hole! Sir!” ”Oh fuck, boy. You’re getting it!” He grabbed my shoulders and power fucked my ass, slamming it hard, my head just lolling back and forth as he used me. He was grunting hard, and I could feel the energy of his pulsating cock as he breed me. He thrust deep over and over and over again. “Ah! Ah! Ah!” I could only take it. I couldn’t speak at this point. Just some odd, deep toned noises as he finished off inside me. He held there, small convulsions making his cock twitch inside me. I could feel tiny dribbles starting down the back of my legs. How much did he shoot inside me? ”Stay there, boy. Stay right like that.” I obeyed, breathing heavy, my ass on display as he stepped backward. He sounded a bit off balance, but managed to dress without a problem. “Fuck, boy. That’s what I needed today.” He was breathing hard still. “Fuck. You offer that to me again another day.” With that he opened the door and left. As I’m writing this those loads are still fresh inside me. My head is still buzzing. Did that really just happen?!?!?! Why didn’t I do this years ago?!?! I have a new home hobby, and can’t wait until the next day I’m working from home.

I hooked up with a POZ guy on AOL and went over to his place to breed. Shortly we got down to brass tacks. I dropped my trou and stripped off my shirt and he did the same. He sat back on the couch, and I knelt between his legs to worship his Shaft. I was eating him up, swallowing him up to his Pubes, and nibbling his Balls when his (not-sure-of-his-Status) Lover walked in and caught me blowing his Mate. Without further ado he rammed a finger up my Ass, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I rose up and spread my legs so he could get better access. He rimmed my Pussy, lubing me with his Spit. In a flash he unzipped and unbuckled; and his jeans tumbled to his ankles, to be joined by his shorts. He spat on his Dick and rubbed the head up and down in my Crack. How I wanted him to impale me, which, Thank God! he did. He grabbed ahold of my hips and slid in me Balls—deep. It felt great! He plowed me intensely like mine was the first NEG Ass he’d ever had—and I clamped my lips about his Lover’s POZ Cock, holding on for dear life. He slammed me for 5 minutes while I quaffed the Bug Juice leaking from his Lover’s POZ Bone. I pulled off the Fucker to give the POZ Dude his due. I sat down on his Rod as he sat down on the couch. Like a Yo-Yo I bounced up and down on the Venomous Rod till I got my reward. The Dude on the Couch unloaded his spurious Jizm up my NEG Hole. As I arose, his toxic Cream dripped out of my Crack and onto my Balls. I fingered myself, immersing my digits in his foul Seed. Fingers up to my nose, I inhaled the musky man smell of his poison Spooge and my Ass Juices. It smelled so good I licked the contaminated, pearly white Salve off my fingers. The Roomy spun me around and re-plunged his Shaft into my liquefied Hole. He fucked his BF’s POZ Seed into the bare walls of my Innards, then suggested we retire to the bedroom. He bent me over the mattress and pounded me mercilessly, then slowed, pulled all the way out, re-inserting only the Head—teasing me. I BEGGED HIM TO GIVE ME HIS LOAD, for I craved his UNTESTED Cream; and he did not disappoint. He grunted as his POZ / NEG Seed surged up my Hole, and his creamy white Spooge shot into my Cunt. He lay atop me, sweating and gasping for breath. It was the best of sensations, feeling his shriveling Cock within me, afloat on a shallow sea of POZ and POZ / NEG Cum. His wilted Pole fell out; and I licked it clean, gleaning a few more precious drops from the Head. I was in desperate need of Cumming. The POZ Dude, who’d taken this all in from the hallway, forced his tumescent Shaft down my throat. He began to dick-whip and fuck my face, which provoked me to shoot volley after volley of hot, juicy Manseed all over my stomach and chest. I lay there, quivering and helpless, as twin tongues caressed my flesh.

Oops sorry guys.....Ian Sterling is his new porn name....I knew him by another...

A Strange Night at the Baths (Part I) Going to the baths can be a hit or miss experience. Sometimes you are surrounded by horny men and the visit seem like one continuous orgy; other times you can walk or wait and not find what you are looking for, eventually ending up rubbing one out while watching porn on the monitors. There are also times where nothing is happening until you’re just about ready to leave, then just as you head towards the locker room you are drawn into a hot encounter that leaves you covered with other men’s cum. That’s exactly what happened to me one night. I had just finished dinner on a Tuesday and decided I was in the mood for some naked men, so I headed downtown to the baths. I arrived about 9:00 PM, which admittedly is usually not the best time to go if you’re looking for variety. Nonetheless, I’m an optimistic guy so I checked-in and got my towel and locker key and headed upstairs to undress and stow my clothes. As I reached the second floor and rounded the corner to the lockers, I found the area deserted. Not a good start but since the play areas were upstairs I wasn’t too worried. I hopped in the shower then wrapped my little white towel around my waist and headed upstairs in search of sexual adventure. As I walked down the halls past the rooms where you would usually find a few doors open revealing some hard cock or lubed-up asses waiting for an encounter, all I encountered that night was closed doors with no one else walking around. Undeterred, I headed up to the playroom area which included the dungeon play room, the outdoor patio, the glory hole booths, and the dark room – but all were deserted. Realizing it was still early for the party crowd and service workers to show, I decided to head back downstairs to the theater and watch some porn until (hopefully) things picked up. I entered the theater which was comprised of a large dark room with stadium style seating about 3 benches high that wrapped around two sides of the room, and a large big screen in the corner with some very hot raw fuck scenes showing. I walked over to the benches and sat down on the middle bench about in the center between the entrance and the video screen. I opened my towel enough to pull out my now hardening cock and began stroking as I watched the movie. It was a really hot scene so I was starting to get into stroking when an older man entered the theater and sat nearest the door on the lower bench. He didn’t acknowledge me but instead started stroking himself under his towel. After a few minutes passed I swiveled around so that I was facing the man by the entrance and so he could clearly see between my legs where I was slowly stoking my cock. Finally he looked at me and let his towel fall loose on the bench and slowly stroked his own very large cock. He was a big, beefy man and his cock was much larger than my 6 inches…I really wanted a taste of his sexy man-meat and I had precum leaking from the tip of my cock as a result. I wiped it with my hand and brought it to my lips while maintaining eye contact in hopes he would take the lead and use me. I continued to lick my lips lasciviously while reaching a finger down to my ass, spreading my legs wider so I could slip my finger inside my eager asshole. That seemed to do the trick as he got up and walked over to me and told me to suck his dick. I climbed down from my seat and dropped to my knees and he reached up and pulled my face onto his hard cock pushing it violently in and out of my mouth. He stopped long enough to sit on the bench behind him then pulled me down onto his erect manhood again. This time I tried to focus on worshiping his cock, working it in and out of my mouth and slobbering as much as I could to make things as slippery as possible. I looked at his body as I took him into my throat until my eyes watered. He was a tall man, probably between 50-60 years of age with medium lengthy body hair on his chest, legs and groin, just the type of man I usually like to feel on top of me. I wrapped both my hands around his hard cock and pulled up so just his cockhead was in my mouth, then leaned over and pushed my mouth back onto his swollen cock until his trimmed pubes were tickling my nose. I used my tongue over my lip and twisted my head back and forth as I went down, taking his cock deeper each time. After a few up and downs I took him fully inside and kept my lips wrapped around the base of his shaft until I had to come up for air. He grunted and pushed on the back of my head each time, but kept his eyes on the screen and didn’t really seem that interested. I stood up between him and the TV and straddled the bench laying on my stomach next to where he was seated so that my ass was beckoning to him. He seemed more interested now and reached over to spread my cheeks and spit on my open hole and started fingering me. He spit several times in his hand, smearing it on my butthole then inserting his finger deeply into me to open my hole. I moaned and pushed back to allow his finger to probe deeper. He pulled his finger out and came back again with two digits, then three when he curved his hand and began to corkscrew his fingers in and out of my open ass. Then he arose and mounted me from behind, placing his cock head at my wet entrance, pushing slowly until the head of his cock was past my first ring. He paused about 2 seconds then pushed all the way inside of me slamming his balls against my ass. I must have yelped a bit as he wasn’t gentle, but I quickly adjusted and pushed my ass against him. He began to move his hips up and down so that his cock was thrusting and withdrawing from my hungry hole. He continued the same pace and rhythm, never varying for what seemed like an hour but didn’t seem interested. After several more minutes of the same uninspired fucking, I told him I needed a break and started to get up from the bench. Suddenly he grabbed my arm and said “oh no you don’t” and pushed me hard back onto the bench and began to slam his cock rapidly in-and-out of my ass in a fashion that some might’ve described as rape. His demeanor was different now and the anger he had unleashed on me was clearly turning him on. I was reeling and wondering if I should make a defensive move to extricate myself and risk serious injury or wait for him to finish and hope no serious damage was inflicted. He was grunting and telling me that I’m not gonna get him turned on then try to walk away with taking care of his needs. As I listed to his voice and his grunts I was becoming very turned on as well, and started pushing my ass back onto each violet thrust, pushing him deeper inside of me and evidently encouraging him to drive harder and faster into me with each stroke. From there it didn’t take long until he let out a loud groan and slammed his cock into my ass as deeply as possible. I could feel his dick flexing inside of me as his sperm shot inside of my ass…so much sperm that it was leaking out with each thrust and dripping down my legs. After a final violent thrust he pulled out and walked out of the room, leaving me sprawled out and covered with sweat and cum. At first I had felt violated but now I felt like a real slut and my ass acted like it wasn’t finished and wanted the action to continue. I pushed myself off the bench and saw that I had cum all over the bench in the heat of passion. I scooped some into my hand and licked it off so I could savor the taste of our sex, then decided to get a quick shower and continue the hunt for cock afterwards. -To be continued...

This really isn't the right forum to argue social conscious, or hypocrisy for that matter. Using politics as a sexual filter is a recently "learned" behavior, and part of identity politics.

I was changing in the locker room at work when Darren came in. "Hi Darren." I greeted him. "Hi Jasper." he replied. We shook hands and looked around before kissing and started talking about sex. He had fucked some asshole the night before and used Mikey's mouth for a urinal twice at the plant just that afternoon. He asked me, "How's your love life?" "Not much, had to jack it off a couple days ago, really need a piece of ass." I replied. He adjusted his glasses and ran his nailbitten fingers through his beard, thinking, and asked me if I had any particular type of hole in mind. "Mainly I just need someone who respectfully swallows when I cum in his mouth and doesnt go running to shit out a load as soon as a man pulls out of his ass." I told him. We talked some more and he mentioned some neg and poz guys he knew who wanted a masculine dick in them. I had pozzed three guys in the past year and knew that my orgasms in them ranked with the times I had popped anal cherries, while the assholes endured the pain I enjoyed putting to them with my self-serving pelvic thrusts in their tight virgin holes. Sex with seasoned holes before I got pozzed and sex with already pozzed holes after I was pozzed yielded orgasms ranging from mediocre to "good" but not the really great feeling ones I got from tearing up a cherry or pumping my dirty HIV-laced jizz into an "AIDS-virgin." He said he'd line up a virgin of some kind for me and we punched out and left. That night Darren called saying he had a twenty year old twink who wanted an older man's bone in him. The next afternoon Darren and I took the bus to the fella's pad which was in an older apartment building that was undergoing repairs. His apartment had been done and some burly studly men even huskier than Darren and me were re-roofing the other end. The twink was what I expected, no model of masculinity but not grossly effeminate either. He was somewhat slender, keeping himself that way, as he didn't want to get fat. He had the usual long hair of guys his age back then, his bleached blond. He lacked any facial hair and had long nails with clear polish on them. He seemed pleased to meet me even though I was twice his age. "He's been fucked five times so he's still nice and tight there, plus he's got a good head on his shoulders." Darren said, adding, "He also tested negative." I started getting boned. Darren was negative himself and had fucked the fella a week before. "Want a last piece of him before I go?" I asked Darren. "No, you go ahead stud" he said with a sly wink. The queen was in heat so we stripped. The poof was to blow Darren after I nutted up his ass. The fella then knelt before me and sucked my dick into his mouth to bring it to hardness. A few minutes later I was as hard as I usually got in a few seconds from Darren's manly hand when he fingered me to hardness. The poof left his spit on it and assumed his position on his stomach on his bed and spread his mailing-tube legs while I added just enough grease to facilitate entry into his hole. Darren and I spat on the fella's hole and I mounted him, lined up my shot and drove it in. He flinched and let out a screech as my weapon busted past his sphincters and on up his ass. "Shoulda gagged him" I said as I lay on his back, my dick hilted in his nice tight twat. "Not necessary. He loves it after the first few strokes" Darren replied. I began fucking the twink, enjoying his tight snugness around my cut meat. I was already excited that I was going to have a really great feeling orgasm in his tight ass as well as have it enhanced by pumping my dirty diseased sperms into him and knock him up with my deadly aids. I fucked him faster, harder, keeping up the level of pain I was putting to his hole as my loins propelled my stiff turned-on penis in his rectum. Darren and I grinned at each other as he flexed his stiff cock which had some precum on the tip. I fucked that twink good, my ego inflating like that of a hero about to conquer another piece. I let my hips take over, piston-thrusting in him, then slowing but taking full strokes pile-driving it in him to further tear up his insides to better assure penetration into his system of my bug-laden sperms to do their job of impregnating him with my "baby". My dick was as stiff as it ever was, feeling good as I thrust in him. I then sped up, jackhammering in him, giving my hips free reign to pound him into the bed. "Darren, he's negative, isnt he?" the fella asked. I poured it on as Darren took his time answering. The punk seemed a little panic-stricken as I held him under me and pounded away, getting closer to my climax. I got my urge and nodded to Darren who then said with a grin, "He's positive. You're gonna have his "baby" for the rest of your life." The punk cried, "I'm not a bug-chaser!" as he panicked and tried to thrash his way out from under me as I repeatedly slammed my dick deep in his hole, feeling the power of my loins, and hilted myself as I injected my deadly seed up it, my dick spasming in that greatest of all feelings, the male orgasm as my deadly sperms carried their load into his guts. I felt triumphant spurting my deadly spunk into him to permenantly poison him with my AIDS. He then resigned himself to his fate when he felt my penis deep up his sore ass pulsing with pleasure with each deadly spurt as I enjoyed pumping more of my diseased jizz into him. I then joyfully resumed my self-satisfying pelvic thrusts to further tear him up inside and pump the last of my viral load into him. I was breathing hard and sweating a little from my efforts as I rested with my spent weapon buried deep inside him as he cried feeling sorry for himself, his dirty face red and wet with tears. Darren and I hi-fived and then kissed. I thrust some more and pulled out of the poof who curled up in a fetal position, shaking with sobs as I tried to get him to suck my dick clean. "I throw a great fuck into that sorry punk ass and he won't even show any appreciation for my studmanship much less have the common courtesy to suck my dick clean, the fuckin ungreatful bitch." I snarled. "Some cunts are like that but then again you permenently changed his life for him" Darren replied as the fairy flipped us the bird. "Well that bitch who raked my dick with his teeth changed mine so it's only fair I pass it on to someone who takes it" I replied. "Looks like we don't get our blowjobs." I added. "Yeah, he owes us." Darren said as I went into the bathroom to wash the cum, blood, shit and lube off my loggerhead. It was bad enough I had to wash my dick but worse that he had stiffed Darren out of the blowjob he owed him. If I was a versatile instead of a masculine total Top I would have blown Darren myself. I held my now cleaned dick-out and blew on the head of it like a cowboy blowing the smoke off the end of the barrel of his spent six-shooter, returned to the bedroom and got dressed and checked my pockets. Everything was there. The poof was getting up, cussing us out but knowing enough not to try to take a poke at us. We left and went to Darren's, then to a bar and grill to have beer and pizza, then we found Darren a piece of ass to relieve his sexual tensions in. The fella Darren scored was a short fat piece of ass in his thirties who liked our masculinity. Darren screwed the fat asshole in the alley behind the bar and then had the guy suck his dick clean. After Darren finished using the asshole we agreed that the next time I pozzed someone that Darren was to have first crack at the dude before I pozzed him. The twink I knocked-up got his flu two weeks later, just about on schedule and later resumed tricking. He himself pozzed a couple of fem-queens and then limited his sex to putting out for poz men and screwing poz poofs. I joined a dozen or more men in a gangbang of the twink a year and a half after our big night. That time he sucked my dick clean and kissed it, along with each of the other dicks that had fucked and nutted in his ass which was sore by the time the eighth man had added his load to the loads the previous studs had pumped up it. I felt good and later told Darren who was glad the bitch had sucked my dick clean and kissed it as we had expected him to do when I knocked him up. We agreed that had the twink not been concerned about my HIV status until after the session he would have given Darren the blowjob he owed him and sucked my dirty dick clean and kissed it and my sweaty balls in appreciation for some good stud service. I know that some poz Tops have better orgasms when pozzing an "HIV-virgin" just as some men get more pleasure by pumping pain into virgin holes. While these type of stories turn men on I never recommend anyone do it in real life.

My pussy is always hairless and smooth like butter. I like feeling a tongue explore my whole body without hairs getting in the way. My tops like it this way too. They can slide their cocks in and out and around my cheeks

It is a really enjoyable activity when all three guys have some experience and know what they are looking for because I think it just makes for a great open minded romp. My partner and I talked right away about inviting a third for some really hot sex. And the rest of the time, we were happy to enjoy one another and live a good life. But we had a regular few guys that we always enjoyed including in hot threesomes. We are both versatile, so it always leaves a lot of flexibility for that third guy. There are a lot of bottoms out there for sure... but, some nights that is what we are looking for. I love sharing a hot bottom with my partner. My cock in his mouth and his deep in the bottom's hole. We can lean over one another and kiss and make out with some nipple play. Then we switch. Typically on a night like that we are both good for two loads over the evening. Everybody has a good time. Partner really enjoys watching me take another guy's load (especially a married guy) and he loves being second guy into my hole once it has already been seeded. For me, it is a turn on knowing he is sucking my dick and watching another hot cock unload in my hole. Just inches away from his face. Then he scrambles around and typically give me a harder than normal fuck in front of the other guy - while I clean Top 1's cock. After he dumped his load up inside and beside the first one, he always offers the other guy another go at my hole. If our friend is interested, I end up with a third load (which always starts leaking out anyway). If not, my other half would be right down onto my puffy hole to suck both loads out of me nice and slow. It's nice to have another piggy who is interested in opening up new things. He's undetectable and I'm on PrEP. We make sure people know and are straight up front about only fucking raw. Nobody has said no.

I get this... but I once had a big lad that curved to the left, really curved taat he could have fucked me from round the corner. Tbh at the time I loved it, unfortunately, for days after, I had throbbing pain spot and a ripped split hole, but maybe a strong curve and a very thick girth does not do well. Regards this one of yours I would try sitting on him front ways facing him and sitting on him backwards and see if that angle works for you, good luck.

I always start by deepthroating the top's dick, then when it's rock hard and lubed with my spit I'll quickly stand and ease my ass back onto it. Most guys love it. Some make it clear they just want to be sucked, or want to put on a condom. If a condom, that's when I leave.

6. Dance with the Devil "Those boots do great things for your ass," Jon said. He was walking down the hall, now fully dressed with a dark red harness, a matching cod piece, and a pair of aggressive motorcycle boots. His chest was airbrushed lightly in red, and there was a bit of devil make-up as well. He was hot. "Thank you," I stammered. I was trying not to stare too much. I would sell my soul to have him fuck me. Jon turned to Leo. "You want to find Cal in the kitchen. He'll want the supplies. I'll take our boy?" "Right on," Leo said. "Head's in the clouds," he said, as he gently pushed me towards Jon. I was a bit scared. I was high and very horny, and I wasn't sure I wanted Jon to know that about me. "Breed him?" Jon asked. He grabbed on to front of my harness and pulled me towards him. "Got Leo's load in you?" he whispered. "Yeah, he does," Leo said. "He's got a hungry hole." I blushed, but Jon just leaned in and kissed me. As we kissed, his free hand reached around and started to explore my hole. "Wet," he said, before continuing kissing me. I was wet, and his finger pressed in easily. "Hot," he said. He pulled his finger out. "Plenty of time for that later," he said, and motioned for me to follow him. I followed him; he took me to the living room. There was a small dance floor set up, looking out over the Hollywood Hills, with the sign in the distance. There were maybe ten men on the dance floor, about a third of them younger guys, like me. The rest were muscular older men like Jon. They were all in various stages of costume and dress, although everyone was in some degree of leather. I was staring at one boy. He had goat horns, and a pentagram painted on his chest. He looked familiar, but he was blindfolded. Despite not being able to see, he was still bent over as a leather-clad, muscular half-man, half-robot fucked him. Finally, I recognized it was Seth. "Yeah," Jon said, noticing my sudden shock. "He's a hungry boy. Just like you." He pulled me close to him, as I watched Seth get fucked. "And that's JP," he said, pointing out the Borg fucking Seth. "Not that Seth cares who fucks him." "Hi," a soft voice said beside me. I turned, and saw a tall, skinny, furry boy. The only thing he had on was a pair of heavy leather boots. "Oh, great. This is James, our G-boy," Jon said. "Aren't you, James?" "Yeah," he said. "What do you want?" "Kenta's probably due for .8. And I'll do 1.2," Jon said. "And you need to do some as well." The music was deep, and thumping, but it was still easy to talk. "So, .8, 1.2, and 1.4," James said. "Perfect," Jon answered, and turned his attention back to me. I was starting to sway in time with the beat, feeling the animal power of the music. "You wanna dance with the devil?" I looked over Jon. I noticed he had99 written over his stomach. I couldn't remember it if had always been there. Below it was a biohazard tattoo. Everything seemed suddenly so dangerous. There were warning signs, but it was also still a Halloween party. There was nothing to be scared of. "Yeah," I said. "I'd love to." "Good," Jon said. He grabbed my by the harness again, and pulled me onto the dance floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Seth. He was still bent over and blindfolded, but JP-as-the-Borg had disappeared, and there was now a man in greasy coveralls fucking him. Jon spun me around, my back against his chest, and wrapped a thick arm around, holding me in place. There were maybe ten or twelve men dancing. The area wasn't that big, so we were all pressed together. Most of the men had little more than a piece or two of leather on. It accentuated their muscles and their strength. There were a few boys like me, younger, smooth, and slim. Each had found an older man or two, and had the distinctive dance of a boy being fucked. "Like what you see?" Jon whispered into my ear. I felt his leather cod piece rub up against my hole. "Yeah," I whispered, just loudly enough for him to hear. The entire situation seemed both impossible and inevitable. There were so many men, so many erect members, and we were all there for sex. "It's really hot." "Let's get this out of the way," Jon said. He reached down and pulled off the cod piece. His stuck out straight, erect, and like a heat-seeking missile, homed in on my hole. "Feels wet," he whispered in my ear. "How many men have been up there?" "Two," I said. "Just Seth and Leo." "Slow start," Jon said. "We need to get that hole dripping." His cockhead was pressed against me. But he was moving in precise alignment with me. Each time I tried to slide his tool in, he would pull back just enough to keep me unsatisfied. "Let me fuck you," he said. "I can do this for us." "Please," I begged. "Fuck me" I was staring at all the boys around me, all of them with a thick daddy dick in their hole, each one taking the older man's fluids, begging for the relative stranger's cum. "Fuck me," I repeated. The boy next to me was grunting the same thing. "As you want," Jon said, and pressed his cock into me. He was big, but not too big. After Seth and Leo, he slid in easily, and although I gasped, it was just the pleasure of being penetrated. He didn't bother to slow down in response. It was both scary and hot, knowing that his first priority was his own pleasure. "That what you want boy?" he asked. "Hard, raw dad cock in your hole?" "Please. Fuck me," I grunted. Jon's bare cock was what I had been fantasizing about for the past week, and now it was inside me. I couldn't believe it was happening. "Of course boy," he said. "You feel good on the inside." "You feel good inside me." "I like this," he said, sliding his dick in and out of my hole. "It's good to be inside you." We fucked for a bit, just enjoying the warmth and connection between us. Finally, Jon continued. "Seth said you were on Prep." "Yeah," I said. I didn't want to think about this. It didn't matter. I took a drug, and it made everything fine. "Uh. He told me too. That you're, uh." I stumbled. It was hard to think, but I knew that this was something I need to ask. "You're poz." "Yeah." He didn't say anything else. It was a statement of undeniable fact. "But," I started. His cock was buried in my hole, and I didn't want him to pull out. Nor did I want him to put a condom on. I loved how intimate this felt, even if we had only known each other for a few minutes. "But. I'm on prep," I said. "That means it doesn't matter, right?" "No. It doesn't matter now, does it?" Jon said. He pulled out, so just his dickhead was in my ass. The music shifted. The beat was lower and slower. I felt my heart beating in sync with the music. My head was spinning, my hole was hungry, and I just wanted dick. It was probably only a second or two, but it felt like eternity before Jon relented and pressed his dick back into me. "Fuck," he said. "Love feeling that cum in you." We fucked for a few minutes, long enough for the song to change. Then, in front of me was James. He had three plastic cups with some orange juice in it. He handed me one, then one to Jon, and he kept one for himself. "Cheer," Jon said. "To a night of partying." "To a night of playing," James said. "Drink up," he said. "Do it like a shot," he whispered to me. The three of us downed the orange juice, all of us in a single swallow. I could taste a bitter flavor. I remembered the G that Seth had given me earlier. I was getting re-dosed. "So good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His tongue tasted like the juice-drug mixture, and I was momentarily worried I was getting an extra dose. But James's furry body felt so good pressed against me, and I quickly forgot about anything I was supposed to be concerned about. "You're hot," he said, running his hands over my body. "Isn't he?" Jon said. "I just want to fuck him all night long." "All night?" James asked, a bit nervously. "Don't worry," Jon said. "I've got enough cum for both of you." "Thank you," James said. "I know how you like it." "You do," Jon said. He smiled, and leaned over my shoulder to kiss James. "Leo's around. Get yourself in the mood, and get some more cock?" "Yes sir," James said. My hole twitched when he called Jon "Sir." I had seen it in videos, but it had always been staged and flat. But when James said it, it had the respect and fear that I had jerked off imagining. He gave me one last kiss. "You're going to have fun tonight," he said. Although there were only fifteen or twenty guys on the floor, the light was dim, and there was a bit of a haze in the room. I could smell the familiar sweetness of weed, but also the scent of the crystal. It seemed like everybody was getting high tonight. "He's another hungry boy," Jon said. He kept his cock in my ass. "He'll be out searching for someone to fuck him." He rubbed his beard against my neck and nibbled on my ear. "At least you have mine." He reached down and grabbed the jockstrap's pouch. My dick was still stubbornly soft, despite how turned-on I was. "Tina dick," Jon said. "This has never happened to me," I said. "Don't worry about it," Jon replied. "It's pretty common. I took a viagra earlier. But you. You've already got a thick, hard cock. It's just fucking you." "Oh fuck," I moaned again. Jon's cock was incredibly stiff inside me. It was like someone was ramming a steel dildo into my ass, and despite the discomfort, I was in sex heaven. The discomfort may have even been a factor in how happy I was. I was thinking about the way James had said Sir earlier. Thinking about how in the moment, I would do anything that Jon asked me to do. "Please. Fuck me." "Hell yeah. Looking forward to getting this hole a few times tonight," he said. He pushed me forward slightly, so I was bent over. The shift in position gave Jon an opening, and another inch of his dick slid into me. "Fuuuuuck," I moaned. In front of me a camouflaged jock strap suddenly appeared. Jon gave a sudden thrust, and my head jerked downwards. He was wearing a pair of black paratrooper boots. Jon pulled out, and this time my head was yanked back. He had a thick, muscular body, and his chest was covered n light brown fur. I could see the colorful tattoos across his body. But mostly, I stared at the belt of ammo slung across his chest. "Ohhh fuuuuck," I moaned, as Jon continued to pound my hole. The stranger watched me for several seconds. "This the new boy Seth's been talking about?" he finally said. "Yeah," Jon said. "This is Kenta. Kenta, say hello to Sarge." "Hi, Sarge," I managed to say, before he grabbed my head in his hands, and pulled me in for a kiss. "You're gonna be so much fun," he said, finally releasing his grip on me. He turned back to Jon. "Fire in the hole?" he asked. "Not yet. You wanna do the honors?" "Sure." Jon slammed his cock back into me all the way. This time, though, he held it. "You're gonna go with Sarge. He's going to get you to the next level." I nodded. "You wanna get to the next level?" Sarge stared at me, smiled, and then reached down to adjust his jockstrap. It was already straining against his cock. "Yeah," I started. "The next level. But. Your load." "Don't worry. You're gonna get several of my loads. Just, just I like a hole that's been a bit more, how do you say?" He paused for a moment, then leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Used."

5. Skeleton's Bone "Please. Just give it to me." I was hungry, and I needed what Leo was offering. Normally, I was pretty horny. But tonight, my arousal was all-consuming. All I could think about was dick inside me. Leo's cock in my ass. Seth's cock in my mouth. Jon's cock in my mouth. Jon's cock in my ass. And all of them cumming in me. It was dirty and filthy, but I loved it. "Of course you're gonna get it," Leo said. He arched his back and pushed his dick deeper into my guts. I gasped, but took it. The alternative would be far more unbearable than this minor, temporary discomfort. Leo relaxed, and pulled me against his chest. His chest was hairy, sweaty, and hot; he felt like a real man. "I've got what you are craving," he whispered in my ear, and I also released my muscles. I slipped down an inch or two on his cock, before hitting the base. "It's all in me," I moaned. "All of it. In me." "Yeah," Leo said. "It is. It feels amazing. Inside you. Dripping in you." "Dripping in me," I moaned. "Bareback." "Yeah," Leo said. "Best way. High and raw." He kissed me again. "Let's do one more hit together, ok?" "Yeah," I said. "Big hit." "Yeah," Leo said. He smiled and nodded. It felt good to make him so happy. I wanted to please him, especially when it was so easy: I smoked some crystal, and let him fuck me. "Here," he said. He stuck the pipe in my mouth. I couldn't help but stare at the drawing on his hand. It was done in thick Sharpie pen, but it still was surprisingly detailed and realistic. A skeleton was giving me a glass pipe filled with crystal. The skeleton and I enacted the now familiar ritual. He held the torch, and I inhaled when the bowl began to smoke. It had already been hard to judge how big the hit was; this one was no different. When my lungs were full, he took the pipe, and started to inhale. Despite the crystal's impact on my brain, I stared in fascination as Leo did his hit. I watched his chest expand and grow, the black ink outlines of the ribs showing each puff in visual succession. At the end, we both exhaled. It had left us both a bit breathless and horned up. Leo pulled me close again. "I want to breed you boy. Got you knocked up." "Come on. Breed me," I moaned. "Breed my guts." "Hell yeah, Kenta," he said. "Fucking good hole. I want to enjoy this." He kissed me. It felt like it went on for hours, but yet, I didn't want it to stop. "As long as you want," I grunted. Another kiss, another slow fuck. His cock was taking its time as it explored my hole. He was measuring it out, sizing it up. Getting ready to make it totally his. "And as long as I need," he said. I could feel each vein and ridge of his cock as he slid his cock in and out of me. I wondered if every man was going to be this thorough and demanding. He kissed me again, and I nearly forgot about the cock pounding me. "As long as I need," he finally said. "Please. Give it to me," I said. I started to understand the bottoms in porn. I knew how they felt. How important every dick was. I understood their cock-craving, and it was exactly how I was feeling. "Yeah. You're feeling it," Leo said. "That's the crystal. Isn't it great?" "Fuck yeah," I moaned. Nothing had ever felt quite like this. I wanted to always feel like this, and I always wanted a hard cock like Leo's tool in my hole. "Please breed me." "All in good time," he said. "Kenta's gonna get it, I know." I loved that. He was going to cum in me. Best of all, it didn't matter. It was sleazy, but it wasn't unsafe or anything. It was perfect. "Please. Just breed me," I repeated. It was all I could think about. Leo's dick in me, and then Leo's cum in me. I wanted to think about something else. Something cleaner and safer. But I was feeling dirty and sleazy, and my situation only dragged me deeper. I was getting fucked by a handsome skeleton. There was a devil I would get fucked by as well. Far from being weird, the costumes made it seem all the dirtier. I wondered what I would get in exchange from the devil tonight, and exactly what I would have to give up. I would have done almost anything for more cock. But there was a party here tonight, and Seth had promised me all the cock I could handle. "Yeah. Love a fucking hungry hole like this. You're going to have so much fun tonight," Leo said. "Please. Cum in me," I grunted. I didn't want promises of future loads. I needed another load in me now. "One more for you first," Leo said. He put the pipe back in my mouth, and held the torch under it. I didn't care that I was smoking crystal. This felt so good that I didn't want to stop. "Big one," he said. "Just right for a little guy like you." He smiled at me, yet still held the torch under the bowl. He wanted me high, and I wanted to make him happy. I filled my lungs. Finally, he let the torch go out, and took the smoking bowl from me. He put it in his mouth, and inhaled. He looked so hot, as he sucked down another hit. We both held it for as long as we could, before exhaling. "Fucking nice," he said. "It feels amazing," I said. My head was spinning, my heart was pounding, and my ass was twitching. "Um," I started. "Yeah?" he asked. "Can I have another?" I said. It was overwhelming sensation, but it felt so good. Leo felt close and safe and his raw cock in my ass a signifier of how connected we were. I wanted to feel more of this. "Of course," he said. "It will be good for the both of us." He put the pipe back in my mouth, and heated it back up. I took one more giant hit, and then nodded. He took it and put the pipe in his mouth, doing another hit. We both held it for nearly a minute, his cock sliding in and out of me the entire time. Finally, he nodded at me, and I exhaled. I expected him to blow out as well, but instead, he pulled me down, and immediately blew his hit into me. I had no choice but to take it. We swapped the hit back and forth, making out the entire time. "Fucking hot hole," he said. The crystal was hitting me hard. I was barely coherent, and making inarticulate grunts and moans, as he fucked me. We kept on fucking; time was a difficult topic for me to follow. I wasn't sure if we had spent only a few minutes in the library, or if I had missed the entire party. I wasn't sure if I cared. Leo's cock was still rock hard, and he was dripping pre-cum into me. I had been wary of pre-cum in the past, but tonight, I loved how it lubricated my hole, making it easier for Leo's unprotected shaft to slide deep into my guts. I was never going to use a condom again. "You want my load?" Leo asked me again. I had been begging him for his load practically ever since he had first stuck his dick into me. I couldn't tell if this was just one more tease, but there was only one answer I could give him. "Please. Give it to me." "Hell yeah," he grunted. Over the course of the fuck, he had flipped me onto my back, and my legs were now up in the air. Even if I had wanted, it would have been hard to push him off. He pushed his dick deep into me, but this time, he didn't pull out. "Fuuuuck," he moaned. Deep in my guts, his cock swelled, and a thick glob of his cum shot into me. "FUUUUUUCK," he moaned, and another spurt landed in my guts. "FUUUCK MEEE," I grunted in reply. My ass was squeezing his dick as tight as I could, milking out every drop I could. "Breed me." "HELL YEAH," he replied. "Breeding you." Two more shots from his cock lubricated my hungry hole. "Deep." Another shot. His cock was now sliding in and out of me, each stroke spreading his thick cum further into my hole. I loved the feeling of his seed filling me up. I loved how accepting it was, letting him anoint me with his sperm. "Fucking breeding you." "Please," I repeated. "Just fuck me." He pushed in once more, then held it. His dick was now just slowly throbbing, the last few drops of his semen dribbling into me. "Give it all to me," I said. "You got it," Leo said, then pulled me closed. He kissed me. It felt good. As turned on as I was, I didn't want to cum myself. I reached down, but found my dick was still strangely soft. "Tina dick," Leo said. "I happens." "At least you've got plenty of bone," I said. I traced out one of the bones drawn across his shoulder and down his arm. "Yeah," Leo said. "But let's see about getting you a few more bones to play with," he continued. We slowly disconnected. He pulled his dick out slowly, making sure that not a drop of his seed dripped out. "I bet the party has gotten started." From his bag, he pulled out two envelopes, each bulging slightly. He left it on the large central table, before gently pushing me to the door. He didn't seem to care that he was naked, except for his sneakers. I was suddenly conscious of just how little I was wearing; a pair of boots, a jock strap, and a harness. "Those boots do great things for your ass," a voice in the hall said.

Part 5 Chris knew to hold his cock still inside Tyler so he could get used to it. They wrapped their arms around each other while they kissed passionately. Hunter could see the sweat beginning to coat their bodies. "Fuck this is so hot boys." Hunter was sitting down again but this time he was on the bed behind Chris. The boys didnt respond probably too into the new sensations of raw fucking. Hunter used one hand to stroke his cock and the other to begin stroking Chris's back. He would take it slow but he was pretty sure that he could cut a few steps that he normally took with other boys he had been with. He could feel Chris begin to rock back and forth slowly starting to fuck Tyler just as he had always wanted to. Tyler could feel Chris's cock head pressing deep into him and touching spots he never even could have imagined. Each time they were touched Tyler would feel like he was being shocked with pleasure. Like the spot was a button that activated tingling and set off another moan. Chris loved that he could do this to Tyler. He was hoping Tyler would enjoy being a bottom because whenever Chris fantasized about fucking he was always the top. He didnt think he could get any pleasure from having a cock in him but he wanted to give that pleasure to someone else. The tightness around his cock felt like he was being strangled. Like if he didnt start rocking back and forth he might get stuck inside Chris. Right now that wasnt sounding so bad. Chris pulled himself out of the kiss and the two boys stared into each others eyes again. "You feel so good and tight around my cock." Tyler smiled. He was hoping Chris was feeling as good as he was. "This feels amazing Chris. We should have done this before." Tyler was breathing hard and moaning and could barely get the words out but those words turned Chris on even more and he started fucking a little faster raising himself back up to his knees and picking up his rhythm. He watched Tyler respond by rolling his eyes into the back of his head. They groped each others bodies and Tylers hands found Chris's ass. With one hand on each cheek Tyler tried to pull Chris deeper. Chris caught on and after fucking with speed he would slow down and push as deep as he could into Tyler getting a loud moan and a look on his face like surprise each time. They were in their own world now but Chris began to feel a heat behind him and then Hunters arms wrapped around his chest. Hunters hands found Chris nipples and squeezed them and pressed his chest against the boys back. Chris moaned. He was feeling so many sensations at once. Hunter looked over Chris's shoulder down to Tyler who looked like he had entered another dimension of pleasure. "You feeling good boys?" He whispered into Chris's ear just loud enough for Tyler to hear. They both moaned "Yes." Hunter pressed himself harder against Chris moving to the new tops rhythm. His hard cock was pressed up against Chris's ass which was now being rubbed with the precum dripping out of the older mans huge poz cock. Hunter whispered again into Chris's ear but this time Tyler did not hear it. "You like when Im pressed against you like this boy? Touching you like this while you fuck that raw cock into your bottom?" Chris and Tyler hadnt done much dirty talk when they were together so this new experience just got him even more excited. For some reason hearing that word raw whispered into his ear right now made his cock jump inside Tyler. He just nodded. "I don't want you to cum just yet. See how long you can hold it so the load you blow in him is as big as you can make it." Chris knew what Hunter was talking about. Sometimes when he had the house to himself in high school he would spend the day edging and finally cumming massive loads the ropes of cum flying everywhere. He wanted to experience that same intense pleasure now as he fucked Tyler. And the feeling of this mans body against him only made it more intense. He could feel Hunters massive cock sliding against him and against his ass crack. He felt one of Hunters big hands pull away from Chriss nipple and moved down to his ass. A finger found his hole and circled it slowly and gently. Another new sensation. He didnt ever think of himself as a bottom but he bent back down to Tyler to make out with him again. He loved making out with this boy but he did it to give Hunter better access to his ass. He liked this feeling and Hunter was the one that was making this happen so if he wanted to play with Chriss ass, it would be ok. Hunter knew exactly what was happening. This was going to be even easier than he thought. Things just kept getting better for him. He grabbed the lube and coated his finger and turned his full attention to Chriss tight and almost hairless hole. He wanted the top first. The only thing better than fucking a virgin raw was fucking a virgin top raw. He circled the hole again and wet it with the lube. Slowly he began to push inside Chris. He could hear the moaning and could have sworn that he was pulling more of his cock out of Tyler in order to get more of Hunters finger inside him. He pulled his finger out and pulled open the drawer at the side table and grabbed the bag of T. This last step was all he needed now. Fuck going slow. These boys were ready now. He pulled out a shard and with the lubed finger pushed it inside of Chris. Chris went from feeling the pleasure of the mans finger to the burning sensation that he didnt know was coming. Chris pulled up from the kiss. "Aw that burns...What are you doing?" Hunter used his other hand to push him back down against Tyler. "Don't worry. It's ok. Youll feel fine in just a second." Hunter never pulled his finger out. As he spoke he again pulled his body up against Chris. Sure enough after a couple of minutes he could hear Chris moaning again and pushing back to get as much of this finger as he could. "Was I right?" Chris was so horny he didnt pull up from Tylers mouth just moaning a "Mmmhmm" and aggressively pushing down onto Hunters finger which just then found the spot it was looking for. Chris kneeled back up in surprise. "Ho....my....that's gonna make me cum." Hunter pulled his finger out. "Not just yet. Remember what I said? Build that huge load." Chris slowed his fucking down and pushed himself deep into Tyler before bending down to kiss him again to calm him from cumming so fast. Hunter could not have planned this better if he had tried. With Chris as still as he was going to be now was the time. Hunter crouched behind Chris and brought the head of his cock to the tops virgin boy hole. He brought one hand back to Chriss back to keep him pressed down on Tyler. And then he pushed. Chris had no idea this was coming. He felt the head of Hunters cock push past his hole before he realized it was a cock and not a mans finger there. He all but screamed into Tylers mouth but didnt move. Tyler pulled back and asked "whats wrong? did you just cum?" Hunter looked over Chris's shoulder and responded to Tyler. "Remember what I told you boys when Chris first pushed inside you?" Tyler looking straight into Hunters eyes nodded. "What did I tell you?" "Breathe in and out deep." "That's right boy. Look into Chriss eyes and tell him." Tyler didnt understand but he did as Hunter said. He pulled his hands up to Chriss face and said "Breathe in and out deep." Chris just nodded and started a deep inhale and a deep exhale. On Chriss third deep inhale Hunter pushed the rest of his cock into the boy stretching the boy deep and wide. Hunter loved nothing more than the sensation of pushing into a tight teen virgin for the first time. Chris's exhale came out as a loud moan followed by convulsions that Tyler had never seen before. Hunters cock hit Chriss spot and the boy just immediately started cumming rope after rope of cum inside of Tyler. Tyler knew he was being bred and he pulled Chris down to him as they began making out again. Chris had never cum like this before. It was the most intense he had ever experienced. He could feel that his cock was still spurting and he also felt the girth and length of Hunters full cock deep in him. What the two boys didnt know is that as Chris came his ass squeezed Hunters cock with each rope of cum that shot into Tyler and pushed Hunter over the edge. Hunter was shaking too but not as violently as Chris so the boy didnt notice as Hunter bred the boy deep. He did everything he could in his power not to scream in pleasure as he gave the boy his first poz load at the same time that the boy was shooting one of his last neg loads into his bottom. Hunter remained composed. He was a pro at this. He wanted to cum another load into Chris before he took a turn on Tyler. When Chris got his breathing back under control. He pulled himself up onto his arms and looked down at Tyler but spoke to both of them. "I guess I couldnt hold it long enough but I think it was a pretty big load. Maybe the biggest I ever shot. I couldnt control it once you pushed into me. Youre so big but it felt so good." Only at that moment did Tyler realize Hunter was inside Chris. "He fucked you while you were fucking me?" Tyler was shocked in a way that kept him hard. He had always fantasized about being watched but the prospect of watching made him hot now too. He hadnt cum yet but he knew he would blow a big load when he did. This news was getting him closer to the edge. Hunter answered him. "Not fucked. Fucking. You ready for me to start really fucking you boy?" Chris turned back to look at Hunter and said "Yeah but can we do it the way I did with Tyler?" Hunter smiled. "Of course."

Part 4 It was time. Tyer and Chris looked at each other and without a word they both knew. They were going to push things to another level they had never even talked about before. Tyler stole a quick glance at the tv and saw that the group scene had developed so that all of the guys stood around one who was on his back like Tyler was now. The boy was getting fucked and at the moment Tyler turned his attention to the movie one top was pulling out and another one was setting himself up to take his place. A close up shot showed a drop of the first mans cum dripping out of the boys hole. Tyler had seen something like this before but it never felt like an experience he wanted for himself. Until now. Chris noticed Tylers gaze was on the tv but didnt turn back to see what he was looking at. He wanted this and didnt want Tyler to stop them now. He took hold of his cock feeling like it had never been as hard as it was now. He was still up on his knees and scooted forward to get his cock right up to Tylers ass. "That's it. Youre gonna wanna take it slow but firm. If you dont push hard enough you wont get in. But if you push too hard it will be too much. Take your time boys. This is so hot.' Tyler turned from the tv and back to Hunter who was seated again in the chair fully naked and stroking his cock. He looked up at Chris who was focused on finding that tight hole. He could feel the wet head of Chriss cock pressing forward and sliding up and down his crack and then it nestled onto its target. "Shouldnt we use a condom?" Tyler asked Chris. Chris looked up at him as if he were being broken out of a trance. "Oh...yeah I guess," "You boys are virgins right?" This is where Hunter knew to be careful. The boys nodded. "I actually don't have condoms right now since I obviously didnt think things would get this far. But if youre virgins youre obviously both clean and you dont have to worry about anyone getting pregnant!" That lightened the mood and broke the tension that the fear of this moment created for the boys. They looked back at each other and Chris asked Tyler "Are you ok?" Tyler nodded and for the first time Hunter could see that these boys werent just exploring their sexuality with each other, they were falling for each other. They were promising to keep each other safe without having to say so. Hunter could not believe his luck. Corrupting virgins was one thing. Pozzing two virgins who were in love? He was in heaven. He stopped stroking because just that thought almost made him cum. Chris pushed his head against Tylers hole. They were staring into each others eyes. Tyler wasnt sure how to make this easier on either of them so he just tried to hold himself still and try to will Chris into him. Suddenly the pressure of the massive head became much stronger and then pain that he hadnt anticipated.It was only then that he realized he had never seen a video of a virgin getting fucked. Tyler gasped and Chris could see the pain in his face. "Sorry are you ok? Should I-" Hunter stopped him right there. "Just hold it. Don't pull out or push in anymore. Just hold it. Now both of you take a deep breath in and a deep breath out." He saw the chests of both boys rise and fall with his instructions. They never took their eyes off of each other. "Now Tyler I want you to keep doing that. Big breaths in and out, in and out. The pain is only temporary." Now it was time for Hunter to get a little closer. He grabbed the pipe and torch again and made his move to the bed. "How about we do a couple more hits. It will open both of you up." Hunter wasnt just talking about Tylers hole. He wanted them to explore all the fantasies they hadnt even told themselves yet. He put the pipe up to Chris first and fed him two hits. He brought the pipe carefully to Tylers mouth. "I dont want you to move too much. You want to get used to the cock inside you and if you pick yourself up you will pull yourself off it. Just be careful. How are you feeling. Ok?" Tyler nodded. It was clear that the pain was diminishing. Hunter looked at Chris."Now on the second hit, when you see him inhale, I want you to push yourself deeper and hold it ok?" Chris just nodded. He had never felt so good in his life but he was caught up in Tyler and wanted to make sure he wasnt in pain. Tyler took his first hit. It was small on account of his position. Before he gave Tyler the pipe for the second hit, Hunter said "Now hold this one and I want you to shotgun it to Chris ok?" Tyler nodded. When Hunter placed the pipe up to his mouth he began to inhale and suddenly he felt Chris push slowly into him. Tyler struggled to handle the sensation of being stretched out from the inside by this boys huge cock and at the same time take this hit. Hunter could see that struggle in Tylers face and kept the pipe to his mouth. "Thats it boy. Youre doing so good. This is going to feel amazing. Just keep inhaling. I want a big hit boy." Tyler did as he was told and did not stop the hit until Hunter finally pulled the pipe away. He held the hit in and just as he felt Chriss balls up against his ass hitting deep inside him he opened his mouth to moan out. Chris lay down on top of Tyler and covered his mouth with his own to take in the shotgun. They both moaned and Hunter thought he could hear Tyler say into Chriss mouth "Holy fuck that cock." There was a cloud of smoke building around them as their making out became wild and hungry. These Christian boys were going to be workshipping Hunter as their god in no time at all.

This is the account of a recent 2 and half hours at a sauna event; i fucked many, all raw, and gave three lucky fellas my load. Introduction My city's sauna has an Exhibitionist and Voyeur night, the first Thursday of every month. How is this different you may ask. You are provided a mini towel, basically a hand towel, not something you can wrap around to cover up; the lights are not so dimmed as usual, the dark rooms have lights going, all the private cabins have the doors looked open, so you cannot close them. I finished work after 7:30 and got there around 8, I striped straight away and go to the shower to rinse of the day. I do a quick lap of the wet and dry saunas, then upstairs to the play and private areas. I walk in to the darkroom, three guys are going at it on the fucking area, 6 others are watching and wanking. i continue on to walk through the maze, gloryhole areas and cabins. I walk past this faux gym area with a porno playing, an older chub watching the porno, wanking away, I walk over to have a look at the awesome BB scene being played out on screen, I start to get aroused the Chub likes what he sees and starts to jerk me off.. but I'm on the hunt for more, so thank him and move on. I do a few laps till I come across two guys kissing and jerking each other in the start of the maze. One is an early 30s something bear, the other is older with a nice frame and his arse looking too inviting. I walk up behind him and start caressing his back and rubbing my now hard cock in his crack.. he likes it and moves to give my cock better access to his hole. I am fully in his crack but haven't entered his arse, I start to dry hump him and kiss the back of his neck. The younger bears eyes meet mine as I was kissing the back of his neck as he was kissing him on the lips. Clearly not what he wanted; the bear leaves and the other guys grabs my arm and directs me to a niche in the maze where he wants me to fuck him against a wall. Other punters are walking past grabbing my arse while in am going in and out of this guy raw. I don't blow the position is awkward and I want to see the other talent before i give my load in the first 10 mins on being inside the joint. After a natural break in our fucking, I slap his arse thanks and do another lap of the maze. ....

I squeezed Bobby’s balls hard enjoying him squirming on my lap trying to retain composure as he chatted to his pal Ryan on the phone “aww c’mon dude, its great here”, he covered the mouthpiece on the phone “he says no cash”, I nodded whispering “we’ll pay, tell him you’ll put it on your credit card”. A few minutes later Bobby was grinning as Ryan readily agreed to be on the plane later that day, he hung up the phone and leaned in to kiss me “he’s coming daddy”, as me and the kid shared a nice long sloppy wet kiss Duke grunted jovially “oh he’ll be cumming chicky and paying for that flight with his arse, just like you!” Carlos is one of the guys that epitomises the stereotypical Spanish Daddy, big gut, hairy, very sweaty with a big bushy handlebar moustache, everything a Spanish daddy should be except he was born in London and had a cockney accent that 15 years living in Spain had not diminished. Carlos was swigging beer out of a bottle and had a cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth as I let him into the apartment; he smirked and grinned as Duke fed Bobby the pipe “just warming the kid up eh?” I laid it out there and then “I want the boys tits, ears and boycock pierced”, Carlos traced his finger up Bobby’s ab’s who shivered under his touch, Carlos chewed on his cigar “gold or silver?”, I looked at Bobby, taking in his deep tan, bright blue eyes and brassy blond hair “gold for sure”, Carlos got his bag “gold’s expensive bro”, I smirked and pushed the kid onto his back on the table, lifting his legs back to show his pink swollen cunt off to Carlos “only the best for my boy”, Carlos rubbed his impressive cock through his shorts “nice, I could pimp him easily?”, I laughed “no no Carlos this boy is mine for always” and picked up the kids phone showing him the picture of sweet little ginger Ryan “once Dukes done with him you can have that” Carlos looked at the picture as my boy slid off the table, got on his knees and undid Carlos’s shorts making the man gasp as my boy started sucking “pity he’s ginger I am over stocked with ginger at the mo”, Duke grabbed the phone off Carlos “well I like ginger and may keep him so lets see what else Ted’s boy has to offer!”, I grinned as my boy started to suck on Carlos’s log of a cock “you sure you don’t wanna sell this one?”, I rubbed my boys head “No he’s mine”. The sun glistened off my boys earrings in the early afternoon sun as he groaned and grunted as Carlos’s big slick cock reamed out his cunt, I pulled on the boys engorged newly pierced nips “your such a good boy making daddy proud”, the kid purred “thank you Daddy”, I kissed my boy toy on the forehead as his phone beeped, I picked it up winking at Duke “seems Ryan has just checked in”, Duke grinned as he slipped his cock into my boys mouth “good, I am eager to chem. and poz his lil white muscle butt!”.

That night Bobby sleep curled up with me spooning him, my arms wrapped protectively round him like a good Daddy should and when I woke up late the next morning I looked down to see his head resting on my chest and those pretty eyes gazing up at me, he grinned “morning”, I stroked his head “morning son you feeling ok?”, he purred at my touch “I’m good Daddy” and buried his face in my chest hair whispering “I want to thank you for what you did”, I smiled down at the boy “for what boy?” he looked up at me his face reddened “for chemming me, seeding me and making me your son, I wanted it you know”, I stroked his face “I know you wanted it and needed it son, you just needed me to bring it out of you”, he grinned up at me “Yes I did Daddy”. I laid on my beck rested up against pillows and inhaled on my cigarette, filthy habit I know but then I’m filthy, I growled as the kid climbed on top of me and slid his cunt down on my rock hard dick “good boy”, Bobby sighed as his cunt took the last few inches of my dick “thank you daddy”, as the boy bounced up and down he was feeling his tits making me ponder “ever thought about getting your tits pierced son?”, he groaned as flexed my cock “oh god no daddy”, I raised my hips to give his pussy as few good pumps “well we will get them pierced”, the lad pinched his nipples “fuck yes Daddy”. “well good morning” Duke grinned as he stepped into the room and climbed onto the bed behind Bobby, “you loving Daddy’s dick in your shute boy?”, the lad made a ‘mmm’ing’ noise as Duke pulled his head to the side and shoved his tongue in the boys mouth, Duke kissed the boy for a few minutes before getting off the bed “coffee?”, I grunted “yeah” as I pumped yet another load into Bobby’s cunt. I sipped my coffee scrolling through my new property’s phone as Bobby knelt on the floor sucking off Duke “I’m going to get the kids nips pierced”, Duke grinned holding the boys hair as he pumped the lads head up and down on his dick, “fuck nice, I can see if Carlos is in town?”, I blew out some smoke “sweet call him” as Duke picked up the phone winking at me “pay or trade?”, I looked at Bobby’s muscle butt bobbing as he sucked “trade”. I paused on a picture on Bobby’s phone and let out a whistle, “who is this boy?”, the kid pulled his mouth away from Dukes dick “that’s Ryan”, I grinned Ryan was a hot very short compact ginger haired muscle boy, “is he a faggot like you son?”, Bobby blushed and nodded, “good call him and tell him to fly over today”, the kid frowned “why?” I burst out laughing, my boy was jealous! “Not for me my little love, he’s for Duke!” the look of relief on Bobby’s face was a pure picture to behold. Duke pulled the boys mouth back onto his cock “your not calling anyone till I’ve spunked your mouth chicky”, the kid went back to sucking as Duke raised his eyebrows quizzically at me, I passed him the phone to Duke and his eyes almost popped out of his head as he grunted and shot his wad into the boys throat “me want!”