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The announcer spoke and asked the crowd to be quit as they announce the finalist for the double penetration. The announcer said, in second place Devon and Beer Can two. The guy who voted for that gave hissing and grunting noises and the Announcer quips, that would never have been possible with this straight boy, come on guys. Second runner up was Stephan and Jamun, the announcer said that would have been hot to see. The guy was getting impatient, and all started asked who then who they are. The announcer said OKAY guys the boy is going to get stretched and breed by Nigel the 10” BBC and Stephan the driller. This should be fun to see. The crowed cheered as the rest of the guys got Drew down and took him over to a mattress off to the side and Nigel was first over and he leaned Drew’s mouth so he could have Drew suck him hard. Drew sucked him reluctantly and Nigel slapped the boy’s face, and he began sucking fore real. In the meantime, Stephan and come over and lifted Drew’s legs and slide inside his wrecked cunt and began fucking him. The announcer spoke and said think it is time to give the boy some assistance and he came over and gave Stephan two shard for the boy and Stephan pulled out and worked them in one at a time. Stephan slide back in and fucked Drew and Drew soon pulled his legs back and opened wide for Stephan and began moaning on Nigel’s dick. Stephan continued this for five minutes as the drugs worked their way into Drew and then pilled out and rolled Drew on his side and got right behind Drew, then slide in him while Nigel fucked the kids throat and after being fully inserted, he rolled Drew over with him keeping his dick lodged in Drew’s hole. Drew lay on Stephan as Nigel lubed up his dick and pressed the boy’s legs up and pressed his big black dick against Drew’s hole and slowly slide into Drew as the kid moaned and began to scream and Stephan put his hand over Drew’s mouth muzzling him. Nigel began to feel some resistance seven inches in and pressed and the boy popped, and they began to both fuck him for five minutes and without much warning Nigel came and slowly pulled out of Drew. Stephan kept fucking him as the guys cheered and asked for more. The announcer came on and said guys that all happened far too soon, so we are going to invite Iron Dick up to continue the show. The guys cheered as Iron Dick came up and lifted Drew’s legs again and pressed his rock-hard dick against Drew’s hole and slide in and started to long dick Drew and three minutes later Stephan shot his load. Both Stephan and Iron Dick pulled out of his cummy hole and Iron Dick motioned for Devon to come over to the mattress and Devon laid on the mattress and Stephan and Iron Dick lowered Drew on Devon’s rock-hard dick and Devon pulled him forward and began fucking Drew. Then Iron Dick pressed and with a lot of work pushed into Drew and Drew let out a high-pitched scream and Stephan grabbed a sock left there from some previous fuck session and shoved it in Drew’s mouth as the two fucked drew and ten minutes later Iron Dick and Devon both shot in Drew about the same time. Iron dick pulled out and then Devon rolled Drew off him and left him there spent with the sock still in his mouth. The Announcer came on and said tonight’s show has concluded, hope you all received your money’s worth. You may tip at the door, the boy worked hard to please you all and of course you are invited to Wednesday’s fun with Drew. Two guys came and picked Drew up and carried him to Room 1, they cleaned him up and placed a butt plug in him and uncaged his dick. One of the guys sucked his tina dick and soon Drew came in the guy’s mouth. They then restrained him to the bed and let him doze off with the hood still on.

Are there any Dom type guys who are into a sub combining wanton bugchasing + deep desires to be an obedient service fag? Not just taking loads, but being tied up, shaven clean, locked in a cock cage, and bred full of bugs? Maybe that's a lot to ask, but hit me up if interested.

Haha, Oh yes, Mini Cooper Guys. I know them. I live quite close to a nature reserve that can be cruisey - apart from that it is a really nice place to walk and exercise so we're usually there 3x a week in the daytime. You get to recognise people. I find it quite amusing that Mini Cooper guys will post on Squirt that they're going there or that they are there and are up for fun. You'll then see Mini Cooper guy sat in his car glued to his phone oblivious to his surroundings. He'll sit there for five - maybe ten minutes, and then speed off dramatically with lots of wheelspin showering bystanders with gravel. You'll usually then see a post on Squirt a bit later saying 'its not worth bothering'. Now if you hop on the apps (and he's usually on every single one) and try to engage while he's there you'll get ignored, and a bit later after he's gone home and had a wank, a message saying he didn't notice me and its a shame as he liked to have hooked up but he's all spent now. Next time? Maybe, but he plays the exact same game every time. I suspect he gets off on the idea of the anonymous hookup but has trouble bridging fantasy to reality. The real seam of gold at this particular place isn't Mini Cooper Guy, it's White Van Man. The spot seems very popular with tradespeople, builders, farmers and labourers looking for some relief on their way home. There's a tow truck driver who parks up there in between callouts on quiet days, who's particularly nice. Once you're practised at making anxious 'straight' but bi-curious guys comfortable, it's a great source of cum. They won't go near people like Mini Cooper Guy. (And I bet that pisses him off)

^^^^Spot on.. I am just myself, 50s, Dadbod, average, TBH, I cannot say had major issues getting dick. I kinda like honest guys, hate stroppy attitued guys. But on the hole, I cant complain, Darkrooms are a great place too. Remember, we all get there at some point in life. Confidence and sexual experience, personality gets dick.

Growing up, I'd always suspected that my dad was gay. Or at least, shall we say, sexually indiscriminating? I mean, he was still married to mom and I had to come from somewhere. Besides, I do remember hearing them occasionally banging one out as their bedroom was right across the hall from mine. But still I had my suspicions, which were reinforced by behaviors. From the time I could remember I'd always just been around my dad when he was naked. Nudity was just an everyday thing at my house, so it never struck me as odd. Nudity was a thing for mom and me, too. Heck, There are many a photograph of me running around our house as a kid in my all-together! However, as I got older I started to notice Dad was nude around me more often than Mom. It was more 'our thing' - just two dudes hangin.... We bathed and showered together quite often, and hung out watching TV afterward as we air-dried. And, when I wasn't actually bathing, I would keep Dad company while he took a bath. He would let me play with boats in the deep end while we talked. Occasionally we'd play a game Dad called 'Light House' in which I would drive the boat between his legs to the 'lighthouse' that was standing erect there. The boat would crash on the 'rocks' below and I would laugh and laugh.... Anyway, I also first learned about masturbation from my father when I spied on him when he pleasured himself in the garage. I saw him fire his load into a shop rag, and after he went back inside I retrieved the rag and investigated it. What was this sticky fluid? Naturally he came back and caught me. I was SO embarrassed! But Dad took it very much in stride and was completely matter of fact about it all. And that's when I learned all about the birds and the bees. And also about what guys can do for special fun on their own, as he had just done. He also made it clear I should never tell Mom about because she was a girl and wouldn't understand. Dad's special magazines were also readily available for me; he really didn't even bother to hide them. They were just at the bottom of a magazine basket in our den. They started out as Playboy, but as I got older they became Penthouse, Club, Chic, Oui, and then some harder core mags with dicks and fucking in them too! Those were my favorites-- the ones that showed closeups of men with erections. Anyway, As I got older I gained hair and modesty, so the joint showers and nudity stopped and doors started being closed. Well, really just my doors-- although that didn't stop my Dad from interrupting me on more than one occasion. The first time, I was in my room, officially studying, but of course not only was I playing with myself, I was actually on the cusp of blowing my load when Dad barged into my room. I don't think I ever moved so fast in my life! Giving a quick laugh Dad exclaimed "Whoops!" And as he closed my door he added "Just don't get any on my Penthouse." There were a couple more times after that when Dad caught my jerking off. Each time Dad joked and commented something like "Damn, boy! Don't wear it out!" Or "Do you ever put that thing away?" Which is why I started jacking in the shower or behind a locked bathroom door. Slowly over this time, my suspicions about Dad being gay and his extracurricular activities increased. He was gone longer hours, working out more, or at least saying he was working out. Sometimes he'd come home and you could tell he'd had a beer or two. Mom and he fought more over piddly shit. I pretty much figured he was having an affair, or hooking up somewhere. And I could clearly see my parents on the clear trajectory toward divorce. He was also buddying up to me more during this time, telling me that I was really growing into a man, and complementing my by remarking how handsome I was becoming. Our conversations felt conspiratorial, and Dad increasingly joked around with me, and his jokes took on an ever increasing sexual overtone. Everything seemed to be a double-entendre. Well, the summer before my senior year of high school, Mom started a new job and started working nights. I think she took this job just so she and Dad would spend less time breathing the same air. It also forced Dad to be home more to take care of me (in theory). Dad still routinely got home late, often smelling of, well, I'm not sure what, but his body had a distinctive aroma. Even so, Dad was definitely more often at home more, which conveniently left us together with free time. In the evenings. Before bed. As I said before, Mom and Dad's room was right across the hall from mine. And in their room they had an old TV with a VCR. You know - for watching movies in bed. And with Mom working nights and Dad being Dad, well... he fired up the VCR - a lot. I mostly ignored it the first few times-- but I could hear the porn playing and the soft, creaking motion of his bed and I knew what was going on. But it was my father! I shouldn't be listening, hardly daring to breathe. I shouldn't be turned on by this, should I? Why did I have a boner?? So many thoughts... so many conflicted emotions. Finally one night I couldn't take it any more and I wanted-- no, NEEDED-- to see. So I snuck out of bed and crept quietly into the hall. Dad always left his door ajar, so I figured I could peep in and see him and the porn while he was too distracted to notice. I figured I was being quiet as a cat. I was wrong. "You might as well just come on in," he said in a loud voice. Fuck! Busted AGAIN by Dad!! Well, I sheepishly went into his bedroom and he gestured for me to sit next to him on the bed. He wasn't even trying to hide his erection. "Come on, you might as well 'take a load off' too. I can see you want to," again with the double entendre as he nodded to the boner in my pajamas. I stood next to the bed, guts churning, nervous as hell and shaking like a leaf while I stared at the erection held in his first. He smiled and patted the bed-- and I took my place beside him. Little did I realize that this small action would set me on a dark path and seal my fate. That first night we watched porn together and jacked off. Well, he jacked off and I mostly watched him jack off. When he came all over his belly and fist, I came too. In my pajamas. Without touching myself. From there we slowly progressed. It wasn't an every night event, but when I was in bed and I'd hear the porn soundtrack, I'd get up and join him. It started out as innocently jacking together. From there it became me jacking him off while we watched. I still vividly remember the first time I touched his erection - it was like a bolt of lightning struck me and I could barely breathe. And again, when he came, the feeling of his seed running over my knuckles made my own dick cum in my underwear. (No more Jammie's for this guy!) From there it soon progressed to blowjobs. Never him on me-- I was the son and it was my duty to get him off. To be a good boy. Oddly enough, it was a bigger deal to first jack my Dad than to blow him. The blowjob came naturally. Feeling the smooth, warm skin of his head with my tongue just felt right somehow. And when he shot in my mouth? There was no hesitation: I swallowed instantly. And happily. At this point in our relationship I had definitely shifted to just being his convenient sex toy. Sort of his human fleshlight. He didn't really make eye contact or acknowledge me at all. He was focused on the straight porn on the VCR. I didn't jack off or really touch myself at all in his presence. I would finish him off, he'd turn off the VCR and lights, and I'd go back to my room. Once there is either jack off or go to sleep. More often than not, I didn't even jack myself. And then one night it finally happened. This was in January of my senior year. It was after Christmas and I was back in school, Mom was back to work. I heard the porn fire up, but it was different porn. This time the grunting was more masculine - no more whiny bitch moaning. I went in and I saw Dad watching porn. I was right. He was playing a new porn tape. This one showed two guys on the screen, two, hot, furry, mustachioed men... and they were fucking! It was so hot and the breath caught in my throat. Dad and I started as we usually did-- him jacking for a minute, then me doing it for him. Then my mouth on his dick, as usual. But this time instead of cumming down my throat, he tapped my head after awhile and I stopped. "Get on all fours," he whispered. We NEVER talked during our sessions so this startled me. It was almost like a slap. But he just stopped everything, gestured toward the TV with a chin flip, and told me to "assume the position". My guts instantly turned to water as I knew what was about to happen and I wasn't sure about it at all. Wasn't sure I wanted to get fucked, but after all he was my Dad, and instinctively I wanted to please him so I got on all fours. I was facing the porn and I felt the bed shift as he got behind me. He reached and got some KY off the nightstand. My heart was thundering in my chest. Soon I felt the cool, wet hardness of his cockhead pushing at my sphincter. This was it-- I was losing my virginity. To my father. He pushed into my ass. I distinctly remember the pain. I tried to push back a bit on his thigh, to slow him or get him to stop but he was clearly bent on fucking. Which he did. I winced and grunted as he thrust inelegantly into me. It hurt and it felt like my asshole was ripping because of his thickness. I tried to relax-- I tried to understand how the one guy in the porn seemed to be really enjoying the cock in HIS ass. Did it hurt him as much? I tried to breathe through it. I teared up a bit. Then suddenly my father was buried inside me and shuddering. I could fee his cock throbbing in my ass, much as it had done in my mouth. There would be five or so pulses and a few aftershocks, again... like usual. I counted them off in my head. His hands were on my hips as he slowly pulled out of me. Then he magically produced some paper towels to wipe himself with and he was done. Stunned I made my way to the bathroom to wipe myself clean. There was a KY residue, some brown, and some red. Blood. So I HAD torn a bit. I stood in the bathroom a long time and looked at myself in the mirror. I was confused and hotly ashamed, mainly because I found myself aroused at the thought of what just happened to me. I jacked myself and came all over the bathroom sink while thinking about my Dad's cock violating my ass. Two nights later the same thing happened. And again a couple nights after that. Soon, I realized this was our new norm. So I stopped at Walgreens after work one day and got my own tube of KY that I kept in my secret hiding spot in my room. I started fingering my ass and lubing myself before heading in for our father-son bonding ritual. As time went on, some weeks there was less sex and I found myself a bit disappointed (and if I'm being honest, jealous). Because Dad was "late" getting home, his clothes smelling of cigarettes and "that smell" that I'd later come to realize was the stench of an adult bookstore. I'd always find myself wondering why I wasn't good enough-- had I done something wrong? Was he displeased, or worse... bored with me? But then he'd fire up the VCR again, and everything would be right as rain. Of course it's not like I was completely innocent during this time either. Dad had sort of opened the door to my sexuality. I had a couple friends at school that I was blowing fairly regularly. And there may have been one or two 'park encounters' between me and older men. Anyway, this continued through the summer until it was time for me to leave for my freshman year of college. In my mind this was also the cutoff point for my activity with Dad. I was going to college to start the next chapter in my life. I wanted to be normal. I wanted a change. And I knew I was approaching adulthood, wouldn't really be living at home anymore. I'd love to be able to say that we had one final night together before I left, where we spent the entire night fucking and he actually fucked me on my back while looking at me, and telling me that I was a good son and he was proud. Ah, the romantic in me! But no-- our sessions ended not with a bang, but a whisper. Really I don't even much remember our last fuck. As summer waned he sort of did it less and less. Plus Dad got really sick earlier in the summer, and that really seemed to zap his energy levels. I was okay with all this. It made my college transition that much easier. When I came home at Christmas break, Dad met me at the door and had me sit down. He had some things to tell me, he said. My stomach lurched as I could predict what was coming. Well... ALMOST predict. In a somber voice he explained Mom had moved out and that they were getting a divorce. He said there was something else, too. He had been to his doctor and... He took a deep, shuddering breath and said the last thing I expected: "Son... I'm HIV positive."

He sat waiting in the auditorium. It was his fifth audition in a month. He needed work and he kept getting rejected. Jason was 30 years old. 'Old' in the world of stage performance. He was 5 foot 9, 130 pounds, grey eyes, with dark brown hair, ripped and shredded. The guy on stage was messing up his lines. Yet he had that twinky look, a smile that could melt any man or woman. When the guy finished his audition it was Jason's turn. Afterwards he was walking out to his car. The young twink was on his phone texting and walking. He walked into Jason and knocked him over. 'Hey, watch out where your going grandpa!' Jason couldn't believe this guy. He was the one not looking where he was going. 'Are you okay? What a little cunt.' The director was helping Jason up. He had the most intense hazel eyes. He easily lifted Jason from the ground. He was 5foot7, well built, with big biceps, salt-and-pepper hair, probably in his late forties. His jeans was tight. Jason could see the outline of his cock. It looked thick. 'Jea what a tool. Thanks' Jason felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Shit! He wss going to be late! It was his friend Ted's birthday and he was going to meet some of their friends at a local gay bar. 'I have to go, have a birthday party to go to. See you around.' The man said goodbye and Jason walked to his bike. Jason got to the bar. They were drinking shots and having a good time. A group of guys came in. It was the director and some of his buddies. Their eyes met. It seemed like an eternity that they were staring at each other. Jason only looked away when one of his friends told a particularly funny joke and everyone laughed. He went back to his conversation with his friends. A waiter arrived at their table and delivered a drink to Jason. The waiter said the drink was from a guy at the bar and pointed to the director. Jason went over. He had to thank him. 'Hi, I didn't expect to see you here. Thanks for the drink. I'm Jason'. 'Its a pleasure. I'm Greg. I know you're name. Both of us were at the audition today and I can't forget your performance' Jason felt flattered but he didn't want to get his hopes up. 'So how is the party? Enjoying yourself?'. ' It's okay. And you? Are you also here with friends?'. 'We were actually going to go to a house party. We were just here for pre drinks. But when I saw you I knew I had to buy you a drink. Would you like to come over to my place for a drink?' The way he was smiling and his eyes lured Jason in. 'Sure, let's go'. He smiled back. Greg got an uber. Jason climbed in. He was a bit nervous. He didn't usually hook up randomly. In the past he was in 2 monogamous relationships. The drive was silent and it wasn't long until the uber came round a bend. It was a seafront villa in Sea Point. It was massive. Greg climbed out first and opened the door for Jason. He walked Jason in. They went to the spacious living room. There were lots of paintings against the wall. A projector and screen. The room was filled with antique furniture. In the middle of the room in front of the chaise lounge was a table with a whiskey decanter and an artisanal box that was probably filled with cigars. Jason and Greg had a few drinks and talked about the industry, their backgrounds and interests. During their conversation Greg's phone rang. He excused himself. Jason was feeling mellow from the alcohol but also curious. He walked around the room and looked at the art. He was curious about the artisinal box. He had never had cuban cigars and wanted to confirm if the box contained them. Maybe he could slip cigars into the conversation and try them. 'See you've found my parTy stash' Jason was holding a funny looking pipe with a bulb in his hand. Greg was standing in the doorway. Jason felt guilty for opening the box. 'Im sorry. I thought there were cigars in the box'. 'Not cigars but you can also smoke it. Have you ever smoked weed?' 'Yes, in college. Can you smoke weed in this?' Greg chuckled. 'No, its used to smoke Tina. Have u ever smoked Tina? Jason shook his head. He was still shook from being caught out.' Want to try? Wait, I'll show you how its done' Greg took a small bag filled with crystals out of the box. He filled the pipe with a few shards. He put a lighter under the bulb. Lit it, swiveling the pipe around. He slowly drew in smoke that was starting to fill the bulb. He held his breath for a few seconds and blew out a big cloud. Jason was mesmerized. Before he knew it Greg was holding the pipe out to him. 'Your turn. I'll hold the lighter' Jason put the end of the pipe to his lips. Greg lit the flame. Jason saw the T in the pipe melt. He slowly drew in smoke like Greg did. 'Hold it' He held the smoke in for a bit and later blew out a big cloud. 'Not bad. I'm impressed. But I think you can do better. Let me show you again'. Greg took the pipe inhaling the smoke a bit longer, releasing a thick cloud. He gave the pipe back to Jason. Jason had a competitive streak and even though he hadn't done this before, he wanted to hold his own around Greg. Greg smiled even more. It was going to be even easier than he thought it would be to corrupt this fine piece of ass. He could see that Jason was getting spun. His next shot of T he shotgunned with Jason. Jason liked this. He was itching to kiss this handsome daddy. They locked lips for a few minutes. Both of their hands searching each others bodies. Greg put the pipe back in the box and went back to kissing Jason. Both men were hot from all the rubbing against each other. They removed their shirts. Greg had a hairy chest with nipple piercings. Jason liked the way they looked. Greg was admiring Jason's six pack abs and developed pecs. He pressed Jason against the lounge chair. Jason could feel Greg's hard cock against his groin. It must be even longer and thicker from the dick print he had seen. His own cock felt limp. Which was strange. Yet Jason felt extremely horny. His body felt like it was tingling. Each touch felt intense.

Last night, I met a local who has an Only Fans page. We had talked some on Twitter, and he wanted to seed my hole. I need another film for my Raw Fuck Club page, so I went to his place. We talked a good deal before the reason to get together. His husband helped with the camera stuff so he and I could focus on the sex. We undressed, and when his back was turned to me, I saw it: a large biohaz on the backside of his shoulder. I made sure he knew I saw it. I asked him if he earned this, and he sounded proud when he said, "Sure did." When I said, "Good for you," he made a face like "WTF?" HUGE THICK dick. We swapped orally, and he fucked me good and deep. We were just about done when his libido started objecting to this treatment, so he proceeded to crank his dick til he got close. But he got there well before expected, so he climaxed outside me. I sat on that dick as fast I could and he pumped the last squirt inside. I scooped up the spilled cum from the bed, and used it as lube, and asked him to keep going. He gave me a second volley of cum, but it couldn't have been much. I stood over him, and cranked out my own spunk in a white shower. It was EVERYWHERE on that rubber mattress! That was really one of the best fucks I've had in this city! Am I chasing poz men, or are they chasing ME? 🤔

With Prep the biggest problem is kidney disease that sneaks up on you. I had that happen about year five on prep when my kidney function suddenly started a rapid decline. Was sent to a nephrologist who took me off all of the medication I was on for a month and then tested me again, and my kidney function started to make a rebound. Went back every two weeks for more bloodwork and kidney function continued to improve. We determined it was the Prep. I was put on a regiment that was more kidney friendly (and more costly) and although I did suffer some kidney damage, I recovered most of the loss. The doctor told me it wasn't uncommon for this to happen years later and it wasn't uncommon for it to happen quickly, especially on Truvada, so keep an eye on your numbers.

(This story was identified as having been written by the same guy who wrote about his conversion at a hotel party in South Beach.) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hey guys, here's my most recent gift giving adventure. Two nights ago I met a hot kid at a club I don't usually go to, mostly because the crowd tends to be more preppy, and less manly than I prefer, but a buddy of mine twisted my arm so I went. I was having an okay time until we were dancing and bumped up against this kid who was no taller than 5'5" but built like a gymnast and wearing no shirt. He looked like he wasn't old enough to be in the place, but somebody must have liked his look cause he was out there dancing and obviously drinking as well. He kind of rocked back and forth in a real sexy way. I could tell he had noticed me ‘cause he kept turning around to display his ass and chest to me whenever we were facing each other. This went on for about a half hour until finally I smiled, which he took as a cue to get real friendly. Next thing I knew he was pushing his cute little bubble butt up against my crotch and we're dirty dancing. It was fucking hot. I love dirty dancing almost as much as I love hot raw sex... well not really... but it makes for awesome foreplay. Anyway, it wasn't long before he asked if I'd like a drink. My buddy had already gotten tangled up in a group of half a dozen twinkies on the dance floor so I didn't feel guilty abandoning him or anything. As we headed to the bar, my new-found dance partner introduced himself as ‘Chip’. He told me he had just turned 21 and was celebrating being legal with some of his college buddies. He told me he was studying to be a pilot and had only had sex a couple of times with buddies in his dorm. We drank a couple of rounds, danced some more and wound up in his jeep about a half hour before the place would have closed. We went to my place since I live alone and we wouldn't have to worry about roommates or anything. As soon as we were in my living room, asked if I liked to party. I replied “Who doesn't?" He told me he'd never tried crystal and was anxious to lose his Tina virginity. I inwardly smiled and gave him some. Then we went up on the roof of my building and smoked a joint to kind of cut the effect of the crystal since it was already so late. I could tell Chip was really feeling it. He was really muscular but at 5'5", stuff goes to your head a lot faster. He just looked at me and said, "God, I am so fucked up right now." He asked me to take him downstairs and we went down into my bedroom. He said he wanted a backrub so I had him stretch out naked on my bed and I got a bottle of baby oil from the dresser. In my underwear I started rubbing him down and he started moaning and grinding his hot bubble but up at my hands. It was really hot. Every time my hands would run past his crack, he'd slightly part his legs a little more, hoping to give me a peek at his pink little fuck hole. When I saw it I wanted it bad. As I rubbed the oil into his back and thick thighs, I leaned my face closer to his boy butt so I could smell the musky man scent of his blonde furry hole. He turned his head toward me and said, "Do you like to buttfuck?" I tried not to laugh. Do I like to buttfuck?! Hell yeah! He asked me to put on a condom, which I did, (even though I really didn't want to) and I slid into him real slow. He grimaced and complained that it hurt and asked me to pull out. I was starting to worry that the whole night was gonna turn out to be a bust. Had I misread this boy? Had I accidentally picked up a dud in the bottoming department? I told him to try sitting on it, suggesting it might be easier. We tried that way but still he whined and grimaced and pulled right off my dick as soon as it went in him even an inch. I was getting frustrated but tried not to show it cause the kid was so young and I didn't want to be a jerk. "I'm sorry. I guess this isn't gonna work," he apologized as he reached back and removed the condom. Then he looked me in the eye, keeping his hole right on top of my dripping cockhead and said, "Too bad, bud. 'Cause you know I really did want to feel your dick way up inside me tonight. It being my birthday and everything. And I bet you wanted to feel yourself sliding way up into me too, huh?" I just nodded as he talked and noticed that as he was talking about how disappointed he was not to have been able to take me inside his ass, he was gently rocking back and forth over the tip of my cock so that ever so slowly my raw cock was entering him. When the head of my cock popped past his sphincter, he got this glazed sexy horny look on his face and he just sort of parted his little lips without saying anything. But I knew by the look in his eyes, what was happening. He wanted it raw. Taking him up on his offer, I slid deeper into him. He leaned back onto it, me pushing up slightly to ease the way inside. It was so hot to feel his hungry hole gripping my dripping cock. I had to start fucking. And fuck we did. Eventually I slid him over onto his back, fucking really hard and deep. When I started to get close, I heard him moaning, "Don't come in me, okay? Just don't come in me." "Don't what?," I asked, timing my questions with each inward thrust. "Don't come in me." "Don't what?" I asked, again waiting for him to give the proper answer. "Come in me," he filled in. "Don't what?" "Come in me." "Don't what?” "Come in me!" "What?” "Come in me. I want your load. Come in me! Come in me!" And he pulled my hard bubble butt towards him as I erupted deep into his hot waiting fuck hole. He smiled so broadly as he felt me sperming him. His little boy cock shot all over his furry chest. He was so glad to have gotten the best birthday gift a boy could dream for. Later the next day after I'd fucked him two more times, once in the shower and once in the alley behind my place, he asked if I was positive. I answered honestly. I asked if he knew his HIV status and he said, "Now I do." With that he kissed me goodbye, hopped into his jeep and drove off.

The game got out of control - Part 10 (The lazy Sunday) On a Sunday morning at 5:30 am I was now completely exhausted, after an eight and a half hour fuck marathon, in bed. Of course I couldn't think clearly anymore, but so much was still going through my head that I just couldn't fall asleep properly. At some point, it was already light, I still managed to fall asleep. It was already 5 minutes to 12 o'clock when I woke up, my bladder was pressing, my ass and my head hurt, so I crawled out of bed, and went to the toilet. The plug that was in my hole was difficult to remove, it was also much larger than the one I was familiar with. Well, he was out now, and I sat down on the toilet bowl, and milliseconds later it flowed out of the back and front of me. When I was done I felt 10 kilos lighter, then looked in the toilet, and found that it was full of reddish sperm. I was shocked. Why was it so reddish? A question that I absolutely had to include in my list of questions. After I had showered, I wanted to put the plug back in my asshole, I didn't succeed, it was just too big. Shyly I went to the kitchen with this part in my hand to get a coffee and painkillers against my headache. In the kitchen I met the twins Vincent and Fabio, and said to them: "I have two little problems." "Yes, I can see one, but we can fix that quickly." spoke Vincent, taking the plug from me. "Problem one is solved. And what's your second problem?" Fabio then asked me. "Well, I have a headache so bad it's like there's a highway built through my head. Do you have any painkillers anywhere?" Fabio reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a blister of ibuprofen, handing me two pills, along with a glass of water. "In about 20 to 30 minutes the highway should be out of your head," Fabio said with a grin, while Vincent added, "But of course it's not completely free." "What do you want for the two tablets?" I asked a little uncertainly. "Well, we just want a little fuck with you. You just settle down on both our cocks, and ride them until we shoot our high-proof semen into you, and get you pregnant. What do you think of that?" Fabio grinned at me the whole time at this demand from Vincent, and Vincent finally grinned as well. I grabbed the pills and the water, and gulped them down, not having objected to the demand, Fabio and Vincent took off their pants, and lay down on the floor. Their fuck butts were already hard , so I didn't even have to blow them. I squatted over these two well-built meat sticks, and even forgot to apply the lube when I just impaled myself completely. Ouch, that hurt a little, but not for long, and I had gotten used to it, and just found it horny. So I rode them both at the same time for about 20 or 30 minutes, always up and down, I had arrived in pig heaven. My own cock wanted to grow, but couldn't because it was still locked up. When I noticed that Fabio and Vincent were getting closer to their orgasm, I even accelerated the pace, and squirted despite penis cage itself and at the same time a huge amount of man juice. The rest of Sunday was very quiet, we all sat in the living room, and watched old Louis de Funès movies, laughing at movies like : The Gendarme of Saint Tropez or Fantomas against Interpol. The evening came way too fast, we still watched the daytime news and went to bed, I cuddled up right in front of Matteo's horny bulge. Matteo saw this as an invitation to fuck me again tenderly, and to inseminate until we fell asleep peacefully. In the Next Episode: How will it continue? Will it continue at all? What will I report to Amelie? And will I finally learn what is meant by POZ? Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version)

After enduring "no fuck Friday" at the bath the night before I went back again last night. I hopped in the sling when I got there and was promptly bred by an older guy which of me going good. Next I hookup with a black Twink in the TV area, we sucked each other and I asked if he wanted to fuck me he did but said he didn't have a room, so I started alternating between riding him and sucking him. I don't think he bred me, but there was a lot of cum on his dick several of the times I cleaned him off. Next I saw a regular cumdump that I've hookup with many times walk by fully clothed and go to a room, I swung back by his room a few minutes later and ask if he was ready to get fucked, he got up on his hands and knees and I need him doggy style. Based on how loose and wet his hole was I would say he had already been seeded. After that things slowed down for a while, both slings were taken over by blindfolded sling lizards that weren't getting any action, even though there was some fucking going on around the club I stuck my dick in a couple of holes, got a nice long fuck with from a big dicked guy who wasn't ready to cum yet in the cell. I eventually started sucking a guy through the bars of the cell who started reaching for my hole so I begged him to fuck me. He came around to the other end and fucked me for a long time, when he started breathing and grunting hard I started begging for his load. I could feel his cock pulsing in me for what felt like several minutes, and asked to let me suck him clean when he pulled out, which he happily obliged. By this point I was tired and needed to find a bottom to load before I went home, which is not always an easy task in Portland. The sling lizards had both disappeared, and they were cleaning my cumdump buddies room. After a couple of circuits I came upon a couple of guys fucking in one of the play areas just as the top pulled out because he wasn't ready to run yet and ask the young bottom if wanted more. He quickly bent back over, and I fucked him for few minutes before I warned him I was really close, and had him beg for my load, so I need him. This morning I rolled over to find the back of my boxers completely soaked with cum that had leaked out while I was sleeping. I'm not sure if I got more than two loads since the last load I took felt like it was huge.

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I've had a fun week.... total loads at 5 since Wednesday.... 4 taken and 1 given. A regular FWB and I get together once a week for some good piggy fun. He 'was' a total top... and I have taught him how sensitive and fun his hole can be... he has a naturally smooth ass, and a pucker to die for ... so I started eating him as part of foreplay. Suck his cock. Swallow his balls. Eat his hole. (repeat) Well, I moved on to fingers over the last few months, then a medium sized vibrator (lots of play at the opening before even thinking of inserting.). He managed the vibrator a few times and really enjoyed it. He told me he never considered assplay before and appreciated me introducing it to him and my patience. I warned him that I was going to take his cherry one day and he laughed and said 'we shall see'.... Last Wednesday, I had him lying in the sling. Really sucked his cock and balls nice and slow. Got him dripping. Then I worked his hole for a good 15-20 minutes - tongue fucked his ass ring, rimmed and sucked his ass lips, sucked and worked fingers in... really lubed him up. He was lying back really enjoying it as I slipped my cock slowly into his ass. I was balls deep before he realized it was my cock... and not a dildo. So, I got his cherry in my sling.... and most importantly... he told me to shoot my load up into his guts. He wanted to see how it felt. Who was I to argue? After I blew my load, he practically launched himself out of the sling while pushing me IN to the sling. He was rock hard and just rammed it home.... then proceeded to pound the shit out of me and loading me up within a few minutes. He is a dirty talker and kept telling me that he now understood why I enjoyed taking his cock in my hole. It really turned him on. And he said he wanted to return the favor and would be loading me up quick because he was so turned on ... and BAM... massive load squirting inside. But, he just stayed inside and started all over again... slower the second time.... and about 5 minutes later, I got load #2 from him. He pulled his cock out and fed it to me to clean off... and it was LOADED with cum. A 3 load session!!! On Hump Day. Last night? Two loads from a VERY hung doctor friend who is married, in his late 60's, handsome, smart and sexy as fuck. He likes to fuck hard and rough. He likes the fuck that I egg him on while we fuck. I typically wear a sturdy leather harness that he uses to his advantage for a hard pounding. Last night however, he gave me a back massage on my bed. He sat on my glutes, astride my hips and slid his cock into my pre-lubed hole. He rocked back and forth while massaging and in turn, his cock rocked back and forth inside me nice and slow the entire time he worked my muscles. It was relaxing and HAF at the same time. He slid back and forth and rocked his hips and rotated now and then for a good 15 minutes. He talked dirty to me about how he had a one week load and I was going to get drowned in cum. And I told him I could feel his cockhead inside me and squeezed it throughout the entire fuck. He told me he could feel the muscles in my hole stroking his dick. He never even made a noise when he came. He just kept massaging and fucking. I started to feel the difference in the 'friction' due to the cum and mentioned it to him. He chuckled and said he had indeed unloaded. But, he had more massaging to do.... and he eventually pumped a second load. He is a huge cummer and I could feel the cum leaking from me the entire time. He also loves to feed me his cummy cock straight from my hole. He says I am the first guy that ever voluntarily offered to lick and clean his cock and balls. I guess that is why we still get together regularly to fuck. He is a stud.... two loads at 69 years old? My hero!!! It's Sunday Funday. Who knows what kinda fun I might be able to get into.............

Yeah, you need to lock up your cock. Tops are not interested in your cock; only your mouth and your asshole. I enjoy fucking caged bottoms es they only exist to serve. Shooting loads is for tops, not bottoms. Now, lock it up and go serve your masters. Give the key to a top buddy who will make sure you stay caged.

The sexy hipster, part 1 Matt was getting fucked regularly by the “safe sex top” and his cousin – sometimes a threesome, sometimes one on one, a couple times the cousin brought a friend. Matt was getting bred by them every fuck. The guys would say things to Matt like, “I wish more hot sluts would take our cocks bare,” and “You’re such a hot cumdump.” Matt loved getting fucked by these guys. He really enjoyed the sex. What he didn’t understand was why the “safe sex top” kept turning him down for dinners, coffees, movies, etc. If was clear the guy loved fucking him and cumming in his holes, but the top was just not going to date Matt. Matt was hurt, but not devastated. He knew he was cute and sexy – the guys told him so almost every time they fucked him. Matt got back on AOL. He decided to focus on a guy who would meet him for a date – not sex; not cyber sex; not phone sex – a regular date. BAM! Within two days, Matt and this guy, John, were talking on the phone and arranging to meet at a bar in John’s neighborhood. John lives in a hipster ‘hood with trendy, cheap places to shop, lots of indie coffee houses, and cheap food and drinks. John is sexy. His body is tight and he is about 5’9”, 130 lbs, black hair and blue eyes. So pretty that Matt is really excited for the date. John and Matt meet at the bar. They have a couple drinks and really hit it off. Matt is kinda staring at John’s model gorgeous face while they talk. John is touching Matt’s leg and arm. Matt doesn’t want the night to end. John doesn’t either and he invites Matt back to his place. John lives in a really cool, exposed brick loft with an open floor plan. Matt tells John that his place is very sexy, just like him. John leans in and kisses Matt. John and Matt are making out in the kitchen, their clothes are coming off. Matt sees John’s tight body and abs as John stands before him in his boxers. Matt, in his briefs, sinks to his knees, kisses John’s abs, licks them, and goes for John’s thick cock jutting his boxers. John stops Matt, takes his hand, and guides Matt to the bedroom. John lays on the bed, his cock pops through the boxer opening and Matt bends over and takes it in his mouth. Matt sucks the head. John moans. Matt sucks the girthy 7” cock and is liking the feeling as the cockhead hits the back of his throat. Matt gives John head for awhile – probably about 10 minutes – and John is loving it. John pulls Matt up the bed and makes out with him. John takes off his boxers. John pulls off Matt’s briefs. John says, “I have to fuck you. You are so sexy.” Matt is under John, his legs spread and John between his legs, cock pressing on his hole, “Matt says fuck me.” John reaches over, grabs so lube and a condom; sheathes his John, rubs lube on his cock and fingers some into Matt’s hole. Matt is so happy John is about to fuck him, but he’s been getting fucked bareback so much Matt’s afraid he won’t enjoy sex with a condom. John pushes his head inside Matt. Matt grunts, but he has been getting fucked a lot recently, so Matt’s anal ring gives way to John’s cock. John slides in Matt a couple inches. Matt winces now and bites his lip. John sees this, kisses Matt, and says, “Tell me when you are ready for more.” Matt relaxes and a minute later John is balls deep in Matt. Matt moans when John’s cock hits his prostate. John and Matt fuck missionary at first, then doggie which is so amazing for Matt, then Matt’s chest on the bed/ass in the air, then Matt pressed on the bed. Matt is a bit uncomfortable in some positions because he can feel the condom more. But mostly Matt is moaning like a bitch. This fucking has been going on for 15 minutes or more. John is saying dirty things to Matt about how good his ass feels. Matt loves this fuck. Then as John’s cock hits Matt’s insides again, Matt realizes that he has to pee. He is kinda embarrassed and doesn’t want the fucking to stop. But the sensation is too much and Matt is now afraid that he will pee on John’s bed. Matt tells John he has to pee, apologizes, kisses John, hops out of bed and goes to the bathroom. In the bed, John is flipped over on his back and stroking his cock which is getting soft. He doesn’t want Matt to think he isn’t into him or doesn’t find him sexy or is annoyed, so John pulls off the condom. John keeps stroking his cock, grabs another condom from the nightstand, puts in the bed, uses some lube to stroke himself. Matt uses his time in the bathroom to make sure he is clean, looking sexy, and takes that needed piss. Matt comes back to the bedroom. He sees John stroking his bare cock. Matt is pleasantly surprised. He gets back on the bed, straddles John, kisses him and apologizes for needing to use the bathroom. John says its no big deal. Matt takes John’s cock, lines it up with his used hole, and slides down on the bare cock. John looks up at Matt, surprised. He says, “My cock is in your ass bareback.” Matt says, “I know.” John doesn’t move to stop Matt riding his bare cock. This feels so good for John. John says, “This feels so good.” Matt rides John’s cock up and down slowly, letting John get used to the feeling of his ass without a condom. John is moaning and stifling grunts. Matt is working his dick so well. John pulls Matt off him, tells him to get in doggie position, and gets behind Matt. It’s now that Matt sees the unopened condom in front of him and realized that John didn’t intend to be fucking him raw. John slides his raw cock all the way into Matt. He is fucking Matt hard now. Matt has one hand on the wall, the other stroking his cock. He’s moaning and looking at the unopened condom beneath him. John is roughly fucking Matt and says he is close. Matt pushes his ass back and says me too. John says, “Do you want me to cum inside you?” Matt says, “Yes cum in me.” John grabs Matt’s hips. Slams his cock into Matt and Matt can feel the wetness inside him as the cum is shot all over his unprotected ass. Matt’s eyes fall back on the unopened condom as he smiles. Matt grunts, strokes his cock and cums on John’s bed, the unopened condom, and his hand. John and Matt cuddle for awhile after sex. John is concerned about the bareback sex. Matt reassures John that he got tested recently and that it was negative. After the cuddling and conversation, Matt and John fuck again. John cums deeply in Matt’s ass without asking as Matt is bent over John’s bed.

Hope y’all don’t mind a building chapter. More an exploration of Daddy Fag’s acceptance of who is. Chapter 6 Leon said to go to his place around 6PM if I wanted my ring back. I tried to get him to meet somewhere public so he could just give me the ring and I could go home, but he said his place or nothing. I told my wife I was going to have some beers with some friends. The cum on the driver’s seat had now dried. I really should have cleaned that up earlier. But there was something about sitting on my dried cum that turned me on. I don’t know why but I really made an effort in getting dressed for going to Leon’s and tried to look as faggy as possible. I was wearing denim shorts that I rolled up so they were above my knee and a tank I wore when I used to go to the gym. I put on a pair of bonds briefs that I don’t wear too often and when I was thinner, they were a bit tighter and hugged my little cock. I parked outside Leon’s in my car and sat there for 15 minutes trying to build up the courage to go inside. I don’t think I scared of what might happen but scared that nothing might happen.I know it was wrong but I wanted his toxic cock in me again. I could have gotten lucky last night and not have been infected. I was playing with fire. I knocked on the front door. My face dropped when I saw it wasn’t Leon who answered. It was his other roommate I saw on the couch last night. He was even shorter than Jack by a good few inches and a twink like Leon, slim but not as toned as Leon. He was wearing a pair of very short pink gym shorts, a white mesh crop top and a pair of pink converse hi tops. He had floppy bleached blonde hair, a septum piercing with a little pink stone dangling off it and the thickest fullest lips I’d seen on a guy. He looked about Leon’s age. He certainly had a style and it worked. “Umm hi, is Leon here?” I asked, feeling nervous in front of this hot twink. “Hii Daddy, Leon just popped out for a second but you can come in, I’m charlie” he said with a bubbly lilt and a cute smile. He grabbed my hand and led me to the couch, as he turned I saw it again, that pink scorpion tattoo on his lower back just above his ass, a tramp stamp. Except this one was a little different, the tail bent downwards instead of upwards. He lightly pushed me down into the small two seater couch and sat down next to me legs crossed like he was sitting on the ground facing me. He seemed really enthusiastic about me being there. “So tell me Daddy. How was your first time taking Leon’s Dom dick?” He said all attention on me, placing his hands on my thigh. “Does everyone in this house know what happened?” I said nervously. “Ummm how could we not? You were moaning like a little slut last night hun” he said cheekily. I looked at him nervously. “Don’t worry Daddy, we’re not gonna tell your wife. Your secret’s safe with us” he said trying to reassure me. “Look I just came to pick something up” I said trying to change the subject. “It’s not your fault, you know. Leon is impossible to resist, whether you know about his magic seed or not” Charlie said like he was under a spell. “So come on how was it? The first time is always so magical”. I started to remember last night and Charlie was right. It was magical. Possibly the best night of my entire life. “Honestly I was in pain, I felt degraded and used but it was the best sex I’ve ever had” I admitted to Charlie and myself. “I love that for you Daddy and knowing that you will carry a part of him within you for the rest of your life! How lucky are we?” Charlie said excitedly. Charlie had definitely drunk the Kool-Aid but a part of me agreed with him entirely. “So Leon infected you too?” I asked. “Oh no Daddy! He didn’t infect me. He gave me a gift, he liberated me” Charlie said seriously. “Because of Leon I can be who I was always meant to be. Who I was born to be. And now so can you Daddy”. Charlie leaned in and kissed me on the lips, deeply and softly. I wasn’t expecting that. His lips were so soft and the kiss so gentle. Nothing like the way Leon and Jack kissed me. I kissed him back, our tongues softly exploring each others mouths. “You see Daddy, you and I, we are the same. We are both beta faggots at the service of real men like Leon. And now because of his special gift we are both connected. We are both brothers brought together in the service of Leon” Charlie said like he’d known me his entire life. “But how can it be a gift, my life will never be the same, its ruined” I said defiantly. “I went through the exact same thing when I realised what I let Leon do to me. But think of it this way after I had accepted his gift and let him pulse through me forever there was no cock I could be afraid of. I was free to explore anything and everything my beta fag desires needed. And I've never looked back” Charlie said without an ounce of regret. As Charlie’s words floated around in my head I got a wave of excitement. All my desires I’d had since highschool, all the filthy fantasies I’d had filled my brain. My little dick got hard. “Hehe looks like my words have really resonated with you” Charlie quipped grabbing my rising cock. I’d never been around someone so comfortable with their sexuality before, it was a little shocking but also exciting. “Haha yeah I guess” I said a bit embarrassed. “Leon loves little dick Daddies, no wonder he took a shine to you” Charlie said, still rubbing my cock. I got a bit embarrassed and blushed a little. “Aww don’t be shy about it Daddy! All the best beta faggots have tiny dicklets. It’s an outward sign of inferiority to real men like Leon and Jack, and my boyfriend Troy” Charlie said, noticing my embarrassment. “You’re just like me and if you’re lucky you won’t have to worry about your little dick distracting you from your true purpose. Like me”. With that Charlie jumped off the couch and dropped his shorts to the floor. I looked down at this hairless crotch and saw he was wearing a little pink plastic chastity cage with his balls high and tight. “I haven’t cum from jerking my little sissy cock in over 8 months, I’m only allowed to cum from my ass” he said proudly. “I’m so lucky my boyfriend is my keyholder to keep the temptation away”. He pulled his shorts back up, but first he pulled up a pair of white lace panties with his cock cage straining against the tight panties. Charlie jumped back on to the couch and put his hand back on my cock. “Don’t worry Daddy we’ll have you locked up soon enough” he giggled. “I can’t wait for you meet my boyfriend”. The front door clicked. I had enjoyed my conversation with Charlie but my excitement had built to see Leon again. My heart was racing. My heart dropped a little as I realised it wasn’t Leon. In walked a tall man probably in his late 20s with dark olive skin. His hair was black and cropped with a tight fade. His thighs were like tree trunks and he had some of the biggest biceps I’d seen in real life. He was wearing short black gym shorts and you could tell he was packing. Out the sides of his loose fitting singlet he had well developed pecs. “Troy!!” Charlie screamed with a high pitched squeal leaping off the couch and jumping into his arms. Charlie wrapped his legs around Troy, climbing him like a tree. Troy wrapped his arms around him and started kissing him passionately while slipping his hands down the back of Charlie’s shorts and playing with his ass. They made out for what seemed like a minute, barely coming up for air. I cleared my throat and Charlie looked up. “Oh where are my manners” Charlie apologised still in Troys arms. “Troy this is Daddy, Daddy this is my boyfriend Troy”. I stood up from the couch “Umm Brian” I corrected sticking out my hand to shake Troy’s. “You must Leon’s latest conquest” Troy said in a deep commanding voice. He stuck his hand out, but instead of shaking mine he grabbed my crotch. “Another little dick fag. Leon certainly has a type” Troy said confidently. I paused for a moment before replying “Yes Sir”. I don’t know where that came from but it felt natural and right in his presence.

Here is another story from my past. Part 1 ----- I was on the western coast and visiting some old friends. I used to bartend with this crew and we frequently got up to no good. I was only in town for a few days, but I really crammed in as much fun as I could. We all met up in the evening, went out, relived some old memories, and stayed up way too late. We used to get into the harder stuff, but we had all mostly calmed down, but tonight we decided to partake in a few familiar extra curricular that had us all soaring for the night. I was nearing my 30s but I hadn't quite settled down. I was able to work a really interesting job that kept me busy and allowed me to travel, but I was almost too busy to get into any trouble anymore. However, on this trip I had a full 72 hours of hedonism ahead of me. I was fit, horny, and incredibly hungry for the party. My friends and I were out late and in the end we all ingested some MDMA and powder. We were being foolish and loud, and I was too distracted to look for sex. However, when everyone else started crashing and calling it quits for the night as they had jobs and families to get back to, I was alone. I was staying at a friends place and she was out of town but her roommates were not. I went back for a while, but I couldn't sleep and it wasn't long before I started to crave sex and debauchery. When I lived here before I dabbled in bareback sex, but I had never had a man cum inside me, and I certainly had never set myself up as a cumdump. Since moving away I had gotten into bareback sex, but only while under the influence of drugs and alcohol. I was so horny to get fucked, but I was in a fairly small city and I didnt have a place to hook up. Still, I logged into Grindr and hookup apps and sites on my phone hoping I would be able to figure something out. Heck, Id book a hotel if I had to. While the night was fun, I didn't over-consume any drugs and I had a few baggies left over from the night. I also was flying home the next day so I knew I had to use it or lose it. I also felt myself starting to get a bit sleepy. I crawled into the bed in my friends place and considered my options. I started at one of the baggies on the bedside table and said, "Fuck it", and swallowed a pill and took a couple rips of powder. Just as I opened up Grindr I got a message from a guy who used to hit on me when I lived here. I was using an anonymous profile, so I know he didnt know it was me. He simply wrote, "You looking for fun?". I wrote back, "Yes. Really horny, can't host though. Bottom here." I sent a pic of my ass in undies. Him: "Hot. Here is my dick. I can host. Come over". He sent his address. We never hooked up in the past. He always seemed too eager and over the top. I didnt want a long experience with one guy, I wanted short experiences with many guys. But the drugs were hitting and I was getting horny. I decided I should be somewhat honest. Me: "You might not remember me, but we used to chat. I have not slept yet, was out with friends, and def still feeling it a bit. Is that okay?" I sent him a face pic. He didnt respond for a few minutes. So I decided to get up and take a shower and clean up, just in case. When I got out there was a message. Him: "Come on over. We can relax in the hottub for a bit and then I can fuck you. ;)" I called a taxi. ----- When I arrived he was at the door waiting in a bathrobe with a giant smile on his face. I felt a bit uncomfortable, but I figured this was the best I was going to get. I was definitely high, probably visibly so, but I didnt care. I wouldnt be back to this town for a while. I felt desperate and alone, a bad combo for a horny submissive wannabe cumdump who has lost his inhibitions. He had me strip at the door, while he just stood there and smiled. He put a rubber cock ring on my cock and started sucking it right there at the entryway of his house. I really didnt want to get sucked, so I pushed him off and tried to find an excuse. "Sorry, I dont want to cum." No worries he replied. I was naked except for my socks when he handed me a bathrobe and took my hand, leading me away. We headed to his back deck as I finished disrobing, throwing my socks around his place. As we walked I admired his body, and thought, "well, at least I am with someone". As we passed the kitchen he grabbed a tumbler with a drink in it and handed it to me. "Let's keep the party going?" I took it and swallowed the whole drink in one gulp. He poured me another and took me outside. It was winter and cold, so the deck was slippery and I was out of it so I stumbled and slipped a few times. He caught me but my bathrobe was falling off. Thankfully his back deck was hidden from view of neighbours and I was fine to be naked. We jumped in the tub. He is an middle-aged man, average fitness, and his cock was rock hard and dripping. He clearly was excited. I could see his cock bouncing as he sat across from me in the tub. The hot water and jets were soothing, but the drugs and alcohol were working me and my dick was rock hard. He started at it for a bit, while we sat there silently. He had the same smile the entire time, like he was appreciating a long sought after prize. He waded over across the tub and grabbed my dick and whispered in my ear. "What do you want?" I moaned, but I grabbed his hand from my dick and moved it to my asshole as I moved my legs up. He moved in closer and started to finger my hole. He used his other hand to grab my dick. Again, I really didnt want to cum or be pleasured in this way so I grabbed his hand and said "No, Sorry, I really dont want to cum". While doing this I pulled him a bit closer, so his dick was inches away from ass. He continued to lightly finger me. Him: "Oh, so you want to get fucked eh?" Big smile on his face. He reached behind me to where his housecoat was hanging bringing his body up and out of the water and his dick right in front of my face. I was spinning and so horny, I instantly put it in my mouth. He groaned. He stayed for a bit, but then hopped back in the water and handed me something. A bottle of poppers. I opened the poppers and took a few really deep hits. As soon as it started hitting me the combo of drugs, booze, and poppers made me insatiable. I was losing control. I pulled his body closer to mind and the head of his dick hit my hole. He was about 7inches and average thickness, uncut. I had zero intentions of fucking in the water, but I wanted to feel his dick. He pushed slightly. We kept this up silently for a few minutes, him with his eyes mostly shut, and me taking hits of poppers and downing the second drink. Him: "Fuck. Oh man. You want it bad. We should go upstairs." I didnt wait for any discussion, I just pulled myself out of the water so he could get a good view of my ass. I left the house coat there and walked inside and headed towards the stairs. I knew he would follow. I grabbed my clothes and brought them upstairs with me and took a quick detour to the bathroom, yelling downstairs, "Just gonna run to the bathroom. Meet you in the bedroom" In the bathroom I looked at myself, with my pupils heavily dilated, my body shaking a bit from the cold outside and the exhaustion, and rock hard cock I looked like. a hungry cockslut cliché. I opened my phone and looked at Grindr, seeing that he was online just meters away, while also seeing lots of other new guys online. At this point it was 10am on a Sunday. Lots of closeted men around I bet, looking to release their loads. I broke up some powder and took a few lines and decided to swallow another pill before heading back out the hallway to the bedroom. His bedroom and the bathroom were connected, and on the other side of the bedroom seemed to be a den that was also connected to the bathroom. When I got to the bedroom he was laying back on the bed on his phone and set out on the nightstand were a few sex toys, another bottle of poppers, condoms, and lube. I jumped on the bed as well. I started sucking his cock while he was on his phone. He was enjoying himself and put the phone down and closed his eyes. I was really hungry and horny, and I was thinking, I need to finish this and head out to a hotel. I was so horny and I knew one dick wasn't going to be enough. I needed to fill this day with sex. HIs cock was rock hard and I decided it was time to roll over. I went facedown into the pillows, not saying a word, and put my ass up. He seemed to get the hint and got up behind me. He started rimming my hole and reached out under neath me to grab my dick. I didnt mind as it seemed he was going to fuck me soon after a good rimming, but shortly after he started sucking my cock again. I let him continue for a minute, but I couldnt handle it for long. I moaned, "Please fuck me. I really want it" I pulled his body forward so his dick was against my ass. It was a bit abrupt and violent, but I wanted it so bad. He fell hard on top of me. I reached back and grabbed his dick and positioned it at my hole. He slipped in slightly. He groaned, pumped in a little then pulled out completely. "Sorry man. We should really use a condom. Can I suck you some more". He pulled me over onto my side. He had a really frustrated look on his face, and I am sure I did to. I decided this wasn't going to work. Me: "Sorry man. This isn't what I need. I need to get fucked. I should go." He looked really disappointed. Him: "I just want to suck you for a bit. It really turns me on. Please?" I was really feeling the mix of everything and I couldn't even bother to pretend. Me: "No, I just really want to get fucked. Im gonna get a hotel and invite some guys over." His face looked so surprised. I could tell he wasn't expecting that, nor was he ready to let me go. He was slowly rubbing my dick and it felt good, but I could tell I was getting too close. "You have to stop, I really dont want to cum, I just want to get fucked". He had a really pervy grin on his face. Him: "Okay. Why don't you just invite guys here?" I was surprised. I really didnt expect that. Him: "I really like to watch. I have a cam set up here already, so I can just hang out in the other room while you get fucked. That really turns me on and that way we both get what we want. You seem partied up, dont you want to get fucked?" He suddenly was so persuasive and demanding. Sexy even. My cock jumped. He was staring me right in the eyes. Him: "I was already chatting with a few guys. You don't need a hotel, you can just do it here. What do you think?" I didnt hesitate. "Yeh. Okay. But you have to stay there and we pretend I am alone. I am going to be blindfolded, ass up, and taking dick. You can send guys over too, but Ill use my phone as well. No recording though. We will message each other on Grindr." He smiled. "Deal" He jumped off the bed and started setting things up. Camera was positioned near the side of the bed, but it was discreet, on a desk. No one would see it. The curtains were drawn. I went back to the bathroom took a few more lines and looked in the mirror again. I looked awful, but horny. I came out of the bathroom twitching and nervously shaking with excitement and he was gone. The sex toys, condoms, and lube were still on the nightstand, but the poppers were gone. I still had the other bottle he had given me. Next to these items was something new. A jockstrap with a hard jock in the front, and a blindfold. I put both on and climbed into bed. My rock hard and leaking cock strained against the hard jock. The blindfold rested on top of my head. He was gone and I am guessing in the other room. Apparently we were both going to get what we wanted. I positioned myself ass up, half on the blankets, but I could tell he turned the heat up, so I just did it to protect some level of modesty. I opened grindr and right away I saw I had three messages. The first was from him. He sent a picture and some text. The picture was of me laying in bed through a computer screen. An image of the video footage he was watching. In front of the screen was his rock hard and leaking cock. The message read, "this is hot. Let me know if you want me to send guys. I know a few who could be into this. Condoms and lube are there for you." I replied back, "Thanks". I didnt intend on using condoms and I dont need to tell him that. He will figure it out on his own. I didnt know what the day was going to bring, but I checked the other messages. Two anonymous and nameless profiles, both under 2 miles away, and both had sent dick pics with messages. I didnt look at the messages very hard, in fact, it was getting hard to read, the lines were swirly. I just sent both a pic of me in a jock strap from my photo gallery, and I sent the location pin with a message that read, "Looking to get fucked here anonymously. I am ass up and face down in bed upstairs. Door is unlocked. You into this? Just want you to come in and fuck me and leave. Cool?" Plus the address and description of the house. I copied this message into my notes so I could use it again. No immediate response from either. I refreshed a couple of times, but still nothing. Decided to go back to the main page and check the other apps and sites to see what was happening. I saw another message come in from the guy who was in the other room. Let's call him Host. Host: "Let me know who is coming over. Im so turned on. Send me their profiles and any pics they send. You ready? I have all day so take as long as you want." Clearly, this was a fantasy of his and I was going to let him have it. I was getting what I wanted, so it didnt matter to me. I sent him screen grabs of who I was chatting with and the messages I sent. He just replied, "Fucking hot". My phone vibrated. One of the guys messaged back. "Cool. Be there in 10 minutes". I decided I wanted to up the game and really get things twisted. I got off the bed and went into the bathroom, bringing one of the medium sized buttplugs and lube. I messaged Host to tell him someone was coming over and I just wanted to prepare a bit. In the bathroom I dumped one of the baggies I had into the bottle of lube and swirled it around. The bottle was half empty so this was going to be a strong booty bump experience. I stuck a finger in my hole with a bit wad of spiced up lube and followed it up with the butt plug. I inserted it all the way in and left it there, hopping back onto the bed. I sent Host a message. Me: "he will be here shortly." Host responded, "Have fun. Ill be watching". There were some other messages, a response from one of the original two. The other guy said no thanks, then his profile disappeared. Rather know now than waste time. I saw the other profile getting closer and closer. I put the blindfold over my eyes, took a huge hit of poppers, and got into position. The buttplug felt amazing, I was rolling really heavily, and feeling like I was about to get exactly what I wanted. -----

The first time I ever heard about intentional HIV transmission was on American network TV, in an episode of Law & Order from the late 90s. It wasn’t porn. It wasn’t even gay. But still something stuck in my sex-fueled 14 y/o mind about it. Throughout my teens and 20s, I tried to have “normal” relationships with “normal” guys. I knew I “wasn’t supposed to” be turned on by HIV, but the thoughts kept coming back on their own. They made me super horny. I tried to repress this part of me, but it kept asserting itself. I (quietly) started bugchasing in 2013. The next year, I started dating a guy who told me about a new thing called PrEP. He wanted both of us to start Truvada, and I reluctantly agreed. Then we broke up. I stopped Truvada and I never returned to using condoms. I imply dropped my presumptions about how I was “supposed to” act. I paid attention to my body's reactions, and embraced the thoughts behind them. Slowly the poz scene became the most powerful sexual attraction I could find. I accepted that as part of my nature. I no longer feel conflicted, and I'm much happier (and hornier) for it.

I cumdumped for the first time this week, I managed to get 11 loads. I found it to be a lot less hot than it actually was? The spell was sort of broken as soon as I left the hotel and I thought for a quick thrill I'm questioning how worth it cumdumping really is? It's all fun until you realise you have to get on with real life, and this sort of sleazy ideal situation that we're fed through porn and forums isn't actually real? Like yeah sex is great, physical pleasure is great. But that's it? I can't really see the drive behind it beyond that (personally) ~ this is just me though, I'm not critiquing anyone's sex life, do what you want I don't give a shit lol. Just saying personally it wasn't for me. Am I thinking too hard into this? I think the big thing for me was thinking 'oh shit I've literally just wasted two days where i could have been doing a million other things?'

Admittedly I'm late to cruising, started in 93. But the whole I'm waiting for that perfect guy to stroll into the ABS and grace them with dick or ass was prevalent during that time. And watched as these dudes sit down one guy after another and then bitch about how horrible the cruising is there, while their blowing guys off I'm actually blowing those same guys getting dick and enjoying myself.

Wait…gay people are ageist?!? What? Don’t tell me they’re racist, sizeist, and discriminate on looks too!? Can gay guys be petty and shallow? Yes, but that’s NOT solely function of how old they are. Yeah, guys my age can be ageist, we don’t have a lock on that…there’s plenty of middle aged guys who like guys my age and won’t even consider an older guy. That’s not excusing it, but that is lying it bare. I’ve been called horrible racist names not just by older guys, but by middle aged guys, and guess what…guys my age too! Do I criticize only older gays for being racist? No. Only Anglos for being racist? No. I criticize racists for being racist. Just like I criticize fat shamers for being size-ist. Criticize the haters for their hate. Don’t criticize an age cohort for being ageist, criticize the conduct and behavior. Not all guys my age are ageist…some are into older guys. We’re not all needy mindless shallow guys too absorbed in TikTok wanting participation ribbons for everything we do. Because you know what you did? YOU were ageist…guilty of the very same thing you complained of. Shame on you.

If you think the pup scene isn't sleazy you haven't met the Atlanta pups like me. We just had Dog days weekend at the Parliament resort in Augusta where I, pup Canyon, was publicly mounted, fucked, bred and fisted by piles of resorts guests and other pups. When i am at the local bar for pup night i am in the back room with my lubes, in my pup gear, getting fucked and fisted while pups and bar patrons watch or take a turn in me. And that's not even getting into my L and XL Bad Dragon K9 toys. We Pups and Furries are way more sleazy and perverted than you realize. That said, i agree the apps have reinforced exclusionism. And, as to the OP's original issue much of what is infecting the younger males (all of whom seem to have serious daddy/coach issues) is the lack of a male figure in their lives. Single women have raised large number of these boys to think like they were raised about their female bodies. Notice how younger guys all change clothes under a towel in the men's locker room and have this wholesale investment in the hetero monogamous couple that looks like a gay version of the Cleavers right out of Plesantville. And they get disappointed every time when it turns out 1 or both of them were 'cheating.' The hyper concern with consent grows out of that too. The relief I see so frequently in guys' eyes when I tell them i am a public sexual play space tells me how bad it's gotten, especially when with guys (bears, cubs, just plain average build) that are not the muscled beast build like me. It's why i like sex clubs over bath houses. The latter is to much teasing cat and mouse play. The sex club, guys all know they are there to fuck like animal in heat and do so.

I actually see the opposite at times. A lot young people want to fuck, they just aren’t into the group thing as much. It’s the “older” (35+) are the ones who are acting uptight about sex. They are the ones still thinking they are 20, sitting around waiting for another 20 year old. I can’t count how many times at the local cruising spot or sauna I seen middle age guys sitting around holding out for that perfect 25 year old jock, when it’s dozens of regular guys ready and willing to fuck. Or show up at a local motel for a Cumdump only to say “sorry I’m saving it for later.” Then they’ll scurry off in their little mini coopers, mad, bitter but pretending like they have action somewhere else. When u had all the chance to fuck right there. I mean if you want to hold out for a specific type of guy fine, but that’s basically the same thing guys are accusing younger folks of doing. They are just choosing to move into together and buy a dog and have a relationship in between sexual exploits.

Your update changes the outlook a bit. It now sounds like an issue of control, jealousy, insecurity, or some combination thereof. To say “You can’t Top anyone else until you Top me and I’m going to decide when (if) you Top me” is the same as saying “I’m going to decide whether you ever get to Top anyone at all.” Which is the same as saying he plans to keep you as a bottom until he decides otherwise. Which may be never. I will say this next thing very cautiously, because sometimes the worst thing you can do is to suggest to sow a seed of discontent in an otherwise happy person. Take it only as something to consider alongside the good things the two of you have going. You describe your relationship as wonderful, but your narrative contains clues of potential discord that you may be either overlooking or dismissing because you don’t want to confront them. I fear you will not be able to leave them unaddressed indefinitely. You have an unmet need, and the longer it goes unmet, the more discontented you will become until discontent turns eventually into anger, sadness, apathy or resentment - any of which could spell trouble for your relationship. That he reacts with anger suggests he feels threatened in some way. I can’t begin to speculate on his underlying psychology - I don’t know a thing about him - but how you deal with his anger (in general) is going to make a big difference in how this resolves. If he is the sort of person who is accustomed to getting his way by making noise and acting out, you’ll have to decide how much of that you plan to put up with. You’ll also have to decide how much you’re willing to be controlled, make it crystal clear where the line is drawn, and never back down from that line one inch if (when) he tests it. I’m afraid it sounds like you’re going to have to insist on some parity in the relationship when it comes to the matters in question, and obtaining it may make for some uncomfortable moments. Ultimately, though, your relationship will likely be much healthier for it - or else you will discover that things are not at all as rosy as you thought they were. Good luck.

Part 3 (Finally pozzed) Adam returned to the gym few days later, Cronus wasn’t there, but few strangers were. Adam saw his bottle waiting for him just next to where Antoni is sitting. As expect, the bottle was filled with a light-yellow liquid. Adam: thanks Antoni. Antoni: you’re welcum. Adam took a sip of Antoni piss, a bit salty as expected. He did train as usual, couldn’t do anything sex related since other men were there. Most of them were middle-aged men and quite muscular too, but not as much as him or Cronus. Also, the spot where he was bred by Cronus was cleaned, but not on the mirror where his precum droplets fly over. On his way out, he drank what was left of his bottle in front of Antoni and asked him: Adam: Thanks for the electrolytes, how long would it take to fill it with your protein mix? Antoni looks at the bottle. Antoni: I would say a week or two, it is after all a big bottle. However, I expect to have a bottle your personal protein mix in exchange. Adam: I will prepare that shake will pleasure. Then he left. Over the next six months, he focused his all his attention on the development of the treatment for HIV he planned. The results were very encouraging. Usually, doing research is a long and arduous process (no pun intended), results most of time are scarce or doubtful. However, for this project, it was the opposite. The team’s dynamic was likely the cause. Within the 2 first months, the markers were conceived and even tested. The synthetic immune system was a bigger problem, but the schedule was respected. The last step was human testing. As the testing progress and correction were implemented, Adam felt confident enough to secretly inject himself with the first marker. After few days, he checked if the marker was effectively in him and it was, no side effect. It is time to become Cronus son. Adam texted him. Adam: *Hello future Dad, how are you? * Cronus: *Hi, doing great, I’m still eager to get my DNA permanently deep in you. * Adam: *Good, I was texting you exactly for that, how fertile are you? * Cronus*My viral load is 1.1 millon, I’ve never been that high. I must impregnate you soon. As I was waiting for you, I’ve already seeded two new sons. * Adam: *mmm, I want you, I want your babies. I want to be your new toxic son * They schedule something at Cronus place. He told him to get a deep enema and too fast before, because once his cock will be inside, nothing gets out for the weekend. Adam wasn’t sure what he meant, but he followed his instructions. After the enema, he wiped his ass to be bare as possible, to remove all the lube used for the enema. Cronus lives in an apartment complex, he told Adam to come to his place naked. There was an underground parking, so he drove to his place. He got naked and place his clothes in the car and hide the key. However, a man definitely saw him passing by, he said nothing, but Adam felt that he was looking at him. Few minutes later, he finally gets in front of Cronus door. His cock is so hard it hurts, he leaks precum droplets everywhere. Adam never felt so nervous in his life, he knocks once on the door and it opens immediately, revealing Cronus completely naked. Adam almost sees him in slow motion, his heavily muscular tanned hairy body in full display, his pierced big cock fully erected resting under the biohazard tattoo scribed on his lower belly. His balls sack is abnormally large, Adam suspect that Cronus filled it with saline. Then, Cronus musk hit him, it was intense and manly. It didn’t take long to come back to reality, Cronus grabbed Adam and pull him inside his apartment. Like the first time, without a word, they kissed and hugged their sweaty naked body. After few minutes of intense kissing, Adam moved slowly down on Cronus, kissing and licking. He spends a few moments on his nipples then went on his biohazard tattoo, slowly kissing and licking it. Going down even more, he licks Cronus uncut cock, enjoying his aroma and flavors, playing with his large Prince Albert piercing. Adam guides Cronus right hand on his throat, holding it there. With one push, Adam deepthroats Cronus cock. Being balls deep inside Adam throat, Cronus also felt his cock passing just underneath his right hand. Not willing to waste Cronus fertile semen in his stomach, Adam pulls out of the deepthroat. Gently, with both hands, Adam holds Cronus enormous balls sack with hands and licks, kiss it, almost worshipped it. Cronus: That is fun, but I want to impregnate you now. Adam: Not before I flood your cock and balls with my last neg load. Cronus: You want to use that sounding tool again? Adam: Hell yeah. Cronus: Ok go get it. After Adam installs the sounding hollow tube between him and Cronus, Adam jerks off his big cock until his semen goes deep inside Cronus cock, flooding it. Adam’s huge load (1.5 liter) even fills Cronus bladder when Adam gives the final push. As Adam remove the sounding tube, he pinches Cronus urethras near his cock head, trapping the semen inside. Adam aligns his asshole with Cronus cock head, taking some time to scratch it roughly. Then forcibly impaled himself on Cronus hard cock, without any kind of lubricant. With a common motion, they both work to a fuck rhythm. Despite the fucking feeling intensely good, Adam felt Cronus’s Prince Albert ripping his ass. Adam’s semen was leaking for Cronus cock, providing a little natural lubricant for intense pounding. After few minutes, Cronus paused and lifted Adam off the ground while his cock remained inside of him. It was quite a challenge since Adam was quite heavy. Cronus brought Adam to his bed then resume the pounding, sometimes while kissing. Adam felt the area around his asshole getting wetter and there was a faint smell of iron in the air. After few minutes, Adam cum between himself and Cronus chest, creaming their abdomens. Less than a minute later, Cronus asked Adam: Cronus: I’m getting close to breed your ass. Do you still want my babies? Adam: Impregnate me! I want your toxic semen! I want your babies! I want to become your son! I want to be yours forever! Breed me! Adam kept repeating the same few words until he felt Cronus was impregnate him. With the sight of the biohazard tattoo on his future father, Adam heard Cronus shout a guttural “Ah” while orgasming. He could feel Cronus cock pulsate inside his ass, flooding him with a very fertile, a very toxic load of manly semen. While staying inside Adam’s ass, Cronus laid on Adam muscular body, breathing heavily. Adam: Thanks Dad 😊 Cronus: It was my pleasure to impregnate you. But it isn’t over yet. As I said, my cock will stay inside your ass the entire weekend until I’m sure you are fully loaded with my toxic semen and then, I will fuck you again and again, even if my balls are empty. Adam gave a strong and tight hug to Cronus, while kissing like there was no tomorrow. Later, Cronus talked with Adam to coordinate the next position. With some gymnastic and acrobatic moves, Adam lies on his belly and Cronus is on top of him, his big cock still deep inside Adam’s warm and wet ass. A bit too wet… Cronus looks at his cock and that Adam bled more than he expected, usually it’s pinker. Now, Cronus clearly see a thin layer of blood covering his cock and Adam ass. Cronus thinking: **Good, my babies will have more opportunities to get impregnate him.** They watch the TV inside Cronus bedroom while resting a bit. Adam: I think I can sleep in that position, but we still need to hydrate and eat a little. How are we going to do that while staying mated? Cronus: One of my eldest sons will come tomorrow to feed us and help with the rest. Adam: Who is he? Cronus: Oh, you don’t know, well then it is a surprise. But I can tell you that he never took the meds. He somehow manages despite being very toxic. Don’t worry, I will stay inside you, that way I’m sure I will be you’re the man who impregnated you. Adam: I’m eager to meet him. During that evening and night, Cronus breed for more times Adam. Adam falls asleep while tightly clamping his anus around Cronus cock. Cronus strapped himself to be sure that his cock, even if it’s soft, stay inside Adam. They barely slept. Next morning, Cronus wake up with a morning wood, his now hard cock still planted inside Adam’s ass. I saw that the blood dried. Despite that, it didn’t stop him to breed him once more. About an hour later, they both heard the apartment door being unlocked and someone enter. They heard him dropping bags and noises indicating most likely that person was undressing. Adam was oriented in a way that he could see who it was unless that person comes near the bed side. Familiar voice: Hello Dad, how was the breeding? Someone walks on the top of the bed and kiss Cronus. That person now steps near the bed side to be in the line of sight of Adam. Adam: Antoni ‽ Antoni: Good morning Adam. Adam sees an almost identical biohazard tattoo on Antoni lower belly. The name at the top is Cronus, the name at the center of the symbol his Atlas. However, it was the names at the bottom of the symbol that shocked Adam, so many of them. Dozens of them were tattooed there, in a list that continued on his legs! Obviously, Atlas erect cock was as he saw in the gym months ago, almost 2 feet long and crown with cockhead slightly similar of a horse or bull. It was stupidly thick, thick as a coffee mug. Underneath hangs an impressive although possible balls sack. The man, either shaved most of his body or had very little body hair. Despite that, for someone with that kind of muscle mass, he was surprisingly lean, but very veiny. Adam stretches his arm to touch Atlas. Atlas didn’t that a hot man touches his cock, but Adam went for the biohazard tattoo. He was fascinated by it, petting it. The last description to add to Atlas was he was still in his early thirties. However, one question was burning Adam mind. Adam: Did any of your sons took the name of Zeus? Cronus: No, because it was my duty as the father to name my sons and I didn’t want to give the name of Zeus. It is too much and unoriginal. Also, Zeus fucked almost every living being near him, especially women. Adam: Well, I did fuck several women and impregnated some of them. Cronus: Why do you want that name? Adam: Why not? I liked it. Cronus: As you wish, son, that name is reserved for you until you get baptize with your tattoo. Over the next 2 days, Atlas feed both Adam and Cronus with snack that can be absorbed completely. He quenched their thirst with his semen and piss. At some point, Cronus asked Adam if wanted to shower and said yes. Once said, Atlas left the bedroom for about an hour. When he came back, they resumed either the conversation or fucking. After several hours, Atlas climbed up on the bed and installed a small nozzle in his urethra. Holding it, he showered both Cronus and Adam, despite wetting the bed. On the last day of the impregnation weekend, Cronus asked Atlas to recharge him as much as possible, he will need all the sexual stimulation to keep breeding Adam ass. Cronus didn’t get an enema, but Atlas was kind enough to lube his enormous cock before penetrating Cronus ass. Adam, still underneath Cronus, swears that he could feel Atlas cock moving Cronus belly. At some point later that day, Cronus told Adams that it should be enough to get him pregnant. He unceremoniously unstraps himself out of the bed and slowly pulls out his sore cock out of Adam. Cronus inserts a butt plug in Adam ass. After a lot of cocks licking clean, kissing and thanking, Adam return to his car naked, then home. 3 weeks after, Adam gets an intense fever, muscles cramps and fatigue. Cronus hosts him during that time, obviously he was greeted with more ass breeding. Cronus took great care to suck and drink all Adam semen during the infection, to be sure that no neg semen is left in him and savor a rich thick semen in his mouth. When Adam felt better, he used an HIV home test kit as per requites of Cronus. To synchronize the quick test, had a blood sample sent to his lab a few days prior. Now, the lab gave the results back in an envelope. The quick test came back positive showing 2 bars. Adam opened the envelope and clearly understood that he was now HIV positive without any doubt. It was a shock for him, but he overcomes it thinking about his plan … and all the congratulations fucking helped too. Prelude to chapter 4 Adam gets his toxic blood biohazard tattoo and his plan slowly unfold. /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// I love comments, feel free to leave several. I’m open to critics as long as they are constructive. Otherwise, for those positive off meds men who are reading this, please send me a private message if you are looking to pass your DNA and procreate a new son.

This isn't new - I've seen this kind of thing going on since I started out in the mid 90's. The tech we carry with us makes it easier and worse: I've seen people using the torch function on their mobile or smartwatch to illuminate a dark room. The apps seem to push this. A point I've made elsewhere, search filters are binary - you set them up to find a 20-39 yr old tattooed top poz muscle bear into bondage and watersports and it will filter all the non matching profiles out leaving a handful of perfect matches. Truth is there are a ton of guys who match 80% of your criteria who get filtered and you miss the opportunity and experience of engaging them. I've never been a fan of the pup scene - it doesn't turn me on because for see it seems to lack the sleazy edge that more traditional fetish scenes are built upon. It's a "Disney" fetish - sanitised and acceptable. I've always held the opinion that what we see in porn, read on the forums here, and experience in interactions with profiles on sites like BBRT, NKP, BZ etc is 90% fantasy and 10% reality - and getting guys to jump from the fantasy to the reality is REALLY hard. In my opinion you have to find your people IRL - the bars, clubs, or cruising spots where they hang out. Lockdowns made that hard, but it's beginning to recover a bit.

I am living my own fantasy to the fullest 😜

I don't have a problem with older guys. What i have a problem with is older guys who try to fool themselves into think they're still in their 20's and still as hot as they used to be. I see more of them striking out than the guys who accept themselves as they are. You can botox your face but you're still going to look the same age "with a botox face". The same with telling plastic surgery. All it looks like is someone older trying to pull off someone younger. You're not fooling anyone but yourself. The most attractive older guys to me are the guys who are living their age, not trying to live as if they're years younger when they're really not. And if you're using meth in your 50's and 60's, that's not hot, that's just a problem, and not an attractive problem.

Man, I am so over those "save it for later" types. To me they are no better than the meth addicts who can't keep it hard.

I've been partnered and monogamous long enough that I haven't had to go through those changes, but it wouldn't surprise me. When I was young, 'old' was always about three years older than I was at the time - until I started getting around 25, when 'old' stalled out at around that number. I'm now in my 50s and it's been a decade or two since I would be boned about fucking myself. Some guys are just like that. There are also young guys who love (or at least are ok with) older guys, and that makes me happy, even if I'm not out there hunting them down IRL. However, my last experience before becoming permanently-partnered was with a twink who I later found was just looking for someone with a checkbook. That gave me a decidedly bad taste in my mouth, so be wary of those, unless you've got more money than you need, and don't mind giving it away. The key is for the two types of guys to find each other. That isn't always the easiest thing, especially if you're in a small group of people like a particular sex club on a Wednesday night, or the back rooms of an adult book store (if those things even still exist). Online is probably the best way to go these days I expect.

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.”

** While this story may sound realistic, I assure the reader that it is fiction. ** As regular readers know, I am a total slut who loves to get a room in a seedy motel and take anonymous loads from strangers. Of course, COVID put a major crimp in that fetish, but I've been able to resume somewhat, having had four encounters since the beginning of May. This is the story of my most recent. To help release some of the pent-up slut energy I've been nursing since March 2020, I decided that rather than just an afternoon, like I normally do, I would take an entire day off and spend it taking random loads. On the appointed day, I headed out of the house but instead of driving to the office, I drove to a cheap motel on the outskirts of town, near the highway. I always find that a motel with easy access from a highway exit helps increase my success. I arrived at the motel a little after 7:30 am, and while the desk clerk gave me an odd look when I asked for a room, he was happy to take my money. Key card secured, I headed for the room. I have used this motel a few times before. While it's convenient to the highway, one of the drawbacks is that it's a chain motel and therefore is 'family oriented' - short for there's no porn on the TV. Porn and poppers are a fun way to spend the time in between visitors. Still, I like it because it's relatively clean, and more importantly, the room doors all open to the outside so no one has to walk through a lobby. For a few days before I had been posting on sites like Doublelist and BBRT announcing that I would be available, so I had a ready group of guys to whom I could send the room number while I prepped. I went into the bathroom and douched. I had not eaten at all the previous day so I would stay nice and clean. Properly prepared, I taped the door latch in the open position, switched off the main light so only a faint glow came from the bathroom, and got on the bed. Laying on my stomach, I perused the apps. I updated Grindr and Sniffies to indicate that I was available, and checked my burner email account. As I had hoped, the pings began, and in short order I had sent the room number to even more men. I figured it was only a matter of time before the first guy walked in, so I grabbed my blindfold and positioned it over my forehead, ready to be pulled down at a moment's notice. I was glad I had - in less than a minute the door opened and in came the first of what I hoped would be many today! I pulled down the blindfold and got up on all fours with my ass pointed at the foot of the bed, but he pushed me back onto my stomach. I hit my brown bottle as I heard him undress, then the click of the lube bottle cap. In no time he was on top of me, his hard cock sliding into me like a heat-seeking missile. I could smell his aftershave and was sure this was someone dumping his load on his way to work. As I felt his cock spasm in my hole, the door opened and someone else walked in. The first guy quickly departed as I felt a set of hands caressing my ass - then another. Two tops! One positioned himself on the bed, directing my mouth to his cock. It was thick but not long, so while at first I had trouble wrapping my mouth around it, I was unable to deep throat him. Still, he tasted clean with just a slight hint of salt. While this was going on, the other pulled me up onto my hands and knees and explored my freshly creamed hole first with his fingers, then his tongue. It was at this point that the door opened again and I heard a voice. "Sorry we're late," he said. "Traffic." "Shhhhhh," the guy working my hole responded. From that point, no one said a word. 'We're late,' the newcomer had said. How many had come in? It took at least two to make 'we'. Could it have been more? It was still early in the day, and already I was on my way to breaking my previous record - a paltry nine loads in four hours. Soon the tongue and fingers were replaced by a cock. He slid into me easily but filled me completely. My walls stretched around him as he began pumping in and out. Soon I heard him gasp as his cock danced in my hole, giving me my second load of the day. The guy in my mouth hopped off the bed and took his place. No one replaced him in my mouth. In less than a minute he grabbed my hips and held still as he pumped load number three into my guts. Spent, he slid out and brought his now-flaccid cock around to my mouth. I greedily sucked the cum and ass juices off. It tasted amazing, sweet and creamy. More pressure on my hole told me one of the new arrivals was about to take his turn. He felt huge as my hole opened up to let him in, but he slid in effortlessly. He began taking long, slow strokes as someone else climbed onto the bed to feed me his cock. Then I felt the bed move again as someone got on it from the other side. There were at least three! In no time, I was alternately sucking the two cocks offered to me while the third continued to slide in and out of my hole. I was in heaven! The brown bottle made regular trips to my nose as I serviced these three men. At last the first one quickened his pace, and I felt him release a gush of cum deep inside me. The other two got off the bed and to my surprise, began alternately slamming their cocks into my well used hole! They took turns, each one slamming home before withdrawing to give the other access. They were both as well-hung as the previous guy, and they were hitting my prostate in such a way that I wasn't sure how long I could take the assault. The precum streamed from my cock as they massaged my prostate over and over. Just when I thought I might have to tap out, one grabbed my hips and power-fucked his load into me. He withdrew and fed me his cock so I could taste the cum on it. I savored it as the third took his place behind me and rammed home. In a few short strokes, he was giving me his load. Like his friend, he too fed me his cock to clean off. I had no idea what time it was, but I had no doubt that an hour had not yet elapsed and here I was with six loads in me already! I felt a little woozy from all the pounding (and the poppers), and shifted forward so I could again lay on my stomach as the three guys went out the door. I needed a short rest and to check my phone before the next guy showed up. "Not so fast," another voice said. Wait, had a fourth top arrived with the other three, or had someone else come in while they were fucking me? I had no idea and anyway, it didn't matter. I was there to service all comers. I resumed my position on my hands and knees, waiting to take yet another cock on my way to breaking my record. "You're gonna feel this," he whispered, and I again felt pressure on my hole. I heard the click of the lube cap and the cool drizzle of the liquid as it oozed down my crack and onto the head of his cock. He was MASSIVE. I had never had a cock this big inside me before, I could tell. I reached back to feel him and felt as though I was grabbing someone's forearm. Was he going to fist me? But no, I felt both his hands on my hips as this gigantic cock penetrated me, stretching my hole and rectum to dimensions they had never been stretched before. It hurt with a burning, searing pain but I was determined to take that cock. I took mighty huffs from my brown bottle, gritted my teeth, and thrust back to meet him. I felt a burning pain as my poor asshole struggled to accommodate such a huge piece of man meat. I kept hitting the brown bottle to loosen myself up. Thankfully he was gentle, easing out and then slowly sliding back in as I got accustomed to his size. Gradually I did loosen up, and he began to go faster. My mind's eye pictured the gape I would have when this stranger was done with me as his pace picked up more and he plowed me relentlessly. At last he let out a low, animal moan as he unleashed his cum deeper than any man before. He pushed me forward and I lay on my stomach on the bed, his giant cock still embedded in my ass. He lay on top of me with his mouth close to my ear. "The last six guys who fucked you," he said, "were all poz. None of us is on meds. Hope you enjoyed it." I froze. My vision went blurry and I was unable to hear anything. I rarely if ever ask a guy's status before he fucks me bareback. I accept the risk that some of the guys who fuck me might be poz, but I had never envisioned this kind of scenario. Six well-hung poz tops using me in quick succession. If the first five hadn't torn me open, the last sure as hell had. Surely it had to take. I was knocked up. By the time I regained my senses, the last guy was out the door and I heard a car - presumably theirs - driving away. I lay there on the bed trying to digest what had happened, and what the implications might be. After a few minutes the door opened, and another top guy walked in. As though on autopilot, I got back up on my hands and knees as he undressed. I felt a finger slide inside me, then two. "Wow," he whispered. "That's some gape." Then his fingers were in my mouth, feeding me the cum out of my ass - the mostly poz cum. Six out of seven guys, that's what, about 85 percent? But I surprised myself. I sucked greedily on his fingers, cleaning off every bit of that cum as he climbed on the bed. His already-hard cock slid into me. He steadied himself with his hands on my shoulders, and proceeded to pump my eighth load of the day into my destroyed hole. He dressed and left without another word. Now that I was past the initial shock, I found myself craving more cocks and more cum inside me. The rest of the day was just that. Men came and went, adding their loads to the poz ones brewing inside me. I didn't know anyone else's status, and I didn't care. I felt free. And of course, no one asked me my status, or if I had a toxic brew inside me before sticking their raw cock in my hole. It was my little secret. By the time I finally got dressed around 5:00 pm, it had been nine hours and I had been fucked by 23 men, a new personal best. I went home, plugged my hole, then showered and took a well-deserved nap.

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No I think he likes the attention. To some guys, that’s better than cumming

Not to derail the topic, but last three times I was at SD CumUnion and there is this guy there who will stay hour grunting and hollering like he’s about to cum, never does, and ends up leaving. Hilarious but annoying.

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This afternoon I spent 5 hours at Midtowne Spa LA. Crowd was a bit light, I think people are starting to worry about the Delta surge. They require proof of vaccination to get in and masks in the public areas, so I decided to give it a shot. After 4 and a half hours, I had been fucked by 4 guys, 3 loads and probably sucked off a dozen guys at various glory holes. Not a record by any measure, but a couple of the anon cocks I took ass up were decent fucks. Still, a bit disappointed. Got dressed in my shorts and T'shirt and as is my usual want to do, did one more circuit of the various dark rooms before leaving. In the basement, I saw a young kid, cute, nice cock, curly hair, college baby bear who looked familiar. I went up to him and dropped my mask and started making out and feeling him up. From behind, in a dark cubicle with no door, I felt a hand softly stroking my ass and playing with my hole through my shorts. I turned, thinking I'd ask him to back off when I reached down and felt one of the largest, thickest black cocks I've ever experienced. Incredibly thick. And the guy was an in shape dad with beautiful nipples and a rugged handsome face, at least what I could see with his mask on. I quickly abandoned college boy and focused on my new best friend. After mutual nipple play, I turned, pulled my shorts down, reached into my bag and lubed up and presented my hole. He gently but firmly slid in. Its a bit trite to say I saw stars for a minute, but he really took me to that place of pain and pleasure. He pulled out for more lube and the second time it was better and got even better as he began to piston me. He fucked me a good 10 minutes, me just standing there like a cheap whore bent over with hands on knees and shorts puddling on the floor. For those of you who know Midtowne, there is now a big mattress downstairs where the porn viewing used to be. After fucking me standing up, my top motioned for us to go to the mattress, which was just a couple feet away from where he had been pumping me. I took off my shorts and underwear completely and got on the bed as up all fours. He fucked me relentlessly, but by now it was full pleasure. Every once in a while he would pull out and finger my hole, which was quickly beginning to gap and turn out like a pussy. Then he would ram back in. He started to methodically slap my ass as he repeatedly penetrated my sloppy gaping hole. The slapping began to draw a crowd from the glory hole booths downstairs and pretty soon there were two other guys, ass up, next to me, just begging my top to give them a taste. Plus at least 10 other guys just watching. My top started to alternate holes between me and the other two, but always coming back to me for the longest. I started to wonder about what was inside those other two cunts that was now being stuffed up inside my hole, but decided whatever it was, it was worth what was turning out to be one of the hottest breedings of my life. The other two bottoms never really got used to his girth and were whining the whole time he was pumping them. Finally, he refocused on my hole alone and started the inevitable long dicking that I knew would result in being seeded. And so I was. Truly, my hole was so gaped that I had no control when he pulled out and a stream of cum just leaked out of my hole onto the mattress. I stood up, kissed him, had him put his number in my phone and we are now making plans to meet again next week. He told me its rare that someone can handle his cock, let alone so long as I did. And to think I was dressed, on my way home and almost missed him.

My name is Marc and this is the story of how I was “Turned into a Poz Slut”. Let me start off by telling you that I am 19, had just finished my first year of community college. I am 5'10”, 130 pounds, brown hair and eyes. I have a runner’s build mainly due to cross country running in high school and now community college. The most important fact to know is that at the time of this story, I was still a virgin. It all began innocent enough. As usual Rick (my best bud and a decent looking guy) and I were playing video games for a while, kicking back and having a few beers. Rick was 5'6”, about my weight. Out of no where Rick asked me if I wanted to check out some of his new pornos he just gotten a couple days ago. Of course I was game. What teenage guy would say no? He pulled a box off a high shelf in his closet. As we started flipping through them, I was amazed. These weren't the Playboys I had seen before. They were hardcore fuck books. They were full of slutty women, sucking and being fucked by guys with huge, hard cocks. I was boned in seconds. I found myself rubbing my bone through my shorts without even thinking about it. "Fuck dude I've got a boner from hell!" I said. "Yeah, me too. I got to jerk this one off or my cock is going to explode. You going for it too?" He stood up and dropped his shorts. This was the first time I had seen a guy in the flesh with a boner. I knew mine was a good size but his looked bigger. I followed suit and pushed my shorts down too. "Not a bad sized cock but I think I have you beat" he said to me. They looked pretty close to the same length to me, but his was differently fatter, a real pussy splitter. "You ever measure your's?" I shook my head no. He went over to his desk and grabbed a wooden ruler saying "Stand up, dude." With his left hand he pulled my dick down straight, so it was sticking straight out. Fuck I almost shot my load right there. This was the first time someone else touched my dick. He laid the ruler on top of my shaft and measured from the base of my cock to the head. I came in at 7-1/2 inches. Rick then laid the ruler on his cock he was over 8 inches. That out of the way, we went back to spanking our cocks and flipping through the mag's. "Rick, check this out." It was a series of photos of some guy held a chick by her head and burying his huge dick in her face. "Fuck dude I hope I can find a chick that can swallow my pole like that." "Yeah, but it's hard to find any chick that even put it in her mouth" Rick said knowingly, to which I responded "Rick, have you had any chick suck you yet?" "Not yet. But if you promise not to tell anyone I will show you something real cool." "Sure." With that he laid cross ways on the bed, threw his feet over his head and walked them down the wall. My mouth fell open as about half of his cock slid into his mouth. Flexing his knees he was giving himself a blowjob. He did this for a few minutes then straightened back out. "You want to see if you can do it?" "Fuck yeah." I got up on the bed and did every thing like he did but my cock was still six inches from my face. He tried helping for a bit by pushing down on my ass. I had to give up after a bit because my back was starting to hurt. Fuck was I let down. I just fell short of getting my first blowjob, even if it was from myself. I knew I wasn't going to get to see what it was like to do myself right away. Don't ask me why, but I had to see what it was like. "Rick let me try it on you." "NO way dude that's gay!" "You just did it." "Yeah, but it was my own cock." Guess I had him there. He stepped up to me on the bed, with his cock inches from my face. I reached out with my right hand and grabbed his shaft and pulled it out straight. I leaned forward and slid it into my mouth. As I started bobbing up and down his shaft, he hissed "Watch your teeth, dude." I sucked it for a few minutes when he pulled out of my mouth. "I can't do this. Let's just wack`em off." That's as far as my first time went. A bit after we had finished cleaning the puddles of cum off our bellies, I asked Rick if he would let me try it again another time. He wasn't game, but he told me how last summer, he and two of his friends went camping down at the lake. Rick told me that they all caught good buzzes from some weed and beer that they had. They called it a night and all climbed in the tent and crashed. During the night Rick had to take a piss. He noticed both his buds were not in their sleeping bag. After pissing he could hear something was happening behind some bushes. When he peeked through the bushes he about died. Both buds were going at it, one was sucking the other's dick. Rick just left and went back to his bag. Rick mentioned, that if I wanted he could mention me to one of his friend, but Rick didn't want to hear about anything if it did happen to work out. I was still curious so I told him to go ahead. That was the last we talked about it. It actually went long enough that I forgot the whole conversation about his friend. Late that summer I was at a party at Rick's. It was winding down. The beer was almost gone and I was out of weed. I was saying later to everyone this guy named Steve asked me if I could give him a lift home. Steve was a year younger than I, about 6'1", which is about an inch taller then am I. He had spiked brown hair and out-weighed me by 50 pounds. He'd burn one with me when we got there. That was the magic phrase. I told him, "Cool." He lived about five miles out of town. When we got to his apartment we went back to his bedroom. He propped a pillow up on the wall, on his bed and started rolling one. I got the wooden chair. I remember his shit was good. Man did I have a mean buzz going and I was starting to feel very horny. Then totally out of the blue he asks,“You getting horny?” Totally caught off guard, "What?" “Bro, it's not that hard to tell when you're throwing wood.” Sure enough my shorts were tenting. Then Steve asked," You want to suck my cock?' I gave Steve a funny look then he added, “Rick told me you might be interested in sucking some dick?" Now I knew he must be one of the guys Rick had told me about on the camping trip. "Are you serious?" "Does this look serious to you?" He says pulling his shorts down tight to his obvious boner. " I could really go for a blow job right now." "Dude, I don't know." "You already had Rick's cock in your mouth so it's not like you can say you’re not a cocksucker. I don't care who's swinging on my meat as long as it feels good. If you don't want it to get around town you've sucked dick, I think you'll suck mine off." I was totally in shock with his comment. He could see the defeat in my face. "Cool." He says raising his butt off the bed pushes his shorts down, and then kicks them off. "Get over here and start sucking." I kind of went into automatic, I knelt next to the bed, reached out with my right hand and lifted his hard cock off his stomach. The head already had a drop of precum oozing out the slit. I licked it. It had no real flavor but the slickness coated my tongue. I took it into my mouth and start bobbing up and down the shaft. After a minute he tells me to push my tongue tighter up against his shaft. "Oh, yeah, Dude. You're making it feel good. Look at all the ooze you got pumping out of my piss slit. Give my head a good licking." I swirled my tongue all over the head, his precum coating the inside of my mouth and tongue. "It also feels when you lick my balls." With that he bent his knees out and pushes his balls to my lips. The musk off his sack filled my nose. Not bad, just different. I worked his balls for a bit, then Steve told to get back to sucking his cock. With that he poked his cock back into my mouth. I must have been doing it right. He started running his fingers through my hair and telling, "Oh yeah, you're making it feel good man! Suck on that pole." He started jabbing his cock in my mouth, occasionally gagging me when he hit my throat. His words turned to grunts as he pumped my mouth. His fingers tighten a bit more on my head and he started chanting "Fuck, yeah, fuck yeah, FUCK YEAH!" He held my head in place and with a final thrust his cock started pulsing and his cum fired into my mouth. He grunted with every pulse of his dick and his hips bucked a bit. A minute after his cock stopped pumping his juice he fell back on the bed. I swallowed his cum without a thought. It had a strong, sweet banana flavor to it. "If that was your first time you did great." I look down. His cock is still hard and shiny with my spit and some of his cum slime. "I'm beat, but if you want to smoke another one, go ahead and roll it.” As I'm rolling it, Steve asks if I was cool with what we just did. I told him it was kind of cool, thinking of the compliment he gave me on how well I did. I fired up the joint and we got baked again. As we smoked it I noticed his dick never went soft. "Dude you're still hard." "Yeah, it never goes down after the first shot. It usually takes two to five wads before it goes down. I was thinking after we finish this you'd go for another round." "Guess I don't have much choice." He smiled and took another hit. We no more than finished the joint when he looked at me and said "It's time to eat some more dick. Crawl up here between my legs and get busy with it." As I worked his pole into the back part my mouth Steve ran his hands through my hair, and occasionally would grab my head to work my face up and down his pole at the speed he wanted. After about a half an hour he pulled me off his cock and got off the bed. "Dude, let's try something else. Strip and stretch out on the bed." I was a little shocked, thinking maybe we were going to get each other off. I lay back on the bed on my back. "No, Dude. I want you on your belly. I'm going to cornhole you." I gave him a puzzled look, not knowing what he was talking about. "I'm going to butt fuck you. Roll over." I rolled over on my belly and watched as he went over to his dresser and got a bottle of lotion. He squirted a bit onto his fingertips. He rubbed them into my ass crack and pushed a finger into my ass a few times. I had fingered myself a few times before when jacking off. That much was ok. Then he squirted more into his hand and worked it up and down his fuck pole saying "Dude this is going to feel so good." He went behind me and moved my legs apart enough to climb between them. I felt him crawl on the bed, his ankles over my calves. "Put your arms down along your sides." Steve laid his body over mine. His chest felt nice against my back. His left arm was tight to mine and I felt him reach between us with his right to aim his cock into my ass crack. Once he had it lined up with my pucker his arm returned to my side. I felt as though he totally owned me. "Okay, Dude. You ready? Just relax." With that his arms tighten to my sides and he thrust his full pole straight in my ass. I was surprised how easily Steve's dick slid into my ass. I then realized that my ass was twitching and was glad that Steve was fucking me. I thought to myslef “Wow I must be gay!” As I lay there he slowly started to rock his hips just a bit. He felt my hole relaxing more and he moaned in my ear. "MMMM Fuck your hole feels SOOO good! Just relax now." With that he raised up on his elbows and began sliding his cock out and back into my ass nice and slow. It felt so good to me I couldn't help but moan. I could feel my hole pull out as his cock slid out, then push back in me with his in stroke. "Oh yeah, man you've got one hot ass here" he said as he started pumping harder. His balls started bouncing off mine. After a while he sat back and pulled out. I felt a bit empty without his cock in me. Damn I needed his cock back in me, so when he told me to roll over on my back, I wasted no time getting into position. This was the first time I noticed my cock was hard as hell. "It's feeling good for you too huh?" He reached down and stroked my cock. This much almost brought me off. I moaned as he released my dick. Steve placed my ankles on his shoulders. He trailed a couple stings of spit on to my pucker and rubbed it around with his cock head. The hot sponginess was feeling good now. With the head wedged in my crack, he leaned down over, kind of in a push up position, folding me in half, slid all the way in and started long fucking me, pulling almost out, then slamming his hips into my ass. Steve made sure his belly kept contact with my balls and my cock. In no time I felt my balls draw up and I started one of the strongest orgasms of my life. "Squeeze that ass" he said as he plowed me through my ball dump. "FUCK YEAH, that was great." Then he went into rabbit fuck speed fucking me hard. "Oh, Dude, I'm close. I'm going to cum in your ass.” Then Steve grunted and I felt his dick spasm in my ass. Without any break Steve flipped us over so he was on his back and I was sitting on his cock. He looked me dead in the eye and ordered me to “Start fucking yourself silly on my pole.” I then began to rock back and forth and slide up and down on his dick. While I was fucking myself on his dick I swear I thought I heard someone else in the apartment. It wasn't until I felt a hand on my back that I knew for sure that we were not alone. I looked over my shoulder to see Rick naked, climbing on the bed, his hard cock pointing towards my already invaded hole. Then it hit me: the two guys fucking on the camping trip were Steve and Rick. I had been set up! Rick looked me in the eye and said “You're a fucking slut dude!” With that he buried his pole in my ass right next to Steve's. I was surprised that it slid in so easily. Rick and Steve began to bump and buck against me as they pumped their cocks into me. From behind I could hear Rick breathing heavily as he slammed harder and harder into me. Steve just held still as Rick reached the point where he shot his seed deep in my hole. I was moaning and now begging to be fucked, saying to the studs fucking me “I can't understand why I become so horny from smoking weed.” Steve and Rick smirked and laughed and Steve said “The weed we smoked was laced with Tina.” I was shocked, yet turned on even more. I continued to beg for them to pound my hole. They wasted no time each depositing another load in my hungry and well-used ass. As they pulled out of me I commented “I feel very empty I need to be fucked more.” They both said “We'd love to keep filling you with our dirty seed.” First Rick would fuck me and cum in my ass then Steve took his place and again filled me up. I took at least 5 loads from each guy. When they finished filling my ass we lit another joint as they looked down at me, and said, “Hope you like out little gift?” “You mean showing me how great it is to get fucked?” “No, our gift is the poz cum we filled you with.” I was right that they were the two who fucked on the camping trip, what I didn't know was that Steve got Rick stoned and high on Tina laced joints and fucked him full of poz cum. Now I was Rick's addition to their group. As I toked on the joint I didn't care what they did to me, all I wanted was more cocks and cum in my ass!

I woke up real horny this morning sporting solid erection. My boy Drew was asleep beside me so I woke him up and told him, "son I gotta fuck you" He said "sure Daddy" and rolled on to his belly and presented his ass. I mounted him and fucked him hard. He moaned "fukkin breed my hole Daddy" It always triggers me when he calls me Daddy when I'm inside him so I immediately emptied my balls up his ass.

Part IV We were both exhausted but by morning we had regained our energy and were busy in bed doing what Gay men do best...FUCKING and having how sweaty man sex...I had no idea that a home remodel project would turn into something like this..Over the course of the past few days we fucked in every position and even fucked in the kitchen before coffee and breakfast... My ass was beginning to enjoy having his tongue and his hard cock inside of it....I could easily fall in love with this guy but I dont know much about him just that he's a great handyman both in and out of bed.... We finished up my project that day and got everything put back in order. I paid him for his services (the flooring not the sex). He gathered up his tools and left. I was there sitting at home and needed to get my stuff ready to go back to work as the next day was a work day for me. Fast forward a couple of weeks I woke up feeling really crappy with a sore throat and headache...I walked into the bathroom to get my thermometer to check my temp and looked in the mirror..I looked like SHIT I had a horrible rash on my stomach, i checked my temp and it was 100.7. I took some asprin, called in to work sick and went back to bed. I slept another few hours. I called my Dr and he advised to come in, there is a flu going around I may have caught it. So i called my bestie to see if she can come pick me up and take me to my Dr's appt because I did not feel at all like driving. My doc checked me over said my lymph nodes were swollen and gave me a prescription, he said the rash could be an allergic reaction to something. He suggested that I switch laundry soaps and even my bath soap too... I stopped by CVS and picked up my prescription and got some other things then went home and crashed. I woke around 3am and still not feeling too good. I called my boss and he suggested I take another day off but asked if he could get a note from my doc stating whats going on. So i called my doc and he said he would have it waiting at the front desk for me....I asked my bestie if she could get it on her way home from work, she said no prob...About 2 weeks later I started to feel much better and was able to resume my normal activities. My boss gave me sick time for some of it and towards the end I worked from home as I had some deadlines to follow up on. Fast forward a year later i was at the pride event for our city and was attending with some good friends including my bestie...We walked through and checked out each of the booths. We came to the local AIDS/HIV organizations booth and they were doing free HIV tests. This cute twink came up to me offering to do a rapid HIV test. I said yea what the heck im negative so sure....As we went into the private booth we got to talking and he told me was from the midwest out here attending medical school. I thought wow thats impressive you are volunteering here and attending medical school. He gave me quick poke took my blood and then put it on the strip with some chemical. We talked some more and he said we should know in about 15-20 minutes. He said dont be alarm when you see one thick red line as this is the control line which is there to show the test is working....If we see two lines it means im positive...if it shows two lines he suggested making an appointment with my primary care physician to do a thorough HIV test to make sure. After about 15 minutes he looked at his watch and then looked at the test, DAMN there were two bold red lines on the test. I looked at him in disbelief and didnt know what to think...He asked me to wait there and he was going to go get someone to come talk with me...while I was waiting my bestie sent me a text and asked if everything is alright...I replied back no i dont think so...wait a few and ill be out..A few minutes later this heavy set woman comes in and sits next to me, in her hand she has some pamphlets and starts to talk to me about my test results an the fact I may be HIV+. I listened to her but to be honest my min was somewhere else trying to sort through my mind how did this happen and who gave it to me.I wondered how long have i been positive...I left the booth and told my bestie I am ready to leave. She looked at me and said you dont want to stick around for the show tonight, I shook my head and said no i want to go home. In the car on the way home I started crying and she pulled over and said what's wrong are you ok? I looked at her and said im positive... We got home I read through those pamphlets and did some research on the internet about testing positive for HIV...I called my Dr on Monday to set up an appointment to get an HIV test. The whole weekend my stomach was in knots wondering who gave it to me and who i give it too? I also wondered how am i going to tell my family...

A bit of a different chapter but all part of Daddy fag’s journey. Don’t be afraid to comment your thoughts x Chapter 5 I pulled up outside my house. It had been 90 minutes since I messaged my wife that I was on my way home. Fuck. Thankfully she has her own car cause I left a wet cum stain on the driver’s seat. My night of indiscretion and liberation leaking out of my ass. I quietly opened the door half expecting my wife to be waiting in the living room, but the coast was clear. I snuck past the Master bedroom and could hear her quietly snoring and made my way to the family bathroom, no way was I risking the ensuite. I ran the shower nice and hot as I peeled away my pants, clinging to my ass from the cum. I leaned over slightly back towards the mirror and spread my ass cheeks. My hole looked red and puffy, a clear sign of tonight’s relentless fucking. I gently touched my hole and it stung, pushing my fingers in slightly. They were immediately coated in the pinky cummy slime. I couldn’t help myself. I scooped as much as I could and brought my fingers to my lips. I couldn’t get enough of the taste of my destroyed ass. I jumped in the shower and soaped myself up to wash away tonight’s evidence. As I began to wash my newly broken-in ass I couldn’t help but remember how powerful Leon’s cock felt invading me. Who knew this unassuming twink could be so dominant and so intoxicating. As my fingers rubbed against my sore hole my tiny prick jumped to attention, fuck hadn’t he cum enough tonight. I had to feel it again, my little cock was demanding it. I started by slipping my index finger in and I was surprised just how easily my hole gave way. Quickly I had three fingers in my ass rubbing and stretching my hole. It hurt and stung, but in a good way, it was almost comforting. As much as I tried I couldn’t reach my prostate. My fingers just weren’t long enough. I noticed a bottle of conditioner in the soap caddy, it was a bit shorter than Leon’s cock and less girthy. I grabbed it and squirted some conditioner into my hand. I lubed up the bottle and steadied myself against the shower wall. The tip of the bottle slid in fairly easy but getting the rest in wasn’t as easy. Whereas a hard cock has some movement to it, this bottle was completely straight and was staying that way. I remembered what Leon said about relaxing like I was going to the toilet. Fuck it, I’m the shower what’s a bit of mess. I relaxed and as I did the bottle started to slip in. After a few minutes there were a couple of inches left to go and I could feel the top of the bottle gently pressing against my prostate. My little dick twitched as I hit my prostate. God that felt good. My ass stung as the bottle sat there, but the pleasure outweighed the pain. I found if I tapped the bottom of the bottle it would gently press back and forth against my prostate, sending my little cock wild. As I tapped away fervently memories of my evening came flooding back. The way Leon called me Daddy Faggot, how is thick twink cock felt fucking my ass mercilessly, how hard I got when he said he was poz and realising I might get infected. Fuck did my little cock just get harder thinking about that, no I can’t want that. My negative thoughts vanished as I recalled the way Jack choked me out and called me Leon’s sloppy seconds. I couldn’t jerk my cock as I had to steady myself with one hand and tap the bottle with the other. But I didn’t need to. I could feel my little prick swelling and getting close just from the bottle in my ass. I remembered how good Leon’s cock felt inside me, pushing back and forth past my prostate and how good his hot toxic load felt exploding into my ass. I remembered how passionately he kissed me as we flopped down on the bed together. How good it felt to kiss another man, it felt nothing like the way I kissed my wife, I felt alive. With that last thought and realisation my little cock spasmed and I felt weak at the knees. It felt like an orgasm but nothing came out. Waves of pleasure passed through my body as I continued to tap and prolong the feeling. It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever had but clearly I was spent from tonight’s events. After I calmed down from my shower cum I slowly pulled the bottle out of my ass. I felt empty again and my ass stung as the steam from the shower filled my hole. A stream of pink cum flowed after the bottle was removed, I once again scooped some out and devoured it. I guess I was a cum hungry fag. A cum hungry Daddy faggot. I smiled. I finished cleaning out my ass and washed the bottle the best I could. After toweling off and admiring my wrecked hole again I stuffed my cummy pants and underwear into a plastic bag. I hid it in my study before creeping into bed. --- When I woke up late the next morning my wife grilled me on where I had been. I lied as best I could and made some bullshit excuse of cops pulling up next to my car as I was trying to come home. I’m not sure she bought it but I’m sure she has no idea as to what actually happened that night. I lay in bed replaying the night’s events in my head. Not one but two cocks filling my once virgin ass. I slowly jerked my prick but it felt nowhere near as good as when my prostate was being smashed by Alpha cocks. In then hit me that I had taken not one but two poz loads in my ass. What had come over me, it was only a matter of time before the truth would come out. I started googling HIV symptoms. If I was infected I should expect a short flu in a few weeks. I started preparing my story in my head to explain it all away. *ding ding* A message popped up from a number I didn’t recognise. Leon: Thanks again for last night Daddy fag. How’s your ass feeling this morning. Oh and thanks for the gift xx It was Leon. Gift? What did he mean? *ding ding* A picture message came through of Leon with my wedding ring on a chain around his neck making a kissy face and winking. Fuck it must have fell out of my pocket as I put my pants back on. I messaged him back straight away. Me: Please I need that back. My wife would kill me. Leon: Well you know where to find it Daddy faggot xx It seemed I’d be seeing Leon again much sooner than I had imagined.

I went to a friends for dinner in Amsterdam two days ago. I set off for home just after midnight. Amsterdam is not as safe these days as it used to be for gay guys but I noticed a nice looking older guy on the tram giving me the eye. I got off at my stop and he got off too. I deliberately went in the wrong direction just to see if he'd follow me and he did. I ducked into a dark-ish doorway and he stopped close by. We had a brief chat and I asked if he wanted to blow me; I did warn him that I was poz. He was keen and got to chomping away. Anyway it didn't take long before I was blasting a badly needed load down his throat. I buttoned up, gave him a kiss and walked off leaving him on his knees in the dark. I slept well that night!

It’s been ages due to Covid and winter, and desperately needed to get fucked. So the only option was to go to the heath, as one load was never going to be enough. I was getting horny all afternoon gave myself a proper cleaning and sat on a butt plug to get loose and ready. By the time 8pm came around I was seriously leaking, anticipating a great night and finally, some raw loads. I am about 15 minutes away, lubed up i jumped on my scooter and headed up. I had a pair of loose trousers so could totally step out of them and use them as a rest. Parking up I could see a few cars, so headed off down to the path to the dark room, which is a dark leafy area . As I entered I could see quite a few guys already here. I got to the log, took my trousers off and presented my naked ass to the room. Almost immediately one of the guys peeled off and I could hear him crunching towards me. A hand caressed my ass, and then a finger dawdled over my hole, slipped in and could feel the warm lubed ass, ready, waiting. He shifted behind me, I heard his zip and then he shuffled towards me, I could only look down between my legs to see his jeans. Then I felt his cockhead nudge against my hole, gently probing, the mix of precum and lube leaving a warm trail as he gently slid up and down before hesitating, and slowly pushing in. That first cock head is the best moment, as you feel,your hole open up to the pressure. He slowly pushed in as I accommodated his cock, not big but a nice size, perfect for the first fuck. Once in he stopped and I heard him crack open some poppers, sniff hard twice, and then after a hesitation slowly slid all the way back in. I groaned out loud and arched my back. “ you like that don’t you” he whispered, as he started to pull out and push back in. I milked his cock as he pulled out, opening as he thrust in. He groaned, he wasn’t going to last long. He started to pick up speed and I ramped my hips back to meet his thrusts, his breath grew ragged. I could hear others nearby moving in. He sped up, grasped my hips groaned load and rammed in hard, his cock pulsating up my ass, his juice flooding my guts. It felt so good as he held still, his cock pulsing three or four times, then he leaned forwards, resting a moment and whispering “ great ass you slut”. I put my hand between my legs to feel his balls and cock as he slowly pulled out, and caught a little dribble of cum that I quickly licked up, and then moved my hand back to feel my cummy hole, all warm and sticky, with that fresh fucked smell! He zipped up and pulled away, but barely had he stepped away when I felt a thick finger slip into my hole, deep, mixing the cum in my ass, he took his finger out and pushed in two, cum leaked out, it was a big load. “Smells like a slut”, he said out loud. I murmured in agreement, don’t give me the chat just slip your dick in I thought! And sure enough looking between my legs I saw him slip down his trackie, a pair of muscular legs shifted towards me and a fat mushroom head prodded till it found the right spot. He then thrust in hard, taking my breath away, I arched and pushed back to slam my ass back up to his balls. His cock must have been 8 inches and fat, because it filled me. This guy was riding me hard, pulling out and slamming in, and each time he pulled I sucked at his cock with my ass muscles, and could feel the slimy oozing cum. I slipped my hand underneath to feel his full balls, my fingers sliding either side of his cock to feel it’s slippery hardness. We had a real rhythm, him thrusting in hard as I pushed back, my ass opening each time he thrust in. We kept this up for 10 minutes, his hands caressing my stomach as he leaned forwards, both of us sweating hard. “ I’m cumming” he gasped, “breed me!” . And with one final hard thrust he pinned me, his cock slipping deep and hard, swelling as he held me tight, pumping load after load into me. I clamped down on his cock to keep him inside me and pushed back against his hips. He arched back, nestled in and kept his cock inside me until it started to soften. I moved my hips forwards, held his shaft with my hands as his softening cock slipped out, warm, slick and still meaty. I rested my head on my arm, leaning against the trunk, that was a proper fuck! My ass was open and sloppy, my fingers dipped in, and could feel the looseness and brought my fingers back to my mouth to smell and lick the cum. Stayed there for the next few hours and must have taken another 6-7 cocks and a few more loads. By then I figured it was time to move on to the fuck tree. Got there and it was crowded! About 6 bottoms along, asses pointing out and tops buzzing around, fucking. I joined the far end, dropped my trousers and started to bend out, pushing some cum out, but was too far along. Shuffled along into the middle to get that proper bend, back arched. Reached under my balls to finger and stretch my hole. I could see feet shuffling, and then suddenly a cock nudging my hole. Slick and slippery it glided in and nestled deep a moment, and then started pumping. But a few minutes and out again, my ass empty. A few minutes later same thing. I knew he was loving it as he clearly didn’t want to cum.so off again, and then finally he’s back, settles in and starts to pump, my ass opening up to the warm firm thrusts, the cum leaking out making that beautiful sticky, slappy sound of a well bred hole. He picks up the pace, I thrust back to match his rhythms, his balls slamming into my ass. We are both going faster, then I feel him stiffen and push hard, all the way in. His cock fills out, pulses and he shoots deep and hard inside me. A few seconds of hard pulsing, he sighs, leans forward and rests on me as he cock slowly softens. My hand reaches under my balls to feel his shaft as it slides out, a rush of warm cum into my hands and out. A great night, and time to go home!

CHAPTER 7 "ROUND 2?!?" I replied, shocked. "Boy, if you didn't think I wasn't gonna get a piece of your ass you're sorely mistaken" Tyler replied. "And soon enough, you're gonna be just plain sore" As both guys laughed, I genuinely wondered how on earth I was gonna take him. His cock wasn't as hard as when I was sucking him (was I a better cocksucker than Brian? Probably, I thought) but Tyler still motioned me over. "Between Brian's spit on my cock & his cum up your ass, that should be more than enough lube for me" He grinned as Brian stopped sucking him. "I got no problems taking sloppy seconds and it's probably best for you that I don't". He got me to straddle him as he sat on the couch, he loved being in this position of power. As Brian held the poppers I reached out for them to take a hit. "Oh no, you're taking this one without any help at all". How in the hell was I gonna do that? I felt a little of Brian's cum dribble out of my hole as I straddled Tyler and Brian took hold of Tyler's cock and rubbed it over the cum, slicking it up more. It felt like a lump of meat hitting my thigh! His cockhead was soon pressing against my hole, I have to admit I was so thankful Brian's load was still in me to help in taking Tyler's cock. I closed my eyes as I felt his head slowly start to push into me and just as before I pictured those girls in pornos taking a black cock - when did I ever think I'd be lucky (lucky?) enough to do the same! Just as I could feel my ass could take no more I heard Tyler groan with pleasure and his head pushed inside me. "Ohhhhhh, fuck man! What an ass you've got!" Part of me was shocked to hear him say that but I also thought I was a better cocksucker than Brian, I was gonna be a better fuck than him too. I opened my eyes to see him staring right at me, "Are you ready to take more?". I had no idea if I was ready but I was willing to die trying! His hands went to my hips as he slowly pushed further into me. Although I was on top and could control things, I wanted him to be in command. "That's it...you're doing so well!" he whispered in my ear as I felt my ass beginning to fill. Fuck, that voice, those eyes, that body & that cock - there was no surprise he had guys throwing themselves at him! As he slowly started to work his way inside me I wrapped my arms around his neck to steady myself, "You enjoying that baby?" he whispered. I had to nod, it felt so good & the fact that Tyler was loving it too made it feel even better. "Open your eyes baby." Looking into his eyes, I was hypnotised as before. I was so happy I was with this god tonight & he wanted my ass, I had to kiss him. I leant forward and opened my mouth for his tongue and we started to make out. I'd made out with Mike before but this felt different, partly coz I guess coz I knew Mike but also because I really wanted Tyler to enjoy fucking me and I just wanted him so badly. I could see Brian out of the corner of my eye but as far as I was concerned, it was just me & Tyler. As the two of us made out I could feel Tyler's cock gradually inching more & more inside me. I knew he was also making out with me to try & distract me from the pain I'd have been in otherwise, he was so thoughtful. I reached behind me to feel the base of his cock, not to see if he was wearing a condom, I wasn't worried about that, but to see how much was left. To my shock, there was only an inch or two left, I'd taken almost all of him! My fingers brushed his balls as I did so. "Oh fuck, yeah baby. Rub my balls. I love that so much." I didn't care whether the last couple of inches was gonna hurt or not, I was gonna make sure my man was satisfied! Tyler moved forward a little bit & keeping on arm wrapped round him, I wrapped my legs round him and leant back. We both groaned as the last of his shaft entered me, fuck what a connection we had together! I started his rubbing balls and I could tell that he was in heaven. "That feel good baby?" I purred and he moaned in agreement. I'd been wasting myself all these years, what a fuck I was! "You keep that up and I'm gonna shoot REAL quick" he said. Much as I wanted him to fuck me forever (did I just think that?) I knew he needed to release. I started rubbing those big balls that were gonna fill me with the load I need. He started to really pound my ass as a result, even with his massive cock I didn't mind, I had more important thing to worry about - his pleasure. Soon after I heard two massive groans, Brian shot a load on my chest but it was Tyler emptying his balls deep into my ass that I was more concerned with. As I used to enjoy my wife doing, I wiggled myself on Tyler's cock, making sure I milked every last drop of cum from his gorgeous cock. I wanted to make sure I carried him for the rest of my days! The sun had just started to peek in through the blinds as I pulled myself back up on Tyler, had the three of us been fucking that long? I ran my hands down his rock hard chest & leant in to kiss this Adonis but he turned his head away. Had I done something wrong? "I dunno what you're looking for man but I ain't got no need for you any more." He slapped my ass "Now get off me". His tone had totally changed and I couldn't help but feel hurt. Brian helped pull me to my feet as I made my way to my clothes still a bit stunned by it all. "But I thought...." "Man, you white guys are all the same - there's only one white guy that takes my seed who I really love, and that's Brian right here." The two of them made out just to hammer the point home. As I staggered my way back to my room, even though I was upset by the way Tyler treated me at the end I thought about how I'd been totally used by two guys as just something for their pleasure. The thing that confused me more was that I loved the way it felt. Some of Brian's cum was till on my chest & would be seen, I quickly scooped it up & swallowed it before anyone saw. As I got to my room and a little of Tyler's cum leaked into my running shorts, I realised I'd completed my first "walk of shame" and yet, felt none at all. END OF CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 5 We managed to return to the table before our wives did, "See I told you they'd be ages" Mike said. I nodded, thankful. I had a mouthful of wine and then popped a mint, just to ensure that there was no trace of Mike's tasty cum in my mouth. "It tasted just as good mixed with the wine as it did from his cock!" I thought to myself. Fuck, I was becoming such a whore, but I didn't care, I just loved being with Mike. Not much happened for the rest of the dinner, my wife got more & more annoying and drunk as the dinner went on. She kept downing cocktail after cocktail and got more obnoxious as she went on. Mike's wife was getting drunk too but she was getting flirty with Mike and was making no secret as to horny she was getting. Mike was loving it too as the two of them made out opposite us, her hand on his cock. I should've been shocked that he was ready to go so soon after but I knew he had plenty of stamina! "Bet you won't suck him as well as I can", I thought to myself. Not only was I becoming such a whore, but a catty bitch too! I guess I was getting jealous. Seeing Mike getting hard made me get horny too, not for my wife, but for cock. I was pretty disappointed that it looked like I wasn't gonna get Mike's tonight unfortunately. My wife broke me out of my stupor by falling off her chair. The other three of us decided that it was best that we call it a night. We (well, me really) dropped Mike & Cassie off at their room & proceeded to ours. As we turned, I was shocked to see the couple coming from the other direction. I could tell straight away that one of the guys was the guy from the bathroom earlier tonight that (I can only assume) had seen the two of us after I'd given Mike the blowjob but it was who he was walking with that stunned me even more. He was walking hand in hand with a massive black guy! I'm about 6ft or so and reasonably well built and so I guess the guy from the bathroom would've been about 6ft2 or 6ft3 but his boyfriend must've easily been about 6ft8. My mouth dropped open in shock as we passed, the guy from the bathroom smirking again at me. "Fuck people like that sicken me...." my wife said to me but loud enough so it was obvious to them who she was referring to. "FUCKING FAGGOTS!!!" Thanks darling, all charm as always. They watched as I opened the door for her. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STARING AT?????" I quickly ushered her inside before she said or did anything else. I put her in the shower in the hope to freshen her up, but also thinking that if she was gonna be sick I'd rather it be there than in the bed. As I waited for her to finish I changed into a pair of running shorts & singlet and turned the TV on. It was then I noticed that a note had been slipped under our door. I walked over & opened it and my face went white. "Come to Room 209 at midnight tonight, or we'll tell your wife how SICKENING you can really be. B + T xxoo". It must've been the guys from the hall! I heard the shower turn off and my wife started drying herself off. It was almost midnight already so there wasn't gonna be much time, what was I gonna do? Clare emerged from the bathroom, muttering to herself and looking like a total wreck and then flopped down on the bed. Within seconds she was snoring and completely blacked out as the clock flashed 11:58. I knew from previous experience she would be dead to the world until the next morning so that was one less thing to worry about but what would I do about the guys? I'd never even thought about sex with guys before hooking up with Mike and now I was getting blackmailed into sex with two total strangers?! Although it should've been weighing heavily on my conscience, my cock was having other ideas as it was straining against my shorts. "If I'm gonna keep this all a secret, I guess I'd better go" I rationalised it all to myself. Next thing I knew, I'd quietly closed the room door , walked the short distance down the hall and was knocking on the door of Room 209. END OF CHAPTER 5

The need to tutor students had surprised Robert and with students asking to come over on Friday he had to beg off from going over to Angelo and Tony’s place on Friday. When Tony heard the news, he didn’t take with disappointment but he took it as an opportunity to start the corruption of Robert and have him ready to give in by the time they would finally get him to their place. Over the next week, Angelo and Tony would look out their windows or from their front yard to see a stream of young male college students coming over to Robert’s home to be tutored. Whether it was young cubs or twinks it didn’t matter what race they were, Angelo and Tony were drooling at the thought that once Robert was converted (in more ways than one) to their way of thinking they would get the chance to partake in the buffet of young and naïve college talent Robert was tutoring. On a Saturday afternoon when Sam was planning to come over, Tony decided to take their corruption of Robert to the next level. He hadn’t formally introduced himself yet to Robert and he discussed with Angelo that he had an idea on how to do so. Tony would play it where he was swimming in the pool and Angelo had left to run a few errands for their party that night with friends and had locked Tony out of the house and could he hang out at Robert’s while he waited for Sam to arrive who carried an extra key for them. Angelo like the idea and told Tony to take it one step further and show up at Robert’s place only with a towel covering his cock saying he needed something to wear in the interim. That would allow Tony to show off his package to Robert unintentionally of course and further peak his interest. Tony knew that Sam would follow his lead with Robert and after an hour or so Angelo would wonder over to Robert’s as well to get Sam and Tony to go back to their place. Tony decided around 4:30pm to put the plan into motion, he had Angelo put his car into the garage to make it look like Angelo was gone and then after being in the pool for about 45 minutes pulled himself out and with only a hand towel made his way to Robert’s front-door. He rang the bell and Robert came down from his office to see Tony with only a hand towel covering himself standing at the door. He opened the door and before Robert could question Tony, Tony introduced himself as Angelo’s husband and explained that Angel had left to run some errands and locked him out. Robert immediately invited Tony in and asked what he could do and Tony asked if he had a pair of shorts he could borrow while he waited for their friend Sam who was bringing some party supplies to their place for the night. Robert said sure and went upstairs to get a part of gym shorts for Tony. When he brought them down Tony thanked him and dropped the hand towel which gave Robert his first look at Tony’s cock which was rock hard pointing straight out at Robert. Tony took his time putting the shorts on to make sure Robert laid eyes on his cock. Then Tony proceeded to get to know Robert a little bit better asking about his reasons for moving into the community and as he learned more started asking some more personal questions of Robert. For whatever reason, Robert told Tony that it had been months since he had gotten a blowjob let alone had sex. When Tony asked if he had had anal sex or even without condoms Robert said his previous girlfriends wouldn’t allow it and that’s when Tony said maybe he should have had a boyfriend instead. Tony explained to Robert that he and Angelo while married had an open relationship where they could play with others together or separately. Tony explained that they felt there was a difference between satisfying an urge versus loving/caring for someone but that they both loved to play with others. The one rule they had was that all play had to be bare, they didn’t see why condoms should ever be used. Right when Robert was going to ask about catching a disease from playing without condoms he heard a knock on the door which tony said it could be Sam. When Robert opened the door, Tony immediately said it was Sam and invited him in. Tony greeted Sam with a deep French kiss and Sam immediately started to feel Tony up. When they broke their kiss, Tony introduced Sam to Robert and when Robert presented his hand to shake, Sam took it and pulled Rob into a deep kiss. It stunned Robert for a second and he didn’t get his senses to pull away until Sam put his hand on Robert’s cock. It shocked Robert and he pulled away but not before Sam felt Robert’s cock harden. Tony then explained to Sam that Robert wasn’t playing for their team yet to which Sam said was too bad. Sam told Tony he had the most of the party supplies in his car but brought a sample inside now for them to sample. Tony asked Robert if he minded and Robert not wanting to look uncool said sure to which Tony then took out a small baggy filled with white powder. Sam asked Tony if he wanted to do a line of cocaine which Tony nodded yes. Sam asked where should he set it up and Tony said let’s not use Robert’s furniture to risk leaving any evidence behind so instead can I use your cock. Sam said as long as you get my cock hard you can and before Robert could blink Tony was sucking on his cock. Robert was stunned and had to be asked by Sam when was the last time he had had his cocked sucked to which Robert said it had been months ago. Sam then suggested that he should have Tony suck his cock to repay his kindness to him today and while Robert hesitated, Sam told Tony to suck on Robert’s cock for while he setup the party favor for Tony. Tony in one motion pulled down Robert’s pants and started sucking his cock while Sam put a small line onto his cock and then presented it to Tony. Tony broke from sucking on Robert’s cock long enough to take the line and then went back to sucking Robert’s cock. Sam was then asked Robert if he wanted to do a line and when Robert said he had never done cocaine Sam offered him the chance to try it. Before Robert could think to say now, tony really started sucking on his cock and then moved to put a finger into Robert’s ass. Robert moaned and Sam took that as an opportunity to put a line under Robert’s nose and told him to snort it. Robert hesitated until Tony put a 2nd finger into his ass and then he snorted the line which hit him like a ton of bricks. While Robert was dealing with his first line of cocaine ever, Sam discretely took out a 2nd baggy which was filled with Tina and took dipped his finger into the baggy and placed his Tina laced finger into Robert’s hole when Tony slipped his fingers out. Without knowing it Robert had just taken his first booty bump as he started to cum into Tony’s mouth. Tony sucked all the cum from Robert and then got up from the floor to walk over to Sam and give him another deep kiss passing Robert’s cum to Sam’s mouth. It was at this point that Angelo was noticed standing inside the door and said hello to everyone. He proceeded to kiss both Sam and Tony before telling them that they should head back to their place to prepare for the party. Angelo told Robert if he wanted to could cum over to the party but Robert begged off as his head was flying from everything that had happened in the last 30 minutes. Angelo said then they would have him over in the near future and the three of them proceeded back home. Angelo, Tony and Sam discussed in the kitchen what had happened and when Sam told them that he had slipped Robert a booty bump they suggested they take the action outside for a bit to see if they could catch Robert watching and entice him to cum over. As the three of them made out and took turns sucking on each other’s cocks, Angelo did see Robert watching from his room upstairs and made eye contact. Robert was surprised that he was caught by Angelo watching and slowly backed away and turned off the lights to his room. Robert was feeling as horny as he had every felt at this point and was slowly rubbing his cock without any ability to stop himself. While he wanted to go over to Angelo and Tony’s place something inside of him was stopping him from making that walk but he couldn’t contain himself in terms of looking for porn so he proceeded to go to his computer and started surfing for porn. Nothing could satisfy him until he came to some Treasure Island videos he found and the bareback action took him to a point where he finally released his second load of the night all over his chest and hand. He started licking his fingers afterwards. In the meantime Sam, Tony and Angelo took their party inside satisfied they had moved Robert that much closer to being with them. End of Part 3…

CHAPTER 3 – JACE THE WHORE I love watching Brian plow a neg hole. He likes to get a boy on all fours, back arched—the position of total surrender. He grabs a giant handful of the boy’s musclebutt in each hand. Then, after impaling that poor unsuspecting bitch on his fat poz dick, he pulls back to expose the length of his shaft, throwing the full weight of his body into another deep thrust, his stomach and balls smacking hard against the boy’s wide-open hole. More often than not, a full thrust of Brian’s raw dick produces my favorite sound that humans can make: an involuntary primal grunt, emanating from somewhere deep in the gut, like pain and hunger at the same time. When he’s fucking a negboy, Brian pulls out every few minutes to slather more Tina-laced lube on his dick, leaving that hungry hole empty and gaping and slick with toxic precum while the boy whimpers a little louder and reaches back to spread his hole a little wider. With every dose of chems – with every shard of Tina smeared into that twitching fuckhole—the boy’s hunger keeps building, his fears and shames falling away as he gives in to a desperate, almost delirious craving. He starts mumbling incoherently, bits of pigtalk interspersed with sounds that aren’t quite words, but not quite moans either—the primal ravings of a bitch in heat. Before long, he’ll be making sharp backward hip-thrusts, impaling his chemmed-up jockhole at an increasingly rapid clip—smack, slap, slosh—as the skin on his bubble butt grows red from the pounding. If he’s like most boys, he doesn’t stop to ask questions when I put the Tina bong in front of him. By that point, he’s already tweaking on the chems in his butt, so he doesn’t put up a fight. He just wordlessly wraps his mouth around the glass stem, looking up at me with those pitch-black pupils as the bong chamber turns solid white and he eagerly fills his lungs with smoke. With every cloud billowing out of his mouth, he arches his back a little more sharply to elevate his fuckhole a little further toward the ceiling. There’s no question now: his ass is ours. In less than an hour, we’ve managed to transform a nice, upstanding kid into a helpless faggot with a Tina-fueled hunger for dick. I make sure to teach him the basic skills: how to take a nice deep hit, hold his breath for a few moments, and wrap his mouth around my cock before exhaling a thick cloud down the length of my shaft. (“Good boy,” I always say, which he usually answers with a muffled moan.) And while Brian’s cock keeps plunging its full length into that raw cumhole, I look down on our sweet, naïve, fucked-up negboy with a crooked smile of sadistic pride. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get back to Jace. * * * After getting dressed, I headed back to the pool party. Jace followed just a few steps behind like some kind of forlorn pup. When we rejoined the group near the pool, I gave Brian a little wink. He walked over to Jace, chatted briefly with him, and led him back inside. They were gone for about five minutes. When they returned, Jace looked a little more flushed than before, and Brian was grinning the cockiest of grins. “I took him to the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear. “Then I worked a nice big shard of T up inside his butt with my dick. Had to keep my hand over his mouth to keep that bitch from sobbing with pure joy.” “You breed him?” “Not yet. Gotta keep his cunt on edge, you know?” “Good thinking, babe. Now it's my turn.” I turned toward Jace, flashing him a crooked grin before walking back into the house. He followed me to the bathroom. I locked the door behind us. Almost by instinct, he simply turned around, pulled down his swimsuit, and leaned over the toilet to expose his hole. I placed my palm over his mouth and shoved my cock inside him in a single rough thrust. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes and his hole spasmed in pain, but he nodded encouragement. I began pounding his twitching cunt with my raw dick. “Brian and I are heading back home in 5 minutes,” I whispered in his ear. “Cancel your plans. Be at our door in half an hour. Got that, pig?” He nodded again. “Good. Because I know you’re hungry for seed.” I felt a cold shudder run through his body. Goosebumps formed on his back. And then I pulled out, giving his ass a hard smack. “See you soon, faggot.” * * * Almost exactly 30 minutes later, I found Jace standing anxiously at our front door. He looked directly into my eyes and managed a single word: “Please.” I nodded and gestured him inside. Five minutes later, my dick was back inside his raw fuckhole. Brian placed the glass pipe against Jace’s lips and lit the chamber. “I’ll tell you when to inhale,” he said. “You ever play with Tina?” Jace shook his head no. I grunted in appreciation—as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing hotter than a chempig initiation—and my cock twitched as I delivered a little bump of precum into that boy's newly partied-up butt. Meanwhile, with my cock still lodged deep inside him, I grabbed my phone to call Tristan, our dealer. (I'd been sending him updates throughout the day, so he knew what we'd been up to.) Tristan and I never bothered with formalities. "Please tell me that boy came back," he said when he picked up the phone. "Please tell me you're bringing that hungry hole to me." "Oh, he’s fuckin' ready, dude. In fact, he just blew a giant cloud on Brian's cock. Want him?” "Yes. In fact, I've set aside a very nice reward for you guys. A finder's fee, you might say." “Fuck yeah, bro. We can head that way in a few. He doesn’t have any loads in him yet, so you can be the first.” "Sweet! Get here fast, fucker." And with that, Tristan hung up. I pulled my dick from Jace’s hole, eliciting a truly pathetic whimper. “Don’t you worry, pig,” I said to him. “We’re taking you to meet our friend Tristan. He’s very eager to make a little money off this chemmed-up musclebutt. You ready to be a whore, boy?” “Yes, sir.” “OK, but let's be totally clear about one thing: I didn’t say slut. What did I say?” “You said whore.” “That’s right, boy. I said whore. And by that I mean a literal whore—a trashy fuckin’ pig who eagerly spreads his hole for any dude with a fistful of cash. Got that?” He moaned and reached back to expose his butt, now leaking a steady stream of lube and precum. “That's what I like to see, boy. Now get your fuckin' clothes on.” MORE SOON...

My ass was working the plug as best as possible as he was preparing to leave the room. I wanted to be fucked more so bad and this was the end? As he got close to the door he grabbed a cell phone that was on the little table near it. He picked it up and appeared to dial a number. I listened as best as possible to the conversation...I could make out "he is a pig and likes to be fucked and is ready for more. Make sure I have a video to show him what he did tomorrow, since he is likely to forget parts." He put the phone down, came back over to me and put a different hood on, one that covered my eyes, but allowed leaving the piss gag in place. I then heard the faint sound of him walking across the floor and the door open, then close. I was so fucking horny and was stuck here tied in to the sling. I tried to work the plug as best I could on my own to gain pleasure from it. Some time went by and then I heard some noise outside the door. I tried my best to pay attention...even though all I could think about was getting fucked. Next thing I know I hear the door open and I hear voices. "Look at that pig ready to get fucked" and "bet he can take a ton. Look at the size of that plug. This will make for some great footage" I feel my heart start to pound even more. Next thing I know I feel hands on my cock, my ass and my chest...there are so many I can't keep track. I hear "this pig is ours, lets teach him a thing or two." I hear a few voices say "yeah!" I am trying to pay attention, but it is hard. Soon I feel a hand at my head and hear "hey pig, you are going to swallow my piss." soon after I start to feel the piss in my mouth through the gag. I am excited to be getting some attention again. As this is happening I can feel something placed around my forearm. I am figuring at this point it is another injection coming in my arm. I don't resist since I can't see what is happening. Soon after I feel the prick in my arm....then a warm sensation again...then the attempt to caugh. As I am trying to caugh I feel the plug being removed. I hear "look at that hole. It needs to be worked! Give him your fucking cock man." Then I feel it, cock going in. It is big and going in deep. I can't get enough. He is working me hard and fast...I can feel the sling working back and forth...his big cock slipping in and out fast, hard and deep. I just want it more and more. I groan as best as possible with the gag in my mouth and that casues him to work harder. I have never felt anything like this and all I can think is how much i like it. I hear the other vocies "fuck yeah man. This is making for great footage! Fuck him man, harder! Give him your poz load man!" I hear this and at this point I don't care...I just want to be fucked...I want it more than anything. He continues to work me and I hear another guy at my head say "pig, you are going to take my chem piss." I have no choice and I am already reeling from everything. I start to get the warm piss in my mouth, of course still getting fucked like crazy. After a few more minutes I am ever higher and just feel myself wanting all of this more and more. I hear the guy fucking me get loud and say "I am gonna poz him." Soon after I feel his cock enlarge and the load shoot deep in me. After he pulls out I hear "lets double fuck him. I know he can take it" I feel someone slip my hands and feet out of the restraints and then they help me to my feet, Of course I have some trouble but they help. One of them removes the piss gag from my mouth. I am helped on to a platform and told to "sit on his cock" of course I can see it so I am guided. It feels great as I sit on it and it works deep in me. Within seconds I feel someone pushing on my back, pushing me down flat. I then feel the pressure at my hole...and then without warning I feel the second cock slip in...balls deep. I let out a huge moan and hear "yeah, double fuck that ass" It feels amazing, I feel the two cocks working my hole, stretching it out, working in and out. The guy on top works his cock in deep and vigourous for at least 15 minutes...then he starts pulling it out all the way and ramming it back in next to the other cock...burying it deep in my hole. I cant get enough! This goes on for what feels lke forever. Then the guy on top pulls out and says "turn over on your back and sit on that cock Boy" I require some help since I still can't see. They turn me over and slip me back on to the cock below, and of course I then feel the second cock in my ass. About the same time I feel something at my lips and it is a cock and it is worked deepin to my throat. All of the pleasure is jsut amazing to me and I can get enough. Two cocks in my ass and one in my mouth. The two fucking my ass start to work harder at fucking my hole. They both say I am going to cum and shortly after I can feel thier loads in my ass. On cue the guy fucking my mouth shoots his load and I have no choice but to swallow it. "Damn what a fucking pig" they say. "Think he is done?" "Hell no he isn't" Of course all I want is MORE!! "Lets try something else" "Yeah man...do that!!" I can only guess what is next for me...and I don't even care. I just want more!! I feel someone grab my cock and start to rub it. Next thing I feel something cold at the tip of my cock. I then start to feel something work down inside my cock. I know this to be a sound as I have played with them before. I feel it working in and out of my cock and the I feel the guy put it in deep and stop. Next I feel pressure at my hole. I feel something small, must be a finger. Then more and more. I gather this to be a fist...and I am liking it! Right after I feel the fourth finger I feel somthign cold at my ass. I feel it slip in next to the fingers and inside me. Then it happens...the electricity starts. I don't expect it and cry out a scream from the shcok through my dick and deepin to my ass. Of course as this has happened the guy has now put in his entire fist and I didn't even know it. I feel another shock and with that my ass works farther on to the fist....again and again and again...I can feel the fist fucking me...and it is going in deeper and deeper with each shock. "Yeah give him more. He can take it! I want to see him take it to the elbow! Make sure all that poz cum stays deep inside him! More and more and more. I was now enjoying it...anticipating the shock and the fist that worked in deeper behind. Now there was a cock at my mouth and I sucked on it. The shocking continued...as each one happened I worked forward on to the cock in my mouth and the fist work in farther. "Man you did it. You got him up to the elbow! I knew he could do it! His master is going to love this video!" The guy fisting me pulled out and them worked back in, slow and deep. I had never felt that full in my hole. I liked it and didn't want it to stop. All I could say between sucking the cock in my mouth was, more fuck me more! With that he did...working his hand in and out of my hole wiht long deep motions. After he felt I had enough they worked me back to the sling, restrained me again and started to fuck me again. Each taking turns. I really didn't know how many there were, but I guessed 5. I was in such deep pleasure getting fucked one after the other, feeling thier loads deep in me, hearing them groan in extasy as they filled me with thier poz loads. I wasn't even focusing on time anymore...all I cared about was having my ass filled with whatever! Then I heard "How is my pig boy doing for you?" A resoudning "amazing" filled the room. My man said "Great. Alright guys, now he needs his rest. Where is the video?" "Man really? we were having such a great time working his ass?" "Yes, he is mine and now it is time for us. You can come back tomorrow." And with that I heard them leave and the door close. It was now just my Master and I. He came to my head and removed the mask. He asked how I was doing. I told him that I had never imagined that I would have a night like that I was feeling amazing! He replied with "great. Now it is time for you to rest" He took me upstairs and led me to his room. "After you are done sleeping Boy, we can look at your film!" When I woke up he was there laying next to me. Beer can cock laid pressed against the small of my back. "Sleep well boy?" I replied with a yes. "Remeber your long night yesterday?" I replied with not entirely. He said "I figured that would be the case. So I had it recorded so you could watch." With that he hit play on the remote and I started to watch the evening as it had unfolded. I was completely amazed at what I had done and I could feel my cock getting stiff. He reached around the front of me and grabbed my cock and said "I thought so. I knew you liked it! Now you are my little poz boy. You will live with me and service me and my friends." I looked in his eyes and he know that was what I wanted. With that he tied off my arm, waited for the vein to show and slipped the full syringe in my arm. I caughed and he said "Time for round two!" And with the he slid his huge cock deep balls deep in my ass.