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Pouring Jack’s Seed into My Boy Chapter 1 of 4. I knew Jack from around the bars. He’d been quite the beauty in his twinky days, but that was years ago. Lately, he’d embraced his bearish daddy looks and sported a buzzcut and beard. He looked so good poured into tight jeans that showed off his impressive bulge very nicely. His shoulders and chest were covered with a dusting of salt and pepper fur that peeked out of a tight tank top. A few weeks ago, we chatted each other up at the bar while I was waiting for my boy to finish at the gym and meet me there. Jack told me that he was single these days and that he’d been super horny lately. He confided that he’d recently converted and was starting meds, but his viral load was nowhere near undetectable. I asked if he was playing safely these days and he grinned saying, ‘I’m happy to start with a condom,’ and pulled one out of his back pocket. Jack asked about my boy, and I took out my phone to show a few pics of him. I accidentally flashed him a steamy pic of my boy on his knees with his ass up. He looked so sexy after fucking and filling him up, I had grabbed my phone and snapped a naughty pic. I was mortified but Jack just grinned. He told me he loved leaving boys like that, opened up, freshly fucked and leaking. I thought about what Jack had said and felt myself getting hard. I had to take a piss and headed to the bathroom. A few seconds later, Jack followed me in and stood at the trough right next to me. He unzipped his tight jeans and hefted out a massive cock. It was long and thick. I was mid-piss but started getting harder at the mere sight of his POZ manhood. I couldn’t continue pissing into the trough as my erection grew. Jack raised his eyebrows and asked me, ‘You like what you see?’ I could only nod, my mouth suddenly gone dry. ‘You ever think of sharing your boy with a hung POZ daddy?’ I couldn’t help but nod again. Jack reached out and grabbed my hand, bringing it to the base of his impressive cock. He kept grinning at me. ‘Next time you grab my dick, I want you to guide it into your boy’s hole. Sound like a plan?’ How could I not nod again. Jack continued, ‘The first time I fuck your boy, you’ll put my cock in him.’ I nodded. ‘The first time I get my seed in your boy, you’ll pour it into him.’ I nodded again. Jack left me in peace to collect myself and finally finish pissing into that trough. I was so hard I knew I wouldn’t be able to finish until I’d cum, so I stood there jerking off. For like five minutes, I wanked with images of Jack’s huge cock sinking into my boy’s raw hole. I shot my load into the ice at the bottom of the trough and was only then was able to empty my bladder. I shook my cummy cock dry and tucked myself back into my jeans and headed back to the bar. To be continued…

Knocked Up In Booth #7 Here I was waiting in booth #7. That's my favorite booth here at this adult bookstore. The door is unlatched so that people can come in to visit. But today I am expecting someone that I'd messaged with on bbrts. I'm laying on the bench closer to the screen. I cleaned out my ass before coming and lubed it up and stretched it out with my largest plug. I remember seeing his ad for the first time. Nice looking dick! Black, 50, Looking to breed a nice ass. Awesome! Into... married men... chubs... Nice. Take loads anal... No, Oral, No. Give loads Anal and oral... Yes! Sweet! Cock, Large, Uncut! Hot! Then I see what instantly makes my little cock start to throb and leak pre-c um... My Status: Positive! Holy shit Yes! Your Status: Ask Me! I immediately hit the "Oink" button. Then I hit E-Mail and sent this: "Hey There... Nice looking dick" A few minutes later I see the little status bar flash. He responded! "Nice looking ass! Unlock?" I hit the unlock button then the E-Mail again and sent: "Thanks! It loves to be fucked and filled" He unlocked his pics and I looked at them. He was very tall and thin and sinewy looking but with a little bit of a belly. He had nnumerous tattoos and even though he was medium dark complected you could see vascularity in his legs especially. His reply came back quickly: "I'd love to pump a hot load in you" I was now very excited and replied: "You want to knock up my neg, married ass?" His answer: "Hell yeah!" I replied: "can you host?" His answer: "No, can you?" Damn... I replied: "No. You ever go to the bookstore booths" His reply email: "Yes, which ones do you like?". We made arrangements for a time to meet up at the bookstore which brings me back to where I started. I got there, and purchased $10 in tokens then went to booth #7, put the tokens into the machine, set the channel and took off my shoes and clothes and laid down on the bench. As I was waiting, there were several false starts, or as I like to call them "Looky loos". People who stick there head in and look, then quickly leave. I always wonder what these people are looking for. I imagine some just aren't into an older chub. Probably others are looking to suck or be fucked themselves and not interested in a bottom. And some maybe are just looking for an empty booth that someone had left playing with extra tokens. Whatever. Eventually I heard the door open and someone came in, then I heard the latch slide closed. Promising! Even more promising he started dropping tokens in the machine, signalling that he was planning to stay for a while. I couldn't clearly see who it was but I was sure hoping it was the guy from bbrts. The only light was coming from the screen playing one of the tranny videos, which are what I like to watch a lot when I am in the booths. I was wearing nothing but jock underwear and I had left a bottle of lube on the other bench. The visitor moved closer and I could feel his hands start to touch my back and butt. Then I heard the lube bottle being pumped and felt a finger start to invade my ass. Pushing in, then pulling out, then two fingers in, then three. Then pulled back out. Long, slim, bony fingers. I think it is the guy I am supposed to meet. Then I started to feel his dick head sliding in my crack until it found my hole and started to slip in. Even though I was well lubed and stretched and he had applied plenty of lube to his big dick it burned a little as my hole was stretched open. He was at least as big around as my biggest plug. Slowly he slid inside until he was all the way in. Yep, every bit as long as my biggest dildo too. I couldn't help but let out a moan that was loud enough to hear over the porn playing as he bottomed out and I felt his pubes against my smooth ass. He waited a few seconds for me to accommodate him then started to pull back out causing me to moan again. Then he pushed back into me hard and started to work his dick in and out. He pounded my ass hard for probably at least 10 minutes, his big balls slapping against my taint and me making little noises as I was being used. Then his pace picked up and I noticed his breathing start to get more heavy. He then stopped all the way in and I could feel his dick start to throb and hot jets of cum being blasted deep inside me. He stayed inside me and didn't pull out. After a few seconds to recover I felt him start to move in me again. This time it took him at least 20 minutes before I felt him unload in me again. Just in time because right after he did the tokens ran out and he left without saying a word, leaving me to get dressed in the dark in the booth, the only light coming from the "insert tokens" message on the screen. As I walked out of the bookstore I could feel his cum leaking out of my abused hole and the rest of the day I had that "just fucked" feeling. I didn't know if I would hear from him again, but when I got home I logged onto bbrts and sent him a message thanking him for the loads. I was very pleased when about an hour later I got a reply back: "Meet me there again tomorrow" To be continued?

A good buddy of mine (he’s an oral versatile guy) living on the West side of LA near the UCLA University campus. He loves oral and sucking cock. It’s his favorite and he doesn’t much get fucked by anonymous men. He lives in a small apartment building and during COVID when all the glory holes closed this past year he built his own glory hole. It’s really nice. It’s full height almost to the ceiling, fits fully wall-to-wall inside his apartment entry way, nice oval hole he cut in it and padded around the edges, metal handholds so the top guys can put their arms up and hold on as they push their cocks through the hole. It’s really nice. He and I talk all the time and he was telling me how so many of the young guys he wants to suck off also want to fuck and breed ass too and when he tells them it’s “oral-only” they stop chatting and many ghost or block him. So he asks me if I’d consider being the bottom CumDump at his glory hole…like “YES” I say!!!! But when he started saying to guys that there were going to be two of us; one to suck and another for the top to fuck, same thing happened, guys ghosted and started wanting pictures and all sorts of info. So Friday afternoon he invited me over to play his glory hole. He put out his profile on his multiple apps and told guys his GH was open for anonymous blow jobs and breeding of his hole if they wanted to fuck. He didn’t tell them it was my ass they’d be fucking. I got to his apartment. He handed me a gray t-shirt just like he was wearing and told me to put it on. The plan was that he would suck the top and if the top wanted to fuck, my friend would just move to the left and I’d move over and spread my ass cheeks to take the hard cock. The top, if he looked would only see my ass and Gray t-shirt, they’d never know there were two of us behind the GH. So my friend is advertising “private, discreet, anonymous Glory Hole, oral and raw breeding; easy parking.” On a side note I’d like to believe tops came to get off because they thought my friend was the best oral, but in LA, “easy parking” is a big advantage!!! First guy shows up about 4 P.M. the light in the entry way is very low and the light in the hallway on our side of the GH is dark. The first guy is buzzed through the gate. My friend and I wait on our side of the GH. We’ve both removed our shorts as my friend jerks on his cock as he sucks and I’m ready to take a cock if called upon to do so. We have our gray t-shirts on. My friend is on his knees on a foam pad right in front of the GH, I’m sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, arms around my knees, ass pre-lubed and waiting. We’re both quiet, the door opens, closes. I hear the guy’s shorts come off, then his cock comes through the hole; he’s 28yo, asian, very fit, cock totally shaved, uncut, beautiful balls and a surprisingly long thin, flaccid cock, long foreskin covering his cock. My friend looks at me and smiles. He begins to suck; almost immediately I can see the guy’s cock get hard. He’s hanging on to the hand holds and leaning on the GH as we can see it move. My buddy is an amazing expert cock sucker as I watch him work. I time it as he sucks, waiting for my cue to step in and get fucked. I so want that beautiful young cock. We’re 7 minutes in and we can here the guy breathing hard, then we hear, “I’m close! I’m going to cum! I’m going cum!” Seconds later I can see my buddy swallowing. Then the cock slowly pulls out of his mouth and disappears onto the other side of the hole. My buddy turns to me and opens his mouth; it’s full of white cum. He swallows and smiles at me. Then we hear the guy say, “thank you.” And he exits the apartment. I just say to my friend, “that was amazing.” We turn to his laptop as he scans his messages. The next guy is waiting for the address. He sends it. 20 minutes later the next guy is buzzed up. 32yo, “straight,” white, very athletic on his profile, supposedly a big cut cock. The apartment door opens. We are in the same positions. We hear a belt buckle, we hear shoes coming off, he’s wearing jeans and we hear the pants coming all the way off. Then his cock comes through the glory hole, already partially engorged, arching forward, he’s excited. Beautiful. My friend gently lifts the guy’s cock into his open mouth and begins his work. I’m in awe how good he is and how much effort he puts into it. About 5 minutes into the sucking my friend pulls off and goes back on it so I can see the hard length of this cock; 7.5” or just under 8”, moderate thickness. Soon the guy pulls his cock back through the hole, leans down and asks my buddy, “can I fuck u?” My buddy says sure and reaches through to take the guys cock. The hard comes back through the hole and he sucks it to get it really wet. I stand up, step over to the GH. My friend slides over to the side. I take hold of the cock and guide it inside my hole. The guy slides in fully. On the the other side of the GH he’s saying, “oh God that feels good!” He fucks slowly. I’m standing, bent over, my ass is pushed up against the hole. Soon we can hear him panting and he’s fucking hard, the wood GH wall is moving and make cracking sounds as he’s putting his weight into the fucking. In a minute or two he’s gasping and grunting as he unloads he’s cum in me saying, “fuck, fuck, fuck!!!” Then he’s done. He stays in me. My friend motions for me to slide off the cock. As I do, my buddy takes hold of the cock and puts it back in his mouth. I’m standing off to the side, cum leaking from me. Soon the cock pulls back through the hole. We hear him slowly dressing. He says, “thanks guy,” very quietly as he leaves. Are GH guys always so polite I ask my friend? Soon my friend gets a message from the last guy, “that was amazing, luv your ass. Can I come by again sometime?” Soon the third guy buzzes. My buddy and I are in position, the door opens and closes. Shoes and shorts come off. Another beautiful uncut cock comes through the hole. The guy is, 24yo, white, uncut, moderate sized cock. His cock comes through the hole totally flaccid. My buddy caresses it, sucks it. Soon this hard young cock standing at attention is ready for me. I stand, move to the hole, and guide it inside me. He pounds away as my buddy on his knees watches me getting pounded, both of us smiling. Soon, the guy speeds up his thrusts, he breathing hard, then he’s breeding me. Damn that was hot! Over the next 3 hours we took care of 11 more cocks and I got 8 loads in my ass. Not one guy was aware there were two of us!

Themes of incest, devil worship and forced compliance. The thumping music could be heard coming up the dim stairs, the stones shook with its steady thump. The street was dark, illuminated by the big neon sign that buzzed and flickered. "Biohazard- Men's Bar". Looking down at my phone, the screen lit up with a text from Andrew's Dad "Meet me at the club, got a meeting with the lads, will come find you after." The waft of weed blew from down the steps, Andrew smiled to himself, typical Dad. Stepping up to the bouncer at the top of the stairs, Andrew passed over his ID, trying his hardest to keep his eyes dead ahead. Not meeting the gaze of the bearded giant who loomed over him. "John's son?" His eyes lit up in recognition. "John never mentioned his son was a cute lil fag boy" He growled, exhaling steam on the cold night. The bouncer groped Andrews arse as he pushed him past and to the top of the stairs. Andrew taking a deep breath began to descend. The smell of weed and chems only got stronger as he made his way down, the heat rolled off the air with the stench of piss and sweat. Andrews cock twitched in his jock, he had never been to his Dad's favourite club. Of course he'd been invited, but he always held back, he heard stories of younger guys like him coming away pretty roughed up. He was 20, and still a little nervous twink, blond hair and a slight frame. He was coming into his facial hair, and only had a small amount on his chest and arse. The ripe smell of sweaty men overwhelmed him at the bottom of the stairs as he looked over a crowded bar dimly lit. The scent of weed and large clouds of white smoke filled the place. Barechested men, stood around, drinking chatting, playing pool. A few stood around the edges of the room, in the darker corners, watching. Andrew felt more than a few eyes rest on him as he made his way to the bar. "Hey I'm looking for John? He's my dad he said to meet him here?" Andrew addressed the near naked bartender, he wore a harness that attached to a cock ring. The thick shaft hung there, swaying, a thick prince albert piercing adorned the fat head of his cock. "He's in the back right now, how bout I fix you a drink in the mean time and you can wait at the bar", the barman winked at Andrew, his heavy cock swinging as he turned his back to show his hairy arse and a biohazard tattoo in the centre of his back. Andrew wasn't an idiot, he knew that this bar, and his dad, were all into sharing their strain. Andrew's dad had even spoken to him about it, asking him if he wanted to covert at some point, Andrew had responded non-committaly and they had left it there. It played on his mind, as he sat waiting for his drink. The guy to the left of Andrew, a large, heavy set man with a thick beard was toking from a pipe, thick clouds of white blowing from his mouth. He was sat at the bar in a pair of leather padded jeans and nothing else, his strong chest was dripping in sweat as he side eyed Andrew at the bar. "Hey, barman, get this boy a special, on me" The bearded man toking on the pipe slapped down a 20 on the bar top. "Will do", the barman reached back, cashed in the 20. Then turned his back to Andrew to mix the 'special' "Spitting image of John, you are, guessin' your his own son!" The bearded man turned, washing Andrew in a cloud of chemical smelling smoke. Andrew gulped as he took in the man in front of him. Sat on the bar stool, a barrel chest covered in fur and sweat, his chest adorned with tattoo "Born 2 Poz". A large biohazard tattoo decorated the shaft of his cock, which hung heavy from the fly of his trousers, a series of barbells glinted from underside the shaft and a heavy thick Prince Albert pierced the head. "Umm.. yes sir, I'm Johns' son. Never been here before in my life", Andrew replied. "Pretty lil' fag boi's like you belong down here, where real men like me can admire you" The man responded, blowing another cloud and flexing his arm. The large bicep tensed and Andrew stared into the hairy sweaty pit, the smell was intoxicating only from a foot away. Andrew felt his cock get hard in his jeans, as the barman passed him his drink. "Drink up, I'll let your daddy know that his fag son is here." The barman said as he began walking towards the end of the bar. Andrew eyed the drink, it looked like lemonade, breaking his gaze from the alpha sat across from him, he took a big gulp from the drink as he composed himself. "Ah ah, fag" The bearded man said as he reached over and forced the glass up, making Andrew drain the whole glass. Andrew felt flushed as he put the glass down on the bar top with a clink, feeling his face get hot, as again another cloud of white smoke engulfed the two men sat at the bar. Andrew could still feel the eyes of the other men in the bar boring holes into his back as he finished the drink. "Now the best way to enjoy a good drink like that, is to toke on one of these" The bearded alpha proffered the glass pipe to Andrew. "What is it?" Andrew asked. "I think you already know fag, now smoke the devil's poz cock" Andrew tentatively wrapped his lips around the pipe, his head beginning to swim from the G he had just drunk. The lighter sparked and taking a deep breath, Andrews lungs filled with Tina. Exhaling a large white cloud, Andrew swayed, falling from the barstool and into the lap of the Alpha male in front of him. His face pressed against the pierced cock, as he felt the wave of tina wash over him. His vision blurred as he saw the sinister biohazard symbol on the massive cock infront of him, as he felt a strong pair of hands push him back up and sling him over a rough shoulder. Andrew attempted to struggle but to no avail, the combination of G and T in his body had made him limp, all that came out of his mouth were guttural moans as the man walked him away from the bar into a dark passageway off the side of the room.

Hey Guys All rights reserved. Screenplay in development. Soon to be a major motion picture! LOL! 🤪😜 Enjoy! This Can't Be Good “This CAN’T be good,” Michael thought to himself after he listened to the voicemail from his dad. The foreboding tone in his voice was something Michael knew all too well. His dad called to tell him he was flying down to LA at the end of the week. He had something very important he wanted to talk to him about. The last time his dad had something “very important to talk to him about” was during high school. He caught him stealing his car to drive across town and get fucked by guys at the local for-profit career college. Dad threatened to disown him if he ever pulled a stunt like that again. After graduating from USC, Dad had been paying the rent on his WeHo apartment. If he cut him off, he was toast. “This can't… be good,” Michael repeated to himself. It had been about a month since he’d visited his dad at his cabin in Northern California. The cell signal there sucked, making his smartphone practically useless. To get online, he used his dad's desktop computer while he was out fishing to watch porn and upload a pozzing video to his OnlyFans page. He knew what happened. He’d forgotten to delete his browser history before he headed back home to LA. His dad must have noticed and gone through it. The jig was up. Michael was a dedicated, but so-far unsuccessful, bug chaser. Now well into the second year of his quest, he’d become increasingly frustrated. Recently, he’d started posting videos to his OnlyFans account showing him taking toxic loads from his high-viral fuck buddies. The videos had become quite popular, earning him much-needed extra income from subscription fees. Now that coin was in peril. Over and over he thought, “this just can't be good.” For the next three days Michael agonized over how he was going to explain his OnlyFans content to his dad. No doubt by now he’d seen all his online sexual exploits, fueled by an ever-growing obsession to convert. All the bug chasing videos, all the photos of POZ men, and all the images of biohazard tattoos. “What the hell am I going to tell him?” he kept asking himself. This was something he couldn't just brush off as a fluke. The following Friday afternoon Michael picked his dad up at LAX. The drive to his hotel was awkwardly silent. After check-in, they both went up to the room. Sitting side by side on the bed, the time had come for THE conversation. “So, what’s up?” Michael asked, his voice trembling slightly. He was trying his best to remain nonchalant. “Son,” his dad said. “I wanted to come down here because there's something I needed to talk to you about in person. And I didn't want to just do it over the phone. I found…..” Shit. His dad was speaking in that same tone as when he busted him for stealing his car. Any chance of appearing nonchalant was now gone. “Dad!” Michael blurted out, interrupting him, “I was just doing it to earn some extra cash! You see… you can really make great money on OnlyFans if you post funny videos. And… and those videos were just a joke. You know my dark humor!” As he rambled, trying to piece together a plausible explanation, Michael felt a wave of cold sweat washing over his body and seeping through his t-shirt. His dad just sat there, staring at him. Then a puzzled look came over his face. “What's OnlyFans?” his dad asked. “Oh wait!” Michael quickly responded trying to play it off. “Never mind… I was just confused. Never mind!” A wave of sweet relief quickly replaced the layer of cold sweat that had accumulated all over his body since they left the airport. “I'm sorry… so what were you trying to tell me?” he said, regaining his composure. His dad let out a long sigh. “Son, I need to tell you that I tested HIV positive,” his voice filled with guilt and regret. Upon hearing his dad’s confession, the relief Michael was enjoying was quickly replaced by utter shock. Totally blindsided. It was like a bucket of ice had been dumped on his head. “You WHAT?” he blurted out. “You??? Tested. POZ???” Michael could feel his blood pressure rising. The ice water dump had now grown into a tsunami of utter confusion and pure envy, crashing down around him. “Your test was POZ… for, for HIV?? Are you sure it’s not COVID? What the fuck?” Michael’s voice was now trembling. “The test was confirmed, son. I tried my best to be careful. I’m still processing this myself. But I promise you nothing is going to change.” How could this happen? Michael asked himself. All he could think about was the last two years he spent, desperately trying to get pozzed up. The dozens of disappointing hook ups with men claiming to be off meds. All the out-of-town flights to meet up with notorious gifters. All that effort, only to be met with more negative blood test results. No one NEEDED to become POZ more than him. His life would never be complete until he was part of that illusive POZ brotherhood. And now THIS? His own Dad, a reluctant and closeted bisexual, just waltzes in and gets knocked up before him! The rush of envy quickly erupted into a burning dumpster of jealousy. How could life be so cruel and…. unfair?? “Don’t worry, Son,” his dad replied, sliding over closer, trying to console him. “HIV isn’t a death sentence anymore. You’d be surprised how many HIV positive guys are living normal lives. Everything will be fine.” Michael stood up, still gob smacked by this news. He turned to his dad and continued his tirade. “Oh, believe me, I KNOW how many guys are POZ these days. Obviously, EVERYONE is but me!” “I’ve got a great doctor. He’s a specialist!” his dad continued, in a feeble effort to console his son. “He’s going to prescribe the latest breakthrough HIV med….” “Meds?” Michael responded. Before he could even finish saying it, that word changed everything. “No, Dad! Don’t start meds!” Now Michael’s dad was more confused than ever. “Why not?” he replied. Michael’s jealousy was now replaced by overwhelming horniness. He knew this was finally his chance. “Dad…Now I’ve got something important I need to tell you.” he announced. His dad couldn’t help but notice the raging boner now bulging through his son’s shorts. Yes, son?” he asked, cracking a nervous grin. Pulling off his shirt, Michael replied, “We need to fuck. Right now. We need to fuck!”

Chapter two With his arse loaded with toxic cum, wet and now feeling loose, I thought I would see just how far my other half would go. I mean he could say no any time he liked, or felt things not “right” for him. Given he had really enjoyed the fuck he just had and was rock hard, I thought it was time he tried the sling room. When we got to the small dark room with the slings he seemed to just want to keep kissing and keeping his back to the room. I saw guys rubbing his arse, and maybe slipping a finger or two inside him, but he did not look back, or even break a beat and just kept kissing. It was like it was the thrill of not seeing he was enjoying more by the second. That's when I had the idea. I pulled his jock down an the way and he lifted his feet. His jock was now in my hand and his hard cock was in display. A few more minutes with guys now grabbing his cock and I was ready to step it up. I pushed him back slightly and found one of the empty slings. I kept kissing him and I leaned him back into it a sling in one of the darker corners and started to rub my cock off his hole. I threw his jock onto his chest making sure it was not covering his cock. I needed some lube so with him all set up in the sling, reached down almost kneeling so I could reach my sock shefe I had some. Passing his open hole I had to check it out. I slipped my tongue just inside and tasted cum, and just a touch of blood. Nothing to be worried about but he had been roughed up, and totally vulnerable to infection. With lube in hand I stood back up and kissing him again, squirting lots from the packet over his cock and balls and over my cock too, but none on his hole. Slowly I pushed my cock into him and worked that toxic load around him, keeping him loose. That toxic load around my cock felt slick and wet, and I needed to go slow as I did not want to cum yet. Leaning forward I took back the jock back off his chest, and tired it tight but neatly over his eyes, making a pitch black blindfold for him. There he was complete how I always wanted to see him. Rubber chaps, hole exposed, a hot skin heads toxic load inside him, and blindfolded ready for more. I slowly slipped back out of him and around round to his head, where I carried on kissing him, with his arse open for anyone who wanted it. With so many guys looking to shoot a load now, I just needed to wait

I like to get a submissive little faggot face down, ass up, with its chest on the bed or on the floor and then step on the back of its head, good and hard while I fuck it. Even better if it’s outdoors and you can step on its head into a puddle of dirty water or mud and trash. Reminds the faggot of what it is. Dirty, filthy fucktrash.

Chapter 2 of 3. After every baby step forward with Adam, I’d hook up and play raw hardcore with Brian, increasingly often with Brad. He called us his raw buddies. Brian messaged me and told me he was kicking things up a notch tonight. Seems he knew another guy who was ready to start taking loads. He told me the guy was in a relationship and was scared for his boyfriend to find out how much he craved cum and would think he was a slut and break up. I knew I’d be happy to help. I mean, I was in the same situation with my boyfriend, Adam. I texted Adam and told him something had come up at work and wanted to get a workout in, so I’d need to beg off our increasingly raunchy fuck date that night. I didn’t tell him that I’d be getting into some group bareback action and breaking in someone else’s boyfriend, sending him home to his partner freshly fucked and generously seeded. Adam told me not to worry and he’d meet me later with a fun surprise. I went to the gym and headed to Brian’s after a sweaty workout. Brian met me at the door and told me that Brad had already gotten started with the new guy. Brad had him face down on the bed with a beautiful muscle butt upturned and ready and a red jockstrap clinging to one ankle. Brad was snipping a tied condom open and pouring its contents onto the new guy’s hole. Brian and I joined Brad lapping at the guy’s ass, working in a few fingers, opening him up for raw dick. The new guy just moaned into the deep pile of pillows covering his face. The guy was groaning loudly, and Brad took the wadded up red jockstrap and shoved it in his mouth. Brian on his knees, ass up, alongside the cheating slut, and I slid into Brian’s ass, already lubed up and likely freshly fucked by Brad too. Brad lined up his cock with the bottom’s hole, but he just slapped it there. Brian had me pull out and lay down on my back. My cock glistened with his juices and pointed straight up. Brian arranged a pillow right over my face so the new guy could mount me while laying down on top of me. Brian and Brad placed the guy’s raw ass onto my lap. Brian lapped at the guy’s hole and slapped Brad’s cock against mine. ‘Raise on up,’ Brad encouraged. The new guy did. Brian held my dick straight up and guided it to the boy’s hole. ‘Climb up and tease him,’ Brian offered. I felt that raw virgin slide down to my balls, lubed up with the contents of someone’s emptied condom. Brian asked me to stay still, and I heard him opening a condom wrapper and sliding it down onto the stranger’s cock. Brad told the guy it was kinky that he was taking his first raw seed but wanted to save his own for a rubber. The new guy grunted, and my cock was swallowed by the slut’s raw hole. I muffled into the pillow between my mouth and the back of his head. It really turned me on not know this guy’s name or what he looked like. Breeding anonymous hole got me so horny. Brian licked and suckled my balls as I pounded into the bottom’s hole. I shot off inside the willing bottom who just moaned into the jockstrap balled up in his mouth. I stayed hard as the bottom squirmed on my dick, sending my load trickling out of his hole and onto my balls. Brad jerked himself off on the new guy’s face and shot his load everywhere. Brian shot his load on the bottom’s cock, hard and bouncing around. The guy gurgled into the jockstrap rammed in his mouth and hopped off my dick, and raced to the bathroom and loudly jerkied off. He’d only taken one load, mine, but he was clearly freaked out and wanted to make a hasty exit. Brian hustled me into my clothes, not even giving me a moment to get my dick washed off. Plus, I was sweaty from the gym and the sex. I was out the door before the bottom finished in the bathroom. I caught my breath in the car and my phone buzzed with a text from Adam saying he was nearly ready to share a big surprise with me. I was thinking about heading to the gym to rinse off but didn’t want to keep Adam waiting, so I headed home rank and sticky. I remembered how much I liked sliding into Adam that first time bare with my cock greased up with loads. I wondered if Adam’s surprise would lead to me breeding him finally, lubed up with a stranger’s ass juice and my first load of the night. To be continued…

Hey guys. I decided to write another series. Currently, this series is meant to have 11 parts. One safe sex twink's journey to being a bareback bottom. He's 22 when we begin. It's 1999. He's grown up his whole life hearing nothing but safe sex lectures and only having sex with condoms, even with boyfriends. He has just finished college and started a job. He's 6' tall, 170 lbs, flat stomach (but he thinks he's too fat), runs and works out, blonde, curly floppy hair and blue eyes. He's hot and sexy (but he thinks he's average). Part 1 Matt is at his third bar of the night. This one is a club. Small, only gets started after 2am. Techno and EDM are blasting. Matt is in tight jeans and a shirt that hugs his pecs and shoulders. He's dancing. Drink in hand. Matt is drunk and having fun. Matt loves coming to this bar. He always hooks up here. Guys are drunk and horny. The music is sexy. Matt is usually on his back or doggy getting some guy's condom covered cock stuffed inside him by 5am. He loves coming here. Matt scans the room. His friends are dancing with him. Everyone is looking to hook up. He can feel that sexual energy. It makes Matt dance harder. A space opens on a box just in front of him. It's about 3 feet off the ground. Matt hops on and keeps dancing. Dancing above his friends now. The box is kinda crowded but not terribly. He can definitely move his hips. Looking around the room; Matt sees familiar faces. Guys who have fucked him. Guys he has made out with. Guys he has danced with previously. Guys he just knows from seeing their faces in the bars and clubs. There are a few guys Matt would love to go home with tonight. The red head with the rockin body; or the Latin guy with that sexy accent Matt spoke with in the line waiting to get in the club; or the dark haired, geek chic guy who is sexy as fuck. He's scanning the crowd. Enjoying what he sees. Matt let's loose to dance some more. A few minutes into dancing Matt feels a body next to his on the box. He looks at the guy. It's geek chic. Matt smiles. Geek chic smiles back. They dance together front to front. Geek chic turns Matt around. They grind together for a bit on the box. Matt feels the guy is hot for him. A cock is pressing on his ass. Matt grinds back on the cock. The guy gets harder. Geek's hands are all over Matt. Matt is feeling the guy behind him on his hips and legs. He feels more solid than he looks. Matt turns around and introduces himself. He doesn't catch the guy's name (too loud in the club). Matt says, "Let's get drinks." The two of them hop off the box and make it to one of the bars. The line is ridiculous, as always in the club, so it takes awhile to get drinks. The guys talk. Matt finds out the geek is a grad student, lives close by, and is versatile. The guy convinces Matt to undo his tight jeans so the guy can feel his ass. Matt does it. By the time Matt has ordered drinks, the geek has two fingers in Matt's ass. They kiss at the bar. The geek says, "finish your drink and lets fuck." Matt finishes his drink like a shot. So does the geek. They both say goodnight to their friends and it's off to the geek's place. Less than a 10 minute walk later, Matt is in the geek's apartment. Books everywhere, a decent view, and a mattress and box spring on the floor. The guys are so sweaty. It's August. The geek turns on the air conditioning, but it's a window unit. The geek takes off his shirt. Matt takes off his shirt. They kiss. Geek pushes Matt on the bed and clothes come off - shoes, socks, jeans, underwear. Matt thinks the geek is super sexy. The feeling is mutual. Matt is sucking the geek's cock. The geek is telling Matt he gives great head. The geek pulls Matt off his cock and rolls him onto his back. The geek gets Matt's legs up and is making out with Matt. Their cocks are sword fighting. The geek moves his cock between Matt's ass cheeks. Matt moans as the cock rubs his hole. Matt is going to get fucked soon. Matt looks over, condoms on the bookcase next to them, lube right there, he's comfortable. No worries here. The geek is a safe sex guy just like him. Matt kisses the geek hard. The geek and Matt reposition so the geek can make out with Matt and rub his cock all along Matt's ass crack and hole. Matt moans again. The geek'c cock is about 6.5" and thick. It's going to take a minute to adjust, or so Matt thinks. Matt knows he's tight. Guys tell him that all the time. Matt kisses the geek and the cock is rubbing his hole. They are so sweaty that the geek's sweat is dripping onto Matt. While they are kissing, it happens. The geek's cock slides right into Matt's ass half way. Matt and the geek are both surprised. Matt says, "Fuck that's never happened before." The geek slides in more. Matt grabs the geeks ass. The geek looks at Matt questioningly. Matt says, "keep fucking me." Geek fucks Matt good. Matt is moaning and grunting as his legs are on the geek's shoulders. Geek says, "My cock feels so good in you bareback." Matt says, "Keep fucking my ass." Geek fucks Matt so hard that Matt slides off the mattress onto the floor. Matt's ass is still up on the mattress, but his shoulders and neck are on the floor. He's looking up at the geek. The geek keeps fucking Matt. Matt is jerking his cock. The geek is sliding his cock all the way in and out of Matt's ass. Matt sees that cock has no condom on it every time the geek pulls it out. The geek keeps watching Matt as he is getting fucked. Matt is loving it. Matt is moaning like a slut now. Matt says, "No cock has ever felt this good in my ass." Geek says, "That's because I'm fucking your slut ass bareback." Matt says, "Feels so good." Geek fucks Matt a few minutes longer and cums deep in Matt's ass. Matt's eyes go wide. FUCK! A guy just came inside him bareback. The cums feels so warm. Matt's cock jerks in his hand and sprays cum all over his twink body and face. Matt and the geek get in bed together. They sleep together. Matt and the geek make out and Matt tries to fuck the geek bareback the next morning. The geek won't let him. Says he doesn't usually bareback. Matt says he doesn't either. Matt says the geek was his first bareback fuck. The geek doesn't believe Matt and Matt can see it on his face. The geek and Matt swap head. Matt swallows. The geek does not swallow. Matt goes home in the morning with the geek's cum still in his ass. Matt knows what he did with the geek was slutty and not safe. But Matt knows that he wants to get fucked bareback again. Matt tells himself he will just have to save bareback fucking for his next boyfriend. He swears he'll never fuck bareback again with a hookup.

"Hey Stephen how are you doing?" I say walking into my girlfriends apartment. We're pretty new but with her crazy work schedule and the uncertainty of traffic her roommates were ok with her giving me a key so I could hang out and wait for her. "I'm good, a light day at the office and an exciting weekend planned ahead", he smiled as he changed the channel and dipped his hand into a bowl of snacks. "Oh? What's going on this weekend?" I asked as I entered my girlfriends room to drop my weekend bag off. "Cory's birthday party is this weekend!" "OH that's right! Shoot I wonder if Katie remembered." "You're cute", he laughed, "you guys don't need to get him anything, though it wouldn't hurt if you'd treat this more like home and walk around shirtless once in a while." "Funny, though I'm sure Katie wouldn't mind either." I said brushing it off. "You guys should just hang out tomorrow, drinks, music, games. The usual, but with more people." "Sounds fun, but I don't know Katie's schedule. But I'm sure we'll join." I went into the room and laid down on the bed. I spend the weekends here, there's always an event of some kind. I don't mind, and their friends are fun. Flirting never hurt and Katie thinks it's funny. The events never lead to anything much, just lots of drinking and on the rare occasion a guy will join the couple, Stephen and Cory, in their bedroom next door. I've never done anything with a guy, the idea of it is rather odd to me, and as much fun as they sound like they have beyond the wall, it's not my cup of tea. Katie came home late, like usual and we spent the evening after dinner watching Netflix and sex to tire us out before passing out in bed. She gets really wet and to avoid making a mess we have a collection of towels to lay down, and we mix things up with a bag of toys we keep under the bed, a few vibrators, a dildo etc. The next morning the party started early, Cory and Stephen were in the kitchen mixing mimosas and made Katie and I one. We joined them and wished Cory a happy birthday as we started the music and let the drinks flow. With a lack of breakfast I was starting to feel the booze, and Katie fearing she would be called into work kept handing her drinks to me. Guy after guy trickled into the party, bringing more booze, food, and energy. I was really feeling the drinks and could barely keep their names straight. Katie ran off on her phone. "There she goes" I thought. She came up and apologized for having to go into work and told me to have fun, and told Stephen to "protect me". They laughed it off and she ran out the door. The day went on and I was a bit more than tipsy, I went to the fridge to grab a water bottle and there were a new collection of little bottles on the door. I picked one up "Jungle Juice Platinum" it read. A guy walked up behind me and pinched my ass. "Starting early today huh?" he said reaching around to my cock and the other grabbing the bottle. I stuck my ass out to avoid his hand on my dick and my ass came into contact with his groin. "Oh! Uh I don't know what this stuff is and uh no thanks haha" I said turning and backing up. "You've never done poppers?! he exclaimed. Stephen heard that and "came to the rescue". He took the guy by the shoulders and walked him out of the kitchen and came back. "Hey sorry about that we can get a little frisky when alcohol is involved. I see you found some fun stuff there." "Uh yeah I guess what is it?" I asked still holding the little bottle. "They're called poppers, they just kind of make you enjoy sex more. Take it! give it a shot, might spice things up." I grabbed a water bottle and the "poppers" as he said and went to the bedroom, placing the poppers on the night stand for tonight. I looked up how to take them and it seemed simple enough, it also said "relaxes soft tissues, as in the muscles surrounding the anus". "Huh.. that's why they must like it then," I thought. I started watching porn on my phone and got curious, the girls seem to enjoy anal sex, and of course the gay guys like it. I wonder what it feels like, I reached under the bed and grabbed the toys. I got on my hands and knees and lubed up the toy, with the phone resting against the pillow, I slowly pressed the small toy into my ass. It felt very weird, and my body pushed it right back out. "Oh yeah, the poppers should make this better". I opened the bottle and as instructed put it under my nose to inhale. It made me cough, but almost immediately I was light headed. I pushed the toy in and it started to feel good. I think I can handle the bigger one. I reached into the bag and got the bigger dildo, it's just slightly bigger than myself so about 7 inches but thicker. with a bit of lube my ass took the entire toy. I was shocked. It felt good, but hard and a bit rough. I took a hit of more poppers and let it rest inside me. "This is much better than the bathroom!" I hear from behind me. "Holy shit!" I flipped over on my back, the toy shooting out of my ass and landing at the foot of a tall tattooed clean cut guy. "No, no, you're clearly enjoying it. Continue." he said handing me the toy. "Flip back around" My eyes darted to the door, it was shut and locked. "Continue..." he repeated, "let me help". He grabbed my legs and turned me over, grabbed my ass and pulled me up onto all fours. He took the toy, spit on it and pushed it in and out of me. It felt amazing, I reached out for the poppers and he laughed, "oh you really want to have fun, take 1 hit per nostril you slut." "Oh fuck" I said out loud, I had never been treated this way with girls and it was really dirty. I took the hits of poppers and as I did he took the toy out and put a bigger one in, AMAZING. It felt so good, it was getting so deep. He grabbed my wrists and put them on my lower back, and that's when I felt it. His hips rammed against my ass, his balls knocking into mine. He moaned and quickened his pace. I had never felt anything like it, my head was spinning, my cock was soft but I was hornier than ever. He took the poppers and poured some on my underwear and shoved it in my mouth. My head was throbbing, ass was throbbing, cock was throbbing. He ripped the underwear out of my mouth and pulled my hair. "Where am I going to cum bitch." "I don't care" I managed to say in my haze. "That's a good slut" he said as he thrust hard into my ass and yelled as he released into me. He put his shirt back on and there was a knocking on the door. FUCK FUCK FUCK! I immediately came to my senses. He just let the whole party know what was going on in here. I scrabbled and tried to put clothes on but he opened the door. The whole party was trying to look in the door. Poppers and toys all over the bed, and his cock still dripping cum. He grabbed his shorts and walked out, "great party Cory, he's all yours boys," he said as he left the party. They all stood there, half of them mouths agape. Stephen pushed through the crowd, and shut the door. "You ok?" he asked sitting next to me on the bed. "Yeah, just worried about what Katie will say" "We can keep it a secret if you want, from her." he said as he rubbed my back. "Yes please." "Looks like you enjoyed it" he said wrapping his hand around my hard dick. "I actually enjoyed it a lot more than I ever imagined, but what does that mean now" "It doesn't have to mean anything, you clearly love women. you just happen to have fun with cocks. Word will spread through our group of friends, Thomas brags about all the guys he converts. "Converts? from straight to gay?" "Haha no, you're cute. He's Poz, although it looks like he might have succeeded in that too. It's not for sure, but you better go to the doctor to be safe. We'll be having a lot more fun."

Part 2 Summer is over. It's November. Matt got tested twice since the hookup with "geek chic." Matt dated a guy named Alexander for a couple months, but they broke it off. Alexander is a great guy but a bad fuck. Alexander has a 6" cock. Dutifully, Alexander wraps it up every time they fucked. Matt has run into "geek chic" at the EDM bar a few times. Matt likes "geek chic" and feels like they shared something special - Matt's first bareback sex. When Matt sees "geek chic," they chat. Sometimes they dance together. They often kiss. Matt even sucked "geek chic" off in an alley one night. "Geek chic" doesn't want to fuck Matt again though. Matt has had sex with a couple other guys since he and Alexander broke off their fling. Each time Matt or the other guy wrapped their cock. Matt has not had bareback sex again. He'd like to get a boyfriend so they can do it bareback. Matt and Alexander still hang out together when they see each other at the bar. Tonight Alexander is out with his group of friends and his best friend from college. The college best friend, named Bill, is hot. He's 6', has brown hair, and works out. Matt sees the group and comes over to say hi for a bit. Matt is attracted to Bill, but feels conflicted because it's Alexander's best friend. Instead of flirting with Bill, Matt goes off to see another group of friends. As the night continues, Bill and Matt run into each other a couple times. Bill hits on Matt each time. Matt tries to shrug it off, but Bill is persistent. Matt wants to explain to Bill that he finds him attractive, but doesn't want to mess up friendships, etc. Matt also doesn't want Alexander or his friends to see Bill and Matt talking at the bar and get the wrong idea. Matt asks Bill to take a walk outside. Bill agrees. Matt makes sure they both get hand stamps before they leave so they can re-enter the bar. Matt and Bill walk toward the river - it's only a couple blocks from the bar. Matt is telling Bill that he doesn't want to mess things up with Alexander because they are friends now. Bill agrees. Bill loves Alexander. Bill doesn't want to mess things up either. Standing in a park area along the river, it's chilly so Bill is hugging Matt from behind. Bill and Matt are still talking, but Bill is clearly hard and his cock is pressed against Matt's ass. Matt says, "Your cock is hard. I can feel it." Bill says, "That's because your hot. Also, Alexander told us what a hot fuck you are and that you have a big cock. I'm horny to see it." Matt says, "We shouldn't because Alexander....." Bill kisses Matt. Matt kisses Bill back. Bill feels Matt's 7.5" cock getting hard. Bill rubs Matt's cock through his jeans. Bill says, "Get your cock out." Matt let's Bill undo his jeans. Matt takes his cock out. Bill plays with Matt's cock and strokes it. The two of them get closer to the trees along the river. Matt gets Bill's cock out and sucks it. Bill leans against a tree and says, "Suck my cock sexy Matt." Matt sucks Bill's cock and uses his hands on his own cock and on Bill's. It's not the first time Matt has sucked cock in this park. Matt thinks it's hot and naughty to suck cock in public. Matt sucks Bill's cock and licks his balls. Bill stands Matt up and returns the favor, sucking Matt's cock. Matt feels Bill finger his ass with spit covered fingers as Bill is sucking his cock. The fingers are a little dry. Matt gets a lube packet he picked up from the bar and gives it to Bill. Matt says, "Use some lube on your fingers. The spit isn't enough. It kinda hurts." Bill apologizes. Puts the lube on his fingers and turns Matt around. Matt is looking out at the water as Bill fingers his ass and strokes his cock. Matt is mesmerized by the scene. It's so amazing to be this free. Bill keeps applying lube to Matt's ass and his fingers. Matt's ass is wet after 10 minutes of fingering. Bill has three fingers in Matt already. Bill thinks Matt is open enough for his cock. Bill puts some lube on his cock. Bill bends Matt over some and lines up his bare cock with Matt's hole. Bill pushes into Matt's ass. Matt winces at first, but he's no virgin. Bill's cock slips in fairly easily. Matt enjoys getting fucked. He loves that Bill slipped inside him without much pain or friction. Matt pushes back on Bill's cock. Bill takes the hint and starts fucking Matt. Matt is moaning softly. He can hear their skin slapping together as Bill fucks him. Matt likes that sound. That sound means a man is behind him fucking him. He can feel the cock sliding in and out of him and hear his own moans. Matt loves this fuck. Bill says, "You like my cock in you slut? All that talk of wanting to be friends with Alexander, but here we are and my cock is fucking you. You love getting fucked don't you, slut?" Matt moans and says, "Yes keep fucking me. It feels so fucking good." Bill's cock slides in and out of Matt's ass. Bill says, "Alexander never said he fucked you bareback. I guess he kept one of your secrets." Matt confused says, "Alexander never fucked me bareback. Why would you say that?" Bill says, "Because you are riding my cock bareback right now." Bill keeps fucking Matt. Matt says, "You are?" Bill responds, "Yeah you only gave me lube packets. Never gave me a condom." Matt is moaning as Bill's cock is sliding in and out of his ass. Matt says, "Oh fuck. No wonder your cock feels so good. Just keep fucking me." Bill grabs Matt hips and bends Matt forward more. Matt starts stroking his cock. Matt loves this bare cock inside him. It feels so good. Bill's fuck is getting faster and the strokes are shorter. Bill is moaning now. Matt knows Bill is close to cumming. Bill says, "I'm close. Can I cum inside you?" Matt says, "Yes. Cum in me." Bill bites his lip to keep from screaming and blows his load in Matt's ass. Matt feels the warmth in his ass. Matt knows Bill just came inside him. Matt is so turned on that he cums in his hand and on the ground. Bill and Matt recover, pull their pants up, clean up a bit and kiss some more. They go back to the bar together. Alexander is mad. He knows they left together, but then when Matt and Bill say they just took a walk; Alexander calms down. Alexander says, "I guess if y'all had fucked you'd have to be total sluts to come back to the bar afterwards." All Alexander's friends laugh, as do Matt and Bill. When the bar is closing, it's clear that Bill and Matt want to hook up. Alexander tells them to have fun. Bill and Matt go back to Matt's apartment. As they are about to fuck again, Bill says "We already fucked bareback. Do we need to use a condom now?" Matt blushes and says, "I guess since you already came inside me, we can just fuck bareback." Bill says, "You mean you want me to breed you again?" Matt says, "What's breeding?" Bill says, "It's when the top cums inside the bottom without a condom." Matt says, "Yes I want you to breed me. That felt so amazing." Bill fucked Matt five more times that night and the next morning. Matt was begging for cum by the last time they fucked. Bill left for the airport the next day. Matt kept Bill's cum inside him and stayed in bed. Matt thought, "That was a great fuck but I can't believe I let another hookup fuck me bareback so easily. I really need to be better about this safe sex stuff."

While this is all fiction, I would love this to happen in real life. We had been planning on going out for a while. We rarely go to fetish club nights but at the annual fetish week we tend to hit a few events. The other half is two yearsyounger than me, six foot tall, blonde hair and blue eyes. He looks about 25, and has a thin toned body. This of course makes him very popular when it comes to play sessions, but he tends to not play to much, getting shy at clubs or not making the first move. This time it was going to change, or at least I hoped it would. We had both put rubber on for the evening. I was in my full suit, black and blue codpiece, and he was in his black rubber chaps with a yellow stripe, a jock and a black and yellow harness. You can tell, he was more into piss play, but I loved cum play. I was not really a chaser as on prep, but loved playing with Poz guys and cum-swapping with them, but my other half never took to prep, but always played safe. Different horses for different courses you could say. Knowing that a Poz loads was into me was hot as hell To me, but not his thing at all. Tonight, I wanted the other half to feel that, but not sure he would take to being fucked openly in a club. After being in the club for an hour and chatted to a few people he went off to the piss play space. I saw him getting into it and getting wet, but also more horny and for the first time in ages bending over more around guys. Clearly he was in the mood to be fucked. This got me rock hard, and also thinking. I left him to it and went for a walk about the club. After 15 minutes I saw a skin guy, looked about 30, cock out and clearly wanting to get some action. He had his bleacher jeans open, an alpha jacket on, polo shirt and looked cute as fuck, not like most skins in the club. I went over and started to rub his cock and went to suck it a bit getting that salty precum taste in my mouth. Just when I was getting into it the other half came over to join. He was still a bit wet and smelling of piss and rubber. He pulled my head up to kiss me and rubbed his arse off the skin guy, sliding between us to face me, with his arse to the skin. It looked really hot his bare arse showing through his chaps and rubber jock. The guy groaned a bit and started to rub his cock off my other half arse. We kept kissing and he was getting a lot more into it. Breathing heavy, thrusting and rubbing off me. I moved back a little but he carried on. That's when I realised the skin was inside him. I reach round, and no rubber on his cock, but my guy did not know. I thought about tell him but he was really into this guys cock inside him, so I just carried on too. The guy was building pace a bit but kept slowing off as well. Clearly me was holding off trying to cum just yet. After 15 minutes of the guy raw inside my other half, he was sweaty, and took off his jacket, that's when I looked over my guys shoulder, and saw biohazard tattoo on the skins arm. Of course with his back to him my partner could not see. Undetectable guys tend to play raw more, but thought best to check. I stopped kissing my guy to kiss the skin lad, making my partner bend right over so the skin could go in deeper. We made out for a few minutes and I whispered in the skins ear, ”nice tatt, your undetectable right?”, he went back to kissing me and then whispered back, ”no mate, toxic at the moment”. He's been fucking my guy raw for at least 20 minutes now, raw, working his Poz cock into him. I should tell my other half but this guys slowed down fucking, so clearly holding off cumming. I asked if he was close, and he smiled. He leaned in and said ” I've already cum once, but I just want to work that load deeper. He's so wet and lose now, it's been a big dump in him.” Before I knew it, he we building speed again, and this time I held his hips deep and hard as he fucked my guy. He was going to drop a second toxic load into him, and my guy had no idea if was Poz. My guy reached behind him, feeling the guys we about to cum, and roughly pulled the skin deep as he could just as he was cumming. Loading telling the skin ”fuck me hard, make me your fucking skin boy”. He came loudly and grunted as he loaded him for the second time. My guy did not let him pull put, and held his hips keeping him inside him. Still inside his arse, the skin pulled the black bomber jacket back on, covering his tattoo up. As he pulled out my guys arse, I saw cum dribble a bit out of him, and a the skin had a small red smear down his shaft. He must really have been going on rough. He fingered my guys arse hard, making his gasp, then kissed his neck and walked away. I went back to kissing my other half, him not knowing the toxic cum working it's way into his body

While out on a bike ride a couple of days ago, I stopped by one of my town's bookstores as there were quite a few cars in the lot. Within maybe 5 minutes, I was sucking the dick of this cute college-aged guy wearing a t-shirt of our local university. I had my pants down around my ankles, no underwear (as usual), and my ass was still kind of sweaty from the bike ride. As I was sucking, hands grabbed my hips from behind and something hard pressed against my hole. I just kept sucking, didn't even look back to see who it was, and felt my hole open as a completely anonymous dick slid in - no lube, just the sweat from the ride and the heat of the back room. The guy I was sucking grabbed the back of my head to encourage me to keep working his dick, and I heard a third voice from off to the side say "Yeah, fuck his white pussy. Breed him." The guy fucking me lasted maybe two minutes before he shoved all the way in, and I heard him grunting out an "Oh fuck" as he unloaded into me. As soon as he pulled out, the other voice said "Now that you got some lube in there..." before I felt another dick slipping into me. I could feel something extra hard at first, and realized this second cock was pierced. This guy also grabbed onto my hips and fucked hard, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in to the hilt. The college boy I was sucking started thrusting hard into my mouth, gagging me on his dick, and it wasn't long before I felt his salty load blasting over my tongue just as the guy fucking me said "Yeah, take this load, fag" and started pumping his own cum into me. He pulled out, slapped my ass, and said "That's good pussy." I pulled off the college boy's dick and started to reach for my pants. College boy grabbed my arm and said "I got another load in me", moved behind me, and shoved his dick into my now very cummy hole. He fucked me for a couple of minutes, saying nothing, but I could hear him grunting and his breath getting faster and more shallow until he let out a loud moan as he coated my insides with his seed. He pulled out, and I could hear him zipping up his pants. "Slut," he said, but there was no malice in it - more like a gentle teasing - and then I saw his shadow leave the booth. It took maybe 15 minutes from start to finish, but it made the unplanned stop very much worth it.

Chapter 1 of 3. In college, I dated an incredibly sexy jock named Adam. His ass drove me wild. This was back in the time when we all played safely. I wished he’d have let me fuck him raw. My sheathed cock always looked amazing sliding in between his meaty cheeks, but I wished I could feel it against my bare shaft. I also had a fuck buddy who also didn’t like condoms, Brian. In fact, Adam introduced me to Brian. They’d dated but broken up when Adam couldn’t handle how slutty Brian was. Adam and I talked, and we decided to not be exclusive, but to keep outside play safe and quiet. Every time I fooled around with Brian, it was like he tried to trick me into going raw. Once before fucking him, he blew me with a rubber on and I swear he was trying to bite through the reservoir. Another time, he kept reaching back and trying to grab the ring of latex at the base of my cock. It was like it kept rolling up to my tip until it nearly came off. After a couple of weeks, Brian convinced me to top him bareback. He sucked my bare dick and straddled me, saying, ‘I’m just going to climb up and tease you…’ He dragged and pressed my cock against his hole. The head maybe slipped in a little once or twice that first time. Later, he’d ‘tease’ my dick until I was balls deep. But I was still nervous to go all the way and breed him. That first times, I just let my raw cock sit inside him and pulled out to cum on his ass. After that, there was no more pretense of anything other than raw buttfucking. I was hesitant to cum inside Brian, but after he started begging for it, I loved breeding him. I also loved eating Brian’s ass as it loosened up and leaked my seed. It made me want to convince Adam to play raw with me. I even thought about how hot it would be to share Adam’s amazing muscle butt with other tops. Brian’s ass was beautiful, but Adam’s jockbutt was just incredible. I’d love to eat fresh cum from his toned sculpted ass. I’d think of it while rawdogging Brian. It made me feel bad for spending less time with Adam and more time getting piggy with Brian. After Brian started taking my loads, he asked if I could get into sharing his hole with another top, or a few more tops. How could I resist? I’d already gotten off thinking about sharing my boyfriend with other guys, so why not try that out with Brian? This guy was really turning me into a cum pig. The next time Brian and I hooked up, he invited a buddy over. His name was Brad, tall, older, and hairy. I loved pulling out of Brian’s ass and seeing Brad’s bare dick slide right in. We took turns plowing Brian until Brad came deep inside him, and I slammed deep as soon as he pulled out. The squelchy gloppy sound of my cock churning that load inside him really got me off. I shot a huge load into Brian’s ass and pulled out. I had that naughty idea again. In that moment, I wondered what it would be like to share Adam’s incredible butt with Brian and Brad. If two loads felt good on my cock, how would more feel? After a few minutes of afterglow, instead of letting Brian clean my dick, I headed home, texting Adam to meet me there and that I had a sexy surprise for him. When I got home, Adam was on our bed, ass up, gorgeously framed by a familiar red jockstrap. Right next to him was a bottle of lube and a condom packet. I ate Adam’s ass as I peeled off my sticky underwear. My cock was still slimy with Brian’s ass juices and two fresh loads, one, literally from a practical stranger. I smacked my bare cummy dick against Adam’s crack and teased his ass a little. Seeing that seed and assjuice drool over Adam’s crack really got me hot. I alternated slapping my cock and licking the goo that smeared off. I wasn’t sure if I was lapping that cummy mixture up or tonguing it into Adam’s vulnerable hole. By the time I was ready to fuck Adam, he was moaning and grinding into me. I dutifully wrapped up and fucked him hard until I came, filling up that condom. I pulled out of Adam’s ass and ripped the condom off. Adam flipped over and grabbed my used condom and held it up. He gave me a funny look and grinned. He threw his legs back to his shoulders and poured all of my cum out all over his ass. I eagerly lapped it up and kissed it back to him. Adam told me he loved how wet eating his ass made me and how naughty it felt knowing my cum was on his ass. I just grinned, wondering if he had any idea where my cock had just been and what else was on his ass. The next few weeks, Adam got more adventurous. We progressed from fucking safely to starting with a condom on and removing it and promising to pull out to cum, almost like my progression with Brian. Eventually, we would get to fucking bare, but still Adam made me pull out to cum. He started wearing a condom on his own cock and beating off while I fucked him. Eventually, he started pouring his condom on his hole and I’d fuck his own load into him, or he would have me eat his load right off his ass and then lap our combined seed up together. The cum play really got both of us going. Between more naughty play with Adam, and continued bare sessions with Brian and Brad, I was exhausted. More than once, Adam had already jerked off and cum before I made it home. On those days, I’d find him ass up in that sexy red jock with a used empty condom on the bedspread and fresh cum oozing out of his hole. He must have really liked working that cum inside. He’d be loose like he’d already been working fingers in and out. But he’d still make me cum on not in his ass. He told me he was working up to something. I asked for details, but he’d just grin, and then finger his loose hole. To be continued…

So I go to bathhouse often and attend gay sex parties but I am not on prep nor do I have sex with condoms. Would you say it is highly likely I will contract HIV

I lost count at 21 in one evening recently.

To me, there is no substitute for fucking, not even close. The exchange of energies with another living sexual being is an expression of life lived fully. You can’t get it from a dildo, a bottle, a screen, or even a vivid imagination. For another man to be in contact with my flesh is exhilarating - for another man to actually occupy my flesh with his own is transcendant. To know that after he has gone the essence of him remains within me... no, nothing could possibly rival that.

You have to assume lots of his precum is gonna be nicely pounded into you by then. Some tops precum a lot more than others. Hell when I edge inside you and get close, but back off, I definitely shoot some cum into you each time. Its enough to lube my entire cock pretty good again so its a good bit of jizz thats gonna be in you anyway 😉 …and I honestly can’t imagine pulling out when it comes right down to it. I wanna pop your deep ring and load you up deep so it stays in for awhile 😉

I've taken around 15 loads in my own ass, but I stopped counting the guys who took my load after 250. I do sometimes wish I knew which ones I pozzed during my "don't know, don't care" phase.

I prefer to spit in a faggots face. Spitting in its mouth is dirty but intimate. Spitting in a faggots face reminds the faggot what a trashy whore it is, that gets its fuckhole used by men who have zero respect for it. Not just light, misty, watery spit. l like to hock a couple big, thick loogies right in a whores face. A good faggot should always be down for getting their face or mouth spit in, pissed in or used for an ashtray.

I love face down on my stomach. This weekend, a 6'4" friend pulled me off the bed and ordered me to lie face down on the floor. He mounted me and pulled my cheeks apart and stuffed his fat dick in me. He was able to get full access and go balls deep It really heightened my sense of being used, especially since I couldn't see his face. I felt like i was just a hole.. I could only feel him shiver as he smothered me and blew in me. Then he put his head down and rested on top of me. It was so fucking hot!!!

Prone is by far the way i have taken the most cock. Especially when CL was alive and well, my most frequent hook up was lying naked and prone on my bed, door open. Top comes in and finds a naked, waiting ass to fuck. Most of the time i never see the guy who is breeding me. i think there is something to be said for that visual anonymity, it seems to free up a lot of Tops who might be otherwise shy or afraid to breed for a variety of reasons because of being seen. i too like the feeling of vulnerability and submission that goes with it. To me, it's the most submission position there is. i do like being on my back too, but that is a lot more selective for me. i am not visually attracted by every guy. But if there is visual attraction/connection, being bred that way can be very powerful with eye contact and kissing.

I was 12 and it was by my 16 yo brother. We were both adopted so I didn’t think it was inappropriate at all. I started out walking out of the bathroom after a shower with nothing on, drying my hair and he’d come into my room to just chat…well that didn’t last long before he had my cock in his mouth and had me moaning like a love-struck whore! As time went by, I eventually got tired of just being sucked off, so I decided 1 day that I wanted him in me. He ate my ass out really well and made sure to spit ALOT on his cock before he had me bend over my bed and he was balls deep in me within seconds - I was hooked. He plowed me rough and hard that first time which was fine by me because we had to make it quick before we went to baseball practice (Dad was the Coach). We did it practically everyday until he went to college - and boy were there times that we almost got caught by the skin of my balls…I remember it fondly to this day!!!!

I second GC (pretty wild). Within 10 min of checking in to my hotel, the receptionist had his big uncut Spanish cock up my hole.

Part 6 I didn't see TJ for a few days until he showed up at my door Thursday evening holding a duffel bag. He smelled horrible and looked even worse. His long hair was filthy and stringy and he was covered in dirt. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, which wasn't far from the truth. Without a word I let him into my apartment and he moved to my couch. "On the floor!" I ordered him. "You're not sitting your filthy ass on my couch!" He dropped to his knees and sat down looking dejected and pathetic. I sat on the couch and offered him the loaded bong. He smiled up at me as he took it. After a few hits, he told me what was going on. It turns out that he had gone home to take a shower. His roommates, seeing him covered in dried cum and smelling like a cheap whore, knew he was tweaking hardcore and kicked him out right on the spot. They threw his clothes and his skateboard out the window and that was that. He was homeless. He spent the next few days and nights on the street, sleeping where he could. He had sold his skateboard to get a little bit of money for food, but that quickly ran out. He didn't know what else to do, so he turned to me for help. Big mistake. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for to finally finish what I had been working towards for weeks. I looked down on him and said, "You know, if I let you stay here, we're going to have to work out some way for you to pay me." "I know," he meekly replied. "I've already thought about it. I'm willing to suck your cock whenever you want. I'll suck your friends cocks too. Just please, can you help me out?" I didn't say a word as I fished my cock out of my shorts. After all, I wasn't agreeing to his terms, he just didn't know mine yet. He leaned forward and took me into his mouth. He really did a good job of sucking me, he was a natural at it. In no time flat I was feeding him another one of my dirty loads. Then I told him to take a shower. As he was cleaning days of dirt and grime off his skinny pale body, I prepared the bedroom for TJ's fate. By the time he finished his shower, I was back on the couch with 4 fat lines prepared on the mirror. I handed him a rolled up bill and he snorted down 2 of them like the junky he was becoming. I snorted the other 2 and sat back on the couch, enjoying the site of the naked teenager on my couch. I handed him the loaded pipe and told him to smoke the whole thing. As he blew out a big white cloud, I picked up some restraints I had beside the couch. "What are those?" He asked as a puzzled look crossed his face. "Just some leather accessories." I told him. "I've decided that cock sucking will only be one of your duties. You will also serve as my houseboy. You know, just some cleaning, lite cooking, laundry, stuff like that. But you have to wear a uniform." "Ok," he shrugged, blowing out another big cloud. My hands trembled a bit as I leaned down and attached the first restraint to his hairy ankle. So close, I was getting so close! I quickly had the second restraint around his other ankle. As he was torching the bowl for another hit, I reached up and attached first one, then the other restraint to his wrists. He barely paid attention as he concentrated on the bowl. As he blew out another big hit, I wrapped a collar around his neck, and buckled it. TJ just went with the flow and didn't question anything. After all, he was getting high again, and that's all he cared about. I sat back to enjoy the site before me. The black leather contrasted so beautifully with his pale skin. He looked every bit the perfect little piece of trash that he was. He looked at me with wide, saucer like eyes and I knew he was ready. Even if he wasn't, I was. "Come with me." I said, standing him up. "I'm going to show you one of your duties." He stood up and followed me to the bedroom, completely oblivious of what was about to happen to him. I pretended I was going to show him how to make my bed, and as soon as I had his right wrist in the corner, I had it attached to the chain on my headboard. "What the fuck?" He started. "What the fuck is going on?" I didn't say a word. I just pushed him onto the bed and jumped on his back, holding him down. He struggled beneath me, shouting "Let me go! Please! Don't do this!" He begged. I ignored him and soon had his other wrist attached as well. Now he wasn't going anywhere. He continued to yell and beg and plead, and as much as that turned me on, I didn't want the neighbors to hear his screams. I picked up a ball gag and forced it into his mouth, stifling his pleas. He kicked at me as I tried to secure his legs, but I just sat on them to hold them still as I attached them to more chains. After a bit more struggling, I stood up and looked down on my prize. TJ struggled hard trying to free himself as he yelled into the gag. Tears started to flow from his eyes as he realized there was no escape. I just enjoyed the site of my skater boy spread eagled and helpless, his legs spread apart, displaying his defenseless hairy ass. I shoved a shard up his ass as I lubed up my 11 inch monster. I also rubbed some fine powder all over his puckered hole. TJ moaned as he felt the burning. That was nothing compared to the burning he would soon feel! I took a bandana and poured some poppers on it and tied it around TJ's nose. Soon his body relaxed a bit as his head went into orbit. I placed the head of my dick against TJ's virgin hole. It was met with resistance, but I didn't care. I gave one really hard push, and my head popped past his anal ring. TJ's head flew back and his back arched as he screamed, but I didn't stop. I held onto his hips and continued pushing myself into him. Sweat covered his body and fresh tears streamed from his eyes as he half screamed and half sobbed into the gag. I had about three more inches to go when I felt some more resistance deep inside of him. I knew I was at his second sphincter. I grabbed his shoulders and used every bit of power I could muster and slammed myself all the way into him. TJ screamed and passed out. I held myself in the kid while I slapped his face a few times, and eventually he came back around. He just moaned in pain as I laid buried in him. I pulled out, enjoying seeing the red streaks that covered my cock. I knew I had tore the kid a bit, and that made me smile. TJ breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his hole being emptied, but it was short lived. I grabbed a prepared rig and a rubber hose, then I forced my cock all the way back into my skater boy. I tied off his bicep and twisted his arm so the good part was available and I saw a nice plump vein sticking up. Then I leaned into his ear. "Now, your going to feel a little prick in your arm, and if you know what's good for you, you won't move a muscle or you could get really hurt. Do you understand?" TJ shook his head yes. Then, with all 11 inches of myself buried in the kid, I swabbed his arm and very carefully stuck the needle in. TJ didn't flinch as I drew back to register blood, then slowly pushed the plunger down, administering a huge slam to the already fucked up boy. Then I pulled off the rubber hose and threw it and the needle aside. This was the moment I been waiting for. TJ's body went ridged as he started to cough. I just started fucking him as the rush went through his young body. I pulled about 5 inches out before slamming myself back in balls deep. Over and over I pounded his insides, my large p.a. battering his intestines. TJ started to moan in pleasure as my cock tore into him. I removed the ball gag and TJ just mumbled some gibberish. He grunted and moaned louder, like the cheap little whore he was, but was unable to form words, only pleasure sounds. I pounded his straight boy ass for 15 minutes before I started to feel the oncoming orgasm. I grabbed his long hair and pulled his head back as I let out long groan and pumped the first dirty load of this kids life into his wrecked innards. I collapsed onto him as my cock drained every bit of its seed into TJ. I eventually pulled out, admiring the pink slime covering my dick. TJ's hole already gaped open a bit and was an angry red colour. I grabbed my phone and called Paul. "Get over here!" I told him. "I just fucked the kid and he's ready for more cock!"

Part 5 TJ sat back on the couch as he rubbed his sore jaw. "I guess there's gonna more of that huh?" He asked. "Oh yea." I replied. "I told you this shit ain't cheap. If you want it, you've gotta earn it. He just sat there, not saying a word. "Now tell me, honestly, was it that bad? You really seemed to get into it there. Like you were really enjoying it." "It wasn't so bad, I guess." He replied. "I guess I thought it would be grosser." "And what about my cum?" "Well, that wasn't as gross as I thought either. I guess I'll have to get used to that huh?" "If you want to get high you do. Tit for tat." I said. "You'll learn that when you're sucking a man off, it's his right to cum wherever he wants to. If he wants to cum in your mouth, it's his right. If he wants to pull it out and cum on you, that's his right too." TJ just sat there looking at me with his fucked up eyes, not realizing what I was actually telling him. That I was going to use his mouth however I want, if he wants the drugs. "Now go get dressed!" We have an errand to run." In no time flat we were in the car heading to a friend's apartment. I had told TJ I was out of T, which I wasn't, and that we needed more. My friend was going to act like my supplier. It would be a while before I took him to my real dealer, who was a huge black dude. He was not ready for that. Yet. I parked the car and soon we were knocking on my friends door. Paul opened the door and smiled when he saw TJ. He ushered us in and into the living room. Paul's apartment was nothing special. Dingy, with some beat up old furniture. Paul was a 30 year old construction worker with a solid construction workers body. He actually used to be a priest, but he left the priesthood when he was 26. He decided he could no longer deny the gay, leather loving, cum loving, cock craving fag he was. I met him when he was 27, when he was still a condom queen. I was the first to introduce him to the party lifestyle, and soon I was fucking his tweaked up hole on a regular basis, raw of course. When he got the fuck flu, he knew I was the one that infected him, since he didn't let other guys do it raw. He of course refused to have anything else to do with me. It was just by chance that I ran into him in a bar, since I don't go to them much myself. When he saw me, he came and gave me a big hug, and thanked me for pozzing him. He said it allowed him to become the true pig he always knew he was. We celebrated by getting high as fuck and going to the bathhouse where I restrained him in the sling, blindfolded, and he was gangbanged all night long. Once I saw him naked, and I saw the big scorpion tattoo on his muscular pecs, I realized I had actually seen him here before quite a few times in the sling, but he usually had a leather hood on. So TJ sat on the ratty couch as Paul and I went into the bedroom to pretend to do business. There was a loaded pipe sitting on the coffee table, a total set up for TJ. When we came out, TJ was still on the couch, but sure enough, Paul's pipe had been moved. "Did you touch my pipe?" He asked TJ aggressively. TJ just looked at him and slowly nodded yes. "Did you smoke out of it?" He asked, raising his voice. An intimidated TJ replied with a weak voice, "I only took two hits, I swear! I didn't think you would mind." Paul moved like a flash. He grabbed TJ and yanked him off the couch throwing him against the wall and choking him with his forearm. He may have been 2 inches shorter than TJ, but he easily overpowered the skinny kid with sheer muscle. TJ just had a look of pure terror on his face. Paul got his face inches from TJ's and shouted at him. "Don't you EVER touch my shit without permission boy! Do you understand?" A very frightened TJ responded with a weak, "yes sir." "What!?" Shouted Paul as he grabbed TJ's balls and squeezed. "Yes SIR!" Replied TJ as he winced in pain. Paul threw him to the floor. "Well, I think you owe me something for that you little punk! You're gonna suck my cock!" "I don't do that." TJ whimpered. Paul grabbed TJ's long hair and yanked his head back painfully. "The hell you do you little thief!" He spat in his ear. "You stole from me, now take your fucking clothes off or I'll beat the crap out of you!" TJ started to remove his clothes with a shakey hand. He didn't move fast enough and Paul leaned down and pulled the boys clothes off so that a naked TJ was trembling on the dirty carpet. Paul grabbed his pipe and walked to the other side of the room and stood there. "Now crawl over here to me." He told the boy. Paul held out the pipe. "Crawl to me and you'll get a reward." I just sat in a chair and watched Paul do his magic. He was a damn good top when he wanted to be. "Come on boy. Crawl over here." Paul said, dangling the pipe. TJ succumbed to the lure of the pipe and crawled to where Paul stood. "That's a good boy." Paul crooned as he handed the pipe to TJ. The naked teenager knelt before Paul and accepted the pipe from him. He lit the torch and soon took a large hit. Paul took back the pipe as TJ exhaled. "Good boy. Now undo my pants and you'll get another hit. But you have to use your teeth." TJ moved his head toward Paul's crotch and started pulling on his jeans at the waist. Luckily they were button ups, and TJ had that task quickly done, and received another hit. "Now," continued Paul, "pull down my jeans, then with your teeth, pull down my jockstrap." TJ did what he was told. It was so hot watching this straight kid submit to a man. And I know he got a real good smell of Paul's raunchy jock. Once Paul's jock was around his ankles, TJ reached for Paul's pipe, thinking he would get a reward. "No no, you greedy little whore." He admonished the boy, "I didn't say you would get a reward for that. Now, do you want another hit before you suck daddy's cock?" TJ looked up and whispered, "Yes please Sir." "Ok, I want you to ask to suck my cock. Say, Daddy, may I please suck your cock?" TJ paused for a moment before he quietly replied, "Daddy, may I please suck your cock?" "I can't hear you." "Daddy, may I please suck your cock?" He asked in a loud voice this time. "Yes boy, you may." Said Paul, handing TJ the pipe. "Take two hits this time." TJ took two big hits, then handed the pipe to Paul. "Now start sucking!" He commanded the boy. TJ wrapped one hand around the base of Paul's cock and placed it in his mouth. Paul has the best dick to break a boys throat in. 7 inches, and not very fat. Just enough to get past a boys tonsils and in his throat. Paul hit the pipe as he watched the straight boy, that had just whored himself out for a few hits, work over his cock. TJ was doing great for his second cock, and it almost seemed that he liked being submissive. Paul set down the pipe and held TJ's head as he forced his full length into the boy. TJ tried to resist, but was no match for Paul. Soon his face was buried in Paul's pubes as he wretched and gagged. Paul pulled him off and TJ gasped for air as he spit up phlegm. Then Paul forced TJ's head back down to his pubes again as the boy choked and gagged some more. He kept repeating this until TJ started getting used to it and was able to suppress his gag reflex. A born cock sucker! Then Paul held TJ's head tight as he started to skull fuck him. He would pull almost all the way out then ram it back in hard. He did it over and over while TJ struggled for air, getting in gasps where he could. Eventually, Paul started fucking TJ's face faster and faster until he buried his dick and held it there. He let out a growl as the boy flailed on his dick and he started pumping his load right down TJ's throat. I could see TJ's throat muscles swallowing Paul's dirty semen as he tried not to drown in it. When Paul had finished, he pushed TJ off his dick onto the carpet. "Now boy, are ever going to steal again?" "No Sir." TJ croaked through his battered throat, wiping spit and snot and cum off of his face. "You better not boy!" He said. "Next time I'll show you what actual punishment is!" He took his pipe and added some more Tina to it and handed it to TJ. "Here, smoke this up, you earned it." TJ took the pipe and looked as happy as a pig in shit as he sat there, cross legged and smoked it all. He must have gotten 6 or 7 big hits on it while he sat there, oblivious to the future plans Paul and I were making for him. Soon a VERY spun TJ and I were back in the car, driving across town. I'm sure he thought we were going back to my place. He was very wrong. This kid was fucked up beyond reason, and I wasn't going to waste it. In no time, we had parked and I led an oblivious TJ to my favourite bookstore. This one you just paid an upfront fee and you were good for three hours. No pesky quarters to worry about. And we got there at 10pm. The perfect time on a Saturday night. He looked a little scared as we entered the arcade, but then again he was tweaking hardcore. I guided him through the little maze of booths until we got to one of them that had glory holes on both sides. I told him to strip, which he did without question. I couldn't wait until I could really explore this submissive side to him. I sat on the little chair in the room and pulled the now naked boy into my lap. I opened a new bottle of poppers and held it while TJ took 4 huge hits. Soon a hard cock was poking through one of the holes. "I don't want to do this." He said as soon as his cloudy head figured out what was going on. "Come on boy. Suck off five cocks and you'll get a little treat." I said, dangling a bag of Tina in front of him. "Suck off ten cocks, and there's a fat bag of weed with your name on it." "Yes Sir." He said as he sunk to his knees and crawled to the awaiting cock. I sat back stroking my big cock as I watched my trashy little straight skater boy suck the cocks of total strangers. Once he started, any inhibitions he may have had about sucking cock were long gone. He eagerly sucked each cock that came through the holes and swallowed every load. True to word, after 5 cocks, I told him it was treat time. I laid out a couple of small lines on the dirty cement floor. I handed him a rolled up bill, and he dutifully snorted the lines off the filthy floor of an adult bookstore. Fucking trash. Without even pausing, he started sucking the next cock that came through a hole. I took a little shard and stuck it up his ass. He moaned and gyrated as the T burned his insides. Then I started finger fucking him while he was sucking anonymous dicks. I took out a little thing of lube that I always carry with me and soon had two fingers sliding in and out. By the time he took cock number 10, I had three fingers in his virgin boy hole. And not once did he object. He had taken his 10th cock by 11:30, and we still had an hour and a half. Of course I didn't want to waste my time, and TJ was obviously into sucking any cock he could, so we stayed. After he had drained a couple more cocks I decided I needed some relief myself, but I didn't want to stop TJ from what he was so obviously enjoying, so I went on the prowl hoping one of my regular cumdumps might be around. And as luck would have it, I ran into Tony. He was a skanky 26 year old drug addict and a total bottom. He had been turned out in prison. I liked him because he was small, only 5'6", and no matter how much he got fucked, his little ass gripped my giant cock like a fist. He was skinny and pale with a shaved head and covered in tattoos. And not nice ones either, prison like tattoos. I took him to my booth just as TJ was swallowing his 14th(?) anonymous load. He just looked at us with wild eyes, but didn't say a word. I told Tony to strip and piled his clothes on top of TJ's. I laid out two lines for each of them. Thin ones for TJ, and two fat ones for Tony. Both of the whores snorted the T off of the disgusting floor. TJ went back to sucking cocks. I lubed up my cock and kicked the door open. I felt like having an audience. I don't think TJ even noticed at his point. I sat on the chair and took a nice size shard and shoved it right up into Tony's ass. Then I sat him on my cock, facing away from me. He instantly started riding my huge cock, all the way to the base. Men walked by and stopped to watch the show. Some jerked their cocks. I had two of them shoot their loads onto TJ's head, into his hair. I fucked Tony in a couple different positions before I couldn't hold back and I flooded his guts with my diseased cum. When I finished, I offered his ass up to anyone that wanted it. An elderly man stepped into the booth. I stepped into the hallway and watched as the old man stuck his dick into the willing hole while TJ sucked cock like it was going out of style. Two more people fucked Tony and added their cum to the cumdump. I couldn't wait until TJ was the cumdump. TJ swallowed what I guessed was a about his 20th load. Finally, at 1am, it was time to leave. There weren't a lot of guys left anyway. I told the boys to get dressed and told Tony he was coming with me. I was still horny and needed a boy who could take it rough. Once we got home, I gave TJ his promised fat sack of weed and kicked him out the door. In no time flat, I had double slammed Tony and had my fist buried deep in his cum filled guts.

Two o’clock in the afternoon and my dick was hard in my jock strap as I texted Joe “Right by your house. Wanna fuck?” It took about two minutes for him to answer the text. “YES!!” I put the car into drive and headed over. Knowing his partner’s schedule, I knew we would have about three hours of fucking ahead of us before he got home. When Joe answered the door he was surprised to see me dressed in scrubs with my hospital badge on. “Are we going to play doctor?” “We can if you want,” I said, “but I’m dressed like this 'cause it was the only way to get out of the house. I told Tom I picked up an extra shift. He thinks I’m at work.” “Nice,” he commented as he slipped a finger in my waistband and pulled me close to him, kissing me hard. As we kissed he untied the drawstring on my pants and let them fall to the floor, rubbing my ass and snapping the elastic of the jock against my cheek. He moved his hand to the front of my jock and took great pleasure in knowing my pre-cum was flowing. Joe snared a strand of pre-cum from my cock head, and fed it to me. “Mmmmmmmm,” I said tasting my sweet cum mix with his salty skin, but adding “I’d rather taste yours though.” With that he pushed me down to my knees, undid the fly of his jeans, and pulled out his thick seven inch cock. As it slid on my tongue I could taste his excitement. He forced my head down to his thick bush, making me gag a little on the head of his cock. Every time that I coughed on the size of his cock it would make him harder and harder. After a few minutes of sucking him to a rock-hard state, he lifted be up, took my scrub top and the t-shirt under it off. I managed to get my pants off using only my feet. He leaned me over the back of the couch and spent a few moments feeling the warmth of the crack of my ass. “You know just what I like: jockstrap, sneakers and tube socks.” He loved those striped gym socks from the 70’s that came-up to the knee. Joe knelt behind me, shirtless, his jeans undone, and started to furiously tongue my ass. He had one of those tongues that could go deeper than some dicks. He was a sloppy eater too, getting his spit all over the crack of my ass to the point that it would run down my legs so there was never the need for lube when Joe fucked me. He obviously loved eating ass, because I could see his rock hard cock sticking out of his jeans. After I was good and wet, Joe stood up and positioned his thick cock at the entrance to my ass with the order “Push back on it boy.” Slowly, I pushed against the couch and felt his cock slide into me. It seemed like an eternity as I slowly got used to Joe’s mammoth girth. Finally I could feel his bush against my ass his long heavy balls touching mine, which earned me the remark “Good boy.” At first Joe started out slowly pumping his cock in and out of me, sometimes letting it slip all the way out and shoving it back in, making me whimper a little as my ass had to stretch out again around his cock. As he fucked me he picked up his pace and his pre-cum was taking over the job that his spit had started. The more he fucked me the faster he would go and the more pre-cum he would produce. Every time he pulled away and slammed back into me I could feel his pre-cum and spit spatter between us. My whole ass and his entire crotch were covered in a mixture of pre-cum, spit and ass juice. I knew what was coming next from past experience with Joe. As he got closer to coming he fucked me so hard that it bordered on violence. He had no regard for any pain or discomfort that I might be in and only cared about releasing his load within me. This was when I loved getting fucked by him the most. Faster and faster the strokes came. Every now and then he would accidentally pull back to far and his cock would pop-out completely, and then he would shove it back in with a tremendous force. I could feel our juices dripping down my legs as he grunted “Fucking little slut. Fucking little bitch. Who’s fucking whore are you?” “You are, Sir.” “Fucking right. You’re my whore. My little fucking whore.” Suddenly his strokes got even harder and faster until he slammed into me and pinned me against the back of the couch and held me there. I could feel his balls emptying into my ass. After the first few initial spurts he did a few slow strokes in me to get the rest of the load out, shuddering as the head of his enormous cock rubbed along the inside of my ass. Once he fully withdrew, he snapped out the same order he always gave, commanding “Clean it off bitch.” Instantly I spun around and knelt in front of his dripping engorged cock and took it in my mouth. I could taste his cum, his spit and my ass all mixed together in an intoxicating cocktail. Suddenly I could taste his piss in my mouth. He always gave a little warning shot before giving me the full stream. “Don’t spill any bitch.” He let go with a hot stream in my mouth. I swallowed every drop, which earned me a bit more praise: “Good boy. Stand up.” As I stood he cupped the front of my jock with his hand and licked of the copious amount of pre-cum that had gathered during my impalement on his cock. He kissed me, backing my up to the couch and pushing me over so that my legs were in the air and he had full access to my used hole. He pulled by throbbing cock out from under my jock and let it rest against me as he stuck two fingers in my sore hole. Each time he went in and massaged my prostate, my cock would jump. I went to reach for my cock and got slapped across the face. “That’s my cock to play with, not your's, Bitch. Touch it again and I’ll have to restrain you.” To make sure I didn’t go for it again, I put my hands behind my back and just let him pleasure me. It seemed like forever as he played with my hole and stroke my cock using the cum he had deposited within me. He would get me almost to the point of coming and then let my cock go before I had the chance, repeating this over and over until he knew that the next time I would have no choice but to spew my load all over his living room. Then, just before I blew, he leaned over, took my cock into his mouth and sucked me off, even as he continued to finger my ass. It was all too much for me and I suddenly felt myself coming in his mouth. Once he was sure I was done, he grabbed me by the throat and brought me up to a sitting position. He then kissed me and released all of my cum into my mouth. We must have kissed for ten minutes, exchanging my load back and forth between our mouths. “Come on, let’s go get you cleaned up so you can go to work,” he remarked, enjoying the lie I would give Tom. Of course once in the shower he got hard again so he pinned me against the wall and again impaled me with his thick member. As my hole was swollen from his first attack, the pain was unbelievable, but so was the pleasure. Being a bit of a sadist, he took great pleasure in knowing how painful it was for me as he fucked me faster and faster. Just as I thought I couldn’t take another moment of his fucking, he came in my ass, remaining lodged in my hole until he went soft. Upon withdrawing, a pool of blood and cum dumped out of my ass onto the shower floor. And, as before, he commanded me to swallow his cock until it was thoroughly cleaned. We were in the living room and I was getting dressed when he asked what I was going to do with the rest of my evening. Normally, my partner wouldn’t see me until the following morning. “Guess I’ll go get a bite to eat and see a movie or three,” I said. “I got a better idea. Bend over.” Thinking he wanted to fuck me again, I remarked “We don’t have time for another session.” He slapped me across the face. “Shut the fuck up and do as you’re told.” I bent over the couch, wearing only my jock. “Spread your ass.” I spread my ass and suddenly there was a camera flash behind me. “Got it. Get dressed.” As I got dressed he explained his plan. “I’m going to make a Craigslist ad for you and you’re going to go to whatever address I tell you for the rest of the night. After every stop the guy will take a pic of your hole and send it to me. Once I feel you’ve been fucked enough, I’ll send you a text letting you know that I’m satisfied. At this point you can go home, go eat, or do whatever you want.” When I was finished getting dressed, Joe told me to go to the grocery store down the street from him and wait in my car for instructions. It was about a half hour when I finally got an address texted to me from Joe. I couldn’t help but get hard in my jock again thinking about what or who might be awaiting me at this mysterious address. The address ended up being a mechanic’s shop that I recognized from their advertisements in the local gay magazine. As I pulled into the lot one of the bays opened and a man in his early 50’s wearing a blue mechanic’s overalls unzipped almost to the crotch motioned for me to drive in. Once my car was in the bay the giant steel door closed behind me and the man opened my door and asked “Are you Joe’s whore?” “Yes Sir,” I replied as I got out of the car. He smelled like he had worked hard all day and my eyes couldn’t help but to follow his open zipper down his hairy body to a little patch of pubes sticking out where the zipper came together. “Good answer. Get undressed to your shoes socks and that jock I saw in the pic.” I did as instructed and the mechanic took a minute to fondle me briefly and check out the merchandise. “Follow me.” The mechanic led me to a back room that was dimly lit, all around us were shelves of car parts and in the middle of the room was an empty engine hoist. He took a piece of steel chain that had a clasp at one end and a big ring at the other and put it around my chest. He got the chain pretty tight on me then hook the clasp onto a link of the chain and the ring dangled from the center of my chest. He then pushed me back towards the engine hoist and hooked the ring to it. The whole time he was getting me ready I could see his massive cock growing in his overalls. Once I was secured to the hoist, he unzipped his overalls the rest of the way, slid them off his shoulders and pushed them down to his knees. His cock was longer the Joe’s and about the same enormous girth. “You still got Joe's load inside you?” “Yes Sir.” “Push a little of him out or this is going to hurt like a son-of-a-bitch.” With that the mechanic lifted my calves onto his shoulders and I carefully released a little bit of Joe’s cum. “Good boy.” The mechanic rubbed his hard cock all around my ass and then with one hard motion shoved his cock into my swollen sore hole. I couldn’t help but scream, but he didn’t care all it did was make him harder the more that I screamed. “Yeah, fuckin’ little whore. Like hearin’ you scream like a little bitch.” I would have thought that Joe’s cum would have lubed my ass up better, but there was still a lot of friction between the mechanic’s cock and my innards. With every pump inside of me my cock oozed out more and more pre-cum until it looked as if I had pissed myself. After a good twenty minutes of non-stop pounding the mechanic let out a big scream and I could feel his load shooting inside of me. He didn’t wait to go soft inside of me, instead he pulled his cock out, wiped it off with a blue shop towel and threw it on the floor. He then came over and undid the chain around my chest. “Lean up against that bench over there so I can send Joe his pic.” “Yes Sir.” I bent over the bench and spread my cheeks until I saw the flash of the mechanic’s camera. He led me out to the bay where my car and clothes were waiting for me. As soon as my ass was covered he opened the door and walked back in towards his office. I got in my car and checked my phone for Joe’s instructions. He sent me a text with my latest pic and told me to go to an adult theatre in a seedy part of town. I was to go to the part of the theatre that had the private booths and enter the third one on the right. Arriving at the theatre, I found the third booth on the right and opened the door. A tall skinny redhead was standing in the room playing with a guy’s cock that had come through the glory hole from the booth next door. “Who owns you?” “Joe does. He sent me.” “Lock the door, then come over here and help this guy out.” He waved the partially hard cock coming through the wall at me. I slid the lock in the door and reached for the cock in the wall. The redhead grabbed me by my hair and shoved my face towards the cock. “Suck it you stupid bitch.” I took the cock in my mouth. It was obvious from the saltiness and the pungent odor of sweat that this was somebody who worked outside all day and was just getting off before going home. While I sucked on the cock in the wall, the redhead undid my drawstring and my pants fell to my ankles, murmuring to himself “Nice.” He then spat on my hole then jammed a few fingers in. The next thing I heard was his pants unzipping and him spitting on his cock. Then he slammed the entire length of his cock into my hole, making me tense up and squeeze his cock with my sphincter. “Relax whore. It's not like you haven’t had any cock in there recently.” With him still balls deep inside of me I slowly relaxed and he started to fuck me hard and fast. All the cum from the earlier deposits was sloshing around and making his dick super slick. Meanwhile, there was no longer any question about how hard the cock in my mouth was: it was rock hard and the guy's balls were growing tighter and tighter against the base. Behind me the redhead was breathing hard and telling me how he was going to pump my ass full of jizz. After a few moments more the redhead came in my ass, yanking out his hard cock once he was done pumping his load in me. “Clean off my cock and get that cock inside of you.” As I started to suck the redhead I positioned my ass on the cock coming through the wall and backed up onto it until my ass was firm against the wall. The anonymous partner then started to fuck me hard and it wasn’t long until I heard him moaning on the other side of the wall while his cock pumped another load in me. “Now clean of his cock while I get a pic for Joe.” Once again the familiar flash went off behind me as I cleaned off the stranger’s cock, followed by him unlatching the door and exiting with the door wide open for everyone to see what a whore I was. Just then the manager of the theater happened to walk by and came into the room. He cleared his throat and I stood straight up with a startle. “We don’t allow that sort of thing in here. You’ve got two choices as I see it: I call the cops or I fuck you before you leave.” I didn’t say anything; I just bent over in front of the manager exposing my used hole. “Fuckin’ whore, I knew you’d choose that.” He unzipped, letting his hard cock flop out and hit my ass. He stuck a few fingers in my hole and spread some cum around my hole then he shove his cock in and went to town on my ass. It didn’t take him long before he was squirting jizz in my hole. After he had pulled out and I had cleaned off his cock I asked, “Can you take a pic and text it to my owner?” “Fuck yeah, why not?” I bent over and he took a pic of my ass to send to Joe. This time I was quick to get my pants up and followed the manager out of the booth. When I got back to the car and sat down I could feel my sore hole under me. It was aching from all the use it was getting. I was half hoping Joe would be satisfied when I received his next text. “YOU FUCKING WHORE! YOU LET SOMEBODY USE MY PROPERTY WITHOUT ASKING!! THAT’S GONNA COST YA!” About fifteen minutes later I got a text from Joe. It was to an address on the western edge of town and message saying to speak to Bill at the gate. I put the car in gear and got on the highway headed for my next assignment. To my surprise the address led me to the gate of the state prison. I pulled up to the guard shack and a uniformed officer came out. “Can I help you son?” “I’m looking for Bill.” “I’m Bill.” “Joe sent me.” A smile crept over Bill’s face. “Just a minute.” Bill went back inside the guard shack and talked with the other two guards sitting inside. They both got up and got a good look at me before Bill came back out with the instruction “Park next to that black Chevy over there and I’ll let you in. Make sure your pockets are empty and leave your keys in your car.” I drove over and parked next to a lifted Chevy truck. Then I placed my wallet, keys and phone in the glove box and got out of the car. Bill was sauntering over as I got out. “Put your hands against the vehicle and spread your legs.” Upon hearing this I instantly got hard in my jock again. Unfortunately, Bill was only making the request in order to search me. He patted me down everywhere and when he felt my erection under my pants he said under his breathe, “Fuckin’ faggot.” Once he was satisfied I wasn’t carrying any potential weapons he motioned for me to follow him. We walked for a while passing through two chain-link gates and finally into a building made of concrete block. Towards the end of a long hall we entered an office door with a plaque that read 'WARDEN'. Inside was a modest office suite with two chairs facing the desk, “Sit here and wait for the warden.” I sat down and Bill left the office, locking me in behind him. My erection was still going strong at the thought of being fucked by a warden in a prison. Little did I know what the warden had in mind for me. After a few minutes had passed I could hear shoes against the concrete hallway stop outside the door and then the tumblers in the lock start to turn. The door opened to reveal a mid-fifties man in a suit and tie who proceeded to walk over to the corner of the desk and sit with his legs apart so that one was on the floor and the other dangled off the edge of the desk. This position allows for the thin fabric of his pants to rest tightly against what looked to be an enormous cock and balls. I could help but stare at this man’s big package. He lifted my head by my chin to meet his gaze. “Joe said you were a whore.” “Yes Sir.” “He also said you needed to be punished for letting a stranger use his property.” “Yes Sir.” “Best way I can think to make a whore quite giving it away is to use it up.” “I don’t understand Sir.” “You will, but first I want to use that ass while it’s in one piece.” The warden got up and sat in his big leather office chair. “I want you completely naked and on your knees in front of me.” “Yes Sir.” I stripped and knelt in front of the warden who, meanwhile, had unzipped and pulled his big cock and balls out of his pants. I was absolutely fascinated by his balls as they were bar far the largest, lowest hanging set of nuts I had ever seen on a man. In fact they actually came out of his fly and draped down to the point that they rested on the leather of the chair. “Play with my balls while you suck my cock. I like ‘em pulled on.” Happily I obliged the man and started feverishly sucking on his cock while yanking and twisting his big balls. He didn’t say much except to instruct me to slap his balls a little. Whenever I gave them a light paddle with my free hand his cock would jump in my mouth a put out a drop of pre-cum. After a half hour of sucking his cock the warden wanted my ass. He turned me around and had me lean against the desk long enough to spit on my hole and work some of the loads out of my ass to use for lube. While his dick was only five to six inches in length, his mushroom cock head was amazingly large, and was even more menacing as he was wearing a gauge '0' PA through the hole. It felt awesome as I lowered my sore ass down onto this massive mushroom head and his piercing rubbed exquisitely against the inside of my ass. He let me ride it for twenty minutes, just enjoying myself and having a good time. Then he started to swell up like he was going to cum, that’s when he bent me over the desk and started to really fuck me hard. Within ten minutes or so he was pumping a hot load in my hole. He held my head down on his desk as his cock went soft inside of me. As he was waiting to pull out I heard his desk drawer open and then a sharp stick in my right butt cheek. The next thing I remember was waking up against a cold floor and my hands being cuffed together around something metal. As my eyes gradually cleared I was able to make out that I was in the communal showers. I tried to get up, but whatever I had been drugged with still had an effect over my muscles. Suddenly there was an alarming sounding off and what sounded like a stampeded of men coming towards the recesses of the shower where I was positioned. Sure enough, it had been the morning wake-up bell and the first thing the inmates did apparently was head in for a morning shower. Gradually I mustered enough energy to get myself to standing position just as the first of the men came in. They filled the room like swarming cockroaches and I was suddenly surrounded by muscled prisoners who were all laughing at me. “Hey look what the warden got us for good behavior,” said a tall white skinhead feeling the crack of my ass. As he pulled out a finger with shiny cum all over it he laughed and said, “Fuck it’s been used already.” All the men laughed at me as they stroked their morning hard-ons. “Here’s the deal whore, you’ve pissed off somebody pretty badly and you ain’t gettin’ out of here till we all get a chance to fuck you. So bend that ass over and take what you got comin’ to ya.” I did as I was told and the instant my ass opened up a cock was shoved in it. These guys weren’t so much as fucking me as they were using my asshole in place of their hands. One by one every one of shoved his cock into me, pumping furiously until he came. Given that they all had wanted to fuck me, but also had only a few minutes to also get a shower, the line of men moved quite quickly. As each man came, he would withdraw, soap up his softening cock, rinse off and leave. After an hour of constant fucking by a seemly endless number of men, another bell went off and the inmates left as quickly as they had come in. I stayed frozen in the shower, bent over and watching cum and blood pool at my feet. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye was a familiar pair of leather boots. It was Joe, dressed in a prison guard’s uniform. I must have looked surprised to see him. “Yep, I’m a guard here.” In his hands were my clothes. He took a key from his belt and undid the handcuffs. “Here, get dressed.” “Yes Sir.” I got dressed quickly. “Come on.” Joe led me from the showers and out of the prison through various doors and gates until we finally ended up at my car. “Same time next week and next time I whore you out I better only get pictures from people I’ve given permission to be in that ass.” “Yes Sir.”

Oh man I hit the homeless jack pot. I went to a local park known for its cruising a few years back so I thought I’d try it again. It is in a very rough area and now is basically a homeless camp now.. I entered the park and made some eye contact with a few homeless outside the rest room 1 black guy and one white guy, as I entered one of them kind of nodded at me. I went into the last stall and the black guy followed in and pretended to go to the urinal, the white guy looked in then walked out a few times. I left the stall halfway open I dropped my shorts to my knees and the black guy walked past. I turned around and kind of leaned over the toilet and looked back. He took it as it was, an invitation. He said his friend watches outside for any activity and will let us know if there is a problem. He took out a condom and I said that won’t be necessary. He smiled, and started grinding his cock up against my crack he was thick around 6 inches.. he licked his dirty fingers and stiluck two in my ass then wet his cock with his spit . I was up against the wall standing up and he popped it in. He started a good pace and fucked me for a few minutes. This place stunk and on top of it, he was pretty ripe too .. he finished up blasting inside of me . It felt so dirty lol. When he was done, he asked if I was into multiple loads. I nodded, and he told me to wait where I was. I waited a few minutes listening as a few other guys were using the urinal and stuff chit chatting. A few minutes later the white guy who was watching the door came in and fucked me raw.. If I didn’t have so little time left after they were done I would have stuck around for more. I’m for sure going back

I try not to masturbate too much and aim for every few days. I don't always succeed at that. Sometime I'll jack off daily or twice a day.

ugh I absolutely hate other selfish bottoms. I had this happen to me before in the maze, I was laying down on a bench waiting for some tops to come by. After laying there for 30 mins I hear a noise nearby me. Another selfish bottom decides to post up right behind me to block all the tops from coming to me. Its disgusting and I hope selfish bottoms like that step on a lego.

My phone buzzed and woke me up. It was a good morning text from Trevor. "I want the whole day with you at the house I'm watching, want me to call in sick?" 'Fuck!' I thought, I've never had a full day with him. Only "booty calls" and late night hookups. That could be really fun. "Let's do it, call in sick." I replied. Hell, hopefully this puts an omen in the air and I do get sick. then I can make this boy mine. Part of me is still worried he will chicken out. I showed up to the house and honked. Trevor came out in tiny shorts, and a tank top. You could definitely see the chastity device bulging in the shorts. "Hello Sir, thanks for coming over" he said leaning in to kiss me, in broad daylight, it made me happy. "Where did you get these shorts? They're tiny!" "I took them from my girlfriend, she wears them around the house sometimes, I think she used to wear them for track." "Damn they look better on you I'm sure. you can see the chastity device. So you didn't cum?" "No Sir, it was really hard not to, I haven't had much stimulation so it almost put me over board. I faked cum though, she asked me why there wasn't any cum and I told her I had been masturbating a lot and showed her the device. She was intrigued and confused. She asked me what she is supposed to do about having sex if for some reason we couldn't find the key." "Interesting, maybe she has another cock in mind, your little faggot cock isn't enough" I joked. He shrugged and said "maybe". We went into the house and I asked him, "If we were to do what you had in mind for today, what would we get up to?" "Well... I pictured we'd hang out by the pool, it's pretty private so probably nude?" "uh huh... and?" "Well, I've been fucked before you as you know, and I'd like you to break the record of how many times you cum inside me in a day." "You dirty slut, are you sure you're not gay?! What's the record?!" "5" "You slut", I grabbed him by the hair and took him to the bathroom, "clean yourself out, take off that device and tell me the whole story, then I'm going to hit those balls 1 times for each time that man came in you." Trevor started the story, it was a few years before I met him and he had a hotel room for the first time on his own. "I made an ad on craigslist using my phone and someone answered saying they happened to be close by, I told him the hotel room and waited nude on the bed. I was so nervous, but I was extremely horny and the hotel didn't have internet. When he showed up it was a tall latino guy, he was already hard in his basketball shorts. He told me to get on the bed on all fours on the edge, and he stripped, I didn't see his cock. He immediately lubed up and thanks to my preparation he was able to get in rather smoothly. He was the biggest cock I had up until that point." Trevor was on his hands and knees, a douche kit pressed into his ass, he didn't skip a beat telling his story. He continued: "He went at a steady pace, kept telling me I was the best bottom he has had, and that he had already cum 2 times. I was shocked, it wasn't talked about before but I had hoped he would cum on me, not in me. But the thought of already having two loads turned me on even more. We changed position twice, and after the 3rd and 4th time he laid me down on my stomach and fucked me for what felt like 10 minutes straight. When he finished he rolled off me and said he had never cum 5 times in one go, and repeated that I was the best bottom he has had. He told me he had to piss and would go." I was a weird mixture of jealous and ridiculously hard and turned on. I'll be breaking 5 today that's for sure. He stood up in front of me as I sat on the toilet seat listening. I got up and he sat down, I pulled his cock out from the toilet seat and as he let the water out of his ass I pulled on his balls. The water was clear, wow. I pulled him off the seat by his balls, "Is that it? Sit on my cock, make me cum and finish your story." "No, I asked him if he had even pissed on a guy, or if he'd like to see me drink it. He said he never had but totally wanted to try it. I went to the tub and he started to piss on me. my hair, my body, I opened my mouth and he pissed in it. While I swallowed he let the stream hit my face." He was doing a beautiful job bouncing up and down, clenching his ass as he went up, and loosening his ass as he dropped down. As he told me he didn't even learn this guys name, and never knew if the guy was clean but that he didn't care, I grabbed his hips and pulled him down for the first load of the day. "Damn boy, that was a hot story, I'm glad you told me. I'm a little jealous but as you can tell I'm very horny. I'll let you choose how I hit your balls." I pulled him off me by the balls and he let out a soft moan as he turned and went in for a kiss. "How ever you want to Sir." he said as he broke the kiss. "Are you sure? You got me pretty worked up" I said pulling his balls again. "I am hitting you 5 times, so you have to take them, no running away. If you want me to stop, I will, but only after the 5th one." "They're yours to abuse" "On your hands and knees", he quickly got down on the floor. I placed my foot against his balls and he dropped his head in anticipation. I grabbed the bottle of lube and lubed up my cock, got down on the floor behind him and slowly pressed into his ass. "Who's cock is bigger, mine or that fucker that has the record." "You do" he moaned. I pulled out, grabbed his balls and with a flat hand slapped them harder than I have before. he jumped but didn't pull away, and took a deep breath. I entered him again, and he was much tighter, "interesting", I thought. "If you're lying to me I won't hold back next time." "You're bigger, thicker." he moaned. I grabbed a bottle of poppers and handed them to him, he took 1 hit and dropped his head again. His hole loosened up and I railed into him, he's going to get his first load today. I kept a steady pace, and bounced off his perfect bubble butt. I came as deep as I could and pulled out quickly with a pop. I stood up, played with his balls again with my foot, and gave him a light kick, making his cock bounce, I could see pre-cum on the tip. He dropped his upper body to the floor, but didn't shy away. "To the bed, on your back on the edge" I grabbed the maximum impact and a towel, and followed. He was holding his knees to his chest like a good bottom, I came into the room and sprayed the poppers, placing the towel over his nose. I shoved it into his mouth and pushed my still hard cock into his opening hole. As I fucked his ass, his cock was semi hard, dripping precum on his stomach, his balls bouncing back and forth, I kept a steady pace again, and punched his unprotected, vulnerable balls. His hole squeezed my cock in response, I sped up the pace and hit him harder. He moaned and his legs started to close as his hole squeezed my cock again. I came, a second time deep inside him. He eyes looking backward, towel in his mouth, looking like he liked it but it hurt. I pulled out, slapped his thigh, "Bend over the bed" he did as he was told. I ripped the towel from his mouth, sprayed it again and shoved his face into the towel and the bed. "I'm going to knee your balls. If you want it harder, like a good slut, you let me know. I lined up behind him with my knee. and with a foots wind up, drove it into his balls. He grunted and said something into the towel and bed, I pulled him up by the hair. "What slut?" "1 more, harder" he groaned. I took the poppers, put it under his nose and sprayed one more spray into the towel. he laid his head down on the bed and nodded. I lined up again, and this time put my body into it. I kneed his balls and he grunted into the towel, and slowly curled up onto the bed. His balls red, slightly swollen and still exposed behind him. "Too hard?" I asked. "Just right" he replied, "Thank you Sir" "You're welcome, that was only 3 times in your ass by the way" He smiled with his eyes closed, "I know, we have all day" I left him on the bed, went out to the kitchen, made myself a drink and went outside to the pool to tan and relax. "He'll be mine for sure, he never saw or asked about the biohazard mark" I thought to myself as I drifted off.

Extremely hot story, but then I am partial to incest since my I seduced my father when I he was drunk to turning me into his human urinal and ruthlessly fucking my face and ass

Enough to keep me going; not enough to satisfy.

I’ve been chatting to a very hairy 49 yr old married Spanish guy called Alvaro. He’s very closet bi and only ever had his fat veiny 8” uncut dick sucked a handful of times by guys. Sex with his wife is basically nonexistent and since chatting he decided he wanted to fuck a guys arse & asked if he could fuck me. Obviously I said yes and we arranged to meet this afternoon (Friday) so he could fuck me. He was a little nervous to come to mine and his wasn’t an option so I suggest a very secluded spot I knew in the local cruising woods. He picked me up just after 1:30pm and gave him directions so we could park off the main road and discreetly slip into the woods. It was a 5 minute walk to my secluded spot and his big dick was rock hard and bulging in his jeans, we’d agree to just get down to the fucking instead of any foreplay. I took my joggers and boxers off as he got his big fat dick out, he took his t shirt off and his jeans & boxers were down to his knees! His athletic body is covered in long thick black man fur with the odd grey hair. I’d told him how to slip lube my hole and his dick which he started doing as soon as i got bent over leaning against a tree. I got rock hard as I felt his wet foreskin start rubbing against my hole the he started to push inside me! Slowly he pushed in balls deep and groaned as he held my waist. He stated to fuck my hole groaning as he said how good it felt, he then stopped saying “ fuck I’m so close already “ I looked back at him and told him it was ok, I wanted his cum in me and he we’d just start again after. He started thrusting in me again and after a few seconds he was blasting a huge load inside me! His dick pumped hard and he groaned loudly as his load filled my gut, feeling him fill me up made me shoot my load too which really turned him on. He was still hard when he pulled out and after a few minutes of me sucking his dick he was ready to fuck me again. He fucked me 2 more times shooting anther two big loads inside me, the third time I got him to tell me he was putting his baby in my belly which made me orgasm hard as he bred my cunthole. He’s keen to meet again and so am I, I’m also keen to see if he’ll let me play with his gorgeous hairy arse. 😋

It’s fun to take a family virginity LOL

Woof can't wait for more this story is so hot

Got bred by a can collector in Stanley park last night while he was talking to himself lol

Cleanup on Aisle 9 I hadn't heard anything from Dragonboy after getting busted by the head doorman. I started heading out at different times to check each of the other doormen out but none had let on they were the admirer of the staircase video. I needed to get a few things from the store and threw on a jock, track pants, a tight fitting tee and the obligatory mask and walked the four blocks to my local grocery store. Just like the past few months, everyone was dressed down except for a few of the older ladies in the neighborhood. While not dressed as well as I was a month before, I still looked better than 90 percent of the other customers. I made my way through the store, collecting everything in my plastic basket until I got to the produce section. After getting stuff for salads and other healthy snacks I eyed a pile of good looking melons. Setting the basket down I pulled one out and checked it over. Several marks on the skin told me it had lived a rough life and to look for another. "No wonder these are on sale, a few more days and these will be in the dumpster" I thought as I picked up my fifth one. What looked really good on top was almost rotten on the bottom and I sunk several fingers on each hand into the overly ripe fruit. "Fuck!" I muttered quietly, but loud enough for several people to turn to stare at me. I looked around and there was nothing to wipe my slimy fingers on. I hooked my arm under the basket and headed off to the restroom. I set the basket down on the floor and pushed the door open with my back, holding my hands up. I backed into the restroom and heard a noise behind me. As I turned, I saw two blond twinks fucking over the toilet. There wasn't a divider between the toilet and the rest of the surprisingly large room, so I could see both of them. Neither looked overly surprised to be caught mid-fuck and they just kept on going. I washed my hands off and then turned my attention to the free porn show. While the top glanced over at me when I went into the room, now that I was looking at them he stared back with a large toothy grin. They both looked pretty vanilla for risking a grocery store bathroom fuck with the door unlocked. Both were unmasked, wearing tee shirts (the bottom's was pushed up almost to his pits) and had the obligatory grey sweatpants pushed down to their knees. While I could picture them at a dance club in more normal times, here they just looked like your average college or post college twinks. They didn't seem to have any piercings or tats that would give them an edgier look. Hell, even their hair was conservative. The top guy looked to be a couple inches taller than the bottom but that was about the end of their differences, except that the top was a lot more aggressive. "Damn, you're hot" he said as he kept pounding the shorter one. When I looked closer, the bottom had a butt plug stuffed in his mouth. The top kept drilling the bottom as he looked at me. "With that bulge you gotta be packing... I'd love to watch you fuck my boyfriend" he said. The bottom looked over with a worried look on his face, but didn't say anything. "Nah, that's probably a bad idea" I said as I finished wiping my hand off on the paper towel before tossing it in the trash can. As I turned to leave the top said "Come on dude... He's only had white dick and not a lot of it. Show him what he's missing. He's already lubed with one load..." I stopped and waited a moment and he begged "Breed him... you won't regret feeling this tight hole around your cock." I thought about it a second more, flicked the lock on the door and walked over to the two of them. The top guy pulled his dick out of the bottom and I watched a small glob of cum drip on to the floor. After pulling my tee off, I tossed it on the floor behind me and pushed my track pants down a bit to let the top see my bulging jock. "Fuck" he said. He didn't have anything to be ashamed of with his still hard seven inches poking straight out of his body, slick with spit and cum. "Pull it out and suck it" I said. His boyfriend was still bent over with his hands braced on the wall as he strained his neck to look back and see his boyfriend sink to his knees. "I... I... I don't normally suck dick" the top protested, but still got in position in front of me. He pulled the pouch back and let my partially hard dick fall out of the side. He gasped and then said "Holy fuck!" The bottom let out a whimper as he watched his boyfriend reveal my semi-hard cock and freshly filled balls. "Mmmm, uncut too" the top muttered quietly as he pulled my foreskin back. The way his lips and tongue started to work my cock told me that despite his comment about not sucking dick, he had done a lot of it. Once he got my cock fully hard, I jabbed my shaft into the back of his throat and made him gag. I jabbed my dick a couple more times before pulling my stiff cock out and slapped it across his cheek. My intent was solely to make sure he knew he wasn't the alpha anymore. I stepped closer to the bottom who was now nervously shaking. I laid a hand on the bottom's left butt and told the top "On your knees, over here" pointing to a spot on the floor. "I want you to see how a real cock fucks and knocks up your boyfriend." I didn't spit or add any type of lube to my cock or the bottom's hole. The cum and spit he had gotten before was all he needed. I heard the bottom mumble something around the butt plug in his mouth. I thought I knew what he said and replied "Condom? Do I look like I got a condom on me? Besides, your boyfriend wants to see me breed you and I can't do that with a condom on." At this point, I had my foreskin pulled back and the precum and spit covered cock head nestling into his cum soaked hole. It was picture perfect and I should have pulled out my phone and snapped a shot of my thick, dark cock about to squeeze past the puffy red ring surrounded by his pale, hairless white ass. He was tight and while he had been taking his boyfriend's cock easily when I walked in, three things conspired to make it this tight - there was time for his hole to contract while his boyfriend sucked me, his nervousness and his boyfriend's cock was considerably thinner than mine. It would fit eventually but not without some discomfort. I pushed in and after a several seconds the head started to descend. The top's eyes were glued on me and I knew he couldn't see my cock enter his boyfriend even when he stretched and craned his neck. I could have let him stand, but I wanted him to know he was my beta and his place was on his knees. The bottom cried out behind the plug gagging his mouth and his body shook more vigorously but I kept going. Once the head slipped past the outer ring I paused. I could hear him pant and in a usual fuck I would tell his boyfriend to give him some poppers. But this wasn't a bathhouse or a bedroom and I figured that any poppers would already be out if they had them. Giving more pressure, my cock slowly pressed inside, inch by inch. "You can do it babe" came the encouraging words from the top. I ignored him and drove in deeper until I hit a barrier sooner than I expected. The sounds from the bottom were a little more strident now as I pushed a little harder without getting anywhere. I worked my hips a bit, getting my cock to massage the inner ring and after a minute felt him start to open up. One quick thrust planted the last of my cock deep inside him and generating a loud groan. "Shhh. Keep quiet or I'll give you a reason to scream" I scolded him. The top was now stroking his cock as he watched me, my raw, poz cock buried inside his boyfriend's ass. With the groaning down to a softer level, my cock withdrew about half way and then plunged back in. He stifled his groan this time and I picked up the pace. His hole felt good with his boyfriend's load coating my dick and getting churned up, no doubtedly getting pushed deeper than it ever had. The top stroked with my pace. The faster I plowed the faster he tugged on his dick. When I slowed down, he did too. "You better not waste any of your cum on the floor" I told him and he nodded quickly and replying quietly "Yes, sir." As much as I wanted to keep driving into the bottom's silky hole all day, I knew I needed to get out before we were discovered. My strokes got longer and before long the bottom felt almost the entire length of my shaft as my hips planted themselves on his ass. With my orgasm starting to rise, I slammed in and ground my hips on his now sweaty ass. When I did it the second time, my balls told me they weren't waiting any longer. Based on the groan from the bottom guy, he felt my cock start to swell inside him and knew he was about to get bred. All I got was a short little final thrust as I began to spew my toxic cum deep inside him. After two shots, I felt his own orgasm take over and his outer ring milked the viral cream from my balls and I pulled back a few inches. "Take it bitch... feel my seed fill you up?" I asked him as he heaved and gasped followed by a sultry moan. We stood there a few moments after both of had shot our last spurt. I looked down and the top's eyes were wide open and his hands were away from his cock. Looking over the floor, I made sure that the top hadn't dumped his own load before I patted the bottom on the shoulder and said "Hungry bitch aren't you?" and got a muffled "Mmmhmm." Turning back to the top, I said "On your feet. I don't want him to lose any of my seed and you're going to fuck it in." He nodded and when he moved closer I slowly pulled my cock out. There was a sheen on my dick and some froth matting my pubes down. It was tempting to make the top clean me off but I wanted to see him stuff his dick into the bug filled soup inside his boyfriend. I moved to the side of them and looked down. He had no problem sliding back into the stretched out hole, aided by the mixture of our loads. His pale, thin cock tentatively pushed in, both of us watching it disappear. The top let out a moan as he bottomed out. I grinned, knowing he had no clue what was now coating his cock. When he didn't start to fuck his boyfriend right away, I told him "Come on... fuck him. I know you got another load in ya." Licking a pair of my fingers, I reached down and squeezed one into the tops hole and curled it into a hook. Tugging gently, he got the hint and slowly pulled back and then plowed into the bottom. I added a second finger and felt him fuck himself back on them and then drive back into his boyfriend. I let him fuck about a minute and then moved behind him. My cock was still rock hard and ready to find another hole to defile. He gasped when I pulled my fingers free from his ass and then yelled out "Fuck! No!" when the tip of my cock touched his hole. I dripped some spit on his ass, just above my cock, when he bottomed out again inside his boyfriend. My hand grabbed the back of his neck and I pushed my dick hard. When it didn't go in, I let up and did it again. My hand snaked its way around and covered his mouth as I gave a harder thrust and breached the entrance. "Damn, you're tight" I snarled into his ear as he yelled out. When his protests died down, my hand moved back and grasped the back of his neck. "FUCK! NO! I'm not a bottom!" he cried out. "You're both my bitches now. I want your ass and I'm gonna get it" I whispered into his ear. My other hand wrapped around his stomach and I pulled us back a few inches, leaving him only half inserted into his boyfriend. "Fuck yourself on my dick" I commanded. It took a few seconds but he started to do as he was told. Between him getting used to my girth and the precum that was dripping into his chute, the pains in his moans started to disappear. A few minutes later, I started to rock my hips and we got into a good motion. A few times I would slam into him, pinning him between his boyfriend and me. When he sped up I knew he wasn't going to last much longer and sure enough I soon felt his ass spasm around my cock as he dumped another probably neg load into his boyfriend. With him planted into the bottom, I kept plowing his hole. I never did get all the way in, but it didn't matter. His virgin or nearly virgin hole was now a wrecked and fertile chute, ready to accept my bug inside him forever. I held off, hearing him cry out in pain again as my shaft slammed in repeatedly, digging into as many directions as it could. I heard a page over the intercom in the store and remembered I needed to finish up. I drilled faster and finally let my balls have the release they so badly wanted. If anything, the shots were stronger than when I bred his boyfriend and I knew the top guy felt it when he cried out "Oh fuck!" Ropes of hot jizz filled him up and it was a big load which I could feel around my shaft. I bent him over his boyfriend and gave a few final humps. My sweaty chest was firmly against the top's back and his chest was on the bottom's back. I reached around and pulled the plug from the bottom's mouth, feeling it scrape on his teeth. "Mmmm, should be the right size. It will hold my juice in" I thought looking at the spit covered plug. I pushed it into the top's hole just as I pulled my cock out. I even caught some of the dark cum with it and forced it back where it belonged. "Hope it takes. Never enough charged tops around" I thought. He let out a yelp when the plug's widest part locked itself inside him. "Leave it in a while" I told them as my hand grasped his neck and gave it a firm squeeze. Moving back over to the sink, I grabbed a few paper towels and wiped my dick off. While there was a little brown on it, I saw enough red to know he was going to be receptive to my special sauce. The two of them were still frozen in the same position, no doubt coming to grips with what just happened. I stayed quiet as I tucked my cock back into the jock, grabbed my tee and dressed back up. My mask was pretty moist from my heavy breathing, but still properly covering my nose and mouth. "That's my idea of a safe fuck" I thought to myself. Unlocking the door, I smiled back at them and gave out a short sinister laugh. "Hope you're on PrEP" I said back to them as I walked out the door. There were only a few things I still needed to get and thankfully no one had walked off with my basket. Calmly, I walked through the store picking up the last items on my list and checked out. I walked out of the store and made it half a block away when I heard a noise behind me and saw two guys running out of the store and look up and down the street. The colors of their clothes matched the sweats and tees the twinks were wearing, so I ducked down the alley to get back to my place without having to answer fifty questions from my latest fucks.

Room 1107: Round 2 My phone rang and it was Tim. I gave him the room number and when I opened the door, there stood Tim, his dad and a nerdy twink. "Hey, this is the guy I told you about, Cole. He's mostly a bottom but was eager to try topping a chaser" Tim said. His dad looked at me a little suspiciously but didn't say anything other than a somber "Hi." "Hi Cole. Only two rules tonight, have fun and drop at least one load in the guy" I said. "Thanks..." Cole replied, staring at me intensely. A few seconds later he added "Uh... you look familiar." I thought I knew what he was talking about but I played coy. "Tim said you live in our building, so you've probably seen me heading in or out whenever I get out of my cave" I said chuckling, trying to break the ice. "Yeah, must be" he replied but the look in his eyes told me it was from another time. Maybe he did remember me walking down the hall after I fucked his dad. The three came in and started to strip. I spent most of my time watching Cole. He wasn't the type of guy I ever hooked up with. At 18, he was too young. His face was still covered in peach fuzz, not a beard or any real facial hair. His light brown hair was a little long on top with the sides closely cropped. A small stud earring adorned his left ear and as he got naked I found that was the only decoration on his pasty, white, thin body. The only other hair I saw was under his pits and his pubes. Thankfully he didn't shave those too and look even younger. For a moment I thought about asking for an ID, just to make sure he was legal, but decided to take Tim's word for it. His cock was soft and small and I hoped he was going to be able to get hard and fuck. I hadn't noticed Tim's dad head toward the bottom guy and only realized he was taking the first turn when the bottom grunted as the dad pulled the butt plug out of the bottom's ass. Seconds later, Tim's dad's bare cock was sliding into the slightly sloppy hole. I watched a moment and then glanced over at Tim and Cole. They were standing there watching Tim's dad fuck, stroking their cocks and soon Tim was egging him on. "Breed the fucker, dad. Knock his neg ass up" Tim called out. I wondered if Tim found it weird to watch his dad fuck, but then remembered Tim saying he had fucked his dad a few times after he converted so probably not. Most of the time I had seen Tim's dad in the bathhouse, he was bottoming. There were only one or two times I could remember seeing him top. It looked like he was having fun fucking the bottom guy, though. He drilled hard then softer, fast then slower. I watched the dad's butt flex which made the biohazard tat on his ass contort. We had a couple hours to get the four of us to drop a load or two, so there wasn't a rush but Tim's dad seemed to have a sense of urgency to his fuck. Sure enough, a few minutes later he was emptying his balls into the bottom with just a few grunts and groans. There was no drama to it, he just did his job and saved the emotion for someone he actually cared about. Tim pushed Cole gently towards the bed and I could see the nervousness in his whole body. His dick was hard, though, and the bottom had plenty of lube. He looked around and saw the three of us watching him but the bottom still had his face buried in the bed. "You got this. Poz his ass up" Tim said, trying to reassure him. Cole lined his dick up, took a deep breath and shoved his cock in. The moan that came out of Cole was surprising since it had a little bit of a sinister growl to it. All of his unsure demeanor when he walked in seemed to melt away once he felt that neg hole wrapped around his cock. He started plowing, going slow for the first few thrusts and then picked up his speed quickly after that. Moving closer to Tim, I asked in a whisper "first time topping?" and Tim shook his head no, and then showed two then three fingers while shrugging his shoulders. With the guy's loose hole, I could tell Cole was pulling all the way out and then driving back in to the root each time. Many inexperienced guys have problems lasting before they shoot and Cole was no different. From the moment he slid his dick in to the point where he yelled out "FUCK!" and pumped his newly charged seed into the guy was less than ten minutes. The twink that walked away was a very different twink that nervously dipped his cock into the bottom. He had done his first group fuck and proved to himself he wasn't too nervous to perform. Cole walked back towards us exuding confidence and had a huge grin on his face. Tim high-fived him as he went to take his turn. I saw Cole's cock hard for the first time and he was one of those in the "grower" category. Hard, he was at least six and a half inches, uncut, plump and veiny. Tim was not lacking in confidence and started by stuffing a pair of fingers into the bottom guy's ass and coating them with slime. Moving up to the bottom's head, he fed the cum covered fingers to the bottom who eagerly licked them clean before muttering "oh fuck." I guessed that the coppery taste told him just how fucked he was at this point and the day was only half over. Tim chuckled and took his place and then grabbed the bottom's legs and twisted, barking out "On your back, pig." The bottom rolled over and raised his muscular legs which Tim positioned on his shoulders. He stared down and smiled just before he pushed his cock in. Unlike the two before him, he took his time fucking the bottom. Tim and I had never talked about what he liked to do for sex. I assumed at our first meeting he was just a bottom that wanted to get pozzed up like his buddy from college. But I'd seen more of his top side once my bug had taken hold of his body. He must have been versatile all of his short sex life and all I had seen was him getting what he wanted. I wouldn't call him selfish, but he knew what he wanted and made sure he was satisfied and less concerned about his partner. Tim's movements were that of a seasoned top, with confidence and determination. In fact, he looked to be a lot more comfortable fucking the bottom than his dad did. "God, all that poz jizz feels so good on my dick" he said, slamming his cock into the bottom. "It might even be swimmin' in your blood right now" he continued. A few more hard thrusts and he added "No turnin back now. In a few weeks you're gonna have poison in those balls." Tim gave the guy's balls a firm squeeze before thrusting in hard. The bottom whimpered and if he didn't know his fate this morning, he did now. Tim began to pound the guy's ass, leaning forward and pushing his legs back. Their eyes were locked and the bottom began to whimper and whine louder. "oh... fuuuckkk... oh my god... oh shit... Please..." the bottom cried out. "Please what? Pull out?" Tim asked quietly. "No... Nooo... Please... Breed me... Breed... Me... HARD!" the bottom begged. On cue, Tim planted his cock in deep and let his toxic cum flood the guy. Both of them moaned loudly as Tim's balls emptied their viral juice into his gut. He had fucked longer than his dad and Cole combined and looked ready for more. He stayed inside a few moments and then pulled his cock out and walked back towards the rest of us with a look of satisfaction on his face. No one said anything and it was then that I saw the tattoo on Tim's pec for the first time. It looked really good on him and I liked the symbolism of the black widow spider instead of using the standard scorpion or biohazard symbol. It looked even more sinister with the fresh black ink and the marks indicating each of his victims. I looked at it a moment too long and Cole nudged me to break me out of my trance and head to add my second load into the bottom. Runninbkbb laid there on the bed, holding his legs back and offering up his well bred pussy for another fuck. I slid in easier this time than in the earlier session, no doubt aided by more cum and the other cocks that had stretched him out. Once inside deep, I hammered him for half a minute and pulled out, shoving three fingers into the gaping hole. Twisting them around, I let my fingernails dig in, giving another entrance for our bugs to invade his helpless body. He groaned loudly but didn't fight me off. A half dozen twists of my wrist later and I drove my cock back in. My body leaned over him, my hands braced on his legs while my hips began to roll. The strokes got longer and harder and the bottom started to grunt each time I slammed into him. I kept drilling him like this for fifteen or more minutes, varying the speed and going from hard to harder with my thrusts. When I felt my balls start to tighten, I slowed down the pace but rammed in even harder. I leaned in, getting my face less than a foot from his and snarled. "What you want, fucker? More of this dick or the virus inside my balls?" I growled. "Both, sir!" he yelled back. I chuckled and replied "Right answer, pig" before pounding him fast and deep. The bed was squeaking and he was slowly moving to the center of the bed. I was following him though and when I couldn't wait any longer, I drove in to the base and let the cum fly. The bottom let out a cry as my cock throbbed and added to the demon seed already inside him. Each spurt shot in deep, past his battered inner ring. The bottom's cock was oozing cum all over his stomach and his ass was milking as much of my jizz as he could get. All of my fears of him canceling or not being able to take it were for naught. He was just as committed as we were. I pulled my still hard cock out and backed away. Tim's dad moved in for his second fuck and I found myself next to Cole. He turned to me as the dad grunted while bottoming out. Cole grinned and said quietly "I'd love to watch you fuck my dad like that. He's into darker guys." "Oh, how do you know what he likes?" I asked. "He's forgotten to close all the browser windows and clear the history on the laptop. It's kinda hot to see what kind of porn he watches and sites he visits" he replied with a wicked grin. Tim's dad growled out, seeding the bottom a second time. Cole licked his lips before he walked over to the bottom and shoved his cock in, pounding him right away. Like before, he didn't last long and in less than five minutes was dumping more of his fresh poz twink seed into the bottom guy. With the last pulses finished, Cole slapped the bottom's ass and said "Enjoy the flu" before walking back to our group. Tim pulled the bottom back to the edge of the bed, stuffing his rigid shaft back inside. He drilled with renewed energy, jabbing his cock in one direction for a few strokes then changing it up. Like before, he lasted longer than Cole and his dad, but this was shorter than his earlier fuck. With another load planted inside, Tim laughed and said "That's one hungry poz cumdump." He pulled out and walked back to us, giving each a fist pump. With no one coming over to fuck him again, the bottom let his legs down and then rolled on to his stomach in the middle of the bed. Tim and Cole went into the bathroom and I heard some giggling over the sound of the shower. When they came out I had just finished brushing the bottom's hole for the second time. The bristles on the brush were now dark pink as was the cum dripping out of the hole. The three of them got dressed and I tossed on my pair of shorts before glancing at my phone to see how long we had before the next guys would be there. I plugged the bottom's phone in, having drained a lot of battery while filming the action. So far I'd gotten pics and videos of each dick that went in the bottom's hole and the cum filled hole that they had wrecked. I needed to recharge too and I laid back on the bed for a quick nap.

About a year ago I was at a transgender bar on a Monday night. They had no other customers so they drew the curtains and suggested we get naked. The bargirl forced me to suck her off then proceeded to blow her load in my ass. Hadn’t been topped and used in awhile it was nice. Still naked, we continued to have some drinks then the owner of the bar walks in and joins us. After hearing I had been the cum dump for the evening she does the same to me. Had taken 3 tranny loads that evening and given none even tho I’m mostly top. They knew that and did it to tease me. Thought it was hot.

Part-2 Things pretty much stayed the same for the next few weeks. Every two to three days TJ was up in my apartment when he needed more weed. And I was more than happy to keep supplying him as long as I got to suck that big 19 year old cock. Maybe suck is too nice of a way to put it. TJ was very aggressive and loved the fact that I had no gag reflex as he pounded his pierced cock down my very receptive throat. He loved to bury himself balls deep and hold my head tight against his hairy crotch as he pumped his huge loads of teenage cum right down my esophagus. And I loved every second of it. And because he was young and horny, he was always good for two loads. And I always rewarded him well for his stud service. I even got him to strip naked everytime while I serviced him fully clothed by offering him more weed. He may have technically been the rough trade, swapping his body for drugs, but I was the one who felt like the dirty whore, and I loved it. So after a few weeks of this, I decided it was time to take it to the next level. I gave TJ a soda laced with G. Not enough to knock him out, (although I do enjoy playing with a unconcious boy. There's few things dirtier than fucking and breeding a passed out boy, filling him up with my babies.) but enough to have him loose and vulnerable. So after he finished his soda and we had emptied a couple of bongs, he was high as fuck as he reclined, buck naked in all his scruffy, pierced and tattooed white trash glory. I began to slowly suck his cock, taking my time with it as I massaged his balls and taint. TJ just moaned as he limply laid back on the couch. I made slow love to his cock as I slowly pulled his skinny body over the edge of the couch and started to roll him over. "Dude, what are you doing?" He slurred. "You're not going to fuck me!" "Sssshhhhhhh." I silenced him. "I'm not going to fuck you, I promise. I just want to show you a new pleasure." I reassured him as I pulled out another baggie of weed. This time it was a full 1/4 oz. TJ looked at it with glassy eyes before he reached for it with an unsteady hand, grabbing it and clutching it to his chest. "All right," he mumbled, "you can touch it, but I don't get fucked." "Not yet you whore." I thought to myself as I handed him the loaded bong. TJ took a couple of more big hits as I got a real good look at his ass. His cheeks were covered in a light brown fuzz, and his crack was filled with a dense fuzzy trail. My mouth watered as I slowly spread him open, getting a look at his asshole for the first time. A musky smell hit my nostrils as I gazed down at his hairy brown hole. My cock was rock hard as my mouth moved toward his soon to be discovered pleasure spot, knowing I was about to be the first person to touch that promised land. My tongue lightly tickled his hairy hole and he gasped in surprise. I flicked at his brown pucker and blew on his hairs as he lightly moaned. Then I started licking his hole as his moans grew louder and longer. I planted my mouth against his shitter and really went to town. I sucked and nibbled on TJ's straight boy pussy, showing him for the first time in his young life just what a pleasure center his asshole was. He totally took me by surprise when he reached back and spread his cheeks apart, giving me better access. "Oh fuck dude!" He panted. "Eat my ass you dirty faggot! Oh fuck that feels good! Eat my hole!" And eat it I did. I stuck my tongue in him, past his anal ring which brought more moans and more dirty talk from him. I ate him out for probably 15 minutes before he groaned, "Dude, I'm gonna cum!" I quickly flipped him over as I wet my index finger and jammed it right up his straight skater boy cunt, hitting his prostate. He let out a howl of ecstasy as he grabbed my head and skull fucked me before shooting another one of his big loads down my throat. TJ collapsed back onto the couch in a sheen of sweat as the last drops of his cum dribbled onto my tongue, allowing me to taste the trashy young studs semen. "Dude, I gotta piss." He announced with his dick still in my mouth. "Do it here." I mumbled around his cock. "No way dude! I ain't fuckin doing that!" I was on a pure lust high and quickly grabbed another 1/8 and held it up. "Do it!" I demanded. "Give me your piss!" TJ paused for second before snatching the weed out of my hand. "God damn you're a disgusting queer. All right faggot, get your mouth on my dick!" I trembled with excitement as I took him back into my mouth and waited. It took him a few moments, but eventually a small stream started, which quickly became a large stream. I had trouble keeping up and piss dribbled out of my mouth onto his hairy legs. "Oh fuck dude." He groaned as he experienced another new erotic sensation, that of a warm mouth around his cock as he expelled his urine. "Oh yeah you dirty fag. Drink my piss you nasty bitch. Drink it all you dirty piss drinking faggot bitch!" As TJ verbally abused me, I reached down to my rock hard cock, and in just a few strokes, I was shooting off into my shorts as the last of TJ's piss flowed into my mouth.

Did some partying with a guy and ended up getting fucked by him but he didn't finish the job. I had fun but was still really fucking horny and still very high from smoking with him and couldn't stop thinking and getting fucked to completion and ended up hanging around between the truck stop and hotel parking lots up the street from my house. Was leaning on the fence between them pretending to be looking at my phone but also being very obvious that I was rubbing my crotch. A trucker pulled into the lot and looked right at me and then parked. He walked right past me going towards the hotel but turned around before getting there and went past me again and then asked if I was broken down or something and I quickly replied. " Or Something " and he laughed saying I could hang out in his truck until he had to get back on the road and i jumped at the chance. Once inside the sleeper cab he asked and I told him i had been smoking earlier and got half fucked and was desperate to finish the job. In no time flat he had me naked with his cock in my hole and talking really dirty to me telling me how much of a fucking whore I was for hanging around a truck stop looking for cock like some kind of lot lizard and i just kept saying yes yes i don't care what you say to me just please don't stop fucking me until after you dump your load inside me and that was all it took and he grabbed my hips and started grunting and i felt everything! The heat and wetness of his cum, the pulsing of his cock and the ecstacy of getting bred by a total stranger.

This reminds me of traveling before the Internet and staying with friends of gay friends. The assumption was that the visitor was willing to get fucked or suck off the buddy’s dick. Often, I shared a bed with my host. We both slept naked, as I do now. It was fairly common for the host to wake up earlier and put my legs on his shoulders, lube up my anus, and start fucking me. I woke up as my hole was stretching and he was sliding his dick up my ass. It felt so good.

I was 13 with my tennis teacher 22 yold

14 by my mom’s 50-something year old uncle.

Part 36 Rob awoke the following morning to the sound of the door of his room opening. He lined himself up at the cage door prepared to exit for his morning workout at the gym. However it wasn’t Tanner that entered the room, it was Nick. “Relax pig, we need to have a little chat,” Nick informed. Nick pulled up a chair, sat down and propped his feet up on the top of the cage. Nick started his conversation with, “We need to make a little change with this arrangement.” “First off, I have to say that your conversion to a cum dump has been very profitable for us.” ”However we are starting to reach a point of diminishing returns and your upkeep it starting to approach what you’re bringing in.” Of course that statement wasn’t telling the whole story. It did cost money to feed Rob and keep him high on meth, but the money coming in from parties, private sessions and the internet pay-for-view clips of Rob were covering those costs. In fact they far exceeded them. Nick continued, “Your archived clips on the website are still very popular but members are starting to ask for fresh meat.” Rob wasn’t sure of the implications but he was getting scared as Nick continued to talk. “I see that scared look in your eyes; forget about those rumors you may have heard of us dumping naked sluts off deep in the swamp to fend for themselves once they have outgrown their usefulness.” “Personally I think the stories on the news about people wandering into the bayou, getting lost and becoming gator chow are very over exaggerated.” “The good news is that someone is interested in…... Well, let’s say taking over your contract.” As he was talking, Nick sent a quick text on his phone. A moment later, Jerry from the leather shop entered the room and handed Nick some papers. “You remember Jerry don’t you,” Nick said with a smile. “He is here to notarize a few things.” Nick removed his feet from the cage and leaned in closer to the bars. “The Dirty Hawgs from last night’s party are looking for a new club cum dump and they have made us an offer to take over your contract so to speak.” Nick set two stacks of documents and a pen on the floor next to Rob’s cage. “In front of you there is a contract saying you will serve the Dirty Hawgs club as their cum dump and will perform whatever duties they see fit; There is a list in the contract of the things they have in mind.” “The second document is a power of attorney authorization.” “It gives them control to make ALL your decisions for you including control of any property or financial assets you have as well as complete authority regarding your healthcare.” Nick grinned as he continued his explanation, “You don’t have a very good track record of reading things before you sign them, but I’d hope you pay better attention with these.” Rob didn’t know what to think. His first thought however was, “I’m being sold as a slave.” He was so conflicted; he didn’t want to be owned by a group of rough bikers although he had discovered that he enjoyed being on the receiving end of a rough fuck. The main thought that kept coming to the forefront of his mind was how he would be able to survive on his own. He knew he needed cock and could probably manage that but getting drugs was an area he didn’t know what to do about. His mind went back to the horrible withdrawal symptoms he suffered through while he had the fuck flu and wasn’t getting his meth. He didn’t want to go through that again. It finally boiled down to the realization that he would do anything for the sex and drugs, including signing away all his rights. Rob reached through the cage bars and grabbed the pen. He signed both documents without even reading them. Nick chuckled, “I thought that would be your decision.” “The Dirty Hawgs have a road trip soon to a biker convention in Texas, so they asked for a few modifications to your appearance before they pick you up.” Nick reached through the bars and held a chloroform soaked rag over Rob’s face. “This will be easier if you aren’t awake.” Rob woke up to find himself strapped on his stomach in a bed. He felt a stinging on his back and a slight burning on part of his neck. He lifted his head up as far as he could to try to look around. There was a heavy collar around I his neck but it didn’t seem to be attached to anything. He could feel a bandage on his back near his shoulder blades which had to mean he now had another tattoo. There was something hard around his cock and something was tugging at his balls but he couldn’t lift up enough to see his groin. “I see you are awake; time for the unveiling of the new you,” Nick announced as he returned to the room. Rob was blind folded and he was released from his restraints. “This part of your transformation was done now so that you’d be mostly healed before the convention,” explained Nick. “I suspect the Hawgs will add things later.” Nick led Rob over to the mirror in the room and suddenly removed the blindfold. “Voila!” Rob didn’t recognize the person in the mirror. His head had been shaved along the sides so that only a wide strip of hair remained down the center of his head. The hair strip was left long enough so that it could easily be grasped when he was being skull fucked. Rob reached up to feel the metal slave collar around his neck. It was 2” wide and snug but not overly tight. There were some rings attached to the collar at various points around its diameter. Rob knew immediately that those rings would be used as attachment points to restrain him. As Rob felt the collar he realized it was riveted and welded on. That must be why he felt the burning sensation on his neck he thought. Rob’s 8” cock was confined in a locked metal cock cage and his ball dangled beneath a metal ball stretcher. While he may have been and acted like a muscle pig cum slut before, Rob now totally looked the part. Nick held out a tablet. “I know you can’t see your new tattoo because of its location, so let me show you a pic.” The picture confirmed to Rob that he truly had signed away his rights. There was now a detailed tattoo of the Dirty Hawgs club logo centered between his shoulder blades. Above the logo were the words “Property of the Dirty Hawgs”. Rob was in shock with the reality of the situation and stood there in front of the mirror unable to move. After few minutes Nick gave him a push towards the bed. “Maybe this will help you adjust,” he said as he pushed Rob face down on the bed and unzipped his pants. Nick kicked Rob’s legs apart and then reached up and gave Rob a heavy slam of meth. “Consider this a goodbye fuck,” Nick said as he drove his raw cock into Rob’s un-lubed ass. Rob awoke from his daze and started to cry out at the intrusion but the meth kicked in and all he did was grunt with Nick’s initial thrust. As Nick power fucked Rob he had to admit that they had done a terrific job converting this one to a cum dump. Rob’s bottoming skills would certainly serve him well in his new life. Nick shot a massive load into Rob’s hole. He stood there and lingered for a moment as Rob continued to squeeze his ass muscles around Nick’s cock. Nick was starting to stiffen up again when Tanner rushed into the room. “Great, I got here before they picked the slut up,” Tanner exclaimed. Tanner dropped his pants and stepped up next to Nick. “Do you mind Nick; I’d like another crack at that ass.” Nick smiled and stepped aside. “Go right ahead, I just lubed him for you.” Tanner plunged his cock into Rob’s ass and began to fuck as fast and as hard as he could. “Thank you Sir, please fuck me Sir,” Rob exclaimed. Due to the hard fast pace of his strokes, Tanner didn’t last long before he added his seed to Rob’s ass. Tanner walked to the other side of the bed and presented his cock to Rob to clean. Rob greedily sucked and licked Tanner’s cock. He repeatedly ran his tongue underneath Tanner’s foreskin to make sure everything was completely clean. Tanner pulled out and grabbed Rob’s face underneath the jaw and tilted his head up. Rob opened his mouth expecting to be fed a wad of spit. What Tanner did however took Rob by complete surprise. Tanner squatted down and gave Rob a deep tongue probing kiss. When Tanner broke the kiss he looked at Rob and smiled widely. Rob was in shock at this development. He had hoped for some sign of affection or even kindness from Tanner for a long time but he never really got one. He had kind of given up on the prospect of it ever happening. Rob stared back at Tanner and said, ”Thank you Sir, I am going to miss you.” Tanner started pointing to a tattoo on his right arm. Rob had never paid that much attention to Tanner’s tattoos but when his eyes focused on the tattoo Tanner was pointing at he now recognized it. It was the Dirty Hawgs logo. Tanner smiled back at Rob and, “Yeah I was a regular member of the Dirty Hawgs before I moved to New Orleans; I’m an alumni now of sorts.” “I get together with them from time to time to reminisce, party and play.” “I actually was at the party last night with the guys and even fucked you twice.” “I’m kind of surprised you didn’t recognize my cock when you were servicing everyone under the poker table,“ he laughed. “At any rate you’re likely to see me again at some point.” Tanner gave Rob another deep kiss and then walked to the exit. “OK pig, crawl back in the cage until your new owners get here to pick you up,” Nick ordered. With Rob secured back in his cage, Nick and Tanner stepped out into the hallway. “How long do you think this one will last with the Hawgs,” Tanner asked Nick. “”Your guess is probably better than mine Tanner, but you and everyone else did a great job with his training; the skills and attitude he’ll need are strongly instilled in him.” Nick put his arm around Tanners shoulder and asked,” What was the kiss about; I always warn you guys about getting too attached to these pigs we convert.” “I’ve never seen that behavior from you with one of the cum dumps we converted.” Tanner nodded his head knowingly, “I know what you’re saying, but it’s hard sometimes when you are fucking someone practically every day for months to not feel something.” “There was just something different about this one,” admitted Tanner. Nick chuckled,” Don’t worry about it, I understand.” “However, I’m going to need you at your best soon; we are going to convert two cum dumps at once.” “We found a couple of arrogant brothers attending Loyola and they are going to make us a ton of money!” THE END (potential sequel and/or spin-offs in the future??)

Hey guys, I'm new here, just joined and fairly new to barebacking... ...well I been doing it occasionally for about 3 years but only recently decided to do it more often, openly and without regret! So I just posted this in the 'where did you get your last load?' thread but wanted to share it wider. Expanded text a bit. Hope the moderators approve! So I've just come back from my first bareback breeding of the year. Met a fit bi guy local to me, tall blond and tight-bodied. We met outdoors in some scrub behind the railway station at midnight. Anyway, he'd wanted me to blow him so I get on my knees and really start working my way towards a mouthful of cum, I'm starting to taste the precum in my mouth and throat when suddenly he says, spin around. He pushes me up against some railings, trousers round my ankles, shirt off under the stars, we lube up (spit obvs) and then he's fucking me hard, real hard for about five, ten minutes. I'm fucking loving it. You know some guys, the way they fuck, well he's totally focussed on getting himself off and my hole is just a fucktoy for him. He's fucking deep and I'm getting off too but I can tell that really he's just in it for himself. Doing everything he can to make himself blow his cumload good and hard. Perfect. My favourite kind of top. Then just as he's about to cum he stops pounding - cum in my ass, cum in my ass is all I can say at this point! - and he starts to fuck slower and real deep, and suddenly I feel this warm rush within as he fills me with his spunk. Just at that moment some random stranger walks by through the scrub! I'm laughing and also feeling the warm rush. Enjoying it like a good btm should. This is why I fuck this way. So anyway, I arch my back, reach round and grip his ass and tell him not to pull out, fuck that spunk into me and he does. That was about an hour ago and I've still got his warm jizz inside me. So fucking wired right now and so happy! I fucking love taking it bareback.

I found him on BBRT a couple weeks ago. 23, lean and ripped and newly diagnosed poz. A few messages and I was in the car on my way over. I pulled up in front of the building and could feel my blood pounding in my temples. I got out of the car and could hear crickets. Neighbors were watching tv and getting their kids ready for bed. I climbed to the second floor of his apt building and rang the doorbell. I was so tempted to run away. But my cock was stiffening in my pants at the thought of taking his poz load deep up my neg ass. I'm 25 and in good shape, and have been taking it raw now and then for over a year. Nothing like knowing a top is flooding me with his seed. For longer than that I've been jerking off to the idea of getting knocked up by a hot poz-fucker. No idea why it turns me on but it gets me going like nothing else. So the other night was the end of a long journey to pozzed bottom, and this newly diagnosed boy was happy to help. He opened the door and smiled. Wearing only basketball shorts I could already see his semi hard cock hanging down his thigh. We made out on the couch as soon as I got in the door and then we paused. I asked him about his viral load. "Over a million" was his reply. My cock stiffened and my mouth was immediately on his 7 inch beauty. He moaned and stroked the back of my head, then made me stop. "Don't make me cum in your mouth." "That would be a waste" I joked. We stripped down and went to the bedroom. He started rimming my hole and fingering me pretty rough, doing a good job at getting the hole prepped for his dick. Then he did it. I looked deep into his brown eyes and felt the head of his dick, his poz dick, press against my hole. He hadn't used a lot of lube, but he was precumming like crazy. I closed my eyes and took in what was happening. This hot guy just a couple years younger than me was willingly infecting me at my request and we were both loving it. I felt his cock slide all the way in and thought about the virus-charged precum coating the inside of my ass and being absorbed into my blood. I already knew that particles of the virus were finding their way into me. My cock was like granite and bounced up and down as he picked up his pace and fucked me harder and deeper. He plowed me for a good ten minutes, roughing up my hole with his dick. The only sounds were his breathing, my heart pounding in my ears, and the bed sqeaking under his assault. My hole got slicker and slicker from his toxic precum. He mostly kept his eyes locked on mine and I kept mine locked on his, enjoying the fuck and imagining the massive amount of HIV coursing through his blood, into his precum, and into me. Finally, he got a wicked grin and said, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum." "Fuck yeah, infect me" I urged him. I couldn't believe the words left my mouth or the smile that overtook me when I said it. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, and grunted quietly as his cock started to inject his massive viral deposit deep into my guts. He shot what must have been a multi-day load up in there, and I came instantly knowing that billions of particles of HIV were exploding into my body through his dick. He fucked it in deeper, then just lay there with his semi hard cock plugging my hole. When he went a little softer and we just laid there panting, I felt some cum trickle back out, and I wiped it up with my finger and looked at it, mesmerized. "Wow that was fucking hot" was all I could say. "Fuck yeah" he panted. "Do it again." His wicked grin came back and he fucked me again, shooting another viral deposit deep inside me. By the time the night was done, he had put his HIV-laced cum into my ass three times. When I left, he told me to keep in touch. And I will. Tonight, I have swollen lymph nodes and a low-grade fever. I had massive flu-like symptoms for a couple days earlier in the week. In my bones, I know his attempt took and massive stores of the virus are pumping through my veins and in my dick. So we're chatting on BBRT right now. And he's getting a 24-yo neg bottom over there for us to share. I won't be lying when I tell him my last HIV test was just a couple weeks ago, and I'll be the one taking my new friend's cum one more time. Just in case we need to try again.

"fucking nice tight cunt" my mate Anton grinned as he plowed his fat cock in and out of the boys bum "where did you find him?", I smirked as the boy gagged a little on my dick "he's the fucking pizza delivery boy", Anton laughed grabbing the boys hips and gave him a few nice hard pumps, the boy slobbered and sucked I got a nice lump of tina handing it to Anton who pulled his dick out the boys arse and roughly pushed the bump deep into the ginger boys pussy "boy you is so going to get so fucked tonight" Anton growled. I pulled my cock out of the boys mouth and slapped him round the face with it, " on the bed boy" he scrambled off of his knees and onto the bed, "on your knees and spread your legs white boy" I rubbed my fat cock up and down his arse crack, his tweaked boi pussy lips were puckering as if to give my cock head a kiss as I lined my dick up and pushed "oh daddy" he groaned as my large mushroom head popped through his swollen arse lips and his cunt literally sucked my dick deep into him "oh yeah good boy" I whispered as I gently started to fuck him stretching and tugging his boihole out as my dick pushed in and out of his arse, Anton was by now on the bed grabbing the boy by his ginger hair and shoving his cock into the boys mouth. I enjoyed slow long dicking his arse as I listened to him groaning and slobbering on Anton's dick, gradually I started to fuck a bit harder, thrusting my cock deep into him as I held onto his bubble hard hard, "fuck man what a boy!" I turned my head to see another mate Johnson casually standing in the doorway, I ground my cock deep into the boys arse and winked at Johnson "pipes on the side", Johnson grinned "fuck yeah" as he started to strip, Anton was thrusting his dick in and out of the boys mouth as Johnson blew some clouds and stepped up beside me watching my cock fuck in and out of the ginger boys pussy, "Jesus man that's hot" as he pulled on his own big cock watching as my cock spasmed and jerked casually dumping the second load of the night deep into the boys arse. i stayed in the boy, fucking him enjoying the feeling of my load sloshing round my cock in his hole as Anton groaned and spunked in the boys mouth "that's it boy fucking swallow that load", i pulled my cock out of the boys hole and smirked at the dribble of my spunk that followed it, Johnson caught the cum that had dribbled out and rubbed it round the boys hole "fuck look at the boys hole leak daddy cum" i grinned "two loads of poz babymakers in his pussy", Johnson slipped two fingers into the boy making the boy groan "you want more dick and poz cum boy?" as he twisted his fingers in the boys hole making him squirm and cry out "yes Daddy fuck me oh please fuck me" Johnson laughed "happy to oblige you fucking whore" flipping the boy over onto his back and spreading his legs, the boys eyes were glazed over and full of lust as he watched the big black bulking form climb between his pale white spread legs, Johnson stroked his cock as Anton grabbed one of the boys legs and I the other lifting them and placing them over Johnsons wide shoulders, the boys eyes widened when he saw Johnson's massive black meat aiming for his boi pussy, Johnson spat on the boys face and slid into the sluts hole with one shove, the boy screamed 'oh fuck god!!" as Johnsons big dick filled him up "you'll never forget this night boy" he grunted as he started to dick the boy good and hard.

On March 30th, 2007, a Friday night, it finally happened. A guy started emailing me. He’s fucking hot. Built, latino, HOT 8 inch uncut thick tool. Man I was in heat over his pictures. I’d been jacking (but not blowing) my tool all day since about 12:00 noon, reading and re-reading the stories on bugshare.net. After reading the guy's profile, it turned out he’s poz. I'm negative. He never mentioned it in our email chats back and forth. Until the last one. FUCK! I didn’t want him to say anything. He typed “Are you okay that I’m POZ?” I responded “I’m fine. No worries. Do you want me to bring rubbers, or are you okay without wearing one?” He wrote back, “I don’t have any condoms. Pick some up if you want. And bring lube.” I enthusiastically returned his email stating “I’m okay with you not wearing any. I’m not going to pick any up along the way. I’ll bring lube.” His response was brief: “Okay. See you in a few minutes.” Again I jumped in and outta the shower, re-checking my already douched and prelubed asshole: totally clean. Not an ounce of anything there at all. I was ready to go. I walked to his place, which was about 10 blocks away, a 20 minute walk, tops. All the way I inwardly repeated to myself “This is it. This is the night I get pozzed.” Still I was having second thoughts. I couldn't do this! It was madness. I wanted a house, a husband, kids, a mortgage—being poz would change all that. My horniness overtook me. He was hot. I wanted it. I’d already promised him (though I had backed out of hookups at the last minute before). Still, when I arrived at his apartment building I had another threshold to cross: I was supposed to call his cell phone when I got there so he could let me inside. Taking a deep breath, I nervously called his number. He answered on the first ring, saying he’d be right down. He arrived from around the rear of the building, walking towards the front entrance. He was as hot as his pictures and more. I was scared and nervous as hell—but also turned on completely. We exchanged greetings and made our way inside. Once we arrived at his small one bedroom apartment he asked "Would you like something to drink?" "No, thanks," I replied, "I'm fine." He came towards me and we kissed. Full-on, tongues darting back and forth kissing. Making out crazily. Momentarily I was able to forget he was poz. Man, he was a great kisser. We stumbled to the bed, continuously making out, touching each other, kissing. Eventually, after a few moments, I took off my shirt. His followed soon thereafter. Within ten minutes we were both down to our underwear. It was evident we were both aroused—our respectives hard-ons were straining at the seams. It was then I’d wondered if perhaps the half bottle of champagne I’d been working on that evening had gone to my head. There I was, laying on a stranger's bed whom I only knew by his first name, making out, about to get fucked. What was I doing? I thought back to my friend, from the Northeast. He’d willingly took several poz loads. Was I cut from the same mould? Had I already taken poz loads without knowing? If I were to willingly take a poz load—would that make it any different? No, I thought. I wanted to get fucked. We removed our briefs. I teased everywhere on his body but his cock. I started at his lips, working my way to his neck, nibbling all the way, licking my way down to his chest and his nipples, which were hardening and sticking outward. I bit them just a little. He moaned and writhed beneath me. I licked over his pecs and into his pits. His arms were above him and I licked out each hairy pit until it was soaking wet. I worked down the sides of his rib cage, pausing to lick around his navel. He was once again writhing in pleasure and moaning. His hard-on was standing at attention bobbing up and down ever few moments. He was dripping precum. I licked down to between his thighs—careful not to touch or lick his cock. I worked down to his balls. I licked them gently. I worked my lips back to his inner thighs, and eventually down his legs to his feet. I turned him over, gently, and licked up his legs until I reached his ass. I bit at his ass a few times, making him yelp and moan some more. Then I spread his ass cheeks and went in for the kill, rimming his asshole big time. Yeah, I know, I’m a bottom. But I get into ass rimming in a big way. His hole was tight. He really was a total top. But he sure did enjoy getting a nice juicy wet hole outta this hookup. Slowly, again, I turned him over onto his back. This time his cock was dripping precum like a faucet. I went down on him. I started licking up and down his shaft without taking his cock into my mouth fully. Then reaching the top, I grasped his tool by the base, held it upright, and placed my lips over his cockhead. He was dripping precum madly again. It had an awesome, salty taste. Then it hit me, once more. He’s poz. I was eating poz cum. No words were said, and my attention went back to his tool. I worked myself in a semi- 69 position, so he could eat out my asshole. He rimmed it heartedly for ten minutes while I worked on his tool. I held it at the base, straight up, and licked the foreskin which still enclosed his glans. He moaned. I flicked my tongue inside the foreskin, between it and the head of his penis. He was going crazy. Then I worked my mouth down on his tool, careful at first to keep the foreskin in place. Then, once I started moving the foreskin back and forth over his glans and onto his shaft. His precum came in buckets. My ass was totally wet. I moved around, once more, and straddle him and looked into his eyes. “Do you want to fuck?” I whispered, giving him yet another kiss. “Ugh” he moaned in affirmation. I leaned back down and said, “Are you really poz?” “Yeah.” “You know I’m neg." "Do you want a condom?” I said “Aaaahhh.” He had no words to say, as I began teasing his precum drooling cock head with my ass lips. I took my first downward movement onto his tool. His cock head was now teasing my ass lips. Then I finally did it: I squatted down on his cock head, which breached my ass. This was it - my first poz cock. Bareback in my negative hole. I felt his foreskin parting and folding back on his shaft as I slide down on top of him. Only a few seconds later, my mouth to his ear, I whispered, “Do you want to breed me?” "Yes," he responded. I took a full breath in, and completely impaled myself on his cock. His body jerked upward in ecstasy. I rode him for a few strokes—only five or six, total—before coming up and off his cock. I reached back behind my ass, and to his cock. I felt cum dribbling down the inside of my leg, as I straddled him. He’d already cum. I reached quickly to my asshole, gaping open, having just taken his cock. Sure enough there was cum dripping out. “You came already?” I asked. He replied, “Yeah, I couldn’t hold back." I’d done it. I’d taken a poz load. I said, “You’re totally hard. Do you want to fuck again?” “Fuck yeah” I forced my ass lips open and sat down on his cock full force again. We fucked. Hard. After only a few moments he was gasping, saying “I’m gonna cum… I’m… cumming! Argh!” He gave me his second load of poz jism. I hadn’t cum yet. I was still in shock. I’d let a poz stranger fuck me bareback. What was I doing? Well, there was no going back now, right? We made out for awhile longer. His cock never went down. Wow. The power or Viagra, I thought. At this stage, I didn’t care why it was hard – just that it was. A few minutes later, I mounted him again. Then we switched positions and he doggy fucked me. Only a few moments later and he was chiming those familiar words “Man, I’m gonna cum again.” I spurred on with “Fuck yeah, charge up my ass. Bareback me. C'mon. Breed me.” And he did. A few grunts later and I was pozzed with his third load. We rested for a few, but I hadn’t cum yet. I was still horny. I mounted him once more. I rode him on top for a good while. Then he doggy fucked me again, but he finally shot his fourth load into me sideways. My fucking balls were slapping at his cock as it raped my negative hole. He unloaded his fourth poz load into me. We got up, into a doggy position, and I moved his fingers back towards my asshole. I was totally dripping out his poz cum at this stage. I had him work one finger, then two, and soon three into my hole. I stretched and grunted as he pushed four fingers inside. When it seemed like he was ready to stop a few moments later, I reached underneath me—I was still in the doggy position—and grabbed his hand, and pushed it towards my hole. I was begging for it. I told him to fist me. He started working all five fingers into me; and it ached. I’d taken some thick butt plugs before, but this was way thicker than those. I tried three times and every time couldn’t get past the 'thick part'. I was frustrated. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked. I responded lustily saying “No. Fist me.” He pushed his hand towards my hole, once more, all fingers lined up and stretching my cunt lips outward. I knew that if I’d pushed out while he was pressing inward that it might help. I grunted, pushed outward like I was taking the shit of a lifetime. And YES his fist slid inside of me. Oh my god I was full. He was fisting me. His poz cum inside of me and HE WAS FISTING ME! I quickly pushed it out—it was too big. But I made him push it back inside three times more. On the final time I finally blew my load. It flew, and landed, everywhere. We made out for a few moments, then I dressed and walked home. It took about 15 minutes. I went into my bedroom, lay down on my bed, and fingered my asshole. Yep, it was swollen and stretched and still dripping poz cum. I logged online. Back to adam4adam. I noticed a guy who lived literally down the street from my place—only a few blocks. He was poz. He’d propositioned me a few months before—when I was nervous about taking poz cum. It was written in his profile, but we’d never discussed his status. He suggested I come over and take his load that day. But I got nervous, jacked off, and went to bed. This time was different, however. I chatted him up. We exchanged emails a few times. He wanted to breed me. I told him I was nervous, because I was negative. It was frightening how easily it rolled out of my mind and onto the screen. Such innocence. I never mentioned I’d just taken four poz loads. I showered, careful not to douche or shit out the poz cum still inside of me. I dressed (in the same clothing) and walked to his apartment. He met me at the door. He was not at all what I’d expected. He was late 40s, rather thin, and not quite the specimen I’d expected from his online pictures or compared to the guy I’d just bottomed for a few moments ago. Regardless, I was there. No turning back now. We made out for a few moments, then clothing was shed on the floor. We made our way to his bed. He made me choke on his cock while giving him a blow job. His cock grew to a thick eight cut inches. Although I was choking on it, he didn’t care. Rather he turned me around doggy style, got on the floor at the edge of the bed, and rimmed me out. Could he taste the cum still inside of me? I don’t know. After a few minutes, he spit on his tool and started rubbing it up and down along my ass crack asking “You ready boy?” “Yeah… fuck me,” I replied. He started pushing his cock into my hole. Having been already stretched wide it was super sore. It felt like I were taking a cock twice his thickness. He slid in the full length on the first stroke. I was being fucked by my second poz guy. I started begging him, “Stop. I can’t take it.” “Yes you can. You can take my cock,” he replied. “No, I can’t. You’re poz. I’m not. I don’t want to. I can’t do this.” He kept fucking me slowly. “You like getting barebacked, doncha?" “Yeah, but I’ve never been fucked by a poz guy before.” “Well you're getting fucked by one now. How does it feel?” I just grunted. It was amazing. “You want it, doncha” he asked. “I can’t. Wait. Stop. What if you poz me?” “You’re gonna get it sooner or later. I’m gonna poz your neg ass right here and now.” He started picking up the pace. I began to beg him to stop. But in reality I didn’t want him to stop. “No, please don’t. Please don’t cum in me. Please pull out!” “Nope,” he said, “You’re getting the bug tonight. Gonna poz you, boy.” I started bucking—trying to get away from him. I didn’t really want to get away, though. But he didn’t know that. “Please don’t. Don’t poz me.” “You’ve got it cumming, boy” he said, “you’re gonna get it someday anyway.” “Fuck—you’re right,” I cried. “Poz me. Make me poz. I don’t care. It feels good. Just fuck me. Poz me! Please?!” With that he started totally ass-raping my boy cunt. If it was even possible, it seemed as if his cock got even bigger. Grunting, he yelled ”Cumming in ur bitch. Pozzing ur hole,” and after about seven full blasts of cum, he stopped, gasping to catch his breath. I had cum on his bed without touching myself. He moved away and I felt empty. His cum ran from my hole. He fingered it back inside. As I was getting up he said, “You’re probably gonna get really sick in a few weeks. That’s how you’ll know you’ve got the bug.” I meekly replied “Okay,” dressed and left. I got home to my place a few blocks away with his cum staining my underwear. I logged onto my email account for Adam4Adam. There was a message from him stating “So I should let you know.. I’m not just poz, but I’m full blown. I stopped taking my meds a few months back and my viral load is high again. Thought you’d like to know.” A month or so later I went to the local clinic and got tested. It came back negative. Now I’m not sure what to do. Both of the guys, plus a few more, have offered to convert me. They know I’ve taken poz loads already but that it didn’t take. I’m torn at what to do.