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Scorpion man moved so fast he was on the bed, between my legs and raw cock up my fuck shoot before I knew what was happening. I used all my strength to push him away and quickly pulled my ass off his naked cock cowering at the top of the bed. He just smiled at me, "What's wrong you god damn whore? I can fuckin see and feel your fuck shoot is loaded with the best fuckin lube. Let me fuckin add mine. " "No way man. I got enough diseased cum for one night. " I replied. "Fuckin A man! Good for you hoe! You took his fuckin poz load. Your sorry ass sure as fuckin hell needs mine to make sure you are good and fucked up. You were neg weren't you cock sucker." He was not angry. His vocabulary was just spiced liberally with þcurses. "I'm negative. He didn't poz me. Or at least he didn't admit to that. He told me he was ripe with syphilis. Dumped his sick load in me." He was very excited, "Fuckin evil syphilis! That's fuckin great! Don't tell me this is your first fuckin case!" "Dah, yeah!" I grunted. "Fuckin A man! It's a god damn gay right of passage! Jesus fuckin Christ, let me suck that fuckin boner faggot." I really hadn't noticed 'til those words were out of his filthy mouth; but, he was right, I had a raging hardon and with no response from me his hot lips sucked it in. He was very talented with his oral skills and I quickly started letting down my guard. I decided this level of sexual engagement was safe enough to meet my risk reduction standards. As I began to recline he got better access to more of my stiff shaft. We both shifted so I was flat on my back and he really went to town deep throating my entire rod. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my hands instinctively began controlling his head. There was not an ounce of resistance to the facefuck I was giving him. Not even when I held him down with the hair of my balls firmly planted on his chin. When I finally let him up for air his eyes twinkled. Before I could push again he dived back on. I could feel his tonsils messaging my turgid head. I knew I was close. He whipped off of me urging, "Don't fuckin cum, don't fuckin shoot dick tard." I was afraid it might be too late but with some deep breaths the urge passed. He seemed to be finely tuned to my energy and returned to his oral ministrations. This time gobbling in my hairy balls, one then the other and eventually both. Quickly I was moaning my pleasure and his tongue sought out my taint, eventually snaking into my cummy hole. The more he rimmed and tongue lashed my hole the hornier I got. The words were out of my mouth before there meaning registered in my brain, "Fuuuuuuccck meeee!" In a flash he shifted position and had his luscious raw cock in my vulnerable hole. Again I tried to push him off as I cried, "No, no, get out!" "You fuckin cock tease faggot hole. You fuckin screamed, Fuck me!" "No. No. Yes! I .. I think ... I meant fuck me with your tongue. " He persistently pushed deeper inside me. My ever hardening cock, moans, and lack of real resistance betrayed me. He took a firm grasp of my erection, "Fuckin faggot! Tell me you're not fuckin loving skin on fuckin skin with my god damn poz pistol." "Yes. Yes" I moaned. "I love it but you've got to stop." My words were one thing, my body continued to send a totally contradictory message. Not only had I stopped pushing him away my ass was literally sucking in as much of his naked fuck tool as it could manage. Why was I pushing onto his dangerous pole? When he shifted position while so deeply inside me his cock head began to tap my prostate. The tapping escalated to pounding and I instinctively grabbed my engorged dick just in time to flood my face with the biggest load from the most intense orgasm of my life. "Argh! Awww! Fuckin Jeessuus key-riset! Poozzing yo assss ho! You god damn fuckin poz cum magnet! That was what you fuckin wanted from the moment you saw my fuckin tattoo you piece of shit! Say fuckin thank you!" "Fuckin thank you." What did I just say? "That's what I fuckin thought you fuckin pig. You're on fuckin PreP aren't you slut? You fuckin coward!" "That's the problem, I'm not..." And then I noticed the door was wide open. My syphilis donor was standing squarely with a group of guys huddled behind him. How long had they been there? How much had they seen? How much had they heard?

I don’t regret any of what has happened. It really has made me who I am today. I’m great full.

Part 4 I collapsed into the plastic green chair, it’s smooth surface cold against my skin. I was still breathing heavy and stretched my sore legs. There was porn playing on the screen, but I only half watched. My mind was reeling from the encounter I’d just had. I’d never been fucked like that — I kinda felt like a porn star for a little while. It had been work to hold that position, and my ass had taken an amazing pounding. I’d been fucked before, but not like that. I sat there pulling myself together. Exhausted. But still horny. How could I be horny after that? My cock was standing up straight, and I absently tugged at it thinking about what just happened. I had another stranger’s load in me. Why did I let that happening was t safe. I know nothing about him. Was he poz? What if he was? What had I done? I need to go. This place isn’t good for me. My mind was racing nearly as fast as my heart was. The thought of my bare feet on the sticky floor was suddenly repulsive, and I couldn’t even think about what stuff from the floor was now sticking to my arms and legs after being fucked down there. I stretched my leg out and grab one flip flop with my foot, sliding it closer. Then I pulled the second one closer, slipped into them and stood up. I teetered a bit, lightheaded from the pounding I’d just taken. My cock twitched at the thought. The porn caught my eye. Three guys fucking on screen. I should be done here, but damn these guys were hot. My cock twitched again and I started to stroke myself slowly. I hadn’t cum, and I was starting to feel horny again. Watching the video, I didn’t catch the sound right away. Finally it registered. Tapping. I looked around, confused by what I was hearing. And then I saw the window to my left. I had forgotten about the windows between booths. Through the window I could see a beautiful cock, thick and hard, being stroked. It was pointing at me. Fuck! Was that screen open the entire time? Had he seen what just happened? A cold chill ran through me. I need to leave. NOW! My body didn’t budge. Instead my hand kept stroking my cock. And through the window, he was doing the same. Who was that? I bent over to try to get a look at his face. It was hard to make out from the harsh angle and dim lighting, but I suddenly recognized the shirt. This was the guy I had walked by a couple times earlier, the one who didn’t even look up at me. But now I had his attention. He was standing, facing the window, stroking for me to see his big cock. And it was really hot looking. My horniness intensified. He sat down again, bending forward so his face appeared in the upper half of the window. He was giving my body a hard look. I felt very exposed, still naked, my athletic physique on display. It was weird to be looked at like this, but I also felt very sexy all of a sudden. I looked back the video, which had changed over. The guy in the video was stroking himself, running one hand over his body for the camera. I started to do the same. I looked back toward the window; he was staring intently at me. I stroked my cock slowly, letting him see its length, and I ran the other hand over my chest. Fuck, my pecs were hard and felt really good. I felt sexy. He tapped the window again and this his hand motioned me to come closer. Does he want me? I didn’t move from the spot I was standing in. I couldn’t. But I also didn’t stop stroking for him. He didn’t motion again right away, but after a minute he did, this time tapping his cock against the glass. This time my body moved a bit closer. I looked back the video. The model was still stroking, but now he was sitting in a chair, lifting his legs and fingering his hole. I’d never seen anyone do that. There was something very hot about that. I had a sudden urge, but I hesitated. I looked back at the real cock on the other side of the glass. Without thinking, I turned around and showed him my ass. I only last a few seconds before I got nervous and turned around again. His hand was motioning me to come closer, and I stepped up to the window, the glass the only thing keeping our cocks from touching. Everything happened very quickly from there. His cock disappeared from the window. I leaned down and saw him putting it inside his pants, zipping up. Had he shot his load? Looked like he was leaving. I was disappointed and kinda angry he was leaving. But then my door opened and he stepped inside. He was like a boulder rolling into the room, confident energy that nothing was going to stop him. His shirt was unbuttoned, and he pulled out his cock, waggling it for me to see. He was rock hard. I dropped to my knees right then and there. I went right down on him, showing my inexperience with a cock this size, but he didn’t mind. He just growled happily. “That’s it, boy. That’s what you wanted. Suck daddy’s cock.” I worked the head of his cock, not certain how much I could take. He would push his cock forward, but I would back up to avoid having it go deeper than I could handle. His hand wrapped around the back of my head, pushing me onto his dick as he thrust forward. My face was buried in his pubes; I gagged, but he didn’t care. He held my head there, his cock choking me. I sputtered and tried to breathe but couldn’t. “That’s it, boy. Relax your throat. Relax it.” Then he released me. I gasped for breath, but he was back in my mouth again, both hands grabbing the sides of my head, and he began to fuck my mouth. No one had ever done this. I was overwhelmed and mindlessly captivated at the same time. “There you go, boy. Get that big cock nice and slippery.” I grasped the base of his cock so he wouldn’t force it all into my mouth again. I started working his head and first few inches of his shaft with my mouth. It was sloppy, but he was growling with satisfaction. He reached down and touched my hole, his fingers roughly probing. “Nice,” he growled. “He did put his load in there. I didn’t expect that from you, boy.” He pulled his cock out of my mouth and started tucking it away again. “Let’s go down the hall.” I awkwardly stood up; he didn’t offer to help me. I started to follow him out of the room, still naked. “You should put your shorts on. Things are fairly open here, but there are still cameras around.” I slipped on my shorts and tank top, then followed him down the hallway, turned the corner, and turned again into the furthest hallways. I hadn’t been back here yet. There were a couple guys hanging in the hallway, but fewer rooms. He lead me to the very end. We stepped into a dark booth at the end of the hall. It was much larger than the others I’d seen. There was only a long bench and a small TV hanging in the corner. The bench was just plywood covered with carpet. He closed the door. He roughly stripped me again. Then pulled his pants down past his knees, his shirt still hanging open. I noticed a tattoo on his left hand pec. It looked familiar, a kind of swirl design. I wondered if it was an Asian symbol, but that didn’t seem right. I’d seen it before, but couldn’t place it. He spun me around, then pushed me into a kneeling position on the bench. I felt like an action figure being posed and played with. He was behind me, and then I felt his tongue start to probe my hole.. He growled again as he spread my ass open, and his tongue went deeper. “Fuck, boy. There’s a full load in there. Tastes toxic. Was he toxic?” I wasn’t sure what he was was asking. “I don’t know.” He growled. “You didn’t ask?” “I don’t think we talked.” “You’re full of surprises. I thought you were some uptight preppy Twink when I first saw you. I don’t have time for that bullshit. But turns out you’re a hot little pig boy.” I wasn’t sure what to think about what he was saying. I didn’t totally get it. And being called a pig wasn’t really something that was turning me on. But the his tongue went back into my hole, probing it, sending electric shocks through my body. I let out a moan. He slapped my ass. “Fucking hot boy. Fucking hot body. Wanting more cock. You ready for more cock, boy?”Nerves suddenly froze any response I was going to give. “Tell me, boy. Tell me you want daddy’s cock.” He slapped my ass. That snapped my nervousness and I yelped. His fingers massaged my hole, and I automatically started grinding back against them, hoping they would slide inside me. I felt cold glass under my nose; “Inhale. That’s it. Take another hit of the poppers like a good pig boy. I did as I was told. My body filled with at that amazing rush of heat, and felt my heart banging inside me. He grabbed my short ginger-blonde hair and pulled my head up. “Tell daddy what you want. Tell me you want my toxic cock inside your hot fucking body.” My body was aching for it. I lifted my ass up higher in the air for him to see. I felt like my body looked hot. He slapped his cock against my ass and my head exploded. “Please, daddy,” I panted desperately. “Please I want your toxic cock.”

I have always loved barebackjng with multiple guys poz and neg, orgies, sex clubs, cruising ,breeding, piss I would say just more honest now about what a Pig I am 🙂

Out of the Closet "Hey, how's life?" I typed in a text to Tim. I wasn't expecting a quick reply but an idea had been rattling around in my head and I thought I'd bounce it off him. "Good workin on a new guy n +fuckbud from school comin to visit" he replied about ten minutes later. I smiled to myself knowing he was doing a great job sowing my bug in as many guys as he could. Was it the competition with his dad that was pushing his breeding frenzy or just his own desires? "Cool. Sounds like ur busy. Have fun" I responded, figuring my little project could wait. "?? u bored n want to chat or u want to fuck?" he sent back a minute later. I guess he knew I wouldn't just see how he was doing. We were fuckbuds with the emphasis on 'fuck'. "Coles comment at hotel fuck been nagging me. Wondering if u had any ideas" I replied. "huh what comment" Tim asked. "Cole wanted to watch me fuck his dad. thot u might like 2 help" I typed back. "U n me fuck his dad? thats f'd up" Tim replied. It sounded like it might be too weird for him and I'd have to come up with another plan so I replied "Yeah. if ur not into it thats ok." I waited a minute and didn't get a reply so I went back to surfing on my laptop. There were a bunch of messages waiting for me on the tube site I'd posted Tim's stairwell breeding on so I read through them. Only one looked like it might be worth replying to. Another was from a porn performer wanting to hookup and get recharged when he was in town but I suspected it was a fake. "He cant know its me" was the message I got back from Tim almost twenty minutes later. Sipping the last of the scotch I thought "He's in, now I just have to figure out the rest." "ok. need to find a place. sauna n stairs r out. got busted and cant chance it. lots of new security cameras in bldg" I replied. "shit where r cams?" Tim sent back right away. I laughed to myself, knowing he had probably done some fucking of his own in the public areas of the building. "Stairwells are 1, lobby & hall to back door" I replied and thought a few moments and added "don't know if they have added to 1 on roof. If doorman hasn't talked to u about it, ur ok." "no word from doorman just moans and cum lol" he typed back a minute later. Tim had found the doorman I was looking for and either sucked him or got fucked by him. As I was trying to think how to get the conversation back on finding a place to fuck Cole's dad, I got another message from Tim. "I know a place but not sure how much longer we can use it" he sent back. "Oh? where?" I replied. Tim sent back a few minutes later "got fkd by some painters in a penthouse. theyre rehabbin it so nothing in there but ladders and a mattress." "Can I see it?" I sent back right away, the whole scene starting to fall together. I met Tim later that evening and he showed me where they hid the key and we went in. The place was huge, easily 5 times my condo and it looked even bigger with no furniture, except for a stained mattress that was left in one of the bedrooms. Drop cloths, paint buckets, ladders and some tools were the only other things scattered on the bare concrete floors. "You got fucked here?" I asked curiously. "Yeah. I cruised a painter downstairs and he brought me up here. His co-workers were here and I ended up getting fucked by all three. Was kinda hot even if I didn't get to fuck the guy I cruised. One guy even hinted he was pozzing me" Tim said with a laugh. I laughed back and said "Too late for that. I got you first!" "Yeah... that guy really fingered me hard and fucked even harder. For a chubby Mexican dude he could really pound ass. The other two were good fucks but he was on a mission. He had a fresh scorpion tattoo on the side of his neck so I bet he just converted and wants to advertise. I could see the fire in his eyes when he finally blew his load in me as he pinned me on the mattress. He was really verbal, talkin shit in both English and Spanish and kept telling me how I was going to get pregnant with his babies" Tim said, gently rubbing his crotch. I could tell he was re-living the fuck in his mind as he told me. I chuckled, remembering my last chubby Mexican and how fun both of our fucks had been. For a moment pictured Hector fucking Tim, but broke that thought remembering Hector was a bottom. I looked around the bedroom and saw one of the closets still had the door on it. "That would make a good hiding spot for Cole" I thought as Tim kept talking. I scanned the walls and ceiling to make sure no one had set up security cameras in the condo and we locked up. "You free the next couple of nights?" I asked as we rode down the elevator. "If its for what I think you have planned, I'll make sure I do. You really going to poz him up?" Tim asked curiously. "He already asked for and took one hot load. I hope he's up for a couple more. And I don't know if he's going to be into an anon fuck. I'll let you know" I replied as the elevator stopped on 20. I made it back to my place and my head was trying to plan it out. First was to see if he even wanted to fuck again. I sent off a message to Cole's dad and then cruised around a few sites waiting to see if I got a response. The next morning I checked before logging into work and Cole's dad had replied. "fuk yah. have to do it at your place. wife almost busted me last time" was his message. I didn't reply right away and waited until lunch. I knew he'd be able to tell I had read his message, but I wanted to let him wait so he'd be eager to take whatever I proposed. When I took a break later in the day I sent him a message and as I'd hoped, he said yes to everything I offered. He seemed to get even more excited when i told him I had another guy guy to fuck him. "Is he poz too?" he asked. "Not sure of his status. that ok?" I replied, not being totally honest. "Yeah, I'm so horny I'll take any dick" he answered. "He likes to do anon fucks. u good with that?" I then asked, trying to add the last part of the puzzle. It took a couple minutes for him to reply and I was starting to get nervous that it would fall apart at the last second. "ok I guess. As long as you're there. Never done anything like that since I've been too scared to get blindfolded with a stranger" he finally sent back. I chuckled to myself, thinking "no strangers this time either." It was about then that I realized that the whole reason I was even trying to set this up was for Cole to watch his dad get bred. A few more texts and we were all set. The next night I went up a little early and met Tim and Cole at the penthouse. We went in and I told them what was planned. "You gotta stay as quiet as you can. If either of you speak, then he'll probably figure out who's here. Got it?" I said, seriously. Both nodded, but I kind of doubt they really heard me over their raging hormones. We moved the mattress over so that Cole would have a good view, I even posed with Tim so that I knew how far I could move around without him having to come out of his hiding spot. When the alarm went off on my watch, I knew I had to head upstairs to meet Cole's dad. He was a couple minutes late and I could see how nervous he was even in the dim light of the rooftop elevator lobby. I reached down and dug into backpack and pulled out a gummy and gave it to him. "Chew on this, it'll get you to chill" I said, knowing the potent little candy would have him mellow in no time. It did it's magic and when I pulled the cloth hood out of the bag all I got was a slow "Oh fuck. You were serious." "Yep, it's gotta be an anonymous fuck. Ready for lights out?" I asked. He nodded and I pulled the spandex hood over his head, aligning the eye and ear patches. I remember when I'd bought the thing the guy in the store had me try on the hood and while I couldn't see a damn thing, the ear patches just muffled sounds. There were nose and mouth openings, so he could breathe easily if I wanted him to. I still had a ball gag in the backpack just in case he got too vocal. After turning him around, I walked him in a zig-zag pattern to get him a little disoriented. We got to the stairwell door and went down the stairs very slowly, partly so he didn't fall and partly to make him forget how many flights we went down. It seemed like an hour but it was only about fifteen minutes and we were walking into the penthouse. Once inside, I pushed a paint can in front of the door to let me know if someone unexpected showed up. I saw some eyes poke out of one of the other bedrooms as I led the dad down the hall to the waiting mattress. In the room, I gave a few commands to see how well he could hear and with little response from him, I gave a tug to his sweat pants. He figured it out and took them the rest of the way off. I tossed them a short ways away and then pulled his tee shirt over his head. I readjusted the hood and got him on his knees on the mattress before I shed my own clothes. He knelt there with his hands behind his back like a good sub, waiting for his next order. I cleared my throat twice, like I had told Tim and Cole earlier as my signal that the fun was about to begin. The folding closet doors slowly opened and Cole was standing there. He gazed at his dad and once he really knew it was him his jaw dropped. Even with his dad hooded, Cole had recognized his naked body. Tim came around the corner, trying to stay as quiet as possible, and stood near Cole. I started by rubbing the tip of my cock over the dad's lips and in less than a second he had his lips and tongue working over my foreskin. The whole scene turned me on and made me start to leak immediately. The sight seemed to be turning Cole and Tim on too, maybe Cole more so. He was rubbing the tent on the front of his shorts while his eyes were glued on to his dad and I. His dad was doing a much better job sucking my dick than he did last time. He was going deeper on his own and getting my cock nice and slick with spit. After putting my hands behind his head and shoving my dick into his throat I heard a raspy "Fuck!" come from Cole. I turned and gave him a scowl followed by a silent "hush" sign. After a few more minutes of sucking and throat fucks, my cock was coated with a combination of spit and throat slime making it ready to get back into the dad's ass. My first breeding hadn't done it's job so hopefully this one would. Holding his head still, I pulled my cock out of his mouth and slapped it across each cheek. The dad let out a soft whimper at the sudden empty feeling but that soon changed when I turned him around and pushed his head down to the mattress. Judging by the stains on it, the mattress was going to give him a slew of smells to breathe in. With him in position, I teased his ass with my slick cock before spreading his ass apart. On our previous fuck, I was a little impatient (which turned out to be a good thing since his wife and kid came home earlier than I think he expected) so I didn't spend much time checking out his ass. Before the spit and shove, this time I spent a moment admiring the tight, almost virgin looking hole. Pulling back my foreskin, I left the head of my cock drooling pre into the crater before hacking up a gob of spit and shooting it over my cock head and his hole. A figure approached slowly and I realized it was Tim with his phone out, capturing the moment of penetration. "No fuckin faces. OK?" I whispered to him menacingly. "Yes, sir" he replied, apologetically and hushed. Behind him, I saw Cole moving a little closer and to his right to get a better look at his dad getting impaled with my poz dick. He had shed his tee and one hand was playing with his tiny left nip and the other rubbing his junk through his shorts. Tim had zoomed in and liked what he saw, based on the bulge in his shorts and tongue licking his lips. Tim and Cole seemed to be almost as impatient as Cole's dad was. I felt him push his ass back but a quick whack on his ass stopped that. I tell a guy when he gets my dick, not some greedy bottom. The pre glistened on the exposed head of my cock. While there wasn't a lot of light, the work lights that the construction guys had left gave us enough to see what we were doing. I waited another minute and then gave a quick stab, jamming my cock just inside the outer ring. "Ah... FUCK!" Cole's dad yelled out and I gave him another hard slap on his ass. I don't know if he heard me telling him to stay quiet or not, but any sound he made from then on was much softer. Another pause and another jab, pushing almost half way in. From the twists from dad's body, I knew he was feeling a lot of pain. And that's what I wanted. If a neg guy knowingly takes an unmedicated poz dick, I think it's the top's duty to make sure the bug has the best chance at claiming another victim. My hands held firm on the dad's hips as I pulled back and then shoved in deeper. His hole was throbbing around my shaft and I repeated the move a couple more times until I felt his furry ass planted against my body. "Fuck yeah" Tim muttered quietly. I looked back and Cole was now naked and stroking his cock while his eyes were glued on me and his dad. Pulling my cock back, I loved how his chute gripped my rod. I made it about three quarters of the way out before I thrust back in and the fuck truly began. The groans from Cole's dad started out sounding a little strident but smoothed out the longer I fucked. My leaking dick made sure I could fuck a while too, the pre lubing up his chute just enough and coating every surface that my cock pressed into. I didn't really want too much lube so he got roughed up and readily accepted my virus. My pace picked up and slowed down to keep it interesting. His body gave a shudder when my cock found his prostate and and it felt damn good. I kept hitting that spot until I finally felt him lose himself in orgasm. The dad's ass ring really clamped down around my cock and after two more jabs my own orgasm started to rise. The shots were strong, hosing down the abused tissue with my potent cream. Both of us moaned in ecstasy as our balls drained themselves. This fuck was easily three times longer than the last one and probably longer. The load was probably twice the size as the previous one I gave him too. Looking to my side, Tim was now totally naked and somewhat patiently waiting his turn. As much as I enjoyed feeling the cum filled hole wrapped around my cock, it was starting to soften and I knew it was time to let Tim have his turn. I slowly withdrew, trying to leave as much cum inside as I could. Moving around to the dad's head, Tim moved in and once again had his phone out, videoing his penetration past the now looser ring and into the toxic pool of cum waiting inside. The moan he let out showed just how much he enjoyed it. I let out a similar moan when the dad's tongue started to lap at my cock. In these situations, my cock never gets completely soft and when it starts getting attention like the dad was giving, it perks right back up. I let Tim get into a good rhythm before I moved closer and started to spitroast the dad. Tim even grabbed a shot going from his fuck to my blowjob. After a short while, I needed a break and pulled my cock from the dad's warm mouth and let him lap at my balls for several seconds before standing up. Cole had moved closer, but was still jerking his cock while he watched his dad take the second poz dick of the night. I had wondered if his comment at the gangbang was just talk or whether he really did want to watch me fuck his dad. He really seemed into it when I asked and so here we are. Sometimes fantasy is much better than reality, but judging by his actions he was enjoying it. I was too and I hoped my next move wouldn't ruin it. I walked over and stood behind Cole, wrapping my arms around his chest. My semi-hard dick was pointing down, nestling between his firm ass cheeks. "Don't cum yet" I whispered into his ear. Cole nodded his head. He seemed nervous and got even more so when I walked him even closer to Tim and his dad. Dad was totally into getting fucked by an unseen stranger and would rock himself back onto the cock that was fucking him. "Swap spots with Tim when I give the signal" I whispered to Cole. He shook his head side to side vigorously telling me that he didn't want to fuck. "Trust me. You'll never get this chance again" I whispered. The shake of his head wasn't as strong but he still wordlessly said 'no'. My mind whirled as I tried to think of a way to get him to be part of pozzing his dad. I didn't have much time since Tim was looking like he was right at the brink. I crouched down a little and pressed my cock up to Cole's twink hole. He started to make a sound and I quickly covered his mouth as I pushed in harder and breached the entrance. I heard him quietly grunt followed by a long moan. Pushing in deeper and then pulling back, I felt him work my shaft with his ass muscles. This innocent looking twink was no stranger to taking dick and was considerably better at it than his dad. Giving him two more half length thrusts, I whispered in his ear "I want this ass all to myself soon. Now get ready to take Tim's place." Cole gave my cock a firm squeeze and then nodded yes. I felt him moan into my hand as I pulled my cock out of his ass. My hand caressed his smooth butt and I briefly wondered if he'd eventually get hairy like his dad. Kneeling down in front of his dad's face, I presented my cock again and just like before he eagerly took it back in his mouth, unknowingly tasting his son's ass. Tim and I exchanged glances and I then shook my head 'no' to tell him not to cum just yet. His expression told me he understood but was very close. Motioning with my hands, I told them to swap. Holding on to the dad's head, I watched Tim pull out and Cole's rigid cock go in. Cole was stifling himself from making any sounds but slid quickly into his dad. He went to grab his father's hips and then quickly pulled his hands back, not wanting to give his dad any clues as to who was entering him now. His fuck started slowly, with each stroke getting longer until he was plowing the full length. At first, his eyes were wide open and the expression was one of shock but the longer he fucked it began to change. Next it became pleasure and then the snarl took over. It was then that I knew he realized he was going to pump his viral load into a hungry neg pussy. His dad's neg pussy. Tim braced his shoulders which allowed Cole to fuck harder. I let him go on for a few more minutes and then motioned for them to swap again. Cole didn't seem too happy, but backed away and let Tim shove back in. This time, he was only on one knee and used the position to drive harder into the dad's stretched pussy. Tim gave me a scowl and I knew he wasn't going to pull out again without dumping his toxic spunk inside. With his attention turned back on his fuck, Tim's face showed the determination he had. As I throat fucked the dad, I wondered what turned Tim on more - raw fucking a guy or the thought of pozzing his friend's dad. His hands gripped the dad's hips tight as he thrust in one more time and unleashed his pent up load. I couldn't see Cole right way, but then realized he was on his hands and knees behind Tim, videoing the insemination. I always love watching those vids where you can see the hopefully poz load getting pumped through a guy's cock and into an unsuspecting neg hole. Tim's orgasm was about as quiet as they come. What he didn't verbalize was wildly gestured and while the growl was almost silent it ended with a very satisfied looking grin. For his part, the dad let out a protracted moan around my cock when he felt another load getting pumped into his gut. Cole stroked his cock while he bent over and licked Tim's cock once he was out of the dad. Three licks was all he gave before assuming the same position Tim had been in. One knee down, the other foot flat on the mattress and a hard shove into the sloppy, cum filled hole. I felt the dad grunt around my shaft when he went in, so I knew he felt it. Cole wasted no time fucking his dad again. There was no hesitation this time and as a guy I understood. Once you start fucking it consumes every thought and action until you blow your load. I expected Cole to throw a half dozen thrusts and then empty his balls, but he kept fucking. Maybe he was more of a top than I gave him credit for. He kept going for several minutes until I heard a repressed grunt followed by another and another. Tim was videoing, just like Cole had for his breeding and looked hot with his ass up in the air and head down capturing the moment that the dad took his third toxic load of the night. Cole's orgasm lasted a lot longer than the last time I saw him cum in the hotel room with the chaser. I wondered if he was getting more comfortable breeding guys with his potent jizz or if pozzing his dad really took him to another level. Once again, I got a contented moan around my cock from the dad. Holding his head, I backed away again and stood up, walking back to take my second turn on the father's doomed ass. I had been edging for a while as the dad nursed on my cock and knew that this would be a quick fuck. With Cole out of the way, I crouched down and placed my hand between the dad's shoulder blades. Leaning forward, his arms collapsed and his head was buried into the mattress. I almost wanted to piss on the mattress next to his face to give him something else to sniff, but my cock was already occupied. A hard shove left me balls deep in his hole, my cock bathed in a pool of toxic spooge. The dad cried out "Oh FUCK!" again, now that his mouth wasn't full of hard flesh. There's something about that position that makes me fuck harder. While I don't consider myself a Dom or a Master, I do think of myself as an Alpha and most everyone else is a beta or lower to be used for my pleasure. The dad's grunts got louder the longer I pounded him until I gave a light slap to his head. That quieted him down until he turned his head and started growling and yelling into the mattress which muffled his cries quite well. I looked over and Tim was just finishing up cleaning Cole's cum covered dick. As he stood up, Cole pulled him in for a kiss, first licking the cum off Tim's chin fur and then digging his tongue into Tim's mouth. After ten or so minutes, my thrusts started to get a little ragged as I fought off shooting my second load of the night. The dad had done a good job so far handling some far from gentle fucking and I was ready to give him a fresh load of charged seed. When I started grunting, both Tim and Cole stopped their snogging and groping and turned to watch. Tim muttered out a quiet "oh fuck!" and grabbed his phone and assumed his position under me to video another injection of poz cum. My hand slipped down and mashed the dad's head even further into the mattress as I gave a few more slams into his well abused cunt. My load pumped deep into his chute and I knew it was going to take a while for it to drain out. More fertile tissue to accept my strain. Tim kept the phone in his hand and got some closeups of the abused, dripping hole before he dove back in with his cock. With Tim back pounding the dad again, I grinned at Cole and pushed him to his knees. He knew what to do and was lapping at my shaft and balls quickly. Tim was churning the cum inside the dad, who was now back on all fours, and Cole was licking any stray cum that he could find on me. We were going like that for several minutes when I heard the sound I was dreading all night. Cole froze and I backed away from him and walked over and pulled on my basketball shorts. I looked over and Tim kept fucking but at a much slower pace and looked at me a little worried. I walked down the hall back into the main area of the penthouse and saw one of the doormen standing there. Gordon was a thin black guy in his mid 40's, a couple inches shorter than me and had always seemed like he would be the first guy to run if there was ever any trouble. "What the..." was all he got out when I raised my finger to my mouth to quiet him down. I slowly approached him, trying to not appear too aggressive. "It's all good. Just needed a quiet place to throw down some dick" I said in a hushed tone. He looked at me curiously, like I had piqued his interest and gave me a slight smile. I took a chance and then said "I'm not sure it's your scene but you can have a go if ya want." I led him back to the bedroom and Tim was still slow-fucking the dad. I glanced around and didn't see Cole anywhere but noticed the closet door was shut. "Damn, boy... I thought you was just a cocksuckin' fag" Gordon said quietly to Tim. I smiled, knowing that Gordon must be the one that Tim had hooked with. I moved behind him and rested my hands on his shoulders. Leaning in, I whispered "Wanna tap that pussy? It's good and juicy" into Gordon's ear. "I don't fuck dudes, man... just a quick blow from a fag when my woman's not puttin' out" he replied. "Come on, give it a shot. You might be surprised how good it feels. No one's gonna know and we're not gonna talk" I said, giving his shoulders a slight squeeze and helping him take off his uniform jacket. I hung it over a nearby ladder and when I turned back he had his shoes and pants off. Tim picked up his pace until he was slammed all the way into the dad, pumping his poison into the dad's sloppy hole. Next, I took Gordon's pants, shirt and loosened tie and hung them over the jacket. Gordon closely watched Tim breed the unknown guy, rubbing himself hard. Even after Tim had pulled out, he stood there tugging on his junk. The grin on Tim's face went from ear to ear and he walked over to Gordon and sunk to his knees. With hands on each side of his white briefs, he pulled them down like I'm sure he had done many times before. Tim cradled the partially hard cock with his tongue, letting it sit there a moment as it grew. With my basketball shorts back on the floor, I went over and started fingering the dad's hole until Gordon was ready to fuck. Tim wrapped his lips around the plump eight inches of Gordon's shaft. He worked it like a pro and it was clear that he knew what things Gordon liked from a blowjob. After a few minutes, Tim pulled off, licked a finger and then simultaneously sucked the cock back down and fingered Gordon's tight ass. Gordon's head was tilted back and his eyes were closed, enjoying yet another of Tim's blowjobs. It wasn't for long, though, and Tim wasn't going to end up with load of cum in his mouth. Tim stopped and stood back up, guiding Gordon over to the mattress. I moved away, wondering if the dad had any clue as to what was going on. Tim's hand was wrapped around Gordon's cock and he lined it up to the dad's pussy. Tim let go, whispered something to Gordon and then gave a light push to the small of Gordon's back. From there, he knew what to do. He may have been hesitant, but after he felt that sloppy hole wrapped around his dick, he drilled like a seasoned ass-fucking veteran. I doubted he had ever had fucked a pussy with that many loads in it before, and I hoped it wasn't going to turn him off. He kept fucking, with grunts and groans as he churned up the toxic swill inside the dad's gut and unknowingly coating his shaft with it. He began to fuck harder after about five minutes and then gave a few quick strokes before letting out a loud growl that echoed around the empty room. Looking down, I saw Tim on his back, videoing the action while trying to catch the dripping cum into his mouth. I knew where his priorities were and doubted any of the video would be worth watching. Anyone who's watched a straight guy fuck his first guy will know what happened next. The freakout was quick and wild. Once the orgasm was over, Gordon realized what he'd just done. He pulled out fast, grabbed his shorts and uniform and was running out of the bedroom fast. He must have dressed quickly in the main living area of the penthouse because all we heard was "Lock up when you leave and if you tell anyone, you're dead!" right before the front door clicked shut. I slid back into the dad and fucked a few more minutes but realized my balls were spent. I looked over and saw Tim and Cole putting their clothes back on and giving a quick wave as they too headed to the front door. "Oh fuck... I don't think I can take any more" the dad said breathlessly. I chuckled but was impressed that he'd made it that long without complaint. I reached down and dislodged one of the earpads so he could hear and said "Yeah, I'm done too." With my cock out of his swollen, loose hole, cum was dripping out. I pulled a plug out of my backpack and pushed it into him, sealing the remaining juices inside. I kind of wished that Tim or Cole had stuck around to lick the cum off his ass and balls before I got him back into his sweat pants. He'd be showering and doing a quick load of laundry soon, anyway. With him dressed again, I walked him down the hall to the elevator bank and positioned him facing into the back corner of the car. I told him to close his eyes and then pulled the hood off of his head. "Count to twenty and then open your eyes" I said as I pushed 19 on the panel and got back into the hallway just as the doors started to shut. I went back to the penthouse and made sure it looked just like it did when we got there almost two hours earlier. The mattress had a few wet spots but I doubt anyone would notice. I flicked off the lights, locked the door and put the key back under the mat before taking the stairs down to my place. The next day I went for a walk and saw Gordon at desk inside the front doors. "Did ya have fun?" I asked quietly. His eyes got big and his jaw dropped open. "Oh man, that was crazy" he said, looking to make sure no one else was near. "I haven't been in a pussy with that many loads since some Navy buddies and I hired a hooker one weekend when I was a young un on leave" he said, clearly getting a little aroused. "Good. Ya gotta let loose sometimes. Can't keep the animal caged forever. And... no need to be embarrassed about it. No one else is gonna find out. " I replied and started to turn away, but turned back and leaned in. "Any time you wanna see what its like, I'd love to take that hot ass for a ride."

I just had my second gangbang yesterday. I wore a jockstrap and was passed around for about 3 hours among 8 guys, who Dpd, spitroasted, and took turns coming in my mouth and pussy. During this time I spend 4 hours moaning, begging them to fuck me harder, and telling them to “shoot it in me” While they 2 guys were doing the DP the one guy asked me “do you like this bitch” and I said “yeah fuck me like a little slut” and called him daddy. And that is when I realized, I have become a total slut. Over the past 2 months I have taken over 30 loads. And I’m seriously trying to figure out why I do this? For the bottoms on here, what motivates you to become a cumslut?

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.

After a few weeks trying out being versatile, id really started to get off on barebacking strangers, but I should have known that was not my purpose. It was a fun distraction, and though I was trying out the bathhouse, gay bars, and cruising parks, I didnt realize my new, frankly pathetic single guy apartment had the best potential. My experiment with topping, and with being at all assertive with sex, ended rather abruptly when I met Terry, who moved in to the unit next to me in early January. I heard him moving furniture since I work from home, and trying to be the good samaritan I offered my help. Terry is just a bit taller than me (im 6ft) and hes heavyset but not fat. At 45 with his frame he was very imposing, and ive always been into black men. From the moment I shook his hand I was attracted, but wasnt sure about making a move, after all he was gonna be a neighbor. After maybe an hour of hauling, just him and me, we sat down in his unit, where he offered me a beer. We made idle chitchat as he flipped through his phone, and he got a funny look on his face. He showed me the screen and there I was, sucking a fat cock on my BBRT profile. "Is this you?" "Yea" I replied. I was super embarassed, this wasnt the usual way to bring something like this up. He started reading through my profile and pics, asking me questions he was clearly reading the answers to, I was too nervous and sheepishly answered anyway You like to suck big cocks? yea You like when strangers fuck your ass? yea are you a slut for black men? That one made me pause, I had a feeling I knew where this was going, but this guy was gonna be living next to me. The whore in me won out yes....I am a slut for black men It was the answer he wanted, he looked at me approvingly "Good to hear you say it out loud, profile made me think maybe you were a tease." He stood up and walked over to me, fiddling with his pants "Finding a slut literally next door is fucking hot, I thought id have to go without for a bit" He opened up his pants and pulled out an awesome half hard cock. it was 7 or 8 inches and not even all the way up, with a massive foreskin hood that was slowly peeling back to reveal his cock head, litrally my favorite kind of cock. he didnt ask me anything, or give me any indication of his intent, just walked up and shoved his cock in my face, rubbing it on my cheeks. I knew what he needed, and I angled my mouth to accept him. I wanted to impress him, so I offered no resistance as he sank his cock slowly deeper into my throat. when I hit his pubes I backed off only slightly, working my throat on his cock. I felt him grow to full size, painfully swelling deep in my throat. When his now fully hard cock (we measured and hes just under 10 inches) was ready, he sank all 10 inches in my throat. I could barely handle it, and threw up the moment he pulled back. He laughed when I went to suck it again right away "Fuck yea, you are my personal faggot now" When he called me a faggot I was in love, nothign turns me on more than a man using me calling me a faggot. I smiled and licked his vomit covered cock as it rubbed my face. I felt no shame at all attempting to devour it again. He slowly, but unrelentingly, moved his cock nearly out, then balls deep into my throat. It hurt, I gasped, sputtered, retched, it was torture, and I loved every second. I hadnt been this turned on in years. He pulled his cock out and walked to the fridge for a beer, leaving me gasping. he looked at me and said "strip faggot" No aggression, no command, he simply stated it expecting immediate obedience, which he got, I stood up and began stripping. Once I was naked he put down his beer and pushed me against his desk facing forward. He didnt ask or have any preamble, just shoved two fingers up my ass and began twisting, asking me questions "This pussy clean?" yes, I cleaned it this morning "its yes daddy, and not what I meant, got any bugs in this pussy" Im sorry daddy, no daddy I have a dirty pussy full of bugs "From giving away this pussy raw?" Yes daddy My last response must have been an invitation, he pulled his fingers out of me, lined up his cock, and destroyed my world. Id taken cocks this big before, both thick and long, but never goign from two fingers to him literally RAMMING its entire length into my asshole like a spear. I screamed, tears ran down my face, my entire body broke out in sweat. He kept it buried after the first thrust, slowly churning my insides by rocking his hips, making me squeal and cry even harder. He grabbed be by the throat and arched my body to talk into my ear "This hurt too much faggot? can you handle it?" It was hard to talk through the snot and tears streaming down my face, and with the red hot fire in my insides, but I did, in fact I yelled it. "No daddy hurt me please!" It turns out I was wrong., he pulled back and start slam fucking my asshole with his cock like a machine. after the first few thrusts I blacked out, just completely overloaded from the sensation, and came back still being fucked soon after. The pain subsided slowly, as he fucked my crying broken body, and I began to moan like a whore instead. I felt when he started to cum, he almost shook, and gave out a nice load growl as he unloaded his cum into my asshole. I was ready for him to pull out to feel the cum slide out of me, but he held his still mostly hard cock buried, then I felt a slow, almost hot pressure. As he started pissing into my already cummy guts nearly 10 inches deep inside of me I came in jets, the more he pissed the more I came. When he finally did pull out I was exhausted, and collapsed. He told me to go rest it off at my place, and to bring him a key to my unit.

When I was younger I did have some curiosity even though I was totally straight and in love with my girlfriend . But her brother was a total sissy gay boy that was out and proud and would not hide anything and would all the time tell my girlfriend his sister, that she better treat me good because ,he said I was so fucking hot and that he was going to someday convince me to let him have his way with my cock and he would get my cum load . and he would talk dirty to me when she wasn't around . and when i would be there on the weekend cleaning the pool and doing things for their mother while girlfriend was working at her dads office. the young brother would come out to the pool wearing his tight sissy clothes and make me look at him as he would model them in front of me and tell me to comment on them . ask me if the shorts showed off his ass and would bend over and ask if i can she his pink boi pussy,. and I would laugh and tell him to behave himself that his sister would jump all over him if she was home , and he would say. well I want to jump on you , he said he wanted to sit me back in a chair and undress me take my shirt and shorts off then strip down to his g string and then straddle me and reach down and pull down my underwear and grab a hold of my cock and stroke it till its hard and then guide it in as he lowers his wet lubed boi pussy down on my cock and he made sure to tell me that no condom will be on my cock because he wants to milk my cock till he makes me cum deep inside him because he wont get pregnant. then he would get so turned on that he would beg me to just sit back and let him show my cock extreme pleasure. he would say there is no one home and wont be home for hours and that he promises that he wont tell anyone . no one will know , he said he wants me just to sit back and enjoy and let him take control of my cock and he will make it feel ultimate pleasure and will make me cum so good as he milks my cum out of my cock and makes me cum deep inside him... I would blush and walk away every time and laugh and tell him to stop fooling around. But then a month later his mom and sister left for 2 weeks out of state , family reunion and his dad was out of state for work but he had summer classes and tennis so he stayed home , he was old enough to stay on his own, but that his mom wanted me to come over every day and check on things and asked if i would stay a few days or at least stay the weekend. And she was like my mother too. me and girlfriend were together since 4th grade . So I told her without thinking that i would stay the 2 weeks for her if she wants me to.. And she said yes please. So when they left i packed some things and went to stay at the house. and the brother was at class , while i was outside cleaning the pool, and he came home and put on his sissy clothes but this time he put on a very short mini skirt and a g string and a pair of white high top converse. and he walked out to the pool , i had just took off my shirt and shorts and was in my underwear as i was going to take a swim ,i didn't know the brother was going to be home early from class. i sat back in the pool chair sipping a soda before my swim . and suddenly there was Tyler straddle my lap and he quickly sat down and i felt his ass on my cock through my underwear and he moved his ass around making my cock fit in is ass crack and he squeezed around it and looked on my eyes and said we are all alone and no one can see and no one will know. He said he wants my cock , and that he wants me to sit back and relax and let him milk my cock and make me cum deep inside him . and my cock was so hard and throbbing that he knew i wanted him. so i leaned forward and we began to kiss sooo deep and passionately and he reached down and pulled off my underwear and then guided my hard cock back into his ass crack but then as we kissed i felt him guide the head of my cock to his open wet lubed and ready boi pussy, and i felt my cock slide in as i felt my cock being sucked in , it slid all the way in till i was balls deep and it was the most amazing feeling in the world , as my cock was deep inside him bare no condom . i could feel his pussy all around my cock massaging it and sucking it and then he slowly began to pump up and down, Fuck it was the greatest pleasure i had ever felt in my life , My cock was being milked by his boi pussy and we were kissing so deep as he milked me . He looked into my eyes and said his pussy finally has its cock and its going to make love to my cock. He said this is exactly how he wants me to sit back and relax and just surrender and feel him make love to my cock and milk all my cum out . And I began to cum and cum and cum , i could feel my cock cumming deep inside him stream after stream of cum. and i just kept on cumming and i could feel his ass wrap all around my cock and suck me . it felt like his pussy was feeding and it was hungry and wanted every last drop. and we continued to kiss after my cock finally relaxed. and he looked into my eyes and said i want to keep you inside me . pick him up and carry him into the living room , there was a chair in the middle we sat in the chair me still deep inside him . he grabbed a joint off the table and we smoked and got high. and my cock got hard again inside him and he wrapped his pussy tight round my shaft and began slowly milking me again . He milked me 4 times before he let my cock slide out . then he milked 3 more times that night , and when we laid down to sleep he took my cock into his pussy and kept it all night and i could feel his pussy very slowly and gently sucking on my cock all night and I woke up in the middle of the night because i felt my cock being milked and after another load , we slept till morning and i was awoke by being milked again. we stayed home for 3 days and he missed class and tennis. And he made love to my cock over and over milking me again and again. . and we were so young and at that age you can cum again and again all day , . He milked me all day and night and his pussy made love to my cock every time. . the 2 weeks were the best . I realized that my girl was coming home and this would end . But my cock and his pussy were in love and we would sneak away almost every day so his pussy could milk me dry , he would take a walk and meet me on the next block and get in my car and i would drive down a empty road while he pulled out my cock and stared riding my raw cock. I ended breaking up with the girl and didn't see Tyler anymore as they moved up north for a year to care for the grandmother. Would love to find a cum addicted bb bottom that needs feeding sessions ,, make his top man lay back or sit back in chair while he mounts the raw cock, pumps up and down takes total control of the cock and milks many loads out to feed his hungry hole ,

“Get on your hands and knees” Jack ordered as he pulled a hood over my head. I gagged at the stench of it, it smelled like the whole hood had been drowned in poppers. My body began to go limp as my heart beat faster than I’d ever felt it before, the poppers making everything from my lips to my lips throb as well as the adrenaline of Jack fucking me running through my body, pulsing my cock as it dripped with precum. There were so many things running through my mind. I’d never been fucked by Jack before. Usually I'm the doing the fucking. Pounding his well fucked hole, eating out the cum from men before me. Shooting loads further into his cunt than the last one. He was a cum slut at heart, and I loved that about him. But like I said, I’d never been bottomed for him before, and I know he’s into some kinky shit when he bottoms (tied up, abused, drugged, pounded over and over again, filled with as many loads as his cunt could hold, being punched, piss fucked, the list goes on). So I had no idea where this could go as he tops me. I feel his fingers pushing into my hole. “Wow, you’ve been fucking around” he said. “What are you talking about” I replied through breaths and moans. “Your hole is well fucked, boy. You’re a little slut!” As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t deny it. I lost my virginity when I was very young, and I’d been fucking since. Now that I’m 18, my hole’s seen a few cocks in its short time. “FUUUUUCK” I moan as he pushes all four fingers and his thumb into my cunt. “You like that boy? You like that you little slut?” he whispered to me. "Yeeeessssss….. ohhhhh fuuuuck yessssss!” was all I could say. The feeling of his fist playing with the inside of my gaping cunt almost had me shoot right on the spot! The way he pushed in and pulled out in a sort of twisting motion, really got my juices flowing. My mind was about to explode from all the poppers, my cock was about to explode from the pleasure! Jack pulled his fist out of my hole, exposing my bare cunt. “Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I moaned. I could barely speak. I had had five shots of Sambucca and every breath I took was a hit of poppers; my brain was shutting down, down to the point where just my animalistic instincts were working. The only thing I could think was “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I NEED his load! Fuck me. Rape me. Abuse my cunt!” “You ready for my cock, you little slut?” he whispered. “Fuuuuuuuuck! Yes, please! Fuck me!” “You asked for it.” He pushed his thick cock deep into my cunt. I could feel his balls slapping against my taint, the head of his cock head pushing against my prostate. He fucked me like an animal: hard, fast, and raw. It was pure bliss! He kept telling me how much he was looking forward to dumping his load in my smooth young cunt. And as much as he wanted to dump it, I wanted him to dump it. When I’m horny, all inhibitions are gone. Out the window. I just want to get loaded up. And Jack was going to give it to me. “You ready for my load, cum whore?” he shouted. “Oh fuck yes, Jack. Pump your seed deep in my cunt!” He started to slow his rhythm, leaned forward and whispered in my ear while the while fucking, saying “You know I’ve been poz for over a year now. It was bound to happen from taking all those loads. And now I’m going to give it to you, because a little young cum whore like you deserves it!” My body froze. My heart pounded even harder. I was so scared, but I was so horny, my mind was still shut down. I wanted to kick him off and run out. Instead, I buckled down on his cock and moaned “FUCK ME!, Shoot your dirty load in my cunt!” He pounded me. His raw cock rubbing against my hairless cunt. And then he shot “Oooooohhhhhh fuck! You like that boy? You like my poz cum soaking in your guts?” “Fuck yeah, pound it deeper in me!” I moaned. He pounded my hole for a while longer, making sure his load got really deep in there. I could feel his toxic load soaking in my guts. I shivered. What did this mean? What the fuck had I just done? It felt amazing, yet I was so scared! He pulled out and smiled. “I’m don’t actually have HIV. I was tested less than two days ago” he laughed. “But it’s nice to know you’re a true cum whore” giving my loaded butt a tap as he winked.

I hooked up twice over the summer when our daily cases were in low single figures and restrictions were relaxed. Nothing for the last 6 months. I barely see my friends, and haven't seen them at all since Christmas. I haven't seen my almost 100 year old grandmother for 11 months. I know several people who've died. I'd love a hookup. I'd love an orgy if I could get one. But covid needs to end.

Maybe I see it differently, supporting families and patients who have Covid or have died from the virus, having to try and get people with Covid discharged to places who really dont want them. To have families, bribing or begging or threatening you to spend time with their dying relative and it cant be. Funerals same, closed coffins, no chance to say goodbye. I aint no angel and have lived on dick all my life, I have been very very tempted on more than one occassion, but, not being a saint, still stayed away from hook ups, because it Matters to peoples lives. I will continue supporting Covid patients and all above in my job, which myself and collegues are at risk everyday, you just carry on and enjoy yourself, glad it does not bother people and its not just about you, you can still infect other people with devastating effects. Rant over!

making plans for the global fuckfest when we come out of lockdown?

I like a hot jockstrap. Recently discovered my daddy likes a leather jock. I have a small collection of those.

Maybe it’s not wrong if I add another point of view to this discussion as a versa. I love fuck as a top. When I see a bubble bottom or a tight pink hole I became horny and eat that ass and fuck it hard. But if there one or more horny top (even or furthermore they are also versatiles) I became totally bottom. I wanted to serve them. I agree that unloading for a real slut is not the goal but the reward. I enjoy that I’m not more than a hole made by the pleasure for the tops. And sometimes, many times I don’t cum but feel continuous mental orgasm while I am being fucked. A bonus for me if a young guy dominates me. I have a fb who is 27, so technically could be my son. Besides that this guy a big hairy bear and has a thick gorgeous cock, he always dominantes me verbal too. While he is fucking meg with his full body weight and power he always says soft humiliating things, like “do you need that cock, bitch?”, “beg for the cock slutty whore”, your hole loves that cock doesn’t it?” “You are mine and I will fuck you until you’re crying” “your hole will be destroyed worthless fag”. etc. He is a really nice, kind, and polite guy. Typical good boy with a bit femish face and soft voice. But when he sees my ass he became an animal. And I know this magic is because my slutty ego. Therefore, I became a slut.

Received mate! Nice to chat with you

Yes, it is! He’s my all time favourite top: superbly built, good-looking and hung, he fucks rough and hard, but is somehow tender and attentive towards his bottoms at the same time... I love the way he sometimes nibbles their ears or kisses them on the neck, and he always tells them when he’s about to cum... he’s the perfect alpha male, and all tops should watch and learn!

I was on a business trip, staying overnight in a hotel. Fired up Growler to see what might be available in the area. Plenty of hot guys, but just like at home - nobody talked. What's up with that? Came across a dude with some piercings and tats. He looked pretty dangerous, and pretty damn hot too. The fact that his profile had "poz" in it got my bone going. Guess he saw I looked at him because soon he sent me a message asking "What's up?" I told him I was from out of town and was seeing what I could find. I told him I'm vers but was really in a mood to get fucked. He was in a mood to do some fucking, as it turns out. He unlocked his pics to reveal a fat uncut dick. Maybe 7" and really thick. He wanted to know if I bareback. "Um, yea, I do bareback, but I'm neg" I told him, thinking that would end the conversation as it usually does. "Fuck yea" was his reply. I was really really nervous about it but my horniness won out, so I told him where I was staying. I figured the chances were he wouldn't show up. And if he did, we could get off in other way besides fucking. So I was somewhat surprised awhile later when there was a knock at the door. My heart was pounding like crazy. I couldn't believe I was going to actually do this! I looked through the peephole. He looked just like his pic. At 6'2" and stocky, he was taller and heavier than am I. Part of my brain seriously considered just staying quiet and pretending nobody was there, but instead I found myself opening the door. He started stripping down as soon as he got inside the room. That fat, uncock cock was half-hard and leaking a little. I got down to look at it more closely and take a taste. Was awesome - sticky and salty. After a little head he pulled me up and shoved his tongue down my throat. "I wanna fuck" was all he said. Not one for foreplay, I guessed. "How do you want me?" I asked. "On the edge of the bed, legs up." I shucked my shorts and sat on the edge of the bed where he sucked on my dick for awhile. He then grabbed the Gun Oil from the nightstand and slicked up his dick, then my hole. I laid back and he lifted my legs up to his shoulders and started to tease my hole with the slick head of his cock. The head was so shiny and smooth. By now he was leaking a lot. Not sure the Gun Oil was even needed there was so much. "Are you ready for this?" he asked. Scared shitless, all I could do was grunt. He took that as a yes and pressed his cockhead into my hole. I could feel it going in and the thickness became apparent very quickly. It kind of hurt, but he slowed down so I could get used to it. And that was just the head. Eventually I relaxed and he started pushing in further. When I could feel his cock rubbing past my prostate I just about lost it, but kept it together and he slowly pressed in fully. He held it there awhile. Pressing in and relaxing. Not really fucking, but moving just enough so I could get used to it. My cock was rock hard at the sight of him. There he was, looking like *****'s errand boy, my legs up on his shoulders and his dick in my ass. This is something I would never have dreamed of doing just a couple years ago. But I love dick, love cum, and know that eventually this will lead to becoming poz. I've accepted it as inevitable, but the reality of what was going on at that moment had me terrified and turned on all at the same time. He started pulling out and pushing back in. Slowly at first, with long strokes. Eventually his fucking became more insistent. I could feel his cock getting thicker in my ass. "You sure you want this?" he asked. "Yea" was all I could say. "You really neg?" he asked. "Yea" I said. "Fuckin A" he replied. "I ain't shot in a week, so you're gonna get a fat load" he grunted. And then it happened. I could feel it. His cock suddenly swelled and he shoved in and held it. I could feel that fat cock pulse as that poz cum shot in my ass. "Take that load pig" he yelled. To my surprise I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as tightly as I could. I felt his cock pulse more, shooting deep. A couple strokes on my cock and I sprayed cum all over my chest. It was an intense and deep orgasm so strong I was afraid I might have pinched his cock off in my ass. He slowly pulled out with a plop. His spent cock retreating into its hood. He lay down next to me on the bed and kissed me. Post-orgasm, I was starting to comprehend what I had done. This could be it. This could be the end of my life as an HIV negative person. Holy shit, what did I just do? He asked why I was being so quiet, so I told him what I was feelng. The enormity of it. "No big deal for me" he stated. "I just live my life and don't worry about it." "Do you have side effects from the meds?" I asked. "Yea, sometimes" he replied. That's why I'm taking a drug holiday right now." "You're not on meds?" I whispered. "No, been off them for a couple months" he replied. Fuck.

Last night was wasting time, waiting for the snowmageddon to hit, and decided I check out Grindr. Guy showing real close to me was looking so I hit him up. He didn't respond so I looked a bit more, didn't see anyone online that caught my eye, and put the phone down. About half an hour later, he responded and he exchanged messages. He wanted to know if I could host, because he didn't want his girlfriend to find out. She was stuck out of town due to the weather. Usually I don't hook up with guys who's gf doesn't know what he's doing, but being horny sometimes overrides all. Besides, he was totally my type; 19, slim, smooth, nice ass, and hung. Asked him what he wanted to do and he just wanted to top (his profile said vers). While I would have eventually given in, I was not going to give up a chance to tap that sweet ass. I told him I wanted to fuck him as well and we had to play bareback, even though his profile says safe only. I guess he let his dick get the best of him because he came over. I let him use my stuff to get ready and we hopped in the shower. He was so much hotter than his pictures; I was totally in lust. While in the shower, lots of oral and I rimmed him ass and had him moaning like a bitch. I don't think he's ever been tongue fucked like that. Finally got him to the bedroom for another hour or so of making out and foreplay until there was no resistance to my raw dick sliding up his ass. After fucking him for what seemed like another hour, I mounted him and dumped a massive load up his ass. I think I must have shot at least a dozen spurts balls deep into him. I told him to stay ass up after I pulled out so I could grab a butt plug and seal him up. I didn't want a load that size leaking out. I think he finally realized he has just fucked bare and been bred, but didn't resist being plugged, much. Afterwards I let him fuck me including ass to mouth whenever we changed positions; something he hadn't experienced either and really liked it. He eventually dumped his load in me. We stayed in bed, making out until I told him I wanted to fuck him again and he could fuck me as well. I did my tired and true method of rather than fucking him on round 2, having a long, sensual love making session. Teen bois seem to love that with older guys. Anyway, he ended up getting load number two and then fucked me again; also wanting to make it sensual. He was going to leave, but even just walking to the apartment complex down the street would have been dangerous so I told him to stay the night. Besides, there was plenty of time for more sex. We fucked one more time, this time I got him to try ass to mouth since he saw how much I liked doing it. He was the typical first timer; acted a bit grossed out, but eventually sucked my cock balls deep after it came right out of his ass. This morning we fucked two more times before he finally left. He's going to become a regular because he clearly liked the raw dick and ass, and I am totally in lust for him. Hopefully he'll be a regular for the next 3-4 years. I have no doubt he's going to be a bareback boi from now on. I've invited him to the next orgy I host later this month so I can introduce him to some of my other college boi fuck buddies as well as some hot daddies who love breeding college boi ass.

1993 First thing to know about me is that I've never been anywhere or done anything. I grew up in a very isolated area, though the college I went to was in a somewhat urban place, I never ventured out much. I was also a paranoid driver: traffic scared me and I also had no real sense of direction, consequently I often found myself lost. I had to adjust quickly because I relocated to a big city after graduation. I had not yet found a job, but hoped to get hired by a local company. It was summer and I had nothing to do all day (or night). Ever since that last year of college, my sleep patterns were so screwed up that I didn't ever feel truly awake until after sunset. I watched a lot of TV and then I'd go driving around after 2 or 3 AM, which helped me in acquainting myself with the city in finding gas stations and grocery stores. That hour of the night was traffic-free, which meant I could study the street names and businesses, so over the days I built a small map of the city in my head. Around 3 or 4 in the morning, the city became a different place. Different people were starting their day...pushing metal racks of bread or fixing hydrants. And hookers and hustlers were out looking to make a buck. I didn't know much, but I knew that a half-dressed male or female just standing downtown were selling their bodies. I especially noticed the males, especially because it was hot, even at night, and not surprisingly most of the male hustlers were shirtless and in shorts. In addition, several of them were quite muscular. One guy really caught my eye. He was loitering around in front of what I assumed was an adult bookstore. His dark curly hair hung down to his shoulders....and his torso was fantastic, giving the impression he was advertising for some muscle supplement. Standing there in his tiny jean shorts, t-shirt rucked in his back pocket - well, I wanted him, but I found myself wondering what was a "customer" supposed to do? Did I park and walk to him..or honk? I had no idea. I just went home and thought about the night. In college, I had a gay friend. We spotted each other the very first day we moved into the dorm. No, we never hooked up -- we were not matches for each other. I was quiet and guarded while he was flamboyant and obvious. Tony. He was my source of gay sex information. H e went out with men and had anonymous sex in the park. I always wanted to put on extra clothes when he told me his adventures. We stayed friends because he liked weird foreign movies and obscure books. We were very different, but there was a bond between us. After graduation, I moved away while he stayed to shack up with some grad student he'd met. I phoned him regularly, and couldn't wait to ask him about male hookers. "Well, yeah. You're in the big city now. Don't get too fascinated with hustlers, Mike. You're too new to everything ... you're like a pre-teen now. I won't have you get mixed up with that world." "Why not?" "Ugghhh. You're infuriating! Why are you so curious? Is there a really hot guy working the streets that you want?" "No. Well, yeah. He's really gorgeous...and is in shape. Looks healthy to me." "You're smart enough to know that HIV is really good at hide and seek. I honestly want to strangle you right now. He might look like a GQ model, but that doesn't mean a damn thing. OK. I can tell you want to explore this. Just leave your wallet at home, don't take anything he offers you...like pills or a drink or anything smoke-able. And don't kiss him!" "What? Why can't I kiss him?" "Because there's a good chance he'll already have cum in his mouth! Along with every oral STD known to modern medicine." "Oh." "And they smell bad. Hell, this hot guy you are mesmerized by most likely has a drug habit and couldn't get a hard-on anyway." "But --- But how do you do the whole thing? Do you walk up to them or drive by or honk?" "Nope. Not telling you anything else. If you are dumb enough to try this, then I want no part in helping you." "Okay, okay. How's Arthur?" "Him? I've moved on. He sleeps with socks on and is losing his hair. I work at that vintage record store we always went to. The manager and I are dating now." "As long as you're happy, Tony." "Don't suddenly play nice, little boy. I'm very mad at you right now." "I know. I know. I'll call you later." "Whatever." (click) Dang. I'd always thought of Tony as frivolous and carefree when it came to sex, but he really seemed concerned that I stay safe. But he'd already felt and tasted dicks while I never had. I was a goddamn 22 year old virgin who was getting desperate. I at least wanted to try this. I at least wanted to stop being so alone. It was a Thursday night in early August, but not late enough yet. I wouldn't dare go out before 1 AM. How did you dress before picking up a sex worker? I decided on a pair of blue shorts and a Go-Go's concert T-shirt. Cologne? Maybe just a little. I had so much time to kill. I had a beer, but wondered if I should save this sixer in case I brought my hustler home. Nah. That wouldn't happen. I drank and watched some old VHS tapes. I could always get lost in a movie no matter what else was going on in the world. "Grease" was what I decided to put in. It's long and I love the songs. It was 1:45 before I realized. I'd consumed half the beers already. I guess it was now or never. Ever been so excited that one of your legs shakes uncontrollably? It used to happen to me before tests or when I was in trouble for something. I thought of Tony and felt guilty. But I drove to the sex street with the radio on at a low volume. Of course HE was there. Of course. I prayed he would be while also maybe hoping he wouldn't. He was at the usual spot near the xxx bookstore. Well, hell, I could just go in there and be a regular customer --- looking for titty magazines. If I happened to make eye contact with him, then so be it. Perfect. I parked n the street and waited for my leg to settle down. Then I was five feet away from this man. He was looking out toward the street, but glanced my way and smiled. He wasn't as cute close-up as I'd imagined. His bulge was still pretty big, though. "Looking for a date?" "Me? I...uh...I don't know. Just going to do some shopping. For now." "Enjoy. I'm Rick, by the way." He walked u and shook my hand. His teeth were kind of messed up and the skin on his hand was rough and crusty. He also wasn't wearing any shoes. He'd taken off his flip-flops and was just standing on the dirty sidewalk in his bare feet. Weird. He also had sores or scabs or something on his legs. I looked him over...and I guess I showed my cards. He knew what I was and what I wanted. "I'm Mike. Have a good evening," he smirked. Once inside, I was too overwhelmed with the bright light and weirdness that I barely remembered to kick myself for not talking to him more. The store was insane. Many, many rubber dongs in plastic wrap. And machines and devices I couldn't imagine how to use...or which gender used them. The magazine selection was massive, as was the movie selection. There were saloon doors leading to another room, where I guess the little video booths were. Not ready for that. It was all too much. I felt like I had to buy something. Toward the front there were packs of condoms. I purchased one of those with one of the twenties I'd put in my front pocket. The heavily-pierced cashier threw in a few free lube samples. Okay. I could go home and beat off with this stuff. It never would have occurred to me that 'Rick' would still be there. "Done already? Not a fan of the arcade, huh?" Arcade? Like video games? No. I figured out he meant the videos you payed a quarter to see. I already knew what those were. "No. Not my style." "Yeah. I guess you aren't. B ut you're definitely a Night Owl. I know I've seen your car around this time of night for a few weeks." "Oh...yeah.. I don't sleep much lately." "I got something that will give you sweet dreams." Shit! I couldn't just cut and run now. "I'd pay good money for sweet dreams. How much would the dreams cost?" "Not much. Twenty? You got a twenty?" "I do." "Excellent. It's a Thursday Special -- tonight only. There's a vacant lot right behind this building. Park right up here along eighth street and meet me there. There's some construction stuff right under a streetlight. I'll be waiting." I didn't know the exact time because I didn't have a watch on. It's a nice watch I got it as a graduation present...and I left it at home. I did however bring my wallet. Once I got in the car, though, I shoved it in the glove compartment. I was nervous down to my bone marrow and wished I'd had at least one more beer before leaving. I controlled myself enough to pull my car out and drive to where I was told. It got very yuppie and residential along this street. There was indeed a vacant lot behind the adult store but it was dark. I think they were going to build something here, but for now it was nothing but rubble and dirt and machinery. I saw the streetlight, but it seemed defenseless in this muggy night sky. Voices. Laughter. Oh shit. Was I being set up? I held back a little, waited. I peeked over a giant hunk of concrete and saw seven or eight guys standing in the light. And something else was going on. There was something happening that I couldn't see. I moved closer and hid behind the wheel of a dozer or tractor or something. It was a gang bang! I knew that term from Tony, who had taken part in one. Voluntarily. Was this what was happening?? Really?? I dared to get closer. I saw a gang of guys watching another bare-assed guy fucking Rick. They all just stood and drank from bottles and watched. WATCHED! I guess the guy was done because he got up and pulled his shorts back on. One of the others got down and started in on Rick's ass. He barely took his pants down...just started pumping fast and furious. Glad I didn't get here earlier... I could be raped as well. The second either came or just got off the hustler because one of the others wanted his turn. I should just leave now, call Tony tomorrow and tell him I was an idiot. OK. I got up to leave and felt a huge, heavy hand on my shoulder. Trapped. "Don't leave just yet, little friend. Rick promised us a second course. He does this for us every other night." He pulled me up out of my hiding spot and I was led toward the action. The ghastly action. I must have been in shock, because I felt like it was all going to be okay. This would all go away. "Yo! Lookie here! It's the guy who fell for Rick's shit! He seems like a virgin to me...which means I go first," It was going to be okay. I would get out of this just fine. I was shoved forward into the light. I saw the group of dudes standing in a half-circle. They were brown, white, black ... and all big and menacing. Rick must have known he was done because he got up fast and took off. Asshole. I had this to deal with now. By myself. I thought about trying to talk my way out of the situation, but no words came. The guy who captured me in the rubble turned me around to face him. He was impossibly broad and tall, with a stubbly face and a backwards baseball hat on his head. "You're a child. Damn. You ever sucked a dick? I can initiate you right now. Bite me, and the ambulance will have to pick you up. Understood?" He unzipped his jeans and produced a giant stiff dick. Right in my face. OK. This will all be fine. I kissed and licked the slimy head a little. The asphalt was tearing my bare knees to shreds. Funny that I liked it. He held the back of my head and plunged his tool deeper down my throat. Tony had told me about doing this. He said he always gagged, but I didn't. He just kept going. I couldn't breathe, but this was so much more vital than oxygen. Dick. I'd needed this too long. I would have been satisfied if everything ended this second, but no. He pushed me down on my back and stripped my shorts off. He fell on top of me and had every intention of raping my butt hole. His cock head was so slick with my spit that he was able to get inside of me a little. It was going to be okay. Wrong! It hurt like someone shoved hot metal up my guts. I started to scream, but a tennis shoe stepped on my mouth. It wasn't going to be okay. I endured the awful hurt as a dirty shoe sole was on my mouth and this big dude was thrusting his big dick deeper and deeper inside me. I had no fight left. He busted a load in me and stayed still. "There you go. You got my dose. Now you get Aneet's. His shoe was just on your face. You like that, baby boy?" "Hold on...no...let me..let me just...." Too late. A vaguely Middle Eastern man was covering me with his body. "You like the taste of my foot? Give me your number after this is all over and you can lick my shoes anytime you want. Get ready. I'm the biggest guy here." He was huge, but he was a little more gentle than the first guy. My ass was numb. I barely felt pain except when he got very deep and hit a place where there was no more room. But he kept going. I'm going to die now. But he pushed in further somehow. He gasped...maybe as surprised as I was that a dick could go so far in. He squinted his eyes tight and then opened them wide again. "Fuck! Give me your number no matter what!" Then I took on the rest of them. Big black guys and grungy white trash...one after the other. I was so full of sperm. I could feel it dribbling out of me. I should just die now. Maybe one of them had a gun and could just kill me. If only. The party seemed to be breaking up. Everybody was heading out. Aneet helped me up and found my clothes. He walked me to my car. "Are you okay to drive? Do you need a hospital? I can take you. I'm a little drunk, but I can drive." "No. I just need to rest now." I felt like I was in a dream and none of this had really happened. Aneet tucked a piece of paper into my glove compartment. His phone number. I thought I would probably die in a car crash on my way home. But I didn't. I got home and showered for thirty minutes. Bed. I slept as the poison cum from the gang soaked in. Nightmares all night. I tested HIV+ four months later. Of course. I wanted to call Tony, but I knew he'd be outraged. I called Aneet instead.

After another quick shower I enjoyed watching a guy in a sling get bred. Another finger found it's way up my hole and I decided I better get prepared for what seemed inevitable. I made my way to the front desk and bought a kit to clean out. I decided I would be prepared for a safe condom fuck. As I was showering after my douche a guy I know from the choir I sing in slipped under the shower head beside me. I had never seen him naked before. He was a pretty average looking slim guy; but his dick was anything but average. How could I not have noticed the bulge this uncut dark beauty must have created in his pants. He noticed me staring, smiled and started soaping up his crotch and magnificent man meat. Clearly his intention had gone from cleaning to stroking. I watched as it proved to be not just a shower but also a grower. Not quite as thick as a beer can and at least ten inches in length. His voice broke me out of my angling trance. "I want to fuck you. Let's finish here and go to my room." He had a regular room. Bed, mirrored walls, TV screen high on one end playing bareback porn and the light on but dimmed. We stripped off our towels as soon as the door was closed. He had me lie face down. No kissing, no fondling. It looked like this would progress as straight forward as his declaration in the shower. His hands spread my ass cheeks and his tongue penetrated my hole. I realized his tongue must be as amazing as his cock by the depth he was able to achieve. His technique was slow and sensuous at times, and fast and furious at other times. I was amazed at his endurance. After five minutes I was preparing my mind and body for the onslaught of his monster fuck stick. He transitioned from tongue fuck to eating out my tender hole. What started as a tender nibbles became bites and chewing of my ass lips just below an intolerable pain level. His technique and endurance was utterly astonishing. I lost track of time so consumed by pleasure. Finally his lips and licking started to move up my ass crack. He kissed his way up my spine and began to nibble lightly on my neck. Waves of chills and trembling moved throughout my body as something started to message my outer ring. When I thought I could take no more my hole was penetrated and I snapped to my senses. "No! No, you need to wear a condom. Pull out! You need a condom!" I cried. "Relax dude, that's just a finger. Don't worry ", his calm response. "Oh ... okay. That's okay. But you'll need a condom. " "Relax dude. Let me play with this tight hole. Let me get it good and ready. " And he did. One finger led to two. Two fingers l led to three. When the fourth finger was added I thought my ass couldn't stretch anymore. Yet at the same time it felt fantastic and my moans of pleasure just kept egging him on. To my amazement he added his thumb and proceeded with a vigorous pneumatic pulsing drilling motion. I thought I would split in two as I anticipated his knuckles breaking through and that I'd be recieving my first ever fist fuck. He seemed to know the limit to pound but not break through. After about three minutes he stopped and whispered in my ear. "This ass is now ready for my monster cock." I just nodded my head. With his naked cock head pressing against my eager hole I cleared my throat. "Hmm. Um ... you are forgetting something." "Oh shit man! Do you really want one of those. My raw skin is going to feel so much better." "I know. But yes, you need to wear a condom." "Oh man, I hate those things. They make my dick go flaccid. Please! I so want to fuck this tight ass." "No, sorry. Condom or no fuck. No matter how much I want you in me. I don't know you well enough. Fuck, I don't know anyone well enough to go raw. Besides, I already had one slip up and I'm not going through that worry again. Suite up or I'll have to ship out!" "Okay! Okay!" He was clearly frustrated. "Role over and put your legs up. I want to eat your ass as I put this on. Then I want to fuck you missionary and see your face as this monster breaches your fortress." His excellent ass eating resumed as I could hear him wrestle with the package and condom. As quick as it started it ended and I could see him looking down in distress. "It broke." He tried again and that one broke as well. I asked if he'd brought any extra large and he confessed he didn't think he'd need them. I tried to role the next one on and had better luck. He started to ease into my hole and it hurt like hell. I took deep breaths, urged him to add more lube and pleaded for him to go slow. When he was three inches in I felt the rubber snap hitting my inner gut walls. Clearly he was too big for the regular condoms the bathhouse provided. The pain in my but was both excruciating and exhilarating all at the same time.

When I was 10 my mom and step dad got a divorce. Through a few different circumstances I ended up going to live with my step Dad. He was really the only father I have ever known so I think of him as my father. We moved into a one bedroom apt a couple hundred miles away from my mom so we both were new to the area and spent all of our time together. My dad was and is an extremely handsome 6’3 muscular man. I unfortunately didn’t get height from my gene pool. At 10 I already knew I was not the same as other kids my age. I was not big into sports, video games, any of the regular male activities kids did at that age. I really enjoyed hanging with my dad, cooking and being a general home body. Because we lived in a one bed apt my Dad gave me the bed room and he slept on the couch. After a few months of him waking up with back issues I told him we could sleep together in the same room. I remember thinking the first night that i liked being in bed with him. I think we both slept better. Over time we settled in to our routine of me going to school, coming home and taking care of cleaning the apt and cooking. We would go on walks and talk all of the time. When I was 11 almost 12 I started to have different feelings and I remember that I always would try to catch my Dad coming out of the shower or sometimes my hand would move over to his side of the bed and slightly touch his dick. When I had the opportunity to see my dads cock I was mesmerized. I didn’t know that he was above average at the time. I thought my cock was going to get that big some day. It never did. Lol. More and more I would slide my hand over to his side of the bed to try to get a feel of his cock. Once in a while it was hard and I would try to get more of it in my hand. One night, we’ll it was more early morning i had his cock almost fully in my hand when he started to stir like he was going to wake up. I started to move my hand away and he grabbed it and put it back on his cock. I lates there and thought how incredible it was. Over the next months and year we became more and more comfortable with each other’s bodies. It was just a given that I would hold and rub his cock each night and he started playing with my hole. Everything felt so organic and natural. When I was 13 I started to little spoon him. I loved the way his big cock would feel on my ass. When he is hard he leaks precum a lot. He would rub it on my hole and finger me. I would naturally buck and back up on his finger/fingers and moan. He would get off and blow his load on my back. This went on for a while and at some point I started pushing back on his cock when it at my hole. At first I could only get the tip in and the whole head and so on. By the time I was 14 my dad was breeding me all the time. He taught me everything about how a bottom takes care of their mans needs and i loves it. It wasn’t just sex we made love. I became the woman of the house and I really loved the role. We had and still have a great relationship. But like all great things it had to come to an end. I went off to college and my freshman year contracted hiv. My dad ended our sexual relationship at that point. To this day I have never found a man that can take me to the places sexually that he can. But of course I am going to keep trying. Lol

Hi, Im Lee, and this is my story. I should say up front that I'm not a writer - so please don't expect everything to be themed and told in any sort of order. I started writing this because I was bored out of my fucking mind during lockdown, and I've just written encounters down as I've thought of them. Like I said, my name is Lee. I'm 32 years old and I run a lettings agency in west London. I've owned the business for about seven years now and, though I say it myself, I've made it into a really sucessful business. Outside work I play sport and I volunteer for a couple of charities. Oh, and I'm HIV positive and not on any meds. That's a bit of a long story and I might tell you about that another time. I was diagnosed about seven years ago - just after I had taken over the business. I suppose I felt a number of things when I was diagnosed - some expected and some unexpected. The most unexpected thing was how horny it made me. It seemed like my dick was permanently hard and I just wanted to fuck as many lads as I could - and actually that's more or less what I did and and pretty much what I've been doing ever since. Here's the deal. I don't stealth anyone - any guy who gets my load up his cunt knows he's going to get it. I don't lie either - if anyone asks me about my status I will tell them - but if they don't ask, I don't tell. I'm a top, I love to fuck and I don't like condoms. That's about it really. Well, let's say I'm mostly a top - if the truth be told, the more I've had to drink, the more likely you are to find me with my arse in the air, but I'm a top most of the time. I think I'm an ordinary looking guy but, though I say it myself, I do have quite a sizeable cock and I pack the front of my trousers out pretty well, even when my dick is soft. That's led to a lot of opportunities when I've seen guys checking out - I'm not shy about going for it and pretty soon one thing leads to another. That's true at work too. The business is quite a small business and so I do a lot of the property viewings, inspections and end of tenancy visits myself. We act for a number of landlords and the property portfolio consists of a lot of student flats and houses, some very high end flats and various other properties in and around west London. I know a lot of people think you should't mix business with pleasure but I have to be honest - I've had so much sex through work. You'd be surprised how often I find some lad checking out my crotch when I'm showing a flat. Sometimes its one of a group of students, sometimes it's the father of one of the students and very often it's one half a couple who are viewing a property together - and this applies to both gay and straight couples. When I've finished a viewing, I always give out my card and say if they have any questions or want a second viewing or anything they just need to call me. If I've noticed anyone checking me out, I give them a card with my personal mobile number written on it and you'd be surprised how many calls I get and how many times I get to enjoy a horny bareback fuck with no one any the wiser and more often than not, no questions asked. One time we took on the management of a flat just outside our area in south London. It was a nice flat but the parking around about it was terrible - London parking at it's worst. The first few times I went there I had to park miles away and then I noticed that there was a council estate just on the other side of the block which, unlike everywhere else around it, didn't appear to have controlled parking and I started parking in there. I got a couple of dirty looks from the residents and knew I probably shouldn't continue parking there but it was so convvenient I did - and then one day I got challenged. The guy who challenged me looked to be in his mid 30s - he was slim, dark haired and actually quite good looking. He was obviously nervous and had clearly taken his courage in both hands to challenge me. He was brick red but explained that the parking was for residents only and when people from outside parked there it made it harder for people who lived there. He told me he was a nurse who worked shifts and said it was really inconvenient if he couldn't get parked. When he finished tallkng he looked at me and I could tell he was nervous about my reaction so I smiled at him and told him he was quite right to call me out and I apologised for being selfish and told him I wouldn't park there again. He was a bit taken aback. "Oh, well.....I suppose it's not that big a deal," he said, with a smile. I held out my hand "I'm Lee," I said. He shook my hand. "I'm David". I had noticed him checking out the front of my trousers by now and I could feel my cock growing in my pants. There was no mistaking it now - he was definitely checking me out so I decided to go for it. I spread my legs a bit to give him a better view and he asked nervously if I would like a cold drink as it was such a hot afternoon. I said that would be great and soon I was following him up to the second floor of one of the blocks. I could tell he was nervous as he handed me a (very welcome) cold drink and guessed I would have to make the first move so I pulled him towards me and soon we were kissing. A few minutes later, my pants were down and he was sucking my cock. It was just what I needed and I must say he did it really well. I could easily have let him blow me until I unloaded in his mouth but I wanted to see if he was willing to go any further. I pulled him up and soon I was going down on him. I sucked his cock for a while and then turned him round. He bent over the kitchen counter and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. Along with fucking, licking arse is definitely my favourite thing. I love pulling a guys cheeks apart and pushing my tongue right up him, knowing that I'm soon going to be pushing my raw cock up there. David's arse was a little hairy and I enjoyed licking it and judging by the moans he was giving out, he was enjoying it as much as me. I stood up and began to rub my cock against his hole. He pulled back then. "Oh...." he said, "I can't....I...I've got a partner..." His voice tailed off as I pushed the head of my cock against his arse again. "I really want to fuck you," I said and he moaned. I knew he wanted it too but then he said "We have to use a condom." I told him I didn't like condoms and he moaned again. "I....I can't,,,,,not without a condom." I told him that was fine and said I totally respected his decision and said we didn't have to fuck. I've found to this to be a very effective strategy over the years in getting lads to fuck without a condom - especially when they're really horny for it as this guy was - I've found that so many safe only guys will fuck bare rather than miss out on a fuck if they're horny enough and this guy was no exception. He said hesitatingly "Well, maybe just for a little while...."and a few minutes later he was bent over the kitchen table and my bare cock was pushing up his arse. He pushed his arse out further and moaned as I began to fuck him. "Oh fuck!" he moaned, "Fuck me.....fuck me!" I could tell he was really horny and guessed that his boyfriend probably hadn't given him one for a while. He was still moaning as I began to fuck him harder and I guessed that he hadn't expected to end up bent over the kitchen table with his pants down and a bare cock up his arse when he came out to speak to me about parking on the estate. I was enjoying every minute of the fuck, expecting him to ask me to pull out soon but he didn't. I was getting close now and told him so but he didn't react and I kept fucking him. After another ten or twelve thrusts I could feel myself starting to cum and I told him so. "Do it..." he moaned, "Fucking do it!" I hadn't cum for several days and seconds later I was pumping what I knew was a massive load up his arse. It felt like I was never going to stop cumming - I really bred him. When I had pulled out he stood up and mopped his brow with his T shirt. "I really needed that!" he said with a grin. Then he reddened a bit and said he didn't normally cheat on his partner like this. I said we're all human and he grinned again. I don't think it occurred to him that I had just pumped a toxic load up him. I didn't have to visit that particular flat for a while after that but a few months later I was doing the property inspection and I parked on the council estate again. When I returned to my car, a group of four lads in trackie bottoms and T shirts who looked to be in their late teens or early twenties were drinking in an entrance way just beside it. As I approached my car they started shouting at me and calling me a posh cunt and telling me to fuck off out their estate. I'm not easily intimidated so I tried to ignore them and got into my car and started it up. They were making wanking signs now and as I moved off one of them, a dark haired lad in a football top, turned round, dropped his pants and bared his arse at me. I grinned - he had a nice arse - and then just as I had pulled away there was a crash as one of the other lads threw a full can of beer at my car with some force. I was not grinning now and kept driving. I stopped a few miles away to survey the damage - the rear light of the car was smashed and the bodywork dented quite badly. I was really pissed off - I was proud of my car and I had bought it when the business started to make some money - but much as I love cars, I understand they are inanimate objects and can be repaired so I just booked it in to a body repair shop. It wasn't cheap. I didn't park on the council estate again - I guess you could say I had finally learned my lesson - and I found somewhere to park a bit further away on the edge of some woodland. It was about three weeks later that I was walking back to my car when I heard someone calling to me. I turned round and saw it was one of the lads from the council estate - a tall blond lad. I didn't want any trouble so I started walking faster. "Wait," he called and then added "Please." I turned round and he caught up with me. "I'm sorry," he said "I just wanted to say I'm sorry." he said. "It was stupid and I'm really sorry I did it." I realised he was telling me it was him who threw the can at my car. I was really tempted to tell him to fuck off but I could see in his eyes that he genuinely seemed to be troubled about what had happened. He was a bit nervous now "Look," he said, "I don't have any money, but maybe I could buy you a drink or something?" I looked at him and he reddened "Just to say sorry, you know." I relented "How about I buy you one?" I said and a few minutes later we were in a bar on the main road near the estate. I bought him a lager and myself a soft drink (I was driving) and we talked. He told me his name was Robert and he was 20. He was employed part time but didn't earn very much money and he had recently split up with his girlfriend. On the second drink he told me that he had a two year old daughter but his ex girlfriend was being difficult and not allowing him proper access. He told me he was really sorry he had behaved like such a prick and wished he could pay for the damage to my car. I told him not to worry about it - It was repaired and I was not concerned about it. On the third drink he asked about me and did not seem particulary surprised when I told him I was gay. He asked if I had a partner and I told him I didn't. Robert picked up his lager which was half full and downed it in one. He grinned and said he needed to go for a piss. I said I did too and we made our way to the toilet. Soon we were standing at the urinal together and I could see Robert was checking out my cock as he pissed like a racehorse. A short time later we were in a cubicle and Robert was sitting on the toilet and I was standing in front of him. He unzipped my smart work trousers and pulled them down along with my pants and soon he was sucking my cock. He sucked me quite well and I couldn't help wondering just how straight he was. He certainly did not resist when I pulled him up. I wanked him for a while and then motioned to him to turn round. WIthout a word, he turned round, pulled his pants right down and bent over the toilet. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hole. It wasn't very fresh, but in fairness he probably hadn't been expecting anyone to stick their tongue up it and I didn't really care anyway. I licked his arse for a while and then reached into my pocket for the little pack of lube I always have somewhere about my person. Robert did not resist as I pushed my cock into him - he just gave a little grunt and soon my cock was right up him. I began to fuck him - turned on by the tightness of his arse and the fact that we were fucking in the toilet of a run down straight pub. The toilet was not very clean and it smelled very strongly of piss, but somehow this just turned me on even more and before long I was getting close to cumming. "I'm close," I panted and he asked if I was going to cum in him. "Do you want me to?" I asked and he nodded. I didn't hold back and soon I was pumping a nice big load of cum into his arse. When I had finished cumming, Robert stood up, took hold of his cock and began to wank. I fingered his cummy hole as he wanked and before long he was shooting a big load of cum down the tiled wall of the cubicle. He griined at me. "You've done that before!" I said and he shrugged "Now and then" he said. "Do you like it?" I asked and Robert nodded and grinned at me again. I didn't have cause to visit that area for a while after that and the only other time I visited the council estate was one afternoon when I badly needed to piss. I remembered there a little wooded area behind a brick shed on the estate and I figured that it wouldn't do any harm just to quickly take a piss there on the way past - and to be honest it was either that or wet my pants and I didn't want to do that. A few minutes later I was mid way through a much needed piss behind the shed when I sensed that I was not alone. I turned and found a dark haired young lad of about 18 or 19 watching me. He was dressed in a polo shirt and work trousers and I saw from his badge that his name was Reece and he was part of the council's Estate Services Team. I had seen members of the team on the estate now and then, cleaning and tidying the garden areas. Reece was staring openly at my cock and I pulled back a bit to give him a better view as I finished pissing. It wasn't long before my cock was in his mouth and I was enjoying a really good blow job. This lad may have been young but he certainly knew what he was doing - it was one of the best blow jobs I had had in ages. I let him suck me for a while longer and then pulled him up. He didn't take much persuading to drop his pants for me and soon he was leaning against the brick shed, his work trousers and his white underpants at his knees and my cock up his arse. He told me he wanted it hard and I gave it to him hard, before shooting my toxic load deep into his unprotected young arse. Shortly after this encounter, the landlord put his flat on the market and I had no cause to visit that area again - but I certainly had some horny fun when I was there and, as always, enjoyed every minute of it. I've also quite enjoyed writing this - if you like it, I'll write some more.

I had just moved and after a long few days of heavy lifting, unpacking, rearranging and organizing I was feeling the need to unwind. I arranged with a couple of friends to go out and let off a bit of steam as it had been ages since we had all been dancing and drinking together. My boyfriend had decided that he just wanted to chill at home and that was fine by me, I could use some independent time. Saturday night finally came and I put on my usual attire, white t-shirt and jeans…I was never one for getting really dressed up especially since I intended on dancing the night away. I’m 5’10 and had honed my body to a lean and muscular swimmers frame. My friends all wanted to go to the city’s only gay club as it had better music. I don’t usually like the gay scene, I find it too fruity and I was much more of a guys guy, but I went along anyway. The night kicked off with dinner and drinks before we descended the stairs to the club and the usual heat and dark lighting invaded my senses immediately. I made my way to the bar and was met with a crowd of very young camp partiers and the older guys who were hanging out watching the scene. I got a few looks, eyes moving up and down my body, sizing me up. I ignored the glances and ordered my drink before heading off to find my group. A couple of straight mates had joined my girlfriends for the evening, undoubtedly trying to hook up with them, and I felt more at ease in their company than the throng gay guys crowding the terrace. The night wore on and we headed to the dance floor, just a big group goofing around, laughing and joking as the beats throbbed through our bodies. A guy I didn’t know had joined the group on an invite from my friend Melissa. He was a muscular, good looking guy and a surprisingly good dancer. He was putting the moves hard on Mel, so we all gave them a bit of space as they ground against one another on the dance floor, not wanting to interrupt the public foreplay in which they were engaged. Time flew past under the strobe lighting and gradually my group whittled down with my mates heading off at different times to go to other clubs and try their luck with the ladies. My girlfriends were all starting to head towards the door at about 3am. I decided to stay on as I had bumped into a few people I knew. Mel and the guy were off in a dark corner as I stayed on the dance floor. A couple of guys moved a bit closer and I ended up dancing with them, they were good guys and I told them I had a boyfriend so we just had fun gyrating to the music. A little while later Mel popped up and said in my ear that she was done. I asked her how it had gone with the guy and she said he had tried to get her to go off with him but she knew from experience that drunk guys are a dud lay so she declined. I kissed her on the cheek and we said our good-byes. At that time, guys around me were getting a bit handsy, moving closer and closer, their hands edging under my sweat drenched t-shirt. Even with a few drinks in me I knew it was time to go and politely extricated myself from the situation. I left the club and thought about grabbing a taxi but as it was only a few kilometres to my new place I decided to walk off the tipsyness I felt. I headed off in the homeward direction and a few hundred metres up the road I found the guy Mel had fobbed off sitting on the curb, he seemed pretty wasted, but he waved at me and I stopped. “Just heading home,” I said, “You ok man, need help getting a taxi?” “Na, was gonna walk home, I’m just across the park,” he pointed across the parklands towards the main road. “Cool man, am headed that way myself, let’s get you up.” I held my hand out to help him up. A firm grip met it and I hauled him to his feet. He was a big guy, mid thirties, 6’2 and had a physical labourer body, masculine and assured. We strolled down the road and, in between swigs of beer, he started talking about my hot girlfriend Mel and how hard he’s been trying to get with her. I laughed and said, “Get in line bud.” I knew I probably shouldn’t have but I wasn’t thinking clearly. “Waddaya mean? She giving it up to other guys?” he slightly slurred, he seems quite peeved at the idea. “No idea bud, but there are plenty of guys after her I would image,” I said trying to diffuse his annoyance. We crossed a main road and headed along the path through the parklands. I quickened my pace as it got a bit chillier in the dense foliage. “Na man, I reckon u know. She sluttin round while prick teasin me?!” it was a question and a statement at the same time. I moved slightly away, “Like I said mate I dunno anything, I haven’t seen her in ages and didn’t talk much to her tonight,” all of which was true. He adjusted himself in his jeans, “I’m so bloody hard for her man, and she was all over me, kept me boned all night and then she split.” He kept kinda rambling to himself about how much of a cock tease she is and how he was gonna give it to her good. I laughed a bit, “Yeh girls can be like that”. He rambled a annoyed agreement, still adjusting himself through his pant leg, “Yer girls are teases,” this comment more audible and coherent. The path had gone from paving to just dirt as we passed through the maze of trees leading to the big oval. Suddenly, in a quick movement knocked me over onto the grass. I fell to the side, narrowly missing hitting my head on the trunk of a tree. Sprawled on the ground I looked up at him. His broad shoulders obscured what little light there was in the thick bunch of trees and he towered menacingly above me, a glower on his face. “Girls are teases, but guys are easy.” My heart raced, and I went to get up, “What the f…” my words cut off as I moved my weight from my side and rolled to my hands and knees to push myself upright again, as a great weight pressed on my back and a hand yanked at the back of my jeans. “Hey, get the fuck off me maannnnn…” my words became muffled as the weight moved from my back to my neck and my face was pressed into the grass. The guy pushed my head hard and I felt the heat of his torso through my sweaty top. “Yeh guys are real easy,” he muttered into my ear, his body pressed over the back of mine. In a swift, rough movement my jeans tore and were yanked down to my bent knees by a very strong grip. I heard the sound of a zipper sliding down. “That lil bitch may not be taking it tonight, but you won’t b so lucky.” I struggled to free myself, pushing up with all my strength, my muscles straining. But he was much stronger with all of his weight bearing down on me. He chuckled a bit, “I like a struggle. Saw you teasing those guys on the dance floor tonight. You’re just like your bitch friend. Fucking tease!! You like a big raw cock? Bet u do! If you don’t, you’re taking mine anyway,” his deep voice was laced with aggression. “Please…” I started. “Begging for it already…knew you were a slut!” Spit hit my crack and slid down to my hole, one, two, three gobs. “That’s all your getting boy!” he stated as his muscular legs pressed against the inside of my thighs and pushed them wider apart, my jeans digging hard into my knees before giving way and sliding a further down my calves, my legs parting wider. I felt a great heat, like a hot iron rest along my crack. It felt like it was branding me. “Don’t…” I muttered into the grass, my head still roughly held there. “Too late bitch,” he sneered before his hips moved slightly backward then shoved brutally forward. My hole clenched, but his big slab pushed harder. I felt his leg muscle contract even more and he rammed hard. My eyes snapped wide as I felt my hole rip open around his giant head. My breathing became ragged and I went to cry out in absolute agony when a big hand snaked around my cheek and clamped firm over my mouth. My cry not heard, the rest of his monster was forced up my tearing chute, fast and hard. I couldn’t relax, every muscle in me tensed and my hole was spasmed firmly shut, as he drove the entire shaft into me to the hilt, burying himself pubes deep with sheer brute strength. I felt the cold scratch of the zipper being forced close to my hole as he laughed at my struggles and pain. “Urggh, fuck yeh, tight lil fucker aren’t ya! Bet ur boyfriend doesn’t fuck ya like this.” His hips retreated, removing the solid mass from deep in my gut, until I was almost empty, then firing back into my torn hole. “Yeh, ya need a real man fucking ya…come on” hand still clamp over my mouth he moved his other hand to grip my shoulder and pulled. My hole tore even more as his rod pushed deeper into my gut. I cried out into his palm as the veins in my neck strained. “Look at ya, bent over with a man’s cock up shoved up your ass, and you love it, don’t ya? Pretending to be a man, but I’m the man!” he shoved again for emphasis. “Can’t fuck a girl rough like this, but guys love it. They take it anyway I like! You sick bitch!” My ripped hole spasmed involuntarily,“Oh FUCK!” he yelled, obviously liking the feeling. He released my mouth and grabbed a fistful of hair as he started laying into my hole, pulling my head back and pushing down on the middle of my back, almost breaking me in two, repeatedly lodging himself as deep as he could go. He started building up a real pace, his big arms flexing and holding on tighter and stronger. My entire body was rocking, “Make me feel good slut, keep it tight, make me feel good.” He shoved a few fingers into my mouth, gagging me, as he pushed my legs painfully further apart. My ass clenched at the pain and he let out an “ah” while driving even deeper. “Oh yeh that’s it, make daddy feel good. Milk the dick. Yeh. So tight! Yeh. Squeeze my shaft. Yeh. You like my big dick ey? Ahhh” I grunted in response, pain searing through me as I was impaled again on his raw shaft, “You fucking love it!” I heard his words through perfect ears, along with my grunts, trying to take the rough spit fuck, my vision, distorted by tears. I felt like an arm had been shoved up inside me, the guy was huge and thick. “Getting close fag”, he grunted and pushed down on my back harder and gripped my hair tighter. He leaned over, his abs pressing into my lower back, so his lips were close to my ear, his hot breath moving over my cheek. “like this bitch, don’t ya? Like my ten incher, raping you..You fuckin lil fag, been gaggin’ for it all night! Man, your hole is tight, gonna get me off soon. Needa empty my balls. Gonna load you up pussy, take a real man’s load! You want my jizz, fucker?” I didn’t reply, couldn’t reply, I could barely breathe from the pain. “Answer me boy! You want my swimmers?!” he rammed his hips hard and rough as he said it, his thick shaft scraping along my insides. “Tell me!” He flung his hefty arm around my neck, bicep flexing as he squeezed, cutting off my air.” “I want it,” I squeaked, desperate for breathe. “Louder, whore…what do you want?” His muscular arm relaxed a little from around my neck so I could responded, “I want your big load,” “Where?” “Inside me, shoot it up my gut,” I felt sick, but I wanted it to end. He laughed, moved his arm and gripped my hair again. “Time to get you pregnant bitch!” He slapped my firm ass, making me flinch and my hole contracted as he completely withdraw then pushed me down and slammed the entire length back into me, putting his considerable weight behind his last thrust and taking all the air from my lungs. He bellowed a deep growl, “Take every drop cunt! Take the breed!” and with that I felt his cock swell and pump his cream into my gut, his grip tightened on my hips and his fingers dug painfully into my flesh as every muscles in his body tense violently. Huffing and grunting I counted 5, 6, 7 spurts, before he shoved again and collapsed over my back, his abs heaving, sweat pouring off his brow. He pushed himself up, still breathing hard and yanked his dick out of my still clenched hole with a pop. Standing up easily while I was prone on the ground, still in pain, he hefted his dick and put it back in his jeans. I rolled to my side, “Catch ya slut!” he offered as he turned and swaggered off into the thick of trees and out of sight.

Every now and again you see an amateur clip of two men fucking in which the camera shifts position, and a moving shadow falls across them - the shadow of the man holding the camera. Suddenly you’re very aware that not only are the two not alone, but their rut is being witnessed, and recorded, by a third person present. You don’t always think about there being another person there, because sometimes a static camera is doing the shooting, and even if the viewing angle moves, you don’t always immediately think of the cameraman. As soon as I see that shadow, though, the spell is broken and I get a strangely voyeuristic charge knowing that there’s someone else there watching them. Anyone else get that?

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I've only hooked up once since last March. It was during a relatively calm period of infection rates in the UK, but I still had that anxiety as well. Found it troublesome to get hard for him (I eventually did), as my mind seemed to be playing through the "what if" scenarios again. My worry is more that I don't know how my body would react to contracting COVID. I could range from totally asymptomatic to being on a ventilator. After that one time, I figured it wasn't worth the risk until I get vaccinated (at a minimum). But I doubt you're alone in this feeling. Curious to see how others feel.

My fetish is smoking, myself and with others during sex. Swapping smoke, force fed smoke through gasmasks.

We were seeing each other. I met him at a coffee shop and we went back to his place to hang out. We got naked but nothing really happened. He asked me to come over after work as he wanted to make dinner saying I could spend the night if I wanted. I quickly accepted. This guy was a god: 6’ 2", 190 pounds, salt and pepper hair, and a great kisser. He told me when I came over that the door would be unlocked, as he wouldn't hear the doorbell. I went home, showered, grabbed a couple of things and off I went. I arrived at his house, opened the door and found the apartment dark. I entered the apartment, closed the door and called out his name. I heard him say, "I'm in the living room." I took off my coat, locked the door and walked towards the living room. The apartment was dark except for some candles burning. I entered the living room and I saw him sitting there in a robe. One of his legs was exposed, but the robe covered his crotch and his other leg. He looked at me and said “you’re late.” I apologized saying I had been delayed as the roads were very icy. He then ordered me to strip, so I did so, and quickly enough was completely naked. He then told me to get on my knees and kiss his body. I start to do so and he grabs my head with one hand, simultaneously shoving a bottle of poppers under my nose saying "take a deep breath." I complied, taking a deep hit. The poppers were apparently quite potent as I they hit me suddenly and I almost fell over. He then pulled aside his robe saying simply "Suck my cock. His cock was about 8 inches, thick, straight, and perfect. He had lots of pre-cum so I licked and sucked him with pleasure. He grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my throat. I took it all the way to the base, but he pulled-out saying "I'm about to cum, but I'm saving it for your ass." He then ordered me into his bedroom. I followed him in and he told to get on my back and on the edge of the bed, and to position my legs in the air. He reached into a nightstand drawer for a condom, rooted around a bit, and then said "Damn, I'm out of them." I lowered my legs down saying I didn't have any either. He chuckled and said "Oh well, bareback it is." He spat in his hand, and lubed his cock, telling me to sit up and take some hits off the poppers - which I did. I fell back on the bed with anticipation. He then approached me, lifted my legs, positioning my feet on his chest. He then aligned himself just right, and with a single thrust, rammed cock deep in my hole - in one shot. I moaned loudly from the pain, to which he merely snarled "No noise" and then spat into my mouth. He proceeded to fuck me harder and harder, soon saying "Where do you want it boy?" I replied "Please pull out" but his reply was a blunt "Fuck no" as he blew his load deep in my hole. He pulled out his cock and shoved a few fingers in my hole. It hurt worse than his cock while he had been plowing me. He chuckled "Oh yeah, lots of tainted cum in there." I looked at him and said "What do you mean?" "I'm poz, boy. You never asked so I thought you were cool." I freaked and made to pull away but he had a good hold on me and asked "Where do you think you're going, boy?" I wanted to get to the bathroom and try and clean out my hole, but he wouldn't let me. He looked at me and said "Boy, welcome to the family. Take another hit from the bottle, boy." He pulled out his finger and showed me them saying "Look - blood and cum all mixed up. My babies are in your bloodstream now. Now I own you." His cock was rock hard again and he plowed back into me, dropping another poz load. We fucked all night. I took four loads that night, his personal best. I just resigned myself to becoming poz, and in fact, I tested poz a month or so later. To celebrate he took me to a poz party and had all his buds fuck the hell out of me and give me different strains. To be honest, at that point I didn't care and loved getting fucked hard and bare, just like the pig I am.

Looking for a bottom to fill up,I've got a big tool,like go complete inside,maybe have some others near by to continue,any takers out in suffolk rareairc2@gmail.com. asap

I don't know for sure, but I don't think I've been knocked up yet. I never ask a guy to wear a condom. I go to the bookstore booths and theater and refuse no dick or load. It is probably inevitable that I will get pozzed sooner or later though.

Hello, first I have to apologize in case the story is difficult to understand. I write the stories in German and have them translated by the Google translator, as I cannot speak or write and read English. Needless to say, this story is fictitious, as are people and places. Medical service in the zoo Chapter 1 of 2 It was another boring day at the ambulance, doing nothing but sorting files. Then came the redeeming phone call, a local zoo still needed staff to secure a 3-day conference because another company had dropped out. So now our boss sent us to the zoo. Oh, I completely forgot to introduce ourselves, may I be forgiven, I'll make up for it immediately. We are Jefrey, 19 years old, 178 cm tall and 67 kg light. I'm Tobias, 25 years old, 183 cm tall, 70 kg. We're both paramedics. So far I didn't know much about my colleague Jefrey as he had only been with us for 14 days and it was to be our first service together. Okay, I thought we'd somehow get the job done. Jefrey was silent on the 25-minute drive, he couldn't utter a single word, he just looked out the window, lost in thought. I spoke to him about the scantily clad girls we drove past, the maximum that came out of him was: "No, not my type." I decided to watch him more closely, he must be interested in something. Suddenly I spoke to him at a red light about a boy, Jefrey looked after him, and then said: "Yeah, that could be something, but don't tell anyone in the company that I like boys." OK, so Jefrey was gay, I liked that very much, I said to him: “Hey no problem, but you don't have to hide with us. With you we're already 10 gays. ”And I grinned at him. He only answered me briefly: "I don't care." It didn't leave me in peace, and so I continued to ask him: "Do you have a boyfriend?" His answer was not long in coming and was very brief: "No." "Okay." I said, and immediately added the next question: "Am I your type?" Jefrey thought for a moment and then said: "Well, maybe." I then said: "Maybe there isn't, there is only a yes or no." And grinned at him again. Then he said: "There is something about your style, and I also like what I could see, so at first glance I would say yes." My answer came very quickly and was meant very clearly ambiguously: "Maybe you will soon have the opportunity to take a second look at me." And I grinned again. So after registration we drove to the zoo area, we were shown where we could park and our premises for the next 3 days. On the one hand, there was the medical room, a small room painted all in white with a chair and an old couch. The other room wasn't much better, also completely white with two tables and a few chairs, nothing else. So I thought to myself, well that can be cheerful. In the conference there are only lectures and a few workshops, from which there is no danger. There's nothing here, not even a radio. And should I withstand that for 3 days? At lunchtime Jefrey said: "I'll go out and get something to eat." I said: "Yes, do it, and if you find something cool, bring it with you." So Jefrey went off, after 30 minutes he came back, he had 3 packages with him, with currywurst and french fries. I asked him: "Tell me why 3 times the whole thing?" Jefrey grinned and replied: "We'll see." After 5 minutes of waiting, a young zookeeper came to our room and I have to say he looked damn cool in his green dungarees with the yellow T-shirt underneath. He was around 20-22 years old, 1.90 meters tall and very slim, had brown hair and deep dark blue eyes, what a rare combination I thought. He sat between us, and I wondered beforehand why Jefrey had left a chair empty. I noticed that the T-shirt was a bit too short, because it was sliding up a bit, whereby the guy also pushed his pants down a bit when he sat down. I couldn't help myself, I had to look and almost forgot the currywurst. My reaction was of course not unnoticed by anyone except myself. I continued to look at the zookeeper, and I noticed that I was so shocked that I said what I wanted to think, which shocked me even more: "Tell me where is it your underpants? " My head turned dark red, no, how could I say that? My god that was embarrassing. The zookeeper stayed cool and just said: "You two can examine me." Jefrey, who had already eaten, couldn't be told twice, and immediately started to remove the hangers from the dungarees and take off the hot guy’s T-shirt. I was still perplexed and I was rooted to the spot on my chair, half the currywurst was still lying in front of me, and I was still staring at Jefrey and this horny zookeeper. This has never happened to me before. Frank, the name of this horny zookeeper, only said after a short time: "Don't you want to touch it, or should I go next door with your colleagues?" These words tore me out of my thoughts, and I replied: "No, stay calm here, and I want to feel clearly too." Frank's answer was then very short, which was no wonder, because Jefrey was on the hot, well-trained stomach with one hand and already disappeared a bit deeper into the pants with the other hand. He just said: "Well then do it." Inwardly I took hold of my heart and Frank's chest, I could feel Frank his inner restlessness, he grasped my neck with his arm and brought my head to his with his hand, and our tongues were already clutching each other. I can't tell whether my tongue was in his mouth or his in mine, the mood was so heated now. After a short time I had to grasp Jefrey's tongue, and Jefrey was also good at it. So it went back and forth for a while. Jefrey wanted to see more of me and I wanted to see Jefrey, so we all continued to undress each other. It was almost clear to me that we wouldn't find any underpants at Frank, but there was an amazing 22 × 6.5 cm tail, I just thought my face was a fat, long monster. I could hardly control myself, I wanted so badly to feel it in my mouth. While I was blowing, Frank was fumbling around in my pants and I was fumbling with Jefreys. What amazed me, however, was where had Jefrey's boxers gone? He was still wearing one this morning. Frank was getting more and more restless, of course, I still had the cock in my mouth, only I didn't really notice the restlessness because I couldn't believe my eyes when I had my colleague's cock in my hand, it was a bit longer but a little thinner than Franks. Jefrey had real 23.5 × 5.5 cm to offer, I must have landed in XXL paradise. Meanwhile Frank's cock started to pump 6 or 7 thrusts came straight into my mouth it was so much I had to swallow. I've never swallowed sperm before, never wanted to, after all, I was aware of the dangers. But well, today I had to, there was no way around it. Grinning, Frank and Jefrey asked me at the same time: "Well, did it taste good?" How should I behave? Lying? Or tell the truth? I decided it was the truth, and replied: "Yes, very much." Frank used the short break to take off my pants and my boxer shorts, always fiddling with my hole. With the second hand, Frank took my cock in the mangle, which was finally freed, mine is not small either, but not nearly as big as the two of them. Frank then asked: "Will it get bigger or will it stay that way?" Now I had to let go of Jefrey's cock, which I now had in my mouth, and answer. "No, it stays at 20 × 5 cm, it just gets a little harder if you keep working." Frank didn't have to be told twice, with one hand he fingered more and more in my hole, and with his mouth he began to blow my cock while I slowly brought Jefrey to climax. The mood was really very charged, almost electrifying. Jefrey grew quieter and quieter, hardly a moan could be heard from him, but I got louder. Jefrey and I came at the same time, Jefrey also injected an almost infinite amount of sperm into my mouth in 5 bursts, and again I had to swallow. But Frank also struggled with my semen flow, he swallowed 6 fat spurts without stopping, and sucked the last drops out of me. Frank was still fingering in my hole, already with two fingers, and everything without any lubricant. Now came the all-important sentence from Frank, for which I had almost been waiting, almost everyone can guess what it was like, but for those who can't ... "You have a really hot ass cunt that I would like to fuck." That was Frank's execution. Well, I was really on tour and wanted to be fucked, but also to fuck. But now I asked: "Does one of you two have condoms on his pocket?" Jefrey's answer came promptly, and I was almost startled: "No, we haven't, and honestly, we don't need it either." And Frank added: "We can pull out first and then squirt on the ass." At these words both grinned so much that I should have noticed, but didn't. I then said, "Okay, let's do it this way." My first time bareback, but the promise to pull out was there. Frank and Jefrey now licked my hole alternately and extensively, in addition they were now both fingering around inside me, I was so horny, I almost hosed, just from licking and fingers. Now Frank Jefrey asked: "You fuck him first, yours is a little thinner than mine." Jefrey immediately sat down behind me, and docked. He was inside without much resistance, and he started slowly, while Frank held his ass in front of my face, I should now lick too. It presented itself in front of me an absolutely hairless ass, with a clearly visible rosette, which looked almost freshly fucked. It should turn out that the two had already had a quickie behind them. As I licked Frank's rosette, more and more liquid came out of the ass, which at first I didn't even notice, and I always slurped away. So I swallowed Jefrey's sperm again, which I only noticed at the end, when the last bit came out with a little fart. I was startled but said nothing, and Jefrey pulled his cock out of my ass, grinning. Now Frank stepped behind me, and aimed at my fucked up hole with his horse hammer, I felt it even more clearly than Jefrey's cock, but when it was stuck in it until it stopped, it was awesome. I thought to myself, wow, that's awesome, and I can handle this monster without any lubricant. What I didn't know at the time, Jefrey hadn't just pulled out so that he could do it again later, no, he had just fucked his juice in me so that Frank would have it easier. So now Frank was at work behind me, and Jefrey held his hole in front of my face. Should there be a surprise for me too? I resolved to watch out for it, but I didn't really succeed because Frank was pounding my ass, twirling my pierced nipples in the process. Man could fuck the two horny. I was really distracted, and of course Jefrey also gave me his load from the hairless rosette in the mouth, and here too I only noticed it when the final fart. I was almost mad, sperm again. But again I didn't show anything. As long as they keep their promise not to squirt into my hole, everything is not so wild, and I thought the risk was rather low. Now Jefrey asked me very quietly: "Would you like to have two pistons in you at the same time?" What should i say now? I was in the mood for it, but two bangs? I haven't even had such a hammer in me before. And now two of them? Still, I said: "Yes, we can try it, but don't be angry if it doesn't work." A wide grin was written on both of their faces, and Frank said: "So far, every mare has managed to take in two stallions at the same time." What was that term? Mare? Well, I was already sitting on Frank, Jefrey pushed me back gently, but definitely slightly, and started carefully. I thought to myself, well, I hope it will go well, and then I hope Frank won't come inside of me. After all, he's been hammering me for 20 minutes. What I did not suspect, Frank had already discharged inside me. To my amazement, Jefrey was actually able to slide his cock up Frank's cock in my ass, there was slight pain, but it was bearable. So now two studs were fucking me at the same time, but carefully, and Frank was still playing with my stiff pierced nipples. And me? I was getting hornier. Shortly afterwards my cock started to twitch and without even doing anything I splashed off, and got my own load in the face. A few seconds later Jefrey pulled his latte out of me and put it in my mouth, and again there were 6 batches of cream that I had to swallow. Frank also pulled his hard-on out of me and gave me the juice in 5 bursts in my mouth, which I had to swallow again. I thought so, great, the two of them kept their promise. Haha, puff cake, of course not. We went to the shower next to the lounge and had a good shower, all fiddling with each other. Frank still couldn't help but keep his fingers off my ass and just said: “Wow, he's awesome open , I'm getting excited again. " I didn't even notice that I was leaking while showering, but sperm stayed inside me. When we finished showering we got dressed again and Jefrey took Franks and his boxers out of the side pocket of his uniform pants. We snuck around a bit and agreed on a second round for the next day. Frank then said that he would like to be the mare that we want to get pregnant. "Impregnated?" I asked. "Yes, pregnant." Said Frank, and added: "I don't let rubbers get into me, I want to feel the sperm inside me." Okay, I thought you already said yes. You mustn't back down now either. We said goodbye to each other until the next day, the medical service for that day was almost over, another hour. Jefrey said all of a sudden: “You asked me earlier if you were my type. Now I could check, and yes, you would, but you have to leave the stupid condoms out of me too. Apart from that, from today on you won't need them any more. " The whole trip I was wondering what he meant by that, I don't need condoms anymore. At the guard when changing clothes, I asked him again: “What did you mean earlier? I don't need condoms anymore? " Jefrey's answer was different than I expected: "Take off your boxers and give them to me." Irritated, I did so, but asked again. "Come to me, we'll fuck another round, and then I'll tell you." "Without a condom?" That was my question. "Yes, of course, without a condom." Was the answer. I found him so horny and agreed to it. After the hot fuck at Jefrey's home, he said: "If you were negative until this morning, you haven't been since this afternoon." Then I asked: "How not to be negative anymore?" "As I said, you are no longer negative, our fours are already working in you." "But you always pulled out before you came?" I asked, startled. "No, we gave you everything in." Said Jefrey "just like before, I gave you everything, and you gave me." Oh holy shit, they infected me with the virus, which I always wanted to avoid. What do I do now? Especially tomorrow was the next medical service and we have already agreed on the next fuck. "See it positively," said Jefrey. "From now on you only have hot sex."

Thank you very much for your feedback. Then I can continue to trust that my stories will be translated well. There will definitely be more stories, but not about the medical service in the zoo.

I think this is just a return to form after a few decades of getting your needs met by a fag being tabu. It was an unintended consequence of gay liberation. Up until the point we started coming out, the perception was the sucker/fuckee was a fag but the suckee/fucker wasn't. That made it a lot easier for straight guys to get their needs met by us.

I couldn’t agree with you more. I think you’ve hit the nail firmly on the head in your first paragraph.

I'm pretty sure this is Austin Wolf, one of my fav porn stars!

Dr Scorpio charges for his services- and the fee is another chapter in this story ! LOL

Repost from Bareback Bible The hottest was with six men on one. I led my buddies in a sudden bathhouse dog-pile on a frisky but negative little college wrestler who stumbled into our poz orgy. He enthusiastically fucked a couple of us raw but then got real bareback shy when the subject of him getting boned came up. When we realized he was neg, we fell on him like wolves on a lamb. His sweet virgin ass didn't have a chance. And we got him so that he asked for it first. Six single-minded poz men sucked and licked and finger-fucked him into total submission and agreement. And then we injected him with six poz loads, one by one. We were originally inspired by that hot gang scene in that one Xtreme Sex story where a bunch of poz and neg men got together for a weekend of raw and status-blind copulating. Three of us gift-givers recruited several horny young colts from the dance floor of this one tribal club, telling them to meet us at the baths at 2am. We spent about an hour chatting up and identifying hot men who hadn't taken it bareback yet but who were ready for some hot skin-to-skin action. Few asked about status, and those who did were openly told that there would definitely be poz men who would be looking to inject them with a hot load. We had done this twice before and had gotten roughly a 2-to-1 mix of gift-givers to willing receptacles --and not one neg escaped poz injection. Things didn't work out as well this time, though, and we wound up with 6 guys who were all poz. This little stud just happened to be at the baths that night and got drawn into our raging group fuck, totally clueless that it was bareback. We assumed he was poz because he had a cross-tattooed on his bicep, which we mistakenly thought was a plus sign. In any event, he was our seventh man, which allowed for some pretty steamy sandwiches and daisy chains. He originally expressed surprise when he realized that no condoms were allowed, but his impressive boner made his decision for him, and he dived right in. He would be filled with six nuclear loads before the sun came up. After the first couple of rounds of random mating, we all stopped and lounged around and got some drinks and just talked. As we were getting ready for more fucking, we went around and did an inventory of who had done what to who, and it came out that he was a very skillful fucker, but he had gotten really skittish whenever anyone had tried to mount him. Being the experienced virgin deflowerer that I am, I zeroed right in on target and said Maybe He's Never Taken It bareback. Six poz men immediately understood this to mean Maybe He's Neg, and all six looked right at him with unconcealed hope and lust. He got kind of flustered when he saw that six cocks were springing back to life with his ass in mind. He turned real red and involuntarily sprang a massive boner himself. It was cute as hell. Within seconds we had surrounded him and teased him and tousled him and started drawing him in. Six sets of lips, six tongues, sixty fingers - --he was overwhelmed and confused and happy by so much lust concentrated on him. He had no chance. The room would become an impregnation chamber. At one point we were kneeling on either side of him and were holding him up lying cradled in our arms. Two men were licking his beautiful tits, one was holding his head and kissing him, and the other two French kissed each other on either side of him with his nice big cock between their mouths. I had his hips hoisted up to my face with his muscular thighs slung over my shoulders, and I was alternately rimming his musky ass and finger-fucking him. As he started moaning and writhing more and more, we began coaxing him into giving us permission to inject him. Mmmm, Do You Like That? Doesn't That Feel Good? Oh Yeah, You Are One Hot Sexual Animal. You Like That Finger Up There? Wouldn't You Like A Nice Stiff Dick Up There Instead? We continued to lick and suck him, quickly anesthetizing his resistance. He eventually couldn't take it any more, and he blurted out Yes! Six men held our breaths, our hearts pounding in our chests. Yes What? I asked. Oh Man, I Need Major Cock Up The Ass, NOW! he gasped. We had our license to impregnate. I had him first. It was intoxicating. A couple of my buddies cradled him from behind, and the others continued kissing him and nuzzling and licking his nipples and armpits as I hooked his legs around my waist and rode him with a long slow deep thrust. I kickbox, and I have a very powerful ass and legs, and my thrusts are very forceful when I'm riding a man. Our coupling was athletic and easy and right. I was so hot for him that I came pretty quickly. I looked him in the eye and said I'm Cumming. He closed his eyes and threw his head back as he took my seed. My hips and ass did that jiggling little orgasm dance as I filled this hot little stallion with his first raw load ever. I took my turn kissing him as my buddies filled him with more poz cum. When we'd all had him, I buried my tongue in his nuts and made him bellow as I coaxed his own cum up out of him. I swallowed his cock and blew him as he erupted. His cum was the most delicious and satisfying thing I have ever tasted.

slap him in the face - spit on him - verbally degrade him - piss on him or in his mouth - have him suck u naked in public (or not), with his pussy available 4 anyone to fuck and shit talk him as he is getting fucked. ….not that I have ever been on the receiving end of any of these 😉

Berlin, Munich, Cologne, Amsterdam, New Orleans, Chicago, Palm Springs, Washington DC (during MAL), Rio de Janeiro -- all places I've traveled to specifically to collect loads. Honorable mentions go to Hamburg, Atlanta, San Francisco and Ft Lauderdale. Heard good things about Toronto as well, but haven't made it yet.

Searching for Sasquatch...nuff said?

I think it’s normal. I also feel the same always. If I am horny I feel that I would be so happy to have sex with a guy. When it’s done I hardly feel satisfaction but become hornier. And so on and so forth. It happened many times that I fucked wit 2-3 guys in the sauna and I went home disappointedly. But I don’t think that is bad. We who feel the same are hypersexuals, which means we think always or almost always to sex.

I love giving my bottom anal orgasms. My cock is not particularly large but I fuck and pound hard especially when I’m close to cumming. It hits the prostate and sometimes my partner cums. It feels great to me as I feel the ass clench and release as he is Cumming. Great pleasure.

The radiant floor he was doing it's job and we were now both naked. I could barely take my eyes off Mike's gorgeous body. I pointed to where I kept my special lube for Mike to retrieve it. I reclined fully exposed in my sling, feet up in the stirrups. I loved the slight burn in my guts as his big farmer's finger penetrated and massaged my hole and inner lining. He motioned towards his coveralls, "I have a condom if you want. Something tells me you would rather I plunge in raw." "Your intuition read that right " I responded. "So of course you know I don't tolerate pull outs." "Oh man, this raw eight inches goes in you it ain't cumin out 'til my babies are deep in your gut!" "Babies eh?!", I queried. "You poz?" "No. I just meant sperm. Sorry if that disappoints." "Not at all,; but, let's stop talking and start fucking." With that he plunged in balls deep. I gasped out a cry begging for a moment to recover. Having taken a few deep breaths and a couple hits of poppers I nodded in readiness. It was a good thing I was ready, 'cause he pounded me like a deasel piston at full power. And, he kept it up for twenty unrelenting minutes. My groans and calls of delight just got louder and louder and more unrestrained. "Fuck yeah you brute! Ugh, fuuuuuuccck, shit! Don't stop man! Destroy my fuckin hairy hole with your big raw tool! God damn man, that naked cock feels so fuckin good! Yeah man! Pound my prostate into my chest!" "Fuuuuuuccck!" He was covered in sweat by now. It was dripping off his hairy chest onto mine and off his curly hair into my eyes. I didn't care. I just wanted this epic fuck to last forever. To soon he asked, "You ready man 'cause my balls are ready to explode!" I didn't have time to say, "Give it to me." I could feel his dick begin to pulse and spew spooge after spooge deep in my guts. "Fuck man!" I gasped. "That was awesome!" He took a deep breath, "Hey you fucker slut! I'm not done with you yet. There are at least two more loads where that came from." I could already feel his erection returning inside me. The next fuck was just as intense; but, the pace was slower and deliberate. During this he probed me with questions. "When was the last time you were bred?" (Two months ago.) Are you a total bottom? (With men.) So you have sex with women? (My wife and her girlfriends) Cool. Do you ever really fish in this hut? (Rarely) What party drugs do you like? (Most everything. I would love to do a slam sometime.) Fuckin A man! Ready for load two, 'cause here it is. Ugh, Augh, Fuuuuuuccck!" My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my cock erupted hands free shooting cum all over my torso, face, into my hair and one shot hit the hut wall behind me. By now it was dark outside and we were so overheated that we moved the next round outside. Mike railed me as I leaned against his tractor tire. With three quick pumps he unloaded within me with as much cum as the first orgasm. We quickly rushed back inside to get warm and sniff down a few more lines. The fourth fuck he took me doggy style on the cozy floor. As rope upon rope sprayed my insides we heard a snowmobile come to a stop beside my hut. With no knock the door opened and Stan found his naked son sprawled and gasping on my back with his raw cock still up my hole.

In the past I have had occasions when I have taken 3 loads of 3 Grindr hook ups in the same day and to be honest I never declared that I am loaded to the following top. I just assumed that they maybe were able to tell and they were ok with it. I don’t ask status as a rule, so I would not always know if my last load was poz.

It's coming. I know I've said that for a while, but I really see it happening in 2021. (Long story – I won't bore everyone with the details). CumdumpNetwork.com will be a Craigslist style hookup site for quick, anonymous pump-n-dumps (anal, oral and even vaginal). Only bottoms will have profiles. PublicUrinals.com will be the same idea only for loads of piss. BBBH.men will be a hookup site for bareback sex PozPigs.com will be for poz guys and neg guys who are looking to have sex with poz guys. (Neg guys on the site won't see each other – they can only chat/hookup with the poz guys). OralPigs.com will be for guys just looking for oral TwistedPigs.com will be for "hardcore fetish" (fisting, watersports, BDSM, etc.) PuffPuff.Cloud will be invite-only for guys into chem sex SpunkBuds.com will be for vanilla sex FemPigs.com will be for anything fem – cross-dressers, "lady boys", trans fem, and cis females. So Cumdump Network and Public Urinals will the type of site it sounds like you're looking for. [Speaking of trans – trans guys are welcome on all the sites, it's just fem stuff that's limited. The limitation exists because fem attracts straight guys and straight section on here gave me huge grief in the past. I'm not really all that interested in having straight guys as members – or rather I know enough to know that I need to take that part slow until I understand how to deal with them properly.] While it may seem like all of that is off-topic in a thread about chat, it's actually perfectly on-topic. Once I finish up some account features on the new sites, I'll turn off the existing chat and enable a similar type of chat on each of those sites (with the exception of Cumdump Network and Public Urinals, which won't ever have group chat). Then I'll tweak the code for group chat to have a 1-on-1 messaging and slowly build out new features on the sites to make them more complete.

I had read every chem sex story on this site before running head first into the chem sex world during a hard time with more than enough free time. And I made most of my favourites into reality, despite the poor focus of most of my playmates. I had a blast, how couldn’t I have? But the thing that all these chem sex stories miss out is what happens after the sex ends. The awkward goodbyes, the terrible comedowns. The emptiness often associated with it. And with the many people who are just looking for connection willing to ruin lives with a pipe, a light, and a few bucks of meth. And what most bottoms don’t understand is that the best tops aren’t looking for anyone to corrupt that has even seen any of these stories. There is a huge difference between those who use drugs as an enhancement for sex and those who use sex as an excuse to do drugs. Even if any of these stories accurately describe a hookup, they are all fiction because they just encompass a small snapshot in time and don’t include the details of any of the hurt that came before or after. Still once someone has made a monster of their own animal lust no amount of hiding it away and out of sight can allow them to fully cage it. These stories often provide me a happy chance to remember the feeling of being high without the need to be high.

Part Three A couple of days passed and no word from the Parkers. I had school and practice so I didn't really care, but I was wondering if little Sammy remembered anything from that night. I hadn't told the guys what I had gotten up to for a few reasons, One, they would have asked a million questions and two, a couple of them would have asked why I hadn't invited them to join. After a long week Josh, a midfielder with blond hair and dangerous eyes, and I were up Saturday morning watching YT and eating breakfast when there was a knock on the door. We looked at each other in confusion since we weren't expecting anyone. I got up to answer and was pleasantly surprised to see Sammy standing there with a huge smile on his face. “Hey!” he said cheerfully, “What you guys up to?” I moved aside to let him in, “Chillin, eating some cereal, you hungry?” “What you got?” he asked heading towards the kitchen. I showed him the half a dozen boxes we had and got him hooked up with a bowl. He sat down with Josh and me and we all ate in silence for awhile. “So what brings you around?” I asked after awhile. “Bored,” he said between bites, “Wanted to see if you guys wanted to get high.” “You holding?” I asked. He pulled a small bag of weed out of his shorts, “All we need are papers and we're gold.” Josh smiled, “I can handle that.” and he got up to go grab some from his room. Once we were alone Sammy looked at me, “I was also wondering if you had any of that rose oil weed left. I liked that shit a lot.” The way he said it made me think he wasn't talking about the weed. “You liked that huh?” I asked with a grin. He nodded, “Yeah, I mean if you wanna.” Yeah, I don't think we were talking about the weed. “Lemme go check,” I said, running upstairs. I caught Josh as he was coming back and stopped him, “Hey man, that kid is looking to get plowed.” “What?” he asked with a glimmer in his eyes. “Last week I got him high and fucked him hard. I think he's back for round two.” “Damn, you fucked him with his brothers downstairs? Legend man!” he fistbumped me. “So you wanna train this kid?” “Fuck yeah!” “Ok, no matter what you do, don't toke off his joint.” Josh gave an evil grin “Oh fuck yeah...I'm in.” I grabbed one of laced joints and a couple normal ones and we headed downstairs. “You grab papers?” Sammy asked. “Your weed is no good here!” I proclaimed, “Here, rose oil special.” I handed him the joint and I could see the slight hesitation on his face. “And one for you Josh,” and I handed him a normal joint. “He likes the rose oil also?” Sammy asked shocked. “Eat it up little man,” Josh said lighting his joint up. “Cool,” Sammy said, a little more relaxed. I reached over and lit his joint and we made eye contact for a moment. “It's cool man, just like before.” He nodded and leaned forward for the flame. He took a long drag and I knew we were in for a party.

@hungandmean is absolutely spot on. If you were born after, say 1995, you're not very likely to know what the 1980s and 1990s were like for gay men whose t-cell counts were under 100. But you should thank God every friggin' day for giving you a chance that they never had.

Why would you feel like a fool? Poz guys on meds are pretty low risk, but if you are having any doubts about possibly becoming HIV+ then you need to not really take any loads or go on PrEP. In many cases its the "neg" guys, or guys who have little clue about thier status that are causing new infections, so dont assume when a guy says he is "neg" that its really the case.