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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.

I was blessed with good genetics. My father was German and my mother was Polish. I came out with blond hair, deep blue eyes, round face with a strong jaw, my mothers cheekbones, my Dad's small nose and his tendency to a solid tight build with a minimum of effort, and apparently, the German tendency towards having a big dick, or maybe that's from my mother's side of the family, I don't know. My only regret is I'm not real tall, clocking in at a smidge over 5'8", but it serves me pretty good. And at 140 pounds I have a tight body. Guys seem to dig me, which is great. All throughout high school I kept trying to get with girls and kept getting shot down because I wasn't 'tall, dark, and handsome. It did a number on my self-esteem for a few years until I discovered guys in Grade 11. I was 18, perpetually horny, not getting any, and this guy hit on me at a rave. and I went for it. The sex, as I look back, probably wasn't all that great but for me it was life-changing. I ditched the bitches and made the switch, as some might say. I say I found myself that night. Now I'm making up for lost time and hit a rave just about every weekend. I can always find a hot guy to go home with at the parties. The local rave moves around every weekend and you have to be connected to get the location. I made sure to give the right guys my ass to ensure being connected enough to get the location. The events of this particular weekend would change my life forever. So, anyway I am at this weeks events, it's Saturday night and I'm just having a great time . I'm a little high (not that I do junk or anything, I might drop some E now and then, maybe smoke a joint and always tossed back a few drinks). I spot this cute guy, about my age, kind of short like me. He's got his shirt off and -- damn -- he's got a tight body on him. Real nice. Short hair not a buzz cut and long sideburns. He's got a couple tattoos, one along the inside of his right forearm but I can't see what it is, a small tat over his left nipple and one between his shoulder blades. Trust me, asking a dude about his tattoos is always a good opening line so I went over to him and asked him about his tats. He showed them to me. Pretty hot, I told him. He broke into this wide grin, his dark eyes lit up, and he asked me if I meant the tattoo or him. I said both. He asked me if I wanted to dance and I said sure. We're getting pretty sexy up there, with him gyrating up against me and rubbing his crotch up against my butt and his hands are all over me. We pulled each other in close and kissed hard, and pretty soon his tongue is dueling with mine. He's got me pushed up against this wall with his tongue all the way down my throat and his hand over my jeans massaging my growing cock. He was wearing these white beach pants with a tie waist and I had the tie undone and my hand wrapped around his dick down inside them. Things were heating up between us and a few guys were watching us. This weeks rave was being held in an old warehouse. They had used this warehouse before so I knew the layout. I grabbed his hand, led him back in behind the DJ and down a set of stairs. I had his shirt off and those beach pants sliding down over his ass in no time and I'm pressed up against him, necking. I ditched my shirt and pulled down his beach pants. He kicked off his flip-flops and stepped out of the beach pants so he was totally naked. Fucking hot little stud muffin, too. Damn! I got down on my knees and started sucking his cock as he leaned up against the wall. He starts talking real dirty which got me pretty worked up and I was already worked up. He pulled me to my feet and helped me out of my jeans. Now he was on his knees sucking my cock down in front of me as I braced my hands up against the wall. He sure seemed to love sucking dick, almost as much as me. So there we are, bare-assed naked, in the back stair area as I could feel his legs tremble from the strain of squatting but he didn't stop or get up, he just reached back and braced a hand against the wall behind him and kept right on sucking. He then stood up and leaning forward whispered in my ear that he was going to fuck me. I nodded agreeing that I wanted him to fuck me too. I turned around and leaned forward, bracing my hands up against the way and stuck my ass out. This stud wasted no time in eating my hole. He had me moaning like a bitch in heat that hadn't been fucked in years. He stood up, slapped my ass and rubbed his cock along my ass crack. I was caught up in the heat of the moment it never dawned on me if he put a rubber on. He grabbed my hips and began to slowly slid his raw cock inside my ass. Man oh man, feeling his dick pop through was great. I love getting fucked anyway, big time, but this was such a rush fucking right there in the warehouse where the rave was taking place, basically, down a short set of stairs from the DJ,, and knowing there was a club full of maybe a thousand people just about 10 feet away. I just felt a rush shoot all through me as soon as his cock slid into my ass and I shoved my ass back against him. This hottie knew how to fuck a guy too. He'd fuck into me real slow, teasing me, then pulling out a bit, then ease back in until I was grunting and grinding my ass back, begging for a real fuck from him. I could tell he was loving it. Then he'd pull out completely then pop back in a few times. By then my ass ring was starving for some hard friction. Finally, he grabs my hips and rams into me. Even over the loud music thumping just the stairs people must have heard me yell out Come on, fuck me harder. The dude is fucking the shit out of me by now and I'm totally off in the zone. We must have fucked for a good half hour back there, easy. I shot off up against the wall and he pounded harder and harder into me as he let me know he was seeding my ass (I never processed those words until later). He screamed out as he came, never slowing down he pace. He leaned in and kissed the back of my neck as he told me what a hot ass I had and that he was going to cum again. I was totally caught up in the heat of the moment. I didn't really know he never put a condom on and at that moment I didn't care. All I cared about was that I wanted every inch of his dick in side me . He tightened his grip on my hips as he plowed into my ass. It was at that moment that he leaned in again, kissed the back of my neck and whispered how hot it was to breed me with his poz load. It registered, I had let a total stranger fuck me and breed my ass with poz cum. At first I was terrified at the implications, but as he continued to fuck me like no man had ever before I didn't care. It was done and over with, nothing I can do about it now. And for some strange reason as I thought that my cock got so hard it hurt. I hope he can take a pounding from me some day.

Kevin was browsing through profiles on adam4adam and once again found himself staring at the hottest guy he had ever seen. The guy was six one, 145 pounds, 26 years old, white, with a smooth nine and a half inch cut cock. And he was poz. "Damn," Kevin thought, "why does he have to have HIV?" As he had done many times before, Kevin couldn't help but to click through each picture of the guy's photographs, hoping to see more of the man's gorgeous body and enormous cock, but the most memorable image was the outline of guy's huge dick underneath the guy's bathing suit. The text on his profile always caught his eye, and Kevin found himself inexplicably turned on as he read it again "I'm poz. I fuck bare. Don't message me unless you want poz jizz in your hole." The first few times Kevin had read the man's profile, the message scared and repulsed him, but increasingly he found himself somewhat aroused as he found himself wondering what it would feel like to have the huge cock filling his ass with jizz. His thoughts were interrupted when the a4a alert noise cracked through his speakers and startled him. He checked the messages. 'Oh shit', he thought, 'it's from *him*'. The following conversation followed: hungpozfucker: hey, you always look at my profile. so i thought id say hello. dont worry, you can't get pozzed just chatting with me. kevinboi22: oh. um sorry. ur hott and all, but i dont fuck guys with hiv. hungpozfucker: no worries. it's not like i would let you fuck me. i would, however, attack your ass with my huge cock, if u were willing. Kevin found that his half-way hard cock was suddenly at it's full seven inches. kevinboi22: like i said ur hott. it's just the hiv thing. ya know? i wish i could see more pics of your cock though. hungpozfucker: i don't have any more pics here. look, let's meet up, and i'll show you in real life. don't worry, i'm not gonnarape your little boi hole or anything. i'll just come over, we can chat, i'll give you a glimpse, and then i'll leave. it doesn't hurt to make new friends does it? Kevin's cock was now throbbing as he imagined this huge cock being forced into him. "uggh," he thought "i wanna see it. i want him to fuck me, but not with hiv." kevinboi22: well, i guess that's cool. i'm a little shy, just so you know. and i only want to take a look, okay? hungpozfucker: deal About an hour later, Kevin heard a knock on his door. His heart was pounding, and his cock immediately resumed it's rock-hard status as he imagined what was on the other side of the door. Kevin let his new poz 'friend' into his living room. An awkward pause followed, but then the visitor took over. "I'm Bret. I guess I'll just break the ice," he introduced himself; and then casually pulled his shorts down revealing the longest and thickest soft cock Kevin had ever seen. "Oh my God," Kevin said as his mouth dropped. "Go ahead and touch it, it's okay. You can't get nothing by just feeling it." That was all the permission Kevin needed. He quickly got on his knees and inspected the beautiful cock as he slowly caressed it and felt it harden in his hands. "How big is it?" Kevin asked. "About 9.5 inches. Probably too big to fit in your hole anyway," Bret said half-smiling to himself. Kevin's cock was throbbing again. He continued to stroke Bret's enormous piece as it got fully hard. "Why don't you give it a little kiss since you like it so much?" Bret said while smirking. Kevin was scared, but too aroused to care at this point. He starting softly kissing the massive cock in front of him from the tip to the base, and back up to the tip. "Good, now give it a french kiss," Bret instructed. Kevin hesitated for a moment, but gave in to the urge and licked his tongue around the thick headed mushroom tip. After just a couple of seconds, he decided to just give up on the "kissing" and starting to go down on Bret's cock. "That's it," Bret assured him "suck that cock you've been wanting for soo long." Kevin tried desperately to fit the entire cock in his mouth, but could barely get past half. He kept trying with all earnest. After a few minutes, he stood up to take his shirt, jeans and underwear off, while Bret finished taking the rest of his clothes off. "Get back on that cock," Bret urged him. Kevin quickly obliged and sucked as hard and far down as he could. "Oh fuck yeah, use lots of spit. Make my dick as wet as you can like you want me to fuck your ass using your spit for lube," Bret insisted. Somewhere in the back of his head, Kevin was afraid; but the fear was somehow feeding the intense arousal he felt as well. He imagined this big tool being forced into him; and all he could do was continue to suck and apply as much spit onto the cock in his mouth as possible with each lick and suck, while he slowly tugged on his own cock. "Yeah, I knew you would surrender to my cock, that's it," Bret was smiling to himself knowing that he had won his prize. "Mmmmmmm" was all Kevin could muster to say as he gobbled and slobbered all over the cock he was worshiping. "Get on all fours now," Bret demanded. Kevin was both nervous and ecstatic to hear this. He was finally gonna get the cock he wanted; and any thoughts of Bret's HIV status were completely forgotten now. "Oh god, fuck me, please!" Kevin begged. "First things first," and then Bret licked at the tight little boi hole in front of him, "I need to make sure you're nice and wet to take this." Kevin already felt an orgasm building, and nearly came just from the wonderful tongue-fuck his ass was receiving. "Are you sure you want this now?" Bret asked, confident of the answer to follow. "Yeah!" Kevin said nearly interrupting the question, " fuck my ass with your big cock!" "You're ready for your first poz cock to attack your ass?" Bret clarified. Kevin didn't care anymore. All he knew was that he needed to get fucked by this cock. "Fuck yeah! Give it to me!" Bret forced his thick headed tip into Kevin's tight hole, and with some effort had the first few inches inside. "OH MY GOD!" Kevin yelled, "it's so fucking big. Oh, fuck!" Bret continued to press until he was mostly inside. Kevin felt a pleasure unlike any he had felt before, even as his ass was stretched ever more open, and Bret's magnificent cock slid deeper into Kevin, certainly more deeply than any other cock had done so before. Kevin nearly fainted from the simultaneous pleasure and pain his ass was feeling, but after a few glides in and out, he got used to it; and then the pleasure took over and sent Kevin into pure ecstasy. "You like that huh?" Bret asked. "Oh fuck yeah" Kevin panted out. "Tell me you want me to poz your ass." Bret said as he thrust all the way into Kevin. "OH FUCK! Yeah man, poz my ass!" Kevin could barely mutter as his ass was assaulted with deep punishing thrusts. "Do what?" Bret asked. "POZ MY ASS!" Kevin answered. Bret smiled to himself. He had his new cocklover right where he wanted him. "Do what?" he asked again, smiling to himself. "POZ MY ASS" Kevin blurted even louder. Kevin was completely under Bret's control; and was trying not to cum as he felt the big cock owning him. "POZ MY ASS!" Kevin again yelled. "Okay," Bret answered, "get ready for my poz cum to explode in your ass!" Brett quickened his pace as Kevin started stroking. Brett started to unload; and Kevin felt his ass getting slippery and started shooting his cum onto the floor. Brett grabbed Kevin's waste tighter and fucked as hard and deep as he could as he unloaded into Kevin's hole. Kevin suddenly remembered Bret was poz and found himself panicked as he realized he was getting a poz load blasted into him. The panic turned into excitement; and Kevin continued to cum, shooting a huge load onto the floor as Bret continued to cum deep inside Kevin. It was the most intense orgasm Kevin ever felt, and he could not believe how much cum was being shot into him. "Oh fuck!" Kevin yelped as he felt one final jab of Bret's huge dick shove into him. "There ya go," Bret whispered. "Finally got what you wanted." Kevin felt a strange sense of relief and satisfaction. "That was fucking amazing. I never came so hard," Kevin confided. "Be careful what you wish for," Bret thought to himself. They both managed to stumble to Kevin's bed, where they then passed out from exhaustion.

Sam the short muscle bottom. I like to whore out bottoms, get guys to come over and fuck them bare and dump their load in a hot bottom and leave. I had been courting Sam this hot white muscle bottom for months and he said he rarely ever fucked bare and although it sounded hot it was not for him. The third time I asked I shared with him that I had regulars and they were all neg on PreP and that it was a safe experience. The exchange below is what came from my third request and statement. Me: So, it is totally safe. Sam: Really, they are all on PreP? Me: Yes, all my buds are on PreP as am I. Sam: I am not on PreP right now. Me: Not a problem sense we all are. Sam: Yea, so how would this work. Me: You come over and get naked except for a jock and suck my dick and every time the doorbell rings you slip your blindfold in and a bud on PreP comes in and feels your light little body and either eats your hole or lubes you up and fucks you. Breeds you and then leaves. Sam: You sure they are on PreP? Me: Yep, I have known these guys. Sam: Okay, I am up for it. When? Me: how is Thursday Night? Sam: Good, I have Friday and the entire weekend off. What time? Me: How is 7 PM? Sam: That works, do I need to bring anything? Me: No, I have everything so no need to bring anything but clean out good. Sam: I will, you have buds with big dicks? Me: Yes, buds and I have big dicks. Sam: Hot, send your address and I will be there at 7 PM. Me: Great, oh yea, wear a jock. Then I sent same my address. I had emailed and texted buds about Sam, four were available but many of them were busy or had bottoms already coming over. I resorted to looking for guy online despite telling Sam I knew them all. I located eight other guys all young and hung who were great prospects. All said they were on PreP and loved fucking bare hole. Three emailed me back by Wednesday and two more on Thursday morning and I lined up my regular buds first and got info to hit up the other guys one at a time for Sam, so he had a great experience and because I love watching a bottom get loaded more than anything. Thursday came and I got things around, lube, towels, G and T (had not discussed with Sam and his profile said no drugs) blindfold, restraints (had not discussed them either) and some toys to use on him. I hid the restraints, T and G and when Sam arrived, he was so fucking cute. Blonde hair, blue eyes and an adorable face with a hot ass body. I poured Sam a drink and he looked nervous, and I spiked it with a little G and watched as he drank it and I offered him another and spiked that one too. Told him my first bud would be there soon so he should get undressed and up on the bed in his jock. Sam jumped up and almost lost his balance and I had to hold him so he could undress that hot little smooth muscled body and then to when he slipped off his shorts the hottest ass farmed with that dark blue jock was a site to see. He crawled up on the bed and I placed a couple pillows for his chest and once he was in place, I feed him my cock. Sam was a great cock sucked and I knew he would make a great cum dump for the night. I told him to stay in place and I went around and spread his checks and ate that little hole. Sam moaned and arched his back, he tasted amazing, and I tongue fucked him till I heard the doorbell and helped Sam slip on the blindfold and fed him my cock as my Friend Dean walked in and said, "Fuck yea. You outdid yourself this time." He got on the bed and bent down and ate Sam and made him moan on my dick. Dean loved ass and after five minutes of eating Sam’s hole Dean got off the bed and undressed and let his uncut 8’ dick spring from his underwear and he lubed it up and slowly slide it into Sam. Fucking him for almost ten minutes before shooting his load deep inside Sam. Sam caught his breath and then looked at me and said, fucking great cum dump, Thanks and he pulled out and cleaned up. He then dressed and left and passed Mike who just walked in, and I whispered to Sam to leave the blindfold on. Mike is a think good looking college kid with a fat 7.5-inch dick, and he loves to breed. He does not eat ass; he just loves to fuck and nut in a hot hole. Mike hopped up and pulled out his dick and slide in Sam as Sam yelped a little and I rubbed his chest and pinched his nipple and Mike started to fuck Sam hard and Sam moaned even loader then when Dean was and Mike slapped his ass and said fucking whore, you need my load don’t you. Anonymous cum dump for my big dick, fuck that makes me cum even more. He slammed Sam ten more times and then growled as he shot his load in Sam. I got a text from David, and he was delayed, and Ryan could not come for over an hour, so I hit up a couple guys online I had talked earlier. Dylan and Diego, Diego responded first and text he was ten minutes away. I took that time to give Sam a shard of T and since that went so well, I slipped him another before Diego arrives with his big 9” dick. Diego came in and nodded to me and undressed and got up on the bed and did not say a word. He fingered Same and Same moaned and then Diego asked how may loads, I said two and then he pulled his fingers out and slide his big dick slowly into Sam and he helped a little as that big dick stretched his hole. Diego loved to fuck, and he drilled Sam for fifteen minutes and shot his load inside Sam. Dylan arrives and he seemed to know Diego and they greeted each other while Diego was getting dressed to leave and Dylan was undressing. Diego watched while Dylan unleashed a nice thick 8” dick and slapped it on Sam’s cummy hole and then pulled back and spread Sam’s hole and began eating that cummy little slit. Diego watched while Dylan tongue fucked Sam and Diego said, fuck yea eat me cum bro (in a heavy accent) and then he laughed and walked out. Dylan ate away and after he was satisfied and lined up his dick and piston fucked Sam until he shot his load deep in that cunt and then slow fucked him and five minutes later piston fucked him till, he shot in his hole. Fuck that is some good pussy he says and then he pulls out and said the boy had to suck my dick clean. I moved over and he fed Sam his dick and let him suck him clean. I text everyone and no one was free, even though they said they would be. I started looking for other guys and I could only find one that said neg on PreP. He was 50 years old tall with a big dick and I hit him up. He was not exactly what I wanted to watch but he would due until the rest of the guys were free. I gave my address and asked the guy when he could be there. The guy said 5 minutes, fuck he must have been close, and I told him to come over and the door would be open, and Sam would be blindfolded. Seven minutes later the guy walks in and he really did not look like his pic, he looked better. He was tall and more built, and he felt up same and looked at me and said the kid is neg right? I told he was, and I said your file says neg on PreP and he said yes is all and he began to slip his pants off but left his shirt one and he had the thickest 9” dick with a PA. He got on the bed and fingered Sam with one, two and then three fingers inside him making same moan and then he led his PA a lined it up at Sam’s slit and pressed t and then pushed his fat head in and Same yelped and he pressed slowly and soon he was lodged deep in Sam’s hole. The guy knew how to fuck, and he slowly pumped Sam’s hole making the boy moan and whimper and after thirty minutes of slowly but forceful fucking the man shoves hid dick in and grunted and said fuck, I needed that. He worked his dick out slowly and then guided the PA out and it had pink cum on it. He went to the bathroom and asked for soap, and I walked over, and he had slipped off his shirt and the guy was muscled and had well-defined chest and abs and a scorpion tat on his left pec. I swallowed hard and asked him if he was a Scorpio and he said an, I am an Aquarius. I swallowed even harder, and I said you know Sam the kid you fucked is neg and not on PreP. The guy’s dick had gone soft but as I said that I could see it coming to life and it was soon rock hard again and I looked down at my dick and I was rock hard too. He leaned in and said, no reason to put my shirt back on. I nodded and he smiled at me and said, think I should fuck the kid again. All I could do is nod again. He walked right back over to Sam and felt him up again and then worked his dick in him again and fucked him harder this time but still nice and steady and twenty minutes later he shot another load inside him. He cleaned up again and then got dress and I walked him to the door. He leaned in and said, your bottom and I have a lot in common. I said yea? He smiled and said neither of us are on Meds and he winked and said he would be back in a few hours if the boy needed more cum. I closed the door and thought I should rush the kid to the ER and get him some pills but a text cam in from a buddy and he said he was ready for that fine ass, and I went back to Sam and let him suck my rock-hard dick. Could I possibly think this is hot? What the fuck. My dick seems to be telling me something is all I thought while Sam sucked my cock and I waited for Brian.

*****WRITER'S NOTE: This story contains bits of cross-dressing/sissy hypno stuff. I know not everyone enjoys that sort of stuff, but its one of my kinks, and it comes out a bit here. Other than that, enjoy! If you want to see more of this tale, let me know, since I have a lot more scenes I wish to write to add to it. Also note that as this progresses, I took the wrote of 'unreliable narrator' , so as my character progresses through what you'll see happens, just note that I'm writing as he understands it. Hopefully its creative and you like the style. ***** "Bottom seeking top for fun tonight. Newish to the scene, but willing to learn and enjoy male on male fun. 6'3" 180lbs geeky build, white, 35yo, 7" if that matters. Have no hangups on race or age, though I tend to like older tops. HMU." This was the ad that I posted, on a very boring afternoon. I was horny, having split from my wife nearly a year ago. I had fantasies about sex with men, and watched a lot of porn and really got into it. I felt more at ease wanting to get fucked, even playing with toys. As much as I enjoyed fucking girls, I just didn't find fucking another guy all that interesting. But seeing a cock sliding in an ass, wishing it was me, really got my horniness up. But other than some fooling around in high school with a guy at work, I never messed with guys. I was on a4a and a couple of other sites and apps. I cruised through profiles, as I waited for someone to respond to my ad or even my various hints of attraction. After a half-hour, I got a few replies. I checked the messages and then looked at the profiles. One interested me. A black guy (which was a fantasy all to itself), in his 40s, who said he was all top, loved white bottom bois, and could host. His message was brief, just wanting to know if I might be interested and to know a bit more about me. His pics were hot, with him being bald with a little bit of a goatee. Not a lot of body hair. And what looked like a sizable 8" or more cock. My horniess got to me and I responded back, explaining "I hadn't been with a guy in ages, and that was just some mutual jerking off and sucking the guys cock. I was bi-curious, just because I had been with plenty of girls and had been married, though now divorced. I had been fantasizing about being with another man, and had been watching lots of gay porn. I saw myself as being the bottom, and wanted to try doing that with someone, especially if they could teach me the ropes. I was pretty open-minded to a lot of stuff sexually, and that I was used to playing with toys on myself. But really wanted to feel the real thing, though safety first. I'm Keith btw." A few minutes later, he responded. "CeeCee. Not sure if you like black men or not, but as your profile and ad said, you have no hangups. I really like white bottoms, and love to teach them how to enjoy sex with men, especially black men. I hope you really don't have racial hangups, cause you're cute and I can see having a lot of fun with you. I can host at my house, got toys, lube, all sorts of porn, both gay, straight, whatever. I'll teach you everything you want to learn and probably some stuff you never thought about. Just want you to have an open mind." My dick got hard reading that. I wasn't sure what all he meant, but it was exciting me. I replied back. "Definitely interested. I just need an address and a phone number. I'll start to get dressed and such." A minute later, I got his response of his address and phone number. I popped it in my phone and sent CeeCee a message. I asked if needed me to bring anything, besides my toys, lubes, condoms, and poppers. He said that was fine if I wanted, but he had everything we'd need at his place. Just to come on over. He was excited to meet me, and hoped I was too. I told him that I was, as I was rock hard and really wanting to play. He just sent back a smiley face. It took me about 30 minutes to get to his place. He had messaged me a few minutes before I got there to park on the street outside his house. His house was just a regular run of the mill house in the suburbs, with not too many neighbors, lots of trees and such blocking views from what I could tell. I quickly got out and walked up to the door. I nervously knocked and then waited. I heard him unlock the door and open it. And there he was. He was just slightly shorter than me, but very much as his profile and stats said. And was very handsome. He had just a tank top and a pair of basketball shorts on. I could slighly see his bulge through them. He greeted me with a handshake. "Keith?" "Yep, CeeCee?" I stupidly reply, shaking his hand. He ushered me into his living room, closing and locking the door behind me. "Wow, you really are cute. Yeah, gonna have some fun with for sure." CeeCee said, eyeing me up. I slightly blushed, not really used to being called cute, but this was a whole new experience for me. "Come, let's go to my bedroom, get comfortable, talk a bit, and see what happens." "Sure." I meekly said, as he directed me through his house. Down a short hallway past a bathroom, was his master bedroom. He had a large king sized bed, with the covers off it, along with a mountain it seemed of pillows. A large 50" TV was mounted across from it with some interracial gay porn playing on it. I saw bottles of lube, poppers, and toys out on a dresser by the bed. "Sit." I put my bag down near the bed, and then got on the bed. He slid in next to me, and put his hand on mine. "So, let me get this straight. You've never really been with another man, and you want to bottom? You're bi, bi-curious, been with girls, been married, now divorced?" "Yep, divorced. Been alone and well horny for almost a year now. Started watching porn to past the time, slowly going from straight to gay, and just wanted to finally experience it." "Well hopefully you'll experience a lot today. So let's just go over some stuff. I want to figure out what your limits are and to know what all you want to get into. I mean, we don't have to do anything you don't, but I'm very willing to teach you." "Sure, what do you want to know?" "Kissing, making out?" "Yes." "Sucking? Getting sucked?" "Both, though I'll be honest, its been a while since I did any sucking, and well my toys don't look as thick as yours." "No worries. Rimming, eat ass?" "I'm game to have it done to me, and I used to love doing it to several girls that let me." "Well you said you want to try bottoming, and that you don't really want to top, which works for me, I don't ever bottom to guys." "I love using my toys of myself, so wouldn't mind feeling the real thing. THough condoms." He kinda smirked a bit at the condom comment. "If you want me to use condoms, I will, but I prefer the real thing. I'm sure you barebacked plenty of girls, including your ex-wife. Trust me, its like that with guys too, even for bottoms." "Well you know, just worried about catching stuff, HIV and what not. I mean I saw on your profile that you were negative, so I trust you." He smiled a bit. "Yes, I'm negative. But just know if you're gonna put up ads and such online, you'll find not everyone tells the truth, and if you're gonna bottom, you'll run the risk regardless." "True." "Okay...let's see. How about dominant, submissive stuff? Think I could be like your master, you my little submissive fucktoy?" I kinda got hard with that last comment. It had been one of my fantasies, especially just thinking and believing that's how bottoms should be. "Yes. I'd like to try that. Though just don't be like overly mean. I hate those aggressive types that just hurt their slaves if they disobey. I want to obey you and serve you, so maybe like an even hand?" He chuckled just a bit. "Gotcha, gotcha. Cool. What about being tied up or restrained?" "SUre, I guess. I did a bit of that with my ex, kind was hot. So yeah maybe see what it's like the other way around." "I guess you're fine with any type of porn, so don't really need to go into there." "Yeah. I guess my only real limits I can think of is no scat, cause ew, maybe cbt, cause ouch, and maybe not leaving marks?" "That I can agree with. I'm glad to see you have an open mind, and well there's always lots of thing people don't think about doing sexually right away. I'll always ask, and if you don't want to try stuff, I won't force you." "Works for me." CeeCee got up from the bed. "Come, why don't you take a shower and get cleaned out, and then we'll have some fun. You do know how to clean out right?" "Yeah, I've done that before with kits and such." He ushered me into the bathroom. He got a towel out of the closet, pulled out a shaverazor and pointed to the soap in the tub. Attached to his showerhead was a long metallic hose. "Okay, cool. Well this is a showershot. It'll really clean you out, but be careful with it. Just turn the water pressure low using that nozzle, and also cool the water down, don't want it too hot. So do you mind shaving your cock, balls, and ass? I like my pretty bois to be smooth." I laughed. "I actually tend to shave it anyways, but couldn't hurt to make sure it's fully done." He laughed with it too. "Good, good. Oh yeah, lots of fun we're gonna have. Okay Keith, take all the time you need, and make sure you clean up afterwards for me, okay?" "Will do." I started to strip as he went to the door. As I got fully naked, I saw him checking me out with a grin on his face, before he shut the door. It took a bit to get used to the showershot, and once it was done and I felt I was cleaned out, I shaved as CeeCee instructed. He had a bigger tub and shower than I did, so I was able to reach a lot of places better. I then finished my shower, dried off, and made sure the tub was cleaned. I saw he had some mouthwash, so I did a quick swig. I was definitely horny to try kissing a guy. I put my clothes back on and went to his bedroom. He was laying on his bed, propped up by the mountain of pillows. He had taken off his tank top, and was showing a very smooth chest. He had also taken off his short and was wearing a very constraining pair of briefs. The outline of his cock was very visible, and definitely made me drool a bit just thinking about what I was about to start playing with. He smiled as he saw me enter. "Feel better?" He pointed to my bag. "Go ahead and strip down. If you want to be naked, you can. Up to you?" I blushed a bit, but did as asked. I made it a point to bend over as I pulled off my boxers. He could hear him slightly whistle, and it made me smile. I then crawled into bed next to him, feeling slightly nervous but excited. CeeCee put his hand on my hand. "So, let's just be clear on things. I think you're very cute and I definitely want to have some fun with you. I love that you want to be submissive, as I love dominating white bois. And the fact that you are inexperienced is icing on the cake. Cause I have such wonders to introduce you to. First, no means no if I ask you twice, got it? Second, if you're going to be my sub, are you willing to do whatever I ask or order of you, barring saying no if I ask twice?" I leaned a bit back, thought about it, and then agreed. "I'm fine with that. I feel that's my place, to be a submissive bottom boi for a hot dominant top. I'm willing to do what you want, and if I'm not comfortable, I'll say it." CeeCee smiled. "I just want to be clear about things. I have a lot to show you, and I hope you'll agree to trying everything we do today, and hopefully tomorrow. Got any plans?" I was a bit confused, since I figured this was just sex, which might be a few hours. But I didn't have anything planned for the next few days, since I was off from work. "I'm game. Sir? Master?" He chuckled. "Sir is fine. Alright, then one last thing. Ever done any type of drug?" I was taken back a bit. I hadn't even thought of stuff like that. I barely drank alcohol, and mostly just vaped cigs. Hell I hadn't done pot since high school, with my first girlfriend. "You mean like pot? I haven't done that since high school, and while I haven't been drugged tested for work, they do have random ones, though again, never had one." "Well see, I love to do some stuff that really enhances sex. Really brings out the lust, the horniness, and makes you feel amazing. Can even really show you what your hiding from yourself. Who you truly might be, sexually. I know you mentioned poppers, which aren't really a drug. Basically the stuff I have, its like being on poppers constantly, though using them with this stuff can be really fun too." I was a bit curious now. I hadn't really had sex with anyone since my ex-wife and I split. And I was horny but nervous. But here this handsome man wanted to teach me new experiences, even enhance those experiences. I was a bit conflicted about work, but since I appeared straighlaced at work, doubtful I'd even be tagged for a random drug test. "Okay Sir, I'm willing to try. I mean if you think it'll make my first time more memorable, then yeah let's do it." He smiled at me, and then pulled me in for my first male-on-male kiss. It was a basic kiss, but still hit a button. "Okay boi, that's what I'm going to call you. I'll ask again, are you willing to try some drugs with me? I'll explain how they work, and I'll make sure you're handling them well." "Yes Sir, I want to try." Ceecee clapped his hands. "Ooh we're gonna have some fun for sure." He opened the drawer to his side table. He pulled out a small black leather bag, a small mirrored-top tray, and then sat it on his bed. He then got up, opened a drawer on another cabinet, and pulled out another bag, along with a couple of glass bongs. He then sat back on the bed, pushing his stuff in the middle. He opened up the smaller bag and pulled out a small bag which looked like it had some white crystals in it. He also pulled out some pills. "Okay boi, see that mini-fridge over there? Go get some of the Gaterades I have in it, along with some bottle water." I did as he asked, as he pulled out more stuff from his leather bad. I handed him the bottles, which he put on the side table. I sat back down, watching him in awe, though my heartbeat in nervousness. I even thought to myself, what am I getting myself into? "So obviously you know about weed. I got some good stuff here that will defininitely wake you feel horny as hell, and slightly mellow you out. I'll pack it in a bit." He grabbed a couple of pills. "This is Molly, or Xtasy, MDMA. I'm sure you've heard of it too. Pop these okay?" I nodded, popped them in my mouth, and took a swig from the gaterade. "In about 20-30 minutes, you'll start to feel them. You'll feel a small little rush, like little waves of horniness hitting you. Kind of like how poppers can hit you. Then it'll start getting a bit stronger, till you peak out, in which you'll probably be very very horny. Trust me, it's great. You'll love it." He smiled. "MMm...that does sound fun. How long does it last?" I could feel a slight tingle happening, but was probably just placebo effect. "Bout a few hours, though you'll peak hard for maybe an hour or two. If you like it, I'll give you another one to top it off." He held up the baggie with the white crystals in it. "This is Tina. I'm sure you know it by another name. But before you start to back away, just know you agreed to this. Tina can be addictive, but you control it, not it controls you, understand?" I had heard the name. Tina or meth. But he was right. I agreed, and nodded. "It's meth, I get it. So what does it do, besides keep you up for days." CeeCee laughed. "It can if you do a lot, if you don't take care of yourself. But I will watch how you react to it, and I'll watch how much we do. But as to what it does...it gives you a lot of energy, makes you feel invincible, and really opens you up. You think you're open-minded now? Tina busts the door down in your little dirty mind and lets out all those things holding back your true self. When we get through, you'll have a new appreciation for life, for sex, for who you are. And Tina's gonna show you the way." He took out a few crystals, and loaded up into a chamber on one of the glass bongs. "Now you can do Tina in a few ways. You can eat, which most just do for that extra energy kick. You can snort it, which gives you a quick high, but it can hurt your nose if you do it wrong or don't crush up the crystals enough. You can smoke it, which we're going to do. You can also do a booty bump, which is when you insert some in your ass. Burns slightly, takes a few minutes to melt, unless we melt it in some water and squirt it up there. But once it hits, you get a stronger effect. You'll get super horny real fast. And the other way is slamming. That's when you shoot it up. Depending on the dosage, you get a rush that is heaven, and you'll...well maybe one day you'll try it. But for now, we'll smoke and see how you like it." I was a bit scared, but was slowly coming around. I also could slightly feel something going on. "Sounds fun." "Oh it is boi, lots of fun." He opened up the bigger bag and pulled out a small bottle and a small needless syringe. "This is the last thing we're going to try. Its called G or GHB. Basically its like having some of the feelings that alcohol gives you with a good bit of horniness to it. It'll slightly ease down the edge that Tina will give you, but it'll also loosen you up as well. Since you're new to all this, I won't give you a lot. Just becareful in the future. Too much and you'll pass out, even stop breathing. And never do it with alcohol, it'll kill you." He pulled a bit into the syringe, checking the measurement. "It's got a slight bitter, almost soapy taste. So you'll want to chase it down with the gaterade. Open up." I leaned over, mouth open. He placed the syringe and slowly squirted in my mouth. He was right that it had an odd taste. I quickly did a swig of my drink. "Ewk, yeah that's got a weird taste. So when should I feel this?" He did a shot himself, and then took a sip of his drink. "Maybe 20 minutes or so. Bout the time the molly will kick in, give or take. You'll kinda feel a bit drunk, but definitely will feel a bit more relaxed. But once we do some tina and some of weed, you'll be in heaven period." I purred. "Mmmm...well let's keep going." I was starting to feel more horny, so the molly was starting to hit a bit. He put the bottle of G on the bedside table, along with the tray and bags. He took out a larger lighter, and clicked the flame to life. "So with smoking tina, we have to heat it up a bit. Now you can smoke it with a pipe, which I don't like to do. I prefer bongs or bubblrs. You get a smoother hit and the effect is much better. Now I'll do the first hit to show you how do it, and then I'll have you do a few hits, okay?" I nodded. "Now, when you're about to take a hit, I want you to push all the air out of your lungs, got it? Just breathe out. And then you'll put your lips on here, and then I want you to slowly inhale and don't stop until you feel like you can't inhale anymore. Then let it out quickly, don't try to hold it in. You'll kind of waste it, in a way. It's not like pot." He waved his torch around the bulb, and I could see the crystals making a puddle, little clouds starting to form. He pulled off, letting in cool, then back to heating it, as he took a bit. He then exhaled a cloud towards me. "Ready?" I emptied my lungs, reached to help hold the bong, and pressed my lips to the shaft. Slowly I inhaled, feeling the tina hitting my lungs. I kept going and going, and heard CeeCee say "Exhale." I let out a big cloud. And felt a small rush of energy, like my head was sparkling. "Good job. Again." Exhale, inhale. He pulled off, as I let out another big cloud. "Doing good boi, doing good. Sir is gonna bring out the slut in you tonight." He did a hit, longer than his first one. I watched in awe, as the horniness and energy kicked in. He then waved me to come closer, and he kissed me, opening my mouth to exhale. I inhaled and then let it out once he pulled away. "That's called shotgunning, which Im sure from smoking weed you've done." "Oh yeah. Whew. Oh I can definitely feel that. Like I'm tingly and horny, and just wow." My cock was starting to get hard, and I could slightly feel the waves coming on as well. "I think the molly is kicking in as well." "Good, good. Let me pack this weed real fast then." He pulled out a packer and a small bag of weed and started on that. I turned my attention towards the porn. My hands unconsciously feeling up my chest and nipples. I hadn't been this horny ever, even with doing heavy hits of poppers. My energy was through the roof, like I could run a million miles an hour. And I was really focused on the porn. Was a black guy with a very large cock pounding away at a white guy. My thoughts drifted to wanting to be that guy, and I whispered to myself 'soon, soon you'll be fucked by a big black cock." "And that's the other effect of Tina. You'll talk a bit, but its okay. Let it out. Nothing you say will weird me out, I love hearing guys on tina talk about fantasies, kinks, things they'll never really say out loud. That's the power of tina. Here, do another hit for me." CeeCee said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yes. sir. I want to do anything for you." I purred out. I could barely believe I said that, but I wanted it. I truly felt it. I crawled over to him, as he held the bong up. He lit the torch, and told me to hit it. Exhale, then the slow inhale. I wanted more, so I kept on a bit more, before pulling off to exhale out a large cloud. The lighter clicked again, so I did another hit. CeeCee smiled, and in my mind, he looked like a fucking onyx god. I felt more aware of his presence, his masculinity. He didn't even seem gay, like I couldn't picture him wanting to be with men. But here he was with me, this boi who wanted to experience sex with him. His chest was starting to sweat, his nipples hard which I wanted to play with. And his cock...I could see it hardening as it desperately tried to be contained. "That's what I'm talking about. You're going to be such a slut for me and you don't even know it." He put the tina bong down on the table, and picked up the bong for the weed. I started to touch his legs, the first time I actually made a move. I was horny and I was wanting him. I could feel the molly kicking in, as the waves were getting stronger and I was lost in various erotic thoughts. I started to kiss up his legs, which he spread his legs a bit for. I kissed and licked up his thigh, as I knelt in between his legs. I brushed my lips against his bulge, smelling his manly musk. I kissed and licked along the outline of his cock, and just wanted to free it so I could suck on it. I could tell he was getting hard, and he was going to be thick and large. I licked and sucked along the head, back down to his balls. "Yeah, that's my slut. You're getting there. All nice and pliable. I'll have you sucking my cock, my big black cock, and you'll be in white boi heaven. I'm gonna make you feel like the gurl you know you want to be." His words hit a button in my head, and I knew him to be right. I had watched popper videos that talked like this though it didn't quite do a lot to me. But now I was craving that. Yes, I wanted to be his gurl, his bitch. I wanted to worship this man, suck his cock, taste his cum, let him fuck me. Let him fuck me. Yes, let him fuck me, let me feel his cock inside me. Let him pound away at me. I want to feel him in me. Yes, I want to feel him breed me. My thoughts were all over the place about this. I wanted to be safe, but in my lust-driven mind, I didn't care. I wanted to be whatever this GOD wanted me to be. I wanted to be his. "Anything you want CeeCee, sir, master. I'll do anything you want. I am yours." My words came out slightly slurred, probably the g from what he was saying would happen. I pulled myself up a bit, though I kept one of my hands rubbing his cock, while the other was tweaking my own nipples. I was so fucking horny, just lost in thoughts of sex sex sex. "Oh I know slut, I know. And I'll have you doing a lot of things you probably didn't think about wanting to do, or fantasizing about. I'm gonna keep you high and horny and I'm going to turn you into a white fucktoy cumslut. I may even take you out and have you enjoy other men using you. Sound hot to you?" "OH fuck yeah sir, oh that sounds hot. You want me sucking other cocks, getting fucked. Fuck yeah, I want all the cocks. All the cocks fucking me. I want yours fucking me master." The words just rolled off my tongue. I knew them to be true, to be what I wanted. I was so fucking lost in horniess. CeeCee hit the bong, then held it, before pulling me into shotgun it. I held it for a bit, before letting it out. He then turned the bong to me, lit it, and I did a deep pull. I held it before having to cough. I could feel it hit really hard. He did another hit, then shotgunned me again. "One more my slut, one more." I hit it again, and held it longer, before letting it out. I rolled over to lay back a bit, as I felt the molly, tina, g, and weed hitting me hard. I was extremely horny, slightly drunk, very energetic but mellowed, and I just felt amazing all over. My hands were all over my body, my cock hard, my nipples electric. Every part of me just felt like I could just burst with everything going on with me. CeeCee put the bong down, chuckled, and he got up off the bed. He pulled out a tablet, pressed a few things on it, and then handed it to me. It was starting to play a video. He then handed me a bottle of poppers. "I'm going to go get a few things, so I want you to do a few heavy hits of those, then just watch the video till I get back." "Yes sir." I slurred out, as I set the tablet on the bed. I unscrewed the top, exhaled, put the bottle to my nose, and slowly inhaled for a good 10-12 seconds. Exhaled, then again. And again. I put the top back on as the poppers began to hit me. I focused on the video. It was one of those popper videos that dealt with the sissy lifestyle. Of basically being a girl for a guy. Dressing up, being sexy, being a slut, being used. Flashing words, technobeat music, while scenes of various sex acts accorded. Mostly white females and white guys sucking and getting fucked by black men. I focused hard on it, hitting the bottle as instructed. I was so lost with everything in my system. I didn't even realize that CeeCee had come back until the video ended, almost 15 minutes. My mind was gone. Replaced with this new personality. This white cumslut fucktoy who needed to be sexy and dress up and worship her man, be used by him and other men. "Slut, I need you to put these one." CeeCee surprised me, as he stood at the edge of the bed. My black GOD was back, and he was commanding his slut to do his bidding. He pointed to some panties and stockings he had put on the bed. I didn't hesitate, I knew I had to do this. It was even easy to put on, like I was born to know to do it. They were lacy and black, with a hole in the middle, obviously for fucking my fuckhole. I rolled the stockings up and attached them to the garter belt. "Now stand up and come before me." I quickly got off the bed, though slightly stumbled due to balance being off. I walked over to my black master, and clasps my hands behind my back, meekly but lustly looking at him. He looked me straight in the eyes, into my soul. "Yes, there's the slut Im wanting to make. I told you I would bring her out, and I'm going to help you experience everything. Im going to teach you how to please a man, how to worship him. You're going to be used tonight. You want that slut?" I was so horny. Everything was taking over, controlling me. I wanted this. I truly did. I wanted to be his slut, to worship him, to be used. Whatever he wanted. "Yes my master. I want it. I want you. I want everything you want to do to me. I am yours." "You didn't have much a choice now." He smiled, evily. He went over to his dresser and pulled out what looked like clamps. He then walked back and attached them to my very hard nipples. The pain was bearable, but it nearly made me cum. "Oh you like that huh? Yeah tina and molly tend to make bitches nipples sensative. These will do the trick for you. Plus you have those nice perky ones anyways." I still stood there, not moving, just lost in horny thoughts, even slight whispering some begging to do something. CeeCee leaned in close, caressing my check with one hand, as his other hand roamed my body. "You look damn sexy in those, especially with that little cute ass of yours. Your pics don't do you justice. But I'll handle that later. I know what you want and need to do now. You know what that is slut?" "Sir? I'm so fucking horny, I'll do anything. I want to please you, suck that big black cock of yours. I want to rim you if you want. Anything master, please." "That you will. Get those poppers, then come and kneel before me." He commanded. I quickly grabbed them from the bed, and knelt on the floor in front of him. He still had on his briefs, but they were barely containing his cock. "Take a hit, then another, and then beg for what you want. Like a proper slut." I hit the bottle 3 times, before putting it down. I looked up at him, picturing the most slutty girl look in my head. "Please my master, my god, may I please suck your cock? Let me worship this big black rod, please?" CeeCee smiled. "Yes my slut, worship this god's cock. Show me how a good gurl does it." He spread his legs slightly apart, as I reached up to feel it still encased. I kissed it, licked it, before reaching to pull it, It was thick, almost like a beer can, and nearly 9" long. The head was glorious, as I held the shaft in my hand. I leaned into lick it, as I pulled his briefs down, his rod slapping me in the face. I took hold of it and wet it with my lips and spit, before finally sucking it in. I was in lust, in love, with this cock. It was my world now. Suck it, lick it, worship it. I don't even know how long I was doing it. He held my head a few times, pushing me further down on it, while encouraging me to open my throat up. He somehow pushed me back against his bed and fucked my mouth. I licked and worshipped his balls. He even let me rim him which I loved doing, making him moan. We eventually switched to him on the bed on his back, with me laying in between his legs just drooling all over his cock. He encouraged me with words, belittled me, made me feel sexy and slutty all at the same time. I was his and he knew it. This was what I wanted, what I needed, who I truly am. After a bit, I could tell the drugs were starting to wear off a bit. He noticed, and asked me how I was doing. I told him I was good, great. He suggested a small break. Drink some water. Chill a bit. He switched the tablet to another video that he made me watch, though without doing any poppers. Same type, with a very hypnotic type feel to it. This was more catered towards getting fucked and used, and it really turned me on. He got off the bed and left the room, coming back a few minutes later with a couple of towels. He spread them on the bed, and told me to lay on top of one, on my back, but still to watch the video, and not pay attention to him. I obeyed like a good slut. As I laid there, I could feel him get between my legs. He start sucking my cock, while playing with my hole. I then felt his tongue, and he started to rim me. I moan in pleasure, not realizing just how much I would enjoy this. He told me to relax and just let him get me warmed up. He was going to rim me for a bit and then put in a toy start stretching me out a bit. He wanted my first feel of a real cock in me to not be too painful, considering his girth. He kept at it, occasionally finger me, and coaching me through letting him penetrate me. After a bit, I felt him slowly slide a toy in me. There was a slight burn to it, but I figured that was lube. He worked it in me for a few minutes, before switching to a slightly thicker one. I moaned as he pressed them into me, and I felt a sense of horniess coming back. He saw the reaction and told me he had slipped in some molly. He eventually left the last toy, a very thick plug, in me, before coming back to his side of the bed. "I think you're definitely enjoying yourself. How do you feel slut? Feel good? Feel good for your black god?" He smiled at me, as he picked up the weed bong. I was tweaking my nipples, staring up at him lustfully. "Very much master. I love this so much. I just want to feel this all the time, want to serve you, worship you. I want you cock in me so bad. THis toy is a bad tease." I could feel the molly hitting a bit faster, adding to what was already in my system. "Well we have some options. First though, we'll do a couple of good hits of this wonderful stuff here." He did a decent hit, and then shotgunned it with me. "Do a hit, hold it." I did as instructed, and held it a good long bit before finally having to let it out. Again he commanded, and I obeyed. "Now, we could smoke some more tina, get you pretty spun up. You'll be really horny, as you've seen." He sat the bong down, and reached into the leather pouch, pulling out two needles. "Or, we can really ramp this up. I told you about slamming, and I see that you really enjoy the tina. If we do this, you'll be under her spell for a while. You'll be so horny, especially if I time it just right as that molly I bumped you hits, that you'll be more than ready to get fucked by me. I will make you feel every bit that gurl that you know you want to be." I thought to the video he made me watch. The imagery was burning in my head. Be controlled. Let go my manhood. Be a gurl. Be used. Be fucked. Be bred. By black men. By all men. By master. I saw his cock, rock hard and solid, and I knew I had to give him my hole, his hole. There was no turning back. I was enthralled and wanted more. Needed more. "Please master, slam me. Take me, use me, whatever you want. I want this, need this." He grinned and then kissed me on the lips. "Like you had a choice my slut." The way he said it made my entire body tingle, with excitement and even more lust. "I already prepared these. So here's how it works. I'll tie you off, get your veins raised. Swab it, and I'll prick you. I'm sure you've had shots before. I only need you to tell me if it burns more than a second. Once I'm in, I'll draw it, make sure I get a register, and once that happens, I'll slowly push the slam into your vein. When it's all in, I'll pull out, pop off the tie. You'll put the swab on it, and then raise your arm above your head, got it?" I nodded. "Yes sir. And then what happens? How does it feel?" "Remember how after the first few hits of smoking tina, you got a ton of energy and got horny? Its like that but tens, hundreds time more intense. It'll start to rise, especially after you raise your arm up a bit. Everything will feel faster yet your more focused. ANd then when the rush hits, its bliss. You'll be overwhelmed with lust, you'll be begging for cock. You'll do anything I want to you because its pleasure and that's all you want. And well with the molly I bumped you, you're going to be in a whole other world." I was already feeling the molly kicking in, the waves of pleasure rolling over me. Now to know that I would be lost to even more of this, I knew I wanted to try it. And I knew it would lead me to getting fucked, which I desperately was craving at that point, especially with the thick plug he had in me. I stuck my arms out towards him. "Please slam me sir." "As you wish slut. No turning back anyways." He got up, went to his dresser, and pulled out a keyboard. He changed the porn on the big screen to straight interracial. He selected a long video of several black guys fucking a couple of very beautiful girls. I was enthralled, mesmerized. My brain wanted to be the girls working those big cocks. I also started to get up to start working his cock, but Ceecee stopped me before I could. "I know you're horny for my cock, but just you wait my fucktoy, just you wait." He had me sit up, and tied off my left arm. He turned on a lamp on his bedside table, and checked my arms for my veins. He had me make a fist a few times, and then felt up one he wanted to use. He took out a swab and handed it to me, and then used another one to clean the site. He then took one of the needles, popped off the top, squirted a bit to make sure no air was in it, and then looked at me. "Now once I slam you, and the rush hits, I know that you'll probably be a bit twacked out. I just want you to relax and let it take you. I'll be watching to make sure you're fine before I do mine. And once I do mine, I'm going to do everything I want to you, and you're going to love it. You're going to feel like one of those bitches up there, and that's all you need to be. Right slut?" "Yes my master. I'm just a slut that needs to be fucked and used." "Damn, I found a good one to turn." I really didn't understand what he meant, as the molly was getting stronger, and I was getting hornier. He pressed on my vein again, and then I felt the prick. I didn't even tense up, nor did I feel any burning, and he saw that I was fine, as he registered the hit. He started to push the tina into me, as he undid the clasp around my bicep. I felt him pull off, and I did as asked, placing the swab on the site, as I lifted my arm up. I coughed. My lungs felt a slight burn, and I coughed. I felt my energy spike up. My eyes started to slightly wiggle, as I watched the porn infront of me with heavy focus. Time felt like it was slow and yet I was aware of everything. I was speaking fuck fuck fuck, but it didn't even feel like it was coming from me. My entire body felt electric, and I could feel the toy in my ass, the clamps still on my nipples, and his fingers as he touched my chest. I looked into his eyes with lust and want, of obedience and submission. "That's it slut, ride the rush. Play with yourself, think about all that you want, and focus on the bitches on screen." I turned my gaze to the screen in front of me, transfixed. I watched as these huge black cocks just pounded into tiny white pussies, tits dangling and bouncing. I moaned that I wanted to get fucked, I wanted black cock in me, that I was a white bitch. My hands played with my cock that barely seemed to even be there. Every jerk felt electric all over, and I was just lost in the entire situation. I heard the snap of the clasp, and Master's moan as his rush hit him. He slid into the bed next to me, and pulled my lips to him. We started to make out, hands exploring. My hands went down his sides to his thighs, and finally on a very rock hard cock. His grabbed and kneaded my chest, pulling a bit on the clamps. That sent an amazing feeling of pleasure and pain through my entirety and I moaned in his mouth. I pulled off, looking at him like he was everything to me. I started to kiss down his neck, across his chiseled chest. I licked and sucked on his nipples, getting a moan out of him. I kissed further down, across his ab, as his thick dick twinged for me, precumming. I lapped it up, like it was the only thing I could drink from now on. I slowly moved my body around so that I was kneeling in between his legs, worshipping his cock, his balls. I licked and sucked, moaning like a true bitch in heat, as I took care of my Master. I seemed to have no problems getting it all the way in my throat, taking his nearly 9" beer-can thick cock all the way down without gagging. I looked at him for approval, and was met with equal lust. As I worked his cock, I could hear his words echoing in my ears. That he knew he had found the right white boy to turn into a black cock worshipping cumslut. That he would keep me high the next few days so that he could enjoy his new hole to pound out. THat he was going to call a few of his friends over later to tag team me. That I would never be the same after this and that today was the first day of my new life. I moaned as I heard all this, as I accepted this, as I wanted this. All I cared about was this cock in front of me, wanting to feel it inside of me. The begging for wanting to get fucked came gutterly from me, as I kept on working his rod. I was even absent-mindedly fucking the plug with my other hand. "Time for you to feel your Master's big black cock. Time for you to become a gurl for me." I heard him command. He pulled himself up off the bed to grab lube. He handed me a different bottle of poppers. He then started arranging the pillows in middle of the bed. "I need you to lay on top of these pillows, and then lean down, arching your back up, legs spread." I did as Master told me. I had a full view of the screen. He was changing the porn. THis time it was of just a black guy who looked some what like my Master, and a white guy, though he was wearing stockings and a garter like me. As the actors fooled around on screen, I noticed that the white guy actually had tits, and I was actually watching a black guy with a white shemale. I was really turned on suddenly by it. I felt Master climb back on the bed, getting behind me. He adjusted me a bit to match the slight differences in height. He then pulled out the plug, which left me feeling totally empty, which I moaned as he withdrew it. "Soon enough slut, soon enough..." I heard a bottle being opened, and then the slight cold of liquid being poured around my hole. Fingers pressed in a few times, more lube. He pulled himself a bit closer, slapping my ass with his cock, rubbing it up and down and teasing my hole. I was even slightly wiggling my hips in anticipation. "Slut, it's time. First, you're going to take several heavy hits of those poppers. You stop when I say to stop, and you hold that last inhale in. Then you're going to feel me press against your hole. your Master's hole." His thick head slapped across my hole, his bitch's hole, sending a buzz through my body. "Now start huffing bitch." I exhaled, pressed the bottle to my nose and inhale slowly for a good 10-15 seconds. Let it out, did the next nostril. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. On my eighth inhale, I heard him stay stop, as the first hits started to want to take hold. I knew from experience this was gonna fuck me up, but I was in a whole different situation. I felt that head press against my hole, and I started to exhale slowly, as my ass opened up. Master's cock pushed in slowly, expanding my ass a bit more than the toys he had used on me. He slid back and forth a bit, inching further and further with each thrust. My horniess was kicking in exponentially between the slam, the molly hitting it high points, and the heavy hits of these stronger poppers Master made me us. Master pressed further and further in, with each thurst of his black rod making me moan. "That's it baby, take that cock for Master. Oh yeah this ass is tight and so good. Master's going to teach you how to use it. So good.." Master moaned, his fucking starting to get faster. He held one hand on my hips as he thrust into me. I was only able to moan out incoherent words, my brain so melted by everything in me. Faster his pounding sped up, deeper into me. I held on dearly to the bed as his fucking got stronger. I was lost in time with how long this pounding Master gave me. "Fuck me...harder...more..." I could barely utter the words, but its what my body wanted. I wanted to feel his black god cock inside me, as deep as possible, as hard as possible. I wanted to be like the stupid white bitches in the videos, because I knew in my heart, that was my fate. Fuck toy. Cock slave. White bitch for black meat. "That's what Master likes to hear. You even sound like a bitch now, so sexy my little sissy." He slowed his fucking of me and leaned down, grabbing a bit of my hair to pull my head back. He turned my head towards him, and I could see the lust in his eyes. "Now I want you to hit that bottle hard. Heavy hits. Deep hits. I'll tell you when to stop, and when I do, put down the bottle, reach back with both hands, and grab your ass. I want you to spread your cheeks so Master can deep fuck you like the bitch you are." "Yes my Master..." I moaned out, my brain overjoyed. He let go of my hair, and I took hold of the poppers once more. Master's cock was still inside me, every so slowly fucking me. I heard the bottle of lube open, the icy wetness applied by his hand to my ass and his rod. Slight burning, but I could have cared less. One deep hit, almost 10 seconds. Another deep hit, 11 seconds. Another. I hit them hard and deep as Master ordered. I was starting to almost passout at 12 hits, when Master ordered me to stop. I held the last hit, as I put the bottle down. My brain was already feeling the first few hits, but now I was seeing stars. I exhaled as I reached back, grabbing my ass. I held on dearly as the lustful waves of the poppers hit. Master pulled all the way out, wiped his cock around the lube he had squirted down my crack, spat on his cock a couple of times, and thrust back in, all the way, even deeper as before. There was a very noticeable burning sensation, but I was so lost in the poppers and chems. Master pulled back almost all the way out, spat again, and thrust even harder. Every thrust seemed to push further and further into me, and was sending me into even more of a lustful state. It felt like he was hitting my very soul, my being, with the hard pounding he was giving me. My face was buried in the bed as I moaned from his assault on my ass. I felt Master grab my head, pulling it up so that I could watch the porn on his big screen. He growled intently as he fucked my ass like a piston. "WATCH THE VIDEO YOU STUPID WHITE CUNT! THAT'S GOING TO BE YOU SOON! I'M GOING TO TURN YOU INTO FUCKING TRANNY WHORE AND SELL YOU OUT LIKE SO MANY GURLS I'VE TURNT. WHAT DO YOU SAY, WHORE?" "THANK YOU MASTER! ANYTHING YOU WANT MASTER! USE ME! FUCK ME! BREED ME! I'M A WHORE!" "WHOSE'S WHORE?" "MASTER'S WHORE!" "YES YOU ARE..." Master continued to furiously fuck my whore ass. I was lost in everything, as more drugs hit my system. Time lost all meaning. I watched countless females get fucked, guys getting fucked, gurls like me getting fucked. I laid there staring wide-eyed, twacked out, sniffing poppers, as this ebony god, this beautiful fantastic tyrant, this amazing handsome Master, fucked the ever living hell out of my pussy. Occasionally he would pull out, make me suck his cock off with his cum from breeding me, and then flip me over on my back and fuck me more. He pulled on the clamps, he'd slap my face, he'd choke me. He made me cum by fucking me and hitting my prostate. He had me so enthralled, and I loved every minute of it. At some point, I seemed to have been so far gone between everything he gave me, that I passed out. I woke up to a nearly dark room, laying in bed. A collar was placed around my neck, and I had restainsts on my wrists, though I could still move my arms. Master was sitting in a chair, watching porn, though I could barely register what was going on the screen. I was feeling very sore for the most part, slightly groggy, with a massive headache. "There's my little gurl. I was a bit worried after a bit, but you seemed to do fine." He got up from the chair, came over to the bed, and laid down next to me. "I hope you had fun, though there's more to come." My mouth responded before my brain. "As you wish my master. I am yours." My brain screamed in shock that I would say that, but the rest of me knew my place. Master leaned in near my ear, whispering "Prove it." EVen as my brain tried to tell my body to stop, I leaned over, my hand grasping Master's thick rod, and I easily took it into my mouth. Moaning, as I worshipped it. Loved it. Needed it. As I tasted his precum, my mind started to sync with my body, and I knew my place. Cock slave. Cumslut. Whore. "That's it baby, that's it. Know your place. Yes...worship that cock. Be a good gurl, make Master cum." I did as told, as good gurl. The mantra of my fate echoing in my head. My mouth was his to enjoy, to use. I was his. My fate...sealed. It didn't take long before I felt his warm cum hitting the back of my throat. I eagerly drank it down, not even letting off his cock. Once he stopped squirting this nectar, I pulled my mouth off and then became to lick his rod clean. All while moaning as this pleasured me inside. I leaned back, and looked at him for approval and next command. "I am yours." The words echoed from my mouth. "Yes, yes you are." Master said, smiling at me. I was his.

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

Lubrication is an essential part of anal sex, but some types of lube are better than others. Here are what I think about the most common types of lube and which is my favorite. Ranked from best to worst(IMO) 1. Cum - Cum is always the best lube! Pros: - Getting fucked with a load(s) in already feels fantastic for both. - It gets more slippery and creamier the more fucking there is, so it gets better over time. - Using Men’s DNA to get more DNA is hot. Cons: No cons 2. Spit - Natural and convenient Pros: - 100% natural - Free! - Also DNA Cons: - Can dry up fairly quickly, but more can be added with no issue, which is convenient. The thicker the spit the better. 3. Oil/ Oil-Based Lube - Pros: - Has a very natural feeling and scent. - Can be very soothing when hole gets sore. - Destroys latex/ condoms! Cons - It gets messy and is hard to remove from fabrics 4. Water-Based Lube - If you must. Pros: - Common, cheap-ish, readily available - Decent slip. Not overly slippery. Cons - Dries up quickly. Must be continually reapplied. 5. Silicone-Based Lube - Good for toys/ stretching Pros - Last a very long time Cons - Unnatural feel - Can be too slippery. Sensation from some friction is lost - Expensive What is your favorite type of lube? Are your rankings different? Did I miss another kind of lube? I didn’t include brands, cause there more or less similar to each other in their respective category.

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?

]He is an older Daddy type, FF top and he loves to PnP. He is of stocky build. His cock is about 9" long, thick and wide and gets very hard even when he partys. When I see him I immediately get turned on. He is so my type. He came over to my apartment in Brooklyn. I was already cleaned out and horny to go. He came in and quickly undressed as I made him a drink. He was hungry to get into my ass, so we moved into my bedroom where I had a hot FF DVD playing to add to the mood. He took out a small bag of Tina that he brought with him and we smoked it in my glass pipe, doing shotguns with the nasty smoke. We kissed each other as he fingered my hole. "Get on the bed and let me get to your hole," he commanded. I got on my knees with my ass exposed. The Tina was good. I could feel it already and my cunt was quivering with anticipation. I took a hit of poppers and passed it back to him as he also likes to sniff it. I had the grease ready at hand, so he coated both of his hands and his thick cock. My hole felt open and relaxed and he started fingering me slowly, a few fingers first fucking my cunt, in and out. He was getting it more loose and hungry. He pushed his dick in and although I was very open it pinched at first, but a great pinch. I tightened my hole, squeezing his dick as it slowly slid in. He moaned, growling "Fuck yeah." I squeezed and released my grip, squeezed and released, and he responded by fucking me harder and deeper until he was pounding my ass. He did this for a while as I did more poppers and my hole relaxed further. Then he pulled out quickly and easily slid four fingers in my hole. "Nice and open," he proudly said. He now had his left hand going in slowly to the widest point of his hand, just leaving it in my hole letting it get used to the width. "Oh yeah, do that slow and fuck my hole!" I moaned. So he fucked me like that for a bit, just slow rhythm with his hand, getting my cunt bigger and hungrier. I soaked some poppers on a small towel and then chewed on it breathing in the fumes. That did the trick. My hole just relaxed and his hand slid right in. Yeah. He fisted me in that position for about a half hour. He stretched out my cunt lips as it wrapped around his wrist. He knew I liked that. He would almost pull his hand out, stretching my hole, then leave his hand stationary for a few seconds at the widest point - really stretching my cunt. I moaned in pleasure. He pulled out and my hole was wide open, remarking "Time for a break" so we relaxed a bit. He added another small crystal to the glass pipe and we smoked it together slowly, each taking several puffs. We again did shotguns with the smoke as we wanted to enjoy the drug. Then he handed me the poppers and I took a hit. He resumed fingering me, feeling my hole relax as a consequence of the combined effect of the poppers and the T. He leaned in and kissed me deep. My hole was so relaxed and open, the lips were soft and bloated. He gently rubbed my cunt lips, moist from all the grease, as we both watched some hot guy getting fisted on the TV flat screen. He slid his hard dick in, fucking me slow and casually. "Let's go into the kitchen," I suggested, so he withdrew, we grabbed our stuff, and once in the kitchen I pulled out one of my bar stools and sat on it, my chest facing the backrest of the seat, my ass positioned so as to hang off the the edge of the seat, legs spread apart, pushing my ass out for his enjoyment. "Let me try something," he said when standing behind me. I could hear him fumbling with his small bag of T then a few seconds later he inserted a finger deep into my hole and left it inside for a minute. "Okay, boy," he said, "I just gave you a little booty bump." I moaned in approval. Then he lathered his hands with more J-lube mixed with grease and started caressing my ass, gently running his palms on the outside of my hole. He fucked me with a few fingers, darting in and out of my hole, teasing it for several minutes. I moaned some more as I started to feel the booty bump now take effect. My cunt felt so good and loose and hungrier than ever. "Take a deep hit of your poppers," he commanded. I put the soaked towel in my mouth and started taking deep, long breaths. My cunt was alive and begging for his hand. He could sense the poppers and the Tina working. He pushed his hand at my cunt. My hole had a momentary pause of tightness at his abruptness but I took another deep breath of the poppers-soaked towel in my mouth and exhaled deeply. The effect was immediate as my cunt opened up, inviting his invasion. I moaned loudly. He went in deeper now knowing I could take it, sensing how relaxed my soft tunnel had become. He got in deeper slowly, testing my resilience which only indicated further lust for his arm. My fuckhole was now really feeling the Tina booty bump from earlier. My cunt was very hungry and it needed to be fed. He slowly went deeper inch by inch, minute by minute. He would creep in, pause and let my hole relax to the further depth of his arm. I would take more poppers hits and he would sense my hole relaxing more as an invitation to progress further. "Oh yeah," I moaned, "please fuck me from there! Fuck my cunt in and out! Let me feel that arm fuck my hungry cunt!" He pulled out quickly but only to the widest point of his wrist as that stretched my hole W I D E. I moaned even more as he then quickly plunged his arm back in to the last depth. Then he repeated this action, pulling almost out, then fucking me again with his arm, inching in just a bit further than before. I could really feel my hole taking his arm as I squirmed, my ass in complete bliss. I breathed in more poppers as he just fucked me rapidly like this for several minutes. The rapidness of his arm-fucking was rubbing on my prostate and I had several anal orgasms. I shuddered and moaned. "Ahhh.....please stop for a minute," I pleaded. My hole couldn't take anymore. He slowly pulled out, as he did, he paused again at the widest point of his hand and slowly fucked my cunt like that, just a quarter inch – in and out, in and out. I moaned some more as he knew my cunt loved that. Then he would slowly go deep into my cavity with his fingers extended and let it rest at the deepest point he had been arm-fucking me earlier. He paused and made tiny movements in my ass. I couldn't tell what he was doing with those extended fingers but every little movement felt incredible. I continued to moan softly. We did this for awhile, time seemed frozen. He was guiding me down, gradually letting my intense pleasures fade off slowly with his arm still inside my very relaxed tunnel. And then he pulled out completely. His fingers then started caressing my bloated asslips, just teasing it and slowly bringing me down from my excitement to catch my breath. "Stay there," he instructed. He grabbed a towel and carefully with soft, slow movements wiped my ass, cleaning off excess lube and grease. "Give me a hit of the poppers," he instructed, "and then take another hit for yourself.". I passed the poppers-soaked towel to him and heard him inhale for a few seconds. And then he passed the towel back to me and I did the same. He reached over and kissed my cunt. He did this slowly, just his lips touching my asslips. Only the tip of his tongue would slowly slide against my asslips. The touch was so slight, so subtle, so electric with all my senses heightened from the poppers and Tina. And then he inserted his tongue and I squirmed feeling it go in my soft, velvety hole. What I had not realized was he placed a small bit of crystal on his tongue which was being pushed into my hole. He made slow love to my cunt with his tongue. He was moaning louder than me as he thoroughly enjoyed eating my ass. It was so soft and liquid at this point. He would pull out his tongue then tease my asslips slowly again, just licking the bloated lips with the tip of his tongue. At this point I had realized what had happened as the Tina gave a momentary burn and started to have effect on both of us. The burn faded quickly, covered by the intense pleasure he was giving me with his tongue to my fuckhole that was intensely sensitive. For me, my hole was even more relaxed, inviting, hungrier. I felt so open for him, my ass was a feast for his tongue to devour. He did all sorts of moves with his tongue and mouth and my hole just felt so soft, so loved. I was in ecstasy. And so was he. He loved to eat my sloppy cunt. We did this for a good while that I lost track of time as It happens with crystal. I would just breath the poppers and be in a complete relaxed state. Eventually he tired out. "Okay I think it is time for another break," he said, fingering my hole. We gathered all the gear and went back into the bedroom where a FF DVD was still playing. On the tv some hot bottom was sitting on a chair, legs spread wide as an armed fucked his hole. We laid in bed watching the hot action as he caressed and gently played with my very open fuckhole. I would watch the TV and just get hornier and relaxed, the Tina and all the previous poppers hits still flying in my body. I spread my legs further as he continued to play with my hole. "Man you have no idea how amazing your hole feels right now," he said. I moaned some more and closed my eyes. He grabbed one of my various toys near the bed. He selected one of my favorites, a loose silicone, flexible, black dildo, medium in girth and about 18" in length. He greased it up and introduced it to my very open hole. It slipped in easily as I moaned. "Do some poppers." he instructed. I did as he asked and he gently pushed the snake up my still hungry cunt. It entered easily as I could feel my hole swallow it up. "WOW! FUCK MAN!" he exclaimed. "You are just TAKING IT!!!" I loved this toy! It's not super wide or firm so it bends to match and slide into my sloppy tunnel. I could actually feel it go deeper as it curved with the bends of my deeper colon. He now had almost all of the dildo inside my hole but left about 2" for him to hold onto. "Take another breath," he said. I inhaled the poppers and immediately loosened up more. He fucked my hole with the dildo, pulling it out slowly. That felt great as my sensitive tunnel could feel it slide out. It was just the right girth that and smoothness that it would glide along my prostate. I had spasms from the intensity. He pulled all the way out. "WOW!" he said again, laughing. He pushed it back in and this time pushed it ALL in. I was so loose. I realized it was all in. It just felt complete. "Push out," he instructed. I applied a little pressure, exhaling. The long snake slid out. He pushed it back in, about two thirds into my hungry tunnel. Then he pulled it out almost all the way and them back in to the end. He fucked me like this for awhile, slow, taking our time as we watched the fisting DVD. I was just smiled widely and remarked "I love taking breaks." With that I over, giving him a deep kiss as the snake slid back in my hole. He fucked my hole with the black dildo for some time, continuously kissing me. After awhile, however, he pulled out the toy and tossed it aside, but kept playing with my hole, softly caressing the bloated lips and teasing my sensitive insides. Every now and then he would insert his dick - still super hard - and fuck me slowly while kissing my neck, squeezing my nipples, biting softly on my ear, just driving me wild. "Do you have an A-frame ladder?" he whispered into my ear. I looked at him, thought for a second, and replied "Yeah, actually I do." A few minutes later the ladder was in position, with the top fold-down shelf open in position - but instead of paint cans resting on it I placed a bottle of poppers and my poppers rag, the lube placed on a nearby side table. We positioned the ladder near my bedroom mirror, angled just right so I could get a great view of my hole in action. "Let's smoke another bowl," he suggested. We lit up and again exchanged the nasty smoke between us, doing shotguns mixed with lusty kisses, his free hand constantly feeling up my sloppy cunt. "Mmm...that feels so fuckin' good," I moaned. "Get up there," he commanded and I climbed up the ladder. He helped me up as I positioned myself nearest the top step. I got myself in place, got comfortable, held onto the ladder and pushed my ass out and dropped my torso letting gravity do its thing. From the mirror I could see my ass lips protruding and just hanging loose, relaxed and ready. He smiled into the mirror catching my gaze in the reflection. "One more thing," he said, reaching over and locating and carefully opening the bag of Tina. From the reflection in the mirror I could see him lick the tip of his index finger. He carefully dipped that finger in the bag and lightly coated it with small Tina particles and dust. Then he smiled at me in the mirror, remarking "I think I want your hole REALLY sloppy and hungry. LET'S MAKE YOUR SLUTTY CUNT BEG FOR THIS!!!" I grabbed the poppers towel and soaked it with a fresh dose from the bottle. I placed it in my mouth and slowly started breathing in, taking deep, long breaths. He placed his index finger in my hole coating the inner walls of my man pussy with the Tina dust. He pushed his finger as deeply as it could go and slowly turned it side to side, leaving it in there for a minute or so as he caressed my hole. He slid another finger in, fucked my hole in and out, then adding another finger until he had four inside my ass. Four fingers from his other hand joined in. WHOA!!! That was feeling fucking amazing as he stretched the walls of my hole. There was again the momentary burn, but it was a fantastic heat. From the mirror I could see both of his hands spreading my hole. He would pull it wide apart, leave it stretched like that for a bit as I took deep breaths. My cunt was now feeling the Tina booty coating from earlier. It was responding to his stretching, tense for a second, then my hole would relax as his fingers did their magic. "Breathe that rag deeper Boy!" He commanded. I did as I was told and my hole followed, opening up more, completely relaxed. He pushed and both his hands slid into my cunt. I was in ecstasy. I was so relaxed and high; I just felt massively full and complete in my hole. He fucked me slowly going in and out - not going deeper - just a slow, loving rhythm. I took more hits from the poppers rag and twitched my ass to give him more access. I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe what I was seeing: both of his hands fucking my very stretched hole. His hands were locked in a prayer hold, just fucking my hole super S L O W, in and out. He wasn't going for depth, just width. My hole was so relaxed that his two hands seemed totally normal up my ass. It just felt so amazing and full. He looked at the reflection in the mirror. "FUCK!!! YOUR HOLE IS SO FUCKING INCREDIBLE!" He pushed in further about three inches past the wrist. I could feel the volume inside me, large with its weight and volume, but not uncomfortable. I wanted this so bad and was so relaxed that it just felt normal, easy. I looked at the reflection and was in awe. I breathed in more poppers and he felt my hole open up more. He pulled down slowly so both hands started to peek out of my hole, really stretching my cunt. Then he pushed back in, then pulled again, never taking his hands completely out. My hole looked obscenely large as the hands would pull down. He did this for awhile as I moaned over and over, then very slowly he slid his right hand down along the left arm and pulled it out of my cunt. WOW my hole felt empty despite the other hand inside me! He pushed his left hand in further going deep now. I breathed in more poppers. He went deeper, further than he had earlier. I stared at the reflection and could see his arm snake into my hole. It was deeper now beyond his forearm, almost to the elbow. He fucked me like that just going in and out, in and out, but never pulling his entire arm out. He would adjust the pace. Slow at times, then rapid, then back to a slow rhythm. I was wiggling my ass at him. I was enjoying the fucking ride. He started to slide the fingers of his other hand in my hole while pulling out his left arm. His right arm replaced the left and he repeated the earlier fucking pattern. I kept looking at the reflection in the mirror: it was a fucking hot scene like something from one of my FF porn DVDs! Time slipped away. Eventually his arm tired out. "Hold on," he said, as he pulled out. He wiped my ass and hole with a towel. "Give me a hit of the poppers," he asked. I handed him the rag and he took a deep breath from it then passed it back to me and I did the same. And then he just dug into my hole with his mouth: rimming, licking, kissing, making love to my soft cunt with his tongue. "Let's get back to the bed'," he suggested. He helped me down from the ladder. We grabbed our shit and moved into the bedroom. I laid in bed on my stomach, the FF DVD was still playing on the screen: some amazing hole on the screen up on a sit sling, legs wide open with an arm piston fisting the bottom. We both breathed in more poppers and he slid behind me, down to my ass. He continued to rim me; it was like we were making out softly, except it was his mouth and my hole. He was bringing me down from the evening and all our partying. He was making love to my hole. He alternated with his tongue and his fingers, just caressing my ass lips, running his index finger along my crack softly, teasing it. I just moaned and moaned. Everything felt so pleasurable. I was exhausted but my hole was still horny. He moved on top of me and inserted his still hard dick and started to fuck me slowly. Then he would pull out and continue to finger me until we both drifted off into sleep.

I think age depends a lot on the maturity of the individual etc so its hard to dictate an exact age. I first sucked my friend's dick when I was 14... I still didn't even really know I was gay at the time (or I was in denial, lol) I just suggested we try what we had been watching in the porn we watched when we jerked off. He never sucked my dick, though I didn't really care, I just liked having his dick in my mouth.

Thanks as always. I will check it out.

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.

Years ago, I was terrified of HIV and AIDS, but I always used a condom for anal and was beginning to feel pretty confident I was safe. Sometimes I felt safer using a condom bottomming than sucking cock, because I of course did that bare, risking other STIs. So one day I was cruising in the park and came across two other guys playing and they invited me to join them. One of them sucked both our cocks. I asked the other guy if he would fuck me, because he was a big strong bearish type and it was turning me on. He said he'd love to, but he didn't have a condom. I said 'no problem' and pulled out one of mine. I thought I detected a split-second of a disappointed look, but he immediately smiled and took the condom and rolled it on. He bent me over and the cocksucker was jerking off watching us fuck. He was really rough and I was getting really into it the way he was manhandling me and slamming into my ass with hard full strokes. Suddenly I noticed the mood of the cocksucker changed drastically, and he was suddenly no longer into it. I asked him what was wrong, and if he wanted me to suck him and he said no, he's just gonna go. He shot the top a nasty look before he left. I just shrugged it off. I asked the top if he'd pull out before he came, just in case. He told me not to worry about it. He started getting rougher and rougher and just when I thought I was going to lose my footing he slammed in hard and stayed in deep, grunting. I said 'pull out' but he wouldn't let me go. When he finished, I said, 'wow, man that was a good fuck' he said 'thanks'. I looked down and asked him where the condom was. He said 'oh, I just tossed it into the bushes now.' I said 'oh, I just wanted to check it' he shrugged and said 'sorry, didn't know.' I said 'oh ok'. We thanked each other again and I went home. Later when I was on the toilet, I was shocked to see a big fluffy white wad of goo floating in the water, about the volume of a cracked egg. The pieces fell together and I went to the hospital. My luck, they were just about to start an experimental PEP test program for gay men, and they signed me up for it. That night I must have jerked off 7 times. I rubbed myself raw but couldn't stop masturbating thinking about being stealthed, even though I was literally in tears over it. I've never been good about using condoms since. I 'oops' forget, or even slide them off partway through...

thanks for moving this story back to the rotation...missed this the first time posted.... anyway, this hits on basically everything i would love to submit to: becoming a Black Man's property, following his every command, willingly become a sissy faggot whore for Him and His Friends, be transformed into a castrated shemale to do whatever i need to do for Him.

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.

Yesterday, while on a trip to my home province, I unexpectedly had a nice hookup with a guy I met on Grindr. (I have gotten a few messages; I suppose I am fresh meat.) We met at a coffee shop, then we went back to his apartment and played. A bjg strong guy with a big belly and a nice thick dick, we made out for a bit and did some oral before he fucked me. He started out with a condom despite being on PrEP, but he took it off to give me his load. I am glad I met him. He is a nice guy who I had a lot of fun with. If we were in the same province, we would become regulars.

Who the fuck cares? Cumdumps exist to be used by men and take our loads. Being of service to real men is enough for any fuckboy. The loads are their reward.

Be up front with those you migth play with, You'll find there are many guys interested in teaching a newbie. THere may be some that aren't. but even if they're not, they're still good resources for friends, and events and tips and tricks. You may want to start small, but eventually, I think you're going to want to go to the parties. Keep practicing and you'll get there!

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Bottom Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 6192882299 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): 92103 San diego Times you're generally not available: m-f 6am to 5 pm Age: 30 Height: 5' 11" Weight: 200lbs Ethnicity Ginger

haven't ever considered what dark forces in my boyhood may have directed my path as an adult sexually.Maybe a bit of self examination is good for any of us.Was seduced as a boy bareback of course,and have simply continued being that carefree pig type into adulthood.66 now still neg and only bareback as top or btm.

I must have jacked off to this story 15 times since I first read it and that was yesterday! I never got turned on to the idea of letting a man intentionally Poz me. Now I want to find a nasty ugly Dom to do it to me

I think we as men can only hint at how painful childbirth is. A friend of my sister's told me that when she had diverticulitis (which I've also had, it SUCCCCCKS) it was ALMOST as painful as giving birth to her kid. I felt like I finally had some clue as to how painful it was.

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.

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.

As of 7 August: 402 loads.

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.

It's pretty easy: you just have to use your hole everyday for sodomy. Most days start with me taking one of my oversize toys and fucking the morning piss out me. My hole feels loose even at rest and if I reach back to finger it, i can feel the long slit/gash it ahs become and half my hand can easily slide into. I am hosed out everyday so my hole stays ready for use. Just get out and live the ass pig life and it will happen from the constant sexual use and training.

Chapter 2 I couldn't help but think back to the times I went to the theater and I was the prey. I would go after I got out of work and by about 5:30pm the place had several guys in it just looking to get off before going home. One night I remember this guy come up to me and goes "nice ring, does the other half know you're here?". I just responded with, "the wife doesn't and if she did she wouldn't be too happy." He goes, "well how about I make you happy and give you what you need and deserve". He didn't even wait for a reply and his mouth was locked onto my lips. I felt his strong hands touching my body and they quickly were removing all my clothes. He looked at me and asked me, "Do you know what you deserve you cheating slut?" I responded, "Your cock and cum?" He laughed and said, "Repeat after me. 'I am a dumb cheating slut that will do what I am told." I was so turned on at this moment. The feeling of his strong hands, his dominate word choice, and his body was making me forget where I was/what was happening. He grabbed my face and told me to bend over some and repeat that phrase. I quickly went over while he held my face and said, "I am a dumb cheating slut that will do what I am told." He laughed at me and told me I was a good slut. Then as he held my face I saw him nod then he said to me, "you're going to prove it to me right now. You are to stay looking at me and not say anything unless I ask you to speak - understand slut?" I went to say yes, but as I went to say it I felt hands grab my ass and thrust right into me. It hurt so bad but I kept looking at the guy who had me under his spell. The strange guy just keep plunging in and out of me. I wanted him to just stop already. The guy continued to hold my face while i looked at him. He started saying, "you're such a pathetic cheating slut. Letting a stranger just fucking you while looking at me. Do you want permission to speak?" I blurted out, "yes". He interrupted and said fine going forward anyone speaks to you that is the only reply you may say is, "yes". That is when i felt my ass get flooded with cum and the stranger pulled out of me. My new master looked at me and said "did you like that?". I wanted to say no, but I remembered my order so I said, "yes". He told me good cause it looks like I have another cock interested in my hole. My new master let go of my face and whispered in my ear "you're going to be a good slut and let anyone do whatever to you while i sit right here and make sure you behave, right?" I put my head down and said, "yes." The new stranger was not rubbing his hands all over me. I didn't really care for it much. Then he spoke to me, "Can I have a try at your hole too?" Of course all I could say was, "yes". he asked if I was truly sure. I said, "yes." With that I felt his thick cock enter up my hole. He leaned in and said, "god it feels so nice and wet in here. I love how it is tight on my thick cock. I can't believe you're letting that dude whore you out to all of us. He did tell you what he's doing right?" I responded with, "yes". He continued to pound my hole and leaned in to my ear and said, "did he tell you that I am full blown poz and have gono?" My heart sank. I didn't know what to do I wanted the guy off me and out of me. I wanted to run out of there. I saw my new master looking at me sternly and all I could say was "yes". My new stranger then goes "are you ready for a big poz load with gono?" I thought I was going to puke but managed to mutter the word "yes". Then the guy exploded and let out a giant moan while filling me with his gono poz filled cum. The stranger now came to the front and was an older guy and my new master gave him $20. I looked at my new master with a confused looked. He had me stand up and handed me back my wallet. He informed me that I should have had more money in my wallet and that's taken a picture of my license and knows where I live. Additionally, he's also recorded me saying yes to dirty cum so if I don't continue to do as he says then he will expose me to the world. He handed me my phone and told me to unlock it. I did and he proceeded to put in his phone my bosses contact, my son, my family, and my parents. He asked if I was going to remain a good slut. I responded with "yes". By the end of the night I had taken over 12 different loads - none of which came from my new master but I was hooked. Now my son's friend becomes my prey 🙂 Let me know if you all think I should have a Chapter 3 or not....

The year was 1990 I was a you man in my 18th year of of life. I worked weekends in a flower shop for a family friend Rob And his 2 assistance. It was a busy Saturday and Rob told me they were having a party at Stuart’s flat and I should come along their would be girls present. the shop closed and I went home, I got changed into my jeans and shirt then headed out for Stuart’s place. I arrived around 9pm and the party was in full swing. We were all drinking laughing joking. Rob asked me if I would work the following morning I said yes and his skinny friend Stuart said he would work also. Rob went to one of the rooms and crashed out with a few other guys. I sat up drinking with Stuart till 4am, Stuart asked me if I wanted to car share with him to the store an a few hours time I smiled and said yes. The next morning Stuart and I headed into the the store. We prepped the shop and Stuart asked me hey how’s that girl your seeing I told him we had broke up he smiled at me winked and said that’s a shame. It was a very slow day and by 4pm we closed up and went over to the pub. Stuart asked me hey wanna come to a club tonight see as we’re finished. I said yeah sounds fun. we left the shop and headed to the edge bar, we drank and laughed and joked all night. I thought Stuart is flashing the cash buying me drinks all night. We ended up on the dance floor dancing he moved behind me and began to grind up against me I pulled away what are you doing bro I said, dancing dude what does it look like. I said I’m not gay so back off ok. He smiled and said I’m sorry. As the night ended o realised I had left my keys at home and wouldn’t be able to get in. Stuart said I’m going back to robs come with me. I said ok AmS we headed out we are iced at robs around 2am Rob was awake and listening to music sat in just his briefs he said sit down guys. I sat down and we began drinking. Rob looked at Stuart and they started kissing robs hand slid onto my lap I had just finished my drink and was very drunk. Suddenly Rob had my cock in his hand and was rubbing my cock I was light head and before I knew it he was on his knees with my dick in his mouth omg it was amazing never had I had such incredible blow job just as my balls tightended he stopped and started ducking my balls they were heavy tight. Next hing I knew Stuart was wanking his giant cock in my face, come on he said in his Scottish accent robs looking after you now you look after me. I opened my mouth to reply and before I knew it he pushed his giant cock in my mouth. Suck it I began to suck m, kissing his bell end m. Good that’s what I like suck it . Next thing I knew Rob had me on all 4s and now he was licking my my arse out it felt amazing my dick was stood on end. Suddenly Stuart grabbed my arms and Rob was behind me with his giant cock head poised over my hole. He grabbed my hips ams pushed himself deep into me as I let out a whimper Stuart slammed his cock into my mouth. I was. Their slut sucking and being fucked by 2 guys. I asked shouldn’t you be wearing a condom, don’t worry about that boy your our cum slut. Rob thrusted harder and harder racking his nails across my back Stuart pounding my face as he sucked my cock. Suddenly Rob began to rut harder faster suddenly in felt this wet warm feeling in my arse. Rob swapped places with Stuart he rammed his 9 inch cock deep into me my arse it slipped in easy thanks to robs thick toxic load filling my belly. Stuart grabbing my hips Pounded my arse raw. I flipped over onto my back Stuart on top of me like I was his birch thumping my arse kissing me. Rob left the room l. Stuart told me I was now his bottom boy and he was my man. He kissed me deeply I kissed back our tongues probing each other’s mouths. He was pounding me harder I wrapped my legs round him o didn’t want him to pull that big bare cock out of my man pussy. I was loving it he began to suck my neck leaving his mark on me. He whispered your mine and your my slut. I was now loving it more and more, I looked in his eyes he began to get faster he whispered in my ear I am positive do you want my seed. I wrapped my legs round him, clenching my arse muscles I couldn’t believe what I was doing, let alone the words coming out my mouth make me your bitch, impregnated me with your seed please, he got faster and faster he kissed me passionately suddenly I was being filled with his toxic load too, Your my boy now you want my gift. I do baby I do, what was I saying Rob came back with a camera took photos. Smiled every day you come here and take my cock my seed you hear me. Then you go see Stuart and take him the same. Suddenly the door opened to the bed room ohhhn the deep voice said. Can I play guys too. Stuart was empty so was Rob, yes Tou can said Rob suddenly I looked up and this giant mountain of a black man was stood next to me. He said take my cock out now. I did as I was told. My god he was 11 inches long as 4 inches thick. He had a scorpion tattoo on his groin and smiled let’s go he lindes that giant black. Dick against my arse he grabbed my arms and held them above my head. He pushed hard and my am arse ripped open struggling to take that big black cock. He was now in me he was so big I felt full as he began dumping me harder and harder tears streaming from my face from the pain l. Rob stood over me dipping his balls in my mouth Stuart sucking my cock, the black bull fucking my newly ducked virgin arse. He was now thrusting deeper harder I was so we it was crazy, suddenly he blew his load deep in me take my seed my toxic seed you now have had 3 loads but I have stretched you good he didn’t stop he kept going cumming in me again and again. He stopped left the room with Rob Stuart laughed as he threw Polaroids at me, I will post these if you don’t come back everyday till your toxic too boy you hear me. I nodded now go slit be back tomorrow. I got up put my clothes on still leaking 3 different loads of cum from my arse. ps I still ride Stuart’s cock today bare raw I’m a toxic whore and only take toxic loads I’m a cum slut and proud.

CH1. After a few long, and mentally straining years, Alec was elated to have finally finished up Med school. But this left him with an issue, hes burnt out by the Boston area. He's seen all the sights, went to a lot of the stores, slept with one or two men, and he needed a change in scenery for the summer. So he decided to take a trip all the way to Texas for that change he's been needing. Alec got home after his graduation party to tell his family he'd be going, and after saying his goodbyes, he packed all his things and left on a plane for Texas, and this is where our story begins. Alec steps out of the airport, narrating to himself. "Well, guess this is my home for the next few months, now to actually get a roof over my head." He walks down the street, trying to find a hotel, ignoring the obvious stares he got from men due to his feminine stature and curve revealing pants. He could not find much of anything in his price range. He felt defeated until he say a flier on the wall advertising a ranch in need of new ranch hands. It advertised flexible hours, housing, and "life changing experiences" *wink wink*. This was enough for Alec, he takes the flier and puts its address into Google Maps, beginning the long walk. It had been hours since he started walking, and Alec was absolutely dying from this heat, and had gone through all his water. He was sweaty and tired, but was only a few miles away from the ranch now. However his legs could not go on and he collapsed into the sand, thinking that this was the end. However, a truck pulled up, and out came an absolute Adonis. 6'5, muscular, blond hair, blue eyes, and a sort of boy-ish charm on his face. Alec was sure that this was some kind of hallucination before he would die until the man said "Hello? Are you alright?" in a thick Texan accent. Alec looks up at him and manages to say "Waterrrrrr". The man nods and looks in his truck. "Ah shit, drank all mine, think you can hang on until we get to the ranch not too far off?" Alec shook his head and the stranger sighs. "I have one idea, but you might not like it stranger" Alec just looks at him. "I'll try anything..." The man nods and, undoes his buckle and takes off his pants? Alec blushes brightly from this action, now being face first with possibly the biggest cock he has ever seen. "U...uh hows this supposed to get me well...hydrated?" The man then says "I uh have to piss. But its mostly just water I swear! Might help you enough till we can get you back." Alec was caught off guard by this but felt as if he had no choice. He just opens his mouth, tongue out as the man slowly penetrated his mouth. The man did and slowly pissed down Alec's throat. Alec was grossed out with himself at first but then, began to actually like the feeling. His eyes roll up as he started taking the cock deeper into his throat. The man then pulls his cock out, holding back from pissing more. "I uh think you should be good now stranger? Unless, you want more~" The man smirks at Alec. Alec didn't even feel his body hesitate as he wrapped his mouth around that big shaft again, drinking up whatever the stranger had left. But then, the stranger held onto the back of his head. "Mmm, you sure you were just thirsty, or are you just a little girly slut?" The man then starts thrusting his dick in and out of Alec's mouth, but Alec didnt protest, he just took it. The stranger took forever to cum, his stamina was like nothing Alec had ever seen before. After a solid 30 minutes of him face fucking Alec, he finally came down his throat, causing Alec to cum in his pants. The man chuckles and picks Alec up. "Cmon, its getting too damn hot in here" He takes him inside the air conditioned truck, they then take off their shirts, both their sweaty bodies press up against eachother. The man smirks down at Alec. "Well arent you thristy? Drink up little bitch." Alec again felt as if he had no control as he started to lick the sweat off of this cowboy, taking in his smell, he especially got addicted to burying his face in the man's armpit. The man chuckles and spanks Alec's ass. "Damn you even smell like a woman sissy boy, what's a cutie like yourself doing all the way out here anyhow?" Alec pulls his face away, panting. "Job offer...for the ranch." The man smirks some more and takes off his pants fully. "Well I'm one of the ranch managers, I think we can count this as your interview then. The name is Kanan." Alec stares at Kanan's cock, still in disbelief that he was able to fit that down his throat. He figured that Kanan wanted to fuck him now so he tried to take out a condom from his bag. Kanan saw this and shook his head. "Nope, not allowed. Barebacking only" Alec's experience as a medstudent screamed at him to not do this, he did not know if Kanan was clean or not. But he lost control again as Kanan fingered him to loosen him up. "Damn, you even get wet on your own back here like a girl. I don't even need my lube I think." Alec's rational thought then went away as he lifts himself up into Kanan's lap, sitting down on his fat cock, beginning to bounce. Kanan relaxed for the first 30 minutes as Alec bounced non stop, moaning and losing his mind even more from how good it felt. But Kanan felt himself about to cum so he thrusts harder, the hardest Alec has been fucked so far, he might have even felt some tearing. Kanan then smirks at Alec's fucked stupid expression and asks "Are you ready for your breeding slut? Im gonna knock you up!" Alec's eyes widen at this, "F..fuck you're poz? Get out of me!" But his dick got harder and he even came a little from the reveal, he knew deep down that he might have actually wanted this. Kanan chuckles and leans up, kissing Alec deeply before saying. "Aww you don't want my seed? Because I can stop anytime and just shoot my dirty load down your throat instead. Alec had kissed Kanan back, he tried to think rationally but instead just begs outloud. "F..fuck knock me up! Poz me with your cock already~" And with that Kanan shot his thick, toxic cum into Alec's neg ass. Kanan kept pumping more and more cum in, not pulling out. The two men stay like this for a while, until Alec gets back up. "S..shit I got to get this out of me." Kanan chuckles and says. "Oooor, you could just leave in my cum, and start sucking my cock. I have another load left to feed you, and some piss." Alec again weighed the options, deciding to go ahead and suck off Kanan some more. After a few hours of cum and piss filled action, Kanan was bringing the now asleep Alec to his new room in the ranch. The first day of dirty toxic fun had tired him out, but he still had 6 more months of it, and unluckily or luckily for the neg little femboy, every single person on this ranch was Poz, waiting for a chance at that neg boy pussy.

Part 7 The boys did what had become routine at the end of their hookups. Not a lot of talking, quick dressing, quicker getaway. Hunter didnt stop them. He had seen this all before. He knew that the immediate line of thinking would be that things had gone too far. That it was time to pull things back. One time wasnt so bad but no one needed to know and if it never happened again it would become a distant memory in no time. What Hunter also knew is that the inevitable progression following that thinking was temptation and then a call or text to reconnect. Hunter had the patience to wait it out. These boys were worth it and besides, he didnt get to fuck Tyler but with Chris getting two loads of his poz seed the results would show soon enough. What the boys never had to deal with before was a walk back together after a hook up. They walked side by side but their heads were down and they said little. Neither could articulate the thoughts in their heads, the weight of their feelings in the moment, combined with the exhilaration of having just lived out a hot fantasy that went beyond their expectations and imaginations. But when they got close to Tyler's dorm, he finally said to Chris, "We shouldnt have done that. I think I need to figure things out." Chris just nodded and said a quick, "Yeah." There was no goodbye . Tyler turned towards his dorm and Chris kept walking. Neither was sure if they would ever talk again. But as all mathematicians know, horny > God. Neither could really resist though they did try. They didn't text for a few days but both would check Grindr to see if the other was on. They both got messages from other guys who were interested, but they felt somehow that hooking up with some other guy would be a betrayal. That's how Chris managed to find a way to justify messaging Hunter again. Tyler was there the first time and they all knew each other. Tyler even watched him get fucked by Hunter so he would understand if they hooked up again without him, right? Before thinking about the answer too deeply, he messaged Hunter on Grindr. They messaged back and forth casually at first, Chris waiting for Hunter to ask him over again, too afraid to make that move himself. Finally, Hunter did get what Chris was hoping for. H: How are you boys? 😄 We haven't talked since. I think we just need a break. H: Did I do something? I'm sorry if I did. I thought we had fun. 😄 No its not you. We did have fun. Or I guess I did at least. H: Good. I'm glad to hear that. Maybe we can get together again if you'd like. 😄 Yeah H: You free now? 😄 Yeah H: Do you wanna come by? No pressure of course. 😄 Yeah H: Do you remember the address? 😄 Yeah H: Great. Come on over. But promise you'll say more than Yeah while you're here. 😄 Ok H: Good enough. For now LOL Hunter knew it would just be a matter of time, but he didnt think he would get one of them alone. Since Chris was the one who reached out he knew he must have enjoyed getting fucked. He decided he would push things further. He texted a friend and then jumped in the shower. Chris didn't get himself ready and head to Hunter's place right away. He was unsure if he should really go. The first time was fun but they hadnt used condoms and he worried about what that could mean. He didnt know how to mention it when they chatted and he didnt want to get Hunter upset by suggesting that he might have something. Maybe he should just be totally safe and bail on Hunter. But no amount of jerking off could simulate the intense pleasure of getting fucked. He had never even imagined what that would feel like but it was like nothing he had felt before or in the days since when he tried a finger, even two. That combined with whatever they smoked was the best experience he could have had. Hunter seemed like a nice guy. He wouldnt hurt a person by passing on a disease. That would just be evil. Besides maybe this time Hunter wouldnt want to fuck or smoke. They didnt discuss either when they chatted so maybe it was stupid to assume it would all happen again. Maybe. It was more than an hour after they messaged each other on Grindr that Chris did finally ring Hunters bell. Hunter pulled him inside and they sat together in the living room. "I didnt think you were gonna make it." "Yeah I just wanted to take care of some stuff is all." Chris was pulling off his jacket as he sat and when he looked back towards Hunter, he saw that the pipe was being lit. Without looking back at Chris, before taking his hit he said, "Well I'm glad you came." The hit was big and as he blew out the cloud through his nose, he handed the pipe and torch to Chris without asking. Chris just took it and went ahead and took a hit. Hunter knew not to ask. Hand it over as if it is perfectly natural, as if Chris knew all along. It worked. They passed the pipe back and forth and soon enough it needed to be refilled. Chris was already flying. They were making small talk the whole time, mostly about classes and the weather getting colder. But as Hunter added more to the pipe, he asked Chris "So I'm glad you enjoyed the last time." Again, he hadnt asked Chris if he did. Don't give the boy an opportunity to think and answer otherwise. Even if he is high. "I'd love it if we could do that again and maybe more." Chris didn't know how to respond. The high was telling him that he wanted it all again and the more got him excited. But how should he bring up the condoms? "Yeah. So--" Chris was interrupted by the sound of a door being opened. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a naked man coming towards them. Tall athletic and a cock that looked big even though it was just half hard. Chris was mesmerized by this mans body but was also curious about who he was and why he was there. Hunter passed the refilled pipe back to Chris already lit. He watched Chris take the pipe and a hit as Hunter continued to light it with the torch without ever taking his eye off of Greg. "Chris this is my friend Greg. He came by while I was waiting for you. I thought it would be ok. Hes a good guy. Aren't you Greg?" Greg walked over to Chris and stuck out his hand. In Chris's state, he was tempted to reach past the hand and grab the cock, but his resistance was just strong enough. "Hey Chris. Of course I'm a good guy. Especially when it comes to cute boys like you." Chris blushed a little, not know what to say, now unsure how this was going to play out. He handed the pipe back to Hunter. "Were you guys in the middle of something? Should I....go?" Hunter moved closer to Chris now as he took a hit and passed the pipe to Greg. "No, not at all. The more the merrier right? He kissed Chris on the neck and prompted a gasp and low moan from the boy. "Why don't we get naked like Greg and see how much fun we can all have?" Chris just nodded and began to unbutton his pants. "Thatta boy" Hunter said as he began to disrobe too. "You have the same tattoo as Hunter. Are you guys like part of a club or something?" Chris was pointing at the biohazard tattoo above Greg's cock, no longer hiding the focus of his gaze. Greg and Hunter looked at each other quickly. A look that said, lets just get down and fuck now. "Uh yeah something like that." "What kind of club is it?" "Well one you'll find out about once you're a member." Chris was confused. Greg turned to Hunter again. "Or...is he already a member of the club?" Hunter smiled. "He might be but think of today being something like an initiation." "Uh ok cool." Chris decided to go along with it. His brain was drifting ever since that huge cock came into the picture. Now he was reminded of Hunters as well, this one fully hard now. Chris was fully naked now and also fully hard. "Fuck youre beautiful. Can I kiss you?" Greg lit the pipe and took one more hit. Chris was never good at taking compliments and hearing that from this hot naked stranger in front of him put his thoughts further away from all the condom talk he wanted to do before. He nodded looking up at Greg and gave him his hand when Greg reached down to pull him up from the couch. They started with a shot gun that turned into a kiss, tentative at first on Chris's part, slow and soft. Then Greg unleashed something in Chris and the two felt something electric. Their making out became deeper and more intense thanks in part to the massive hit Greg shared with Chris. "That is hot boys." Hunter was watching and stroking his hard cock. "Let's move this into the bedroom."

That's one way to explain the medicine he is going to inject.

I love all cock regardless of color. But I think my ultimate fantasy would be getting gang fucked by a group of muscled and hung black guys. Like 5 studs using my holes for hours till they were totally satisfied. BBRT- fucknfeedme

When there's a BOND between the TOP and BOTTOM...its really magical in nature; because, it seems everything works like a well functioning piece of equipment. The physical, mental and spiritual BOND between the individual's is so powerful you can see and feel the sparks that radiates between everyone. I have enjoyed being on both ends of the sling...and its really...not a pump and dump situation for ME...its all about the connection and how connected we can make each other feel like...there won't be another fuck'n like this ever again. So, I feel when I give everything back and forth...its like an addiction for the BOTH of US....sharing that SPECIAL ...connection...NO PULL OUTS...NO INHIBITIONS...just...hardcore ....cock and ball's deep 'animal lusts'....MORE...until...the loads are running out the hole...and getting sticky wet for MORE...harder and deeper fuck'n.

His name was Joseph. He was from Spain. I met him in the Village several years ago when he was a student. We cruised each other and hit it off. He was 24, 5'10", lean and fit. He bragged that he practiced martial arts, though I suspected that was mostly fantasy. Overall he looked kind of grungy--long, shaggy black hair; really gorgeous eyes; and an accent to die for. Up until then I’d made it a rule not to engage in unsafe sex, because I was still dealing with being poz and all. I really liked him, but I didn't tell him I was poz, cause I wanted to have sex with him. He didn't ask, and I didn't tell. We went back to his place and made out. God, did I throw a major boner! He was totally my type, smooth, well defined, and hung. We got down to some serious cocksucking. I ate his ass as he lay writhing on the bed, and he couldn’t hold back. Six or seven nasty volleys hit my face and chest. I lapped up his cum and licked it off my fingers. I took his cock in my mouth, and he managed several more squirts. He was one of those guys who could cum multiple times. He reached to the night stand, grabbed a condom, and straddled me. He was so hot and tight. I uncapped the baby oil and lubed his butt. Before I knew it, he was riding me like a jockey. We switched positions, and I fucked him as he bent over the bed. I slammed him hard, and he moaned in Spanish. All of a sudden, the friction was incredible. I shot gobs of cum up his ass. I pulled him tight against me. I jerked his shaft while I chewed his ear and twisted his nips. When he shot, I felt his ass do magic things to my dick head. I almost came again. When I pulled out, I saw my naked cum-covered shaft with a ring of rubber at the base. The condom had broken while I was fucking him. I was embarrassed and scared. I excused myself and went to the bathroom to "clean up." I flushed the punctured condom down the toilet. He said his ass was wet and leaky from the lube. I didn't say a thing. He kissed me, and said it was okay, that liked his ass sloppy. A portent of things to cum. We showered and cleaned up and walked down to the corner to grab a sandwich. We spent the rest of day together, and he asked me to stay the night. We fucked again. I was more careful about the condom, but it wasn't the same. We fucked for nearly an hour, and I made him cum twice. But I still wasn't near ejaculation. He asked me what was wrong. I was hard as a stone, but my dick was all red from the condom. He pulled it off, poured lube into the palm of his hand and massaged it over my shaft. He straddled me again, and positioned his ass over my rod. “Now you're going to fuck me without a condom.” “No, wait. It's not safe”. “It’s okay. I trust you. I don't have AIDS, and I know you don't.” Maybe not, but I was POZ. I had to say something. “Shhh!” He slid down on my ass. The sensation of my oiled dick gliding into his ass was incredible. I let out an impassioned moan. Soon he was riding me roughshod, slamming all the way down to my balls. The last of my resistance dissipated. I grabbed his hips and started screwing like a machine. “I'm gonna shoot!” “Breed me, baby. I want your seed.” I shot a huge load of poison jizz up his ass. It was too sweet, too intense. We came down from that fucking high, and fell asleep. I awoke in the middle of the night freaked out by what I’d done. I may have pozzed that beautiful man. I started to cry. My cock was rock hard. I thought about our AIDS fuck again. My shaft jerked. So that was it. Fucking poz was erotic to me. Joseph rolled over and woke up. I gasped when he grabbed my dick beneath the sheets. Without a word he pushed them back and mounted my pole. I fucked him 3 more times, each time more passionately than the last, each time shooting a poz load up his ass. It didn’t bother me, since I figured it was already too late. After all, hadn’t he practically begged for it? I fucked him bareback for almost a year, two, three, four times a week. On a hundred occasions. Grinding my seed into him. I studied up on HIV, and let my nails grow. I fingerfucked him till he yelled. I guess he put up with me cause he loved dick so much. We didn't really start to date, but got kind of intense, at least on my part. I eventually fell in love with him just as he was falling in love with somebody else. He dumped me in the worst possible way, like: “Goodbye. I don’t want to see you again.” No explanation. I found out from friends that he had taken a lover, also Spanish, and that they were incredibly serious and planning on moving to Spain. A week before his departure, I called Joseph’s number. As I hoped, the boyfriend answered. “I’m an old friend of Joseph.” “Yes, Joseph’s mentioned you.” “Not sure how to say this…. Did Joseph tell you he might be poz?” “Poz? No! What makes you think…” “I guess Joseph may not even be aware. You know Joseph and I had quite a relationship before he met you. For almost a year. I just found out I got AIDS. From what the doc says, I’ve probably had it for quite some time. Probably during the time Joseph and I were, well, fucking. I don’t know who else I could have got it from. I think you both ought to get tested.” “You say you just found out?” “Just got my tests back Friday.” “I’ll definitely talk to Joseph about this.” “Sorry.”

I am a 50 year old bi guy. I am married but, due to a number of reasons, my wife and I haven’t had sex in eight years. She makes trips to visit a couple of friends several times a year, and is usually is gone for a month or more each time. She won’t admit it, but I discreetly got proof that she is getting her fair share of sex while out of town with a young guy with a cock a lot bigger than mine (I am only 5.5, cut). I discovered I was bi in my late 20’s. Usually it was some guy giving me a hand or blow job in an adult bookstore. I was almost 40 before I ever sucked a cock, and a few years later before I was fucked for the first time. For the past 8 years with no sex at home, my interest in gay sex has increased to the point I would rather have sex with a guy than a woman. I have a busy job and work a lot of hours, so, with no time for all the game-playing needed to seduce a woman, I turned to the always available quick anonymous gay encounters. Never one to turn down a helping hand or a hot mouth, I found I really enjoy sucking others as well. I have only had a cock up my ass, but that guy fucked me a dozen times, and I love it. The guy, however, always wore a condom. Although I fully understand the need for safe sex, I always fantasized about a nice stiff cock shooting a full load deep into my insides. Well, my wife had gone on one of her trips which was supposed to be for a week and a half, but was quickly approaching six weeks. I was in a bottoming mood, and had visited a few adult bookstores over the last few weeks but all I found were guys wanting to suck me off. My ass itched and during my daily beat off sessions, I fantasized about a guy filling me with his cream, so, with the weekend coming, I decided to try and satisfy the itch. I had visited a bathhouse a few times since my early bi days. I hadn’t played then, just walked around and checked it out. I decided now that I was more active, I would give it another try. Saturday afternoon I took the time to touch up the shave job on my ass, balls and around my cock. I also took some extra effort to be sure my ass was squeaky clean. Better to be safe than sorry. I grabbed a tube of lube, a fresh brown bottle, condoms, and some rubber bands. I use the wide fat rubber bands like a cock ring. They provide a lot more flexibility for tightness than a metal ring or the leather straps with snaps. I stopped for dinner and a couple of drinks on my way to the baths. The drinks relaxed me a bit as I was nervous about what to expect. Upon arriving I rented a room in the bath and made a few preparations. The room was basic with a single bed with a pillow, a small table next to the bed and a locker to put your clothes in. A small wastepaper basket sat against the wall. It contained a few paper towels and a number of used condoms. A TV in the room was on with some hot gay porn playing. I quickly stripped and put my clothes in the locker. I set the tube of lube and a single condom on the table next to the bed and slid my brown bottle under the pillow, placed a couple of rubber bands on the bed for use later, then wrapped my towel around my waist and headed out to check-out the place. I walked around the halls a little then headed to the sauna and steam room. A number of guys were involved in hand jobs and blow jobs in the sauna and steam room, but I just watched. My cock was hard as a rock and I didn’t want to play too early and risk getting off before I found a top. After a nice refreshing shower, I wandered the halls a little more so that everyone there could see me. Finally I headed back to my own room. I shut the door halfway before dropping my towel, quickly lubed my hole, slipped a couple of rubber bands around my hard cock and balls, then laid down on my belly on the bed, my legs and ass facing the door. I positioned the tube of lube next to my ass so anyone peeking in would have no doubt what I was looking for. I didn’t have long to wait. After about ten minutes a nice looking guy came in and shut the door. I looked back at him just as he dropped his towel, freeing a 7 ½” uncut cock with a nice set of hanging balls. I smiled as I rolled onto my side and he approached the head of the bed. His cock was just level with my mouth and he thrust his pelvis forward indicating he wanted me to suck him. I opened my mouth wide taking him fully into my mouth as my hands began massaging his balls. His cock quickly grew as I rolled my tongue around the head and teased his piss hole. As I sucked him, he began rubbing my chest and playing with my nipples until they were rock hard, then lowered his hand to begin stroking my own hard cock. I let his cock slip from my mouth and began licking from base to tip as I asked him what his health status was and grabbing my brown bottle and taking a couple of hits. He never answered me, but took a firm grip on my cock so he could sense my response, and shoved his cock deep into my throat. I knew at that moment that he was POZ. I looked into his eyes as I licked his cock and he asked me if I would take it bareback. I answered “If I get excited enough.” He must have liked the answer as I felt his cock grow stiffer. As I took him back into my mouth he continued to play with my cock as his other hand begin massaging my back, slowly working lower. When his fingers reached the top of my crack he began playing with the lube that had worked it’s way up. He played with the top of my crack a little before I felt his fingers go lower, searching for the entrance to my hole. I continued sucking his cock in earnest as I felt him slip first one, then two fingers into my well-lubed ass. My hole opened under his touch, inviting them inside. Suddenly he pulled his fingers from my ass and stepped back, pulling his cock from my mouth. As I felt a sense of loss, I looked into his eyes as he said “Get on your back. I want your ass.” I rolled onto my back and began stroking my cock as I saw him grab the condom from the table and open the foil package and slip the condom out. I lay there with my legs spread, stroking myself and playing with my balls as he moved to the foot of the bed. He stood there watching me and began stroking his own cock still wet from my mouth. He held the condom between the thumb and finger of his one hand in front of his chest as he slowly stroked his cock with the other. Everything seemed in slow motion. My eyes were locked on his. I felt him trying to peer deep inside my soul. His eyes sought to find my deepest desires. As we stared at each other, he asked “How excited are you?” I could not answer. I was in a trance. Slowly my eyes drifted downwards, first to the condom held in front of his chest and then to his beautiful cock being slowly stroked. My eyes fixed on his cock as I released my own and reached for the brown bottle and shoved it up my nose inhaling deeply. I quickly took long deep breaths, breathing nothing but poppers as I felt the warmth and the rush begin. My eyes then looked up to his again, opening wide, letting him see deep inside. My gaze then dropped to the condom. I looked at it but a second before I turned my head slightly but noticeably, letting my eyes trace a line from the condom to the waste basket. My eyes quickly returned to his as I watched a big smile fill his face. He let go of his cock, bringing his hand up to grasp the protruding reservoir of the condom. Slowly he began pulling it as the condom unrolled, until it was just a dangling useless piece of latex. As he began kneeling on the bed, he flicked his wrist sending the condom to join the others in the waste basket. He grasped my legs raising them up so he had full access to my opening. I relaxed my muscles as I felt him begin to push at my entrance and I knew I was about to experience being filled by my first POZ load.

Taking Juan's Loads Author: 1981virginia Posted on Tuesday, May 18, 2010 - 06:20 pm: I have a wonderful boyfriend with an ass that just won’t quit. He lets me fuck him raw whenever I want. My boyfriend would let me fuck his tight ass four times a day if I had the stamina to keep up. Until the story I’m about to tell, we’ve been monogamous, as far as I know. So, I’m not really sure why my eyes should wonder to my co-worker Juan. But, as they say, variety is the spice of life. At work, Juan would totally and shamelessly flirt with me, cruising me every time he walked by my desk, in the tightest of trousers that left nothing to the imagination. This boy had a solid 8” in his pants from the sight of it snaking down his leg, which he often readjusted as he was walking past me. Hot. We were working together on a big project for my company, flirting shamelessly and peppering the conversation with innuendo, and getting to know each other better. I was doing the deskwork, while he was traveling back and forth to Montreal for presentations to the client. After a few months of collaboration, the project was deemed a success. To celebrate, we were both invited, with our respective boyfriends, to a dinner at our boss’ apartment as a sort of congratulation. Turned out that the night in question, both of our partners were to be out of town. So, Juan and I went. We sat side by side at the table, continuing our harmless flirtation. As we both drank more and more red wine, the flirtation became more heated. My hand initially grazing the back of Juan’s hand, his palm stroking my thigh, and eventually me rubbing his hardening cock through his pants. We got a little out of hand at dinner and decided to head home early. When he asked to share a cab, I knew I was in for trouble. In the cab, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Tongues down each other’s throats, hands exploring each other’s bodies. He undid his belt and a few buttons so I could slowly start to jerk him off. I had been planning on getting out first, so had given he cabdriver my address. As we neared my building, I noticed that this nasty mid-eastern fucker was jerking off to our antics. Juan was just about to cum when the driver, somewhat sadly, announced that we had arrived. Juan paid, as we both folded our coats over our crotches to cover our hard cocks as we made a beeline inside. We made it upstairs in a flash and were out of our clothes. He was an aggressive kisser. The kind that you have to fight for breath when making out. It was exhausting, but amazing. His cock was already spewing precum, and I went in for a taste, deep throating as much of his uncut manhood as I could handle. I kept going lower and lower until I had both of his shaven balls in my mouth, and lower still until I was worshipping his tight hairless asshole. I had never cheated on my boyfriend with anyone, certainly not someone who I saw every day at work. I got a little freaked out, and leaned back on the sofa. Juan though I was inviting him to return the favor, and I quickly gave in. He blew my cut 6” until I shot a huge load down his throat. After swallowing as much as possible, he kept going lower and lower until he was tonguing my hairy asshole. It was amazing. (My boyfriend doesn’t go in for foreplay of any kind, and he’s a total bottom.) As he was getting me looser and looser, I realized that I hadn’t taken a cock in almost three years. And I wanted Juan’s. Badly. I stopped him long enough to run to the bedroom and get two condoms, some lube, and some poppers. Juan bent me over the sofa, still tonguing and working two fingers into my ass, as I started inhaling. I stopped him long enough to work the condom over his thick drippy dick. Then, leaning forward, he plowed into me, not a bit at a time, but all the way. After he pushed in once or twice, he complained, “Damn, this rubber is making me go soft.” He pulled out all the way, then shoved it back in. I didn’t know until later that that was when he pulled the condom off. With my face in the pillow, I squealed with pleasure. I was loving it. I hadn’t bottomed for a long time, and was getting the deep dicking of my life. I reached back to feel his cock going in and out of me, and didn’t feel the rubber. (I chalked that up to my relative inexperience as a bottom and thought it had all slipped inside.) Juan’s pace slowed down and I could feel him firing off, but didn’t know that he was coating my hole with his sperm. He pulled out slowly, and made a show of handling the condom. I noticed that there was something wet in the condom. Had he spit into it to make me think that that was his cum??? After resting a minute, we switched places so I could blow Juan again and suck on his balls. I rimmed his hairless ass for a good ten minutes or so, before starting to work my fingers in there. I got up to three and he was begging me to fuck him. I dutifully wrapped my cock, thinking, “Well, if I’m cheating, I should at least be safe, right?” That didn’t last long. My hardon drooped as soon as it touched the latex. I went back to tongue fucking Juan’s ass as I jerked myself back to full hardness. Juan said, “You can fuck me raw, just don’t come in me. No one cums in me but my boyfriend.” How sweet, right? I started, slowly at first, inserting my raw cock’s head, then the whole thing, picking up my pace until my balls were slapping his ass. I’m a huge precummer and was doing just fine with my own moisture and the spit I had forced into his ass with my cock. As I fucked and fucked his raw ass, Juan got dirtier and dirtier in his pillow talk. “Oh yeah, give me that raw dick. Fuck your cum into me. Give me your babies!” Well that sent me over the edge. I started moaning as his silky asshole milked my cock. I shot one or two spurts of him inside him, and pulled out, spraying his asshole and balls with my cum. “Aww yeah. Aww yeah,” he kept shouting. I pulled out after a few thrusts, coating his balls with my seed. As I caught my breath, I realized that the cool drippy sensation at my own asshole was his cum dripping out of my own ass. I asked Juan if he cam in me. “A little, maybe,” was his reply. I got hard all over again, and we fucked each other senseless, cumming inside each other this time without any pretense. We lay there in sweaty smelly afterglow, both of us with at least a load and a half in our asses, fingering the cum of ourselves as we basked in our own sex. He told me that his boyfriend, like my own, was a usually a total bottom, but he craved more. He went on to tell me that when he was in Montreal on business, our client had introduced him to bathhouses and sex clubs, and he had been playing up there a lot. He didn’t want to go into the details, but I got the feeling that he took more than a handful of strangers raw, which turned me on and freaked me out at the same time. At work the next week, it was almost like business as usual, except for the time we snuck out to the men’s room after lunch to swap loads. I loved sitting at my desk the rest of the day with his load slowly trickling out of my ass into my trousers. I loved even more, fucking my boyfriend’s hot ass that night with Juan’s babies still slowly oozing out of me. About a week after our first tryst, Juan missed a few days of work with a cold. When he got back, he asked me to see him alone. He looked like death warmed over, and told me that he didn’t have the flu. He had tested poz shortly after we fucked, and suggested I get tested too. I was totally freaked out. I had taken his load at least three times, knowingly and unknowingly. When I was taking it from him, I was turned on by the risk, and the illicit cheating. I went to my doctor, and came back neg. Juan and I have never fooled around again, and since then I haven’t been with anyone other than my boyfriend. But, I feel like I got a taste of something that I really liked, and now I want more. I have fantasies of pozzing my boyfriend and taking loads at gangbangs. Those parts of my sexlife are fantasy, but my brush with poz cock is totally true.

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.