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It had been a shit week at work, and I was going through that way of thinking again of who cares and what can I do to lose myself and get away from the shit at work. What I needed was to be fucked good and hard and by many. To have a group of guys treat me like nothing more than a hole for them to use and breed. So, I decided to book a nice apartment in the city for the weekend. I live 1hr outside the city. A Friday and a Saturday night. I scheduled a BB Party on BBRTS for Friday night and thought I would see how I felt after that and if I wanted too, I would arrange some hook-ups on the Saturday. I had been off PreP for a month now to give my kidneys a break. I knew it was risky, but I just needed to escape. So, my party add said “Neg/+U” only. The plan? At least 10 guys one after the other over a 2-3hr period on the Friday night. I got down and checked in on Friday afternoon and 15 guys had responded as coming. Where I am that equates to maybe 5-6 at most that will turn up. The apartment had exterior stair access which was perfect. I had nothing to eat all day and did a thorough clean out routine when I got there. I set up a few refreshments for the guests and got into my jocks, then footy shorts and singlet and locked my valuables in the safe. I am an avg 40y/o guy, but I have a cute arse I have been told. I responded to all those that said they would attend and gave them the room number and I left the door unlocked. I threw off my footy shorts, put a blindfold on the nightstand and laid on the bed face down and relaxed and waited patently for the first cock and load. The first one was there right on time at 7pm. Stocky footy build and hairy chest. He was hot. He walked to the end of the bed at my head and said “get me hard. I have somewhere else to be, and I need to lose this load.” I did as I was told and soon enough, he was balls deep inside me piston fucking me. And he was verbal and loud. Because of this I had not noticed that a couple more guys had come in. As the first guy was piston fucking me and picking up his speed, another guy put his cock in my mouth and a third guy said, “now let’s have some fun” and he put the blindfold on me. As the blindfold went on, number one exploded his seed in me. From there I lost count. For a solid 2hrs I had cocks in both my arse and mouth non-stop and I had not seen any of them because of the blindfold. I took at least 12 loads. After about 3hrs I was leaking badly with so much cum. It was quietening down and there were only 2 guys left now sharing my hole. They took turns between my arse and my mouth and I was tasting the cum on their cocks. They clearly came together and knew each other from the talk that was happening. I was now flipped on my back after I took one of their loads. I could feel cum dripping down my arse crack as I was being fucked. The last guy slid in and was saying how much I was going to love this last load. It may be better than the last one his mate just gave me. His mate started kissing me as his mate started picking up the sloshing speed, and the guy fucking me then said “take it off. I want to see the look in his eyes, as I breed him and flood him with my seed”. His mate took the blindfold off and between my ankles is a blonde god. Shoulder length sandy blonde hair tied back. Piercing blue eyes. Beautiful trimmed blonde beard. The sexiest smile I have ever seen on a guy and a cheeky grin as he is fucking me. The grin you see on a kid when they are up to no good. He was toned and his chest was carpeted with blonde hair. Everything I dream of in a sexy man. As he is pounding me balls deep my eyes follow his hairy chest down his treasure trail to his belly button and there clear as day under a sexy smattering of blonde hair is a biohazard tattoo. My eyes widen as I see the tattoo and he sees the flash of a reaction and just as it all registers, he grunts and growls bottoming out in my arse as he pumps his toxic seed in to my neg arse. At exactly the same time his mate that was kissing me stands up and says “clean me up” and has his soft cock in my mouth and I see the same tattoo just above his cock. He is tall and slim and virtually hairless. He has darker hair and a trimmed beard of his own. He has the same cheeky smile on his face that his mate has, and his mate is now slamming his cock in as deep as he can obviously trying to pump every drop into me. A million things run through my mind at once, and within seconds my mind registers it all and I am resigned to the outcome. The blonde guy goes soft and pulls out and says to his mate “let’s go before it registers”. They both step away and start to get dressed. I roll over on the bed and say “where are you both going? Firstly, it is rude to not finish what you have started. Secondly, you both came with the intention of sharing a gift with me. Are you sure I got your gift? I am not. And I want to be sure. And you both should finish what you started”. They both stopped getting dressed for a second and the blonde guy said “really?” I stood up and walked over to them both. I kissed them both passionately and said, “I couldn’t think of two hotter guys to be the father of my poz baby”. They were now both in shorts with no shirts on and were now comfortable and starting to kiss me back now. “Stay the night, and make sure I get your gift. Give me your DNA and impregnate me with your toxic seed.” The blonde guy told me his name was Hugh and the other guy was his boyfriend David. I pulled on my footy shorts and we all grabbed a beer and stepped out on the balcony for a smoke. I had cum dripping down my legs the whole time and Hugh kept sliding his finger up my cummy hold under my shorts proud of his seed. He kept rubbing it against the walls of my arse and said, “neither of us are on meds – this is definitely going to take.” They both stayed the night and each of them gave me two more loads before we fell asleep together. I woke up the next morning with my head on Hughes gorgeous blonde hair chest to the feeling of David pushing his morning wood into me. They both gave me a morning load and we got up and showered and went down the street for coffee. Sitting in the café, Hugh says, “how long you here for?” I respond, “one more night”. Hugh immediately smiles ear to ear and looks at David, and David just nods. Hugh puts his hand on my knee (which still send electricity up my spine) and says, “firstly we’d both like to spend another night with you to make sure we knock you up if you are keen?” and I respond, “fuck yeah!” and David speaks up now and says, “we have some friends that are in the same boat as us. Poz and not on meds. We could ask them to drop by and give you a gift each as well. We are pretty confident that last night did it for you, but to be sure if you want, we can get more”. “On one condition” I say. “that you both breed me first, then they come by and make their deposits and then leave, and then you both top off their loads with with more of your seed. I cannot think of a nicer couple to be my poz baby daddies.” David and Hugh together say, “Deal” David spends the afternoon texting his mates and organizing the night while Hugh and I go shopping for some dinner. We go to a supermarket and before going in Hugh grabs my hand and says “I need to go” and leads me to the toilets. It is busy, but he ignores everyone and pulls me into a stall. He shuts the door and without a word he pulls my pants down and then his and he is already hard. He spits on his hand and just shoves right in me and fucks me for 5 minutes before blowing another toxic load into me. We wash our hands and leave, and he says “sorry, I was standing behind you on the escalator on the way up and just looking at your arse and thinking it may still be a neg one got me hard straight away and I had to fuck you”. “No apology needed” I say, “but you may need to walk behind me” and he looks down and there is a distinct wet patch on my shorts and “something” wet running down the inside of my leg. “You may have shaken some of last night lose”. We both laugh and soon enough we are back at the apartment. David says he has confirmed that two of their unmedicated poz mates are coming over. The night starts as planned only this time the fucking and playing with Hugh and David is far more intimate. I get a load off them both, so I am both quite loose and very wet. Their mates turn up together and they are just as hot as Hugh and David. Simon is almost a twin for David, and Cameron is a Middle Eastern guy, dark hair, beard, carpeted hairy chest and toned. I start sucking them both off and both have quite long skinnier cocks. Cameron’s is slightly thicker than Simons. I notice that all four of them have the same tattoo. It dawns on me, and I ask, “so who is the father, the head of this family?” Hugh walks over and kneels next to me as I suck the other two. Pulls my head to the side and says, “I am the father of all these poz babies. And soon I hope I can welcome you to my family too”. I look up and say, “so who is first” and Hugh interrupts and says, “David and I are already keen to get back inside you, and these boys have somewhere to be, so to speed things up a bit why not take them both together.” I swear I almost cum hands free. Cameron lays back on the edge of the bed and I straddle him and lower myself onto his cock. After a few motions I feel Simon push against my hole, and I feel my hole slowly expand to take the next cock. I also feel a sudden wet rush and realise Hugh and David’s loads are leaking out. I am fucked like that for at least 10 minutes before Simon floods me with his seed. He slides out and Cameron lifts me up and turns me around while still inside me and lays me on my back on the bed and kisses me deeply as he picks up speed and starts saying loudly “no turning back now” and with one deep thrust he floods my sloppy hole with his seed. He doesn’t pull out straight away and lays on top of me and kisses me gently while I feel the last few twitches as his cock delivers its last drops. He is extremely passionate and sexy. We both get up and he gets dressed again along with Simon. They clearly need to be somewhere. Cameron says to Simon, “One quick smoke and we can head off”. We step on the balcony and all I am wearing is footy shorts and nothing else. Cameron is constantly touching my smooth chest and kissing me between puffs on his smoke. They finish their smoke and Simon says, “We have to run”. Cameron then grabs me and hugs me tight and kisses me like I have never been kissed before and breaking the kiss says, “call me when you get the news. Hugh and David have my number. I am going to take you out to celebrate, and if you are interested, I would like a whole lot more with you”. I smile and kiss him again. “I’ll call”. They leave and Hugh and David stay the night. All in all, they give me another 3 loads each over the night. We exchange numbers and they give me Cameron’s number too and I head home with a sore arse and very wet shorts. A month later I have a cold, but nothing too serious, but the timing is right. I get checked out and a few days later I call Cameron. “Hey babe, where you taking me to celebrate and when is the weeding? 😊

(This story is not so much about chasing or gifting. It is more about living on the edge and the adrenaline rush of taking risks with many barebacker sexual partners without the safety of PrEP. I chose to place it here because some might feel it's closer to this topic than general bareback where there's no reference to HIV.) "Looks like we're not cooking again tonight", said my husband with a twinkle in his eyes. He can always tell when I arrive home with a load or two or more from my day at work in the hospital. This was a 'more day' and we had two rules. The first was that he would never waist the natural lube for his 8 inch thick cock. After breeding me on the kitchen island he would enjoy an appetizer by fetching out his load and the rewards of my sexually active day. This day there was enough protein for the main course, so lots to snowballing share with me. The second rule was we had to share all the details if we had hooked up. We had an open relationship from day one and often played together with others. But the rule was if you played on your own you had to tell the other as soon as possible. Like I needed to tell him, he could always smell the other men on me from 100 feet. We never rushed a fuck with each other so this day like many, supper prep time disappeared. Besides it was more fun to tell all the sordid details when neither of us were distracted by something as mundane as meal preparation. So he spent forty five minutes pounding two of his loads into me; one in the kitchen followed by appetizer; the other in the shower; and then we headed off to our secluded booth at the back of our favorite Italian restaurant. The fact that we knew our server was a cute, young, olive skinned otter who provided special privileges and discretion didn't hurt either. - . ------.-------.-------.-------.-------.-------.-------.---- Me: "So there was a super handsome new doctor on Rounds this morning. " My hubby: "Oh, oh, okay. I know where this is going. " Me: "Don't give me that hon. I know you loved the api we just shared every bit as much or more than I did. " Him: "Yup! And I know that I've just sampled more than the taste of this new doctor's cum. How many did you bring home tucked up your sweet perky ass babe? Were you able to do any nursing work today?" Me: "Uh... uh.... (counting in my head) ... not sure.... I think nine." Our waiter whistled: "Fuck you whore, that's a lot even for you!" We had not noticed his arrival. Me; "Actually there was the 26 load bathhouse visit before I met hon. Wait, that was the night I met you wasn't it hon? But who's counting?" Waiter; "Not me. I couldn't keep up. " Hubby laughing; "Now you see my problem. You don't look very busy. Why don't you get our usual cocktails and sit in to hear his sordid details?" ------.-------.------.------.-------.--------.--------.------- Me; "It looked like Rounds as usual. All the regular team. Just as we were heading into the first patient room he appeared and joined us. I lost my breath the moment our eyes met. There was an instant connection. My first thought was about my 'Pure' capsules. My ass was sure to be clean for what was bound to be probing it soon." "He looked a lot like McSteamy from Gray's Anatomy. Tall, slim, sharpely handsome face, patchy scruffy beard that he could get away with due to his steamy grin and seductive blue grey eyes. Those eyes instantly saw right through me and he knew before the day was finished where he would be planting his load. " Waiter; "You hoped!" Hubby; "Oh no! My slutty babe knew!" Me; "Shortly after Rounds McSteamy arrives at my nursing station. When he's finished giving instructions to the ward clerk he makes sure he's caught my eye. Using his seductive eyes and nothing more he motions me down the hall. When we get to the walk in linnen closet he pushes me in, closes and locks the door." "I'm on my knees and fish out his 5 inch semi-erect tool. It quickly expands to it's full 7 inch respectable slender hardness in my mouth. He grabs me by the hair, pulls me to my feet, spins me around and leans me against the shelving in one smoothly orchestrated movement. He's done this many times with many a nurse. " " "No time for oral foreplay whore. As a doctor I know very well we should use a condom but you will only take it bareback. Right slut?" " "I silently nodded my head. " Waiter; "Fuck, you didn't even ask his status?" Hubby laughing; "Are you kidding? This guy? He never does. " Waiter; "You must be on PrEP?" Hubby smiling; "He's not. We gotta get you on that." Me; "Yah, I guess. " Hubby smiling; "Or not. You love the adrenalin rush of not knowing. Right?" Waiter; "So are you guys chasing? I'm assuming you bareback each other. " Hubby; "Not really chasing. We just haven't got around to PrEP. And honestly, we both get horned up by the spin of the Roulette wheel. Maybe we are pre-chasing." Waiter; "Fuck! You guys are so damn hot. " Me; "Do you guys want to hear the rest of this story? Or not?" They both nod and turn their attention back to me where it belongs. Me; "Before I could answer his question, with just spit for lube he presses against my vulnerable hole. I take a deep breath and his naked head has penetrated me. "That's it, deep breaths slut. Keep relaxing that hole so I can force this beaut into you balls deep. We don't have a lot of time for this pump and dump. We don't want to be missed do we?" " "By the time I could feel his trimmed pubic hairs scratching my ass cheeks the pounding began. Zero to one hundred in a flash. Between the rocking of the shelving and the rhythmic slapping of his pelvis to my butt cheeks I'm surprised we hadn't attracted a crowd to the closest door." "Within two minutes he was breathlessly whispering in my ear, "Filling your slutty ass whore. You're getting my second load of the day and I can only imagine how many you'll get dropped in there before your day ends. Thanks. Have fun. " " "And he was gone before I could even pull up my scrubs. I probed my ass and had a little taste just to be sure I had received my reward for the chance I'd taken. It tasted mighty sweet!" "As I emerged from the closest Sam the janitor gave me a knowing look asking; "Are you headed to the lab with samples?" " ""Pretty sure I am." I responded." "Sam leaned in speaking so only I could hear, "Great. Meet me in the basement in 15. I'll give you a sample to join the good doctor's." "

Part 3 – What’s In A Name? The next two days were rainy, so we all stuck around the house. James had returned home early the morning after his encounter with Martin. He googled his celebrity crush, talking incessantly with each of us throughout the day about Martin’s accomplishments. There was no secret of the fact he and Martin had left the A-House together, having walked by several of our friends as they headed to Martin’s. James found some pics of Martin in his younger modeling days, and promotional shots from more recent years. James swooned over these. While he shared with me some aspects of their encounter, adding that they had fucked again in the early hours of the morning before James left. The second encounter sounded more brief and tender, with James waking to the sensation of Martin sliding inside him. He omitted that Martin was poz and that he had bred him, though he did share that they had barebacked both times. James was clearly still star struck by Martin. He texted him several times that day, but Martin was working on a project that was due soon, and chose to use the rainy days as motivation to hunker down and finish. We filled both days with our friends and food, and even a bike ride in the rain. We clubbed both nights, sloshing through the streets, and skipping any late night pizza. Tuesday the weather flipped and was gorgeous. We were heading out to the local pools for the day, having connected with some other friends who were also in town. James opted to hang at the condo reading and having some quiet time. We planned to all meet for dinner later that night. I went to one of the pools with a smattering of friends, having lunch and a bevy of cocktails. Around 2:30 I decided I’d had enough sun and was gonna head out for a bike ride. Tea Dance would be quiet today, so I wouldn’t mind biking later in the day. I walked back to the condo to grab my bike and throw on my sneakers. I walked in the condo and headed up toward our bedroom to change quickly. There was an odd tension in the house, and I heard noises from the bedroom. I slowed my approach and crept quietly to the half open door. I was surprised to find James naked inside, straddling another guy. It took me a moment to place the face because he was partially obscured by James’ upper body, but then I recognized him. He was one of the people Martin had introduced us to in the club the first night. Edgar, I believe his name was. He was a handsome Brazilian living on the West Coast who did some acting and modeling, though it was mostly smaller stuff. He and James had clearly reconnected since meeting in the bar. I tried to be inconspicuous while watching. James was straddling Edgar’s midsection, with Edgar’s dick standing straight up and between James’ ass cheeks, the two slowly grinding. Edgar held a bottle of poppers to James’ nose, and he took a long hit followed by a second one. Edgar’s cock was thick and veiny, probably eight inches long. It had a slight bend to it, and got quite girthy in the middle. It disappeared beneath James who was starting to grind his hole against it. James felt the warm rush of the poppers fill his body. He became keenly aware of Edgar’s impressive dick against his ass, and he moved so he had better access to it. He’d seen the pics on Grindr, but they didn’t prepare you for the real deal. He felt the shaft as it now lay against Edgar’s abs, feeling the hot skin brushing against his own hole. He closed his eyes and focused on the sweet sensation, his hands resting on Edgar’s chest as he ground against that cock. He’d spent the past half hour worshiping Edgar’s fat cock. They’d connected on Grindr a couple hours ago, and it wasn’t long before Edgar was at the door with plans for a walk together out to the breakwater. Edgar had arrived faster than James expected, and he had to answer the door wearing just a pair of shorts. Plans for a walk quickly changed to making out in the kitchen, then moving upstairs to the shower. James had spent a half hour worshipping on his knees in front of the latino god before Edgar had him stand up and turn around in the shower. He would have taken James then and there, but James’ ass was too tight and the shower gel wasn’t sufficient lube. Now James was straddling Edgar, nervously anticipating their second try. The poppers worked their magic over James while Edgar pumped some lube into his hand, reached beneath the younger man’s ass, and lubed both the grinding cock and ass. James sighed deeply as the movements became more fluid with the lubricant. Edgar pressed his cock upward, the head searching beneath James for its target. Edgar felt the divot where James’ hole was hiding, letting the younger man’s body weight press him on the waiting cock. James gasped as a jolt went through his prostate. He instinctively started to press his weight onto it, feeling his hole begin to open and stretch. Edgar’s voice soothed him, “That’s it, baby. Let it inside you.” I watched as James reached back, guiding Edgar’s cock to the right angle. Slowly and steadily Edgar’s cock disappeared inside James. I heard James gasp as the girthy middle of the shaft spread his hole wider, and he paused to let the sharp spasm pass. “That’s it, baby. Take your time. There’s a lot of cock there to take.” James started to descend further on the shaft until it completely disappeared inside him. He rested there, leaning his head back and moaning. Then he leaned forward and kissed Edgar. As they made out, Edgar raised his knees so his feet were flat against the bed, and he slowly began moving his hips in a gentle circular motion. I heard James moan as Edgar opened his further, relaxing his sphincter for more pleasure. James began to ride the massive cock, whimpering and gasping at times as he tentatively descended onto it. “Fuck that’s huge! It keeps getting bigger!” “You’re fine, baby,” Edgar soothed, now running his hands across James muscled pecs. His voice was a deep baritone with a mild accent. James was starry eyed again, entranced by Edgar’s accent and celebrity status. Edgar was guaranteed success the moment he showed up at the door. Sexual energy radiated off of him. “You wanted my big cock. Ride it like a bitch!” James leaned back, arching his back slightly as he braced his arms against the bed. He let out a long moan as he fully impaled himself on Edgar’s Brazilian meat. He began working his hips and slowly raising himself up and down on the long shaft. “That’s it. Work my cock with that ass. Show me what you’ve got, bitch!” James began bouncing on Edgar’’s cock, driving it balls deep inside himself, feeling the thick hardness filling him. Edgar groaned with pleasure. “Fuck that ass feels good.” He opened his eyes and admired the younger guy impaling himself on his cock. He was hot! Edgar had been getting ready to go to the beach when this guy hit him up on Grindr. Apparently they’d met a few nights ago through Martin, but he didn’t really remember, and still wasn’t sure of his name. But this guy had the package — hot body, hot face, and big dick. Turns out he has an amazing ass, too, which he’d given up fast enough. The guy was still arched backward, his own dick sticking straight up, bouncing off his abs as he rode. Edgar watched the sculpted body riding him, the abs flexing as he worked his ass, his cock loving the hot depths of this guy’s ass. “That’s it. Massage my cock with that ass. Work it! Work for that cock.” This guy’s ass work was amazing, and Edgar felt felt his dick flexing in response. But it was time for a change of position so he could really satisfy his cock. When the guy lifted himself off his cock for a break, Edgar made his next move. Edgar flipped the guy around and onto all fours, his ass perfectly displayed in front of him. He parted the checks and gazed at the hole he had been fucking. Edgar could feel the guy’s hunger. He admired the hole another moment, fingering it, feeling his own cock get harder. He loved probing a hot guy’s ass, and this one was intensely willing. “Look at that hungry hole,” he whispered. The guy was taking another hit of the poppers, and Edgar used that moment to align his raw cock with the waiting hole. He slid inside with a smooth thrust, and started fucking that hot ass. Each thrust was rewarded with “ah!” from the guy, which inspired Edgar to drive harder. He grabbed the guy by the waist and started fucking him with a faster rhythm, his own balls slapping beneath that hungry hole. He looked down and watched his long cock gliding in and out. Without stopping, he reached over to his phone sitting on the nightstand and began recording his cock working that ass. “Yeah, bitch, ride that Brazilian cock.” He took longer strokes for the camera, capturing the length of his slicked cock as it slide in and out. The younger guy was moaning like a little bitch. “Fuck! You’re gonna make me cum soon! You’re gonna get pozzed. You want that poz load, don’t you? Don’t you?” The guy was grunting hard, but lifted his head enough to say,”Oh fuck yeah! Poz my hole!” Edgar tossed the phone aside, knowing it would be a hot video, and focused on his final pleasure. His balls were feeling very warm, and the pressure inside was building. He was gonna spurt soon. “This load is going in you, bitch!” Edgar pushed his hungry bottom onto his stomach, plunging his dick deep inside as his cock was aching for release. He was vaguely aware of the guy’s whimpering and begging as he was pounding hard, but he was really wrapped up in his own pleasure. Edgar raised his head, feeling the strain in his body as he pounded his Grindr trick’s hole. He held his breath without missing a stroke. When he released his breath, his cock erupted in that amazing hole. Edgar felt his poz load gush, filling the guy even as his pulsating dick was bathed in it. Edgar grunted and spasmed as he tried to force himself to keep thrusting until his body was simply spent. He collapsed onto top of the guy he’d just bred. I was still watching from the hallway when Edgar drove James into a spread eagle and seèded him. James was lost in the fucking he was taking, and odd mix of whimpering and grunting as Edgar pounded and bred him. They laid there for just a couple minutes before Edgar rolled off of James back and stood up. He started dressing although James was still laying there spread eagle with a cum-filled hole. I slipped into another bedroom as Edgar finished dressing. Edgar found his shirt and pulled it on, tucked his phone into his shorts, and reached over to slap the guy’s upturned ass. “Thanks man,” he said as he started to leave the room, uncertain what the guy’s name had been. I’ve already been here longer than I planned, he thought. He exited the house and walked to where he’d left his bike. It was time for the beach and swim after his afternoon fuck. James lay there another minute before he rolled himself on his back,, bending one leg for stability. His body was tingling, and he felt incredible, even thoughEdgar had made a hasty exit before James came. He didn’t like fuck-and-go’s and was hoping they would still go for a walk afterward. He laid there somewhat stunned, somewhat surprised by the quick exit, and still feeling incredibly sexy. He ran his hands over his chest and abs, then reached down to his hole. He could feel. The warm cum covering his hole. Edgar had bred him. The thought was both frightening and thrilling. He never took loads, but here was his second one this week. What was happening? After Martin had bred him, he told. Himself he wouldn’t bareback again. It was too stressful afterward. But here he was, a fresh load in him, and he was feeling incredibly horny because of it. After Edgar left the house, I crept back downstairs. I pulled out my phone and fired up Grindr and Scruff. There was Edgar’s profile, within 50 feet. The pics mostly looked professionally taken. If I hadn’t seen Edgar in person, I’d have thought this was a fake profile. His pics were awesome and displayed his toned body. I wonder if he ever did porn early on. I was feeling horny thinking about him banging James upstairs in our bed. James was becoming a little star fucker this week! I scrolled through his bio. 6’1”, 40 years old, single. My breath caught for a second. Edgar’s profile said he was poz. James must’ve seen that. I tugged at my cock in my shorts, feeling it’s stiffness. James had taken another poz load.

Part 3 I followed the Asian guy into the toilet, noticing for the first time a biohazard tattoo at the base of his spine and again feeling the fear and excitement. The toilet was busy with people pissing and sucking. Wordlessly, they pushed me over to the basin and bent me forward. There was an old, cracked mirror facing me. In it I saw my face, flushed and eyes bright and beyond it my upraised buttocks. There were eager faces all round us and from the grins and winks, I guessed many of them knew what was happening to me. The balding guy got behind me and I heard him say “Give him some poppers. He’ll need them!” Someone produced a bottle and made me sniff deeply. As the rush hit me, I felt a stab of something blunt against my arsehole. It was huge! I yelped and looked in the mirror to see the scorpion tattooed guy behind me, cock in hand, pushing the metal-ringed tip into my hole. More poppers and then it began to open me up. Would it ever stop? How could I take it? And then, with a brutal shove, the blunt, slimey head and ring burst into me followed by the delicious, slippery rush of the shaft until I was impaled and clinging onto the basins helplessly. He began to move slowly in and out. Each time my hole relaxed a little more until he was able to kick my legs apart and sink right up me. I gasped with pleasure and lay there helplessly as he buggered me. In the mirror, I could see faces peering down to watch the monster cock fucking me and it looked like a vision from hell as they licked their lips and egged him on. “Fuck It!” “Give it to him! “Bastard’s loving it.” Slowly, methodically then faster and faster he worked his way towards a climax. I knew I was being impregnated for sure this time, but I was helpless to resist. He was gasping now and his huge cock was ramming deep in me with every thrust. “Cumming!” He gasped and pushed as deep into me as he could. I felt his cock pulse and he grunted loudly as he spurted. Then he shuddered and laughed. “Phew! That was nice” Everyone jostled round to watch his massive, wet cock slide out of me and I felt my body sag as it flopped out. I was exhausted as I lay there over the basin, my gaping hole wet and dripping with cum. The Asian guy ruffled my hair and bent forward to kiss me. “Good boy,” he said. “Join the club” Then they left laughing together. Before I could move, I felt bodies pressing against me and various fingers slid up my puffy hole. “Yeah, he spunked up him alright.” I went to get up, but hands held my shoulders down. Someone said. “Not so fast. There’s plenty more here for you.” Before I could protest, I felt a flabby, wet body against my thighs and a long, thin cock slid easily up inside me. In the mirror I saw the grinning face of an old, bald man with earrings and sagging cheeks as he fucked me and I groaned with disgust but just lay there as he buggered me and then I felt the piss splash over me from the other men and sank into depravity…

I luv a good dark room! The anonymousness of it, the groping hands, etc. Always my favorite is the Slammer in LA, but there is enough light there to see. True dark rooms with total darkness are amazing. Several years ago I went to this club in Chicago, down in an old basement, that was totally dark. You walked down the stairs, then through plastic strips covering a doorway, then into the next room, almost total blackout. The smells, sounds, grouping hands were hot! Guys on their knees trying to get your cock out of your pants to suck. I finally groped my way to a wall, that had a wood bench built on the side. I undid my jeans, pushed them down to my ankles, turned around, pushed my ass out and waited. Quickly hands found my ass, roughly guys stuck their fingers in my hole; always rough and hard and fast. Soon the first cock was jammed into me. Then we were rocking back and forth fucking. Then the next one. Soon I had to remove my jeans as I kept falling over with my jeans constraining my ankles...haha. I had a great night; multiple loads and a lot of cocks just testing my hole before they moved on to the next hole. Loved it!!!!

Spring has sprung here in the midwest, and I got my cumdump on for the first time in ages! 4 Loads in: 2PM - A guy I've been chatting with on the apps for a few months finally agreed to actually meat up. Nice average guy, beard, tatts, a little hairy, bald and a nice average cock with a hot upcurve. He dropped by, we made out, thirty minutes later he came in my ass! 8PM - the other day I hit up a fuckbud I hadn't seen in a while, see if he was free any of the days I was free. He suggested tonight. He lives across town and I always go to him. Hot above average grower cock, on the thicker side. He messaged me and I debated if I really wanted to go see him, after all I had gotten bred earlier. I took one for the team and am so glad I did. I arrived the same time UberEats arrived for his neighbor, and it was a touch awkward as he has to come down to open the door to his building up. I get on my knees to suck him, and not long after he wants to slide in. He pounds me good and hard. He said he couldn't stop from cumming, and wanted to last longer! I didn't tell him I had been bred earlier as he said he doesn't like sloppy seconds. I checked before going and my ass was still pretty wet from the earlier fuck so maybe he likes it more than he knows. After I get back home I go into an area that there's some car cruising near where I live. Unfortunately nothing much is going on. Two guys obviously were getting it on. I texted a regular bud, and hit a few guys up on the apps and was not having any luck. Finally, the bud I texted responded back. I told him I was loaded up, and offered to drop by. 9:30PM I park near my buds place, and he leaves the door open. He's my buddiest fuckbuds, always wants sloppy seconds when I offer it, always open to groups, seems to always find a third, he's double penetrated me more than anyone else etc. He's another average cock, and is always fully loaded, sometimes multiple loads. He drops his pants and is rock, hard, I get down to service, he bends me over the bed after a few minutes. One thing with his cock, I can ALWAYS feel him cumming. His cock pulses so hard when he shoots, there is NEVER a doubt. He also cums faster than he wanted. Tonight he didn't do multiple loads, was wham bam thank you man. As I'm leaving his place I notice I got a hit back on one of the apps from another guy I had messaged earlier. He lives only two blocks from my friend, but I have to go the opposite direction to get my car. I've played with this guy twice before, the first time was years ago and then he didn't seem to be interested. The second time was last month, and I didn't realize it was him when he hit me up until he gave me the apartment info and I recognized the name. I tell him I just left a buds with a load in me, he responds back with an invite. 10PM I park in front of his building, buzz in and head up to his apartment. His cock is similar to the 8PM cock, a little above average thick. He's waiting for me naked when I get there, and I get on my hands and knees and suck his rock hard thicker cock. He gets up after several minutes, comes around to my ass and shoves in me. He fucks me longer than the last two buds combined, and I can just feel their cum dripping out of my ass the entire time. When he's about to cum he starts grunting, takes a hit of poppers and unloads in my ass! I head out, and decide its time to go home. If one of my other buds had been on, I could have gotten a fifth load in as he also lives by the last 2 guys. Then again, I don't want to be greedy 😁

Part 1 — Seduction This was our third summer as a couple, and we decided to rent a house with friends in Ptown to celebrate James’ 28th birthday. He’d been to Ptown several times in the past, and loved the energy of the town during high season. Days spent on the beach, biking, carousing at Tea Dance, and clubbing at night. Rinse and repeat. We started our week in Ptown with a beach day. Our group trudged across the hot dunes to Boys Beach where we could shuck our clothes and lay out naked. Despite his superior looks and body, James wasn’t one to go naked in public often, preferring to keep a certain level of mystery. He stripped down to a black speedo. His speedo followed the contours of his firm ass, and hinted at the large cock tucked into the ample pouch. James was charismatic, athletic, and stood at 5’11” with black hair and a caramel tan. He had been a triathlete in college, and retained that physique. Tall with strong shoulders, well developed pecs, and solid legs built by years of running, biking, and swimming. He had competed right through college, but decided upon a different career. He was confident in his body, but not cocky. I had been drawn to his looks the moment we met through a mutual friend, and still relished seeing him naked any chance I got. His previous boyfriend had kept him under lock and key, chastising him if he appeared shirtless in public, and never allowed him to wear a speedo or dance shirtless. All that changed with me. He’d found the liberation he didn’t even know he was seeking. James laid out beside me in the full sun, enjoying the heat on his skin and the feel of the sand around his feet. There was a steady parade of men streaming onto the beach, and we shared some discreet comments among ourselves from our spot at the base of the dune. The buffet was tantalizing, sporting a wide range of body types and ages. People were spread out across the beach with plenty of space between enclaves of blankets and umbrellas. After about an hour, one brave soul set down his towel about 10 yards from us. He was nicely built with a deep tan and thick hair. He stripped down and sat on his towel, settling into the routine of people watching. After he’d settled in, a couple of our friends went over to meet him and make small talk. James followed a few minutes later, joining the conversation. I watched his body language, and that of the new guy on the beach. The new guy stood and shook hands with James, then stood chatting for awhile. When our friends came back to the blankets, James lingered, both men crouching down in the sand. The stranger rested a hand on James’ shoulder just before James came back to our blanket. He was very animated as he started talking. “His name is Martin. He lives in the US, but is originally from Britain.” James loves an accent on a sexy man. “And guess what? He’s in the entertainment industry!” James went on in some detail – more than I was honestly interested in – about Martin’s accomplishments and notoriety. As I half-listened, more interested in my card game with friends on their adjoining blanket, I recognized a couple of the titles he rattled off. James went on for about an hour, even as we all went down to the water for a swim. Martin wandered down and swam with us. We had a pleasant group conversation, lot of laughter, and spontaneous flirting. I was entertained by a playful competition among James and a couple of our friends for Martin’s attention. Martin was very handsome, and his body was nicely defined. Not over developed, but he was someone who clearly ate healthy and had a long-term exercise regimen. He was closer to my height, shorter than James by a few inches. His black hair was thick on top with shaved sides for the summer, with some flecks of gray adding character. His accent was admittedly sexy, and he spoke with an assured confidence from years of public life. I noted he avoided the sexualized banter a few friends introduced, and preferred to keep the conversation more neutral. He shared he had rented a house for the season, and his long-term partner was in and out for the summer – away currently. We were back and forth to the water a few times, and Martin often came to join us. He and James were sharing stories of their respective professional backgrounds. Martin was probably in his late 40s, given his accomplishments and the timeline he was painting. James was clearly star struck. His hand found its way to resting on Martin’s shoulder more frequently, and his body language brought them closer together in the water. By mid-afternoon we packed up to get ready for our first Tea Dance of the week – the official presentation of contestants in the week’s competition to find love – either temporary or longer term. At the house showered and picked out our “coming out” outfits for Tea. Tea Dance is always busy on a Saturday, and today was no exception. We ran into unexpected friends from prior trips and even a friend from college. After a few cocktails, our group migrated to the dance floor for the final hour. Shirts were off and the bodies were packed in against one another. Put a lot of barely dressed gay men together on a dance floor and you’ll always gets sexualized energy. I noticed that Martin had arrived and made his way onto the dance floor. He and James were dancing together, the crowd pushing them closer together. After a few minutes, hands were tentatively exploring one another, and finally arms were around them as they danced together. James felt the hard muscles of Martin’s abs pressing against his own, and felt his cock stirring as Martin ran his hand down his lower back and squeezed James’ ass. “Ohhhhh,” James breathed, barely audible with the music playing overhead; but Martin heard it, and smiled in response. “Someone likes that,” this time squeezing James tight ass with both hands. Martin leaned his face into James’ and kissed him briefly, then followed with a longer, deeper kiss. The two wrapped themselves around one another amid the throng of men dancing, immersed in a private moment of exploration. They then separated and began dancing again, their eyes holding one another, hands casually exploring one another’s upper body. As Tea wrapped up, the two walked up the driveway together, hand in hand. I wondered if James and Martin might not slip away together, but they only talked a moment and then Martin left. James was giddy the rest of the evening. At dinner he often brought up Martin. We all headed out for drinks that night before finally landing at A-House for more dancing. James was dressed casually, with shorts, sneakers and a tight fitting T-shirt. The place was muggy with the summer heat, despite some air conditioning. Everyone was quickly shirtless, dancing, and covered in a sheen of sweat. I eventually wandered outside for a drink and some slightly cooler air. When I came back, Martin had found James on the dance floor. He was also shirtless, wearing a tight pair of black shorts and matching shoes. There was clearly chemistry between them that was simmering. Martin had his hands on James’ bare waist, and James was running his hands up and down Martin’s fuzzy chest. Their movements had a stronger sexual connection, and at times Martin turned James around to grind against his ass. James’ closed his eyes, caught up in the intense sexual energy of Martin grinding his pelvis against his ass. Each knew what the other was saying through their movements. James took a break once around midnight, stopping by our group gathered on the back deck having drinks. He was covered in sweat and smiling from ear-to-ear, looking positively radiant. There were some thinly veiled jealous remarks from one of our friends, to which James just winked before returning to his sexually charged tease on the dance floor. Martin and James kissed more frequently that last hour, their hands never leaving the other’s body. The DJ announced last call to the crowded club. Martin slipped a hand down the back of James shorts; James face was lost in ecstasy, and he stopped dancing altogether as the intense sensations of Martin tenderly probing his hole took him. His breathing was suddenly more intense; he half opened his eyes and stared into Martin’s face. Martin was very deliberate in his motion, tenderly massaging the sphincter. James’ hole felt very smooth, and Martin used the trickles of sweat rolling off James’ back to lubricate his finger and gingerly penetrate him. It wasn’t deep, but it was enough to make James’ head explode. He reached down and kissed Martin furiously. “I think it’s time to go,” Martin said into James’ ear. “I have something I want to give you.” James nodded silently. Martin withdrew his hand from James’ shorts, took the younger man’s hand, and lead him out of the bar. They walked hand-in-hand down Commercial Street, passing the growing throng in front of Spiritus without stopping or even making eye contact with anyone else. They were focused on one another. I followed along a short distance behind, totally turned on by seeing my boyfriend being lead away by this other man, witnessing the sexual energy developing between them. They walked into the West End of town, zig-zagging a couple blocks until reaching what seemed to be Martin’s rental for the summer. It was a nice house, somewhat private, with a wrap-around porch. Martin lead James inside, closing the screen door behind them, but leaving the wooden door open for circulation. He and James kissed, long and deep, finally free of the watchful eyes of others (well, except mine). They were still in only their shorts and sneakers, which were quickly peeled away and discarded on the living room floor. I kicked off my shoes and padded silently across the porch – it seemed to circle the entire house. I could hear Martin and my boyfriend inside, still standing in the living room, now completely naked. Martin’s hands were firmly on James’ ass, massaging it slowly. James had draped his arms over Martin’s shoulders, reveling in their kiss and Martin’s tender massaging. After many long minutes, Martin broke their embrace and lead James toward the back of the house. The back of the house was dark, until a single light appeared in a tiny window. James appeared to be using the bathroom, while Martin moved to the bedroom in the far corner of the house. One by one, a series of candles were lit around the room, spreading a warm light across a large bed with light linens. Martin stepped closer to the window I was now standing outside, and I could see his naked body illuminated in the expanding candlelight. His cock was pointing straight ahead, at least 7 inches with a hefty girth. Martin felt the cool night air blowing in through the windows in the room, and stepped up to each to open them all the way. I stood frozen in the porch shadows, holding my breath. There wasn’t much room between the bed and the windows, just enough to get out of the bed. After opening the bedroom windows, Martin turned around just as James stepped into the room. James was naked, his own thick cock that I knew so intimately was standing fully erect at 7 ½ inches. His muscular body was also glazed in the warm candlelight. Martin felt desire rising in him again, examining James’ body as it moved across the room. James’ toned legs and torso were youthful and finely sculpted. He had noticed James right away on the beach. James had shared he was traveling with his boyfriend, but Martin was pleasantly surprised to find that didn’t seem to be a barrier to his plans. James had responded to his careful ministrations on both dance floors, and now he was here offering himself to Martin. Martin wrapped his arms around James’ waist, pulling him in. He tilted his head upward and kissed him, feeling James’ muscles tighten and then relax, almost melting in his embrace. James was taller than him, beautifully toned and athletically sculpted, masculine with a hot face, and much younger – a bit more than 20 years. Martin’s favorite combination. James was star struck – Martin recognized it – and knew what it offered him tonight. James was held captive by the intense sexual energy between them, his body quivering each time Martin tenderly traced his finger tips along the sides of his body. Martin reached back, warming James’ ass cheeks with the palms of his hands, and then slowly introduced a finger to begin probing again. James groaned quietly, his body weight leaning more heavily on Martin. “You’re the hottest guy in town this week,” he said quietly in the gently moving night air. James just looked at him. “I could say the same thing.” He added pressure against James’ soft hole, making the young man groan with pleasure, his eyes closing and head rolling back slightly as he pressed his body against Martin’s. He’s already surrendered, Martin thought to himself with a smile. His cock felt even harder now, relishing James’ slow submission and anticipating what he was going to do to this incredibly beautiful young man. “Let’s move to the bed,” he suggested, taking James’ hand and leading him to the silky linens. He unexpectedly spun James around and tossed him onto the bed. James slid across the silky sheets, grinning wildly at the sudden domination, his body somewhat awkwardly half-spinning on the slick surface, his legs in the air until he found his equilibrium again. Martin moved like a tiger, crawling onto the bed and over James’ naked body. He settled his weight on top of James, pushing him into the mattress, and kissed him again. James groaned in bliss. Martin was grinding his body against James, and James’ body was wrapping itself around Martin’s. Their bodies were silhouetted against the white linens, and they moved in the tight grip of desire. James felt the weight of Martin’s body pressed into him, the heat of his skin was tantalizing, and he desperately wanted more. James wasn’t touching his ass at the moment, and James was aware of how intensely it wanted to be touched. Martin sat up and rolled to James side. James stared at the magnificent body glowing in the candlelight. He couldn’t put words to it in his head, but Martin was the sexiest man he’d ever encountered – but even more than sexy. Martin rolled to the side of the bed, opening a draw in the nightstand, and pulling out some items. Then he picked up one of the glasses he’d set down when he first came into the room to light the candles. He took a sip, then another. He rolled back toward James, and tenderly caressed his face. “You are just beautiful,” he said softly. “Not as beautiful as you,” James responded. His eyes were locked in Martin’s. He’s mine, Martin thought. Martin’s hand slowly moved down the length of James’ torso, eliciting a soft moan. “I love your body. I loved watching you today. Every thing you did was so captivating.” He leaned in closer and kissed James again. “Before we go further, I just want to be sure you know I am positive.” James didn’t know what to say in that moment. His head was immersed in the intense sexual energy. His body felt completely supple and was craving more of Martin’s touch. “Okay,” was all he could muster to say in that moment. He knew he should say something more, but couldn’t. Martin rolled on top of him. James surrendered to the feeling of Martin’s amazing body against his own. Martin pinned his wrists above his head and began kissing his neck. James gasped, the thrill of being restrained made his heart pound faster, and he instinctively wrapped his powerful legs around Martin’s. James started to grind his rock hard cock against the older Brit’s. Martin immediately returned the grinding. James started to writhe beneath him. “Oh fuck!” James exclaimed, so loudly I could clearly hear him on the porch, and wondered about the neighbors. “That’s it,” Martin said tenderly. “That’s it, James. Give yourself to me. Just let go. Can you do that? Are you giving yourself to me?” James was panting heavily now. “Yes!” He breathed hard. “Take me! I want you to take my ass, Martin!”

The first time Gio fucked me I was waiting for him in a stall in a restroom of an office building, mounted on the hard, cold fiberglass of a toilet, wearing a jockstrap and a work shirt. He walked in, deposited his load, and left. I felt the thickness of his cock, but I never saw him. He had contacted me through Grindr, where his profile bluntly stated that he didn’t need a ‘Daddy.’ I figured this was a one-off for relief. But he hit me up again. He didn’t want the restroom; he wanted something more intimate. Eventually he fucked me at my house during lunch, and it was much more intimate than the quick fuck on the toilet. The third time was today, and I knew what he wanted. I was playing a role. He wanted a Daddy and a cunt - a Daddy to gently seduce, then a cunt to rape brutally. I knelt before him, gazing up at his full lips, his hard, youthful 20-something body, wrapping my hands around his hairy, thick thighs, and wrapping my lips around his nice cock. That didn’t last long. He pulled me up and kissed me. I’m not used to being kissed. Then he lay on the bed, me on top of him, still kissing. He rolled me over, lifted my legs, then licked each foot, sucking each toe. Gentle he was. His hands glided all over my body, his lips brushed down my legs, to my nips, to my lips, and back down. Then, just like last time, his demeanor changed. He grabbed my legs and flipped me violently onto my belly. A strong hand came down and pushed my head into the pillow. His thick cock penetrated me in one violent stroke, like a spear. I yelped. He covered my mouth, and started fucking. I knew what he wanted. He wanted resistance. I struggled under his weight, trying to pull away from that cock. He fucked more forcefully. Last time I didn’t struggle; he fucked for about 10 minutes. This time the struggling sent him over the edge; he came right away, pumping that young seed into my Hole.

Part 2 – His First Gift Martin kissed James tenderly, adding a soft, playful bite on his lower lip. The he slid his body up the length of James’ naked body, his cock tracing a line from groin to chin. Martin straddled James’ chest and pushed his cock into James’ eager mouth. James closed his eyes as Martin began to slowly fuck his face, his long cock sliding in until it hit the back of James’ throat, and again so the head brushed against his lips. Martin let out a happy groan, his cock feeling slick and warm inside James. “Oh my gawd, that feels so good,” he whispered. He plunged his dick back into James’ warm mouth. I watched as James, his sculpted body stretched out on the bed, stroked his big dick furiously as Martin fucked his mouth. I could hear the deep slurping sound as James worked Martin’s thick dick with his mouth, and Martin’s quiet appreciative moans. Martin shifted his weight backward, pulling his cock out of James’ eager mouth, and straddled him from the side. I could see both their hardons in full glory, caressed by the warm candlelight. He leaned in and kissed James again. “You are so beautiful,” he said, running his hand down James’ torso and seizing his cock. James gasped in pleasure, his body lifting off the silky sheets. Martin slid into a 69 and began devouring James’ cock while pushing his own back into James’ hungry mouth. The two writhed as they worked each other’s cocks, quiet slurping and guttural groans of pleasure overwhelming the rustle of the sheets beneath them. It was a beautiful site to see, and I stroked my own cock watching my boyfriend’s sexual pleasure. I’d shared James with other men in 3-ways, but witnessing this unload as an observer held its own unique magic. I wondered if they would finish each other off like this — they’re balls had to be boiling — they were so passionate in their connection. As if he read my mind, Martin lifted himself from James’ cock, straddled his chest with his ass hovering over James’ face. Was he a bottom? That both surprised and disappointed me a bit. But he quickly grabbed behind James’ knees and rolled him backward, bringing James’ ass to his own mouth. James gasped, his upper back pinned to the bed by Martin’s body resting on his chest, his muscular legs flailed in the air. Jolts of intense pleasure ripped through his body, and he lost control as Martin’s expert tongue worked inside his hole. James was moaning uncontrollably, his hands instinctively moving across Martin’s ass and back. He couldn’t find words, but just made animalistic sounds of ecstasy. Martin didn’t relent, working his tongue deeper into the soft flesh of James’ pink hole. He used his elbows to lock James’ knees behind him, restraining his movements. He relished the musky man smells of james’ body, which only fueled his desire to tame this sexual beast and make him submit to him. I’m going to mark this boy tonight, he thought to himself. Martin broke their position, letting James’ legs fall back to the bed sheets with a soft whomp. He reached to the nightstand, picking up several items, and shuffled / slid down the bed. He set a small bottle of poppers on James’ chest, resting between his muscular pecs. I felt a thrill go through my own body as Martin took position between James legs, spreading them wider. He was finally going to claim his prize for the night. I leaned closer to the window. The candlelight softly illuminated their naked bodies, and I could see both of their cocks distinctly standing erect. There was pure lust in the air as Martin applied lube to both their dicks, James groaning and writhing again as Martin worked his generous cock with both hands for a moment. One hand moved to James’ hole and began lubing it. James gasped again and arched his back as more jolts wracked his body. “I don’t have to ask if you’re ready, James,” Martin said tenderly. “I’m going to take you now. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want the gift I have for you, don’t you?” James looked down the length of his body, his eyes half-open, half-closed, but filled with desire. He had things he thought he should say. He vaguely remembered Martin was poz, and knew there was something he should ask him to do. But those words were lost in the lust. “Please,” was all he could say. “Please.” Martin rolled James’ legs knees back to his chest, fluidly sliding forward as he did so, allowing his cock to find its way to the tender hole anxiously awaiting. He had worked James fully into submission, and had his body craving what was about to come next. James didn’t need the poppers, but locked eyes with Martin as the older of the two pressed the head of. His cock against James’ hole. James felt his sphincter greedily expand, ushering Martin’s swollen hardness inside. The pressure penetrated. Him deeply, and a passionate moan escaped his lips as he closed his eyes. And was consumed by Martin. The older man let out his own groan as the velvety warmth of the young man’s ass wrapped itself around his cock. He rolled forward, bending James in half, and kissed him passionately. While they exchanged loving kisses, Martin’s hips began to slowly churn. The subtle movements wrought soft moans that wove into their kissing. The sight of my boyfriend’s naked body entangled with Martin’s made my cock ache for release. Martin was deep inside my man, bareback. James powerful body had submitted itself to the man, which made me tingle all over. Martin rose up on his knees and began thrusting with intention. Some of the tenderness morphed into powerful thrusts. He looked down at James, taking in the magnificent image before him. This young man, more than 20 years younger, was stretched out, his legs on either side of Martin’s torso, giving him his ass. “Fuck me,” James pleaded. Martin grabbed James’s thighs and began fucking him harder, driving his dick deep inside the velvety fire he felt engulfing his cock. “My gawd your ass is amazing!” There passion became a power fuck, both men lost in the lust they shared. The hard slapping of bare skin against skin filled the air. James moaned with unbridled ecstasy, completely consumed with desire for Martin. “Fuck me! Pound my ass!” His voice had became. Stronger and more demanding, fueled by the energy they were sharing. “Fuck yeah!” Martin grunted. He was pounding the boy’s ass hard. An even darker desire that had been brewing inside him rushed to the surface. Tenderness melted into a malicious grin. “You’re mine, boy. Body and soul. I’m gonna breed you with my gift.” James felt a mysterious thrill in that moment. He seldom got bred by anyone, preferring to have a load shot across his chest or face. He loved the hot spatter of cum across his body and in his mouth. But in this instant he had a primal need to feel that hot cum inside him. He knew he shouldn’t want it. He knew it was dangerous. But looking at Martin looming over him, his hands grasping his calves and his abs flexing as he thrust inside him, he craved it. He wanted a part of Martin that he could keep with him forever. Martin could see the conflict in James’ handsome face, the battle between desire and fear contorted into a look of desperation. He relished that look, this moment. He’d seen it in other young faces in this bed, and it was the moment he always remembered. His intelligence, muscled body, and success — the very things that made James and the others attractive to him — were useless to James in this moment. He conceded them all to Martin’s control. This was the moment James could not decide for himself, and submitted to Martin’s choices for him. The dark desire totally filled Martin. “You’re mine!! You’re ass is mine now!” “Breed my ass!” James exclaimed, consumed by intense craving and lust for this man. His own face took on a malicious grin. “Fucking fill my ass with your cum.” James began jacking his own cock furiously. Martin pounded into his hole with a fury, making my boyfriend wince and whimper. Even as he was about to release. Martin grunted again and again, finally feeling the boiling desire inside him begin to pump itself into the sculpted young man under his control. James felt the throbbing of Martin’s engorged cock as it released, his soul trembling as the thick juices spattered inside him, bonding them. James erupted even as he was filled with Martin’s seed. Both men grunted and moaned, finally collapsing into an entangled, sweaty heap. Martin’s load was inside my boyfriend, while James was covered in his own thick cum. Together they convulsed in ecstatic aftershocks and heavy breathing. There was no pressure to move, and they were savoring their entanglement and new bond. I watched for a few minutes more, my own load spewed against the side of the house as I watched Martin breed my boyfriend’s raw ass. Now the pair was breathing together, coming down from the climax of their encounter. Martin seemed to still be inside James, and the two exchanges soft kisses. Their conversation was quiet, punctuated with quick bursts of laughter. Martin was discussing some friends who were arriving this week, and James shared our plans with him. Martin playfully suggested how hot it would have been to share this encounter in the dunes earlier in the day; James laughed, adding that their dune fuck video could go viral before Friday. Martin slipped his drained cock out of James. James sighed, “At least you left something behind inside me.” Martin grinned in the pale light. “I left you a special gift,” then kissed his new toy. I picked up my sneakers and quietly padded away, trying to move unseen in the late night. I had a feeling this was not going to be their only encounter this week.

I'm a tranny whore looking to live out a specific fanatasy. I want to be collared and leashed and taken downtown off dundas where all the dealers and crackheads are at night. I'll supply my own favs. Once we get there you offer me up to anyone that wants to use me. No limits anyone you want is welcome

Met this guy who happens to live only a couple of miles from my house. Drove over and he met me at the front door. Pleasant guy. He is about 6'1" and I'm 5'8". We went to his bedroom and began making out. Soon we were naked and I grabbed his cock which kept growing. We hopped on his bed and made out. I slid on top of him and slid his bare cock inside me. After loosening up a bit we moved to the edge of the bed where he entered me from behind. Holding my hips he fucked me hard and told me he was cumming inside me as I begged for it. Hot as fuck. He unloaded his week load inside me. After puulling out his spunk dribbled down my leg as I felt my ass squishy. He jerked me off until I shot all over.

I know what we should all have answered, but there have been too many occasions where the urge has overcome caution. So I have still met with a fuckbuddy more than a few times and I've hit cruising spots a couple of times with mixed results. Whilst I haven't been seeking group scenes for the last year I will confess to venturing out more often since I've had the vaccine.

This cumdump doesn't let lockdown interefere with his need to collect cum (I fucked this guy at an orgy in January this year).

There is a park near me in Detroit that is popular for cruising. Parked where there were several cars and walked in using other into woods. First guy I saw was running his cock and he knew I was a pussy bottom. I walked over and stroked his cock and he pushed me down to suck his cock. He immediately started playing with my hole so I pushed my shorts down. He turned me around and started fucking me against a tree and then he said hold on somebody’s coming. So we both kind of stood up. So my back is to the second guy and I am looking at the first guy who is nodding and motioning him to come over. And then he tells me I guess you’re getting it in both of your holes. Before he came over the first guy told me get back to sucking his cock and pull my pants down. Then he waved the second guy over. I suck the first guys cock as the second guy walked up and shoved his cock in me. They took turns flipping me back and forth until they both dumped their loads in me. So I pulled my pants up and turn to walk away and this black guy had been watching. He was sitting there just stroking his cock And without saying anything basically said I am next. So I walked over to him and slid my pants down as I stroke his cock. So I sucked his cock just for a minute while he played with my wet cunt then he said it’s time to get in that pussy boy. So I turned around and he had a big cock but it went in pretty easily in my drooling pussy. He ended up dumping his load in me and immediately walked away. I went back to my car with cum running down my leg shorts nice and wet with their cum. Will be back there tomorrow to take loads.

As with every other part, this is a work of fiction and should not be taken as truth or re-enacted. Part 4: The Dairy Farm Shawn was looking at himself in the mirror, putting on the same tight black suit that he wore for D-Day. It had been three months since that fateful night. The amount of stress Shawn was put under that night forced him to rest for two days, but not long after he started hitting up the bathhouses and cruising spots again. The third night he spent in a bathhouse sling he was reunited with with the man who kissed him on D-Day, the man he had dreamed about the whole two days he was resting. "Hello again, fag!" The man yelled at him. "Fuck me. Recharge me!" Shawn yelled back. "Woah woah woah boy, you don't get to tell me what to do! Am I right gentleman?" All the men watching him began to spit on and slap Shawn, booing him and refusing to give him their loads. Shawn was in shock. Could these men really just not make him a cum dump? "You need to learn a lesson, boy. Everyone, get out, he doesn't deserve anything. And you, call me Sir." "Yes, Sir!" Shawn said. Once everyone was out of the room, Sir looked down at Shawn. He spat in his face. "You pathetic slut, look at your face." He held up a mirror to Shawn's face, revealing the massive cold sores he had on the edges of his lips. "Why should you get any loads?" "Because I want them. I'm young and hot. I will satisfy all of the superior men." Sir spat in his face again. "Do you know who I am?" Shawn shook his head. "My name is Joshua. I'm your manager's, John's, uncle. I own you." Shawn's cock got hard. "I've been instructed to get you under control. We start with that," he said as he pointed at Shawn's big cock. Before he new it, Sir was locking his cock up in the smallest chastity he had ever seen. Then, a collar was pit around his neck and Sir pulled out a remote. Shawn began to violently shake his head when all of a sudden an extremely large shock went through his body. "You will now obey my every command. Anytime you make a misstep, you get shocked. You are coming home with me and you will undergo months of training. On D-Day, you should have received every other STD, at the end of the next three months, if you test positive for all of them, you will be rewarded. Let's go." With that, the Sir put his arm around Shawn's waist and walked out with him. The men admired one wasted, lesion-covered, scrawny body next to a young, tight, and healthy body. Shawn then entered the hardest three months of his life. He was required to participate in intense crossfit exercises everyday, cook, clean, take discipline, and repeat multiple mantras. At the end of the three months, Sir took Shawn into the doctor's office for testing. His viral load had grown, T-cell count went down, and he tested positive for syphilis, gonorrhea, herpes, HPV, and chlamydia. Sir congratulated him and made Shawn leave before treatment was offered. "Your training was successful, tell me, what is most important for you?" "To only take toxic diseased cock. No more clean guys. No more neg guys." "Good boy. I have a reward for you. At home you will find your new uniform, the all black suit you wore for D-Day. John has purchased multiple of them for you as you will be wearing black everyday, black fo death. Be ready by six and then I will bring you to the dairy farm." Shawn was ecstatic. He ran upstairs the second he got home, which was now the abandoned house that he was converted in. Shawn put on his tight black suit and admired how far he had come. He was constantly thinking of what happened at the dairy farm. Was he going to drink the cum of poz fags who were hooked up to milking machines? Be hooked up to one himself? Before he could think of anything else, a knock came on his door. It was Sir, his cock strained in his cage, and he left. Sir drove Shawn up to a large barn and led him up to the door. "Repeat what is best for you." "Taking toxic dirty cocks only." Shawn said. "That includes hot cocks right?" "Yes, Sir. Only ugly toxic men can fuck me now." "Good. Welcome to the dairy farm, I assume you will have fun." Joshua opened the barn door for Shawn, revealing cows on the sides of the barn, and a hoard of at least 80-100 men, who looked to be in the end stage of AIDS like Joshua, in the middle. There were no milking machines and no bags full of cum. Shawn knew what he had to do. Once the barn door closed, all you could hear was the click of Shawn's boots on the ground. It was hot, very hot, Shawn was going to sweat just as he could smell on all these men. The more he looked, the older and less well kept their bodies looked. Then Shawn saw it... All of these men were uncut. Once he got to the center, he got down on his knees and the crowd closed in on him. Shawn was spat on and beat with the mustiest cocks he had ever smelled. Fuck, he wanted this so bad. Finally, he stuck out his tongue and he began to suck lick some of the cocks. All he could taste was...dick cheese! Fuck! The dairy farm! All of these men had smegma and it made Shawn so horny. He gave a big bright smile and then began to suck. He loved everything he was tasting and smelling. This is what he was born to do. Men started cumming down his throat, on his suit, and eventually they began to breed him. Shawn knew better than to say anything. By the end of his breeding, he was so exhausted that he was laying on the dirty ground, staring at the ceiling. "I think he's ready," a random man said. All of the nasty guys who had just used him up began to laugh. Shawn smiled. "Stick out your tongue, boy." Shawn did as he was told when all of a sudden the slop that farmers use to feed pigs was being thrown on him in buckets. "Rub it in!" "Taste it faggot!" Shawn did everything he was told. Fuck, why was this so hot. The men began to laugh at him as he played around in the slop. Shawn had reached a new level of being a pig boy and he knew all he wanted was to come back to the dairy farm. And hour after the men had left him laying on the ground covered in slop, men in hazmat suits once again entered and collected Shawn. To be continued....

Hey everyone sorry for the long time in-between chapters but it has been crazy but here it is part 2. Keep in mind this is to help give some more to the story it will help build up the action for latter so enjoy. I logged off from the chat and when I did I got a text on my phone and it was a message from him saying he is excited to meet me and give me the best pride event i will ever remember. I messaged him back saying how excited i was and i didn't think i would get much sleep that night with how excited i was. He asked me if instead of picking me up the day before pride if i wanted him to come over tonight and stay with him for the next three days and just head over there. I couldn't contain my excitement and texted him three times yes. He sent back an lol and said ok i'm on my way and will let you know when i am there. For the next hour or so i was so energetic going around and packing a bag to take with me. Just as i finished packing i got a text saying he was there and i went to buz him into my apartment. When i heard a knock on my door I nearly ripped it off of the hinges to let this mysterious man in. What I didn't expect was it to be someone i knew but was in utter shock to see that it was my bestfriend growing up standing in front of me. Ethan? I asked with a look of pure shock on my face. He took one look at me and his jaw dropped and he said Tom is that you? We grabbed each other in the biggest bear hug and i shoved my lounge down his throat. We came appart and caught our breath and I invited Ethan in for a moment so we could wrap our heads around this for a moment. Ethan and I had grown up together we both lived next door and we were the same age so we were preictally brothers in every way. we had always spent time at each others house and it became routine that we stayed each other night at each others house. Our parents were so happy that we both had each other as friends because both of our parents worked allot and weren't always able to spend enough time with us. We did everything together so of course we shared our sexual thoughts about everything and we knew we were both gay so it made everything better. So talks led to the usual jerking and kissing then sucking and then of course fucking. This started in 6th grade and kept going on until one night when we were both juniors and Ethan's mom had walked in on Ethan and I while Ethan's dick was buried in my ass and me panting and moaning. She freaked out and told me to get out of her house and i was never to see her son again. I grabbed my clothes and ran through the back door to my house and went to my room and cried my eyes out. My mom and dad came home to me crying and went to my room to see if i was ok. I hugged them both and said in-between sobs what had happened. My parents sat there while i sobbed and didn't say anything to me until i calmed down. My dad spoke first saying they had a feeling something like this was happening between Ethan and I and they had no issues woth me being gay or that Ethan and I were lovers. My mom spoke next and said she was happy I had found someone to share my life with and was sad for me that Ethan's mom was being like that and she told me they would go over to their house and see if they could smooth this over with Ethan's parents and we could still be together. They left my room and went over to Ethan's house and was greeted at the door by Ethan's father who was not as upset as his mother but just a bit shocked to hear about what had happened. They walked in the house and asked to speak with the both of them and see if they can find some ground about the situation. Ethan's mother was still livid about everything screaming that she didn't raise her son to be gay and that she never wanted their son to be over at their house ever again and told my parents that they were moving away now because they didn't want to be around a family who sees it to be ok with me being gay and turning Ethan gay as well. My parents tried to explain that that's not how it works but she wouldn't listen and told them to leave. When they came back they told me everything and i started to sob more and they tried to hold me and tell me things were going to be ok and they stayed there until i cried myself to sleep. The next morning i woke up to allot of noise outside and i saw a moving truck and workers loading up furniture and boxes into it. I started to cry again and tried to see if I could find Ethan and at least say goodbye to him. When I walked outside I saw Ethan's father observing the movers and he looked over at me and gave me a sad smile and said he is so sorry this had happened this way and if i wanted to say goodbye to Ethan to go to their treehouse in the back yard before his mother came home from the store. I went into their back yard and saw the treehouse that Ethan's dad made for us back when we were boys and i could see Ethan up there crying and it broke my heart. I climbed up the steps and went inside and went to embrace him. we both sat their crying trying to comfort each other. It felt like ages that we were hugging but saw it was a few mins and we heard his mom's car pull up. We kissed each other and exchanged our love for each other and promised each other that this was not to be our last time seeing each other that some day somehow we would be together again and nothing would tear us apart after that. I saw them all leave with the moving truck and I spent the night crying up in our old treehouse all night. When I woke up the next morning I saw a note in our secret cubie and i sat to read it and it made me so sad and loved. Tom We have lived like we were both brothers and we never thought anything or anyone would come between us and i am so sorry this has happened to the both of us. You have always been there for me and I for you and our friendship grew into true love for each other and I want you to know you will always be my love and I will always cherish what we had and I hope one day fate will bring us both back together and we will once again always be there for each other. Love always Ethan I cried again and read his letter over three more times and making the same promise to find each other again somehow.

Kenny’s Dad guided Kenny around a little more. At different places either Kenny or his Dad usually got an ass pat or a cock and balls squeeze. Many other private rooms were a jar with guys in assorted actions. Both of their cocks were hard and lightly throbbing, with precum drooling out. The little blue meds from the pancakes was still working on their system, not to mention the special ingredient in the lube in Kenny’s ass. “Dad, my ass is really getting that itch inside. I need your cock to scratch it again.” “I know just the place to take you buddy.” So Kenny was guided to a room with several slings in it. It smelled of cum, sweat and a little of urine. There were three slings still open. Kenny saw all the guys in the room and lightly moaned. “Dad, shit, look at those guys over there, one is fucking the guy in that swing thing, and another has his dick in mouth at the same time. The swing thing kinda looks fun.” “He’s being spit roasted is the term. That swing thing, its a sling. You want to try one out Son?” Kenny and his Dad went over to one of two slings that were empty. One was a well used sling, with the leather being soft and worn, all the edges were blunted with good use. The leg loops had good soft wool on them as well. “Hope up there Buddy. That’s it. Now lay down, and sort of slide up. There you go. Now put left foot through that loop, and rest your ankle loop. Do it that same with the other ankle. Slide back down a little so your ass is right on the edge. How’s that feel Son? You sure look hot with your ass all spread open, that nice fuzzy patch around your hole. Reach up, and put your hands through the loops above you. Fuck, look at you all spread open. Look at those hairy pits.” “Dad, this is making me more horny, being all opened like this. I can feel the air moving over my hole, its making that itch inside become stronger.” Kenny’s Dad kneeled down to Son’s open ass, and started tonguing his fuzzy hole. Kenny’s hold started winking open more, and his Dad’s tongue slide inside Kenny. His Dad’s tongue going as deep as it could, and being fucked in and out of Kenny. “Fuck, that’s hot to watch guys. Seeing a Daddy eat out is real live Son.” The guy from the locker room was there standing beside Kenny, with his huge cock throbbing. He bent down and took Kenny’s left nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the nipple following the hair all around the areola, then teasing the nip with his teeth and tongue. Kenny was moaning out loud between having his sensitive nipple being played with, and his ass having a tongue going in and out of it. “Oh fuck, Dad, please I need your cock in me, now. Pleeeease.” His Dad stood up and grabbed the guys big cock, and looked at Kenny, “Buddy, I have another cock in my hand that you may really like. I think it will really go deep and scratch that itch if you want.” “Fuck yes Dad, please I need that itch scratched. Please put it in deep.” “Come on friend, lets get your big cock in my Son’s ass.” Kenny’s Dad pulled the guy by his cock over to Kenny’s ass. He started lubing up the guy’s cock with treated lube. His cock was a good two inches longer than his own, about the same girth. This cock should be able to get into Kenny’s deeper second hole for sure. “Here let me guide you into my Son’s hole, just as a good Dad should do.” He said as he placed the head of the guys cock against Kenny’s hole, lightly pulling him to Kenny pushing the head in a little. “There you go, slide on into my Son, that’s the way, all the way in nice and slow.” Both Kenny and the guy were moaning so loudly, that a few of the other guys looked over that way. “That’s it Son, feel that guys cock going in you, deeper and deeper.” “Oh fuck, oh fuck. He’s bumped my nut and going further. Oh shit, it almost feels like he’s going to come out through my dick.” All of sudden Kenny started shaking a little and moaning real loud, and precum was pouring out of his foreskin covered dick. The guy’s cock head must be bumping into Kenny’s second hole. “Oh fuck Dad, his cock feels like its going in me again. Oh shit, fuck me. Push it all the way in.” Kenny was really moaning the loud. So loud that some other guys were starting to circle around to watch Kenny get fucked. “That’s it Buddy, let him in son. He’s at your second hole, relax and let him in. You’ll love it, that’ll get that itch scratched.” All of sudden the guy bottomed out into Kenny, and he was pushed up completely against Kenny’s fuzzy ass. “Fuck boys, he’s tight. His ass is starting to go into over drive in squeezing and sucking my cock. That second hole is nice and tight.” The guy started slowly long dicking Kenny, being sure on every inward push to go right on through the second ring. Kenny kept moving his head from side to side moaning every time the guys cock went in the second hole, and more precum was pouring out. Kenny’s abs were real wet from this. One of the guys in the circle bent over and was licking up Kenny’s precum. Kenny’s Dad stepped behind the guy, rubbing his cocking in his ass valley, feeling his head run up and down the guys sweaty hole. “Push it in Daddy-o. Fuck me while I fuck your Son.” That was all he needed to hear, and slide his cock deep into the guy. Now as the guy was fucking into Kenny, he was sliding into the guy. “Fuck my Son, give him your load. He needs your load in him. I’m going to fuck your load out of you.” As Kenny’s Dad said this, he shoved his cock head against the guys nut, rubbing his nut with quick thrusts of his cock. “Oh fuck, your going to make shoot quick. Oh fuck, you’re making my cock twitch in your boy.” “That’s it. Let it go, give my Son your load. Shoot it deep in him. Shove your cock all the way in.” “Oh Dad, his cock is getting hotter and bigger. Oh fuck Dad, I love it. Oh fuck, he’s so deep in me.” “Shit, I’m about to cum. I’m going to give you my load kid. Ready or not, I’m going to flood your insides.” The shoved himself completely against Kenny’s ass, driving his cock as deeply through Kenny’s second hold as possible. He was doing rabbit thrusts, rubbing his dickhead ridge quickly against Kenny’s second ring. Kenny’s Dad felt the guys ass twitching inside and knew he was about to blast into Kenny. Kenny’s Dad started hard thrusting into the guy, forcing the guys cum to shoot. “Shoot it into my Son, fill him up. Shoot your cum deep.” That was all it took, and the guy on the last inward thrust, started shooting deep into Kenny’s being, his dickhead buried past the second ring. Kenny’s Dad’s thrusting into him driving more and more cum out of him. Kenny was in the throes of what could only be described as a mental orgasm, precum was pouring out of his foreskin, but he wasn’t cumming. Sweat was covering his body, and he was shaking all over. Feeling the heat of the guys cum so deep inside of his body. The guy leaned down over Kenny, his cock still buried deed in Kenny, with Kenny’s Dad also leaned over, his dick still very hard and inside the guy.

I didn't think much at the time when I signed the roster that my room assignment would be with Joe. After, the whole purpose of the ski trip was to ski and meet new people. Not to mention the college ski trip gets a discount rate. The weekend trip was the usual departure on Friday. After a couple hours traveling, people gathered their gear and were assigned to a room. I gathered my belongings and dropped my stuff off at the room. The rooms usually are assigned four guys to a room. Each room has bunk beds with each person having a locker cabinet. I took my stuff to the room, changed and sneaked in a late afternoon of skiing the slopes. I came back when the park closed and went straight to my room to change. I noticed that there was a pile of stuff on the bunk bed below me. The other beds and locker cabinets appeared to still be vacant. I headed to the dinning room to have dinner. We could sit with your friends, up to six at a table. Conversation was free and comfortable. After all, we all had at least one common interest: we loved to ski. I sat with a group of two other guys and boy friend/girl friend. Small talk was had as we ate dinner. Not all went skiing in the afternoon. After dinner, while some lingered at the bar near the fireplace talking and playing board games, I went back to my room to take a shower. When I came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around my waist, I saw my roommate. He was above average in height with slightly curly dark blond hair. A chiseled face and unshaven look to him that made him look pretty hot. He was laying in his bed on his side and reading a small paper back book. "Hey buddy, I'm Joe. I hope you don't mind that I took the bottom bunk."I couldn't help but look at his awesome chest and his arms that supported his head. "Good to meet you Joe, I'm Marc" I proceeded to the bed above him to retrieve my shirt. "So, man, did you get some skiing in this afternoon?" he asked. "Yeah. Pretty good conditions at that." I looked out the window and the snow was coming down. Joe laid his book down and was looking at me as I changed my towel from around my waist and threw some sweat pants on. The slopes looked beautiful, and I asked "Hey Joe, did you get any skiing in this afternoon?" As I climbed up to the bunk bed above him. "Yeah, I was able to get in a few runs. I'm looking forward to tomorrow. I hear the conditions will be great." I kept the conversation going. "It appears we are the only ones assigned to the room." I was looking at the reflection of the mirror from the opened locker cabinet and was stunned to see Joe was massaging his cock through his tight long johns. "Yeah buddy, I think not as many came on this trip and I think we lucked out. It's less crowed, that's for sure." It was at that moment I noticed a sore spot on my shin and when I rubbed it I must have let out a slight noise. "What's the matter buddy?" came a voice below me. "Ah, nothing, I'm just a little sore near my shin. I feel a bump on my right leg." There was a pause. "Yeah, buddy, I've got a bump too and it aches! You ought to feel this thing." Now I wasn't born yesterday. I knew exactly what he was referring to, but was happy to play the game. I clamored down the bunk bed and leaned forward to look into Joe's bunk bed. He was laying there with the head lamp on as he rubbed his crotch. He had a huge hard-on under his long johns. He reached out and pulled me in by the arm. I promptly fell on top of him. He started kissing me and massaging my back and shoulders. He worked his tongue into my mouth as we struggled to maneuver on the small bed. I felt his cock rubbing against mine as he continued to work his hands down my back, eventually grabbing my ass cheek and manfully massaging them. "Hey buddy," he lightly said to me. "How 'bout you lock that door there and come back in here with me." With one swift motion, I complied, and slid under the covers with him. The lamp was positioned to the wall. We continued our passionate groping and kissing. I was thinking this was too good to be true. I reached into his pants to feel that mancock of his. It was oozing with pre cum and expanded in size as I wrapped my hand around it and pushing his pants back with my wrist. His cock and balls were perfect: massive, uncut, turgid, and hairy. At the same time I felt my sweat pants being pushed back to expose my ass. He was man handling my ass and rubbing his finger into my nice clean ass crack. Soon enough we were stark naked and illuminated by the side lamp. We were grinding our groins together, our stiff cocks rubbing against each other in passionate love making. Joe had his full weight on top of me as we kissed. My eyes opened as he stopped kissing me and had me pinned by the shoulders. His cock was rubbing at my ass hole and begging to come inside me. He was giving me that sad puppy look. Then I noticed his left chest had a tattoo on it...of a biohazard symbol. It was about 1-1/2 diameter. I placed my finger on it and rubbed it. He didn't seem bothered by it and held his chest out further for me to touch it. "Hey, bud. You know what that means?" I smirked and said "Yeah, it means your poz." He cracked a smile and looked into my eyes. "I think your damn hot! How about it man? Let me inside you." How could I resist? I didn't say a thing and just reached for that beautiful cock of his and placed his cock head into my butt hole. He just held it there and I could feel it creep deeper and deeper into my fuck hole. He was so gentle and the natural pre cum lubed my ass hole as he slid in deeper and deeper. He reached a point where he was fully inside me and kept it there. His cock was searing hot in my ass and I was loving every inch of it. He leaned forward and we began to kiss some more. I was in dreamy heaven as we were tonguing and french kissing each other. Without warning he worked on my neck and bingo, he was naturally nibbling on my ear lobe. Oh! that just turned me on. I was moaning like a bitch in heat. He was one smooth fucker too! He started to move his hips in and out thereby sliding his cock slowly in and out of my ass. He whispered into my ear, "Hey buddy, you poz?" I replied "no." "You want me to stop?" "Hell, no." He was working his magic dick in and out of me with ease. I could feel his cock getting larger and thicker. My ass was tight and it must have been a real turn on for him. I was clamping down on his cock to make sure it wouldn't slip out. "Hey buddy...I want to seed your ass man. I want to bred you and make you mine." "Oh yeah, please don't stop." How could something that feels so wonderful be wrong? In my mind, I couldn't imagine someone stopping at this point. For both our sakes I egged him on. He was working me good too. His tempo increased. And without warning his throbbing cock became enlarged as he went into a trance. He was shooting his cum load deep inside me. I could feel something warm and flowing inside me. Right away my thoughts went to was happening. I was thinking at that moment he was infecting me. Time seemed to stop as my ass was being flooded with his toxic venom. I was seeing stars and I thought I heard a chores of song. He was injecting me with his poz seed. The first couple thrusts his cock was exploding inside me. I laid there in awe as he was threw his head back and grasped for air. He was pushing harder into me as he ejaculated inside me. It was an experience I could never forget! My hand reached down to his balls and I could feel some leaking cum around the gap of my hole and his cock. I had enough on my fingers that I was able to start jacking my cock with his tainted poz cum. It didn't take long before I shot onto my chest a large puddle of cum. The whole time he was still rock hard and inside me. He collapsed on top of me and his beautiful head of hair fell onto my face. It smelled and felt great. He instantly fell asleep nuzzle against me. I lay there as he dozed and thought about what we had just done, but soon enough I also fell asleep. There was no reason to worry - that would come later.

I was NEG when my best buddy Jim and I started hanging out. Jim is POZ, and I get so aroused when he tells me about all the NEG’s he’s bred—still do. At first I didn’t know whether to believe him. But let me tell you—everything Jim says is true. We took off for Toronto for the weekend and shared a room. Friday night we went out cruising and found this pretty boy alone and doing absolutely nothing. It was obvious the youth was horny. I wanted to see Jim in action, so we made our move. Greg was 19 and had just moved to Toronto from a small town to go to school. He was so scared of AIDS that he’d never done ANYTHING with another guy. So he didn’t even know for sure that he was GAY. You should have seen Jim’s eyes light up when Greg said that, and my cock throbbed. We enticed him back to our room “just to talk.” We had a couple beers as Jim and I reminisced about our sexual escapades, both real and imagined; and Greg’s eyes widened. Of course we never mentioned POZ nor NEG. I had my latest test results in my wallet and showed Greg what they were like. I ad-libbed that we were Lovers and both NEG. With such convincing evidence in-hand, the youth believed me. We talked Greg into having sex, just to see if he were Gay or not. We undressed him and positioned him on the bed. I sucked his dick, while Jim worked his tits and kissed him. When we got his hormones raging, Jim suggested he oughta try something a little more exotic—like getting fucked. Greg agreed to try it once, to see if he were Top or Bottom. “For safety’s sake,” Jim made a show of putting on a condom, sans any lube, and went to work on him. Of course, with a dry rubber, the lad was too tight; and, in disgust, Jim yanked it off, and lubed his naked pole. Even so, the kid let out some yelps before Jim fully penetrated him. I applauded both of them when Jim seeded him—and congratulated Greg on graduating to the Big Time, the Big Time being the World of POZ, though I didn’t use those words. We had a couple more beers and Greg asked if he could come back the next night. We weren’t expecting him, when he called up from the Lobby. We did a repeat number, and Jim and I both plowed him. Greg was really getting into it and asked for one more fuck. Sunday afternoon and evening Jim screwed Greg twice more—for 4 CHARGED loads. I added my own NEG seed, after that, mainly to work Jim’s POZ jizz into his hole. But we were leaving in the morning, and decided to play the final act remotely. We called Greg a week later, both of us on the line. He was happy as a lark and thanked us profusely for helping him “come out”. He said he’d done a bit of cruising, but always planned on playing safe. "Greg,” Jim said, as scripted, “I’ve got a bit of news. My test results came back today. I’m POSITIVE." There was silence on the line. "You’re kidding me; aren’t cha, guys?." "No, Greg, I'm not. I’m serious." The kid sobbed, “Shit, guys! I was afraid of this! I'm gonna die! How’m I gonna tell my family?" He carried on like that for several minutes; and, on our end, we bust our guts and had to cover up our phones. I said, “Calm down,” that getting POZZED was no big deal; that maybe I’d been POZZED, myself. I didn’t know. Helpful Dan chimed in that now Greg could fuck and whore around with impunity. We phoned again two weeks later to ask how he was doing. Greg said he’d been deathly sick with fever and the flu. The BREEDING concept is so fabulous! Last Sunday I got drunk and fell asleep naked on the bed. My buddy, Jim, who’d also had too much, climbed in beside me. He couldn’t help himself.

Maybe I am just a little too real, but I would think very few real bottoms ever get stealthed. The need for raw cock and men's seed is indelibly planted in the back of their mind, and while we all spent some time resisting raw sex, we eventually succumb as that is what permeates every fibre in our body, the need for a man's cock and the need to have him plant his seed in us. Long before I became a cumslut, I knew I was. My ex also knew I was and he recalled how easy it was after three weeks of fucking me to get his cock into me bare - he new I wanted it raw and so did I. So him leading me down the path to conversion was really easy and long before he organised my conversion party he would subtly suggest how he would like to watch his mates bang me, how he would love to have threesomes with me, how the thought of sharing my arse with a group of tops turned him on etc. He knew my love of his raw cock and raw seed being pumped into me every day had me addicted and he knew I would do anything to make him happy. That is what bottoms do. Our first group sex excursion was with two neg tops who mainly took turns tagging my while my ex watched and took photos. I took two loads of each of them in different positions and when they left my ex took over, felching me before ploughing the arse off me twice on the silk trail. I was in heaven six loads from three beautiful cocks and never slept so well in my life with him spooning me while I lay there full of seed and knowing I had given every part of me to the three tops. I knew that night that I was history. I knew that any time a man wanted to put his load in me I would be powerless to stop it. Not long after that first encounter my ex tested poz. The initial shock for me was pretty bad as we had only been together a couple of months. After an awkward hour or so, he left the room and went into the bedroom, and then he called me. I walked in and he was naked, his lovely lean hairless body and long blond hair covering the bed and between his legs his magnificent 8" thick cut boner so hard his nob was almost purple. "You still going to wrap your arse around this baby?" I never said a word I just stepped out of my shorts, threw my singlet on the floor and mounted his pole. He knew I would, I knew I would so there was no pretence. The thought of him converting me made him horny as it was the first of three loads he pumped into me that night and each time he came I felt totally at ease with the fact that he was pumping hot seed into me. Once he knew I would take loaded seed our sex life became uncomplicated. He would always organise the tops to come and fuck me, just as he would organise my gangbangs if he took me to a backroom neither of us ever asked a top I just did as I was told and took the load neg or poz. We just assumed some would be neg some would be poz and from the time my ex converted we made a choice to ban condoms from our sex lives and that meant every cock I took had to be raw. Again I was powerless to rile against the situation as I loved being fucked six or seven times in a session and I loved the feel of different cocks, all shapes and sizes and loved the fact that I gave tops pleasure - my reward was their wadd. After three months and a good number of cocks had been through me apart from my ex's I still tested negative. That is when we talked and decided on the conversion party - five tops and my ex taking me as often as they could and wanted on a Saturday night/Sunday morning excursion at our place. He advertised and spoke to a few of our regulars to ascertain if they were poz and we deliberately picked the five co tops for good reasons - they were hung so they could bury their seed deep in me, the other being they were total tops so no seed got wasted in side play. We had a few replies so getting the right five was easy. I took load after load for five hours. I was in heaven, making sure I used my muscles to drain every drop out of the six of them each time they came in me. Funnily enough I was as grateful for the last load as I was the first. When we packed it in early Sunday morning the ex butt plugged me and he lay behind me pushing and turing the butt plug so that the seed in me kept moving. The only time the butt plug came out was when he got super horny and he deposited another load in me early Sunday morning. That did the trick. Did I get stealthed no , and it was so much more enjoyable knowing these beautiful men were fucking so hard, straining so hard to breed and convert me. It was so hot listening to them talk about who would be the one that actually knocked me up - how they encouraged each other to breed me and poz me. When they asked me did I want their poz seed I felt privileged to have their beautiful cocks in me and to be given their seed. I didn't come all night, I was rock hard all night but just totally got off on what the men were doing to me and long before this happened I knew it always would. I just didn't know how. My advice to any true bottom is if you feel you are going to end up that way - plan it - it is much better than being stealthed and you have no idea how poz tops fuck cosmically and often when they know they are trying to knock someone up. My tops had sweat dripping off them and gave me every bit of cock and seed they could and were so determined to breed me. They think they won but I think I did!

This is being posted in the 'Fiction' section as it is fiction. More of my fantasy, really. Well one of my many, being the greedy cumslut that I am. Here goes . . . The party had been a total bust. My friend had promised me that I'd meet someone. Had to with so many guys there. But tonight just wasn't my night. I decided to walk home, horny and a little pissed off, and only slightly drunk but not wasted. The fresh air might better my mood. There was a lot of commotion up ahead -looks like a fender bender- so I thought it might be quicker to cut through a few alleys. I always know where I'm going when I walk, but for some reason I felt a little lost and many of the lights in the alley were out. Burned out? Or broken so that shadows could conceal some kind of nefarious activity? I was just getting past one of the blacked-out sections of the alley when two huge, frighteningly strong hands grabbed my shoulders and literally heaved be back into the darkness, face first against a brick wall. Fuck, I'm getting mugged, I thought. It only took seconds to figure out that it wasn't my wallet he was after. The big man -he had to be 6'4" or taller, and beefy, solid muscle- pressed his entire front to my back, and I felt the enormous bulge from his denim covered crotch pressing into my ass. I know I was horny, but this was just downright scary. I tried to push myself back from the wall, hoping I could wiggle free and make a run for it. He was just too big and strong, I literally could not budge. He ground his big bulge in me, and I heard him sniffing around my neck, and then growled really low like some kind of predatory animal before it strikes it's prey. The party I had been to was just a house party, nothing fancy at all, so I had only worn a pair of nylon trackies and a tee. The big man reached down and yanked my pants down and chuckled when he saw that I was only wearing a jock strap underneath. "Fucking pig," he hissed in my ear. I heard him fumbling with the buttons on his jeans, and I felt his gigantic club of a dick flop out of them and slap into my back. Hell, this guy is hung like an elephant trunk, I thought. I'm in serious trouble. I wanted to get fucked tonight, but not like this. Not here. Somewhere with at least lube! He pinned me against the wall by holding firmly to the back of my neck, and eased himself away so that he could grab his cock with his free hand. I heard him spit, the splat must have hit is cock, then I heard the wet sticky sound as he jacked it and spread his saliva over it. He spit again and it landed directly between my butt cheeks. With his huge cock head, he smeared the spit on my hole, and began to push. I moaned -and not in a good way- and tried to tell him there was no way he was going to fit inside me. He made some kind of sound, mostly to say that he'd heard me and didn't care what I thought. He wanted in and he wasn't taking 'no' for an answer. I guess by some miracle I could feel his excited cock throbbing at my hole, and apparently this monster leaks impressive amounts of precum. My hole was feeling really slick now. But that didn't change the fact that he was hung like a beast, not a man. Suddenly and quickly he removed his hand from the back of my neck and clamped it tightly over my mouth, pulling me hard back against him. With that he slammed me hard into the brick wall again, this time driving a good 4 or 5 of his thick hard inches into my ass. My hole was on fire, and my eyes stung from the tears that filled them. He was holding me so tight there was absolutely no escape. I didn't know what to focus on. The fear that he might kill me when he was done raping me? Or the rape alone might be enough to kill me with a tool like that. Do I focus on the immense, mind-searing pain radiating from my tortured butt and concentrate of blocking it out? It took two more very hard ruts of his mighty hips to feel his pubes scratching my ass and his monster balls slapping up against me. He was now fully in, and I've never even dreamed of feeling so full in my entire life. It was like being fisted -if I'd ever been fisted- and taking the whole goddamned arm! He leaned his forehead on the back of my head and laughed softly to himself. Then he leaned in closer and blew on my ear, momentarily distracting me from the pain that was overwhelming my ass. Then he licked the outside of my ear, and growled, "You're gonna love this you little fucking faggot,". I'd been given a minute to adjust to his enormous size in me -not that it was nearly enough. He suddenly pulled his hips back, his cock temporarily vacating my devastated hole, and then slammed back in. Hard. Really hard. And that's how it went for what felt like forever, but what was probably about 15 minutes. He pulled nearly all the way out of me, then slammed back in, full length, balls deep, over and over again. He gave panting, grunting sounds of encouragement while I, at first, whimpered and groaned in pain, but by some other miracle managed to start to feel good down there. "You fucking whore," he growled. "I told you that you'd enjoy my big cock, fucking faggot,". Although I knew that my ass would feel completely destroyed for weeks after this encounter, he was right. His monster cock felt amazing as it pumped me. He filled me fuller than I ever could have imagined. It was as if something had been missing inside me, and every time his huge meat filled me, I was complete. And my hungry pig hole felt very empty when he wasn't slamming into me. So after about 15 or so minutes of him raping my hole, he clenched his teeth and growled, "Take my fucking cum, take it pig, you want my cum you fucking whore!". And wow did I feel it when he unloaded in me. There was so much cum blasting my insides that I thought for a second that he was taking a piss in me, not cumming. But the throbs of his mighty cock told me that it was certainly grade A stud juice, pumping deep into my body. It went on for a couple of minutes, I couldn't believe it. But I guess with big balls like his, he would blow an extra big load. Plus everything was huge about this guy, so why wouldn't his orgasm be, too? As soon as his dick stopped throbbing, he leaned in and blew on the outside of my ear again, and then whispered, "Welcome to the club, you fucking pig,". And then he yanked his hard cock out of me so abruptly that I doubled over. I didn't hurt so much as it took the wind out of me. I took a second to catch my breath, then stood and turned around to face him. No one there. He had just disappeared. I leaned back against the cool brick, panting and my mind spinning. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I had been scared as hell, and then more turned on than I can ever remember my whole life. But what did he mean by that -Welcome to the club? Suddenly I felt this rush inside me, this wave of excitement. And I don't know why I was excited -I had never wanted to be infected. So why did the thought turn me on so much -I was still standing there with my pants around my ankles, my hard dick bobbing in the wind, and this strangers toxic load seeping out of my trashed hole. I put my fingers to my gaping hole, and smeared some of the cum around it, then lifted them to my lips. The smell alone of this stud's cum was enough to make me want more! I licked my fingers clean and my dick was throbbing. I mean really throbbing -one taste of cum always gets me crazy horny! But this was poz cum. Toxic seed. Viral baby juice. I quickly pulled my pants up, stuffing my hard dick in as best I could, and decided I needed to race home to stick a plug up my ass to keep his load in me while I jacked of the biggest load of my life. I ran down the alley, made a couple more turns, and ran face first into one of the toughest and meanest looking men I've ever laid eyes on. He didn't budge, but I literally bounced off of his big frame and landed in a pile of black trash bags. His eyes burned into mine as he stared down at me. He was seriously pissed off that I bumped into him. "You'd better watch where you're going . . . faggot," he hissed. If you enjoyed it, let me know and I'll post Part 2.

Here in the UK, guys are now adding “vaccinated” on their online profiles. It was quite a surprise when I first saw it.

I never have stopped taking raw loads during Covid-19 but it's more difficult to find that many guys i was used to before Covid-19. we do have now a evening clock for 2 months and that's really a cock blocker. nobody can be out after 9PM so sex can only during the day now. sexcinema's/cruising bars/darkrooms etc are closed for months so only sex at home

It's been tough getting some cock to suck with this virus. But I think it's starting to loosen up. I posted on doublelist.com today and got about 5 responses. The normal back and forth. I was losing hope ,then 1 guy who said he was 44 and just looking to get sucked, which is what I wanted said he would come over. I gave my address and he said he would be there in 10 minutes. Then asked me if I liked it rough. Omg..have my prayers been answered?? He showed up , just went to my room ,pulled down his pants. I hot on my knees as he sat down and worked his cock. He had to be about 8 inches and thick, nice balls . I kept at it for about 10 minutes when he hot up, held my head and fucked my mouth hard for about 5 minutes, I didn't think I was going to make it when he said, I'm coming..holy shit...he dumped a loud in me. It was delicious..I got up aftwr I swallowed about half and went into my bathroom and spit the rest in a small bowl. He told me we will do it again. After he left, I put some porn on ,I was still hard and took the bowl with his cum and poured it on my cock and jerked off. I shot a load up to my face. I can't wait to see him again.

I think, based on the history of the word, that it's most definitely derogatory. As I have understood it since the first time I heard it, it originated as a way to create an equivalent to the 'n' word for white people - conveying the venom usually included with the original epithet, suggesting low social status, poor behavior, and all the other stereotypes embedded in the original but directed at whites. I saw (and still see) several problems with this. First, the original word was used indiscriminately against all black people, from the slums to the pulpit, from janitors to lawyers, as though race itself rendered the person unfit for white people to associate with. No matter what else, that race-wide opprobrium was never embedded in "wigger". Secondly, it seems to suggest that the white person it's aimed at is so low, so disreputable, that he might as well be black. In other words, it's STILL a racial slur against black people, this time by reference.

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my favorite part is where it slips out at the end. you cant fake a semi hard deflating dick which has just cum. hot that fucker just came deep inside.

My Fast Alley Pozzing I could feel semen ooze out of my sore asshole as I sat and sipped whiskey. Taking my first poz load had taken all of fifteen minutes. I smiled and wondered if I was infected. Fifteen minutes ago my phone had rattled with a text forwarded from BBRT. It was from PozSanta, a top that lived nearby. "I want to fuck you, now. Alley behind new Thai place." "Yes." "5 minutes." "On the way. I knocked my whiskey back and headed out the door, I'd have to hurry. BBRT showed his current location to be closer than I was, I wanted his load bad. He listed his HIV status as 'Positive'. BBRT had another option for 'Undetectable', so I assumed he was not on meds and his VL was high. I was neg. This fuck could infect me with HIV. I wanted it. For several years my favorite jerk off fantasies had featured me taking poz loads, I'd always chickened out. There was a 1 in 70 chance of one fuck infecting me, I told myself I was going to roll the dice. I wasn't exactly lying, I didn't want to get infected, but when I jerked off I muttered to myself, 'fuck me, cum in me, knock me up, infect me with HIV, please infect me'. The idea of getting infected was what really got me off. Fuck it, I was going to do it, roll the dice. Now. The alley was surprisingly well lit, I saw a man walking toward me, then he ducked into a doorway twenty feet from me. I looked in, he was standing half in the light with his cock out, stroking slowly. It was the cock in his profile, not long, but thick, curved, oozing precum. I walked up and took it in my hand, he was ready, hard, wet, oozing. I turned, sidling into the dark doorway and pushed my pants down, bent over, legs spread. He moved to me, the wet head of his dick nuzzled my hole. I moaned and pushed back. He grunted and shoved in deep. I whimpered and shuddered, I had a poz dick in me! He growled and started fucking me slowly, stroking deep, pulling out and popping back in. I whined and tightened my hole, he pushed hard, violating me. It hurt like I wanted. "Neg bitch likes my poz dick, don't you?" "Yes, yes, fuck me, cum in me, give it to me!" "You want my poz cum, you want my bug, you want me to poz you?" "Fuck, yeah, poz me, knock me up, poz me!" I shuddered and sobbed as he fucked my ass with his toxic cock, this was what I wanted, a man fucking his virus into me. "Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me...." His arms squeezed me hard, his cock shoved deep and twitched, swelled, I felt hot, poison semen jet out into my guts as he ejaculated deep in me. I jerked in orgasm , my cock squirted a load onto the wall I was leaning on, my ass squeezed his death cock hard, milking more venom into me. "Yeah, cum in me, cum in me, give it to me, poz me, knock me up, infect me, infect me good..." He trembled and held his dick deep in me, both of us breathing hard, shuddering, his cock swelling and twitching, pumping a few last squirts of lethal virus into me. "Fuck yeah, fuck, giving it to you, infecting you good, bitch! You got my bug, bitch, welcome to the club." He sighed, dropped his arms and backed away. His softening cock slid out and a rush of warm, virus laden cum ran down my legs. I pulled up my shorts and pants as I heard him walk away. A few minutes later I was back on my barstool, a celebratory glass of bourbon in front me. I sighed and savored the soreness in my asshole and the wet feel of my shorts, soaked in toxic semen. I made a mental note to buy canned soup and gatorade the next day, just in case.

Looking Sexy Hot as HELL - Love to see more pictures of you - Love Tattoos and Piercings ! I had a 2 times experienced - a club - lots of people - drinking - music - and I been drinking really Good - having Fun ! I needed some fresh air - went out side - people - guy sitting on the side walk - sat right down next to him - he was about late 30's - chatting with him ! I was enjoying myself chatting and then I need to take a piss - told him and be right back - he said ," Follow me ! " He grabbed my hand and took me down the alley . Telling me guys always comes back the alley for pissing - saying ," OK ! " Then , I started unzipping my pants - pulling out my dick - he already had his dick out - stroking it - another guy showed up - we were puffing clouds - having fun and enjoying the attention of these guys . I was enjoying seeing dicks - then while puffing / inhaling - the 1 guy was behind me rubbing his dick between my butt while I being sucked off ! I was forcing to puffing - inhaling - then being fucking by a raw dick - think I was their for 2 hours - sucking and fucking !

Got a reply to one of my personals ads this morning, the guy said he was a Hairy well built & hung married Algerian guy looking for a discreet fuck. He didn't have any pics but was sure I'd like him but if not I could send him away with no hard feelings. I replied to him asking when he was free to come over and he said he could be here for 2pm. He arrived on time and he was right, I definitely liked what I saw! As he came in I said " Well built is a bit of an understatement!" He laughed, he's a 6' tall hairy huge bodybuilder! We wastes no time and headed to the bedroom, stripped and I go down to worshipping his huge hairy muscles and huge 9" cut cock with my hands and mouth while he probed my cunthole with his fingers then his tongue till he was ready to fuck. He told me to get on all fours, I got in position, head down arse up which he liked and started rubbing his pre cum on my hole then started to ease it in. Once in he started trusting deep in me gradually getting harder & faster, it felt so good especially when he was fucking me with most guys maximum force and it was obvious he had plenty of power left in reserve! After a good 10 to 15 minutes he pulled out and flipped me on my back, as he got between my legs he asked what the pipe was on my bedside table. I told him what it was & said smoking it enhanced sex and prolonged it. He asked if he could try it, I said it depended on when his wife would be expecting him home. He said she wouldn't be expecting him cos they'd had an argument and he was staying at the gym that he owns. I grabbed the pipe and lighter, held it for him & lit it. He took a big puff and blew his cloud in my face, I inhaled deeply and told him I was going to do a blow back with him. I took my big puff, my lips met his and I blew my cloud into his mouth and he retuned it to me. I put the pipe back and we kissed as it kicked in, he was now hyper aroused and had me back on my back legs apart with my knees by my ears, he plunged his dick in me and plowed me so hard and rough I was growling with sheer pleasure! He raided me hard for a good 20 minutes before blowing his load in me. As his dick pumped his big load in me I climaxed and blew my load. We've been puffing and fucking all afternoon and evening & he's planted 6 loads deep in my pussy, the last was half an hour ago. I was sucking his dick post breeding then his big hairy balls. I then lifted his balls as he lay back on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor. I started licking behind his balls working my way down to his hairy hole. As my tongue flicked on the edge of his hole he groaned and lifted his legs holding them back and giving my tongue full access to his hole. After a few minutes I teased his hole with my dick & told him i wanted to fuck him, he was up for it and is currently douching his arse as I wait rock hard in anticipation! ;0P

Ch.5 John was thrusting hard into me making me grunt each time he bottomed out inside me. My fingers were pressed tight to my car bonnet as if I was trying to push through it. This time, as he fucked me John was mostly silent apart from his heavy breathing. I was being pounded, naked, out in the open and now my fucking was being watched. Every thrust, every shake and every grunt of pleasure I made was fuelling the lust of this man who stood there stroking his thick headed cock leering at us as we coupled. I was staring at him, or rather more pointedly at his dick. It didn't look too long from my angle but the head was quite thick compared to the shaft and it seemed as if it was drooling a continuous stream of precum that pooled and ran over his fingers each time he ran his hand to the tip. I couldn't help myself from imagining how it would feel to have the ridge of that cock head scraping my inner walls and making my ring flare if he were to fuck me with the pace John was using on me. I licked my lips as I stared, it was unconscious but the smoking man clearly took it as a signal and he stepped closer. John seemed more than happy to share the spoils of my body. I felt his hand slide up from my hip and grip the back of my neck. Without breaking rhythm John twisted me away from the car and held me bent over with my head now at the perfect height for our new companion to put my mouth to use. Something he didn't hesitate to do. That fat cock head was pushed to my lips and I almost had time to murmur my reticence at this change of pace but it was cut off as that cock filled my mouth and I was moaning around the rigid shift as he slowly began his own fuck motion between my lips. Naked, spit-roast between two eager tops in plain view of anyone who could pass by and my body was responding to this treatment. The combination of domination and my own humiliation had my cock hard and swinging under me as each man was pumping into me at either end. It was a side of me that was clearly blossoming into who I thought of myself as. Submissive, check! Cumdump, check! Shameless public fucktoy, big old check! OK then I may as well enjoy it then! These were the thoughts coursing through me as I found myself reaching up and holding onto the hips of the smoking man as I began sucking him in earnest. At the same time I was trying to alternate my pushes to maximise John's penetration of my fuckhole so he would hit that sweet spot deep inside me with each slapping thrust. "There's that pig I saw earlier!" John said as he firmly slapped my arse cheek making me buck my hips on his dick. "You're fucking loving this aren't you slut?" I moaned loudly around smoking man's cock but he wasn't giving me any chance to speak, he was holding my head and doing his very best to shove down my throat. I was lucky he was only thick, if he was any longer I think he would have choked me and the state I was in I would have just gone along with it. They began alternating, pulling me backwards and forwards between them. Taking it in turns to take their pleasures from me, each of them building to the obvious crescendo. I, well I was happy to be the holes they had chosen to enjoy. I was grunting at each of their thrusts, moaning in appreciation as they used me, spanked me and otherwise showed me up to be the slut they said I was. That my cock was dripping as it swung under me was all the proof I needed that I was in the right place. The pleasure that was coming over me in waves as John fucked me was unlike any orgasm I'd ever had. It was like my whole body was tensing and relaxing at the same time and this was allowing the smoking man to fuck my mouth freely as I was basically a drooling mess for him to enjoy. I can't describe it other than I was happy. All things must come to and end and as John pounded my hole hard and fast then gripped me tight I knew he was jetting one more load up inside me. He squeezed my arsecheeks affectionately as he withdrew his softening dick and then set about gathering his clothes. "Slut's all yours now." He said to the smoking man and to me he said, "Hope you get what you want. See you again." With that he left. Up to this point I had still been sucking the smoking man's cock but he now pushed me of of his spit soaked member. "Bend over the car like you was when I got here." I did as told and as soon as I was in position he was behind me his hand spreading and kneading my cheeks. The cold air on me made me feel like my hole must be gaping open but he must have liked what he saw. "Nice fucking hole." He shoved two fingers up me and started sawing them in and out. "Nice and wet and open you dirty bitch." I didn't say anything but I knew it was true that is exactly what I am. I responded by pushing onto his fingers, by squeezing and pushing my hole out. "Fuck Yes you dirty boy thats a hot fucking hole." I revelled in the praise and pushed harder. I wanted, no needed to be the slut now. Smoking man pushed harder to me and moaned. "Keep pushing dirty boy I'm almost in." Almost...wait what. Then the fullness became apparent and I almost screamed out in the mix of pain and pleasure that burst through me as his hand pushed through my ring and my hole slid over his wrist. I was panting. Nothing this big had ever been in me I tried to move forward but he was pushing forward too and I had a car in front of me. "Fuck look at that!" He sounded awe struck behind me. "Your fucking hole looks so good stretched out like this." I could only pant and moan as he started a backward pressure and the thickest part of his hand popped out of me. "Uuunnhhh!" The noise I made as he shoved his hand back inside me echoed around the car park. He forced his hand backward once more and I braced as best I could for the next push but instead he fell against my arse and my hole swallowed his cock all the way. "I love fucking a wrecked hole." Was all he spat as he set up his pace. He fucked hard and deep for a few moments before adding, "I might have opened you up a bit to much there boy." He rested his hand next to me and I could see streaks of blood across his fingers. I tensed and he chuckled. "It's not that bad, you'll be fine and your hole will probably go back to normal...if you can leave it alone that is." I knew what he meant and as he kept fucking me I knew that I would need to feel stretched like that again. Leaning in he began talking into my ear I could tell from his breathing that he too was getting close to unloading. "Ready for my load boy?" "Yes please." Was as much as I could mutter, I was still shaking all over from everything that had already happened. "Good boy. I knew you'd let me cum in this hot fuckhole. Knew you wanted all the loads you could get. That's why I wanted to tear you up a bit." "What d'you mean?" I managed to spit out as he pressed me down still pumping hard away at me. "You fucking know boy. I heard you talking as that other boy fucked you. You don't just want loads in you do you? You want loads like I'm about to give you. Going to breed you properly. Give you all my poz cum right up your torn cunt." He was talking faster and fucking faster too. I wasn't just taking it either, I was pushing my sloppy used arsehole onto him as hard as he was fucking into me. "Fuck yes! Breed me!" I shouted out into the night as loudly as I could as he shook and fucked his poisonous cock as far into me as he was able. His sperm jetting into me washing down the stretched and scratched walls of my anus filling me in the way that, he was right, I craved.

That's exactly what makes fucking dirty bathhouse cumdumps so hot. Nothing like fucking some trashy sluts hole when you can actually tell that there have been likely hundreds of different meats raw cocks dumping loads into it. A loose, sloppy overused cunt that really lets you know you are fucking used trash.

I love eating and fucking a loose/sloppy, noisy hole. Like you, I’m working on opening mine up!! I need this loose hole to leak cum!

haha damn that would be around 70+ loads. (for real!) i have a guy who was saving frozen cum from him and others into a piece of plastic container. through a funnel into my ass i have slipped the whole container full of melted cum in the funnel and let the cum slipped into my ass. after i filled my ass up he was fucking me. all the seed was everywhere! it was splashing out my ass with every punch. literally the whole couch and ground was full of cum

my best night ever was in a days inn by ASU. I got on Grindr and had tons of drunk horny guys. Had at least 20 guys between 9pm and 5am

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.

Less attitude and flakey as well

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

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

I would love to get mated and bred by: George Sands (Russel Tovey in "Being Human (UK)) in his werewolf form any of the centaurs in the Hercules series or Harry Potter Jacob (Taylor Lautner in "Twilight) and his pck while in werewolf form (or human--they're all hot the incredible Hulk in his Hulk form (and yes, I could take him fully)

Chewbacca.

Hi everyone, I'm new here and just wanted to say hi 👋. I'm a playful sub boy puppy, I like all things anal, piss, cum, sweat, hairy men. Ultimately looking for the right Dom, but came here to make friends who only bb and are HIV+ or wanna be and into kink. Say hi 🙂

“Go throw on some clothes buddy, don’t shower, just throw on some gym stuff.” “Ok, what have you in mind?” “Just a place a gay Dad should take his gay Son for the first time.” Kenny and his Dad went and got dressed. Jock straps, gym shorts and tanks. Dad made sure to pick up Kenny’s birthday lube, and another treated rolled joint. While they were waiting for the car to pick them up, they shared that treated joint with Kenny getting most. The driver dropped them off at a nondescript building, dimly lit, but you could see the name Mustang on the wall. Kenny’s Dad guided Kenny into the building. It was just a little foyer with a guy behind a glass window. Dad gave the guy some money and showed both their driver’s license. Then Kenny walked with his Dad to a door to the right, and they were buzzed in. The walked into a locker room where a few guys were in different stages of undress. Some The smell was all male, and you could hear sounds of sex through the door at the other side of the locker room. “Oh shit, is this a bathhouse Dad? I’ve always dreamed about coming to one.” Kenny and his Dad started undressing, and putting their clothes in the locker. As Kenny was bent over taking off his jockstrap, a guy in a towel rubbed his lightly fuzzed ass and slid a finger easily into Kenny’s already lubed and wet hole. This elicited a moan from Kenny, as his hole was still hungry for action due to the special lube his Dad had put in him. “Fucking nice hole, all ready for a cock.” The guy said as he slid is finger in and out slowly. “Oh shit, Dad, he’s got his finger in me and rubbing that my nut. Oh fuck, Dad.” Whispered Kenny, while his uncut dick started drooling precum out of his foreskin. “Dad? You’re joking, playing, right?” “Nope, I’m really his Dad. He’s freshly devirginized, and ready for fun. I thought it time I taught him about being a gay man.” “Holy shit. I’ll have to keep an eye out for you two. Such a fine ass, and body. Both of you.” The guy slide his finger out of Kenny, and tweaked one of Dad’s nipples. “Come on Son, lets show you around and have some sex.” Dad grabbed Kenny’s hand and walked him through the only other door in the locker room out into the club proper. It was just above dimly light, warmish, and the sounds of sex in various directions. They walked down a hall with some doors spaced out. Some were closed with moans coming from them. A couple were open, with guys inside. One door had a middle aged guy, nice strong back and dimpled hairy butt laying face down. His butt was pretty hairy, more hairy then Kenny’s Dad. “Dad, look at his hairy ass, he has more than you. I bet that hair feels soft. I wonder what it feels like, what it would be like to run my tongue in that hair.” “Go in there Son, find out. I’m sure he’d love it.” Kenny carefully walked into the room, and reached down to the hairy tight ass, and ran his hand over one side. The guy moaned into his arms at the touch. Kenny ran his side of his hand between the hair cheeks, into the longer haired valley, running across the guys wet hole. “Get down there Son, spread his cheeks, and lick his hole. You’ve got his attention.” Kenny leaned into the bed, and with both hands spread the hairy cheeks apart, showing the longer haired valley to him, and the wet hole hidden under it. Kenny got his face down into his ass, and with his tongue he slid across the wet hole. Tasting a little lube and cum. The guy’s hole immediate opened a little and Kenny’s tongue slide in. The guy really starting moaning at this point. Kenny’s Dad came into the room and stood by the bed. His crotch very close to the guy. He ran his hands down the muscular back, feeling a few hairs as he went. When he got to the guy’s hairy cheeks, he move down by Kenny’s hands, and helped spread the cheeks more. “Here you go Son, let me hold these apart for you. Really get in there with your tongue.” As Kenny buried his face in the hairy ass, the guy reached over and directed Dad’s uncut cock into his mouth. Moaning as he sucked in Dad’s cock, and ran his tongue into his foreskin. This went on a couple of minutes and the guy let Dad’s cock out of his mouth. “Fuck me, get your dick inside me.” The guy groaned, and then took Dad’s dick back in his mouth. “You heard him Son, get up and get your dick in there.” “Really Dad, I can fuck him?” “You bet, he wants it. Look how he’s wriggling his ass for you.” Kenny walked up a little on his knees, his hard drooling cock leading his way. Kenny felt his Dad grab his cock, and spread an little lube on it. “Here, let me guide you into your first ass of that’s not mine. Feel your cock going through that hair. Your dick is kissing his hole now. Push in, nice and slow. That’s it Son, keep sliding it in. Feel his ass swallowing you up.” Kenny’s body was shaking a little from the excitement of fucking a stranger, and feeling the heat of the hole around his cock. He finally bottomed out in the guy, his balls up against the hairy ass. “Fuck him Son, start moving that cock of your’s in him. He wants it. He’s moaning all on my dick.” Kenny was pumping his hips, feeling his cock move that the man’s ass. The ass was rhythmically squeezing his cock. Kenny’s eyes periodically rolled back in his head. He could tell he was leaking lots of precum into the ass. The guy let go of Dad’s cock, “Fuck me, yeah. Shove your dick all the way in. I need your cum in me.” Kenny was getting real close, “Dad, fuck, I’m about to cum. His ass feels so good. I can’t help it, I gotta cum.” “Shoot buddy, shoot it in him. That’s what you do. Right when you shoot, shove your dick in as hard and as far in him as you can. That’s what guys do. He wants it, he wants that cum, give it to him.” Kenny suddenly threw his head back, and shoved his whole body against the guy, shoving his cock as far as it could go into him. As Kenny came, his hips were jerking quickly, with each shot of cum, blasting as deeply in the guy as possible. “That’s it buddy, shoot it into him. Give hime that cum. Give him the last of that clean cum.” Kenny’s Dad leaned in and kissed his Son hard on the lips, driving his tongue into Kenny’s mouth, as they both moaned. Kenny slid out of the guy, his cum drooling out a little. Kenny’s dick still very much hard and ready to keep going. “Fuck Dad, I’m still horny, and still have that itch inside my ass.” “Well buddy, we’ve got more fun to be had. We’ll get that itch scratched.”

I've never been to a furcon, but... sometimes I wish I had the nerve and the suit to go to one, specifically to take a load. It's been too long since I've had a physical moment with someone.

I held my sweaty son Kenny after taking his cherry, and shooting a toxic load into his ass. We laid there with my still hard cock inside him, holding that load in his ass. While that load was being absorbed by his body, I cuddled him. Kissing his ear, rubbing my hairy chest against his back, rubbing his lightly haired chest and tweeting one of his nipples now and again. My son smelled so good after sex. All sweat and cum, so sexy. I ran my hand down his hair trail from his chest to abs, and abs to cock. He was still very hard, with a wet cock head poking out of his foreskin. I held on to that cock and ran my thumb light over his piss hole that was poking out and the lips of his foreskin. Kenny just moaned, and wiggled his butt back against me. After the cuddling, I wanted the give Kenny the second part of his gift, even more I needed to. I brought my hand up his side, between his arm and hip, starting to left his arm, I had to get to the sweaty pit. As his arm lifted, I saw that lovely hairy wet pit appearing from behind. Such a beautiful pit, All that hair like me. I leaned in from the back and was drawn in by his smell. I licked that hair to the skin, what a taste my son had. “Oh fuck, Dad, I love having my pits licked.” I kept it up a minute, then licked and tickled with my tongue up to his ear. Lightly teasing his ear with the tip of my tongue, and nibbling on his lob. I whispered to his ear, as I moved my hand back down to his hard cock, “You ready for the second part of your birthday gift? I know part of you is.” i squeezed his cock and top of his balls as I said this, and pushed my hard dick that was still in his tight ass against his nut. “Oh, Dad, I love your dick in me.” “Well, I like having a cock in me too, and I need this hard 18 year old man dick in my ass.” I started to slide my hard dick out of my son, real slow. He was moaning lightly as my head popped out of his ass. Just the slightest amount of my jizz came out with my dick. His body did a good job of absorbing or pulling my cum deeper into him. I rolled over onto my back and immediately Kenny was on top of me raising my arms, and attacking my pits. Moaning and licking. Licking to my left nipple, and making his way to my right pit. “Holy fuck, someone is aggressive horny, aren’t they. Fuck bud, its so hot you sucking those nips and pits.” Kenny just moaned into mi right pit. “Dad, I’ve so wanted this. Fuck, I love these pits.” “Well, I know something that tastes as good, and its leaking some syrup just for you.” Kenny immediately started his way down my hairy body. When he got to my hard drooling cock, he wrapped his hand around it and lifted it so it was pointing up like a flag pole. He very slowly pulled my foreskin down, and then slide it up, forcing more toxic cock snot up and out of the shaft. “I’ve wanted to taste your cock for so long, Dad. Oh god, look at that precum.” Kenny’s tongue touched my leaking piss slit, and ran around the head. He pulled my skin up higher, and over his tongue, running his tongue around my head inside my foreskin. He then started to slowly go down my shaft, taking more and more into his mouth and towards his throat. I got feel him moaning as my cock went in further. Kenny came back up to the top of my cock. He started to lick his way down to my balls, tickling my balls with the tip of his tongue. I lifted my legs a little to give Kenny an idea of what I wanted. He got the idea real quick. Kenny moved his hands under my legs and lifted them raising my ass to the perfect rimming position. “Dad, look at your ass.” I reached around and held my legs where he had them for him. “Get in there buddy, rim your Dad’s ass. I’ve been longing for you to eat my ass.” Kenny leaned in and started licking around my hole. Very gently at first, but then getting more and more energetic. Kenny really centered on my pucker with his tongue tip. Pushing with his tongue, and spit. He reached in with a finger on each side of his tongue, and jiggled his fingers while slightly pulling to the sides. I felt him moaning against my ass as he started to get his tongue past my pucker. Fuck, my son can eat ass! Kenny had his tongue as far in my ass as he could get it, fucking me with his tongue. He then slide two fingers in me and pulled his fingers apart lightly stretching my hole, and shoving in some spit. Suddenly I felt a finger sliding all the way in, and bump my prostate. He slowly massaged my prostate with his finger. Oh fuck, my son the virgin to men knows exactly how to drive a guy nuts. “Fuck Kenny, you’re driving me nuts. Shit if you rub my nut too much longer and spew. Shit, look at how much you have my dick drooling. Get the big cock of your’s in me. Now.” Kenny got up from my ass, and leaning into my crotch, and began lapping up all the toxic precum that pooled into my pubic hair and in my foreskin. “Um, Dad, your precum is so sweet. Mine will be like your’s soon I think.” “It may be like mine, if the first part of my gift takes, maybe this second part will also help. Now get up here and give me the rest of your virginity. I need that cock of yours as much as you needed mine.” Kenny climbed up, and started kissing me hard, his tongue shoved in my mouth. I felt his cock rubbing against my hole. I heard him grabbing the treated lube and popping it open. “Fuck Dad, I need to be in you.” He squirted some lube into my hole and around, then spread it on his cock. I grabbed his lubed cock and guided him to paradise. I felt his head at my winking hole, and then felt it slowly going in. “Ooooh god, you’re so warm inside, of fuck, I can feel your ass grabbing my cock.” “Give me that cock buddy. Slide it all the way balls deep. Give it to me son.” Kenny bottomed out, balls deep in is Father’s ass. He was feeling the furnace of his Father’s ass surrounding his cock. He began humping his cock back and forth, feeling the silky smooth walls griping him. “Oh shit, Dad, my cock is already wanting to shoot. Oh Fuck.” Kenny started fucking his Dad harder. “That’s it buddy, give me that cock harder, I love it. Give me your last neg load, shoot it in me.” “Oh, oh, Daddy, I’m coming, oh shit, I’ve not felt it like this. Oh Daddy, I’m going to shoot in you.” Kenny began shooting a huge load in his Dad, filling his Dad’s ass, some leaking out around his cock. Kenny leaned in and deeply kissed his Dad. “Fuck, your ass is feels so good around my cock. I don’t want to take it out. Love you Dad.” “So which do you like more, getting fucked or fucking?” “I love it all. My ass still has that itch inside. I’m going to need to be fucked again soon.” “Well buddy, I do have a plan for a third part of your birthday, if you would like.”

mone of the tops that fuck me care at all about my cock unless its to slap or squeeze or otherwise make me scream or squeeze my hole for there pleasure . i never go erect n never cun n always focus on my tops enjoyment .

Nothing gives a gay guy away in the locker room faster than underwear. Saw some Andrew Christians yesterday. Straight guys are so boring with theirs

Until death do us part (story a cheating boyfriend) – Part 03 I drove Dante back to the church yard - to this sacred place, where we first met. He was still rubbing his reddish eyes and mumbled nonstop how much he would love to meet me again and that he truly believed in that we had something special going on. I smiled at him. Dante had changed from the ‘loyal boyfriend’ to a ‘safe-only slut’ within two dates. It wouldn’t take long and I would seed his bleeding cunt with my toxic load. “Your eyes are still totally reddish” I told him. “What are you going to tell your boyfriend?” I asked with a concerned tone. “Oh…. I don’t know… I might tell him, it is probably an allergy” he replied grinning. “I loved looking at your dick while you were shooting your cum right into my eyes” Dante stated. “You will get lots of cum into your eyes in the future” I told him and added in my thoughts ‘from me and my buddies and probably strangers too!’ We agreed to meet the following day. Same time – same spot. So Friday came and I picked Dante up for our secret rendez-vous. He wore a tight blue jeans again and a nice pair of sneakers, his boyfriend had probably paid for. His well shaped ass was tempting me to rip his pants from his body and rape him right then and there. His tight white t-shirt showed his small nipples sticking out. He was obviously excited to see me. “Hey there” I said, while Dante opened the passengers car door and got into the car. “Good to see you, I couldn’t stop thinking of you” I told him and led his hand to my crotch, so he could feel my hardened dick already. We had no destination this time and while I drove around, we talked about the day before and his feelings about it. The little sissy was feeling horny, but also felt bad that he had to lie to his loved one. Dante did not realize, that we entered the red light district of our town. When I parked the car nearby a porn cinema, we were deeply engaged in our conversation. “Look, we both don’t know where this leads us to, but we like each other and I feel like, we should know each other better. As long as nothing bad happens, I see no need for us to tell our boyfriends. We should simply enjoy our company. What do you think?” I asked him. The boy was about to answer me, when he saw the adult theatre a couple of feet away. He looked at me and asked me what we were doing here. “Look, I really need you to suck my dick today and I got an appointment later on. This is totally important for my job. So I thought, since we don’t have much time and the church toilets are closed for cleaning, we need another spot to empty my balls.” I explained that to him. “But we can’t go inside. I have never been to such a place. What if someone knows me….” he sounded scared. “No one knows you here. This is a run-down porn cinema. As far as I know, it is not highly frequented and we would be in the cinema hall immediately. Please…. I need to get off and you promised you would think about gulping my semen down. It was all that I could think of tonight.” I sighed desperately. I suggested to him, I would go and buy the tickets in advance and would check out, if there were people inside. After some convincing words he agreed and so I got out of the car and vanished into the cinema, after getting two tickets. A couple of minutes later I came back to the car and told the twink, that maybe two or three old guys were sitting inside, watching a porn movie. And again, after soothing the anxious little pet, he agreed to follow me into the building. We went through the entrance I adjusted my cock within my pants and took a good grip of Dante’s ass. Then we entered the cinema hall and it was obvious, that there were at least 20 horny guys watching a porn flic on a wide screen. You could hear soft moans and some slurping sounds into the flickering light of the movie. Dante moved closer to me and looked at me with frightened eyes. “Don’t worry” I said. We will perfectly fit into the picture, if you do, what you promised me to” I added. I grabbed him by the hand and pulled him into a row, where quite a few guys sat and who enjoyed their evening. The carpet was covered with wet stains and some dried cum. As we passed a guy in a seat, who was simply jacking off, I chose the seat right next to this fellow. Sadly enough, the seat after mine was taken again. As I sat down and spread my legs, Dante had nowhere else to sit down and so he stood in front of me and looked scared as hell. Someone shouted he should fuck off and another guy suggested he could sit on his dick and so I pulled him down to his knees and grinned wickedly. “You know how to work on it, do you?” I whispered to him. “But the guys next to us will watch us” he whispered back. “Let them – I am not afraid showing off my dick” I told him proudly and with that Dante opened my jeans slowly. He looked up at me and I was concentrating on the movie, although I was totally aroused, feeling Dante’s fingers touching my covered dick already. As soon as my cock was free Dante started licking around my cockhead. I let him get used to it for a while, but I knew this time I wanted some good sucking action and I wanted to cum into his mouth. “Remember your promise” I hissed, without looking down at him. Dante then started sucking my cock. He bobbed his head up and down my cock and covered his teeth with his tongue and his lips. It was like fucking into a cunt – so soft like velvet. My little beauty was peering to our neighbors and realized, how they lured at him, while he sucked my dick. “Would your boy mind giving me a hand?” the pal on my left side asked me all of a sudden. “I wouldn’t turn him down either” said the other guy. Dante had stopped his sucking immediately and looked shocked after hearing those remarks. “I don’t know…..” I answered, while I kept on looking to the cheap porn movie on the screen. “Of course I won’t” Dante shouted out. “Sht….” I warned him. “Don’t make a fuss, do you want us kicked out of here… with the lights on?” I asked him. “You promised me, I would shoot down your throat today- are you making this on purpose…. to avoid swallowing my cum?” I accused him. “No… No… but…” he tried to explain himself. “But - what? Jerking off a guy is no sex at all. It is more like scratching someone on his back. Did you ever react this way, when a friend asked you to scratch his back?” I wanted to know. “But it is okay… if you see things between us this way, then we should probably end all this and go our separate ways.” I added and started to push Dante away from me. “Wait… please, wait….!” Dante behaved like a trapped animal. Slowly his hands reached out to both sides and he touched both dicks at the same time. His fingers wrapped around the hot pieces of flesh and he began jerking the two strangers off. “See…. just like scratching someone else’s back” he repeated implausible. I laid my hands on the back of his head and pulled him back to my cock. “Thanks…. Baby….” I moaned and grinned satisfied. We were all three sitting in a row and grunting, while Dante jerked off the two strangers and sucked my cock as deep as he could. He looked like a cock hungry slut by onlookers, while satisfying the jocks needs. Sooner or later on of the guys being jerked off shot his load. Shortly after that, the second one did cum. Both left the hall quite fast after they were done. I thought for a moment, to signal for other guys to take the seats next to us, but I didn’t want to overdo it. So I enjoyed the slurping and sucking sounds Dante made and when I was about to ejaculate into his mouth I reminded him to collect my seed into his mouth and to show me the stuff. It took me more than eight shots into Dante’s mouth and I believe he already had to swallow at least one time. When I leaned forward I used the flashlight of my cell-phone to check Dante’s mouth. He got ordered to open it and so he did. I could see a pool of sperm in his mouth. Then I told him to close his mouth again and to swallow it as promised. He hesitated for a second and then he closed his mouth and he gulped it all down and proved it, by opening his mouth again. I flashed a smile across my face and told him how happy and proud I was. Then I convinced him, that some of my sperm actually spilled out of his sweet mouth and went to the floor. I reminded him, that he promised to swallow my whole load. So he went down onto the dirty floor and started licking and munching the stained red carpet. On our way home the boy didn’t speak much. When we reached the church yard he told me, that he felt a bit mad about me, forcing him into interactions with those other guys. “Hey” I objected. “When did I force you?” “Well….. you…. when….. but you gave me the feeling, that I had to…..” he sniffed. “Listen – honestly… I didn’t want to give you a bad feeling. Today was the best day in my life. I saw you, we enjoyed some intimacy, you swallowed my cum. I feel like I achieved so much today. We reached a new level in our relationship. If I made you feel, like you had to jerk those guys off, I am really sorry” I lied to him straight face. “I am still convinced, that jerking someone else off, is not even betraying. Remember how innocent it all started with us. And by the way, I just wanted to show off with you. You are the most adorable guy I have ever seen. And I wanted the other fellows just to be jealous, that you are sucking me and not them.” I sighed deeply. “But still… I felt like a whore….” Dante explained and started crying. Probably, because you are a whore, I told myself. “I promise, the next time you won’t be jerking off guys” I looked at him seriously. The next time it would be even worse….

Part 2 Luckily my fall was broken by a bunch of black trash bags, but as I struggled to get to my feet (and make a run for it before this guy who looked like an escaped con, ex-con, or would-be con, kills me) I could feel the nylon track pants sticking to my cummy ass. There must be a big wet spot there by now. And Mr.Mean noticed. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” he said, sounding both playful and malicious at the same time. Fuck, I’m going to get bashed! Well, not if I can help it. I scrambled and made a dash back in the direction I’d come from. I could hear his large frame making tracks behind me, and his long strides gave him a distinct advantage. I was just about to turn a corner when he grabbed me and slammed me against the wall. “Try running again and you’ll regret it,” he hissed, really close to my face. His breath smelled like whiskey and cigarettes. He grabbed me by the upper arm and started dragging me back to where I’d run into him. “Where are you taking me?” I asked, struggled against his firm grip. He kind of snickered, and then said, “You just assaulted me. I think that it’s time to return the favour. You see, I know a thing or two about assault.” This creep is going to use me for a punching bag! He knows a thing or two about assault -that’s probably what got him sent to the clink! We stopped basically back where we had started. I glanced up at the building. The sign said ‘Wholesale Produce’. Evidently he works there. He kicked the door open and dragged me inside. I kind of hoped there was a night staff on and they might call 9-1-1 and save me, but the place appeared deserted. He locked me in a dark little closet while I heard him moving around outside, rummaging, shuffling. I’m not sure what he had planned. After an eternity, the door flew open and he dragged me out and over to an alcove area. All of the movement I had heard was him constructing a sort of makeshift bed, several thick blankets topped with a thick clear plastic sheet. He threw me down in the middle of it. “Take off your fucking clothes,” he ordered. I didn’t know if he was going to pull a gun on me or what, so I did as I was told. Sitting there naked, I could feel my butt hole quiver -was this fright, or just a natural reaction to my wet ass feeling all slippery on the plastic? He knelt down on the edge of the plastic and sneered at me. “Now I want you to push out all of that cum from you ass, you filthy pig. Make a nice big puddle there on the plastic.” Okay, now I was confused and really had no clue what was going on. But again I just did what I was told. I flexed my ass muscles and squirted every drop of that other stud’s load. Seeing it pool underneath me was insane. I couldn’t believe that so much cum came out of one man. And I also noticed several streaks of blood in there which wasn't really a surprise given what he'd done to my ass with that big club of his. Looking at it also made my dick stand up rock hard. It was involuntary, but I could smell the cum, too. What pig worth his salt wouldn’t have the same reaction? Mr. Mean chuckled, but it didn’t sound like a friendly chuckle. “Look at that little dick of yours bobbing around there. What a fucking little pig.” He reached out and slapped my left cheek. Surely not as hard as it could have been, but hard enough to sting. I hoped he was just trying to get my attention -which he had. “Now I want you to get on your fucking knees like a pig and lick all of that cum up,” he ordered. Suddenly I wasn’t scared anymore. Just incredibly aroused. I got on all 4’s and started licking. And slurping. “Slow down, you greedy fucking pig. Take your time or else,” he warned. I slowed down and focused on the texture and taste of the massive cum load. If this was to be my last meal, then I’d be very happy with that. As I licked, I stole glances at him. He’d gotten to his feet and began taking his clothes off. He was probably as tall as the man earlier, but not as bulky. Built very solid, but leaner. And apparently he was enjoying watching me eat the cum because when he removed his jeans a big dick swung out and waved around in front of him like a divining rod. Evidently it wasn’t water it was seeking out. He walked around me on the plastic sheet and I could feel him kneel down behind me. “Now that all of that cum is out of your hole, I can fuck you really good. I don’t want you too slick in there. I want you to feel everything I've got.” The cum would have been very welcome given that his dick was quite big, though not as large as the last man’s was. But a good 10 inches and thick. He wedged the head in my hole, then popped it out. He did that a few times, enjoying the initial penetration of the head as much as I was enjoying it. Over and over, and I began to moan and really get into it. I finished up the last of the cum. He pulled his dick out once again, and then jammed the entire thing full length into me. At least he wasn’t clamping his hand over my mouth like the last guy, and I let out a scream. Despite my butt being busted earlier, I was still sore from the intense pounding. That cum really would have come in handy. It didn’t take as long for me to get used to this big dick, though, and I was soon enjoying every long stroke of this big shaft, balls deep into my ass every time. And I was slamming my ass back to meet him, which he seemed to like. His hands on my hips pulled me down hard onto him, he growled and I could feel him blast my ass full of his hot sticky cum. He held me there while his balls emptied their entire load into me. When he was done, I let his dick slip out of me and he sat back onto his heels. I looked back over my shoulder, not ever sure if he would allow me to move. He was grinning which made him much more attractive, or maybe it was just because he’d just fucked me. “Well, that was a real breeding, and now you’re a real pig,” he said. “I hope you don’t mind poz cum, because I haven’t been on any meds in years,” he added, wearing a big smile. He seemed awfully proud of himself. Fuck, what are the odds of two poz guys breeding me in one night? My heart was pounding and I was filled with those mixed emotions again. On the one hand my whole body was tingling, and I loved feeling like a true fuck pig. On the other . . . more toxic cum in me? Seriously? I did not go looking for it, but it seems to keep finding me. I let out an involuntary laugh and he gave me a questioning look. “What the fuck is so funny about that?” I crawled around and sat back onto my heels facing him. “When I ran into you, a guy had just raped my ass and told me ‘Welcome to the club’. “ “So, what, you thought you’d run home and douche his poz cum out of you and it would all be fine?” he snickered. “It doesn’t work that way.” “No, I was running home to stick a butt plug up my ass and jack off,” I told him. I started to get up, figuring he’d gotten off, and we’re done. But he pounced on me, straddling my waist to pin me down to the plastic mattress. He leaned over me, stretching above my head to reach for his jeans. He pulled his cell phone out and hit a couple of buttons. Looking down at me with a shit-eating grin on his face, he said, “You’re gonna fucking love this.” Part 3 if you want it.

Going a different way into town, I noticed, only a few miles from home, a small car park with 'picnic' ground which I had never noticed before. You know that feeling when you just know it'd be a good cruising ground? Well, I went there yesterday morning. It wasn't the best of times for cruising but figured if it yields action at 11:00 A.M. it would be good on a warm night! There were three or four cars in the parking lot, and the guys in the cars were either playing with their phones or doing paperwork. But then bingo! I saw my perfect quarry: he was wearing a wife beater and trackies, with a worn commando, was in his 50's, skinny somewhat scrawny, had a shaved head and had several tatts, and I could see he had numerous piercings. I walked down the path and he followed me directly. No sooner had I turned the corner, out of sight of the public, I made a grab for the guy's crotch. A second later we were making out and as we did so, I slid my hand down the back of his trackies. Oh man, he was warm and wet, and his hole was absolutely gaping. I could probably have slipped my fist straight in. Pay dirt, first guy! I assume he had at least one load inside his ass, but I guess it could just have been lube of one sort of another, but it didn't really make any difference. I spun him around, pulled his trackies, and without a word, slid straight inside his ass. Aside from a grunt as I bottomed out in him, he didn't make a sound. Was my idea of the dream arse, saggy cheeks and that flash of deep pink/red between them from a way over used & abused cunt. I'd love to have eaten him out but it wasn't really the place or the time.. Anyway I hammered the fuck out of him for a few minutes constantly changing rhythm & angle to make sure I'd got into every corner of him before dropping one hell of a load. Obviously there'd been no talk of status, or anything else for that matter. Pointless :-) I just pulled out & put my sticky cock away (I'm not keen on being sucked, especially after I've cum & I like the feeling of a slick cock in my underwear) turned him back around & snogged him to say thanks. To be honest I would have blown him but I noticed he'd spunked all over himself - job done! I walked back to the car leaving him to sort himself out. One of the other guys had now decided to wander down for some action. Shame he'd not made a move earlier.. I'm hoping that'll be the first of many a hot scene there. And really convenient too.