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It was the beginning of summer, when the soft wet ground of spring has dried and [banned word] of all varieties make their way outside to do what they do best. I'm a total cum slut bottom who gets off being used pretty much anywhere as long as there's a low probability of getting caught and hopefully a high probability of being watched. My neighborhood is one of those that the gentrifiers call "in transition." It's a former warehouse district where some of the buildings have been converted to offices, studios, condos and lofts, while others continue to serve their original purpose. I was walking home from work one very warm evening around six when I spotted the neighborhood ice cream truck. The music playing from the speaker on the roof reverberated off the buildings around it, the echo giving the song an almost ethereal sound. A few mothers were walking away from the truck with their kids as I approached, and since it was so warm, I thought, "What the hell?" "Hi," I said to the guy inside as I approached. His back was turned so I couldn't see his face. "What do you have left?" "Lots of everything," he replied, turning around. I didn't notice his face as he did. Even under his apron I could make out a huge bulge that must have been straining his jeans to their breaking point. "What'll you have?" Regaining my composure, I scanned the menu board full of colorful pictures and settled on a bomb pop. As he turned to retrieve it for me, his t-shirt rode up ever so slightly in the back and I caught a quick glimpse of part of a tattoo in the small of his back. He turned back to me, bomb pop in hand. With a smile, he leaned forward to hand it to me and as he did, said, "No charge. I'm closing up now. I have to take the truck back to the warehouse where I store it." "Thanks," I said, surprised at his generosity. There was a look on his face that I couldn't quite read. I studied him perhaps a little too long, and he took notice. "I've seen you before," he said. "You were hosting blindfolded in the motel a couple of blocks from here. I came by and used your hole after work." My hole twitched involuntarily. I had always wondered what it would be like, running into someone I didn't recognize but who recognized me. Part of the fun of taking anonymous loads blindfolded is that you never know if someone you see on the street, or meet at the office, has been in your holes and knows who you are. Intrigued, I leaned on the small counter outside the service window. "Yeah?" I asked. "What did you think?" He grinned. "It was amazing. In fact, I'd love to use it again." "I'm not doing anything now, how about you?" I asked as my cock started stiffening in my pants. I was breathless with anticipation, hoping he would agree. "Hell yeah," he said, still grinning. "Hop in. The warehouse I'm headed to is used to store food trucks. They'll all be out by now, so we can park and have the whole place to ourselves." I didn't need any more urging. I slid open the passenger side door as he folded up the service shelf and closed the awning over the window. Hoping in the driver's seat, he shut off the music and started the engine as I buckled into the passenger seat. Before he put the truck in gear, though, he turned to me. "I want you blindfolded again, is that cool?" I nodded eagerly. "Hell yeah!" The grin returned to his face and he threw the truck in gear and lurched away from the curb. We had driven down the street only a few blocks past my building when he turned left into an alley. A hundred yards down, there was a large metal rolling door in the building on the right. He stopped the truck, hopped out, and walked over to the door. Sliding a key into a box mounted to the wall next to the door, he turned it, and the door began moving with a rattle. He hopped back in the truck, and once the door was open wide enough he drove through. The space inside was cavernous. The roof was about 30 feet high and lined with clerestory windows that brought light to the interior. The warehouse was divided into stalls that resembled cages, with steel posts supporting chicken wire. I assumed that each stall was for a truck, and the wire fencing intended to prevent theft of the trucks or their contents while they were unattended. As he promised, the place was empty. The engine noise of the truck reverberated off the walls, a cacophony of echoes in the empty space. He swung the truck into a stall about halfway down on the left. The back wall was lined with cabinets and freezers; presumably this is where he kept his excess inventory so he could stock the truck each day. Against the cage wall on my side of the truck was a stainless steel table on casters, about five feet long and three feet high. He shut off the engine and we sat for a moment in the sudden silence. Motioning for me to stay in the truck, he hopped out and walked around to my side. Sliding the door open, he reached into the glove box and pulled out a blindfold and a small brown bottle. I also spied a bottle of lube, which he left in its place as he closed the glove box again. Silently he motioned for me to turn my head away from him and I complied; the next moment the blindfold was over my eyes and tied tight behind my head. Next, I detected a familiar scent and realized he had placed the open brown bottle under my right nostril. I held my left closed to get the full effect and inhaled deeply. My head swam and I felt a warm rush of relaxation and lust all at once. He still said nothing, instead unbuckling my seat belt and helping me down from the truck. Once standing outside the truck he silently undressed me, and I heard the soft whisper of my clothes falling to the floor. By this time I had a raging hardon, and wasted no time in freeing it from my boxers. Once I was naked, he guided me away from the truck until I felt cold steel pressing against my thighs. The rolling table. I instinctively understood what he wanted me to do, and so with his help I climbed up onto the table, onto my hands and knees. Then the sounds of a belt being unbuckled and more clothes hitting the floor. The brown bottle made another appearance under each of my nostrils this time, and I inhaled deeply as he held the opposing nostril closed each time. My head was swimming as he pulled me forward so I was laying prostrate on my stomach. The cool steel felt amazing against my rock-hard cock and my nipples. I felt the tip of his cock press against my lips and I opened my mouth to engulf his shaft. He placed his hands behind my head as he expertly guided the entire length of his cock into the back of my throat. It had the taste of sweat and piss that I expected from someone who had been working all day. I swallowed his entire length, which I judged to be about 9 inches. I stuck my tongue out to caress his balls as they touched my chin. I began to drool as he slid that monster in and out of my throat and I suppressed my gag reflex as best I could. Before long, his cock was covered in thick saliva. It's a perfect time for him to fuck me, I thought, but he had other plans. Withdrawing his cock from my throat, I heard him walk away and then one of the freezer door latches clicked, as though he had opened it. I strained to hear what he was doing since I couldn't see. The suspense was killing me. Was he going to feed me ice cream to chill my mouth before he used it some more? Fuck me with a bomb pop? My head swam with possibilities. Finally I heard his soft footsteps returning and a slight 'click'. i couldn't quite place it. It wasn't a lube bottle popping open, that much I knew, more like a plastic cap being unscrewed. Then I felt something small, hard and cold on my ass. An ice cube? That must be it. He slid it back and forth in my ass crack, from my taint almost to my tailbone. I felt the cold on my cheeks and the slight wetness as it began to melt while he teased me. It came to rest against my now extremely hungry hole. And then, I felt a pressure, and the ice cube was inside me! It felt amazing. He pushed the ice deep into my hole, following it with not one but two fingers. It melted quickly, and as it did he slid his fingers in and out, making my hole slick and causing a bit of water to trickle down my taint to my balls. I was in heaven! Unable to see, my imagination displayed images in the dark of what this horny big-dicked guy was doing to my hole. I was settling in, enjoying the stroking, when he removed his fingers and I felt cold against my hole again. Another ice cube! As with the last one, he slid it deep inside me and then stroked his fingers in and out while it melted. He repeated this action three more times. In total he had slid five ice cubes inside me. My hole spasmed around his fingers each time, and in my mind I pictured how wet and sloppy my hole must be by now. That was when the attention on my hole stopped, and I felt the little brown bottle under my nose again. Two hits in each nostril had my head swimming as he placed the tip of that glorious cock back in my mouth. I sucked on it greedily, hungry for the cum inside his balls but desperate to feel it shooting deep inside me. It would be a terrible waste if after all this build-up, he just shot down my throat! But I wasn't to be disappointed. He stepped away again, withdrawing his slickened cock from my throat. His footsteps moved to beside the table, then to the opposite end near my feet. He grabbed my ankles without a word and began pulling, indicating that I was to slide down the table toward him. I complied, and in a moment my feet were on the floor and I was bent over the table. Then he was gone, under the table. I heard two metallic 'clicks' and before I knew what was happening, he had shackled my wrists to the table. In most cases I would have panicked and tried to flee, but I was so turned on, so eager to please this man, that I just went with it. He stood up from under the table and came behind me, and I felt a new and different pressure on my slicked-up hole. This was warm and a little yielding, unlike those hard ice cubes had been. Still silent, he pushed the head of his cock into my ass and without stopping, slid balls-deep until his pubic mound pressed into my ass cheeks. He let out a sigh of satisfaction, then finally he spoke. "Fuck, my cum feels so good inside you." His cum? Then I realized: the ice cubes weren't water, of course, they were frozen loads, chunks of frozen cum that he was now using as lube to fuck my aching ass. It felt amazing and I sank into it as he plunged that massive member in and out of me. He smacked my ass and then grabbed me by the hips. I grabbed the edges of the table to steady myself as his pace increased. I was very glad he had locked the casters on the table, otherwise he'd have fucked me clear across the warehouse! At last, I felt his thick shaft stiffen, and I knew I was about to receive a fresh load from him. His grip on my hips tightened and I felt his body go rigid, and he emitted an animalistic bellow as his cock started jerking inside me, releasing what I could only imagine was a massive load deep in my guts. His grip relaxed, as did the rest of his body, but he left his cock in my ass. I gave a couple of squeezes to milk out any remaining cum, and each time it made him shudder with pleasure. At least, he withdrew. "You made a mess of my cock," he chastised playfully. "Now you have to clean it up." I'm a huge fan of ass-to-mouth so I was excited to hear him say that. His cum dribbled out of my hole as he climbed on the table, leaving me shackled for the moment. He sat in front of me, one leg draped over each of my arms so his shaft was in line with my mouth. As he slid the head past my lips, he pulled off the blindfold. There, in place of his shaved-off pubes, was a biohazard tattoo. I was stunned into momentary paralysis as he continued sliding his shaft into my mouth. He had stealthed me, with not one but six loads! But I was not as horrified by this as I always thought I would be. My cock stiffened as I sucked his cock, the taste of cum and ass and blood - yes, I tasted blood - mixed on my tongue. What had happened? But I could not stop enjoying this beautiful cock. I wanted another load from it, tattoo be damned. And as it hardened in my mouth, I knew I would get one. I worked my head back and forth, up and down his shaft until he let out a softer moan this time and I felt him pump another load down my throat. I gobbled it up lest I accidentally spill any when he pulled out. Finally he was done, and he hopped off the table and unlocked the shackles. My knees almost buckled from the thorough fucking he had given me. He steadied me with his arm, then gathered my clothes and placed them on the table so I could get dressed. "We're cool?" he asked. I nodded, a satisfied smile on my face. "Oh, yeah. I realized after I saw your tattoo that you've fucked me before, so why fight it?" He smiled. "I'm glad. That is one amazing set of holes you have. I'd like to do this on the regular. I even have some friends who would love to join in." The cumdump slut inside me perked up on hearing this. "Absolutely!" I replied. "Especially convenient since you're so close." Now dressed, he walked me to the rolling door, which I realized had remained open this entire time! I couldn't help but wonder, with an inner chuckle, if anyone had heard his great bellow as he knocked me up. I hoped so. I walked back up the alley to the street, then walked the few blocks home, his cum seeping from my abused hole the entire time. I jacked off three times that night, thinking about the poz loads swimming in my guts. And I resolved, there and then, to take as many more as I could from this man before the summer - and ice cream truck season - was over.

kaity and I met two weeks into sophomore year and were never apart for more than a few days at a time after that. We got married just before graduation and settled into our married life. Sex had never been that exciting. We were both a little awkward and we settled into a vanilla routine with lots of missionary,a little doggy, and not much passion. Feeling bored I started watching porn online. I soon got obsessed with anal. I loved watching 20 year olds getting their asses plowed by huge cocks. As I watched more, I especially loved scenes with groups and anal creampies, and better yet, both. For once I tried talking to kaity frankly about sex. I said I was interested in anal and wanted to eat and fuck her ass. Her response couldn't have been worse. Hey revulsion was obvious and she made me promise i would never bring it up again. OK. Or sex life got worse and my anal fixation increased. About a year down the line I was sent to new York for work. I'd never been before and was looking forward to a new experience. I arranged to get there a couple of days early on my own dime. My wife thought the work had to start early. I wandered the city my first night, walking from Central Park down to Washington square Park. It was getting later and I grabbed a bite. Then I walked the side streets of the village. I happened on a porno store and walked in on a lark. The rows of porno made me instantly hard. Anal, gangbangs, fat women, etc. All hardcore and in my face. I picked up a couple dvds and marveled. I walked quickly down the gay aisle. My cock got even harder seeing guys with a dick inside. No wanting to be a bad customer, I bought a small bottle of lube and got out of there. I was still head spinningly horny and when I noticed the cheesy gay bar across the street I simply walked towards it without forming a clear thought in my head. The place was dead, and on a Saturday. But I went up to the bar and ordered a vodka tonic. The drink was cheap. It was fine for me to be there. So I told myself, but my nerves were frazzled. I drank fast and I hardly drank. I found myself in the middle of a conversation with a middle aged gay guy. I heard myself telling him a lot of details about my life and sexual interests. I laughingly told him about my anal obsession. He told me I should give it a try. The next thing I can remember I was in the stall of the bathroom with my jeans around my ankles. My new friend's thrust his cock inside me. It was hot,I felt confused, I moaned. As he continued to fuck me I became very aware that people were coming and going from the bathroom. Tony! That was his name. "You want that anal creampie don't you baby," asked Tony. "Yeah cum in my ass," I heard myself saying. Someone was peeing a few feet away. Tony thrust hard a few more times and then buried himself in me. I reached back, feeling for a condom. "Are you fucking me bare?!?" "Yeah you said you were into it!" "What?" "Yeah you said you wanted a creampie!" Fuck. By now his load was running out of my anus and down my leg. I pulled up my pants and ran out of the bar. After I got a couple of blocks away I hailed a cab and went back to my hotel. I took a hot shower and got myself cleaned out. Just as I was putting on my pajamas there was a knock at my door. I looked through the peephole and saw a couple of guys. Fuck. I recognized them. I invited them here from the gay bar... To be continued...

Awww thanks man. They are far from perfect but I’m thrilled you’re enjoying them!! That is for the kind words, made my night.

I woke up this morning at 4am so hungry for cock I got my hole ready then got online and put it out out there "bttm taking loads" I was able to text my regular married Turkish mini cab driver when he called me! He'd seen my post and was on his way. When I opened the door to let him in he has his rock hard dick out dripping pre cum! No time for fore play, he came in and got my up against the wall, as he shoved his dick in my hairy crack lubing my hole with his pre cum I push my arse back on him and his dick slide right in and we simultaneously groaned with pleasure! As he started pounding he said " Fuck I'm getting close already " I told him it was ok and begged him for his load! A few thrusts later he was roaring as he held me tight and his dick pumped hard inside me. He thrust occasionally as I felt the warmth of his cum fill me up. When he pulled out I quickly moved us to the living room where I'd put a towel down, I dropped to my knees to suck his still hard dick & my cunthole spluttered & farted as his thick creamy load spewed out. I kept on sucking as he held my head, having sucked out what remained of his load I was excited when I tasted the fresh flow of pre cum and stared sucking harder, he was groaning and after a few minutes asked if i wanted his load in my mouth or pussy. I took him out of my mouth & said "pussy!" I got myself head down arse up as he got behind me and shoved his dick in me, he plowed my pussy hard for a few seconds then blew his second load in me. When his dick slipped out he dick was now limp and he was spent, he twitched and groaned as I gently sucked him clean. When he left I plugged by hole and licked up all his cum leakage off the towel then got back online, I had a message form a lorry driver parked up at the truck stop by the near by cruising woods. I replied saying I could drive to him now if he was still looking to fuck, he replied instantly saying he was rock hard & ready to fuck me on the cabs little bed. I was already excited when I arrived cos I really loved getting bred by lorry drivers in their cab, the curtain were drawn around the windows, he opened the door when I knocked & my excitement elevated when I climbed in & saw the stocky hairy ginger bull with his big fat hard uncut cock with his foreskin hood half covering his huge purple bell end & the thick gold wedding band on his finger. I'd told him I had been freshly bred & he was eager to eat & finger my used pussy, he had me bend over leaning on the backs of the seats as he pulled out my plug & vigorously churned up the Turkish seed in my pussy with his thick hairy fingers then shoved his tongue in licking & slurping up the cum & arse juice cocktail. When he as done I got hold of his thick 8" uncut cock, his huge bell end was so big it was more than a mouthful & I sucked on as much as I could with my lips guarding my teeth. When he was ready to fuck me he surprised me when he produced his t loaded pipe telling me I was gunna need it to open up and take his dick, he wasn't kidding, While sucking his bell end it had some give to it, as soon as he was ready to fuck his dick was literally rock hard. I had a few big puffs and got on my back & spread my legs, he lubed my hole and his dick and fed me the pipe for another hit then started to tease my cunthole! As the t kicked in my cunthole was gagging for his dick and after a few seconds it seemed to open up and suck is dick in, it felt soooooo fucking good, his bell end goy my dick oozing pre cum as soon as its huge mass rubbed my prostate making me groan loudly and soon had me howling as he fucked harder & faster! He plowed my cunthole getting me close to orgasm then pulled out telling me I'd cum when he was ready for me to cum! he continued to milk my prostate for a good half hour, my pre cum was like a river spewing from my dick all over my belly and was leaking down both sides. When he was ready for me to cum I was so charged up & begging him to let me cum. He fed me the pipe again and said he'd let me cum this time, he plowed into me and I felt the powerful wave building up from deep inside me, it surged through me and exploded into a massive orgasm that made my legs tremble and my roar turn into an almost silent yelping as my dick squirted big thick wads of cum on my chest, neck and chin. He carried on fucking through my orgasm and as it started to die I felt another wave building and had another orgasm, my dick pumped and more thick cum oozed out as I howled and writhed in ecstasy! He carried on fucking and suddenly said he was gunna cum, I wanted his load so badly & felt a third weaker wave building and as he roared and flooded me with his cum I orgasmed again as I grabbed his big hairy thighs, he thrust in me while cumming & it made his huge load start squelching out of me. When he pulled out he scooped up the leakage & fed it to me then I sucked any remaining cum from his piss hole & licked his cock clean. Once recovered I got myself ready to leave & we thanked each other for a great fuck, as I opened the cab door he handed me the pipe & insisted I take it with me. Currently blowing clouds and hunting for more dick like the hungry slut I am! 🤤

Hey guys sorry it's been so long since I've posted. Found a new job! Kind of a career starting job that I was lucky to find given the state of the world. So I haven't spent any time on this site or with the story. I'll need to wrap this story up and then wait a while before I post another story. I'll try for this weekend!

Everyone in florida fucks raw. I wasnt on meds for hiv at all for months, and freely dumped loads into bottoms at hanks, barcodes, club orlando. Hell in October and november of last year I fucked every ass I saw at all 3 places when my vl was super high It's insane how many of these college gays will just bend over and let me seed their ass no questions asked. Only reason I stopped is I found a top to own me

I have encountered several threads on Breedingzone either discussing or asking advice about douching so I decided to throw in my two cents and so I present to you my fellow bottoms...treehugger's guide to douching. Enjoy. Tip No. 1 Know thyself. Being in touch with your body and how it functions in your own personal way is the most important knowledge in getting the most out of your douching routine. What I mean is questions like: How often do you defecate? Are your poos log-like or is it like you just turned on a soft serve machine? How often are you constipated? How long does it take you to push out a loaf? and so on. Understanding how your body operates will give you a better idea of what you need to do to get properly cleaned out. For example, if you are often constipated, take a long time to push out a few nuggets or have squishy poos then you are more likely to have a harder time cleaning out properly. This leads me to tip number two. Tip No. 2 A good douche starts with a healthy diet and exercise. Nothing lubes the ole shit chute like fiber and a trot around the block. Maybe you are that lucky guy that can eat anything under the sun and shit like a champ but chances are you are not. Diets high in animal protein, dairy and sugar can gum up the works making it harder for a quick douche to do a proper job. Cutting down on meat, dairy and sugar then upping your veg intake can move things along quite nicely. Also remember to hydrate properly especially if you consume alcohol. Consider taking a daily fiber supplement of some kind. And I do mean daily! To be a good bottom you need to be ready to take a load at all times. If you manage things properly you might get away with a quick douche before your next hookup gets to your door. Tip No. 3 Explore and experiment. First of all stick a couple fingers up your ass and feel around. Get to know what your are dealing with. Seriously, do it! Here's why. I have a problem with water getting trapped by my second ring. Not such a big deal if its clean but I'd rather not take any chances so sometimes I have to go knuckle deep, nudge that second ring and see if the pipes are dry. Try different types of douching equipment. I do like the shower wands but they can take some getting used to especially when trying to determine the best water pressure. I find I can get too much water too deep in my gut then it takes hours for all that dirty water to make its way back out. Depending on what type of encounter you are expecting you might not need to get that clean. Again it depends on how your body functions. If you are a reasonably heathy guy who isn't preparing for a gangbang you only need to clean out so many inches of your intestines for a stink free fuck. I have not tried the enema bags so not sure how well those work. I have an enema ball that is small enough to travel and big enough to get the job done. I've had the same one for 20 years. As big a 'ho as I am I still have not managed to wear it out. I recently tried a bidet wand that attached to the toilet and loved it. Worked perfectly for a quick douche and you can do it right over the toilet. It was a little awkward at first but once I got the hang of it was great. Tip No. 4 Start early with your douching routine. Of course this is not always an option but if you have a fuck planned it doesn't hurt to get the ball rolling early on. Even if my fuck is hours away I like to start douching so by the time its showtime I can be confident I am clean. I shoot some water in my hole, evacuate and then go on with my day, doing it again a half hour later and so on. If I plan on going to a fuck party, the bathhouse or a bookstore I might even start the day or night before. Fasting is a great way to have less to flush out. I am a champion at fasting so I can even not eat for a couple days before the event and have a much easier time cleaning out. Of course I hydrate and drink broth while fasting to keep up my energy. Sometimes I do a flush the night before by drinking a few glasses of prune juice. I happen to like the taste of prune juice and it works great for me at moving things along. Tip No. 5 Use lube when douching. You may not need to do this especially if your douching is a quick and easy operation. But if you are having trouble getting clean and have to insert over and over again that could lead to soreness and discomfort. I know it does for me. When I just can not seem to get clean and I am on my umpteenth ball of warm water my hole can get a little tender. As much dick as I have had over the years you would think it would not be so but alas my rosebud is apparently as delicate as the morning dew and lube is an essential component of my douching routine. Well that is all I have. Let men know if I left out anything. I am sure I will have an opinion on it. Lastly I would like to go on a small rant and mention how difficult we bottoms sometimes have it. I have been to 14 different bathhouses throughout the USA and I have to say most of them have shitty (no pun intended) facilities for cleaning out. What a fucking pain it is to have to carry enough bottled water into a stall to clean out properly when there is no dedicated space to douche. Just sayin. Tops are so fucking lucky! I know, boo-hoo.

Faggots are for a man to use. Period I could argue you cannot rape a faggot.

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Still here, still Poz and still go to Hank's. Haven't been back to club I since covid.

I decided to pull my jeans on commando and leave my shirt unbuttoned when I got back to our booth. I'm a cum slut and love it, why not advertise with my state of undress. Our waiter arrived with a take out bag bulging with the rest of my clothes and shoes. "You might be interested in these at some point. I know your paramour rules require you to tell your hubby about the two loads you just snuck in the bathroom, but according to my count you've got five more to cover from earlier today. Don't start on those 'til I return with your dessert and coffee." Hubby smiling; "That was quite a show love." Me; "How much did you see?" Hubby ; "The chef was leaving the cubicle fastening his fly when I arrived. I assumed he'd left his deposit. I had a front row seat for the rest. Fuckin hot show my man. Fuckin hot breeding you took." Me: "Damn, I'm such a cum slut! Can't get enough!" Hubby; "And I love that about you. Saw that the first night we met and wouldn't dream of trying to change you. Not in a thousand years. It's such a quirky part of your charm. That said, you owe me stories of the other five loads today. Here's our coffee and dessert. Time to fess up lover." Our waiter served our orders and slipped into the booth beside me. He undid the buttons which were escue on his shirt as well as my jeans. He slipped his hand in to hold my hardening cock. "Okay bud, you've got five more loads to account for. Speak up." Me; "Okay, okay. Fuck that feels good. ... Where did I leave off. Oh yeah, I'd just taken the probably toxic load from the silver fox behind the dumpster." "When I realized I had a spare half hour before hubby would be home and knew I was way too horny to wait I decided to stop by the ABS. I could probably get one more load in." "It was just after work hours so lots of guys were around seeking quick release before heading home. I decided to jettison any pretense of being picky. I moved into a booth and backed my ass up to the glory hole. 'Cum what may!' " "In no time I could feel pressure and a very painful penetration. I reached between my legs to feel the guy was wearing a condom. Imeaditly I pulled off and turned my eager ass to the hole on the other side of the booth." Within two seconds a slim naked cock snaked deep into me. With each fuck movement he made into me I made an equal and opposite push back to the degree the wall would allow. We quickly found a rythm and I thought; 'Fuck, I know why I was given this ass and what it needs when it needs scratching.' The pace increased and his howl of ecstatic release came through the wall as he blasted his workday load into my 'give me whatever' ass." "When he pulled out I thought; 'Okay enough, let's head home.'" "The thought was barely processed when another raw cock was up my fuck juice slippery ass. This was a huge thick black monster. There was no missing it's pressure stretching my hole, pounding past my prostate and attacking my second hole."

I find the feeling of shame and humiliation an extreme turn on. I love being dressed up like a dirty cum guzzling street whore and owned by dominant black men with enormous dicks. I love being owned by them and being subjected to all sorts of twisted raunchy [banned word] kinks of their desire. Being exposed out in public, stripped down and caught or watched as I’m forced down, having my legs forced open and have an enormous black cock buried raw deep inside me is very orgasmic to me. I get turned on being watched, looked at with disgust as nothing more than some street cum dumpster whore. I love being verbally degraded as my hole is being wrecked and bred. I love going to sleazy motels, orgy parties, cruise spots where I get passed around total strangers and used as their cum dumpster whore. I love going home a hot mess with a leaking hole

Food for thought. I can only say that from my experiences I have never felt shame or humiliation from being fucked or offering myself up to be fucked. In fact the last time I was bred was in a cottage stall while some other guys stood outside listening to me getting pounded. After we finished and rearranged our clothes he left and I walked out a few seconds later with a huge grin on my face knowing everyone else knew exactly what had just happened. As I drove away I was gigling and was actually buoyant for the rest of the day because it felt so good. This is not to say that shame and humiliation cannot be great tools in the sex itself. I love a controlling Top. I love verbal during a hard fucking especially when a Top calls me slut, or bitch. During sex I want to be owned. Once the sex is over, however, we are on an equal footing. Cliche time: Yes I am a fuckhole to be used; also I'm a person. Fail to see that side of things and you'll never get to experience the other. My pride is quite intact.

Lol I totally have to agree. I’m a size queen and love enormous cocks. I’m pretty stretched but have had ones that literally made me cry lol. I never turn down a challenge and if it doesn’t fit I tell them to make it fit. So far the biggest cock that I’ve had the pleasure of wrecking and breeding my hole was 13”. I got high and seduced him. We got a motel room and I told him that he can have me anyway he desired. We partied some more and then he just took it raping me willingly. I had the most incredible orgasim ever, it hurt so fucking good. We took videos as he was wrecking my hole, I was moaning and crying saying how good it felt and for him not to stop. At one point I was so fucked up that I was out of it and could barely feel anything. I was a hot leaking mess and kept telling him that I was still hungry for more and love how rough he was being. I bent in front of this long mirror and told him to own me. He got behind me as I was pulling my cheeks open and buried his rock hard cock hard deep inside me to the point of lifting me off the ground. He then verbally degraded me as he fucked me with zero remorse till he spilled inside me leaving me sore for a week

Just got fucked by two different Asian Guys. First was a fuckbuddy of mine who has fucked me many times he is from Hong Kong and has kinda small dick, so we only need spit. I can always feel when he pumps his load in my hole. About an hour later another fuckbuddy stopped by after work, He is Filipino and has a nice cock I usually suck. But this time he fucked me as i was prelude with my other buddys load. He kept telling me how wet and warm it felt and how he was going to breed my ass. now online looking for more LOL

There's a truth here that I think bears teasing out and acknowledging. Actions, and speech can be an action, have consequences. Free speech doesn't mean freedom from critique of that speech. A lot of what people brand as "cancel culture" I see as simple accountability for the positions, and the actions, that people take. The consequences of these things are, in my opinion, very weak tea indeed. The fact that these kinds of forces function to help discuss and define cultural norms and let people know when they're butting up against them is somewhat comforting. If only that mechanism had been working for governmental and institutional norms over the last few years. The ethical bankruptcy and bald-faced hypocrisy of the right and of the religious right in the US has been startling to observe. One thing I could not get past was how many people felt they needed to assert they were not racists for voting for the Republican Presidential contender in 2016. What I took away from that was that, while they may not have been racists demagogs themselves, they decided that the candidate's transparently racist views and policies weren't a deal breaker for them. It was then that I decided that there really was an "unfuckable" category of men. I decided I wasn't rewarding crypto-racist fascists with access to my cunt.

So many good memories sucking cocks, even though sucking cock is not my most favorite thing to do being a CumDump. Fun memory...10 years ago I was in Rome and was in a gay bar; fun place, dark, semi-crowded, stage for strippers, kind of a sketchy crowd. I was flirting with this tall and muscular guy. I thought he was interested, so I walked to the bathroom to see if he’d follow me. He did not. I went back to the bar and ignored him. An hour later I decide to go up to him again. He looked at me, didn’t say anything, turned and walked to the bathroom. I followed him. He went into a stall. I followed, shut the door. He spoke no words. He pushed me to my knees. He unzipped and pulled out a beautiful long uncut cock, big black bushy pubic hair. I immediately opened my mouth to suck. He slapped my face. He pushed my face into his hairy groin, sweaty and manly smells. Then I opened my mouth and sucked on his beautiful cock as it grew in size and got hard as I was sucking. I worked diligently. It was amazing. I wanted to taste his cum. I worked on him for 5 or more minutes. Suddenly he pulled his cock from my mouth, zipped up his pants, stepped over me and walked out of the stall, leaving me on my knees. I walked back out to the bar, semi crowded. He was back at the bar with two other guys laughing/talking. Oh well I thought...asshole! A few minutes later he’s looking at me and motions for me to come over to him. I do. He takes my shoulders, positions me, my back to the bar, he’s infront of me, puts his hand on my head and forcibly pushes me down to the floor on my knees. He steps closer to the bar. Each one of his two friends is on each side, all standing tightly around me, so few people out in the bar notice I’m on the floor. Single-handily he unsnaps his jeans. I pull his zipper down and pull out his semi-hard cock. I immediately start sucking him. He gets hard. He’s forcing his cock in my mouth. Soon I feel him tensing up, then he blasts his cum in my throat. I tried to keep his cock in my mouth, milking all his cum. Quickly he pulls out and is stuffing his cock in his jeans. I hear them talking in Italian, laughing. I’m waiting for him to give me room so I can stand up, but soon I realize they are tightly keeping me on the floor my back pressed to the bar. One of they other guy’s hands are under the bar unsnapping and unzipping his jeans. Another beautiful man’s cock comes out. He’s really very sweaty. I start sucking immediately. I can hear the music, the flashing lights of the stage, I see guys legs walking by; no one’s really paying any attention to what’s going on. I suck and suck the friend’s cock. He took a while, but he finally gave me his load in my throat. Soon he pulls out and zips up. Now I turn to the third guy. Yep, he’s unzipping, again a good sized, hairy uncut sweaty cock. I devour it. He’s cums very quickly and I remember how the other two stood so still as they came in my mouth, the third guy jerks and shakes as he’s cuming in my mouth. Soon he’s done. Cock is put back in his jeans. I’m saited with three good tasty cum loads inside me. I still can’t stand up and I’m thinking, ok guys I’m done down here. Then they step away from the bar and I’m exposed on my knees on the floor in the bar. I stand up, and turn toward the bar. The three guys I just sucked off head to the door and leave. My face still wet with my salvia and cum as I’m wiping it away and I order a drink, I get my money out. When the drink comes I hand the bills to the bartender. He smiles, waves off my money and says, in Italian accented English, “No, no, those boys you just blew, paid me to give you a drink and say...”Thanks American!”

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.

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.

Direct to the saunas and bare fuck like a rabbit every hole i can ...and accept every private sex parties.

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

In c. 3months we should be free again without the social distancing rules. How are you going to celebrate? I'm planning to go to a sauna and fuck as many holes as I can and take as many loads as I can. What about you?

This "bothsidesism" is the stupidest take on politics I've seen and I've been a diligent observer of the political process for 40+ years. Of course both sides have politicians who lie. That isn't the fucking point. Anyone who thinks there is any political figure who has the perfect nature attributed to JFC is, well, naive as can be and probably shouldn't be allowed to go out in public without an escort. What matters is which party's candidates come closer to what you believe in, among the *actually electable* candidates on the ballot for a given race. Anyone who votes for someone other than the candidate who comes closer to his views isn't voting; he's doing political masturbation disguised as performance art.

Love to be your neighbor - be my teacher - transforming my pussy cunt hole for fisting - becoming a whore - slut ! Helping me !

Disagree. Use Prep and fuck raw. Your chances of getting pozzed are almost nil.

I had recently gotten into barebacking with a hot guy who was a fuck buddy of mine. Up until then, I had used condoms my whole life to be safe. Once he and I stopped seeing each other (owing to a misunderstanding). I struggled with wanting to bareback to enjoy the natural feeling, and using condoms to be safe. At first I continued to use condoms with all the guys who I met, but the feeling wasn't the same at all, it was almost irritating to feel that piece of rubber between us, but caution prevailed, and I made an honest attempt to use them to protect myself. After a few months of unsatisfying fucks, I reluctantly decided that I might try to bareback, but only with neg guys. I had to really struggle with that one, because meeting guys for sex in bars, internet, etc, well, guys could naturally not be trusted to tell the truth. I made a decision that I would bareback with neg guys, but make them pull out before they came, and that I would require test results that I could see to be reasonably sure they were telling the truth. It was a risky solution still, because a guy could get tested, subsequently become HIV positive, and then I'd be at risk, but my hormones and body were struggling for control over my mind. It was a solution that I decided would be worth the risk. You know when you decide on something that you know isn't right, but talk yourself into it, because it's what you want? Well that's what I did. I met 2-3 guys this way, and it worked out pretty well. I'd see their test results and they'd fuck me bare, and pull out shooting onto my chest, but I still wasn't satisfied. I missed the intimacy, and feeling of having a man inside me ejaculating at the climax of the fuck, it felt incomplete. The last guy I met this way, we had arranged for him to pull out when he was close. When he got close to cumming while fucking me though, I was so turned on, that I grabbed his hips, when he told me he was about to cum, and starting to pull out, and pushed him back into me. He needed no further encouragement, and sank all the way back in, letting himself go inside me. Again, I could feel his dick spasming, and contracting as he came, and that wonderful feeling of warm semen flow into me. On some level, I knew I was hooked, and that nothing again would ever satisfy me. I continued to battle with that dilemma, and began to sometimes let guys cum in me, and sometimes pull out. I knew again on some level, I was playing a dangerous game, and eventually would be headed for trouble, but I just couldn't stop. A couple of months later, I went on vacation and began talking to a couple on the net who wanted to meet me while I was visiting. The couple had posted a message to a group, looking for guys to play with. They were both tops, and loved barebacking. One was poz, the other neg. After a few weeks of e-mails back and forth, we agreed to meet. Our deal was that the neg guy could fuck me bare, but the poz guy would have to use a condom. It wasn't the best situation, but both these guys were really hot, especially the poz one, and I couldn't resist, and felt reasonably safe. I met them, and saw the test results of the neg guy. He had been tested every 3 months for the past 3 years, and showed me all the results so I felt pretty sure he was telling the truth. He even showed me his ID, so I knew it was really him. I trusted them, because of that, and also because the poz guy had been honest about his status from the start. Everything seemed to be on the up and up. I was visiting for 10 days, and the first day we got together, and the neg guy fucked me first, bare, with the agreement that he pull out when he came. These guys were hot! The neg one was Italian, late 20's, rugged, athletic body, and very masculine, 7" cut dick. The poz guy was early 20's, Latin, smoothest skin you've ever seen, with a baby face to go nuts over, and an awesome 8" uncut piece of wonder between his legs. After a lot of making out and sucking, the neg guy started to ride my ass raw, fucking me for a good long time. He was really into it, pumping in and out, and fucking like a pro. I reminded him to pull out when he got close, and he said, "too late man, sorry". He had already cum. I wasn't really happy because he had agreed to pull out, but I was still sure he was neg, so I decided it was ok. He pulled out of me, and his boyfriend (the poz Latin guy), slid a condom over his dick (I watched), and slid right into my cum filled ass. His dick was bigger so he met with a little resistance when he first started to push in, but he held onto the base of his dick, and shoved, and in it went. It must have been all the lube from the first guy, or his cum already inside me, or the fact that this stud was so hot, but it didn't feel as bad with a condom as it usually did. Maybe his dick was bigger and that made up for it, I didn't know at the time, but it felt awesome. He fucked much faster than the first guy, and I thought I could even feel his uncut head sliding around inside the condom in my ass. This is great I thought, even with a condom I still like it. He fucked me until he blew into the condom in my ass. He pulled out, went to the bathroom, and came back, and he and his boyfriend both sucked me off until I blew my own load. The Latin guy had felt so good inside me with the condom, that I fantasized about how much better he would feel inside me, bare, but realized I couldn't do that, because he was poz, and I wanted to be safe. Over the next week I met with these two guys every day, each time was pretty much the same, the first neg guy would fuck me raw, and I let him cum inside me now, since he had the first time already, and then the Latin guy (poz) would fuck me with the rubber afterwards. I felt really lucky that I had met such cool guys, who were into barebacking, but also respected the whole neg/poz issues. After about 5 days, they suggested that before I leave, we do a gang bang, since I was really into getting fucked. They knew of two other couples, who were into fucking raw, who had been together for over 5 years each, and could show me neg test results. That would be six tops fucking me, and at that time, I had never done a gang bang, or been to a sex party, but I thought it would be hot, so I agreed. I was really looking forward to it, thinking of all that bare dick and cum. I didn't really worry too much because I trusted these guys a lot. I was kind of nervous, but my sex drive won out in the end. The next night I didn't meet with the original couple, because we had planned the gang bang for the night afterwards. That night I went to an internet cafe to check email and cruise on the web a bit. I was reading posts on the list where I had met the original couple, and saw a post from them to the group. They knew I didn't have a computer with me, so evidently they thought there was no worry of me reading the post. What they said was that they had met a guy from out of town, and had been fucking him all week and pozzing him. I was stunned. The neg guy was indeed really neg, but the poz guy had cut a slit in the end of the condoms he was using, causing them to leak or tear when he slid into me. I realized suddenly that was the reason the condoms hadn't been bothering me with the poz Latin guy. They were tearing at the end immediately as he pushed into me, so that he was really fucking me bare, just with a condom wrapped around at the base of his dick. I realized that I had never seen the condom after he fucked me, because he always went right to the bathroom, obviously to get rid of the evidence. I had taken 5 loads of poz cum from this guy over the past week, and never noticed his load inside me, because his boyfriends cum was already in me, so I wouldn't know. Again, I was stunned. I was also angry, scarred, and I have to admit in a twisted kind of way turned on. What I knew might eventually happen, had already happened. I'd already had a poz guy unload into me. The post went on to say that the two other couples were also all poz, and going to further add to the "pozzing". I realized as I read this through the fourth time to make sure I was actually reading it correctly that my dick was hard as a rock. I didn't know why, but I was turned on by the fact that I had crossed over that imaginary line. I felt a freedom, instead of worrying when it was going to happen, it already had. I wondered if it was too late, if I was already poz or not yet. Along with the sense of fear, a feeling of relaxation and letting go occurred over the next few hours. I tried to call the couple to ask them about it, but they weren't home, and by the time they did call me back, for some reason I didn't say anything, but just said everything was fine and I was looking forward to our plans tomorrow. It was like I was in a dream of suspended reality. What was I thinking? I was actually even considering going through with this?! There was still a chance I might be neg, even after the Latin guy had cum in me 5 times, I could still be ok, but in some surreal way, I was drawn to the scene, knowing I shouldn't do it, but unable to resist. Its a hard feeling to describe. I figured I would meet them the next night and confront them, and back out, so I went. I got there, full of fear, anger and excitement, ready to tell them off, but somehow didn't. The other guys were there, all but one of them really hot, and the one that wasn't hot, wasn't a slouch by any means at all. They all showed me their negative results (fake names maybe, who knows) and I just sort of dreamlike mumbled, "ok". I started to go through with it. The original couple Italian guy fucked me first as he usually did, and blew into my ass. The other 5 guys were all around me, sucking on my nipples, jacking and sucking me, kissing me, and I was swept away into a blissful passion, I just kind of melted and stopped caring. The Italian guy finished in my ass and pulled out, and almost immediately the next guy got under me, and started to slide in. I knew he was poz and bare, and starting to slip in, and started to stop him, but a warm mouth over mine, and another warm mouth over my dick, and I was silenced. He was in and fucking me. He didn't last too long, and I felt him push all the way in, and hold there, his body shuddered, and then he was cumming inside me. I felt it. I was feeling disgusted with myself, but I was to turned on. I was knowingly taking poz cum into my ass! An ass sank onto my rock hard dick right at that moment, and I looked up, it was the poz Latin guy, and I immediately blew my load right then and there into him. I didn't care anymore. Over the next hour each of the other guys from the new couples mounted and fucked me bare, all blowing inside my ass load after load of poz cum. Finally it was the Latin guy's turn at my ass, and he started rolling one of his "special" condoms over his dick and moved into position. I looked at him right into his beautiful brown eyes, and reached back, pulling the condom from his dick, taking it off. He looked at me kind of quizzically, and when I smiled, he smiled back and pushed into my ass bare. Just like he had the other times, but without the broken condom on this time. He closed his eyes, obviously feeling 5 loads of cum in my now dripping ass, and fucked me for only a minute. I had my hands all over him, grabbing his ass, and I could feel my own load of cum leaking from his ass, where I had let go inside him earlier. A mouth that had been on my dick for a few minutes, took me over the edge again, and I started to cum in the guys mouth. My contractions must have sent the Latin guy over the edge from the feeling, and he came fast into me, this time naturally, without the condom. The reality of what I had done set in later that night when I got back to my hotel. I had cum running out of my ass, and most of it was charged. I again felt really scared, but also majorly relieved. I figured that I was going to convert, but also thought to myself that I was now free to bareback with all guys, poz and neg, and wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. It wasn't a conscious decision I made, it was something I chose not to think about at the moment, because on some level, I was already resigned to it, and maybe even wanted to get it over with. I never discussed that night with those guys, or why I had let the Latin guy bareback cum in me, I think they knew afterwards that I had figured it out, or was too hot to care. The feeling of those poz loads going into me is indescribable, it was mentally one of the hottest experiences sexually that I have ever had. I wouldn't have gone looking for it, don't know if I even wanted it to happen, but it did.

Really hot story bud, and I loved that little twist at the end. Please continue to write more, and I look forward to reading them!

Yes and no, a bit of a "suggestion of the duality of man" I suppose. I do always feel a slight sense of shame in the moment of being fucked as being used/fucked (especially with more dominant or aggressive tops) we always seem to mark the person being fucked a lesser person in most societies, but personally always feel an immense rush of pride and joy taking it as I feel it's what I prefer in life. Like yeah I'm a bottom taking some dick, but I'm a damn good bottom that treats a cock right and many tops have very clearly enjoyed using me. So it's a split of "I know I should feel bad doing this" and "But I really love this" and "they're looking down on me.." AND "but they're lined up to fuck me." All depends on the moment I guess. At the end of the day the joy i get being a good and enjoyable bottom far outweighs any sense of shame I 'should' be feeling based on society, because when it comes down to it I'm fairly antisocial and rarely give a fuck about what they think.

My own chem piss, loads guys have mailed me.

The men before me hit virtually every pleasurable point about being a bottom. I don’t think I saw an emphasis on just how much the feelings evolve. One of the biggest reasons to want to bottom for 5, 10, 20+ guys in a day is because of how much better everyone feels after you’ve been fucked and loaded. After about 10-15 guys for me, I start getting anal-gasms and pretty much everyone from that point on is causing me to have constant orgasms, which is the fucking best. Imagine how an orgasm is primarily a feeling of bliss with your dick, your body tenses, you cum, then the feeling goes away. An anal-gasm is the same thing except the feeling of bliss happens in your ass, your body tenses, you don’t cum, and the feeling stays for as long as you’re getting fucked.

the first guy that fucked me was my older brother. him and his buddy had been using my mouth for a couple years already. the first stranger was a guy who picked me up off the street dressed like a tiny gay slut at night. he parked somewhere quiet and fucked me in his car and busted his nuts in me. he also took my email address cause he knew his buddies would wanna fuck me too.

I will literally shove anything up a faggots ass.

I've got a few. 1.patient zero Gaetan Dugas 2. Shaquille O'Neal 3.whoever had the biggest cock in world history 4.Chad Douglas 5.Finn Little(I might even top him)

[think before following links] http://www.xvideos.com/video49510999/pass_around_party_bottom_gets_filled Lucky Bottom.....wish that was me!

Getting to know the new Sniffies app. Yesterday afternoon a picture of a BBC popped up on my screen just a walk away from my house. Hadn't been planning on getting fucked, but quickly said yes, rushed to the shower to clean out, threw on some basketball shorts, sandals and a wife beater and was on my way. He answered the door with just a towel, closed the door and pushed to my knees. A really nice fat cock emerged from the towel and I began sucking like my life depended on it. He was already hard and it didn't take much slobbing to get him rock hard. He pulled me up and dragged me to the bedroom. We have to be quick, he tells me, my girlfriend is only out for an hour. Pushes me down on the bed, all fours, yanks my shorts down to expose my ass. Spits on my hole and immediately starts to rub his big bat on my crack. After a few strokes, he begins to catch my hole with the head of his cock. A few more strokes and I can feel the head sliding in. He's big, but I'm a seasoned cum dump, so he meets no resistance and quickly slides in all the way to his pubes. I'm hoping he might work my nips, but its clear this is really all about using me as a cum vessel. So I throw myself into being the best hole I can be. Pumps me for about 20 minutes. My little clit cock is leaking as usual. Like most tops, he totally ignores it and just focuses on my cunt and his pleasure. Just the way I like it. I continue to experience milking as he pounds my prostate. I hear his breath quicken and can feel him harden as he squirts a huge load. Pulls out quickly, slaps my ass and says get the fuck out, she'll be back soon. I walk out the front door with a wet spot on back of my shorts. Fortunately didn't run into anyone on the short walk home. Hope to see him again.

Paul Rudd is my future husband. But you can join us on the honeymoon...

Here's the biggest thing: we don't know what the 50-year effect of HAART (Highly Active Anti Retroviral Therapy) will be, because the drugs haven't been around that long to know. Things that have immeasurably small effects with each dose may, over a lifetime, cause significant issues. We just can't know. What we can do is monitor the health of people who are taking HAART and document gradual changes in blood chemistry, which can in turn tell us how other organs are functioning. For now, we know that the side effects (which vary with the particular kind of medication) are significantly less than the eventual effect of being unmedicated, that is, dying. But that doesn't mean the meds have zero impact on you. Some, for example, are less friendly to kidneys than others, and so people who have any impairment of the kidneys already should be steered away to alternate medications that are not as tough on the kidneys. And that brings in a point you mentioned; If you have a good health plan, whether it's through an employer, through an individual policy, through the government (Medicare/Medicaid/VA/etc.) or whatever, you're likely to have your HIV doctor want to see you at least twice a year, with complete blood work done each time to monitor all your functioning. It'll help spot things like becoming pre-diabetic (or worse), or increased creatinine levels, or out-of-whack cholesterol, or high blood pressure. Keeping THOSE things under control can improve your overall health, so yes, in that sense, being treated for HIV can lead to better health outcomes for everything else. Stigma, unfortunately, isn't something that getting treated can help with, except among those who practice "U=U" and do not fear sex with people who have undetectable viral levels. There's a lot less stigma in certain geographical communities, of course - it's much easier to be poz and undetectable in San Francisco or New York than, say, Peoria Illinois or Ashton, Idaho - but broadly speaking there's less stigma in big cities than smaller ones and small towns, and less stigma near the coasts than inland (bigger cities excepted, as in less stigma in Chicago than Conway SC). But being undetectable means it's easier to avoid talking about it than it was for people who had advanced HIV conditions in the late 80's and early 90's when you couldn't hide anything.

So I was chatting with a vers bud of mine. Actually he is a vers bottom bud. He has a great cock 7" thin body with hairy chest and an ass that is amazing. He has been working hard to take as much cock as possible and his hole is great. At the time I was chatting with another bud that had invited me to his place to play with him and a "buddy". I told bud #2 about bud #1 that wanted to play and is a vers bottom. Well bud #1 and bud #2 agreed to hook up and we met at bud #2 place. We got there and got naked. Bud #2 had a "buddy" over also. He was young 26 year old bear guy with a nice cock. Turns out he is a top like me. We all start sucking and licking cocks and asses. We are all getting hard and horny. I go behind my bud #1 (the guy I brought over) and play with his hole. Fingering and playing with it getting him hot and horny. New guy (young bear) comes over and we kiss a bit. I let him take over and before you know it, his cock is buried deep in my buddies ass. I move over to bud #2 (hosting guy) and rub my hard cock up around his hole. I finger it and feel it wet and warm. It took a load from the young bear shortly before we arrived! I slide my hard on deep inside this wet hole. I love a wet sloppy hole so much. I am fucking and pounding and my bud #2 (host) is pushing back against me and we are both lost in the fuck. I turn to my left and see bear and my bud #1 fucking too. So hot to fuck ass and watch someone in front of you fucking too. The porn is on and they are moaning and fucking and breeding too. I just shove my cock deep inside and I can feel my nut coming. I shoot a load deep inside that hot warm hole but keep fucking and my cock stays hard. I am pounding and fucking and my bud is pushing back in a frenzy. He is squeezing my cock to get all the juice. I start to cum again and ride the second orgasm. Slowly my cock softens. I am resting and watching the other 2 fucking. Host guy leans down to clean off my cock and it starts to stir again. Host turns his attention to the cock and ass fucking and begins to lick both as they are fucking. Bear doesn't want to cum just yet so he moves away to sit on the bed and take a break and watch some porn. Host starts to rim my buds ass and lick and suck his cock and balls from behind. That totally gets me hard as hell. My bud asks if host would FF him. Bud says he is not that experienced but really in the mood and host says "of course I will. I love doing it and am very experienced." Host gets Crisco and begins to finger my buddy and play with his ass. He is sliding 1, then 2, then 3, 4 fingers inside. My bud is moaning with pleasure. This goes on for a bit until host has most of his hand inside. He slowly pulls out of there and announces "we need to practice this more." Bud agrees quickly. Meanwhile I am rock hard again and slide into that wet hole just FF. It was open and warm and slick. I fucked him hard and fast and shot a load up his hole. This turns on bear and he takes my place as my cock is getting soft and he fucks my bud and loads him up too! We all take a break and relax and chat a bit. Then host starts sucking buds 7 inch cock and playing with his hole. I am watching getting hard again. We do this round robin sucking/fucking for awhile until I climb back on my buds back and slide my dick inside his hole. We are laying on the bed and fucking like crazy. I'm pounding up and down. Bear boy plays with my balls and gently plays with my ass. It sets me off and I blast a load inside my bud #1! All told I fucked both holes and ended up giving 5 loads. 2 to the host and 3 to my bud! The best part is when my buddy is sucking bear boy and he gets rock hard. Buddy sits on the bear cock and bounces up and down. I am playing with buds nipples and he says "I think I want you to pinch my nipples" which of course I do. Buds cock gets rock hard. He is bouncing up and down on bear. Bear grabs his his hips and shoves my buddy (who is smaller than bear boy) down on the hard cock. Then host starts sucking bear boys nipple on his left side and I suck bear boy nipples on his right side. The sound of skin on skin smacking as they fuck and pound is amazing. Bear is bucking like a bull and my bud is up and down harder and harder. Bud is holding his cock so he doesn't cum and suddenly bear does a grunt and growl and screams as he is shooting a huge load deeply inside my buds ass. That force, the feeling of bears cum shooting deep inside triggers my buds orgasm and he shoots all over the place. He said he had not cum in a few days and I believe it. Cum was everywhere. My bud was moaning and sighing and we all were smiling and laughing at how much cum there was and what fun we had. Best 3.5 hours I have spent in awhile. We plan to do it again and add a 5th or even 6th guy to make it an official orgy. LOL

I am thinking with covid and way some act on apps and websites that a wonder anyone meets at all. I gotten tired of some right away ask for pictures. They don't even try to have a conversation. I am more inclined to share a few pictures if chat a bit , where learn age, what looking for, etc. If just want pictures at least be clear in what looking for. For example if just want cock picture then say so. Very annoying of one that thought was more interested, when as soon as got picture wanted left and gone from messages. Then I think of how can use my picture to pretend to be me, for I don't know if one has size insecurities and want to meet someone under misleading pictures. I think be obvious if one misleads in say in 8 inches when maybe under 6 inches. Or I guess one use a sex toy of same size, but I think one know difference between real and silicon. I don't get with some, can't they go look at porn. Or is the mentality of only be with guys 9, or just 10 inches long or longer. Oh and let's not forget some like girth. Never mind if one is packing a peanut butter jar size girth that be a challenge to bottom or suck. I starting to think the whole thing is as if one go to a grocery store of produce section, see a cucumber, banana, etc. and think this size is nice, but then see a larger size, then one larger. The point is I think some are missing what could have now if say one is 6 inches and can host now. Instead wait for 7 inches, no wait 8 inches and so on. Then not get any meetings, even try to return to some chatted with earlier and likely no longer interested. While I get some lose messages, I do find extra annoying one asking for pictures for third time from same person. I can see first or second time but third or more time asking for pictures, I am not likely to be inclined to for just figure a picture collector. I am no longer going to just share pictures, unless have a conversation. Otherwise figure just wasting time. I have just a couple of pictures. I don't want to be picture mobbed where seem one send to me half a dozen to what can seem a dozen pictures or more. Then if share pictures think just a couple. Anymore, and feel should meet in person if want to see more. Lol. Maybe some meeting apps should be renamed amateur for many requests for photos. I am thinking maybe when COVID-19 more vaccines given that go to adult bookstore where people not wanting endless pictures, with exception of watch films.

I been filmed giving head . Didn't know it until he showed me. I thought it was hot. Nervous at first, but I didn't care after.

I honestly wish more men were into video recording me sucking their cocks or fucking me up the ass. so many guys just wanna pump and dump me and even the guys who do film it rarely ever share the vids with me. I love being naked in a public restroom down on my knees suckling some guys cock or bent over a sink getting fucked up the ass and looking up to see a guy pointing his phone at me clearly snapping pics and vids. love finding random vids online of guys using me

thank! its not about becoming a worthless whore. its about realizing what a worthless whore you already are. I was born a faggot and a whore and always knew I was an easy, slutty, cockhungry, cumthirsty faggot with no standards and no pride and that I am a shameless, cocksucker and a bareback cumdumpster.i have even known I was born to be a tranny whore so I have just always been trying to find as many guys to suck off and get fucked by as possible and making sure as many men as possible know how easy I am to use and letting anonymous strangers unload their balls into my body anytime anywhere no matter who is watching. if you are truly a worthless faggotwhore like me, you know deep down what you are.

Chapter 7 - Two Boys in Boston *Ding* Brian awoke to the text message tone of his phone. He looked at his alarm clock. “11:07am”. He had slept late, unsurprising after the night he just had. He looked at his phone to check the message. “How are you feeling baby boy? You snuck out on me last night.” It was from Adam. Lying in bed, Brian was still naked, covered in dry cum. As he swung his legs off the side of the bed to get up, he realized his ass was still feeling the effects of being invaded for the first time. It was sore; his whole body was sore really. He stood and reached down between his legs to find his hole, no longer virgin. He stuck his thin bony index finger inside himself and thought he could still feel Adam’s cum. He walked across his bedroom, opened his closet door, and looked at himself in the hanging mirror. His hair was more messed up than on a normal morning. He could barely make out the cum against the pale skin on his thinly defined chest. His soft cock hung off of his slim frame, just as it did before, but it felt different now, having been in another man’s mouth. He turned sideways to see his ass protrude from his thin frame, serving as a reminder what he had done the night before. Brian unlocked his phone and tried to figure out what he wanted to say to Adam. “Hey, yeah, I woke up and wasn’t sure what to do with myself so I came home.” He sent. He wrote out another. “I don’t know how I feel. Like I said last night, sexy but scared. I haven’t even graduated high school and now I’m poz.” “Well, I hope so Brian. Fingers crossed that I successfully infected you, but you’ll have to get tested to know for sure. Might not have.” Brian had just accepted that Adam was probably toxic enough to convert him. His thought process hadn’t yet gotten far enough to think that maybe he hadn’t. Even getting loaded up with toxic cum was no guarantee. As that dawned on him, in that moment, he felt relief. Maybe he just had a super hot hookup and lost his virginity, and he wouldn’t have to suffer the consequences. “I’ll let you know” he sent off to Adam. “Please do. And I hope I’ll be seeing you again, either way.” Brian let that message sit. ***** The next day, Sunday, Brian returned to Boston, but this time it was for accepted students day at Boston University, where he had decided to spend the next four years of his life. Brian was excited to go to school in the city. BU’s campus was smack dab in the middle of Beantown, a stone’s throw away from Fenway Park and everything else the city had to offer. He was quite nervous about it, having always been a quiet, reserved kid, but he was hoping that going to school here would help him break out of his shell a bit. It also didn’t hurt that he thought being in the city would be a boon to his burgeoning sex life. But an accepted students day was not an environment where Brian would typically thrive. Surrounded by kids his age that he didn’t know, his anxiety was close to bubbling over. For some reason, he always thought people he didn’t know were judging him, and even though he told himself he didn’t care, of course he did. He was hopeful he’d meet some people, but he had a hard time getting over his shyness, making it difficult to strike up conversation organically. At least, he thought, he wasn’t a virgin. He consciously knew that, of course, that did not matter, would not come up, and could not be seen by other people, but in case it did, he was feeling good to have checked that box. The morning started out in a large lecture hall, with some Dean or another welcoming everyone to campus and to the start of the next phase of their young lives. Brian had found his way there from the parking garage and sat down, not knowing what else to do, and was reading through the day’s schedule while waiting for it to start. When the speakers finished, the students sorted themselves by college, and Brian found the College of Arts & Science group, where his major was. As the group walked down the corridor towards a smaller lecture hall, Brian heard a familiar voice. “Hey Brian” He turned his head and saw Jake a few steps behind him, walking quickly as if he had been trying to catch up with him, a smile on his face that Brian knew well: relief to find someone he knew. “Oh, hey Jake. I didn’t know you were going to BU too.” “Yeah, I was going to go to USC, but then when I looked at how expensive plane tickets back and forth were, I decided maybe going to school so far away wasn’t as good an idea as I had planned.” He chuckled a bit, and Brian wondered if that was true, or if that was the story Jake had come up with to cover that he was afraid to go to school that far away. If it was the latter, Brian knew how he felt. “So, you in Arts & Sciences too?”, Jake continued as they walked down the hall. “Yeah, I think I’m going to do computer science, how about you?” Brian replied, trying really hard to keep his cool. It wasn’t abnormal for Jake to be talking to him, they had class together and were friendly enough. Still, they were here amidst a big crowd of future college students, but alone as the only ones who knew each other. Ever since Brian had begun to accept his sexuality, and his feelings about Jake, it had been harder to talk to him. He was afraid he was going to accidentally blurt something out that gave him away, or that he would find out that Jake was straight, an asshole, or otherwise unattainable. “Oh, cool, that makes sense for you. You always were wicked smaht”. Jake giggled at his cheesy attempt at an exaggerated Boston accent. “I’m international relations right now, but might do economics, I don’t know. It’s cool running in to you here, it’ll be good have a friend around.” Neither of them realized it, but they both blushed ever so slightly when Jake said that. Brian was thrilled to hear Jake refer to him as a friend and insinuate they’d be seeing more of each other, and Jake was worried he had been a bit too vulnerable with Brian. He didn’t know him well enough yet to be sure he wouldn’t be judged. The two boys spent the rest of the day together. With Jake around, it was easier for Brian to chat up some other new people, but neither of them ever broke away from the other. They decided to go to the same info sessions, walked around the activities fair together, and chatted about what dorms they wanted to live in. As they walked out of the housing session and sat down outside to figure out where they were supposed to go next, Jake was looking at his phone as he asked “Um, so, what would you think about being my roommate? I mean, I don’t know if you’re wanting to meet new people or whatever and I know we don’t know each other super well so no worries at all if you’re not interested but I just thought it might be cool.” He looked over at Brian quickly to see if he could sneak a peak at his reaction. Brian could sense the nerves in Jake’s rambling question. One of the benefits of being a quiet kid was he was skilled in empathy; plus he recognized those nerves in himself. He never expected to hear them from Jake, though, who always gave off such a confident air at school. Brian couldn’t be sure of what was provoking the nerves, but his heart fluttered at his suspicion, or maybe his hope, that Jake was nervous for the same reason Brian had been nervous all day. And now, he had a chance to share a room with his crush, which could be great, but could also be a disaster. “Umm…” Brian began to respond. “I won’t be offended if you don’t want to, I get it.” Jake rushed to interject. “No, no, I think that would be awesome!” Brian responded just as quickly, letting instinct reply after he began to sense Jake’s disappointment. Brian was beaming inside. He was beginning to really think that their day together had been more than coincidence and convenience; that it had indeed been filled with chemistry. If he had more confidence in himself, and if he wasn’t still in totally in the closet, he might have asked Jake out right then; that’s how sure he was that their interactions that day weren’t normal, and that they were was a spark between the two 18 year olds. His mood quickly soured, however, when the pair were sitting in the day’s final session, a mishmash of add-ons that were combined in to one. Campus security, ID cards, sexual health… Brian’s heart sunk, from the highest place it had ever been, deep down in to the pit of his stomach as the presenter talked about the health center’s resources and free, no-questions-asked STD tests. It was the first time all day that he had thought about what had otherwise consumed him that weekend. He was sure that, if he was poz, this was all ruined. As Jake and Brian walked together back to the parking garage, Brian barely spoke. Jake noticed the consternation on Brian’s face; their friendship already strengthened immeasurably over the course of just one day. As they got to Jake’s car, which was closer then Brian’s, Jake asked “Are you okay Brian? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “Oh, yeah, sorry, I’m fine.” “You sure?” he asked as he opened the passenger door of his car and dropped all the swag he picked up that day on the backseat. Brian could see the genuine look of concern on Jake’s face. “Yes, yes, thanks” Brian smiled wide as his feelings for Jake took back control of his attention. “Hey, I’m really happy we ran in to each other. Thanks for keeping me company. I’m excited to be your roommate this fall.” “Me too Brian… Um, I’ll see you at school tomorrow, huh?” “Yeah, absolutely! I can’t wait!” Brian replied before he could catch himself. The sparks were flying now. Everything said had been innocuous, but it had all been said with just a little more emotion than would have been normal for two straight boys. They could both sense it, too. Jake decided in that moment to take a chance. He took Brian’s hand in his own, quickly leaned in, and kissed him. Brian was stunned, and Jake didn’t hold the kiss more than a few seconds, worried he had made a gigantic mistake. He pulled away and looked in terror at Brian’s face for a reaction. “Oh, I’m sorr…” he started to say. Brian recovered from his split-second paralysis and squeezed Jake’s hand an instant before he could pull it away. In one swift motion, he pulled Jake back towards him, moved his free hand to Jake’s neck, and connected for another kiss. This time it lasted a bit longer, as they made out with each other for a brief moment or two before disconnecting. Brian took a step back, caught his breath, and with wide eyes and a gigantic smile across his face, confessed “I’ve been wanting that for a long time”. “With me?” Jake asked lightly as his voice quivered, genuinely unsure if that’s what Brian meant. “Yes, with you.” “Cool” They both laughed at Jake’s Han Solo-esque response. A group of other students had come in the parking garage and were heading towards them, so Brian calmly let go of Jake’s hand. He wasn’t afraid of being caught with a boy (in fact, he craved that); he just didn’t want to cause a scene. “So, I’ll see you tomorrow then?” asked Brian. “Can’t wait.” Brian turned and walked away down the row of parked cars, glancing back with a smile towards Jake, who was watching him leave before getting in his own car. When Brian finally got to the Jeep, he sat down in his drivers seat, put his head back, and took a big deep breath. He couldn’t help but give a little fist pump to himself; he had never felt so happy in his life. It was tempered slightly by the nagging concern of how the weekend’s pozzing adventure was going to affect his new relationship with Jake. But he put that aside for the moment and drove home happy, singing along with the radio at the top of his lungs.

8 my older cousin he was 14

I used to play with a hot, handsome, big dicked Puerto Rican, he was 95% bottom, he liked all dick. Penchant for older, Black and over 8". Any one or combo of the 3 got your time slot. He asked me to find him the biggest, darkest dick I could find for him. I said we need to go to Atlanta for your upcoming Birthday. I got on line a couple of weeks prior to the trip to try to secure a couple of dark, big cocked men. Found this older Black Hot Bodied Dad that shared he was 13X7. I was like holy fuck this will work. The Puerto Rican shared he wanted me to arrange it so he was ass app, blindfolded, cheeks spread (he would not be holding his own) and for me to get the head right at the tip of his hole and for him to go balls deep one slide in all the way down. We both showered and got cleaned up so he and I could play some beforehand. It was getting close to time so I worked a medium size plug in him and put him on the bed head down ass up, hands tied behind his back with a nice blindfold and some ear plugs. I would rub on him every once in a while to make sure he was good. Knock at the door in comes this older black gentleman, introduce ourselves and I pointed to the boy on the bed and shared lets get you ready first. He proceeds to take off his clothes and was so surprised to see this way tight ripped body with a definite 4 pack. Shucks his underwear and I am sure I was staring because he said come on over here and take a look. Biggest cock I had ever seen or held in person. I swear it must have weighed 5 lbs... I spit on it some and played with it a little bit it was just massive. He asked if he could take care of his own business. Not exactly clear on his reference we had not previously discussed any enhancements but the boy and I had addressed this earlier prior to his arrival couple of quick gestures and I said of course. I got on the bed and sat on the boys neck to make sure he was secure I took my hands and played with his hole again and spread his cheeks. When he was finished he got on the bed up behind the boy. I told hime to smack his cock on the boys hole. This was the first the boy had been made aware of our company. He moaned and said holy Fuck. Daddy laid his meat in the crevice of the boys ass and I proceeded to lick, slobber, attempted to suck. I probably managed to ged about 6" or so in. Meat was thick as a football players forearm. After about 10 minutes of me attempting to lube and suck that monster he said let me shove this fucking meat in his fuck chute. Spreading his cheeks and two fingers on each side of the boys hole Daddy lined up that telephone pole and started forward. He got about a 1/2" in an was immediately met with some resistance. He backed back up and wham... all the way down in one swift move. The boy became a bucking bronco for about 10 seconds and Daddy held his ground not moving both of us holding on tight. Boy finally calmed down, I took out the ear plugs and said it was at your request he shared he remembered but was not any where near ready for what it actually was. We played all night had an amazing time. So much so he came back the second night for round 2 but as they say that is another story.

I'm looking for toxic guys in Germany (or those who could travel) to invite me into the poz brotherhood. Are there any toxic guys around who'd like to poz and teach me? I'm pretty open minded and would love to serve a toxic dom top. I would happily be your slut for longer so you can see how your virus converts me and takes over my body. You could also teach me how to spread the gift.

One of my dearest friends and fist buddies is a United Church of Christ Pastor. I refer to him as "Father" or "Padre" when I'm up to my elbow in his ass.

Part 8 (as a reminder of where we left off) Josh looked up at Billy. He wasn’t sure what he was doing letting this dude fuck him (on camera no less). What had gotten into him? Billy’s thrusts got more intense as Josh studied the torso of the man who’s bare dick was inside him. He wasn’t at all like his obsession, Luke. He was skinny, if not sickly, and pale. Tatted up. Perhaps even a little dirty. While Josh’s dick remained soft, still a little precum emerged as it bounced on his stomach while Billy terrorized his ass. Josh moaned as he looked into Billy’s eyes and saw them roll back. “FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!! Billy screamed. “FUCK!!! I’m cumming! I'm cumming! Fuck your ruined ass feels good!!! Oh shit, oh god, ooooh, oooh yeah.” A flood of semen invaded Josh's tight ass. The skin of Billy's big curved dick was now completely frictionless against Josh's guts because of a soup of diseased sperm. Billy then unceremoniously dropped Josh’s ankles, and his legs fell to the floor beside Billy’s. After a few seconds, Billy pulled his cock out of the pale white ass of Josh, pulling with it a bit of blood pink-tinged cum and ass juice. “That’s a fucking wrap,” Billy said into the camera. **** Part 9 Josh lay on the bed looking up at the hotel ceiling feeling used. The bright, hot lights from the film crew bore down on him, his ass was wet and sore, his heart was pounding, and his stomach was churning. “What the fuck just happened?” he thought to himself as deep inside Josh, a brutal war had been waged. The walls of his ass had been breached, and the enemy was advancing rapidly. Cells were dividing and multiplying, and Josh’s biology was changing allegiances. The enemy forces had gained a physical stronghold on their conquest. The virus’s war propaganda would soon win over Josh’s mind as well. Josh sat up, dazed, and looked down at his flaccid uncut dick between his legs, wet with precum. “I better shower before taking off for the bus station” he told the crowd gathered around a nearby laptop, reviewing the new breeding footage. Luke looked up and grinned as he said, “that was really hot.” Billy and Steve smirked as they assessed the pale and freckled undergraduate walking naked past them into the adjoining hotel room. Josh stepped into the bathtub and cut on the spray of the shower. He felt dirty and wanted to feel clean again. He came here today thinking he’d continue to develop a fluid romance with Luke. Instead a stranger – who he didn’t feel attraction to – bred him. On camera. The shower spray beat down on him, and he lathered his red hair with shampoo. Warm sudsy water poured down over his cock and down into the drain below, but no amount of soap could wash away the deadly virus that continued to foul Josh’s interior. Billy’s toxic cum had done what Luke’s did not: he’d successfully pierced Josh’s being. The hot water surged as if someone flushed a toilet nearby, awakening Josh from his post coital daze and to the fact that his cock was no longer soft. Instinctively his hand wrapped around his dick, and he began stroking himself, his mind immediately flashing to Billy. Whereas previously he’d jerked off fantasizing about Luke deep dicking his ass and seroconverting him, or of Scott’s condom breaking and busting his medicated nut inside him, or a variety of similar stories, at that moment Josh could not focus on anyone but Billy. The man who just fucked him with wild abandon, whose gaunt body boasted tattoos of disease, whose curved dick had navigated deep against his prostate and shot a radioactive load in him. Billy had implanted himself in Josh’s ass and mind. Slowly, Josh’s palm moved up and down his shaft, pulling his foreskin back and forth, exposing his sensitive cock’s head. The hot spray beat down on him and the small bathroom was shrouded in steam. He reached around to his back side and and began finger fucking his hole where he could feel Billy’s load. Josh's balls twitched, needing more. Billy – and Luke previously – had consummated what Scott could not: raw, man-on-man, truly penetrative sex. And Josh knew definitively in this moment, feeling what he knew to be toxic cum coating his fuck chute, that this was how sex was supposed to be for him, in spite of – or maybe because of -- the consequences. Back and forth he stroked his big white dick and pummeled his hole with three fingers. Finally Josh felt his balls tense, and with his legs flexed, he gripped his cock tightly and began feverishly jerking his Irish pride. A moan escaping his lips, Josh began shooting ropes of negative cum against the tile wall of the hotel bathroom, spurt by spurt, releasing his collegiate manhood in the shower. With a white flag of cum draped on the wall of the hotel shower, Josh’s body began its full surrender to the virus.

This is your first-ever story? EXCELLENT! Really well-written. Thanks for a great tale of mind-fuck that has a boner growing in my pants!

I happily took his cock down my throat again, and now being somewhat distracted my hole loosened up even quicker for Chuck. I gasped around his cock when I felt his tongue slid easily into my hole and then back out again only to be quickly replaced by a spit lubed finger. As I chocked down his cock Chuck worked a single tick finger into my tight hole, his tongue working around it adding more lube, persuading my hole to open wider still for him. I was groaning more and more as Chuck worked my hole loose and as he began to press a second finger against my spit slicked pucker he let his cock slip from my mouth and spring forward so that his balls were resting just above my face. Normally I would have gobbled up his balls happily but I was lost in the ecstasy of the invading fingers and roaming tongue, my eyes were shut and my mouth hung open as I panted and grunted. Suddenly I could hear voices down the hall and I wondered for a moment why I could hear them so clearly before I remembered that we had never closed the door to the apartment. In a moment of self-consciousness I tried to muffle my groans but Chuck seemed unconcerned and continued to noisily work my hole with his fingers and tongue. The pressure on my hole increased as Chuck pressed another spit slicked finger against my hole, steadily working it in along side the two he was already twisting around in my hole. Despite my tying to keep it down so as not to be over heard in by whoever was in the hallway I let out a loud gasp and then grunted with a form of pleasure I had never imagined before as his finger suddenly popped inside of me. Chuck chuckled slightly at my ecstatic moaning and began to twist his fingers in and out of my hole spreading them apart as he did so. I had never imagined that this was the joy that the boys I had been fucking were feeling as I had invaded their holes. If it always felt this good I was likely to never top again. “You ready for some cock boy?” Chuck asked, thrusting his fingers knuckle deep into my hole. “Yes, please fuck me with your big cock,” I moaned, feeling my ass twitch around his thick digits. “Oh no boy, you’re not ready for my cock, and besides my cock comes with a little something extra. I want your hole to last a good long while so let's start you off with something a little easier to deal with - like Johnny.” I was confused for a long moment before I heard clothes being shucked and someone moving towards where Chuck had me pinned with my ass in the air on the floor. I could see nothing but Chuck's broad, round, meaty, hair covered ass cheeks and his dark fur rimmed pucker, but I sensed someone else close to my ass as Chuck withdrew his fingers from my hole. Chuck then held my ass open with both hands, and I distinctly remember my hole felt disturbingly empty and open to the air as I waited for god knows what to happen. Then I felt it: the warm tender firmness of a hard cock head pressing against my well slicked and primed hole. My brain screamed with panic. A guy who I couldn’t even see was sliding his cock into my hole, bare I guessed, and I was powerless to do anything about it as I was being held down by the massive Adonis who had seduced me. Just as I started to thrash around in an attempt to break free, the invading cock brushed against my prostate. It seemed as if an electric shock had passed through my entire body. I froze, all the fight gone out of me. All I wanted was for it to happen again. The guy, who’s name I guess was Johnny from what Chuck had said, obliged me without even having been asked. He slid his cock back so that just the head was inside me hole and then plunged down again this time brushing more forcefully against my prostate. I let out the same sort of guttural moan I had when Chuck’s third finger had popped into my hole and I pushed back on the stranger's invading cock, endeavoring to press him against that tender spot again. Johnny was certainly an experienced top. With each stroke his cock head pushed more and more forcefully into my prostate. My groans quickly turned to a constant stream of moans and before long I was muttering “Fuck me, please fuck my ass.” I had transformed into a total bottom and I still could not see who was fucking me. Chuck still squatted over me holding my legs apart as Johnny fucked me. Every once in a while Chuck would mutter encouragement to Johnny telling him to "Use his ass good,” and "Get him ready for a long night of fucking.” I could feel Johnny picking up speed, his thrusts becoming deeper and more erratic. I knew what was coming: he was getting close. I had felt those signs enough times myself, the tingling in the balls as they slowly tightened up closer to one’s body, the waves of pleasure that crashed over one’s cock head and radiated throughout the rest of ones body making it difficult to control the thrusting, all leading up to that moment when… he slammed his cock into me harder then he had done yet and balls deep in my hole began to unload his balls. “Lube him up good,” Chuck encouraged as Johnny panted and his body shook with the force of his orgasm. I could feel his cock pulsing inside my ass, and his warm sticky load filling up my innards answered my question about condoms. He was breeding me. It must have been quite some time sense Johnny had last gotten off judging by the size of the load he dumped in my hole; or, perhaps I was simply over whelmed at the sensation of being bred for the first time. Whichever the reason was it took what seemed a full two minutes before Johnny withdrew his cock from my now squishy hole. “Nice job Johnny,” said Chuck siding a finger into my hole with ease, “got him really lubed up here for the rest of us.” He withdrew the finger, “You wanna see who just bred your hole so expertly boy?” “Yes please,” I said breathlessly. Slowly Chuck let my legs down and then stood up himself swinging his legs over me till he stood next to where I now lay on the floor. There in the doorway stood a guy, completely naked, probably not more then a year older then me, with a slightly on the thin side but certainly long dick, smiling sheepishly at me. He had a strong muscular frame, large pink nipples that stood out from his pale skin, short-cropped blond hair and a boyishly handsome face. “Johnny here lives next door and is the bottom bitch for Chad who’s the super there. He doesn’t get to top very often and we thought lubing you up for some man cock would be a nice treat for him. Chad likes his boys little more hairless then I do but he’s still a sexy fucker,” Chuck walked over to Johnny and tweaked one of his protruding nipples, Johnny jumped a little but smiled. “You know this kid is also an brilliant cock sucker, why don’t you let him clean your cock off Johnny while we see if we can’t work one of these thick man cocks we have waiting into the hole you so kindly lubed up for us.” It was only then that I noticed the three other men standing just beyond the doorway. I only got a momentarily glimpse of them before Johnny was sitting on my chest feeding his cock down my accommodating throat, but from what I could see they were all naked, all tall and powerful looking, ranging in ages for late twenties to earlier forties, and all had massive veiny cocks that made my mouth water and my hole twitch.