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I was bored at home and really wanted to breed an unsuspecting hole, so I loged in to an app that is famous among people with particular fetishes. I'm into roleplay, so that's what I was looking for. I started chatting with some guys but none of them were interesting. I was about to give up when this twink messaged me. We started talking and he told me that he had some deep dark desires. I gave him my personal number because I knew that was a guy that I could really take to my lair. But I soon found out that he was a virgin, so he was probably using the app just to jerk of. But I wouldn't give up and I planed something special to him. I started to share some of my light fetishes with him. I told him that I liked armpits and feet, and then he opened up, saying that he spent hours watching videos about it. This guy was only 18 but I could feel that he would become a perfect boy whore, I just had to help him. But I could not pressure it, so I took my time. Day after day, I started showing him new things. I introduced the guy to new stuff and sent him links of videos. He was loving it and so was I. We were talking for almost a month when I invited him to my place. I said that we would just chat and watch some videos. We discovered that we lived just a few blocks from each other and within minutes he was knocking on my door. The little guy was really nervous. "Hey, welcome, come in," I said. I had a playroom at the basement and we went there. He was gobsmacked when he saw my toys, but I was also feeling lust coming from him. "I invited you here because I want to show you some new videos I found," I said. "Couldn't you send me a link?," He asked. "Not for those particular videos, it's a really dark fetish that I did not know existed. The guys in those videos pretend that they have HIV and they play with that." "That's insane," he said. "Well, if you think about it, the other they we were talking about me peeing inside your guts. They just replaced the pee with the virus, it's kinda hot, trust me" I started slowly with a video of a guy getting fucked raw. It turned him on, I could see his hard dick through his trousers. Then I put another video, it was a pozzing one. The bottom was begging for the gift and the top was fucking him rough. Michael, my guest, was really turned one by that too. Be thought the guys in the video were just pretending, so he wasn't freaked out. By the end of the video, he was asking me for more and we watched a lot of porn. "Have you ever kissed a guy?," I asked him after we watched at least ten videos. "Not really," he said. "Do you wanna try?" He just nodded and then I grabbed him and started kissing this guy half my age. I think I was not only the first guy he kissed, I was the first person, because he had no experience at all. Being gay and young in a small town is not easy. I deepened the kiss and soon I was on top of him. This young tiny guy was really turning me on. "You are so hot," he said. "It's like a dream come true, this kiss is so good." "My cock is so hard right now, you are making me hard for you, babe," I said. "I-I want..." "You wanna suck on my fat dick?" "Y-yes," he said and blushed. I took my shirt and my trousers off, I wasn't using any pants. When Michael saw my dick, his eyes shined. He opened his mouth to say something but I didn't let him. The head of my cock entered his mouth before de could deny it. The little faggot was a natural cock sucker. He worked my shaft like a professional. I did not have to teach him anything because he took it good. "That's really good, boy. Do you like sucking dick?" He just nodded and kept on going. But I knew a blow job would not make me cum, so after some minutes I took my dick out of his mouth. "I think you were born to suck cock," I said. "But I also think you want some more, I know your fetishes. You wanna try something new?" "Yes," he said immediately. "Well, I only play safe, but since you are a virgin I know you are clean. We could play like in those videos we watched." "I don't know," he said. "It turned you on, you can't deny it. And I was turned on too. It's just roleplay, it will be fun. You know me already, you can trust me." "Maybe we can try, but please go slow" "Take your clothes off," I told him. While he was undressing, I took some lube and started spreading it on my cock. Michael was so innocent that I was almost telling him that I was really poz, that it was not pretending. Michael had a sweet little hole and I couldn't wait to knock him up. But first I rimmed him and put some more lube in his ass, working my fingers in and out. The little bitch was moaning the entire time. "You ready for this poz cock?", I asked him. "Yes," he said. "We are in a free space and you can say what you want, don't hold yourself. I'm going to fuck you, breed you and put my poz babies inside of you, is this ok?" "Yes, I want that, poz me up" "You are a little AIDS whore, aren't you?" I started making pressure and soon there was a pop, showing that my cockhead was inside him. He didn't even complain about the pain. "You see that little brown bottle by your side?," I asked. "Take it, open it and hit it two times in each nostril. It's just something that we use during sex to relax, it's not a drug. It will make things easier and better" He did as he was told and I went deep inside him. The guy did not complain, he just moaned as his guts embraced my cock. "I'm all in, balls deep," I said. "How is it? Do you like getting fucked?" "That's the best thing ever, I can feel every inch of your big poz cock inside me" "What do you want now?", I asked. "I want you to fuck me and cum inside me. Breed me and poz me" "Good boy." My cock was already leaking a lot of toxic precum inside this innocent guy and I was in heaven. That ass felt so good on my cock that I knew I would not take long to cum. He screamed loudly every time I penetrated him. My cock entered his ass hard and fast, my movement was fast and precise. I felt his ass tighten up the minute my dick came back, and I continued to put it on him, strong and violently. I felt his ass pulling me, it seemed that he did not want to let my dick out when he entered that way. After fucking him a lot, I took my dick out to relax a little bit and I saw his ass all red and swollen, but it kept pulsing. I put my dick in the entrance of his ass, and I saw that his ass kind of closed, so I started to press in the groin of his ass so that he could feel what he was holding. I asked: "Is everything okay there?" And he: "You're going really hard at ir, I don't know if I can take it anymore." I put him on his side, on the edge of the bed, positioned my cock and went back to fucking him. This time he screamed a lot more, loudly, but honestly I didn't care. I fucked him rough, without mercy. I slaped him on the butt and said: "You wanted my dick, didn't you? You asked for this big poz cock. Then take it! Little bitch. You wanted to be made a little girl, didn't you? Now handle it, AIDS whore". I was really into it, his ass squeezed the head of my dick, it killed me. He moaned a lot and made some very loud moans. I decided to finish, so I told him to lean against the wall and spread his legs. I just pointed to his ass and before penetrating him, I asked him to twerk with my dick inside his ass. He wiggled very tasty, my cock inside there was so hot. Feeling that ass of him squeezing and swallowing my cock was amazing. I gave him a few more slaps and said I was going to finish right there and breed him. I put my hands on the wall above him, made him lean against the wall and started pumping again. The fag went crazy there, feeling my hot body glued to his and dominating him. It didn't take long and he came on my wall, I didn't care much as I kept getting into it. His ass was so tight, hot and wet. I decided to come right there. "Breeding you now," I announced and told him to be quiet. "My poz seed is coming" I poured everything into him. How good it is to cum inside an ass... I like it a lot. I took it out and a lot fell on the floor, the sofa was right there and I decided to lie down for a while. He stayed there, half paralyzed, half not knowing what to do. "Come here," I said. "Was it good?" "Yes, it was amazing," he said. "But isn't it crazy? We said some dirty stuff here, but it turned me on". "That's the good part about having sex with someone you trust," I told him. "You can be yourself without holding back. I think you liked it a lot" "I did, mostly the part of the poz cum, it's kinda dangerous and hot". "I know you are into gang bang, you told me that. I have some friends that also like roleplay and they would come over now if I asked. Do you want it? I think you would really like it" "Right now?", he asked. "And they like to say those things about poz cum too?" "We can ask them to do this, it will be fun, it's just five or six guys and they are all like me, mid thirties and hung. It's one in a lifetime chance, take it or go home." "Well, you trust them and I trust you, so let's do this." "Good boy, you will be an awesome cumdump." I smiled at my little dumb bottom and started calling all my poz friends. I made sure that Michael heard me telling then that it was all pretend. Little did he know that he was about to meet some of the most poisonous guys in town.

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.

A couple of weeks ago, someone asked in the HIV Fetish forum if anyone had ever been approached with a line about joining The Club. I told my story there. As I thought about it, I decided to expand it into a story. I hope you like it. This is the first time I have written one. Back in the mid 1990s, I had been playing safe-only for a long time. I had taken bare cock from a couple of boyfriends and one really long-term fuck buddy, but I had never taken a stranger's cock bare. Even so, I wanted more cum in me badly. Those little tastes of bare cock just made me crave more. I was in my early 30s, and I started going to the video arcade at the adult bookstore. One day I was stroking to an older bareback porno in the ABS. I had my shirt pulled up so I could play with my nips, and I had my shorts down around my ankles. The city had made them take the doors off the booths and replace them with curtains which made it really easy to slip into a booth without the guy inside noticing. I head a voice say "hey." I looked up and saw a hot guy watching me stroke. I smiled appreciatively at the young, fit brown-haired stud. "You a bottom?" he asked. I stammered out some non-committal response, but my face was red and hot with embarrassment. "That's what I thought," he said. He stepped closer and began pinching my nips. What little resistance I might have had went out the door with that. He fished a hard 7 inches out of his pants. He let me suck it while he worked my nups. "Let me fuck you." I was turned on but a little scared about sex in a public place. "Um, I don't have any condoms," I said trying to be good. "Neither do I. I never use them." This surprised me. "Don't you worry about HIV?" He smiled reassuringly. "I belong to a special Club. Guys in this Club never have to worry about catching it because we only have sex with each other and special new guys we recruit like you. I know I won't catch it from you. Right?" "Oh no. I am negative for sure." I was intrigued and incredibly turned on at this point. "I would love to join. What do I have to do?" He smiled and said, "You have to let me fuck you now. Then I will go tell all the other members who are here, and they will come fuck you, too. I know I have seen several here already today. You just wait here and take their cocks and their cum. When enough club members have fucked you, you will get the formal invitation." That sounded too good to be true. Without much more consideration, I went for it. He knelt and lifted my legs spreading them apart. He gave me a quick rimming to loosen me up. Then he slid his spit-slick cock inside me. I groaned a little but did my best to take it well. I really wanted to be in this Club that would keep me safe always. I could tell he was really excited, too, but he did his best to make sure I enjoyed the fuck. In just a few minutes, he groaned and shot his load inside me. "That's a great start man. You just sit tight, and I will send the next guy from The Club in." Then he kissed me and left. I thanked him profusely. After just a few minutes, another man entered my booth. I couldn't believe my luck. I knew this hot daddy from around town. He was a short, muscular redhead who was rumored to have a huge cock. "I hear you are ready to join, " he said. "Yes, sir. Please fuck me, " I said as a leaned back on the seat and spread my legs. "He told me you were full of spunk, so we aren't wasting time on the preliminaries, " he said as he dropped his pants. A thick 9 inches of uncut meat popped up when he did. He pushed right into me with no lube not even spit. Even with my hole sloppy I felt his huge piece stretching and tearing into me. I took it gladly remembering how I had beat off fantasizing about this guy before. He fucked me long and hard. He shifted his angle to stretch me out and rub hard against my prostate. "This needs to hurt a bit, but I want you to enjoy it, too. Every day can be like this one once you join." I moned my agreement. Eventually he finished off in my hole, too. It felt like a huge load. "That's a fine piece of ass. You keep at it like this, and you will be in The Club in no time." I replied, "That's what I want." He pulled up his shorts and left. Over the course of the next few hours, seven more guys fucked and bred me. They weren't all as hot as the first two guys. One of them had a really small cock, and a couple of them looked a little sickly. But they were all eager to get me into the club. They each fucked me hard and bred me. I hoped I was doing a good job. I did my best to milk a load from each guy, and I thanked them for their help. Finally, the first guy came back in the booth. "Man, you did an excellent job tonight. I think you are well on your way to joining, but you have to take loads from more Clubmembers to be sure." I was disappointed. "When can I take more? What if you aren't here the next time I come in?" He smiled. "Well, you are about to get one more from me. Here's what you are going to do next time. Tell any guy who wants to fuck you that you are trying to join The Club. He will know what to do, and he will spread the word around. That way all the guys in The Club who are there that night will fuck you." That sounded good to me. He dropped his pants and slid back inside my puffy, used hole running with cum. As he pumped my ass he said, "I am so proud of how far you have come in one night. You were so shy the first time I came in here. I am going to give you my number. But I don't want you to call me until you have taken at least 50 loads from Club members. Will you promise?" I smiled and nodded. He pounded hard into me until he shot another load inside me. The next time I went to the ABS, I didn't see the guy who told me about The Club, but he was totally right. When I would tell any guy who was about to fuck me that I was looking to join The Club, he always knew just what I wanted. He would unload inside me and then tell all the other Club members there that night what I wanted. After just a few visits, I made it to 50 Clubmember loads. I still hadn't seen my buddy started me on my quest to join. I decided to call the number he gave me. When the local HIV hotline answered, I suddenly understood what Club I had been trying to join. But the hot guy who recruited me told the truth about one thing; after I got my "membership certificate" from the health clinic, I never had to worry about catching the bug again.

The 48th Birthday Now this isn’t fiction, this is the story of my Wife’s 48th birthday last year and the antics we both got up to over that weekend, I hope you enjoy a glimpse into our Relationship, which is one of open love and affection.... and fucking awesome sex. I’m abbreviating some of the names down to the First letter only... just for privacy reasons The Back story. My wife K and I have been together for a long time, coming up on 15 Years together, 10 of them Married which is why it was a surprise to her when I suggested that she start seeing other men... and I also would see other Men because i am Bi... which she jumped at after a little convincing. Within a few weeks she had all ready picked up her first regular fuck and bam... we shot off on our naughty adventures. That was 5 years ago... and her 48th birthday is coming up soon... The Birthday It’s October, her birthday is this weekend and we have managed to get rid of the kids so we can celebrate with a naughty weekend... but she had no idea how naughty it was going to be. Friday after work we got home, rested up then got ready to go out for a light dinner and drink before heading to our weekend Motel She gets dressed to the nines, sexy bra and panties, nice black dress over her beautiful body, ready for a naughty weekend, I dress smartly enough knowing that the clothes are staying on me for a little while longer than her.... We head out, a little Italian place on Russell st, have a glass of wine and a snack, before winding up and getting back into the car, winking as we warm each other up.... me grinning even more as we approach the Motel. As we park I give her a massive kiss and say I’m going to the bottle-o to grab some more drinks for the night ahead... meet you up at room 8 in 20 minutes.... to which my lovely wife smiled and agreed... getting out of the car and wiggling her arse to me as she did.... and she starts walking up to the room... I drive down and pick up some drinks, plenty of drinks... way more than needed for 2 people, and head back to the motel, not rushing... knowing that’s she is in good hands all ready. I get back and park the car, and walk up to the room, bags of food and drink in hand, and walk steadily up to Room 8. I pause outside the door... listening to the gasps and moans coming from inside... and I politely knock on the door. The door swings open.... opened by a very naked man, G her regular fuck Buddy who has a massive hard cock and he smiles at me... come in come in he says... your gonna want to see this. I passed him... brushing his cock lightly as I did, earning a twitch from him as I did so... and I move towards the back of the room... where i see a group of naked men huddled around the bed... and my wife on the bed being fucked... and fucked hard... cock in hand mouth and arse.... I see at least 6 naked men... thrusting in and out.... rubbing their cocks and getting ready to swap out her holes... my wife being shared by all... no rush.... no urgency... just pure lust. I instantly go rock hard watching the display in front of me, and I drop to my knees and pop Gs cock in my mouth to suck for a minute... taking it deep in my mouth I let him grab my head and start fucking it.... big strands of spit and sweat forming around my mouth. I glance up at him and smile... get back up and get ready to leave, glancing back at her... she is in safe hands. I glance back at G, nod to him... and walk back to the front door to get MY weekend started... I had plans of my own as well. Continues in Part 2 Coming soon

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? 😊

On Sunday I was really horny for cock, and found a Grindr hookup, went to the hotel knowing I was going to get his load, when I got to there and knocked on the door he opened the door and pulled me in quickly, told me to strip and lay face down, suddenly the bathroom door opened and 4 other guys came out naked and pushed me down as the took turns destroying my hole, they fisted me, fucked me and loaded me up and pissed all over me, and throw me out of the hotel naked, I had to make a mad dash to the car, my hole used and abused, was pretty pissed off to begin with, but now I want to have it happened to again, My hole is still sore but wow did they go through me.

(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." "

The below is a work of fiction. Any similarity to things that have happened at conventions I have attended are, of course, purely coincidental 😉 I was at a convention and getting seriously blue balled. Anyone who's been to that kind of thing understands what I mean. Boys who are flaking, boys who get distracted, and of course, lots of boys who say yes to you, but also what to say yes to someone who's more famous or handsome so they keep you on the back burner until they finally get rejected and neither one of you go away happy. So as you can imagine, I was getting kind of frustrated, and even though I'd already had sex six times that weekend, I was looking for lucky number seven. After all, this convention was being held in a state known for liking gambling and taking risks. 😉 I was going through all of the telegram chats and other messaging services to see if I could find someone, and much to my surprise, they found me. They saw that I was posting ads and dick pics in various chats and wanted to approach but they were more than a little shy and scared. That's fine, furries usually are shy creatures, but the rewards are always worth it. so we began to chat, and I found out why he was so shy: he was HIV positive. this isn't exactly an unexpected thing in the fur fandom, lots of boys are HIV positive, and it's generally well accepted, but that doesn't mean that you are guaranteed to get laid. After all, a lot of people are squeamish about banging a boy is HIV positive, even if he is medicated. And this boy revealed to me that, because his health insurance had been cut off, he had been going un medicated for a while. I'd be lying if I said that didn't cause me any concern. After all, I also wasn't able to get medication due to my insurance being absolute garbage, but the more I talked, the more confident I felt about rolling the dice. The boy was just way too cute to pass up, as well as way too horny. I'm pretty sure I could have talked to this kid into anything, and it's not like I'm going to turn down a hot young 19-year-old plaything without a very good reason. We agreed to meet on two conditions. One, both of us would be wearing our suit heads, and we would not take them off until he left my hotel room. Additionally, unless we clicked, we wouldn't get up to thing. And lastly, I was not to talk to his mate about this at all, because his mate was concerned the boy might get a reputation as being something of a spreader. Even if I was walking into this trap with my eyes open. If this was a movie or a story I'm sure we would have had an extended conversation about what was going on in his life and assessing the risks and seeing what we were both comfortable with. But that's not real life, and when this cute coyote boy wearing nothing but his suit head and paws and a jock strap showed up at my door started wagging the tail that he had attached to that job strap at me, I immediately threw him over on the bed and began pounding him. I didn't care if he was infected or not, I didn't care that he had that sort of beautiful wastrel body that some guys get when they've been dealing with the disease unmedicated for a while, all I care is that he was an extremely attractive, extremely willing, and extremely hot piece of ass. I had originally intended to spend only a short time with him, just enough to get to know him, pump and dump, and then send him out the door. But to this day I have never had a partner loved cock as much as he did. After I finished pounding his ass the first time, he shoved my dick into his first suit muzzle and gave it a good cleaning, then all but dragged me into the bathroom begging for me to piss on him. then more oral, more anal, back to the bedroom for anal and a different position, I was pounding his ass like it owed me money until after 2 hours I was so physically exhausted that neither one of us could get me up and going again. It took almost 2 hours for us to both calm down and recover enough to where he could sneak back off to do whatever else he was doing, with his mate and his friends ideally none the wiser. Although I can't help but think they would have noticed the smell. In any event, he made me promise never to tell anyone, never to tie it to his name, and also to never see him again. At least, not until I was either medicated or HIV positive myself, as he felt very guilty about potentially infecting me. I'd be lying if I said I didn't give a shit, let's just say there was some harrowing and anxious waiting for the next couple of weeks while I waited for a negative test to come back, which it did, but I almost didn't care at that point. Whatever had led him to become HIV positive had also instilled with him a sexual lust and ability that I've not experienced before or since. This kid loved having sex the way a man dying of thirst loves water or a starving dog loves a decent meal. It was all passion and animal instinct. Him always knowing what he wanted, and making sure I knew how to give it to him. And of course, him lavishing praise on my person and my body and my sexual prowess, and making sure I got plenty of feedback about what a good time he was having. We haven't talked since, in fact I'm not even sure how I would be able to get in touch with him at this point, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't rub one out thinking about him on a regular basis. I never saw his face, and he never saw mine, and we never even exchanged the names we use within the fandom. But God damn, I just hope that boy is out there somewhere, he would be 21 now, giving some other hot top the ride of their lives.

An experienced bottom should be able feel a good tops breeding unless he is a quick cum. It's the increased tempo of his thrusts, the deep penetration, the pulsing cock, the sound of his breathing and maybe just maybe his roar "Take my load bitch"

During 2020, I took 305 loads during 2020, from over 200 different guys. So far in 2021, I've taken 87 loads from around 60 different guys.

I'm currently in the UK, but spent most of 2020 living in the US. I'm going to risk the likely criticism (it's best to be honest when replying to a topic I started!) and admit that I've continued hooking-up to much the same extent as pre-Covid. Not trying to say that this is ethically the most defensible position, but there we go. I will note that I don't have any particular carer responsibilities for elderly parents or others who are medically vulnerable, which is an understandable reason why many have changed their habits. As a regular attendee at group sex events, this has changed for me, in the sense that the regular official parties and bathhouses are closed. But I haven't had any difficulty finding quite a few unofficial/"underground" events to attend in both the US and UK. These aren't advertised, you have to be invited, but I know a few guys in the porn industry who have contacts for these types of parties. One thing that is notable is these underground parties seem to be a lot piggier and hardcore than the typical official event prior to Covid - possibly selection bias that it's mainly the most piggy guys that are still attending things like that? Also, at least in the US, the extent to which underground events are happening seems to vary a LOT by city and state.

For me this answer is maybe 50% of the time. As a good CumDump I almost always know when they are coming based on the thrusting, shaking, and sound they make. On the inside it’s harder, but frequently feel the throbbing of their penis as it’s emptying his load inside me. Being an experienced load taker, I’m focused on feeling it inside. For the larger cocks, yes I feel the tops sperm hitting the walls of my rectum!!! LOVE IT ALL!!!

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.

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.

Anyone want to send me used condoms filled with cum. It can be yours. Found condoms from bathhouses, poz cum whatever. I’ll video myself sticking the cum up my ass and send to you. Let me know I’ll Dm my addy.

(This is the 1st story I've written I hope you enjoy.) I was 19 and finally out of the small town I grew up in and just moved in with my boyfriend with whom I had recently lost my virginity. At 38 years old and 150 pounds, he was much older, as well as somewhat heavier. Oh, and his cock was very thick and 6.5" long. In contrast I was a 19 years old, tall, thin twink with a 7.5" cock and very tight, hairy ass. We fucked alot, always bareback, but always the same position: I was on my stomach and he would plow my tight little ass for about five minutes and dump his load in me. That was his normal routine when it came to sex. He wasn't very open minded about trying anything other than our normal position, let alone anything kinky. I was young horny and curious about everything so I started exploring on my own. First I went out and got some piercings. My boyfriend was a little wierded out when I got my nipples pierced and not happy at all when I pierced my cock - not that it mattered, because he would never let me top. Since my boyfriend was such a prude, I took matters into my own hands to explore my sexual desires. While he was away on a business trip, I discovered some online chat rooms. The internet was still very new back then. I started chatting with guys about various fantasies and desires and discovered I was really turned on by things like rimming, watersports, and fisting, so I started hooking up with guys anytime my boyfriend was out of town. I always fucked and got fucked raw, and I also tried out some of my kinky fantasies and loved them, but there was one thing that slowly started to turn me on over time, namely the thought that one of the guys I've played with could poz me. I knew the risk of having my ass filled with cum, but it still made my cock rock hard anytime I would speculate if the guy who had just loaded my hole was poz. I started looking for poz men in the chatrooms and I found a hot older man, Mike, who was 160 pounds of poz muscle with a hot six inch pierced cock and lots of tattoos. He had no hangups with fucking a young little negative boy like me. He was the perfect man with whom to start my bug chasing journey. The first time was so hot. I showed up at Mike's apartment and my cock immediately got a raging hard on when I saw him. He answered the door wearing only an old cum and piss stained jockstrap. He was much hotter than his pics. There wasn't really any small talk. He just led me downstairs towards his bedroom. By the time we reached his room, all my clothing had already been ripped off. We we kissing and licking every part of each other's body. His arm pits were amazingly sweetest tasting and were deodorant free. I love a man who smells and tastes like a man. I rimmed him and then he rimmed me, lubing my young fuckhole very well with his spit. He lifted my legs in the air, looked me straight in the eyes, and asked "Do you really want my poz cock and load in you?" I replied "Yes! Fuck me and give me your poz seed!" With that, Mike, slid his raw, pierced, and poz cock up my hole in one stroke using only his spit for lube. I had never been fucked by a pierced cock before and both his cock and the ring felt great, rubbing against the walls of my ass. He fucked me like there was no tomorrow, telling me "Take my dirty pierced cock!" and "I'm gonna deposit my toxic load deep inside of your sweet negative ass!" and "I will be a part of you forever!" I loved it! I was in absolute heaven. He fucked me for at least an hour. Yelling nasty depraved comments the entire time. I could tell he was getting close as he was fucking me harder and faster. Then he yelled "Take my poz cum!" At that moment he shoved himself as deeply into my ass as possible. I could feel his cock spasming, flooding my ass with his poz cum. Mike gave me a long, passionate, spit-filled kiss. He lay on top of me with his cock still in me for a few minutes untill he slid out. It was an amazing fuck that just turned me into more of a bug chaser. I went back online and searched for more poz cock every time my boyfriend was out of town. I also would go to the local bath house and take all loads offered. I turned into a total poz cum slut. As time progressed I started arranging hook-ups with poz guys even while my boyfriend was in town. I would go get my ass pumped full of poz jizz and come home to him. I don't know if he knew I was out being a cum slut or not. Years went by without getting tested. I must have taken at least a thousand loads from hundreds of men. I just kept hunting out nasty poz cum untill I was at the doctor for a routine exam and he realized I was gay and then asked if I wanted an HIV test. I got the test done and a week later got a call to come back in. The doctor informed me I was poz and immediately started me on meds. My relationship ended with the boyfriend, which didn't really bother me since he was so conservative and vanilla. I thoroughly enjoyed the ride of my life: becoming the poz slut I was meant to be.

Sometimes when a top is deep in my arse feel the pulse of spunk being unloaded savior the moment before rocking back on his cock so that the spunk gets fucked deeper in my hole then clench my arse mussels as he withdraws keeping the spunk in my arse ready for the next cock

As a larger dude I get a lot of attention from admirers and encouragers (of the belly variety) and I dabble in it from time to time. I'm on Grommr quite a lot. Check it out for sure - although it can be quite kooky. I find lots of smaller but dominant tops there who love really pounding my big slutty ass.

There is something hot about trim ex jocks putting on 30-50 pounds. There is a whole weight gaining community ( both muscle and fat and usually both). Take a look at Grommr.com. There is a mixture of weight gainers, encouragers and their admirers. This fetish is bigger ( ha) than you think. Good luck

This is the best story here and I don't want more, I need more.

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

After a month and a half of daily use, Terry had begun hanging out with me more outside of sex, though none of the friendship or fun ever dulled his harsh attitude during sex. My hole had adapted to his plug, and an upgrade hed gotten me, and now when he shoved himself inside of me the pain lasted seconds before I was a molten pile of fucktoy moaning in ecstacy. I yearned for him every hour he was away. and sometimes when we were hanging out watching tv id just lay at his feet sucking his cock lightly for hours at a time. I realized I was hopelessly in love with him, that he truly owned my body. One afternoon Terry had not showed up, and I had started to get horny and sad, since it looked like I wouldnt see use today, but suddenly I heard keys in my door. Id been naked the entire day, so I quickly got in position on my knees in the entry. My excitement changed when I saw it was not Terry coming in my door, but a stranger. He wasnt super tall, maybe 5'10, older than Terry, prob in his late 50s or early 60s. He had a mostly grey beard, a bit of a gut, and was looking at me like meat. He tossed Terry's key on the ground, dropped his sweatpants to the ground and freed an impressive cock, it wasnt as long as Terry''s, prob just over seven inches, but it was THICK, and beneath it hung some of the biggest nuts I had ever seen in my life. My brain didnt need to process anything, with day after day of the exact same routine the fact that it wasnt terry didnt even occur to me as an issue. less than 20 seconds after walking into my apartment unannounced this total stranger had his cock buried to the balls down my throat, and was pumping my face hard. I started to choke and sputter, since he was so thick it stretched my throat. He pulled me back and put a poppers bottle under my nose. as so often happens in these scenarios I was gasping, so my pulls of the bottle were massive, right before he took it away and resumed. Terry had face fucked me alot, though he was usually a bit careful, knowing his length. Whoever this man was didnt give a shit, he treated my mouth like a pussy, fucking it like he hated me. Saliva was dribbling out of my mouth like a faucet and it was all I could do to just survive it. I ran both my hands over his giant nuts as he began to slow down, I could feel urgency in his pumps, I knew he needed to nut. He yanked his cock out of my throat and kneeled down, I was confused on what he wanted but he just wanted an angle to grab my throat. He was merciless, he grabbed my throat at a wrong angle and strangled me brutally as he lifted me to a standing position. What hed done inside my throat only made it worse. He pushed me face first against the wall and then smacked his palm hard onto the base of the plug in my ass. OW Grabbing ahold, he pulled the plug out in one motion, torturing my ring, then aimed his cock and buried it. I was proud that I felt no pain, having already been stretched so much. He shoved himself balls deep, and kept a viselike grip on me, forcing me to stay fully impaled. He didnt thrust at all, but I was in heaven. My body writhed, my hips rolled and While he stayed immobile I made love to his fat cock. I moaned like a porno as I fucked myself onto him. With no warning he suddenly pulled halfway out, and pumped hard, I felt his fat cock tense up and with it buried fully I even felt that knot work its way up to blow a huge nut directly into my guts. I came hard, blasting cum against the wall, and a few seconds after we both finished he pulled out. He pushed me down to my knees and pressed my face against the wall, I instinctually licked up my own cum, and right after he began rubbing his cummy cock on my face, using my cheeks to wipe it clean. Once he was satisfied he put his pants back on and left, having never said a word.

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

sometimes I just stick my open mouth or my lubed up hole to the hole and wait for the guys to slide their cock in and start using my body to jerk themselves off so I never even see the guys cock, I just take it and his load

Got loaded by 2 different tops this weekend and both took a long time to cum. Finding that I don't like it when guys take a long time to cum. I don't necessarily want a quickie, but I also don't want to get fucked for an hour to get loaded. How do others feel about or deal with this?

This question is for tops and bottoms. when two men meet at a GloryHole, the top usually pulls out his cock and presents it right through the GH. Almost immediately the bottom gets on his knees to start sucking... how do you guys know how to go on from here? some tops want to be serviced to cumpletion (oral only). Other tops expect the bottom to turn around and position his hole against the GH. What signs do you send out to make sure the one on the other side of the wall clearly understands what is expected...

I prefer when the bottom doesn't get hard while getting bred because all concentration and feeling is centered in his cunt. I like his soft cock flopping around as he is getting rough fucked. I especially like the ones who can't even remember the last time they shot a load because it's all about their pussies - but, once in awhile accidents do happen and I end up fucking the cum out of the cock and sperm whore.

A sub faggot is nothing more than a warm hole for Men like Me to unload in. So calling the hole “pussy” is an upgrade.

Ive seen that before. So hot haha. While im currently plowing a burrito in my face

I don't mind what the top want to call it as long as he breed me deep I'm happy.

As a long term bottom, I can tell you it’s not normal. You need to be checked. If it was me I would do the following in this order; 1) get an STI test. 2) go see my doctor. Bleeding for days after sex and/or playing with your dildos is not normal. You may have torn the skin inside and every time you play u open it up. Or it could just be an internal hemorrhoid. It could be something more serious. Please see your doctor so you can continue to have fun and maybe we get to see you in future porn!!!

This is an interesting thread, so many good thoughts and opinions. For me as a CumDump, I take any cock and any top that wants to breed me. For me it’s about getting that cock inside me, feeling it, and getting the load, so my preference is pump-n-dump, BUT, BUT is always about the top and his pleasure. If he goes long I let him use my hole. I’m on my knees ass up, head down. There have been times when a top is going long, and it’s just sort of an average sized cock, boring fuck, my mind wanders to other things; when is the next top stopping by, my grocery list, that work meeting I have the next day, what am I watching tonight, I need to call my dad tonight, etc., etc., while the top keeps fucking. I try to help them, squeezing my hole, moving my ass and if I get the appreciative grunts from the top I keep doing it. Though for the huge cocks that stretch me, hurts slightly, if they go long, I just accept it and let them play in my hole. It’s always about the top and I comply. I cannot remember ever telling a top that he’s taking too long. I have had long fucking tops at the baths or at the Slammer in LA fucking me when I’m on the fuckbench, succumbing to peer pressure when guys standing around want their turn and think the tops taking too long. But I would never tell a top he’s taking too long...it’s not in my nature. I like what one top guy said above, “loads aren’t given, they’re earned.”

The pandemic screwed my plans up but it also was a gift, at least in a way. In late 2019 I decided to become a no loads refused bottom. I wanted to try to hook up with at least 10 different guys a week for all of 2020. The pandemic put a stop to that. But before the lockdown I'd started hooking up with my now bf and his two roommates. So when everything stopped, I limited myself to sex with them and it turned out to be the best sex of my life. Now I'm 100% owned by my boyfriend and he passes me around to his roommates. When things were easing up for a while he started having some of his boys come through and stroke my ass out for me in addition to his roommates. But that stopped when the numbers started spiking again. Once we all get vaccinated though, he's assured me that he'll start passing me around to his boys again.

Breeding slutty boy hole although no proof thereof in the clip

My parents are both elderly and have been shielding. Since I do their shopping etc for them I was in their support bubble but to minimise any risks to them (especially as my mother has leukemia) I have abstained completely. Except for one hookup between the first and second lockdowns last summer. (If you hadn't guessed, I am in the UK). Haven't had a cock near me in months and months. Not a single load yet in 2021!

Is it really a matter of choice for most of us? I don't think so - it is a journey you take from losing your virginity to become a slut and a cumdump. It doesn't happen overnight. The more you get fucked the more the urge to get more cock and seed comes into play for most. You just end waiting for the next cock and load. The sheer pleasure you get from getting fucked and bred makes you want more and more and the journey is never complete. It becomes a lifestyle.

God, I can't help it- I nutted pretty quick to this one. ❤️ I'm halfway tempted to write a fictional furry poz smut piece now.

How can i forget him, i was so nervous, horny like hell and scared at the same time. i wasn't on prep back then and i had chosen i had to lose my anal virginity raw. he loaded me up like a whore when i said him that a condom wasn't required. afterwards i was terrified for weeks that I had contracted HIV from him 😂. can laugh about that now

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

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

I am in sw Virginia and have a lot to lose, but I am willing to be fucked anywhere to prove to everyone that I am indeed a faggot

I'm sorry, but I might be in the minority on this. Yeah, an hour is a while! However, I've also topped, and there's been a few bottoms that REPEATEDLY kept asking, and I swear to god, it was EVERY 15-20 seconds..."ya gonna cum?" Over and over. That incessant hounding can shut tops off, it did me. I was into him, but that didn't help my fucking.

Yeah, I remember my stepdad.

PART 9 I did get some sleep, but definitely not a ton. When I started this, I said I’d tell the truth, and the truth was that I was really conflicted and felt a lot of guilt. Guilty that I did it. That I wanted to do it again. That it felt so good. And Tom, it was like he had this power over me. I mean even last night after I had practically just cum at his place, I was home jerking off reliving what had just happened. But there I was at 11:00, totally showered and clean and feeling, well, a need. Tom smiled and let me in the door, pinning me against the wall as soon as the door closed. “Damn, I had plans to try to be slow, but you just drive me crazy my sexy little boy. Let’s get upstairs and get you naked and let’s give that little boy pussy the attention it needs,” he whispered sexily. It took me perhaps only five seconds to climb the staircase, shedding my clothing immediately upon entering the playroom door. Tom likewise allowed his robe slip off, showing me that tall thin body that I thought was so sexy. His cock was already more than half hard. Not surprisingly the passion and the moment was hitting me intensely, particularly as Tom was stroking himself, using a hypnotic rhythm. That gorgeous giant cock. He didn’t have to ask or direct me. There was no hesitation at all. I slid onto my knees, opened my mouth wide to receive his cock head. Did I think of HIV when I saw the bead of precum coming out of of his slit? Yeah I did. and I also recognized that, even knowing Tom was poz, I couldn't stop myself from liking up his pre-cum. And I savored it. And I just wanted more. I just knew that whatever else, I wanted more of Tom. And I lost myself in a cocksucking lust.

Wow, I would love to hear more about you getting fucked by arabs etc.

We were all laying back together on the couch, taking a much needed breather and drinking water and Gatorade to stay hydrated. Trevor had greedily taken Daddy's ass-cum-and-piss-soaked cock into his mouth as soon as Daddy had pulled out after adding his chem piss to the two loads of POZ cum in the bottom's ass. Just like the tweaked out piggy boi he was there was no hesitation when I told him to clean Daddy's cock. He quickly spun around on his knees and started lapping at Daddy's thick wet dick like a dog lapping at his own nuts! Doing so had given me a perfect view of his sweaty hairy red boihole, the lips puffy from the back to back fucks he had just received from Daddy, and trickles of cum and piss pooling at the center of those lips. I bent forward, giving in to my own piggishness, burying my face between this young boi's sweet hole and began running my tongue around his leaking pucker, tasting the combined nectar there. His natural taste mixed with Daddy's cum and piss - with which I was very familiar - made it hard to stop. But I knew I needed to let the cum soaking inside him STAY inside him and do it's work. Now as we reclined on the couch touching each other's bodies and playing with nips and balls, Daddy turned the pig bottom's attention to the big screen TV which had been playing porn the entire time. The scene that was showing was of a young blond boi about Trevor's age with 2 hard bodied and hard dicked daddys one a hairy sexy white daddy with pierced nipples and the other a gorgeous smooth black Adonis with a dick that looked to be over 9 inches, thick and hard and wet with the young guy's spit. The ebony god's cock was withdrawn from the sucking mouth as white daddy fed the boy a couple of big hits from the pipe. "Ever had a black dick, pig", Daddy asked our boi as we watched the hot scene. "Once, it's been a couple years ago", Trevor answered as he himself took a hit as he was offered a newly packed pipe. "How was it?", I asked. "Did you like it? Was he as huge as that guy in the video?" Trevor exhaled a dick hardening perfect white cloud before answering. "I loved it bro! He wasn't AS big but almost and damn fat too! He fed me two thick loads of cum before he had to leave. Tried to connect with him a couple times after that but never could." Daddy turned Trevor's face to him and shotgunned the hit he had just taken into the pig's receptive mouth. I knew that even though we were taking a break Daddy was determined to keep the pig's high constant. As Daddy pulled back from the shotgun and looked into Trevor's dark pupils he said, "Bet a big black cock like that would feel real good in your boipussy now that you know how great getting fucked can be. Don't you think so?" Trevor blew out another cloud of smoke and coughed hard. "Damn Daddy! I don't think I could take anything that big! He's so fucking HUGE!!" Daddy pressed the point, planting the idea and desire in Trevor's tina controlled mind. "But I bet you'd try, wouldn't you? If a cock like that was here and offered to you, give you some more tina, and you'd be ready to feel that big beautiful black shaft opening you up. Am I right boi?" Daddy asked with a leering grin. Trevor shuddered in a combination of desire and fear. "Maybe", he finally half whispered. Then, "Oh damn it would feel incredible I bet!" Daddy chuckled as he ran a rough fingertip across Trevor's exposed hole, making him close his eyes and moan in pleasure. "No telling what will happen this weekend, boi. Your daddy and bro want to give you so much (he gave me a knowing smirk when he said this!), and explore all your darkest hottest fantasies. Some you may not have even admitted to yourself," he finished saying as he slid his thick finger into our pig's wet warm hole. "OOOOOOOOOO, daddy. That feels so good. MMMMM. Play with your boi's hole." "I will boi. Look at that kid on the screen. He is loving that big black cock in his mouth!" Trevor opened his eyes to watch and moaned again as Daddy slid a second finger inside him. "You see that tattoo on that black fuckers belly boi? Just above his pubic hair?" Trevor fixed his eyes on the screen again as we all took in the sight of the red scorpion standing out clearly against the black skin it was painted on. "Yes, daddy, I see it", he spoke softly and hesitantly. Daddy smiled at me over Trevor's head as I moved the bag of tina shards next to him. "Do you know what it means?" he asked as he withdrew his fingers from the pig's wet hole and dipped them into the bag of tina. "Oh, Daddy! Please! Don't stop! Please put them back in me!" "I am boi. Here", and he slid his tina coated fingers back into the hungry hole, causing a loud moan of delight to escape his lips. "Oh yeah, daddy. That's it. Thank you! It's burning a little bit though, but still feels so good". "That's probably because your hole's a little tender from getting fucked the first time. Let daddy use his fingers to massage it and it'll feel real good in a minute." Daddy is such an evil fucker!! My cock was throbbing so hard! "MMM. yes, daddy. It's feeling good. It's feeling real good." "Told you boi. Trust what daddy tells you. I'm here to make you feel good. Now you didn't answer me before. Do you know what that tattoo means?" Trevor looked from Daddy's face back to the screen where now the black stud was behind the white twink lining up his bare cock with the hairless hole. "Yes, Sir. It means he's pos...positive. HIV." Trevor breathed out the last word quietly but almost reverently. "Does that scare you boi? Does it turn you on? How's it make you feel?", as he continued fucking his fingers in and out of the horned up boi's hole. Before Trevor could answer we all watched as the black toxic dick began sliding into the twink's lubed up hole. The boi in the video arched his back and cried out, "Fuck YESS!! Fuck me with that black monster Daddy! Fuck your boi with your Big Black POZ cock! Oh gawd yes....do it!!" "OH Fuck!" Trevor blurted out. "That is so damn hot! Yeah do it daddy. Fuck your boi with your big black poz cock!" Daddy rammed three fingers all the way inside Trevor's hole at these words as we both leered at each other and Trevor moaned, watching the POZ sex on the screen and feeling daddy's fingers inside him. He was talking to the black daddy on the screen caught up in the moment but we both knew he was almost ready! And daddy and I were ready to start round two!!

Until death do us part (story a cheating boyfriend) – Part 02 I can’t deny it: over the next couple of days I thought a lot about Dante and his sweet little ass. Although he was interested in my cock, he seemed to be troubled with the idea of betraying his partner, so if I was going to empty my balls, I knew I would have to be very careful in approaching him. Still, I could not wait for our second date. Thursday came I found the little angel seated on a bench, dressed in his white puma training suit, apparently watching for me. He looked so innocent, and when he saw me he arose, walked towards me to greet me. “Hey there,” he said, adding “It is good to see you again” as his gaze wandered down to my crotch and up to my face again. “I am happy to see you too, as you can see” I replied, taking a good grip of my crotch. My dick had been hard for the entire drive to meet Dante. “So what’s the plan?” he asked and looked around as if he was uncomfortable to be here at this public place. “Depends on you. I just know I need to open my pants real soon. My dick is already hurting, if you know what I mean,” I smirked. “I can see. Your pants are too tight, or your cock is too big,” Dante commented, licking his lips with repressed excitement. "Why don’t we just drive around for a while? We could drive downtown and drink some coffee,” I suggested. “No! No coffee…. not downtown! My boyfriend thinks I'm with my best friend, buying stuff for her new apartment” he explained. So he lied to his boyfriend again about the two of us meeting. If he had a clear conscience, he wouldn’t have to lie to his man, but he was craving for my cock. He wanted to feel my cock break through his pussy, piercing up his cunt. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but it was definitely inevitable. “Driving around is nice…. maybe you know a parking lot, where we can talk a bit, while sitting in the car” he suggested.. ‘Yeah…. doing some dirty talk, you bitch’ I thought. “Sure do…. let’s go” I answered flashing a smile at him. We got into my car but before we left I told him how stunning he looked to day and how much I liked his scent. He smiled at me and told me he didn’t wear any cologne as his boyfriend was allergic to almost everything. “Really. Then your scent is overwhelming. I have never experienced something like this before, but just smelling you makes me hot,” I purred. Without asking for permission I leaned over into his space and sniffed at the side of his neck, murmuring “Awesome,” although in truth there was nothing special about his scent. But he was flattered and I knew this would open the door to his cunt sooner or later. Dante giggled and on purpose he touched my bulge and searched for the tip of my cock, pressing through my jeans fabric and softly massaged my cockhead, even as he moaned "Not here...." He couldn’t see my evil grin. I started the engine and we left the church parking lot. Dante didn’t look at me. He had only eyes for my bulge and he kept touching it with such a passion. I thought for a few seconds, and decided on a remote location with which I was familiar. We didn't exchange a single word. I drove, and he played with my cock. Half an hour later we drove onto a deserted parking area of a factory which was long closed down. After I stopped the engine I turned to Dante and asked if he was alright. “I am not sure, if this is right, what we are doing” he told me softly. “What are we doing?” I replied. “You know. I came here to get fucked by you,” Dante admitted. “Really? Wow…. I mean, I was hoping you would open up to me eventually, but I never thought today would be the day.” I played the stupid. “Yeah, I even brought lube with me,” he showed me a small tube. The whore was prepared. Nice change of things. Who would have thought that this true and loyal boy would spread his legs on the second date. Giving him my most serious look, I replied "I was also hoping things would eventually develop between us, but this is a new situation for me too, especially since I also love my boyfriend." Of course I was just playing him up, and my 'confession' was entirely a lie. “We don’t have to rush this, Dante,” I suggested, giving him a warm smile. He had not once stopped playing with my dick (through my jeans), and it seemed as if the buttons of my fly would explode off of their own accord, so I asked "Mind if I open-up my jeans please? It really hurts," almost begging him. “Please, let me,” he politely replied. “Of course, baby,” I answered with a smile as I crossed my arms behind my head and leaned back. Dante opened my pants easily. In no time my nine incher proudly protruded out of my jeans. He started to jack me off slowly again and from time to time he licked over my cockhead. For a couple of minutes I let him have his way, but then I stopped his jacking motions. He looked at me questioning. “Listen Dante, the first time I saw you, I knew I wanted to be with you. But we are both not free and you got a bad conscience and I feel the same way about my lover, but I don’t want to be jacked off by you only. If we want to have sex, then we got to do it the right way," I said, reiterating my earlier point. “I am not ready to be fucked,” Dante gulped. “That’s okay… it’s okay baby… you can suck me - at least at the beginning,” I murmured as I caressed him. “That’s really okay for you? You are not mad at me or something?” he asked, an element of trepidation in his voice. “No…. it is okay. It is only important that you enjoy sucking my cum out of my balls and that you swallow it all…. can you do this for me?” I asked with what I thought would pass for loving eyes. “I am not so much into swallowing and so… you know, I don’t know you for a long time. I am scared of diseases,” he sighed. ‘Tough’ I thought, but I knew if I would force him now, he might be scared like a little flower. And I wanted to fuck him unsafe. To rip him open with my cunt basher and mix my semen with his blood in a bad and hard assfucking. “I can understand that. But my last test was negative. What about yours?" Of course I didn't tell him my last negative test was several years in the past. He swore it was the same with him, but still he needed time. ‘Oh fuck’ I thought, but undeterred suggested “Listen…. why don’t we get in the back of the car and talk about this. You could at least give me a little show," looing desperately at Dante. “A little show?” Dante was not sure what I wanted. I told him, it would be a nice gesture if he would spread his legs on the back seat and finger himself for me a little bit. He could use some lube, so it would look professional. Seeing I needed some relief, he agreed, and we climbed out of the front seats, but before we climbed in the back, Dante took off his training suit. The little whore was wearing jock strap! Laying on his back as much as he was able, he spread his legs widely, licked his fingers, showing me his tight anal entrance. I thought I would rape him then and there, but I played along and so I started jerking off, while Dante fingered himself like a two dollar whore. Which I supposed he would likely be in future. Eventually he began using some lube to get his fingers deeper into his snatch, moaning in rhythm to the slurping sounds his ass cunt made as he finger fucked himself - now using three fingers. His eyes were closed, so he didn’t see me when I moved towards him, but he certainly felt me when I climbed on top of him, my cock searching (and finding) his sweet, promising orifice. While my cock head rested against his well lubed opening, Dante began to push his hands against my chest and told me clearly to stop. My eyes were closed and I pretended neither to see his scared eyes nor to hear his pleading cries. I kept on pushing my cock head into his tight hole and slowly I entered his fuck tube. Dante screamed at the top of his lungs. After my dick had entered him a bit I stopped and looked down at him. “Please don’t….” he cried. “I love you, but you are making me so horny with your show, I need more than just jerking off,” I explained. “Then let me suck you, but without swallowing it… but please don’t fuck me bareback,” he replied. I didn't answer, but instead resumed slow, gentle fucking motions. He went ballistic. “Okay… OKAY," I replied with a degree of exasperation in my voice. "What about this: you suck me but I will pull out when I cum, and fire my cum right into your face. Okay?” Dante didn’t know the danger taking a load 'on his face', because he readily agreed, and indeed seemed excited at the prospects of seeing my cum ooze out of my cock. Of course what he didn't know was that I intended not only to cum on his face - I was determined to blow my load into his eyes. “Okay…” I roared and withdrew my dick for an inch, only to ram it back fully into him, balls deep. After bottomed out I withdrew my cock finally. “OKAY!” I shouted out. I went backwards to the door and grabbed Dante at his shirt. After opening the door I stepped out of the car but Dante stayed inside, sitting there and swallowing my dick. This was not the way he liked it, but I didn't give him a choice. I held his head in my hands fucking him deeply into his mouth, and straight into his throat. He struggled to control his gag reflex, so I forgave him scratching me with his teeth and drooling as if he had never before sucked cock. I knew I was about to give my load, and so I kept my word and pulled my dick out of his mouth, jacking myself, grunting "Take a close look, Dante, here it cums!" He did exactly what I suggested, all but bug-eyed as I coaxed myself over the edge, which gave me the excellent opportunity to blow several large gushes of cum on each side of his face, specifically aiming for his eyes - which ended-up being totally covered with my cum. It was such a hot sight. “Damn, it burns,” he complained. “That’s normal. Lay on your back and close your eyes. I will try to find a bottle of water. Don’t rub your eyes, you'll make it worse,” I advised, but adding "“But I've gotta first take a piss," I told him. While I took my piss nearby the car, I took the chance to take some pictures of cute Dante in his mess. He didn’t even realize, that I was using my mobile phone to get some good evidence, just in case he refused to let me fuck him later on. Instead of bringing him water, I opened up the other backseat door and climbed a bit into the car, asking him if he would mind cleaning my cock - that I was a bit messy. “Sure…. you need to help me, I ca..** ‘slurp’ sheeee ya…..”he mumbled, while my cock was already abusing his throat again. After I finished my first dirty deed I helped Dante to clean up. He looked at me with his big bloodshed eyes and I was ready to show the bitch the pictures, to get him into line, but I chose to start with “I’m sorry, I just feel too much for you,” trying to feign the look of shame. “That was so fucking awesome,” Dante exclaimed as his eyes began to clear-up, adding with a gasp “I've never sex like this before. When can I meet you again?”

Part 4 -The Final Scene (or just the beginning) I sucked in a gasp of air when I looked up and saw the most perfect man I’d ever laid eyes on. I believe the expression is ’built like a brick shithouse’. Short dark hair, olive skin, bearded, dark eyes deep enough to drown in. He wasn’t a wall of muscles, though I’m sure most of his bulk was muscle, but he didn’t look all bulging and ripply. Well, some parts were bulging. He just looked impressively big. And sexy as fuck! My hole began to quiver in anticipation. It was already trashed beyond recognition, but I still had the inexplicable urge to get fucked again by this hunk of a man. A kind of crooked grin spread on the big man’s face, and he slowly walked over, looking down at me. He crouched down and looked me in the eyes, hard and deep, then said, “You might have let all of my friends use that pig hole of yours, but I used it first. You belong to me,” in a voice so deep and husky I almost didn’t pay attention to the actual words he’d said. Holy fuck! This is the first guy who raped me tonight! He’s the one who got this all started. I don’t know if I should hate him for doing it, or love him for getting the ball rolling. I guess the look of shock and arousal showed on my face and he grinned down at me. “Good, I knew you’d want more.” He stood and turned around to Mr. Mean and Average Guy and said, “You guys are done with him tonight. He’s mine. I fucked him first -that ass belongs to me.” Apparently he was the big man on campus, because they both just nodded. “You still have my DNA in you from earlier?” Mr. Perfect asked me. I shook my head nervously, sure that he wouldn’t be happy to hear that. “What the fuck did you do with it? You didn’t douche it out, I hope. That was prime viral cum I gave you -you don’t waste that shit.” “I made him push it out and lick it up,” Mr. Mean told him. He looked back at me and smiled. “Well, at least it’s in your belly. Let’s get some more baby makers in you,” he said, stripping quickly and getting on his knees behind me. At this point my ass was so stretched that I didn’t feel any pain when he entered me. The large dick head popped into my cum-sloppy hole and he let out a sigh. “Well you guys loosened him up nicely. He damn near strangled my dick earlier,” he said to his friends, now feeding my ass the entire shaft until he was balls deep in me. He held my hips, pulled back and then slammed full-length into me. He did this several times, slow and methodical. He was owning my ass, and making sure that my ass knew who it belonged to now. He sped up and pumped my hole hard and steady for a couple of minutes and then held deep. I could feel his giant cock swelling as it spewed toxic seed deep into me. “There, you got a quick load from me. Now let’s put that DNA to good use,” he told me. He didn’t get soft even for a moment, and then just went on fucking and pounding me, roughing my ass up even more -if it’s possible at this point. He was bound and determined to make sure that his viral cum got into my bloodstream and got me pregnant. And as that thought swirled around in my mind, I became so horny I began to thrust back onto his huge meat, my wet ass making loud smacking sounds every time his hips slammed into me. That seemed to really get him turned on, and he motioned his two friends to come over and have me suck them while he fucked me. I’ve never been so full in my life. His cock was like having 2 in my ass, and at some points I had both cocks in my mouth at the same time. Double stuffed! I was in pig heaven! Exhausted, and sure to be sore for days, but this feeling was better than anything I’ve ever known. And every time I reminded myself that I got toxic seed from all of these guys blasted deep inside me, it only seemed to urge me on. Now I craved it and wanted more! I kept shoving my ass back onto that monster cock, impaling myself, and enjoying every filling second of it. The guys I was sucking decided that I should swallow their loads at the same time, so they jacked their dicks right to the point of blowing, then jammed them into my waiting mouth. Even after having already blown loads, they shot a very impressive amount of cum in my mouth. I struggled to keep it all in my mouth, but I didn’t want to lose a drop. I didn’t swallow it, though. They pulled their sensitive cocks from my mouth, and I clamped my lips shut to avoid any spillage, and then I savoured their HIV cum as it rolled around, slithering over my tongue and pooling underneath it. The guys knew what I was doing and seemed to get off on it. “He didn’t swallow our loads yet, he’s enjoying it in his mouth first,” Mr. Mean told the big guy behind me. That seemed to spur Mr. Perfect on, and he really let me have it, holding nothing back now, using my hole to get himself off again. “You’re such a good fucking cumdump,” he growled, grabbing my hips harder as he slammed into me more relentlessly. “Don’t’ swallow those fucking loads until I’m cumming again, got it?” he asked. I just nodded, and continued to ram my ass back to meet his hard thrusts. We were fucking like two wild animals, both of us grunting, him growling, and drenched in sweat. The entire area stunk of cum and sweat -I wish I could bottle that smell and wear it every day. Finally I could tell he was about to cum, and then he gritted his teeth, growled like a bear, pumped my hole hard and fast and then froze and held deep. “That’s it, take my toxic DNA inside you,” he told me. “Now swallow those loads, you little cumpig.” I let them slither down my throat, slowly, enjoying every drop of it. The taste of those loads combined with his huge rod jammed deep in my hole finally pushed my body over the edge and without touching my dick, I blew. Shot after shot of my own cum splattered the plastic sheet beneath me. “Fuck, man, the pig just shot off without touching his dick. What a whore!” Mr. Mean howled. Then Mr. Perfect leaned down and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tight to his chest, and whispered in my ear. “That ass belongs to me now. If it didn’t happen yet, I’m going to get you pregnant with my charged load. You’re going to get HIV and be my poz pig. Got it?” He might as well have been reciting romantic poetry in my ear because all I could feel at that moment was excitement. And horny. He pulled me back a foot or so from where we knelt, and then shoved my face down to the plastic to lick up my load. When I had gotten it all, he pulled me back to him, turned my head and, for the first time, kissed me. His tongue explored the inside of my mouth, massaging my tongue, and trying to taste as much of my load as he could. “Mmm, you’ve got some tasty cum, there, whore,” he said to me. He gently eased his semi-hard cock out of my trashed hole. “Get your clothes on. You’re coming home with me,” he added, giving my ass a quick slap. “My little poz pig.”

points made guys...now lets get back to writing or reading or jacking or whatever may be fun... I do understand how anxious it can be to wait for the next post or chapter or edition to cum out and create fresh new eruptions in our hard as rock cocks... and unfortunately our frustrations are heightened by the many examples of the unfinished stories that haven't been updated in years even... butt guys, even though these writers may not be on their knees writing theses things up, they are still servicing us ...and for a lot less than the corner hustler charges... they are taking us to xxxciting places in our minds- touching a nerve that goes all the way down to our dicks... and for this I think most of us are xxxtremely grateful, thankful, and appreciative and would love to get on our knees and service you... and it takes a lot of time and effort and thought and jacking to create these stories, to post them, to proof them hopefully and then to repeat the process over again for each update...and for this-- Thank You-- and we'll take what you give us (butt please keep in mind I am a top) \ +69

PART 3........ I violated my own restraining order a couple nights ago. I had contacted Mauro one or two days after my last encounter with him and his friend.... telling him no more late-nite visits, no more guests, no more anything ... I had got too badly fuk'd-up on chems and would not risk my job again. I was so obviously out of focus when I finally returned to work. He said okay, no problem. Monday night, 11:45, banging at the back door. I was asleep and tried to tune it out. More banging. "Bud ..It's Mauro .. You home?' More banging. More "It's Mauro!!" .. damn. I go over and tell him to stop. Don't need him to tell the damn neighborhood. He says he's sorry bout what happened last time. Had no idea that his friend had fuk'd with the meth. I say forget about it, I just don't need it again. He says he's got a teener for me, to make up for it, and asks if I got 40 bucks he can borrow. I don't want to deal with him or his crap, plus I'm too damn tired ...but I fuk'n fail cause I've had no pipe for what seems too long and gonna be off the next day anyway (the thought process fails real quick when offered pipe and I know his dick) so become really stoopid and open the door for him. He walks over to the futon, sits, then pulls out a pipe and a small baggie out of his pack. As usual, I'm wearing nothing. He keeps grabbing his crotch while setting up the pipe. I tell him I'll get the cash for him and need to get back to sleep. He says he wants me to try it first, make sure it's good. I'm staring at him and the pipe and my dick is aching hard. He lights up, the glow from the torch .. I see the cloud start out the pipe. He takes a deep hit then blows a full cloud. He hands me the pipe and torch, I sit on the table, one short pause to quickly fail to talk myself out of doing this with him, then take a deep hit. Feels damn good. Manny is leaning back on the futon, opening his zipper, then pulling out his dick. Says "Do another". I take a second deep hit ... hold ... can feel every part respond/relax/warm .. "Fuck man.. one more" "You like that shit?" Third hit, fourth hit .... few minutes Mauro's got me laying over the table, legs spread wide, ass spread wide open for him while he's chewing on my ass. He's hitting he pipe and blowing clouds across my back then goes back to eating me out. He stands-up, says to get up and turn around, then feeds me his meat. Crotch smells like not wash for days. Can taste old piss and crud on his dirty foreskin. Slow fucks my throat. Asks if I want his meat up my ass. Gets me to lie back on the table, eats my hole for another few minutes then shoves his dirty raw meat in. Hard, rough, fast fuck. No lube, just whatever spit from his chewing on my hole. Holds me down while he trashes my ass. Pounds in hard repeatedly, can feel the edge of the table getting beat into my lower back. He pulls full out, spits on my ass ...says to open my fuk'n hole then slams back in so damn hard ... groans "Mother fuck......." ... I can feel my hole getting filled, very slick, he's hard riding my ass, his cum getting pushed deeper into my guts or squeezed out around his filthy cock, using his own cum as lube ....... stays hard the whole time while he rides my ass what seems like an hour ... held me down, one hand planted on my chest the whole time ... He pulls his dick out of my sore trashed ass, says he knew I'd want it. Says that he'll be back next week with more shit. Packs his stuff, says "Good ass to fuck man" then heads for the door. I very slowly get to my feet then follow him over. See 2:18 on the clock ... he walks out, I walk him back to the alley behind the building .. "You know your fuk'n naked?" I don't care ... he heads off .. I go back to my apt backdoor... drop and sit on the stoop for close to an hour .. finger my hole off and on, feel my soggy ass and his cum leaking out of me .. dazed, no thoughts, very quiet out there ...........a few people walk by on 4th .. don't seem to notice me. ... No, he left nothing else behind. Took all the favors with him. Just a line to get in and use my hole. The T he brought with him was very good .. a few hits, fuk'd good, and high for hours .. no care, no nothing. I really should enforce my request for him to stay away .... I really do not trust him .. plus he's a damn good fuck/top and that uncut meat between his legs is amazing. I have complete failure of brain function when I use whatever he has in the pipe and would not have stopped him if he had brought one or more people in, had added more chem's to the mix, or had emptied my apt. Sitting outside on my doorstep, naked, trashed, in full view of neighbors, fingering my soggy ass ... not such a good idea. Minimal risk at 2:30am of getting caught.. but still...