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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.

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.

I had a bit of time to kill this morning. I opened Scruff and BBRTS. It was the same ol’ same ol’ — the usual profiles this time of day. And Mondays are notoriously slow here. I figured I’d respond to some messages and then preview some profiles in Key West (I’m headed there next week). A message popped up on BBRTS; new face, and it looked like it was within a mile of me. To be honest, I was doubtful it was legit. I chatted with him for about 15 minutes, exchanged a few more pics, and it seemed to be coming together. He was staying with his dad nearby until he started his new job in a few weeks. The catch was he didn’t drive, but I was willing to give it a shot since he was really close. I drove to the spot he asked to be picked up. Sure enough, he was standing there. He was 6’3”, a ginger, 27 y.o., and lanky. Attractive face, but more so because of his youth than his actual features. He was friendly and chatty as I drove back to my place. He mentioned again that he didn’t have long — he wanted to be home before his dad got back so he didn’t have to explain where he’d gone. We went right to the playroom with the sling. We were both limited on time, and neither had any hang ups about getting right to it. We tossed our clothes on the floor, and he dropped to his knees and started sucking on my cock, making it hard very quickly. I gently held his head between my hands and coaxed him back and forth. He’s a lot taller than me, so I had some trouble reaching down to play with his hole while he blew me. After a few minutes he stood up and I was the one sucking on his dick. 7” long, narrow with a pointed he—it reminded me of a spear. I ran my hands across his flat abs while I worked his cock in my mouth. He pulled back and told me to get into the sling. “I need to put my seed in you.” I rolled back into the sling, lifting my legs to either side of the heavy metal chains suspending me in the air. I felt the cool air across my exposed hole. Hanging in the sling is always a major turn on for me, knowing my ass is spread and inviting. I squirted a small amount of silicon lube into my fingers and primed my hole. He slipped my feet through the loops, then took the lube and. greased his spear. I hit my poppers, taking two long drags on the bottle, watching him stroke his dick as he stepped up to the sling. I was turned on watching his lean body standing at my ass, his eyes focused on positioning my cock toward my waiting hole. He fingered me quickly to ensure where the target was as the popper rush hit me. My body felt intensely warm, my heart beating faster, and my hole became greedy. I needed his dick in me. “Come on and fuck me.” He pressed the head against my waiting hole. His cock slid in easily —- a long, deep penetration that brought a groan from each of us. He didn’t waste time, getting right into a hot rhythm by pulling the sling back and forth so my ass was gliding up and down his long shaft. I took another hit of poppers, loving the sight of the young stud pleasuring himself inside my hole. He closed his eyes and kept working the chains to rock the sling back and forth. “You want my load, don’t you?” He asked. “Fuck yeah! You’re here to breed me.” He grinned. “Fuck yeah I am.” He leaned back and used the chains to leverage his weight and start thrusting his spear deeper. The chains started rattling louder below the sling. “Oh fuck! Fuck yeah! Pound my ass!” I took another hit of the poppers, this time sloshing some out of the bottle, but not caring. “Breed me! I want to feel that load inside!” “Fuck yeah. I’m gonna coat your guts.” I felt him turn that magic corner where he became focused on his own pleasure, the pressure rising inside nuts and swelling his cock as he got closer to cumming. “Oh fuck yeah!” he never stopped his long thrusts, but I felt his body quake as his dick was spurting in my hungry ass. I loved the mix of euphoria and that intense dick sensitivity that accompanies cumming. But he kept thrusting as my own dick erupted. We didn’t linger after we came. I rolled out of the sling while he stood there breathing hard. His long spear and my ass were both glazed with his cum. Within 5 minutes we were back in my car to drop him off before his dad arrived home.

I actually got an incredible amount of sex last year. It sounds weird to say, but between the start of March and mid-July, I got nothing. I was a good boy, but I was also pumped full of synthetics. One can imagine how horny I was at the end of it, and I lived in an area where we weren't hit too hard by the disease. Local hookups, however, just weren't easy - in fact, I think I had to go elsewhere for them. My partners were similarly prepared, and none of us got sick. When I reached Seattle, I was just off my steroid cycle, and climbing the damn walls. I actively pursued a detectable poz guy for a couple weeks until it was apparent that nothing would happen between us. If my housemate had a guest over, I fucked him. Then I started focusing on higher quality guys, and had some really amazing sex with them in the autumn. So far in 2021, I haven't had a drop of cum anywhere near my hole, nor have I shared mine with anyone. People around me are at a point where they are waiting until they get vaccinated before they'll commit to anything, even just meeting. It's kind of annoying, but I get it. Makes sense and is much safer that way. By summer, I expect I'll get more porn stuff to do, and all this nonsense will be over.

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

Moderator's Note: Sorry, you are right, of course. I totally forgot about those because I know nothing about them other than as you have observed your title changes at certain thresholds. Maybe @rawTOP can give us some insight about them.

This was so hot

I totally agree, i also would like to see some newer high quality verbal breeding. On a decent platform.

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.

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.

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

I was horny tonight, so instead of being picky I just went for the first available ass I could get. Hooked up with a 25 yr old guy. He was lean, dark hair and smooth. Not really my type but he had an ass I could nut in. I stopped by his apartment, and he was being shy so I pulled out my cock to get things moving along. He finally stopped the small talk and started sucking my cock. Once he was warmed up I told him to get undressed and I pulled him across my lap. I was rubbing his ass and giving him some swats. I could tell he was enjoying it so I began talking dirty to him, calling him a little slut and asking if he was gonna be a good boy for daddy. I could feel his erection on my thighs (he must have been around 9") I spit on his hole and started to open hiim up a little, all the while telling him how much I was going to enjoy fucking him until I nutted deep inside. He was humping my lap at that point, so I told him to go get on his bed in dog position. I stood behind him and lined up my cock with his hole, and started working it in before he could even mention rubbers. Once I was balls deep, I grabbed his hips and started fucking him good. He was tight and warm, and I'm telling him what a good little slut he's being for dad. As I'm getting close, I tell him to jerk his cock for me while I dump my load, and soon as I hear him cumming it triggers my nuts and I started to dump my poz seed deep in his hole. He's moaning and I'm still steady stroking my cock in and out, mixing my load all around. Finally my cock pops out, and I get the sweet view of my cum running out of his gaping hole. He rolls over and sits on the edge of the bed. I present my cock for cleaning, and he does one hell of a job. With my cock in his mouth, I tell him to enjoy my load in his hole- he earned it. I got my pants back on and he walked me to front door. Quick and done. I'll say if he isn't on preP or already poz, there's a damn good chance he'll be soon cuz that was a huge fucking load I dumped up his ass.

I am used to it as I have been known as a faggot and a slut and a cocksucker and a bareback bottom since highschool. everyone knows I take a lot of loads from a lot of different guys and most people know I'm a bareback gangbang bottom because I am not ashamed at all. I am proud of being a bareback fucktoy for gays, straight, bi, trans and anyone with a cock they wanna slide up my ass or down my throat. I don't care if people I know see me on the street dressed like the sluttiest t-girl whore, clearly looking to pick up strangers for raw anonymous fucks or laying in the bathhouse sling blindfolded taking load after load from anonymous strangers. its hard to shame a faggot who has no shame or pride.i am such a shameless whore I use closeup pictures of myself sucking strangers cocks as my profile pic and I stare into a camera and beg strangers to cum inside my sloppy fuckhole and tell everyone that I am a dirty whore who takes all loads from ANYONE.

Wear it sometimes. love this one, it has a stick on it that you put into your urethra so you can pee with it

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

wishing that was my ass!

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.

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

I’ve always fantasized about a daddy to fly me to his city so I can let him use me for extremely raunchy pig fun. When he picks me up from the airport Id hop in his truck and Enjoy the car ride that has been enhanced with the site of him stroking his 9.5 inch curved uncut cock. We’d first stop at a porn store to purchase a leather harness, metal cock rings, max load pills, and diff anal toys for my anal training. We’d both post ads and get on Grindr to let guys know that a father his flown his son in town for a weekend of raunchy pig perversion with hung tops that enjoy barebacking cumdumps. My dad said that he needs me to mentally prepare for a drug filled encounter and strive to be as nasty as possible. Id get cleaned up and ready so he could spend time using toys on my asshole. My dad wants my asshole to be loose and open for his friends and for strangers. We go to a bathhouse and he tells me that it’s time for my rush since his friends are on the way. He carefully finds my vein and instantly I cough and leak Precum while my mind begins to crave filth. I inhale poppers and feel someone behind me. My dad says fuck yea and I realize someone is emptying condoms in my ass. I love it and love that he’s eating it from my ass too. I suddenly feel a huge cock in me and look up to see 2 other men watching while stroking their huge cocks with metal cock rings. I love being a faggot and was so thankful to have a cock inside my ass while people watch. I continuously inhale poppers as men fill the room and watch a fathers son enjoy multiple loads of cum be dumped deep inside his ass and feel the next cock push it further in. Every time a new cock penetrates me, I here moaning and comments about how good the mixture of cum in my ass feels. My dad is the 11th cock to penetrate me, and his thick curved cock makes my ass fart. As he is slowly deep stroking my fun hole, he asks if I’m ready for more cum. I say yes thinking he’s gonna cum in me, but his friend walks in we a small cup of cum that was from another cumdumps ass. They pour the cum in me and my dad pushes it in. His friend puts his cock in my mouth and I can taste cum. After 3.5 hours my dad tells me that I’ve taken 18 loads. That’s when we pack up and leave to head to a sex party in an upscale condo downtown. With a buttplug holding all the cum in me, we arrive at a condo with floor to ceiling windows and 12 naked hung men. Me and two other bottoms enjoyed multiple tops taking turns fucking us and being filmed. Breeding cumdump porn and a 7” cock had my attention, and then I was told to hold still. Another slam and I was sent over the edge. At that time I was begging for two cocks in my ass. Two cocks soaked in cum were rubbing together in my loose asshole as I was being filmed. My dad told me he was so proud of me and that more cock was on the way. That night ended with me taking 42 loads. Dads, fly me to your city to enjoy a weekend of partying and raunchy fun. I refuse no loads and would love to show u how much I love being a faggot cumdump for groups of men in private or public.

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.

Obviously some guys are into this, but i don't get into being forced or bullied at all, it has the opposite effect on me. To me, any guy who has to use physical force doesn't know his real power. For me the most effective humiliation/degradation is what i perceive as "affectionate" or "matter of fact" behavior where the Top clearly understands the effect He has on His bottom and know how to elicit submission from him. For instance, piss. A top might force or bully a bottom to take his piss, but has he really gotten full submission? For me, the real power dynamic happens when a Top knows how to use His power and position to get the bottom to crave Him, His pleasure, in this case, His piss, to the point He will sincerely even beg for it. The Top can smile with understanding that He didn't just force His bottom to take something, but got His bottom to want and need it.

Jockstrap always, keeps my dick/chastity out of the way and ass open and accessable. Especially good for flagging as a cumdump in the right situations.

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 dated a guy into mpreg that made me gain weight and chug water so my belly would stick out

Chewbacca.

When I first started on prep I was sent to a doctor who did HIV care exclusively and the waiting room was filled with gay men. Many were chatting with each other which lead me to believe they all know each other. I got called in and was interviewed by a hot male nurse about my sexual habits, likes and dislikes, promiscuity, recent encounters, places I frequent, etc. I think the more I spoke, the more he got turned on and wanted to know more. Finally after about 45 minutes the interview was done and the doctor came in and saw me. He went over some of the information, talked to me about routine testing and follow up and prescribed my PREP treatment and I left. About a month later I was out at a club, it was late, like 1:45am and low and behold I get cornered by the nurse, who at this time was a little drunk. He told me how turned on he got about all the stuff I do and have done and told me I should call him because I'm just his kind of guy. We started talking and ended up going to his place and I let him have his way with me. After that, he made sure to check me in for follow up visits and I'd suck his dick once we got into the exam room. We hooked up a few times after that outside of the clinic but he was a whore and constantly looking for new action, but I still sucked his dick every time I went in for a follow-up. A year later I changed insurance and no longer went to that clinic.

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.”

I am a proper socialist but have a real fetish for right wing men. Skinheads, rednecks the lot. The more right, the better. The more verbal they are about it during , the better.

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 .

I usually daily wear briefs, Ill almost always wear jockstraps when hooking up though. I do occasionally wear them to the gym too (lots of stares : p ) Favorite brands are Aussie bum, c2ixst, Papi, Emporio Armani, niku and of course Andrew Christian.

low rise briefs mostly... sometiimes jocks or a sport thong

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