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Chapter 3. Over breakfast, I asked my boy if he was serious about taking two real raw cocks at once, lubed up with a bunch of fresh cum. He eagerly agreed that that would be a fun idea. The rest of the week, I’d use some cum from the fridge and double fuck him with my dick and that cummy dildo. He loved it, exclaiming how excited he was to try to the real thing. I prodded him to admit that he’d prefer to be filled fresh cum rather than feeling it cool from the fridge. Each time we finished fucking, we’d scoop as much cum as we could into the jar. Once, after filling him up and stretching him out, I had him squat over the jar and leak out fresh seed, warmed by his hole, into it. Watching his asshole drool cum made me so wet. My boy didn’t know that I’d started an account on S**** and was sharing pics of me stretching out and railing his cummy hole. I chatted with one guy, Sam, a few blocks away from my office. Sam’s stats only included ‘Needs Discussion,’ but we never got around to discussing it. That gave me a naughty sense of hope. We met at a coffee shop and exchanged pleasantries. He thought it was crazy that I was willing to meet up with and ask to suck a stranger’s cock just to get it into my boy. Within minutes, I was on my knees, blowing this stranger’s big cock in the men’s room, not knowing his status. I slobbered all over Sam’s dick, pulling off to beg for his load, promising him that I was going to get his cum in my boy’s hole, and get it ready for his big raw cock. The guy was totally into it. When Sam was about to cum, I took his load in my mouth, my cheeks bulging, and then spat it into the jar. That night, I lubed up my raw cock and my boy’s dildo with this stranger’s load and fucked it into my boy’s greedy hole. I repeated this with my new friend every lunchtime so that by Friday, when Sam was due to come over to our place, my boy had already unknowingly taken his load several times. I left the garage unlocked and texted Sam to head on in. I told my boy he had a big surprise in store and handed him a blindfold. He grinned and put it on. I led him to the garage and had him lean blindfolded against the washer, with his perky ass pushed out, ready to be used. Sam stepped out of the shadows and nodded at me, his big cock already out, semi-hard, and shiny with precum. My boy tensed when he realized someone else was there. All of the sudden it was real for him. This wasn’t a fantasy; a stranger I procured for him was about to raw fuck and breed him, and hopefully double-stuff him along with me. I had held off on asking Sam about his status, knowing it would turn my boy on to simply not know. I lubed up my boy’s hole with some cum from the jar. I told him how I’d been spending my afternoons, blowing Sam and saving his load. My boy groaned and wriggled his butt. Sam cleared his throat and put his big hands on my boy’s cheeks spreading them wide. I slipped my cummy fingers into his hole and told him that Sam’s seed was already swimming inside him. He just groaned and pushed back on my fingers. He loved knowing that he already took a load from a stranger. Seeing Sam’s raw cock slapping my boy’s hips made me realize how much thicker and longer he was than me. I lubed up my cock with cloudy cum and pushed right into his hole, sliding in balls deep. My boy clenched down, and I knew I’d need to pull out or I’d cum too soon. My boy begged Sam to fill him up, and Sam nodded at me as he took my place. He ran his big cock up and down my boy’s slippery crack and I drizzled more cum right where the head of his dick was pushing into my boy’s ass lips. Sam took his time, pushing a few inches inside, letting my boy get accustomed to his size and then pushing in more. Once balls deep, Sam leaned forward, his weight on my boy’s body, and growled into his ear, ‘You like that big raw cock in you, boy?’ ‘YES,’ he groaned. ‘You like having my cum inside you before we even met?’ ‘YES!’ ‘Not even knowing if you’ve been taking dirty cum?’ ‘YES!!’ ‘Taking a stranger’s cum? His POZ cum?’ ‘YES!!!’ Now what had been a fantasy was suddenly real for both of us. Knowing that I’d willingly fingered and fucked this guy’s seed into my boy’s unprotected hole made me cum immediately. Sam pulled his hips back so just the head was still inside my boy. I came on his cock and he railed it into my boy’s ass adding his own load, now known to be toxic. My boy’s legs were about to give out. I laid down on the garage floor and my boy sat on my dick, laying back onto me like a mattress. Sam got on his knees between our spread legs and slid his rock-hard cock into my boy’s sloppy pussy alongside my own. I couldn’t really thrust, so I just laid there, feeling the friction of my boy’s stretched-out hole and Sam’s raw POZ cock. We repeated our dirty talk and both Sam and I lost another load inside my boy. When we were finished with him, we carried my boy to the bed and admired our work. My boy’s hole was more wrecked than I’d ever seen it and it was sloshing with a frothy blend of POZ cum. Sam got a big gloop of it on his fingers and ordered me to get on my hands and knees next to my boy. He lapped at my hole and then smeared some of the cum into my ass. I saw Sam out and then went back to bed. My boy was curled up, with his whole hand up his own asshole. We’d stretched him out so much, and gotten him so wet, that his hand slipped easily inside to the wrist. He passed out, exhausted, with his ass leaking toxic seed out around his forearm, the blindfold still covering his eyes. I got my fingers wet with the goo frothing on my boy’s wrist and moved my hand to my own ass. I played with my own cummy hole as we drifted off to sleep, working Sam’s toxic cum into my own top pussy. To be continued...

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 ....

Part 2: As Sam slowly started rubbing his dripping cock along Rob’s hole, Michael took off his pants and asked rob if he wanted to fuck his hole and before Rob could respond Michael took Rob’s cock and placed it in his hole and pushback onto rob. Rob very quickly realized he was now in the middle of a sandwich. Rob with Michael’s tight hole and the long blow job he was receiving lasted only a couple of minutes before blasting a weeks worth of cum inside of Michael. At he was cumming, Sam was plowing Rob’s ass filling it with a hard cock for the first time and without Rob realizing it, his first toxic cock at that. Sam increased his pace as he wanted to be the first to breed Rob’s ass before Rob asked any questions. Michael peeled himself off Rob’s cock and licked it the cum off of his Rob’s softening cock. As Sam said he was going to cum, Michael stood up and started kissing rob pushing the cum from Rob’s cock back into his mouth. Once Sam finished cumming he pulled out of Rob’s ass and his pink tinge cock was quickly licked clean by Michael as well. Rob stumbled to the floor with Michael and Sam joining him. Rob was in a daze but Michael & Sam were grinning ear to ear. They realized not only did they have their next guy to convert to the brotherhood they realized they had someone who had the potential to be as dirty and piggy as them. Plus they had a mutual friend who was single looking for a partner and they realized Rob could be a great partner so the wheels began turning on how to set them up. Rob meanwhile realized what he had done and the first thought was to tell Sam and Michael that he was clean because he didn’t want them to worry. All Sam and Michael said we don’t worry about such things anymore and you shouldn’t either. Sam invited Rob over to their place for a pool party Saturday evening. Michael said it would be a great chance meet some other neighbors and they always have a great time. Sam told Rob these were very close friends like a “brotherhood” and he would fit right in with them. Rob started to make an excuse about why he couldn’t come over but Sam would have none of that and told him it would be an insult if he didn’t show up and all he needed to bring was his body and swim trunks. Too be continued

I just received my newest test results back, and I'm still negative

Sure. It is made by JimSupport--as is all my playroom equipment. The middle is adjustable--and it can flatten out to be a padded fuck table. I can also hang the bench, either way, in my sling frame.

It's late, but heading to bed with 3 loads in my ass. 🤘🏼🤘🏼🤘🏼

Important: english is not my native language, if some things are grammatically incorrect or inaccurate, don't be angry. Note: The first part is an introduction and introduction of the characters, therefore less sexual than the following parts. So really exciting and hot it gets from the next parts. Me - 39 years old, 183 cm tall, brown eyes, rather the lighter gypsy type (my grandma was a gypsy), dark hair and well endowed. Max - mid thirties, 186 cm tall, blue eyes, dark hair well endowed. Steve - like Max mid thirties, same height, bald and like the other two, equally well endowed. Last summer, through my best friend Max, I met Steven. After Max fell in love with Steven, it was clear to me, he, Steven is [banned word] for me. Steven is a small winemaker in the east of Austria, who now and then organizes events, he invited Max to a Viennese song evening with wine tasting. Max asked me if I would not like to accompany him to this event. Since I had time and also wanted to spend a comfortable weekend, I agreed. A few weeks later the time had come. Max and I drove with my car to the small village where Steven lived. After we arrived at our guesthouse, where we shared a room, we drove to the lake, which is in the village. There we spent some nice hours together and then left for lunch with Steven. Already in the course of the afternoon we drank a few glasses of wine (Spritzer) and were thus slightly drunk by the time the Viennese song evening and wine tasting began. Over the course of the evening, Max and I drank a few more spritzers, so we both ended up with 15 spritzers per person that day. After I always found Max attractive and he also found my best piece great, what had to happen happened after we were in our room: Brave by the intoxication, I meant, I will satisfy myself, since I have not done this for several days. At some point Max mean you are really doing this, I meant yes. After some time he said if I want I can fuck him too. As I said, I was drunk and thought Max was hot and we are both into sex without a rubber (we are both negatives, where his last test was 2018 and I am not currently taking prep). This I did not let myself be told twice and so I began to press myself against Max. From a previous experience with Max, I knew that for both of us, spit would suffice as a lubricant and so I began to fuck him. After some time, he was lying on his stomach, I felt how he pressed more and more on my cock and also seemed to have his fun. After I unfortunately drank too much, and by nature I always take a long time to come, I stopped fucking him and started to wank until I came. I squirted on his body and he just said: Hey, you squirted on me. After that we both fell asleep. The next day we both spent then partly again at the lake, partly with Steven. My plan would have been to drive back to Vienna in the afternoon and let the two of them, Max and Steve, have time for themselves. Steve, however, thwarted my plans by paying for more and more alcoholic beverages and providing us with spritzes, respectively. At some point in the afternoon I said, ok I'll stay in the village and spend Sunday there. In the evening we drove to the neighboring village, where we drank at 1 o'clock in the morning still coffee with double Crapa, schnapps etc.. How Max and I got back to the boarding house, I have no memory of. What I do remember, however, was Max's sudden announcement, saying: And you raped me yesterday. I went to bed and drove to Vienna the next morning. On the way to Vienna I received a message from Max thanking me for the great weekend. I wrote back that I thought it was great too, only the words from the previous evening were too harsh and I am still close to tears. End part 1 Preview part 2 - if there is interest: Debate with Max, Steven tries to seduce me and what is Steven's secret?

I went to the Cumunion sex party this past Wednesday night at the sex club. First I went to my favorite bar for a few drinks and stuffed a pretty big ass anchor up my hole to make it gape. I also put a quick connect ad on BBRT saying I was offering my slut ass up at Cumunion for all cocks and loads. After downing 4 vodka cranberry's I was ready to head to the sex club and get fucked, hopefully by multiple guys. I arrived around 8:30pm and the back parking lot was already full so I parked across the street in the extra lot. While in the car I pulled out my ass anchor and shot some lube up into my gaping cunt. Then I made sure I had my poppers and a small bottle of lube which I stuffed in my socks. I was wearing a pink mesh crop top, jock, tights and a short leather jacket. I paid my admission and headed up to the third floor to strip down to my jock and crop top and put my tights and leather jacket in a locker. I took a couple hits of poppers and headed to the darkroom. As soon as I entered some guy pushed me over the bench and shoved his cock up my well lubed cunt. He didn't take long to shoot his hot load deep up my cunt. After he pulled out I turned around to suck him clean loving the taste of my ass on his cock! Six other guys then took turns fucking and filling my cunt with more loads. I hadn't been there a half hour and seven guys had already fucked and bred my slut ass. I needed a break so I headed to the restroom to take a piss. I then headed down to the first floor darkroom to offer my ass up there. I felt my way around until I could find a spot to bend over and spread my ass open. I felt a guy fingering my cummy hole and then he just thrust his big cock balls deep in my ass. He was pumping away while I took another hit of poppers and he said he was shooting his load as I spread my ass cheeks further apart and milked his cock. Then another three guys fucked and pounded my ass shooting their loads in my cum filled cunt. By now my ass was pumped full carrying 11 anonymous loads but I hadn't checked out the second floor yet. There was a bench around the corner where there were a group of guys watching this bottom get fucked by this hung black dude. There was space next to him so I bent over hoping this guy would fuck both of us, Needless to say he did and he pounded away on my ass and actually pumped two loads in me and totally wrecked my sloppy cunt! So it was a great night for me and my ass and I can't wait for next month's Cumunion party. (However, I'll be back at the sex club tonight and usually go every Wednesday and Saturday nights to get fucked and filled!)

Going for the whole year too.

I would. I did, and have the mind-frame for it! Knowing my man is ON-THE-JOB< breeding other guys! Came THIS close to getting into it being a real (long-term) but then broke it off... But for that, indulge me with... STORY-TIME: Actually the very first guy who seriously started 'dating me' when I was a virtual teenager still, barely a year out of the closet, in Los Angeles was a guy I met as 'Bruce' who told me he was IN PORN. He rode a motorcycle and physically, although he was all 'butch' and manly had a smaller frame than me. I never saw the porn he was in back then as for some reason back then it didn't even interest me. I was just impressed and intimidated by guys I met as HIS EX, guys I saw him in nude ads with, and the hot fuckers coming to his house... I actually never knew, or remembered what his porn name was until years later. He was MARK PERRY and was in FALCON porn. Not sure how many he did as the only one I ever saw was UPPERCLASSMEN. He played the big-dicked teacher in it and wore one of those 1970's style moustaches. We played around a whole summer in the early 1980s and he wrote me glowing love-letters and tried to have me be 'his man' and 'move back to San Antonio Texas' with him. He had already quit his job as manager of STUDIO ONE and even introduced me to the (alleged) owner, who was even more legendary with his huge cock than Bruce was... In hindsight, the owner of the club looked me over like 'chicken-ready-to-eat' as back then I had a hard time convincing the bouncers that my ID was NOT FAKE... "Yeah right! You are like 16? 17?" Bruce said: "Oh he (the club owner) wanted you and bust you wide open with that horse-cock of his; break you in and WRECK YOU like he does ALL THE BOYS that come through the office door. You are probably the only one who got away... because you were with me! lol" He relished the idea! Bruce introduced me to a lot of things that were new: HUGE COCKS, poppers, accepting cocks bareback, and even 'promiscuity' as an acceptable lifestyle choice... naked guys suddenly sharing the bed with us.. Problem was: I was like a kid in the candy-store, living with a straight friend on the seedy side of Beverly Hills, West Hollywood and the clubs, boys everywhere. Many of the more masculine ones 'dismissed' me as a twink, but in hindsight I'd say they were just as intimidated by me as I was by them... but Bruce broke the ice for me. Took me everywhere on his motorbike and treated me like a dude, not a 'dumb twink'. But I wasn't about to leave LA as I just started UCLA and even met mainstream producers... one whom I'd be fucking on the regular and do research for on one of his NBC mini-series... that man is married to a big female movie/TV star (to me) and several years later dismissed me as "You are becoming predictable! Too LA!" A lot of 'could have', 'should have', 'would have'! The problem with this potential union was, well generational... it could have worked if I was content to be some 'war bride' in Texas. Might have been fun. But he had DONE IT ALL, fucked every hot guy and was ready to 'settle down'... with a twink husband. One who was coming out, just had his cherry busted by Bruce, who took cock like a champ thanks to the introduction to poppers... and for that summer, an inner whore was coming out of me... I've tried to contact Bruce but his last name is too common and chances are... well you know... but at least he passed on his TRAMP SEED and his propensity for promiscuity! At least I want to think so. One seasoned porn-champ passing on the baton to an aspiring slut. In HINDSIGHT it was hot to think that EVERYBODY in the gay scene he introduced me to KNEW that I took that big porn-cock on the regular, took that man's seed with pride and his DNA and cocky confidence worked itself into my system as I strutted into the clubs with him... "Oh he is obviously FUCKING HIM good! Taking him back to Texas!" Well I stayed behind in West Hollywood Whoreville, but I'm proud to have been ONE, possibly his favorite boy-slut aka BF-to-be in his sizable stable of man-fillies he broke in, seeded and studded. ALL of them bareback... not one ever asking for a rubber in the pre-condom days.

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.

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.

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!

I have been locked for 6 weeks as of today. My goal is to stay an entire year.

1/15 and I'm at 17 loads

I really hate asking this question, because TIM is really the only porn studio I could watch. Back when I was still somewhat in denial, it was TIM that made me realize I was fooling myself. I seen regular guys, all types, letting their inner pig out in “real,” attainable situations. It’s almost like I was a fly on the wall. What they were doing, I felt like I could do (and have done). Guys like Dawson and Fyrfli were the typical “model” type, but were hot just by their pure filth. I feel in the last year or two, the whole vibe has changed. Most of the guys have the same muscle model look, guys are fucking and pulling out (some not cumming at all) and it just has an overall generic feel to it. When it’s not the muscle guys, it’s two identical twinks deciding who is going to top. I mean I love Ray Dalton, but he’s a pig. Even the dialog damn near sounds like a straight porn with a bunch of moaning. Where is the guy that looks like my neighbor, mechanic or hot college professor? Where’s the hot dialog? Feltching, the piginess? Maybe I’ve been desensitized? sorry, rant over...

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.

I have to agree that Treasure Island has gone downhill. It used to be my primary source for porn and I own quite a few movies. But over the last few years they've gone for quantity instead of quality. It's obvious they only want to try to push as many titles as they can to try to make a buck and the work has suffered. A lot of the scenes drag on way too long, usually with some drugged-up messes, one out of it bottom and a zombie eyed top with a cock rink that could strangle an elephant. The whole scene ends up being a a chopped up, re-glued mess of clips that nowhere resembles what you'd expect to see in real life. I think a lot of the regular guys we used to see won't work for same low pay they're paying the drugged up messes and that's why we don't see them anymore. A lot of the regulars are just working to support a drug habit so they'll take whatever they can get. It's really sad, Treasure Island used to be my all time favorite studio and had the best, most relatable porn and made hard every time. Now I don't even bother waste my time visiting their website and I haven't bought a title or scene from them in over three years.

1981virginia is undoubtedly one of the best writers of porn anywhere.

I am 20 years in and it still feels like yesterday. Staying healthy is the key. I have no regrets. As a total bottom it is almost expected.

My man took a shower when I told him I have two stud muffins coming over for a double-breeding session. Dammit, I wanted him to join, or at least SEE ME being a super-whore! Vulgar and verbal in action! Too bad because he takes forever in the shower but he also told me later that he is terribly intimidated by my 'hot tricks'. I figured that much and played into it when my extramarital fuck action racket started and the dudes had NO FILTER and loud voices would carry! I knew he was probably barricading himself in the adjoining bath-room, almost frightened of my shameless S&M side and him inevitably being auditory witness to a vile, and violent man-holing session... and this time I willfully catered to his ears, hell I can do better than virtually ALL PORN we play during sex... "How come you always get the hot ones?" he said later. 'What? What you talking about?' Frankly speaking, I'm impressed by his man-fishing skills and I felt I had been slipping the last few weeks, not having a grip on my apps. But this morning, sleeping in long, I was on Facebook, This while just idiots on the gay apps were hitting me up. Worthless leads, amateurs and pictureless putzes! But, the first prospective trick actual TEXT-messages are coming in. Then the first GOOD ONE: a recent fun trick, total verbal bareback. What makes barebacking even more fun (besides anon hook-ups) are the OUT-AND-PROUD barebackers, a cocky breed! Like the one texting, who is in an openly-promiscuous, threeway TRIAD relationship and we are even friends on Facebook. Once you know a few on Facebook you know how to cross-reference others, who is 'friends-with-whom' and you can quickly figure out who the 'PLAYERS' are in town... Long and short, the Facebook dudes know when you are awake and prowling, not even bothering with BBRT or A4A barely even checking SCRUFF and GRINDR. There they are on FB messenger or straight to regular text messages because WE GOT THAT FAR. So that dude this morning (from prior hook-up and successful and highly erotic deep-breeding) texted me, probing what 'my program' was for the day. As it was ambiguous, work or pleasure, I swiftly pitched that I'm expecting to eventually get bred by a sexy country boy (well sexy, lean Missouri farmer really, another repeat trick) But my FB texter has been wanting to catch me when I have been 'bred and loaded' so he could eat my ass and anon jizz out of me like some kinda bb-oyster... Well dude wants to know if my Missouri farmer buddy (the other trick) has come over yet and NUTTED IN ME! He wants to fuck that pre-seeded hole... well can't speed that up now can I? Now stick with me, hope I haven't lost you yet: Next thing I know, bb-oyster eater boy's BF (the number 3 sidekick in the triad,) is now all hot and bothered and wants in on it. So both came over over and do a power-fuck session, slut-calling, spitting and 'KNOCK HIM UP' (CHILLS) and one of the loudest nutting-while-pounding-really-deep fucks I have had in ages. So two huge loads in during Covid and we are waiting for the sexy (very lean and tan) farmer. The dude defies all clichés of 'what they typically look like. He looks more like a 30-something, maybe 40-something Atlanta sex-athlete, complete with sexy buzz-cut and earrings and full-body tan... yeah, I want that now... but my man gets first dibs. He just told me I'm a selfish PIG, while he laughed and wondered if THOSE TWO would breed him too one day?! TWO IN and ONE MORE cuming up for this whore!

Russel T. Davies is back on form with a five-part series called It's a Sin, about four young men who share an apartment in London in the 80s as HIV is beginning to spread. It is genuinely touching. Thought-provoking. Tear-worthy. I can only imagine the heartache and pain felt by those who made it through at having lost so many friends and lovers. It's worth a watch.

Just picturing some guy who survived the plague and has inherited the deed to a long closed bathhouse beginning to prep a classic gay orgy space and cleaning out a couple decade of cobwebs. a long vacant basement beneath a bunch of upscale coffee shops that paid the taxes to keep the bathhouse ownership going. might be a story there.

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."

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. ... _____

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...

Chapter Seventeen I woke up in the spare bedroom, Jack curled up behind me. For a moment my mind was lost, wondering how we got here when the last thing I remembered was my dad fucking me on my bed. It took a few seconds for me to realize that all of that was in my mind. But it had seemed so real...so fucking hot. I was getting hard from just remembering it...what was wrong with me? I got up and took a shower, I was not surprised to find I was covered in dry cum. I washed myself completely, my cock reacting as I cleaned my hole out. I looked down at the dildo I had used last time I was here to fuck myself but I was kinda sore already so dried off and wandered off to find some food. Mr. Blackthorn was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking some coffee. “Morning,” he said with a wide smile, “How did you sleep?” “Good,” I said opening the fridge. I grabbed some orange juice, and poured a glass, “Little sore but good.” “Well that's what you get for being a bad boy,” he said raising an eyebrow. I chuckled and sat down next to him, “So...was that weird?” “Sex? Sex is never weird for me.” “No, I meant the dad thing.” “Not for me, why? You weirded out?” I didn't say anything at first, “I mean it's my dad...” He put his coffee down, “Do you love your dad?” “Of course.” “And if your dad attractive?” “I mean...I don't..” “If he wasn't your dad would you find him attractive?” I thought about it and nodded. “And do you wish your dad showed you more affection?” I nodded slowly. “So you have a a guy you find attractive, that you have feelings for and that you want to show you affection? How can you not be turned on by it?” When he said it like that it made sense. “But, I mean it's still wrong,” I said. “Is it?” he asked back, “Why?” “Um...cause you...I mean incest is...” “Incest is a [banned word] but it's mostly one because of pregnancies that come from incest. So the [banned word] came from the fact that family shouldn't indulge in it because of the dangers, but let me ask you Everett, what is the medical danger is you having sex with your father?” I did not have an answer. “Anyways, to answer your question, no it was not weird at all,” and he went back to drinking his coffee. Now I was more confused that ever. Jack dropped me off at home so I could change for school, I was walking out the door when I heard my dad's voice scream from the garage, “Ev is that you?” “Yeah!” I called back. “Come in here.” I walked into the garage and he was standing there in a torn wife beater and a pair of oil spattered jeans. He was a beast of a man, a gorilla's chest with fucking biceps the size of cantaloupes, he was a Marine for years before I was born and he looked every inch of it. He still kept his hair cut short and was clean shaven mostly, though he did have a mean 5 o'clock shadow by the end of the day. From a glance we didn't look like we were related, he was wide and stocky where I was tall and lean, but there was one thing we shared that was easily recognizable. We both had monster cocks. I was 11 when he sat me down and explained that I wasn't like other kids. I had just gotten sent home from junior high with a note from my little league coach, a note I thought for sure said I was off the team. I gave it to my mom who read it and then covered her mouth quickly. She said I would have to wait for dad to get home, which I did, sure I was going to get yelled at for being bad at baseball. Instead he came in and explained that I was going to need some special equipment the other kids didn't. I began to cry thinking it was because I was bad at the game and he assured me it wasn't that. “Look bud, you have to understand that Palmer boys, we're special. See, when God was making us he decided to give us a little extra downstairs.” I looked at him confused, not sure what we had downstairs that would be extra? I mean we had a living room and a kitchen and a... “I'm talking about your dick,” he said, seeing my confusion. That word didn't mean much to me at 11. “Your pee-pee, your wiener?” Oh!” I said knowing that word, “Really?” He nodded, “We're going to get you what's called a jock strap and you need to wear it under your jeans ok? It's like extra underwear?” “For big pee-pees?” He laughed and nodded, “Exactly for that.” And I'd worn one ever since, but ever since that day I would peek glances at my dad's basket and let me tell you, he wasn't lying. Palmer boys are blessed. “What's up dad?” “You break up with that girl?” How in the world would he know that? “Um yeah, wasn't working out, why?” He shook his head, “She came by looking for you, crying and all that. Look son, you know I don't like telling you how to live your life but you mind some advice?” I nodded. “You have to be careful about who you screw, once they get a taste they don't give up easily.” I must have blushed because he chuckled, “I'm not speaking out my ass. Look bud, when I was your age the girls I fucked would follow me around town like a hungry dog for months after. It's the price we pay for having what we have, people get attached fast to it.” “Um, yes sir.” I said, not even believing we were having this conversation. “It's better this way anyways, that girl was just gonna end up getting pregnant and then you'd be forced to marry her and trust me boy, you don't want that.” “Was it like that with mom?” I asked, scared of the answer. “What? No! I wasn't talking about her, I was talking in general. Look, when you find the right girl then you'll know and fuck her silly. Knock her up, have a dozen kids and all that but before that, make sure you're careful because we are not only blessed in inches but in fertility. Your grandfather used to say we could get a girl pregnant with a stern look.” Imagine my grandpa saying that made me bust up, “So how am I your only kid?” I asked. He paused and then gave me a look, “I found safer holes to fill.” I just stared at him confused. He just smiled, “How's Jack been?” “Um....fine...I mean why?” He gave me a wink, “No reason, you're gonna be late for school.” I stumbled out of the garage, not sure what I just heard. I got in my car and hauled ass to school. “He said what?” Jack asked at lunch. “I swear to god man, I think he knows about us.” Jack looked around to see if anyone could overhear us, “How?” I shrugged, “He said Cheryl came by and then said I dodged a bullet.” He sat there and thought about it for a long while, “You think your dad fooled around with guys in Marines?” The thought of my dad at my age with guys...my cock began to get hard instantly. I leaned over, “Dude if I am going to make it through practice I need to cum now.” He looked over at me with a wide smile, “I didn't hear the magic word.” I leaned close and whispered, “Please sir, please fuck my jock cunt.” He got up and grabbed me by my jacket, “Let's go.” He led me to the locker room and kicked on the coach's door. Billy opened it, wondering who was making all the noise, “Jack?” “He's got an itch that needs scratching, like now.” I looked at Jack shocked, what the hell was he saying? Billy looked to me and then back to him, “Really?” Jack looked at me, “What do you need?” I was too shocked to answer. Jack slapped my face, “I said answer bitch.” “I need to get fucked,” I answered automatically, before I could even think about it. Billy looked around to make sure no one else was in the locker room, “Bring him in here.” Jack pushed me into the office and I heard the coach lock it behind us. “Strip,” Jack ordered as he pulled his own shirt over his head. I kicked my shoes off as I saw Jack and the coach begin to undress. I licked my lips as I saw Billy's dick through his boxer briefs. As he slid them down I saw he was uncut and felt my mouth water. Jack nudged him, “Hey look coach, someone looks hungry.” Coach peeled back his foreskin, showing the angry red head of his cock, “You hungry Ev? You want a snack?” All I did was moan as I hit my knees and took the hard cock into my hand. The extra skin made jerking him off super easy, I was fascinated by it. I licked the tip tentatively, it had a muskier taste than the other cocks I'd sucked, I twirled my tongue around it, trying to catch every particle of flavor I could. “God damn,” Billy said, his hands pushing me down on his cock, “When did he become so well trained?” “Been training him,” Jack said from behind me, “Show the good man how well trained you are, spread your fucking legs.” Like the good cunt I was I spread my legs as I kept choking on coach's thick cock. I felt some lotion go up my hole accompanied by two if Jack's fingers. Another moan escaped my throat as I felt Jack begin to tickle the inside of my guts, my head start to fuzz as my sex drive kicked in. “Fuck Jack, you know how long I've wanted a piece of this stud.” Jack kept jabbing his fingers into me, “I know, you told me the first time I fucked you.” Jack fucked the coach? Holy shit. “Yeah but I didn't think you could pull it off.” I heard Jack chuckle. “Are you kidding, he's the best dog you could want. Watch.” Jack came around and stood in front of me, pulling Coach's cock out of my mouth. “Sit up.” I got on my knees and held my hands in front of me, looking at the two hard cocks teasing me. “Beg.” “Please fuck me, please Jack...please your boy needs to be fucked so bad...” I whined. “Roll over.” I laid back and spread my long legs out, showing both men my hungry pussy. “Holy fuck,” the coach said, marveling at the site of his top jock begging to be fucked. “Get in there man,” Jack said nudging the older man forward, “Fuck him.” The coach needed no further coaxing, he knelt down and I felt the thick head of his cock push into my hole, “Coach!” I cried out as the man's dick smashed into my gaping hole. He didn't take it slow at all, he shoved his entire length in at once, I cried out as I felt the walls of my ass scream in protest from the abuse while my cock wept precum all the same. “Oh fuck yeah,” he said bearing down on me “You know how long I've wanted this fucking hole Palmer?” His cock was hurting me in the most fucking awesome way, I was clenching my teeth trying not to scream as he pulled his entire length out and slammed it into me again. “Fucking with that body, those abs...fucking walking around in your fucking jockstrap...” He was seriously fucking me now, my head thrashed back and forth as I felt the pain start to morph into carnal lust. “And this cock...” he said taking my monster in his hand “Who the fuck gave you this cock?” he said as he started to stroke me. “My daddy!” I cried out, feeling the coach bottom out into me, his pubes slapping against my ass, “I have my daddy's cock!” “Jesus...” he panted, fucking me harder and harder, my legs over his shoulders now. “Fuck me coach, faster...please...” I begged, feeling my entire self start to sink into the depths of my fucking sex. I stopped caring if someone could hear us, if someone would walk in...I just wanted...I needed to be fucked...hard...I needed to be used... He let go of my cock and really started to shove it into me. He spread my legs like the fucking bitch I was, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him unto me, forcing as much of that uncut cock into me as he could give. “Hold still,” Jack said behind him and the coach stopped fucking me for a moment. I whined in protest as I heard the coach gasp, “Jack...wait....” Jack slammed into the coach, causing the man to slam into me as he began to get fucked himself. The coach moaned as Jack began to ravage his ass as he pistoned in and out of my tight, jock cunt. Jack looked brutal as the coach winced with every push, “Fucking both my cunts, aren't I coach?” he asked, his mouth next to coach's ear, “Fucking both my jock pussies.” “Fuck Jack...slow down... the man complained but his cock was still raging hard in me as Jack fucked both of us through sheer force of will. I saw the coach's head fly back as Jack bottomed out into him, Jack's mouth clamping to his neck, marking his bitch as he fucked him. “Jack no!” the coach cried out, “No marks...my girlfriend..” “Fuck your girlfriend,” Jack declared, pushing him down on top of me. I could hear him grunt every time Jack thrust into him, causing the coach;s cock to fuck me in rhythm. “You're my fucking bitch Randy, aren't you? Aren't you Randy?” The coach's head was laying on my chest as he got fucked but he nodded, “I'm your bitch Jack...” “Fuck yeah you are, both of my girls...getting pregnant at the same time.” I felt myself getting close from feeling coach's thick cock in me and Jacks smack talk. “I'm close Jack...” I said form the bottom of the pile. “You wanna come cunt?” he asked. “Please Jack, let your boy cum...please....” Jack looked down at me, his face fucking glowing from the sweet and the power he held over both of us, “Come for me bitch, come for your man.” I closed my eyes and felt my cock start to pulse. Coach;s cock hit deep in me three more ties and I felt myself start to cum. The coach moaned as my cunt tightened around his cock as I unloaded, what felt like gallons of cum over both of our chest and abs. “Jack...fuck Jack...” the coach cried out before he started cumming in me. His cock enlarged as he shot his babies in my cunt, I groaned in delight as I felt myself get filled with his spunk. Jack pulled out of the coach and ordered us both to look at him. We both got to our knees and faced his cock as he stroked himself off and shot load after load over our faces. Our mouths open trying to catch any drop of his cum we could. “Fucking eat my load you fucking pussies...” he cried as he sprayed us with hot, thick cum. Once he was done I sat there, panting from the sex, feeling as debased and fulfilled as I did every other time Jack used me like this. Jack knelt down and ruffled the coach's hair, “You be a good girl, and someone day I might let him fuck you.” The coach's eyes got wide as he looked down at my softening cock, still bigger than his hard cock. I saw him lick his lips and knew, everything my dad had said about our cocks were true, they were dangerous.

Part 1 Mr. Magoo was my neighbor in the block apartment where I live. Magoo was a nickname because he really look like the old man cartoon: pretty short (5 ft), bald, round nose and myopic. I guess he was in his mid-seventy. He had a cock to die for, but his blowjobs were outstanding. I can witness for them. It was well-known that every day, right after lunch, he would walk down to the bathhouse and come back in the early morning next day. Anyone trying to reach him had better chance to find him there instead at his place. Once the landlord told me he was wondering why the old guy still kept an apartment. At the bathhouse, Mr. Magoo would appear as an old troll lurking fresh meat in the dark corridors. Like I said, Mr. Magoo gave me unforgettable blowjobs and even if I was tempted for him to fuck me with his magnificent steel-hard cock (it gives me hope to see that, at this age, a man can still have a solid erection!), I always resist: he was poz. Me, well, I am 23, completing a degree at the local university in Montreal and still looking for prince charming. Don’t get me wrong, I am no virgin (lost it when I was… well… lets say way younger but this is another story), but I ain’t no slut either. I always play safe, don’t get fuck or fuck often. The most adventurous sex I had would be qualified as vanilla sex. I’d chicken out every time it might be “dangerous”. So, bathhouse was definitely out of the list for me. In fact, I never been in one. Grindr was just a fantasy, I wouldn’t never agrees to meet anyone I didn’t know. You can picture me. With covid confinement restrictions and school courses remotely, I almost never got out of the apartment like everyone else. So I thought. Except, Mr. Magoo would still go out and returning as usual as if nothing happened. One morning, horny as shit and web porn not providing any relief, I heard the old man coming back from his night. I thought why not? The man gives a mean blowjob and it is kind of a thrill for me to have sex with older men, even if Magoo looks like he could be my grandad. “Hey Max” “Hi, everything’s alright?” “Oh yeah, just back from the bathhouse”, he said smiling. He was squinting his eyes like he was trying to locate me in the corridor. “I still have a warm load deep in my ass from the front desk punk. The one with purple hair” he told me like I would know who the guy was. I started laughing. Mr. Magoo was more depraved that I would ever be. “Wait! What? Aren’t they supposed to be close?” “Yeah, they are…” “But how…” “The front door sign says they are closed, but the back door is unlocked… so…” “Lot of guys?” “Yeah, it’s business as usual. Monday, it was packed, though. You want to come with me tonight?” “Euh… no… I mean… you know… I don’t go there…” “A shame. You would get a lot of action. You horny now?” “Kind of…” “Come with me, I’ll suck you dry.” It was the first time I got in his apartment. It was almost empty beside a dirty mattress on the floor that look as old as Magoo, a chair and a small round table. The carpet had various dark stains and a strong and very unpleasant smell assailed my nose, like a stench of rancid piss. If I didn’t know better, I would have said that Magoo was squatting the place. The door wasn’t even closed that Magoo pulled my shorts down, drop to his knees and engulf my semi-hard cock, pulling out his tongue and lick underneath my balls. He was like starved-animal, sucking me like he would run out of time and die before he finished me. Well, he did reach the finish line! I had to pull him off my cock as it becomes hypersensitive after I cum. In the few minutes of his cocksucking race, he found the time to unzip his pants, jerked (his awesome cock, did I mention it?) and sprayed his load on my Vans shoes. The look on his face (surely mine as well) showed a satisfied man. “Gawd…! I needed that. Thanks!” As I pulled back my shorts. “It was delicious as always. Your welcome…” then his face expressed hesitation, “I… Max… I need your help with something…" What do you want me to do? The man just got me off, definitely lives alone, who else can he asked? I might not be the most outcoming guy, but I was not a selfish prick. And the man has been always nice to me, never refusing to dive on my cock without having to reciprocate. "Would you help me?” So without thinking about what he needed help, I just answered “Yes, sure”. I got back to my apartment, still trying to figure out how could have said yes to help Mr. Magoo? I should have told him “no, I can’t”, “please find someone else”. Instead, I saw an old devious man grinning at me like a 14-year-old teenager can do, his eyes twinkling with irrepressible mischief. “It’s simple. I need you to come with me at the bathhouse tonight”

Thought you guys might be interested in this news San Francisco lifts ban on bathhouses I realize that the ban was kind of half hearted in recent years but this to me is a sign of a huge shift in the way sexual public health policy has changed since HIV became treatable. Also, I can’t wait to see some entrepreneur try to take advantage of this and create something unique for a new bathhouse. Although these days the costs are probably prohibitive

I absolutely agree. Glad this one is multi-chaptered. Such a wonderfully nasty filty mind. Just my kind of guy.

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That's awesome. Bathhouse culture then has always seemed so different, more communal and less wham bam. I don't yearn for that era for obvious reasons but it would be great if that returned. Some of the regular parties I was going to before covid had that same kind of camaraderie those pictures and some of the stories I've read captured. With try ads maybe that can come back.

Friends of friends knew but I don't think I was ever that slut lol But certainly from age 9 on, one guy i'd hook up with would tell at least one of his friends, and that would get me another cock to suck. some of my dad's friends also knew, so they were eager to suck or get sucked guys with like minds usually find each other

There was a lad who developed way ahead of everyone else, he had facial hair and a deep voice while the rest of us were still smooth and high pitched. There was a day at school that I saw him in town after we had both bunked off school separately. We chatted and after a while, ended back at his house, his parents were at work. Unsure how it happened but he got his Dads porn out and we were watching it and he just pulled his cock out and started jerking off. I was mesmerised. His cock was so much bigger than mine and I got hard instantly. I think instinctively, I moved over to him, sat between his legs, removed his hand from his cock and replaced it with my mouth. After he came, he zipped up and I went on my merry way. I must have been good because I ended up sucking him off almost every single day we were at school (no exaggeration). He was the most masculine guy in our year, nobody would suspect. I loved it. I can still remember the taste and smell of his fat dick. Good times 😌

Taken Over 30 loads at a sex club in Atlanta. And in between fucks I had a dude find used condoms in the trash cans and empty the loads up my ass.

I'm amazed at the number of guys who have NEVER had a gum job. I encourage everyone to try one asap😉 I gotta say- sucking dick without any teeth is like the best thing ever. Had I known, I would have gotten dentures in my 20's. 😮

Part 6 I was still in the room, the Viagra was now in full-effect, and the thumping next room had reached a crescendo announcing the inevitable conclusion of a breeding. Two fingers had found their way up my pussy, mixing the cum and my spit into a bubbly cream. My mind reverted to Mickey’s cum. “No time” “But it’s running down my legs…” Mickey turned around and leaned over me, kissing me, sliding his tongue deep in my mouth. My hard on from all the excitement stuck between us. “Let it run, Max…” Mickey said, “no one will mind.” “You took your time” Magoo said, pointing at me as we reach the top of the stairs. The corridor leading to the sling was crowded. We had to fray our passage amongst the multitude of hands groping our nipples, balls, cocks and asses, a stroke on my cock here and there, someone even try to push a finger in me! A second sling was mounted, and opposite a table similar to a massage table but narrower was installed. In the first sling, Mickey’s friend was getting spit-roasted by two chunky biker-like guys in leather jockstraps. Mickey was already hopping in the second sling, next to his friend. Magoo kneeled down and started fluffing me for a minute or two. Someone put his hand on my lower back, pushing me forward. “Max, it’s time to fuck.” I nodded. As I positioned myself between his legs, Mickey was smiling back at me. “Fair trade” he mouthed me. “Fair…” I pushed my cock the first two inches “…trade” sinking the rest until I felt his balls in my pubes. I stroke his cock 5-6 times; me, fully-embedded in Mickey’s warm hole, then I grabbed both chains of the sling, slided my cock two-third out, then pulling on sling with force as I pushed my hard cock back in his ass where it belonged. A tall guy with a grey goatee nestled his cock in my crack, humping it up and down and started playing with my nipples. Wired to them or not, my cock was hard by all the sensation of this interaction. Magoo was on my side, his hand caressing my stomach. If anyone would have counted, it took me 312 thrusts from start to finish, spewing my pent-up load in Mickey’s ass. Woof! It was my first full fuck in 312 days since March 13 when I was forced to stay home due to covid! Yeah, I jerked off a lot and got few nuts down Mr. Magoo’s throat, but it all got eclipsed from this public fuck. I came back to earth realizing that a closer crowd was cheering up at my “exploit”. One of them was the front desk, the one with purple hair. He was holding a digital camera and filming. Unbeknownst to me, the camera was retransmitting the scene through the Wi-Fi to all the bathhouse screens for all to see… As I started looking back and forth between Magoo to Mickey, the latter senses something was wrong and probe me to tell him what was going on. I got nervous and I could feel Mr. Magoo closer to me as ever. I start stuttering. “Uhh… I… well… I… really… how can I say…” “Spit it out Max, for god’s sake”, cut Magoo. “I’m sorry… I… I… lied…” I finally said. “What do you mean, you lied? asked a concerned Mickey, trying vainly to get out of the sling only to have more hands keeping him in. “Come on…!” Magoo encouraged. “I’m poz…” It was one of these strangest awkward times when everyone talks to each other loudly and then abruptly stop exactly at the moment you whisper your most intimate and darkest secret to another one. It only lasted a second, then the crowd cheered up as if I just made a winning touch-down at the super bowl! “I’m-poz-I-am-sorry-you-were-so-hot-I-wasn’t-able-to…” I spoke so fast I am sure Mickey didn’t understand anything. “Blah… blah… blah…” Magoo intervened, pushing me out of the way and slamming home his cock. “Urrggh…” exclaimed Mickey, surprised and shocked. “No… not you…” “Pffft! Like a poz cock or another would make a difference! You took your first poz cock like a pro. Did you felt any difference? No. Now you have my cock in you, beside the fact that I am quite bigger than Max here, do you feel any difference? No. Period. End of discussion. Now we are going to make sure you get poz once and for all. As for you, Max, don’t venture too far. With this delirious crowd, who knows what can happen to you.” So, I stuck around, full of remorse, close to Magoo, rocking with him, with the sling. Another pair of guys were at work on Mickey’s friend. One of them was an all-wrinkled thin man - a skeleton by all means with a lot of lesions - was fucking him slowly. “HIV last stage” murmured the front desk guy who had found his way next to me, nudging his big dong on my thigh. I looked back at Mickey. I felt like something was at odd. For a short moment, I almost saw a smirk on Mickey’s face.

Part 5 I woke up in the room (how did I get here again?!) to a thump, thump rhythm coming from the other side wall. Someone was getting fuck because as I pay more attention, I discerned a muffled voice: thump… Uhn! thump… Uhn! thump… Ahh! Uhn! thump… Uhn! thump… Ow! Almost hypnotizing. Some other voices were encouraging/appreciating with “yeah, take it man”, “fuck him” or simply “hot”. I had a beginning of a headache. My hand went to my hole. No plug. Sore and sticky. Cum must have leaked, maybe lube leftover. As I circle a finger at my hole, I noticed one of Magoo’s shoe on the floor with a piece of paper sticking out it. My index was now deep in my hole, reluctantly I pulled it out and suck it clean. I was still uncomfortable of having a guy shoot his load up my ass, but it was Mickey’s clean load and he was negative too, at Magoo’s damn. I dive my finger back a few times to collect the cum and savor it. As I lick the cum remnant off my finger, I realized how much I liked it. For some reason, it wasn’t the same as when I eat my own cum. Finger cleaned; I extended my arm to grab the paper. In the dimmed-light room, it was hard to read: “After you wake up, swallow the Viagra. Grab the lube and the popper and join me back at the theater space. Don’t shower, don’t piss… and don’t eat all that cum out of your ass, you whore. I dropped your towel at the front desk. Pick up a clean one.” It was signed “Grandpa”… I read the paper a second time, how did he knew I was going to “eat the cum from my ass”? I look back at the shoe, indeed the two bottles were there. The blue pill had found his way inside the dirty shoe, as I tilt it up, another pill rolled down, small and pink. A children aspirin! Yeah, that would help. I popped both pills and lay back down remembering the last few hours. Everything went exactly like Magoo told me: Mickey fucked me bareback, twice as a matter of fact; I fucked him back, lied about being poz, and Magoo and his friends stepped in right after. I don’t think we will ever see Mr. Magoo smiling like this. Unspeakable. After sucking on Magoo’s cockhead for a while as he recounted some of his past encounters. After he left, I went to the showers, situated between the small pool and the dry sauna. Mickey was there alone. He nodded at me, but didn’t say any of his usual derogatory remark. “You alone?”, he asked. “No, not really. I came with a friend” I responded. “The short old man?” “Yes” “He fucks you? “Oh god no! He is poz…” “He could fuck you with a rubber” I replied nonchalantly. “I wouldn’t take the risk. Anyway, he only fucks bareback.” “Huh? Still surprising he can get it up”, he said laughing at the idea. “Yeah, and he has a nice one too. He gives awesome blowjob.” “Urrggh… old trolls sucking…” “A mouth is a mouth, and like I said… awesome…” “I’ll take your word for it.” “You had some fun?” “Nah, just fuck my friend earlier in the sling.” “Oh yeah, it was hot seeing you fuck.” “Really, you thought I was hot?” “Yeah your hot” I replied seeing an opening to put Magoo’s plan in motion “Hmmm… hot enough to put out for me?” “Well… I don’t get fuck… not often… but with you…” “Your hot too and I don’t know what I would give to have a go at your hole…” “Your ass” I said. I can’t believe how easy he was making my task! “What?” “You said you didn’t know what you would give and I said your ass. I let you fuck me, and in return, you let me fuck you. Fair trade.” “I don’t know. I know you but… I’m neg and I am like you, I want to stay that way.” “We are both neg and we both want to fuck each other, so why not?” Here I was, at Magoo’s request, pimping my own ass to satisfy the old man urges. And using the same deceiving tactic Mickey and his friend used on others. Mr. Magoo was a devious stealther. “Okay, lets go in the dry sauna. No ones in, and I don’t want pry eyes.” Here I was on my back in the dry sauna, fucked by Mickey. A royal fuck. Mickey pounded me hard, more than I expected. Who could believe that such slender body can fiercely fuck like a beast? “Fuck off!” Mickey yelled every time someone venture in. Sweat was rolling from Mickey’s stomach directly down to my hole, providing incessant lube. The sloshy sounds added to our moans and grunts were worthy of a class B porn movie. “I’m coming…” Mickey said, still pumping without missing a beat. Suddenly, the sauna door open again. “Fuck… “ SLAP “Shut your mouth, arrogant prick” Mr. Magoo had slap Mickey who had stop mid-stroke. Now, looking at me “You little whore. You won’t let me fuck you, but you let him, HIM! fuck you?!!!” said Magoo in angry tone. “But you are poz and he is not” I replied meekly. “At least, you could have let me watch! I don’t have much pleasure at my age but for sure I would have enjoyed it, even more that your prima donna ass doesn’t get fuck often.” “I’m sorry” I said. “Hey, with his tight little ass, I can go another round for you” stated Mickey to the old man, acting proud to have something the old man can’t get. “Can you?” “Yeah. I mean… he is so hot I might even go for a third time.” “Awesome”, exclaimed Magoo. “Bring your sorry ass to the sling. Time to put a show!” With that, Magoo was out leaving a bewildered Mickey still comfortably lodged in my overflowing ass.

mmm worker cocks are really nice aren't they 😉

Got to raw fuck a fellow party goer last night😃 He was friend of friend, ended up in spare bedroom. He waited until his buddy left him alone before he got slutty, and I took full advantage. Used some spit as lube and slid in rough, fucked him for like 4 minutes, and nutted hard. He grunted and seemed uncomfortable, but I didn't care much. I didn't even give him a reach around. Lol We were back down at party before anyone missed us. Hoping he enjoys my Halloween gift the rest of his life.

Chapter Eight Jack fucked me until I passed out again. When I woke up it was day and I was in the bed alone. First thing I did was race to the bathroom and try to force my dick down to piss. It felt like a gallon came out before it even slowed. When I was done I was still hard, not a new thing for me at all. There was a shower and I was obviously ripe so I climbed in to hose myself off. I was sore all over, it felt like I had hit it way too hard at the gym and every muscle I had was paying for it now. My dick would not go down so it decided for me to toss one off before the day started. I lathered it up and began to stroke, my mind wandering to the way Cheryl looked riding my cock in her bedroom. I stroked and stroked, imaging every position I could with her but nothing. If anything I was getting soft. Shit, now I was horny and my dick was on strike. “Fuck it,” I said looking around for some shampoo or something. There was a caddy in the back and along with various bottles, a clear rubber dick was just sitting there like that was normal. It was huge, I mean not me huge but fucking big. I pulled it out to laugh at it and saw there was a suction cup on the end of it. Not sure why it needed one but I stroked my dick, trying to compare the lengths. For some reason holding the fake dick was turning me on, which was weird. My ass kept relaxing, like opening and closing and my dick was really responding. “Oh come on,” I muttered as I realized what the suction cup was for. No, no way. I was not doing this. Whatever happened last night was last fucking night and I refuse to keep doing it. Jack and Mr. Blackthorn got me drunk and that was that. No way I am doing that gay shit again... My dick was sticking straight up as flashes of last night played out in my mind. “NO.” I said gritting my teeth, but my dick was not budging. I put the dick down and started to stroke again, every single naked woman I could image flashing through my mind, but not one reaction from my cock. I started stroking faster but nothing, god I was so fucking horny, I needed to cum. But my dick was playing games. I moved one hand behind me and slipped a soapy finger inside of me, just to see if it did anything. My dick pulsed in my hand, and I slid two fingers in. “Shit, shit...” I panted as I fingerfucked myself. My cock was loving this and I felt my own ass back into my fingers. It was turning me on, but not enough. I couldn't get my fingers deep enough to get me off, though I was trying my hardest. I stopped to catch my breath, and looked down at the dick. My mouth actually watered as I looked at it. “God fucking damnit!” I swore, grabbing the plastic dick and slamming the end to the far wall. It hung there, bobbing on the wall, waiting for me. “Just one time,” I said to myself, “Just get myself off and then it's over.” I lathered up my ass and then covered the plastic dick as well, and backed myself up against it. I had to spread my own cheeks to get it access, it took a couple of stabs before I was able to get the thick head to my hole. Once wedged in I pushed back, my ring expanding around the girth, a loud gasp escaping my mouth as it popped inside of me. “Oh god...”I moaned as I pushed it farther and farther into me. Once my ass was against the wall I pulled off of it, the whole length of it sliding out of my tight ass, causing my eyes to roll back into my head. Before the head could pop out I pushed back hard, and the whole length penetrated me, flashes of light danced in front of my eyes. The shower wasn't that big and I was pretty tall so I was able to plant my hands on one side of the shower while my ass backed up onto the other. I started to rock onto the plastic cock, relishing the way my ass felt as it plunged in and out of me as I moved. God this felt fucking incredible, as the familiar fog of my libido descended on me I realized I wished it was bigger. Not caring anymore I began to slam myself back onto the cock as hard as I could. I wanted it deeper...no I needed it deeper. My ass was hungry and I needed more in me. “Not an ass...” a voice trailed through my mind. No one was here, no would could hear me... “Fuck my pussy,” I panted as I reared back, “Yeah, shove it in my jock pussy...fill me...breed me daddy...” Just the word daddy made my cock jerk and I realized I was close to cumming already. “Fuck your boy, please daddy fuck your jock bitch...” My words were pushing me over the edge and the sound of my ass slapping against the wall as my tight pussy swallowed the whole length of the cock was loud as shit. “Harder, fuck me harder daddy...please...fuck your jock...” Images of Jack and Blackthorn raced through my head, my imagination pretending it was one of them behind me. I was really going at it now, my ass was aching for this dick, my pussy was hungry...so hungry. The images moved from guys on the team fucking me and then just random guys I'd seen in the hall. My teachers...my friends...strangers...all their cocks...in me...filling me... My cock exploded on it's own, I hadn't even touched it and it was firing off loads of cum like it was my first wet dream. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...” I chanted as my jock pussy clenched down on the dick again and again and again. Finally I just stood there, plastic dick in my ass, cum dripping off my abs down into the drain. I slowly pulled myself off the dick and I swear, my ass felt an ache as it left. I stood up and rinsed myself off, my dick still half swollen even after all that. What the fuck was wrong with me? I felt guilty and ashamed but also, so, so fucking turned on. I got out and dried off, my clothes were on a chair waiting for me. I got dressed, grabbed my keys and raced downstairs. I didn't know if someone was there or not, I just ran to my car and took off. I needed to get home, needed to clear my head. Needed to get this shit out of my brain. I got home and my dad was at work and my mom must have been shopping. I took another shower, this time without fucking myself, and changed my clothes. I felt a thousand times better, more like myself. What happened yesterday was like a dream, not real. Like it had happened to someone else. That wasn't me, that was just...insanity. I checked the time and saw I could still make my afternoon classes and practice if I booked. I grabbed my stuff and headed back to school, sure that whatever all that was it was over. I walked into the lunchroom and grabbed some food and sat down with the guys, “What's up? I asked. “Hey man, how's it hanging?” one of them asked. “Little to the left but I manage.” We all laughed and I felt my last doubts fade, yeah that was all behind me now. “Hey you,” Jack whispered in my ear, “How's my pussy?” My ass opened automatically and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. I pulled away, “Get off man!” Jack laughed, “Jeez dude chill, what's up your ass?” He sat down, like nothing had happened, like he hadn't talked me into all that. “I ain't talking to you,” I said standing up, leaving my food on the table. I began to walk away and he came up behind me, “What in the fuck is your problem?” I turned to look at him and whispered. “You know what my fucking problem is!” He pushed me out of the lunchroom and into the boy's bathroom, “What are you trying to do? Get caught?” “Fuck off Jack!” “Why are you so pissed?” “You know what you did!” He cocked his head and grinned, “You mean fuck you?” I looked around and shushed him, “Yeah, that was not cool!” “You liked it!” he said laughing, “You were begging for it!” “I was drunk!” I hissed. “Oh really? Off one glass of wine?” “Whatever, you know I was fucked up.” He came off the wall and walked towards me, “I know a lot of things Ev.” I took a step back and felt the wall against my back. “I know you rode my cock like a fucking whore all night,” his hand was over my growing dick, “I know you were backing up on Blackthorn's cock like it had the cure to cancer,” he was now tracing the outline of my head through my jeans, “And I know you busted a nut every time my cock was in you.” His other hand popped the top button of his jeans and he opened them up. “Every. Time.” He pulled his cock out of his underwear and held it in his hand, “You aren't drunk now, are you?” I couldn't stop staring at his dick, I just shook my head. “You know you want to.” “I-I don't...” I said, transfixed by it. He brought his hand up to my mouth and he said, “You're drooling again.” I looked up at him and our eyes locked. He smiled at me and put a hand on my shoulder, and pushed down. I was almost five inches taller than Jack and a fuck load stronger, but as he pushed down, my knees buckled and I went knelt down in front of his cock. “Lick it,” he commanded. I looked up, silently pleading with him not to make me do this. “Lick it you pussy...” The name made something inside me move and my tongue darted out and licked his head. “More.” Like I was controlled I started to suck Jack's cock, each lick turning me on more and more. I licked around his shaft and he guided my head with his hands. “Yeah, come on big guy, show me how bad you want this.” I moaned around his cock, because I did want this. I hated it and wanted to scream, but I wanted his cock so bad. I worked his cock the best I could, miking every drop of precum out of him. He pulled back and his dick slapped up against his shirt, leaving a wet spot from my spit. “Get in a stall.” I shook my head no but he guided me in like I was fucking cattle. “Lower your jeans.” I unbuttoned my pants and lowered them to my knees. “I see you found a jock,” he said with a smile. I nodded, not sure what I was supposed to do. He turned me around and kicked my legs out wider. I balanced myself against the stall door as he pulled my cheeks apart and started eating out my hole. The tip of his tongue trace the outside of my hole and it fluttered open by itself. I bit my bottom lip as he entered me, his warm tongue sending shock waves of sex throughout my body. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry out, but I forced myself not to. Instead I took one hand and pushed his face deeper into my ass as I pushed back. God it was just his tongue but I was already losing it. What the fuck was wrong with me? Here I was in a public bathroom getting eaten out by my best friend and I loved it. He worked over my hole for nearly a minute, my cock sticking out the side of my jock, a single drop of precum falling from it's tip. When he pulled off my ass I gasped and looked behind me in panic, I wanted more. He smiled and said, “Sit.” My common sense said not to, to just jerk off and forget it. But his cock was just hovering there, so thick...so fucking warm... I slowly moved over to his lap and lowered myself down onto his cock. He guided the tip into my hole and I let out an audible moan, which caused his other hand to cover my mouth. “Shut up bitch, you wanna get caught?” I didn't care, the moment his tip touched my hole I pushed down, my ass begging for his cock like a baby wanting candy. Within seconds I was bottomed out on him, the burn in my ass was a small price to pay for what his cock was doing to me. He let go of my mouth and grabbed my hips, raising me slightly and then lowering me. Just an inch at a time his cock began to fuck me, and before too long I was doing it myself. I was riding his cock without his help at all. “Yeah, come on bitch,” he said quietly, “Ride my cock...show me what your pussy wants.” My bottom lip was numb I was biting it so hard. The only sound in the bathroom was my ass hitting his thighs as I bounced up and down on his hard cock. “What are you doing Ev?” he asked. “Fucking my pussy...” I chanted as I went up and down, “Fucking my jock pussy...” “Yeah you are...you like that don't you?” he said thrusting up as I came down. “Jack...fuck me...fuck me...” “Good...” he said and then pushed me off his dick, “Straddle me this way.” I jumped back on his cock, now I was staring him in the face. He just smiled at me as I slammed my ass down on his cock for all my might. He brought his hands up to my head and pulled me in for a kiss. At first I hesitated but he thrust up again and in the moan he was able to slip his tongue into my mouth and I started responding. We were making out hard as he fucked me, I was starting to sweat again and my cock was weeping precum like crazy. He stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes, “So you like this?” I nodded. “You want more of this?” I nodded again. His hands went around my throat and squeezed, “Then never fucking talk back to me again bitch,” I gasped as he cut off my air, “You will do as I say without question, you hear me?” I tried to pull his hands off but they were latched on there. “Do you hear me?” I nodded, feeling my lungs start to burn. “You're my jock pussy now, you can call yourself straight or bi or whatever you want, but when I tell you to do something you do it.” Spots began to form in my eyes as he thrust into my harder and harder. “You get that? You belong to me now Everett, you get that?” I nodded weakly, realizing I was about to cum and pass out, “Whose pussy is this?” he asked with one final thrust into my tight ass. He let go of my throat and my cock exploded between us. “Your pussy, your pussy Jack...” I gasped as my own cum hit my face again, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry...” I whined as I leaned in and started kissing him. “It's your pussy Jack, always yours...” I kissed and licked his face as my dick emptied itself one spurt at a time. His dick expanded and I could feel his hot cum paint the inside of my ass. “You're mine Ev...” he said pulling me into a kiss, “You're mine.” I kissed him back, knowing he was absolutely right.

Over the last few years I have had a few tops pull it off; not something I understood as I never talk about condoms I let the top decide. If they want to wear one and I want them to fuck me its all good. The only time I have taken it off a guy was with my current bf; he has always been 100% safe. We were set up on a date and really liked each other and I was happy with us playing safe. Just before lockdown started I received a clear test. Long story short we were enjoying a sensual session of him slowly using me on the sofa with me on my back; I dont know what made me do it but i reached down and started peeling it off. He gave me an intense look then slowly pulled out until it was off; he then slipped back in. He slowly fucked me until he filled me for the first time; now he loves the freedom bb gives us as a couple.

I went off PrEP 3 years ago and chasing for Poz loads. I know some have been Poz not on meds but did not convert. I take all loads and have caught syphilis and gonorrhea. Someone said for me to take blood slam but I’m kind of old fashion and want it from a Poz dick.

I think you're exactly right @BlackDude. I'm drawn to quietly confident and relaxed men, they are themselves and don't need to put up a front. Arrogant men are, by and large, performing because they don't feel secure and confident in themselves. I'll take the quiet, dark-horse Dom or Top that everyone underestimates but who always manages to slip his cock into my mind before he ever gets it inside my cunt. I think that men are often hot *because* they are cool, relaxed, and confident.

I find arrogance a complete turn off.

Been thinking about this topic specifically and in general. First of all, i want you lol. i love men in general, but some have things about them that just make my legs spread (actually and figurativly) and present for them to penetrate me. i wonder, in general, if some married guys hook with other guys because of the lack of sex at home, or the lack of type of sex? Guys are different, not just physically. When was the last time any of us heard another guy say: "not tonight, i have a headache?" One of the things i was thinking about M/F marriage is how often there's this power exchange going on when it comes to sex. i know it's not universal, but it seems in so many marriages, sex is a negotiation and the woman often uses it as a reward or gift. my former wife used to believe she was doing me a solid by getting me a steak and presenting herself for my birthday. Hard to imagine the reverse scenario: "honey, i got you a box of chocolates and my cock for your birthday." lol. i know all women arent like this, but it seems a pretty common cultural attitude that men want sex more than their wives and that somehow their wives are doing them a favor to have sex. Men are different, Top or bottom, Dom or sub, or something in the vast middle, it's hard to find a man who doesn't want sex. Okay, they may think they're to hot for 'you' and can do better, but they still wanna fuck. For me, one of the things i love about sex with a Man is we both want it. It's not like either of us is doing the other a favor, we both have lust for each other. It can take on a myriad of forms, One guy needs to seed, the other may need to be bred. One Guy wants to piss on or in a guy, another can't wait to get it, but the lust is pretty mutual. i've never had a guy expect a piece of jewelry or a new couch because He fucked me. We both seem pretty grateful.

Is there any scale of severity? Is it handled with say a dropdown box or is it at the whim of the admin / mod? I picked up 7 points, a 3 day ban and a 10 day restriction from posting for posting in the wrong area, which seemed very harsh for a first time offence (at least I dont recall ever picking up points previously). And while I accept what I did was silly, it was done with no malice or intent and although not a regular poster, I've tried to be a well-behaved one over the years. By the time I could ask about it privately, I'd served the bans so kind of pointless by then, doing anything other than sucking it up, hence my suggestion why it would be useful to be able to at least PM the admin or mod who issued the ban.

Is that done already? Because I still see mine from 2012 and 2013. on my profile....

I love seeing a bottom filled with multiple collected loads and fucked. Frozen loads used as lube, fuck yeah!