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After getting seeded at the bar, I stopped at a store to buy some ciggys. I left my electronic key in the car, and when I returned the battery was apparently dead, and car wouldn't open. I went inside to call for road service, and waited outside. A hot guy wearing grey sweats went inside. I guess my stare at his package was way too obvious, and he said "you like what you see?" I said oh yeah, and he suggested we go around the back of the store so I could suck it. Roadside Assistance was a good 25 minutes away, so went for it! He started pre cumming pretty heavily when he asked if my ass could handle his cock. It was 9-10 and really thick. My lube was in locked car, but hey I was prelubed. When I told him I already had a load in he said perfect. Pounded me for a good 10 minutes, and filled my ass leaving me time for the Assistance to arrive.

I had checked the chart of Mountain man's boyfriend by the end of my work day. Saw he was unmedicated HIV+. I wasn't really worried, just curious and honestly maybe a bit excited. I swung by the room as I was leaving work. Some hospital staff were working on his friend so Mountain man was in the hall. His cushion of curly chest hair was nicely revealed by his half open shirt. He saw me coming and welcomed me with a smile. Him; "Hi. How's the rest of your day gone? How many more loads have you collected?" Me laughing; "None, damn it." Him; "There's more hours left in the day." Me; "That there is. Hey, can I ask you a question? " Him; "Shoot away." Me; "Your boyfriend's HIV+, do you know your status?" Him; "Nope, never bothered checking. Probably poz I guess. I'm the top in this relationship. Probably only taken four of his toxic loads up my ass. Likely a few others from strangers. Does it matter? A little late for you to ask don't you think?" Me; "No, your right. It doesn't matter to me, otherwise I would have asked before we started. I just find your "don't know, probably poz" response exciting. The risk gives me an adrenaline rush. Hope you aren't offended." Him; "Fuck no man! Want me to replace the load I flushed out with my piss enima?" I checked the hall and there was no way we could get into the public one holer without being noticed by a number of people. Me; "That would be great bud. But we'll have to make it another time. " Him; "Cool man. Have a good night." Me; "Thanks" Our little chat had me quite turned on as I started my walk home. Truth be told, I was quite disappointed to have to turn down his offer. About half way home I stopped into a convenience store to grab a chocolate bar. All the sex during the day took a lot of energy. I knew I needed something to get me to dinner. A distinguished looking silver fox was fingering through some gay porn at the magazine stand. Our eyes had met in that seductive inviting way so I approached him after paying for my sugar rush. Him; "Hi handsome. Wanna fuck?" Hubby; "Nothin like cutting right to the chase." Me; "Oh yeah, he was a confident one. So I also cut to the chase telling him I couldn't host." Him; "I got a special stall behind a dumpster in the lane. " Me; " "What are we waiting for?" As we made our way around the corner I asked his status. " Him; "Don't know handsome, but with all the loads I've taken through my back door I'm likely poz. We're still doing this raw fella." Me; "No question about that on my part. Only question is, are you verse?" Him; "You want me to breed your pretty little ass? You on PrEP?" Me; "No to PrEP. Yes please, fill me with your questionable seed." I was already turned to lean against the dumpster and dropping my pants. I didn't even look to check his size. He spit and started to slide in. " Him; "This holes been well used already today. " Me; "Yup. Just made it hungry for more." Him; "I don't top often so this is going to be quick. " Me; "No problem for me." Him; "Good, 'cause here it comes handsome. Fuckin spraying you deep with my special gizz. Could be knocking you up right now. Look at you milking my cock for every drop with your ass muscles." It wasn't intentional. I was shooting a huge hand's free load all over the side of the dumpster I was feeling so frightened and excited. Hubby leaned across the table and kissed me.

Part 8 I lost track of whose tongue was in my mouth, and whose hands were doing what to my body. It was a tangle of naked bodies on the mat. I was lost in the sheer sexual energy, never having felt anything like this before. I felt Apollo’s fur brushing against my body — my chest, back and legs — as he explored me. At the same time, I felt Wil’s smooth skin soothing me as we melded into the sexual fray. Up became down, and down was up in our frenzy. At times I was on top of our pile, and then found myself on my back. All the while, Apollo was whispering to us, encouraging us. My mind was whirling. I never dreamed there could be a place like this — it was terrifying and exhilarating. “I want to see you fuck your boyfriend before I fuck you,” he whispered as the three of us made out together. I was pushed onto my back, someone sliding my jockstrap down my legs, and suddenly Wil was on top of me. Apollo was kneeling beside us, making out with Wil while one hand massaged my hardon. I knew I was rock hard, though I hadn’t topped at all tonight. “Sit on him,” Apollo instructed. Wil looked down at me, our eyes locking. For the first time I noticed his eyes were a brilliant blue, even in the club’s multicolored lighting. His face was handsome and boyish at the same time. He looked so vulnerable now, the cocky confidence he’d shown all night disappearing. And in that moment I realized he was afraid I’d say no and reject him. Apollo was reaching behind Wil, guiding my freshly lubed cock toward Wil’s hole. I felt my head insert. Itself into the diving where Wil’s hole was hiding. We froze in that moment. I hadn’t topped very often, and wasn’t sure I could pleasure Wil the way others had tonight. We just looked at each other, unexpectedly caught in our own insecurities. But I knew I wanted this. I wanted Wil, and had since the first time he smiled at me. I lifted my hips and slide inside Wil. It was like warm butter melting around my cock. I slowly began working my hips up and down, and let out a deep groan. Wil’s handsome faced contorted with surprise, disbelief, and pleasure. He leaned down and kissed me fiercely as I began to slowly fuck him. “Oh my gawd.” I don’t know which of us said it, maybe both. “That’s it,” Apollo said, “Let me see you ride your boyfriend’s nice cock.” Wil leaned back, settling his full weight on top of my groin, driving my dick all the way inside him. I had only topped a few times before. Being inside Wil felt unlike anyone else I’d fucked. His buttery ass was wrapped around my cock, and I could feel him using his muscles to milk my raging hardon. He kept his eyes locked with mine. “Show him how much you love his cock,” Apollo said. Wil began moving his hips and his legs simultaneously, working my dick so it was sliding in and out of his hole without my having to do anything. It felt amazing, and I let out a deep moan as the intense pleasure washed over me. My hands caressed Wil’s thighs, then moved across his red jockstrap that was barely containing his cock. I felt the smooth skin of his abs, and finally settled on his pecs. The beefy ginger was so fucking hot! I felt kinda drunk, though I hadn’t been drinking. The world seemed so surreal right now, Wil riding me, and surrounded by other men having sex. Apollo was right beside us, coaxing us. He kissed Wil, who seemed torn between keeping his eyes locked with mine, and surrendering to the the sculptured god next to him. I was so turned on watching them make out, but also felt this pang of jealousy that I wasn’t part of their embrace. Was Apollo going to take Wil next? I pictured Wil walking away with the god, leaving me alone on the mat. Apollo’s powerful hand rubbing my chest snapped me back into the moment. He whispered something into Wil’s ear as the sexy ginger took a hit of poppers. Then Apollo was leaning down and kissing me. Wil began riding me even harder. “He wants your load,” Apollo whispered. “Breed your boyfriend and I’ll give you my own gift.” His words stoked the fire inside me again. I began moving my hips, driving my dick up into Wil’s magic ass. “Oh my gawd! Fuck me!” Will said, breathing hard. “I’m not gonna last long,” I warned. “I want your load! Please!” He was pounding his ass down on my dick while I was driving upward. I saw the muscles in his body flexing as he worked himself into a frenzy, craving what I had to give him. He looked amazing! I felt my cock throbbing, readying for release. I had never cum inside someone before. The intensity was overwhelming. We were both moaning really loud, not caring about the others around us. “Breed him,” Apollo commanded. And the floodgates burst open. I felt waves of cum pumping through my cock, everyone one of them crashing deep inside Wil. He felt them too, rolling his head backward while riding the waves. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” My body spasmed as the waves continued to roll out, my cock suddenly feeling incredibly sensitive, and a mix of pleasure-pain gripping me. I couldn’t move any more, totally paralyzed by the intensity. Wil seemed to know, so he kept riding, driving my dick in and out of his ass, milking every drop of cum out of me. My body spasmed again. And again. Wil collapsed forward, kissing me deeply as the waves subsided. I reached up and ran a hand through his hair as he tenderly kissed me. His hair was soaked with sweat, which only made him sexier. The dichotomy of the moment wasn’t lost on me — Wil and I sharing a tender moment in the midst of a writhing pile of naked bodies. But their moans and groans of pleasure and pleasure-pain were just white noise in the background of our moment. Wil begrudgingly slipped off my dick, which was still hard. I felt the cooler air blowing across the cum-slick skin as Wil settled in beside me. We were both still breathing hard while we made out, our hearts pounding. “Thank you,” he whispered. “That was amazing,” I told him. He just kissed me again. My load was inside Wil. I’d never put a load inside someone before. I marveled at the thought that part of me was now part of him. I nuzzled against his sweaty body. I started to wonder what we would do next. Was he going to leave? There was an unexpected pang in my chest at the thought. Wil suddenly looked up, his gaze following the length of my body. His wicked ginger grin was suddenly back. “I think someone’s about to get fucked.” I felt my legs being lifted in the air. Apollo was there, kneeling at my ass, resting my legs on his shoulders as he positioned us for what was to come next. I felt cold glass under my nose. Wil pinched off one nostril saying, “I think you’re gonna want these. That’s it, babe. Take a deep huff. Now the other side. Take one more for good measure, babe. He’s packing.” As the poppers hit me, I felt disoriented, a mix of the magical rush and aftermath of the intense orgasm. Apollo was between my legs and at my hole. I felt the intense heat coming off the head of his cock, soothing my twitching hole. He was godlike, the sculpted torso looming over me. Was I really about to be fucked by someone like him? I’d seen these bodies in porn, I’d fantasized about it, but never believed it could be real. Then I felt the heated pressure against my hole, pushing it open again. I didn’t resist. I couldn’t resist this man. He closed his eyes as he smoothly sank his cock inside me. Despite being fucked earlier, my hole still needed to stretch to accommodate him. I groaned as my hole spasmed, but Apollo didn’t stop. He opened his smoldering eyes, seeing me and seeing through me at the same time. He shifted his hands to my ankles and spread my legs. I could clearly see his entire torso, mesmerized by the sleeping muscles in his 6 pack before the amazing feeling of his cock fucking me made my eyes roll back. “That’s it, babe. Let him take you.” Will kissed me eagerly as Apollo found his rhythm inside me. “Oh my gawd that’s amazing.” Apollo started to fuck me harder. He arched his back, spreading my legs even wider, I could see the taught muscles in my own legs from years of soccer. I felt totally powerless in his grip, unable to control what was happening to my body. He leaned forward, rolling me backward onto my upper back and shoulders, crushing the air out of me. Is this how wrestlers feel, I briefly thought. “You are so beautiful,” the god-like man said soothingly. Apollo’s body had a musky, masculine smell that was intoxicating. His thick cock was drilling down into me now. All I could do was grunt with each deep thrust. “Do you want the gift I have to give you?” “Yes,” I meeped out, still unable to get a full breath with his weight crushing me. It was somewhat frightening being this powerless. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t find Wil, and wondered if he had left me here. Apollo was consuming me, and I wanted him to keep going. Apollo kissed me deeply, never missing a stroke of his cock pleasuring itself inside my ass. He closed his eyes, immersing himself in the feelings coming from below. He rose up, pulling my legs into the air with him, my weight still on my shoulders in a position I didn’t think possible. I could breathe again. He started pounding away, my body quaking with the powerful thrusts. I had to spread my arms wide for balance. On the cool vinyl mat, and that was when I felt Wil still right beside me. I turned my head and saw he was captivated by the sight of Apollo drilling into me. I felt like I was half floating, my legs flailing as he relentlessly banged away at my hole. “Fuck, babe, that is SO HOT!!” I couldn’t speak. The most I could muster was a whimper. The god had me in his embrace. I was powerless to stop him. I wouldn’t stop him even if I could. I knew what he was offering. I wanted the gift he had for me. It was coming. “Give it to me! Apollo roared, drowning out the music and other sexual sounds in the loft. I felt his cock throbbing inside me, releasing the gift to me. Apollo’s seeds spread through my naked body, planting his gift within. I panted-moaned as he finished his conquest, his roar having brought everyone’s attention to his marking me. Apollo gentled lowered us back to the mat. My muscles were aching. He slid his generous cock out, but I still felt warm and full. ”Are you okay?” Wil asked softly, placing a hand on my heaving chest. I could only nod, words completely beyond my abilities at the moment. I felt incredibly vulnerable, exposed, but Wil felt like a safe haven. Apollo leaned in and kissed me. Then he kissed Wil. “That was beautiful. I hope you liked.” He rubbed my body, working his way from my shoulders down to my feet, as if examining a trophy he had won. In that moment I realized my sneakers and socks were gone, too. When had he stripped the last pieces of clothing from me? I felt even more exposed, keenly aware I was the only naked person in the Loft. He rubbed my feet, which felt amazing. “You are simply beautiful,” he said, and I felt myself glowing. Was I really that good looking that someone like him would notice me? I’d certainly never thought so before. He set my legs back onto the mat, kissed me again, then stood and walked away. Reality started to set in again. I was totally naked on a black vinyl mattress in middle of a room of guys having sex. My jock and and sneakers were MIA. This beefy ginger was cradling me in his arms, someone I’d not known a few hours ago, yet felt strangely connected to. He made me feel safe and vulnerable at the same time. Watching Apollo disappear down the stairs, I worried that Wil would be next to go. I imagined what my friends would say seeing me laying here — or worse, my family!!! I couldn’t even picture explaining to my family at a July 4th picnic what I’d done here tonight. I was suddenly that guy I heard others make fun of in the gay bars; the guy who had to go to the bookstore to get laid in secret. But tonight was different. This place was different. Sex was out in the open, and I saw a lot of really good looking guys. Hell, I’d just had sex with a god! My head was spinning again with the mix of emotions, and I wasn’t sure what to do with them all. Most importantly, I didn’t understand why I was craving more.

I dropped in at the Baths on my way home from work. I planned to get sucked and maybe fuck a little. I was 90% Top. Due to my size (6'4", 220 lbs), guys tended to get overwhelmed when I engulfed them. The guys I attracted, or was attracted to, were straight-acting Bottoms, frequently married or Bi, who had little experience dealing with a guy like myself-who dwarfed them in size, overpowered them, and used their Asses for my satisfaction. Anyway, I made eye-contact with an Italian Hunk. He pursued me into the Maze where we connected. What surprised me was that he was not interested in my Cock. On the contrary, he went straight for my Ass. massaging it beneath my towel. Before I knew it, the towel fell to the floor; and he'd maneuvered behind me. I wasn't about to get screwed by him or any other guy; but momentarily humored him, and let him explore my Ass Crack. That excited him and the others who were watching. 'What's this?' I agonized. 'Screw Me Day?' They all seemed to want the same thing, but no way was I going to whore out my Butt to that group of guys. I must admit one of them, a Black Dude with a nice long, thick Cock, turned me on. And when I split, he followed me to the Sauna. We started fooling around. It didn't take long for me to conclude that he, too, wanted my Pussy. After he made a few overt passes, I called it quits and took a hike. After I'd circled the halls several times, I ran into the Black Dude again, accompanied by his Latino Pal. "God, I need to be fucked," spouted Miguel. He sure did have a sweet Ass, and I volunteered to service it for him. The three of us headed to their room. I started to fuck the Hispanic and the Black climbed on my back. As I gave way, the Latino ducked out from under me, grabbed his towel, and vamoosed. That left the two of us alone in the room on the bunk, the Black's Cock poised at my Cunt. I realized I'd been duped by the two. Their real intent had been to get me fucked. The Black plowed my Hole. In my compromised position, I could barely resist. Actually I didn't try very hard. Considering my earlier experiences, I'd become somewhat resolved. He slid in and out and yodeled he was gonna shoot. Afterward I was on the commode when they came in the john. "You breed his Ass?" "Like takin' candy from a baby," the Black replied. "And did you POZ his Cunt?" "All I know is that Whitey's walkin' around with the biggest, badest Load of Bug Juice this Dude's ever shot." POZ me? Bug Juice? I blanched and sat stone still till they left. I was stunned. Sure, it was bound to happen. But what the hell, I was a Top! Tops aren't supposed to get POZZED; but I feared my day of reckoning had cum. Of course, one POZ Fuck doesn't spell HIV. Lots of guys bottom for years and never get the Bug. In a daze I stumbled back to the Maze. And who was waiting for me there, but the Italian I'd met early on. Only now, stretched and lubed courtesy of one Long Black Dong, I was easy pickings for the European's Manmeat. He slid right into me, no questions asked, and in no time shot up my Ass. Again we'd gained an audience; and again, the key attraction was my Butt. When he withdrew, another to took his place-then another-and another. Overall, I took half a dozen Loads that afternoon. I began to think, 'Why not?' If I had the Virus up my Ass, it'd be self-serving to keep it to myself. Yeah, sure, they could have acerbated things by grinding the POZ Stew into my Ass Walls, but, then again, I suspected my days as a NEG TOP were numbered. So since I already had the Virus in me, I took off to see how the Bottom half lived.

Waiter; "Hey you guys, I gotta get these dishes back to the kitchen. I need a bathroom break. Then I'll bring your dessert and Irish coffee. " Hubby; "Sounds good." Me; "Yeah, a bathroom break sounds like a good idea." Hubby; "Don't take too long, you don't want to miss dessert." And he winked. I really did have to take a leak. At the same time all my talk about fucking had my ass with an itch that needed scratching. I was finished at the urinal before our waiter arrived. I had already moved to a stall, dropped my jeans, leaned over the throne and left the door open when he did arrive. I could literally feel the heat from his eyes checking my ass when he passed on his way to the urinal. I listened to his long hard steady piss, then there was silence. I chose to just keep staring at the wall. As I anticipated warm hands spread my butt cheeks. Then a tongue lapped around my cummy hole and transitioned to a nice tongue fuck. I'd had other waiters take me in this stall. This would be my first load from this young guy that had just been holding my hubby's erection; the guy my hubby had been giving the hand job. It was time. He stood and his bare cock slid into my eager fuck chute. He pushed in steady and soon his coarse pubic hair was tickling my ass cheeks. I thought that was strange. I figured a young otter like him would keep his bush trimmed short if not shaved. I reached under as I often do to feel the naked cock meet my hole. I was again confused when my hand brushed by a coarsely haired leg. This just didn't check with the soft hair I'd seen on his chest. Whoever it was, he was laying on a great fuck, nothing to complain about there. Then my neck was being nibbled and scratched by his coarse beard. But my young man didn't have a beard. Who was fucking me? I looked back to see the restaurant chef panting as he pounded away at my backside. But that's not all there was to see. Our young waiter was railing the chef's ass. The chef was the filling in our little bareback sandwich. His eyes were rolled into the back of his head. He was definitely enjoying himself and all the action brought him over the edge quickly. Rope after rope of cum sprayed in my ass. When the chef pulled out the waiter dove in to feast on and feltch my well used hole. He stood, kissed me, shared some cum and quickly impaled me with his impressive six and a half inch member. The roughest most brutal fuck of my day ensued for the next five minutes. All of a sudden my ass was bereft, empty and wanting. I looked back to see the waiter ripping off all his clothes. He was well put together and a beautiful naked otter sight to behold. I thought 'what the fuck' and quickly slipped out of my clothes as well. I laid on the floor in the middle of the room legs raised, ass offered. He was in pushup position and pistoning in youthful abandon before a blink of the eye. The look on his face when he came deep in me was that of a wild animal. He panted and panted fighting to regain his breath for the longest time. That's when I heard clapping and there in the open bathroom door stood hubby with a group of patrons from the restaurant. Our waiter unabashedly stood up and took a bow. Not to be outdone I too stood, took his hand, and in our naked glory we bowed together. The waiter began gathering and putting on his clothes. I just grabbed my jeans and shirt and walked through the clapping audience. When I was sure all eyes were on me I scooped some cum from my ass and fed it to hubby. The small crowd went wild with cheers and cat calls.

not to be a vax pusher, but the more guys that are vaccinated, the safer the play will be, and the more non-underground events there will be.

Waiter: "Your order is up. I can see it in the pass through. Don't you dare start your next story without me. Fuck! How am I going to hide this hard on? Damn!" He was adjusting it as he maneuvered his way between tables across the restaurant. I'm sure he was thankful there were still few customers. ⁸ My hubby shared some mundane details of his day and soon our meals were delivered. Our waiter pushed in close beside my hubby. Their hands disappeared under the table and hubby made no attempt to hide he was unbuckling his belt and opening his fly. I'm sure our waiter's hand was wrapped around the 8 inch hard on that I knew so intimately. Me; "I live for guys with open shirts. Especially if it shows off a hairy chest. " My hubby ran his hand over our waiter's. Me; "Yes. Like that. So midafternoon this mountain of a man came onto our ward. Confident cocky walk inspired by cowboy boots; warn tight Wranglers outlining a club size bulge snaking down his left leg; plaid flannel shirt half unbuttoned revealing a pillow of long curly dirty blonde chest hair. Not really muscular, just big framed so able to carry a lot of solid weight. " "He came up to the nursing station and stood close beside me. While asking for his boyfriend's room number his hand boldly reached inside my underwear and a large finger probed my sloppy hole. It was all I could do to keep from gasping. He didn't miss the subtle signs of my struggle. His next question was directions to the public washroom. I didn't miss his wink as he headed off to use it. " "Our ward clerk hadn't missed a thing and chided me to get following, "You don't keep a cock like that waiting. " Reaching the bathroom together I checked the hall to make sure noone other than the ward clerk were watching. Coast clear, we slipped inside." "He caught me by the arm before I could drop down to offer oral ministrations. He spun me around and roughly dropped my uniform and underwear to my knees. I looked back to see him undo the rest of his shirt, open and drop his pants. Yup! Fuckin commando! His eleven inche, beer can thick fuck baton slapped his hairy belly. I thought I'd faint just looking at it. How could it fit where we both knew it was going next?" Hubby; "That explains why you bled so much when I fucked you after work. " Me; "Oh yeah! Thankfully he knew he had to go easy even with an ass that had already had an earlier workout. With only his naked head in I thought I was being split in two. He must have been a good boy scout; 'Be Prepared'. He placed poppers under my nose and I took several hits as he slowly worked into me inch by painful inch." "With about six of eleven inches in me he began a slow steady fuck. Each in stroke gaining maybe a half inch. I just kept huffing on the brown bottle wondering how I was going to manage to work after this. At about eight inches he pulled out. I felt so fuckin empty. He pulled off my shirt and shucked his own as he sat down on the toilet seat. He motioned for me to straddle him and reassured me it wouldn't hurt as much when it was fully impaled. "Trust me, I know. " " "So I straddled his lap and lined his naked monster up with my hole. I slowly sank down surprisingly relieved to have it back inside even with the pain. By six inches of penetration he started fucking up into me. Hands pushing down on my shoulders he kept urging me further and further on. When he reached my second ring he leaned in and nibbled my ear. I shuddered and he slipped through. I could tell I was fully impaled and miraculously the pain transformed into all consuming pleasure. I sped up my bouncing on his magnificent member with two competing thoughts. 'I've got to get him off fast and get back to work' against, 'This is so fuckin awesome I don't want it ever to end. ' I didn't get a choice. He buried his bearded mouth in my neck to stifle his groans as he blasted deep spraying deeper gut walls than my first two breedings. As he began to soften he pushed me off arranging me doggy style on the floor. His cock was back in me along with a steady stream of piss. "That's what I originally came in here for" his deep voice quietly spoke in my ear. He quickly dressed, thanked me and slipped out the door. I then took his place on the throne and silently thanked him for the natural enima. I prefer to carry loads as long as I can; but three big loads would have been impossible to hide. Especially with my destroyed hole. " Waiter; "Fuckin awesome man!" From the flush on his face and upper chest I was pretty sure he was referring to the hand job from my hubby as much as my lurid story telling.

(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." "

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.

I’ve always had a thing for cubs and bears, so it’s no surprise my favorite hangout is the local bear bar. I’m also a bit of an exhibitionist, and I always try to attend the bar’s monthly “underbear” parties. It’s a popular event because they don’t charge the usual cover to enter the main bar. The underwear party is in the smaller upstairs-bar, and that costs double, but you get to hang out with a couple hundred nearly naked, horny guys, so it’s worth it. I usually arrive early and stake out a spot near the clothes check. Watching the guys undress is a big part of the fun for me. I’ve been enough times to know the regulars and can guess what they have on underneath; boxers and boxer-briefs mostly, and many keep their t-shirts on, especially the bigger guys. But this particular night, I saw more new faces than regulars, and they were showing more skin than usual; probably thanks to the recent warm weather. Although I’m a little shy talking with guys, I’m not shy when it comes to my body. I stripped down to just my boots and my favorite black jock, stuffed my wallet in my sock and checked the rest of my clothes. The flow of the crowd led me towards the bar at the back. Along the way my exposed ass was grabbed several times and even slapped once. During one tight squeeze, a hairy-chested daddy with a neck tattoo pressed closer to me than necessary and paused to rub his impressive bulge against my jock. “Nice bumping into you.” he said over the pulsing music. I just smiled and said, “Likewise.” I wanted to say more, but couldn’t think what, so I reached-up and massaged his hairy pecks. He seemed to like it, so I rubbed his nips with my thumbs. “Mmmm, that’s nice,” he said, "but I gotta go. Catch you later.” With that he squeezed my ass, then moved away with the crowd as I adjusted the stiffy in my jock. The wait for drinks was long. I got a beer then moved towards the corner between the bar and the DJ booth. It was darker there, and s darker here and was somewhat hidden from the crush at the bar, which made it the perfect place to get away from the eyes of management. Immediately I could tell something was up. A wall of men were blocking the area off, and were facing the back corner. I pushed my way closer. Over bare shoulders, I could see a wavy haired, scruffy faced cub, sitting naked on a folding chair. He was sucking a bald guy wearing a harness. Lots of guys had their cocks out, enjoying the show. The bald guy had the cub by the hair and face-fucked him roughly. Every few strokes he went balls deep. The cub had to come up for air only once. When he did, he had the biggest, cutest smile that made my cock jump. Soon the bald guy said he was getting close. I expected the cub to kneel on the floor and open his mouth like a baby bird. Instead he quickly turned around, put one foot on the chair and presented his ass. The bald guy slid his bare cock all the way in, then pumped four or five more times before he started to spasm and moan as he shot his load in the cub’s ass. More than a few guys voiced their approval. “Fuck" involuntarily said out loud. The guy in front of me, an out-of-my-league regular I called Moustache Mike, leaned back and said, “Third load he’s taken tonight. Some daddy’s pimping out his cub bareback. Hot.” “Wow. Yeah, hot,” I replied. The bald guy pulled out and the cub tried to suck him clean, but he was too sensitive and backed away. Another man approached. It was the guy with the neck tattoo that had rubbed up against me. He put his arm around the cub and said, “Let’s see. Who’s next?” as he scanned the crowd. A couple guys raised their hands, but the daddy kept looking. When his eyes met mine he smirked and then pointed right at me. Mustache Mike looked back, and when I didn’t move, said “He means you.” Mike stepped aside and took my beer. Someone behind gently pushed me forward. A few steps and I was again face to face with the hairy-chested daddy. I was a little hesitant, not just because of the audience, but because I don’t fuck bareback - at least until I know someone better. I hoped everyone wouldn’t be disappointed, but I only planned to enjoy the blowjob. My fears disappeared when Daddy moved in and gave me a hard, wet kiss. The cub repositioned the chair and sat in it, took out my cock, which was already erect, and began sucking. Daddy moved aside and pulled my jock to the floor. I lifted each foot as he completely removed and tossed it. The cub was good. He quickly realized that going balls deep doesn’t do it for me and found the sweet spot on the underside of my big mushroom head: the spot where all the pleasure nerves of my cock are concentrated. I glanced down to watch the cub at work and ran my fingers through his wavy hair. He looked up and flashed me his sexy smile. Somehow, that made me even harder. I was enjoying his blowjob so much, that I almost didn’t notice that Daddy was now behind me. He was reaching around, squeezing my pecks and working my nipples, like I had done to him earlier. He kissed my neck and sucked and bit my ears. I was getting close. I didn’t say anything, but I’m sure everybody watching could tell. The cub stood up and turned around. He lined my dick up with his hole and pushed back. My raw cock felt so good entering him, that I couldn’t resist and began slowly fucking his furry ass. Daddy reached down and grabbed some of the cum and lube leaking from his boy. He rubbed it onto my own fuck-hole. His slick finger, teasing and massaging, soon worked its way inside me, pushing the bald guy’s cum knuckle deep. A moment later, the head of Daddy’s cock was pushing against my hole. It popped in easily; more because I had backed onto it, than he had pushed it in. The double pleasure was too much. I fucked faster and faster. Daddy moved closer and deeper. He pinched my nipples harder. I cried out from the pleasure and pain. A few more pumps and my cry turned into grunts as I shot a giant load up the cub’s guts. A second later Daddy let out a primal scream as he unloaded in my ass with deep hard jabs. I heard the crowd cheering over the music as my breathing return to normal. After pulling out, the cub licked cleaned both our cocks as Daddy rewarded me with more wet kisses. I noticed that his neck tattoo was of a black scorpion with a drop of red poison dripping from its stinger. All the kissing and cock cleaning had my dick half hard again. The cub stood up and joined in the kissing. “Thanks Hot Stuff,” he said, “that was fucking hot.” The cub said something more, but it got lost with the loud music. Whatever it was, it made Daddy smile and then he winked at me. He gave my ass one last squeeze before turning to scan the crowd for the next volunteer. I looked around the floor, but my jock was nowhere to be found. A couple guys gave me congratulatory pats on the back and said things like, “nice show man” and “fucking bareback slut.” I suddenly felt very naked and backed away from the crowd and against the wall. By now, Daddy had selected another guy and all attention was focused there. Mustache Mike appeared with a big smile and handed me my beer. “Fucking hot man, I didn’t think you had it in you.” Five years of seeing him in the bar and tonight was the most he had ever spoken to me. “Did you notice what happened to my jock?” I asked. He held it up in his hand. I reached for it, but he pulled back, saying “It’s gonna cost you.” I thought he was joking, but he put his hand behind his back when I reached again. “What do you mean?” I asked. “I didn’t know you’re a kinky barebacker.” “Well…” Mike leaned in closer. “Years ago, I asked somebody about you. He said you were safe-only vanilla.” “Vanilla! No…” “And now it turns out you’re versatile. Us versatile guys gotta stick together" as Mike’s fingertips gently caressed the head of my cock. “Together. Yes.” I said as our eyes locked. I went for it and kissed him. He kissed back and our tongues found each other for a passionate minute. “I’ll tell you what,” he said breaking off the kiss, “I’ll give you back your jock....in exchange for one thing.” By this time Mike’s fingers had found my pleasure spot and my whole body shook as my dick came back to life. Mike approvingly commented “Wow you recover fast. Let’s make that two things.” “What two things?” I asked. “Right here, right now, you let me breed that ass of yours. Then you breed me.” He didn’t have to wait for an answer. I turned around and pressed my naked ass against the bulge in his briefs. He pulled out his huge stiffening cock. A minute rubbing it up and down my crack and he was hard enough to slip it in my sloppy hole. He grabbed me by the wrists and held them against the wall over my head. Instantly we found our rhythm: pulling away, but not all the way out, and pushing back together, deeper than I’d ever been fucked; speeding up at the same time and pace as the load built up in his balls. All the time Mike was saying, “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah…” until he made a choking noise, pushed in deep and pinned me against the wall with his whole body, saying, “I’m cumming. Cumming. Breeding your fucking ass.” He pulled out and I felt a glob of cum plop onto my leg. Without a word he turned around and faced the crowd, placed his hands on his knees and bent forward. I fingered Mike’s ass lips, then lubed him up with his own cum that was running down my leg. He had bent into the perfect position; both height and angle, for my hard cock to access his hole. I thought I would have lasted longer because I had just cum; but fucking in public, facing a room full of guys in just their underwear, was too exciting. Mike’s cries of “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah. Give it to me, give me that load” pushed me over the edge. I shot my wad inside Mustache Mike’s sexy ass. I smiled at the thought that half an hour ago I didn’t think he even knew who I was. He turned around and we kissed long and slow. I bent down to suck his cock clean. It was then that I noticed on his upper right thigh the same tattoo of the scorpion with dripping red poison. “Cool tatt” I commented. “What is it? Some kind of club or something?” “You might say that.” He said with a laugh. Then his face got serious as he asked, “You mean you don’t know about the scorpion?” “No, but I like it.” I replied, adding “Maybe I should get one.” “Maybe you should” Mike replied as he pulled me in for another kiss.

I'm writing and posting this story on behalf of a friend that's very shy and embarrassed about what he did. But, he wanted his story told so that other people can learn how to secretly enjoy a hot poz cock. I apologize if the formatting changes when I paste what he wrote below. Okay. I'll admit it. I think that taking your chances by letting a poz guy fuck you is the HOTTEST thing ever. It's scary as shit, but that only makes the fucking so much more intense! And once you had it, it's hard to go back to anything else. The thing is I don't want people to know that I secretly enjoy poz dicks. I wouldn't say that I'm "chasing" .. but I love it when a poz gets off on breeding a neg ass .. MY neg ass. It's so intense! So, here's how I went about secretly getting my last poz dick up my hole. It's easy to search for poz guys on adam4adam. I just don't want an official record that I solicited poz cock floating about. So, I messaged Cody on a4a and explained my situation. I told him that I'd have a new profile in one week and what the screenname would be. I explained to him that I wouldn't say yes to any poz cock. In fact, my answers to his questions would be the exact opposite of what I meant. He was a little confused. But, I told him he'd understand when I messaged him a week later. So, I deleted the account I had used to contact him and waited a very long week. One Week Later .. dontpozmenow: hey, remember me? We chatted a week ago! What's up? pokerlatino26x: oh yeah. what's up man? you looking now? dontpozmenow: hell no! i just want to chat. calm down. ain't no poz dude fucking my hole! pokerlatino26x: wait, i'm a little confused. dontpozmenow: what about? it's pretty simple: we can chill. but you cannot fuck me bareback; and you absolutely cannot BREED MY ASS! got it ? (That seemed to clue him in.) pokerlatino26x: oh okay. what if i wanted to eat your ass? dontpozmenow: absolutely not! pokerlatino26x: what if i wanted to pound your little ass raw with my big cock? dontpozmenow: most definitely not!!!!! (Gosh that was turning me on!) pokerlatino26x: you want it tonight? dontpozmenow: no chance at all of meeting TONIGHT !!! pokerlatino26x: well, here's my address: ********************************** dontpozmenow: don't wait up for me. i won't be knocking on your door at 1am begging to be bred! i think guys like you should be locked up and put away for even trying to poz up a neg ass. and if i did show up, don't even try to use force to get at my ass. i'll report you! pokerlatino26x: see ya! dontpozmenow: and if we EVER did meet, you most definitely must wear a condom, and keep it on the entire time. got it ? I then unlocked my nude pics to show off my hot slim body and wanting ass. pokerlatino26x: got it. (My cock already wanted to explode just chatting with him.) It was nearly 1a m and I was at outside his door. My heart was racing. This was only the second poz guy I've meet up with. I couldn't get his pictures out of my mine's eye. He was half-latino, half-white, thin to medium build, very toned, and very hung. I rang the doorbell. He let me in. And the apartment was very dimly lit. I was a little nervous at first. But, I had my eye on the prize. As soon as he shut the door, I immediately pulled down his shorts and hurriedly rushed his semi-hard thick dick into my mouth. "Wow .. you really want it," my prize said to me. I stopped for a moment, "No! I will NOT suck your dick." And then, I continued to suck on it as if my life depended on it. He hardened instantly. I was too desperate for this dick. Another hot poz guy is mine! I stood up and whispered to him "don't even think about eating my ass." My prize played along so well. He spun me around and pushed me up against the hallway wall. Before I knew it, he had my jeans down and his tongue dancing around my sphincter. I instinctively moaned, but then quickly corrected myself with "stop it! get your tongue out of my ass!" He probed his tongue deeper and faster into my hole. God, it was so wet. I can't believe how wet his tongue was. That was incredible. My god, I wasn't going to last long at this rate. And my prize seemed to sense this because only seconds later, I feel his thick hard cock prying at my hole. "Hey, stop that!" I tried to say with fake disapproval. My acting was awful. I couldn't conceal my desire. "Don't fuck my ass!" The prize played along, "you know you want it. you always wanted it." "No!" I argued. "I don't want to get fucked by your big poz cock!" He knew he had my consent now. And he didn't waste a moment. He plunged it in and didn't give me a chance to protest. A couple of quick minor thrusts, followed by a deep thrust to make sure he was all the way in me. "No," I was barely able to mumble as he slowly slid it in and out of my hole. "You like my poz dick in you?" the prize asked. "No. I don't like it. Stop please." I said with mixed emotion. The rational part of me was realizing what was happening. But the irrational side of me was winning with each gentle thrust. "Don't fuck me harder!" I insisted. "Ah yeah, you want my charged load, don't ya bendajo?" the prize teased while slipping into his native language for the perfect taunt. "No! I don't wanna be poz. Don't fuck me with your poz cock. Please!" I feigned in a convincing fashion. "Listen, bendajo, you're gonna get a poz load!" his voice was even more ominous as more of his accent was revealed and his gentle thrusts accelerated. "You ready?" "No!" I belted. The extra pain from his deeper thrusts made my complaint even more believable. "Yes, I'm gonna poz your ass!" I could barely hear him over the slapping of my ass caused by his punishing thrusts. It was too much. I felt my orgasm building quickly. There was no turning back. "No! Don't poz me! Don't breed me. Please!" My orgasm was near and I could tell the prize was about to burst too as my ass felt impossibly full of hard cock assaulting me. "Too late!" the prize corrected me. "Don't cum in my ass! Please don't poz me!" I fumbled to say as I gasped for breaths. "Soy cumming en su hembra del culo!" he whispered in my ear. I didn't know what he said, but I knew he was about to unload and I was at the brink! I let out once last "No!!!!" as I felt him erupt. My cock burst my jizz onto the wall as I felt the first wet sensation deep inside me and the pumping of his jizz. I was still gasping for breath and recovering from my intense orgasm as the prize pulled out and then quickly dress. "Leave, bendajo." he directed me. "Yes." I answered.

When I'm having a group fuck and taking several loads, I prefer to hold it in me, but then do a huge cumfart right at the end. Of course, sometimes I take so many loads, then my ass reaches the overflow point, regardless.

PAUL RUDD IS MY HOLLYWOOD BOYFRIEND! but I’ll share.

Love this vid....hopefully my next breeding session will be like this!

Mine was unusual as I had no clue what was happening to me. I’ve got a smoke fetish which I think explains it. I had my first cigarette at 13 and during that first attempt my balls started thumping uncontrollably. I was scared at what was happening to me, but at the same time it felt good. When ever I got the chance to do it again when my parents went out, I would lie naked, smoke and cum without touching my cock, I didn’t know you were meant to rub it! It wasn’t until I started hearing playground chat that I realised I was doing it wrong. That said I could cum hands free throughout my teens just smoking. Changed days ha ha.

Total cumdump for any load Your first name: cumdump, faggot, trash, cunt, pussyboi 4045942697 Atlanta, area code 30324 Anytime, day or night Age: 40 Height: 5'9" Weight: 170 Ethnicity: white Simply call and let me know you saw me on breeding zone and you need a cumdump to take your load. Tell me that I'm nothing but a fuckhole and my place is being a submissive piece of trash faggot with my ass in the air getting bred. I accept any top that needs a hole to unload in, I will not ask for your stats, status, or photo. When you get to my place I'll be facing the foot of the bed. Slap me in the face and make me say what I am then mount me and breed. Feel free to video if you want or if you want to skype someone while fucking me. Feel free to pass my number to friends as well. Up for being tag teamed as well.

From a hook-up site, guy contacts me, wants to jerk off on my face! I tell him I'm more than happy to suck his cock for him. Nope, no contact! Weird. So we agree to meet at a local mens room, handicap stall. I go in, text him, strip naked and wait. His phone is playing a specific song to tell me it's him. I unlock the stall and drop to my knees. He steps in, full face mask, drops his sweat pants and his cock is already hard. He starts strokin his better than average cock. Starts this banter calling me Faggot, cocksucker and asking if I want his cum. I don't think he lasted 60 seconds. Started spewing all over my face! I opened my mouth but he was determined to put it on my face! And he came and came, freakin painted my face! Most cum load from 1 cock ever! Pulls his sweat pants up, calls me fag again and is gone! Fucking Awesome! Covered in cum in public like a good faggot!

Flex Spa in Hollywood opened yesterday for the first time in a year after Southern California's COVID numbers finally started to go way down. I've been pretty careful about sex even though I'm usually a daddy bear bathhouse pig slut bottom, but I'm vaccinated a few weeks, so thought I'd check it out. Decent crowd, usual mix of tweakers, BBC's, latin boys and daddies and a few white bottom guys like me hoping to get filled up. Masks on in the halls and all the public areas, so nothing happening anywhere except the rooms. I propped my door open, lowered the lights and waited on my bed, ass up all fours. Took about 10 minutes for the first dude to slip into the room and slide in my prelubed hole. 5 minutes later, load number one from a hot, tatted latin boy. !5 minutes later, BBC stepped in. But I guess he likes to give a show, cause he didn't close the door. Pumped me with his 9" thick cock for a good 25 minutes while a few watchers gathered. Shot a huge load and kept breeding me till it started to turn a little bit to butter. Fucking hot. Number three was a latin daddy who had been watching through the empty door. Big fat beer can cock, huge nips, rough weathered face. He wanted the personal experience. Laid down on the bed and had me straddle and ride him while we worked each other's nipples hard. We both came together, my little clit cock dribbling out on his stomach and his huge daddy load painting my entire cunt. Had only been 90 minutes, but not bad for the first time out slutting in months. I'll be back.

Once, visiting a bathhouse in Chicago, there was a plexiglass wall with a gloryhole. From the gloryhole to the concrete floor, the plexiglass was gray and crusty with dried cum. I sucked off a hot DILF, then... a fat old Jabba the Hutt guy with a little fat cock. No one else would blow him, so he was really horny! He exploded in my mouth / all over my face, and I was licking cum off the crusty plexiglass wall and off the floor.

Me; "Within 14 minutes I was meeting Sam by the Janitor rooms in the basement. His fully hard 5 inch fuck tool might not be long or thick but I knew from experience he was gifted and I wasn't missing a chance to put it to maximum use. Sam is from the Punjab. One of those small statured slim dark skinned guys with deep black eyes. He has a wife and five kids that he adores. He's a natural lover. He loves his work. He loves to fuck men. He'd filled my ass with his love juices on a dozen occasions over the years. An empty room, a closet, even a deserted stairwell. I'd drop trou, he'd open his fly, one wet spit, and he'd stick it in. Always a quick pump and dump and always a nice big load for me to carry the rest of my work day and bring home to hubby."⁷ Hubby; "Nice curry hint to that cum. Mmmmmm good!" Me; "Today was quick but he was in the mood for something different. He had checked that the janitor rooms were empty and took me into the showers. I knew he was hairy from his arm's and the tuft under his Adam's Apple. When he stripped I was gobsmacked. His dark black body hair mated over every inch. See I'm really into hairy guys. " Our waiter wore his pristine white shirt nicely open showcasing his olive chest and otter hair at it's best. He now undid another button seductively running fingers through his chest hair and sliding down toward his neather regions. Waiter; "I had figured that out", as he winked flirtatiously at my hubby. Me; "I loved Sam's game plan and was out of my uniform in no time. I finally had a chance to taste that tidy dark uncut cock. Just the right amount of sweaty musk to roll my tongue around and amplify the itch in my ass6. " "I had just stood and turned to the wall with Sam's unsheathed cock at my hole when I heard a relaxed tune being whistled. Sam noticed my hole tense and said, "Don't worry. That's just Fred coming for his mid morning shower. He'll have had two nurses and a female doctor by now. Just freshening up." Sure enough the happy tune joined us in the big open shower room stark naked and interrupting his song long enough to say; "Don't mind me guys." " "As his whistling resumed Sam prodded my hole reminding me to take a deep breath. Prelubed with McSteamy's cum Sam was in me in a flash. I was in cum slut heaven with my naked back caressed by Sam's carpet of soft hair, his naked fuck tool stirring the doctor's deposit, and an appreciative straight man stroking his boner as if I needed more erotic encouragement. " "They may have been quick, but Sam knew how to lay on a good fuck and this was the best yet. I knew well the tell tale catch in his breath signaling he was close. He called across the room; "Hey Fred. Wife's been away and I've had all the kid care. Got a four day load I'm planting in this cute nurse. ਓਹ ਹਾਂ, ਚੱਕ ਜਾਓ! Filling your ass! Better get it back to work. Hope you can hold all that in or you'll have one tell tale wet spot." " "I'm pretty good at holding in my treasures; but, two loads and one a four dayer. I knew I was now a prime target for any knowing top. Besides every load up my ass increased the horniness hormones I would be sending out like a bitch in heat."

Same suggestions/tips that would apply in any such situation, no matter what the age(s) of the parties involved. Some of these may become less important over time as you become more confident in approaching others for sex. 1. Keep a record of where you're going and what you've talked about with someone. BBRT auto-deletes messages after a few weeks, unless you specifically choose to mark them "saved" (and that may be dependent on being a paying member, not sure). Save *every* message to/from anyone in whom you have any interest. In the unlikely event something happened to you, there's a record of where you planned to go and the other guy's intentions. 2. This one is tougher, but I'd advise it anyway: find a buddy you can confide in - at least about the basics - and make plans to "check in" with him while you're out. As in, "I'm going on a date (or just admit it's hooking up) with a guy at 8:00 PM tonight. If I don't text you saying 'All's well' by 9:00, call my phone." If need be, you can use that call as an excuse to leave. 3. The more "hook-up" and less "date" it is, the more pressure you'll feel to meet the guy at his house, or him wanting to come to you. Until you're experienced and better at reading people, I'd suggest meeting in a public place - coffee shop, etc. - so you can get a feel for the guy and decide what you want to do, if anything. That said, with Covid restrictions on, that's likely to be more difficult than usual - but by the same token, going to strangers' houses and breathing in their faces and vice versa is problematic itself. 4. Understand that you'll have two types of guys to deal with: those who are single and happy to have you come over, and those who are married or in a relationship and have to sneak around (open relationships technically fall into the first category, though so many of them can't play "at home" because the partner doesn't want to know). That means the married guys are going to be much harder to arrange to fuck unless you bring them back to your place, which you may not want to do (especially if you're still in a dormitory or student-type apartment). There'll be pressure in some of those cases to do it in your vehicle, or some other semi-public place - and you may not want to take that risk. (Public play can be hot, but it's not necessarily for beginners; you have to have a reasonable ability to monitor for others coming along and that is an acquired skill.) All that said: there are plenty of guys in that age range who are bottoms and who will be happy to have you fuck them. Keep your wits about you and trust your instincts, but otherwise relax and have fun.

It's taking me years, but I'm gradually building a hookup site to accompany Breeding Zone. Actually it will be a couple different, interconnected hookup sites – one for bareback, one for poz fetish, one for oral, one for vanilla, etc. I realize things change over time, so I want to understand what works and what doesn't work for you. Specifically, I want to know where you guys go first when you're looking for sex. Do you use a website, or an app, or do you skip all that and just go to a bathhouse or sex party, or what? I specifically want to understand your experience with BarebackRT since it will be the primary competition for what I'm building. It's grown a lot, but on the guys on there now as easy to hookup with as they were a few years ago? In other words, are quality sex pigs who actually want to hookup and fuck now or in the near future harder to find because bareback is so popular and the more average guys (or the prettier guys?) aren't actually as uninhibited and piggy as the ones who were on the site initially? It's sorta my theory that that's the case, but I wanna hear your thoughts. But overall, more guys are barebacking, but if they're pickier than the old-school bareback pigs (before PrEP got everyone to go raw and take loads), then more people doesn't mean a better experience when you want to fuck. Do you have any suggestions for how I can keep things piggy with what I'm building? Would going invite-only once things are up to critical mass be a good idea? I'm thinking I'll have a vanilla hookup site and people start there, and then to get access to the raunchy hookup sites guys have to be vouched for by a trusted member. That means guys will probably need to have sex with someone to get vouched for. Good idea? bad idea? Meanwhile with apps, I quit Grindr when it just became all buff torso shots. Scruff had more "regular" guys, but now it's getting to the point where it's all buff torso shots too (just more hair). Do the apps actually work for you? When was the last time you had a good hookup off an app? (And compare that to how much time you put into trying to make it happen). In general, what is it that you want to help you fuck and get fucked? I'm thinking a lot broader than a hookup site (which is one reason why it's taking me a long time). I mean for starters everything here on Breeding Zone will (a few years from now) get merged into the hookup sites. So there will be a social / sharing aspect to what I'm building – but also a hookup component. I'm also envisioning a place database similar to Squirt.org where guys can talk about their experiences at different places – only improved and not limited to a few views per day like Squirt. And then there are things like party listings – both commercial parties (which are technically lacking on BBRT, except CumUnion), and non-commercial ones like hotel gangbangs. So think about what you need to improve your ability to hookup and share it here… I can't make promises to do everything (I can only do so much), but your thoughts and ideas will definitely inform what I'm doing. Thanks!

I always felt a bit inexperienced, maybe that was why I rarely tried to hook up at all. I thought I'd mess it all up or not know what to do. I am only 18 but still, I wanted to not disappoint the expectations people were bound to have for a hot date. I was already on my third load while watching some hot porns, but today my libido would not settle down. I think I needed the real thing. I was online in a flash, but I had no idea what site was best but I settled for adam4adam. Being a rare sight online did have its perks, you got lightning fast responses and instant interest. A 42-year old muscled massage therapist hit me up (at least he claimed to be in the profile when I took a look.) He asked if I minded older men who liked submissive boys. I admit I never gave much thought to top, bottom, and the in-betweens but his question caused my dick to stiffen. Must be a sign. "Yeah, I'm down for that," I replied, pondering where we'd fuck. I couldn't do it at my parents house. Hopefully this guy could host and was close by. "Can't host, and I'm guessing you can't either." His next e-mail confirmed the worst case scenario. I thought it was all over, I told him sorry and maybe another time. "Hold on there boy, daddy isn't finished with you yet. Send me your address, I'm in your part of the neighborhood, get that hole ready and be outside in 10 minutes, and no matter where you're at, I'll be there." I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. He seemed determined and excited to meet me. I was just a skinny gamer dork, though often people remarked I'm much more attractive than I seem to realize. I was considering this as I got ready and it seemed like a mere instant before I was outside and a sleek black mercedes with tinted windows was pulling up before me. I glanced around nervously incase I got it wrong, but the window lowered to show a grinning dark haired man with a handsome square jaw and traces of silver hair through his beard. The smiling blue eyes were enough to make ice melt, this was definitely the guy. "Hey boy, ready to please your daddy?" He questioned as he patted the passenger seat next to him. I went around and got in as shy as can be, I couldn't even answer him. I must've been blushing. "Mmm, don't worry boy, daddy is going to take care of you," a strong masculine hand reached over to massage my left shoulder tenderly. His fingers were like magic as he worked that hand across from my shoulder, to my neck, and then down the mid of my back. I completely relaxed, even when that same hand stuffed itself down into my shorts and his strong insistent fingers invaded my hole and pushed me forward a bit to give him easier access. "Ah...I didn't bring lube," I admitted suddenly, realizing I had some as his fingers worked at me roughly. "Don't you worry about that," the blue-eyed sex god whispered in a sensual voice, "I'm gonna take of that hole." That's when we stopped. I looked around not realizing that we were in the parking lot of a public park that was closed by this time of day. I looked at him questioningly. "You're going to service daddy right here and now boy, my cock needs to unload," and before I knew it I was face down in his jean covered crotch as he unbuckled and unzipped to reveal his cock which I couldn't remember the size of from the brief time I glanced at his profile. "Oh God..." I mumbled as I sucked gently on the stiff cock that was still hidden beneath his boxer-briefs. It looked massive. "That Cock is going to be your God boy as long as your servicing it with your holes," daddy told me in a matter of fact tone. I had a feeling this wasn't a man you said no to. His 9 1/2 inch circumcised dick was out and already dribbling long trails of pre-cum. His underwear had huge wet spots from the short drive over to the park. I couldn't believe I was doing this, I never took anything that huge before...and without lube? He couldn't really plan to put that in my ass? He coaxed my mouth over his thick head and used a hand to shove my head down so that I took nearly half his shaft before gagging and trying to resist. He continued to keep me in place, until I relaxed a bit and he could drive more of his cock into my throat and with his free hand he went to my hole and began to probe once more. My throat felt like it was a rubber band that had been stretched all out of shape. His cock was so thick I was sure he could probably see exactly how far down my throat it was. My eyes were watering and I could barely gasp enough air between his thrusts and deep throating to handle what he was doing to me. "Can't deep-throat daddies cock to make it cum boy?" An evil and greedy glint came to his eye, "Then your sweet cunt hole is going to pleasure this dick instead." I tried to apologize, to say I'd do better...but he placed his index finger firmly against my lips and just said, "Shhhhh." "Get on your knees in the backseat, look out the rear window and stay that way after you lower your shorts so I can see that ass," he ordered. I wordlessly complied, I wasn't sure what would happen if I tried to question the instructions. My hole felt so vulnerable in the air conditioned car when my shorts were pulled down. I heard him climb from upfront to position himself behind me, he grabbed my hands forcibly and put them in front of me, "You leave those there, you don't do anything. Daddy's in charge now." He shoved my legs apart with his knees and a firm hand pushed against the small of my back arching it slightly so that my butt poked out a bit further and my hole felt more open and exposed. "D-do you have a condom?" I asked nervously, I was almost surprised I even remembered to question him, I was so nervous about even handling it. "Yeah I have a condom," I heard and felt him spit right onto my hole and then another sound of him spitting, probably for his own cock. That monstrous piece of meat was pressed against my sphincter quickly and with both his hands on my hips he pushed me back onto it and down slowly. I squirmed uncomfortably, trying to ease back off it...it got so thick so fast I thought I'd rip open without lube. "Where you think that hole is going?" Daddy growled, he kept pulling me down but now he also rose to greet my hole too and his cock popped suddenly and forcibly into my hole. "AHHH!! OH GOD!" I cried out trying to get away now in earnest. My hole was on fire and I thought his cock felt like there was nothing on it. I tried to turn around to see but that's when a strong hand clamped on the back of my neck. "You look straight ahead fuck toy," he barked, "You are my property now, you don't act, you don't think. You just take this dick til I'm done with that boy pussy." I made a soft noise of protest, but I complied, relaxing somewhat. His cock slowly eased further into me, and the burning sensation subsided. "Good fucking bitch boy," he commended me. My reward was a sharp and deep thrust upward that plunged him fully into my unsuspecting hole. I swear, it was like a kidney moved out of the way in order to make room for that cock inside me. The hand that was on the back of my neck now moved to my throat as I cried out. He squeezed firmly and deliberately choking me into silence. I still tried to make another noise of protest and turn to face him...I quickly regretted that. The second hand came to join the other and both now choked me harder til I was submissive and he pulled back on my neck as he choked so that I arched my back more and opened more of my hole to his greedy cock that was eagerly pumping me. Things were starting to get hazy, I could feel my hole was really wet for some reason like it had been lubed up. Did he really pre-cum that much? Fuck. If that was pre-cum he was in me raw...but it didn't matter. I couldn't do anything with that death-grip controlling me like the reigns for a horse. I could see in the rearview mirror up front his firm hard body pumping me, and the ass that had a tan line from his days on the beach or maybe working outside. Maybe if my hole didn't feel like it was never going to be tight again I could have enjoyed the sight of him fucking my ass...this fucking Sex Beast of a man. His thrusts became jackhammer hard, I could breathe again as he let go of my neck and put one hand to my hip again to keep it firmly in the position he seemed to like the most, which was the one where my hole was tilted upwards a bit so the curve of his cock could hit this sweet spot inside my ass I had no idea was there... his other hand worked his fingers into my mouth forcing me to suck on them. I didn't realize doing that would make me open my hole more. "Now you're ready boy," he leaned in as he impaled me viciously and bit onto my neck. It was hot even as it hurt, but I saw why he did it. His cock swelled even more as he must've been getting close to coming, it was easily 10 inches at this point hit painful spots in my ass that seemed to feel extraordinarily good to him. His clamping down on my neck kept me from moving anywhere as much as it hurt and as much as I felt more and more like he was just using my ass because it was inexperienced and young to fuck. I wondered if I was really just a hole to him like he said earlier. He didn't care if I got off or enjoyed his cock...though I know on some level I was enjoying his cock. He just wanted to get off and I was the sap who let him inside. "Please," I begged, "Tell me you have a condom on." He began to grunt and lead into me hard, slamming my hole with such force I felt like it was a shockwave going through my entire body and numbing my boy hole completely. I moaned with the strangest sense of pleasure through all that pain and worry. He kept thrusting deep and purposefully, his cock kept moving to other places in my hole with each thrust spreading what I could feel was his load. I couldn't just be imagining it, there was so much and it was so warm. "Boy I told you," he said with the hint of a laugh in his tone, "I have a condom. It's you."

I was eighteen, short for my age at just five foot and very slim. Often people thought I was younger, but my Id proved them wronged. While I generally enjoyed school, I hated sports and took every opportunity to avoid them. When, however, I could not get out of sports, I usually tended to go for cross country runs, probably because they involved no physical contact. Looking back now, however, I see one of those cross country runs set me on a path for life. Our runs took us for miles, through urban areas and also through woodland and parks. On such runs naturally the urge to urinate would eventually arise, but my rule of thumb was to hold-out as long as I could, even if the act of running was exacerbating the necessity. One one particular run I found myself increasingly desperate, so when, as I entered a woodland, I spotted a sign for some public toilets, I immediately padded down the path through the bushes and trees and came to a secluded toilet. Entering, it took a bit before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. A sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows at a high level on one wall. I stepped over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from the leg of my shorts, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. As I finished I realised that a tall man was also standing at the end urinal and seemed to be watching me intently. Somewhat innocently I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. Then he glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. He turned slightly and I saw this huge erection jutting from his trousers with two heavy balls hanging below. I stared fascinated. It was the first mans cock I had ever seen, and it was enormously erect with a big swollen purple head that glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft and he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there obscenely, glistening in the dim light. "Come here", he said authoritatively. As if hypnotized, my legs propelled me in his direction, stopping a foot or so in front of him, only for him to reach over, grab my hair with one hand, as his other hand covered my mouth. The shock brought me to my senses, but too late. His fingers were woven into my hair and he forced my head down relentlessly until my face was level with his swollen member. A small biohazard symbol was tattooed to the upper left of his cock. Two fingers of his left hand were being forced into my mouth and he pried my teeth apart until my mouth gaped open. He then slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips commanding "Don't try to shout or scream boy. Just enjoy it. Oh, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you," he admonished, removing his fingers so that my lips clamped around the head. I was disgusted but his grip of my hair prevented me from moving my head. He slowly eased his cock further into my mouth until the head hit the back of my mouth at the top of my throat. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. He had about four inches in my mouth and transferred his hands to hold my ears while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his precum lubricating the thrusts. As he raped my mouth I adjusted to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue. It seemed like ages but was probably only about five minutes. But he was not satisfied with this and his bell end increasingly bashed against the back of my mouth. Then he held me firmly by the ears as he pushed the head into my throat. "Stop teasing me boy and take it right down your throat. You know you want it.," he said. I gagged and resisted and my arms flailed about as I struggled to resist. But then I heard one of the cubicle doors creak open and realised we had been watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this the first man forced his cock into my throat, ignoring my gagging, and started a brutal throat rape. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet. "That's it, throat-rape the little slut," I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged the first man. I was now held firmly by the ears and wrists and couldn't struggle. "Hang on a minute, let's strip him," , he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand, and using the other to pull my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my gullet and into my throat. The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length. "Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my virgin boyhole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man worked my hole loosening it up. Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cock head against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed the head inside. The pain was excruciating, but my groans were muted by the cock raping my throat and my efforts to complain just opened my throat more. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my virgin buttocks. "God his cunt is tight", he said. "I think he's a virgin", responded the first,"lets break him in as a pussy boy, I need to dump this toxic load". The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long-dicked me both ends synchronizing their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole. "He's starting to enjoy it", one of them said and they settled in for a long session. A whistle announced the arrival of another man. "Hey John, who's your new fuckboy then?" "He's letting you do him bareback. He obviously doesn't know you," I heard. It seemed the new arrival already knew at least one of the first two. "Didn't give him a choice, but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon." "You wanna bit of him too?" "Damn right, I'll just get my mate from the van and we'll do him after you." With that he briefly left, returning after a couple of minutes with his mate who asked "Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy. What's his cunt like?" "Fucking tight. I'm gonna cum in a minute," the first man added. At the same time the rate of his thrusts increased, his shaft swelled even thicker and harder as he pulled my ears tightly, thrusting fully into my throat. His cock pulsated as a stream of hot thick cum poured into my throat. Withdrawing his cock so his head alone remained in my mouth, his balls continued pumping volley after volley into my mouth. "Swallow boy, get used to it," he ordered. I complied, the thick spunk sliding downing my throat as I urgently sought to swallow it all. It tasted funny, sort of salty. I can't say I was sorry when the spurts of cum slowed down, not because I didn't enjoy swallowing his load, but rather if only to catch my breath, only to have him withdraw completely, wiping his cock head on my lips as he muttered "Fuck, that was amazing." "I'm gonna cum too, take my poz load.", the second man said. Shit it made sense. The biohazard and toxic talk. They had HIV and they were cumming in me. I struggled but to no avail. I felt his cock swell and pulse and I felt his hot spunk shooting into my guts, holding it fully in as he filled my boyhole, the hot spunk searing the tenderised insides. Then he too pulled out and a rush of cool air replaced his cock in my ravaged hole. The muscles contracted, closing my ring and preventing the big load of spunk from sliding out. I could feel it sliming about inside. I felt relieved that was over, but I hadn't counted on the two new arrivals. As I looked up the two arrivals, both black men were stripping off. I stared fascinated, one had a long thick erection about 10 inches with a massive cock head while the other had a slightly shorter 9 inches but really thick. They both started to wank their shafts, and I watched, fascinated, as the one in front of me rolled his thick foreskin back over the bell shaped head and it became rock hard with a large drop of precum glistening obscenely at the tip. I started to panic but the first quickly grabbed my head and thrust the head of his cock into my mouth. My lipsstretched to accommodate it all as he slid in along my tongue and into mythroat. At the same time his mate lined his cock up to my open boyhole and thrust in all the way, his massive tool like a bottle stretching the tender walls of my boyhole. I felt spunk running down my legs as the savage battering forced it out. The savage rape of my holes was now taken over by these two black men with huge cocks. "Hold him steady will you", one of them said and the first two men took up a position on each side of me pulling my arms and holding me tightly and rigid. Sweat was pouring down my face and dripped to the floor and my breath rasped noisily as I stuggled to inhale. My throat had become an open channel to the massive invader long dicking me at each thrust. His mate was synchronizing his thrusts so that both were embedded to the hilt together. Fortunately the thick load of spunk lining my boyhole made the anal rape less painful and I focussed on just staying conscious. Suddenly both men stopped, as if by some signal and dragged me into a cubicle. One sat down on the toilet and pulled me back to sit on him, impaled on his engorged cock. It slid fully inside to the hilt. The second black guy grabbed my ankles and drew my legs up to his shoulders, my white socks and trainers each side of his head. His cockhead brushed against my stuffed boyhole. Then slowly he pushed forward and against all resistance forced his cockhead in also. He held a hand over my mouth and suppressed my screams as he pushed further and further into my hole. I must have passed out because after a bit I came to with both cocks fully embedded in my cunt. I felt stretched beyond what was possible. The sitting guy raised me by the hips until both massive cocks were almost out – just the big heads inside my newly formed boy pussy. Then he slammed me back down and the two massive black cocks mashed together expanding my cunt to its limits. Againand again, faster and faster, and gradually the wilder the doublefuck became the more I began to enjoy the invasion and ignore the pain. Slamming in and out, sliding against each other, their two dicks fought, tearing through the last remains of my sweet boyhood. And the tender walls of my newly formed cunt fitted the double fuckpoles like a glove. Then suddenly my head was pulled down to one side as a third guy forced his cock into my mouth and started raping my throat. My boyhole was stretched beyond its limits to take the savage double fuck that was happening and my lips were numb and my throat raw into its brutal rape. I managed to slip my wrists from the tee shirt and clung on to the thighs of the guy under me. Suddenly the door swung open. From the corner of one eye I could see 2 new guys had arrived and were enjoying the spectacle. Here I was, an 18 year old slutboy, naked and being gangraped brutally and at the same time enjoying my conversion into a hollow fucktube. They opened their trouser flys and started pounding their big cocks. It seemed to continue for ages. Eventually I could feel the two cocks in my boy hole speed up further and I felt them expand. One guy and then the other started shooting a huge double load deep into my guts. Then the third guy rammed his cock deep into my throat to the hilt and held it there. I felt it pulsing and throb as jet after jet of thick cum was unloaded deep in my throat. After a minute he pulled his still semi erect cock from my throat, pulled up his jeans and just left without saying anything. I slumped forward against the standing black guy. "Wassup boi?" he asked. But I was too exhausted to reply. He stepped back and the guy under me pushed me forward. I slumped forward onto the floor, naked and sweating, with cum seeping from my cunt and a dribble trailing from my swollen mouth and lips. "You've now got a pussy both ends boi", the first black guy said, pushing a thick finger into my swollen pussy, and the both laughed obscenely. I just lay on the dirty stinking piss covered floor as they dressed, too shattered to move. "We've got some mates who wud love to use you boi, so if you want you can be out new white pussyboi. Just be here next Friday at 5.30 after work". Then they turned and left laughing. The two guys who had been watching now pulled me onto all fours and one stuffed his swollen cock deep into my throat while the other rammed his cock into my tender raped cunthole. They rammed in and out to the hilt until they too unloaded their spunk into me. Then they simply let me slump back to the ground and left laughing. I lay there for a while gathering my senses, then crawled around and found my shorts and tee shirt. I pulled them back on and managed to stagger from the toilet into the sunlight outside. Bow legged with cum seeping from my ravaged hole I slowly headed back to school and decided to tell them I had got lost and beaten up by some youths. But I wondered if my throat and new pussy would be sufficiently recovered for next Friday and wondered how many mates they had and how much I could take. It wouldn't be long before I found out...

I dont believe that Hillary Clinton sips baby blood to get high. I don’t believe that Bill Gates wants to use the COVID vaccine to geotag everyone . I don’t believe that socialism means that countries are destroyed and their population taken to concentration camps. I am a rational person who believe in facts and logic. It appears there’s very few of us left in the USA but by sheer definition, I am a Democrat. And if a guy I am going to fuck tells me he is a republican I tell him to have his mom use a dildo on him cause I am NOT touching them. Never been horny enough to have to deal with any of them.

Because I can’t seem to edit Derek got the idea to text James and set him to fuck his own brother

Breed, breed , breed and get bred all BB of course. Anywhere Any time

Found a article about it but here they don't going further into the reason why prep had failed. it's in dutch so maybe you can translate it using google. it's a 50 year old men who always took his pills well and become HIV positive with a HIV strain that was sensitive to prep but still managed to lead to an HIV infection. i will search futher for that other article [think before following links] https://www.parool.nl/nieuws/man-die-hiv-remmers-slikte-toch-geinfecteerd~bbf8f7b97/

Although I prefer MOC most of the tops that have aggressively pursued me have been white tops. I do get the BBC thing from white guys (such a turn off). The white tops that pursue me tend to be older, edgier, and can have conversation. In short I don’t find it hard to find white tops. They tend to find me I don’t pursue but male dominance and wisdom is a turn on for me regardless of race.

OMG I miss glory holes!!! They were where I was first barebacked, first time getting stealthed...so many anonymous loads in my ass!!! Cannot wait to go back and put my ass up against the hole and feel an anonymous cock slide in. I love the GH booths at LA Slammer...holes on both sides. I have my ass getting pounded on one side, while I’m stroking the cock that’s going in my ass next on the opposite side. I feel and hear the guy fucking me speed up and finally unload in me. I pull off his cock, turn around and guide the cock at the opposite side into my ass! God those were the days!!!

Flex Bath's has been open as of this week. I live near and the clientele seems a bit... lackluster to say the least. All the thirstiest, nastiest, hood-rat hoochie mamas and their fans are waiting in line to get a locker. No shade, it is what it is. I'll wait to get vaccinated before I swing by personally; but for those who are interested, I'm sure others would love a report from the inside 😉

Missing glory holes more than I though, especially at the Zone. I'd get buzzed and swing by to swallow a few loads, fuck a few asses, and sometimes let someone slide into my hole. Good times!! I was kicked out once (and banned for 6months) for drinking in the cock put (it's a no alcohol zone), and one of the cleaning dudes caught me using my flask. What can I say - I like a little whiskey when I'm feeling frisky hehe.

Part 3 if I haven’t told you yet my names James I’m 6’1 slim but toned I’m 28 been poz since high school. My younger brother just turned 18. I work part time as a hairdresser and light contracting work. After a few hrs at work i got a text from Derek “can we talk” “sure come by my salon” I replied he said he’ll be here in 30 minutes. As I quickly finished up applying my clients hair dye he arrived. I’ve asked him to come in from the back door and head into the basement. Gave my client a coffee and set there timer for 45min and went downstairs. He looked at me and asked “why” “because I just had to breed your ass I knew I was going to as soon as I seen it.” “Why” “because it looked amazing the way your shorts pressed against ass cheeks and then you pulled them down to show at asss when all I asked was for you to turn around” “and that was an invitation” he asked. “Yes and now you’re free to take any load you want” I noticed his hard dick pressing on his shorts I guess he didn’t have extra underwear. I quickly pulled in front of him and grabbed his cock. “ problem?” He stood quietly I pulled his shorts down and started to make my way down his cock smelled of piss and I began to suck with one hand on his hole. “Turn around” he obeyed and I began to eat his ass out got up and whispered “ you want this cock” no reply I stuck it in him and began to fuck him raw one hand on his shoulder pushing him deeper towards me the other hand around his nipples I was getting close so I began to fuck him harder with my hand around his mouth So he wouldn’t make too much noise “I’m going to cum do you want it” “yes” he yelled “ok here it cums take this poz load“ I flooded his hole deep within a sec I felt him cum as he squeezed his hole tight against mine cock felt him pulsing as he came all over the floor. “Don’t move I gotta piss” while still hard inside him I took a piss and he took every drop. As I finished my clients timer went off “Good boy now go home” part 4 for derricks revenge?

Getting infected while on PrEP is so rare that if it happens to you your case will probably be written up in a medical journal. Most of the cases that are reported turn out to be situations where the person was positive when they started PrEP (the doctor did an antibody test rather than a viral load / RNA test). There are literally about a handful of known cases of it happening when the person has been taking PrEP as directed. For all practical purposes it's impossible. It is possible for a strain to be meds-resistant for Truvada. But apparently the mutation is unstable/fragile and the resistance goes away fairly quickly. Which is one of the reasons why Truvada was chosen for PrEP.

ironically enough, I learned to jack off from sucking older boys cocks. I realized all I had to do was use my hand the way I use my mouth on the boys.

It closed down for the month of March. I ended up at the Millennium Times Square. It doesn’t use key cards for the elevator. I ended up with 11 loads in about 36 hours. Not much compared to other cities.

Went to Spartacus yesterday. Renovation is mostly just a paint job, but cushions have been replaced so that's good. Still dark and sleazy the way I like it. Put my hole up against gloryhole for a couple of hours and took 5 loads. Price is now up to $15 FYI...

Moderator's Note: Based on a suggestion from a member, I merged several of @DenverBtmDude's twitter video posts into a single thread. Let's trying to keep Twitter vids in this thread. I also moved one to the Backroom and merged it into the Poz Video Thread.

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

Chapter 5. Friday night, Sam and I got my boy blindfolded and onto his knees, face in the floor, and slid our fingers deep, lubed with so much seed, until we both managed to get out knuckles into him at the same time. He was primed to get double-fisted. We took turns going deeper as my boy moaned and sighed as we went deeper and deeper until his ass lining was stretched over both our hands. As if that wasn’t hot enough, a frothy ring of anonymous cum glided our entry. While our hands were buried in my boy’s gaping cunt, I heard the backdoor open. The two POZ cops were standing there, leering at us. They had both hefted their cocks out of their uniform trousers and stood right in front of my boy. ‘Take off the blindfold, boy,’ one of the cops ordered. The first thing he saw was the cop’s boots right in his face. Before he could even take them in, my boy looked back, first at me, his eyes sparkling, then at Sam, actually seeing him for the first time. He actually oinked when he saw the POZ man who’d been double-fucking him for a week and fisting his cum inside his guts. My boy drank in Sam’s rugged features and stubbled jaw. My boy closed his eyes, smiling, and said, ‘thank you,’ to everyone in the room. The cops managed to intertwine their legs and pressed their raw dripping cocks together. Sam and I hoisted my boy up and lowered his hole right down onto both their cocks. He was out of his mind. I let Sam do the lifting and slid down to the floor, savoring glops of stranger’s cum pouring out of my boy’s ruined pussy and onto those raw POZ cocks. My boy was so stretched out, I could grasp both of those cocks and feel my boy’s asslips squelch up and down over my knuckles. I held those cocks and felt them both squirt into my boy’s open hole. I shot my own load without even touching myself right as Sam shot his load down my boy’s throat. The cops pulled out with wet plops and suggested we get my boy ready for some real fun. The cops left, smiling at Sam, promising to see him later, with reinforcements. Sam had brought a backpack with him and handed me a buttplug from it. It was sizable, but not obscene. I got it lubed up with cum and slid it inside. My boy’s gaping hole nearly swallowed it, and it stuck out, his ass puffy around the protruding base. Sam smeared some of our combined seed and worked it into my own ass. I shot a big load all over the plug as Sam worked two fingers into my ass. Sam got my boy mopped up with a clean towel and pulled a red jockstrap over his slim hips. He gave my boy a pair of red mesh shorts and a matching tank top. I grabbed a pair of gym socks and sneakers and we hopped in the car. I drove, leaving Sam in the backseat, working that buttplug in and out of my boy’s sloppy pussy. As he toyed with my boy’s hole, Sam read from his phone, ‘Ten guys, lined up to breed you at the club, whether you’re ready for it or not.’ My boy just moaned in approval and anticipation. To be continued...

Senior year of high school I started sucking off my best friend. I used to hang out with him most days and occasionally sleep over since middle school, but swallowing his load was a new sleep over development. He wasn't my first, and I didn't push him to engage, but we started messing around and it was fun. One night during a sleep over, I got up at 3AM or so to use the restroom. It was shared it with his sister and she sometimes forgot to unlock the door from her side. I had to wander through the kitchen past the the living room to get to the hall where his parents restroom was... but wait - why is there TV light coming on from inside the Den? I curiously poked inside and caught my friends father vigorously stroking to porn on VHS. I panicked a bit and froze. Before I could take a step back (or vanish like I wanted to), he said "GET IN AND CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR" I complied. He handed me a bottle of lube. I stared at his hand and his cock like a deer in the headlights... "TAKE IT!" I took it. Slowly opened it with nervous hands, and squirted some on my left hand. I started to pull down pants... "NOT FOR YOU!" He grabbed lube filled hand and placed it around his throbbing cock. He started me stroking him and continued to watch the porn. As I got more comfortable stroking his cock, he pushed my head down on it and shoved it in my mouth. My jaw was sore but I loved every second of it, I could taste his pre-cum and feel his cock pulsing in my mouth. At this point he was fucking my mouth while watching porn. He eventually started to gasp as he edged closer. He held my head down on his cock when he shot his load in the back of my throat and made me swallow it all. He looked down at me as I look up at him and he said "GET TO BED, I'LL BE HERE NEXT WEEK." I scurried off to the bathroom, then back to my friends room where he was snoring and jerked off to sleep thinking about them both. - - - - - That was one of my favorite memories. It was a looooooooong school week thinking about it. I came back, and had to use the restroom again at 3AM... and he was there in the Den in his robe 😉

Chapter Fifteen I stumbled out of the shower a few minutes later, Jack was sitting there grinning. “Get lost?” I opened my locker, “Cody fed me a load.” “Hot. See? Aren't you glad I sent him in after you last week?” I nodded with a smile. “So get changed, we have to get moving.” “Where we going?” I asked curiously. “Anywhere I say,” he said pleasantly, but we both knew it was he truth. I finished dressing and followed him out to his car. “So, we have some lessons to go over,” he said as we drove through town. “Lessons?” I asked confused. He nodded, “You're still hesitating and that's because you still can't accept what you are.” “A slut?” He glanced over at me, “A cunt to be used.” I wish I could say my dick didn't twitch from the way he said it but it did. “We need to condition you to understand that you're just a really involved sex toy, and sex toys can't say no.” That brought me back, “So I can't say no to something?” He gave me a look, “You can't say no to me.” I actually looked down, “Yes sir.” “Better.” Again, my dick responded. We pulled out of town and now I was confused, “Where are we going?” “To school,” he said as he pulled onto the interstate. I decided asking too many questions was not the best thing I could do. We drove for about thirty minutes and I saw where we were going. “Jack?” I said, worry creeping into my voice. “Shut it Ev, this is for the best.” We pulled into the parking lot of the only adult book store within 300 miles of town. It was a tiny little place out on the interstate, near nothing and completely isolated. No one I knew came out here but there were stories, about video booths and older men who would suck you off. It was like an urban legend growing up, and now I was being led into it by Jack. “Are you sure?” I asked, pausing before walking in. Jack turned and looked at me, “Look Ev, we can do this one of two ways. You can walk in normally,” he reached into his pocket, “Or I can shove this GHB down your throat and you can wake up covered in other guys cum. I'd rather you be conscious for it but either way, you're going in there to get used.” I stood there, looking at the vial in his hand and then to the bookstore. “Gimme,” I said holding my hand out. He handed over the vial and I opened it and drank half of it, “I'm scared shitless right now, so some liquid courage might help.” He took the vial back and just smiled, “Ok, come on stud.” I followed him in, my head already a little dizzy. The walls were filled with porno titles, hundreds of them, all of them covered with naked people. There were a few people in here, all of them had paused and watched us walk in. If I wasn't already half way to being stoned I would have panicked. “Holy shit!” I said, going over to the glass counter, “That is HUGE!” There was a massive dildo in the center of the display, it looked like it was molded form a bull or something, thick as a fucking leg...I mean shit. “You're not that far off,” Jack said, nudging me from behind. I felt my face redden as I realize what he was saying. Jack looked over at the guy behind the counter, “Can we get some quarters?” He handed the guy a ten and the man handed him back a roll of quarters. “You boys enjoy yourself,” he said with a wink. Jack gave him a wide grin, “Oh we plan on it.” I giggled, even though I had no idea what was funny, this shit was hitting hard. Jack led me back to the video booths and found a large one that had two benches in it. I plopped me down on one of them and then fed some quarters into the machine. A porn started playing, my eyes were drawn to it like a moth to a flame. “Straight, straight, tranny...here we go,” he said as he browsed through the selection. He stopped on a gay movie, where a guy was getting nailed from both sides by two guys. The guy in the middle was just being used by these two other studs...and I felt my cock starter to harden. He walked over and sat next to me. “You forgot to close the door...” I said, my voice slurring. “No I didn't,” he said, leaning over and kissing me. I kissed him back, my mind completely fogged from the drugs, not giving a fuck what was going on. It didn't take long for people to peer into our room, watching us make out as they rubbed their crotch. Jack broke the kiss and looked over to the door, and then gestured for them to come in. One guy was brave enough to take the invitation, walking over to us, not sure what he was allowed to do. Jack reached over and unbutton his pants, fishing out his hard cock. I looked at it cross-eyed, then up to the guy. He was as old as my dad and I had no idea who he was. I hesitated, not wanting to just put a strange dick in my mouth. Jack grabbed the back of my head and pushed me towards it, the stranger's dick pressing up against my closed lips. “Come on boy,” the man said, “Suck daddy's dick.” My mind was so fucked up that for half a second I thought it was my dad and I opened my mouth to comply... He shoved his dick into my mouth and my instincts took over. I began to slather his tool with my tongue as he moaned, grabbing both sides of my head and shoving me down onto his dick. I heard more people come into the room, seeing me service the guy so willingly. The guy was ramming his cock into my mouth as hard as he could and I could feel his precum slipping down my throat like a leaky faucet. I tried my hardest to keep up with him but I soon realized he wasn't interested in my blowing him, he just wanted a hole and I was it. I hung on for dear life as Jack pulled my sneakers off. The guy grunted and his cock began to pulse as pushed my face onto his pubic hair. He shot load after load down my throat, I felt my cock respond for being used to wontingly. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and chuckled, “Good boy.” I was still hearing my father's voice. I looked up and smiled at him as Jack pulled at my shirt, “Lift your arms.” I lifted them and he took my t shirt off in a flash. He stood me up and I felt my jeans fall to my ankles, “Step out of them.” I did as he asked, noticing there were four guys in here now, all looking at me with a hunger in their eyes. I stood there in only my jock strap, my cock half hard behind the thin fabric. Jack took a step to the side, “Help yourself guys.” I looked at him in concern as the first guy grabbed me and pushed me down to my knees, his cock moving towards my mouth. I took the dick without complaint as another guy moved next to him, pressing his cockhead into my mouth as well. The two dicks fought in my mouth as I struggled to service them both. Someone else said, “Get him up on the bench, I want that ass.” I felt myself moved up onto the bench on all fours, one guy moved to my ass as the other kept shoving his cock into my mouth. I felt exposed as fuck but as soon as the guy's tongue plunged into my ass I felt my reservations fading. “Jesus this kid is hung like a fucking mule!” someone exclaimed as a mouth began to work my own hard cock over. I was overwhelmed with sensations now, a cock in my mouth, a tongue up my ass and someone working my cock over. I had no idea who any of these guys were and I was quickly realizing I didn't care. The guy who was rimming me was taking his sweet time, getting as far up into my little jock hole he could. It felt amazing but the drugs were kicking in big time and I was losing my mind. I pulled off the cock and practically screamed, “Fuck me already!” A couple of the guys chuckled as I felt the mouth move off my ass and a cockhead press against my quivering hole. “You wanna get fucked boy?” the guy asked. “Fuck me,” I moaned. “You want your daddy to fuck you boy?” My mind was spinning for I thought I was talking to my real dad for a moment, “Fuck me daddy, please....fuck me hard.” I felt the cock press into my hole and I sighed contently as the stranger in front of me shoved his cock back into my mouth. My mind was swimming now and it was my dad fucking me, I pushed back onto his cock, wanting to show my daddy how much I loved him and how much I wanted him to breed me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me back onto him and I felt his cock push deeper into me, spreading my willingly jock hole open. “Daddy!” I yelped, the man's cock falling out of my mouth. “Yeah take your daddy's cock...” he raged, his thick cock assaulting my hole relentlessly, “Take the whole thing.” I was slamming my ass back onto my dad's cock now, desperate to pleasure the cock that created me. “Fuck me,” I panted, “Fuck me with your marine cock...” I was no longer in an adult book store, we were in my room and he was fucking me on my bed. Jack was there at the edge, smiling down at me as my dad fucked me hard. “You liking that?” he asked. I nodded, drool falling from my mouth. “You want more?” I nodded again. “You heard him boys, he wants more.” More guys were in my room now as my dad kept pumping his cock into me. I went back to blowing the cock in front of me, feeling all of the attention on me as they waited to use my holes like the good slut I was. “Hold up,” my dad said, pulling me off the cock, “My boy wants more, let's give him more.” He sat down at the head of my bed and gestured to his cock, “Come on boy...show your daddy what you want.” I crawled over to him and lowered myself down onto his cock, my eyes closed and my head flew back as I felt my daddy enter me fully. He grabbed my head and pulled me into a kiss, one that I returned forcefully. I was desperate to show him how much I loved him, how much I needed him. I wanted to show my dad all of the feelings I had inside of me for him. And then another cock pressed up against by dad's. “Hold still,” a voice said from behind me. Whoever it was pushed into me and I whimpered as I felt his cock slide into me, next to my daddy's. “Dad!” I called out and felt him stroke my cheek. “You can take it boy, be my good man, show daddy how strong you are.” I nodded and bore down as the second cock thrust into me, spreading my jock hole wider than it ever had been before. I was panting now I was so full of cock, I looked down at my dad who smiled at me, “Such a good boy, you daddy's good boy?” I nodded and pushed back onto the cocks, wanting to show my dad how strong I was, how much I wanted this. “Fuck he is tight,” the man behind me said. “I know, keep going,” my dad said, holding me tight so his friend could get his cock into my tiny hole. “Halfway in,” the guy said, my hole was burning now as the two cocks pried my hole wider than any cock that had fucked me before. The cocks kept going and going and my eyes rolled back into my head as I felt myself pushed to the limit of my endurance. “Such a strong boy,” my dad said, kissing my cheek, “Such a good little slut I raised.” Sweat fell from my hair as I nodded, basking in my dad's compliment, “I can do it, I can do it...” I kept chanting. “My baby boy wants more cock?” “Want your cock dad, want it all...” I felt the guy behind me bottom out and just stay still for a moment. My ass spasmed around the two daddy cocks in me, my hole not sure how to manage with two man sized cocks up in me. I rest me head against my dad's for a moment, trying to catch my breath. “We're gonna fuck you now boy,” my dad said in that tone I knew so well, “We're gonna plow your tight ass as hard as we can and you're not gonna complain. Are you?” “No sir,” I admitted. “You're gonna take these dicks..” he said pulling me up slightly. My ass burned as I felt the two cocks slide around in my chute, I hissed in pain but tried to relax the best I could, “That's my boy, feel those cocks, love them.” He slid me back down and I felt them move into me again, filling me, touching me in places I didn't know I had. I felt myself bottom out on them and there was a fullness I had never felt before. “You ready boy?” I looked up at him, my stoned eyes only seeing my dad, “I am daddy, please fuck me.” I felt the guy behind me slide out slightly and they both started to go at it. I squealed as the two cocks assaulted my ass without mercy. I felt each one slide in and out as I was forced down on their hard dicks over and over again. My own cock was trapped between me and my dad, precum leaking all over our chests as I felt my ass adjust to the girth of the two daddys in me. My mind was so spaced I started to think they were both my dad now. Two version of my father fucking me, both daddy cocks filling me, pleasuring me, my jock hole existing to only give them pleasure. I was lost now, I didn't care about anything but my dad fucking me like a common slut. I called out for my daddy again and again, I saw flashes of light like cameras going of but I didn't care, I was in the middle of my living room on my dad's recliner as him and his twin fucked me like I was some ditzy cheerleader drunk on wine coolers. “Fuck me daddy, fuck me harder...” I said through random grunts. Both of my dad's started to pound into me harder and I felt the breath knocked out of me as their cocks raped my hole savagely. I held on for dear life as my dad and my other dad fucked their son's hole as hard as they could, their cocks rubbing against each other in their jock son's hole, both of them getting closer and closer. “You want my load boy?” I nodded, sweat flying everywhere, “I do daddy, please...” “You want me to shoot your brother and sisters up into you?” The thought of my daddy's load blasting my guts brought me even closer and I felt my cock start to tingle. “You close man?” daddy asked the other daddy. “Yeah...almost...” “Let's breed this fucking slut,” one said. They began to push me up and down on their cocks like I was a rag doll, I had no control over where I went like I was a fleshlight for them to use. I cried out daddy again and again as they slammed me down onto their laps over and over. “Here it comes...” daddy said. I felt my own cock start to twitch. There was a warmth inside of me as I realized one of my daddys had shot their load into me and my cock exploded at the thought. Cum flew up between us, covering my chest and face, I stuck my tongue out trying to catch as much as I could as my other daddy exclaimed, “His fucking ass!!!” and shot into me as well. I felt load after load fill my ass as they both held me over their shooting cocks, my cum covered face was aglow with the satisfaction I had brought pleasure to my dad finally. “Such a good boy,” one of my dad's said and patting me on the side of the face. I felt my dad's slide out of my ass and then toss me aside like the used condom I was. I was in the booth again and there were four more guys looking down at me, stroking their hard cocks in anticipation. I looked up at Jack, “Give me the rest.” he smiled and handed me the vial, I downed the rest and then waited for the numbness to descended on me again. “Fuck me again daddy...”I said closing my eyes. I felt my legs spread wide and cock entered me, I smiled as I felt my daddy's cock and knew only love.

It really, really depends on the cock in question. And it's not just a function of size, though that (length, girth, or both) can be important factors. So can how it's used. So can the position taken.

With an ass like that it was only a matter of time faggot

Neither. Declaring tribal loyalty to a political party that exists only to exploit you for power and privilege seems idiotic to me.

Took my first raw dick at 17 and Poz by 20 after I recovered from the fuck flu I converted 5 who were seeking to become Pozzed. I also stealth a bunch more as for over a year I was not on meds. 99% of the time I was a bottom but being Poz not on meds I wanted to fuck every hole I could once I became undetectable I went back to being a bottom

My older brother. we had to share a bedroom and I would pretend to be sleep but watch him masturbate. I was curious about all the white stuff that shot out of his cock. One night while pretending to be asleep I "woke up" and said - "the looks good, can you show me how to do it" He told me o get in his bed - he put my hands Round his cock and showed me how he wanted me ro massage his cock. I did this and soon he was moaning and shot his load over my hands. then he masturbate me - It felt nice but I didn't shoot any sperm. Soon he had me sucking him off most nights while I stroke my cock and eventually I start producing sperm. I'm forever grateful to him for teaching me to enjoy my cock.

Tom Hardy , Michael B Jordan, Matt Damon, Nick Jonas in his current physical state, Taylor Lautner, James Comey, Tom Ford, etc. Yesterday I had a dream of being fucked by a younger Barrack Obama 😂

Hey everybody, I'm glad you guys are digging the story. I've got plenty more where this came from with this storyline if you're into it. Hope you enjoy part 2! So, a few weeks passed after Mr. James fucked me silly in the back of my grandmother’s office. Things returned to normal for the most part, but every time my cock would get hard, I’d think about Mr. James and what he did. Late at night, I would lay in my bunk bed and fantasize about going to the bathhouse with him. I thought about rolling with him and how good it would feel. That always got my hole to twitch. And then there was my hole. Mr. James had called it a pussy, and I’d never really thought of it that way. When he did at first, I was kind of grossed out, but the more I would rub my fingers around it, the hungrier it got to have his cock again, and I thought that maybe he knew more than I did about this. Maybe I did have a pussy after all. But most of all, I thought about his cum. For the whole rest of the day that he’d fucked me, I’d felt it inside all wet and sticky trying to ooze out my battered hole. And when I got home I found my favorite makeshift dildo and went to town smearing his nut as deep inside me as I could get it. I’d always used condoms before, and I was such a stickler about not wanting to catch anything, but during those late night moments in bed, I knew I needed more of his cum shooting inside me. It was just a matter of time. Finally, I worked up the courage to use the number I kept in my wallet. I bit down my nerves, and gave him a call. My heart was pounding, and I sat with my legs crossed to squeeze down my hardon as the phone rang. The other line picked up and a gruff male voice answered. “Uh, Mr. James?” “Oh, hiya, kiddo! How’s the day treating ya?” he said, immediately switching to that oversized cartoon voice he always used with me. “I’m good,” I said, and that seemed to be the extent of the words that would come out of my mouth at that point. “Oh, good, good. Have you been thinking about what we talked about last time I saw you?” “Yessir.” “Ah, well, then I’m glad you worked up the balls to say something. I’ve always said you can do amazing things if you put your mind to it, little buddy.” A shiver went through me when he said this, like some kind of horny premonition. I chuckled softly, but the silence came right back. “Well tell you what, why don’t we make this easy. What are you doing Friday night?” “Nothing.” It was two days away, and my dick ached at the thought of having to wait that long. Mr. James knew what he was doing, though, so I needed to follow his lead. “Good. Why don’t you swing by my place around 7. We’ll get ready and get a little relaxed and see where things go from there, how does that sound?” “Great,” I said, my voice cracking with a bit of relief. I cleared my throat and thanked him. He gave me his address, and we got off the phone. My whole body was flushed with horniness. I’d done it. I was about to do it, try something I’d never thought I would. It was going to be a long wait until Friday. The day finally came, and I made sure I was showered up and as ready for anything as I could have possibly been. I put on a black t-shirt, my tightest white briefs, and my baggiest jeans, and drove to his house. The drive took over an hour, and I was scared shitless the whole way, but there wasn’t much in the world that could keep me from having an adventure with Mr. James that night. I managed to pull up in front of his big stone-worked house right at 7. My legs shook when I got out of the car, and my hands were trembling uncontrollably. I could have called it all off right then, but I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Mr. James answered almost right away wearing nothing but a musty looking red jock and black motorcycle boots. I guess I should have realized this before, but he was one hairy guy. His entire 6’1 frame was covered in dark hair, and the jock sagged with the heaviness of his bulge. Right above the waistline on his jock was a tattoo of a biohazard symbol like you’d see in a doctor’s office. It looked so cool! “Hiya, little buddy. Your evening awaits,” he said with a little mock bow ushering me inside. I chuckled and stepped through the door. He had a big living room to the right with several comfy looking sofas and a big coffee table with a weird looking glass pipe on top of it. “Come on, get comfortable. No need to be shy here, kiddo.” He took a hold of my hand and drew me in for a gentle kiss. I melted into him as he unbuckled my pants. I was losing myself in his kiss while he was working my shirt up toward my head. He laughed a bit and pushed be back. “Hold on, partner. Let’s get you undressed and then we can get to business. We’ve got all night.” I pulled my shirt off and stepped out of my jeans and Mr. James let out a gasp. “White briefs? My beautiful boy, how did you know they were my favorite? Let’s just keep those on you. Now where were we?” He pulled me in again, and I opened my mouth ready to take in his big man-sized tongue. He came in close but stopped short of actually kissing me, holding my head in his hand and reaching up to cup one of my boy boobs in the other. I grunted a bit, sensitive about my doughy body. “Mmmm, such a beautiful boy. I love your body,” he said, as he made little circles around my nipple with his thumb. I couldn’t help but blush. No one had ever said that to me before, and I knew I’d do anything I could to make Mr. James happy. At first the nipple play felt just like touching any other part of me, but soon I felt this pulsing building in my nipple and moving straight down to my ass. The more he tweaked and massaged, the more on fire I became. He gave it a good pinch, and I let out a little whimper looking into his eyes that had become like steel. Then he kissed me deep and hard before I could protest, and I felt myself give over to him. After a few minutes, he pulled away. The front of his jock was tented and wet. He took a finger and dabbed at the precum oozing through fabric and brought it to his lips with a smack. “Tell you what, why don’t we go relax a bit and plan out the night.” I followed him over to the living room, where we plopped on couches opposite one another. “Do you smoke?” he asked. “Cigarettes?” I asked, worried about a lecture coming on. Mr. James just laughed his funny cartoon laugh. “No, silly boy. I’m not talking about cigarettes. Have you ever heard of Tina?” I shook my head no. “What does it do?” I asked nervously. I’d smoked pot a time or two, but never anything harder than that “Well, that’s a good question, kiddo. You see it makes everything a little brighter, a little better. You feel a bit like a superhero to be honest, and it makes sex the best thing you’ll ever experience in your life.” “Oh. Oh wow.” “Yes, wow. And what I happen to have here in this very pipe is grade A Tina just for us, little buddy. Tell me, do you want to unlock the pig boy I saw inside you the other day?” I nodded slowly. “Yes. Please, Mr. James. I want you to show me how.” “Ok, kiddo, let me show you how it goes,” he said with his characteristic goofy flair. “This here is a pipe. Now I assume you’ve smoked before, but not quite like this, am I right?” I nodded. “That’s my boy! See you’re already halfway there. Now this is how it’s done. I’m going to light this torch here, and when the crystals start to melt it’s going to get all smoky inside, and that’s where those pretty little bow lips come in.” I couldn’t help but let out a giggle. I couldn’t believe I actually giggled. “Once that smoke gets going I want you to suck in light and steady until I tell you to stop. You got it? Can you do that? I knew you could. Ok, let’s get started.” Just like he said, he lit the torch and the crystals melted. Whispy smoke filled the bowl, and he offered me the pipe. I wrapped my lips around the end and started sucking slowly. I kept going for what seemed like forever, until I was about to burst, when he told me I could stop. I let out a huge cough a giant cloud of smoke. That stuff tasted just awful, but immediately I felt as if I’d found a power up in a video game. I felt stronger, the light seemed brighter, and it seemed like my whole body was humming, particularly my pink little hole. He gave me some encouragement, and we passed the bowl back and forth a few times until I was flying high. He set the pipe down on the coffee table with one of his little chuckles, raised his arms above his head and flopped down into the cushions of the sofa. Both boots were flat on the floor so his bulge was thrust up obscenely, and I had no trouble seeing that he was rock hard. “So, little buddy, how you feeling? Isn’t this stuff great?” He looked at me with what seemed like love and mischief. The Mr. James I’d always known, but so much more. “Oooooh yeaaaaaaaah.” We both laughed, and he adjusted his leaking bulge. “So, you liked it when I opened up your pussy the other day, huh?” My expression changed, and he took notice. “Aw, you don’t like your pretty little hole getting called a pussy? You don’t like your little boy butt getting called a pussy, is that it?” He said playfully, reaching over to my couch to tickle me. “Mr. Jaaaames!” I laughed. “Well that’s what it is, kiddo, a pussy,” he said, leaning back into the super chilled out position he was in before. “A bright beautiful pussy, and I’m going to do everything I can to convince you. Ok?” “Ok, I guess.” “You guess? Do you trust me, buddy?” “Yes,” I said, without a second thought. “Are you willing to do anything I ask? All we want to do tonight is make each other feel good.” He had this intensity that I’d never seen before. His eyes were gleaming. I felt like I was about to sell my soul or something. I thought for a bit. Everything I wanted was just a word away. My senses were reeling. It all felt too vivid to be real, but it was. “Yessir, I’m ready.” “That’s all I needed to hear. I knew you would be just a perfect boy for me, little buddy. I’ve always known since the first day I laid eyes on you when you were a little thing. All you need to do is let go, little buddy. Enjoy the ride, and I promise we’ll have an amazing adventure together." With that, packed us another bowl and laid back on his couch in the reclining position, thrusting out his crotch. “Why don’t you come here and sit on my lap, kiddo,” he said patting his leg. Wordlessly, my ears thumping in my head and my skin all tingly from the Tina, I went over to him and straddled his pelvis. He let his cock loose from his jock, and I felt it thwack against my underwear clad butt. Feeling his dick touch me brought be back to my senses with a shock, and I moaned. I couldn’t wait to get that monster back inside me, stretching me, filling every little bit of me up with cock. “That’s it, kiddo, just let go.” He rubbed his hands all over my body, resting on my ass. Without a pause, he ripped them open, leaving a gaping hole in the back. I moaned and scooted my ass back to get his cock closer to my hole. Mr. James spread apart my lily white cheeks, propped his cock up against my hole and grabbed the pipe next to him. “I don’t think you’re quite ready for my cock just yet,” he said as he lit the torch. “I wanna see you positively fucked up, kiddo,” he said with a wink. I took in a deep hit and felt my hole loosening around his cock, bit by bit. His thick head made an indentation in my sphincter. The smoke lit me up inside, and suddenly all I could focus on was the tightness slipping from my hole and how much I wanted his cock buried deep inside me. “That’s it,” he said. “Good boy. Let the smoke take you over. Let it let you give me that pussy, little buddy. Yeah, open up for Mr. James. Open up real wide.” His head popped in me with a jolt, and we both gasped. He got me to take another big hit, and my head was spinning like crazy. I started to sink down on his cock and he took one of my nipples into his mouth and started slurping. My mouth hung open and I moaned loudly, catching myself, but burying my hole on his 7 inch cock right down to the root. “Yeah, baby boy, that’s it. Let yourself go. Make any kind of noise you want while you take my cock,” he said. My hole was feeling really jittery, and it seemed like Mr. James’s cock was the only thing that could make it go away. I slid up on his shaft so just the head was left inside me and made little swirls with my hips. Mr. James bit down on my tit and I slid all the way down on his shaft. He reach up a hand and began tweaking my other nipple as he sucked, and my hole twitched along with him. My head thrashed around wildly. Out of control. That connection between my nipples and my hole was like a full blown electric current now. I was in a frenzy for cock. For cum. He touched my face with one hand and moved me back to make eye contact. I could barely focus on him, but I saw his big goofy smile and all seemed well again. “Hey, kiddo, look at me. Look at me. There you go. That’s my boy. I think you’re ready now. Show me how much you want me to take over that pussy, kiddo. Ride my cock and show me.” I took in a deep, shuddering breath. Mr. James was right, I did feel like a super hero. A super hero built for fucking. I grabbed at his cock with my hole and rotated my hips. I felt his precum oozing into me, and all I wanted was more. So I raised myself up, sank all the way down and began milking his cock for all I was worth. Root to tip and back again. Mr. James let out a low, unrestrained grunt. “That’s good, baby boy. Show me how much you want my cock.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I leaned back into his cock. It stretched me from a whole new angle and for a second I thought I would burst. I felt a sharp pain, but nothing was too good for Mr. James, so I bit my lip and ground into him until all I felt was his cock filling me up. I bounced myself on him, increasing my pace. The more I bounced, the better it felt, and soon I was jackrabbiting myself on his steel hard cock, and he started playing with my titties. “Tell me how much you love your pussy, kiddo. Tell me.” “I love it Mr. James. I love my pussy, and I looooove your cock. Please. Please. Please. Oh, fuck I love my pussy. Thank you for making me feel good. Thank you for—“ He crushed his mouth against mine, and took control. He held me against him and pounded into me so hard I thought my pussy would rip open. I tried to tighten up to protect myself, the ferocity he fucked me with ripped away any control I might have had. Panting there against his chest, I felt a spot deep in my pussy Mr. James was hitting. pleasure radiated from that spot to my whole body, and I felt myself start to shake. Mr. James kept fucking me hard and deep and relentless. “Give it to me. Give me that pussy, baby boy. Give it up.” And I did. The pleasure took me over. My muscles twisted up in knots as our bodies slapped together ratcheting up the tension in my pussy more and more with each thrust until everything holding me back seemed to burst open and I let out a primal yell like I’d never imaged I could make. I held onto Mr. James for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure shot through me. I shook uncontrollably. “Ilovemypussyilovemypussyilovemypussy…” was all I could say. “Let that pussy cum, baby. Just let it happen. This is why you give your pussy to men, because they can make it cum for you. As the waves subsided I felt him flex his cock inside me over and over. What I imagined as a river of precum was flowing right into my pussy, and I couldn’t be happier. I collapsed onto Mr. James’s chest a sweaty mess, and he wrapped me up in is arms, kissing the top of my head. The front of my ripped white briefs were soaked, but it didn’t feel like cum. I reached down to touch myself. It definitely wasn’t cum. “Don’t worry about your boy-clit right now, baby boy. Your clitty hasn’t cum yet. That’s just a fuckload of precum.” I was still catching my breath, and Mr. James held me tight against his chest while I did, making big circles against my skin with one hand. And he never stopped grinding his fat dick into my new pussy, painting my insides with his fuck juice while he made cooing shooshy noises at me. “How did that feel, little buddy, did it feel good?” he said in a low, comforting voice. “Mmmmore please,” was all I could get out since my head was still buzzing so fast. Mr. James laughed really loud and I felt his cock flex inside me. That made me giggle. “Well that was really hot to watch, kiddo. You done good. Just thinking about is making me leak like a faucet in your little pussy right now.” He tickled me a bit, and I giggled some more and flexed my hole around his cock. “I know, I can feel it. It feels soooooo gooooood, Mr. James.” “It does, does it?” “Yeah. Wanna feel you cum in me.” “Oh-ho! Do you now? Well why don’t you lean back, baby boy. Let’s talk for a bit. Here, why don’t you suck on this pipe for a little bit.” “Oh, Mr. James, I don’t think I should. I’m real fuckeded up.” “Ha! I know you are, baby boy. But nearly high enough for Mr. James. You don’t want to disappoint me now, do you?” Of course I didn’t, so I settled all the way down on his cock, brought the pipe to my lips and sucked while he held up the torch. “Do you see this tattoo here, kiddo?” he said, pointing to the biohazard tattoo just above his jock line. “Do you know what it means?” “Biohazard,” I said, and he smiled his big goofy smile. “Biohazard, that’s right. And do you know what it means when a man has a biohazard tattoo, little buddy?” I shook my head no. “Well, it means that he’s HIV positive,” he said in this very school teacher kind of way. I tensed up immediately and let out a big cloud of smoke. It couldn’t be true! This couldn’t be real. I started feeling afraid, so I clenched my pussy around Mr. James’s cock and ground myself against him to make myself feel better. Mr. James just nodded and lit the pipe again. “Now I know that’s a bit of a shock, isn’t it.” “Yeah…” “But you trust me, don’t you?” he said, taking the pipe away. “Of course I do, Mr James. Always.” He took a wrist in each hand and brought my arms down against my sides. “Well then I’m going to tell you a little secret, ok? Ok? Tonight, baby boy, I’m going to give you HIV. Hush! No, no, no, you’re not going anywhere now, kiddo.” He said and held me tight. I couldn’t get away if I tried. “Hey, hey, kiddo, you want my cock don’t you?” I nodded yes. “And you want my cum, don’t you? Again, I nodded. “But you don’t want my HIV, do you?” I shook my head no, tears gathering in my eyes. “Well, they’re a package deal, kid. Do you want my cock?” He used my arms as leverage to impale me even deeper on his thick fuck stick. “Yeeeesss!” I cried out. “Do you want me to pull out? Do you want me to stop?” “No, please no!” “I could if you want, little buddy.” “Don’t do it Mr. James. I need your cock in my pussy!” “Well, ok. If that’s what you want, buddy, I’ll keep my cock in you. But if I do you this favor, then I’m gonna have to coat the inside of that little pussy of yours with my toxic cum, ok? It’s only fair.” I huffed a bit, but in that moment, I needed his cock more than anything else on earth. “It’s only fair, kiddo.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Ok.” I said quietly. “That’s settled then. Now let’s get you into position. Here, get your hands on the floor, but keep your little but propped up on the couch.” I did as he asked. Withdrawing his cock from my ass took a bit of coaxing, but I got into position, ass pointed toward the ceiling and hanging a bit off the couch, while I propped myself up on the floor. I rested my head on the carpet. Mr. James got on either side of my ass and squatted, pointing his dick right at the entrance to my pussy, but just holding it there. “Alright, kiddo. Get that pussy ready to get pounded.” With that, he shoved his entire dick inside me and I let out an animal howl into the carpet. “Yeah, you like my fat poz cock, don’t you?” He said as he mercilessly pounded my pussy. All I could do was let out a long moan that vibrated with the impacts of his thrusts. “You like my cock. It’s better than any cock you’ve ever had in your life, boy, and do you know why?” he said, pushing my lower back to grind my face in the carpet. “Because this is a poz cock, and they always feel better. Don’t they?” I moaned my ascent. “Don’t they,” he said. I twisted my neck around to look at him. “Yes. Yesssss.” “Good, now tell me what you want.” “Your big. Poz. Cock. Mr. Jaaaaaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhh—“ he really started pounding and it co “And that poz cum?” “Gimme your poz cummmmmnnnnnnnn” “Here it cums, baby boy.” He thrust himself into me so hard my face skidded on the carpet. His cock swelled to twice its normal thickness stretching my pussy to the limit. He let out a deep yell and I felt every jet he sprayed my insides with rope after rope after rope of thick cum. I squeeze down to milk every drop. With his cock still embedded in me he pushed me off the couch like a plow and laid himself down on my back. I could feel his cum oozing deeper inside me, and it was the best feeling in the world. “You’re going to be my poz baby boy, aren’t you?” I honestly didn’t know what he was talking about, but as long as I had his cock in my hole, any cock, I would be just fine. “Now what do you think about that bathhouse?” I let out a tired, but excited yay, punching the air with a weary fist. Mr. James laughed. “Great, but first we need to rid of all this nasty hair. You’re too pretty to be that hairy.” I agreed, and my hole twitched in anticipation.