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I am Paul 47 years old, 5'6 and 140 pounds, average in most every way and if you walked by me on the street you wouldn't know I am a pig at heart. I am married to Ken 66, 6'2 175 beautiful hairy chest, nice fat 6 inch cock. We have been together for 16 years, married for 6. A few years ago Ken's sex drive started to slow and to compensate we began adding additional people into our bedroom. It was a great outlet to get new cock and I used it as often as I could get away with it, He always choose our partners and made sure they passed his safety requirements, although I did get him to look at a profile here and there and in more than one occasion I was able to bring in a different cock. We had regulars, some big cocks for me and some bottoms for him. Ken found that it made him just as hard and satisfied watching me with these men as when it was him pushing his fat cock into me. We discussed our "Sexual Bucket List" often, adding new hot ideas and removing the impossible. Ken always wanted to fuck me with another mans cum in me, it made him so hard thinking about sliding into my used ass and feeling that cum on his cock as he pushed it deeper into me. Unfortunately he never felt comfortable enough with our regulars to ask them not to use a condom and was not sure I was willing to go that far. My fantasies revolved around being restrained and used, used by a group, mostly being made to service a hot man or men with Ken watching, but all bareback. For the last few months we have been planning a trip away, no particular destination, just one that had a good amount of horny men. We decided on Phoenix due to location and a large gay population. We checked into our room, I told Ken I was hitting the shower after that drive. The water felt real good, washing away several hours on the road. but what felt even better was when Ken stepped into the shower with the lube in his hand. He rinsed off and lathered his cock and gave me a good pounding and load. We drove around exploring the city, trying to find the places listed on the gay listings and mentioned in BBRT. We found most of the places, then found a take out place and went back to the room. I noticed that Ken's phone message tone went off a couple times, I asked him who it was and he said it was junk mail. The next time it went off he went outside and returned a few minutes later. I of course asked him who that was and he said he was planning a night for me and don't ask questions. My cock twitched when he said that. After a nap for Ken and a through cleaning in the shower for me, I asked what he had planned. He said he had been chatting with a hot young local guy and he thinks I will enjoy myself. He told me he was leaving to pick up our guest and I should be naked and ready when he returned. I made sure I was well prepped and was sitting on the bed going through gay sites when the door opened and in walked Ken with a young black man. I thought Tyrell was stunning at first site, dark skin, quite tall, slim and muscular. I stood and walked over to greet them and was soon on my knees playing with the considerable bulge, then fishing out a nice fat cock out of his jeans. His very meaty cock was soon growing down my throat, he grabbed my head and pulled me off his cock, saying I was going to make him cum. I undressed them both and kissed Ken deep whispering "thank you" for the gift. He knew this was high on my bucket list. Ken stepped back and let Tyrell and I get comfortable on the bed. We started grinding our hard cocks together, his much more substantial cock pushing at mine, he adjusted himself and I moaned as his cock slid past my hole and up the crack of my ass. Tyrell put me on my back and put my legs on his shoulders. I had a perfect view of his hot muscular body, this young man had spent a lot of time in the gym. He started rubbing his big cock on my hole, I made sure Ken saw that I reached out for a magnum condom and started putting on that beautiful dark cock, I made sure to grab the tip and rolled it down his cock and there was more cock than condom, I smiled knowing I was in for a good time and pulled him to my hole, Tyrell added lube then pushed at my hole. I looked over at Ken and he was watching the process closely. Satisfied, he went back to his chair to watch the fuck going on in front of him. Tyrell sunk his fat cock into me in one long slow push. I had taken big cock often so my receptive hole just opened wide and accepted him into me. As usual Ken walked over and grabbed the cock in me, first because it turned him on, but also to make sure the condom was on so he could relax and enjoy, I wrapped my legs around this man and held on tight while he fucked me deep on each stroke. It was obvious he was going to take his time. I relaxed and let him use me totally, Ken got up to go to piss and Tyrell whispered in my ear, "I saw what you did to the condom" I looked at him wondering that he was talking about and then "the condom broke a couple minutes ago" I looked into his eyes and said "I know, I felt it break and your raw cock in me feels fucking great" he whispered "good because when the condom broke I filled your hole with the first load.". I grabbed him, kissed him and told him my hole was his for use until he was tired of it. He laughed and said "I am 28 years old, live with mom and 5 sisters, never gets privacy and his bed shares a paper thin wall with 3 sisters, he told me he as to be quiet and has taught himself to shoot silently over the years, he also shared that he has great control of his orgasms and can pretty much shoot cum at will, with that he plunged in deep and hard a couple times and looked at me and said he just added a little more lube to my ass. I grabbed him and held him as he fucked me hard, Ken came back to watch and we fucked like animals until he loudly built himself to a thundering orgasm, he was loud, grunting, animal look in his eyes as he shot another load for Ken's benefit. I hit the shower first, washing off the sex, but I was careful to keep what Tyrell had given me. When I walked out naked and wet, Ken told me he asked our guest to stay the night and he accepted. Ken said Tyrell was anxious to get back into my hole. Tyrell was next in the shower, when he walked out toweling himself off, he was showing off all the work in the gym for my benefit, pulsing muscles, making his pecs dance, showing off a hot dark skinned man and it made me hard as a rock knowing I had some of him inside me. Ken was next in the shower and in the time it took him on there, Tyrell had already shoved his beautiful cock back in me and said the slide in made him cum again, he laughed and said he added more lube. Ken came out to see us entangled in the small bed so he choose the other bed in the room and settled down for sleep. In the course of the night, Tyrell added 3 more silent loads. In the early morning we woke up Ken with Tyrell pounding me from behind, Ken pulled out his hard cock and stroked while we rutted for his benefit. When Tyrell pulled out it was obvious no condom was on his beautiful big cock. Ken was watching closely as he stroked, he grinned seeing no condom. After returning our guest to his house, Ken found me on the bed still lounging from the good fuck. He almost ripped his clothes off and lunged at me, kissing me to my cock then back up as he slid his fat 6 inches into the mess left by Tyrell. He groaned and fucked me hard until he added his DNA to the mix. He didn't bring it up only saying his bucket list item was now checked. We entertained 2 more hot men in that room that weekend, each time Ken could not wait to slide his fat dick into my sloppy hole. We also explored a naked trail, a hot bookstore and a bathhouse, those are stories for another day. On the drive home Ken brought up that he never asked status of the guys, he didn't want to know and I had no say. He had planned to get me fucked and had even sabotaged the condoms to make sure I had cum in me and figured what I didn't know wont hurt me, Now I knew what Tyrell meant when he said "I know what you did to the condoms". He said he had read my diary and knew I was wanting my inner pig out, so he decided this trip would expand our horizons, I stroked my hard cock as he told me life is too short, we need to be adventurous, we would be adding this to our sex life and he said a breeding party was being set up for me. He said he started reading the BBRT stories I had saved and it turned him on, changed him knowing I had this need to be a pig and as such he will not apologize for his actions, I am a pig. In my head I kept hearing, "he didn't ask status", I shot my load onto my stomach.

After I found BBRT and jacking off to many stories, I started wanting to find a man like many in the stories. I started off on the fringe, lurking around getting excited about that I was hearing and reading. My cock would get so hard, so much precum, I would play with it pretending that the precum was being used by a hot poz man, he was using my precum as lube. so many fantasies, so many secrets, so much want to be used as a pig. Over the course of the last couple weeks I came to the conclusion that I am a cum loving sick fuck that wants to be used by any and all and take what every man gives him. I met a guy the other day , we were at a gathering and it looked like he was as bored as I was, I kept telling myself he was not my type, if I have one. He was tall, lanky, with a smirk on his face all the time like he was up to something. We were pretty much stuck in the same place so to make the best of it I started going around the room chatting to everyone, when I finally got to him he looked me in the eye and said "what took you so long" his response took me off guard and I stammered and looked down at his and my feet. He continued talking saying he noticed how I looked at him when I was standing there, He said he knew the look and was ready if I was. Without any effort from my body and almost in a daze, I started following him up the stairs and into a bedroom, he started by undressing and dropping on the bed, He has a nice body, hair where it was suppose to be, slightly muscular and a nice fat dick, but something still made my warning lights go off in my head. Hs said "are you going to stand there all day or strip, if you don't get naked get out of my bedroom. looking directly into his eyes, my hands reached for each item of clothing and quickly stood before him nude for inspection. I kept thinking "what the fuck am I doing" but my brain took over and my inner pig took over, soon his hard cock was being slobbered on by me, looking up at him with that smug grin on his face. He pushed my head down on his cock and groaned when I reached the hairs at the base of his cock, he said "you took it all bitch good deal, now I know you can deepthroat my big cock, I am going to have some fun. I was on my back, head over the edge of the bed, this strange man shoving his cock in and out of my throat. I had to admit I loved it and a small moan let him know I was enjoying it. After swallowing his cock for a while I felt his fingers move to my ass. He pulled away and stroked his cock taking all the throat slime and applied it to my hole and pushed it inside, it felt good and again I moaned on his cock and pushed my ass back on his fingers. Soon he was 4 fingers deep stabbing them into my ass hard, My inner pig came out and I asked him to fuck me. He said he was waiting for me to ask and said to get his cock good and wet because he was out of lube and it would be all I had to go with. He shoved deep into my throat and pulled back again covered in spit, drool and throat slime then pulled me onto the floor and said ass up bitch. I followed direction and he moved behind me and slapped his cock on my ass and around my hole. I felt his weight shift then felt his big cock slide all the way into me in one slow push. After he bottomed out he said "you are in for the ride of your life" he slowly pulled out saying he liked how my hole was grabbing on and pulling him back inside me. He fucked slow and long, stroke after stroke he would bottom out and grind deep. He then put me on my back and slowly bottomed out, he looked at me and said "I hope you are in it for the long run because I am not pulling out, he then picked up the pace and started long fast strokes deep into my pig hole. He didn't last too long, and soon said "here is cums bitch, you are going to enjoy this for a long time" He flooded my hole grinding as deep as he could, then pulled out and started dressing. He said for me to dress and get the fuck out of his room, so I did, as he walked away he told me it was good fuck and I should keep that in as long as possible. A couple days ago I reached out to my friend to see if I could get some more information on this man. I was told his roommate is a redhead guy and does not fit that description. I told him what happened and he said "well that clears up one mystery about that night, my roommate found a mess on the floor of his room and evidence someone got fucked". I admitted it was me and apologized for leaving the mess. He told me that no one knew him, not even his name. Apparently he just walked into the party and when given the opportunity, dropped a big load in my ass and just left. I am now wondering if my chasing has paid off. I will let you know.

Zac was behind me pressing his cock at my hole, but I pulled away not wanting to lose any of Dan's spunk. "Let the boi rest, man." Den slapped his hand down on the seat beside him, "Sit up, boi. There's no rush. Zac, sort Dan out, will ya?" I slowly moved to sit next to Den, scooping up the cum that had leaked out of me. Den put his arm round my shoulders and pulled me to him. I reached over with my spunk covered hand and started stroking his shaft while Zac got Dan in the chair then sat on the floor. Den squeezed me a little closer, "OK,boi?" "Uh huh," I smiled, "Fuck..." We sat for a few minutes while Den rolled a joint, "Dan's done for the night now, but Zac's gonna give you another load before you get my piece up you. Understand? "Oh, yeah, wanna feel you in me." I had a few lugs on the joint and passed it to Zac, then reached over and took the pipe from the table. I took a long deep pull and put it down, holding my breath. When I couldn't hold any more I bent over and took Den's knob in my mouth and breathed out over him. He put a hand on my head and lightly pushed me down. I got about half way before the first gag came. My jaw was stretched open so far I thought my lips would tear. He took his hand away, I pulled up to hold just the knob in my mouth and worked over it with my tongue. Den was mumbling encouragement, "Mmmm, nice..." A little precum oozed and I flicked my tongue over the slit. I shifted up on to my knees for a better angle, so I was kneeling on the sofa beside him. His arm dropped from my shoulders and he felt up my twitching fuck hole. Zac got on the sofa behind me, spat on my hole and pushed himself into me with one stroke. Dan's spunk oozed as Zac fucked harder and faster. Den lifted me off his knob and put the pipe in my mouth, I chugged hard before he took it away and my head dropped to his balls. I licked and sucked on them as best I could. Zac was getting close - knew the signs. He spasmed and let out a long growl when he finally let off in me. He withdrew slowly, scooping up the leaking spunk and fingering it back into me. I clamped closed as hard as I could and turned to suck him clean. Turning back to Den, I straddled him with his knob just touching me. He locked my eyes with his. I relaxed and felt the spunk run from my cunt over his knob as I pushed down onto him. I winced at the pain when he popped into me, I stayed just there getting used to his knob. The pain only lasted a few seconds, but my cunt throbbed at stretching to take him. He took hold of my arm and this time I saw him put the syringe in my vein. I reached over and took hold of it, pressing the plunger myself. He pulled it away and let go, lifting my arm. It was stronger than the first. My cunt opened and slid down on him before the rush peaked... Den put an arm round me, pulled me close, slid over sideways and laid on the sofa with me still sitting fully impaled. All my muscles were twitching, especially my guts round his shaft, as he started bucking up into me. I leant back, reaching for support on the back of the sofa, and lifted to give him more space. He fucked longer and harder. I felt the pain as if it was someone else's and started matching his strokes until he was taking full length strokes into me. Sweat was running from me and suddenly Zac was on my armpit, rubbing his face and licking up the sweat. He pulled away, and a few seconds later came round to kiss me deeply with his face and tongue covered in my stink. As soon as our mouths closed on each other, he blew a lungfull of smoke which I eagerly sucked down. Den pushed Zac aside and pulled me down to kiss and suck the remaining smoke from my lungs. He was still bucking up and down, but with the crystal smoke and movement he popped out. I reached round, he slid me down to the floor before I could get back on him. I was on all fours, Zac scooted under me and licked at my soft cock and balls which were wet from all the spunk oozing from my hole. Den slid back in to me and fucked a long slow stroke. Zac went from my stiffening cock to Dan's shaft stretching me open, and back again. After a while, Dan started taking harder, faster strokes and Zac slid away. Dan built up to a new rhythm, and when he's settled into it Zac slid back under me. This time to kiss and exchange lungfulls of smoke. He'd got his legs straddling mine so when he lifted his legs my knob felt his hole. Den's next in stroke pushed me in to him. He held me tight with his arms and legs so I was lying on top of him. The taste of cum, cunt and sweat while we kissed was making me as high as the meth. Instinctively, I started fucking. Den slowed and let me fuck myself on him, gradually taking him further and further. I was fucking faster and harder and Den was pushing further down until he was all in me and me all in Zac. All I could do was rock back and forth. Dan leant down and I felt his full weight on my back. He was pumping slowly at my guts when I felt the needle ... the rush ... My head cleared to a deep, viscous fucking. I was screaming into Zac's mouth and realised I was still fucking him. Or Den was fucking him with my cock, more like. Den was cursing and shouting abuse at me "...fuck your queer white cunt...", "... black man meat..." You know the stuff. I started bucking back and forth, clamping round his shaft, ignoring the pain, reaching round to feel his shaft and balls. "Fucking black man in me... Yeah..." Zac pulled me down to whisper, "He's not gonna stop 'til he cums. Play with his balls." My balls ached from being drawn up so far and I was desperately trying not to cum - I'd have to stop if I did. I reached further and felt his balls which were now tight. Kissing Zac again, I tickled Den as his balls and shaft rubbed over my fingers. My arm was cramping when his rhythm faltered and he fell hard on my back. Short random thrusts, deep inside me, and he was literally flooding spunk into me. Even with him so deep, and my cunt clenching round him, it was oozing out and I spread it over my balls and cock. My cock exploded in Zac and I clamped so hard on Den I thought I might squeeze his cock off. We stayed locked together for several minutes before Zac shifted and I fell out of him. He hauled himself 'up' so my face rubbed over his chest and belly. When his cock came to my mouth, I sucked him clean and he started rising in my mouth. Den lifted himself and eased from my sloppy hole, slumping on the sofa. I turned and licked pressed my face to his cock and balls. As I started licking him clean, Zac slid into me, "I love a sloppy wet arse." I was twitching, sore/numb and could barely feel him except when his thighs slapped my butt. I rubbed Den's cock all over my face, covering myself in the spunk and cunt juice. My arse must've felt like fucking a sack, but soon Zac pumped another load into me before collapsing on the floor with me following behind. I woke sometime later with Zac spooning me from behind. It was light outside and Zac was sleeping with his cock in me.

less of the judgey judgey "lax sexual habits...disease vector" bullshit. We are all sexually generous beings having a god time. You have sex, you can get STIs. We are lucky we can get tested and get treated. Don't put people off getting tested by spreading the stereotypical "you have an infection - ergo - you must be dirty"

I've done it a bunch before but 2 weeks ago I did it and it all happened PERFECTLY and all I can think about is that lol. I don't wanna jerk off, just play with my hole constantly. Has this happened to anyone else? And sorry if its a stupid question 🙂

I was horny and hungover and feeling a bit burned out from partying the night before. In total I had about 2 hours of sleep between hanging with a few friends and then getting home and trying to pass out. Every time I tried to sleep, I would end up on my phone and refreshing my Grindr screen over and over again. After a few more attempts to sleep, I said fuck it, got up and smoked some weed while cruising for dick. I live in an urban area but with COVID-19 and a relatively small bubble, I have not been hooking up much... or at all. The sexual frustration was getting to me. I am a late 20s guy, pretty sexually adventurous, but also really shy and often afraid to make the first move. I am 5'11, 180 lbs, 6in uc dick, and handsome, or so I am told. My online profiles are pretty tame. I usually use two different accounts and this early morning I was logged into my slut account. Barely any information, just a picture of me in my underwear showing off a thick ass, and the title, "Looking now" with a downwards arrow. I tend to get a bit of chatter from guys but rarely do I get and solid action and I often chicken out before anything can happen. I am a bit goofy but have a dark side, especially when I party. I have lots of desires and fetishes, but rarely do I act on any of them for fear of being hurt or in catching something. Also, I am always worried that my sexual adventures could follow me publicly. Today I wasn't really sure what I was looking for, I just knew my thresholds and inhibitions seem to feel much lower than usual. Shortly into my Grindr refresh and toke journey I got a message from a blank profile about 5 miles away, asking me what's up, followed by a dick pic, and, "looking to play? hosting here." The dick was wet and hard, uncut, and looked like it was attached to a fairly average body and a huge set of balls. My stoner mind, hard dick, and hangover combined, making my mouth water and my ass feel tight just at the sight of the dick. I took a hit of poppers and started crafting my reply. Me: "Hey, hot dick. Horny here. Hungover, not sure what I am looking for. Had a pretty late night" Him: "Nice. Your ass looks nice, you like to get fucked? Hosting and alone here. You should come over." I dont know what compelled me to write what I wrote next, but I did. Me: "You ever like it anon?" I often watch a lot of amateur anonymous bareback porn, with the scenes where a younger guy is blindfolded and used by a few men always making me cum. Him: "Fuck yeh. You want it anon? We can do it anon. I have my own place and I can blindfold you. We never have to even see each other's faces." My dick started to throb. I closed Grindr for a minute, feeling overwhelmed and thinking this conversation was going to get me into trouble. I switched back to some porn, took another hit of weed and a hit of poppers. As soon as the poppers and weed starting hitting I switched back to Grindr and saw a few more messages from the same guy. "Come on over, I can fuck you, you can leave. It will be fun. Trust me"... "Hey? You interested?"... "Fuck dude, where did you go? So horny here"... "you like to party?"... "fine, you are just another cock tease. fuck it." I had only ghosted for a few minutes but clearly he was frustrated. I zeroed in on the party comment and decided to say fuck it, I am going for it. Me: "Yeh. I like to party. Ill come over. But I want it anon, you do what you want to me. I def like to party, Stoned here but open to all kinds. Do what you want." He replied with his address and asked, "how long?" I ordered an Uber. Me: "10 minutes away, should arrive in 20. What are my instructions?" ----- In the 10 minutes before the uber arrived I did a quick clean out. My head was a bit light, but I could feel the stone starting to wear off so I took a shot of tequila. It was pretty early in the morning, but I knew I was going to lose my nerve. When the Uber arrived, I locked the door to my place, left a note for my roomie, and headed out. In the car I read his instructions over and over again. Him: "When you arrive, come in the side door off of the garage and strip down completely. I will have a bandana and a jock strap for you to put on. Leave your clothes in the garage. Once you are ready, I will come and get you and lead you into the house. Then, you follow instructions. Is that clear?" I had responded and said yes, but between the time I confirmed and getting into the uber, my nerve was starting to dissolve. The shot of tequila hadnt done much, the weed was wearing off, and I couldnt sniff poppers in the back of the uber. Suddenly, I felt afraid. I sent him a message. I was having second thoughts. "Im on my way over. Im getting nervous. You do this often?" No response. The uber kept driving along. Thankfully the journey was a bit slower than I anticipated. I wrote some more. "You got condoms?" No response. His profile indicated he was online, but he was either ignoring me or he was preoccupied. "Man, I am really having second thoughts. How do I know you wont hurt me?" Still no response. I sat silently in the uber and refreshed my grindr page. His profile was getting closer and closer. As we neared his place, more hot profiles starting showing. I thought, at least I could ditch him and head somewhere else if needed. I was wrestling with myself and my head, feeling my cock strain against my tight undies in my blue jeans while my rational and logical brain were telling me to go home, find another way to scratch this itch. I was lost in my thought when I felt the driver slow the car down and stop. We pulled over on the side of the street and in the lot next to where we were was a nice average looking home in a decent neighbourhood. The lights were seemingly off and there was no car in the driveway. The driver asked, "are you getting out?" I mumbled something, looked out the window and just as I did, rain started pouring down. "Man, I got other rides I gotta get. You want to get out here or do you need to go somewhere else?" Was I ready for this? I wasn't so sure. I was incredibly horny, but I wasn't sure the guy was even there. He hadn't responded to any of the messages and suddenly my phone vibrated. It was a message from him. It read: Him: "get out of the car and come inside like instructed". I looked at the uber driver, said thanks, and walked out into the rain. I was instantly soaked. The entire time I kept one hand in my pocket, holding onto my poppers. The other hand held my phone, which was thankfully waterproof. The walk from the curb to the door on the garage was only a few moments, but my clothes were completely soaked through and the wet denim was rubbing against my cock as I walked. I stood outside the door for a few moments, looked at our grindr conversation, and said to myself, fuck it, you are here now might as well go through with it. I was overcome with anticipation and I couldn't turn back now. I opened the door and entered the dark garage. It was quiet except for the sound of the rain. My eyes took a few moments to adjust, but over to the left hand side next to a door going into the house I saw a stool with a bottle of water, some fabric, and a note. The note read, "Take off your clothes. Put on the blindfold and the jock strap and sit on the stool." I did as I was instructed. My pants were soaked so I wasnt sure where to put the phone or my blindfold, so I held the phone in my hand and tucked the poppers into the waist band of the jock strap. The jock was tight, pulling my skin and holding my cock and walls up tight against my body. My skin was cold and wet from the rain and my nerves were feeling pretty intense. I started to shiver. I heard the sound of a door, possibly the one next to me. I heard some breathing. My senses were overwhelmed without being able to see. The rain sounded like it was pounding furiously against the roof. I was about to ask if everything was alright when I felt a hand grap my wrist and pull me up abruptly. Then he spoke. "Give me your phone and your poppers. Ill give them back once we are inside". I wanted to speak or object, but my body gave in. His deep voice and commanding tone gave me no room to say otherwise. He started to lead me through the door. He didnt talk and he guided me roughly, but I felt I didnt have much choice. We went down a set of carpeted stairs shortly after going through the door. It smelled like we were in a basement, not bad, but distinct. I made a few surprised sounds as he guided me around, but we didnt talk. We stopped. I felt him come around in front of me. He seemed taller, bigger, and much more of a man than me. I couldn't see him, but in my eye I kept picturing his dick and the grindr messages. It was much warmer down here than the garage, but I was still shaking. He grabbed both my wrists and held them up in front of me. He started wrapping something around my wrists. I was scared and I wasn't sure what was happening. Was he tying me up? I opened my mouth to say something and just as I did he leaned in close and I could feel his breath on my face. He spoke, "Repeat after me. 'This is going to be fun.'" I was startled, and wasn't sure what I should do. He was tying my wrists very tightly. He said it again. "I said, repeat after me. 'This is going to be fun'." I started to whisper his words back to him. He laughed with a short gruff chuckle. "Fuck yeh." He stepped away. I wasnt sure where he was, I couldnt really tell where in a room I was. I was just standing there in my jock and now my hands were tied in front of me. I was able to move my elbows and extend a bit, but I wasn't sure what was going to come next. Suddenly I felt a rough push, shoving me forward. I couldnt catch myself and I fell forward quickly. I didnt fall far or hard, but I landed on something soft and about the size of my torso with my knees hitting the carpeted floor and my head and part of my chest falling a bit over the edge of something. It felt like he threw me over an ottoman. He spoke, "Hold these, use them as you'd like". He put a bottle in my hand, it felt like my poppers. My nerves were really getting the best of me. I wanted to ask what was happening. I felt him grab my ankles and start pulling them apart. I was prone, half tied up, and ass up over an ottoman. This was already more than I bargained for. Me: "Hey, I think this is getting out of hand and I..." I wasnt able to say anything else. He leaned forward and shoved his fingers in my mouth. Him: "Shhh. You are going to love this." Somehow with his free hand I could feel him wrapping something around my ankles while his other fingers were down my throat. He switched hands and continued probing my mouth with his other hand. The hand that was just in my mouth went to my ass. It felt like he was trying to explore my throat with this hand from the inside out. I started to gag and convulse a little bit, but he kept at it. His mouth tasted funny and at times it felt like there was something in his hand as if he was trying to force me to swallow something. As he did this started poking at my hole. I could feel the left over saliva on his fingers from when he first entered my mouth. He applied a little bit of pressure and slipped inside in with his finger going straight in. I groaned. It felt good but I also was starting to feel terrified. I also couldnt speak. He fingered my mouth and my whole for a few minutes longer while I groaned before pulling out suddenly. I started to speak. Me: "Hey, this is hot, but did you get my messages? You got condoms?" He laughed again in that short gruff sort of way, but didn't respond. I considered my options. I was now tied up at the feet, attached to something, not sure what, but my legs were pulled somewhat apart and my I was splayed out over this ottoman, my hands being tied too. I could operate the bottle of poppers, but otherwise, my wrists were joined and I wasn't overly mobile. "Look. You can fuck me, but.. I ..l ... " My brain started feeling really warm. I could feel myself grinding the ottoman slightly, my dick rubbing against the fabric of the jock and the furniture. It was feeling somewhat hard to speak. "...I... i... I really want to play safe." He chuckled again and spoke, "I can do whatever I want." I started to reply again but as I did, he interrupted. "There is something to drink in front of you. Ill be back". With that, I heard him walk away. ----- I couldnt see anything, all I could do was feel my other senses. When I first got in the room I couldn't hear anything, now, seemingly alone, I could hear the rain, occasional noises from the house, and I could hear porn playing softly. I was completely over my head here, but I was also getting more and more horny. The night before my friends and I had taken some MDMA, and I have partied a fair bit, so I could tell that I was now on something. My growing horniness was alongside my lack of ability to focus on anything but my dick. I could still operate the bottle of poppers and also reach the water bottle in front of me. I took some swigs of water and took a few hit of poppers and my mind exploded. The water tasted funny and everything was becoming more difficult while my ass and dick were radiating heat. I had nothing else I could do but sniff the poppers, drink the water, and grind. I heard the door open and I groaned. I must have been a beautiful site, ass up, tied up, and grinding into the ottoman. The faint sounds of porn that I could hear earlier suddenly got a lot louder and music was turned on. It was a deep thumbing electronic beat, with the sounds of someone getting fucked on top of it. I couldn't hear anything else. I felt a hand on my ass. Then, the hand glided around my body. He was coming around to face me in the front. His hand felt like electric fire tracing a line from my ass to my head. I could barely think about anything other than cock. I was clearly very high, on some sort of MDMA mix. My ass was tingling really intensely and I couldn't measure the passing of time. As the hand reached my hand I felt a dick poke at my face. I opened my mouth and let it in. It was a nice dick, likely around 7inches. It was leaking precum already and I couldnt get enough. I groaned heavily while I started sucking. The hand became a set of hands and both wrapped around the back of my head and he started pumping in and out of my mouth with the beat of the music and said, "Fuck yeah, take that dick". I was feeling really out of it, but I could tell instantly that this was a different voice. It was slightly higher, less rough, and sounded like it belonged to someone younger. I kept sucking. As I did I felt something on my ass. A cold drizzle of liquid was poured on my ass as this new person drilled in and out of my mouth. What the fuck was happening? How am I now high on god knows what in the basement of a strangers house with lube being poured down my ass crack while another strangers dick was in my mouth? I felt a hand on my ass, pulling and poking the lube into my hole with a finger. There was very little resistance. The drugs and poppers made me very loose. Behind my blindfold the darkness was replaced with a cascading and ever changing series of images influenced by the sounds of the porn, what i was experienced, and the music. I felt helpless and ravenous. The dick pulled out of my mouth. I heard the original voice, coming from behind me, "Ive got him ready to go. You have first go". The person in front of me moved away from me and behind. I started to feel nervous again and began to speak, but it was hard to get my words together. "I... i... use... safe." I heard both of them chuckle. I went to open my mouth again but didnt get any words out before I felt a dick enter my mouth. As it did, I heard the original man. Him: "We are safe. You are safe. Shh. Dont worry. Enjoy the experience." He started pumping in and out of my mouth and I felt the other guy spread my ass cheeks apart as he placed the head of his dick at my hole. I started to mumble while the dick was in my mouth something that might have sounded like "condom" but it was barely audible. He pushed in and entered me fully. I was now high as a kit, impaled by two cocks from two strangers, tied up in a basement. Both men were pumping me with the sound of the music, or at least it felt that way. I was in part feeling like I was in heaven, and in another way, I was feeling like I was on a one-way ride to hell. These men could do whatever they wanted to me, I couldnt do anything about it. I didnt want to do anything about it. I couldn't tell for sure, but given the sounds of the porn in the room, the use of drugs, and the commands I was being given, I was pretty sure there were no condoms being used here this morning. I didnt have the energy to ask or protest. Both men were fairly silent except for the occasional groan. I felt like we had only been fucking for a few minutes, but time didn't quite make sense. I could feel their rhythm, but the loud music and the inability to move with the blindfold only allowed me to really focus on the sensations of their dicks. The cock in my mouth would push in to my throat, then pull out so just the head was inside. I could taste pearls of precum on the tip of the uncut dick and I eagerly lapped it up. The dick in my ass would go all the way in and pause and pull out slowly, then pick up the pace. I was being ridden by two men at the same time in a drugged out fantasy of my making. I really started to lose touch with reality and my brain felt like it was going to spin. The man in front of me, who I assumed was the man I originally talked with, was also feeding me a steady supply of poppers. The man behind me was at a steady pace, but his noises started to increase. The porn that was playing was getting more intense. I could hear a bottom groaning and whimpering at what sounded like a room of men. The sounds of the men inside me and the sounds of the men I could hear from the porn started to become indistinguishable. In my mind, behind the blindfold, I started to picture myself as the bottom in whatever porn they were playing. I was a fucktoy and nothing else. The guy inside my ass groaned, and I felt him put all his wait in me as he put his head behind mine and let out a growl. The man in my mouth shoved his cock deep then pulled out slightly at the same time. Suddenly, spurt after spurt of cum hit my tongue while both men growled. I felt the guy in my ass shudder and push deeper and pull out slightly and hold his dick as it spasmed in my hole. I was being filled up from both ends. I felt my mouth around the dick and I was sucking on it tightly, feeling like I should never let it go. My ass was clenched tightly around the other mans cock. I wanted it all. Both mean eased out of both holes, despite the vice grip my mouth and ass had on them. They both backed away from me and then I couldnt tell what was happening. All I could hear was the porn and the music. All I could feel was empty, with dribbles of cum rolling down my chin and my ass feeling very wet. I felt a hand on my back and suddenly a voice by my ear and then, he spoke. It was the original guy. "Hear, take these. We need a break. We will back shortly. Enjoy yourself till then." He shoved his hand in my mouth, pulled my head back and made me swallow. I wasnt sure what it was. Another set of hands was behind me and I felt something push at my hole. It didnt feel like a dick, it must have been a but plug. My ass tingled and burned slightly, but it felt great to be full at least. After I finished swallowing I felt something being fastened around my head and then felt something rubber being placed in my mouth. A ball gag. Then, I was alone. The music was turned off as well. I could still hear the porn and between the sounds of someone getting railed on whatever video they were watching, I heard sounds of footsteps walking away followed by the sound of a door. I was alone. I heard a door open again, some distance away and the second guy, the one who surprised me yelled, "We might need a break fag, but there are others who are ready to go. We gave our address out to a few guys online with pics of your sweet hole. Get ready to be used." ----- More to come. Sorry if this was too long. Was trying to include details. I love stories like this so thought I would try writing one myself.

[think before following links] https://manporn.xxx/videos/3303821/breed-me-in-the-bathroom/ damn that's what I need!

I sucked my first cock when I was 17-18. I was straight and a friend wanted me to try it. I liked it and sucked his cock when he came over. I was straight but wanted to suck cock more. I didn’t want my friends to know that I was gay.

Men need to fuck, to breed, seed, pump their sperm into a sub. It’s a biological imperative. The absolute physical pleasure when my balls tighten and pump their thick white load into the man/ boy I’m fucking is what I live for. In my opinion pumping my seed into a plastic bag would be a job half done. I’m proud to say my cock has never been jacketed and I’ve seeded every sub I’ve fucked.

I guess it started when I went to a busy cruising area at an early age, and it becomes more normal/easy ever since. But know if I fuck in public I still get super turned-on and go a little too far maybe haha (if such a thing is possible when I read some stories here haha)/ I remember a few more: - Fucking (and being fucked) on cruising parking lots - Getting sucked in a restaurant restroom, while friends were having a nice dinner. - Getting fucked in the university restroom. The building was practically empty so we felt it was safe doing so. Midway someone walked into the restroom, creating a bit awkward situation. He certainly knew what was going on behind the restroom stall door as we were making quite some noise. We just hear the guy laughing a little, and said 'enjoy' when he left. - Getting sucked in Praxis (dutch version of a home depot) - Getting sucked (and suck me) in driving car. Usually at night, but a few times during the day. Super exciting as vans/trucks could clearly see it. - Fucking behind an electrical building next to a very busy train track. Could only see us from the train, but not the surrounding area.

My Mom walked in on me one night looking at gay porn on the computer in my room and freaked out getting my step dad and both yelling at me. That weekend she left for the day while my step dad was going to have a long talk about what I did with me. When he walked into my room I noticed that he had a huge bulge and wasn’t even trying to hide it. As he began talking to me about sex he began touching me and said that he has known for quite some time about my secret sexual activities with all those random men, sneaking out wearing panties, sucking their dicks, swallowing their loads, letting them fuck me and coming back home a hot mess. I was best red and embarrassed. As he told me not to be embarrassed and it’s ok to do all those things he unbuttoned his pants, pulled down his zipper and pulled out his rock hard cock which was HUGEEEE. He looked at me while he stroked it and said let’s get naked and more comfortable. He then told me that I can touch it if I want, I began stroking it and shortly wrapped my lips around it, sucking it until he fed me his load. As I told him about all the filth I was into and have done he quickly got rock hard again, at which point I straddled him sliding down on his throbbing cock and rode him as I continued with my stories. At one point I moaned omfg I love this so much Daddy can we do this more often, I want to be your dirty cum dumpster slut son. He smiled moaning and said of course we can son, Daddy is going to show you just how much he loves you with his cock from now on. He then bent me over and fucked me deep and hard blowing his load inside me as he told me how much he loved me. When my Mom called telling us that she got called into work for an over night shift I was riding his cock with his loads leaking out of me. He spent the entire night showing me his love and spilling his loads into me. This became a daily thing with us, we snuck around and always found the time or the place for me to suck his fat cock and get fucked. I loved when he just pulled my panties aside, spit on my hole and buried his rock hard throbbing cock eagerly deep inside me and fuck me moaning how good it felt and how much he loved me. After he pulled it out I’d always lick it clean. He loved it when I came home fucked up and a hot mess sneaking back into the house. I’d txt him to meet me in the basement, where I’d seduce him and tell him what a whore I was as he groped me and felt me up. I’d pull out his cock and stroked it as I told him about my night. As he got rock hard he bent me over, ripping my panties down and force his throbbing all the way inside me. As he fucked me deep and hard I talked dirty to him telling him how good that felt, to fuck me harder, to show me how much he loved me to fuck me like a dirty street whore that I was and breed my hole.

This story is just... someone was wondering what's beyond HOT? ... It's incendiary! It's a real tour de force (pun fully intended). THANK YOU! You're a gifted writer and that's some twisted nasty imagination you've got! Well constructed, great build+up, and even good spelling and grammar! (That English degree shows.) [I may throw up if I have to read another "Andy and ME went..." from too many of the nasty authors of short stories and books on Kindle!] I read allot of smut on many sites (I followed one of my fave writers here to his Nifty collection and found a whole bookshelf of lovely but truly perverted stories not allowed here!) and the writings we get here are like Lindt squares to a chocloholic! Even though many never get finished, the work here is usually much better constructed and written -- and way much hotter -- than most of what demands a price everywhere else. So THANK YOU to all our gifted nasty-minded writers! This horndog really appreciates your work.

Fucked a boy last night - he shot his load hands free, sitting on my cock 'n I bred him deep! Milked my cock for every drop of cum I had in my hairy balls....

Three tall slim young men walked towards Pat's house with determination in their steps. "Do yah think we'll actually get a piece of his uncle Mic's ass tonight?, asked the tallest. "I sure hope so." responded the shortest. "Have you seen his uncle?! My hope is that he breeds me!." enthused the third. "It's our bud's birthday ,shouldn't he get all the loads?" asked the shortest. "Fuck that!" responded the tallest "As far as I'm concerned it's every fuckin man for himself." At the same time Mic was giving it to the boy once again, this time in the shower. "Ya sure loves cock up yr arse boy, don't ya?! Just like yr uncle, the more cock and cum the 'appier ya is, eh?!" "You sure got that right uncle Mic. And, I love it hard and deep. Pound me like you mean it, destroy my sloppy ass." "Lad ya are a man whore, aren't ya?!" "That's my goal unc. You ever take anonymous loads?" "All's the time lad! Loves not knowin whose willie's fawkin me. Nawton like carryin a stranger's cum. Better still 'avin the next guy discovers it an use it for lube t'as add 'is special blend. Got started as a lad at a truck stop. One night took me eight up de arse and sucked down three. Been addicted ta anonymous sex ever since." "That's so fuckin hot! Can't wait to turn my back and have a stranger slide on in!" "God damn ya is a blarney whore fag lad. I's so fawkin proud!" "Fuck yeah, give it to me Mic. Slap on into my barely legal ass." Meanwhile, Pat had retreated to the living room couch with his bottle of Irish whiskey. He'd dispensed with a glass and was suckin it down like a thirsty man in the desert. He was pretty blitzed and could barely stand let alone walk to answer the door bell. He was completely unaware that he was still totally naked. The three lads were shocked and surprised by the sight of their buds dad when the door was opened. Drunkenly Pat greeted them; "C ... Cu ... come in ... laaaddds ... me su ... me lad told me ... yas all 'ear fr 'is fawkin birthday. Eh? C ... come on in, ma ... make yaselves at home.... fawk, where's me manors? C ... can .... I's off ...er yas a driinnk boyz? Hiicccuup." "Maybe later Mr B.. But yah sure can offer me your ass." responded the tallest lad. "Aah ... ah ... wh ... what?" stuttered Pat. The boys helped him back to the couch and bent him over the arm. The tallest was instantly eating out Pat's hole. "Ah .... ah ... n ...n ...no ...I don't ..." "Fuuuuuuccck old man, you most certainly do! Somebody's already been knockin at your backdoor and left you a deposit. Tastes real fuckin good!" "Aw ... fa ...fawk... me son ..." "You son of a bitch! Your son bred your ass! Fuckin A!" The tall boys cock slid up Pat's hole and Pat was too drunk to resist. The shortest lad fed Pat his cock and the third gobbled down Pat's dick. Mic dumped his load in the birthday boy just as the door bell rang repeatedly. "Fawk Pat, git the fawkin door!" bellowed Mic. "Damn fools probably sloshed on 'is whiskey. Wees better go dawn." Still toweling themselves as they descended the stairs they found Pat in his second sandwich fuck of the day. The shortest friend was standing on the couch and blasting his load all over Pat's face. Mic got the door and hustled two more of the lad's friends inside. They stood in utter amazement as their tallest friend groaned; "Argh ... fuuuuuuccck ... take my load old man .... pumpin you full of your second load today ... fuuuuuuccck bud, why didn't you tell us your old man was such a good piece of tail?" "Didn't know myself 'til I ploughed one into him after dinner." "Okay lads, enough watchin. Me arse is kinda lonely 'ear. Which un ah ya strappen blokes is gonna fawk me?" asked Mic. The two that had just arrived were quickly pulling off their clothes. One responded; "Me and my bud will DP you. You already lubricated?" "Sure as I's a lucky Irish whore. I's got Pat an 'is boy's cum greasin me fawk shoot. Cawm stretch me eager arse wit yr young cocks boyz. " Pat was now blacked out on the couch. The first three to arrive and Pat's son moved into a fuck train. When the shortest blasted in the birthday boy the train broke apart. The other two finished deep inside the birthday boy's ass as well.

We chatted for a while, sharing a joint, having drinks and relaxing. Then Den loaded the pipe and passed it round. Dan took a long pull and handed it on to Zac before kneeling in front of Den and burying his face in his balls and blowing out his smoke. I was absently stroking my cock looking at him wiggling his tight butt and winking his hole. Zac leant over and tapped the pipe on my knob, "Want me to help you out there?" He grinned and handed over the pipe and lighter as he got down and took my cock in his mouth. I took a good huff watching him suck me and blew it out over his face. I could see Dan licking Den's stiffening shaft. My arse was twitching at the sight and I couldn't take my eyes off the thick, 10 inch ... Lets face it, cock simply doesn't do it justice. 10 inches of uncut, shiny black pudding. My mouth was watering. Den caught my eye, "Gonna fuck him, or what?" Zac lifted off me, and I realised I was solid and throbbing. I stepped over and pressed my knob on Dan's winking hole. It was slick from Zac's spit and mucous, and Dan slid straight down over me, flexing his muscles all the way. I still had the pipe, so took another lungful and passed it to Den. He leant forward, kissed me, and I passed the smoke to him. I let Dan grind on my cock while the rush washed over me, then started a slow, easy fuck. After a few strokes, I felt Zac's wet fingers at my hole. I shifted up a bit to give him better access. I bottomed out in Dan and Zac pressed himself against me. I stayed in place, gyrating inside Dan, until Zac's knobend popped home. Pulling back from Dan, Zac slid into me and I started fucking Dan and myself. Zac leant closer in with each stroke, and we started moving in rhythm. He was fingering around my shaft in Dan and his in me, upping the pace, driving harder into my guts, pushing me into Dan so much we lurched forward up onto Den and I popped out of Dan. Zac kept fucking as Dan slid away and I was face to shaft with Den. I rubbed my face across the solid meat, spreading Dan's spit over my cheeks, and started licking. "That's it." Dan rubbed the back of my head. Zac had slowed and Dan had slid beneath us, rimming and toungueing me round Zac's fucking. He pressed a finger in alongside, then two. Zac planted himself balls deep and grabbed my hips to sit us back. Dan was holding his cock straight up and took hold of Zac's as we sat back until he pushed his pierced knob into me. They obviously had practice - they both fucked in different rhythm but didn't miss a stroke. My legs were shaking so much in the end, we couldn't keep it going and rolled apart. Dan rolled me on my front, "Not finished with you yet, cunt," and plunged straight back in to me, starting up a merciless piston fucking. "Ready for my load?" I milked at his cock with my cunt muscles, "Oh fuck yes, spunk me, man!" He grunted, then almost roared, and started bucking around in me. With one last hard deep thrust, his cock started pumping, "ARGH! Take my spunk, ya queer cunt!" I was clamping as hard as I could, feeling every pulse, until finally he slumped on to me and rolled off. I d round to get my arse up, hoping to hold as much of his juice inside and possible, and get my head down to suck him clean. As soon as I'd tasted his cum and my arse on him, he started pissing again. I didn't need to be told to swallow this time...

‘Judgey judgey’? If you would take the time to read through some of the many other posts that I have made on this forum on the subject if STDs, you would find that your mischaracterization above bears no resemblance to my actual attitude or position on the subject. You would find that I am a staunch advocate of both testing and of education about sexual disease transmission, risk prevention and the promotion of safer barebacking in general. Why do I care about these things? Because I’m a six-year AIDS survivor. A disease transmitted to me by someone you would term “sexually generous” came within hours of ending my life in 2014. “Sexually generous” people, as you would have it, have also given me gonorrhea and chlamydia multiple times, and I will always register positive for syphilis now thanks to someone’s “generosity”. The comment above to which you take exception, and which you evidently did not read carefully, specifically addresses my personal observation that when I have been infected, I seem to receive multiple infections at the same time. The men who transmitted the diseases to me may or may not have been the original source of the multiple infections, but somewhere along the line, an individual had to have picked up each of those diseases individually and continued to carry them untested and untreated long enough to catch the others as well. The fact that an individual can become a reservoir for multiple diseases suggests strongly that he is not diligent in monitoring his own sexual health and is not responsible in ensuring he is not a danger to others. In a word, his behavior is lax. I did not say that this conjecture applies to everyone who catches an STD, nor did I imply anything about anybody being “dirty” - that inference is totally your own. What I said was “disease vector”, and yes, any one of us has the potential at any time to be a vector by which a disease is transmitted to another person. That’s a fact, not a judgment. If we’re going to be “sexually generous”, then that fact means we have a responsibility not just to ourselves, but to each other to get tested, get treated, and keep our breeding arena as pathogen-free as humanly possible. We don’t have the luxury to fret over whether somebody thinks we’re “dirty” - we’re dealing with fucking diseases. Some of them are potentially debilitating. Some of them are potentially deadly. The attitude we can’t afford is one that says, “Eh, so what if we pass around a few diseases? It’s all part of the fun, right? Just accept ‘em, get a shot, they’re not gonna hurt you.” Fuck that. I’ve had ‘em. Some of them are still in me, or have left their mark, and I’m here to show my scars and tell you this isn’t some fucking game. The only men I judge are the ones who refuse to take responsibility for the risk they pose to others - or themselves.

SO, i must have been infected with my first bug... from 34 guys ive fucked in the last three months, i feel my anus itching, sometimes hurts and burns... but its not all the time... ive read anal chlamydia itches, burns and discharge... i dont have discharge ... yet... maybe its just because ive using my ass so much or a reaction to condom rubbers... or maybe its chlamydia.. i dont know, im not scared tho

The night didn't start very well. I was not getting any. I’d been fucked 4 times. Three of the guys did not Cum, and the fourth pulled out—the Bastard! As I was envisioning going to go home dry, this guy who had been cruising me earlier was still hanging around. Why hadn’t I given him a tumble? He was just too clean cut and too handsome. He looked like he was in his late 20's, about 6' tall, short blond hair, with a perfect body, to boot. Almost godlike. My past experience told me these clean cut guys are generally Losers. So I prefer my partners a bit rough and ready. But my night was already a near-disaster, so I made a play for the Dude. At least I might get to swallow his Load. We kissed and I went down on him. He had a decent Cock—6-1/2 inches. I lubed his Rod, bent over, and guided it up my Ass. Wow! He was fucking me— RAW. After about 4 strokes, he pulled out and tore open a Condom. My worst fears had been realized. I was right about guys like him. I turned around, kissed him, thanked him for the Fuck (or lack thereof), and zipped up my pants. “But I’m not finished yet.” “I think we are. I can't fuck with a Rubber.” “I can fuck you without one. It’s just that I'm POZ.” Was I hearing right? I pulled the Rubber off his Cock, and he shoved It back in me. He fucked me gently at first, then with increasing vigor. “Can I shoot up your Ass?” “Cum in me—Pleease!” The guy was a Human Pump. He blasted a huge Wad up my Ass in 6 Spurts. As we kissed, POZ Cum ran down my leg. He was in town for 5 days. I left the Baths with a big smile on my face, and his name and phone number stashed in my wallet.

I'm going to try something a little different. This story will have just three or four parts. I think it'll be easier to complete it if it has an ending. Hope you pigs enjoy it. This story was inspired by a buddy of mine, Adam. I sent him the picture below and he said "He’d fuck me in the back of the minivan next to the car seat after he tells his wife he has some errands to run." So that inspired me to write a story. 🙂 ======================================== The guy had a blank profile on Grindr. Normally I just cruise on by those profiles unless they send me a picture right away. I never have a problem getting laid because I’m a hot little 25 year old piece of ass, covered in dark fur on my chest and ass and, most importantly, a total slut. I rarely say no when a top asks to breed my ass. I don’t really care what they look like, but the bigger the cock the better. This one obviously caught my eye. Huge and fat, with giant balls, sticking out of his cargo shorts. The picture only showed his dad bod, shorts and that amazing cock. I was desperate to worship it. I wanted to impale my hole on it and feel it slam all the way into my cunt. I immediately fantasized about him fucking me in the back of a minivan next to a car seat, after telling his wife he had some errands to run and wouldn’t be back for a couple of hours. My dick immediately got hard thinking about it and my hole puckered. I replied to him right away and unlocked my extra pictures. He quickly replied and said “Good. You’re not going to waste my time. I wanna fuck you now. You in? I don’t have all night.” Damn. I love it when they’re super horny and completely direct. I couldn’t say yes fast enough, and told him I’d need a few minutes to clean out then he could fuck me wherever he wanted, as many times as he wanted. He told me to meet him in the park, near a cruising area. It was dark, what did I have to lose? Nothing, and hopefully I’d get a few loads in my hole from the t-room afterwards. It had been a few weeks since I had gotten fucked and my hole was hungry. I also had a week off from work, so I could stay up as late as I wanted, being a pig. My phone dinged again. It was him. “Be there in 30 minutes. Don’t be late, boy.” I put down my phone, cleaned out quickly and drove to the cruisy section of the park wearing shorts, a tank top, a tight jockstrap and a cap. My typical cruising/slut/pig outfit. Of course it was in a remote area adjacent to the golf course where few people went. There was a bathroom at the start of a trail that went into the woods and a couple of cars parked in a small gravel lot. He’d seen a photo of my face, but I only knew what his fat cock and cargo shorts looked like. That could be anyone. I stood next to my car, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, looking at my phone when I saw the lights of a car near the edge of the parking lot flash. I walked over to a large SUV, walked around the passenger side and he rolled down the window. “What the fuck are you waiting for, boy? Get in the fucking car, faggot.” Oh that’s how it was going to go, huh? I got in and looked over to see a hot Daddy with dark hair and a face full of heavy chin scruff. Another week and it’d be a full beard. My cock started to get hard. His was already hard and sticking out of his shorts. “Get over here and suck my dick so I can fuck your pussy. Now.” I quickly dropped my shorts and got in the car, leaning over to take his huge dick down my throat. Nothing sent me further into a cock sucking trance then deep throating a huge dick. Dad Bod Guy wasn’t interested in my pleasure, though. He was only interested in controlling my head so he could fuck my face. He grabbed my neck and pulled me down so I was gagging. Over and over he used my mouth without any thought to my pleasure or desire, because he knew I was a faggot. He knew I was a cocksucker. He knew that using my mouth like it was a hole gave me intense pleasure but even if it didn’t he’d still fuck my face because it felt good to him. My pleasure or distress didn’t interest him. He didn’t let me breathe easily, and fucked my mouth hard, making me gag so much that after a few minutes I started to feel like I was going to pass out. Finally he pulled me up and let me catch my breath. I looked up at his handsome 40-ish face and he immediately spat a huge loogie into my eye. “Filthy fucking whore. You ready for more?” I just moaned. He laughed at me and said “Ready or not, I’m fuckin your pussy. Get in the back.” I got out of the car and crawled in the back, where the seats had all been folded down so it was a large flat area. “Hands and knees, faggot.” I instantly obeyed and stuck my ass up. “Back it up, boy.” He was standing under the tailgate, with his pants off, a small light on the inside illuminating what we were doing. He clearly didn’t give a shit if anyone saw us fucking. I backed up so my ass was sticking out of the tailgate. He was short, about 5’6” tall but built like a rugby player. A thick chest covered in dark black hair, along with a thick middle finished with a big ass, also covered in thick hair. Then there was that cock. , thick, fat, cut and hard as steel. My head was on the floor of the truck, waiting desperately for him. I still hadn’t said a word. I finally opened my mouth and moaned. “Please Daddy. I need it in my pussy. Please fuck me.” He laughed behind me, and said “Oh faggot, I’m gonna fuck you hard. But first you need a little help to take it to the next level.” I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I could hear him open a compartment on the side of the truck, and a zipper open. Then I heard him rustling with a few things behind and felt his finger enter my cunt. I moaned loudly and then, all of a sudden I felt a burning in my hole. Uh oh. He was dosing me with Tina. Fuck. Oh well, I’m a slut who never says no to chemicals, particularly when they’re administered by a hot fireplug Daddy with a giant fat cock. “You like that fag?” I just moaned louder and hissed “YESSSSSSSSSS DADDDDDDY.” I could feel my pulse start to go faster and my cunt get hungrier. He laughed again and said “Get ready. Here we go, little boy.” I moaned louder and then felt his scruffy face pressed against my hole, scratching me up. But I didn’t care because the booty bump he gave me was hitting me hard. I reached back, pulled my cheeks apart and pushed my hole into his mouth. He moaned loudly and continued to eat my ass, making sure to get my pussy as wet as possible. From somewhere behind me, I heard another voice. “Dude, that’s fucking hot. You gonna fuck that whore?” “Of course I am. You wanna use him after I’m done? Bet you he won’t say no.” “Fuck yeah!” I couldn’t see what the guy looked like but the tina in my hole guaranteed that I wasn’t going to say no, no matter who the other man standing there was. Dad Bod Guy (DBG) shoved his face back in my hole and continued to eat my cunt until I was begging for it. “Pleeeeease…….I have to have your cock in my hole. Please, Daddy!” I heard the other door open and a pair of shorts hit the floor. The other guy climbed in beside me, crawled up, turned my baseball cap around and shoved his cock in my mouth. It was fat and uncut with one of those foreskins that covered the head, even when he was hard. I licked under his foreskin and he shoved his cock all the way down my throat. From behind me, DBG pulled his face away from my cunt and I moaned around the fat cock in my mouth. I needed him inside me, but he was still teasing me with his fingers. I pushed back on his fingers and felt that burning sensation again. The motherfucker had dosed me with another booty bump. I looked up and got a good look at the new guy, he was a hot college aged white kid with a blonde buzz cut, a well defined body and a thick trail of blonde hair marching down his stomach to meet up with his pubes and fat uncut dick. He was a hot fucker who was clearly insanely horny. We were all sweating like pigs because we were outside in July. The second booty bump was kicking in and I knew I just needed to go along for the ride and do what I was told. Get both my holes filled with cocks. As many as possible. Finally, DBG (I still didn’t know his name) said “You ready for my cock, faggot?” I took Blondie’s cock out of my mouth and quickly said “FUCK ME SIR! PLEASE!” and then gagged my throat on Blondie’s cock again. He moaned loudly and started to slowly fuck my face. “DAMN, pig. I gotta be careful. I wanna breed your hole. Can’t waste my load in your mouth.” DBG slid his cock into my hole which had been relaxed and well lubed from the ass eating and crystal. He groaned loudly as his huge fat cock quickly buried itself to the root in my cunt. I couldn’t stop moaning with a combination of pain and pleasure. His cock was huge and spit was the only lube, but the drugs were making my asshole really hungry and their cocks were filling both of my holes full of fat Daddy and college boy cock. DBG started to pound my pussy really hard, and from out of his mouth came a non-stop stream of filth. “You fucking whore, god what a well used pussy you have. Just fucking opened up for my cock without any lube. Filthy little fag. I Love fucking little whore cunts like you…..” And on and on. I was in fucking pig boy heaven. His dirty talk trailed off after a few minutes, as his speed picked up and I could tell he was close to breeding my hole. I desperately wanted his load and took Blondie’s cock out of my mouth to beg for his load. “Please fuck me Daddy. FUUUUUUUUCK ME. I need your load in my pussy! Please knock your boy up, I wanna have your fucking babies! Fucking make me pregnant!” I continued to babble incoherently while DBG kept pounding me as hard as he could. After a couple of minutes more, he slowed down and pounded me hard with a last few thrusts and then suddenly stopped. I could feel his huge fat cock throbbing inside my pussy. I knew he was loading my hole up with sperm just like I’d been begging. I told him I wanted his babies inside me and he’d obliged by dumping a huge load deep in my ass. DBG laid on my back, catching his breath, and his cock slowly slipped out of my hole. I moaned loudly as my pussy let go of its master. He had taken control of me and bred me full of his sperm. I was a really happy boy. Just then the blonde guy tapped me on the face and I looked up. “Turn around, RIGHT NOW. Gotta get inside there, now that you’re lubed up.” DBG handed something to to Blondie and he laughed and said “Another one? Fuck, you’re not messing around.” I quickly turned around, and took DBG’s cock in my mouth to clean it off while, unbeknownst to me, Blondie was putting another shard of T under his foreskin. I was about to get dosed again. Did I care? Of course not. I learned to be a complete drug slut early in life and never said no to drugs. Blondie quickly slid his cock into my hole and started to slowly fuck me. My cunt was on fire with lust and after a few strokes, I could feel the huge load already in my pussy begin to churn a little bit. Then I felt the burn and knew they’d dosed me again. Blondie started to fuck me hard, I knew he was really turned on by how hard his cock was in my mouth and now I could feel his dick in my hole, even harder if that was possible. His cock wasn’t nearly as fat as DBG’s but it was longer. He was really reaming me out, lubed by DBG’s huge load of sperm. I knew he wasn’t going to last long and after just a couple of minutes he jackhammered my hole and added his load to my cumdump. I fucking loved it and reached around behind to hold his cock in my pussy as long as I could. After a couple of minutes, DBG finally got me out of my cum stupor and said “hey faggot. You want more loads? It’s a nice warm night and only 10, bet some randos are lurking around who’d wanna piece of that pussy.” Blondie pulled out of my hole, which just made it ache for more cock. He and Blondie both laughed as they got dressed. I just laid in the back of DBG’s car catching my breath, spun out of my head from the booty bumps they’d given me. After a few minutes, DBG reached over and said “Hey fag, come on. Don’t drip cum on my floor. Here are your clothes, go put them in your car, and put your keys in your shoe.” I looked kind of bewildered and confused. He slapped me across the face and brought me back to reality. “Now, boy!” I scrambled out of the car and heard the tailgate close behind me. I squeezed my cheeks together to keep the two thick loads inside my hole. Blondie slapped me on the ass, laughed and said “you are gonna get your hole raped hard, kid.” Then he turned to DBG and said “Hey, Dad, here,” and tossed a thick bag of tina to DBG. Wait. WHAT? DAD? If I hadn’t been completely spun out of my mind and afflicted with tina dick, I would’ve been instantly hard. They both smiled at me and DBG said “Yes. I’m his Dad. Now come on faggot. You’ve got an appointment with some stranger’s cocks.”

One of my friends, I later found out was that kid. One day he asked to suck my cock. Then he ask me if I wanted to suck his. At first I said no. But he asked again and I said yes. And he blew his load into my mouth. WOW, every time I saw him at school we ducked into anywhere to suck each other’s cocks.

As a top, I have learned about myself that when I am in the heat of the moment, my speech center shuts down. Literally, it’s like some wires get crossed in my brain and my ability to speak or process words becomes impaired. I would love to give a bottom a mouthful of verbal mid-fuck, but I can’t. The most I can muster, and I do it every fuck is to say “I am going to cum”. I mean that SHOULD be everyone’s main event and goal, so I consider it my duty to announce it. The odd thing is I say this when I know I am on the road to cumming, not when I am actually about to cum. Personally, I hit this point where I know it’s going to happen. I announce it both as a courtesy I guess, but tbh also as a warning implying ‘what I am doing now is really working for me so don’t fuck it up!’ My speech processing impairment during sex is true for the bottom speaking too. A bottom moaning - all good! A bottom prattling on and on? Blah blah blah. Processing the words is distracting for me. I just can’t. I have too many better things going on in my head. This is just one reason I like spit-roasting bottoms. Bottom can’t talk with a mouthful of dick! To be fair too - for me as the top I am doing at least 75% of the work, usually more. Huffing. Puffing. Getting athletic. Getting into the right headspace to make cumming happen. Keeping my dick erect! All while paying a fair degree of attention the the bottom’s experience. Expecting a an extemporaneous and entertaining verbal play by play from the top too is TOO DEMANDING.

One of the things i find challenges the process of meeting, or even just hooking up, is guys who are not specific. Another is guys who think their standards are universal. Specifics? Guys who write nothing about their self, desires or needs in their profile or when writing back and forth. Their profile says something like: "just looking for fun," or: "looking for a hot time," or "looking for hot guys, " or "must be handsome." i'm bemused by the number of guys who seem to think others automatically know and understand what their idea of each of those things is? Or worse, they assume their taste is universal? Another sort of variation on that theme is when guys say they are "great kissers," or "great cocksuckers," or ______________. i'm a cocksucker and say so, but i leave off the descriptor of "great" (or lousy lol) because i have sucked enough guys to know that each individual has a different idea of "great" or "lousy." Some like it hard, some like it soft, and the only way to know is if they find some way to communicate. Some think "great kissing" means swallowing your whole face, while others are more tentative and playful, i.e., some like it one way, others another way. i think some guys are afraid to reveal who they are and what they want or need. Others seem to believe others should just know? i know terms like Top, bottom, versatile are not perfect descriptors, but they are a starting place. i love guys who's profiles have details, guys who like to communicate before getting together. Personally, i think it's a waste of time to just get together with someone and "see what happens." lol, okay. done for now.

Finding a doctor to breed you in his office wouldn't be too hard. But getting your doctor to breed you is a bad idea.

Very hot, man...

What you’re asking is a violation of his professional code of ethics. It would be inadvisable to attempt to influence him to trample on his oath. It could complicate your relationship as patient and physician.

Guys, the question has been asked and answered. I wouldn't have answered it if I didn't think it was a fair question. The problem with finding things on the forum that predate your involvement is you often don't know what search terms to use. In any case, I don't want this to devolve into finger-pointing. Can we leave the issue of whether the question should have been asked alone?

Exactly! We will get STIs. The question is whether we seek them out and intentionally give them to others. There's a huge difference between unintentionally getting and spreading them and intentionally getting and spreading them.

Ugh. Speechless. Start accepting crypto (despite the learning curve). Get creative. Let’s create a middleware company that sells intangible credits that can be used for subscriptions at other sites. We already live in the grey area. Let’s push the limits of workarounds. I’m a developer, willing to help build/test/operate if I can. I’m sure there are more of us here too.

I should add that the sites I'm developing will be free sites. The only site that will take credit cards will be a store where you can buy t-shirts, sex toys, etc. My strategy is to operate on a shoestring. What I've found running Breeding Zone is that you guys are my greatest asset. It's really about creating a community and having the community take care of itself. The "I just joined the site and I'm upset I can't send 100 messages a day" mindset comes from paid sites where you pay for the right to do things. On this site and even more so on my new sites, you'll earn the right to do things. There will be a points system where you get more rights and perks the more you help the site – posting high quality content, reporting things to moderators, etc.

Fully Vaccinated. tomorrow will be one full month since my second Pfizer shot!

Participated in my first fuck party last night since the Covid shutdown. Over 60+ studs participated in the party at a buddy's house. (Prior to Covid, he regularly held parties at his place.) We all had to show our CDC Covid vaccination cards to get in. Soooooo much fun!!! After a year of almost near celibacy the testosterone was flowing: the stallions were antsy to breed and we mares were hungry to be mounted!!! Adding to the excitement, a friend brought his portable sling...it was busy all night!! Suffice it to say, we mares were leaking cum out of our freshly bred holes as we left the party!! A good time was had by all!!!! 🍆💦😋😛🐷🐷

"Yeah Mic. I want his first fuck to be with someone he knows and trusts. Will ya teach 'im how to fuck ya?" While Mic removed his shirt and undid his pants he asked; "What do ya say laddie? Ya wanna fuck yu uncle Mic." The boy was already getting undressed as he gave his enthusiastic consent; "Yes sir!" Mic cleared space on the table and lay on his back lifting his legs and instructing the boy to lick his arse. Pat cried; "What the fuck are ya doin? Dirty pervert. Don't ya be takin advantage of his lack ah experience." "Do ya want the lad ta learn right, ya stupid straight Irishman. Didn't ya ever go down on his Ma's lady parts? Same thing here!" The lad had already proceeded from licking to tongue fucking his uncle confirming the lad had lots of experience. But this was too much fun so there was no need to let Pat in on his and the boys secret. Amid moans of pleasure Mic instructed; "Nice lad. Now stand up and hoark some flem in me arse. Ya dad's gifted ya a big one there. It's gonna need some good lube. Come ta think of it, must uh been your Ma gave you that monster. May she rest in peace. " The boy stood and hoarked as instructed. His dad pushed him the butter dish. Scooping a generous portion the boy pushed it into uncle's willing ass. Uncle instructed him to butter his 9" erection and line it up with uncle's hole. "As I take a deep breath me lad just push on in, nice and steady now. Yeah lad, ... that's the way." The lad bottomed out and Mic moaned with satisfaction. "See lad, ya's uncle Mic knows how to show ya." "Thanks dad. What do I do next?" "Well lad start movin in and out, up and down with ya willy as a piston in ya uncle's arse." "Like this dad?" "Very good son." "Nice lad, but yer gonna have to pick up the speed." Complained uncle. "Like this uncle Mic?" "No fasta still lad." "But I don't want to hurt you uncle. " "Don't worry son, this arse 'as enough fuckin miles on it to cross the ocean more than a few times. " The lad began a steady hard slap into his uncle. Uncle pulled the lad in for a passionate kiss. Pat's hard on was still out and he was stroking it with eyes big as saucers; "Fawk me son, be careful, ya don't wanna to cum in 'is arse 'ole." Uncle just kissed the boy deeper and pushed his ass more fully into the fuck. All three's breath grew ragged and Pat was first to spew onto the hardwood floor. Mic used his legs to pull the lad in deeper as volley after volley shot up his happy ass. He didn't dare touch his trigger happy cock. The boy was first to speak; "Sorry dad. I couldn't help myself. It just felt too good to stop." As the boy's cock softened and plopped out uncle fingered his sloppy ass and sucked the juices off his fingers with unapologetic glee.

The first guy to convince me to go bareback simply got me fucked up on poppers and then surprised me with a loaded pipe and next thing I know is I'm getting fucked completely bare and and lost my mind when I felt the heat and wetness of his hot creamy jizz blast inside me.

i typically don't pass up a chance to get penetrated.

A bit of background first... About a year ago I was at a bookstore with truck parking behind it. I wasn't getting any action inside, so I was ready to bail. I decided to walk around the building and check out the trucks parked behind, I don't usually get any action this way, but on a handful of occasions I've been able to bag a horny trucker that doesn't want to go in the bookstore. On this evening, I happened to get lucky. A guy was in his truck trying to get my attention. Long story short, I ended up in his truck and he fucked me, but unfortunately with a rubber. When we were done, he asked for my number and I gave it to him not expecting to hear from him again. We've been meeting up every time he's this way, and yesterday he messaged me again to see if I could meet up. I met him at the truck stop and found his siting on the bed in his cab with his 8 inch uncut tool already fully hard. I got in and got undressed, and sucked him a while. When he was ready he flipped me over onto my stomach and got behind me. I heard him putting the condom on, but instead of lube he spit on my ass and worked it in. After he was about halfway in, I felt the rubber pop. I didn't say anything, waiting to see if he'd rewrap. He did not. He kept fucking me, even harder than usual. After about 20 minutes of an assault on my hole, with him pulling all the way out and shoving it back in he went balls deep and unloaded deep inside. Normally, he will pull out and wrap his condomed dick in a paper towel. I heard him tearing off paper towels before he pulled out, and he was quickly covering up his bare dick. I acted like nothing happened and made the normal conversation as I got dressed. I hope this will set the tone for our future meetings!

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

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

This brings back memories.

Part 3 I followed the Asian guy into the toilet, noticing for the first time a biohazard tattoo at the base of his spine and again feeling the fear and excitement. The toilet was busy with people pissing and sucking. Wordlessly, they pushed me over to the basin and bent me forward. There was an old, cracked mirror facing me. In it I saw my face, flushed and eyes bright and beyond it my upraised buttocks. There were eager faces all round us and from the grins and winks, I guessed many of them knew what was happening to me. The balding guy got behind me and I heard him say “Give him some poppers. He’ll need them!” Someone produced a bottle and made me sniff deeply. As the rush hit me, I felt a stab of something blunt against my arsehole. It was huge! I yelped and looked in the mirror to see the scorpion tattooed guy behind me, cock in hand, pushing the metal-ringed tip into my hole. More poppers and then it began to open me up. Would it ever stop? How could I take it? And then, with a brutal shove, the blunt, slimey head and ring burst into me followed by the delicious, slippery rush of the shaft until I was impaled and clinging onto the basins helplessly. He began to move slowly in and out. Each time my hole relaxed a little more until he was able to kick my legs apart and sink right up me. I gasped with pleasure and lay there helplessly as he buggered me. In the mirror, I could see faces peering down to watch the monster cock fucking me and it looked like a vision from hell as they licked their lips and egged him on. “Fuck It!” “Give it to him! “Bastard’s loving it.” Slowly, methodically then faster and faster he worked his way towards a climax. I knew I was being impregnated for sure this time, but I was helpless to resist. He was gasping now and his huge cock was ramming deep in me with every thrust. “Cumming!” He gasped and pushed as deep into me as he could. I felt his cock pulse and he grunted loudly as he spurted. Then he shuddered and laughed. “Phew! That was nice” Everyone jostled round to watch his massive, wet cock slide out of me and I felt my body sag as it flopped out. I was exhausted as I lay there over the basin, my gaping hole wet and dripping with cum. The Asian guy ruffled my hair and bent forward to kiss me. “Good boy,” he said. “Join the club” Then they left laughing together. Before I could move, I felt bodies pressing against me and various fingers slid up my puffy hole. “Yeah, he spunked up him alright.” I went to get up, but hands held my shoulders down. Someone said. “Not so fast. There’s plenty more here for you.” Before I could protest, I felt a flabby, wet body against my thighs and a long, thin cock slid easily up inside me. In the mirror I saw the grinning face of an old, bald man with earrings and sagging cheeks as he fucked me and I groaned with disgust but just lay there as he buggered me and then I felt the piss splash over me from the other men and sank into depravity…

The first time Gio fucked me I was waiting for him in a stall in a restroom of an office building, mounted on the hard, cold fiberglass of a toilet, wearing a jockstrap and a work shirt. He walked in, deposited his load, and left. I felt the thickness of his cock, but I never saw him. He had contacted me through Grindr, where his profile bluntly stated that he didn’t need a ‘Daddy.’ I figured this was a one-off for relief. But he hit me up again. He didn’t want the restroom; he wanted something more intimate. Eventually he fucked me at my house during lunch, and it was much more intimate than the quick fuck on the toilet. The third time was today, and I knew what he wanted. I was playing a role. He wanted a Daddy and a cunt - a Daddy to gently seduce, then a cunt to rape brutally. I knelt before him, gazing up at his full lips, his hard, youthful 20-something body, wrapping my hands around his hairy, thick thighs, and wrapping my lips around his nice cock. That didn’t last long. He pulled me up and kissed me. I’m not used to being kissed. Then he lay on the bed, me on top of him, still kissing. He rolled me over, lifted my legs, then licked each foot, sucking each toe. Gentle he was. His hands glided all over my body, his lips brushed down my legs, to my nips, to my lips, and back down. Then, just like last time, his demeanor changed. He grabbed my legs and flipped me violently onto my belly. A strong hand came down and pushed my head into the pillow. His thick cock penetrated me in one violent stroke, like a spear. I yelped. He covered my mouth, and started fucking. I knew what he wanted. He wanted resistance. I struggled under his weight, trying to pull away from that cock. He fucked more forcefully. Last time I didn’t struggle; he fucked for about 10 minutes. This time the struggling sent him over the edge; he came right away, pumping that young seed into my Hole.

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

This ^ is an excellent and often overlooked point. I have never had chlamydia in isolation - only in combination with gono. I suspect that most carriers have lax sexual habits that predispose them to being disease vectors, including lack of testing and treatment, so they end up having multiple illnesses. That’s my hypothesis, at least, because I’ve almost always been given a combo at once. For that reason I can’t say for certain if my symptoms are due more to chlamydia or gono, but in general I don’t become aware of an infection until I see blood on toilet paper when wiping. I don’t usually feel itching or burning, but as soon as I see red, it’s, “Well, fuck.” Time to see the doctor. Only once have I had a positive test result that I wasn’t expecting on a routine STD screening.

I got lucky....I had anal gono and chlamydia both once at different times....never felt anything..

Aye mate it’s horrid, really can’t fuck with condoms, just turns me off, so it’s the risk you take I guess. Pity there’s not a vaccine for it!

I don't know how to feel about what you just wrote. It's interesting to hear from a perpetrator, but as someone who has worked with rape victims and a survivor myself I have all kinds of red flags. There is absolutely not one shred of remorse. There was something going on with you before you raped that poor kid. The attack itself seems more about taking power and control over a person you deemed inferior due to his feminine qualities, which makes me wonder what happened to you to make you amp up and actually rape someone at that age. These things tend to be cyclical. Where you abused yourself prior, was there the threat of abuse, or was there someone the family extremely hated for being effeminate? Or is this just a troll? Also, you keep halfheartedly trying to let yourself off the hook. "I didn't know any better," "Its okay because I was quick," "no one really says no to me" are troubling statements. They don't take responsibility. Just because someone keeps coming back doesn't mean they aren't traumatized. In fact it can be because of trauma. It in no way absolves you from the rape. And now you are predating in the BDSM Community. You are kind of the model of who we don't want in the Master role outside of fantasy. How many bottoms could you just not hear? Etc. Also masculinity still seems to be an issue for you. You finish by reminding us you have value because you work out. That's a predator. There is no attempt at redemption. The fact that you are telling this story to a group of men that have been rape victims, some of whom still unfairly blame themselves, is a very telling sign that your intent is possibly victimization of the more vulnerable men on this thread. That tells me you still have the urge to rape and that you may be heading toward an escalation. It would be interesting to know what you are NOT telling us. I would probably volunteer to meet up is the twisted thing. My rape was my first time by two "straight" guys. I have wanted to recreate that moment. I have never gotten close. Haven't met the right predator. I am not judging as much as analyzing, but if you are feeling violent urges please seek help from a mental health professional. The damage you inflict is real and ruins lives. Which is probably pointless for me to say, because that is part of your intention, right?

Chapter 6 - Virginity Lost His dick now soft, Adam finally rolled off of Brian and onto his back next to him. Laying in that bed, his own cum smeared all over his chest and stomach, while Adam’s toxic seed was beginning to seep out of newly destroyed asshole, Brian appeared still, but his mind was racing in a million different directions at one time. The two primary emotions fighting for space in his head were pride and fear. At first, fear took over. Even though he had, in the moment, decided to go with it as Adam made clear he was going to cum in him, whether he liked it or not, Brian had not come to that house having made a decision to get pozzed. He had, of course, only agreed to it after learning that it was unlikely he’d get infected… if the other guy was undetectable, which Brian had just assumed he was. His mind quickly darted to his parents and what they’d do he told them he had HIV. Being gay was one thing, and he wasn’t ashamed of it, because he now knew it was who he was. But getting pozzed was something he did; this one was a choice. And it was definitely going to he harder to explain. Brian also thought about Jake in that moment. He hadn’t quite realized yet how much he was longing to be with him. Ever since that first night where he jerked off to the thought of his classmate, Brian found himself more and more taken by him. And, Jake didn’t have a girlfriend, something Brian was keeping close tabs on. Obviously that didn’t really mean anything, but for a high school senior as hot as Jake not to be the subject of at least some girl-related drama was stoking Brian’s suspicions that maybe he too was gay, and maybe it could actually happen. But now, Brian felt that getting pozzed might mean he just lost Jake too. After catching his breath for a few minutes and fighting the whirlwind of emotions, Brian sat up and swung his legs off the side of the bed, not sure what he was doing or where he was going. So, he put his head in his hands, and he could feel he was starting to cry, not for any particular reason, but all of those conflicting emotions were just trickling out now as tears. His crying was soft, and Adam probably didn’t even notice, but he did see Brian with his head down. He rolled over closer to him, ran his hand slowly down his spine, and asked “How are you feeling?” “I…I don’t know” “You said thanks…” “I know…I…I don’t know” Adam may have just finished doing a pretty shitty thing to this virgin twink who was just starting to get his gay legs under him, but he wasn’t a sadistic person necessarily. He knew Brian thought he wasn’t going to get pozzed, but Adam loved gifting, had been off meds for about a month, and had decided he wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to poz a high school virgin. So, while he didn’t regret what he had done, he wanted Brian to feel good about it. “Why don’t you hop in the shower and clean up?” he offered. Brian wasn’t sure if Adam planned to join him in the shower, or if he planned to kick him out after he cleaned his cum off of him, but he didn’t have enough space in his head to figure it out, so he let out a week “okay” and picked himself off the bed. Adam marveled at what he could see in front of him. Brian’s still semi-hard cock hanging off his thin body that was glistening with cum and sweat. As Brian stood still for a moment after getting up, clearly realizing his ass hurt, he could see some of his cum starting to flow out of his used hole. It was a shame, but he could sense he needed to give the boy some space. Brian winced as he started making his way towards the bathroom. He had dreamed so much about the feeling of a cock inside him that walking around with a recently opened hole, reminding him that he had finally accomplished that goal, was actually making him feel better. And, he was getting to experience was it felt like to have cum drip down his legs, one of the things he always thought was particularly hot when he read about it. For a mostly smooth twink, his legs were the only part of his body with a bit of soft fuzzy hair, and he could feel his balls stirring as Adam’s cum slowly rolled down the inside of them. By the time he was in the hot shower, he was feeling better. He was still shaking, though it was different now than it was as he was driving over. He was consciously nervous about the consequences of what he had just done, but even just the walk to the bathroom and now the rinsing of his cum off of himself in another man’s shower was kicking his teenage lust back in to gear, and that second emotion, pride, began to gain the upper hand in his mind. He felt hot. Really hot, and proud of himself. He was a shy 18 year old, and yet he had driven in to Boston to meet up with a 52 year old who he let take his virginity. HE had done that. It wasn’t done to him; Brian had made the choice to have sex, to lose his virginity, to make the questionable decisions in pursuit of cock. He felt how he had wanted to feel- that if tomorrow wasn’t Saturday, he would would stride in to school the next morning smirking, with a particular swagger, knowing he had done something sexier than anyone else in school probably ever had, even if he was never going to tell them about it. Quickly enough, his cock began to stir again, and while the feelings of guilt and nervousness didn’t go away, they were firmly in the passenger seat now. He got out of the shower, dried himself off, and opened the door back into Adam’s master bedroom to find he wasn’t there. He could hear commotion in the kitchen. He initially went to pick up his clothes, but then he figured he didn’t really need them, and he walked out to the rest of the house to find Adam, who was sitting in his gym shorts at the kitchen island. “Hey kid” Adam said cheerfully. Brian chuckled, “hey old man.” “Rude.” Adam replied playfully. “I’m kinda surprised you haven’t run out of here yet.” “I’m kinda surprised too.” “How you feel?” “Umm, kinda hard to say. Like, I’ve never felt sexier, but I still can’t believe you pozzed me.” Adam smirked. Again, while he wanted Brian to feel good, he didn’t feel bad about what he’d done, at all. “That might be why you feel so sexy.” “Maybe, but obviously I’m a little concerned.” “Don’t worry about it now. Plus, you did your research, you know it won’t kill you. Here, want a beer?” Adam had already started in on a Sam Adams when Brian was in the shower, and he went to open the fridge to get the boy one. “Thanks, but I don’t like beer.” “Hah, you’re such a teenager. I’m gonna guess you haven’t drank enough to learn to like it yet.” “But I’ll take a shot of that Absolut” “Ooh, like the hard stuff huh?” “Not really, just know I can get it down quick and it calms my nerves.” Adam poured Brian a couple fingers worth into a rocks glass and slid it over to him. He quickly picked up the glass and downed it. There was a little more than he had expected in the glass, so he coughed a bit, but managed to mostly get it down without looking too much like a child. “Take another” Adam said as he poured more vodka into the glass, and Brian repeated the same motion. Being the shy kid he was, Brian hadn’t ever really drank much before. He got drunk once with a couple friends while playing dungeons and dragons, and had snuck a couple shots at home a few time to rebel or relax, but he still didn’t have any tolerance for alcohol. So those two quick drinks went to his head, fast. He turned around to look at the TV as laughter caught his attention. Adam had never turned the TV off. James Corden had replaced Colbert, and he was doing a carpool karaoke with Tom Holland, who Brian had a major crush on. As the vodka started to work its magic, he stood and watched the two Brits being ridiculous for a moment before walking the short distance from the kitchen into Adam’s living room. He then leaned over the back of the sofa, legs crossed with one foot on top of the other and ass out, as he watched. Adam’s face lit up with a big smile. He could not resist Brian’s exposed ass now. He had been trying to give him space, but as Brian swayedwith the music while bent over the couch, Adam’s cock hardened again in a hurry. Even he was impressed that he had rebounded that quickly, so he hopped up and walked over behind Brian, dropping his shorts along the way. He grabbed Brian’s hips, telling him “you can’t just lean over like that and not expect me to fuck you again.” “What makes you think I didn’t expect it?” Brian replied. He turned back for a moment to look at Adam with a wicked smile across his face. The vodka was really kicking in now, and Brian’s inhibitions were gone. He wanted it again, and he uncrossed his legs and stuck out his ass as an invitation. Adam didn’t waste any time. His cock finished hardening instantly when he rubbed it against Brian’s soft skin, and this time using his own cum as lube, drove it into Brian’s asshole balls deep in one swift lunge. Brian yelled loudly in pain as he was invaded by Adam’s poz cock again, this time without any pretense of letting him get used to it. Adam’s couch had a low back, so it was perfect for pushing Brian down by his back in to an almost 90 degree angle and beginning to jackhammer him with his 8 inch cock. As opposed to the first time, in a bed, looking each other in the eyes, being asked if he was ready, Brian really felt now like he was just getting used as a fuck toy. He basically had no leverage, bent over as he was, and he was clearly impaired already by the vodka, so he just closed his eyes and gave himself over Adam’s ruthless pounding. There was no headboard this time to slam in to the wall, but Brian’s yelps each time Adam drove into him were probably making just as much noise. He was loving feeling this way, powerless. Adam fucked Brian ruthlessly over his couch, working up a sweat as he held Brian down and slid his cock in and out. Eventually he was tired of being bent over the boy, so he pulled out for a moment and pulled Brian up. He continued to hold him by the waist and directed him up against the wall. This was one of Adam’s favorites. He put his arm around Brian’s upper chest and bent him back he drove into his ass again, Brian’s minuscule triceps flexing as he pushed against the wall so that he wouldn’t get thrown into it. “You ready for another poz load in you kid?” Brian was silent, continuing the guttural noises of being fucked as Adam drilled in to him again and again. He could feel his asshole getting forced open even more in this new angle, and it was driving him crazy with both pain and pleasure, though this time was far more on the pleasurable side than the first fuck. Adam didn’t say anything after that. They just continued fucking up against the wall without words until Adam, with no notice, shoved his cock so far into Brian that he basically picked him up off the ground, releasing more forceful ropes of poz cum deep into the high school senior’s tight ass. When he pulled out, Brian fell to the ground on his hands and knees. His legs were weak from the hard fucking, and he felt Adam’s cum leaking out of him even more this time. He stayed down, panting, trying to catch his breath, until Adam scooped him by the armpits and walked him over to the couch, falling down onto the cushions and allowing Brian to fall on to him. Adam held him there, his thoroughly used former virgin boy, cum dripping out of him, as they watched the rest of the Late Late Show and both dozed off, thoroughly spent. ***** Brian woke up in a pitch black living room. There must have been a timer on the lights and TV. He craned his neck to look back into the kitchen to see the time on the stove: 3:45am. The vodka had worn off by now, as had the lust. Now, on this couch in the dark, he felt scared again. His mind went from asleep to racing, again questioning why the hell he just let that happen. He had shifted off of Adam as they slept, so he quietly got up and went to the bedroom to grab his clothes. He slid on his boxers and his sneakers, and didn’t even bother with the rest of his clothes; he just picked them up in ball and quietly exited the house and went to his car. He started making his way home, but he could barely keep his thoughts on the road. He pulled over into a strip mall parking lot, turned off the car, and took a deep breath. He had just spent the night getting fucked. By a man. An HIV positive man. Not once, but twice. He loved it, but he hated himself for loving it. He was still turned on, but he was also still scared. Sitting in his car, in the dark, his cock started tingling again. He pulled his boxers off over his sneakers, took it out and started jerking off, basically naked in this strange parking lot lit up yellow by old street lights. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this there, but what the hell, he had just done something even “worse”. He got his 7.5 inch cut cock nice and hard and thought back to himself begging Adam to poz him, jerking furiously, until he grunted, thrust his hips up off the seat, and sprayed five big ropes of cum up on to his chest, some even landing on his shoulders. He wondered if the cum all over him was toxic. He kept his boxers off, turned the Jeep back on, and drove home, naked and covered in cum.

No. You didn’t deserve that. I know that when something that horrible happens there can be a great need to try to find some way to make a chaotic, random, brutal act of violence make sense, and one explanation that offers itself in the absence of any other reason is that the victim is himself the cause. But that’s not the truth. Nor is it true that you ultimately deserve to be punished or destroyed for living life as a gay man. I hope for you that you will be able to eventually see the terrible thing done to you as just that - something that affected you from outside, not from within yourself. I hope you will be able to heal from it, and then leave it behind you, and live fully and richly. And if that includes wearing a thong on the beach, then more power to you.

I’ve had anal gono and chlamydia a few times. I never felt anything with gono in my ass, but chlamydia did burn/sting especially going to the bathroom. When I wiped, it felt like sandpaper and I bled a little.

First time was 10 and I swore I was never going to let anyone do it again, that lasted like a month. I've always been an attention whore especially since I grew up with no normal male role models

This happened on the evening of the 4th of July... Met a sexy daddy from BBRT that was interested in having a threesome with me and the bf. We went to the daddy's house and had a few drinks before we starting undressing and fooling around. Made out with daddy while the bf was going down on both of us. Daddy wanted my bf's hole, and I told him it's all his! He started rimming my bf, and the bf was squirming and moaning in pleasure... that was all the confirmation daddy needed, he lubed up his dick and started pushing it into the bf raw. There's just something so hot about watching another man use my bf. Bf has a tight hole, so daddy got close pretty quickly and had to keep slowing down as to not cum. I told him he can go ahead and breed my bf, so he's nicely lubed up for me. Daddy starts moaning and breeds my bf with a huge load... I can see a little cum running out as he pulls out. Fuck! Now it's my turn... I don't even lube up, I just start to slide inside because his hole is super wet and cummy. Damn this is what we've been missing! There's nothing hotter than fucking a silky hole full of cum. Then daddy asks if he can fuck me while I'm fucking the bf... sure! I'm fucking my bf missionary, and daddy gets behind me, puts a little spit on his dick, and forces it into my hole. It feels so good! I am pounding the BF for about 10 minutes and I keep getting close because of all the pleasure from getting fucked while I'm fucking... Bf is making out with me as daddy is pounding me. I get close, and I can't stop, daddy's cock is pushing me over the edge! I bred a huge load into my bf, and daddy came at the same time. Daddy pulls out and I feel his load gushing out of my hole... another big load! We all relax, cuddle and kiss for a few minutes. I then went to the bathroom (to pee, I'm keeping the load inside as long as I can). When I came out, I saw my bf laying face down and daddy was fucking him again... such a hot site. After daddy bred him, I fucked him again and gave him another load. So now my bf has 4 loads inside him. I think I convinced him that there's nothing hotter than taking loads, hehe. We went home after that, it was getting late. Definitely adding the daddy into my contacts.