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There's no doubt about it, this sick poz fucker was a master at getting bottoms to give up the goods. And unfortunately I fell prey to his slick style. The guy was on Manhunt and the only pic showing was of his dick. And man was it a good picture! He claims "8x6" in his stats section (don't they all!) but the picture of his dangling meat looks to measure up to every inch of his profile. And this fucker had been dangling this meat in front of me for about a year. We would chat on and off, whenever we would see each other online. He said all the right things, about eating my pussy to get me good and open before he slow-fucked his massive meat into me. He talked about taking his time with me, making me feel good, working my ass deep, etc. Yes, he was poz, but he said he was healthy and since I was neg he wouldn't do anything I didn't want to do. You know, all the frilly language that gets a bottom going. He would even open his one, locked "face pic" for me and I would get to see a handsome, older daddy face to go with that cock. But we would somehow never quite manage to hook up. Something would "suddenly come up" and Marsha Brady would disappear. His face pic would relock, and I wouldn't see him online for awhile. Until the next time. Yeah, that fucker teased me for a good, long while-- baiting that hook well. Until one fateful Saturday, when he finally managed to "close the deal". It was around 1 am and I had been horny all day with no takers. I was cruising online, trying to find something...ANYTHING... to take care of my itch. When I suddenly get an IM from him: Him: Hey, what's up tonight? Me: I am CRAZY horny. I need cock so bad I can taste it Him: I'm horny too. We should fuck Me: ABSOLUTELY! I would do anything for your cock to be in me tonight Him: I just got in from the bar. You wanna cum here? Me: Are you serious? are we gonna do this finally?? Just tell me where, and I'll cum over Him: Yeah. let's do it. ok, bring poppers. you'll need them :-) Me: God, I can't wait for this! I've been wanting your cock for so long! Him: And I've wanted your ass. When you get to my place, I'll let you in but I want you to turn around, drop your and put your hands on the door so I can immediately start eating your ass Me: deal! He sent me his address and I was out the door in a flash. He wasn't that far away, and I arrived at his apartment about 15 minutes later. I knocked and his door opened up enough to let me in. It was fairly dark inside, and I whispered hello as I turned around and dropped my sweats. His hot mouth was at my crack in an instant and his tongue was burrowing into my hole expertly. I was so turned on I had to concentrate not to pop my nut right then and there. After about 10 minutes of him tonguing my spleen, he says "Let's go to the bedroom". And he starts walking down the hall. I followed him back, and when we got to the dim light coming from the porn playing in his room what I saw was... disarming. He did not look like his pictures. Or better yet, his face pic was him... but from years ago. And the years had not been kind. He vaguely looked like Chet from Weird Science. He was bald now and had quite a gut and kind of emaciated limbs. Frankly, he looked sick, and this made my stomach churn. He had said he was healthy, but he didn't look it. About the only thing that DID look healthy on him was his massive prong. It stood out proudly from his bony hips, and there was a shiny drop of precum at the tip. It was every bit 8x6... possibly more... with an angry, shiny, purple mushroom head and a slight downward arc. "Get on all fours at the edge of the bed," he commanded. I hesitated. He could sense my nervousness and disappointment at his appearance. I'm sure he'd encountered this exact same reaction before and he was well prepared. He simply smiled a sickly grin and grabbed his cock and wagged it at me. "You like this, don't you boy? You've been fantasizing about this stretching that pucker for awhile now, haven't you? And I can see you're turned on by the thought," he said with a glance down at my still hard cock. "Get on the bed and I'll eat your butt some more. We won't do anything you don't want to do." And he flexed his cock again and the swell of that fucker hypnotized me. I found myself complying and getting on the bed. He knelt and began tonguing my hole in earnest and I gotta say-- it was fucking hot. He was really getting in there, and he was also doing the "spit on my hole" thing which drives me wild. When I was bucking back onto his tongue, he figured I was ready. He stood up and pumped a fistful of lube into his hand from the large bottle on the nightstand. "Now might be a good time to hit those poppers," he said while he teased and rubbed his cockhead all over my pucker. "Um... I'm not sure...." I hedged. But he knew. He knew I was in heat at this point and that my will was weak. "Hit the poppers, boy. You'll enjoy this more." And I did as he said. Just as the rush was taking hold, he took hold of my hips and pressed his head slowly into me. My ass opened up readily and accepted his tainted shaft. He inched in with agonizing slowness and I had to buck back into him to sink the remaining 3 inches into me. The pain has his head pierced my second ring was exquisite. And although I am ashamed to admit this, I was in heaven. I knew that he was sick, and that he probably had full blown AIDS, but I didn't care. I was so goddamn horny I would have taken any cock at that moment, and here he was presenting me with a perfect fuckstick. A tool of beauty that was hitting me perfectly and deeply. I tried to hump back onto him in order to fuck myself on his meat, but he would have none of it. "Oh no, boy. We're gonna take this slow and make it last. I wanna edge myself with your hole, like I've been edging myself all day.' And with that he took over the fuck and I just hit the poppers and was along for the ride. He slowfucked me for the better part of 30 minutes. Just slowly sliding into me until his head popped into my colon and his pubes were nestled against my asscheeks, and then a slow pullout to where just his fat head was still inside my pucker. And then a pause. And then another slow push in, and pull back. It honestly drove me crazy. Especially each time his head drove across and past my prostate. His massive member milked me from the inside and I was drooling precum all over his bedspread. He then gradually started speeding up and thrusting a bit harder into my ass. His cock was long enough to pop into my inner sanctum, but just barely. So in effect it was really more just ramming it. I could feel the punch of his dick with each thrust and it hurt, but the prostate work was pure pleasure. His thrusting then started getting violent as his hands gripped my hips firmly. I was hitting the poppers almost constantly to keep myself as open as possible for all that meat. "Damn boy! You're gonna make me cum!" he shouted. "Not in me!" I bleated. "Too late," he grunted while he shoved in as deep as he could. I felt his cock start to throb deep inside me and I knew he was shooting his poz load into me. His toxic load. His viral load. I felt turned on and ashamed and disgusted and excited all at the same time. I was also still hard and my ass wasn't done with his beautiful cock. When his orgasm subsided, he went back to slow fucking me. Long, slow pullout-- long push back in. He wasn't quite as hard as he had been, but he was still at nearly full mast. Only now, his dick was sliding more smootly inside me and his thrusts were making wet sounds. "You liked that, didn't you boy? I knew you were a chaser- I just had to get you to the point where your desires took over from your brain." All I could do was nod. "Mmmm, my cock may not be done with you yet either. He likes young, neg hole. You may get another load, if you want one. So.. you want one, boy?" I gave him the only answer I could. I finally got home and into my own bed around 3:30 that morning, my head buzzing with what I had just done (twice). And my ass leaking the evidence.

Drew could hardly sleep, his nerve ending still tingled from the tina and cumming helped he was horny and wanted his dick sucked again or to fuck some pussy. His ass was sore, and he kept leaking cum out and farting cum. Drew thought it was gross, but he was still horny. It had been two hours and a guy came in and cleaned Drew up and removed the towel from under Drew’s ass and replaced it with a new one and proceed to suck Drew and his dick grew more with the second blow job than the first and Drew made a powerful grunt when he finally came in the guy’s mouth. The guy swallowed and told Drew to sleep for a couple hours, and he would check on him then as he rubbed Drew’s stomach. Drew drifted off asleep and the guy watched drew for a few minutes and felt his dick up and then left. Drew was awakened two hours later with a mouth on his dick, and he was able to get almost completely hard by now. The guy sucked hid cock and licked Drew’s balls and ten minutes later Drew shot his load. The guy again rubbed Drew’s stomach and told him he would be back in a couple hours to check on him. Drew dozed off but his dick twitched wanting to cum again. Drew awakes before the guy came back and his he was fully erect, and his dick was leaking on his stomach. The guy came in and said, nice! Then he began sucking Drew and after he was rock hard the guys lubed up his ass and slide down on Drew’s rock-hard cock and he fucked himself with that big dick until Drew grunted and came in the guy’s ass. The guy dislodged and sucked Drew clean and thanked Drew for the load. He then left and Drew wondered if he would be back in a few hours again or what. Drew slept for a little over an hour and woke to needing to piss bad. He started calling out for someone to let him piss and soon he heard the door, and two guys came in. One guy told the other, much younger voice that he could either suck Drew’s piss down or take it in his ass. The kid said really. The guy slapped him, and he quickly said in my ass. The told the kid to suck Drew and the kid did, Drew kinds liked it since the kid had small hands like a girl and a mouth like one too. Once hard the guy pulled the kid off and lubed up the boy’s hole and Drews Pole and he told the boy to sit on it. The kid lined up his hole and slowly lowered on Drew. That tight little hole on Drew drove him crazy and he fucked that little hole for five minutes and shot his load inside the boy. The guy told the boy to stay on his dick and the boy staying in place and after a few minutes he rubbed Drew’s chest and told him to piss in the boy’s ass. Drew really had to go and although he would never have done it any other time, he began to relieve himself and piss in the boy’s hole. Once finished Drew gave a sigh of relief and the guy told the boy to hold his hole closed and not loose any and he had him bend over and slide a butt plug in him and then he helped the boy out the door and left Drew there to get some more sleep. Drew Slept for a few more hours and he was awakened by two men who unfastened him and walked him to the showers. They fastened his hand to a pole above Drew’s head and Drew was cleaned by the man who had been sucking him off all night. Once drew was cleaned up he had a hose shoved in his hole and he received a flush out of all the cum, blood, poop Drew had collected last night and over night and then Drew received some lube and two shards of Tina in his hole and then a but plug. His hood was removed once the lights were off in the shower and Drew could not see anything, the man behind him shampooed his head as Drew began to fly. Once finished the guy brushed Drew’s teeth with a toothbrush and tooth paste and then made Drew rinse his mouth out. Drew was felling clean and horny and in the dark the guy began to kiss Drew and Drew kissed him back. They made out for ten minutes and Drew was hard again, and the guy lubed up his ass and guided Drews big dick to his hole and Drew slide in and fucked him hard till he came inside the man. Who pulled off and cleaned Drew’s dick by sucking him clean and blindfolded Drew and lead him to Room 9 where he was helped up on a fuck bend can left for one of the patrons from last night! The sixty hear old guy had offered $5,000 to fuck the boy’s hole. Drew lay there spinning and twenty minutes later a tall, skinny man walked in and slowly rang his hands all over Drew. The guy leaned down and lifted Drew’s head and began to kiss him and Drew kissed back just like in the shower. The old man slipped his tongue down Drew’s throat and kissed him hard. Five minutes of heavy kissing and then the man said, boy keep your head right there and he stood up and unbuttoned his jeans and let out a thick nine-inch dick with a PA. The guy worked out his PA out and then slide his hard dick in Drew’s mouth saying the last boy who sucked me with my PA in needed dental work after. Let’s save the PA for your hole boy. Then the guys began fucking Drew’s mouth making him choke and gag on his dick and the guy got rough and said fuck yea boy. Cock on my dick you are fucking fag. Let me fuck your throat you worthless whore. The guy used and assaulted Drew verbally for twenty minutes and then finally pulled out his dick from Drew’s mouth and throat. Then he proceeded to got to his ass and slap his left ass check hard and Drew yelped, and he did it three more times making red welts on his ass. Drew began to ask him to stop, and he yelled fucking slut if you ask me to stop again you will wish you hadn’t for a long time. Drew bit his lip as the guy did the same to his right ass check and then tenderly moved to the ass pug and pulled on it is removing it and the guy said, now this is what I have wanted. Only a fucking whore would make me work so hard to slide my dick in your pussy, get ready boy and he lined up his dick and shoved it full length in Drew. Drew yelped and the guy slapped his ass and said shut the fuck up boy. The old man proceeded to fuck Drew for what felt like hours, but it was 43 minutes of pure assault on Drews Straight ass and then the guy finally shot his load in the boy. Boy, the guy said, now that is what I cam for. That ass was so good you are going to have to suck my dick till I am hard again, and I will breed you again. Drew began to cry, and the guy smacked Drew’s has hard six time and his right check was bright red, and Drew collected himself and opened his mouth ready to suck the guy’s dick. It took ten minutes till the guy was hard again and this time the guy fucked him for 33 minutes before shooting a second load in Drew and slipping the butt plug back inside. Good little straight whore. You were worth every penny. Drew lay there in pain and humiliation but still spinning and horny to get off. The guy took his time getting dressed and then slowly traced Drew’s body making Drew shiver and tingle all over. Then the leaned in and said to Drew, Daddy will rent you again and next time it I will used you even harder.

Red Means Go Over the next few days I popped on the hookup app to see if I could find the nerdy guy again. I wanted more info on him if I was going to call and I'd been too rushed on Saturday to look. Tuesday I finally spotted him and read over the profile. "22 auburn/blue, 5'10 135lbs vers bottom" was all it said, but the "neg" checkbox was ticked. I wasn't sure whether to send a message via phone or the app. Giving it more thought than it deserved, I grabbed my hookup phone and tapped out a message to him and hoped he gave me his real number. I typed out "hey I'm the guy from the showers at the bh on sat" and hit send. I didn't expect a reply right away and wasn't sure I wanted to hookup that night anyway, but it didn't take too long to get a response. "really? im not really in ur league" he sent back. "I like lots of types but if u think ur too hot for me..." I replied, chuckling to myself. I might be cocky, but I'm also a little self deprecating. "F no other way round u lookin?" was his lightning fast response. "maybe. what u into? ur prof light on info. U saw mine n read all of it?" I typed back, having to retype half the words and remembering how crappy the keyboard was on this phone. I took so long to reply I half expected him to think I ghosted. "ur top hot hung bb only" and then "dont like BS or flakes" he replied. "Hmmm, maybe he did look it over" I thought to myself. "And?" I added, wanting to make sure he knew my status. "not lookin for a bf" he sent back a minute later. I shook my head, not wanting to drag this out much longer. "U see my status?" I asked. "yeah i fucked w poz guys b4" he said. I smiled wondering how many were as toxic as me. I then sent "k. u on prep or just fuck undet guys?" "no prep since covid others undet I think why?" he sent back a few minutes later. It seemed like he was either distracted with other possibilities or was starting to figure it out. "meds ran out so i'm viral" I sent back, expecting that to be the last of it. It took several more minutes to get a response and I had enough time to roll a few joints from the bag I got on Saturday. "wow u poz that guy in shower?" he asked. I laughed to myself and typed out "hes on prep." With no response, I flipped on the TV and got sucked into a youtube rabbit hole. It was maybe thirty minutes later that I saw a notification on my phone and it said "4 new messages." Nerd boy had replied while I was distracted and had sent "1 guy did poz rp when he fucked me" followed by "was hot" and then several minutes later "u poz ne1?" and then the one I just got - "u there?" "it can be hot but some freak out. yes I have ;)" I sent back, wondering if he'd be one of the freak out guys or the turned on ones. "u really want to meet?" he sent back a minute later. "sure just know what ur getting into" I replied back. "tonight or tomorrow good?" and then "roomies here tonight maybe tom too" he texted back. "tonight good. idc about roomies. we can fk in front of em if u want" I sent back, half serious. "omg 9 ok?" came back right away. A few more messages and I had an address near the university and he knew I was going to jog over there and would be hot and sweaty, which seemed to excite him. I sent "here" as I got to his building and he was letting me in a minute later. We climbed the stairs and made our way down to the back corner of the building. Walking into the apartment, there were two guys on each end of the couch and the smell of stale pot smoke lingering in the air. "Damn, he's a lot hotter than the guys you usually bring around" said the thin Asian guy wearing just some running shorts like mine at the far end of the couch. His body seemed almost completely hairless and perfectly smooth. With the black framed glasses he wore, I would pegged him as another nerdy college guy. The only thing that changed that impression was the long goatee and left tattoo sleeve . "You paying him, Chase?" asked the other guy, a beefy cub in cargo shorts and a loose tee. His arms and legs were covered in dark fur and his longish hair was pulled up into a bun. Given how hairy his limbs were, his shaved, cherubic face would definitely look a lot better with a beard, I thought. "Shut up, you're just jealous" the Asian guy said as the cub nodded. I briefly thought how hot it would be to have all three of them lined up on the bed, waiting for me to breed all of them. "Let's go to my room" my nerdy guy, Chase, said. I followed him down the short hallway, noticing a surprisingly clean bathroom and a very messy bedroom on the way. Chase said "Here's my room. Its smaller but I have it to myself" as he pulled his tee over his head and kicked off his sandals. Thankfully his room was pretty neat. I went to close the door but he said "mind if we keep it open? They do like to watch sometimes." I laughed and opened the door wide. When I turned around he was standing there naked next to the bed, his cock starting to harden. "Confident or eager... both are sexy traits" I thought to myself. On the bedstand next to him I spotted a bottle of lube and some poppers next to a couple condoms. Walking closer, I pulled my tank top off and wrapped my hand around the back of his head. I pulled him in for a sloppy kiss which quickly had our tongues probing each other. He was a good kisser and seemed to like it as rough as I did. Grabbing his hair, I pulled his head back and looked right into his eyes. "This is your only chance to stop. If you tell me to keep going, I'm going to fuck you and breed you. After that, its a crap shoot as to what happens" I said quietly so only he could hear. He was staring back at me and nodded, saying "Let's do it... just no poz talk in case my roomies are listening." His face broke into a devilish grin and I smiled back at him. He was probably expecting me to resume the kiss, but I twisted my upper body and mashed his face into my sweaty pit. I wasn't sure if it was a loud whimper or a moan that came out of him, but he seemed to be enjoying it. His tongue was lapping over every bit of my pit, licking the sweat and hair while breathing deep to get my rank scent. I let him go after a few minutes like this and pulled his head back again. His face was covered in spit and he was waiting for my next move. Twisting the other way, he had another pit to service and this time I heard him breathe deep before he started to lick. He savored my right pit just like he did the left, his moans having a sultry tone to them. Like the other one, I let him work my ripe pit over for a few minutes and then pulled him off. I wasn't planning on going full alpha on him but he wasn't giving me any sign that it wasn't his thing. Chase was staring back at me, the sweat and spit glistening off his skin and several days scruff. He was panting a little and it seemed like a good time to see if he could suck my dick like he devoured my pits. Backing away a few inches, my fistful of hair pulled him down and he quickly took the hint. He surprised me as he dragged his tongue down my chest and I'm sure if I had let go of his head he would have spent some time on my nips. It's not that I don't like a guy working my nips over, but I was mostly in control and I guided him down to my already hard cock. That was much more important. "Oh my god" he muttered and I heard some shuffling behind me. Turning my head, I saw both of his roommates were at the door, peering inside and trying to watch. I've never been afraid of an audience when I fuck and this was no different. I turned slightly so that they could see their roommate start to take my cock into his mouth. There was a gasp and "damn" coming from the doorway and a muffled grunt as Chase stretched his jaw open to get the first part of my cock into his mouth. He struggled and tried to make sure my shaft went in without his teeth scraping but he couldn't. Now, I've gotten used to teeth being part of most blowjobs and have learned to like it. He must have had enough guys tell him "no teeth" so he quickly retreated and began working on the head. Chase was no stranger to uncut cock and he knew how to play with the foreskin and use his tongue to good effect. A few snickers came from the doorway so I turned my head and said "If you think you can deep throat this, then get over here or shut the fuck up!" That silenced the peanut gallery pretty quick and Chase kept working at it. He licked over the sides and bottom and then went down to my balls. It was nice to see him not give up easily and after a while he tried again, wrapping his lips around the head and then going down a little at a time. I'm not sure what he did, but he was able to get his jaw open a little further and once he got past the thick middle part of my cock he was golden. My right hand pressed on the back of his head and my cock sunk deeper. "Holy fuck" came a comment from the doorway. Holy fuck, indeed. Chase didn't take my cock all the way, but he came damn close and it was obvious that his throat could open wider than his jaw. I slowly fucked his mouth for a bit until I knew he needed a break. Pulling back, I felt his teeth graze over my dick until the head popped free of his lips. He pulled the foreskin back and lapped around the exposed head and dug his tongue into the slit. He got his first taste of my toxic juice and kept going for more. He held my cock with the head on his tongue and let the pre leak out on to his tongue before he sucked on the head again. I wasn't sure if he was trying to put off the actual fuck or if he really loved nursing on a guy's cock. When I let go of his head, he leaned back and looked up at me. The grin on my face told him it was time and he nodded back before sliding back on to the bed and pulling his legs back. As much as he might like sucking dick, I like eating ass. Both make a good prelude to the main event. I knelt down and buried my face in his ass. The covering of red hair continued inside his butt crack. The musk from his sweaty ass sent a surge through my body as I dug my tongue into his waiting hole. My beard intermingled with his ass hair and soon all of it was covered in spit. While his ass might have been sweaty, his pussy was fresh and clean. The ring kept flexing around my tongue while I heard his moaning fill the room. Well, it might not have just been his moaning - there was a surround-sound effect coming from in front of me and behind. A small wet spot was forming on the carpet below my cock and I needed to see if his ass felt as good around my dick as it did my tongue. After several minutes of rimming his hot ass, I stood up and grabbed his hips, pulling him a bit further off the bed and lining up my rigid cock. Reaching over, I grabbed the poppers and took a couple hits before tossing them on the bed next to Chase. He took a couple on each nostril and then I watched his face flush. I thought about asking him again if he was sure but the look on his face was one of pure lust. It would be a waste of time asking him since his dick and ass were doing the thinking right now and I could totally relate. With my cock nestled up to the ring, I dripped some more spit on it before pushing in. His initial tightness soon gave way as he relaxed and my cock was able to force its way inside. He let out a groan and I knew he was getting stretched more than he was used to. I felt it too, since the abrasions on the top and bottom of my dick were beginning to sting from the spit. My gaze went from watching my shaft invade his body up to his rigid, dripping seven inch cock that was hovering over his abs and then up to his face. Less than a quarter of my cock was inside him and the expression on his face was one of victory. I wasn't going to consider it victory until he'd taken every inch and was filled with my seed. Bracing my hands on his legs, my hips began to rock back and forth, driving my shaft deeper each time. Our eyes were locked again as my cock stretched him open. With over two thirds of my cock inside him I really started to fuck. Faster and faster I pumped my cock until I was sliding in and out easily. My precum was helping but he really did open up faster than most guys I've fucked. Now that I had a good pace thrusting into him I wanted to get the rest of the way in. The tip of my cock was tapping relentlessly onto his inner ring and eventually it made it through. It was probably a lot bigger than he expected, based on the sudden writhing he did under me. I leaned forward and pinned him to the bed, my cock fully rooted inside him. His eyes were wide open and almost the size of baseballs. His mouth kept moving but no sound came out. I didn't move and just let him try to adjust to the invasion. Once the spasms faded I knew he was ready for the next step. I slowly pulled my cock back until just the head was inside and then drove back in until my balls were resting on his sweaty ass. Chase's eyes rolled back and he cried out "Oh god... do it again!" This time I pulled back a little faster and then thrust my shaft in again. The bed squeaked, there were gasps from behind me (a little closer than before, I thought) and a deep groan came from Chase. I kept it up, going faster each time until my grunts joined the chorus and my balls were now pulled up tight. The puddle of pre on his abs and chest grew as my cock massaged his prostate with every thrust. I changed my angle just a little and the next shove plowed in making him spasm again. This time, he wasn't writhing in pain, he was showering his chest and face in his own cum. I love making a bottom orgasm from my fucks since it always seems to milk a bigger load out of my balls. As his second volley landed in and around his open mouth, my first spurt shot out, flooding his wrecked fuck chute. The pulses of cum from my cock coated everything both past his inner ring and before it, while my cock slowly rocked inside him. Both of us were growling as we released our loads and soon the growl became a moan before fading away. We stayed there, locked together for a few minutes until I slowly withdrew my softening cock. It left his hole with a plop and a large glob of pink cum fell to the floor. "Holy shit, you really fucked him raw and bred him?" the cub asked. I laughed and said "Yeah, I only fuck raw. Think it's easy finding rubbers that fit this?" pointing to my dick. "Uh... I guess not. I always play safe though" he replied. "I guess you don't want to try this, then" I responded. "Fuck no... See what you did to his ass? I can see blood" the cub said with a tinge of disgust in his voice. "Well, maybe you should try Chase as your first bare fuck. He's not as thick and I you'd get to find out how much better a raw fuck is compared to a covered one" I said. I could see that he was thinking about it and hadn't just dismissed it right away. Hopefully he would get one of Chase's first viral loads. I was feeling pretty confident that between Chase's wrecked hole and the big load I gave him he'd be in the brotherhood soon. The roommates retreated out of the room and I laid on the bed next to Chase. "You ok?" I asked, getting ready for the PEP discussion. "Fuck yeah. That was so hot. I've never had anyone own my ass like that. Most guys don't get as rough as I like. I'm gonna feel this for days but... damn I loved it!" he said. He was still staring at the ceiling when he said "I know you said you're not looking for a boyfriend. Neither am I... cuz I like doin it with more than one guy... and I like to top some..." He paused and then added "... but I hope we can do it again... I mean... if I wasn't a bad fuck." I laughed and replied "No, you weren't a bad fuck... pretty damn good, actually. But maybe next time it can be just the two of us. I hate a judgemental audience." "He's not so bad. But I kinda hate fucking him with rubbers. That's why they're on the table... for him. I almost always fuck bare. I'm glad you told him I should fuck him raw to see what its like" Chase replied, with a grin on his face. "Yeah, sometimes it just takes a guy that you trust to make that leap. 'Course who knows if you're still gonna be neg in a month" I said, the last sentence was much quieter than the first. He gave a nervous laugh before getting off the bed and disappearing down the hall. I chuckled to myself watching the cum drip down his legs as he walked away. It didn't seem to bother him so I assumed he was used to it. I know lots of bottoms that get off on that feeling. When he came back, he tossed me a towel and said "You can shower here if ya want." "Nah... I'm gonna run home so I'll get sweaty again. Besides, I like to make the doorman at my building jealous when I come home stinking of cum" I replied. I wiped my chest and face off with the towel and then put my gear back on, stepping into the jockstrap and letting the pouch absorb another layer of cum and another bottom's ass juice. Walking back to the front door, the other bedroom door was closed and the Asian guy was sprawled out on the couch in the living room playing with his phone. "Catch ya later" I said as I walked out the door.

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? 🤔

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. -----

I’m working on it….promise!

It was a normal night. A hot, muggy Friday summer night, 11:00 PM. I was walking from my apartment to The Machine Shop, my favorite sleaze bar. A good night to have a few drinks, see some friends and fuck a hot cumdump or three. Suddenly, I heard noises from behind a dumpster in the alley I was pa. I saw some movement out of the corner of my eye and slowed down, pausing in front of the entrance to the alley. I listened more carefully and heard a moan and some panting. I stopped and listened more carefully and could hear someone whisper “breed me, dude. Give me your load.” The rhythmic slap slap got a little louder and the panting got faster and then the slap slap stopped and there was a grunt. Someone was getting what he asked for. A minute later a guy walked out from behind the dumpster zipping up his shorts. He was a handsome, bearded, middle aged dad-bod guy and he just smirked at me and laughed. “Pretty sure he won’t say no to another load.” He walked past me and out of sight. I went into the alley and behind the dumpster was quite a sight. A cute, short, very furry blonde boy with a buzz cut took his shorts, which were hanging from the dumpster, and was halfway to putting them on when he saw me. “You wanna fuck me too, man? $25 in my ass, $15 in my mouth. I take all loads. Raw only.” He stared at me, impassively, with big saucer eyes (somebody had clearly been partying) and stood there, waiting for an answer, holding his shorts. I don’t normally pay for sex. I don’t have to. I’m a pretty hot Daddy if I do say so myself, 45, 5’7, 200 lbs, solid muscle with some padding, covered in fur, trim beard, big hairy ass, and a big fat uncut cock that has the boys I like begging Daddy to fuck them. But this kid’s matter of fact demeanor and sexy face intrigued me, plus I have a hard time turning down a sloppy hole. I got a glimpse of his big ass covered in blonde fur, which is something that really turns me on. “Sure,” I said. “But not here. It smells and it’s hot. I just live a few blocks away. Come. Now, faggot.” I turned and left the alley without waiting to see if he was following me. I knew he would. He looked just a little desperate and I figured he could probably use a shower. He called out “hey, dude, wait up.” I stopped walking and waited for him to catch up to me. He wasn’t more than 5’3” but had a very large, sexy ass that looked like it could be plowed for hours. I intended to find out. We didn’t speak on the short walk back to my apartment. One of the reasons I chose the apartment was that it was a sleazier part of town and close to my favorite bar. I could dip out on a Wednesday night, have a beer, chat with friends, load up a cumdump with daddy issues and make it home in an hour if I wanted to. I opened the front door of the building and ushered my boy whore into the lobby. We walked past the security guard, Josh, who smirked. He was a hot beefy, young queer student who was usually sitting there studying physics or chemistry. He’d seen me walk in with enough sluts to know what was going on. Once in a while he and I hooked up after his shift was over at midnight. A couple of times I invited him up to my apartment to fuck some slut I brought home from the bar. He had a nice fat cock and a big ass that I loved eating while he was fucking some pig. He still hadn’t let me fuck him yet, but I knew it was just a matter of time. Josh smiled at the whore and he motioned to me to text him. I smiled and nodded. The boy and I entered the elevator. I could smell him from a few feet away. He didn’t smell sour, just a bit ripe from being outside and I could smell the cum that was slowly dripping down his leg and into his sock. We got off the elevator at my floor and I walked out without looking at the whore. I still hadn’t said anything to him since I ordered him to follow me. This was making him increasingly nervous and he started to try to make conversation. I cut him off and said “Stop talking now, boy.” I opened the apartment door and he abruptly stopped speaking and relaxed. “Don’t worry, you’re in good hands. I’m gonna fuck you. Then I’m gonna fuck you some more. Then we’ll see what happens. OK?” I smiled at him and motioned for him to come to me. Just inside the door, I pulled him close and started to kiss him on the mouth, first gently, then increasingly hard. I pulled away from him and slapped him across the face. He flinched and his cheek quickly reddened. “What’s your name, Sir?” “My name’s Jake. But you can call me Daddy or Sir if that turns you on. What’s your name, whore?” He smiled and said “Adam, sir. But you can call me whore if you want. It’s the truth and I love it.” “Good whore. Take off your clothes. Leave your jockstrap on. What’s in the bag?” “Just some supplies, Sir. It’s how I make a living.” Ah. The little whore also dealt drugs. This was going to be fun. “How old are you, boy?” “Just 20, Sir.” “Good. Daddy likes corrupting the youth of America.” He laughed and said “I’ve been corrupted for a few years now. I spent half of high school as the hockey and baseball teams cumdump.” I laughed along with him and reached around to his big furry ass. I could feel the cum dripping out of his hole. “How many tricks have you turned today?” “Four, plus the guy in the alley. They all bred my cunt. I saw some regulars this afternoon. I was on my way to the Machine Shop to have a few drinks and meet up with some friends.” “Good, faggot. Nice to know you’re already pre-lubed.” He slightly blushed and I led him to my spare room, set up as a playroom. I walked over to the small fridge and handed him a bottle of water. “Drink it, boy. Stay hydrated. How long you been partying?” “Just since noon, today.” “Good, let’s get you spun back up and put some more loads in your cunt, son. Sound like a plan?” He smiled and said “yes, SIR!,” and proceeded to pull a loaded pipe from a padded, zippered pouch in his bag. He heated up the bowl and took a huge hit off it. This boy was a pro. He motioned me over to take the shotgun. I pulled it in and we passed it back and forth before we did 5 or 6 more huge hits. I had already popped a Cialis so I would be able to keep fucking the boy as long as I wanted. After the last hit I shoved a fat buttplug in his cunt and sent the boy into the bathroom to shower, warning him not to let any of his tricks’ cum out of his ass. “I wanna eat some of that out of your cunt and definitely want to use it to lube up my cock” He grinned and said “yes, sir!” I showed him where the towels were and went back to the playroom, lowered the lights, turned some sleazy gang bang porn on the huge TV on the wall and heard my phone buzz. It was Josh, the security guard, texting me. “That boy is hot as fuck. Any chance you wanna share him?” I knew this was going to be good. Maybe this was my chance to get Josh spun and fuck him too. He was also pretty young, just 21 and finishing his college degree at the local university. He had played football and hockey in high school and had that beefy body they often did. He was about 5’8” and probably weighed around 180. Completely smooth except for his dark hairy legs and bush with a fat cut dick and a big ass that just begged for daddy cock. He thought he was a top. I planned on turning him into a switch. I had never partied with Josh before, but figured I’d offer it to him and see what he did. He could always say no or leave, his choice. But I had a feeling that once he saw Adam’s ass, his cock would be hard, tina or no. I looked at the time. It was 11:45 and Josh’s shift would be ending soon. I smiled and responded to his text “The boy is in the shower. Come up when you’re done. I’ll leave the door unlocked. I’ll leave you a boner pill on the counter.” He just responded with a big happy face emoji. I walked out to the counter in the kitchen and left the yellow, oval shaped pill on the counter with a glass of water. My cock was rock hard, knowing I was about to get a twofer. T-15 minutes.

As the song from 'Beauty and the Beast' says......... 'Tale As Old As Time'. This is nothing new. It was the same when I began to cruise and do the bathhouses as a teenager. And it's true now that I'm an old guy.

I’ve basically decided to write the experience off. I have two very fulfilling men in my life who still allow me space to play occasionally. I may have wasted an evening, butI’m probably just lucky to have avoided a flake.

Just Time for a Quickie After wandering around for way too long, I was about ready to leave. I still had to get home, grab some money and hit the dispensary for a fill up. As I was heading down the hallway to the stairs, I saw RJ at the far end, coming down from the third floor. I slapped his ass as we met before nudging him into the second floor showers. One side was an open shower area with shower heads along the wall and two columns in the middle that had four shower heads each. The other side had a few urinals and a couple stalls along with several sinks. "Lookin to cool off?" RJ said with a grin. "Nah, I gotta make this quick and I know how you like to show off" I replied, guiding him to one of the columns. The whole shower area was made for fucking with waist high grab rails for a greedy bottom to hang on to. That's exactly what RJ did before spreading his legs and pushing his ass back and wiggling it. I gave each side of his butt a hard slap before kneeling down and spreading his cheeks apart. With one hand stroking my cock back to full hardness, the other kept the crack open for my face. My tongue forced some spit into his hole but this was going to be a fast rimjob. Only a couple minutes of tongue fucking lapsed before my dick was aching to get back into a warm neg hole. It didn't matter that I knew that my viral cum was going to be wasted on his prep'd body, he was just that good of a no-strings-attached fuck buddy. Licking up his back, I stood up and dragged my stiff cock between the crevice. Looking around, it seemed that we were attracting a small crowd. Most stood back against the walls, but a couple were on either side, about 10 feet away. That was as close as I liked guys to get unless they were part of the fucking. The guy to the left was a bearded guy, about 40, with a belly that would alternate between closed eyes and watching us intently. He slowly stroked his smallish cock while pinching his nips with his free hand. The guy to the right was an early 20's skinny, nerdy guy with a mop of dark red hair that hung over his eyes. There was a patch of hair between his pecs and a trail from his navel down to his thick bush and a nicely sized thin cock. His legs were covered in more dark red hair and I guessed his ass was too. His gaze never left us and he kept muttering "fuck" over and over. RJ gasped and then growled as I drove my cock into his hole. It seemed pretty dry and I doubt there was any lube in there other than the little bit of spit I'd given him moments earlier. On the second shove, I bottomed out, with my balls slapping into his. It garnered a drawn out, louder "fuck!" from the nerdy guy. Grabbing each side of RJ's hips, my hips started to roll. From there, I just kept building up speed and length of my stroke until I was pounding into his hungry ass. RJ's growls turned to moans and I moved my hands to his shoulders to get better leverage. He gave a quick squeeze to my cock with his ass and that got my balls' attention. I slammed in and let out a grunt before pulling back and slamming in again. Three more times and my cock was spewing hot cum into RJ's guts. Spurt after spurt made his hole nice and sloppy as only a good breeding can do. Between the visuals and my growling as I came, several of the onlookers followed suit, shooting their loads on to the floor. I watched the nerdy guy give one more stroke as he shot on to the floor too. "That shouldn't be wasted. There's lots of needy guys that would love to swallow or get bred with that" I said to him with a smirk. The embarrassment of getting caught showed in his face and all he could mutter was "Sorry... sir." I looked back left and the older guy was gone and most of the rest of the guys either left or showered the cum off. I pulled RJ up vertical so his back was against my chest and whispered "Thanks, I needed that." My cock slipped from his ass as I flipped the shower on and the pair of us rinsed off. "Thank YOU" RJ said as he walked over to the towel rack and dried off. He slipped out the door while I finished drying off and I chuckled to myself "he likes to keep it casual, just like me." I went down to the locker room to get changed and noticed I had a few messages on my phone. Two were from RJ - "At baths" and "where r u?" A couple were from guys on a cruising app I had left open with "hot prof", "lookin?" and "woof" but the last one was more interesting. It was from the nerdy guy and he had found my profile. "Was fuckin hot watchin u bred that guy" was his first message and the second one had his phone number. I got a screen shot and headed back home, hoping I could make it to the dispensary in time to score some weed.

In My Neighbour's Backyard By Hozzel A loud noise from the neighbour's backyard first attracted my attention. A solid thumping noise, as if someone punched metal over and over. A strange, weird noise accented each thump, like repeated grunts, with a staccato rhythm, "Uh...uh...uh..." Curious, I snuck between the leafy shrubs up to the corrugated iron fence and peered between the branches into their big back yard. Next to a big shed, the yard was littered with old cars, parts of old cars, wheels and tyres. "Oh, fuck!" I heard. The vision startled me. I hopped back, shocked and aroused at the same time. I quickly peeked over the fence again. 18-year-old Roger, the younger brother, spread face-down over the bonnet of one of an old car. His fists beat the dirty white bonnet while his bare bum and legs quivered from the hammering he received from his older completely naked brother, Flynn. Mouth open, I realized my breathing had deepened and I had become instantly solid. Flynn fucked fast and hard into his brother. I could hear his hips as they quick slapped against Roger's bare arse. I saw Flynn's fingers curl and then heard Roger yelp when he thumped the bonnet again. Between his spread legs I could just make out Roger's tight balls and stiff cock. It flopped up and down with every pelvic punch from eager Flynn. As I stared I realized Roger was pushing back in time to Flynn's heavy thrusts. They were fucking each other. Roger yelled, "Harder, harder!" and Flynn went into overdrive. Clearly no one was being forced here. The boys wanted to do this. "Hey! Not without me!" Their dad ran around the corner of the shed, dropped his board shorts and kicked them away. My mouth hung further open as I marvelled at his big hardening cock. The grey fuzz surrounding the thickening base was not enough to hide its size. Is he going to…? "What have I told you boys about doing it in the open!" Guilt and shame suddenly washed through me. I was spying on my neighbours having incestuous male sex. I was peeking, [banned word], a naughty voyeur. And they were men! I wasn't into men, although I had secretly enjoyed trans and gay porn and got off from it. I knew my straight-laced wife would throw a tizzy if she caught me with the porn or doing this. Luckily she was out shopping. I could not help myself and simply had to spy again. Peter, their bear-shaped bearded dad with a dragon tattoo on his left upper arm, stepped up behind Flynn, roughly grabbed the boy's narrow hips and thrust that great big hard thing into his son's skinny arse. He didn't take his time and ease it in, he pushed hard and grunted loud, causing Flynn to shout. "Fuck, Dad!" "There's a real bareback cock in ya now," the older man said firmly. He slammed against his older son and the late teenage son pushed against his younger brother. "I know you love it up the arse just as much as Rog." Flynn cried out as his father began to fuck like mad and let out a continuous loud moan. It escalated into a non-stop holler which quavered from his pounding. The hairy older man held his son's hips and just hammered relentlessly. Flynn shook from the body hits and Roger kept pounding the bonnet and yelping, "Shit, that's good!" That was it. Decency be damned! Intrigued, I unzipped, pulled my hard dick out and began to wank the foreskin back and forth. I watched them go at it for the next five minutes. Peter, clearly a strong fucker, never missed a beat. He never slowed or paused except to change his footing. He fucked his boy hard, with an ongoing animal growl, until, suddenly, I saw his shaking rear clench. I heard a loud grunt and watched the boys' father jam hard and deep. "Feel that? Fuckin' loading you, boy," Peter said loudly. Roger yelled something like, "You fuckin' got me goin'! Gaaa…" I glimpsed his cock jerking and guessed he was coming, too. Their dad slapped and grunted a few more times then pulled out. His singlet topped chest heaved from deep breaths. Fluid dripped from his son's arse. He turned toward me and motioned, "Come on over and join in!" I could not believe it. I was caught! Embarrassed, I scrambled back. I heard, "Come on, hop over, Ben. It's okay, isn't it boys?" Peter's bearded face appeared on the other side of the fence. "I knew you were [banned word] on us. My boys like to be fucked and they don't mind bein' watched. They do it to each other all the time. They're supposed to keep it inside but on a day like this, what can I say? Perfect weather for havin' a root outdoors." He turned and called, "Hey, boys! Would you like to have a go with Ben?" I heard thumping on the car and, "Yeah!" Then the rhythmic squeaking of the car resumed as Flynn fucked into his young brother again. "Hang on," I said, tucked myself away, and came back with a step-stool. Peter helped me over the fence. "Strip off," Peter instructed. He reached down and unbuckled my belt. "Can't fuck properly with all this gear." He quickly removed all my clothes. "You're hard as a rock," he observed, fondling my erection. It felt weird having another man paw at me, but in my aroused state, I actually liked it. Wearing flipflops only, I walked barearse naked, with their father's fingers rubbing my knob, up to the rooting lads. I had visited their home only once before and now something made sense. All the inside doors had been removed. No secrets. Easy access. I had heard yelling and even screaming before and now I knew the cause. Peter pointed, "Don't be shy, mate. My boys really like to suck and fuck. There's a nicely slick arse right there for you. Go ahead, stick it in. Or would you rather be the bottom?" He shoved me toward his sons. "Both," I stammered. I knew what he meant. Flynn pulled out of his brother, stepped to the side. I stood behind the young boy and looked down at his rear, right where his older brother's cock had just been. "Go ahead," ordered their father. "He'll love it." "Yeah," Roger chirped. "Stick it in me bum." I shook my head, stepped up and pressed the swollen head of my cock between the boy's cheeks. What the fuck was I about to do? When I hesitated, Flynn shoved me in the back and I suddenly pushed all the way into Roger. My shocked dick went in easily. One push and I penetrated deep. It felt unbelievably snug and positively marvelous. I felt Roger's internal muscles clench and clench on me as he started to move. My wife had never, ever, allowed anal sex. For that matter, sex between us had become almost non-existent for years. But now, here it was, I was doing anal for the first time, and doing it with a teenage boy, my neighbour's youngest son. Gay sex. I was not freaked out, and it felt wonderful! I would never be the same again. "Go ahead," Flynn said to me. "He likes it rough." I placed my palms on Roger's hips and, started to shove in and out. Roger grunted with each of my thrusts. "Uh…uh…uh… Fuckin' come on," he snapped. "Give it to me!" Right. I grabbed his bony hips and began to pound into him. The intense sensations mounted quickly. It wouldn't take long. I slowed, trying to draw out the feelings and my quickening climax. "Too good," I muttered. "Here," I heard Peter say, "see if you like this." He stepped up behind me and took my hips in thick-fingered hands. I stopped and felt his big cock push between my arsecheeks. Stunned, I held still and let him have his way. Flynn said, "Dad likes to fuck us when we're fucking each other." This was another wonderful fantasy: to be taken over and over by another man or a strong trans. I had dreamed what it would feel like when a real penis fucked into my guts instead of a broom handle. Now here it was and the reality felt far hotter. Peter slowly pushed into me. It felt like a huge slug invaded my body. I stood rock still, leaned over Roger, felt all the astonishing sensations, and panted while his father slowly slid his enormous prick up my rectum. This was great! When I felt his hips against my rear, he paused and said, "You're fuckin' tight. How does that feel?" "Good," I breathed. "Huge. Full." "Hurt any?" "Barely," I admitted. In fact, there was almost no pain, just the feeling of being stretched and stuffed full. I had no idea I could take that much. "Like it?" "Love it," I said truthfully, bent over his son. "Good. You must be a natural. Here goes, slut." He pulled almost out then pushed himself back into me. I let out an explosive breath. I could feel his entire cock slide in and out as he began to fuck, a fabulous carnal feeling. Soon he was fucking me quickly. This caused me to do the same to Roger. My own penis swelled further as it slipped inside the boy's arse. Peter shovelled and something inside my rear began to tingle. It felt as if an orgasm was quickly rising. In an attempt to hold off I huffed "Oof! How often do you do this?" "All the time," Flynn said. "Do you like it, Rog?" I asked. I slid my palms over the youth's bare back while Peter fucked me with short, jabbing strokes. "Fuck, yeah." "Do you ever get to do it? Get to top?" "Yeah. But I like being a cumdump best." "You do it with anyone else?" "Sure. When me mates or Flynn's mates come over. Or Dad's buddies." Their father suddenly slammed into me, knocking my breath out through my nose. "Yeah, he's a right cumdump, Roger is. Flynn, too. I'm getting' there. How're you doin'?" "Fuckin' hell, I think you're screwing my prostate," I said. "I'm coming without squirting." My body twisted in pure pleasure as a fluidless orgasm flashed through me. I had never felt anything like it before and it was unbelievable! Despite coming, my erection remained hard inside Roger's arse, and I felt as if I could do it again immediately. But I felt Peter ram himself against my buttocks, felt his enormous cock swell even further, and felt him begin to pulse inside me. Felt the strong volleys of thick warm fluid as he shot into me, over and over. It triggered my own stronger orgasm. I could no longer hold back. I yelled very loud and shot over and over into the teenage boy. "What'd ya scream like that that for?" "Better that way," I panted. "Like karate. Yelling and screaming makes it feel stronger. Greater punch." "Have to remember that at the next gangbang." The weight on my back suddenly lifted. My anus felt empty, my rear cool and exposed. Peter smacked my bum. "That your first time, mate?" "Yah." "Cool. Ready for more?" I started to stand up. My legs felt weak. I shook briefly, but I stammered, "Okay." "Anyone else want another round with our new slut? He's been broken in." Roger levered himself off the car and faced me. He was hard again. Long and thin and straight up. "I want to fuck you." "Go ahead," I heard Peter instruct. "Ben, here, is our new fucktoy." Roger stood before me, grabbed my arms roughly, and pulled my body against his. For a skinny boy, he was quite strong. Face close, I felt his hot breath then lips on mine then tongue as he tried to lick my own tongue. What the hell, I let him, and returned the passionate kiss. My hands descended to his round rump and I felt his hard cock rub against mine. He then wrestled me to the dirt. On my back, eager Roger spread my thighs with his hips and knees and proceeded to fill me nicely. Grinning, he pushed up over me and began to fuck me in earnest with long steady strokes and panting breaths. Flynn fell onto his brother. Roger paused while Flynn inserted. And then their father, his fat renewed, stepped between our legs and pushed into his older son. My legs stretched wide, I revelled in the amazing but awkward four-way fuck. "He's ours, now. Let's go, boys! Breed him! Knock him up!" "You gonna poz him, Dad?" "Why not!" Three more loads in my butt later, Flynn and Roger took turns sucking and licking me hard again. I felt ready to fuck once more. Instead of being worn out, I was super-charged, energized for the next hit of fantastic, shameless sex in my neighbour's sunny backyard. My rear tingled with only slight soreness. The boys, however, pissed off, literally leaving me with their insatiable father. Peter placed his hands on the old car, arms straight, spread his hairy legs and offered himself to me. "I'll teach ya how to bottom, ya old cunt." He did. He came hands free, too, this time screaming like a banshee. Me, too. After, as he escorted me back to my home, he said, "My buddies'll be over Saturday night. You can be the slut at the centre of our next gangbang. In fact, come over any time. We have a 'not allowed to say no' policy." I nodded and admitted, "Sounds great. Love to." I had loved it. The feeling of their cocks filling my arse still tingled nicely. I had crossed a new line in my life, one I was not about to reject. "Applies to you, too, of course. Whatever any of us wants, you have to obey." "Sure." Late that afternoon, my frumpy wife commented that I seemed in a particularly happy mood and asked what I had done during the day. "Hopped over the fence and visited the neighbours," I said. "Turns out we have a hobby in common, so I might be spending more time over there. I'm going over to watch the footy Saturday night." Visions of men taking me raw danced in my new-found wicked imagination. "That's nice, dear," she said. "Always good to have a hobby." ### July 2021 by Hozzel. This is a work of fiction. It is not based on a real event. Or is it? If you liked this scene, if it turned you on, especially if it caused a throbbing response, I would love to hear from you! Always up for email fun, too. Ping me at athenamorgansbox at gmail dot com.

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."

Yesterday, I was looking to suck some cock , I was crusing online and found a guy that was hosting at his place. We went back and forth ,he was a little aggressive which I liked. But all I wanted was to suck some cock. It his a 30 minute drive to his place, I was in the middle of nowhere when I arrived. I pulled into yard, it was a mobile home.not really the prettiest ,grass unkept, old car in driveway. I was going to leave, but I wanted the cock . I went up to door, screen door and he shouted get in here whore. I walked in , it stunk like cigarette, he was standing there in shorts and bathroom that was open. Out of shape, stomach hanging over shorts. I wanted to leave,but saw his huge cock outlining in his shorts. He told me to undress and fold clothes neatly on floor and told me to get on my knees. Always calling me cunt, faggot, slut, whore. Made me kiss his cock through his shorts and the made me pull his shorts down with me mouth if I wanted his cock. I finally managed. He then fucked my mouth hard. Making me choke, spit all over the place. I was scared but turned on and started to stroke my hard cock. He saw this and slapped me . Hard saying he didn't say it was ok.after about 15 minutes of him fucking my throat he had another cigarette while I was made to kneel. After that he made me crawl to his bed room, made me look into a mirror and told me to jerk off and look into the mirror. I was ashamed and wasn't looking at myself and he saw that and paddled my ass. It stung like hell . I want to run out of there. He had another cigarette while I had to continue jerking off. He told me don't cum. But I was having trouble staying hard. He then laid on the bed and he told me the fun is just starting. More of me sucking his cock,then he ordered me to eat his ass. I never did that, wasn't a thing I liked. I hesitated. He smacked me and asked if I wanted the paddle. I ate his ass. After a while with that and his cock in my mouth, spit all over my face he told me to get on hands and knees. He gave me a bottle of poppers, been a while with those and told me to start inhaling. And don't stop. I was getting all dizzy, feeling good and felt the cold lube hit my ass. I don't fucknoften and when I do, it's condoms. He showed me a huge vibrator, thick, like beer can thick and told me he was going to shove it up my ass I started getting scared again ,he told me to start huffing , I was feeling horn y. Hard, now wanting it.in one motion he shoved it up my lubed ass. It fucking hurt. He called me all types of names as he fucked me with it, slapping me, yelling for me to inhale poppers .I thought I was going to pass out. I was feeling so good though. He then removed the big vibrator. I felt empty, he then stood in front of me and shoved his cock in me .told me to get it all wet. He held that bottle of poppers under my nose and told me he was going to fuck me, I wanted it, but scared. He took his cock from my mouth,slapping my face with it ,and told me to get ready. I told him condoms please. He laughed told me to inhale poppers , he got behind me ,I felt the lube hit my hole, I wanted it, I didn't want it, to late, he slipped his cock in my lubed ass. First time bareback. It felt so fucking good. He fucked me hard for about 10 minutes, I kept inhaling thosee poppers, he then pulled out, told me I'm a pig, whore, told me to kneel and he jerk ed off that big mushroom headed cock by my face. He ordered me to open my mouth. He then shot a huge load of cum all over my face, in my mouth. He then backed up, told me he was done with me and to get dressed and get out. I asked if I could wash, he told me to get out. I felt used, cum drying on my face, I drove home and started feeling disgusted with myself. My ass hurt, that dildo, his cock, the dried cum on me. I got home took a,shower. Laid on my bed and jerk ed off.I shot a load if cum like I never saw before. He sent me an email later that evening and told me he is on prep, and said I am a good slut. I can't wait to go back

Filipinos love foreign men. I've met many foreign guys who are surprised... shocked even with the amount of attention they receive once they open grindr/Romeo or any other app in Manila. Anyway... more or less 60-70% of the locals are primarily into bareback or can be convinced to do bareback. Even "condom only" guys can be convinced to go raw if its with a foreign guy. What can I say. We just love foreign cocks here.

It takes a certain mindset to be a cumdump and not everyone is down for it. I was young the first time I did it and it was with a group of neighbor boys around my age. I viewed it more as experimenting, finding out what it was like to get fucked by several guys. Problem is I liked it a lot but quickly found out it was hard to make things like that happen. It also confirmed that I am pretty slutty and soon I was willing to take more risks to hook up, hooking up with random guys in bathrooms, at the gym, in parks, anything to get a load. I sometimes wonder if that made me who I am or just revealed who I am. But that’s water under the bridge. I’m kind of jealous of guys who have a BF because I know I’m too slutty to be monogamous.

Say what you will about the restrictions for new accounts here. Over on NKP, it's totally unmodded and you get hit with links to malware on a daily basis. I called out the spammer, and got 377 messages from the spammer on my wall... PigBoss over there should change his name to "Spammer's bitch".

Umm I don’t know about you guys but when it hits the spot…. Bammmn it makes me squirt and can’t really hit that spot unless you have a dick banging it rough … then I sleep so good like I had a sleeping pill. In fact it’s more natural to get fuck then take pills… take dick to sleep better after getting your guts smash …..,

It was new years eve 2017 and I was at a fuck party and was getting fucked by a hot Daddy Top and he said that he was about to breed me with a big load of POZ cum and I said fuck yea give it to me I'm on PreP. He said why are on on that birth control shit and he pulled out and walked off without finishing the fuck. I felt so rejected. I never had a guy not finish his fuck and nut in my hole. But his comment stuck in my head and I think I became a bug chaser that night. It took me 10 months to decide to stop PreP and when I flushed all the pills on October 1 of 2018 I was boned up thinking that I officially became a bug chaser.

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.

You say this as if you're surprised. Have you read some of the stuff people post in the other forums on this site? There are people out there who are into stealthing. I've met a few of them myself and their desire to spread HIV is real. Not my place to judge, we all have our kinks, but it is a real thing going on.

I once had someone (with whom I've sadly lost contact) offer -- for a fee -- to set me up to be banged by some illegals, like a landscaping crew. They'd be str8, but they'd HAVE to bang me to get their paycheck... and they'd take out that anger on me. The guy setting it up would give me a speech he'd written. I'd strip, grease up my butthole in front of everybody, stand there naked and read it to them. "Soy un maricon. Jala mis tetas muy bruscamente y chinga me muy bruscamente."

CHAPTER 11 I got back to the hotel about 6am and felt like absolute death. I probably looked it too after the night I'd had. Opening the door, I had to admit I was a little frightened when I saw a note had been pushed under the door given the last hotel note I'd received after an "indiscretion". It warmed my heart no end (and I must admit, gave me butterflies) when I read the contents: "Hey man, it's Ricky. Really sorry if I offended you. You're a great guy and I'd love to catch up with you and hang out for a while if you have time." Under his phone number he drew a little love heart which I found really sweet. I sent him a text saying that I'd love to and went to have a sit & think on the toilet. I got such a surprise when I got out of the bathroom and Ricky had already replied. He said that he was staying at the hotel for the scene but he lived in Vegas and would be keen to catch up anytime. It was then I realised he used the notepad from the hotel, I replied "Great" and got the shock of my life when he called me back immediately. "Hey, I'm just about to head to the foyer. Want me to swing past & pick you up?" "Oh....ummm..NOW?! I mean...I just got in, I haven't had a shower" "That's OK, I've got a shower at my place you know!" God, I could be such a dumbass sometimes. "I'll be at yours in a couple of minutes". While I was foraging in my bag, looking for something else to wear, there was a knock at the door. I quickly made my way over and opened it, what a vision it was that greeted me. He looked the polar opposite to how I felt! "So good to see you!" He said, wrapping his arms round me & as he was about to lean in to give me a kiss, I quickly turned my head so he kissed me on the cheek. I don't know why I was suddenly playing so hard to get after the past 24 hours! "Oh sorry...yeah...a lot of people aren't kissers like me, I always forget!" He looked a bit sheepish which I found even sweeter. "I've got a property about half an hour out of town, we can spend the day out there if you'd like?" To be honest, I just wanted out of that hotel room, all it did was remind me of how much of a Mike was, so I quickly agreed. "Done!" He said, smiling warmly. "I'll just get some clothes to wear." "You won't need many!" he replied smiling. He must've sensed that I was unsure what he meant as he quickly added, "It's a Vegas day remember?" Dumbass, again! I grabbed a tshirt & shorts and after we checked out, he asked me to wait patiently while he got his ride from the hotel's garage. Imagine my surprise when shortly after, a massive Harley pulled up in front of the hotel & the rider was waving at me. I cautiously made my way over & Ricky handed me a helmet and told me to jump on. I put the bag containing my clothes in the compartment and put on the helmet. "You won't have any problems at all, so long as you hold on tonight OK Jeff?". I wasn't sure whether it was because it was my first time on a motorbike or seeing Ricky but I had no intention of doing anything BUT holding on tight! My arms & legs wrapped round him like a spider monkey & we drove off into the night. It felt so good holding Ricky as he drove and the vibrations of the bike on the road also gave my ass a great massage! I'd not really felt his body during the scene as he fucked me from behind pretty much the whole time, his chest was so much broader than it seemed and his arms looked incredible as they glistened. The half hour flew by and we were soon at his massive secluded property. We made our way inside and Ricky said to put my bag of clothes down and asked me if I wanted some orange juice to drink. I think I replied yes, but I'm not really sure because the next thing I knew, I'd woken up naked in bed. When I came to, I instinctively reached for my ass. Had I been taken advantage of? Nope, all clear. It still felt a bit sore from the night, but I could tell Ricky hadn't done anything between me passing out & then waking up. It was then I could smell bacon coming from somewhere else in the house. It was just what I needed! I wrapped a towel around me and followed my nose like a cartoon character to that beautiful scent. I ended up in the kitchen where Ricky was cooking behind the bench. I could tell he was topless, with just the apron covering his amazing chest. "Oh hey sleepyhead, welcome to the land of the living! I wasn't sure when you'd be up so I made a brunch for myself. There's plenty here though, so we can share. Take a seat!" As I took a seat at the table next to the kitchen, grabbing my orange juice from last night Ricky yelled out to me. "I gotta apologise, I thought you'd be asleep a while longer so I'm not really decent." When he came out of the kitchen to hang the apron up, I found out what he meant. Not only was he topless, he was bottomless as well! As this incredible black Adonis came towards me, I wasn't sure what had my mouth watering more, the plate of bacon, sausages and scrambled eggs he was carrying or the beautiful black cock that was swinging as he walked. What had I become? END OF CHAPTER 11

While I have done many humiliating things in my day, many I can't discuss here, there is one that always stands out. I had a part time Master for a while when I was still a young twink. I basically had a double life, my leather/kink side, and my regular vanilla side. My vanilla friends didn't know about my other leanings. That is, until Master Frank decided to out me. We had dressed up for what I had presumed would be a night at the leather bar, or one of his friends parties. He dressed me in boots, leather shorts, a white tank top and my collar and leash. He wore his jeans with chaps, boots, harness, leather jacket, gloves and hat. The full gear. He led me down the street, but instead of heading to the leather bar, he headed toward the preppy/twinky/jock bar that I often frequented. As we approached the door, I begged him to not make me go in there. I had friends in there who didn't know this side of me. He said it was about time they got to know the real me. He threatened me by saying if I didn't do as I was told, he would take me home and severely punish me before throwing me out for good. I was really into him and didn't want to disappoint him, so I obeyed. The moment we walked through the door, all eyes were on us and I could hear people laughing. I stared down at the ground in embarrassment and shame. I had no idea which of my friends or former tricks were there, and I was too scared to look. Master just headed to an empty table and sat down. He made me go to the bar for a pitcher of beer. I just looked down at the floor the whole way. The bartender recognized me of course, but he didn't say anything, he just snickered as my face flushed. When I returned to the table, Master made me sit on the floor. He basically held court for the next couple of hours as curious guys stopped by to chat. Guys who probably never had experimented in leather, but were curious. He encouraged them to fondle me and pinch my nipples, or press their shoes into my caged balls, causing me to react from the pain. The entire time he referred to me as his bitch or slut or whore. He would force me to stick my face in their crotches and smell them as well as make me kiss their shoes. They would laugh and say degrading things, embarrassing me further. I recognized many of them. Some were friends, some were fucks. I just wanted to sink into the floor and disappear. At one point he placed nipple clamps on me which the guys loved to tug on causing me to squirm. And every guy that came over he would proposition saying we were having a party back at his place and I was to be the entertainment. By the time we left to go back to Master's place, there were 4 guys in tow. Two guys I didn't know, one former trick, and my friend Tim. Tim and I were pretty good buddies, and he had tried several times to get into my pants, but I had always refused him. Because 1, I never fooled around with my friends, and 2, I just wasn't into him that way. Back at Master's place, he took me into the bedroom to get ready. He had me snort a couple lines of T, then stuck a shard up my ass. He put the leather wrist and ankle cuffs on me and left my collar on. He was going to put me in a jockstrap, but decided having them see my locked up Tina dick would be more humiliating. He led me out on my hands and knees and the fun began. The T really let me loose and soon I was being the nasty depraved whore Master wanted me to be. He took great pride over the course of the evening instructing the guys how to use and humiliate me. After all, this was new to them all. I was even made to drink each of their piss. He took special pleasure in making me grovel and debase myself to my friend Tim. They guys loved every minute of it. By the end of the night I was one fucked out, cum filled, spooge covered slave. And I loved it! Master ended the night by giving me one last, hard fuck, filling my guts with his cum before pissing in me and diapering me. I didn't go back to that bar for several months. But then, Master kept me busy. When I finally did return, I held my head up high. Fuck anyone who wanted to judge me anymore. And there were certainly many people laughing and pointing. Gossipy bitches. But I no longer cared who knew about my secret side. Tim and I were ok after that and hooked up frequently over the next few years. The Dom side of him had been awakened, and he had a GREAT cock!

I got hit up on Grindr one night this week by an old fuckbuddy. We have fucked for years off and on. He's a 30-something DL black guy. I pissed him off a few months ago when I told him I was not going over to his filthy apartment again; it's seriously a mess, and he keeps it almost pitch dark when I am over. Apparently, he's over it because he wants to load up my ass. I beg off until Friday because I need to be up early. He agrees. Last night, he hits me up. I told him I needed to clean out. He said to message when I was ready. I did so. He put me off for a while ("his girl" was on the phone), but he came on over. We got naked and into bed. He was very touchy-feely, and we made out a while. Eventually, he rolled me over and asked for the lube. He fingered my ass with one hand and stroked himself hard with the other. He insisted on putting me in a weird position where he struggled to get it in me. Once he did he slid home all at once. He has about 7.5" but only average thickness, so it went in easily. He pumped hard and steady for several minutes until he shot a big load inside me. It wasn't an artful fuck, but it got the job done.

It is worth noting that the two men profiled in The Gift each died in 2015, one of them explicitly of AIDS. It is also worth noting that the documentary did not take note if the fact that both men were actively using crystal meth when they made their terrible choices.

I had been going to a certain bathhouse for a while and was getting very bored there. It seemed that either I was just too picky or the guys there were just too old for me. But this particular night was different. I went after finishing my finals at school. I was mentally fatigued but physically excited. Horny is a better word. I decided that I wanted to get a little crazy. So I clean myself really well. I also used my fingers to get myself ready for my ass to be filled with something special. I even got out a butt plug and put it in me for a while to loosen things up even more. As I drove there, I started to get nervous about what I was doing. I was questioning myself about doing it with guys. I had only been with a few guys before but something inside me really did enjoy it. When I got there I sat in my car. I was once again nervous and have second thoughts about going in. Then I saw a few good-looking guys go in. That made me feel better and actually excited me too. I went in and changed out of by clothes. I walked around the place after I showered. Of course as always things were slow and boring. I then went in the back part, where there are some glory hole rooms. There were a few guys cruising the halls back there. I walked around and then went into a room (booth) that had holes on both sides. I sat down and waited. After a minute or two, a guy came into the room to my left. I waited and then I stood and put my cock thru the hole. He touched me and then began sucking. It was nice but I wanted something more. I sat back down. Then his cock came thru the hole. At first I was reluctant to do anything. I can be a brat about things. As I sat there I start touching his cock. It was nice but I knew this was an older fat guy. Then another cock came thru the hole on the right side of me. This cock was beautiful. It was a black guy and I think I just have this fantasy that their so sexual. Here was 8-inches dangling in my booth and it wasn't even hard. I turned and began caressing it. Then that cock started growing. It was so hot and as it got harder, I heard him tell me to suck it. Normally no one says much of anything in this place. His cock was now sticking straight out and was at least nine plus inches in length and that was just on my side of the wall. I couldn't even put my hand all the way around it. I leaned over and tasted him. I was licking the head of this strange cock, then I wrapped my mouth around it and sucked it in my mouth. I was surprised to find that I could actually get my mouth around him. I licked and continued sucking him. It was incredible. I had huge butterflies in my stomach. At times I tried to get him so far in, that my mouth seemed like it was going to tear open. I wanted him all the way down my throat. I tried to deep throat him but I started to gag. He would push up against the back of my mouth. It was like he was fucking my mouth and I was loving it. I had never been so turned on. My cock was hard and throbbing. I have always liked sex with women, but this was totally different. I knew exactly what I wanted to do. Then suddenly from the other glory hole opening, another guy started saying things, too. He would say, "suck that cock, eat that dick, get it wet." "That's right get it in there, lick him good." I found that it made me even hornier. I liked hearing this guy telling me what to do. Then he was saying that I had a great ass. That he wanted it. He told me to put my ass against hole so he could lick it. He said he wanted to fuck me. He began touching my ass as I kept sucking that huge dick. He then put his finger in me and he said, "How hot and sweet it must be." I wanted him to lick me. I stopped sucking and put my ass up against this other hole. The guy started licking and rimming me. It felt so good. I looked back over to see about the other guy with the giant cock, but it was no longer there. I then turned around and got on my knees to pay attention to this new guy. He put his dick in the hole and I placed him in my mouth. This cock was large but after sucking the other cock this was much easier on my mouth. He tasted so good and he had a wonderful musky smell. I could taste his honey coming out of his hole. As a licked and sucked away, the door to my booth suddenly opened and this guy came right in. I was shocked because this had never happened before. I stood up to protest. This guy was 6'2", built like a football player and I'm only 5'7". He pushed himself up against me. His hard cock brushed up against my own hard dick. I looked up at him and he was gorgeous, his beautiful black skin was wet with perspiration. He had a big smile on his face. His dick was so hard as it poked me in the stomach and chest. I looked down at it and it was the same cock I had been sucking before. But it seemed to be even bigger now. I started to say something to him about getting out but he bent over and started kissing me on my mouth. I had never been kissed by a guy before. I was both shocked and excited. He then put his tongue in my mouth and I started sucking his tongue. It felt like this was so right. My legs were shaking. He sat down and I immediately went down on that beautiful cock of his. I could not think of anything else at this time. I now had my back to the door and was on my knees gobbling up that massive prick. The door opened once again and another guy came in. I didn't even turn around. All I wanted was this cock that was in my mouth. The guy that came in started rubbing his cock on my ass. It also felt so good. I was sucking the giant cock and wanted to get fucked too. The guy was now sliding his cock between by ass cheeks and under my balls, it felt great. This went on for a little while. But the guy I was sucking told me that he wanted to fuck my tight little ass. I could not think how that thing could even fit inside me. He turned me around and began lick my tight little hole. His tongue felt so good in my hole. He got me real wet and then pulled me down on to lap. He then pushed his cock against my hole. It wouldn't go in at first but then he got out some lube and rubbed it inside me. Then he tried again to put that huge cock inside me. It felt so hot and his cock was leaking his fluid, then he put the head inside me. I started to push back from him when suddenly there was a popping sound and his cock was now totally in me. All nine plus inches worth. It was so incredibly hot. I almost passed-out, I don't know if it was from the pain or the pleasure of it. He would take hold my hips and raise me up and down on that monster cock. The other guy was now knelling down and watching that giant black dick slide in and out of me. He was like a cheerleader. I must tell you that he was a very cute black guy as well. He was about my size and weight. He started to lick and play with my cock as the guy fucked me up my ass. Then the guy let out a moan and sent a flood of warmth inside me. He was coming and I loved it. I could not believe how wonderful that felt. I was so excited that I squirt my load into that hungry mouth on my cock. The guy in my ass pulled out of me and left the booth. I sat there for a moment trying to catch my breath. The small cute black guy took me by my hand and told me to come with him to his room. I went with him to his room. Once inside he got down behind me and actually started licking my ass. God it was the best. He was feltching (eating) that cum out of my hot throbbing ass. It was so exciting. He then laid down and I started to get his dick hard and wet with my mouth. I was licking him from his tip to his sack and back. I was like a bitch in heat. I just love the way a black cock looks and feels. It seems that they taste so good. I then got on top of him and slid his dick inside my ass. It was like my ass was inhaling his cock. I rocked back and forth and up and down. I fucked him so good. This was totally hot. I was now like a different person. I couldn't get enough. When this guy came inside me, it was like a volcano. I could not believe how long and how much this guy pumped inside me. I sometimes think that he was pissing in me. It was the hottest cum I had ever felt. That night I finally knew what it was to have a guy make you feel like a woman.

Part 2 Adam came out of the shower, and back into the playroom, toweling himself off. I reached over and grabbed the pipe, passing him another shotgun. I wanted to get this whore spun. He took the hit and we passed it back and forth before he dropped to his knees and took my already hard cock in his mouth. He slurped on my fat uncut dick, lavishing attention on my long foreskin. I grabbed his head, forcing the boy to gag on my cock. He had an impressive lack of a gag reflex, but eventually he started to panic because he couldn’t breathe with his mouth and throat full of daddy cock. I let him up. He took a deep breath, then went back down on my cock, taking it all the way into the back of his throat. This boy was talented. But I had a goal for my load of cum. I needed to breed it into his cunt. After he sucked my cock for a few minutes, I pulled Adam up and got his face close to mine. I spat on his face, which made him flinch. Then I licked it off while he closed his eyes and moaned. Under his breath I could hear him murmur “please, Daddy.” “What’d you say, boy?” “Please, Daddy! I need your cock in my pussy. Are you gonna fuck me? My hole is nice and sloppy for you, just how you like it. It’s how you’ve always liked it, daddy!” Oh here we go. My boy whore liked to play daddy/boy games. I’m always game for that kind of kinky shit, and if it made him beg harder for more cum, then I was definitely up for it. “That’s right, baby boy. You’ve been selling your pussy all day, haven’t you? You gonna give Daddy his share now, son?” “Yes, SIR! My pussy is always yours, Daddy! I sold my pussy just like you taught me, daddy. I was a good boy and let every one of them cum in my hole.” I reached down and felt the plug that was still in his cunt. I tapped on the end of it a few times, which made him moan even louder. “You ready for my cock now, son?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy! My head is spinning and my hole is so fucking hungry. Please give it to me.” “Get up here, whore.” Adam immediately hopped up on the bed, naked, and turned his ass toward me, hanging over the edge of the mattress. He laid his head on the bed and arched his back, turning his head to look back at me with his sexy puppy dog eyes, pleading for cock. “Keep your ass in the air, whore. I don’t want any of those whore loads to drip out of your pussy. Gotta keep it nice and lubed up. You’re in for a long night, son.” He laughed and said “Yes, SIR! I love cum in my cumdump. It’s what it was made for!” I quickly pulled out the plug. It was pretty fat, and he hissed as it popped out of his hole. A tiny amount of jizz dripped out of his gaping cunt. I slapped his ass playfully, and said “keep your hole in the air, boy.” He moaned louder when I put the plug in front of his face, and he immediately knew what to do. He swallowed the plug as if he was giving it a blowjob, sucking the potent mixture of five strangers’ cum loads off the plug, including the Dad bod guy I saw breeding him in the alleyway. Adam was pretty spun at this point and there was porn playing on the TV in the playroom, so he didn’t hear Josh come in. I glanced over and saw that it was just a few minutes past midnight. I could see him through the doorway, taking off his clothes and putting them on the counter. I saw him take the boner pill. In a moment, he was standing in the doorway looking sexy as fuck in a jockstrap and nothing else. I put my finger to my lips to tell him to be quiet and motioned him over to stand next to the bed. Josh’s fat cock was rock hard and ready to fuck. I pointed to Adam’s hole and Josh quickly slid his entire cock into the velvety smooth pussy that was being presented to him. He let out a big sigh and said “fuuuuuuuuuuck.” Adam turned and looked at me, surprised. I just smiled a wicked grin and said “Boy, look who’s here. It’s your big brother Josh. You wanna let your big bro fuck your big sexy pussy, Adam? Do ya? Will you do that for Daddy?” Adam just moaned loudly as Josh bottomed out and his balls nuzzled Adam’s ass. “Oh Daddy! Fuck that feels good. It’s so thick. Please fuck me bro! I love your cock.” Josh just laughed and said “I’ve been so fucking horny all day. I’ve been doing nothing but studying and haven’t had time to find some hot boy hole to breed. You want me to breed ya, bro?” Adam just moaned while Josh held his hard cock all the way in Adam’s hole. Josh laughed and said “I’m gonna take that as a yes.” I reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the pipe and took a huge hit. I reached over to Josh and went to pass the shotgun to him and he eagerly accepted it. After a second of inhaling the smoke, he got a funny look on his face but he kept inhaling and passing the smoke back to me while he started a slow fuck of Adam’s cunt. After the shotgun was done, he pulled away from my face and said “Dude. What was that? That wasn’t like any weed I’ve ever smoked.” “It’s not weed, man. It’s tina. You’ll love it. It’ll make you horny as fuck and want to keep fucking this little whore. I bought him for me for the night but I’ll share his pussy with you. He’s already got five loads in him.” “Five loads? Fuck. Damn, you ARE a fucking whore.” Adam moaned because his pussy was being opened up well by Josh’s fat cock. “Dude, I literally sell my ass for money. So yeah. I’m a whore.” Josh stopped fucking Adam and said “Oh hey man, didn’t mean to insult you,” Josh said but Adam laughed, turned his head and said “I AM a fucking whore. Call me a whore, it’s what I am. I love selling my ass for money. I’d give it away for free, but men love paying me to dump their loads in my hole so why say no?” We all laughed and I took another long drag on the pipe and shared it with Josh. I was gonna get this boy spun and take his cherry if it was the last thing I did. We shared another huge hit and he started back in on Adam’s pussy, making him moan loudly. I could hear the squishy sounds of the loads in Adam’s hole being stirred up by Josh’s cock. I leaned down and passed another hit to Adam who greedily sucked it into his lungs and shared it with me, then I set the pipe down and said “well whore. Make yourself useful while your brother uses your pussy.” Adam laughed and quickly took my cock all the way down his throat. Josh and I quickly developed a rhythm for using both of Adam’s holes, I held back because I wanted to breed his ass, and I knew from experience that Josh could fuck a few times before he got tired, even without the cialis that I left him. After 15 minutes of fucking Adam and making out over his back, Josh started to breathe harder and I knew he was getting close. I pulled my cock out of Adam’s mouth with a pop and he started to try to take it again, but I pushed his head away and leaned over to play with Josh’s tits. I knew from experience it would make him cum really hard, and just like clockwork, my hot college boy sped up his cock going in and out of that whore cunt. He got short of breath and pretty soon he was pumping Adam’s hole for everything he was worth. Adam was moaning like a cheap whore (which, in fact, he was) and begging for Josh’s load. “Come on, bro, give me your sperm. I gotta have it. Need another load inside me. Lube me up so dad can breed me too.” Josh was panting loudly and I played with his tits even harder. Then he blew. “FUCK little bro! I’m cumming in your cunt! Take MY FUCKING LOAD!” Then he stopped. I kept pinching his tits hard and reached under to grab his nuts. I could feel them throbbing and knew he was breeding my whore. Josh was panting loudly and collapsed on top of Adam with his cock still all the way inside the whore. I let them rest for a few minutes and then said “move aside, it’s Daddy’s turn at the cumdump.”

My first was just a few months ago at a video store with booths and two small theaters. The theaters have a big couch and a few stools in them with a big screen TV. Not really a theater but they call it one. I walked into the one showing some gay porn and sat on one of the stools against the back wall. There was a guy on the couch who eventually waved me over. I couldn't tell what he looked like in the darkness but ventured over to join him. He was pretty hot. A nice firm slender body and handsome face. We hit it off and started playing. Eventually most of our clothes were off and an audience gathered around us. A few joined in with mostly lots of sucking. I made it quite clear that I was hot and ready to be fucked. The first guy whispered something to another guy and then laid down on the couch. He motioned for me to mount hm which I readily obliged. I rode is cock for a few minutes pushing myself down to get his cock as deep as it would go inside me. I was a bit confused when he pulled me forward towards him. I thought he just wanted to kiss while fucking me. But then I felt it, another guy mounting me and his cock poking at my already filled hole. Oh what a feeling! Two cocks inside me. The guy on the bottom had the biggest cock so he was doing most of the thrusting. While the other guy mounted on top of me kept his cock as deep in me as he could. Guys watched and jerk offed while I got fucked good. Love being the star slut and feeling those two cocks in me.

Denial is a powerful thing. Denial can blind you to facts and make it easier to lie to yourself. Denial can protect you from harm. Denial can make you stronger… and weaker. And denial can hone desire. The first time I saw Kurt it was Tuesday, April 25th and he was fucking a guy at the bar. I remember the date because of “Miss Congeniality”. I also remember it because I had agreed to meet there for a first date with a guy I met on Grindr. Naturally he never showed up. Go figure. Technically Kurt wasn’t fucking the guy “at the bar” but in the bathroom. At the trough urinal to be precise. After drinking three beers while waiting for Mr. No-Show, I needed to relieve myself… and there he was. Nailing some twink while they were standing at one side of the trough. The twink was braced up against the wall and Kurt had his hands on his hips and was drilling away. The remaining open area of the trough was occupied by another guy who was ostensibly pissing, but mainly watching the show. And then there was me. Standing there. Utterly frozen. Now, I wouldn’t say I’m a prude, sexually. I’d definitely had my fair share of sexual experiences. But my sex to date had been fairly straightforward and shall we say, tame. Definitely not of the “fucking in a bar bathroom” variety. Sure, I’d jacked off to porn like this- but I’d never encountered it in real life. So I think I was kind of stunned to have stumbled into such a scene at my local gay bar. Stunned—yet titillated at the same time. Instantly I had that nervous excitement about it in my guts. Like “this is wrong, but why does it excite me”? Looking back, I’m not sure what it was about Kurt that attracted me so completely and so quickly. I mean, I didn’t usually make a habit of lusting after guys who go around fucking in public toilets. But I was instantly mesmerized by him. Perhaps it was me attaching the sight of him the heady aroma of stale piss, ripe pits, naphtha, and pheromones. Or maybe it was my body tuning into the pulsing waves of sexual confidence radiating from him. Or maybe it was because I was horny and he was just a fucking ridiculously handsome man. Kurt was one of those empirically hot men- the kind you see in Colt magazines or 80’s porn. He was tall. Like a good head taller than me. Swarthy. Muscular. Broad chest and back. Short black hair and a thick beard so dense you could just make out a slash of a mouth in there. A jaw and nose like they’d been sculpted by an LA cosmetic surgeon. A dark pelt of fur covered his substantial chest and taut stomach. Thighs like a Greco Roman wrestler. Was he Italian? Greek? Lebanese? Whatever it was, he was fiercely handsome and built like a fuck tank. That night he was in biker boots, jeans and a leather harness with metal arm bands accentuating his ample biceps. He also had leather wrist cuffs on- like a modern day sex gladiator. As he pummeled the twink, I just stood and stared at him. It was like seeing a unicorn—the kind of guy that never really seemed to exist in real life. The guy pissing eventually left and freed up the trough, but I couldn’t move even though I really had to go. Kurt seemed to sense my presence. Without missing a thrust he called back over his shoulder in a deep voice, “You wanna use him next? I’m just about through.” This sort of snapped me out of it. I kind of stammered a bit and said no, thank you and that I just needed to pee. I moved to the free area next to them, as far to the side as I could manage in order to give them space. I was just freeing my dick from my pants when Kurt looked over. And I made the mistake of looking back. Time seemed to stop as we locked eyes. He stopped thrusting and just stared at me. And I stared back. He was just so beautiful that I felt I should look away. That I wasn’t worth being scrutinized by him. But I couldn’t look away. I was completely immobilized. After what felt like an eternity he spoke. “Don’t piss yet,” he commanded as he continued to stare into my soul. I merely swallowed and nodded my acceptance. Kurt started thrusting again and picked up his tempo, never taking his eyes off mine. Have you ever had a guy look you in the eye while he’s fucking someone else? All that naked lust projected at you. It’s animal. Almost feral. And even though you aren’t being physically penetrated, all of that Alpha energy has a choke-hold on your most primal core. His unblinking stare is daring you to look away from the stolen intimacy. But you won’t look away. You can’t. You are utterly frozen- powerless- waiting until the release of his seed releases his hold over you. Let me tell you. It’s intoxicating. Like nothing I’d ever felt before. It felt like we were in our own time bubble until suddenly he grunts loudly and I know he’s emptying himself into the blissed out twink. He slowly pulls out, gaze unwavering. I finally broke eye contact to look down at the meat that was slowly exiting the twink’s ass. Damn… it was long pullout. A thick, long, glistening cock with a fat, ruddy head eventually popped free of the hole. An enormous PA glinted in the half-light as his cock swung free of its anal confines. I swear Kurt wagged it a bit knowing that I was watching it. I could feel myself blushing. “Now you can piss,” Kurt commanded in a low voice. “Inside him.” My eyes snapped back to him. “Whu- whu- what?” I managed to squeak out. Kurt’s eyes glittered darkly. “Piss. Up his ass. He’s a worthless fuckin’ urinal and I wanna watch you use him as such.” I hesitated. I’d never done anything remotely like this before, and to be honest the whole scene felt like a fever dream. It was all so surreal. Things like this just didn’t happen to me and my brain was shutting down. My skin was hot and felt like it was vibrating. I found myself highly aroused, which disturbed me. It’s like he tapped into some dark sexual side of me that I didn’t know existed but longed to be released. And much like a dream, I felt like I was just being swept along in the story. “Do it. I wanna watch you piss my cum deep into his guts.” I still hadn’t really moved from my side of the trough, my fly undone and my dick out and really needing to piss at this point. Normally I’m pretty pee shy (and also shy about guys seeing my erect dick), but Kurt exerting control was overcoming my shyness and making my cock stiffen regardless. I saw Kurt’s eyes flick down to my groin and then a tug of a grin at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, you Clark Kent preppy-types. You look like good boys, but there’s always a Superpig hiding just below the surface. All you need is that phone booth.” In a daze I slowly took position behind the twink, and slid my steel-hard dick inside his slick, well-opened chute. I could feel the wet heat of his ass engulf me, but my cock and body was dissociated from my brain. It was like I was watching myself do all of this from beyond myself- aware of it all, but also a bystander. “Fuck him,” Kurt growled. I’m embarrassed to say that I lasted all of perhaps 30 seconds. Kurt, the scene, the fact that this was so beyond the pale for me fairly short circuited my brain. My orgasm caught me by surprise and sort of startled me back to reality. “Oh my god. I just came in him. Without a condom,” I said in a confused whisper. Kurt looked at me with hooded eyes. “Good boy. Now relax that bladder. Fill this urinal up.” Was I really going to do this? I’d just cum inside a random guy at the bar and now I was being asked to piss his ass? All this in the bathroom at the bar on a dead Tuesday night? I could feel myself relaxing into the idea, but also warring against it. The urge to piss was strong and my erection waning, but I was still clenched. Kurt leaned in to whisper. “You’re gonna piss in him… for me. Because I’m giving you permission to give in to your desires. And because you know it will please me.” His hot breath on my neck made me shiver. Or was it merely a pee shiver? Or was it a shiver of my naked desire to please this fucking Alpha sex god? Whatever it was, the last of my inhibitions with the scene fell away and my bladder started emptying into the twink. Something I feel I should mention- I have a big bladder. I’m one of those guys at the movie theater who after the movie lets out, I’m at the urinal for a solid 3 minutes of pissing. Like, the urinals on either side of me will change over at least twice while I’m standing there. I get really self-conscious about it because I always think I might look like a [banned word] or something hanging out in a bathroom. So I always aim for the water so guys can audibly hear that I’m actually going still and not wanking it. (Yeah, I’ve had lots of time to analyze this). After a minute or so, Kurt asks the twink, “He pissing in you?” “Oh god damn yes sir! So much piss sir! I’m getting so full sir!” Kurt looks at me again with a smirk- his glittering, dark eyes raking my very soul. “Good boys.” I eventually finish, and slowly pull out of the urinal kid. “Now clean off his dick,” Kurt tells him. The twink rapidly drops and takes my dick in his mouth and starts sucking me. While this is happening, Kurt is tucking his flaccid equipment back into his jeans and buttoning up. Kurt has washed up and is walking out of the bathroom before I snap out of this weird sex trance. I quickly pull my dick from the twink’s mouth and zipped up. The twink silently resumed his standing post at the trough, awaiting others while I headed for the sink. As I was washing up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I didn’t even recognize the guy on the other side. What the fuck just happened? I don’t fuck random guys. And I certainly didn’t engage in water sports. Who WAS this person? Had I been drugged? I kind of felt a bit sick to my stomach. But I felt something else too… satisfaction? I splashed water on my face and toweled off before leaving the bathroom. When I made it back to the bar, Kurt was nowhere to be seen. I felt like I needed some answers so I quickly flag the bartender over. “Excuse me, but have you seen a big, burly, dark haired guy who was in a harness and…”. The bartender cuts me off with a harsh, appraising look. “Kurt just left,” he interrupts. “Don’t tell me he’s dickmatized another one?” Another one meaning me. “Oh… no. I just, um, wanted to… talk…to him. Maybe?” The bartender snorted. “Good luck, kid,” he said as he shook his head. “You’re gonna need it.” * * So his name was Kurt, that much I’d learned from the bartender. But where had he come from? Why hadn’t I ever seen him out before? Granted I almost never went to the bars, but still. Someone like him I figure I would have noticed at some point. Or heard about. Or seen online. Or something. Needless to say, I became obsessed with him. Like all-consuming, can’t-focus-at-work obsessed. Every waking moment I was replaying the bathroom scene in my head. My dick was getting raw from jacking off to it. I looked for him on the apps. I looked for him when I was shopping at the grocery store. I started rotating to other gyms in my network to see if I could catch a glimpse of him because he obviously worked out. All to no avail. I also started going to the bar more frequently in the hopes of running into him again. I started to go every Tuesday at the same time as before. But since that wasn’t yielding any results, I started peppering in other nights of the week. And Friday happy hours. I even started asking Charlie (the bartender) about him. As I was becoming a regular, I’d gotten on a first name basis with him. This particular night I plaintively asked, “You seen him recently?” I didn’t even have to give a name anymore as Charlie knew exactly who I was talking about. Normally he’d just roll his eyes at me and shake his head. “Actually, he was in two nights ago,” Charlie told me. Rats! I’d missed him! “And…?” I asked like the needy bitch I was becoming. Charlie looked uncomfortable. “Um, well. He picked up some out of towner, and they left together.” I was crestfallen and Charlie noticed. “Look kiddo. You need to set your sights on a different guy. Kurt is… well, I don’t think he’s a good match for you. I mean, he’s off-the-charts sexy, and you know the fuck would be epic. He’d probably split a little guy like you in half! But he has… issues. And I don’t think he’s exactly your scene. You’d just find yourself used and discarded like a teenage boy’s tube sock. That’s it. “Look. You are cute as hell with a bangin’ little bod on you. And you seem like you got it together, with a good head on your shoulders- at least when it hasn’t been turned by Kurt. You need to put yourself out there and find a nice guy, like yourself. Or even a not so nice guy if you just want sex. You honestly can get yourself any man you want at the drop of a hat!” “I’m not *that* nice,” I replied sullenly. “And evidently I can’t get *any* man.” Charlie just sadly shook his head. It wasn’t until a couple months later that I was at the bar (also on a Tuesday, as it was becoming my regular night) when I saw Kurt again. I almost didn’t recognize him at first. His hair was a bit longer and he was completely clean-shaven. He was also wearing rimless glasses that went with his business-casual drag for the evening. But it was him. It was definitely him. He was leaning up against the bar, beer in hand, in a tight, navy blue polo that looked like it was straining to contain him. He was also chatting with another guy who had his back to me. Kurt was smiling and laughing a little at what the other guy was saying and I felt jealously uncoil in my guts. I positioned myself in Kurt’s line of sight, and tried my best not to stare. It wasn’t working. Kurt wasn’t looking- he only apparently had eyes for this other guy. I drank down my whole beer this way… waiting for Kurt to notice me. Or at least to acknowledge my presence. It didn’t happen. When the other guy finally excused himself to the restroom, I decided it was time to make my move. I walked up to where Kurt was standing and leaned on the bar next to him. “Hey Kurt,” was my opening line. Smooth. He slowly turned to me and then casually tipped his chin down to regard me. His eyes were amber. I wasn’t expecting that. Seconds passed as he stared blankly at me. “Do I know you?” he finally said in a somewhat bored voice. “Um… no. Not exactly… But, um… there was this one time that we….” My voice died on my lips as Kurt’s friend returned. Kurt flicked a dismissive look in my direction and immediately turned away from me and started talking with his friend again. They spoke as if I were invisible. “So—friend of yours?” the guy asked. “Nope. Some rando… He just came up and started talking to me. It was really awkward. So, you wanna get out of here?” “Fuck yeah, daddy, I want my gift! Let’s go!” And then without another look in my direction, Kurt and his “plus one” left for the evening. My eyes stung as I stood at the bar. It was taking a massive effort not to cry right then and there; not like it would have mattered in the mostly dead bar. But still, public bawling over a guy was not high on my to do list. Maybe it was my jealousy, but all I kept thinking was ‘why did he leave with that guy’? I mean, I didn’t think he was all that cute. He was some average, mid-30’s, banker type with a receding hairline and a paunch. Was *that* Kurt’s type? What did he see in him? It was like a gut-punch to the old self-esteem. Eventually Charlie sauntered over, a concerned look on his face. “You ok, kid?” “Charlie, he looked at me like I was something he scraped off his shoe. I haven’t been made to feel like that since high school,” I said. “I mean, what’s that other guy got that I don’t got?” “A death wish,” Charlie mumbled. “What was that?” I asked, curious about his choice of words. “Nothin’ kid. I’m sorry you’re still hung up on him and I know it hurts a bit, but it’s for the best. Hell, they’re called ‘crushes’ for a reason.” He poured me a bourbon and set it in front of me. “Maker’s Mark… for affairs of the heart.” And then he took his leave, so I could nurse the drink, and my wounds, in private. * * After that, I became a bit less of a bar fly and a bit less stalkerish. Kurt still crossed my mind, but now instead of horny, it made me angry. Although I will admit that I found his facebook profile during one of my weaker moments. It was fairly private, so I couldn’t learn much. And it didn’t look like he had posted much in a few years. All I could see were a few pics of him with a guy named Bo who looked like he could be my older brother. However, I had so far managed to resist the urge to request friendship, which I saw as a definite win. I was slowly weaning myself off of Kurt, and getting back to somewhat of a focused life. And it felt good. So a month later when I saw Kurt again, it sort of caught me off guard. Although it really shouldn’t have- as it was at a sex party. Now, let me be clear. Sex parties are not my forte. I’ve only been to like 3 of them, like, ever. And while they are kind of exciting, I think perhaps I give off the wrong sort of vibe or something? Maybe I look too goody two-shoes? Or like I won’t participate? Or I look like I’m nervous (because I am). Whatever it is, I never seem to get laid at them. Maybe a little sucky sucky, but that’s kind of it. Which can be a bit depressing when you see others having loads of fun, so to speak. Anyway, my waning crush on Kurt had left me in a bit of a randy mood- considering I had been so focused on him that I hadn’t had sex in months. So I hit up a friend of a friend of mine whom I knew to have semi-regular sex parties at their fairly large (and sluttily equipped) home. As luck would have it, they were hosting one that coming Saturday evening as a July 4th “Bang Bash” and yes, I was welcome to “cum”. I received an email with directions and timing and rules (along with their strict no drugs policy). And by the time Saturday rolled around, I was fairly well vibrating I was so damn horny. Not wanting to seem too eager, I waited until 45 minutes after the party start time in order to arrive. I didn’t think I could take arriving early and being scrutinized by other party guests. It would make me even more self-conscious than I already am. When I arrived, I was shown where to put my clothes. As I disrobed, I was informed there were about 50 or so guys already there, the basement was in full swing, and that I should head on down. So I quickly got down to my jock, sneakers, and backward Cubs cap. One final check in the mirror convinced me I looked cute enough for this and I made my way downstairs. My glasses fogged briefly as I entered the humidity from the sweaty bodies. You could smell sex and poppers in the air. The basement area was illuminated by red bulbs, some rainbow LEDs and occasional bursts of laser lighting. House music throbbed to provide an ambient noise level to mask some of the fuck noises and lower inhibitions. It was a very heady combo, I’ll admit. I wandered around as I seem to do at such events, never quite sure of where to look or what to do with my hands. I saw several guys standing and/or kneeling as blow jobs were underway all over the place. A couple of guys were fucking in a darkened corner—the slap of flesh keeping time with the music. I watched them fuck for a little while. They were oblivious to my presence. As I wandered more I saw guys making out in groups of 3, 4 and more. There were guys on a couch and bent over chairs. It was a smorgasbord of sex. And then I saw him. His profile was unmistakable as he stood in a small knot of guys surrounding a sling. My stomach clenched and I nearly turned around to go back upstairs. But something made me hold my ground. I could tell that there was a guy in the sling, and that he was being fucked. I was hesitant to go watch- even though I wanted to- because of him. Suddenly a small voice inside me said, “Fuck him! You were invited here. It isn’t his party. You have every right to watch too.” So I made my way over to the sling. And thereby to Kurt. I stepped up to the side of the sling across from Kurt, keeping my eyes glued to the guy fucking the hot, furry, muscle cub who was currently getting his ass well and truly used. I had to will myself not to look over at him, but damnit if I wasn’t going to do my best to ignore that fucker the way he’d ignored me. It wasn’t going to be easy though, because in my peripheral vision I could tell Kurt was staring at me. Hard. Muscle cub by this time had found my cock and fished it out of my jock. He was jacking me and I was quickly wickedly hard. I shifted myself up toward his head so he could suck me while he was getting fucked. I shifted my gaze to the muscle cub’s face as he worked my cock. Anything to hold my attention and to keep me from looking at Kurt. Muscle cub was cute. Blonde. Stocky. Shoulders and arms for days. Nice pecs on him. And seeing him in such a vulnerable position on his back with his legs in the stirrups made my loins stir. I didn’t know if I wanted to do him… or be him. Probably a bit of column A and a bit of column B. Again, it was like I entered a sex trance and I was disconnected from my cock and this activity—I was aware of it but it was like I was dissociated from it all. Plus, I mean, again who *was* this guy who was actually participating at an orgy? Normally I couldn’t even get hard if there was more than one other guy in the room as I was too embarrassed and self-conscious. But tonight it was different. Because he was here. Dimly acknowledged in the back of my brain burned this solitary idea. I wanted to strike back at Kurt. I wanted him to see what I was doing. I wanted him to watch me fucking this guy’s mouth. I wanted to show him I could take pleasure without his permission and without even acknowledging him. In a misguided way, I was trying to wound him like he had wounded me at the bar. Although I honestly had no idea why I believed this would even phase him or where this idea had germinated. All I knew was that fucker was going to notice me and remember me this time. The guy fucking the muscle cub came suddenly—and very demonstrably. The cub pulled off my cock to moan in delight and say “Oh fuck yeah! Breed me!” As my eyes swept to the man emptying himself inside the cub, I stumbled. In a weak moment, I glanced over at him- I swear it was involuntary! And just as if he were medusa, my breath caught in my chest and I was immediately petrified under his gaze. He’d buzzed his hair down to fuzz, and his beard was at that heavier than 5 o’clock shadow stage. He was naked except for his harness. And tonight he wore a steel cock ring which matched the PA. This was the first time I’d seen the full expanse of his body, and my god he was beautiful. Like, everything was just perfectly proportioned. Everything except his fairly enormous cock. As we stared at each other? Waves. My god, the pulsing waves of pure, unadulterated sex that bombarded me from this man were unlike anything I’d ever felt! I could feel the thrum in my skin. Again, I blame the stench of man-sex and poppers and the July heat of the room and the music and pheromones. I didn’t even feel the cub’s mouth on my dick anymore (he’d evidently gone back to sucking me at some point- I honestly hadn’t noticed). I was lost in Kurt’s stare which was a grappling hook in my heart. With a small head gesture from him, I pulled my dick from the cub’s mouth and walked down to the now vacant end of the sling. Still locked into his eyes, Kurt reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder and added a slight pressure downward. I knew what he wanted, and even though I’d never rimmed a guy before, I obeyed. I slowly sank down, and started tonguing the cub’s furry pucker. The heat of his butthole and the tang of semen hit my tongue like a one-two punch, and it shocked me. A fuse blew, and I just started to eat his ass with abandon. The cub was moaning and begging for more, and I could feel him pushing out some of the cum for me. Tasting what he’d collected from these other men in this way drove me into a frenzy. In a hazy way, could tell my brain wanted to analyze what the fuck was going on with me, but I was too busy being swept along in the sexual current of the moment. I felt Kurt’s hand under my chin, gently lifting me upward. Again, he didn’t have to tell me what he wanted. I just knew. I absentmindedly reached for a condom, opened it and rolled it on. I spit on my hand and lubed up, although I didn’t need much. The cub was already well lubricated from several others. While continuing to be held by Kurt’s stare, I slid into the cub and started fucking him. Slowly, I let the sling rock back and forth, feeling the cub’s hot, hairy little hole slide up and down my shaft. Through my stare I was trying to telepathically communicate to Kurt that this is what *I* wanted. I wanted to be in the sling, him to be sheathed inside me— my hole working his shaft. Me giving him my body and giving him pleasure, and taking pleasure in return. During the fuck, Kurt moved closer. I felt his thumb and forefinger encircle my cock at the base as I fucked the cub. I was keenly aware that this was the first time he’d touched me, and I shuddered. On the outstroke, I could feel Kurt using his hand to work the condom up my shaft. Then he lined me up and I thrust back in. Then on the outstroke again, Kurt’s hand working the condom up. By the 4th stroke or so, it was just now at my head. He deftly pulled it off. Without missing a beat, he lined me up again and I slid back inside the cub. Kurt was again directing me as he wanted and I was his slave. He then leaned in close to me again and gruffly whispered, “Now breed him. He’s a cumdump and I wanna watch you give him what he wants.” I obeyed. I grabbed the chains of the sling and looked down at the muscle cub I was using as directed. He really was a cute guy, the kind of “aw shucks” guy it looks like you’d want to date and take home to your parents. At least until you found out he was a dirty, fucking slut. Which right now made my dick that much harder. His hole felt like wet silk on my raw dick. As I was building tempo, Kurt moved up to the head of the sling and tucked his prodigious unit in the cub’s mouth. Only about 1/3 of it fit and the cub was gagging on it. Kurt made eye contact with me again and held it as he grabbed the boy’s head and fucked his mouth. I smirked because I could tell that was doing this for me. He *knew* I would like seeing the cub struggle with his meat. He spoke to the cub next, in a deep voice that seemed to cut through the noise in the room. “Beg for his load, slut. I wanna hear you beg for his cum like the filthy cunt you are.” The cub stopped sucking long enough to start up a litany of entreaties for my seed. “Please breed me! Please cum in me! I wanna feel you load me! I need it! Please! No loads refused! I’m a fucking cum whore and I live to be filled! I want your DNA to be part of me! Knock me up, man!” Hearing the hot stud begging for me to cum was the final push to get the load to boil out of my balls. I buried myself in him and let go. Volley after volley of my pent up seed and frustration throbbed into his guts. “Oh fuck! I feel him cumming! I actually FEEL it!! Fuck that’s a lot! Oh FUUUUUCK!” the cub whimpered. And through all of this, my eyes never left Kurt’s. Even though I had just cum so much that it felt like my balls turned inside out, I was still in a sex trance. I was empty, but now I needed to get filled. I pulled out of the cub and made my way over to Kurt. I figured it was going to be now. This was going to happen. Kurt was still rock hard from our scene and I aimed to be on the recipient end of it. As I approached there was a brief look of confusion which flickered across his face. When I was in front of him, I reached out and grabbed his massive tool. He flinched at the contact, and pushed my hand away. Not to be deterred, I dropped to my knees in front of him and moved to take him in my mouth. He instantly jumped back away from me and barked out, “No.” It was like a hypnotist snapped his fingers and I suddenly found myself naked on a stage in front of strangers. One of the party rules was “consent”. If someone said No or wanted to stop- you stopped. That was the rule. And if you didn’t stop, you were asked to leave or escorted out. So there I was, as it were. Just a boy. Kneeling in front of a boy. Asking him to fuck me. And being patently rejected. It was so “mixed message” after everything that had just transpired that I actually started to laugh. I had so many emotions roiling about that I didn’t know what to do or how to react. Seeing how Kurt looked at me, I was instantly filled with hot shame. Which was then rapidly replaced by seething anger. I stood up slowly and gave Kurt my best “what the everloving fuck” look. He just looked back at me with pinched brows and shook his head. So I walked over to the nearest fuck bench, bent over with dramatic flair, and proceeded to make a show of lubing up my ass. And I aimed to get filled one way or another. And if Kurt wouldn’t do it, anyone else would do. Any and all of them. And that fucker was going to watch them do it. One guy immediately walked up and stuffed his dick in my mouth. I asked for some poppers, took a hit, and went to town servicing him. I was on a mission. During this, I felt a couple different guys walk by and caress my ass. One even fingered my hole a little… but then they would walk away. Nobody seemed to want to fuck me. I kept wriggling my ass and trying to tempt guys, all to no avail. Why was nobody fucking me? Even the guy feeding me his cock didn’t cum and he wandered off. I was prepped. I was ready. I had a muscular, round ass from hours of squats and miles of biking. And I was a pretty darn good bottom from what I’d been told. But tonight I was on a fuck bench island—alone. I was starting to feel pretty despondent, when suddenly I feel a guy’s cock start to nudge around my ass. Finally! I hear the lube bottle open and feel him slick up his dick behind me. A lubed digit briefly slipped in my ass to open me up. And just as the head starts to slip inside me, it stops and pulls out. “What’s your deal, man? I was gonna breed that fine little ass!” “It’s off limits for you. Go fuck the cumdump in the sling.” It was Kurt’s voice. Why the fuck was Kurt was cock blocking? This made absolutely no sense. “Fuck you, man. You don’t own this hole. And this little fucker is begging for a load!” said my would be fucker. “Seriously man, just walk away. He doesn’t want your toxic seed.” Toxic seed? Was the guy poz and was he going to fuck me without a condom? I stood up from the bench. “Dude, are you poz and were you going to fuck me without a condom?” I asked the guy. He looked at me with disdain. “Whatever, dude. It’s a bareback sex party.” And he stalked off. Kurt was standing there with his arms folded over his chest. “Are YOU the reason nobody’s been wanting to fuck me? Have you been cock blocking me this entire time??” I asked him incredulously. “I just saved your ass. Literally and figuratively. You’re in a sex haze and not thinking clearly. Did you really want his dirty dick to load you up with poz cum?” Kurt asked flatly. “Well… maybe I DID!” I retorted like a child. Kurt stared me down until I looked away. “I didn’t think so,” he answered smugly. And this pissed me off. “You know what? I’m out. Thanks for ruining what was turning into a good night. Let’s not keep meeting like this, shall we?” I spat as I walked away from him. I stormed upstairs, got dressed, and left the party. I drove home angry. Hurt. Sad. And … relieved? Relieved that I’d dodged a poz load in my ass all because of Kurt and his apparent conscience. I was more confused than ever about who the fuck this man was. * * I didn’t see Kurt again until the end of summer. And other than occasional angry thoughts about him, I didn’t much think of him during the time after the sex party. The only time he seriously entered my thoughts was during the one hookup I had in the month of August. Looking back, it was painfully obvious I was trying to find a clone of Kurt. The guy was big and dark and muscular—but the connection just wasn’t there. The sex was perfunctory and unfulfilling and left me fantasizing about Kurt while I jacked myself off on the guy. I ate my weight in ice cream afterwards, because feelings. Anyway, I really felt I had turned a corner when Labor Day rolled around. It was time for Tom and Hal’s end of summer pool party. I was in a mood and pretty down on myself, so I almost didn’t go. If Tom wasn’t such a good friend, I’d probably have begged off, coming up with some lame excuse. As it was, I sucked it up, put on the pink speedo that showed off my assets, and headed over. When I arrived, Tom met me at the door- a big shit eating grin on his face. “About time! And man have I got a surprise for you!” and he started singing “Matchmaker” from Fiddler on the Roof. “Oh no. Don’t you remember the last time you tried to set me up? I thought we’d learned our lesson, because *that* went so fucking well,” I admonished. “Look honey. How was I supposed to know he was still married?” he shrugged. “And a sub bottom with a diaper fetish,” I reminded him. “Everyone has little kinks, darling,” he laughed. “Exactly what part of ‘change me! Baby make boom-boom’ did you think I would find endearing?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. Tom waved me off. “This one is different. You are 100% his type, and he is SO yours. I mean, this guy is so EVERYONE’S type. Trust me. This time, this yenta is onto something big. And from what I hear, I do mean BIG!” I sighed and resigned myself to the fact that I had to just go with it. It was just who Tom was. I’d humor him, meet the guy, it wouldn’t work (like all the others because it was seriously like Tom didn’t know me at all or what I liked), and I’d go on my merry way until next time. Tom left me in the kitchen and scurried off to go find Mr. Match, so I made myself a drink. I heard him coming back with someone in tow (Tom was loud) just as I was completing my margarita. I turned around and… yeah. Him. Tom smiles huge and says, “I’d like to introduce you to…” “Kurt,” I finished, my disdain apparent. Tom’s smile falters. “Oh, have you two met?” he enquires. “Oh yeah. On a few separate occasions, isn’t that right Kurt?” Kurt just stood there, looking like he wanted to be anywhere else at the moment. For once he wouldn’t meet my eyes. I took the opportunity to add an extra shot of patron to my marg. “By the way, Tom? You’re wrong about me being his type,” I said in the shittiest voice I could muster. “He actually finds me quite repulsive—that is when he can even be bothered to remember who the fuck I am. So if you’ll excuse me, imma go find your husband and drink. Heavily.” And with that I left them standing in the kitchen. Several drinks and an hour of avoidance later, I was on an air mattress in the pool, trying to relax and soak up the last of the summer sun. I felt the waves gently rock me as someone slid into the pool. A few moments later, a shadow covered me as someone stood next to my float. “Hey,” he said. Because of course it was Kurt. I tilted my head over and opened my eyes. God he was even more beautiful wet. And today he was sporting hair that was a bit longer and just starting to wave a bit, and a full mustache with heavy beard stubble. He was a wet, sexier Tom Selleck. Or Pete Kuzak. It was his best look and it physically hurt me to look at him, so I closed my eyes. “What is it, Kurt?” I sighed. “You’ve successfully managed to suck almost all the joy in my life for the past few months. What are you going to do for an encore? Anally rape my mother while pouring sugar in my gas tank?” He chuckled. “That line is from the movie Clerks. And No. No encore. More like a truce.” I looked at him again. “I was a jerk and I’m sorry,” he said with a shrug. “And I think that for today, on this last day of summer, we should just hang out and… be. Maybe get to know each other in a different space. What do you say?” I thought about it for a good minute. I mean, really thought about it. Do I continue to be butthurt? Or do I just say fuck it and let him off the hook? Even though his eyes held mine again, there wasn’t the heat. Instead they were saying “please”. Which broke me. I relented. “Fetch me another drink, Farm Boy, and we’ll see,” I said. “Fetch it yourself,” he says and then proceeded to dump me off my air mattress into the pool. I sputtered as I came up and he was laughing like a kid and smiling. Smiling AT me. I’d never seen him smile before, not like this. Not directed at me. Being on the receiving end of it was absolutely blinding. Like a million photographer flash bulbs going off. And he had dimples, because of course he did. Fuck me sideways. The next couple of hours in the pool drifted by lazily. We talked about everything and nothing. The Clerks quote had opened things up and we chatted about favorite movies and art and just hung out. Other guys at the party desperately wanted Kurt’s attention, but whenever they would swim up to chat, he would shift over to me. Feeling his bulk casually brush up against my side, or his furry leg touch mine set flame to my skin. One time he even draped his arm across my shoulders possessively and my insides melted. Seriously turned to goo. I slowly reciprocated and put my arm around his expansive back to his waist. This time he didn’t smack it away. It was the first time I was actually touching him after all these months—the heat of his tan flesh under my hand made my heart stutter. I’d had more than a few cocktails at this point, so I was feeling giddy and buzzy, but in a really warm and delightful way. I was also punch drunk from the attention Kurt was paying me. Feeling cocky, I popped back onto a pool float and lay back with my hands beneath my head. “Push me around the pool,” I jokingly command him. “As you wish,” he replied. Fuck me. He did know the Princess Bride after all. I felt his hand move from the float to my side and I felt sure that I was in for another dunking. If that happened, I’d make him pay. But no. We were in the shallows of the pool and he was gently pushing me around- his large hand on my upper rib cage. Then his hand shifted a bit, and I felt his finger on my nipple. At first it just rested there, but instantly the entire focus of my being was concentrated on that little nub of flesh. Then his finger lightly circled it and brushed it. I shivered, and my cock sprang to life in my speedo. “Looks like someone is having a good time,” said Tom cheekily, and I quickly dumped myself off the mattress and into the cool water. I was immediately self-conscious again of being sexual in public and separated myself to the far side of the pool to get my drink. I hear Kurt haul himself out of the water and excuse himself to the restroom. Meanwhile my mind is racing with a million thoughts. What was happening? Was Kurt flirting? Did he actually want me? Did I WANT him to want me? What would we do? Would we finally have sex? My boner would NOT go down as my mind raced down alley after alley of all the things I wanted to do to Kurt’s body. Eventually I was able to quell my visible desire and decided that I too could use a bathroom break. I figured it was also a good time for a drink refresher too. When I looked for Kurt to see if he wanted something from the bar, he wasn’t around. Meh, I figured I’d just surprise him with something and I headed up to the house. When I opened the bathroom door, I’m the one who got the surprise. Kurt was there, leaning against the sink with his dick halfway down Tom’s throat. I think I said something like, “Oops! Sorry” before stumbling blindly away, tears burning my eyes. It was like my heart had been ripped from my chest and crumpled like a ball of foil. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t form coherent thoughts. I had to get out of there and away. Just… away. The next thing I remember was sitting in my car and bawling my eyes out. I’d been duped again and let my guard down. I was smarter than this. And How DARE he have this much power over me! But the truth was he did have that power and it sucked. He’d hurt me again. And the really fucked up thing was, I would probably continue to let him because I was just that pathetic. I felt the passenger side open up and someone crawl in. I figured it was Tom, come to apologize. “You know, Tom? Bathroom doors come with locks for a reason. Mainly so your EX-best friend doesn’t stumble in on you sucking off the love of his life,” I said with as much venom as I could muster. “It’s not Tom… it’s me.” Because of course it was him. And suddenly a switch flipped and I was furious. “Get. The fuck. Out of my car,” I said dangerously. “Seriously. Get out. Get OUT! Fuck you, fucking dick! Did you come to gloat? To Rub it in? Fuck you and your mixed messages. Fuck you for messing with me. Is this a fucking game to you? Is this FUN? Tormenting me? Teasing me and then gutting me to the core? Is THAT what gets you off you sadistic FUCK!” “No, this isn’t a game. And this isn’t what gets me off,” he said quietly. “Then what is it? What the FUCK is going on between us? Why would you come at me with your ‘lets just be’ B.S.? Then proceed to tease me all day? You aren’t blind or stupid—you KNOW what you do to me! You KNOW how I feel about you. You toyed with me deliberately only to go off and fuck Tom’s mouth!” “I didn’t do it deliberately, I honestly just wanted to try to befriend you today,” he mumbled. “And I didn’t go off to fuck Tom’s mouth. He busted in on me jacking off in the bathroom and he just dropped and started sucking. I… I wasn’t thinking clearly at that point…I should’ve stopped him, but….” “But?? BUT WHAT?? Any hole will do, is that it? Anyone’s but MINE?” I shot back. “I… I just really needed… I needed to get off, ok?” “You needed to get off. AT the pool party. Because it couldn’t wait until you got home?” I said incredulously. “Seriously. It couldn’t wait?” “No, it couldn’t wait!” Kurt was becoming visibly agitated and upset now. “Why the fuck not? Seriously, who just jacks off randomly at a party?” “I was doing it to protect you!” he said, his voice escalating in volume. “Protecting me? From whom? Tom?? You thought you’d protect me from Tom’s mouth by FUCKING IT?!?” I shouted back. “I WAS PROTECTING YOU FROM ME, GODDAMNIT!” All the air seemed to go out of the car, and Kurt was shaking. My anger dissipated quickly and my intuition was telling me something important was happening. I turned to Kurt and just looked at him— patiently waiting for some sort of explanation. Kurt wouldn’t look back. He just looked at his hands as he gripped the dashboard. He took a deep, shuddering breath and began. “I was protecting you from me. Being near you today? I thought I could handle it. I saw the way you looked at me at the sex party. How hurt you were and it gutted me. I told myself never again. So when you showed up today, I thought to myself, Kurt? Here’s your opportunity. Here’s your chance to make amends and maybe not be such an asshole. I really thought the best protection for you might be if I were a buddy, you know? Just a buddy who could look out for you and protect you. I thought I could handle it. But christ. Being near you today? Seeing your body? Joking around and hearing you laugh? Touching you? It made me fucking crazy- like I wanted to jump right out of my skin. I tried to tamp it down, God I tried. To just be a normal guy and not… not think with my prick. But you look so goddamn much like him and I couldn’t control myself and my dark thoughts started spinning out of control and I had to stop them. Stop myself. So I went to the bathroom to jack off. To relieve the sexual pressure so that I could maybe go back to just being a nice guy and maybe a friend. If I could just cum it might be enough to get through being near you the rest of the afternoon. But I didn’t lock the fucking door and Tom came in and he just… started sucking… and I just really needed the release or else I was going to do something I would regret so I just let him keep sucking even though I should have stopped him. I know I should have stopped him! It wasn’t his mouth I wanted. But when my demons are released it’s like trying to stop a freight train and then you walked in and everything went to fucking hell ….” Kurt still hadn’t looked at me. And he still hadn’t answered the big question. “Kurt,” I said gently. “Why do you feel you need to protect me from yourself? I’m a big boy- maybe not in stature- but I can make my own decisions. I’ve wanted you to fuck me for a long time.” “Oh you can’t say that! PLEASE don’t say that!” he cried. And tears started to flow from his eyes. “Why not? It’s the truth. I want you like I’ve never wanted any other man before. You electrify me in a way that nobody ever has,” I said as I reached out to touch his leg. He flinched and looked up at me, stricken. “Electrify? As in Charge?? HA!” He laughed mirthlessly as his body was wracked with sobs. “I’m HIV positive,” he finally whispered. “But it’s more than that. Much more. I’m sick. Not HIV sick, but sick in my very soul. I have a darkness in me. A twisted desire to infect other guys with HIV. You asked what gets me off? THAT gets me off. The thought of infecting guys makes my dick hard! Christ! I’m getting hard right now just talking about it and I’m fucking bawling while I bare by soul to you! How fucked up is that?” There was a pregnant pause as he took a deep breath. “And how sick is it that I want to infect you so you’ll be mine forever?” It was barely audible, but I heard it. “Kurt…” I started. “His name was Bo. Love of my life. I was fairly newly poz when we met, and he wasn’t. But we were determined to make it work. I loved him and He knew me, REALLY knew me. Knew my darkness. Knew my fetishes and kinks. My demons. And he loved me anyway. He loved me so much that he begged for me to knock him up. To infect him so we would always be together. I railed against the idea for a long time, and we were always so careful. SO careful! I needed him healthy and whole. But he wore me down. He said he was ready. He PROMISED me he was. That he could handle it and he wanted it and he wanted it from ME. He even told me that he would go get pozzed up from someone else, just to be done with it all. So finally I relented. I let the demons out and I did it. I fucking did it. It took on the first try too, because I’m fertile. And I gotta tell you, man was it hot. It was so goddamn hot doing it. I loved every fucking second and being the one to make him poz. Fuck, it blew my mind. When I bred him that night it was like all my love emptied into him too. Only he lied to me. He wasn’t ready for it. His family found out and they disowned him. Some of his friends turned on him and called him a fool for not being safe and stupid for being with me. They abandoned him. His conservative job found out and canned him. He lost health insurance. It was all so messed up. But I thought we were working through it all ok. We had each other and I loved him and that was enough right? But he got depressed. Really depressed. I came home one day… I came home…and… I’m the one who found him.” Kurt had tears just streaming down his face now- cathartically releasing all the pent up emotions that must have been eating away at him. “Bo is dead because of me. The love of my life died because I can’t control my sick desires. I was weak and he is dead. And I vowed never again. Not with someone that I care about. And then you walk into a bar bathroom, the spitting image…” “But Kurt, we can still do stuff. Be intimate. All this doesn’t make me want you less, if anything I want you more now. We can be safe….” I offered. “Safe? With me there IS no ‘safe’. You’ve seen me in action, when I’m amped up. I’m a fucking pig with a big cock and a bigger sex drive. Once the demons are loose, there’s no stopping them. You say “safe” but you don’t understand. You don’t KNOW. I’m telling you even now sitting here, after all this, I still want to infect you. I see you and I am overcome with desire. I want you so badly that I can’t focus. You are so beautiful and sexy and I want nothing more than to tear up that meaty little ass of yours. I want to fuck you so hard you bleed. I want to fuck you until your spine cracks and your spleen is bruised. I want you whimpering as I cum so deep inside that it will never come out. And then I want to do it again and again and again until you convert. Then we’ll be a matched pair and I’ll own you for life. You say ‘safe’. How do you think you’ll be safe with me? I’m way bigger than you. You don’t stand a chance. Don’t ask me to pull out, because I won’t. You think you’ll be safe if I use a condom? Don’t you think that at some point my dark side will win and I’ll sabotage the rubber so my seed leaks into you? Or I sneak it off and stealth you? Or drug you and then rape my poz load into your ass? God, my cock is hard right now just talking about it! With me there IS no such thing as safe, don’t you see? That’s why I’m telling you all this. That’s why I let Tom suck me. That’s why I pushed you away at the sex party. That’s why I pretended not to know you at the bar even though I wanted nothing more than to ditch that other guy and take you back to my place to destroy you. That’s why I sprinted home that first time at the bar. It’s me… protecting you… from me. Before I can’t control myself and it’s too late.” We sat quietly in my car, the only sound an occasional sniffle from him as we sat amid the enormity of everything he just unloaded. My mind was reeling from his revelations and his stark honesty. There was so much conflict going on inside me. My feelings for him. My attraction. His status. His dark fetish. His struggle. But above it all, just being in the car with him had me vibrating. My guts were a knot and… And suddenly, I was calm. In a moment of clarity, I knew what I was going to do. Kurt spoke again, dejectedly. “I know this was… a lot. And I’m sorry. I truly am sorry. Please understand that I think you are so… so beautiful. But you deserved to know. And now maybe you’ll understand I can’t see you again.” His hand moved to the door handle. Before he could make another move, I launched myself at him, grabbed his face, and kissed him. I wish I could say it was one of those beautiful, perfect moviestar kisses—it wasn’t. He’d been crying. I’d been crying. There were residual tears and snot. I came in too hot and our teeth sort of clacked together. It wasn’t pretty. But it was also fucking hot as hell. It started off with me ramming against him and him sort of yelping as I startled him. His body was tensed like a clock spring. I kept our lips pressed together unmoving- waiting to see what he was going to do. Suddenly the fight seemed to go out of him and he relaxed. Then our kiss morphed into a gentle “I see you, Jake Sully” kiss. And then it deepened, and turned more urgent until we were two horny teenagers making out in a car. And I gotta say—the stache and stubble combo? Holy fuck. Feeling his stubble rake across my jaw lit me on fire. Kissing Kurt in this moment was the most intimate, most sexual thing I think I’d ever done with another man in my life. It also felt I was kissing a brewing storm… and I never wanted to stop. As my hands wandered down to his straining groin, he suddenly stopped and pushed me away. “Fuck, this is what I was afraid of! I am barely hanging on, here. We have to stop.” “Have you heard of PReP,” I asked him breathlessly. “Sure,” he nods. “Well, I’m on it. And I triple dog dare you to try to get me pregnant, Kurt.” He closed his eyes then. “Drive,” he commanded as he fastened his seat belt. * * We drove to his condo in a blur. I drove fast, but not so fast as to get a speeding ticket (or DUI). He wanted to fuck me at his place because it was set up with everything that we would need. I honestly don’t remember getting from the parking garage to his unit. Once parked we were on each other again with reckless abandon. We managed to get out of the car, but he pushed me up against it- his hands all over my body. He ended up going down on me as I leaned against the car- my synapses shorting out as I felt his mouth take me inside. Then I tried to return the favor, but the 0 gauge PA kept clattering against my teeth which really bothered me. We stopped so he could unscrew a ball and take it out for me. I sucked his dick briefly in the elevator- I didn’t care if there were security cameras. Let them fucking watch me service this god’s dick! I just needed to feel him in my mouth. His dick is fucking enormous. Two and a half hands worth and my fingers didn’t touch around it. Big fucking head like a pit viper. He probably was going to fuck me in half with it, and I was beyond ready to surrender to it. Eventually we got to his condo and he had me go prep using his shower shot while he got the place ready for me. I did as I was told and made sure to spend a little extra time, as I knew he would be going extra deep. I stepped out of the bathroom into a dimly lit scene. “Come here,” I heard him say in his deep, sex voice. My feet were instantly compelled forward to the bedroom. He had a blood red light bulb in the bedside lamp, to set the mood. He had a sling set up, suspended in one corner from eye bolts in the ceiling. One of the walls had a large mirror there so you would be able to watch yourself during, were you so inclined. And the wall opposite the foot of the king sized bed had a 60” TV mounted on an articulating arm, so porn could be watched at any time. And he had filthy porn playing—lots of biohazard symbols everywhere. As I stepped into his den of iniquity, our eyes met and he said, “Last chance, bud. Or abandon all hope.” I walked up to him, staring deeply into his eyes. I feel that familiar sex trance coming on and this time I welcomed it fully. With that all my inhibitions fell away and I felt free. I knew Kurt wouldn’t judge me and anything was on the table. I chose my next words deliberately. “So, that guy that you were talking with that night at the bar when you pretended not to know me? Did you poz him?” I saw Kurt’s nostrils flare as his eyes glittered in the red light. “Yes. Yes I did.” “Tell me,” I say. “What’s to tell? He was a dumb fucking bug chaser. I found him on BBRT and told him I could help him out. He met me at the bar after work. I brought him here and gave him what he wanted.” “And what he wanted was your toxic seed. Did it take?” I asked. I knew my questions were goading Kurt on and getting his demons going. “Oh yeah. I told you—I’m fertile. He called me two weeks later to tell me he got the fuck flu. He was so happy.” “And was it a good fuck? Did you enjoy breeding him? Did it satisfy you?” I asked. “It was ok. He’d been chasing for awhile but everyone’s pretty well controlled these days so infections are rare. And he really wanted it so it didn’t feel like much of a challenge. It’s sort of hotter when the guy doesn’t want it, or doesn’t know he wants it.” Kurt’s cock was so hard at this. That’s when I noticed he’d changed his PA. The one in now was a curved barbell of sorts, but there were conical spikes screwed onto the ends. Kind of like what you’d see on a dog’s collar. I reached down and fingered it lightly. His cock jumped at my touch. “Is this your weapon of choice for my guts tonight?” I asked. “You triple dog dared me to get you pregnant. I aim to keep my record intact,” he growled. “So, about a month before I ran into you at the bar, Charlie told me he’d seen you with some random guy from out of town and that you’d left with him. You get him pregnant, too?” Kurt chuckled. “You keeping tabs on me?” he asked. “Just some light stalking. You know I’m obsessed with you.” Kurt reaches up and starts lightly stroking my nipples. My nipples are hard wired and with his touch, bolts of electricity coursed through me and made my dick jump. “I honestly don’t know if I got him pregnant or not- it’s definitely possible since I gave him a double dose. I may get a two-fer if his wife pops poz too.” “Fuck, really?” I asked. Even though I had started out as just playing a role to turn Kurt on, hearing him talk this way was getting me very turned on. Was I a secret chaser? Or was I just some sex pig that had finally found someone to help me realize my true self?” “Yeah. The guy was in town on a business trip. Married. To a woman. He was at the bar because he was bi-curious, the stupid fucker. Had cheated on his wife a few times with guys but only bottomed twice before. Such an easy pickup! He took me back to his hotel room so I could be his third time. Man, he was definitely not prepared for my cock. He cried while I fucked him.” “And you got him to risk it and go bareback?” I asked, definitely curious at this point. “Not at first. He insisted on a condom because he was ‘married’. But I deliberately didn’t use enough lube. I wanted to rough him up a bit and also possibly have the condom pop. That happens sometimes due to my size and my… vigor. Whoops.” He grinned and I had to laugh at the way he said it. “Unfortunately, the condom held, but he was really crying and it was tearing up his ass something fierce because fuck he was tight, so I told him it would feel better skin to skin. I had him take a hit of poppers, stripped off the condom, lubed up, and slid right back in. “I stealthed him quick before he came to his senses. And then kept going to make sure I massaged that load into him. As I was working up load 2 he did ask me not to cum in him. I said ‘Why change things now?’ and shot a second load deep. That’s when he kind of freaked out a bit and kicked me out of his hotel room.” “Was this a good fuck?” I asked, as I moved behind him and knelt to tongue his butthole. As soon as I made contact in his furry crack, I went into overdrive. He moaned. “Fuck yeah! There’s nothing better than breeding a married “straight” guy. I love it when the guy struggles to take my cock. I like it when they cry too- feels more like rape, even though they never ask me to stop. And I love sending them on their way with my little gift. Their cheating asses are getting what they deserve. Plus it’s hot thinking that they might pass it on to their wives or to some other guys along their path of sexual discovery.” “I have a question for you,” I say, pausing in my rimming. “At the sex party, why didn’t you just let that guy fuck me and breed me? Maybe I would have popped poz and all this conflict would have gone away.” Then I dove back into his perfect ass. “I thought I already answered that. I needed to be the one to do it so that you’re mine forever. I couldn’t let some other guy have that honor. Not with you. Especially when I could stop it. Do you know how many poz guys I chased away from your hole that night? At least 5. The last guy was definitely toxic, although you would have liked his dick.” I stopped rimming him and stood up. I stood on tip toes and whispered into his ear. “I think it’s time for you to impregnate me. Give me my first dirty dick.” Kurt kissed me fiercely then. It wasn’t like the first one in the car, or even the parking garage—this WAS a Hollywood kiss. Longing and long-denied desire pouring out in a flood between us. I’ve never been kissed like that by anyone before—or since. All I knew was that my mind was fried and I was complete his now and forever and all I could think was “dick dick dick… in in in…. now now now… “. He picked me up deftly, and placed me into the sling. My feet were placed in the stirrups and cinched in snugly. He looked down on me with unbridled lust, and I’m sure I looked back with equal amounts. He bared his teeth and chuckled menacingly. “You stupid fucker. Your ass is mine now. I’m gonna give you my AIDS.” “Stop talking and fucking do it already,” I goaded. He let out a fierce growl and lubed up his dick. Then he lubed up my hole, making sure to roughly finger the lube into me. Then I felt his cock head and the sharp PA resting against my pucker. I sucked in a sharp breath in anticipation. He tossed me some spray poppers and a cloth. “Here, you might want to try these. I’ll do you a solid and wait until you’re flying.” “I want you to know something,” I said as I uncapped the spray can. “I’m not going to be like that businessman. I’m not going to cry. I’m not going to beg for you not to cum in me. I’m not as innocent as I seem and I don’t need your mercy. I’m tough. And I’m a greedy fucking bottom who lusts for big cock. I need this. I need YOU. I think I’ve needed you my whole life. And my body is yours to destroy as you see fit.” I hit the spray poppers and soon my head fuzzed and everything got warm and tingly. I felt a sharp pinch as he entered me, and then discomfort as his girth slowly slid inside. I figured Kurt was just going to fucking pound me until I passed out, but no. He slow fucked me. He worked his enormous tool back and forth inside me, stopping when it started nudging my second ring and then sliding languorously back out. A couple times he pulled all the way out with a sharp plop (which I admit stung a bit) before pushing slowly back inside. I’m not gonna lie, what he was doing was feeling fucking incredible. So much cock was in me and I felt so stretched! But there was also the added sensation of the metal dragging in my guts. And then there was his gaze. I could almost taste his lust. “I thought you were going to fuck me,” I growled. “Patience, young padawan,” he said. “I’m just tilling the soil for my seed. There’s a method to my madness, you’ll see. I can’t just ram you with this particular PA in. It’s kind of uncomfortable for me and the cones tend to come loose. One time I lost the whole thing inside a dude’s shitter- now that was interesting breeding session. Also, I’ve been cautioned by the piercer that with my size, this type could get caught deep in your colon and hook us together in a rather compromising position. And that wouldn’t be very much fun now, would it?” I shook my head. “Plus we can’t risk damaging that beautiful baby-maker you got,” I agreed. “You like it?” he says cockily as he flexed it inside me causing me to gasp. “It’s the biggest dick I’ve ever taken and its going to ruin me forever for all other cock,” I told him quite sincerely. “Oh, its’ going to ruin you all right.” He grinned wickedly. He popped out again, and started removing the PA. “You should be good and scraped up now. Plenty of places for my seed to latch,” he said matter of factly. “And now the real fucking begins.” He relubed and I hit the spray poppers again, just in time to get fuzzy before his onslaught. I know everyone is now expecting a merciless rape of the sabine women scene, but it wasn’t like that. He was definitely all about taking his pleasure, but not at the expense of mine. He re-entered me fairly slowly and when his dick came to my second ring, he patiently worked me open until he could get all the way inside. Then he short stroked himself deep in there in order to make sure I was good and open for his dick before he started giving it all to me with force. And for me? Nobody had ever fucked me this deep before. And definitely nobody that I was so in tune with. I literally don’t remember some of the fuck once he got going, because I was riding wave after blissful wave. I was having anal/full body orgasms left and right from the way his cock was hitting inside me. I’m pretty sure I was making loud, guttural noises and probably scaring his neighbors. I honestly don’t know how long he had been fucking me before I regained my voice. 20 minutes? 2 hours? It was all a blur. But he was buried in me and grinding when I decided to ask for more. “Kurt? Will you put in the big PA for me? The 0 gauge that you had in the night we met? I’ve never been fucked by one and I need to feel it.” “You sure? Because it will probably bruise your sigmoid colon a bit,” he said with a touch of concern. “Yeah, I’m sure. I wanna be able to feel you inside me for days after this fuck.” He pulled out slowly and went to his dresser. This was a captive bead PA and he had bought the special tool for popping the ball in and out. With an audible snap, I knew it was in and that I’d soon be feeling it. “This is more than I could have hoped for,” he said during the lull in our fucking. “You’re taking me like a champ, and I’ve already been leaking tons of precum into your cunt. This is the hottest sex I’ve ever had and you’re helping me edge up one massive load. You’re so getting infected. I don’t care if you are on Prep—it’s not going to be able to save you after this.” “Promises, Promises,” I joked. “Now, play with my nipples as you enter me and get ready to see stars.” It took a bit to get the 0 gauge in me, but in me it went. All the way in me. And yeah, I felt it. The heavy weight of it moving inside me as he thrust into me. The pleasure pain as he drove that ring and ball repeatedly into my second ring. He did work my nipples as he fucked me now, and my hole went crazy on his dick. This set up a steady litany of accolades from him, where extolling my virtues as a professional bottom cock pig. I could tell we were nearing the finale at this point, and truthfully I wasn’t exactly sure how much more my guts could take. Poppers were failing to dull the pain he was punching into me now. “Look at me Kurt,” I commanded. And our eyes locked one last time. “I… I’m pretty sure I love you,” I stammered while staring intently at him. “It was love at first sight. From that first moment our eyes met in the bathroom, I knew. I just… knew.” Kurt was fucking me hard now. “It was inevitable. We were always going to end up here, right here. With you trying to knock me up. Because this connection of ours would not be denied.” His hands were fiercely gripping my hips and he was literally throwing my ass onto his dick. His groin slamming into me with abandon with smacks echoing off the concrete walls in his condo. “You know how much I love you, Kurt?” I grunted out between thrusts. “No. Tell me,” he ground out. “You know how I told you I was on PrEP?” I said, through gritted teeth. “I lied.” He came in me then. With a guttural moan that was somewhere between triumph and anguish, he came. Deeply. And hard. He was planted all the way up inside me when he launched volley after volley after volley of his charged semen into me. And I felt it. Not just the throbbing of his cock up inside me where no man had ever been, but I felt his cum. I felt the shots hit inside. The wet heat. All of it. And somewhere during his orgasm I had my own. My own prodigious load shot everywhere. I felt it hit my face, but it painted me from chin to navel. When he finally stopped cumming (like 2 minutes later, his cock still up in my second ring), he looked down at me with something that looked like sadness in his face. “Is it true?” He asked. “Is it true that I love you?” I said, playing dumb. “Absolutely. I’ve been head over heels for you for months. Since I first saw you.” “No, I mean… the PrEP thing. Is it… true?” I looked at him and shrugged. “Yeah, it’s true. I’m not on it. Never was.” Kurt started breathing rapidly and he started to shake a bit. “Oh god. You LIED to me! No no no! Fuck! This is going to be Bo all over again! I can’t handle that. Fuck, what have I done? Oh god, I never should have…” “Hey!” I snapped, and Kurt stopped. “You didn’t do this. I did. I chose. I decided that I wanted you to own me forever, so I let this happen. No. I MADE this happen. And if I had changed my mind, I would have stopped it. It *is* possible to stop Mr. Ferris Buehler, you know.” This elicited a small smile from him. “I’m sorry I lied to you. I won’t do it again. Ever. I promise.” I looked deeply at him so he could see my earnestness. “Ever. And although I look like him, I’m not him. You gotta trust me on this.” He nodded. I was still on my back in the sling and he was still in me at this point, and my load was starting to run everywhere. So, I scooped up what I could from by chest and belly and held it out to him. “If your fertileness is to be believed, this is my last neg load. Take it,” I said. “It’s always the Clark Kent types,” he said with a snort. And without breaking eye contact, he lowered his head to my hand and lapped up my cum. Then he held my hand while he slowly sucked each of my fingers clean. “How’s it taste, big guy?” The corners of his mouth twitched a bit before answering. “Positively delicious.” “OH MY GOD YOU DID NOT!” I guffawed. “What?” he shrugged. “If you can quote cheesy movie lines to me, then I’m gonna make puns so bad they’ll give you AIDS.” And then he smiled at me. And it was blinding. * * After our breeding session, he carefully removed my feet from the stirrups and I wrapped my legs around him tightly. Determined to keep him planted inside me forever. He lifted me out of the sling (with my help) and we maneuvered to his bed. With much shuffling and grunting, we managed to scooch all the way up, until I had a pillow under my head, and he was laying with most of his weight on top of me. We kissed slowly and deeply like this for a long time. As we were resting (he was STILL in me, although my hips were starting to cramp at this point), I started thinking about a positional change. “Hey, when do I get to fuck you?” I asked. “I don’t get fucked, I fuck.” He stated. “Although if I were to get fucked, it would be you. You seem to know what you’re doing.” “And you seemed to enjoy watching me fuck those guys,” I said. “I enjoyed MAKING you fuck those guys. There’s a difference. Although I’m sure they liked it. A hot fucker like you dicking them down? Plus you got a pretty good dick on ya for a little guy. Not as good as mine but….” I smacked him and he playfully said “ow”. He chuckled while I made my hole dance on his dick a few times. I grabbed his face and looked at him. “You know, I think I’ve always been a pig. Or more accurately a pig-in-waiting. I was just so focused on being the good boy that everyone wanted me to be. Always so tentative. Afraid to cut loose. I guess I was in some pretty deep denial. Until you. Then it was all ‘Suuuuper Piiiiig’. I guess that makes you my phone booth.” “What’s a ‘phone booth’?” he asked in mock seriousness. It was right after this that I was brought up short by a sudden and paralyzing thought. Once again, my insecurities were rearing their ugly head, and my mind started running unchecked down dark alleys. “Kurt… if you do manage to seroconvert me, is that it then? Party’s over? You move on to another hole and we just become buddies that wave to each other at the clinic or…” my voice trailed off, suddenly fearful. He looked at me like I was an idiot and shook his head. “God I love pozzing up stupid guys! Mwa-ha-ha-ha!” a said with a fakey, evil laugh. Then his face got serious. “Weren’t you listening, silly? I said I wanted to poz you so that I would own you forever. Forever doesn’t mean for the two weeks of daily breeding until you get the fuck flu.” This time it was my turn to nod that I understood. “Daily breeding, you say?” I said, slowly cocking an eyebrow. “With an ass like yours? At least,” he growled as he snuggled into my neck. “Oh! I just had another thought,” I said cheerfully. “Oh god. Is *this* how it’s going to be with you? You ‘thinking’ all the time, asking dumb questions and interrupting snuggies?” he smirked. “Oh, I think you’ll like this one. So, once I pop poz and before I go on meds, how would you like to watch me knock up some guys? I’m thinking maybe like a nice, dumb 18 year old high school jock. Get him good and pregnant before his college career?” “Am I answering your question?” he asked, as his cock rapidly started swelling in my soon to be destroyed (again) ass. And then we kissed. And five very positive years later, we’re still kissing.

Dominance runs naturally in my blood, I was always a bit bossy boot in my youth, with a seductive smile I could get anything I want. It was fun to be perceived as such an innocent and so shy whilst in reality. I am a MASTER and l am looking for a slave to train, if you are interested just drop a message.

PART 3 Josh rolled over next to Adam on the bed and his cock slipped out of Adam’s hole with a pop. The whore’s cunt didn’t close right away, it was nice and gaped open from the cock that had been using it all day. He and Adam started making out like crazy while I played with Adam’s hole with my fingers. I pushed two fingers in his pussy roughly and tapped Josh on the shoulder. He pulled his tongue out of Adam’s mouth and greedily sucked on my fingers, tasting a mix of his own cum and the random tricks Adam had turned all day. I continued to play with Adam’s hole, opening it up so that it was gaping widely. Josh’s extra fat dick along with the copious amounts of jizz inside made his cunt sloppy, so my fingers easily slid in and out, three, then four fingers. Each additional finger made Adam moan more loudly, like the bitch in heat that he was. I wondered if he was in heat 24x7. Finally the whore spoke, “Please, Daddy. Please!” I just laughed and said “Please what, boy? You want my cock, faggot? You want the cock that made you inside your whore cunt? Who the fuck knows who’s DNA is already inside you. Nasty little whore pig.” Adam just moaned more loudly as he and Josh made out and I continued to saw most of my fist in and out of his pussy. I didn’t quite push my hand all the way inside, but I knew that I could whenever I wanted. “Yessssssss……god……DADDY, please fuck me! Use my pussy.” My fingers were now coated in all the loads that were inside my whore, so I used that to lube up my cock and got behind him. I slapped Adam hard on the ass, which made him yelp, and said “up, faggot. Cunt in the air.” Adam immediately pulled away from Josh and backed his ass up so that it was right in front of my dick. Dribbles of cum were leaking from his gaping cunt and running down his taint. I scooped them up and shoved them back in his pussy. Can’t waste cum. It all goes in the dumpster. I motioned for Josh to hand me the bag of T that was on the table and pulled out a nice sized shard. I tucked it inside my piss slit so that just a little bit was sticking out. It burned just a little bit but not nearly as much as it was going to burn when it dissolved into the pool of sperm inside Adam’s hole. Josh got a huge grin on his face and said “FUCK, Da…uh, man. That’s so fucking hot. Give it to him. Adam is such a dirty little cumdump, but that’s the way I like my little bro. Give it to him, Daddy.” I could hear a little hesitation in his voice before he said ‘Daddy,’ but I could also tell it turned him on. His cock was rock hard again (oh to be young again and have a boner 24x7). I started to tease Adam’s pussy with my fat cock, making sure that the shard stayed in my piss slit. “You want it baby boy!? Tell Daddy and your big bro what you want.” I rubbed my cock over his ass, and around the inside of his gape which still wasn’t closing from how much it had been used. “Please, Daddy. Please give me your cock. I need your load. I only live for cock, and Daddy always has the best cock. Please cum inside me Daddy, please!” He tried to push his gaping cunt back onto my cock but Josh held him firm and slapped his ass. “Stay still whore!” Damn, Josh was really getting into this. I had figured him for a pretty vanilla kid since we’d never done any kinky stuff when we played in the past. Josh leaned down and tilted Adam’s face, which had a desperate look on it, up and spat a huge loogie that landed right between his eye and nose. He closed his eyes instinctively and opened his mouth to moan. “Thank you Josh! My big bro loves me and knows how to treat me like the whore I am!” Josh just laughed and slapped him hard across the face. He WAS getting into this. “Fucking little faggot.” He slapped Adam again across the face, hard enough to make him flinch and his cheeks turned red. “You ready whore!? Tell me what you’re gonna get, bitch boy.” “I”m gonna get your cock and your load Daddy! I’ve been such a good boy. I deserve your cock and cum! It’s the best cock and cum there is. Please give it to me hard, Daddy. Please use my cumdumpster.” Josh and I both laughed and he shoved his cock into Adam’s mouth. “Christ, Dad, let’s shut this faggot up. His mouth should always be full of cock.” As soon as he said that, Josh shoved his entire fat dick all the way down Adam’s throat and held it there, making him gag. “Gotta work on that gag reflex, faggot. Dad, I think we need to breed him more often, so his throat never closes up and he never gags, no matter how huge the cock is.” Josh and I laughed again and I took that as my cue to sink my dick all the way into the whore in one push. I held my cock all the way inside Adam’s pussy and gave a little push so that a tiny bit of piss came out the end of my cock. I wanted to make sure that the shard of T was deposited in the right place, dissolving in the pool of sperm inside my whore’s cumdump. I could feel his ass clench on my cock as the T dissolved and Adam said “oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck” under his breath. “You feel that, whore? Daddy’s giving you a little present wrapped up in some nice warm piss.” He sucked in his breath deeply, clearly it was hitting him hard now, and just hissed “thank you, Daddy” over and over again. I left my cock shoved all the way inside him and could feel his hole getting warmer as the T dissolved and was absorbed by the walls of his cunt. Josh slapped Adam’s face again and barked “OPEN, fag” and he did. Josh grinned and started fucking his mouth again. “I can’t wait to put another load of sperm in your pussy, baby brother. It’s a good thing you’re such a whore. Can’t knock you up and fucking you hard only makes you beg louder for more cock. Dirty little faggot.” He slapped Adam again and grinned at me. I pulled my cock all the way out of Adam’s hole and he pulled his face off Josh’s dick begging me to stick it back in. “Pleeeasse Daddy! I have to have your cock. Please give it back to me. It belongs shoved all the way up my pussy.” Then Josh grabbed him behind the head and shoved his cock into Adam’s throat again. “Shut the fuck up, fag. You’re just a fucking set of holes for men to stick their dicks in.” Josh leaned over and passed me another shotgun from the pipe and we took turns passing the smoke back and forth as we pounded our whore from both ends. I passed Josh another shotgun and whispered to him “don’t cum in his mouth. All your loads have to go in his pussy.” He grinned, holding the smoke in and nodded, passing it back to me and said “Fuck yeah, Dad. I gotta get back in that hot furry little fag dump.” Josh slowed down fucking Adam’s face, while I continued to pound him hard. The only sounds Adam made were the sloppy squishing noises, from all the jizz inside his cunt and the occasional grunt from his mouth that was full of college boy cock. Suddenly I had an idea. I pulled my cock out of Adam’s hole and he started begging for me to put it back in so I slapped his ass and said “don’t worry, whore, you’re going to get it back. And then some.” I moved him over and laid down on my back, maneuvering Adam so that he quickly sat back down on my fat cock, moaning as the entire length easily slid into his sloppy cum hole. I motioned to Josh to get behind Adam and he quickly understood what I wanted him to do. He scooped up some of the jizz dripping out of Adam’s cunt and spread it over the head of his cock. Then he pushed down on Adam’s back and said “down, faggot. Arch your back like a good little jizz rag. Adam quickly complied and I pulled him in close, making out with his sexy face, holding him tight. I knew this was going to be hot but not easy, even for someone as slutty as Adam who took loads every day for a living. Josh held up a shard of T and grinned at me, then he inserted it into his piss slit and scooted up behind Adam’s big furry ass and slid his cock head in Adam’s hole, delivering another booty bump to the whore. He only sopped to let Adam’s ring expand to take in a second cock. Adam tried to sit upright and let out a yelp like a dog being kicked, but I held him tight and pulled his face in close, and stroked his sweaty forehead and hair. “It’s ok baby boy, Daddy and your big brother are gonna open your sexy hole up even more. You ready for that, son? You want our loads in your pussy? You want Daddy and your big bro to knock you up?” He nodded yes, but I could tell this was going to hurt. I reached over and grabbed the poppers and handed them to him. I could feel Josh’s cock head rubbing against the shaft of my dick as it throbbed inside Adam’s pussy. “That’s a good whore. Take a bunch of hits. Deep as you can.” I could feel Adam’s sphincter start to relax a little bit and Josh slowly pushed his cock inside Adam’s pussy until we were both all the way inside him. I let Josh start fucking the boy slowly and then he picked up speed. We were all three incredibly turned on and I knew this couldn’t last. DP is always a complicated thing and it’s best to let one of the people do the driving. I was just along for the ride, a ride deep inside my whore’s cunt, with Josh driving his college boy cock back and forth, stroking Adam’s cunt and my cock at the same time. It was like someone giving me a handjob inside a hot, furry hole. I knew I couldn’t hold out long, so I egged Josh on. “Come on, son, fuck your little brother. You know you wanna knock up that pussy. Make that little faggot pregnant with our babies. You want our babies in your pussy, Adam? It’s what Daddy made you for.” I grinned at him and could tell that his pussy was finally completely opened up and he was in heaven. “Fuck yes, Daddy. I wanna have both of your babies. Please, please fuck me. Knock me up. Make me fucking pregnant. Please both cum inside my pussy. I gotta have your loads.” Josh closed his eyes and started to speed up. “Gonna breed ya now, bro. Gotta cum in that pussy. You ready for my load, little brother? Cause I’m gonna fuck you till this load come out your nose.” “Please, Josh! Breed me. I gotta have your cum. Shoot it inside me. Knock up my pussy!” Josh kept up the pounding while I just held onto Adam, kissed him and whispered to him what a good whore he was and told him he was gonna get a nice big tip when this was over. Josh started to speed up and I could hear the squishy sound of the cum in Adam’s hole and feel Josh’s huge fat cock rubbing up against mine. I knew I wasn’t going to be far behind my hot college jock. “Fuck yeah, bro. Here it comes. GONNA. FUCKIN. BREED. THAT. PUSSY!” He pounded hard, but slowly the last few strokes and would’ve sent Adam off the edge of the bed if I hadn’t been holding onto him. I could feel Josh’s dick throbbing next to mine inside Adam’s pussy and started to move back and forth a little bit, knowing it wouldn’t take much for me to add my DNA to the soup that was already in the whore cunt. Adam looked at me with his big brown puppy dog eyes, and just said “please Daddy?” I sped up quickly, while Josh’s cock was still wedged inside Adam’s hole and in just a few strokes I started to pant and said “fuck. Here it comes, baby boy. The fucking jizz that made you. The best sperm there is. Daddy’s fucking cum!” My cock had rarely shot such a huge load, but watching this short little furry cub whore take my sexy jock boy’s cock along with mine was such a fucking turn on. Josh collapsed on top of both of us and started licking Adam’s ear, making him shiver. His cock slid out of Adam’s pussy and I could feel jizz start to drip down his ass. But Josh had learned quickly and scooped up the mix of DNA, fed it to the whore, then licked it off his own fingers. Then he reached over on the bed and grabbed the large buttplug and quickly slipped it in the hole where it belonged. Time to let those loads marinate in the whore while we figured out what to do next.

Thick/sweaty pubes are better than poppers!

Every Roman soldier knew how this works—if you take Caesar’s coin, you do Caesar’s bidding. Any company that is beholden to another financial, or power, interest has already forfeited part of its decision-making autonomy as a cost of doing business in that way. A company isn’t obliged to follow someone else’s rules that aren’t the Law of the Land - but if they don’t they can’t expect to benefit from a business relationship. Remember the Golden Rule: He who has the gold makes the rules.

You built your story well, you got along without sex at first and that made some (including me) horny. I got it wrong with the story I posted here. I am curious to see how you make us horny with what you still and still not report. Some have already sprayed hot sperm several times.

I would be game for using him over a weekend.

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.

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.

Someone, just for a night, to make money offering up my hole to strangers. No dick or loads refused, and I don’t want a cent.

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.

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.

This happened in March 2021– not sure why I didn’t post it then. Despite the delay, I hope you enjoy. I certainly did. Many things have conspired to take me out of the game for a while, not the least of which are a stupid work schedule and COVID. It has been months since I’ve handed my hole over to a random guy to use, but I can’t resist any longer. Perhaps a bit more about me. I’m a mid-forties professional, moderately tattooed, fit, bottom guy who is often told he looks more like 35 (which is very much appreciated I must say). Happily partnered to a great guy with a great and adventurous sex life. We have an open relationship, but we keep it on the downlow as he doesn’t necessarily want to hear all the details of how I crave being used and bred by random tops. Recently, I’ve once again taken to hunting around on the typical apps trying to set something up. I get hit up by an okay number of guys looking for now, but unfortunately, I usually need to plan in advance. I hit the jackpot the other day. Was on bbrt looking around and hot Asian top sent me message. Small framed guy with a hot hard cock with a large mushroom head. After my apologies for not being available at the moment and a few back and forth messages, we discovered we both had a day off the following week and we set a date. We exchanged numbers and texted periodically throughout the week. A great plan was emerging. I would arrive at his place around 9am, strip at the door, and submit all my holes for him to use and breed for the next few hours. A new and exciting wrinkle came about when I asked if he liked to cum multiple times. He replied that he would either need a break between loads during which I could suck him off or if I was craving multiple loads he could invite another top friend. I replied with why choose, I’ll clean and suck you off after blowing your load deep inside while your friend fucks my cum filled hole. He sent pics of his friend – another hot south Asian, built, with a big dick – and said he’d ask if he’d like to join. A few days pass without much chatting, but confirmed that everything still on the night before. The day arrives and I wake early with a raging hard on and that “itch of anticipation” in my hole that always precedes a great fuck. Sluts, you know what I’m talking about! Made coffee, breakfast, helped to get my guy out the door, then into the shower to clean up and out, all before 830am. Texted the guy that I would leave soon and be at his place for 900 as planned. Got a quick reply saying he’d buzz me into his building, his door would be unlocked and I was to walk in a strip immediately. His buddy was running late and would join us when he can. Arrived on time and buzzed his condo number and made my way to the 18th floor – nice building. Found his unit…took a deep breath and opened the door. He was standing in the hallway wearing only track pants with a sizable tent upfront. Looked him straight in the eyes as I pulled off my t-shirt, kicked off my shoes, undid my jeans and dropped them to the floor. “on your knees”. Down I go, he pulls the front of his joggers down revealing a hard, mushroom headed dick. I engulf his dick with my mouth and proceed to work his cock and savour the ample pre-cum flowing from it. After working his for a couple of minutes in the hallway, he pulls out and walks away, telling me to “come with me, I need inside you”. I follow him into his bedroom, he pushes me down onto the edge of his bed, pushes my onto my back while I pull my knees wide and toward my chest revealing my hole. He tosses me a bottle of poppers and proceeds to lube up his cock and my hole. I take a long, slow hit of poppers and just as the rush hits, the mushroom head of his dick is at my hole and with one test thrust he partially breaches my outer ring, then one more thrust forward I feel the full length of his dick slide in. Staring down at me, he bottoms out and I feel his balls resting against my ass. We both relax into the closeness. He continues to stare into my soul as he begins to pull out, then trusts back in, picking up a bit of speed as my hole opens up to accommodate his faster and deeper thrusts. In short order, he is pounding on my hole, pulling all the way out then back in balls deep. This goes on for maybe 15 or 20 min then he pulls out and says sharply “doggy” and I scramble up on my hands and knees in the middle of his bed. I take another hit of poppers, he does the same, and his dick dives straight back into my hole and he continues the assault on my hole. I blissed out and just take it - loving every minute of it with my mind losing focus on everything else except how good his cock feels in my receptive hole. After I don’t know how long, the sound of a buzzing phone pulls me back to reality and his fucking slows as he answers it…”yeah, 1804, come straight into the bedroom”. We both hear his condo door open and the guy fucking me picks up the pace and I start moaning and grunting – presumably to guide the way for the new guy to join us. “Fuck” is all the new guest says as I hear clothes being shucked and a belt buckle hitting the floor. Still haven’t seen him as the door to the bedroom is behind the guy fucking me, but next thing I feel is another body on the bed and he is making his way up toward me. He sits on the pillows in front of me, crotch in my face, with his dark meat quickly stirring to life. I sucked him deep into my mouth and the three of us settled into a good-old fashioned spit roast. His cock grew to nice 8”ish, thick and he was bucking up and shoving it down my throat in unison with the guy behind diving inside. I lost all track of time. They switched places at least three times and by the third switch I had a good gap going. I was nothing other than my holes and the feeling of being used and stretched. Then I felt and heard the tell-tail signs of our host getting close – the prolonged grunts, the shorter, slower jabs in my hole, the intense focus - all as he tried to elongate the feeling on being on the edge, then finally he goes in balls deep and unloads. I briefly stop sucking the dark meat in front of me to focus on the feeling of warmth and fullness that was emerging deep inside, and fuck, our host must have unloaded a third of a cup deep in my hole. I felt full, warm, and so much a slut. He slides around a couple minutes when the other guy announced “my turn”. Our host pulls out, I do my best to clamp my hole shut to keep his gift where it belongs, but a little dribble out and down my balls as his mushroom-sized head escapes. After some rearranging on the bed, out hosts slime covered cock is at my lips and the head of our guest’s cock is resting at my hole. They must have coordinated as they both moved forward at the same point to fill me. I diligently cleaned every inch of the hosts cock, savouring the sweet/salty mix of cum, lube and ass. “Fuck, I can’t hold it” draws my attention back to the fat dick in my full ass as he then starts to buck forward and the grunts coincided with an ever increase feeling of fullness. His orgasm must have lasted a good minute with him staying buried inside randomly bucking forward and grunting. He pulls out and says “thanks man”, which I realized wasn’t directed at me, but our host, making me feel like a piece of meat. He starts dressing, then was out the door. Our host is also up off the bed saying “we’ll do this again” and starts pulling up his track pants. I take the hint that I have fulfilled my purpose and get up off the bed, straining to keep everything inside, then back to the hallway to dress. “See ya”, was all that was said as I opened door to leave. Got in my car to head home feeling relaxed and slutty. I was not successful at keeping all the loads inside and by the time I got home there was an enormous wet spot on my jeans the car wreaked of cum – heaven! When finally home, I cleaned the upholstery, aired out the car, and then settled in to play with my well used hole and write this out.

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...

Sunday morning I went to a local gay venue (Tokyo Valentino). I sucked a cock at a gloryhole and then backed up on him until he sprewed inside me. The I went to the dark room. I was the only white guy. I took about 8 loads there. Then one guy wore a condom to fuck me and I let him because earlier, I prelubed with baby oil. About a minute in, I felt the condom break. He pulled his big dick out of me and put another rubber on. On the second try, it also broke but he finished off in me anyway.

Took an anon load this afternoon

Yes, you should go- it will be busy, and I’m planning to make the most of it... the clubs re-open next week and that’s bound to have an effect on numbers from here on out. Here are two what3words locations you might find useful: The dark room: prime.fetch.loads The fuck tree: stump.vibes.rich Moat action seems to take place in and around the dark room these days. Enjoy!

Hello all!! Um… I’ve been a member here for a while, just quietly lurking and reading threads, haha. But I decided to go ahead and introduce myself! I presently live in Columbus Ohio and I’m looking to explore being a submissive bottom and dive into being a little cumslut!

Have been filmed with my bare introduction, not only filmed but 3 guys had their laptop open on zoom, would love to do it again but then full filmed. Sadly in Europe hard to find. I was blindfolded and handcuffed at the time

Palm Springs, hands down. Several great leather bars, multiple leather shops, at least two great bathhouse-type spaces. Also several “underground” groups like the Palm Springs Bondage Club and others.

I frequent the nude bathing spots in the area. Some places are known hot spots for guys playing, other places are more discreet and family oriented. So I was at one of the tame places on a unseasonably cool day recently. I had a day off and just thought I could just sit and read along the shoreline of the lake even if it was too cool to be naked. It was in the 50's and I thought no way was I going to be able to strip down. But the sky was clear so the sunshine was constant and warm. I thought, what the hell I'll try it, I can always put my clothes back on if I get chilled. I found it to be very comfortable with the September sun shining clear so I remained nude while reading and sunbathing. There were no crowds on this cool early autumn day. I expected nothing to happen as it usually doesn't at this place anyway since it is more straight oriented. On this day there were only about 3 other guys there spread out over a long length of the rocky shoreline of the lake. While I was laying nude in the sun I noticed a guy walk by fully dressed. I didn't think too much of his wearing clothes at a nude spot since it was cool. He walked by a few times though and then would sit nearby for a short while and then disappear. I also thought that maybe it was someone that had walked down the trail exploring and maybe found the place by accident. But since he came back a second time I thought that it was probably not an accident he was here. My hormones were raging so I cruised a bit but the few guys there did not express an interest or follow me. I didn't see the dressed guy while I was cruising. Around mid-afternoon the other guys that were sunbathing and reading had packed up and were leaving. So I thought what the hell. I had a semi-private spot and began jerking off. I sat back, closed my eyes and applied some coconut oil and began pleasuring myself. I would open my eyes occasionally and look around and then return to the job at hand. After a short while I looked up to see if anyone was around and there was the guy that was in clothes from before looking down at me a short distance away in the woods above me. He had his 8 inch cock out of his shorts and was stroking it. I've been doing mostly without during these COVID times but the hormones would not let me pass up this opportunity. I immediately walked from my spot out on the shore in the sun into the shade of the nearby woods towards the raging hard cock above. He was positioned along the trail in a high spot so his hard cock was at an easily accessible position for me to begin sucking him. He moaned as my experienced mouth became his pussy to use. Of course I was hoping he would use my other pussy. We played a bit and eventually his hands found their way to my ass. I clearly signaled to him it was OK territory for him to explore. He took the hint and fingered my ass for a bit and then positioned himself behind me and rimmed my mancunt for a bit. I moaned with delight and encouraged him on. I soon knew it was time that he was ready so I kneeled down and let him mount me. I was getting fucked raw on a dirt trail in the woods along a lake. It was hot and this guy pummeled my ass with his hard raw cock. I was loving it. I encouraged him to breed me, "Fuck me in the woods" I said out loud. "Breed my ass." I encouraged him to dump his sperm deep into me. My firm hairy cheeks and tight hole were too much for him and he shot his load in me rather quickly. I loved it. He was a handsome neatly dressed clean guy with that nice hard cock so I thought that it would be nice to meat with him again. With his seed dripping out of me as he turned to leave I asked him if he was local or not. He never turned back but laughed as he continued to walk away.

PART II I was sitting in the hot tub, watching the men around me from the corner of my eye. It was not a small tub like the ones people have in their backyards, but easily three meters square. If two guys on opposite ends rested their arms and shoulders on the edge of the pool, letting their outstretched bodies float in the water, their toes would hardly touch in the middle. Not that I tried to. To see all those hot, daddy-type dudes really intimidated me. Harry had been right, I was by far the youngest guy in the room. And to be honest it somewhat made me nervous. Though I had always lusted after older men, especially the hairy, bearded ones, until today my experience had mostly been limited to boys my own age. Well, not mostly, but entirely. And to see all of those guys walking around the room at least half naked, their mature, masculine bodies on display as if it was the most natural thing on earth, had me shivering with excitement, the blood rushing in my ears. Whenever a man made eye contact, and I was surprised by how many of them tried to, I blushed and looked away. But one of them proved to be particularly persistent. He sat across from me and just kept staring, nodding his head whenever our eyes met. With his cropped grey hair and neatly trimmed beard he reminded me of Harry actually, but whereas Harry was just lean, this guy looked emaciated. His face was haggard, eyes and cheeks sunken in, his collarbones showing since his chest was not nearly as muscular as Harry's. Sure, I hadn't seen much of the world yet, but it didn't take a physician to diagnose what looked like full-blown AIDS to me. Don't stare at him like that. He'll think you want to have sex with him, moron. But it was already too late. I almost froze in terror when he suddenly got up and waded towards me through the turmoiled water. He had to be a very tall guy. While the water had covered my asscheeks completely, surging through my crack with every step I made, it didn't reach much higher than his knees, his lean, vascular thighs in full sight. But what really caught my eye was the monstrous uncut dick dangling in front of him, the sheathed cockhead parting the surface of the pool like an icebreaker pushing aside the floes.It might sound strange, but my first thought was that his cock looked like some kind of parasitic life form, a monstrous, blood-filled leech that had sunk its fangs into the guy's crotch to suck all the sap and energy from its host's body. It was long, bloated and angry-red, with thick veins running along the length of the shaft. The epitome of vitality. To see it attached to this frail, emaciated body was surreal. Since its latest victim was obviously drained to the last drop, I almost expected it to drop off his body and to disappear in the bubbling water, looking for a new host to grind its teeth into and feast on until it would finally be satiated. But of course it was only a cock, though definitely the longest, thickest and - I have to admit - tastiest cock I had ever seen. "Hi, my name's Glen." A hand entered my field of vision, blocking my view of this magnificent piece of meat and breaking the almost hypnotical connection. I shook his hand and looked up at the guys face with an insecure smile. "I'm Kevin." From close up the trenches running down his tanned, leathery cheeks seemed even deeper, making him look like a cigar store Indian. Somewhere in the winding depths of my mind a panicky voice was screaming "AIDS, AIDS, AIDS...", but my body seamed to have a mind of its own. My little dick was stiff as a ramrod and my asshole twitched like mad. I just couldn't help it, my eyes were drawn back to his massive cock again. "Like what you see, boy?" I gulped. Of course I liked his dick. I wanted it more than anything else before. But I just couldn't admit that, not to myself and all the more not to that stranger approaching me. It was just too risky and no dick in the world was worth taking that risk. Not even this long, thick, veiny - Stop it, moron. Stop it right now, or you'll end up with your ass full of his AIDS-cum!!! I willed my head to shake 'No'. "You don't? What a shame, cause it really likes you. See?" Glen was right, his cock was heaving, swaying seductively in front of me. To my utter surprise it seemed to be filling out even more, slowly gaining in diameter, the veins getting more prominent with every second that passed by. I could almost see his blood rushing through them. Now it was swinging from side to side like a cobra following the movements of the fakir's flute. But of course the cobra was me and my eyes never left the tip of his flute. I licked my lips involuntarily. A clear drop was forming as more and more pre-cum was welling out of Glen's piss-slit. Finally a translucent string was dangling before my eyes, quivering every time his fat cock jumped with excitement. And I could tell how excited he was. Glen was breathing heavily and when he finally broke the hypnotic silence, his voice was deep and husky: "Are you really sure you don't like my cock, young man? If you are, just say 'No' and I'll never bother you again." My mind was in turmoil, I wanted it so bad, but at the same time couldn't allow myself to admit it. I was transfixed like your proverbial deer in the headlights. That's when his cock took the decision for me. It throbbed one more time, the string of pre-cum ripped off, falling down towards the surface of the gurgling water. Without thinking, I darted forward, my tongue stretched out, desperately trying to catch the precious drop all my senses had been focused on. But I was too late, it disappeared in the whirlpool. A sigh of despair escaped my lips. When I looked up at Glen, he just gave me a shit-eating grin. "Don't worry, boy. There's more where this came from. More than you could ever ask for. Now let's get going and find us some private place. I can't wait so see those cute lips wrapped around my fat daddydick. You better work up a lot of saliva, because Daddy never uses any artificial lube. So spit and pre-cum is all the lubrication you're gonna get. Wonder how long it's gonna take your little boyhole to accomodate my thick ass-stretcher." He chuckled lecherously. "But don't worry. Daddy pre-cums a lot and since I never use condoms either, your little fuckhole will be slick with natural lube in no time. And when I rub my slimy cockhead over your quivering hole, you'll be begging to have Daddy's big mancock shoved into you." And he was right. I didn't know much right then, but I knew for sure I'd be begging for it. And I'd mean it. Begging him for his AIDS-load. "Now lets get going. My balls are boiling already: Time to turn you into daddy's cumdump..." He grabbed my arm to pull me with him and I was about to get up, when a voice boomed through the cave-like tiled room: "Hey, Kevin. Here you are. I almost thought you were hiding from me. Ready to take your tour around the place?" Harry was walking towards the tub. Naked, towel around his neck, his big cock dangling in front of him. The gray hair covering his muscular body already matted by the steamy air. I blushed. Finally I muttered: "Er, Glen here has already offered to..." That's when I realized that Glen had gone. He was sitting at the other side of the whirlpool again, his eyes closed, feigning to be asleep. The last couple of minutes might just as well never have happened. But I had no time to think. Harry jumped into the water with quite a splash and sat down next to me, laying his arm around my back. "So, where do you want to go first?" PART III in the making. (Sorry it took me so long. I had to focus on school and at some point I forgot about this story altogether. But right now I'm already halfway through with PART III. I promise. )