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Part 7 “You cool if we hang here for a little longer?” Wil asked me. “Upstairs wasn’t looking very busy when we walked around.” “Sure.” I wasn’t sure at all. I wasn’t sure what I was doing. And if Wil weren’t standing there in his matching red jockstrap and sneakers, I may have bolted. He took my hand. “Come on,” he said, taking my hand and leading me through the dark maze of plywood walls and cutouts. I could see guys walking around on the other side of some of the barriers, mostly seeing legs and an occasion bare dick through the cutouts. Wil walked confidently through the maze, guiding me toward the back of the room. There was a plywood board parallel to the back wall, the light even dimmer than in other areas of the maze. “This is usually a hot spot.” He kissed me again. “Back your ass up against the opening,” he pointed at one of three cutouts in the plywood. As I did, he did the same in front of the next cutout. “Now what?” I asked. He grinned in the twilight, still holding my hand. “Now we wait. Let’s see which ass they pick first.” I flashed to thoughts of training with my teammates. I wonder what they are doing tonight. Definitely not walking around in a jockstrap being fucked by randos. What would they say if any of them knew I was here doing this? Yeah, they hook up. Go to a party or bar, pick someone up, take them home and fuck them. But this is totally different. Am I supposed to be doing this? Wil grunted and squeezed my hand. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.” “What is it?” “Big cock!” he gasped. I watched as he adjusted his body position, spreading his legs a little wider, arching his back slightly, and placing both hands against the wall in front of him. He whimpered and his head shot up, looking like he was straining. “Fuck that’s big,” he gasped. He was fumbling with his bottle of poppers in the dark, so I reached out to steady his hand, guiding the open bottle under his nose. “Thanks, babe.” As the rush hit him, some of the strain in his muscles faded, and his handsome face relaxed into more of a satisfied look. His nicely proportioned body looked really hot, his pale skin standing out more than mine in the dark lights. He was starting to groan in rhythm with his new fuck. Watching Wil, I was suddenly feeling nervous – for him as he strained to take that dick, and for myself anticipating what could come through my cutout. Looking at his body next to mine, I tried to copy his stance, my own hole hanging out in front of the wooden cutout. The thumping sound coming from the plywood barrier was getting louder as the anonymous top started to work Wil’s ass harder. “Oh that — that’s big!” His body started to quake with each thrust behind him. His whimpers quickly became moans as they settled into their fuck. I saw some movement out of the corner of my eye, but when I looked directly, the shadow at the edge of the plywood wall disappeared. Wil and his anon partner were attracting some attention now. Wil was grunting and moaning when I felt a hand caress my exposed ass. His fingers felt cool and kinda rough against my smooth skin. I wondered what my hole looked like framed through the cutout in the wall; what made it inviting to someone? Is this the same person who was just looking around the corner of the barrier? Without any preamble, I felt the pressure against my hole. Whoever it was, they were about to fuck me. Wil was lost in his own fuck at the moment, so I took the poppers from his hand and took a long hit off of them. That feeling of warmth rolling through my body was becoming familiar, and my sphincter relaxed. I felt the cock pop inside and then he plunged his full length into me. It wasn’t too fast, more of a steady penetration. Now it was my turn to moan as the anonymous cock impaled me. I was relieved it wasn’t as large as the one inside Wil seemed to be. “You got one?” Will asked with stunted breathes as he was being pounded. I could only nod, not sure whether he could see me. My words weren’t coming out – only soft moaning sounds as the dick began working my ass like a master. It was like being fucked by a ghost; you didn’t see it, but you could feel it. It felt amazing! Long, slow, smooth strokes were spreading my hole open. Then he withdrew, leaving me feeling oddly empty; the cock head never losing contact with me. Then he was sliding back inside me, and I could feel every inch moving further up and in, forcing groans of pleasure from me. I braced my arms against the wall in front of me as my anonymous top began to pound my ass through the cutout. I felt Wil put his hand over mine as we stood side by side, our bare asses pressed against the cool plywood, each getting plowed by an unseen stranger. The banging against the plywood walls was signaling to anyone in the maze that someone was getting fucked. I saw silhouettes on either side of Wil and I, watching the college boys take anon cock. All I could think was how fucking hot this was! Before I knew it, Wil was standing beside me, rubbing my bare back with one hand, and whispering in my ear. “That’s it, baby, take that big cock. I can see it penetrating you. It’s a hot dick. Take it. Let him fill you up.” I was moaning uncontrollably. “Yeah. Let him know how much you love his big dick. I think he’s getting close to breeding you.” He was right – I could feel it too. The guy was thrusting faster and with more determination, edging closer to unloading. If not for the wall between us, he’d probably be holding my hips for leverage. As it was, I imagined him holding the top of the plywood partition to balance as he was fucking my ass through the wall. Part of my brain told me to pull off before he came inside me, but my body refused to relinquish the pleasure. And Wil was standing next to me, half holding me as I left myself open to the stranger’s gift. “You are so fucking beautiful,” Wil whispered tenderly. “I can’t believe I’m here with you.” I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into the most awkward kiss ever, my body half hanging off him, half braced against the wall to maintain my balance as the guy pounded me. His cock went deep, firmly planting itself inside me, and I felt the telltale quivering from his body resonating in my own as he unloaded. “He’s breeding you,” Wil whispered. “Take his seed. I want it all inside your beautiful body. Take it all.” I instinctively pushed my ass all the way back, trying to bury the mysterious dick as deep inside as possible. His cock was pulsing, and I heard him grunt. The warm juices sprayed inside me, and my body relished it. I gasped with excitement as he bred me. I wanted it. No, I needed it! He began pumping me slowly again, and I felt some of his load dribbling down the inside of my legs. Beyond any reasonable thought, I felt a thrilling rush go through my body as he added more seed inside me. I was still quivering when my seeder pulled out. It felt like a full minute passed as he reeled his cock back in. I stood up, my leg muscles aching from the unusual stance I’d been holding. I did a quick stretch of the muscles, and caught sight of my seeder’s legs through the cutout. I could see long legs with grey and blue sneakers. I bent further, enjoying the stretch, but also intensely curious. I saw a lean body, tall, and relatively smooth. He was stroking his dick, or maybe rubbing in the cum coating it. With his head bent down, all I could really see was a crop of white hair. He wasn’t at all the type of guy I would go after, but it struck me what an amazing fuck that was. Would I have let him plow me if I’d been able to see him? Probably not, and I confused by the feeling of potentially having missed out on what I just experienced. As I stood up feeling conflicted, Wil gathered me in an embrace. I didn’t resist, finding a sense of security in his arms, and appreciating the heat of his body pressed against mine – a stark contrast to the ghost-like feeling of the tops who had taken our asses thus far tonight. “How was that?” “Amazing,” I admitted. I could see him grin in the odd lighting. “How about yours?” “It was tough taking him. And he pulled out without cumming. Fucker.” He looked me in eyes. “Shall we go upstairs?” “I feel like I need a break.” “Good idea to walk it off.” Again he led me by the hand through the maze, this time finding the door to the hallway and finally the main room. It had gotten busier than before, more men wandering around the space, some of them chatting softly, but most on the prowl. Wil and I got another drink. He headed off to the bathroom while I stood near the stairs. “Enjoying yourself?” I turned and saw the tall, handsome guy I’d noticed earlier standing beside me. He had an accent, maybe French or French-Canadian. His body was nicely toned, and I could make out a thin coating of hair across his muscular pecs. I suddenly felt very shy and small, like I was standing near Apollo himself. “It’s different than anywhere I’ve ever been.” “But are you enjoying it?” I nodded. “I am.” “Good,” he said, and put a hand on my shoulder. “I’m heading upstairs. I’ll be looking for you.” He squeezed my shoulder and headed up the stairs, he ass looking magnificent as he ascended into the stark lighting above. Wil came along a few minutes later with a bottle of water that he shared with me. He rested a hand against my abs as I downed a share of the water. “Upstairs should be rocking by now. The mattresses make for more creative positions than the maze. Ready for your public debut?” I nodded, somewhat hesitantly, wondering what might happen when I saw Apollo up there. Wil took a moment and kissed me again, slow and tender, before heading up the steps. I noted how his muscular ass was framed perfectly in his jockstrap. It was very easy being around Wil, something I didn’t feel with most gay guys I knew. And he made everything here seem so normal. Wil was right. There was a lot more action upstairs now then earlier. The music was louder up here, and the lighting stronger. You could easily make out the faces and bodies of men in play area. The large black mattresses were host to a variety of entangled bodies, grunts and moans still audible behind the music. I scanned to wide loft area, trying to take it all in. There were a few more younger guys here now than when I first arrived. It seemed like they were all servicing the more mature guys, offering either their mouth or ass to pleasure their momentary partners. Wil was also looking around, taking it all in, deciding where to join the play. He pointed to the far corner of one of the mattresses. “Looks like a spot we can grab.” I was following Wil, his body naked except for the red sneakers and jockstrap that framed his hot ass, to a corner of the furthest mattress. Are we gonna play together? I wondered. As the night had progressed, I found myself more and more enamored with my new friend. But is this real? Or just a one-night thing built on the sexual energy of this place? A hand firmly grasped my arm, stopping me in my tracks. Wil’s hand pulled away from mine. Apollo had disentangled himself from the middle of a pile of writhing bodies in middle of a large mattress. His sculpted body was shiny with sweat, and as he stepped off the mattress, I saw his erect cock for the first time, pointing directly toward me like some wizard’s wand. On the mattress, I caught sight of a gold jockstrap, and knew he’d been working on Justin’s ass. The aloof Asian boy didn’t even look up as another man rolled into Apollo’s place at his ass. Apollo’s powerful frame was standing over me. I felt speechless and small in his presence. His body pressed against mine; his skin was hot to touch, sweaty from exertion and sex. I could smell sex on him, wondering how many men he’d already had tonight. My head was spinning. This stuff doesn’t happen to me. I’m just a regular guy, quiet, good student and average soccer player. I’m never the guy who feels noticed. Except here. “I was afraid you wouldn’t come to me,” Apollo said, his thick accent adding to his sexual appeal. I felt like a fly trapped in the spider’s web. Only this time the fly was desperate to be devoured. Apollo explored my body with his powerful hands. Finally he kissed me. It was deep, passionate, electric. His hands kneeled my ass as our tongues wrestled. “Your ass feels like there’s several loads in you already. You’ve been naughty tonight.” I felt awkward and suddenly ashamed, expecting him to pull away from me. I didn’t know what to say. I’d been used by total strangers, each of their loads inside me. I couldn’t tell you who they were, or even what two of the looked like. Wad this who I was becoming? It’s not supposed to be who I am. I saw Justin again on the black vinyl mattress, cocks stuffed into each of his holes. Is that what I am? Apollo was still fingering my sloppy hole. “Is that your boyfriend?” “No,” I quickly answered, my eyes still on the cute Asian twink being consumed on the mat. I looked back at Apollo and realized he was looking in the opposite direction. I turned my head and saw Wil standing there watching us. For the first time tonight, he looked uncertain what to do. Seeing us both looking at him, he took the cue to step closer. “He is cute,” Apollo said as he put an arm around Wil and pulled him into us. “Yes he is.” Apollo kissed Wil, casting his spell on the sexy ginger. I could feel their hot breath as they made out a mere inch from my face. The sexual tension was building in our muscles. Apollo broke the kiss with Wil, letting his fingers probe my ass again. Wil and I both moaned softly, and I assumed Apollo was simultaneously exploring his wet hole. We fell into a three-way kiss, surrounded by naked bodies windows various sexual positions and acts. It was overwhelming but I couldn’t leave this embrace. “I love couples,” Apollo purred into both our ears. With little effort, his muscular body pulled Wil and I into the writhing mass of naked sex on the mattress.

Part 1 I’d been to the underground club at King’s Cross a few times over the years, usually on an afternoon when I was in London on business. It’s a sleazy basement bar beneath a gay pub near the station. Dingy, dirty and smelly, it runs various fetish themes including naked sessions which I tried to get to when I was in town. It attracts people who are only interested in sex in all its variations, so the clientele is varied – older, younger, fat, thin and over the years the sex was always raunchy, and usually bareback. I had no problems with that, and had bare backed over the years myself although I was still neg. Then I got a contract to work in London for six months and had to stay over in a local hotel. I realised that I could get a tube into King’s Cross after work and go to an evening session. I saw that one evening per week the theme was “streams of piss” which intrigued me. By the description it was going to be wet and wild, and I guessed the clientele might be even more sleazy than usual. I had never tried piss fun, and was intrigued the more I thought about it. The reviews said it was just a basement bar – no showers or facilities – so it was best to bring a towel and some wipes! So one evening I packed some old trainers and a towel in a backpack and headed up to town. You go round the side of the pub and down some steps to the basement. On the right is a room where they store your clothes. They give you a big bag and you go through the door to the left into the bar area which is dimly lit with a bar ahead, toilets to the left and a large play area to the right with small, dark, arched store rooms leading off. After six on SOP nights, they put a large paddling pool in the middle where people sit/kneel to have men piss on them. But, as I was soon to discover, men would piss on others anywhere throughout the club. It was still early and there were few men there yet. I stripped off and put on my old trainers. It felt really strange and a bit scarey to get nude in a public bar and carry your clothes in a bag back out the door to the store room. I had taken a Viagra on the way, and my cock had the familiar tingling sensation as the drug kicked in so was hanging half-hard as I handed over the bag but the guy just smiled and gave me a ticket for the bag. I took a deep breath and went back into the bar. There were one or two naked men, older than me, wandering around. The atmosphere, excitement and anticipation had kicked in and my cock rose to a satisfying erection as I ordered a beer. The play area had drapes screening off some areas from the bar. So, leaving my beer on a side counter, I wandered over to see whether anything was happening. It was about to change my life. Around one of the drapes, a young, plump man was kneeling on a bench being fucked in the arse by a muscular Asian guy whose body was running with sweat. As I got closer, I could see his bare cock sliding in and out of the lubed arsehole. He smiled at me as he thrust in and out and offered me a bottle of poppers. I knew it was risky with the Viagra, but I took a sniff and felt the familiar rush to the head and groin. The young man stood up and the Asian guy’s cock flopped out long and glistening in the dim light. The young man just wandered off. Without a word, the Asian man grabbed my arm and pulled me to kneel on the bench. He raised my arse a little and I felt lube being rubbed into my hole. Next thing I knew, his long, smooth cock was sliding up inside me. I gasped with surprise and excitement. He started to thrust in and out and I felt a moments panic. I had barebacked before, but never in such sleazy circumstances. Should I take the risk? What if he came in me? From the corner of my eye, I noticed the young chubby guy return, a beer in his hand. He came closer and watched me being fucked, then reached for his cock and pointed it. Then I felt a hot stream of piss splash over my back and my backside. I gasped with pleasure and felt myself sinking into the depravity of what was happening. The Asian guy growled with pleasure and I felt his thrusts becoming more urgent. I could tell he was going to come and started to squirm with a sense of fear. Somehow I knew this man was going to poz me if I let him. Suddenly, as if sensing what was in my mind, the young man thrust a brown bottle under my nose. I tried to avoid it, but the fumes washed into me. I heard him whisper “Cum in him! Fuck him up!” I knew what was going to happen, but I gave way to it, the poppers making me so horny I arched my back to meet his cock sliding in and out. “Oh yeah!” I heard him gasp. He grabbed my hips in his bony fingers and pulled me tight. At the same time I felt his cock throbbing and throbbing as he filled me hole with sperm. After a few minutes, he pulled out and I felt a gush of cum slide down over my balls. I stood up and saw him walking off towards the bar as if I was nothing but a hole to him. The chubby guy smiled and smacked my arse. “Now your well fucked, mate! I seen him before. Toxic as hell!” Then he looked down at my cock which was stiff as a poker. “I guess it turns you on, eh? Getting pregnant like that?” I blushed, but he was right. The thought of the dirty sperm already swimming in my guts made my heart pound and my mouth dry with fear and excitement. He turned, knelt on the bench and spread his cheeks, revealing a slack, puffy wet hole. “Climb on, buddy.” He said. “Give me your last neg load.” My heart was pumping and I was reeling from what he had said. But it was too late now, and I knew in my heart I’d crossed a line. Then I got behind him and slid my cock into the delicious warmth of his rectum, giving myself up to it and knowing I had become a pig.

Ch.2 How long had I stood in the darkness? Time definitely plays tricks in moments like this. Aside from the nervousness that came from standing semi-naked waiting for some stranger to take advantage of me, was the strange trance like quality of the darkness. Outside sounds were muffled, and my vision was quite limited with only outside ambient light to see by. I had no conscious way of tracking the time I could only guess that I hadn't been there for too long when I heard crunching footfalls approaching from outside. I tensed and second guessed what I was doing when it was too late to move. "What have we here? Oh you dirty dirty boy!" I guessed from his voice and the way he spoke he was older but I was frozen in place. I had been caught and now were the consequences, I hoped the ones I had been seeking. I tensed a little when I felt a rough hand slide over the cheeks of my arse and softly probe between them, then I relaxed and pushed myself against that warm hand sighing. I was relieved that I had been found by someone who was clearly here for the same reasons and that let me relax into accepting this gentlemans advances. He was a gentle man. He stroked and teased and caressed my backside for a few minutes and I was almost purring from it. So when he knelt down behind me spread me wide and began to lick at my hole I moaned in absolute pleasure. Playing alone is good but nothing compares to giving up control to another. Every touch is unexpected and every sensation is heightened because of it. He was clearly very experienced with what he was doing. Alternating licks and sucks at my spread hole had me shuddering and gasping. I could barely keep still it felt so good. My hole opened up for him and he kept at it, tonguing and smacking at my sensitive flesh with his lips. "Mmmmph!" He hummed against me causing me to gasp out loud at the sudden sensation overload. I felt him lean back and away from me and then I felt his fingers press to my opening. "Does it feel good here? Is this what you want, this hole opened up wide?" As he asked me his finger, then two pressed into me. I pushed out and pressed myself onto his digits letting out a deep moan as I felt myself penetrated. He hooked his fingers as he pressed them deeper still and he scraped over my prostate causing my cock to jump and another gutteral grunt escape my lips. "Good boy. Good boy." The man crooned as he began to work his fingers in and out of me at an increased pace. "You know this is what you wanted. Why you were waiting for me." "Oh god yes!" I managed to gasp as I felt my hole spasm as he worked me open even more. I heard a shuffling and he stood behind me his hand still pumping steadily at my hole. His other hand rested on the small of my back and he stroked my skin. The only sounds were the wet noises from my now opened arsehole and my own panting as I let myself succumb to his wishes. "Feels good doesn't it boy? But it's not what you really came for is it? I know what dirty boys like you are really after!" I wasn't really listening I was too busy humping my hips in time to his pumping hand movements but I gasped and almost cried out as his fingers were all of a sudden gone from my clenching hole. It was only a second before there was another distinct pressure at my backdoor and then both his hands were on my hips and the pressure was inside me as he jammed his cock all the way in one definite drive. "Oh fuck!" This came from me through clenched teeth as the pleasure of being filled up exploded inside me but I wasn't given time to do anything more but hold on as he began fucking me. Long, deep strokes of his cock were worked in and out of me and his hips were bumped into my arsecheeks creating a slapping tempo that would be unmistakable to anyone listening. I grinned in the darkness as I pressed back onto my temporary lover thinking that this was just where I came in earlier and I imagined a long line of fuckers and fuckees swapping places for the rest of the night each interrupting the previous pairing. I was shaken from this lust fuelled reverie as I felt my fucker shift up a gear. "You dirty boy waiting for someone to fuck you." He didn't feel so gentle now as he was obviously nearing his climax, he was being driven by the need to breed and I was eager for it. "You need my cum don't you? Going to let me cum all the way inside you aren't you?" He wasn't waiting for a response, and to be honest I wasn't capable of much more than moaning like the slut he was now calling me. But he was right, I did want it. His cum, his load, his fuck juices sprayed deep inside me. I didn't ask but I offered myself and he pushed in without any thought for anything other than raw fucking. He needed to spread his seed and I offered my hole up for his use. And now he was pounding me hard and his cock was throbbing inside me and we were both grunting as his and my needs collided. Pushing all the way inside he suddenly stopped and practically collapsed across my back and his whole body convulsed as his sperm fired out coating my inner walls. I pushed and squeezed my hole around his cock, trying to milk him thouroughly, as desperate to take his cum as he was to make me take it. "Oh fuck boy, that was just what I needed. I think you did too." He slid himself from me and patted my arse. "You are going to be very popular here taking it raw like that. There's a lot who come around here who love to breed a willing hole like yours." He leaned into the my back once more and kissed the back of my neck and whispered in my ear, "and if you weren't poz before you soon will be." With that he left me standing there in the dark as his potent seed soaked into me.

Chapter 8 - Falling Fast The following weekend, on Sunday afternoon, Brian once again found himself shaking with nerves. This time he wasn’t sitting in his Jeep on a strange side street, about to get fucked, but rather siting at a small table in the corner of Starbucks, waiting for his first real date. With Jake. **** Since they had kissed at accepted students day, Brian and Jake proceeded with falling for each other pretty quickly. They talked more with each other at school than they ever had before, and continued chatting by text when they got home. It was mostly about school, college, high school drama, how their dorm room would be set up next year, but things really started moving when Brian asked about the kiss. Brian: “So, umm, you kissed me…” Jake: “Yes I did. And then you kissed me.” Brian: “Haha yup. Did you know I had a crush on you?” Jake: “I had no idea, I didn’t even know you were in to guys! But I’m honored to be your crush haha.” Brian: “Hahaha I’m glad. I didn’t know you were into guys either.” Jake: “Yeah, I’m gay. I’ve known it for a little while, but honestly I’ve been too scared to do anything about it or tell anyone. You’re the first person to know.” Brian: “I’m gay too. I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but I think realizing I had a crush on you is what helped me figure that out.” Jake: “Awww ❤️🏳️‍🌈. Haha not weird at all, I get it. I just really had a feeling there was something between us all day, and then the next thing I know I’m kissing you. I still can’t believe I did that.” Brian: “I’m super glad you did :). So, like, do you want to go out with me some time?” Jake: “Yeah!” They decided to meet up for coffee the following Sunday afternoon, and maybe go see a movie after. Neither of them was truly out, but they both decided this would be the first step, and that they wanted to spent time together. They met up at Starbucks in the early afternoon and just sat and talked for hours. Eventually they decided to go see the movie, and even though they picked the latest superhero film, they still found themselves holding hands for a few minutes, laughing with each other in the dark at the corniness of their first date tropes. It was dark after the movie ended, and on the way back to their cars they decided to go for a walk in the nearby park. Jake offered his hand to Brian as they strolled along the path. Brian took it. Neither of them was quite ready to come out to everyone in their lives, but in that moment, they wanted to be together, and didn’t mind who saw. As they reached their cars, Brian pulled Jake in for a passionate kiss, this one lasting a little longer than the last. Then, it was time to go home. It was a school night, after all. Brian was ecstatic at how things were going with Jake. He could tell they were moving quickly, and while he knew that should make him nervous, it didn’t. What made him nervous was Adam, and his toxic seed. Brian’s cock stiffened every time he thought about their night together, but he was worried a positive diagnosis would ruin his chances with Jake. He wanted to get tested ASAP, but he knew it would take a couple weeks to get accurate results. He figured things wouldn’t go quite that quickly. He was wrong. **** The next Friday, Jake invited Brian over to his house to hang out and play video games. His dad was away for work, so he had the place to himself. Brian was excited to finally get some alone time with Jake, and figured he’d call the night a win if he could actually make out with Jake for longer than a couple minutes. They kicked things off by playing video games, eating pizza, and talking about the physics test they took earlier in the day. Eventually, they shut the PlayStation off, sat on the couch, and just talked. They got to know each other, talked about their futures, and even discussed their sexuality. Finally, close to midnight, they started talking about their budding relationship. “So we’re both gay, we’ve kissed twice, and we kinda went on a date…”, Jake returned from the kitchen with sodas for both of them and sat down on the couch right next to Brian, their arms and legs now touching, as he prepared his question. His voice cracked as he asked it. “…does that make me your boyfriend?” Brian turned and looked at Jake, rested his free hand softly on Jake’s face, and kissed him. Jake’s mouth was ready for it this time, and the two boys shared their third kiss. A moment later, Brian let go, placed his forehead up against Jake’s and said “Does that answer your question?” Jake pulled Brian back in to continue the kiss, and the two of them started making out, slowly and intensely. After a little bit, Brian swung himself up over Jake’s body, straddling him, and took his face in his hands (as Adam had done to him only a couple weeks before). He continued the passionately kissing him for what felt like hours. Both of them could feel this was a special moment, their first real connection with another boy, and Jake especially was eager for more. He lifted Brian’s shirt up and beckoned him to lift his arms so he could take it off, and Brian obliged. “My god you are hot” Jake uttered as he took in Brian’s thin chest and pale stomach. “I’m hot!? I’ve got nothing on you, babe.” Brian responded, testing out how calling Jake “babe” felt. He decided he liked it. “I still can’t quite believe I’m making out with you right now.” Jake pulled him back in for more, but after a moment he stopped to ask a question. Brian could notice the nerves appearing on Jake’s face as he asked “Um, do you want to take this to my room?” Brian hesitated for just a moment, remembering his hesitation about his status, but he didn’t want to disappoint Jake. Before Jake could register any concern, Brian jumped back off the couch, now wearing only the light blue, surprisingly well-fitting, jeans and white socks, and said “lead the way.” Jake grabbed Brian’s hand and led him upstairs to his bedroom. Jake’s room was pretty much what you would expect from a straight high school athlete: some medals, some clothes on the floor, a couple sports posters. It was messy, but neither of them cared; the double bed up against the window was the only thing worth paying attention to. “Yeah, uh, this is my room” Jake started to say, unsure of how exactly to move forward now. Luckily, Brian took the lead said “alright, my turn.” He took Jake by the hips and walked him backwards toward the bed, gently pushing him down to sit on its side. Brian grabbed Jake’s red BU Terriers t shirt and yanked it off, revealing Jake’s toned chest and arms. Jake and Brian could both be described as twinks, but Jake would never be dubbed scrawny. He was a maybe an inch taller than Brian and weighed probably 135. Jake was their high school’s star wrestler in the smaller weight classes, so his smooth upper body was sporting nicely toned and veiny arms, he had a defined six pack, and his legs were slim but packed with muscle. He didn’t have the tan of someone who played an outdoor sport, but he wasn’t Brian’s nerdy pale white either. His dark hair was fluffed up but not quite spiked, and Brian gazed in to his piercing blue eyes, which were the features that made Brian first notice he was attracted to him. “Fuck, you are so hot” Brian said as he dropped to his knees and got in between Jake’s legs. Jake had only been wearing black basketball shorts, which Brian quickly pulled down, along with his briefs, and finally his new boyfriend was naked before him. Jake’s cock was already getting hard, and Brian was unsurprised to find he was smooth all over, given the see-it-all nature of his wrestling uniforms. Without using his hands, Brian leaned down and swooped Jake’s cock up into his mouth, giving him his first blow job. Jake moaned and exclaimed “Oh, fuck…”, and ran his hands through Brian’s hair as he worked magic with his tongue, getting Jake rock hard. Brian pulled back and grasped Jake’s dick, which he guessed measured about 6.5 inches. “Please, keep sucking me” Jake begged. Brian did as he was asked. Quickly enough, Jake shouted “Brian I’m gonna cum!” and unleashed a torrent of teenage cum into Brian’s mouth and down his throat. This was the first time Brian had swallowed cum, and even though the surprise caught him off guard, he did his best to take all of it. He gagged a bit, causing Jake to say “Oh god, sorry, are you okay.” Brian gulped down the cum still in his mouth, and said “Yeah man, I’ve just never had a guy blow in my mouth before. But don’t worry it was fucking hot man!” Jake fell back on to the bed, ass still half-hanging off and feet on the floor, and let out a big exhale. As he stared at the ceiling above him, he said “That was my first anything.” Brian knew he meant this was his first time naked and playing with a boy, but asked “never with a girl?”. Jake said “nope”, and Brian replied, still on his knees “me neither”. Jake flipped over on to his stomach and the climbed up into his bed. He pushed the covers aside, laid down on his side, and propped his head up in his hand, elbow into his pillow. “Going to join me?” he asked. Brian wasted no time hopping up off his knees, unbuckling his belt, and sliding his jeans off, along with his socks. “You want to take these off, or shall I?” he asked with a laugh as he grasped the waistband of his boxers. “Strip for me baby” Jake replied, and Brian slowly slid his dark blue underwear down, revealing his already partially stiff 7.5 inch cock. “Holy crap!” Jake exclaimed, and sat up a bit off the bed to get a better look at Brian’s naked body. “Nice cock skinny boy!” “Haha, come on it’s not all that.” Brian replied bashfully, but with a hint of a smirk on his face. “Get the fuck in my bed” Jake ordered with a laugh. Brian didn’t need any more encouragement. He bounded over and hopped up into the bed with his new boyfriend. They started making out furiously while holding each others’ naked bodies tight, hands exploring all over. Jake flipped Brian on to his back and started kissing him on the chest, down his torso, and all the way to his cock, before taking it in his hand, looking up at Brian, and asking “Can I suck it? I don’t really know what I’m doing but I want to try.” “Dude, I don’t know what I’m doing either, so do whatever feels right!” Jake took Brian in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head of his cock, before trying to get as much of Brian’s dick in to his mouth as he could. He couldn’t take it all and choked up a bit, but Brian just smiled as Jake looked up at him with perfect puppy dog eyes. Jake continued to experiment with Brian’s cock in his mouth for a few more minutes before crawling back up and in to Brian’s arms. Brian wrapped his arms around him as Jake leaned into Brian’s chest. “Did you not like sucking?” Brian asked quietly, stroking Jake’s arm to let him know that was alright if it was the case. Jake stayed silent for a moment, thinking, deciding if he was really going to ask Brian to do what he wanted to do next. “No, I loved it, I just… I want you to fuck me.” “Really!?”, Brian said, surprised. “What?” Jake didn’t understand Brian’s reaction, looking up at him for a clue. “I just… figured… you’d be a top.” Brian laughed. “You’re the hot jock in this relationship, after all.” “I’d definitely be down to try fucking you…” Jake replied as he peeled away from Brian a bit so he could look him in the eyes, “… but I need you inside me.” Brian was as rock hard as he could possibly be, and he wanted to give Jake what he asked for. Brian never got to fuck Adam before he left his house, so he still hadn’t experienced what it was like to slide his cock into another guy. But he couldn’t bring himself to explain to Jake why he couldn’t do it. He didn’t want to ruin their first time together, but he figured if they played safe it would probably be okay. But, he then realized he hadn’t come prepared for this. He dejectedly asked Jake “I don’t have any condoms, do you?” “No” “Damn” he said dejectedly. “That’s alright, I don’t care.” “Are you sure?” “More sure than I’ve ever been about anything. I want you to be my first, Brian.” Brian couldn’t say no. In that moment, he made a snap decision: he was going to roll the dice. “Jake, I want you too baby” Brian said. Jake sat up and got on all fours facing the foot of his bed, presenting his ass to Brian, who simultaneously shifted to his knees behind him. Brian marveled at Jake’s smooth ass, and gently pressed his thumb on his hole, causing Jake almost to fall as his elbows buckled. Neither of them knew enough about fucking yet to worry about foreplay, so a couple minutes of fingering is the only preparation Jake got for what was to come. Brian’s cock was fully hard now, 7.5 inches of teenage muscle that had turned into a cruise missile, ready to find it’s target. “How about lube” Brian asked, and Jake shook his head no. “Okay, suck me off again at least to get me wet, I don’t want to hurt you.” Jake flipped around and gave Brian the sloppiest sucking he could manage. Then, he got back in position, eager to get this done. As Brian grabbed hold of Jake’s hips, he could feel him trembling. “Are you sure? We could do this later with lube and condoms and everything.” Brian was giving Jake one last out. “Please, just put your dick in me” Jake whined seductively. Brian brought his cock up to Jake’s virgin ass and aligned his head with his boyfriend’s hole. He hoped Jake’s spit would be enough lube, and was worried about hurting him, but he knew they both wanted this so badly. Their sparks had been flying since the first moment they saw each other at BU, and he knew this felt right. He began to slowly push in. He didn’t expect how hard it would be to break through Jake’s hole, and he could hear the muffled moans of pain as he finally pushed hard enough to get his cock inside him. Slowly he slid his long slender dick inch by inch into what he thought had to be the tightest opening in existence. Jake’s ass was like a vice grip as Brian went deeper, and the pressure was amazing; like nothing he had ever experienced with his hand. Jake was in pain, but also in love. Like Brian had felt weeks earlier with Adam, he was feeling gay and proud. He was taking a cock from a cute boy that he was falling head over heals for, so he was not going to let a little pain stop him now. “Fuck, Brian, you’re so big” he panted through large gasping breaths. Brian was about half way in to Jake’s hole when he asked “Are you okay?”. Jake replied “Oh, fuck, yes. Are you all the way in?”. “Not, about half way” Brian responded. “Oh god go all the way Brian.” Brian shoved his hips into Jake and bottomed out in his virgin ass, causing both of them to let out loud, guttural moans; Brian feeling for the first time his cock completely gipped by another boy’s tight ass; Jake feeling what it was like to have his crush deep inside him. Brian began pulling out and sliding back in, very slowly at first. Jake alternated between holding his torso up with his hands on his bed, to falling to his elbows and burying his head into his sheets, trying to get used to it. After a few moments, Brian started building up a rhythm that could actually be described as fucking. He had never felt so powerful, holding Jake’s hips in his hands, looking down on his arched back, and driving his potentially HIV-positive cock into the unsuspecting virgin asshole. Jake had never felt so fulfilled, literally and figuratively. Even more-so than Brian, he had had to portray himself as the straight jock for so long, knowing it was a lie. Now he was on his bed taking his boyfriend’s cock in his ass. He picked up the pace. “I’m not going to last long baby. Where do you want me to cum?” Brian asked, although he figured he knew the answer. In between grunts, Jake let out “inside me Brian, cum in me, please.” Brian had wanted to flip Jake on his back so he could look him in the eyes as he did this, but he realized he wasn’t going to last. He began thrusting as hard as he could, making Jake yelp and cry out in what was now, finally, starting to become a mix of pain and pleasure. “Here it comes!” Brian yelled. He pulled Jake’s ass back into him, at the same time driving his hips forward forcefully. With his cock buried 7.5 inches inside of Jake, he experienced the single most intense orgasm he had ever had as he shot a huge rope of his cum deep into his classmate. He quickly leaned in and hugged Jake from behind, his chest on Jake’s back and his hands wrapped around his sweaty wrestler body as he continued to fill Jake’s ass with cum. With the last buck of his hips, and the final cum entering Jake’s hole, they both collapsed on the bed, Brian laying on top of Jake, his cock still inside him. Jake was silent, breathing heavily. Brian exclaimed “That was amazing” before quickly following it with a question of genuine concern, again asking “You okay?” He meant what he said, but it did cross his mind that Jake wouldn’t be able to answer that entirely on his own yet, since Brian could potentially have just pozzed him. Jake started to roll over, so Brian pulled out and sat back up on his knees. Jake swung around and sat cross legged in front of him, both of them admiring the skinny sweating teenager in front of them. “I’m more than okay. That hurt, but I loved it… I might love you.” Jake froze, again, realizing that this time he almost definitely had gone too far. He didn’t know if he meant fully what he said, but in that moment, it was almost as if he had to say it. “Good. I might love you too.” Brian said with a giant smile and a glimmer in his eye, relieving Jake immensely. Jake pounced on Brian and pushed him back into the pillows. They laid together on their sides, legs intertwined, making out without any more words exchanged for what could have been hours. Eventually, they fell asleep, Jake holding Brian close. ***** The two boys woke up relatively early the next morning, since Jake needed to get to a wrestling practice. They showered together, jerking each other off under the hot water, trying to get themselves to cum at the same time (they succeeded, much to their enjoyment). As they got dressed and ate breakfast, they talked about the night before, how much they enjoyed it, and everything else they wanted to do together. Brian was intent on having Jake fuck him next time, but he would have no problem taking on the role of top again too. They also agreed they would figure out a way to come out together before the end of the school year. They wanted to be a couple. The magical morning-after glow shone strong on both of them, as they both felt they had found a missing piece of themselves. After Brian left Jake’s house, reality began to set back in, and he got a queasy feeling in his stomach as he thought about what he had to do next- he had to take an STD test. A few days later, he went to the health center at the local community college to get it done and over with. He didn’t even want to think about how he would tell Jake if his test came back positive; things were going so well. But, he couldn’t shake the strange feeling that, for some reason, that was what he was hoping for. Friday morning, he checked his phone as he was walking in between classes, excited to see Jake next period in history class. He had an email from the clinic. He quickly opened it and scanned for one of two words until he found what he was looking for. He opened his texts and typed out a one-word message to Adam: negative. Adam responded right away. “Damn. We’re going to have to try again. I have a few ideas to make sure I poz you up next time boy. We’ll have meet up again soon.” As Brian walked in, he managed to smile and wink at Jake as they quickly squeezed hands at the back of the room, but he zoned out all throughout history class. Luckily, they were watching a movie, so nobody noticed. He was supposed to be relieved. This was supposed to be great news. But his cock was stirring, and as the bell rung and Brian and Jake parted ways for the next period, he wrote out a reply to Adam and sent it on gut instinct: “Agreed. What do you have in mind?”

(A follow up to Lost in the Dark) OK, where to begin? Recently single and trying to figure out a few things about myself I had ended up cruising an old cottage out on some country lane. Late at night and in the darkness I had been stripped, fucked and loaded multiple times. Poppered up and horny as hell I had begged for their cum each and every time, even after they revealed they were poz and wanted to knock me up with their strains. I was so lost in the pleasure of being filled and used I didn't care. By the time I left the sun was rising and I had been truly wrecked by the men in that dark place. Several weeks later. The gravel crunched under my tires as I pulled into the small parking area. It was quieter than the last time I ventured here. Only a few cars spaced out around the bays in the darkness. I parked close to the small brickwork toilet block and shut down the engine. Sitting there in the relative silence I took stock. I knew why I was back. That hunger, that need couldn't be sated at home alone. I knew that. The fear that had kept me away, was also the fear that had kept me from seeing a doctor. Anyway it has been weeks since I lost myself in this exact same place, since I found myself also. No symptoms, no flu, nothing. I was fine and it was probably all just talk last time anyway. You want this, you want to feel like last time. You want to be the you that was in the dark. I stepped out of the car and walked straight through the pitch black of the doorway. As I walked in I could tell I wasn't alone in there. Echoing off the brickwork in the darkness came the rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh and a continuous, "Unh, Unh, Unh." An animalistic grunting that sent signals straight through me and made my cock immediately harden. I coughed softly as I walked in just so as not to startle who ever it was that was so eagerly engaged, but if anything the noises and the motions became more frantic. As I got closer, and with my eyes now adjusting to the darkness a little I could make out two men at the urinal. One was stripped and bent over with his hands pressed to the wall just as I had been on my last visit. The other was behind him his tracksuit trousers around his knees and his t-shirt hooked up over his head effectively revealing his whole body. The top was pounding hard, his hands gripping the hips of the bottom guy firmly. As I watched I couldn't help but rub myself. I too had worn a tracksuit this time thinking to myself that it would be easier to get in and out of. As I watched I pushed my trousers down and slipped them off leaving me naked from the waist down, my hand pumping up and down my cock with the same pace of the fuck show in front of me. The top motioned to me to step forward as his pumping hips continued to force grunts of pleasure from the bottom he was so eagerly fucking. Following his instruction I was quickly alongside him and he put his arm around my neck and pulled me in for a kiss, never once breaking his stride as he fucked hard and deep into the guy bent in front of him. For my part I was keen to join in in any way I could especially if it meant receiving the same treatment as the one currently getting filled with what seemed a very generous dick. I happily pressed my lips to his and opened my mouth to let our tongues slide around each other. His fingers on the nape of my neck were squeezing and massaging me as we kissed which left me panting with passion. He too began panting but for other reasons as his exertions were reaching their peak. He broke our kiss but held me firm resting our forheads together as his body tensed. His hips were pressed firmly again the arsecheeks of the guy at the urinal and it was obvious he was unloading all the way up insde that well fucked hole. I felt a pang of jealousy wishing it was me receiving that hot creamy delivery but I was still insanely turned on to have been brought in closer to enjoy their coupling. Breathing heavily the top patted the back of my head and panted, "That was fucking hot mate. Wish you'd got here earlier we could all have enjoyed a bit more." I just nodded dumbly in the darkness sensing that this show was going to be over all too soon. The top slowly eased himself out of the arsehole he had just bred and I don't know what came over me. I needed more so I sank to my knees between them and wrapped my lips around his semi hard, cum covered cock and sucked and licked at him tasting everything of the recent fucking. "Oh fuck! You dirty cunt." With his cock in my mouth I couldn't really argue, especially with the use it had so recently been put to. But he was right. I was hungry and felt like being a dirty slut and I wanted to prove it to them both. I could feel him beginning to stiffen and he grabbed my head. I tried to prepare thinking he was going to shove his cock all the way down my throat, but I was surprised when he pulled completely out from between my lips. Before I could murmur even a sound of protest he turned me and pushed my face between the arsecheeks of his freshly fucked companion and told me to get my mouth to use. As I ran my tongue over the wet and opened fuckhole I reached up and grabbed those firm cheeks to spread them making it easier to press my tongue deeper inside. I heard an appreciative murmur from above and from behind me I heard the top address his buddy. "Fuck me this dirty fucker is a live one Tim. Push that load out and feed this pig what he needs." Almost instantly I felt the body of who I now knew to be Tim tense. His arsehole blossomed out as I sucked at him and I tasted the familiar salty sweet flavour of sperm as the last deposit was pushed out onto my waiting tongue. I lapped at his rosebud hole like a thirsty animal getting every drop of cum I could find; all the while Tim groaned from the sensation of my mouth working over his obviously tender opening. "Fuck, its too much, its too much!" Tim straightened up and moved away from my oral ministrations and stood there panting heavily with his slender cock dripping a copious amount of precum. I was transfixed by the glistening tip and made a move to take him into my mouth. He laughed and pulled away saying, "Sorry mate, I know you're hungry for more but you caught us right at the end. We have to be on the road." With that he grabbed the pile of clothes he had been standing over and moved to dress himself. "Tim's right I'm sorry to say. I really do wish we had more time because I would love to fuck that arse of yours." The nameless top apologised as he too began arranging his clothes. "Hopefully we'll catch you here again, but I promise you if you wait here it won't be long before you get what you want, especially with that arse of yours." He made an appreciative noise and playfully slapped my behind as he moved to leave. Following Tim he paused in the doorway and said to me, "John by the way. And I really do hope I get a go on your hole one day, I'd love to breed you good." With that he turned and left before I could respond and I was left in the darkened room still half naked with only the taste of his cum on my lips. I considered his words and decided I could stand to wait a little longer even if I didn't really think it would get better than I'd just had. I kicked my trousers to the side and stood exactly where Tim had so recently held position and I copied him exactly. Hands on the wall back arched and my exposed arse pushed back for anyone to find me, slutty and waiting.

I was in the mood for taking dick one night last week so got cleaned out and ready and started to cruise online. A hung top in his 50s I've fucked once before popped up saying he had a smooth bottom lad on the way over and did u want to join in topping him. The top side in me came out at the thought of dping some smooth hole so I jumped in the car. We all got down to it and the top was eating my hole as I sucked off and ate the bottom guys hole. Then all of a sudden the bottom came down my throat, apologised and left! Well I was only too happy to take that hung older man's load. He fucked me doggy and I begged him to shoot that spunk. The next day I was horned up. There's a cruising spot near me alongside a river and car park. I didn't want to park there though so I parked a mile or so up river and walked the river path and had a smoke. When I got to the woods I quickly cut down into one of the paths and started to explore. It was totally dead so rolled another and just chilled in the warmer weather. Then I saw a guy walking in one corner of the woods, I wasn't sure he could see me so I intercepted him so I came into view. Once he saw me I turned round and walked into secluded area, sure enough he followed. We got our cocks out then he sucked me off, I sucked and deepthroated him and reached round and opened up his cheeks with my other hand. Sure enough is hole was all soft and easy to finger. I spat on my finger and rubbed it into his hole. Turned him round rubbed spit over my dick and slid in. He was really tall though so it was just awkward and once he'd cum I zipped up and carried on walking around. I wanted cock and arse real bad now! Almost immediately I came across another guy, thick set rubbing a big bulge. We sucked each others cocks, he was hard as fuck and thick. I asked if he topped, he said yeah so turned around. We had an audience now of about 4 other men. He slid in and it fucking hurt. Took it out and I sucked him again while the fire in my hole subsided. Big hit of poppers and I turned round again. He slid in. Fuck, holy fuck did it feel good. Felt like a whore with the men watching, getting fucked in the woods. I was pumping out precum. He shot his load and another guy walked up. Kinda fat, not good looking but a nice dick. He sucked mine and I sucked his, asked if he wanted to fuck me and turned round. He was smaller than the other guy but the fact my hole was so slick and hot from the previous fuck meant his cock felt incredible sliding in. Then he asked if I'd fuck him, OK so turned him round. He wad slightly ginger and had that perfect pink, deep hole. I slid in and fucked him for a while but then he said he needed to fuck me again and cum, no problem! I bent over again and wanked my dick while he pounded me, he didn't last long and pulled out, moments later I shot my load on the dirt floor. Turned round he was already gone. Pulled my boxers up and walked back to the car with that slick feeling of cum and spot between my cheeks

I live wit a roommate now but she left last week to Mexico for a Whole monthto visit family . So 2 days ago the landlord came to pick up the rent . He is hot and latino he's mexican nice build , works out and very good looking and he's about 40 . That same day i had gotten up early got on grindr talked to someone and supposedly he was gonna come over so i got ready showered , deep clean enema etc... But he cancelled on me last moment. I was mad . So i just waited for the landlord to come over and I thought once i give him the rent money and he leaves I'ma get on grindr again and keep trying . I was thinking he probably going to bring his girlfriend over cuz he has brought her over before a korean girl . But to my surprise he showed up alone . We made small talk i told him where's your girlfriend? And he was like she started working already. And then i told him I'm ALL alone my roommate left for a whole month to Mexico! . He then out of nowhere said can I come in? That moment i felt my heart beat faster and i just couldn't believe it ! He was the one making the first move . ! It was too good to be true . So i told him yes . He sat down in the couch and next thing u know we were making out passionately. Like i said earlier I was ready to go showered and deep cleaned . So i started sucking him off and oh dam he was porn star size huge and thick from down there . Then he ate me out for a good 10 mins he told me he loved my nice smooth pink hole and that i tasted good . He didn't even ask if I had condoms he just put it raw with only spit no lube . Fuck it hurt ! But also felt sooo good as I felt him open me up with that huge thick dick of his . It was probably about 9 inches n thick . I hadn't been fucked in 3 months so i really needed this . Then after he was in halfways i told him is it all the way in ? I felt my ass full already and he was like no it's only half ways in. So he grabbed my hips since he had me doggy style and RAMMED it all the way in there I screamed now he was all the way in fuck it hurt but felt so good . Once he started going i started feeling pleasure all over my body . I took a huge hit of my poopers I was in heaven . He fuckd me 3 times in one day every position u can think off . Came so much deep in me. After we were done he was like can I come every day ? After I take my girlfriend to work ? I told him definitely! We have a whole month to ourselves. I just hope my ass can handle being fucked every day by that big dick dick of his . I erased grindr cuz having him come over i don't need grindr everyone is a flake on there .

Ch.3 My hole ached in that good way that follows a decent fuck and I could feel that heat pulsing through me as I stood there. Alone again I reflected on the last thing said to me. I knew it, of course I did, it was obvious. If I keep letting men cum in me especially like this, strange men who just want to unload in any willing hole then I'm bound to end up with something. But I also knew that the truth was I didn't care. Even if I stayed away like last time I would just end up back here bent over and taking any cock that wanted me when the urge outgrew my resistance. I couldn't deny it to myself there was a part of me that hoped it would happen, if it wasn't already inside me, that each of those loads carried so much more than just sperm into me. I had already changed so much, accepted so much about myself and this felt like another step down than path. I wanted it. I needed more loads, more infected cum to transform me, to free me to be in this place without fear. I reached behind myself and absent minded began fingering my puffy used arsehole. Even just this sensation of sliding my fingers into myself through the sperm that had just been left there made me moan softly. I really am a slut. This though made me bring my fingers to my mouth and suck on them, tasting the fuck, my hole and the cum and I knew how hooked I was. This was the real me in this dark room and I liked it. This epiphany drew me to my senses, again I had no idea how long I had stood there leaning half naked and exposed as I played with myself. I realised that I was probably alone now and, straightening my clothes I left the toilet block and stepped into the moonlit carpark. The comparative brightness was intense, I hadn't realised how bright the moon was on my way in but now the reflected light made everything so clear. I walked back to my car noticing only a couple of other parked vehicles. Against one leant a man as he smoked clearly looking with interest at any movement hoping to find his own desires fulfilled. I smiled to myself as I thought he should have tried the toilet block; there was a slut just in there giving it up for anyone. I climbed into my car but I just sat there. I wasn't waiting specifically but I also didn't want to leave just yet so I sat and watched. A couple of cars came and went, cigarette man climbed back into his car and sat there like I was now doing. I felt I might as well enjoy myself if I was to be staying put for a while. I leaned back in my seat and took my cock out. It felt quite liberating to openly stroke like this and I wondered why I had never chanced an outside wank before. I kept building and slowing, occasionally raising my fingers and licking up the precum as it ran from the tip of my stiff prick. As my pleasure built so my boldness grew. I slipped off my trousers again and sat there naked from the waist down as I slowly wanked for anyone to see. Admittedly they would have to stand next to my car to get a good look but I still felt very exposed and very horny because of it. I spread my legs and reached in to rub and finger my still slick anus as I wanked. Double the pleasure. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes to revel in the sensations I was submitting myself to. Clearly I was enjoying myself too much because otherwise I would have seen and heard the car that had arrived and parked right next to me.

Part 6 The rest of the week was pretty much the same. Colt and I couldn't get enough of each other. We were fucking like animals everyday after school as well as finding more secret places at school for a daily blowjob. Sometimes Colt sucked me off, sometimes I sucked him off. And I have to admit, I liked sucking him off because I loved having the taste of his cum in my mouth as we sat in Trig. On Thursday, when we were behind the bleachers and he was on his knees sucking me and jerking himself, I told him to cum in his hand. When he did, I licked it all off. He loved that I loved the taste of his cum so much. On Friday, Colt told me he had to run an errand after school and that he'd pick me up at 6:00 for a surprise. Knowing him, it could have been anything, but as long as it involved sex with him, I was up for anything. That evening found us in his truck driving into Ft. Worth. Colt drove an 88 Ford F-250, black, and jacked up with monster tires. A perfect beast of a truck for a perfect beast of a man. He was looking his hottest that night with his black cowboy hat and sleeveless checkered shirt, his big ole belt buckle proudly sitting above his crotch in the tightest jeans he owned. I was snuggled up against him like his bitch, with his arm draped around me, lightly stroking my nip. He hadn't told me where we were going, but then, I didn't really care as long as I was with him. "So, don't you want to know where we're going?" He finally asked me. "I guess." I answered. "It's showtime. Gotta do a cam show." "Well Colt, I don't know about that." I said, sitting up a bit. "See, that's why I didn't tell you. I didn't want you to be a pussy. Look, I'm not asking you to do anything, I just want you to be there. You know I love you." He said as he stroked my cheek. "I wanna share everything with you and not feel like we have secrets. Besides, you've already seen my shows, and you sure seemed to like them." He had me there. "Yea, you're right I suppose, as always." I laughed. "So, what kind of show is it tonight?" "A gangbang. Dante said he's got 15 guys lined up for tonight." My dick stirred in my pants as I pictured Colt taking 15 cocks up that perfect ass of his. Damn, I was turning into quite the [banned word]. Eventually we pulled up to a nice house, one of those Victorian ones in the older part of town. Carlos answered the door and let us in. The parlor and dining room were full of men already. All kinds, mostly older, a few younger ones, with all different body types. I recognized Ron and Billy and they gave me a little wave as I followed Carlos and Colt up the stairs. We entered a bedroom where everything was already set up, including a bag of powder, a pipe, some syringes and brown bottles on the night stand. "Here, drink this." Said Dante as he handed Colt a bottle of Gatorade. "The show starts in 20 minutes." Colt chugged the bottle down. "This your friend you were telling me about?" He said looking me up and down. "Yea, this is Austin. He's gonna chill and watch the show." "He's tasty." Dante said as if I wasn't even there. "Let me know if you ever want to make some money kid. I can make you a star like Colt." I blushed. "I don't think so. I'm just here for moral support." "Morals?" Carlos laughed. "You're boyfriend ain't got no morals. That's why he's so popular. He's a pig and he's fuckin hot as shit." "Oh you sweet talker." Purred Colt as he grabbed my waist and pulled me into him, kissing me deeply. "Mmmmm, you two look good together." Said Dante. "Seriously kid, think about it. It's good money!" I just kinda laughed as Colt pulled me onto the bed, sitting me next to him. He lit up a pipe and took a big hit before shotgunning it into me. I could see Dante rubbing his crotch out of the corner of my eye as Colt's tongue explored my mouth. My cock was rock hard in my jeans. After a few more shotguns Colt stood up. "Go sit over there." Colt directed me, pointing towards a chair in the corner. As I walked away he slapped me on my ass. "I love ya bitch." I just smiled and sat down, ready to enjoy the show. "All right stud, it's showtime." Announced Dante. "We got about 60 people watching, so let's give em what they paid for!" Colt's eyes just lit up as he started giving the camera his best slutty face. God he was such a whore, I thought as I rubbed my hard cock. "Hey guys." He began, looking right into the camera. "You ready to watch my teenage jock pussy get gangbanged?" He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his big flat pecs and washboard abs. He held up a pipe and took a big hit, slowly exhaling a big white cloud as he removed his shirt. He took another big hit and exhaled as he rubbed his chest and stomach. "Is the what you like, fuckers? You like watching me get fucked up before I get raped? You like it when I'm a high, slutty pig?" He took another hit, exhaling as he unbuckled his belt and popped his fly buttons, the thick white cloud washing over his naked torso. "Well I've taken a nice big hit of G, and I'm feeling good and slutty, like the cumdump I am." Colt smiled as he leaned down and pulled off one of his boots. With half closed eyes he brought the boot up to his face and licked it seductively as he groaned. "Mmmmm, I love the taste of a leather boot." I just sat there, mesmerized by Colt's performance as he slathered the boot with his tongue. It took me a moment before I realized Carlos was tapping on my shoulder, holding out a pipe. I smiled as I took it and inhaled a big hit just as Colt was taking another one. He brought his second boot up to his face and licked it as he slowly exhaled the cloud out of his nose. Then he stood up and teasingly pulled down his jeans, exposing a tight, yellow jockstrap. The pouch bulged with an odd shape. Colt just smiled into the camera as he pulled the pouch aside, revealing that his cock was locked in a cage. The huge monster was visibly straining in it's confines. "You like that guy's?" Colt cooed into the camera. "Tonight it's about this faggot jocks pussy, and nothing else!" He said as he turned around and bent over, spreading his cheeks and showing the camera his hot fuckhole. He turned his head to the camera and said, "I'm Colton Sawyer Cooper, I'm an 18 year old high school jock, and I'm ready to get gang fucked!" He sat back on the bed and pulled his jeans off his legs and his socks, and sat back in all his jock strapped glory as Carlos proceeded to tie off his bicep. Then Colt stuck out his tongue and groaned as Carlos slowly dragged the rig across it. Then he looked at Carlos with pure lust and said, "Yea, give it to me. Fuckin slam my faggot jock ass!" Carlos pushed the plunger on what looked like a big slam, and Colt's eyes and mouth flew wide open after the band was released, and he started panting like a bitch in heat as the bedroom door opened and the men poured in. Most of them wore some kind of mask and they varied from basic eye masks to full hoods. 5 of them wore none at all, including Ron and Billy. All of them were hard and stroking their cocks. Colt rolled on his back and spread his legs wide, showing the men his hungry hole. The men made all kinds of comments. "Fuck yea, look at that whore." "What a slut!" "He can't wait for cock in his hole!" "Fucking jock pig!" "Stupid fuckin cumdump!" "God yes!" Colt begged. "Fuck me like the whore I am!" The men just laughed as they surrounded the bed. The first guy climbed on the bed. He was apparently middle aged with a furry beer belly and an average sized cock. He slapped Colt hard across the ass. "Get on your hands and knees cunt!" He ordered Colt. Colt scrambled into position. I have to say, I loved seeing Colt in this position. It showed off his body so well from his big strong arms and broad, bull like shoulders to his flat stomach and small waist, culminating in his big, round white muscle ass sticking proudly out, awaiting its destiny. The man spit on Colt's hole a couple of times before spitting on his cock. He grabbed Colt's curly hair and twisted his face toward the camera. "What's your name again cunt?" He demanded. Colt looked into the camera with his glassy, lust filled eyes as another man held a brown bottle under his nose. Colt took two long huffs before he replied. "Colton Sawyer Cooper, Sir." Colt huffed more on the bottle as the man asked, "What high school do you go to bitch?" I was a little shocked when Colt answered, "Cleburn High, Sir." But I guess at this point the viewers pretty much knew everything about him. Colt huffed more as his face turned bright red and his eyes crossed a bit. "And what do you want slut?" Demanded the man. "Cocks, Sir!" Replied Colt as he huffed more, his head now being held up by the man gripping his hair. "Cocks in my hole, cum in my pussy!" "Anyone's cock? Any total stranger's cock, no matter what they look like?" "Yes Sir. Please Sir!" Begged Colt. "And why is that?" Growled the man. "Because I'm a pussy jock cumdump!!" Colt shouted. "That's right bitch!" Hissed the man as he yanked Colt's head back and simultaneously slammed his cock balls deep into the waiting hole before him. Colt let out a howl as his hole was ripped open with nothing more than spit. This gave the man who was holding the poppers a chance to ram his longer than average cock right down Colt's throat. Colt was obviously not prepared for that as he coughed and gagged. The man fucking him slammed Colt's head up and down on the cock like a rag doll as he power fucked Colt's ass, not giving either hole a chance to get warmed up, they were both just brutally battered. I hit the pipe again as I watched the man I loved more than anything get brutally raped in real life right in front of me. And my dick was hard as steel. The man fucking him didn't take long before he buried himself in Colt's hole and pumped a load of cum deep into him. As soon as he pulled out, the guy that had been fucking Colt's throat moved to his ass and rammed his cock into the hilt while the first guy moved to Colt's head and stuck his slimy cock into Colt's mouth and he cleaned it off like the hungry pig he was. It went like this for the first 4 men. The 5th man was a big bear of a man, with a huge cock to match. His large barrel of a body was covered in grey hair and tattoos. He rolled Colt onto his back and spread his legs apart. Dante got a close up of Colt's already gaping hole as cum dribbled out of it. Another man held Colt's head in his lap as he fed him more poppers. The tattooed man smiled down as the whore beneath him. "You want this cock boy?" He asked, showing a blurry eyed Colt his fat 10 incher. "Oh god, yes Sir!" Colt slurred. "Fuck me, PLEASE!" He begged like a wanton slut. The man stuck his fingers in Colt's mouth, pulling his jaw down, making his mouth wide open. He then proceeded to hock a loogie right onto Colt's tongue, followed by two big spits right into his mouth. He pushed Colt's mouth closed and rammed his fat cock into the waiting hole as Colt groaned and swallowed his piss and snot. The man held onto Colt's massive thighs as he plow drived his cock in and out of Colt for a good 10 minutes before he too was adding his seed into the mixture within Colt's guts. After he pulled out and another anonymous man enter Colt, he moved to Colt's head so the slut could clean off the slimy cum and ass covered cock. When he was clean, he slapped Colt hard across the face. "Open wide pig!" He ordered my man. Colt obeyed and within moments, the tattooed man was pissing into his wide open hole. The guy fucking him started pounding him harder as Colt valiantly tried to swallow all the piss, but it nevertheless poured out of his mouth and sloshed over his face and into his hair. The various men around him laughed at him and called him more degrading names. "Look at that nasty little piss pig!" "Yea he's not only a cumdump, but a toilet too!" "What a pathetic jock bitch!" "Someone else piss in that disgusting whore's mouth!" Another man stepped up and started pissing into Colt's mouth and all over his face as the guy fucking him dumped another load into his increasingly sloppy cunt. I sat there, glued to the scene playing out before me, my pants and shorts around my ankles, stroking my throbbing cock. I had obviously watched Colt be a submissive slut in his videos, but sitting here, watching it happen live was so much nastier and hotter. I watched as 4 more men fucked Colt's slutty hole and more used his mouth as a urinal, making the bed around his head a wet sloppy mess that his face was continually shoved into as he was fucked on his stomach. Finally, I could take no more and decided I needed in on the action. But I didn't want to show my face. I motioned Carlos over and told him I wanted a mask. "Hot damn!" He said as he fetched me a leather executioners hood. Perfect, I thought, as I was feeling very dominant and that fit perfectly. I put it on and walked naked to the bed as the last fucker was cumming in Colt. I grabbed his piss soaked hair and pulled his face into mine, staring right into his glassy eyes. "Guess who bitch?" I snarled. "It's your Master." Colt's fucked up eyes looked into mine and he smiled as he whispered, "Master." "That's right bitch." I said, really getting into the dominant role. "You've been putting on a good show for the audience like the good teenage jock faggot slut you are, but it's time to up the ante and really show them what your cumhole can take!" Colt just smiled. "Yes Master, please use me for your pleasure!" "Oh I will, whore. Don't you worry about that!" I said as I motioned for Ron and Billy to come over. "Your nasty slut hole is about to get double fucked!" I knew those two big cocks were going to split Colt wide open, and my heart pounded at the thought of it. I had Ron lay down on the bed and made Colt lie on his back on top of him. Then I grabbed a baggie of T and used some of the cum leaking out of Colt's blossoming rosebud to coat their cocks till they were nice and slick, then covered them with crystal. I could see Colt visibly shake in anticipation of what he knew was about to happen. I ripped his jockstrap off of him and soaked the pouch in poppers before I placed it over his nose. Then I sat my hole right on Colt's mouth and hooked my elbows around his knees, spreading him wide open. Billy placed Ron's cockhead against Colt's puffy, red hole, and Ron rammed it in. Colt shook and whimpered as his inflamed ass tissues started to burn. The he really screamed as Billy plunged his T covered cock in next, ripping Colt's hole wide open, however, his screams were muffled by my asshole covering his mouth and the only air he could get was through his popper covered nose. Eventually his body went kind of limp, but his tongue and mouth ate my hole with gusto as the boys pounded their two cocks into him. "Yea, fuck that slut!" I egged them on. "Show that whore what his hole was made for! It's nothing but a faggot jock cum receptrical!" Ron bucked his hips beneath us as Billy pulled out his cock all the way before slamming it back in while Colt moaned like a bitch and devoured my hole. I could see that Billy's cock had some red streaks on it, and I smiled knowing how busted Colt's ass was. Eventually, both boys shot their loads into my whore and pulled, leaving an angry gaping oozing red hole in their wake. I motioned for the last 2 guys to come over, both again with big cocks, bigger than the last two. This time I had Colt lay face down on the bottom guy as the big cock slid into his cum pudding hole like it was nothing. Then the other guy lined up his cock and stabbed it into Colt. Colt let out a loud groan and I grabbed his head, turning it to face the camera. "Look at your audience!" I ordered him, as I got even further into this dominant role. "Let them see your whore face as the big, bad high school football player gets his slutty faggot pussy used for what it was made for!" I fed Colt some fresh poppers as he just kinda babbled gibberish. I forced my hard cock into his throat and held him there as I pinched and pulled his nipples.Eventually, I started pissing, pulling back so only the head of my cock was in his mouth. "That's right bitch! Drink your Master's piss, and don't spill a drop, or else!" Like a good piss pig, Colt gulped down every drop as two more loads flooded his hole. They were the last two. Colt had taken 15 loads. But there was still more. I took the camera and handed it to one of the guys as Carlos and Dante climbed on the bed. This time they both laid on their backs and scooted their asses together. Dante's massive black cock and Carlos's fat Mexican pipe combined to make one, immense ass breaking cock. I measured and both my hands barely fit around it. "I think our whore could use a little booster first." Said the tattooed man as he picked up a rig. "I agree." I said, as I moved behind Colt and slid my arms under his pits, locking my hands behind his neck. The tattooed man tied off his arm and had the needle stuck in before Colt could even realize what was happening to him. Then the plunger went down, the band came off, and Colt was off and coughing. "Come on," I told Ron and Billy," grab his legs, you," I said to the tattooed guy, "We'll grab his arms. Let's lift him up." Now Colt was a big, heavy muscle boy, but the four of us were strong and we lifted him up and positioned his leaking rosebud right on the tip of Dante's longer cock. "Ok, on the count of three, drop him!" I instructed. "One." I said as another guy covered Colt's nose and mouth with fresh poppers in his jock. We held him there for a few moments as Colt breathed fast and deep from the slam. "Two...." "Three!" We all let go as Colt's heavy body dropped straight down onto the massive cock pole waiting for him. Even as fucked up as he was, Colt let out a scream as his hole was stretched wider than it ever had been. I held onto him enough so that he wouldn't topple over. "Come on guys, let's help this bitch get REALLY fucked!" I told the men. Ron and Billy each grabbed an ankle, spreading them wide apart, giving a full view of the insanely huge double cock as it ruined Colt's pussy. The tattooed guy and I each lifted Colt under his arms, and soon we were lifting and lowering Colt on the huge double cock, making sure his flaming hole rubbed into their pubes with each stroke. Soon, we were lifting him up and off the cocks, letting the camera get a good view of his distended ass lips before we dropped him back down, full force. Colt's head just flopped around, like his metal encased cock, as he was reduced to a mere thing. He wasn't even just a faggot jock pussy, he had become nothing more than literally a gaping, oozing hole. He grunted like a pig each time he was dropped onto their pubes as what was left of his hole became hamburger. And my cock throbbed harder than it ever had. Thank goodness it didn't take Dante and Carlos too long before they were shooting their loads into the fuck toy being forcibly bounced on their cocks. Colt flopped back onto the bed as the huge double cock slipped out of him. As high as he was, he was too fucked out to even move. But I hadn't cum yet. I lifted his legs to show the audience his bright red rosebud. Then, without even giving him a chance to breath, I started pushing my fist into him. Unsurprisingly I met zero resistance as his hole practically sucked my hand in. I marveled at the wet, gooey mush I felt in his guts. In no time I was halfway up my forearm as the tattooed man fed him more poppers. Colt gasped and groaned as I pushed my fingers deeper into him, past his second sphincter. My dick leaked like crazy as more of my arm dissapeared into him. Colt's eyes just rolled back in his head as he panted and whined as I made a fist inside of him and started pushing in and out. With each push I went a little deeper as the the tattooed guy worked Colt's titties. Before I knew it, I was elbow deep in that sluts wrecked cunt. And the next thing I knew, Colt was shaking and crying out like a girl as a huge load of watery cum flowed out of his caged cock. This was too much for me, and I pulled back my arm till only my fist remained in him. Then I shoved my throbbing cock into him. I wrapped my hand around my dick as they were both buried inside Colt, and jerked myself off inside my best friend, the love of my life as he continued to jerk and whine like a bitch. I shot my load into his mushy guts as I dumped what felt like a gallon of sperm. After I pulled out of Colt, and collapsed on the bed next to him, I watched as Carlos approached with a huge buttplug. It slipped easily into Colt. Then Carlos grabbed Colt and jerked him off the bed. He held Colt's arm behind his back as he pushed the exhausted teen out the bedroom door and down the stairs. He opened the front door and pushed Colt out, making him fall onto the grass. "Now beat it Punta!" He said as he spit on Colt. "Get your whore ass out of here until the next time." He said as he slammed the door. I watched through the window as a naked Colt scrambled to his truck and crawled in the cab. "Just a little extra fun for the audience." He laughed as Dante filmed it. Back upstairs in the room, as I got dressed and gathered Colt's clothes, Dante handed me $3500. "Three grand is for him." He said. "He totally earned it tonight. We're gonna make a fortune off this tape. Although, I don't know how we're going to top that. $500 is for you." "Thanks man. Can I buy some of that shit from you?" "Here." Said dante as he handed me a fat baggie, 3 loaded points and couple of pipes. "Consider this a bonus. Your slut was more than worth it tonight." "Thanks." I said, as I exchanged numbers with Dante as well as Ron, Billy, and the tattooed man whose name was Hank. "Here, you can keep this hood too." Added Carlos as he tossed it to me. "It looks hot on you." "And here's the whores cage keys." Said Dante as he handed them to me. "I think that whores weekend is far from over." I said with an evil smile as I took possession of the keys.

We kissed, gently at first but then the animal in him took over and he pushed his tongue deep and forcefully into my throat, causing me to gasp for breath. I reached down and fumbled with the button fly and belt of his jeans desperate to see what was hidden inside. I guess I’m what you would call a size queen and as the package finally revealed it’s hidden treasure I gasped again as I felt that monster cock in my hands, it was at least 9 inches and very thick, just what I needed to hit the spot. His name wasn’t important; I don’t think we’d even exchanged those silly details when we’d met in the bar just 30 minutes earlier, but the attraction was instant and intense between us and neither of us had been able to take or eyes of the other. He was taller than me at around 6”2, dark, with cropped hair and very muscular, he came across as confident without being arrogant and it really was a case of our eyes meeting across a crowded room. He smiled and raised his beer in salute to me and I smiled back, blushing a little at the attention from the smiling hottie. My light complexion meant that even the slightest blush shone on me and I brushed my blond hair away from my face in a gesture that I suddenly felt was too overtly camp. I’m no screamer by any means but with my shoulder length blonde hair and slight but toned build I felt out of place in most gay bars, surrounded by muscle marys. I was startled from my daydream by looking back up and finding the hunk standing there next to me. He smiled that killer smile again and said, “Got a place?” I nodded and we headed together for the bar exit. So here we were, in my apartment, I was lucky enough to live just minutes from the bar and I was now pushed against the hallway wall moaning gently as he nibbled his way gently down my neck, and playing with my left nipple through the fabric of my tight fitting t-shirt. I put up no resistance as he pulled my shirt up over my head, exposing my chest and allowing him to work his way down further and nibble my erect nipple. He shucked off the jeans and underwear from round his ankles and still suckling my hard nipple he began to unbuckle my belt and push down my trousers and underwear, allowing my own throbbing cock to burst free. He ran his hands up and down its length causing me to shudder slightly. He stopped what he was doing and stepped back from me, smiling and looking me up and down all the while, I blushed now, standing naked in my own hallway with this handsome stranger, finally now he broke the silence “Shall we move somewhere more comfortable” he said. I didn’t need any other encouragement and took him by his hand and led him through to my bedroom down the darkened hallway. Once through the door he discarded his shirt revealing a big muscular chest with a light dusting of hair and then animal in him took over again, he pushed me hard, face down into the bed and parted my ass cheeks. This guy knew what he wanted and was taking no prisoners, I heard him spit onto his hand and felt him start to rub one finger along the hairy crack of my ass ……… I shuddered again, I was so hot by now that I wanted to scream at him to fuck me and fuck me hard. I felt my asshole pop as he slid his finger into me and began to work his saliva into me, I felt the finger pull out and heard him spit again, this time he began to work two fingers into me, “oh yeh baby, this is one hot ass, I can feel it sucking on my fingers, it’s just dying to feed on my big cock”. A third finger went in and I wanted nothing more than that cock in me. I reached over to my nightstand and passed a condom back to him and picked up the little brown bottle of poppers that i kept there (hey i'm no angel - i love a poppered up fuck). I started to sniff heavily on the poppers and within seconds my head was buzzing and I began to feel him slide into me, he was gentle at first and despite the poppers it hurt, as my ass resisted such a large intrusion. He’d stop momentarily and then I’d feel him start to slide more into me, until finally he was resting fully against my firm ass with that beautiful cock throbbing gently inside me. He stayed that way for a few minutes as if savouring the feeling of my tight warm ass wrapped around his meaty cock and then slowly pulled out partially and then pushed back into me and I moaned loudly as he grazed my prostate and really hit the spot. It wasn’t the easiest of fucks and I wished a little that he’d used more lube than just his spit, but nevertheless I was really starting to get into the rhythm arching my back and raising my ass to push back to meet him as he started to fuck me harder and slam his cock into my ass. Then something fluttered past my shoulder and onto the bed, it was the unopened condom packet! The buzz from the poppers was gone then and I almost shouted, “Are you fucking me raw?” and tried to buck him off. “It’s the ONLY way to fuck pretty boy” he growled and pushed his full weight down on me pressing me to the bed and stepping up the pace of his fucking. Despite my best intentions I was now really get off on the fact that I was effectively being raped. He paused his fucking and reached over my shoulder and grabbed the bottle of poppers, first taking a hit himself and then forcing the bottle under my nose, “sniff” he barked at me. Totally compliant now I took hold of the bottle myself and inhaled deeply into both nostrils, again after a few moments that buzz kicked in and my head began to spin and I now ached to be fucked by that big raw cock in my ass. I moaned gently and he laughed, “yeah, I’m gonna make a barebacking bitch out of you yet”. I didn’t say a word, I didn’t want to admit that I liked this out loud – I wasn’t ready to confess my new found desires either to myself or to him but I guess he’d taken my moaning as the signal to start again and he started again to fuck my ass HARD. As the poppers really took effect I couldn’t imagine anything more important than getting every inch of that cock in me. His fucking was relentless now and he really slamming into my ass, pounding me so hard that I felt I was in danger of being forced through the mattress. He was still pounding away but leant forward now and started growling in my ear, “oh yeh pretty boy I am going to fill this tight little ass with cum”, “take it, you bitch”, “yeh c’mon, open that ass for my big cock” .... this dirty talk was making me so damn hard that there was now nothing more important that that cock inside me. His pace and his breathing both quickened now and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he came; I was high on poppers and lost in the intense feeling of the fucking I was receiving but still I was filled with a mixture of dread and excitement at the thought of someone cumming inside me for the first time. He was panting heavily now and pounding my ass hard, with a final hard slam into me I could feel his cock pulsing as he blew what felt like a big load of cum deep into my guts and he yelled as he came, almost screaming into my ear, “take it bitch, take my hot toxic cum!”. With a final few stabs into my ass he fell on top of me, breathing heavily, Something amazing happened while he was fucking me, without even touching myself I had cum. My own orgasm had been intense, I’d never cum without jerking myself off before and yet here I was, laid stomach down with a pool of my own neg sperm soaking into my mattress, still with this hunky guy on top of me with my guts full of poz cum and his softening cock still inside me. With a plop, his cock pulled out of my ass and he flopped over onto his back, I rolled over onto my side, revealing the cum underneath and he laughed, “I guess you enjoyed that after all”. I smiled sheepishly and nodded, feeling alive at being released from the tyranny of condoms, I HAD enjoyed it and something inside had changed and I knew I’d definitely bareback again and soon. “I have to ask you something” I said, unable to look him in the eye now. He placed a finger softly on my lips, the gesture intended to shush me, “yeh, I am poz”, he said. I sighed deeply, “I guess I expected to get it at some point but I never expected to do it so willingly” He smiled again, leant forward and kissed me gently, “you ready to go again and make sure you do convert?” I looked down and noticed he was hard again, and stroking his big tool. I only smiled and rolled over, raising my ass in the air again ……. And you know what, I was ready!

On my way to I stopped in the men's room at the Roosevelt Ave train station. A guy I recognized from other men's rooms around town, was keeping watch at the door. When I walked in this tall thin horse-hung black guy was fucking a young hairy white dude. I watched them fuck for a while when the black guy motioned for me to come over. I checked to make sure there was still someone watching the door. Then I joined in. The black guy fucked the white guy while the white guy sucked my dick. The black guy asked me "do you want to fuck him?" I said yes." The black guy ordered the white to "Give him your ass." Whitey turned around and started to suck the black guy's cock while I fucked his ass. The guy at the door started to cough which meant meant someone was coming. We scattered like roaches. But guy who came in was also looking for action. I started fucking the hairy white guy again while he sucked the big black cock. I turned around to check the door and saw the guy who had been watching the door was getting his cock sucked by the other man who had come in. Mr Watch-The-Door wasn't much to look at; but he had a huge cock, one definitely worth sucking and riding. I just kept pounding away at the white guy while he was swallowing the big black dick. I was getting close to shooting and said "I was gonna cum." The black guy told me to shoot my load in the white guy's ass. He kept repeating "shoot your load in his ass, I want to fuck his cum lubed ass." With that I shot my load up the white guy's ass, which he seemed to milk right out of my cock. I could feel him tighten his ass muscles as I pulled out. He wanted every drop of my load. Soon as I pulled out the black guy shoved his huge fat cock up the white's ass. "Fuck man this feels great, I can feel his load in you. You're gonna leave here with two loads in you." I got turned on watching those two go at it. The white started sucking my cock again. The the black pounded his ass. And I do mean pound. Every time he thrust into the white guy's ass his mouth automatically swallowed my cock. I heard the black guy say "Baby I'm gonna cum." He started shaking and moaning, then let out a big yelp and stood there all sweaty and slowly pulled his cock out of the other's ass. I was still getting my dick sucked when the black guy rammed his tongue down my throat, and I shot my second load in the white guy's mouth. As I left the bathroom the guy who had been watching the door said, "It was great watching you guys." By the way, I was 20 minutes late for work but it was worth it.

Ch.4 "Oh shit!" I was on edge. I had several fingers plunged deep into my hole pressing on my prostate and my other hand was firmly gripping and tugging at my hard, precum slick dick. The thought of being seen added an extra level to this and insanely I needed to be seen, to be exposed. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I was groaning and panting as I could feel my orgasm pushing that point of no return. SLAM The door of the car next to me had opened and closed and the unmistakable noise of footfalls crunched the gravel. "Fuck Yes!" I don't know how loud I cried out as the first jet of cum launched itself from the head of my dick but anyone next to the car would have plainly heard. I grunted several more times as sperm erupted from me. My fist rapidly pumping my cock as my fingers burrowed and squirmed deep inside me from behind. My climax subsided and I slumped into my seat. I looked out of my window and could only see the body and hands of, presumably, the driver of the car now parked next to mine. His hands were busy too as he pumped his cock hard and fast. Obviously encouraged by my display. I pressed the window control and as it lowered I could hear the guy grunting as he fisted his cock right there in front of my face. Even though I had just had one hell of an orgasm I was still in that horny afterglow. I raised myself and half leaned through the window. He was so close I could easily run my tongue over his cockhead. "Yessss!" He hissed through clenched teeth as I licked at the thick knob and savoured his flavour. He let go of himself and grabbed my head to press his dick between my lips and began to push across my tongue to the back of my throat. I don't know if you've ever tried to suck cock through a car window? But it's not a comfortable position, especially from the drivers seat. I managed to last for a few minutes without choking but I was awkwardly twisted and I needed to move. As I pushed myself away from his, admittedly, delicious cock I pulled the handle of my door to swing it open. To give us both easier access I swung my legs out and slipped to my knees on the ground in front of him and looked up as he started wanking over my face. As I looked up I realised it was John, the top from when I first arrived. He grinned down at me, "I hoped I'd still find you here. I hope you didn't have to settle for just a wank?" I raised my eyes to look at him as I licked from his balls to the tip of his cock and as I flicked my tongue across his piss-slit I shook my head. He chuckled and jovially shook his head at my display, "Fuck, I wish I'd met you before. How many loads have you taken then?" "Just the one." I replied before sliding his dick once more into my mouth. He sighed as I began to bob my head in earnest trying to show him how good I was at sucking cock. I might not have been hugely practiced but I was definitely fucking keen. "That'll have to do." John pushed me back and looked down at me. "Take it all off. I want you naked." I'm not sure why I complied without question. What I do know is I stripped completely in seconds. I wasn't exactly fully dressed to begin with but now, naked and outside, I felt vulnerable in a way I never had...and I liked it. John pulled me to my feet and led me to the front of my car and pushed me face down over the bonnet. "Stay there!" he commanded and it never entered my mind to do otherwise. He pushed the door of my car shut and turned to me, "This is what you wanted earlier isn't it?" As he walked back to me he started shucking his own clothes until he stood behind me as naked as I was. I remained still, bent at the waist my hands pressed to the surface of my car. I was nervous and excited, knowing what was about to happen, very conscious of how public this was and definitely wanting it. I heard him spit and then felt him press his whole body to mine. His rigid cock was pointed straight at my hole and thanks to the earlier fuck and my own playing he slid all the way in without pause. "Fuuuuuck!" Was my own gutteral cry as he went from sliding in to pumping me steadily in the space of a heartbeat. "Oh yes, your arse feels so good on my cock." He was still leaning across my back as he rocked his hips to keep his dick pistoning into me and as he fucked me he was talking right into my ear. "I knew you'd be a good fuck when I saw you earlier. So fucking quick to drop to your knees. A real cumdump desperate to get fucked." "I am! I am! Please fuck meee!" Whatever he said, whatever he wanted, I knew right then I would agree to it and do it without hesitation so long as that cock kept delving into me just as it was. "Please cum in me." I panted as I pushed myself harder onto his cock, "I want you to breed me." I don't know where that thought came from but it's what I wanted, to be bred to be the receptacle for his seed. "Oh I'm going to you fucking slut," John hissed in my ear as he thrust harder his hips slapping against me which echoed out into the night air. I was losing it, my back was arched from pleasure. There was pressure deep inside me that was growing and insistent my own cock was responding to the relentless assault on my prostate. My dick was swinging and leaking with every penetration and I was delirious. "Please, please..." I was moaning over and over. John for his part never slowed he just kept pounding away at my fuckhole making me his. "Are you...?" I left the question unasked, almost afraid of what it would mean if I actually finished my thought. John thrust extra hard at that pressing me firmly against my car. "Am I what?" His mouth was at my ear again and I could hear his ragged breathing. "Am. I. What?" Three short sharp punches of his dick deep inside me in time with his words. "P..p...poz?" I managed to gasp. I had clenched my eyes shut. I didn't want this fuck to end. But I also wanted his cum in me, no matter the answer, I knew I was just there to be used now. As if reading my mind John simply replied, "Does it matter?" As he shoved all the way into my arse and ground himself against me. "You know you want my cock anyway." "I do. I do. I do." My mind was stuck on that idea. His cock. His wonderful fucking cock deep inside me, owning me. I felt John grip my hips as he sped up his fucking and he raised himself so he was standing. Both of us naked in the open air fucking hard. It was too much for me and I shuddered, my whole body shook and I know my arsehole clenched around John's cock as my cum began to pulse from my own untouched dick. John only lasted a few more strokes before he shoved balls deep and I felt him tense then relax as his cock pulsed spraying his sperm to paint my insides. Once again he fell across my back and he kissed my neck and then my ear as he whispered to me, "You never asked about status so I figured it didn't matter. Just so you know I'm undetectable at the moment." "I..I'm sorry...I didn't mean...I just.." I didn't know quite how to articulate it. I didn't want to offend and I really did want him to fuck me over and over and over, and somehow mid fuck with my mind all over the place I thought I had slipped up. "Shhhh, its OK. We both wanted the same thing kind of. You wanted fucking and I wanted to fuck." I relaxed a little as John made everything clear. "I'm guessing you're neg at the moment?" I nodded and he continued. Somehow his whispering in my ear made this intimate and private despite the very public setting. "What you choose is upto you, but I can tell you that if you keep coming here, taking loads like this. You'll be poz before you know what's hit you." He rocked his hips and I realised he was still hard inside me. He stood again and began thrusting hard. Having just cum I was overly sensitive and all I could do was moan at this new onslaught of my fuckhole. "Let's make sure you're nice and lubed up for what you want cunt!" There was a sting to his words but my body responded and my back arched again as the pleasure rocked me causing me to look up. It was only then I realised that smoking man was now stood next to my car, rock hard cock in hand and he had clearly been enjoying the show.

My mom and step dad divorced when I was 9. Through a series of circumstances I ended up going to live with my step dad in another state. My real dad died when I was 4 so I really thought of my step dad as my bio dad. We moved into a small apt that only had one bedroom. My dad said we could sleep together and I was happy to do that. Over weeks and months we slowly started getting closer. I really didn’t know anything about sex but I started to assume a submissive role and found any reason to be close to my dad. It went slowly from me brushing up against his cock at night to actively holding on to it while I fell asleep. It slowly progressed to me sucking and then him fingering me. When I was 13 we made love for the first time. Although he is a big man it seemed easy to take all of him. I guess I have always been a natural. He and I continued a relationship until I went to college. We still have a great relationship but no longer have sex.

Unknown stranger from grindr last night parked outside my house and i went out and gobbled down his cock and load, then went back inside and had a very happy sleep with cum in my belly making me feel all warm/happy!

I've done scenes for two professional companies... back in the early 1990s I did a few scenes for Latino Fan Club Video under the name Brian Weber, I believe. One is a gangbang scene with Kino, Midnight, Rico Suave, and Tito. The other scene is just 1/1 with Rico Suave who came back for more. It was great fun but we used condoms. He had an amazing cock! The other scenes I did with Treasure Island in 2004 (Fuck Holes) and 2005 (Breeding Season). The first was me getting bred by four guys in a NYC hotel, directed by Max Sohl. The second I was one of many tops in a gangbang of Christian shot in SF Folsom weekend 2005.

17 loads from 16 different people, i was being used by a random guy i found on grindr at a motel room he got, then he surprised me by saying that he will being find as many strangers as possible to come breed me. He gave me my first and last loads of the night. 16 different strangers i never knew used me. 17 if u include the original guy who i don't even know. After all i could think of was find more.

An old fuckbud stopped by late, drunk and horny. He's a sexy otter. 6' and lean. Bearded but not much body hair. He just got into bed with me and after some small talk he slid his 6" cock in me with the help of spit and precum. He humped me for no more than 5 minutes before nutting. I didn't jerk off, but only because I just did an hour before his surprise visit. Lol but it was nice, and felt awesome. Fed him some leftovers and sent him on his way.

This is complete and total fiction. I have no idea what the real sexuality or status of Zac Efron is. I just really wanted to write this story because of how hot the idea of a young hot celebrity getting pozzed is. It is my first story here and my first post, I hope you all enjoy. Zac Efron was hard. His fat cock dripped pre cum in his hand as he rubbed the shiny knob back and forth. In his head was an image of the boys of One Direction bending at the waist and presenting him their five hot, young holes. Each one was lubed up and had their legs and cheeks spread, boy holes ready and willing for Zac to lick and suck, finger and fuck. Back and forth rubbed his hand as his imagination sunk more and more in to depravity. In his mind the boys were busy fingering each other, using more and more lube until they were happily fisting themselves in an orgy of young twink celebrities. It was very naughty of Zac to be doing what he was doing. He wasn’t at home, or even in real privacy. He was in the living room of some muscular hunk he’d met, Henry. Henry was over 6feet tall, and was so muscular. He must have worked out every day to have such huge arms and pecs. Zac had six pack abs himself, but Henry was rocking eight. He knew it was risky for him as the All American straight boy celebrity, but he just couldn’t say no to a tall muscle hunk. They’d met at a party of a mutual friend, and then gone on to hit some more bars, with Zac getting far too drunk, so Henry had bought him home and dumped him on the sofa. Henry was feeling positive for the first time in weeks. So many sluts he’d brought home recently had run away once they knew he was poz. Fucking silly bitches had no idea what they were missing out not allowing him to set them free. Rising from his bed, he caught sight of himself in the mirror he had set up in his bedroom. His tanned skin was pulled tight over his hard abs and large pecs. Stubble graced his chin where he hadn’t shaved and his black boxer bulged at front and back as they struggled to hold in his thick uncircumcised cock and muscular arse. He knew he was fit, that was why he was bisexual. No point in confining himself to just one sex. Especially when he had so much to give, his own special gift that he liked to pass around to everyone he slept with. Casually scratching at his heavy, toxic balls, he left his bedroom and headed downstairs. Zac was miles away. His casual rub through the sleeping bag had become a full on sexual wank. His hand was inside his briefs and was rubbing his cock over and over. His other hand was down, still inside his briefs, but under his balls and rubbing at his arse. As far as Zac knew, he was the only one awake, if Henry came down, he could quickly hide himself. Right now though, the only person he cared about coming was himself. Henry crept slowly down the stairs. His head still hurt if he moved too fast, plus he was considerate and didn’t want to wake Zac if he was still asleep. As Henry reached the bottom of the stairs, he was shocked to find the thin, younger celebrity lying back on the sofa, running his hands around inside his briefs, and, most shocking of all, was clearly fingering his butthole. Henry felt like Christmas had come early. Here was a fucking fit young lad, on his sofa, clearly jerking off and loving the feeling of having his finger buried deep in his young bum. Henry descended the rest of the stairs and coughed as he reached the bottom. Zac had been caught. Here was Henry, standing a few feet away from him, and here he was on a sofa with his hands in his briefs, clearly aroused. Two choices ran through Zac’s head: 1) Hide himself and laugh it off or 2) Draw his hands out of his briefs and invite Henry to replace them. Fuck it, he knew he shouldn’t, but Number Two it was. Zac slowly slid his hands out of his briefs and worked them over the thin, tight body. He ran them over his pale abs and over his pecs, tweaking at his nipples. He left one hand there, while he moved the other, the hand that had been playing with his arse, to his mouth and slowly started to suck on his fingers. “You just going to stand there man,” Zac called to Henry, “Or are you going to come and give me a hand?” Henry replied “You only want a hand?” “I’ll take everything you have,” said Zac as he tweaked his nipple and let a soft moan leave his lips. Henry smirked to himself, wondering just how much Zac knew he was going to get. Henry walked forward slowly. He massaged his bulging black boxers as he did so and his cock was growing to full hardness. This was awesome. What more could he have wanted than this obvious cock slut being in front of him? As Henry reached the sofa he reached down and pulled Zac to his feet, mashing their lips together, sliding his tongue out and in to Zac’s mouth. Zac returned the kiss and the two guys swapped spit as they mashed their hard cocks together in their underwear. The black of Henry’s boxers bulged obscenely and were a marked contrast to the white of the briefs which contained Zac’s hardness. Henry grabbed at Zac’s brief clad arse and ground himself into the hard cock that he could feel through the thin cotton of the briefs and his own boxers. The bulges rubbed together and both lads groaned into the mouth of the other as they continued to kiss. Henry pulled back from the kiss and spit in to Zac’s mouth. Zac, slut boy that he is, swallowed and begged for more. Henry couldn’t help but comply. Zac moved his hands to Henry’s chest and started to rub and pull at Henry’s nipples and hard, built pecs. He pulled back from Henry’s kissing and moved his head down to the right nipple. He took the erect nub into his mouth and slowly started to suck, while using his tongue to tease the end. So engrossed in sucking the tit, Zac didn’t even notice the black biohazard tattoo that surrounded the nipple, and even if he had, the dumb young celebrity didn’t have a clue what it meant. Henry loved this. He loved having a guy appreciate his chest. He spent ages working out every day to make sure that his body looked in pristine condition. “You like my muscles Zac?” Henry asked, as Zac continued to lick and suck away. Zac released the nipple, smiled up at Henry with a cheeky grin and replied “Too fucking right.” “Here you go then, lick away,” Henry said as he flexed his muscles. Zac licked away at the tensing chest muscles, licking up into an armpit and down to a bulging bicep. He loved that this muscular guy was letting him have his way and lick, suck and explore whatever he wanted. His cock was rock hard in his briefs and he was in serious danger of spunking himself without even touching his dick. Henry was loving the silky feeling of a hot tongue moving over his body. It felt good on his nipples, good in his armpit, good on his bicep and he knew it was going to feel damn good when he got it on his cock. Pushing on Zac’s head, he forced the younger man to his knees and thrust his bulged boxers into Zac’s face. Zac immediately continued to lick and suck away, through the boxer shorts that confined the cock in front of him. Zac raised his hands and pulled the boxers down Henry’s thighs. Henry’s hard cocked slapped up onto his hard stomach. It was uncircumcised and when Zac pulled the skin back, revealed a lovely purply pink knob. The heavy knob head leaked precum, which ran down in copious amounts. Zac had never seen such a lovely cock; in fact he hadn’t even seen an uncircumcised cock before. Now here was one in front of him, and it was leaking more precum than he had ever seen a cock leak. It was literally like a leaky tap with the amount of clear liquid that was dripping from the end. Zac ran his tongue up and down the sides of the cock, tasting Henry’s skin. The precum that he could taste tasted different to the precum of the lads he’d sucked in the past. It had a slightly tangier taste, but it was a taste that was unmistakably male and unmistakably hot. What Zac didn’t know was that he was licking up toxic poz precum, taking in to his mouth the hot DNA of an infected muscle stud in heat. The length was close to 10inches, it had to be as Zac could hardly get it down his throat. He knew he could take 8inches, but this was a struggle. The knob was thick and it pushed at the sides of his throat as he tried to deepthroat it down to the balls. As he tried to do this, he slipped his hands up Henry’s legs and played with his balls, tickling them gently with his fingertips. Henry looked down and loved the sight of the struggling younger man trying to please him by sucking his hard poz cock. He believed that effort deserved reward, so he pulled Zac off his cock, pulled him up, kissed him hard so as to taste his own precum and then pushed Zac back on to the sofa. Henry dropped to his knees before the hot ripped young guy and buried his face into the briefs in front of him. He could smell that it was likely not the first time that the briefs had been worn, but this just turned him on more. He sucked at the knob that he could taste through the briefs before pulling them down and engulfing Zac’s dick to the root in one go; his nose was tickled by Zac’s pubes and his large square jaw rested on Zac’s full balls. Henry moved his head up and down the cock, using his tongue to work the sides and the knob, sucking up the sparse in comparison precum and slowly moving his hands in circles over Zac’s young arse globes. He spread his fingers and moved them closer and closer the crack and to the hole he knew he would find there. Sticking the middle finger from each of his hands into the crack, he located the hole and, without warning, simply pressed them both in to the hole. He knew he needed to be a bit rough in order to make sure that his poz load, clearly heading up this hole later, would take. Zac groaned and shot spunk down Henry’s throat. He was awestruck by how quickly he had cum; shooting his cream from just having some fingers shoved in to his arse. He couldn’t believe that, but it felt so good. Henry loved the taste of the neg cum on his tongue, but he had other plans for it. Pulling off Zac’s cock, he stood up and grabbed Zac’s ankles, lifting his legs. He then dropped back to his knees, but placed Zac’s legs over his shoulders. This allowed him to see clearly Zac’s tight pucker. Henry spat the spunk he had just received from Zac’s cock on to Zac’s arsehole. “I only do this bareback, no condoms in this house,” stated Henry as he scratched at Zac’s hole with his finger nails, “is that ok?” Zac didn’t even hear what Henry was saying, all he could see was the towering mountain of muscle, the thick arms, huge pecs, rippling abs and huge cock. He nodded his head and told Henry to fuck him as hard as he could. Henry smiled; he had a fucking cum slut here and one that clearly didn’t mind taking a charged load. His tattoo was big and obvious, Zac must have seen it and yet he was still agreeing to go bare. Henry snickered to himself. Who knew Zac Efron was a little chaser bitch? He stood up and thrust his long bare poz dick in to the hole, using the cum as lube, nothing else lube but Zac’s neg cum and dripping sweat. Henry planned to rip that hole up. Zac felt like he was being split in two, but the feeling that he had got from just Henry’s finger were multiplied as he felt the thick uncircumcised knob rub over his prostate again and again. He moaned and groaned about on the sofa, aware that he was making a lot of noise but not caring because he was embracing the fact that he was a true born cock slut. He loved the feeling of cock in his mouth or up his arse. He wanted to do this all the time. Forget girls, it was all about cock for Zac from now on. He never wanted Henry to cum as that thick cock felt so good up his tight hole. He started to flex his anal muscles and squeeze down on Henry, raising his arse to meet the thrusts into it. “Harder......please......fuck me harder,” groaned out Zac as his prostate took another hit. Henry started to really thrust in and out. He was battering the arse on his cock and was loving every minute. It felt so good to just be able to let loose and just fuck. Nothing felt better than to just pound away at some tight man arse. It was always tighter than pussy and guys who limited themselves were just missing out. He looked down at Zac squirming below him. He could see how much Zac was enjoying it from the way he was breathing and moaning; his body thrashing about and clearly loving the cock that was literally rabbit pounding his prostate. “You love my cock up you don’t you Zac?” Asked Henry as he ground in against the boy’s prostate. “Fuck, yes, uhgn, Zac grunted back, “harder, please.” “Yeah, you like my poz cock up you, you want this fucking hot toxic load deep in you,” grunted Henry, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in. “Wait…..what?” Zac asked, “What do you mean poz, do you have HIV?” The panic in his voice was palpable, the silly celebrity cock whore suddenly connecting the dots over the biohazard tattoo. Henry laughed, could Zac really not have known? Was he really lucky enough to be fucking such a hot little naïve cunt? Could he really not know what the tattoo meant? That just turned him on more and he started to really hammer the tight hole stretched obscenely round his huge cock. His muscles flexing, veins popping and sweat dripping he looked down at Zac Efron beneath him: “You bet I’’ve got HIV and when I’m done with you, so will you. Gonna set you free slut, gonna make it so you can take loads all the time…or would you rather I stop?” As he said this, Henry stopped thrusting and just held himself, his cock balanced at Zac’s hole, the head pressed in and the hole popping, but nothing but the knob inside. Henry could clearly see him cock was smeared with blood and some brown ass juice and it was taking all his self-control not to just plough Efron and poz him up regardless of what he wanted. Zac was scared, he didn’t want HIV….did he? If he was poz, he could get fucked at any time and not worry about anything, and this huge cock felt so good, did he really not want to finish the fuck? Possibly because of the leftover booze in his system or possibly just because he was a born slut, Zac Efron, celebrity heartthrob and wank fantasy to millions looked up at the muscle daddy fucking him and said three little words…”Poz me up.” That was all Henry needed, he started to pound harder and harder, telling little Zac just how much he was going to enjoy being poz, how being free was the best gift in the world and how, if the load took, he’d be able to share his strain with plenty of other young celebrities. Zac kept up with the dirty talk his end, begging the big stud to breed him, to make him a dirty poz whore. In his mind, his imagination flipped back to the boys of One Direction and how hot it would be to make his way through them, pozzing each one of them just like he was being pozed now. This made his cock extremely hard and had him begging Henry to fill him with a toxic load. Henry reached down and grabbed Zac’s cock. He jerked it no more than five times before Zac shot spunk high in to the air. As his arse tightened and clenched around the invader thrusting in to it, Henry came hard, spurting his dirty poz spunk deep into Zac’s bruised and torn colon. “Take my dirty AIDS load you bitch, pozzing you up good now, take it, take my cum,” screamed Henry as he shot load after load in to the battered celebrity hole. As the two men collapsed on to each other, Zac’s spunk sticking them together, they kissed and licked sweat from each other’s bodies, Henry keeping his fat cock stuffed in the boy’s hole, slowly humping from time to time, just to shake up the poz cum that was being absorbed by Zac Efron’s anal walls. As the two drifted off to sleep; each dreaming of who else they could bring over to introduce to their new activities, Zac was so happy and relaxed, he began to piss himself, spraying Henry and his own body with his yellow liquid. This just got Henry hard again and without a word he started fucking the boy again. Zac smiled, knowing a second load would increase the chances of him becoming the poz whore he now wanted to be.

Let me tell you about myself quickly. My name is Josh I am 20 years old, ladies man, athletic and a student at the local University. Until two weeks ago I would have said I was a straight lad who loved fucking women and was not gay at all! Between studying and working I don't have much time left for exercising, so my evening jogs had become a welcome routine and somewhat relaxing distraction. So as I jogged along the path at my local park, I thought I saw someone walking the opposite direction as me on the other side, its not unusual to see people in the park at this time of the evening so I thought nothing of it, and besides I lost sight of them as I rounded a few trees. Deciding to finish my jog with a 100 metre sprint I headed towards the public toilets at a furious pace. Panting heavily and out of breath I reached the public toilets, deciding then to take a piss and refill my water bottle. The toilet was dimly lit inside and to my surprise I was not alone, there was a older man using one of the two urinals. Looking up he acknowledged me and said "Evening lad, been running have you?" I nervously stepped up next to him with sweat running from my brow, unzipping as I replied, trying to keep my eyes on the wall in front of me. "Yes, thanks" "I'll bet you're thirsty boy" I looked over unsure what he meant, his tone different, more authoritarian. "Yeah I-" I broke off my reply, my eyes had looking down to his hands, which were shaking off the last few drops of urine from his cock. But more than that, he was stroking it, and what a cock it was. It must have been around 8 inches long, thick with an angry dark purple head. I was lost for words and forgot completely about my need to piss, I just stood still with my dick in my hands... "I'll bet your real thirsty boy, I have got something for you" his tone definitely had a strong in control edge to it. Suddenly he raised his voice slightly and said "You little faggot, you've been staring at my cock and you're getting hard!" I snapped out of my trance staring at his cock, eyes flicking between my hardening dick, 6 inches when fully erect, and his manly cock. "I'm not gay!" I hastily replied. "Like fuck you aren't! Your mouth is watering at the sight of a real mans cock!" and with that he reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling it towards his own thick cock. I could have resisted but for some reason I didn't, partly in shock I allowed myself to be led by him. My fingers instinctively wrapped around him as best they could naturally. His cock felt warm, solid and heavy. "I knew you were a fag" he then stated, "get on your fucking knees". There I was holding a cock in my hand, a cock that for the first time in my life, wasn't my own. A cock to someone who looked more than twice my age, and my own cock was strangely rock solid. I slid to my knees, confused but unable to resist. I had this overwhelming feeling that I wanted this. My hand began to stroke his cock, feeling it hardening even more and becoming ever firmer, heavier, fuller. "Open your mouth slut" as if they were the magic words my mouth fell open, my mouth watering instantly. I was given no warning, nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. He grabbed my head and rammed his hard throbbing cock into my mouth. This wasn't to be a blowjob, this wasn't going to be sexy, like one of the blowjobs my girlfriend had given me. No it was forceful, powerful, I was being facefucked like a slut. I gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat, I tried to pull away. His hands held my head firmly, his cock pulling back only to thrust again. I could taste the pre cum from the end of his cock, and the manly taste of a hot warm cock. All of a sudden he thrust deep into my throat, holding my face tight to his crotch as I struggled weakly against him. My throat convulsing and gagging. "God that feels amazing you little slut, you were born for this" My head felt like it was about to explode, his thick cock was stopping any air from getting to my lungs. Finally just before I felt I would pass out he pulled it out, strings of sticky saliva hanging from his cock and my mouth. "Work it fag boy" I looked up at him, kneeling on a dirty public toilet floor, with his cock at my lips and tears in my eyes having just been used. I felt dazed, like I was in a dream. But my own cock was so hard. I started kissing the head of his cock before parting my lips slightly and letting the head slip back into my mouth. I wanted to make this stranger cum, I did not know why but I wanted to give him a good blowjob. I began bobbing my head, trying to take him further each time, my hand working his shaft while my other cupping and massaging his balls. For a time the only sounds to be heard were my slurping as I messily sucked my first cock, and his grunts and moans. "Here it comes fag boy" his cock swelling in my mouth. His hands grabbing my head again as he began thrusting faster, more frantically. At this point I panicked. I'm not sure if it was the realisation of what I was doing and the fact a stranger was about to cum in my mouth, or that I realised I would be truly a faggot if I tasted his cum. Either way it was now pointless, he grinned down at me while I struggled, holding my head tight. His thrusts became shorter and harder. Then he exploded in my mouth. Hot sticky, gooey and foul tasting cum. Those are the only words I can think of to describe it, my mouth was quickly filled, what with the huge cock and increasing amounts of his cum there was not much room and his cum began dribbling out of my mouth as he pulled out, forcing my jaw closed. "Swallow it faggot." He ordered as his last few spurts of cum hit my face, and he rubbed my face with his cock painting it like a cheap whore. I swallowed his cum, it slid down the back of my throat, which was sore from such rough use. I coughed as I swallowed, bringing the flavour flooding back into my mouth. He pulled his softening cock back into his pants and half slapped my face, "thanks cock sucker, be here the same time tomorrow." As he walked out I looked down there was a small pool of my cum on the floor between my knees and my cock was still hard but constantly dripping. I ran my hand across my face, covering it with the strangers cum, and didn't hesitate to lick it, to taste it again, this made my own cock drip even more and I promptly lowered my hand to my cock and stroked it using the strangers cum as lubricant. It did not take 20 seconds before I was bucking my hips as I shot my load at the surreal event that just happened and the smell of cum and cock that filled my nostrils were a added stimulas. Heading home with a belly full of a strangers cum I felt weirdly liberated, happy that I had finally found my purpose in life as a cock sucker. Thank you for reading this story and please check my other stories in other categories, if you enjoy them leave a comment or hit the like button. Many thanks!

I got in contact with him on Grindr. At first he seemed like a normal guy, just looking for a hookup. He was not particularily good looking, so didnt catch my attantion. That day I was in mood for both cock and face. But waiting for potential breeders to respond, I continued chatting with him. He was in his early forties, average build and rather tall. After sharing pics and some stories, he writes to me: "You know, sometimes I organize cumdump-sessions. Have an arsenal of tops I can gather for particularily hungry and deserving btms." My heart stopped for a small second, and when it started again, it went in a slightly higher rate. In a matter of seconds, my mind had already served me piles of kinky fantasies, starring me. Insecurely I responded a simple "wow, sounds fun.", adding "those lucky btms" a few moments later. Some nervewracking minutes passed before he read my replies, and I could se he was writing back to me. "You seem just like the type of boy. Horny, cum-craving, good looking, dirty minded, verbal, fit for long sessions - just like my other whores." I couldnt believe i matched all his criteria, but the more i thought about it, i realized that i actually did. It was basically a description of me. So I said that if he was interested in investing in me, i was willing to be in his stable of mares. Then I asked him how an evening as his rent-out-property would look like. He said it was too late for him to explain that day, but that he could send me an email the next day. So I gave him my address, and repeated that I would love to be whored out in one of his sessions. I was satisfied for the night. Usually, when I first start cruising Grindr in the evening, i dont go to sleep before I have fucked at least one guy, or been fucked by at least one man. If its a really bad Grindr night, then I can accept having a cloudy popperbate to some filthy porn. Since the pandemic, the popperbate-nights had become more and more frequent. So having all my favourite popperbating-videos removed from PH in december really turned the 2020-nightmare into a fucking 2020-hell. This particular night however, I was satisfied only by talking to this mysterious - not good looking but still intriguing - guy that had made some vague promise to whore me out. So I went excited to sleep. The next day I woke up to a new email in my inbox. It was from a custom made sleazy-sexy-only-if-you-know-your-gay-kink-language-email adress, and the whole thing looked impressively serious and professional. I really didn't know what to do. The whole concept seemed surreal, did this really happen to me? In real life? Part of me just wanted to reply a giant YES!, while another part wanted to stay calm - just in case it was a dream I didn't wanna wake up. All I knew was that my cock was rock hard, throbbing in precum. [TO BE CONTINUED SOON]

Well, it was actually early Monday morning. I had quite a weekend, I'll have to write about it in the backroom later as it leads into this, but includes chem and cross dressing. I'm new here but I think I've read all the rules and understand them, and I think it's ok to post this pic. If not I'll remove it, I digress... I wasn't sure why I was so horny. My girlfriend gave me a blow job while massaging my prostate just a couple hours ago and I came really hard. I should be set for a day, but not this day. Little did I know what was gonna happen. I was supposed to be doing homework but I was drinking and still horny and easily distracted. Maybe it's because my girlfriend was encouraging me to get fucked? After I had been cruising on Grindr and BBRT off and on for a few hours looking for action, and reading stories on here to keep me in the mood, I had just about given up. Nothing was panning out, until I got a message on Grindr a little after midnight thirty. This verse guy, 20 years younger than me, was looking for action. He had been out drinking with friends and was horny so who am I to so no? He wanted to suck me as well but I told him I was a total bottom so he gave in and said he'd be ok with that. I sent my address, and jumped in the shower to get cleaned up real quick and I prelubed myself with some Boy Butter. The app said he was only two miles away so after 20 minutes had passed I asked if he had changed his mind and got no response. 20 minutes after that and I had all but given up on him when he finally gets back to me. He asks if it's too late and that his ETA is 11 minutes. I was a little put off but really wanted to be fucked so told him ok. He got lost and asked for my number to call me. I'm not too keen on giving out my number to someone I haven't even met yet, but being almost uncontrollably horny I give it to him. He calls and I tell him where to go. He finally shows up a little over an hour after I gave him my address. I answer the door and invite him in. I ask if he wants the couch or the bed and he says the bed, so we head there. I lose my robe and crawl on the bed. He takes his clothes off and joins me and starts kissing me. I'm not normally into kissing guys but I was turned on and would do whatever he wanted so we made out for a bit. He laid down on his back and I hungrily took his uncut cock in my mouth. It's only the second uncut cock I've played with and while I prefer cut I really didn't care at this point. I needed to get that cock hard and get it in my hole. After I got him hard I straddled him and we started making out again while I was grinding on his cock. I was loving the feeling of it sliding across my hungry hole and occasionally pressing against it, wanting to gain entrance, just teasing me. He asked again if he could suck my dick and I relented. I didn't care, I would do anything he wanted at that point, other than fuck him, so I laid on my back. After a couple minutes I told him I can't take it anymore and needed to be fucked. He told me to turn over and he got behind me. We hadn't talked about condoms, but I had some right there so gave him one and smeared some more lube on my ass. I could feel him press against me and then slide inside me. I asked over my shoulder if he had put on the condom and he mumbled something, but I didn't hear what he said as I just lowered my head and started backing onto his cock as he was thrusting. I had entered full on slut mode. I couldn't believe how good it felt. His hands on my hips pulling me into him as he pushes into me. I'm not sure how long he fucked me. 5 minutes? 10 minutes? His cock was only 5 inches or so and not real girthy, smaller than any of my dildos, but it was just hitting the right spot and I thought I was gonna cum when he suddenly pulled out. I didn't hear him moan and he didn't thrust deep and hold it like he was cumming so I was confused, and wondered why he stopped. I turned around and there he was with his cock in his hand and a big puddle of lube on the sheets. It was unmistakably the boy butter he had fucked out of me and, from the looks of it, cum. i asked if he came and he said yes. I said "well at least it looks like you pulled out first and he grinned and said no he didn't. What? He came inside me? Why didn't he tell me he was cumming? He saw the surprised look on my face and just smiled as he got up to get dressed. As I laid there, unsure of how I felt, he said to me "Don't worry. I'm clean. You don't have anything to worry about. Thanks for the fuck. Do you mind if I save you number?" I replied the only way I can, "Yes please." I got up to walk him out but quickly asked if he could take a pic for me so I hand him my phone and get back on the bed and spread my cheeks and he takes the pic. While walking to the door he mentions he has to hurry back to his friends. I ask "So you left your friends to come fuck me and now you're going back to them? You came here with the intention of pumping me full of cum, didn't you?" He grinned and said yes and I felt so used, but I loved it! I secretly wanted to tell him to bring them next time so they could take turns. He left and I went back to my bed. I was wiping up the huge puddle of lube and cum and thinking that with all this cum there's no way there was any cum inside me. I knew how much lube I put inside me, and this was a lot more than that. I grabbed my phone and looked at the pic and there was no signs of anything dripping out. He must've just been fucking with me I thought, although the thought that he wasn't joking had my mind racing though and making me more horny and I needed to be fucked some more. I grabbed a dildo, shoved it in my mouth to get some spit on it and sat on it. It slid in without hesitation. I was riding it and cruising Grindr and BBRT to see if I could find someone else to come over when I felt something running down my balls. Surely there can't be that much more lube in me. I let the silicone cock slowly slide out of me and while holding it in one hand I held my other hand over my ass and I could feel it. I felt it running out and I scooped it up. I smelled it and tasted it. It was cum, and a lot of it. How much did this young stud cum?!?! I licked it out of my hand. My head started spinning and I started fucking myself again, pulling it out and feeling more come out. It was just like when I fuck my girlfriend after someone else cums in her. I think I get it all cleaned out with my tongue but as I fuck her my cock pulls more out. How much more cum was swimming inside me? I grabbed my phone and reached between my legs and took a pic. I wanted to see it. I was in pure ecstasy. As I continue to fuck myself I text the guy and tell him how hot it was and that he is welcome to fill me up anytime. He replied saying he enjoyed himself and was looking forward to it. So there I am, fucking myself with a dildo coated with cum and cruising online trying to find someone else. What should I do? Should I leave to door unlocked and wait on my bed, my sheets stained and showing what a pig I'd just been. Face down ass up for whoever I could find to invite over? The thought was making me lose control and I'm back to cruising the apps. Shit, I can't see the last few people to tap me so I renew my subscription to Grindr. I'm running out of emails I can send on BBRT so I quickly joined. I couldn't believe how horny I was as all this was happening. I wanted another load. What is happening to me? I'll tell you what happened. IT happened. I became the piggy slut I always fantasized about, and wanted to be, but was to scared to let it happen. Pandora's box has been opened...

Why would you need viagra to bottom? Poppers, on the other hand, are very helpful. Just don’t do both.

Exactly what a good whore should do. Thank the man for his load and search for more cum for your rapehole.

You guys are a bunch of disgusting perverts....and I am so proud to be one of you.:)

He slipped in and immediately jizzed...wasn't even more than that - he came the moment he entered me....i said thank you and then went back to grindr to find more donors

I got to the Baths around 5 p.m. and started breeding almost immediately. I lost track of how many, but I know I shot at least half a dozen Loads, including a couple in a Bottom who was one of my regulars. They were all hot Fucks, but the last one was an almost spiritual exercise. That would never have happened a month ago, but I've become addicted to Gifting. Now I'm a Man on a Mission. It was almost 3 a.m.; and I was dead tired, but determined to spew my Venom into one more Pussy. After several passes through the corridors and Maze, I found my Mark. He was on hands and knees in his room, Butt in the air, Lube on the mattress, and no Condoms in sight. I invited myself in and fingered his Hole. It was dry. I would be his first Load of the night. I love shoving my Dick into a Butt full of Jizm—the World's Best Lube—but being first gave me the chance to stretch and tear his Hole so that my POZ Bug could work it wonders. Absolutely Awesome! Before I could mount his Ass, though, Mark moved his hot wet mouth to my huge Pig Nips and began sucking and chewing. Fuckin' Fabulous! Most guys go right for the Dick, but my Nips are even more sensitive than my Cock, and getting them pulled and twisted gets me even harder. After a bit I pulled up his head and pushed my tongue into his tonsils. We frenched like there was no tomorrow. The Chemistry was there, and I knew this was going to be ONE REALLY GREAT FUCK—one which would make it easier for me to Honor My Commitment. Mark was a white lad, early 20s, slim and lightly muscled—no Twink, but close to it, who was gonna get a Load of Daddy's POZ Jizm. I'm 41, Latino, 5'10", almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and a PURPOSELY POZZED NEG who was about to REPLICATE THE RITUAL. "Oh fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me! I need your fucking Dick SOOOOO BAD!" I flipped him over and hoisted his slender, shaven legs to my shoulders and my Dick was drooling Slime on his Pussy when the goddamned Mark whipped out a Condom. Fuckin' Tease! Had it been earlier, I would have stormed out of there in pursuit of other Prey, but late as it was, I didn't want to take the chance of cummin' up with nothin'. So in one fell swoop I shoved my bare Dick up to the Pubes in Mark's Rectum. His looseness and my ease of penetration convinced me the Queen had been around the block before and whetted my appetite to put him out of his misery. As the element of surprise succumbed to the discomfiture of unlubed Coitus, I suspected Mark had gleaned my motivation—the way he struggled. It took all of my strength to pin him down. He tried to push me off, but I proved by far the stronger. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers." I held him tight as his Hole ripped and tore before my rapacious Onslaught. "BAREBACK ONLY!" He grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, Bitch, you know you want it! A minute ago you were begging me to screw you! You know you fuckin' need it!" But, clearly, he was having second thoughts , so I tried to be more tactful. "Come on, Baby. Take Daddy's Dick. You know you want It. You got a real sweet Pussy there, and Daddy wants to make both of us feel good." A little flattery—and Mark was babbling like a baby. "Oh God, Daddy, I need your Cock in me so bad! Please fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!" Mark worked my Nips moaning like a Bitch in Heat. My Dick was rock hard, partly due to the unlubed friction of his Hole, but mainly because I'd contemplated POZZING his Dumb Ass. The guy was NEG--or thought he was—if he wanted me to use a Rubber. I strove harder to remove all doubt as to what happens to a fuckin' horny Bareback Bottom at the Tubs. "I'm gonna seed your Pussy, Boy, know that? You're gonna get Daddy's Charged Cum deep in your Ass. That's what you really want, don't you, you fuckin' Bitch? You want Daddy to seed and breed you like the fuckin' Little Whore you are." "Oh yeah, Daddy! That's what I want! I want you to fuck me! But please, Daddy, PULL OUT before you Cum. P-U-L-E-A-S-E !" Fucking Little Fool! Was he for real? Did he really think I'd pass up the opportunity to POZ his stinkin' Butt? Long as I live, I'll never understand these simple-minded Faggots who think they can bareback night after night and stay NEG. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting Daddy's Dick and Load, just like you deserve It. Get ready, Boy, cause I'm gonna breed your Ass!" He just kept moaning and pushing up to meet my thrusts. "HERE IT CUMS, QUEER BOY! Here Cums Daddy's Creamy Seed infiltratin' your NEG Pussy! Goddamn, yeah, Motherfucker! I'm spraying my Stud Juice deep up your Hole, R-I-G-H-T T-H-I-S M-O-M-E-N-T !" Walking around almost an hour before I met this Kid, obsessing about this very special moment, I'd worked up a helluva Charged Load. I juiced the whole inside of his Pussy with POZ Seed, so much so my Balls spasmed over and over and I thought I'd never stop shooting. I shoved my tongue deep down his throat and thrust my hips against his fragile body, intent on planting so much goddamned Virus in his Gut he'd taste It in his Gullet. I kissed him passionately, telling how good he felt, determined to massage my Venom into his Ass Walls and from there into his Capillaries. "Oh Daddy, Oh Daddy, Oh, Daddy," he kept chanting, too shocked or awed, or maybe both, to do anything but lie there and take It as the devastation of his Stupid Faggot Body commenced. I couldn't remember when I'd experienced such an Orgasm, but it was past; and suddenly I wanted out of there in the worst way, and the Mark I'd just bred seemed SOOOOO REPULSIVE. I wondered if he'd Cum, but then I realized I didn't give a Shit.

i love that anything can be discussed in this community. Evolutionists theorize that attraction to youth and beauty is about survival, reproduction. Not really a factor when it comes to sex between guys. Do gay guys still have those instincts? i ran a marketing business for many years. It's common knowledge among sales people that buyers buy based on emotion, not reason. i think sex is probably similar. We can think and reason this out, but ultimately or choices about who to have sex with are not based on logic or reason, but complex emotions that we may not even be aware of, let alone understand. That's why i think discussions like this are fantastic and one of the reasons i love the BZ community. For me, sex is better when i it goes beyond the physical. Sex for me is about connecting with another guy. Penetration, insemination, even 'impregnation,' can be so much more than a physical act, it can be mental and emotional. It can be a deep experience of discovery of self and another, of connection and bonding. i think this discussion can be, in part, about not limiting our opportunities of experience due to bias, be they culturally condoned or otherwise.

Lol well that's a turn on - getting addicted to the pleasure of something new and wanting to take it to the extreme, I guess we'll find out.

We should go heath and stealth together

I think it’s unlikely to happen for a long time. It certainly hasn’t happened me yet, and I’ve done 2 day fisting parties. Be warned though, once you get into this scene, you’ll end up wanting a rosebud. I said the same thing as you, “No I don’t like them, they freak me out” etc. Now I think they’re sexy as fuck and it’s 100% a goal of mine to have one.

I've taken loads in plenty of locker rooms and public restrooms, especially during college. But the best part of this thread is now I have a whole new bucket list of public places to get myself bred. Especially love open spaces and parks where there's no place to hide — I can just strip down for any guy who comes along. Out in an alley by the dumpsters is definitely high on the list too.

Wasn't in a bathroom but on the actual train. Time was after 2 am and I got on the train, just one other guy, Latino with a bushy stache. I took a seat across from him and we make eye contact. He motions for me to sit next to him and as soon as I do, he has his hand down my pants, my cock hardens and he gives it a squeeze. Getting up, he walks over to the motorman's cab which was unlocked and empty. I follow him inside and in seconds, he has my pants down and my cock in his mouth. FUCK, he had talent, deepthroating me and playing with my balls. Minutes later, I came in his mouth. We shared it in a kiss and then, I went onto my knees to feast on his uncut cock and again we shared a cummy kiss. Back in our seats, he confessed that he'd been released from Rikers earlier that day.

I believe cats grab their pussy mate by the nape of their neck.....pretty hot

Oh gosh, this could be a long list as a traveling CumDump with exhibitionist tendencies...haha...certainly all the assorted restrooms and public bathrooms, several retail stores...once at an all night sale, between crowded racks of clothes standing up, bent over the front seat of my SUV in a Starbucks parking lot, under a freeway bridge in LA where two homeless men fuck/bred me, many beaches, several bathrooms in gay bars, late night outside in the back of a LA McDonald’s by the trash dumpster (cute young stud that took my order) after a night at the Slammer, all over outside in Amsterdam, many public parks, several outside hotel balconies, an employee break room bathroom at hotel...that’s enough for now...

New times are after five but before nine pm. Number is still 336-705-1661

I don’t think I’m your typical gay man. I’m about 5’11, 160 lbs., shaved head, full beard and mustache, with a ton of ink and very versatile with play. I find piercings, especially prince albert and septum piercings, very erotic. I also love bearded and heavily tattooed guys. I have always been instantly turned on by the kinkier, sleazier side of sex. I enjoy going to the bathhouses, bookstores, and love gloryhole sex. Watersports parties, getting soaked with piss and drinking piss from “the tap” are all very hot to me. I also get into slings, toys, and dirty talk with sex. But I also have a turn on for taboo sex. Taboo bareback sex!! I have never been into condoms. I love bareback sex, anonymous bareback sex. I’ve taken a ton of cum down my throat. I have fucked guys bareback and cum in them. I love getting fucked bareback too, but I have never let a guy cum in my ass. I’ve resisted my desire to be a cum dump for a long time for fear of contracting HIV, even though I go online and chat with guys about my desire to take poz cum and get charged up. I have even seen guys walking down the street with biohazard tattoos on their arms, proudly displaying their HIV status. Just the sight of their biohazard tattoo gives me an instant erection. My desire to knowingly take poz cum has grown more and more difficult to resist. I no longer want to resist this turn on. I want to take load after load of poz cum and charge up. It consumes my thoughts. It’s 6pm on a Friday night in Chicago, and it has been a long week. It’s a beautiful day, sunny and warm. To kick off my weekend I decided to head to my favorite corner coffee shop and have a light dinner. I ordered my usual latte and sandwich and decided to grab a table in the outdoor dining area and unwind. I love people watching and cruising, and today is no exception. The streets of Boystown are busy as usual with sexy men. It’s been about 20 minutes, and I’ve had plenty of eye candy to enjoy. Then I spot him. He rounds the corner. My eyes travel up and down his trim body. He’s just my type of guy, nicely built with a shaved head, long beard, and full sleeves of ink. Curls of hair stick out above the neck line of his t-shirt. As he walks past me to enter the coffee shop I can see the outline of his cock down the right leg of his jeans. I can feel my cock pulsing with approval in my pants. After a few minutes he remerges from the coffee shop and sits a few tables from me. I glance over at him from time to time, trying not to stare. As I look back at him my eyes make their way up his perfect body. I’m caught. He’s staring directly into my eyes. He looks at me continuously then gives me a nod with a little grin. His eyes stay fixed on me for a brief moment, then he gets up and approaches my table. As he put out his hand he said, “Hi, I’m Paul.” I reached out and shook his hand. He had a firm handshake. “I’m Adam.” “Care if I join you, Adam?” “Of course not, have a seat.” “I couldn’t help but notice you checking me out. I know you definitely caught my eye too.” I grinned and nervously chuckled then said, “Yeah, I’m guilty. I have a thing for guys with beards and tattoos, and you’re quite handsome….hard to take my eyes off you.” He said, “Well, I like the same things in my men. I wonder what else turns you on.” After a slight pause he said, “This is going to sound like such a line, but do you come here often, because this is one of my favorite spots, and I don’t remember seeing you here before today?” “yeah, I come here pretty often. This is my favorite coffee shop. We must have been missing each other.” “Well, I’d love to run into you here again, Adam. I was admiring your beard and tattoos…. You’re very sexy.” “Thanks. I have a lot of tattoos. I have a lot more planned and want to get my neck and hands inked too.” “A man after my heart…..woof. So what are you doing tonight? Want to hang out…maybe grab a beer?” “Sure, I’d love to.” “I usually hang out at a bar down the road. Want to head there for a few?” “Yes….definitely.” Paul walked out of the coffee shop ahead of me. He had a nice round ass that filled out his jeans so nicely. This man was really turning me on. We walked side by side to the bar, occasionally brushing against each other lightly as we walked. “So, Adam, I’m curious. You like beards and tattoos just like me. What else turns you on?” “Oh, I think I would surprise you, Paul. I can be a bit kinky.” “Ooooh, you got my attention,” as Paul touched me on the arm. “Tell me more….what’s kinky to you?” “Well, I know it’s not for everyone, but I get into watersports.” We arrived at the bar, and as we were walking in he said, “So, what do you enjoy with watersports? Getting pissed on, pissing on guys? Drinking piss?” I didn’t answer right away as we sat down at the bar and ordered two beers. We got our beers and Paul immediately continued our conversation. “So, you were telling me about your turn on to watersports…..” “Well, anything goes with piss for me. What do you think about that?” Paul reached over, grabbed my hand, and rubbed it across his crotch and down his leg. I could feel his cock was semi hard. I took my hand and grasped his rod. It was tightly pressed against his jeans and felt about 7 to 8 inches long. “Does that answer your question?” I could feel my cock getting hard in my jeans as I said, “I guess you are into piss play too.” “You bet I am, and a lot more.” “Like what?” “Well, I also love toys, and slings, and I only bareback when I play. I love cum.” This man was reading my mind. I felt like every word would make me melt right into his arms. “Now you have my cock getting hard, Paul.” Paul reached over and rubbed my leg then lightly brushed his hand across my semi hard cock. “So you like to bareback too?” “Yeah, I love bareback and love cum, but I’ve never let a guy cum in my ass. I’m still neg.” “Well, I’d love to be the first to cum in your ass, if you want me to, Adam.” My heart was beating faster and my cock was nearly fully erect at the thought of Paul filling my ass with his huge cock and cum. “There’s only one thing, Adam.” “What’s that?” Paul looked a little nervous too, “Once I start there’s no pulling out, ……and…..” Then Paul slowly lifted his shirt, lowered his jeans a bit, and showed me the tattoo on his abdomen. “See that tattoo?” “Yes.” “You know what it means don’t you?” He had a bold, black, biohazard tattoo just above his pubic line on the right side of his abdomen. My cock was raging hard, pulsing in my jeans. I was so turned on and so scared at the same time. Paul looked directly into my eyes, waiting for my response. “Yeah, I know what it means.” “And, how does that make you feel?” My eyes lit up, “You’re poz!! Do you want to poz me up?” “Well, if you want it, I’d love to give you my poz load.” I reached over and took Paul’s hand and rubbed it across my hard cock. “I guess that’s a yes. I was a little nervous, because I really like you, but I’d love to give you my seed.” I said, “This has been a fantasy of mine for so long. I’ve held back from being the cum pig I want to be, because I was afraid to poz….but yes, I want this. I have jacked off so many times fantasizing about taking toxic loads.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I’m sure. I want this!!” Why do you want it?” “I’ve been craving to play uninhibited and take all the poz cum I can get and poz up. I love cum. I want to be a poz, cum pig. I’m tired of resisting my turn on to poz.” “Well, Adam, I chased to poz, and I love being charged up. It’s also a huge turn on of mine, and I love to gift. I’ve been poz for just over two years, and I’m not on meds. You better be sure about this, because there’s a really good chance you will poz tonight if we do this. I have a fairly high viral load, so I’m pretty toxic.” It felt so good to talk to someone in person with the same turn on. I was so nervous, but wanted this so badly. Paul slowly reached up, put his hand on the back of my neck and head, and looked me directly in the eye. He leaned over and his lips slowly touched mine. Then he slid his tongue deep into my mouth and gave me the most erotic, passionate, French kiss I ever had. Then he whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fill your ass with every drop of my poz cum tonight.” He then slid his hand onto my thigh and pressed his leg against mine. I leaned into his shoulder and slid my hand on his thigh and firmly grasped his hard cock. He kissed me again and said, “I have to take a piss, then do you want to head to my place?” “Yes, I’d love to.” Paul got up and walked into the bathroom. I got up and followed him. He was standing at the urinal trying to piss when I walked in. I came up behind him and slid my hands across his ass to his waist. Then I led him into the bathroom stall, and got down on my knees. I licked the head of his cock, then engulfed the head of his hard dick in my mouth. His cock was a full 8.5 inches, and my shaft was rock hard with excitement. I pressed firmly against my hard cock in my pants. “You want my piss too?” “Yes, feed me.” Paul stood still, fully erect, “Here it comes.” I felt the first drop of piss leak out of his piss hole. The sweet, salty taste made my cock even harder. Then he fed me more of his piss giving me enough to fill my mouth as I gulped every drop down. He slowly emptied every drop of piss down my throat then pulled me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, then hugged me. Our hard cocks pressed firmly against each other. “Do you have to piss too?” “Oh yeah.” Paul grinned, and slid down in front of me to his knees. He unzipped my jeans and pulled out my erect cock. We could both piss with hard-ons. He took my cock into his mouth, sucked it slowly then stopped with the tip of my cock in his mouth….waiting for me to feed him. I slowly let out a small amount of piss, stopping the stream each time I filled his mouth for him to gulp it down. As I was filling his mouth with piss he pulled my cock out of his mouth letting piss run down his beard and drip onto his shirt and pants. He slipped the head of my cock back into his mouth and I gave him every drop of my piss. Then I pulled him to his feet, tucked my cock into my pants and zipped up. Paul wiped the piss into his beard, took me by the hand and led me out of the bar heading to his apartment. I was excited and trembling. The thought of Paul giving me what I wanted raced through my mind. I could be pozzing tonight. I glanced over at Paul and he gave me a smile and took my hand in his. “Trust me. I know you’re a little scared to take this step, but we’ll take this slowly. I know you want this and you will love being poz.” I gave Paul a little grin, and he squeezed my hand. My cock was dancing with excitement pressed firmly against my jeans. I felt like I could shoot my load right there in anticipation. We got to his apartment, and he led me by the hand to his bedroom. He pulled me close to him and slowly pulled my shirt off over my head. He kissed my chest then slid his hands down my abdomen to my crotch. He pressed firmly feeling my hard cock through my jeans. Then he unbuttoned my pants, slid my zipper down, and dropped my jeans to the floor. I had no underwear on and my cock stood at attention, jumping with each pulse and wave of excitement in my body. I was already leaking precum. Paul took off his shirt. His chest was covered with thick hair with a thin treasure trail disappearing into his jeans. His arms were fully inked down to his wrists, with a large sparrow tattooed on the left side of his neck. I kneeled in front of him and unbuttoned his jeans. I pulled his pants down just enough for me to see the mark of a proud poz man….a mark I longed to have on my body as well. I kissed his biohazard tattoo then put my lips around his cock through his jeans. He was rock hard and slid his jeans to the floor showing me his beautiful, toxic tool. I ran my tongue across his balls and down the shaft of his rod to the head of his cock. The sweet taste of poz, precum leaked from his piss hole onto my tongue. I slipped his cock into my mouth and felt the head hit the back of my throat as I slowly sucked and lubed his pole with my spit. Paul pulled me to my feet and buried his tongue in my mouth kissing me. His warm body and hard cock was pressed against mine. The smell of piss lingered on his beard and filled my nostrils, exciting me even more. I was melting in his arms. We kissed for quite a while then he grabbed my ass firmly with his rugged hands. “Ready for my poz cock?” “Yes!!” He told me to lie on the bed on my belly, and I obliged. He crawled onto the bed at my feet and kissed my ass cheek. I felt his long beard wisp against my back slowly toward my head, kissing my back a few times as he positioned himself on top of me. His hard rod came to rest between my ass cheeks with his body pressed against mine. He kissed the back of my neck and slid his arms around my chest. I could feel the wetness of his precum lubing my ass crack as he ground his cock against me. My body was flooded with excitement. My cock was rock hard and my nipples were like firm erasers. “I want to be your cum dump. Fill me with your poz seed.” Paul sat up, his legs on each side of my ass with his cock between my ass cheeks. He took his rod in his hand and pressed and slid his cock firmly against my hole. Then he reached up and massaged my neck and shoulders. With a somewhat rough grasp of my shoulders, he worked his cock deep between my cheeks against my asshole. My cock pulsed and my ass cheeks tightened around his shaft with approval. Paul spread my ass cheeks apart and spit on my hole, then slid his cock across my hole lubing the length of his shaft. He again spread my ass cheeks, but this time I felt the head of his cock pressing at my tight hole. I arched my back and spread my ass, pressing against his cock. He pushed his head firmly at my hole. My ass opened and engulfed the head of his cock. Then with a firm thrust he shoved his cock halfway into my tight hole. My body jerked with pain and my ass burned. He held his cock still in my ass and again spit on my hole. The burning subsided. He then pulled back a little and began to advance into my ass, lubing my hole with his spit and precum. The pain turned to pleasure, and Paul worked his cock all the way into my ass. I felt his pubic hair against my cheeks and again arched my back forcing his cock into my ass balls deep. I moaned with pleasure, “Fuck, yes!!!” “You like that? You like my poz cock in you raw?” “God, yes!!!” “Good, cause I’m going to seed you good.” Paul pulled his cock out of my hole, then slid back in, working my ass with the full length of his pole. His thrusts were deep and rough hitting my prostate each time he bottomed out inside of me. He pulled his cock all the way out of my now gaping hole and turned me onto my back. Paul bent my knees over his shoulders and worked his body above mine. “I want to look into your eyes as I give you my poz seed.” He then directed the head of his cock to my ass. I felt the tip of his wet shaft against my hole and he slid back into my ass with ease. With one long, slow thrust is slid is cock all the way into my ass. Again I felt his balls tight against my ass. “Feel that? Every inch of my cock sliding deep into you leaking poz precum?” Paul looked into my eyes and slid his tongue deep into my mouth, swirling his tongue with mine as he began to work his cock in and out of my hole. He then stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes as he buried his cock into me all the way with each thrust, pulling almost all the way out then plunging balls deep into my ass. Sweat was dripping from his chest and beard onto my body. He kept working my ass harder and deeper. “My virus is in you, more and more with each thrust of my cock. I’m going to poz your ass up. I know you want it!!!” “Yes, give me your poz seed. Charge me up.” “Are you sure, cause I’m close to flooding your ass with all my toxic cum.” My cock was so hard I felt like I was going to shoot my load with each pounding against my prostate. “Yes!! I want every drop of your cum. Please poz me.” “Here is cums.” “Give me your poz seed. I want this.” I felt Paul’s cock expand in my ass and with one more deep thrust he plunged his cock all the way into my ass. He kept his cock buried deep inside me, and I could feel his cock pulsing, filling my ass with his toxic cum. My ass tightened around his shaft with excitement. “Fuck!!! You’re getting every bit of my virus…..yes!!! Take my poz cum!!!!” The excitement was all I could take. I didn’t even touch my cock, and I began to shoot my load. My rod erupted, shooting spurt after spurt of cum onto my chest and beard. We were both covered in sweat. Paul kept his cock deep inside me, and slid my legs to his sides. He leaned down and licked cum from my chest, then kissed me. I could taste my cum on his lips. “Taste your neg cum? It’s some of the last you’ll shoot before you poz.” “Fuck yes!! I want this!!” “Good, cause there’s no turning back now. Now keep my toxic seed in you. Let it do its job.” Paul’s cock slipped out from my ass. A small trickle of poz cum leaked from my ass and ran down my crack. Paul rolled onto his back and pulled me into his arms pressing my cum-soaked body against his. “I want this as much as you do, Adam. I want to poz you, make you mine. I’ll give you all the toxic seed you want.” We laid in each other’s arms for a while, naked and panting. Then Paul said, “I have to piss again….be right back.” He jumped out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. I got out of bed and followed him. I could hear Paul pissing in the toilet and I walked in and put my hand into the stream of piss spraying from his cock head. He stopped pissing and said, “You want more piss?” I licked my piss soaked fingers and said, “That’s why I’m here.” Paul pushed me to my knees on the bathroom floor and stood in front on me with his hand on top of my head. He let out a stream of piss soaking my body, face, and beard. He directed his stream of piss to my mouth and I opened wide as he filled my mouth with his sweet, salty urine. I gulped his piss and let him soak my face and beard to the last drop of piss. I loved the feel, smell and taste of piss. I stood up and Paul ran his hand down my piss soaked chest then put his piss soaked fingers to his mouth. He pulled me to him and kissed me, tasting his piss on my tongue and lips. We crawled back into bed naked, stinking of piss and cum, curled up together and dozed off to sleep. I suddenly jumped myself awake. My cock was rock hard. I was lying on my back and precum was leaking from my shaft onto my belly. I ran my hand onto the other side of my bed and looked at my empty bed. Slowly realizing I was alone. What an erotic dream!!!! I lie in bed and stroked my cock, thinking about this rugged, poz man fucking me and charging my ass up. I pictured Paul fucking me and whispering into my ear as he shot his load in me, “Take my poz cum.” That pushed me over the edge and my body bucked with excitement. My cock pulsed, shooting my neg seed all over my abdomen, chest, beard, and lips. My body was sweaty and began to relax. I licked the cum off my lips and ran my hands across my chest and lapped up the cum from my fingers. I got out of bed, jumped into the shower. I had to piss while showering and let out a stream of piss, soaking myself. My morning piss smelled strong and made my cock begin to grow. I couldn’t get the thought of this hot poz man out of my mind and felt my cock getting hard again as I finished my shower. I was consumed with thoughts of pozzing. It was something I could no longer resist. I got myself dressed and made my way to my favorite corner coffee shop for a morning JO. I grabbed a newspaper, took my coffee, and sat in the street side dining area. I could hardly concentrate on my newspaper. Thoughts of my dream danced through my head. I wanted poz seed badly. The streets of Boystown were busy with the morning bustle of gay men starting their day. It reminded me of my dream. Then out of the corner of my eye HE rounded the corner. Could this be real? My inked man from my dream was walking toward me. He had a shaved head, full beard, and was covered in tattoos. As he approached me his eyes met mine. He smiled and said, “Good morning.” “Morning,” I replied. As he walked past me, and entered the coffee shop, a specific tattoo caught my eye. There is was….a biohazard tattoo on his left upper arm. I felt my cock getting hard. A grin came across my face, and I leaned back and sipped my coffee. He emerged from the coffee shop and sat a few tables from me, just like in my dream. I couldn’t stop looking at him. Then he looked over at me. I was staring directly at him. He smiled and continued to look into my eyes. I got up and walked over to his table and said, “Hello, I’m Adam.” “Hi, I’m David. Want to join me?” I knew this was going to be an amazing day.

76 loads up me so far this year.

Being a CumDump for years now and loving it, I have many proud moments! My ultimate two load records are 43 in Mexico City over the course of 4 hours a few years back and 31 loads over 5 hours in LA. Most of the time when I get a cheap hotel room and position ass up it’s somewhere between 10 and 15 loads for the night. I have learned (at least for me) if I want to be a CumDump and take lots of loads, and service multiple cocks over the course of a night, it’s best if I organize it myself. I’ve never had much luck with other guys (tops) organizing an event for me. The other great place for me is the LA Slammer; go in on a weekend night, later, get naked and positioned on the fuckbench against the wall in the dark room...never disappoints.

Of course I accepted the offer. I had always been a horny person, and the recent years my mind had really turned me into a perverted sleaz pig. I sent Michael an email, letting him know I was interested in being one of his cumdumps, getting whored out to tops. He suggested meeting at a café to discuss the terms and agreements of the session. I was a little unsure about talking about these things out in public, but he promised it would only make me hornier. We decided to meet a few days later we met at a small cafe, near his place. I put on some black jeans, and a black shirt. All black was a favourite of mine, not just on the club. I waited outside the cafe for Michael. The man from the pictures I had seen earlier didn't show up at time. In fact, he never showed up. Instead, a beautiful, hot man came up to me, introduced himself as Michael, "we've been in touch over email". I was confused. He didnt look like his pictures at all. On the pictures I had seen an average to ugly person, nothing for the eye really. At least not my type. But the man standing in front of me was amazing. He was a bit shorter than me, dark haired with a clean cut beard, and his muscular body couldn't be hidden, even behind his black pair of nicely fitted cargo pants, a military green sweatshirt and baseball cap. He also had white sneakers and a metal necklace. This man was definetely the Michael I had chatted with, but not the person I had received pictures of. The only right thing was the age, he was in his forties. "You see, I have had guys approching me and my business not because they are sluts but because they are into me. Then they pull out of the project as soon as they realise they will not get my cock. So I started some years ago to use fake pics to ensure the guys I spoke to were really into the project and not me. I am sorry for the dishonesty, but I just hate planning and inviting tops, only to have the bottom cowardsly never show up, because he wasnt the pig he pretended to be." "Well, its better with a surprise from average to hot, than the opposite..." i stuttered, shyly. It was pretty obvious I was into him too, not only his business. "Yeah, absolutely. Well, lets get inside and start the planning, sall we?" "Sure!" We went into the small cafe, and sat down, having a coffee each, at a table in the corner by the window. He went straight to the matter: "So, you're into this? Let me know why it turns you on..." "Well..." I was amazed by his confidence and the way he talked as if this was the most normal thing in the world... "Well, I have always been a person that likes to... have fun... with other ..." my voice was low and almost whispering. "Speak up, boy! Use the words you would use if we were alone, playing in my bedroom. Horny, fuck, cum, breed - no shame. Speak with a normal voice, and noone will care. And if they do - well their problem." He looked deep into my eyes, deadly serious. "I have always been a horny being. Love to get fucked." "and?... this is not your typical hookup, you know..." "Yeah, the last few years I have been more and more into sleaze and pigstuff. "Thats more like it!" he said with a horny grin on his face. Still maintaining eye contact with me. We continued chatting about my personal sex life, fantasies and desires for a little while. Then he pulled up a paper from his bag, and we started going through the process he had described to me in the email. He took notes of everything. At first he was open to my ideas and preferenes. I suggested going with the minimum time frame of three hours, and only 1on1s. I also suggested doing basic only, in regards of sex activities allowed, only anal-, oral-fuck and rimming. He nodded when I spoke, but his smile went smaller. When I had made all my suggestions he stared at me and said "You're joking right?" I didnt know what he meant. I wasnt joking, I was serious. "From what i know about you, this it way to little. It will not satisfy you at all. And my tops would expect much more from a boy like you." "Oh? I dont get it, it seems quite wild to me already, with these basic terms...??" "You have no idea of how this is working at all, do you... My top friends fuck hard, rough and verbal. They will absuse your like noone you can find yourself on Grindr, and will definetely not be happy with a good lucking wannabe-slut only taking cocks for three hours. The tops I wanna pair you with all have a minimum time of one hour. So in your world that will give you three loads. And thats not enough. Some of my tops require five loads inside before they show up. And what is this shit talk about only basic? Can you not take a DP? Never had a piss-tube down your throat? Well, maybe you're not my guy after all. I must have misjudged you by your appearance and your fantasies." I was shocked. The whole thing seemed suddenly much more serious. Michael started packing his things, and rose from his seat. Walking past me on his way out, he stopped. Looking down, and saying "Well, it looks like that speech only made you harder and hornier frim what I can see..." he nodded down to my cock. It was rock hard clearly pulsating inside my jeans. "Your cock clearly tells another story than all the bullshit you said earlier today. You're not a bottom, you are a slut, a whore. Just embrace it." I didnt know what to say. I really wanted to do this, but was fucking scared as well. "Last chance. If you come with me now, i will wreck your ass once and for all, and it will never want to take anything else than raw, rough and multiple cum filled cocks." A woman some tables away from us, looked shocked at us, and shaked her head... But I nodded, took my things and went with him. Ready to let him turn me into a slut.

wishing that was my ass!

Something I'll never understand is people who come into a discussion that's been started on a very specific topic, asking a very specific question - in this case, "best bate lube", and two-thirds of the initial responses boil down to "I'm not going to talk about THAT - I'm going to hijack this thread and talk about what *I* ME ME ME ME ME want to talk about instead. My answer: I like variety - Elbow Grease, Cornhusker Lotion, Spunk - not sure there's any particular one I'd call "best". May have to try that Albolene stuff next.

I didn't become a slut - i have being fucking bare from the first cock i ever had & from that moment I've taken every cock and cumload offered to me without hesitation...I've never looked back. So i didn't become a slut....i was BORN a slut. Kisses!!

Fasted load I ever took in my ass was at a vid store with glory hole booths. There was no one there but one guy and fucked my ass bare for about 10-15 minutes. Really good fuck and his whole body moaned when he came in me. He zips up and leaves the booth and another guy goes in and wants my ass. I out my ass back up to the whole all sloppy and he pushes in quick and is much bigger than the other guy. He fucked me furiously for like a minute and came hard in me. When he pulled out my hoke was filled to the brim. Couldn't keep it from leaking out. He leaves the both and I zip up a moment later but he was already gone and I'm the only one there. I figured he must ha e been jerking it peeking through the doors so he was close when he entered me. I loved it. I swear he would have tore something if I wasn't so full of the other guys cum

Not even a full thrust, he literally just got his head in and shot his load --nhe was so excited about fucking raw.

I think that it’s a complex problem. There is the problem the original poster has brought to the table. As I understand well he doesn’t have problems with older and ugly people but with the fact that others don’t rise up his interest. The other problem what the commenters mentioned that hot guy’s mostly aren’t interested in older ugly men. However, it is strange to me that someone is involved in sex only with a small group of people (because I don’t care about age and appearance), it’s his own desire. Who has the right judge it. Sexual preferences are based on the instincts and other deep psychological causes. The real question is that why the poster feels that something is wrong with him. Because there’s a general expectation that only young hot guys can be attractive. The most of the non pornographic films, the most of the porns, the clips, etc. create and strengthen these feelings. I know many of us here in this site think differently but I think that we belong to the minority within the gay community. Therefore feel ugly older people that they mustn’t touch hot young twinks’ bodies and that they don’t have chance to have sex with them. Furthermore, I’m also always surprised when a hot young guy wants sex with me, especially if he is a top. (In bottom guy’s that daddy issue is a common thing, so their enthusiasm is less surprising.) Although maybe I’m not old and according to many feedback I’m handsome and very attractive, the stereotypes are so strong that I feel that surprise . On the other hand, some older people can’t understand that desires can be different and can’t accept if they are rejected. So, they become violent and are not able to accept that not is not. I have such an experience. Yes, sometimes I refuse people but not because of their ugliness or old. Unfortunately, most of the older people in Hungary (typically above 65-70 but unfortunately even above 50) are slovenly. If I feel that my mood is gone.

70 anon loads, 1 face to face.

I miss that bench, and Slammer!

Can confirm St Giles hotel is still good, Got 12 loads up me there last weekend.

ive stayed i checked in popped my room number on grindr got on all fours and left the door unlocked and took load after load dont think a codom was used once