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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 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.

Hi, Im Lee, and this is my story. I should say up front that I'm not a writer - so please don't expect everything to be themed and told in any sort of order. I started writing this because I was bored out of my fucking mind during lockdown, and I've just written encounters down as I've thought of them. Like I said, my name is Lee. I'm 32 years old and I run a lettings agency in west London. I've owned the business for about seven years now and, though I say it myself, I've made it into a really sucessful business. Outside work I play sport and I volunteer for a couple of charities. Oh, and I'm HIV positive and not on any meds. That's a bit of a long story and I might tell you about that another time. I was diagnosed about seven years ago - just after I had taken over the business. I suppose I felt a number of things when I was diagnosed - some expected and some unexpected. The most unexpected thing was how horny it made me. It seemed like my dick was permanently hard and I just wanted to fuck as many lads as I could - and actually that's more or less what I did and and pretty much what I've been doing ever since. Here's the deal. I don't stealth anyone - any guy who gets my load up his cunt knows he's going to get it. I don't lie either - if anyone asks me about my status I will tell them - but if they don't ask, I don't tell. I'm a top, I love to fuck and I don't like condoms. That's about it really. Well, let's say I'm mostly a top - if the truth be told, the more I've had to drink, the more likely you are to find me with my arse in the air, but I'm a top most of the time. I think I'm an ordinary looking guy but, though I say it myself, I do have quite a sizeable cock and I pack the front of my trousers out pretty well, even when my dick is soft. That's led to a lot of opportunities when I've seen guys checking out - I'm not shy about going for it and pretty soon one thing leads to another. That's true at work too. The business is quite a small business and so I do a lot of the property viewings, inspections and end of tenancy visits myself. We act for a number of landlords and the property portfolio consists of a lot of student flats and houses, some very high end flats and various other properties in and around west London. I know a lot of people think you should't mix business with pleasure but I have to be honest - I've had so much sex through work. You'd be surprised how often I find some lad checking out my crotch when I'm showing a flat. Sometimes its one of a group of students, sometimes it's the father of one of the students and very often it's one half a couple who are viewing a property together - and this applies to both gay and straight couples. When I've finished a viewing, I always give out my card and say if they have any questions or want a second viewing or anything they just need to call me. If I've noticed anyone checking me out, I give them a card with my personal mobile number written on it and you'd be surprised how many calls I get and how many times I get to enjoy a horny bareback fuck with no one any the wiser and more often than not, no questions asked. One time we took on the management of a flat just outside our area in south London. It was a nice flat but the parking around about it was terrible - London parking at it's worst. The first few times I went there I had to park miles away and then I noticed that there was a council estate just on the other side of the block which, unlike everywhere else around it, didn't appear to have controlled parking and I started parking in there. I got a couple of dirty looks from the residents and knew I probably shouldn't continue parking there but it was so convvenient I did - and then one day I got challenged. The guy who challenged me looked to be in his mid 30s - he was slim, dark haired and actually quite good looking. He was obviously nervous and had clearly taken his courage in both hands to challenge me. He was brick red but explained that the parking was for residents only and when people from outside parked there it made it harder for people who lived there. He told me he was a nurse who worked shifts and said it was really inconvenient if he couldn't get parked. When he finished tallkng he looked at me and I could tell he was nervous about my reaction so I smiled at him and told him he was quite right to call me out and I apologised for being selfish and told him I wouldn't park there again. He was a bit taken aback. "Oh, well.....I suppose it's not that big a deal," he said, with a smile. I held out my hand "I'm Lee," I said. He shook my hand. "I'm David". I had noticed him checking out the front of my trousers by now and I could feel my cock growing in my pants. There was no mistaking it now - he was definitely checking me out so I decided to go for it. I spread my legs a bit to give him a better view and he asked nervously if I would like a cold drink as it was such a hot afternoon. I said that would be great and soon I was following him up to the second floor of one of the blocks. I could tell he was nervous as he handed me a (very welcome) cold drink and guessed I would have to make the first move so I pulled him towards me and soon we were kissing. A few minutes later, my pants were down and he was sucking my cock. It was just what I needed and I must say he did it really well. I could easily have let him blow me until I unloaded in his mouth but I wanted to see if he was willing to go any further. I pulled him up and soon I was going down on him. I sucked his cock for a while and then turned him round. He bent over the kitchen counter and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. Along with fucking, licking arse is definitely my favourite thing. I love pulling a guys cheeks apart and pushing my tongue right up him, knowing that I'm soon going to be pushing my raw cock up there. David's arse was a little hairy and I enjoyed licking it and judging by the moans he was giving out, he was enjoying it as much as me. I stood up and began to rub my cock against his hole. He pulled back then. "Oh...." he said, "I can't....I...I've got a partner..." His voice tailed off as I pushed the head of my cock against his arse again. "I really want to fuck you," I said and he moaned. I knew he wanted it too but then he said "We have to use a condom." I told him I didn't like condoms and he moaned again. "I....I can't,,,,,not without a condom." I told him that was fine and said I totally respected his decision and said we didn't have to fuck. I've found to this to be a very effective strategy over the years in getting lads to fuck without a condom - especially when they're really horny for it as this guy was - I've found that so many safe only guys will fuck bare rather than miss out on a fuck if they're horny enough and this guy was no exception. He said hesitatingly "Well, maybe just for a little while...."and a few minutes later he was bent over the kitchen table and my bare cock was pushing up his arse. He pushed his arse out further and moaned as I began to fuck him. "Oh fuck!" he moaned, "Fuck me.....fuck me!" I could tell he was really horny and guessed that his boyfriend probably hadn't given him one for a while. He was still moaning as I began to fuck him harder and I guessed that he hadn't expected to end up bent over the kitchen table with his pants down and a bare cock up his arse when he came out to speak to me about parking on the estate. I was enjoying every minute of the fuck, expecting him to ask me to pull out soon but he didn't. I was getting close now and told him so but he didn't react and I kept fucking him. After another ten or twelve thrusts I could feel myself starting to cum and I told him so. "Do it..." he moaned, "Fucking do it!" I hadn't cum for several days and seconds later I was pumping what I knew was a massive load up his arse. It felt like I was never going to stop cumming - I really bred him. When I had pulled out he stood up and mopped his brow with his T shirt. "I really needed that!" he said with a grin. Then he reddened a bit and said he didn't normally cheat on his partner like this. I said we're all human and he grinned again. I don't think it occurred to him that I had just pumped a toxic load up him. I didn't have to visit that particular flat for a while after that but a few months later I was doing the property inspection and I parked on the council estate again. When I returned to my car, a group of four lads in trackie bottoms and T shirts who looked to be in their late teens or early twenties were drinking in an entrance way just beside it. As I approached my car they started shouting at me and calling me a posh cunt and telling me to fuck off out their estate. I'm not easily intimidated so I tried to ignore them and got into my car and started it up. They were making wanking signs now and as I moved off one of them, a dark haired lad in a football top, turned round, dropped his pants and bared his arse at me. I grinned - he had a nice arse - and then just as I had pulled away there was a crash as one of the other lads threw a full can of beer at my car with some force. I was not grinning now and kept driving. I stopped a few miles away to survey the damage - the rear light of the car was smashed and the bodywork dented quite badly. I was really pissed off - I was proud of my car and I had bought it when the business started to make some money - but much as I love cars, I understand they are inanimate objects and can be repaired so I just booked it in to a body repair shop. It wasn't cheap. I didn't park on the council estate again - I guess you could say I had finally learned my lesson - and I found somewhere to park a bit further away on the edge of some woodland. It was about three weeks later that I was walking back to my car when I heard someone calling to me. I turned round and saw it was one of the lads from the council estate - a tall blond lad. I didn't want any trouble so I started walking faster. "Wait," he called and then added "Please." I turned round and he caught up with me. "I'm sorry," he said "I just wanted to say I'm sorry." he said. "It was stupid and I'm really sorry I did it." I realised he was telling me it was him who threw the can at my car. I was really tempted to tell him to fuck off but I could see in his eyes that he genuinely seemed to be troubled about what had happened. He was a bit nervous now "Look," he said, "I don't have any money, but maybe I could buy you a drink or something?" I looked at him and he reddened "Just to say sorry, you know." I relented "How about I buy you one?" I said and a few minutes later we were in a bar on the main road near the estate. I bought him a lager and myself a soft drink (I was driving) and we talked. He told me his name was Robert and he was 20. He was employed part time but didn't earn very much money and he had recently split up with his girlfriend. On the second drink he told me that he had a two year old daughter but his ex girlfriend was being difficult and not allowing him proper access. He told me he was really sorry he had behaved like such a prick and wished he could pay for the damage to my car. I told him not to worry about it - It was repaired and I was not concerned about it. On the third drink he asked about me and did not seem particulary surprised when I told him I was gay. He asked if I had a partner and I told him I didn't. Robert picked up his lager which was half full and downed it in one. He grinned and said he needed to go for a piss. I said I did too and we made our way to the toilet. Soon we were standing at the urinal together and I could see Robert was checking out my cock as he pissed like a racehorse. A short time later we were in a cubicle and Robert was sitting on the toilet and I was standing in front of him. He unzipped my smart work trousers and pulled them down along with my pants and soon he was sucking my cock. He sucked me quite well and I couldn't help wondering just how straight he was. He certainly did not resist when I pulled him up. I wanked him for a while and then motioned to him to turn round. WIthout a word, he turned round, pulled his pants right down and bent over the toilet. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hole. It wasn't very fresh, but in fairness he probably hadn't been expecting anyone to stick their tongue up it and I didn't really care anyway. I licked his arse for a while and then reached into my pocket for the little pack of lube I always have somewhere about my person. Robert did not resist as I pushed my cock into him - he just gave a little grunt and soon my cock was right up him. I began to fuck him - turned on by the tightness of his arse and the fact that we were fucking in the toilet of a run down straight pub. The toilet was not very clean and it smelled very strongly of piss, but somehow this just turned me on even more and before long I was getting close to cumming. "I'm close," I panted and he asked if I was going to cum in him. "Do you want me to?" I asked and he nodded. I didn't hold back and soon I was pumping a nice big load of cum into his arse. When I had finished cumming, Robert stood up, took hold of his cock and began to wank. I fingered his cummy hole as he wanked and before long he was shooting a big load of cum down the tiled wall of the cubicle. He griined at me. "You've done that before!" I said and he shrugged "Now and then" he said. "Do you like it?" I asked and Robert nodded and grinned at me again. I didn't have cause to visit that area for a while after that and the only other time I visited the council estate was one afternoon when I badly needed to piss. I remembered there a little wooded area behind a brick shed on the estate and I figured that it wouldn't do any harm just to quickly take a piss there on the way past - and to be honest it was either that or wet my pants and I didn't want to do that. A few minutes later I was mid way through a much needed piss behind the shed when I sensed that I was not alone. I turned and found a dark haired young lad of about 18 or 19 watching me. He was dressed in a polo shirt and work trousers and I saw from his badge that his name was Reece and he was part of the council's Estate Services Team. I had seen members of the team on the estate now and then, cleaning and tidying the garden areas. Reece was staring openly at my cock and I pulled back a bit to give him a better view as I finished pissing. It wasn't long before my cock was in his mouth and I was enjoying a really good blow job. This lad may have been young but he certainly knew what he was doing - it was one of the best blow jobs I had had in ages. I let him suck me for a while longer and then pulled him up. He didn't take much persuading to drop his pants for me and soon he was leaning against the brick shed, his work trousers and his white underpants at his knees and my cock up his arse. He told me he wanted it hard and I gave it to him hard, before shooting my toxic load deep into his unprotected young arse. Shortly after this encounter, the landlord put his flat on the market and I had no cause to visit that area again - but I certainly had some horny fun when I was there and, as always, enjoyed every minute of it. I've also quite enjoyed writing this - if you like it, I'll write some more.

As I looked around the dance floor, I spotted a young couple, one Asian and one white boy that seem to fit what I was looking for. They must have taken E and rolling hard since they were rubbing their hands all over while barely standing on their feet. White boy was a muscular jock type and Asian boy was tall and slim. I started to move towards them. E must have been too strong for the skinny Asian boy since he was rolling really hard and he almost fell to the floor. His white boy held him up and was rubbing his back when I got nexto to them. That's when I overreacted to push of crowd behind me and ran into them. White boy's hands were conveniently grabbing Asian boy's ass as I ran into them and I felt his hands brushing on my cock before all three of us lost balance. White boy was sober enough to regain his balance but the Asian almost fell before I grabbed him. This gave me a perfect chance to talk to the white boy. "Is he okay? Too much E?" "No he's just a light weight. I only gave him a half." "Well, it must be a good stuff. By the way, my name is Julio." "I am James and this is Christian" With that the Asian boy lifted his hand and head up to say hi then quickly fell between us again. He was really high and his eyes were rolled up when he tried to open them. This boy was going to be so easy but the problem was his boy friend. He seemed strong and confident that it would take a bit more effort to control him. "His body is hot. I think he needs to sit down and drink water. Come with me." I took the Asian boy from the white boy and walked through the crowds towards the benches farthest away from the bathroom. This was necessary to execute my plan. I am a 6'4' 200lbs with dark brown skin so I stood out a bit in this club. When we got to the bench, I pulled off Asian boy's shirt before I set him between us. I told James that Christian needs to cool down a bit. I took out a small bottle of gel lube and poured a little on Christian's chest and told James to rub it over. While James was busy with his task, I took out a rock and shoved it into Christian's hole and pushed it deep with my finger. Then I kept my finger in there and massaged his inside. I can see that was making him feel really good as he started to gyrate on my finger and moan, his nipples and his penis were getting hard. Christian was ready for his role already. Now I needed to work on James but I needed help. I pulled my finger out of Christian's hole and he whined a little. 'Don't worry boy, you will be filled and ripped as much as you want later,' I walked to the front door and chatted with the bouncers a bit. One of the bouncer's cousin was hanging out with them and they asked me to babysit him a bit. He's only 18 byt he was tall and thick. His name was Leo and as we talked I found out that we share more in common like both poz and both love to convert young boys. And we both like to take total control. Some black boys are just so big. As we walked back to James, I gave him another pill of E and bought drinks, two juices and two water and poured some G in the juice. Christian was still passed out on the seat and James was rolling as well. I moved Christian to the side so Leo and I could sandwich James. I poured my special gel lube on my both my hands and pushed one hand on Christian's butt and pushed two fingers into his hole with more Tina. I wrapped my other arm over the shoulder of James and reached for his nipple to play with. Leo did the same thing and played with the other nipple. James was not a small kid with 6' and 160 lbs but next to us, he seemed small. After few minutes and I was sure that the rock of Tina in Christian's ass was well absorbed, I took out my fingers and gave one of the juice to James and told him to gulp it down one shot. I woke up Christian and told him to drink it but he was slow to get up. I offered a little bullet of T for them to snort as I pulled Christian up and took him to the bathroom. While we were walking he opened his eyes and looked at me with a big smile and said, "Thank you." I got my confirmation at that moment. In a low voice I asked "Do you like to get fucked hard, you slut?" and put my hand in his pants. Instead of inserting my finger, I teased his hole opening and I could tell it was driving him crazy. There was a long line at the bathroom so I had plenty of time to finger his hole before we got into the bathroom, but eventually we took the last stall away from the door since I needed a bit of time to finish prepping Christian for wild conversion breeding session. As soon as we got in the stall, he pulled down his pants and spread his cheeks to offer the view of his hole to me. I started to finger fuck him roughly that pushed and pulled his slim body. I told him to sit over toilet with his legs on either side. Fortunately I was tall and my cock was long enough that Christian could wrap his lips around my cock head as I prepared more chemicals for Christian and James. Before we left the stall, I told him to get on the toilet cover and face the wall. As he turned around, his hole was exposed to me and it was twitching for a cock. I put my cock head and pushed it a bit and just moved back and forth little before I pulled him to his feet. Christian was so horny from all the teasing of his hole. As we walked back to James and Leo, James was sitting between Leo's legs while Leo massaged him all over. I did the same thing and placed Christian on my lap but instead of massaging his chest, I took my cock out and placed Christian on it. Even with all the chem, he was so tight and he was too hesitant to sit down on it. I twisted him around and covered his mouth with my lips and tongue then pushed him down all the way. He tried to vocalize his pain but I stopped him. As he sat with my cock to the balls, he was loving it. He started to gyrate on me, fucking cock slut. I let him have fun. He kept on moanind while he worked his ass around the cock. I signaled Leo and he saw that and he was laughing. That made James see it as well. At first James looked a bit upset but Christian reached out to him and started to make out with him while he kept his gyration on my cock. Leo must have liked peak of James' ass crack as he bend over to make out with Christian. Leo had a big bulge. I saw one of the bouncers walking to the backroom and motioned him over to us. As he got closer and saw what we were doing, he laughed and asked me if I wanted to take him to the back room. "Sure", I replied. I pulled Christian off my cock and pulled up his jeans and sent him with my bouncer friend. I put my cock away and I had to do some business before I could call it a night. After a round, I stopped by James and Leo. James was loving the feel of Leo's cock, I could tell. "James, I thought you were a top?" "I am, but E makes all touch feel so good." I thought what a lie. As I planned, I had both of them ready to be converted tonight. As we walked to the back room, I was happy with what I saw. Christian was on the floor on his knees sucking the bouncer's cock deep down. Christian tried to get up to greet us but my friend held him down and shoved his cock deeper until he bottomed out and held him there. As Christian struggled to relax his throat, he must have closed his teeth a bit but each time he did it, bouncer gave him a light slap to remind him "No teeth." As we watched Christian's long skinny body on the floor in breeding posizion, we were all turned on. I just kept on imaging using his long slim body to pleasure my cock and dump some loads. Even James got hard from watching and joined a bit of dirty talking like calling Christian a 'hungry cock sucker'. All the drugs in Christian's system and his natural cock hunger made him a super bottom now. He kept on fingering his hole as he sucked the bouncer. As I positioned myself to enter the hole, James stopped me and asked me to put condom on. He handed me a magnum which might fit better than others but I still hate condoms. I put the condom on and applied extra lube on my cock and in his hole. As I slowly pushed into his hole little by little, the boy was coming alive. Condom was causing extra friction so it was hard to enter his tight hole. I kept on pumping and applied lube until it was leaking everywhere. Christian was moaning as he still sucked the bouncer's cock. Bouncer pulled off and told Christian to lick his balls and jerked his cock. His cum shot far and landed on hair, eyes, and all over his face. Leo pulled out his cock and smeared them with his cock. Leo let Christian lick his head but didn't feed his throat like the other guy. I refrained myself and kept my cock inside as he fucked himself a little bit. As bouncer was leaving, he asked James if need to pee and led him out of the room. And I heard the lock. Leo slapped Christian's cheek hard and called him a slut . He wanted to feed Christian's hole the cum on his cock as well as his own. So we switched. He didn't slam it in but he didn't give enough time for Christian's tight hole to relax. Then he started to pump deep strokes. I heard Christian groan as he was picking up his pace of fucking. I looked over and saw Christian's eyes tearing up and saw some blood on Leo's cock as he pulled out. Damn, this boy let him fuck even when it's so painful that he'd cry. As I presented my cock for his mouth, I bent and whispered to him, "Good job, baby.... It's so sexy that you endure even pain for our pleasure." As I looked down at Christian's face, he gave me a shy smile with a little blush.

Of course Mike and his girlfriend Sally would join their lgbt friends for the pride parade. They'd just moved to new York from a small town in Kansas and while there were plenty of Trump types around they had always been liberal and got out of dodge as soon as they graduated. They crammed into an illegal loft with an ever changing motley crew of new arrivals. It was exciting even if it meant they never had any real privacy. Whatever, they would get better jobs soon enough and for now it was great to be young. Basically nobody in their circle was completely straight and when pride weekend rolled around, Mike and Sally were excited to support their friends and have a good time besides. Friday night everyone headed to... Another illegal loft. But it had a DJ, a crush of people, and someone passed them a pill... Mike came to. He was naked, on his hands and knees. A hard dick was in his mouth. Another was fucking him in the ass. He pulled back but the guy in his mouth thrust deeper. "You got this Mike. Keep sucking." Mike found himself doing as he was told. He also realized he was rock hard despite the thick penis fucking his ass. The man behind him began to ejaculate. He reached back and realized that this stranger wasn't wearing a condom. What the hell happened?

hot! you sound like me. its so hot to get fucked bareback by so many men on a regular basis and have absolutely no idea who they are or what they look like. knowing that the men who fuck us don't give a fuck about us or think of us as anything more than sub-human fucktoys for them to use and trash. my uncle trained me by having me take loads blindfolded all the time so I could get used to being fucked by anyone. then I had a boyfriend who loved taking me to the bathhouse and blindfolding me to watch me take loads all night and starting in highschool I spent hours everyday taking anon loads through glory holes and started taking anon blindfolded apartment pump and dumps plus getting whored out online to men who would come by the tiny bachelor apartment on Homewood and blow loads in my ass while I was blindfolded.I can understand why men have no respect for us and think we are disgusting trash but I don't care. all that matters to faggots like us is getting more and more loads shot up our asses by total anonymous strangers.

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Note: There's some 'chem sex' in this. If that's not your thing, skip this one. I've always thought that drugs and gift-giving went together naturally, but I've gotten in trouble before for posting in the wrong section. Moderator's Note: This post was moved to the appropriate section. If you know the rules about where things go, please follow them 9/17/1994 WARNING! Hello to my many email, blog and podcast followers. I love you all and want you to be around for many years -- which is why I needed to send this group post. Especially to those of you who live in or around the city. I've heard about an adult male who goes to gay clubs with the sole purpose of infecting guys with HIV! He must be a psycho or something. But he's handsome and out there trying to pick up men and fuck them without a condom! Sources tell me he's very seductive. DESCRIPTION: 6'5", Caucasian, medium-to-short black hair, 170 lbs, slender build, approx 30 yr.s old, smoker, no facial hair, and one visible tattoo: A capital "B" on his left hand. My source tells me that he openly admits to being addicted to speed, and will offer it to men he wants to pursue. My source tells me he will drug your drink if you leave it unattended. He always uses needles to inject amphetamines. Don't share a needle with him or anyone! Even your best friend! This guy uses different names: Joe, Jake, Andrew. One source tells me his real last name is "Berry"...but that needs confirmation. Go out and have fun, but don't play with strangers! If you have more information, please contact me! Stay safe! Reply from Grower69xxxx Oh my God! I met him at Jarvo's! He is super hot and asked me to dance with him -- but only if we both took one of the pills he had. I figured it was E and I've done that so many times before. But it was oval-shaped. He said it was Xanax. I'm a longtime Xanax user, but the color looked odd and I said 'no thanks'. I was a little bummed because he was so hot. He said never mind...could he just kiss me? I agreed. He's tall! He bent down and planted a big kiss on my mouth. Be warned! He is so sexy! We were tongue-wrestling right there in the bar. I was a little drunk at that point, but I was still aware of him pushing a spit-covered pill from his mouth into mine. I knew I should spit it out, but I was all horny from the kiss. I guess I swallowed it. I don't get many cute young guys hitting on me anymore! We ended up in a corner and kept making out. He was mumbling things and pressing his groin into mine. Be aware that he has a very large dick and he knows it. It was part of his seduction. I was riding the tide of pure lust for awhile...then I started feeling sick to my stomach. I have never puked in public, so I made a quick exit. Everything I'd eaten in the past month came out behind the bar. It was bad. I made it home and felt like HELL for the next two days. Haven't seen him again. Thanks for the heads-up, Pear Man! 9/20/1994 UPDATE Thank you for all for the emails and info. If you saw the paper this morning,you know that new HIV infections are increasing faster here than in any other city in the Midwest. I blame the serial pozzer wandering among us. I know a few of you naughty men go to the bath house on Renny Street, but maybe stay away from there for a while. Let's get this guy locked up first! New cartoons or on the blog. Have fun! Stay safe! Reply from BBadd505 I am the guy you're looking for, but you'll never find me. I'm smarter and faster than you could ever hope to be. I am spreading gifts and you want me to STOP?? Forget it! Maybe you should try losing some weight! I can help you with that.... Reply from ArvDig999 What an asshole! New comment from SteersG I think this guy lives in the loft next to mine. He matches the description and I've seen him bring home many drunk/out of it men. He is very tall and very skinny. I got a bad feeling from him the first day I moved in. My aunt is a police sketch artist, and I am inviting her over soon. If I get a drawing, I'll post it here, or send it to you. 10/12/1994 FINAL POST This is going to be hard to write... I am going offline for the foreseeable future. I did everything I warned you not to do. I hooked up with that infamous "Gifter". That means I'm a fraud and a failure. I guess I don't need to tell you all that I've had issues with depression for most of my life. It's worse when I drink, which I seldom do these days. I went to "Sack" the other night to help celebrate Dan's birthday. I should have never gone because I was already in a mood. Most of the crowd was partnered with somebody and I was feeling sorry for myself. I drifted away from the group and watched the game of pool going on. It's funny to see two guys play the game as a mating ritual. I eventually just decided to sit alone at the bar and pout. Poor me, poor me. I must have had a cloud over me because I sat alone for the longest time. I stewed in my own juices and alcohol for a good twenty minutes when HE sat next to me. I was off my game, and not sure at first. It's hard to tell the height of people when they are sitting on a bar stool. I felt his darkness, though. "Drinking alone? On a Friday night? Who dumped you?" "Is it Friday? Really? I freelance and don't follow a calendar so much.I didn't get dumped -- that would require a boyfriend first," "My name is Andrew. You look familiar. Do I know you somehow?" Then I knew it was HIM. He fit the description and that darkness I felt had to have come from somewhere. "Bbad505?" "Oh no! Are you Pear Man??" "Shit. Yes, I am." "Well, I have to say that you look skinnier in person than you do in your pic. And better looking. You should let me take a pic of you. " "You are just saying that so I won't turn you in." "For what? What proof do you have that I've committed any crime?" "Actually...I don't care anymore. I reached a turning point tonight. Go do your thing all you want. There's some young healthy guys playing pinball over there." Then I ordered another drink and finally looked at his face, fully. God, he was attractive. Maybe the most attractive man I've ever seen in this city. "Why did you want to stop me? Get me arrested?" "Nothing personal, Andrew. You were knowingly infecting guys...some of them were my friends. But like I said -- I don't care anymore. Go wild." "OK. But they were knowingly taking my raw dick in their ass...who's to blame, really?" I wasn't even aware of the bar or the other people at that point. I was absorbed by his dark evil. "But you drugged them." "Just a rumor. I will offer them a happy pill, maybe...but they were all very aware of what they were doing. A few exceptions...but I get so horned-up sometimes. Don't you?" "I guess. But what about the needles?" "Oh. Guilty as charged. I guess I want to share what I have with everyone." "Why?" "Why? Look at yourself. You're drunk, sad and alone at a bar on a Friday night. Once you have what I have, you are free to do anything. You can go anywhere. Nothing will scare you ever again." I was so far in my bad place, that I didn't think to say 'what about a long, lingering death? doesn't that scare you?'. "I get it, " was all I said. "Plus -- they have new drugs now. It's not just AZT any more. By the time I have symptoms, there will be even better stuff." "Maybe. But, like I said, you are free to do what you want to now. I won't hassle you. Go for it." "I'm already doing what I want to do. I'm hitting on you." God, he was good. "You want to poison me?" "You are still thinking about it all wrong, still. Let's do a shot and go sit somewhere." We did two shots of something brown. Whiskey maybe. We went to a little table. As we walked, I noticed some things: He was severely tall, and had on a really nice leather jacket. He was super thin and had a salon-perfect haircut. "This is nicer," he said. "I've been thinking...and I think I understand why you do this. Maybe I'm wasted, but it's kind of like fathering children, right? You plant something and it grows." "Sort of." "I can see your point of view. Sorry for trying to stop you." "All is forgiven if you do two things. First: take this pill. Second: Kiss me. I just swallowed the pill dry. While I was standing and he was sitting, our mouths were at the same level. I just gave in to the moment and kissed his full lips. I even put a hand on his shoulder. Well...it had begun. "We'll have one more drink and then go back to my place. Sound good?" "Yeah. You're not just trying to prove something, are you? Conquer an enemy?" "You never listen. I'll go get some drinks and we can leave." He walked away and left me alone with my complicated thoughts. The kiss was nice. I thought he would taste dark, but there was an energy there. A passion. Like a pulsating star. He brought me the glass and stayed standing at my side. It was my chance to feel the this famous crotch and I did. He was fully boned. If I went back to his place, he'd probably want to fuck me and then I'd be another victim. Strangely, I wanted that to happen. "You like my big, hard dick? I'll show it to you in a minute." I was mostly gone by that point. "Sounds good." "Let's go. I'm right around the corner. Need me to help you?" "Nah. I'm good." But I did need a little help. My knees felt weak. Maybe I just had to stretch a bit. Or get a little air. I found my balance and we walked a block or two to Andrew's loft. The building was nice...I remember that much. Once we were inside the door, I thought of Christmas. I don't know -- there was something about the lighting or the smell. What WAS that pill? Andrew removed his jacket and shoes. His black-socked feet were so long and skinny. Ichabod. He came back to the couch with a syringe in his hand. Full of clear liquid. "I don't know if you're ready for this just yet. Wjy don't you suck my cock while I take my medicine. I've been awake for three days and need a little pick-me-up. You might need a little too...your eyes are half-closed." He unzipped his fly and let a fat, soft penis hang out. As tempted as I was to kiss it and suck it, I hesitated. "Can I watch you shoot up first?" "Sure. Let's split it. You need to wake up a little and I just need enough to get me through twelve next twelve hours. You like that idea?" "Yeah. Why do you have Christmas lights up already?" "That's fatigue, Babe. This will clear your mind and chase some of the sadness away." He thumped his inner left arm and found the spot he wanted to inject into. He plunged that needle in and I cringed a little. I dreaded getting even flu shot. He let half the syringe flow into his body. His face blossomed with joy and he seemed to lose a few years of age. "Does it hurt?" "No pain, no gain. It is SO worth it." He reached over and rolled up my shirt sleeve. He felt around my forearm until he found a fat vein to stick the bloody needle in. It stung like a wasp. "Ow!" "It's over. I'm done. How do you feel?" A clap of lightning went from my heart to my brain. I saw it and heard it. Damn! Then I felt brand new...right off the "Price is Right" showroom. I hardly even cared that I never asked him what it was. I was also instantly hard...as was Andrew. Damn! He had a very large dick! "I feel like I could run a marathon!" He laughed. "I have a better idea..get down here and suck me." Weirdly, that seemed like the most natural request in the world. I bent over and took that hot tool in my mouth. It was hard as steel, but tasted like a man. I swear it was Christmas already. He held me back for about half a second while he removed the rest of his clothes. "This'll be easier in my bed. Let's go." "Show me the way." He lead me through his loft and I commented about how nice everything was. "Thanks. You just let me put that needle in you with no hesitation. You're probably poz now, but we need to make sure now." His bedroom was large and open. I was horny as Hell but also a little overwhelmed with everything. This happened so fast. "I don't know how to do anything, Andrew." "I know. I know. Just lie on your back and feel good. I like certain things." I lied back on his deliciously soft comforter. It was warm in here...or maybe I was warm. I knew I was breathing extra heavy. "What things?" "Relax. Nothing you won't like too." Andrew squatted over my head and positioned himself in a way so that my nose was buried in his ass and his big balls were on my lips. He didn't put his full weight down, so I could breathe. I sucked each ball carefully. My own sack was ultra sensitive -- so I was extra gentle. His butt didn't smell all that good. I could tell he had skipped a shower or two. But I found I didn't mind so much. I mean, it was Christmas after all. That's what I imagined. There was a blizzard outside and a huge fire burning in the fireplace. So warm in here. "Well done. I love my balls worked on. I am so close right now...I'll need to fuck you soon." "Yes, Yes. Poz me now." "Oh, it's as good as done now. I've got some excellent lube, but my dick will probably still tear you up a little. It won't feel very nice for the first few minutes. It'll probably be easier for you to get on all fours and let me in from behind." "Anything you say. I want this." Kneeling like this, like a dog, helped with my head spins a little. He said it wouldn't feel nice when his dick went inside me, but it did....in a wonderfully painful way. I couldn't separate pleasure from pain right then. He worked his way down into my deepest guts. "Damn! This is the absolute tightest hole I've ever been in! And you didn't even yell! You must be feeling good, right?" "I feel perfect." He grunted and kept thrusting that tool of his at a feverish pace. "Oh Shit. This ride is about to end, Buddy. Tell me what you want?" "I want you to poz my neg ass." "Say it like you mean it! Loudly!" "SPRAY YOUR TOXIC SEED INSIDE OF ME!!" "Ahhh... here it comes. Shit, man." Several rancid ropes of drugged, positive cum pulsed out of his dick and into my body. It was over with, and I was just another of his victims. I'd done and become what I used to try and prevent. Oh well. We spent most of the next day together, shooting up and fucking. Dirty needles and dirty cum. I went home and took Monday off. I was grateful I didn't become a speed addict like Andrew. But there was no way the virus hadn't worked it's horrible magic. I just knew it was in my blood now. We didn't hook up again after that time. I didn't even ask if he wanted to maybe "date". He was on a mission to convert as many negative men as he could. So that was the confession, dear friends. You might now understand why I am going to go offline for some time. I have disappointed all of you as well as myself. Let this be a lesson on how easy it is to lose your way.

I want a BF like Keith..... Want a BF to pick strangers to fill me and I've no choice.

Safety First. Always have a wingman there to help facilitate things and act as doorman/bodyguard. This will allow you to relax and enjoy what’s cumming.

Holy fuuuuuuck @losolent.

Same! I get such a rush when I’m doing anon. Hearing the door of the motel open, me being ass up waiting, hearing him undress, then the feel of his hand on my ass, then his fingers grazing my pussy. Then his rock hard cock press against my pussy. Ughh it’s the best feeling ever.

anon is the best, i just had one

Agree! Have a few fuck buddies, but ultimately you know their moves. Anonymous sex means every fuck can be different, you never know if you are up for a pump and dump or a long pounding or a slow n’smooth. It’s so sexy when the cock slips in and then finding where you are going to be taken and not knowing. The triggers change you move your ass differently, bend, thrust back as you find their rhythm and intent and push to get the load! Delicious !

I learned "Tira mis tetas!" and "Soy una puta!" for use with landscape crews who come into the XXX bookstore. [EG]

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.

Exactly this!!! I started hosting as a cumdump since summer, blindfolded. It is SUCH a turn on not knowing who the men are or what they look like. It brings you to your most true self and your animal senses. I work extra hard to make sure the tops are pleased and dumping their load in my ass. It feels extra amazing because that’s all that you can focus on. I can really say it is an addiction and I only crave more and more. I don’t think I can ever go back to regular (on one on) sex after that... I NEED anon loads!!

DILF party returns to Heretic this Friday night! Wear your jock, gear, harness and whatever else makes you feel slutty!

Great story, good writing. I'm hoping the two of them bottom for strangers when they go back to the theater. I envision the two of them standing together at the back of the theater against the half wall behind the last row of seats as men come up behind them and load their asses. "Is he cumming?" "Yeah, Dad." "Nice. He shoots big loads, I've had him before." It practically writes itself.

I’m a sissy faggot cum dump bottom slut and have a have a perverted [banned word] daddy with a ridiculously thick 10” cock who encourages my sinful filthy whore ways. He loves watching me get passed around and my hole flooded, then go to him a leaking hot mess. As I straddle him with all those loads leaking out of me onto his cock I ask him if he liked what he saw and if it turned him on, then proceed to beg for his fat cock to wreck my hole and violate me. He bends me over calling me a dirty faggot slut as he fucks me deep and hard spilling his seed inside me

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!

This past fall I extended the rule against promoting harm to a real person to cover harm to the community and applied it to political discussions where people were expressing support and encouraging others to vote for political candidates that had a track record of harming our community. That policy of not allowing things that harm our community is being expanded in some rather significant ways. Specifically… ➤ Certain types of AIDS Fetish are being BANNED What is still allowed is expressing that you find "AIDSy" looking guys hot. Saying you think they're hot harms no one, and after everything those guys have gone through, it probably helps them to know people still find them sexually attractive. What is being banned is encouraging other people to progress to stay off meds so long that they progress to AIDS. I know many of you didn't live through the AIDS epidemic, but it was truly horrible. I cared for my lover as he died of AIDS. I wouldn't wish that experience on anyone - even the experience of being a caregiver was pretty horrible. There is a huge difference between being HIV positive and having AIDS. You can live a reasonably healthy life and have a completely normal life expectancy being poz. But the same is not true once you progress to AIDS. Once you progress to AIDS your life expectancy goes down and your quality of life can completely plummet. In case you don't know, an HIV positive person is considered to have AIDS if they get one of a number of opportunistic infections, or when their CD4 ("t-cell") count drops to 200 (or sometimes 250 - depending on the standard used). Doctors will want you to do on meds before you CD4 drops below 500. But then there's a gray area between ~350 and 500 which is also relatively safe, though you do up your risk of complications slightly. This ban also applies to encouraging people to become highly drug resistant. Since that's another clear path to AIDS. Simply put, wanting to progress to AIDS or become highly drug resistant is a form of self harm that's borderline suicidal. Encouraging someone to progress to AIDS or become highly drug resistant borders on encouraging them to kill themselves. It's not OK. ➤ HIV Fetish, Bug Chasing & Gift Giving are still very much ALLOWED As I mentioned there's a huge difference between being poz and having AIDS. So I have no problem with guys who want to become poz. Simply put, it's right for some guys. I also have no problem with gift giving. Thanks to PrEP, gift givers can't harm guys who don't want to be harmed. And most guys have at least two years before their CD4 drops below 500, so there is a period of time when they can be a gift giver without risking their own health. But be careful… do not use the word AIDS when you mean HIV or poz. "I wanna give you HIV" or "I wanna poz you" are both fine. "I wanna give you AIDS" is not OK. Fetishizing poz or toxic loads is fine. Fetishing AIDS loads is not OK. Learn to say what you mean. Words matter! ➤ STI Fetish is BANNED Fetishizing STIs other than HIV is also banned. STIs are a fact of life if you bareback, but we want to keep them to a bare minimum since they're a literal pain in the butt (or dick). Sex is supposed to be fun, but when guys stop going to bathhouses and the sex parties because they keep getting STIs when they go – that harms our "sexual ecosystem". Big crowds at bathhouses and sex parties helps everyone. It's more fun for us, and more profitable for the bathhouses and sex clubs. ➤ These bans apply to fiction as well as real life situations Fantasizing about things often turns into real-life behavior, so the bans apply to fictional stories as well. ➤ Generally, things that do significant harm to the community are BANNED Basically I'm banning anything that causes permanent, significant harm to individuals or significant harm to the community as a whole. That said, there's a lot of gray area. In the gray area if it's harm to a real person it will be more likely to trigger an infraction. So for example - a bottom is getting spit roasted and the top fucking him slips him a booty bump without him knowing. Since drugs wear off after a few hours, that's not permanent harm. In a fictional story that would be allowed provided the story doesn't progress to him becoming a drug addict (which would be significant harm). But encouraging someone to do that to a real person - that wouldn't be allowed. Or another example - castration. If a bottom is considering castration and you encourage them to go through with it - it all depends on how you encourage them. If you encourage them to take months to fully think it through, and then find a qualified doctor to do the procedure - that would be fine. If you encourage them to take a less careful course of action - that would be a problem and would get an infraction. ➤ The stories of victims are still very much allowed Victims are always allowed to tell their stories provided they state the abuse factually and don't overly fetishize the abuse. They can even say that since the abuse they've gotten turned on by it and seek it out. Though there is the risk of that going too far into fetishizing the behavior. So tread carefully there. Why I'm implementing the new policy Recently here and on Twitter I've been seeing a lot of AIDS and STI fetish and I've found it deeply disturbing. Simply put, it's a level of harmful that I haven't seen before. The bug chasing back in the late 90s (post ARVs) and early 00s would have violated these new policies, but it was different back then. There was this immense fear of becoming poz combined with the realization that sooner or later bottoms especially would probably become poz. So bug chasing "got it over with". From that point of view the improvement to the person's mental health probably balanced out the risk to their physical health. And with the advent of PrEP it's a huge step for some guys to come to the realization that they want to be poz, then choose to go off PrEP, and then actually get pozzed. To put it in simple terms it seems to be a tribal thing for many of them. Belonging to a tribe can have an upside, and that process doesn't harm anyone else. But AIDS fetish and STI fetish cause significant harm with zero upside. They're pure harm. I don't want this site to be the catalyst for that type of behavior. Implementation of the new policy For the next week if you violate the new policy you'll just get a warning. After that there will be an infraction. If you see old posts that violate the new rules, please report them and a moderator will do one of three things: 1) edit them so they comply, 2) add a note that posts like that are no longer allowed, or 3) hide the post or thread if the violation is serious enough and not easily remedied via editing. Confused? If you're confused as to whether something is allowed under the new policy, I constructed a series of questions that you go through to figure out if it's banned or allowed… https://breeding.zone/topic/64867-read-this-significant-change-in-rules-effective-31/?do=findComment&comment=683626

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.

The young sexy horny bottom sub pig had walked in Leather Daddy's door late Friday night hoping for and expecting to get majorly spun on T and to worship and please the dominant Daddy he'd been with once before. He had been hungry to have Daddy's cock and cum in his mouth while Daddy kept him high, never even considering the idea of taking a cock in his neg virgin boi-hole. That boi was gone now, replaced by the naked, sweaty, parTyed up insatiable cock, cum and piss whore who was now on his hands and knees in front of me, his face buried in the carpet, pushing his no-longer-virgin hole back hungrily onto my fist buried up to the wrist in his hot burning cum-and-piss filled ass! He was mumbling and moaning in total piggy need as I fucked my fist in and out of his stretched and unresisting boihole. “Please, bro, OMG, PLEASE dude fuck me with your fist! Shove it deep and let me fucking FEEL it man! Ohhhhhhh gawd yesssssssssss. More bro, please give me more! Fucking stretch my ass bro!!! Mmmmmmmmmmmmm” I felt his hole spasm around my fist and wrist as I twisted my hand back and forth inside his warm wet wrecked fuckchute. I opened my fingers slightly inside him making contact with his already-bruised and sensitive prostate and heard him whimper loudly as he shoved back against me wanting – needing – more!! It was so fucking wild how easily and readily he accepted his first fist-fucking and my dick was rockhard as I felt his need and hunger increasing. And although his formerly bi cherry hole had been fucked and bred multiple times so far this weekend, his ass lips were still tight and snug around my wrist. Damn sweet! I was stroking my dripping cock with my free hand thinking of pulling my hand out of his ass and shoving my raw POZ cock inside him, wanting to add another load of toxic unmedicated spunk to his corrupted hole. Just as I was about to do it, Leather Daddy walked back into the room. I'm not sure where he'd been or what he'd been doing, but I'd heard him a couple times talking to somebody on the phone. But I didn't think much about it with the feeling of Trevor's hungry ass taking my fist. “Hot fucking damn! You pigs look so fucking nasty and hot!”, Daddy growled. Trevor raised his head up immediately hearing Daddy's voice and I watched Daddy walk around and stand in front of him, his thick hard Daddy cock standing out straight in front of him. Daddy put his finger under Trevor's chin and raised his head up so they were looking at each other eye-to-eye. “How you liking that fist inside your fucking cunt boi? Feeling good?” Trevor moaned with lust and heat and answered, “Oh fuck yeah Daddy!! It feels so fucking awesome! I can't believe how good it feels! Never thought I'd be able to take a fist or want to but I want it and I love it!! Will Daddy fuck me with his fist too? It's even bigger than bro's and I know it'll feel sooooooooo good!!” Daddy chuckled softly and ran his thumb along Trevor's wet lips. “I'm sure that can be arranged pig. Your Daddy loves fucking a hole – with my tongue, fingers, dick and fist. Doesn't matter what I use I just love fucking pig bottoms slut holes!!” “Yes Daddy, please! I need it so much!”, Trevor begged. Just then there was a knock at the door. Daddy grinned evilly as Trevor and I both stared at him then looked at the door and then back to him. I even stopped moving my fist and left it unmoving in Trevor's guts. “First though boys, Daddy has his first surprise for you. I know you're going to love it!” With that Daddy walked to the door and opened it. Standing on the porch with the lightening sky as a backdrop behind him (it was morning already?!) was a massive giant of a man! My guess was at least 6'3”, 240-250 obviously solid pounds of meat and muscle, wearing a sleeveless shirt unbuttoned exposing his hairy dark chocolate chest and abs with both nips pierced. Trevor and I both moaned in wanton lust at this vision as Daddy stepped back and the dark god walked in and Daddy closed the door.

Not that it's the same, but I have looked at sperm, collected 50 hrs after being bred, under a microscope and it was still alive and swimming around quite energetically.

Been hooked on the taste of cum since I was 7. Been eating my own every day since I shot my first load at 11.

Well, let’s put it this way. If those people that encourage you to be a poz, have also promised to take care of you when you are sick and help you finanically when you are struggling to pay your medical bills, then by all means, go for it as you have a strong supporting system to help you dealing with the down side of HIV. Unfortunately, the reality is that you are most likely on your own when you suffer. Being a poz doesn’t mean that you are automatically welcomed to some kind of poz brotherhood where endless hot sex awaits you. We will all get old some day and when we are too find anyone to have sex with, the virus continues to stay in you. Some say that being a poz makes them feel liberated. I guess it is truth in some way because you are already in the worst possible scenario, you cannot get any worse and have nothing to lose. Also, if you ever find yourself in such condition, you will try to normalize your circumstances by learning to deal with the situation and make the best of it. This is our basic survival instinct. That’s why many people get upset about being a poz at first but later do not regret it because they have learnt to adapt. That’s my own opinion. We are defined by more than just sex. Sex is important but it shouldn’t be the only thing that we are after in our lives. Some fantasies should remain as fantasies. Being a poz is a mixed bag, be prepared to accept the bads as well as the “goods” (if there are some)that come with it.

This is the look of a true fag when he enjoys my POZ cock

Was at the CumUnion in Palm Springs. Got there early, but all of the slings were already taken. Walked around and played a bit in the playrooms - sucked some dick, laid on a massage table and got fingered, eaten and fucked, walked around a bit more got the occasional grope - stopped and backed up. A couple took the opportunity and slid right in and fucked me standing up in the walkway. A couple pulled me off to the side and bent me over a chair or trash can. Eventually my hole was leaking a half-dozen loads as I walked around naked. Found an empty sling and hopped in and slid on a blindfold. Had a couple of looky-loos (could hear them approach, then scurry away. It happens - more often early in the evening.). Had a couple walk up and both fucked me. Don't know who they were, but they traded off inside me and egged each other on as they fucked. Love couples who cum in me! Eventually, they both came in me groaning and living the release and the second one REALLY loved his partner's juices in me! They left and it quieted down, so I got out (don't hog the facilities, after all). Moved to an outside sling that was busy earlier with a hot porn star. Since it was empty, I hoed up and proceeded to take a few more loads, the occasional few quick pumps, then a guy walked up and started talking about my hole like he'd found the holy grail. LOVED it! He pumped and teased my ass - hard and gentle, every angle, opening me up and talking dirty the whole time. He told me to open it up and I did, he ate my ass and sucked some cum out of me and continued fucking. I was in heaven. He must've gone for about 20 minutes when a tall guy who'd been circling came closer. Hot man offered the new guy my hole as he pulled out. The new guy was hung like a horse and rock hard. He plunged into me in one thrust all the way to the balls making me gasp and grab the poppers. He held himself there while I adjusted. Then he proceeded to pound my hole hard and deep forcing me to wince and exhale. He relished it and kept hitting that wall inside me until he slid past and I moaned like a freak. He pumped and pumped as the other guy egged him on. I could feel him tense as he shot into me flooding me and making my ass leak. I could feel him shoot a couple more times then he pulled out and fingered my cummy, gaping hole. He left and the hot guy dove down and ate my sloppy hole before he slid back in and shot his own load in me. I ALWAYS have a good time at CumUnion!

I joined a sex addict group in college to fuck