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About two weeks after the first blood slam I started running a low grade fever, felt fatigued all the time, and woke up drenched in sweat. We talked about my symptoms. Since they were similar to the fuck flu he decided to take advantage of my compromised immune system. He pounded his toxic dick into my hot fever hole without lube. He spit on his dick and shoved it in, tearing me open. I slammed a large amount of his blood. I’d love to post the security camera video of all of the depravity, but for some unknown reason we always fucked with Game of Thrones playing in the background and it kills the vibe of the dirty verbal pozzing. I know I’m sad too... At this point we’ve been very depraved for a couple of months so I jokingly took an OraQuick. To my astonishment it was negative. I had already scheduled my normal 3 month check-up so I told my doctor about the symptoms of fuck flu. I asked for a viral load test because it counts virus cells present in a sample as opposed to the standard HIV-antigen test which only tests my immune system for antibodies. About 4 days go by and the doctor called wanting me to come in to discuss my results. I’m rather tech savvy and have the phone app for where I get my labs drawn. They automatically upload as soon as new results are posted. Within minutes of getting off the phone with my doctor I receive a push notification from the app. And guess where I was when I get the notification? If you guessed IKEA you’re right. I’m walking alone through the linens shopping and I look down at my phone. I burst with happy tears when I saw the Viral Load of 141,000. If you’ve ever been to an IKEA it’s busy place, people are staring. I laid my items down and leave. I head over to my makers apartment when he gets off. I climb into bed with him because at this point I haven’t told anyone yet. I open the lab app and tell him to read. I can still see the excitement on his face, and I have to say the sex that night was extra special because I got to shoot my first poz load. A couple days go by and I show up to my doctor's appointment. She is not a nice lady, but she was being super nice. I told her that I “know” and that she didn’t have sugar coat anything. The following week she orders additional labs for a full HIV work up. A few more days pass and I get the additional lab results. I now have a viral load of 6,650,000 and CD4 count of 314. I wanted to stay off meds for some time, but my maker told me to start taking meds due to how fast my CD4 count dropped and how high my VL went. If you knew our relationship you'd know I cannot say no to him. I picked up my prescription and went back to his place. He opened the dresser drawer where he keeps the needles and gets a 3mL out and a fresh 23g needle. I slam 3mL of my toxic blood into his veins. After some time on meds we'll be taking a break so I can be the toxic strain-collecting boy I’ve always wanted to be. And then I'll be able to recharge his toxic hole with my pierced dick.

I had mentioned that I had connected with a guy on A4A (of all places) who lives about an hour away. I was up in that city for my PrEP checkup, and we had made plans to meet afterwards. He was not responding to texts when I was ready. I did a little shopping and hit him up again. Still no response. I was determined not to waste the thorough clean out I had done. I got on the apps, but I didn't see anyone I wanted to pursue that bad. I noticed that one of my fuckbuddies from last year (24, tall, young black guys with about 7" always good for multiple loads) was close by. Even though he's always had an excuse for not meeting since Christmas, I thought it was worth a shot. He answered immediately and told me to come over to his place. When I got there, he was in the middle of some bad thriller on HBO Max. I excused myself to the bathroom to check that I was still ready to go since it had been a couple of hours since I cleaned out. Everything was okay. I went back out to the couch and we made out and stroked a little while he finished the movie (kids nowadays - I wasn't in a hurry). After the film, we both took a turn in the bathroom. I came out to find him standing naked and hard in the living room. We made out a bit, and I dropped to my knees to suck him. He was really aggressive with me quickly moving to fucking my throat roughly. After several minutes of this he picked me up, turned me around, and bent me over the couch clearly planning to use only my throat slick and spit as lube. I asked to grab my poppers; he grudgingly agreed. Honestly, this was the most aggressive he has been in 3-4 years of fucking around. With me back in place bent over the couch, he pressed his cock against my hole. I tried to reach back and add some spit to my hole, but he wasn't having that. He pushed firmly in until he bottomed out in my hole. Man, that stung! I asked him to pull it out and put more spit on. He added the smallest amount and went back in. I was squirming and whining a bit. He stopped grabbing hold of my hips firmly. He said in a stern but reassuring tone, "You can take it. We both know how your ass self-lubes. Give it a minute, and it will stop hurting." He was right , of course; I did know that. Within a few minutes, my ass was sloppy with its own natural lube like it always is. What followed was 30 minutes or so of brutal fucking. I did my best to keep my back arched and push back, but he was constantly shifting his angle and pushing me up on my toes to stay in place. My legs got a hard work out and were stinging and burning, but my hole couldn't have been happier. We both did poppers throughout; he's still young enough that they don't make him go soft. At some point, I realized he was filming his dick sliding in and out of my hole which was hot. Eventually though, my legs were about to give out. I told him as much. He said lets move to the floor. He put a big cushion on the floor and put me on my back on top of it. He put my legs over his shoulder and went back to pounding. After a few more minutes, he was clearly getting close. "I want to get this on film." I held my legs for him, and he filmed himself finishing inside me. He pulled out a little to show the cum but scooped it all back in. He gave me a few more long, deep strokes. "I think I can cum again. Can you handle a little more?" I told him sure, and he went back to pounding. After 4-5 minutes of railing my hole, he shot another load again captured on film. So I got ghosted, but it all worked out. I eventually got an apologetic text from the first guy; he had to work late unexpectedly. I have reconnected with my fuckbuddy, and he seems willing to go back to regular hookups. And I have about 7 minutes of my being fucked and bred twice which is something I always wanted to see. All in all, it was a successful day.

i'd love a good breeding from Rocco!

This morning I went to the dentist. When I got home, I had a MS-teams call with my boss and the rest of the team. When I said I had been to the dentist, my boss responded with: "Oh you poor thing, you face looks so swollen". I informed her that actually, I just had a checkup and no work done, so actually I always look like that... She was soooo embarrassed. I've been needling her about it ever since and it's just so funny how embarrassed she is. Me? I don't care. Wide-angle cameras on laptops (especially the Dell ones with the camera at the bottom of the screen) are notoriously unflattering.

I had been playing with my cock for about an hour. You know, edging. I kept watching the precum ooze out of the tip of my cock and thought, “I need to get laid, bad.” I was hanging out on Manhunt, but it didn’t look like a promising night. It was a Tuesday; not much of a fuck night. I was about to give up and jack-off to a hot blog story, when my mail icon started flashing. “Like your look, man.” I opened his profile; Brazilian, 180, 6’2, 26, good shape, “love it wild”. But the guy didn’t have any pics. Damn. I wasn’t going to risk it tonight so I blew him off and told him I needed to see his pics before I connected. Thread: BrazilianJock: What are you into, stud? Looking for? Joshua4U: Hot times and not looking for anything in particular. U? BrazilianJock: Total top, man, love getting into some hot ass. Joshua4U: Don’t usually connect without a photo. BrazilianJock: You won’t be disappointed, man. You are exactly what I need. He invited me over. I caved. We agreed to meet at a parking lot and if all was cool, I’d go to his apartment close by. I was expecting it to be a bust, but I was intrigued. If I didn’t throw a bone when I saw him, I’d just excuse myself and leave. No harm, no foul. I showered and put on my favorite cock ring and jock strap and wore ripped up slut-jeans – just in case. I grabbed some lube and a beer. I arrived on time and sat in my car drinking my beer, waiting. Suddenly I realized I forgot to bring poppers, damn. Then I saw this chubby older guy walking over to my car and I thought, “Shit, I knew tonight was going to turn out like this.” Well I’ll just tell the guy that I am looking for something different. He walked up to my window and I started to lower it when he walked right past my car then kept walking. About the same time, a truck pulled up right next to me and a hot looking dark-featured guy rolled down the window. “Hey Josh, how’s it going?” I knew right then I was going to follow this guy home. “Name’s Rick. It’s American for Enrique.” Beautiful accent and beautiful boy. We got to his apartment, which was sparse and it appeared he might be staying with a friend. He said he was from South America, Brazil in fact and spoke with a silky beautiful Latin accent. This guy was reeking sexual energy. He walked like a confident hunter ready to claim his prey. He was tall and dark and had close shaved dark hair. He had a great smile and tight, fit, lean body. He asked me if I wanted anything to drink and then walked me straight to the bedroom with two beers in hand. We lay down on his bed which was nothing more than a mattress on the floor and started making out. He was an animal when it came to kissing. The kind of kiss that told you the sex was going to be incredible. He had his tongue all the way in the back of my throat and was starting to twist and tweak my nips a little through my shirt. Then ran his hand under my shirt and grabbed a nipple and twisted it while he reached another depth in the back of my throat. My cock stiffened immediately in response. He got my shirt off and started licking from my mouth to my neck and onto my left tit. It felt incredible. He started to bite down a little and then a lot; and then a lot more. Almost to the point I couldn’t take it, but he sensed this and backed off. My fucking tit was on fire and I was so fucking turned on. I took his shirt off and he had a perfectly smooth olive skinned body with abs so well defined that I could actually feel the ripples across his stomach. I licked his armpit until it was soaking wet and then sucked on his tits. First his left and then I left a saliva trail to the one on the right. I was rubbing his abs all over and went lower until I reached the waist band of his shorts. I slipped my hand inside and felt his wiry pubes. They felt like they were clipped which is a big turn on for me. Going further, I could tell he was hard and felt the base of his cock. It was thick and hot. Trailing down further, I was starting to realize this guy has a big dick; a really big dick. I must have had a reaction to this because he looked at me and said, “I love to see a guy’s reaction when he finds out about my cock, it’s a huge turn on.” I didn’t know what to say. I was trying not to appear overly enthusiastic because I didn’t want to let on that I was a whore for big dick. “Man, you have a fantastic cock” was all I could think of. I pulled his shorts down and he spread his legs and got comfortable. I look down between his legs and saw he had a perfect treasure trail from his navel to his bush, but his thick hard cock trailed up past his navel. He was uncut with a fat head. The foreskin on his cock wrapped tightly around the middle of the head creating a perfect halo. He was thick; I couldn’t touch my first finger to my thumb when wrapped around it. His piss slit was leaking clear goo and I knew I was going to have a challenge with this cock and my heart raced thinking about it. I put my face to his bush and smelled his essence. Then I licked the side of his cock and over his tight bush, down between his balls and thigh and up again to his bush. I licked up his cock and covered the head with my mouth. I tongued his piss slit and worked as much goo out of his cock as I could get. He had taken the back of my head and laced his fingers through my hair and tightened his grip. Rick started pushing his crotch closer to my mouth and my head closer to his crotch. I held my breath and took his cock into my mouth about 1/3 of the way. I was using a lot of spit. I was squirming and starting to moan a little. I came up off his dick, dribbled a lot of saliva down his cock, and then started going down on him again; more and more and a little more, until his cock would not go any further. I signaled to him that I was going for it and “punched” that huge cock past the ring in my throat. His cock was now free to slide the rest of the way down. He took the back of my head and pressed me all the way to his bush. “Oh fuck, yeah! Swallow my cock. Eat that dick, man,” he moaned. God knows, I was trying. His bush, completely coated with my spit, was in my nose and face. I inhaled through my nose, slowly and started to pull back, but only a little. I fucked my throat back down. Up and down, and up and down; little throat fucks. I could actually feel the area where my tonsils were getting warmer from the fuck. Then I controlled a “swallow” and that took Rick to new heights. “Son of a bitch, what are you doing? How’d you do that? Oh fuck yeah.” He pulled me off his cock sooner that I wanted. I was ready to devour his dick. I could have nursed on him much, much longer. He laid me back and got on top of me and kissed me again. He said, “Now I’m gonna make you feel good.” He licked down across my chest and stomach and to my cock head and took it in. He sucked my cock for a few minutes then licked my balls. Then he took my legs and lifted them up in the air exposing my ass. I felt his tongue swipe across my hole and I thought, “Oh yeah, this fucker eats ass, perfect. Nice.” I moaned to encourage him and he started really eating. He wasn’t getting the angle he wanted so he flipped me over and spread my cheeks as far apart as he could and dove in. He whispered, “I want inside there, dude. Give me the fucking hole, man.” He proceeded to chew and gnaw and lick and tongue my hole like it’s never been eaten before. I was pushing back on his mouth trying to help him get even more in. “Push out, man, let’s do this right.” I concentrated and pushed my ass lips out and felt his teeth scrape across and then secure my entire ass ring in his bite. Once he had it in between his teeth, he started sucking my hole like a mad man. I could feel his saliva dribble down my balls and onto the bed. I reached between my legs and felt my cock is was soaked with spit and precum. I let go of my cock for fear of shooting too soon. Rick pulled his tongue out of my hole and got up and went into the kitchen and came back with a few more beers. Excellent, I thought, we are going to take our time. We sat next to each other catching our breath, sipping beer and feeling each other’s equipment. After about two minutes Rick was ready for the next round. I emptied the beer in two guzzles and kept the last swig in my mouth. I took his cock and slide it into my mouth and let the beer cool things down. He was standing and I was kneeling. I spit his cock out because I could never deep throat him from that angle. I popped both his balls into my mouth. They were medium sized and hairless. He spread his legs and I saw his brown hole winking at me. I just couldn’t wait and I licked further back and hit my target. Rick grabbed my hand and put it on his cock and fucked my fist and pushed his hole onto my mouth with each backwards thrust. He was in ecstasy. Moaning and fucking. After what seemed like only 10 minutes or so of eating that smooth hairless ass, Rick was ready for more. He lay back on the bed and held his cock which was visibly throbbing. “Get up here and put your pussy on my mouth.” I jumped up on the bed and squatted over his face. He grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them apart and pulled me down onto his opened mouth and proceeded to get my hole real wet. He started fingering me with one hand and jerking his big Latin cock with the other. His foreskin was snapping back and forth over his cock head making his dick juice bubble. He added a second finger and started working them in deep. At some point he handed me a new bottle of poppers and said, “Here, open these and take a little hit.” It was like Christmas morning seeing that bottle of poppers. I tore open a new bottle of Jungle Juice and took a small hit. Just as I started feeling that warm whorish, lustful feeling spread throughout my body, Rick inserted a third finger stretching me open. My inner slut came out and I arched my back and pushed down on his fingers. I felt them stretch me open really wide and then slide in all the way down to the palm of his hand. I exhaled and emitted a “growl” sound. I kept eyeing the rock-hard angry cock he was jacking. He started fucking his fingers in and out of me making me squirm onto them. “Sweet, man, you got a nice ass. Do you want to sit down on this fat Latin cock and take a little ride?” It was rhetorical. He pulled his fingers out and the cool air whooshed up my ass. I wanted it to feel warm again. I moved and stood between his hips. I stared at his cock and squatted into position. His cock head and foreskin was covered with precum. I grabbed his dick and stuck the head at my hole and rubbed it against my ass lips to grease it up. He was really juicing at this point. I was, too. Rick said, “Ohh yeah, sweet. Nice, man, rub that juice all over your hole.” With that I pushed my body weight onto his cock but nothing happened. I tried again. His head was pretty thick and my ass ring was holding back. I wanted this cock in me so bad that I tried again, and then it unexpectedly popped in. I gasped and held my breath until I realized that I got the head in. I was looking at Rick and he said, “That’s it baby. Here take a big hit.” And he put the poppers under my nose. I took a huge hit, inhaled, and slowly started sliding down on that huge cock. The feeling was incredible and I made my decent until I felt his bush. It was one slow but steady slide all the way down his pelvic bone. He took my hips and held me still. “Just rock back and forth, man.” I did just as he said. I moved up a little and back a few times. “Joshua, you’ve got my entire cock buried up your hole. You feel so fucking hot. The inside of your ass is on fire.” I squeezed his cock and started milking his dick with my ass. I was feeling so hot and softly moaning uncontrollably. After about five minutes of rocking back and forth Rick said, “Stud, lift your ass up and off my cock and stay there. I want to fuck up into you, ok?” So I lifted my ass off his cock stopping at his cock head. He grabbed my hips and started slowly working his cock in and then out of my ass. Then he picked up spend and then he started laying into me. He was really fucking my ass with a lot of force. The friction was awesome. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. When I was able to refocus, he had a wide grin on his face and pulled his cock out. With his sexy heavy Brazilian accent he said, “I love fucking that sexy hole man; what I like most is the look on your face when I bury my cock into your pussy. It’s fucking hot. I love fucking a bottom who knows how to take cock.” He flipped me over onto my back and pulled my ass off the edge of the bed. He then took some pillows and placed them under my shoulders and lower back. He lifted my legs up into the air and spread them wide. Rick looked around until he spotted the poppers, then signaled me to get them and said, “Your gonna need them, stud. Take a deep hit and hold them in.” I felt the heat of his cock head at my opening again and I inhaled a long deel hit and held it in. Rick said, “Exhale.” Then he sank his swollen stiff cock to the root. I let go of the poppers bottle and grabbed his tits and held on. I screamed, “Yeah, I feel all that cock up in me, fucker. Give me what you got, hard as you want, I can take it. Fuck my ass.” At this point, Rick was fucking down into me as I looked up at his cock being stuffed into my ass at every onslaught. He was pulling completely out and shoving it back in and grunting with each reentry. Twice I saw his cock come out and it had his precum and my ass juice trailing off the tip. We were getting into a nice juicy nasty fuck. My favorite way to get it; wet, slippery, nasty and raw. He was now grabbing his cock and aiming it at my hole with each new plunge. I was delirious and begging him to fuck me harder and faster. Suddenly he pulled out, jumped up onto the bed and was feeding his cock to me down my throat. I sucked his cock and licked the juices off for several minutes. He told me he was getting close. I looked up at him and pleaded, “Rick, will you fuck me some more before you shoot?” He looked down and smiled and said, “Yeah man, but fair warning, I’m not gonna last much longer.” He got off the bed and lifted my legs back up again, but this time he pushed them back to the side of my head with my ass hanging off the edge of the bed. He got on top, popped his cock in me in one thrust and stayed there buried balls deep. He opened the bottle of poppers and gave me some and then took a hit himself. He said, “Come one you hot motherfucker, let’s bring this one home.” I clamped down on his cock as he started busting my ass for all it was worth. We were screaming unintelligible filth to each other. I swear my spine started tingling and I had this most amazing sensation deep inside my core. I knew I was starting to have an involuntary anal orgasm. Rick started first. “Oh fuck, Oh fuck, Oh fuck, I’m gonna shoot. Fuck you, man. Eat this!” With that, Rick pulled out and straddled my chest in lightning speed. I was barely able to tell what was happening because it was all so fast, but I was staring right at his enflamed cock head as it started shooting pelt after pelt of hot white jism directly onto my face. He was aiming for my mouth and I had it wide open. Rick said as he was shooting, “Oh yeah, man, that’s it. Take this load.” On the third or fourth volley he started hitting my tongue and mouth. I swallowed as much as I could catch and was open to receive more… and it came. This stud shot buckets of cum. Watching him shoot was so hot I couldn’t hold back any longer and I grabbed my own cock and started blowing my load. It was so fucking intense. All I could do was stare at Rick; not saying a word, not even breathing; but he knew I was unloading all over my stomach and his back. He looked down at me and said, “Josh, you look so fucking sexy with my load all over your face.” I had cum running down the side of my face, from my mouth, from my hair and all over my stomach and legs. I was in an aftershock state and just tried to control my breathing. Once I recovered, Rick threw me a towel and we showered together and made plans to meet again. That was the last time I underestimated Tuesday’s as a bad fuck night. It was the best. I get off on your comments.

I love reading all the hot stories of bareback sex. But I'm finding fewer and fewer stories that are about fun sex that happens to go from condom to bareback and mostly only seeing stories that are about "gifting" or are from the perspective of a top that knew he had an STI and stealthed a bottom that tried to play it safe. So I would love to start a thread that caters towards the more innocent side of making that decision or even stealthing that isn't focused on STI's. For example: I'm a rather safe bottom. I try to make condoms a rule, but I am also easily caught up in the moment. I've fallen for every line in the book and for some reason in the moment I don't hear how obvious it is when a guy is just trying to top me bare. One example would be while I was in film school and I was still in a phase of coming to terms with my sexuality. Thankfully NYC had a thriving community of horny young guys who didn't give a fuck if I was in the closet as long as I was young and fit. I had a roommate who assumed I was 100% straight. So I had to keep my hookups anywhere but our apartment. This particular night I had met at guy at a house party. He was a little older than me, probably 22 at the time. Sexy as hell though, probably 6', in great shape, a natural tan, one of those sexy smiles that shows all his teeth, the "I smoke a lot of weed" eyes. I noticed him checking me out a few times at the party. I tried to avoid him because I knew a lot of people at the party and I could feel my dick twitch every time we made eye contact. At some point my core group of friends were leaving, I told them I was going to use the restroom and then head back to my place. As I exited the building this guy was out on the steps smoking alone. He recognized me and asked me if I wanted in on his weed. I'm not going to say no to free weed. So we smoked and flirt a little, but all subtle stuff despite no one being around. When he finished the last hit though, he leaned over to me and asked, "do you get down?" I knew what he meant because he was not being subtle anymore, he adjusted his dick in his pants as he asked the question. I grinned at him and just kind of bobbed my head "yes". "Your place?" he asked looking up and down the street. I let out a little laugh, "no...my roommate will be home and he..." "He's not cool," my new friend cut me off. He adjusted himself in his pants, "we can go to mine...I'm over on the west side though" he warned as if I would bail after getting that information. In a bit of a haze we walked about twenty blocks up and a few avenues over. He didn't even hesitate to bring me into his building, I on the other hand was constantly looking around to make sure I didn't notice anyone I knew. He failed to mention it was a five floor walkup, but when we got into his studio my glutes were burning to be stretched out. No sooner had the door been locked he stripped off his shirt to reveal a finely toned torso, pecks that you only get from playing basketball. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips then pulled back to make sure that was ok. I pushed in on his lips, going from 0 to 100 instantly. Clothes flying off as we kissed and touched the 8 feet from the door to the double bed against the wall. He yanked my pants down to my ankles and I fell back to the bed as he lifted both my legs so he could finish getting my jeans off leaving me in my white briefs. He stood there looking at me, so I sat up and unbuttoned his pants, the zipper revealing his black boxer-briefs. Before I could pull his pants down, he stepped back, kicking off his own pants and tossed them to the side. He grabbed my head and pulled me into his crotch, his dick already hard but hiding behind the thin fabric. I put my mouth on what was obviously the head, he pulled down the underwear and the massive 7" of cut meat smacked me in the face. I put it in my mouth, gagging almost instantly, but with effort got a few inches down. It didn't take long before he pulled out and pushed me back onto the bed, placing himself between my legs, spreading them as he came in to kiss me some more. I was so horny, I wanted this sexy guy inside me and from the way he was grinding on me I could tell he was more than ready. He sat up, hooked his fingers into my briefs and pulled them down, leaving my legs on his shoulders as he dropped the underwear off to the side of the bed. He spat on his hand and rubbed it into my hole, then slowly pushed a finger in. I let out a soft moan. He reached under his bed pulling out a little basket that had condoms, lube, poppers and some other things I didn't recognize. Handing me the poppers I watched him tear open a condom and roll it onto his dick. He uncapped the lube as I uncapped the poppers and took a couple hits. Stroking his now slick dick, "you ready?" he smiled. I took another hit, feeling a little nervous, I nodded yes as I breathed out. Rubbing the tip up and down my crack he felt his way to my hole then pushed the tip in. I winced and took in a a gasp of air. "You ok?" he asked. I nodded, "give me a second," I told him. He kissed my calf on his shoulder, rubbing my now soft dick with his other hand. I took another hit of the poppers, then another and he took the bottle from me and took a nice long hit. Slowly he started to push the rest of the way in, the initial pain was already subsiding and the familiar pleasure was taking it's place with the help of the poppers. He bottomed out with a moan, "fuck you're tight," he half laughed and then kissed me. He build up a slow rhythm, not trying to fuck me as much as he was trying to loosen me up with each thrust. "Oh fuck," I moaned as he bottomed out a little deeper every time. "You like that dick?" he asked kissing my neck and nibbling my ear. "Fuck yes," I told him feeling it hit that magical spot inside me. "You're so fucking tight dude," he said thrusting a little harder, then sitting up and stopped all together. I looked at him as he remained motionless inside me but started to stroke my dick that was again rock hard. "What?" I asked, as he smiled at me. He let out a little laugh, "I'm just trying not to cum too fast." We both laughed at that. I took another hit of the poppers and he gave a slow but forceful thrust, "Fuck," he moaned and kept fucking, a little harder and a little faster with every thrust. "I'm getting close," he warned. It felt so good, I didn't want it to end. He pulled out and ripped off the condom, jerking his hard dick, smiling at me. "Fuck dude," he said, beating himself off. I started to jerk myself off to catch up. "Are you close?" he asked, almost out of breath, slipping a finger into my hole, then drooling out some spit so his finger wasn't so dry inside me. "Fuck that feels good," I said, beating my dick even harder, flexing my ass around his finger, inching my way closer to an orgasm. "Yeah?" he asked, jerking himself a little slower now. He pulled his finger out and jerked his dick against my hole, the head gently massaging the pucker. "Fuck that feels good," I moaned. My legs fallen down to his hips, my toes curling from all the pleasure. "Yeah, you like this dick," he said, rubbing a little more than the head in as he jerks himself off. I let out a soft moan, "fuck dude..." I trailed off, rocking my hips on his dick head. I looked at him, that sexy smile as he rocked his hips ever so slightly, stroking his dick into my hole, his eyes met mine and I just smiled back. I took a quick hit of the poppers and passed them to him. He took a hit and passed them back, "shit man, you want a few more strokes?" he asked like he was doing me a favor. I took another hit, my head spinning, I just nodded "yes" and he pushed slowly all the way into me. "Fuuuuuck," we both moaned feeling his raw dick sliding all the way inside me. "That feels so good," he said, holding himself there. He leaned in and kissed me, I wrapped my arms around him and he started to thrust his dick in and out while our tongues danced. He only gave me a few more deep strokes before he broke our kiss to tell me, "I'm close," sitting up and really long stroking his dick into me. I started to jerk off hard and fast, "Me too," I said. "Want me to pull out?" he said thrusting faster and shorter. Before I could say anything he thrust all the way in and blew his load, "Oh shiiiit," he said flexing inside me, sending me over the edge. My own dick erupting all over my stomach. "Oh fuck," I said, twitching feeling both of our orgasms. He collapsed on top of me, one last kiss and rolled off. "Fuck..." he panted, "that was...so fucking good," he tried to catch his breath. "Oh man..." was all I could say, shaking a little from the intensity of our sex. We showered and I went home shortly after exchanging numbers. He text me about a half hour after I left to let me know how much he enjoyed my ass and wanted to get some more soon. I sent him back a wink. It was the beginning of a regular booty call.

I was surprised to get the call from the Marina staff. The sailboat had been in the water for three weeks but I couldn't use her because of Covid restrictions. I couldn't even put her mast up. But, then the surprise call. "Mr. C, we are bringing people in one boat at a time to crane on the masts. After such a long wait we want you to be able to use your boat A.S.A.P. when the restrictions are lifted. " I cleared my calendar, pulled on kawki shorts commando and a cut down T. Deep cut v-neck and sleavless deep cut arms. Finally we had nice enough weather to be as close to naked as decency aloud. A 30ish tall slim dark haired man and a handsome early twenties red head assisted me hoisting the mast into place and securing it. The redhead stayed on board, accompanied me back to the slip and helped me tie her in place. With the boat safely secured I dug out my wallet and tried to hand the redhead two crisp new twenty dollar bills. Pulling his shirt over his head he revealed nicely developed freckled shoulders, a well defined lightly haired chest and six pack. He declined my tip and with a seductive wink said; "I had something else in mind Mr. C." Up to that moment I hadn't noticed any hint of sexual flirting. In my surprise I stared back in total silence. He could be all of 24 and I'm a 64 year old hairy otter in decent shape but no gym bunny. I did not see the next words coming from this younge god; "I want to fuck you, that's tip enough." With no more warning he pulled my shirt over my head . I finally stammered something about 'now ' 'here ' and he nodded. I'd had my first Covid shot three weeks prior so thought; 'why the fuck not?' We no sooner hoped down into the cabin and he had my shorts around my ankles and my growing cock in his mouth. Every now and then he would look up it seemed seeking my approval. My soft moans of pleasure told him everything he needed. His hands started messaging my butt cheeks and before long a finger was toying with my hole. He looked up into my face once again and I nodded. The first finger penetrated me. I was grateful for 'PURE'. I hadn't specifically cleaned out for this but chances were good I was pretty clean up there. He stood, removed the rest of his clothes and revealed a thick eight inch beauty surrounded by a short cropped fiery red bush. I just had long enough to take this all in before he spun me around and bent me over the bed in the bow of the boat. He was soon eating out my ass and giving me the most delightful tongue fuck. Every now and then he took a break from my hole and sucked the head of my now engorged cock. Clearly he was not worried about getting back to work as this went on for the next ten minutes. When he stood and teased my hole with his naked cock head I expected him to retrieve a condom from his shorts. He didn't and soon his raw cock head had penetrated my hole. When I pulled away and turned around he looked surprised and apologized. I assured him there was no need, I just needed to be able to watch. I laid down on my back, hoisted my legs and left my ass easily accessible over the edge of the bed. A broad smile crossed his face and he stepped forward to once again tease my ass with his naked cock. "Do you want this Mr. C?" "You fuckin bet I do." "You want it bareback naughty Mr. C?" "Uh hun", as I nodded my head. "You want my young raw cock in your eager hairy hole Mr. C?" "Shut the fuck up and do me already!" His big mushroom head penetrated my ass and he slowly and gently fucked into me little by little. I watched as his thick boner disappeared a quarter to a half inch with each thrust. I just kept breathing deeply reminding myself to relax into the pain. When he was submerged four inches it was as if my ass sucked in the rest of him balls deep and the sharp pain subsided. He leaned forward and planted a deep passionate kiss on my mouth. Our tongues danced for a few moments before he pulled off, returned to a steady fuck and asked me; "Is this the way you like it Mr. C?" All I could manage in response were moans of pleasure. I was glad there were no other boaters around. I hoped the pedestrians on the boardwalk couldn't hear me and dismissed the thought when his pace and intensity increased. Soon his body was giving that delightful 'thwack, thwack, thwack' as he pounded into my ass. I didn't want this to ever stop as I felt the sweat drip from his body and his red hair wick sweat into his eyes. He just kept smiling and offering sweaty kisses from time to time. Too soon I could see the signs he was getting close and he informed me; "I'm just going to assume you want my big load inside ... argh... argh ... to late to protest ...fuckin loading your hole Mr. C." He was in so deep I couldn't feel the hot cum I knew was flooding my guts. His whole body and cock convulsed for a long time. Again I didn't want it to stop. He eventually collapsed on top of me and our sweat mixed as our heavy breathing slowly subsided. He eventually lifted himself, looked me in the eye and smiled; "Now that's a decent tip Mr. C. I know your hungry ass enjoyed it as much as I did." "You're fuckin right young man! Fuckin A!" He slipped off me quickly sucking at my hole. He returned to passionately kiss me again. He tasted as sweet as nectar. When he broke the kiss he directed me; "Stay right where you are. My work mate will be here any minute to receive his tip. Or is he giving it? Maybe both knowing that fucker." With that he slipped on his shorts and disappeared.

It's the fukkin best. Once me and 3 fuck buddies were getting on. The 2 guys wth the biggest cocks got me and the 4th man to get on our knees and suck their cocks. We knelt side by side and the 2 horse-cocked men shafted our throats, switching between us. Finally they said "we're gunna cum in your mouths, don't swallow" With that me and the other cocksucker received 2 massive loads in our mouths. Once they emptied their balls we turned to each other and deep french kissed. I gratefully took my buddy's sperm-covered tongue deep in my mouth and I tongued the sperm in my mouth into his. We deep kissed easily for 20 minutes swapping sperm between us until we had swallowed every last drop.

Hi guys got my hole two loads loads night from the cutest Latin guy. He pounded two loads into my fat hole leaving his dna deep in me to soak in 🙂

Best job I every had was custodian at rest area south of Phoenix on I10 just out of school. I had a living quarters about 50yds from the truck parking with a bed and a gloryhole in the entry way. I only got inspected once a week so it was easy to hide what I was doing. Back then you could add a line to your cell plan for $10 bucks but it was txt and lie 20min a month. I used that number and put it all over the rest area advertising a no cocks refused bottom. I had the perfect setup because guys could leave the restroom and walk behind the sound barrier wall right to my door. I only wish we had hook up apps back then lol..... I always offered condoms but not lube. Every day I would enema and lube a little with vasaline. By the 4th week I had probably 5 regulars on a schedule a couple times a week. A few times I had multiple guys at the same time but that wasnt common. I bet 80% of the guys were truckers an probably 20% just random travelers.

Man, nothing beats watching a guy's balls and taint pulsate as he dumps a load in some slut. Well, having his balls in my mouth while he's dumping would beat it.

Wanna a little xtra hole for your group and friends. Available to have all my holes pimped out for your benefit only. All three dump holes ready for you to trade charge or give away. Will not say no.this weekend only

squeal like a pig!

It's been a while since I have given my last load but I remember it quite well. I met a Fireman off of DL and we split a hotel room. He got there first. I walked in, instructed him to get on all fours, pulled his shorts down and proceeded to tongue his hole. He moaned and quickly became hard, as did I. I took down my pants, entered him and we fucked for 45 minutes, I nutted, waited five minutes and flipped him over and pounded him missionary until I came again. Fun times.

Yup, another "all hands" (Covid vaccinated) fuck fest was held last evening by our regular fuck party hosts. Last month's party, over 60+ fuck pigs, was dwarfed when well over 100 horny pig bottoms and their admiring Tops (many hung like horses) showed up. Once again the sling was in constant demand as both bedrooms and the garage playroom were crammed with breeding pigs and the "whap, whap, whap" sound of bottom boys being filled and balls being drained. The festive nature of this gay breeding bachanal was enhanced by the addition of a hot tub where both fuck weary stallions and their mares could recuperate before returning to the games. Suffice it to say, a good time was had by all!! Oink!🍆💦🤪🐷

Last night and this morning 14 anon loads at the heath

Back in the late 2000s, I had been talking with this guy online for months, and we had finally decided to meet up one afternoon. Just like online, we really hit it off in person, and found each other attractive - I was in my early 20s, about 5'10" and 150 lbs, with brown hair in a crew cut, blue eyes, and he was around 20 or so, 6'1" and about 180 lbs, with shaggy blonde hair and blue eyes. I met him at a nearby bus terminal, and we went for a walk for a bit and got a coffee, and things were going great. We ended up heading back to my place, and after chatting for a while longer, he started playing footsie with me, then we stood up, and I did my best to shove my tongue down his throat, while he pulled me tight into him. We started pulling each other's clothes off until we stood there naked, my hard cock pressed up against his, precum oozing all over, his big hands running up and down my back as I groped his wonderfully squishy ass. I backed up over to my bed, and pulled him down on top of me, and we kept at it, making out hard, grinding our cocks while I started fingering his ass. He then slid down while I lay back, and he started sucking my cock, and I enjoyed watching his shaggy mop work up and down for awhile before I pulled him back up on top of me, and we started making out again. We rolled over, and this time, I went down and sucked him as deeply as I could, his hands holding me against his cock until I had to come up for air, the scent of his cock driving me wild. I all but leapt back up on top of him, our cocks mashed together all slippery from the blowjobs and precum as we made out again, and he asked me to fuck him. I reached over to the bedside table and pulled out the lube and a condom packet, which tore open and rolled the rubber down my shaft as he popped open the lube and started on his hole. He rolled on his back and pulled his legs back to show me his hot, pouting, lube-slicked hole, while I put even more lube on my rubbered up cock, after which I knelt down, and lined up with his ass. My cock pressed against his asshole, and after a moment of resistance, I slowly slid into him until my pubes were grinding against his ass as I pinned his legs to his chest, and started fucking him gently at first then picked up the speed as we both started really getting into it. Eventually, we ended up with me on my back and him riding me cowgirl as his cock kept leaking like a faucet as I nailed his prostate, making him whimper and bite his lip. I pulled him down to start making out again as I fucked him slowly from below for a bit, then slid out of his ass. My little apartment was really hot, and we were both covered in sweat from the heat and from fucking for the better part of an hour. Thinking that we should give his ass a break for a bit, I pulled the condom off so we could go back to oral for a bit, however he had other ideas. He pushed me down on the bed with a hand on my chest, straddling me, and gave me a look I'll never forget as his other hand guided my now bare cock back inside of him. I'd fucked plenty before, but never bareback, and the difference was unreal; the heat of his ass, all the lube and the velvety texture of his insides were almost too much to take. He gently worked my raw cock with his ass, squeezing and flexing on me as he jerked his own drooling member, sighing as I angled again to hit his spot. I wanted it to go on forever, but all good things must come to an end, and I could feel my impending orgasm, and I asked him where he wanted me to cum. His response was to clamp down on my dick as he leaned in for a kiss then told me to cum inside him, so I grabbed his hips and slammed upwards a few more times before I blew my first ever bare load inside a guy, breeding him deeply. This pushed him over the edge too, and he came all over my chest a few moments later, and I rode the wave of his hole clenching in time with his orgasm. In the afterglow, we went to get cleaned up together in the shower, and talked some more about what had just happened. I told him that was my first time bareback, and he admitted it was his first as well. He said he had no intention of going bare our first time, let alone fucking on what was technically our first date, but the idea of me breeding him just sort of popped in his head when I pulled the condom off. We laughed about the whole thing, and ended up screwing again a couple of more times that day and into the evening, each time ending with another of my loads in his ass. We ended up dating for awhile after that, and even though we discussed our histories of safe sex, got tested just to be sure, which came back negative for both of us. After a few months of being together, things just didn't work out, and we ended it as amicably as possible. From that point on, I was hooked on barebacking, but without that trusted, exclusive partner, it was back to being safe for me until I was well into my next real relationship, and we talked about it at length and got tested before finally ditching the condoms for good.

I need a fucking like this....hit me up fellas!

wow, look at that master pump his seed in that hole!

I really started chasing about a year ago, back then it was me taking a prep vacation and taking loads from anyone that would give me one. Over the past few months I’ve had a sexual awakening, if you will. I went from prep vacationer to stoping prep completely. I hit so many people up on BBRT and Scruff due to keywords I noticed in their profiles. I began to not really expect a response, but I finally got one… A month went by of chatting daily where we shared our deepest darkest desires. I gained a better understanding of the chase, and what I’m getting myself into. He put me through a rigorous examination via dialogue before he even agreed to convert me. I had to prove I was willing and fully understood how this would change my life forever both medicated and unmedicated. We finally met up with no intentions of playing, just an in-person discussion of our goals individually and together. I met him as he got off work. We talked in my car for a while, I wasn’t keeping track of time. He invited me back to his place to talk further and I agreed. I followed him to his apartment. Within ten minutes I was heels to Jesus begging for him to poz me. That night I took my first toxic load after being off prep for approximately 30 days. I get a message the next morning apologizing because he didn’t keep his word regarding our “no sex” agreement and concern that I would be regretting what took place. After reassuring him and a lot of conversation about my desires to become POZ. We scheduled another date for a couple days later and it wasn’t your typical meet up. I’d been wanting a PA for sometime, and the only time I could get scheduled with a piercer was during our date. Which totally ruined my plans for sex, but it gave us time to get to know each other. He continued to fuck me on a regular basis for the next few weeks. Being a couple of depraved freaks we even slammed his blood into my veins. One afternoon he let me cut repeatedly into his chest with a scalpel. I cut into mine on the opposite side and we pressed our bleeding bodies against each other and kissed more passionately than any two people have. He stared into my eyes, “Suck it until your mouth is full, but don’t swallow.” When I pulled my lips away from his chest he bent down and sucked his blood from my mouth. He flipped me over, spit on his dick and fucked me with our blood and spit for lube. He pressed and fingered his chest working his tongue around the wound until he has slurped enough to spit more onto his dick and kept fucking me. When we kissed our bloods pressed between our lips and cheeks. By the time he came inside me we looked like vampire characters from Buffy.

I really don't want to infect anyone.The first year of being poz was horrible .. getting used to the meds and all. It was about 11 months of constant discomfort and recurring insomnia. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Now, I've gotten used to it; and I rarely think about my status .. until I wanna hookup. :-/ So, when Dylan answered my CL ad, I made sure to let him know that I was poz. His response wasn't surprising. "Oh sorry man. I don't think I can sleep with a poz guy. Take care." I was a little disappointed, to be honest because his picture was beyond cute - a petite and innocent look about him. His green eyes were hard to get out of my head. But, I moved on. It was nearly a month later when he e-mailed me and said he wanted to meet after all -- and that he "might be open" to doing some stuff if we hit it off. I tried to reduce the stress and offered to meet him with the understanding that we wouldn't do anything at all - just get to know each other. He agreed. I don't like to show up at someone's place empty handed .. even though we agreed to just play X-box and talk. A bottle of wine always seems like a way to ease into getting to know someone. I nearly lost my breath when he opened the door. He was even more attractive in real life. His green eyes lit up as he answered the door. And a slight smile followed. I think he liked what he saw too. We made small talk as we sat in the living room. He went to the local community college; and I talked about my worries about finishing my master's degree. We laughed a lot. And we were about 3/4 way through the bottle of wine, there wasn't a hint of discomfort. We played some X-box; and I could tell he was inching over towards me. An hour later, I was still surprised that things progressed so well. We were in his bed. We made out for what felt like an eternity. I had to advance our activities. The tension was killing me. We explored each other's bodies as much as we could with our clothes on. Almost in sync, we pulled off our shirts and our pants. "Wow . you're hott!" he said, "I mean .. you feel very hott," he clarified. I didn't realize that the head of my cock had popped out the top of my briefs as it usually does when I'm hard. He felt my tip against his smooth stomach; and then he felt down to it. "You feel so big," he said with a hint of trepidation; but Dylan tugged on my shaft with urgency. I helped him get a good grip by slipping off my briefs and he explored all of my 8.5 with his warm hand. His moved his hands to my abs. And I thought he was going to change his mind. He was actually just adjusting his position; and next thing I know, he's trying to wrap his mouth around the top of my cock. "It's so big," he conceded as he attempted to get further down my shaft. I reached down and grabbed at the bulge in his briefs, finally fishing out his skinny boy-like dick. I didn't mind at all. I never was a size-queen - although it was clear that Dylan favored a big one. "I don't usually do this on a first date," he said somewhat sheepishly. But, he immediately went back to trying to inhale my now-throbbing pole. We were both lost in the moment; and for the first time, I forgot about my status while with someone. Moments later, I'm sliding a wet finger in and out of his hole; then it's two fingers. He's still sucking on my like it's the last cock he'll ever have. He wasn't about to let it go. But, all of his wonderful tongue work and wet slurping was too much. Call it instinct, or whatever. But, in just a couple of seconds, I have him readjusted on his back and his legs up in the air moving my rod close to his hole. He seemed to come back to reality for a moment, "I don't know if we should do this." Honestly, I was too horned up think clearly. I just moved my cock against his hole and rest it there for a moment. I felt obliged to ask again, though. Somehow, I knew I needed to ask if I could proceed, even though I was far from rational though. "Do you want it?" I asked. And his vague response was all I needed. "I don't know," he answered as he pushed his body down to put pressure on the head of my dick. I can't believe how quickly everything happened after that. Within seconds, I'm inside him and he's bucking his hips, as if begging me for more. And then I realized that he must have pre-lubed because he was taking it very well. He grunted and moaned. And I didn't ease it in as I might otherwise do. I could tell he could handle it by the initial reception. So, within moments, I am balls-deep inside him thrusting with long strokes. "You like that?" I ask. And inbetween pants, he replied, "umm .. I don't know." His words said one thing to me, but his body was saying something else. "Do you want me to stop?" I tried to clarify, still invading his hole with deep strokes. "Fuck .. I don't know." I gave him an especially forceful jab to test my limits. "Fuck!" was his only reply verbally. His non-verbal reply was his fingers digging into my back and pulling me in tighter. I was on the brink of exploding and thought I should give him one last chance to stop, "I'm about to cum. Should I stop?" "I don't know .." he replied .. as he continued to pant and grunt with each thrust. "If I don't pull out, I'm going to cum soon. Do you want me to pull out?" I asked one more time. "I don't know ... " was his reply once again. I could see his body wriggling with ecstasy. He seemed close. As I watched him writhing with pleasure, I found myself losing control. "Well I know!" I found myself shouting back at him. I can't believe I did this .. but I was out of control. I jack-hammered his hole as fast and deep as I could for a few seconds and then found myself unloading deep inside him. He came just a fraction of a second after I felt my last spurt deposit inside him. His jizz was a messy fountain going in almost every direction as he jerked his skinny rod forcefully. Slowly, we both came to our senses. I realized what I did. And I was waiting for him to yell at me or kick me out. We layed there in silence for a a couple of minutes, catching our breath. "That was incredible," he whispered. And suddenly, I felt no more guilt.

Last friday, i was partying in a local motel and had two tops come to visit. One was a younger latino and the other was a black man that was a bit older. both men were about 8-9 inches of uncut glory. we had interracial porn on and they insisted on me stay lose and up for them. both of them men deposited multiple raw loads into my waiting hole, in addition to be getting to taste a load each. they promised next time to try a double penetration for me. where is that number for the motel. thx

I think the mistake is in framing this as a question of "why these guys don't want to bareback HIM", because for all you know, these guys do not want to bareback *anyone*. It's true that PrEP works. But some people (a) don't believe that, (b) don't want to take chances even though it does work, (c) are worried about other STI's, (d) on and on with any number of reasons a person may choose not to engage in bareback sex. The point is that none of us are *entitled* to have any particular person or persons fuck us bareback. Your friend seems to have hit a spate of guys who are not barebackers (which is their prerogative). He gets to choose: would he rather fuck with a condom, or not get fucked by this particular guy?

I fucking love that! have had lots of men do this to me. I like it best when they really choke me hard and fuck me like they hate me while telling me what a worthless whore I am. love it when men leave a nice bruise on my skinny faggot neck. have also had guys do this to me with a rope.

Have you had a belt used ? Getting fucked doggy style belt around neck being pulled by top as he plows you pulling the belt choking and bruising the neck !

I only use condoms to store some loads when I jerk off so that I can push them into hungry ass at a later point. It makes some really good lube

Not going to lecture you, because shit happens. I want to look at a couple things. You happened to notice this "time," but there will be times the same thing happens and the top is polite and you don't notice. Or your gums might be abraded from aggressive potato chip eating. The virus lasts on!y four seconds outside of the body. Next time open your mouth and let it dry out. The air will kill the virus. It almost has to go from direct open wound to direct open wound. But it makes you feel better, go to the ER. Never hurts to play it safe.

I shouldn't have assumed that you are based in the US, of course, @1000GUYS. You used "maths" in another post, so perhaps you are in the UK. I know that France has a standard, nationwide emergency room protocol for PEP, but I don't know the situation in the UK.

I'm not sure to be honest but I think it did twist some wires

You definitely need to do it again! I never thought I’d take it that far but now I can’t stop thinking about it. Truly “no loads refused” after letting a homeless guy fuck me in front of an audience.

Yeah man, nothin hotter than waking up with yer son in yer bed, My boy gets me so fukkin hard in the morning - just roll him on to his belly and mount him balls deep. Like you, I love it when he calls me Daddy. "Fuck Daddy, your cock feels so good, fuck me hard Daddy, Breed me Daddy. I can feel your load pumping in my ass Daddy. "

I was at a bathhouse a few days ago. Went in my room and left the door open, put on my blindfold hood and knelt with my ass up at the edge of the bed. After a few minutes a guy came in and ate my ass then slid his big cock in and pounded me. He left a nice big load in me. A few minutes later another guy came in, when he noticed Rotherham cum on my hole he got really turned on. He fucked me roughly while huffing poppers, and loaded me up again. Hottest trip to the baths in a long time.

Two stories I don't think I've shared. 1 - Years ago I'd fuck around with a neighbor a floor up from me. He had a nice long cock, and fucked like a jackhammer and was one of the first guys that bareback fucked me. We hooked up after he picked me up at a bar, and went to his place. A few years later he moved into my building and we fucked fairly regularly. This one night he invited me up because he had company visiting, and he wanted me to meet the friend. Went up to his place for dinner and drinks and chattting. He said they were going to go out to the bars, but for whatever reason I wasn't able to go out that night. My neighbor, got a work call, or something, and his guest was asking me if my condo was the same as his, and I said no. He asked to see it. So we left my buds apartment. He yells to my bud he was going to check out my place. We go downstairs, open the door and immediately he's on his knees swallowing my cock. He seemed pleased, and we made our way to the bed. Even though I knew he was friends with a bud I BB'd with, for some reason I pulled the condom out of the nightstand and put it on. At the time I would say I did BB about half the time, and generally assumed that most guys wanted safe. I think I got three or four strokes in him doggy, when he dropped to his stomach so I slid out, reach backed with his hand and ripped the rubber right off. I of course had to drop down to missionary, this time fully raw in him. After I dumped my load in him he thanked me and said it was a good start to the night. He left my place, and went back upstairs to my buds. Not sure what they did after that, I was happy and went to bed. 2 - I had this fuck bud that kind of introduced me to anon ass-up. He always loved getting fucked that way, leaving the front door open. Interestingly, we previously worked together at a horrible themed restaurant a few years earlier (like 2000). I always thought he was cute, but I was wait staff and he was 'talent' that had to help create the atmosphere by being in character. I was very shy at the time, was just finishing college, and my sexual history with men was relatively limited still. I never got the courage to chat him up, and another coworker had mentioned he had a husband, and as I was naive to think I needed a BF/husband, I never pursued anything with him even though he was always smiling at me when I ran into him in back of house, especially when he was on break waiting for food. A couple years later I came across him on Manhunt or some site like that. I didn't realize it was him, and I really don't know who initiated the meet at first. He told me he was a bottom, I was a total top at the time, and he had me come over, said he'd be waiting to suck me and for me to fuck him. His profile is very clear in that he only played safe, and I would not even consider going bare at that time. For a couple years I'd go to his place to fuck him, anon, with condom. One time he invited a third, the other guy and I tried to tag team him, and while I was in him the other guy tried to push his cock in me without changing condoms, I was definitely not bottoming yet and stopped him more for that than anything else. I did think it interesting he was willing to switch between two asses with the same rubber. Even though not bare, it would have put me at risk I'm guessing seeing my ass had only been fucked a couple times and always with rubber. This fuckbud turned into a bit of a friend as well, and I'd go to his place for social gatherings as well. The entire time, he still had his boyfriend, whom I never actually have met. Well a few years ago, he relocated out of state. We kept in contact though, and every now and then I'd see him on Manhunt (when I had it still) or Adam. He'd come back to town every year for a week or so, and it never seemed to work that we could meet. A couple years later, I saw he was in town off Adam. At this time I was BB 90% of time, and fully verse. His profile still indicated safe and even said 'NO BAREBACK EVER.' My profiles at the time were all vague, or still said safe on them. He hit me up and said he wanted to get together, and this time I was actually free when he was. We made the arrangements, he came to my place, and immediately stripped to his jock and began sucking my cock. His ass felt so nice when I fingered it, he had lubed up already (yes actual lube) and I couldn't wait to get in. We went to the bed, and I rubbered up like normal, his ass was waiting for me doggy, inviting me in. I slid in and it felt great in spite of the rubber. I love fucking this guys ass. I think I'm in his ass for only about a minute, and he reaches under, grabs the condom by the tip, and pulls it until it snaps off the cock. There's something magical about when the bottom pulls it from the tip, it takes longer to come off, and you savor each moment. I need no further invitation and plunge my cock into his raw hole. I breed his ass after a few minutes, and we lie in the bed after chatting about life etc. Sadly we have never repeated a raw fuck, though I have tag-teamed him since then. These two stories are what brought me to this site. It was me looking to see how common something like this was, that eventually led me here. Before those two encounters, I never knew how much guys wanted raw sex, and that many would go raw in spite of saying safe on their ads (even though I was one of them) Hope you enjoyed

Well everyone, Im back after a long time away, and I've been thinking about writing another chapter and finally trying to finish it up. Would you all be interested to see where it goes from here?

I'd take his load anytime!

I've never felched, nor been felched; I'd be delighted to try it some time. Probably to get felched would be better to start with. I do get rimmed often enough, it seems. I have a great FWB, and he is in profound lust with my ass. After a sufficient volume of clouds has been created, he often has me get on all fours, while he positions himself on his all fours right behind me, and first, it's his fingers that begin stroking my now throbbing hole, and after just a very few minutes, something much broader, much softer, much wetter, and much warmer than the tenderest of his fingers is scouting its way, first, around the outside of my hole, and after he's adjudged my panting and moaning to have reached suitable levels, then to the inside of my hole itself. I find I cannot help it; in spite of myself, I feel my anal muscles pushing back, against not simply his tongue, but against the very air in the room. When we've planned adequately, my friend has carefully trimmed his beard and moustache, which I feel on those occasions tenderly - well, not so tenderly actually, driving my hole nuts as their stiff bristles scrape along the soft and tender skin of my orifice. As often as not, that's the point at which my shoulders collapse in runaway lust, and I fold my arms in front of me and rest my head where they cross while my friend continues his oral ministrations to my person. My thoughts become incoherent, all I do is moan and whimper, and all he does is eat and snicker. Lastly, the pointy tongue becomes the wide shovel, and my hole is being partially eaten in this latest onslaught. If I was moaning and whimpering before, I'm sometimes sobbing now, with lust and depraved enjoyment of what he is doing to me. At least a few times it becomes his object to see just how far inside me he can shove it, and when he does so, he maintains it there for at least a few seconds and wiggles it up and down, back and forth and around, and sometimes he just lets it lie there inside me where he's put it and enjoys my reacting to it so stridently, and every few moments, this low-pitched rumbling chuckle quietly spills forth from his mouth, softly vibrating my soft tissues.

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?

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!!!! 🍆💦😋😛🐷🐷

14. Joining the Club "Your hole. So fucking used." Jon kissed me again. "You got some poz cum, huh?" I nodded. "Yeah," I said. He stood up, and pulled me to my feet. "Did it feel good?" he asked me. He kept one arm around me, and motioned into the living room. "So fucking good. When he was in me," I said. I had been scared a few moments earlier, but standing next to Jon put me at ease. Dressed in the harness and motorcycle boots, he was scary-looking, but also quite sexy. "How did you feel about getting the unmedicated cum?" "Colby?" I asked. "It was intense. It burnt. Really intense." "Yeah?" Jon said. "I thought you'd like him." I realized that Jon had sent Colby to me. "Now. I think it's time for me to drop a load in your hole. You want that?" I nodded enthusiastically. I had wanted Jon's load from the very beginning; all the other men had been merely necessary inconveniences before the main event. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. One arm drifted down to my ass, and his hand pushed my ass apart. My wet hole tightened at the sudden sensation of cool air. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Oh yeah," Jon said. His fingers brushed against my hole. It was soft, tender, and wet; even the very slight force that Jon was using was more than enough for his dick to slide into me. "Fucking hungry hole," he whispered into my ear. "Ready for every dick, huh?" "Yeah," I moaned. "But I want yours." "I know. It's ok. You're going to get it." He turned his attention away; James was standing next to us. He was empty-handed, which disappointed me. I was high, but I knew I could get higher. Between Colby and the man I knew only as Sir, I had learned that the only thing that mattered was pleasure. They also taught me that drugs were an important part of true pleasure. "I think we both need a refill. And I think he needs some more vitamins." "Right on. Here?" "I think we'll be in the Devil's bedroom." My hole throbbed. Sir hadn't been joking about his religion, nor was he the only one at the orgy who was a follower. "You ready for this?" Jon asked, his attention now focused on me. His dick was sandwiched between us. It was hard and hot, and pulsing with his heart. I knew he was poz, but it didn't matter. I had already taken far too much sperm. One more load wouldn't make a difference. I nodded. "Yeah," I said, trying to tamp down on my rising excitement. "I am." "Good." He turned back to James. "What you think is best for us," he said, smiling. "Oh yeah," James said. "I know what he will need." His eyes met mine. He had a slightly lop-sided smile. It was cute. But he had an unmistakable expression of sadness as well. "It'll get you through," he said, this time clear to me. "Don't let him get you scared," Jon said, as James walked away, disappearing into the dim light. "This is something I've been looking forward to all night." "Me too." "You know Colby's load. Unmedicated." "Yeah," I said. I remembered how it had burnt when Colby fucked it into me. The memory was no longer painful. It had hurt, but it had felt good. It was what I needed. "Felt so hot in me. Burnt me." "Devil's burn," Jon said. "It's intense." I nodded. I remembered how it had burnt, but I was still smiling. "You like it?" "It is intense. But it's supposed to, right?" Jon kissed me slowly. He let his tongue explore my mouth. I pressed my slim, smooth body against his. He was muscular, and it was covered in dark, masculine fur. I wanted to please him. "Yeah. Did someone tell you what it is?" Jon said. I nodded. "It's..." I started. His dick needed to be inside me. I wanted his load. I knew it was infected. I hoped he was unmedicated. I wanted his cum to burn like Colby's had. "It's the virus. Trying to infect me." "Yeah," Jon said. "That's it. I want you to feel it again." He was asking if he could infect me. "Yes," I said, before I could even think. It was my body making a decision for me. I knew it was dangerous. But it was so hot. "Please." "Good. Here." He handed me a pipe. I could barely wonder where he had kept it before the torch had gotten it smoking. "I want both of us full of His spirit." I nodded, and started to inhale. The smoke was familiar and wonderful, and I let it fill my lungs. Any last inhibitions melted away as I got a fresh dose of the drugs. "Mmmm," I moaned, still keeping my lips wrapped around the pipe. "Fuck, that's hot. I love seeing a boy like you take a nice big hit." He smiled at me. I nodded; my lungs were full. Where Sir might have made me inhale more, Jon just took the pipe. "Hold it," he said, as he stuck the stem in his mouth, and took a long hit. He leaned in and kissed me. We swapped our clouds back and forth before finally exhaling. "Another?" he asked me. "Please," I said. We repeated the process, this time taking more time to make out. His cock was stiff between us, a thick masculine rod that I wanted to feel inside me. My own cock was semi-hard, but it was nothing compared to his. I reached down and grabbed it. It was almost too big for just my hand. "Please," I repeated. "I want it." "One more," Jon said, and put the pipe in my mouth. "You've taken Colby's load," he said. "But mine." I watched his face, staring into his hazel green eyes. "Mine is special," he said, before taking the pipe from me. He did a long hit, avoiding saying just what made his load special. Sir had told me about the Deacon, and how he had bred a special virus, one that was resistant to prep. I watched Jon suck down thick crystal clouds, and wondered what kind of virus Jon had. He looked so fit and healthy, it was hard to imagine him as anything but undetectable. "Now, Kenta," he said. We both exhaled, then leaned in and kissed. "Special?" I finally asked. His dick was pressed between our bodies; it needed to be inside me. "Yeah," he said. He put the pipe to his mouth one last time. Any last constraint he might have had was dissolved in the thick white cloud. "I'm not on meds," he said. He paused for a moment. "Actually, I'm full-blown." "Full-blown?" I asked. "AIDS," he said. "I had a bad reaction to some drugs. I needed to take a break. And the virus came roaring back." My cock twitched. Here was one more dirty temptation. "But, Prep," I said. "Yeah. I'm resistant to one of the meds," Jon said. "But if you take your pills like you're supposed to..." He trailed off, and filled the silence with another long kiss. I realized that I still wanted him inside me. "I don't care," I finally said. "I know your cock is going to feel great. Even if it burns." "I want it to burn," he said. Before I could say anything, James appeared, carrying three plastic cups. "Just what I was hoping for," Jon said to James. He turned to me, leaned in, and whispered in my ear. "I want you to feel what I can do." The drugs were hitting me hard. It was hard to follow a chain of thought, yet I was acutely aware of how my ass was itching. "Here you go," James said, handing me a glass. It had 1.6 in marker on the side. He gave one to Jon, and kept one for himself. "Cheers," he said. All three of us gulped down the drug-laden orange juice. "Anything else for me," Jon asked. "Yeah," James said. He handed Jon a folded up piece of paper. "Half a gram." "Just what he needs, I think," Jon said. "Right?" he asked me. I nodded. My head was foggy from the drugs, and I really needed to get fucked. "Feels so good," I said. "Doesn't it?" James said. "Jon will get you what you need." He leaned in and kissed me. I thought it was just going to be a peck, but it turned into his tongue exploring my mouth for much longer than I expected. Finally he broke it off. "So hot, seeing you like this," he said. James disappeared back into the dark orgy, leaving Jon and I alone. "Let's go somewhere a little more private," he said. "Some things don't need a big audience." I nodded. I knew what was going to happen. Jon was going to put his cock in me. My hole was raw and tender; with no condom, there was no way I could avoid his infected semen. It wasn't scary anymore. Instead, my dick was dripping at the thought. "Please," I moaned. I pressed my body against his, feeling his cock slide between my legs. "You'll get it," he said. "Don't worry. By the morning, you'll be a member of the club." He leaned in and kissed me. "Initiation is amazing," he said. He kissed me again. I shivered in anticipation. He was going to infect me, and it was the hottest thing I could imagine. A hairy, masculine, older man like Jon, forcing his cock into me. Already it was dripping his AIDS-infested sperm, and I was rubbing it against the tender skin of my anus. "Please," I moaned. "Give it to me." "Come on," he said, stepping away from me. "Follow me. I want to show you something." I followed him. Once outside the dim circle of light, it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust. Even then, I mostly followed his white outline, as he led me down a dark hall. "Here," he said, and opened the door. I stepped in. The room was painted black, with dim lights recessed into the ceiling. Most were blood red, except for one white one, illuminating what I could only describe as an altar. On the top was a queen-sized mattress, covered in a dark black sheet. Inscribed in white was a thick pentagram. "I want you to be a part of our club," Jon said. "Give your life over to pleasure." "Please," I moaned. He was going to fuck me on an altar to Sarah Palin himself. I looked again. The room wasn't entirely bare. There was a small table next to the altar. There was a bottle of lube, some poppers, and a glass pipe already set out. "Please," I repeated. My entire body was buzzing. All I could think about was getting fucked. "That's my boy," he said. "Come on." He stepped to the table, and produced the folded white paper that James had given him. He quickly opened it, and tapped out a mound of white powder. "More special K for you," he said, as he marked out several thick lines. "Here." He handed me a straw. "Start with two," he said. "I've never..." I started. I didn't want to admit how naive I was; before tonight, my drug experience had been almost only marijuana. I wasn't even sure how to snort. "It's cool," Jon said. "Here." He took the straw from me, and held it up to the light. "Like this." He put the straw in one nostril, then with his finger, he held the other one closed. He snorted down the line; the white powder disappeared as he ran the straw down the length of the line. "Oh fuck," he said, suddenly standing up again, and inhaling deeply. "Burns a bit, just so you know." He handed me the straw. "Your turn. It's going to be great," he said. "Trust me." He reached down and grabbed his dick. It was still hard, and the pre-cum was dripping. "Ok," I said, and followed Jon's lead. I snorted down one of the lines. "Oh fuck," I grunted. My nose was burning, and I could already feel the drugs dissolving into my body. "Fuck," I repeated. I was a bit light headed, but was also incredibly aroused. "That's intense." "Do one more," Jon said. "Do it now." I leaned back over the table; there were two more fat lines. "Both?" I asked. I wanted everything. It was going to feel amazing, no matter what it was. "Just one," he said. "But I like the spirit. You're still new to this. We want you to remember your initiation." I snorted down the second line, before I could second guess myself. Once more, the white powder burnt my nose, but the pain quickly disappeared, and the burning was just a pleasant reminder of what I had gotten myself into. "Initiation into what club?" I asked. "Both of them," Jon said. "Sarah Palin," he said, and nodded to the pentagram-covered mattress on the altar. "And HIV," he continued, stroking his cock. "What do you think?" "I want it. Especially from you," I said. "Your cum. Inside me." "It's going to feel so good," he said. He pushed me onto the mattress. I landed right in the center of the pentagram. "Pleasure," he said, as he climbed on the altar to join me. He pushed my legs up in the air, and spread them apart. It exposed my hole, and I could feel the cool air against the sperm-coasted wetness. "So hot. Your hole. So used." "Please," I said. "Infect me." "Of course. But there's no need to rush this." He pushed my legs back, forcing my ass up in the air. "This is a special gift from my Dark Lord. And I want to give thanks properly." He leaned in and pressed his lips against my hole. I had barely been rimmed before, and certainly not by someone as good as Jon. "Oh fuck," I moaned. He pushed his tongue a bit further. He moaned, and the vibrations went straight to my prostate. "Oh damn, that's good." "So fucking used," he said. "Just the way I like my holes. Ready for my sperm." "Your virus," I managed to say, between moans of pleasure. "You're going to infect me." "I know," he said. "I fucking love it." "Is it going to hurt?" I asked. He paused for a moment, then looked down at me, over my soft cock, and smooth body. "You know. When I convert?" "It's going to feel amazing tonight," he said. "And that's all that matters." He went back to rimming my hole, lapping out a few more drops of semen. "Want you cleaned up for my load. Make it easy for your hole to accept my very special gift." "Please," I moaned. I was squirming with each stroke of his tongue. I could feel how empty my hole was now. He had sucked out all the loads I had collected. "Fill me up." "Of course, boy," Jon said. "You're going to be initiated. You want it?" He pushed his tongue into my hole one more, then pulled his head back. "Infect me," I moaned. "Please. Make me part of the club." I looked around; I had sunk down in the mattress just enough to see the pentagram surrounding us. Above me was a hairy, horny devil-man, ready to fuck me raw. The devil was carrying HIV. The devil even had AIDS. "Both clubs tonight," Jon said. "It's going to be about pleasure." He lined his cock up with my hole. I was wet from his rimming, and his dick was wet with pre-cum. "Pleasure," I moaned. He pressed his cock against my hole; the head popped in. "Pleasure," he repeated. "And freedom," he said. His cock slid right into my hungry hole.

I prefer anonymous breedings. I would say 95% of the sex I have is anonymous. This is where I don’t know the man and we have little or no conversation prior to him breeding me. I have about 7 regulars that treat me like a cum dump and I like that too but just going into a video booth or bending over a tree in a park and receiving a mans precious gift is the best.

Dam that got me hard

What I did isn't something I am proud of nor do I regret it, it was a necessary evil. In the state of Victoria Australia in the final year of high school how well you do is assigned a ranking/ENTER score. It's basically comparing how well you did with others doing the same subjects for that particularly year and factors in how hard the subject is in comparison to other subjects and then all of this comes down to one number out of 100. My weapon at the time was my abs, my bleached blond hair, and my reputation for having a big cock and being able to provide those I fuck to cum multiple times. This reputation was established from 16 on wards. So if you can't tell where this story is going I will spell it out for you. It's a fairly well known fact that girls who get knocked up tend to drop out, if not permanently they usually leave for that year, or at least if they're dealing with an abortion they're far less likely to be preoccupied with studying for exams/completing essays. With my weapons and rep I set out to make my potential ranking increase by targeting the smarter chicks in my school, fuck them, breed them, get them to drop out. The hunt Jane Phillips was exceptional at the sciences, she was in my physics and chemistry classes and clearly top of the class. I was strong academically but I needed her out of the picture. She had small scattering of freckles on her nose, wore thick black glasses, and clothes too big too flatter her natural assets. She wasn't popular, that's not to say she didn't have friends but mainly she didn't run with my crowd at school and she was very under confident. She was easy prey. It was fate that we where paired together for our lab assignment. We needed to devise a method over the weekend, write up a hypothesis, a method to test it, and then test it in the lab come Monday morning. I suggested she come to my house because my parents where globe trekking and I didn't want to have to explain Jane's moaning to her folks when we should be studying. Saturday rolled around and we started to hit the books. "I'm sorry this just isn't working, I'm too frustrated and can't think" I said rubbing my bulge, clearly cupping a monster in my pants. She looked embarrassed and blushed as if my cock had never been thought of by her female lizard brain. "I don't think I know what you mean" she said dismissively. "I see you looking at me in class. I know you like me. I know I'm making you wet right now. I just think it'd be more productive if you helped me with this and then I could focus on our assignment more" I started to stroke the outline of my cock. "I, I... I don't think we should be doing this" she was flushed but clearly excited. "It's okay, just give it a squeeze it won't bite you" I grabbed her hand and placed it on my crotch. She didn't take it away, she squeezed. "It's so hard... would it really help you study?" "Yeah I'm desperate, and I really like you. I'm really happy we got paired together. Please help me out. I'll make you feel good too" I said giving my puppy dog eyes and cheeky smile. I had her. She unzipped my pants. I hadn't been wearing underwear and my cock smacked my chest. The precum wet my top. I took it off. She started stroking my cock. I layed on my bed as she jerked me. She was pretty fucking terrible at it. Which was good because I wanted to nut inside her, eliminate her from the science fields and help my ranking. I licked my fingers, pushed aside her pants from under her skirt and manipulated her pussy and clit. She clearly had never been touched before in this way. She moaned in need and desire. "I'm sorry, it's not your fault, I'm sure you've never done this before but I won't get to where I need to with what you're doing, Can you put me in your mouth please" I said nurturing her through the process. "I'm sorry I'll try harder" she could only fit the head in and barely that, she stroked the shaft as she suck my head. This was better but not what I had planned. I knew I'd need to get her purring on my fingers to take things further. "I'm so sorry, maybe we should stop, I'm just not going to be able to cum this way" I said as I took her just to the edge, she whined. "Is there something else I could do?" pleading. "Maybe you could sit on it and slowly slide down it, I seriously won't take long to get what I need done if you do that and then we can get back to study" "I, I... don't have any condoms on me, do you have any?" "Sorry I've never used one, they don't tend to fit me well and I usually just pull out just before, what do you think?" "If you're sure you'll pull out, I'm not on the pill yet and I'm in my risky time" My brain went into overdrive, her "risky time" this was a time to sneak one passed the goalie. I had intended to keep fucking her every chance I got throughout the school year til I knocked her up but this could be a golden opportunity. What this stupid little slut didn't know was that I could cum multiple times. The first time was always thick and huge and after that was watery and more for show. I knew where the first load would go... She put me at her opening. My 9inch weapon broke through her wall and the little bitch cried out. I was going to take her virginity and her academic potential in one hit. I felt a pang of guilt but the reality is that a guy like me wouldn't look twice at this book worm had I not had an ulterior motive, likewise she'd never have a stud like me take her virginity if there wasn't my agenda in play. Anyways if she was stupid enough to take a guy in her without a rubber on his word he would pull out then the little whore deserved what she got. To be continued

I need a boyfriend like this.

Previously She put me at her opening. My 9inch weapon broke through her wall and the little bitch cried out. I was going to take her virginity and her academic potential in one hit. I felt a pang of guilt but the reality is that a guy like me wouldn't look twice at this book worm had I not had an ulterior motive, likewise she'd never have a stud like me take her virginity if there wasn't my agenda in play. Anyways if she was stupid enough to take a guy in her without a rubber on his word he would pull out then the little whore deserved what she got. Jane might have been book smart but she clearly wasn't too bright when it came to the practical nature of sex. This was her first time undoubtedly. My cock was slick from her below par blow job but nowhere near as lubricated as needed to pop her cherry. But the stupid girl guided me to her snatch and started to descend. Her hymen broke simultaneously as the silence in the air, as her lungs let forth a god awful groan. She had gone to fast, I was nearly balls deep upon first entry. Her broken cherry was evident on my shaft. My god she was tight and radiating heat. "Oh my god, I think I've done something wrong, it hurts, it hurts!" yelled the teary eyed slut. "No baby you just went to fast, it'll be okay, just slowly take the last inch and then sit still and catch your breath, I'll take care of you" I said in a insincere nurturing tone. I stroked her arms and leant forward and started tracing the outside of her right nipple with my mouth. Her tensed hands that had been resting on my chest started to relax. She was losing any inhibitions that her initial miscalculation had given her. "There you go baby, doesn't that feel good?" a said reassuringly. "It is starting to feel good, you're so big inside of me" she said as she raised up and started to slowly lower down on my cock. "Oh fuck, I didn't know it could be like this". I had her now, and forever. She would never deny me and I would always be able to have her on my terms. My right thumb travelled to her clit and I stroked her as she purred like a kitten, a stupid, reckless kitten who was about to get what was coming to her. I was getting to the top of the cliff, the point of no return. I looked at her trim figure and little belly and imagined my cock at her womb. I imagined her bloated and carrying my bastard. I imagined her crying as she told me in school as I told her I would look after her... only long enough for it to be illegal for her to abort and from that point on I would pretend like she didn't exist. I would do what I always did and deny completely that I ever had sex with her, I would scream to high heaven about why would a jock god like myself fuck a bookworm like her. But all that was yet to playout. Right now I just needed to shoot my superior stud seed in her fertile cunt. I can cum multiple times. That's never been the trouble. The issue is that the first time I cum I need to poker face up. I swear I should win an Oscar. The only tell I have is that when I do cum I look deep into their eyes and scan every part of their face. To see the life I'm about to destroy. To see the mare that is below me usually both figuratively and literally. As I reached my first climax in this stupid bitch I saw in her eyes the naivety of someone who had no idea what men are like, well what real men are like. Someone who trusted too easily and who's corruption was seconds away. Her pussy was frantically riding me, it was as if this girl had never even brought herself off before. I exploded, a geyser inside of her. She looked at me quizzically. "Did you cum?" "Of course not, I think you've just squirted or your pussy juices have gone into overdrive, I'm miles away from cumming" "Okay but remember to pull out". There's a psychological response that I can't avoid that occurs right after I've first bred a bitch, I feel nothing but contempt and anger for them. My deed was done but I was having to continue to bring them pleasure in order to keep up a charade and have plausible deniability later on when the accusations started. "I'm never going to cum this way, you aren't very good at this". This knocked her for 6 and took the wind out of her sails, she had so much hurt in her eyes. It was at this point that I realised that not only was she having her first experience but that she might have actually loved me from afar all along. "I'm sorry, is this your first time?" I said already knowing the answer. "Yes, I promise I'll try harder" as if she did that I might like her romantically. As if I might hand in my jock, popular, stud card and renounce my status as king of high school to be with her instead, as if. "That's okay, maybe we should try doggy so I can set the pace" She looked hurt, like I had called her a dog. I wouldn't ever call her a dog, I like dogs, she was a bitch, my breeding bitch. So I picked her up, still inside of her and rotated her little body on my cock. She was facing the mattress at this point. This is when I let her have it. I rammed that cunt like it was a cheap two dollar snatch. Her toes curled, she moaned on the edge of whining. She clamped down on me and had her first orgasm. If I didn't own her before, I did now. "I'm so close baby, can I cum on your tits" "Oh fuck yeah that'd be so hot" So I quickly got the bitch on her knees and aimed at her tits. She waited with baited breath. It was at this point I did the trick I love most. The ultimate fuck you to her whilst also marking my territory. At the last second I aim at her face. And whilst my second load is more watery it's massive. I painted that fucking whore completely. It cascaded from her forehead into her eyes, down her cheeks, over her lips and down onto her soon to be milk filled tits. "Fuck that was intense" I told her. She was beyond shocked. I don't think in her wildest dreams did she expect any of what played out to be what happened when she came over. "You where going to aim for my tits, my eyes fucking sting, can you get me a towel?" "Of course, one sec" I get up and head to the bathroom thinking all along stinging eyes is the least of your worries you little slut. I throw it at her. "I've got a massive headache, that was a lot of work, but it's okay you'll get better with more experience, I mean everyone's first time is terrible" This destroyed her as I intended. But I was soon to reassure her, a never ending game of build and destroy, build and destroy, til they're an emotional mess and infatuated with me. "Don't worry baby it was nice for a first time, and you really helped me out of a jam", "I did okay?" she said through teared filled bloodshot eyes. "You tried really hard that's all's I care about" a backhanded compliment in it implying that she tried but didn't succeed. "Man my head hurts so much, I think I'm dehydrated from doing all the work, I'm going to get a Panadol and then have an early night". She was putting her clothes on at this point. "What about the assignment?". I'm sorry I'm really not in the right headspace to tackle that tonight, can we do it tomorrow?" she looked frustrated at that. "The first part is due tomorrow if we don't submit it we'll get marked down for that component" she said pleadingly. "I wouldn't be very useful to you tonight, can you take care of that part for us and I'll do more of the work to make up for it?" she seemed resigned to her fate and started to take the hint that I was done with her. "Okay but you have to put in your fair share for the rest of it". Dumb bitch, "Oh yeah baby I promise I will". I walked her to the door. Mission accomplished. There was little to no doubt that in 9 months the little hussy would be pushed out my bastard and definitely nowhere near the top of the class. I would have to deal with the drama of her accusations but I had ways around it. One of the geeks had died in a car crash not long ago and I would start circulating rumours that he had tapped Jane before shuffling off his mortal coil. By the time she would come hurling abuse at me for ruining her life I would just deny it and say I would never fuck someone like her. One might feel remorse for her. A ping of guilt or shame. But she had a choice. She could have denied my advances and we would have trudged through the science and she would have been on her way. She could have insisted on a rubber but she didn't. A stupid girl let a man in her without a rubber and took his word he would pull out. She could have gotten the morning after pill, she could have been on birth control to begin with. She could have realised that what she has in-between her legs has the potential to be the most powerful weapon at her disposal or her biggest weakness. Regardless I was beyond caring, plenty of more wombs in the sea. PS- Next chapter when I get around to it will be about a new mark that needs breeding/removing from the academic competition. Please leave feedback below. This part was written at a whim after I saw other comments and felt the urge to make an addition.

fuck this is so hot. I recognize myself so much in it when you describe that feeling when your brain switches off and just says yes to a guy, you rush to get your ass ready and suddenly bend over bb for a completely unknown guy and take his load. then you have that mix of guilt and excitement, but the excitement takes over, you put a finger into your wet hole and taste the anonymous load that is inside you and from that moment you are just hooked and want more and more and accept any load, even the dirtiest ones as long as you get as much DNA inside as you possible. This is exactly how it started for me. just stop thinking and bend over and then you know you found your place forever

Part 5 "Lay back down on your back son." He got between my legs and lifted my ass up and spread my cheeks apart. I felt his tongue again and my head fell to the pillow as my back arched my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I never knew that this kind of pleasure was possible. Seemingly out of my control my hands moved down to his head and pushed him as deep as I could into my hole. Both of us moaned at the same time. He pulled his head up and reached for the pipe and torch again. He got back up on his knees and fed me another hit. Then he took one but before he let it out he put the pipe down and reached back for his cloth bag and went back to my hole. I felt him blow into my hole with some of the cloud escaping around my crotch. "How does that feel son?" I didn't have the words to describe it. I gasped and tried. "So good da--oh my god!" He was rubbing something wet onto my hole and began to push his finger into me. "Just breathe. Take a deep breath in son. Now let it out." When I let it out I could feel him pushing in deeper. I had rubbed my hole before when I jerked off but I never pushed anything in. This was the first time anything was being pushed into me. I saw him fumbling a little with his cloth bag. "This is going to burn just a little bit but its going to feel good in a couple minutes." I nodded having no idea what new sensation was going to come next. I felt his finger again push into my hole and then I felt that burning. Not painful but noticeable. He worked his finger deeper into me and i felt his palm against my hole. His entire finger was in. Suddenly the tingling I had felt in my hole became something else. Hunger. And he could see it in my face. "It's working now isnt it?" I looked down at him smiling with that smile that said mischief. "Yeah dad. I think so. What is it?" "It's called a booty bump son. I want you to feel as good as you can so youll be ready to take your dad's cock." I was feeling great. This was so much better than I ever imagined it would be. He moved up to kiss me and rested the weight of his body on top of me. Our making out was even more passionate than before. I wanted to be as close and connected to this man as possible. Our hands exploring each others body and our cocks rubbing against each other. His huge thick cock pressed against my smaller softer cock. I could feel our pre cum getting slick between us. I didn't want this to end. I could make out with this man forever. But he broke the kiss. "I'm going to give you a little bit of the control." He rolled off of me and onto his back. He pulled me onto him and held my face with his hands. "Son it's time. I want you to sit on my cock. Take as much time as you want. We are in no rush ok?" I nodded and he pushed me up into a sitting position. He sat up also and told me to press my hands into his shoulders for balance as I hovered my hole over his cock. He poured some lube into his hand and I could hear him coating his cock with it. Then I pulled away and sat on his knees. In my drug fueled state I was the horniest I had ever been but something in my head was terrified. "What's wrong?" I didnt know what to say. I didn't want to make him mad. "Shouldn't we be using a condom? Just to be safe?" He tilted his head and smiled. "Dads and sons don't need condoms. That's why its the best kind of sex." Something was sobering me up. Like years of conditioning about the shame I should feel about what we were doing combined with always wanting to be safe about everything were bubbling back up at the worst possible time. "Mr. Kelly I mean we're just playing around but we're not actu--" "Stop son." I saw in his face that he was serious. The smile was gone and he was looking deep into me now. "Do you trust me? Do you trust your dad? Look at me. Do you trust me?" I just nodded too scared to speak. Something in his face was completely different. "I told you that I was going to show you everything you always wanted to experience but also some things you never knew. Isnt that right? Isnt that one of the reasons you wanted to come over here in the first place? You wanted to be brought into a new world?" I nodded. "One thing I want you to experience is raw sex son. I want you to feel the sensation of slick skin entering you and touching you deep inside and the feeling of rope after rope of cum shooting so hard into you. And I want you to experience that with your dad the first time so you never forget who introduced you to the greatest pleasure." I noticed then that he had never taken his hand off his cock. He was stroking his cock slowly. The image was mesmerizing. "Climb back up here son. Dads ready." That was all I needed to shut that voice down. I got back up into position and lowered myself slightly. I felt the slick head of his cock spread its wetness into my taint and up my crack grazing my hole back and forth. I could feel how big it was. There was no way it would be able to fit. "I'm just going to rest my cock against your hole but I'm not going to push. Look at me son. Press yourself down real slow. Its going to hurt a little at first but Im right here. Youre safe with me." I felt the pressure on my hole. This was it. I lowered myself and pressed down. My hole was resisting. It was too big. I tried a lttle harder but my hole had become a wall. I started to get frustrated feeling like I was never going to get this to happen and I would let him down. I sighed in annoyance but with that exaggerated exhale it happened. My hole opened and suddenly I felt that wet thick head pop inside me.

Thanks for all the kind comments! Part 4 "I'm so glad you want that son. I do too. Do you like what you see on the screen?" I turned back to the movie and the dad and son were still making out with the dad on top of the son. But the dad was fucking the son! When the dad pulled away from their kiss I heard him say, "You like the feel of your dad's raw cock inside you?" The son was moaning and getting louder with each thrust. Dad was cupping my balls and stroked by cock his mouth back to my ear. "We don't have to do that right now or even tonight but I know you want to feel your dad's thick raw cock inside you don't you?" I moaned softly excited and scared all at once. I had never even thought about getting fucked raw. Bareback was always fantasy to me. It was too risky to do for real. But the door to the secret room in my mind was wide open now and in that moment condoms seemed like the worst possible idea. I turned to look at him again and this time I was dead serious. "No dad. I want that tonight. I want that now. Please dad. Fuck your son." As soon as I heard myself say it I pulled back away from the center of the bed and dad's arm around me. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry I don't know what I'm saying. I...I ....I'm not like that." Dad reached for my arm and held it pulling me back to him. "Hey hey it's ok its ok. You're fine. I want to know your deepest desires. I'm here to make them all come true. You're not scaring me. I like that you can trust me with those thoughts." I was leaning against him again and heard the click of the torch. "Here let's do another couple hits. I think we could probably use something to help us relax." He put the pipe up to my mouth and I took another big hit. Back and forth we went until that urge returned. I grabbed my semi hard cock and I stared at dad's thick cock. Without saying anything I leaned down and licked the tip my tongue moving along his slit. I tasted the sweetness of his pre cum. "Oh fuck son." I felt dad's hand against the back of my head as he put the slightest bit of pressure so that I would take more of his cock. I wrapped my lips around the head and got the loudest moan of the night as dad's reaction. It was just the head but my mouth already felt so full. I tried to go deeper on his cock but my mouth just couldn't handle it. "God you're so huge dad. I can't fit you in my mouth." I was looking up into his eyes with his cock on my tongue. "That is such a gorgeous site. Why don't you just lick up and down the shaft. I don't want to cum this way anyway." He gave me what looked like a conniving smirk. I knew what he meant and I felt my cock pulse. I started licking up and down his cock trying to taste every part of it. It was hairy but it looked like he probably trimmed so it wouldnt get out of control and so nothing hid how big it was. "Come back up here." I felt like I wasn't doing a good job. I didn't really know what I was doing so this was probably not the best blow job he had ever gotten before. He pulled me into another kiss and laid me on my back his hands moving up and down my chest and abs. Then he kissed his way down my neck down my chest and down my abs and then he put my cock into his mouth. "Fuck oh my god" I screamed. His mouth felt amazing. He was able to get all of it in his mouth which was probably easier because I was still only half hard. After a couple minutes he pulled up from it and used his hand to stroke me while he licked my balls. He looked up at me as the tip of his tongue teased each ball and made me jump from the sensation. "I love how smooth you are son. Does everyone on the swim team shave their cock and balls too?" I was feeling a little embarrassed. I never talked to anyone about this. I just liked the way it looked in porn so I figured I would try it too. "Nah not really. I just wanted to see how it looked and felt." He kept teasing my balls but with each touch he moved further down. "Well they look amazing. How do they feel?" I could see that he was smiling as he gave me a small spasm each time his tongue hit my balls. "It feels amaaaaaazing." "If you think that feels amazing you're gonna love this." He surprised me and pushed my legs up and pulled my cheeks apart. He kissed each ass cheek and then all of a sudden i felt that tip of his tongue again brush against my hole. I lifted my head up with a gasp. This time he used more of his tongue to lick around and on my hole. "Wha- what are you doing? Oh my god." He pulled his head up. "You haven't seen this in porn? Rimming?" I shook my head. "Oh are you one of those guys who turns on a video and fast forwards to the fucking?" He got me. I started laughing and as my head fell back against the pillow his tongue pushed into my hole for the first time. My laugh became a long moan. "Dad oh fuck that feels amazing." For the next few minutes it felt like he was trying to use his tongue to get deeper and deeper into me. I was in ecstasy. I never even knew this was something that existed and it was the best thing I had ever felt before. I reached for my cock and felt that it was getting more than semi-hard. He raised himself up and lowered my legs back to the bed. He came back up to a sitting position and grabbed the pipe and torch again. "How about a couple more hits?" I didn't say anything. I just pulled myself up to sit up again with him. He put the pipe up to my mouth first again. I took a long hit and as I let it out he put the pipe back to my mouth. "Don't you wanna take your turn before I take my second?" He smiled and just said "You are so sweet Jake. It's ok. There's plenty for both of us. Go ahead take another hit." He made me take a few more hits in a row. All big clouds. It felt amazing and for the first time I felt the tingling at my hole. I needed him to take my virginity. Now. As if he could sense what I was thinking he put his mouth back up to my ear and whispered, "I think it's time dad takes his son's cherry." I shuddered and nodded. On the screen the dad was screaming "Take your dad's load son! I'm breeding you with the cum that made you son!" All my brain was saying to me now was I want to feel that too. I was ready.

My stepdad thought I was needing to start taking dick when I was 8, teaching me to suck his and then other friends of his (in Alaska) who were straight, family fishermen. I got really good at that and then on my 10th birthday, was fucked and my stepdad made sure that continued for a long time. My mom was gone, she left my stepdad and asked me to stay with him, given we were such good friends. They divorced and my stepdad ended up with the judgement thanks to my mom not contesting my staying with stepdad. I wanted that to happen that way. Stepdad and I were enjoying a daily sexual life that was very exciting to me as a kid, no pants or underwear allowed in the house, I sleep naked on my stomach, I suck dick in truck at all times when we're driving somewhere, I make myself available to stepdad's friends at all times...and a few other things, all of which were ok by me.. I enjoyed doing all of it with my stepdad. I don't think a big part of my life is because that happened when I was young, the only thing that carried across was probably being submissive more than not and automatically doing what another guy wants rather than my thoughts on the subject.. other than that, my libido and all is just fine for having gone thru that when I was young..

Great story, but you mean "masseur" - the version you used is for a female.