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I was finally going to do it. My wife Kaitey was out of town for a long weekend visiting family. I stayed home because our pet sitter flaked out at the last minute, and anyway they'd have more fun talking about old times without having to clue me in on all their old references and stories. I decided to use the freedom to finally experience gay sex. I considered myself completely straight for the first three years of our marriage. One night, though, I was jerking off to some gangbang porn and accidentally clicked on a gay scene. I watched some twink get fucked by 4 guys and my cock had never been harder. I lasted maybe a minute before shorting a huge load. I closed the window, deeply ashamed. After a few months doing everything I could to convince myself that was a fluke, I started watching gay porn regularly. I loved watching guys take big dicks. Breeding scenes soon became my favorite. I knew from that first experience that I wanted to be the one on the bottom. Before long I signed up for a gay hookup site. I said in my profile I was married and just looking to fantasize. That didn't endear me to most of the guys there, but some were cool with a horny texting relationship. Paul lived a couple of miles away and we chatted every few weeks. He knew I was a gay virgin who fantasized about being a cum dump. Pretty soon we were explicitly talking about him breeding my ass. This had been going on for about three months before this weekend. As soon as we agreed I would stay,I texted Paul that I wanted to hook up on Saturday. I told him that despite my fantasies, he would need to fuck me with a condom. "Of course," he replied. I woke up Saturday super excited. I was going to head over at three. A couple hours before, I got cleaned up had a drink to calm my nerves. Paul texted me to say that he couldn't host me after all. His roommate had friends over and whatever. But I was alone so how about at my place? I didn't respond right away. I was nervous about him knowing where I lived. I had another drink and decided to go for it. I gave him my address. "You'll bring condoms right?" "Of course," he replied. ***** 15 minutes later he pulled up in a grey f150. I answered the door in jeans and a t-shirt. No underwear but lubed. He was mid 40s, white and fairly fit. He had more tattoos than I realized from his pics, maybe some news ones. Most of his arms were covered. My heart was pounding as I greeted him. He could tell and just said, "relax, this'll be fun." I said yeah let's get upstairs. He followed me into the bedroom. Seeing my wife's decorations made me ashamed, but the porn I had playing on tv refocused my mind. I undid his pants and pulled out his dick. Five inches and growing, I sucked it into my mouth. The first penis I'd ever sucked. I slurped and sucked. "Good boy," he said with an edge. "Get naked." I did as he said, laying on top of the duvet. He took off his clothes, too, and I got a good look at his 7" cock. His pubes were buzzed down and it seemed massive. "Larry back and spread your legs," he said impassively. I did as I was told, grabbing my legs at the knees and spreading for him. He reached for his jeans. Good, he was getting a condom. He came back with a bottle of lube and squired some on his bare cock. Paul fingered some lube in my ass and moved towards me, grabbing my legs. "Paul, condom," I said quietly. His only response was to grab a pillow and pull my ass on it. He pushed his raw dick into my hole. Fuck. "Paul, please, you promised." He picked up his pace. "I know this is what you want. Just enjoy it." It was true and I relented. Paul fucked my hole and called me a slut, pushing my legs back and apart. I stroked my cock, which was already coated in precum. It didn't take me long to squirt a load all over my stomach. Another wave of panic came over me. "Please pull out at least." With that he buried his penis in my asshole. He sighed deeply and I knew he was ejaculating. "You really do have a tight ass hun," he said cheerfully, his cock still all the way inside. I laughed uncomfortably and tried to squirm away. He grabbed me and said, "hang on." He thrusted a couple more times before pulling out, a stream of cum and lube running out of me. "I hope that ass is ready for more dick." To be continued.

This past fall I extended the rule against promoting harm to a real person to cover harm to the community and applied it to political discussions where people were expressing support and encouraging others to vote for political candidates that had a track record of harming our community. That policy of not allowing things that harm our community is being expanded in some rather significant ways. Specifically… ➤ Certain types of AIDS Fetish are being BANNED What is still allowed is expressing that you find "AIDSy" looking guys hot. Saying you think they're hot harms no one, and after everything those guys have gone through, it probably helps them to know people still find them sexually attractive. What is being banned is encouraging other people to progress to stay off meds so long that they progress to AIDS. I know many of you didn't live through the AIDS epidemic, but it was truly horrible. I cared for my lover as he died of AIDS. I wouldn't wish that experience on anyone - even the experience of being a caregiver was pretty horrible. There is a huge difference between being HIV positive and having AIDS. You can live a reasonably healthy life and have a completely normal life expectancy being poz. But the same is not true once you progress to AIDS. Once you progress to AIDS your life expectancy goes down and your quality of life can completely plummet. In case you don't know, an HIV positive person is considered to have AIDS if they get one of a number of opportunistic infections, or when their CD4 ("t-cell") count drops to 200 (or sometimes 250 - depending on the standard used). Doctors will want you to do on meds before you CD4 drops below 500. But then there's a gray area between ~350 and 500 which is also relatively safe, though you do up your risk of complications slightly. This ban also applies to encouraging people to become highly drug resistant. Since that's another clear path to AIDS. Simply put, wanting to progress to AIDS or become highly drug resistant is a form of self harm that's borderline suicidal. Encouraging someone to progress to AIDS or become highly drug resistant borders on encouraging them to kill themselves. It's not OK. ➤ HIV Fetish, Bug Chasing & Gift Giving are still very much ALLOWED As I mentioned there's a huge difference between being poz and having AIDS. So I have no problem with guys who want to become poz. Simply put, it's right for some guys. I also have no problem with gift giving. Thanks to PrEP, gift givers can't harm guys who don't want to be harmed. And most guys have at least two years before their CD4 drops below 500, so there is a period of time when they can be a gift giver without risking their own health. But be careful… do not use the word AIDS when you mean HIV or poz. "I wanna give you HIV" or "I wanna poz you" are both fine. "I wanna give you AIDS" is not OK. Fetishizing poz or toxic loads is fine. Fetishing AIDS loads is not OK. Learn to say what you mean. Words matter! ➤ STI Fetish is BANNED Fetishizing STIs other than HIV is also banned. STIs are a fact of life if you bareback, but we want to keep them to a bare minimum since they're a literal pain in the butt (or dick). Sex is supposed to be fun, but when guys stop going to bathhouses and the sex parties because they keep getting STIs when they go – that harms our "sexual ecosystem". Big crowds at bathhouses and sex parties helps everyone. It's more fun for us, and more profitable for the bathhouses and sex clubs. ➤ These bans apply to fiction as well as real life situations Fantasizing about things often turns into real-life behavior, so the bans apply to fictional stories as well. ➤ Generally, things that do significant harm to the community are BANNED Basically I'm banning anything that causes permanent, significant harm to individuals or significant harm to the community as a whole. That said, there's a lot of gray area. In the gray area if it's harm to a real person it will be more likely to trigger an infraction. So for example - a bottom is getting spit roasted and the top fucking him slips him a booty bump without him knowing. Since drugs wear off after a few hours, that's not permanent harm. In a fictional story that would be allowed provided the story doesn't progress to him becoming a drug addict (which would be significant harm). But encouraging someone to do that to a real person - that wouldn't be allowed. Or another example - castration. If a bottom is considering castration and you encourage them to go through with it - it all depends on how you encourage them. If you encourage them to take months to fully think it through, and then find a qualified doctor to do the procedure - that would be fine. If you encourage them to take a less careful course of action - that would be a problem and would get an infraction. ➤ The stories of victims are still very much allowed Victims are always allowed to tell their stories provided they state the abuse factually and don't overly fetishize the abuse. They can even say that since the abuse they've gotten turned on by it and seek it out. Though there is the risk of that going too far into fetishizing the behavior. So tread carefully there. Why I'm implementing the new policy Recently here and on Twitter I've been seeing a lot of AIDS and STI fetish and I've found it deeply disturbing. Simply put, it's a level of harmful that I haven't seen before. The bug chasing back in the late 90s (post ARVs) and early 00s would have violated these new policies, but it was different back then. There was this immense fear of becoming poz combined with the realization that sooner or later bottoms especially would probably become poz. So bug chasing "got it over with". From that point of view the improvement to the person's mental health probably balanced out the risk to their physical health. And with the advent of PrEP it's a huge step for some guys to come to the realization that they want to be poz, then choose to go off PrEP, and then actually get pozzed. To put it in simple terms it seems to be a tribal thing for many of them. Belonging to a tribe can have an upside, and that process doesn't harm anyone else. But AIDS fetish and STI fetish cause significant harm with zero upside. They're pure harm. I don't want this site to be the catalyst for that type of behavior. Implementation of the new policy For the next week if you violate the new policy you'll just get a warning. After that there will be an infraction. If you see old posts that violate the new rules, please report them and a moderator will do one of three things: 1) edit them so they comply, 2) add a note that posts like that are no longer allowed, or 3) hide the post or thread if the violation is serious enough and not easily remedied via editing. Confused? If you're confused as to whether something is allowed under the new policy, I constructed a series of questions that you go through to figure out if it's banned or allowed… https://breeding.zone/topic/64867-read-this-significant-change-in-rules-effective-31/?do=findComment&comment=683626

Part 5 He had what he wanted. I had said the words. No, I had felt them. My body was in control now, and it was ignoring my nervous thoughts to escape and go home. Instead my body offered itself to him” is what he wanted from me. He ran his hands across my shoulders, then under my arms and down my sides to my waist, tracing my torso’s V-shape. I felt a hard pressure against my anxious hole and knew he was trying to penetrate my ass. I didn’t resist. I couldn’t. My ass immediately surrendered to his thick cock. He pushed up inside me with a steady pressure, my hole already trained tonight to take cock. I winced as the mushroom head stretched my hole even wider than the first guy had. I yelped, but my breath caught in my throat and I silently groaned in painful pleasure. The sharp pain shoôk my body and the was gone. My head was pressed against the carpeted wall, flying high with popper rush. I felt so full as he pressed himself forward, burying the full shaft inside me. “That’s a good boy. Take all of daddy’s cock. Good little pig. You love raw cock, don’t you?” “I do,” I half breathed and half said. He rewarded my answer with a full thrust of his cock. I moaned loudly, unable to contain the pleasure. “Fuck boy, I feel that other load in there. Fuck your pig hole with another man’s toxic load.” He began fucking me harder, his is pelvis slamming against my ass over and over. I could only moan as he used my ass to satisfy his desire. My hole was stretched now, his cock moving easily in and out of my ass. He pulled all the way out, and I breathed a short sigh of relief. I looked over my shoulder at him, my eyes pleading, and he grinned. “Pig boy doesn’t like being empty.” He pushed his cock back in, a slow and deliberate penetration so I could feel the head creeping deeper inside me, and feel my tunnel expand to accommodate his girth. It was an amazing sensation, and I made an odd animalistic sound of pleasure and surprise. “Now that was a squeal, boy.” He pulled back on my hips while pushing his cock deep inside me. “Back up, feet on the floor. That’s it. Spread those legs a little wider. Just like that. Keep your hands on the bench. Fuck yeah.” I was standing, bent over the bench. The floor was cool relief on the bottoms of my feet. He pressed the bottle of poppers under my nose. “Popper up again.” I did as I was told. As the poppers rushed through me again, he began rocking my body back and forth on his thick shaft. He wasn’t pulling out, but making me experience the girth contours of his dick. It was t a straight shaft, but got wider near the middle, tapering slightly at either end. I began working my ass back and forth on him, captivated by what I was feeling. I had no idea I could feel a cock inside me this way. “Fuck yeah, boy. Work daddy’s cock with that tight ass. Look at you! You need this.” I did. “Look at yourself.” He grabbed my head and turned it to the left. “See how fucking hot you look impaled on daddy’s cock.” There was a mirror on the wall, beneath the mounted TV, that I had missed when he brought me into the room. I could see my entire body, naked, legs stretched back, ass up, and my abs flattened and my torso tilted upward into my shoulders with my arms locked. I could see the years of workouts and soccer games reflected in the muscle tone and curves of my body. Behind we was the powerhouse who was buried deep in my ass. He grabbed my shoulders, pulling me back onto his cock, and started to pound me. I was in ecstasy! I could see him pounding into my waiting ass, my body on display. I felt like a fucking porn model watching myself in the mirror. “Fucking hot pig boy,” I heard him say as he was going to town on my hole. I’d never felt this way. I’d never felt so out of control but amazing! My body looked awesome, and I’d never thought that before. I wanted to keep this feeling forever. “Fuck me!” did I just say that? “Fuck me, daddy!” I was panting, looking at us in the mirror. There was a need in my eyes, and lust in his. “You’re making my toxic juices boil, boy!” He suddenly pulled out, half stepping half falling back a step. He stood there, playing with his own nipples, and just gazing at my naked athletic body. “Lie on your back. The long way down the bench.” I rolled onto the bench, one leg angled, and I consciously tried to make myself look sexy for him. The blood was rushing through me, my heart pounding and my body feeling electrified. I vaguely noticed he opened the door, and I didn’t know why. He wasn’t leaving. He wouldn’t leave me. He gazed down at my body again, drinking it all in. He ran his hand up and down my body. “Fuck you are HOT!” He was staring at me with this lust in his eyes. I knew he wasn’t done with me. I knew I had no choice in the matter. He’d already broken any resistance. “You play sports in school?” “Soccer. And I like to swim, but I don’t compete.” The casual conversation seemed a bit odd, but also gave my ass a break. “It shows.” I liked the way he admired my body. No one had looked at me like this before. He was absently kicking off a shoe and pulling his pants off while he randomly explored my body. I moaned softly as his rough hands grazed my own smoother skin. “Legs up, pig boy. I wanna see your face while I breed you.”. I rolled my legs back and lifted my hips slightly. I’d never offered myself up like this before. He maneuvered himself between my legs, one knee resting on the bench, his other leg braced against the floor. Out came the bottle of poppers, “Load up, boy.” I pinched off a nostril and took a long hit of the burning fumes. My body responded with a rush of desire, my legs spreading slightly wider, and I gave a quiet moan of need. This time he hit the poppers as well, seeming to relish the feeling it brought. His eyes locked with mine as he leaned forward and shoved his cock inside me. I gasped, but didn’t have a moment to recover because he began fucking me hard right away. I was vaguely aware of other movement in the room. There were several people now standing in the doorway, and one had even crept into the room to watch. The alarm must have shown in my face. “You’re the star of tonight’s show, pig boy. Just keep your eyes on me and enjoy it.” He grabbed my ankles, spreading my legs wider, and he was lunging forward with deep strokes in and out of my ass. I groaned as he pounded me with the full weight of his body behind it. My legs framed his beefy muscled hairy torso, and I could see my feet hanging in the air with no where to go. “Fucking hot pig boy! Look at you!! So fucking hot! My toxic juices are coming, boy! You want that juice? You want that toxic juice flooding you?”He voice was getting loud. Probably too loud for this place. But he didn’t. Care. I knew what was happening, what was coming. “Please, give it to me,” I whispered. “Fuck yeah, pig boy! Fuck yeah you want daddy to breed that hot college hole!” He was railing my ass, the thrusts shaking my entire body. I no longer. Felt the subtly contours of his shaft, but the hard pounding energy of his body. I couldn’t speak. I just kept grunting and moaning, “Eh! Ah! Yeah! Ah! Yeah!” And then he growled deeply, his body weigh filling my hole,. He held it there, his body quivering. I felt his cock now, pulsating. I knew it was the moment he wanted — the entire reason he had tapped on that window between our booths. He was pumping his toxic load deep inside me. I felt the hot juices leak around my hole. As he pushed deeper inside me. He was panting as his body convulsed. His breath was hot against my face, and he opened his eyes and looked into mine.d There was a long, silent moment spent like that, with just the sounds of his heavy breathing. “Fuck, boy,” he breathed, “I didn’t expect this from you. Fucking sexy pig boy.” He leaned back, but didn’t pull his cock out. He rubbed my muscles chest, then ran his hands down my tight abs. He looked at me. “You got what you wanted,” he said. He looked toward the door;. “Show’s over, fuckers. Go jerk off in the booths.” The flock of guys that had crowded around the open door began to disperse. He looked back. At me and grinned. “You were amazing,” he said slapping my chest. He slowly withdrew his cock, then stood up. He gave me his hand and pulled me to a sitting up position. He started pulling on his pants. “I’ve never seen you before. Make sure I see you again.” I was sitting there in stunned silence. The primal energies were fading. What the fuck had just happened. I couldn’t even begin to put it together in my conscious brain. Again I was naked in a dingy booth, covered in sweat My ass felt very tender, and the rough carpet of the bench wasn’t feeling good against my skin. I thought about standing up, but couldn’t yet. Who had been watching? Did anyone see who I am? Did any of them know me? What if they told other people? Unexpectedly his face appeared in front of mine. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me into him. He gave me a long, penetrating kiss. I melted a little more. He pulled away and grinned. “Good boy. “ With that he left the room, the door still open. He was showing off his trophy. Anyone walking by would see exactly who he had fucked and put his load into. Why did that excite me? I sat there a couple minutes. Two different guys tried coming in, but I shook my head and told them to leave. I was still breathing heavy, and my body was spent. Sex in college had never left me like this, even the times it was good. My body ached from the positions I’d been in, my legs feeling like I’d run 100 miles. But when guys walked by the open door, I didn’t cover myself. I was fine being looked at, stretched out naked on the bench. I touched my hole – it burned and felt tender. It was done for the night. Finally I got up, found my clothes, and headed out. This time wasn’t a rush past the door; I was feeling kinda unsteady on my feet, like after a hard workout or soccer practice. I heard my flip flops slapping as I walked through the store; they sounded obnoxiously loud and seemed to draw everyone’s attention. I stepped outside. He was there, leaning against a big black SUV parked right in front of the store. He motioned me over. “Use this,” he said, handing me a piece of paper. Then he kissed me again, got into his SUV, and drove off. I looked down at the paper. He had written GRANT with a phone number beneath it.

I went to Pig Week last year. I had been on PrEP for a while but part of me really wanted to get pozzed. I was sorta playing games with taking my PrEP – only taking it on days I went to the gym or took loads. My doctor wasn't happy about it, but I told him I took at least 4 a week, which is what they say gives you protection. Well, the week before Pig Week was busy and with Thanksgiving and getting stuff done, and I arrived in Ft. Lauderdale having only taken three the week before and none the last two days. Pig Week was scheduled to start on Saturday, but I got there the day before. I wanted to get things started off right with a gangbang in my motel. I billed it as a conversion party and told all the tops to pretend they were toxic, even if they weren't. I figured since I was on PrEP nothing would actually happen. Then again I hadn't taken my pills the last couple days, but that risk sorta turned me on. The gangbang went well. I had over a dozen guys show up I think. Since I was blindfolded I wasn't quite sure. I counted 15 times guys blew their load in my ass, but I'm pretty sure some of those were repeats. Their poz talk got pretty aggressive with the guys standing around egging whoever was fucking me to poz me. They kept going on about how toxic the loads were and that this was the night I was gonna become poz. I loved it and kept begging for their dirty loads telling them to knock me up and poz my hole. After the gangbang I was hungry for more, so I headed to Clubhouse II to take more loads. Stayed there about 3 hours and got 8 more loads. But even after 23 loads, I was hungry for more, so I headed to Slammer where guys loved my cummy hole and dumped 5 more loads in. It was the best night of my life, sexually, and I headed back to the motel on a high. I always take my PrEP before going to bed, so when I got back to the motel I grabbed the bottle and something seemed wrong. It was too light. I opened it and there were no pills inside. Just a note saying "Stop playing games. You clearly want to be poz, so just let it happen." I was a bit numb. There I was with 28 loads of cum in my ass, some of which was probably toxic, and I didn't have any PrEP, and hadn't taken any in a few days. There was nothing I could really do. I'd already paid in advance for most of the vacation. It's not like you can just go into the pharmacy and ask for more Truvada – even if I could get them to fill the script, it's really expensive (it's not like insurance was gonna pay twice for the same meds). But the note was right. I did wanna be poz. So as it all sank in I realized this was the week I was gonna become poz, so I might as well make the most of it. I went to bed pretty conflicted, but also sorta excited. I mean what better week to bug chase than Pig Week? That next week I went to every sex party I could. Basically I was a slut and spent every waking hour hunting for and taking dick and loads. I spent HOURS at the bathhouses. I think I took over 200 loads. I mean I literally let anyone and every one fuck me. A lot of the sex parties were filmed and I made a point of getting my face in as many shots as possible. If I was gonna do this, I was gonna do it right and become a public cumdump. I couldn't exactly say "poz me" in a porn video, so I'd say stuff like "Give me that dirty load", and "Knock me up Daddy!", and "Make me yours…" Some of the tops didn't get what I was trying to say, but a few clearly did. It seemed to really motivate them to dump their load in my ass. I think guys were talking behind my back as well, but I wasn't sure what exactly was being said of me. But I'd have these random guys show up at my door saying "I hear you're taking all loads – I wanna breed you" and then not take no for an answer. The last night this car pulled up as I was getting back to my motel. A hot daddy rolled down the window and said "get in, slut"… I recognized him from a couple of the parties. He'd dumped a few loads in me. I was wiped by this point, but didn't ask questions. I just got in. 15 minutes later we were at someone's house. There were a bunch of cars parked around it. We went in and in one room there was a bed and about a half dozen guys. I recognized all of them from the parties I'd been to, bathhouses, and even 1-on-1s at my room. Then one of the guys told me that one of the tops who was there had been at "my so-called conversion party" and noticed the Truvada in the bathroom and realized I was faking it. They were really glad I made the most of it and been a proper bug chaser the past 10 days. But since the PrEP was now probably out of my system, it was time to have real conversion party – the one I should have had at the beginning of the week. The guy also said that all the tops there had viral loads over 10,000, one had a viral load over a million. One of the tops even had a Truvada resistant strain – so even if I'd found a way to get more PrEP they would have made sure I wound up poz (they really don't like guys who do fake conversion parties). I knew it was actually more like 12 days I'd been off Truvada, and hadn't taken it every day before that. I doubt I had much of any protection – and here I was about to knowingly take toxic loads from a half dozen guys. This was my time to get pozzed… (If it hadn't happened already.) I got on the bed as instructed, on my belly, and each of the guys fucked me one after the other. About half the guys gave me a second load. There was a fair amount of poz talk, but it just didn't seem quite as necessary when you know it's the real thing. And the best part was they got it all on video. When it was over I laid there with 9 or 10 highly toxic loads marinating in my ass. A few of the guys stayed around. One told me they weren't done with me yet. They tied me to the bed face down so I couldn't roll over. "We don't want any of the loads coming out" was the explanation. Then another guy came into the room and pulled out a tattoo gun and proceeded to give me a biohazard tramp stamp. When he was done the host said "Now everyone will know you're a poz slut every time you bend over and you're shirt pulls up a bit. Every time you go to the beach, or change your clothes at the gym. You're a marked man now." I tried to sleep that night, but too many emotions were going through my head, and I couldn't really get comfortable since I was tied to the bed. Plus, every hour or two someone would come in and dump another load in me. So even if I was sleeping, I'd get woken up. But by that time they were actually a bit tender with me, calling me their "poz brother". Late the next morning they let me go with a warning – "Stay off meds for at least two years. We stole your PrEP, we'll find a way to steal your HIV meds if you go on them. Make us proud and pass on the strains we gave you! If you don't, we'll release the video of you begging to get pozzed." About a week and a half later I came down with the fuck flu. Pig Week had indeed made me into a proper pig! And there's videos of it all! If only guys knew that I was getting pozzed in those videos they're watching online… And the best part is I found out my strain is resistant to PrEP, so I can knock up Truvada Whores who think they're protected Gotta say, being poz is fun! I'm glad that guy stole my PrEP and made me embrace my destiny…

Chapter 6 - Virginity Lost His dick now soft, Adam finally rolled off of Brian and onto his back next to him. Laying in that bed, his own cum smeared all over his chest and stomach, while Adam’s toxic seed was beginning to seep out of newly destroyed asshole, Brian appeared still, but his mind was racing in a million different directions at one time. The two primary emotions fighting for space in his head were pride and fear. At first, fear took over. Even though he had, in the moment, decided to go with it as Adam made clear he was going to cum in him, whether he liked it or not, Brian had not come to that house having made a decision to get pozzed. He had, of course, only agreed to it after learning that it was unlikely he’d get infected… if the other guy was undetectable, which Brian had just assumed he was. His mind quickly darted to his parents and what they’d do he told them he had HIV. Being gay was one thing, and he wasn’t ashamed of it, because he now knew it was who he was. But getting pozzed was something he did; this one was a choice. And it was definitely going to he harder to explain. Brian also thought about Jake in that moment. He hadn’t quite realized yet how much he was longing to be with him. Ever since that first night where he jerked off to the thought of his classmate, Brian found himself more and more taken by him. And, Jake didn’t have a girlfriend, something Brian was keeping close tabs on. Obviously that didn’t really mean anything, but for a high school senior as hot as Jake not to be the subject of at least some girl-related drama was stoking Brian’s suspicions that maybe he too was gay, and maybe it could actually happen. But now, Brian felt that getting pozzed might mean he just lost Jake too. After catching his breath for a few minutes and fighting the whirlwind of emotions, Brian sat up and swung his legs off the side of the bed, not sure what he was doing or where he was going. So, he put his head in his hands, and he could feel he was starting to cry, not for any particular reason, but all of those conflicting emotions were just trickling out now as tears. His crying was soft, and Adam probably didn’t even notice, but he did see Brian with his head down. He rolled over closer to him, ran his hand slowly down his spine, and asked “How are you feeling?” “I…I don’t know” “You said thanks…” “I know…I…I don’t know” Adam may have just finished doing a pretty shitty thing to this virgin twink who was just starting to get his gay legs under him, but he wasn’t a sadistic person necessarily. He knew Brian thought he wasn’t going to get pozzed, but Adam loved gifting, had been off meds for about a month, and had decided he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to poz a high school virgin. So, while he didn’t regret what he had done, he wanted Brian to feel good about it. “Why don’t you hop in the shower and clean up?” he offered. Brian wasn’t sure if Adam planned to join him in the shower, or if he planned to kick him out after he cleaned his cum off of him, but he didn’t have enough space in his head to figure it out, so he let out a week “okay” and picked himself off the bed. Adam marveled at what he could see in front of him. Brian’s still semi-hard cock hanging off his thin body that was glistening with cum and sweat. As Brian stood still for a moment after getting up, clearly realizing his ass hurt, he could see some of his cum starting to flow out of his used hole. It was a shame, but he could sense he needed to give the boy some space. Brian winced as he started making his way towards the bathroom. He had dreamed so much about the feeling of a cock inside him that walking around with a recently opened hole, reminding him that he had finally accomplished that goal, was actually making him feel better. And, he was getting to experience was it felt like to have cum drip down his legs, one of the things he always thought was particularly hot when he read about it. For a mostly smooth twink, his legs were the only part of his body with a bit of soft fuzzy hair, and he could feel his balls stirring as Adam’s cum slowly rolled down the inside of them. By the time he was in the hot shower, he was feeling better. He was still shaking, though it was different now than it was as he was driving over. He was consciously nervous about the consequences of what he had just done, but even just the walk to the bathroom and now the rinsing of his cum off of himself in another man’s shower was kicking his teenage lust back in to gear, and that second emotion, pride, began to gain the upper hand in his mind. He felt hot. Really hot, and proud of himself. He was a shy 18 year old, and yet he had driven in to Boston to meet up with a 52 year old who he let take his virginity. HE had done that. It wasn’t done to him; Brian had made the choice to have sex, to lose his virginity, to make the questionable decisions in pursuit of cock. He felt how he had wanted to feel- that if tomorrow wasn’t Saturday, he would would stride in to school the next morning smirking, with a particular swagger, knowing he had done something sexier than anyone else in school probably ever had, even if he was never going to tell them about it. Quickly enough, his cock began to stir again, and while the feelings of guilt and nervousness didn’t go away, they were firmly in the passenger seat now. He got out of the shower, dried himself off, and opened the door back into Adam’s master bedroom to find he wasn’t there. He could hear commotion in the kitchen. He initially went to pick up his clothes, but then he figured he didn’t really need them, and he walked out to the rest of the house to find Adam, who was sitting in his gym shorts at the kitchen island. “Hey kid” Adam said cheerfully. Brian chuckled, “hey old man.” “Rude.” Adam replied playfully. “I’m kinda surprised you haven’t run out of here yet.” “I’m kinda surprised too.” “How you feel?” “Umm, kinda hard to say. Like, I’ve never felt sexier, but I still can’t believe you pozzed me.” Adam smirked. Again, while he wanted Brian to feel good, he didn’t feel bad about what he’d done, at all. “That might be why you feel so sexy.” “Maybe, but obviously I’m a little concerned.” “Don’t worry about it now. Plus, you did your research, you know it won’t kill you. Here, want a beer?” Adam had already started in on a Sam Adams when Brian was in the shower, and he went to open the fridge to get the boy one. “Thanks, but I don’t like beer.” “Hah, you’re such a teenager. I’m gonna guess you haven’t drank enough to learn to like it yet.” “But I’ll take a shot of that Absolut” “Ooh, like the hard stuff huh?” “Not really, just know I can get it down quick and it calms my nerves.” Adam poured Brian a couple fingers worth into a rocks glass and slid it over to him. He quickly picked up the glass and downed it. There was a little more than he had expected in the glass, so he coughed a bit, but managed to mostly get it down without looking too much like a child. “Take another” Adam said as he poured more vodka into the glass, and Brian repeated the same motion. Being the shy kid he was, Brian hadn’t ever really drank much before. He got drunk once with a couple friends while playing dungeons and dragons, and had snuck a couple shots at home a few time to rebel or relax, but he still didn’t have any tolerance for alcohol. So those two quick drinks went to his head, fast. He turned around to look at the TV as laughter caught his attention. Adam had never turned the TV off. James Corden had replaced Colbert, and he was doing a carpool karaoke with Tom Holland, who Brian had a major crush on. As the vodka started to work its magic, he stood and watched the two Brits being ridiculous for a moment before walking the short distance from the kitchen into Adam’s living room. He then leaned over the back of the sofa, legs crossed with one foot on top of the other and ass out, as he watched. Adam’s face lit up with a big smile. He could not resist Brian’s exposed ass now. He had been trying to give him space, but as Brian swayedwith the music while bent over the couch, Adam’s cock hardened again in a hurry. Even he was impressed that he had rebounded that quickly, so he hopped up and walked over behind Brian, dropping his shorts along the way. He grabbed Brian’s hips, telling him “you can’t just lean over like that and not expect me to fuck you again.” “What makes you think I didn’t expect it?” Brian replied. He turned back for a moment to look at Adam with a wicked smile across his face. The vodka was really kicking in now, and Brian’s inhibitions were gone. He wanted it again, and he uncrossed his legs and stuck out his ass as an invitation. Adam didn’t waste any time. His cock finished hardening instantly when he rubbed it against Brian’s soft skin, and this time using his own cum as lube, drove it into Brian’s asshole balls deep in one swift lunge. Brian yelled loudly in pain as he was invaded by Adam’s poz cock again, this time without any pretense of letting him get used to it. Adam’s couch had a low back, so it was perfect for pushing Brian down by his back in to an almost 90 degree angle and beginning to jackhammer him with his 8 inch cock. As opposed to the first time, in a bed, looking each other in the eyes, being asked if he was ready, Brian really felt now like he was just getting used as a fuck toy. He basically had no leverage, bent over as he was, and he was clearly impaired already by the vodka, so he just closed his eyes and gave himself over Adam’s ruthless pounding. There was no headboard this time to slam in to the wall, but Brian’s yelps each time Adam drove into him were probably making just as much noise. He was loving feeling this way, powerless. Adam fucked Brian ruthlessly over his couch, working up a sweat as he held Brian down and slid his cock in and out. Eventually he was tired of being bent over the boy, so he pulled out for a moment and pulled Brian up. He continued to hold him by the waist and directed him up against the wall. This was one of Adam’s favorites. He put his arm around Brian’s upper chest and bent him back he drove into his ass again, Brian’s minuscule triceps flexing as he pushed against the wall so that he wouldn’t get thrown into it. “You ready for another poz load in you kid?” Brian was silent, continuing the guttural noises of being fucked as Adam drilled in to him again and again. He could feel his asshole getting forced open even more in this new angle, and it was driving him crazy with both pain and pleasure, though this time was far more on the pleasurable side than the first fuck. Adam didn’t say anything after that. They just continued fucking up against the wall without words until Adam, with no notice, shoved his cock so far into Brian that he basically picked him up off the ground, releasing more forceful ropes of poz cum deep into the high school senior’s tight ass. When he pulled out, Brian fell to the ground on his hands and knees. His legs were weak from the hard fucking, and he felt Adam’s cum leaking out of him even more this time. He stayed down, panting, trying to catch his breath, until Adam scooped him by the armpits and walked him over to the couch, falling down onto the cushions and allowing Brian to fall on to him. Adam held him there, his thoroughly used former virgin boy, cum dripping out of him, as they watched the rest of the Late Late Show and both dozed off, thoroughly spent. ***** Brian woke up in a pitch black living room. There must have been a timer on the lights and TV. He craned his neck to look back into the kitchen to see the time on the stove: 3:45am. The vodka had worn off by now, as had the lust. Now, on this couch in the dark, he felt scared again. His mind went from asleep to racing, again questioning why the hell he just let that happen. He had shifted off of Adam as they slept, so he quietly got up and went to the bedroom to grab his clothes. He slid on his boxers and his sneakers, and didn’t even bother with the rest of his clothes; he just picked them up in ball and quietly exited the house and went to his car. He started making his way home, but he could barely keep his thoughts on the road. He pulled over into a strip mall parking lot, turned off the car, and took a deep breath. He had just spent the night getting fucked. By a man. An HIV positive man. Not once, but twice. He loved it, but he hated himself for loving it. He was still turned on, but he was also still scared. Sitting in his car, in the dark, his cock started tingling again. He pulled his boxers off over his sneakers, took it out and started jerking off, basically naked in this strange parking lot lit up yellow by old street lights. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this there, but what the hell, he had just done something even “worse”. He got his 7.5 inch cut cock nice and hard and thought back to himself begging Adam to poz him, jerking furiously, until he grunted, thrust his hips up off the seat, and sprayed five big ropes of cum up on to his chest, some even landing on his shoulders. He wondered if the cum all over him was toxic. He kept his boxers off, turned the Jeep back on, and drove home, naked and covered in cum.

I stopped by the ABS yesterday (Friday) afternoon and went back to the video booths, I entered an empty booth and shut the door but didn't lock it. #1 - I barely had time to put my money into the video player when the door opens and a nice looking 20 something looks at me, then he shut the door and walked down the hall. I settled on the vid that I wanted to watch, fished my cock out and started to slowly stroke it. The door opens again my 20 something is back, he comes in and shuts the door. He drops his pants and nods down towards his nice cut cock. You don't need to tell me twice, right away I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. I was sucking that cock with passion making sure that I didn't slow my pace. He didn't even last one minute (for real), I felt his cock getting even stiffer than it was then the first spurt hit the back of my throat. He started to pull away but I reached up and grabbed his ass pulling him deeper into me. I felt four more spurts hit my tongue, I released my hold on his ass and let him pull back. His final spurt landed on my nose and lips. I swallowed, smiled at him and walked out of the booth. #2 - I go into another booth, lock the door and feed a $5 bill into the machine. No sooner do I sit down and a cock is being pushed through the gloryhole in the booth. He had a long really thick cut cock. Naturally I went to work on him keeping my lips tightly wrapped around his pole and sucking for all I was worth. He lasted a whole two minutes before he blasted me with seven strong spurts of hot cum which I swallowed right away like any good slut would. He said Jesus Man!, got up and left his booth. #3 - The door to the booth next to me shuts and I realize that there's another guy in there now, I look through the hole and can see a chubby good looking guy, he drops pants and puts his cock in the gloryhole. His cock is kind of short but very thick, I start to suck it but only about 1/4 of it is sticking through the wall so I just concentrate on sucking the head of it and swirling my tongue around the head. That went on for a minute or so and then he pulls it back out of the hole. He whispers to me "I want to fuck you" and I say the only thing that I can "OK". I unlock my door and he comes over to my booth, shutting the door behind him. I bend over the chair inside the booth and he gets behind me. He smears some lube (I think) on my ass and puts a finger inside me. He holds my ass cheeks apart and I feel the head of his cock pushing through my ass ring. He stopped there for a second and grabs my waist he forces his fat cock inside of me and starts thrusting in and out. After a little over five minutes of my ass receiving a steady beating, he tells me that he's getting close. I just whisper back to him "Oh Fuck Yes" and he takes that as his clue that I don't want him to pull out. He pulls himself tightly inside of me and stands still for around 30 seconds, then he pulls out of me, rubs my ass and says thanks. We both put our pants back on and leave the ABS. All in all, a good day!! 3 loads in under 20 minutes.

You know it was a great time as my hole & jaw are sore, and I'm still leaking cum.

Been a long time reader, but first time poster. This story so inspired me, I got this tattoo yesterday.

I met this hot 6ft tall black guy on Grindr today, he sent me pics of his thick 9” cock and I knew I had to have it. I cleaned up and headed over to his place. We got undressed and I started blowing him on the bed feeling his thick meat grow in my mouth till I started gagging from the length. He then put me on my back, lubed up and slid inside me. It felt amazing, he then fucked me in every position imaginable for the next 2 hours. He said he took a long time to cum but I wasn’t complaining. We finally finished with me bent over the bed and him pounding away at my hole till he shot a huge load balls deep inside me. I might just have to make this a weekly thing.

2003 You pay the price for being too cautious. By the time I realized I was gay (first year of college), it was already widely known that HIV was transferred via sharing bodily fluids. Some activities were safer than others, but I avoided them all. I never did anything with anyone. I had plenty of gay friends because I was in art school, but none of them were abstinent. They went out and experimented in bars and parks, while I stayed home and drew in my sketchbook with reruns of "Bosom Buddies" on TV. Everybody told me I was wasting my youth, but at least I knew I was healthy. I graduated and moved to a semi-large city where the gay life was a little more active. Or so I'd heard....I stayed celibate and careful. I once hooked up with a nice-looking gay man who loved in my apartment building. I was so nervous and afraid of the encounter that I ruined the evening. I wouldn't even kiss him on the mouth. "What's the problem?", he finally asked. I told him I didn't want his spit in my mouth. "Are you serious?" He couldn't believe it. I told him my fears and he told me in no uncertain terms that I would someday overcome my fears but it'd be too late. I'd be too old for anyone to want. That hurt. But he was probably right. My 30th birthday had just passed and the 40's were on their way. I had a few gray hairs already. I'd spent so much energy trying not to die that I'd forgotten to live. Maybe it was time to change. I remember from high school algebra class that every equation has two separate sides that are opposite each other. Somehow I moved over to the other side and felt a switch click on in my brain. I'd get on my desktop computer and Google thongs like "how to get AIDS", "the joys of being HIV positive" and "Find local poz guys". I went through a lot of links and learned terms like 'bug-chaser', 'gift-give', 'breeding' and 'conversion'. I saw videos of skinny tattooed men fucking young, pretty studs with no condom. I read tons of stories about how much guys liked that they had been pozzed or about how they pozzed someone else. By the time I was 33, I was exploring this dark world nightly and getting painful boners. One of my favorite sites (now inactive) had photos, stories, essays and personal ads. The personal ads were split into two sections. The guys who wanted to be infected had ads under the caption "Please Give Me Your Gift, Sir" and the poz guys who wanted to infect negative men were under the caption "Accept My Gift, Buddy". Those four words were so fucking hot that just typing them now made me stiff. Unfortunately, there were no gift-givers in my general location. I checked night after night until a new one appeared that was from a giver right here in my town! The ad read: READY TO DIE? GWM, 38, 6'3, solid build, divorced. I've got the bug and want to give it to you. No-strings fucks only. Well of course I answered. I described myself and left my email address and phone number. And waited. On Saturday morning, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Yeah. You relied to my ad. Just called to say 'key'". "I'm so glad you did (was I really?). Great ad, by the way. I bet you had tons of replies." "Nope. Just you. That website is kind of obscure, but I also put it on some popular ones and you're still the only one who answered. One's all I needed, though. I need to give this gift to someone soon. " "Where are you?" "Well, since the divorce,I've been living in one of those motel rooms you rent by the week. It sucks, but I'm used to it now. I work as a bartender in a straight bar near the River district. I'll be there tonight but I won't be able to leave until 3 AM. Think you can come by and at least say 'hi'? The place is called "Beats". It might be busy or it might be dead. There's no telling." "I know where that is. I'll be there." "How will I know you? Wear something I'll recognize." "I'll be in jeans and a dark blue sweatshirt. My name is Will." "Cool. I'm Art. The other bartender is a chick -- so you'll know which one I am. Be there by 10, OK?" "See you then." click So there it was. I was further along into a quest that I never imagined I'd be on. It was still early, so I went back to bed. Sleep was impossible of course, but the possibilities and fantasies about what could happen put me into a waking trance of lust and a little fear. I took a long shower and shaved my face carefully. I'd managed to cut my chin several times with the razor. Nerves. I brushed my teeth way too vigorously because I remembered doing that caused bleeding of the gums and I wanted to expose tiny wounds in my mouth. I wanted all portals open to the gift. I got dressed and thought of putting on some cologne, but didn't. This wasn't a date I was going out to be fucked, not seduced. I was ready to die. By 9 PM, I couldn't take the waiting anymore. I left and made the short drive to where Art was waiting. "Beats" catered to young hetero people, but there were lots of more 'happening' clubs opening along the River District. I knew it wouldn't be crowded and it wasn't. I parked right up front and walked right in. Yep -- totally dead. The music wasn't even loud. I walked up to the bar and saw the lady bartender flirting with a punker-looking guy with tattoos and piercings. They were on the verge of a lip lock when I sat down. She seemed annoyed and asked me what I needed. "Um...is Art here?" "In the back. He'll be out in a minute." She resumed her conversation with the punker. Just then, a large guy walked in from the storage room. He looked so different than what I'd pictured. He was kind of cute in a goofy way. He was big and reminded me on a puppy whose paws were too big for its body. His expression was clear and open -- like he was waiting for a question. Nice. I liked him immediately. The girl waved her manicured hand in my direction. "You got a visitor here." He put down the crate of freshly-clean glasses and looked at me. "Will?" ""Hi, Art." "Hi!" He seemed to approve of my appearance. Possibly, a little surprised. He was every inch if 6'3" and wearing one of those long underwear shirts beneath a T-shirt. Manly, casual. He sure as hell wasn't dressed to impress, but I still was. Maybe he noticed the admiration in my eyes. "I'm taking my break now, Rima. Go see if anybody at the tables needs anything." She pouted a little and moved off to do a job she obviously hated. "Come sit down at the end of the bar. I'll get us a couple of shots." I moved down to where he was stacking glasses somewhere below where I could see. He dried his hands and came out to sit next to me. He seemed to bounce as he walked. He had a jumpiness I could relate to. He produced a few shot glasses filled with red liquid. "It's Hot Damn, 150 proof. Careful. Go slow." The punker left without leaving so much as a quarter tip. Poor Rima. She came back to the bar and got a rag to wipe up all the empty tables that people were leaving. It was getting desolate in here. "She's in a bad mood. The owner told us tonight that we're shutting down at the end of the month. I saw it coming. She didn't." "Just leave and find another shitty bar job. I've never been unemployed for more than a week," He got up, walked behind the bar and turned the music almost all the way down. He brought back two cold bottles of beers. "Let's go sit at a table." We sat at one in a dark corner. Nobody was left. "Let's drink up some free beer and then leave. I'm quitting now." SO we drank beer after beer and he talked out loud about what he had to do next. He'd call a few guys and probably start a new job by Monday. The light was low, but I could still see that open, inquisitive expression he had. I waited for a question. None came, so I asked one. "When did you get divorced?" "Oh God. It was over a year ago. She found out about how much fucking around I was doing. I'd given her a couple of disease, but not HIV. She was so pissed. I went to the clinic and found out I had the whole alphabet of STDS. " "Why did you cheat on her?" "Occupational hazard, I guess. Girls dig bartenders and I didn't resist any offers. Plus, my wife never loved me. We were trying to start a family, but she'd abort any baby I'd plant in her. I wanted a kid...and now I guess I'll never have one." "Why do you want to poz someone?" "Shit, Will. I was so drunk when I composed that ad. I was acting on pure impulse." "Oh." "Why the fuck do you want my poz seed?" I explained my strange journey here and he nodded, "You want a smoke? I need one.". He left, unlocked the cigarette vending machine and pulled out multiple packs of various brands. "Still want to let me do this to you?", he asked. I nodded as I opened the the second beer. "Well, I want to, Will." "Tonight?" "Why not? I'm ready to just walk out of here. My rented place is in The Dunham Inn right up the street. The building and hallways are a little scary, but my place is pretty nice and the locks are secure. I'll steal a bottle of something and we can go do it. Leave your car here and I'll bring you back in the morning. Ready?" I was. "I'm feeling weird now." "Why?" "I wasn't expecting anyone like you?" He paused. "I thought this was going to be a simple fuck...just me putting a load of death into some random dude's ass. I wanted no attachment -- just release and satisfaction. I thought it be no problem." "it's still no problem. I want to accept your gift. It would be an honor, Will." "OK. Good. Keep talking to me like that." Right then we arrived at his "motel". The building was as scary as promised. Blinking neon and assorted lowlifes hanging around outside. "Stick close to me. I'm big enough to scare most of them." His room was not so bad. A big bed and a TV that had been left on. He turned it off and starting stripping off his clothes. He flopped back on top of the bed in his jockey shorts. "Join me, Will." I got undressed and lied right next to him. "Keep talking like you were before." "I've told you everything. I want that lethal cock and that lethal load inside of me. Talk to me now." He pulled down his underwear and started stroking his big red dick. "This cock of mine is pure death. It will kill you and you have to promise me you really want it." I was out of talk. I got between his big thighs and started kissing his deadly organ. It got hard so fast. I grasped it at the base and studied it. It was pulsing with his heartbeat. It wasn't death. It was as alive as his heart or brain. Human and healthy. I kissed his balls which made him moan a little. I made slow work of worshipping his shaft. My sucking skills were untested, but I went for it. He arched his back and bucked back and forth into my mouth. He rolled over and pushed my legs apart with his hips. "We need to do this now." "I'm ready." "Are you" Are you really ready to die?" "DO IT!" He plunged into my hole. It was impossibly painful, but my hormones and adrenaline were cranked so high, that I didn't cry out or resist. He got it all the way in and let me get used to it. Then he pumped and found a pace he liked. He bucked faster and started mumbling. "I am giving you this shit in my body. It'll be your shit next. Our shit. Ohhhhh. I'm cumming!" And then this mission had complete. We both had what we wanted now. We fell asleep in each others' arms.

My married buddy showed up at my door last night. He only cums to see me when he needs a blowjob. I always take care of him but as soon as he cums in my mouth he bolts for the door. Last night I took it a bit further. I gave him a beer hoping it would relax him. It did. I could eee he was hard so I took him to my bedroom. I undressed - he’d never seen me nked before and it ws a risk he’d leave. He didn’t, he needed to cum. I undressed him which was the first time I’d seen him naked. We stood facing each other with our erections almost touching. I put my hand round his cock and told him "buddy I’m gunna suck you dry but first let me pleasure you” I got him to lie on my bed on his back, I licked his balls and took his cock in my mouth - he was loving it. Then I raised his legs and licked behind his balls, further and further until my tongue was in his ass. He tried to say “don’t do that’ but his body and moans gave him away. For the first time I was young fucking this stud's asshole. Fuck he tasted good. After I’d licked his ass for a while, I lay on my belly and told him to climb on my back and shove his cock in my ass. He did mount me and I felt his hard cock between my cheeks and he pressed his helmet on my hole but he stopped and got off. He said he wsn’t ready. I said ok, but when you are it will be the best fuck you’ve ever had. I got my mouth back on his cock and sucked him balls deep. He shot hard and emptied his nuts in my mouth. I thanked hi for his load and told him he’s a fucking stud. Unusually he didn't make a run for the door but stayed naked in my bed chatting. I told him I will always be there for him whenever he needs a blowjob but he should really fuck my ass. I’ve got a big beefy ass and he can fuck me as hard as he wants. He stayed so long that he was hard again, I persuaded him to touch my ass and get a good look at my hole - I said - “see how tight it is - you will love it round your cock” He wasn't put off and touched my asshole and butt for a few minutes but he was ready to cum again so I blew him a second time. I told him I Only wanted to serve him and he should cum over more often. I will always be available to take care of his needs unlike (I guess his wife). He got dressed except for his tight black trunks. I asked him if I could keep them,. He said yes and asked why. I told him they smelled good and sweaty and I was gunna sniff them while I jerk off after he left - he seemed flattered. I told him to cum back soon and fuck my ass or at least get your cock sucked. I hope my next post about him will be about how he fucked and loaded my ass.

wow, look at that master pump his seed in that hole!

Today was the first time I saw it, I must admit. I was quite surprised to see it. However, there is emerging evidence that the Oxford jab does prevent around 67% of transmissions, so we’ll see.

A very well-thought policy. Thank you, rawTOP. 👍

I think it is a good idea. May be a clue they're really looking to meet rather than make their keyboard sticky.

I just watched clips of that. Hard pass. Dudes are going through the motions for a check, looking like some random WeHo dudes. Seriously lacking energy I think TIM is done. They are going to have to get away from the actors and go back to the real “streets.” Seedy motels, real cruising, backwoods, back alleys. All these dudes look like they are from West Hollywood, Castro or NYC. They need Guys who will fuck, breed and feltch for damn near free. Hell, even may have to grab a couple of sketch dudes.

I just love MEN, so any cock I will service and finish off the guy, does not matter on size, I will suck. I also love it when they have big balls that come through that I can play with, all men have cocks, I have a mouth to use. I remember a bloke in NYC ABS, think it was Blue something, anyway this small cock came through, I gladly sucked it to completion and pulled on his beautiful balls. We came out of the booths at the same and looked at each other, he was a hunk, tall guy, beard, blue eyes, he smiled. Anyway, we got to talking in the store, he asked if I fancied a drink, no pressure, I wanted to and did. Having a drink, chatting, he mentioned his dick size and asked what I thought about it, confused look on my face. He told me that the amount of times, the partian hole is closed, or he is pushed away, even slapped at, when he presents his cock for sucking has happened alot. I really felt for him, to be insulted and disrespected by a faceless stranger must have an effect on him or other people. Anyway, I met him the next day arranged, he was so handsome and attentive,great kisser, awesome body. had a great time, he came back to my hotel room later, we had sex, he took his time, had confidence and fucked me a few times that night and although it was not deep fucking, he hit the spot of enjoyment and his balls slapping against me.

I love fucking blindfolded/hooded cumdumps just cause I know he is a total fucking whore. lt takes a special level of faggot to be so cockhungry that you will let absolutely ANYONE fuck you up the ass bareback. Even more so if you don't even want to see who is fucking you, so you know he is trashy as fuck, probably loaded with cum, and nicely used. So easy, prelubed with warm jizz, no questions asked and no effort to fuck. I like the blindfold better than the sling sometimes cause the tops can see who the slut is but he doesn't have any idea who we are. But sometimes I like the hood cause it reminds the bottom that we don't give a fuck who he is or what he looks like. Next best thing to using some faggots hole through a glory hole

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HIV positive on meds and undetectable for 12 years... FYI if you use the word "clean" to describe your hiv status you're a douchebag ... I may be a pig but I am sure as fuck not "dirty"

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

Look, if you aren't into this story then just don't read it. There are plenty of other ones on the site. I have been asked by multiple people to continue the story so I will, but if it isn't your cup of tea, just ignore it. It's real simple. Chapter Six I stopped kissing Jack, I mean I stopped licking my protein out of his mouth and fell back onto the rug. My whole body was covered in sweat and I could feel Jack's cum drip out of my ass. For some reason I was still in overdrive, something I guess I should have explained earlier. See, people think it's cool and all having a big dick, but it has its downside too. When I got horny, I mean ready to just fuck, I got lightheaded and everything just got...blurry. It was a lot like being drunk except I kind went nuts to get myself off. I really wasn't aware until freshmen year, when Jack and me started to really jerk off heavily. We both didn't have girlfriends and until we got more known playing baseball, we kind of relied on ourselves to get off. We jerked off together, a lot. He loved seeing my dick erupt and I liked him watching me. But when I got into it, I mean really into it, I noticed that a lot of things came to my mind. Jack's dick looking nice, the way he leaked constantly and the curiosity of what he tasted like, a lot of gay shit. Up until now, it had just been thoughts and they passed as soon as I came. But here I was, covered in my own cum and still fucking blurry and wanting more. “How you feeling?” Mr. Blackthorn said, moving over me. I just looked up and grinned. “Here, drink this,” he said handing me a bottle of water, “That stuff can dry you out.” Didn't know or care what he was talking about, but I did down the fucking water in one go. “You still horny?” he asked as I tossed it aside. I gave him another grin and he opened my legs with his own. Again, part of my mind screamed for me to get up, to fucking get out of here as quickly as possible. But as he reached down and fingered my cummy hole, I told the voice to shut up and spread my legs even wider. “You want this?” I nodded, my dick already responding to the thought of his cock. He moved and his thick cock pushed into my hole, proving that he was indeed much bigger than Jack. Like with Jack though, the pain was pleasure into itself. The tingly feeling I was experiencing was all over my body but as his dick slid into my it was so much better than Jack's dick. It was thick, really thick, and the walls of my ass expanded to fit it, I gasped as the head popped into my super tight hole and began to push in. It was like I was outside my body, seeing my long, muscular legs being held apart by his arms, the way he grinned at me as I responded to every inch of him entering me. I relaxed myself again, realizing I was doing it automatically without a thought. “God you're tight,” he older man said as his dick went deeper and deeper. I whined as I felt him touch areas inside of me no one had before. As he slid past that spot in me I cried out, bucking my hips back onto him. “There...right there...” I gasped. He stopped, held my ankles tight and then pulled out slightly, his head moving over the spot again, making my dick burp up another glob of precum. “Is that your spot boy?” he asked stopping and pushing in again. A whimper escaped my lips as I felt my cock twitch again and my whole body want more. “Look at this cock,” he said, letting my legs rest on his shoulders and grabbing my dick with one hand, “Look at this magnificent cock...” His fingers gripped around it, not quite touching because of my girth. As he pushed into me he slowly stroked my member, making me cry out loud in fucking joy. “Sir...that's it sir....right there...” “You have to ask yourself Everett,” he said, still slowly pulling on my dick, “Why did god give you such a dick...” He let go and slammed his cock all the way into me, “When you have such a perfect pussy!” My eyes flew open and a squeak escaped my lips as I felt him bottom out in me, causing flashes of light to appear before me. “Such a fuckable little pussy...” he said pulling nearly all the way out and then slamming me again. There were no words, no fucking thought, all I knew was his cock was my world and I needed more of it, all of it. Everything. “Why boy, why do you need it?” If he was asking me I couldn't answer, I could barely catch my breath as each thrust stunned me into submission again, making me realize how badly I wanted more. “This pussy...” he said with a trust, “This perfect, tight...” thrust, “Wet little jock pussy. Right Everett, that's what you have?” My inside voice screamed no but my mouth just panted, “Yes sir, harder, harder...” “Harder what boy?” 'Fuck me sir, fuck me harder...” I honestly had no idea what I was saying any more, the words kept falling out of my drooling lips. “Fuck your what boy? Come on, what do you want me to fuck?” My pride held on as log as it could, resisting the last bit of my masculinity...and that huge cock hit me three more times and I cried out, “My pussy sir....fuck my pussy hard! Harder!!” An evil grin spread across the teacher's face as he folded me and half and just wet to down on my ass. Each push left me breathless, and another spurt of hot precum splatted on my face. Within a minute my whole face was covered in more cock snot hit my face, my tongue darting out trying to catch as much as I could. He stopped, and got off of me suddenly. My ass spasmed and I actually cried out at the feeling of emptiness. I was so close, so close to cumming again. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please sir...my pussy...” I begged. He sat back and spread his legs. “Come over here and sit on my cock son.” I scrambled over and pushed myself onto his towering dick. He didn't make one move as I began to ride his cock as hard as I could. My dick spit precum over both of our abs and I looped my legs under his knees to get more traction. “What are you doing Everett?” Jack asked me, as if from far away, “Fucking myself...must fuck...” I muttered. “What are you fucking?” “My pussy...fuck my pussy...” “Look up Everett,” Jack ordered. I looked up and saw his phone pointing at me, “Smile and say it again. I gave the phone a fucking goofy ass grin, and said with a smile, “I'm fucking my pussy...fucking my tight jock pussy...” I had to stop to wipe the drool going down my chin. “Perfect.” Jack said, continuing filming. “You ready to get bred boy?” Mr. Blackthorn asked. “Fuck my pussy...” I kept muttering. “You gonna have my babies? You want my babies boy?” For some reason I just nodded and he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down as he thrust up. Without thought I screamed, “Breed me! Fucking breed my pussy!” “You like that son? You like your daddy fucking you?” Another slight pause in my head but my mouth had no hesitation, “Fuck me daddy, fuck your boy. Make me cum...” “You like your daddy up in your jock pussy?” “Breed me dad, breed me harder...” I was slamming myself down as hard as I could, I couldn't tell it if it was sweat or precum flying between us. He kept slamming me down and with a growl he said, “Here it comes son, your daddy is going to cum in your pussy!” “Daddy! Daddy! Come in your boy...cum in your boy's pussy...” I felt his head pulse and my own cock exploded. Cum hit the bottom of my chin first and then exploded over both our faces, I could feel the warmth in me as he flooded my ass....my pussy with his cum. I clenched my ass, wanting to keep as much in my as possible. As I came I just kept repeating, “Daddy, daddy...fuck me daddy...” As the last spurt left my cock I felt my head go light and my eyes rolled back into my head. I don't know what happened after that.

Chapter Five Jack caught a ride with me to Blackthorn's house. “You really think he can get my grades up?” I asked him. “Depends, I mean you're pretty behind. But I bet he'll find something you can do to earn the grade.” “Sheesh I hope so, if I lose my scholarship I don't know what I'd do.” “Go into porn?” “Huh?” “Nothing, just listen to what he has to say.” We pulled up to his house and I grabbed my backpack, “Did you bring your books?” Jack shook his head, “Nah, I'll just follow along.” As we approached the door it opened and Blackthorn was standing there looking buff as shit. He had on a tight black t-shirt that really showed his chest off and a pair of workout shorts that might have been old because they were pretty tight on him. He started to smile and then looked at Jack, “Um, this was a private lesson Palmer.” Before I could say anything Jack spoke up, “It's ok Mr. Blackthorn, I figured out what you were going to teach him and I'd like to help.” Blackthorn raised an eyebrow. “He told me about the private lesson you gave him earlier, and I thought if you were going to go into a full lesson, you might need help.” He cocked his head and he gave Jack a small smile, “Have you been giving him lessons as well?” “Well sir I've been trying, but I think he's finally ready to learn.” “Well then come in boys, we have no time to waste.” His house was pretty swag, I mean you could tell he was a bachelor. He must have not bought light bulbs because this room was fucking dark, I had no idea how we were going to study. There was a large blanket on the floor and pillows all around. “Sit, you guys drink?” Jack laughed, “Does a fish swim?” “Excellent, let me grab some wine, take your shoes off and relax.” Jack shucked his off quickly so I followed suit. “Dude, he might have forgotten I was coming by, this place looks like it's setup for a date or something.” Jack leaned back on a stack of pillows, “Maybe, but he's willing to teach so relax man.” I sat down and started grabbing my book out of my backpack. “Nope,” Mr. Blackthorn said coming out of the kitchen with a bottle of wine and some glasses, “You aren't ready for a book yet Palmer, we need to go back to basics.” Man I was too stupid to even use the book? That sucks. Blackthorn sat down and poured us all a huge glass of wine. “Um, I don't really drink all that much,” I said looking at my wine. And it was true, I got stupid when I was drunk, a fact I learned in high school a couple of times. Both times I had gotten drunk I woke up at a friend's house, buck naked feeling like I had ran a marathon the night before. The guys always just said I was fun when I was that way but I didn't like it. “A relaxed mind learns faster,” Blackthorn said, indicating I should drink. Sighing I brought the glass up to my mouth and started to chug it. It was sweet, I mean it had that nasty alcohol taste but I drank it all pretty quickly. They were both just staring at me open mouthed. “What?” I asked putting the glass down, “You said drink.” Jack and Blackthorn looked at each other and smiled. “Ok then, well that should help. What was the last thing you recall us studying?” I thought really hard, but I was already getting a little wobbly, “Um, the civil war I think?” “Everett, we're going over Watergate, that's a hundred years later. You haven't been paying attention at all?” “No sir,” I said sadly. Was it hot in here? “We should quiz him,” Jack offered, “You know test and see what he knows and doesn't.” Blackthorn just looked at Jack in confusion. “We're going to ask you some history questions, and you try to answer them as correctly as possible ok?” I nodded. “But I know you, you're just going to say you don't remember to most of them, so let's give you a reason to think.” I didn't understand what he just said and fought back giggling and just asked, “Huh?” “For every question you get wrong you have to take off a piece of clothing.” “What?” I said shocked, “No way I'm not stripping.” “Then think hard about your answers,” Jack suggested. I looked at Blackthorn for help but he just nodded, “I think it's a good idea. The pressure of not wanting to undress yourself should give you motivation to recall facts.” I did not want to do this but he was the teacher and I remembered what Jack said. Just do whatever Blackthorn tells me so I can pass. I nodded, “Sure ok.” “Great,” Blackthorn said, “Who was the president during the civil war?” “Um, penny guy...Lincoln!” “That's right,” he looked at Jack, you lose. Jack paused for a moment and then smile, “You got me.” He pulled his socks off. “Ok Jack, who were we fighting against in the war?” “The south,” Jack answered. That was was way easy. Blackthorn looked at me, “You lose.” I wasn't sure how I lost since I didn't get a question wrong but Jack did it so I took my socks off as well. “Everett, who was Lincoln's Secretary of War.” I just stared at Blackthorn. “During the war, who was the man in charge of most of it.” “Um...Lincoln's son?” “No, Edwin Stanton, your loss.” I had never heard that name before but the wine was really hitting me and I just pulled my shirt off. “Ok, you got me.” “Jack, where was Lincoln shot?” “Ford's theater,” he answered instantly. “Everett, your loss.” “Man...” I said looking at what I was wearing, “Um, all I have are my pants.” “You still have your underwear right?” Blackthorn asked. “Um, no I've been freeballing it all day.” Blackthorn shook his head, “Rules are rules.” Sighing I stood up and wobbled a little. Jack jumped up and steadied me. “Thanks man,” I said unbuttoning my jeans. “Here let me help,” he said doing it for me. I pulled them down and stepped out of them, I was torn. It felt so fucking good to be naked because I was too hot but I was also naked in front of two guys. I sat back down and put a pillow over my groin. “Well that was fast,” Blackthorn said, “What are we going to use to motivate him now?” Jack thought about it, “Ok how about we move to strip poker rules? Loser has to do what the winner tells him too.” Those were the rules. When we played strip poker whoever was naked and lost again had to do whatever the winning guy said. I had lost one hand and they made me jog around the school statue completely naked. I nodded, “Ok fine.” “Everett, who was the president of the Confederacy?” “The what?” “The Confederacy,” Blackthorn repeated, “Of the United States?” I was confused, “You mean Lincoln?” Jack laughed, “The Confederacy was the south dumbass.” I blushed, “Well I didn't know that!” “Ok Mr. Blackthorn, you won, your dare.” “OK Everett, you have to have another glass of wine.” I made a face but nodded. Blackthorn jumped up and left the room. “Dude, I'm naked!” Jack just shrugged, “You should have been paying more attention in class.” “I thought you were coming along to help me.” “Oh I'm helping, trust me.” Blackthorn came back and sat down, “Ok little bit of wine,” he poured, “And take this.” He held out his hand and a little purple pill. It looked like a Flintstones's vitamin. “What's this?” I asked taking it from him. “It helps you with hangovers, for the next morning.” “Oh cool,” I said popping in my mouth and chasing it down with the wine. “So where were we?” he asked. “The confederacy,” I answered, leaning back on the pillows. “Right, so do you remember when the civil war ended?” I thought about it for a moment, “Um, 1900's?” “1865,” he corrected me. “Uh oh,” I said suddenly laughing, “I missed again.” “Jack, your dare,” Blackthorn said. Jack looked at me, “Ok, I get to tickle you for a minute straight.” “No way!” I said, trying to sit up but it was too late. Jack pounced on me, throwing the pillow off my crotch and straddling my waist. “Please Jack don't...” I begged. He tore into my side and I lost it. I was super ticklish, a fact Jack has lorded over me for years. “Beg for mercy,” he said as I tried to block his hands. “Please Jack, please!” “You want me to pick something else?” I nodded almost crying, “Please, anything!” “Promise.” “I promise, I promise!!' He stopped and I laid there, trying to catch my breath. “Ok, so anything.” I nodded and he stood up. He unbuttoned his jeans and my eyes got wide. “Dude,” I whispered, “Not here!” He dropped his pants, standing over me in just his black jockstrap. “You said anything.” he said stepping out of his jeans. “A promise is a promise Mr. Everett.” Sighing I just nodded. He knelt back down, closer to my face, his crotch just over my head. “Lemme feel that tongue,” he said. God I couldn't believe this. Just like Jack to find something humiliating and make me do it in front of a teacher no less! Man I am going to get him back for this. I leaned my head up and licked his pouch, the musky smell wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. He didn't move so I kept going, his dick slowly hardening. He reached down and moved his pouch aside, his balls were now exposed. Man, this is the worst! I licked the smooth underside of his balls and heard him moan. “There ya go Everett, this is what you get when you don't study.” He was right, if only I had paid more attention in class I wouldn't be in the mess. I kept licking, sucking one ball into my mouth and rolling it around in my mouth. He gasped and I went for the other one. I just wanted this to be over with, I was already dizzy from he wine and now I was losing focus. I licked around Jack's balls, for some reason their smoothness was fucking cool. I was obsessed with the way they felt, so smooth, warm...they were like candy almost. Jack scooted down, straddling my chest now. His dick was hard as fuck sticking out of his jock. He pushed the head of it down towards my mouth and I opened it slowly, like I was in a dream. I tasted his precum as he pushed into my mouth and the taste was insane! The feeling of his dick on my tongue was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I grabbed either side of his ass and pulled him deeper into me. “Yeah buddy, eat that cock.” There was something in the back of my mind saying this was all wrong but I didn't care. Everything was like explosions all over my body. The feeling of the blanket beneath me made me tingle, Jack's ass on my chest was warm and smooth...everything was like a turn on and I was about to lose control. “Roll him over,” Blackthorn told Jack. “Come on big guy.” he said getting up and sitting near my head, “Come and get it.” I rolled over and crawled towards his dick, the movement on my hands and knees was like tiny electrical shocks. I went back to sucking his dick, now fully going down on him, wanting to feel his head hit the back of my throat. “Yeah, you like that don't you buddy?” I nodded while I blew him, I liked it a lot right now. My legs were nudged apart and I could feel Blackthorn behind me, spreading them with outward. I was on all fours, head down in Jack's crotch, ass up and I just didn't care. I wanted to say this wasn't me but everything felt so fucking good I wanted it to be me all the time. I was so focused on Jack's dick that I didn't even notice Blackthorn's face near my ass. I didn't notice until his tongue licked my hole. If Jack hadn't been holding my head I would have jumped up screaming. Instead I just screamed around his dick as Blackthorn's warm tongue moved again and again around my hole. Now I was fully extended as I kept blowing Jack but pushing my ass back onto the teacher's tongue. “Yeah that's it buddy,” Jack said stoking my hair, “Back up into that, come on, show him you want it.” As it darted into my tight hole for a moment I blacked out a little it felt so good. I came off of Jack's dick and screamed, “Please sir, do it some more.” Blackthorn's hands grabbed my ass and he plunged his face into my ass hard. His tongue speared into me and I actually squealed as I put my head on the ground and stuck my ass up higher. “Tell him champ, tell him how it feels.” “Oh sir it feels soooo good! Like that, deeper, harder...sir please harder.” His hands pulled my cheeks apart even more and his tongue went deeper, causing me to just scream in pleasure. I couldn't form words as he forced it in and out again and again, each time it going just a tiny bit farther than before. I was pushing back as hard as I could to meet his movement, I wanted that in me, I needed it...I wanted more. “More sir, more...” “Does it feel good?” Jack asked grabbing my chin and making him look at me. I looked up with a big goofy grin on my face, slobber running down my chin. All I could do was nod. “You want more?” Another nod. “You want it deeper?” Several nods. “Ok,” Jack said to Blackthorn, “Switch.” Jack got up and I watched his dick bob away with regret. But it was ok cause Blackthorn sat down and his dick was right there. Now he had a man's cock, thick, strong, not as long as me but it was a solid cock, like my dad had. “Come on Everett, it's ok.” he said pushing my head down towards it. I closed my eyes and began sucking the man's cock, his taste was completely different and the second I tasted it I wanted more. His hands were entwined in my hair and as I bobbed up and down he was massaging my scalp, making my entire head tingle in pleasure. Jack's tongue pushed into me and I whimpered again around Blackthorn's beefy dick. I began pushing back again, hoping Jack could get it in deeper than Blackthorn. As Jack tongue fucked me I slurped up and down Blackthorn's dick, I couldn't take the whole thing in my mouth it was so thick, I moved around the sides like it was a huge, flesh popsicle. I began to whine as I realized Jack wasn't going any deeper. “You want more?” Jack asked me. I nodded around Blackthorn's dick. “Ok, I'll give you more.” Something smooth pressed against my hole, something pretty big. I wanted to look at what it was but Mr. Blackthorn was pushing my head down to keep me sucking. Whatever it was slowly started to enter me and I felt the same sting as when Billy put three fingers in me. But with the sting came a whole other sensation, like the pain itself was a kind of pleasure. I remember what I had learned and relaxed, pushing out as it went in. “Fuck!” Jack said as whatever it was pushed inches into me. My ass spasmed around it, not used to anything that big in it and certainly not going in! It pulled out a little and I felt the spot where it had left ache with emptiness. I pushed back quickly, not wanting to lost the feeling, impaling myself on it another couple of inches. “Fuck Ev, you really want this?” I pushed back again, ignoring the pain and focusing on the fucking fireworks going on in my ass. Something bumped up against my ass and it took my spaced mind a second to realize that it was. That was Jack! The haze in my head vanished as I realized I had a dick up my ass! I tried to pull back but all I did was push onto it more. When it hit bottom I felt that same tingle as when Billy touched me and my eyes rolled back in my head. Jack pulled his dick back a few inches and then pushed into me again. His dick slide right over that spot and I felt myself moan in spite of myself. “Yeah, come on big guy, you can do it.” I didn't want to do it but every time he moved his dick my body just went nuts and I found myself pushing back onto him. My body was meeting his thrusts as I mentally screamed for him to stop. Finally Blackthorn let go of my head and I was able to talk. “Jack! Jack....you're...uhhh....stop...please...oh god....” Jack kept fucking me, each time my train of thought shattered as I instinctively pushed back into it. “What Everett, what do you want?” “Stop...fuck...stop fuc...ohhh...” He had stopped his dick right at the spot and was just moving it back and forth like not even a quarter inch. My thoughts blurred as all I felt was fucking sex. My reason and complaints just went away as a blinding light of pleasure overwhelmed me. I don't know how long I was like that but when I came back I was covered in sweat, moving like mad. “Yeah Everett, yeah...fuck yourself, come on stud harder...” I was confused to what he meant until I realized I was doing just that. I was rocking back and forth on his cock, he had stopped moving and I was fucking myself on it. The sound of my ass hitting him was loud as I used all my strength to rear back and take all of his cock deeper and deeper. “Yeah, come on boy, harder.” There was half a moment's hesitation but it vanished as I forced his cock to hit that spot in me again. It was fucking everything and I felt what little resistance I had left just vanish. “Yeah...fuck me Jack, harder...harder...” “Yeah?” Jack asked surprised, “You asking for it now?” “Please Jack, fuck me, please...” His hands went back to my waist and he thrust forward as I pushed back. And everything inside of me just exploded. The impact of his dick into my ass was like a bomb going off, and I just went nuts. “Yes, yes....fuck me, fuck my ass....harder Jack, harder!” “You like that Ev? You like getting fucked?” “Oh yeah, fuck me Jack, fuck me all night.” “Beg me Jack, beg me to keep going.” “Please Jack, please....” I said trying to push as hard as I could back. “You really want this?” I nodded and whined. He pulled his dick out. I turned around panicked, my ass sting from the emptiness. He sat back, “Here's my dick bud, come and get it.” I realized that this was different, that I was no longer being fucked, that he wanted me to go over there and do it myself. I could hear my ego scream and me not to do this, that I was straight and I needed to stop. I saw Jack's dick twitch a drop of precum pooled up at the tip... I moved over, straddled his waist and guided his cock into me. “Come on big boy, ride me.” I put my hands around his neck, looped my legs under his knees and pushed myself down on his member. I threw my head back and moaned as I felt it bottom out in me. My sexuality screamed in despair and I just slammed myself again and again on his dick. “Whose my fucking jock bitch?” Jack asked. I slowed a little and he added, “Only jock bitches get fucked...” And again it was another line...a line my ass didn't care about. “I'm your jock bitch Jack, I am...” “Who owns your ass?” “You do Jack, you do....” “You gonna let me fuck you anytime I want?” I nodded, “Just fuck me Jack...harder.” He began to thrust up with my movements and I fucking squealed again. “Yeah scream for that dick, come on bitch...fuck yourself....harder, faster...” I did everything he said, not caring about anything else in the world but the pleasure I was feeling. “You want me to breed you?” he asked. I didn't know what that meant. “You want me to shoot my load into you? You wanna feel my cum in your tight jock ass?” I nodded, not sure what I was doing any more. “Stroke your cock for me,” he commended, “Lemme see your big dick react to me fucking you.” I grabbed my dick, who had been ready to fire off at any second and he began to push up like a fucking jackhammer. “Come on bitch, come on you knock bitch...take my seed....take it....” “Breed me Jack....fucking breed me...” I cried as my hand blurred up and down the length of my cock. “Cum for me bitch, cum for your man...” “Jack....JACK!!!” I honestly lost time. My load shot and I think I passed out for a moment. It was like an out of body experience, I could feel the warmth of Jack's cum flooding my ass, the throb of it as he just shot again and again....I could feel his nails dig into the muscles of my back as he held me there, pressed against his sweaty body, making me take his load like the jock bitch I was. I could feel the cum splash against my face and I know my tongue darted out to catch what I could. The wet warmth against our chest and abs was like a baptism as a part of my mind realized what complete ecstasy felt like. As I collapsed forward into Jack he embraced me and pulled me into him. He leaned in and kissed me hard, and I found all I wanted to do was kiss him back. Jesus Christ...what have I become?

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. The game got out of hand - Part 1 (introduction, not sexual) Every first Friday of the month our small group meets for a game night. Every now and then there are a few new faces, like on this Friday evening, which should change my life. But first I would like to introduce the regular cast of our small group: Frank is 32 years old, gay, very trained at 1.87 meters tall, he weighs 80 kilos. Simon is 40 years old, gay, rather lanky and 1.95 meters tall, he only weighs 72 kilos. He is also Frank's husband. Hussein is 22 years old, bisexual, bodybuilder type, and at 1.80 meters he weighs 86 kilos. Johannes is 25 years old, bisexual, of normal stature and weighs 73 kilos at 1.75 meters tall. Elias is 20 years old, gay, the typical twink, weighs 60 kilos and is 1.76 meters tall. Dominik is 36 years old, bisexual, of normal stature and weighs 70 kilos at 1.68 meters. I'm Benjamin, 21 years old, straight (I thought so far), I also have a normal stature at 1.72 meters, I bring 68 kilos with me. Usually my friend Amelie (24) and Dominik's friend Magdalena (30) are also there. However, this time the two girls could not take part for professional reasons, as there was an acute shortage of staff on the night shift in the hospital where they work. I only owe this evening game to my girlfriend (or better said now ex-girlfriend) Amelie, who found out through Magdalena that we had gone there. That said Friday evening there were three new faces brought by Hussein and Simon. Hussein brought Matteo, and Simon brought Vincent and Fabio. Matteo is a 19 year old twink, absolutely gay, weighs only 77 kilos at 1.99 meters tall. Vincent and Fabio are both 38 and twins, both are gay and at 1.75 meters tall and 70 kilos, they are more average. That evening we wanted to play the dice game 10000. The winner is whoever threw the 10,000 points together first. A 5 is 50 points, 3 fives with a throw are 500 points, these must still be confirmed by a 1 or 5. 4 fives with a throw are 5000 points, these must also be confirmed with a 1 or 5. A 1 is 100 points, 3 ones with a throw are 1000 points, and must also be confirmed with a 1 or 5. 3x the 2, 3, 4 or 6 with one throw means 200, 300, 400 or 600 points after confirmation by a 1 or 5. 4x the 2, 3, 4 or 6 with one throw means 2000, 3000, 4000 or 6000 points after confirmation. There are 6 dice in play, but a maximum of 2 dice may remain, but at least one die must remain for the game to be scored. After the rules were set, Matteo asked about the stakes per game, whereupon Frank explained to him that we would normally only play just for fun, i.e. without stakes. Matteo then said, however, that it would be more interesting if the person who had thrown the least number of points had to take off an item of clothing. As a little thrill by the way. My opinion was NO, as I had just lost a bet with my girlfriend two days ago and as a punishment I was only allowed to wear one item of clothing per body region. So I only had a t-shirt, Adidas sports pants and my Adidas shoes ... ...not more. Of course, I did not say that, but instead said that a vote was needed. No wonder, the only one who was against this additional rule was me, but I was also the last one who was allowed to vote, and since I already knew the result, I voted for the rule extension with a better conscience. Sequel follows...

We got hit hard by winter storms here in Dallas and its really ruined my ability to hook up as roads are icy and both my parents are at home. I could just about scream I'm so horny and it's hard to come up with an excuse to sneak out of the house to fuck. The local guys I often hook up with can't get out or can't host for a lot of the same reasons, but I did have one guy, Antonio, message me saying we could fuck in his garage if I didn't mind. I was so desperate I was down, plus he's hot straight Latino guy in his mid-20s with a nice long slender cock that gets way deep inside me. I figured I'd go for it and tell my mom I needed to get out of the house and take a walk. She of course fussed at me to make sure I had a hat, gloves, dressed warm, and brought a phone in case I fell, like I was a little kid. I did as she said so I wouldn't draw more questions or attention and headed out to my bud's place. Like a lot of guys my bud still lives with his parents and is at that tough point where he's dating a girl but hasn't married yet and is getting asked a lot of hard questions by his family. I don't want to add to his problems and besides, I love being his outlet. He'll let guys fuck him but not to the point where they cum inside him, he'll make you pull out to cum and suck you off, which is cool. I get that. He doesn't mind getting fucked and seems to like it, but its probably the whole machismo thing where he just can't let a guy cum in his ass. That said there have been "accidents" where I've cum inside him and I'm sure that's happened with other guys too. I walk down the alley towards his garage and I can see him through the partially open door as he waves at me. I step into the garage and he slowly closed the door trying to make as little noise as possible. even though the garage isn't attached to the house he's still nervous as his family is home and he locked the side door and leaned in to kiss me. Its cold in the garage but not as cold as outside and as he kisses me he pins me up against the car parked inside and I can feel his hard cock grinding on me. In my mind I'm trying to remember the last guy to fuck me and it was Friday...several days ago. I'm so horny Antonio could rape me right now and I wouldn't complain. He's clearly ready and turns me to face the car and is pulling down my pants and underpants and bending me over the hood. I can feel his spit hit my ass and I'm kind of freaking out as I haven't been fucked in days and am likely to be tight. I brace myself and try not to yell out or scream as Antonio enters me roughly, but I can't control it and he quickly covers my mouth as he forces more of his cock in me. And its bordering on rape as he forces more in me roughly without enough spit or lube and its painful as fuck. I'm willing to endure it so long as he cums soon and I can feel his precum slowly making it a little easier when he suddenly makes some loud groans and I can feel his cum flooding my ass. He's still thrusting hard and not slowing down and I can hear him whispering that he wants to put another load in me. His dick is moving a lot easier and I'm telling him how good he feels inside me, how bad I need his cum and want it. His dick is so long it hits a spot deep in my ass that sends wave after wave of pleasure through me. He's stroking long and deep, pulling almost all the way out and slamming all the way in, driving deep into me as I rock the car side to side. I'm loving it and its sadly too soon when he blasts another load deep inside me with a satisfied grunt. Pulling out he playfully smacks my ass and says its his turn. I get up off the car and he drops his pants to his ankles and bends over the hood just as I was. I'm thinking Antonio would need some work opening up his ass and I start out fingering his ass as I spit on my fingers and at first he's moaning but before long he's hissing at me to just stick my cock in him already. I spit a few times on his ass as I stroke myself hard and start forcing my cock in his ass. He's softly crying out as I enter him but I don't give a shit as its what he wanted. Part of me wants to fuck him hard and without mercy since he wants my dick so bad. I'm fucking him way rougher than I normally do and he's moaning and crying out softly as I do and slowly the crying shifts to him saying how good my dick feels in him. I love it when Antonio gets all needy for cock and and I'm hoping he's wanting it again. He's let me cum inside him a few times, begging for it like a needy bitch and this seems like this is going to be one of those times. His ass started out really tight so I'm guessing my cock is giving him what he wants and needs and I have no intention of pulling out to cum. This little bitch is going to take my load whether he wants it or not. I stroking hard inside him and clearly he could tell I was getting close to cumming and he told me cum inside him. By now I was precumming like crazy and knew I was going to blast a huge load and soon did just that, letting out a satisfied groan as he softly moaning saying how good it felt. And it must have as I hadn't fucked in days and had a lot of cum built up. I kept stroking in him and asked if he was down to take another and he said he was. I kept stroking inside him as he was moaning with delight, saying how good my cock felt inside him and how bad he wanted my load. He gets like that sometimes, like a switch flips and he suddenly wants guys to cum in his ass. I wanna ride that for all its worth and take my time stroking inside him, delighting in hearing him moan and beg for my dick and cum, slowly building until I blast another load deep inside him. As soon as I'm done its clear he is too, telling me to pull out, which I do. He stands up and quickly pulls his pants back up, shivering from how cold they must be. I do the same and realize how cold it is with my clothes back on my legs. He pulls me in closely and starts kissing me deeply and I lean into him, pressing him against the car and we're making out intensely for a long time before he finally pulls back to catch his breath, saying how badly he needed to get fucked. I said I understood and I needed it too and that we could do it again this way. He laughed and said sure but said I needed to get going and went to unlock the side door, peering around first before waving me over to leave. I stepped out into the bitter cold again and could hear the door close and lock behind me. Even though its cold outside I was warm from all the hot fucking and knowing that hot stud let me cum in his ass again. Whatever hangups he has sometimes slip away and I'm glad to be there to exploit it.

POZ Massage Part I of II I met Brendan online on an M4M Masseur website. My boyfriend was out of town, and I thought maybe I would get a massage. I knew I wanted a massage from a hot guy, but I figured that's where I would draw the line. After all, my boyfriend and I had decided to try being monogamous for a while, and I was determined to respect that. Out of all of the pages I looked at, Brendan seemed the most clean guy, an All-American jock-type who probably wasn't even gay. He had a few photos posted, some in workout clothes, and some shirtless on a beach somewhere. He had a great body, wide shoulders, built slightly-furry chest, slim waist, and ripped abs. I saw that he had some “locked” pics and sent a message asking if he could send me the code to unlock them. Within less than a minute, he had responded with a nice note saying he was immediately available for out calls along with the unlock code. I drooled when I saw the first private pic. A shot of his back with his muscular ass on display, showing his big ballsac hanging down between his legs. The next one showed him bending over and spreading his asscheeks. The final one was a frontal shot. I first noticed his big thick 7” dripping uncut hardon with a huge D-shape Prince Albert piercing. A few moments later, I saw his tattoo above his bushy dark pubes. I knew immediately it was a biohazard tattoo that meant he was POZ. I trembled all over thinking of this POZ hunk giving me a rubdown. I knew since I only wanted a massage, I would go for it. We agreed on a price and I gave him my address. I ran to the ATM to get the cash to pay him and then hopped in the shower. I couldn't help but finger my hole a little as I showered. Brendan arrived right on time with his folding table under his beefy arms. Every bit as stunning as his pics, he was wearing cut-off sweatpant shorts and a muscle T-shirt that showed off his gorgeous physic. He grinned at me as I shook his hands taking in his masculine form. He smiled saying that he knew the building and had given massages here before. I wondered which of my neighbors let this POZ stud give them a rubdown. He sat up the table as I got him a glass of water. He gave me a CD to play to help relax and I put it in the player. He handed me a smallish towel and asked me to undress. He left the room while I changed out of my clothes and I laid face-down on the table, my face cradled by a green foam ring. I heard Brendan coming back, and lifted my head. I was shocked that he was naked when he came back in the room, his big pierced dick soft and swinging against his legs as he sauntered over to me. “I find it's more relaxing if we're both naked. Is that okay?” I already felt cotton-mouthed, but nodded that it would be fine. He gently laid my head down into the foam ring and straightened out my arms against my sides. He kneaded my shoulders and my upper arms before moving lower to the small of my back and then to my ass. He rolled my cheeks in his hands, spreading them wide. I'm sure he got a great peek at my asshole as he worked my ass. He squirted massage oil repeatedly until my back was a sweetly-scented sticky mess and his hands slid smoothly over my curves and into my crack. This whole time, he was standing to the side of the table. I felt his hairy bare legs graze my arm and hand as he worked back and forth alongside me. At one point, I felt his fingers getting close to my asshole, and I could swear his was rubbing his fingertip practically into me. I let out a moan, and he held still. He then put one of his hands over mine and place his hardening cock onto my upturned palm. I didn't know if I should squeeze back or not, but he would up swiveling his hips enough that he was practically fucking my hand. After a few minutes of him working my ass with his dick in my hand, I got up the courage to wrap my hand around his cock and give it a good squeeze. He moaned back with approval as he worked my upper legs and then my feet. When he got to my feet, he pulled away from my hand, which suddenly felt empty. “You like a little assplay?,” he asked me as he took my feet in his strong hands. “Ummmm Hmmmm...” was all I could muster. With that, he mounted the table, straddling my upturned ass. I could feel his hair low-hanging balls and that cold cock piercing against my ass. I shivered as he leaned forward and ran his elbows up and down my back. I was in heaven, practically putty in his hands. After a few strokes, I felt the head of Brendan's cock at my ass. “You okay with me teasing your, hole, man? You know I'm POZ, right?” “Right....,” I muttered back. I myself wasn't sure if I was answering whether or not I knew his status or if I liked him teasing my hole. Either way, I felt him slide in first one greased-up finger, then two. The whole time, he kept massaging my cheeks with his free hand, and slapping my ass with his raging hard POZ cock. “You like that, man? Want something bigger.” “Ummmmmmmm Hmmmmm......,” I moaned back at him, expecting another finger, or perhaps a dildo. What I wasn't expecting was the tip of his pierced cock to slip into me painlessly without any resistance. In that moment, my mind was flooded with my promise of monogamy to my boyfriend at the same time as knowing the dangers of fooling around bare with POZ guys. It felt so good though that I didn't dare ask him to stop. “You ready for more of that? I've got six or seven more inches of where that came from.” “Okay, Brendan. Just put it in. Don't fuck me or anything, just put it in.” I couldn't believe the words that had just escaped my mouth. Brendan eagerly responded by slowly but steadily sinking his POZ cockmonster deeper and deeper into my raw hole. He stayed hard in me for at least ten minutes as he worked my shoulders, not pumping in and out, but pulsing deep inside me. I felt him slowly start to work his cock in and out, each stroke a bit further in and out, and in and out. It hadn't hurt at all given so much massage oil as lube, but now it felt different, almost creamy. I thought it must have been his precum oozing out of his POZ cock that was easing the way now. Brendan pulled my ass a bit higher so I was on my knees and elbows. He reached around to my crotch to find my own drippy cock so hard and sticky that it was matted to my pubes and belly. He wrapped his hand around my cock and allowed me to fuck myself into his hand. He remained still, so I was also fucking myself onto his bare cock. As I got closer and closer to orgasm, I picked up the pace. I was determined to cum before he did so I could pull off and not take his toxic load. As I pumped away, he hissed in my ear, “Slow down man, or you're gonna make me cum in you again!” Hearing that, I blasted off at once, knowing that he had already shot off in me at least once. That must have been why my ass felt so creamy as he worked his tool in me. I shot onto my chest and all over the table and pulled off of his cock. Brendan stayed on his knees on the table and leaned down to scoop up my spooge with his fingers. He pushed my load into his ass with one hand as he fisted his hardon with the other, quickly sending squirt after squirt of POZ cum all over the table. When we had both caught our breath, he suggested that we shower, and that I try to get out as much of his load as possible. He has assumed that since I had seen his private pics and not commented on the tattoo that I would be fine taking a POZ load. As I squatted over the toilet trying to force his toxic goo out my ass, I told him about my promise of monogamy with my boyfriend. “Since when?,” he asked. I was in this apartment last week, and I filled up your boyfriend's hole real good. My jaw dropped as Brendan threw his head back in a laugh. “So that's why he knew the address,” I surmised. We showered together as he fingered my hole again. After Brendan left, I texted my boyfriend. “WE'VE GOT SOME TALKING 2 DO. BRENDAN WAS HERE. HE CAME IN ME A LITTLE. DID HE CUM IN U?” I got a photo response a few seconds later: A pic of Brendan balls deep in my boyfriend's raw hole on the same table in our living room, followed by a one-word text, “YES.” I knew then and there that monogamy was a joke, and that we would be needing a “couple's massage soon. To be continued....

This story is not my own, but was posted on USENET's alt.sex.stories.gay.moderated by "Jackson Wilcox". Since the Yahoo Group is being closed down, I thought I should rescue a favourite from oblivion. "Doctor Rockwell" is a story in four parts. * * * I had just turned 18 when this happened. I remember because I was a senior in High School. As much as I hated to see the Doctor, I knew I had to. I had pain everytime I pee'd. I was sure I had VD or something. All though that would have been a hard thing to have as I was still a virgin. (I had a bladder infection, which I still get occasionally for no real reason today) I called and made the appointment myself. I found out that my doctor was on a vacation. They gave me 3 or 4 different Doctors names that were taking over for my Vacationing Doctor. Well, I just picked one and made an appointment for 10 am the following day. From the start everything was different then what I was used to. By today's standards not all that different. In 1980 Doctor's were worshipped and super human. Those of you that are older will understand this. In other words, the Doctor's word was law. First thing that morning, my Mother received a call that they needed to move my appointment to 5:00. I didn't think that was any big deal. She knew I was going, I needed her medical insurance card. She did not really know what for. When I arrived the first thing I noticed was the waiting room was empty. I had to fill out some paper work because I had never been there before. The nurse was Male, which also surprised me a little. I finished and handed over my paperwork. The male nurse then showed me to an exam room. Told to strip down and put on a paper gown. I don't remember being nervous or anything. I left my briefs on. I had never used a paper gown before. That seemed weird. So there I sat. 18, Blond hair, green eyes. At the time I was playing sports and was in great shape. I was 5'9", 150. I had a girlfriend, but we had not done anything up to that point. So other then jacking off ten times a day. Like any other red-blooded boy I was a virgin. The office and three exam rooms seemed new and very modern. Again, not what I was used to. I didn't wait long and there was a slight knock on the door and Dr. Rockwell walked in. My Doctor was about 70 at the time, so I was used to someone much older. That was not the case when Dr. Rockwell held out his hand to introduce himself. He must have been right out of Med School. He was pretty good looking. In his late 20's. Unlike most kids my age, I didn't think that was "old". He had jet-black hair, very blue eyes. I still remember them today. His eyes were the color of the sky. He was taller then me about 6'. He looked pretty well built, but it was hard to tell with his white lab coat on. He put me at ease right from the start. He wasn't gruff or demanding like my regular family doctor. He asked about my problem and explained that because I was a new patient to his practice he wanted to make sure he check me over completely. I think it was at this time, he asked me in a round about way, if I was expected anywhere anytime soon. He started the exam the usual way. Listening to my heart. Checking eyes, ears, etc. Then he had me lay down on the exam table on my back. He pulled the gowned off my shoulders to my waist. He then examined my chest, belly. Using his stethoscope and hands poking and prodding here and there. He felt my neck. His hands were warm and soothing. I realized that the soft music playing in the background was also new to me. My doctor didn't have any of this or this bedside manner. It was about this time that he pulled the paper gown off completely. I was a little embarrassed just lying there in my white briefs. He moved down my belly and was poking around near the top of the briefs. Without any warning, he slid his hand inside them and felt around my pubic area. I knew my face was red then. His hand slid further down and he cupped my testicles. Pushing in around them. I felt my dick start to stir. I had never had anyone, touch me there. He pulled his hand out and told me to turn over on my stomach. As soon as I was ready, he started to massage my back. Feeling all around. I wasn't sure how this was going to help my problem, but didn't say anything. He was asking me questions through out the exam. I don't remember many of them. Until he asked me if I had ever had anal sex? I was taken back and surprised. I answered "No' kind of quickly. He informed me that if indeed I had a bladder infection, anal sex could cause that. I was embarrassed by this talk. He finally said, that he wanted to check my prostate, do a STD test and get a urine sample to see if indeed it was a bladder infection. Ok, I had NO IDEA what was involved in the prostate check. I didn't know what was involved in the STD test. The urine sample was a breeze or so I thought. He walked out the door and told the nurse what tests he was doing. The nurse came back in carrying a tray covered in green linen. He set it down. My family Doctor never seemed to have a nurse "help" him with anything. I was still lying on my belly at this time. The nurse asked me some causal questions. Making small talk. I wasn't sure what he was doing. Then he was beside the exam table, saying he was going to take my temp. I started to roll over, but he stopped me. No, Steve, this has to be done rectally. I was mortified. Before I could protest. He pulled my briefs down to mid thigh. He then pried my butt cheeks apart and slid the cold glass tube in my rectum. He left his hand on my ass, kind of holding my cheeks together. Every once in a while he would rotate the thermometer and it sent a wave through me. I felt like I needed to pee. It was about this time Dr. Rockwell returned. My face must have been beat red. I was lying on this exam table having my temp taken rectally, while these to men stood by and watched. I heard Dr. Rockwell say that he had locked the front door and that everyone had left. I was somewhat relived by this statement as he had left the exam door open when he returned. Nurse "Ted" removed the thermometer slowly from my butt. I was so relieved I hadn't noticed the Doctor slip on the rubber gloves. Now, Steve, I want you to slide to the end of the table leaving just your chest resting on it. As he said this, nurse Ted was sliding my briefs down and off my legs. He grabbed my legs and helped me get into position. My dick was harder then I wanted it to be, but I was not throwing a complete boner. I don't think either of them noticed. I figured I would put my briefs back on when I went to the bathroom for the urine test. I kept close to the table. Doctor Rockwell got behind me and sat on a low stool. He turned on a lamp behind me as nurse Ted turn off the overhead lights. I was thankful that it darkened the room. I wasn't sure what was going on here. "Ok, Steve, now I want you to put your arms to the side of the exam table." Up to this point I had them under my chest. I did as I was told. I had no idea what he was about to do. I mean NO CLUE-. I felt him spread my ass and he slipped a finger right up there. I remember groaning in surprise. I tried to lift myself off the table. Smart guy, with my arms hanging off to the sides, I had no leverage to rise up. Nurse Ted placed a hand on the middle of my back and held me in place. I remember stammering-. "wha-. What are you doing?" Also at this time I realized that Ted was not completely soft in the cock department. He was rubbing his crotch into my arm. I am checking your prostate, Steve. Haven't you ever had this procedure? "No, sir" I replied in surprise. "Well, you might as well get used to it, because as a man you get this done everytime you have your yearly physical." He explained. "Now spread your legs a little bit," he added. I slipped my legs further apart and felt him enter me even further. His finger found a spot in me that when he rubbed it, I found I would get an erection. My teen cock was now throbbing under me. I knew that these two men could not see it. But nonetheless I was embarrassed. Dr. Rockwell then started to pump his finger in and out of my butt hole. Each time he did that, my dick throbbed that much harder. I thought I was going to cum just from him frigging my ass. Before that happened, he removed his finger and wiped my crack. "Well, Steve you prostate seems a little bit enlarged." I still want to get a urine sample and check for STD's. I am going to give you something to relax you a bit. I felt a quick sting to my right buttock. He had given me an ejection of some sort. I realized that nurse Ted had removed his hand from the middle of my back. I did not rise. I stayed in that position, as my cock was rock hard. Nurse Ted left the room to get whatever was needed next. I was told to get back on the table, but this time lay on my back. I was slow to get up. I think the injection had something to do with this also, knowing that my cock was rock hard. "You have an erection, I could tell from the examination, don't worry that happens to most guys" Dr Rockwell explained. I was so embarrassed. I slowly crawled on to the table. I turned over and lay down. Doctor Rockwell placed the gown over my mid section, not before looking at my hard cock. He then pulled out the stirrups; again I had no idea what they were intended for. He had me place my legs in them, moving me further down the exam table. Once my legs were in them, he strapped them in. I was now unable to move very much. He then put straps over my wrists. Firmly holding them to the table. I wasn't going anywhere soon. Whatever he had given me was working. I didn't care anymore. I was lying naked in front of two strangers and really didn't give a damn. My dick was returning to normal, when nurse Ted came back. He walked over to the tray that he had brought in earlier and removed the green linen. I couldn't tell what he was doing. Dr. Rockwell stood next to the exam table and explained what the STD test was about. When he explained he was going to place this "Q-tip" type thing up my urethra, I panicked. I told him it was impossible that I had any STD's, knowing now he was talking about VD. I mean normally an Eighteen-year-old guy will never admit to anyone that he is still a virgin. But to save me the pain of this procedure. Well, my protest feel on deaf ears. He removed the gown from my middle. Nurse Ted handed him a glass test tube thing. Then walked around him and placed his hands on my shoulders. Holding me down again. I watched in Horror as Doc, Rockwell lifted my penis and shoved this Cotton swab thing right into my piss slit. It hurt but not as much as I thought it would. It was over before I could protest anymore. He twisted the cotton rod around my piss slit and then pulled it out. He placed it inside the test tube thing and put a cap over it. I was so relived. I wanted to get out of there fast, and then I remembered I still had to supply them with a pee sample. During this time, nurse Ted raised the exam table, so my head was higher, but my legs were still in the stirrups. Then held me firmly in place against the table. I noticed the doctor turn around with a bag in his hand; he had picked up off the tray. He said it was time to get a urine sample. I nodded my head and tried to rise. I looked up at nurse Ted. He had a slight smile on his face. I looked back at the doctor. "Steve, I need a untainted sample. That means I have to get it with a catheter. I looked at him quizzically. "I have to insert this tube up the urethra in to your bladder. He added. Now I am not completely stupid, I knew what this meant. I struggled a little, but nurse Ted was a lot bigger then me. "Now just lay still, this won't hurt, if you stay calm." I watched as he put ona fresh pair of rubber gloves. Then he took KY and inserted the tip of the tube right into my piss slit. I felt a slight pain, and then the cold liquid entering my penis. He did this very slowly, so the liquid would flow down. The stuff he used also had a slight numbing effect. My cock was soft, looking small between his fingers. I noticed for the first time, Ted was rubbing my nipples, ever so slightly. My nipples have always been sensitive. I could feel my cock twitch. With just a lamp shinning on my cock and balls, the rest of the room was dark. I was thankful for that. Dr. Rockwell removed the tube and opened the bag containing the catheter. My dick started to expand. I couldn't help it. All of this was so wild. Nurse Ted placed each nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Pinching them slightly. Dr. Rockwell was not aware of this. His attention was getting the catheter ready for insertion. My cock by this time was rock hard. So hard that it was no longer just lying on my belly. It was pointing to my chest. "Can you still insert the catheter, when he is erect like this?" Nurse Ted asked. I was so embarrassed. "Yes I can, but it makes it a little more difficult" came the reply. I wanted to die, right then. They were talking like I wasn't in the room. "Give him some of this" Dr. Rockwell said. He handed Ted a small brown glass vial. Ted twisted off the top of the brown bottle and placed it under my nose. Breath deeply he insisted. I inhaled and soon, found myself floating, with not a care in the world. As soon as I got my high, Dr. Rockwell, started the catheter up my urethra. The pain was slight. I didn't fight them at all. I could feel it going deep inside of me. It was so weird as I felt that rubber tube being pushed closer and closer to its final destination. Before I realized what had all happened, the Catheter was firmly planted in my bladder. I didn't care, I wanted another "hit" from that brown bottle. The doctor then used a small syringe filled with water to fill the end of the catheter so it stayed in place. Dr. Rockwell placed a bag on the end of the catheter tube and then fixed it to the table. I noticed that no pee was coming out. I didn't care. He then moved the light back to between my legs. He got into position down there. He told me that he was going to massage my prostate that would help it from being so enlarged. I was still in a fog I didn't care. It didn't feel that bad, when he had his finger up there last time. Nurse Ted grabbed my nipples again, and pinched them. A little harder this time. My ass was violated at the same time. I felt Dr Rockwell, slid a greased finger into my anus. Because my legs were in the stirrups, and spread so far, his finger slid in very easy. I groan out loud. Not from pain, but from pleasure. I could believe it could feel so good having a man stick a finger up your butt. Dr Rockwell told Ted I was a little impacted. I wasn't sure what that meant exactly. But Ted walked to the sink and removed an enema tube from the cabinet. Then filled a bag and returned to stand next to the doctor. He placed the water filled bag on a stand that had been connected to the exam table. I watched as Dr. Rockwell greased up the long tube and worked it into my butt. It was pretty big. There was also a "bulb" type thing that was attached. Soon as he placed it in my ass, he pumped up the bulb. I felt it expand inside my hole. Just when I thought the pressure was too much he stopped. Then he released the water flow. I could feel it enter my rectum. It filled me up pretty fast. My cock was still rock hard. They stood there talking, and looking at my cock, balls, and ass as I receive my first enema. The tube was sticking out of my piss hole and I was pretty embarrassed. When I had taken the entire enema, Dr. Rockwell, clamped the hose and then disconnected it from the bag. Nurse Ted, brought a pail over and they placed the end of the tube into the pail and then released the enema into the bucket. It felt so good to rid myself of all the soapy water that was up there. They did this to me, two more times. I was cleaned out completely. Nurse Ted washed and wiped my buttocks. He then came around to the head of the table again. He placed his hands on my chest from behind me and Dr. Rockwell got back down between my legs. I really had to piss now and told him so. He told me to wait. He wanted to make sure the procedure was complete. He again inserted a greased finger up my ass. He started an in and out motion, that got my dick harder then ever. All this time, I had an erection. I really wanted to get off, but not in front of these guys. Dr. Rockwell soon had two fingers up my ass and was working them around. I had my eyes closed. I felt him remove his fingers. I opened my eyes and saw he was holding what looked like a long dick. It was round and came to a point. But it was also HUGE. "The bottle" was all Dr. Rockwell had to say. Ted opened the little brown bottle again and let me take a nice long sniff. I really inhaled this time. As Ted pulled the bottle back and capped it. Dr. Rockwell was starting to insert this huge vibrator up my ass. My ass was filled completely. I was now groaning. My dick was throbbing; I noticed it was also leaking precum. I was amazed, even with that rubber catheter shoved up there. I was wet. He turned up the vibrations and then slipped it in and out of my ass. He was now asking me how I liked it. I was crazy. I told him to fuck me hard with it. I noticed he looked at Ted with a smile. I couldn't help myself, I was now groaning. "You like getting fucked up the ass don't you Steve?" "Yes, Yes, sir I do-." I could not believe I was saying that. What was happening to me? I am a straight guy with no desire to fuck around with guys. I couldn't deny what was happening. My ass felt great! Here I was my ass hanging off an exam table, getting fucked while these two men watched. I was so humiliated, admitting to them I wanted this. While Dr. Rockwell was fucking my ass, Nurse Ted came around and opened his 501 Jeans. His cock was huge. I mean mine is 6 inches, but his was at least 8. My mouth watered looking at him. Cock has never turned me on. Now I wanted it. I wanted it in my ass. "Please-." Was all I had to say. Dr. Rockwell got out of the way and Ted took his place. I watched in fascination as he lubed up his cock with KY then got between my legs. Dr. Rockwell took the poppers and placed them under my nose again. I breathed deep. My head started to swim as I felt my ass being split open by this huge cock. I didn't know if I could take it but I had to find out. It hurt like hell as he plunged into my hole. I was about to scream out when Dr Rockwell shoved my own white briefs into my mouth. This had its desired effect. My scream was muffled. I was trying to tell Ted to take his cock out of my ass. It hurt. My ass was stretched beyond its limits. I knew I would never walk the same. Then as fast as the pain started it stopped. I felt myself being split in two. I really didn't care. Everything was happening so fast. Ted shoved his fat cock deep into my bowels. I was so HOT! My dick was stretched and throbbing more then at anytime before or since. I realized that Dr. Rockwell had pulled a small stool over and was standing on it. His lab coat was gone and he was pulling his cock out. I moaned into the gag. He pulled his pants down a little and out popped even a bigger cock. I never thought my dick was small. I mean I have seen a lot of guys in the locker room. But the Doc had more then even Ted. He had to be at least 10 inches, maybe 11". It was also much bigger around. He reached down and shoved the bottle under my nose. I took a big hit. My head started to swim again. "You ready for some cock Steve?" he asked He pulled my spit soaked briefs from my mouth and brought his dripping cock to my face. I didn't know what I was doing. I lifted my head as best I could to connect with that big cunt stretcher. I think he enjoyed watching me struggle to suck his cock. He started to shove it in. The pumping in my ass continued and I found myself trying to thrust back into Ted. I felt Ted's cock throb a couple of times and he screamed he was coming. He slammed back into my ass and I felt him unload himself into me. I could actually feel his cock spasm deep in my ass. I really didn't want it to end. I wanted more, but I knew I couldn't take Dr. Rockwell huge pecker. My fears were confirmed when Ted pulled out and Dr. Rockwell, moved into position. "Better take a big hit this time, Steve," he said. Ted held the bottle while Dr Rockwell lubed his huge cock. Even with the poppers I was scared. Ted pulled the bottle away and nodded to Dr. Rockwell. He placed his cock right at my ass entrance and slowly pushed in. I felt as if my ass was going to ripe open. He was a pro, and had made sure that Ted went first. My ass could take it. I just didn't know it at the time. Ted grabbed my nipples and pinched them extra hard. My dick jumped and Dr Rockwell's huge dick slipped into my once virgin hole. I didn't scream. My mouth opened in surprise. I wanted to cry out, but nothing. I felt my ass stretch and take that huge monster all the way in. "God you are so tight" Dr Rockwell hissed. I watched him slide his gigantic cock all the way in. I felt his pubic hair against my balls. I knew he was firmly seated in my ass. Soon he was pumping in and out of my butt hole. My own dick was now leaking like crazy. "What if he comes with the Catheter up there?" Ted asked "Won't hurt him, at all, in fact it will be very intense and pleasurable," Dr Rockwell added. I was wondering what they were talking about. My hands were firmly held to the table. I couldn't jack off. Soon He was fucking my boy hole fast and hard. His hairy balls were slapping my butt. My ass was stretched so tight. I really wanted this to last, but knew it wouldn't. My cock started to jerk a little. I looked down and saw more precum flowing. I could feel my climax build. At 18, I didn't know this could happen but I was about to come without touching my dick. The Doctor was right. It was the most intense feeling I have ever felt. My balls pulled up and I started to ejaculate. Now keep in mind the Catheter was still deeply planted in my pisshole. I was hard, yet wanted to pee really bad. Ted watched me close. He placed the bottle of poppers under my nose once more. I took a big hit as my cock was trying to ejaculate. I was cumming, but it was very slow and lasted a long time. I was also very HIGH. The cum started to escape my pisshole. Dr Rockwell noticed this and unclamped the Catheter. The result was, I was cumming and pissing at the same time. My ass clamped down on the good doctors dick. He thrust into me one last time and emptied his seed deep in to my bowels. This was not a quick cum and your done. This took a while. As I said, it was the most intense organism of my young life. I watched as the piss flowed from my cock filling the bag. The rubber tube had my sperm oozing out from around the piss hole it kept coming. I thrashed around I wanted to grab my dick and finish it off. I couldn't. The two men watched as the cum flowed out from around the catheter. "Please, let me jack it-" I screamed. They watched in amazement as my sperm soaked my lower belly running into my pubes. Dr. Rockwell had his cock buried in my rectum. He didn't move. He watched as he unloaded in me and I unloaded on myself. Ted was still pinching my tits. Dr. Rockwell was now massaging my balls. Slowly stroking my cock as it continued to unload. I couldn't see their faces, but I knew both there eyes were fixed on my erection. Dr Rockwell pulled out of my ass with a loud plop. My ass felt empty. He used the syringe again, to withdraw the water from the Catheter. As soon as he did, he slowly pulled it from my body. I could feel as it traveled up my dick and out. When it finally came free, more semen dribbled out of my cock. Nurse Ted dropped the table back down so I was laying flat. They left the lights off, with just the lamp lighting my cock, balls, and ass. I was cleaned up and told to dress. Then they both left the room. When I was all cleaned up Nurse Ted showed me into the office. Dr Rockwell sat behind a desk. He explained to me that I had most likely a bladder infection. He gave me a prescription for an antibiotic. He then got up and came around the desk. I got up to leave. He clamped his hand on my shoulder and told me I was a fine young man. I noticed then several TV monitors on his back wall. One of them was replaying our encounter. Video had only been out a short time and I was amazed at seeing myself on TV. I realized that everything that happened inside that exam room had been taped. Dr. Rockwell pointed to the VCR and said casually. "Oh, I better make sure that is put away, so it is not seen by the wrong people. With that I was escorted out. Told to come back in three weeks to see how I was progressing. Now do you think I went back?

I consider myself fortunate to have 2 young fuck buddies who take my loads in their asses and mouths whenever I need but more and more I’ve been craving new meat. I enjoy fucking Drew and Dwayne but I already know what their sweat smells like, what their sperm tastes like and how their assholes feel on my cock. I really needed to breed and be bred by new meat. I’ve had enough of covid restrictions and I needed to fuck. I also encouraged my boy Drew to get back out and fuck around. So last weekend I hooked up with a horny 32yo cub I’d been chatting with on BBRT. He had not been seeded in months and he was desperate for sperm. I let myself in to his house and found him naked kneeling on the couch presenting one off the hairiest asses I’ve ever been. Thee was no talk, I got naked and shoved my dripping cock up his hole. Man he smelled good and his asshole felt amazing on my cock. It was just what I needed. We rutted for 30 mins and He was trembling as I was shafting him he was so horny. I shot my load deep in his gut and made sure I emptied my balls inside him. I lay down on my back and he took my cock in his mouth and sucked me. There’s nothing like breeding a dude for the first time. Tonight my boy Drew is gunna be bred by a Daddy he’s never met. He’s gunna cum home with a beautiful creamed asshole for me to eat and fuck. Tomorrow I’m meeting a fit Daddy who’s ages with me. He’s got a massive uncut cock and I can’t wait to feel it stretching my ass open and seeding my hole. Fuck I’ve missed his! How are other men coping with limited fucks compared to pre-coved?

so i'm on level 6 too :-)

Awww- @AirmaxUK, I was only kidding about being jealous and finding it unfair- I’m happy to wait my turn at the bottom of Cohort 9!

No vaccine is ever going to be perfect, but we should be careful not to let the perfect be the enemy of the good. In my country hundreds of people are dying of COVID every day: it is not a theoretical or potential harm, it is very much a live one, that is causing massive damage to society in many different ways every single day. How much more damage would be done if we waited another 10 or even 5 years for the perfect vaccine? Anything that can ameliorate the situation NOW is a good thing.

Even though I don’t really care what a Top chooses to call my hole, I more and more find myself referring to it, and thinking of it, as a cunt. Mine is not a delicate, feminine thing implied by ‘pussy’, but ‘hole’ is too sterile a term for its function in a sexual context. On a man like me, this orifice has a very specific designated use, which is to accept penetration and insemination by cocks - I was born to serve this function for men, so this is part of my anatomy in a way that it isn’t for a total Top. Therefore, this part, to my thinking, naturally needs a term that aptly describes what it is intended for. Yes, there are any number of alternatives, but most of them are just variations on ‘hole’ or ‘tube’ and aside from having ‘fuck-‘ prefixed to them don’t necessarily evoke the true sense of a sexual/reproductive/breeding act in the way ‘pussy’ does, and ‘cunt’ does with a harder edge. ‘Slit’ comes close, perhaps, because we don’t usually speak in terms of humans having slits except in a vaginal sense, so that translates. In the end I think I self-identify mine as a cunt because I recognize and accept that it has always been meant for fucking independently of its other use, without soft or delicate treatment that might be suggested by a softer word. If I had to say what marks me as different from men who have never been fucked by another man, I would say that I have been cunted - it’s something that, once done, can never be undone, and when a man like me has been cunted by other men hundreds of times, there can be no doubt that the thing that defines him is a cunt.

Two years ago I was in DC at the Eagle and two muscular black guys in their mid-30s in harnesses and I were cruising each other. I was 38 at the time, smooth athletic build and wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I finally went over to talk to them and one of them said "Come on. You're going back to our place, you fucking pig." Sounded good to me so I followed them back to their place. We get there and they tell me to strip down to the black jock I was wearing, and to get into the sling. They also stripped, although they left on their harnesses. Next thing I know my right arm was tied above my head and one of the guys asked me if I partied. I said I smoked some T before, but not much. They just looked at each other. They asked if I was poz, to which I answered "No, I'm neg." Another look. Next thing I knew I saw three syringes with orange caps. Being tied-up in a sling, I started to panic a little, but the bigger of the two guys, Terry, said "Relax, we got ya." I responded "Please, don't." Terry replied "You're still our slut for the night." Next thing I knew he wiped my forearm with an alcohol swap, and inserted a needle into my arm. I saw a tinge of blood enter the syringe and then he depressed the plunger, injecting the liquid into my arm. I completely lost my breath and gasped, but Terry encouraged me to take a deep breath. I coughed three or four times, and then felt warm and tingly. My ass felt as if it was on fire. I just looked at Terry and Tom, the other top, and blurted out "Please, fuck me. Please, give me your cock." The two guys laughed at me and said "Good boy, now we have you the way we like you - a hungry Tina junkie, begging for cock." Tom approached to fuck me with his 9.5 inch big black cock. When I realized he was not wearing a condom, I said "No, not raw, please, SIR" but he responded "Shut up, slut and take it" and with that he rammed his entire raw cock into my ass, and all I could do was beg for it. He chuckled "What do you want, white boy?" I answered "Please fuck me SIR." Tom yelled "You want this nigger cock boy?" I muttered "Yes, SIR." I didn't wanna say it. but he made me, and finally I screamed "Fuck me SIR - give me that huge nigger cock up my pussy." Good slut" he replied, and proceeded to fuck me then grunted "Take my poz load boy - here it comes." I was so high I begged him to breed me. When Tom withdrew, Terry was next at bat, and Tom disappeared downstairs. Same thing - another case of "Take my big black cock boy" and as he fed me his 10.5. inches. It was so fucking thick I kept the poppers handy and was begging for it up my pig cunt. He also bred me and as he blew his load I found myself saying "Feed me your cum SIR, breed me" to which he responded "Here it comes, boy - another poz load for your pussy." When he pulled-out and I could feel cum dripping down my legs. My hole felt so empty and I squirmed in the sling, at which point Terry pick-up a huge red butt plus and proceeded to shove it up my pig cunt. It felt soooo good to be stuffed. Then he disappeared downstairs for a good 15 minutes. Next thing I knew, Terry, Tom and two more huge black muscle guys walked into the room. Terry (or was it Tom?) said to the guys "Here's the junkie slut we are pozzing. You want some?" The guys immediately stripped and proceeded to slam themselves. While they were prepping themselves, Tom asked me "You need another slam boy? This time its gonna be a big one - we want you really fucked up." Tom proceeded to stick himself and draw some of his blood into the syringe. As I watched, he depressed the plunger only a bit. The next thing I knew he pulled it out of his arm and stuck me with it - injecting his poz blood into my arm. No sooner had the contents of the syringe entered my blood stream, well, I was flying! I coughed even harder this time and all four of the guys laughed at me. Tom said "Good slut - I just gave you a .5 slam." My pussy was on fire like never before. They untied me from the sling and put me on the bed where they proceeded to take turns on me for over three hours. They even double fucked me. My pussy couldn't get enough bareback cock. The two guests also bred me, so I had four loads in my pig cunt when one of the guys brought out some huge fucking dildos. I honestly didn't think I could take them but certainly wanted to try. I took a deep hit of poppers and the guys proceeded to wreck my hole with extra large black dildos, eventually shoving two in me at once. Sometime later the two guests left, and Tom and Terry fucked me some more, eventually depositing loads five and six in my ass. Late morning I left, and as we parted, Terry and Tom said "Good slut - we want you again. Welcome to the world of poz pig play - you fucking Tina slut." Part 2 next time.

Hey everyone, I'm glad people are still reading this story! In fact, it has encouraged me to finish the next chapter! Enjoy! PS, if the story makes you hard/cum, feel free to post any pics 🙂 Jeff's Conquests Ch. 2 Jeffs POV It's amazing how the virus gets into every inch of your body. I can feel it running through my veins, in my brain, and most importantly, in my hole, and my cock. My cock. My poz cock. Fuck i loved the sound of that. I laid back in bed and slipped my hand down my briefs and grabbed my dripping cock. The wet spot on the front got bigger. Fuck, I thought, I may as well lose them now. It didn’t take long for them to end up on the floor. I thought back to the night we pozzed Andrew. I could still remember the feel of his tight, smooth hole on my cock. My precum was leaking almost non stop at this point. I used my thumb to smear the slick fluid around my cock head before sucking the rest off. Even my precum tastes sweeter since I converted. Ive been with a couple of guys since that night, but both times it was just head. I needed to fuck some ass again. Maybe even get my ass used, been longer since i was last fucked. My thoughts drifted back to Andrew. He was the first, and only, guy I had fucked since i got the news. The look of pure bliss on his face the moment I started shooting my toxic load in him will forever be etched into my memory. I was in the same boat the night it happened to me. I let my hand drift back down to my cock. I was surprised at how wet and slick it was. My fingers were covered in no time, and slowly I dropped my hand lower. My legs went wide all on their own, as my fingers brushed acoss my hole. I scooped up more of my juice and smeared it around my ass. I slipped one finger in, quickly followed by two. I was moaning in no time. After what felt like an eternity, though more like 5 minutes, I pulled my fingers out and rolled over to I could reach in the night stand drawer. I pulled out my Pierre Fitch dildo and my Elbow Grease lube before noticing the condoms and Astroglide at the bottom of the drawer. I chuckled before closing the drawer. I slicked the dildo up and started teasing my hole with it. I decided not to touch my cock yet. I was already on edge. I pressed the dildo up against my hole and immediately it was sucked in. Fuck I needed this! In no time it was balls deep. I kept it there for a few minutes, just taking in the fullness. My hole throbbed around its girth, and my cock was leaking a steady stream. The hair on my stomach was matted and shiny. I slowly eased the toy out, almost to the head, and pushed it in just as fast. I was involuntarily moaning and slowly picked up the pace. The image of Andrew riding my poz cock flashed in my mind. He was so turned on taking my toxic dick. I remembered his moans, how he begged me for my poz cock, and how much I wanted to give it to him. In that moment, I had intense desire to give him my HIV. I wanted to make this slut positive like me. I wanted to see him get knocked up, knowing hes going back and riding his neg boyfriend with his poz ass. I was getting close, and the dildo was hitting all the right spots. I picked up the pace and started pounding my ass with it. Each thrust was jabbing right into my prostate. I thought back to Andrew and relived the moment I shot my toxic load into his neg ass and the cum started spewing from my cock. My hole clamped down on the toy in the same way Andrews hole clamped down on my cock. After five or six big squirts, I was covered from my neck to belly button in precum and jizz. I was spent, and spent the next few minutes sprawled on the bed and panting. The toy was still lodged deep in my ass, as I continued to spasm around it. I must have fallen asleep because when I next looked at the clock it was after 1 AM. I gingerly pulled the dildo out of my ass and slowly made my way to the shower. After a quick rinse, I got back in bed without grabbing another pair of underwear. My thoughts remained on Andrew as I quickly drifted back off. The last thing I remember before nodding off was a stirring in my cock, and a tingle in my ass. Andrews POV I'm not sure how long I sat in the car, staring out the window. I just left the doctors office. They wanted to talk to me about the results of the blood I had drawn last week. The appointment seemed to drag on, but finally they let me go with a small pile of pamplets, a bag of condoms and a referral to a specialist. I looked at the goodies on the passenger seat before something caught my eye. I looked down at my pants and noticed a large wet spot and a very noticeable bulge in my jeans. A smile slowly crept across my face as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I began typing a message with one hand while massaging my cock with the other. <<Just left the Doctors ;)>> I put the phone on the seat next to me and continued rubbing my cock through my jeans. The wet spot got larger. The phone buzzed as another spurt of precum oozed out of me. <<Oh fuck dude, really? Are you?>> read the text. I smiled and took a pic of my crotch. Thankfully the sun was bright enough to show the wet spot. I quickly fired off a reply. <<What do you think?>> followed by the pic. <<Oh shit dude! Seriously? Thats so fucking hot!>> <<All thanks to you and Ben. I'm still sitting here in the parking lot, and im horny as hell!>> <<LOL! I know the feeling. I was the same way. What are you going to do now?>> <<My ass got so hungry when they told me I have HIV. My boyfriend is at home right now, so I'm going to go see what sort of trouble we can get into ;)>> <<Lucky bf 😉 Message me later when youre all fucked out, and maybe we can arrange for an encore performance!>> <<Mmmm.....I'd love that. Chat later stud! Thanks again!>> <<Will do! And you're welcome, slut.>> I smiled and put the phone back in my pocket. The conversation, though brief, had done nothing to relieve my throbbing cock. I quickly started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. I was back home in no time. I found Rob in the kitchen reading the paper. As was usual, he was wearing a tshirt and a pair of tight briefs. The black cotton clung to his ass perfectly, and the wet spot on my jeans got larger. I stood there staring at him for a few minutes before he noticed me. He smiled as soon as he saw me and before I knew it, I had crossed the room and started kissing him. He could feel how hard I was as soon as I pressed up to him. He moaned into my mouth and started rubbing me through my pants. “Fuck baby, you've only been gone a couple of hours. Miss me that much?” “You have no idea,” I laughed. “I just got really horny when I was out.” “I can tell” he said. I could feel him now. He pressed his cock into mine. I needed him bad. I grabbed his hand and started pulling him to the bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed as soon as we got there. “Hungry, baby?” he asked, standing over me. My eyes were glued to his cock. “Yes Sir.” “Want my cock, baby?” he asked, slowly massaging his cock through his briefs. It was enough to break my concentration. I looked up at him. “Please Sir, I need it so bad.” He pulled off his shirt before ordering me to take my clothes off. In no time I was kneeling on the floor in front of him. He spent the next few minutes grinding his crotch into my face before telling me to pull his underwear down. I didn't need to be told twice! In no time i had his briefs pulled off and his rock hard 7” cut cock was buried in my throat. I spent the next 15 minutes working my boyfriends cock over. Slow, fast, shallow, deep, I did what ever I could to make Rob feel good. We were FWBs long before we started dating, so I always had a special place in my heart for his cock. “Get on the bed. Face down, I need that pussy,” he ordered me, ending my worship session with his cock. “Yes Sir.” I love when he orders me around like this. I scrambled onto the bed from the floor and pushed my head to the mattress as I got up on my knees. I could feel my hole twitching as I exposed myself to him. “Fuck baby, your hole is beautiful. I'm gonna make it feel so good.” “Please, Rob, I need you so bad.” He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and slid a finger into me. I couldnt help it and started moaning. “What do you need?” “Your cock, Sir.” “Yeah?” “Yeah,” I breathed out. “And your cum.” “You need my cum?” “Yeah I do.” He laughed. “You always need my cum!” “I love taking cum, Sir.” “I know you do. You get so hungry for it. How many loads do you have in there now?” “None, Sir.” “Bad boy. You know how much I love fucking you loaded,” he said, sliding a second, and then third finger into me. I got lost in the sensations for a moment as he started hitting all the right spots inside me. “You know how much easier my fingers slide in and out of you when you have another mans load in you.” He accented his words with the thrusts of his fingers. I felt a little bad for a moment, then remembered that I was just too horny and his cock was the only one I needed at the time. “Sorry, stud. Next time, I promise. You know how much I love giving you my cummy hole,” I finally managed to get out. “That's ok, baby. You just got horny, didn't you?” It's like he had read my mind. 'Fuck, I love this man,' I thought. “Yes baby,” I moaned. “Please?” I was getting desperate. Thats all it took. He pulled out and put his cock to my hole, and pressed the head in. I moaned and tried to push back, but he stopped me, pulling out. Once I stopped moving, he sunk his head back in and stopped once more. I moaned into the mattress, and waited for him to continue. He just stood there, motionless for the next five minutes or so, and just kept telling me how he was going to fuck me, and how he was going to make my pussy his. After what seemed like an eternity, I sank balls deep in one long, slow, thrust. My hole opened around his thick cock as he slid into me. For the next half hour, not a word was spoken, save for a few curses from me. Otherwise the only sounds were my moans and the sounds of my wet hole. His pace never changed beyond the long, slow strokes he was taking. He knew what I liked, and within minutes precum started pouring from my cock and never stopped. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. “I need to ride you. Please? Please Sir, can I ride your cock?” I love riding his cock and he knows it. It feels incredible watching him lay there, just letting me do all the work, and seeing the look of pleasure on his face. He didnt need much more encouragement, as he pulled out of me and laid back against the pillows. I quickly moved over to him and slowly sat back on his cock, savouring every inch as he sank into me. He closed his eyes and for the next fifteen minutes I did everything I could to make him feel good. His stomach was covered in my precum, matting the hair there, and I could tell from the wetness in my ass that he was leaking the same amount into me. I was starting to get close, and I could tell Rob was too. I decided it was time to tell him. I slowed down a bit before saying “I was out at the clinic earlier.” I waited for his reaction. He moaned before opening his eyes. “Yeah?” “Yeah, I needed to get tested. Remember that fever I had last week?” I felt him get harder. “Fuck. Yeah I do.” “I'm positive, baby.” I sank balls deep on him and just stayed there. His eyes shot open. “Fuck! You are?!” “Just found out an hour ago. Thats why I needed to come home so fast.” I didnt think it was possible, but I felt him get even harder. “For real? I have an HIV positive hole on my cock?” He asked, with a look of lust on his face. “Yeah you do, baby. You like my poz hole on your neg cock?” The look on his face turned to hunger as he grabbed me and quickly rolled us over until I was on my back. Never once did his cock leave my hole. As soon as we settled, he tackled my mouth with his. He started thrusting into me, first slow, then picking up the pace. He kept repeating this pattern, driving me wild. “Who did it, do you know?” I quickly recounted my night with Jeff and Ben, between moans and kisses. His thrusting started to change, and I knew he was going to shoot. I looked him in the eyes. “Do it baby. Give me your cum. Shoot it in my poz ass. Give me your neg load.” That was all it took, as Rob thrust deep into me and started moaning uncontrollably. I felt his cock spasm in me as he filled my ass with his cum. That was all it took for me as I started shooting my load between us. After what felt like forever, Rob collapsed on me, and kissed me between breaths, his cock never shrinking. He caught his breath and kissed me one more time, though slower, and deeper. He pulled back and smiled at me. “Congratulations baby! I know how much you wanted this.” I smiled at him, satisfied. We spent the next ten minutes making out, with his cock buried deep in my ass. He kept telling me that he was happy for me, and loved feeling my poz ass around his cock, and I was glad I was able to make him feel so good. “Thank you for encouraging me baby. I'm glad I can give you a poz ass to fuck.” “You still got that guys number? Maybe we should invite him over sometime.” He slowly started moving in me again. I moaned as I enjoyed his cock for a few minutes. “Yeah Ido.” “Good.” And that is what kicked off round two. He bred me twice more that night, each time telling me how much he wanted to feel toxic cum around his cock. BY the time we finished, it was too late, and we were too tired for supper. We took a hot shower before crawling into bed. We were out in no time.

I was supposed to meet a nearby fwb btm over my lunch break yesterday but his hubs unexpectedly came home. I had taken a little viagra and had a huge office boner. Fortunately, A nearby bbrt daddy btm was happy to take my load. He had a nice patch of facial hair and rubbed it gently against my d while sucking me. Afterwards, I Pounded him good and finished up the work day. He gave me his # and we r gonna do it again next week

Raw. A new ass especially if smooth is so exciting!

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."

Adult bookstore. It was a long time ago, when if you looked "old enough", they didn't card you. I went back to the booths and saw a black man with greying hair jerking to gay porn--his door wasn't closed. He smiled as I stared at his cock and grabbed me. He pushed me down and shoved his cock in my mouth. I did not resist. I did what I had seen in porn clips and he blew his load into my mouth. Then he pushed me out of the booth. I orgasmed in my pants.

Friday, we were forecast to have an ice storm, but it ended up being just a little too warm for ice to accumulate. Lots of people who had appointments to get vaccinated by our local hospital canceled that morning fearing the weather, so the hospital had 30 doses that had been thawed had to be used that day. I was on the waiting list through the university where I teach, so I got one of those doses. My arm was sore for a couple of days, and I was a little out of it Friday afternoon. Other than that I have had no side effects. I am scheduled for my second dose next month.

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 😉

Spit on my face. I wish more guys would do that to me (sub bottom).

Did my weekly visit to the heath last night. Looked a bit quiet when I got to the bushes near Jack Straws saw a black guy with his cock out would have been rude to have left it hanging. After sucking him for a while he held my head and pumped his spunk down my throat he thanked me and left. My hole now needed raw cock made my way down the path few guy’s there but needed the fuck tree. After 5mins I got to the opening one sub bent over being fucked with a small group watching I went to his side dropped my joggers hole was pre lubed. After a min the top fucking him started playing with my hole he then moved over to my hole and began tag fucking us. Another top went straight inside the other sub and the top stayed in me after a few mins he grabbed me and pumped his seed inside me and walked away not long after one of the other watchers came didn’t last long but that doesn’t bother me I want multiple cocks but the spunk is all I need. After he’d finished the other sub was sucking one of the guy’s there was a guy in a balaclava at the bin I moved over and felt his bulge hard and thick pushed my head down and savoured his bulge through his jock before hungrily sucking him not long after he pushed me over the bin and rammed straight inside me began furiously fucking me he then unloaded then make me suck him dry his cock was glistening with the other loads so no issues licking if from him. When I got up the other dub had gone but there was a chav looking type and a guy still around. Went back to the tree the chav type came up nothing special but got his load. After a break there was few guy’s just walking around. There was a sub being fucked and 2 guy’s watching him I bent over the log in the dark area making sure I dropped my joggers so his mate could see almost straight away he or his mate came over played with my hole a bit till he was hard and gave a really good fuck the best of the night so far he lasted a good 15mins before I felt a good few squirts counted 7 by the time he pulled out. Didn’t hear anyone and can’t see much in that area so was getting up when a hand on my shoulder lowered me down made me suck him his cock tasted off ass and spunk maybe the top fucking the other sub he got me up and went straight inside after unloading which was a little bit he told me he’d already emptied his balls. When he left I waited a bit but no sound went to the other side the sub was still there I went over and felt his ass felt like he’d been filled a few times dropped down and got my tongue straight inside his tasty hole got as much as I could before moving on. Back at the fuck tree few guy’s around but I went back and had another 4 loads over the next hour. Went and sat down watching around most guy’s just walking around one black guy stopped came over and got his cock out began to suck he was beer can thick was hoping he’d be unloading in my ass after enjoying his meat he got me over the log and eased himself inside me couple of mins later a guy came to the other side of the log and got me to suck him after the black guy finished he got over the log and rammed his meat I remembered him from a few weeks ago rough and bruta after a good 10mins without a word said he grabbed my hips and shot a huge load inside me soon as he was out another one was straight in never heard another guy so after he filled me went quiet again was now 5am in the next couple of hours I had another 4 loads. Having another walk through I was filled by another guy saw a dog walker in the spaced out area I know what some of them are here for. Within 5mins he was balls deep inside me fucking hard and fast until he gave me his load. One last walk around was empty so I left fully satisfied and with a extremely full hole for me to enjoy at home

Part Twenty Two All I knew was pain. Even fucked up, blasted on drugs and my mind turned around, Sammy's cock fucking hurt. His cockhead was massive and my ass was virgin. Those two facts made for excruciating pain. The problem was whatever he had injected me with made me so docile, so fucking out of it all I could do was let out a low moan and pray for strength. He was tearing me apart and he knew it. There was a sadistic grin on his face as he kept pressure on my hole, trying to shove that donkey dick into me. “Relax,” he ordered, bearing down even harder. “Arrghhhh...” I screamed, I was relaxed, I was bearing down, the problem was his cock was just too big to fit. “Please...” I said slurring my words... “Fucking...OPEN...” he growled and slammed his hips forward. There was a flash of white pain and then his head plunged past my muscle, I froze as I felt my ass spasm helplessly around the kid's cock. He was massive, my ass screamed in protest but was unable to do anything about it. “Fuck...” he muttered, “Like a oven in there...” thankfully he hadn't kept forcing his way in or I would have been bleeding everywhere. I thought I had understood how big he was but seeing it and having it up my ass was too different things. He leaned forward, the movement making me cry out loud, and he looked down at me. “Feel that? Feel that cock?” I nodded, my eyes watering. “That's a real cock, that's the cock that owns your soul,” he inched forward a hair and I closed my eyes in pain, “Get used to it...because by the end of the night you're going to be begging me for it. I shook my head, there was no way I was going to like this, how could anyone like this? It was like getting stabbed in the ass...I hated this. He moved again and another fraction of an inch entered me and the pain was even worse. I had just closed my eyes and hoped I passed out eventually. I felt something over my face and I opened my eyes to see my popper mask being lowered over my mouth and nose. I panicked for a moment because I knew how guys became when they were dosed on poppers. I held my breath for maybe half a second and then felt the pain intensify...and took a deep breath. He waited for a few seconds and then pushed forward again...I felt fire as my ass resisted and.... And then the world fell out from me. My head was thick as I felt like I was leaving my body. I knew there was still pain but it had nothing to do with me as I floated there for a moment, relishing in the feeling. I didn't care how I got here, how long it would last...all I knew was that this was nirvana and I wanted it to be forever. Of course slowly but surely I started to come down and as I did I became aware of my body and what was happening around me. I felt that fucking baseball bat of a cock pushing into me as Sammy fucked me hard, I could feel my back arching as my hips moved upwards with his thrust. I could feel the sweat pour off of me as I realized he had a hand on my throat as he fucked me. Just like that I was back and I was getting fucked. The pain had lessened and now there was a sting that was mixed with pleasure in a way I didn't think possible. He pulled seven inches out of me and he still had cock in me and then he'd thrust forward, knocking the wind out of me. My body wouldn't respond to my command as my arms and legs flailed in time to this thrusts. He was so fucking big...I could not believe it was all in me, the way it pressed at the walls of my ass, filling me, expanding me...I felt so full...so right... Another thrust into me and another spasm as I heard myself let out a whimper involuntarily. “Yeah...there we go...” he said in a syrupy kind voice, “Someone likes it...” He slid out again and my body lurched in response and then he pushed back in and I let out a louder noise, this one close to a moan. The pain was there but it felt so fucking incredible...he was destroying my ass completely...but in the best possible way. My entire life became that cock as he pistoned in and out of me. Each time I let out a cry louder than the last, my body still jerking like I was having a seizure. “You like that?” he asked in a cruel tone, “You like that cock?” I refused to answer because no matter how fucked up I was, I wasn't a bottom. I shook my head and bit my bottom lip from crying out as he pushed into me. My guts were jelly now, posing no resistance to his cock as he fucked me roughly. “Still fighting huh?” he asked, stopping his thrusts. I let out a sigh of relief as he just knelt there, looking down at me. “Not a bottom...” I said, completely out of breath. “You will be,” he said sneering, “Know how I know?” I didn't answer, focusing on getting my strength back. “Cause everyone ends up worshiping my cock.” I closed my eyes, wanting this to be over. I felt him move and his cock slid slowly out, a quarter inch at a time. It felt like a fucking snake moving out of my body and all I could do was lie there. With deliberate slowness he kept sliding it out and then something happened. His head moved over something and my entire mind exploded. “FUCK!” I cried out as my entire body jerked. He stopped and then pushed back in a tiny bit, causing the fireworks to go off again. I had never felt anything like this, it was fucking incredible. My entire body felt like I was cumming but I wasn't. My cock got hard within seconds and I felt whatever resistance I had in my mind melt as my head rolled to the side, drool coming out of my mouth. “What's that?” he asked, rocking back and forth, his fucking cockhead smashing that spot over and over. “Yes..yes...” I panted, feeling my ass try to open up, wanting more, wanting everything. “Thought you weren't a bottom?” he said, still sliding back and forth. I didn't even know my name any more, all I knew was that I needed sex, I needed to cum, I needed just more... “You like this?” I nodded, my ass coming off the bed to shove more of it into me. “Can't hear you,” he said, pulling his cock halfway out, making the feeling vanish and my ass cry out from the shock. “No!” I scream, pushing back onto his cock, “No...” Again his plum sized cockhead smashed into me and I saw the flashes of light as my cock twitched. He wasn't moving so I pulled back and then pushed back in, dragging the head over the spot again and again. My dick was rock hard and I could see trails of precum all over my abs as I kept moving back and forth. “Nope,” he said, pushing down on my chest, pulling his cock all the way out of me. There was a wet squelching sound as his cock popped free of my ass and a low moan as my ass refused to close all the way from the elephant cock. I looked up at him and he was kneeling there, that magnificent cock bobbing in front of me. “You said you weren't a bottom, I have to respect that.” My mind was fuzzy and my ass ached...but it wasn't pain, it was the absence of pleasure. His cock had made me so full felt so good...my ass was too empty, it needed more. “Please fuck me...” I blurted out before I could stop. “You a bottom?” he asked. Again my ego refused to let me respond but my ass and the drugs were strong as well. “No...” I said weakly and he pounced forward throwing me back, his cock plunging into my ass in one action. I moaned as I felt the shaft fill me up, his head rubbing that spot, causing my legs to wrap around his waist. He pulled back slightly and again I cried out as he paused, his giant mushroom head pressed against my prostate. “You a bottom?” he asked, moving back and forth so slightly that there probably wasn't a measurement for it but enough to cause that fucking cock to drive me insane. My head thrashed side to side as I called out his name, my cock weeping for release. “Tell me you're a bottom.” he commanded. And I realized he had been right, I was going to beg him. I hadn't figured out how he had tamed John so fast when he fucked him, what his trick was for making his older brother submit so completely to him, but here, with that cock in me I got it, I really did. When you're fucking someone you graze and nudge a guy's prostate, bring him flashes of pleasure, edging him on one shot at a time. But Sammy's cock...the fucking telephone pole it was...it didn't nudge anything. I filled my ass so much, pressed my walls so hard, that my boybutton was always being stimulated. My ass had surrender to his cock and my body had no choice but to follow. “I'm a bottom...” I cried out, “Fuck me Sammy...please...fuck me...” He chuckled and and pulled his cock back, “Hold on cunt.” And thrust into me hard, it felt like his cock was in my stomach as he pushed in and then pulled out. My head fell back onto the bed as over nine inches of Texas cock tamed my virgin ass and taught me the truth about the world. This cock, this cock was in charge, fuck I wanted it...I needed it. My mind broke as I just began to beg him as he rabbit fucked me like I was some back alley cunt. He didn't need to do anything to get me off, his cock was doing all the work just by being thick as a forearm. All the kid had to do was push in and out of me and I would walk over broken glass for more. As he kept fucking me I knew somewhere I was never going to top again, it wouldn't feel as good as this. Nothing in my life would feel as good as this cock raping me over and over again. It was like I could see my future, desperately looking for cocks to make me feel this way, but never finding satisfaction. As I spread my legs wide I knew I'd do anything to get this kid to fuck me again, pay anything, say anything, nothing was too much to feel like this again. I was this kid's slave for life. He pulled out and I cried out in protest until I saw him lay down, “Come on...” he said simply. Yesterday I would have spit in his face, I knew this move. Making the bitch ride your cock while you laid there, making them do all the work It was the ultimate debasement, they couldn't say they were forced or tricked, they literally had to fuck themselves to get off, no one to blame but themselves. I had done this exact trick to him in fact. But it didn't stop me from scrambling up and straddling his hips in a hurry. I reached back and held his cock steady as I positioned it to my hole. “Show me your pussy...” he cooed and I groaned from the debasement. I felt his cockhead slip past my ravaged hole, it seemed impossible it couldn't fit an hour ago. I actually began to drool as I felt his shaft fill me up, and my ass cried out in delight. Once I found the spot I began to rock up and down on that cock, fucking myself like the fucking bottom bitch I was. I didn't care anymore, as his horse cock battered into me I accepted I was made for this cock. I was made to be a hole for this kid. “Come on baby,” he taunted. “Show me how much my girl likes riding my cock.” I was his girlfriend now, another fucking empty headed cheerleader that he fucked and discarded. A role I played willingly if he just kept fucking me. “Who's a bottom?” he asked. “I'm a bottom, I'm a bottom...” I chanted, throwing myself down on all nine inches again and again. “OK!” he yelled. The door opened and there was the guys, standing outside looking in. I saw Josh with his phone out, filming me riding a cock. “Say it again,” Sammy ordered. I felt the last shred of my dignity burn up as that cock punched into me and I just moaned, “I'm a bottom...I'm your fucking bottom Sammy...” They all laughed at me, which for some reason turned me on even more. “You gonna be the house cunt?” he asked, thrusting his hips up, causing me to whimper loudly. I nodded as I felt my cock starting to pulse. “Say it, tell these guys how you'll let them fuck you.” “I'm your bottom,” I cried out as he thrust faster and faster, “I'm your cunt...you can fuck me anytime...I am...I am...” “You're their jock cunt?” Sammy asked. “I'm your jock cunt, I'm your jock cunt...OH FUCK...” I screamed as I felt my balls tighten. “Is my girl gonna cum?” he asked and I nodded and then felt the first blast of cum shoot out of me. “I'm cumming! I'm cumming...” The entire house watched as I came like a firehouse, hands free, from simply riding Sammy's cock. I knew Josh was getting it all but I didn't care, all I could think about was that cock and my orgasm. That was all that mattered. “Such a good girl....” Sammy said, his hands reaching up to my pecs, “Such nice titties...you're gonna make the perfect house girl aren't you?” I felt his cock twitch and I nodded, “Anything you want Sammy, anything...” One hand reached up and grabbed my neck and brought my face down to his, “Who's the alpha?” “You are...” I said trying to kiss him He moved his mouth and I ended up just licking his face, doing anything I could to show him how much I loved him, how much I needed him, “You're my alpha.” He pushed me off of him, I fell back, his cock popping out of my ass with a pop. “And that is how you do it.” he said standing up, my eyes still fixated on his cock. “These guys are going to fuck you, all night. You will do anything they say. Anything. You understand?” I nodded, feeling dread wash over me. He walked over towards me, “And if you do everything they say, I might come back in and finish you off.” There was a warm feeling inside of me as I realized my ass was spasming, imagining his cock up in me again. “Anything they want,” I repeated. He turned around and looked at John, “Your turn, come on.” I saw John's head go down as he followed Sammy out of the room. I saw the guys move towards me like a pack of hungry wolves and I knew...I knew this was where I belonged. On the bottom.

My uncle started me when I was 12, he taught me to be a [banned word], but I was totally willing

@Sharp-edge - I married a woman and have two great kids (now in their early 20s) that we both love. The marriage lasted 17 years, and the end of it nearly destroyed me. I still love her very much, though it’s not returned beyond friendship. She was unhappy, and I let her go, under the pretense that I had discovered I was gay. Now, ‘pretense’ may seem like a puzzling choice of word from a cumdump actually trained to service men, but all of that happened after the marriage ended. Before that I was - and I remain - bisexual. Pay no attention to those who claim that there are no real bisexuals, just confused gays - I’m not confused in the least. I like sex with ladies just fine... in the context of a loving relationship. When it’s just a question of lust and appetite, I prefer men because they seem to enjoy the meal more, and there are fare fewer ... entanglements afterward. I’m telling you all this to say that you need not slot yourself into a category and vow to remain there forevermore. Like the vast majority of humans on this sphere, you probably fall somewhere on the sexual spectrum in between the two extremes of totally gay and totally straight, and it’s perfectly fine for you to have an interest in females - you’re just looking at a larger menu of possible relationships. Children, however. Children change the game completely. Once a child arrives, it doesn’t matter whether you’ve decided whether you’re gay or straight, because it’s not about you anymore and it won’t be about you again for another 20 years, at least. You’re not gay, you’re not straight, you’re Dad. And if you’re not ready for your life to devote your life to the support somebody else for a long while, my man, don’t even think about fucking a woman bare. Of course, there are other ways to interact in positive an nurturing ways with children, such as getting involved with nonprofit educational programs, parks, summer camps, etc., and should you end up finding a same-sex partner, you can always look into adoption if the pair of you feel it’s time for the commitment. Time - that’s the thing. You’ve still got some. Don’t rush, don’t panic, and above all spend an entire week with a 13-year-old before you make any rash decisions.

Sometimes I wish the various apps offered a special chat room/area called "Sex Now" that you had to pay extra to enter. You'd have to say upfront if you were willing to host or travel. Everyone had to be willing go live on camera if either party requested it. This is to avoid getting catfished with old pics. Hopefully guys would show their dick and ass. People should probably wear sunglasses and a hat to protect their privacy in case people were taking screen shots with their phone. Let's face it - the way things are currently, it costs nothing to be a flake. If it cost you something, people would (hopefully) be less inclined to waste others' time and their own money and actually try to fuck. This is why bars with darkrooms tend to work well. You actually have to make an effort to travel there and you have to buy a drink. If you're horny too, you're trying to fuck something. @blackdude: I think the reason you have guys hitting you up online after seeing you in the bar is that some men - especially white men - don't want their friends to know they fuck black men. Sad but true in many cases.

My current status is Not Yet Poz But Hopeful.

Definitely want it as deep as possible in my very willing ass. A hot load of toxic cum would be perfect lube for the next cock (or cocks) to fuck my ass. Of course I always suck cocks to get them hard so they can fuck me, but I do so want all their poisonous cum deep in my ass. And I'd love taking infected loads on a regular basis too.

I thought about nothing else for the entire three weeks, after all, I was not gay. I had a girlfriend and everything. Something about being exposed in front of these two Men is what made me pick up that Telephone. I called Dr. Rockwell's office to make my appointment. Nurse Ted was the one to answer the phone. All of the times I was there he and Dr. Rockwell seemed to be the only ones in the office. I explained to Nurse Ted that I was fine and didn't think I "needed" to come back. Secretly, I wanted to. I am not a fag. But I had to admit, the exam I had last time made me wonder a lot. As soon as nurse Ted realized who was calling, he told me, that Dr. Rockwell would insist that I return to make sure the antibiotic that he had prescribed did it's job. I arrived at the 5 pm and found the office empty. Nurse Ted was very friendly and put me at ease right away. He finished some papers he was working on and then came around and locked the Outside door. "You're the last patient of the day" Then he then ushered Me into the same exam room. Just strip to your shorts and we'll begin. He didn't give me a paper gowned to wear this time. He then busied himself while I got ready. I stripped down to my white briefs, and sat on the edge of the exam table. Nurse Ted turned back to me and took my blood pressure. He told me to lay back. I felt him pull my briefs down and off. The wild exam started at this time. He had me pull my legs to my chest and inserted a well-lubricated thermometer up my ass. It was cold. He smiled down at me, but didn't really talk. I diverted my eyes away, out of embarrassment. I tried not to let it happen, but thinking about the last time I was there and all that was happening now, I felt my cock grow. Soon, it had reached its full 6". I think Nurse Ted was pleased. For soon after I was erect, he slowly removed the thermometer. Nurse Ted had me lower my legs. Doctor Rockwell, will be with you in a moment. He said as he helped me sit back up at the end of exam table. With that he left the room. I folded my hands across my groin. There was a slight knock on the door and Dr. Rockwell walked in. "Well, how you doing today, Steven?" He asked. He extended his hand and shook mine. Of course I had to expose my naked cock and balls as I did that. I was embarrassed. "I am doing good, Doctor, I told the nurse I didn't think I really didn't need to come in," I said looking up at him. His eyes' as a mentioned before were sky blue. He also had a very warm and comforting smile. I have to admit, it made my heart beat faster. He smiled at me. "Well, I think it is best to check you out. Bladder infections can be tricky. Also, I was concerned about the enlarged prostate. Young men like you shouldn't really have that condition." He added. "Today's exam will be a little different". He started in. "We will need a urine sample. Of course your STD test came back negative, as we suspected." He added. I was only thinking of the urine sample. I dreaded the catheter. "Have you had any trouble peeing once the antibiotics took effect?" He asked. "No, Sir everything seems fine" I stated. As I sat there I thought back to my last visit. While I don't consider myself gay. The things that Dr. Rockwell did to me sure were. I was not even sure why I had come back. I wanted to think that it was because he told me to. Also, the implied threat of showing the videos to someone he made at the end of the last visit was in the back of my mind. No, it was none of that. I came back because I wanted to know if the first visit was just a fluke. "Have you have any trouble with erections?" he asked. I was taken back a little by this personal question. "No, sir." I said sheepishly. You have to remember. I was only 18 and this was 1980; people just weren't as open about sex. Nurse Ted came into the exam room. He carried a tray covered with a green cloth. "Well let's begin, shall we?" Dr. Rockwell stated, not really a question. "Please lay back on the exam table, Steven." He demanded. I lay down, leaving my hands at my side. Dr. Rockwell took a syringe off the tray and came toward me. He stood next to the exam table. As he reached over me, he told me to roll onto my side toward him. I did as instructed. Resting on my side facing the door. Nurse Ted at this time turned on the exam light and then turned off the overhead light. I also noticed for the first time, that there were several red lights that also came on in the ceiling. "This will help relax you for the exam we are doing today, Steven." He stated. I felt a sharp jab as he injected me with something. It took only a moment or two for me to feel the effects of the shot. My head was a little cloudy. I guess today, I would describe it as having a few drinks. I really was relaxed. Dr. Rockwell rolled me back over on my back. He told me to just rest for a minute. He and nurse Ted were talking in whispers. I couldn't hear what they were saying. I didn't really care. Nurse Ted loomed overhead and asked how I was doing. I don't remember answering him. I remember him smiling. I was embarrassed, as I lay there naked in front of him and Dr. Rockwell. I remember watching as the two Men worked around the room. The Lamp was repositioned over my groin. My limp boy cock began to stir as my mind wondered. I knew it was so much smaller then theirs. I was a late bloomer and didn't even grow any hair down there until the year before. My legs were still pretty smooth. I had a little bit of blond hair in my pits. My pubes were also, light blond and sparse. Nurse Ted pulled out the Stirrups. He repositioned me closer to the end of the exam table and placed my legs in them one at a time. He also fastened some leather straps to hold my legs in place. He also fastened my hands in restraints as before. Last he lifted the table back so my head and shoulders were elevated slightly. So I lay there with my ass hanging off the table again. This time I didn't really care. Oh, I was red with embarrassment, but didn't care. Dr. Rockwell stood next to the table. He lifted my penis and stroked it a couple of times. It was then I realized he was talking to me. My mind was in such a fog. "Steven, I will need to examine your penis and testicles very closely, so I am going to have Nurse Ted shave the area." He stated. I smiled, not even protesting. I wondered briefly what I was going to tell my friends at school when I was stripped down in the locker room. It was a fleeting thought. Soon Nurse Ted had clippers and trimmed down my soft pubes. He then lathered me up and shaved me clean. I remember smiling the whole time. I also developed a huge boner during this procedure. My face was also red. The two Men talked about me as if I wasn't there. Even the slight trace of my treasure trial had been removed. I looked like a twelve-year-old boy; buy the time Ted was done. He had also got down between my legs and shaved the area there. So my ass was completely smooth. Dr. Rockwell came along side of the table again. "Ready to start?" he asked. I nodded. I knew what was coming. He had the bag that contained the sterile catheter. He injected some red stuff into my piss slit. That as I remember helped numb area. Then he slowly inserted the rubber tube up into my cock. I actually felt it as it entered my bladder. Of course no piss came out. He had the tube clamped off. He again used a small syringe to inflate the catheter, to hold it in place. My boner was hard as stone. I was surprised that he could catheterize me that way. Dr. Rockwell stroked my prick a couple of times, as he smiled down at me. He returned to the tray for a moment and then came back. Dr. Rockwell positioned himself between my legs. He told me the Nurse Ted would be taking some pictures of the procedure. I was about to protest. He cut me off. "This is important for medical research". He stated. I noticed he had rubber gloves on his hands and then proceeded to examine my anus. He slowly poked his gloved, but lubed finger into my butt. My dick was pointing to the ceiling with the rubber end of the catheter hose sticking out. Each time he rubbed my prostate, my dick would twitch. He told me to just relax. I tried to, but how does one do that with someone poking his butt hole? Nurse Ted took several pictures of my boy dick and what Dr. Rockwell was doing. I was so humiliated. I noticed Nurse Ted placing the enema bag next to the table. I dreaded having to take another embarrassing enema in front of these men. Once my hole was lubed. Dr. Rockwell inserted the enema tube in my ass. I am not sure what this is called, but the one he used is pretty fat and once it goes in, a little bulb is inflated inside my butt and another outside, so it is held firm. Once in place, he started the flow. I felt the warm sudsy water stream into my ass. He sat between my legs looking directly at my cock and balls. He rubbed my lower stomach to keep me from cramping too much. I was made to take the whole bag. I thought that was a lot for an 18-year-old boy. After all I was only about 5'9", not all that tall. I think I only weighed about 140 at that time. The bag was finally empty. I remember the cramps. It was really bad. I wanted to shit this out as soon as possible. The tube he had inserted was pretty big. About the size of a quarter, so he was able to remove the hose from the bag and place it in a pail on the floor. This was the same procedure as last time. My dick stayed hard during this whole procedure. Once he released the tube my ass started to drain. Right in front of these two men. Soon, he had me cleaned out. He then brought out a proctoscope. Something I had never seen before. It was a very long tube and is inserted deep into the rectum. This procedure was uncomfortable. He slowly inserted this long tube as it worked its way up inside me. I could feel this snake up through my bowels. It was not painful, but still weird. Nurse Ted took pictures of this also. The flash must have gone off 10 times. He made sure he got my naked, hairless cock and balls in each one. Dr. Rockwell finished with this part of the exam. I was glad it was over. He left the proctoscope inside me. I must have looked funny, lying there with a tube up my teen ass and one inserted in my cock. With shaved pubes and all. I remained hard during this whole procedure. Out of the corner of my eye that Ted had stripped. He was wearing just a jockstrap. Dr. Rockwell said nothing. I looked at Ted's impressive bulge. He filled out that jock very well. My dick really started to throb. I needed relief. I couldn't move. My hands were held firm to the table. Nurse Ted stood down by my legs, in plain view. He stroked his dick through that jockstrap. I wished it were my hand that was stroking him. No, I didn't think that, I was straight! Dr. Rockwell told him to remove the catheter and get me ready for the next part of the exam. He then left the room. As soon as the Doctor left. Nurse Ted open up the Catheter and let my piss flow. After that he deflated the bulb and let the rubber hose slid from my piss slit. It felt great having that out of there. Then he started to remove the proctoscope. I felt that deep in me as it wormed it's way out. Soon he had pulled the whole thing from my ass. He then wiped my Cock, Balls, and Ass with a cool damp cloth. It felt great. I was surprised my ass didn't hurt. He then stood between my legs and pulled his jockstrap down and started to stroke his huge Man dick. I was impressed. He was a good 8" long and pretty fat. He just looked at my boy ass and jacked his dick. He smiled at me. He then stepped forward and lubed up my butt hole again. He didn't not give me a hit from that brown bottle like last time. He started to slip his huge cock into my boy hole. It hurt like hell. I tried to take it. But it was too big. I wanted to scream but didn't. He had just put the head of his huge cock into my asshole. I felt as if I was being split in two. I told him that I needed that brown bottle. He smiled at me, "No, you're going to learn to take a man's cock without that!" That statement brought me home. I was taking a man's cock in my ass. I was being cornholed! The guys at school would have thought I was a fag. He reached up and pinched my nipples slightly. I closed my eyes. This was fantastic. Once I was calm, he jerked his hips in and buried that huge fuck tool deep in my ass. He started to fuck my no so virgin hole. As he did he traded off jacking my dick and pinching my nipples. I know longer cared about the pain, the humiliation, or for that matter what anyone thought. I groaned. He asked me how I liked his big dick up my boy hole. I told him to stop, that I wasn't a fag. He laughed at me. I finally accepted what was happening and told him I needed to get off also. He smiled again saying that Dr. Rockwell wouldn't like it if I got off this soon. He took his hands away from my dick, leaving me high and dry. He grabbed my upper thighs and pulled me onto his dick. He now had slammed his prick in as far as it would possibly go. My dick was rock hard. Leaking like a faucet. Ted pumped into my ass a couple more times. Then all of a sudden slammed back in once more and stayed there. He unloaded his load deep into my ass. I know he deposited his sperm about 8 inches up my rectum. I was his bitch, talking his seed, like a horny high school slut. I closed my eyes to the idea of being anyone's slut. I remembered from last time that I came without touching myself. I was so close to doing that now. But, Ted was finished with me and wouldn't let me get off. He withdrew his dick and quickly cleaned up my butt hole. He slid his jock back up and left me lying there. I wanted to jack my dick so bad. I actually tried to grab it. I totally forgot that they maybe Video taping everything. I must have looked like a mad dog. Dr. Rockwell came back in soon after Nurse Ted finished with me. "I see we're all set for the next part of the exam. He pulled on another pair of rubber gloves and sat down between my legs. He had some white lube that he put all over his right hand. He inserted two fingers into my butt. He started to move them around. Pushing in and out. I groaned. "You like this don't you Steven?" He asked. "Yes, sir" I said. He started to work a third finger in my ass. Nurse Ted came back into the room, again. He stood behind me and reached down and played with my nipples again. Soon, Dr. Rockwell had four fingers massaging my rectum I was now groaning a lot. They asked me how I like this. I was embarrassed to tell them, but I begged them not to stop. Dr. Rockwell started working his four fingers in and out of my boy hole. He then nodded to Ted. Ted opened a bottle of poppers and placed them under my nose. I inhaled deeply. I was so turned on. I looked down at Dr. Rockwell. I watched in amazement as he tucked his thumb into his palm and pushed his hand slowly into my ass. Turning it and twisting slowly as he put pressure to get inside. Nurse Ted put the brown bottle under my nose again and I inhaled deep. He did both nostrils this time. My head started to really swim. I must have really relaxed. Dr. Rockwell's hand popped into my ASS! I mean it was all the way into me. I was amazed. I couldn't believe that someone could actually put their hand in someone's ass like this. After all he was a Doctor, and knew what he was doing. He was telling me that entrance to the rectum is just a muscle and would stretch. I trusted him so completely. Besides if it felt this good, who's to complain. I could actually feel his fist deep inside as he rotated and worked it around. Nurse Ted gave me another hit then was by my side. I saw a flash as he started to take pictures of getting fist fucked. My shaved pubes and hard dick sticking straight up. I wanted release so bad. I begged them to let me jack off. They both laughed at this. "Should we give him a break?" Dr. Rockwell said with a smile. My dick was harder then it had ever been. It was leaking river of precum on my belly. I looked funny, shaved and all. With the Doctors hand up my ass. Nurse Ted gave me another hit of poppers and then released my hands. Right away, I grabbed my dick and stroked it. "Yeah, Steve, stroke that little boy dick" Nurse Ted said. "Come on, work that little cock!" Dr. Rockwell added. "I want to see you pump your boy juice all over your belly!" he added. I knew I was close. The fist in my ass was opening and closing. I was out of my mind with excitement. "Oh, shit, I am going to --. Ccc uuu mmm-.." I screamed. I think I only jacked my boy dick about 3 or 4 times after that. My load shot out of my cock. I mean it shot over my head and hit the wall behind me. I must have spurted 7 or 8 times. Each time my ass contracted, it would shoot out more juice. As I was coming down, Dr. Rockwell with drew his hand slowly from my ass. I looked down at my shaved pubes and noted all the spunk on my chest and belly. The expression, I came in buckets seemed to apply here. "You rest for a few minutes Steven" Dr. Rockwell said. He then took off the gloves and left the room again. Nurse Ted started to clean me up. He took a cool washcloth and wiped me down. Then got between my legs and cleaned my butt. He took his time as he did this. I noticed for the first time he was completely naked. His dick was almost as big soft as when he was hard. It swung between his legs as he worked. I was impressed. I think he noticed me looking at him. I unconsciously licked my lips a couple of times. "I see your still hungry for more" he stated. I wasn't sure what he meant. But as soon as he finished up he pulled a stool over and stood on it. His cock was now inches from my face. He stood there with his hands on his hips. I was curious and reached up and took a hold of his huge penis. I licked my lips again. He noticed. "Go ahead, suck it!" he demanded. I sucked his prick as deep into my mouth as I could. I started to bob up and down on his dick. He told me once or twice to watch the teeth. I had my mouth stretched so far open, trying to take as much of him as I could. I had just gotten off, yet I wanted to devour that big cock. I sucked him as deep as I could. Gagging several times. With out realizing it. Dr. Rockwell had returned. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he was also naked. His dick was hard and sticking out in front of him. He got between my splayed legs and rubbed my boy pussy with some lube. Then he lubed his cock and slowly entered me. It didn't really hurt this time. I don't think it ever did go down from the high I had experienced a few minutes before. Dr. Rockwell had opened me up good. He started to fuck me hard. My own cock was like steel. I don't know what got into me. But I wanted this. I wanted these men to fuck their loads into my body. Ted was first. Even though he had gotten off before, he came first. He tensed up and I felt the first wave of his load blast into my throat. I was startled and had no choice but to swallow his load. I was surprised it didn't taste all that bad. It was kind of bitter, yet sweet. I loved the taste. He shot maybe 4 or 5 times. He pulled out fast and jacked his dick the last few spurts. I looked down and saw Dr. Rockwell's cock pumping in and out of my ass. I was amazed. His cock was almost as big as his fist. I know my hand never would have fit around it. I was taking this huge dick and enjoying every moment. I saw the sweat glisten off his chest. He had a hairy chest and was very tan. He had a great build. I felt like a little kid next to him. I was a boy, he was a man. (The shaved pubes didn't help) <grin> He was slamming into my ass. Nurse Ted got down off the stool and dropped his head into my lap. He sucked my prick down his throat. I had never received head before. The sensation was out of this world. I watched as his head bobbed up and down on my dick. I couldn't do anything but lie there and take it. Not that I wanted it to stop. I wanted this to last forever. Dr. Rockwell started to pump in shorter strokes. I knew he was close. I felt my balls pull up about the same time. I tried to warn Ted. But he didn't listen. He bobbed his head even faster. Like a man on a mission. He wanted my boy load. I started to give it to him. I blasted into his mouth. 3-4 shots. My dick is super sensitive right after I get off. He realized this and pulled off right away. He pumped my little pecker only a few times after I shot. "Oh, yea, shoot that load, Steven-. I can feel your ass clutch my cock!" Dr. Rockwell hissed. Mean while, my butt was getting the pounding of it's young life. Dr. Rockwell was pumping like a madman in my hole. I knew he was close. I was ready for this to be over with. His body tensed up and he unloaded a huge load deep in my ass. I could feel the sperm as he ejaculated deep in my rectum. He shot several times in my ass. He with drew his cock and sat back on the chair behind him. I could still see his cock. It was huge. To this day, I don't know how I ever took him. Nurse Ted quickly cleaned me up. He helped me dress. Before I knew it, I was in my car driving home. My Parents never did get a bill for those two office visits. It was at that time I decided to become a Doctor. I had many more encounters with these two, and even ended up working with them in the office during the summers in College.

I don't have a dog in this hunt, and I don't covet any tops. I was just reacting to you going after "the colonies" as I'm from one myself. 😉