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It was 1990. My wife , two young boys and I were living in Dartmouth Nova Scotia. The wife and kids had flown home to Ontario to spend a week with her folks. I had to work; and, besides, there was lots to do with our first home. It was a fixer upper priced perfectly for first time buyers with a young family. I was working the midnight shift that week which gave me lots of daylight hours to get repairs done on the house. I had always slept in the nude, but with the house empty and sweltering heat I quickly got in the habit of not dressing while indoors. After two days of this I almost forgot to pull shorts on to do jobs in the yard and on the exterior of the house. Day three was very productive. I painted the entire back porch inside and out. I worked like a trojan and sweat like a pig. It made for a very long work day so I was exhausted. As I sat on the kids swing sipping an ice cold beer admiring my handiwork I decided I was to hot and tired to cook. I went inside, dropped out of my shorts and ordered a pizza to be delivered. I headed upstairs for what I planned to be a quick shower. The just warm water felt great sluesing over my body so I lingered rinsing longer than usual. It felt great rubbing my sore muscles when I soapped down so I lingered some more. When I was soaping my ass and genitals my body remembered it had not been pleasured for a few days. My cock responded and I thought; 'No one is home. I'm in no rush. Just enjoy Todd.' I was stroking away when I heard the doorbell over the shower spray. 'Damn, the pizza.' I turned off the water sprinting for the top of the stairs and at the first step remembered I was naked. I ran back to grab a towel and was halfway down the stairs when I took time to wrap it around myself. I had forgotten the front door was open so the pizza boy had a clear view through the screen door to the top of the stairs. I was 27 at the time. Six feet tall, skinny 145 pounds, a tan skinned, dark haired otter. I was no gym bunny but attractive enough. The cock he'd seen was at it's full eight inch erectness and an unavoidable bulge under the small white towel. He appeared to be about 18. One of those guys that won the gean lottery. Classic good looks captain of whatever sport team. Natural muscular body which filled out his delivery uniform of tan shorts and button down shirt. He had one extra button undone than I suspected was accepted which showed off a promising start to a blonde hairy chest. In fact as I opened the screen door he was seductively freeing another button and reaching in to tweak his nipple. Although I had never done anything with a guy my dick was stirring threatening to dislodge from my towel. I remembered the time a few years ago when a handsome young guy had joined our line at work. I was attracted to him from the beginning and we hit it off well. I was confused as by the end of the week working closely together I realized I was infatuated with him. When his girlfriend picked him up from the bar after our last work day I realized I was insanely jealous. I had never acted on those feelings and thought I had completely put them out of my mind until this moment. My towel was loosening and about to fall off when I remembered my wallet was in the kitchen. I invited the young man to step inside and excused myself. When I turned from finding the wallet I realized he had followed me and was standing by the fridge. His shirt tails were out and the front was open framing his natural peach fuzzed six pack. The words were out of my mouth before I even thought; "Do you want a beer? It's one hell of a hot day. " "Sure. Mind if I get out of this sweaty shirt?" "Not at all." I nervously responded. His shirt hit the floor and he kicked off his sneakers. He looked to me for approval before undoing and slipping out of his shorts. He stood there in our kitchen in nothing but a white jock strap as I handed him a beer. "Shit kid, are you even of legal drinking age?" "Just barely " he smiled. "Turned 18 day before yesterday. You won't be my first, but you won't be breaking the law." With that we toasted clinking our bottles. After gulping down a deep long draft he reached his free hand behind my head and pulled me in for a long passionate kiss. I don't know which of us undid it but my towel had now joined his shirt and shorts. He was holding my rock hard dick and his cock head was peaking over the band of his jock. Damn he'd won every category of gean pool roulette. Even his cock was an ideal nine inches just on the thick side. I knew 'cause I'd dropped to my knees, released him from the jock and was choking on it. Again before giving any thought. He must have put his beer down because both hands took the back of my head as he proceeded to face fuck me for about ten strokes. Then he pulled me up, spun me and leaned me against the counter; "Damn man, that's nice but I gotta get back to my deliveries. Let me finish yours!" Exasperated and confused I blurted; "Fuck me!" "That's my plan. " "No! No, I've never done this. Fuck ... um ... you'll need a condom." "I don't have one. You got any in this kitchen?" "No. Upstairs, I'll go get one." "Don't have time man. Besides my cock has never seen one. Raw or I walk." He took a big slug of beer, bent down and blew it up my ass hole. When he stood I found myself guiding his naked cock up my virgin hole. It hurt like fuckin hell and he couldn't help but notice. "Want me to stop man?" "No! Just give me a minute. It hurts for sure, but a good hurt. I love it. " "Knew you would!" With that he started pumping. My ass was now on fire with pain and pleasure. Soon his fist was stroking my cock in sync with his cock pistonning my ass. I was just about to ask him not to cum in me when his strong hand pushed me over the edge. I sprayed the cabinet door in front of me. My ass convulsions triggered him and I realized not only was he popping my virgin cherry hole but he was seeding me as well. 'Fuck, what had I just allowed! But damn, it felt so fuckin good!" He was quickly dressed and I paid him. As he was headed to let himself out he called back; "You home tomorrow? You better be 'cause I'm coming by well before my work. We'll have more time to initiate you more into man on man sex." And he was gone. I ate the pizza and downed five more beer. I'd be tipsy for my midnight shift but Steve was driving tonight so I could manage. I just needed to numb out a bit rather than face the full reality of what I had just done, let alone think about tomorrow. Ì

Thanks for all the kind comments! I'm guessing something like one or two more chapters after this. Part 19 Casey looked around and noticed that Tyler wasn't following them into Hunter's bedroom. At least not yet. He didnt know any of these guys before meeting them today. That made him nervous not knowing what they were into and expecting of him. He was high and not thinking straight so at the same time that he was feeling as horny as he had ever been, he knew that he was also as vulnerable. Where was that pipe? That seemed to help. As if he had read Caseys mind, Ryan placed the pipe up to Caseys mouth and lit it with the torch. "You feeling ok?" Casey nodded as he took a hit. Ryan kept the pipe at his mouth longer than it had been before and this was a big hit with a huge resulting cloud. "You have a pipe for each room?" Casey asked. Hunter laughed. "I still need one for the bathroom but I like to have fun." Casey smiled as Ryan gave him another hit. Hunter liked to see the two of them making this connection but he turned his attention to the bed where Chris was seated at its edge. Chris was torn. Despite the distance that developed between him and Tyler, Chris still cared a lot for the first guy he ever hooked up with. And in this brief moment when he was in his head, he felt like he led Tyler to something he didnt think of as a possibility. All because he had trusted Chris. Why would Chris lead Tyler to a pozzing? And earlier he saw Hunters cum leaking out of Tylers hole and now he was out in the living room with Greg. Even though he didnt really know Casey, Chris thought he could still save him. Maybe there was an excuse he could come up with that would force the three of them to leave before it was too late. But no excuse was coming. Nothing that would mean all three of them had to leave. Hunter cut off Chris' train of thought. Hunter ran his hand through the boys hair prompting Chris to look up at the naked man standing in front of him. At his eye level was Hunters tattoo. Hunter assumed the boy was looking at his hardening cock. "You want to give it a taste?" "Here take this" Ryan said. He was talking to Chris and gestured to hand him the pipe and torch. "Take a big hit first and then blow it on Hunters cock." Chris just let these men take him out of his self imposed guilt trip. He took the pipe and lit it and took a hit to forget. What was going to happen today was going to happen. Chris released any control he thought he had and worked on getting high again. Instead of blowing the hit onto Hunters cock, he blew it out and took another. Hunter was disappointed at first when he saw the cloud, but saw what was happening when Chris lit the pipe immediately after. "Nice. Get after that high boy." Chris took another big hit and then offered the pipe and torch to Hunter who took it and lit it for himself. As he took his first hit he felt Chris' warm mouth wrap around his cock and when he looked down, he saw the cloud spreading from his cock. To Hunter, there were not many sights that were hotter. He could feel his cock stiffening to its full potential in Chris' mouth. This was really only the second time Chris had a cock in his mouth. He was determined to be good at it and the focus that he gave to the task kept his mind off of the dread that hung over him that drifted further and further away with every hit and each of Hunters thrusts as he began to fuck the boys mouth. Casey and Ryan were locked in a deep kiss holding each other tight. Ryan looked over at Hunter and Chris and liked what he saw but wanted to do the reverse. He pushed Casey onto the bed and kneeled in front of him. He looked up at Casey and grabbed the boys cock. "Um I dont know what this is about but i cant seem to get hard. That never happens, I promise." Ryan smiled. "That's ok. It happens sometimes with some guys who smoke this stuff. There are other ways to give you pleasure though. Lean back." He pushed Casey down so that he was laying down on the bed with his feet still on the ground. Ryan grabbed Caseys legs and placed them onto his shoulders lifting him up a bit. Ryan started by licking Caseys balls which got an immediate response. "Oh fuck fuck" Casey lifted his head to look down at the man giving him a sensation he didnt remember feeling before. He had his balls licked before but it never felt like this. Ryan looked up to make eye contact with Casey but he didnt say anything. Instead he made his way down to the boys taint teasing it with his tongue. Casey squirmed and Ryan had to hold onto his legs to maintain control. He loved what he was doing to this boy. This was only the beginning, he thought. He pushed Caseys legs up a little higher and found the boys hole with his tongue. "Fuck!" Caseys yelp was sudden enough that even Hunter and Chris stopped what they were doing to make sure everything was ok. "Thats hot. You never get rimmed before?" Casey turned to Hunter and shook his head no. "Well you have an expert rimmer for your first time. Ryan definitely knows what hes doing." Casey was just panting, unable to put his feelings into any words beyond "Fuck." Ryan was planning to oblige. Ryan worked his tongue to penetrate Casey and the boys moans took a different tone. It was like a mix of surprise pleasure and hesitation. It made Ryan wonder. He had heard that moan before but only from a certain type. He lifted his head up and Casey immediately looked down with a look of disappointment. "You are so tight. Have you ever had anything in there?" Ryan was smiling. He hadnt expected to take a boys cherry today so this was an amazing surprise if it were true. "Nah I don't....I don't....you know..." "You wanna....try?" Ryan knew to be gentle here and not seem like he was pressuring the boy too much. Before Casey could answer, Ryan went back down and tongue fucked the tight hole. He didnt want to put any pressure on Casey but he wanted to be sure that his tongue was very convincing. He could tell that he was slowly breaking Caseys defenses. Casey was back to being incoherent just moaning at the pleasure. It would only be a matter of time Ryan thought. But when he replaced his tongue with a finger, Casey stopped and froze. He pulled his head up again. "No, wait. No, I don't think I'm ready for that." Casey was nervous. His high couldnt fog this moment for him. "Ok no totally. I'm just trying to make you feel good so if that doesnt do it, we'll stick with the tongue." He smiled and Casey responded with the same. As Casey dropped his head back down upon the bed, he made eye contact with Hunter who was still face fucking Chris. There was a look in the man's face that seemed almost conniving. Hunter kept his focus on Casey as he spoke to Ryan. "You know there is a way we can make him feel good." Casey didnt realize Hunter wasnt speaking to him. "What? Who? What are you..." Ryan looked up at Casey while responding to Hunter. "Oh? Well let's do it then. We're all here to make each other feel good." He got up from his knees and Casey propped himself up on his forearms. "What's going on?" He was confused. Chris pulled off of the cock in his mouth without prompting from Hunter. He knew what was happening. This was the last chance he had to shut this down. He could speak now or let it go. But he couldnt think of what to say. Instead he looked to his hard cock and continued stroking it slowly. His thoughts wouldnt become spoken words. He could deal with whatever guilt arose later. For now, he hoped there was a shot for him too. All this time since the last time he was in this house he could not stop thinking about the feeling of that high. Casey still didnt know what was happening even as Ryan was tying the band around his arm. It wasnt until Hunter approached with a syringe that he started to see clear what was about to happen. "Wait no wait. Whats happening?" Casey was moving to pull himself up off the bed. Ryan gently pushed him back down onto the bed by putting some pressure with his hand on the boys smooth chest. "Dont worry. This will just make you feel really good." "Just ask Chris" Hunter said as he held Caseys arm steady. "He knows how good this feels." Casey looked over to Chris who was standing and watching and stroking himself. At this point, seeing the needle and knowing what Casey was going to experience, any guilt or hesitation was gone. Hunter had just turned Chris from observer to accomplice. "Yeah this will feel great. Even better than the pipe." Hunter wanted to get up and kiss Chris. He knew those words would be enough to reassure Casey and sure enough Casey did seem to relax slightly. Just slightly. Ryan could tell that the boy was still tense. "Just keep steady. This will be over quick." Casey felt the prick of the needle and then saw his blood getting pulled into the syringe. He braced himself as he saw Hunter push the contents into his arm. Whatever he was worried about going into his system had to be put aside he realized. He couldn't go back now. He had no idea how to prepare himself for the effects of this shot. But there was no real way for him to prepare. Everything was happening quickly. He heard and felt the band being snapped off and then Ryan pulled his arm up toward the ceiling. There was a pregnant pause during which all the men almost held their breaths for Caseys response. But in a much shorter time than what it seemed to all four men, Caseys coughing fit started and was as dramatic as it was sudden. Casey clearly did not expect this to be the effect of the shot and was trying to figure out what was happening to him. Ryan just let him ride it out not wanting to interfere with Caseys body while it adjusted to the slam. "Fuck how much did you give him?" Hunter just smiled as he wrapped the band around Chris' arm. "Enough." He smirked at Ryan and then turned to focus on Chris. "You ready for yours boy?" Chris just nodded. He was waiting for this and couldnt voice that desire to anyone until now. A thought came to him as Hunter pulled a syringe from his case. "So you guys dont reuse needles or anything do you?" He whispered it so that Casey didnt hear. He knew it was too late for any action he even remotely considered taking to stop what was going to happen and didnt want to freak Casey out. "No these are cheap. Single use only." He knew what Chris was really asking. Hunter was never interested in pozzing boys with a syringe. He wanted it to happen with both he and his boy experiencing the pleasure of feeling his cum shooting deep inside the boys hole. That feeling could never be matched with the act of pushing the contents of a slam into a boys arm as he was doing at this moment to Chris. As Chris turned away from watching the needle being pricked into his arm he noticed that Caseys coughing fit was subsiding and was becoming something closer to a long moan. Ryan was back down on his knees eating Caseys hole out and the boys head thrashed back and forth with his eyes closed and mouth agape. Yeah, Chris thought to himself, Casey is no longer in this room anymore. He couldnt wait to go to that same place. Just at that moment, he heard the snap of the band being ripped off his arm and felt Hunter raise it to the ceiling. "And blast off" he heard Hunter say.

As things come back to some level of normalcy now its fun to see what fun is starting to happen in public again. Saturday night I was out at a local bar that has been known to have a very busy men's room for some fun. After putting my phone and wallet in my front pocket so its harder to have them stolen I went into the men's room to see what I could find. This room is not large but there were a good dozen guys in there of all sorts, some just watching and some actively looking for fun. I see one cute guy sucking a few cocks, he stands up and is stroking the one he was just sucking on. I pulled my cock out and stroke it a few times to start to get it hard. He grabs it and strokes me some more and liked finding my PA, so he bends down to suck on me. His pants were around his ankles so I tried to see if I could raise his ass up and let someone else fuck him while he sucked on me. After sucking for a bit he stood up and turned around to face the wall and begged me to fuck him. What was I too do but give the boy what he asked for. I pushed him forward and slowly slid my cock into him. someone nearby had some poppers so I borrowed them and fed the boy poppers while taking a nice whiff myself. I started to pound the boy hard. Slowing down I whispered in his ear "what do you want?" He told me he wanted my load. So I asked him again what he wanted louder seeing what he would respond just as much and he did. Begging for my load. Holding his hips and slamming into him I unloaded my full balls into his needy hole. I pulled out and put my cock away. As I am standing there watching a few things go on I see this cute guy walk in and watch him, he comes up to the guy I just dropped my load into who is now getting sucked off by someone else and the new guy tells him to stop. he says this is my boyfriend and I am here to protect him. All I could think of was too late now that he has my load in his hole.

Most of the loads I get are anonymous. Either because I’m blindfolded in my apartment door is left open for men to use my body as they want, through glory holes or bent over in the park at night. I don’t need to see their face as long as my body is there is a receptacle for their seed that’s all that matters

This is a work of fiction and is not meant to be re-created. Part 6: Descendants Shawn was having check ups everyday. It had been six days since his doctor declared he had AIDS. He now had a viral load of over 2.8 million and only about 21 CD4 cells left. He couldn't stop leaking, he felt sexy. Once he returned home, the old abandoned house where he was converted, he laid down on the couch and was approached by Joshua. He was so toxic, barely anyone would speak to him anymore. "Undo your trousers," Joshua said. Shawn stood up and did as he was told. Joshua grabbed his cock and quickly unlocked his cage. Shawn looked confused. "You have one part of your contract left that you need to fulfill. Tonight, you will poz someone, a fan." Shawn was surprised he had any fans left. "Believe it or not you gained a few twisted fans when your conversion got released and a few never stopped loving you. We put out a competition to see who gets your seed and we have those results." Shawn smiled, he couldn't wait to fill someone up with his death seed. "His name is Christian, he just turned 20, is a virgin, and in college. He will be here tonight. Once you breed him, you are no longer ours and you can see yourself to the street." "Now, go get ready." Shawn was ecstatic, his body was having aches and burns all over but he couldn't wait. He looked down at his cock, which he hadn't seen in a while, and realized he had grown a few warts. He opened up his closet to pull out his black suit, the color of death, and realized he only had one left. Shawn felt his cock twitch and licked his lips. "Alright, sign here and here and here." John was saying to Christian. Christian signed as quickly as possible, not bothering to read through any of the text, unaware he will become the property of John and Joshua once he is bred and also unaware how highly toxic Shawn is. "Alright let's get some photos taken," John said. "Stand up over there and pose for us, then slowly begin to strip." It's a shame this boy won, John thought. Beautiful face, plump limps, rock hard abs, blonde hair, blue eyes, round firm bubble butt. This boy was perfection and his cock was twitching. "Are you ready?" John asked. "I was born ready." Christian said. John led him into the dark room where Shawn was converted. He put him up in the sling and strapped him in and walked out of the room, closing the door and leaving it pitch black. One hour later, Shawn was standing outside the door, straightening his suit and making sure his cock was rock hard. He felt awful, every movement hurt, but he felt sexy. Lucky enough for him he progressed so fast his body wasn't able to waste, not that he wouldn't have sexy then, but he did enjoy filling out his suits well. With that final thought, Shawn entered the room. Christian looked up, one overhead light turned on allowing him to see Shawn slowly walk towards him. All he could hear was the deep click of his boots on the floor. He looked at Shawn's cock, clearly being effected by a viagra because damn it was massive. And before he knew it, Shawn's 6'2" stature was standing over him. Christian noticed lots of marks all over Shawn's body, they must be the lesions everyone talks about. Fuck he's perfect. Then all of a sudden something rough penetrated his hole. Shawn was tearing up Christians hole with a dry toothbrush. Once he saw blood, he constricted Christian's neck, licked his lips, and slammed his cock in. A very long and loud scream was heard, even the neighbors would know what is happening. Shawn pounded for all of five minutes before rope after rope of cum had entered Christian's ass. Christian gasped for air as Shawn let his neck go, his face had begun turning purple. He looked up expecting to see Shawn but only saw the top of his hair. He tried to sit up but only saw Shawn sitting on the floor, panting. Shawn felt sexier than ever. He licked his lips one final time and collapsed to the floor. One hour later men in hazmat suits entered the room. They picked up what was left of Shawn and brought him downstairs for what was supposed to be "blood collection." Then another man in a hazmat suit, who Christian recognized to be John, approached him. He instructed him to blow that final neg load, and then before he knew it, his cock was locked up. "Silly boy, if you would have read that contract you would know you are my new property. Not that you'll last long. You see, Shawn was a walking petri dish and we believe was the most toxic person in the world. That's why we're saving his blood, it'll get us good money at auction or at least some fun use. We'll see how well you can take his load, but in the mean time, let me show you to your room." John chuckled under his hazmat suit. It only took Christian three months to get to where Shawn was, all from that one load. Now, Christian was standing outside the door to the playroom, all done up in a black suit like Shawn, ready to convert the next boy who has fallen prey to John. His shirt buttoned low to make his biohazard tattoo -- and now lesions -- visible. "This is it," he thought. He felt so sexy. Christian licked his lips and went in. The End.

Looking to get bred and recharged today

I found this story at 3 pm today. I just finished at 5 hours later. The story set it's hooked into me like that brilliant bastard Hunter set his hooks into these point slaves that I can't wait to see how he corrupts and changes them forever. Soon, Tyler... Very very soon, boy.

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

I know it's bad form to cruise online when you are waiting for test results, but I guess that's the kind of whore I am. Besides, I was bored and nervous and needed to kill some time, so naturally I found myself on Scruff. Interestingly, there was this hot Latino guy who showed-up as nearby. Quite nearby, in fact. Less than 250 feet away. So I started a chat with him. Me: Wow! woof, you're cute Him: Thanks! you too. Me: Can I see your locked pics? Him: *unlocks* I look at his pics. His cock was uncut, about eight inches, and had a wicked down-curve. Me: Holy. Fuck. Nice cock! I know JUST where to put that! Him: It looks like you are close by. You at the clinic? Me: Yeah, I'm waiting for HIV test results. It's that time Him: Cool. glad you are getting tested. I'm a counselor here. Me: It must be hard to deliver the news and stuff Him: It's ok. It's important to be informed Me: Yeah, I guess it is. Actually, I can't believe I'm actually cruising while waiting for my results Him: It's understandable. We can't stop being sexual just because of HIV Me: Is it sick that I'm totally horny and want your cock right now? Him: Is it sick that I'm an HIV counselor and I want to fuck your ass right now? Just then the nurse came in and I had to put my phone away. She very perfunctorily informed me that I was negative, but would need to be tested again in six months due to recent sexual activity, adding that she would take me to the counselor to chat briefly about safe sex. With that she led me down the hallway to a private office where she introduced me to Michael. Michael, of course, was the counselor with whom I had just been chatting on Scruff! Oh, and Michael was HOT. He was probably about six inches shorter than me, had a slight, muscular build, but damn did he get the Enrique Eglesias looks! Plus he had a beautiful smile complete with dimples! I walked in and sat down as Michael closed the door. He shook my hand warmly and told me it was nice to meet me. We talked about my recent negative result and the fact that I could still be positive if the antibodies hadn't yet developed. We also talked about having safer sex and other diseases. Blah blah blah. Honestly, the standard preventive fare. When I got up to go we shook hands again and he said, "I get off in an hour... and would like to get off after that." What a line! He then rubbed his crotch suggestively while giving me an inviting smile. I grabbed one of his post-it notes and scribbled down my address and phone number, handing the slip of paper to him saying "I'm heading home right now and will be ready. And waiting." Sure enough he showed-up about an hour later, and I buzzed him up. Once in the apartment he wasted no time taking control by pushing me against the wall and making out. Then he broke off the kiss saying "Let's get naked. I don't have tons of time. I've gotta get home to my partner." "You have a partner?" "Yeah, does it matter?" "Well, no, not to me, but does he know?" "No, he thinks I'm a good boy, but I need sex. Lots and lots of sex." "Yeah, I believe you," I replied. Although his frankness was slightly unnerving, I was nevertheless turned on by the thought of his big cock fucking me, so I led him to my bedroom where we stripped. He pushed me down to my knees and I worked his cock. It wasn't super thick, but it was quite long. And the downward curve added a whole new dimension. Ordinarily I'm not much good at deepthroating, but fuck, Michael's cock was angling in exactly the right way as to slide down my throat, right past my esophagus. It felt incredible, especially as his foreskin provided dome extra smooth motion. After a couple of minutes he withdrew and gestured me up onto the bed, asking "You ready to get fucked? Where's your lube?" "In there," I replied, pointing to the night table, but adding "Umm, what about a condom?" "Do you really want to use one?" "Well, we just spent 15 minutes talking about safe sex, didn't we?" "Yeah, but bareback feels so much better, doesn't it?" "But you're an HIV counselor!" "So?" "And I just got tested AT YOUR CLINIC!" "And you were there getting tested because you are no angel, right? I bet you have been taking bare cock and enjoyed it but had a little scare which made you go get tested. Right?" "Umm...." "Okay, so some guys really get off on taking raw cock. I get that. I can't stop that. I can educate, but it really isn't going to change behavior. I mean, look at me? I know the risks and everything, and yet I love bareback sex." As he made these remarks he rubbed his cock head up and down my ass crack, teasing my ass lips. "You want me to bareback you, don't you?" he then asked, adding "It's okay to say 'yes'." "Yeah, kinda...." "So pass me the lube." "Are you neg?" "Nope, I'm poz." "Whoa, time out. You're poz and you want to bareback me?" Michael leans back from me and looks at me for a minute. He strokes his cock slowly, seductively, and doesn't say anything. Just stares at me. "Hell, yeah. Yeah, I do. I want to fuck that bubble butt of yours and leave my seed deep inside it. I want you to feel the throb of my cock as I cum inside you. I want to leave my DNA in your hole." "Maybe we shouldn't....." "Look. We both know you're taking raw cock. You've probably taken poz loads before, without even knowing. And I can see that you aren't turned off by the idea, because your cock is rock hard and drooling precum. You might as well just give in to your desires and let me give you a good fuck." "I'm just nervous...." "How about I warn you before I cum, and I can pull out if you want me to." "Um...." Then my body made its decision. I rolled over and got on all fours again, took a hit of poppers as he lubed his cock. And before I knew it, Michael was sheathing his eight-incher inside my ass. It was obvious that Michael had had a LOT of practice at fucking. He slowly, methodically fucked his whole dick into me from tip to hilt. Agonizingly slowly and pushing up inside my second ring. And the down curve was creating new sensations inside me. It was heaven! He picked up tempo and really started throwing all the meat to me. Hard. His curve kept popping up inside my colon, making me wince in pain every single thrust. He didn't care though. He told me to take it - to take his raw cock in my neg ass. "You know, I knew you were a cock pig if only 'cause you were on Scruff at the fucking clinic. I had a strong suspicion my cock would end-up being buried in your ass," Michael remarked. I chuckled in reply. Eventually his breath quickened and he told me he was getting close. I was actually getting close myself, because his cock was stroking the hell out of my prostate. I just moaned as he thrust away. "I'm gonna cum, man! Where you want it?" Michael asked. "Just keep fucking me!" "You fucking PIG! Here it cums! Gonna knock up this neg hole!!" "DO IT! Don't stop fucking me!" And then he flooded me. And when I say flooded, I mean FLOODED. I could actually feel the warmth and wetness fill my ass. He kept thrusting wildly and my ass just felt wet beyond anything I'd ever experienced. He was still fucking me hard and it started to run out of my hole and down my balls. I actually came about 15 seconds later, just from his fuck motion. My hole started puckering and grabbing his dick, making him go wild as I shot my load all over my bedspread. He parked his cock in me and waiting politely for my orgasm to subside, before eventually pulling out. As he did so, his curved cock dragged some of his spunk out and a big blob landed on my bed. Which he scooped up and fingered back into my hole. Moments later I came back to my senses and started mildly panicking, blabbering "Oh my god! What did we just do?" "We fucked. I bred you. You came no-handed." "We shouldn't have... I shouldn't have...." "Relax. Breathe. You just took a big step." "A big step to what?" "A big step toward coming to grips with your piggy side. You are a cum pig bottom. And that's ok. Better than ok, actually. It's hot." "I don't know if I want to be a cum pig!" "Dude, I've worked at the clinic for several years. I can spot a bottom pig a mile away. And you, my friend, are a bottom pig. Embrace it.' "No I'm not... I'm ...." "You picked up a partnered poz HIV Counselor at the free clinic, invited him over, and let him breed you," Michael replied with a laugh. "Oh god. I am a pig." "And it turned you on so much you came from it. And thinking about it right now is making you hard again." And it was. Michael had to get home to his husband, but he promised me that this wouldn't be the last time we fucked. And it wasn't. As he left, he said, "Now remember to get tested again in 6 months. We may have more to talk about after that one...."

I met a guy named Keith at the gym. At 20, he was a bit younger than my age, but still we hit it off. He was built solid with a gorgeous chest and six inch cock (when soft) that grew to a full eight incher (or more) when hard. We had been dating for a few months when I finally gotten him to fuck me bare. At first he was hesitant, but one morning he woke up with a boner and just started rubbing it along my crack, getting me wet with his precum. He just kept pushing and soon his cock head was in me. I pushed back on him and slowly took more of his bare cock in me, and before long he was balls deep, sliding deep inside me. "Yeah, baby," I said, "I love your cock in me." "I'm afraid I'm gonna cum," he gasped. "Go ahead," I said, "I trust you. Load my ass with your cum." Keith pumped harder and soon unleashed his jizz deep inside me, groaning "Fuck! That was great." Needless to say, that was just the beginning, especially since Keith loved to spend the night, knowing he was going to unload in me in the morning. Sometimes he would fuck me at night too leaving his load in me for some morning fun. One morning after breeding me he said he needed to go in to the city to get some new clothing, and he asked if I wanted to go with him and of course I accepted the invitation. I love the city and it had been a while since I had been there. Once we arrived, Keith began circling looking for a cheap place to park. We were getting to the seedier part of town and passed an adult bookstore I had visited some years earlier, and out of the blue he asked "Ever been to one of those?" "Of course. You haven't?" "Nah. I was always too nervous to go in." "They can be a lot of fun if the right guys show up. Of course, sometimes there are a lot of trolls but when you're horny enough.........." and I just laughed. "Let's do it," he suggested. "Now?" I asked, adding "Are you sure?" "Yeah. I want to see what it's like and you can show me the ropes." He found a parking spot nearby and soon we were inside. I paid for both of us and we went straight in to the arcade. I knew that familiar darkness and the smell of cum. He took my hand and we walked the hallway until our eyes adjusted. It appeared only three booths were occupied. I knew what was probably going on in them so I told Keith to look through one of the glory holes, and upon doing so he looked back at me, smiled, and whispered "There's a naked guy in there." "Nice," I said, "let me see." He got up and I took his place at the glory hole. I slid a finger to the hole hoping to get a taste of the cock on the other wide of the wall, and sure enough, the guy in the booth saw me and slid his cock through the hole. As the cock head came through I licked at the tip with my tongue. "Fuck," Keith remarked, urging me "Suck him." As the cock came fully through the hole I took it I my mouth, looking up at Keith as I sucked the stranger's cock. Keith was apparently fully turned-on, as he began groped himself through his jeans, so I asked "You want me to suck you too?" Wordlessly he pulled his eight inch cock out of his jeans and crowded into the booth with me so I could alternate between the two cocks, occasionally slapping the two of them against one another, just for some variety. I would have taken them both at the same time but the angle was bad so I would suck one, then the other, going back and forth, savoring them both. Soon the cock through the glory hole shot a big load of cum in my mouth. I opened my mouth to show Keith the load I had just taken and he said,"Swallow." "I'll do anything you want," I said and gulped the white jizz down my throat. "Oooh, what a slut you are," he said, adding "I want to see you get fucked in here." "If that's what you want," I said. "I told you I would do anything you wanted." "Let's check out another booth," he said. We went in to another booth next to an occupied one. Keith looked through the glory hole and pushed my head down to it. I saw a guy was stroking his cock so I just put my open mouth to the hole. The guy wasted no time filing my mouth with his hard cock. Keith had me stand up while bent over so he could get to my pants buckle. He unbuckled and unzipped me and pulled my pants down, exposing my butt. His cum was still in me from our morning fuck and he started rubbing his cock against my wet hole, grunting "Oh, baby, I'm going to fuck you right here." He pushed in to me and began fucking my cunt. He hadn't shut the door to the booth so anyone walking by could see his bare cock pounding me. After a few strokes he withdrew and instructed me to turn-around. I did as I was told and he pushed my head down to his cock, making me suck his cock that had just been fucking me. He reached around and stroked the cock through the glory hole. He pushed me back a little so the guy's cock head was against my hole. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. "Yeah, sure," he said as he rubbed the cock against my hole. He took the guy's cock in his hand and guided it in to my used pussy, coaxingly suggesting "Let him fuck you, baby." I pushed all the way on to the cock and started working it deep inside me. I pumped my butt faster as I sucked Keith's cock. The guy was now fucking full steam, so I knew he was going to unload in me soon. I considered pulling away, but decided I wanted that stranger's cum, so instead I pushed hard against the glory hole and could tell he had unloaded inside me. "Let me see," demanded Keith. I pulled off the guy's cock and turned around. Keith spread my ass cheeks and slipped a couple fingers in to me, then taking a load of cum from my ass and feeding it to me, saying "Eat that cum, baby. I know you love it." "Mmmmm," I moaned, sucking Keith's cum covered fingers until he told me to get up. "I want you naked," he said. "Here? Are you going to close the door?" "Fuck no. Get naked. You said you would do anything I wanted." I couldn't argue with that. I took off my shirt, then my shoes, then pulled my pants off of me. I stood there completely naked with the booth door wide open. A couple guys had shown up and watched as Keith directed me in to the hall where he remarked "Show these guys your used pussy." I leaned against the wall and reached down and spread my ass cheeks exposing my hole, and pushed some cum out. A big dollop dripped down my leg, which led one of the guys to say "That's fucking hot!" "You can have him too if you want," offered Keith. "I'm not sure," replied the guy. "Well, then I'm fucking him," and Keith slipped his cock in to me right there. He pumped my butt while the two guys watched, then started playing with me. Soon they both had their cocks out. Keith pushed my head down on them and made me suck one, then the other while he fucked me. He finally pulled out and turned me around. I sucked his cock and then felt another cock enter my man cunt. The two guys were tag teaming me right there in the hall. "You know he wants your loads," said Keith. My hole was getting pounded by one, then the other, until one of the guys shot his cum up my hole as Keith urged "That's it baby, take that cum. What a fucking slut. Taking stranger's loads." The other guy started fucking me when Keith pushed me on to the floor so the guy had to fuck me doggy. I was on my hands and knees, taking another cock up my ass. He pounded hard when I realized there were more guys there watching. Again Keith offered my services, saying "You can all have a turn if you want," and then turning to me asked "Would you like that, baby?" "Fuck yeah. I want to be a cumpig. I need cum all over me and inside me. You guys can breed me in my ass or mouth or just cum on me. I just need your cum wherever you want to put it." A couple of the guys pulled out their cocks and began stroking by my face. The guy fucking me yelled out that he was cumming and pulled out to shoot his cum all over my hole before Keith made him push it back in to me. "Fucking breed him," he said. He pumped me a few more strokes but there was another guy behind me now. I felt him slide in to me and he pushed me flat on the floor. I could feel his full body against me as he fucked and I realized he had gotten naked too. It was so awesome getting fucked while guys stroked their cocks and Keith watched. Keith told me to look up and smile. I did as I was told and realized he had his camera out, recording me getting fucked and bred. As he snapped away, he suggested "Tell me how much you love this." "I love it," I said. "What do you love?" "I love getting fucked by strangers. I love that you are filming me. I love that you are letting me take bare cocks. I love that you are whoring me out to all these guys." Suddenly, one of the guys over me shot his load all over my face. A huge glob of white cum dripped from my forehead down my cheek. I pushed my tongue out to try to catch some of it in my mouth. The guy fucking me rubbed it over my face then pulled out of me and flipped me over. He had me on my back on the dirty floor. He got on top of me and pulled my legs up, as he pushed his cock back in to me announcing "I'm gonna breed your butt right here on the floor." "Fill him up," answered Keith approvingly. I looked up and saw that Keith had gotten naked too. One of the guys was sucking his cock and I knew I was going to get his load too. The guy fucking me pumped harder and then pushed in and held still. I could feel his throbbing cock as he unloaded up my hole. "Fuck, you are a total whore," he said. "Yeah, but he's my whore," said Keith as he pulled me up off the floor. He bent me over and slid his cock in to my cum filled cunt. "Oh, baby. This is too fucking hot! I'm going to want to do this again and again." "Whatever you want, I'll do," I said. Keith pumped harder and soon yelled out, "Here it comes, baby, your last load of the day!" as he unloaded his cum inside me. I shot my load all over the floor after he pulled out and the other guys watched as we got dressed. I had cum still leaking from my cock and my ass. I smelled like a whore after we left but Keith still had to go shopping. I was a little embarrassed to be like that in public but as I had told Keith, "I'll do whatever you want."

I have experienced this for a long time. Outwardly I present myself has a masculine man. Others perceive me as a top. My dick is not huge 7.5. My size is not big 5’4” and my weight is not over the standard for my size 135#. I am not sure why but I get asked to top a lot. I am poz so maybe that is why.

Been there... told her I was curious to try. She said I was nuts and wasn't going to support it. She's gone. LOL (there were other issues). Since then, I have made it clear to any woman I have had sex with that I enjoy sex with guys just as much.... as one other poster mentioned - for some chicks that is a deal breaker right at the start, so no time wasted. Other chicks? Some of them don't mind at all... and in fact I have shared a few cocks with a few women FWB. In my experience - I have had a lot of women tell me it would turn them on to see their partner suck dick... it is just not generally accepted in some circles. So, I changed circles. Grin.

One of my exgirlfriends didn't and let's say she didn't like it, eventually ending up in a broken relationship. Since then i've always told my grilfriends i like to suck cock and much more. Sometimes that has led to not going into a relationship to start with, but at least they know upfront, and know what they are getting into. Luckily my wife knows, and let's enjoy 😅 from time to time.

Newly vaccinated I was on a trip to Massachusetts to see my family after a year and a half. This time I decided to get a hotel room to explore while I was there. It’s always a challenge to find the time to be a cumdump while visiting family and friends. One night I was able to carve out the opportunity to set up times to meet with 2 tops from BBRT. Both tops were eager to eat ass and unload. When I had asked the second top if he would be OK with used hole, he told me he’d eat anything out. Top number one arrived to find me in a darkened room with my ass up. He immediately started using his tongue to probe and rim... nibbling the soft pink flesh of my hole. After about 15 minutes, he lined up his rod and started to push into me. I hadn’t realized I had gotten so tight over the past year due to lack of use. I relaxed as best I could and he was able to stretch me open to shove in. Thank God for lube. I remained tight the entire time and he didn’t last too long. With a groan, he ejaculated into me and then collapsed on me; his sweat dripping onto my back. Top number two spent a good hour slurping the load out of me and using his tongue, fingers and thumb to titillate my hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat the whole time. His 7 inches was rockhard the entire time. When he was ready, he flipped me over on my back and thrust in with my legs over his shoulders. Despite the previous fuck my hole still needed to stretch to accommodate his girth. The top that has been so sweet and tender while tonguing me turned aggressive and shoved in hard. He began fucking like a jackhammer and then pushed me on my side directing me to stretch my ass cheeks so he could go in deeper. He grabbed a handful of my hair yanking my head back thrusting harder and faster till his load spurted deep into me. He left me that night with come dripping out of my ass and when I returned home I ordered a set of anal plugs so I can stretch my hole back into shape!

Adam had a pretty standard childhood until he was mid teens when his father died and his mother turned to the bottle. He tried to finish school but by time graduation rolled around he was busy working odd jobs for construction crews, a local tow operation and a landscaper and with failing grades and less than half the credits needed he dropped out. At 18 he was quite striking, blond haired, 6 feet tall, 195 lbs, with a strong build with an above average hairy body. He was known for his quick smile by most but soon it was his quick ass and massive log of a cock 9" uncut and over 6" around, that garnered him the most attention in his life. He never thought of himself as gay or even bisexual - but knew that his fantasies were far off the norm. He had found websites on each of his most taboo fantasies from Ass to Mouth all the way to Zoo he had jerked off to each and every subject - but still had only had sex with a few random 'slut' girls from his highschool days. That all changed shortly after his 18th birthday when he went out for a beer with one of the roofers from the latest house build he was working on. At this point he had no construction trades ticket so clean up and 'helper' were the best jobs he could land. The roofer seemed to have money to burn and Adam was eager to find out more about how he could land some of the big 'roof' money himself. Jason the roofer was close to 35 but looked like a MMA fighter, tight rope like muscles and more tats than any one man should have but with metal hanging from piercings all over his body. The beer turned into several which turned into a quick run through Wendy's drive-through and back to Jason's pad for more beer and maybe a line or two (his treat) and a few other party favours. A few hours later the 2 were ripped, stripped to their underwear due to the heat from their ongoing PNP and with the continual deep confessions Adam eventually let slip some of his jerk-off fantasies (nothing gay he kept telling Jason - honest!). Jason normalized it and even let a few of his own raunchy thoughts out - relaxing Adam more. Then an idea was born - the kind that can only be fleshed out and made real by the consumption of copious amounts of booze and comfort chems... Adam was almost a fucking virgin to sex... he had to try out each kinky act A to Z. Twenty minutes later Adam was attempting his first alphabetic fantasy. Anal How he got there will always be a blur but he knew he had always wanted something in his ass more than his finger and the few candles and carrots he had attempted to fuck himself with before this. Now he was on his hands and knees with Jason spraying WD40 onto his hole (cold and caused the chute to tighten) but then again his ass puckered at the fear (desire) of Jason's 7 thick cut and curved inches going into his ass. That and the massive prince albert ring that overshadowed his large cock head. and in case anyone is asking WTF is with WD40 - it was because that's all Jason had in the house at that moment (he didn't cook and had no lube) - plus he used it to jerkoff and loved the slide. Adam took the cock - pierced head and all - and knew in that moment that he was made to be filled with cock. He loved how the metal was cold at first deep inside him he felt the ring touch his 'soul' which he now knew existed and was deep inside his ass chute. There was no foreplay - no kissing - this was about Adam taking a cock Anal. On one back stroke Jason let out a disgusted grunt and pulled right out. Fuck Dude - look at the skid marks your leaving on my cock - he moved to Adams face to show him Adam looked at it and then up at Jason - waiting Ass to Mouth seemed to be said silently between them and Jason stepped closer and suddenly his cock was at Adams lips. Adam opened his mouth and leaned forward to devour the fat cock - pierced ring bouncing off his front teeth then molars. Jason moaned - oh fuck that's such a fucking PIG thing to do - Fuck dude you are one sick fucker... but then so am I. After 3 or four more sucks on his cock Jason pulled out and went back to the ass. You know your also ticking off B - Bareback is best because when you fuck raw you are marking that ass with your cum. Adam agreed - his head was floating his ass was sore but craving more of that good pain and he wanted Jason to keep fucking - yes Bareback was best. (compared to what? he had only fucked 2 chicks both raw cause they were on the pill - they said - and had never worn a condom) Jason started to moan more as he fucked Adam harder and somehow deeper than he had earlier. Adam new from the faster breathing that Jason was close so he started to jerk his own cock with one hand using his other to hold himself up under the increased force of Jason's thrusts. Tell me you want me to cum inside you - say it! Jason barked at Adam Yes - God yes cum inside me - drown me with your cum. Adam said the words like it was something he had rehearsed for years - not like someone who had never before this day had so much as a jerkoff session with another guy You tell anyone and I will fuckin kill you understand? Jason said as he fucked faster and faster But your gonna be my cum dump bitch aren't you? Say it - he was slamming so hard Adam lost his balance and was face first slammed into the mattress. SAY IT! YES! YES! I am your cum dump I will never tell anyone I swear just use me Uhhhgggg - Adam started to shoot his load below him into his hand and the mattress - and at that moment he felt the cock in his ass pump up even more and he knew he was being bred. Jason unloaded deep and held it there - dropping his full weight onto Adams back. Adams cock continued to throb and pulse as it pushed out the last drops of cum into the bed beneath them both. Eventually Adam stirred and raised up slipping his cock out - the ring making a pop sound as it emerged. Bit of blood - bit of shit - a lot of cum - not bad Jason said as he stood up beside the bed to check his reducing fuck stick. Adam spun around and started to eagerly suck on it - tasting the tang of shit the saltiness of the cum and the copper taste of the bit of blood marked along the length of the softening rod. 30 minutes later they were back on the couch having done another line each - drank a few shots of tequila and talked about plans for Adam to help out with some roofing. Cant pay you more than helper wages but we can find some extra cash for you on the side - I have some friends that will be very eager to help you with your alphabet. Fuck Yes Please Adam all but gushed. A, Anal (and ass to mouth) B, Bareback (and breeding) C, Cum Dump - I may need to try these all again, but let's get onto D! More to cum? Hope you like this tale - lets say it is ALL fiction ok?

I won’t pretend I understand much of that. But it’s pretty clear from what you’ve written that you’re watching our backs, so thank you.

I love unplanned anonymous breedings! Right before Covid, I stopped at a Starbucks in Manhattan Beach, CA. It was in a strip mall type place with a small parking deck behind it. I was in a t-shirt, flip-flops, and loose workout shorts. I sat outside to enjoy my coffee. A tall older worked out daddy type guy was sitting opposite me drinking his coffee and reading. I was noticing his big worked out sexy legs, tight shorts and tank top. I caught his eye a few times, he mine. He shifted in his chair and scratched his crotch, only he pulled his shorts back and I could see under his table both balls out of his shorts and the tip of his uncut cock sticking out. I pulled on my shorts so he could see my cock. Soon we were looking at each other, he mouthed the words, “let me fuck you.” I nodded my head, yes, but thought where? Parking deck, car. So I stood up, nodded my head for him to follow me. I started walking away to the back where my SUV was parked. I looked back to see if he was following me. He was getting up from his table. I walked all the way back to the parking deck, waited until I knew he saw me turn in. Then I walked up the ramp. He was following. I turned by my SUV, I opened the driver door and the back passenger door so no one could see me from the ramp. I stripped off my shorts and threw them on the drivers seat, spit and lubed my hole and stood bent over the drivers seat, ass pushed out, face down. I heard him walk up, slipped by the passenger door, felt his hand on my ass, his fingers in my hole. His shorts came off, he’s spitting and jerking himself. Then the tip of his cock is at my hole. He pushes in...he was big and it hurt a little, but he was slow and spit more. Then he was fucking, holding my hips. He was dripping sweat on my back. He fucked me a good 5 minutes or so. He held back the noises as he nutted inside me. His body shook. He Kept his cock inside my hole until his cock was limp. It falls out. He puts his shorts on and heads out. I reach for my shorts, put them on. I’m wet. He never said a single word to me and I didn’t look after he walked away. I’ve never seen him again. I drove home with cum leaking out of me!

Part 8 - Subservience His arse ached most of the morning as a constant reminder of how wrong the night before had gone. Affording himself a chuckle at the private memory, he couldn't deny it had sparked a fire inside, one of thrilling enjoyment for the most part. The fourth time Mike had fucked him was more aggressive almost punctuating each thrust in devilish enjoyment. Sampson looked over at Marlon and had a new found respect for him knowing how he felt on the receiving end of Sampson's furious fucking. In fact Sampson felt like a whole new person until he remembered that he had his appointment that afternoon. In a quiet few minutes between jobs Sampson discreetly opened the hook up app and saw a message from Mike, tempted to block the account as he always did after meeting the guy his curiosity got the better of him and he opened the message. His eyes darting across the words 'You tried to steal from me now you owe me and I own you. You will come without question when I want you.', the words seemed normal enough but when you knew who they came from they took on a different meaning. Sampson was finding it hard to stop reading the message, his hand seemed to glide on its own to his cock that was hard as nails under his jeans. His finger poised over the block button slowly moved away and instead he locked his phone. He felt nervous looking up at the blue and white sign following the indicators along the corridor to the lifts and up to the second floor, he pushed open the double doors to the Sexual Health clinic and wandered over to the reception. After his details were checked he was told to wait in the Male waiting room down the corridor, the alcove leading off to several consultation room had two men already seated, one on his phone the other staring ahead blankly who glanced at Sampson taking his seat. Checking the time on his phone he was 10 minutes early for his appointment, an agonising wait loomed ahead he thought. The door to consulting room two opened and a tall striking young Asian man called out the name David looking directly at the man on his phone. He stood and smiled and they both said hello like they were old friends about to catch up over a drink before the door closed. A few minutes passed and the door opened again and they both walked out and crossed the corridor disappearing from view, the young doctor reappeared and entered the room closing the door. Another doctor appeared and the other man looked up and smiled and followed him in to room one. Sampson sat there alone for a moment looking around at the posters on the wall relating to HIV, drugs and other sexual diseases. Another much younger guy arrived who was slightly cocky and arrogant in his swagger and took at seat nodding at Sampson, he sat there pretending to be on his phone but discreetly checking Sampson out. The door to room two opened again and Dr Minchin called out Sampson's name, he stood watching the doctor smile at him as he passed by in to the consultation room and hearing the door close as he was invited to take a seat. The whole experience went by in a daze, the words coming from the mouth of the doctor appear to him to be forming slowly with Sampson trying to take in everything that was being said to him. The phrases bantered around in his brains 'refrain from unsafe sex practice' and 'infectious to sexual partners'. The worst was hearing the phrase 'with HIV' over and over sending a spine chilling shake through his body. This can't be he thought to himself wavering on a complete breakdown. The tone changing in the doctors voice was now full of hope and promise bringing Sampson back to his senses listening diligently to the doctor. "From your reaction I guess this is quite a shock to you?" Dr. Minchin asked. Sampson stared at him for a moment "Yes, I mean, well I don't understand, how long is it in me?". Dr. Minchin nodded "Well it is established so I guess 10 months to over a year by your viral load". The doctor spent a long time explaining things in more detail and the emphasis put on medication if Sampson wanted to live a normal life and remain healthy. Sampson started to calm down inside and saw the reality as it was and agreeing to go on medication immediately. It was a slight relief to understand now why he had been feeling so ill over the last few months, but the anxiety remained and he felt alone in the world crying out inside to be with someone to tell him everything would be alright. Sampson stood and followed the doctor to the treatment room to have further blood tests and collect his medication. Walking out in to the male waiting room behind the doctor a new person was sat waiting with his head lowered tapping his foot on the carpet nervously. Sampson noticed the gold chain around his neck recognising it immediately, it was the same as the one he had collected from a guy a few weeks back. Allan looked up the clocked eyes with Sampson, his eyebrows raised recognising him and was about to say something when Sampson turned back quickly and hurried along behind the doctor in to the nurses room. His heart thumping away in his chest and questioning if it was Allan who gave it to him, it couldn't have been since the doctor believes he has had it nearly a year. Sampson stood listening whilst the doctor spoke and handed over a file to male nurse who was gathering vials from a draw. The doctor turned to Sampson "Martin here will take your blood work then you can go" he said. Sampson nodded "Thank you" he replied sitting down in the chair, the doctor smiled. "Martin the other new patient has arrived" the doctor informed the nurse. Martin looked up and nodded "Two in one day" he quietly remarked putting on latex gloves. Sampson watched Martin who was very attractive "Relax Sampson I will use the soft needle" he chuckled. Sampson afforded himself a feeble smile watching the door close behind the doctor, he knew that the guy sat outside wasn't the one responsible, but worse Sampson realised he could be the guilty culprit of infecting him and certainly didn't want to see him. Sitting there he wished the nurse would hurry up so he could flee quickly and not have to face the guy. Luckily Allan was still in with Dr. Minchin and his escape through the twisting long corridors of the hospital was hurried and unable to breathe properly until he sat in his 4x4 and drove away back to the commune. He spent the next few hours searching the internet about HIV and came across several interesting sites that talked about poz, pozzing, stealthing, breeding, knocking up. Shocked to learn that they were terms used in a variety of ways to describe the deliberate act of infecting someone. Slowly he put the sums together and remembered Mike using a few of those words the other night, it took a few minutes to realise that his cock was hard and had leaked some precum reading these and how turned on it had made him. A lot of his anxiety cleared when reading more and how people lived and carried on like nothing was wrong with them. Sampson leaned back on the bed and unlocked his phone to see a message from Mike on the hook up app '8pm Friday night, my balls are full and getting backed up ready to breed you again'. If there was a moment of hesitancy in Sampson it was fleeting and gone within a second, there was absolutely no question and he typed a reply 'CU at 8pm', putting the phone down he laid back on the bed smiling understanding now that Mike thought he was getting him infected. This thought alone aroused Sampson pulling his cock out and gently masturbating at the thought the smooth muscular body dominating him in to submission, the boots he wore and used with great effect hooking Sampson's legs painfully apart immobilised him totally during their third fuck that night. Then the way his eyes looked deep in to Sampson's after ejaculating his load, almost as though he was silently telling him what he was doing. He breathed heavily looking at his raised hand that dripped with his own cum before falling asleep. Sampson parked his 4x4 not far away from Mike's flat and feeling a few nerves creeping in he was sure how the evening would go sex wise. He still felt embarrassed about the attempt to steal the cock ring and unsure what sort of reception he would get. The door opened and Sampson stepped inside and immediately he was told to strip off his clothing and leave them by the front door folded neatly. Mike stood there in his boots bleached jeans that were fashionably held up by red braces that looped over his naked torso. The sight of him had already brought Sampson in to a submissive state, he finished folding his socks and underwear then feeling it was the right thing to do he kneeled down with his head bowed. Mike walked out of the kitchen and was beyond happy when he saw Sampson on his knees looking at the floor, completely submissive and a tinge of shame he thought. "I was going to give you a hard time tonight" Mike said softly, "But you know your place". Mike walked around Sampson in a couple of circles "You need to build my trust in you again" he said. Sampson nodded still looking down. "Earn my respect and service my needs" Mike softly said. He nodded again. "If you do then you can sleep in the bed with me" Mike informed him. Sampson had not planned on staying the night "The night?" he questioned. "Yes" Mike replied, "If you fail you will sleep on the floor chained up" he finished saying. Sampson nodded again then felt and smelt leather going around his neck looking up "What?" he asked. Mike stroked Sampson's head "Do not concern yourself" he cooed softly in a loving way. Only catching a brief glimpse of the two inch thick collar snaking around his neck where Mike then made light work of securing it in place. The padded leather collar against his skin was secure but not tight and Sampson could feel two cool metal points against each side of his neck. Mike leaned down and kissed Sampson delicately, a kiss that reinforced an element of trust in what Mike was doing. Mike held up a wrist restraint "Left arm" he commanded. Sampson saw the leather wrist restraint and raised his arm. "Good boy" Mike said securing it. "Right arm" Mike now commanded and Sampson obeyed watching Mike securing with ease. Mike stood back and looked at Sampson peering up at him "Stand up" he said. Feeling vulnerable Sampson stood wavering if this was a bad idea coming here "Please" he said. Mike smiled and kissed him "You have nothing to worry about" he said smirking at Sampson. Mike raised Sampson left wrist attaching it to the collar "Can't let you try and steal again". Sampson nodded and raised his own right wrist to Mike's approval "Bedroom!" he commanded. Sampson now noticed Mike had a leash in his hand and attached it to the collar treating Sampson like a dog on a lead so he couldn't stray too far away. Mike lead the way pulling Sampson behind him with gentle tugs, many things were now going through Sampson's mind but the overriding thought was how he really was at the mercy of him. The thoughts going through his head did nothing to quell his erection from a sense of erotic pleasure he was feeling. Mike closed the bedroom door and walked up behind Sampson kissing his neck above the collar, his arms wrapping around Sampson's body slowly caressing his chest and nipples. The small whimpering sounds escaping Sampson's mouth, his arse pushing back in to Mike's groin area, he could feel Mike's erection under the denim fabric, Mike responding by grinding his cock against the flesh. His hands slowly wandered down grabbing Sampson's cock where he tapped it hard several times making Sampson buckle at his knees and whimper louder. Mike bit Sampson's neck 'You are getting way too much pleasure from this' he said letting go and reaching over to the top draw of the dressing table. Sampson's eyes followed his movement and saw Mike retrieve a hefty piece of shiny metal that had multiple metal rods all spaced apart but in the shape of a cock. Sampson realised that this was no toy to go up your arse it was more of a cage, he had read about them months ago and was frightened to see one in real life. Sampson felt the ring sliding down his shaft then winced with his left testicle being pushed through a metal ring with some force, then the right one. Desperately wanting to reach down but his wrists were secured preventing him to touching his cock. Mike spun Sampson around and smiled at him holding his cock, slowly he edged the cage around Sampson's cock. Sampson looked down seeing the cage just fit over the head of his cock, it was no coincidence that he felt the pain watching his cock being forced into the cage making him gasp several times. The worst part was it did nothing quell his erection. Suddenly he felt the head of his cock suppressed up against the top small ring holding the bars in place, he heard a click and saw the small shiny padlock secured in place. His cock was now completely caged in and weighted down, straining against the bars containing his shaft and preventing it from expanding any more. Sampson couldn't stop looking down and again his cock strained within its prison causing him to moan in a pleasure he had never felt before. The erotic provoking thoughts kept running through his head and it took a moment to realise that Mike was standing there watching Sampson and completely enjoying Sampson's sexual reaction. Sampson looked at Mike who inched closer until his lips secured against Sampson and his tongue dug in to his mouth in a hard assertive kiss. His hands cupping Sampson's buttocks and holding him up against Mike whilst they kissed for what seemed like hours to Sampson. Lowered on to the bed Sampson looked up at Mike who undid the buttons on his flies and extracted his cock freeing it from his jeans. The hands raising Sampson's legs and holding them aloft allowed Mike to freely guide his cock to Sampson's arse, wriggling his hips until the he found the hole and slowly pushing until the head broke through the resistance. His eyes closed and started to water at the pain of the dry cock wrenching his hole open, his back lifting off the bed in his powerless state. Sampson gasped and cried out several times, almost like magic the pain eased up and the cock continued moving inside his body with ease. Mike rolled his eyes knowing he had released some precum already and he pushed deep until his silver cock ring dug against Sampson's flesh. The excitement he felt knowing he was going to add more of his dirty load in to Sampson, tonight was about ensuring the virus level was topped and maintained at a steady level to increase the chances to converting his new boy. Mike paid attention to Sampson hearing the small clinking sounds of his wrists attached to the collar. Leaning forward and forcing his cock deeper had the desired effect of Sampson opening his mouth, he spat in to it then kissed him hard. Their tongues battled against each other in their sexual state, the hands wriggling against the restraint being his only way Sampson could express his guilty pleasure. Mike drew his hips back and jabbed in hard made Sampson kiss him even harder. There was an incredible sexual match between them that burned through both their bodies, yearning for each other it was frightening to them both how in tune their sex seemed to naturally flow. Mike was unable to hold himself back and steadying himself on his arms he looked down at Sampson and those green eyes. They stared back with such intensity that Mike lost control and fucked Sampson hard until his balls jumped and his cock pulsed spewing his toxic seed as deep as he could get inside Sampson. The cock cage did nothing to stop Sampson, the tightness of the confine added to his arousal as large dollops of his seed seeped out, his head arching back and growling in a noise Mike had never heard before. Unwavering Mike held firm with his cock deep inside Sampson, hard painful jolts coming from Mike's hips in destructive force reverberated through Sampson's body until the last of the orgasm subsided. Mike watched Sampson who looked bewildered for a moment, he had never seen anyone orgasm in such a powerful state that it knocked his boy for ten and disappear in to his own dreamy state. Frantically Mike released the wrist restrains and kissed Sampson with a mad passion. His hips full of energy continued pounding away at Sampson in an uncontrollable and desperate need to breed him again, their fingers and hands entwinned holding each other and their inability to stop kissing drowning them both in a sea of passion. Mike teasingly pulled his cock half way out of Sampson before pushing it back in a little, his eyes focused on Sampson's cock and its ability to still lift the hefty cock cage up and down from his teasing. Mike was completely enthralled by him and leant over grabbing his phone to take a picture as a keepsake. Discarding his phone he bored down devouring Sampson and his arse for several hours. Sampson's hand went down towards his cock he needed to rub it hard, his hand met the steel cage unable to touch his erection properly. A sexual panic and need raced through his body, still powerless he could only look up at Mike and clamp his hands around his neck pulling him down to kiss him. The pearly glow of beads of sweat running down both their bodies as Mike drew to a slow down and released his now sore lips and tongue from kissing Sampson so hard, raising his head and thrusting down hard a delivered another orgasm deep to the core of Sampson. He laid there whining desperately seeking to get at his cock to fulfil his sexual need to orgasm fully. Mike ran his tongue down Sampson's body then reached out for the key and unlocked the cock cage gently removing it allowing it to expand fully. "Now you can jerk yourself off" Mike said shifting up the bed on the his knees. Sampson just stared in bewilderment before his mouth automatically opened. "Good boy" Mike said. Sampson slowly worked on Mike's cock and began to stroke his cock, it was sticky yet slippery from all the precum and cum that had leaked out whilst caged up. Mike pulled his cock back until just the head was between his lips and released a short bust of piss in to Sampson's mouth. His eyes flew open wide in shock but Mike quickly held Sampson's head still 'Swallow!' he commanded. Despite the horrific thought of piss in his mouth he closed his eyes and breathed through his nose then gulped it down. As much as he wanted to panic Mike held Sampson down watching him furiously jacking his cock fast until his hips bucked upwards allowing his cum to freely express the arousal in his body, several large streams shooting high in the air and almost floating before landing back on his chest. His back arching in tune with his orgasm, his tongue swirling around the head of Mike's cock and suckling on it like a baby. Despite his temptation to piss again Mike knew better and would take his time, it was clear then he was going to enjoy taking his cute toy on a journey of exploration. A deep emotional satisfaction washed over him lying on the bed staring up in to nothing, his body still aroused didn't want it to end. Mike watched him so diligently admiring how erotic Sampson's body wriggled on the bed and the moans that still escaped his mouth from being exploited, he laid down with their bodies close and allowed Sampson to rest his head in the crook of his neck. Never had Sampson thought his manliness would be put to the test or even won over by another man. But Mike had truly shattered the world he saw through his eyes, transforming him by displaying powerful dominating and thrilling seduction that itself intoxicating, essences that poured out of this masculine specimen of a human being. The dull lamp providing enough light in the quietness of the bedroom, a finger delicately teasing Sampson's hole, the way Mike looked at him made him melt. Their lips barely touched before slipping in to another long bout of kissing before they fell asleep.

I work in construction a new job which I just started. As my Forman was showing me around this enormous shopping center that we are working on he asked me to give him a hand in the basement. He took me down a few corridors and into this dark room. He put out some party favors and told me that it’s ok not to be nervous. After I did a few lines of coke with him he took off his tool belt and began undoing his pants pulling out his fat cock with a smile. He then says I had a feeling that I recognized you from grinder and read on your profile what a cock cum hungry whore you are. I wound up naked down to my panties going down on him and getting fucked. The next day it wasn’t just him but 6 other guys from the crew that joined in. They welcomed me to the crew and showed me my position. At the end of each day I wait for them on this dirty mattress dressed up like a dirty street whore and let them take turns seeding me sending me home a leaking hot mess.

Sometimes I think about the fact that out there in the world there are men who have been inside my body and know what I feel like inside, and not only do I not know who they are, there is no way now that I can ever know. There have been so many of them. Sometimes the only thing I know about a man is the way his penis feels as it cunts me, and when he’s done I don’t turn to look at him, and then then the door closes - and I realize that I will never know anything more than the feeling of his raw cock using me. In moments like that my purpose in serving men is clearer to me than any other time.

I have never once thought about the effect of the load in me to the next guy fucking me. If we fuck raw we accept the chance of catching something.

Picture it. 2005. My spouse and I, 20 years of togetherness. Both of us are HIV neg. We bareback each other, and are generally monogamous except for when we play together (or on my occasional side trysts to the ABS or sex grounds at the local park). Anyhow, we were on vacation In Hawaii, specifically in Oahu. Vacation means, well, vacation. On the occasions I can get my usually-very-vanilla-husband to do anything different, vacation can be a good time, especially as we are both more relaxed when away from home. I’m definitely the kinkier, and likely the hornier of the two of us, so I had done my research. In the past when traveling we've visited sex clubs in New York, Prague, Hong Kong, and Dallas, but on this occasion, when driving across Oahu, I suggested we stop at an adult bookstore in Wahiawa about which I had read interesting reviews. As it was mid-day, I thought it might be a long shot, but as the place was quite literally on our route around the island, there wasn't any downside to stopping in. Upon entering the place we found the typical ABS set up: a register with some retail shelves up front, and in back there was a small hallway off of which was a line of doors for each of the numerous individual viewing booths. The place was small and clean, but it was empty. So we waited. After some time we heard some movement and the soundtrack from a video emanating from the only occupied booth. So we waited so more. After some more time, I was getting bored, especially knowing we had a relatively busy day planned, so I suggested to my spouse "Hey, why don’t we go into adjoining booths, and I’ll blow you through the glory hole in between the two booths?" He liked that idea, probably because I don't usually particularly enjoy sucking his dick as he almost never comes that way, so it turns-out feeling too much like work, or sort of like what I imagined foreplay with a woman would be like. In any event I don't often blow him, but under the circumstances it seemed like the best way to salvage the visit, and, after all, fair is fair. He goes in the booth at the end of the hall, and I slip into the next one, still no one in sight. I scrape the chair out of my way and I’m down on my knees. He unzips, pulls his flaccid dick out, puts his crotch to the hole. Mine for the taking. I hear him pressing buttons trying to find a video he likes. I don’t care what’s on my screen. There’s a gay movie on and the moaning and sex sounds are perfect. God I love these places. My bf likes to be blown slow, especially at first. So I fondle his dick. I smell it. I take his balls in my palm and pull forward on his dick, nuzzling it with my nose and making it grow. As his shaft lengthens, I can get the head in my mouth, ever so gently. I go to work on that spot on the underside, right where the head, the shaft, and the hole all come together. No man can resist that. I swirl my tongue around it and feel his erection fill out fully hard. Now I can really get that dick wet. I wrap my teeth with my lips and slide all the way down, getting it slippery with spit. He’s not a big pre-cummer my bf. So I bang the back of my throat a little as I’m gently going up and down on it. I want some of my throat snot to get things really viscous. His dick is getting harder, wetter, and more into a rhythm going in and out of my mouth. Oh yeah we are getting somewhere. . . Not too long and I get a little light flash in the corner of my eye. I hear a door behind me close and the partition superstructure shake. I pull off my bf’s dick to look. There behind me in the glory hole to the booth on the other side of mine is this face. HOLY FUCK. It’s this jarhead face. Gone in a second. FUCK MAN! HOT SOLDIER BOY. There are some sort of barracks near here aren’t there? My heart skipped a beat. That haircut never lies. I imagine one of dozens of tumblr pictures - a soldier boy, in the desert, waving a gun, dick out, friend taking a pic of it. FUCK man THINK FAST. Hot solider in the booth next to me. C’MON FAST!! Boyfriend’s spit shiny junk is in my hand, with my spit dripping down the hair on his balls. I let go with a squeeze. Stand up. Drop my shorts. Turn around. Put my ass at the hole and I trace down it with his dick. He loves my ass. This’ll distract him. And I just want to SEE the soldier. Just a peek. I’m feeling his hand on my ass. Boyfriend took that hint. He’s caressing it. Spreading my cheeks. I’m bending over to look in the glory hole beyond. UNF. I feel a hot breath on my hole. BF loves sticking tongue in me. Makes me a little squirrelly, so we don’t do it that often. My focus is across the way anyhow. I see movement. He’s too close to see his face again. And it’s dark. Bless whoever designed this place. Perfect size. I have my ass at one hole and my face at the other. I hook a finger through, and try to look up. FUCK I feel my spouse’s tongue in my ass. But the soldier . . . unzipping his pants . . . hand goes in . . .wrestles out his already hard dick. It is maybe seven inches, curves up, reminds me of my cousin's (that's a different story). My mouth waters. HOT DAMN He puts it through the hole, downy covered nuts and all. I stroke down it with my hand. Powder soft and dry. Once. Twice. Watch it bob. I find that spot between his balls where his juices originate and work a finger up up the underside of his shaft. Fuck yes! A huge drop of precum appears. So tempting to eat. But I rub it around the mushroom head. It makes his dick dance and quiver. Slippery. Musky. Ready to suck. I start going down on the shaft and HUH there's my partner's dick pressing at my backdoor. My mind swoons with dick sensation overload. I rarely get fucked, and never starting bent over like this. NEVER have though a glory hole. Have I ever been spit roasted? Brace yourself! Think about the dick in your mouth! Dont lose rhythm! Fuck! He pushes into my ass. The pain! Ah, but the smell of the dick in front of me. I'm trying to flex and relax both, letting the dick work into my ass. My own dick is rock hard bobbing around, drooling webs of precum all over the place. "Some pig", it might spell out on the floor. Here I am on vacation, mid day, in a booth in the dark, with my bf's cock in my ass, and a soldier's in my mouth. And I want cum from both. I am getting into a rhythm with the dick stroking in and out of my ass. My mouth stroking up and down on the dick in front of me. You know how there’s blowing a dick, and then there’s blowing a dick to cumpletion? I mean in my experience there is a point where you know the dick in your mouth can cum that way. When it starts juicing? When the hips start bucking? I knew that soldier was going to feed me his load. When - damn - suddenly no dick in my ass and <poke poke> my bf is poking me on the ass cheek with his finger. I do NOT want to lose momentum on the dick in front of me. But reluctantly, I pull off and turn around to ask my spouse “What?!” My ass is there at the solider’s side. “There’ rub it against that” is what I was thinking. Up to this point I’d swapped plenty of glory hole head, but never fucked through one. UNF the soldier slides his dick right in me. HOLY FUCK A STRANGE DICK UP MY ASS BAREBACK. I push back on it. Rock hard 20 something soldier dick. Inside me. Not what I’d planned. I wince and hide what’s going on from my bf’s view. He would FREAK at a stranger’s raw dick inside me. “I can’t cum this way,” my boyfriend says. “I am going to rinse off.” “Is it dirty?” I ask. “No,” he replies. “But you know me. This is too much.” Vanilla is as vanilla does. “Okay, I’ll go next,” I say. And he’s out his booth door. I hadn’t even focused on the soldier cock stroking in and out of me. I squeeze my ass and look over my shoulder. His fingers are grasping the top of the partition between us for leverage. He’s speeding up, hitting it harder. My thoughts are filled with his flared mushroom head wondering if it’d swell up get hard and red before he shoots? I was thinking of his precum in the back of my throat climbing up out my nose, now in my ass making it slick making it ready. Use that hole man. He gets louder louder UHNN UHHN I press back hard willing it wanting it. UHHNN UHHN He STOPS. I feel the twitch. My ass goes from lubed to wet. I feel the fluid filling me. FUCK! First time . . . a stranger unloading in my ass. Should I be scared? Guilty? UHHN he rocks it back and forth making me feel it squish - his dick in its own ejaculate. Rapidly softening he slips it out of me. Fuck! What have I done? My spouse is coming back in like a minute and I . . . Standing there with my legs shaking, my dick is a sticky mess I haven’t touched it, but there’s plenty of lube. In ten strokes I push a finger from my other hand in my hole and feel the soldier’s load there. I BLAST one of the largest loads of my life onto the laminate partition wall. It trails down and pools on the floor. I said this place was clean. Too bad. I hope it’s still there for the next guy. Maybe the clerk will come lick it up? There’s my bf’s face at the hole. “C’mon, let’s go.” “I’m coming! Just a sec. Let me clean up a little here . . .” On the way out, he says to me, “ Hey did you hear that one guy cumming? Someone was having fun.” He has no idea.

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

Are there tops out there that like their bottoms chubby? Large chunky fat guys? I know society is all about "fit" and "young" and all that stereotypical stuff, but does anyone else like a nice big fat ass to breed?

This is my first time trying to write a story, English is not my native tongue either so bear with me. I hope at least someone finds my story hot to read. First a little backstory, this is somewhat based on one of my adventures with some adjustments to make it even sexier. I grew up on the southwest coast of Sweden, which, during the summer, gets a lot of tourists from other countries. Now, when I was really small I learned there was a nudist beach about 15 minutes from my home, and when I began experimenting with sex, I found out quite early that I loved being a submissive slut. As I understood the nudist beach was one of the biggest cruising spots in the area, attracting gay men from all over Europe. I just had to visit, so one day, gathered my courage and rode my bike to beach. At this point I was of legal age and had been fucked by ten or so different guys, so I knew I loved it. Arriving at the beach, I parked my bike and walked down on a path through the woods to the beach. I had brought sandals, my swimming trunks, a t-shirt, a towel, a condom, lube and a small bag. Just before I had taken my time to shave myself really smooth and had taken a small enema to clean my ass out. My heart rate picked-up considerably when I saw the sign. "Nudist Beach Ahead." I continued past the sign, and undressed myself more quickly than I had ever done so before. There I was, entirely naked, nervous, horny and on the hunt for cock. I decided to scope the place out at first. As I had understood nothing actually happened at the beach, but rather in the zone between the dunes and the first treeline where stuff happened. I walked down on the beach, where I encountered several couples and guys who were apparently alone. Most of the men were older than I, and spoke German, or Danish or English. I have no idea how long I walked down on the beach but when I did not see anymore people I walked up towards the dunes and into the maze-like mix of tightly growing trees and dunes. The sight were blocked from all ways and I do not lie when I say it was like a maze. Suddenly I heard steps behind me, I looked back and there was a man. I looked down and realised his dick was hard and standing, Naturally I took a closer look at his dick, and thought it was about five inches, (12-13 cm). I wanted a larger cock, so I turned around and kept going. He kept walking a few steps behind me but then he was gone. I walked past two men having sex, they were both really old and they seemed busy. I decided not to disturb the, so I kept walking. I continued forward, and came to a little glade with wooden benches. As I was somewhat tired as a consequence of my lengthy hike across the sand, I spread my towel on the bench, and took a seat to rest for a few minutes. After a few minutes I heard steps. I looked back and I saw a fit guy, who looked like he was around 25, although he looked could have been as old as 35. Some people are blessed with good genes. His cock looked big, it was still soft but I understood that it had just been hard. I do not know how long he stood there, but he stared at my ass and I stared at his cock. I was the one to break the ice, the conversation went something like this. "Hey." "Hey. Nice ass." "Thanks. Nice cock." "Glad you like it. What are you here for?" "Ahh, a nice cock. Like yours." "Do you wanna taste it here?" I nodded and sat upright. The guy approached me, and held his cock out for my inspection. I took it into my mouth, sucked with pleasure, and it grew quickly in my mouth." "You know," he commented, "I actually came here looking for more then a blowjob." My inner slut screamed that it wanted his his cock inside my ass, so, after giving a bit more attention to his cock, I paused and said "I would love to get fucked," as I handed him the lube and the condom, stood-up, bent over, and presented my ass to him. I heard him open the bottle and then I felt two fingers pushed hard and deep inside me. I could not stop myself from moaning out loud. He finger-fucked me hard and deep for a little while. Then I heard him open the condom. I prepared myself for the cock. He pushed it inside deep and hard. At this point, a part from my dildo, his was the largest cock that had ever fucked me. He was also the most rough top I had encountered. He fucked me deep, hard and fast. I could feel my hole stretching, and being abused. I continually moaned. I could not understand what it was that hurt so much. The pain associated with this tryst was much worse than what I usually experienced when being fucked. Honestly, it was almost too painful. When I felt my tears welling-up in my eyes, I remarked as much to him. He replied, suggesting some sand must have gotten into my hole as his cock was hurting quite a lot to0. I heard a twig break and I looked up to see three old men watching as they jerked. The man who was nearest approached, and presented me with his cock. Naturally I sucked him without hesitation. The taste was really salty and he oozed more precum than I had ever before experienced. The other two men remained in the background, each jerking himself. I kept moaning in pain, both completely horned-up, but at the same time my ass felt unbelievably sore, almost as if it was burning. The top guy picked up the pace even more and I understood that he was about to cum, and sure enough, he moaned loudly, and grunted "Take my load you fucking fag." As I was certain he was wearing the condom, I thought he was just using dirty talk. Then quicker then quick he was gone, but it still felt like someone was fucking me as my ass still felt like it was on fire. About then the old man blew his load, which I swallowed, and he disappeared as quickly as had the top man. 'Enough is enough', I thought, and with that I picked-up my stuff when I felt something hit my leg. Looking down, a saw some red and white goo. I took a second to think and then I felt on my hole with my hand. Then, inspecting my hand, I could clearly see both a few drops of blood and cum on the fingers. I panicked, especially since I saw the condom, still unopened, tossed aside on the sand.

Last summer, when the first UK lockdown eased I was desperate to get out of the city for a few days so booked myself a pitch on a campsite. I got there late evening so pretty much just threw my tent up, ate and went to bed. The next day I got up early and took myself for a long walk. It was so lovely to be out in the countryside, particularly as it was a hot day and there were loads of cute guys with their tops off also out for a hike. I got back to the campsite at about 6pm and was really sweaty from a day of walking so I decided to go for a shower. The campsite has a shower block with a big gang shower for the men that would probably normally have enough showerheads for 10 guys. But due to Covid restrictions we were only alowed in 2 at a time. I waited my turn and when I finally got in there there was one guy already lathered up in the shower. I stripped down and took a shower as far from him as possible so we didn't break the rules. He was in his mid 30s, chunky but strong looking and hairy all over. I started soaping up and as I turned round to rinse off, I noticed he was staring at me with a big grin on his face and his fat hard cock in his hand, stroking it slowly. I got hard immediately! I gave him a little show and bent over to show him my hole so he could be sure what I wanted. There was a long queue outside so he asked which tent was mine and if he could come by later, when it was dark. I wasn't going to say no to him, I really wanted his big dick in me! We both dried off and went back to our tents. As I walked back to mine I noticed he went back to a group of tents with 4 or 5 other guys standing around them. I stoop outside my tent for a couple of minutes so he could be sure which one was mine and then made a quick bite to eat. After dinner I got inside my one man tent and read for a while. It was a warm night so I lay ontopof my sleeping bag in my briefs. It got dark around 10pm and I was reading by my head lamp for another hour before I heard footsteps outside my tent and the zip starting to move. He quickly moved inside and I turned the headlamp off to avoid giving the campsite an x-rated shadow puppet show! Before the light went out I saw he was just wearing a t-shirt and shorts. He whispered that I had a hot arse and he couldn't wait to fuck it. I got on all 4s and pulled my briefs down and he took no time grabbing my hips and shoving his face between my cheeks. His stubble felt great against them and his tongue was lapping at my hole. He kep stopping to spit on it and then worked it inside me with his tongue. It felt amazing! I was reaching back to pull my cheeks apart so he could get deeper inside me and he reached round and started to wank me off with my own precum as lube. After a while he stopped rimming me and I could hear him taking his clothes off. It was really dark by now so I couldn't see much. He told me to lay on my side and he lay behind me, spooning me. His cock was rock hard and rubbing between my arse cheeks as he rubbed his hairy body against my back and felt me all over. He asked if I was ok with bareback and I told him I wouldn't do it any other way. Then he lined himself up against my hole and pushed inside me. I was well lubed from the rimming and so desperate to have him in my that my hole put up no resistance. His dick was beer can thick and felt amazing in my hole. He fucked me really slow and deep for a while, pulling my head round so he could kiss me really deep and wet, with loads of tongue. Eventually he started to speed up and his breath got really heavy. He whispered that he was going to breed me deep and the rammed inside me, making me yelp! He convulsed for what felt like five minutes as he emptied his balls inside me. He kept holding me really close and didn't pull out. He stayed hard and asked if he could go again. I begged him to breed me again! This time he had me on my back and came again pretty quickly. He the played with my loose, cummy hole for a while with his fingers and kissed and me wanked me until I came. We fell asleep together, all cuddled up on top of my sleeping bag. When I woke up in the morning I was alone, still totally naked, with cum dried onto my arse and the tops of my legs. I reached round and fingered myself until the remains of his cum started to drip out of me. I collected as much as could and licked it all up off my fingers. Once I'd had breakfast, I went off for another walk. I hadn't had a shower do must have stunk of sweat and cum! I had to walk past his camp on my way out of the campsite and he was sat with his mates eating breakfast. They all gave me a round of applause and whooped as I went past, so he must have told them....I loved it!!

So the last guy I have top this week ask me to wash my hand with hand sanitizer but it was a bb breeding and I didn’t wear a mask so what is the point of hand sanitizer

I'm approaching a crisis in sexual identity, and am wondering if I'm alone in this plight, or if others are able to offer advice. Physically, I'm a top. I've got a huge cock that nobody can see past once I disrobe. My build and outward appearance is decidedly bearish-to-stocky. My, um, lower digestive tract refuses to cooperate with the concept of being penetrated. But mentally, emotionally, sexually, I am awakening to physical desires that are decidedly bottom. Actually, downright submissive. I'm somewhat at a crossroads in life, where I wonder if I should continue the embarrassing and disappointing sham of an existence as a top (and spend the remainder of my days in regret, while disappointing a further string of worthy subs) just to match my physical appearance. Limp cock and all. Or find a way to learn, transform, and modify myself into a bottom (if that's even possible). Not knowing where to begin, how to proceed, or what methods to persue. I know this is an extremely broad-ranging topic, but are there any others out there who are in, or have faced a similar situation? Living between two worlds where even 'versatility' is not an option. Where the decision between limp top and unfuckable bottom always just leads to... NO sex at all? 36 years old, by the way. Young enough to hope for the best in days to come, but old enough to know better from past experience.

[think before following links] https://dn0.newtumbl.com/img/63110/80068296/1/114242817/nT_y4xzbpydhqzrudv18sq73cab.mp4 This is how I want to be used!

I've got one married buddy whose wife knows he sucks cock, but not that he gives me his ass to breed as well. There was a time he wanted to come over and suck me while his wife waited in the car.

Well considering the site's contents we watch each other's backsides.

Hot start man! Looking forward to more.

Thank you for doing this.

Holy fuuuuuuck @losolent.

Anonymous sex is awesome and it never gets old. I have been with thousands of guys and most of them I have no idea what their name is. And I don't care either. I'm not out to date them. The pleasure of sodomy through copulation with other males is all I care about. Many had me in darker areas of sex clubs or while I was resting comfortably on a fuck bench while a line of guys used me like a team of stallions breeding the same mare so I have no idea what they looked like. I keep my body ready for sex and will have it any place. I have had sex in mall and rest stop bathrooms without knowing guys names, in stairwells, behind buildings, in gym saunas and showers. All I know--or care about--is they buried their erect cocks in my ass and fucked me til they sprayed their seed in my fuck guts and left me used and hungry for more.

Anonymous sex is the hottest by far.

I actually ONLY like chubby guys

Plastic soft drink bottles can also work in a pinch. Dump the soda out first and replace with warm water, unless you’re into that. Don’t forget to recycle.

For the past few days, this dude was messaging me nonstop on grindr. He wasn't too bad looking, he just wasn't my type: he was 39, yet, skinnier than me and had tattoos all down his body. His face was pretty nice tho, with a hot beard. I considered hooking up with him only based on his pics and how he chatted, until I saw his status, HIV positive. "The fuck!" I yelled, already typing out to him a slew of insults. This dump was trying to infect me or something. He responded back really calmly, saying he thought I'd be into it, and still sending more pics of his huge uncut meat. I told him he was a disgusting pig for trying me, and was typing out more when my finger accidentally tapped the send location button. I saw as it loaded and had been seen, him sending back a winky face. I dropped my phone, feeling more afraid than ever in my life. I couldn't take it back. Right then, I stood up from my bed and ran over to my front door and all the windows in my first floor apartment, locking them tight, making sure it I was completely safe. When I picked my phone back up five minutes later, I saw that he sent a voice chat. I pressed play, and heard a rough voice say, "I know how little twinks like you work, you want me to rape this seed into you. I gotchu, don't worry buddy, I'll see you soon, gotta make sure it's extra toxic for you." I bit my lip looking down at my phone, after a while just curling up next to my bed. I had no idea what to do and what his message meant. He's not gonna rape me right? I had no idea what this psycho had in mind, but I skipped my nightly run just to be safe. For the next few days, I was so careful, locking my door and being with friends where I went so this man could never catch me alone, but it became tiresome after a while. By Friday, I was so over it and sure this man was bluffing, so I decided to open grindr back up. The first notif was from a fine dark-skinned man asking if I was down for a gangbang party. He sent pics of every dude that would be there and I felt myself getting hard at just the thought of those buff dudes running a train on me. I tried to act coy when I knew dam well I was down for it. But the question was, "is everyone neg??". He responded, "yea ofc, just c'mon over for some fun. All bareback and safe." Then he sent the address. I drove over pretty quickly after prepping myself, making sure I was clean enough for a fist to go up my body. When I arrived, the place looked pretty dingy from the front, but 'the worst looking places give the best dick' I said to myself. That was all the reassurance I needed. I strolled up to the front door, immediately greeted by that sexy black guy. "Hey, it's so good you came over. Most of the guys didn't even get here yet, but I've got the sling set up if you're ready slut," he said with a smile. He wasn't wearing a shirt and had on some low hanging sweatpants that made his long bulge look delicious. But just above the sweatpants, I could see a triangle tattoo that was cut off, but reminded me of that HIV dude that creeped me out. Those thoughts left my head as I was being strapped into the sling and blindfolded, hand and legs bound because he said, "Yea, a lot of the guys are into the bottom being totally restrained, but don't worry, I can always let you out if you're uncomfortable." Soon, I could hear all the men laughing in the other room, making my hole twitch. This was it, I was gonna be gangbanged! When they came in, a hideous stench came in too, making my eyes water behind the blindfold. "It stinks," I said with a laugh, but not actually joking. Then men didn't respond, but I could hear belt buckles unclasping and dropping to the ground so I could imagine they were preoccupied looking at me. Then I felt hot breath over my face, and it smelled rancid. I felt someone pulling the blindfold off, and when I opened my eyes, I was looking up at the HIV pos dude. His smile said it all, that I had no escape. But before I could yell or protest, I felt someone stuff themselves up my ass in one push. "FUCK" It was the black dude, ramming his ten inches into my almost-vrigin ass. "Yea, you're FUCKED is right!" The sick dude said above me, grabbing my chin and holding it so we were making eye contact, "Guess what? Every guy here is ready to infect you with some toxic seed and you have no say in what happens, you're just a SPUNK HOLE FOR US!" The room laughed at me as I cried with the black dick still pounding into me. "Please take it out. Please someone help me," I begged to the men around me. Not one even looked at me. The black dude kept it up for over ten minutes, making my insides feel battered and twisted, finally saying, "You ready to get pozzed bitch! This is what sissys like you were made for, to be used and infected by real men like us. I'm gonna shoot!" I weakly said, "Please don't..." but it was too late. I could feel his cum shooting up deep in me, soiling me. He waited in me till his dick softened, plugging the cum up my ass, while the other men around egged him on and asked if t was their turn to "use the bitch". I felt so dirty. As he pulled out, he bent down and kissed me, whispering, "You were a real nice fuck, welcome to the club." I closed my eyes, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. This was all so screwed. Then I felt something cold up against my nose and ass. I was so confused until someone said, "inhale fag," pushing the poppers closer into my nose. I took two deep breaths, wanting to just open up and get this over with. Then I rembered the cold feeling still poking my ass. "What's that," I said, bending to look over. Then I saw the original poz dude at the opening of my hole, smiling as one of his hands held it open and the other held the tip of a fork to it. "What- What are you gonna DO," I felt it as soon as he went in, raking into my hole with the sharp prongs, laughing crazily. He picked up some of the blood that dripped out and rubbed it across my face, saying, "You like this sissy? This is what you get for insulting men! You're perfect little body being ruined, you're nothing but a dirty slut, I'm just making sure you look like one too. Oh yea, and making sure you're cut up for my poz babies to infect you better." I cried out as he ran the fork backwards over the cuts he had already made, "PLEASE, please stop." He pulled it out, and stood up revealing 11 inches of methed up, latino, poz dick. Then I noticed there was something else, it looked moldy. "What the fuck's wrong with it?" I asked, him laughing and pulling down his foreskin, white cheese looking stuff falling out. "What the fuck," I said, never having hooked up with an uncut guy before. Then I connected it, that was the foul smell in the room. It stank like a hobos ass. "You like what you see?" he said smiling at me and wiping a big piece up and bringing it toward me. Before I could back away, hands grabbed me, holding my jaw wide open. I made incomprehensible moans trying to plead, but the man just dropped the chunk of cheese on to my tongue, feeling as if he burned a hole in it. I almost threw up there. "Swallow bitch! If you wanted to be our toilet bitch, then you're gonna fuckin lap up my cock cheese like it's fuckin ice cream. NOW EAT!" I swallowed it down with difficulty from the men holding my jaw, but I had no choice. It burned going down my throat and I knew the smell would never leave my mouth. "Good bitch, now I'll put the rest up your hole. Maybe you'll catch more than just aids!" I felt him ram up inside me, the worst pain of my life ensuing. His dick burned going up as I felt the cuts opening and wrapping him. My hole burned and felt like it was gonna rip in half. When he was fully inside, the dick was poking outta my stomach, and the men took turns tapping it and laughing at the state I was in. I couldn't believe what was happoening to me. "Now you won't ever turn down a good dicking, right bitch?" he said, pressing into a spot that made everything hurt more and feel so good. "Yes, sir!" I said, not even knowing I was saying it. "Look [banned word]! We've totally fried this bitch's brain! Take my poz dick you sissy cumdump!" He continued to ram into me, at one point turning me over for a new position. They may have even let me out and started fucking me on the ground with no restraints, but it didn't change what had happened. I was a bug-chaser now. "I'm gonna shoot these babies so deep into your loose pussy! YOU READY TO BE OUR AIDS BITCH?!" The next day I went and bought the morning after pill for HIV, but every step I took, I felt the rips in me open back up. The next week, I got tested and found out that I had a UTI on top of the HIV coursing through my system. Two weeks after that, I went to the next gangbang party they hosted.

[think before following links] https://mobile.twitter.com/BareBackBlack/status/1376260191541293058 This was the last guy to fuck me. He’s a 29-year-old rugby guy I found on Sniffies. I wore my “Cum In My Ass” tank top. As we got up to his room, he took a big rip from his bong while I made small talk about his complex. He walked over to me, and I dropped to my knees and started sucking his thick cock and lapping at his heavy balls. After a bit of me gagging on his cock, he told me he wanted me on all fours on the bed, so I added some more lube, grabbed my poppers, hopped up and spread my ass. He entered my hole easily and filled me up, and started pounding me hard. He got really verbal, calling me a slut with a loose cunt (accurate). I took a hit of poppers, buried my face in the bed, and started thrusting back to meet his cock. He was buried to the hilt. He asked if I loved his bare cock in my hole, and I told him to give me that raw dick. He said he was getting close, and I almost screamed at him to give me his cum. I opened my hole even more and pushed back to get his seed as deep inside me as possible. It felt like he came for a really long time. I eventually pulled off of his meat with my ass, but immediately spun around and took him into my mouth. I could taste his cum mixed with silicone. His dick was very sensitive, but still hard and not getting any softer. After a couple minutes of me worshipping his cock, he told me to get back up on the bed. He fucked me and came inside me again. I again got off and cleaned his cock. It was covered in frothy cum. I packed up my stuff and left. After I got to my car I jumped in the backseat and took a pic of my dripping cunt and sent it to him. He said he can’t wait to fuck my slut hole again.

Yes. I totally would. One of my favorite things is hunting for cock with other bottom pigs.

You are absolutely correct about that. I am one of those sissy faggots. I loved dressing up for my Daddy during our special time together, sucking his fat 10” cock, getting fucked by him and taking his seed. I loved all the sneaking around hiding it from my Mom. During the summers we’d go away for 2 weeks on our annual father son camping trip so she thought but he’d take me to some sleazy motel, we’d party, he’d whore me out to strangers and violate my community holes. He loved watching me getting passed around those random men, taking their loads and after they were done with me he’d have his turn. He’d touch me all over, slide his fingers into my flooded hole and ask me how does that feel my dirty little faggot whore princess. He’d then spread my legs and bury his rock hard throbbing cock deep inside me as he shoved those cum dripping fingers inside my mouth to clean off. I’d moan like a whore in heat telling to fuck me deeper and harder, to spill inside me, to show me how much he loved me with his massive cock. Omfg it was so amazing 🤗

A real cumdump is ALWAYS in heat. A true faggot whore should NEVER turn down any males load for any reason.

I’m with most of you guys on this — No loads refused shouldn’t involve questions beyond, “How soon will you be here?” And “Do you want this anon?” When I posted my first No loads refused ad on BBRT, it was only after I’d thought about it long and hard. I appreciate the fantasy surrounding it, but fantasy is what porn is for. I guess I feel a sense of personal commitment when I agree to meet someone, and if someone is going to take on the hassle of traveling to me, I feel an obligation to follow through with him. The BBRT ad wasn’t the first time I’d gone no loads refused — I’d done it in ABS and bathhouses when I was feeling particularly slutty. That’s how I knew I could handle it both physically and emotionally (yes, it requires both). My first no loads refused ad definitely drew more action than if it had been a regular connection hookup that would’ve involved the typical pic exchanges and time negotiations. I also posted in midday and expected to keep going through the after work rush. I was at a hotel on a business trip and just wanted to be seeded over and over again. Most of the ads were anon; they might have had a cock pic, but most hid their face and had limited info. Whether they were closeted, insecure, or accustomed to getting rejected for one reason or another, they were now gun shy. Yeah, I got a few mediocre fucks as a result, but there were three AMAZING fucks that I wouldn’t have had otherwise. I probably wouldn’t have agreed to meet two of the three if I’d been cruising on Scruff or Grindr; but I was owning no loads refused and got fucked senseless. It was worth every thrust and grunt! No loads refused should be exactly that — you’re looking for seed, not for a particular type of guy. Don’t play games and ruin it for the bottoms who are truly willing to provide a hole for anyone that wants it. No regrets here!

I’ve been to the Berlin Horse Market twice, once in 2015 and once in 2016; both times in a red hood. To answer a few questions; I was 38 and 39 when I went. FYI - As a total CumDump, I try and take care of myself. I’m reasonably fit, big white ass; but I was concerned they would reject me, age and stuff..no abs. So I just emailed them and the guy that answered my email did say I would be inspected at the door and some mares are rejected. He said I could send pictures. So I did send 3 “real”pictures and a few days later his email said I was “mare material,” but to get there early. So months later when I was in Berlin, Germany for work, I went early. There were 4 guys already in line. So you go in, they inspect you (I had my email printed in my backpack...haha). They tell you the rules, you agree. You go into a room to strip, only shoes, nothing else. Then you get to go into the main area. It is a bit odd as you’re totally naked, standing in the big space, other naked mares standing around, as they come in. The mares were a range of body types, ages, but they were all reasonably fit. Then it’s time to put the hood on. At this event it was 1/3 red hoods, 2/3 white hoods, which surprised me. While I was standing around I started chatting with a much younger guy (28 yo); Bernd. He helped me understand. I asked why so many white hoods, he said fewer guys on PReP and a lot of STDs at the event...I did come away with gonorrhea at both events and added syphilis at the second event. I was number 9, writing on my back and on my right butt cheek the stable helper wrote “USA” and always patted me on the back and called me “American.” “Are you OK American?” He was nice...all the helpers were great!!! Hoods on, they position you in different places. My new friend Bernd and I got positioned next to each other. As a CumDump, I like to count loads and cocks inside me. As the evening began, you wait awhile, then stallions come up behind you, grab your hips and just stick it in u. Soon I realized I was losing count of the number of cocks in me. There was a lot of testing my ass by cocks going inside me. I could hear Bernd getting Covid stuck in him too. Soon I was being led off somewhere, then there was 3 stallions that started using me. Lots of fucking, but no cumming. Once they were done I was led back to what I believe was the center area. Soon more cocks in me. Then off to another area. Then back. I needed a break. When the helper gave me a break, there were two other mares in the room, we all looked sweaty and a bit haggard. Then I was back out. Someone else mentioned it can get a bit rough. While not terribly rough, you are forced to your knees frequently, I was pushed hard over a padded bench multiple times, and once I was pushed into a vinyl covered mattress, then told to get on my hands and knees ...it does take a little getting used to following orders blindfolded. I did one more break, met Bernd in break area. He looked rough. I made it through to the end...btw so did Bernd...haha.. we are still friends today. Probably got 8 or 9 loads in me, but I lost track of the number of cocks in my ass and mouth...maybe 30 or 40? Don’t know. Advice... While hot and very, very fun for a CumDump like me!!! If you are not well experienced taking multiple cocks of various sizes, you may want to be careful. There were some really big cocks and several amazingly long ones that reached way into me. The average cock size was pretty big. I stretched before I went and was glad the big ones I took weren’t first. Bottom Cleaning - if you go, make sure to travel with your deepest cleaning gear. Practice your 2-day eating ritual before. It’s just too much fucking to not be clean and it’s not tolerated to be dirty. You don’t want that stress. You just want to follow the stallions and have fun! Ass-to-mouth is a must! I love it, but by the the end of the night, my jaw was very sore and the cock’s definitely tasted of sweat, a lot of ass taste, and cum. If that’s hard for you, rethink. STDs, prepare for it. This was 5 and 6 years ago, but I assume it’s similar today. Bernd and I left together, early in the AM, dark of the Berlin night, light rain (seriously I’m not making that up) walking and laughing, talking of cocks to see if we could remember any of them, cum dripping down our inner thighs, wet spots on the back of our jeans, sore mouths, the stink of sex all over us, talking of how sore our holes were. We ended at my hotel. He stayed the night. Had a great sleep. Like I said, we’re still in touch today. So everyone, definitely go! It was definitely an experience I will always remember. Since I’m a total CumDump bottom, it’s unlikely I will ever attend as a Stallion, but my two trips as a Mare, we’re memorable! Hapoy to answer other questions.

In the past I have had occasions when I have taken 3 loads of 3 Grindr hook ups in the same day and to be honest I never declared that I am loaded to the following top. I just assumed that they maybe were able to tell and they were ok with it. I don’t ask status as a rule, so I would not always know if my last load was poz.

xtube took this down. A clip (55 secs or so) is available on the crunchboy site: [think before following links] https://www.crunchboy.com/en/videos/detail/31388-bioazard-party-in-berlin

Adam was high from 2 slams and countless poppers stuffed under his nose. He was also high from the countless ways he had been used and degraded since Master Bob had unleashed a seemingly endless row of hung tops onto him. Time was disjointed but he knew he had been used, blindfolded and at times bound for several hours. His ass had gone past sore - he felt it was burning back there. How many loads he wondered. Each man was required to make a mark next to their type of load. But that tally would remain a mystery for the time being. It was apparently some form of a break as he found himself tied seated to a hard very solid wooden armchair for a while now. Right after he had been restrained he was pissed on by several streams from different direction. He could only guess that he had been a urinal for at least 12 piss loads so far - give or take. And take he had. He swallowed piss until he thought he would puke - some mild most rank and full of 'flavor' With no sight he couldn't begin to guess how many different cocks had fucked him but he knew many were thick and long. If he had to guess 10 men had fucked him - off and on - and most had eventually cum inside of his ass. A few made him beg for it but so far only Patch had informed Adam that he was toxic. For no reason he could understand - as he sat there cold and wet from the piss - he started to get a rock hard cock thinking of that toxic load. He could have taken 10 toxic loads for all he knew - but Patch had been the first and after he had whispered into Adam's ear more than a few times about how many stds he had in cnthe past and guessing at what stds were in the room. Patch said he was gonna breed Adam again but only after Master Bob had taken off his blindfold - so that Adam could see every moment of the fuck. What Adam new for sure was that Patch's cock was as thick as a beer can but only 5 to 6 inches long. He made Adam suck it for a long time after he bred his ass and while his nameless friend had fucked him hard. The first nameless guy who was with Patch may have been black = he just had a manner of speaking. Plus he had a true black cock - long and thick and he liked to pull right out and slam back in deep - like many black tops in vids Adam had seen. The rest of the cocks were varied - many thick - many long. Most had made Adam clean their cocks after - Adam realized soon that the uncut cocks held the most cum and ass- Adam was far from clean and the tops all made it clear - he would be responsible for removing any filth from their fuck sticks. One of the tops had tried to fist Adam and may have gotten his hand in but Adam screams at the sudden invasion - lubed only with the random cum loads inside him - had stopped the fist from doing more than a few punches before it was replaced with a fat cock and his mouth was silenced with another cock that tasted of smeg and piss and cum and ass. A few times he had the indignity of being rolled onto his back on the floor and a very large - grossly fat ass sat full force onto his face - indignity of having to smell and taste each and with one he found himself close to passing out due to lack of oxygen. He came to only when someone slapped him hard 4 or 5 times across the face - followed by a steam of piss into his mouth and down his body to his rock hard cock. The laughter and jokes about how he was also a choke pig resonated with Adam. He had tried breath play alone - auto-erotic asphyxiation as it was termed online... but now he knew - having no control over anything - not even his own breath was a world Adam craved to live in forever. His cock was mostly ignored save for a few times someone used a form of clamp over the foreskin when he was semi-hard - making full erection painful until it was removed. His nads had much more attention. He had them slapped, punched and even kicked a few times. But, the most notable Ball play and currently his favorite was when one man was fucking Adam bent over the wooden box and then reached around and grabbed Adams ball-sack tightly with one hand and twisted. Simultaneously he grabbed the back of Adams hair and bent him back so that he had full control over Adams body as he came to climax. Adam was sure his nuts were going to be ripped off his body the moment the man came because the twisted tug on his balls became a vice grip. When he was done he squeezed adam so hard he again almost passed out - the pain was more exciting knowing the tops were laughing and plotting additional 'tests' of his limits. His nipples were still clamped with something like massive roach clips and both were raw if not bleeding - he was sure of it. He had been spanked and beaten with various leather objects - and shortly before this 'break' he had found himself on - he had been restrained by his hands above his head - feet just at tip-toe touching the cement floor. and he had been used as punching bag. Not hard enough to cause major internal bleeding (he hoped) but enough to let him know his tight fit body was still just a piece of meat for the men in this room. it was during this last play that he had been kicked in the nuts and lost footing - spinning around as fists punched at his writhing body. He had never experienced such pain - or pleasure in his life and through it all he kept thinking randomly about Jason. Patch had suggested that Jason was hiv poz. the idea continued to excite Adam and he was feeling stronger feelings for Jason all the time. He knew that he was paying off a debt that was not just his but Jason's as well. Adam realized 3 things as he sat tied to the chair; One. He would do anything he was asked to do because he really cared for Jason - maybe even loved him. Two. He was a bug chaser He thought at first it was cum but now realized it was danger that had him most turned-on. POZ yes - a cock that was dripping with green/yellow puss - that he had only seen in pictures and a few vids online - that was his new bread and butter - or just butter! Three. Adam would be able to check off a lot of alphabet items soon. Cum Dump and CBT followed by Dildo for D - what would E be? Footsteps approached Adam's chair. "So Pig, I hear you enjoyed yourself with the men" - Master Bob was back Adam's head spun to where he believed Master Bob to be standing. "Sir Yes thank you Sir" Hands on his head - untying the blindfold. "Don't open your eyes Pig - after 5 hours you may need a few moments to adjust to the light. Hands began to untie Adam's arms from the chair - then his legs. "OK Pig - stand up" Adam stood - his legs gave out and he fell back into strong arms holding him upright. The arms gently bent him at the waist and he felt a hand touching his back... counting the tally? "Open your eyes" From his bent forward positon, Adam's eyes fluttered open - slowly he raised his head - and saw Master Bob standing in front of him. "So Pig, was it all you hoped?" Master Bob asked "Sir, Yes Sir" Adam replied. 'Thank you for letting me be a whore'. He began to straighten up and noticed the hands that held him - one on each forearm - were those of a black man. He could feel the warmth of a long cock against his butt cheeks and leaned back again allowing himself to be supported by this black man who's face he had not yet seen. Another figure moved into his view from the left and joined Master Bob - saying "He took it all and even begged for my load" - Patch's voice. Adam took in the entirety of the man - maybe 60 - wrinkled barely 5" but with a cock that looked like a pony was missing his manhood. From the lesions on his arms and legs Adam new - he was more than Toxic. He had Aids. As he stared he fixated mostly on that massive cock - and in doing so felt his own cock stirring. the cock in his buttocks also was hardening - pushing against his buttcrack - he pain still deep but mostly forgotten at this moment. Master Bob spoke "The tally is in - care to guess how many loads you took PIG?" "sir - Maybe 10 loads sir?" the 3 man laughed at that. "Try 17 loads. 15 Poz undetectable and 2 not on meds with a high viral count." Adam moaned and pressed back into the now rock hard black cock burning into his ass and back. "I made enough money off of your ass to pay off the drug debt and then some. When the pictures and videos are posted I have a feeling I am going to make some more cash." Adam had been unaware the events had been filmed but somehow this made him even hornier - his cock was rising to full power. He noticed that Patch was eying it closely. "Before I fuck you Pig - and I am going to fuck you - Finally. would you like to take one more load?" "Sir - oh yes Sir I would but Sir may I ask..." Adam faltered "what is it PIg? What do you want - What do you think you Deserve?" "Sir I deserve another Aids load Sir. Can Patch fuck me again sir?" Master Bob looked at Patch. then back at Adam. "Patch is sick like I said. This party may be his last chance before he starts to fail. He has asked to fuck a tight young negative ass - which he has done. He now wants to ride a big fat pole one last time. He wants you to fuck him. But Alex is also toxic (the black man Adam still had only been able to peek at in his peripheral vision). Adam did turn to see the black man - age unknown - but maybe 30 - tall and muscular - no signs of the aids ravages that showed on Patch. he reached back and felt a cock that had to be over 10 inches. In short order Alex was laying flat on his back on the floor - his over 10 inches (11 in fact) straight up and waiting. Adam did not make him wait long - he straddled Alex and sat down. The ass that had been torn to shreds was craving that black cock and the poison cum load he possessed. After he bounced up and down on that massive cock for a while Patch approached and motioned for Adam to lay back - he then faced Adam and squatted over Adams hard cock and sat down. The 3 of them moved back and forth locked together - Adam came first - and quite fast - but stuck between the 2 aids carriers he found himself fucking towards a second orgasm just before he did Alex let out a howl and let loose his toxic spunk into Adams destroyed ass chute. Patch stood up Adam's first and second load starting to run out of his ass - he turned and squatted over Adams face... adam looked at the hole - saw the lesions, saw the open sores on the ass he had just fucked... saw his cum dripping out - yellow and stained from ass juice... and he dove his face into that aging aides hole and sucked like it was a hash pipe. Patch moaned and turned to push his fat log of a cock into Adam's mouth and let loose a load that tasted both thickly salty and also bitter and heavenly. Adam then turned and sucked clean Alex's massive cock - again tasting more cum - more ass and more than a little blood - his ass really was torn to shreds. Adam moved over to a ragged couch against the far wall - hanging above it was a blackboard with one word - the word that Adam had not had to cry out - the safety word... but Adam did not want a safety word. He wanted this - This life.. danger - toxic loads - anything he could get - he needed this life. Thinking he could only be happier if he had Jason there at that moment, Adam began to doze off. When he awoke - no idea how long he had slept - Patch and Alex were gone. Master Bob was sitting in the wooden chair that previously Adam had been tied to and pissed on. Master Bob was dressed in a leather outfit that proclaimed his role load and clear... MASTER! "OK Pig - play time is over. Now you learn the true meaning of being a PIG slave" then he yelled out 'JASON!" and Jason walked into the basement. Adam leapt from the couch and moved to embrace Jason. As they approached each other Jason's knee came out and slammed into Adam's balls. Adam let out a high wail squeak and fell to the hard cement - unable to breath. Jason spoke in a tone that dripped with contempt and anger. "Remember your fucking place PIG. You are Master Bob's slave. You will address him and only him and ONLY when he has addressed you first.... Do you understand?" "Sir" Adam squeaked out the word and tried again - "Sir, Yes sir I am sorry Sir" "OK PIG" Master Bob said. "I am going to fuck you as soon as you have been marked as my slave. Sit in the chair. Adam dragged his body up of the ground - he was wracked with pain from his ass and nuts and the whipping earlier - but with as much strength as he could muster he moved to the chair and sat down. Jason immediately began to tie him to the chair arms and hands. Adam was confused because he knew he could not be fucked in this position. Then he saw Master bob move a wheeled metal table over towards where Adam sat and Jason worked to tie the ropes to each limb. On the table were a large assortment of shiny knives, saws needle like objects, 2 devices that each had an electrical cord running across the room to a plug. "What do you think Jason?" Master Bob asked. "Do we pierce that fat cock of his first or do we tatt him with the toxic label first?" Jason chuckled low and evil and moved to the table - picking up an assortment of wires. "Well Master Bob Sir, I thank you for asking me my humble opinion - and in my less than worthless opinion I think electro-shock should be used first - then the prince albert and finally we can tattoo him" Master Bob laughed and said "Now I know why I never seem to bore of you Jason... Ok lets begin". They both began to attach the electrodes to Adam's body - concentrating on his nuts balls and tits. The device was turned on - an electrical whine was low but audible. Jason leaned in to look at Adam eyes to eyes... "OK Pig - this is gonna hurt - you may piss yourself but we are gonna get through this". Master Bob moved over to the couch and in one wipe of his hand the word Jupiter vanished from the chalk board. "That's better" Master Bob said. "Can't have him give up at this stage" Adam's safe word was gone... and as he realized the entirety of what this meant - he felt something like millions of ants across parts of his body - and realized also that knowing he had no 'OUT' that his cock was throbbing fully erect and dripping pre-cum. He was ready... more to cum?

hmm, so beatiful Love this twisted story