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Chapter 5 - The Hook Up Brian had never shivered like this before. Sure, growing up in a skinny kid in New England, he was used to feeling cold in the winter. But it wasn’t the cold making his teeth chatter as he drove his crappy old Grand Cherokee down a perfectly normal suburban side street at 1am. He was nervous. Probably excited too, but mostly nervous. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to get fucked, especially by Adam, the hot older poz guy he met in a chat room. But nonetheless, he brought his Jeep to a stop outside the address Adam had sent, took a deep breath, and opened the door. He hesitated a bit as he moved to get out of the car. He could literally feel his body shaking. “I don’t know if I should do this” ran through his head on repeat. He knew he wanted to, but he had always been a straight-laced kid who never got in to trouble. This, this was trouble. He wasn’t used to being in this situation. But tonight, he was horny out of his mind and still a little bit depressed by his bad day, so he slid out the drivers seat, locked the car, and walked up to the front door. He rang the doorbell and his heart stopped. He felt like he wanted to run away, but he didn’t. Soon enough, the door opened to a smiling Adam, grinning ear to ear as he took in this tight little twink standing on his front porch. “Hi Brian” he said cheerfully. Brian froze for a second, and his voice cracked a bit as he replied “Hi, Adam?”. Adam laughed and said “yeah, that’s me, ready to come inside?”. Without saying anything else, Brian walked through the treshold in to Adam’s living room. There was nothing abnormal about Adam’s house. It was just about the most typical suburban living room and kitchen he’d seen in a while, everything was neat and tidy, nothing out of place. All the lights were on, the TV was muted but he could see it was tuned to Colbert, and there was a bottle of Absolut adorning the kitchen island along with two glasses. Brian didn’t know where to go. Was he supposed to sit down or wait to be instructed? Adam closed the door and could tell how nervous Brian was, and it made the scene even more exciting for him. Adam had had men over plenty of times, and even a few younger guys, but never anyone like Brian. He’d never had a virgin, a high schooler, or anyone so slim and sexy before. He was a leg guy, and he marveled at Brian’s calfs as he walked past, not so skinny they could be mistaken for table legs, but rather thin and defined, showing his muscles working with every step. The back of his shirt pierced by shoulder blades as he stood upright in a way that either muscle or fat wouldn’t have allowed. His brown hair flipping out over his ears. His cross country-built ass nicely filling out his shorts, just big enough to stop him from being mistaken for a lamp post. Adam knew he was still at risk of scaring Brian away, so he decided to get right to making the young twink feel sexy and comfortable. He walked up behing him and placed his hands on Brian’s upper arms, giving him a little squeeze, leaning his body in close but not touching, and whispering in his ear “You are beautiful”. With that Brian’s cock jumped and his heart fluttered. He was being touched by a gay man and told he was beautiful, and it made him feel amazing. He lifted his right hand up and placed it on Adam’s, still grasping his bicep, and turned his head to the side and replied “I’m so ready for this”. Adam took Brian’s hand and brought him over to the couch, pulling him down with him as he fell into sitting position. He put his knee up on the couch and turned to look at the young man next to him “Thanks for coming Brian, I wasn’t sure you would.” “I wasn’t sure I would either. I still can’t believe I’m here. God, I’m sorry, I must seem like a…” “Stop it, you’re nervous, that’s okay, but you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t want this.” With that, he leaned in and put his hands on either side of Brian’s face, his thumbs stroking Brian’s thin cheeks, and pulled him in to a kiss. Brian was stunned still. This was his first kiss, and it was a 52 year old man, not a teenage girl. He closed his eyes and instinctively kissed back. He wasn’t sure he was doing it right, but Adam wasn’t correcting him, and soon enough the two of them were making out passionately on the couch. Adam pulled back and looked into Brian’seyes with a look that was saying unmistakably “how’d you like that?” Brian said quietly “that was amazing”. “Are you ready?”, Adam replied, and Brian shook his head as his eyes widened and a smile started to finally make it’s way across his face, his nerves quickly being turned into excitement and lust. Adam swooped one arm under Brian’s upper legs and put the other around his back and scooped him up off the couch. This wasn’t hard, as Adam probably had 80 pounds on him, and way more muscle. Brian’s eyes remained wide open but he didn’t say a word as Adam carried him out of the living room, down the hall, and into his bedroom. He sat Brian down on the side of bed and bent down at the knees, beginning to feel the boy up. He raised one hand, sliding it under Brian’s shirt and felt his soft, smooth stomach and chest, and with the other wrapped his hand around Brian’s calf, feeling his strong legs and working his way up under his shorts. He could only find a rare trace of fat on this boy, and while his muscles were small, they were hard and noticeable. Adam’s cock quickly swelled in his pants as he was getting turned on by Brian’s youth and still growing body, not to mention his innocence. Adam stood up as Brian reclined back on the bed, arms up, enjoying being felt all over. He felt like he was being worshipped; nobody had ever touched him like this before. Adam took his shirt and started pulling up, and Brian put his arms up and allowed himself to be undressed. With his shirt off, Adam got a good look at Brian’s thin pale white body and let out an instinctual “mmm”, which made Brian smile. Next, Adam unbuckled Brian’s belt and undid the clasp of his shorts. As he started pulling down the zipper, he could make out the outline of the teenager’s cock swelling underneath, and he couldn’t wait to see it for himself. He curled his fingers under the waistband of Brian’s shorts and boxers and pulled them down, releasing Brian’s swelling 7.5in cock, just as he had promised. It was still getting hard, but Adam could see it growing before him. Brian shuttered noticeably as Adam picked up his cock from where it had come to rest on his upper leg and held it in his hand for a moment, giving it the slightest jerk. Brian had never felt anyone touch his cock before, and it was blowing his mind. He was sure the rest of the night was going to be fucking amazing. Without warning, Adam’s mouth was on Brian’s cock. Brian threw his head back and moaned as his dick experienced it’s first blowjob. The sucking didn’t last for too long, as Adam was restless to get to the main event, but he had succeeded in calming Brian down and driving his lust through the roof. There was no turning back for the eighteen year old now. He had let Adam blow him, and he wasn’t going to leave without getting fucked. Adam stood up and picked up Brian’s legs, removing his socks and sneakers, and sliding his shorts and boxers down and off. He stood back and marveled at the naked twink sitting on the edge of his bed. “Damn, you are sexy boy.” Brian beamed at the compliment, and instinctively grabbed his cock and started jerking a bit, getting off on being adored. “Alright, your turn”, Adam ordered. Brian didn’t need more explanation than that. He got off the bed and dropped to his knees, unzipped Adam’s jeans, and took the man’s cock in his hand, feeling just the second dick of his life. He paused a moment as he stared at the beauty of it and held it in his hand. Adam ran his hands through Brian’s hair and gently guided the boy’s mouth towards his cock, and that was enough of a push to get Brian to open his mouth and take it in. He wasn’t a great cocksucker yet, as Adam had expected, but something about the inexperienced sucking he was getting served to turn him on even more. He peeled his shirt off as his cock grew rock hard in Brian’s mouth, and as Brian went to pull off when it grew larger than he thought he could handle, Adam pushed his head back on to his tool, causing Brian to cough and gag. Some guys would have thrown a fit, but when Brian just went back to work, he was inadvertently letting Adam know how much he could push him. Adam reached down and pulled Brian up by his armpits, put his arms around him, grabbing his bony back and perky ass, and pulling him in for a kiss. He felt the small teen all over his back, arms, feeling his hair, and moving around to feel up his smooth stomach and chest once more. As their mouths parted, Adam directed Brian “Alright, get in bed bud”. He swiftly removed what was left of his clothes as Brian hopped up on the bed and asked “uh, how?”. “Just lay down on your back baby.” Brian sprawled out on the queen bed, head on Adam’s pillows like he could be going to sleep, his hard cock standing at attention. Adam crawled in to bed and on top of Brian. “Are you ready?” “God, yes” “Tell me what you want” “Fuck me. Take my virginity. Please!” “And…” “…I want your poz dick Adam” “That’s right boy, it’s time.” Adam grabbed a bottle of lube off the nightstand and lathered some on his cock before picking up Brian’s legs, placing them on his shoulders, and exposing his hole. Rubbing the lube in to Brian’s smooth ass made him shudder again, feeling that this was really it. Now, a lot of guys would have fingered the virgin hole, or ate it out, but Brian hadn’t asked him to, so Adam decided that he was going to skip all of that. It might hurt more, but he knew he had him, and he knew that making it hurt would only help Brian receive his virginity gift. After finishing up with the lube, Adam let Brian’s legs off his shoulders and scooted up close to the boy’s ass. Brian wrapped his legs around Adam’s body and stared at him, heart pounding, puppy dog eyes glistening, waiting. Adam lined up his cockhead with Brian’s hole and asked “Are you ready Brian?” “Fuck me” Brian wiggled his ass a bit, and Adam didn’t need any more invitation. He pushed his hard 8 inch cock against Brian’s never-before-opened hole, which put up a good fight, but Adam just kept up his slow but steady thrust and began to open Brian up. He gave it some force and broke open Brian’s hole, sliding his cockhead in as Brian almost screamed in a mix of pain and ecstasy. That didn’t dissuade Adam at all, as he continued to push in, opening up Brian’s hole by force as he got his cock deeper in deeper inside the eighteen year old’s body. “It hurts” Brian whimpered. Adam didn’t offer to stop, only letting the boy know that “I know, but it’ll feel good once you get used to it.” Adam kept pushing in until he had fully popped Brian’s cherry and eventually had his full 8 inches inside the virgin hole, as tight as anything his cock had ever been in. He stayed still for a moment, giving the twink a quick chance to catch his breath and for his ass to adjust to his cock. Brian’s whole body felt strained as he grasped the bedsheets and prayed for it to start feeling good. But despite the pain, he had never been more turned on, and more proud of himself. He was doing it, he was using his body, he was getting fucked. It hurt, but he was so into it he didn’t care. Then, he felt Adam begin to slide his cock back out, almost all the way, before he quickly thrust back in balls deep. Brian yelped and cried out as the real fucking began. Adam wasted no time transitioning into pounding this boy hard, sliding out and slamming back in, slowly at first before picking up the pace considerably. Slowly but surely, Brian’s pain began to subside a bit, allowing him a mix of pleasure and pressure that drove him wild. He grabbed his cock and began jerking hurriedly, before Adam grabbed his arm and pinned it to the bed beside him. “Wouldn’t want you blowing that load yet boy”. Adam shifted around as he continued to destroy his ass. He held Brian from underneath, then placed one arm on his abdoment, which hurt him but he didn’t say anything, and later even placed his hands around the boy’s thin neck at one point. Adam was really getting into it and the forces of his thrusts sent his headboard slamming in to the wall. Brian was thankful he was at Adam’s house, cause he felt like the whole neighborhood could probably hear what was happening in that bedroom. Brian couldn’t believe Adam lasted so long, as he knew he probably would have cum almost instantly. But Adam was relentless pounding his twink ass for what seemed like hours, and he was loving it. Eventually Adam slowed down a bit and bent down to kiss Brian and bring their bodies closer together as he continued to fuck him. Then, broke away and looked down at the 18 year old bottom in his bed with a big grin, and said “There’s something I didn’t mention… I’m not on meds.” Brian wasn’t 100% sure what that meant, but he froze for a second in between grunts nontheless. “You were right when you said it would be unlikely that you’d get charged if I were on meds, but I’m not, and my load is going to be toxic as all hell. And given how much I’ve torn up your ass, you’re going to leave here a little poz boy” “What, no!!!” Brian reacted on instinct and tried pushing Adam off of him, but it was no use. “Haha, you think I would’ve told you that if I was going to let you stop now?” “Please, don’t cum in me.” “I thought you wanted my poz cum.” “I did but you fucking didn’t tell me I’d catch it you fucker!” “Come on boy, you know you want it”. Adam didn’t stop pounding Brian’s ass through all of this, even starting to slam harder again. Brian felt like he was about to cry in anger and confusion, and it took everything he had to stop himself. He tried squirming away, pushing Adam off, but nothing was going to work, and he knew it. He was going to be taking Adam’s toxic seed whether he liked it or not. “That’s right Brian, I’m going to poz you. I’ve been wrecking your tight virgin hole with my big cock and as soon as I blow my load my toxic cum is going to fill you up and get in your blood stream, and then, well you know what happens then.” “FUCK YOU!!”, Brian cried. “Maybe later boy” Adam chuckled, “come on, you know you want my poz cum. Tell me you want it baby. Tell me you want me to poz you. I know you do. You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t. Tell me Brian!” Brian hesitated, looking Adam in the eyes with scorn for a moment before relenting and exhaling “Poz me.” “YESS thats what I want to hear” Adam’s thrusting hit its peak as he felt his power trip escalating. Brian couldn’t deny it any more- he was scared, but he was so turned on. He wasn’t even mad at Adam in that moment. He was right, he had put himself in this position and he had read enough storied about just this and blew giant loads to all of them. On some level, he wanted this, and he decided in a split second to let that desire drive him. “Fine fucking do it fucking poz me” Brian whimpered, “just fucking destroy my ass and make me a dirty 18 year old poz whore, fucking do it!” That was enough to push Adam over the edge. He was ready to change this boy forever. He propped himself up with his left arm and wrapped his right arm around Brian’s upper body, pulling him in closer, looking him in the eye as he said “here it comes!”. With that, Brian could feel Adam’s body shudder this time as he exploded his pent up load of toxic cum in the high schooler’s no longer virgin ass. Brian could feel the ropes of cum bursting in to him as Adam growled, his entire body pushing against Brian’s lean frame to get his cum as deep in the boy’s hole as possible. Brian grabbed his cock and barely needed to jerk it twice before he exploded his own load all over himself. Adam collapsed on top of Brian, feeling his cum in between them. He held his cock inside his hole, not wanting any to leak out before it had to. Brian lay motionless, processing what had just happened to him. After a few moments of silence, Brian wrapped his arms and legs around Adam, pulling himself back on to his cock as much as possible, and whispered into Adam’s ear “thank you.”

Chapter 4 - Breeding Zone Brian quickly closed his laptop. He was stunned. Sitting naked on his bed with his hard dick in his hand, he felt like his heart had dropped out of his body for an instant. He had been simultaneously so excited, aroused, and nervous about the prospect of hooking up that his heart was pounding. That quickly gave way to a mix of confusion, disappointment, and a faint hint of lust that he didn’t quite understand. Even with his laptop closed, Brian found himself continuing to stroke his cock, now lying in his bed in the dark. He couldn’t stop himself from going where his horny mind seemed determined to take him, and he began to imagine Adam’s mature, experienced body on top of him, his cock pushing on his virgin asshole, awaiting an invitation to enter. Brian allowed the vision to continue, imagining his ass being opened for the first time as Adam’s cock slid inside of him. He wouldn’t admit to himself that Adam being HIV-positive was somehow making the scene even more erotic, but he recognized, at some level, that there was something different going on in his mind now. The fictional Adam only had to slide his cock balls deep in to his ass once for Brian to lose it and spray a huge burst of cum all over his smooth chest. He flinched as some made it all the way up to his cheek. He took a deep breath as he let his cock fall and rest against his stomach. Brian had trouble getting to sleep that night. His emotions were all over the place. It was clear now that he wanted sex… real sex. This was the closest he had ever come; actually talking to someone who lived close by, beginning to make plans. It was a big step for him. He felt scared and liberated; disappointed that Adam was poz, but also disappointed he couldn’t have him. At least he was sure now that he had to make this happen. He had to find a man and lose his virginity, soon. That night, though, he eventually got to sleep. The fog in his mind continued for the next couple of days. He was in a mood that he couldn’t pinpoint. Frustrated, annoyed, mad at everyone, quick to snipe at his friends at school. It was pretty normal teenage behavior really, but the cause of it wasn’t. Eventually, a couple nights later, Brian again found himself in his dark bedroom with his laptop open to a private browser, ready to rub out another load before trying to fall asleep. He opened Google and found himself typing the first thing that crossed his mind, before he had a chance to contemplate it too much: “getting fucked by a poz guy”. That was the beginning of a wormhole that would consume Brian for a week. He read about HIV, treatments and prevention, chances of transmission. The whole nine yards of “educational” information. But he also found some things on the internet he didn’t expect. He encountered the word “bug-chaser” for the first time, and learned that there were actually guys who intentionally got themselves infected. He stumbled on to some homemade porn videos where guys were actually moaning “fuck me with your poz dick” as they were getting fucked bareback. Brian was confused, but he was hard the whole time. Then, he came across Breeding Zone. He was nervous about even being on the site, let alone jerking off to it. But he couldn’t stop. Over the next few nights, he spent hours reading. At first, it was the pozzing stories in the backroom. Then, he read the threads of guys recounting their recent adventures. His dick wasn’t soft for a moment of it. He could feel the nerves that wouldn’t go away, but those nerves also made it the most erotic jerking off he’d ever done. He blew some of the biggest loads of his life when he’d finish reading a story about a daddy stealthing a college boy or a chaser begging to get knocked up. He couldn’t quite understand why this made him so horny, but there was no denying how it was making him feel. On Friday, when Brian got home from school, he was feeling even more pissed off and dejected than he had been these past few weeks. He had failed a big chemistry test. Studying had been harder as of late, he was too distracted all the time. The red “F” on the page was not something Brian had seen many times in his life, and his anxiety sent him spiraling. What if this sunk his chance of getting in to his dream school? Was he not as smart as he thought he was? It was the definition of an overeaction, but it had him shaken. Luckily, he had the house to himself, as the family was away at a band competition that weekend. His little brother was competing, but Brian had stayed home to not miss school. Feeling rebellious, he snuck a couple shots of vodka from the liquor shelf and headed to bed early, fully intending to take his time with a nice long jerking session. After the shots started kicking in, giving him a slight buzz, he was feeling angry and impulsive, and he picked up his phone. He found Adam’s number and quickly wrote out a text “Hey Adam it’s Brian, we chatted a couple weeks ago. Sorry I left abruptly. Still interested in meeting up?” Before he could think better of it, he hit sent. And to his surprise, he didn’t regret it. He was feaaling a little uneasy still, but he genuinely did hope Adam would respond, even if he thought it was unlikely. An hour later, he got a reply: “Hey man. Figured I scared you off.” “Yeah, kind of. But I’m back.” “And you still want to hook up?” “Yes” “You sure?” “Very sure” “Feels like you freaked when I told you I’m poz” “I did, but I’m back. I want your poz cock Adam” Brian couldn’t believe he had written that, let alone sent it. It was cathartic. It was basically the biggest FU he could give to his life at the moment, and he was all for it. “FUCK boy, I hope you mean that.” “I do.” “What changed your mind?” “Read a bunch of stuff online. Figured out its unlikely to transmit these days with meds and even if it does its not a death sentence.” “That’s true” “Good, cause I’m not trying to get pozzed necessarily, I just really want to get fucked and now I think it would make it even hotter.” “Well then Brian, my cock’s waiting, when you want to come over?” “How about tonight?” “Really? Someone’s antsy haha. I’m home alone, want to join me?” “Yeah my parents are gone so I can stay as long as you want” “Perfect, we’ll see how it goes but I won’t be surprised if you’re in my arms when the sun rises.” “Fuck Adam, you say the hottest shit haha” “Alright, my address is 1 Main St. When will you be here?” “Give me an hour and I’ll be there” Brian sat on the edge of his bed for what seemed like a year, but it was only about five minutes. He still wasn’t sure about this. He was horny and desparate, but this felt crazy. Driving to an older man’s house that you don’t know to let him fuck you? Plus he’s poz!? But, he was 18, and his teenage cock was hardening even as he questioned the wisdom of what he was about to do. Then, he took a deep breath, decided to stop thinking, hopped off his bed, and went to his closet. He pulled his trusty tan cargo shorts up over his dark blue boxers, threw on a faded red Coke graphic tee, put on his no-show socks and laced up his gray and orange Nike running shoes. He grabbed his keys, his wallet, and his phone, and headed out, looking like any other nondescript skinny straight boy. He didn’t know how to live gay yet, but he was about to take a big first step.

Chapter 3 - 52 m Boston Skinnytwink: Hey man. 18 here, also from Massachusetts. How’s it going? 52mBoston: Just fucking horny kid, how about you? Skinnytwink: Haha, same here man. 52mBoston: You close to Boston? Skinnytwink: Yeah, only like 20 min away. 52mBoston: Nice. So what brings an 18 year old to a gay chat room. Skinnytwink: Idk, just looking for some fun I guess. 52mBoston: What kind of fun? Skinnytwink: Whatever kind I can find. 52mBoston: You looking to meet up? Skinnytwink: Potentially. 52mBoston: Into older guys like me? Skinnytwink: Yeah, for sure. Daddies turn me on haha. 52mBoston: Haha nice, I’m glad. Teenagers turn me on ;). What do you look like? Skinnytwink: 5’7” 120lb brown hair, brown eyes. Scrawny runner boy I guess haha. 52mBoston: Mmm runner boy huh? Bet you have a nice ass. Skinnytwink: I like to think so haha. 52mBoston: Got any pics? Skinnytwink: Sure, here: 52mBoston: Holy fuck kid you are hot!! Skinnytwink: Haha, thanks. Glad you like. I’m really just a skinny nerdy guy in real life. 52mBoston: Don’t kid yourself kid, you’re fucking hot. My cock just twitched when I saw that pic. What you got packing in those shorts? Skinnytwink: A 7.5 in cut cock 😉 52mBoston: Wow, really? Skinnytwink: Yup 52mBoston: That’s huge for a boy your size. Skinnytwink: Haha, I guess. 52mBoston: You’re too modest. I like that. Skinnytwink: Thanks. How about you, what do you look like? 52mBoston: Decently in shape, but not fit like you. 6 feet tall. Dad bod, but not fat or anything. Skinnytwink: Nice, sounds perfect. How about your cock? 52mBoston: 8 inches cut and hard for you boy. Skinnytwink: Fuck, that’s hot man. I want it. 52mBoston: You had much dick in your life yet? Skinnytwink: Actually, none. 52mBoston: Virgin? Skinnytwink: Yeah, is that okay? 52mBoston: Fuck yeah, it’s hot as fuck. Skinnytwink: Phew… didn’t know if that would be a turnoff. 52mBoston: Not at all! What do you want to try? Skinnytwink: Everything. 52mBoston: That’s a dangerous statement haha. Skinnytwink: I mean it. 52mBoston: You ready to take my big cock in your tight teen ass? Skinnytwink: Fuccckkkk that made me hard, yes I want it so bad. 52mBoston: Yeah? Think you’re a bottom? Skinnytwink: I want to try both for sure. If you made me choose I’d choose bottom though. 52mBoston: Cool, I normally like to pound younger guys. Might let you top me too, not sure I’d be able to resist your big boy cock 😉 Skinnytwink: Fuck yeah man, I’m down for whatever. 52mBoston: I’m gonna warn you, I normally fuck rough. Bareback, hard pounding, not some slow “making love”. I’ll try to take it easy for you on your first time, but no guarantees. Skinnytwink: Man that is so hot. Tbh, I never fantasize about it being like slow and romantic. When I dream about getting fucked, I’m getting pounded hard. So fuck yeah. 52mBoston: What’s your name? Skinnytwink: Brian, you? 52mBoston: I’m Adam. Skinnytwink: Nice to meet you Adam, can’t believe I found someone close. 52mBoston: Yeah, same. So be real with me Brian, you just on here getting off, or do you want to hook up? Skinnytwink: I want it Adam, I really do. 52mBoston: Cool, well I live alone, so you’re welcome to come to my place if you’re up for it, or I can come to you, either way. Skinnytwink: Nice, yeah I live with my parents so you hosting’s gonna be best. 52mBoston: Oh yeah, forgot your 18 haha. College? Skinnytwink: High school senior. 52mBoston: FUCKK that’s hot. Skinnytwink: Haha yeah, you like the idea of fucking a high schooler? 52mBoston: As long as you’re really 18. Skinnytwink: I am, don’t worry. 52mBoston: Then hell yeah, I want to fill you up with cum and send you back to your parents, make you walk weird around school the next day. Skinnytwink: Fuck man, please do that to me. 52mBoston: I will, don’t you worry. So, you free this weekend? Skinnytwink: I can be. 52mBoston: Sweet. You comfortable texting? We can find a good time and I can send you my address. Skinnytwink: Uh, sure what the hell. My number is XXX-XXXX. 52mBoston: Nice, mine’s XXX-XXXX. Skinnytwink: You want me to bring anything? 52mBoston: Like what? Skinnytwink: Idk, condoms or anything. 52mBoston: Oh, I thought you wanted it bare? Skinnytwink: Uh, yeah, I guess I do. I know I probably shouldn’t but I want it to be 100% real my first time. 52mBoston: Good answer. Skinnytwink: You are so hot man I’m so excited for this. 52mBoston: Brian, before we go too far, I’ve got to tell you something. I’m poz. Skinnytwink: Poz? 52mBoston: HIV-positive Skinnytwink disconnected.

It was about 15 years ago. I was at a fur con, MFF. Back when I was young, dumb, and liked to take cum. 100% top now. Anyway. It was like 3 AM and I woke up horny as fuck. Of course by then the parties were done and I wasn't exactly popular anyway. What with it being before shit like Telegram or Grindr or whatever I went around on various furry chat programs and website to see if anyone was both around and awake. It took awhile but I found a guy, big guy in a black wolf fursuit. He was apparently still up from a party and wanted to dump another load. He was very insistent on me 1) not asking a lot of questions, including his name 2) not using a condom. I was horny AF and didn't really use condoms anyway, so fuck yeah, I was down. He wanted me to go into one of the con hotel's bathrooms and enter a stall and just let him know which one. Pants down, facing the wall, let him do it. I was too horny not to agree, so yeah, I'm in the stall, waiting. It felt like forever, but I heard it open, close and lock behind me, and he was on me like the beast he was. In me in one thrust, his dick already coated in lube and cum from wherever he was coming from. He was in suit, and the musk and heat and sweat was overhwelming. It was like being pounded by waves, he just crashed on to me, slamming me into the wall until he finished. He was gone in a flash, I barely got a good look at his suit. Much, much later I found out he was /very/ poz, and that's why he insisted I didn't ask questions. I tested clean afterward, but fuck. Somehow the fact he kept that quiet made it very hot... I think that's why I'm in these forums today.

The first time I went to a video arcade I was clueless about what happened in them. I'd never even heard of a gloryhole before and I was just there to watch some porn after looking at the dvds and dildos. I was nervous as hell as I entered a booth. I looked down at the wall next to the tv screen and saw a hole, but didn't really think much more about it. After a few minutes, a guy entered the stall next to mine and stuck his finger through the hole. "What the fuck?" was my first reaction. He told me to stick my cock through the hole. I was so freaked out, I bolted. But I was curious. So I went back to a different place with a video arcade. This was a larger place with the typical mind-numbing music playing and some pretty sketchy looking characters lurking. I entered a stall and in a few minutes a handsome black dude with a wedding ring entered the next stall. He had a really large cock and he stuck it through the hole. I got on my knees and started sucking that beautiful dick. After about ten minutes, he withdrew his cock and leaned down to the gloryhole and said, "Show me that hole boy." So I dropped my jeans and briefs and backed up to the hole. I was hoping he was going to rim me, but instead I felt his big finger with lube on it roughly smear my asshole. Then I felt his cock head at my pucker and he pushed in. I was in heaven as he slid into me balls-deep. I reached under to see if he was wearing a condom and I couldn't feel a latex ring around his shaft and he pounded me. I freaked out and pulled off. I said to him, "Pull out before you cum, OK?" and he replied "Yeah". So I backed up to the hole again and his big cock slid into me. He really went at it pounding my hole to the point that the stall wall was vibrating. Then he slammed into me and I heard him loudly grunt, then pull his cock out. By the time I turned around, I only saw the opposite door swinging back as he left. I felt my asshole and it was wet. I sniffed my fingers and could smell the sweet cum of the creampie he left inside me. I was hooked.

1st time my raw cock felt some wet warmth back up onto it was a private gloryhole. The guy said he was a flight attendant, wanted to suck cock, maybe fuck, and had a wooden hole setup at his apartment. He was white cubby guy but no pic IIRC, so I drove over. I stuck my cock in the hole and he started sucking. His mouth skills weren't memorable but it got me hard so I asked to see his ass -- I wanted to rim and munch on his hole! Instead my cock felt wet and warmth all around it -- he'd backed his ass up against the hole. The hole wooden gloryhole creaked closer to me. And that ass slid onto my cock without a rubber! So I started pumping at the hole. And damn! When balls deep, my cockhead felt something ... it was super wet deep deep his hole! I thought to myself: me: "he didn't ask for a rubber ... he just invited me as a stranger over ... then shoved his ass back onto my bare cock ... how many other anon dudes have already stopped by today?! ... fuck his ass must be a cumhole! that wetness deep down is all the anon cum this whores ass already milked today!!" My cock exploded. Just the thought of my raw dick being deep inside some dudes ass that took random loads behind a gloryhole made me dump my load. I stood there balls deep up that anon ass behind the gloryhole catching my breath. Then that cumdump ass moved off the gloryhole fast. Slid right off my cummy, still hard cock. I expected he'd ATM or clean my cock off but didn't, so I backed away from the gloryhole and said "fuck man". The gloryholer said nothing, Guess his cumdump ass had done it's job and I was just cock blockin now. I walked out and wondered whose cock was next at the cubby flight attendants gloryhole cumdump.

Chapter 2 - Playing with Himself It didn’t take long after that first night of getting off on gay porn for Brian to fall down the rabbit hole. A mere two months later, as the last spring break of his high school career was fast approaching, Brian had already done things he never would have imagined, although to this point, only from the privacy of his bedroom. It started the same way it starts for so many gay teens as they start to figure things out. First it was looking at pictures of dicks, but not videos. Then he relented and found his way to gay side of Pornhub, and from there the cheshire cat just kept turning the page for him, site after site, dick after dick, boy after boy, fuck after fuck. Every night was another erotic session in his first floor bedroom, blessedly far away from the rest of his family sleeping upstairs. And yet, the feeling of liberation Brian was beginning to realize as his sexuality dawned on him was tempered by an emotion a little deeper down- that of being trapped. He was pretty sure most of his friends wouldn’t give a shit, his family would probably not even care that much either. Times were fast changing, and while his parents weren’t exactly enlightened, they never expressed any feelings of hatred or judgement towards gays. Nor did they ever caution their kids about being gay, and his mother had even let a “or boys” slip to Brian and his brother once when talking about their future girlfriends. That had been years ago, but Brian didn’t realize how vividly he remembered it until now. The person that paralyzed Brian the most was himself. Despite the fact that he was aching to run his hands across another boy’s abs, to taste cum and see if it was as salty as he imagined, to feel the pressure of a cock entering him, he still wasn’t sure he was gay. Or bi. Or was this a phase? Or was he just being rebellious? Or was this not attraction but jealousy? If Brian had looked just one layer past his nervous conscious, he would’ve realized what he already knew, but he wasn’t ready to go there yet. Now, this feeling isn’t unique. It happens to a lot of us in our coming out process. But many of us grapple with it either by starting to experiment with friends, subtly cozying up to the gay boy in class, desperately finding a girl to fuck to see if it changed anything, or just thinking it through until we figured it out. Brian’s path took a different road, one littered with more risky decisions. Simply watching porn gave way to chat rooms, and soon more. Brian was beginning to realize he was particularly attracted to two rather different types of men: young twinks like himself, but also something that would be a little harder to explain to mom and dad: older men. He blew a whole lot of loads thinking about his friend Jake or whatever sexy boy he found on TikTok. But he also began chatting with daddies online. At first, just casually, not letting it get that far. It wasn’t long before he was role playing and asking to be owned. The phone sex was the next step, and it came quickly. Then, he was snapping pics of himself and sending them when asked. Finally, the webcam became his best friend. He was lying in bed at night with old kinky men marveling at his teenage body as they egged him on to blow his big load for them. And then he’d shut his laptop, returning to reality. Through all of this, he began to realize something interesting: the guys he let see him kept drooling over him. Again, Brian didn’t think he was hot. He was a small, skinny, nerd with floppy brown hair, scrawny arms and legs, and the pale white skin of someone who spends way more time studying then playing sports. But these guys, they kept telling him he was amazing. Skinny became lean, scrawny became toned, floppy became cute. He never chatted with anyone who told him he wasn’t hot enough to fuck. After enough of that attention, he finally began to buy it. He was actually starting to turn himself on. He noticed that, yeah, he was really in shape. He did actually have muscles in his arms. They weren’t those of a linebacker, but they had some definition. He realized his legs weren’t chicken-thin, he had been a runner for a long time and it showed. He didn’t think he was Adonis, but he doing something he never had before: looking in the mirror and thinking “damn, I look good today”. It didn’t take long for the attention and the confidence he was getting for what was plainly visible about him to encourage him to show off what was inside the blue boxer shorts he wore every day. And, what do you know? The guys loved it. He didn’t have much frame of reference before, as he didn’t spend much time in the locker room, but he was stoked to realize he was kind of hung. As he showed it to them, men constantly complimented him on his 7.5 inch cut cock. At first, he would even brush the guys off; they were just trying to turn him on. But eventually they convinced him that no, he did in fact have a big dick. It wasn’t huge, but for a 5’7” 120lb guy, it was impressive. And then there was his ass, which wasn’t really something he ever thought about before. Again, the years of cross country and tennis paid off, and even though he felt really weird doing it, showing the men his smooth asshole was winning rave reviews as the horny fuckers he chatted with explained just how they would pound that twink hole. As his confidence, and his lustfulness, grew, so too did the aching need to actually have sex. He wasn’t sure if he was a top or bottom, but he knew he needed to try something. He needed to feel another man’s cock in his hand. He needed to know what it tasted like. He needed to experience what it was like for one man to be inside another. He needed to confirm to himself something that he already knew: he was gay. But, he was still too scared to do anything that might out himself before he was ready. He shied away from the gay boys in his school, and resisted the urge to download Tinder or Grindr. It was too public for him. But finally, he caught sight of a screename in the chat room he’d been visiting that caused his heart to sink into his stomach and then blast back out again into a nervous burst of excitement: 52 m Boston. This was it. Someone close. He couldn’t have stopped himself if he tried from hurriedly clicking on this guy, opening a chat, and writing “Hey man. 18 here, also from Massachusetts. How’s it going?”

Hey guys, this is my first story and my first creative writing in a long time. Your feedback is welcomed! I hope it's not too much setup before we get to the good stuff, but I intend to keep writing about Brian, so I want you to know who he is. I wrote the first couple chapters before posting anything, but there is more to come. Hope you enjoy! *********** Chapter 1 - Brian Brian had never shivered like this before. Sure, growing up in a skinny kid in New England, he was used to feeling cold in the winter. But it wasn’t the cold making his teeth chatter as he drove his crappy old Grand Cherokee down a perfectly normal suburban side street at 1am. He was nervous. Probably excited too, but mostly nervous. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to get fucked. Brian was a quiet, nerdy, awkward high school senior. He spent most of his time playing video games or camping, hanging out with a few friends now and then, and being alone a lot. It’s not really how he wanted to be living, but he just figured it was who he was. At school, he was a straight-A student, but not quite the star pupil. He’d get into a decent college with no problem. He had some extra-curriculars under his belt: debate, volunteering. He did what he needed to do to get into college and satisfy the expectation that he do something with his time. He was an athlete too. It wasn’t that big of a part of his life, but it checked a box. He played tennis (which he wasn’t very good at) and ran cross country. It’s about all you could expect from a kid his size. He was 5’7”, 125lb on a good day. He wasn’t one of those kids who were complete sticks, but there was no getting away from the fact that he was scrawny. The tennis and cross country at least gave him a nice perky ass, thin defined legs, and kept him a few crunches away from a six pack, if he had tried. On his head was a mop of light brown hair that he didn’t really do much with, not too short but not too long. He didn’t think of himself as hot, at all, and he didn’t do any favors for himself with how he dressed. Knee-length cargo shorts and a not-fitted but not-baggy t-shirt typically did the trick. He wasn’t a skater kid, swimming is his clothes, but neither did he wear anything that would show off his thin but fit body. If he had dressed differently, if he had thought about himself differently, he could have been decently “hot”. But he didn’t have the confidence for it. So, Brian spent a lot of time at his computer, watching and waiting as high school quickly sped by. He was waiting for that girl to fall into his lap and be his girlfriend. For the kiss at the dance, the awkward date, the “first time”. He wanted that feeling of walking in to school the day after losing his virginity with the swagger he imagined the other guys had, even if he’d never actually looked at a classmate and thought “he looks like he got laid last night”. He was frustrated that things weren’t working out, but he was also beginning to be confused. Confused by a boy named Jake. Jake and Brian weren’t close, or even really friends. There were classmates, sharing physics, history, and gym that year. They knew each other, they were cordial, but they didn’t hang out. But Brian had caught himself starting to watch Jake, to let his gaze linger on him longer than normal, to have him pop up in his mind when he was partaking in certain private activities in which girls were supposed to be the primary motivation. He didn’t think he was gay, but then why was it whenever he was lying in bed, cock in hand, that when Jake entered the fantasy, he’d get harder than ever? One night, as he laid back against his pillow, cum covering his bare chest, he accepted that he probably was in to guys. He couldn’t get it out of his mind the entire day at school. Even his friend Rachel had to break him out his daze at one point. “Brian, are you with us?” she said at the lunch table. “Oh, yeah, sorry, I was just thinking about something.” “What?” “Oh, um, nothing, did you do your homework for calculus?” That night, after his parents were asleep, he opened his laptop, fired up a private browser, and hesitantly typed in “gay porn” for the first time.

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'The apple had not fallen far from the tree' with Mike. Stan was an older silver version of his son. He was also clearly not surprised in the least to see Mike naked and on top of me. As Mike pulled out of my ass and turned to his Dad they high fived like a sports team member passing the play to their teammate. Stan greeted me and said to his son. "No condom, eh. So our sling rider is disease free. " Mike responded unabashedly. "No idea Dad! When I'm offered a hole raw I ask no questions, just plunge on in. I actually love the risk of not knowing. Gives me an adrenaline rush. Feeling it now just talking about it. And he didn't ask either." (Winking at me) "So you been tested lately." "A bareback bottom cum slut of my vintage. You can count on me being Poz. But I'm on meds and undetectable. As for other stuff? Haven't been tested in a while, but no obvious symptoms. What do you say Stan? Your son has my ass well lubed. You are welcome to wear a condom if you want." Stan had already been removing his clothes and by the time his boxers came off he was sporting a raging hard on. I meant what I said, but I was disappointed when he retrieved a rubber and rolled it on his magnificent member. I hate the feeling of a sheathed dick and this was no exception. He pushed in balls deep roughly and started a vigorous fuck right away. My disappointment was distracted a bit as Mike fed me his cock covered in his cum and my ass juices. After a short ten strokes Stan pulled out and ripped off the condom. "Are you sure you're okay with me fucking you raw? I so want to feel your cum flooded cunt!" "Fuck yeah man! I prefer you bareback. Give me everything you've got! Hell, father son cum, that'll be a first even for me. " He needed no further encouragement and his naked cock head was pounding my prostate. After about twenty minutes he left his naked cock in me deep but stopped for a breather. His son's fuck tool was back at full attention as he moved around and started eating out his father's ass. After a couple moments Mike stood and whispered in his Dad's ear. Stan smiled and said, "You want to fuck me raw? That would be a first for us. From what I've just learned about you barebacking history I shouldn't let you. But I'm feeling that adrenaline rush you talked about. Go ahead, but only on one condition. Don't pull out, I haven't been bred in years." He may not have been bred for years but the ease with which he accepted his son's naked cock proved he was no stranger to welcoming a fuck stick. Nothing had changed in my ass, but everything had ramped up. The [banned word] of watching a son breeding his Dad as his dad was raw fuckin me made me hornier than I could remember. It was not long 'til Stan was convulsing from head to toe mixing his sperm with his son's. His ass contractions simultaneously milked any remaining cum out of his son. For the second time my hands free orgasm had my load spraying the wall of the hut. Stan reached over me and lapped up all the cum he could find as his son returned to feltch out his father's freshly fucked hole. As cum was passed among all three mouths I found myself getting hard again. Without asking permission I slipped out of the sling, moved in behind Stan and plunged in raw. Mike started cleaning his Dad's messy cock. The cleaning turned into a deep throat face fuck with Stan's hands firmly guiding his son's head. When Stan's whole body spasmed this time his sperm was shooting past his son's tonsils. I was surprised to muster up another load which I planted deep in Stan's guts to join his son's load. The season may have had a late start; but it was clearly a fuckin fantastic start.

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For me cumming is the least important thing. I want to make sure my top cums though. That is very important. If a top can make me cum from fucking me it’s nice. It is starting to happen more and more since I have been locked. Seeing the satisfaction of an alpha males face during and after orgasm is enough for me.

I was in Dallas these pass two weeks my goal was to take 20 loads a day ended up only being about 10 loads a day! I was posting every where to get my loads .. my hole was so wet with cum and it smelled like it to! I kept all my loads inside me. When the guys would pull there dicks out it would be full of cum I would suck right off.. I love taking as many loads as possible bareback only is the only way. My tattoo says it all bareback cUmdump

Yeah, you definitely need to be able to take your top's deep thrusting. Tops need to use every inch in a bottom's ass. Maybe your bigger cocked fuck buddys are pressing on your inner sphincter. If that's the case then it needs to be trained to take cocks. Ask your biggest buddy to penetrate you as far as your comfortable and then very slowly push all the way in until his balls are hard against your ass. Beg him to stay in deep until you start to relax, then ask if he will start fucking you but to only pull out by an inch or so. That way he will be fucking the deepest part of your hole. I'm afraid it just takes time and practice. I hope you will soon be able to take the hardest balls deep fucking from your biggest buddy and to enjoy taking his sperm deep in your guts. Good luck

I posted this partly elsewhere, but glory holes were an early part of my journey. This was before PReP. I would take anonymous cocks at bookstores with condoms. My first “anonymous bareback” recollection that ultimately has led me to today chasing Poz conversion was when I got stealthed by a really hot guy in an adult video booth. I was bent over, jeans at my ankles, ass pushed out. He was fucking me with a condom. He fucked a long time and I thought I was in heaven having this hot stud fuck me. Finally, he grunted, a few hard thrusts, and he pulled out. Afterwards I always checked the condom. He pulled it off his dick quick and threw it into the basket. As we were both pulling our pants up, I started feeling wet and cum was dripping out of my hole. I fingered my self and I was full of cum. I grabbed his arm and said, “what did u do to me?” He pulled his arm away from me, opening the booth door to leave and said, “giving you what you really deserve, sometimes you don’t get a choose buddy.” Then he was gone. I’m standing outside the booth door, one hand holding my jeans that we’re almost on the floor, my wet ass exposed, guys leaning against the wall staring at me. Back in the booth I squatted and squeezed out his huge load (and it was a huge load), I looked at the condom. It had a hole, he’d had only the ring at the base of his penis, he’d been wholly bare inside me. I went home, my pants wet. I cried that night, but soon I was remembering how good it felt and how hot the risk was. I also jerked off and it was hot So after what happened I kept reliving all that cum coming out of me (it was a lot I have to say). Dreamed about it. But I kept taking condomed cock. They were never quite so satisfying. I kept thinking not just about bare, raw cock, but the risk of it. Finally I wanted more. I wanted anonymous bareback, it was the real freeing of me; myliberation. The stealthing of me was 6 months or more behind me and now I dreamed and fantized about it. So my second time I went to the old Bijou Bookstore in Chicago. They had an upstairs glory hole maze area, some open areas with a sling, etc. I snagged a prime both, big butt hole cut in the side next to another booth. I stripped 100% naked...I could feel the old cum on my feet (true pig) and put my butt hole against the opening and said I to myself that I would take whatever cock wants to enter me. I was there almost 4 hours...9 P.M. to 1 A.M. on a Friday night. The first few cocks had condoms and that was fine. I was breathing heavy until I realized they were covered and after each one I checked..no cum in me. It was the 4th cock, (I distinctly remember 4th) white guy...he fingered.. spit. Slowly tested me. When he pushed in, I reached back and felt the base of his thin cock and realized he had no condom on. He quickly pulled out and said, “sorry guy, I’ll put it on.” I pulled away and said, “it’s ok if u go bare.” That was my first acceptance of personal responsibility for going bare, and accepting the excitement and risk. He slide in me...it felt so fucking amazing!!!! When he got close he kept saying, “I won’t cum in u. I won’t cum in u.” I told him to cum in me and he immediately did, then he zipped up and ran away. I squatted and pushed his cum out. My heart was racing...what did I do!!! But as soon as that booth door opened again my ass was back on the hole..a few more condom guys used my ass..then as the night wore on, another guy put it in raw and never even asked, never said a thing, ejaculated, left. Some guys started with the condom, then ditched it. My cock was rock hard, my heart was racing. Towards the end of the night, this guy came in, I heard him unzip, his fingers slid into my wet hole. Then he pulled them out. He pushed my ass away. I turned to look, he’s bent over, looking through the hole, he says, “you take raw cock?” I gulp, my face reddening as I look at him, “yes.” First time I admit to a guy face to face I’m going raw. He says, “you got Poz loads in you?” I say, “I don’t know.” He pulls away, stands up. I think he’s leaving, then I feel his hand tapping my butt. I push back against the hole. His good size hard cock roughly pushes into me and he fucks until he cums.” He pulls out. As he’s leaving, he says to me, “...fucking whore.” I got 6 raw loads that night and I was liberated!!!! I was free!!!

The first GH I really remember bb’ing was a rest stop in Western NY as I was driving home from college one weekend. It was my sophomore year, the late 80s, and I stopped to pee, not knowing this was a cruise spot. It was midday, and I walked into the men’s room. There was a lot of tension in the air — you could just feel it. As I was peeing, I heard some scuffling in the stalls further down. I peeked underneath and sure enough saw a couple guys standing at the wrong angles to use the toilets — they were facing one another. I lingered, listening, and heard them start to suck again after a few minutes. Peeking under the stalls I could see one guy kneeling. I couldn’t believe it, and had a weird mix of feeling enthralled with wondering how you have sex in a toilet stall. Eventually one guy left —nice looking guy with dark hair and a stache, in his 30s. I didn’t waste much time heading the stall he vacated. It wasn’t long before the guy on the other side was at the hole chopped in the wooden divider. I was turned on, but also not sure what to do. Finally I stuck my dick through, and he was blowing me. It felt amazing. After a few minutes, he turned around and sank his ass onto my cock. My mind said to pull out, but my cock refused. I started fucking him, the warmth feeling so intense wrapped around my cock. I hadn’t fucked much at that point in my life, and I was totally into it. I shot a load right there, burying it inside him. I sat in my car afterwards for about 10 minutes before he came out of the restroom. He was another college guy, probably my age, and totally cute. Black curly hair, lean body, and cute face. That rest stop became a regular stopover for me on trips back and forth to school after that. It wasn’t until the year after I graduated, on a trip for a first year reunion, that I got up the balls to offer my own ass at that same GH. It was a rainy Sunday afternoon when I was driving down the interstate, and stopped at the area. I remember being really horny and wanting to suck some nice cock. I had blown 2 guys over about an hour, and was still working on the second one when I decided to turn around and see what happened. He didn’t go for it right away, and I thought it wouldn’t happen — but then he started pushing his cock through the GH and into my eager ass. It was a rough fuck. Lots of banging against the wooden divider, and I was in an uncomfortable position braced between the two dividers with my legs spread. But there was a thrill to being fucked like that, and knowing his cock was raw. He never said a word, and was quiet other than banging against the divider. When he pulled out I wasn’t sure if he’d cum, but then left it start to run down one of my legs. Other than his sneakers, I never saw who it was that bred me at the GH.

A lot of times if I go to a sauna, at one point I’ll go into the glory hole section with my ass lubed and press it up against the hole and wait. There are almost never any takers, although once or twice someone might fuck me for a couple of minutes and then leave, or the guy will try to push my ass away to reach through the hole to grab my cock, which means I will just leave. My experiences with glory holes may simply be bad luck, or maybe I don't quite know how they work, but in any event I’ve never had my ass properly bred through a glory hole, although I've long wanted to. One of the very very few times I’ve topped was through a glory hole and I unloaded in the guy's ass, but I’ve never had it the other way, the way I really want. Until Saturday. The towel was on over the door, and the cubicle next to his was empty, so I walked in, making sure I was careful to leave the door open - it’s fun to let people watch. My ass was nicely lubed with a previous cumshot and I press it up against the hole, and waited. I felt fingers inside me, then his cock, long and slow as he entered me. It’s an interesting experience for me: all I know of him is the feel of his cock starting to fuck inside me, and the sounds he’s making from the other side of the wall. No hands on my body, no words, no gazing into his face. A purely deconstructed fuck. And it felt really good! He had the perfect size cock for my ass, thrusting hard enough to trip my body orgasms but without causing any pain. Niiiice! Some guy has stopped by the open door to watch, and I was making a lot of noise as the guy behind the wall starts to get deep into thrusting in a good rhythm. I pressed my ass hard against the wall and could sense he was doing the same, pressing his hips into the wall to achieve the maximum depth as each of us reached a crescendo. As I was aware the top was getting close, I stared into the eyes of the guy who was watching and shouted loudly “Oh yeah, cum in me!” I found myself repeating the words "Cum in me, cum in me" over and over as I really didn’t have much control. I could already feel the body shivers and orgasmic ripples that accompany a good fuck session and my legs are shaking a bit from pressing my ass against the wall - but no matter. It felt so fuckin' good. Then, simultaneously, I felt a warm rush inside my ass. Yessss! Just as from the other side of the wall I heard a breathless “Mmmmmm!” and “uhhhh!” It was so interesting just to feel the cumshot and hear the sound but nothing else. I pushed my ass hard against the wall, taking the guy as deeply as possible. He kept fucking for a bit longer and then pulled out. He was about to leave his cubicle when, in a split-second, I realised I didn't want to know anything about this man, so I quickly shut the door and looked away. Weirdly, it felt as if I was hiding. Clearly I wasn't ashamed as I was happy to let the other guy watch, but I wanted to preserve the absolute anonymity of the encounter. I heard his door open, and he was gone. I have no idea who he was, how old he was, if he was fit or not. Nothing. But I had was his cumshot in my ass, a flying jizzjoy which left me rock hard and smiling, and the memories of the sounds he made. Perfect.

My Boy’s Tight Hole Made Me Cum Too Soon When we first started dating, my boy and I played safe with each other, me almost always topping his amazing ass. We were casually seeing a few other guys, sometimes together in hot threeways and fourways. We somehow got less sexually adventurous as we got more serious. We stopped seeing other people and started playing bareback exclusively with each other. Initially, I’d pull out to cum, but after a while, he begged for my load. He really has an incredible ass, plump and round, with a hairy hole hidden deep between the clefts of his cheeks. He liked to show off his hairy crack, and it always turned me on when he used his hands to spread his cheeks wide. The experiences he’d had with other tops taught him a lot of amazing tricks. I couldn’t help but brag to several friends about what a hot bottom my boy was, especially now that we were exclusive and playing raw. That intense hot sex lasted for months. We fucked multiple times a week, me topping him raw and loving it, nearly always cumming inside him, but sometimes pulling out to cum on his hairy hole. I love lapping my load up and tonguing it inside him. Lately though, I noticed a few changes. We used to fuck practically daily, but now it was more like once a week. Regardless, the sex was still much better than most guys could ever hope for. However, I’d noticed that when I’d get inside his hole, I’d cum way too soon for either of our liking. It was as if my cock alone and less frequent fucking had gotten his hole too tight for its own good! When my boy was seeing other people, he regularly got stretched out by a few fuck buddies. Back then, I was also regularly wearing condoms. Dulling sensation always made me last longer, keeping me from feeling just how amazing his raw silky his hole truly is. One night after a sweaty session, I fingered my boy’s hole, slick with of my own fresh load, shot too quickly. We bluntly discussed his raw tight hole getting me off sooner than either of us would have liked. He told me he might have a solution, and he’d ask Brad, a buddy at work for advice. Brad and my boy had fucked regularly before we got serious. I knew he had a thick nine-inch monster dick from a very hot, safe, threeway we’d had a few years ago. We took turns pounding my boy into the mattress, and he loved it. Brad was one of the guys who convinced him to fuck with condoms especially if he was going to regularly get dicked by multiple guys. Although we’d never discussed it, I had seen Brad’s scorpion tattoo near his groin, and I suspected he was POZ. In fact, it turned me on sharing my boy’s hole, even safely, with this sexy hung guy. As hot as one safe cock stretching out my boy was, it was super sexy when he and his partner, Jim, had taken their turn my boy’s hole. Sadly, I’d missed out on that session, but heard that they, safely, used him very well that night. I asked my boy what Brad advised, and he had suggested a three-pronged approach: 1.) Have me wear a condom to fuck my boy to lessen how good his hole made me feel 2.) Get him regularly fucked my a hung guy, or guys, who could keep his hole cored out and loose. 3.) Getting me fucked by a few hung tops so my boy could use my own stretched-out ass too, taking the pressure off me from being the only top. To be continued…

I find this hot, I like to roll this way.....pump cum breed slap and go!

Really hot story. I’ve hacked off to it twice. Video porn is so boring and repetitious these days, but good, well-written porn can make me paint my nipples.

Had an old buddy show up late last night, drunk as hell and horny. He wanted to bottom for me and was being aggressive. He's a short fat bear, gruff and usually a top, but last night he was begging for my poz cock. First time he ever did that. So I obliged him- twice to be exact. And this morning, even though he wasn't as eager now that he was sober, I gave him load #3.

I've heard of this a couple of times over the years. Been to Berlin twice, at 22 and 30. I wasn't exactly innocent, but I've come a long way since 22, and wasn't single at 30 so I've still to really dive into the sleaze of the city. I'd definitely give this night a go on my next trip. Also really want to go to the FickstutenMarkt (Horse Fair Market) at least twice. Once as a stallion and once as a raw mare.

Telling other members to "give it a reprieve" is not respectful. It's trying to tell other people what they should and shouldn't post, IN A FORUM SPECIFICALLY DESIGNATED FOR POSTS ON THAT VERY TOPIC. If you call that "flaming", well,... snowflakes do have a tendency to melt in the slightest heat.

[think before following links] https://dn2.newtumbl.com/img/574798/72852650/1/102386084/nT_1rzy47q707xxsi9k0nut18rg.mp4 Would you service this stud!

Agree 100%! Bareback is the way to have sex. Condoms are a real turn-off, so when I get horny its all about bareback raw fucking. 😈

I remember my first anal orgasm. (I call them buttgasms, btw.) I was riding cowgirl and playing with my tits. It was SO intense the dude I was sitting on asked me if I was OK! LOL.

Dating apps are sometimes like online gambling: sometimes you hit the jackpot! I was alone at the pub, I fired up scruff and there was blank profile “looking for bj now”. He described himself as gl guy. No pics. But 20m away. He said across the road from the pub. He likes “slow and deep sucking”. Sure, I said. Crossed the road and walked up 2 flights of stairs and his door was ajar. The room was dark. I heard a voice say “by the window, you eyes will adjust soon”. Well, by the backlight of an outside street lamp I noticed he was naked, legs spread over the arms of a chair and unbelievably hot: in his 30s, blonde hair, covered in tattoos, hairless and amazing muscles with zero fat! Too good to be true. I dropped to my knees, tasted his cock which grew and hardened in my mouth, and went to work. He had on a cockring and his balls were drawn up to meet the ring. Underneath I knew I had access to his taint and hole so occasionally licked a bit lower. Yes, he loved that and promptly turned over in the chair and presented his hairless, welcoming hole to me. Yumm. After a thorough and deep rimming he flipped over again, grabbed my head and slowly fucked my mouth, slow and deep like he said. Pretty soon I got my reward: more salty than sweet and he allowed me to hold his cock in my throat for another minute. “Thanks mate, that was awesome, did you cum?” He said. I hadn’t, but I intend too next time, should I be so lucky.

[think before following links] https://www.boyfriendtv.com/videos/536934/teddy-called-to-the-rescue-to-fuck/ How would you like to be the btm in this vid!

Part 3 The next two weeks were busy with soccer games and an internship. I was able to get into the bar with some friends the following weekend, and even got picked up by a friend of a friend. The sex was okay, but it hadn’t been great. And that’s what had me wrestling in my own head. I jerked off twice a day every day those two weeks, and despite trying, not to, my thoughts always went back to that fuck at the bookstore. I kept picturing his bare cock buried in my hole, and standing in that booth totally naked. I felt ashamed that I’d been there, and didn’t want anyone to ever know. But eve time I jerked off, I felt turned on and this thrill about it. I kept picturing myself walking those dark hallways, imagining them clogged with silhouetted guys stroking their cocks. I can’t go back there, I told myself during the day. It’s not the place guys like me go. But what about that guy who fucked me? He had been hot! And seemed like a normal guy I could meet out. Why was he there? It had my thoughts spinning and my emotions in a jumble. What was worse was I couldn’t talk to anyone about it. At the bar that night, I’d occasionally hear jokes about the bookstore and going there for “last call” if you didn’t find any there at the bar. Was that what it was? But people. Made it sound like somewhere you didn’t want to be seen. So why did I find myself standing outside the store again two weeks later? That same lesbian bouncer was at the door, and I couldn’t join my friends inside. I had gone to a local straight bar where some guys from soccer hung out. I had some drinks and hung out for a few hours, but wasn’t enjoying the conversation and constant prodding to go talk to some girl or another. Some people are clueless. Finally I took off saying I was meeting some friends. So here I am, wearing a blue tank top, white shorts, and flips flops, my hair freshly cut short with a little flip in front. I am feeling good about how I look. So why am I sitting in my car outside the bookstore again?? But I am. My cock is tingling and my guts are tangled up. This time I saw a couple guys go inside that looked pretty normal. One left quickly with a bag, but the other was still inside. Was he in the back maze of rooms? We’re there others that came in through the back entrance? Finally I was on the move, inside the store, and headed to the back area that was glowing with neon again. The same clerk was there, and I tried to avoid eye contact as I paid and he handed me anther little bottle. The first one was still unopened in the bottom of a drawer at home. This time I took a minute to remove the wrapper and look at the bottle; it was the first time I noticed some little pill sitting at the bottom of the bottom, immersed in the liquid. I still don’t know what these are, but they made me really horny last time. I tucked them into my pocket. I noticed a bowl of condoms on the counter. I should grab a few, just in case. I’m not going to fuck tonight, but I should have one in case someone wants to rub my hole. I should probably wear one for a blowjob here. But the thought of sucking on a rubber was totally repulsive. And if I bought one, the clerk would know I might be fucking out back and throw me out. The guy who fucked me last time said we needed to avoid drawing attention. I don’t want to get fucked tonight anyway. I walked out back, my flip flops slapping sounded really loud here. I crossed the glowing threshold into the back hallways. But this time I didn’t linger in the doorway, but kept walking. Tonight seemed busier. There were a lot of red lights glowing over the doors, and I saw three guys walking or standing in the hallways as I moved. I was trying to see their faces without them seeing me at all. I didn’t want anyone to recognize me here. If someone looked up at me, I’d look away quick. One guy was standing in a hallway, his head turned away from me. But his body looked decent in a t-shirt and shorts. The other guys were wearing dress shirts and pants. I suddenly felt self conscious about how exposed I was — you could easily see my chest and abs under my loose fitting tank, and my booty shorts were cropped right below my crotch. I walked the first two hallways, and then turned a corner and entered the third. I never really explored back this far last time. There were fewer doors, and only a couple red lights glowing. But the doors were all open, and you could hear the porn playing. I walked by slower, looking inside those rooms. There were two guys sitting in their own booths, cocks out and stroking really slowly. I walked by nervously, then went back to see if I could see them more clearly. The lighting was really dim, even with the video screens. Someone passed me in the hallway, but he gave me the creeps when his hand brushed over my crotch — I pulled away instinctively. Because of him I didn’t get to see inside the booths any better than the first time, and it was a minute before I looped back again. The guy in the first booth was older and looked like he might be a bit rough, with a cropped beard, jeans, boots, and a buttoned shirt that was hanging open. He was burly, with a thick hairy chest and a bit of a gut. But he had this manly energy. He was stroking so I didn’t get a good look at his cock, and he didn’t look up at me as I walked by. The second guy was in the next booth. He was naked except for sneakers, which I thought was really weird. Do guys really just hang out naked here? I don’t think I could do that. He was tall and thin. He looked up as I passed. I turned around and walked by again a few seconds later; he was still looking at me, like he expected me. His hand was wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, his long cock rock hard standing straight up in the air, and his balls were poking out the top of his grip. I realized I was holding my breath. He motioned me inside. I hesitated, then walked by. I did the loop of three hallways, and found myself back at those two open doors again. The burly guy in the shirt and jeans was still watching his movie, ignoring me. But the naked guy had stood up, facing the door, and made direct eye contact with me. This time he just stroked his long cock slowly. It was enticing. This time I stopped in the doorway, captivated by the size of his cock. He motioned me inside again. I took a step forward. His body reminded me of a tennis player’s. He was somewhere in his late 30s or 40s, good looking. Oddly I thought he looked like someone my dad would be friends with. He motioned me inside again, that long cock calling. I stepped inside the booth, watching him stroke his cock ever so slowly. He wanted me to see it. I wanted to touch it. I reached out, and saw my hand was shaking. He let me put my hand on it. Fuck, it felt so warm! And it was girthier than I expected. Still longer and lean, but I didn’t expect it to be this thick. He didn’t reach out to me, but let me get used to holding his cock. He moaned a little as I squeezed for the first time. I noticed someone behind me. The creepy guy was back and standing in the doorway. I had the urge to bolt. What am I doing?? But the creepy guy was in the way. The naked lean guy moved at that moment, reached over, and closed the door on the creepy guy. Then he leaned back against the wall, showing off his cock again. This time he reached out and tugged at the front of my shorts. I hadn’t realized I was hard, but was suddenly aware of the pressure in my shorts. His hands sent sparks flying through me, and I shuddered. I had been holding my breath again, and it came out in a soft groan. My body released all its tension, and I felt like I was melting. Reading my reaction, he came closer, unbuttoned my shorts, and slipped them to the floor. He began caressing my cock, my balls, and then my ass. I just stood there letting the sensations wash over me. I closed my eyes. His hands moved under my tank top, exploring my pecs abs and pecs. “Very nice,” he said softly, his voice deep. “You are so damned hot.” He pulled my tank over my head and set it down on the plastic chair. “Much better.” My hand was unconsciously stroking his long cock. I looked down at it. I was enthralled. It had a domed head, and reminded me of those batons they direct traffic with at night. We were both standing there naked, him exploring my muscled angles of my body, and me holding my upright by gripping his hot cock. He bent his knees, and thrust his cock forward in my hand, the head poking my balls. Again I felt sparks go through my body as his cock pushed against my body. He did it again, more deliberate this time. He angled his tall body so his cock was now brushing up under my balls, between my thighs. “You play football,” he asked. “Soccer.” “That explains this body.” There was a thrill running through me. This guy thinks I’m hot. He. Appreciates my body. And he knows how to make it feel good. “Why don’t you suck it?” He said quietly. I crouched down, tentatively taking the long shaft. Could I swallow all this? The length was intimidating. “That’s it. That’s it, boy. Nice and slow. Enjoy it.” I was trying to, but I was feeling nervous again. I was naked, crouched in front of this stranger in a booth. There was a creepy guy outside the door. What am I doing here? “Just relax,” he said again. Was I that obvious? Did he know I was about to stand up and bolt? I decided to leave. I let his impressive cock fall out of my mouth and I stood up. Do I say I’’m leaving? Am I supposed to say thanks? Why do I say I’m leaving? Will he be mad at me? Probably. I took a step backward and was looking down to find my tank when his put a warm hand on my shoulder, and the other one moved under my nose. It was one of those bottles again. “Inhale. Relax.” I tried not to, but the bottle was was now up my nostril. “Inhale,” he said gain in that deep voice. It was a command. His thumb closed off my other nostril. “”Again,” he said. This time I got the full whiff. His hand pushed pressure on my shoulder, and I was then on my knees and started to devour his cock. My body felt amazingly warm, and I couldn’t get enough of his cock into my mouth to satisfy the sudden urge. I started going to town on his long shaft, despite it hitting the back of my throat. “That’s it. That’s what you want. You want to be a Cocksucker.” He was starting to moan a bit. “Suck it, boy.” I was amazed how hot his cock felt going in and out of my mouth. I licked the long shaft with my tongue, until he pushed my face deeper against his balls. “Lick them. That’s it. Lick my balls. Get those toxic juices boiling.” What did he mean? “Can you smell the load brewing in there? I bet you can. I bet you want it.” He shoved his cock back into my mouth. I didn’t resist. I was caught up in this guy’s energy. I liked that he had control. It was turning me on. What am I doing? As he was thrusting his cock into my mouth, choking me, I felt his body fold. Over mine. His hands were gl down the length of my back to my ass. He began caressing my ass with both his hands, kneeling the muscles. ”Such a hot body. Look at that ass. I was vaguely aware of the sound of a plastic snap, but didn’t think much of it. My hole suddenly felt very slick as his fingers deliberately pressed inside me. His long shaft popped out of my mouth, and my face was crushed against the hair in his crotch. I grunted as his slippery fingers penetrated my hole. It was kinda rough, but kinda a turn on. I need to leave, I suddenly thought, but that thought went no where. My ass had control of my body, and it was excited by what he was dong. I seemed like there were arms and legs all around me. He was moving around the small space, and started to maneuver me into a different position. I didn’t know how such a tall guy could fit in this little booth, let alone with another person. But he was managing it well enough. He seemed to be behind me now. He shoved the little bottle into my nostril again. “Take a good hit, boy. That’s it. Now one more.” He bent me forward, my arms and hands resting on the cold floor. It felt sticky. I didn’t care. He grabbed my hips and lifted them up. “Lift that ass, boy. Higher.” My head was swirling and I wanted to feel him so badly. My ass started grinding backward, instinctively searching for his cock. I actually had to stretch my legs and get on my toes in order to lift my ass to the level of his cock. He gave a malicious laugh, “That’s it boy. Work for that cock. Show me. What that hot muscle body can do for it.” I was in this weird triangular position, up on my toes and hands. He pushed his cock against my hole. I shuddered, feeling the heat of the head. He kept going, a firm pressure pushing my hole open. I grunted and yelped at the same time. As he opened me up, my head flung back, and I saw stars. He didn’t waste time. He was pumping his long cock in and out of my ass,. I was grunting. Each time it went deep. Fuck that was a long cock! I opened my eyes. I was facing the floor, my flip flop in front of my, and I could see a corner of my shirt to my left. How did I end up here? “You like that cock, boy?” “Oh fuck yes.” He pounded my ass hard in response. I moaned louder than I should have. He didn’t seem to care about how loud we were. “Fuck, boy, you. Have my juices boiling. Can you feel it? Feel the toxins boiling in my balls. What do you want , boy?” “Fuck me! Please fuck me.” “Yeah. That’s a good cumdump . You are a cumdump, boy.” My legs were starting to shake from the strain of hollowing this wired angled position. All my weight resting on my toes and hands. But his cock felt so amazing. I wanted him to keep fucking me. His thrusts were long and deep, and he had a fast rhythm. My legs ached. My ass wanted so much more. I kept moaning as he used me. “It’s cumming, boy. That load is cumming. You want. That load, don’t you? You want to feel it.” No! I don’t want it inside me! “YES!! Fuck me! Whatever you want!” Now the sound of flesh pounding flesh was ringing through the booth. I yelped, “ah!! Ah! ! ah!” Each time he pounded against my smooth bare ass. I needed to collapse. And relieve my aching legs, but he was relentless. “Fuuuuuuuccckkkkkkk,” he growled. He planted his cock deep inside me. His body was shaking with the release, and it sent shivers through me. He pulled his cock out. I suddenly felt very empty, realizing just how filling his cock had been. All the warmth I’d been feeling with him plugged into me was draining away, and I collapsed on the floor. What the fuck? Who am I? I’m laying naked on this. Disgusting floor. Nice guys like me don’t do. This. I should be at the bar with friends, feeling sexy in my cute outfit, laughing and cruising guys. But I’m here, laying totally naked on a sticky floor in some shithole of a bookstore. My body was covered in sweat, and I was breathing hard from the exertion of holding. That position. My legs still ached. But my ass… My ass was radiating sheer ecstasy. It felt so amazing that it washed away any other feelings. He was caressing my ass, and slapped his cock against it a couple times. “Fuck, boy. You’re loaded. How’s that feel?” I felt oddly sexy. I felt incredible. “Fuck that was amazing,” I said. What part of me was saying that?? “Good, boy.” He said in that deep voice. He was standing up, pulling on clothes for the first time since I’d seen him. He dressed quickly, reached down, and parted my ass cheeks just as I was starting to get off the floor. Damn my legs hurt. But the feeling of his hands on my ass again made me get into an all fours position. He growled with delight. “Look at that, boy. You’re a natural.” He brushed his fingers around my hole; it felt really wet an sticky. I moaned quietly. He slapped my ass. He stood up and I heard the door handle click. “Happy hunting! That load is gonna make you even more popular tonight.”

Chapter II. We played the next couple of days more than we had in a while, and each time, I bagged up and lasted longer. It was like our former passionate fuckfests were back again. It felt like his hole was looser than it had been in a while too. We fucked daily, and I shot big loads nightly into those condoms. I even got a dildo, a good three inches longer than my cock, and I worked it in his hole before fucking him. He was steadily getting looser. Towards the end of the week, I asked if he was going to see about getting some hung dick to open him up more than the dildo could. He blushed and confessed that Brad had been fucking him every day over their lunch break. I ate his ass and worked the new dildo into his hole as he told me about his weekday sessions. My boy’s story was so hot that I put on a condom, and slid inside, slowly fucking him so as not to cum too soon. My boy told me that during lunch on Monday, Brad had bent him over his desk and pulled his pants down. He was so hot to fuck my boy again that he didn’t even fully undress! In fact, he was in such a hurry that he nearly forgot to put on a condom. My boy had to remind him that he was there to get his hole stretched, not to take loads. My boy continued his story as I played with his hole. I loved how loose he stretched-out hole felt on my bagged-up cock. I’d work a finger inside my boy along my dick as he went on. My boy moaned as he described Tuesday’s session. Brad railed him in the warehouse, safely wrapped with an XL rubber. Another worker stumbled on them and watched the whole thing. After Brad pulled out, the worker asked if he could join in their next lunchtime session. I recognized the name of the warehouse worker, Adam, as being one of the foremen, and I knew he was tall and muscular from seeing him at holiday parties. That Wednesday, Adam watched as Brad lubed my boy up and fucked him, safely. Adam got close and held my boy’s cheeks apart for Brad to fuck. When Brad came in the condom, Adam pulled it off and drizzled his POZ seed into my boy’s opened hole, and slid in raw, lubed up with Brad’s cum as fucked it into my boy, filling him with his own seed. He inseminated my boy. After that, they decided that condoms wouldn’t be needed again. That night, I’d fucked their loads deeper into my boy’s guts without knowing it. My boy told me that he felt safe taking loads, with me rubbered-up it wasn’t like he was putting me at risk. His slimy stretched out pussy felt amazing, even through my condom. Brad and Adam repeated the rawfucking feat on Thursday, skipping condoms altogether, both Brad and Adam breeding him after taking turns coring out my boy’s recently tight hole. And now, Thursday night, here I was churning those loads in my boy’s guts with my own safe cock. I couldn’t help but shoot a huge load into the rubber reservoir. My boy poured my cum into his gooey hole and fingered himself, suggested I visit for some extra special lunchtime activities. I made sure to clear my schedule for the following afternoon. On Friday, Brad’s partner visited to bring lunch. I’d hadn’t met Jim before, but had heard he was just as hung as Brad. As he shook my hand, I shuddered when I saw the red biohazard tattoo back of his right hand. I knew Jim was just as POZ as his partner. My boy had reserved the conference room, and Jim had brought along some toys. Adam stripped my boy down and handed me a box of condoms with a wink, saying, ‘These are just for you.’ Brad bent my boy over the table as Jim lubed up an obscenely big dildo. He worked in into my boy’s hole as Adam kept his cheeks spread wide. I couldn’t help but jerk off, seeing these three guys open up my boy, his hairy pussy on display for us all to see. Brad smiled at me explaining, ‘We big guys want to last a few minutes too.’ Stretching him out helped them enjoy their bare fucks longer before getting their nut too. Brad went first. It was so hot seeing his beercan-thick cock spread my boy’s hole wide. I loved seeing Jim’s tattooed hand holding and caressing his man’s balls as they slammed into my boy. When Brad came, he came deep. Brad planted his seed so deep inside that none poured out when he pulled back. Jim took his place and took his time. He started with my boy in the same position, face down bent over the table. Jim had him flip over onto his back, never pulling out. This meant that my boy needed me to stand on one side and hold his legs back so Jim could really pound deep. He lasted a respectable amount of time and shot his POZ load deep inside my boy too. Jim pulled out and I helped my boy relax his legs for a moment. Adam sat in a big leather chair and pointed his big raw cock right up in the air. He begged me over and had me hold his cock while my boy sat right down on it. My boy’s pussy was well and truly opened up, so he took delight in sinking all the way down on it. Adam chuckled something about digging for oil, and I realized what he meant as I saw globs of Brad and Jim’s mixed cum drooling down Adam’s big cock. As I sat on the floor guiding Adam into my boy, Jim rearranged me onto all fours, so my ass was up in the air. Brad smeared some of their leaking seed onto his fingers and started working into my hole saying, ‘You know, if you take our cum you can go back to fucking your boy raw, like all of us. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?’ I couldn’t help but think it would be amazing. I let Jim finger my ass as I lapped at Adam’s big full balls. Adam concentrated on getting his load into my boy and really took his time. My boy’s legs were wearing out and he was covered in a sheen of sweat as the third big dick of the day stretched him out. When he couldn’t take it anymore, Adam relented and rewarded him with a big load shot very deeply. When he pulled out, his cock was covered in mixed clotted cum. He winked at me again. Brad and Jim got my boy back into his first position, face down leaning over the edge of the table. Jim guided my hips to my boy’s ass and Brad held the base of my condom-covered cock. Jim eased up behind me and I could feel his heat and his massive cock sticky with seed. When I fucked forward, Jim got closer to me. To pull out, I was backing onto his raw cummy cock. He slipped inside me, greased up with so much sperm. It only hurt for a minute before feeling deeply satisfying. I let out a guttural moan, and my boy grinned up at me, groaning, ‘Those big raw cocks feel so good, don’t they?’ I couldn’t help but agree. Brad still had his hand gripping the rubber ring at the base of my cock. He kept working a finger underneath, slowly rolling it up. Eventually the rubber was rolled up just around my cockhead. ‘It’s time,’ he said. Jim and Adam’s hand met Brad’s and they pulled that condom off my cock, where it was sucked inside my boy’s gaping pussy. It looked so hot seeing that biohazard-tattooed hand prying off the last barrier of protection off my cock. Feeling their spunk and how loose my boy’s cunt was felt so good. I was able to hold off cumming too soon before I felt Jim, deep inside me, growing. His cock got even bigger, balls-deep inside me, and then I felt a wet warmth spreading deep in my guts. Jim had just gushed his wet POZ load deep in my hole. We got ourselves together and cleaned up, only a little sweaty. Both my boy and I slowly leaked their cum as we went out for a beer and a late lunch. We sat around a booth, Jim, me, Brad, my boy, and Adam. I realized that Brad had one finger inside both me and my boy as we ordered our meal. Brad asked if I was happier with my boy’s stretched-out hole, and I eagerly nodded, thanking them for stretching us both out. Brad turned to my boy and asked if he was ready to start fucking me now, my own stretched-out hole now hungry for raw cock. My boy nodded and told me he couldn’t wait to get my hole stretched out and filled up by other hung buddies too. At the end of the day, he was also worried about cumming too soon when fucking me! Brad grinned saying, ‘I think we need to keep you boys both stretched out and cum-filled.’ My boy looked at me, silently pleading me to say yes. And I did. Our buddies now keep our holes stretched open, ready for raw use by any number of men. And thanks to Brad and Jim, we both regularly take raw POZ cock and cum. That, right there, is the key to a happy relationship.

I went to a different sauna to usual to try it out - knew it was meant to be quieter with an older crowd but thought it was worth a try. The bar was at the front door then the locker room - then downstairs was where the real action started. I got changed and stopped for a drink while I calmed myself. There were a couple of bears, a twink and an old guy in the corner. I turned to the bears and asked if they came here often. One replied - about once a month. The other said - I'm here more often - feels like Old Dean in the corner is here all the time though! Always here when I am. The twink sensing gossip said yeh - hear he comes here every day - always wants in my ass but he's not getting it - he's pozzed up loads of drunk lads on their way home. I felt a bit uncomfortable about them gossiping about someone who was in the room but he didn't seem to mind. "yeh - they don't ask and they love Old Dean's cock" said the guy himself. Once I'd finished my drink I asked where you get the supplies from and they said just ask at the front desk. So I went up and asked for some lube and to buy poppers. The clerk winked and said "no condoms?". I felt embarrassed and said "oh yeh, of course those too". I went through the curtain to the changing rooms, and sensing there was guys behind me lubed my hole and went down the stairs. I was walking towards the darkroom sniffing the poppers in preparation when the twink said "wanna fuck me" and I was like "no sorry mate strictly bottom". I knelt on the bench in the darkroom ass in the air and only moments latter a huge stiff cock invaded it. Know knowing who it was but he was real skinny. I moaned in pleasure as he picked up the pace - I wimpered saying "yeh breed me" and he replied grunting as he shot his load "yeh take Old Deans poz load" One of the bears came in and took his place saying Old Dean pozzed me too and now I'm continuing work - I yelled out "breed me sir" the combination of bear, poz cum and poppers getting the better of me. He pounded me harder and harder until he shot his load. Once I left the darkroom the twink looked out from a cabin and said "wow disgusting taking that old mans load" but I didn't mind - I needed to get the dirt in me

Had the restaurant guy text me earlier asking to come over after his shift. Of course I was more than willing to be his daddy again. When he shows up I noticed he hadn't shaved his cheeks since I saw him last. He laughed and said he was growing it just for me. I started him off sucking my cock, had him get naked for me as we moved to the bedroom, and after a minute of licking his hairy ass I fucked him doggie style until I nutted as deep in him as I could. He got off being called my cum dump and daddy's slut, as I could feel him clamp down every time I called him a name. Like the last time, after I pulled my cock out of him I sucked his hard cock as I aggressively fingered his cummy hole with 2 and 3 fingers. He blew a huge load in my mouth, which I shared with him when I went up to kiss him. We slept about an hour before he headed home, and I just finished eating the food he brought for me. Lol

Last night. Guys profile name was "Looking for 🍑" First line of his description: If I am online, I am looking to fuck now. Unless you are ready to take my cock, do not hit me up. I was ready. I told him he could have my hole bareback no questions asked right now. His response: Dude, I'm at work. (it was 3 AM) It's not just people don't read profiles. It's people don't check their profile regularly to make sure the info is correct.

I have a very strong foot fetish so much so that I can’t pass a guy in flip flops in the warmer months without staring down to check out his feet. It’s practically debilitating. Here are mine.

Zach I’ve been feeling crappy off and on for the past year, I may even be the source of an epidemic in my small town. I graduated last May from high school and will soon be heading off to college, where I will no doubt, begin a new round of infections. I’m 19 now and I’m a total slut, pig, whore whatever you choose to call me, oh and I have a taste for daddies I think my obsession with older guys started when I was doing competitive swimming as a youth, the coach would play us video tapes of athletes like Marc Spitz and Greg Louganis to train us and to give us inspiration in our swimming and diving, I was glad the warm up pants were a bit baggy as I always ended up with a raging hard on. I also guess that is when I internally started realizing and accepting I was gay although I kept it to myself. Now I have always been athletic although I really don’t like sports all that much other than swimming, wrestling and weight lifting. I have kept myself in shape and have proven to be outdoorsy, hiking, camping, and generally being at home in the outdoors, doing activities. I remember back when I was in my mid tens going camping with the family, including my Uncle and his boyfriend and I overheard my uncle talking “so when do you think he’ll come out?” they were talking about me of course. Now my family is pretty liberal and being gay isn’t a big problem with them, but I still stayed in the closet till just before my eighteenth birthday, when I finally decided it was time. Their reaction was “so, this is a revelation” coming out to my parents was easy. Coming out to my best friend since fourth grade was more difficult for me at least, his reaction was “so I’m straight but this doesn’t change anything, our bromance can continue the way it always has” he said with a wink and a smile. On my eighteenth birthday we were buzzed from some really good bud and I leaned over and planted a wet one on his lips, he returned the kiss and we soon were into a hot make out session for about 5 minutes before he pulled away “ok, that never happened, it was the weed, and it won’t happen again” I was a bit crushed but I knew what he was implying, I headed home to my surprise birthday party and pretended I was surprised, I got some cool birthday presents, but the one that piqued my interest the most was getting my own tablet, no more having to share with my sister and brother. As the festivities wound down I retired to my room and proceeded to set up the tablet complete with hidden profile, password protected of course. After getting things set up I connected to the internet and googled “raunchy Gay Sex” picking a site I began watching hardcore porn, the first one showed a guy surrounded by several other men taking a cock in his ass while the other men jerked, pissed and feed him their cocks. I was excited and intrigued, that was how I wanted sex. I spent a good portion of my free time jerking to different videos over the next week, after school I would rush to my room and lock the door, pull out my tablet and put on dirty movies. About three weeks later mom was reminding me not to plan anything for the following weekend as my Uncle was getting married to his partner. I was hoping that being a gay wedding there might be some hot gay guys who might fulfill my fantasies. The day of the Wedding came, and I adorned a black tee shirt and a blue and white striped dress shirt to wear over it unbuttoned so I would look cool. My family and I arrived early and there were a small amount of people mingling and then I spotted him, a handsome daddy bear about early 40’s apparently helping out with the preparations, was taking pictures for my mom so I tried not to be too conspicuous about cruising the guy, but I stayed within eyesight of the daddy. As more guest arrived it became a little harder to cruise him but easier since I was able to get more picture, which allowed me to get closer to him until we were standing next to each other, we exchanged polite small talk, enough to find out he was indeed helping the wedding coordinator and was a friend of my uncle. I noticed he visited the bathroom frequently and I began developing a plan to get him alone and in a compromising position. I handed my mom the camera and headed to the small bathroom, locked the door and pulled up Facebook on my phone, I clicked on my Uncles partner’s page and scanned through is friends to see if the hot daddy was listed, there he was, my heart was pumping and I was hoping he was interested in younger guys. The ceremony was short and sweet, even though I was on the opposite side of the room I kept the daddy in my sights. There was a short break while photos were taken, papers signed and such then the grooms were ushered in to start the buffet line. Soon the whole party was focused on food and drink, lucky for me my family choose a table where I could see him clearly, I went for seconds, and then back for more, after all I’m a growing youth. The second time I came back for more I noticed he got up from his table , but didn’t grab his plate to refill it so I slipped into the bathroom, and stood behind the partition that separated the sink from the toilet. I wait and hoped he would come in, I heard someone push open the door, I peeked as they were latching it, and it was him, he stepped to the sink and quickly washed his hands, as he dried them I stepped out and pressed myself into him, our lips met and he was soon returning the kiss. He protested a bit saying that there was our friends just on the other side of the door, and that he really had to pee. This was my chance I sat down on the toilet and took his semi hard cock into my mouth, I was living out my kinky fantasy, he asked me if I was sure, I nodded and his stream began to flow into my mouth, it was acrid and sweet at the same time. My cock began to get rock hard as he finished pissing in my mouth, I undid my pants and fished it out stroking it as I started giving him my first real blowjob, I had practiced on vegetables and hot dogs and such but this was the first real cock sliding down my throat, I gagged a little and when I had him all slobbered up I quickly stood up and turned around, directing that throbbing piece of meat at my unlubed and virgin hole. I pushed back and the head breached my opening, fireworks of pain shot through me, he grabbed my hips and held me still. At first I thought he was going to pull out, but then I felt his cock twitch the slid another inch in the back out then in again a little deeper, the pain began to turn to pure pleasure as he did this one more time then slammed his cock into my grasping hole. He began fucking me in earnest and had to put a hand over my mouth to help keep me quiet. He pumped me hard I could feel myself getting wetter then I realized his precum was flowing into me, then he grunted and flooded my gut with his seed. His slow gyrations stated up again and he started a new round of thrust hitting my prostate repeatedly causing me to shoot my load onto the toilet seat cover which then puddled into small lakes of semen. He pulled out with a plop and I bent over and slurped the puddles of cum up, presenting my ass to him which he then feltched eating some of his cum from my hole, I turned around and took his slimy cock into my mouth and cleaned off the mess my ass had left there. I stood and kissed him, taking in the taste of my ass while sharing the cum and juices which were still lingering in my mouth. I slipped him my name, number and e-mail and hid behind the partition again as he slipped out the door. I exited a few moments later, returning to my family with a full gut of cum, stopping at the buffet on the way to grab a slider to hide the scent of the sex on my breath. We exchanged glances back and forth but no one was the wiser of our tryst. I left shortly after the cake cutting with my family, riding in the car I could feel cum slowly oozing into my underwear, I was hoping it wouldn’t make a spot in my jeans. Upon arriving home I rushed ahead of my family upstairs and into my room stopping in the bathroom for a quick evaluation of my rear, my shorts were sticky with cum and ass juices along with spots of blood. As I got to my room, without running into either sibling I locked the door and pulled out a small plug I had purchased a few days before, running it up and down my crack to lube it with cum that had escaped then shoved it into my hole, my sphincter gripped the invader by the indent in the shaft, thus sealing my hole from further leakage, I threw on a clean pair of underwear and a pair of basketball shorts and headed downstairs. After watching television with the family for a couple hours I headed back to my room and pulling my used pair of boxers to my face took in the scent of daddies cum and jerked off, falling asleep shortly after blasting out my load. A few days later I was hanging with a buddy at school, and my best friend came by and greeted us both, and the three of us began walking towards the gym and locker-room, they were both on sports teams so I walked them to practice. As they changed into their uniforms I noticed that there was a new assistant coach wandering through the locker-room. I inquired and they told me he was the new assistant coach just out of college. He smiled at us as he passed by, I smiled back and excused myself from my friends, I followed him back to his small office “Err um coach I was just curious if you might have some time to talk” “Sure, what sport you interested in” As he turned around I grabbed my crotch and winked, the hot coach stammered then walked over and closed and locked the door. Coach began rubbing my crotch as I leaned in and began kissing him, I soon had the hot young coach on his back and was pounding his hole with my 7.5 inch stud pounder, I was soon filling him with my 18yo teen boy cum. After having sex with the hot young coach, his boss looked mighty hot, although he was a little more work to get him into my pants and me his. About a month after the wedding I came down with a flu which kept me out of school for almost a week. As sick as I was I still wanted our weekly meetings with each coach flip fucking with the older one and pounding away at the younger one’s sweet mancunt. Three weeks later we were in the final games leading into the playoffs and several players were getting sick with the flu, the coach had been ill a couple weeks after me and so it went the epidemic started and I decided I should lay low for a bit, especially after going over to the next town where nobody knew me and purchased a home HIV test kit. After using it to test myself I put the numbers together I had been infected at the wedding, I in turn infected both coaches who were fooling around with several of the players, who were also banging their girlfriends and boyfriends. I also infected my best friend when we were buzzed one night I talked him into fucking me then I fucked him in return all before I tested. So now my little home town has had an outbreak of HIV and health officials are baffled since no one is talking about who they fucked or let fuck them

The Copper Pozzes Me, Part 2 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was greedily sucking his cock when he ordered me to strip, which I did in a flash. My own cock was hard and straining as he felt me up, saying "Nice one." I leaned-over the table and saying "Take me - plow my ass with your big truncheon." He placed his hard raw cock at the entrance to my hole. My ass twitched at the thought he spit on his hand rubbed my hole with his spit then proceeded to enter me. Oh, the euphoria of taking raw cock in ass! All I kept saying was 'Fuck me, fuck me. Please." the PC asked if I was sure. I panted-out my reply "Please, please, just do it." He began pounding my butt. I moaned in ecstasy. A big cock was pounding my hole. A big cock was fucking me hard making my rigid cock rub up against the table top. All I could do was grunt and say "Fuck me hard. Fuck me raw." After a few minutes the PC grunted "I'm about to cum" to which I grunted my reply, "Give it me, man." He announced his orgasm saying "I'm cumming!" and "Take my toxic jizz in to your ass, bitch!" I replied "I want it! Give it to me!" With his few final thrusts, I felt him unload in my ass. By this time I had also shot my wad, but I didn't care. He pulled out his cock still dripping I bent down and suck his cock clean. I tasted some blood on his cock, so I knew and hoped I had been bred. "There you go, fucker" he said as he hurried pulled up his pants and adjusted his uniform. I stood-up, and in a state of euphoria said "Anytime, Sir." He smiled, saying he had to go. I licked up all my cum that was smeared on the table top, and then showered. A few weeks later I felt ill - really ill, so I went to the doctor. He took some blood which came back negative at that time, but he recommended I return in a few months for further tests. The next test came back poz. My mind was a whirl of emotions. Euphoria, yet sadness as well. When I got back to my flat I left a message for the PC who rang me back, cutting me short by saying simply that he wanted to see me again. I assented to his proposal, and suggested he drop by after his shift. Upon his arrival, I told him the news. He kissed me greedily then said "I have a surprise for you as he opened the door to my flat, and in walked my ex BF. "What the fuck?" I snarled, "What is he doing here ?" Then, to my shock, my ex and the copper kissed deeply, long and hard. The PC explained "This has been a set-up, Mate, to get you to join our club." I sat down, shocked, listening to how they had planned the entire undertaking. They wanted me to serve as their fuck toy from then on. They both smiled, approached me, removed my clothing, until I stood naked. They also stripped, presenting themselves for my adoration. How could I refuse? We now live as poz trio, picking-up and pozzing neg asses. I am very happy and content. I have the best life in the world with my two poz fuck buddies. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MORE STORIES SOON ENJOY XXX

I have attended my share of weddings in my 48 years: family, friends and the occasional plus one of someone I was dating to an obscure relative or friend I really didn’t know. With the recent decision of the SCOTUS, I have now attended three gay weddings in the last year. Weddings are what they are: a couple saying words of commitment then the party is on. The wedding this past Saturday was no different. What was different was I was helping my fiancé, who was serving as the wedding coordinator, just to make sure the events went off without a hitch. We arrived early to help get things set up and arraigned various aspects that would lend to a smoother progression of events throughout the evening. We finished preparations early and even went for a sandwich at the corner deli, upon returning to the venue and devouring our lunch, other pieces began to arrive, chairs, flowers, band etc. Then the guest began to trickle in. Most were your typical friends and family of the grooms, and to be honest, most didn't catch my eye until, that is, a cute young man walked in with his mom, dad and sister. I wasn’t sure who he was but it was obvious by the people he was mingling with he was related to one of the grooms. He stood just under 6’ and had the typical haircut that so many young men wear today, short on the sides and longer on top, combed over to one side and spiked in the front. He was adorable. It was about thirty minutes to the beginning of the ceremony and after circulating a bit taking care of last minute details I realized the young man seemed to be watching me. I was flattered. I am a 6’ tall, and weigh in somewhere just shy of 200 pounds. Most of me is muscle, and I'm generally well-proportioned, although due to the combination of meds I do have a disproportionate ring of fat around my waist, which gives me a slight belly. Although I consider myself reasonably attractive, most young men wouldn’t give me the time of day. Anyhow, with a couple of discrete questions, I learned the young guy's name was Zach, that had turned 18 just a few weeks earlier, and that he was a nephew of one of the grooms. The boy kept checking me out and I had to stifle my inclination to ask him "Who's your daddy?" Clearly a good call considering where we were, and that he was there with his family. The ceremony wrapped up and the happy couple began to circulate after signing the required legal documents, and after some time, they finally made it to the buffet line and heavy appetizers began to be consumed. I waited until most of the guests had had a chance to begin eating before making a plate for myself then sitting down to eat. I had noticed that Zach had positioned himself so he could watch me eat from his position at his table. I consumed my portion and noticed he had gone back for seconds, so I got up and went back to the buffet to find him chowing down on a couple sliders. “Hey, how’s it going?” he asked between bites. “Going smoothly. Having a good time?” “Yeah, but I could be having more fun, if you know what I mean.” He seemed to blush a bit with his boldness. I just smiled and took my food back to my table, noticing, however, that Zach was still watching me, almost stalking me. Frankly, the kid's attentions were leaving me with a hard-on. After I was finished eating, I noticed went to the restroom to wash up, noticing Zach had disappeared. I figured he had found someone else who was more receptive to his invitation. I entered the small, single occupant restroom, I turned and locked the door, and stepped-up to the sink to wash up only to find Zach standing in front of me. He had hidden behind the short wall that separated the sink from the toilet and been waiting for me to enter. “So, does Daddy want to have some fun?” “Ummm, Zach, there’s a whole room of people out there.” “So there is just us in here.” He began to grope my hardening cock within my pants, as his lips brushed mine, returned the kiss and slide around the boy to the sink, to wash my hands of the food particles. Washing my hands only made me have to pee. “Zach I have to piss if you don’t mind.” He suddenly plopped onto the toilet seat and quickly unzipped my pants and my semi hard cock was in his mouth. “You sure about this?" I asked. He nodded, and with a little concentration I let the stream begin to flow. He tightened his lips around my shaft and gulped down every drop. When he felt the stream end he began to work his mouth up and down the now hardening shaft until I was fully erect and oozing dirty precum down his throat. He worked my shaft as I began to moan, trying to be quiet so as not to alert the other guests. Somehow, meanwhile, Zach had undone his belt and pants and was stroking his impressive member, and when my cock was wet and slimy from his oral attention, he suddenly stood up and turned around, pinning me against the wall then guided my erect rod into his hole, backing-up slowly onto my shaft. Soon he had fully impaled himself on my tool. Then he began to pleasure himself (and, admittedly me), by bracing himself on the toilet tank and gyrating on my throbbing member. I worked myself it in and out of his tight hole noticing some red on my shaft. I figured that, with only spit for lube, Zach had ripped his hole. But even so, he hid his discomfort and urged me on. I began pounding into the willing boy and had to put a hand over his mouth to keep him quiet, his hole massaging my shaft as I repeatedly slid in and out. I wasn’t going to last long and felt my cream boiling up from my balls, as my shaft swelled up and became just a little harder. I made a final thrust into his hole, my cock throbbing as I filled Zach with my toxic seed, blast after blast coating his internal walls. As the flow of seed began to dwindle I resumed my pounding and worked the cream into his intestinal walls. As his ass began to spasm, he shot ropes of cum onto the toilet seat cover, and my second load shot into his ass, filling him with more toxic jism. I pulled out, and he immediately spun around and cleaned off the ass juice, blood, and semen from my deflating tool, he also proudly made it a point to show me his wreaked hole. Before we dressed, he licked his cream from the seat cover, and I leaned over and licked the cum from his hole, tasting his sweet teen ass. He wiped his hole then pulled up and adjusted his pants, as I was doing the same to mine. When he kissed me in thanks, there was the taste of his cream on his lips, and I shared with him some of his ass juices. Then we fixed our clothing, and washed-up a bit. Just before we left the restroom Zach slipped me a card on which he had provided his name, number, and e-mail. As I exited, he slid behind the partition, discretely joining the party a few minutes later. As he and his family were leaving, after the cake cutting he whispered “Thanks for taking my cherry. Hope to hear from you, Daddy.” If he only knew what I had left behind in his rectum.

My head hurts. I don't know why I have migraines on Sundays, but it happens about every other week, hangover probably isn't helping. I guess I fell asleep on the couch again, slept wrong, so groggy, so sore. Well, I went out last night and I guess I drank too much, I don't remember how I got home, but I'm glad I got home safe. I need to get up and move, take a piss. I noticed I fell asleep with my contacts in, it always takes a couple minutes before my eyes get a chance to reopen. I started moving my eyes while they're still closed, I started to run my hands down my face and a sharp pinch jolted me when my palm pressed on my nose. Did I get punched? I gingerly started feeling my nose. The pain made my eyes start to water so I can try looking, no bruising or blood, but I saw something silvery out of the corner of my eye. I knew something had happened. I started to roll out of the couch, my body was aching all over, my legs were a bit wobbly. I needed to get to the bathroom to see what had happened. As I was starting to straighten up, my chest and back started to itch as I slogged to the bathroom. I turned the corner and was stunned. It wasn't me in the mirror. There was this punk version of me. I saw a mostly shaved head, except for a dark red Mohawk. The shine below my nose was a thick nose ring and matching rings in my earlobes. Then it dawned on me, the itching, the soreness. Quickly I peeled off my tee shirt, and a sharp snag on my chest made me recoil in pain. After a second I was able to see the cause: my right nipple was now pierced too and a large tattoo encircled it. It took me a moment to recognize it- a biohazard symbol. I panicked, realizing my back itched too, I spun around and contorted to try seeing what was behind me. In the mirror, it was an even larger and colorful tattoo, a biohazard symbol with the word 'POZ' above it and 'whore' below it. I stood there breathless. A lot happened last night, more than just getting drunk and blacking out. The pressure in my bladder reminded me I had to piss again. I unzipped my jeans and reached to displace my briefs... I felt leather. I let my jeans drop to the floor. I was wearing a leather jock strap. I shook my head in disbelief. I still needed to pee so I pulled down the jock pouch, started to relax to urinate and then I felt some other new pressure coming from my asshole. As I stood there urinating in the toilet, I spread my legs a little and reached back with my left hand to feel the base of a butt plug. This wasn't a good sign. I pulled the jock strap all the way off and squatted down. I had to get this plug out of me. I beared down and the rubber plug started moving, and I gently pulled on it with a free hand. It got to the point that it just snapped out of me. The sudden release made my cock jump and spurt out some precum onto the leather jockstrap I just peeled off and dropped on the floor. I picked up the plug and looked at it- it was covered in thickened lightly pinkish goo. I stood back up in disbelief, dropped the plug in the sink and walked away. My hole started to clench back up and my cock was at full attention. Between my hole feeling empty and used to the plug that was inside me and a case of morning wood, I had to rub a load out, so I walked back to the living room to put some porn. I threw in my favorite gangbang flick and plopped back on the couch. As the video started loading up, I saw new dvd case on my coffee table, it had a hand-drawn biohazard sign in sharpie on it. Curious, I picked it up and opened up the case, and found a folded paper note in it. It read: "Last night you said you hated the bar whores, mostly because you wish you could be more like them. Your wish was our command. Enjoy ALL of your Gifts!" followed by another biohazard sign.

Hey, Started having gay sex about 2 months ago and it was bareback. Ever since then, all I can think about is taking loads. I’m talking all the time. After having sex with 2 guys on GRINDR I had my first gangbang with about 8 guys - all bareback. I had another gangbang last weekend and have been hooking up with about 5 guys every week through GRINDR or BBRT. It’s almost like the more loads I take, the more I want, and it keeps escalating. I’m worried about what will happen when COVID ends, because I keep on researching Cumunion, MAL, and the US horse festival (want to be the one in the red hood), and I don’t think I can control it. I’m on PREP and have my vaccinations, and I love the feeling of being a submissive slut and having my holes filled and pumped with cum. But, this seems out of control. Has this happened to anyone else? Thoughts? Lucas

It's all about the top cum. Mine is not important at all as long as I get breed deep.

Yes I have gotten that feeling before too. Usually when a top is fucking me right (hard and deep) it forces a small amount of air inside so after he unloads inside of me, it naturally comes out a bit. When I was 18 and working at the bathhouse I was flirting with an older daddy who was a co-worker and he said he wanted me when we got off shift. We went up to the party room that had a king bed and no doors, I had told him that I was curious about bondage so he put a gag in my mouth and a blindfold on me. He had me lay on my back and flip my legs up over my head, he tied my legs to the headboard and then my hands to my ankles. He lubed up my firm ass and then went to work on it with his decent sized tool. What I didn't know at the time was that his plan was to whore out my ass that night to other guys at the bathhouse. When he finished in me he pulled out, not even 5 seconds later another cock was sliding into my freshly used hole. He proceeded to pound me and cum deep, then another and another.... I must have taken at least 13 different men and their hot seed that night. I really remember that towards the end I felt uncomfortably full. They were fucking me one right after the other and I really didn't have time to expel any of the previous loads. When they had all finished my stomach had really bad cramps and I felt like I was going to explode. My daddy co-worker came back in and untied me, removed the blindfold and gag. My first words were FU*K, that was hot. I then literally hobbled to the toilet holding my ass cheeks closed with my hands, I didn't even have time to close the stall door! I must have sat there a good 5 minutes while all of that cum flowed out of my ass. It may have hurt a little but it was still one of the best nights of my life!

Delicious

OMG there are too many! Han Solo, Rick Deckard (Blade runner), Henry Jones (both sr and jr (aka Indy) and his son, yep a threesome with three generations of Jones family) 😈 Din Djarin (aka Mando), Dr. Pershing, Mayfeld (Mandalorian) And dozen of GoT characters

I've never asked a bottom if he wants my seed. The fact that my raw cock is thrusting up his ass means the deal has been sealed. When I shoot I order him to take my sperm deep in his ass and be fucking grateful that I'm breeding him - it's what most bottoms need to hear.

Part Twenty One My mind was gone. The drugs in my drink, the conditioning he had used and the fact that secretly I had lusted after Sammy all came crashing down at the same time. I worshiped his cock like a fucking slut, wantonly just slathering it with my tongue, moaning at it;s thickness, it's heat...just it's existence. He just watched, stood there with a smile, watching me debase myself trying to bring him pleasure. Why did this kid have this kind of power over me? What was it that made me buckle inside just looking at him. He put a hand on my head and I knew what was coming next. It was the exact thing I would have done, the exact lesson I would have taught. He pressed my head down on that cock and I readied myself to take it. His head pushed past my tongue and I resisted the urge to gag, knowing that wasn't going to help. He was going to force me to deep throat that monster and there was nothing I could do about it. It I choked, if I passed out, if I threw up it wouldn't stop it. He was going to fuck my throat and that was just the way it was. He was teaching me, showing me, that I didn't matter in this. That he didn't need me to suck him off or to work his cock, I was a hole, a warm hole for him to use and use it he would. I didn't get to complain, I didn't get to resist. I was alive to make that cock feel good. And like the fucking cum slut I had become I tried. I tried to accommodate this dick but it was impossible. It was physically impossible. His cock was just bigger than my mouth, so I just sat there as his cockhead hit the back of my throat and then started to push down it. I was panicking, just as so many others had when I did this. I couldn't breath, I felt like I was going to throw up and I began to trash around. His hand moved to my throat and stopped me. “Breathe through your nose or I will choke you out.” His voice was like steal but still had the friendly tones I associated with little Sammy Parker. He was literally threatening to choke the air out of me and he made it sound so pleasant, so welcoming that I stopped fighting. I took a few hesitant breaths through my nose but it wasn't enough. He kept pushing down my throat and there were spots in front of my eyes. I coughed and felt the world blink out for a moment. Every time I blinked I lost time until I passed out. I woke up on my back, my throat was raw and I felt out of breath. “Looks like we have something to work on,” Sammy remarked doing something on my desk. “Sorry,” I croaked, looking around for some water, there was a bottle on the nightstand so I took it and gulped most of it down. He chuckled. “Wow, you are going to feel that soon.” I looked at the water and realized it had been dosed too. My head was already spinning...fuck. “So...here we are,” he said putting something down and sitting on the edge of the bed. “I'm sorry,” I said, “I didn't mean...” He shook his head and put a finger over my lips, “Shhh....don't worry.” His kindness hit me like a truck and I felt my eyes water some. “It's time,” he said, just staring me in the face. “For?” “For you to ask me to fuck you.” My mind freaked out and I sat up and pulled back from him, “No...” His features didn't change, he just continued to stare at me. “Please don't fuck me Sammy...please...” He sat there, stroking his cock, “But why? You want it.” I shook my head, even fucked up I knew I didn't want this, “I'm not a bottom, please. I'll do anything you want...” “Who's the alpha?” I felt a pang of fear got through me as his words penetrated me, “You are, but please...” “You want this,” he said climbing up on the bed, straddling my chest, “You've wanted this since the moment you saw me.” His cock bobbed in front of him, the head inches form my lips, filling my whole world up. “I'm not a bottom...” I repeated, transfixed in that cock. “No, but then neither were the guys you fucked. Neither was I. But still...you fucked us...and we liked it.” I just kept shaking my head, forcing myself not to lick the tip. “You want this, but you're scared. That's reasonable. But we both know as soon as this is up your ass...you are going to beg me to do it every chance you get.” Part of me was terrified of that, if I let him fuck me...and I liked it...what would happen? I didn't want this...I needed to... “So we're going to do this,” he said, leaving over and grabbing something from the nightstand, “You're going to take this,” I saw he had a syringe in his hand. “And all your fears will vanish. Your resistance will fade and you will become the cock slut we both know you want to be.” I shook my head, trying to hold on. “It's going to happen, you can put your arm out or I will have the guys come in here, hold you down and I will inject you. Either way, you're taking this and I am fucking you.” My dick twitched a little but I ignored it, “What's in it?” “Does it matter?” he asked, “I've given you three doses so far and every time you seem to lose your mind. Remember how good you felt?” I did remember, that feeling of pure bliss, the way my mind just unfocused, even now panicking I could feel the memory of it and the strong desire to go back there. “Give me your arm,” he said again. My mind screamed at me not to do this. I wasn't a bottom, I wasn't a bitch. This wasn't me! But I couldn't look away from this cock and knew, deep down...I wanted it so bad. I looked up at him and he just smiled at me, as if he already knew my choice. “Give me your arm and just let go,” he said, “Let all your fears go away...and become what you know you want to become.” “W-what?” “My whore,” he said pushing his cock forward, the tip smearing precum over my lips, “My personal cocksleeve, the cunt I fuck the most.” His cock slipped into my mouth and my tongue automatically licked around it. “You were born for this...you can stop pretending...just let go.” The drugs were really kicking in and I could feel my resistance slipping. I did want this, the warm of his cock enticed me, lured me...god I wanted to worship this kid. I really started to work his cock and he grinned as he pulled it our of my mouth. “Nuh-uh. Only good boys get to play.” “I'm a good boy,” I said before I could stop myself. “Then give me your arm.” I looked at the needle and felt terror, and then looked to Sammy and just melted...he said something else but I didn't hear him, I just stuck my arm out. His smile widened as he grabbed a rubber strap and tied it around my bicep “Make a fist,” he said and I did, because he told me to. “You have great veins,” he remarked, “You've taken all these like a champ.” “Is that why I felt like shit” I asked as he tapped my arm. He nodded, “Yep, and you're going to feel even worse when this wears off.” “Wait..” I said but the needle was against my skin. “Shhh....it's ok. I won't let you suffer.” the needle pushed in and I closed my eyes and felt tears roll down my face. “You're gonna be my junkie slut, you're gonna want this so bad you'll be blowing the guys on the living room floor for a hit.” I felt the warmness enter my arm as my mind screamed at me. “Can't you imagine it? You...doing anything anyone wants just to get a hit? You're gonna be the prefect little drug whore.” The warmness moved up my arm and I could feel my body ready itself for the feeling. I was already addicted, and he was right. I was going to do whatever I needed to, because that was who I was now. “Please don't leave me...” I said, the fear in my voice. “Shh, shh...do what I say, and I'll always take care of you.” “Promise?” I asked as it hit my chest. “Always,” he said pulling the needle out as I fell through the bed. My mind exploded and it was like being surrounded by clouds. There was no fear, no pain, nothing. There was just this feeling...it was incredible. I moaned as I felt the bed under me, just the sheets making my body tingle. I looked up and there he was, my alpha, my man. My Sammy. He smiled down at me, “You want me to fuck you?” I nodded. “Say it for me.” There was a pause as something called out to me, I stopped to listen, it sounded like someone crying. “You want this,” he said slapping his massive cock against my face, “Right?” I smiled and felt my entire fucking body react. “Please fuck me Sammy...please....” He leaned down “Who's my little cum jock?” “I am,” I answered quickly, “I am....” He moved off my chest and grabbed a bottle of lube off the table. “Spread your legs.”

Part 11 We arrived at Jim and Tom's place just a little before 9. I made Eric crawl on his hands and knees while I led him on a leash. We walked up to the door and rang the bell. A tall and very thin man in his 50's answered the door. It was Jim. He was dressed in leather pants and a harness which showed off his huge tit rings nicely. He welcomed us in and introduced us to Tom, who was also in his 50's. Tom was wearing a pair of chaps and a leather vest that did little to cover his big, hairy belly. His soft dick hung down a good few inches, and his balls even lower. Since this was Florida, they didn't have a basement dungeon. Instead, they guided us to their two car garage that they had converted into a soundproof sex den. It had almost anything you could imagine. Cages, stocks, benches, a St. Andrew's cross, a sling, a fuck machine, and more. The walls were lined with whips and bondage devices and dildos of all kinds. These guys took their hobby seriously! There were several men there already, most of them older, all of them wearing leather. A younger naked man, covered in tattoos and piercings, walked up to us and immediately kneeled and bowed his head. "This is slave 1." Said Tom. "He's been our property for many years now. Show the men your back, slave." Slave 1 turned around and we could see his back covered in scars from years of abuse. "Slave 2 is over there." Tom motioned. We looked and saw another younger man in a tiny metal cage. It was so small that he couldn't move around in it. He was stuck in an uncomfortable position on his hands and knees, the wire bottom of the cage digging into his flesh. "He's being punished for breaking a dish earlier." Tom explained. Jim looked at Brian in his regular clothes and grabbed his hand, leading him into the house. "I think we can find something more suitable for you to wear." He said as he guided the young man into the house. "Slave, take the boy to the display area while we wait for more guests to arrive." Tom instructed him. The slave took Eric's leash and led him to one side of the garage. In just a few moments, Eric was strung up to chains that spread his arms and legs apart, allowing full access for the men to examine his young body. And damn he looked hot like that, strung up in his slutty prince costume. And speaking of hot, Brian returned to the garage wearing a pair of very tight leather shorts, a leather harness, and boots. His body was spectacular. He obviously spent many hours in the gym and the leather showed it off perfectly. I could see why he played Gaston! "Now, for you." Tom said taking Brent's leash and leading him to one of the benches. He quickly had the boy secured to it and proceeded to attach a funnel gag to his head. He took a sharpie and wrote urinal across his back. Then slave 1 pushed a fuck machine up to Brent's exposed hole. He pushed the dildo into the boy and turned it on. The machine started a slow, non stop fucking of Brent's stretched out hole. More men were starting to arrive. Still mostly older, but there were a few in their late 20's, early 30's. They all examined Eric as he hung there, running their hands all over his body and fingering his wet hole. "We're going to have a good turnout." Said Jim. "Should be more than last night. When we sent out his pic and told them he was a neg mormon boy, well let's just say people were very excited to contribute to the cause. Now, wanna party?" He asked, pulling out a pipe. "Thank you, but I brought my own" I replied pulling out a little case. I unzipped it to reveal a pipe, a small torch, a fat bag of T, and a few prepared rigs. "Very well." He said, walking away. "Have at it. The festivities will be starting soon!" I looked around as I loaded the pipe to see many people also partying. Not all, but most. Our little group passed our pipes around, and when one got to Brian, he hesitated for a moment before he too took a hit, coughing it out. It was obviously his first time. After few rounds, Brian was inhaling it like a champ, and the look on his face said it all. He was feeling good! I looked around the room and counted 30 men. Some of them had that sunken, sickly look. I noticed the old man from the video of Brent's gangbang. He looked even worse in person, if that was possible. Then, slave 1 took Eric down from his hanging position and led him to the sling. A couple of men picked him up and laid him in it, quickly securing him down. I walked over to him and tied his arm off, administering yet another dose to the already seriously fucked up kid. Then the fun started. The first man to approach Eric had a nice big cock with a p.a. on it and a biohazard tattoo on his chest. Another man covered Eric's face with a popper soaked rag as the first man grabbed Eric's thighs and slammed his cock in. He buried it deep in one hard thrust and Eric let out a long, loud moan. Then the man really started to fuck Eric. He pounded the boy over and over, changing the angle of his cock so he was hitting all parts of Eric's insides. He fucked Eric for about 5 minutes before he buried himself in the teenage boy and shook as he unloaded his poz cum into the slut beneath him. As soon as he pulled out, the next man slammed into Eric without even a break. "Oh fuck, that's so hot!" I heard Brian say behind me. "Look at that little bitch take those cocks!" I glanced behind me to see Brian stroking his cock as it stuck out of his fly. "Look at that little fucking whore take that cum!" I looked back at Eric just as the man fucking him came in his cunt. Man after man fucked Eric as he layed helplessly in the sling taking load after load of dirty, poz cum. My own cock was rock hard as I watched the sweet young princes destruction. After Eric had taken his 12th load, Brian tapped me on the shoulders. "Hey, can I try some of that stuff you gave Eric." He asked. "You mean the shot?" "Yea that. I want to try that!" I smiled knowing I was about to turn another hot guy to the dark side. "Ok, sit down." I said as I led him to a bench. He watched carefully as I tied off his arm and swabbed his vein. I inserted the needle, got the flash of blood, and emptied the syringe into his arm. Then I held up his arm as I released the band. He gasped a deep breath then started coughing. "Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god." He repeated. "How do you feel?" I asked? "Oh my god, I gotta fuck him. I gotta fuck him now!" He said as he walked over to Eric. His latest fucker was dumping his 14th load as Brian approached. But instead of fucking him in the sling, Brian undid his restraints and pulled him off of it. He dragged Eric across the cement floor, and threw him on a large mattress on the floor. Then he motioned to one of the younger guys who also had a huge dick. "Come here bro!" He said. "I want to bust this bitch wide open! Let's double fuck the whore!" He had the guy lay down and picked up Eric, then sat him down on the big cock. He pushed Eric so he was laying on the man's chest and lined his huge cock up to the boys ass lips. Then he grabbed Eric's shoulders and slammed his dick into the boy. Eric let out a howl as his hole was stretched wider than it had ever been. Someone handed Brian a popper rag and he held it over Eric's face as he rammed his cock deep, over and over. "Come on bro!" He egged on the guy beneath. "Fuck this little bitch! Let's rip him apart!" I watched in awe as these two monster cocks pounded into Eric over and over, practically splitting the boy in two. And it didn't take long before they were both pumping their loads into the fucked up mormon boy. Brian pulled out and stood up, covered in sweat. "Come on guys! This little bitch needs two more cocks!" He said. Two more men climbed onto the mattress and Eric was quickly double impaled again. He was double fucked by 6 more guys before he was moved from the mattress and onto a fuckbench. A gas mask was placed over his head, and guys took turns filling it up with white smoke. The old diseased guy stepped up next and slid his cock into the tied down cumdump. My cock got rock hard as I watched him fuck the helpless boy and shoot his poisonous load into his cunt. Meanwhile, I noticed Dave and Jeffery and taken Brian into the corner and were about to slam him again. I watched as they stuck him and he started to cough again. Then, quick as a flash, they had bent him over and were locking the sticks before he knew what was going on. Brian started to object but was quickly silenced by a ball gag that was shoved into his mouth. I watched as Dave pulled off his shorts and rubbed some lube on his dick. Then he slid it into Brian. He didn't even give Brian a chance to adjust to the intrusion before he started fucking him. He held onto Brian's hips as he pounded that hot, tight bubble butt. Soon, he was shooting his dirty load in the fuckchute beneath him. Then Joe, who had joined them with Alex, slid his cock into the waiting hole and was soon adding his dirty load with Dave's. I turned my attention back to Eric as more dirty loads were deposited into his ruined hole. I didn't look back at Brian until I heard his muffled scream. I turned to see Jeffery had buried his gigantic cock into the unwilling muscle ass beneath him. After every man had used Eric, I untied him and led him over to the mattress. I layed him down and crawled on top of him. I slid my dick into what used to be a tight hole. Now, it was a loose, sloppy, cum filled wreck, and I loved it! "I'm so proud of you my little prince." I whispered into his ear as I slopped around in his ass. "You made me very happy taking all those cocks, all those loads, all that dirty cum. Now I have one more for you, my prince." I kissed him as I added one final load to his sloppy cunt. As we all were leaving, I thanked our hosts for the wonderful evening. "You are so very welcome, and thank YOU for this extra little treat!" Jim said as he pushed the plunger of another syringe into Brian as Tom slid his cock into him.

One of my regulars whose wife is preggers actually stopped by today to fill me up. He's getting no action from his wife so his loads are huge these days. So much so that when he pulled out today, it splattered and spilled out my hole. I texted him later to say if he's not careful he's gonna have two bitches pregnant at the same time. He's a macho Eastern European guy and he loves it when I text him shit like that.

Carlos text me he arrived and three minutes later I got one from Dan he was walking it. It was 11:28 and I knew Ryan would be getting there shortly. 11:32 I got a text from Dan and he said he thought the kid walked in. Dan kept texting me, he even shot a couple pics and videos while Carlos went to work but from what Dan shared the kid walked in and sat on toilet and tapped his foot, he peaked in at Dan and then at Carlos. Carlos slipped his dick through the hole and Ryan grabbed it and jacked it and then leaned in and sucked his big uncut dick. That was my first video, he sat there sucking the head and playing with the foreskin and then he got on his knees and sucked his dick full on and the video showed him bobbing his head on his dick and the sweetest ass. His pale bubble butt looked so fucking hot. He sucked Carlos for eight minutes and I heard Carlos grown as he shot his load in Ryan's mouth. The kid kept sucking till Carlos pulled his dick from him. Fuck he was hungry. Dan Stopped videoing and stood up and fed his cock through and put his phone above the stall and kept the video I got showed Ryan sucking Dan's dick like he needed his cum in the worst way, I could hear my Asian buddy come in and settle in the stall. Ryan hesitated but kept sucking Dan's dick and two minutes later I hard Dan cum. He floods when he come and the boy loved it and swallowed it all. I got a smaller video from Vin showing my boys hot bubble butt and capturing him grabbing Dan's dick with his hand so he could get all his cum and not letting him pull out till Ryan was done. Fuck this kid was hungry for cum, Vin made him work for it, he waiting and stroked his cock. The kid kept looking through the glory hole and then started tapping his finger at the hole. Vin finally put his head thru and Ryan sucked his uncut dick. Then inch by inch he fed Ryan his dick. He is 7.5 and moderately thick. I sent in the other Latin bud Ricardo and he sent me a tape of Ryan sucking away on Vin and Vin telling him to suck that dick you fag, you want my cum keep sucking like that, Then two minutes later Vin shot his load and make a high pitched grunt and then pulled out. Ryan seemed dejected that he was not able to nurse Vin he just watched through the glory hole until Vin left and finally Ricardo cleared his throat and Ryan realized he had another dick to suck. I arrived and entered in front of David. I got into place and sat on the toilet and watch as his fat bubble butt tightened up and let loose as he sucked and when he was going down on Richardo who had a thick 8" uncut dick his ass would bounce. I was so hard and dripping and then Richardo said something in Spanish I am pretty sure he was calling him a whore. Fucking Puta, Chupar Mi Polla Gorda Puta (suck my fat dick whore), Tragar Mi Puta cargada de carga (swallow my charged load) Fuck he never told me he was poz, hot the kid just took his first poz nut. More to come soon. It was not more than two minutes and he shot off saying Puta De Semen Sucia (fucking dirty cum whore), seguir chupando mi semilla sucia pronto voy a criar su culo (keep sucking my dirty seed, soon I will cum in your ass) Then he pulled out and got down and spit through the hole on Ryan's face. I was totally leaking and as Ryan looked through the hole was Richardo got dressed he said in English fucker you have more dick to suck and cum to swallow, service the next guy and stop watching me. Ryan turned back and saw I was in the booth, he came over and ran his finger in a circular motion around the hole. I had checked it out before and my dick would fit through it but not with very much room. I kept my dick hidden and in walked David, Ryan's last dick for the afternoon. Once Dan was in place I text him to tap the wall. Ryan turned his head and went over to see what was in that stall, David has his long fat dick out. I knew David was Poz and that he loved having young neg dudes service his dick. Suck on his head and nurse his poz nut out. He put his dick up and let Ryan suck on his leaky head. I slide my dick through and tapped the wall and Ryan came over and licked my head and sucked my precum. Both dicks are thick and he seemed to be having some trouble working up the nerve to swallow either of them. He kept going back and forth and then I finally pulled out and left only David rock hard and dripping and then Ryan finally started working David's fat dick and struggling making all kinds of noise while he suck his dick and tried to throat him. David remined him to watch his fucking teeth and once Ryan relaxed his jaw and got used to the girth David told him what a good cock sucking slut he was. Deeper boy, you need my cum don't you. Ryan tried to say yes but his mouth was to full to get anything out. You almost have it boy, deeper cock whore. Ryan gagged and tried to please David and a few minutes later David said that's it whore, right there keep doing that and a few minutes later he shot his nut down the kids throat. Take my cum fucker, you dirty cock whore. Ryan could not breath and pulled off David's dick and gasped for air. David got dressed and told Ryan to be here tomorrow at the same time and then left. I slipped my dick back through and Ryan swallowed half my dick and sucked and kept taking more and more. He worked me for ten minutes and I tapped the wall and told him to get ready to swallow. I shot my load and I must have been logged in the back of his throat as my cock drained down his neck he did not gag or cough. Then he pulled up and licked and sucked my dick and I slowly pulled out and turned around and got dressed. I slipped a note I wrote earlier that said be here at 5:45 PM tomorrow so you can drain me again. I walked out and Ryan tried to compose himself after taking six loads.

Eddie: Oh little boy what'd you think I meant when I said I was gonna smear. Your. walls. He kept his fuck at the pace he had set before he came inside me. Eddie: Did you think I was gonna shot your little baby prostate with my warm cream. Feel it baby? Feel it splashing around down there as I fuck it into you some more. Go ahead look down at it pig, it's okay. I was still angry that this man came in me, knowing I wanted him I use a condom. But when I looked down I noticed I was stroking my own cock furiously. And when he pulled his dick out of me and I saw it all creamy above my bare hole. Jacob: Oh please push it back in! Eddie: Oh straight boy that is what I want to hear. Keep looking down at it. Watch me put it into you. He held my ankles up still and I grabbed him by his strong hips and looked as he pushed his raw cock into me. Eddie: Don't have any more hang ups about getting fucked without the condom now do you? You feel like a pig don't you. He looked up at him as he pumped his cum into me at a slower pace even though I was still jerking like I had a shakeweight. Eddie: Come on straight boy, answer me. Jacob: Please, oh please just keep! Eddie: Keep what faggot. Jacob: Just don't stop. Fucking me! Eddie: What about the condom. Jacob: Fuck it! Fuck the condom please don't stop. Eddie: Turn over pig. I sprang up fast and got on my knees. Eddie: Present that pussy to me. Crawl back towards my dick. I crawled towards him hole first. Eddie: Now tell me what you need. Jacob: I need you to fuck me please! Eddie: Stroke your little cock son, use your other hand to spread that pig hole. --- Eddie: Fuck that's still so perfect. He grabbed me by my hips. Eddie: Tell me it's okay to go in raw. Stroking my cock harder I pushed onto him but he kept pulling away. I got harder anticipating his fuck. Jacob: Please please do it! He spanked me hard. Eddie: Stop playing! What is it you fucking want! Jacob: FUCK MY PIG HOLE. He pushed the tip in. Jacob: Please please fuck it. He took it out and spanked me again, surely leaving a red hand print. Eddie: Boy do you want this dick tonight or not? He pressed the tip in again and swayed it back and forth. I stroked my smaller cock while I was still face down, reaching back with my other hand and opening my hole for him. Eddie: Do you feel my cum still sitting there? I did feel it on the tips of my fingers. And I stroked a little harder cuz of it. Eddie: I wanna put more inside of you baby. I arched my back a little lower. Jacob: please do. Eddie: Huh? Jacob: please do! Eddie: Do what now pig? He slammed his hard cock into me balls deep and pulled out. I groaned and tried to run away but he held me close for his swift movement. And I missed him as soon as he left me. Eddie: A little something like that? Jacob: Yes Sir please! Fuck me raw just like that! Eddie: There's my permission. And he slammed back into me and didn't stop this time. He grabbed me by my hips and just moved my body back and forth on his member. Eddie: Oh fuck I love slut boys. I'm not leaving until I paint these walls again baby is that okay? Jacob: Yes! It is please that's what I want from you! He started to long stroke me slowly. Eddie: But you want to cum too don't you baby? Jacob: I do, but I want more of you. Eddie: Oh faggot you have me, you have me balls deep. He smacked the back of my head as he pounded his meat into my new wet boy pussy. Eddie: Not a fucking straight boy now are you! I moaned as his fuck got nastier. Eddie: Are you faggot? Not a straight boy anymore! Jacob: Oh no sir! Fuck my hole for me. Make us feel so good! Eddie: Fucking love converting straight boys. Jacob: I'm gonna cum Sir! Eddie: Me too faggot. He pumped me more viciously as we both released our climax. I sprayed down in a stream as I felt the first hit of his cum go up in my guts. Eddie: Oh that puss is good. Now you can say you're a bareback slut. He left the room, leaving me face down on the bed and with a dripping hole. I could both feel and see it leaking out of my ass from this position. There was a steady stream of it. He had said it was a two week load. I stood up with shaking legs and felt the cum run down my legs now. ~~ On the drive home I felt so dirty but I felt so good. I had showered while I was still there but I still felt his cum bubbling in my ass. If I had one regret about the night, it would be that I didn't grab Colin's load too. _________ Another story finished, hope you all enjoyed.