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Spin the Bottle The commute on Wednesday was so much easier than the day before. I crawled out of bed, pissed, made some coffee and sat down at the table naked, ready for work. The day breezed by and I closed the laptop just after five, having never had to put any clothes on. The time I setup to meet Gabriel was a few hours away. I didn't want to be rushed like I had been the day before with Chase or make it sound like I was inviting myself over for dinner. As I was making myself something to eat, I began to think that maybe I should invite him over for dinner. That thought caught me off guard since I liked to keep people at arms length. But there was just something about him that I liked. Maybe it was his honesty or vulnerability or playfulness or how he felt in my arms or something I hadn't realized yet. Yeah, the sex was good, well... great, but I thought there was something more to it. I finished my dinner and jumped in the shower. I felt like a total queen as I rummaged around for just the right things to wear. Eventually, I decided on worn jeans with a few tears in the leg, leather boots and a tight fitting tee. Sexy and a little edgy. I picked a bottle of wine out of my rack, which thankfully took much less time than the clothes selection. I put a pair of plastic wine glasses and a corkscrew in the bag with the wine and went downstairs. I had called an uber and stood there in the vestibule waiting for it. "Damn, you lookin fine there. Hope it's a hot date" the doorman said as I stood there waiting for the car to pull up. Chuckling, I replied "Thanks. I hope its hotter than hot." The car finally arrived and I rode over to Gabriel's place silently. I got out and tipped the driver extra since he was really quick and safe, a rarity among taxi and ride share drivers from my experience. A push on the button and a few seconds later Gabriel was opening the door. His mom was in the living room watching TV and I said "Nice to see you again" as we walked through. She gave me a big smile and said "I'm glad to see you again, too" in reply. We walked back to his room, sitting down on the floor and I opened the bottle of wine. After I poured out two glasses, Gabriel took the bottle in his hand and read over the label. "Someone has good taste. This is not cheap stuff" he said with a grin. "I thought about bringing something fortified to get you drunk and easy, but I was all out" I said back, trying to hide my own grin. "Man... you already know I'm easy. I gave it up as soon as you got here last time" he replied. We both laughed and talked a while before he said "Momma must really like you. She said to have fun and just close the door if we do anything nasty. She's always wanted me to keep my door open when anyone came over." He reached back and swung the door shut. "You must have a lot of visitors" I replied, hoping the smirk on my face told him I was joking. "Tons... well... not really. A few friends and I've only had sex here twice. A guy in high school and you" he said, looking a little ashamed. "Quality over quantity" I said, taking a sip of wine. He burst out laughing and I wasn't sure if he was making a comment about the sex we had or not. "The guy in high school was as clueless about sex as I was. It was soooo fucking bad. I found out later that a couple girls in school had already experienced his lame moves so they passed the word around. None of the girls would have sex with him so he tried me. I thought getting my cherry popped was supposed to be this magical thing. Instead, I realized my finger was much better than his dick" he explained. "I hope I set the bar higher" I said. "You're here again, aren't you?" he replied with another of those sexy grins. I poured the last of the wine into our glasses as we kept talking. I didn't want to kill the mood, but I decided to bring up the free clinic that wasn't too far from his place. "Testing and visits are free and they find ways to make the medications affordable or free, too" I said. He seemed to appreciate my concern but stayed quiet after, saying "Thanks, I'll look into it." It felt like he didn't want to discuss it anymore, so I changed the topic and asked about his life out on the west coast. Once we had finished off the wine, I pushed the empty glasses and bottle to the side and pulled him close. We kissed for a while, our hands groping and rubbing all over each other's fully clothed bodies. He slid his hands under my tight tee and and had it over my head after a brief struggle. Next, it was my turn and since his shirt was much looser, it was sliding across the floor in about a second. He kicked off his slip-on shoes and then I realized my big fashion mistake. I reached down and pulled up my jeans and started unlacing my boots. "What the fuck? Boots? Fuckin' twenty hole boots? Were you planning on just slipping those jeans down far enough to get your dick out and fuck me against the wall like some back alley hookup?" he asked, looking pretty pissed off. "Nah... Nothin like that. I wasn't even planning on taking my clothes off tonight" I said back, innocently. It was the truth and even though I rarely met a guy without fucking him, this was going to be one of those times. I stopped untying my boots and began to lace them back up telling him "Maybe I should go." He moved closer and gave me the look my mom used to when I'd done something really bad as a kid. "I'll do it this time, but don't make a habit of it. I'm not your bitch" he said, his stern face turning into a devilish grin. He unlaced them and then tugged both off before looking back at me. "You don't think I spent all that time cleaning my booty just to have you sulk off home without giving me at least a quickie, do you?" he added, keeping the devilish grin. My pants slid off quickly and then my trunks. Gabriel stood up and did a slow striptease, pulling just his jeans off and showing he was going commando. He wasn't going to have any impediments to getting my dick in his ass tonight. But with his mom a few rooms over, I needed to be quiet. I pulled him back down to the rug next to me and kissed him again. A short while later, I rolled on top of him, pinning him face down to the floor. My stiff cock nestled between his butt as I continued to kiss the back of his neck while I slowly humped his ass. He was making these soft grunts with each stroke of my cock between his butt cheeks. Rising up and hovering over his body, my cock worked its way into the crevice and toward his hole. The quiet moan he let out encouraged my slow descent into him. It continued until my hips pressed against his ass and he whispered "Oh fuck yeah" before giving my cock a couple quick squeezes. Bending my arms, I lowered myself on to his back and began to roll my hips. This was a little like the second fuck a few days earlier, but I was determined to make it last a lot longer. I was only giving him quarter strokes, but it was the deep end and it felt really good to keep most of my cock inside of him. The moans he let out were quiet but I didn't want to let anyone else hear them but me. Reaching over, I could stretch just enough to grab a pillow and I tossed it next to his head. Moments later, his face was buried into the pillow and my strokes got longer. Some of his moans escaped the pillow but he kept most of them muffled. I sped up a little, giving the occasional hard thrust into him. He would grunt louder when I did that, and I didn't want his mom pounding on the door. It felt almost like one of those high school fucks I'd had so many years ago and I let out a soft giggle at the thought. I drilled him a few more minutes and then pulled my cock slowly out. I rolled him over and pushed his legs back before easily slipping my bare cock back inside. Gabriel held on to his legs, spreading them wider and allowing me to go a little deeper. We both tried to stay as quiet as possible but when I started to pound him harder, I had to place my mouth over his to keep our moans contained. With our mouths connected, it didn't take long for our tongues to begin playing. As much as I wanted to slam into his ass, I knew the sound of our bodies hitting each other would make more noise than I wanted. It didn't matter, the feeling of his soft, warm chute and the constant squeezes his ass gave my cock got me closer and closer to orgasm. Both my tongue and cock made a final plunge and I was again filling him with more of my charged seed. Almost immediately, I felt the first strong shot of his cum coat my chest and then his remaining ones covered his chest. Obviously, he had remembered my comment from my previous visit and allowed himself to cum naturally, rather than hold off until I had left. It did milk out another shot or two from my balls. I really believe both the top and the bottom should enjoy sex, regardless of the situation. We rolled again until he was laying on my chest. Gabriel alternated between kissing my chest, sucking on my nips and licking his cum off of me. A few minutes later he worked his way down my body and let his tongue loose on my soft cock. It didn't stay soft for long as he bathed it with his tongue, covering every square inch. "Mmm, a little metallic... you are trying to knock me up again" he said with a grin. He crawled up next to me and we began to kiss, swapping spit and poz cum back and forth. His arm was laid across my chest and mine around his shoulder. We dozed off for a few minutes and when we woke it was just after ten PM. I kissed him again and then he smiled back at me. "I have a favor to ask" he said softly. I nodded and he continued "I decided to take your advice and embrace the new, poz me. I'm going to start by getting a tattoo." I'm sure I looked a little shocked, but I tried to wipe it off my face and seriously ask "Are you sure you want to mark that beautiful body?" He chuckled and said "It's already marked on the inside..." pausing and then adding "I don't want something that is normally visible, but will tell the guys I get naked with what's up. I was thinking of a biohazard symbol on my ass, with the date below." "You know... that would be misleading if you become undetectable" I replied. "Yeah, but I will always be poz. I want to do it to show people I am not ashamed of having HIV" he said. "Well, then you might want something more visible. Maybe on your wrist or neck... on your chest or around your nipple. Just remember, it's permanent like the bug is, so choose something that YOU can live with" I told him. He nodded and seemed to be thinking more about it, so I gave him a minute before I asked "So what's the favor? I can't tattoo you." After a few moments Gabriel asked "Will you come to the shop with me on Saturday?"

So I’m sleeping last night and, as sometimes happens, I’m suddenly awake at 2am. I gotta answer the call of nature. I take a leak and am back to bed in moments. As it’s practically habitual, I check Grindr on my phone for messages as I’m laying down. Nothing new. No messages. No one I “know” online. I set the phone down on my night stand to go to sleep mode as I do the same. 45-seconds later I hear the chime. I’m thinking “who the hell is messaging” as I didn’t see anyone familiar online prior. Turns out it’s a message from a 23yo Hispanic stud that I do “know” and he had just gotten on. It was a simple message… “I need to fill you. Quickie?” It took me about 30-seconds longer than I would normally take to make that decision because, remember, I just woke up to pee about 5 minutes ago. The rest of the exchange was short, too. My reply, “yes”. His, “on my way”. Six minutes later I meet him at my front door naked. He comes in, strips, puts his already hard 7” cock in my mouth. I suck for about a minute to lube him up and the says, “ show me that pussy- I’m gonna fill you up.” I go legs up on my back in my living room and he’s sliding in home. That’s what I needed… what I’m good for. He pounds my mancunt for about 5-6 minutes and let’s me know he’s cumming. What a great feeling! Breathing hard he pulls out, gets dressed, compliments my soft pussy, and is out the door. Im walking back to my room and in bed by 2:30am. I like being a cumdump… answering the call of nature.

love to have a daddy like this!

The Newbies On Monday morning I was moving slow. The first cup of coffee helped and the second got me into the groove. This was a week I'd been dreading for a year and a half. My days were Tuesday and Thursday to go into the office. I wasn't really sure what the point was, since half of the people I would need to deal with were still going to be working at home those days. I could be just as productive sitting at home almost naked with my fuzzy slippers on. I checked my phones to see if there were any messages and sure enough both had some. My regular phone had a couple from work, two from my family and one from an unknown number. The hookup phone had a message from Chase. After reassuring my brother that I could find my way back to the office and my mom that I was still among the living, I dealt with the work messages. With coffee number 3 poured, I tackled the last two messages. "Hi. This is Gabriel. Thanks for yesterday. BTW my mom thinks you're cute" read the message from the unknown number. I quickly added him to my address book and sent off a reply. "Thank YOU. Was fun. Hope to meet up again. btw, your mom has a hot son." Then I moved over to the other phone and read Chase's message. "hope ur free this wk wud lv repeat tell me when" he said. "ur the busy one" I replied to Chase. I knew it would be a bad idea but I figured I could tap him on my way home from work on Tuesday, unless he was busy again. I knew I should figure out what my new work schedule was before planning the extracurricular events, but I really wanted to get my dick back into him. A minute later, I typed out "tues after work? abt 6?" I could get off the train a few stops early and have only a two block walk and I don't think he'd mind me being a little sweaty from working all day. It's not like I got very dirty at my desk job. Thankfully Monday was a lot easier than the last two at work and before I knew it I was done for the day. Done work-wise, anyway. Closing my laptop, I put it into the case it hadn't seen in over eighteen months and made sure my badge was still in the front case pocket. I sat down on the couch with a scotch in my hand and went to surf. A short while later my phone buzzed and I looked at the message. Gabriel asked "got some time?" You can always tell if someone has a quick question or if you're going to be tied up a while. I knew this was the latter. I refilled my glass and replied "Sure, what's up?" The phone call lasted almost two hours and we talked about a lot of stuff. Most of it was my sexual experiences and being poz for several years. I could tell he was still in the "freak out" stage after several months. Mine had lasted five minutes. He seemed surprised that I had no problem fucking neg guys and even was ok infecting them. "Unlike twenty years ago, there's a few ways for them to stay negative. I already eliminate some guys if they want to use condoms. I only bareback and I don't care about the bottom's status. My profiles all say that I'm poz and that covers the hookups I make. I can't tell you the last time I met up in a bar or club. The bathhouse on the other hand makes it hard to have that conversation. Guys that go there are already poz, looking to get poz or are on prep. Or just really naive" I said to him. "Some guys lie about their status" he said. "Yeah. All the more reason to be on prep if you're neg. But you're poz now, so it doesn't fucking matter. Choose your path. Stay off meds and let the other guys roll the dice. Get on them and it doesn't matter. Or, if you try to only fuck with poz guys, neither of you are at risk." I replied. "Ya know... I don't know what your sexual habits were before or even how you got pozzed. I don't want this to sound cold, but I don't care. My history with you started a few days ago. What you did before that doesn't really matter unless it consists of really bad shit and I kind of doubt you were that kind of guy. You're named after an angel, after all" I added. He laughed, which I took for a good sign. He told me about the hookups that he think got him knocked up. "Five or six hookups with this chubby latino guy that loved rough sex like I do" he said. Or his past, before covid where he was very picky about who he hooked up with and spent most of his time working not playing. "You missed the best time of your life. Being in your 20's, gay and good looking, you can get fucked 24 hours a day. 30 and over and its harder" I said. "Maybe, but I enjoyed it and some of the guys were very generous" he said, sheepishly. "You hooked?" I asked, surprised since he didn't seem to be the type. "No, not as a job. I just had a few customers at the restaurant that didn't mind spoiling me if I gave them some personal attention later" he replied, very defensively. "You'd probably do really well if you escorted, though. That body is fucking awesome and your ass is even better" I replied, chuckling. "I prefer sex to have a little more meaning than collecting money" he said. "Come on. We met on a hookup app. That's the definition of looking for meaningless sex" I replied, trying to ignore the fact that now I looked at our meeting as more than a one night stand. "I know... but I've only met one other guy off it and it was a total mess" he responded. I quickly responded "How so?" and I could hear him take a deep breath. "He was another poz guy, since that's all I ever looked for after..." and I heard a sob. "He treated me like shit, told me I was just another worthless... poz... fag... and I should be grateful that he was willing to stick his dick in me" he finished up the explanation. "He's an ass. There's a lot of them out there and some are neg, some have no clue and some are poz. You're not worthless. He was probably jealous of you. You're sexy, nice, funny and great in bed, all things he probably isn't. Some dudes have such low self esteem they talk down to guys... especially bottoms... to make themselves feel superior" I replied, my blood starting to boil. It was at that point I realized that the weird feelings were because I genuinely cared about Gabriel. "Sorry... I didn't mean to get you mad" he replied. I took a deep breath and said "No, not your fault. I get pissed when I hear about someone mistreating people I care about." There was a little pause and I wasn't sure how he was reacting. "You know... this is a good time to re-invent yourself. Keep the stuff you really like and toss everything else. Be adventurous. Grow your hair out, do some drag, learn to skydive. Use the change as the beginning of the next chapter of life" I said. He still didn't respond and I wondered if I pushed him too far. "So... we got a little sidetracked. Did we cover whatever you wanted to talk about?" "Uh... Kinda. I just wanted to talk... Maybe see if it was just a hookup or maybe more" he said, his voice shaking. "Oh... shit... Uh... I don't really do relationships... very well... or... but yeah, I think it's more than just a hookup... Uh... mind if I stop by on Wednesday night? We can talk some more or even..." I said, hoping I hadn't fucked things up. I realized I was on my fourth scotch and pretty buzzed. "Uh... OK. What time?" he asked, sounding a little unsure. "Eight? I can bring something along if you want. 420? Beer? Booze? Wine?" I asked. "Oh shit... no weed. If mama smelled that I'd be out on the streets. Maybe wine would be ok..." he replied. "Ah... got it" I said, realizing my substance use was probably way more than his right now. -- Tuesday was the least productive day at work I'd had in years. Fill out forms, show my vaccination card, sign forms saying that if I got anything I had to stay home, sign forms saying that I wouldn't hold the company liable if I caught anything. Hell, I think there was a form telling them my left testicle was bigger than the right. The only good thing was that the guy they had collecting forms was really cute. Early 20s, nice lips, good butt, flawless dark skin, tight pants, neatly trimmed beard and his hair pulled back in a short tail. The kind that is good to hold on to as you pound his ass. He got kind of shy when I'd flirt or wink at him. He was safe, I never fucked guys from work. Flirt, yes. But if I stumbled across him at the baths and he didn't know it was me, his ass was mine. It was almost six when I looked at the clock and I quickly put everything away. I flew out of the office and hopped on a train, having to run the last hundred feet to catch one that was about to leave. I got off on the first university stop and made my way over to Chase's place, calling him again as I got to the front door. He was down in seconds and with me being about a half hour late, he seemed surprised that I had showed. We made it just inside the door when Tyler came out of his room and stopped, blocking the hall. I looked around and didn't see the Asian guy anywhere. "Sorry about my attitude last time... I... just... didn't know what the deal was" Tyler stammered out. "No worries, just realize everyone likes different stuff and don't shame them for it. You probably don't even know everything you like, yet. And just cuz someone else likes it doesn't mean you have to. But... keep an open mind and next time let Chase piss on you or tie you up. There's a ton of kinks out there to try and see what gets you hard" I said with a wicked grin. Just like before, he didn't seem to dismiss the thought right away and I wondered how long before he took his first shower or swallowed his first gulp of piss. He ducked back into his room as Chase chuckled behind me and we continued to his room. This time, I did close the door and we both were naked in seconds. I laid back on his bed with my semi-hard cock pointing up. He sat down next to me and looked over, unsure of what to do. Since I was going into the office that day, I'd put deodorant on and I didn't want him to get a tongue full of that crap, so having him eat my pits again was out. My hand guided his head to my dick and he started to suck on it. A couple minutes later, he rolled off the bed and on to his knees, never letting his lips leave my cock. He started out better than last time and when he decided to take it in, it went much smoother. Maybe it was because he wasn't trying to impress his roommates or maybe he'd practiced stretching his jaw since then. Chase still dragged his teeth along my cock and with him taking most of my dick several more times than last time, it really started to sting. One thing he was able to do this time was to bury his face in my pubes. He had to tug to get the last bit in, but he did. From the moan around my cock, he appeared happy he finally did it. I'm not sure if he was happier proving to himself that he could do it or prove to me he could. I don't really care about things like that, just make me feel good and get my dick covered in spit and I'm good. The spit was making the abrasions on my cock pretty uncomfortable so I pushed his head slowly backward. My cock head left his lips with a pop and he tilted his head up at me. Spitting a gob into his open mouth, I leaned down and grabbed under his arms, hoisting him back on his feet. As soon as he was up, I slid off the bed and got behind him. "Bend over and show me that hot ass" I said deeply. He spread his legs and leaned against the bed, as I'm sure he'd done lots of times before. Kneeling down, I only spent a couple minutes eating his ass, getting a little saliva into his winking hole and the hairs matted down. From his moves and moans, Chase needed to get fucked just as bad as I wanted to fuck him. My cock slid in a few inches pretty easy but I knew he was feeling it by the groan he let out. After getting the head in, I paused a moment before pushing half way in. I slowly pushed until I felt the barrier, enjoying the tight sleeve gripping my cock. I felt him push back and I knew that more force was needed to break through his inner ring. "Not yet" I said softly before slipping back and then rocking my hips. I plowed him with three quarters strokes listening to him moan. When he got used to it, I began to thrust faster. I heard a short whine and then he went back to moaning. Another ten minutes passed and I notched it up again, drilling him a little faster. The tip of my dick was teasing his inner ring and if I hit it too hard I'd feel Chase twist his body. Pushing him up on to the bed, I knelt down behind him and got into a good position to pound him. My cock slid easily into the gaping hole and I picked up the fucking where I had stopped. He kept moaning and muttering "oh fuck... oh god... ahhh yeah..." over and over. Some times he would shove his ass back as I went in and others he'd just work his ass muscles on my dick. The sounds from his now wet hole really spurred me on and after a few more strokes I gave a hard shove and broke through. He cried out and immediately buried his face into the bed while my hands held his hips still and I left my dick planted deep. I'm sure Tyler was listening to us on the other side of the wall, probably stroking himself silly. A few seconds later, I pulled back half way and resumed drilling his ass. Two minutes later I jabbed in again, slapping my balls into his. His outer ring clamped down on my cock and when it loosened up, I went back to plowing him again. Waiting a short while, I changed it up and began slowly deep dicking him. He took every inch and while I felt him squirm a little and gasp each time I bottomed out he never said "stop." It felt great but my balls were churning away and I only gave him four or five more thrusts before slamming in again. My cock throbbed as each shot filled his guts with my toxic load. I leaned forward against his back and slowly humped his ass, shooting a couple more spurts of cum into him. "Gonna knock this ass up good" I whispered into his ear. I ground my hips on his sweaty ass, listening to him moan before he collapsed flat on his stomach. My cock stayed in him, holding in all the viral goodness, as he continued milking my cock with his ass. It kept me hard a lot longer than normal and I did give him a few more erratic thrusts. This time he really sounded sloppy. After a few minutes just laying there, I rolled us on to our sides. I reached around and his cock was sticky and soft. "Already shoot your load?" I asked quietly. "Mmhmm. Twice" he replied, chuckling. "Sorry I didn't notice, I was enjoying how good it felt fucking you" I said mischievously. He laughed and replied "First was when you kept hitting my spot before you went all the way in..." He paused and I could tell he was a little shy about when the second was. "And?" I asked. His head turned back and I could see he was blushing. "When you said you were knocking me up" he said softly.

I realized I haven't written a post about any layover escapades since April. It's not that I haven't hooked up, it just hasn't been as much. And the fucking has been mostly quick and not noteworthy. All summer, our layovers have been dreadfully short. Airlines offered leaves of absence during the height of covid. Once vaccines started to roll out, they decided to fly a near full schedule from previous years. This meant that those of us still working would be working longer days and have shorter layovers. It was the norm to have scheduled 11 hours in a hotel (or even less). And with summer weather acting up...well, you do the math. I was often faced with the choice of getting sleep, or searching for some quick cock and cum. A lot of the time, I chose sleep. Luckily, every month I was able to schedule 2 or 3 stays in Salt Lake City. So my ass has been well taken care of by my fuck bud there. And he's always a good sport, will come out to my hotel at any time of day. Even if it's at 2 AM (and we had several of those). I've written about him before, so I didn't think it necessary to add anything. But the fucking was, as always, HOT! We even had a couple of dinner dates along the way. And yes, I'm seeing him a couple of times later this month. Kind of new for me, I've been actively seeking to top a bit more. In the past, I've mostly done it with regular fuck buds and the occasional bath house dark room. But topping a random guy from online has been difficult for me. For some reason I get all in my head about it, and sometimes can't deliver the goods. But I've come to find that if the bottom looks like a guy I'd want to top me, and there's kissing involved, I'm a pretty competent top! I've also found that once I cum, as long as I stay in the ass, my dick stays hard. I'll probably only be able to deliver one load, but I can fuck forever after I blow a load. Tomorrow night I'm in a hotel that's attached to the Mall of America. I have a 20 hour layover and despite the hotel having inconvenient parking and key controlled elevators, I'll be on the hunt. And I have a VERY eager and HOT top daddy in Denver who's rearranging his schedule to we can play next week when I'm there. Looking forward to getting some longer stays in hotels, and getting hot loads to post about. Stay tuned.

I am a 30 yo guy living in mostly monogamous relationship with a guy. I generally practice only safer sex. This is a real story of the first time I took a load on the first meeting with a guy and the first time I had something with a black guy. I am a normal dude with some muscle, some fat, nice face. I am usually a top. I live in Prague where there are just a handful of black guys and those are usually tourists. So I must say I had had no experience with a black guy – until recently. Couple of days ago this black beefy guy in his 50s hit me on grindr. We have exchanged couple of messages before and he invited me for a coffee. I was nearby so I came over and I did not expect anything. After chatting a bit we started kissing and one thing led to another and we were in his naked bed. I loooooved his body and his uncut big cock. After sucking him a little bit he started to eat me out. It felt really good. He asked if he can fuck me and I said no, but after a little longer of eating out I gave up. He said he doesn’t use condoms cause he can hardly ever find big enough for him (!). I never go bare with guys I do not know, but I was so horny I let him. With only spit instead of lube he got in. It hurt like hell, but after a little bit it felt really good. He was fucking me for about 20 minutes and then asked me if he can cum inside. To my horror I moaned yes! It was a loooot of cum. We cuddled afterwards and then I left. It felt good and wrong at the same time. But it was the first time I barebacked with a stranger.

Nothing, skipping a day now and again doesn't hurt and taking two to make up for it has no benefit (according to my doctor) just make sure you take it regularly and don't get into the habit of skipping. I use a weekly pill box so I know when I've forgotten and what day. Taking prep regularly keeps the drug in your system to do what it needs to, one day missed has little if any impact, several days however is a different issue as the amount in your system is lessened.

I got my last few loads from a 62 year old man who I met on the website “sniffies”. I asked For an old man with an uncut huge soft dick with super low hanging balls. Phil answered me and we met outside of the Copley Plaza Hotel in Boston. We said hi and Phil told me that he lived so close and I followed him to his place. His tiny apartment didn’t matter because as soon as we entered our clothes we’re off, he threw me on the bed, held my legs up, I started to suck his thick foreskin and cock pulling on his balls while Phil ate out my butt hole. Phil said he will get a little hard but not much which I answered that like I told him I love huge soft dicks. Phil said he was going to shoot soon in my mouth and he poured a huge thick load in my mouth which I swallowed it all. Phil then reached over and got some lube and greased up my hole. Getting between my legs, telling me to pull my ass cheeks apart, he squeezed his cock and started to force his dick head into my hole. Phil got the head in and squeezed more of the shaft and slowly worked the whole dick up inside of me. I was saying that I loved the way it felt and he could keep it up there all night long and I wanted all his loads up inside of my “cunt”. Phil started to pull out about halfway, then squeezed his base of his dick and pushed back all the way in. He repeated this a bunch of times and I was saying that I could feel his cock getting a little longer, harder and thicker, just laughed and said that he was ready to fuck me for the whole night. Well that’s what Phil did, he would fuck me, shoot, then fuck me, shoot, then fuck me , shoot, etc… he shot 5 times up my cunt to the point where his cum was farting out all around his cock by load 3 but he kept going telling me it is so much easier to fuck a stretched open cunt when it’s full of the best lube that Is made, sperm. I would keep reaching under his legs and would pull his balls over him so they were on top of my stomach. Phil and I all this time were sucking mouths like crazy. After #5 Phil rolled off of me, then I just started to pour out all of his loads…I couldn’t stop. Phil said he didn’t care. We stayed like that for a while then we showered together and as we were walking to the shower I was farting out his cum, thank God he had hard wood floors. Phil said that we should make a date for next weekend, how about Friday night then we could spend lots of time together and maybe after a while he would have a couple of his “old” friends join us because he knew that I would love them and they would love me. I told him Friday it was. I met Phil on 9/4th and I am so excited about this Friday, 9/10! How many loads this time?

CHAPTER 5: ADAM Nothing had transpired with him and Brandon after Tyler’s night of hell. Brandon didn’t seem to suspect anything, and Tyler certainly hadn’t said anything. Tyler dreamed of Jax every night, his hand would ferociously jerk his dick thinking about Jax. Everytime he told Brandon he loved him, the guilt was overwhelming, yet somehow it would make Tyler so hard he would have to leave the room to blow multiple loads. Then the guilt of getting off to the guilt of his infidelity would turn him on again. Tyler didn’t understand. He had so many levels of guilt he couldn’t even think straight, but everything was a domino effect. Each feeling of guilt manifested into Tyler wanting to cum, and cum, and be touched, and be bad. There was still plenty inside him telling him to stay good, to love Brandon, to treat that night like a horrible mistake, but never speak of it again, yet he know deep down he would have a hard time staying the straight and narrow after what happened to him. Once he had exhausted multiple orgasms for the day, he would tend to feel like he had gotten it out of his system, only to realize not even an hour or so later, that he craved it even more. Several days after that night, Tyler got a text from Adam. “I need to talk to you, can you come over?” The text inquired. “Whats it about?” Tyler asked. “Just come over please.” Tyler arrived at Adam’s apartment, where a tight pair of shorts and a sleeveless tee, his skinny body glistening in the sun. Adam answered the door shirtless, his face was full of pain, and he waved Tyler inside. Collapsing on the sofa in front of Tyler, his head in his hands, Adam broke down. “I didn’t know who else to talk to,” Adam said. “What do you mean Adam? What is this all about? We aren’t even that close!” Tyler said in a slightly exasperated manner. “What do you mean what is this about?” Adam exclaimed, “We cheated!” Tyler felt shockwaves shooting through him. How did Adam know? How could he know? He had left with that boy in the club. Plus, Aaron and Adam had an open relationship so how could Adam have cheated? “Those boys were all about you Tyler! I know they must have touched you to the extreme after I left.” “Uh, Adam,” Tyler sighed, “You know I am 100% loyal to Brandon. They were a bit flirty, but I drew the line. You should know that Im not about to cheat on Brandon.” “Oh, shit. Man Tyler, with you being the hottest thing in that club, I figured you’d let go, and just went for it. Those boys were hot too. Fuck. Now you’re not going to understand.” Adam sighed. “I’ve been cheating on Aaron with that boy from the club every day. He’s insane, he makes me take him bareback in front of all the happy pictures of Aaron and he begs me to tell him that I love him. And fuck Ty, I like it. I can’t stop it. I feel gulty as fuck after these 4 to 5 to 6 hour long lovefests are done, and it makes me horny. How can guilt make someone horny?!” Tyler felt the guilt begin to rise in him. Like getting a hardon in a crowd and being uncomfortable, Tyler felt himself immediately desperate trying to think of something to calm the burning fire that was going within in as soon as Adam started talking about guilt.” “Tyler, I’m masturbating like 20 times a day in pleasure every time I think about my guilt! What the fuck, it feels amazing, it feels wrong, but I don’t understand. We were supposed to tell each other everything, but it feels so much better to tell him nothing. It feels so much better to tell someone else that I love them and then bullshit it with Aaron. What the fuck is up with me?” “Adam, I….I….don’t know what to say buddy,” Tyler gulped hard, “I’ve just never gone through this before. I really can’t counsel you on this.” Tyler could see Adam’s tears, mixed with rage, mixed with a growing dick in his athletic shorts. Tyler was feeling like his control was being eroded at breakneck pace at this point. The jolts, shockwaves, tingles, shooting all throughout him thinking about cheating, guilt, and what is was doing to him at home, and now hearing someone else giving into it, made trying to keep his horniness almost impossible. His dick started to grow. Considering the size of shorts Tyler was wearing, it took practically nothing before it was obvious through Adam’s tears that Tyler was aroused. “Why are you hard?” Adam said, almost angrily. “I’m not,” Tyler lied again. Adam could see the darkness rising in Tyler, along with his average dick now being rock hard. Adam reached and grabbed Tyler’s now pulsing cock, and Tyler yelped. “Adam!” “Tell me to stop” Tyler was about to say it but he realized he couldn’t. “What, do you like this shit? Lying piece of shit!” Adam was more angry than horny. His grief, guilt, and internal hatred for himself was manifesting as sexual, but it was clear his anger was key. Tyler relented, “I mean, I mean, just maybe it turned me on just a little bit? I mean not a lot, I mean….” Adam slammed his lips into Tyler’s violently. Their tongues swirled, and then Tyler pulled away for a breath. “How many did you sleep with that night?!” Adam demanded. “None!” Tyler again lying harder than ever “FUCKING BULLSHIT YOU WHORE!” Adam roared. “HOW FUCKING MANY??!” “NONE!” Tyler was yelling back. Adams hands were beginning to grope him. Fog was entering his head. His mind went to Brandon, then to Jax, then to Adam’s anger staring him in the face. “I don’t fucking believe you for a second!” Adam screamed as he began to unbutton Tyler’s tight shorts. Sweat began to pour down Tyler’s face. The guilt bubble inside him was at a boiling point. His dick was pulsing, memories of that night were jolting him into the stratosphere, he felt the same loss of control he did with Jax. This perfect, sweet, sensual, beautiful disaster was overcoming him. He was weak, useless, trashy, and couldn’t hold it in any longer. “AT LEAST FUCKING 40!!!!” Tyler howled. “Oh you fucking lying, cheating disgusting slut!!” Adam returned the howl. Ripping off Tyler’s shorts down the smoothest, skinniest legs he’d ever laid his eyes on, he felt his dick pulsing uncontrollably. “And I bet it was all unprotected….” Tyler just looked down, he gave in to guilt, to shame, and Adam lifted his skinny legs in the air. “Well I guess you’ll love me in you raw, and not knowing where my dick has been then you fucking TRASH!” Adam plunged into Tyler without another moment’s hesitation. Fireworks shot through Tyler, the room disappeared, colors of every spectrum shot around him, his nerves were on fire as every sensation felt like heaven and hell mixed into some dark maniacal emotion. He wasn’t in Adam’s apartment anymore. He transcended space and time. Visions of his lovemaking to Brandon, his horror committed the other night, intertwined, fighting each other, shattering into a million pieces only to re-emerge to fight each other again. Tyler saw visions of Brandon sobbing, Jax laughing, Bastion breeding. Tyler saw two paths emerge. A glowing beautiful vibrant utterly blissful relationship with the man he loved, visions of 5, 10, 15 years down the road together in the most happy ways possible. The other path was his skinny body soaked from the rain in a back alley, his knees smashed into the concrete as his face was pressed up against a dumpster, rivers of cum flowing out of his perfect pussy, and a line down the alley, down the street and across town to enter him. “You. Don’t. Know. Where. My. Dick. Has. Been!” Adam screamed, every word was a gigantic thrust into Tyler. “Take that fucking shirt off.” Tyler relented, pulling his shirt off, showing off his wet, sweaty skin matted to his skinny frame, his metal and diamond piercings shimmering in the light. Their lips met again, this time anger melded with lust, Tyler felt love, then realized it was silly to feel love, and then realized he wanted to feel it, and then felt guilty. The guilt drove pre cum to start pouring out of his dick. “Gawd I used to think you were so perfect but you are goddamn utter trash!” Adam was still screaming. His hips were working into Tyler’s still incredibly loose hole. “You can tell you went fucking slut mode on Brandon you dumb fuck. I can barely feel my cock in your ass, and its fucking amazingly hot!” Adam continued pumping Tyler, Tyler’s head bobbing back and forth. He really was in another dimension. Adam would pull him out of his stupor, but then fell back into it. Adam’s words were dulled by the feelings Tyler was having. Again his mind watched visions of him being a back alley cum dump and he could feel the love that his future self had for what he was doing, and then his visions would change to a sobbing Brandon, and Tyler couldn’t understand, but he felt content. “I’m going to put my fucking babies in you and make you MINE!” Adam yelled. Tyler snapped out of his daze, “But I’m not yours,” he whispered quietly. Adam backhanded Tyler across his face several times, still increasing for fury in his fucking, then licking softly up and down Tyler’s neck and whispering, “You know you want to be mine.” Adam’s tone went from so angry to so sultry and it deepened the darkness swirling in Tyler. He felt new sensations shooting through him as Adam made his statement, a wanting, a belonging, a reason for new pleasure. “Make me yours them,” Tyler sighed. Adam screamed like an animal, ramming so hard into Tyler that Tyler lost his breath. He felt Adam slam his prostate so hard, cum began shooting from his dick, and then the fire hose of Adam’s dick began to blow his DNA deep within Tyler’s slut hole. “Kiss me better than you have ever kissed Brandon!” Adam orderd. And so Tyler did. He felt Adam and him ascending into the heavens, staring down at the world, electricity shooting out of them. He felt pregnant from the amount of cum deposited into him from Adam, and went limp in his arms. Adam pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned his dick with his mouth. “You’re disgusting, but that hole is mine,” Adam claimed. “ You will come over here whenever the fuck I want, or Brandon is going to know fucking EVERYTHING”. Adam had gotten his fill, and now his rage was back. Tyler could see this rage pleasured him, he was enjoying this, he was falling in love with his own anger and letting it consumer him. Tyler put his clothes back on, exchanging kisses with Adam and letting Adam grope him as he tried to get dressed. “I will ruin your relationship if I have to, do not make me go that far” Adam demanded. Tyler didn’t say a word. Adam for a moment, was taken a back. Tyler’s eyes, they looked like a cat’s eye, and animal eye for a brief second. Adam blinked, and it was gone. Must have been the light. There was no resolution. Tyler never agreed to come back, or denied Adam’s statement. Hair disheveled, sweaty, panting, and still higher than could be described, a defeated Tyler walked towards the apartment door to leave. Adam looked at his phone, Aaron would be home soon, otherwise this bitch would not have only taken one load of his DNA for the day. Adam felt he had Tyler hooked. He had no idea what was swirling in Tyler’s mind or the mania that was beginning to ensue. Adam’s phone vibrated with a text message as Tyler left the apartment. “FROM BASTION: WANT TO GO TO HELL TOGETHER TONIGHT ONCE AARON FALLS ASLEEP?” Adam smiled, a wicked smile. That Bastion boy really knew how to defile his hole. “WHENEVER YOU WANT, MY REAL LOVE”, Adam replied via text.

Im not fully happy with this Chapter but I needed to get over the hump to move the story forward and this was necessary. I hope you can understand and its still enjoyable for you. Luckily I am posting the next chapter right after this one. CHAPTER 4: HEDON At 4AM HEDON was still packed full of the most beautiful twinks anyone had ever seen. Its was an expansive commune, thirty to fourty times larger than Tyler had seen. There were dozens of expansive open sex rooms, private fuck closets, gloryholes, lounges, alcoves, bar locations and there was even the man den, a place for old men to come (if they were members or investors of the club that is) and enjoy the sensual delights of any boy there. Exactly, as the clock hit 4AM, all the lights in the club turned a deep red. A small buzzing sound came over the speakers for around 30 seconds, but the red lights remained. The scene was never affected by the change. Lust continued to flow from the multiple floors and every corner of the compound. Open and wild sex was rampant everywhere anyone would look. In a small brick hallway, 6 doors opened, almost simultaneously and 6 extremely skinny, black-robed figures exited from individual rooms. They wore only tiny black briefs, a hooded cloak that ran to the floor, and a tight fighting mask over their faces resembling a blank stare. Their pace down the hallways was brisk, but not overly hurried. They wound their way through the halls, up a set of stair, down two others. They had purpose in their movement, and they arrived at what happened to be a glass conference room, surrounded on 3 sides by the largest of the open sex rooms. It was more of a sex floor. Over 100 psychotic, wild, addicted twinks where going at it in various manners. Pleasure abounded from every look on their face, their ecstasy was real and pure. The six figures paid no attention. They entered the conference room one by one, each taking a set around a gorgeous ebony-wood lacquered conference table. At the head of the table, was another hooded figure. This one wore a mask, and also was in underwear, albeit boxer briefs. He had a beefy hairy dad bod. The mask he wore was the same blank staring mask as the 6 sitting in front of him. “Harbingers!” he said exuberantly. “Yes Hedon”, they all responded in unison. A man in an exceptional suit appeared next to Hedon, or Lord Hedon as he was officially known. The man looked as if he had just stepped out of trading on Wall Street. “This here is Michael Cormacker. He owns several multinational corporations with profits in the billions. He is married, bored, and desperate for the life that HEDON can provide him”, Hedon claimed. The figures said nothing. They didn’t appear to be in a trance. Their heads pointed downwards, their robes were slightly opened, showing glittering hints of their skinny bodies. There was no nodding, no acknowledgement to Hedon, just complacency, as it appeared. “Before we attend to Mr. Cormacker’s needs,” Hedon stated, “a slight bit of business and reminders”. The biweekly tradition of mounting will take place in next week for you six. You all have done it many times, you know what is expected of you. The normal 12 hour duration will be in place. Be prepared to give yourself to your deepest and darkest filth as you let the masses use you. Currently, with the club’s population, we are looking at least at 500. That may increase as we approach the date.” The figures all nodded, not saying a word. “Now, Mr. Cormacker. You are sincerely interested in our establishment, as our considerable amount of resources have determined. Let me help you understand what it is we do here.” Mr. Cormacker nodded. You could see his eyes darting in between the figures at the table, trying to catch a glance as to whatever was under their robes, how beautiful their faces must be under those masks. “These are the harbingers. The facilitate the corruption and the finality of giving in to utter pleasure, at whatever expense is necessary.” Hedon signaled to the figures at the table as he explained. “What do you mean harbingers? Cormacker seemed annoyed with the cult like nature of what he had originally thought was just a sex club. “Let me explain how Hedon operates,” Hedon described. “We practice the purest form of hedonism. We give into lust, pleasure, at any and all expense. Our greatest pleasure is seeing boys devolve into sexual maniacs, watching their relationships, lives, everything, fall apart right in front of their eyes, and watching them derive the greatest pleasure from it.” Hedon’s voice was deep, but smooth. The figures at the table made no response at all. “Listen man, I have unlimited funds to invest, but I have no interest in supporting a club with such an odd code. I just want unlimited fucking to satisfy me in the ways my wife never will!” Cormacker was annoyed at this point. “Permit me the time to explain the process.” Hedon signaled for Cormacker’s eyes towards the glass walls over the conference room. Smoke hid the clearer picture, but Cormacker, now focused on room surrounding the conference area, could make out thinly veiled figures, what looked to be perfectly shaped twinks, making out, touching each other , connecting with each other. On the panel to his left, Hedon pressed a button. Parts of the ceiling in the outer room surrounded the conference opened up, revealing giant fans which began to spin up. Within a moment, the fans sucked all the smoke out and the ecstasy was revealed. Cormacker gazed in disbelief at the number of beautiful twinks, sweat covering their bodies, their lips and tongues intertwined, their bodies gyrating to the dark evil techno that was playing. There was nothing but lust. He watched in amazement for minute after minute as the boys just cycled from one to another, with seemingly unlimited horniness, and craving more and more. “They only sleep as little as they can. This is how they live,” Hedon explained. “And it is done through the dark deeds of the harbingers. But in the end, all these boys chose this. They weren’t forced, they aren’t paid. This is the life they have chosen to live.” Cormacker’s mouth was practically on the floor at this point. What he was seeing was heavenly, and hellish, and every dream he ever had. “May I continue with your education then? “Hedon’s words pointed at Cormacker. “Continue”, Cormacker said. There was no more annoyance in his voice, he was hooked already. “The harbingers each represent a different part in the cycle of becoming an addicted hedonist. They are experts at their craft, their desires as impure as can be imagined, and their results are impeccable. “ Hedon motioned for the first harbinger at the table to stand. The harbinger stood, his robe pulling open, showing a very tight, lanky, skinny, glistening smooth perfect body. “This is the Harbinger of Infidelity”, Hedon said. “He lives to take pleasure in the initial deception and lack of control a boy exhibits when he cheats on his lover. The Harbinger is an expert at planting all the seeds of infidelity in a boy. The boy becomes obsessed with this Harbinger, his thoughts turn from his boyfriend, and the cheating commences. As with every harbinger, nothing is forced. The boy comes to realize the pleasure of his deception, of the hell he is creating, and finds extreme pleasure in the guilt and the lying. This is the first step on the path, and this harbinger, the facilitator. The Harbinger of Infidelity sat down, keeping his robe more open for Cormacker to gaze at his perfect body. The next Harbinger stood up. “The Harbinger of Mania,” Hedon laughed. “After a boy has fully fallen into the corruption of cheating, this Harbinger takes over to exacerbate the corruption. Mania, insanity, pulse through the boy, augmenting his feels of lust, augmenting his frequency of cheating, taking the sex to a different level, showing the boy that losing his mind can create ultimate pleasure. This mania is important for the next step.” Cormacker’s mouth was wide open at Mania’s perfect body, as his robe was exposing it wide open. However, as expected of Mania, he was caressing and touching his own body like crazy, almost egging Cormacker to make his way around the table to touch him. However he sat down as the third Harbinger stood up. “The Harbinger of Doubt,” Hedon’s tone became more serious, “has the job of corrupting both sides of the relationship. He places strain through interactions with both boyfriends, the one that is cheating, and the one that is unknowingly being cheated upon. He wraps his tendrils around the brain of each, causing sincere doubt and questioning. Relationships heave under his expert meddling, fracturing in multiple ways, their demise on the horizon. Of course, because we do not force anyone, couples may recover from these fractures, yet few do. Doubt has an incredible hold on the situation as it matures into something darker. “ Doubt displayed his body, more simply like Infidelity did, and Cormacker just began to drool. Each one was more perfect than the next. The next three stood up together. “Instead of boring you with the details, I will keep the remaining brief and simple. In front of you stands the Harbingers of Broken Will, Whoring, and finally, Hedonism. Each again representing a pivotal step in a boy’s fall to true hedonism.” Hedon stared at Cormacker, “Do you understand the fall, the pleasure, and the dark phoenix that rises from the ashes at this point?” Cormacker gulped, a massive impression from his hard cock was jutting out from his suit pants. “So how many boys have they corrupted?” “Our current resident count is around 500 at this time,” Hedon smiled, “All of them cheated into oblivion, and some of the boys they cheated on fell into this darkness as well.” “What do you mean by resident count?” “As stated, our boys have given up everything, willingly.” Hedon’s smirked darkly. “They have given up their lives, families, lovers, all to be naked almost 24/7 here in their home, where they become eternally entrenched in ecstasy. They live here. They cruise the streets sometime, but in the end, they go where they can be sluts, always raw, unprotected, sluts. Your investment is not paying to have sex with them, it is to keep this massive operation open and become a member, giving you access at any time of the day. These boys would have sex with you regardless of investment as I have stated, they do no discriminate. They want pleasure from ANYONE!” Hedon hissed. Cormacker then realized hands were all over his body. His eyes diverted from Hedon to see he was surrounded by the Harbingers, their robes crumpled on the floor around their chairs, their extremely skinny, glossy bodies rubbing up against them. Their faces remained covered, just exceptionally hot bodies in the tiniest briefs with faceless masks, allowing Cormacker to touch them. He felt the pleasure, the ecstasy, the lust. He wanted them, he wanted the boys outside the conference room in the smoke, he wanted them all. “But there are only twinks here,” Cormacker said, “Would I not be out of place? Would they even have sex with me?” Hedon’s gaze snapped to him, “We have tens of thousands of square feet in a dedicated sub club for daddies and extreme older men.” Hedon pressed another button and a screen behind him lit, with multiple cameras situated over the area he was speaking of. Cormacker’s jaw dropped even more as gorgeous twink after gorgeous twink were seen excessively loving on some of the oldest men he’d ever seen. One twink, from the video feed, had to be hardcore riding an 80 year old, and the twink looked like he was having an orgasm every 30 seconds. He had never seen anything so fucked up yet so beautiful, and never seen a twink ever into a man of that age in his life. “Is that….normal?” Cormacker stuttered. Hedon smiled, “All of our boys do that, every single day.” The Harbingers nodded, their hands still groping Cormacker, his hands running up and down their bodies. In lust, Cormacker exclaimed “The money is yours, I want to be here every moment I can” The Harbingers, then began to leave, one by one, with Mania grabbing Cormacker’s hand leading him out of the conference room. Hedon swiveled to get a better look at the multi camera monitor. From above, he saw Cormacker enter the sweet, and was swarmed by at least 10 twinks. His clothes were off, his head thrown back, his body pulsed with lust as he submitted to the group surrounding him. Hedon had secured funding for the next 10 years, on top of multiple other prospective investors who would go through the same courtship in the upcoming days.

The Sexy Hipster, part 2 Matt and John meet up a couple times over the next couple weeks – mostly fucking but also going out for dinner and drinks. Matt and John fuck bareback each time. John loves it when Matt rides his cock facing him. John loves getting Matt so horny that he will drop his pants and ride him. John got Matt to ride his cock in the bathroom at a bar they went to and also on his back stairs one night. Matt loves riding John’s girthy cock. Matt likes that John knows he is slutty and likes it. One night, Matt and John get invited to a party by some of their bar friends. The boys don’t know them well and the guys throwing the party are those older guys that hang around twink bars. Matt and John discuss it and decide to go because it is a party weekend. There is a street festival to celebrate Spring. The City closes off a couple blocks downtown for a street fair one day, a 10k race another day, and then a small parade. It’s a fun weekend. Matt’s second of these festival weekends since college ended. John likes them too. The party is going to be a couple doors off the main festival area and that’s the main reason Matt and John decide to go – easy access to a bathroom and cocktails. Matt is especially leery of one of the party hosts because he is always trying to fuck Matt. He’s older and not very fit. A couple times Matt has been lonely and almost given in to this guy’s advances. But, Matt is with John now, so it’ll be fine. It is Spring, but it’s hot out. Matt and John are in shorts and tight tee shirts on Friday night after work as they explore the street fair. It’s fun and they see their friends on the street. The boys are all looking good and joking around. They head over to the party they’ve been invited to – all in a pack. The guys bring booze with them from a liquor store on the way. When they arrive, the party is pretty tame – mostly older guys hanging out drinking, decent music, etc. Everyone gets cocktails and is hanging out. The boys find the back fire escape/deck overlooks the festival. The twink pack sees some friends and the host tells them to invite the boys in. Soon the party is roaring with twinks, jocks, twunks, hunks, and the hosts and their friends. Everyone is having a great time. Matt is running the 10k in the morning so he is not drinking much. He is mainly watching everyone have fun, including John who is consistently playing with Matt’s amazing ass. Around 10pm, Matt tells John he has to go home if he is going to run the race the next day. John and Matt leave their friends at what is proving to be an epic party. Matt and John are both disappointed to leave the party and their friends. John fucks Matt twice that night. John also fucks Matt the next morning before he runs the race. John cums in Matt’s ass. Matt just has time to get his clothes on before he leaves for the race. Matt imagines that John’s cum is running down his legs as he is running the race. He knows it is just sweat, but Matt is really turned on by it. Matt sees John and some friends after the race and they have a beer and a banana waiting for Matt. Matt grabs another banana and a granola bar from the race tent to eat so he doesn’t get drunk before noon. Matt is in his race shirt and short running shorts. He looks hot and he knows it. John and the guys are heading over to the party house again for brunch/lunch and booze. Matt wants to shower and clean out before he heads to the party. As the boys part ways, John tells Matt to wear the running shorts and a tank top because he wants to fuck him a lot today – easy access. Matt laughs, but he is so turned on by John that he agrees. Matt goes home, showers, cleans out, and then chooses a looser tank top with long arm holes and puts his shortest, most threadbare running shorts on (ones he has had since high school) that barely cover his ass, and some flip flops. He looks in the mirror and knows he looks like a slut. Matt doesn’t care though because this is the look John wants. Matt arrives at the party. The host opens the door and whistles at Matt. It’s the guy who is always trying to fuck him. Matt blushes and says hi, asks if John is there, and the host guides him to the kitchen where John sees Matt and smiles big. The host slaps Matt’s ass and says go get him. John pulls Matt aside and says how sexy he looks. John kisses Matt. A few minutes later, John’s cock is inside Matt in the one of the bedrooms filling Matt with cum. John pulls out and says, “fuck you are so sexy.” Matt pulls his shorts up and the boys go get drinks. There is some food, but not enough since Matt ran a race that day. Matt is getting pretty tipsy and John is too. John fucks Matt in the bathroom around 3pm, cumming in his ass again and telling Matt how sexy he looks. The party has thinned out a bit as the boys are starting to go other places, explore the street festival, and go to dinner. It’s also getting a bit sleazier as the older guys now have a camera out and are taking pictures of the twinks in various states of undress. Matt and John are a little taken aback, but they are with each other, and at least the booze here is free. Matt and John go out on the deck to watch the festival and keep drinking. They are having a good time. Later Matt finds himself pressed in a corner, partially visible to other guys on the deck and maybe on the street, but not really caring who sees it as John fucks him again as the sun sets. Matt has not cum yet. John has cum in him 4 times already today. He is so horny as John pulls out of him again. He can feel John’s loads running out of his ass. Then he hears the camera taking photos of John’s dick pulling away and Matt’s ass. Matt pulls up his shorts and says, “what the fuck man?” to the host who is taking his photo. The host says, “Don’t worry. I didn’t shoot your face, just the really hot action. You guys are really sexy.” Matt and John are angry at the host, but he swears no face is in the photos. The host takes them inside, plugs the camera into the computer, and shows Matt and John that none of the photos show their faces. The boys relax a bit. The host takes them in to the kitchen and they all do shots. The boys are relaxing now in the darkened living room with the hosts, almost everyone else left the party for the bars by now, but John and Matt are still there with about a dozen other people. The host starts saying how hot it is when John and Matt fucked earlier and how sexy the pics are. John starts playing with Matt’s nipple under his shirt, Matt and John start kissing, Matt’s shirt comes off, and John and Matt are making out heavily on the couch now. The other two guys who were sitting on the couch are now up and watching, Matt can hear the camera clicks. John pulls Matt’s shorts off as they make out. Matt is naked now as John is on top of him. Everyone in the room can see Matt’s naked torso and legs as they are wrapped around John. They can also see the naked side of Matt’s ass. Matt is so horny. He has not cum yet and needs to cum. His cock is rock solid. John sits upright, opens his shorts, pushes his shorts and boxer briefs down, and Matt gets on John’s lap. Matt sits on John’s bare cock and pushes his cum filled ass down, using John’s loads as his lube to ride the cock. Matt hears the guys cheer as his ass rides up and down on the bare cock. Matt is so turned on. He’s loving it. John is stroking Matt’s cock for the first time that day. Matt is naked and riding John’s amazing cock right in the middle of this party and he doesn’t care who sees it. The camera is snapping pictures. Matt is moaning. John is moaning. The boys kiss and fuck. Kiss and fuck. John is thrusting up into Matt now. Matt knows John is going to cum in his ass again. Matt wants the cum in him. He grinds his ass onto the cock. John grunts and says, “I’m cumming in you.” Matt grunts and cums all over John and himself and the couch as John cums inside him. The crowd loves it. There is clapping and cheering. A couple guys call Matt a slut, but everyone seems to congratulate John. Matt doesn’t care. He gets off John’s cock, gets dressed and the boys go home.

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

Preparing for the night - showering and making sure i was cleaned inside and out - I was beyond excited thinking about Trevor - his perfect jock body - and the muscled up guys he might have with him. It made my dick throb thinking about it. This weekend was going to be so hot, I was ready to be a pig. As I was drying off and thinking about how much dick I was going to have shoved down my throat - I heard my phone buzz. It was Trevor “where the fuck are you?! Guys here are fucking hot!” He included a photo of (I assumed) the action at his place - pic of a perfect round ass in a white jock splayed out on the bed, thick muscly legs framing the straps perfectly.... immediately making my dick twitch — I wanted my face in that jocks crack - tasting his sweaty hole. Damn, I was horned up. I texted back - “be there soon - just finishing getting ready - can’t wait to taste that ass 🤤” I figured I could use a little “pre-party” courage - luckily I had some shit left from earlier in the week with my buddy Carl (another story) - i opened the lock box under the bed and pulled out my trusty glass pipe and a baggy with a few fat shards - the sight of the drugs made my cock start to throb - fucking love getting spun on Tina and getting piggy! I dropped a couple shards into the pipe, and started melting it with my torch- the thick white smoke swirling in the pipe - fuk yeah! I pulled the glass dick up to my lips and drew a long hit into my lungs, holding it in as long as I could stand and then blew out a giant white cloud into the bathroom mirror. Within a few seconds I could feel my heart start to beat faster, and my cock start to throb. I took several more hits like this - getting myself to that perfect horned up state - but not too fucked up to know what was up or down. Okay - time to get dressed and head out. First I put a steel cockring on my half hard dick - fuck that felt good. My cock was already dripping precum. I pulled on my favorite white jockstrap - my dick bulging the fabric nicely - I stopped to look myself over in the mirror - all that time in the gym had paid off - I had great muscle definition - beautiful broad shoulders and a tight six pack stomach. I ran my hands over my smooth body - the drugs making my skin tingle as I did so. Fuck I looked (and felt!) sexy. I pulled on a pair of light colored jeans and a white sleeveless T-shirt. My cock was throbbing and was making a a nice big bulge in the jeans. I loved the feeling of my hardening dick packed in a jock and constrained by the jeans. I rubbed my bulge for a bit ... making the sensation more intense as my cock grew harder. I called an Uber and packed up a few things (some clean rigs just in case, a couple other cock rings / ball stretchers and a few other pairs of slutty underwear / jocks). Uber was going to be a bit so i figured I’d finish off my bowl. Still standing in the mirror - I loved watching myself get high ... blowing giant clouds while rubbing my throbbing Dick through my jeans. Fuck it was hot. I struck up my torch melting the Drugs into a thick swirl of smoke - brought the stem to my lips and filled my lungs as deep as I could. I took a couple more giant hits and then packed up and headed down to meet the Uber. Got downstairs and my ride was there - I was so horned up riding in the back seat - I had to really focus on NOT rubbing my dick through my jeans - but I couldn’t help but spread my legs wide and grind my pelvis a bit while I rode. Uber dropped me at the hotel where Trevor had rented a room and I quickly shuffled through the lobby and into the elevators. My heart racing with anticipation as I ascended- and my cock pressing hard against my jeans. I couldn’t fucking wait to have my holes filled with jock cock. After what seemed like an eternity I arrived at the 31st floor - room 3131. I knocked quietly on the door and waited for my stud to answer. I could hear moaning inside - clearly there were already a bunch of guys here. Trevor answered the door “hey man - about time you got here! C’mon in” I walked in and holy fuck! What a hot bunch of guys - there was a sofa across the room where a guy was getting pounded by the sexiest blond guy with a backwards baseball cap - two guys stood over him with their dicks in his face — taking turns hitting the pipe. But - fuck - Trevor - standing inches in front of me - his perfectly smooth muscled up body glistening with sweat, he was a god —- 6’2” with beautiful broad shoulders, wearing just a pair of shiny white underwear, his half hard cock bulging to the side, a wet circle of precum where his dick head was. And sticking out the waistband of his underwear were two rigs - already prepped. I put my hand on his bulge - feeling his thick meat … “one of those for me?” … glancing at the rigs sticking out of his waistband. He just smirked at me and grabbed my hand - encouraging me to grope his cock harder. He leaned in and shoved his tongue in my mouth, his tongue tasted so good - a mixture of cock and meth — and so so so wet. Holding his bulge in my hand and having his sloppy tongue in my mouth made my cock leak - I could feel it dripping in my jock. As if he couldn’t turn me on more, Trevor reached around and grabbed my ass - forceful and gentle at the same time … his index finger pressed hard against my hole through the denim … it felt so fucking good. “C’mon —- let’s get you good and spun … then I want this ass - and so do these other guys” I practically shot my load into my jock with that — the most gorgeous stud on campus was about to shoot me up and then whore my ass out to a bunch of big dicked jocks — I could hardly handle it.

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Part 1 Mr. Magoo was my neighbor in the block apartment where I live. Magoo was a nickname because he really look like the old man cartoon: pretty short (5 ft), bald, round nose and myopic. I guess he was in his mid-seventy. He had a cock to die for, but his blowjobs were outstanding. I can witness for them. It was well-known that every day, right after lunch, he would walk down to the bathhouse and come back in the early morning next day. Anyone trying to reach him had better chance to find him there instead at his place. Once the landlord told me he was wondering why the old guy still kept an apartment. At the bathhouse, Mr. Magoo would appear as an old troll lurking fresh meat in the dark corridors. Like I said, Mr. Magoo gave me unforgettable blowjobs and even if I was tempted for him to fuck me with his magnificent steel-hard cock (it gives me hope to see that, at this age, a man can still have a solid erection!), I always resist: he was poz. Me, well, I am 23, completing a degree at the local university in Montreal and still looking for prince charming. Don’t get me wrong, I am no virgin (lost it when I was… well… lets say way younger but this is another story), but I ain’t no slut either. I always play safe, don’t get fuck or fuck often. The most adventurous sex I had would be qualified as vanilla sex. I’d chicken out every time it might be “dangerous”. So, bathhouse was definitely out of the list for me. In fact, I never been in one. Grindr was just a fantasy, I wouldn’t never agrees to meet anyone I didn’t know. You can picture me. With covid confinement restrictions and school courses remotely, I almost never got out of the apartment like everyone else. So I thought. Except, Mr. Magoo would still go out and returning as usual as if nothing happened. One morning, horny as shit and web porn not providing any relief, I heard the old man coming back from his night. I thought why not? The man gives a mean blowjob and it is kind of a thrill for me to have sex with older men, even if Magoo looks like he could be my grandad. “Hey Max” “Hi, everything’s alright?” “Oh yeah, just back from the bathhouse”, he said smiling. He was squinting his eyes like he was trying to locate me in the corridor. “I still have a warm load deep in my ass from the front desk punk. The one with purple hair” he told me like I would know who the guy was. I started laughing. Mr. Magoo was more depraved that I would ever be. “Wait! What? Aren’t they supposed to be close?” “Yeah, they are…” “But how…” “The front door sign says they are closed, but the back door is unlocked… so…” “Lot of guys?” “Yeah, it’s business as usual. Monday, it was packed, though. You want to come with me tonight?” “Euh… no… I mean… you know… I don’t go there…” “A shame. You would get a lot of action. You horny now?” “Kind of…” “Come with me, I’ll suck you dry.” It was the first time I got in his apartment. It was almost empty beside a dirty mattress on the floor that look as old as Magoo, a chair and a small round table. The carpet had various dark stains and a strong and very unpleasant smell assailed my nose, like a stench of rancid piss. If I didn’t know better, I would have said that Magoo was squatting the place. The door wasn’t even closed that Magoo pulled my shorts down, drop to his knees and engulf my semi-hard cock, pulling out his tongue and lick underneath my balls. He was like starved-animal, sucking me like he would run out of time and die before he finished me. Well, he did reach the finish line! I had to pull him off my cock as it becomes hypersensitive after I cum. In the few minutes of his cocksucking race, he found the time to unzip his pants, jerked (his awesome cock, did I mention it?) and sprayed his load on my Vans shoes. The look on his face (surely mine as well) showed a satisfied man. “Gawd…! I needed that. Thanks!” As I pulled back my shorts. “It was delicious as always. Your welcome…” then his face expressed hesitation, “I… Max… I need your help with something…" What do you want me to do? The man just got me off, definitely lives alone, who else can he asked? I might not be the most outcoming guy, but I was not a selfish prick. And the man has been always nice to me, never refusing to dive on my cock without having to reciprocate. "Would you help me?” So without thinking about what he needed help, I just answered “Yes, sure”. I got back to my apartment, still trying to figure out how could have said yes to help Mr. Magoo? I should have told him “no, I can’t”, “please find someone else”. Instead, I saw an old devious man grinning at me like a 14-year-old teenager can do, his eyes twinkling with irrepressible mischief. “It’s simple. I need you to come with me at the bathhouse tonight”

It sounded like a great 30th birthday present from my partner Bill—a professional massage followed by some hot love making. I was down with that! Bill and I ate an early supper out at our favorite neighborhood dive and I had time for a relaxing shower before the masseuse arrived at 8. I took the liberty of getting clean and ready for some deep dicking by Bill after I was all relaxed from my massage. Jon advertized in the local GLBT rag with at least a few dozen competitors. Bill chose him because he listed his qualifications and training and didn’t feature a scantily dressed photo. I laughed at this and said what if I wanted a DEEP massage and Bill promised he would take care of that afterwards. I’ll admit it—I was horny! Jon showed up on time and set up his table in the back study of our house. Bill said he was going to watch some TV upstairs and he kissed me and told me to enjoy my birthday present. Jon said he could massage me naked or with underwear on—what ever my comfort level was. I hadn’t had a professional massage and told him I wanted the works. He smirked and winked while he said, “but, of course!” As my upper thighs were sore from working out at the gym, I asked if I could start on my back. Certainly he said as he turned on a CD with soft music on his little boom box and adjusted the lights low so I could be totally relaxed. Jon was good! He covered my naughty bits with a towel when he was working elsewhere and he quickly had me relaxed and very pliable. I guess massage can be hard work because I noticed he slipped out of his sweat pants to gym shorts and took off his short sleeve shirt to reveal a wife beater and an amazing chest—heck, the whole package was mighty nice! I tried to not pay attention to him as I turned over to my stomach. He worked my back over very well and I got so relaxed my right arm slide off the table. He changed position and stood on my right side—my arm was lightly in contact with his sizzling body. My head was within the opening in the table so it could remain lined up and not turned one way or the other. All I could see was the floor but my awareness seemed to spike. There was something in that simple connection between his body and my arm and his strong hands kneading me that made me feel very alive. He started working the small of my back and pressed against my arm a little closer. I was aware that my dick was reacting to this and a sigh slipped out. He reached down to grab my hand and place it back on the table. I missed the contact immediately, but his hands started working my ass and that caught my attention. I love my ass massaged by Bill, but Jon was like a bread maker working stiff dough. Whether it was right or not, I spread the legs to give him easier access. I was so in tune with this feeling of bliss. I could hear Jon’s steady breathing over the soft music. My own breathing was deep and I was in heaven. A soft moan slipped out of my mouth as he made me more pliant than I had ever been. He worked one leg and then the other—my ass still exposed and legs spread. When he worked the point where my legs connected with my ass, I could feel precum dripping out of me and I sighed and spread my legs a bit more. Jon’s slick oiled hands worked me like no one had before. It wasn’t exactly sexual, but I was harder than a rock and was started to pant a bit. He poured a bit more oil in his hands and was now working between my cheeks. When his fingers finally strayed against my hole I gasped out loud. Was this a massage or a seduction? I was monogamous with Bill, but I was so fucking turned on and relaxed that I couldn’t make a move to stop whatever Jon wanted. It was pretty obvious that I was enjoying this special attention. My ass clenched and relaxed in time with Jon’s ministrations. Jon said he was getting rather warm and I could hear him pulling off his shirt and perhaps slipping his shorts off. I wasn’t sure. All I knew is that I was so turned on! Jon’s next move surprised me. I felt his 5 o’clock scruff against my right ass cheek. He was just rubbing up and down my cheeks and I instinctively flexed my free hand against him. He was naked! He grabbed my hand and led it to what felt like a log between his legs. I groaned as I squeezed it and he now started licking my crack. I thrust against him and started milking his mighty tool as he started eating my hole. I was now moaning and was disappointed when he broke the connection. That disappointment quickly faded as I felt him climb on the table and he grabbed my ass cheeks hard and started tongue fucking and finger fucking me. My ass was as spread as it could be and I was scooting up a bit with my ass to give him better access. He moved up further and I could feel his dick against my ass. I was a bit nervous now. I hadn’t cheated on Bill before and taking an unknown man’s dick bare was not safe! As he slid his drooling shaft up and down my crack, he reached under and pinched my nipples. I moaned anew and he started nibbling and talking in my ear. He told me that he wanted to give me the ultimate birthday present. I didn’t say a word, just felt him pressing against my slightly open hole. He kept talking and said that Bill thought a deep massage would spice up his and my sex life. I finally told him I didn’t want to get caught and this wasn’t very safe. He laughed and said he wouldn’t fall off the table and hurt himself. He then said he only topped and I had nothing to worry about. He asked if I was poz and I said no pretty sharply. He said “perfect” and started pulling me up into the doggy position. I was shaking my head no even as he was lining up to penetrate me. I moaned no as he started pressing in earnest. It felt SO good to feel that thick head pop through my first ring. He stopped and continued to tweak my nipples and talk dirty to me. He told me he knew I wanted this and he was going to take me and give me what I really needed for my birthday. I groan and pushed back against him—together we worked to achieve total penetration. I liked hearing Jon’s gruff voice as he quietly spoke and got my even more turned on by his dirty talk. He asked me who was bigger—him or Bill. “You are.” I admitted. Who did I want fucking me? “You, Jon” “When we are done, I want you to shower and then fuck Bill with your hot hole—make sure he eats your ass first. I am going to make your hole really slick for Bill to enjoy—that will spice up your sex life and make me really happy that you shared this fuck with your partner.” Jon instructed. “Your ass is going to be so open and slippery from my fuck and my seed deep in you, boy! You want that, don’t you? You want to be a hole for me to breed? A receptacle for sperm? I moaned and admitted that I did. The pounding started going in overdrive! He was quietly cursing and tell me that he was going to own my ass and mark it as his own. I hadn’t read anything about pozzing talk at this point in my life so it was just a super turn on to hear that he wanted me so bad. I didn’t know what I was asking for when he started telling me what he wanted to hear from me. I was so hard as he pounded me that I begged for his seed, for him to breed my ass and make it his. “This is so hot, boy! Your partner paid to have you massaged but you are getting bred as well! 2 for 1, boy! All, right, fag boy, here comes your birthday gift—I am breeding you…now!!!” Jon rammed in as deep as he could and I could feel him jerking and spurting within me. The feeling made me shoot then and there. “Nothing finer than a boy shooting his load when he is finally bred right!” Jon sighed. He stayed in me sliding in and out as he worked his load into my receptive hole. Jon told me to keep his load in my ass so it would feel amazing for Bill later. I complied. Bill and I had great sex that night. He ate my ass and told me how relaxed and silky it was after my massage. I was hard from thinking about what he was doing and whose load he was tasting. Jon was right, Bill liked fucking my hole after Jon had bred it. A few months later I got sicker than a dog. A sense of dread filled me and later I tested poz. I couldn't find Jon's ad anymore and I had no way to contact him. I knew exactly what Jon had meant by his words! I had been bred for my birthday!

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Of course Mike and his girlfriend Sally would join their lgbt friends for the pride parade. They'd just moved to new York from a small town in Kansas and while there were plenty of Trump types around they had always been liberal and got out of dodge as soon as they graduated. They crammed into an illegal loft with an ever changing motley crew of new arrivals. It was exciting even if it meant they never had any real privacy. Whatever, they would get better jobs soon enough and for now it was great to be young. Basically nobody in their circle was completely straight and when pride weekend rolled around, Mike and Sally were excited to support their friends and have a good time besides. Friday night everyone headed to... Another illegal loft. But it had a DJ, a crush of people, and someone passed them a pill... Mike came to. He was naked, on his hands and knees. A hard dick was in his mouth. Another was fucking him in the ass. He pulled back but the guy in his mouth thrust deeper. "You got this Mike. Keep sucking." Mike found himself doing as he was told. He also realized he was rock hard despite the thick penis fucking his ass. The man behind him began to ejaculate. He reached back and realized that this stranger wasn't wearing a condom. What the hell happened?

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Why I Do It Allowing a Man or Men to bareback great for people like us; because you love it; it allows you to feel used or allows your TOP to mark his territory with his sperm. That submissive mentality is what excites people like me who feel that way. Taking a man's erect penis in my ass has the same erotic effect. Take it to that step and take another man's cum in your ass, not only do you feel the physical pleasure from the warm sticky texture but the mental aspect from allowing a man to breed you or use you as an object that pleasures his cock and accepts his seed.

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I’m getting harder and harder with each introduction of the next harbinger. I can’t wait to see how they continue to mess with Tyler’s mind. I’m loving this twist with Adam blackmailing him into cheating together!

With all the worship and constant searching for “married, bi, straight” guy, it always brings me back to this experience I had fucking this hot open Cumdump. It was so fucking liberating. He would visit from out of town, leave him room door cracked for all to fuck and breed. You could hear people and families outside sometimes, and he wouldn’t care. No secret knocks, games, nothing. He loved dick and was proud. When he told me “cum in this faggot” I shot the biggest load ever. He later moved to town and got his own apartment. Again, he was open to all if he was online. Many times I’d go over, and there would be another guy or two leaving or coming in. I’m sure neighbors heard. He didn’t care, saying “why should the straight neighbors get to make noise fucking, but I can’t?” He love dick, had a hot, fuzzy ass and we was unashamed. I use to love when he’s bed for that load, or demand me or anyone else “ better not pull out.” He didn’t care what his neighbors saw or heard. And yes, he was all man. He ended up moving across country. But I can’t help remember liberating and fun he was. None endless texts. No creeping around a wife or GF. No dipping in and out of the shadows to fuck. He wanted dick and didn’t care what anyone thought. I know a lot of guys are spending years online looking for a “straight” guy, but theirs nothing wrong with hooking up with a guy who is an unashamed fag, who wants his hole bred. Try it, it might be fun! I hope whatever his new adventures are, he’s having a blast.

Boyfriend and I or myself are at Wet once or twice a month normally on a Tue evening, otherwise a Sat or Sun. I help to share his hole, he likes kissing other guys and watching me kiss and me being fucked... but I mostly top. He has a tiny smooth hole and arse great to deep rim. We are 100 percent barebackers, safers are told to go away.

You were born to take loads faggot. You are a trashy whore. Thats what men love about you. Your only task in life is to constantly find new ways to be a dirtier, sluttier, more perverted whore that gets used by more and more men, in more and more twisted ways.

Last night. I was feeling kinda subby so I put my ass up for use on BBRT. Luckily I hooked up with Jim.. Jim has fucked my boy, Drew before but not me. He's a big bear of a man with aa strong hard cock. Man I felt his meat opening me up. He shoved his cock all the way inside me - no mercy and pumped me hard till he shot his load. He pulled out and made e suck him. Half an hour later he gave me his second load but deep in my throat. I was choking on his cum. so good night!

Went out of town and visited MegaPlex bathhouse two nights in a row. Both nights were okay. First 10 minutes I find an older daddy in his room stroking. I suck his cock for a little bit, he’s moaning at how well I service his daddy dick. After a bit, I ask if I can ride him. He asks if I have a condom. I tell him no, but that I’m on PrEP and get tested every three months. He tells me he doesn’t fuck with out condoms. I ask him if he’s sure and straddle him. I grab his cock and line it up with my hole and start to push back against it, but not quite taking him inside me yet. He doesn’t say anything or stop me. I grab my poppers and take a deep inhale into each nostril. He doesn’t say anything or stop me. As the poppers hit, I take his average size dick deep into my boyhole. He doesn’t say anything or stop me. With my head swimming from the poppers I begin to ride his daddy dick deeply and passionately. Soon he’s breathing deeply and I feel his cock pulsate inside me as he pumps a massive load of cum deep in my boyhole. Reality soon sets in and he’s ready for me to get off him. I recognize the signs of regret in his eyes, he wants me to leave. Satisfied with his (likely) “straight” daddy load inside me, I dismount and go searching for my next load of cum. Over the two trips, I only got 5 loads of cum, but was raw fucked by at least 10 cocks.

First made contact with this top on BBRT. The picture showed a nice big cock. I had a hard time hiking up, and I was beginning to think he was a flake. Finally arranged a hook-up. He was a leather top, and the plan was for me to strip in the garage and put on boots, leather jock, and harness as well as a leather blindfold so it would be anon. It was a long half-hour drive to his house. Decent neighborhood. The garage door was open, and a new model Mercedes was parked in it. I walked into the garage and hit the button to close the door. The leather items he wanted me to wear were laid out on top of a box. A bit nervously, I stripped and put on the harness and the jock as well as the boots. I put the blindfold on and opened the door to the house. He had warned me of a step-down. I closed the door behind me and got on my knees, and crawled toward the voice. I came in contact with a leg, and it was easy to center myself between his legs. I felt around, and initially, his cock felt strange, but then I realized he had a cock ring pushing his balls forward. I took his cock into my mouth, and it started to grow, separating itself from his balls. I played with the head and took him as deep as I could. I couldn’t entirely take him but close. I have no idea how long I worshiped his cock. It was nice and thick and heavy. He pulled me off his cock and turned me around. I felt lube poor onto my ass, and a but plug was pushed into my ass. He turned me back around and I worshiped his cock for a while longer. After an unknown amount of time, he turned me around again and pulled the but plug out. HE fingered my ass a little, and he pulled me to him. He guided his cock to my hole and started pulling me down on it. I was ready for it, and it slid into me, opening me wide. HE stopped, but I kept pushing myself down farther onto his cock. Taking him all the way down. He fucked me in this position for a while then pulled me off and put me back on my knees. Putting his cock back in my mouth. After a few minutes of this he pulled me off his cock and had me lay down on an ottoman. He laid on top of me and slid back into my ass. After a few minutes of this he pulled out and got me into his sling. The whole time I was blindfolded and not seeing anything. Once I was in the sling he came up and started railing me. Fucking me hard and fast. I was beginning to reach my limit when he grunted and pushed in had. As he stopped moving I could. tell he was shooting in me. He pulled out and I felt open and empty. He took my legs out of the harness and stood me up. I ran my hands over his body. He led me back to the garage and i heard the door close behind me. I pulled off the blindfold and started taking the leather off. As I got dressed and went out to my car, my head was in a strange place.. They whole scene, rough sex, anon, a big cock, all had me in submissive heaven.

i also love the feeling when my ass is filled with cum. take any loads from anyone who wants to give me their cum.

It's literally my number one wish to get pregnant

I would tell myself to stop trying to change who I am just for a romantic relationship. I constantly gave up so many things just to try get some guys to like me/ stay with me. That included giving up things like hookups, anon encounters, and just other cocks in general. I really wasn’t happy just having one cock, but I thought at least I was with someone. Later I realized the right partner would love me for who I truly am and encourage my desires. They would understand who I am and not try to change that. I haven’t been a relationship in a very long while and I’m okay with that. I’m actually very happy. But I know when the time and the person is right, it will come. 😌

That blast off and the whole scene has me dripping. Great writing! You captured the Berlin night into day scene perfectly. Love and miss European saunas… thanks for sharing.

I learned sucking my step brother's cock at 10 years and he was 19 years then. I started getting dry orgasms at 12 years when my step brother used to jerk me off. I came for the first time which was just a few drops and tasted my cum at just after 13 years. My anal cherry was taken at about the same time. While my step brother is married now I still keep him happy from time to time and I envy his wife who gets to ride his 8incher thick one almost every night.

Just got a load from a black dude. I put an add on doublelist and some sketchy looking black dude hit me up, so of course I got him to come over. It didn't take long for his 8in dick to cum deep in me. I'd definitely be down for him to breed me again.

I must admit that all these stories got me horny. I’m very much into that. I told this in another thread but my uncle started raping me when I was 8 and kept fucking me till I was 12. Guess that shaped me into doing the same later in life. But I get turned on hearing that a lot of other guys started as early and earlier than I did.

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Phone sex Matt was fingering himself and chatting on AOL with some guy from the suburbs. His city's m4m room was full again, so he had picked the suburban room and was now in a really hot cyber sex session with some guy. In the session, the guy was eating Matt's ass while Matt was bent over a couch in the guy's house. Matt was so turned on. He had three fingers in his ass and occasionally stroked his cock. It was hard to stroke, finger, and type. Matt was so turned on though. Noticing that Matt was slow to respond, the suburban guy asked if Matt was stroking. Matt quickly typed yes. The suburban guy asked if Matt wanted to chat on the phone. Matt hesitated. But his cock made the decision. Matt gave the guy his number, gabbed his phone, and laid on his bed. The phone rang and a gravelly voice asked for Matt. Matt said it was him. The guy proceeded to tell Matt he was going to keep eating his ass. In his apartment, Matt moaned and put a finger back in his ass. The guy said he was kissing Matt now. His cock pressed on Matt's ass. Matt said "yes, feels good. I feel your cock on my ass." The guy said, "Did you bring condoms?" Matt moaned that he'd forgot them. The guy said, "I shouldn't fuck you then. It wouldn't be safe." Matt says, "I'm soooooo horny to get fucked." The phone sex, suburban top says, "You are such a sexy twink. I am so turned on to fuck your ass. You knew you were going to get fucked. Why didn't you bring condoms?" Matt says he is stroking the man's cock and pointing the cock at his hole as he says, "I forgot them. Do you want to fuck me anyway?" The suburban top says, "Did you forget the condoms on purpose? Forget the condoms because you want me to fuck you bareback?" Matt says, "Yes. Fuck me bareback." The top and Matt proceed to fuck bareback in their phone sex session. The session ends with Matt begging the suburban guy to breed his ass. Matt cums all over himself. The top thanks Matt and hangs up. Matt returns to the computer ready to turn it off. He sees a chat box open from his college friend. His friend says it was great to have Matt visit, but he's concerned because he and his roommate know Matt got fucked bareback by Ricky. They heard Matt tell Ricky to cum in his ass and heard what Ricky said. They want Matt to get tested and stop fucking guys bareback. Matt is ashamed. His face is red. His body is warm and getting hotter. He types back that he is going to the clinic tomorrow. The Clinic Matt is at the clinic. This is always an ordeal. Matt hates this process. At least it is a saliva test now instead of a needle. But he is going to be a wreck for two weeks waiting for his results. He has been letting guys screw his bareback for months. He's been so afraid to get tested and go through this two weeks of agonizing waiting for the results. Matt thinks, "It's almost the year 2000 - a new century - and these results still take 2 weeks. UGHHHHH!" Matt's name is called. Matt and the counselor chat. Counselor is super hot. Latino, built in the chest and shoulders, thicker waist, but not fat, bubble ass in his khakis. Matt is staring a bit. The counselor asks why Matt is there. Matt feels his mouth dry, but says for an HIV test. The counselor asks if there is any reason for concern. Matt's chest tightens a bit. He has to tell this super hot guy that he let strangers cum in his ass. Matt feels hot. Matt is silent. The counselor says, "it's ok. please be honest. in this room, the other counselors and i have heard it all." Matt is almost ready to cry. Something is going to burst forth - either tears oor words or he's going to run as fast as his twink legs can carry him. Matt chooses the words. He vomits his story of Ricky and the guys from the EDM club (who no longer speak to him) and Alexander's best friend. As Matt is taking a breath, he feels his cheeks as wet too. He has been crying a bit. Letting it all out. As Matt is about to continue, the counselor stops him. He says, "Matt thank you for telling me. I know that was a lot." He then asks other questions -- to get the timeline, number of partners, drugs (are you sure? no good), alcohol, hiv status of partners (mostly unknown because Matt has not been asking), etc. The counselor leans closer to Matt, puts his hand on Matt's arm to comfort him, and then does the saliva test. It is all over says the counselor. The test will take two weeks. I want to see you in two weeks. I am not supposed to do this, but I will schedule you to come when I am here. We will look at your results together. Also, we are going to test you for other common STDs today using a blood test with the nurse. Those results will come in sooner. I, a nurse, or a doctor will call you with those results. The nurse takes the blood and then leads Matt to a bathroom asks his to pee in a cup and also says wet your face honey, it's pretty obvious that you cried today. Matt does it all, leaves the cum with his name on it as instructed, and leaves. The Call After the clinic, Matt signs online to tell his friend that he went to the clinic and got tested for everything. His friends are happy for him and encouraging. He'll be fine. He's got to take care of himself. Condoms save lives, etc. Condoms for a bottom are essential, etc. Then the guys applaud Matt for going to the clinic again. Matt's phone rings. He hears the gravelly voice of the suburban guy who cyber fucked him yesterday. The guy apologizes for calling without asking first. Matt is stunned and annoyed. He tells the man that it isn't ok to just call like this. The man says, I'm sorry, but the session yesterday was so hot that I wanted to........ Matt says, "fuck me again?" as his cock gets harder. The guy says yes. Matt opens his jeans, takes them off, and grabs his cock and strokes it. Matt says, "Do you want to roleplay?" The guy says yes if i can fuck you again. Matt says "yes you definitely can. Matt says, we are two guys who see each other in the HIV testing clinic and we go fuck right after our tests." The guy on the other end of the phone growls low and says, "you are a dirty fucking slut twink, aren't you? Going to take me bareback again even though we just got tested?" "Yes, bareback my ass." Matt says. The guys proceed to phone fuck for 10 minutes and Matt ends the fuck begging the suburban guy to breed his unprotected ass. The both cum all over themselves. The SAFESEXONLY TOP Matt is online a couple days later. He is chatting in his city's m4m room when a window pops up from "SAFESEXONLYTOP". The guy says he likes Matt's profile stats, says he likes twinks. Matt looks at the guys stats, he is a hot Latino, works out, and has 8" uncut. Matt is all about this dude - except the condoms only are a bit of a turnoff. But, the guy is hot. Matt is going to be good now. The guy and Matt swap pics. This dude looks like he could be related to the HIV clinic counselor. Matt thinks, but this dude is not in as good shape as the counselor - little more belly fat. Arms, shoulders, biceps are all great. Matt sends the guy his ass pics. The guy says, "that is a hot ass. want me to fuck it?" Matt agrees and strokes his cock. Matt is about to start a cyber sex session with the guy, figuring that is where this is going, but the guy asks where Matt lives. Matt gives the neighborhood. The guy lives a couple miles away - maybe 20 minutes on the bus, 10 if the bus is coming when Matt gets outside. Matt agrees to go to the guy's house, says he needs some time to prepare to get 8" inside him. The guy says good, they swap phone numbers, Matt gets the address, twenty minutes later Matt is clean inside and out, types that he is leaving his place, goes outside and the bus is a block away. Matt arrives and the Latino guy buzzes Matt in. He is only wearing a tank top and mesh shorts. Matt is still in all his jacket, hat and whatever. Matt is looking around as he is taking off his coat, gloves, hat, scarf, boots, socks, jeans, tee to be in just his tight white briefs. Matt sees a large studio apartment. Bedroom area on the far wall, kitchen area near the front door, and a workout area with a weight bench and barbell, dumbbells, etc. The top is looking at Matt. Matt lowers his briefs, gets on his knees, takes out the uncut cock and starts giving the top a blow job. He feels the cock grow in his mouth. The top is moaning. Matt feels the thick cock pushing at his throat as it gets bigger. Matt knows this cock is going to feel amazing inside him. He's going to love this top's cock stretching his hole in a few minutes. Matt is dragged over to the bed by the top. The top lays down and starts a 69 with Matt, first sucking him while Matt is sucking the now hard 8" thick uncut cock in his face. Matt feels the top start to finger him, then eat his ass. Matt is slobbering and struggling a bit with the top's cock. It is too thick for Matt's throat. Matt loves this cock. He is ready to sit on it. The top has three fingers in Matt's hole now and he is alternating the finger fucking with a tongue fucking. Matt is moaning as he sucks on the top's cock. Matt pulls off the cock and says, "Please fuck my ass." The top smiles and grabs a condom and lube. He hands Matt the lube and says "Get your ass ready." Matt leans back on the bed, spreading his legs and watching the top stroke his cock, Matt opens the lube and puts some on his fingers, and fingers it into his hole while the top watches. The top is so turned on watching Matt. Matt sees the top open the condom packet - its one of the free ones from a club Matt goes to sometimes (they have the bar's name on them). Matt fingers himself with more lube as the top struggles to get the condom on his thick cock. Matt lubes his cock too. Stroking and keeping his legs wide so the top can still see his hole. Matt hands the top the lube. The top uses lube and roughly strokes his cock to get it back rock hard. Matt fingers himself again because he knows it is turning this top on. Matt goes to the edge of the bed, flips over and puts his ass right in front of the top, looks back, smiles and says, "Fuck me." The top lines up his cock and pushes inside. Matt's eyes bulge as the thick, covered cock, jams an inch or two in his ass. It's THIIIICCKKKK. Matt winces and grunts. He says, "Fuck you are big." The top asks if he should stop. Matt says, "Just give me a few to adjust to your big cock. I want it." Matt breathes heavily in and out and relaxes his ass. The top feels Matt relax some and pushes his covered cock in more. Matt feels the uncomfortable rubber in him and hates it, but he wants this cock on his prostate. He wants to know what this cock will feel like when it pounds at his prostate. Matt relaxes his ass more and in another minute or so the cock is now in Matt fully and the tops balls are on Matt's ass. Matt is feeling this 8" thick cock inside him. He likes how full he feels. The top begins to fuck Matt. Matt feels the rubber some as the cock is fucking him, but he is pushing that thought and feeling away as this cock touches his prostate. The top is really getting into a good rhythm now. Matt is moaning and stroking his cock as the top pounds his ass. The top is grabbing Matt's hips, pulling almost all the way out and jamming all the way back in causing Matt groans and moans to escape from Matt's throat. Matt is enjoying the fuck. The top slips out of Matt on one of his thrusts. On the struggle to get back inside - lube slippery, etc.; Matt says, "Want to fuck me on the weight bench?" The top says, "Fuck yeah." They get to the weight bench and the top bends Matt over it. Matt has one knee on the bench, another foot on the floor, hands on the barbell, and his showing his hole to the top. The top is rock hard and says, "You are a sexy fuck." The top pushes into Matt. They fuck like this for at least 10 minutes. Both guys are sweaty. Matt is loving the fuck. The top is loving the fuck. He is buried deep in Matt's ass. Matt is moaning. He feels so good. The cock feels so good. "Want me to ride you?" Matt asks. The top says fuck yeah. Matt lets the top lie down on the bench. Matt faces away from the top and let's the top guide his cock into Matt's well fucked hole. Matt moans as the top slides inside. Matt starts riding. It feels so good. The top and Matt are moaning. Matt is kinda loud now. It feels so good inside him. Matt says, "What're you doing to my ass? You feel so good in me. It's amazing." The top says, "The condom broke dude. It feels amazing for me too." Matt says, "Oh no." but he keeps riding the top. The top says, "You feel so good." Matt says, "So do you. Your cock feels amazing." From the top's vision point, Matt is riding him, both feet on the floor, Matt's ass riding up and down on the bare cock with the condom only covering the base. The top says, "We should stop right?" Matt groans softly, slowing his fucking on the top's large cock. Matt says, "Do you have another condom?" The top says, "No that is why I used this one from the club." Matt looks back at the top and starts riding him again. "Please keep fucking me," Matt moans. The top says, "You know I'm in you bareback right? The condom is all at the base of my cock. You are fucking yourself on totally bare cock." Almost breathlessly, Matt says, "Am I really?" Matt loves how it feels inside him. Matt says, "This feels so good." Matt keeps sliding the now bare cock up and down in his hole. The top, totally turned on says, "Yeah. Do you like my cock fucking you raw?" Matt says, almost in a whisper, "Yes fuck me raw." The top says, "What did you say slut?" Matt says louder, "Fuck me raw." The top gets them up, pulls out of Matt, rips the broken condom off his cock, pushes Matt against the wall and pushes his cock back inside Matt. He fucks Matt hard up against the wall. Matt is babbling, moaning, loving this fuck. The cock is slamming his prostate. The top kisses Matt as he is fucking him. He says, "I'm close. Do you want my load?" Matt says, "Do it man. Cum in my ass." The top licks Matt's neck, takes a few more strokes, bites down lightly on Matt's shoulder and explodes inside Matt's unprotected ass. Matt's groans and screams as he shoots his load on the wall. Matt and the top get dressed, exchange numbers, the top mumbles something about how hot it was that Matt took his load and that he'd never fucked bareback before, and Matt is out the door, on the bus and home 30 minutes later. Matt tries to hit up the top's profile later that night to say he had fun, but the profile no longer exists. Matt is confused. Later that night as Matt is in the middle of another cyber sex session letting another dude fuck him raw, a screen pops up from "LTN8x5TOP" and it is the top from earlier. He says, "You're a great fuck. So glad you let me fuck you raw. U seemed to love it raw." Matt responds, "I do. It felt so good raw." LTN8x5TOP says, "You're not the only one. I told my cousin about you. He says bottom twinks are easy to get to give it up raw. Sometimes all a top needs to do it ask for it raw. So I changed my screen name." Matt responds, "ROFLMAO" and actually he is laughing. LTN8x5TOP says, "So.......Want to come back over and get fucked raw by my cousin and I tomorrow?" Matt says, "Yes." Matt went the next day and spent 4 hours getting fucked raw by the cousins. The two tops loved fucking the slutty twink who kept begging them to breed him. They even got Matt to take a DP for a few minutes although he couldn't do it too long. Matt took 6 loads off them. Matt loved it. Matt imaged that the cousin was the safe sex counselor as he took his loads. It was so hot.

Matt is back in his college town for a Mardi Gras party. Two of his friends from college are hosting the party. Matt returned to help them. It's been about a week since Mark and Matt broke up. Matt is really horny to get fucked. Since Mark broke it off with Matt, Matt has been on AOL chatting with guys. Matt has cyber sex almost every day. During his cyber sex sessions with guys, sometimes with multiple guys at once. Matt is always taking cock bare in cyber sex. Matt is letting multiple guys a night fuck him without condoms on AOL. Matt is telling at least 2 guys a day to cum inside him. When guys ask if Matt fucks bare IRL (in real life), Matt says yes. Matt loves admitting how much he loves getting fucked bareback. It makes him so hard. With his friends though, Matt knows he can't admit that he loves getting fucked without condoms. This weekend, Matt is staying with his friends so he has to play safe if he is going to have sex. Matt has arranged have sex with a cyber sex partner on Friday and spend the day on Saturday helping his friends set up the party and stay the night of the party with his friends. One of the guys Matt had cyber sex with is a professor at his college. He is in his 40s. Way out of Matt's dating range, but the cyber sex is so hot that Matt told him that he is coming to town. Matt goes to the professor's house which is a nice place near campus. It's still winter so Matt is dressed in tight jeans, a tee, sweater, boots, scarf, hat and jacket. Sometimes the clothes feel like they weigh as much as Matt does. He rings the doorbell and an attractive man in his 40s, tight wool sweater over his pecs and shoulders and a small belly opens the door. The man has grey hair and a trimmed beard. The professor is smiling down at him and invites Matt inside. Matt is very nervous. This is the oldest man that he's met IRL. The professor offers to take Matt's coat, hat, and scarf and asks Matt to take off his boots at the door. Matt hands the professor his outerwear. He bends over to take off his boots. The professor says, "you have a great ass. Would you also like to take off your jeans?" Matt blushes. He looks back at the man and says, "If I do that, I'll probably end up getting fucked." As Matt says this, he unbuttons his jeans and pushes them off exposing his very small briefs. Matt also pulls off his socks and sweater. Matt stands before the professor in just his tight tee and his small briefs. The professor says, "Take it all off and I'll fuck you right now." Matt pulls off his tee shirt and pushes down his briefs. Naked and hard, Matt has been in the professor's house for less than 5 minutes. The professor takes out his cock and says, "Suck it slut." Matt gets on his knees and kisses the tip of the cock in front of him. He's still in the entryway of the house, naked, on his knees. The professor takes off his sweater as this boy's mouth begins to work his cock. The professor didn't expect this boy to be a total slut. He knew that the cyber sex was hot, but figured the boy would need some alcohol and relaxation before he turned into a cock whore. This boy was slobbering on his cock before they made it to the living room. After a few minutes of getting his cock sucked, the professor makes his way over to a chair and guides Matt to his knees in front of the chair to continue sucking. A few more minutes of getting a decent blowjob, the professor asks if Matt is prepared to get fucked, "Is your ass clean and ready to get eaten and fucked?" Matt says yes. The professor bends Matt over a couch and dives into Matt's hole. Matt begins moaning and knows he made the right choice coming here to let this older man fuck him. The professor is focused on Matt's ass. He is tongue fucking the boy and eating his sweet hole. The professor came out in the early 1980s and began having sex without condoms then. He started using condoms in 1984-5 and has been pretty religious about condom usage until AOL chat rooms and cyber sex. The professor still used condoms with guys he dated, but with young twink sluts like Matt, he would fuck them sans condom. His bare cock felt so good inside the little sluts. No pretense, just bare cock in young, tight ass. Matt's ass felt pretty tight for a twink who got naked and started sucking cock within 5 minutes of meeting him. The professor had a sleazy thought. He knew the moaning twink was in high slut mode right now. The professor got up and slid his cock over the boys waiting, wet hole. He said, "Did you tell me the truth online? Do you like getting fucked bareback?" Matt moaned, "Yes. I told you the truth." The professor opened a drawer and grabbed lube and a condom. He lubed his cock and put the condom on Matt's back. The professor said, "I can wear a condom if you want me to. It's right here." As he said that, the professor lined his lubed cock up and touched it to Matt's hole. Matt had a conflicted look on his face. The professor could see it in the hallway mirror. The professor picked up the condom, put it in Matt's hand and said, "Just tell me if you want me to put it on. You just met me less than 20 minutes ago. Do you want me to fuck you bareback?" Matt took the condom in his hand. The professor's cock was pushing into Matt's hole even before Matt could answer. Matt felt the bare cock sliding inside him. Matt moaned. Matt said, "Your cock feels so good in my ass." The professor said, "Your hole feels good around my bare cock slut. You can open that condom and ask me to wear it you know?" Matt said, "I like how your cock feels." The professor began to fuck the boy slut bent over his couch in earnest. He grabbed his hips and started to fuck him hard. The slut was moaning and still holding the condom. "You like getting fucked bareback don't you slut?" said the professor. Matt moaned that he loved it. Professor said, "Are you going to take my load like you did online? In our chat you begged me to cum inside your ass. Do you want me to cum in your ass?" Matt moaned again and said, "Please cum inside me." The professor said, "You have a condom in your hand and you could make me wear it. You don't need to take my load. A stranger's load in your unprotected ass. A guy you don't know. Are you going to let a total stranger cum inside you?" Matt was so caught up - this was like the hottest sex talk he'd ever had. Matt said, "Please cum in me. I know we just met but I want your load." The professor grabbed the boy, slot his load deep in the boy's ass, and the boy dropped his condom on the couch unused and unopened. Matt took 3 more loads from the professor that night. He begged for all of them. When Matt left in the morning, his clothes were still in the entry hall where he had left them. He felt well fucked but was still incredibly horny. He spent the next few hours getting brunch with his friends, evading questions about where he spent Friday night, and getting ready for the Mardi Gras party. The party was fun. Matt was dressed in a tight tee, short sparkly booty shorts and sneakers. As the night went on, his tee came off as he was dancing. Matt was just in his purply sparkly booty shorts and sneakers when he met Ricky. Ricky was hot, thin, 19, a sophomore, twink, great hair, and a winning smile. Ricky and Matt hit it off. They started talking, drinking, dancing. Eventually, the two of them were seated in a chair in the living room as the party thinned out. Matt was in Ricky's lap. Ricky's cock was hard. Ricky's hand was down the back of Matt's shorts (no underwear) as they kissed. Ricky said to Matt, "No underwear? Is that a sign you are looking to get laid tonight?" Matt said, "Maybe." The boys laughed. Ricky found Matt's hole and rubbed it. Matt moaned a bit. He slapped Ricky's hand away. The party hosts came over. Both party hosts had found guys to spend the night with them. They said good night. Ricky and Matt went to the loft space to which was were Matt was spending the night. The hosts went to their bedrooms. As Ricky and Matt got naked, sucked cock, made out and Matt spread his legs for Ricky to fuck him; Ricky realized he didn't have a condom. Matt was crestfallen and totally turned on. He wanted Ricky to fuck him bareback. But, he was staying with his friends. Matt knew he could get away with bareback fucks elsewhere, but not here in his friends' house. Matt lost his erection pretty quickly. Ricky saw Matt lose his erection. Ricky said, "Don't worry I can get you off with my mouth." That's when the boys heard a door open and one of the party hosts escort his guest to the door. Matt slipped on his shorts, told Ricky he would get a condom, climbed out of the loft area, and went to see his friend for a condom. Ricky laid back and was stroking his big cock. Condoms always made Ricky go soft. He had a thick dick so they pinched him and didn't feel good. Ricky was actually hoping that this slut was going to let him in without a condom. Ricky was stroking his big cock thinking about that when Matt came back to the loft. Matt saw Ricky lying on his back, stroking his big cock, and he slipped out of his shorts and straddled Ricky. He put the condom and lube packets on the floor next to them. Matt was rock hard again as he leaned over to kiss Ricky. Ricky and Matt resumed a hot make out session. Matt's ass was rubbing Ricky's cock head. Ricky was rubbing his shaft all over Matt's ass crack. Matt opened the condom. Ricky opened the lube. Ricky lubed his cock. Matt fiddled with the condom. Ricky put the head of his cock at Matt's hole. Matt pushed back instinctively. Ricky's bare cock slid right into Matt's excited hole. Almost all the way in one stroke. Matt, condom out of the package and in his hand, moaned. Both boys knew the condom was in Matt's hands and not on Ricky's cock. Matt watched Ricky's face for signs of displeasure as he opened his ass, pushed back and let his ass take all of Ricky's bare cock. Ricky moaned, closed his eyes, and whispered; "Ride me." Matt felt embarrassed to be riding a raw cock in his friends' house, but he was so turned on that Matt started riding Ricky's bare cock. Matt was riding Ricky well, using his ass muscles, and stroking his cock as he rode his hookup's cock. Ricky was moaning. Matt was moaning. Ricky started trusting up into Matt. Matt leaned forward and let the boy under him fuck him. He could feel Ricky's cock fucking him. Matt reached back and felt the bareback shaft as it fucked him. This is the first time Matt felt a raw cock as it slid in and out of his ass. He was mesmerized. Ricky said, "Play with my balls." Matt did. Ricky started to tense up and said, "I'm gonna cum." Matt didn't move. Ricky opened his eyes and looked at Matt. He whispered, "I'm going to cum inside you." Matt let Ricky keep fucking him. He didn't move. Ricky came in Matt's ass and grabbed Matt to kiss him to keep from shouting as he came inside the boy he'd just met. Ricky noticed Matt had not cum yet. Ricky was still hard. He said, "I can cum again. Want me to fuck you some more?" Matt said yes. Ricky flipped Matt on his back, lifted his legs and slipped his cock back inside Matt. Ricky was fucking Matt for about 20 minutes missionary, doggie, they rode again, Matt pressed on the floor, etc. Ricky flipped Matt back over, the unopened condom was pressed to Matt's chest when he flipped back over. Ricky looked back down at Matt and whispered, "You like cum in your ass, but don't want your friends to know right?" Matt nodded. Ricky slid his bare cock back in Matt's willing hole. Ricky whispered, "You pretend to want safe sex, even got a condom, but you like taking it bareback don't you?" Matt nodded. Ricky pulled out of Matt. Put the condom on his cock. Sliding back into a surprised Matt, Ricky whispered, "We need to at least use the condom so your friends won't think your a whore. Whether I cum in the condom though or in your hole is up to you. If you want to take it off me, just do it. You can always tell your friends something about why there is no jizz in it. They may not believe you. They might. Up to you." Matt let Ricky fuck him for a few minutes. The condom covered cock rubbed Matt's ass wrong. He didn't like it. But he didn't want his friends to think he was a whore. Ricky stroked Matt's cock as he fucked him. Ricky was fucking Matt harder now because Matt's ass was loose and open from getting plowed for 30 minutes. Ricky pulled out, flipped Matt doggie and that is when he felt Matt's hand reach back and remove the condom. Ricky said, "Your slutty side won huh?" Matt moaned as Ricky's bareback cock slid back in his well fucked hole. Ricky was so turned on that this slut had just removed the condom that he was close. Ricky decided to do his new friend a favor. He said, "I'm close." Matt was stroking his cock. Matt was close too - deliriously close - to cumming. Ricky said in a normal voice, "Where do you want it?" Matt said, in a normal voice, "In my ass" Ricky made a couple more strokes, grunted loudly, and screamed "Take my load slut." Matt came all over the floor as Ricky came in his ass. Ricky collapsed on Matt. They made out for awhile afterwards. Ricky decided not to stick around for the aftermath of Matt realizing his friends might have heard the things they said. Ricky left to go back to his dorm. Matt woke up in the morning, had breakfast with his friends, blushed and deflected their questions, swore they used a condom, but he couldn't show his friends that the cum was in the condom because he had already flushed it down the toilet. Matt thought it was plausible. Matt's friends knew that he had taken Ricky's cum in his ass. Matt arrived home on Sunday, took a shower, got online and had cyber sex with three different guys. Matt took all of them bare in the cyber sex and begged them to cum inside him.

Diane and I bought our house a couple of years back. We were in our late 30s and had rented until that point--housing is expensive in California! The neighborhood was cute, a mid century development that was turning over into young families, etc. Our next door neighbors on one side were a gay couple, close in age and very friendly, Ted and Carlos. We'd scheduled a get-to-know you dinner before the movers left. It was the first of many, and they really helped us meet the neighborhood. Unfortunately, it turned out things were on the rocks. We could occasionally hear them arguing and before long Carlos moved out. The parties started up soon after. We didn't mind, of course, but since Ted had a pool we were privy to some of the fun. And a lot of the fun was sex. Beneath EDM thumps, I definitely heard guys fucking. Honestly it was a turn on. Back in college I'd messed around with guys. A couple of blow jobs. Once I met an older guy who fucked me in the ass, though in the years since I'd almost convinced myself that never actually happened. Way back when Diane and I had a sexual history conversation and I gingerly mentioned a gay blowjob. She reacted super negatively and we'd never discussed it again. Since then she'd become a vocal ally and of course couldn't get enough of Ted and Carlos. Ted's partying seemed to reawaken her homophobia and my desire for cock. "I didn't think I was moving next to a sex club," she groused at about 11pm on a Saturday when the party had started pretty early. "They didn't break up very long ago. I'm sure things will settle down soon. Anyway, it's the 4 th of July. Let him have his fun." Diane was not happy with my response and went to bed. I followed soon after... About 1 am I woke up to an enraged Diane asking if Ted was still entitled to his fun. I could vaguely hear people splashing in the pool. Annoyed, I offered to ask them to keep it down. "Whatever." "I'm not sure why you're mad at me, but sure I'll go by. Try to go back to sleep." I knocked on the door a few times and then let myself in. Nobody was around but gay porn was playing on Ted's big screen. A couple of big dicked guys were fucking a twink in the ass. My cock started to stiffen. I went through to the kitchen and out the back door. There were three guys in the pool all naked. Ted was sitting in a chair, also nude, smoking a pungent joint. His pubes were buzzed and his cock was huge. In a sleepy haze I'd thrown on a t-shirt and basketball shorts, which could no longer hide my erection. "Hey Ted. Sorry to disturb you guys, but would you mind bringing things inside. Diane's a light sleeper, you know how it is." Ted looked at me, deeply stoned. "Sure thing. But you gotta do a favor for me, too." "Of course, Ted." "Give me a minute." He got his friends out of the pool in short order. One of them grabbed my dick as he went by and made a lewd suggestion. My heart raced. Ted came in wrapped in a towel. "Sorry about that man. I don't want to be a shitty neighbor. We just got carried away." "No problem. It doesn't bother me at all. Like I said, Diane's a light sleeper." "So what favor do I owe you?" I asked. Ted grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. He closed the door behind me and dropped his towel. "Suck my dick." I started to say something and he just looked at the tent in my shorts. I shrugged and got on the ground and started sucking. I was super nervous and struggled to take him very deep. "I knew you wanted this. Lick the head sweetie. You're doing great." I gave my best bj and pulled my shorts down so I could jerk my cock. It was pulsing hard and coated in precum. "Let's go to the bed. I'm going to fuck you." I took his dick out of my mouth and felt a wave of panic. I'd been married for 16 years and had never been unfaithful. "Look I shouldn't have done this I'm sorry but I need to go home. Diane's going to wonder what's taking so long." He pulled me up and led me to the bed. I lay awkwardly on the bed in my t-shirt as he pulled out the drawer of his beside table. Lube, condoms, poppers and some fuzzy handcuffs. Ted grabbed a pillow and put it under my ass. He squirted lube directly on my asshole and pushed it in with his middle finger. It felt so huge. But I knew I wanted, needed his cock too. I was going to let this happen, come what may. "Wear a condom okay." "Sure baby." I watched as Ted opened a condom and rolled it on his dick. He lubed up and started probing my hole. It was intense and I asked him to go slow. He gave me my first hit of poppers then set the bottle down and slid deep in me. "Fuck yeah. That feels amazing." And it did. Ted pushed my legs far apart and fucked me missionary. The sensation was crazy and I loved the idea of him fucking me like a bitch. "Oh fuck yeah I love breeding your juicy ass." I thought he was just talking dirty so I responded "shoot your load in me. Make me your cumslut." He pushed in deep and held my ass so his cock was buried all the way inside. He finally pulled out and I was shocked. He wasn't wearing a condom. Ted winked and handed me some wipes. "Lookout! That was a huge load. You've got a hot ass." I cleaned up globs of semen and lube running down my ass and thighs. Ted disappeared to the bathroom and returned with a hot, damp washcloth and wiped me off. "You said you would wear a condom." "I'm sure you said you wanted it bare. Don't worry, you'll be back for more soon." That was fucked up but I didn't say anything else. I walked over to my house and went inside.

Hey guys, a short Part 10 to start catching up on the Tyler thread of the story. Thanks for the kind comments! Part 10 Tyler went back to his dorm room after being fucked for the first after getting high for the first time and felt overwhelming guilt. This was sin. The kind of sin that everyone talked about at church. Not just sodomy but drugs too. He had spent his entire childhood and high school career judging anyone who would fall so far from God that way. He would never do something that perverse. But he was sitting on his bed reckoning with the fact that he had fallen that far. And the fact that he loved every second of it. Even the pain at the beginning. But especially knowing that Chris came inside him. He didnt know the science of drugs but right after Chris bred him, he almost immediately felt higher. It made him want more. More cum shooting deep in him. Yes, the guilt was always going to be there, but now so was the desire to get fucked raw and bred. He was confused. Maybe he needed to come down fully from his high because none of this made sense. One thing did. His cock was hard and his hole was hungry. He wanted to get off again. Tyler pulled his pants and boxers off and laid back on his bed stroking his cock with one hand. As his other hand cupped his balls he drew his middle finger down to his hole. It was still wet. Chris had shot a huge load inside of him. He rubbed the leaking cum around his hole. It was sensitive to the touch but Tyler was too horny to care. He pushed his finger inside his hole and moaned. It felt good but he couldnt match the thickness of Chris' cock. He pushed a second finger into his hole and began picking up the pace, beginning to fuck himself as he thought about his friends bare cock pushing into him deep. Tyler pulled his legs back and pushed his fingers deeper inside him. He pictured Chris on top of him kissing him. But it was the added image of Hunter sitting by the bed taking a hit from that glass pipe and watching the two of them fucking that put him over the edge. With his eyes clenched shut, Tyler let out a loud moan as he felt his load build. At the point of no return Tyler yelled out "Fuck me Chris!" as he fucked himself with his fingers, his legs pulled as wide and far back as he could get them. But it was also at that precise moment that Casey who lived down the hall walked into Tyler's room without knocking. "Hey w-" Tyler was knocked out of his fantasy when he heard the door open but he was already shooting ropes of cum onto his shirt, his fingers still buried deep inside his hole. He lifted his head and looked at Casey at the door just as a shot of his cum hit him in the cheek. "What the fuck Ty!"

Part 9 Chris's immediate physical response was a loss of breath. The rush of the slam made him cough uncontrollably. He thought this was probably the last moments of his life. Dying naked in a sling with drugs in his system. God would punish him and send him to a hell that he only began to imagine in that moment. That thought of death was surprisingly not met with fear because this wasnt a time for emotion. Gregs massive cock was in him and the way he plunged it into Chris without mercy also simultaneously caused the boy to take a quick intake of breath. Only he didnt have the ability to take it. The coughing fit and the sharp pain of the raw cock stretching him were all too much. Meanwhile the video hadnt stopped. The screams by the men and the top to "poz the boy" were relentless as the top bred the bottom. Thoughts of his demise turned out to be far too premature. Suddenly he felt Hunters hand on his chest again. What he didnt realize was Hunters hand was there from the moment he pulled the band off Chris's arm. The shock was wearing off and feeling was returning to Chris. Hunters touch felt electric. His coughing stopped and a heat permeated his body. Hunters touch made the heat more intense and yet it wasnt enough. He needed more. And the pain of his hole being stretched became something different. Need. Greg was deep but Chris wanted him deeper. The need for more prompted him to raise his arms toward Greg as if to beckon him. Greg obliged and bent down again laying on top of the boy and making out again. "Fuck boy. You feeling good huh?" Chris just moaned into Gregs mouth and pushed his tongue deeper into the kiss. Greg responded with a moan of his own and accepted as much of Chris's tongue as he could get. Meanwhile he stayed balls deep in the boy and rocked inside him, flexing his cock and trying to press against the boys prostate. Chris still wasnt down from that initial highest of highs enough to figure out what to make of all that was happening. What he did know was that his life was now divided into two: before slam and after slam. Before this slam he knew he had parts of his body that would arouse him when they were touched. But now every inch of his body was a pleasure center, outside and inside. He could suddenly feel every ridge and vein of Gregs throbbing cock. He felt how deep inside him he was. He felt Gregs chest pressed on top of his as he pushed himself up against the man to somehow get even closer. Their making out became breathless just as Chris had regained his breathing. There was no chance to think. He wanted to feel this way forever. Feeling the need to be touched like this and having that need met by a man as gorgeous as Greg. Greg pulled himself up having to fight the pull of Chris's arms. He wanted to see this boy he was fucking and get a look at his raw cock fucking in and out of him. Chris was looking up at him so intently like he was trying to memorize every detail of Gregs face. Greg noticed how Chris's face had changed with the high running through him. He was more animal, acting on instinct instead of thought, taking what he wanted and not thinking about consequences. He loved his boys like this. But looking at how changed the boy was reminded him that the high from the slam he did when he first got to Hunters place had mostly worn off. He looked at Hunter who was still at Chris's side now stroking his own dripping cock. "You dont wanna feed that to him?" Greg asked Hunter. "Later. I see where his focus is for now. Hes in love." Greg chuckled knowing thats exactly the look Chris had on his face as he looked up at the man who was fucking him. Whether or not Chris heard any of this wasnt clear to either man standing since the boys gaze never wavered. "You look like you could use...a pick me up." Greg smiled at Hunter. "You read my mind." Hunter turned his attention to his kit to get one of the prepared rigs for Greg. Greg leaned back down to kiss Chris softly. He looked into the boys eyes and asked "Feeling good boy?" Chris just nodded. It was as if he was in a trance. "I'm gonna stay deep in you like this but I cant promise that Ill have much control once Hunter gives me what he gave you. Your hole feels so good around my cock I might just cum as soon as he slams me. You ok with that?" It didnt matter how Chris answered. Greg was going to breed this boy. But he wanted to hear Chris say that he wanted Gregs cum in this intimate moment when they were as closely connected as they could be. "Yeah." Chris's first word since his slam. "Yeah what boy? Tell me." "I...I..I want you to cum." Damn, Greg thought. This high and still had some inhibitions. Those religious boys from conservative families were hard to break and he was working on one such boy now. That only pushed Greg closer to the edge of his cum. "Yeah? Where do you want me to cum boy?" "I...I....cum in me." "Whats that? Say that again boy. With conviction. Like you really want it. I don't believe you." "Cum inside me. Please. Gimme that cum." "Fuck. Yeah? You sure?" Greg could see that his promptings were pushing Chris to open his mind to what he really wanted. He watched as Chris's face became more resolute and assured. "Fuck yes. Shoot those fucking poz ropes of cum in me." The sudden outburst almost shook Chris lucid. Had he just asked Greg to cum in him and poz him? He had never once considered that. But he knew what he said and what he said was what he wanted. This was after slam Chris and after slam Chris craved poz cum. "Fucking flood me with your poz cum." "Oh fuck," Greg lifted himself up again as Hunter came close with the band and rig. "Looks like he put it all together. Our boy wants to get pozzed up." Hunter looked at Chris who finally turned from Greg and looked back at him as if noticing for the first time that he was even in the room. "Yeah boy? You wanna get pozzed?" Chris nodded. "Fuck yeah. But Chris?" He gave Chris a look now as if to say listen closely. "Chris? How do you know you werent pozzed before today?" Chris's eyes grew wide as the realization hit him. And then the smile. Chris smiled at Hunter as the look on his face transformed from shock to pure lust. As the realization hit Chris, he looked back and forth to the two men and as he tilted his head back in ecstasy, moaned out "Fuuuuuuuuck." Both men noticed that Chris's cock was as hard as it had been the whole day and it was leaking precum all over his abs. Greg was also benefiting from Chris's pleasure as he felt the boys hole squeeze his cock gripping it and milking it and trying to pull it in deeper. Greg smiled in response as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Yeah boy. Thats what youre about to get. Im gonna fucking breed you with my poz cum so deep." He was balls deep in Chris and tried to focus so he could hold his position as Hunter tied the band around his arm and found a vein. When Hunter pulled away after finishing the slam, Greg raised his arm and coughed through that initial impact. He loved getting slammed while he was inside a bottom but this hole was so tight and knowing that it was a neg boy who wanted to get pozzed up made him wild. As he rode the high he pushed his weight against Chris's hole trying to get even deeper than was possible. Chris could feel the change in Greg just in the way the cock inside him felt. Almost like it was growing fatter. It felt like it was stretching him even more. But there was no pain. This was all pleasure. He looked back up to Greg and saw the change in his face. It looked like lust on the verge of violence. Chris braced himself. "Oh fuck boy. You feel that cock?" Gregs breathing was heavy from the coughing but also as he got closer to cumming. His fucking became more frantic pulling almost completely out before slamming his cock deep into the boy at an increasing speed. The two were moaning loudly now unable to form words. Greg reached down and held Chris's shoulders to get deeper with each stroke. He looked deep into Chris and found some words but not sentences. "Cumming....pozzing....boy.....fuck..." and then the slamming strokes that would tell any observer that Gregs ropes of poz cum were being shot into Chris. The spasms, the shaking, all told Hunter that this was a huge load. But what made this easily one of the hottest things Hunter had ever witnessed was that as Greg began to shoot his load Chris also was on the verge of cumming. He never found his words so it came out in a long moan that was broken up by each rope that he shot. Hunter saw cum shooting up onto Chris's chest and face and more than one rope that hit Gregs neck and chin. As he came Chris's legs moved off the sling and tightened around Greg but in constant movement as if unable to maintain control. Hunter couldnt tell if one was shaking the other or if both were shaking together as if they were a single unit. As Greg slowed himself down he wrapped his arms around Chris and they kissed deep. Both still shivered with periodic tremors as they made out from the intense cum they had both experienced. As Greg pulled himself from the kiss he looked into Chris's eyes again. The boy was still very high. "Fuck youre hot boy. That might have been the most cum I have ever shot at once." Chris just smiled. "You are so adorable." Greg turned to Hunter as if to seek his agreement. What he saw was cum all over the floor. Hunter had cum with the boys and shot all around him like he was trying to paint the floor with his cum. "Guess you enjoyed watching that." Hunter laughed. "That was fucking hot boys. Two boys fucking is hot. A top pozzing a neg bottom is fucking hot. But you two got me at that next level. Fuck." Greg turned to look at Chris again but was still talking to Hunter. "How did you find the hottest boy on campus? If there are anymore like him at that school...fuck youre hot." He pressed his mouth against Chris's again and their passion was just as deep as before they came. When the kiss broke, Chris spoke his first words since he came. "You would like Tyler." Greg cocked his head slightly at the statement and turned to Hunter though it wasnt clear who he was talking to. Maybe both of them. "Who's Tyler?"

Part 6 Hunter knew he had Chris now that the top so willingly submitted to the older mans large cock. Chris got on his back after he pulled out of Tyler and lifted his legs for Hunter to push back into him. The boys were so high that Hunter didn't need to suggest anything. They would do whatever he asked. Tyler was still on his back and could feel cum leaking out of him and onto the bed. Hunter loved the sight of that small stream of cum seeping out of a just used virgin hole. He motioned for Tyler to get up on his knees. "Why don't you feed that hot cock to Chris while I fuck him? It deserves to feel the warmth of a hole too doesnt it?" The two boys looked at each other and only then realized that in all the times they had hooked up they still hadn't sucked each other. Tyler grabbed his cock and shifted his body to line it up to Chris' mouth. Chris had always pictured himself as a total top and here he was about to take a cock in his mouth at the same time that he would be getting fucked. He licked the tip of Tylers cock tasting the precum leaking out of the slit. There wasnt anything especially tasty or repulsive about the precum but feeling it on his tongue made him horny for more. He began to lap up more at the tip and then sucked in the head and then even more. Tyler almost fell forward from the shock of how good Chris' mouth felt, a new sensation that he couldnt have imagined. Watching this only turned Hunter on more. Had he known this was the first time they were sucking it might have taken him past the edge. But he had plenty motivation to penetrate Chris again. He pushed his rock hard cock into Chris and heard him moan on Tylers cock. Unlike the first time, Hunter didnt pause until his balls were against Chris' hole. There was no indication of pain or discomfort this time in Chris' response. This kid was a born bottom and Hunter was opening him up to that reality now. Tyler was kneeling at a perfect angle to see Hunters cock fucking in and out of Chris. It was the hottest thing he had seen in his life. Chris was fully hard, his big cock flopping around with precum dripping down onto his stomach. Suddenly, Tyler felt the desire to taste that cock and the precum leaking out. Hunter knew the look on Tylers face. He had seen it on plenty of boys before. "Straddle Chris' face so he can still suck on you. Then bend down and start sucking on him." Tyler understood immediately and pulled his leg over Chris' head and adjusted so he could keep his cock in the mouth that was now taking him deep. Hunter slowed his fucking down so Tyler could grab Chris' cock. Tyler bent down first looking at the thick cock that was partly inside Chris then wrapped his mouth on the warm hard cock in his hand. He didnt tentatively lick the tip first the way Chris did his. He tried to take the cock as far as he could gagging almost immediately but then building to a rhythm that made Chris moan even louder onto Tylers cock. The vibrations of Chris' moan provoked a moan from Tyler. "You boys are so fucking hot. Fuck." Hunter had seen all this go down before but something about the way these boys turned so quickly made it almost like he was seeing this for the first time. Tyler came up for air and looked up at Hunter. "Its so hot seeing your cock going in and out of Chris." Something in their eye contact in that moment made words unnecessary. Tyler just pulled himself up and Hunter used his right hand to pull Tylers head closer to him. The two started a passionate kiss. This was the first person Tyler kissed other than Chris and Hunter knew this. This boy knows how to kiss, Hunter thought. Because of the angle, Tylers cock got pulled out of Chris's mouth. Instead the angle put Tylers newly fucked hole spread the slightest bit right where his cock used to be. Just like the cock that was in his face, Chris took a tentative lick but then began to devour the hole. Tyler moaned loud and deep into Hunters mouth. Hunter pulled away to get a view of what was happening. "Oh my god that feels so good. I think I might....I....I..." Hunter couldnt see exactly what Chris was doing but he could see enough to know and it turned him on knowing that this boy was probably eating his own cum out of Tylers hole. Tyler sat fully up to give Chris deep access to his hole and grabbed his own cock as he moaned and mumbled incoherently clearly about to cum. This was too hot for Hunter and he could feel his poz cum building to his climax. "Boys Im about to cum. Fuck. Take my cum boy. Im about to flood those guts." Those last words that Tyler had never heard before were enough to put him over the edge. The thought of this stranger shooting his cum into Chris and the feeling of Chris' tongue probing deep into his hole had Tyler shooting his own ropes of cum everywhere, all over the bed, on Chris' stomach and raised legs and even Hunters chest. Chris could feel Tylers hole contracting on his tongue. Hunter shook uncontrollably as his own cum shot into Chris like a fire hose. It didnt feel like it was going to stop and he did his best to keep that cock deep in the boy for it all. When they finally untangled themselves and after Hunter slowly pulled his cock out of Chris they lay in different positions spread across the bed exhausted and spent. In the clarity of mind that had always come after shooting their loads the boys went from intense pleasure to something else. Something more worrisome. Something like guilt. Neither boy looked at each other or at Hunter. It would be too much right now while feeling this way that didnt yet have words, especially since they were both still pretty high. But Tyler and Chris knew it was time that they left. They could deal with the rest later.

Part 8 Over the years I have been consistently surprised by the number of apparently straight guys who have sex with guys and even more so by the number of straight guys, including those in relationships, who have been happy to fuck without condoms. I've also been surprised by the number of straight guys who have made the first move and even more so by how many straight guys take it up the arse. In the mid nineties I was working for a very large distribution company in North London. The workforce was predominately male including almost all of the drivers and, although I was quite discreet, the guys mostly all knew I was gay. I never really had any problems, despite the male dominated, macho culture of the time, and being known as gay led to quite a few horny encounters. There was quite a bit of rationalisation going on at this time and a few of the depots had closed which meant a number of us were moved around and I was moved to a different location. I got on quite well with the lads on my shift and concentrated on getting on with my work. One night I was working late cover in the office with one of the lads on my team. Two of us had to work late cover each night and I was quite often on with Jeff. Jeff was a typical straight lad, blond, late 20s, into cars, football and girls and played on the works five a side football team. He had been quite friendly when I joined the team and had helped me settle in and I got on well with him. That evening he told me that the guys on the team had heard I was gay and asked me if it was true. I said it was and Jeff nodded. We talked about other things for a while and towards the end of the shift, the conversation turned towards sex and Jeff was telling me about his girlriend and how much he enjoyed it when she sucked his cock. I had a good idea where this was leading and sure enough a litle later we were in a quiet corner on the top floor of the office. Jeff unzipped his trousers and pulled them down to his knees along with his underpants. His cock was hard and he sighed and closed his eyes as I got down on my knees and began to suck him off. He had quite a nice sized cock and surprisingly big balls and I enjoyed sucking him very much. After a while I could tell he was getting close and he told me he was going to cum. I kept sucking him and soon I was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. When Jeff had finished cumming he pulled up his pants and grinned at me. He asked me if I would be up for doing it again and I said yes. I sucked Jeff off regularly after that when we were working late together and as far as I knew nobody at work was any the wiser. One night after I had sucked him off Jeff asked me if I would be up for doing the same for one of the other lads. I looked at him he quickly assured me he had not told anyone about what we were doing. He said that one of his mates on the five a side football team, Craig, had told him his long term girlfriend wouldn't suck his cock and Jeff was fairly sure from the conversation they had had that Craig would be up for me doing it. I was hesitant - I didn't really want word to start getting around the depot, but I was definitely up for sucking Craig - he was also in his late 20s, small, dark haired with an amazing arse and I had always thought he was really fit and so, slightly against my better judgement, I said to Jeff that I would be up for it. The following week, Jeff told me that Craig was going to come in towards the end of our shift. I had already sucked Jeff off and swallowed his cum when Craig arrived and soon Craig and I were in the same quiet corner on the top floor of the office. Craig had not said a word since he arrived and his face and neck were brick red. I could tell he was up for it though from the bulge in his trousers and he didn't stop me as I got down on my knees, unzipped him and pulled his trousers and pants down. He looked at me. "Suck my cock," he said softly. His cock was semi hard but I could tell it was a really big one and soon it had reached its full size and Craig was giving little grunts as I sucked him . I was really turned on at getting to suck this fit straight lad's cock and I enjoyed every minute of it - Craig's cock was much bigger than Jeff's and the load he shot in my mouth was one of the biggest I had swallowed in a long time. When he had finished cumming, Craig leaned back against the wall and then mopped his brow with his shirt. "Thanks," he said "I really needed that." I was now regularly sucking off two fit straight lads and enjoying every minute of it. I had hinted to Jeff that I would be up for going further but he wasn't really interested - he just liked having his cock sucked. I was soon to learn, however, that Craig was up for going a bit further. One time I was sucking Craig's cock and I had my hands on his arse and he didn't stop me as I began to rub my finger gently up and down his arse crack. I kept sucking him as my finger found his damp, sweaty arsehole and I began to push it against his hole. He grunted and filled my mouth with cum as my finger went up his hole. He never said anything as he pulled his pants up and the next time we got together he let me finger him again and then, to my surprise, he turned round and pushed his arse out. "Lick me," he said. I pulled his arse cheeks apart and soon my tongue was right up his hairy arse hole. I rimmed him for a while and then I stood up. He didn't move and I began to rub the head of my cock against his wet hole. I pushed a little and he didn't resist. I pushed again and the head of my cock went into his hole. He pulled back then. "No way," he said. "Not here." This was getting very interesting and a week or so later Craig came round to my flat after we had both finished an early shift. He seemed more relaxed out of the work situation and soon I was down sucking his cock. After a while I motioned to him to turn round and he didn;t hesitate. He pushed his pants and trousers right down and bent over, pulling his cheeks apart and exposing his hairy arsehole. I pushed my tongue up him and began to lick him as he moaned softly. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up. Craig reached round and took hold of my cock, pulling it towards his arse. I rubbed my cock against his hole a few times and he moaned again. I had some lube and I took some and rubbed it on his hole. I wondered if he would ask me to use a condom but he didn't say anything as I pushed my cock slowly up his arse. He grunted as I pushed all the way in and then I began to fuck him. I couldn't quite believe that I was up Craig's arse and that I was doing him without a condom. I knew I wouldn't last very long so I fucked him slowly at first and then began to fuck him a bit harder before shooting what felt like a massive load right up his straight boy arse. When I had pulled out he turned round and I sucked him off. I met with Craig quite regularly after that and each time I fucked him, came in his arse and then sucked him off. By the time we both moved depots a year or so later, Craig's girlfriend was expecting a baby and they were getting married later in the year. He never referred to what we were doing and never got undressed or came into my bedroom - we always fucked in the living room, pants down at our ankles and when we were finished he would pull his pants and trousers up and leave to go home to his girlfriend. He never mentioned condoms. I had a similarly surprising and horny encounter with a guy I would have said was totally straight at a family wedding not long after I had split with my long term partner. One of my cousins was getting married in north Yorksire and I travelled up for the wedding and decided to stay a couple of nights and spend some time exploring the town and its surrounding countryside. At the wedding I was seated at a table with one of my other cousins and his wife and another couple, who were relations of the bride and lived nearby. I learned in the course of the conversation that Thomas and his wife had two young children and they had got a babysitter so that they could enjoy a night out at the wedding. I got on fine with Thomas and his wife and the conversation flowed easily. Thomas was in his mid 30s and was quite an attractive guy in a very ordinary straight looking kind of way. I had the feeling, however, that Thomas was flirting with me, especially when we went to the bar together to order another round of drinks for our table. Later on I was in the toilet having a piss when Thomas came in. He stood next to me at the urinal and chatted as he fished out his cock and began to piss heavily. I couldn't help noticing that Thomas had quite a big cock and that he appeared to have a bit of a semi. He saw me looking and grinned. We had both finished pissing now and Thomas stood back a little and began to play with his cock. I watched as it grew fully hard and he began to wank then we were interrupted by someone coming into the toilet. I was really turned on but fairly sure that things would not go any further - in the evening Thomas and his wife were sitting with some friends and I was with some of my cousins and I didn't really see much of Thomas. Much later in the evening I went to the bar and Thomas was there. He had clearly had quite a few drinks now and, checking that no one was looking, he leaned forward and asked me if I fancied getting some air. I nodded and soon we were outside. The wedding was being held in a country hotel with quite extensive grounds and soon we were walking into the wooded area at the back of the hotel. After a while we stopped and Thomas pulled me towards him. I could taste the alcohol on his breath as we kissed and soon his cock was out and I was down sucking him off. He groaned and pushed his cock into my mouth as I sucked him. After a while he told me he was getting close and pulled out of my mouth. He kissed me again. "Do you like to fuck?" he asked me. I nodded and he grinned and then said "I don't have a condom, is that a problem?" I shook my head and he grinned again. I had totally assumed he wanted to fuck me and I was just about to bend over for him when, to my surprise, he turned round and leaned against a tree, pushing his arse out. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. I licked him for a while and then spat on his hole a couple of times, pulled his cheeks apart again and lined up my cock. I went up him surprisingly easilly and when my cock was fully up him he bent forward and told me to fuck him. I didn't hold back and I enjoyed every minute of fucking Thomas. It was so unexpected and so horny to be fucking this fit married guy bareback against a tree, his pants and trousers at his knees while his wife and most of his family were nearby enjoying a wedding reception with no idea of what Thomas was up to. I fucked him hard and fast as he gave little grunts and before long I was ready to cum. I hadn't cum for several days and I knew I was shooting a really big load up his uprotected, married arse and I enjoyed every minute of breeding him. One summer I was staying in a hotel up in the north of Scotland and was going out to a meal to celebrate a family member's birthday. I had travelled up the evening before and enjoyed a great night's sleep. I woke up late, had breakfast and then showered. I still had plenty of time to spare and was feeling very horny so I decided to go online and see if anyone was around. I knew that this could be very hit and miss in this area but I got messaged almost immediately by a guy in his late 30s. He didn't have any pictures on his profile but we chatted for a while and he told me he was a farmer and was married with children and had to be discreet. He said he just wanted to be sucked off and would be happy to suck me off too. He send me some body pics and some of his cock and his arse but wouldn't send any face pics. I didn't care though - he sounded like a nice guy and the pictures he sent showed a fit, hairy, stocky guy with a fair sized cock. We arranged to meet and he sent me a post code for the last building in the nearest village and then gave me directions of where to go after that. I set off and soon I was driving through some really beautiful countryside, through villages and past farms and soon my sat nav told me I had reached my destination. I looked at the directions he had given me and carried on deep into the country. He had told me to pull in when I saw a disused white building with a sign on it and soon I saw it up ahead and pulled into a country lane where I was to meet him. There was no one about so I waited a moment and then saw someone coming towards me. He smiled at me and introduced himself. We shook hands rather formally and then he led me into the woods and soon we were kissing and feeling each other up. He was a really nice guy and obviously horny - his cock was rock hard and soon it was in my mouth and I was sucking him off. He said he was close and didn't want to cum yet so we swapped places and he went down on my cock. He sucked me really well and soon I was getting close so I went down on him again. As I sucked him he suddenly asked me if I wanted to fuck him. I said yes and he grinned. "Good," he said, and added "I've come prepared." I assumed he was going to produce a condom but it turned out his idea of being prepared was a small tube of lube. He rubbed some into his meaty arse and bent forward and I pushed my cock up his arse and began to fuck him. He groaned "Oh yeah, fuck me....fuck me!" He was quite vocal, urging me to fuck him harder as I took hold of his hips and began to really fuck him. I told him I was getting close and he moaned "harder, fuck me harder!" I kept fucking him and then told him I was ready to cum and he moaned "Do it, cum in me, cum in my arse!" I began to shoot my cum right into him as I felt his arse tighten around my cock and he wanked his cum out in front of him as I shot a big load of cum deep into his arse. When we had both pulled our pants up we chatted for a while. He told me he didn't get the chance to fuck with guys very often but liked to do it when he got the chance. I told him I had enjoyed every minute of it and he grinned and said he had too. I said I had especially enjoyed cumming in his arse and he grinned again and said he knew he should use protection but he really liked to feel guys cum in his arse. As I drove back through the countryside I thought of him working on his farm and then going home to his family- another married straight guy that nobody would suspect had an arse loaded with cum. Part 9 to follow

#BiGeekySlut ....you are so right... we needed some new smut up....and you started BRILLIANT!!!! Keep writing!!!! ...great start and we want to learn where all this is leading to.... I hope all others simply enjoy this story too without starting to fight over trivial matters.... LET US ENJOY THE FACT THAT SOMEONE ACTUALLY TAKES THE TIME TO BE CREATIVE AND FEED US WITH DELIGHTS!!! It would be such a shame if this story ended here...

I love to lick ass before I fuck. Even if dirty. Hot if dirty. Only then I make a mental note to kiss them before I start fuckimg, to share the filth lol. And more so if preloaded. Love random cum. But hate lube ass. Tastes like plastic. But quick piss enema helps clean that up.

yes! actually love it more if it's a boyfriend or husband he's cheating on, since the wife is female so he's cheating to have a guy, but the boyfriend/husband are male, so he's cheating even though he has a guy at home. Love getting fucked in my boyfriend's bed too.

The Agreement and Marriage – as told by Brandon Ben and I met through the internet as so many guys do these days. We were both looking for sex on a Saturday afternoon. I was browsing A4A and I saw an ad that I liked, just my kind of guy: BentBoy 28, 5’7” 135 lb 30w. Swimmers build. Dark blond, brown eyes. Some body hair. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Just a fun loving guy looking to hook up. Oral is fine but if we hook up it ends up with someone getting fucked. 6”, Cut, Versatile, Anything Goes, HIV Negative. Prefer meeting at: My place, your place. I sent him a message, he responded and within an hour he was at my place for sex. Except that we did not have sex right away. We both enjoyed each other’s company so much that we talked, had a few drinks, and went to dinner and then fucked, and fucked and fucked and then finally on Sunday evening he left. We spent every weekend together after that and many week nights as well. Ben moved in with me about six months after we met. Everything was great until I was trying to find something in the bathroom. As I opened Ben’s side of the bathroom cabinet something fell out. I bent down to pick it up and I noticed that it was a bottle of Truvada. I confronted him about it. “You said you were negative. But I found this!” He shrugged. “Before I met you I was a single gay man, having sex with multiple guys; you never know what you are dealing with. So my doctor recommended it just to be on the safe side.” What he should have added was “and having bareback sex whenever I can”, but he did not say it and I did not think it. I looked at him straight in the eye. “You and I are both very sexual guys. I don’t know if you are still having sex with other guys while we are together. I just don’t want to know about it if you are, and if you are you have to be safe, just like we are. Always use condoms.” Ben just grinned at me. “No. I have not slept with anyone else since I met you. I just had the Truvada left over from before.” He paused. “Do you really mean what you said about sex with other guys?” This conversation was rapidly escalating to something we had not discussed before. “Yeah, I guess so” I answered. “We are both horny guys. Sometimes stuff happens. Just play safe. No bareback.” I was thinking about PrEP, and why Ben may have been taking it. Ben smiled. “You know me better than that. We have always used condoms. I use condoms. But I would like us to be able to get rid of them one day when you are ready. Once we have been tested. Then we can bareback, you and me.” We did not discuss this again until we had been together for a bit more than a year and decided to get married. We had a long discussion about an open relationship versus monogamy. We agreed that we both like sex too much to be constrained to the bounds of monogamy. If one of us had a little “side sex” because it was just too tempting we did not want it to destroy our relationship. I really enjoy group sex and I was hoping that we would progress to threesomes and more once we had been together for a while. We agreed that we would not go looking for sex outside of our marriage, but that if it happened it would be OK if we did it together. If one of us did something on his own the rule was it had to be safe, and that he did not need to tell the other. We decided that we would get tested and then bareback with each other, but never with strangers. I had only ever had safe sex but because of the “agreement” Ben would not need to be on PrEP. He had stopped taking it sometime before I discovered the bottle of Truvada. Little did I know at the time how much Ben liked being bred and that he should have continued taking his little daily pill. Our wedding was simple. We rented a house on Fire Island and invited only a few of our closest friends and family. One of Ben’s friends officiated and we got married wearing only speedos on the beach at Sunset. Ben’s only regret was that his best friend and roommate Sam from college could not be with us. He had moved away a few years earlier and they had lost contact. After way too much to drink and a good dinner we headed off to our room to consummate our marriage with me losing my bareback virginity. We did not waste any time, immediately undressing each other and then making out on the bed. After about fifteen minutes of sucking, rimming and kissing we were ready for the next step. I rolled off him and we were lying side by side on our backs on the bed. Both of us were rock hard at the thought of what was coming next. Ben looked at me with a grin. “Since this is your first time bareback you get to choose. Fuck or get fucked? I’ve had it a lot both ways but I think you should get fucked and take your first load. Then you can fuck me.” Ben had obviously already made up his mind as he was generously lubing his fat dickhead and shaft. I did not really need to think about it: “Get fucked.” He motioned me over to sit on it. I eased myself down and relaxed my anal sphincter. I felt his fat cock head probing my ass lips and then it entered my chute and slowly started to move up my rectal passage. It was nothing like I had ever felt before. His dick slipped in so much easier than when it had been encased in latex. I felt incredible pleasure as it slid up easily stretching me out until it entered my colon. Sitting all the way down driving his dick as deep as it would go, I relished the sensation of getting fuller the deeper it went. I waited for a few seconds, getting used to the girth of Ben’s meat in my chute. Then I started fucking myself with his dick. I had never really enjoyed getting fucked before but this was different. Maybe it was because I knew it was bare and found it a turn on, or maybe it really did feel better. I loved the sensation of Ben’s slick dickhead gliding up and down stretching out my rectal walls. I was riding Ben’s rock hard dick for all it was worth, lifting all the way up and then slamming down hard. Ben started breathing heavily and he uttered “The first load up your ass. Ever” and before I had time to react, I felt Ben’s dick twitch in my rectum and start to shoot his load deep into my chute. He must have squirted half a dozen times into my hungry ass as he groaned with pleasure. I sat down hard to get Ben’s cock as deep as possible and started jerking off furiously. Ben cried, “No, Wait” but it was too late now to stop, and I came in seconds spewing my load all over Ben’s face and chest. After a few moments Ben spoke. “You wasted your load. I wanted you to fuck me next. But at least I dropped a load up your ass. How did it feel?” That was a dumb question. It felt amazing! In fact I was still so turned on that I knew I would be able to fuck him within a few minutes. We lay snuggled together for about five minutes. As we kissed and cuddled I started getting hard again. Ben spoke. “Ready for round two?” Without giving me a chance to answer he went down on my dick, expertly working my foreskin with his tongue, pushing it back so that he could slurp around my cockhead. Then he started deep-throating me, or more accurately as much of me as he could take. I knew that he was getting to taste some cum from earlier as well as a lot of pre-cum because I was very turned on by the idea of fucking without a condom for the first time. Eventually he came up for air. He grinned and kissed me on the mouth and I was greeted by the taste of my own juices on his tongue and lips. “Now that I’ve got your dick clean, you need to get my ass ready for a fuck”. He turned around and went down on his hands and knees, spreading his ass cheeks and exposing his hole. I went directly for the target; I love sticking my tongue in a willing asshole. Ben was obviously in heaven with my tongue deep into his hole. He was grunting with pleasure. “Fuck yeah, get my ass all slick with spit. Get it ready for fucking. You won’t need lube. Without a condom your pre-cum will be enough”. He was not joking. The thought of fucking him bareback was enough that my dick was leaking so profusely that it was dripping all over the bed. “Fill me with you dick. Please!” He had reached the point that he needed something bigger up his chute than a tongue. I withdrew my face from his tasty trench and whispered in his ear. “You want me to fuck you now?” “Fuck yeah. I need that fat dick filling my gut. Slide it in me now. Oh fuck. Yeah! I’ve wanted your bare cock in my hole for so long.” I slowly pushed my cock head against Ben’s hole. Ben kept his ass clamped tight. “I thought you wanted to get barebacked?” “Fuck yeah! But I really want to feel it sliding in. Push harder.” I pushed my dick against Ben’s hole again, and this time the head slipped in easily. I was not ready for the silky softness of Ben’s anal passage. It was tight but enveloped my fat dick with velvet softness. I pushed in slowly and felt as my dick head passed the inner sphincter. I thrust in deep so that my pubic hair slammed hard against Ben’s ass. Ben gave a squeal of pleasure, quite uncharacteristic for him. “Yeah! Fuck me hard. Bare at last!” I pulled almost all the way out and then thrust back in hard, keeping up a steady slow rhythm. I was reveling in the new sensation of having my thick bare dick sliding up Ben’s raw and willing ass. Ben spoke again. “Fuck! I got a lot of bare dicks up my ass before I met you, but very few fill me the way you do.” Ben was working his ass muscles to milk the juice from my dick as I fucked. I felt myself getting close and he knew it too. “Stop, wait. Not yet. This feels so good I want to sit on you like you did on me. I want to see you face when you load me up. Let’s change positions.” It was so good fucking his ass with my bare dick that I did not want to come yet either. I slowly pulled out of his ass, and then lay down on my back on the bed. He rapidly straddled me face-to-face and took all of my meat deep in his rectum. “Fuck yeah! I love this position, gets your dick really deep in my ass. Sit up and kiss me.” I did as I was told. It was the most amazing sensation deep kissing his sensuous mouth while his velvety warm anal walls were massaging my cock. He was slowly fucking himself on my dick. He started moving more rapidly, with longer strokes so that my dick would slide almost all the way out and then he would sit down hard taking me as deep as he could into his chute. He was moving too much for us to keep kissing, so I lay back and let him do the work, marveling that this incredibly beautiful man was giving me the fuck of my life. It was too much for me and I could not control myself. I felt the cum starting to rise in my balls as I got close. “I’m getting close. I’m going to cum up your ass.” That seemed to spur him on to fuck himself even more wildly as he felt my dick starting to swell in his rectum. “Fuck Yeah! Cum in me! Load me! Breed Me!” He said as he slammed his ass down on my crotch and then rising again while milking my throbbing dick with his hungry hole. As he felt the first hot blast in his gut he thrust down hard on my crotch to take my cum as deep as he could and he continued riding up and down until I had squirted the last of my seed deep in his insides. I was so turned on that I must have loaded his ass with seven or eight squirts. Needless to say the next few months were a revelation to me. We fucked at least twice a day. I just could not get enough even though I caught myself thinking a few times that I would like to feel a bigger raw dick than Ben’s, or get loaded up by a few guys one after the other. Or perhaps to fuck Ben after another guy had filled him up. I knew for a certainty that when I got to fuck him twice in an hour or two I loved sliding into his cum lubed ass the second time. I am a very sexual person and watch a lot of porn as well as enjoy a lot of sex. I also enjoy reading porn stories on the net. After being introduced to unprotected sex with Ben my tastes changed. Now the only porn I went looking for was bareback. The movies and stories I turned me on the most involved un-inhibited group sex with multiple loads being given and taken. More than once I caught myself wondering what it would be like if we were not playing by the rules of the agreement. Actually on that score I did not go out looking for something on the side as I realized the temptation to ditch the condoms and go raw would probably be too hard to resist. I joined up a few bareback hookup sites “just to see what was out there”. I also could not shake off the suspicion that I might run across a profile of Ben’s if I looked hard enough. The only profile I could find that sounded like Ben was his old profile on A4A, which was unchanged from when I first met him.

First Anon Load I was sitting at my desk at work one Friday afternoon and the thought struck me that I hadn't tasted cock or cum in weeks. Time for a visit to the adult book store and some gloryhole cocksucking. A few minutes after five I was sitting in a booth with a gloryhole on either side. I saw a hard cock through the hole to my right and put a finger in the hole. The cock slid through, I took it in my mouth and nursed it until I was rewarded with a tasty load of semen. By the time he'd pulled out and I'd licked the cum off my lips another prick was waiting in the hole to my left. This hole was a big one, big enough for a man to reach through with both hands. The cock was lovely; long, thick, black and uncut. My favorite kind. I quickly swallowed it and sucked it to a full erection. He liked it rough; he took my head in his hands and fucked my mouth hard. I gagged a couple of times and he pulled out and back and stood stroking his lovely length. I licked my lips and opened my mouth, inviting his beautiful prick to come back and rape my mouth some more. I really wanted to eat his load. He just stood there and stroked lightly. An idea popped into my head. I stood up, turned around, backed up to the hole and spread my asscheeks. Soon I felt the head of his cock nuzzling my asshole, smearing it with precum. I felt dizzy and sick to my stomach. I'd never taken an anonymous load in my ass and rarely barebacked and only with guys I'd known for a while and trusted. I knew that the rate of hiv infection was higher in black men. I was terrified and completely turned on. Was I really going to let this black man fuck me bareback through a gloryhole and fill me with cum? Apparently I was, his hands grabbed my hips and the cock started fucking itself into me. My cock was diamondcutter hard and dripping precum. He paused when he bottomed out in my ass and I enjoyed the wonderful sensation of fullness. It took a few strokes before it didn't hurt; the only lube was his precum and my assjuice. I loved getting fucked. I hope he was going to be rough with me. After a maybe a minute, he started stroking in and out slowly, pulling half way out, then plunging back in. I tightened my asshole around his shaft to give him a better ride and enjoy him more myself. This seemed to excite him and he picked up the pace. Soon he was slamfucking me, banging my ass off. God, this was great; maybe the best fuck of my life! That big black cock tore my asshole up for all too short a time. He shoved in hard and I felt his cock twitch and jerk. A warm flood filled my guts. He moaned and humped his cock into me spasmodically. I couldn't actually feel it, but I imagined little squirts of cum jetting out of his prick into my guts. I almost threw up. I'd just taken an anon load! I clamped my asshole tight around his cock to keep him and his load in me. I realized I was glad he'd shot his load in me. Glad, but also terrified. The knowledge I'd taken anon cum in my guts was the most arousing thing I could imagine. I knew I'd do it again and again. I also knew that eventually I'd get pozzed, infected with hiv. I didn't care; my cock throbbed as I thought about getting infected. I wanted it; I hoped that lovely black cock had just injected poz cum in me and that the virus was already working it's way into my blood. He stayed in me until he started to soften and his cock slipped out of me. He stuck his cock back through the hole and I sucked and licked cum and my assjuice off it. I loved it. He pulled out, tucked that lovely tool in his pants and zipped up. A hand reached down with a piece of paper. I took it and saw a phone number and a name. He left, I tucked the number in my pocket and licked up the pool of cum that'd oozed out of my abused asshole. I knew I was going to call him, I had to have that cock again. I wondered if I'd ask him his status. I also wondered if I was I going to get the fuck flu in a week or so. At that thought my cock got rock hard. A finger appeared in the small hole, so I stood up and fed the eager mouth my cock. In just seconds I emptied my balls into the faggot's mouth, thinking about a poz black guy that frequently ran ads in Craigslist wanting to fuck "poz-friendly guys", bareback only. Next time he ran the ad I'd offer my ass to him. And I did, but that's a story for another time.