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Part 6 I walked down the block, leaving my car in the fenced parking lot. It was a rainy night, but even this much rain couldn’t wash away the grime in this neighborhood. I huddled into my jacket, uncertain if I was going the right direction. My feet were already soaked with the cold rain. Just go home. I stopped at the end of a long stretch of fences. This was it. The small building standing alone. The open door was spitting out blue, pink and purple light. There weren’t any lit signs, but Grant had told me there would’t be. I saw a couple people go inside. They didn’t look nervous, just walked right in. And I was a little relieved that I couldn’t see their faces. No one would seè me going in. Not that I expected to know friends from school or my family to be around here. I went in. Grant was standing to the side of a small counter. “Hello, pig boy. You made it this time.” He’d been calling me ‘pig boy’ on the phone for the past two weeks. “Yeah,” I said, feeling embarrassed. I was supposed to come last weekend, but had talked myself out of it and gave Grant some lame excuses the next morning. “Don’t disappoint me again or we’re done here,” he’d told me. I knew tonight was make or break. Grant looked at the attendant standing next to him at the counter. “I’ve got him covered.” “Sure, boss.” Grant lead me through a doorway covered in black plastic fringe. It was like walk-in through a magic mirror. Inside was an open space with bands of colored light that created a patchwork of brightly lit and darkly shadowed spaces. But what blew me away was the small crowd of naked men milling around. Grant steered me to the right, into a locker room. He opened a locker and had me put everything into it before he locked it up. I was left wearing the blue jockstrap he’d told me to buy, and my favorite blue sneakers. “You’re even hotter in the light,” he said admiringly, running one rough hand across my smooth chest. I felt an odd mix of embarrassment and elation. I wasn’t used to guys admiring me like this. Sure I’d been told I looked good, but Grant said it in. a different way that made me feel really sexy. I felt more at ease standing here mostly naked. A cute ginger came around the corner of a row of lockers. He was wearing a red jockstrap and red sneakers. He was probably around my age, fresh faced with a big grin, but stockier than me. His skin was pale, but he had muscles like a young football player. He wasn’t as defined as me, but. He looked like a powerhouse. “Hey, Grant.” “Hello, Wil.” He introduced us. “Follow Wil onto the floor. He knows the lay of the land here. I gotta check on the sound system — it doesn’t sound right.” “Sure.” Grant was gone, and I suddenly felt uncertain what to do. Wil was standing there with a big grin on his face, hands casually on his hips in a power stance. He looked really hot, and it was good to finally have someone my age around for ….. well, whatever this was gonna become. No one at the bookstore had been my age, and I expected the same here at the club. But here was Wil, which was making me feel less anxious. “So this is your first time here?” He asked in a friendly tone. I nodded. “Grant bring you in?” I nodded again. Why am I so nervous? I must seem like a standoffish dick. “How long you been coming here?” I asked. “Hmmmmm.. About eight months. I started going to nursing school here, and found out about this place through a guy I dated.” I learned that Wil was just a year older than me, and had moved here from Boston. We got talking about school for awhile, and I felt myself relaxing. Wil was really normal and friendly. He was an EMT at school, and we chatted about sports games. I told him about playing soccer, and we traded stories about cute guys we had crushes on at school. “I saw you’re part of the jockstrap contingent, too.” I wasn’t sure what he meant. “You’re wearing a jockstrap. That’s a signal that you’re a bottom. Let’s the other guys know.” “Oh.” The implications of that started to settle in, and I was having mixed feelings. At first I felt kinda panicked. Am I a bottom? Did anyone I know see me? What would they tell others? “Are you into older?” “I dunno. I dated guys at school. But…” “I hear ya. I thought I was supposed to meet someone at school, fall in love, and get married. Then I found out I like daddies. And they like me. And the sex is sooooo much better!! They know what they’re doing, and they appreciate a young ass.” He looked at me sitting there. “You’re smoking hot. They’ll be all over you tonight.” I didn’t know what to say. Grant kept telling me I was hot. The guys in the bookstore had each said it. Am I? “You’re cool with poz?” I asked him. “Very. Things are different now than they were.” I nodded. “If you’re here with Grant, I’m guessing he’s already bred you.” I half nodded and smiled, kinda surprised at my own reaction. “A couple weeks ago.” “His dick is amazing. I don’t know how he does it, but he knows exactly what you need, and how to give it to you.” I nodded again. “Yeah he does.” “I’m getting horny,” he said. “Let’s do a lap in our jockstraps, then we can pick a spot to start. It pays to advertise.” Wil lead me around the main floor. There was a set of bathroom stalls and a shower area. The eerie greenish lighting was an alcove with three slings that seemed to just float in the air. I’d never seen a sling, only heard guys joke about them. The heavy chains suspended them in the air were nearly black. ‘What do you think?” “Kinda intimidating,” I admitted. I was glad they were empty; I don’t think I could handle more than that right now. “At first. It took me a couple visits before I tried them out. But they’re amazing. Now its my favorite spot to finish the night.” He looked back into the main room. “One more thing to show you before we go up. He led me over to a wide doorway covered in more of the plastic fringe. He stepped through; I followed. I expected more colored lights, but was met with darkness. I stood there trying to let my eyes adjust, and reached out to where I thought Wil might be, but only caught air. “Welcome to the maze.” After a moment I started to see shapes. The space was narrow and seemed to wind in a couple different directions. There were a bunch of thin walls at different angles. Wil walked me through, and I saw the walls had cutouts in them. “This can be a fun spot when you just want cock.” There were a few black lights overhead, and I noticed my jockstrap glowing in the light. “Ready to see upstairs?” “Sure.” He lead me out of the maze and up the stairs near the slings. It was a loft space with a few big, black plastic mattresses and mirrors on most of the walls to the right. On the left were padded benches that I couldn’t quite figure out — you couldn’t really sit on them. There was also a wooden table against the mirrored wall in the back corner. There were a couple guys up here, but they seemed to be standing around. One was younger like Wil and I, wearing a gold jockstrap. I said hi, but he didn’t seem interested in talking to us. “That’s Justin. He’s only friendly if you’re fucking him.” Wil lead me back down the stairs. “This place gets pretty busy on weekends. Guys come and go pretty fast, though. At least the tops do. Have to get back to their wives.” We were walking past the slings when we came across Grant. “Looks like the lil’ piggies are bonding,” he grinned and put a hand on each of our asses. “I like seeing you two together.” It hadn’t occurred to me until now that he had probably done to Wil what he did to me in the bookstore. That made my cock twitch. “Let’s go see Buzz.” Buzz was the bartender at a tiny station tucked in the front corner — I hadn’t even noticed it earlier. Grant ordered two drinks for us “to take the edge off.” He looked at me. We hung out watching the crowd start to roll in. There had to be about 40 guys in the club now, mostly naked or in a jockstrap. “Not a lot of jockstraps tonight,” Grant said. “You boys could have a really good night ahead of you.” “Hopefully you’ll be taking care of both of us later,” Wil said. I was impressed by how bold Wil was. I didn’t think I could be that way. Grant pulled us both against his body, one on either side of him; he moved his hands lower and used a finger to probe each of our young holes. I didn’t realize how much I wanted my hole touched until that moment. I groaned, and nuzzled closer to him as jolts of pleasure zipped through my body. Wil made a similar sound; I looked at him, our eyes meeting each others, and I felt a new bond between us. “Good little pig boys,”Grant said, his finger gently massaging the tight muscles around my hole. “You’re both gonna get a lot of dick tonight. But you don’t get mine until you each have a load inside you. You want it that way, don’t you, pig boys?” “Fuck yeah,” Wil responded. “Good little pig boy.” Grant looked me in the eye. “And you?” He slapped my ass. Another load in me? I shouldn’t be doing that here. There was a lot of risk.But my hole was saying something different, and Grant massaging my prostrate unleashed something in me. I nodded to him. “Yeah” “Good, boy. I have a special plan for you later, too. A little initiation rite.” He looked down at both of us nuzzled against his body. “You two go and collect some loads. I’ll find you when you’ve each got a few in you.” He looked directly at Wil. “Go see Buzz. He’s got a couple drinks for you two.” Wil and I stood there together, still feeling the horniness that Grant’s fingers had unleashed. Wil grinned at me. “We have work to do!” Wil suggested we start in the maze. I needed to hit the bathroom first, and he said to find him. I had to wait about 10 minutes because there were only two urinals, but it gave me a chance to check out the guys. I was surprised there were so many guys in their 20s and 30s. I still thought Wil and I were among the youngest, but it was a different crowd than the bookstore. There were some older guys, a mix of athletic and bear builds. But I found it all very hot and sexy. All these men walking around naked, comfortable with their bodies. I missed the looks I was getting from a lot of the guys, still feeling overwhelmed by the whole scene. The guy ahead of me was much taller than me, probably 6’2”, with an athletic build, a light coating of hair across his pecs and abs. He smiled at me a couple times, and finally introduced himself just before we got to the urinals. “David,” he said. I introduced myself, but suddenly felt very shy. “He gave my ass a tweak as he finished and started to walk away. “I’ll be looking for you,” he said. I found the maze again, feeling worried that Wil may be pissed I took so long. I had to let my eyes adjust again. This space was darker than the bookstore, and the walls were all painted black. I slowly started making my way around. There were guys back here now, quite a few of them. There were steps along the sides of the room to elevated platforms, and interlocking cubicles down below. I wondered if maybe Wil had gotten tired of waiting for me and left, but then saw him — his pale skin and red jockstrap standing out. He was in a middle cubicle, bent over, with his ass against one wall and hands against the other in front of him. I saw guys in the cubicles on either side of him. I left the higher platform and walked over toward him. The cubicles were built so you walked into them from alternating sides of the row, never able to see who was in the adjacent cubicle. That struck me as really hot. Wil was moaning, cocks stuffed in his ass and mouth. It was hot to watch and my dick got really hard really fast. Wil reached over and put a hand on my abs to say hello without ever leaving either cock. The thumping of body against wood sounded hot. And it was getting faster; Wil started getting louder too, despite the dick in his mouth. “Mhhhffff! Mfffff! MMMFFFFF!” The wall behind him was rattling with the banging, and then suddenly stopped as an anonymous groan emerged from the other side. A hand came through the opening behind Wil and slapped his ass. Wil stood up, a massive grin on his face, and he was breathing hard. “That was hot,” he breathed. He put both hands on my shoulders as he steadied himself, looking like maybe he was lightheaded. Then he kissed me. He kissed me with a long, deep kiss that made my heart start to pound. A couple guys scuttled through the narrow hallway as we kissed, having to brush against Wil’s exposed backside to get by. When we finally broke the kiss he said, “You’re next.” He ushered me into the cubicle he’d vacated. He rubbed some lube into my hole, seeming to enjoy himself as he teased my hole with his fingers. He stuck his tongue in there and. I groaned softly as he opened me up. “I thought you were a bottom,” I said. “You’re inspiring me,” he said. “Fuck you are gorgeous.” He stood up and rubbed my back as I. just stood there, half bent over, with my ass hanging in the air in front of the opening in the wall. “I don’t think there’s anyone there.” “Be patient. There will be,” he assured me. I looked through the cutout in front of me and saw someone standing there, stroking his cock. Was it the same guy Wil had blown? “Take a good hit of poppers“ Wil instructed me, putting a bottle under my nose. I felt the rush of desire flooding me, Wil still massaging my hole with his fingers, when the cock in front of me came through the cutout. I didn’t hesitate, going down on it. It felt so smooth in my mouth, with a long shaft. I rested my weight on my hands against the wall and rocked back and forth a little, letting Wil’s fingers deeper in.. Suddenly his fingers were gone, and I felt him rubbing my back. I could see his sneakers on the floor standing beside me. “Here it comes,” he said excitedly. I felt a hard pressure against my hole and gasped. I had no idea who, but someone was pushing their cock through the cutout behind me. “Push your ass back onto his cock. Let him inside you,” Wil whispered into my ear. The cock behind me popped right through my sphincter and slide deep inside. “Ahhhhhhh,” I sighed as he impaled me. Wil’s finger and tongue massage had loosened up my ass, and whoever was behind me had an easy time opening me fully. Was it one of the guys who had brushed past us a few minutes ago? He. Didn’t waste any time getting into a full fuck, his dick driving deep. Any other time I’d been fucked, they’d had their hands on my body while they did it. This time, no one was touching me because the walls blocked us — all I could feel was each each buried in either end of me. “How’s it feel?” Wil whispered in my ear. I lifted my head, “Fucking amazing!!” Then went back to sucking one cock while another fucked me. The guy behind me was pounding away, and I felt the vibration of the wall as he thumped hard, pushing deep into my hungry hole. His hardness filled me, and I felt him quite as he left his cock in me, just letting it rest there for a moment. What was he doing? The guy in front of me was still fucking my face when the other guy slipped out of my hole and patted my ass. Wil’s fingers rubbed my hole next. “Congrats on your firs load of the night.” I stood up, stretching my leg muscles, breathing hard from the exertion. Wil came close, putting his face next to time and kissed me again. “Now turn around and offer your hot ass to the other guy. Let’s see what he does.” Without thinking I turned around, Wil still standing so close. I could feel the heat of his body. I offered my ass toward the cutout I’d been sucking cock through. What the fuck am I doing? But the logical voice in my head was overwhelmed by desire. I’d never felt this horny before. What was happening to me? My thoughts were shattered by the feeling of hard pressure against my waiting hole. That long, slender, smooth cock I’d been sucking was now sliding inside my ass. Without the cock in my mouth I just started moaning. This fuck was longer and deeper than the first. I started to pull off the cock, but Wil stopped me. “Take it. Just let him fuck you. That’s it. Give him your ass. He won’t last long in there.” I was moaning, probably louder than I realized. I was braced against the wall, a mix of pain and pleasure as that long cock effortlessly fucked me deep. As Wil predicted, it wasn’t long before I felt him shoot a hot load up inside my gut. He pulled out quickly and patted my ass. “That was hot,” Wil said, nuzzling against me as he helped me stand. up. “You’re so fucking hot to watch get used.” My head was honestly spinning. I had a cute guy being sweet to me, which seemed weird in this place, and had just been fucked by two guys through cutouts in a wall without ever seeing them. I shouldn’t be good with this. This isn’t who I’m supposed to be. Is it? “It was hot seeing you in there, too,” I admitted softly. “Good. Because we’re just getting started.”

Nothing in this discussion had been particularly productive, so I’m locking the thread. It’s not really up for discussion - just explanation and I’ve explained it a dozen different ways. The policy is going into effect. If the policy bothers you that much - find another site. I really don’t want you here if you can’t understand the basis for the policy. It’s boils down to caring for your fellow piggy bothers. If that bothers you, go away!

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I was visiting a friend a few states over and I drove the 4 hours for a weekend trip. I like driving and while I've never had good luck cruising, I always had the fantasy of having sex with a trucker. I've tried multiple times, and always enjoyed jacking off at a rest stop if I was ever on the road. But I've never been in the back of a truck until this trip. I left town late, and by the time I needed to piss I was in the middle of nowhere around midnight. I pulled into a rest stop I had never been to before. In the back of my mind I'm already deciding that I need to cum. I park, and while there were some trucks the parking lot was pretty empty. I go inside, pick a stall, piss then shit down and start stroking. I'm a pretty average guy and since I was at a friends house this weekend, I really needed this as it had been a few days since I came. Enjoying myself I guess I didn't notice that someone had come in. Or I somehow didnt see him in the empty bathroom, but I heard a man cough. I'm not a shy person but it spooked me. The sound of me stroking made it obvious what I was doing and for some reason I decided I'm not gonna finish. I pulled my pants up and went to wash my hands. The other man was standing by the sinks, but I tried not to look at him out of slight embarrassment. As I was drying my hands he spoke to me, 'Sounded like some fun in there'. I looked at him. He was a pretty average looking blue collar guy. Older, graying and with a beard. Slight belly and a handsome manly face. I chuckled. 'Why You'd stop' he asked. I froze not quite sure how to proceed. I'm sure he could sense I was being timid. 'Why don't we get back in there and finish?' He winked then walked into the stall and started grabbing at his bulge. My dick went right back up and joined him. He sat on the toilet and took my dick out. He was clearly just as horny as I was and swallowed my dick like he was starving. He didn't give great head, but doing this with what I assume was a trucker, in a public place, was a big fantasy. Slowly he worked on my balls and moved to finger my hole. He then asked if I would suck him, so we switched place and he pulled out his cock. Hairy, 7ish inches, and thick I put it in my mouth and sucked on his musty cock. He moaned and ran his hands through my hair. I could hear him mumbling, 'good boy'. I could taste his salty precum and was hoping he wouldnt cum yet. He took his dick out of my mouth and asked 'You like this cock? You take cock up your hole?' I nodded while I sucked on his large nuts. 'Turn around let me see your hole'. Without hesitation, I pulled my pants down and showed him my smooth hole. He rubbed his rough hands over my ass and put his tongue in my hole. I could feel him spitting in my hole. I didnt realize neither of us had lube, but he did a good job getting me wet. He got up behind me and rubbed his hard cock against my hole and up my crack while he let out a moan. I pushed back. he guided the head into my tight hole and got in. I gasped, but he just shushed me and slowly slide the rest of the way in without stopping, even though I was pulling away. His cock was much fatter than I thought - or I just hadn't been fucked in a while. He got balls deep and just stood there deep inside my hole. "You like that cock, boy?" I moaned and pushed back harder. My hole was loosening, and I moved my hand from my cock, down to hold his big balls. He started moving his cock in and out, and getting a good slow rhythm. It felt so good letting this older guy fuck me like me. But we stopped as a guy came in to pee. We heard the door open and froze. We listened as he pissed, washed his hands and left. The whole time my daddy was grabbing my ass. As soon as he left daddy pulled out. "Come on, lets go to my truck." Following him out, we went to his truck and got inside. It was messy and small but I didn't care. We stripped down and he quickly had me on my back with my legs up. He grabbed his lube and started playing with my hole. "You want this raw dick back in that hole?" - "Yes Daddy, please fuck me!" He put some lube on my cock and started stroking me. "Yea boy, you like taking loads don't you?" I'm not a total slut but I've let my fair share of guys cum in me. I had never caught anything and got complacent in my luck. Without second thought I said, " Yea I want your load in me" He smiled and guided his bare cock into my hole. He got deep and stayed there while he played with my nipples. He said my hole felt amazing and started picking up the pace. I could feel his balls slap my ass and now that we were in a more private space I was able to moan louder. "Fuck me!" I yelled. "Yea you're gonna bred, boy. You want my seed?" I put my hand on his chest and said " Fuck yea, breed me!" By now he was beating up my hole and I was close to cumming. I knew he was too. I started stroking my cock and he looked down at me like an animal. He said "Fuck yea gonna breed that raw pussy. Gonna give you my babies. Give you my DNA". Then was when I knew what was happening. But I was already so close to cumming too I just let it happen. "Take it boy, take my fucking dirty seed". I shot my cum as he howled and I could feel his hot seed shooting into me. His cock was twitching in my hole and I could feel the familiar warm, wet feeling deep in my hole. He just held his cock in me while catching his breath, "Good Boy, you took my seed". Eventually his cock went soft and slide out. I didn't say much other than thank you as we cleaned up in silence. I wasn't sure how to feel. It was risky, and stupid. But I got to play out a fantasy. I went back to my car with his seed leaking out me. When I got home I pushed it out and used it for lube on my cock to jerk off. A month or two later I tested. And sure enough... he got his seed deep in me

Bruce, pictured here, has been after Matt's ass for years. For one reason or another, it never seemed to work out. However, this past weekend, Matt attended a club and happened to run into Bruce. The two began dancing together at the club. Eventually, Bruce went in for it feeling Matt's rock hard cock by shoving his hand in his pants. Matt responded by grabbing Bruce in for a kiss. After a lot of teasing Bruce suggested they leave the club. They didn't make it out of the parking lot before Matt was on Bruce's lap in the backseat of Matt's car. Matt ripped Bruce's pants down and began to suck on his 7" cock. Matt could taste the precum as it flowed down his waiting throat. After a bit of that, Bruce switched positions with Matt and began to suck Matt's 7" cock as well. Matt could feel his orgasm build as Bruce is an expert cocksucker. Matt tried to get Bruce to stop, but he didn't listen, and Matt shot his huge load down Bruce's throat and Bruce, of course, swallowed every drop of it. As the two began making out, Matt could taste his load on Bruce's lips. Matt began to position himself under Bruce, rubbing his ass on Bruce's wet, rock hard cock. Bruce murmured they shouldn't fuck, which confused Matt, considering how he'd heard Bruce talk about wanting his ass for a few years, so Matt persisted by pushing Bruce back into a sitting position and sucking his cock once again. Once he got Bruce's cock nice and wet, Matt leapt onto Bruce's lap and started grinding his hole against Bruce's cockhead. Bruce insisted on a condom, to which Matt laughed and said, simply, "I want your cum in my ass and you want to cum in my ass. That's what we're gonna do." As Bruce protested a bit more, Matt felt Bruce's head slip into his ass. Quickly, but with some difficulty, Matt took all seven inches into his hole. At this point, Bruce's shallow protests stopped, and instead he groaned in pleasure, as did Matt. The two resumed making out as Bruce was now thrusting up into Matt who was riding Bruce's cock like a pro. Eventually, Matt was on his back, legs wrapped around Bruce, begging to get fucked harder. As Bruce pounded Matt's ass, the car windows fogged up. Bruce grunted he was getting close and that he was going to pull out, but Matt responded by wrapping his legs tightly around Bruce, and, with even more enthusiasm, worked his ass up and down on Bruce's cock. Finally, Bruce blurted-out "I can't cum in you. I'm poz!" but Matt kept riding. Again Bruce reiterated "I'm poz, Matt! You don't want me to cum in you!" but Matt grabbed Bruce, kissed him and said, "Do you see me stopping? Shoot your hot poz cum in my ass!" Bruce, still struggling with the decision, tried once more but finally succumbed. Bruce said he was about to shoot and Matt said to "Give me that poz cum! Fill my slutty ass with it!" And with that instruction, Bruce buried his cock balls deep and shot his poz cum deep inside of Matt's ass. Matt kept working Bruce's cock to work the poz load deeper in his gut. Bruce looked at Matt, shocked and couldn't believe Matt not only took it, but wanted it. After thinking about it, Bruce smiled and asked Matt if he wanted some more....

This picture says it all… Democrats will treat you as their equal, while to the vast majority (98.6%) of Republicans you are a second class citizen.

Last night. My husband invited over a 25yo slim brunette twink. I was on my knees waiting. Sucked them both off before getting on my knees on the bed. Husband fucked me doggy while I sucked the twink. He had a decent size cock, pretty thick. They swapped around a few times until I was face down, moaning into a pillow. The twink said he needed to slow down or he'd cum. I begged him to fill me up. He sped up and pounded me for about 30 seconds before shooting his load inside me. As soon as he pulled out my husband climbed on top of me and shot his load too.

It seemed like a long time before dad and I had another adventure. Finding time when both dad and I were alone with mom not around was never easy. But then one night after dinner, she decided to go visit her mother. I remember Dad very vividly that night as he sat at the dinner table. He sorta picked at his food, claiming he wasn't very hungry but in reality, he just knew he didn't want to get fucked on a full stomach. She was out of the house by six, and though we didn't know how long she would be gone exactly, we figured we had around two hours at best. Dad took me by the hand and said let's go. He walked up the bedroom stairs towards my room and i followed. First , he kicked off his shoes. He turned to me and pulled off his t shirt. I just watched. It was still new and exciting to me and just watching him strip out of his clothes was exciting. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled them down, his white fruit of the looms coming down in one pull. Stepping out of them until he was totally naked, standing in front of me. Take you clothes off he said to me. I was out of my shorts and t shirt in seconds and after looking me over from head to toe, he stepped closer and hugged our bodies together. Skin touching skin... dick touching dick.....He brushed my hair out of my eyes, and kissed me deep. Chills raced thru my body and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I just can't control myself he said . He dropped to my knees and put my hard cock in his mouth. He took it deep... then alternating from sucking to licking.... all the way down to my balls He knew my cock wouldnt last long so without too much time going by, he told me he wanted me inside him again. He quickly laid down on my bed. face down. He took some of his own spit and placed it on his fingers and then into his hole. I gave him some more spit with a direct spit from my mouth to his hole. Then rubbed it in with the head of my dick. I pushed my dick and weight into dad until i was laying on top of him. It felt so good, so right to be exploring his body with mine. It didn't take long as predicted and I was soon pumping my load into his ass once again. I rolled over and next to him, I sat quietly. Then I asked him something.. So dad... I never thought you would ... you know.. be like me...I thought I was really the only one that liked guys and cock and cum........So many more than you realize he replied. You interested in going to the xxx theater again son? he asked I nodded. Let's see if we can sneak away again one day next week.

@rawTOP, you’re getting a lot of shit for this. Much more than I thought you would. For reasons I haven’t the time or inclination to go into right now (I might at a later date), I want you to know that I for one broadly support your move, and I’m sure many other ‘silent’ users of this site do too. At great personal cost to yourself in terms of both time and effort, you have created a wonderful free space that has been enjoyed by many, many people over the last decade, and you have EVERY right to nudge it in whatever direction you please. I hope you will not be discouraged in your vision by some of the comments you have received in this thread: keep up the good work!

Was at Racetrack getting gas and had to pee so I went in to do that and get a soda. There was a cute blonde guy about 20 hanging out nearby that followed me in. He went to the urinal next to me and pulled his cock out and started stroking. We made eye contact and once I stopped peeing started stroking. He nodded to the stall and I followed him into it. He dropped his pants and I wasn't sure what he was looking for so started stroking his cock. He undid my jeans and pulled my cock out and started stroking me too. We weren't jerking long before he asked "wanna fuck?" I said yeah and turned my back to him and got up against the wall. I could hear and feel his spit hit my ass and felt his dick enter me. It was slender but long so I knew it wouldn't be too bad to take with just spit. He asked "cum inside?" and I said yeah and soon felt he blast inside me. He kept stroking in me and it wasn't long before he asked if I wanted the second one in me. I said I did and before long could tell he'd cum in me again. He slid out and moved in next to me smiling at me saying it was his turn. I was so turned on taking his loads I knew I wouldn't last long and did the same spit and stick like he did me and was surprised he could take my thick cock with no complaints. And unlike him I wasn't gonna ask if he wanted the load inside or not, I was gonna shoot inside him and did. He let out a sigh and whispered how good it felt. I pulled my jeans back up and quickly left. I'm not sure why as he was hot and I should have seen if I could have got his number. He didn't say anything to me either as I dressed and left the bathroom. While getting my soda I saw him come out of the bathroom and again he was hanging out near the door of the bathroom. I could only guess he was hoping for some quickies as the lunch time rush came. I have some quickies at this Racetrack before but never though of hanging out for a hookup but I'll have to check it out some more.

Chapter 7 - Two Boys in Boston *Ding* Brian awoke to the text message tone of his phone. He looked at his alarm clock. “11:07am”. He had slept late, unsurprising after the night he just had. He looked at his phone to check the message. “How are you feeling baby boy? You snuck out on me last night.” It was from Adam. Lying in bed, Brian was still naked, covered in dry cum. As he swung his legs off the side of the bed to get up, he realized his ass was still feeling the effects of being invaded for the first time. It was sore; his whole body was sore really. He stood and reached down between his legs to find his hole, no longer virgin. He stuck his thin bony index finger inside himself and thought he could still feel Adam’s cum. He walked across his bedroom, opened his closet door, and looked at himself in the hanging mirror. His hair was more messed up than on a normal morning. He could barely make out the cum against the pale skin on his thinly defined chest. His soft cock hung off of his slim frame, just as it did before, but it felt different now, having been in another man’s mouth. He turned sideways to see his ass protrude from his thin frame, serving as a reminder what he had done the night before. Brian unlocked his phone and tried to figure out what he wanted to say to Adam. “Hey, yeah, I woke up and wasn’t sure what to do with myself so I came home.” He sent. He wrote out another. “I don’t know how I feel. Like I said last night, sexy but scared. I haven’t even graduated high school and now I’m poz.” “Well, I hope so Brian. Fingers crossed that I successfully infected you, but you’ll have to get tested to know for sure. Might not have.” Brian had just accepted that Adam was probably toxic enough to convert him. His thought process hadn’t yet gotten far enough to think that maybe he hadn’t. Even getting loaded up with toxic cum was no guarantee. As that dawned on him, in that moment, he felt relief. Maybe he just had a super hot hookup and lost his virginity, and he wouldn’t have to suffer the consequences. “I’ll let you know” he sent off to Adam. “Please do. And I hope I’ll be seeing you again, either way.” Brian let that message sit. ***** The next day, Sunday, Brian returned to Boston, but this time it was for accepted students day at Boston University, where he had decided to spend the next four years of his life. Brian was excited to go to school in the city. BU’s campus was smack dab in the middle of Beantown, a stone’s throw away from Fenway Park and everything else the city had to offer. He was quite nervous about it, having always been a quiet, reserved kid, but he was hoping that going to school here would help him break out of his shell a bit. It also didn’t hurt that he thought being in the city would be a boon to his burgeoning sex life. But an accepted students day was not an environment where Brian would typically thrive. Surrounded by kids his age that he didn’t know, his anxiety was close to bubbling over. For some reason, he always thought people he didn’t know were judging him, and even though he told himself he didn’t care, of course he did. He was hopeful he’d meet some people, but he had a hard time getting over his shyness, making it difficult to strike up conversation organically. At least, he thought, he wasn’t a virgin. He consciously knew that, of course, that did not matter, would not come up, and could not be seen by other people, but in case it did, he was feeling good to have checked that box. The morning started out in a large lecture hall, with some Dean or another welcoming everyone to campus and to the start of the next phase of their young lives. Brian had found his way there from the parking garage and sat down, not knowing what else to do, and was reading through the day’s schedule while waiting for it to start. When the speakers finished, the students sorted themselves by college, and Brian found the College of Arts & Science group, where his major was. As the group walked down the corridor towards a smaller lecture hall, Brian heard a familiar voice. “Hey Brian” He turned his head and saw Jake a few steps behind him, walking quickly as if he had been trying to catch up with him, a smile on his face that Brian knew well: relief to find someone he knew. “Oh, hey Jake. I didn’t know you were going to BU too.” “Yeah, I was going to go to USC, but then when I looked at how expensive plane tickets back and forth were, I decided maybe going to school so far away wasn’t as good an idea as I had planned.” He chuckled a bit, and Brian wondered if that was true, or if that was the story Jake had come up with to cover that he was afraid to go to school that far away. If it was the latter, Brian knew how he felt. “So, you in Arts & Sciences too?”, Jake continued as they walked down the hall. “Yeah, I think I’m going to do computer science, how about you?” Brian replied, trying really hard to keep his cool. It wasn’t abnormal for Jake to be talking to him, they had class together and were friendly enough. Still, they were here amidst a big crowd of future college students, but alone as the only ones who knew each other. Ever since Brian had begun to accept his sexuality, and his feelings about Jake, it had been harder to talk to him. He was afraid he was going to accidentally blurt something out that gave him away, or that he would find out that Jake was straight, an asshole, or otherwise unattainable. “Oh, cool, that makes sense for you. You always were wicked smaht”. Jake giggled at his cheesy attempt at an exaggerated Boston accent. “I’m international relations right now, but might do economics, I don’t know. It’s cool running in to you here, it’ll be good have a friend around.” Neither of them realized it, but they both blushed ever so slightly when Jake said that. Brian was thrilled to hear Jake refer to him as a friend and insinuate they’d be seeing more of each other, and Jake was worried he had been a bit too vulnerable with Brian. He didn’t know him well enough yet to be sure he wouldn’t be judged. The two boys spent the rest of the day together. With Jake around, it was easier for Brian to chat up some other new people, but neither of them ever broke away from the other. They decided to go to the same info sessions, walked around the activities fair together, and chatted about what dorms they wanted to live in. As they walked out of the housing session and sat down outside to figure out where they were supposed to go next, Jake was looking at his phone as he asked “Um, so, what would you think about being my roommate? I mean, I don’t know if you’re wanting to meet new people or whatever and I know we don’t know each other super well so no worries at all if you’re not interested but I just thought it might be cool.” He looked over at Brian quickly to see if he could sneak a peak at his reaction. Brian could sense the nerves in Jake’s rambling question. One of the benefits of being a quiet kid was he was skilled in empathy; plus he recognized those nerves in himself. He never expected to hear them from Jake, though, who always gave off such a confident air at school. Brian couldn’t be sure of what was provoking the nerves, but his heart fluttered at his suspicion, or maybe his hope, that Jake was nervous for the same reason Brian had been nervous all day. And now, he had a chance to share a room with his crush, which could be great, but could also be a disaster. “Umm…” Brian began to respond. “I won’t be offended if you don’t want to, I get it.” Jake rushed to interject. “No, no, I think that would be awesome!” Brian responded just as quickly, letting instinct reply after he began to sense Jake’s disappointment. Brian was beaming inside. He was beginning to really think that their day together had been more than coincidence and convenience; that it had indeed been filled with chemistry. If he had more confidence in himself, and if he wasn’t still in totally in the closet, he might have asked Jake out right then; that’s how sure he was that their interactions that day weren’t normal, and that they were was a spark between the two 18 year olds. His mood quickly soured, however, when the pair were sitting in the day’s final session, a mishmash of add-ons that were combined in to one. Campus security, ID cards, sexual health… Brian’s heart sunk, from the highest place it had ever been, deep down in to the pit of his stomach as the presenter talked about the health center’s resources and free, no-questions-asked STD tests. It was the first time all day that he had thought about what had otherwise consumed him that weekend. He was sure that, if he was poz, this was all ruined. As Jake and Brian walked together back to the parking garage, Brian barely spoke. Jake noticed the consternation on Brian’s face; their friendship already strengthened immeasurably over the course of just one day. As they got to Jake’s car, which was closer then Brian’s, Jake asked “Are you okay Brian? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “Oh, yeah, sorry, I’m fine.” “You sure?” he asked as he opened the passenger door of his car and dropped all the swag he picked up that day on the backseat. Brian could see the genuine look of concern on Jake’s face. “Yes, yes, thanks” Brian smiled wide as his feelings for Jake took back control of his attention. “Hey, I’m really happy we ran in to each other. Thanks for keeping me company. I’m excited to be your roommate this fall.” “Me too Brian… Um, I’ll see you at school tomorrow, huh?” “Yeah, absolutely! I can’t wait!” Brian replied before he could catch himself. The sparks were flying now. Everything said had been innocuous, but it had all been said with just a little more emotion than would have been normal for two straight boys. They could both sense it, too. Jake decided in that moment to take a chance. He took Brian’s hand in his own, quickly leaned in, and kissed him. Brian was stunned, and Jake didn’t hold the kiss more than a few seconds, worried he had made a gigantic mistake. He pulled away and looked in terror at Brian’s face for a reaction. “Oh, I’m sorr…” he started to say. Brian recovered from his split-second paralysis and squeezed Jake’s hand an instant before he could pull it away. In one swift motion, he pulled Jake back towards him, moved his free hand to Jake’s neck, and connected for another kiss. This time it lasted a bit longer, as they made out with each other for a brief moment or two before disconnecting. Brian took a step back, caught his breath, and with wide eyes and a gigantic smile across his face, confessed “I’ve been wanting that for a long time”. “With me?” Jake asked lightly as his voice quivered, genuinely unsure if that’s what Brian meant. “Yes, with you.” “Cool” They both laughed at Jake’s Han Solo-esque response. A group of other students had come in the parking garage and were heading towards them, so Brian calmly let go of Jake’s hand. He wasn’t afraid of being caught with a boy (in fact, he craved that); he just didn’t want to cause a scene. “So, I’ll see you tomorrow then?” asked Brian. “Can’t wait.” Brian turned and walked away down the row of parked cars, glancing back with a smile towards Jake, who was watching him leave before getting in his own car. When Brian finally got to the Jeep, he sat down in his drivers seat, put his head back, and took a big deep breath. He couldn’t help but give a little fist pump to himself; he had never felt so happy in his life. It was tempered slightly by the nagging concern of how the weekend’s pozzing adventure was going to affect his new relationship with Jake. But he put that aside for the moment and drove home happy, singing along with the radio at the top of his lungs.

It was about 6:30 on a Thursday when I left the Wall Street and headed for the home. Usually the subways are crowded well into the evening, but when I got to the station, it was deserted. I headed toward the end of the platform where I usually catch the train. There, behind a post, was this attractive suit, 30’s, blonde, blue eyes, no ring of any sort. Just my type. He looked kind of frazzled after a hard day’s work, his guard down but not out. So for lack of anything else to do, I cruised him. On the nearly empty train I sat across the aisle from him so I could stare at his crotch. It was pretty obvious what I was doing. He got the message and cupped his groin. 10 minutes into Brooklyn he got off, and I followed. On the platform, we introduced ourselves. He was Kevin, single, 31, and horny. The feeling was mutual, and we hauled ass for his apartment. Soon as the door slammed behind us, we began to make out. After an eternity of kissing, groping, probing, and haphazard disrobing, he led me into the bedroom. He was worth the wait, pretty awesome with his clothes off, well-built, toned, with a juicy cock and an even juicier ass. I asked him if he were top or bottom, and he said both. We sucked and played with each other, and then I asked him to fuck me. He put on a condom. I hate the damn things. He told me he was neg. But I wouldn’t hold that against him. After a while I told him I wanted to fuck him; and he was seemed pleased with my suggestion. Since this Roman used condoms, I played by the house rules and grabbed one of his rubbers. I fucked him wearing the condom till I got his ass nice and sloppy with lube and spit. I started to jerk him while I fucked him, doubling his pleasure. I pulled out and asked him to get on his knees. I fingered his ass with one hand while I pulled my condom off with the other—carefully concealing it beneath the sheet. That accomplished, I shoved my bare cock up his hole and really started to ram him. I worked his tits and slammed my bare cock up his ass for a good 20 minutes. As my cum came to a boil, I shoved my pulsing cock in deep into his ass. A week’s worth of poz jizz shot into his guts. Mission accomplished! I pumped him a bit longer to massage it in real good. Of course he had no idea I had fucked him raw. He moaned and writhed and played right into my hands as I poisoned his sweet neg ass. In the business of pozzing, the technique of pulling out is as important as the way you get it in. The name of the game is to avoid suspicion. I pulled my condom from under the sheet; and slipped it over my dick head to make it look like it had mostly come off as I pulled out. Then I made sure Kev saw me pull it completely off. I kept my hand over the empty reservoir to conceal it. I finished by sucking him off so he’d want more when it came time to reseed him. True to form, he gave me his phone number and practically begged to call him over the weekend. I’ll oblige, because I want to make sure he gets properly seeded. Then I want to keep in touch until his next HIV test. I’ll be so shocked when he tells me he’s poz. “Oh, Kevin! Do you know who did it? With the meds these days, it’s no big deal. Long as you keep a strict regimen and take all the pills the doctor orders. You won’t get sick and die. You’ll be able to keep on working. Depending how you feel about it, you can even bareback now. That’s the positive. No one has to know. There are guys who do that, you know. Gee, Kevin, do you think I ought to get tested?”

[think before following links] http://www.xnxx.com/video-stqkvc5/gay_bare_breeding damn i'm down for a breeding like this!

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

The slam gangbang wasn't going to fit in the ice fishing hut so I moved the sling to our basement wreck room. Every guy I invited was a top or vers and either had experience getting slammed or was looking for the opportunity. A special HIV blood slam donor for Mike was among the crowd. It was Mike's friend from the Las Vegas trip. He had won his wager and now sported a huge viral load. The biggest surprise was my neighbor Flint. Our wives were going to be away shopping and he, like me, wanted to experiment with his wild side. I made sure my bar was well stocked for the party. Mike provided lots of white powder to sniff. My drug dealer had lots of experience with slamming chrystal meth and was a straight top that enjoyed tapping a gay ass from time to time: as long as the gay or bi guy was butch. It seemed every participant brought their own favorite brand of poppers. And of course the lube I provided was laced to guarentee a horny good time for bottom and top alike. When I realized the extent of intoxicating power in the room I wanted to encourage every guy to set 911 on their speed dial. I was terrified and the adrenaline rush that caused had me hornier than a school boy even before I had any intoxicants in my system. When everyone was well lubricated from booze and a few lines Mike's buddy plugged his play list into my sound system. He turned up the volume to "It's Raining Men." He moved to the center of the floor and proclaimed for all to hear. "Great start fellas, let's step it up a bit." He was already starting an erotic striptease slowly and seductively unbuttoning his stylish transparent floral shirt. His arms, chest and eight pack were very well developed and adorned perfectly with lots of tribal tattoos. He held every man's attention as his shirt hit the floor. His hips gyrated and he started unbuttoning his tight butt accentuating jeans as he danced around the circle planting a passionate kiss on every guy's lips. He recruited assistants to remove his boots, socks and jeans revealing his 10 and a 1/2 inch erection which he stood and stroking to the music. It was one of those beautiful cocks with a perfect upward curve that any bottom knows will nail their prostate just right. He danced over to Mike, pulling Mike's shirt over his head revealing Mike's beautiful hairy body. Others pitched in to get Mike fully naked. Mike was escorted to the sling and helped into it. Mike protested, "I'm not a bottom." His poz friend put a shushing finger to his lips. A circle of semi clad mostly naked men now stood around the occupied sling. My jock strap wearing dealer administered Mike's first meth slam. Arm in the air, coughing jag finished Mike's saucer eyes showed he was ready. Mike's poz friend put a needle to his own arm and began to carefully draw a plunger full of tainted blood. Every guys cock was out and rock hard as he slowly, directly and seductively delivered the blood slam into Mike's vein. Mike was so overcome with emotion that tears of joy streamed down his face. Viral blood slam delivered Mike's poz friend moved in between Mike's stirruped legs and his naked cock taped at Mike's vulnerable hole. Mike smiled big time finding enough energy to gently push the fuck tool away. "My arm's all you get. Fuck! I'm so fuckin high and horny I need to get out of this thing and fuck one of your holes." While Mike was assisted out of the sling my drug dealer slammed Mike's friend, me, and Flint. Mike's raw cock was up my ass as soon as my coughing jag ended. It felt amazing! Mike's poz friend was in the sling with Flint's naked monster pounding his ass into next week. By now it was hard to hear anything over the coughing, groans and rutting throughout the room. However I did hear Flint speak to Mike's friend. "I'm so fuckin horny. I need to give up my ass. Give me my first fuck ever." Mike's friend smiled and said, "Take your pick man. Every guy in this room would love to break your gorgeous hairy bear cherry I'm sure." "Fuck that," responded Flint. "I want your cock and load man." "You sure?! I'll likely knock you up." "I don't want pozed but I'm not passing up this gamble. I'm just too fuckin horny for your big cock man, and you alone. " As Flint climbed in the sling Mike's friend asked if I was okay with him giving his first load to Flint. It was supposed to be my gangbang after all. I gave my surprised enthusiastic assent as another naked cock pushed up my ass. When Mike's friend was getting close we heard Flint bellow, "Give it to me man! Just try to poz this negative bear ass. Give it your best shot. Fill me ...awgh ...FUCK ...FUCK... FUCK. You're unloading aren't you?! ... Fuck, fuck ... what did I just do? What the fucking hell did I just do?!"

Ok, I'm going to disagree here a little , not to just to be opositional, or just to hear myself blether, but because I'm still smarting from a loss of a good friend. Alex was a great friend,for a few years, smart ( computer engineer specializing in voice assisted software), honest, kind, enjoyable, and a true confidante. We hung out at least a one Saturday a month, and even travelled together to nude beach resorts in the Carribean, ( where I attempted with some success to seduce men, and he women. And we had an arrangement as to when to vacate the hotel room for a little while so we could get a groove on with our respective new friends.) Yeah, he was/is hot, Cuban parentage , about 5'7'', brown curly hair, a nice 7 incher ( uncut). But honestly, as he was straight , I enjoyed his friendship and it was a bonus that he was also eye candy. Imagine my delight , when one summer afternoon, we were at my place, changing into swimming trunks to go down to the pool, when he looked at me and laughed , smiled at my groin and said ( verbatim): " You know you're always hard" ( not true, but I was right then). He then knelt down on his knees and started to give me a delicious blowjob. I didn't climax, and in about 10 minutes I knelt besides him and returned the favor. The smoothness of his cock was like silk, and my tounge played with his foreskin. We laughed , went downstairs, swam and had lunch. After that afternoon, he tended to avoid me, and we never hung out again, I called him a few times, and he begged off getting together as he was busy at work. My point: He initiated the sex, ( yes I get erect from time to time spontaneously, who doesn't ), but in the end I lost a good friend. My advice: don't go there, even if it's initiated ( sex play that is) on his part, you still might get punished and lose a friend.

It disappoints me to see that of all the posts in this thread, this is the one that receives a downvote. What great crime have I committed except express an opinion that racial injustice should not be brought into a discussion on trans rights? Has political debate reached such a level of toxicity that even a suggestion of this sort needs to be punished in this way? @BootmanLAand I are fighting the same war for a better, more harmonious world. Sometimes I might disagree with his methods and his tactics, and from time to time I would like to be able to point this out, without incurring such hostility. It is not as if I posted something along the lines of “Trans men should fuck off and get their own camp”. That might have deserved a downvote. A reasoned call for cautious and thoughtful debate does not. If the intention was to hurt, you have succeeded @Tavros : well done! Has it contributed anything meaningful to the debate? No, it has not. I am fairly thick-skinned, and won’t let your action put me off my fight for societal change through reasoned, civilized debate. But I wonder how many other good people out there are put off from making valuable contributions to this discussion and others, because they fear being burned in this way. Your actions alienate potential allies in the struggle for a better world, and you do a disservice to all those who need our support.

A number of my bottoms use a long toy to help the clean out process when they are playing with me. And that's on top of a good diet and a shower shot. It seems to be very effective.

I think the voyeur in me reacts the same as you suggest. I actual have started to be more 'aware' of the camera guy in amateur porn getting caught in a mirror, or a reflection on a window.... and it turns my crank. Especially if the guy doing the recording is naked as well. I have gone into rewind mode a number of times after catching a scene like that and re-played just to watch the camera man actions... LOL. (I'm typically watching the rutting and the camera guy is a peripheral motion). I have a good buddy that absolutely LOVES filming couples suck and fuck.... every now and then, he forgets himself and starts talking dirty to one or both of us... it is cool to hear his voice suggesting we try this or that... or commenting on how much cum is dripping from a face or from a freshly fucked hole. His payment for services is his choice of a great blowjob or dumping a big load in my guts. He really likes being second man inside.... and has done some point-of-view taping of him fucking my hole. Which again, is pretty hot stuff. Great subject... cheers!

If you hadn't take the son's blindfold off, I would give you a total pass. It wouldn't have hurt either of them, and you would have gotten your fantasy of seeing a dad fuck his son. Traumatizing the son seems like pure sadism on your part. Also, I observe you chose to hurt the one less likely to be able to retaliate. You're a class act.

There was no conflation of race and gender in @BootmanLA's post. I think what you are actually objecting to is that there was an implied equivalency, and that you'd assert the two terms are not equivalent and therefore not interchangeable or comparable. The problem with that assertion is there is a lot of anti-discrimination law written protecting race, ethnicity, and gender (among other attributes) using common language. On the face of it I don't think your assertion stands up to scrutiny. In response, I'd assert that the simple "attribute substitution test" that @BootmanLA used is a valid check to identify if an *act* is discriminatory independent of the attribute it's targeting.

Opening statement: What I have written below I have already done so, with great thought and with much time over the past few days. Thus by no means is this a knee jerk reaction. I do wish to point out before we get going is that I am explicitly genuine and sincere with what I have already written in regards to how I understand and see things from my perspective (I have a right to my own thoughts) and in no way am I trying to be difficult. If I receive any belligerent responses to this, then that will just completely cement my vision (rapidly increasing) of leaving here entirely. I deserve courtesy, as we all do. Okay, let's get started: "Bug chasing still very much ALLOWED" - I would see that as self harm taking into account the premise behind the rest of the new rules - policies - bans. "HIV Fetish still very much ALLOWED" - But HIV is permanent! And more importantly, it leads onto "AIDS" (harm to the body). Even left untreated HIV very slowly harms the body, daily. If fetishizing STI's is banned for the reasons given then my logic would see this extended to banning HIV Fetish also. Keeping HIV Fetish could also see those that cannot discern between fantasy and reality ditching their PrEP, (self harm). "Fantasizing about things often turns into real-life behavior" - Fair enough comment. Again using my logic, surely the Chem Sex Fiction section should be completely removed based on what this fair enough comment actually could indicate, for example; Real life drug taking = Self harm. Indeed, ALL drugs are Liver toxic, there is no exception, not to mention what happens to all the other life sustaining organs. In fact, wouldn't banning "all" expression of fantasy behaviour if it has the potential to become a (self harm behaviour) reality be the way to go? I say this purely because again it makes logical sense. Personally I view fact vs fiction in a very simple and logical way in that the two are entirely different and separate. However, if there are individuals who take what is clearly fiction quite literally (which I would not have thought on a place like BZ) then yes, I can most definitely see there being issues. I get that. I really do. On a factual level (way beyond the realms of fiction), there is a particular individual who I have seen talking about their sexual behaviour which leaves me questioning if they are crossing the barrier into actual harmful behaviour towards others. It does seem to be that way. What I sometimes read does not sit very well with me at all; and I am very open minded so for me to say that really does speak volumes. With the previous paragraph in mind and merely thinking out aloud, wouldn't something as simple as fetishizing RAW/bareback sex encourage others who are currently practising safe sex to take potential life changing risks (self harm.) Having unprotected sex is taking risks and the participant(s) could be seen as ''self harming'', especially if a neg guy KNOWINGLY has sex with a detectable guy with the intention of converting. With this in mind, should even fetishizing RAW/bareback sex be banned? On another note, there is another user who I often see in response to others and without provocation be extremely belligerent, and sometimes generalised name calling (show some manners and civility please) whenever someone says something that does not fit his personal intolerant, illiberal and hostile narrative. I have never seen him told to be civil by a moderator, like others are when they are being unsavoury. Being on the receiving end of these unneccessay venomous behavioural traits can make someone feel very low about themselves, and as body and mind are inextricably linked then that would most definitely be a form of harm as I would perceive it. I do have a decent understanding of the Nervous and Endocrine systems; affect the natural equilibrium of these intricate systems and harm to the body WILL be caused! From a fictitious perspective, I have written a lot of twisted stuff, much of it involving an array of STI's. With the imminent rule changes concerning this I have contacted a moderator, and at my request six of my stories are to be deleted (instead of edited) with immediate effect. I have just made contact to request a seventh to get the chop. To be honest, I now feel exceptionally uncomfortable that they're there knowing of the new rules, policies, and bans in place. I will not rest easy until they have all been completely deleted. Another life lesson learned! As a very close friend would say; ''Guard up. Shutters down.'' And that is where I am at now ... Big time! Conclusion: If banning certain elements on this site that have previously been allowed due to those that cannot discern between fantasy and reality, OR even not being able to read about something that could potentially cause the reader harm later on whether it be unintentional or self inflicted by just forgetting about it and moving on, then that in itself could lend itself to many other elements of this site that have escaped the new rules for which I have covered above. Food for thought. Lastly, I have been thinking for the past year or so about deleting my profile in it's entirety. It does cause me distress (harm) when I inadvertently see a certain aforementioned individual be terribly belligerent towards others (this is something I feel extremely strongly about.) It is completely unacceptable to be anything other than civil, and I happen to care deeply for my fellow Man. I have my sub's (online training for now) telephone number so that is all I really need and desire. My precious health (what is left of it) comes above anything and anyone else. Edit: From this afternoon onwards the feelings of leaving this community which I really don't want to leave are getting too intense to ignore. I no longer feel safe here at all now (it was my one safe space), and now feel completely exposed. Now in the process of tying up loose ends (obtaining contact details, etc). A special thank you to drscorpio who is a right gem; A wonderful man! All the best.

@rawTOP I’m not going to wade into the discussion too much except to say this. When I came across BZ, it was a revelation. I found others shared my passions and I want to thank you for that. I’ve made contact with some great guys on here and met up with a couple. BZ is the site I visit more often than any other. It’s usually the one I look at first every day. Nothing you have decided, or written subsequently since your initial post on this thread, will change that one jot.

This times a hundred.

Seriously, you're going to trash what I'm doing because of an error rate of 6 out of millions of hookups? SMH… I posted the study to the HIV/Sexual Health sub-forum a few years ago. Poz guys who never progress to AIDS, and are meds compliant actually live slightly longer than neg guys (though with more complications along the way). The theory on why they live longer is that they're seeing their doctor more frequently so problems are caught quickly and dealt with before they become major issues. You've never had free speech on privately owned websites. This has been the case since the web first started. It is not something new. Your right to free speech only entitles you to start your own website and take on the legal liability for what happens on that website. These are simply things I don't want to be associated with. Things I see as harmful to our community. I believe I have a responsibility to do what I can to mitigate their negative effects. The other issue is that barebacking and being poz are being equated with inevitable significant disability and death. Our community worked hard to shed that image after ARVs brought an end to the AIDS crisis. It harms the poz community for that image to be perpetuated. For the most part I've hidden threads. In a few cases I've edited some of the text to make the post compliant. But when someone starts a thread with (paraphrasing) "Isn't isn't death and illness sexy? I wanna get sick and die." - there's just no way to fix a thread that starts like that.

You joined last month and ^^^this^^^ is your 2nd post. You don't have a clue what the site used to be like.

@Sum1 — trust me, having gonorrhea sucks. Getting syphilis is even worse. You’re not missing anything. Been there done all that far too many times.

I'd been wanting to get spit roasted for some time, but I live in a small city which makes for slim pickings. We have some porn theaters in town, but they can be touch and go. So as you can guess, I spend a fuck load of time on the internet. So one day on the internet I saw an add for a couple of guys visiting from out of town. After exchanging very few emails, I knew these two guys were my type: shorter than 6', football builds, Hispanic and dark hairy chests. They were both tops and that suited this bottom fine. They mentioned they would have condoms and lube and wanted to do this semi-public. They also said I was their type: a 6' tall otter, slim build and good looks with a beard...college boy type. I suggested on the theaters that had both glory holes and a large theatre. That way, if they were flakes, I could try my luck at the gloryholes. The two liked the idea and asked if I liked poppers. My answer was straightforward: poppers are the extent of my current drug use with sex and as far as I would go. They replied, "Same here." We decided on 11pm that evening. I did my douching around 9pm and left an hour later. My joint glowed in the wind of the rolled down windows as my tunes blasted into the night. I got to the theatre pretty blazed and noted there were a good amount of cars in the lot. So I decided to check out the glory holes first since I had arrived a bit early. I set up in a booth with glory holes on either end. There were a couple of tall rugged guys there and I was hoping I would get a taste of cum since I assumed the two tops I was meeting would be cumming in the condoms up my ass. I heard this guy enter the booth to my right. I kept my eyes on the porn. Usually guys try and sneak a peak at their potential cocksucker slut, but this guy just stuck a 7" dick through, uncut. I fucking love uncut dicks. I went to town on the hairy shaft. "Shit...", I thought, "this has got to be truck driver or a country guy." This was only because his dick was rough and hairy, no primping with this guy. My cottonmouth was coming on hard and I could tell it was affecting the blowjob. The guy pulled off and wagged his dick through the glory-hole. He was hairy from head to toe. God, if those two dudes show up I am gonna be one happy cock slut. Just then I heard someone enter the booth to my left. I couldn't take my eyes off this trucker though. His hand came down with a drink and a straw in a large styrofoam cup. "Drink this, wet that mouth for me." I did. I swallowed large gulps and kept a bit in my mouth on the last sip to slosh around and keep it wet. He stuck his dick back through and I stood up a bit to give my knees a rest and was just bent over, unknowingly showing off my ripe cherry to the glory-hole behind me. As I sucked on the trucker an odd head-rush came to me. I kept sucking on the guy's cock, but felt really . . . well, higher. Almost like I was on X or G! That guy had G in the cup. It had been awhile, but since I knew what I was in for, I did not complain and just kept going. I felt the dude in the other booth moving around and blowing air on my pucker. I decided, "Let's get some good ass play if the other dude is up for it." I inched backwards and felt my ass hit the wall behind me, my back arched and I could feel fingers spread my cheeks. Then a wet, lubed finger penetrated my hole and started loosening it up. I felt the guy tap my ass with a small bottle. I reached back and took the poppers. I took a sniff and then the trucker pulled his dick out of my mouth. He bent down and his eyes met mine. "Give me those poppers." . . . I did. His hand stretched up to my nose. His index finger held one nare closed and the others pressed the open poppers to my open nostril. "Sniff you slut!" . . . I did. He kept it there for about 3 breath cycles in both nares. My head spun and I felt something larger at my well lubed and now welcoming shit hole. I turned around. There was a good 8" hispanic dick right there. I went to town on it. I did not want a bare dick up my ass. And then I felt the truckers hands on my crotch as he positioned my hole for his access. I felt fingers massage my pucker as I deep throated a hot brown cock. Then I felt the trucker's 7-incher penetrate my hole. "I don't want bare cock!, my mind screamed. But what really came out of my mouth was, "Give me your bare cock sir!" I was in deep and I knew it. I did not know the status of these two guys, but I didn't care. I could feel my hole open up. He went slowly at first and then started full speed. He did not last long. I felt his hot cum pulse into my ass and then he pulled out. I heard him say: "Here is something for you, I bet you got a long night ahead of you." I felt two fingers in my hole quickly enter and go. He then capped my hole with his fingers and said: "Keep it in there for a bit." It? What could it be? Then a rush came, a familiar rush . . . a booty bump. Wow people were generous with their drugs tonight. I got off the hot cock, turned around and spread my cheeks wide. I took three hits off the poppers and let the man fuck me bare. I could feel him enter and just thrust. He thrusted for a bit and my head just whirled. My dick was a raging hard on and I could feel the guy start going deep. He was about to cum. "Fuck, take this load you fucking whore!", he screamed. . . . I did. When he pulled out, a cloud lifted. Shit! The time, right? It was 11:07pm. I would be fashionably late. I picked up with slutty dignity I had left the booths and entered the theatre. It was not full at all. The two guys were dressed like they said and they saw me as I leaned up the back wall. They moved in closer and I saw two hot dark Hispanics with two football builds, huge chests, hairy and baseball caps. They both took them off and put them on backwards. This was going to be hot. I must have looked a bit sweaty and one said: "Shit bro, was that you getting rammed?" "Yeah, I got here early." "Then why did we even bring lube?!? Let's get your undressed!" They stripped me down bare. It was a theatre in a porn store and I was the night's dish. I started sucking their cocks together and both were beyond 7", but not 9" each. I didn't care. I wanted dick. They both got hard quickly and got me in spit roasted position. Top #1 looked a bit older and got my ass first while I sucked the younger guy's, Top #2, rod. I could here #1 take his bare dick and slap it against my wet and gushing hole. I heard a condom come out of its package and #1!slap it on. He entered with a moan, "Ooooohhhh, fuck, what a nice wet pussy. Dude, you are gonna cum so quickly!", he joked with his friend. "Naw, with the condom on it takes me longer." "Right! Awesome, well I just gotta keep my rhythm with this ass. What do you have up there? A whole bottle of lube?" I had no idea how much the other two had cum in my ass, but it must have been a lot. #1 just kept a nice pace, moaning the whole time. I could hear the doors opening and closing and see about 3-4 other dudes watching and stroking. One guy came up and I recognized his pants as the hispanic dick, the guy who had the poppers. He took them out and made me take a couple sniffs. I did, one . . . two . . . three sniffs. I felt the top speed up and then I heard, "Shit, bro, hand me another condom. This one broke." The other top started searching and gave him another. He opened it and put it on. One thrust, two thrusts, three thrusts, ".... SHIT! This one broke too." The two tops looked at each other while I kept sucking Top #2's dick. I heard whispering. I felt Top #1 caress my hairy chest and bring me upright with his dick still in. He whispered, "You like bare dick man?" "Yeah, I do." "You neg?" "Yeah, neg." "My bro and I here are both poz and we just found out. That's why we wanted to fuck you safely." I gave him a smile and said, "We tried." I bent over and started going over Top #2's long brown shaft. Top #1 just started pounding... "You want my poz cum you whore? You want my babies up in you and infecting you?" "Yes sir!" He screamed and shot a huge load up in me. He paused and kept his dick in. "Bro, get over here. If I take my dick out that cum is not going to stay in. You have to pound it in." Top #2 kept me upright as he switched positions with Top #1. I felt some cum leak out and a guy lick it off my legs. I was upright again and someone had pulled out a rig. I could feel the tightening of my arm, the insertion of a needle and then a rush of heat accompanied by a cough. I got bent over and a new cock was in my mouth. Top #2 started slamming me and I moaned, and moaned and moaned. I did not care. The chemicals were spinning me beyond sex and into a new world. Top #2 did not last long bare. He came within a couple of minutes. I am truly unsure what happened after that. I know I went over to a bench and put my legs up. I know the hispanic dude repeated and a couple other dudes munched on my hole for sloppy seconds, thirds, whatever . . . . I'm poz now and I have a steady boyfriend. We both got pozzed in similar ways, so we sometimes try and repeat those scenarios between us and our poz friends. I'm sure my conversion will never be surpassed.

I only touch my cock when I am told to do so by the top. Sometimes they want you to get off, so you can really feel the fuck. Sometimes they just get turned on by watching you stroke. Other than that, I have no real desire to play with my cock while I am being fucked. Feeling what I feel from my hole is all I need.

This how I can best describe the black/minority issue: Say I was in a bad car accident and I was awarded a large sum of money. But the judge decided that because there were other folks who had accidents, some minor fender benders, some bike accidents, some not as bad as mine, I needed to split my money with all the other victims. I also had to split with folks who don’t have a car because one day, they may be in an accident, and they needed compensation as well. Would that be fair? This is what I mean about other groups trying to parlay rights/benefit of if the struggle of black people. I can find numerous examples in history, going back to the 1800s where powerful “cross dressing” or trans men have developed anti black policy and propaganda. I challenge you to find ONE powerful black person who has written anti-trans legislation. Again, that is a myth that gay black men have some power or status over trans white men. I have nothing against trans people, and it wouldn’t bother me if they were at the campground. This is not a black vs. trans issue. But don’t use my experiences to advocate for someone else’s benefits. One a side note, statistics are now showing the “in the gate” (ie Integration) approach did not work for black people, for many reasons. Maybe trans folks should take note and buy their own campground and regulate it as they see fit?

For what it's worth: I'm not suggesting that race and gender are "equivalent". But in terms of how people *respond* to them, I don't think there's a hell of a lot of difference. Toilet arguments are about a combination of privacy and safety; women legitimately worry about being molested or raped in areas where they may be exposed to a predator. Remarkably, most opposition to trans women in women's restrooms seems to come from cis MEN who think trans women are going to rape their women and children (perhaps betraying something of their own thought processes). In any event, at a campground like this - based on the bathroom analogy, the trans men there should be the ones most concerned about safety. The fact that they want to attend suggests that's not a concern, so the whole "bathroom" thing comes down to just another excuse. You may think there's a huge difference between responses to gender and race. I can assure you that in much of the country, that's simply not true. I've seen cruising/play at a public place come to a screeching halt among the white participants when a black man shows up. I've seen the white participants break off into smaller groups and move further out of sight so that the black guy is discouraged from pursuing. I've been at gay bars where a group of white guys will "close ranks" from being a formerly "open" stanced group if a black guy heads in their direction. (And conversely, just as some gay men fetishize trans gay men, I've seen some treat black men the same way - objectifying them sexually far beyond ordinary feelings of "that guy's hot.) I'm not out to make anyone look like a bigot. I'm out to push those who say they are NOT bigots to give me a rational basis to exclude trans gay men from a gay men's event other than "I don't want to look at a vagina, anywhere, at any time, during my visit, and I feel that so strongly that instead of taking reasonable effort to ensure I don't look at them, I want them barred from being anywhere I might look."

Ok, I have a different perspective. There is nothing so soul soaringly wonderful and gratifying as the sexual act with another man, either fucking or getting fucked, ( yeah, and add rimming in there). Of all the great pleasures in life, this is # 1. So as gay men we are blessed with that opportunity. Everything else is a distant second. We don't need drugs, and I have never understood chasing. 1) In terms of the gay lifestyle, I'm an unmitigated and embarrassing faliure. I look like a cross between a Wall Mart shopper and a Neanderthal. My straight men friends dress in elegant bespoke blue jeans with wood oak eyeglass frames, their homes are serenely cool with sleek Danish modern furniture and they actually know the names of the flowering plants in their yards. They serve , with dinner, small batch wines that are sent to them directly from the wineries and know how to make and serve flambee'd deserts during their candelight dinners that they hold for us ( including their gay friends) and we homos look at them in awe. I live in silent terror that that one of my straight men friends, for curiosity and giggles may seduce me , and later whisper among my friends their derision of my primitive sexual technique and crude lovemaking. And to add insult to injury, in terms of lifestyle, my straight men friends even have more appealing cocks. I sport a decent 7 incher, but its surrounded by a unruly bush that has never seen a razor. Their cocks sit lovingly on a pair of smooth shaved balls and a well manicured pubis. ( How do I Know? Here in Portland we have a rite in June where 12,000 of us get naked at dusk in a large city park and bicycle ride at night after dark , nude 12 miles through the city hooting and hollering to the tunes of bicycle DJ's with boom boxes, led by a police cavalcade, and ends in a hour long dance party in semidarkness, lit by torches at the waterfront.) So in terms of gay lifestyle, my straight men friends easily outgay me.

Since some of you are confused with the new policy and where the lines are drawn, here is a decision flow diagram which should clear things up… 1) Is this a case of a victim telling his story in a factual manner that’s not overly fetishized? Yes- ALLOWED No- continue to #2 2) Is this a case of a guy asking a sincere question? Yes- ALLOWED No- continue #3 3) Does the post try to initiate or specifically encourage illegal activity (not just mention it happened or generally discuss such activity)? No- continue to #4 Yes- 3.1) Is the illegality due to the criminalization of HIV or anti-LGBT laws? Yes- continue to #4 No- 3.2) Is it fictional? No- BANNED Yes- continue to #4 4) Does the activity physically harm other people? No- continue to #5 Yes- 4.1) Is it a real-life situation where the harm is temporary and limited to consensual participants? Yes- continue to #5 No - 4.2) Does this contribute to building a community of people who encourage each other to get debilitating illnesses and/or die? Yes - BANNED No- 4.3) Is it a real-life situation which is non-consensual but there is a way for victim to protect himself from harm? Yes- continue to #5 No- 4.4) Is it a fictional story that is likely to inspire others to engage in the harmful activity? (The more perceived consequences, the less likely it is that people will follow the example.) Yes- BANNED No- 4.5) Does this harm the sexual ecosystem of piggy gay guys? Yes- BANNED No- continue to #5 5) Othersise… ALLOWED. So let's go over a few cases: Consensual bug chasing / gift giving… ✅ 3.1) Where gift giving is illegal it's because of the criminalization of HIV – because these laws are proven to be counterproductive I'm not going to ban it for that reason. ✅ 4.3) Because neg guys can protect themselves from harm with PrEP. I won't ban it for the issue of harm. Encouraging others to get and spread STIs ❌ 3.0) Intentionally infecting another person with an STD is often considered assault, but is rarely prosecuted, so we continue to #4 ❌ 4.1) Not limited to consensual participants ❌ 4.2) Some STIs do cause debilitating illness and death if left untreated (syphilis, hepatitis) ❌ 4.3) No way for victim to protect himself ❌ 4.5) Upping the chances of catching an STD at a bathhouse or sex party harms the sexual ecosystem because fewer guys are willing to take the risk. Saying "AIDSy" looking guys are sexy ✅ 3) Not illegal ✅ 4) Harms no one Encouraging other guys to stay off meds and go "full blown" ✅ 3) Not illegal ❌ 4.1) Harm is likely to be permanent ❌ 4.2) Creates a community of people who encourage debilitating illness and death Consensual permanent scars ✅ 3.0) Because it's consensual it's unlikely to be considered assault. But the top does take a significant legal risk if sub later regrets his consent. ✅ 4.1) Not temporary, but is consensual ✅ 4.2) Even severe scars are rarely debilitating if treated promptly and properly Encouraging someone to engage in "Gainer Fetish" (intentionally overeating to become morbidly obsese)… ✅ 3.0) Not an illegal activity ❌ 4.2) A community of people encouraging each other to get debilitating diseases that will most likely lead to an early death. If you're wondering if something is allowed, just go through those questions.

What about profiles that mention STI's aside from HIV. I have something on my profile that I think would violate the new rules and obviously I don't want to do that. Should my profile be edited to remove that content or is the new rule just in regards to posts? Edit - I went ahead and removed it just to be on the safe side. @rawTOP thank you for all that you do to keep this site safe and running.

I appreciate checking suicidal ideation but I find some hot fantasy stories on this site that involve STIs which can be cured with treatment. I am a total slut and this site allows me a community where nobody judges me for ending up with STIs after a hedonistic evening of gluttony at my local bathhouse. That lack of judgment for risky sex illuminates the fantasy fiction found here and I fear your new STI ban perpetuates the stigma and leaves me feeling judged. If we want to discourage self-destruction, why allow irreversible castration talk of any sort while condemning STI fantasy fiction? I love this site and intend to stick around to see how this plays out, but remain concerned we’ve reached the beginning of the end of what makes the Backroom unique.

We finally had all the snow and ice melt here in Dallas and was a nice warm day yesterday getting up into the low 70s. I was out on the biking/jogging trail near me wearing just nylon basketball shorts and had my shirt off, seeing if guys were interested. Managed to hook up with two guys. First was this hot blonde kid jogging by shirtless, nice defined body. He clearly was checking me out so played with my cock through my shorts to see if he was interested. He circled back and we chatted a little and took it down into the concrete creek bed nearby. Started out sucking him and told him I was down for him to fuck me. He asked for condoms and lube but said I didn’t have any and was cool for taking him raw. He went for it but checked to make sure I was cool for him cumming inside me, told him I was and he blasted his seed in me. I asked him if he wanted it, he did but wasn’t sure about me cumming inside him, so told him I’d pull out to cum. I could tell he was super nervous and he admitted he didn’t usually let guys fuck him bare. His ass was nice and tight and I was close to cumming in no time. I pulled out to spurt my first pulse on his ass and quickly shoved my cock back in him to drain the last few spurts inside him. Normally I work more precum in a guy but at least I got to shoot some of my load in him and he seemed fine that I’d pulled out like I said I would. I kept stroking in him working up to a second load and again pulled out to cum, this time spurting more on his ass before sliding back in again. He laughed about it joking I was horny as fuck and I admitted I was. i was back on the trail after that and saw a cute chubbier Latino boy shirtless sitting on a stone. We chatted a little bit and I was direct about wanting to get fucked. He was down with that and we went down in the concrete creek bed nearby and he showed off his nice thick uncut cock. He didn’t mind I’d already been fucked and quickly pumped two loads balls deep in me before taking a load from me. I loved that he went for it no questions and didn’t care I’d already been bred raw...guessing he’s a nasty raunchy pig like me who just takes loads, no questions asked.

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

As a pure bottom i fantasize about being castrated and my dick just a small useless head only good for peeing. In real life since the cb6000s came on the market i am always locked up expect for a shower. It is part of me now. So i can concentrate on milking my topwith my cunt. And being in the position he requires.

Yup. Mine just rolls around putting out precum ropes and the better I'm getting fucked, the more juice my dick throws. Some top breeders really enjoy how much they can get me to make and spray as they thrust. I focus on the breeder and how he's experiencing my cunt.

I’ve been on a slow transition in this regard. I used to actively play with my cock while getting fucked. And while usually me ex would breed me first, he’d encourage me to shoot my own load afterwards. Over time, I’ve involved my cock less and less. First I stopped cumming with other guys, only doing it at home. Then I started wearing a jock and keeping my cock hidden away. Now I’m at the cage stage. My Sir has recently forbidden me to ever play with my cock again, and I’m only allowed pleasure myself through my cunt. Same goes for anyone fucking me: my cock is to be treated as if it doesn’t exist.

My favorite thing about being fucked from behind while standing and leaning against something is feeling my heavy cock swinging freely. Leaves me feeling so naked and exposed. Otherwise I rarely touch my cock while being fucked, I'm focused on the pleasure the raw cock is giving my ass. Sometimes a great fuck will just drive a hands free release of my load.

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

Went to a glory hole video store yesterday. Paid my$10 to get in, and was disappointed to see only two guys inside. Only one guy seemed interested at all, but nothing happened. So I left, and went to another store just down the street. The parking lot was packed! I went in, and every booth was full. In the back there is a room with a couch, so I went in and took off my clothes. Immediately a good looking older man waled up to me and pulled his cock out of his pants. Aa soon as I started licking, I looked up and saw four other men standing in line waiting their turn. Soon I felt fingers on my hole, and repositioned myself on the couch to be able to take it from both ends... I lost count of how many men came in me, but some couldn't wait and came on my back and ass while I was being used by others, making them come inside me. It was a wonderful day

Thanks @alexej2 and @novamax for the nice comments. Trying to put the English major to good use lol. This chapters a little longer than the previous couple. Part 16 Hunter led Tyler to the bedroom and shut the door once they were both inside. Tyler started to panic. What was this about and why would Hunter want to leave Chris and Casey alone together? "You seem really tense. I just wanted to bring you in here to see if I could help calm you down so that Casey wont get freaked out and run scared. Hes cute. We want him to stay." Tyler thought the royal we was a little much right now but didnt mention it. "I guess I just didnt realize that you had always planned the smoking to be part of us playing the whole time. I thought it was a thing you just happened to offer to us that once because you were in the mood." "I was. I am." "I just didnt tell Casey about it so I was worried but he just went with it just now so I think we're good. So lets go back--" "Did you take the hit from the pipe just now because everyone else was doing it or because you liked the feeling last time?" Tyler didnt know how to answer the question. He thought Hunter was looking for one or the other when the real answer was both. Hunter read the hesitation and opened the same drawer that he pulled the pipe out the last time Tyler was in this room. He pulled out that same pipe along with a torch. "Dont answer that. I get it. Here. Lets take a couple hits you and me and get you calmed down and then we'll go back ok?" Hunter did not give Tyler the opportunity to respond. He was already lighting the pipe and walking towards the boy. No matter what happened this day, Hunter wanted to be the one to convert this boy who was more beautiful than he remembered. Tyler saw that Hunter was going to take a hit first. He was thankful to have a little bit of time to collect his thoughts. So much was running through his head and the two hits he shared just a few minutes before were messing with him. But he didnt have the time he expected because Hunter was moving quickly close to Tyler to give him the shotgun. Tyler hadnt anticipated that move but just went with it and opened his mouth to take smoke into his lungs. But what happened in the living room also happened here. Hunter turned the shotgun into a deep kiss. Tyler melted into Hunter and met this mans passion with his own. The two were locked together and softly moaning into each others mouths. Tyler was reminded of Hunters forceful tongue from their first kiss. Those memories combined with the hits fueled the already horny boy. Hunter held Tyler and led him to the bed without breaking the kiss. Tyler could feel that he was tenting in his sweatpants and felt Hunters large hard cock through his shorts as it pressed against Tylers thigh. Tyler sat on the edge of the bed with Hunter still standing and looking down at him. He handed the pipe and torch to Tyler. " Go ahead. All yours. I did some before you guys got here so dont worry about me." Tyler thought for a moment about his revelation when they arrived at the house. Hunter was manipulating them. There was a plan that he was executing that included playing casual. Tyler knew that now even if he didnt know what the plan could be beyond getting everyone naked. But he wasnt able to think past that kiss and that hard cock that he saw but didnt touch the first time. He lit the pipe and started on his first hit. "Good boy" Hunter said as he kneeled down between Tylers legs. He grabbed at the elastic waistband and pulled at them forcing Tyler to raise his ass to let his sweatpants get taken to the ground. Hunter loved that Chris and Tyler didnt get Tina dick and loved the sound of a hard college cock slapping against a boys abs. None of it broke the hit the boy was taking. Hunter had him and was about to really have him. "Yeah boy. Keep taking those hits. I wanna see you get high for me." Hunter grabbed Tylers hard cock and began to slowly stroke it. It was already leaking a little precum. But Hunter here for this boys cock. ******************* Casey was mid hit when he and Chris heard Hunters bedroom door close. Neither was sure how to proceed. Do they continue with the shotgun or does Casey just blow the hit out? In their hesitation, Casey just blew his hit out. He wasnt sure how long he was supposed to hold these hits in. This was his first hit from a pipe after all and it turned out to be pretty big. He was starting to change but he wasnt sure exactly how. Chris watched the cloud disperse into the living room air. "Nice hit. Do you feel ok?" He didnt know Casey but Chris remembered the nervousness of doing t for the first time and just wanted to check in. "I think so but I think Im also definitely getting high." "Yeah? What do you feel?" "I dont really know. Just...different I guess." "Does it make you horny?" "I cant tell if I was just horny from before or if this is new because of the hits." "I guess all that matters is youre horny right?" Chris took the pipe and torch from Casey and did his own hit. Then he handed them back to Casey so he could take another. If they were going to wait for Tyler and Hunter to finish whatever they were doing they might as well get high in that time. "Yeah." Casey began to rub his crotch. He noticed that each hit would go straight to his cock. A tingling he never remembered feeling like this before. Chris noticed. "I know the feeling bro." Chris began to rub his crotch as he watched Casey. Casey noticed the staring and the rubbing when he handed Chris the pipe. They made eye contact, neither saying anything as they did the hand off. But before he put the pipe to his mouth, Chris asked Casey, "You wanna do a shotgun this time?" As they were getting higher what they were thinking more and more about but still hadnt said was what the other had done with Tyler. There was a competition between them driven by that unknown but was fueling this moment alone between them. It could easily have gotten aggressive if thats where these boys heads were but that wasnt who they were. Chris was also wondering what Tyler had or hadnt told Casey about the first time they were in this house just as Casey wondered what it is that happened. Casey never saw Tyler as being the casual drug user type but this seemed chill and safe. He couldnt see the harm in Hunter or getting a little high every so often if thats what Tyler was up for. Their curiosity and these hits made them want to see what might happen for as long as they were alone. "Sure" Casey replied. As Chris leaned in neither was sure if this would lead to a kiss but both did want it. Chris moved close enough that their lips touched and both very tentatively brought their tongues out slightly. Just the feeling of their tongues grazing was enough and the two started to make out deep. Chris leaning further into Casey as they pressed themselves together with hands exploring each others chests and abs even as Chris held on to the pipe and torch. Just as with his shotgun with Tyler, Casey had to let go of the smoke while they were kissing. "Thats so hot" Chris said as they both took a breath. "Do you want another?" he asked as he offered what was in his hands to Casey. "Is it cool that we're doing this while theyre in there? I dont wanna smoke all his stuff and get him pissed or anything." "I'm sure its fine. Theyll probably be out in a second anyways." "What are they doing in there? Did something happen?" "I dont know. I think it should be ok." Chris was trying to be casual because he wanted this to continue. But he was also wondering if Hunter was going to try to get Tyler alone to share what had been already shared with him...Chris' guilt was hard to shake and part of him knew that there was danger involved for these two boys by coming here. But hearing the click of the torch and seeing this sexy guy do these hits for the first time with him, thinking about what it might do to him, made it impossible to stop. ********************** "Scoot back." Hunter stood up and gave Tyler a small push to encourage him to pull his legs up on to the bed. The boy did as he let go of his first hit with this pipe. "Nice cloud. Go ahead do another." Hunter climbed up onto the bed his hands gripping onto Tylers ankles and firmly massaging his way up his calves past his knees and up his thighs. He bent down and started kissing the boys inner thighs, all hard with muscle. He looked up as he licked the space between Tylers thigh and balls. The boy moaned as he held his hit in. "When you let that hit out blow it out down to your cock." Tyler nodded and then blew a cloud bigger than the first fogging the view that the two had of each other for a moment. "Fuck boy. Thats hot. You been practicing since that first time?" "No that was my first time and the last time I did it." "Youre doing great. Hold on to them for a second." Hunter raised himself up and pulled Tylers legs along with him propping them up on his shoulders. He knelt back down to get a closer look at the boys hole. "You and Casey have fucked before right?" "Yeah.' Tyler was embarrassed by the admission. Partly because he hadnt told anyone else yet and because he was feeling bad that the first person he told wasnt Chris. Hunter could see it on his face. "Don't worry. Theyre getting to know each other right now. Itll be fine." Tyler nodded. "You guys flip fuck or do you just bottom?" Hunter made sure to look the boy straight in the eye. Even with the hits lowering his inhibitions he was turning red. He really hadnt ever even thought about saying these things out loud. "It's ok. I'm just asking. You can tell me." With those last words Hunter teased Tylers hole with his tongue eliciting a gasp. He looked back into Tylers eyes. Tyler was looking right back. "You love to bottom dont you boy?" Tyler just nodded. Without hesitation, Hunter feasted on Tylers hole licking and probing in a way that created new sensations in the boy. Chris and Casey werent guys who seemed interested in rimming so this was something Tyler never really thought much about. After Hunters rim job there would be no turning back. He would insist that guys he was with rim him like this. His moans became increasingly louder and for a second he worried that Chris and Casey would hear him. But that second passed quickly. Hunter could feel the hole responding and opening up to him. This boy was a true bottom and he couldnt wait to get his first poz load into him. He pulled his head up and propped himself up as he crawled up to kiss the boy he was about to own. He could see in Tylers face the disappointment that the attention to his hole had stopped and also that hunger for something more. Hunter pulled himself from the kiss and looked down at Tyler. "Can I fuck you?" Tyler was a little caught off guard by how gentle Hunter was in asking the question. He recalled the conversations in health class about consent and he was seeing it play out now. Tyler took this to mean that Hunter wanted him to want it and enjoy it. He took it to mean Hunter would never do anything to hurt him. He looked down and saw that huge cock fully hard and looking like it was leaking. He didnt remember noticing Hunter take his shorts off but there was a lot happening and all that mattered now was that he was naked. Tyler nodded. "Yeah. Go slow ok?" Hunter kissed Tyler softly. "I will." Hunter took the pipe and torch from Tyler and told him to pull off his hoodie and the tshirt underneath. Hunter had forgotten how sexy the boy was and started to second guess the promise he had just made. He handed Tyler the pipe and torch again. "Take another two first. I'll grab some lube." Hunter wasnt sure if Tyler would say anything about condoms or being safe but he wasnt about to bring it up. Tyler did give it a moment but as the first of these two hits moved through his body he realized that he had never been fucked with a condom. Chris and Casey always fucked him raw and bred him. With Chris it had just happened the one time but it was pretty clear now that he and Casey would never use a condom together. By the time he was blowing out his second hit he had forgotten that the thought had even past his mind. By then, Hunter had his cock lubed and was pulling Tylers legs back up onto his shoulders. "You feeling good boy? Those were nice big hits. Love seeing that." Tyler nodded. He couldnt believe how much he wanted to feel this mans cock stratching him in ways that even Chris and Caseys werent big enough to do. "Go slow" he repeated. Hunter smiled and nodded in response. Hunter grabbed his slick hard cock and rubbed the head along Tylers crack finding the tight hole and resting it there. The two locked eyes as Hunter slowly pushed into Tyler. Tyler had learned to love the anticipation and the feeling of a cock head penetrating him. But this was something different. He didnt know what it was but it felt so much more intimate with this man. Hunter was easing the biggest cock Tyler had gotten fucked with yet and it had none of the clumsiness that was the second or third tries with Casey in this position. They didnt break their stare. Hunter spoke first. "You ok" he whispered. "Yeah youre in?" Hunter smiled. "Not yet. I'm about half way." Tylers eyes opened wider as he felt Hunter continue to push deeper. He gasped but not out of pain. He realized he wanted more. He wanted this man to touch something Casey and Chris couldnt. This was his first time with a real pro. He moaned deep. "You like that boy?" Tyler found he was a little out of breath now and moaned out a breathy "Yeah" as he grabbed his cock. Hunter remembered how things ended last time. Cum. Shame. Leave. He wanted to make things last this time. He stilled his body with just about an inch left. They were silent for a moment and Tyler explored this mans body with his hands grabbing on to his chest and bringing them down toward his abs and thighs. Tyler saw the tattoo that he remembered seeing the first time he was in this room and traced it with his finger. His concentration on this symbol he only recognized as a hazard sign was broken when Hunter pulled his gaze up to his eyes with a gentle finger on the boys chin. He looked deep into Tylers eyes. "I want you to remember this cock. I want you to crave it and come back for it whenever you need to be filled." Tyler had never been spoken to this way before and as he heard those words he realized that this was what he always wanted. He started to stroke his cock even harder. Hunter bent down still not pushing any further and kissed Tyler passionately, pulling the boys hand from between them and away from his cock. He took that arm and wrapped it around himself. Tyler understood and wrapped both his arms and tightened his legs around the man. This was it. Hunter pushed that last inch into the boy and along with it the weight of his body into Tylers hole. Both moaned into each others mouths. After years of breeding boys like this Hunter had learned to control his body so that he could cum multiple loads inside a hole without the boy suspecting as much. He didnt think Tyler was going to be kept from Hunters secret for long but he wanted to wait until he had a couple loads in him first. As they kissed Hunter could feel his first load building fast. This boy had gotten to him somehow. It was his innocence with the obvious undercurrent of a boy desperately wanting to be corrupted. As Hunter gyrated his hips balls deep into Tyler, the boy moaned something different. Like Hunter had hit a newly discovered spot. Hunter kept at that motion and the moaning became whimpers. Nothing got Hunter going like a college jock boy whimpering from his first massive cock and that moan triggered Hunters first load. With the two boys just out in the living room this wasnt the time to edge. He could feel it was a big load and Hunter had to exercise incredible control. He moaned with Tyler and did everything he could from the shaking that always accompanied a load this big. He tried to focus that energy into his mouth and probed Tyler with his tongue even deeper. When he finally found the end of his orgasm he couldnt believe he hadnt given himself away. Tyler was still in it and didnt seem to realize that he had just been delivered his very first poz load. Hunter pulled up to look at this boy. "You ok? You need a break?" It was Hunter who wanted to take a minute to fully recover from one of his hottest fucks in a while but he knew he would win points with a boy like Tyler if he showed care for him first. They hadnt been fucking for more than a couple minutes and Tyler wasnt tired or in pain and didnt think he needed a break but thought out of politeness that he should accept the offer. "Yeah ok." Hunter very slowly pulled out of Tyler looking down as the head popped out and noticing a drop of his cum leaking out. He laid down next to the boy and kept one hand at Tylers hole teasing it and probing it as they softly kissed. "Is this all ok? You feeling good?" Tyler nodded not knowing what to say. What he wanted to say was he felt good and he felt safe in this mans arms but he didnt want to seem like he was being clingy. The other two guys who had fucked him were just outside this room after all. And one of them was now just outside the door. Hunter and Tyler heard a soft knocking, the kind that said its ok if you dont hear this I dont want to intrude. They both heard it. Hunter casually responded "Come on in" while Tyler felt that shot of embarrassment that they were going to see him with Hunter and assume that they had fucked. It was too late because Chris walked in before Tyler could say anything at all. *********************** The restraint the boys used because they werent sure what was happening between Tyler and Hunter and how long they would be was gone after they each took three more hits from the pipe. They were both feeling the high and Casey was beginning to see that whatever tina was was making him as horny as he ever felt he had ever been before. The two were making out now without the pretense of the shotgun and they were both down to their boxers and socks. These boys and Tyler were tight athletic boys not really made from the gym but from growing up playing team sports. Being in shape was fine but bonding with a team of boys was always what made it all fun. Casey started to see how this could replace sports. Caseys curiosity had him picking up the pipe to see if there was a limit or whether he would just keep getting higher and hornier. So far he hadnt reached his limit. Every hit would force his hand to his cock and feel that electricity tingling through it. "You know whats weird? I kinda cant get hard but I'm hornier than fuck. Is that this?" Casey asked while holding the pipe. That question wasnt enough to stop him from taking another hit to keep the experiment going. He was too far gone now. "I dont know. It doesnt do that to me." Casey was getting the hang of hitting from the pipe. He let out another cloud. "I know. Looks big bro." "I guess.' Casey wasnt sure if it was false modesty or if he was sweetly innocent in that way like he thought Tyler was. "It's not as big as Hunters though. Or his friend." "His friend?" "Yeah last time I came over without Tyler and Hunter had this other guy over." "Oh thats hot. So you done the group thing with Hunter then." "Yeah but just that once. And that was my first time." Chris was high but he could never fully shake that Christian guilt. As if only getting fucked once by a hot poz guy while another guy watched would be ok for his friends and family back home. "But you also were here with Tyler before that right?" "Right. Twice." "Nice." "You?" "Nah. This is the first time I ever been in something like this. More than one guy. Drugs. Seems pretty chill though." "Yeah." There was that guilt again. Now would be the time to tell Casey to go. To save himself and stay neg. But that would be too much. Casey might try to save Tyler and it could turn out worse. What Chris wasnt admitting to himself was that he was liking getting high too much to want to not keep coming by Hunters anymore. Chris thought about trying another tactic. "You guys...fuck?" Casey handed the pipe to Chris. "Yeah. You mean me and Ty?" Chris had never heard him called Ty. He didnt know why but hearing it made him feel that sting of jealousy just a little more. "Yeah we do. We live down the hall from each other so you know. Its easy." "Yeah. Uh...you guys...do....both?" "Both? You mean like fuck and get fucked?" Chris nodded as he took his hit. "Nah I only top so we just do that." Chris almost in relief breathed out and exhaled his next word. "Nice." "Not if I cant get hard bro." Chris looked over as Casey reached into his boxers and stroked his soft cock. Meanwhile the head of Chris' cock was sticking out of the waistband of his boxers. "Sorry." Casey just shrugged it off as Chris put the pipe down and pulled Casey into another kiss. They felt sufficiently high to keep this kiss going. Both boys got more out of breath feeling each others chests pushing their torsos against each other and feeling the others cock through the fabric of their boxers. Just as Casey rubbed the head of Chris' cock with his hand and reached past it to take hold of his thick hard shaft, they were interrupted. ************************** As Chris opened Hunters bedroom door and walked in he had not given any thought to what he might see. He was too preoccupied with what was happening in the living room to give Tyler and Hunter any thought. So when he walked in and saw the two naked in bed the shock was too hard to cover. "Oh sorry I didnt--" From the door, Chris noticed what he thought might have been cum leaking out of Tylers hole. His legs were spread and Hunter was rubbing his inner thigh. "Um I can..." He was going to say wait but he actually couldnt. "Its ok. Whats up?" Hunter asked as he sat up in the bed. Tyler lay almost frozen as he and Chris looked at each other. What both men in bed also noticed was the Chris was down to his boxers which were very clearly tenting. "Uuhhhh it looks like theres a couple people at your door."

I had my house free all week. Did some jacking and worked my cunt. Wednesday I’m on squirt and said fuck it. Ten minutes later a 29-year-old 5-8, 180 dude showed up. He ate my pussy for a good 10 minutes and asked me to suck him. He was thick and about 7” when fully hard. A few hits of the lame-but-effective poppers and he was back eating my pussy. I felt him stand up and place the tip at my hole. He told me he was poz-undetectable and at that point I backed onto him and he slid in. He frosted me three times in about 20 minutes. These were the first known poz (undetectable or otherwise) loads I’ve ever taken.

Chapter Fourteen That weekend was wild. Saturday night Logan's friends left and the brothers railed me all night. I took both of their cocks for the first time and it was like coming home. I also watched Jack pound the fuck out of his little brother and knew that boy was going to be a hungry bottom in the future. The night ended with Logan riding my cock until he came hands free, his forehead covered in sweat and cum as he shot his load onto his face. Sunday Jack and I decided to just have some alone time, just the two of us. We spend most of the time fucking each other but as the day wore on the two of us laid in bed and just enjoyed being together. “So, how you feeling?” he asked me. “Right now or in general?” He chuckled “Both.” “Right now, I feel content and well fucked. In general...well I thought I would be more weirded out by having sex with guys, but honestly because you're with me, it isn't that weird, it feels right.” “I'm glad, I expected you to fight it more.” “Fight what?” “That you're a sub.” I looked at him confused. “Submissive, you like being told what to do.” “I do not,” I answered, and even knew as I said it I was lying. “Dude, you've been following what I said since junior high. You do whatever anyone says, always. It's no big deal, you just like being used.” The idea that I somehow wanted to be ordered around rubbed me the wrong way, even though I knew it was true. Jack had always been the one in charge, and I never had a problem with it at all. And he was right, I had always been a follower, just going with the flow. I never wanted to be in charge or control... “See?” he said watching me think it through, “It's not a bad thing Ev, it's just who you are.” “So I'm a bitch?”I asked, upset about the revelation. He moved on top of me, “You're my bitch, and you're whosoever bitch I say you are, but that is behind closed doors and in sex.” I wanted to be upset, but it was hard with him sitting on my cock, looking down at me possessively. “Look Ev, I'm not going to lie, I get off on watching you get fucked. It excites the shit out of me to watch you get railed by people. It makes me want to fuck you even more and I know you like it too.” I opened my mouth but he put his hand down on my throat and pressed. “I didn't say speak.” I closed my mouth before he started applying pressure. And just like that I started to get hard. “See? You're already turned on. This isn't something that's wrong with you and it doesn't make you lesser than anyone.” He ground his ass down against my hardness, “It's just what you're turned on by.” H leaned down and licked my lips, I extended my tongue to kiss him back but he pulled up, “You're mine, and that's just a fact. And you'll do anything I tell you to, period. And because you give me that trust, I will never make you do something you truly don't want to do. But you need to figure out now, there are things you want to do but you're afraid of it. Choices you will never make because of fear or ego or whatever, I will be making those choices for you and in the moment you may protest and not want to...but once your ass is blown out and you have a load dripping out your wrecked hole...you'll be begging for more. You get it?” I nodded, my mind already fogging up with lust. “So when I make a choice, I want you to fight the urge to argue with me about it. I want you to try to understand, I'm not just making you do things because I want you to,” he leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I'm also doing it because you have a hungry jock cunt and want to be abused...don't you?” I looked up at him and nodded. “Say it.” “I want to be used,” I wanted sex so badly... He pressed down on my throat, “Say it properly...” I felt my air cut off and my cock throb. “I want to be used sir...” I croaked as I saw spots in front of my eyes. He let go and kissed me, “Good puppy...” I kissed him back and then begged him to mount me right then and there. The conversation was forgotten for now...but it came back up later that week. That Monday Issac started talking shit before practice. “So what gives Ev? Too good for my party?” I looked up confused, “There was a party?” Issac looked at Jack angrily, “You said he'd be there.” Now Issac was a big boy, one of those powerhouse hitters that had the upper body of a fucking mack truck. He was wearing nothing but compression pants so he cut an imposing figure as he glared at us. “Dude that was my fault,” Jack said pleasantly, “It completely slipped my mind, look, it wasn't a slight. How about I throw one for this week's game...I'll even bring the entertainment.” Issac glanced at me and then back to Jack, “For real this time? Because you said you were bringing it last weekend.” “Scout's honor,” Jack said holding up two fingers. Issac relaxed some and nodded, “You better dude...” and walked away. As soon as we were alone I looked at Jack, “Dude, what entertainment were you supposed to bring?” He smiled, “Party favors, don't worry, I'll ask my parents for the house, they'll understand.” “He looked pissed...”I said unconvinced. “He won't be this weekend,” Jack said starting to change out, “Trust me.” I did trust Jack so changed out myself and let the thought slip out of my mind. After practice I showered and was about to walk out when Cody grabbed my arm and yanked me back, “Come here man...” I looked around in panic as he drug me around the center partition and pushed me to my knees, “Been thinking about you all weekend...” His cock pushed against my lips and before I could protest I was sucking him off. The thrill that anyone could walk in and see me blowing my teammate made this all the more exciting and I found myself really going to town on his cock. “Yeah lick that dick...” he said softly as he kept a look out for people, “Get my balls...” I licked under his balls eagerly, realizing this was what Jack had been talking about. This guy was just using me to get off, I wasn't a person I was a just a thing to use and that fucking turned me on like wildfire. “Grab that soap...lather your ass up so I can fuck you.” He snapped at me. Like the fucking sex toy I was I grabbed the bottle and shoved two soapy fingers up my ass for lubrication. I moaned around his cock as I realized how fucking sick this was, here I was a foot taller than this guy, in better shape and easily four inches of cock on him and I was fingering my own jock pussy waiting to get fucked by him. My own cock was weeping precum from just the though. He pulled me up and shoved me against the wall, “Spread that ass...” My cheek rested against the tile as both my hands grabbed my muscular ass and pulled my cheeks apart. I felt his thick head press against my hole and felt myself relax automatically as I took his cock into me. “Fuck you have a tight cunt...” he growled as he pushed into me with one motion. His pubes were against my ass and I felt my ass try to adjust to the intruder as he pulled out and slammed into me again. He had no intention of giving me pleasure, he didn't care how it felt, all I was to him was a hole for his dick and my job was to get him off. He tore into my ass, his hands on my shoulders pulling me back onto him as he pushed forward. His cock felt good but it was more that he was just using me that turned me on. “Fucking faggot cunt...” he chanted as he fucked me, “You want me babies up in you? You gonna take my load?” “Fuck me Cody...breed me...”I whimpered as I felt him fuck me harder. “What if someone walked in right now?” he asked, “I'd bet you'd suck their cock like the fucking faggot you are wouldn't you?” I nodded as I stroked my cock. “Yeah you'd like that...what if fucking Mr. Franks came in...you'd suck him off?” Mr. Franks was the 60 something janitor that wanted the halls of the school every night. He had thinning white hair and looked like he was just a walk skeleton with clothes most days. He always leered at people as we walked by and was universally accepted as a creep. And the thought of Cody making me suck him off made my cock pulse. “Oh yeah you would!” he said feeling my ass clench around him, “You're a fucking dirty freak aren't you? Say it...” “I;m a dirty freak...” I chanted as I felt myself get close, “Use me Cody...use my pussy...” He reached around and grabbed my throat as he fucked me, “Open your mouth.” I turned my head to look at him and opened my mouth as he spit into it. My cock pulsed again and I knew I was going to shoot. “Fucking faggot...” he snarled as he pushed my head against the tile and began to pile my ass again and again. I felt him get close as my own cock tensed up with my orgasm. “Take my load...” he roared as he shot into me. My own cock exploded against the wall as I felt his cock fire off shot after shot of cum up into me. He kept punching into my ass, “Get my cum up into you cunt...fucking take that load...” “Fuckmefuckmefuckme....” I babbled as I felt the last of my orgasm hit. He pulled out and let me slip to the floor, “Good cunt.” he aid before spitting on me one last time and walked out. I laid there, never feeling so fulfilled as I did right then. Fuck, Jack was right about everything.

Part 9 - The most unlikely guys cheat As I've said before, I've often been surprised by the number of guys who will cheat on their boyfriends and partners and even more so by how many of them fuck bareback when they are cheating. I don't quite know why I find this such a turn on but some of the horniest experiences I've had are with guys that I honestly thought would never cheat on their partners. As always in these stories, I have changed some of the names to protect the (not so) innocent. It was 2005 and I was on my way into central London to meet a friend who was down from Scotland on a two day business course. I had known Callum for about ten years when he had first got together with his partner, who I had been friends with for a number of years. Callum had just turned 30, but somehow always managed to look at least ten years younger. He was slim but quite muscly, with blond floppy hair and a very attractive arse, which I couldn't help noticing always filled out his trousers very well. I was a bit early so I decided to drop into a bar in central London which at that time had a very active darkroom. The bar was quite often busy with an after work crowd, although the darkroom could be hit and miss but it was near the restaurant where I was meeting Callum and I was feeling horny so I decided to check it out. The downstairs bar was quite busy but the darkroom was not so I sat at the bar for a while and enjoyed my drink and then I took another trip into the darkroom. It was a lot busier now, mostly with guys wanking and sucking and soon I was being sucked off by a fit young Asian lad. I enjoyed the blowjob very much and after a while he motioned to me to turn round. I pushed my pants and trousers down to my ankles and pushed my arse out as the Asian lad pulled my cheeks apart and pushed his tongue up my arse. He rimmed me for a while and then turned me back round and took my cock back into his mouth. The darkroom had cleared a bit now and I had an uninterrupted view of three guys who were standing together in a corner wanking each other. As I watched, one of the guys got down and started sucking the other two. As he turned his head to suck the second guy I realised it was Callum. I was really surprised - both Callum and his partner had always said they were completely monogamous and I had never had any reason to think that either of them might be cheating. They seemed really happy and well suited and were planning their civil partnership the following year. I was really turned on watching Callum suck off two strangers in a dark room and I could see that one of the guys was getting close and then I heard him groan loudly and knew he was unloading in Callum's mouth. When he finished shooting his load, he pulled out of Callum's mouth and left the darkroom as Callum went back down on the other guy. I could now see that the guy Callum was sucking had a really nice big thick cock and I noticed that Callum had his cock out and was wanking as he sucked on it. It was all very horny but it was just about to get even hornier as Callum stood up. They kissed for a while and then the guy said something to Callum who nodded. Callum turned round and leant against the back wall of the darkroom and soon the other guy had pulled Callum's cheeks apart and was licking his arse. He rimmed Callum for a while and then stood up and started rubbing his cock over Callum's hole. Callum reached into his pocket and handed something to the guy. I assumed it was a condom and I was really turned on by the fact that Callum was going to let the guy fuck him. I then realised that it wasn't a condom - Callum had handed the guy a little pack of lube. I watched as the guy fingered some lube into Callum's hole and then rubbed some on the end of his cock. He then positioned himself behind Callum and began to push his bare cock slowly right up Callum's arse. Callum bent forward, his trousers and his white Calvin Klein pants down at his ankles and I could hear him giving little moans as the guy began to fuck him. I was still being sucked off and I was close to cumming now as I watched the guy begin to fuck Callum harder. I could hear Callum groaning now as the guy took hold of his hips and began to fuck him really hard. I was very close now and as the guy fucking Callum groaned and pushed his cock right up Callum and held it there I knew he was loading up Callum's unprotected arse and I shot my load into the young Asian lad's mouth. I wanted to get out the darkroom before Callum saw me so I pulled out the Asian lad's mouth and stuffed my cock back into my pants. As I did so, the guy pulled his cock out of Callum's arse and I saw some cum slide out Callum's hole. A short time later we were enjoying a very nice meal in an Italian restaurant and Callum was chatting happily about his partner and their plans for their civil partnership. I was really turned on by the fact that Callum had no idea I knew what he had been up to and I couldn't help wondering if his bareback fuck in the darkroom was a one off or if he made a habit of it. I met Luke at a friend's birthday lunch a couple of years after I had split with my partner and got on really well with him. He was a good looking, dark haired Irish guy in his late 20s and he had come over to London with one of his straight friends to work for six months. We got on so well that a couple of hours later we were on the way to the small bedsit he shared with his friend. He told me the friend had gone back to Ireland for the weekend to visit his girlfriend and daughter so we had the place to ourselves. The flat was very small, with two single beds, a kitchen area and a small toilet. "Sorry it's not very tidy," Luke said with a grin. I looked around and grinned back - that was something of an understatement. Actually Luke's half of the room was slightly tidier, but that wasn't saying much. I didn't care and soon our trousers and pants were off and we were kissing, sucking and rimming each other. Luke was quite hairy, with a long, thick cock and a really hairy arsehole. We sucked and rimmed each other for a bit longer and then Luke asked me to fuck him. He had already told me he didn't like condoms and I was really up for barebacking his fit hairy arse. He grinned and told me that it turned him on to fuck on his mate's bed and knelt up on the other bed, his arse in the air as he pushed a pile of clothes on to the floor. I pushed my cock up Luke's arse and he grunted as I began to fuck him. His hole was quite tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. Luke was giving little grunts as I fucked him and soon he was urging me on, telling me to fuck him harder and telling me how good my bare cock felt up his arse. I fucked him harder and before much longer I could feel myself starting to cum. "Oh fuck....fuck yeah!" he moaned as I pumped what felt like a big load of cum into his arse. We laid back on the bed and rested for a while and then I went down on Luke's cock and soon he was fully hard again. It was my turn now and I knelt up on the bed and Luke pushed his tongue up my arse. Soon he was rubbing the head of his cock over my hole and then his cock was up my arse. He was a brilliant fuck - I hadn't been fucked that well for a long time. He fucked me hard and fast and shot a big load of cum into me before pulling out and then he moved round and pushed his cock into my mouth. It was one of the horniest experiences I had had in a long time and Luke and I arranged to meet up the following weekend. We spent most of the weekend together and had a very horny time - fucking each other repeatedly over the course of the weekend. After that we started seeing each other regularly. Luke made no secret of the fact that he was continuing to fuck with other guys and I was fine with that. One Saturday afternoon we were having lunch in a pizza restaurant in west London and Luke leaned forward to me, a mischievous look in his eye. He said "Do you see that couple sitting at the table by the window?" I nodded - two good looking guys in their late 20s were sitting in one of the tables by the window, a small dark haired guy and a taller blond guy. Luke grinned again and said in a low voice "I fucked the blond guy a couple of weeks ago!" I asked if he had fucked the guy bareback and he grinned and said "Oh yes, he went home to his boyfriend with his arse well loaded." I looked at the guy , who was chatting with his partner as they enjoyed their food. Luke told me then that he loved fucking guys who were cheating on their partners and told me about some of the other cheating guys he had fucked - including one guy he had fucked bareback in the toilet of an Indian restaurant in Dublin while his unsuspecting partner was sitting at the table. A couple of weeks later, one of Luke's friends was over in London for a couple of days and we arranged to meet him for lunch. Luke told me Colin and his partner were supposed to be completely monogamous but hinted that Colin was a bit less so when he had had a few drinks. Colin was a nice guy, quite good looking, tall and very thin. We had lunch and then a few drinks and I notice that Colin had quite a lot to drink. Luke suggested that we go back to my place for some more drinks and soon we were back at mine. Colin was good company and soon he was asking about me and Luke. Luke asked him if he was up for some fun with us and Colin shook his head. "Better not." he said. A little later, Colin got up and went to the toilet. Luke pulled me towards him and began to kiss me and by the time Colin came back I was sucking Luke's cock. Luke had told me that Colin liked to watch and if he had had enough to drink he would probably join in. Colin grinned and sat back down, watching as I sucked Luke and then I stood up to let Luke suck me. Colin seemed to be enjoying watching us but did not make any attempt to join in as I turned Luke round and bent him over the settee. I pulled his cheeks apart and began to lick his arse. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Colin's pants and trousers were now down and he was playing with his cock as he watched me rimming Luke. "Do you want to see him fuck me?" said Luke and Colin said "Fuck yeah!" I fingered some lube into Luke's arse and then pushed my cock up his arse and began to fuck. Colin moved closer and watched as my cock thrust up Luke's arse. "Do you guys not use condoms?" he asked. "No, as you can see, we don't" said Luke with a grin. "Fuck, that's horny" said Colin as he sunk another drink and then moved in next to me. I took hold of his cock and he didn't resist as I began to wank him as I continued to fuck Luke. After a while I pulled out of Luke's arse and indicated to Colin to take over. Colin shook his head but did not resist as I pulled his cock towards Luke's arse. He groaned as his cock went into Luke's arse and then he began to fuck him. My hand was on Colin's arse as he fucked Luke and soon my finger found his arsehole and I pushed my finger up him. He groaned again and began to fuck Luke harder and before long he threw his head back and moaned "Fuck......fuck....FUCK! as he shot his load up Luke's arse. When he had pulled out Luke's arse, Colin mopped his brow with his T shirt and sat down, pouring himself another drink. We were all a bit out of breath now and ready for a break. We had some pizza and then the talk turned to sex again. I could see Colin was getting hard again and after he had another drink he suddenly said "I need to be fucked!" He pulled his trousers and pants off and bent over the settee, exposing a very fit, slim arse. Luke nodded to me and I went behind Colin, pulled his arse cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arsehole. Colin groaned and then Luke pushed his cock into Colin's mouth. I rimmed Colin for a while and then stood up and rubbed my cock over his wet hole. He didn't resist as I pushed the head of my cock into his arse so I pulled out, lubed him out and pushed my cock slowly right up him. "Fuck me!" he said Colin was bent over the settee, playing with his cock and moaning as Luke and I took turns to fuck him. We both started to fuck him harder and he was clearly loving it, moaning every now and then "Fuck me.......fuck me!" Luke shot his load up him first and then I pushed my cock into his cum filled hole and after just a few more thrusts added my load to Luke's. It was another very horny experience. Colin had a shower and left a short time later. I asked Luke about him and he grinned "Ah, sure, me and Colin have fucked loads of times", he said. "He just feels guilty about cheating, so he needs to have a few drinks and then a bit of time to pretend that he's not going to do it." He grinned again "What he doesn't know is that I've also been fucking his partner for a while now"! A few weeks later one of my friends was staying over with me for the weekend. Andrew was flying back into London and we had arranged that he would stay with me in London for the weekend before getting the train back to the north of England. I had been friends with Andrew for many years and he was one of my best friends. He was very kind, always very measured and always saw the good in people. He lived with his partner and their two adopted young children and I had never seen Andrew or his partner so happy. We were looking forward to catching up with each other and Andrew was looking forward to meeting Luke, who would also be staying for the weekend. I met Andrew at the airport on Friday afternoon and we had a good catch up before Luke arrived after his work. That evening we all went out for a meal and I could see that Luke and Andrew were getting on very well. When Andrew went to the toilet Luke grinned at me and said he was a really attractive guy. I told him to forget it - and said there was no way Andrew would cheat on his partner. "Ah," said Luke with a grin "Famous last words, that is!" I laughed. Luke became more serious and asked me if I would mind if he tried it on with Andrew. "I won't do it if you don't want me to." he assured me. I said I had no problem with him trying but still thought he had little chance of success. "We'll see!" said Luke, that mischievous look that I now knew so well in his eyes. We all enjoyed the meal and the company and I couldn't help noticing that, as the evening went on, Luke and Andrew were definitely flirting with each other. At one point I went to the toilet and when I came back, Andrew and Luke were deep in conversation, their heads together. A short time later we got a cab back to mine and I made us some coffee. When we had finished, Luke announced that he wasn't really tired and was going to watch some football on television before before coming up to bed. He looked at Andrew "Do you want to watch it with me?" he asked innocently and Andrew said "Err...yeah, that would be good." I said I was going up to bed and left them to it. I still didn't really think that Andrew would have sex with Luke but I was less sure now - I couldn't help thinking of the way they had been flirting with each other all evening and I definitely had the feeling that they had arranged something when I was at the toilet. It was about an hour later when Luke came up to bed, a very satisfied look on his face. "Well?" I said. Luke grinned "Well........" he said "Your friend has been a very naughty boy!" He put his finger to his lips as we heard Andrew coming up the stairs and making his way to the spare room and then he pulled off his trousers and pants and bent over in front of me. I guessed what he was about to do and sure enough, Luke pulled his cheeks apart and pushed. A load of cum slid out his hole and down the back of his balls. I was not really surprised now, but I was very turned on. "That's not all," said Luke, looking even more like the cat that had got the cream. He turned round and showed me his cock, which was still semi hard. "Did you bareback him?" I asked. Luke nodded. "Did you cum in him?" He nodded again and moved closer to me. I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth. It was a bit musky and tangy and the fact that I was sucking Luke's cock after it had been up my friend's arse was a real turn on. I sucked Luke for while and when he was hard again, I bent him over the bed. I fingered his arse for a moment or two and then I pushed my cock up him and fucked him very hard, shooting my load up him after just about ten or twelve thrusts. A little later told me everything that he and Andrew had done. I said I was still really surprised that Andrew had fucked bareback. Luke grinned "I can tell you he didn't take much persuading!" he said, adding "His eyes lit up like a fucking Christmas tree when I said he could fuck me without a condom." The following evening was a beautiful warm summer's evening and Andrew, who was an excellent cook, had offered to cook a meal for me and Luke. As it was such a warm evening, we were going to eat outdoors. My house had an extension built out the back and this meant that the decking area was not overlooked at all. I had a table and chairs there and it was very pleasant to sit out there and relax in the summer. The seating area was not overlooked from the house either, apart from the spare room which Andrew was sleeping in. We had an excellent meal and another very pleasant evening. This time it was Luke and I who had hatched a plan so around 11 o'clock I said I was feeling a bit tired and would go up to bed. I suggested that Andrew and Luke stay out and have another drink or two and they both seemed happy with that idea. I waited a while and then made my way quietly to the spare room and looked out the window. Andrew had moved to sit closer to Luke and they were kissing each other. I could see that Andrew's hand was rubbing Luke's cock as they kissed and a short time later Luke stood up. I watched as Andrew unbuttoned Luke's jeans and pulled them down to his knees along with his pants. I began to rub my cock as I watched Andrew take Luke's cock into his mouth and suck on it eagerly. Andrew sucked Luke for a while and then they changed places. Andrew's pants were down now and for the first time I saw his cock. It was not as big as Luke's but still quite impressive. Luke was sucking Andrew's cock now and after a while they changed places again and Andrew sucked Luke again. The Luke pulled out of Andrew's mouth and Andrew turned around and leant against the wall, pushing his arse out and then Luke pulled his cheeks apart and began to lick his arse. I had my cock out now and I began to wank as I watched Luke push his big bare cock slowly up the arse of one of my best friends. I had never in a million years thought I would see Andrew with his arse in the air letting someone fuck him bareback and I was really turned on. Luke started fucking slowly, pulling his cock right back so that I had a great view of it disappearing up Andrew's arse again and then he began to fuck him harder. I could tell they were both really into it and Andrew was wanking and pushing back onto Luke's cock as they began to fuck harder. I could tell that Luke was getting close and soon he was pumping cum into Andrew's arse. He kept his cock up Andrew's arse as he stood up and then he took hold of Andrew's cock and began to wank him. Almost immediately Andrew began to shoot his load out in front of him as Luke continued pushing his cock gently up his arse. Insert existing attachment We all had breakfast together the following day and in the early afternoon I drove Andrew to the station and he got on the train back home to his partner. A few years later same sex marriage was legalised in the UK and Andrew married his partner. As I watched them exchange their vows, I couldn't help thinking back to the horny scenes I had witnessed between Andrew and Luke. I wondered if that was the only time Andrew had let himself be fucked bareback outside of his relationship - somehow I thought it probably wasn't. More recently I found out that another of my friends was straying outside his long term relationship and once again it was one of the people I would have said was the least likely - not only to be cheating, but to be barebacking. I had known Tom for a number of years and I had always that he was one of the most conscientious people I knew and he had always struck me as someone with very high standards. He had dark hair and glasses and always dressed very smartly. He kept himself very fit and liked to run marathons. He was also a really nice guy with a wicked sense of humour. Tom was a partner in a legal firm and lived in Glasgow with his husband. We didn't see that much of each other but every now and then when I was in Scotland or he was in London we would meet up for lunch. One evening I was up in Glasgow and was out with a friend in a restaurant in the centre of town. The restaurant was quite busy and it was only when a few people got up and left that I saw Tom sitting at one of the tables with a much younger guy. They were both very smartly dressed and had obviously come out after work. At first I didn't think anything of it and then I couldn't help noticing that they seemed to be quite intimate with each other and at one point Tom's hand was resting on the young lad's arm. The lad looked no more than 20 or 21 - he was slim and dark with spiky hair. Just then Tom looked up and realised I had seen him. I still didn't really think much more about it but Tom called me the next day and asked if I wanted to meet up for a coffee. I met up with Tom the following afternoon and he seemed a bit nervous. After a while he said "Look, about the other night..... I was.....with...." I told him he really didn't have to tell me anything but he said he wanted to. He told me that the lad he was with was a graduate trainee in his firm and told me they had been seeing each other for a few months now. He said the young lad, Sam, also had a partner and they were just having a bit of fun together. I could see Tom was a bit anxious about either of their partners finding out and I quickly told him he had absolutely nothing to worry about from me. He seemed to want to talk though and soon he was telling me about how he had got together with Sam. He said they had worked together regularly and he had felt that Sam was coming on to him. He said he had tried really hard to resist but one night when they were working late together he had given into temptation and Sam had sucked him off. They had got together a few more times and after Sam had sucked him off one night he asked Tom if he wanted to fuck him. Tom told me he had been very tempted - especially as Sam had indicated that he would be up for fucking without a condom. He tried really hard to put the idea out of his mind but he was becoming more and more tempted. Then he had spent a long weekend in Berlin with his husband and early one morning he had gone out jogging as usual in the Tiergarten which was near their hotel. Tom told me he was cruised by a young lad of about 18 or 19 with a shock of dyed blond hair and he was feeling so horny he followed the lad into the bushes and soon he was getting sucked off. He told me he had no intention of going any further but after he had sucked him for a while, the young lad had got to his feet , turned round, pulled his trousers and pants right down and bent forward. Tom had fingered his arsehole and found it wet with what he guessed was cum. He had not been able to resist and seconds later he was up the young lad bareback. He had fucked him against a tree and shot his load right up the lad's arse. A week or so later he had taken Sam up on his offer and had fucked him bareback and cum in his arse. I was very turned on by what Tom was telling me - and then he said one of the other reasons he was telling me all this was that Sam was up for a threesome and he thought I might be interested. Of course I was interested and a couple of months later I met up with Tom and Sam for drinks in the centre of Glasgow. Tom had said he wanted Sam to meet me to see if he was up for it. I was hoping he would be as Sam was a very attractive young lad. It turned out that Sam was up for it and a short time later we were in my hotel room. It was a little awkward at first but soon we got down to it and Sam was sucking my cock as Tom rimmed him. Then we changed places and I got my tongue up Sam's arse as he sucked Tom's cock. Tom and I had also been a bit awkward with each other - we had been friends for a number of years but soon we got past that and at one point Tom started sucking my cock as Sam licked his arse. After that, Sam knelt up on the bed and Tom and I both fucked him, shooting our cum right up his tight young arse. After we had rested for a while, Tom knelt up on the bed and I licked his arse and then Sam fucked him. It was all very unexpected and very horny. I've since had another threesome with them and a couple of horny encounters with Tom on his own when we sucked, rimmed and loaded each other up. As I said at the start of this post, I have been genuinely surprised by the encounters I have related in this post. Tom and Sam have both got partners and they are both fucking and being fucked by other guys too - despite neither of them being on Prep or anything. I may be surprised - but I'm certainly not complaining. Part 10 to follow

I have been eating my own cum from when I was 13 and other guys I love cum and love to snowball

Sunday at the Berkeley Steamworks is usually off the hook. It was a little subdued on the Sunday when the 49ers were playing the Packers. It was either confidence in the team or overwhelming horniness that made so many fuckers come to the bathhouse, NFL game be damned, looking for ass and cumdumps. I was happy to oblige. Seeder #1 was a 40-something man who wore glasses which is a huge turn on for me. Plus he had a nice long fat dick that stretched my limits. He came in my room while I was sucking another guy's dick. My ass was still exposed for other challengers so he slapped it a few times and thrust inside. At some point the guy whose dick I was sucking left and left the door open. A small crowd began to form outside. In ten minutes #1 sprayed my guts with his seed. He got up to leave but stuck his cock in my hole one more time before he split. Another couple of guys who were watching from the hallway figured they'd give everybody more of a show and suggested we go to the sling in the back room. A few of the onlookers followed us - being watched is a huge turn on for me. The two guys took turns fucking me and both claimed to come inside, but I honestly only remember the flooding sensation from one of them, which is fine...thanks to them and their sling idea, everybody was getting the idea that I was a guaranteed cock holster who couldn't get enough cum. After my time in the sling, I had three more guys stop by my room, one at a time, and all of them raw fucked me, but I got no loads until... Quickest load of the night: A good looking asian guy came to my room and fucked me missionary. He only lasted seconds before he pumped a creamy load in my hole, and then just as quickly he was gone. That was a private pounding with the door closed. Things got relatively quiet for a while until a young scruffy looking dude with a long beard pounced on me in my room. There was no foreplay. He put on a condom (not ideal but I didn't protest), climbed aboard and started pounding away. Every once in a while he'd twist my jockstrap and use it to bend me into a slightly different position. He piston fucked me fast and hard. I had to put my arms straight out in front of me to keep from being fucked into the wall. He had a nice thick cock that felt so much better once he pulled the condom off and threw it on the floor, then jammed his rod inside me again. He shared his poppers with me, and fucked hard raw for about another five minutes, then let out a yelp and thrust balls deep, holding his dick inside while his cock pulsated and emptied the contents of his balls into my chute. Certainly the biggest load of the night, and one that pleasantly oozed out as I drove myself home.

Part 3 Dan sat with his head in his hands. I could hear the sobs coming uncontrollably from him, so I leaned in to hug and assure him, saying "Poz or not, I want you to fuck me," adding "Dan, I need you, I need your seed in me." As I then leaned into kiss him, he met my kisses, which became increasingly greedy and ferocious. I assured him I was ok and that I only fucked bareback, so I knew one day I would seroconvert, adding "Who better than from the man I fancy and for whom I have feelings?" "Adam, do you realise what you are saying and asking of me?" "Yes I do," as I calmly took his hand. He wiped his tears away on his arm as I looked deep into his eyes and said "Please fuck me raw. Please cum in me." I then lay my body on top of his, our hard-ons squirming together. As my ass twitched for Dan's meat, I kissed my way down his chest and torso, until I reached his cock, which was glistening with pre-cum which, naturally, I hungrily licked clean. Then, all of sudden, unbidden, I said "Make me your poz boy." My mind was racing, trying to understand why I said as much, even as I leaned over the side of the couch so my arse was exposed, waiting for ready for Dan's eager meat to fuck me. I felt a warm wet tongue licking my arse, which prompted "Oohhhh, godddd that feels good!" I knew this might be the last neg load I shot, but fuck, I wanted this man in me. Then I felt Dan's cock at my hole. He used spit and then procceded to push his throbbing cock in. "Oohhh fuck!" I grunted, as inch-by-inch his poz cock impaled me. When he was balls-deep, Dan leaned to me and whispered "Yeah, fucker. You fell for the tears, as they all do. I'm gonna fucking charge your ass, boy." With that, Dan started fucking me hard and deep saying repeatedly "Yeah, take my poz load, fucker," and, after a couple of minutes, he began slamming me, saying "I'm gonna cum" and "Take my poz babies!" Honestly, I didn't care what he was said as long as his cock was fucking me. Then suddenly he grunted, saying "Here it comes, fucker!" I felt this cock spasm in my arse so I knew he had cum. My own cock shot without any assistance. "Yeah," he said as he withdrew, adding he would continue to fuck me until I converted, and he had made me his. "What do you mean by that?" I asked. "I've always wanted my own little poz boy," he replied. After several months of continuous fucking I became ill. Dan took me to the clinic, where, after blood tests, it was confirmed that I was poz. Dan took care of me during my illness and we settled down to a pretty good life until one night....