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Jurgen and I invited Jason over for dinner a few nights later, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that he was relaxed, charming and fun to spend the evening with. Jurgen did notice our guest gazing at me on quite a few occasions, but interpreted it to be some form of hero worship rather than anything else. However, after he told me about it when we were getting ready for bed that night, I wasn't so sure. Jason joined us again for dinner on an evening when Aiden and Peter were also over, and seemed to make a good impression on them too. One thing led to another and they eventually invited him to join us at an upcoming gathering on the beach, despite my slightly wide-eyed glaring at them. Jason did seem to be relaxed around a bunch of gay men, but I wasn't sure how he would cope with the antics that usually went down on these Big Beach Barbie days. I determined to find a way to get him to head off once it started to get late, even if I had to take him away myself and then come back later. However, as it turned out, that wasn't an option. Rather than all just heading to a beach by whatever means, our next trip turned out to be a much more involved affair with everyone piling onto a stupidly huge private yacht owned by some guy called Alexei that Steve knew. He presented as a flashy Russian, but actually turned out to be a quiet and gentle guy who just wanted some company for a couple of days. The dozen or so of us attending thus all got settled into the various cabins before he motored us up to his chosen anchoring point, from where we could swim or use a smaller boat to get to the beach. Throughout the day people went back and forth to the boat to fetch more alcohol and food, thus fuelling a truly messy day. The sun hadn't even gone down by the time I was first ushered off into the trees by a couple of guys, and when night did eventually fall I was already carrying several loads inside me. Despite the alcohol consumption I was at least able to do my best to slip away at points when Jason was engaged in conversation with someone else, but that all became moot when it was dark and we all headed back over to the yacht for the rest of the night. Barely ten minutes after we were back on board, and despite my protestations that maybe we should go to a cabin, Gus had me down on all fours on the main deck. There was now nothing to be done to protect Jason from seeing all this, and I was very aware that he was one of the several guys standing around watching me getting bred. Indeed, he stayed watching as Gus blew his load, withdrew and was replaced by guy after guy after guy. I had deliberately worn black speedos to hide the 'CUM DUMP' lettering on my buttcheeks from him, but there was no way he couldn't now see them thanks to the light spilling out of the windows of the yacht onto the deck. I was truly out to him now. Eventually Jurgen reappeared from somewhere and settled down to sit in his favourite spot at my head, so I could gently nurse his dick while others went to town on my arse. My awareness of what else was going on diminished at that point and I just disappeared into my normal cumdump role, but when there was no-one fucking me anymore I let Jurgen's cock slide from my mouth and sat up. We were alone on deck, but could hear quite a bit of noise coming from the lounge area inside. "What's going on?" I asked Jurgen, being unused to the gangbangs tailing off like this. He smiled back. "Let's go inside and find out" he replied, giving me a bit of a wink. He'd been sat on the deck with me all this time, but seemed to know more than he was letting on. I hesitated, and then clambered to my feet and headed towards the door. As I turned into the room and pushed my way through a couple of the guys standing in front of it, I was greeted with a sight that made my stomach drop. There, on all fours in the middle of the room, was Jason, hungrily sucking on Alexei's cock like a man possessed. But it was his other end that caused me the greatest shock. Steve, his scorpion and biohazard tattoos on full display, was balls-deep in Jason's arse and fucking him to kingdom come. There definitely wasn't a condom in use, and based on what I could see there was already at least one load in Jason's passage. "What the..." I muttered. "Looks like you're not the only Pommy cumdump in town" whispered Jurgen into my ear, chuckling slightly. "I...I guess not" I sighed, unable to take my eyes off what was happening in front of me. Jurgen put his hand on the small of my back and urged me forward. "Go join your friend" he said. "Show him how it's done." I hesitated, but eventually relented and started to slowly move towards the spitroasting trio. I =then got down on to my knees and crawled forward until my face was almost against Jason's in Alexei's crotch. He noticed my presence and pulled off the substantial cock, turning to face me while his body was rocked back and forth by the force of Steve's pounding. "Hey" he said, his eyes glassy like my own get when I'm starting to get completely fucked out. "Thought...I'd...give...it...a...try..." I just stared at him, and then when he turned back to Alexei I did the same and we began to share our host's dick. In no time someone else had joined the party and I too was getting fucked. Initially my head was going a thousand miles an hour as I tried to process what was happening, but eventually I calmed and relaxed into the familiar feeling of being a cumdump. My cocky straight friend was apparently one too, the way things were going he'd probably be getting pozzed if he wasn't already already carrying the bug, but that could wait until morning. For now, there were dicks to serve, loads to take, and a whole lot of fun to be had.

I tried to fall asleep nut I was a mess after being so spun and still horny as fuck. I finally feel asleep and felt like shit the next two days. I finally felt better, and my dick finally came back and was working, and I jacked off a few times but really needed sex. I sent a text two the big dicked older guys who wrote their numbers on me and just said Hi. I am the bottom from the study. You wrote your number on me. I headed to class and neither of them responded for 24 hours. I so needed to get fucked so I text my buddy to see if he was around and he shot back that he was out of town and would be back next week. I finally searched the internet and came across BBRT. I created a profile and posted a couple pictures of myself and after I was verified, I started to get hits. It was the first time in all this bareback fucking I had thought about any of the guy’s status, and it hit me hard when the first three guys were poz or undetectable who hit me up. My stomach was in knots thinking about all the cum and the guys who breed me. I thanks each of them and said no thanks, there was one guy I kept looking at his picks and admitting his hot body and big dick. He sent me another email after I said no thanks, he said I see you are negative, and you may not be on Prep. You keep looking at my pictures and thought maybe you would be up for seeing me in person, no sex just some grouping and some safe kissing. I emailed his, that he had an amazing body and a great dick on him, but I was just too horny to trust myself. His response was interesting, you can come over and we will just hang while we both look for a nice neg guy to breed you. You can play with my dick, and I will even suck your cock. I told him I would think about it, and I hit up a couple neg guys, but they were not online. It had been an hour and some more guys hit me up and I was just about ready to tell him I would come over and my mom text me and killed the mood for a bit. Twenty minutes later I was back online, and he hit me up one more time. Check out HungOx4Hole. I looked at this guy’s profile and he had an amazing body and an even more amazing cock. He profile said he was neg on prep. I emailed my new friend that he was hot. He is a bud of mine and I asked him if he wanted to fuck you and he said he would def be up for it. Let me know if you want to get with him, he is down the street and can come over to my place also. I sent him another email, are you serious? Still want me to come over. He sent his address and said yes. I showered and cleaned out and headed over to this guy’s house. He answered the door, and he was hot, great body and hot face. He leaned down and kissed me, I hesitated some, but he pressed me against the wall, and I kissed him back. We made out for five minutes. He broke off the kiss and lead me into the living room and asked me if I wanted a drink and I told him sure. He brought me a fruity drink, but I did not know he put some G in it. I gulped it down since I was nervous and started to relax and then he asked me if I wanted head before his buddy came and I told him sure. He pulled down my shorts and swallowed my half hard dick and sucked me till I was moaning and then licked and sucked my balls and worked down my taint till he was licking and tongue fucking my hole and I was morning. He got me so horny, I asked him when his friend wanted to fuck me. He texts him and he said he is tied up for another thirty minutes. He brought me another drink and I drank it and then he put some porn in and pulled his shorts off and started jacking his dick. He asked me if I knew anything about what it meant to be undetectable? I told him no, he went on to explain that his viral load or the amount of virus in his system was undetectable so he can’t pass the virus to anyone. While he was explaining all this, he had his hand on the back of my head and he guided my head and mouth to his dick, and I sucked him. He tasted amazing and I love that big 9-inch uncut dick. I was gagging on his big dick, and he was telling me what a good boy I he was fingered my hole and lubed me up. I was loving it. I just moaned on his dick. With the porn going and me transfixed on his big dick the Greek Adonis waked in and lubed up his dick and slide it inside me. My new buddy kept me down on his dick and the hot guy fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me and pulled out cleaned up and said great ass boy and left. I was disappointed I was not able to see him, but his dick felt amazing. Then my buddy said, let me fuck you babe. I tried to ignore him and then he said it again. I just kept sucking him and then he said, let me eat his cum out of you and that got me to pull off and get on the sofa facing away and he got behind me and at my hole, making me moan and before I knew he stood up and slide his big dick in me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me. He got me up after he came and made me clean his dick and then lead me to the bedroom. We crawled into bed, and he held me and fucked me four more times before I went home in the morning. Before I left, he kissed me and told me he wanted to have me over in a couple night and he grabbed my phone and called his number, so he had mine. I will text you baby, that was hot and who ever taught you how to fuck, I need to thank them. He leaned in and gave me one more kiss. I went home and read about undetectable, and he was right. I went back and looked at his profile and he had switched it from undetectable to POZ. The hot guy had moved his from neg to no answer. I thought that was odd but fuck it was hot and I really needed that. My new bud text me and asked me to come over tonight, I said I could, and I headed over after a shower and getting cleaned up. He made out with me and spiked two drinks like last time, and I was floating, and he had me suck his dick and ten minutes later I felt hands on my ass and a mouth eating my hole and I moaned on his big dick, I tried to pull up and look but my new bud pressed my head down and make me suck him deeper. Soon the guy behind me lubes up my ass and his cock and slide inside me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load. I could tell it was not the hot guy, his dick was much thinner, two more guys fucked me and came inside me before the hot guys fucked me hard and called me a fucking whore cum dump and left. My friend let me up and led me to the bedroom and fucked me and breed me right there and several more times that night. I got me up early in the morning and told me how hot It was and then he loved my pussy. He never said a word about the other guys and kissed me good by and locked the door behind me. I went home feeling a little off. I text him and I got no response and I tried to hit him up on BBRT and I could no longer see his profile, like he deleted it and his buddy the hot one was gone too.

I had a long day at work Tuesday and though I was tired I desperately wanted to get my dick wet. A twink, visiting from LA, hit me up on bbrt offering his preloaded hole. It's hard to turn down a juicy pussy so I bolted over. While I was about to walk out of my door, he hit me up to say another guy wanted to come over and asked if I'd be cool with us taking turns on him. I told him, the more the merrier. When I arrived, I found the door unlocked and entered to find the other guy already there and eating the twink's hole. He was a hot, hairy, thick, fat-dicked daddy. Woof! The daddy moved aside and I sucked some of the cum out of the twink's hole while the daddy started eating my hairy ass. After a few minutes I couldn't resist any longer and I buried my cock into the twink. His cunt was so wet and silky, but it was clear that he was winding down from a long day of getting pounded, so he asked for a break after a while. During that break I started sucking the daddy and the twink told me if I wanted to sit on his dick for a bit I could. So I planted my ass on top of the twink's rigid cock and started to ride. It didn't take long before he wailed "I'm cumming" and flooded my hole. The daddy was laying next to the twink jerking his fat hairy meat. I slide off of the twink, moved over and sat on the daddy's rod. He put his hands behind his head to expose his ripe pits, that I fell face first into and breathed it in like a hit of natural poppers. Now hungry for his seed I pumped that dick with my freshly bred hole until he growled like a dog and released balls deep in me. When leaving, the daddy and I exchanged numbers. Then I rode my bike home, with cum leaking out of my ass. After taking off my running short-shorts I was wearing, I saw that they had a wet streak.

I still had the old guy’s number on my chest, and I wrote it down before I showered again to make sure I could text him sometime when I was horny. I feel asleep and dreamed of being fucked and tossed and turned and finally fell asleep. I slept through classes and called to see if I could book another session and the front desk said that there was only one spot available, and I could come in at 9 PM. I took it! She mentioned that it was NN Night. I asked here what that meant, and she said Nine Night. I did not think much of it, but for got to ask her how many I would be paid for. I could ask when I check in. I got around and headed to the site around 8:30 and got there just before nine. Oh, that is probably what the Ning Night means, and I proceeded to check in and ask how many I would get paid for tonight and she quickly answered nine. I thought that was great and this would be the most profitable night so far. I went back and I was given two doses and I got flush and hot but horny as fuck and I was led into a large room with a king-sized bed and blindfolded and soon two guys came in and started feeling me and my ass. One fed me his Thick 9-inch cock and then other at my hole, this went for ten minutes and then the guy I was sucking laid down and he guided me so I could ride his cock and he began fucking me and telling me what a great hole I have and then he held still, and the other guy pressed his dick at my hole, and I started to feel a sharp pain. I started to ask them to stop and then I felt and hurt a pop and the guy was inside me about an inch this fucking hurt but he kept pushing and the guy that I sucked sprayed a rag and stuck it in my mouth and I passed out a little and I must have relaxes my hole because he was inside me deep when I came to and they were both fucking me with their huge dicks. It still hurt some, but it was starting to feel good in between the sharp pain now and then and the guy who ate my ass shot inside me all over the other guy’s dick and pulled out and slapped my ass and told me I have a hot fucking pussy. He left and another guy came in and got behind me and told the guy under me to have me hit the impact and I did, and he slide in, and he pressed into me and two minutes later pain shot through me as they both fucked me, and I whimpered and begged them to stop. It was weird, I wanted them to stop the double penetration, but I did not want to stop getting fucked and the pain lasted about ten more minutes and the last two minutes I was moaning and then the guy under me shot inside me and so did the other guy. The second guy pulled out and the first guy rolled me off him and they both left. I could not stop feeling my hole, it was so open and wet and then I heard a guy come in and said, you the pussy for tonight boy. I lifted my legs and spread my ass to show him my hole and he said, the guy told me there was a real slut in her. He got on the bed and lined up his thick 9.5-inch dick and he was as thick as two of the other guys and he fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. He keeps fucking me and his dick got a little softer and then rock hard again and he told me I was in for a treat, and he got under me but kept his dick inside me and a guy came in and pressed my legs back and he pressed a long thinner dick inside me and that sent waves of pain as the guy fucked me for five minutes and then shot his load. The next guy was a little thick and he too fucked me for five minutes and shot inside me. This went on for four guy each with a thicker dick and then my hugged dicked friend fucked me and shot his load inside me, He remained inside me and told me what a good boy I was. He like the other older guy wrote his number on my chest and told me to call him. He said, I need some good pussy on the side, most guys cannot take me, and you are a fucking great fuck. Two more guys came in and fucked me and they both came inside me and the last guy to cum told me I was done for the night. I rested for twenty minutes thinking about all the hot dick and cum inside me and I walked to the shower and cum was dripping out of me and running down my leg. Once I was in the shower and huge amount of cum shot out with some blood as I farted out the cum and blood. I got my cash, and the receptionist gave me an envelope with a couple number in it with the guy’s stats and told me that for now they would not need me until next month, but these guy all wanted you to have their numbers. I was disappointed about no more cash, but glad guys liked me and wanted in me again. I was still horny, and I text my bud and asked him if he would play with my hole and he text me back yes! I arrived and he brought me back to his bedroom and again he had dildo’s out and one even bigger than last time and he blindfolded me and whispered in my ear that he had a surprise for me. He was feeding me his cock and a set of hands were touching my ass and hole and lubing up my hole and shoving lube inside me and his fingers slide in and he twisted them around and I moaned and soon he was working his thumb and he slapped my ass and my bud told me to breath and the guy worked his hand around and pressed at all different angles and eventually slide inside me and I gasped and screamed of Fuck, Oh Fuck, Holy Fuck and he kept moving his hand around and I relaxed around as my bud instructed me on how to breath and the guy fisted my hole for thirty minutes and eventually slide his dick inside me and came in me. The guy told me what a beautiful cunt I had and kissed my ass and lower back and then he went and cleaned up and left. I had dribbled cum and shot as he fisted me, but I was still horny and wanted my buddy to use me and he got in back and lubed up the second to largest dildo and fucked me with it and made me mown and then worked the bigger one inside me and twisted it around and stretched my hole and then slide his finger inside me and punched my hole over and over. He made me cum again. He then shot all over my puffy hole and worked it inside me and told me to shower and go home tonight. I was hoping he would let me stay but I listened and showered and left.

I don't just feast.....I WALLOW.....before we became obsessed with hygiene, sweat and it's accompanying odors was a part of the mating ritual....the same holds true for pubes!

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More active. As a regular attendee at group sex events pre-pandemic, this didn't really change for me. Yes, in the sense that the regular parties and bathhouses/saunas were officially closed. But I easily found difficulty finding quite a few unofficial/"underground" events to attend Those were invite-only of course, but as I work (off-camera) in the porn industry I had contacts for these types of parties (as I said the bathhouses/saunas were "officially" closed, some held private events). Notably, those underground parties seemed to be a lot piggier and hardcore than the typical official event prior to Covid - possibly selection bias that it was mainly the most piggy guys that were still attending things like that?

Yesterday on my way home from a weekend with my BF, I met up with a married buddy of mine - a hot little Brazilian cub - at an ABS near his work. It was about 1 in the afternoon, and the place had a fair number of (mostly older) guys there. My buddy and I met up in the parking lot and went in and he bought some poppers. We got in a booth together and he was all over me as soon as we got the door shut. Got our pants down and he started sucking me before I could even feed the meter. I sucked him some too, then he climbed up on the bench and begged me to eat his ass. It opened right up and I managed to get some lube out of my pocket and grease up while I was tonguing him. Then I stood up and sank my fat dick into his hole. He was in heaven, moaning and rocking and begging me to go deeper. I gave him a pretty thorough fucking, if not very long, and finished by blowing a huge 4-day load deep up inside him. We kissed a little more, wiped off and got dressed... finishing just as the quarters ran out. Total time: 10 minutes in the booth. Neither of us felt shortchanged in the least, and he is already texting me about next time.

Over the next few days I fell into a bit of a rhythm, getting tatted each morning, resting in the afternoon, and then taking toxic loads wherever and whenever Gus and Steve decided in the evenings. Sometimes locations and positions had to be changed to allow for minimal issues with my fresh ink, but what remained consistent is that while I was getting pounded I would only be wearing the jockstrap, the big new chain, and maybe some form of footwear. After a few days I was taken back to the piercing place to get the studs replaced with big chunky hoops, after which I was moved on to a salon to get my hair cut and shaved into a new style that just screamed "slut" when I finally saw the reflection. Eventually all the main ink work was done, and just in time too as I started to feel a bit rough. Guessing what was coming, Gus and Steve packed up what things I had at their place and drove me back to Aiden and Peter's apartment. I was welcomed back with big smiles and a lot of appreciation for my new look, before being ushered into bed. What followed I later learned was the 'fuck flu', and I felt about as bad as I had ever done. I was never entirely with it, but was occasionally aware of one or more of the guys being beside me and looking after me. I'm not even sure how many days it went on for, but finally the symptoms passed and I was able to get up and leave the bedroom. Aiden then took me to a clinic to get tested to confirm that I had now converted, before driving me back to Irwin's tattoo parlour to get the final part of the work done. That evening as I sat back at Peter and Aidan's place, trying not to fidget with the big biohazard sign adorning my right pec, they finally told me that I had been sick for so long that I had actually missed my flight home. They reassured me that they had sorted things for the time being with Home Affairs and that I hadn't gone AWOL somewhere in the country, but advised me to call my family and explain. It was then that I found myself wondering whether I really wanted to go back. Some of this was the fear of what might happen when everyone saw me, but by then I was also feeling like maybe I belonged in Sydney. I suspected Jurgen had been the one to buy me the big chain, and I sort of had an itching inside to explore that a bit more as I did really like the guy. I loved being somewhere so sunny, where I could wear a minimal amount and show off both my body and my new ink. I had grown really fond of Aiden and Peter, and actually felt a lot of warmth towards Gus and Steve. These guys all really knew me, accepted me for who I was, and had helped me to get there myself. Back home no-one did, and I suspected not one of my friends would understand or be able to get on board with it. I'd have to start over, in the grey drabness of Brexit Britain. After an evening of quietly contemplating all this, the next morning I spoke to Aiden about it. Being a lawyer, I thought he might know a bit more about whether it was even a possibility for me to stay if that's what I decided I wanted to do. It turns out they had been talking about whether to ask me if I would consider staying, and had even done the legwork on finding out how it might work. To cut a long story short, one filled with many conversations with my baffled family and a lot of red tape, I enrolled at the University of New South Wales after arranging a transfer of the place I had been offered at the University of Nottingham back in the UK. I stayed on in Australia under a student visa that allowed me to work, and got a job as a barista in a trendy coffee shop that seemed to appreciate having staff who were inked and pierced. I moved in with Jurgen, initially just taking a small box room he had for a notional rent, but in reality sleeping with him in his room each night as our relationship blossomed into something loving. He had indeed been the secret admirer who had bought me the chain, and over time he added to my collection with big chunky bracelets that I wore on each wrist. I tried to resist his spending on me, but in truth he earned an absolute fortune as a property developer while having few desires of his own other than what I could offer him in companionship. It was a bit of a sugar daddy relationship, but I eventually realised I loved him and certainly never took any of it for granted. I did make some friends at the university, particularly through an LGBTQ group, while also continuing to spend a lot of time with Peter and Aiden, Gus and Steve, and variously with all of their friends. Jurgen and I were not exclusive, and indeed he seemed to greatly enjoy watching other men fuck me, so there were regular parties that I would spend most of on my back or my hands and knees. I mostly stayed on meds, but occasionally would take a break from them when Gus and Steve had found another guy who wanted to be taken on a journey. Those were the only men for whom I would perform as a top, otherwise remaining a true cumdump bottom. After graduating I was able to arrange the necessary permits to stay in Australia and work, allowing me to really get into the world of coffee that I had found a bit of a passion for while working as a barista. I joined the team at a new start-up that eventually grew into a very successful roastery, and led on the opening of its first shop in Surry Hills a couple of years later. It didn't hurt that some of the delivery drivers I had hired happened to be guys I had recognised from various cruising spots I had been whored out in, giving me a regular supply of both coffee cups and toxic cum. About two years after I had graduated, I got an email from Jason, one of my old school friends back in London. I had largely lost contact with them all, other than through the sort of relationship you maintain on Facebook with people you don't really know anymore, so it was a bit of surprise when he reached out to me. He had joined his dad's business straight out of uni, was being sent to Sydney for six months to work on a project, and wanted to reconnect with me (I assumed so that he would have at least one person he knew in the city, not that he was modest enough to say so). I didn't reply immediately, as I hadn't actually got around to coming out to any of them, and assumed that my parents (who had visited during my third year at uni) wouldn't have said anything to them after they left the city in such a state of shame and disgust at who I had become. However, I eventually got back to him, let him know I would be happy to see him, that I was gay and in a relationship, and wasn't quite the person he once knew. He then took a few days to reply, but eventually did and still seemed to want to meet up. And so it was, a couple of weeks later he called me after he had arrived and got over the jet lag, keen to go out for a beer. I had pretty strong butterflies as I headed to the bar we had agreed to meet at, but felt a surge of self-confidence when I saw him do a clear double-take at his first sight of me as I walked towards his table. "Fucking hell James" he exclaimed as I got to the table. "What the fuck happened to you?" I smiled and winked as I sat down. "Told you I'd changed a bit" I said, clanking my big bracelets down on the table. "Fuck me" he replied, scanning my tatted arms, as well as the upper part of the biohazard that was visible thanks to my choice of a tight black low-cut tank top. "Your parents said you looked a bit different, but I had no fucking idea it was like this." I shrugged and picked up the bar menu that was on the table. "What else did they tell you?" I asked, not making eye contact. "Nothing" he replied, "they didn't seem to want to talk very much." "Figures" I muttered, recalling their faces when they too had first seen me. "And you're gay now" Jason said. "Yep" I replied, making and maintaining eye contact with him. "How did that happen?" he asked, before checking himself. "I mean, were you always or was it just..." "Just when I got spit-roasted on a beach?" I finished, causing him to flinch a little and look down, leading to a short uncomfortable silence. "You what?" he eventually asked, looking back up at me. "As I said" I replied, shrugging but not breaking eye contact. "The family gifted me a few nights at some posh resort up north, met a couple of guys there, ended up in bed with them, and the rest is history. Wasn't gay before, just maybe a bit curious, and now I'm all about the cock." I hadn't necessarily planned to be as direct and crass as I was being, maybe it was some sort of defence mechanism, but to be fair to Jason he was rolling with the punches. "You are, huh?" he said, smiling. "Never would have thought of you like that, but each to their own." We sat looking at each other for a few moments, before somehow moving past my revelations and lapsing into our old conversational style. Fortunately this was without some of the attempts to impress with macho bullshit that I had known Jason for in days gone by, and although he still came across as a bit cocky, it was familiar and comfortable and I ended up having quite a good evening with him. We talked about our families, lives now, our time at uni, what everyone else we mutually knew was up to, and so on. "So" he said, as we started to wind down towards the end of the night, "would it be OK if I met this sugar daddy boyfriend of yours." I must have been visibly a little startled that he was wanting to see more of this other life I now had. "I mean, I don't know anyone else here" he continued, "and I'd like to hang out with you again so I should probably get to know your other half." "Er, yeah, sure" I replied. "I mean, you could come over for dinner, or drinks, or something. There's fucking awesome views from our terrace." "That would be nice" he said. "Got to meet this guy who turned the school stud into someone who is "all about the cock."" He winked as he said that. "Well actually it wasn't..." I started, before stopping. "Never mind. OK, sure, I'll text you once I've spoken to him." We wrapped up shortly after, and I got up to head out. However, as I was walking away I briefly turned back to see Jason's gaze firmly fixed on me, with a wistful sort of expression on his face. I realised then that things could be about to take an interesting turn...

I slept for hours, finally being woken by the amount of light in the bedroom. I soon needed an urgent piss, and as I got up, donned the now rather used leather jockstrap I had left on the floor, and headed for the bedroom door I noticed a real ache in my rear end. Those guys the previous night had really done a number on me. While I urinated, some of the things Gus and Steve said to me the night before went back through my head and I felt a significant churn in my stomach at the prospect of what might await me. If anything I was more nervous about this next stage than I had been about getting pozzed, presumably because they clearly intended to change how I looked and that wasn't going to be something I could just hide from friends and family back home. I stood at the toilet for a while after my flow had finished, before drawing a couple of deep breaths, washing my hands and then heading downstairs. I was only wearing the jockstrap, but assumed there would be no issue with that. Gus and Steve were in the kitchen drinking coffee, and both looked up at me and smiled as I came in. "Morning" said Gus. "You sleep well boy?" "Hi" I replied. "Yes sir." "Good lad" said Steve. "Ready for the day?" asked Gus, giving me a sly smile. "I don't know" I replied. "What will you be...be doing to me Sir?" I continued. "Nothing you don't want" said Steve, giving me a more gentle look than Gus was. "We'll be taking you to a few places, giving you a few options, and then you can decide for yourself." I nodded and looked down at the floor. "What sort of places?" I asked. "Just wait and see" said Gus. "Now" said Steve, getting up and heading across the room, "you can't go out like that, so Aid has dropped these over for you." He handed me a cloth bag, which when I looked inside appeared to have some of my clothes. "He also left this for you" said Steve, turning round and picking up a box off the counter that he also then handed to me. I opened it up to reveal another smaller, flatter box inside, which seemed pretty fancy and heavy. I opened it up, to be confronted with the largest silver chain I had ever laid eyes on. "Wh..." I mumbled, looking up at the two of them. "Don't ask us" said Steve. "He told us it was a gift for you from an admirer." I plonked the box down and lifted the chain out, only then realising just how heavy it was. At least an inch wide, it had to weigh a kilo or more. "Well" said Gus, "you better put it on." I hesitated, and then undid the boxy clasp and put it around my neck and re-secured it. It felt so heavy, but also so good. "Sexy stuff" said Steve, winking at me. "Someone must really have a thing for you." I turned towards the oven to get a bit of a glimpse of my reflection in the glass, and loved what I saw. I had never worn any jewellery, nor even thought about doing so, but I was immediately taken with how this beast of a chain looked on me. Gus had begun rummaging through both boxes the gift had been in, but then turned towards me and shrugged. "No card, no nothing" he said. "But someone you've put out for must really have wanted to see you in this." I stood gazing at my reflection for a bit longer, before I felt a sharp slap on my exposed buttcheeks. "Enough of the self-loving" said Steve as he bounced away from me. "Get some proper clothes on over that jockstrap, then have something to eat. The coffee's hot." About an hour later I had eaten, and was dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a tight black tank top, whilst the new chain was on full display. We then headed out in their car again, driving a little while to a set of shops on a quiet road in some part of the city I didn't recognise. I still didn't have my mobile phone, so remained in the dark once more about where on earth in Sydney I was, something I was getting used to as I largely just did what the guys told me to. After parking the car we wandered up to a tattoo parlour, which hadn't yet opened so we paused on the pavement outside to have a cigarette. In time the owner appeared on the other side of the door to turn over the Open sign, and then we went in. "G'day Gus, Steve" said the owner, a big bear of a man wearing a muir cap. "What can I do for you today?" "This is the friend we called you about the other day" replied Gus. "He's here to see what you're proposing." "Ah, I thought so" replied the owner, looking me up and down. "Got yourself a bit of a stud this time. Well, let's get to it then." This time, I thought, as we headed through a curtain into a back room. Clearly I wasn't the first to be going on this journey. The owner walked over to an island desk, and pulled out a portfolio from a shelf below it. He opened it up at a certain page, and then turned it around towards me. I slowly walked over to see a series of sketches on a generic man's body of an array of tattoo art, including some designs on the upper arms and lower legs. However, what really caught my attention were the sketches from the front and back, the former showing a large biohazard design on one of the pecs, whilst the back one had a scorpion design below the neck and then fairly large letters on the upper buttocks spelling out CUM DUMP. My eyes must have widened significantly, as both Gus and Steve started laughing. "What do you think, boy?" chuckled Gus. "I..." I mumbled, unable to really form words. Was this really what they wanted to put on me? Could I say no? Did I even want to say no? Why was my dick getting hard? "You don't have to say yes or no now" said Steve. "What Irwin here is going to do is draw on some of this with a marker so you can see how you feel about it for a few days. Then, if you want it, you can get his brother in London to actually ink it in when you get home." I stood there staring at the images, before a wave of calm mixed with euphoria rushed over me. "No" I said. "No?" asked Gus. "No marker" I said quietly. "I want the needle." I'm not sure where this was coming from, but I also knew I was sure about it. Maybe it was a rash decision, but as I stood there looking at the sketches of some generic man, I somehow realised who I was and what I needed to be. I *was* a cumdump. I *was* probably well on my way to being poz. Why not just be that man? "Are you sure?" asked Steve, who looked a little ruffled as I turned to face him. "You don't have to." "No, I want to" I said, then turning to the man whose name I now knew was Irwin. "When can we start?" "Blimey boy, you don't beat around the bush do you?" he replied. "Well, I've got no bookings this morning so we can start right now. But it will take a few sittings to get it all done." "Fine" I said, maintaining eye contact with him. "Let's start on my arse and then work through the rest from there." My sudden and unexpected determination was clearly not something any of them had been prepared for, but things soon moved on and Irwin got me prepped to begin. Gus and Steve hung around for a bit, but decided to head on out to pick up some of the other things they had initially planned just to show me, given I was clearly up for a big change. Getting tattooed hurt, there's no denying it, but I barely flinched or uttered a noise as Irwin began to transform my smooth, tanned, unadulterated skin. By the end of a marathon session he had adorned my behind with its permanent advert to other men, the outline of the scorpion on my upper back was mostly done, and he'd even made a start on my arms. The biohazard would come when I had truly converted. Gus and Steve picked me up later on, and took me to another place in some other suburb. There, while working around my need to not sit down on the new letters stamped on my behind, my ears were pierced and big silver studs put in them, and my nipples got the same treatment. It all hurt like fuckery, but I seemed not to care. From there we went home, and I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening in various positions trying to get comfortable, smoking to deal with my restlessness, and eventually riding their cocks and taking their viral loads in a bid to feel something more pleasurable. By the time I went to bed my head was somehow both numb and super busy. In the space of a couple of days I had gone from being a hot young guy with any future he wanted ahead of him to someone who was permanently marked as a poz cumdump slut both on the outside and, probably soon, the inside as well. How would anyone at home ever understand? Would I even be able to resume any degree of normal life? Would I be rejected by everyone I knew and loved? These thoughts, and the pain in various parts of my body, plagued me for hours until sleep took me and I passed out.

I awoke later in the day while it was still light outside, and spent a few confused moments wondering where I was. However, as I noticed the leather accessories I was still wearing and the ache in my rear end, it all came flooding back to me. Yes, I had really spent the night in a dingy warehouse sex club, taking load after load of toxic cum. My stomach churned at the thought, and yet my dick started to harden again. I lay in the bed for a while, staring at the ceiling as I processed everything in my head. Although it hadn't entered my mind since I had arrived in Sydney and resumed my role as Peter and Aidan's personal cumdump, I now knew that all prospects for going back to my old life were gone. I was never again going to be the popular, hunky, athletic jock with a string of girlfriends and female suitors. I was never again going to be the alpha. But, I found myself wondering, did I really care? Was that ever who I actually wanted to be? Sure, I loved being athletic and sporty, and I seemed to be both comfortable and happy making lots of friends and being popular. However, maybe the girlfriends thing was me just playing a role. Maybe my ever-present curiosity about what it would be like to be with a man indicated that it was really a suppressed desire. The willingness with which I had submitted in the Whitsundays, the cock hunger I had exhibited as I made my way around the country, and the peace and calm I had felt while living with the guys in their apartment and taking several loads a day all seemed to indicate that my true nature had now been found. After realising that I could still be the popular sporty guy if I wanted, but just one who lived a different kind of life to all the colour-by-numbers types who normally inhabited that role, I felt at peace and ready to face whatever the rest of the day was going to hold. I therefore hauled myself out of the bed, opened the door and wandered off to see what the rest of this house was like and who exactly the two kind-faced gents were who had brought me back here after participating in my gang-pozzing. As it happened there didn't seem to be anyone about, but I found a note that had been left for me on a table by the front door. I was invited to make myself comfortable, eat or drink anything I wanted from the kitchen, and get myself cleaned up in the guest shower room by the back door whenever I fancied. A loose-fitting pair of shorts and a tank top had been left for me in there, so after having a couple of glasses of water I took up their offer and had a long, hot shower. Sensing that it was expected of me, I also detached the shower head and used the hose to get my innards cleaned out. Once all dried off and dressed in the clothes they had left, I made my way out into their little back garden to smoke a cigarette from the pack that had been left with the note. I was sat at a chair in the kitchen eating some scrambled eggs on toast I had made when the two guys came back from wherever they had been, about half an hour after I had got up. They were both shorter than me and a bit chubby, with a range of tattoos visible on their limbs and each sporting a significant piercing or two. The one with a big nose ring introduced himself as Gus, while his partner with the chunky hoop earrings told me he was called Steve. They told me they were friends of Peter and Aidan's, and had been hearing about me since the other two had got back from Queenslands. "I hope you're feeling well rested" said Gus, "you have a long night ahead of you." "Yes sir" I replied, sensing I should maybe adopt the submissive role. "Good boy" said Steve, "it's right that you should know your place now." "Yes sir" I replied again. "What will I be doing tonight?" "Tonight, boy, you're going alfresco" said Gus. "Alfresco?" I asked. "Yes boy" said Steve. "There's a special place by the river where you'll be the star attraction tonight." "We've put a couple of little bootie calls out for you" said Gus, "and there will be plenty of others passing by who will want a piece of you." I looked between them, and then down at the floor. "Sir...will they all be pozzing me?" I asked. Gus laughed. "I can't vouch for all of them boy, but the guys we've invited along are definitely very toxic." "Plus you'll get a few more loads from each of us, and we practically have AIDS" laughed Steve. I visibly winced at that last comment, while continuing to stare at the floor. "Don't be scared boy" said Gus, coming over to me and rubbing my back. "From what Pete and Aid have told us, this is who you are meant to be. But that doesn't mean you can't go on meds when we've finally converted you, just like they have. You can be a perfectly normal, healthy jock, who just happens to be a poz cumdump." I nodded again. "Thank you sir" I said quietly. "I think that's what I want." "OK, good" said Steve. "Well, we'll focus on getting you pozzed, and then Pete and Aid can talk to you about the rest before you go home." Despite all this talk of me knowingly and deliberately catching this disease, their comforting words seemed to sort out the muddle in my head, at least temporarily. We then spent the next couple of hours sat in the garden chatting, smoking, eating and drinking, and I found that I actually really liked the pair of them. I was actually feeling grateful that I got to be taken care of by them during this journey I was on. Once night had fallen they decided we better get ready, which involved little for me other than another clean-out and then putting back on the leather jockstrap from last night to wear under the loose shorts. Gus and Steve changed completely so that they were back in leathers, and then they proceeded to spray me from head to toe with insect repellent. "We want you pozzed, not eaten alive" said Gus as he rubbed the stuff up my inner thighs. "You'll also want to get some of this inside you" said Steve, handing me a tube of lube. "Once the guys get started on you later, you'll only have their loads to lube you." I duly squirted some out and rubbed it into my hole, then pulled my shorts back up and slipped the tube into one of the pockets. I then put on a pair of flip-flops Gus threw on the floor for me, and headed out the door with them into what appeared to be a quiet suburb. This time they walked me to fairly conservative looking car rather than the van they'd brought me home in last time, meaning I got to enjoy the view out the window as we drove. Sitting in the back seat I was also able to quietly finger and loosen myself up, adding more of the lube to really get myself ready. I didn't know Sydney enough to recognise anything for quite a while, so was still just as in the dark about where their house was as I had been the night before. However, at some point we were suddenly close to a big stadium that I realised meant we had reached the former Olympic Park, and from there it was only a bit more driving into increasingly quiet areas before we stopped at a giant, deserted car park and got out. From there it was a bit of a trek through some trees and fields until we arrived at a spot near the water that seemed to be completely secluded, with the only people around being three guys who seemed to be waiting for our arrival. "Here he is boys" announced Gus, as he and Steve led me towards an old mattress that had a large barrel standing next to it. "Get him over the barrel" one of the men said, which resulted in Steve urging me towards it. We stopped just in front of it, and he grabbed my shorts and pulled them down, encouraging me to step out of them. He left the tank top on me, and I bent forward to rest my hands on the barrel. "OK boys" said Steve, "get to pozzing!" So my night truly began...

It had been some hours since I was delivered to this place by Peter and Aidan, and I was starting to show signs of wear and tear. I had stopped counting loads at twenty, and that was quite a long time ago. When I had first walked in the room, I was set upon by a group of men of all shapes and sizes who swarmed around me and began groping and rubbing me all over. One had eventually encouraged me to bend over a little, before a whole succession of them took turns rimming and fingering me. Eventually I started to be given several huffs of poppers that got my head swimming, before I was suddenly pulled up, pushed towards a rig in the corner, turned around and lifted off my feet and into a sling. Before I really knew what was happening my ankles were raised and pushed through some leather hoops, and then my wrists had been lifted and secured to the chains using the cuffs I was wearing. The rimming had continued for some time after that, but eventually moved on to a lot more fingering. I repeatedly felt them nicking my insides with their nails while they were doing this, causing me to wince and yell out until a big chubby bear turned my head to the side and stuck his girthy cock down my throat to silence me. He didn’t pull it out until the first of the cocks had been pushed up inside me and the fucking had begun. Every single man in the room had fucked and bred me while I was in the sling, ordering me to take their “toxic loads”, “hot loads” and “personal strains”. I was strangely numb during all of this, just looking up at each of them as they pounded me hard. All of them had tattoos of some description, including biohazard symbols, scorpions, skulls and crossbones, and one of them with a giant cobra winding down his torso to the snake’s flared, open mouth above his groin. I concluded these were all markings to indicate their status as aggressive poz fuckers. Once I had been bred in the sling by everyone, I was allowed a bit of respite and fresh air in a small courtyard out the back. I chose to stand to get the blood back into my arms and legs, which invited several men to come up behind me and push their cocks into my sloppy rear end. At some point a cigarette was pushed between my lips, and I happily stood there and smoked a couple while being gently fucked. I had enjoyed smoking a bit as a teenager, and as I stood in this place knowingly having a deadly virus repeatedly pumped into my backside, my previous health concerns about puffing on cigarettes seemed to fade. In due course I was then taken back inside, pushed onto a padded bench, strapped down and a blindfold put on me. A pair of headphones was then put over my ears, blocking out almost all sound and pushing me into a state of sensory deprivation. From then on all I could feel was the hard pounding I was taking up the arse, as well as the taste and stretching of the occasional cock pushed into my mouth and down my throat. Based on the tang of blood and cum on some of them, I guessed they were fresh from breeding me. This is how my night continued. Time seemed to lose all meaning, so I never knew how long I had been in each position before I was released, taken back outside and allowed to drink some water and smoke a few more cigarettes. However, the final time I was escorted outside (after having been on my knees on a mat taking a succession of double-fuckings) dawn had broken. There were considerably fewer men present by then, and my final stint indoors was a more sedentary affair as I got on all fours and took a few low-energy spitroastings. Once it was all over, I was hauled to my feet by a couple of hairy, slightly chubby guys in leather while everyone else remaining headed out and left. The two guys had surprisingly gentle expressions on their faces, and took the time to check how I was. They then escorted me through a side door to a filthy bathroom where I was able to take a quick shower while still dressed in all the the leather gear, and then once they dried me off with a raggedy towel they led me out of the building to a white van. I was put in the back, which was fitted out with a dirty mattress, and then they climbed in the front and set off. As there were no windows in the back I just lay on the mattress, braced myself against the sides and closed my eyes, passing out into a deep sleep almost immediately. I therefore had no idea how long we had been driving when I was awoken by one of the guys opening up the back door to allow the fluorescent light of a garage to pour in. I climbed out and then followed them into a house attached to the garage, which I was surprised to find was just an ordinary dwelling. “Here you go” said one of the guys, “welcome to the Moulin Spooge.” “The Moulin Spooge?” I croaked. “Just a fun little name we have for our home” replied the other. “Now, let’s get you to bed so you have some energy for this evening.” “This evening?” I asked. “Round two” he replied. I sighed, too tired to even ask any more. I allowed them to lead me into a bedroom, where I collapsed onto the bed face first. I felt my legs being lifted and my boots removed, before sleep took me over and I passed out, not knowing what the evening would bring but knowing I would take it all.

Anybody else that love the smell of piss? I remember before transition when going into a public bathroom with urinals and just getting smacked in the face with the stench of piss. I secretly loved that smell. Now I would definitely like to play with it. Thoughts about scent marking like a animal is hot as fuck! Piss smells really trigger my piggy side and I love it. Same for anyone else?

The journey to the life I now lead began on my 19th birthday, in the tropical setting of the Whitsunday Islands in Australia. I was there for my gap year before university, and while I was mostly staying in cheap hostels on my trip, my family had paid for me to stay for a few nights at a luxury resort in the Whitsundays for my birthday. At the time I would rather they had just given me the money, but hey. I had arrived relatively late one night, and after the best sleep of my trip so far, I had spent the day relaxing by the pool and on the beach, taking full advantage of the free food and drink at the all-inclusive resort. That evening, as I sat by the pool and sipped on the champagne cocktail I had chosen to splash out a bit of extra cash to buy to celebrate my birthday, I kept noticing a couple of guys eyeing me up. They looked to be in their 40s or maybe early 50s, they were both pretty rugged and muscled, and the matching rings they wore suggested they were a couple. They would look away when I caught their eye, but each time their gaze would fall on me again shortly after. It was clear they were interested in me, and the longer this went on and the more of the cocktail I drank, the more fervent the butterflies in my stomach got. I was the popular kid at school. Tall, athletic, and apparently good looking based on the interest girls showed in me. My involvement in virtually every sport going, as well as a regime of training at the gym from the age of 16, had given me a great body that I continued to work on in Australia, even though I had to make do with lifting rocks at the beach rather than working out in an actual weight room. My time in the sun Down Under had also resulted in a nice tan all over, and I continued to shave much of my body hair to remain smooth and allow my muscles to really shine. My normally dark blond hair had lightened under the sun, and I kept it short and simply styled. I had lost my virginity at 15, and had a steady stream of girlfriends until I left for Australia. Indeed, I had also hooked up with quite a few women on my trip. However, I did have a curiosity about guys too. Not a longing or desire as such, but I did occasionally wonder what it would be like to be with a man. As the older couple continued to leer at me, and the alcohol loosened my inhibitions, I decided to see where this would go so I could perhaps satisfy that curiosity. To cut a not particularly long story short, before the day was out I was on my hands and knees on their bed, experiencing my first spitroast. The two guys, Aidan and Peter, were energetic and just the right amount of aggressive in their regular alternation between my front and back ends, such that I was rarely without both their sizeable cocks inside me. I loved it, and got to enjoy taking several loads from each of them up my arse and down my throat before dawn broke. For the remainder of my time in the Whitsundays I served as their cumdump. We spent almost all our time together, and I got to know them as kind and generous guys who had had to get creative with their sex lives given they were a pair of pure tops who had happened to fall hopelessly in love with one another. I, meanwhile, explored this new-found passion I had for bottoming, and was basically open to anything they wanted to show me. Double-fucking, bondage, fisting – you name it, we did it. They had travelled to the islands prepared for whatever they found, meaning I could be fully inducted into the ways of mansex with all the supplies you would ever need. We parted ways when my stay at the resort came to an end but with a promise that I would give them a call when I arrived in Sydney, which I had decided would be the city I stayed in for a longer period to find some work and earn some money before I set off on my travels again. Sure enough, a few weeks later I got in touch with them as I prepared to leave Melbourne, and was pleased when they insisted I save money on a hostel by staying with them for a bit. It wasn’t said directly but clearly implied that my rent would be paid with my holes, which I was absolutely fine with. Despite not being entirely sure about myself after I left the islands, and continuing to sort of believe I'd get a girlfriend back in the UK at some point, I soon found that I had an almost unquenchable desire to be fucked again. I had therefore been happily taking cock across the country as I travelled around, using hook-up apps, bars and even the odd public park as my means of meeting men. Despite being barebacked by Peter and Aidan, I had played safe thereafter and made every guy who got inside me use a condom. I wasn’t to know that I would never use one again as I boarded the bus to Sydney. I ended up staying with them for several months, occasionally going off travelling for a couple of weeks at a time, but otherwise working in a couple of shops, hitting the gym regularly, taking in all the entertainment and amenities Sydney had to offer, and then getting loaded up at night. Aidan and Peter enjoyed hosting parties, and I was soon one of the attractions on offer in their luxury apartment when their friends came to visit, often donning a skimpy waiter’s outfit over my increasingly muscular frame to notionally serve drinks and canapes to their guests but actually more so there was something for the various male visitors to rip off. For some reason I never asked anyone to use condoms, trusting in Peter and Aidan to look out for me. I even gained a sort of boyfriend in their close friend Jurgen, a Swedish ex-pat who lived nearby and had always been a regular dinner guest, and who now borrowed me on regular occasions to spend the night with him. In essence, I had become a very happy and well looked after manwhore. However, it was all too quickly the end of my time in Australia. Given the fun I was having and the money I was earning, I decided to cancel my plans to head over to New Zealand for a month and instead just stay in Sydney longer and then head straight back to the UK from there in August, prior to starting my university degree in late September. A couple of weeks before I left for the long journey home, Aidan and Peter let me know that they had organised a very special party for me to see me off, which I would ‘never forget’. They were tight-lipped on the detail, but I had to promise to keep myself free for the weekend, and be fully clean and ready by 8pm on the Friday so the festivities could begin. Friday evening came around, and at 8pm on the dot Aidan and Peter arrived home carrying a couple of shopping bags. They ordered me to strip, and then gradually tossed me bits of gear from the bags to get dressed into. By the end of it, I was standing before them in big heavy black leather boots, a tight-fitting pair of leather chaps, a black leather jock, a multi-strap leather harness, and a fat padded leather collar with red trim and matching cuffs. They seemed pretty happy, and I had to admit I loved the look too, mentally adding “leather fetish” to the list of things I was finding out about myself. We left the apartment and headed to their BMW in the basement car park, from where Aidan drove us for some time to an industrial area. We left the main roads and entered the back alleys, and eventually parked up behind what looked like a warehouse. There were a few men hanging around outside the door smoking, some in bits of leather but others dressed more casually, and they all turned and looked as I emerged from the car and walked with Aidan and Peter towards them, sizing me up and down as I approached. “This the boy, Pete?” asked one of them as we got closer. “Yes, ready and waiting” Peter replied. “Cool” said the man. “Get him inside and then you can be on your way.” I turned my head to Peter as Aidan urged me forward to the door. “What’s going on?” I asked. “Where are you two going?” “We’ll explain inside” Peter replied, not making eye contact with me. I had been nervously excited on the drive over, but now just felt exclusively nervous as the night seemed to be taking a bit of an unexpected turn. However, I trusted the two of them, so allowed them to lead me through the door and into the building, which was dimly lit and seemed to be deserted. They led me across an empty warehouse space and through another door, beyond which I could hear some low thumping music and lots of muffled male voices. Aidan closed that door behind me, and then they stopped and turned to face me. “What’s going on?” I asked again. “Well boy, this is how it is” Aidan replied. “You are a cumdump. A natural. You didn’t know it before you met us, but there’s no going back, is there?” I shook my head after a pause. “So” continued Peter, “tonight we’re helping you to complete your transformation to what you really are.” “The guys here tonight will be taking care of your needs for the next few days” said Aidan, “and then we’ll take care of you before you go home to London and start living your life the way you’re meant to.” “What does that mean?” I asked, my voice slightly high and shaky. “It means, boy” replied Peter, “that you need to be free of any constraints so you can get that perfect arse of yours fucked by anyone and everyone.” “It means” continued Aidan, “that you will be taking loads tonight that will change you forever, and for the better.” It started to dawn on me what they were talking about, and I felt a sinking feeling replace the nerves. Peter and Aidan were intending to get me pozzed. “You understand, don’t you boy?” said Peter. I looked down and nodded. “Yes sir” I replied, referring to him in a way I had only previously done during some evenings of role play. “I think you want it” said Peter, “and I know you need it.” After a pause I nodded again, saying nothing. My heart was kind of breaking, and yet I couldn’t deny that my cock was rapidly hardening in the confines of the leather jock. This didn’t go unnoticed. “Thought so” said Aidan. “We’ve known a lot of cumdumps over the years, and can always tell which ones just need a little push to give themselves over to their true nature. You, boy, are a classic case.” I just stood there looking at my feet, my mind seemingly both racing while also going blank. I knew I could just get out of there and stop this, but somehow I also knew I would be seeing this through. “What you don’t know is that we’re both undetectable” said Peter. “In fact, pretty much everyone who’s fucked you in this city is.” “What does that mean?” I asked. “It means that we’re all on meds and shooting blanks” said Aidan. “The guys in here tonight are the exact opposite, and you won’t be leaving here until you’re riddled with the bug.” “But this is your last chance” said Peter. “If you want to back out now then we’ll take you home.” When I said nothing, Peter smiled and patted me on the back, before turning and pressing a button on the wall. Moments later, another door opened and the corridor we were standing in filled with noise. I stood and looked towards it, until Aidan gently pushed me in that direction. However, this time they didn’t come with me, and as I approached the door I turned to look at them. “Have fun, boy” Peter said. “When you’re ready your bed will be waiting for you.” I nodded, then then turned towards the door and walked through.

My name is Gabe, I am a poor college kid who is always looking for places to get money. I have donated blood, plasma and applied for several studies. I was searching for a study and could not find one and suddenly I opened an email about a study that was testing sex and brain waves. It said it paid top dollar. I answered the email and asked for more information. The email back asked the following: 1) Gay, Straight or Bi? 2) Ever have sex without a condom? 3) Currently on any medications? 4) Neg. You will be paid for each session, based on your answered you will be sent another questionnaire or a disqualification letter. I sent off the answers. I disclosed that I am bi, I have twice in the past two years fucked without a condom and I am not currently on any medications and yes, I am neg and clean from all std’s. I half expected to get an email back that I was rejected. A day later I received another email that I made it to phase two: It stated that all participants have been fully screened and tested regularly and the texting will go for six weeks three times a week, although you may participate more you will be required to participate three times minimum a week. The study will gauge your brain waves as you have sex. We have male female groups and all male groups, please register for one of the groups below. 1) Would you like to be in the male/female groups or in the male group? 2) Comfortable with bareback since all participants have been tested? 3) If the original group, you requested would you be open to joining the second group? It took me a minute to respond but after rereading the first email I decided to respond. I picked the straight group and yes, I was good with bareback. I agreed to go to the male group if the straight group was full. I opened the email and it read” Congratulations, you have been accepted into the group and since your first choice was full you have been placed in the male group. When you have sex with men are you a top, bottom or versatile? My email back asked when this would start, and I am versatile but more of a bottom. The next day an email shot back, that read good, you have been placed in the study as a bottom. You received the last open slot, and the study is now full. Your presence will be needed at your orientation on Tuesday. Please come cleaned out and ready for your first experience. You will be paid $100.00 for this first visit. I was excited, it looked like I could make $300.00 a week and that kind of money would change my life and even more if I participated more. I could not wait for Tuesday to get here and when it finally did, I cleaned up and out and headed over to what looked like an abandon building and entered door C of this old warehouse. It was built out like an office and there were other guys in there filling out paperwork but when I registered and gave my license and filled out a form I was escorted back to a room. In came a guy in a white coat like a doctor. He asked me to get undressed and did not even give me a robe. He checked me out, took my blood and examined my penis, balls and hole. He said there would be study medication and you can take it anally or intervenes. If you do anally you will receive $50.00 each visit but if you, do it intravenously you will receive $100.00. You will also have no limit the number of guys fuck you each night, but you will only get paid for a max of four a night. Each guy who cums inside you will ad $25.00 to your total for the night. You will be paid in cash at the end of the night. He then attached electrodes to my head and put a cap on me and then shared that I would be blindfolded for all experiments and the wave lengths would be taken on my brain activity. I thought this was weird but really needed the money. He led me into a large room, and it had a fuck bend and he placed me in it and restrained me and pulled the cap down over my eyes and then handed me a call button. He explained that I could hit the button once if you want another cock and twice if you are ready to go home for the night. The guy left and I pressed the button once, a guy came in and lifted my head and fucked my mouth and then went back and began to eat my ass and I love my ass eaten. He was good at it, and he made me moan and then he lubed up his big dick and slide it inside me and he was bigger than I had taken in a while, but I eventually got used to it and he fucked me for five minutes and shot his load inside me. He came back and make me clean his dick and left. I waited till he was gone and hit the button for number two. This guy just came over to my ass and lubed up and fucked me for ten minutes nice and slow and then he picked it up and eventually shot his load inside me. He felt amazing since the first guy and opened me up. I hit the button again and the next guy came in and he pulled up my head and kissed me and asked me to hit the button again. He said a buddy of his was next in line and he wanted to share me with him. I hit it and I felt hands on me and the guy who kissed me said, you are one lucky boy. He Stood up and fed me his cock had to be 9” and it was thick, and he fucked my mouth and then told his buddy it was his turn and he wet to my ass and slide slowly his big dick inside me. He fucked me for five minutes while hid buddy kissed me and then slides his dick in my mouth and this fucker must have been 11 inches. The first guy said, you want some of this tight ass. The new guy said fuck yea. they traded places and the first guy came over and started feeding me poppers as the new guy slowly inched his dick inside me and fuck no one has ever been that deep inside me and once he bottomed out the guy feeding me poppers said, I did not want you to miss out on that big dick boy. They fucked me for an hour trading off and on and finally both blowing their load deep in me and leaving. I was worn out and needed a break so I hit the button twice and a guy came in and unfastened me and told me hot to get to the showers and that my cash would be waiting for me at the front desk. I showered up and headed to the front desk and got my cash. The woman there handed me a note from the second to last guy. I am not supposed to do this but one of your guys really likes you and wants you to get in touch with him. I thanked her and told her I was not say a word. I put his number along with the appointment card in my pocket, I needed to be back her on Thursday. I tried to schedule for Wednesday, but they were all out of slots and she booked me for Thursday, Friday and Saturday. She said that was as far out as she could book. I went home and thought I should be satisfied but I was still horny, so I text the guy. I just said Hi, you fucked me at the study tonight. He sent back a text that read, you are a hot little bottom. I need more of your ass boy, want to come over? I hesitated but text him that I was still horny and sure. I had no idea what he looked like, but I needed him to fuck me. I arrived twenty minutes later, and he answered the door, he was a rally good looking blonde guy, tall and lean and he asked me in and then leaned down to kiss me. He said he was glad that I came over and he wanted me to himself sometime, but a couple buddies stopped by, and he asked if I would blow them. I said yes and when I went in, they were already watching porn, straight porn. I got in front of the hottest one and began to suck his dick and he was moaning and then moved over to the other guy who had the bigger dick, but he was not hot. I sucked him while the good-looking guy repositioned me so he could watch porn and breed me, and he proceeded to fuck me till he came and got dressed and left while the other guy took his place and fucked me and show inside and left. My new fiend came over and lead me to the bedroom and at my hole and then fucked me and after an hour we fell asleep, and I awoke with him fucking me again in the morning and shooting inside me. I slept through my morning classes but make it to the afternoon classes and I got another text from my hot blonde. Hey babe, it was hot last night. If you are not busy how about you come by tonight? I text him that I was tired from being up last night and he said no worries if you change your mind, I am sure I can give you a boost, so you are not tired anymore. I had never been fucked so much in my life and I was horned up talking to this hottie and I told I could come over at 7 tonight. He said perfect babe. David, I later found out his name sent a text to a group of guys and four of them responded. The two straight guy from last night and two other guy one straight and one gay. The gay guy was the huge dick from Tuesday. It happened like before but this time he kissed me at the door and then pulled my shorts down and lubed up my ass and slide one and then another shard in my ass and then proceeded to kiss me. I started to get warm and hornier, and I was no longer tired, and he told me the straight guy needed my mouth and ass and I walked in and started to suck the big, dicked guy first and then the hot guy and the big, dicked guy fucked me ten minutes and shot his load in me. Then the good-looking guy used me calling me a whore and slut and I loved him inside me and once he was done, he made me clean him off and then spit in my mouth. I swallowed it instinctively. My hot buddy came over and kissed me and fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me and then put me on all fours and told me to stay like that and put a blindfold on me. The huge, dicked guy from Tuesday had arrived and he mounted me and slide his huge dick inside me as my new friend fed me poppers and I moaned and whimpered as this guy brutalized my hole and then finally came inside me. He fed me his dick and I sucked him clean and the told me I was becoming a better bottom. Keep up the good work you little whore. He then left and the blonde guy told me what a good bottom I was. He told me I should go home, unless I wanted more cum. If so, I have a buddy who would like you to stop by, he does not live far from here. I was getting dressed and he text me the address as if I was going even though I had not said I was. I left and he text that the guy would have a blindfold on the door handle, and I was to come inside, undress and put the blindfold on and he would come and get me. I was almost to his place, and I half wanted to turn back but I kept walking and got to a really nice place and went to the door and there was a blindfold, and I went in and got undress and put the blindfold on and a guy appeared and said, we are lucky to have you tonight. I almost told him no I had to go since I had only thought it was one guy, but I was already there, and he had already started to guide me through his place to a bedroom. He placed me on the bed and another guy got in front of me and fed me his cock and a third guy got behind me and slide his cock inside me and fucked me for four or five minutes and shot inside me. In the end I had taken five more loads and the guy guided me back to the door and told me to wait a minute and then I could take the blindfold off and get dressed and leave. Then he whispered, great fucking ass, you make a great cum dump. I got dressed and left and wondered what the fuck I was doing. I went home and promised I would not fuck outside the study again. I tried to jack off but I could not get my dick hard so I rolled over and fell asleep.

Gotta say, I am turned on with Men, but I do love pit hair, sniffing, licking, chewing, tasting and pit hair smells. Do you? Or do you prefer shaved, Do you shave yours or just let it grow? Does pit hair not interest you? Or do you feast on it?

The more the better. Love a man covered in fur ..

Love pit hair, and pubes too. Get my face and whole head in there, covered in my man's smells

PART 5 Adam was breathing heavily from two more men using his cunt and I told him to go rinse off, but not lose the plug or use much soap. Wanted him to smell sexy but not rank. He quickly jumped up and went into the bathroom again and I could hear him running the shower. Josh said, “fuck man, that was so hot. I loved watching both of them breed him. They just…..used him like a hole.” He came over and sat next to me on the bed and passed me a shotgun from the bong. I laughed “he IS a fucking hole, dude. He knows it and every other man does too. He lives for dick in his ass. It’s his favorite thing in the world. You should try it sometime.” Josh laughed nervously and said “I dunno. It looks like it hurts, but he sure loves cock in his ass. This stuff is making me so fuckin horny.” He reached down and played with his cock, which was rock hard. The cialis was still working. I leaned over and gave him another huge shotgun, while reaching down to touch his hole. He moaned a little bit but I looked in his eyes and I could see a bit of fear. Josh wanted everyone to think he was a butch top (he sure looks the part, big shoulders, beefy, big dick) but I liked the turn this conversation was taking. He was afraid of what his deepest desires were and how the drugs were unlocking them. With any luck I was going to have my fat cock in his pussy for the first time tonight. The first of many nights to come. Adam reappeared and sat down on the bed between Josh and I. He leaned his head on my shoulder and Josh leaned over to give him a shotgun. He passed the smoke to me and then looked at me and said “Do you have more cocks to breed me, Daddy?” We all three laughed and I grabbed my phone. It was full of messages from guys wanting to come breed my whore. I quickly sorted through them while Josh and Adam made out and smoked some more T. I picked the ones with the biggest cocks and the ones I thought were hot. As long as they had a hard cock, Adam didn’t really care what they looked like. Three more guys said they were on their way and another couple sounded tentative. If they show, they show. Otherwise, I’ll fuck the whore some more myself. A few minutes later, I broke up Josh and Adam’s makeout session and tossed them each a bottle of gatorade. “Stay hydrated, pigs. And don’t piss in the toilet. Got a much better place for your piss.” Adam laughed. He knew it was all going to go up his cunt. Josh didn’t really get it, but nodded while he gulped down the gatorade. A little while later, I’d gotten confirmations (for what those are worth) and told them both “The next guys are coming over, so get ready, whore. Josh you help me keep an eye on things. Make sure it doesn’t get out of hand, OK?” “Sure,” he said. I reached over and rubbed his sexy chest, and watched Adam get situated on the bed. “Leave the plug in until your next breeder customer gets here, OK, whore?” “Yes, Daddy, it feels amazing in my pussy, but I can’t wait to get more loads inside me.” I tapped the end of plug and Adam moaned again. We all laughed and Josh sat back down on the sofa after feeding Adam one last shotgun. Fuck, these boys were SPUN. But Josh’s cock continued to be as hard as Adam’s was shriveled and small. He was lying on the bed with his plugged ass in the air, moaning quietly to himself, playing with his little tina prick. The doorbell rang again, and I went to answer it. This time there were four guys on the door step. All different ages and sizes. I’d warned them that this would be a group thing, and they were all enthusiastic about it. The whore only cared that their cocks were hard and they dumped a load in his pussy. “Hey guys. You ready to breed my whore?” They all laughed and said “fuck yeah!” “Shuck your clothes in the living room, the whore’s in the bedroom in the back. Just follow the smell of sex.” I laughed and they all followed me into the living room where I watched them get undressed. They introduced themselves as Joe, Dave, Tim and Nick. Apparently they all arrived right at the same time but only Joe and Dave knew each other. They were another pig couple wanting to breed a whore. My whore. Joe was about 5’5”, muscled and compact with thick swirls of black hair on his chest and a sexy buzz cut and beard. Dave was taller and thinner, maybe 5’10” and 160, blonde and also furry. They both sported fat uncut cocks, ready to breed the hole. The other two guys didn’t know each other. Tim was tall and thin, smooth and a nice 8” cut dick, Nick was older, a hot hairy daddy about 50 with a thick piece of daddy cock to dump a load in Adam’s pussy. I led them to the bedroom and let them know that we were partying pretty hard. They all laughed and said they were too. Joe asked me if I minded if he and Dave slammed. I said “of course not, you got a spare rig for my whore?” He was carrying a small zippered pouch and pulled out the orange capped rig. “Course I do. You wanna give him a boost?” I laughed along with him and said “Sure. The whore has his own stuff. Let’s do it.” We all walked back into the bedroom where Josh and Adam were on the bed making out and Adam was lazily sucking Josh’s dick. Introductions were made and Adam immediately scooted to the edge of the bed and took the nearest cock (Nick) into his mouth. “FUUUUUCK. This whore is good. You’re gonna be so much hungrier in a minute, kid.” We all laughed and I knew that soon Adam would have at least four more loads in his pussy. But first, Darts. I grabbed Adam’s bag of T off the bed and handed it to Joe. “You decide how much.” He sat at my desk and pulled a tiny scale out of his pouch. He quickly got the point ready and handed it to me, along with an alcohol wipe. I pulled Adam off Nick’s cock to moans from both of them. “Don’t forget, Daddy man, all loads go in his cunt. Nick laughed and said “I’ve got two or three if you’ll let me wait around and breed the whore again.” I thought about it for a second and said “Sure, man, hot bear like you? I wanna watch him take your cock.” He laughed and said “Deal.” He sat down on the sofa next to Josh, who was mesmerized by Nick’s furry, beefy body. He offered the bong to Nick who took it and waited for Josh to warm the bowl. Then they passed the shotgun back and forth several times and made out. Josh liked older men. Lucky me. Joe handed me a strap and I pulled it around Adam’s arm and clicked it into place. He moaned, though his mouth was full of cock, because he knew what was coming. I noticed that Joe and Dave were waiting for Adam’s slam before they did their own. I also noticed a spare, full rig. Hmmmmm. Who was that for? “You ready for a nice fat slam, whore?” “Yes, DADDY! Please give it to me!” “Fucking meth whore.” “Fuck yes, Daddy! I sell my pussy to make money for more T. It’s what my hole is for!” I quickly found a nice plump vein, wiped it clean and then quickly in, pull back, press, out, SNAP. The strap popped off, and Adam started to cough heavily under me and I knew we’d just sent the whore to the next galaxy. I saw Joe and Dave expertly slam themselves at about the same time, and they were coughing hard. “On your knees! Cunt in the air, whore! NOW.” I slapped Adam hard on his ass and he immediately moved to the edge of the bed near Nick and Josh and put his ass high in the air. I reached over and pulled the buttplug out quickly to a moan from Adam. “Gentlemen, the whore is open for business. This round’s on me.”

I love a nice musky, masculine smelling set of armpits It's like poppers for me... if not even better I like my own scent, and some guys especially have amazing ones I also love a nice hairy butt. Not necessarily when it's ott, like a carpet (lol), but a nice fine layer of pubes around the arsehole turns me on. On a side note, smooth is ok, not gonna judge others if that's their thing, but... it's not my preference

We are mammals. Supposed to have the hair. The more, the merrier. And thanks for the delicious pictures!!

Part 12 - Bold Advances The best part of their day was they didn't have to move, the beach butler would happily bring them everything they needed and eager to please his VIP guests. Eventually Liam got a bit restless and they walked together along the beach before having lunch then settled down for an afternoon of swimming of chilling. Frequently Alex would look down the beach to where the three men hung out, one of them was chatting a young lady up like he was ready to pounce and show her a good time. The other two were wading in the water swimming and talking close the shore line, the muscular one was facing Alex and he smiled raising his head in hello gesture catching Alex out on one of his sneaking looks. Alex smiled and nodded in return then stood up and joined Liam who was swimming around. Max turned his head and watched balcony guy dive under the water then swim towards the muscular guy, he looked a natural in the water then lowered his eyes turning back to Gareth giggling nervously. Gareth chuckled looking at Max "You fancy him!" he remarked, Max shrugged his shoulders. Gareth started moving towards Alex "You going to talk to him?" he asked. "No" Max replied, "His lover or boyfriend is over there swimming" he replied. "Yeah, might have a go with that if the cute one turns me down" Gareth said inching past Max. Max looked at Gareth with a shocked look "You never do muscle guys G!" he remarked. "Gareth don't" Max pleaded, "Leave them alone they look very happy and want to be together". Ignoring him Gareth was already on the move and Max started following on behind keeping a fair distance and trying to avoid making any eye contact with balcony guy who by now had noticed they were swimming in his direction. Alex saw that Liam had also noticed their slow progress towards Alex and started swimming a little closer still keeping his distance yet close enough to make a move if required. Alex couldn't decide weather to join Liam or go back to the sunbed, he was unsure if the the one he fancied was even gay. Their silly little school girl glance at the buffet last night had not revealed much and he certainly wasn't coming off as gay, it was a trait that had Alex undeniably attracted to him. "Hello again" Gareth called out, "Beautiful here isn't it" he said. Alex looked him directly in the eye "Yes very tranquil when you don't interrupt me" he replied. Gareth laughed "Tetchy. You arrived yesterday?" he asked clearly fixated on Alex. Alex nodded "Yes" he replied slightly nervous and very unsure about this guy. "I'm Gareth" Gareth said swimming a little closer but watching Liam's every move. Alex looked at him before speaking "Alex" he replied. "Beautiful name for such an attractive sexy lad" he said seductively. Gareth moved a little closer and looked over at Liam "Boyfriend or husband?" he asked nodding towards Liam. Alex glanced at Liam then back at Gareth "What's it to you?" he asked. "Like to know what I am dealing with" Gareth replied, "Saves us both time in the end". Alex looked at him "And what do you think you are dealing with?" he now asked with slight amusement. Gareth stood up deliberately running his hands over his muscular body and ripped abs "You" he simply said. Alex raised an eyebrow "Very sure of yourself and what makes you think you have me?" he asked. Gareth made a rubbing gesture over his cock "I can guess what you like" he replied smirking. "How very mistaken you are about me" Alex replied taking a nervous look where Liam was. Gareth chuckled "Everyone want's to be in the G zone" he said lowering his tone to be more seductive. Alex sat looking at him bewildered "Guys love it when I am doing them" Gareth added. "Are you that good then?" Alex now asked laughing at his self assured arrogance. Gareth looked down and smiled winking at Alex "You will find out soon enough" he said. Alex laughed "Is that so!" he said as Gareth dived in the water then swam closer to Alex. "Maybe not right now, maybe tomorrow, the day after" Gareth said, "But I will get you and you will beg for more". "Oh, you really feel that confident about this happening then?" Alex asked. "Yes" Gareth replied smiling but Alex shook his head, "Deep down you know it will happen". Alex couldn't help himself and burst out laughing "Your confidence is quite alluring" he replied. Gareth felt he was hooking him in good "You have a nice body and that is all" Alex said making it clear. "Remember those words when you ask me to stop and give you a break" Gareth said winking at him. With that he swam off quickly noticing Liam getting closer and leaving Alex sat there speechless at how confident yet stupid the guy sounded. Max stood there looking quietly ashamed of his friends brazen behaviour towards the guy he now knew as Alex, he glanced at him and with a sorry look on his face to afraid to say anything more and swam off. It didn't stop him glancing back at Alex several times feeling sick to the stomach with emotions having been so close to Alex. Liam swam right up to Alex and pinched his toe "What was that about?" he asked. Alex watched him cause a rush of water as he sat beside him "Nothing" he replied. Liam glanced at him "Reckons he is going to get me in bed" Alex said remembering his promise to Liam. "Yeah, that will not happen" Liam replied with total confidence in his voice. Alex looked at him "And how would you know?" he asked standing up. "I saw it in your face Alex" Liam said standing and putting his arm around his shoulder, "The other one yes". Alex grinned "He is just my type of man, think I am in love with him already". Liam laughed "You are funny Alex, talk to the guy if he floats your boat" he said kindly. "I have had enough sitting around want to go for a walk?" Alex asked looking at him. Liam nodded "What ever you want to do your highness" he said bowing his head making Alex laugh. After dinner Alex and Liam walked back to their suite joking about the tattoo guy and his not so discreet looks. Both exhausted from a fun day on the beach swimming and walking they decided to retire early with a bottle of wine. Alex stripped and put some beach shorts on and sat on the double lounger on the balcony with quiet satisfaction and feeling very happy. Liam brought out the wine and glasses dressed in only his beach shorts as well and joined Alex on the lounger. Sipping the wine and talking nonsense trying to guess what the three guys were all about. Liam topped up Alex glass "So how is my prince, I mean really how are you?" he asked looking sincerely at Alex. "Happy" Alex replied sighing, "I think this is what I needed, get away from it all" he added. Liam nodded settling back "Happy that you and I are getting along" he said and Alex nodded. "Trust is always an issue for me Liam, and I hope I can rely on you?" he asked looking at him. Liam looked in to his glass "The King asked me to keep an eye on your wellbeing" he admitted. "Of course he did" Alex replied, Liam was waiting for a backlash that didn't appear from Alex. Liam put his arm around Alex "You can trust me Alex I will only relay what the King needs". Alex nodded then rested his head against Liam's neck "Do not disappoint me Liam" he said softly. Liam kissed him on the head. "So you going to spill the beans about Polly and you?" Alex asked. He chuckled "Nothing to tell really, we hook up for sex, nothing serious" Liam replied. Alex laughed "Come on, she is a catch even my brother lusted around the palace after her like a puppy". "Truthfully it is just an outlet, my dedication is to you" Liam now said going serious. Alex glanced up "So how many times have you and her got it on?" he asked smirking. Liam sipped his wine and slowly spoke "Fuck off nosey" he said smiling. Alex chuckled "Does she blow you as well?" he asked feeling the muscle tighten around his neck. "No" Liam replied laughing, "Anyway never really saw the satisfaction in that". "What is that suppose to mean?" Alex replied looking shocked, "It is incredibly stimulating". Liam smiled "Well it didn't look that stimulating when I saw you in action in that bar". "You are never going to drop that are you?" Alex asked with a satisfied grin knowing the answer. "Dam right" Liam replied. Alex shrugged knowing full well he could do it and had done it to Jackson many times quite successfully. They finished off the bottle of red wine mostly in silence and enjoying the peace and tranquillity. Liam's things had been moved up to the second bedroom already and Alex to be honest was glad of his company having got to know him now. It was these small insignificant things that were common for most people that gave Alex a sense of comfort knowing he was not alone, sometimes he wished that he didn't have to leave his parents royal apartments in the palace but it is what was expected of him now he was older. Liam stood up "I'm off to bed Alex" he said bowing his head slightly. Alex looked up at him almost afraid to ask "Will you..." he started then trailed off. Liam smiled "If you want me to" he replied anticipating what the prince was going to ask. Alex stood and they walked in to the bedroom together "Thank you Liam" he said. Liam closed the door "It is okay Alex" he replied in a comforting tone taking his shorts off. Alex stripped and climbed in to bed and watched the ceiling fan spinning around keeping the air cool. Liam pulled the sheet back and climbed in next to Alex, he could already feel the warm softness of Liam's body as he turned the light off. Alex suddenly felt Liam's arm trying to get under his neck so he raised his head and allowed himself to be coaxed in to a position that felt incredible, laying in his arm his head resting against Liam's chest and shoulder 'Night prince' Liam said kissing him on the head. Alex moved his arm across Liam's abdomen stroking it lightly and wondering if he was pushing too far, the slight flexing of the muscles in Liam's arm around his neck pulled him closer indicating everything was good. By morning Alex opened his eyes in surprise, during the night he had rolled on to his side and Liam had followed and was now spooning him. Alex couldn't contain his cock that sprung up so quickly feeling the muscular arms wrapped around his body so delicately, there was no question he could feel Liam's cock pressed against his arse cheeks. The butler trying to be discreet setting up breakfast on the balcony made a little noise that was enough to stir Liam from his sleep. Alex was unsure what sort of reaction there would be this morning, the arms tightened around him and Liam kissed the back of his neck. "Morning your highness" Liam said softly, Alex stroked his arm trying to move it. Liam chuckled and held tighter "You trying to escape?" he asked making Alex giggle. "No. Just weird being in this position, I know you protect me but..." Alex said. Liam bit on the back of Alex's neck lightly stopping him "Shut up and enjoy it" he said. Alex wriggled embarrassed about his raging erection "I need to get up" he said. "I think you already are" Liam replied chuckling. "I don't mind if you want to sort that out down there" Liam said embarrassing Alex even more. Alex bit on his lip "I am not jerking off in front of you" he replied. "Now who is all prissy" Liam said, "But if you want to I don't mind, just don't get it on me". "No. Anyway I will cum straight away I am so horny" Alex replied giggling. Liam let go "I should leave your highness with some dignity in tact at least" he said slipping out of bed. Liam padded around the bedroom and handed Alex his bathrobe "I need five minutes" Alex said. "You want to do it in private then?" Liam asked grinning at Alex. Alex blushed slightly shaking his head "Go away, I need to let it go down". "Yuk" Liam replied fetching a bathrobe, "Dirty little boy" he said laughing. "Liam!" Alex called making him turn around, "Nice arse!" he said giggling. Liam smiled then clenched his butt cheeks deliberately for Alex to see then put on his bathrobe. Alex laid there a moment wondering if Liam was flirting deliberately with him before telling himself to stop thinking about his protection officer in that way. He heard Liam walk out on the balcony and pouring himself a coffee then calling Alex asking if he wanted a cup when he was finished in between his chuckling. Today was like a new leaf in their lives had started, the conversation now flowed so effortlessly between them. Alex was in a much better head space and this was down to his protection officer who had crossed to being someone he was beginning to trust and confide in, most of all Liam was not intimidated by Alex and comfortable to be very close and show him affection despite being straight. Liam was clearly devoted to his prince and his safety and more importantly his wellbeing. Lathered up with sun screen Alex and Liam headed off to explore more of the hotel grounds and take the boat over to the private sanctuary of Ilot Mangenie for lunch and to explore the small island returning to Frangipani late in the afternoon. The Balinese sunbed was ready for them when they arrived and after a long swim in the ocean Liam fell asleep on the bed under canopied shade. Alex laid on his side watching Liam for ages. Watching Liam resting and admiring his body Alex knew that a part of him was falling in love with Liam, if he had only retained that distance and not allowed him to touch him it would have been alright. Alex knew that nothing would ever come of his feelings, it was not a passionate love he felt rather an appreciative one that allowed for their closeness. Alex rolled on to his back trying to clear the thoughts from his head before slipping off the bed to go an sit by the waters edge. Noise erupted as the three guys arrived on the beach half dressed in golf wear joking and laughing before jumping in the sea with loud splashes. Alex watched them but his eye kept wandering to Gareth, it was like a spell had been cast on Alex and the sexy and very alluring guy was hard to keep his eyes off. Maybe Gareth was right Alex thought, was there some cosmic force pulling them together? A magnetism that seemed to pull Gareth swimming closer and closer to Alex. Close up the guy was seriously sexy and Alex was sure he could smell his confidence and allure of this well spoken man, his words hypnotising rang in his head, he wanted to focus on the tattooed guy yet his eyes kept fliting between them as his dulcet tones rang out across the small expanse of water between them. "Alex, nice to see you again" Gareth said following up with a devilish sexy smile. Alex pulled his knees up watching him "Hello Gareth, had a fun day?" he asked keeping it polite. Gareth nodded "Round of golf and now some time to chill" he replied inching closer. "You have incredibly sexy eyes" Gareth said now within touching distance of Alex feet. Alex smiled in embarrassment "I bet you break many hearts" Gareth said keeping his smile. "So incredibly sexy they are drawing us together, urging us to be one, can you feel it" Gareth cooed. Alex blinked "Wow that is some chat up line" he replied chuckling. Gareth stood exposing his full muscular body again in front of Alex "Stunning" Gareth said. Alex nodded unsure if he meant himself "If you say so" he replied in amusement. "Come back to my suite sexy and let me make you feel good" Gareth said softly with clear intention. Alex stood up and smiled "Absolutely not!" he replied looking on in shock at his quick change of tact. Gareth smirked "You need me to exorcise those demons of doubt out of your body". Alex chuckled "Who said I have demons?" he asked besotted at his dumb words. "Let me get inside you and fuck your doubts away" Gareth said flexing his pecs. Alex shook his head chuckling "Oh Gareth" he cooed seductively, "That will never happen". Alex stood up and his face made it clear to Gareth this was a no go from the start. He skirted around Gareth to take a swim when he felt his hand grab hold of his arm quite tightly. Liam raised his head hearing the words let go of me ringing from the shore, like a flash he jumped off the bed and sped across the sand. The deafening noise of displaced water splashing around as Liam rushed forward to Alex, he moved with such speed it caught Gareth by surprise at his sudden appearance. He was not about to let this sexy twink go without a fight and held on firmly, on the flip side he could tell this guy heading towards them meant business and showed no signs of shying away from a confrontation. "Let go of him right now" Liam said trying to push his way between Alex and Gareth. Gareth taller than Liam puffed out his chest "Or what?" he asked, "I could take you down so easily". Liam smirked "Go on then, try and take me down but don't say I didn't give you fair warning that I will destroy you". "Liam no don't hurt him, it is okay" Alex quickly said assuring him and he backed down. Max came tearing along the beach "Gareth!" he shouted at him, "Let go of him". He let go of Alex "This is going to happen" Gareth said quietly to Alex. Alex looked at him "Not a chance!" he replied staring in to his eyes. Liam pulled Alex behind him "How dare you lay a finger on him" he said angrily. "Gareth!" Max called, "Not everyone wants you" he said. Gareth looked admiringly at Liam's body "Boyfriend?" he asked Liam. "None of your business" Liam replied calming down. Max noticed the strange way that Liam protected Alex "I am so sorry" Max said to Liam and Alex. Liam turned to Alex "Are you alright?" he asked and Alex nodded. Gareth watched them go off for a swim, "He turned me down" he said in shock. Max stood by Gareth "Sometimes you are a complete dick head Gareth" he said expressing anger. Gareth looked at Max "I will get him in bed before this holiday ends" he said. "No one turns down an offer of sex with me" Gareth said looking at Alex swimming. "Had to happen sometime G" Max replied now finding it amusing, "You got turned down!". Gareth looked at him "Thanks for reminding me, I must be losing my touch" he said. "No one ever turns me down" Gareth repeated sounding perplexed. Max chuckled "Maybe they are in love with each other" he suggested, "Closed relationship". Gareth continued watching them "No, there is something weird going on there" he remarked. Max shrugged "Yeah, clearly the muscle guy is well over protective of him". Gareth laughed "And you, you really fancy him then?" he asked looking at Max. "He is stunning" Max replied, "Though not available, just my luck to fancy a guy in a relationship". "I am not sure Max, something tells me they are not lovers" Gareth said watching them. Max shrugged it off "You know me I can't see these sort things clearly" he said quietly. Gareth shook his head "Get out of your head Max, you could have anyone" he replied. "Yes, but I always pick the rotten eggs in the basket" Max said walking off back to his sunbed. Finally being that close to Alex he had managed to study him in more detail and it stirred feelings that Max had rarely felt. He was so well spoken and probably well educated as well he thought, someone who would no doubt be on his level yet his own lack of confidence to even attempt approaching him made Max shy off for fear of rejection. That and he didn't know what the circumstances were with the overly sexy muscled guy as well. Gareth had not helped matters trying it on so quickly, he could see Gareth was clearly put out and now out of sorts by the refusal to have sex with him. Confused Max ended up going for a walk along the beach and sat on the rocks that separated the two private beaches on Frangipani island and contemplated the days events watching the sun sinking lower in the sky. He watched the two guys returning to the sunbed laughing, but unlike lovers who would have touched each other there was something not quite connecting them on a sexual level. Max walked back along the beach and noticed Alex was walking down to the waters edge where he sat on the sand with his feet in the cooling water. Max glanced to the Balinese sunbed where the muscled guy was stretched out, he was unsure if he should continue walking closer towards Alex or turn back.

Must admit I've experienced the "trigger effect" of a heavy piss stench myself ... more than once 😜

I'm glad that I'm not the only one who feels that way! It is an imbalance. Even more galling is when someone with no pictures asks me for MORE of mine!

Arriving 8th October for 7 nights, hope to take several loads too

Around lunch time today I visited a thick black bottom guy with a preloaded ass. He said he had 4 loads in him already and I could feel it. Dumped my load in him and asked how many he took the day before and he said 20. Oink, slutty cumdumps really do get me going. Yesterday, I bred a blindfolded older white guy who was slim. We met off doublelist and he never even asked for stats, pics, or status. His posting said "can be as anonymous as you like" and he lived up to that! Later after seeding his hole I messaged him about meeting up again sometime and found out that he has a husband he's cheating on! That instantly got me even more horny to breed him again so I'll seed his ass again soon.

I had gotten home after he pushed me out of bed and told me I better go, and I caught and uber and rested for a couple hours before class. I wondered what was happening tonight. Maybe I should hold off going but the money was great. I had decided to take the night off, but an email came in and it was advertising double pay and you can get paid for up to 8 tonight. I could make a ton of money if I went so, I called the number and set my appointment and I was told to be there at 8 PM. I wondered what would happen tonight, hopefully not those big black cocks again. I showered and cleaned out and made my way to the site and checked in. The room was full of older guy, and I wondered what they were doing. I went in and took my shot, and I was led to a different room and placed in a sling instead of a bench. I was strapped in and blindfolded, and they put headset on my ears, and they were playing music and I could not hear what was going on in the room and then I felt hands all over and me some in my hole. There were a lot more than four guys there and more than the eight I could get paid for. They began fucking me and breeding my ass, some came quickly and other took a long time to breed me, it turned out that 20 older guys breed my ass and then two guys 50 and 55 had me to themselves. They were both hung one 8 and beer can thick and the other 10 and just shy of a beer can. The fucked me trading off for an hour and then they the 8” guy shot his nut in me, followed by the 10”. The first guy left but the second hung around and made out with me and wrote his number on my chest and told me to call him. I headed to the shower and cleaned up and had an uneasy feeling that all the guys who fucked me tonight were old. I resolved myself to that fact but felt better that at least the last two guys had big dicks. Collected my cash and headed home but felt like I needed a young guy, so I text my buddy and he invited me over and like he had done before there were some big dicked straight guys who needed serviced. One was a Latin guy with a thick uncut dick and the other was a red head with a long super hard dick. I started with Red and sucked him and went back and four every two minutes and then the Latin guy lubed up his dick and slide into me the next time I was sucking Red. The guy was thick and hard, and he was stretching my hole and Red used poppers to help me loosen up and that helped but Latin was rough and pounded my ass and groaned when he shot inside me. He pulled out and went to the bathroom and cleaned up and Red put me on the sofa facing away from him and slide inside me fucked me and trilled me deep and twenty minutes later I came even with my dick soft, and he shot inside me moments after. He pulled out and he made me clean him off with my mouth and tongue and he left. I was led to the bedroom and there were large dildos there and my buddy put me in place and lubed up the smallest one and worked it in my ass and after spending four to five minutes on each worked up to this really huge dildo and stretched my hole and then he slide his four fingers in me and twisted them around and eventually worked his fist inside me and I moaned and groaned like a little pig I was becoming. He used my hole for an hour and then jacked off in my gaping hole. He kept me there and I fell asleep with him holding me and awoke to him fucking me and breeding my ass in the morning and he pushed me out and told me I needed to go home just like last time.

Souvenirs! When I got to work Thursday, I spent a lot of time dealing with all of the new crap I needed to do after three days of meetings. A lot of those decisions that I marveled at getting made meant a lot of extra things were now on my plate. Even though I was busy, I kept checking my phone to see if I had any messages from Tim or Marc. My boss poked his head in around ten AM and said "Looking a lot better than you did yesterday morning. It must have been an early night. Any word from Marc?" "Thanks, I think... No word yet from him. I didn't go out with them last night. The place they wanted to go to is not somewhere I'd go with co-workers. Someone else took them there" I replied. My boss raised his eyebrows but thankfully didn't ask for details. Finally around eleven in the morning I got a text from Tim. "Just left hotel" which was followed by "they took us back 2 room after bh" and then "we fukd til they left 4 airport slept a bit 2." I felt my heart race, knowing that they probably had taken several charged loads. I wasn't sure I wanted to know, so I just replied "damn. u were bz. every1 have fun?" "hell yah they luvd dark room" he replied and then "they aint as careful as they said in bar not close" and then "they tried 2 uz rubber but broke lol." I took a deep breath and replied "u tamper w/them?" "not me I know guys who uz needles on free ones there so they always brk" he sent back. I rolled my eyes since I knew guys who took safety pins to hookups to poke holes in condoms if a guy insists on a safe fuck. I wasn't sure when Tim said needles what kind he meant but I suspected syringes, so there might have been a bonus fluid on the condoms. I texted him back "k. with that many guys fkin them, they won't know who got em if they pz." A minute later he responded "M 8 lodz S 11 @ BH. M fukd a few 2" I shook my head and asked "total or +" and regretted it almost immediately. "+ they got a few more - O and I only fukd em in hotel each got 3 more" he answered. I knew more than I cared to and hoped there wasn't going to be a shitstorm at work in a few weeks. A few minutes later he added "M wntd u to fk him bad I told him u were gr8 fk but I hurt 4 days after u did me he said he might have to fly u there lol." "If he's poz, I would do him" I said to myself. Right away I laughed about the word "if" and knew it should be "when". I liked that Tim had watched out for Marc and Sebastian, but I knew it wasn't just to make sure that nothing got too crazy. Knowing him, he was directing poz guys to fuck them and planning out when he would get his chance. "u ever do train? hard but fun with 4" he sent and I replied "lol yeah." I imagined the four of them back at the hotel all lined up, Sebastian in the front and Tim at the back. Three was easy to do, four was way harder. Tim sent another message a couple minutes later "ur bug is goin 2 anothr continent" and I just shook my head. About twenty minutes later I got another message from Tim. "Whats deal wit u n gabe?" "What u mean? hes a friend" I replied, wondering myself what it was. "looks like more" he sent back a few minutes later followed by "u poz him?" "No" I replied, hoping that he'd use that as my response to both questions" -- Late in the afternoon I took a break and dug the receipt out of my wallet. My gut told me I'd waited too long but my dick said to give it a shot. "Hi. U said you could help me out a week ago when I checked out in ur line" I texted the number on the receipt. I figured I had a one in four chance of getting a response but you can't win if you don't play. About a half hour later I got a reply "refresh my memory what u look like?" I chuckled and realized I wasn't the only one he used that line on. "Mixed guy 6' muscled bald beard wore blue nike tank and jeans" I replied. A minute later I got his answer back. "Mr bulge Hope it didnt last over 4 hrs see a doc then ;)" it said. I laughed out loud and I'm sure my co-workers were wondering what was so funny. "no got it drained a little later. been a slow week. thot u cud give me some help today" I replied. "after evening rush ok have brk @7" he sent back. I smiled and figured this would be another quick fuck. I could meet at 7 PM, be out of there by 7:15 and home just after 7:30 unless I did some shopping. Plenty of time before the call I'd probably get from Gabriel at nine. "OK. where?" I asked. "restroom by frozn food meet by icecream" he replied. I doubt that I was going to be the first fuck he got there and I wouldn't be the last. Not a word was said about what we would do - stroke, suck, fuck, or talk about the weather. Nothing was said about bringing condoms either, which was a good sign. I had lube and some slightly stale poppers in my bag but if we fucked, and I hoped we would, it was going to be bare. I worked late on some of my extra tasks and headed off toward home. Going left out of the train station instead of my usual right, I made it over to the store just after seven. I saw him at the register and he nodded back as I grabbed a basket and went in search of ice cream. I stood there looking over at the myriad of flavors and brands for a few minutes when I heard someone walk by and say "Rocky Road is my favorite" and then go down the hallway behind me. I turned and saw it was my blond cashier, so I waited a minute and followed him down the hall. There were three doors to choose from and the ones marked "Emergency Exit" and "Employees Only" probably weren't the one I wanted. Setting the basket down, I went into the unisex bathroom and locked the door. "This one has a divider wall in case someone comes in. The other bathroom is wide open" he said with a smile. "Yeah, I know. And the lock on that one isn't very good either" I replied. I could see him putting a few things together and watched him start to say something and stop. "You... Did you... The two frat guys? Oh fuck yeah!" he then stammered out. His face had a huge grin on it and it got bigger the closer I got. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound innocent. I thought he might be talking about my last bathroom hookup in the store but figured it was better to keep quiet about it. He winked at me as he reached down and loosened my belt and unbuttoned my pants. "Oh... we had a couple college guys that looked all clean and wholesome who kept coming in and fucking in the other bathroom. We knew what they did 'cause they smelled of cum when they came out giggling like schoolgirls. Then one day they came out of the bathroom and weren't giggling. They were panicked and said they got raped in there. But their stories didn't match and kept changing so the cops just told them to stop wasting their time and go away" he said. By the time he finished he was on his knees and my pants were around my ankles. He buried his face in my trunks, breathing in my musk. Slowly, he pulled down my underwear and moaned as my cock was let free. "Fuck... that's nice" he said. His tongue bathed the entire length of my hardening shaft before it moved underneath and he sucked on each ball. The way that he rested each one on his tongue a moment before sucking it into his mouth made me wonder if he was weighing them. There was no need for him to worry, they were full. Next, he started sucking on my cock, taking a little bit at a time and working his way down. He knew what he was doing and the way his lips and tongue worked over my dick felt damn good. But this had to be a quickie and he didn't seem to want to just swallow my load. With my cock nice and slick with spit, he stood up and turned to his left. A couple seconds later, his pants and shorts were down and his uniform tee pulled over his head. My hand rubbed over his slightly hairy butt and then along the crevice. His hole felt a little slippery but I thought it was more oily than spermy. He could sense the way my fingers were probing and said "I did a quick clean and lube before it got busy." This was definitely not the first time he had done this and now I was wondering just how many "came" before me. It didn't really matter, since I will fuck sluts as well as the not-as-experienced. The sluts just tend to be more fun. I just hoped I wasn't wasting my load on a poz or prep slut. My cock was stiff and ready to slide in. With no mention of condoms, I spread his butt and pushed my cock to his hole. It took a little work, but I got the head in and paused. "Oh fuck yeah... go in deeper..." he moaned out quietly. His hands were braced on the outside of the stall divider and his legs were spread as wide as his uniform pants would allow. If anyone had come in, we were just as exposed as my fuck in the other restroom. "You want it deeper?" I snarled quietly in his ear as I wrapped my arm around his chest. Without waiting for a reply, my hips thrust forward, going in half way. He grunted, but didn't complain. Pulling back slightly I then gave another good shove, driving in most of the way. This grunt was louder and more strained than the first but he didn't say anything more. His squirming told me how much he was hurting. I liked fucks like this, where a bottom was willing to do anything to get the fuck and load. He was panting as we stood there and a moment later he groaned out "oh... my... fucking... god... gimme a second." My cock was leaking inside him as we stood there almost motionless. I wasn't going to wait too long, but I didn't mind feeling his body spasm around my cock. "Just relax... I'm almost all the way in... slow breaths..." I said softly to him. Once again, I pulled back but this time plowed my cock in to the base. My pubes were plastered against his sweaty ass and my balls swung into his. He let out a big gasp and I could sense he was about to scream. My other hand covered his mouth as he stifled a yell. My shirt was soaking up the sweat that seemed to be pouring off his back. When he calmed down a little, I started to rock my hips. Every third or fourth plunge, I'd drive back through his inner ring and he'd let out a yelp into my hand. My strokes got faster since I knew we didn't have much time. My hand came off his mouth and soon the little gasps turned to moans. My hands moved to his shoulders and I grasped them tightly on each side of his neck. The thrusts slowed down and then sped up as he moaned out "oh god... oh fuck yeah... yeah... fuck that ass..." and then a louder "Yes!" when I'd shove in deep and grind my hips on his butt. I knew I needed to cum soon, either before we got caught or before he had to be back at work, but it felt so good plowing him. Changing to firm, three quarter length strokes I kept drilling his ass. Another minute or two and I felt my balls start to tighten and my cock swell. He let out a low groan as I gave him a few more thrusts before I flooded his guts with a big charged load. His moan harmonized with my lower moan as the last few spurts shot out. It was my turn to pant as we stood there rooted. Slowly my cock softened and I let go of him and backed away. I reached down and grabbed my phone from my pants and was about to take a picture of his ass. Before I could, he spun around and dropped back to his knees to lick my cock clean. It was a little hurried but quite effective. The cashier looked up at me smiling as he licked his lips clean of any remaining cum. I took a pic of him sitting there and smiled. "Just for my personal collection" I said. Pulling him to his feet, we both yanked up our shorts and pants, grinning at each other as we finished dressing. "You know, those college guys came back but they don't fuck in the bathroom any more. They each have little scorpion tattoos on their wrists which look really out of place on them but hot at the same time. Rumor has it that they got pozzed that day" he said, checking his hair in the mirror. I picked up my backpack and unlocked the door. "Hopefully I'll earn my scorpion tattoo some day" he said quietly as I opened the door. "Be careful of what you wish for... it might come true" I said over my shoulder as I walked out into the hall.

I'm not going to lie: the first one hurt. Despite the lubing and fingering I had engaged in on the car ride over, the rough, uncompromising entry of a very girthy, pierced dick was painful. The guy wielding this silver-ringed phallus was aggressive and clearly riled up, so I had little choice but to just stay bent over and yelp my way through a hard pounding until, thankfully, he spurted his toxic babies in me after only a few minutes. Thereafter things got a bit easier, as the two guys that followed weren't nearly as well-hung and my anus had relaxed a bit and been lubed some more by the first load. They both lasted longer than the first guy, meaning he was good to go again by the time they were done. Fortunately it was a more comfortable fucking second time around. I stayed over the barrel for quite a while, only occasionally getting a moment to stand up straight and stretch before someone else stepped up to have a go in me. I was aware there were other men in attendance after a while, but I have no idea if any of them were poz as they weren't particularly vocal. I suppose it didn't matter though, as by that point I was on a second consecutive night of taking highly toxic loads so was probably well on my way to conversion anyway. Things shifted up a gear when a large group of men arrived en masse, such that I wondered if they had come on some sort of pozzing coach excursion. Once they were there I was allowed to move from the barrel to the filthy mattress, and was then flipped repeatedly between missionary and doggy-style positions depending on each fucker's preference. As the night wore on and my hole got looser and looser, they moved on to double-fucking me, again in various positions, and often with a lot of poz talk to keep everyone aroused. Interestingly, all focus throughout the night was on my rear end, with only the occasional presentation of a dick to my face for me to lick or suck, and usually only to clean after it had fired off in my backside. I was otherwise free to occasionally smoke when Gus or Steve presented a cigarette to me, and otherwise just stare ahead of me to the water or up through the trees to the starry night sky. Throughout all this I was increasingly in a trance-like state, almost like I was witnessing this happening to someone else. I was obviously feeling all the fucking, the changing of positions and the hard slaps on my buttocks some of the guys chose to land on me, but somehow it didn't feel real and as such I didn't entirely engage. Perhaps some of the guys there would have preferred me to be either begging for their loads or whimpering like I was being raped, but I didn't really utter much at all after my yelping during that first brutal fuck. I don't know, maybe it was a defence mechanism to help me mentally cope with what I was allowing to happen to me. However, in time it all started to take its toll, and I was apparently wincing for the first time as two well-hung guys ploughed into me in tandem. This is when Steve and Gus started to bring things to a close, but not before I had taken their loads in the final double-fucking of the night. They then hauled me up from the mattress and handed me a bottle of water. "You did good, boy" said Gus. "Thanks" I whispered. "You sore?" asked Steve. "Yes" I replied, "but I'm OK." "Good boy" Steve said. "Now let's get your hole cleaned up so you don't mess up the car on the way home." They made me squat near the river before squirting water out of a couple of bottles at my backside, and then handed me some wet wipes and a towel to finish off the job myself. There were still a few of the other men hanging around and it was all a bit bizarre doing this with an audience, but at least they weren't fucking me any more. Once clean, I threw all the wipes and towel in a plastic bag Gus held open for me, and then we set off back through the bushes to the car. I was sore, but it was still a blessed relief to sit down in the back seat once we got there. "Relax boy" said Gus, as Steve started driving us home, "you're going to get a bit of a break for a couple of days now, apart from us two needing your holes." "But tomorrow" continued Steve, looking at me in the rear-view mirror as he drove along the deserted roads, "we'll be taking you out to start your other conversion." "My other conversion?" I asked. "Yes boy" said Gus. "It's one thing to have the virus, which I'm sure you will do soon, but it's another to actually look like a true poz cumdump. Tomorrow we'll get you started down that road too." I started trying to form the questions that were entering my head, but then sighed and turned to look out of the window. "Yes sir" I responded quietly. "Good lad" Gus said, before we then drove the rest of the way in silence. Once back at their house I took and shower and then limped to bed, my arse starting to ache more and more, all while my head was swirling with anxieties, questions and flashbacks. What would they be doing to me tomorrow? What did a true poz cumdump look like? What if I didn't want to have done to me whatever they were planning? Eventually physical and mental exhaustion took me over, and I turned on to my side and closed my eyes. "What will be will be" I whispered to myself, before drifting off to a restful sleep.

I was horny and hungover and feeling a bit burned out from partying the night before. In total I had about 2 hours of sleep between hanging with a few friends and then getting home and trying to pass out. Every time I tried to sleep, I would end up on my phone and refreshing my Grindr screen over and over again. After a few more attempts to sleep, I said fuck it, got up and smoked some weed while cruising for dick. I live in an urban area but with COVID-19 and a relatively small bubble, I have not been hooking up much... or at all. The sexual frustration was getting to me. I am a late 20s guy, pretty sexually adventurous, but also really shy and often afraid to make the first move. I am 5'11, 180 lbs, 6in uc dick, and handsome, or so I am told. My online profiles are pretty tame. I usually use two different accounts and this early morning I was logged into my slut account. Barely any information, just a picture of me in my underwear showing off a thick ass, and the title, "Looking now" with a downwards arrow. I tend to get a bit of chatter from guys but rarely do I get and solid action and I often chicken out before anything can happen. I am a bit goofy but have a dark side, especially when I party. I have lots of desires and fetishes, but rarely do I act on any of them for fear of being hurt or in catching something. Also, I am always worried that my sexual adventures could follow me publicly. Today I wasn't really sure what I was looking for, I just knew my thresholds and inhibitions seem to feel much lower than usual. Shortly into my Grindr refresh and toke journey I got a message from a blank profile about 5 miles away, asking me what's up, followed by a dick pic, and, "looking to play? hosting here." The dick was wet and hard, uncut, and looked like it was attached to a fairly average body and a huge set of balls. My stoner mind, hard dick, and hangover combined, making my mouth water and my ass feel tight just at the sight of the dick. I took a hit of poppers and started crafting my reply. Me: "Hey, hot dick. Horny here. Hungover, not sure what I am looking for. Had a pretty late night" Him: "Nice. Your ass looks nice, you like to get fucked? Hosting and alone here. You should come over." I dont know what compelled me to write what I wrote next, but I did. Me: "You ever like it anon?" I often watch a lot of amateur anonymous bareback porn, with the scenes where a younger guy is blindfolded and used by a few men always making me cum. Him: "Fuck yeh. You want it anon? We can do it anon. I have my own place and I can blindfold you. We never have to even see each other's faces." My dick started to throb. I closed Grindr for a minute, feeling overwhelmed and thinking this conversation was going to get me into trouble. I switched back to some porn, took another hit of weed and a hit of poppers. As soon as the poppers and weed starting hitting I switched back to Grindr and saw a few more messages from the same guy. "Come on over, I can fuck you, you can leave. It will be fun. Trust me"... "Hey? You interested?"... "Fuck dude, where did you go? So horny here"... "you like to party?"... "fine, you are just another cock tease. fuck it." I had only ghosted for a few minutes but clearly he was frustrated. I zeroed in on the party comment and decided to say fuck it, I am going for it. Me: "Yeh. I like to party. Ill come over. But I want it anon, you do what you want to me. I def like to party, Stoned here but open to all kinds. Do what you want." He replied with his address and asked, "how long?" I ordered an Uber. Me: "10 minutes away, should arrive in 20. What are my instructions?" ----- In the 10 minutes before the uber arrived I did a quick clean out. My head was a bit light, but I could feel the stone starting to wear off so I took a shot of tequila. It was pretty early in the morning, but I knew I was going to lose my nerve. When the Uber arrived, I locked the door to my place, left a note for my roomie, and headed out. In the car I read his instructions over and over again. Him: "When you arrive, come in the side door off of the garage and strip down completely. I will have a bandana and a jock strap for you to put on. Leave your clothes in the garage. Once you are ready, I will come and get you and lead you into the house. Then, you follow instructions. Is that clear?" I had responded and said yes, but between the time I confirmed and getting into the uber, my nerve was starting to dissolve. The shot of tequila hadnt done much, the weed was wearing off, and I couldnt sniff poppers in the back of the uber. Suddenly, I felt afraid. I sent him a message. I was having second thoughts. "Im on my way over. Im getting nervous. You do this often?" No response. The uber kept driving along. Thankfully the journey was a bit slower than I anticipated. I wrote some more. "You got condoms?" No response. His profile indicated he was online, but he was either ignoring me or he was preoccupied. "Man, I am really having second thoughts. How do I know you wont hurt me?" Still no response. I sat silently in the uber and refreshed my grindr page. His profile was getting closer and closer. As we neared his place, more hot profiles starting showing. I thought, at least I could ditch him and head somewhere else if needed. I was wrestling with myself and my head, feeling my cock strain against my tight undies in my blue jeans while my rational and logical brain were telling me to go home, find another way to scratch this itch. I was lost in my thought when I felt the driver slow the car down and stop. We pulled over on the side of the street and in the lot next to where we were was a nice average looking home in a decent neighbourhood. The lights were seemingly off and there was no car in the driveway. The driver asked, "are you getting out?" I mumbled something, looked out the window and just as I did, rain started pouring down. "Man, I got other rides I gotta get. You want to get out here or do you need to go somewhere else?" Was I ready for this? I wasn't so sure. I was incredibly horny, but I wasn't sure the guy was even there. He hadn't responded to any of the messages and suddenly my phone vibrated. It was a message from him. It read: Him: "get out of the car and come inside like instructed". I looked at the uber driver, said thanks, and walked out into the rain. I was instantly soaked. The entire time I kept one hand in my pocket, holding onto my poppers. The other hand held my phone, which was thankfully waterproof. The walk from the curb to the door on the garage was only a few moments, but my clothes were completely soaked through and the wet denim was rubbing against my cock as I walked. I stood outside the door for a few moments, looked at our grindr conversation, and said to myself, fuck it, you are here now might as well go through with it. I was overcome with anticipation and I couldn't turn back now. I opened the door and entered the dark garage. It was quiet except for the sound of the rain. My eyes took a few moments to adjust, but over to the left hand side next to a door going into the house I saw a stool with a bottle of water, some fabric, and a note. The note read, "Take off your clothes. Put on the blindfold and the jock strap and sit on the stool." I did as I was instructed. My pants were soaked so I wasnt sure where to put the phone or my blindfold, so I held the phone in my hand and tucked the poppers into the waist band of the jock strap. The jock was tight, pulling my skin and holding my cock and walls up tight against my body. My skin was cold and wet from the rain and my nerves were feeling pretty intense. I started to shiver. I heard the sound of a door, possibly the one next to me. I heard some breathing. My senses were overwhelmed without being able to see. The rain sounded like it was pounding furiously against the roof. I was about to ask if everything was alright when I felt a hand grap my wrist and pull me up abruptly. Then he spoke. "Give me your phone and your poppers. Ill give them back once we are inside". I wanted to speak or object, but my body gave in. His deep voice and commanding tone gave me no room to say otherwise. He started to lead me through the door. He didnt talk and he guided me roughly, but I felt I didnt have much choice. We went down a set of carpeted stairs shortly after going through the door. It smelled like we were in a basement, not bad, but distinct. I made a few surprised sounds as he guided me around, but we didnt talk. We stopped. I felt him come around in front of me. He seemed taller, bigger, and much more of a man than me. I couldn't see him, but in my eye I kept picturing his dick and the grindr messages. It was much warmer down here than the garage, but I was still shaking. He grabbed both my wrists and held them up in front of me. He started wrapping something around my wrists. I was scared and I wasn't sure what was happening. Was he tying me up? I opened my mouth to say something and just as I did he leaned in close and I could feel his breath on my face. He spoke, "Repeat after me. 'This is going to be fun.'" I was startled, and wasn't sure what I should do. He was tying my wrists very tightly. He said it again. "I said, repeat after me. 'This is going to be fun'." I started to whisper his words back to him. He laughed with a short gruff chuckle. "Fuck yeh." He stepped away. I wasnt sure where he was, I couldnt really tell where in a room I was. I was just standing there in my jock and now my hands were tied in front of me. I was able to move my elbows and extend a bit, but I wasn't sure what was going to come next. Suddenly I felt a rough push, shoving me forward. I couldnt catch myself and I fell forward quickly. I didnt fall far or hard, but I landed on something soft and about the size of my torso with my knees hitting the carpeted floor and my head and part of my chest falling a bit over the edge of something. It felt like he threw me over an ottoman. He spoke, "Hold these, use them as you'd like". He put a bottle in my hand, it felt like my poppers. My nerves were really getting the best of me. I wanted to ask what was happening. I felt him grab my ankles and start pulling them apart. I was prone, half tied up, and ass up over an ottoman. This was already more than I bargained for. Me: "Hey, I think this is getting out of hand and I..." I wasnt able to say anything else. He leaned forward and shoved his fingers in my mouth. Him: "Shhh. You are going to love this." Somehow with his free hand I could feel him wrapping something around my ankles while his other fingers were down my throat. He switched hands and continued probing my mouth with his other hand. The hand that was just in my mouth went to my ass. It felt like he was trying to explore my throat with this hand from the inside out. I started to gag and convulse a little bit, but he kept at it. His mouth tasted funny and at times it felt like there was something in his hand as if he was trying to force me to swallow something. As he did this started poking at my hole. I could feel the left over saliva on his fingers from when he first entered my mouth. He applied a little bit of pressure and slipped inside in with his finger going straight in. I groaned. It felt good but I also was starting to feel terrified. I also couldnt speak. He fingered my mouth and my whole for a few minutes longer while I groaned before pulling out suddenly. I started to speak. Me: "Hey, this is hot, but did you get my messages? You got condoms?" He laughed again in that short gruff sort of way, but didn't respond. I considered my options. I was now tied up at the feet, attached to something, not sure what, but my legs were pulled somewhat apart and my I was splayed out over this ottoman, my hands being tied too. I could operate the bottle of poppers, but otherwise, my wrists were joined and I wasn't overly mobile. "Look. You can fuck me, but.. I ..l ... " My brain started feeling really warm. I could feel myself grinding the ottoman slightly, my dick rubbing against the fabric of the jock and the furniture. It was feeling somewhat hard to speak. "...I... i... I really want to play safe." He chuckled again and spoke, "I can do whatever I want." I started to reply again but as I did, he interrupted. "There is something to drink in front of you. Ill be back". With that, I heard him walk away. ----- I couldnt see anything, all I could do was feel my other senses. When I first got in the room I couldn't hear anything, now, seemingly alone, I could hear the rain, occasional noises from the house, and I could hear porn playing softly. I was completely over my head here, but I was also getting more and more horny. The night before my friends and I had taken some MDMA, and I have partied a fair bit, so I could tell that I was now on something. My growing horniness was alongside my lack of ability to focus on anything but my dick. I could still operate the bottle of poppers and also reach the water bottle in front of me. I took some swigs of water and took a few hit of poppers and my mind exploded. The water tasted funny and everything was becoming more difficult while my ass and dick were radiating heat. I had nothing else I could do but sniff the poppers, drink the water, and grind. I heard the door open and I groaned. I must have been a beautiful site, ass up, tied up, and grinding into the ottoman. The faint sounds of porn that I could hear earlier suddenly got a lot louder and music was turned on. It was a deep thumbing electronic beat, with the sounds of someone getting fucked on top of it. I couldn't hear anything else. I felt a hand on my ass. Then, the hand glided around my body. He was coming around to face me in the front. His hand felt like electric fire tracing a line from my ass to my head. I could barely think about anything other than cock. I was clearly very high, on some sort of MDMA mix. My ass was tingling really intensely and I couldn't measure the passing of time. As the hand reached my hand I felt a dick poke at my face. I opened my mouth and let it in. It was a nice dick, likely around 7inches. It was leaking precum already and I couldnt get enough. I groaned heavily while I started sucking. The hand became a set of hands and both wrapped around the back of my head and he started pumping in and out of my mouth with the beat of the music and said, "Fuck yeah, take that dick". I was feeling really out of it, but I could tell instantly that this was a different voice. It was slightly higher, less rough, and sounded like it belonged to someone younger. I kept sucking. As I did I felt something on my ass. A cold drizzle of liquid was poured on my ass as this new person drilled in and out of my mouth. What the fuck was happening? How am I now high on god knows what in the basement of a strangers house with lube being poured down my ass crack while another strangers dick was in my mouth? I felt a hand on my ass, pulling and poking the lube into my hole with a finger. There was very little resistance. The drugs and poppers made me very loose. Behind my blindfold the darkness was replaced with a cascading and ever changing series of images influenced by the sounds of the porn, what i was experienced, and the music. I felt helpless and ravenous. The dick pulled out of my mouth. I heard the original voice, coming from behind me, "Ive got him ready to go. You have first go". The person in front of me moved away from me and behind. I started to feel nervous again and began to speak, but it was hard to get my words together. "I... i... use... safe." I heard both of them chuckle. I went to open my mouth again but didnt get any words out before I felt a dick enter my mouth. As it did, I heard the original man. Him: "We are safe. You are safe. Shh. Dont worry. Enjoy the experience." He started pumping in and out of my mouth and I felt the other guy spread my ass cheeks apart as he placed the head of his dick at my hole. I started to mumble while the dick was in my mouth something that might have sounded like "condom" but it was barely audible. He pushed in and entered me fully. I was now high as a kit, impaled by two cocks from two strangers, tied up in a basement. Both men were pumping me with the sound of the music, or at least it felt that way. I was in part feeling like I was in heaven, and in another way, I was feeling like I was on a one-way ride to hell. These men could do whatever they wanted to me, I couldnt do anything about it. I didnt want to do anything about it. I couldn't tell for sure, but given the sounds of the porn in the room, the use of drugs, and the commands I was being given, I was pretty sure there were no condoms being used here this morning. I didnt have the energy to ask or protest. Both men were fairly silent except for the occasional groan. I felt like we had only been fucking for a few minutes, but time didn't quite make sense. I could feel their rhythm, but the loud music and the inability to move with the blindfold only allowed me to really focus on the sensations of their dicks. The cock in my mouth would push in to my throat, then pull out so just the head was inside. I could taste pearls of precum on the tip of the uncut dick and I eagerly lapped it up. The dick in my ass would go all the way in and pause and pull out slowly, then pick up the pace. I was being ridden by two men at the same time in a drugged out fantasy of my making. I really started to lose touch with reality and my brain felt like it was going to spin. The man in front of me, who I assumed was the man I originally talked with, was also feeding me a steady supply of poppers. The man behind me was at a steady pace, but his noises started to increase. The porn that was playing was getting more intense. I could hear a bottom groaning and whimpering at what sounded like a room of men. The sounds of the men inside me and the sounds of the men I could hear from the porn started to become indistinguishable. In my mind, behind the blindfold, I started to picture myself as the bottom in whatever porn they were playing. I was a fucktoy and nothing else. The guy inside my ass groaned, and I felt him put all his wait in me as he put his head behind mine and let out a growl. The man in my mouth shoved his cock deep then pulled out slightly at the same time. Suddenly, spurt after spurt of cum hit my tongue while both men growled. I felt the guy in my ass shudder and push deeper and pull out slightly and hold his dick as it spasmed in my hole. I was being filled up from both ends. I felt my mouth around the dick and I was sucking on it tightly, feeling like I should never let it go. My ass was clenched tightly around the other mans cock. I wanted it all. Both mean eased out of both holes, despite the vice grip my mouth and ass had on them. They both backed away from me and then I couldnt tell what was happening. All I could hear was the porn and the music. All I could feel was empty, with dribbles of cum rolling down my chin and my ass feeling very wet. I felt a hand on my back and suddenly a voice by my ear and then, he spoke. It was the original guy. "Hear, take these. We need a break. We will back shortly. Enjoy yourself till then." He shoved his hand in my mouth, pulled my head back and made me swallow. I wasnt sure what it was. Another set of hands was behind me and I felt something push at my hole. It didnt feel like a dick, it must have been a but plug. My ass tingled and burned slightly, but it felt great to be full at least. After I finished swallowing I felt something being fastened around my head and then felt something rubber being placed in my mouth. A ball gag. Then, I was alone. The music was turned off as well. I could still hear the porn and between the sounds of someone getting railed on whatever video they were watching, I heard sounds of footsteps walking away followed by the sound of a door. I was alone. I heard a door open again, some distance away and the second guy, the one who surprised me yelled, "We might need a break fag, but there are others who are ready to go. We gave our address out to a few guys online with pics of your sweet hole. Get ready to be used." ----- More to come. Sorry if this was too long. Was trying to include details. I love stories like this so thought I would try writing one myself.

I was feeling horny so jumped on Grindr to see who was nearby. Chatted with a athletic guy and agreed to meet at a local park with a path through the woods. I got there first so I went down the trail and found a nice spot behind a fallen down tree and waited. He came along a few minutes later, obviously nervous, wearing a mask(straight guy?) He pulled his cock out and I gave him some head. He started warming up to me not being so shy😏still wasn't getting super hard, he started gently pulling my head into his dick. I reached back and kind of roughly guided his hand on the back of my head,to hint at its ok to be rough, deeptroating him. He wasn't shy at that point and roughly started face fucking me, getting rock hard. I pulled away and leaned over the fallen tree, pulling my shorts down. Remembering my poppers I grabbed and opened them, before I could get a sniff of them he was balls deep in me. Took a good whiff and was off on cloud 9. He fucked me rough for a minute or two, and as I was coming back down from the poppers realized I didn't even ask him name... Or his status... Or if he was going to use a rubber... Reached back sure enough, no condom. That kind of really made my heart start racing, was starting to second guess my choice. Too late he starts deliberetly thrusting and how tight he's holding my hims I know its too late, just took a huge rip of poppers and submitted relaxed. He slammed in deep, and felt him throbbing as he blew his spunk as far as he could. He pulled out a few moments later, pulled his pants up, slapped my ass so fucking hard!! And just walked away. Leaving me bent over the fallen down tree, my shorts down, with his baby batter deep inside my hole. Still not good at writing, but had to share. Please don't edit, I will overtime if I want it changed.

Well, I had a GREAT night. It started with somebody fucking me with a condom, which I emptied out in my ass when he left. Then 2 guys were fucking me on and off, which was hot. I got doublefucked by one of them with a new guy and gotten another load in. Afterwards 2 other older guys loaded me up. And the second guy fucked me again. In the meanwhile, I saw a man putting on his clothes at the lockers to leave. So I asked him politely if he already unloaded, which he said no to. I politely proposed him to offer my services and sucked him off right there. His cum tasted yummy! Afterwards, I left and found 2 more dates to breed me! 💦 If I didn’t have to check out that morning and leave to the airport, I would’ve easily whored around town for the rest of the day 😛😈💦

Getting my hole ready for the Manhole party

It was only a matter of time 🤣☣️

2am last night, had a 19yo asian breed me. Took at least 3 loads from him.

A $2.50 fuck

Definitely more than 1500. No telling how many, but id estimate ive probably taken between 1,500 - 2,000.

I went to class in the morning and tried to focus but I was all keyed up and ready to go back to the study. I caught an uber over and checked in and got my shot. I felt a lot better after that and I was taken to a room strapped in the fuck bench and blindfolded. A guy came in and ate my hole and then I heard the door and the guy eating me moved and brough me poppers. I could tell he was a young guy because he whispered in my ear, you drew the big dicks tonight. There are four who want inside you. You will earn you money tonight. I was flying and the first guy who came in went right for my ass and ate it like no tomorrow. I was moaning and then his thick dick pressed against my hole after he lubed my hole and he started to press in and fuck he was big, and my hole fought it but finally opened for him and he slide into me slowly as I felt every inch until he bottomed out and then he long fucked me pulling all the way out and then sliding back in until the shot his load deep inside me. Good pussy he said, the guy was black I could tell, and he proceeded to fuck me for ten minutes and then shot his load inside me. He puled out and left and the guy feeding me poppers told me he was the smallest of them. The next guy was already lubed and pressing against my hole, and he slide in, and I lost my breath. So big and thick and my helper sprayed impact on a rag and slide it in my mouth and plugged my nose and the guy slide in as I was blacked out for a few second and then he fucked me harder then the first guy for fifteen minutes or so calling me a white slut. Telling me I had a pink pussy made for black dick. Then he shot inside me and told me to take his babies. The third guy came and slapped my ass with his big dick and then lined it up and slide in but deeper than that big white cock. The guy had to be 12 inches or more and he kept drilling hard till my hole opened for him and then he fucked me for 15 minutes and shot his load inside me not saying a word. The last guy was at the very least his length but the thickest of any cock inside me and he fucked me slowly as he opened my hole and let the pain subside between impact and poppers which helped but he was sill do damn big after thirty minutes my hole gave in and he was fucking me and came deep inside me as he said, there is nothing like tight white pussy. My helper unfastened me and left the room, and I made my way to the showers and then to collect my $200.00 and headed home sore and leaking cum. I had made my rent for the month so anything more was a bonus. I still had not cum and really needed to get off. I text my pimp and ask him if the big dicked white guy was free. I did not hear from him for ten minutes and he sent me an address and told me he would be waiting for me. I headed to his place and knocked. He answered the door and handed me a drink, since I was thirsty, I just sucked it down and then he brought me into his bedroom and guided me on the bed. I was feeling dizzy, and the room was spinning, and he fucked me and came inside me and then I heard the door and he said it is about time you got here. My big, dicked guy rolled me on top of him and slides his dick inside me and the guy who had just entered spit on my hole and the big guy’s dick and then lined his up and shoved it inside me and my guy covered my mouth as I screamed into it. Fuck that hurt at first but soon it felt great and ten minutes later they both came inside me. This happened three more times through the night, it really did not seem like the same guy. I never saw any of them they just came inside all over my buddy’s dick and pulled out and cleaned up and left. I woke up to the big dicked guy fucking me and when he came, he whispered in my ear that I was becoming a better bottom.

Was in ptown last week. Went to the dick dock late one night. This guy walked right up to me after I took my first hit of poppers. Asked if I wanted to be fucked. Turned around and got bred by him. No names. No talking. Just sex. Really hoping he was toxic as I’ve been off prep for a while!!!

I've been seing a top guy that works at a convenience store/gas station. Since neither of us can host, we meet up in the handicap bathroom at his work. It's not a filthy gas station toilet, but he can be quite ripe and usually pisses on me and my clothes, so the smell of the bathroom mixed with his piss and body oder is a wicked turn on for me now! I get a boner in just about every public restroom cause of Him! 🙂

It’s about being fucked by strangers and having as many stranger loads in me. If you can’t cum you need to be upfront about it

I'm like you and I need to finish the sex with a load in my hole. At the sauna sometimes guys want to "save" their load so they fuck for a bit and then leave the room. I like that but I want at least one load in my hole.

Is This a Date? Friday I stopped at the store after work to get a few last things for dinner that night. There was no sign of the blond cashier from last time and I hoped it was his day off. When I got home, I changed out of my work clothes into a jock, running shorts and a pair of flipflops. I got part way through getting dinner ready when the phone rang from the doorman. I had him send Gabriel up and soon there was a knock at the door. "Oh, I didn't realize it was beachwear night" he said, before laughing. "Get your ass in here and get naked" I replied, taking the gym bag he was carrying and putting it in the bedroom. I went back to cooking and suddenly had a naked body standing behind me. "Ahh, that's better. I like something hot to look at while I cook" I said. I bent over to put put the pan in the oven and I felt two hands on my hips and Gabriel grinding on my ass. "Watch it..." I said, adding a few moments later "That's not really a bottom move." "No, but you looked so hot bent over like that. I couldn't resist. Besides, I haven't always been a total bottom" he replied, with a slight grin. It didn't really register until several minutes later since I was more concerned about getting dinner cooked perfectly. While I was waiting for the last few things to finish, I turned around and leaned back against the counter. I pulled him in for a deep kiss and when it ended, I said "So, tell me more. What made you decide to only bottom? Is it just because you're poz now?" The smile on his face disappeared and I regretted asking. "It's ok. Don't worry. It hits everyone differently. Uh... did you used to top a lot?" I said. He looked back at me and nodded. It took several seconds for him to regain his composure. "I've always preferred to bottom, but you know how it is. There's never enough tops. If I liked a guy enough or found him sexy I would either flip or top him. But once I got infected... I just couldn't even think about fucking another guy" he said. We had a good dinner and finished off a couple bottles of wine before moving to the couch. I lit a joint and after my first hit, I passed it to him. He inhaled like a pro and grinned back at me after exhaling the smoke in my face, which I breathed in. "Damn, I haven't smoked since I moved back. I've really missed that feeling" he said. We finished off the joint and then headed to the bedroom. We were both pretty wasted and in no shape to fuck. We were naked in bed, spooning, and my dick just laid there barely hard. It didn't matter, we were sound asleep in a few minutes anyway. When we woke in the morning, I saw him staring at me. I could see him thinking and after a few minutes he asked "What do you think would make your perfect partner?" I choked, really not wanting this type of conversation until I'd at least had some coffee, after a few drinks or never. "I dunno... someone who doesn't mind me fucking around on the side and does the same. A guy I can trust... Someone that won't get jealous of the other guys I fuck. A guy that trusts me. Someone that can be spontaneous and do something crazy at the drop of a hat. Someone that pushes me to try things, but doesn't want to mold me into someone else" I said. I knew it wasn't an exhaustive list but to be honest I really had avoided thinking about it. "Yeah, you didn't really strike me as the monogamous type. What kind of spontaneous things?" he asked. "Hmmm. Just flying off and spending the weekend someplace I've never been. Having sex in an exotic location. Leaving a pile of laundry and going over to the bathhouse and having fun with random people" I said. "I knew you had a high sex drive but it's really part of everything you think about, isn't it?" he said. It wasn't a question I answered right away, so he then asked "In this hypothetical run to the bathhouse, are you with your partner or not?" "We go there together... but then I could see it go several ways. Having fun together, having fun together with other people or each finding other people there. I'm an exhibitionist and like people watching me, whether it's sex, bondage or just fooling around. I love to help a guy explore his sexuality and have him help me" I replied. "Interesting... Do you think this mythical man exists somewhere in the world?" he asked with a grin on his face. "I don't really think so. I tried to find him when I was younger and guys said they were ok with me fucking around, but it always became an issue. I hated getting close to someone and then having it fall apart. I'm not an easy guy to get along with for more than a few hours" I said. "I guess" Gabriel said. We laid there for a while and he broke the silence with "My tattoo appointment is at two this afternoon. Want to skip doing your laundry today and spend a few hours before my appointment over at Steam?" A smile grew over my face and I rolled over to face him saying "Are you trying to prove to me that you're the guy I gave up looking for?" "I think you're just afraid to find that guy" he said before getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. We got cleaned up and made it over to the bathhouse just before eleven. I was a little nervous about running into RJ but we got a room and wandered around. "If you find someone you want to take to the room, just go. I prefer the public play areas" I told him, but he stayed near me most of the time. We ended up in the dark room and I fucked him as soon as we found a spot. He seemed to tense up when a guy started feeding him his cock but when I rubbed his back he began to get into it. I felt a guy next to me and slowly fucked Gabriel for another minute before letting the new guy take over. I moved over to a chubby college guy that had just walked in. He kneeled on the bench and slid into his well fucked hole. The guy that fucked Gabriel lasted a few minutes before I heard him moan and stop fucking. Another guy took his place and lasted just a little longer when he did the same thing. When that guy left, I pulled out of the college guy and went back to Gabriel and felt his ass. He had taken at least one load and probably two and Gabriel began squeezing my fingers inside his hole. When the guy that was face fucking him groaned I knew he'd gotten his third load of the day. I tapped him on the shoulder and he stood up and we moved on. Finding nothing happening on the third floor, we went back to the second level and took another lap. We went into one of the glory hole booths and someone was in the cubicle next door. I whispered in his ear "feed him" and pushed him to the hole. I heard a faint "Oh fuck yeah" come from the other side of the wall, so the guy must have liked what he saw come through the hole. While Gabriel wasn't fully hard in the beginning, I assumed he didn't stay that way long from his moaning. I moved behind him and slipped into his cum-filled hole. I fucked him gently while kissing the back and sides of his neck, listening to him moan. The guy on the other side must have been good since I could hear Gabriel moan and feel him squirm as the guy got him close and then backed off. I began to thrust a little harder and Gabriel went back to squirming. Suddenly he froze and I heard him say "No... NO! NOOOO!!!" and he started panting. Seconds later, I felt his hole start to spasm and I assumed he shot his load into the guy's mouth. When his orgasm faded I pulled out and he fell back against me before turning around and holding me tightly. "Shit! Fuck! Damn it! The fucker backed his ass up on my dick and I couldn't stop from cumming in him!" Gabriel sobbed as he held me tight. "Remember what I told you. Guys that do that stuff here are either poz already, looking to be poz or on prep. It's not your job to keep them safe" I said, stroking his back. He calmed down and we left the glory hole, noticing the room next door was now empty. We walked some more and watched a few guys fuck in their rooms and in one of the larger rooms. A pair of older leather daddies were playing in the sling and it was amazing to see the connection they had. While they mainly were giving each other pleasure, they also were putting on a show for those of us that were watching. "They barely talk yet they know what the other is thinking" Gabriel whispered to me. I nodded and noticed the top looking over at me with a grin. I looked back and mouthed silently "fucking hot" before nudging Gabriel toward the door. We walked a bit more and passed the chalkboard at the top of the stairs on the second floor. "poz wanted 213" it said scrawled across the bottom. I didn't want to pass up that chance and we wandered around looking for the room. The guy was face down, ass up with some guy drilling him when we got there. As the top's pace increased, so did his grunts and twenty seconds later he was dumping a load in the bottom. The guy in the doorway stopped stroking and took the tops place. He pushed in easily, paused a second and then just hammered him for a minute before adding his seed to the mix. When he left, I started toward the bottom and Gabriel looked at me. "You gonna?" he asked, shocked that I had no problem fucking and breeding this stranger. I stepped close and looked down and someone had drawn a biohazard tramp stamp in marker on him. I pushed in and felt the loads he'd gotten before me. When I got half way in, I stopped and asked "Chasin?" and the bottom responded "mmhmm." I fucked him hard and with the warmup of fucking Gabriel in the gloryhole, I was adding my bug to his ass in a few minutes. I pulled back out slowly, trying to leave as much cum inside the bottom as possible. I gave Gabriel a gentle push and said "You heard him, he wants it." His cock said yes since it was hard again but the look in his face said no. "You want something potent, chaser?" I snarled. "Oh god yeah... poz me, sir" the bottom cried out. I watched Gabriel close his eyes, grab the bottom's hips and push his hard shaft in. He pumped his cock in and out, building up steam. When the bottom begged "Give it to me... please!" Gabriel gave one more shove and shot his load into the sloppy hole. I could see the conflict in his eyes so I led him back to our room and we sat down on the bed. "You ok?" I asked. He slowly turned to me and said "I don't know. I can't believe I just pozzed two guys" he said, staring blankly at me. "Both of them wanted it. In different ways, but both willingly took it. Don't ask why. They made their decision and you helped them on their journey. Besides, one load rarely does it" I said calmly. Gabriel nodded and we got up and went to the locker room. Once we were showered and dressed, we headed over to the tattoo shop. We were a few minutes early and went in. Gabriel met the artist and he looked over the renderings. I sat in a chair by the door wondering if I had done the right thing or had just ruined our friendship. "Craig, come here. Look at this. What do you think?" Gabriel called out. I walked over and looked over the drawing. The confusion was apparent immediately. Gabriel looked at me and then said "Oh, I forgot to tell you. I changed the tattoo. It's going on my chest now!" I laughed and said "That looks really good. It's going to be a lot more visible now." He pulled his tee off and took a seat before he removed his nipple piercing. "We've been doing these a lot lately. Scorpions too, but mostly biohazards. I think everyone is making up for lost time after last year and screwing anything that moves, regardless of the consequences" the artist said as he finished setting up. "Blake usually does the poz guys but he's off at a show this weekend. I swear he's just looking for hookups at those things" he said as he shaved around Gabriel's pec. "Last one I did was a pair of blond frat guys who wanted matching small scorpions on their wrist. No other ink on 'em and didn't even have a pierced ear. Probably horny guys that got more than they bargained for" he said as he started in. I had to chuckle and wondered if they were the guys I fucked in the grocery store bathroom. Due to the simple design, Gabriel's tattoo was done in no time. I was impressed with the artist's steady hand and smooth arcs on the tattoo. The biohazard symbol in black ink was centered around his left nipple and had just the right proportions for his body, almost three inches in diameter. Big enough to see within ten feet yet, not too big to look silly. He didn't put the date on it in the end as the artist thought that it would clutter up the design too much. The smile on Gabriel's face when he saw it was priceless. I had never seen him that happy. "OK, Sara is waiting for the next step in back. Follow the care instructions so it heals well. Let me know when you want the next one" the artist said with a wink. I followed him to the back of the shop and was surprised to see that this was the piercing section. "Let's get this one back in first and then work on that other one" the piercer said, slipping the little barbell back into his left nip. As she got ready to pierce Gabriel's other nipple, he asked "Craig, how come you don't have any piercings?" "I had my left ear done a long time ago, but took it out when I was looking for a job after college and never wore it after that. It's closed up now" I said. "You should put it back in. I think it would look good on you. Maybe get a matching one on the other side too" he said. The piercer looked at me and smiled. "Those are so easy, I can do it when I finish his" she said, giving me a wink. I watched Gabriel get his nipple pierced and almost fainted. A few minutes later, I had two more holes in my head. "They are just simple studs. Once they heal you can find something nicer or stretch them. I think a small gauge would look good on you. Maybe a nose ring too" she said to me. Looking at Gabriel she said "Obviously you know how to care for your new piercing since the other one turned out great. You can show him too in case he doesn't remember. Let me know if you want anything else done." Gabriel turned to her and said "Do you do genital piercings? I was thinking of a PA."

Love to have this alpha in my ass!

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.

Personally I would just ignore them, I know I'm a slut. If they are persistent you can block them. My problem on the apps tend to be bug chasers, even though I'm a slut, I can't understand why you would intentionally want a disease or give one to someone, usually they take the hint that you aren't into their particular "thing". I also figure if they are local and truly a slut they've probably already taken one of my loads.

Friendly guy looking for rough play and a raw load.

I am not into men or gay men. I am very much into faggots. When I am with one, I expect a set of simple rules: first, the sex organ of the fag is his pussy not his thing (I call it “thing” or “clit” as I refuse to concede the term ‘penis’ to it) second, I am completely uninterested in touching his clit. My fag will never get his touched or stimulated during sex with me. third, don’t care if the fag leaks, shoots or otherwise releases somehow provided he is not touching himself. That would be insanely disrespectful, as It reduces me to being the faggot’s dildo. That’s why I have a strong preference for fags in chastity or who are aware enough to understand that his thing should be put away and not in the way. I also have a strong preference for fags that do not get hard anymore. There can only be one man on my bed. That’s ME

Oh for fucks sake! Did you die mid word!?

Hell yeah I drink my own piss; hate to waste piss anytime. Love to drink piss from another man; and so enjoy a piss69