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-Tuesday night Katie's Perspective I went to my room after finishing my dinner. The boys were on the couch watching a movie about gay guys and Stephen seemed in a bad mood, making jabs at the movie not doing the community justice etc. I didn't notice anything that was bad, other than the guy's weren't that hot to me. They were too feminine, lacking some muscle it would take to take me, like my boss Mark. My Boyfriend Trevor is hot, and can take me when I need it. But Mark takes me when he needs it, Mark could probably take Trevor, that's how assertive and dominant he is. The thought sent shivers down my spine, I text Trevor that I was going to bed and went and got ready for bed. That's the one down side of living here, not having my own bathroom in my room. The good thing about Mark is that he keeps it mostly about work, we really are busy, and he never messages me outside of work inappropriately. He takes me when he needs to let a load off (or in), and never speaks of it. The next time I see him it's all business, I can't help but get dripping wet though. I feel a little bad for Trevor, but there's no emotion involved, it's straight to sex, Mark uses me for a release and it's clear there won't be more. The front door to the apartment opened and shut, and 3 sets of feet made their way to the boy's bedroom. They're going to have a threesome tonight I guess, pretty standard for these boys. I wouldn't mind watching, but I don't want to make it awkward, I can't imagine it being normal for a girl to sit in on gay guys having sex. Oh well, that's what porn is for. There was some pretty heated conversation happening next door, I couldn't make out what they were saying but from what I noticed during dinner was Stephen wasn't happy and it was probably him. It happened rather quick but someone was getting spanked. I immediately pictured it was me, over Marks knee in his office. I lost count at 20, who ever Stephen was spanking was taking it well. I didn't hear a peep. I brought my laptop out and shared the screen onto my TV, and typed in the usual, 'gay porn for women' and bust out my vibrator. Just in time, because who ever was in the boys room was getting railed just like the guy on my screen. It wasn't long before I came to the thought I had earlier, Mark not only taking me, but being manly enough to take Trevor too. The lucky guy next-door was louder now, I could not only hear the bed, but they were getting vocal. I made out the words, faggot, slut, cum dump, Thomas, and... Girlfriend?" What? I got on my knees and pressed my ear against the wall. Who ever was getting fucked has a girlfriend, 'FUCK!' I thought, I broke my vibrator out and masturbated again, ear to the wall, listening to Stephen and Cory fuck this guy who has a girlfriend. There were some muffled grunts, Stephen called the guy's cock and balls useless, his ass made for cock. Trevor has a great ass, I never thought I'd be into guy's asses before. Thats probably why I can picture Mark taking him, it'd be a sight to see. Who ever is in the next room, loves their girlfriend, but says they also love cock, and is now begging for their cum. There was a thud against the wall, the moaning and grunting was right on the other side of the wall from me, the thought of this guy getting fucked against the wall drove me over the edge and I came, not quietly either. They probably didn't hear it with how hard they were fucking this guy. Who ever it is can really take cock, I hope he comes back for more, it was a hot night for everyone involved.

Tuesday Trevors Perspective I wasn't sore, poppers will do wonders when getting fucked. The only time I have truly been sore was after Thomas, the thought of that night got me hard at work. What Cory said to me came back into mind, "Unless Thomas finds out, then he won't rest until he converts you." Damn, I wonder what lengths Thomas will go through to pop me up. My cock was straining against my shorts. I tried to focus on my work, a guy walked up to my desk, I've seen him before but he's not in my department so I don't know his name. "Can you show me where the "Johnson File" is downstairs?" 'What the fuck would I know about a-', I thought, before realizing his hand was holding his hard cock through his pants. It looked huge. "Yeah let's go find it." I said, brushing my hand against his cock as I stood up. As I squeezed by this man he groped my ass, and we walked to the elevator. In the elevator the man pinned me against the wall, squeezed my cheeks together causing my mouth to open and he spit into my mouth before diving in tongue first. We made out until the elevator stopped moving and the doors opened. He walked in front of me unlocked a door I've never been in before. The room was huge, completely bare of drywall and ceiling tiles, chain link fence separated a few different sections of cardboard file boxes. He unlocked a long chain that was holding the largest collection of boxes, they created almost a wall around the space about 7-8 feet high so you couldn't see inside unless you walked in the gate. The man stripped me down and tossed my clothes to the corner, pinned me against a bare concrete wall and as we made out he wrapped the chain around my wrist. He pulled my hands over my head and strung the chain through a loop in the wall, then clasped the lock shut, locking me to the wall, nude, at work. I was too horny to think about consequences now. The man turned me around and got down onto his knees, diving into my ass. His tongue lubing up my probably still cum coated hole. He stood up and lined his cock up against my entrance, and slowly pressed his massive cock into me. Even without poppers my ass opened up to accept him. I wasn't sore, but my ass knew what was coming and happily obliged. "Fuck, you're cock number 7" I let slip out of my mouth. "What bitch?" he said grinding his cock into my ass pressing me against the wall. I pressed my ass back against him driving him deeper. "You fucked me last night, you were cock number 7, you were my favorite." I said with my face pressed against the cold wall. "How the fuck? Yeah most of the guys who fucked you last night work in this building, Johnny will be down here soon. We know Thomas will be pozing you soon and we all want to fuck you as much as we can until then. You have the best ass." His hands turned my hips down, sticking my ass out further, he picked up his pace and drove his cock in and out of me in long deep thrusts. He went for a while at the same pace, my cock started to get hard which never happens when I have something in my ass. I could feel his cock changing the position of my colon, I could feel his cock pressing against the front of my lower abs. His cock was my favorite of last night, but my mind drifted, I imagined he was someone else, Thomas, pounding into me, sharing his DNA with me. With that thought my cock started to twitch, and without the feeling of a climax my cum started leaking out onto the floor below me. The man saw this, "Holy Shit!" his fingertips pressed into me, his cock drilled into me, and he unloaded deep into me. He pulled out and my ass felt like I had no control over it, it felt gaping, and loose. Cum both dripped to the floor and down my balls and legs. multiple loads from 10 guys in the past 12 hours, now either absorbed by me, or on the floor below me. He man slapped my ass, spit on the side of my face, put his clothes back on and left. I collapsed into the wall and let the chain hold me up, my legs felt weak. As the man left the file room another person entered, I turned my face to see Johnny. "Wow he really did a number on you." he said. "Stephen is pissed, but whatever, your ass doesn't belong to him. If anything Thomas fucked you first." "Are you going to fuck me?" I asked. "Do you want me to fuck you?" "Yes, who else is coming down here?" "Just me today, though one of the guys gave me this bottle to give you." He set the bottle on the ground, it was definitely piss, and a good amount too. He then unlocked the lock, made the chain tighter around my wrists and locked my hands behind my back. His foot kicked the back of my knee and I fell to the ground. He Stripped and squated behind me, mounting me, his cock thrusting into my messy asshole in one thrust. My knees were grinding against the concrete floor, my chest and face also moving against the floor with each thrust. Johnny came rather quick, took the bottle and pressed the open cap into my hole and squeezed the piss into my ass. tossed the bottle across the room and got dressed and unlocked my wrists. "See you later you dirty slut, hopefully before you're poz." - I got to Katie's pretty late and saw her car, my stomach hurt with nerves. I walked up the stairs after texting Cory that I was there and he confirmed Katie had gotten ready for bed and went to her room. It was a long walk, like the walk to the principals office back in school. When I got inside Stephen took me by the wrist which kind of hurt from the chain and walked me to their bedroom, and locked the door. He was pissed and was not shy about expressing that. Stephen pulled my shirt and shorts off and practically tore my underwear off, then pulled me over his knees. He spanked my ass, the skin wasn't sore but man was my ass bruised from the gangbang last night and the fucking I got today. Well now the skin was sore, not only red but starting to show some other colors. I kept quiet, as to not wake up Katie next-door. "I don't know if you deserve our cocks tonight, but you do deserve to have your cunt fucked up. I should call Thomas now and tell him he failed to convert you, and that I have you here for him." "What about the guys from the party?" "Oh you'll get them alright, you're the most famous bottom in the community now after what that bitch Johnny did last night. There's practically a waiting list to use you now. It's like a fucking circus, 'Straight boy that will take dick better than your boyfriend." "Oh fuck, does Thomas know?" "I'm sure he does, but he hasn't put two and two together yet that you're that bottom. Get on the bed on all fours, we're cumming in that ass and then we're going to punish it." I did as I was told and Cory went first. He was so worked up that he came rather quick. Stephen mounted me and kept a steady pace. He started saying all kinds of dirty shit to me, calling my cock useless, that I'm only good for fucking. Making me confess out loud that I love being fucked and that I prefer it over sex with my girlfriend. There was a noise on the other side of the wall in Katie's room. "To the wall" Stephen said. His cock popped out and I walked over to the wall. He pressed me against it with a thud, 'fuck she might wake up to this' I thought. He continued fucking me, my face and chest rubbed against the wall, my ass clapping loudly behind me. Amazing how much more comfortable drywall is to be fucked against than concrete. "Do you love your Girlfriend?" "Yes" I managed between moans. "Do you love cock?" "Yes" "Beg for my cum faggot" I preceded to beg for his cum facing the wall, if Katie was awake she was hearing a desperate cum slut begging for a load. Stephen came deep, pulled out and his and Cory's cum dribbled out. I was taken back to the bed, and pushed onto my elbows and knees, a large toy was pressed against my hole and it stretched me out. Cory pressed it deeper and deeper. then fucked me slowly with it. Pulled it out and a large toy was pressed against my ass. My hole couldn't take it. So Stephen took over and Cory grabbed poppers and maximum impact, put the combo of both into a rag and pressed it against my face. My head swirled, and I started to hear the usual throbbing and seeing stars. The toy slid in without a problem, but it was the largest thing I've had in my ass. I could feel it not only stretching my opening but stretching the rest of my insides. Stephen pushed, and he kept going, I felt it come to a stop, and thats where Stephen started to really fuck me with this monstrosity. The rag was pulled from my face, and refilled with another drop of poppers and another long spray of Maximum Impact. Cory shoved it under my face, the rag stuck between the bed and my open mouth, he then plugged my nose. As my thoughts wandered and my vision went black the toy was popped out of my ass, the last thing I felt before passing out was a hand entering my ass. I came to, I'm not sure how much later but at this point Stephen was fucking my ass with his hand and wrist, pulling it out and shoving it back in, Cory had a go as well. My ass took their hands with ease and My cock released another flow of cum without climax under me, as I felt their hands pressing against my prostate and bladder. It felt amazing, but part of me wished it was Thomas, wrecking my ass to better accept his toxic load.

Angels vs Demons While I had been planning on tapping a few guys that night, I just went home and laid out on the couch. A few bowls of weed later and I was baked like the night before. Occasionally, the image of RJ's shocked face would pop into my mind. It was a little unsettling since I'd never felt bad about any of the other neg guys I'd charged up. Maybe it was because we had such a long history. Still, it was up to him to get back on PrEP before hitting the baths and knowingly taking loads from a poz guy. Or guys. Sunday I woke up and after another lazy morning, I hopped on the apps to see who I could find for a quick NSA fuck. There was no sign of Chase and he'd said he was busy this weekend anyway. None of the others I knew were on, either. I got a few hits from guys but most I dismissed pretty quickly. Some just wanted to party and, of course, I had to supply the favors. That wasn't my scene and I'd had my share of bad tina fucks so I pretty much just avoided those guys. Others had a huge list of what they wanted in their profile, most of which ruled me out but they were still messaging me. One guy wanted me to fuck him while his cuck husband watched. Some were neg4neg and others were safe only. The latter ones got a longer view since I knew many guys said safe only on their profile yet never balked at the raw poz dick going in their ass. I was about to take a break and wait for some new guys to filter in when I got a message. "yo bro wanna lay sum dat poz pipe inna my knokd up cunt?" it said. I chuckled and took a look at his profile. It basically said "skinny poz black bottom up for anything." He was by far the best option I'd seen. He was only a year younger than me, about my height, just skin n bones except for a really nice bubble butt. He was hung too and I'm pretty sure that pissed off a ton of other bottoms since his profile said "don't fuckin ask me 2 top!" "Lookin 4 a recharge?" I sent back. "Don relly care jus figured u dint care i was poz" he replied. He was right, I didn't care and it actually made him more attractive considering I still had images of RJ running through my head. As I read over his profile again he sent another message - "got place 2 myself til 8." The app said he was 2 miles away and after a couple more messages I was on my way. Jogging over, I kept repeating the directions and address since, like with most first meets, I left everything at home including my phone. From our texts I expected a pretty ghetto guy but as I got close the neighborhood was anything but ghetto. I stopped in front of a nice two-flat and dug out the scrap of paper I'd written the address on to make sure I was at the right address. It was just before four and I was right on time. Ringing the bell on #2, it was answered by a slightly thin male voice without any of the language from the texts. "Hi... We talked earlier on... the app" I said, scrambling for words since I wasn't sure I hadn't gotten sent to the house as a prank. "Yeah, this is the right place. Be right down" the voice said out of the speaker. The difference between the language in the texts and what I heard out of his voice was totally different. The language had changed from ghetto to almost schoolbook perfect English. Once he opened the door I knew it was the guy from the profile. The body matched the pics which was always a good sign for a hookup. "Come on in" he said, opening the door. We climbed the stairs and went into a nice, spacious apartment and he led me back to a small bedroom. "I'm crashing with family until I get my shit back together" he said, smiling back at me as he sat down on the bed. He was dressed like most guys I had hooked up with at their place. In his case the shorts were gray sweatpants cut off just about knee length and other than a pair of flipflops he just had a gold chain around his neck and a pair of small diamond stud earrings. My eyes kept roaming and I noticed he had his left nipple pierced with a small black barbell that almost blended in with his skin. His hair was buzzed short and his face was smooth and sexy. Model quality sexy. Further down, his body was also smooth and defined. He looked much better in person than his pics showed. His arms had more muscle but not overly done and I expected his legs would match. "That's cool" I replied. Normally I'd be pulling my clothes off at this point but I was still trying to figure out the disconnect between the texts and the discussion we were having now. He must have sensed something and asked "Everything ok? You looked confused. Am I not what you expected?" I chuckled and replied "Not really... but in a good way. I was expecting..." and I was searching for the right words not to offend him. "A ghetto dude? An aids patient? Some guy with ten year old pics?" he said with a smile, finishing off my sentence. "From your messages... a bit of the first" I started to say and he broke out laughing. "Yeah, most dudes on the hookup sites like that shit so that's how I usually start. And... I was kinda looking for a thug to do me today but when I saw your profile I changed my mind" he said casually. I laughed again and said "I don't do thug, sorry. Rough top, yeah... but not thug. And I don't mind being second choice if this is what I get" I replied, grinning as I pulled my sweaty shirt over my head. "Good... it seems that's all I can get now" he said, slipping off the bed on to his knees in front of me. His hands raised up and I felt them roam over my chest with his fingers gently playing with my nips. "Fuuuuck, you are one hot mother" he moaned out as his hands moved lower until they were tugging on my shorts. Tossing them to the side, he buried his face in my jockstrap while grabbing each of my butt cheeks with his long slender fingers. He pulled my crotch closer to his face and was soon gnawing on the growing bulge with his mouth. A mixture of spit and precum had soon soaked the pouch and I was bending over to rub my hands down his back and into the slightly exposed crevice. Slipping my fingers along the crack and around his hole he got more aggressive with his mouth. Less than a minute later, he had my jock pulled down and was working over the foreskin with his tongue and teeth. His hand wrapped around my ballsack and tugged down. Everything he did made my cock get harder and harder. I could feel some slickness on his ass ring, so I pushed in to get my first knuckle inside. The further I pushed my finger in, he sucked more of my cock into his mouth. My finger plunged all the way into his hole and he clamped down on it. His hole felt damn good and from his actions he knew how to use it. Reluctantly, I pulled my finger free and stood up. My hand wrapped around the back of his head and he was experienced enough to know what I wanted. He was gentle yet determined and a couple minutes later I felt my cock pushing into his throat. The fluid-like motion was so smooth and the firm pressure from his lips felt so good. An experienced cocksucker like this didn't need any guidance on how to service my cock. While Chase had been good just based on his perseverance, this guy was in a completely different league. Even better than RJ. The tip of my cock slipped past his lips and he looked up at me "Damn, you taste amazing" he said before opening his mouth and diving back on to my cock. His nose would bury itself in my trimmed pubes, he'd flex his throat just before pulling back which was driving me crazy. I knew I couldn't let him go on like this for much longer or I'd be dumping my load down his throat. The next time he went all the way down, my hands held him there and I said "So... you want this poz pipe deep in your charged up pussy?" Except for serious chasers, I usually didn't do poz talk during a fuck but since that's how he said "hi" on the app, I figured that's what he wanted. He let out a muffled "mmhmm" before giving a hard squeeze to my cock in his throat. Holding his head I slowly withdrew my shaft and once free I slapped it across both sides of his face. It had been a few years since I fucked a poz guy that didn't get that way from my DNA but I was going to have fun with him. I had a dilemma though - I could fuck him harder doggy style, but he was so hot I wanted to be look at his face as we fucked. Pulling him up to his feet, I drew him closer to me and began kissing him. He let me take the lead but he wasn't really submissive. His tongue was taking some initiative and exploring my mouth just like mine was trying to do to him. Our cocks were both hard and pressed between our bodies, leaking pre over each other's shaft. It was hot making out with him there, I'd kiss him aggressively and then he'd take over. My hands worked their way down his back until I'd grabbed each butt cheek and pulled him closer and then let go slightly. The motion made his body grind against mine, stroking each other's hard dicks with our abs each time. I have always loved hung bottoms. They have an attitude about them that they know what they want and just want you to use the part of their body they want used. I'd even got a few guys that thought they were tops to find out that they were really bottoms needing to get fucked and their dick was just eye candy. As good as he felt rubbing against me and kissing, I did need to feel his ass wrapped around my cock. I gave him a hard tug against me and he broke the kiss, looking at me with a devilish grin. He wrapped his arms around my neck and I gave another tug, pulling up a little. "mmhmm... one more" he whispered in my ear and I did it a third time, much harder. He pulled himself up and wrapped his legs around me. My cock was slick with pre and slid over his taint until it found his waiting hole. As experienced as his mouth was at engulfing my cock, his ass was trying to do the same. I bounced my hips a little and the tip settled in. I'm sure it didn't look as graceful as it does in porn flicks, but a few bounces later and he'd taken the first third of my cock. Unlike many bottoms that were hard as rock during foreplay and then softened up as soon as my cock went in, he stayed stiff. My dick got further and further inside as we rocked and bounced with both of us moaning loudly. About ten minutes after I had entered him, I knew I couldn't keep this up and it was time to move to the bed. I gave a last thrust and then moved us a few feet to the edge of the bed. Crouching down, I leaned him back on the bed and with my dick still in him and began to rock again. His hands let go as I stood up slightly and began to roam over my chest. We looked at each other and soon his grin was back. When I'd thrust in harder, it would disappear while he moaned out but was back quickly. My pace would vary as would his moans, from deep and sultry to a higher pitched squeal when I plowed really deep. Leaning forward, I started to fuck faster. His grin got bigger, showing his perfect gleaming teeth as he started grunting the occasional "oh fuck" or "god yes!" or just an incoherent moan. Once he started to work his ass muscles around my shaft, I knew it was only going to be a few moments before I bred him. He clamped down hard on my cock and screamed out "Fuck yeah! You can't knock me up but I need that cum!" I slammed in a few more times and grinned back at him growling out "Don't be so sure... I'm pretty fuckin toxic and I'm sure as hell gonna try." The moment after he cried out "Poz my ass" I began to shoot. My cock throbbed as each spurt flooded his guts. There were over half a dozen shots that pumped into him. His eyes shot open when he felt me fill him up, or maybe just from my throbbing cock inside his ring. I was panting with my eyes closed as the pulses faded. I said "Nothin like a sexy guy that knows what he needs" as I opened them and saw his face. The grin was gone and he looked scared. A tear dripped out of each eye and down the side of his face. "What's wrong?" I asked softly. It took a minute but he finally said "I don't deserve this..." I laid down on top of him, my cock slipping out of his hole and I wiped the tears away. "However it happened, you'll be ok. Trust me. There's lots of poz guys out there living good lives. You just deal with it as one of life's challenges" I said, trying to calm him down. A minute later I added "Sorry, I thought you were into the poz talk from some of your comments." "I thought I was ready... but I guess not. I'm sorry I ruined it" he replied. We sat there and talked for a while. Eventually, he asked "you really poz?" "Yeah, about seven years" I responded "Fuck... Are you on one of the medications?" he asked. "I was. Ran out with covid and haven't got back on em, which is why I'm really toxic right now" I answered. "So... you only fuck other poz guys?" he asked a minute later, obviously unsure if he wanted to know. "Poz, neg, prep. I don't limit myself that way. It's more important if I have a connection" I said. I didn't tell him that the connection might only be my desire to charge the guy up. "Oh... I don't think I could let a neg guy fuck me. I'd feel too guilty" he said. "If you're undetectable like I was for a few years, then there's no risk. Even if you're not, there's less risk for the top" I replied. "I can't afford the medications since I lost my job last year" he said. We laid there and talked a while and the longer we did, the more comfortable he became. We'd make out for a while and then talk some more. We did that a few times and then I rolled him over, pulled him to his knees and mounted him. This fuck was much slower paced than the first but didn't last very long. The long slow thrusts were much more sensuous than the rutting earlier. The cum inside him from our first round felt great. My hips ground against his ass each time I bottomed out and his moaning got louder until I climaxed. While not as big a load as the first one, it was still pretty big. He clamped down as I pulled free, locking my jizz inside him. We laid there next to each other a moment and I asked him if he came. "No, I usually wait until the guy leaves" he said softly. "You're a bottom, not a second class citizen" I said with a grin. While I don't normally suck dick, I do it when the situation calls for it. I climbed between his legs and licked up the length of his half-hard cock. Wrapping my lips around his cut cock, I nursed on the head a few moments before slowly taking him in. He grew as I sucked and began to moan. I felt his hand gently lay on the back of my head and then pull away before it moved back again. I'll never claim to be an expert cocksucker but his cock fit really well. He was only slightly shorter than me and not as thick. When I finally got my face into his very short pubes, my throat massaged his cock. I felt him twist under me and realized I was about to drown if I kept it up. Instead, I began to bob on his shaft, working my tongue until I felt him tense up. My hand cupped his tight ball sack and then circled the base of his cock just as I felt the pulses shoot out. The first shot hit the roof of my mouth and the rest coated my tongue. His balls must have really been full since I had to swallow twice and still had a nice bit in my mouth. I pulled off, using my lips to collect any cum in my mouth until I got to the head. I knew he'd be sensitive and only lightly grazed the tip with my lips. His face was a mixture of shock and delight. Crawling back up on the bed next to him I licked any remaining cum off my lips and said "Mmmmm, I love the taste of poz cum." A second later, he pulled my head in and began to kiss me, digging his tongue in and swirling it around my mouth. Falling back, he stared at me and said "It tastes like it usually does, just a bit of your spit in there too." Swallowing the last of his load, I grinned back at him. "So, you have a discerning palette?" "I had to. I worked in a high end restaurant and had to be able to describe everything to my customers" he said, completely serious. "Sorry, I didn't mean to question you. I was trying to make a joke" I replied. "No... no. I'm sorry. I'm just used to having people question my sense of taste. You know, like my kind can't have a sophisticated palette" he replied, dropping his chin. I pulled it back up, so he was looking at me and leaned in for another kiss. "What do I taste like?" I asked after I ended the kiss. "Stud bull. Fresh, tender but a little gamey. With a hint of cream on the finish" he said, deadpan, before laughing. We continued talking a little more as we groped each other. Suddenly he jolted up off the bed and yelled out "Oh fuck! They're home. Shit! Get dressed!" We both threw on our clothes. I pulled on my jock, shorts, shoes and then my tank top. He added a tee to his shorts and we walked out of the room down the hallway to the kitchen. "Hi mama. My friend was just about to leave" he said breathlessly. "Hello, ma'am. I'm Craig. Nice to meet you" I said, reaching out to shake her hand. There was another woman about my age behind the guy's mom, rolling her eyes. Mom looked me over and then looked at her son and said "If you're the one that finally got Gabriel here to smile again, then you must be an angel." The other woman looked like she was about to break out laughing and probably had figured out what we'd been doing. I chuckled and looked over and he did have that grin back on his face. I wasn't sure if it was because he truly was happy or because we almost got caught. "I usually get comments comparing me to something with horns and a pitchfork, but thank you. I should get going. It's a long run home" I replied. I'm sure that both of us stunk of cum, mostly from my breath and the growing wet spot on Gabriel's shorts. He walked me to the door, keeping his back side away from the women. Looking at him seriously, I said "I hope to see you soon... Any time you need to talk is ok." I jogged home, my mind was totally scattered and my stomach was churning. Grabbing the key from the doorman, I didn't even stop to chat like I did most of the time. Once back in my condo, I grabbed my phone and pulled up the app. "Hope we meet again. Even just to talk. Take care" was the message I sent off to Gabriel along with my number. My real number.

I am Virginia Beach just relaxing. A 30’s year old guy walks by. I think nothing of it but then he walks by again. He stops and say hello. He is with his family but wonders if there is any side action. I asked what he was looking for? He said he would like to explore guy on guy sex. I asked him if he wanted to go my room. He readily said yes. We got in my room and he quickly removes his bathing suit. He has a wonderful 8” dick which I start to suck, he asks if I fuck and I said sure. He then feels my hole. He says he cannot stay hard with condoms and can he fuck me bare. Sure I said. I put some lube on his dick and my hole and in he goes. He pounds for about 5 minutes until he says he is close. He was going to pull out till I graped his ass to pull him closer I then hear him say oh.no and he cums deep in my ass. He stayed in till he got soft and plopped out. He talked for a while and I could see him getting hard again. We fucked again and he pounded another load up my ass. later I saw him with his family and just smiled

I have always followed the advice my 23 year old brother gave me at age 12. "Fucking with a condom is like washing your feet with your socks on." Truer words were never spoken.

"Look," Bryan explained, "I just want to be very clear. I'll only suck you, and your friend can fuck me. I've heard stories of HIV poz people trying to trick guys. So, don't try anything." Devon and Sam nodded. Devon was to only get sucked while Sam was to do the fucking. "No problem," Sam agreed. "This will minimize the chance of you getting anything." Devon pulled down his gym shorts, and the three of them quickly moved past the awkward conversation they just had. "Damn, that's big!" Bryan thought to himself, "too bad he's HIV positive. I'd love to take that dick some day." Bryan wasn't going to be persuaded, though, he decided. As if sensing Bryan's interest, Devon quickly placed his big cock against Bryan's lips. Bryan started sucking almost instinctively while Sam took off all of his clothes. Before long, Bryan was rock hard and continued to suck, but Devon's admission that he was HIV positive wasn't too far from his mind. Sam moved in behind Bryan, pulled down his swimsuit, and began licking Bryan's hole. Bryan nearly gasped at the incredible pleasure he had forgotten. He spent the four previous years in a relationship and his previous bf didn't like to rim. After a few moments of being eaten, and Bryan moaning while enjoying a huge mouthful of cock, Sam inserted his cock into Bryan's ass. "Mmmmm" Bryan moaned. He continued to suck on Devon's big cock, choking occasionally, as Sam begin increasing the pace in which he slid his less cock. Less thick than Devon's, but somewhat longer, it pleasured Bryan incredibly. "Can I just rub your ass with my cock? I know you want to feel it." Devon offered. Bryan thought for a moment. Despite being incredibly turned on, he replied "No man . I can't risk." "It's okay," Devon answered. "I understand. Sam can give you what you need then." Bryan went back to sucking, put in the thick head of Devon's cock back into his mouth, while Sam picked up his pace. "Fuck yeah!" Bryan said as he took a break from Devon's cock. "Fuck .. fuck." Sam continued to drill Bryan while a load was quickly building in each of them. "You like this cock don't ya?" "Mmm hmm" Bryan mumbled as he tried to suck the big cock and enjoy the long cock owning his ass. Bryan was starting to lose control. The sensations were overwhelming him. He wanted to ask for Devon to fuck him now, but resisted the desire. "I bet you want Devon's big cock in you," Sam suggested. Bryan didn't reply. He tried to ignore the thought and continued to suck hard, moan and take the occasional gasp when Sam drove it all the way in. "Don't worry. You can say it. He won't fuck you. But tell him how much you want his big poz cock in your hole right now." It was as if Bryan was now under a spell. The fresh smell of new cock in his mouth. The huge head choking him from time to time; the long cock invading his ass. He managed to mutter "Fuck yeah. I wish I had his big poz cock in me." Sam alternated between slow deliberate strokes, and quick jabs to make sure Bryan didn't forget the intense fuck he was getting. "What do you want? Sam again asked. "I want that big cock," Bryan panted. "What cock?!" Sam pressed. "I want that poz cock!" Bryan exclaimed. Devon was so turned on by the exchange, he instantly blew his load all over Bryan's face, painting him with jizz. "Good! Because you're getting MY poz cock!" Sam announced as he grabbed Bryan's waist tight and jack hammered his hole. Bryan was both extremely aroused and confused, but instinct took over and he couldn't pull away from Sam as he felt Sam's dick quickly tightening in his hole. Only seconds later, Bryan felt his cock leaking as cum involuntarily jetted out. As if choreographed, Sam unloaded at the same moment and continue to fuck his cum into Bryan as Bryan slowly came to his senses. Bryan collapsed onto the mattress, his head spinning. The best fuck of his life somehow just happened, but he was bewildered. "Wait, why did you say MY poz cock just then?" Devon and Sam were nearly dressed when Sam answered "Oh, I'm actually poz. Devon is clean. You just got stealthed, bitch." Bryan was stunned and didn't know what to say. Before he had a chance to say anything, Devon and Sam were out the door, while Bryan's hole leaked the poz load he was just given.

I was lucky, I was willingly trained by my daddy (friend’s father). He trained me to suck his cock over a few sessions. He said he wouldn’t cum until I had learned to take most of hisi cock down my throat. After about a week I was pretty much taking his cock down my throat up to his balls so he said he was gunna cum in my mouth next time. So, next time he made me kneel in front of him and I unbuttoned his Jeans and took out his cock. I started sucking him the way he taught me. He was grunting an moaning and telling me how much he enjoyed my mouth. He asked if I was ready to swallow his cum so I nodded yes. He just grunted “ fukkin swallow it boy” and I felt his cock tense and his balls tighten as he shot the first jolt of sperm into my mouth. It was warm, salty and thick. He went deeper so the next few jolts went down my throat. I felt spurt after spurt of his hot thick sperm hitting the back of my throat. He ordered me to swallow so I did what I was told and kept on swallowing as fast as he was shooting. He kept his cock in my mouth and made me suck all remaining sperm off his shaft. I loved the smell of his balls and he taste of his seed and was so happy when he told me how much he enjoyed training me to swallow his load and how proud e was of me for swallowing all of it.

It appears that Flora White at least may contain some amount of animal fat, which would account for the need for refrigeration. Color me astonished that Crisco isn’t a global commodity. I guess it just exposes my upbringing in Appalachia - I think everyone’s body here by now must be at least 4% Crisco by volume just because we eat everything fried or with southern-style biscuits (American bread ‘biscuits’, not UK cookie ‘biscuits’). It’s kind of strange now that I think about it that I should have to be shoving Crisco up my ass at all - I ought to be Self-Crisco-lubricating.

Gun oils my favorite. Platinum is also good. Astroglide works well. Coconut oil is lots of fun too. Lots of times though spit and pre-cum is enough for my hole.

So it had been weeks since I'd been out and had any fun. A local guy hosts groups at his apartment a couple of times a week but my schedule had not allowed me to attend as I would have liked. The events fall on different days of the week - some during the day, others are at night. Just like any other group, the number of guys and action varies. I'm on his list, so when the dates for the week popped up in my email I was excited to see a Friday evening that I might be able to attend. The weekend finally arrived, I took care of a few errands after work and then headed over to his place. There were already three men in the back bedroom when I arrived. A young guy was lying back on the bed watching porn while two other guys were going at it. Both were around my age, one lying back on the pillows with the other giving him a blowjob. I went over to the side of the bed and started playing with the nipples of the guy who was getting head. "Play with them, as hard as you like", he said. I did and soon they were both standing over me as I went back and forth sucking their cocks. The first guy was close and put load number one down my throat. By this time, another guy had arrived and was watching the action. He soon moved over to lay back on the bed and I got between his legs, sucking his thick cock. The other guy kneeled at the end of the bed and started licking my balls and sucking me from behind. I could sense another guy had entered the room but I didn't get a good look at him as I was still sucking away at the dick in front of me. The new guy joined the one behind me and they started playing with one another. I have to admit I had only one thing on my mind when I headed to the apartment - getting fucked. I wasn't going to miss an opportunity, especially with two men right behind me. I kept sucking, but slowly raised up on my knees showing my ass. In no time, I heard one guy tell the other to, "take that ass". I felt the bed move as the latest guy to join us lined his cock up with my ass and started pressing forward. While deep throating the cock before me, my tight hole was invaded by this new guy's dick with only spit for lube. I was moaning, it hurt but it was so good at the same time. It wasn't long before I had loads two and three in me, one from each end. The guy fucking me stepped off the bed and his spot was taken by the other guy behind me. A few minutes later, load number four was deposited in my ass. I'd only been there for about an hour and had already swallowed two loads and taken two in my ass raw. A couple of guys left, the others sat around in the front room for awhile and I lay back to watch some porn and wait. The first guy to fuck me came back and asked if I was doing alright. "Yeah - just been awhile since I've bottomed, but thanks for the load." Nice of him to ask. I sat there about half an hour before a tall guy arrived. He stripped in front of me showing off a nice size uncut cock. And to top it off, he had a nice British accent. I love the accent. He joins me on the bed and I suck him, rim his ass for awhile and we 69 before I swallow his load. The British guy leaves and I decide it's probably over for the night. The host had planned for things to be over by 2330 and it was now a few minutes past the hour. I drove out of the apartment complex and headed east. With Covid pre-cautions in place, I wasn't sure the adult bookstore would be open but decided to chance it. Pulling around the circle, I was surprised to find a full parking lot. The place was open for another hour so I didn't have much time. I entered one of the theater rooms showing gay porn and stood in the dark corner. About ten minutes later a young guy comes in and sits on the sofa. He's stocky, wearing a cap, plaid shirt, jeans and boots. He looks like many of the young men from my rural hometown. Maybe he's a student at State? He didn't see me when he came in and soon he whipped his thick cock out and started to enjoy the porn. Out of the corner of his eye he saw me drop to my knees while staring at his cock. There's a small partition preventing any of the other guys who were walking by from seeing me. The young guy joins me behind the partition and I greedily take his amazingly thick cock in my mouth. I'm enjoying it, but after a few minutes he pulls away and is obviously close to losing his load. "Not yet, too close", he says. He was actually trembling as he packed it back in his jeans. No problem, I'm sure he'll be giving it up soon. I move on as there are other men there. I head to the row of booths at the opposite end of the arcade area. I'm not there long when a tall, muscular guy steps up next to me as we both watch a raw fuck porn through an open booth door. A little shuffling of the feet and eye contact before a couple of adjoining booths are open. We enter and I'm on my knees servicing his dick through the gloryhole. Once he's ready, I back up on it with only the earlier loads for lube. Again, I'm tight and it was painful, but I spread my arms against the opposite booth wall and braced myself for the pounding he gave my raw hole. Load number six was planted deep in my ass with the others. Not a bad night. Six loads total, swallowed three and took three in my ass. I can't wait for this upcoming weekend. Maybe I'll get the young guy's load this time.

Bryan couldn't sleep. His mind was racing. The night before, he just got stealth fucked while playing with a couple he met online. Bryan replayed the events in his mind. He was still upset; yet was surprised to find himself rock hard as he recalled Sam exclaiming "you're getting MY poz cock!!!" The fucking was so intense. Bryan let the words echo in his mind as he remembered how he was begging for poz cock. Before Bryan knew it, he was stroking his cock underneath his blanket. He stopped himself as he realized what he was doing. I can't believe I'm jerking off about that asshole that lied and fucked me, he thought. Bryan decided to text Sam and give him a piece of his mind. The text exchange took an unexpected turn: Bryan: i can't believe you fucking lied and came in me Sam: oh i was waiting for this Bryan: what do u mean you were waiting for this? you're a dick! Sam: i don't know what you mean. you begged for poz cock. Bryan: fuck you! you know i thought your friend was poz. Sam: i think you misheard us. why did you yell that u wanted poz cock then? Sam thought for a moment. Did he misunderstand them? No. . he certainly didn't. That was bullshit. But, the question lingered in his head for a moment: why did he beg for poz cock? The texting resumed. Sam: i bet u jacked off thinking about me owning your ass too. u liked my poz cock invading ur ass. Bryan: no, i was pissed. u shouldn't have done that! and u should not have cum in me. that's fucked up! Sam: well, u shouldn't have begged for it. i had no choice but to unload my week's worth of cum in u after you begged for poz cock. Bryan was confused. He was upset; but so aroused. All he wanted to do was keep talking about it. Bryan: omg. u jizzed a week's worth of cum into me?! Sam: yeah, i filled u with a huge load, then fucked it deep into you. u loved it so much, u were trembling. u came just as i unloaded in you. Bryan: well, i only came bc you fucked so good; but i didn't want it. Sam: u wanted it; and you want it again. Bryan: what?! Sam: look i know what ur going thru. i felt the same after i got pozzed. but i know that u want me to come fuck you again. Bryan: uh .. no Sam: u want me and Devon to take turns fucking ur ass. Bryan: well, if u weren't poz, yeah .. i guess i might. Sam: too bad .. Devon flew back to Los Angeles. only cock that could fuck ur hole now is my 8.5 inches of poz cock. Bryan: it's just. idk. it was so hott. but idk Sam: you know what u want. ur just afraid to admit it. i'll make this easy. im going to take a quick shower. and then i'm coming over. if u want me to fuck ur ass again, leave the door cracked open, and then be there waiting naked for me. Bryan: are you crazy? like im just gonna let you fuck me again like that?! Sam: i'll be there in 30 minutes. if the door is open, i'll come back to your bedroom and eat ur ass and shove my big cock back into ur hole and give you what u rly want. Bryan's heart was beating so fast. He stared at the words on his cell phone; but didn't know what to do. he decided not to reply; so that he wouldn't be tempted. The moments that past seemed like an eternity. "Should I leave the door open?" Bryan wondered to himself. "what the fuck am I thinking?" he asked himself. -- About Thirty Minutes Later -- Sam found what he expected. Bryan's door was cracked open. The only light he could detect was a nightlight in the hall leading back to Bryan's bedroom, also left open a crack. Sam let himself into Bryan's room and admired the smooth young ass that he was about to own. Bryan heard the creak of the door. Stomach down and ass up, his head was turned away from the door. He couldn't look Sam in the eye, even though he his cock was hard with anticipation. Sam started by licking Bryan's hole. Bryan tried not to make any noise but slipped out a "mmmm." Sam took off his shirt and shorts. Then, he wet the tips of his fingers with spit and applied it to this thick mushroom tip. He ate Bryan's ass some more to make sure Bryan was primed. Sam climbed atop of Bryan and slid his cock into Bryan's crack. "Just don't be so rough this time," Bryan whispered. "Shhh," Sam hushed Bryan and slowly pushed his cock into Bryan's tight wanting hole. "Oh fuck, go slow" Bryan replied. He nearly forgot how much it hurt at first. "Shh, " Sam replied again. "OH MY GOD," Bryan belted out. "fuck. so big. fuck!" Sam slowly worked his cock into Bryan's hole, and slowly picked up the pace. The pain eased to pleasure as Bryan once again got used to the large cock inside him. Sam whispered into his ear, "i know you wanted it . you're such a whore for poz cock now." Bryan didn't answer. He didn't know what to think. Al he knew is that it felt amazing. Sam jammed it all the way in; and left himself pushed in; and said to Bryan "tell me you want my poz cock." Bryan was too afraid to say anything. "Tell me," Sam insisted "or I'll stop fucking you now." Sheepishly, Bryan muttered "i want poz cock." "What?!" Sam demanded. "I want your poz cock" Bryan said somewhat louder and then grunted while Sam gave him another jab. "You don't sound very certain. Say it and mean it bitch!" Sam ordered as he pick up his pace. "I WANT YOUR POZ COCK!" Bryan complied; and his body shuddered as he felt the big cock owning his ass again. "You want it harder?" Sam asked. "FUCK YEAH! Fuck me harder!!!!" Bryan could hear himself yelling, in disbelief that he was begging for Sam's cock again. Every time Bryan thought about stopping, the waves of pleasure he felt kept him from denying the cock he was enjoying so thoroughly. "Where should I cum?" Sam asked as he was getting close to cumming. Bryan was nearing his climax as well. "Cum in my ass!" Bryan replied. "Fuck your poz cum into my ass!!!!" Bryan screamed as he felt his cock about to explode. "Here it comes! Take my poz load you slut!" Sam retorted as he jack-hammered Bryan's hole and unloaded inside him. "FUCK!!!!" Bryan shouted as he erupted as well. It felt like Sam was pumping a gallon of cum into Bryan. Sam finally got off Bryan and immediately started putting on his clothes. "Wait," Bryan said as he tried to make sense of this frenzied fuck. "Sorry, gotta go. Text me next time you need another poz load fucked into you, bitch." And with that, Sam had left; and Bryan felt a satisfaction he never expected he could feel.

After receiving many messages from a negative bottom here on breeding zone, I finally responded, and we began some back and forth pozzing chat. I told him how much I enjoyed fucking a tight hole raw with the sole purpose of knocking-up the bottom. He responded saying how much he wanted to be my bottom pig. After a few months of message exchanges, I told him I was ready for him to follow through, or to quit messaging me. He replied saying he was a four hour trip from my town, and he would plan a trip to my locale, and would get back to me with the details of the trip. Well, a month passed before I heard back from him, and was somewhat surprised when he opened saying he had booked a hotel room nearby for an upcoming weekend. I was skeptical, but just in case I told him to let his beard keep growing and not to let anyone fuck him until after our weekend. The Friday of his projected arrival, I had dinner and just watched some TV, not expecting him until fairly late as he wouldn't even commence his trip until after he got off work. Around 10:30, I got a call from him, letting me know he was at hotel. He sounded nervous, so I reassured him he'd be fine. I got in my truck and drove the 30 minutes to his hotel room. When he opened the door, I was surprised at how sexy he was - at (approximately) 5' 9", beefy with a belly, and a beautiful bushy brown beard growing up onto his chubby cheeks. He invited me in, and I could see how nervous and scared he was, so I gave him a big hug to break the tension. He relaxed, and I pulled his mouth to mine and gave him a deep kiss which lasted nearly a minute. "Damn you're a sexy cub," I told him, and asked where my bourbon was. He quickly grabbed the bottle he brought, and poured us a few drinks. As he did, I removed my shirt and hat, and made myself comfortable on the bed. He joined me, and as we drank he rubbed my belly and tits, and my cock began leaking precum inside my jeans. Once the alcohol was kicking in, I told him to get naked for me, and he quickly did, showing me a sexy cub covered in fur from head to toe. As he stood beside the bed, his 5" cock was arching upwards, oozing clear fluid out the tip. "Get my boots off, boy." I ordered, and lit my pipe. When he was finished, I had him put his head back on my chest and start sucking my nipples. So I'm just leaning back enjoying my pipe as he's working my nipples, and I ask him if he's ready to suck my dirty cock. He nods, and I tell him to remove my jeans and get between my legs. I start stroking my cock, working more precum out, as the cub watches me eagerly. "You sure you want it, boy? You want my cock in your mouth?" I grabbed the back of his head and guided him down on my cock. Seeing his hairy mouth open wide for me just makes me harder. "Suck it slow, boy- remember this first load is for your ass. I've been saving it all week just for your hole." The cub slowed his pace, and, looking down between his legs, I could see his cockhead was a bright red, and it glistened with his own juices. Pulling him off my cock, I positioned him on all fours, along side me, his hole convenient to my position. Gently fondling his balls, I segued to stroking his hole as I finished my pipe. He whimpered in pleasure as, initially, I rested the warm bowl of my pipe against his tight ballsack, only to slide it onto his crack and rest it on his opening. I can see his hole clench. Smacking his ass, I told him "What a good little fucktoy you're being. Put your head on the bed, pig, and keep your ass absolutely still for me." Now milking my cock, I scooped-up some of my precum, rubbing it on his puckered hole. "You like having daddy's tainted cum on your pussy, don't you, boy?" "Yes, sir," he unhesitatingly grunted. Noticing a string of clear cum leaking from his cock, I caught it with my fingers and added to the precum I had earlier applied to his hole. A finger inserted into his hole met resistance, but I keep going, urging "Open up boy. You got some of my precum in you now." He moaned in approval. Repeated I finger-fucked his hole, increasingly roughly, enjoying his moans as my assault intensified, and even more enjoying the tint of red that was showing-up on my fingers. It was time to progress to the next level. Getting to my feet, I had the bottom position his ass at the edge of the bed, which was the perfect position for me to slide my cock up and down his crack, spreading more of my toxic load onto his hole. He held perfectly still, even if breathing hard. Finally I began to work my head a little deeper, urging "Take my poz cock, baby. Open up for Daddy." While I couldn't understand the words he grunted, I could understand his level of excitement: he was actually cumming on the bed, and I wasn't even inside his hole. Naturally I quickly shoved my rock hard seven inches in his ass. He flinched in pain, even perhaps intending to extract himself from my control, but instead I held him still, as I hammer-fucked his ass. "Stop, man, stop," he demanded, but I wasn't about to comply. Without pausing in my thrusts, and as my balls tightened, I snapped "You're taking this load, pig, shut the fuck up!" His moans continued, which added to my perverse pleasure in seeing the streaks of red which alternated with the precum with which my cock was coated. So I fucked him still harder, ever harder until finally my balls erupted, shooting my six-day load deep inside his ass, my cock twitching inside my new pig. Panting hard, I announced "That's it baby. Take your first dirty load. Let it soak in. Let it make you a whore." His head hung low, his body frozen as I finished stroking my final drops of toxic cum into his coated boy cunt. Afterwards my cock plopped out and his hairy hole slowly closed, but not before I saw a little bit of my load leak out - so I scooped it up and pushed it back in. Waste not want no, you know. Lighting my pipe anew, I lay on the bed, ordering the pig to join me, gesturing for him to lay his head on my chest. Some tears ran down his face, and he hugged me for support. "Hush, there, Pig, it will be okay," I cooed, and when he calmed down I guided his mouth to my cock. He knew what to do, and without a word licked my tool and crotch clean. "Look me in the eyes," I ordered, and with my cock still lodged in his mouth, but his eyes were fixated on mine, I took a draw on my pipe, and admonished "Remember the taste of that cock. It's the one that knocked you up." We fell asleep, and twice in the remaining hours of the night I bred him again. In the morning I left for the day, but came back Saturday night and managed to fuck four more loads into him before he left Sunday afternoon. I continued chatting with him online, until finally eight weeks later he messaged me to let me know it took. He was officially knocked up. He let me know it made him hard to think about it, but he was scared and wanted to come visit again. I replied "No. My job is done, pig. You gave me your cunt to fuck and to knock up, and I did that. You're a whore now. Go fuck strangers. Go fuck bookstore trolls and old men. Go share your little bear pussy with anyone who wants it. You're a cumdump now. I prefer negative boys." He deleted his account the next day. NEXT!

Load number 3 in my tight cunt. The strong, hairy beast on top of me roared as his grip on my ankles tightened and he added his seed to the sperm cocktail churning around inside me. He smelled like sweat and cigarettes. Combined with the smell of piss in the gas station bathroom and chemicals in my throat, it made my head spin. He rolled up a ball of spit behind his crooked teeth and shot it at my face. It was thick and a little bubbly, like his cum. His cock inside me felt natural, like it was filling up an empty hole inside me. “Good slut!” he exclaimed, satisfied. I moaned as he slipped his cock out and I suddenly felt incomplete. He jammed two fingers into me roughly. Some of the cum leaked out of my ass and dribbled down my legs. I put on my g-string and denim cutoffs. He put ten bucks into my back pocket and kissed me. Some wads of his own spit got caught on his mustache. I normally didn’t ask for payment outside of work; hell, sometimes I would pay to get my ass creamed. But I was low on drugs, and it turns some guys on to shell out a few bucks afterwards. It reminds them of how little I’m worth. He hopped in his car, and I got back on the street, struggling to keep the loads in my ass. Almost 1AM, and the roads were empty. Everything was dark except for the street light and the neon lights at the sports bar the block down. Properly lubed up and feeling piggy, I could finally go to work. A little buzzed from my booty bump earlier that day still, every few steps felt like one, and keeping track of time was difficult. Every sound made me jump. The hot, stickiness grinding between my asscheeks and slowly trickling down my legs made the walk better. I’m 20, 5’9”, Asian, perfectly smooth, waxed all over my entire body, and fit. A lot of guys liked that. Some people told me touching me was like feeling a girl, but my pussy is tighter, and I’m sloppier, hungrier, trashier, and longer-lasting than any girl they’ve fucked before. I arrived at the basement club. Barry, the guy at the desk, knows me by now. The only reason he lets me do what I do here is because sometimes I let him fuck me. Over the course of my career, he’s pumped me with enough sperm to fill my body. “The boys are downstairs at the back of the maze,” he said. “Don’t cause any trouble, fuckin’ tweaker. Don’t want you to pass out again – I’m not taking care of you next time.” I don’t remember what life was like before I was a trashy slut anymore. No... I was always one. This is who I am. I was born and destined for this life. The maze was dark, but plenty of dicks and dirty words graffitied onto the walls stopped you from running into them. Besides, I knew where to go. I walked into the sling room. A white, flickering light swung from the ceiling, creaking as it rocked back and forth. Fourteen guys stood there, either in leather chaps and harnesses or dressed normally and rubbing their bulges through their jeans. Some of them were handsome, some of them were trolls. All of them were at least 35. Bags of white crystals, pipes, and points were being passed around the room. One of the guys was packing a giant three-foot bong with weed. Backwards hat, basketball shorts, chiseled body. He was one of the younger ones. They greeted me warmly and handed me a bottle of coke, which I assumed was spiked with GHB. I took two large gulps. Maybe it was placebo effect, but I immediately felt the room turn floaty and my body felt hot. “Yo Ricky, you sure we can fuck this kid raw?” one guy said. His voice was booming. He was wearing a ski mask and was a tall, broad-shouldered and broad-chested man. He had a gut, but you could tell he was strong and could snap me in half easily with his titanic arms. The bulge through his jeans ran down his thigh. “Hell, I think I’d break him apart. He’ll be feeling my dick in his throat when I fuck that little pussy.” “Then break him apart, John. What, ya worried about the kid? You like him or somethin’?” Ricky said. The masked man squints at me through his eyeholes, grabs my chin, and runs his tongue up my neck, over my jaw, and up my cheek. My face was still sticky from being spit on by the guy in the gas station bathroom. His other hand slides down my back and tailbone until his middle finder rubs my g-string right over my ass. The strap is now sticky, warm, and soaked with the cum oozing out of my hole. I moan as I feel his breath against my face, like a wolf about to eat his prey. “Nah,” he snarled. “I don’t feel nuthin’ for him. Hey boy. I’m gonna shred your lil’ pink cunt, and then I’m gonna knock you up with my lil’ babies.” The other men laughed. My chest fluttered. My ass had been loosened up by the past few fucks that night, but a gangbang will wreck your hole enough. I was already nervous, but his dick looked like a python. Ricky was my pimp, boss, and master. He’s Italian, tall, strong, hairy, and had dark features. He perpetually smelled of cigarettes. He’s not associated with the mob, and he doesn’t kill people... with guns anyway. Ricky’s a businessman who sells bodies, but he has his moral standards. He doesn’t kidnap boys because he knows there are boys like myself who seek him out, who willingly become his whores... and that’s what keeps him passionate about his work. The jock handed me the bong, its giant piece packed full with what looked like a small shrub. He handed me the lighter. “Torch it, man. It’s gonna be a long night for you.” “Thanks,” I said, holding the carb and putting the fire to the weed. I sucked. One... Two... let the fire go. Three feet of glass instantly filled up with a thick white smoke. As the grass burned the smoke turned so thick it had a yellowish hue. Just as I released the carb, John shoved my head down, forcing my mouth over the hole. He held it there as I inhaled until I felt the smoke basically fuck my lungs. I choked, smoke flying out the sides and through my nostrils. “Yo, suck it you little bitch! If you can’t even take that, how are you gonna take fourteen cocks?” the jock yelled. It took me four full inhales to clear the smoke. Meanwhile, John slowly unbuttoned my cutoffs from behind. They fell to the floor around my boots. His hands floated up to my chest and he grabbed my small pecs as he nibbled my ear. I passed the bong to the next guy, but my head was already spinning wildly. I coughed for a full five minutes while the men offered me more of the coke and felt me up all over my body. I felt the blood vessels in my eyes instantly constrict. Everything was slow, I was so high I could barely utter a word or respond to what anyone else was saying or doing, and my skin felt hypersensitive. The men moved in on me. Countless dirty hands (some even with rings!) and tongues slobbered and violated me. A fat finger entered me. I was so high it felt like the first thing to enter my ass all night, an incredibly new and fresh feeling. I moaned, louder than I thought. It almost startled myself, I was practically yelping with pleasure, like a virgin getting his sweet spot gently tapped for the first time. I was drowning in men’s bodies. The high was so strong, their dirty talk was only a buzz in the distance. All I could really hear was the loud heartbeat in my ears and my own moans of ecstasy. “His ass is so warm and sticky already. How many guys did he let cum inside him?” “What a sloppy piece of trash. I can’t wait to get my turn at that cunt.” “I call dibs first.” “I’ll take his mouth then. Don’t waste the meat.” A few chuckles. Some guy was now eating my ass. His face was buried between my asscheeks, his tongue wriggling furiously against my hole. I could feel his unkempt beard rub all over my ass. I was euphoric. I love my job, I thought to myself. By becoming less than human at a young age, I’ve descended into a world of drugs, cock, cum, and service, and feeling my body being pleasured, knowing that these men wanted to pleasure their cocks using my holes, knowing I was nothing more than a sloppy cum rag to wipe their dicks with, a vessel for their cum... That fulfilled all of my inner desires. “More!” I screamed. “Cock... fuck me... breed me... use me!” I moaned incoherently as they touched me. “Aw yeah, the pig wants it. Oink, oink!” one of the men snickered. “Where’s the T? Someone put that slut in the sling and wrap a tourniquet around his arm.” “Man, if this kid’s parents could see him now.” More laughter, this time louder. Ricky watched in the corner, taking his turn at the bong. The man loved to indulge, but always stayed in control, making sure his money-maker didn’t get too out of line or refuse any of the men their pleasure. Continued in Part Two.

I was in High School when this all went down. It was the summer, and I had just turned 18. I was looking forward to basketball camp at a University about 40 miles from my home town. This was the type of basketball camp where we stayed in the mostly empty dorms for the 5 days we were there. The first day was a hard one, the instructors were tough. My group was paired off with a freshman University player. He was tall, of course, maybe 6'7" or so. He was very good looking and mixed race. He looked like he might have been 1/3rd black or possibly half black. He wasted no time in shucking his shirt, and wow...his body was ripped. You could see every muscle in his body. He had a tiny bit of hair in the middle of his chest, which I found very attractive since I barely had any hair except my pits and crotch. I noticed his ass and crotch as he demonstrated moves for us. His ass was the definition of a bubble butt, I swear you could probably bounce a brick off of it and he was no slump in the crotch department, his bulge was prominent. I don't know why I was noticing all of that. I have a girlfriend, maybe it's because I hadn't seen such a well developed man this close in person and about my age. He also worked with us one on one and every time it was my turn it felt like he was deliberately making sure his skin touched as much of my skin as possible. The smell of clean fresh sweat was extremely intoxicating and I was glad I had worn my jockstrap to keep my cock down. Why was this turning me on? I guess it had been two weeks since I got to hookup with my girl. She was at church camp and my basketball camp overlapped her camp by a day. I was blessed with a pretty decent sized cock, about 7.5 inches, cut and quite thick. I could also cum multiple times in a row without going limp and I was a shooter. So not having been able to fuck in over two weeks was beginning to take it's toll on me. We finally had a lunch break and we broke off into our groups to eat, our instructor, Jerol, sat with us, more specifically, sat right next to me on the grass. We all laughed and talked. Turned out his dorm room was in our building with the rest of the guys. By the end of the day we all were fast friends, including Jerol. We all retired to our dorm buildings, and settled in, and began readying for a much needed shower time. I was on the phone with my girlfriend while everyone else went and showered. She kept me on the phone for at least 45 minutes and I finally convinced her I had to go or there'd be no hot water left. My three other roomies were already back in our dorm talking to their girlfriends or family. I got my stuff together and went to the shower area. It was locked up! Why would they lock up the shower area at all? I didn't understand, I thought this area was open 24/7. Just then Jerol came down the stairs and saw me standing at the door holding all my shower gear. He said,"sorry man, I didn't know anyone was left, but hey, there's a shower area on my floor and they keep it open all the time for us that stay over the summer. I followed him up to his floor and he showed me the shower area, it was actually a lot nicer than ours. He started to undress in front of me, which was cool by me, I've seen plenty of naked bodies. I was shucking my clothes as well. That's when I saw out the corner of my eye his huge cock. It had to be 7 inches soft and thick as a coke can. I couldn't stop glaring at it. I broke out of my trance when he started walking towards me with his monster swinging at my eye level as I sat on the bench trying to cover my thickening cock. "Come on man, let's get some soap on our ass and balls," Jerol said while patting my face. I reluctantly got up carrying my towel in front of me to hide my growing erection. He started the showerhead first and while his eyes were closed I was able to put my back toward him and hide my dick. It was a "hard" situation to shower next to this hung god and hide my erection the whole time. Once we were back to the locker area drying off Jerol began putting oil all over his body. He said,"most black guys have to use lotion or oil on our bodies after a shower so are skin doesn't get ashy." I told him I had to do that during the winter myself. Jerol asked, "Hey man, can you get my back and shoulders, I can't ever get to all of it," I said "sure, but you'll have to sit on the bench, because you're kinda too tall for me to reach your shoulders." We both laughed and he sat down, still naked. I had gotten my underwear and shorts on at least. As I rubbed the oil on his back and shoulders he let out a light moan. It took my by surprise and I froze. "Man after today's workout, your hands just feel so good on my sore muscles, do you think you could massage me?" Jerol asked. I was reluctant, I hadn't ever touched another guy like this, but I desperately wanted to keep touching him. His skin felt like velvet stretched on top of tight muscles so I agreed to massage him. He quickly stood up and grabbed his stuff and said,"come on, let's go to my dorm room so it's more comfortable." I just did what he asked and followed him. Once we got inside, he pulled off his shorts and laid down on his bed in just his underwear. He told me to straddle him and work on his shoulders. I did as commanded as if in a trance. His hands eventually started rubbing my thighs as I massaged his shoulders, I was hard as a rock and there was no hiding it. I thought,"thankfully he can't see my erection about to bust out of my shorts." It was at that exact moment Jerol flipped over lifting my body easily on his ass and as he turned over my ass slid across his butt, then hip, and rested right on his crotch. I was frozen in fear as he saw my erection and I quickly tried to put my hands over it. Jerol laughed and said,"relax man, you're not the only one enjoying this," It was then that I realized I wasn't just sitting on his crotch, I was sitting on a steel rod of about 10 inches and thick as my arm. Jerol smiled a Hollywood smile at me as his hands went to my bare hips and began stroking my exposed skin, he wasted no time fishing my cock out of my shorts and started jerking my cock with his oily hands. "You're pretty hung for such a young white boy," Jerol complimented me. I was shaking I was so nervous, I pushed myself off of him and blurted out,"I'm not gay, I have a girlfriend! That's why I was late to the shower." Jerol smiled that smile at me again, and grabbed my hand, pulling me back toward him next to the bed. "It's cool man, I've got a girl too, she's back in her hometown for the summer though, and men like us have needs. We're just helping each other out." Jerol explained. I couldn't say anything as he slowly pulled my shorts and underwear down to my knees where my raging hardon was right in front of his sculpture like face. In one swift movement he took my whole cock down his throat. My knees buckled and I almost lost it. I'd never felt anything like that before. To be deep throated in that manner was something completely new to me. His large hands practically covered both my ass cheeks as he used them to pull my body forward causing me to throat fuck him. He was going at such a speed I suddenly realized I was about to cum. I grabbed his head and hoarsely said,"SHIT! I'm gonna cum!" I unleashed a torrent of cum, blasting down his throat. He kept sucking me and swallowed every drop. I was weak as my cock was still lodged in his throat. He gently moved me to the bed and slowly pulled off my cock. I was still rock hard and out of sorts. Confused by what had just happened. Jerol stood up and yanked off his shorts and underwear, he got onto the floor on his knees in front of me, and quickly pulled off my clothes. He went down on me again, sucking in my hard dick down to my balls. He was a pro, I'd never had anyone suck my dick all the way down and certainly not at this speed and expert level. He made his way down to my balls and began licking and sucking them as his oily hand stroked my boner. I was in heaven, I just laid back and let him pleasure me. Every time I felt like I was about to bust another load, his hand would slow down or stop as he continued to lick my balls, his tongue was so long it was stretching out and licking my taint even. That felt good too. He lifted my legs up so that my ass cheeks were almost resting on his thick muscular shoulders, one hand wrapped around my thigh and continued to stroke my cock, he used this position to suddenly push my hips up and within a second his tongue was on my asshole! Holy fuck that felt good. I began to relax even more as he licked my hole, he would flex his tongue and start to dart it in and out of my loosening wet hole. I was beginning to leak precum steadily. He pivoted my body so that instead of my ass hanging off the bed I was now on the bed with my legs up and he crawled up onto the bed between my legs with his tongue still inside my hole. He grabbed the oil and poured a bunch on his huge cock, I was amazed at how incredibly thick and long it was. His dickhead looked like golf ball on the end of a extra long beer can. He crawled up to where our cocks were rubbing against each other, he was jerking both of us off at the same time. He grabbed my hand and put it on his dick. This was the first time I'd touched it. It felt oddly satisfying and strange to be stroking another guy off, let alone masturbating a cock that my hand couldn't even fully reach around. I could see little pearls of precum popping up out of piss slit and saw a tattoo of a 4-leaf clover on below where his waistband would've been and below that some sort of tribal design, it looked like something from Resident Evil 7: Biohazard. It's cool he's a gamer too! But currently I was mesmerized by how beautiful and big his cock was in my hands. He pulled my legs up to his shoulders and began to thrust his monster against my cock and balls as he leaned over my and his face got closer to mine. He was telling me, "damn, you're so hot, you're making me so horny with your tight white body." This strangely turned me on even more as he thrusted his body against mine. Eventually I noticed that his thrusting movements had somehow changed our position a bit and his gigantic cock was now rubbing up and down my ass crack. Occasionally his cockhead would catch on my hole and apply some pressure. It actually felt amazing. I didn't know my asshole could make me feel so good. It was making me think I might cum again. More and more his cockhead would catch on my hole and more and more it felt like it was beginning to penetrate my hole. Just a little bit, like the outter ring maybe. It hurt, but with all the oil, it was still feeling more good than bad. He was breathing hard and when I looked at his face, his mouth was open and he was panting as he thrust onto my hole. I was beginning to feel like a piece of meat, and I'm embarrassed to say it made me hornier. At some point during one of the times his dick caught on my hole and slightly penetrated me, he pushed harder with his weight, and I felt his cock enter me, just about an inch or two, but it had hit something extra tight right inside my butthole. I felt like I had just been ripped open. I screamed but his massive muscular body held me tight in that position. I pleaded, "oh fuck, take it out man. It hurts to much. Pleeeassse take it out." Jerol said,"if I take it out right now, it's gonna hurt way worse, just don't move okay? I didn't mean to enter you, I'll take it out in a minute when your hole relaxes." I did what he said, I just laid there, not moving a muscle. He stayed still with his huge cock lodged a couple inches inside me. Tears began to leak out my closed eyes from the pain. I opened them and looked at him. His face was full of lust and it looked like he enjoyed seeing my tears. "Jerol, please take it out, it hurts so bad," I begged. It was actually beginning to loosen up, but it still hurt like hell and I didn't want to tell him there was "less" pain now. "I'm sorry," Jerol replied,"I didn't mean for it to go inside you, I promise when you loosen up and relax, I'll take it out." His hips began to gently rock, not really thrust or anything, but his cock was moving inside me, but not going deeper. I was beginning to feel better, it still felt painful, but not like the initial pain. I told him I thought it was loosening up and he could probably take it out now. He said,"okay baby boy, let me put some more oil on it so that it will come out easier." He grabbed the oil and liberally poured more all over his cock and my hole. He laid on top of me with his face buried in my neck, he started to kiss my neck and as I relaxed more, I felt his cock actually go deeper inside me! "Ouch ouch ouch! Jerol! Please, this hurts so bad, you're going deeper." I pleaded. His kisses became more frantic as he worked his mouth up my neck and to my cheek, his thick soft lips locked onto mine. This was the first time a guy had ever kissed me, and it felt so good. He had some thick lips and as they worked my lips, his tongue opened up my mouth, I immediately let his tongue enter my mouth and I began kissing him back, hard. I was in so much lust. I felt myself break out in a sweat as I kissed back with all my might, when I realized his cock was going in deeper again. I was moaning into his mouth from the pain when all of a sudden his pushed his weight down on me and my hole broke open, he sank about half his cock into me. I cried out loud, but he had his hand on behind my head and my mouth was locked onto his mouth. I screamed into his mouth as he began pumping his huge cock in and out of my torn hole. I was hitting his shoulders and sides with my fists, but they didn't seem to phase him at all. He finally broke our kiss and grabbed my wrists, yanking them above my head. "Listen here bitch, I haven't fucked in a week, and you gave up your pussy real quick, so relax, I need this," Jerol commanded. I was crying now as he held onto my wrists and was pumping 4-5 inches in and out of my incredibly stretched tight hole. I cried to him,"Please Jerol, take it out, it hurts so bad." He replied by reaching for his phone and setting a timer for 5 minutes, Jerol told me,"Just let me go for 5 minutes, I'll take it out then okay?" He continued fucking his cock in and out of my hole, and kept going deeper. At some point, he was deep enough he hit something, I guessed it was my prostate. It felt really weird, like I had to piss or cum or both. I have to admit that when his gold ball cockhead hit me there it sent shockwaves through me. I resigned myself to letting him fuck my hole for the remainder of the 5 minute timer because, well, it did feel really good when he hit that spot even though I felt like my hole was being torn a new one. I looked at the timer and it had been 4 minutes, he somehow had worked all ten inches into my tight hole and now my prostate was getting a constant barrage of pleasure despite the pain I felt in other places. The timer finally went off, and he reached over to cancel it. I sighed in relief while he was still balls deep in me. He said,"fuck man, I'm almost ready to cum, just let me go a little bit longer, I can tell I'm hitting your g-spot now, you can't hide how much you like my cock hitting your good spot. I replied,"No, I mean, yes, you're hitting something and it feels fuckin good but it still hurts in other places, you're just too big." Jerol continued,"Please, I'm so close to cumming, just give me a few more minutes? Please? You're so hot, and your hole is the tightest I've had, just a couple minutes?" He said all this while gently flexing and pumping his cock against my prostate, making me shoot a tiny bit of precum onto my belly. I counter negotiated with him, "If I let you go a few more minutes, you gotta put a condom on if you're gonna cum." He smiled like he'd won. He said,"Okay man, I'll put a condom on, but you gotta let me cum in you, it's the only way I can bust." "Okay, but go slow when you put it back in and just cum if you have on a condom." I said. Jerol grabbed a condom, and gently pulled out of my hole. I felt very empty, and although I felt relieved, I also really missed that feeling my prostate had. Jerol wrapped up his cock and spread a ton of oil onto his cock. He positioned it on my hole and slowly re-entered me. It was slick and still felt tight as hell. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock and felt his ten inches slowly sink into my battered hole. He bottomed out and began to long dick me. I still had my hand on his cock as he piston fucked me, he was hitting my prostate at a much faster speed now and my eyes rolled back into my head as the intensity built up. He was pounding my ass now I felt his huge cock fucking past my hand right into my hole so deep and fast. I felt my asshole hairs in between my fingers and hands as his cock pounded away. I didn't have much hair on my asshole though, maybe I was feeling his pubes. Jerol was panting and breathing hard,"You want my cum bitch? Say it. Tell me you want this nigger cum in your white boy pussy." He was wrecking my prostate so good, I just went with it and started to tell him, "fuck my white boy pussy, I want your cum deep in me." We kept trading filthy talk which made me even hotter, I was feeling his monster fuck my hole with my hand and suddenly I felt another orgasm racing through me, I couldn't even talk, I tried to say I was cumming but couldn't, I blew a pint of cum all over our bodies. My cock was spraying our naked bodies when he slammed balls deep into me and roared. I felt his cock become even thicker against my straining anal walls as it was shooting cum like a fire hose into me. My hand on his cock felt it blasting through his shaft and out his cockhead buried deep in my bowels. He started to pump his cock in and out of me again, faster this time. I said,"didn't you cum?" Jerol replied,"fuck yeah, I unloaded and bred you good, but I've got one more for ya so hang on." He was fucking the hell out of my now limp body. I took my hand off his pistoning cock and as he slam fucked my hole I looked down at my hand to see it slick with oil but also ten or twelve pieces of rubber stuck all over it. I realized the condom hadn't just broke, it was shredded. "Jerol! Stop! Stop! The condom broke!" He was fucking my weak limp body so hard now he didn't pay attention to me and blew another huge load inside me. I laid there and let him cum inside me having no strength to fight his large muscular body. He began very slowly pulling out of my hole. I told him again,"Jerol, I told you to stop, the condom is shredded," Jerol, looked at my hand covered in condom pieces, and said,"Yeah I think it broke when I was putting it in your hole, you were just too tight man." I looked at him in shock. "Why didn't you say anything?" Jerol responded,"We made a deal, you said I could cum in you if I had a condom on." I asked if I could use his toilet, as I needed to try and shit out his cum. He told me his didn't work, I'd have to use one in my dorm or the ones in the shower area. I put my clothes back on as he laid naked, his cock half hard slick with oil and cum still on his dick head. I don't know why I did it, after feeling so used and worthless, but I went over and sucked his cock clean, he pulled my head off his cock and told me I'd better get back to my room because it was curfew. I went down to my floor and it dawned on me I couldn't use our dorm bathroom to shit out Jerol's cum. I tried the shower area again, but it was still locked. I stuffed a bunch of toilet paper in between by crack and just went to sleep exhausted, I immediately knocked out.

Coconut oil is liquid at body temperature, so once inside you it would never have an opportunity to solidify. In fact, if you apply it by hand you have to move pretty fast if you’re trying to get a solid chunk inside your ass before it melts away in your fingers. The freezing method suggested above is a good idea - I’m going to try that myself. 🙂

That's awesome your PSA is good and good for you monitoring it...I didnt do that and no paying the price...I am in my early 50's as well...I think my dad had prostate cancer or englarged prostate as he got older but nothing was done about it... Cancer does run in my family so another check against me....but life is a journey, we learn along the way and pass to others what we have learned....

Last evening I went to Steamworks Toronto to take in the vibe of LIGHTS OUT. Completely douched, with jockstrap and lube in hand, off I went. I got to my room (6-hr limit), stored my clothes away, got into my jock, lubed my hole and put in a medium-sized buttplug. Got my mask and room key, off I went to cruise Steamworks. I believe you do leave your distinctive scent when you cruise. I wish my sense of smell was better to detect these scents. First, I went to the front gloryhole-fuck bench-slurp ramp area. I decided to go into one of the gloryholes, with the door open. I saw a younger Asian guy just outside. I turned around and he was playing with my nipples. I played with his and sucked them for a bit. He came into the gloryhole with me to play and shut the doors. I felt a hard cock so I got down on my knees to suck on it. His cock got harder and in no time he blasted a big load down my throat. His cock was 5-6", cut, on the thicker side of cocks. I cleaned his cock off to thank him, and he left promptly. I guess he was in a hurry. This all happened within the first 10 mins I was at Steamworks! WOW! During those 6 hrs, I got to suck a few cocks. Same story - none of them wanted to cum yet. I thought - what are guys waiting for? You got a mouth or hole in front of you, just CUM in it! Their reasoning keeps changing! I'm 56, almost 57 -- maybe I'm not 18!? Who knows! I was there to engage in bareback fun, eat ass and suck cock. I did meet an ass I had rimmed before. A younger bald headed man with an ass you could rim for hours. I came to his room twice to rim his hole. He's always on his knees with his ass pointed in the direction of the open door. ASS # 2 - I met a younger hot stud in the front gloryhole-slurp ramp area. Tall, erect nipples, muscular, fine body hair, bubble butt. He was finished with a guy sucking his cock through one of the holes. His ass was up against a big cut-out hole meant for sucking cock really. You, pigs, know I can't resist a bubble butt. I touched and squeezed his bubble butt. He didn't move away but moved in to me more. He bent over so I could lick his hole. I was in bliss!!! After a minute or two, he suggested we go to a different darkroom - the middle one with the two-stepper, for better rimming. This room is tiny, only big enough for 2 guys and this two-stepper bench. We talked. He's a top only, but loves his ass rimmed. He had just cum. But his ass needed attention. I got down on my knees to give his bubble butt a long rim job. I sunk my tongue as far into his hole as I could. Initially he was tight but managed to loosen up. Left and right, and up and down, circles with my tongue, spreading his gorgeous cheeks apart, he was softly moaning. We paused and I suggested my room to continue. More room for rimming. He was about 6'2" or 6'3". In my room, his ass was the centre of my attention. You know, pigs, that rimming is one of my triggers to cum. With him continuing to moan that he loves my rim job, my cock was rock hard. I told him I'd be cumming very soon. I kept enjoying his bubble butt and I could feel the cum inching its way to the top. He kept moaning. I told him I'm cumming. I thought he wouldn't touch my cum. But he licked my load up. Big surprise! What I learned: him being a top loves to be rimmed, he barebacks, and licks up other's cum. Even tough last evening wasn't a big load count, I got to ENJOY what I come to Steamworks for! I'll try a Friday/Saturday night next time!

Hot…. But prefer the other story live more

Who is the guy? I want that cock too. Hahah

that is the way I became poz- first time he fucked me I knew he was poz but assumed he was on meds- when we were done that first time- he fucked me for hours as he was a multi cummer he told me he was not on meds. Inside I panicked- thanked him and went home ( 2 hour drive) next day we talked and said I was coming back and I did aging and again and again and it finally took and he was my poz daddy- never been happier.

I used to hate when I had to suck my daddy cock after he fucked me deep. I would be so intimidated bc I had to taste my own ass juice. But he showed me how to love it. Now I crave it lol

Yes, you're missing something (a lot of somethings, actually), and unlike Cosmaz above, I'm willing to spell them out for you. 1. It's probably true that relative to the overall population in the world, or in the US, or even just among gay men, gifters and chasers are a relatively small community (though I would not say "miniscule". That said, there are plenty of them who are not on this site. 2. You find it "hard to believe" there are lots of guys who are negative but not on PrEP. You live in Canada, a place which has universal health care. Until this year's determination in the U.S. that PrEP is a recommended preventative measure (and thus must be covered without copay by insurance under the terms of the ACA), many insurance companies did not cover PrEP, and those that did frequently had a large copay (sometimes hundreds of dollars per month). And of course, there are still plenty of people in the United States who (a) live in places where the state has not expanded Medicaid and (b) they make too much for traditional Medicaid, and (c) work for an employer who doesn't offer health benefits or who has them priced so high they're not affordable. Millions of people in the United States still lack any health insurance coverage at all - somewhere between 25 and 30 million people, the vast majority of whom are adults. If we guess that 5% of those are LGBT people (I'd wager it's higher, as we tend to be overrepresented in marginal occupations in the service industry) - that would still be over a million LGBT people at a minimum with no insurance coverage. Those people are far less likely to be on PrEP strictly due to cost concerns. Your Canada-induced myopia is perhaps keeping you from seeing what your large neighbor to the south experiences. Beyond that, a certain number of people prefer condoms over bareback sex, even PrEP-protected bareback sex, because condoms offer additional protection to other STI's. Not to all of them, and not in every case, but still - it's their call to make and they make it that way. What you or I or anyone else thinks about the desirability of bareback sex over condom sex, a lot of people are still making that decision every day. And beyond THAT - if an undetectable-poz top bareback fucks a bottom who's not on PrEP, he's almost certainly not going to infect the bottom. That means that in sharp contrast from our community experience in the 1990s - where fucking assorted guys bareback was almost a guarantee towards getting pozzed, eventually - in 2021 as long as one of the two participants is undetectable OR on PrEP, the chances of transmission are negligible. While I think it's still crazy to roll the dice that way, the odds of getting pozzed have gone way, way down (as evidenced by the frustration of so many chasers on this site). 3. Once a person recovers from the initial "fuck flu" - if he experiences that - health complications from HIV take a pretty long time to develop for most guys. Some don't want even the minor complications that HIV treatment regimens can produce. And even in later stages of infection, when HIV begins multiplying rapidly in the system, opting into treatment at that point is frequently successful at reversing the effects of years of not being treated, although such a patient has fewer options for "med holidays". So yes, it's entirely possible to believe some people would rather wait until it's absolutely necessary to begin treatment. Beyond that, there are some guys who figure "Live hard, die young" and take that seriously - they don't want to be 80 years old with joint problems, unable to walk up a flight of stairs and unable to remember what they had for lunch yesterday. They would rather live a shorter but fuller life, and that's their choice to make. 4. What *you* believe is "criminal" and what actually *is* criminal are highly likely to be two different things, so let's make sure we define our terms. Canadian law - which covers where you are - is somewhat murky in that exposure to HIV is covered under general sexual assault law. "Criminal exposure to HIV" is defined as a "realistic possibility of transmission" of HIV during sexual intercourse. "Realistic possibility" is not spelled out in Canadian statutes, but the Supreme Court of Canada has held that it does not include sex with a condom OR sex where the infected person has a sufficiently low viral load. There are proposals floating around that would codify "no realistic possibility of transmission" to cover four situations: when the infected person is undetectable, when condoms are used, when the non-infected person is on PrEP, or when the particular sex act (e.g. oral sex) is itself very low-risk - but those proposals haven't been adopted into legislation yet. In some (not all) jurisdictions in the United States, by contrast, you have 50 different sets of laws, because this is a state, not federal, matter, and while the laws in one state may resemble those in another, none are identical. In some states there is no specific criminal provision at all. Now, if you mean "morally wrong" and not "criminal", that's a different kettle of fish entirely. But in that case, you shouldn't use words like "criminal" that have a very specific meaning, especially not tossed around willy-nilly with no understanding of what is actually criminal and what isn't.

I really don’t believe there are men that are med free out there waiting to find a neg bottom. I have been poz for 19 years and I get fucked a lot. In my 19 years of being poz I have only found one man that was poz and not on meds. He had a good excuse at the time but I don’t see it happening that often.

Very good information. Multidrug resistant strains do exist and that would be a nightmare. We must take our medications regularly and should not fetishize about mixing and matching strains (but this concept of mixing and matching isn't well understood by the scientists). The good news is it is extremely unlikely that someones genotype test will say that the patient's HIV is resistant against all drug classes. Even if that unlikely case happens, there's still hope. A new drug Lenacapavir brought down the viral load in 88% of heavily treatment experienced patients with multidrug resistant HIV in a recent clinical trial. It is so wonderful to live now compared with 1985.

Oh boy. This is a can of worms if ever I saw one. Let me preface by saying I understand the issue with the previous roommate - when you live with someone who's negative all the time, especially if they hold you accountable for it, there's just no way to even relax at home. That said: unless you're an Oscar-worthy actor, this potential roommate is likely to figure out you're ogling him, sooner or later, and that could go bad really, really fast. There are guys (both gay and straight) who don't mind being ogled as eye candy, but even so, they might well get tired of it from a roommate, particularly one who controls the lease. There's a whiff of exploitation there - the same kind of thinking that led, say, Donald Trump to hire an endless stream of bleached blond big-boobed women to work in public-facing roles. If he notices you're "looking" at him, it won't take much for him to wonder if you're, say, listening to him when he's got someone staying over for sex, or whatever. I'm not saying you shouldn't look for the kind of roommate you want - just be aware it's not so much "hoping for a fantasy" as it is "planning to live life balanced on a tightrope".

I started sucking cocks at 8 and I loved it right away and was actually pretty good. I even liked the taste of cum and swallowed from day one. I didnt start getting fucked for another 2.5 years

That's a great first time story! Mine's different. My best friend and I found out that our younger brothers were going to slumber parties and one of the boys was blowing all of them (can you imagine?) I don't think they were cumming, but we were still intrigued and jealous that they were experiencing sexual contact. Our group, which was 2 years older (we were 14 and 15 at the time) would routinely jerk off together in our sleeping bags, but no one touched anyone else. One night my friend and my brother were home alone with me. My friend was spending the night. We got my brother to tell us about these slumber parties with the blowjobs. When he told us, my friend and I were both rock hard (we had flannel pajamas on, it was really obvious). My friend who was always the more aggressive of the two of us, asked if I wanted to try it. I was so horny for any kind of physical contact that I said yes. I can't remember why but for some reason we went into the backyard. 2 would go and one would stay. We were all naked and rock hard. We took turns putting the other's cock in our mouths and then the one left inside would turn the outside lights on. It was innocent but I can still remember the first time his cock was in my mouth. It didn't feel at all like I thought it would. It was warm and soft and hard at the same time. I had no repulsion (which I expected) at all. After that my friend and I frequently spent the night at each other's house. We would suck each other back and forth for what seemed like hours. I can remember taking a shower with him and dropping to my knees and literally worshiping his cock. I was insanely turned on. We always finished by jerking each other off. I would be sucking him and he would tap my head and I would pull away and finish him with my hand. He would do the same for me. One night, he told me that he had read that it was ok to swallow the cum, that it wouldn't have any ill effects (this was the 60's, we didn't have a fucking clue). He asked if I wanted to try, and I immediately agreed. The thought of actually cumming in something other than my hand or his hand sounded like heaven. I went first. I sucked him long and slow. He told me he was going to cum and I just added a little more suction. The feeling of him flooding my mouth was scary and erotic at the same time. I swallowed his load and it didn't taste bad at all, I actually liked it. He blew me next and when I came, he bolted to the bathroom and spit it in the sink and then washed his mouth out with water. I was a bit put off, but I understood. After that, I simply told him that he didn't have to let me cum in his mouth, but I would let him cum in mine. We came up with all kinds of ways for him to facefuck me and I loved every second. He eventually got a girlfriend and we stopped. I was interested in girls too, so it seemed like the right thing to do. I didn't even really think about sucking cock until I unintentionally ended up in a bathroom stall with a gloryhole while I was a freshman in college. The guy in the other stall was stroking this massive dick. I watched through the hole and then almost unconsciously rubbed my finger on the bottom of the gloryhole. He stuck his dick through and I was in a delirium. I don't think I've ever felt that much sexual desire come out of nowhere. I sucked him as best I could but I must have not had the greatest technique. He would let me suck him for several minutes and then pull back and begin stroking his cock. All I could do was watch and keep rubbing that hole with my finger. This went on for 15 or 20 minutes. He pulled back several times and finally, while I was sucking him he let loose with a huge load. I drank every drop. I was in a frenzy at this point. He zipped up and left the stall quickly. I leaned back and jerked off to a mind blowing orgasm. I went back to that bathroom many times. Sometimes I sucked but most of the time I got sucked off which was fine, but my desire for cock was firmly implanted. I still loved women and was having sex with them all the time, but in the back of my mind, I was craving a hot load. Nothing has changed these so many years later. I love sucking cock. I've got a few regulars that I see. As a matter of tact I saw one today and he gave me a big load which I savored. The difference now is that I'm in control. I tease and edge him till he's almost going nuts and then when he cums, he's literally jumping off the bed or couch or chair or wherever. It's such a turn on. The next time I see him, I'm going to suck him outside in his private backyard. This has been a fantasy of mine for a long time. I live in a very densely populated area, there is nowhere to have outdoor sex, but he's got a beautiful house with a private backyard. I'm going to lay back on a chaise and just go to town on his cock and balls. Hopefully we will cum at the same time. Stay tuned.

It was a long day after the bathroom adventure with Johnny. He text me throughout the day letting me know how many guys have been saying yes to his invitation to my first gangbang tonight. It was a mixture of worry and horniness as I pictured being the center of attention. I didn't get anymore work done and I went home. I picked up an enema kit on the way home and about an hour before he said to be at his place I cleaned out. Johhny sent me the address and asked if 9 was ok. "Sure, why not an even 10" "You greedy slut." he sent back. I know I'll get 10 now. But honestly what's 1 more. I'm sure I'll be just as worn out with 8 guys. I grabbed a little bag to put my phone and such in and left to Johnny's. When I arrived the walk up to his door from my car felt long and the nerves kicked in again. 'What did I get myself into' I thought to myself. 'Just take it for what it is, a new experience and I'm apparently already on the calendar for 16 guys at a time.' There was a blindfold and a mask on the door handle, I check my phone for the last time before going in. "Strip naked and put on the mask and blindfold before knocking. I did as I was told, It was dark and there was no direct view from the street to the front door. I text Katie for the last time 'I'm really tired I might pass out'. I knocked, and the door opened, although there wasn't any talking, I could feel the eyes on me, Someone grabbed my hand and walked me into the house, I had no idea where I was headed, the bedroom? sex dungeon? Heck I wouldn't put it past Johnny to use his backyard. Music started to play, club mixes of recent hits. I lightly ran into a surface, it felt like a padded chair. I was helped to climb on, my knees were on cushions, my stomach rested on another, my elbows reached yet another surface, I've seen these fuck benches in the kinky porn. I started to get hard, my cock hung down off the edge of the surface my body rested on. "Alright ladies... This could be your last chance to fuck a "straight" boy before he either turns gay or becomes POZ so there is only 1 rule. All first loads go in his ass. Otherwise, lets see what we can get him to do." The murmuring started, it was impossible to tell how many guys actually showed up while blindfolded but just based on the sound, I'd say he got that 10th guy. The first guy put his dick in my mouth, it was a decent sized cock, I'd have no trouble taking it in my ass. The second guy applied lube to my asshole and he made sure he spread it inside with a finger, and then two. When he took his finger out I rotated my hips under me, sticking my ass up in the air, cocks feel so much better than fingers. There was cat calling and "woo's" as I stuck my ass out and the music was turned up a bit. Before the second guy stuck his cock in, the cock left my mouth and in front of my nose was a bottle of poppers. I took a hit and I felt my ass relax, and of course my head started to spin and throb. I'm used to 1 hit, but who ever in charge must know I'd need more for 10 guys. 3 lung full hits of poppers and I was more or less gone, The 1st cock started fucking me and the party was started, before the first cock finished in my ass I had 4 different ones in my mouth. The first cock must have been the host, Johnny. It was a good thickness and he took his time, although I was crazy horny my cock was long and soft, I could feel it swinging with each thrust. I don't know what order the guys are going in but I started playing games with myself in the high poppered up state I was in. Like a cock Sommelier doing a blind fuck test I tried to guess which cock from my mouth was the one in my ass each time. I wasn't sure if they were already starting to come back for more, the cocks started to meld together into one long fucking. A few things were clear, I had a lot of cum inside me, cock number 7 was my favorite, and my ass was starting to feel empty when they switched spots. Damn cocks feel good. Poppers were given to me a few more times, and then a cloth was placed in my mask, it smelled like poppers, it wasn't long before it was too much and I must have passed out. When I came to I was in a bed, on my stomach, and a guy was fucking me from behind, He came loudly in my ass, and left me. I slowly rolled over and there were cheers. Johnny got in my ear. "Can you handle more slut? or do you want to tap out." I took a second to answer. I didn't feel sore, thanks to the poppers most likely, I was groggy and tired, also thanks to the poppers. "how many more guys are there?" "Baby you've taken them all 2 and some of them 3 times." My cock stirred. "I'm thirsty, are they all still here?" "Yes, all 10. "I'm thirsty." He grabbed my hand and pulled me up, my asshole felt loose and relaxed even while walking, you don't notice it being tight and closed up it is all day until you walk with it gaping and loose. My foot hit a tub. "Climb in for a drink" I got in the tub and the mask was taken off my face, almost immediately piss started splashing around my mouth and chest, i could feel 3 streams, I tried to drink as much as I could. I really was thirsty after all. I drank as much as I could and then let it cover me, my hair, my body, the blindfold. some of it was strong, but I was happy for what I could get. They turned on the water, it was cold as fuck and rinsed me off. Then they took me back to the bed. a few more guys took turns on my now starting to get sore asshole. They brought my legs up and really drove into me, and a few spit in my mouth. It quieted down, Johnny removed my blindfold and laid next to me on the bed. "You're a hit, best bottom most of these guys ever had. You can really handle a lot, are you sure you're straight." "Yes, even though my ass is kind of missing being filled right now, I still think I'm straight." I said. "Fucking a- what?! after that?" "Yeah I'm not sore, poppers are great for that." "Goddamn, maybe 16 will be just fine." "Fuck" I was both turned on by it and nervous, I got up and went and grabbed my phone. There was a message from Katie, 'You must have passed out'. and a message from Cory, 'You fucked up, Stephen's pissed' 'What why?' I replied. 'You know fucking why, there was a hot spot on the map of snapchat of your dirty fucking ass' 'Fuck' I thought. "Hey um, were there videos taken?" I asked Johnny. "Oh yeah, we got practically the whole night." "Fuuuck" I sighed. Cory text me again. 'You better get here tomorrow night or I'm also going to be pissed. He's going to take it out on me tonight!' 'What about Katie' I said. 'We'll sneak you in after she's asleep.' Johnny nudged my shoulder. and before I knew he was rolling me over and rubbing his hard cock against my ass as I laid prone. He fucked me deep and slow, it felt good to be full again. He didn't last too long, and when he came he rolled over on his side, me, the little spoon with his cock in my ass."

Wanted to get the second chapter out quickly to ensure I didn't leave anyone hanging with the "build up story". I am committed to working on this quite heavily, but I cannot promise 2 long chapters in less than 24 hours every day. 🙂 CHAPTER 2: THE GUILT Tyler walked slowly down the long smokey hallway following the remaining boys. To his right and left there were arched alcoves containing rich leather sofas and tables, almost like a cozy restaurant. The air was filled with smoke, whether it be cigarette smoke or weed, they all mixed together into as sweet and intoxicating aroma. The smell of the all the exceptionally rich leather furniture wafted into his nostrils. The hallway seemed to go on forever, as Tyler glanced back to see Jax closing the door behind him. It did not occur to him to think as to why Jax was so far behind. He just felt that he wanted him close again. Another text from Brandon hit at that point. “You know you’re the greatest thing in the world right?” Brandon’s text said. The momentary spell broken, Tyler responded back to him, “No YOU ARE!”, just as Jax appeared next to him, his perfection almost radiated in this dark atmosphere. He gave a soft smile as his eyes locked again with Tyler. “Keeping up with your man?” Jax inquired. “Yes yes, He’s stuck at work while I’m out having fun,” Tyler sighed. “A pity,” Jax stated plainly, “I’d like to see some pictures of him. I’m sure he’s beautiful.” “For sure!” Tyler perked up, “I have all of our photos organized in an album on my phone!” Jax looked content as the hallway finally opened up into a larger open area. The music, was very different and unnerving than what was playing in the club. This was club music, but it was dark. All minor tones, it sounded devilish, industrial, evil, and manic. It had a trance feeling to it, not the genre, but the mental affects. The boys lead Jax to a set of very plush leather couches near a small tended bar. Tyler then noticed the bartender, wearing a hood and a shiny almost porcelain-looking mask. He was not a twink, he had a hot hairy dad bod, and was only wearing a pair of low rise trunks around his thick waist. “Whatever you’d like to drink is yours,” Jax stated. “Oh, um, I’m good I think,” Tyler responded. “The boys are going to get more comfortable here,” Jax muttered. Almost on queue the boys started to slowly unbutton their shirts in somewhat flowing their bodies with the dark tempos beating throughout the club. “Hey, wait, I told you I’m not here for sex!” Tyler snapped. Jax’s gaze hit Tyler in his soul. “Tyler, sweetie. The boys want to get comfortable. I’m sure you can appreciate their perfect bodies. But I never said you should be touching them. They enjoy showing their perfection, and its hot in here.” Tyler felt himself sink into the seat even more as his eyes caught the most beautiful bodies he’d ever seen. The clothes coming off definitely aroused Tyler. He had a magnificent twink body but every single line and curve, the texture of the skin, the proportions of each of these boys, was madness, it was magnificent. Even the act of just seeing them strip, slowly, with purpose, as their eyes darted back and forth to look at each other, peeking glimpses from him quickly to gauge his approval, was erotic to say the least. Jax also was unbuttoning his shirt. Tyler found it impossible to determine if anyone there had a more perfect body than the other, but Jax just left his shirt open, slowing pulling off his incredibly skinny jeans, revealing his perfectly smooth legs, just like the other boys. All of the boys were wearing the tiniest briefs he’d ever seen, in bright colors. Pink and yellow and seafoam, all adorned their hot bodies on their briefs, and Jax’s were baby blue. “There’s nothing wrong with appreciating the exceptional beauty of our bodies Tyler,” Jax stated. I love seeing my friends as their clothes fall off, its their natural state of beauty.” Tyler gulped. His hands were sweaty, this psychotic trance music felt like it was pumping his blood through his body. Every thump seemed to hit his soul. He felt uncomfortable, trying to stop his mouth from hanging wide open being surrounded by such immense beauty. “So lets see those pictures,” Jax inquired. Tyler handed Jax his phone, opened to the gallery with him and Brandon. Hundreds of pictures of the two of them flooded the gallery, pictures of them looking hot out on whatever excursion they were on, pictures of them kissing, some shirtless pictures as well. All G rated stuff overall. Tyler watched Jax’s eyes dart back and forth, his hand swiping through the listings, occasionally stopping to open a picture, enlarging it. Tyler noticed on him and his friends, the massive cocks sitting in their femboy briefs. Jax’s was growing, ever so slightly. “Hot couple,” Jax stated in his mundane voice. “And you’ve been together long?” “Yes, four years. We are going to get married” “That’s beautiful,” Jax muttered. “And you live close by?” “Not really. We live in the Concorde Apartment tower across town,” Tyler reluctantly said. “Oh,” Jax paused. “Not a safe place. Pretty trashy from my experience.” Jax’s eye developed a twinkle. “Well we both have some shit low paying jobs and it was all we could afford,” Tyler somewhat barked back. The music was overwhelming him, the scent from the boys, the growing cocks, his heart thumping, his hands sweating, all of it was consuming him. Jax smiled, slowing brushing his hand against his massive dick, just once. “Your boyfriend is quite the model,” Jax murmured, his head adjusting back and forth as he was intricately looking at the pictures on Tyler’s phone. “Sorry it aroused me a bit.” Jax handed Tyler back his phone as Tyler looked a little startled. Why was he surrounded by perfectly naked twinks and the head one, or whatever he was, was now throwing inklings about liking his boyfriend? Why did Tyler’s dick jump ever so slightly hearing that? Even the guilt of hearing another boy give his boy a compliment was massive. “Uh, so what exactly is this place?” Tyler tried to change the subject. “Did you not like my compliment towards your boy Tyler?” Jax was unphased by the feeble attempt to change the subject. “Yes it was fine. He’s incredible hot and I enjoy being the love of his life,” Tyler again snipped back. “But what is this place?” Jax relented, “Its simply a club Tyler. It’s the club. There are very few rules here. It speaks to our souls.” Tyler looked around and could start to see dozens of silhouettes of again, the most perfect twink bodies, slowly walking through the heavy smoke. In the larger area they were sitting, with the light rays refracting against the smoke, he could see some enveloped in each others arms, their mouths locked tightly. Another silhouette looked as if a boy was worshipping another, his head slowly working its way down his torso. The music was pounding within him. The dark tones were arousing him. Tyler felt his dick jump slightly again trying not to stare too long to give Jax any reason to question him. “So it’s a sex club?” Tyler meekly questioned. “Its whatever you want it to be,” Jax said in the most sultry tone he had presented yet. Tyler jumped for a second as the boys next to him had moved to their hands slowly caressing each other. They weren’t on top of each other, they were just lustfully touching, their hands somewhat intertwining, their eyes locked to their partner. “Uh, um, this is all cool and everything, but I think I’m going to go,” Tyler stated. He was getting way too uncomfortable at this point. The erotic nature of everything was pouring into him. He jolted out of his seat and started to walk down the hallway again towards the door. Jax grabbed his arm, not in a forceful way, but only to get his attention. “That door you entered through is one way only my dear,” Jax said. “There are no handles or mechanism to leave from that door.” Jax smiled, in a slightly deviant manner. Tyler froze. Was he stuck? What as about to happen? Jax had jumped up from his chair as well and was standing face to face with Tyler. “Don’t look so scared Tyler,” Jax plainly stated. He pointed across the room to another door-shaped archway. That there is the way out. It leads right out to the back parking lot. The back parking lot? They just walked at least three floors down into the earth. Tyler didn’t believe it for a second. And Jax could sense it. Jax motioned to one of the boys on the couch, who were not even phased by the minor distraction of Tyler beginning to freak out. The boys had become more engrossed in each other, their lips were on each other bodies, their tongues gently tasting each other’s perfect skin. One of them, a dark haired one with green eyes, stopped, and got up, strutting his unbelievable body across the room to the “exit” door. With no key or special mechanism, he turned the handle and opened the door. The yellow light from the parking lot flooded into the larger sitting room that they were in. Tyler could see the cars parked outside and recognized the buildings surrounding the building. Tyler was so confused. What realm of confusion was he in. His heart continued to pump with the demonic techno, the silhouettes were acting much more lustful and erratic, and turning back to look at Jax, he felt scared. His eyes met Jax’s again, the strongest most emotional and evocative connection yet. “Tyler, you may leave, at any time.” Jax said coyly. “There is the door. You are not held here.” Jax was inches from Tyler’s mouth, almost mimicking the moments earlier that night were. Jax inched even closer and Tyler could feel Jax lifting his arm, as he hadn’t let go, towards Jax’s body. Being so close to each other already, it only took a minute blink of an eye before Tyler’s hand was on Jax’s thin boney hip bone. Shockwaves shot through Tyler, immense pulses of unbelievable and indescribable pleasure vibrated through him. The music intensified, the pounding took hold of him. For a moment his gaze broke with Jax because his eyes rolled into the back of his head. The clouds in his head were monstrous. He couldn’t think whatsoever. Regaining his composure for a brief moment he realized Jax’s lips were practically brushing his, and all the boys had surrounded him. “But I hope you don’t”, Jax said bluntly. His lips connected with Tyler’s. Tyler shook, the shockwaves he felt prior were nothing. He felt helpless, but his hand moved around to Jax’s back as an attempt to pull him closer, if only for a second. The pleasure he was feeling was unbelievable, and Jax was barely kissing him. Sweat was pouring down Tyler’s face, he was shaking. He was able to regain composure and pushed Jax back. “I said I was taken!” Tyler howled at Jax. He could feel the hands of the boys beginning to touch him, yet he offered them no objection the way he offered Jax. Again Jax’s stare hit him at his core. “There is the door. You are not held here.” Jax stated bluntly again. And he waited. His finger outstretched towards the door. His stare deep into Tyler. “There is the door. You are not held here,” Jax repeated. Tyler couldn’t move. He felt hands on his hips, one had slipped up his shirt and was touching his skin. The boys were fixated upon him. His body was soaked in sweet. His heart was slamming into his chest. “There is the door. You are not held here,” Jax repeated. Tyler felt himself falling towards Jax. His lips moving towards Jax again. Jax broke the moment with a more forceful repeat. “THERE is the door. You are not held here,” Jax said forcefully. Tyler paused. He looked back at the door, now shut. He felt being groped with so much lust he couldn’t believe the sensations. “Give in,” each of the boys was whispering in the lightest sultry voices in his ear as they rotated their hands upon him and their mouths between each other as Tyler was locked in a gaze with Jax. “Make your decision Tyler,” Jax stated plainly again. His voice didn’t seem to waver minus him raising it the third time he told Tyler about the door. He was ridiculously calm. “This is your choice. That is the most beautiful part of this experience. You aren’t forced. Fall into it Tyler, or don’t, but I will not waste my time.” Tyler’s lips smashed in Jax. Hard. Their bodies collided with force. Tyler felt his shirt being unbuttoned, hands caressing new parts of his body. The boys were doing their part to slowly and erotically strip him down. He felt his phone being pulled from his pocket and his jeans fell to his tiny ankles. Kisses and tongues were felt on his neck and the small of his back. Tyler’s dick was now pulsing, pressed up against the massive rod that Jax had protruding from his body. Tyler pushed Jax’s unbuttoned shirt off his body, leaving him there in his underwear. His hands moved up and down the most beautiful body he’d ever touched. “Fuck yeah,” Jax let out in a very different tone than he had presented before. His voice was deviant, dark, sultry. His tongue was exploring every part of Tyler’s mouth. “Love me,” Jax said in an even darker tone. Tylers hands were everywhere on Jax, he couldn’t stop feeling every inch of him. “Tell me to stop Tyler”, Jax taunted. Tyler had no response. He couldn’t tell him to stop. He didn’t want him to stop. He felt Jax gently playing with his nipple piercings. The shockwaves of lust were still pulsing, so hard it felt like physical tremors throughout him. Jax moaned his name, “Tyler”, with more emotion than Jax had displayed yet. The boys had grabbed his phone and were looking through the pictures of Brandon. Their underwear was slipping off, their massive cocks disproportionate to their tiny bodies, rock hard as they looked over Brandon’s shirtless pictures. “He has a new text from Brandon,” one of them called. Tyler paused for a moment, desperate to want to respond to Brandon, whatever he had said. But then he locked eyes again with Jax. “Let the boys be your voice,” that deviant tone flooded out from Jax’s mouth. Again in a trance, Tyler just nodded and plunged his tongue back into Jax’s mouth. Jax’s hands were soaked in Tyler’s sweat. Both their bodies were shaking. “I hope you are having a wonderful time baby!” the text from Brandon said. The boy with the pure white hair and the pink cat eyes, began typing a response. The devious look on his face made the other boys surrounding him snicker in an evil manner. “Baby, I’m having a great time, but its nothing without you. All these beautiful hot guys but no one compares to my Brandon! Gawd you are tuly the best boy in the world and every moment I am away from you I know my love continues to grow deeper for you. I could truly never love anyone besides you!” The response was typed, the message was sent. The white haired twink looked up to see Brandon’s boyfriend with his head pulled back as Jax licked down the side of his neck. His 6 inch dick was leaking pre cum on to the floor. The silhouettes had emerged from the smoke, another 20 or so boys, now groping both the lovers as they transcended time and space. Tyler didn’t know who he was anymore. He had never felt so much lust in pleasure. He felt Jax walking him backward slowly until his little ass hit wet felt to be a table. Jax started to push Tyler back to lie on the table. Tyler again gained a minute amount of composure for a brief second, but succumbed only a moment later. The boys gently guides him gently on to the table. Jax’s massive 12 inch dick was now touching Tylers hold. It was sweaty, and Jax’s dick was soaked in pre cum. “Tell me to stop Tyler,” Jax said again. Jax knew it was time to begin to weave the corruption into the lust. “Tell me if Brandon makes you feel like this.” Tyler said nothing, his eyes couldn’t be seen. His asshole was so wet with the sweat and Jax’s precum. Of course he had waxed every part of his body, he was incredibly smooth. The devil music continued to shake his core. Even the droplets of sweat on his body seemed to pulse with this dark techno. “Love me Tyler,” Jax said again. Again no reaction. Tyler was in a trance. Another text came through and a few of the boys circled around to see what it said. Snickering and devious laughter ensure between them all caressing and kissing each other. “Love me Tyler,” Jax said again. Tyler could only moan. He felt the massive head of Jax’s dick begin to press into his ass. Tyler again gained composure. Looking up at Jax, he exasperatedly said, “Are you using a condom?” The darkness enveloped Jax, his smile devious, his mood content, “Baby, none of us use condoms ever. We share our DNA as is our mission to do. Mine will be swirling in you soon enough. I will be a part of you. Forever. And soon, more of me will be in you than Brandon, and he will fade away.” Jax paused as his head pushed further into Tyler. “Fade away,” he repeated. Further progress into Tylers sweet smooth hole. “Tell me to stop and I will.” A mix of intense pleasure overwhelmed Tyler, tears started to stream from his face. The white hair twink came up to him, showing what was arguably the hottest picture of Brandon on Tyler’s phone. Right in Tyler’s face. “Look at him,” the white haired twink said. Tyler didn’t respond. He was too wrapped up in bliss. The white haired twink grabbed his head roughly by his hair pulling his eyes to look at his phone. “Look at the love of your life. Look at what you are doing. Love the deception Tyler. Love it with all your heart,” the white hair twink began kissing Tyler as Jax pushed hard and deep in one motion all the way into Tyler. Jax’s smooth crotch caressed Tyler’s ass as he was as deep as possible. The white haired twink wasn’t making out with Tyler gently like Jax was. It was animalistic, tongues flinging into each other’s mouths, lust emulating from their bodies. The boys were still touching Tyler’s smooth body up and down. Tyler yelped when Jax bottomed out inside his ass. The pain was intense, but the pleasure was extreme. Jax was transforming in front of Tyler. Instead of the mundane, monotone boy that he had met, he was soaked in sweat himself, breathing heavily, losing his own composing. The lust was all consuming. Jax locked eyes with Tyler again. Tyler was under his control. “I will now fuck you in a manner that you have never been fucked before,” Jax stated plainly, but it was obviously he was filled with fire. His dick slid to the edge of Tyler’s hold and then with a massive amount of energy thrust and slammed deep into Tyler, stopping once he bottomed out again. It was an earthquake within Tyler. His bones shook with the insane force that Jax had slammed into him. He felt reverberations throughout his body over and over again. The eyes locked again. “Call me Brandon,” Jax said to him. This broke Tyler’s bliss for a moment, and he looked deeply into Jax. “I said fucking call me Brandon you fucking cheating slut,” Jax ordered. Again the dick pulled to the edge of Tyler’s ass and another explosive slam back into him. “Fucking say it Tyler!” The boys were surrounding Tyler’s head tightly, many of them begin to make out with him as wildly as the white hair twink had, and many had their lips right next to Tyler’s ears. Tyler heard so many seductive whispers from their mouths. “Cheat on him.” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “Love your infidelity towards him.” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “Enjoy the lies” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “You are descending into darkness.” (an even more explosive slam) “You’ll never want to leave this life.” (with even more power) “Think of how disappointed he would be in you.” “Oh Brandon!!!” Tyler screamed. And his scream reverberated throughout the entire dungeon club. “Yessssssssss, fucking say it!” Jax’s voice dripped in lust Kissing Jax like a wild boy, he exclaimed, “I love you Brandon” An even stronger slam deep into him. It felt like his bones were going to break with the tremors shooting through his body. “I am your FUCKING BRANDON!!!!” Jax roared. And another massive slam into Tyler’s ass. His ass had opened up significantly, he felt loose, and that turned Jax on even more. “Your infidelity is beautiful,” Jax kissed him. Jax stopped the slow pulling out and pile driving into Tyler and his thrust became rhythmic to the dark music playing. The music was maniacal, it created so much lust inside Tyler. He was pulling Jax as deep as he could. “Fuck me Brandon! Please cum inside me!” Tyler screamed again. “Oh baby, you beautiful fucking piece of trash”, Jax continued to pound. The boys were all over each other now. Sucking and fucking was erupting around Tyler. It was a glorification of unprotected sex, lust and bliss. “I am your FUCKING BRANDON!!!” Jax was roaring like a manic. Dripping sweat, he picked up his pace even more. Tylers hole was extremely loose, barely holding Jax’s big dick, which turned Jax on even more. “Give me your fucking heart!!!” Jax screamed. Tyler was soaked, stomach covered in precum. Other boys were dripping sweat on him. Jax was dripping sweat on him. He tasted its saltiness between making out with Jax. “Oh Brandon you make me feel like no one else!!!” Tyler cried. Jax began shaking violently. Throwing his head back he roared and Tyler felt the massive loads of Jax’s cum flooding him. Cum frothed off Jax’s massive dick. “You are my Brandon!!!!!!!” Tyler screamed. Tyler’s chest heaved in lust and ecstasy. He longed to become one with Jax. Jax orgasm continued, pumping extreme amounts of thick cum deep inside Tyler. Jax caught his breath and pulled out of Tyler. Gargantuan amounts of gobs of cum leaked from Tyler’s hole and the boys raced to get under it and drink it all. They were pushing shoving as cum fell into their mouths and they made out with it. Jax walked around to Tylers mouth, as he was still heaving and trying to catch his breath. “Taste your sin and infidelity on my cock. Clean your cheating ass and my cum from the new love of your life’s cock.” Tyler tasted it all, gagging profusely but like an addict trying to shove every bit of that salty dick into his mouth. He felt the boys worshipping his puckered loose hole as he worshipped the dick that made him cheat. Tyler’s dick began pulsing and shooting cum loads all over the place, as other boys raced to swallow the cum and make out with it. “Now boys, what do have, about 20 of you?” Jax inquired. “Its 12:30 and this boy needs to be home by 3AM. Breed the fuck out of him now and send this lying cheating sack of infidelity back to his so called love of his life on time!” The roar of Jax’s command resounded throughout the entire room. The white hair twink pushed through everyone and slid into Tyler’s sloppy hole. Even more gobs of cum flowed out of him, Tyler looked up at the room, his eyes meeting Jax’s. What horrors had he committed?

But it's OK to tell young kids that they don't know what their true gender is by looking between their legs? That's a much more drastic psychology to instill in a kid than to tell him that unprotected sex is natural.

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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 went back a few Sundays later and was surprised to find a skinny blonde twink jerking his rock solid cock at the urinals. I went to the one next to him and started to stroke. “hey mr” he said. I asked if he knew what he was doing as poz guys came here. He said he’d guessed as much but pointed to his cock and said “the snake needs it, I’m a cumslut and I love the risk – got any lube”. I said I didn’t. “Good, gives me an excuse”. With that he went to the bin, fished out a used condom and emptied it into hole, then took another and spread it on his checks. At that I said “wow, u do wanna get pozzed”. At that moment my bear walked in and chuckled saying “who wants to get pozzed cause I’m yer man”. The twink took off his tee-shirt revealing perfect abs and rushed to the bear and hugged him saying “me daddy, poz me, please knock me up, I beg you”. The bear took him into a cubical, bent him over, told him to sniff some poppers and then slipped his huge meaty cock in. The bear said “this is gonna be the load – sure you want it lad”. He said “I need cum!”. The bear growled and said “this load will make you a man – you ready for it – tell me what you need”. “I’m gagging for cum, I want your poz cum, I need your man juice, give me your babies”. The bears growls got louder and his thrusts got harder and he grunted “yes boy, take me in you, “ The twink shot hands free and moaned “daddy I can feel you filling me – thank you sir”. The bear kissed and the twink kissed passionately then the bear invited the lad back to his place. The bear placed the lads teeshirt in the twinks mouth for him to carry like a dog and they headed off leaving me gagging for it…!

Fuck yeah, that's what I love to hear. It's one of those things you just can't replicate with an open relationship or ask for. If he had your permission, that would take away all the fun of constantly guessing if he's cheating and finding out what he says/does when he thinks you aren't looking. I'd bet your sex life has actually improved since he started cheating. I've cheated with boys while secretly keeping their bfs in the loop so they can get a first row seat to watching their boyfriends authentically cheating on them and not just some open relationship roleplay/cuckoldry. Funnily enough, in that kind of set up, they'd tell me their relationship improved and felt more exciting. That or they realized monogamy wasn't their thing haha. A few years back, before Tumblr cracked down on porn blogs, I had an account totally dedicated to real amateur cheating and cheating encouragement/captions OC. Was called "Gay Cheaters" if you google it + tumblr and sadly there's only a fraction of the content still there, but surprised that any is still floating around. Was close to 100k followers before it got taken down and from what I could find at the time, there was barely any gay cheating/cuckolding related porn anywhere--which is why I made it in the first place. Had tons of guys messaging me about how hot it was and their plans to cheat or watch their bf get fucked by someone else. Even ended up meeting some in person and fucking them, their bfs or partner swapping my bf at the time. I like to imagine that I helped spread gay cheating as a fetish, in some small form or another, and love seeing it becoming more popular over time. I'll post some of my stories and pics sometime if people are interested.

So I have a burner grindr account, and anytime he’s “out with friends” or staying late at work, I like to get on and see where he’s going (almost never where he says he’s at). So one time when he was showering I read through a lot of his messages, and that’s when I found out he’s a huge pig (but acts like he’s somewhat of a prude to me)… topping and bottoming (he told me he’s only ever been a top), talked about taking and giving loads, and in a recent message he was telling the guy that he still had his load up his ass and never cleaned off, so when he went to fuck me the other guy’s ass juice still coated his dick. That sent me over the edge… when I first had a feeling he was being shady it really upset me, and when I found out for sure I was devastated, but the more I thought about it the kinker it became. I’ve never even alluded to him that I suspect… I looove knowing when he’s out he’s being nasty and hiding it from me. I feel violated and betrayed, but it is so sexually gratifying

"Hey babe, hopefully you weren't waiting long today." Katie came into her room, dropped her laptop bag and sat on the edge of the bed. "The guy's friends have been asking about you all week! You must have been the life of the party last weekend!" "Really? haha.." I said nervously, "who has been asking?" "Literally every guy they've hung out with this week has asked if you were home. Danny, Matt, you name it they all wanted to hang out with you" "Oh that's weird, I mean I chatted with them a bit but nothing crazy." "Are you sure they didn't see you naked or anything? Did they see anything they liked?" He said playfully rolling over and giving my cock a rub through my shorts. Before I could say anything she got up and picked up her small purse. "I'm hungry, lets go get something" and went out into the living room with her roommates. I grabbed my phone, wallet and keys and followed. I was nervous as fuck, did someone spill the beans? We left the apartment and when we got down to the car I told Katie I needed to use the bathroom. I ran upstairs and went into the living room, I didn't even know how to confront the roommates about this. I just let it out. "Katie asked if your friends saw anything they liked at the party last weekend! Who said something" "Woah there got my ass fucked last weekend, no one said anything. We were here the whole time, and we didn't say anything. She must have been joking." Stephen said standing up and walking to me. "BUT, it's getting really hard to keep the secret, you're the talk of the town. you're lucky Thomas didn't know your name" "What the f-" "We've kept it for you so far but we want some fun don't we babe." Cory stood up smiling and went into their bedroom. he came back out with lube and a butt plug and handed them to Stephen. "Lower your shorts and bend over, you'll wear this out to dinner. If you don't, we text a guest of our party that you are here tonight and want more than Katie can give you." I wanted to keep things simple, the less I have to explain to Katie the better. I lowered my shorts and bent over. Stephen put lube on the toy and pressed it against my hole. My ass rejected the toy over and over, I am still very tight. "Goddamn, Hey Cory he needs some help." Cory got up and went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of poppers and put it under my nose. I took a hit and immediately felt the effects. Cory placed one hand on the small of my back and slowly pressed the plug in, It felt bigger than it looked. I stood up and turned around, pulling my pants up. Stephen was still holding the plug I saw Cory come in the room with. "What's in my ass if you're still holding the plug?" I said reaching around to feel. "Its remote controlled sweetie", he held up his phone and there was a switch with numbers along side it. "Remember, it stays in your ass the entire time you're out or you might have a guest tonight." "What do you mean remote controlled" His finger went up to the phone and he dragged the cursor from 0 to 10. My ass started vibrating, with a strong sensation right above my dick in my lower stomach. "Are you serious I have to wear this all night!?" "All night" Cory said watching like a little kid at a ball game. "I don't know if he'll make it babe, who are we going to text tonight?!" "He's right, the entire time you're out. and we'll be having fun with this!" He turned me around by my shoulders and gently pushed me out the door. Dinner tasted good, but my mind was elsewhere, Katie was telling me about work and I couldn't concentrate. Luckily the guys didn't have as much fun with the toy as I thought they were, but they definitely got me changing my tone of voice once or twice, and Katie only once wondered what the vibration sound was from. Instead of Ubering home Katie wanted to walk because she's always sitting at work. I felt like every guy we walked past either knew I was the guy Thomas bred, or that I had a plug in my ass. We got back to the apartment and Katie went into the bathroom. I walked over to the couch, "Wow good job!" Stephen said turning me around and feeling the plug still in my ass. "Ok Fine... let's take it out but will you wear the smaller one?" he said with puppy dog eyes. "Seriously? Do I have to" "No I guess not, but let's hang out tonight us 4 and have some drinks, play a game or two." "I'll suggest it to Katie when she gets out" As soon as Katie exited the bathroom Cory practically tackled her. "Shots!??" He said grabbing her shoulders excitedly. She laughed and said sure let's do it. She's a light weight so about 4-5 shots of tequila in she was talking silly and saying we should go out clubbing. Sure enough with some board games turned into drinking games and passed out on the couch. I was nervous for what was in store for me. Cory went and grabbed a small glass from the cupboard, "You've had a load in your ass, but you've never tasted cum have you?" "No I definitely haven't" "What!?" Stephen said, "You haven't even tried your own?!" "No I haven't it always seems weird after I cum." "Well you're in for a treat." Stephen said patting me on the shoulder, "Us three are going to cum in that glass, and you're going to drink it, or we call a party guest." "How are we going to cum in the glass?" I sighed and said. "We'll go easy, just stroking ourselves and finish into the glass but you have to drink it after you cum in it to." "Fine. it won't kill me, but I don't know if I can handle a guest" We all pulled out our cocks and holy crap, They were both very... gifted, Cory cut and Stephen uncut, both bigger than my cock and standing taller than I've ever seen. They got to work smiling to each other and occasionally closing their eyes as they got to business. Cory came first and it dribbled into the glass, a good amount thick and very white. Stephen took a bit longer but when he came I thought he was going to wake up Katie and for a second thought he'd fill the glass. stream after stream it was unbelievable. I struggled. I finally got hard but it was so weird masturbating in front of guys let alone my girlfriends roommates. "I don't think I can tonight guys" I said, my cock flopping down. "That's ok, just drink ours." Cory said handing me the glass. I took a big sigh and went to throw it back like a shot. "Ah, ah ah! we want to see it in your mouth!" Stephen said. I lifted the glass and took it all in and showed them their cum in my mouth. It was sweet, salty but it stung my tongue and the back of my throat. The guys celebrated and wanted to know how I liked it. I told them it wasn't bad and was easier than the shots of alcohol. "That's good news" Cory said, "Go take Katie to bed and we'll call Danny over, he has the sweetest cum. "What!?" I exclaimed, "but I drank your guy's cum, like you said!" "We know, but we wanted all three of our cum loads in there. You'll be sucking your first dick tonight! We're so excited for you!"

This is me to the very last detail. I last did this last Saturday. But I’ve been doing it for years. How did you explain being poz to your wife?

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The latest message was from my third email, the middle aged guy with the beer can cock. “I’m just starting my lunch break,” it read. Shit, I thought is it only lunch time? It was in fact only just now 1pm. “Still taking loads? I’ve got an hour and a half.” “Yes, just took a big one from a jock boy, come breed me.” “Fucking pig. I’ll be right over. My office is about twenty minutes away.” Another guy, another random man was on his way to fuck me, and something told me he too would not be enough to slake my lust. Rolling over on my bed, I grabbed my computer and checked A4A for the first time in a couple of hours and found five new messages. Most of them were lame, but two were from guys who looked promising. The first was a guy who had hit me up before but I had always pushed off. He was older, maybe in his late 50’s, not usually my type, and his profile said he only fucked raw, which up until today had been an issue for me. “You’ve changed your profile boy, does that mean you’re ready to take this cock.” He had attached a picture of his cock too, and it was huge. Stabbing out from a thick bush of salt and pepper hair was a broad flat headed beast of a dick. My hole twitched. “Yes! I’m taking loads all day. When do you want to come over?” I responded, and added my phone number. The second interesting message came from a profile I had always been curious about. The stats were close to my age, and well built, there were no face pictures only body, and one of them showed a tattoo that I couldn’t quite make out but looked a lot like the bird my friend had across his arm. I had often wondered if it was my friend Matt, if it was he had never said anything, and my profile had a face clearly visible. His unlocked pics showed more body, and a stupidly fat uncut cock. “Interested in an anonymous load? I’m in the mood to breed a blindfolded slut.” “Fuck yes,” I sent him the address, “Let me know when to unlock the door.” His reply came fast, “Do it now, I’m already on campus and not far. Be on your bed ass up, and blindfolded.” I went and unlocked the door and then rooted around for a bandana to use as a blindfold. I found one just in time, and had barely gotten on the bed with it tied around my eyes when I head the door. For a moment my sober brain panicked, what was I doing. This was the most dangerous thing I had done yet. This guy could be anyone, he could rob me, or worse. Then I heard his belt coming undone and felt his fingers on my hole and I didn’t care. He didn’t say anything, he just spit on my hole and then licked up some of the cum that had leaked out. I moaned and pushed my ass back, spreading my cheeks with my hands. I felt the unmistakable pressure of a dick pressing against me hole, and breathing out slowly opened wide for it. I let out a long sigh as his cock slid deep inside me. I felt my hole stretch wide around the girthy member, the pictures of his cock had certainly been truthful. He grunted his approval as he bottomed out inside of me and I felt his pubes against my slick cheeks. I felt fantastically full stretched around the mystery man’s cock, I started pushing back on his dick trying to get him deeper and deeper. He rewarded me with a smack on my ass and then a quick jab of his cock. I squeaked, and he took hold of my hips. Holding tight to my hips he began to pound me. His cock felt so thick, and was hitting all of the right spots inside me that I was little more than a whimpering mess within minutes. He pushed me more and more forward till I collapsed on the bed with him on top of me stuffing his cock still further inside me. “Please breed me,” I begged softly over and over again, “I need your load.” He never said a word, he just kept pounding me. The sound of his skin slapping against mine was his only answer as his pace became more feverous and rough. Eventually he pinned me to the bed, and with his dick planted as far inside of me as he could get it, blew his load. I moaned in satisfaction as I listened to his ragged breath and felt him convulse against my body. Once his orgasm had subsided I thanked him for his load, and then listened to him leave before taking off my blindfold. My phone lay off to the side on the end table. I picked it up to check my messages and line up more cock. As I did a text came through from my friend Matt. It was a video, and it only took me a few seconds to realize it was a video of me taking a fat uncut cock. “Now that I know you’re a bareback slut we’ll have to hang out more.”

Three Variations on a Theme My Wednesday evening workout was a lot shorter and I only left one gift in sigmabtm's ass. It was another slow, gentle fuck that centered more on long, deep strokes. Most of the time he was on his back in the center of his living room staring at me while my cock plowed him for almost forty-five minutes. As I got close I started telling him how good his neg hole felt and how close I was to breeding him again. He never gave me the phrase I was looking for, but he came close by begging me to shoot my load deep inside. I left after the fuck and didn't even shower at his place since I didn't want to tempt myself. I had another appointment at Carlos' the next night and I wanted to make sure I had a full load to share with Juan. Sigmabtm and I had decided to workout together on Mondays and Wednesdays and I was all ready for Thursday's meeting with Carlos. Tim and I arrived a little early and Carlos made us wait on the sidewalk until eight o'clock exactly. Once inside, we stripped as usual and went down to the basement, following Carlos. Juan was waiting there for us again, laid back in a sling hanging from the ceiling joists. His feet were in stirrups and his hands were cuffed to the chains above his head. His pitiful, soft cock still was in it's cage hanging above his inviting hole. A rag was stuffed into his mouth and part of it covered his nose. I saw several deep scratches across his chest and there were a pair of little suction suckers, one on each of his nips. As I got closer, there was a strong smell of poppers and when I got near his head I could tell the rag was soaked in them. Juan's eyes told me he was on a popper high and yet I could still see fear in them. I wished I could see how easily Juan got into these positions before we arrived. Was it willingly or did he put up a fight? I guess I could ask the same of Tim, except from what I saw, Tim put up the fight after the sex had begun. Juan turned his head as I came close and I rubbed the wet tip of my quickly hardening cock on his lips. A light slap on his cheek and he opened his mouth, letting a few inches of my shaft in. The position didn't make it easy for me to fuck his mouth and Juan was having trouble opening his jaw wide enough and was scraping his teeth on my shaft. I didn't mind, as long as he didn't bite down, and I was ready to rip his jaw open if that happened. I held his head and rocked my hips, eventually getting four inches into his mouth. My cock was scraped, but also covered in his spit, which I didn't consider a bad thing. Tim was on his back on the other side of the bed, with Carlos between his legs. Carlos had skipped picking up any toys this time and was going right for the fuck, but he was positioned to watch my every move. Once I felt a sting on my cock, I pulled out of Juan's mouth and moved to the other end of the sling. I crouched down and spit a couple times on his exposed hole before jamming two fingers in to work the spit in deeper. I twisted them around making sure that the ring was lubed, but also curled my fingers to let my fingernails dig in and get his chute more receptive to my bug. Juan groaned behind the gag, so I'm sure through the popper filled haze he felt it. Standing up, I pulled my fingers out and lined my cock up with his hole. I held on to his legs and gave a hard shove. His muffled scream echoed around the room but I held him tight, with my cock buried to the base inside his chute. I pushed him away a few inches and then pulled him back fast. Another groan and maybe another small tear or two. I bucked him off with my hips and got him swinging back and forth, fucking himself on my shaft. Occasionally, I'd slam in hard and watch him swing away, my cock completely out of his open hole. I'd done this enough times before to know I had to stay still and line myself up or both of us would be hurting when my cock missed his hole. We'd been going like this for at least twenty minutes when I slowed him down to a stop, my cock still embedded inside Juan's hole. He looked back at me, worried at what I was going to do next. I reached forward and grabbed each of the suction cups on his nipples and yanked them off. His eyes bugged out and he writhed on the sling, trying to scream around the rag the was stuffed in his mouth. My thumbs rubbed over the sensitive nubs, keeping him squirming while I continued for another minute. I gave each nipple a pinch and then licked the suction cups before placing them back over his nipples. I found the popper bottle on the floor next to one of the bed's legs. Unscrewing the cap, I re-dosed the rag and then unclipped the carabiners that locked Juan's leather cuffs to the chain. I got him rolled and bent over the leather seat on the sling and then re-clipped the cuffs to the chain. I heard a growl come from Carlos and Tim, but figured it was just Carlos getting close. My hand grabbed a fistful of Juan's hair and I lifted his head to make sure the rag was covering his nose and flooding his head with some fresh poppers. My re-entry into Juan's wrecked hole was just as hard as my first that evening. The new position gave me new parts of Juan's colon to hit. And hit them I did. Jabbing at different angles and stabbing in hard, I made sure that he was going to feel this fuck until next week. Even through his popper fogged mind, he moaned and groaned. Carlos and I seemed to be waiting to see who would shoot first. He would drill Collegeboy and then slow down to see my response. It was a cat and mouse game and eventually I won. Carlos screamed out "FUCK!" as he pumped a nice hot load of safe cum into Tim. The grin on my face was short lived since I didn't last more than a minute longer. Once Juan was able to say "Poz... me... SIR" that was it. I'm not sure if he realized how his reluctance to say the words helped me win or if he did it intentionally to piss off Carlos. It didn't matter. I won our little game and bred him once more full of diseased spunk. It was just after nine when we left, both of us walking slowly but for different reasons. My cock was chafing against my trunks and it felt raw from the scrapes that Juan had left and from a good, hard fuck. Collegeboy was trying to keep the large load that Carlos had planted inside him but about halfway back to our building I heard him say "Ah fuck! It's running down my leg." My cock was still a little sore, so I found something to occupy myself Friday night. A bottle of vodka and a fresh bag of weed did the job nicely. There was something on TV but I have no fucking clue what it was. My mind was messed up and couldn't concentrate on anything if my life depended on it. Saturday I slept in and got a few things done around the house but later in the evening, my balls reminded me that they were full and needed someone to fill. I laid out on the couch in just a pair of loose shorts with my phone in my hand. "I wonder who's close tonight?" I asked myself. The names sometimes change, but you can tell from the text if its the same guys you've seen for months. Something in the back of my head kept telling me to try something different. It had worked out pretty well with the gym guy, so I didn't really rule anyone out right away. I still had some requirements - meet at their place, they had to be a bareback bottom and not care about my status were the primary ones. My own profile even proudly proclaimed that I was poz, not askme or undetectable. A few quickly lost interest, but soon I was messaging a couple guys. One was in his early sixties with a shaved head like mine, but a bushy mustache and a lot of well weathered ink. He was a Harley guy and said he was bi, but kept his play time with guys on the DL. Another was a chubby hispanic guy that disappeared for a little while when he re-read my profile and saw I was poz. He had a lot of questions when he restarted our messages. "It can be like any other fuck" I told him, adding that the difference would be what may happen later. "Might be nothing or like a punch to your gut. You may escape after 1 fuck or be part of the 1 and done club" I added. But a few of his pictures and some comments in his profile kept him in the game. The smile was the first thing that drew me to him and the expression on his face as he was swallowing a large cock was a close second. Some of his sexual interests told me he could be a lot of fun. The other that kept talking with me was a tall nerdy guy with glasses that was a few years older than me and had a small dick. He wasn't thin but he wasn't fat. He was in that middle ground where he had some extra weight on him that probably took him off a lot of gay guy's radar. The face shot he sent me was almost cherubic. His story seemed to work and some of the things he said made him a lot kinkier than his picture indicated. He seemed surprised when I answered his first message and I could sense his excitement as we kept messaging. In the end the tall guy couldn't meet up tonight since his roommate was hanging around and the biker didn't want to hook at his place. Both were worthy of keeping track of and if the stars aligned I'd fuck them. That left the hispanic guy and I finally put it on the line. "You saw my profile, so you know what I am and how I like to do it. You want to fuck tonight? Take the risk?" I asked. If it didn't work out, and I suspected it wouldn't, I'd give up and finish off what was left of the vodka and weed. "You serious? I'm not in your league. I'm sure you got hotter guys to meet than me" he replied. "U sound like a lot of fun and sometimes the pretty boys are bad fucks. I'm willing if u are. Just remember the risk" I replied, remembering his initial reluctance to mess around with a poz guy. A few messages later, I had his address and had told him it would take a half hour to get there. It took a little longer since not a lot of Uber drivers wanted to go to that part of town. The driver I got seemed a lot more motivated when I told him I'd give him an extra 20 if he came back to take me home. It was an interesting neighborhood and a lot different than the hip section I lived in. He had a simple studio apartment in an old building that needed some serious updates. But, the place was clean and decently decorated. The guy seemed surprised that I actually showed up, but I was there and he seemed to be even more excited than in his messages. We had already gone over the basics of what he was up for and what his limits were. He greeted me at the door in a pair of sweat pants and a tee. I'd brought a joint and he had a lighter ready as soon as I pulled it out. We both were buzzed and ready to have a little fun. When I started to kiss him he was really into it. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor and he gave me a smile. It ground to a halt, though, as soon as I tried to take his shirt off. Suddenly he got very shy and embarrassed. Once he saw I wasn't going to make fun of his extra-sized body he opened up. We sucked each other and I found he really liked it when I pinched and bit on his nipples. There was plenty of flesh to gnaw and chew on and it made his dick hard as a rock. He was decidedly average in the cock department, but it was hot to get him so excited. I worked my way up his chest and began to snog him deeply. A few minutes later I had his hands pinned to the bed above his head. "You really want to do this?" I asked, my face inches from his. He chuckled and replied "That's usually my line... but fuck yeah!" I nudged his legs with mine and he spread them like an experienced bottom. Reluctantly, I let go of his hands and pushed his legs back and kept pushing until I had his meaty ass in front of my face. He cried out when I buried my face in, diving in tongue first. There was just a hint of sweat and while he may have doubted I would show up, he was prepared to get fucked good. I spent a good ten minutes rimming his ass until I thought he was ready for my dick. He whined when I stopped tongue fucking him, but when I lowered his ass down and looked at his face he knew it was time to take my poz cock. He didn't try and stop me, he just stared back until he felt the head of my cock at his hole. As I started to push I could tell he relaxed and just let me slide right in. A smile came over his face and by the time I got half way in he was working me as much as I was working him. I love a greedy bottom and he was as greedy as they came. I didn't know when he got fucked the last time, or whether that made a difference on how he treated his top, but I'd had my dick in him for only a few minutes and I knew this was going to be a good fuck. I thrust in until my hips bounced off his ass. It's a different feeling when you fuck a guy that's got a big booty. He wasn't huge, but he had a lot of padding everywhere. He didn't grunt or complain when I thrust in so I did it again with about three quarters of my length. "Fuck yeah" he moaned. He liked it hard so I reset my baseline and began to drill him. His eyes were closed and the smile remained on his face. I felt him move his arms around to steady his body while I kept driving him into the bed. Sometimes I plowed him fast and then others it was slower, none of it was gentle. His moaning told me what he liked and what he liked more. I never heard "stop" or "slower" or anything negative. Except his status, which was the last thing I was thinking about. Unlike a lot of my recent fucks, this hookup was just about sex, not trying to share my bug and it changed the dynamic. I'm sure the lack of pressure altered how I fucked him because I started to think about the things on his profile that he was into. Many we couldn't do without some toys or moving into the bathroom or hitting some long closed bathhouse or calling another guy or four. But I had an idea or two that might hint at what we could do given the right surroundings. I rolled him back a little further and began to pile drive my cock into him. His eyes were now wide open and the room was filled with the sounds of two bodies slamming together and a bed under a lot of strain. Several minutes later, I stopped and slowly pulled my cock from his hole, making him whimper at the sudden empty feeling. The gape looked damn good with the shine from my spit and precum reflecting off his tender, exposed chute. "Please?" he begged and I slammed my cock back in and then pulled out slowly again. "Oh god yes!" he cried out as my cock went in. I repeated it a few more times before lowering him back down and giving his ass a hard whack. "On your knees" I said, rolling him over. I could sense his uncertainty, all fours or ass up/head down. "Good little pup" I said as I crouched behind him and shoved back in. My hands were planted on his shoulders, steadying myself as I wailed on his ass. I wasn't sure how long he'd be able to stay braced like he was, but it was a good position for me and I was going to enjoy it for as long as I could. It was about five or six minutes longer when he let out a loud groan and his arms collapsed. Based on his hole spasming around my cock, he was shooting a large load onto the bed. It felt too damn good and I couldn't hold back, shooting four or five ropes of my own venom into his defenseless hole. By this time, his legs had given out as well and he was flat on the bed. I adjusted my position, laying on top of him at first and then pushing myself up by my arms. With the last of his shots finished, I resumed pounding him. My dick was just as hard as it was earlier and I kept going. A lot of bottom guys are done when they cum, but he wasn't one of them. Just like I resumed fucking, he resumed massaging my cock with his ass. "Oh god yeah... fuck me" he yelled out. I needed to slow down a little because I wanted to fuck some more. I rolled off of him and replaced my cock with a pair of fingers. The pair soon became three and they were poking and twisting inside his sloppy pig hole. If he didn't realize I'd already dumped some cum in him before, he did when I fed him some from my fingers. He sucked on them like a starving baby on a mother's tit. Pulling away, I pushed them back into his hole getting them all the way to my knuckles. Any further and I'd need some lube to get my hand in him and that would have to happen another day. I played with his ass some more and then mounted him again. Slow and firm was how I started out, each stroke getting harder. His cummy ass felt so good wrapped around my cock and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I pulled him up on to his knees first and drilled a couple more minutes. I wrapped my arms around his chest, giving him a half dozen more thrusts and then pulled him upright. My hips began to slam faster into him and I looked to my left and saw us in the mirror on the wall. We looked so good like that, him obviously with my cock buried deep in his cunt. He glanced over and saw it too. We were staring at each other through our reflection, both of us grinning. "Breed me, papi. Breed me" he cried out while he milked my cock. Just like earlier, I couldn't hold off anymore. My breathing got ragged and then I gave one more shove, planting my throbbing cock in as far as I could. Ropes of hot jizz mixed with the spit and cum from before. "Oh god... thank you, papi" he said softly as the last few spurts shot out. Usually my second load is much smaller than the first and in this case it was reversed. He was filled with my seed and for now, my cock was holding it all in. I rolled us over on to our sides, spooning on the bed. I gave him a few kisses on the back of his neck and a few more on his cheek. We were both covered in sweat and panting as if we'd just come back from a run. Once our breathing and heartrate had slowed, my cock had softened enough to slip out of him. I laid there a few more minutes and then sat up. "So, was that your pity fuck for the year?" he asked as I was reaching for my sweats. "Nah, I don't do pity fucks. Life's too short to waste your time on shit like that. I only fuck guys I'm into" I replied as I pulled one leg on. "So you like fucking fat guys so you can show off your perfect body? Make em wish they were like you - all muscled and thin?" he asked. He didn't sound like he was mocking me, it was more inquisitive. "Sorry, I like to try all sorts of guys. It's more whether I think their going to be a good fuck" I responded, reaching for my t-shirt. I knew he was probing and trying to find out why I'd hooked up with him. "Ah... So I'm just another neg guy you tagged and maybe knocked up?" he then asked, laying there naked, covered in sweat and cum on his bed. "Not really. That might be part of it, but you sounded interesting and I liked a lot of the stuff you had on your profile. We didn't get to most of it so maybe next time we should get a little kinkier" I said, watching him as I slid my gym shoes on. "Next time?" he asked, looking very surprised. "Yeah, why not? I had a great time and I got you to shoot hands free, so I think you did too. Unless you don't want to..." I replied, a little confused. Maybe I had misread him and he was just going through the motions to get the fuck over. He just stared at me a minute before he said "Damn, I didn't even think you'd show up much less want a second time." I could tell he was about to get emotional and I could understand it. I wasn't oblivious to his situation. "Look, I can understand if your self esteem is a little low. People suck and can be damn cruel if you're not their idea of perfect. No one is fuckin perfect. But, you got a lot to offer guys and not just for sex. You're funny, you're smart and damn good in bed. It's a killer combo not a lot of guys have. So yeah, I want a repeat and see what other shit we can try. I bet it's as good as the basic sex we just had" I said, smiling back at him. "Basic sex? That was the best fuck I've had in years. I blew three times and barely touched my dick. Any time you want to go again, I'll be ready" he said, grinning at me. "It was pretty vanilla. We just fucked. It may have gotten a little rough at times, but it wasn't anything wild or kinky. Just a good ole Saturday night, ball drainin' fuck" I said as I stood up and headed towards his door. As I got there I turned and said "Next Saturday, I'll bring the rope and a few toys." "I got a few of my own" he replied as I walked out of his apartment.

Stairway to Heaven or Hell It had been a crappy day. Countless phonecalls, emails and texts and my lazy ass co-workers weren't giving me the info I needed. My boss was asking every hour if I was done with the project plan. It was almost 11pm and I had finally completed the damn thing. I'd thrown one co-worker under the bus, but it was his own fault for being a total jerk by not giving me any information after weeks of asking. My boss had the whole three week long email thread and he could deal with the dick. Now that he had the plan he'd been asking for with only a few "guestimates" from me to fill in the missing data, I could finally relax. I blew the smoke in the air and tossed the miniscule remains of the joint in the glass jar I kept on my table to keep all of those momentos. My cock was throbbing almost as hard as my balls. I needed to blow a three day load and I always preferred it went into a hungry ass rather than my hand. I looked at the apps on my phone and didn't really find anyone online that did it for me. All the bottoms were prep bois except for one that I had hooked up with once before and vowed never again to experience his level of crazy. Just before I was going to give up, I saw a familiar guy pop up. Maybe the last half hour wasn't going to be a complete waste of time. My cock stirred again and I quickly sent off a message. "Quickie?" was all my message to the college bugchaser said. "Cant dad home" he replied. "Sneak out? Stairwell by ur place?" I sent back. "Maybe" he responded immediately. I could tell by the pace of the messages that he needed to get fucked as bad as I wanted to fuck. There was a short pause and then he typed out "dad asleep on couch gimme 10." I typed back "k bring some dirty underwear" as fast as I could. I changed into some loose shorts, a tight muscle shirt and sandals and then grabbed a bottle of poppers and a marker, putting them in the pocket in my shorts. Unlike our previous meets, I figured I didn't need to hide a key or leave my phone at home. I could trust him to just be a greedy cumdump and nothing more nefarious. I took my time going up the stairs and made it up to the 20th floor with a few minutes to spare. Sitting down on a stair leading to the 21st floor I opened up the camera on my phone and set it to video mode. I took a quick test video to see how the lighting was and it looked good. After another minute, I heard the 20th floor door open slowly. College boy poked his head in, looked around and then came in. He was wearing some running shorts, a pair of flipflops and nothing else. In his hand, he had a pair of light blue CK trunks which he raised up as he got in front of me. I took the trunks and stood up, turning around and going up the rest of the half flight to the landing. College boy followed me and I smiled at him as I turned around. "Mind if I grab a video this time?" I asked. "OK but no face shots" he replied, a tinge of nervousness in his voice. My shorts hit the floor a few seconds later. I stepped out of them and took the brown bottle out of the pocket and handed it to him. He took two long breaths from each side of his nose just like a seasoned pro. A moment later I could see the poppers hit him right as I took the bottle back and did a few quick hits myself. Resting my hand on the top of his head, I didn't even need to push down for him to take his position on his knees in front of me. His tongue lapped under the shaft and a few moments later his lips had engulfed my cock. He began with his tongue exploring all over my dick and foreskin. He was going a lot slower than I expected, but it felt really good. He pulled back a bit and with his hand pulled the foreskin back, revealing almost two days worth of sweat, dried piss and cheese. College boy bathed my cock head clean of all the crud before he worked in earnest to make sure my cock was dripping with his spit. I brought his trunks up to my face and breathed in deep. They were full of his scent as well as the smell of dried cum. The moan that came out of him was short, he caught himself and knew that we needed to stay as quiet as possible or all 26 stories were going to know what we were doing. When I thought he had my cock wet enough, I tugged him up by his arm. I stuffed the underwear into his mouth and turned him to the short railing dividing the two concrete staircases. He reached out and braced himself on the railing as I took my place behind him. I yanked his running shorts down and squeezed each side of his firm butt. Spreading his ass cheeks apart, I went in tongue first and had his muscled butt pressing against my scruffy cheeks. College boy knew what he was doing and was working his ass muscles around my tongue while I forced some spit inside. While I like the dominance that spitting on a hole before I fuck it sends, I was trying to keep this quiet. I only rimmed him about a minute, but when I got up there was a nice wet spot on the concrete where my dick had drooled some precum. Guiding my cock back where my tongue was a few moments ago, I pushed my hips in and popped inside him with surprising ease. I quickly wondered if he had been playing with toys or had just been fucked. Either way, it was going to make my job easier and keep him quieter. Slowly I slid in, filling his ass with my potent fuckstick. I got most of the way in and then hit that familiar wall. Retreating just an inch, I slammed back in, plowing right through into the inner chamber. College boy stood there almost motionless, with just the faintest trembling in his body as I stood there with my cock inside him, fully rooted. I heard a light moan come from him while I pulled back and drove my hips forward. My cock slowly fucked him for a few minutes, both of us enjoying the friction only a raw fuck can provide. While plowing my dick in and out, I heard a noise and froze. The sound of one of the doors clanking shut echoed up the stairwell, followed by the fading sound of feet shuffling down the stairs that told me there was nothing to worry about. Rocking my hips again, his hole wasn't really slick like if he had been bred earlier, just lubed a little from my spit and precum. At this point I figured he had been working his hole with a dildo or something. It felt fucking awesome, with a good amount of friction and just a little lube. He was getting sloppier but it was my pre that was adding a little more slickness with each stroke. My cock drove in firmly but not quite all the way in. I was trying to balance a good hard fuck and one that wouldn't wake the neighbors. I yanked my cock out and shoved three fingers in, twisting them back and forth for a few moments and shoved my dick back in. College boy groaned, not loudly but I could feel it with my hands which were now wrapped around his neck. Thrusting in, I watched my hips bounce off his ass and then I remembered my phone. I let go of his neck and Leaned over, my cock slipping from his ass but college boy just stood there waiting for more. I aimed my phone's camera at his ass and drove my cock slowly back inside. You could hear his muffled groan again as I pushed through his inner ring and bottomed out. I held there a moment and then began pumping again. I remembered why I hated videoing fucks, I really wanted to get the best fuck out of a bottom rather than pretend I'm Quentin Tarantino or Michael Lucas. The longer I fucked, the shakier the phone got. I pounded him harder and harder and he just braced himself better, spreading his legs a little bit wider. Slamming in, I then slowly pulled my cock out, the video showing his gaping hole slowly close after my cock had fully moved away. Holding the shot on his pussy, I shoved back in and hammered a minute before I couldn't hold back any more. I'm sure if you looked at it from below, you could watch my cock pulse as each rope of diseased cum shot into college boy's fertile tunnel. He could feel each throb of my cock while I shot my seed inside. On my second shot I felt his outer ring start to squeeze and release it's grip around my shaft. For me, there's no better feeling than dumping my cum inside a good bottom and fucking the cum out of him at the same time. I know some tops don't care if a bottom gets off or even make sure they don't, but I love the feeling of a guy milking every drop out of my dick as he orgasms. Hopefully, he was dumping the last of his neg seed on the stairs as my cock delivered the next wave of viral warriors that would claim his body. A few more thrusts and I pumped a few last spurts of charged seed inside him. My phone was still recording and I wanted to capture the cum drip out of the hole that I had just inseminated. When his ass gave one last squeeze, I leaned back slowly and zoomed in at his battered hole. There was no doubt that his hole was filled with cum, but to emphasize what type, I reached back and grabbed the marker from my shorts. Aiming the camera just above his ass, I pulled the cap off with my teeth and wrote "Pozzed" before I tossed the marker on my shorts. I slammed in one more time, burying every inch of my shaft inside. He wasn't expecting it and groaned around the gag in his mouth. Pressing the button and ending my recording, I dropped my phone on my shorts and stood back up. I gripped his torso, pulling him back against my chest and feeling the sweat on his back soak into my tee. "That's your third charged load and I've never fucked a guy more than three times" I whispered into his ear. College boy whimpered while I pulled the trunks from his mouth and then whimpered a little louder when I slipped my cock out of his ass. Using his trunks, I wiped my dick off and stuffed them back in his mouth. I pulled my own shorts on and made sure I had my phone and poppers before going down a few steps. I turned and looked up at him and saw he was staring back at me with a worried look. "Don't forget the plug. You don't want to lose any of that hot load" I said before going down a few more steps. "Oh, and you probably don't want to run around shirtless until you get the marker off your back" I added with a chuckle. Turning again, I jogged down the stairs to my floor.

Older, Not Wiser The show on the TV ended and the next episode looked pretty lame, so I turned off the TV and picked up the laptop to do a little surfing. I hit most of my usual hookup sites and had a couple emails at a few of them. There was one from the older guy and I opened it first. "sorry for not replying sooner, been busy. Yes, I'm sure. You up for meeting?" the message read. I wasn't sure I wanted to deal with an older vanilla guy, but I figured it was worth getting a little more info. "maybe. u on prep?" I sent back. The little green dot next to his profile told me he was online and I wondered if I would get a reply back. It was only a couple minutes and I heard the "ding." "What's that?" he had replied. I chuckled to myself wondering just how experienced this guy was. "a drug" I replied, being intentionally vague. Less than a minute later I had his reply. "I don't do any drugs other than pot on rare occasions. Do you?" he asked. I shook my head and laughed. I responded "pot 4 me 2." I knew this guy was in way over his head and yet my cock got hard thinking about dumping a toxic load or two inside him and letting fate decide what happens. Once he was poz he could become the sex pig he's always wanted to be. I hadn't gotten another message, so I sent one "when u want to meet?" A few other sites didn't generate any interest and I was about to give up when I got a message back from the older guy (phnx469). "Sorry, wife interrupted. meet @ 6pm?" he said. This was getting more interesting. Was this guy yet another married bi guy craving poz dick? I sent back "ok. where?" and he answered right away "20th floor by elevators." Chuckling to myself I wondered if he was college boy's dad. Yeah, there were over a dozen other condo's on the floor, but it was really hot to think I might have a chance at knocking up a real father and son. Coming back to reality, I replied back "u going 2b alone?" "Yes. Wife n kid will be shopping" he replied. I licked my lips and typed out "ok." With a few hours to kill I watched some porn and then showered. While he wanted to meet at the elevators, I took the stairs instead. I felt a little more winded than normal for climbing nine flights, but put it down to my more sedentary life locked up at home and with fucking my only real exercise. "Gonna have to come up with a workout schedule I can do at home" I thought as I opened the door. Looking down the hallway, I spotted someone near the elevators and walked calmly towards them. As I approached he seem startled that I didn't come via the elevator. I wasn't really sure that it was him since the pictures were of a smooth guy and I could see chest hair popping out of his tank top. His legs showed a decent amount of hair on them below his jogging shorts and he had several days growth on his face. "Phoenix?" I said quietly and he nodded. One thing I don't like is guys sending out pictures that are either old or different on how they look. A new piercing or tattoo is fine, but 30 pounds heavier or like in this case, much hairier, is deceptive advertising. He said "Follow me" and started walking down the hall. He wasn't walking towards college boy's condo, so another fantasy was gone and I tried to figure out what I was going to do. One option was to turn and go back the way I came but that seemed like a cowardly way to end this. I followed him down the hall and was surprised when he opened the door to the other stairwell. As soon as we got inside, I put my hand on his shoulder and said "Stop." Phnx469 seemed to be surprised. In a hushed tone I said "What's the deal? Your pictures don't really look like what I see right now and you aren't even naked yet." He stared back at me a moment, looking confused. I flicked my finger over the tufts of hair poking over the neckline of his tank top. "Oh that. Yeah, my wife wanted me to shave my body hair and that's when the pictures were taken that I used on the site" Phnx469 said. Pushing him against the wall, moving about six inches nose to nose and no where near a good social distance, I looked him in the eyes telling him "Dude, that's not cool. I don't mind hairy guys but you clearly are showing a smooth guy on your profile. What else is totally wrong?" He was nervously shaking and I saw him try to speak, but nothing was coming out. On the third try he mumbled "Nnnnnothing. That's the only thing that changed. I... I... I hated shaving it all the time." I realized that I may have given him that "try kinkier stuff" goal accidentally by getting a little dominant with him. That wasn't my intent, but it helped get my point across and I told him firmly "OK, that's your one and only fuck-up. If anything else doesn't check out, I'm gonna be outta there and you're never getting another chance. Understand?" He nodded and I backed up, letting him get by and head down the stairs. We only went down one floor and ended up going into apartment 19J. I looked around and chuckled to myself, thinking I was suddenly in some grandmother's apartment. Lace was everywhere - on tables, on the curtains and on the 'art' on the wall. All of the furniture looked like it had been stolen out of Queen Victoria's castle. I hoped it was his wife's style choice but at least one of these pieces was probably going to have a cum stain or two on it soon. I gently guided him towards the sofa and told him to strip. "Bed?" he asked and I said "Nah, this looks like a better place. I can watch the door in case anyone comes home." "Let me get a towel" he then said. I chuckled and told him "Just don't make a mess and you'll be ok" before I put my hand on the back of the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. I raised my foot and pushed them the rest of the way to the floor as I said "Suck me quick before I see how that cheating ass of yours is." It wasn't a bad blowjob but nothing that was going to make me shoot right away. He knew how to do it, unlike a lot of straight or bi guys, he was just nervous sucking cock in his living room in full sight of the door. I rested my hand on the back of his head, which got him to take more of my stiffening cock into his mouth. He was struggling with the thickness but was doing a good job of keeping his teeth off my shaft. Wrapping both hands around the back of his head, I eased my cock deeper until it hit the back of his throat. He began gagging right away but I held it there a few moments before letting up and allowing him to breathe. "Oh fuck! I don't know if I can take that" he gasped out. "Oh, you will. If not down your throat then up your neg ass" I replied, pushing back in. It went deeper this time and I gave a little shove just before I pulled my cock out. He stood there staring at my spit covered cock and then looked up at my eyes. I knew he was having second thoughts but at this point I was committed. Unless he was a really bad fuck, he was going to get fucked and loaded up with my special DNA. Rubbing my cock over his lips as he looked up at me, I wanted to feel his tight pussy stretching around my cock. Letting go of his head, I grasped his arm and pulled him to his feet, turning him around and giving a gentle push to the corner of the sofa. He kneeled on the floral fabric cushion, bracing one hand on the arm and one on the back of the sofa. I knelt down and pried his hairy ass cheeks apart, pressing my face in between and rimming his hole. He was clean but there was the faint taste of lube so I didn't dig my tongue in any deeper. I forced some spit in though and based on the quivering of his sphincter he was relaxing a bit. "Perfect" I thought to myself and stood up, dragging my cock along the spread crevice until it found it's next target. Pulling the rest of my foreskin back, I pushed the dripping tip inward until I felt it give. Phnx469 started to groan loudly so I leaned forward and put my hand over his mouth. "Fuck, you're tight. Relax or this is really gonna hurt" I whispered in his ear. Adding more pressure, the further in I went the louder he yelled. My hand muffled some of it but I was glad we were not in the bedroom near the neighbor's apartment. I gave the side of his head a whack with my other hand and said "Relax, damnit!" His grip on my shaft loosened a little and I got another few inches in. "Is this the first bare poz cock you've taken?" I asked. "Mmhmm" he groaned out. "Good, then let's make this a memorable fuck" I replied, rocking my hips back and forth. I plowed a minute or two and then pulled almost out and dripped some more spit on my cock. He probably had everything setup in the bedroom, lube and maybe even condoms on the night stand, towel on the bed and maybe even a hidden camera to record the deed. But I was going to do this my way. Thrusting my hips, I went back to slowly plowing his tight hole and opening him up. He stayed still and while tense, he wasn't fighting my dick. I don't know if he got tired or relaxed more but after a couple more minutes his hole loosened its grip slightly so I could drive in easier and faster. The groans and grunts from him also had a less strained tone to them so I uncovered his mouth and moved both hands to his shoulders. It gave me a good stance to fuck him harder. I still hadn't given him all of my cock, it kept bumping into his inner ring and making him grunt but I hadn't broken through yet. Moving back a few inches, I changed my angle of attack and started digging the head of my cock in different directions. I knew the second I hit his prostate from his loud moan and the quivering of his sphincter around my cock. Surely he was leaving a nice wet patch of precum all over his wife's flowered couch. His cock wasn't the only one that was flowing precum. His hole was getting juicy and giving off those sloppy pussy sounds I love to hear. Part of me wanted to keep fucking him until his family came home and found him getting fucked by a stranger but I didn't want to deal with the drama. I drilled him harder for a few more minutes and then slowed down. I looked over his shoulder and on the table next to the couch was a picture of him, a woman and a teenage boy. "That your family?" I asked, grinding my hips on his ass. "Yeah" he said with a worried tone. I just chuckled and began thrusting again, turned on by him looking at his wife and kid while some stranger barebacked his cheating cunt. My balls started to tingle and I knew it was time to fill him up with my tainted seed. Shoving in hard, I broke past the inner ring and phnx469 let out a loud yelp. I dragged my cock slowly back and rammed in again garnering a painful "Oh fuck!" One more shove and I couldn't hold it in any more. The first few spurts fired off as I was shoving in and the next few were planted deep inside him. He moaned out another "Oh fuck!" while I growled breathlessly "Take that fuckin' poz load!" Each throb of my cock pumped more virus filled semen into his ass and it felt damn good. Rolling my hips a few times as the last few shots of cum pumped out made sure that his guts were painted with a thick coating of my cum. We stayed connected for a couple minutes until we were both breathing normally and my cock had started to soften. Slowly, I pulled out and saw a glob of dark pink cream run out of his stretched out hole, off his balls and on to the cushion of the couch below. As I backed away, he slowly stood up, his cock still hard and dripping the last remnants of his neg load. The back corner of the sofa cushion was wet and creamy as well as the seat cushion where he dripped while I fucked him. The scent of cum permeated the air and I knew he was going to have a hell of a cleanup job before his family got home. I picked up my shorts and put them on, grabbing his shorts and mopping the sweat off my face. Tossing his shorts at him, I started walking to his front door. "Thanks, man. You got a good ass and I'm sure that won't be the last poz dick you take" I said over my shoulder. Opening the door, I began walking down the hallway to the stairs at the other end. Just after I passed the elevators, the car arrived and out walked a woman and her son. They both headed in the other direction and I almost burst out laughing. Phnx469 wasn't going to have time to clean up the mess on the couch and he might not even have any clothes on. He really was going to have an interesting evening.

As Cody leaned over a metal folding chair, I imagined how many dirty, gay daddies like me would pay money to be in this position. Maybe others will get a turn at this kid another time. Right now, it’s my time to own this kid, destroy his innocence, and remind him that I hold his dreams and his career in my hands. With Cody leaned over and staring at the floor, I slid one hand inside the back of his tiny white briefs and slid them down to the bottom of his muscular ass. He said nothing, but I thought I heard a slight grunt. I couldn’t help but to snap a couple of photos of this nearly naked country-boy hunk with my phone, using an angle that was sure to show the side of his face with his bare ass on display. That could be valuable down the road. With Cody’s face still faced toward the floor, I pulled a small container of lube from my pocket and greased up my right middle finger – the one with the jagged nail filed into a sharp point for occasions like this. “This might sting a little at first, but you’re going to feel better soon, I promise,” I said. With my left arm across the boy’s muscular back to hold him in place, I wasted no time sliding my finger and its jagged nail against Cody’s virgin neg hole and gently pushed inward. “Holy shit,” Cody mumbled. “Jesus, fuck. What the fuck, man?” Despite his meager vocal protests, he mostly didn’t move, aside from the flinch when my rough fingernail began to scrape the inside of his young, unprotected hole. I reached into my other pocket and brought out a tiny bottle of poppers I had bought just for this occasion. I reached around to Cody’s face with my free hand and ordered him to take a few sniffs from the bottle – he didn’t question me as he inhaled about four whiffs. “Fuck. Fuck. Goddam. Uhhh,” Cody said, his voice trailing off. I could tell that he was flying and under the spell of the poppers. Now was the time to get what I needed. I pulled my finger out of his virgin butt and briefly admired the bright red negative blood that had gathered under my pointed fingernail. Not wasting time, I slid my jeans and underwear down and lubed up my hard poison cock and aimed it toward Cody’s scraped and bloodied hole. My poz precum was already adding a layer of extra lube as I pressed my thick mushroom head into his virgin ass. “Oh my god, fuck, oh my god,” Cody mumbled. “Man, I can’t do this. I’m not gay, no way. Fuck.” Still, he didn’t resist, and aside from another slight flinch, he took my raw cock like the young alpha jock that he is. I don’t think he fully realized what was happening. Within seconds, my toxic dick was all the way inside this 19-year-old country boy god and spurting poison precum into his young unprotected hole with each thrust. “Cody, this is just another level of your training. I know you can handle this. You knew you’d have to make sacrifices,” I said, not sure if he even knew who I was or where he was under the influence of the poppers. “Fuck. But you … you’ll … help me, right?” he said between his low grunts. “I will, Cody. I’m here for you,” I said. “I want what’s best for you. We’re about to change your life.” Under my breath, I whispered, “I’m about to destroy you and give you AIDS, jock boy, but I can’t stop now.” I don’t think he heard me. Maybe he did. As I steadily pumped my dirty cock inside him, I really didn’t care. As he continued to moan quietly with every thrust inside his tight, tanned ass, I leaned down and bit into his smooth neck, determined to leave a mark that would further remind us both of my power and influence over this naïve country bumpkin. After a few seconds of hearing Cody’s heightened moans while I bit into his taut, sweaty flesh, I leaned back and saw that I’d broken the skin and drawn blood. I’m not one to waste an opportunity, so I pulled my cock all the way out of his hole and scooped up the mix of my poison poz precum and the blood from his hole. As I eased my dick back into his muscled body, I smeared my virus into the open wound on his neck, determined that he will leave this locker room with my disease one way or another. (This was a little trick I learned when Daddy pozzed me. When he fucked me, he pulled out a needle and jabbed two of my fingers with it, opening wounds that he immediately covered with his poz precum. Whether that was what got me, we’ll never know.) I knew my time with Cody was limited, and I feared he would come to his senses soon, so I worked quickly to seed his unprotected hole. I built up speed and felt my load brewing fast as I held onto his sweaty, muscled shoulders. “Here you go Cody, this is part of your sacrifice on your way to the big-time,” I said as I felt my thick, dirty jizz begin to shoot into the jock boy’s negative hole. My fingers dug into his firm shoulders as my poison erupted into his bare ass, pumping my killer virus (and Daddy’s) into this young, hunky, healthy straight kid. I’ve seeded a lot of young asses in my poz journey, but the feeling of shooting my deadly toxin into Cody was on a whole new level. It was intense. He moaned a bit but was mostly quiet. “Holy fuck, oh shit. Oh shit. Did you use a condom?” I think Cody was finally realizing what happened. “You have nothing to worry about,” I assured him. “I told you I’ll take care of you.”

Ben Cheats with Sam – as told by Ben As much as I love Brandon I love variety in sex and love getting fucked bareback by a big dick. Really, bareback is the only way I like it, which is why I was on PrEP when I met Brandon. I fucked around raw so much before I went on PrEP that I am surprised I never got sick. We had only been married about three months and I was already ready for another guy’s dick in my ass, preferably raw. Brandon had left on Sunday afternoon for a one week business trip. Realizing that we were out of beer I ran down to the local liquor store for a six pack. To my surprise and delight I ran into my old college roommate who had recently moved back to the neighborhood. Blond haired brown eyed muscle hunk Sam. Brandon’s 8 inch dick is amazing but Sam’s 10 incher is the biggest I have ever seen (or had fuck me). Sam is uncut, just the way I like it and he had fucked me often while we were in college, always with a condom. He always pulled out to cum, pulling off the condom to jerk off over my ass or belly. I longed to take it bare and to take his load deep up my chute, but he would have none of it, always insisting on protection. We spent a few minutes standing between the rum and the bourbon catching up on all that had happened in our lives in the few years since we had seen each other last. I could not help myself looking. Sam was even hotter than when he was in college. He had obviously been working out and was tanned and buffed. His tight jeans left nothing to the imagination and I kept looking at his bulge. He noticed. “So you’re married huh?” “Yes.” “But that doesn’t seem to stop you from eyeing my meat. Looks like you want it!” I looked at him with lust. “Yeah. Brandon and I have an agreement. Sort of a don’t ask don’t tell arrangement. We can fuck around as long as it is safe and we don’t have to tell each other. Since it’s only been a few months I have not done anything yet. With Brandon out of town I have not had a fuck for days.” I looked at his crotch again. The bulge was becoming more prominent. Sam was obviously interested in a replay of those nights in college. Sam was not quite ready to respond to the hint. “Well, I guess you’ll just have to go home and jerk off to that bareback porn you love so much. That way you won’t be cheating on your husband.” “Actually, I was thinking more on the lines on what we did in college: Drink beer, listen to music and then do what comes naturally.” Sam grinned “Yeah, remember those days? We fucked a lot. You used to try and get me drunk so that I would forget the condoms and fuck you bareback! I never did give in to you, did I?” “Nope” was my response. “And now I am married with an agreement to abide by.” Sam chuckled. “Yeah! Of course. I also have my rules, just not an agreement.” He paused and looked hard at me before continuing. “How about this: We grab some beers and go to my place. My condo is only two blocks from here. Then we can catch up on old times, drink beer and see what happens.” He looked down at the growing bulge in my pants and said “Based on what your pants are telling me I’ll take that as a yes.” We each grabbed a six pack, paid for it and headed out into the street. Sam was not kidding when he said his place was close. He told me not to bother moving my car and we were unlocking his front door in less than five minutes. So convenient, a bit more than a mile from our house! His condo was sparsely furnished as he had only recently moved in, but it had all the necessary stuff. We sat down in the living room and each of us cracked open a beer. We discussed old times and old friends and what everyone was up to. The talk was getting more and more sexual and I could see that he was getting aroused, and I was getting uncomfortably hard in my tight shorts. Sam stood up. “I’ve gotta piss. Beer is starting to work. Be back in a minute.” As he walked out of the room I marveled how good his muscular ass looked in his tight jeans. While Sam was gone I looked at the Porno DVDs lying next to the DVD player. When we were in college he refused to buy or watch any bareback porn unless it was “Pre-Condom”. Judging from the titles his tastes had changed: “Truckstop Bareback”, “Bare Gloryholes”, “Bareback Cheating Boyfriends”, Cum Loaded” and “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted”. Not a condom movie in sight. Sam returned carrying a couple of hand towels, a bottle of lube and some condoms. He placed them on the coffee table near to us. “I brought some supplies, just in case we decide we need them.” he said with a smirk. I had thought the whole idea was that we were going to fuck so we did need them! He grabbed “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted” and put it in the player. “He turned to me with a grin. “This is one of my favorite porn movies. I love the guys’ attitudes. They’ll take anybody’s dick in their asses.” We grabbed our beers and sat back on the couch to watch the movie. The move was set in an abandoned warehouse. Guys entered one by one and soon the stars were sucking dicks and rimming asses. The movie had barely started when Sam went down on my dick. He was still as good a cocksucker as he had been in college. I watched the movie while he worked on my dick. Quite a few of the guys in the movie had biohazzard tattoos, and soon the fucking started. First it was the biohazard guys fucking each other, and then they started randomly fucking the other guys. Sam stocked sucking and motioned me to go down on him. It was wonderful to get my mouth on his massive cock and taste his ample pre-cum after so many years. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the movie had got to a scene where three bottoms in a line were getting fucked doggy style by three tops with biohazard tattoos. Unlike many movies this one actually had the actors speaking. While I was deep throating Sam’s massive dick and working his foreskin with my tongue I could hear the tops talking dirty were saying how they were going to load the bottoms with their poz cum. Both Sam and I were rock hard by this time and he was leaking copiously into my hungry mouth. He eased me off his dick and looked at me “Ready for some real action? I want to taste your sweet ass.” I got up and went down on the couch on all fours. Within seconds he had his face in my ass crack and was greedily slurping on my hole. I relaxed my muscles and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could go. I was drooling profusely by now leaving a slick puddle on the leather of the couch. This did not last long. “On your back” Sam ordered. I watched as he reached across to the coffee table and grabbed the bottle of lube and a condom. He squirted some on his hand and then worked one, two then three slippery fingers into my greedy hole. “You ready for this? I know you want it SO BAD.” He said with a grin, squirting some more lube onto his hand and slicking up his rock hard cock. He wiped his hand off on a towel and then lined up his drooling cock with my hole. Then he did something unexpected; he ripped open the condom packet and rolled the condom over my dick while slowly pushing his way in. There was a brief spasm of pain as his massive meat entered my chute and then extreme pleasure as his bare dick stretched my anal walls and started to slide up into my ass. “I know you’ve always wanted me to fuck you raw.” He said as he thrust in balls deep. “But I always played safe, never did what you wanted. Now I only fuck and get fucked bareback. But you can tell your husband you wore a condom when we fucked.” I burst out laughing, which just made him fuck harder and faster. I had forgotten how well he fucked and I was extremely turned on by his tight muscular body as he thrust deep into my gut. I put my hand on my sheathed dick but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “NO. I don’t want you to waste your cum. It belongs in an ass; my ass.” He was so turned on by the thought of fucking me bareback at last that he did not last long. “Oh fuck yeah. Fuck. I’m close. You always had the best hole to fuck but this is so much better.” With that his dick started to spasm and he slammed his crotch into my ass as he started to unload his seed as deep as possible in my colon. “Breeding your tight ass good.” He thrust hard a few more times spewing his load into my hungry cunt. It was really hard to not cum hands free in the condom as the experience was so intense. He remained deep in my gut for a few moments before he spoke. “Fuck yeah. That was hot. And I know you are so ready to cum that if you stick it in my ass you will cum even before you are all the way in. I nodded in agreement. He withdrew his still hard member from my ass and went down on his hands and knees. “Eat my ass before you fuck me” he ordered “Get it good and sloppy so we don’t need lube.” His anus was not the same as I remembered it from college. No longer a tight pucker, his puffy ass lips relaxed to reveal a gaping hole. Sam had obviously been fucked a lot since we had been together in college. As I thrust my face into his tangy crack and slid my tongue into his welcoming hole I heard him say. “Yeah, like it? Not as tight as I used to be because I love getting double-dicked. I can take it real easy now.” I gave a muffled affirmative as I tasted cum in his hole. So he had already been fucked today. He obviously knew what I was thinking. “Yeah, Matt and Josh loaded me after brunch this morning. You’re going to have a slick ride.” His ass was now nice and wet so I got ready to fuck him. I still had the condom on and my dick inside was slick with all the pre-cum that I had been leaking. I pulled it off and lined my fat cockhead up against his ring. As I slowly pushed in I got a thrill from finally getting to do something that I had wanted so many times in college; Get my bare dick in Sam’s needy hole. Sam was moaning with pleasure as I slid it all the way in and past the inner sphincter. I started thrusting slowly, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming all the way home to get as deep as I could. Sam sighed.” Fuck yeah, you have no idea how many times I wished your dick was bare when you fucked me in college”. When he said that it took me over the edge and I rammed him balls deep and started loading up his ass. “Fuck bitch, I’ve wanted this for so long: Seeding you good and hard.” In that instant a long held wish came true for both of us. We rested for a few minutes taking in the moment. As I pulled out of Sam’s sloppy hole he joked. “Wrong porn movie. Should have been the Bareback Cheating Boyfriends. One of my favorites. Except it should have been husbands.” As we were getting dressed I asked Sam what had changed his mind about barebacking. It was quite by accident he told me. “About a year ago I met this really hot couple for a threesome. They said they always fucked each other raw but we agreed that when I would fuck and get fucked it would be safe. It did not work out that way and I am sure they planned it like that. We had all fucked each other at least once, me with condoms and Matt and Josh raw with each other but none of us had cum yet even though we had been close a few times. Matt was fucking Josh while I was sucking him. He turned to Matt and said I sucked better when I was being fucked and next thing Matt slid his bare cock out of Josh and slid it up my ass. No condom this time and slick with Josh’s ass juices. It felt so fucking good. Matt must have been really close because he only thrust a few times before I felt his dick swell and he started dumping a massive load in my hole. Then Josh said that since I could not catch anything from him that I could not catch from his boyfriend he wanted to fuck me raw as well and he did. Well, that did it. It felt so incredible that by the end of the evening I had seeded them both and each had bred me twice. They admitted afterwards that they liked hooking up with safe-sex only guys and converting them to bareback in the heat of the moment. I never used a condom since and I must have been bred by more than a hundred guys. Matt and Josh go as bbcpl4loads on the internet.” I wondered about the risks Sam had been taking but I still wanted him to bareback me again. I guess I should have still been on PrEP even though I had never been as good about taking it regularly as I had been about taking loads.