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"Let me slip it in, just a little. You've got such a cute ass, I need to feel your hole grab the head of my dick. Don't worry, I won't fuck you, I won't cum in you, just let me slip the head of my dick in a little." That's what Tom said right before he fucked me for the first time and filled my HIV negative guts full of his virus laden semen. He'd moved across the hall from me a few months before and I'd introduced myself and asked him over for a beer. He accepted and promised to reciprocate when he was settled. It was obvious he was gay, a big, butch black man given to wearing leather with tight white tshirts and equally tight, carefully worn 501s. I'd never been interested in men in the slightest, but I found myself attracted to him. He was ruggedly handsome, very fit and moved like an athlete. I couldn't help but notice the very large bulge in his crotch. Was it true what they said about black men? One night a week or so after he moved in I came in late and drunk from the bars and took a while unlocking my door. I could hear what was clearly the sound of Tom having sex through his door. His deep voice was growling urgently, another male voice whined and begged. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but hearing them made my dick hard. My bedroom was next to Tom's so I opened the window and collapsed on the bed, pants down, my hand slowly stroking my cock. I could hear better and made out occasional words and phrases, like 'fuck me' and 'breed you' and something that might have been 'knock', something or other. I listened intently, stroking my dick, imagining Tom was fucking me, and also wondering what would it be like to have sex with a man. With Tom? I shot my load as I heard Tom bellow, obviously cumming in the guy he was fucking. I licked up my load, wishing it was Tom's cum I was eating. The next morning I remembered what I'd done and tried to feel disgusted at being aroused by a man. Why did my dick stiffen when I thought of Tom's cock filling a man's ass with cum, filling my ass with cum? In any event, a couple of days later I answered a knock on my door and found Tom standing there. He was wearing a wife beater and cutoff 501s. His nipples had large rings in them and the bulge in the shorts was very large. My dick started to swell. "Come over for a beer, a new batch of homebrew is ready." I followed him in to his place and took a beer, he waved to the living room with the invitation "Have a seat." I did my best to sit so my excitement was not obvious, but Tom noticed. We made small talk and the beer went fast, it was good. He stood up and smiled at me, then slipped off his shirt, saying "It's hot in here. Do you mind?" I shook my head dumbly as he dropped his shorts and stepped out of them, then went to the kitchen saying "Time for more beer. Strip if you like, Mike. It's too hot for clothing." As he walked into the kitchen I couldn't help looking at his body, thinking to myself that he looked good. My dick stirred: I was more than a little aroused. I never been at all interested in men, but...he looked good. Tom came back with two bottles and towel. I looked at him and couldn't help staring at his cock. He was huge, completely flaccid he was longer and thicker than me hard, it swung back and forth heavily as he walked. His balls were equally large and hung low. There was a tattoo of the universal symbol for biohazard on his abdomen just to left of his cock. My dick stirred more, I was getting an erection. I blushed, Tom couldn't help notice it through my thin shorts. He looked at my crotch and smiled suggesting "Lose the shorts, Mike. You'll be more comfortable." I was startled to realize it was command, not a suggestion. My dick was fully erect. I slipped off the shorts. Tom smiled broadly as he saw my hard dick, which was oozing precum. I looked at his cock: it was stirring, growing. Thinking this encounter was going in a direction that made me uneasy, I considered leaving, but I didn't want to leave. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, but I was more excited than I had been in a long time. Tom smiled sat me and moved in his chair, I saw his cock stirring, thickening, the pink head just peeking through the foreskin was wet with precum. I couldn't help it, my mouth watered and I licked my lips. Tom beckoned to me, pointing at his cock, commanding "Come over here, Mike. I know you want to." I went and sat beside him, mesmerized by his rapidly growing dick, wondering what would it be like to touch it. As if he read my mind, Tom said "You can touch it if you like, Mike, it won't bite. Go ahead. I can see you want to." The truth was, I did want to touch his cock. It was fascinating. Only partially erect, his long thick, very dark black cock was much was larger than my hard cock. His foreskin hung long over the tip, precum oozed out. My mouth watered as I wondered what would it be like to suck it. Tom reached down and took my dick in his hand, stroking slowly. I moaned and almost shot my load. He laughed softly. He was seducing me. He twirled his finger around the head, smearing precum over it, and then removed his hand. My cock was hard and throbbing. Tom's hand had felt so good stroking it, and I had come very close to shooting my load, but he had stopped and in so doing, had frustrated me. I wished he hadn't. I wanted him to make me cum. I would return the favor: I wouldn't stop. I reached down and took his dick in my hand, marveling at my first feel of another man's penis. I felt him stiffen and stir in my hand, growing. The pink head peeked through the foreskin more, precum flowing. I stroked the head and loved the slippery feel of precum. Tom slipped his fingers in my mouth, I licked and tasted my precum. I wanted to taste his, I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I slid my hand up his hardening shaft, then down, pulling the foreskin back from the head. The head of Tom's cock was large, pink, wet. My mouth watered. I lowered my head for a better look. Tom sighed and whispered to me "Go ahead, Mike, you know you want to, you know you will. Suck my cock. Mike, suck me and make me cum in your mouth. Suck me off." My heart pounded as I looked as the fully erect cock. He was fully erect, had to be almost ten inches long, I hadn't known real cocks got that big, and he was thick. Tom took my head in his hands and pushed my mouth down to his cock, rubbing the head on my lips. My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as Tom whispered "Suck it, Mike, suck my dick!" I opened my mouth and he pushed in, sliding past my lips, rubbing the roof of my mouth, butting the back of my mouth. Tom grunted and pushed harder, the head of his cock slid down my throat. I couldn't believe I had a dick in my mouth. I loved it. He stopped with almost five inches of thick, hard cock in my throat. I was very surprised there was no gag reflex, Tom told me later that if a cock is long enough to put at least a couple of inches in the throat, it bypassed the reflex. "That's good, bitch, that's good. I knew you were a queer when I first laid eyes on you, knew I was going to fuck your pretty mouth and make you my bitch. Take it, white boy. Suck my black dick, white boy!" Tom fucked his cock in and out of my throat, using me like a fuck toy. I loved it, loved a larger, older black man using me, making me his bitch. Was he going to want to fuck my ass? I wouldn't do that, it was too risky. I wanted to. My dick exploded, squirting cum all over Toms' leg. He moaned and pulled his dick out of my throat and rubbed the head on the roof of my mouth. I felt spurt after spurt of creamy, tangy, sour semen jet out, filling my mouth and leaking out my lips. I gulped eagerly, loving that a black man had fucked my mouth and was cumming in me. I wanted him to cum in my ass. I sucked and swallowed, moaning, nursing all the cum out of his cock I could get. Tom fondled the back of my head while I sucked him and sighed "That was very good, Mike. You're a good cocksucker. I'm going to teach you the ways of man on man sex, I'll show you a world you never really knew existed, you'll love it. "Don't worry about being queer, lots of men like women and have sex with men. You will too." Tom shooed me away after a few minutes, saying he had a trick coming, that we'd do this again. That excited me, I knew I was his trick now, I hoped he wanted me soon. I was a cocksucker now and I loved it. Tom had me suck him off several times a week, sometimes there would be other guys there and Tom would tell me to service them. I did so gladly, eager to feel men cum in my mouth. One night after sucking Tom off I thought about the biohazard tattoo, I knew it meant something, but I couldn't remember what. I googled it and gaped at the results. Tom was HIV positive! I had been swallowing poz cum for weeks and he hadn't told me. It didn't take much research to find out it was almost impossible to get infected by sucking poz dick, even if the bottom swallowed cum. I also found that if Tom was on meds and his viral load was undetectable he couldn't infect anyone. I was pissed that Tom hadn't told me he was poz before he had sex with me. Then I became aware of something else: I was seriously aroused knowing I'd had a poz cock and cum in my mouth. I looked at pics of guys with the tattoos and stroked my dick imagining they were fucking me, that I was getting poz cocks and poz cum in my ass. Then I found breedingzone.com. I was amazed to find men that eagerly sought out HIV infection and others who looked for men to infect. It was obviously sick, but my dick was rigid and throbbing as I looked at the site. I especially liked the section for bugchasing 'fiction', especially stories where a neg bottom got infected, intentionally or other wise. I read several stories about poz tops 'stealth pozzing' neg bottoms, intentionally infecting unsuspecting bottoms. Is that what Tom was doing with me, grooming me as his bitch to take his infection? I wondered if he was on meds and what his viral load was. If it was undetectable he couldn't infect me, but if his VL was high....? I stroked my dick as I looked at a hot pic of a black top with a biohazard tattoo fucking a white man, bareback of course, and wished it was me. I wanted Tom to fill my neg ass with his poz cum, I wanted him to poz me. My dick exploded as I said to myself, 'poz me, knock me up, infect me with HIV!' Did I really want Tom to infect me? I decided not to say anything to Tom about him being poz, I would take whatever he wanted to give me. A week later I was hanging out at Tom's, we were drinking beer, both of us were naked and I had an idea that things were going to go further. I'd sucked him off when I first came over, he'd jerked me off and fed me my cum. I was idly playing with his cock, I loved the feel of it and hoped he'd let me blow him again. He was hard and oozing slightly, I lowered my head and opened my mouth. But Tom had another idea. He rolled me over on my side and snuggled up to me, pressing his body against mine. His cock moved slightly in the crack of my ass, I knew what was coming and moaned as the head of his dick nuzzled my ass and smeared precum on my hole. Now that the time was here I was scared. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn't want to get infected. He pushed in slightly, I pushed back, shook myself and pulled away. "Don't fuck me raw, use a condom, please!" "Don't use rubbers. Don't worry, it'll be okay. Just let me slip in a little, I want to feel your tight hole around the head of my cock, just a little." "No, please, no, you'll fuck me and cum in me. I don't want to get infected." "I know you want it, you'll love my big nigger dick in you, you'll beg for it. "You're my bitch, Mike, just let me slip it in a little, you'll love it, you'll beg for all of it." I moaned and squirmed, pushing my hole into his cock, I wanted him to fuck me, but I was afraid. Getting his poz cum in my mouth was one thing, in my ass was too risky. I didn't know if he was on meds or not. "Just a little, I won't cum in you." He pushed in a couple of inches and pulled out, then in again, deeper. I moaned helplessly, needing to get fucked. It felt better than I could have imagined. Tom stroked in and out deeper and deeper, until the head of his dick pushed against my first internal sphincter. I whimpered, it felt so good, why didn't he just fuck me, just take me and fuck me? "Please, please fuck me, fuck me, cum in me, breed me, knock me up, please knock me up!" That was the first time I'd admitted to myself I wanted poz cum in me. I'd been having fantasies of getting pozzed since I'd found the bugchasing underground. He chuckled and started stroking in and out slowly, fucking me deeper and deeper, he hit the sphincter, paused and pushed slowly, I whined as ten inches of black dick went where nothing but shit had ever been before. Tom was going to fuck me, I was going to get semen from an HIV positive man in my ass, I was going to get HIV virus in my ass! If he was undetectable, it would be okay. It was hot thinking there was a chance he was infecting me. I wanted it. That woke me up, an HIV positive cock was fucking me and was about to cum in my ass! I didn't want to get infected, getting fucked felt good, but wasn't worth infection. I struggled and tried to get away. Tom growled in my ear and stroked his cock deep into me. It felt like the head of his cock was about to enter my throat, from the bottom. "Too late, bitch! Too late, you're getting what you want, Here it comes, bitch, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch, knocking you up, bitch, take my bug, yeah, fuck, bitch, take my fucking bug, gonna infect you good, infecting you good!" I felt his cock swell and pulse and a warm feeling filled my guts and jet after jet of virus laden semen erupted from his cock and filled me. Tom moaned and moved in me, fucking virus deeper and deeper in me. My dick erupted, pushed over the cliff by knowing I getting virus in my ass, that I could get infected. Tom had to have ripped me open a little when he fucked me with that huge cock and that HIV virus could already be in my blood. Had Tom had just infected me with HIV? He kissed me on the neck as he slowly pulled his softening dick out of me. I whimpered at the empty feeling, getting fucked had felt so good. "Don't worry about getting infected, Mike, it's only a matter of time before a pussyboy like you gets the bug, it might as well be now. I'm going to keep fucking my virus into you until I do infect you. When you're poz you'll be free, you'll thank me." I was Tom's bitch, I would do anything he told me to do.

CH3 Alec woke up the next day, groggily heading to the bathroom to clean up his sticky hole. Despite Giralt's highly toxic load, he did not feel any symptoms of contracting HIV. An Alec from a week ago would be ecstatic to not be Poz after a fucking like that, but this was a new Alec. Alec sighs to himself and puts on some pants, not bothering with a shirt since it was going to be hot outside. Once Alec got outside, he decided to look around for any more toxic studs he could breed with. Eventually he struck gold, two twins were trying to unearth a tree stump in the ground, getting all hot and sweaty, and frustrated, like they needed a release. Alec walks over to them and sits down on the stump they were struggling to unearth. "Looks like you boys are struggling." The twins look down at the neg cutie, nodding. "Well how about this, if you can get this stump out, I'll let you both do whatever you'd like to my neg boy pussy~" He winks and gets off the stump, going up to one of the twins, rubbing his bare chest up against their's. "Well Josh, you heard the little sissy, lets get this fucking thing out the ground." Josh nodded and goes to help his twin. The two eventually unearthed the stump, looking back to Alec. "Well, a deal is a deal" He then rips off Alec's pants. "The name is John, and this is my little brother Josh." Josh gets behind Alec, surrounding the little twink with two muscular bodies that would be more manly than he would ever be. Alec starts to lose it and starts licking and sniffing at John's chest. John chuckles and looks down at him. "Wow, the others turned you into such a pig already? Well shit, this'll be fun." He starts to finger Alec, loosening him up for whats to come, Josh turns Alec's head to him and kisses him while Alec got loosened up. The three men decided to not do this out in the open so they headed to the horse stables to continue. Josh and John then decide who got to fuck which hole, due to being the younger of the two, Josh was left with the mouth while John got first breed. John was very rough, making up for the fact that he was not as big as Kanan or Giralt." Alec moaned like a girl as his g spot got hammered, giving head to Josh. Josh face fucked Alec's pretty little mouth roughly, clearly wishing he could be breeding him instead. Both men came alot, not quite used to a boy as fine as Alec. Josh then looks over to John and finally says. "Okay move over...I want a turn" John smirked. "No way man, Im gonna keep cumming in this ass till my dick goes numb, feels too good" Alec pulls away from Josh's dick, swallowing the most recent load down his throat, feeling both men's toxic cum swim in his stomach and guts. "Well, my ass is kinda loose now,,, we could up try fitting you both in there" He spreads it to prove his point. Both men smirk. "Well if we do that tearing could happen, might hurt and get you pozzed up." Alec giggles with lust in his tone. "I dont care, I love the pain. And I need to get bred, give me your bug please,,," With that confirmation, Josh thrusts into Alec's hole as well, both men pumping inside the little sissy in rhythm. Alec could not stop cumming, his dick twitched everytime they both thrusted back in. The young ranchers continued for hours, having much greater stamina than the older men, filling Alec up to the absolute limit. It ended with them plugging up his hole to keep all their cum inside of him, and pissing into his wide open mouth, not having the courtesy to drink alot of water before hand like Giralt or Kanan. But Alec did not mind that, infact he kept licking at their dicks, trying to get more. The two men then carry the piss and cum covered femboy back to the house to get him cleaned up. Alec felt pangs of feelings, of not just desire towards all four men. Yes they might be brutally breeding him with their toxic cocks, but at the same time they do seem to care about him. After showering he went to sleep, still wondering if he could make this whole deal last more than 6 months.

As a top I love to see a bottom absorbs my cum completely in his hole and become my property.

Hey guys, sorry for the dumbass move of repeating chapters. I wasnt paying attention. But finally, here is the last chapter of the story. Thank you for all the kind comments and for being patient with the lags between chapters. I'm going to take a break from posting stories for a little while but I'll be on the site a lot. I actually have an idea for another story that I've started but I want to get further along before posting anything so there isnt this long wait again. So at some point I'll be sharing with you all again. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 22 (the real one this time) "Of course they are." Hunter had been watching the two also and wasnt surprised that the effect of Tylers slam pushed Casey to cum. This was not going to be the end though. Casey looked spent laying on his back on the bed. Hunter handed him the pipe and torch. "This will help" Hunter said smiling down at the boy still in the ecstasy of his afterglow. Casey took the pipe and torch and propped himself up on his elbows. He realized in that position he wouldnt be able to take a hit on his own. Tyler would have to get off him. That wasnt going to happen. The bottom was still riding the slam and wasnt ready for any of this to end. Tyler saw it and took the pipe and torch from Casey. "Here." He took a hit himself, a big one that had the other men staring. "Fuckin' hot" Greg said while he kept fucking Chris. "Nice big hit boy. Thats right." Tyler pulled the pipe from his mouth and held the hit as he bent down and shotgunned it to Casey. The men around them watching saw the smoke being blown from one to the other and then the kissing and moaning that followed. The others were silent. There was something intimate in a private way that they felt they would intrude upon if they included themselves in this connection the two were experiencing. Even Ryan still in his post cum haze pulled out of Casey to give them some space. He wasnt done yet either though. As he pulled out he saw that his cock was covered with his cum and that just got him harder knowing that the only cum that had ever been in this boy was his. Chris' jealousy was building inside him and he could feel it. He turned his focus back to Greg and tried to milk the cock inside him with his hole. Greg shot a look at Chris when he felt the hole squeeze him and hold him deep. Chris milked even harder when he heard the click of the torch that signaled to him that the boys next to him were taking another hit. Tyler put the pipe in Casey's mouth and lit it for him. Tyler had the two take alternating hits, progressively getting themselves higher and higher. Both of them were trying to get to the high they felt with the slam. It didnt work for either but they both got closer, especially with Tyler since it hadnt actually been all that long since Hunter gave him his. Hunter was glad he refilled the pipe given how many hits the two were taking but more than that he was impressed and horny. These boys were giving themselves to the high, taking hits like no one else was in the room. As timid as they were when they started, they were so deep into it now that Hunter found himself with a leaking hard cock with each new cloud. There was no describing the sense of accomplishment he felt as he watched Tyler and Casey. Somehow he had lucked into finding first two then three boys who knew each other and managed to turn them into partying bottoms who took poz loads. "Aw damn, ok yeah I think it really is the hits." Casey suddenly fell out of the spell of his high. "What's wrong?" Tyler was worried that it was him. That he had done something wrong. "I dont know what it is but those hits keep me horned up but I think it makes me soft or something." He felt his cock shrinking inside Tyler and Tyler could feel it too. "But you got hard before and you stayed hard when I sat on you." Tyler didnt understand because he had never experienced T dick. He didnt even know it was a thing. "I think I know what will help." As Hunter spoke he gave Ryan a look that said, "Now it's our turn." Casey and Tyler didnt notice even though they were looking at Hunter, waiting to hear his solution. Greg, who was still slow fucking Chris did catch the look between his two friends and knew whatever was coming was going to be hot. Hunter saw what made Casey hard after his first bout with T dick and was ready to make Casey realize what really turned him on no matter what. "Why dont you boys come off the bed and stand and I'll show you." Tyler was reluctant but Caseys increasingly soft cock wasnt doing much inside of him anymore so he did as Hunter said. Hunter took Caseys spot on the bed, laying on his back with his huge cock hard, leaking, and pointing straight up to the ceiling. "Ok Casey come sit on this but with your back to me. It's ok. You can handle it. We'll take it as slow as you need to." Hunter could tell from Caseys face that he was hesitant, maybe even fearful. Ryan was his first cock and he was moving on to something bigger and thicker. Casey still didnt understand how much a hole could stretch to accommodate cock, especially when you really wanted it. And Casey did want it. He tentatively climbed up on the bed and turned around to face Tyler and Ryan. As Ryan watched he saw what he thought was an adorable awkwardness in Caseys movements. The boy wasnt sure what angle was best or easiest to get Hunter inside him and initially Casey just looked like a boy trying to find his way in the dark. But once he grabbed onto Hunters cock and felt its girth there was a noticeable pause in the boys body. He couldnt take something this big inside him. It would hurt too much. How could this have anything to do with helping him get over whatever was causing him to go soft? But something kept him going. It was a hunger that was stronger than the fear of pain. He slowly found his hole with what seemed to Casey to be the gigantic mushroom head of Hunters cock. He set it against his hole for a moment, just resting it there instead of sinking down onto it. He felt like he would need a second to brace himself before taking it into him. But once Hunter felt the heat of Caseys hole and the wetness from Ryans massive load leaking from it, he couldnt wait long before putting pressure onto it and thats what he did. His lust and want were becoming too difficult to restrain. With Caseys hole already warmed up, Hunter exerted just enough pressure for his head and another inch or so to push inside the boy prompting a sharp gasp from Casey and a soft moan from Hunter. It was still so tight and yet he could feel Ryans cum that coated the insides of this boy. "Oh fuck thats thick. I can feel it stretching me inside..fuck." Hunter didnt push any further. He let Casey take his time and slowly sink down on his cock. Ryans cum helped Casey take more with less pain and once Hunters cock hit the same spot that Ryans curled finger first did and then again with his cock, Casey gasped in pleasure. "That's it boy. Give yourself that pleasure" Ryan and Tyler watched from the perfect angle to see Hunters cock slowly disappearing into Casey and he recognized the look on Caseys face. He wanted to give him that encouragement to remind him that he was there, the man that took his cherry. Casey looked to his audience. "His cock hit that spot didnt it?" Casey nodded. "Good. Now heres what I want you to do." Casey was locked on Ryan waiting for instructions. "Move yourself slightly up and down so you hit that spot again. Go slow. A little up and then a little down." Casey did as told and in taking more of Hunters cock into him he hit that spot again. "Niiiiice. Now lift up a little more so almost all of it is out. Gooooood. Now a little faster see if you can hit that spot again." Ryan knew that Casey would go a little too fast and take even more inside him. Once he felt that pleasure of hitting his spot again, he would be ready to take all of Hunter right to the balls. And he was right. Casey didnt have enough control to take only enough of Hunters cock to hit his spot. He felt Hunter hit it and then pass it but it all felt too good to care. Casey pulled himself up one more time and then slammed his whole body onto Hunters cock. His response was somewhere between a moan and a yell. But it was what he moaned and yelled that made clear that this was all pleasure now. "Yeeeeeesssss." Hunters moan could almost not be heard by the two standing men because of the volume of Caseys expression of accomplishment, but Greg heard and turned to look down at Hunters face seeing the lust in his friends face that resulted from his cock being all inside Casey for the first time. Casey tried to find another inch of Hunters cock to get him even deeper. He gyrated his hips to find the right angle and found what he hadnt expected. "Oh that was like another spot or something. Ho- wow." "It worked." Tyler was mesmerized. When Ryan looked over at him he noticed that Tyler looked like he was in a trance. "What worked?" "Look. Hes fully hard again." Tyler had watched as Caseys totally soft cock inflated slowly at first but then quickly became the steel rod that he knew well. Casey didnt even realize that his cock had gone from soft hanging down against his balls to hard and leaking against his abs. He was just so focused on the pleasure inside his hole. Ryan smiled at Casey. "Your bottom side has been fully unlocked." He pulled Tyler to his side and said into his ear, "Why dont you climb back up on top of him but like him this time. Facing me." Tyler certainly didnt have to be asked twice since he was feeling that hunger inside of him since he had been told to get up off the bed. He hadnt been fucked in this position either so there was some maneuvering and comical balance issues that made them all softly laugh as Tyler once again found Caseys steel hard cock at his entrance. Finally, Tyler sank down onto the college boy in the middle of this three way fuck sandwich. All three of them moaned as Tyler felt the cock he needed inside of him again, Casey felt the warm and wet hole that he loved so much, and Hunter felt Casey sink just slightly further down into the mans lap to further impale himself on that cock. "How exactly do we do this?" Tyler asked once he felt the fullness of Caseys cock inside of him. He tried to lift himself up and start to fuck himself but it was more awkward than anything. "You think I'm just going to be a spectator?" Ryan asked looking at Tyler with a mischievous smile. "There's a little more that I had in mind." "I think we might crush Hunter to death if we just keep adding more of us on top." "That's not what we're doing." Ryan responded. That smile only grew. He reached over to the table, grabbed the bag, and pulled out the rubber band and two more needles. "Who are those for?" Tyler still wasnt sure what the plan was here. "Well, I think we should give another one to our boy here since he's been a little left out and could use...a boost. Do you want to do the honors?" Ryan was looking at Greg who gladly agreed and took the band and first needle. Chris was a little embarrassed. He was feeling distracted by a building jealousy once Tyler entered the room but was mortified that the other guys could sense it. He wasnt sure how a second slam would affect him but in his state he was willing to find out. He wanted to go back to just thinking about getting fucked and getting off. He lay still as Greg tied the band around his arm and found a vein. He felt the prick and soon after the snap of the band being pulled off. Chris' eyes rolled into the back of his head but his coughing was light this time. Just two soft coughs to catch his breath. But something in his mind shifted all of a sudden and though he wouldnt have been able to name it, he could feel it. He looked up at Greg, reached up to pull him down on top of him. "Fuck me Greg" he said. Whatever he was thinking and feeling about Casey and Tyler was gone. His focus was Greg, the cock inside of him, and one more thing that was suddenly his predominant thought. "I need all your poz cum in me. Shoot it so deep in me. Please." Greg could feel Chris' legs tighten around his waist and the boy's hole grip his cock. "Dirty boy. Fucking hot." Greg smiled as he leaned down to kiss Chris deeply. The last inhibition that the slam released for Chris was that feeling he had when he came down from his high the last time he came over to Hunters and reckoned with the reality that he was most likely poz. It should terrify him, he thought. His life would be irrevocably changed for the worse, right? But instead, he couldnt shake the fact that even when he was cold sober thinking about Gregs cum blasting his insides with poz seed he got immediately hard. He didnt understand it and he held it inside of him, resolving that it would never be released and shared with anyone else. But with the T coursing through his veins he not only wanted everyone to know that he thought it was hot that he was poz, he wanted everyone to know that he wanted as much poz cum shot up inside his hole as he could get. "Looks like that worked. Give that boy what he needs and wants Greg" Ryan said. "Now your turn." Tyler understood that Ryan was talking to him but he had no clue how another slam would make it easier for him to balance himself on Casey and Hunter. Ryan climbed up onto the bed and tied the band around Tylers arm. "Stay still guys. We don't wanna hurt the boy." Greg thrust once deep into Chris as they kissed as an acknowledgment that he heard Ryan. Chris moaned into Gregs mouth. "We need to get these two a private room. I think we may have made a real connection here." Watching the two in their passionate embrace kept Hunter leaking inside Casey. He suspected that after this day, he wouldnt see Chris much anymore, if at all. He was Gregs and Greg had a history of keeping boys for himself. The two boys on top of Hunter were consolation enough. Ryan found a vein and with his precision, Tyler was coughing within seconds. In a frenzy, Ryan just tossed the needle and band to the table from the bed, not wanting to miss his window of opportunity. He propped himself up on his knees and moved up towards Tyler with his cock that hadnt gone down since he pulled out of Casey. He held his cock and pressed the head against Caseys balls and began to slide it towards Tylers hole. Tyler was aware that Ryan was close by but the ringing in his ears and the stars in his eyes made it impossible to know exactly what was happening until the head of Ryans cock pressed into him. The pain of his hole being stretched like this was dull, mostly overpowered by the electrical force of the slam. But once he came down enough to understand that there was a second huge cock pushing into him, what came out was "Uuuuhhhhh" which was not what was in his head before that came out. It was a mix of the "No!" that came to him at the thought of his hole being irreparably stretched and the moan of pleasure in being the center of a very hot fuck. Everyone else in the room heard it as a moan and this empowered Ryan to push himself deeper and harder into Tyler. "Holy fuuu--" Caseys mouth just hung open and his head fell fully back, unable to finish his thought out loud. On top of feeling the pumping that Tylers hole did on his cock with the coughing fit, he was now feeling a hard cock rubbing up against his in a tight tight space. He could not have ever imagine a pleasure of this magnitude centered in a single body part like this. He didnt move. He just gave himself over to the pleasure of Ryans cock doing all the work and creating all the friction that brought Casey close to another load as Tylers hole continued to pulse from the slam. Ryan and Tyler locked eyes as Ryan felt his raw cock head pressing against places inside the boy that hadnt been stretched like this before, Ryan saw in this bottom boy the transformation in Tylers face from apprehension to pure desire. Tyler now realizing that he could balance himself on the cocks inside of him pulled himself up and reached around Ryan's neck to pull them into a kiss. Ryan placed his hands on Tylers shoulders to balance himself and whispered into Tylers mouth "You are so fucking hot boy. You like these two hard cocks fucking into you like this?" Tyler nodded and whispered back between gasps "feels so good...so....so....good." Thats when both Casey and Ryan felt Tyler begin to ride the two cocks in earnest, pressing his body down trying to get both as deep in him as possible and pulling himself just an inch or two up at a time, using Ryan as his anchor and balance. And thats also when they heard the low and long moan come from Hunter who was almost the forgotten member of this connected group of four. Hunter was still balls deep inside Casey but Tylers movements shifted the angle and he could feel his cock pressing up against the walls inside Casey with more pressure and the boy reacting by tightening around it. Hunter responded by pulsing his cock inside the boy and also began his own movements by fucking up into him. The weight of the three on top of him meant that he couldnt push up too far but Tylers movements also meant that he was never far from being as deep as he could be in Casey. He could feel himself getting to his edge but he didnt want to be the first one to cum right now. And if he rode this edge a little longer, he knew he would blast hard inside Casey with this load having been built up ever since he covertly came inside Tyler. He knew it wouldnt be long now. Pushing up into the boy also allowed Casey to create more friction between his and Ryans cock. The pleasure was just getting more and more intense. The four of them had somehow found a rhythm to this fucking that was driven by the now insatiable bottom at the top of this pile of men. The moans from them all were getting louder and as if in competition, it spurred on Chris and Greg as they were locked in their embrace. They hadnt stopped making out and Greg hadnt sped his fucking up. Long deep strokes inside the boy. But without saying anything to each other or even opening their eyes, Greg and Chris both were wanting to ensure that the other knew that this was where they wanted to be. Just one on one with the rest of the world doing they dont care what. Chris' arms and legs were wrapped as tightly as he could around this man whose connection was going far beyond physical now. Greg in response continued to pull out of Chris slowly but then pushed back in faster and harder, holding himself deep before pulling out slowly again. Each time he pressed into the boy, he elicited a deeper and longer moan from Chris. He opened his eyes to see the boys face and he saw what he could tell was pleasure in its purest form. "You are the hottest boy I have ever fucked. I want to make you mine." Chris's eyes shot open in response. He saw Greg already looking deeply into him and felt like this wasnt just dirty talk. Chris' body held onto this man laying on top of him, deep inside him as tightly as it could, but Greg could see in the boys eyes that he was melting. Melting into Greg. The two had somehow formed a bubble around themselves. If they looked over at the four right next to them they would have seen something hot that they would not come across in person maybe ever again. But in that moment they didnt care. Nothing mattered to Chris except this man who was giving him the greatest pleasure he had ever had. And on top of that this man had just said that he wanted to make Chris his. Nothing mattered to Greg except this boy who he could tell was high and horny as fuck but was also actually becoming his. He had said those words to other guys, and he even meant it some of those times, but mostly he said it because he knew those bottoms wanted and expected to hear it. He could tell with Chris, this was something he never thought he would be told. And he could feel the energy of the emotional connection they were making in that bed. And yes, that emotional connection was driving his desire to fuck this boy into oblivion to its highest heights. The two were just looking into each others eyes at a distance that allowed them to graze each others lips but not kiss. This was almost more intimate. It allowed Chris to whisper his deepest and most secret desire that he had ever had, now wanting to ensure that Greg knew he meant it. "Poz me. Give me that poz cum. I want your poz cum." Just whispering that as he looked into this mans eyes, as if on a loop. And Greg began to speed his rhythm. Pulling out faster and driving in faster, but still holding himself deep for a few beats before starting again. It was that hold that prompted the looks on Chris' face and in turn the tightening of his hole. With each new expression that he saw on the boys face, with each time that he saw Chris' eyes roll into the back of his head, he could feel himself getting closer. That only hastened his fucking which increased the volume of each time that flesh pounded into and against flesh. That sound and the way it shifted the movement in the bed is what also shifted the attention of the four just inches away. "Thats hot" Casey said softly, almost just to himself, as he looked at the two. Hunter loved what he was seeing. The voyeur in him, that part of him that he was crediting for making this day possible, was making him even harder inside Casey. "Thats right. Give your boy your load. Just pump that cum so deep." He spoke these words much louder than Casey spoke his. And those words did penetrate that bubble around Greg and Chris. Chris' encouragement was all Greg really needed, but hearing Hunter just made it impossible for him to hold himself back any longer. He propped himself on one arm as he continued his fucking motion and used the hand on his free arm to grip and stroke Chris. "We're going to cum together. Cum with me boy. I want your cum too." Just the feeling of Gregs hand around his cock got Chris there, but hearing those words made him scream out unintelligibly. The cum shot all over his chest and neck and the moment Greg saw the first rope hit the boys face, he gasped and held his cock deep in Chris as he felt his cum shooting through his cock and into his bottom. He whispered into Chris' ear, "Take all my poz cum boy. I want to give it all to you" as Greg tried to keep himself still as far into Chris as possible all the while feeling the tremors and aftershocks of one of the best orgasms he had ever had. Ryan had heard Hunter's encouragement to Greg too but thought Hunter was talking to and encouraging him to shoot inside of Tyler. With that encouragement, he pressed his hands on Tylers shoulders down with as much strength as he had and used the leverage he had in his legs to push his cock deeper. Tylers eyes widened as the rush of the slam which hadnt yet subsided and being double penetrated brought new sensations inside him that he had never even imagined possible. Ryan's rhythm became much faster than Gregs because the tightness of Tylers hole and the feeling of his raw cock rubbing against Caseys raw cock ensured that there was only so far he could go but also that there was only so much he needed to do to get himself to that final point. Hearing Chris and Greg cum was that tipping point for him. Even though it hadnt been that long since he had cum inside of the hole of the boy whose cock was up against his, he got there fast. "Yeah boys. I'm gonna fucking cum again. You ready for this load boy? I'm gonna paint your insides with this cum. Oh fuck here it comes boy." Ryan roared and his body shook at the power of his orgasm. If he had emptied his balls into Casey not long before, somehow they had become fully replenished and now were emptying again by the look of it. Tyler held tightly to Ryan not just for balance now but also to ensure that Ryans cock did not pop out of him. He wanted every drop. Casey could also feel the rubbing against his cock become much jerkier but what pushed him over his edge was feeling the flood of Ryans cum coating and lubing his own cock. That feeling of wetness and his own surprise from it made an unimaginable experience something that he would never be able to describe in words. He began to cum and his entire body shook affecting Ryan as he felt the throbbing of the cock that shared this space inside of Tyler which prompted at least two more ropes of his own cum. Tyler, holding onto Ryan, turned his head and saw that look of pleasure on Caseys face, the one he had seen before, but maybe not quite like this. That was enough to put him over the edge too. It had never been this easy to cum simply by seeing how much pleasure he was giving the other men but thats all he needed to put him over. Without even touching his cock, he felt it begin to gush cum like a fountain. Ryan felt the tightening of Tylers hole as he watched the boys mouth gape and his head fall back and looked down to see what looked like an endless flow of this boys cum. "So fucking hot." Hunter had always been on that edge and he watched or heard each of the men in the room cum. That and the pulsing of the hole he was in as the boy came finally made him lose control as he shot deep into Casey with a series of low gasps. When he opened his eyes he saw Ryan and Tyler above him making out, Greg and Chris making out, and Casey laying on top of him spent and almost limp with exhaustion and pleasure. He turned Caseys head towards his own and kissed him softly and then again with more force. "You ok boy?" Casey didnt even open his eyes fully. He just smiled like a boy who was lost in the bliss of having experienced the kind of euphoria that people wrote about but never actually experienced. "Yeah. That was sooooo hot."

I don’t know how long I had been asleep when I felt him move. Since I am single and normally sleep alone, it took a moment to register what was going on, where I was, and who was in bed with me. It all came flooding back to me and I sat up startled and looked him in the eye. He was already awake. “So, remember me? Begging me for my load? My toxic load? That load that I brushed into your hole? Oh yes, I remember. What have I done? I cautiously said, “Yes, I remember. Is it true? Are you really toxic? He just smiled and kissed me. My hand started to roam his body and I felt his hard on. Damn! My dick started to grow too. He broke the kiss and looked over toward the nightstand. “I thought I saw this earlier. Let’s get some examples.” He picked up a Sharpie that I keep by the bed in case a top wants to write “Slut” or something on my ass. He leaned over and started drawing near my left nipple. I couldn’t really tell what it was at first. But then he moved his hand and I recognized the biohazard sign, spiraling out from my nipple. I was panicking, my heart was racing, and my dick was oozing precum. When he finished, he leaned back to admire his work. “Yes, I think that is a good start. I will let you know if that is where you will be marked, or if I want it somewhere else. But over your heart may be best.” I guess that answers my question. His load that is swimming in my hole must really be toxic. “So, what happens next?” Just as he was about to answer, his phone dinged with a message. He got out of bed and picked up his phone and read the message. “Oh, perfect! Let me take a picture of that and send it to him. Smile.” He quickly took 2 pictures, one full body with my face, and one as a close up of his new artwork. I heard the Whoop sounds of texts being sent. I was really nervous. He just took a picture of my face, showing a biohazard mark on my chest, and sent it to someone. “Wait, don’t I get to say who sees this?” His phone dinged again and he didn’t answer my question. “What was your address again? He wants to come over even though my babies haven’t taken hold yet. But you will like it any way. He brings a lot to the table.” His eyes twinkled. I don’t think I want to know what that means. I didn’t ask any questions. His phone dinged again. “He will be here in a few minutes. Do you happen to have any sounding rods?” “Yes, on the shelf in the closet.” He opened the closet door and looked around. He was looking at my clothes. “You got any clothes that advertise that you are a slut? Jock straps? Sexy underwear? Tshirts with something sexy on it? “Yes, in the drawers over there.” I pointed to the chest of drawers. “You will probably need more. I don’t want guys seeing you in the same thing all the time. And some of it my get ripped if someone gets rough. We can start picking some things out later.” He finds the sounding rods and brings them over to the bed. When he opens up the set, he smiled really big. “You little slut. I knew you were a whore. You are going to really enjoy what I will be showing you. If you have this kind of sounding set, I am betting you have a lot more toys we can use” My mind started racing through multiple thoughts. Who is he? Who is coming over? Is he really toxic? Am I asleep? Why does he want sounding rods? What does this other guy bring to the table? Why am I not resisting any of this? Why can’t I seem to ask any of these questions out loud? I seem to have accepted what he said as basic truth, to be held as an absolute. That’s really not like me. Or, I guess more correctly, that’s really not what I used to be like.

Becoming a Proud Slut Chapter 1 A Man of His Word The bar was crowded and dark and the music was loud enough that I could feel it pulse in my chest. Nobody was smoking, but the air was hazy and stale. The room was long and narrow, with the bar in the middle, separating the tables in the front from the dancing in the back. I was traveling alone for work, and had been to this city twice before, but it was my first time visiting this particular club. It was also the first time I had gone out since the end of an almost year-long relationship. I sat at the bar with my back to the dance floor, watching as groups of men entered and ordered drinks. The crowd was exclusively men, mixed types, but with a definite leaning towards leather and denim. Everybody seemed to know each other. Only the bartender said more than two words to me. After my third drink I noticed that a rough looking guy was checking me out. His face and arms were tanned and he looked like he hadn’t shaved or washed his hair in a few days. He kept staring at me, so I nodded hello. He ordered two beers and walked towards me. His body was slim and fit, but probably from a very physical job, not from the gym. He was wearing torn jeans and dirty boots. Only his white T-shirt looked new and clean. He wasn’t handsome, but he wasn’t ugly. He was just sleazy enough to be sexy. He handed me a beer and I thanked him. He took a long swig from his bottle as he looked me up and down. I smiled, and took a sip, again thanking him. He however was blatantly checking-out my ass, and then stepped closer, reached around and tightly squeezed my butt. I was surprised, but a little turned on by his confidence. He looked me in the eyes and with a gravelly voice said, “I’m gonna to cum in your ass tonight.” I almost spit beer and before I could respond, he grabbed my wrist and led me away from the bar. I tried to tell him that I don’t usually bottom and never bareback, but the music was loud and I don’t think he heard me. I kept following him and he led me right into the women’s bathroom. It was unlit, but not unoccupied. A dozen or so shirtless men were paired up and exploring each others’ bodies. He led me to an empty spot at the sinks and backed me against the counter. He kissed me on the mouth, hard and slow and wet. It had been a while since I had been with someone and we could both feel my dick stiffen against the hardness in his pants. We finished our beers, set the bottles in the sink and kissed some more. He was a great kisser and I decided to continue and to ignore his earlier comment. He turned me around and massaged my butt with strong hands. It felt good. When he gently pushed my shoulders down, I bent over and laid my chest on the counter. In one motion, he dropped to his knees and lowered my shorts and underwear. I stepped out of them and kicked them under the sink. He kissed and nibbled my smooth, naked ass. The stubble on his chin scratched, but it turned me on even more. He spread my butt cheeks and kissed and licked my hole. I lifted one knee onto the counter to give him deeper access. His tongue flickered in and out of my wet hole. He was an expert rimmer and had me moaning and fully erect in no time. He stood up, whipped out his cock and rubbed it against my crack. I could feel that it was long and thick. I looked into the mirror over the sinks. He was looking down, concentrating as he worked his dick and pre-cum all over my tight hole. He put his middle finger in his mouth and slicked it up with spit. He stuck it knuckle-deep up my ass and worked it around. It felt great and I squirmed with pleasure as I loosened up. He played with my fuckhole like this for a while - alternating between fingering me roughly, then rubbing his dick on my hole. He never hesitated to re-wet his finger after pulling it out of my ass. “Hope I’m clean enough,” I said. “Tastes good,” he replied. Eventually he managed to get two fingers inside, using only spit and pre-cum as lube. My ass was aching to get fucked. He stood me up and turned me around to face him. He lifted off my T-shirt and tossed it under the sink. I sat on the counter and leaned back, lifting my legs to my chest. Presented with my willing hole, he rimmed, fingered, tongue fucked and rubbed his cock some more. The sensations all felt good and my mind tuned-out as the pleasure took control. At some point I realized that he was no longer just rubbing his cock on my hole, but actually slipping it in for a few strokes and then pulling out to rim or finger me again. Eventually he was only fucking me. He fucked me deeply and slowly, satisfying my hungry hole. I rocked back and forth to meet his strokes and greedily took all his cock. “I don’t usually bottom…” I said. He looked right at me and said, “Yeah, well I guess tonight’s an unusual night.” Our eyes remained locked as he gradually fucked me faster and faster. I was lost in his gaze and my own pleasure when the couple closest to us suddenly got loud and verbal with cries such as “I’m gonna cum!" and "Me too!" and "You want my load?" and the inevitable "Fuck yeah!”, their cries and moans were followed by their respective climaxes. followed by their cries and moans as they both climaxed at the same time. It was then that I came to my senses and noticed the bowl of condoms on the counter. I reached down and felt my partner’s cock and confirmed what I already knew. He was fucking me without protection. Strangely, my dick got harder. “I never bareback,” I told him. “Guess you can’t say that anymore,” he said. Then he asked the top next to us, “Did you breed his hole?” The guy replied with a smirk and answered “Deep.” “Nice,” my fucker said. Turning his attention back to me, he said “You’re next.” He fucked me harder and faster. “I don’t bareback.” I said between groans. “You could have fooled me." “No, I mean, I don’t like to bareback.” He grabbed my hard cock. “Looks like you like it.” I couldn’t argue with that and moaned with pleasure as he fucked me and stroked my cock. A minute more of that and I told him, “I’m getting close.” “Me too,” he grunted. “You’re going to cum in my ass.” “That’s what I said,” then he grunted and bucked as he unloaded balls-deep in my guts. I shot my load so far and hard that it splattered on the mirror on the wall. Still on the counter, I caught my breath while he tenderly kissed me in his arms. His dick softened inside me then slipped out. He stuffed it back in his pants, quickly zipped up and left the bathroom without saying another word. I stood up, weak in the knees, wondering what had just happened. I felt embarrassed, rejected and used, but a feeling of pride soon took over. I was glad to know that I could be so slutty that I would take a stranger’s cum. I looked under the sink for my clothes, but it was dark and I couldn’t see them. I got down on my hands and knees and felt around the sticky floor, but they were gone - along with my keys and wallet.

When I came home after my first semester at college the first night home I went to a house party at my friend Jennas house. When everyone cleared out or was passed out, her Dad came down to see if everyone was safe and sound. He was always very nice and friendly to me. He told me that I didn’t have to sleep on that couch and insisted that I stay in the spare bedroom. As we got in the room he began asking me about college life and if I did any wild experimenting. I was fucked up and said sort of as I turned red. He got really curious and wouldn’t leave it alone until I told him. I said I’ll tell you but you can’t tell anyone. I took a deep breath and said well I started cross dressing like a dirty street whore, sucking cock, swallowing loads and letting just about anyone wreck my hole and breed me, making a name for myself as Debbie do anything. When I looked up at him he had this huge smile on his face, looking at me with lust and had this huge bulge that was dying to pop out of his sweat pants. He said don’t worry Debbie your secret is safe with me. I began undressing down to my panties and fishnets that I was wearing underneath. I got down on my knees as he spread his knees, as I pulled down his sweat pants I began stroking his enormous 10” cock. I smiled and said wow you’re fucking huge. He smiled and began rubbing the head of his cock on my lips before pushing it in. As I felt him swelling, getting rock hard and throbbing in my mouth he told me to shut the door and get on the bed. He took me by total surprise as he fucked the life out of me numerous times, feeding me some loads and flooding my hole with others. I’m surprised no one heard us. After a few rounds I went outside to smoke a cigarette. He followed me out, as I was smoking on the side of the house he pulled my pants down and began finger fucking me he asked me how would I feel being owned by Daddy. I moaned fuck I would absolutely love that, he was getting such satisfaction watching me squirm. He then told me that he wanted to hear just how bad I wanted it. I began moaning and begging for it, till he ripped my pants off and buried his fat cock deep inside me. As he was wrecking my hole I moaned and talked dirty to him just how much I was loving it. I loved when he would whore me out to his friends and total strangers than use me after they were done with me. I’d moan like a whore in heat yassss Daddy you own me, this is your pussy, fuck me deeper, fuck me harder, I want your cum inside me, show me how much you love me with that massive throbbing cock. Right before he was about to cum he would jack hammer my hole as I moaned yessss oh fuck yessss just like that Daddy, it feels so fucking good. After he blew his load I’d lick his dripping cock clean. He’d tell me what a good whore I am and how happy I make Daddy. I’d giggle and say thank you Daddy I just love you so much and love every second that we spend together. He worked my hole to the point that it was a perfect fit for his huge horse cock. The first time that he gave it to me without lube,drilled me with zero remorse and I was able to take it with ease literally shocked me. I was so proud of myself at that moment, I laughed and said holy fuck Daddy you made a mess of my hole. He smiled and replied I just broke you in now you’re perfect.

Look what the boy has in store for him when he gets out of the shower. He plans on going clubbing with me this evening. As well as to the store. What he doesn't know is his little hole is going to be plugged and his little useless cock will be locked in chastity and of course He won't be complete without a nice thick diaper to use as my personal Urinal while at the bar.

went to the local book store last night and went into the large room, took off my pants and started the video. I left the door open a bit. So sat on the couch and really nothing happened until I was about to leave. This late 20's guy comes in and asks me if I am a giver or a receiver and I tell him a receiver and he says great. He pulls down his pants and comes over and I start to suck him and he gets hard- there is a platform in the room so I pull off my shirt and get on my knees. He comes over and starts to fuck me- of no words were spoken about clean unclean etc. He fucks me hard and is slapping my ass hard and says what an ass you have. So he fucks and fucks me and unloads a big load of cum in me. He pulls up his pants and thanks me and I say, no thank you. Says he hopes to see me around again and I tell him I hope he unloads in me again soon.

Checked out the Tiergarten cruising area last Sunday night - really busy and all kinds of guys. Dropped my dick into several hairy holes at the ping pong tables and shooted my load into a young oriental ass. Changed to the public toilet and found a black cock with a big mushroom head entering my hole to fill me up with a fat cream load. A hairy turkish guy watched our action and asked me if I would let him breed me, too. Gladly appreciated and got two nice loads from him to fill up my tank. Will try to get one of the table positions later this week for gangbang breeding 👬 💦 💦.

Finally, I'm Proficient at something 🙂 Nice change.

Depression should have been my middle name. What got me through Covid 2020 and early 2021 was exercise and overall physical improvement. I concentrated on improving myself with the idea I would come out better than when I started. I found some great butt sculpting exercises on YouTube and made a mission out of them. The continued exercise, physical activity, and imagining how I would be at the end helped keep me going mentally. There was more than once that I felt lonely and damn I missed sex, but we made it out the other side.

It was late. I was horny. Way too common to joke about. I thought about watching some porn, but I knew that I needed the real thing to be able to go to sleep. So I grabbed my phone and logged into the apps. I scrolled through some profiles, sending Woofs, Smiles, Taps. Whatever that particular app called for. After a few minutes, I got a message notification. It was a simple “Hello.” I looked through his profile. Nice torso pic. Hot bulge pic. Couldn’t host, needed to travel. Top. Two miles away. “Hey, how are you?” I replied. I think it is odd that we play this dance on hook up apps. We are there to get laid. I don’t really care how he is, but I play by the unwritten rules. His response broke the rules. Refreshing. “Hey man, I am really horny. I haven’t had sex in a while. Been too busy to jerk off too. I like your profile and pics. I need to travel. But I don’t have time for a lot of back and forth emails. What do you think?” What the hell. I am horny. He is horny. His pics are hot. His stats are good. “Yeah, let’s meet. I can host. Bottom here.” I send him my address. After a short wait, he says that he can be there in 15 minutes. Great. I put on my normal hook-up attire, a pair of tight gym shorts, no underwear, tshirt. I have somewhat of a bubble butt and I show a decent bulge. Might as well show off what I have. The doorbell rings and I open the door. I am somewhat surprised at how good looking he is. Classically handsome. Some well manicured scruff. Great smile. His tshirt is straining against his pecs and biceps. And his shorts are showing a bigger bulge than his pics showed. I invite him in and we kiss as soon as the door is closed. Once we break the kiss, I grab his hand and lead him upstairs to my bedroom. We start kissing again as we take each other’s clothes off, breaking the kiss only to lift our shirts over our heads. He gently pushes me backwards onto the bed. He crawls between my legs (yes, I have my knees bent to give non-verbal permission to access my hole). We kiss for a few minutes while exploring each other’s bodies with our hands. He then whispers in my ear to roll over and he lifts his weight off me just enough so that I can move. Once I settle on my stomach, he reaches over to the nightstand to get some lube. I hear him greasing up his dick. I think to myself, Wow, he really is horny and not wasting any time. He didn’t ask for a condom. I am on PrEP and don’t normally ask a guy to use a condom either. He is greasing his dick with his left hand. He braces himself on his right hand which is just above my shoulder. He leans forward as he lines up his dick with my hole. Just as he pops inside, he whispers in my ear, “I’m poz.” But he doesn’t stop entering me. He pushes in a few inches. “Are you undetectable?” “Nope” He pushes in a little more. My hole is not cooperating. It should be trying to push him out. “Wait! Are you….toxic?” “Yes, I am.” My mind races. This is kind of why I take PrEP. Just in case I have sex with a poz guy who for whatever reason isn’t undetectable. But do I want to have sex with a guy who knows he is toxic? I feel him push a little and bottoms out. I moan in pleasure. Damn! I shouldn’t be enjoying this so much. I should tell him to pull out so that I can find a condom. He starts to pull his dick back out, but stops when just the tip is still inside. “By the way, my strains are Truvada resistant.” And with that, he slams back inside me. I want to protest, but the piston action of his dick takes over my mind. I hear myself moan in pleasure. I feel my hole completely relax and let him in as deep as possible. I am lost in lust. He fucks me like that for a few minutes. The more he fucks me, the hornier I get. He pulls out and tells me get on my back. I roll over and put my legs on his shoulders. He aligns his dick and goes back inside me. He is standing on his knees, fucking me hard. “You know you want it. I want you to look at me. Tell me you want my load. Beg me for it.” I couldn’t resist. “Yes! Please yes. Breed me. I need your cum deep inside my hole.” “No! You know what to beg for. You PrEP whores are all the same. Bugchasers at heart. Beg!” “Please! Shoot your toxic load inside me. Get me pregnant. Breed me with your toxic cum. Make me poz. I want your seed.” I couldn’t believe I was saying it. Even more, I couldn’t believe that I meant it. And with that, he let out a loud growl and thrust his dick deep inside. I could tell he was cumming. Pulse after pulse, he was delivering his seed. His DNA. His HIV. I came. I hadn’t touched my dick at all. Normally, I stay soft when I get fucked. But I was rock hard. My cum shot across my chest, all the way up to my neck. It was a huge load. We both finally started to come down from our fuck high. He looked at the cum on my chest and smiled. “I knew you wanted it.” He stayed inside me and leaned over to kiss me. I felt connected to him. It was weird. He breaks the kiss and pulls out of my hole. He gets out of bed and walks into the bathroom. I hear him open the medicine cabinet, but it doesn’t register with me. I am still floating a little from a great fuck. He gets back in bed and I feel something enter me again. “This will help. I got your toothbrush out of your bathroom.” I reach down, grab the back of my knees, and pull them to my chest. He has full access. He brushes my hole for a while, then stops, leaving my toothbrush sticking out of my ass. “Here’s what is going to happen. I am your poz daddy now. I will breed you until you get poz test results. I need a poz bottom to whore out. I have some tops that want to get infected but don’t want to bottom. Total tops. They will fuck you until they get what they want. Of course, meds are not an option for you.” “Yes Sir. I understand.” I can't believe that I had transformed that quickly. And that easily. He pulled the toothbrush out of my hole and tickled my opening with his finger. “I really hadn’t shot a load in a few days. You got a lot.” I smiled. He laid down beside me and I cuddled up to him. We both drifted off to sleep.

I love this topic. Great question. Isn't this something we have all been confronted with at some point in our bottoming careers? If you haven't (been confront by this yet) might I recommend that it should cross your mind at some point if you want to enjoy better peace of mind when getting fucked. Personally, If I have not thoroughly douched I am always worried about something unpleasant. Am I over-reacting? I have enjoyed reading through the other areas of the forums about how easily guys just pull their pants down and take a raw cock...yet we never or rarely hear about any of the preparation (if any) that went into it (or not). Nor do we hear about the consequence of a dirty dick, etc. in the absence of preparing to get fucked. Is it part of the fantasy? Is it being glossed over or left out? Maybe it's in a part of the forums I have not yet read as I am still new...forgive me if that is the case. Is there not already a hand-book on this topic? Something like "THE NO DOUCHE DIET"? That could also describe how and when to douche to freshen up depending on the volume of cock(s) you plan to get within any given time-frame? If it doesn't exist it should, lol. I know there are a few nurses or medical professionals in this community; so If someone could edit and organize all of the information and knowledge within these forums posts we could probably create our own hand-book. hahaha I digress, but I do wonder about the following on a regular basis and would appreciate any of your collective wisdom or insight on resources, etc. Am I douching too much? Is that even possible? Are there any signs or symptoms of douching too much or too frequently? Is it a condition and does it have a name? Is it possible to over stimulate ones colon while douching? Is this bad? What are the long term consequences ? Can one become dependent on douching or laxatives to have a bowel movement? Is this why everyone prefers to keep their shit "tight" and take psyllium supplement in order to douche less?? How well does it (Metamucil or psyllium) work and how long does it take to get into a consistent bowel movement cycle? At the end of the day a big part of my goal is to be able to put that cock back into my mouth. So, I want it 100% clean. I guess the alternative is not to put it back in my mouth... sad face.

Got my muscles bttm fuck buddy over who I haven’t see for a long time. I’d forgotten how horny he makes me and how much I love fucking & breeding his meaty hairy hole. I’ve raided his hairy pussy hard an deep over the last 4 hours and I’ve bred 3 big thick load balls deep in him. I’m gunna eat his cummy hole for a bit before shoving my big fat dick back in his pussy for round 4!

Having my nipples sucked and played with is a trigger to get me to cum. Be prepared to sit on my cock as it cums!

He showed up in his tight big boy undies took it balls deep and begged for the hot load. After filling him with my load I pumped his hole awhile until I flooded it with my hot piss. After pulling out I shoved a Large plug into his well lubed hole Locked his cock in a Pink Chastity cage, took his underwear and tossed them in the trash and then put him in a nice thick diaper. Once done I told him to get dressed and I brought him for a Nice hike and made him pose and show his diapered ass.

Here's mine after an intense toy session. A work in progress.

I started at 9 with my cousins moved onto being fucked by 10

I would be delighted to be the bitch no selection I'm in Paris but berlin the topbr3007@hotmail.fr thank

Today I went to two bath houses and an old theater downtown in my city. It was the first time I went with the purpose of being a no loads refused cumdump. My hole got bred so much It was leaking non stop. Got three loads at the first bath house from some silver daddies. Then I got four at the other one, I never even saw their faces! Finally decided to enter an old adult theater I saw on my way to the bath houses. There I got two more loads by some probably homeless dudes. It was pure bliss. The best part? I didn't ask anyone their status. As a newly converted cum slut I finally felt free, free to fuck bare. I'm a barebacker, and I love it.

I always thought of it as an unspoken rule - If you're gonna go BB, you're gonna take/give a load. I've never had a BB encounter that didn't end with someone getting a deep breeding.

I have met many bottoms who do that. If they aren't on PrEP, not taking the load minimizes the possibility of becoming positive.

Note: This is along the lines of the post in the main blog of "How Gay Teens Become HIV+" - I found it out on the 'net, I suspect it's true, but don't know for sure... _______________________ I don't know if this event was what got me poz, but it'd be hard to imagine it didn't. I've been a bb slut for awhile, yet somehow had managed to keep testing neg. I can't say I was a chaser because I was still fooling myself with "Are you clean?" questions and "neg only" requests when hooking up with guys online. But the fact of the matter is I'd take about any load I could get, and practically never asked anyone to put on a condom. I craved getting cum inside me and was constantly desperate for it, cruising hookup sites and bb sites finding the next hot cock to dump some cum in to me. Like I said, though, I kept testing neg and had even convinced myself that i must have had some kind of special trait that'd keep me that way despite what a slut I was. And it wasn't hard for me to be a slut. I was 21, goodlooking, masculine, and popular. If I went to a party or out to a club, I'd be able to point out at least a dozen guys I'd fucked - all 18-23 and hot themselves - and chances are each of them had shot his load in me. No one ever brought up condoms. I think young guys like me just figured we were all neg together and had nothing to worry about. On a weekly basis I'd probably take 4-5 loads because I not only had a cell fone address book packed with hot young guys that'd come over at a moments notice to fuck, but also would be able to find total strangers and new tricks online within a few minutes of logging in to whatever site I chose to be a slut on that day. I don't say this to sound stuckup, and stared at this paragraph for awhile thinking that it really does make me sound like an ass. That's not what I want to do, but I'm just trying to put things in perspective to put the whole story in context. I find every manner of guy hot, and it's really attitude that matters to me most, especially when it comes to taking a load. But I guess I just ended up being born with a look that a lot of guys want and go for. I should point out, I am vers. And because I'm so "straight acting" most guys thought I was a total top (haha). If it was an 18 to 23yo I had over that night, I'd likely end fucking them for sure. Those twinks always wanted my thick dick deep up inside them. And, again, they never asked about condoms. But what a lot of these guys didn't know was that, despite my "total top" exterior and demeanor and the fact that I truly did love fucking the hell out of them and pumping my load inside them, I also craved cock in my hole on a constant basis. And whereas I was pretty strict about only fucking hot young guys, I didn't discriminate at all about who I took loads from because it was the load, alone, that mattered to me. Older, young, fat, skinny, black, white, hairy, smooth - if I was in the mood for a load, I'd take it from them all. I'd gone on a trip and whenever I was in a new town, I always took advantage of all the fresh meat (to me, at least) around that offered up good prospects. In this particular town, I had no problem finding it at all. My first night there, I met a 21yo online with a huge cock that came over to my hotel room. He kept telling me how much he wanted me to fuck him, but I told him I was having one of my "rare bottoming urges" (hehehe) and he fell for it. We went in to the big standup shower in the room, where this tall, lanky, young blond with at least 9 thick inches proceeded to eat out my ass and then, with just his spit and the shower water as lube, slid his cock in and fucked me silly. God how I loved big twink dick. What I love just as much as cock in me is seeing the look on the face of a hot young guy as he slides his dick in to me with no lube (how I prefer it). They're always so blown away and turned on by the fact that I'm taking it so easy. I'm tight, mind you, but with an incredible pain threshhold so more than happy to get through those first few minutes of searing pain knowing there's a ton of cum waiting for me. So many guys my age are so repressed sexually that it's hot as hell seeing how they react when something happens that blows them away, yet that they've secretly always wanted or can't help but be turned on by. Raw, lube-less fucking is one of those things. Seeing a masculine, fratboy type taking their bare cock up their hole is one of those things. Having that fratboy also fuck them raw is one of those things as well. This young hottie didn't last long, as I stood there under the cascading shower water, leaning slightly forward, ass pushed back with his dick deep up in it. "I'm gonna cum" he said. I think that's the universal, "closet barebacker's" code to see whether you want them to pull out or keep going. They feel like they have to let you know they're going to shoot, and often freeze up and slow down expecting you to pull off their dick or push them away so that they don't shoot inside you. That's not how I am, though. I reached back with both arms, grabbed his hips, and pulled him to me tighter. That's all he needed to thrust as deep as he could go and shoot his load up in me. He had a blast, I had a blast, and I sure as hell hope that hottie couldn't help but realize just how fucking hot bb sex is and never looked back. The next night was much of the same, except with two young hotties (not at the same time, though). The first was a 19yo who was also visiting town and came over from his hotel. I dumped a load deep up in him as I fucked him silly on the bed. He shot his wad while I fucked him, though, so I found another young guy later that night to top me. The second guy was 19 as well, and had this nerdy look to him that I love. Tall, glasses, skinny (though not the huge cock you hope to find on a tall, skinny guy. A nice 7 inches nonetheless, though). He pulled another one of those routines that I suspect is like a subtle hint at whether or not we'll end up barebacking. "Got lube and stuff?" he asked in the instant message before heading over. "And stuff". hehe. Hinting at condoms, but purposefully not saying the word. "Lube, yeah." I said. "Ok cool." he responded, and that was that. Once at my hotel, we sat around and talked for awhile before he couldn't hold back any longer and got between my knees, undid my jeans, and swallowed my cock. We made our way to the bed, where I put him on his back, got on top of him, and rubbed our cocks together while we kissed. Eventually his dick founds its way between my asscheeks, but not yet inside my hole. I moved my ass up and down on his cock and eventually his head was poking at my hole. "Got the stuff?" he asked. A bit hesitantly, but trying to hide the disappointment, I reached in to the nightstand where I'd put the lube and condoms earlier (yes, I had some... just for the hell of it... and they help to disarm someone and make them think you're as clean and proper as can be hehe) and set them on the bed next to him, then kept rubbing his cock with my ass cheeks. He reached over and grabbed the lube, putting some on to his cock. Notice... he didn't grab the condoms. Thinking I was going to get his raw dick in me, we ended up making out some more instead. He kept poking his cock at my hole, but never quite pushing it in. Most of the lube had dried up by now, but he had a ton of precum in its place. Still poking, still no condoms. He secretly wanted to fuck me raw, I knew it. But he didn't want to say so or try anything he thought would scare me away. I also didn't want to be too forward, enjoying the little game we were playing and enjoying knowing that he was lusting after some raw ass yet afraid to come out and say it. Eventually, though, he kept getting just the tip of his dick in to my hole and I would only moan and whimper in pleasure instead of stopping him to put on a rubber. That's what he needed to proceed, and the next time the tip got in, he thrust up and I thrust down and he was deep inside me, bare all the way. With our little "Does this guy want it bb!?" game over and the answer obvious, the fucking could really begin. I rode him like silly and all he could do was lay back, mouth hanging open, eyes wide open, panting heavily while his dick slid in and out of me. He lasted a little longer than the other guys, which was fine by me. Eventually, though, he pulled the usual "I'm close!" and instead of pulling off, I pushed down even harder and started riding him even faster. "Where do I cum?!" he asked. "Where do you want to?" I said back. He didn't answer with words, but instead bucked his hips up and let out a howl as he shot in me. Another young stud's seed in my hole! We promised to keep in touch (which we did) and he went on his way. With his load in me, I got back on the computer feeling extra slutty and wondering if I could get any more. The thought of inviting a neverending train of guys over to seed me throughout the night and in to the morning hours was incredibly appealing, but I was so fired up that I wanted even more. I searched around online to find the bathhouse each big city inevitably has, and found out there was one not far from my hotel. It was about 11pm on a Saturday night, so part of me wondered whether I should even bother. I prefer getting a room (as opposed to just lockers) at these places, and I suspected they'd all be taken by this time. I was too horny and cumhungry to change my mind, though, and so got dressed and headed out - one young hotties load still in my hole and ready for more. There was no denying what I was in for. The reason I love bathhouses so much was because of all the anonymous, public sex you could get in to. Sure, it's always fun going to a bathhouse and finding some other hot young guys to hook up with in either their room or yours. But what's even more fun is finding a dark corner (or a maze or orgy room, if the place has it) and having sex where others could watch and even join in. I wanted even more than that this time, though. I wanted to not only be seen, but be remembered. Be seen as a total slut and just blow people away. I wanted to suck every cock put in front of me and get fucked by any guy who wanted to fuck me - all in a public area of the bathhouse. From what I read about this particular place online, it was perfect for that. There was a dark room in it with a "cocksuckers pit", where you would enter and either go to the lower part to suck cock or the upper part to get sucked. The guys in the upper part were standing on an elevated floor so there cocks were at face level to anyone in the lower part, with just a narrow opening to stick their dicks thru. Perfect! Anonymous and naughty! Once I got to the bathhouse and entered the door, the guy behind the window looked way too happy to see me. He was actually a hot guy, about 30 or so, and smiled the whole time he took my ID and money to let me in. Thankfully, they did have a couple rooms available but by the looks of the parking lot this place would still be packed. Hopefully everyone inside was cruising and playing, as opposed to hiding away in their rooms being antisocial and getting high (happens way too much at these places). I don't do any drugs and am just naturally a slut As soon as I got to my room adn got in to my towel, I headed out to find the room with the suck pit. While looking around, I was getting cruised pretty heavy. I got groped a few times, a couple guys tried to motion me in to their rooms, but I wasn't looking for any private fun. The pit room was what I wanted and so that's all I cared about. A few of these guys started to follow me as I made my way around and finally found the room. You could tell they were excited when I went inside it, as they were able to tell I was willing to play and not be shy about it at all. I went to the upper level because I figured letting some stranger suck my cock for a bit would be a good clue to everyone else that I was horny and ready. It didn't take long, once I was up there, to see some eager faces through the narrow opening below following my every move and waiting to see what I'd do. Like I said, I was ready, and so got up to the partition, opened up the front of my towel, and stuck my hard dick thru. In a second, a wet mouth had swallowed it and started furiously sucking. In no more than a few seconds after that, two guys had come up behind me to watch and feel me up. That didn't take long! Already I had a mouth on my cock and two guys feeling me up. I liked this place already! In fact, it was all insanely fast paced from that point on. One of the guys feeling me up took my towel off and tossed it in a corner somewhere. Now, I was totally naked. In the dim light, the guys could see that I was young, and I think they really got fired up by that. I suspect these were also a couple of the guys that had followed me from the better-lit halls, so they already had a good idea of what I looked like. I was in heaven, being totally felt up and molested like this. The creaking stairs leading to the upper level let me know whenever a new guy arrived, as did the heavy breathing. It wasn't long before I had hands all over me, including at least a couple feeling up my ass. Soon, I also felt one of these guys running his fingers along my hole. My face was still pressed to the wall in front of me, my cock being sucked by some anonymous stranger in the pit below me. I couldn't see who was behind me, and had no idea what any of them looked like. All I knew was that I was going to let them do anything and everything they wanted to do to me. Fuck me is what one of them obviously wanted, he got behind me and started rubbing his dick against my hole. I pushed my ass back a bit, giving him teh green light. At first, the guy sucking my cock below me (not sure if it was the same guy that started or a different one by now) seemed disappointed by this, as it caused me to pull my dick away from him a bit. But once he realized he had a front row seat to an impending raw fuck, he reached both arms thru the opening, grabbed my ass cheeks, and spread them. Alternating between rubbing his cock against my hole and fingering my ass now, the stranger behind be leaned forward to whisper in to my ear. "Is that a load inside you already?" he asked, noticing the cum from the young hottie that had fucked me earlier that night. "Yeah" I said. "Fuck yeah, boy" he responded. With that, he knew he had a young guy ready and willing to take it raw and take a load. That was his cue, and he pushed his bare dick up my hole and made me yelp. I was loving this... though I couldn't see any of them and was purposefully looking straight ahead at the black wall in front of me, I could tell there were likely 5-6 guys around me (on the upper level), each one now fully aware I'd not only taken a load earlier that night but now had a raw dick in me right now. With random hands feeling me up all over and occasionally one of them feeling around my hole and the top's cock to confirm I was taking it bare, I was getting fucked good by this stranger. I was in a haze now, not high but just totally horny and wanting everything these guys had to offer. This dude was fucking me good, and though he didn't announce it beforehand his quickened pace and thrusts, as well as gasps and groans, let everyone know he'd just shot his load in me. He pulled out, and his dick was immediately replaced by a couple fingers feeling for the cum that was inside me. Soon, the fingers were replaced by another cock as a different, total stranger got behind me and slid his dick in. Standing up, with two loads in me and a 3rd cock fucking me, the cum started to leak out of my hole and I'd occasionally feel guys running their fingers and hands around my inner thighs to feel the cum as it leaked out. It was like they were driven in to a frenzy by this, seeing that such a young guy was taking it raw in the midst of them. The cocks just kept coming, and guys just kept pumping me full. I seriously have no idea how many guys ended up fucking me, and I also have no idea what any of them looked like. I made it a point to keep facing forward, eyes closed, ass out, inviting anyone and everyone to use my hole. All throughout, guys would finger my ass after a last spent cock was pulled out. They were blown away by the noises all that cum oozing out of my ass was making. I kept hearing new guys coming up the stairs and the whispers of everyone around me. "Is he taking it raw?" "How many loads has he taken?!" "Is he high?" "Have you fucked him yet?" "Can anyone fuck him?" I wasn't saying a word, and really no one was even talking to me. It was all too hot - hearing them all talk about me like that, but not talking to me. They were all gathered around using me as a piece of meat and that's just how I wanted it. Soon, though, a guy did speak to me. He sounded latin, and despite the fact that I'd gotten fucked by countless cocks before him, when he rammed his in to me I thought I was going to pass out. This guy was huge, and I was not ready for it! I couldn't believe that despite having a hole soaking wet full of cum and having taken a whole bunch of dicks before his, it felt like he was splitting me apart. In most other circumstances, I would have told him to take it easy. In fact, I think he was all too used to having guys tell him to take it easy. He just figured that since I'd proven myself such a slut, he'd finally found a young guy that'd eagerly take that huge cock of his without complaining. I didn't want to disappoint my audience, though, and so didn't complain. I just took it. I moaned, I whimpered, I groaned, and I panted. I practically yelled out with each powerful thrust of his. But I made it a point to make my noises sound pleasureable instead of painful, and that drove him on to fuck the living hell out of me. I'd been pretty quiet before this guy, but I couldn't help be the loudest bottom you've ever heard as he slammed me hard. When he'd pull out, it felt like my whole body was being emptied. When he pushed in, it just never stopped. He was hitting parts of me I'd never had hit before, and my knees were going weak and I almost couldn't take it anymore. I'm not going to lie... this guy was tearing me up. I really was considering begging him to stop. It got to the point where it was honestly not feeling good anymore. His cock was too much, and he was being way too brutal with it. The only thing that kept me going was knowing there were so many guys standing around watching, and knowing how turned on they must all be by the spectacle. I was fighting to take it, but barely hanging on. "You slut!" this big-dicked latin stud said. He started going off with the dirty talk. "You like all these loads, boy?" "You love cock, don't you?" All I'd do was moan my responses, not having said an actual word since I'd entered the bathhouse. "Want my cum?" he asked. I moaned an affirmative, but that wasn't enough for him. "Answer me! Tell me you want it." he demanded. That brought dirty talk out of a bunch of the other strangers around me. "Beg for his load, boy" "Tell him you want it" "Beg!!" I kept hearing. "Give it to me! I need it!" I finally yelled out between gasps. "Yeah?! You do?!" he shot back. "Yes! Cum in me! Please!" I wailed. "You want me to breed you?!" "Yes, I do!" "Badly?!" "Yes, please!!" "I'm going to breed you and be with you forever!" he said back. I didn't realize what that might have meant at the time, and am not even sure today if he was really saying what I now suspect he might have been. All I do know is that I said "DO IT!" back to him, and with a massive moan this horsehung latin stud slammed his dick in to me as deep as it would go, practically tearing me apart, and fired out a huge load. I could feel it pumping in to me. I know that's a stereotypical thing to say, but I really could. I could feel his cock pulsing, and it drove me wild. He kept shooting and shooting, his body convulsing behind me. He had his arms wrapped around me, his chest pressed to my back. Thank goodness he did, too, because it was about all that was keeping me on my feet. Eventually, he pulled out. "Good boy" he said, and he left. I was royally fucked and used, and I wasn't sure if I could take anymore. I was certain that guy had ripped my ass, and my legs were starting to cramp up. My hole was sloppy, and nothing was stopping all the cum from oozing out of me. But even if I wanted to go, I couldn't. Another guy had already taken the latin's place, and I was already getting fucked yet again. Eventually, I wasn't standing up against the wall anymore. I'd slid down to the floor and was lying on my stomach, ass up. I just couldn't stand anymore, but no one seemed to care. Guys would get get on top of me and start fucking me. Most came, though some only wanted to use my hole for awhile before moving on and seeing who else they could play with. Still hearing guys around me talk about me, their words kept me going. As exhausted as I was, I felt like I owed it to everyone to stay around and was feeling so slutty I didn't want to leave. "Goddamn, he's still here?!" "I think everyone in the place has fucked him." "Look at all that cum." "Can I fuck him next?" "This is the boy I told you about!" I either looked hot as hell on that floor - a young guy, totally used, cum all over my hole - or I just looked totally trashy haha. Who knows. Either way, guys kept coming in to fuck me. At some point, I could tell that a few of the guys around me had black tshirts and jeans on instead of just the white towels everyone else was in. I suspect these guys both worked at the place, as I'd noticed the staff all were wearing black tshirts and jeans. They all fucked me too, and I felt pretty proud of myself that the staff were leaving their posts or putting their work on hold to take a turn at my cumfilled ass. I could also tell some guys had taken pics of it all. The clicks and flashes of their camera phones made that obvious, but who knows if any of those pics turned out given how dark it was and how crappy cell fone cams can be. Again, I have no idea how many guys fucked me. I have no idea how many loads I took. A random guess? 30-40, but there's no real way to know. I didn't count, and it was impossible to tell who shot in me and who didn't and who came back for seconds or more. Likewise, I never really got a good look at any of them. I could tell some were skinny, I could tell some were old. I could tell some were hairy and others smooth. Some were old, for sure, and a few even seemed young. All races. All cocksizes. Some pierced, some not. I would have stayed there on that floor, or even gotten up against the wall again like I originally had been, but after awhile the new cocks stopped cumming as I suspect I'd gotten fucked by everyone there who wanted a piece. By now, just a few guys were still hovering around me, playing with my hole and talking to eachother about what I'd done. They even tried talking to me some, but I wasn't really being responsive. I didn't want to speak. I just wanted to be this moaning, vacant slut. I stayed there a little longer, thinking about whether I should get up and look for my towel but waited a bit because I didn't want to look around and catch a glimpse of any of the guys around me. I was loving the anonymity of it all, and wanted to keep it that way. After a bit, the guys started to venture off and I figured it was safe to pick myself up and move around. I spotted a couple towels on teh floor in the corner, and grabbed one. Like me, it was soaked in cum. Not wrapping it around me, I just held it in my hand and made my way back to my room. The stares I got as I walked through the hall were priceless. I felt like a celebrity, and since the halls were more brightly lit than the pit room I could actually see the guys around me and couldn't help but wonder which ones had dumped a load in me or watched it all or what. I got back to my room, closed the door, and wondered what to do next. Head back out for more? Cruise the halls? Jerk off? I decided I'd just head back to my hotel, with all those countless loads in me. I didn't even shower or anything, and just got dressed and left. The guy working at the front flashed me a huge smile as I walked passed him on the way out and said "Hope you had fun!" "I did!", I said back. Being as insatiably horny as I am, and still not having cum yet, I got online again as soon as I got back to my hotel room. By now it was about 5am. I found some college guy who was looking to get fucked, and invited him over. I fucked him that morning, and shot what must have been a seriously massive load deep up inside him. Again, no condoms. Not even a request for them or slightest mention of him. I wonder what he would have thought if he knew I'd taken dozens of loads in the hours leading up to shooting my own in him. About 2 months after this experience, back in my home town, I went to get tested. I tested positive. Funny enough, I was kind of surprised. Despite what I'd done that night, I still wasn't expecting a poz result because I'd managed to avoid one through all the bbing I'd done before. I'm actually more surpised I didn't get anything else that night - not a single other STD but HIV. In truth, who knows if that night was really what did it. It could have been some innocent looking, 18yo twink that did it. It could have been any of the random tricks I'd had, one-on-one or in small groups, apart from that bathhouse night. It could have been any of the guys I hooked up with while in that town or any of the others I've been to. Who knows. All I know is that I'm poz now, and not minding it one bit. I still fuck. I still get fucked. I still give loads and take loads. I still hook up with tons of young hotties, and still take loads from any and all manner of other kinds of guys. I've gotten fucked and taken loads through gloryholes, been to other bathhouses, been to wild parties and orgies, and most anything else you can imagine. And everytime I go to a club, I still spot tons of other guys I've been with. Some of them are likely poz now too. Some of them were likely poz before I was. Either way, there's not a raw load out there that I'll turn down, and I've also yet to find a hottie that won't take my own load.

This is just a heads up since we all depend in one way or another on hookup sites and apps which in turn depend on paid memberships… Mastercard is changing the rules (and Visa is sure to follow suit). In the near future any site with adult content will now have to… 1) Validate the identity of all users who upload content. This means you will need to upload government ID to every hookup site/app you use and they will need to validate that the ID is authentic and belongs to you. 2) Require anyone uploading adult content to obtain and maintain WRITTEN consent and age verification for each person in the image. This means to upload a picture of your dick or your ass you'll need to sign a form consenting to both having the picture taken (even though you took it) and having it uploaded (even though you uploaded it). And you'll need to sign a form verifying your ID at the time the pic was taken and save a copy of your ID in your files. You then need to maintain those documents for as long as the pic is on the site. If the pic contains another person, then you need all those documents for them as well. Now it's possible the sites could require that you be the only person in the images you upload and that they have you digitally sign consent and age verification documents at the time of the upload (you will already have uploaded your ID). But what if they have data breach and a hacker gets all that information? Do you really want your name, address, etc. made public along with your X-rated pics? Unless you have an exposure fetish that's sorta a nightmare scenario. This means paid hookup site/app memberships are a thing of the past. That may sound great, but the sites/apps depend on that revenue. And the new rules require they do a lot of work - verifying your identity and verifying the legality of each image you upload. I don't see how they can survive. At a bare minimum they'll stop sponsoring events, membership prices will go up (to cover the additional staff needed to comply with the rules and the members who leave their sites/apps). It's not going to be pretty. For years now the credit card companies have dictated what adult content you see. There is adult content that's legal that they don't approve of that you never see. There's a literal war going on against porn and it's the cause of all these changes. It started a few years ago with states like Utah passing measures saying porn was a public health hazard. (There's no scientific evidence to support that claim). And then they progressed to claiming that all sex work is "sex trafficking" (when that's not the case at all). Then they went after PornHub for enabling sex trafficking when Facebook's issues with sex trafficking are literally like a thousand times greater. (PornHub had major legal issues, but they were with piracy, not sex trafficking.) Then they appeared before legislators in Canada (where Mindgeek is headquartered) trying to get the owners of Mindgeek arrested. (Mindgeek owns most of the straight porn industry, including PornHub, as well as significant parts of gay porn - like Sean Cody, Men.com and Reality Dudes.) The law enforcement folks who were called kept repeating that they're not aware of any laws that were broken and hence couldn't arrest anyone. Then there were calls by the most extreme agitators to actually kill the owners of Mindgeek. (Which sounds a lot like one of ISIS' "fatwahs"). And now the (under construction) home of one of the owners of MindGeek just got burned to the ground by an arsonist, which means the calls to kill the owners need to be taken extremely seriously. In the middle of all that the anti-porn folks have been pressuring Visa and Mastercard to be stricter with adult content. MindGeek deleted 80% of the content on PornHub, XTube, etc. just to please Mastercard. And now Mastercard is going further and getting stricter with adult content. The straight folks don't really care what happens to hookup/dating sites. Most of the dating sites on the straight side of the business are fraudulent (none of girls actually exist - they're all chat bots). And the few legit ones could probably go PG-13. But that's not the case with LGBT+ sites. We're not going to join a PG-13 site. The bottom line here is that sex and porn are political. The reason why I had a very hard line against the pro-Trump folks last fall was because they're the ones going after porn and the gay community. The whole anti-porn thing is wrapped up in the QAnon belief that there's a huge amount of child sex trafficking. The hysteria over that is what's driving all this. I have a niece who feels like she needs to wear a gun on her otherwise her kids will be snatched at any moment and sex trafficked. She's college-educated and both of her parents are scientists. It's just bonkers. But the point is politics matters. Who you vote for matters. Whether you vote matters. Whether you write your elected officials matters.

I stop the fuck, let them get in, but then I pull off the condom to let them know if they want to keep fucking me it's raw, otherwise move on. I find condoms just need so much lube and are not comfortable in my cunt. You can't beat raw cock.

Most guys I fuck it, are not into it in the first place, so usually not a convo I have to have, if it's on online I make it known, cruising never had anybody pretend to pull one out. The only time it has come up have been on actual dates, first timers, a few married guys (married guys have actually been the easiest to cum around my way of thinking lol). Don't remember ever turning down dyck solely on the condom reason, usually because it's at the point where it's bout to go down i'm already horny and feigning for dyck, though I dispise using them. I go through with because 9/10 I usually get my way (there way to), because I've found most dudes what to fuck raw but are too nervous scared etc. So if I have'nt successful in getting to not use one, halfway through the fucking they'll figure a excuse to get it off, like they can't nut with it on, it tore, or it's too dry. My favorite is the dudes that say they always fuck safe, but just they just want to slide it in for a few strokes to feel me raw, anytime that has ever happen, the few strokes turn into a lot of stokes and doesn't end until they nut lol. Of course they have to play it off like they never meant to go that far, and is a one time thing lol.

Mmm hell yeah! I’ll get piggy with you

When I was in my 20's and in very good shape I of course did very well in bathhouses and could get just about anybody to fuck me, which was bareback in those days. But I would get a thrill letting older and out-of-shape guys come into my room and would really enjoy how they would enthusiastically fuck me.

Sounds like a good up bringing

I was 10, by my uncle.

I would say ANY age is a good age for a beta to start learning how to please his alpha male superiors & ANY age is also fine for betas to start learning how to enjoy cumloads more than anything else. I started at age 7 & IMMEDIATELY knew I had found my place, servicing alpha male cocks like a good lil fuckslut!!

Great story hope there part 3

My Parents were Highly Sexually addicted - both love to be naked - . My Mom and Dad sent me 2 weeks to my Uncle and Cousins place - my Dad knew they were gay - dicks only way ! Eventually were lots of party's - drinking - smoking weed and I was given party favor's - sharing a bed with my cousin - 24 yrs old ! Soon , I was seeing cousin dick - hot tube naked - feeling each other - j.o. sessions and then m Uncle huge dick - sucking and fucking sessions ! Soon back home - Dad showing his dick - huge / uncut - I knew what I had to do - Sucking it - he sharing me with his friends . Then , mother caught me and Dad together - she divorced him but she became a sexually whore - bar hopping - love black guys with big huge dicks - I started loving Big Black Dicks - was forced 1 time sucking 1 - I becoming like my mother ! Looking for more - Please !

Chapter 12- Confession It was like getting the results was the cure to fuck flu. Either that, or Brian’s mind could only process so much, and had luckily decided to numb any feelings of sickness he had, because by the time his parents got home from work that night, Brian felt better. Well, physically better anyways. By this point in his senior year, Brian had become a pretty good actor. Between his sexuality, his relationship with Jake, and his triste with Adam, and now his diagnosis, he was keeping a lot from his family. His parents might have realized he wasn’t quite his normal self that night, but he did a pretty good job of preventing the total meltdown he felt like having. After dinner, he told his parents he was going to go hang out with Jake to talk about college dorm stuff. By this time, his parents only knew Jake as his classmate that he’d be rooming with at Boston University in the fall, so they enthusiastically let him go connect so that they could get to know each other. Brian went out to his Jeep, and before backing out of the driveway, typed out a message to his boyfriend. “I really need to talk to you. Can you meet me at Ramset park, by the picnic tables?” “Hey Bri, I’m just starting dinner now. I’ll see if I can get away from my the house after. That work? Is everything okay?” Brian was not going to answer the second question over text. “That’s fine, I’ll be here whenever you get away.” He wasn’t too worried about covering the desperation in his voice; he knew this wasn’t going to go well anyways. As he left his house and started driving to the park, it felt like he was on auto-pilot. Normally, Brian stressed over everything, thinking through every aspect of every decision. These past few months, sex and love lives had been the exception, and now he had done a full 180. He had made a quick decision to tell Jake, and he couldn’t think about it anymore. He couldn’t play out how this was going to go. He couldn’t figure out what to say to make make Jake not hate him. He couldn’t worry about if Jake would beat him up, or leave in a huff. He knew how he felt about Jake, and so he knew he had to do this. Brian knew it would be a bit before Jake got to the park, but he didn’t know what else to do. It was a beautiful May evening, and the sun was going down as he arrived. Brian was wearing his usual tan cargo shorts and a Red Sox T-shirt. He had gotten this one recently. It was a size smaller than he normally wore, but Jake had mentioned he looked good in it, since it actually showed off his thin frame a bit more than his typically baggy clothes. He had forgotten about that when he put it on. It was a perfect night to sit outside and think, even with the ever so slight chill of a cool evening after a hot summer day. But Brian’s mind was on pause until Jake arrived. After sitting by himself in silence for a while, Brian broke down again. He had allowed his mind to wander to what this could have been if not for his bad decisions. He could have invited Jake here for a romantic walk, or a steamy make out session, or even some kinky play in the woods. It would have been the perfect opportunity to spend some alone time with his boyfriend. But no, that was not what this was, and once the dream sequence broke, Brian’s tears began flowing again. That was just about the same time Jake’s car pulled in to the lot. As he drove up, Brian just sat on the top of the picnic table, feet on the benches, head on his arm on his knee, crying. As Jake began to approach the table, he realized the state was Brian was in, and rushed up to him. “Brian, are you crying?” Jake asked, as he started jogging towards Brian to comfort whatever was bothering him. “What’s wrong? Brian?” Brian looked up at Jake, and even in the twilight Jake could see his red eyes and cheeks, covered in tears. But through that, Jake could sense the fear, or dread, or something like that in Brian’s eyes as they met with his. When Jake was close enough, Brian held out his phone and motioned for Jake to take it and read it. It was the email from the clinic with his results. Brian wanted to watch Jake’s reaction, but he couldn’t do it. He half expected the phone to be dropped or hurled at him and for him to never see Jake outside of school again. If he had been watching his boyfriend, he would have noticed Jake’s face go from caring to concern to a mix of bewilderment and confusion. He couldn’t believe was he was reading, and he almost lost his balance as he shifted from one foot to other, reading the email slowly and thoroughly. After what seemed liked the longest minute in his life so far, Brian felt Jake climb up on to the picnic table, put his arms around him, and pull him in for a hug. Jake stayed silent at first, as Brian sniffled and tried wiping his eyes. He let Jake comfort him for a moment, until Jake said “It’s going to be okay Brian. What happened?” With that, Brian no longer wanted Jake to comfort him. Well, he wanted that, but it felt like a betrayal, as Jake didn’t know the truth. He pulled away, and tried to speak a couple times, but the words wouldn’t come out. Jake went to take Brian’s hand in his, but Brian pulled away and blurted out “Please just let me tell you what I need to tell you without you saying anything and then after that you can do whatever you want.” “Okay…” Jake said, still confused and concerned. “This is all my fault” Brian sighed. “Just before we met up at BU, I had hooked up with this older guy, Adam. We met online. I was realizing I was gay and I was horny and really just wanted to experience shit, so I went to his house. Well, it turns out he was HIV positive, and I let him fuck me anyways. I didn’t think it was a big deal in the moment, because the meds now make it almost impossible to pass on, but then he told me he wasn’t on meds and him fucking me was going to infect me. He wouldn’t let me get away; he told me that as he was fucking me. But I let him finish! And then I let him fuck me again!” Brian’s voice was straining now, like he was finally reconciling what he had done, and he couldn’t even believe it himself. Jake opened his mouth to say something. If Brian had let him finish, he would’ve learned that he hadn’t scared Jake away yet. This sounded to him like Brian had been taken advantage of. But Brian cut him off to continue the story. “But no, that’s not even the worst part Jake. The worst fucking part is what I did after that, after you. I can’t believe I met you. You made me so fucking happy. I can’t believe I’m out to someone and have a boyfriend and am really truly happy for the first time. I love you, Jake. And that’s why I can’t fucking believe, I… I can’t understand why I fucking did this to you. I got tested after Adam, and I was negative. But I had been reading stories online about guys getting pozzed, and it had turned me on, and he knew that. I texted him and told him my results, and then he invited me over to this party his friend was throwing, and I went. And it was a fucking sex party. They fucking got me to go there so he and his fucking old gay friends could fuck me! I must have gotten fucked by like 5 or 6 guys, I don’t even remember! I cheated on you!” he cried. “I fucking cheated on you Jake… I’m so sorry!” Brian hopped up from the table and paced around, still crying, throwing his hands up and down in his own disbelief about what he was admitted. Jake just sat there, stunned. “And they fucking pozzed me. And I let them. I let them do this to me. I went to that party and I knew they were probably poz and what it could do and I went there anyways. I slept with all those guys, even though I had you. I don’t know why, Jake. I can’t explain it. And I’m so sorry. I am so, so sorry. I’ve ruined everything. You are fucking amazing and I can’t believe you even liked me and then I went and threw it all away and did something totally fucking unforgivable!” Brian stopped pacing, wiped the tears from his eyes with his arm, and looked straight at Jake, though keeping his distance. “I love you.” He paused and allowed the silence to have his moment. “That probably sounds ridiculous now… I certainly haven’t acted like it. But I do. And that’s why I had to tell you. I got that email today and I knew I had to tell you as soon as possible. I should’ve told you earlier… I shouldn’t have done it. But I did, and I had to tell you, so that you know everything and know this wasn’t about you, it was about me fucking up and ruining this for both of us. And, well, all I can say now is I’m sorry.” Jake had followed through on his promise. He let Brian finish without interrupting. But then, when Brian did finish, he didn’t have anything to say. Brian could empathize with the look on Jake’s face; he probably had the same one a few hours earlier when he read that email. Stunned into stillness. Total disbelief. Jake couldn’t form words; he could barely form thoughts. So he, got up, walked past Brian to his car, and drove away.

95. ... definitely need to add to the bucket list.

I was 11 and had a neighbor who was like 20 took me in to his suck his cock and his balls then i would go there right after school almost daily he would just cum on the ground then one day he just held my head on his dick and came my mouth and. Held my head till i swallowed it all ...we moved to San Jose not to long after buy I never forgot it .

yea...i was blowing numerous dudes in highschool....though i rarely went like that. They would be more friendly at first, get me alone have leading convo that would eventually lead to me topping them off. they were worried about being exposed. After it was pretty much known on the hush i sucked good dyck, when dudes would approach i cut str8 to the point that wouldn't make them freak out

My regular Hawaiian mix top came to breed and bang my ass. He’s about 33yo 5’10” 165lbs with a 7X5 thick dick surfer dude. I met him at a cruising park and now he bangs me every now and then at my place. The evolution and progression of our fucks have been amazing. When I first met him, bent over bracing against a tree, I could barely take him in and it was 1) so rigid and hard and 2) so thick. Last night we plan to meet but literally he canceled on me at the last minute. I was pissed because I’ve been meditating, stretching and even took some medicinal herbs to relax lol I was so ready for this. Don’t you hate it when you spend so much effort to clean and prep yourself?? This morning he came, amazingly I was still decently clean but made sure. He doesn’t use any lube and makes sure I gag on his dick when I suck him hard so a lot of throat lube is on it. As he is shoving his raw bat into my hole, he asks,”did you already get fuck? Shit your hole is so loose and wet.” He slid in without any resistance. I told him I was trying to but wasn’t lucky after he canceled on me. “Fuck feels like you got a load in there” he bangs me doggy and then flips me. He digs his 3 fingers in and rapidly stretch my hole and shoves his raw dick in…. Is he scratching my hole??? Each time he slides out his hand pumps my hole as he slides back in and both his raw dick and part of his hand are in my pussy. He’s purposely fucks rough to hit the different organs in my hole; bladder, prostate and colon all get bruised and damaged but the deep glow of pain radiates from my evolved pussy as it’s stretched more and more each time he fucks me. I cum several times, pathetic dribble of cum and we are sweating like animals. He’s trying to shove his hand in me but … I’m not that evolved yet. Every time his dick slips out he spits snd shoves it in. He is using me and stretching me out with spit only. I can barely tighten up so instead I push my guys out to tighten it up. It drives him crazy, “push those muscles out.” My rosebud is now out snd sucking his dick dry. He grunts several times and I’m empregnant with his babies. He’s not poz but if he was I would definitely be too even if I’m on prep by the way he was rough and used me. My hole heals and stretched ever so more each time he fucks me. It even looks like a pussy these days. It hurts so good and I feel damaged by his rough fuck… I can’t get fuck after him for a few days till the swelling goes down.

Chapter 4: The Birth of a Pig Chase pulled his hand out of my mouth, and I looked up at him needing more. I was lost having become officially his, and I didn't want to return back into my own being. I loved having my choice, agency, and self taken away. It was the most comforting feeling I had ever experienced. Chase pulled me up. "I'm going to get something, and I need you to be patient. If you're good, I'll reward with you with such pleasure that ends in a gift that you will never forget." I didn't know what Chase meant, but I loved the sound of it. "Okay. Anything you want, Chase." "Lucas, I need your complete trust. You can't freak out, or question me no matter what. I need you to hand everything over to me. If you can do this, I can set you free. What do you say? This sounded terrifying because I had no idea what Chase had in mind. What was I doing? Who was I? Just a few hours ago I was a heteronormative male who was excited to move to Vermont. I thought it would be a great place to find a down-to-earth girl, marry her, and start a family. And yet here I was with another guy's cum in my hair, and a deep desire to become something other than myself. While it was terrifying, a different path was being dangled in front of me, and I knew I couldn't walk away from it. "I'm yours." Chase smiled, "I knew you couldn't say no. I know what you need more than anyone else." He was right. "Now, I have to go downstairs and get something, and I need you to be a good boy and wait here. Remember, don't go back into your head. Stay here with me in this moment. You don't think, just do." Chase quickly put his clothes back on and walked toward the door. Before he left he turned to me and said, "No thinking." When Chase closed the door, I rushed to the window to see where he was going. Maybe I could figure out what he was getting. I saw him walk out ground floor door, walk a few doors over. There was a homeless man sitting on a stoop, and Chase stopped to say something to him. What was happening? Why was Chase talking to this filthy, cracked out guy? I watched as Chase gave the homeless man some money, and in return the man gave Chase a bag. Holy shit! Did Chase just buy drugs off some random dude living the street!?!? Fuck. What had I gotten myself into. My heart was beating so hard it felt like my eyes might pop out of my head. As Chase turned around, to walk back toward my apartment, he glanced up at the window and shot me his beautiful smile. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What do I do? Should I lock the door, take a shower, crawl into bed, and pretend like this never happened. Or do I do what felt so right, and follow Chase's commands. I sunk down onto the couch, paralyzed by my conflicting thoughts. I heard the door open, and in walked Chase. "Lucas, I see what you're doing." Chase walked over to me and sat down. He grabbed my face so I was looking right into eyes. "I told you to stop thinking. There is nothing to consider. You have no choice here but to submit." He pulled me in to a deep kiss. My mouth opened and his tongue entered. My mind went blank, and that intoxicating feeling swept over me again. I pulled Chase toward me, and he wrapped his big arms around me and pulled me into his wide chest. I was gone. "This is your new life, Lucas. By the end of tonight, you'll be so far gone, you can't go back. I'm going to make you into a cum dump pig, and you're going to beg me to do it. You're going to love it. Now, I need you to come to the end of the couch and climb on all fours." I didn't blink. I got up, and pushed my ass into the air. Chase went into my kitchen. I could hear him opening up drawers and doors. I heard him walk back over to me, and I felt Chase rub something cold onto my ass. Then I felt an object being pressed against my ass. "Push out like you're going to take a shit." Suddenly the object popped into my ass. I heard Chase open up a water bottle, and began to pour it into what I now realized was funnel. "Now you're going to hold this water in you for 10 seconds, and you're going to position yourself over this bowl. Then I want you to release the water." What was happening? "Here we go." I felt full, but just when I thought I was going to explode, I felt Chase put the bowl against my ass. I positioned myself so I was over it, and I released. "Good," said Chase. He walked into the bathroom, and I heard him empty the contents into the toilet and flush. We did that several more times. Chase rubbed my back affectionately and said, "Now you're ready. Lucas, do you trust me? Are you willing to become a part of me?" No thinking. "Yes. Fuck yes." Again, I felt Chase apply lube onto my virgin hole, and slowly insert a finger into me. He slowly pushed it all the way into me, and twisted it. At first it hurt, and then I remembered I wasn't supposed to think. So I went blank, and my ass opened up for him. Then the pain turned to pleasure. He slowly withdrew his finger. I heard him rustling with a plastic bag. "This is beginning of your new life, Lucas." I felt a sharp pain, and realized that Chase was sliding whatever was in that bag into my ass. Wow, that was a burning I couldn't ignore. Wow. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "Just sit with it. It will dissipate. Give it a minute." Suddenly, the fire died down, and a rush like I've never felt came over me. And in that moment, I was no longer Lucas. My identity was gone. All I could think about was my hole. I couldn't stop opening it. I couldn't stop thinking about how much I needed my hole to be filled with anyone, or anything. Fuck! It was incredible. "Chase, please flood my hole. Fuck. Please. Fuck. I need it so bad. Oh my fucking god. Please, Chase." "Welcome, pig. Now that you're awake, it's time to set you free."

No, I blame it on being a picky bottom. Here's what I typically see demanded online: "8+ or go away" "BBC only" "Must be fit/musc" "Nobody over 35" et cetera. Well damn guys, you've excluded a huge piece of the Top population! Maybe try this for a tag line: "Total slut btm. Bring your hard dick." 😛

Note to self: Take a long weekend in Portland ASAP as a "top breeder relief tour".

that's a great description.....

Part 20 Chris knew what to expect once his arm was raised above him but somehow his coughing fit felt just as uncontrollable as the first time. What was different was that he knew it would become what he had just seen for Casey and felt that first time in Hunters sling. And before long that feeling did wash over him. The warmth and then the hunger that he could really only locate at his hole. He needed to feel a hard cock inside him. It was all he could think of right then. There were only three times he ever really considered bottoming and those were the three times he came to Hunters place. But of the three, he was never so hungry as now. Chris wasnt aware what he looked like as he laid back onto the bed and gave himself over to the rush. Hunter watched the hot boy writhing and accepting the high and he almost came right then. "You feeling good huh?" Chris, out of breath moaned out a yes. "Lets see that hole." Chris flipped himself over onto his stomach, his feet still on the ground, and pulled his cheeks apart to show his hole off to Hunter. "Fuck thats pretty." Hunter took joy in taking a boys cherry and pozzing them. But there was something so satisfying in witnessing the full transformation of a boy who never imagined what pleasure was until he met Hunter. As he looked at the smooth boy exposing his tight jock hole, he felt pride and lust all at once. He wanted to make this last and give Chris as much pleasure as he could feel. He started by kneeling and probing Chriss hole with his tongue. Chris yelped at the initial touch of a tongue to his hole. It was like a switch that shot jolts of pleasure coursing through his body. He was bucking back trying to get more and more of the tongue to touch inside of him, igniting those lightning bolts of pleasure and making him moan loud. When he finally tilted his head up so that his chin was resting on the bed he realized that his head and Caseys head were close to each other. As if sensing Chris' eyes, Casey opened his eyes and turned to his new friend. They immediately locked themselves in a kiss, not fully realizing that they were feeding on each other like wild animals because of the high that turned them into uncontrollable pleasure seekers. Ryan looked up when he heard the two boys making out and thought this was his time. He got up from his knees and took a quick glance at Hunter who looked back. They didnt say anything to each other but they both knew. Hunter reached out and pushed Chris' head down to deepen their kiss but also to distract Casey from what was about to happen. Ryan grabbed the bottle of lube on the floor that Hunter left when he fucked Tyler and poured its contents all over his cock, quickly stroking it to get it slick and slathered. He was almost shaking in anticipation. It had been a while since he popped a boys cherry. Casey was so focused on Chris' tongue that he didnt really notice that the tongue at his hole pulled away. The heat from the slam was still coursing through his body and he was starting to ride it. What it did in his brain was focus him at this moment on Chris' tongue and giving as much as he could to it. Any touch was electric and that was true when Ryan put Caseys legs onto his shoulders and when he felt what he thought was a thick finger rubbing against his hole. Just before the slam Casey could not feel any pleasure from Ryans finger because of that immediate fear that arose that he was about to get fucked for the first time. This time, he wasnt thinking about what might happen even one second from now. He was in the present and all he could think about was the pleasure of Chris' tongue and the spark ignited by the man touching his hole. The only response Ryan could detect was Caseys moan into Chris' mouth. The sight of the head of his cock rubbing against this boys smooth virgin hole just made it too hard to restrain himself any longer. He didnt want to hurt the boy and he had experience making first times more about the pleasure than pain. As gently as he could, he added pressure against Caseys hole with his wet cock. He didnt feel the tensing of the boys hole the way he did when he tried playing with it with his finger. The slam had done its job. And then Ryan felt the head of his cock push just past that cherry and suddenly he was inside the boy, warm and as tight as any hole he had fucked before. For Casey there needed to be a new word for unexpected because this was not what he thought was going to happen at all. Hunter was watching from a standing position now and held Chris' head down on Casey so that neither boy could protest. Casey could only moan into Chris' mouth to indicate any response to the thick cock that was pushing into him. There was pain, somehow sharp and dull all at once, but in the same way that any touch was electric as he rode the high of his slam, that pain was also accompanied by the same currents of pleasure, only now originating from inside him. Originating from his hole to be precise. This was a sensation that felt even better than a tongue eating his hole out. This cock that was moving deeper into him seemingly without end was touching parts of him that no tongue could reach and the man attached to that cock knew exactly what he was doing. All Hunter and Ryan could hear were moans of pleasure and Ryan could feel Caseys hole accepting and even milking his cock. "Yeah boy. That's right. Take this cock....Almost there boy..." Ryan wanted to see Caseys face as he got fucked for the first time but his view was blocked as the two boys made out. Both boys began to moan loudly into each others mouths and thats when Ryan noticed that Hunter had entered Chris from behind, already balls deep inside his boy. As Hunter began to pull his cock out a couple inches and then thrust them back deep into Chris, he pulled his hand away from the back of the boys head. Chris raised his head so that the two boys could catch their breath and that's when Ryan saw Casey lift his head, his eyes wide and looking down trying to catch a view of himself getting fucked. When he couldnt, he looked up at Ryan with his eyes still wide, looking to Ryan with what seemed to the man like a mix of surprise and disbelief. Ryan bent over and kissed Casey. "You feeling good?" Casey didnt have words for what he was feeling. He just gasped and nodded. Seeing this was Ryans cue. He thrust the rest of his cock into Casey and held it deep, flexing against the walls of Caseys hole. That thrust took the wind out of Casey like he had been punched in the stomach but instead of that punch it was the feeling of something hitting spots that sparked fireworks exploding inside of him. That was the feeling that tilted his head back and caused his eyes to roll into his head. "Yeah, guess thats feeling good huh? Casey just moaned in response. "I told you that slam was going to make things better. Now I'm going to start fucking you boy." With that, Ryan pulled out until only his head was still inside Casey and then slammed all the way into him hard making the new bottom gasp in pain and then moan in pleasure as he felt the cock hit a spot deep in him that made his soft cock spring to life. Ryan wasnt interested in making this first time unpleasant so he started alternating between swift hard strokes and long slow ones. It all drove Casey wild who had never felt any of these sensations before and had never given any real thought to what it would feel like to bottom. This was changing him. He would at least be vers from now on. Chris was hard and dripping not just because of Hunters hard thick cock fucking him from behind but also because of what he was watching at the same time. A hot guy was getting fucked for the first time and loving it on the same bed that he was getting fucked on. But in his slammed up mind what was getting him to the edge without even touching his cock was the knowledge that he was watching this boy get pozzed. He didnt understand why that was getting him worked up even more but he wasnt going to try to figure that out now. He just knew that it was driving him. He looked up at Ryan who noticed and smiled at him. "So hot" Chris said propping himself up on his forearms to get a view of Ryans cock fucking into Casey. "Yeah your buddys hole is opening up for my cock." Chris wasnt thinking about what this all meant for Casey. Any guilt he was feeling before was totally wiped away now and so was his filter. "Give him that poz cum." "Oh fuck" Hunter responded. Chris was fully in now. Hunter had successfully changed another boy permanently and that knowledge and the heat and tightness of Chris' hole got him to his second load. "Fuck I'm cumming boy. Take this load!" Chris moaned and pushed his hips back and milked the cum out of Hunter. Ryan could tell he wasnt far behind. He had been trying so hard to make this last but watching Hunter cum inside Chris who just told him to poz Casey was too much. He looked into Caseys eyes, still wide open as he rode his first high and first cock. "You want this load boy?" "Fuck yes" Casey replied, basically his first words since the slam. He hadnt really understood what Chris had said and in that moment he just didnt care. What he did know was that this felt good and that what made all of this ok was his trust in Tyler. The guy who lived down the hall vouched for these guys so he didnt think about any consequences of getting fucked raw by a man he didnt know and having him cum inside him. He had been cumming inside Tyler since they started fucking so there couldnt be harm now. "Gonna shoot my poz cum so deep inside you." Casey did hear that more clearly and in the frenzy of this fucking something in his head did begin to process what those words could mean. "What?" He wanted to confirm what he heard but he realized not out of fear. There was something else happening in his mind. "Yeah boy you love it. Look at this cock." Ryan wrapped his hand around Caseys cock which had stiffened slowly but was rock hard now. "You want this dont you." It was a statement of fact not a question. Casey was just breathing hard as Ryan picked up his pace. He couldnt understand why he was feeling this turned on by what he thought he had heard but just like Chris this wasnt the time to reflect and reverse course. He clenched and tightened his hole around the raw cock that was about to shoot poz ropes into him. Ryan could feel it and his own eyes widened as he could see the need in Csaeys eyes. "Ah fuuuuuuck....I'm cumming!" Hunter and Chris encouraged Ryan with a chorus of Yeahs and Go for its as Ryan thrust deep into Casey and held himself by reaching to Caseys shoulders and feeling as one of the most powerful orgasms he had in a while shook his whole body. Casey felt Ryans cock flexing deep in him and realized he was being bred. He couldnt believe how hot it was to watch what he had done to this man whose body was now shaking and spasming with rope after rope flooding his insides. Both top and bottom thought Ryans orgasm would never end. "Emptying those balls. Fuck!" Hunter loved what he was seeing, knowing that this new hot boy was becoming one of them and seemed to enjoy it, even want it. It kept him hard and he just kept fucking Chris, churning his poz load deeper into the boy. Chris' hunger wasnt satisfied with just the one load inside him so he kept doing all he could to try to milk the cock inside him. Ryan laid on top of Casey with the bottoms legs wrapped around his lower back. As they kissed Ryan could feel Caseys newly stiff cock throbbing against his abs. He raised hiimself up and grabbed the cock noticing that it was also dripping pre cum. "We need to get this hot boy off." As if they had been listening the whole time at the door, it was at those words that Greg and Tyler, both naked, opened the bedroom door. Tyler surveyed the scene and couldnt believe the sight of both Chris and Casey in different positions on the bed with raw cocks inside them. Something about their eyes and faces told him that they were even higher than he thought they were when they left the living room. How much had they smoked in here, Tyler thought. Greg broke the brief silence and pause in action that their entrance caused. "You guys up for some company?"

I've got a Western wear fetish, so cowboy boots (and nothin else) when I'm riding a dick cowgirl style. [EG] Tan construction boots and military surplus army boots are good.

I've been on this site since 2012 and I'm not very happy about these rule changes. I understand it is a private site, and the owners are free to set the rules as they like. That said, I will probably be a lot less likely to post anything including new fiction stories, for fear of running afoul of the new rules which even after reading and re-reading several times still leave me more than a little confused. I'm just one insignificant person and I'm sure that nobody really cares what I think, but I may not be the only person who feels the same way, so unfortunately I believe that activity will inevitably suffer considerably. Well, it was fun while it lasted. If I get banned for posting this, I wish everyone out there well.

Part 3 Eric sat there breathing a little heavy as his dialated pupils darted back and forth between me and Steve. This kid was spun. I took his head in my hands and started kissing him, tenderly making out with him. Part of me just wanted to backhand him and rape his hole, but there was plenty of time for that coming up. I had no idea if Eric had to work tomorrow or not, and I didn't give a fuck. I had him where I wanted him and he wasn't going anywhere for a while. And when we were finished with him, his mind and his world would be so fucked up, he probably wouldn't be in any shape to return to the Magic Kingdom anyway. I pushed him back on the bed and removed his towel. His teenage cock was rock hard, even with all the T he had already smoked. I'm sure the Viagra was responsible. I removed my shirt and layed on top of Eric, kissing him deeply. He moaned into my mouth as my hairy chest ground against his smooth one. He wrapped his arms around me tightly as my tongue explored every inch of his mouth. I reached between us and found one of those pretty pink nips and started pinching it. He moaned louder as his hips started moving, grinding his hard on against me. This kid had probably never touched his nips before. I was awakening the slut in him he hadn't been able to release himself yet. After I had worked his nipples for a bit, I sat up and looked down at my sweet young prince. He looked back at me with those dark Tina eyes and panted in desire. Then I leaned down and licked the precum off the head of his cock. It tasted so sweet. I licked up his shaft where more precum a seeped down, and he moaned as I engulphed his entire rod, taking all six inches to the base. I nursed on his dick for a few moments while he groaned his approval. I didn't suck his dick for too long, cause there was somewhere else I wanted his load more. I knew he could probably cum once, but then the Tina would take over for sure and his dick would shrivel up. I pulled off his cock, much to his dissapointment, and stood up. I retrieved a pair of wrist restraints and rope, holding them up for Eric to see. "Are you ready, my Prince?" He just smiled up at me licking his lips and nodded yes. In mere moments Steve and I had Eric's wrists tied to the corners of the bed. I removed the rest of my clothes and grabbed some lube as I looked down at my living fantasy. His dark, hairy pits were fully exposed and that was the first place I went to next. I buried my face in first one, then the other licking and biting them as I breathed in his teenage musk. Eric groaned at this new erotic sensation that he never knew existed. I moved over to his nipples, licking and biting them as Eric moaned and lightly squeeled. Then I took the lube, and lubed up Eric's throbbing cock. I slid my ass down on it in one easy stroke. This kids average sized cock was no problem, and he groaned as I ground my hairy ass into his freshly shaved skin. I sat on him, using my experienced ass muscles to milk his cock. I played with his nipples as his hips started bucking upwards, faster and faster until his eyes rolled back into his head. "I'm cumming!" He gasped. "Oh fuck! Oh my God! Oh shit. Aaaaagggghhhh!" He cried out as he slammed his hips up into me. I knew he was experiencing the most intense orgasm of his young life because of the drugs. I squeezed my ass as hard as I could as he filled my guts with a big load of 18 yo cum. He just layed there trembling as I carefully dismounted him. He twitched and jerked as I took his cock into my mouth to savour the taste of his cum. He begged me to stop as I sucked the head of his overly sensitive cock. Post orgasm torture is a favourite of mine. I stood up looked down at my captive prince. He just stared back at me with those glassy eyes. His body was bathed in a sheet of sweat which made his pale skin glisten in the light. I couldn't wait to leave some marks on his tender young body. His dark hair clung to his forhead, and I swept it off as I approached my first target. I pushed his head to the side as I planted my mouth on his neck. I started to suck as if I were a vampire. At first, Eric moaned, but as I sucked harder it started to become painful for him. He tried to object but I just covered his mouth with my hand and kept sucking on that fresh young skin. Eventually I pulled off with a strong sucking sound and looked at my handywork. A deep, dark red hickey showed prominently on his neck, marking him as my slut. I knew in a matter of minutes, it would become a deep purple. Now to move on to the main event for me. This kid didn't know it, but he was just mere moments away from receiving the first of many dirty loads that he would receive over the next few days, and probably his life. I grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs back until I exposed the real prize. His beautiful, pink, virgin hole. It was a thing of beauty. It looked so fragile and delicate. It was almost a shame that soon it would be a gaping wrecked cumhole. I said almost. Steve held Eric's legs for me as I dove on that little pucker of paradise. In no time at all, my little future whore was moaning loudly as he discovered yet another erogenous zone he hadn't explored. "Oh God that feels so good!" He cried out. "Eat my ass. Oh God please!" I feasted on his hole, sticking my tongue as far up him as I could get it. He just continued to moan his enjoyment as I sucked, licked, and nibbled his pink pucker. After a nice long ass eating session, I went to the dresser and found a nice sized shard. Returning to the bed I grabbed the lube and squirted some directly into Eric's hole. Then I inserted a finger, slowly until it was all the way in. Eric moaned as he felt his asshole breached for the first time ever. I worked one finger in and out, alternating between my index and middle finger. Then I put two fingers in the boy while he continued to moan. His hole was relaxing quickly, thanks to the drugs we had given him. Then I picked up the good sized shard. I knew it was a lot for his first time, but he was young and healthy, and I wanted to fuck him up. I placed the shard on Eric's hole, then pushed it in with my two fingers. He let out a small hiss as the sharp edges scraped his tender flesh. I buried it in him as far as I could. "Oh God, it's burning, why is it burning?" He cried out after a few seconds. "Make it stop!" "Shhh my prince." I hushed him. "This is just a booty bump. It's going to make your ass beg for our cocks." I continued to push two fingers in and out of him. I didn't use a third, because I wanted him to still be tight when I entered him. I enjoyed the slight pinkness that appeared on my fingers. I knew he would absorb my babies into him that much quicker. He started moaning again and I knew the burning had subsided. Steve released the kids legs as I sat back and lubed up my cock. Then I placed his knees over my shoulders and placed the tip of my cock against Eric's hole. "Aren't you going to use a condom?" He asked me with a worried look on his face. "Trust me my prince." I said to him. "Condoms don't feel good, and I know what you need. You need to be released from your strict upbringing and taught the joy of man on man sex in it's purest form. And I'm going to do that. I'm going to release you." With that, I started pushing myself self into him, taking possession of him, owning him like no other man will ever again. It was enough to make me want to explode right then. I knew this first fuck from me would not be a long one. I was way too turned on by my fantasy coming true. But later, I would be able to fuck him for hours. I watched his eyes pop open when my cockhead past his sphincter. "Take it out please." He gasped. "It's too big!" I didn't say a word as Steve placed a popper soaked handkerchief over the young princes mouth and nose, so he was only able to breath in the fumes. It's so great to have a partner who already knows the right things to do. Eric went kind of limp as I pushed forward into him, and by the time I was balls deep, he was letting out a deep gutteral moan. I stayed still as Steve removed the handkerchief, and looked down on my barely concious prince. 12 hours ago, he was a friendly Disney employee with dreams of going to BYU. Now here he was, drugged up in the hotel room of a guy he didn't really know with a hard cock buried deep inside him, minutes away from having his guts filled with poz cum. I waited till his eyes fluttered, and he looked at me trying to focus. His mouth moved like he was trying to say something, but no words formed. I just grabbed his thighs and started fucking him. Grunts escaped his pretty pink lips every time I slammed myself into him. His head flopped back and forth as I rode him hard. He started to form words that sounded like, fuck me, fuck me, but I couldn't be sure. I grabbed his bottom teeth and opened his mouth, spitting into it a few times, enjoying the sight of my spit slide down into his throat. I was really close when I held his strong thighs against me and just jackhammered his little cunt. My whole body felt like it was exploding when my cock finally shot off and I let out a gutteral, "ooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck," as I filled that sweet Mormon boy with his first load of dirty cum. I just collapsed on top of Eric, barely able to breathe as I watched Steve lubing up his cock for his turn.

Cant wait to read who breed who first Dad or son!

A voice called from down the hall “Hey bud, so you found another one? “ "Yeah. Check out this hot fuck hole,” replied the man pounding Paul's ass, and no sooner having done so, the top began fucking Paul with extreme vigor, slamming into Paul's ass, his balls slapping against Paul's butt. Paul's only response was to moan and grunt. “Damn, looks like you been busy on that fuck hole. Let me have a go!” The top pulled out and Paul felt a rush of cool air enter into his butt, but the relief was very brief, as another cock, a warm, thick cock head, was shoved into his hole. The new guy's cock was much thicker than that of the first guy, and probably an inch or two longer as well. As least so Paul estimated as he registered the cock now stretching his hole. As the new guy began to fuck, pounding with deep hard thrusts, Paul felt the weight on the bed change and he realized the first guy was climbing on him, in fact, the guy was seated on Paul's head, so the guy's balls were hanging against Paul's neck. Then the man pulled Paul’s checks apart, exposing his hole and spat on new man's cock, adding a touch of lubrication, just to help out. The guy who was enjoying Paul's hole apparently appreciated the help 'cause he grunted “Damn dude, you found a hot one didn’t ya?” “Told ya you would like it!” "Yeah, well, this fucking whore is gonna make me shoot my load pretty quick!” "Go for it, man. Breed that ass. You deserve it!” And with that Paul felt the man's tempo picking-up ever faster, harder and faster, that was, stretching his ass to the limit. The contrast between the pleasure and pain drove Paul wild, and the weight of the other man sitting on his head added an amazing sense of subordination. "I'm gonna blow inside you, slut," commented the second man. “Yeah buddy, make that ass your bitch. Shoot your demon seed in this slut,” suggested the other man. By now the man in Paul's ass had lost some of his rhythm, so his plunges were increasingly sporadic and frenzied, but not so that Paul didn't understand the meaning of the cry the man uttered: “Fuuuuuuck!” The man's cock unmistakably convulsed deep in Paul's hole followed by the unmistakable warm flood of cum deep into Paul's guts, to be followed by a few more plunges, which had the effect of planting the man's seed even deeper. Silence reigned for a minute, followed by the man's observation “Damn that felt good," and, after he withdrew, the man slid down and explored Paul's hole with his tongue, he remarked “Tastes good too!" A quick slap to Paul's butt and the man announced “Right, I’m outta here. The slut hole is yours to finish off.” Two minutes later Paul heard the door open and close. Paul once again heard the sound of several photographs being taken. He assumed the photographs were of his freshly fucked hole, now leaking cum.