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I’ve had fantasies, DARK FANTASIES, for as long as I can remember. They have evolved over the years, from public sex at gloryholes (okay maybe that’s not dark) to more open public sex at parks, rough sex, rape and more. Recently, I’ve been reading Chem Sex stories and the thought of drugs, both consensual and forced, has intertwined into my fantasies. The problem is, they have always remained that, fantasy. I’ve been to scared to even verbalize them, let alone follow through on them, or even write/chat about online. Until now that is. A few weeks ago, I created a profile on NKP and thought that this would be a way to put my fantasies out and not be worried about them getting out of my control. I loved reading some of the more hardcore profiles and was sort of envious of the guys who could express, and possibly act on these impulses. I put in my profile that I was new to all this and had dark fantasies and put Ask Me for the drug use area. I put a couple of pics, one body, one ass, in the profile. Unsurprisingly, I received responses fairly quickly and got hard reading responses and looking at the profiles. One response stood out as it was not overly explicit, but more supportive and encouraging exploration. His picture was also nice, a good body and a pretty nice appearing fat cock. I responded back to him and said I’d love to chat more. We emailed back and forth, with me not realizing at first, as he moved me to talk more and more about what my fantasies encompassed. He never once made me feel ashamed or dirty about what I was writing, and also never pushed for us to hook up. However, I realize now, he was making me give up my control to him and was wearing me down for his chance to corrupt me. After several weeks, he began exploiting my fantasies and talking about moving them from make believe to real. We talked about my work and week schedule, what I would be doing and wear I would be. I told him that I had an appointment at the DMV to get a new driver’s license one morning before work. He started a chat about meeting me there and fucking me in the bathroom. I said, “Fuck that’d be hot, but not something I’m ready for.” He understood, saying, “Fantasy is great.” I didn’t hear from him for a couple days, until the night before my DMV appointment. We did some more hot chatting, him encouraging me to pump a load out while we did this and then to push it into my hole. I was so fucking turned on by this that I did it and when I told him I did, he responded, “that’s not the last load of cum going up your ass, boy.” I got up the next day, drove to the DMV and waited to be called up. I looked around the room, passing the time, and saw this hot guy sitting in front and to my right. He was wearing a t-shirt, ballcap and sweat pants that were a little tighter than most guys wear. I had to quickly turn away when he turned his head to the left. A couple of minutes later, he got up and walked across the room to a table. I watched every step, seeing a bulge in his crotch and the sweats tight on his ass. At the table, he stretched and his shirt pulled up, showing a line of hair that disappeared into his pants. He reached up his shirt, causing his stomach and more hair to show. He caught me staring, smirked at me and mouthed the word, “Faggot” at me. I don’t think I’ve ever been more humiliated, or turned on, then I was in that moment. My dick was hurting as I watched him walk back to his chair. When my number was called, I walked up to the counter, passing him, and heard him whisper, “Fag boy” and then chuckle. I tried keeping my attention on the clerk helping me but it was hard to focus. A couple of minutes later, I felt my chair get bumped, harder then if by accident, and looked up to see him walking past me to the other window. As he began talking to his clerk, I continued struggling with my own clerk. I listened to him talking about seeing his kid for his birthday later today and how he doesn’t get to see her much because of the kid’s mother. I got up to take my picture when I noticed a piece of paper next to my chair. When I got back to the chair, I reached down and picked it up, thinking maybe I had dropped. As I was leaning back up after picking the paper up, I saw him again looking and smirking. I unfolded the paper and was turned on by what I read. It simply said, “Bathroom faggot.” I looked back, but he was talking with his clerk, appearing to have disregarded me. After I paid for my license, I got up to leave and walked out of the room, trying to ignore the note. As I was walking out, I saw the restroom sign, with an arrow pointing down a hallway. I paused, willing myself to turn and walk out the building. The longer I stood there, the harder it was to choose to walk out the building. I felt my feet moving of their own accord as they turned me left and began walking down the hall toward the bathroom. I tried telling them to stop, but it did not work. I walked down the hall about 20 feet and entered the men’s room before I knew what was happening. I walked to the last stall, and entered. Not knowing why I did it, I turned to the stall door and dropped down on my knees. Some other part of my brain, the one that contained all the fantasies had seemingly taken control. Kneeling on the floor, I put my hands behind my back and leaned my head down to the floor. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and footsteps approaching the stall where I was kneeling. I heard a deep voice say, “That’s what I knew a faggot like you would do.” I lifted my eyes up and as my head began to lift, he told me to just look forward at his cock. I stopped at his dick, which was sticking out of his pants. It looked to be about 7” long hard, and about the size of a Red Bull around. He simply said, “Suck it faggot, that’s all your good for.” It turned me on hearing him insult and debase me and I leaned forward, opening my mouth and, for the first time, I gave into my fantasy of sex in a public bathroom. After having his cock head in my mouth for a few seconds, he grabbed the back of my head and yanked it toward his crotch, saying, “Hurry up faggot, I’m not here for a head job.” I felt him push at my throat and immediately started to choke. I also heard somewhere in my head, my voice yelling at me to stop this and get out of there. That voice was drowned out by the pain of him continuing to force himself into my throat as he forced my lips to his pubes and crotch. He laughed at the pain I was going through, the choking and the tears it was causing. “That’s where faggots like you belong, on your knees gagging on my straight cock.” He pulled out before slamming back in, pushing into my throat and repeating this several times. “Fuck yeah faggot, you’re starting to get better.” As the throat rape continued, I felt my throat loosen and the gag reflex subsiding. After a couple of minutes of this, with his cock jammed all the way in, he told me, “Stand the fuck up and lose the fucking pants.” I tried shaking my head to tell him “No” but his response cut directly through me, “Do it, or you’re going to regret it. Badly.” I tried pulling off his cock in order to stand up and he immediately grabbed the back of my head again, shoving it back down on his cock and said, “I told you to stand up, not get off my cock. Now get the fuck up before I have to hurt you.” Using my hands and feet for leverage, I was able to stand up without dislodging his cock. I reached down and was somehow successful in unbuckling my belt and unbuttoning my pants. “C’mon faggot,” he ordered as he grabbed my pants and began yanking them downward. I was able to get them down to my ankles and eventually kick them off. I felt his hand reach over to my ass and the sound of the slap and the pain from him slapping my ass were a shock I was not expecting and I seemed to take even more of his dick in. I felt him reach back with his left hand and pull my ass cheeks apart. I heard him spit and his right returned to my ass, rubbing the spit directly on my hole. Then, without any warning, I felt my hole get ripped open by one of his fingers as he jammed it in. I grunted in pain as I had not had anything up my ass in months (damn COVID). He fucked me with one finger, and then jammed in a second one. Without lube and having been so tight, my hole was in serious pain. After fucking me with two fingers for a minute or so, he ripped them out, putting an angle on them to pull my hole open upwards as he exited. The order was direct, “Turn around faggot and spread that ass for me.” For a second, I did not know what to do and he smacked me hard on the side of my head, “Now faggot.” I pulled off his cock, almost immediately missing the feeling in my stretched out throat. I turned around, bent over and spread my ass cheeks. “Nice fag pussy. But it’s going to be even nicer when I’m done with you.” I heard him hocking his throat and then spitting directly onto my hole. I then felt his fingers jam back in and a second later, I felt a burn beginning in my ass. I immediately knew, from reading all the chem sex stories. He had just shoved a shard of meth up my ass. I immediately said, “No, please take it out.” He laughed and said, “Too late for that,” and as he said that, the first wave of meth hit my brain and I began to feel the impact. My hole began to open up and the craving for more in my ass began. I pushed back on his fingers, reaching the base of them. He laughed, “There it is. The faggot is awake.” He yanked his fingers out and said, “I think you need a little more help.” This time I felt three fingers jam in and a new, and more intense burning begin. I immediately groaned, in pleasure and pain from the burn, but again shoved my ass down to the base of his fingers. Before I could stop myself, I begged him, “Fuck me, please. Shove your dick in me. Please, I need you to fuck…rape my faggot pussy hard.” I heard that laugh again as he yanked his fingers out again. I felt a cool liquid drop on my hole and pushed back to try and get to his cock. He put his hand on my back and stopped me, saying, “You should be more careful what you ask for.” I felt his cock head on my hole and before I could even think about being ready, he slammed through my hole and ran all the way in, balls deep, on the first thrust. The pain was immense and I screamed out in response. However, the darkness again took over as I groaned, “Oh god, yes, fuck me, rape me.” He pulled all the way out and then slammed back in, doing this over and over again until he told me, “Your pussy is wide open, begging me for my dick.” He slammed back in and I grunted in pleasure as he then proceeded to give what I begged for, a brutal rape fuck slamming into me over and over again, not caring what he was doing to me. I felt myself slamming back on him as he slammed into me, feeling him hit my prostate every time. This fuck did not last long and he warned me, “I’m gonna cum faggot, I’m gonna shoot my dirty load in you.” I barely made out the word “Dirty” but didn’t care. I begged, “Please, shoot your load in me, knock my cunt up, give it to me.” After several more hard and deep thrusts, he slammed in one last time as he said, “Here it is faggot,” as I felt him start to spasm as he pumped his load deep in my ass. I kept begging him, “Give it to me. Load me up.” After several spasms, he grunted as he finished, “Fucking faggot, that’s a big strong load of cum up your ass. Thank me for letting you have it.” “Thank you for giving me your load Sir, I needed it.” He slowly pulled out, telling me to squeeze my cunt so I didn’t drop any of his cum. I did the best I could, but could feel some cum slide out. I heard rustling and he handed me my phone, showing a picture of my stretched open hole with cum dripping out. I could only respond, “Oh fuck,” as he said, “You’ll probably enjoy the video too.” I scrolled back and started the video, which began with a very visible shot of the shard he shoved in me. “I used my phone and shared the video with yours. You’re going to enjoy the responses that this video gets.” I tried to fight my brain back into control, but the meth was too much in control. I begged him to fuck me more, but he laughed and said, “I will but not now. I think the next guy can help you out.” I heard, as if on cue, the bathroom door open and footsteps approach. A part of me fought to stand back up and try to prevent being seen. However, the voice inside my head, and the order I was given, “Don’t you fucking move,” kept me under control. I heard a new voice say, “There’s the faggot I knew you were.” This didn’t make any sense at first until the first guy said, “Thanks for letting me break him open. He’s a good little fag fuck. Especially with the two shards I gave him.” The second guy laughed and said, “He’s been fucking waiting for this day. I’ve spent too much time breaking his mind down. Now it’s time to break that ass open, more than he’s begged for. SO MUCH MORE.” To be continued, if you want

A top I know asked me last week if I wanted to play and if I can handle a gang bang! He made a post on a site called double list last week and said I wanted a gang bang! Saturday he said he told tons of men to come and breed me so I was kinda nervous ! In a all day period I took 14 BBC and 2 BWCs! Bred with 16 loads and now I’m so sore but I filled with tons of nut! My next goal is to take 50 dicks and loads in a day!

I see so many bottoms responding to this thread and it is clear there’s a difference between the subs and the regular bottoms. I don’t hook up with gay bottoms. They always instructing the or tops on how they want to get fucked and have their little “rules” and such. I have no patience for any of that. men I hook up with are submissive bottoms. They know their place. They know they exist to give me lemasure and take my loads. “No” is not something I want to hear. Everyone else has a right to do what they want. I do too and it is all agreed to beforehand. I for one would never ever pull out. My swimmers need to be deposited inside the sub.

a crazy snowy night in colorado, and family was staying at the in-law's house (work being done in the house and they had had their fill). I had to be at home since there were construction workers arriving at our house in the AM, and decided i needed some dick in my slutty cheating hole. Logged into A4A (since Grindr & Sniffies were a bust) Found this dude with this description: I'm a dominant total top. I like to take charge, hold down a submissive bottom and make them take every inch. I want my heavy ball-sack to slap that tight hole as I pound that ass hard. I prefer smaller or younger fit men who know their place when they are with a dominant alpha male. I should warn you that I shoot a big load every time I cum and that it shoots far as well. Eye protection is recommended if you want my load on your face. I cum many times a day and I have a high sex drive. I'm pretty submissinve, but i wasn't looking to make this interactive and really wanted to be just a cumdump. He and I agreed I'd come by, I'd drop my pants and he'd breed me and I'd be on my way (and I could swing by another hookup i had on the line to add his cream to the mix). I get to his place and he opens the door and grabs my hair, pulling me in and forcing me to the dark bedroom, all the while pulling at the back of my pants. I let him (of course). Not a word spoken Once in the room he barks: Clothes! Of course, i do get out of mine as quick as i can. Kneel! he commands, and I sink to the floor. Service! and I'm at his obscenely large cock in his briefs, slobbering through the fabric as fast as i can to get more of him in my mouth. His briefs soaked with his precum and my slobber, he grabs my hair again, yanks me up and pushes me over the edge of the bed and pulls my hips back to expose my hole. Now! I hear as i feel his hard cock pushing at my raw hole. no lube, just brute force. I tense. He slaps my ass and says NO! I calm myself and he approaches again...this time there's a little wetness to help him push his uncut rod into my suddenly scared hole. He grunts, and gives a second of pause, and grabs my hair again, and with a great shove he barrels into my guts with this monster. I open my mouth to scream, and he's got his fist filling it to muffle the sounds. He's deep in me from both ends, with my neck straining as he pulls on my hair and pushes in just a bit further. He pants, mumbles something unintelligible and slowly pulls his hips back and lets go of my hair. my head moves forward, and he grabs my neck with both hands and begins to squeeze hard. I cannot breathe, and I feel him beginning to piston in and out of my ass. I'm grabbing at his hands to pull them away from my throat and he lets out a chuckle and says Nein! (and a bunch more i don't understand), as I feel like i'm going to pass out. I realize he's telling me no in his brutish German way, and I'm just a fuck sleeve for his cock. I'm seriously low on air and can't fight off the ropes of muscle squeezing my neck or the pounding through my hole that keeps going on. I know I'm going to pass out, and surely it comes in a minute. Some point later, I have no idea how long, I come to, gasping for breath, sore on my neck and ass equally, still full of a now slippery cock making use of my hole. hands are firm on my hips, I'm face down, legs over the end of the bed, and I'm aware of several bodies around me and low talking and grunting and squishing sounds of a well used fuckhole. My hands and arms are tied tightly over my head and my face is pressed against the mattress. I become aware of motion around me and flashes of light as I understand there's photos being taken and several people moving around. These figures appear to be naked, male, and hard...all encouraging the cock in me to move faster and pump me full of cum. The voice comes back Again! and the hands close around my throat once more as I am pushed back towards the darkness. I again wake, and there are no more noises, only the sense of being full, but no motion. I know this to be a plug in my ass. I am untied, and I open my eyes to an empty room. My clothes are neatly folded on the bed next to me, a bottle of water on them, and a note that says Danke! and the number 10 written in black sharpie. I leave the plug in (i figure I've earned it after that assault), and get my clothes on and step out the door. The house is empty, I step outside to see a well trampled walkway full of dozens of footprints. Man, what a snowy surprise

I began to emerge from my deep sleep to the sound of a rooster crowing and heavy breathing in my ear. I realized Mike's big erection was pistoning my ass. "Good morning sweet heart! I was beginning to wonder if you'd sleep through this breeding the way you did at 2 AM. I couldn't let your guts dry out now could I. You're a bit dirty up there so let's move this outside." Me; "Fuck, sorry, I should run and clean out." Mike; "Hey man, I'm a fuckin pig, doesn't bother me one bit." The morning air felt fresh and cool on my naked body. Mike sat on the Muskoka chair at the door of his bunkie and I sat on his big raw cock as I stretched to greet the rising sun. "Turn around here, I want to see your handsome face as I plough in your first toxic load of this new day." It was awkward but doable, and now the curve of his cock hit my prostate every stroke. It was not long 'til I had a hands free orgasm with cum landed in Mike's eye. My spasming ass brought him off and my guts were once again being flooded. The next three days were a blur of breedings by the trupple. The evening blood slams were incredibly intimate and erotic. Watching each guy draw fresh toxic blood from their arms and then carefully find my best vein followed by plunging their poison directly into my blood stream got me so fuckin hard I could barely wait to get to the bunkie and release in Mike's tattooed ass. Mike loved flip fucking and took as many loads from me as he delivered. By bedtime each night there was a steady flow of toxic cum leaking out my wrecked hole and running down my legs. Mid-morning of day four Stu was nailing my ass in the barn sling. This provided me a view of his gorgeous auburn bush slamming into me and the long drive to the ranch through the open doors. I heard them before before I saw a parade of twenty or so Harleys rumbling into view. Stu looked to check and told me; "This is your lucky day poz chasing cum pig. What you see is our local club of Hell's Angels. Not only will they provide you with the best pozing gangbang in the state they party with the best drugs. We never know when they'll come, they just have an open invitation. They converted Frank, Hank and I during one awesome orgy. " The bikes parked at the door of the barn and riders were stripping as they dismounted their hogs. Three men clad only in leather harnesses approached Stu and I. Each proudly displayed a biohazard tattoo over their substantial cocks. One fed his erection to my mouth, one began to fuck him and the biggest in body and fuck tool impaled Stu. Any sense of pastoral quite was eliminated by grunts, groans and the egging on of the growing crowd; many of whom were now sucking and fucking each other. The first to unload was the cock deep in my throat. Each volley blasting past my tonsils. I could hear his assailant groan his orgasm and shortly thereafter the big guy unloaded in Stu. Stu was pinned deep inside me as each spasm of his orgasm rocketed through my entire body. My feet and hands were then tied into the sling with leather straps. I wasn't going anywhere or being given any control. Over the next three hours cock after naked cock jack hammered my gaping ass hole. I lost track of the loads flooding me; as well as the number of biohazard, scorpion, and striking cobra tattoos. One guy's snake wrapped his entire body shoulders to cock. The poisonous red tongue stretched down the top of his erection. It was so fuckin hot watching this tongue sting in and out of my hairy sopping vulnerable hole. As the club rumbled away down the long drive the trupple and Mike freed me from the sling and helped me walk 'til I had regained my balance. We then made our way to the farm pond for a soothing skinny dip. It was clear every ass was still hosting many of the Angel's loads. I slept so soundly that night I have no idea how many more loads Mike pumped into me during the night.

Chapter 2: Hearing this man, who I still had not seen his face, say what he did both scared and turned me on. This was the man who I apparently had expressed all my hidden desires to and he had set me up. He planned all this and here I was flying on meth, naked in a public bathroom, bent over with my cunt (never had I ever wanted that word used to describe my asshole) fully exposed, dripping the load of some unknown guy and wanting more. The man who set this all up, who I will call Sir, said to his friend, “Glad you enjoyed his cunt. But I think the little faggot wants more, don’t you faggot?” “Yes Sir, please, I need more. I need my cunt fucked more and more cum in me. Please.” “Let me see your baggie. Let’s see what we can do to the faggot.” I heard noises from behind and was tempted to turn and look, but realized, I didn’t want to see anything. I didn’t want to see the face of the man who was leading me to destruction. I didn’t want to see or know what he was doing; I just wanted to be destroyed. “Get the camera ready, I want this to be recorded.” A moment later I was instructed to turn my head to the left. I did and for a second all I saw was the bathroom stall wall. Then a hand appeared in front of my face, with a large piece of crystal in it.My eyes stretched wide open, my heart skipped a beat and I drew a gasp of air; I wanted this in me. I was officially on my way to being a full-fledged meth whore and no longer cared to fight it. “Please…please.” “What’s your name faggot?” “R-r-Roger, Sir” “Roger what faggot?” “Roger Johnson, Sir” “As of this moment, you no longer have that name. Your name is now Faggot, do you understand that?” “Yes Sir, my name is faggot, Sir.” “Good, good. Now look at the camera and tell me, what’s in my hand?” “Crystal, Sir. Meth, tina, FUN” Sir laughed, “You are already a whore for this aren’t you faggot?” “Yes, Sir. I need it. I want it. I’ll do whatever you tell me to. Please.” “Good faggot. Now tell the audience where you want it and how you want it.” I was too far gone to care anymore about pride or shame or fear of being found out. “In my faggot whore cunt Sir. I want, I need, you to shove it in me hard as you want and then rape it in me with your cock, Sir.” “Damn, you’re easier than I thought you would be. But we’ll see if you have regrets later” With that, the hand was removed from my sight. “Get on your knees on the toilet faggot and spread those cheeks. Show us that cunt you’re begging to have this rock in. Make me believe you deserve it.” It took a little balance, but I was able to do as ordered. I kneeled on the toilet seat, placing my head against the wall to stabilize myself. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks, showing off my cunt hole, I’m sure for the men who were recording my debasement. “Please Sir, shove the rock in my cunt. No, please shove it in your faggot’s cunt and rape me like the faggot I am. I want, no I need, you to do what you want to this cunt. Please Sir.” “Good, faggot. Hold this for a sec.” I thought he was talking to me, but I soon learned he was talking to the other guy. I heard the tell-tale sounds of Sir unbuckling his belt and pulling it free. This was followed by the audible sound of his pants unsnapping and zipper coming down. I thought, “Oh fuck yeah, I’m getting another cock in me.” What happened next caught me unaware. Without warning, I felt Sir’s belt go around my neck in a loop and tighten with the buckle at the side of my neck. I instinctively reacted by trying to pull away. This was a mistake, and I paid immediately as the belt was yanked backward, instantly stopping my movement and cutting off my air. “Don’t you fucking move. Don’t you EVER fight me faggot. You will never win, and you will always hurt afterward. CLEAR?” “Yes Sir,” I was able to gasp before the belt was released and my throat was allowed to take air in. “I am sorry, Sir.” “Shut the fuck up, faggot. Spread that cunt hole open. Let’s really see if you want and deserve my dick.” I reached further in to my ass crack, finding my hole and stretching it out as much as possible. “That’s it faggot, show the men what you have and tell them what you want done to it.” “Please, I need this faggot cunt fucked, bred, raped, destroyed. Do whatever you want. I have no right to deny you what you want to do. I’m just a faggot, here for you to use. Get me high, wreck me, PLEASE.” Without warning, I felt Sir slam his fingers in my cunt and I immediately felt the scrape and tell-tale burn of the shard of crystal in my cunt. I slammed backward, taking his fingers to the base and immediately pulling away, only to slam back down. “That’s it faggot, show the men what you want. You’d take my fist if I wanted to wouldn’t you?” “Yes Sir, whatever you want to do to me, do it.” Sir yanked his fingers out, placed his cock head at my cunt, grabbed the belt and yanked me backwards, both cutting off my airflow and slamming me down to the base of his cock in one thrust. I immediately learned one important thing: I was no longer in control; I was nothing more than a cunt for use. The pain and pleasure were simultaneous as the meth continued to burn as it was shoved deeper in my cunt. For the first time ever, I felt another area deep in my asscunt getting hit. It sent explosions of pleasure throughout my body. “Open that hole for me faggot.” Sir pulled out, only slam back in harder than before. Again that new area, which I now realized was another hole, was pounded again. Sir repeated this several times, finally giving up on the attempt to break that hole open . He pulled on the belt while I was fully impaled on his dick. “You will open that hole soon. Fight it now, but I know just how to get through it faggot. That hole is my property, do you understand?” I was barely able to gasp, “Yes Sir,” before he released the belt and began a full fuck. He pulled out and slammed in to me over and over again, sometimes just to the head of his dick, sometimes completely out, waiting for my hole to try and close, before slamming back open. I stayed in position, giving up all control of my body and mind to this brutal fuck, begging over and over, “Rape me Sir, breed my cunt.” “I’m gonna breed you, faggot. Don’t you fucking worry about that. Tell the men, faggot, are you Poz?” “No Sir, I’m negative,” I was able to say in multiple steps as he continued the brutal assault on my cunt. “Neg? Do you want to stay Neg boy?” “I, I, ye… It’s not up to me Sir.” He slammed into me again, stopping as he was balls deep. “Tell me what that means, faggot.” “You own me Sir, I’m your cunt. It’s your choice.” Again the belt was yanked backward, pulling my head to his face. “You’re going to take any load I tell you to?” “Yes, Sir.” “Even Poz loads?” “Yes Sir.” “Toxic loads?” I paused, knowing what this meant. “If that’s what you tell me to do, yes, Sir, I will. It’s not my choice anymore.” “You’re going to beg for loads aren’t you faggot? You’re going to give up your cunt wherever, whenever, and to whomever wants it. Tell me faggot.” “Yes Sir. My cunt is not mine anymore. I am nothing more than a faggot cunt boy to be used anytime. I will beg for any load, spread my cunt for whoever wants it.” “Beg me for my load? Do you even want to know my status?” “Please Sir, give me your cum. Shoot it deep in my cunt. I don’t care.” “Beg me for my toxic load. Tell all the men what you want.” “Please Sir, breed me with your toxic cum. Knock me up, pozme Sir. I need your seed Sir.” “Fuck you. Stupid little faggot cunt. You’re going to regret that.” He then began his brutal rape of my hole, pounding me over and over. “Please Sir, poz your faggot cunt. Poz me Sir.” Within a minute, his breathing intensified and he grunted as he slammed into me one last time as he began shooting his load in me. “Oh, fuck yeah faggot, take my dirty seed. Take my toxic seed. It’s too late for you.” “Fuck yes, Sir, knock me up. Make me yours. Thank you Sir.” He jerked at least five times, pumping his cum deep in my cunt. I swear I could feel the cum shooting into me, burning the walls of my cunt. “That’s it faggot, your all mine now.” “Yes Sir.” As he slowly pulled out, he told the other guy, “Hand me the bag.” I soon felt a duffle bag drop across my back. He pulled something out and then dropped the bag on the floor. I heard the other guy whistle and say, “He’s gonna feel that…” “Give me your baggie again.” I heard more rustling as Sir pulled his dick all the way and replaced it with two fingers. “Push out faggot,” and removed his cum coated fingers. I remained in that position while waiting for whatever Sir had in store for me. “Damn, you sure?” “Don’t ever question me. You know I own your ass, and will bitch you if you ever piss me off. Understood pussy boy?” I was wondering what was going on when I had not said a word. Then I heard the first guy, much more demure than ever before, say, “Yes Master. I am sorry for my disrespect.” Holy fuck, the straight guy isn’t as dominant as he made himself out to be. With my head still facing to the left, I was able to briefly look up at him and saw a different, submissive look on his face. He caught me looking and appeared to shudder in shame as he was discovered. Before I could think or say anything more, I felt something at my cunt. Something big. Without warning, Sir shoved as hard as he could and my cunt was stretched more than ever. I also felt more burning; whatever was going in must have been coated with more crystal. “Push your cunt out faggot, this is going in one way or another.” I pushed out and he pushed in. I felt a painful stretch as what I realized was a huge butt plug stretched me wide before finally fully breaching my cunt and sliding in. My cunt closed in around the base, and I could tell that the base was bigger than either of the dicks that had just fucked me. I groaned as the stretch continued and the burn diminished. “Stand up, faggot.” I slowly got down from the toilet seat, wobbling as I did due to the lack of blood flow and the amount of meth swarming through my body. The first guy took hold of me to keep me from falling. When I was more able to stand on my own, Sir looked at me and I saw his face for the first time. “Mr. Young?” “Yes, faggot. Like I told you, you’re gonna regret giving me control of you.” I looked downward and responded, “No regrets Sir. Do what you want. I’m your property.” He laughed and lifted my head, facing me to him. “That’s a good boy. Now, let’s get you dressed and out of here. You’re day is far from over. And don’t worry about work, I already called you out sick. And, I sent a few of the guys your pictures. They already look forward to when you get back to work. You are going to be our faggot prison bitch.” I had never imagined that I’d ever let my fantasies out of my head. Now, here I was standing in front of a co-worker, naked and high as a kite, knowing that this man had full control of me. “Does, Mr. Rounds know?” “I knew it; you want that black man to use you don’t you?” “Yes, Sir.” “Oh, he’s ready for you. I don’t think you’re ready for him, though. But I’m going to enjoy watching it all happen.” I smiled and said, “I can’t wait for it.” Sir bent down and pulled a package out of his duffel. He handed it to me and told me, “Get dressed, faggot. You’ve got a date at the bathhouse.” I opened the bag, looked in it, and then looked back at Sir. “Is this all I…?” A slap came out of nowhere and my head flinched to the right. “Don’t question me, just do what I tell you.” “Yes, Sir.” I pulled out the jockstrap and t-shirt, both of which were clearly not brand new. The jock strap was branded from Nasty Pig and had a special title across the back part of the waist: “Faggot cumdump.” “My handy work. Like it?” “Yes Sir.” The shirt was a small, so a size smaller than me. The front of it was emblazoned with a large bio-hazard symbol and said, “PNP faggot, property of Sir Y.” The back said, “Faggot whore. Meth Pig. No load refused,” with an arrow pointing down. I looked at both, shocked at the blatant messaging, and then looked at Sir. “Thank you Sir. Thank you for setting me free and making me your property.” He smirked at me, then spit directly in my face. “Shut the fuck up faggot and get dressed.” I put the shirt and jockstrap on, then looked at my pants and shirt, crumpled on the floor. “No. My faggots don’t get to wear clothes. Boy, pick them up.” It still shocked me; this rough, dom straight guy, submits immediately to Sir. He picked up my clothes and shoved them in the duffel bag. Sir Y saw the look on my face and smiled. “You don’t recognize him do you faggot?” I looked more closely and something seemed familiar. Introduce yourself boy. See if tells the faggot why he knows you. “My name is Jose ____” I looked at him, then at Sir Y, and then back. “Holy fuck, you’re…” “Yes, he’s my brother. He’ll soon be Master Y’s new bitch. I can’t wait for it to happen. And from what I know about your relationship with him, I’m sure you can’t wait for it either.” I smiled and said, hoping to not get a slap from either man, “I hope that little shit hurts and hates every minute of whatever happens to him.” I look at Sir, “I’m ready.” He looked back at me, tilted his head, and said, “We’ll see about that. If it’s you or the meth talking. Now, get walking.” With only a brief hesitation, I walked out of the stall and to the door. I could not believe that in less than an hour, I had gone from a repressed gay man, to a full-fledged meth whore with two loads of cum, who knows how much meth flowing through me and a huge buttplug in me that I felt with every step I took. And, more than that, about to step into this new existence, in public, in a shirt and jockstrap only, which fully announce what I am. I held the door for my two men. And humbly, but proudly, walked into my new life.

I only obliged this request once in all my life. Eventually we became regulars and he let me breed him but not the first couple of times. The other times I always stated that I was not interested in safe at all and if the bottom didn’t like it, he can have another top use him, not me. Having said that, it is silly that a guy agrees to let his top use his pussy raw to then expect him to cum outside. If the bottom thinks it protects him against HIV he is sorely mistaken. Rupture of anal/vagina walls take place right at insertion and precum is loaded -no pun intended- not just with swimmers but also with the virus (assuming the top may have a high VL) so the protection is minimal. Also assuming that someone you just met can be trusted to pull out is also ridiculous. Just my two cents

Part 2 I joined a few friends at a high top table to chat awhile. There was a lot of good energy in the bar tonight, with a steady stream of guys coming and going. It would be like this for a few hours as guys made the rounds of the city’s bar scene. The 20-somethings tended to rotate through, enjoying their new freedom of being legal and being able to come and go as they pleased. The younger guys were more limited in their options, this being one of the few places that allowed under 21 to socialize. That was part of the attraction of this place for me — it offered what I was shopping for. Eventually I went back to Randy to buy the next round for the table. Alex and Miguel were standing there, and I struck up a quick conversation. These two were an unusual pair, and there was a mixed understanding of whether they were a couple or just roommates. Alex was Puerto Rican and a nursing student, having just turned 21 last month. His roommate Miguel was an exchange student from Brazil who ended up transferring here at the end of his exchange last summer. These two amuse me, not just because they’re each adorable, but because they both hide who’s fucking them from the other. I met Alex on Grindr, building a three-week conversation until he accepted an offer to meet for drinks one evening while Miguel was working. We had a couple drinks in my loft, talking about his schooling and travels. I love to travel, so we had a lot of destinations to talk about. Alex had seemed nervous at first, but was relaxing the longer we talked. I poured us a third round of drinks and then offered him a tour of the loft. We talked about some of the art pieces that caught his eye, where they came from, and some unique anecdotes about the artists. We were in the bedroom talking about a small piece I’d purchased from a young artist in Toulouse when Alex noticed the sling in the alcove behind my bed. It was deliberately placed to be in a recessed space where I could control the lighting and energy in the space. Alex was fascinated. He touched the leather straps and asked some questions about using it. “Why don’t you jump in and see what it feels like?” Alex hesitated, but he couldn’t take his eyes off it. “Go ahead. Just jump in.” I took his cocktail glass and coached him into the sling. He was still fully dressed; I wanted this to move slowly, savor the young man’s nervous desire. Alex squirmed a bit, trying to settle into the sling comfortably. “It’s meant to be naked in, but you get the basic idea,” I said. I lifted his ankles, “You’re feet would go through these two stirrups, so you don’t have to work to keep them up. It spreads your ass open for the top.” I gave the sling some motion, deliberately bouncing his ass against my groin. Even through our jeans, I could feel both of us getting hard. “Do you fuck a lot of guys in this?” “Mmmmm hmmmm,” I nodded, now running my hands up under his shirt. His skin was so smooth, and I could feel the muscles in his abs flex as I playfully stimulated the nerves with my finger tips. Alex groaned softly. “I think you’re ready to be one of them.” He just looked up at me, his eyes in a dreamy state. I know that look — the look of desire pushing aside all other thoughts in a boy’s head. Alex was radiating nervous anticipation. I pulled off his shoes; he didn’t protest. I pulled off his socks and massaged his feet; he groaned again, letting his head roll back and relaxing. It would have been much easier to have him stand up and undress, but I didn’t want to risk breaking the spell of seduction. I undid his jeans, and awkwardly shuffled them off his hips and pulled them up to expose his ass. I could have just fucked him like this, his pink hole was accessible. But I wanted more, and so did he. I wet my thumb and gently massaged his tender hole while the other hand methodically removed. One pant leg, and then the other. It took a couple minutes, but I got his pants completely, feeling immense satisfaction as they dropped to the floor, all the while my thumb was massaging his hole. He was moaning softly. I stepped around to the head of the sling and pulled his shirt off, much easier than his jeans had been. I looked down the full length of his body. His caramel skin was taught against his lean frame, his legs dangling off to either side of the chains helping suspend him midair. I stepped back to his ass, slipped his legs into the stirrups, and pulled out my cock. “Damn. Your cock looks really big.” “It is.” “Do you have poppers?” “I do. Have you used them before?” “No. But I’ve seen them in videos.” I slid open a tiny drawer beside the sling where I kept the supplies handy, and handed him the bottle. Parted of me wanted to explore Alex’s body longer. But my cock was raging, and Alex’s hole was hanging just inches away, open, ready…. “I don’t get fucked a lot,” he admitted nervously. “I’m mostly a top.” “Good for you,” I said. “I’ll be gentle.” I pumped some lube into my hand, and glazed my long cock with it. Getting a couple more pumps of lube, I fingered some into his anxious hole with one hand, while the other spread some on Alex’s shaft, too. I was admiring its size as I lubed it. I’m sure lots of bottoms loved his dick. But here and now, he was going to be a repository for my seed. I noted Alex was holding the bottle of poppers, but hadn’t used them yet. I could sense his anxiety, the roiling mix of fear and desire battling inside him. The fantasy had become real, and he was at the brink of being fucked in a sling by a big dicked notorious whore. He wanted it, but was terrified to have it. “Unscrew the cap, and hold on to it. Don’t drop it. Pinch one nostril close and inhale through the other. Get the bottle closer. That’s right. Now switch sides. Pinch that nostril closed. This time hold it in for a second hold it. That’s good. Now release your breath slowly.” I took the bottle and cap from him, sealed the bottle closed, and placed it on his chest. His eyes took on that half open – half closed look as he succumbed to the poppers. It was time to take Alex. “Feels amazing doesn’t it?” I pressed the head of my dick into his young hole. He gasped, his breath coming louder and faster, and he lifted his head to look right into my eyes. His face was desperate, terrified, and eager all at once. He knew what was about to happen. He knew it was inevitable and that he couldn’t stop it from happening. I pressed my slick cock further into his awaiting hole. “Fuck, that’s tight,” I said. Alex winced, and I felt his sphincter spasm. “Just breathe. Keep breathing. It’ll be good in a second.” Alex wanted me to pull out. He didn’t think he could handle it. But I knew better. I pushed in further, and Alex let out a deep groan. I pushed in until my balls were touching his bare ass. He looked up at me. Powerless. Realizing his façade of experience had been stripped away, exposing him as a newbie that wasn’t sure what to do. He was overwhelmed with the sensation of my big cock filling him. I started to push the sling back and forth, letting the motion slide Alex’s adorable body up and down my shaft. His ass was like a vice. “You like that?” “Oh my gawd,” he whimpered. “Good boy. Just let yourself enjoy it.” I started to move my hips, adding more movement inside his hole, stretching him open further. It was becoming more comfortable to fuck him. Alex began to moan. “That’s it. Feel that big dick inside you.” “Ohhhh ….. ohhhhhh … fuck ….. fuck,” he whispered softly. I let my hands explore his caramel skin. He felt so good! Alex was lost in the sensations competing for his attention. My fingers danced across his body, stimulating his legs, abs, lats, and chest. All the while my cock worked his tight ass, priming the youngster for his new role as my cumdump. It wasn’t going to be long. I knew he wouldn’t last too much longer before his tender hole became sore. I felt the pressure building inside my balls, knowing it would be a big load. I had worked toward this moment for weeks. The texting. The grooming. This adorable Puerto Rican kid was ready to take my load. Alex sensed it; he looked up at me as I began fucking him more deliberately, the chains of the sling rattling louder as I got closer and closer to release. He wanted to ask me to pull out, to shoot my load across his body, but the words wouldn’t come to his lips. He wanted to be bred, and knew this was his chance for it. “That’s right, boy. You’re getting bred.” I pumped him hard, my cock on the edge of release. Alex moaned. His eyes were pleading. His face looked so innocent in that moment. That’s when I took him. “Gah!” My dick erupted. So did his. My seed pumped inside him, transforming him into my cumdump. His load shot up along his abs and chest, actually splashing some into his open mouth as he gasped at the unexpected climax. I pumped a few more times, waves of ecstasy crashing over me as I took Alex. The innocence was gone from his face. It was replaced with shock at his own transformation. He had just given himself up for another man’s load inside him. He had tried to deny to himself that’s why. He had come here tonight, but he couldn’t lie to himself any longer. We showered. He dressed, though I stayed in just my towel, letting my cock hang loose beneath it as we sat on the couch talking a few minutes before he left. I could feel. My load inside the boy. He also knew he felt different, though he couldn’t explain the feeling. “This is just between us, right?” “It is,” I assured him. “Miguel cannot find out.” “Not a problem. I wouldn’t say anything to him.” To this day, standing here at the bar with the two of them, Miguel doesn’t know that Alex has been a semi-regular in my sling. Alex comes some evenings while Miguel is working or studying with a group. The adorable boy slides into the sling each time. Now I have some prep time beforehand, setting up the dim red lighting, putting on club music for a good fucking beat, even introducing him to wrist restraints. No, Miguel didn’t know about any of that. But Miguel was keeping his own secrets from Alex.

Part 1 Colt and I have been best friends since we were 10 years old. Well, his real name is Colton. Colton Sawyer Cooper. But he's always gone by Colt. We lived three houses apart in a town called Cleburne, just south of Fort Worth. We immediately bonded over our love of comic books, even though he was Marvel and I was DC, and our love for the Cowboys. But I'll have to say he was much more fanatical than me. His entire bedroom was a shrine to the team. Cowboys bed spread, Cowboys sheets, Cowboys lamps, Cowboys rugs, you get the picture. Even his walls were covered in Cowboys posters. But looking back now, I didn't put 2 and 2 together and realize the one thing he didn't have was the one thing every red blooded Cowboys fan had, posters of the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders. But he did have plenty of Tony Romo. So we were basically 2 peas in pod. Where there was one, there was the other. And we told each other everything. He told me when he got his first pubes, and the first time he came, which he said was the most amazing thing ever. I developed a little behind him, but six months later I got my own pubes and soon was ejaculating as well. And he was right, it was amazing! We became little jerk off monsters, as most boys are, and our sleepovers became one non stop jerk fest. We would lie on our sleeping bags on the floor next to each other and pound our dicks. We were always fascinated with watching each other shoot, and seeing how far our loads flew. Nothing gay, just two horny boys. And we were always good for 3 of them. We also liked to measure our growing dicks as we got older, taking pride in how big they were getting. Length wise, we were identical, but his was always thicker. Again, nothing gay, just curious boys. You'd think by the time we reached high school, we would have stopped that, but no. We continued our jerkoff sessions together. I mean, we had been doing it for several years, so why quit now? When we were 16, we got our first blowjobs together. It was at the drive-in in my quad cab Ford F-150. My dad owned a dealership so I got a really good deal on it. You know us Texas boys love our trucks. Colt was in the backseat with Stacy Turner and I was up front with Missy Powell. I watched Colt in my rear view mirror as his head layed back and his mouth hung open, groaning in ecstasy. We even shot our loads at the same time. In retrospect, those blowjobs weren't that great, but we didn't care. We were nutting into a warm, wet hole. I dated Missy for a while after that, but Colt didn't date Stacy. In fact, he never really dated. He'd fool around with chicks, but that was it. I dumped Missy after a while because she wouldn't let me fuck her. She was a "nice girl." Well, she wasn't such a nice girl the night she was on her knees sucking off me and Colt together behind his shed. The full moon provided enough light that I had a nice view of Colt's fat 7 1/2 inch cock as he gagged Missy with it. When he came, he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. After she had swallowed both our loads, she thought we were going to get back together, but I told her to fuck off, I didn't want to date a slut. She called us fags, and said she was going to tell everyone. The next day at school, one of the guys called us fags, but after Colt kicked the shit out of him, no one ever said that again. By our senior year, we had both become big strong men. Colt had turned 18 in August, before school started, and I was turning 18 the day before Halloween. We were both linebackers on the varsity team, which put us in the category of high school gods. You know how important football is in Texas! We had spent years working out, and had spent the last three summers working as ranch hands. Baling hay, branding cattle, castrating bulls, real cowboy shit. And our bodies showed it. I stood a nice 6'1" with a solid body. Firm pecs, hard 6 pack, defined arms, and strong legs. But Colt, he was a whole other level. 6'3 1/2" of solid muscle. And boy did he like to show it off! I don't think he even owned shirts with sleeves anymore. He was constantly flexing his big guns that were attached to the broadest shoulders I had ever seen. His strong torso led down to a surprisingly narrow waist. And the wranglers he wore should have been criminal. They were always so tight that they clung to his big, round ass. And the front, well, he liked to wear a big belt buckle to draw people's eyes down to his huge bulge. Not that it would have gone unnoticed. It was like an anaconda trying to bust out of there. He topped his look off with a pair of boots and a hat. He always wore a hat on his thick, brown curls. Sometimes a trucker hat, sometimes a cowboy hat, but always a hat. And not to be gay, but his face matched the rest of him perfectly. His vibrant green eyes were surrounded by thick, dark eyelashes. His strong nose sat atop a pair of pillowy, dark pink lips. His square jaw perfectly shaped his face. He hadn't started to grow facial hair yet, and his cheeks flushed a reddish colour, giving him a boyish look. His body may have been all man, but his face was all innocent angel. Not that my face wasn't hot too. I had strong Scandinavian features with light blue eyes and light blond hair. I hadn't started shaving yet either, so we were both still like boys in a way. So, right after Colt turned 18, things kind of got weird. It was like he was suddenly avoiding me. Our sleepovers stopped, he would take off right after weekend games, and he hung around me less at school. I tried to talk to him about it, cause it was really hurting me to lose someone I was closer to than a brother. He would just give me flimsy excuses, saying he was busy with stuff, or he was fucking some chick, basically bullshit. The one time during that early part of the school year that was somewhat normal was my birthday. We had scored a bottle of whiskey and some weed and spent the night getting fucked up and playing video games. It was great. Just like old times. It eventually devolved into a mutual bro love fest. We sat on his bed with our arms around each others shoulders and declared our straight love for one another. "I love you man." "No dude, I love YOU!" "I love you more bro!" "No man, I love YOU more!" And back and forth it went. In hindsight, I wasn't hearing what he was trying to tell me. Eventually, it wound up becoming one of our jerk off sessions. I smiled as I looked at his smooth, hairless body. Nothing gay, I just appreciated my best friend, naked next to me, jerking his fat 10 inch cock. I stroked my own 9 1/2 inch dick and we both shot loads that hit our faces, and laughed like nothing had changed. But things had changed. The next day, Colt started his weird avoidance shit again. He blew me off the following weekend, and the weekend after that when he did it again, I had had enough. I knew his parents were going to be out of town, and he claimed he was going to be fucking some chick. But I didn't buy it and decided to spy on him and see what was up. Friday night I snuck over to his house and went around the back to where his bedroom was. His lights were on and the shade was down, but not all the way down. There was a gap at the bottom. His window was open a crack, so I quietly creeped up and peeked into his bedroom. What I saw shocked the hell out of me! There was Colt, stomach down on his bed, his legs hanging off the end, while a large, heavily tattoed Mexican man pulled his head back by his curly hair and pounded his cock into Colt's round, white ass. Colt was wearing his football shoulder pads, athletic socks pulled up over his calves, his cleats, and a white jockstrap. His football jersey layed on the floor. "Take it slut!" I could hear the man say. "Take that load in your faggot jock pussy!" I turned away, my heart pounding in my chest as I heard Colt moan, "Oh yes SIR! Breed me!" WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I JUST SEE? My head swam as a million thoughts ran through it. I knew I should leave, but like a car wreck, I had to look again. I had to make sure what I saw was real. I turned back and looked in again. The Mexican guy was flipping Colt over and spreading his legs. Another man with a camera moved in and got a close up of Colt's asshole. "That's right slut." Said the Mexican. "Show the people what they paid for! Spread your cheeks and let them see your dripping high school jock pussy!" Colt spread his ass cheeks apart as the cameraman said, "Oh yea, look at that jock cunt drip cum!" Then, another man I hadn't noticed stepped up. He was a large black man with dreadlocks pulled back into a ponytail. He bent down and placed his mouth over Colt's asshole and started sucking. Then he stood up over Colt and pulled his mouth open. Colt stuck his tongue out and the black man let a long string of spit and cum land on it. It ran down into Colt's mouth, and he closed it with a smile on his face. As my initial shock started to go down, I noticed a few things I hadn't noticed before. There was a laptop open on the dresser recording the action. Also, on the nightstand there was a glass pipe, a baggie with some kind of substance in it, and a few syringes. Then, the black man layed down on the bed, holding up a huge cock. That fucker had to be like 12 inches! Colt crawled up and straddled the man. He took hold of the cock and lined it up to his asshole. Then he slowly slid down on it. Inch after black inch dissapeared into Colt's bubble butt. Soon, his muscular glutes were sitting on the black man's pubes, and every inch of that cock was inside him. He sat there not moving as the Mexican man filled up the glass pipe. He handed it to the black man, who lit a small torch and waved it under the bowl. Soon, it filled with white smoke and he inhaled it. Then, he grabbed Colt behind his neck and pulled him onto his mouth. I could see the black man exhale as Colt inhaled. Then Colt sat up and exhaled a white cloud. They repeated this twice more as Colt began gyrating his hips. Then the black man handed the pipe to Colt. "Now, hit that bitch, and hold it until I say exhale. And start riding my cock, slut!" Colt held the pipe up to his lips, lit the torch, and inhaled the white smoke. Then, as he held it, he started riding up and down on the black cock buried inside him. He held in the smoke for about 10 seconds before the black man told him to exhale. "Again, Whore!" He demanded Colt. Colt did as he was told, holding in the smoke and riding the big cock harder. 5 times this was repeated until Colt was visibly losing control. The black man reached up and started pinching and squeezing Colt's nipples, and Colt moaned and squealed like a slut. Then the Mexican man approached with a little brown bottle. He held it under Colt's nose as the black man held onto his slim waist and started fucking upward. "Breath in slut, and hold it until I say release. Do you understand you fucking whore?" "Yes SIR!" Replied Colt. The man held the bottle under Colt's nose, closing off one nostril. Colt breathed in deep and held it. After the man finally let him exhale, he repeated it with the other nostril. Back and forth he went. After each hit, Cole became more and more fucked up. Eventually, he couldn't hold his head up. The Mexican man just grabbed his hair and held up his head, forcing him to hit more. Finally, after 10 hits, the Mexican man pushed Colt onto his back, causing the cock to slide out of him. Colt just collapsed, his head rolling to facing me, his mouth open and slack, his eyes crossed and fucked up looking. The black man just raised Colt's legs in the air and slammed his monster cock all the way into my fucked up best friend. Colt just gurgled as he was assaulted. The cameraman panned from Colt's fucked up face to his ass getting pummeled, back and forth. "Yes slut!" Said the black man. "Look into the camera. Let your audience see your face. That's what they paid for, bitch. To see a hot, 18 year old high school jock get fucked up and fucked hard! Tell them how much you like it you fucking whore! Beg to be fucked!" "Oh god yes." Colt slurred. "Fuck me! Fuck my hole. I love it! Give me that big black cock! Please fuck me SIR!" "Are you a little whore? Are you a pathetic, faggot slut?" "Yes SIR!" Colt answered him, still looking blankly into the camera. "I'm a pathetic faggot slut whore! Fuck my hole! Cum in me SIR! I'm a fucking cumdump!" "Is that what you are? A cumdump?" Continued the black man as he pulled Colt's rock hard cock out of his jockstrap and started jerking it really hard. "Can anybody come and fuck you? Can anybody out there watching come and fuck you? You wanna give up your jock hole to anybody that wants it?" "Yes please!" Groaned Colt. "Please come fuck me! I need your cum in me! Please come and fuck me! Anybody can! Come fuck my jock ass!" He cried out as his cock shot off, hitting him in the face and coating his chest and stomach. The black man scraped up his cum and fed it to him, and Colt sucked the cum covered fingers like he was starving. The cameraman handed the camera to the Mexican man. The black man pushed Colt untill his head was hanging over the bed, his mouth wide open. Then the cameraman shoved his hard cock right down Colt's throat. I could see his cock stretch out Colt's esophagus as he buried himself balls deep. Then both men started viciously fucking my best friend, pounding both of his holes as hard as they could. The Mexican handed the cameraman a sign that he held up, and it read.... Colton Sawyer Cooper 18 yo high school senior Football player with 2 Available cumdump holes Dallas/Fort Worth area (817) 347-1823 Any cock taken HOLY SHIT! They posted his full name and his real phone number! Did he agree to that? Or was he too fucked up to know? I decided I couldn't watch anymore and turned away. Part of me was horrified. Part of me was sickened. But what I didn't realize right away is, I had been hard the whole time. As I lay in my bed at home, I tried not to think about everything I had seen, but it was no use. The images played over and over in my head. Without even thinking about it, my hand traveled down to my hard cock. After only a couple of strokes, I shot off a huge load.

This post is a celebration of one of my favourite cities in the whole world - Berlin. I love Berlin and I've spent many happy days roaming through the city in the sunshine, exploring new areas, parks, rivers and shops. It's where I go to get away from things and I always feel relaxed the minute I get there. I especially love exploring what used to be East Berlin and watching it change over the years from what it was like in the mid 90s shortly after the wall came down to what it is like now. For me there is something joyous about being in Berlin - it's where I have had many of my horniest experiences - somehow I feel at one with myself and I've often found the confidence to go for it in a way that I might not at home. I usually say I'm more of a top but there is something about Berlin that just makes me want to pull my pants down and bend over for a good hard bareback fuck. I've usually taken a few loads within hours of getting there and I love it. On one occasion a few years ago I took a load up my arse before I had even left the airport. I had flown out to Berlin from London early in the afternoon and the flight was not particularly busy. I had noticed a German guy standing some way behind me in the queue at the departure gate - he was blond and quite stocky and I couldn't help noticing the sizeable packet in the front of his jeans. I was already in my seat when he came on to the plane and I watched as he reached up to put his bag in the overhead locker a few rows in front of me, giving me a great view of the top of his pants and the crack of his arse. When he had put his bag up he suddenly turned round and looked straight at me, as if he had sensed that I was watching him. I looked away quickly as he sat down a couple of rows in front of me. A couple of hours later we were in Berlin and I was waiting at the baggage reclaim. The blond guy was standing quite near me and every now and then he looked over at me. I looked back and soon we were discreetly cruising each other and the bulge in the front of his trousers seemed to be growing. His bag came out first, closely followed by mine and soon I was following him at a discreet distance as he made his way to the back of the baggage reclaim area and headed down a spiral staircase. I wasn't sure where he was taking me but when we got to the bottom of the staircase I saw a sign marked "Toilets." A few minutes later we were in a cubicle and he was standing in front of me unzipping his jeans. He pulled them down along with his pants and his long, thick, hard cock sprang out. I took hold of it and began to suck it. His cock was one of the biggest I had had in my mouth for a long time and I enjoyed every minute of sucking it. I could tell he was enjoying it too and soon he was pushing his cock into my mouth as I sucked him and I could tell he was getting close. Then he pulled is cock out of my mouth and motioned to me to stand up and turn round. Without a word, I stood up and turned round, pulled my pants and trousers down and bent over the toilet. I felt him pull my cheeks apart and then I felt his tongue on my hole. I hadn't been expecting that, but it felt incredibly good and I pushed my arse into his face as he began to really lick me. After a while he stood up and I felt the head of his cock pushing against my wet hole. He wanted to fuck me and clearly had no intention of using a condom - just what I wanted! I pulled my cheeks apart to help him get his big cock up my arse and when he was all the way up me I bent forward and he began to fuck me. He started off slowly and then began to fuck me harder as I bent forward over the toilet and soon he was really banging my arse. I loved every minute of it and soon his breathing was getting heavier and I could tell he was getting close and then he thrust hard up my arse a couple of times and pushed me forward, pushing his cock right up me and holding it there as he pumped my arse full of cum. It was all very horny - all the more so as neither of us said a word throughout the whole encounter. A great start to my weekend in Berlin! I sometimes book a trip to Berlin on the spur of the moment and one time I had been feeling tired and stressed at work and I booked some time off and decided to spend a weekend in Berlin on my own just unwinding. I had to attend a meeting of the senior management team in the morning and then I caught a mid afternoon flight to Berlin. I arrived, booked into my hotel, had a shower and went on Planet Romeo (hugely popular in Germany) to see what was happening. I was messaged by a Turkish guy in his late 30s who was looking for a quick fuck on his way to work in a Turkish restaurant near my hotel. We swapped some pictures and I really liked the look of his big hairy cock so we arranged that he would come by my hotel and dump a load up me. A little later he messaged me again and I thought he was calling off but instead he said one of his co workers was up for a fuck too and asked if he could bring him. I had no idea what his colleague looked like but I didn't really care - I just wanted to be fucked so I said yes no problem. They arrived a short time later. The guy was pretty much as he had looked in his pictures - and I was well happy with that, but the other guy was really good looking. He was also Turkish, no more than eighteen or nineteen, tall and slim with longish hair, very dark eyes and a really nice, boyish grin. I didn't waste any time and soon they both had their pants down and their cocks out and I was happily moving from one to the other - sucking the younger guy and then the older and then they both pushed their cocks into my mouth together and I sucked on them both. This was turning out to be a much hornier encounter than I had expected and it got even more horny when the young lad pulled his cock out my mouth and, turning round, bent forward and pushed his arse into my face. The older guy laughed and watched as I pulled the young lad's cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hairy arse hole. He moaned and pushed his arse back into my face as I pushed my tongue up his tight, hairy hole. I rimmed the young lad for a while and then the other guy said it was time to fuck. I sucked them both again and then I knelt up on the bed. Somehow I had thought they would fuck me one after the other, but they took turns on me. The older guy went up me first and gave me a good hard fuck before pulling out and letting the young lad take over. The young lad was a good fuck too - his cock was not quite as thick as the other guy's but he certainly knew how to fuck! They took turns on me for a while longer and then the young lad groaned loudly and shot his load up my arse. When he pulled out he came round and pushed his cock into my mouth as the older guy pumped his load up me. I didn't think it could get any hornier but then the older guy said "You like to fuck?" I said yes and he nodded and said something I didn't understand to the younger lad. To my surprise, the younger lad knelt up on the bed and pulled his cheeks apart, once more exposing his hairy arsehole. I didn't hesitate - I lubed him up, positioned my cock against his hole and pushed. He was tight, but not as tight as I thought he might be and soon I was right up him. He grunted as I began to fuck him, enjoying the the tightness of his arse around my cock as I thrust slowly up him and then built up and began to fuck him harder. I needed to cum now and I began to really fuck him and before too much longer I was shooting what felt like a massive load of cum up the young lad's hairy arse. Later that evening I went out for a meal and then went cruising in the Tiergarten - my favourite cruising ground. I took a few more loads up my arse and then shot my second load of the day up the arse of a nerdy looking guy in glasses who was bent over a tree with his pants down. It was good to be back in Berlin. One of the things I've always loved about Germany and about Berlin in particular is the amount of barebacking that has always gone on. So many German lads, especially young lads, seem willing to bend over and take loads with no questions asked and this has led to some very horny encounters. One day I was walking in one of my favourite areas of Berlin, an area which had formerly been part of East Berlin. I had been walking for most of the day and I intended to finish my walk by walking through the park in the Wuhletal area and coming out the other end at the underground station. I have walked through this park many times - it is one of my favourite walks - and I had never seen any evidence to suggest that the park was cruisy. As I walked through the park I passed a young blond lad who was sitting on a bench, his bike propped up against a tree. He looked at me as I passed and I wondered for a moment if he was cruising me but then I thought that was probably wishful thinking and walked on. I had been walking for several hours and was getting a bit tired now so I was strolling through the park at quite a leisurely pace. A short time later I heard the sound of a bicycle being wheeled along the path behind me and the blond lad passed me. He looked at me again as he passed and then walked on in front of me. I couldn't help admiring his slim arse in his cut off jeans and, as he looked back at me again, I began to realise that he was actually cruising me. A little later I was following him as he wheeled his bike off the path and into a wooded area. When we had gone some way into the wooded area, he stopped and turned round. He grinned at me and seconds later my cock was out and he was down sucking me off. This was just what I needed after my long walk and he was sucking me so well that before long I was getting close. I pulled out his mouth and he stood up. We changed places and soon I was sucking on his surprisingly long and thick cock. As I sucked him, he reached into his pocket and brought out a small packet of lube. As I sucked him, he began rubbing some lube into his arse. A little later, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and turned round. He leant forward against a tree and pushed his arse out. I went up him easily and he grunted as I began to fuck him. I enjoyed every minute of fucking this good looking young lad up the arse in a park in the middle of the day - no condom and no questions asked - and it was not too long before I was pumping a nice big load of cum into his unprotected arse. When I finished cumming and pulled out, I saw his cock was still rock hard. I bent forward and began to suck him as he reached round and began to finger my arse hole. I grinned at him and seconds later I was bent over against the tree as the young lad pushed his cock up my arse and began to fuck me. It was one of the best fucks I had had in a long time, all the more horny for being so unexpected - I had no idea when I entered the park that I would end up against a tree with my pants down taking a load of cum from a young lad but I was certainly not complaining. He fucked me really well and then he pulled out, wanked his cock a few times and pushed back up me and I knew he was cumming deep in my arse. A little later I was making my way to the underground station and he was wheeling his bike out of the park - with no one any the wiser that we had just fucked and bred each other in the bushes. A year or so later I had another totally unexpected and equally horny experience. I had been walking in the same area and had got on the train on the U5 underground line back in to town. The train line runs above ground for quite a number of stops before it goes underground again and I have always enjoyed the journey. This afternoon was particularly hot and I was glad to sit down after my long walk. The train was not very busy - there was only a couple of people in my carriage, both sitting at the other end and facing the other way. The train took a while to leave Wuhletal station and just before it did, two lads who looked to be in their late 20s got on and sat down just opposite me. The train started again and a little later it stopped between two stations. It stopped for quite a while this time before starting again and making its way further towards the city centre. Then, just as the train went underground it stopped again. The driver came on the tannoy and said there was an obstruction up ahead and then there was no more communication for a while. It was starting to get very hot in the carriage now and I could see the two lads were feeling the heat. I heard one ask if they had any water left and the other shook his head. I had a bottle of water and I took it out my bag and offered it to them. They were really pleased and they both took a drink from it before passing it back to me. I had realised that they were a couple by now and I couldn't help noticing that they were both quite good looking - especially the taller of the two who had dark blond hair and a really nice smile. We began to chat and after a few more minutes, the blond guy peeled off his T shirt. They both saw me looking and the other lad grinned and pulled off his T shirt too. He was darker with a hairy chest and I was now really enjoying the view, especially as I could now see the top of the dark blond lad's white Calvin Klein pants. They motioned to me to remove my top and at first I shook my head but then I decided to go for it and I pulled off my polo shirt and all three of us were topless. The other two passengers had left the train at the previous station and we now had the carriage to ourselves. It was really hot now and between us we had finished my bottle of water. We were speaking in German and our conversation had been getting a bit more suggestive. It was the dark haired lad who suggested that we should lose a few more clothes. I didn't actually think he meant anyting but as he said it, he quickly looked around and then stood up. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out and seconds later it was in his boyfriend's mouth. He motioned to me to join them and I didn't hesitate - I was really turned on by the whole situation and soon my cock was out and the dark blond lad was taking it in turns to suck us both. I assumed he was going to suck us both off and I was really looking forward to unloading in his mouth but after a while he grinned at his boyfriend and then he pulled his pants right down and knelt up on the seat, his arse in the air. His boyfriend nodded to me and I got down behind the blond lad and parted his cheeks. I pushed my tongue into his sweaty arsehole and began to lick him. I couldn't believe this was happening but it got even hornier when the dark haired guy tapped me on the shoulder and motioned to me to stand up. He took hold of my cock and pulled it towards his boyfriend's arse and I realised he was giving me permission to fuck him. He pulled the blond lad's cheeks apart and I pushed the head of my cock against his hole. I went up him really easily and the dark haired guy told me to fuck him. This was one of the horniest experiences I had ever had and I just hoped that the train would not start up again before I got the chance to properly fuck and breed this fit lad. I knew I wouldn't last too long so I fucked him slowly as his boyfriend kissed him and wanked him. I was very close now so I began to fuck him harder and a short time later I was pumping what felt like a massive load of cum up his arse. When I pulled out, the dark haired guy leaned forward and began to suck my cock. Knowing he was sucking my cock after it had been up his boyfriend's arse was a real turn on for me. It must have been a turn on for him too - as he sucked me he shot his load out on the floor of the train carriage. I think that was one of the horniest experiences I ever had in Berlin and I couldn't quite believe it had happened. It was some time before the train started again and, when it did, the train began to get busier. The two lads got off at Alexanderplatz and both grinned at me as they got off the train. With all the restrictions in place on travel, I haven't been able to visit Berlin for over a year and I really miss it. I've enjoyed re-living some of my horny Berlin experiences and will post some more in part 2. Part 2 to follow

Part 1 Yeah, I knew I was gay. I was only 18, and still in high school, but I had fooled around with a few guys. This was early 1990’s. My experiences had been quick and anonymous at the adult bookstore. The first couple times I just let a guy suck me in the video booths, but after several sessions I also found myself on my knees, blowing guys. I had gotten fucked exactly twice and both times it had hurt and both sessions were totally safe as both guys used a condom. I was, at that time, the total surfer twink, at 5’ 10” and 170 pounds, dark blonde hair and surfer tan. I was also totally not out. And still coming to terms with the fact that I not only liked guys, but that I was definitely more interested in the pleasing side of things versus sitting back and being pleased. But the bookstore was really hit and miss, and I was somewhat picky. My usual target was white guys in their late 30’s or 40’s. And that was really all I liked. Guys my age didn’t interest me really. So there I was, 18 and about to graduate high school and sneaking off to the adult bookstore when I just couldn’t take it anymore and either getting sucked or sucking guys. And I could still count my gay sex experiences with both hands at that point. My parents were divorced and I lived with my mom, who by then was either at work or at her boyfriends place. I had a lot of time to myself. We lived in a big apartment complex and I had to walk past a couple of buildings to get to our place from the parking lot. It was during one of those walks from the parking lot that spring of my senior year that I met Tom. I had kind of noticed him, even though he was pretty new to the complex. One, I had to walk past his patio and front door and two, Tom was hot. He was maybe 40 (turned out to be 44) and tall, 6’ 2”, but he was thin. I doubt he weighed more than me at 170. His hair was graying and cut very short. Our neighborhood was not gay Mecca, so I figured he was straight, probably some guy getting divorced. Anyways, I was waking up the path after getting off of my after school job and it was just getting dark. I knew my mom wouldn’t be home, but that was fine and I was used to making myself dinner. I saw him ahead of time on his patio so I wasn’t spooked, but I was surprised when he raised a hand and called out "Hey there, neighbor. I was standing here hoping a young strong guy would walk by." Slightly unsure how to respond I gave a light laugh, whereupon he continued "My name is Tom. I just moved in here a few weeks ago and I bought a new TV and need to move the old one upstairs but it’s really a two man job. Any chance I could talk you into giving me a hand?” Like I said, I already thought the guy was hot and, well, he was wearing a rather revealing a v neck t-shirt and gym shorts. Besides, it just seemed polite to help so I finally replied "Hi nice to meet you Tom. I’m Chris. I just live down the way, and yeah, I can help.” Smiling, he replied "Great, thanks. Come around the front door and I’ll let you in.” I walked in and my naive gaydar went off a little, but then I asked myself 'What do you know?' What was clear, however, is that the house was far from being slobbish. His furniture was tasteful and several cool, well-mounted, framed black and white photos hung on the walls. The TV of which Tom had spoken was prominently located in the living room, positioned on the floor. The new TV was in the prime position on Tom's entertainment center. “I really appreciate this. I just want to get it into my play... into the other bedroom, the first one at the top.” Most of the units in our development were the say layout, so I knew the room of which he was speaking was, in my house, my bedroom, so I knew what to expect. Tom led the way, hefting up his end of the TV, and I took-up my end, and we rather clumsily made our way up the staircase. As we began the turn into the bedroom doorway Tom grunted "Let's put it on the long desk up against the wall, ok?” It wasn’t til we set it down that I looked around and realized the purpose of the room, and why Tom had initially begun to use the word 'playroom' in identifying the room. Now, my experiences might have been slight, and I had certainly never been in a room built just for sex, but I was in one now. A bed on one wall, with the big desk which contained a TV, a DVD player, and a VCR on the opposing wall. The third wall was all mirror closets. And in the corner was something that took a naive 18 year old a second to figure out: a sling. In the most remote corner I couldn't help but notice a camcorder on a tripod. I think he noticed my shock and offered a light joke "Well, doesn’t everyone have a sex room?” He paused and then added more quietly, “Well, every gay man anyway.” He stared right at me when he said that. And while I was 95 percent sure before he said that, I knew now I was standing in Tom’s gay sex room. “Do you like it?” he asked. My heart was beating 1000 miles an hour when I replied "I like it a lot.” He looked at me a long time. “Chris right? Chris, how um, how old are you?” “I just turned 18 in January,” I replied. This was totally different than a two minute blowjob in the dark. This guy was my neighbor. “Chris, I’m not the only gay man in the room right now am I?" he asked quietly. I shook my head. "I was just gonna make sure the TV works right. Want to watch a video with me?” I again just nodded. “One thing though, one of the few rules of my room, clothes are definitely not allowed.” With that he stripped down. Holy shit. He was naked in front of me, and half hard. And his cock was amazing. I nervously stripped down. I was hard as a rock and tried to hide it. He patted the bed and motioned me to sit. “Don’t ever hide that from me here Chris. This is a place where we celebrate man sex.” He grabbed a remote and hit play and settled back onto the bed next to me. I couldn’t help staring at him and he seemed to want me to. I was so nervous still but could feel myself starting to lose control. The nerves were fading into want. I had never been in a guy's place before like this and had never had sex outside the bookstores, where it was all about rushing through as quickly as one could. Tom seemed in no hurry. As I watched him wrap his hand around his thick cock and slowly stroke himself, I thought 'Whatever happens will be fine and it’s nothing you haven’t done before at the bookstore'. I had no idea. I was 18. No one had shown me yet. Tom would. I just didn’t know it yet.

PART 1 I'm from the UK and go to Disney World in Florida quite regularly with family. We usually go for about a month at a time and we all stay in the same room. During my last visit, I was finally on PREP. I was paranoid about taking over a months supply with me through customs, and even more paranoid about taking poppers with me. I was debating do I go a month without sex, or do I risk it. In the end, I stuck with the prep but left the poppers at home. I didn't want to pass up an opportunity for sex should one arise, but being with my family I thought those opportunities would be few and far between. The night before my departure, we stayed in a hotel at the airport. Thankfully I had my own room, but unfortunately it was directly opposite my parents. Everyone went to bed quite early, as we had a long day ahead the next day. Alarms were set for 3am and our 9 hour flight left at 11. Whilst in bed, I decided to check through Grindr, not expecting to find anything but i'd give it a go, maybe I could sext someone or something. As usual, there were a few profiles 4 maybe 5 miles away, I couldn't travel so they were out. I was about to give up when a profile popped up 50 feet away. Almost instantly I had a message from them with "looking?". Suddenly I became nervous, could I sneak out? I cant have them here what if my parents see them. But I was so horny I thought fuck it. I replied "yes, what room?" I wasn't prepared at all, I had no poppers, no condoms / lube, but I was so horny I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity, it could've been my last for a month. I had a response from Grindr. He's on the same corridor as me, just 3 doors up. I left my room, being super quiet and making sure the heavy hotel door doesn't create suspicion for my parents. He had left his door on the latch and I walked in, pitch black. I couldn't see where I was going, until I could see the faint glow of a phone light and a the slight outline of a guy on the bed. I jumped straight into this, I didn't even ask the guy for a picture on Grindr. The phone light went off and I could see him getting up and walking to me, neither of us had said a word and he just started kissing me and fingering my ass. This was happening, I was so excited and asked to suck him. He had an average size cock, but it was extremely thick, it filled my mouth and he started fucking my throat. Every time I was gagging he pulled me up and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of him. He said "spit in my mouth". I was a little shocked, I hesitated and he grabbed my throat. "I said spit in my mouth". My dick suddenly got really hard. I spat in his mouth, as requested and he pulled me down to kiss me. "Don't you fucking cum until I say so". I didn't know how to respond, so I went with a simple "Yes sir". He pulled my dick in to his mouth and asked me to fuck his throat, I was getting close to cumming so I asked him to stop. He went into his rucksack and pulled out some poppers. "Picked these up in Amsterdam, they're the real deal now sniff". He held the bottle under my nose. "Sniff again and dont stop until I said so". I kept sniffing, and sniffing, "Stop and hold your breath until I say so". I held my breath and then he said "Release and suck this dick". I became super hot, and horny. His dick became the only thing in my world, I needed it, not having it wasn't an option. I managed to deep throat it and begin to vomit. He pulled out and stuck the bottle under my nose again. "Sniff bitch until I say stop". The thumping in my head was incredible, I felt free. He pulled away the bottle and spun me over and pushed my head into the bed. I felt him spit in hole, and I could feel his dick teasing the opening. He started to push and I started to gasp, before he put his hand over my mouth. "You only speak when I let you". "Yes sir" I replied. My first mistake. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY" as my head was thrusted into the mattress and my ass spanked harder than I knew was possible. I loved it. I could feel the poppers wearing off, and his thick cock was tearing my hole a part. I tried to reach for the poppers but my master grabbed them. He pulled them behind my back and said "You sniff when I let you.". He started to slow, he must've been close. He placed the bottle in front of me and said I want you to huff this. Put your lips around the bottle. I did as my master said. He climbed on the bed and made me sit on his dick. He wanted me to ride him and choke him at the same time. He pulled me in to kiss him and I could feel him thrust in to my house, he wouldn't let go and held me tight. He filled my ass with his cum. He pushed me away. "KEEP GOING", I kept going and a few seconds later he moaned. "MILK MY DICK MILK IT" I kept going and he told me I was a good boy. I asked him could I cum and he slapped me. "NO TALKING". He turned his body backwards and asked my to throat fuck him and choke him at the same time. I'm not to stop until I cum. I kept going and could hear him gagging, every time he smacked my ass I was to let go of his throat. It wasn't long, and my load flowed freely down his throat. He kept sucking, every last drop. He got up and kissed me, it was 2:30am, I was supposed to get up in half an hour. I told him I need to get back to my room. We exchanged numbers and I left. I walked back to my room, with the cum slowly dripping out my ass staining my underwear. It was my only pair so I had to wear these cum soaked underwear on the plane the next day. TO BE CONTINUED

In regards to having an 'open door policy' and keeping the door from locking- Have any of you guys had the door cracked at a motel, with the doors that open to the parking lot, and had a random person who wasn't invited to open the door and look in? Like any member of the staff or maybe another guest staying at the motel? That's one of my fears but also a big fantasy that I'll be face down ass up naked on the bed with my hole presented towards the door, and someone passing by sees the door cracked and comes on in. As long as it was a guy I think I'd be ok with it but if it was a woman I feel like I'd freak out a bit and be pissed af lol.

OMFG! So fucking good! As much as I love the poz pig sex, the humanity of breaking mentally from losing loves and the guilt from perceived or actual transgressions are so deep and raw. You are a Master in storytelling @Navi38! Thank you for continuing this wonderful tale.....will follow you for as long as you wish to tell it.

Part 5 I arrived at the lodge that Michael and Dan had rented later that afternoon. It was really beautiful - luxurious I think is the best word to describe it. The surroundings were amazing too - the lodge was by a lake with a great view of the mountains nearby and I had a double room overlooking the lake. I was in good spirits - I hadn't had any time off for about two years and I really needed a break and I was looking forward to doing not very much. I liked Michael and Dan a lot - they were both barristers and most of the other members of the house party were in the legal profession too - some were barristers and some solicitors. I had got to know Michael several years ago when I had worked in his office as an extra job and he had become a really good friend. In addition to Michael and his partner Dan, there was two other couples - Barnaby and Simon and Josh and Max. I had met Barnaby and Simon before - Barnaby was a stocky, ginger guy with a beefy arse and Simon was shorter, a little bit chubby and actually the better looking of the two. I hadn't met Josh and Max before - they were both trainee solicitors in their mid 20s and I couldn't help noticing they were both good looking young lads. All of us had travelled up from the south of England except the two young lads who were Scottish. The other member of the party was David, a friend of Michael's who was also a barrister. I didn't like David - and I was fairly sure he didn't like me. I had always found David very judgemental - he did not particularly approve of casual sex or cruising and was very judgemental about anyone who cheated or anyone who had what he called "unprotected sex". No matter what topic was being discussed, David and I always seemed to have opposite viewpoints. We were taking it in turns to do the food and on the first evening, Dan and Michael made us an amazing meal. The wine was flowing and the company was good. I was beginning to relax and, typically for me, was beginning to feel horny again, despite having cum heavily up the arse of the train guard just a few hours earlier. I promised myself I would have a good wank before going to sleep and at the same time I couldn't help noticing that one of the young lads, Josh, seemed to be looking my way quite a bit. He was an attractive lad, slim and dark, with an attractive, boyish smile. I felt a familiar stirring in my pants and casually spread my legs a bit. I was fairly sure that Josh was watching me now and also fairly sure that he liked what he was seeing. A little later, the conversation turned to a new drug designed to prevent HIV infection that was apparently just starting to be offered as a trial to some high risk gay men in certain areas. Opinion was divided as to whether it was a good thing or not. David was, as usual, the most vocal - he was of the view that it would just encourage guys to be irresponsible and that everyone should just stick to playing safe. In his view, there was no need for anyone to become infected with HIV if they just behaved sensibly and if people didn't behave sensibly, they had no one to blame but themselves. Barnaby agreed with David. I decided to keep quiet on this occasion, unusually for me, as I didn't want to ruin the evening and I looked at David thoughtfully. He was not a bad looking guy and actually could be quite nice if he was not so uptight and so quick to judge. Simon then said mildly that it was up to everyone to make their own decisions, to protect themselves and to ask the right questions. Michael was, as ever, diplomatic and brought the conversation to a close before it got out of hand. The two young lads had said nothing. A little later I was sitting on the balcony in my room overlooking the lake as I had one last drink and then I stripped off and got into bed. I was still horny, and I started to play with my cock but decided that, on balance, I was too tired to have a wank and it could wait until the morning. A few minutes later there was a tap on my bedroom door and Josh's head appeared round it. "Can I come in?" he whispered. I nodded and he came into the room, wearing only a T-shirt and a pair of white pants that left little to the imagination. He grinned at me, put his finger to his lips and, without a word, pulled the duvet back. I was naked and hard and Josh wasted no time in going down on me. I closed my eyes and sighed as Josh began to suck my cock. He sucked me really well and I enjoyed every minute of him sucking me. After a while, Josh moved round and knelt over me. He took my cock in his mouth again as he pushed his arse into my face. I pulled his cheeks apart and my tongue went up his arse as he continued sucking my cock. I was getting close now and then Josh moved round again and squatted over me. He took hold of my cock, positioned it against his wet arsehole and pushed down. The entire length of my cock went slowly but surely up his arse and when it was right up him, he began to ride me. "Oh fuck....oh fuck....yeah!" he moaned softly as he rode my cock. I was really enjoying the fuck, and the thought that Josh's boyfriend was probably sleeping nearby none the wiser, somehow made it even hornier. Just as I was getting close once again, Josh climbed off my cock and laid down on the bed, holding his legs high in the air. I went back up him and really began to fuck him. I was getting close now and told him so. "Do it...." he moaned, "Fucking do it.......cum in me!" I started to cum and he moaned "Oh yeah......give it to me......fucking give it to me!" I didn't hold back - I really bred him - it felt like I was never going to stop cumming. When I had finally finished and pulled out, Josh pulled his pants back on, grinned at me and went softly out of the room. My week in Scotland had got off to a very promising start! I slept well that night and woke up just before 7am feeling refreshed. I usually get up before 6am so this was a bit of a lie in for me and I laid in bed for a while, feeling relaxed. I thought back to the night before and Josh riding on my bare cock and I started feeling horny again. I got up, showered quickly and got dressed. A large luxury hotel about a mile away offered reduced membership to their gym for guests at the lodges and I had taken this up and was looking forward to a good session in the gym to start the day. I enjoyed the walk along by the lake in the cool morning air and then I saw a figure up ahead and recognised Simon. He was on his way to the gym too and I caught him up and we began to chat. He was a nice guy and I enjoyed his company. We got to the gym, registered and went in to the changing room. There was only one other guy there and he left shortly after we arrived . I was still feeling a bit horny and was conscious that my dick was semi hard as I stripped off. Simon was still chatting casually to me as we got changed, but I could see his eyes straying to my dick, even though he was trying hard not to look. We had a good work out in the gym, sometimes we worked together and sometimes separately and, after about an hour, we were back in the empty changing room. Simon was a bit quieter as we both stripped off and he turned away as he pulled his shorts and pants down. I couldn't help noticing that he had a really fit arse and once again I had a semi as I followed Simon into the showers. As we showered together, I didn't trouble to hide my semi hard cock and when Simon turned to face me, I saw that he was also now getting hard. We both took hold of our cocks at the same time and soon we were wanking together. I could sense that Simon was nervous and I didn't want to push him so I decided to let things take their course and see how far Simon wanted to go. He seemed content just to wank off together and after a while, he moved in closer to me. My hand found his arse and he didn't object as I started to move my finger up and down his crack He was still wanking as my finger found his hole and began to push up it. He groaned as I fingered him and seconds later he shot his load. We made our way back to the lodge a little later, chatting normally as if nothing had happened and this suited me fine. I had enjoyed fingering Simon's arsehole and watching him cum and guessed that he might be willing to take things further and just needed to take things slowly. I didn't get a chance to speak to Josh until much later in the day when his partner was resting. I was sitting out at one of the tables in the garden enjoying a drink when Josh came and joined me. He smiled at me and told me how much he had enjoyed the night before. I told him I had enjoyed it too and then he asked me if my ears had been burning just before I had arrived the day before. I asked him what he meant and he said that David had been having a go at me shortly before I arrived. He told me that David had told Michael and Dan that he had heard I was HIV positive and not on meds and yet I still fucked around and didn't use condoms. I was really surprised. I said "So, last night.....you knew?" Josh nodded "Oh yeah, I knew exactly what I was getting!" He grinned at me. "I loved it. I fucking loved it!" I was hard now and I could see Josh was too. He suggested we take a short walk and said he knew of a quiet spot nearby and soon we were in a little clearing overlooking the lake. Josh sucked my cock for a while and then he bent forward against a tree, his pants and trousers down at his knees, wanking and telling me how much he wanted it as I fucked him hard and fast and shot another load of toxic cum into his fit young arse. As I pulled out of Josh's arse, I sensed we were not alone. I turned around just in time to see a tall young lad disappearing quickly into the woods. I told Josh and he laughed and said he hoped the lad had enjoyed watching as much as he had enjoyed doing it. A little later we were sitting back at the table having a drink together and Josh told me how good my dirty load felt in his cunt. He told me he had been chasing for some time now and nothing turned him on like taking a positive load. I asked about his partner. "What about Max?" Josh was silent for a moment. "He wants it too - he just needs to go a bit slower." He grinned and said "He really fancies you and when I told him this morning you were toxic, he was so horny he made me fuck him twice." Things were taking a very interesting turn, and not one I had expected when I arrived. I asked him who else had been there when David had said what he said to Michael about me and he told me only Dan and Barnaby. "By the way," said Josh "Just how toxic are you?" I told him. "Fuck me!" he said. We agreed that he would speak to Max and see what he could set up and a short time later we were joined by some of the others. The next morning I was back in the gym working out with Simon. He seemed more at ease today and we had a good workout together. Once again the gym was more or less deserted and for most of our workout we had it to ourselves. As we stripped off I could see that Simon was hard and when I followed him into the showers his arse was just a few inches away from my cock. We started wanking but I was so horny I knew I was going to cum almost immediately. I told Simon and he said "Cum on me!" To my surprise he turned away, bent forward against the wall of the shower and pulled his cheeks apart, exposing his arsehole. "Cum on my arse." he moaned. I began to cum almost immediately, my cum landing right on his open hole. He moaned and I moved in closer. He didn't object when I began to rub my cock over his hole and as I pushed up him the last few spurts of cum went right inside him. I was still rock hard and I knew I could easily cum again, so I pushed him forward and began to fuck him right there in the shower area. Simon was moaning "Oh, God.......Oh fuck.....Oh fuck...." He was pushing his arse back onto my cock as I fucked him and it was not too long before I was close to cumming a second time. I wondered whether I should warn him but he was lost in the fuck and so I just went ahead and began to shoot my load right into his arse. When I finished I pulled out and he stood up and pulled me towards him. He kissed me very hard and at the same time I felt his cum spurting out between our bodies. We both showered and soon we were making our way back to join the others for breakfast. I was interested that the guy who had said it was for everyone to protect themselves and to ask the right questions had done neither of these things. We all passed a fairly lazy day and in the afternoon Simon and his partner went out for the afternoon with Michael and Dan. Josh and Max had gone swimming in the next town and I wasn't where the others were. I was feeling very satisfied after the fuck I had with Simon that morning but I was still super horny around this time and I was still able to cum twice or even three times in the one day. Later in the day I decided to act on a hunch and I made my way to the spot where Josh and I had fucked the day before. It was just around the same time and shortly after I got there my hunch paid off. The young lad who had watched us fuck the day before came shyly towards me out of the bushes. I smiled at him. "Hi, I'm Lee." I said. "I'm Jack." said the young lad. "Nice to meet you, Jack." I said. He smiled and seemed to relax a bit. I asked if he was local and he said he lived on a farm nearby and was attending agricultural college. He was quite a good looking lad, tall and slim with long hair tied back in a ponytail and now that he had relaxed he was quite chatty. He told me he was nineteen and lived with his parents and he asked me what it was like living in London. We chatted for a while and then I decided to make a move. I asked him if he had enjoyed watching us the other day. He nodded shyly and I asked him if he would have liked to join in and he nodded again. I asked if he had done it before and he said yes - a few times. Then he hesitated and then said "But......" his voice tailed off and I said "But what?" He was silent for a moment and then he said "I've never done it without a condom before," and added "you didn't use a condom with that guy, did you?" I shook my head and he was silent again. "What's it like?" he suddenly asked. I wasn't sure what he meant at first and then I realised he was talking about fucking without a condom. "Well, I like it." I said cautiously. Jack was silent again. "Would you like to try it without a condom?" I asked. He was silent again for a moment and then he nodded. Soon my cock was out and Jack was down sucking me off. I could tell he wasn't very experienced but he sucked me quite well and then he licked my balls for a while before going back down on my cock. He sucked me for a while longer and then stood up. "Will you fuck me?" he asked. A little later Jack was bent over, his jeans and his white underpants at his ankles and my tongue was up his arse. I rimmed him for a while as he gave contented little moans and soon I was easing my bare cock into his tight, slightly hairy arsehole. He gave a yelp as I pushed further up him and I stopped. "Are you ok?" I asked. He nodded. "Just go slowly" he said. I went slowly and soon I was right up him. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him slowly. His arse was incredibly tight and this, together with the knowledge that I was taking his bareback virginity, really turned me on. I fucked him slowly at first and then began to go a little faster. He was moaning now and playing with his cock as I fucked him steadily, slowly but surely beginning to fuck him a bit harder. He was still moaning softly and I could tell he was getting more and more into it. I was getting close now and I told him so. "Are you going to cum in my bum?" he asked. "Do you want me to?" I said and he moaned again and said "Yes!" Almost immediately I began to cum deep inside him and I knew I was shooting a nice big load right into his unprotected arse. Jack's eyes were shining as I pulled out and he wanked his cum out on to the grass in front of him. "That was awesome!" he said. "Thanks." "My pleasure!" I said That night I couldn't sleep and decided to go for a night walk along by the river. I walked for about an hour and as I returned to the lodge I saw that there was a light on in one of the ground floor rooms. As I passed by I could see that it was Simon and Barnaby's room. There was a lamp on in the room and a gap in the curtains and, out of curiosity, I looked in. The first thing I saw was Barnaby's naked arse - he was fucking Simon, who was on his back with his legs up. I wondered what Barnaby would think if he knew I had been there before him and had dumped a load up his partner earlier in the day. I now had a perfect view of Barnaby's arse and as he thrust up Simon's arse every now and then I got a perfect view of his arsehole. I didn't like Barnaby much, but I had to admit that he had a very attractive arse. I couldn't help imagining myself stepping up behind him while he fucked Simon and depositing a nice little gift deep in his uptight ginger hole. Soon I was relaxing in bed. It had been a good day and I had enjoyed some very horny fun. The following evening the others were all going to a concert in a town nearby and I had arranged to take Josh and Max out for a meal and a few drinks. I was looking forward to that. The week was shaping up well. Part 6 to follow

We left the restaurant and beelined to the closest bathhouse. We rented a double bed room. I'm not sure why Hubby insisted on this. As I expected we really didn't spend any time in it. The sling was empty so I went directly there and climbed aboard. Hubby began humping me bareback to send a clear message. My ass was available for breeding. When we had attracted an audience of three or four Hubby pulled out tapped in a beer bellied average looking 50ish guy with a smallish dick. Again he was sending a message. 'No load refused ',and for my part he was right. As beer belly rutted my ass Hubby headed off on a mission that I knew nothing about. After ten minutes I received load fourteen for my day, the only goal I knew of for this bathhouse visit. Hubby circled and weaved through the maze of hallways. He checked every open door looking for one very particular guy, really any guy with a biohazard tattoo. This turned out to be a needle in a haystack search which took so long that four more guys had pumped and bred my dripping ass. I was warn out by my extra active day and ready to climb out of the sling and head on home. About that time Hubby was also ready to give up on his quest. That's when he saw his mark signing in at the front desk. This guys cocky banter with the staff, his impish confident grin, his mop of wild curls all captured Hubby's attention. From a discrete distance Hubby watched as this curly headed male magnet found his locker and stripped. He was not ripped but certainly fit with broad shoulders and a bubble butt. The generous painting of eclectic tattoos covering his body and limbs announced a free spirit celebrating his unique path in life. Just before wrapping a towel around his middle he turned and faced Hubby. That's when Hubby caught a quick glimpse of a beautiful five inch flaccid dick and above that peaking through closely cropped pubic hair ... a four inch biohazard tattoo. Curly caught Hubby staring, smiled and winked at my man. He made a pointing motion toward the biohazard tattoo and mouthed 'This?' Hubby nodded. Curly mouthed 'You got a room?' Hubby walked past Curly quietly saying, "Follow me." In our room and door closed Curly had both towels on the floor, naked bodies entwined and his tongue down Hubby's throat. Hubby gladly reciprocated. Curly effortlessly spun Hubby around leaned him against the wall and had his raw cock head poking Hubby's hole before he spoke; "I'm assuming you are prelubed." Hubby; "Ah... actually I'm not. But I..." Curly interrupted; "Spit works." Hubby; "No ... well wait..." Curly; "Forget that,I'm fucking and breeding your handsome ass man." Forcefully turning to face Curly Hubby spoke. "As great as that sounds I actually scoped you out for my lover. But first, can I ask about this tattoo. " Curly; "The biohazard." Hubby; "Yeah, are really hazardous, toxic?" Curly; "Never been medicated, huge fuckin viral load which I'm about to plough deep into your fuckin negative ass. " Hubby's head spun as he was turned back and Curly's cock penetrated his dry ass. The humping fuck had already started in earnest. Through increasing pain Hubby managed to cry out; "Fuck man. You can have my ass; but, I need to clean out, we need lube, and my partner needs your first toxic load." Curly; "Yeah? He's probably on PrEP. No, I prefer to claim tops like you bud." Hubby; "Fuck! I promise you will; but, I want my lover to take your first toxic load. He's had at least thirteen loads today, two probably poz, he's not on PrEP. I want to see you fuck and breed him, knock him up. Then you can finish violating my negative ass. And no, I'm not on PrEP either." Curly pulled his nine inch rock hard fuck probe out; "Hmm, sounds interesting. Where is this cum whore pig husband of your's?" Hubby; "In the sling." Curly grabbed Hubby by the arm and toed him to the sling. Their healthy erections leading the way on full display for all to see. A three hundred pound bear was unloading in me when they arrived in all their naked glory. The bear pulled out and Curly was feltching my ass in a flash. Even quicker he spat on Hubby's cock and pushed it into my stretched hole. Just as quickly six inches of Curly's cock was impaled in Hubby. He whispered in Hubby's ear; "I'm going to watch as you breed your last negative load into your husband. And don't get any ideas, I'm not giving up this front row seat 'til your guts are swimming with my poison." Although he had been whispering I heard every word and my cock hardened with way more vigor than I thought I had left in me. Me to Hubby; "Does he know you're not on PrEP?" Curly; "Sure do bud. Knew your hubby wanted me to poz his top ass the moment I saw him staring at my biohazard tattoo." Me; "Fuckin A man! From the pain on his face I'd guess you're fucking him without lube, tearing his guts to peices so your poison shoots right into his blood stream." Curly; "Fuckin right man!" Hubby panting; "I wanted you to be first lover..." Me; "Ripp him apart, then breed him deep. Fuck Hubby, this is way better! I'll never forget watching you get fuckin pozed while pounding me. Fuckin A breeder, you getting close? Don't hold back. Cum in Hubby's ass! Poz his top guts!" Curly to Hubby; "I need to blow man. Where do you want this toxic load?" Resigned Hubby spoke. "Cum in me, poz my ass man. It's time."

Went up to the park last night and saw a regular car so pulled up and parked. Walked into the woods and he was standing there jerking off and recognized me as the previous cumdump bottom he bred. I walked past him and behind a large tree and like a good cumdump had my pants down and leaned against the tree waiting as he joined me. He didn’t take any time getting started fucking me so I was glad I had lubed good before I got there. He was calling me a pussy cumdump and told me he was going to knock me up. He said I deserve what I get taking any load in the woods. He finished fucking me hard and I could feel his cock throbbing deep putting that load in me. I pulled my pants up and walked back to my car. On the way home I saw I had a message from a regular hung guy. He asked if he could fuck my hole in 10 minutes. That gave me just enough time to get home and be face down pussy up waiting for his hard fucking and deep breathing. he told me when he got there and as he was walking in the door I waited pussy up and took a nice hit of poppers. He came in and his cock was already hard. He laid it on my hole and I was grinding on him until he was ready to slide in my pussy. You was about 8 inches and thick and slid it in in one stroke. He loves spreading my ass to get it all the way in. Then he mounted me and fucked me hard until he was dumping his load in me. He said he wanted to and his load in my cunt. I was fucking back on his cock until he slid out of my hole. He pulled his pants up and walked out. As instructed I texted this other regular top who only wants my pussy if it is nice and sloppy. I told him I had two loads in the if he was interested. He quickly replied give me five or 10 minutes. He told me to keep those loads in me. He showed up and I was waiting pussy up as he came in the room. He said he could see the cum drooling out of my cunt. Each Time he pulled his cock out I can feel comb and lube running down my balls. He would wipe it up with the head of his cock and shove it back in me. After a few minutes of hard sloppy loud fucking he dumped his load in me. I could tell he wasn’t done as I was riding his cock after he came and it wasn’t getting soft. He let me ride him for a couple minutes and then took over and started pounding my hole as cum and lube was literally splashing around. He put another load deep in my cunt and I could feel his cock throbbing as he filled me back up. He stopped recording cleaned his cock off and left. Left my pussy drooling with cum and wanting more. The towel under me had hey nice elongated puddle of cum that leaked out of me and I had cum splashed on my ass cheeks and up my back.

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

*Cums inside* ... I asked you to pull out ... Oooops, forgot to turn my hearing aid on! 😈 Goodness, if my Dick is inside a boys cunt, that is it, it is then a done deed that I WILL be ejaculating inside of him. If he is not prepared to be inseminated, then he should play with tops who use condoms. Would you place a delicious looking slice of cake in front of me and tell me I was not allowed to eat it?

PART 3 Now if my heart wasn’t already beating 1000 miles an hour, what Tom just said made it go even faster. Everything I had heard and seen had said 'Always use a condom'. I mean, I knew like in the 70s and stuff guys didn’t, but with AIDS, I didn’t think anyone didn’t use condoms. But I guess some people didn’t, because guys still kept getting infected with HIV. All this went thru my brain in a split second. And the whole time I was staring at Tom and, in particular, his gorgeous cock. It was so hard now. Finally, I responded, “I... I guess I just never thought about that. Everyone says it’s so important to practice safe sex and the guys always had condoms. I didn’t plan on getting fucked even, it just kind of happened.” He continued to slowly tug on his giant cock replying “I guess a lot of people say that. A lot of guys just aren’t satisfied with sex using condoms. It just doesn’t feel right for them. Maybe for some guys condoms are great. But even you said, for you it made it not so great. Probably not horrible, but not as great as you thought if could be? And let me guess, these guys were hot guys probably huh? And you lost control a little and they wanted your hole and so you just gave it to them? Something like that?” His gentle smile suggested he knew what had happened and had been there in the bookstore when I was getting fucked. “Yeah, both times I thought the guys were really hot and I sucked them but they wanted to do more and I wanted to get them off. And so I let them,” I said. I couldn’t believe this conversation and this situation I was in. I would float in and out of losing myself in the moment and snapping back to being a very nervous 18 year old. And then I added, “And yeah, you are right I guess. It was okay, but somehow something was missing or not right. But I don’t know, it was so rushed and stuffy in the booth.” Tom quietly said “Chris, I have all night. I have tons of hot porn to keep on the screen. I think it is great that you felt so open to share with me. I want you to know, look at me, anything you want to try or anything you want to do. I would love to share my experience with you and expose you to everything I have. Right now Chris. What do you want to try first?” I was already sliding to my knees when I blurted “I want to suck it. I want to suck it so badly.” His legs parted open to welcome my wet lips as I greedily took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lashing upwards to taste the first of what would be a good steady stream of precum. Intoxicating precum. “Yeah Chris, that’s so good. Feels so good. You suck it just like you wanted to, like you needed to. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock like that,” Tom whispered. I struggled as I took more and more in mouth and gagged as it hit my throat. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted, but I knew I wanted more. And what was that about licking a guy's hole? That sounded like two might feel really good, I thought to myself as I slurped and sucked and tried to please him with my young mouth. Glancing up at him, I noticed a wide smile on his face. I had a feeling Tom would teach me much that I didn't know. In fact Tom seemed to know everything - at least about sex. Not to mention he was so fucking hot. And his cock, the precum. I was totally losing myself in cock lust.

PART 2 I had no idea what to do. I was naked, seated on the edge of a stranger's bed, and we were watching a gay porn, a gay porn where a young guy was slobbering all over a guy's cock. My six inch cock was rock hard, but next to me was an almost rock hard man dick. I marveled at how such a thin guy had such a huge fat cock. It had to be at least eight and a half inches. As if sensing it, or maybe he was just staring at me staring at his cock, he commented "I like that you can’t stop looking at my cock. You must be hungry. Have you been with many guys?” I just figured honesty was best and I wasn’t exactly fooling anyone into thinking I was 'Mr. Experience', so I told the truth. "I've..., I've gone to a bookstore a few times and done stuff.” I was super embarrassed to admit it, but he looked at me and smiled, responding "Good for you. Bookstore booths can be hot. Did you just let guys suck you or has Chris learned to get his knees dirty?” "At first, I got sucked but I kind of like, I kind of like to suck more than get sucked.” There, I had admitted it. "And what about fucking? Anyone get that butt yet?” he asked. "I tried it twice. It was good, but it kind of hurts, and well, it seems like... condoms aren’t very slippery it feels like.” He looked at me thoughtfully and asked "So, each of the guys who fucked your ass used a condom? But not when you were sucking, right? I imagine you took each man's load in your mouth, didn’t you?” “I only tried fucking twice and yes, each guy used a condom. And yes, you're also right, when I suck I don’t ever use a condom. Oh, and yeah, the guys always just cum in my mouth. I don’t mind though.” There, I had admitted that too. I liked sucking cock and tasting cum. “Well Chris, I am proud of you for being so open with me and for going out and finding what you like. Do you want to know what I like and what I have done?” I nodded. “I've done most everything, I think, so if you have a question, just ask. But when it comes to fucking and sucking and having man sex, I like it all. But most of the time, I am the one getting sucked more than the one sucking. And most of the time I am the one licking a guy's asshole instead of him licking mine. And I am always the one, these days, that fills a hot manhole instead of having a cock deep up in me. And I have a secret trick for fucking that makes it real slippery and the bottoms always love it. In my book it's the only way to fuck. Can you guess what it is?” I shrugged, having no idea. "Well, let's put it this way: the problem with the way you’ve been fucking is that you used condoms. I never do.”

Shane was still new to escorting. He only had a few clients, and had decided that he would be completely honest when he started escorting only weeks before. He would tell people of his HIV status if they asked; and he would respect their boundaries. He knew there would be awkward times, especially with less attractive guys he would have to service. What he didn't expect was that a hot rich guy could be the most unpleasant trick he might experience. This is only temporary, until I get back on my feet, Shane reminded himself as he went down on the skinny college student, Eddie, who answered Shane's Backpage ad. If the circumstances where different, Shane might actually have enjoy the experience, for Eddie, his client, was very attracted -slender, well-hung, toned - nearly Shane's ideal type. Eddie's condescending attitude and demeanor, however, had ruined the transaction, and, with each taunt, Shane found himself Shane found himself calculating a way to put his spoiled rich client back in his place. "Yeah .. suck that rich dick you poor desperate slut" Eddie demanded while he forced Shane all the way down his cock. Shane's temper was starting to build with each passing insult, but was determined to keep his cool; and so he kept going down on his client's dick as instructed and guided. "Oh fuck yeah ... I own your mouth right now. I'm renting your mouth, you broke-ass fuck. Take that dick. Earn your pay, whore" Eddie continued. Shane wasn't too much older than Eddie; and had Shane not come out to his parents, he would likely enjoy a rather good lifestyle and would be in college now too. But, since he was kicked out of the house, he made a series of increasingly bad decisions which led him to where he was. He didn't need some spoiled rich college kid reminding him of his current situation. "I bet you like that!" Eddie nearly chanted, "You love servicing my cock. Yeah, give my cock service. Give me what I pay you for." It was clear Eddie enjoyed being in control. Shane gathered that quickly when they meet only a few minutes before. Eddie was almost military-like in how he explained what would happen, saying "Look .. You do ONLY what I tell you to do, and nothing more. I bought you for this hour; and you'll give me want I want and only what I want. Do you understand?" As Shane reflected on Eddie's demands, a devious thought occurred to him. And as insults continued to roll off Eddie's tongue, Shane decided to put his plan and his own tongue into action. As Shane came up, he resisted the pressure on his head from Eddie's hand, and instead of going down on the cock again, he quickly licked and sucked on one of Eddie's balls. "Hey!" Eddie nearly yelled, "get back on my cock!" Shane continued to suck on his ball and tongue the other. "I'm not paying you for tha .." Eddie started to say, but the pleasure hit him, ".. damn that feels good .. okay .. you can do that." Shane continued to pleasure Eddie's balls, and quickly moved to Eddie's hole where he probed it with his tongue quickly and forcefully. Eddie didn't expect this and for a moment nearly forget he was in control, but notwithstanding the pleasure he was feeling, he still wanted to be in control, so he chimed-in saying "Yeah, lick my asshole you desperate broke fag. I'm making you lick my asshole." He could barely finish the sentence before an involuntary "mmmm" moaned out of Eddie's mouth. "Oh shit .. you're really good at that whore. Yeah, eat my ass ..." his voice trailed and more "mmms" replaced what he was otherwise thinking. Shane applied as much spit to Eddie's tight hole as he could and slowly made his index finger inside while Shane continued to moan. "Oh yeah .. finger my hole," Eddie tried to command him after the fact, "Put your finger up my asshole you-low class bitch." Shane knew that Eddie was giving into the pleasure, and found that the revenge he was planning had him rock-hard. Shane applied generous amounts of spit to his cock in-between his licking and tonguing. He made sure to get his tongue as deeply into Eddie's ass as he could; he also made sure to work two fingers in as deep as well. "Oh fuck" was Eddie's only response. Shane continued for a few moments longer, and then decided to have his revenge. He quickly spread Eddie's legs further apart, and lined up his cock with Eddie's hole. "What are you doing?!" Eddie shot back. "Continuing to service you" Shane assured him and then pushed his wet cockhead into Shane's already wet hole. "Oh shit!" Eddie yelled in shock, pleasure and pain, "Wait .. I didn't say you could do that!" Shane pushed further in and replied, "oh .. I was just trying to anticipate your needs. I could tell you wanted to get fucked. It seemed like you were begging for it." He slowly pushed his way in deeper. "But .. oh shit!" Eddie tried to protest, but the pleasure was winning over his reason, "yeah .. you slut, I own your cock. Give it to me!" Oh, you're gonna get it, Shane thought to himself. Reason returned to Eddie for a moment, "Wait - are you clean?" Eddie asked while also gasping with the slow thrusts Shane was delivering. "Do you honestly think I would fuck you raw if I wasn't clean?" Shane answered back with a question while he picked up his pace. "Okay .. I guess .. oh FUCK!" he was interrupted by a forceful jab. "Fuck .. you're big!" "You want more service? Shane asked. "Yeah, fuck my ass, you slut. I own your cock .. keep fucking me!" Eddie replied struggling to make words as his ass was being assaulted. Shane quickly picked up his pace and was nearly piston-fucking Eddie. The look of pure bliss on Eddie's face told Shane everything he needed to know, so he decided to subtly taut Eddie with some double-entendre. "You like getting what I got?!" Shane asked. "Unnh! yeah! Fuck ! Yeah! " Eddie answered. "Looks like I'm the one owning you right now" Shane smirked. Eddie didn't reply; he was too engrossed and overwhelmed with pleasure to respond. "Yeah, take that cock you rich little bitch" Shane said as he pounded the tight hole with deep punishing thrusts, hoping he would make Eddie bleed so that he could get what he deserved. "Fuck me!!!! Fuck me!!!!" was Eddie's only response. Shane knew he had him right where he wanted and stopped his pounding for a moment. "What the fuck?!" Eddie nearly cried. "You want more?" Shane asked. "Yeah, fuck me.. PLEASE ! Keep fucking me!!!" "It's gonna cost you a lot more," Shane said in a cool even voice as he slowly pushed himself into Eddie's fuckhole. "I don't care! I'll pay anything! Just don't stop fucking me !!!" Eddie begged. "That's a good dumb rich bitch" Shane said with a edge in his voice, while he picked up his pace again. "Yes!! Fuck yes! FUCK !! FUCK!" Eddie was bursting outloud as Shane forced his big shaft all the way in and out. Eddie started jacking his own cock, but Shane pulled his hand away. "Not yet .." Shane asserted, "not until I fill your ass with my load." "Oh God!" Eddie was on the brink ,nearly ready to explode. Shane felt Eddie's ass tightening while Shane's cock expanded. "You want more?" Shane asked. "Shit yeah! Give it to me!" Eddie almost screamed. "You ready to get what you paid for?" Shane asked, trying to hide his contempt as he felt his balls nearly ready to explode. "Yeah, you fucking whore! Give me what I paid you for!" Eddie nearly sang. "HERE IT COMES!" Shane announced as he fucked his cock as deep into Eddie's hole as he could and unloaded his toxic load deep up Eddie's ass. Eddie jerked his cock and shot his load onto his stomach while he moaned loudly, "mmmm! MMMHMMMM!" Shane left his cock in for a few more moments, and Eddie felt is pulsing deep within him. "Oh my god .. that was amazing," Eddie said as he caught his breath. Shane never had such a good orgasm and felt satisfied his rich kid got what he deserved. "Okay,I gotta run soon. It's time for you to pay up." As Eddie reached for his wallet, Shane mused to himself "Oh, if you only knew the price you just paid."

I wonder if this topic is a little outdated? It began in 2010 -- prior to PrEP (2012) and lots of new HIV meds, etc. I haven't met a bottom in a decade that asked me or anyone else to pull out - -in fact, being flooded with cum is generally a badge of honor with bottom men begging for multiple loads and tops preferring pre-loaded, loose holes. 🤷‍♂️

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I was 14, and I remember it vividly. I actually was looking for other gayboys my age on the MTV chat, where I did share my phone-number. Some guy texted me back and wanted to meet and have fun, and I was triggered. He said he was older (33) and wanted to guide me. So we met, and he awaited me in his car somewhere close to where I lived. We drove off to a nearby forest and he had me suck him off in the car. Back then, I was such a paranoia and I had him put a condom on for everything (well, that’s changed 🤪). Afterwards he fucked me outside in the forest, and it hurt like hell. But he came and we drove back to where he picked me up. He told me that I was supertight, but that was normal since he was my first. Thinking afterwards about it, he was certainly way older by 10 years at least. And ofcourse I should’ve done it bare. I have never heard/seen of him ever again after that.

I usually have to do this about once a week with younger breeders. It's not just PrEP they seem to be ignorant of. I give them the HPV, Hep A, and Hep B vaccine push too. The cost of PrEP and the problem of how to get it prescribed are the biggest points of resistance I hear from men. I point them to a local sexual health clinic so they don't have to tell their doctor (even though I tell them they should be able to) and hook them up with the PrEP DAP scheme in their state. Helping breeders and bred be safe and sexually healthy is a duty I feel pretty strongly.

It continually astounds me that we are almost a decade into PrEP being available in the USA, and I regularly still have to explain it to some clueless hookup.

12. Feel the Burn "Here's hoping you get fertilized," Colby said. "You've got a lot of cum up there." His dickhead popped out of my hole. I could feel how wet my guts were, and every drop was like a hot iron spark. It burnt, and I needed a break. Colby turned to the stranger. "Want a turn?" he asked. "Hell yeah," the stranger said. "Other kid tapped out," he continued. "He's gonna be a lucky boy." "Kenta is his name," Colby said. It felt good that he had remembered my name. "Doesn't really matter, does it?" the stranger said. He pulled his dick out of my mouth. "At least he got me half hard," he said. Colby got up from the sofa where he had been kneeling between my legs. "Take care of my friend here," he said. "I'm sure I'll see you later in the night." I nodded. "I think I need a break," I said. Colby didn't say anything in response, and just disappeared into the foggy darkness around the sofa. The stranger quickly took his place between my legs. "Maybe a break?" I said to him. "Yeah," the stranger said. He turned to his left, into the darkness. The muscles rippled across his body, and drew my gaze down to his flat, ribbed stomach. There was the familiar shape of an inverted pentagram. There was a biohazard tattoo inside it, just above his belly button. I felt like I was the only HIV-negative man in the room. He made a motion into the darkness. He must have been able to see better than I did, because James appeared before his hand was even down. The stranger turned to the hairy young man. "I think my friend needs some Vitamin K," he said. "Of course," James said. Like Colby, he also disappeared out of the circle of light. The stranger turned back to me. "You can call me Sir," he said. I started to speak, but he stopped me. "Names have power. Not tonight." His dick automatically sought out my hole. He was more than hard enough to fuck me. "Did that burn?" Sir asked me. "Yeah," I said. "A lot." "Still?" "Yeah." He kissed me. I hadn't expected that from him. It was an unexpected bit of tenderness. His cock was pressed up against my hole, but he hadn't penetrated me yet. My hole was empty and the white-hot pain had settled down to a gentle, almost arousing throb. I needed another man to fuck me. "You're on prep?" "Yeah. Why?" "Just be sure to take your pills tomorrow." "I try my best. Why?" "The burning. They call it the Devil's burn." "Devil's Burn?" It was scary. But it was also sexy. The throbbing in my hole had some meaning. "Yeah. It means you've got infected sperm in your hole." I froze. I had let HIV+ men cum in me. But I was on Prep, and they were on meds. Then I remembered that I had let a man with unmedicated HIV ejaculate in me. "But it doesn't hurt as much now," I said. The heat had faded. It was now just a dull throb. It almost felt good. A memory of the men that had been inside me. Sir smiled at me. "That's good. It means your body fought it off. Like a little fever. It's when it doesn't stop," he said. "That's when you need to be worried." "But, Prep?" I asked, half rhetorical, half utterly unsure. On some level, it didn't matter. What I had done, I had done, and I loved the feeling of poz daddy dicks fucking me and breeding me with their thick, risky cum. I was in complete sexual bliss, and although I voice reminded me how sore my asshole was, I was going to let Sir fuck it as soon as he wanted. "Prep can help, for sure," Sir said. He had a deep, masculine voice. It was commanding, but caring. I closed my eyes, and listened to him. "But sometimes there's a limit. That's the Devil's Burn," Sir said. "He's got the Devil's Burn?" a new voice said. I opened my eyes, and saw James standing by me. He was holding two more plastic cups, half-filled with orange juice. "This will help it." "I'm sure it will help him power through," Sir said. "That for me?" he asked. "Yeah," James said. James handed me a glass of orange juice, and a pill. "Take this," he said. "It makes the pain feel so much better." "Cheers," I said, tapping the edge of Sir's cup, before putting the nondescript white pill in my mouth. I washed it down with the GHB-infused juice. It tasted just as bad as before. "That's hot," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and full. I could feel how young he was, compared to the other men, even Seth. He was practically my age. "Seeing you take those drugs. All those dicks." "You'll get your turn, boy," Sir said, pulling James off my lips. Sir didn't mean anything by it, since he grabbed the hairy young man and started to kiss him. "He's gonna join the club tonight." "I'll be back in a bit to make sure he's good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me once more. "Devil's Burn," he whispered. "I'm so fucking jealous. All that poz cum." As soon as James pulled off, Sir leaned in and kissed me. His lips were rougher, but his motions were more practiced. He had years of practice to get to this point, and I couldn't resist him. "Please." I moaned. "Fuck me." My hole was throbbing now, but right now, it wasn't the deadly Devil's Burn. It was just my insatiable sexual hunger. It had been bottled up for so long, and the men, drugs, and freedom had unleashed it. "Yeah, boy," the older man said. "Give yourself over to the pleasure. It feels good, doesn't it?" "Pleasure," I muttered. It had been the same word that Colby had used. It felt amazing, Sir's body against mine and his hard cock pressing against my hole. "Fucking pleasure." "Feels so good, doesn't it?" Sir said. He had a glass pipe in his hand. "Ready for it?" he asked. He lit the torch and did a long draw from the pipe. "Pleasure," he said, letting only a tiny bit of the cloud escape from his lips. "Pleasure," I said. He put the pipe in my mouth. I was already far too high. But I couldn't resist another hit from the pipe. I had already started inhaling., but then Sir spoke. "Do it," he said, and exhaled his hit. His command made it essential that I make it a proper hit. "Fucking pleasure," he said, as I continued to suck down the thick cloud. "Now, hold it for me," he said. I just nodded. He did another long hit. His dick was right against my hole. The slightest move by either of it would force it into my hole. It had been very well used over the course of the night and there was no way I could resist his intrusion. "Please?" I said. "Thought you would never ask," he said. He leaned in and kissed me, forcing the rest of the cloud into my lungs. "Nothing better than fucking a hot boy like you. Fucking pleasure." He reached down with one hand, and grabbed on his dick. "Please," I moaned. He held his mouth against mine, keeping me from exhaling the hit. He guided his dick into my ass. I forced myself to relax, and to accept his man's cock into my hole. It was easy; he was hairy and masculine and hot, the perfect comparison to my smooth, boyish body. His cock was just as masculine as the rest of his body. The fat head pressed into my hole, and I struggled not to scream. His cock felt like a white-hot rod, intent on reaming out my ass once and for all. Even with the full weight of his body pressing down on my, I struggled against the traumatic penetration. "Please," I begged him. "Relax," he said. "Just one thing." I forced myself to nod in agreement. I wanted him out of me. It hurt, and I was scared. But his cock was so hard, and I wanted to know what he was capable of doing to me. "Uh," I started. I knew I had to tell him to start. My asshole was burning, and I wasn't going to be able to take another insistent cock. Especially one as thick and as hard as Sir's. "Uh," I said again, unable to even mouth the words. "Just get used to it," Sir said, and sunk another three inches of his dick into me. "You're going to love it." He kissed me again, and the last of his shaft disappeared into my hole. My body tensed up. The pain was intense and almost unbearable. "You can find the pleasure," he said. "Pleasure," he said. "Please," I said. His dick was all the way inside me, and he was huge. "I need a minute." I had never felt so utterly penetrated by a man. "Please," I grunted, struggling to keep from screaming in pain. "Relax," he said. "You love getting fucked. You're going to love this," he said. "Just focus on pleasure," he said. "Focus on the pleasure. Just the pleasure." "Pleasure," I said. I closed my eyes again, trying to concentrate. His dick was sliding in and out of me. It was wet and slippery from all the fluids inside me. "Please," I groaned. I felt so vulnerable. He was fucking me, almost raping me, and as much as I tried to stop it, I couldn't bring myself to deny him the pleasure. "Pleasure," I grunted. I kept my eyes closed and focused. Sir's cock was hard, pushing its way into me. It didn't hurt as much either. Over the next several minutes, he continued to fuck me, and each stroke felt better than the one before. "Please," I finally moaned. "It feels so damn good. Fuck me. Breed me." "That's it, boy," he said. "That's the Vitamin K kicking in." He pushed his dick into me. I knew that this was hurting me, but it didn't bother me. All I could focus on was the pleasure. I might regret it in the morning, but this was perfect. "Now we can really have fun." I ran my hands over his taut, muscular torso. He worked out, but he wasn't overly muscular. It was a compact, powerful body, covered in lovely, thick fur. His nipples were fat and hard, and he moaned as I played with them. I wanted his seed so badly. "Keep it up, boy," he said, as I continued to play with his nips. "Keep it up, and you're gonna get a hot poz load." My hole ached, and it needed another load of sperm. I had taken a pill earlier in the morning, and it meant I didn't care that Sir was infected. "Feels so good." "That's right," he said. "Just pleasure." He had the pipe out again. "Drug-fueled, all-man pleasure." He heated the bowl, and inhaled. I loved watching him smoke. The white flecks of crystal in the pipe matched the grey in his beard, and the powerful drug would loosen the last of our inhibitions. "Fuck," he moaned, exhaling a cloud of crystal. He took another hit. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling it puff out with the drugs. He could suck in massive hits, and I loved his tolerance and endurance. I let my hands drift down, across his flat stomach. I traced out the rays of the pentagram. Colby had one as well. They looked good on the older men. "What's this?" I asked. "Mark of the church," Sir said. Colby had said it was a fraternity. Sir's answer suggested far darker and depraved explanations. "What?" I asked. "Church?" At first, all I thought about was Devil worshippers. I remembered a scene I had read in some barely believable, barely edited piece of fan porn, a group of devil worshippers in an all-night orgy. My hole twitched and my dick throbbed. "Yeah. Learned long ago that this is the path I needed to follow," Sir said. His dick was throbbing, dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into me. "He's been there for me, in ways Jesus never was." I reached down and grabbed my dick. It was still small and soft, but it was dripping pre-cum. I was really high, and everything was a turn-on. Even the idea of a church of darkness and evil was a turn-on, and it was made even worse by the deep-dicking I was getting from a follower. "You mean, you..." I stuttered. I couldn't believe I was about to utter what I was about to ask. Even worse, my dick was dripping pre-cum at the merest thought of it. "You're a Devil Worshipper?"

Home Depot bathroom, 5 minutes. Was picking up something, can't remember what and turned down an aisle. Up walked this slice of hot daddy and his wife. As I got closer I recognized him as a guy who'd bred me a few times over the summer. He blanched after his initial big smile. I acted like I had no clue who he was, but he saw me walk towards the bathrooms. I waited at the door of the furthest stall with my shorts hanging off my ass and in he walked 5 seconds later. He pushed me into the stall as he undid hid pants. He was already rock hard. He spit on my hole and then on his dick. He pumped me a few times then shot his load. As he was grunting in my ear he said "Thanks for not outing me to my wife." I responded. "Anytime, Daddy. I don't care that you're married. Just that you're hard." He still hits me up every month or so and it's always a good fuck!

5-6 thrusts, then I hear “oh fuck! I’m cumming”. He stayed in my hole while he was pumping his load in me balls deep. When he slowed down, he started thrusting again, working up to a full pounding. Two minutes after he started pumping a second time, he thrust one final time, balls deep, and let loose a second load. He was panting much harder than before, saying he shot a bigger load. Yes, felt much larger than the first load. Stayed balls deep till he softened. Pulled out and shoved it into my waiting mouth. All told, I was there probably 15-20 minutes, two big loads in my ass, and happy as a slut can be.

got to get out of London Lockdown on 12 April with a slave duties, Master/s

Would be my honour to serve Sir

Hi! New member here and generally very new to being a cumdump. I started getting into it late last year and I'm hooked. I feel like I want to take as many loads as possible and I set my lifetime goal at 100. Every Friday, I turn into a cumdump and generally try to take as many loads as possible (very very rarely refuse loads from anyone). I've been successful but have never broken my record of 10. There are various factors of course, maybe I'm not attractive enough or maybe I'm too young/naive that people don't want me etc. but I'm wondering how much of this is impacted by COVID? Since I was never into the scene pre-COVID, I don't know how it was pre-COVID and I'd like to assume post-COVID, things will be a lot similar to pre-COVID, at least, for breeding scene. From what I'm seeing, people who are committed are taking 25+ loads and I'm honestly really jealous haha. I'm a 28 yo Southeast Asian guy, athletic but not muscular body, and I live in Toronto, Canada if any of this matters. Heard things are much more fun in the US, can't wait to go there when things are okay again!!

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

A bottom who does bareback gangbangs is just a cock addicted cum loving whore. end of story 😂 you know that yourself

Okay, let’s science this shit. The human rectum, as the last part of the colon preceding the anal canal, extends 15-17cm (5.9-6.7in) inward and upward from the anal opening before it terminates at a sharp bend known as the rectosigmoid junction. At this junction lies what is considered the first valve of the rectum. The rectum has usually three valves (the “valves of Houston”) which do not form compartments in the rectum, but move laterally to support fecal matter entering the rectum; if they didn’t, there would be an urge to defecate as soon as anything entered the rectum and we would have much less bowel control. These are not valves in the sense that they can completely close or open the passage by contraction. Most people have three rectal valves, though rarely there can be two or four. The presence of an actual “sphincter” at the location of the first valve is a matter if debate among medical researchers. No distinct physical apparatus is present to cause the complete closure of the rectum from the sigmoid colon. Studies have, however, demonstrated that the location is an area of high manometric pressure, raising the possibility that the rectosigmoid junction functions as a kind of “open sphincter” partially regulating the passage of matter between the two zones. So, it is likely that a cock attempting to penetrate beyond the rectum into the relatively open space of the sigmoid colon above will encounter resistance in the form of a zone constricted both by its general dimensions and by an autonomous reaction to regulate the passage of matter. Additional resistance will result from the fact that the sigmoid colon takes roughly a 90° turn at the junction, and further penetration along the canal requires rearrangement of the internal anatomy - failure to make the adjustment could result in a disastrous breach if the colon wall. Note again that the maximum average length of the rectum to the junction is only 6.9 inches. It does not require an 11” cock, or even an 8” cock, to penetrate beyond the rectosigmoid junction. So I have to question accounts that report only feeling the sensation when their amazingly hung 12” Top does the fucking. As to penetration beyond the junction resulting in permanent impotence... please. No physical structures related to erection are present at, or connected to, the anatomy in question that could remotely result in impotence. And if that weren’t enough, empirical evidence produced daily in the form of fucks given with long cocks demonstrates that that is grade-A hogwash. I’ve lost track of the number of 8”+ cocks that have been balls-deep in me, and I have no problem getting it up. Can we please stop acting like this is anything but someone’s fantasy?

I'm only attracted to females. Was very intrigued by an article I read at 16 that said 30% of straight males liked receiving anal. I tried fingers and a bottle in the shower, they were ok. I got a soft small dildo and it felt better but there was some aspect of me being in control of it that didn't satisfy me. I met a guy at 19 and the whole experience was terrible except for the anal penetration. So I tried again, and it was better, then even better the next time. It was super hot and kinky to me. Took 5 or 6 guys over the span of 6 years. Never kissed any of them. Met a top who was really good, could go for multiple rounds, lasted for a long time, but he was obsessed with making out. It grew on me a bit. But it's no comparison to any woman I've kissed. I have absolutely no desire to date a guy, I don't want a boy friend. Just want to bottom sometimes. I can acknowledge men being attractive, but it does nothing for me, looks don't matter. I'm only truly attracted to women.

I have been getting slut shamed since I started. A few friends found out i was active when i hit the 25 partner mark and was excited to have enjoyed that many guy's cocks already. They were appalled I was being such a "promiscuous whore" to quote one of them. That just turned me on even more and made me want to see how big a sex beast i could be. Guys are still shocked at how casual i am about sex partners that i will have sex with hundreds of guys a year and think nothing of it. Others are impressed or envious or both. In reality, the slut shamers are unhappy that a guy like me can be sexual with lots of other guys with no shame or guilt and they are envious and angry they are not able to live as I do and throw off the false social programming of sexual monogamy.

I was at the video store again yesterday. It was a normal Monday with mostly old overweight guys aggressively looking for younger. I have gotten to know a lot of the men there and they know for the most part we are looking for the same thing so they leave me alone. They will often direct me to someone new that has come in to see if I want to hook up. Yesterday I was walking f around and one of the regulars pointed to a booth that had the door cracked open a little. I peeked in and there was a young Latino with a nice cock. Probably 9”. He waved me in so I walked in and he locked the door behind me. It was a larger booth and he had some porn playing. I turned around to see he had another guy in the booth with him. The guy was older and had his dick out stroking it. I naturally dropped my sweat pants and got to my knees to suck the younger guy and with a free hand started stroking the other guy. The younger guy gave the universal sign that he wanted pussy by reaching for mine and sticking a finger in. I know what to do at that point and turned myself around so that my pussy was facing the big dicked Latino and started sucking the other guy. The Latino guy wasted no time and he spit on my pussy and drove in. He was a good top knowing how to position himself to get deep and make it count. I continued to go to town on the other guy sucking him like it was the last cock I would ever have. The Latino inside me was moaning loud and I am sure we had a group outside of the door. When I came up for air I could see The two men using me were kissing and playing with each other’s nipples. I could feel the guy inside me pick up pace and pound harder. He gave the sign that he was about to cum by grabbing my hips and holding me tight. He started to cum and was moaning loud. The other guy kept saying yeah breed him. When the Latino finished he said to the guy I was sucking...let’s switch. The switched places and the other guy started to fuck me. I was cleaning up the Latino making sure I got every drop. The second guy didn’t take long and he unloaded in me within a couple of minutes. They both pulled their pants up and started to leave the booth. I send to the guy that just fucked me last.. do you want me to clean you? He said no and they both left. I was happy to get two big loads. It was a great way to start my week.

Part 5 The rest of what was left of the weekend was spent naked in Colt's bed, smoking weed, cuddling, kissing, and I never wanted it to end. But it had to end, and Monday found us back in school. 2nd period was a total waste. We had history together and I dont remember a thing that Mr. Koon said that day. I sat right behind Colt and couldn't take my eyes off of his body. I stared at his big, strong arms, remembering how they had been wrapped around me, holding me tight. He'd move them and I would catch glimpses of his pit hair, my dick getting hard as I thought how badly I wanted to bury my face in them again, licking them, breathing in his smell. His smell. I had never noticed it before, but sitting behind him, when I leaned forward I could smell him. The smell of his light, manly musk made my cock hard and leak precum into my boxers. When the bell rang and brought me back to the real world, Colt turned around and said, "Meet me by the auditorium at lunch." Then he smiled at me and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Lunch break found me waiting by the auditorium doors. Colt came striding down the hall looking like the absolute god he was in his sleeveless t-shirt and skin tight wranglers, his black cowboy hat on his head. My eyes fell to his bulging crotch and I felt my mouth water knowing what was down there. He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention and opened the door. I followed him like a bitch as we stepped into the darkness. Once we were inside, he grabbed me by the front of my shirt and roughly pushed my back into a dark corner before his huge body covered mine locking our lips together. "Oh baby." He moaned in between frantic kisses. "I can't stop thinking about you and your hot mouth. Suck my cock bitch." He said as he tried pushing me to my knees. "What? Here? We can't!" I panicked. "Someone will see us!" "Nobody's gonna come in here babe. I promise. Come on, do it for me. I need it!" As if almost in a trance, I sunk to my knees as Colt unbuckled his pants, fishing out his half-hard monster. I let out a little sigh as I got a whiff of his crotch. I took him into my mouth as he softly moaned. "Oh yea baby. That's my little bitch. Suck your brothers cock. Take out your cock bitch. Jerk off while you suck me." Without even thinking twice, I instinctively undid my jeans and took out my own rock hard cock. I fisted myself as Colt held my head and fucked my mouth. "Take my cock bitch. Take it in your whore mouth." He whispered as he pounded my face and I pounded my dick. I was so turned by the danger of what we were doing, I was already close to cumming. Apparently Colt was as turned on as me because it wasn't long before he was panting, "Here it comes baby. Here comes my fucking load. Swallow it you slut!" Then his cock exploded in my mouth, filling it with his hot, creamy jizz. As soon as he blew his load into my mouth, my own cock shot off, spraying my cum on the auditorium floor. After I had swallowed every drop of Colt's precious cum that I could, he pulled me up and kissed me deeply. "I love the taste of my cum in your mouth, you dirty little pig." He said after he pulled off of me. "See you next period. Go out those doors." He said pointing to a different exit on the other side as he quickly went out a different set of doors. Next period we both had Trigonometry and our desks were next to each other. And even though I had just cum, sitting there next to Colt with the taste of his load still fresh in my mouth, my cock stayed hard in my jeans. He looked over and saw me staring at him, and he slowly licked his lips. I just smiled as I looked into his eyes. After school we could barely get to my house fast enough, the safest as my parents worked late. We were kissing frantically while ripping each others clothes off as we entered my bedroom. Colt pushed me back onto my bed as he grabbed my jeans and pulled them and my underwear off me, exposing my hard cock. "Yea, you like that, dont ya you little slut. You like to be treated rough. You like a man to take charge of you." I just layed there, panting in lust as Colt finished taking his clothes off, his own big hard cock sticking straight out. He grabbed the lube out of my night stand and slicked up his cock as he crawled between my legs, spreading them apart. Then he put one elbow by my head and lowered his face to mine as his other hand guided his cock to my hole. He started to push into me and pain flashed through my body. After the crazy weekend, and had come down from the drugs, my ass was as sore as fuck. But Colt didn't care. I looked in his eyes and I saw a hardness I had never seen before. Not anger, and certainly not lust, just a cold, empty stare. He gave a hard thrust, and half of his monster ripped into me. I cried out in pain. "Yea baby, let me hear you." Colt said in a cruel way. "Let me hear my little bitch as he takes his brothers big cock in his beat up pussy. Come on you little whore, do it! Scream for me!" He demanded as he forced the rest of himself deep into my bowels. It's not like he really had to tell me to do that, it came naturally. "Aaaaggghhh!" I cried out as my aching ass was split open. "Oh fuck Colt." I whined as tears ran down my face. "Oh yea." Colt growled. "That's what I like. That's what I wanna hear. My little bitch as he takes my cock!" Then he started fucking me, strong and hard, using his phenomenal ab muscles to pound my poor hole. I just wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tight, letting out grunts and gasps as his dick hammered my prostate. "Oh yea." He continued as sweat dripped off him. "Your pussy's so good. Best pussy I've ever fucked. It's my pussy now. I own it. I own your nasty little faggot hole, you little whore." I have to admit, in spite of the pain, the way he was treating me was turning me on. He was just using me as a hole, and my rock hard cock proved I loved it. So much so that when he let out a primal yell and started dumping his cum into me, I shot off like a rocket. I practically saw stars as my aching ass was filled with his seed and my own cock spurted like a fountain between us, coating both of our stomachs in a hefty, teenage load. Colt collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily, his cock still buried inside me. After about 30 seconds, he moved so his face was over mine, his eyes still hard and cold. Then I felt it. A warmth began to fill me up and I realized Colt was pissing into me. As soon as I opened my mouth to say something he covered it with his hand. "Sssshhhhh." He silenced me, his eyes never leaving mine." Just let it happen bitch. I said I own you and I meant it. Your gonna be my little piss bucket as well as my cumdump. That's a good boy, just take it." I should have been grossed out, but I wasn't. Just like everything else Colt had introduced me to, it turned me on. I began to lick his hand as the warmth spread deeper and deeper into me. He removed his hand and started to kiss me, and as usual, I just melted into him, giving myself over to his magnetic power. When he finally finished pissing, he pulled out and I struggled to hold all of his fluids inside me. "You better go empty yourself." He said with a gentleness that had been missing during our fuck. He laughed as he watched me walk gingerly out of my room to the bathroom, piss running down my legs. I marveled at how much there was as I sat on the toilet, feeling a little sad I couldn't keep it all in me. He was ripping into the bong when I returned. "You ok?" He asked as I sat on the bed next to him. "Yea, I am." I answered. And I was. I mean, I already knew Colt liked it rough sometimes, so I shouldn't have been surprised when it entered our relationship, or whatever the fuck it was we had. "Good." He said as he kissed me tenderly. "You think you can give it as good as you take it?" I just looked at him as I ripped on the bong. I exhaled a big cloud of smoke in his face, and just smiled. "Just stay here and I'll right back mother fucker." I said as I jumped off the bed and left the room. I may not have been as experienced as Colt, but I wasn't ignorant about shit. I had the internet after all. In no time at all, I was back in my room with a handful of my old man's ties. "On your stomach faggot!" I ordered him as I stood over the bed. Colt's green eyes sparkled as he flipped over. "Yes SIR!" He said with a smile on his face. In no time I had him spread eagle and tied tightly to the bed frame. I couldn't believe how fuckin sexy that big hunk of a man looked like that, helpless, at my mercy with his perfect round ass sticking up. I dug through my laundry and found a jockstrap. With a bit of effort, I was able to squeeze out a little more piss from my ass, enough the make the pouch wet. I straddled Colt's broad back and grab those beautiful brown curls, pulling his head back. "Open your mouth faggot!" I ordered him. Then I stuffed it full with my jock and tied in place with another tie. I stood over him and just stared at the tied down god. Fuck he was hot! Part of me wanted to untie him and make sweet gentle love with him. But a bigger part of me wanted to give Colt what he wanted. All I wanted to do was make him happy, and if that meant dominating him, I was more than happy to do it. I pulled his leather belt out of his jeans and raised it up high. Then, I brought it down as hard as I could on that perfect round ass. Colt yelled into the gag as his body tensed up tight. I smiled to myself knowing I held all the power at the moment. I leaned down and whispered into his ear, "Whose the bitch now?" Colt just groaned as I stood back up and began a full assault on his ass. Over and over I beat him as he howled and struggled in his bounds. "That's right you fuckin bitch!" I growled. "You think you're such a tough man? You're nothing but a faggot pussy bitch! And I'm gonna make you cry. Cry like the little bitch that you are!" I kept up the assault as hard as I could, enjoying the site as his white globes turned pink, then red as welts appeared. The rush of inflicting this pain on the man I loved made my cock ache. Finally, after 25, maybe 30 strokes, I broke him. He started blubbering like a baby and I finally stopped the beating. Instead of feeling bad for him, I wanted him to hurt a little bit more, after all, that's what he wanted. I crawled between his legs and layed the belt on the bed next to him. I spread his cheeks and looked at the hole before me, waiting to be raped. I had decided to make him really feel it and skipped the lube. I spit on his hole a few times then placed my dick head against it. I grabbed his bull like shoulders and began to push into him. He screamed into the gag as I popped into him. But I didn't stop. Going in dry felt way different than going in lubed, but I didn't stop until I had bottomed out in him. Colt continued blubbering as I held his shoulders and began fucking him. It didn't take long before his ass loosened up a bit, and soon his tears ended and he was moaning like a two dollar whore. I pounded him as hard as I could, just like he had done to me, and soon, I was close to cumming. I picked up the belt and wrapped it around his throat. Then I grabbed his hair in one hand and the belt in the other. I pulled his head back as I pounded him. "Take that you fucking cunt!" I shouted. "You pussy ass jock piece of shit! You're nothing but a faggot cumdump whore!" As I shouted derogatory things at him and pulled the belt tightly, Colt's entire body started shaking as he let out a long groan into the gag. His ass started really squeezing my cock, and I knew the bitch was cumming. That was enough to push me over the edge and I flooded his hungry guts with another huge load from me. I collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily after yet another mind blowing orgasm. I untied his gag and pulled out the soggy jock. I saw Colt smile as he said, "Thank you Sir. I fuckin love you!"

A man is someone secure in his masculinity that if he gets fucked, he takes cock in his ass. A man doesn't need to defend his masculinity by referring to others as fags. Fucking pussy doesn't necessarily make you a man, just bi or confused or in denial. In essence, a man doesn't let others define him.

Matt led me round to the side door and let himself in. As soon as the door closed behind us and Matt had taken off his shoes he stripped, I did the same. He grinned at me, took my hand and lead me through the kitchen to a door. We walked hand in hand down the steps into the red lit basement. Just like at Tom and Robert’s I found myself in another playroom. There were mirrors all around, and shelves lined with toys. A sling stood in the middle and on one side what I guessed had to be fuck bench with restraints to tie a boy down. My cock strained and leaked in its cage at the sight of the fuck bench. I was so entranced with the room that I missed the sound of the door at the top of the steps closing and someone coming down. “Well fuck Mattie if I’d known your friend was this cute I might have made him my boy instead of letting Rob and Tommy get to have all the fun.” I turned around and found myself face to face with a massive hulk of a man. Sir was probably in his early fifties, with short salt and pepper hair, a clean-cut beard and strong broad face. His eyes had a very similar wicked glint to Matt’s before he had fucked me. He wore a black leather vest and a black jock which strained to hold in what I could tell was a beautifully fat cock. His body was not what I would have described as gym buff but he was clearly muscular with dark black hair all over him. He was a man, in every sense of the word. I wanted him inside of me. “Mattie explained the rules to you I assume?” He said looking at me. “Yes Sir,” calling him Sir came so naturally, I wasn’t sure how anyone could call him otherwise. “Good. How many loads do you have inside you boy?” “Nineteen Sir.” “And your Masters want you to collect how many?” “Twenty Sir.” “And if you go over?” “They’ll be thrilled Sir! I’m to spend tomorrow collecting loads too. They want to see if I really am the cumdump they hope I am, Sir.” “Good boy, I’m sure you are.” “Thank you, Sir,” I blushed. “Now, Mattie, how about you get your little friend settled in the swing and then I think it’s time to plug your cunt don’t you?” “Yes Sir!” Matt replied and took me over to the sling in the middle of the room. Just like at Tom and Robert’s there was a massive mirror above the sling and for a moment I stared up at myself and marveled at what a slut I looked like. Matt put my ankles and wrists into the restraints, kissed my cheek and stepped away. I couldn’t see where Matt went but he returned quickly with a cart like at my Master’s house with toys and lube on it. He winked at me and grabbed a rather aggressive looking plug. It had a broad flat head a wide shaft and then a sharp cut back to a neck and flared base. He lubed it up and then bent over, his ass facing towards me. I watched as he pressed the plug into his hole, pushing past the initial resistance and swallowing it with ease. He turned around with a grin on his face. “That’s my favorite plug.” “Matt’s seen me wreck quite a few college boy’s cunts,” Sir said stepping up between my legs, “That’s why he brought the toy tray over like the good boy he is; however, your Sir’s have asked that I not make you too sore to take cock tomorrow. As you’re their boy and not mine, I’m going to respect that. You’re going to get my cock once Mattie has gotten it wet enough for your pussy and then I’m going to breed you. The next time I see you though, you will be put through your paces. Understand?” “Yes Sir.” “Good boy. Faggot, come get my cock wet so I can breed your friend’s slut cunt.” Matt fell to his knees and pulled Sir’s cock from his jock. It was still mostly soft but it was already wonderfully fat. My hole twitched. I watched as Matt swallowed it to the base and slowly opened wider and wider to allow Sir’s cock to grow in his mouth. Sir moaned a little as Matt worked his cock hard. My caged little cock leaked, and my hole twitched watching Matt service this man. He was clearly lost in cock lust. This man, this dick, held power over him, and I recognized how I had felt with my Masters earlier that day. It had been an instant devotion for me, and it seemed like it had been for Matt too originally. For Sir’s part it was obvious he felt something for Matt too, he treated him with love and care even though it was obvious who was in charge. He held the back of Matt’s head and worked more and more of his hardening cock into his mouth, but never so much that Matt couldn’t cope. It was a perfect balance of rough control and care. It was spectacular to watch and make me all the more excited to give myself over to Robert and Tom. His dick sufficiently hard, Sir pushed Matt back and pulled his dick out. I knew what was coming next and my pulse quickened. Matt stood up and moved next to my head, he grinned down at me, and then as I felt Sir’s cock press against my hole he kissed me. Matt’s tongue slid into my mouth as Sir slid into my cunt. I groaned and kissed Matt back as I felt the now familiar waves of joy wash over me as I took another raw cock. Sir’s cock felt both long and thick, in his first stroke he pushed passed my second ring and had me wide open. Had my legs not been cuffed to the sling I would have wrapped them around Sir to pull him deeper inside of me. He had one of those cocks that just made me feel whole. No wonder Matt had given himself over to this man. “Rob and Tom are fucking lucky. You’ve got a beautiful cunt boy. It feels so goddamn good on my cock.” Matt stopped kissing me for a moment so I could answer, “Thank you Sir.” The sling was swinging me back against Sir’s cock with each thrust making them rougher and deeper. “Mattie here is quite taken with you too. You know he’d told me about you before, the cute boy he’s friends with and wants to be more but is worried he’s too square to handle what a slut Mattie is. He was so excited when he came back and told me that not only had he fucked you twice but you’d turned into a cumslut in one day and were not the property of our friends Tom and Rob.” He was fucking me with long slow strokes all through this. “That’s why I locked up his beautiful cock. I didn’t want him getting too excited and forgetting his place. Though I doubt Mattie would ever forget who he belongs to. Right?” “No Sir,” Mattie replied, grinning from ear to ear, though his cheeks did look a little flushed. “Tom and Rob are going to train you up good, and you and Mattie can be cumpigs together. Do you like the sound of that boy?” “Yes Sir,” I practically screamed. “Good pig. Mattie, go upstairs and unlock the back door. I’ve made some arrangements for you too tonight.” “Yes, Sir!” Matt dashed off upstairs. “Mattie told me how jealous he was of how many loads you had in your cunt, so I invited a few friends over for him. So, while I’m breeding your cunt, you’re going to watch Mattie in his element.” “Thank you Sir! Seeing Matt get fucked while his loads are in my cunt makes me feel so sexy Sir! I’m the hole that other holes use.” “Fuck pig, it didn’t take long to break your mind and teach you your place.” He gave me a good hard slam, as Matt came back down the stairs. “On the bench boy,” Sir instructed. Matt laid down on the fuck bench next to the sling. Sir pulled his cock slowly from my hole and moved to strap Matt down. Once he was secure, Sir worked the plug out of Matt’s hole revealing a wet, loose gaping, cunt. He spat directly into Matt’s hole, and then grabbed a dildo from the cart Matt had brought over for me. It had to be almost two feet long, with a slow taper from nothing to wide as a fist. Sir lubed it up, and then slowly slid it inside of Matt till the faired base popped inside. With that finished he tied a blind fold around Matt’s head and winked at me. “Thank you Sir,” Matt said. “Keep that inside till your first top come, I have to get back to your friend.” He patted Matt’s exposed ass, and turned back to me. Sir had no sooner slide his cock inside me, when we heard someone come inside upstairs. Clearly this was someone who had been here before, after hearing the almost unmistakable sound of clothes being removed at the top of the stairs the new comer walked down into the basement. Sir, turned his head to great the man, and then resumed fucking me. Matt was clearly not his priority right now. Somehow that was hot too. I was his only focus even though there were random men entering his house to fuck his boy. “I may not be able to keep my promise to Tom and Rob about only pumping a load into this cunt. Its too damn good. I’ll just make sure you’re not too wrecked for tomorrow. How does that sound boy?” “Please use me Sir.” The new man laughed, “Two pigs, you’re a lucky man.” “This one isn’t mine,” Sir gestured to me, “A couple of friends are breaking him in. I’m just taking advantage of that situation. The faggot on the bench is mine. He’s desperate for some loads tonight.” “Pimping out your boy, while breaking in another, I love it.” The guy moved behind Matt and I got a good look at him. He was probably in his mid-forties, salt and pepper hair, short beard, good body, hairy as fuck and with the kind of cock I was coming to associate with anyone Matt was going to fuck. It was hard as a rock already, uncut, with a broad tip, a long slow taper to a fat base in a nest of graying pubes. The balls hung low and loose. My own mouth watered. He wasted no time, grabbed the base of the toy inside Matt and pulled it out. He let out a low whistle seeing how long the toy was. He laid its sticky shaft on Matt’s back and then without saying anything to my friend, slid his cock in. Matt groaned and so did I. I watched this stranger pick up his pace as Sir deep dicked me, keeping his pace steady but plunging his cock in to the hilt each time. Sir wanted to make it last, the man fucking Matt on the other hand was clearly here to dump his load. He hammered away at Matt’s ass making him groan and whimper. I had seen Matt get fucked already today but this was different. He wasn’t just a horny bottom he had become little more than a cunt. It was exactly what I wanted to be. More than that, I wanted to be that with him. I suddenly had the image of the two of us strapped down on fuck benched being bred by men we would never see. Turns out that vison would come true by the end of the school year. The man fucking Matt picked up his pace and growled in his ear before slamming in hard and unloading his balls. He grunted, and Matt whimpered out a thank you. “Thanks for letting me use your boy.” He said to Sir as he headed to the stairs and then was gone. “Feel good Mattie?” “Yes Sir!” “Did you like watching Mattie get bred boy?” “Yes Sir!” “You wished you were ass up next to him taking strangers loads too, didn’t you boy.” “Yes Sir.” “I’m sure that will come soon enough.” Sir pulled out of me and walked over to Matt. I figured he was going to slide the dildo back in Matt when he picked it up, but he brought it over to me. Still slathered in lube and cum from Matt’s hole he started to slide it inside of me. I felt it press into my second hole and then past it’s battered ring. Slowly he worked the whole loose wringing toy inside of me till just the flared base was left. I took a deep breath and as I breathed out he slid it inside me. A few more deep breaths and he was fucking me with it. I got wrapped up in how my hole felt slipping around the knot of the toy and didn’t notice another guy come downstairs. It was only when Matt gasped that I looked over and saw a tall thin guy not much older than us slide his baseball bat cock inside of Matt. I watched as my hole was stretched over and over and Matt took this beastly dick. Soon Matt was taking another load of cum and thanking his top, while my hole became sloppier and sloppier. Before the twink pulled out another guy came down the stairs, already naked and took his place as soon as Matt’s hole was empty. While Matt took his third cock Sir picked up a bigger toy, not as long this time but thicker, and lubed it up. I groaned with pleasure as my ass opened to accommodate it. After Matt’s third cock he had a break and was left on the fuck bench listening to my sloppy hole be dildo fucked by Sir as I panted. After a while Sir sized up my dildo again. I was probably just as stretched as when Tom and Robert had been opening me the first time. As Sir slowly worked the full length of the new dildo in me Matt’s fourth and fifth tops turned up. It went on like this through Matt’s tenth load with Sir slowly working ever larger and longer toys inside of me while Matt lay ass up taking loads. By that point I had a big blunt egg-shaped plug in my ass and was covered in sweat. Precum had leaked from my cage all over by torso and I was a sticky mess. After the tenth top left Sir untied Matt, helped him up, gave him a kiss and brought him on shaky legs over to look at my cunt. “You little friend here has worked all the way up to the XL Egg.” “Fuck!” Matt said. “Go ahead, I know you want to,” Sir said indulgently. Matt grabbed the toy and fucked it in and out of my hole a few times before pulling it completely out. He bent over the bench, his ass towards us, and worked the cum covered toy into his own hole. He groaned, and then came over to kiss me again. “Feel better?” “Yes Sir! Thank you Sir.” “Good boy. Are you ready for my load now pig?” “Fucking breed my cunt Sir!” Sir laughed and looked at the two horny, caged bottom boys in front of him. Smiling he began to fuck me. This was not like before he was no longer trying to make it last, this was about filling my hole with his cum. I moaned and begged as he sweat and grunted. He hammered the sling so hard I was swinging wildly with each thrust. Sir started to growl and I knew he was about to flood me. I held onto the chains and found myself being pulled into Sir’s crotch as he unloaded inside of me. Even with all my hole had been through it felt like a flood rushing in as Sir bred me. I whispered thank you as he bucked one last time inside of me and then slowly pulled out. Sir picked up a phone from the toy tray and took a picture of my ruined hole. “To send to your Masters.” I left Matt at Sir’s place and went back to mine, exhausted, and leaking, but still somehow horny as fuck.

It kind of depends on the situ. If in DR or sauna and a few tops wanting to fuck me, then an hour is way to long as I miss out on the other tops. I never ssk the top if he is coming, i feel as an experienced bottom that I kinda sense that and further I dont want to stress or put additional pressure on the top. Now, there is a top that I used to visit and I loved his thick but short cock in me, he was hairy, had swinging balls and thick thighs, he would fuck me for a while, stop, eat out my arse, i would eat his also, lick his hairy pits and kiss deep, he would then fuck me again for a while, break do more stuff, even wear my undershorts whilst he fucked me and wipe his cock in them and cum up me, hours had passed, he would then get me a drink, talk, kiss and As I would be ready to go, he would pull my trousers down, fuck me over a chair quick, kiss me and say night. Tbh, I really liked him, he could have fucked me all day. So imo, depends on situation.

Why do I get these doe-eyed innocent married guys? One of my last hook ups before the covid was a ~30 yo dude who’s been wanting to come over and fuck around literally years. He wants ‘safe’. I’ve always said no, I am into bare. He says great how about bj’s? I say no, I do not cum that way. For me, sucking leads to fucking. So we never got together. He’s asked many times. Said he lives with his family. I think I live close to him out here in the ex-burbs, and must be his easiest, closest opportunity. I’ve always been matter-of-fact. No, I like bb. Until it works out he says he HAS to come over one evening just after dark. Big dude. He’s in my bedroom pants down, bent over, ass out. He’s got my bf’s ud poz dick in his mouth like he’s starving for dick. I LOVE a dick filled, distracted bottom, so I am in him raw in no time (despite his lack of proper preparation) stroking my big dick in and out of his hairy bear ass. And yeah, pretty soon I am cumming there hard and deep . . .putting my d.n.a. deep in his guts before he changes his mind. . . FUCK yes it makes him another one of my ‘boys’ with all my swimmers looking for a home inside him. He blows his load with barely a stroke, he is so worked up. Nice. Zipping it all up, he says something about his wife and kids, which he’d never mentioned before! When he said he lived with his family, idk why I thought something different, but I did. Wife? I just blew my load in his ass! He never asked/negotiated/ anything about my bf’s status. So horny he was! Love it. But here’s the kicker- he writes me wanting to get together again saying HE HAS NEVER BEEN FUCKED ON HIS BACK, so he is hoping I will put him on his back and fuck him like that! So big cubby bear boy is not only married . . . like-will-die-if-he-gets-caught married, but also pretty damn inexperienced. I really get boned thinking of putting my big, raw cock back in him while I watch him squirm taking dick like that the first time. And he’s had at least one load (mine) so I expect he’ll be wanting more more more cum in him. Cheating on his wife!

I absolutely relate! The first time I had a guy's hard penis in me I was hooked. Every year I have hundreds of sex partners as a result, with 2018 being a personal best on a level I didn't think possible til I went to work in the sex industry and discovered it is real and possible. My need to for taking cocks in me is near insatiable and I look for group use opportunities above all else because I love being watched while get used and passed around. This is just the start of your journey. In a year or two you will look back on this moment and realize the total pig sex addict you have become and then go out and seek more. It is a great way to live as a male. Embrace it!

Similar thing happened to me recently. Was talking to this hot guy who wanted a threesome with another discrete top and started a group conversation. The discrete guy had no picture and told me he knew me from work. Somehow or the other the threesome never happened and he discrete guy hits me up at 3am asking me if I can host. Hubby is sleeping and I explain to him that I am a loud bitch so wont work since he is straight and lives with a girlfriend and cant host himself. He says he will pick me up and we can mess around in his truck. I agree. A few minutes later he is outside my house. I go in and see my medical student who I had supervised a few months ago. Handsome as hell. White guy from Bosnia. Dark haired and hairy chest. 6'6". Big beefy guy. Dressed in sweatpants and a dirty white wifebeater with running shoes. I get into his truck. My heart is racing since I've never hooked up with someone I was supervising before. He gets in. I can smell his ripe armpits from across the seat. He laughs and says, "I've been stalking you and thinking of a way to fuck your ass for three months now." I smiled back and asked him what he wants. He starts the truck and starts driving. I bend down and pull out his hard 9" thick dick and start to blow him. His thick bush pungent in my nostrils as he pushes my head down on his huge cock and I try my best not to choke and gag. After a few minutes the truck stops and he turns it off. I still stay down. He pulls my head up. We are by the lake in a small park close to my home. Large parking area. There are some other cars parked with mostly straight couples fucking and some random teenagers hanging around. He gets out of the car and makes me follow him. He walk to a deserted park of the park on a bench. He aggressively pulls my shirt off and I pull my pants down. I lay down on the bench on my back and he starts to eat me out. It feels amazing but I am nervous since I've come to this park often and we are basically in an open area with literally no trees and some lights around. I can see the other cars and people in the distance which means they cant see us as well. I figure he doesnt care. He pulls out his dick from his track pants. At this point he is fully clothed and I am stark naked. He pushed his thick cock into me. He starts to fuck me aggressively and Jackhammers me basically. It hurts like hell for the first five minutes and then the pain turns into complete pleasure as my sphincter is destroyed and the only sensation I have is his length and girth inside me rubbing my prostrate and rearranging my internal organs. I tell him I am close and he orders me, "Cum for me". I do as he commands. My ass spasms and squeezes tight around his cock as I cum and I see his eyes roll back as he starts to thrust deeper and more forcefully than before and empty his balls into me. He cums for about 8 long thrusts and then throws himself onto my body with his cock still inside me. His wifebeater is wet with sweat as is his face and arms. He kisses me aggressively for a few minutes for the first time since we have met and I start to feel his dick swell up again inside me. He starts to slowly fuck me again. this time holding my face and kissing me. It is less aggressive and more intimate. I run my hands through his thick dark hair as he pumps away at my hole. His tongue is still down my throat. A few minutes later I note that he starts to speed up and I know he is getting close. Thrusts get deeper and I claw my fingernails into his hairy shoulders. He stops kissing me and lets out a loud groan and starts to cum again inside me. He pulls out and starts looking for my clothes as I lay there still weak from the fucking. He helps me put on my clothes. I see the other people in the distance not phased by us even though I am pretty sure they could see everything. We walk back to the truck and he drops me off home.

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

if a btm asks me to pull out it only makes me want to breed them more a btm is just there for my pleasure not theirs

as a submissive bottom i will always expect the top to dump his load wherever he wants and i would never even think of asking him to pullout

cum inside without saying anything - pull out after and just say you can't cum b/c you shot a load earlier and haven't recharged... heh heh...