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I am a Paramedic, and have always been turned on by other guys, even though a lot of females flirt with me, especially the hospital nurses. I must be reserved especially when in the fire house with the other guys, which most act they are homophobic. At least the bunk room is split, so the EMS personnel won't disturb the firefighters due to the number of calls we receive in a 24 hour shift. We got a call for a medical transport of an HIV patient to the DC Hospital NIH (National Institute of Health). This was a medical transfer from a regular nursing home, to this specialized facility due the fact the patient, was actually an AIDS patient and apparently not responding to medical therapy and this was going to be a last chance effort to get him stabilized. No one wanted to ride in the patient compartment with the patient, scared the close proximity would be contagious. I took this opportunity to get an education. Of course precautions were in place, both myself and the patient had masks on, and I was gloved up as well. The patient was to have EKG monitored during the trip along with an IV drip. The ride was going to be approximately 1 1/2 hour due to the heavy traffic during a rush hour commute. Once the trip began, my patient, which I will call Ken, was very talkative, and soon I had him comfortable and relaxed. He told me he had developed AIDS about 10 months prior, and was in a long care nursing home for treatment, but knew he was on the terminal list. During our ride, I confided in him that I was gay but not out of the closet, and needed to be discreet. He said he had not had a lover in over a year, but never regretted being gay, and his only release was when he could jack off. I told him that he was a cute guy and I could see how he probably didn't have trouble getting a lover when he was in his prime. He reached out from under his blanket which covered him in the cot, to pat my leg and thank me. I reached out to take and hold his hand when he did this to give him some comfort. He commented about the all the precautionary steps taken to keep him isolated, but it did make him feel like the plague victim. I then removed my glove to hold his hand and removed his gloved hand as well, so we could be skin to skin. I had been reading stories on BreedingZone and they always turned me on. I knew i was negative, but gay, and still horny. He said it gave him a little rush that I removed my gloves to touch him, and he thanked me and said it actually made his cock stir. The Medic Unit was an enclosed compartment, with only an intercom connecting the driver with the patient area, and the windows were treated dark so you no one could see in from the street. WHen he told me he had gotten excited, I lifted the blanket to check him out and to see if he had an erection. Of course when I did this, it excited him even more and he began to get hard. I reached out with my bare hand and took hold of his growing cock. He said it had been such a long time since anyone had touched him. I gave him a compliment of his size and girth as his cock grew. Our talk was just about at whisper level since we didn't want the driver to hear us. I told him it turned me on too to have his cock grow in my hand, which was about 9 inches and the width of a cardboard tube on a paper towel roll. He and I had our eyes locked together as I slowly stroked his cock..and he told me he would not last long if I kept that up. We both had pulled down our masks so we could see each other more clearly. He asked if i was scared I would catch his AIDS, and I told him not to worry, I can make my own decisions. He told me he was extremely turned on by me and my tender care. I guided his hand up my leg so he could touch my cock and see how hard I was . I knew we had at least and hour more of our transport, so I open my pants and let them slide down to my ankles and let him stroke my cock. (I figured it was only fair since I had his hard cock in my hands as well) I figured, when a person is on death row in a prison, they give him a last meal, so here my patient was basically on death row in a hospital setting, and going to his final place to die, so why not give him some final release. My precum was flowing, and he would put his fingers to his mouth and lick it off, telling me how sweet it tasted. When he took the next scoop of my precum in his fingers, and began to raise them to his lips, I stopped his arm and directed his fingers into my mouth and sucked them clean. His cock jumped and precum began flowing out of his cock. With his two fingers in my mouth, and our eyes locked to each other, he hooked his fingers behind my teeth and began to pull me closer to his face. WHen he removed his fingers, I kept moving closer and I kissed his lips, and our mouths opened and we frenched kissed for about a 3 minute continuous passionate kiss. When we broke our kis, I remained close to his face as he whispered to me..."Oh fuck !" my hand had not left his hard cock as I stroked it...and I leaned down and put his hard cock into my mouth and began to suck him. He began moaning, and his had reached from my cock to my ass cheeks and began rubbing and touching my hole. I was so turned on by this, I wanted more, much more. He was now very hard and his precum walk flowing like a slow leak of a water pipe. I grabbed his hard that was on my ass, and moved his hand so he could touch his precum that was a steady flow from his cock, then when his fingers were covered, I moved his hand and wet fingers back to my ass which he proceeded to push into my tight ass. Again, he moaned.."Oh fuck" and I looked him in the eyes and told him I am game for it. Since we were in a back up, and traffic was moving in a crawl, I unhooked his seat belts and turned my ass around and backed up to him, and he turned onto his side so his cock was pointing to my ass. As soon as i felt the tip of his cock touch my ass, it was like fireworks. I arched my ass back as I felt his lubed up cock begin to enter my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto him as his cock slid up into my ass to his balls. We sat still for a bit, and I moaned for him to fuck me. I squeezed my ass cheek muscles and he said he better pull out, because he was going to cum soon. I told him to put it in me and to poz me up....next thing I felt was his cock twitching in me, and about 12-15 huge squirts of his toxic seed was shooting deep into my ass. We stayed still for a about 4 minutes, with him still inside of me, since our traffic jam ham come to a complete stop, I didn't want the extra movement to raise suspicion with my partner that something was going on. I turned my face to look back at him, and he whispered "thank you". I told him it my pleasure too...then we began to make out again for what seemed to be about along 15 minutes, and until traffic began to move again. When I pulled off of his cock, most of his load remained up in my ass, but a glob did fall onto his leg. I leaned over and sucked it up. I pulled up my pants and readjusted myself...and knelt on the floor to be closer to Ken...and we began to make out again for the trip. Before we arrived at the hospital, I gave him another blow job and he came in my mouth in which I swallowed. When we dropped him off and took him up to his room, I purposely left the clipboard on his night stand as we moved him over to his permanent bed. When my partner returned to out unit, I commented I left the clipboard, and needed to run back up and get it. The nurse was just coming out of his room when I got there, so when I went inside, I went over to his bedside and asked him to meet me in the bathroom. I helped him and guided his IV pole, as we entered the restroom. I moved his robe out of the way as I dropped my pants and asked him to fuck me again. He got rock hard again and with his precum dripping again, and the huge cum load he put up in me already, I was pretty lubed up to take him again. I leaned over the sink as he fucked me deep and hard...the noise of the squishy cum in my ass was a turn on for us both. HE moaned he was going to cum again so i asked where he would want to put it? He moaned back in me again to breed me with his DNA....I moaned back, "Yes, give me it". Ken had passed away a week later after I visited him one more time, he was too weak to go to the restroom, but we made out and I gave him one more blow job and swallowed his cum. Even after that, I still did not convert poz. So, now I am still turned on to play with poz guys any chance I get.

My first visit to Paris, I went to visit my cousin who was living there temporarily. My friend being a girl, we had few moments to actually check out the gay scene etc. On the Sunday I was there, my friend had to work early the next day and she convinced me to just go out by myself and see what Paris night life was like. Super nervous, but very excited I set out on my own. Never having been to Paris (or Europe) I didn’t know the concept/frequency of dark rooms in bar/clubs. I enter this one bar playing top 40s music upstairs, nice mixed crowd and they had a basement area as well. Curious - I went downstairs. Similar music playing but much darker lighting and more intimate dancing. I definitely enjoyed the dark ambiance more than upstairs so I decide to get a drink. I’m standing in line, most likely sticking out like a sore thumb when this taller Latino guy comes up to me and starts talking to me in French. I don’t speak French so I just politely smile and ask English? He doesn’t speak English. Then he asks for Spanish and I used my few Spanish skills to communicate. In the conversation he asks when I arrived and what bars I had visited etc and as soon as he learned that it was my first bar, my first night out alone, For being very basic conversation - the sexual energy was very charged up very quickly. During talking he puts his arms around my waist and casually his hand slides under my waist line and he feels for my underwear. Once he pulls on the strap of the jockstrap I’m wearing I see an even bigger charge in his sexual energy. He immediately grabs my hand, leading me out of the line we were waiting to get a drink and towards a door in the corner of the basement. I’ve noticed a few people strolling in and out of that door but without a sign saying what it was I assumed it was a bathroom. He pulls me into that room and it’s pitch black. A little bit of light streaming in from the bar area but gave very little options to see more than feet shuffling. As far as I could tell the room was empty but didn’t have much time to look around since as soon as we get into the room and starts making out with me very intensely. This is not who I am - hooking up with a stranger, even just making out, is not typical behavior but must’ve been because I was in town a few days with no male exposure or just the situation but I immediately kiss him back with the same amount of energy. He’s touching me all over, pulling up my shirt, hands everywhere, as he grabs my ass and pulls me flush against his body I feel his rock hard Dick pressing against my stomach. Again this had been not even 5-6 minutes of me arriving to the bar but it was so hot I didn’t even think twice. I drop down and take his Dick out and into my mouth in one swift move. I can taste a lot of precum and as soon as my mouth is on him he moans very loud and starts speaking French. I don’t know what he’s saying but the moans in between sentences is pure ecstasy and I lose myself in the moment just pleasing him. After a few minutes, he pulls me up and starts making out with me again super hard. Never had a guy makeout with me immediately after giving him head so it was a turn on that he seemed to want to taste himself in my mouth. Super hot kissing. He pulls my pants down and finally has access to grab my ass fully since I only have a jock on covering only the front. As soon as his fingers touch my hole, he whisper “so warm” and then turns me around, a little roughly, and bends down to start eating my ass. Now when I tell you this guy was a pro, you just have got to imagine the most expert tongue driving me wild. I was pushing back onto his face it felt so good. He stands up and immediately I feel his Dick press against my hole. Thankfully when this started, another guy walked into the back room to cruise a bit and that snapped me out of my horny bubble and I had the foresight to ask him to put on a condom. I hear the frustration in his tone as he says he doesn’t have one and just wants to feel inside me for a few seconds. As much as I wanted it, I told him I had a condom in my pants and got it out. He told me to put it on him myself and then get it wet again, I pull out the cheap free-bar condoms and roll it onto him but it’s super super tight on his rock hard Dick. After it’s on, I start sucking him again to get the cheap condom nice and wet and after a few minutes he stands me back up and starts poking at my hole again. I’m so horny still and his Dick filling me up felt so good. He went slow, knowing his Dick was huge and the only lube being used was spit. After a few minutes of opening me up he bends down again to start licking my ass. Again this guy is an expert and immediately takes me to that super horny point again and I’m pushing back against his face. He gets up, repositions himself and then enters me again and this time he slides right in all the way balls deep and I am in heaven. He grunts very loud and starts fucking me deeply, pulling all the way out and all the at back in. I am moaning very loud. I completely forgot about the other guy who walked in who I thought was just standing in the corner but turns out a 4th guy was there the whole time and they had started to mess around in the next corner. The new guy then asks me to suck him but I don’t feel comfortable but the guy topping me moves in their direction while still in me so I’m being fucked but now facing these two strangers. In the heat of the moment I decide, what the hell, and starts jerking the two guys so I have no hands to keep stable but my top had yet to miss a beat from the deep pounding. One guy asks me if it’s okay to take a photo of my ass getting fucked with no face in the shot and I’m barely paying attention and just say yeah whatever. He takes the pic, a super bright flash in the dark area but after he takes the pic and I’m now more blind then just the darkness. He looks at the pic and then tells my top, “fuck yeah breed that ass raw”. It wasn’t until I heard him say that, that I realized the difference of feeling from when we first started to when he really started fucking me and I reach back and feel his cock and confirm he’s been in me raw for probably a while. I pause to move away and he firmly grasps my arms in place and says something in French in my ear. Again I don’t understand so I ask in Spanish and he says, “you know you like this and it’s too late now”. He’s right, it’s been at least 10 minutes of him fully raw deep in my second hole so the real deviant comes out of my and I start pushing back onto his Dick in a fervor. Finally having the mutual understanding of what’s happening the sexual tension turns up to the highest level it’s been. Completely forgetting about the other guys, we starting slamming into each other and I’m moaning so very loud. Thankful that the bar music was equally loud. He moaning fast and harsh mixed with French words into my ear and biting my neck. I feel that I’m right at the edge of cumming so I start jerking myself and tell him I’m going to cum and he says, “me first” and pushes himself, balls deep in me and I feel the pulsing of his Dick and the shooting of hot thick liquid deep in me. Fully sent over the edge I also cum all over my pants and shoes which I’m still wearing while he’s deep inside me. The top did not stop fucking me even after he came and I could just feel how wet and cummy my ass was. He kisses me one last time before pulling up his pants and walking right out of the backroom. The two guys still in there are telling me how hot it was to watch and ask to top me. This time I stood firmly in my condom stance and they both wore one and I took turns sitting on their laps back and forth while they made out and eventually made both of them cum. Walked out of the bar feeling used but so so satisfied. That was my first time being stealthed.

When I’m in bottom mode I love the feeling of a man orgasming inside me. The DNA exchange is hot af

Got high and walked WeHo with no underwear and my ass out. Not many pickers at 1am but this guy with a 7" I met on grindr owned my ass in the middle of a sidewalk his hot load vanished in my bussy. A lady walked across from us staring. It was so hot. Here's a little treat for yall.

Coming Out Wednesday morning I got a call from Marc. He was back in his office and had been catching up on work in addition to getting his dripping dick taken care of. "It comes with the territory, I guess. I just wish it hadn't killed our play time in San Francisco. We were like nuns, just visiting the tourist things and eating. We even had to change underwear a couple times a day since they got really crusty" Marc told me. It had been two weeks since their visit to the bathhouse and I expected that he and his partner would start feeling the effects of all of those potent loads very soon. "Was it just you or did Sebastian also have issues?" I asked innocently. "Both of us got it and the doctor put us on an aggressive treatment. I think Sebastian had a hard time not being a little pig in San Francisco. He begged me a few times to get a quick hookup, but I told him that it would be too risky to pass the STD on" Marc explained. I wondered if that attitude would change after they converted. "Sebastian was feeling a little tired and ached this morning so I don't know if that was a reaction to the medication or just exhaustion from the trip. We did walk a lot while sightseeing" Marc said. We took care of the work issues and the call ended almost two hours later. The rest of the week Gabriel shadowed other waitstaff but also had to fill in just about every other position. Friday, I sent a few messages to Marc early in the day, but never got a response. My own task list was long and I didn't have any time to think about it until I got home and relaxed on the sofa. I didn't see Gabriel until early Saturday morning when he showed up at my place after his Friday night shift and he looked really tired. He stripped, showered and crawled into bed. Pulling him close to me, I kissed the back of his shoulder and before I could go any further he was sleeping. Chuckling, I gave him a hug and then faded out too. He slept in and I had breakfast cooked and waiting for him when he finally got up around ten AM. Just after noon we were back in bed, but this time sleep wasn't on the menu. My balls were full from several days without sex. I should have given Chase another dose on Thursday just to drain the tanks, but I knew I needed to move on. Hopefully Z would remember what I told him after he came down from his high. I was probably rougher with Gabriel than normal, but I needed to work off a week's worth of built up testosterone and he seemed to like me tossing him around. We fucked in almost every position possible and by the time he had to get ready for work, my balls were empty. Sunday I knew he had to get to work by four but I hoped that we could do something other than just fuck in my condo. Apparently I wasn't the only one to think that. Shortly after we woke, he rolled over on his side and was looking at me, smiling. I could tell he was thinking about something but I just waited for him to say it. "Remember when I asked you about your ideal spontaneous bathhouse visit?" he asked, his smile turning into a devious grin. "Yeah?" I replied, not sure where this was heading. "Well..." he started and then paused. "I've never... been with a guy that... fucks around with as many guys as you" he said. I nodded back at him, wondering if this was the point where he said he'd had enough. "Um... did you really mean it when you said you wanted a partner that did the same?" he asked a few moments later. I swallowed hard and replied "Uhh... you asked about my ideal partner and that was part of it, yeah. Why?" He seemed to ignore my question and kept going "Do you like seeing your partner with other guys? Or... do you think we should fuck around separately?" he asked. This was an easy question to answer and I immediately replied "I like sharing a guy with others. Remember the dark room at the baths the last time? I let a couple other guys have fun with you too. I hoped you liked it as much as I did. But... I don't think that a partner should only have sex when I'm around. It's hot knowing he might be hooking up with someone at any time." He chuckled and said "yeah, that was hot. I've never been ok with guys I've been with fooling around with others at the same time. But... you're different. You're so afraid of being in a relationship that its easy for me to accept you fucking other guys. It's just sex to you and the last thing you want is getting attached to them." I nodded, trying to ignore the fact that he considered us partners. "So... speaking of Steam... want to go over there for a few hours and have some fun?" I wasn't sure if he just wanted a change of venue or truly change it up. "Maybe... what's your plan?" I asked. "We could fuck a bit or maybe you want to watch guys fuck me. The sling looked like fun. I was only in one once before at a friend's party in California. This time, though... If I fuck a guy, I get to choose him. OK?" he said, the grin getting more devilish. It was something I didn't really expect. From our discussions he had been a pretty vanilla guy in the past and I thought he just ignored my indiscretions to stay in my orbit. "You know, you're probably going to get a lot of attention once guys see your new tattoo. You might have a few chasers begging you to do em... and some guys making some pretty rude comments too" I told him. "Yeah, I know. I want to see what the reaction is going to be. I wasn't ready when we were at the leather bar and I didn't want to embarrass you in front of your co-workers. Sorry that it came out right before I left that I was poz" he responded. "Don't worry about that. I was just happy you talked about it so... easily. Not much was said about it after you left. They were more interested in the back room" I replied. He smiled back "You need to show it to me sometime. I bet you know your way around a place like that. Maybe get your friends to join us. Omar was really hot. Too bad I can't fuck him" he said and the smile disappeared. "Why? Omar is vers from what I heard. He's Tim's friend, though. I met him when you did" I replied. "Why??? Really? Do you really not care about the other guy's status?" he asked incredulously. "I already told you I don't. I might tell before I fuck them in a place like that since I have a reputation there. Maybe you have the right idea by displaying your status so there's no doubt. Oh... and it doesn't matter with Omar. He's poz" I said. Shocked would be an understatement of his expression. "What? He's so young" Gabriel said. "Tim too. Now you know a couple more poz guys to play with if you want to... uh... serosort" I said. He grinned and I could see he now had Omar back in his sights. I kinda wondered if he wanted to be a cumdump for them or fuck both of them silly. Or both. "So... Are you going to join me over at Steam today? I can only spend a couple hours there before I need to get ready for work" he said, rolling out of bed and heading to the bathroom. We walked over to the bathhouse and went in. I didn't get a room this time since it sounded like Gabriel was looking for public play. He got several looks in the locker room when he took his shirt off and even more as we wandered around. While no one said anything directly to him, I heard several approving comments like "fuck that tat's sweet", "that ink makes him even hotter" and "looks fresh, I hope he's still toxic" which made me happy that he wasn't getting grief for displaying his status. My vanity took a big hit, though, since most of the guys were looking at him and ignoring me. When we walked into the upstairs playroom, the sling was empty. A few guys were using the benches but most were just wanking while they checked out the other guys. I heard a couple guys quietly say "oh... fuck yeah" as we walked in and I wasn't totally sure why. We still had our towels around our waist, so they didn't know how hung we were. Maybe they were making assumptions based on our color or because we were a couple really good looking guys or maybe they saw Gabriel's tat in the dim light. I kind of got my answer when Gabriel climbed into the sling. "Fuck", "Crap" and "Damn" were a few of the words so they must have seen the biohazard tat and were hoping he was going to fuck a few of them. I thought "I guess it does pay to advertise" as I raised Gabriel's feet into the straps. I threw both of our towels over the top of the sling frame and just looking at him lay there made my dick hard. I handed him a bottle of poppers and he looked at me, shaking his head. "That shit just gives me a headache" he said and I took them back. Looking back over our fucks, I realized that other than some alcohol or weed, we had never used anything else to assist our fucking. No lube either, other than spit and precum. "An organic fuck" I chuckled to myself as I knelt down and began to rim his ass. I was only down there a minute or two but we seemed to be drawing a crowd. When I stood up there were guys at all four corners of the sling, all with their dicks in their hands. Adding some spit to my hand, I slicked up my shaft and pulled him to me. With my cock at his hole I looked down and grinned before thrusting my hips in. Gabriel grunted but relaxed and let me inside. Tugging on his legs, he started to sway and while I slipped out of his hole on the first few swings, I never had a problem getting back in. Deeper and deeper my cock went each cycle. "Oh yeah", "fuck that cunt" and "loosen him up for the rest of us" were the comments coming from the guys around us. Looking around, the guys were the usual crowd from the bathhouse. Most were probably bottoms hoping to take Gabriel's place and a few of the others were hoping for the chance to fuck him. As we fucked, I was checking out the guys, trying to figure out which were worthy of fucking him. I realized that I had never been concerned about who was the next guy to fuck anyone. I preferred to think that it didn't matter and it was time to look for my next hole. The sounds of the chains and Gabriel's body slapping into me got louder as I began to tug harder on his thighs. The crowd grew a little bit the longer we fucked. Sometimes a guy would stroke too hard, shoot his load and leave, but he was replaced by someone almost immediately. I felt two guys behind me and could sense they were pretty big. I looked back to my left and all I saw was chest and neck. He was a good eight inches taller than me and the guy next to him was just a bit shorter. Next, I glanced over my right shoulder to get a better look and the guy was a little smaller, but not by much. Both were muscular and dark, but unlike a lot of guys their size, they gave me room to work. "Ya like fuckin that poz hole?" Gabriel said, grinning back at me. I watched a couple guys leave, but there were still almost a dozen still around us. The big guys behind me didn't seem to move an inch. I was shocked he would say something like that. After our first fuck, I'd always avoided any poz talk. After a few moments, I suspected that Gabriel was trying to chase away anyone that didn't want to fuck a cum filled poz hole. "Yeah, it's fuckin' sweet" I growled back and started to fuck harder. "Good... cuz I need a recharge" Gabriel growled back, almost like a command. Tugging him back hard, I planted my cock in deep and ground my hips on his ass before shoving him away. My cock came free of his hole with a plop and then I speared back in. Doing it a second time, I felt my body start to quiver. "You want my hot load in there?" I snarled back at Gabriel. "Fuck yeah!" he yelled out and with one more plunge into his ravaged hole I started to shoot. Holding his legs tight, spurts of cum pumped into his ass and my body twitched. "Yeah! Breed his ass", "Flood that poz hole!" and "Knock him up good" were a few of the comments I heard while I drained my balls. There were others but they were just noise as I looked down at Gabriel. He had that big grin on his face that I loved to see. I gave his ass another stroke or two and slowly backed away. Just as the head was about to pull out, I heard a deep voice from behind me ask "Can I fuck him next?" I turned my head and saw the taller muscle guy behind me give me a smile. I glanced back at Gabriel to see if he was ok with it and when I saw the nod I said "Yeah, give him a good ride." In all of the times I had fucked a guy in a sling like that, I couldn't remember hearing a guy ask the previous top permission to fuck the bottom. It was a classy move that I appreciated. Seconds later, we had swapped spots and he was sliding into Gabriel's sloppy hole. "Ahhh, fuck yeah" came out of both of their mouths at the same time. The big guy's cock was about my size, and Gabriel took it easily. He fucked for about ten minutes before he unloaded his cum inside Gabriel. "Thanks. You're a great fuck" the guy told Gabriel before turning his head towards me. "Thanks for sharing him. My bug's got some kick so I hope he really wanted a recharge" he said to me. I nodded and said "mmmhmm, mine too." The guy's friend asked me if it was ok to fuck Gabriel and I said "It's his choice, not mine." The guy smiled and nodded waiting for his friend to pull out. Once Gabriel gave him the nod, he pushed in and let out a loud, deep moan. When his friend started to fuck, the big guy whispered in my ear "Any time you want to drop a load, my ass is yours." He gave me a wink and I grinned back at him, nodding. As the friend started to fuck, I backed away into the shadows, leaving Gabriel to have fun without me playing traffic cop. Wandering around, I found a few guys in rooms needing some dick and I gave them all a quick fuck. The gym bunny that was my age whimpered and whined if I gave him more than half of my dick and the early twenties twink was so wired I felt like he was going to bolt out the door at any second. The last guy, a chubby daddy in his sixties was by far the best fuck. I'm sure the first two attracted a lot more guys but left every top disappointed. The daddy didn't disappoint. He worked his ass around my cock and moaned just enough to let me know that he liked it without going over the top. Having fucked him longer than the twink and gym dude combined, I thrust in and dumped a few shots of cum into his hungry hole. "Ohhh, fuck yeah. Thank you... I needed that" the daddy said. "Thank you. Hope to see you next time" I told the daddy as I left in search of Gabriel. He wasn't in the sling, since it was now occupied by a guy I'd seen there many times before. Several of us had nicknamed him "The Sling Hog." No one was trying to fuck him and I didn't see Gabriel anywhere in the room. Eventually I found him in the sauna fucking a guy kneeling on one of the benches. Quietly, I moved closer and then stopped, chuckling to myself. The guy on his knees was Chase and Gabriel was fucking him hard. I heard him say something and then Chase replying loudly "Yes, sir" a few times. I went over to the other side and sat on the bench, barely being able to see them fuck through the steam. When I heard Gabriel growl out, I knew he'd just added his DNA to Chase's well-bred ass. I watched him walk out the door a minute later and followed him out before Chase could see me. I caught up to him in the hall and we headed downstairs to the locker room showers. "How'd you like Chase's ass?" I asked as we started cleaning off. "Greedy mother, isn't he. He saw me in the hall and asked about the tat and if I was undetectable. When I told him 'no', he just about dragged me into the sauna to fuck him. You fucked him before?" Gabriel asked. "Yeah, he's taken a lot of my seed. Not sure why he's not knocked up yet" I replied, as I turned off the shower. Gabriel turned off the water and then began to dry himself off before we went to the locker room. "Maybe he is. A guy I knew in Cali was poz for about three years before he found out. He left a trail of guys he infected all over the state thinking he was neg" Gabriel said. I laughed and said "That would suck for him, I think he's really looking forward to the flu" as we got to our locker. "Stupid fuck. That was the worst two weeks of my life" Gabriel replied, as he started putting his clothes on.

** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** ************************************************************************************************************************* He was seated at the bar, drinking with a couple of guys. From his loud laughter, and the silly things he was blurting out, as well as his overall behavior, it was clear to me he was quite drunk. But on the other hand, he was quite sexy. He was, of course, young, no doubt just over 18. The guys recognized him being intoxicated and touched him inappropriately all the time. They grabbed his ass or rubbed his junk while passing him by. He never complained about it. He just grinned like a fool, feeling probably flattered to be the center of the attention. So I tried my luck and ordered a drink at the bar and while standing close to the drunk twink I let my hand slip into his low hip jeans on his backside and my middle finger moved downwards between his ass cheeks, just to find his hole. I pressed my finger against his hole and he relaxed it and let me pass his sphincter. What a slut, I thought to myself. I gave him a cheeky grin and then went back to the two fellows I was with that night. We were all biohazard stallions and we were, let’s put it this way, interested in the youthful guy. He blinked at me and then moved to the back area, where the darkroom was. My mates fist bumped me and cheered, while I got up from my chair I told them to be nearby, in case…. Getting into the backroom my eyes had to adjust to the dimmed light. I saw him wandering about, but I doubted he would actually be notice all the guys lurking about. The risk was too high, that another dick would grab him first and so I hurried up and greeted him with my low voice. He tried to focus me and then showed a foolish smile asking me, if I was the guy fingering outside. I laughed and nodded to that. “You know… I think I had a drink too much and all the jocks look the same to me. Just a big bulge…..” he claimed. “Oh that’s okay…. you are nothing more than a hole to me.” I replied and although my answer was quite reducing him he flashed another smile. “How about three big cocks?” I asked him referring to my two friends. “I guess it would be okay, but we have to play safe. Okay? My boyfriend is out of town and we are faithful to each other. FAITHFUL (in a loud voice). That’s why you can’t fuck me, but it is okay to fuck me now….” he babbled. Such a wasted guy… I signaled my friends to attend me and so they appeared out of the darkness and greeted the teen. “Hey guys – can I touch your bulges to see if you are well endowed?” he asked us. He massaged each of our bulges and seemed to be satisfied to feel 9+ inches of hard cock meat. We looked for a dark corner and there we turned him around, so that he faced the wall. I opened his jeans and lowered them. They fell to the ground and revealed a beautiful round ass. “Don’t forget the condom” he whispered. “Of course not, but let me first finger you. Get you ready for my fat dick.” I suggested and used a bit lube on my fingers and entered his hole with three fingers at once. I crouched behind him, to get a good angle to finger fuck him roughly. He was moaning and enjoyed it obviously. After a while I used only my index finger and my middle finger to actually scratch him from the inside, while pulling my fingers out. I repeated it over and over again and he complained about the growing pain. I told him that I had to prepare him for the hard fuck, but that I would soon been done. I had to rely on my handy work and so I got up and started lubing up my dick. “Sorry guys… but I can’t get hard. Too much alcohol I guess” he giggled. “Never mind, just let us charge your cunt up and we are gone anyway” I replied. “Give him some poppers” I told one of my friends. He handed the boy the brown bottle and told him to use it. “How?” he asked seriously. “I don’t do drugs” he added. “That’s not a drug baby, it is something to inhale to make you feel horny for cocks” I explained. You can keep the bottle afterwards, in case you want to enjoy some other gentlemen dicks in here. “The condom on your cock already?” he asked while he opened the bottle with a ‘plop’ and then sniffed at the bottle opening, while a pal pressed against his other nose opening. ‘Whoooosh’ “Oh my…. oh fuck…. what is this…..” he stuttered. My friends helped him stay on his feet. I parted his ass cheeks in the meanwhile and entered his soft asshole raw. “Oh fuck, this is it…. oh it feels so good. man…. fuck me hard…. fuck me hard into my pussy” he moaned. We made him inhale more of the poppers and every time he was almost freaking out and begging me to fuck deeper into his body. Of course I rammed my whole cock hard into him. This wasn’t supposed to be a romantic affair. This was hardcore POZ fucking. I fucked my dick hard into his hole, trying to inflict even more damage with every thrust I could muster. “You want to get your slut ass charged?” I whispered into his ears, while he experienced one rush after another. He nodded only “Tell me loud, that I can charge your cunt up” I advised him with my low and calm voice. “Fuck me hard into my ass…. (and then louder) Charge my slut ass up” he exclaimed. I grunted and held him by the shoulders, while I was speed-fucking him now. This put me over the edge and my toxic semen erupted inside his ass. My cock gushed five times and I kept on fucking him, to make sure my seed would infiltrate his body soon. After I pulled my cock out, I pretended I would get rid of the condom and stuffed my dick back into my jeans. My pal was next and I told him, while taking his place, to think about the condom. “Yes…. safety first please…. I don’t want to get sick by these…. sick…. bastards….” he repeated himself and took another good whiff. “I think there is enough lube left in there” my friend said with a smirking face. Without hesitance he entered the twink’s ass, who had one POZ load already inside his body…

I'd been talking to this Dude for months. He's POZ. Nice guy. We talked on the phone, exchanged emails, and met once or twice on neutral grounds, like coffee shops and restaurants. Till then we hadn't done anything. Fucking hot bod. A Daddy type. Perfect for me. I'm 28, brown eyes and hair, smooth, and boyish overall. He's in his late 40's, divorced, solidly built, hairy chest, salt and pepper, with a Cock to kill for. He hadn't done me bare, cause he's POZ. I wasn't. At last not yet. He barebacked, but only other POZ guys. He knew about me—that I was NEG and screwed around. I barebacked, too. Some call me promiscuous; and, yes, I'd done the whole nine yards—the Net, the Baths, Bookstores, and Adult Theaters. He didn't know how bad I needed it. At first he was reluctant cause of my Status, and he feared he'd weaken or give in. The spirit's willing, but the flesh is weak—that kind of crap. But he knew himself. I give him credit. He insisted on staying fully clothed, so determined was he to do nothing to impair my health. But I turned him on enough that he wanted to see my Ass in action. He planned merely to finger me, stretch me, and use his Dildos on my Cunt. Of course I encouraged him, supposing what would lead to what. I can get any guy to fuck me. Case in point. When I showed up at his house, it was touch and go. He bent me over doggy style—to stretch me out. He started with two fingers, then up to his wrist. Shit, was he rough—twirling them inside my Pussy like my Ass Walls didn’t exist. I started making slopping noises. Maybe it was the Crisco—maybe my Ass Juices. But I was fairly sure a good portion of that SLOP was BLOOD. My head throbbed from the Poppers. I begged him to fuck me. How I prayed that god would fuck me, but he wouldn't do it. Instead he shoved a Dildo up my Ass. No Lube—except for the SLOP already in me. That stretched me even further. Again his fingers. I was getting finger-fucked and dildo-fucked at the same time. I was crazed with Lust. I wanted his Cock more than anything. I reached behind and grabbed his Crotch. When he slid the Dildo out, I turned and kissed him, twisting his Nips. I couldn't take it any longer. I had to shoot. He'd said he wanted to see me Cum. He pushed me to my knees, and the Dildo went back in. Or so I thought. FUCK! IT HURT SO GOOD! He crashed and burned. "I'm gonna fuckin' breed you. I'm gonna drill you with my POZ Cock. You want that, don't you, Fag. I'm gonna POZ you—make you mine." We could hold back no longer. Cum splashed everywhere—OUR Cum!. OUR Dicks pulsed on for minutes. OUR hair, faces, chests, guts, and Cocks were awash with Jizm—MY CUNT WITH HIS POZ CUM. And that's how POZ met NEG.

Got home from being at the nude beach all day and getting various grindr messages. One pops up and a nice cock pic and from his other photos he looked to be very athletic and said he was 24. Really not a lot of chatting, he ask for location and I provided it. He wants me ass up head down with the door unlocked, but I have a new sex sling I wanted to break in. Guy did even know what I was referring to as he had never heard of it apparently but was ok with me being in it. He finally arrives and I climb in the sling. Cute guy, matches his pictures, turns out he is deaf. I don't know sign language so I just don't say much and lay back and let him have my hole. His dick was nice and long and was pounding the back of my ass wanting to go deeper, it was heaven. He then says he's going to cum and because I hadn't prepared to communicate with someone who was deaf so I did what must have made me look so dumb, I gave him thumbs up with both hands...He cums and I go to be a good bottom and clean his dick with my mouth and he tells be he's got one more load for me, back in the sling I go. He has trouble get hard again but I help him get his cock back inside me. As he is fucking me he pulls the jockstrap I'm wearing to the side to see my cock. I start jerking off as I watch myself in the mirror attached to the sling and so I'm blasting my own load all over myself which gets a great reaction from my top who blast his second load in my gut. It was a little awkward after since I was having to text him through grindr to tell him that he was a good fuck. Apparently I was too as he wanted to have my ass again the following day. I've got a new friend that I don't even know anything about haha.

Spent time in Detroit over the weekend and had the entire day to myself on Friday. Figured I'd see what kind of trouble I could get into so I hit the usual sites and apps. I had made arrangements with a few guys ahead of time and they were the first I contacted, but as happens too often, none of them got back to me. I got some interest, especially on Grindr, but most guys wanted to meet "later," whatever that meant. But then, just before lunch, I got a message from a guy who was 900 feet away - close by, downtown. He was going to take lunch soon and was looking for a hookup. In a flash I was in the bathroom getting ready. The hotel elevators were operated by key card (annoying!), so I went down to the lobby to meet him. He was a security guard, tall and very lean. We didn't talk much, he just followed me onto the elevator and to my room. Once we were inside we both got naked. I bent at the waist to suck his dick while he stood. It was soft, but quickly hardened to a solid 8.5 inches in my mouth! I took him balls-deep down my throat and he sighed in pleasure. I bobbed my head back and forth, gagging and getting him all slick so he could slide right into my ass. As soon as he was rock-hard, I hopped up onto the bed on all fours, my ass pointed toward him. He needed no encouraging, just walked over, placed the head of his dick at my back door, and slid right up to the hilt in one fluid motion. He felt amazing and my ass opened up to welcome him in. He was gentle, holding my hips and sliding slowly in and out of my hole, but he made sure to go balls-deep with every thrust, massaging my prostate as he did. I was enjoying the sensation and found myself not wanting it to end. Just then, though, he announced he was going to cum. "Where do you want it?" he asked. "Cum in me," I said breathlessly. I wasn't sure if that was the answer he expected, but he complied. His strokes increased in speed until finally he let out a small gasp. I clenched my sphincter around his shaft and felt the pulses as he unloaded deep inside me. Finished, he slid out and I spun around to give him the customary cleaning off with my mouth. I was tempted to see if he could go a second time, but I was expecting one of the "later" guys so I let him get dressed and head back out to the elevator (no key card needed on the way down, thankfully). Of course, the "later" guy never showed, so this was my one experience in Detroit. But it was a good one!

Chapter two Continued Previously in Chapter 1, I explained how I met an older top who turned me into his bare bottom playmate when I was a sophomore in college. He managed to convince a few guys to play with us occasionally and ended up finding one guy who I play poker with, Baseball player jock BMOC Tyler, who I really wanted to fuck around with. Since we are both super closeted, he agreed to meet when my friend Phil told him I was his nephew Mark, and so we all got together, got high and fucked, with him fucking 6 loads into me and even allowing me to fuck one into him, all while I wore a mask and wig so he wouldn't recognize me. In Chapter two so far, I got off by teasing him during a poker game, and got caught with my ass hanging out and we even pissed together before he took my underwear and asked me for a ride to campus. We stopped for booze and we are just heading back to the dorm... We pulled into the dorm parking lot and Tyler hopped out before I could ask him for my fake id or my bottle of vodka, insisting he would sneak the booze and the "rest of my shit" in by stuffing it in his baseball gear duffle, making sure to show me that my undies were being used to cradle the booze bottles so they didn't clink, and simultaneously sneering at me with the look of "gotcha" to let me know he wasn't planning on giving them back or the id or booze til we got inside. Luckily for him we were both known to the front desk workers so we didn't need to show our ids as we passed through the entry to the dorm and dashed upstairs. since neither of us were over 21 and we lived in the "dry dorm" we could have been in deep shit if anyone found out what we were sneaking in, but luckily for Tyler, I was the Resident Assistant for our floor so once we were past the second floor stairwell we were pretty much in the clear. I asked Ty for the goods but he looked down the hall like he heard someone coming and just said "not here, I'll text you in a minute and you can come grab them from my room." I tried to object but he dashed into his suite and shut the door, so I had no other option but to slide into my own single room and sit down and wait. While I waited for his text, I moved my mouse and checked my email and was pleasantly surprised to see an email from phil with the subject 'You are popular.' In the email he showed me screen grabs of texts from Tyler from earlier that night, describing how much he had lost at poker because he was so distracted by a friend with an amazing ass. Much to my delight Phil asked for a pic of the friend and his butt and the attachments were pics he had managed to take of me, some blurry and some dark but clear enough to show me bending over early in the evening, where you could see my elastic underwear waistband, and then two with my loose pants where I was almost completely uncovered from top of the crack to the bottom of my round cheeks. Tyler had even included a few pics of me just sitting at the poker table to show my face and had sent them in a message with the caption "doesn't this face need my load on it?" The most recent email from Phil included a long message thread with Tyler asking if my display of totally bare ass was an invitation and if so how Tyler could see if I was interested in letting him see it one on one, to which Phil suggested he a)follow me into the bathroom if he could to see if I was hard, b) find out where my undies had gone and see if he could get them as a trophy, c) if I was not weirded out by the first two, then ask me for a ride back to campus and make sure to get some booze on the way back and finally d)somehow get me alone where he could get me drunk and find a way to make me show him my ass. Phil even suggested that Tyler make a move on me and see if I was down to play but Tyler said no way he could do that unless he knew I wouldn't freak and out him. My cock was hard and in my hand, my pants around my knees and my asshole buzzing for something to fill it when my phone buzzed, indicating Tyler's text had arrived and making me jump and yelp like a wolf caught in a bear trap. I gathered myself and caught my breath as I went to get my phone and just as I began reading the text telling me to come over and let myself in the unlocked door, I saw a new email arrive from phil, in which he sent me a text he had just received from Tyler: "Just got a brill idea, all the guys from my suite r gone 4 wknd so gona put porn from rmm8s comp on tv & put bisex porn 3/4 movies dwn playlist, Ill pretend its my rmm8s if hes not cool w/it" Phil: "Nice, but u should def see if he wants 2 do some of the stuff I gave u 2. tell him its THC resin or sumthin" Tyler: "Mayb but how do i get him 2 jerk w/ me?" Phil: "The sTuff will take care of that. but might help if heat is turned waaaay up and u should wear his undies" Tyler: "1 step ahead of u" The last text came with an attachment I wasn't expecting, a photo of him wearing only my underwear.

I started work at the top bar, ensuring it was well stocked, then the middle and then the lower bar, that’s where my sister was tonight, taking over Peters job for the evening. There were only a few of the regulars in the whole building, I didn’t want to talk to my sister, but she greeted me anyway, “Hi Fagboi, how you doing?” I ignored her but she kept talking anyway “I hear your staying at George’s tonight, hope you got some sleep this afternoon, you’re going to need your energy later” she sniggered at her own private joke I walked away to start collecting glasses when I heard her remark loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear, “Are those moms’ knickers you’re wearing? She has noticed some missing, and stockings, have you got those too?” I turned absolutely bright red, turned around and went up the stairs to clean glasses in another bar. The next couple of hours went without incident although I avoided the lower bar and my sister in the end I had to go back down there and when I did I noticed George sitting at the bar, I had not noticed him come in, when he saw me a smile spread across his face, my sister spoke up “Where you been Fagboi, we have glasses need collecting and washing” “Oh leave him alone” said George, “he is a busy boy” “Or will be later from what I hear” sniggered my sister and George laughed alongside her, I went straight to George, just as I had been instructed by Peter and coached what to say, before he dropped me off, “Thank you for putting me up tonight, I do appreciate it and won’t be any trouble and I will do anything to make my stay pleasurable for you” I was again bright red when I said this, it seemed, it was becoming my natural colour. George reached to my waist and plucked at the side of my G-string showing, “Whose are these?” I thought about lying but knew Peter or my sister would say something “My mother’s” “Nice sexy, I bet she is a sexy bitch too if she wears this kinda thing” “She is” my sister spoke up I was shocked as I never thought my sister would ever talk about our mother like that “She has some real sexy lingerie and a few toys too, as my sissy brother knows only too well, isn’t that right Fagboi?” As she humiliated me by saying these things, George had reached his hand up and was caressing my left nipple, it was still sensitive and felt nice and I took a step toward him so he didn’t have to reach so far, so our bodies where nearer, so my groin touched his leg as he sat on the barstool. Oh my fucking God, what was I doing, I mumbled something about work to do and rushed off towards the bars upstairs only to be called back by my sister reminding me that work still needed doing down there. I rushed around as fast as I could, collecting and washing the glasses and putting them on the shelves, I hated bending over or stretching up to put the glasses where they needed to be as it showed more of my stomach and lower back. I got the job done and went back to the other bars, I noticed every now and again just on odd occasions, I would catch someone looking at me, different people, some my ager some older and I realised they were appraising me, one or two even smiled, not a smile at my humiliation but rather an indication that they liked what they saw. I know that makes me sound big headed, but it wasn’t many people, maybe just 3 guys the entire night. At one point I returned to the lower bar to find George had bought me a drink and asked me to sit with him, of course I told him I was busy but my sister insisted I could spend a few minutes as an employee, I was also a hostess she said, it didn’t even occur to me that she had referred to me as a hostess rather than a host, anyway, I sat on a barstool next to George and immediately his hand was on my thigh, quite high up and stroking gently, I knew I should not close my legs and so I sat there whilst he kept his hand on my thigh, indicating to everyone that for tonight at least, I was his property. I quickly drank my drink and got back to work, and when I finished, George was waiting to take me back to his place, he promised my sister that we would have a great night and we walked out to his car. When we got to Georges place, we got out of his car and he put his arm around me like I was his girlfriend or something, in fact much the same way that Helen and I had walked many times, we entered his house and he led me through to the living room. George’s house was lovely, clean and full of the latest gadgets, he obviously had plenty of money as I guessed from the huge flat screen TV on the wall, and when he showed me the bedroom a massive bed, mirrors on walls and ceiling, he obviously liked to watch himself. “Where am I sleeping?” “You will be in here with me, now, let’s get you out of those jeans and let’s get a proper look at what you look like in your mother’s panties………………wow, you look fucking sexy in them, I bet she does too, next time you come here I want you to wear a different pair of hers, and don’t wear clean ones, wear some from the laundry basket” Oh, fucking gross, I now realised what an actual [banned word] George was, but, I could live with that, I had no intention of coming back here I stood there in just the G-string I had removed my tee-shirt , jeans socks, trainers, George admired my nipple adornments, playing with them, twisting and pulling them, I could see his trousers starting to tent at the front, he saw me looking and grinned, “Get it out“ he smiled at me, I reached for his belt, undid it and pulled the loose end from the loop, I unbuttoned his trousers, I unzipped him, but not easily as his member was straining against the material and I was as nervous as a girl on her prom date, even though I had now had my share of cocks, I was still shaking like a leaf, and when the zip was lowered, his cock sprang forward, he wasn’t wearing underwear, but that wasn’t the surprise, the size of his cock is what shocked me, I knew there was no way I would get that inside me, “Don’t worry” he said “lots of girls don’t think they can handle it, but they do, in fact over the years I’ve only had two accidents, one eventually recovered and the other received a handsome payout, now turn around”, I was shaking like a leaf, it was even bigger than the large dildo Peter had used on me, I am not sure quite how big but it looked at least as long as the 12 inch rule I used to have at school, and oh my god was it thick, I know my hand would definitely not close around it. He carried on talking whilst I turned around, and as I had my back to him, George grabbed my arm and pulled it behind me, I felt something around my wrist and heard a click, then he grabbed my other arm and the same thing, now, then he turned me to face him again, this time he picked up from a table I hadn’t noticed, a collar which he fastened around my neck, not tight but it felt heavy, and then he fastened a dog leash to it and then he said “You’re going to need to get it wet for me” he pushed me to my knees and as I tried to put my hands in front of me I found I couldn’t, for the second time in my life, for the second time in a week, I was wearing handcuffs. I looked up at him already tears forming in my eyes, “Please” He grinned evilly “Open wide you silly sissy Bitch” I wasn’t just frightened, I was scared to death and he knew it, and it gave him power, power over me more than just being able to tell me what to do, I had no choice, and unlike Peters cock, I would not worship this one, I couldn’t kiss it and lick it as I did Peters, instead I just opened my mouth and George penetrated my face, slowly at first, but then moving with more rhythm and pushing in deeper, I was already choking, gagging, making disgusting sounds as he was reaching my throat with his meat, his hands on my ears pulling me onto him, then holding the back of my head and forcing ever deeper I couldn’t breathe, I hadn’t really learnt to deep throat, my face was in his groin, when I realised my nose was in his pubic thatch, I knew I must have nearly all that monster inside my throat, tears streaming down my throat, no oxygen getting into my body, then he withdrew and as I tried to take air in he pounded into my mouth and throat again, as he ravaged my throat, and my mouth although stretched wide was still straining to take it all in, he said to me “Maybe I should do this to your mother too, I don’t often use women, I prefer young transitioning faggots like you, but I think it would be satisfying to have you watch me do her, which reminds me, Tracy wants me to train someone called Helen too, I believe she used to be your girlfriend, well, Daniel tells me she is an accomplished cock sucker, but I wonder if she ever deep throated one this size” And as he continued to ravage my throat and hold me close into his pubic region, I guess it was inevitable that I would pass out and as I did I still had his words ringing in my mind, when I came too, I was on the bed, on my back, my hands till behind me, my head almost upside down as it hung off the edge, I felt sick and the lights where overshadowed by the figure that stood over me as he began to squat down a little so he could bring his humungous penis in line with my mouth, he didn’t hesitate, he pushed it in again slowly but then just rammed it in as hard as he could, I guess my throat had already been opened by him as he went straight in all the way down he fucked my face like this for a while, saliva, snot and precum coming out of my nose and mouth and running down my face into my eyes and over my forehead and into my hair. George withdrew, he twisted me around on his bed and scraped up the god awful goo from my face and put it back in my mouth, he coughed up a load of phlegm and spat that directly into my mouth the grinned at me as he tilted my mouth closed and then pinched my nose closed too, I swallowed it all I had no choice, but due to the power of this man, I think I would have swallowed it anyway, that evening being truly in his possession I would have committed murder, bestiality, absolutely anything, as it was I wasn’t required to do those things, but I was required to be an obedient piece of fuck meat. George walked around the bed and then clambered onto from the other side, he grabbed my feet and spun me into a position where he was at my feet looking down on me, he raised one leg at a time, then taking some lube he started to finger my arse slipping in one finger, moving it around, grinning at me, “I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time now, tonight you will be well and truly fucked” I shook, I already knew what was between his legs and soon would be buried deep within my body, I knew my insides would have to move out of the way to accommodate the immense meat pole he would put inside me and I was frightened, I was convinced he would do permanent damage to me, I remembered that walk home after the first night I got fucked, how sore my arse was, how scared I was and yet I am sure no one at that party had a fuckstick as big as the one soon to impale me. George withdrew his finger, then inserted two, at least he was lubricating my hole, not that it would do much good, he scissored his fingers in an effort to open me more then withdrew them again, he put my ankles on his shoulders to get easier access to my boy pussy, he kept putting his fingers in and opening me up then taking them out and then he added a third and continued, then a fourth, all the while working me open and he leaned forward to look me in my eyes and said in a vicious voice, like he hated me “Don’t worry you dirty little cunt, I am under strict instructions not to damage you, if it wasn’t for that, I would fuck you up bad you pathetic stupid little faggot, prancing your cute arse about behind that bar like your too fucking good for the likes of me, when I finish with you, you will be able to get a fucking elephants cock in your arse” He continued to work me open and eventually my sphincter failed, he had tucked his thumb in and his whole hand slid inside me, and then he started again, he already had one hand in me, filling my guts, making me moan, and then he started working a finger from his other hand inside me, this had been going on for sometime now, and continued for sometime more, it felt like forever and all the while I had crazy thoughts going through my head, thoughts of him doing this to my mother, to Helen, the two women I had loved, I still loved, I……….oh god I don’t know anymore………….. thoughts that I would no longer be of any use to Peter and that he wouldn’t want me…………….thoughts that where ridiculas, like the old joke that we used to tease a boy a school whose mother was fit but known to sleep around, that she would be buried in a Y shaped coffin, and now I would need a similar coffin, stupid thoughts, and then I felt a burning sensation in my bowels and it was familiar and at once I was happy and scared, George had just put a shard in me, quite a large one by the feel of it, I was happy because now I would get some pleasure from that shard, scared because I knew it would make me crave his cock in me, pounding my loose stretched out hole, leaving me disfigured gaping, useless. Even though I was in a feeling of euphoria, I still felt the pain when he put the head of his colossal prick to my gaping arse hole, he rubbed it over my distended hole and grinned at me as I whimpered. “You’re lucky, I have opened you up far more than some of my bitches” And then he pressed forward, OH MY GOD! Is this what it feels like to have a baby????? The pain was immense, and did not decrease even after he had pushed in and out of me a few times, making more progress into my bowels each time, pushing further, then withdrawing, then pushing further again and pushing harder, it took some time, my stomach muscles where cramped but George was face to face with me, my face was soaking wet from my tears and I am sure I would have screamed had it not been for the ravaging my throat took earlier, but now as we were nose to nose, he said, “Good little faggot cunt, you’ve taken it all” And then he withdrew and pounded into me, he slammed into me, he thrust into me and the pain was like nothing I had felt before and went on and on and on, and I could see the evil glint in his eye and then I saw the twitch and felt him coat the insides of my bowels with his man fluid, his baby batter, his fuck slop. He collapsed on top of me, then withdrew his diminishing monster from my gaping hole, got up onto his side, leaning on his elbow, he spat at my face in disgust, “Disease ridden faggot, NOW, you have a cunt” I lay there so empty, empty of mind and empty of body, confused, aching, sore, humiliated and yet I felt a stupid idiotic sense of achievement, I was still here, I had no idea of any damage to my buy cunt, but I was still here and I had served him and he had emptied himself into me until he was spent and I thought about his massive member throbbing engorged, enlarged and the tattoo just above his groin so like Peters and Daniels tattoos, and I dreamed of giving birth from my new cunt and I dreamed of my mother and Helen side by side taking this vast member and in some small sense I was elated, I had achieved, could they?

Fisted a boy a while back and gave him my third load with my balls inside him as I fucked his loose cummy hole. Sensation was amazing.

The thought that afterwards my body could get infected and this little faggot’s life would change for the better forever

First no 2 people go through the same conversion. For some it’s nothing and some come close to death. I was so sick it put me in the hospital for 4 days. Every joint hurt my lymph nodes were swollen my body weight went from 120lbs to 105lbs when I came home. I felt like shit for a few weeks. The one side effect as I’m 95% bottom unless it was for work my dick was hard and my desire to fuck someone was off the charts.

For the past couple of days I was down the shore by myself which is unusual. So I thought I would plan some hot times so I went on all the apps. First guy i contacted was about a mile away. He was 24 and I'm 66 but it didn't matter to him. So he also asked before he came could he bring a friend and I said sure. So in walks these two very hot 24-year-olds. We stripped down and I suck both of them and one of them had to take a piss so I swallow that. Then they started fucking me raw, taking turns. They fuck me for a long time but they didn't come in me unfortunately. But they both shot their loads all over my face and in my mouth and it was very hot. So then I went online and saw a friend of mine who I have partied with and he went off all his meds for a few months so he is toxic. So we got high and ate ass and fucked each other raw. He came in me and was very verbal about me getting his toxic load. As I was leaving his place I got on the apps again. Next i'm going to a guy in one of the hotels. He was black and had a huge cock which I sucked and then he fucked me raw. At one point I sat on his cock and then the rest of the time we were in missionary position and he told me that he came both times in me. So when I left his place I got on the apps again until I found a guy i had talked to earlier he could not host and I was up in this other area so he suggested outside. So we met and he took me around to the back where there were some dumpsters and I sucked him then he laid me over the dumpster and fucked me raw and came deep in me and he nearly screamed when he came. Luckily no one was outside there after all was about 4:00 in the morning. So then I finally went home and the next day I had a guy come over who fucked me raw and fisted me and I did the same to him. So then I had to pack up and drive back to my regular house but on the way I stopped at an adult bookstore where they have a theater and I got naked and just laid there a few guys touched me but only one fucked me raw. Overall not a bad 24 hours.

I find that practice with the right size cock/dildo/object helps. I can manage with no trouble at a certain diameter; a little bigger and I’m struggling; a little bigger than that and it’s time to switch to my ass. If you’re able to maintain a feeling that you’re in control of the reflex the whole time, you should be able to gradually desensitize yourself to it. I second @Qilly55’s suggestion above to hang your head backward from the edge of the bed. This does two things: It aligns your throat relatively straight with your mouth for penetration; and your uvula, the gag trigger that hangs at the entry to your throat, is no longer hanging down begging to be triggered. I usually end up this way with my regular Top, as he enjoys fucking my throat before getting down to serious breeding. One thing to add - I saw a video clip the other day of a guy deep-throating a peeled banana. I would not recommend trying this. A banana could very easily break off with the deep-throated portion still firmly lodged in your windpipe and no way of pulling it out. Which is, actually, a reminder that we have a gag reflex for a reason.

As most bottoms would agree, getting pumped full of loads is always the best part. Feeling warm, sticky cum in your hole feels so good. Although, another part I love about bottoming is how looser and more accepting my hole gets the more a Top fucks me. After a while of getting fucked my hole has no more resistance. This is when it feels euphoric and I don’t want it end. My hole is just left weak and sloppy wanting to get fucked more. Either by the same cock or another cock. I love when I get to bottom like this, which I why cumdump sessions are the best. Aside from all the loads I receive inside me. 🥰

Got the second story done, tired to correct as many spelling and grammar mistakes as possible. Pretty sure whoever originally wrote this wasn't exactly focused on making it perfect. ==================================================================== So since you sick fucks liked my first story, I started working on some of my other experiences. Naturally a bit embellished in places but pretty close to what happened. One thing I will say since I got more than one email about it, YEAH I REALLY AM POZ As of writing this my Viral load is about 28,000. No its not super high, but its still Toxic and I do get off breeding neg holes. I Picked this story to write since this was one of my favorites encounters with a “Gift Chaser” who said he wanted my load. This all started cruising the bath rooms of phoenix community college. Yeah sounds like the start of a porno, but the bathrooms on the edge of campus are sleazy and crusie ass fuck. One of them even has no doors on the stalls, not shitting you. I’d met ands fucked a lot of students while visiting phoenix and usually they are just pump and dumps. But last year I met one cute little Asian boy who after a grope and jack off session and some seriously hot times of him sucking my pits, he asked if I was HIV positive. I told him yes, and unlike almost every other kid, he didn’t seem to flinch and wanted to know if we could play again. We swapped phone numbers and I told him we’d stay in touch. Fast forward a few months after that. I came up to visit a friend of mine, and Asian boy had joined us in a hot three-way. My friend isn’t Poz, but he was a total pig like myself and often would have me load him up with my nut sludge and very verbally begging for my POZ seed and TOXIC load. Asian boy watched for most of it, we both tried to get him to play, but aside from rimming his sweet hairless hole, he was too shy to get involved. Once gain he wanted to get together and was turned on by us talking dirty. So just a bit more about this sweet kid, let’s call him ‘Xan’ just because. Xan is a cute slim guy with brown hair and puppy dog eyes. He's a student and probably in his mid-twenties with an almost perfectly smooth body and a sweet uncut boy cock. Xan was a fantastic bottom boy; cute face, slim, and a tight hungry hole. Though I assumed it was tight as I had not fucked him personally, but he’d told me several times about other guys that had fucked him, always with condoms. In the time since then we would often role play and I worked to bring out his kinky side. He had opened WAY up into role-play and wed several times week jack off online talking dirty nasty talk. Poisoning his sweet neg hole, infecting him with my toxic death seed, pumping him full of my AIDS babies. He got off on all of it. So two months ago we had been chatting online from gay.com in a private chat room and I told him I would be making another trip up to Phoenix and I wanted to meet him. And I made it clear if he was going to come over, I would fuck his ass. The appointed time come, I got my room at a cheap EZ-Stay motel on Van Buren, and soon made ready for my sweet horny asian beauty. In preparation for his visit, I put out a bottle of poppers and some condoms on my night stand as well as a bottle of lube. Then I jumped in the shower. I had just dried off when there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, I saw Xan, sexy as ever. We kissed as I reached around and cupped his butt cheeks with my hands. "It's been too long," Xan said. "Then I9ll have to make up for it," I replied as I took his hand and pulled him into the bedroom. Xan and I kissed standing up for a while then he kicked his shoes off and I started pulling his shirt off. His chest was hairless as ever and my lips went straight to his nipples. Instantly he started making cute squeaking moans which is part of why I fucking love Asian guys. He kept up the girly high pitched whimpers as I gently nibbled and licked his boy nips. He somehow unbuckled his belt while I was servicing his chest and I felt his shorts hit the floor. With and evil grin, I gently pushed him onto his back on the bed. Xan's ass cheeks like everywhere else are very smooth but there is a very light dusting of brown hairs in his crack. I put my nose to his crack and breathed in deeply smelling his clean young man smell. I got in between his legs and lifted them to my shoulders as my tongue darted out to graze the sparse brown pubes around his boy hole. He groaned as the wet surface of my tongue finally made firm contact with his crack and the rim of his hole. I pushed my tongue into him as he reached for the bottle of poppers on my night stand. I pulled my face from in between his ass cheeks as he inhaled deeply from the bottle. I licked his tight scrotum briefly. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as I moved on to lick the shaft of his 7 inch uncut asian cock. Here was one ofd the few places that had hair, as around his cock and above his balls was long, wispy pubic hair that I loved to play with. My tongue continued its course around the head of his uncut dick and then I took his entire cock head into my throat as the full rush of the poppers hit his brain. My mouth enveloped his rock hard cock as I bobbed up and down on it playing and nibbling on his foreskin which I know drove him crazy. As he started on the road to ecstasy, I renewed my tongue's assault on his hot pink little hole. I swung around into a 69 never taking my tongue away from his asshole. With my musky crotch in his face I decided to start laying on the ‘role play’ and dirty talk. “Look at that, nice fat POZ cock, suck my tainted dick boy” I said as I put my mushroom head to his lips and he eagerly took it into his mouth. My words had the desired reaction as he gave a muffled “Hot poz cock” in response as he started to suck my pecker. Soon my poz cock sunk all the way down his throat as I pushed my tongue into his boy pussy. Xan must had given plenty of head in his short life, because he was a skilled cocksucker. With all the rimming, he had a thoroughly wet hole. With all his cock sucking, I had a nice slick cock. “Your sweet neg hole is nice and wet, perfect for my fat infected poz dick.” I said, laying it on more for him. He seemed to have enough and to my surprise took charger as he pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips. “Give it to me! I have jacked off too it so many times! I want to know what It feels like to get a POZ dick in me!” I handed him the poppers and he took two deep whiffs and handed them to back me. I also inhaled the amyl which makes me horny as fuck. He reached behind and grabbed my bare cock and put it up to his tight hole. I felt the tip of my dick at his cunt as he sank down onto it. “That it boy, just relax and take daddies infected pozdick” I said as the poppers hit me full force before I realized I was in him raw all the way to my nuts. Once again he seemed to take the lead and began to raise himself up and slowly lower himself down on my throbbing dick. I sat up and wrapped my arms around Xan's waist as he continued to slide up and down the length of my cock. It had been a long time since I felt such a connection to such a hungry hole and I realized all the dirty talk wasn’t needed any more. The kid was mine. We kissed deeply and then I nuzzled his nips as we continued to fuck. He breathing was more of a high pitched pant and he was moaning all the while now. I heard his breathing quicken as I sucked hard on one of his nipples. I knew he was close and twisted his other tit hard causing him too cry out. "FUCK!" As predicted his cock was spurting cum all over both our chests as I slid in and out of his hole. He'd cum all over us without either one of us jacking his cock. As hot as it was, with him having shot his nut I knew his fuck lust would quickly ware off and I’d still not seeded his hole. I knew I needed to dump my virus infused load before he started to get cold feet. I tipped Xan so he was on his back, all the while keeping my bare dick buried in him. He was still leaking cum as I pulled his legs up to my shoulders and started pounding him. I saw him lock eyes on my cock and then look up at me. Before he could say anything, I pushed the popper up to his nose and held it there. ‘Come on boy, you’re making Daddy really proud boy, breath in deep and relax.” He was clearly still honery enough that he took a huge deep hit. Once I saw him start flying from the fumes again, I knew I had my chance. I was intent on getting my rocks off and making fantasy into reality. I started pounding his ass as under my breath I started grunting “Raw poz cock boy, raw poz cock.” Pushing a bit more, I must have started hitting his prostate because he started thrashing around. After about five more minutes of intense fucking and sweating, he basically screamed as his dick spasmed in front of me. It dribbled a clear lecture out as he must have had an anal orgasm. His hole throbbing soon was pushing me over the edge as I leaned in close and asked, “Daddy is going to shoot boy, going to despot his infected POZ seed. Where do you want my load?" "Fuckin0 breed my ass Daddy. I want every drop of your infected seed!!!" I was so fucking happy! I instantly started to unload my nuts as I was in Xan's hot little ass up to my balls. I was moaning and he grabbed my ass and started yelling. "Yes! Yes! Breed me Daddy I want every drop of your HIV! Make me pregnant! Give me your POZ babies! Make mew have your baby!” He shouted delirious as I kept pounding him until his tight cuntlips had milked every drop of seed from me. I collapsed on him as my dick softened and fell out of him. He was still under me as we kissed. Our sweat and his cum had glued our chests together in a sweet sticky mess. After a few minutes I got off him and once again lifted his legs to my shoulders. I wanted to taste myself mixed in with his juices. I put my face down between his ass cheeks and began to lick around his crack...each pass I moved my tongue closer to his hole which was now starting to leak my seed. This was driving Xan crazy with lust...so much so that his cock was hard as a rock again. Ah to be twenty0something. Finally, I couldn't hold off. I pushed my tongue into his dilated asshole as I savored every drop of the load I had just gifted him. Later he told me he'd never had anyone eat their own cum out of him. All too soon, I could see him get nervous as the fuck wore off. By the time he was leaving I notice him being quiet and looking down t his feet. We made a date to play the next week, but after that night he stopped responding to my calls and emails. I always wonder if he got cold feet after the fuck lust wore off that night. Honestly I didn’t care much, I am just happy I had my chance at passing my BUGS on to the next generation.

I have a bottom that had it on his bucket list as well, I can say as of yesterday AM he can neatly scratch that one off, but plan on repeats with him soon love that feel when he clamps that ass down on my nut sack and I am stuck at his mercy like a knotted dog

HENRY’S SENTENCE – PART 3 'Weren't you scared you'd be arrested?' says Adam, the journalist, add he lays his phone on the table and presses record, glancing around the visitation room as if saying, are you an idiot? I shrug, fidgeting on the chair, my trousers wet from the guards' morning loads leaking from my hole and through my ripped pants. 'What happened after?' says Adam. 'The next morning,' I start, 'I woke, a little shaken, I'll admit. Remembering what had happened to those who had been caught... What might happen afterwards... I have some insight into that now, but I didn't then. And then the memory of being tricked... The toothless, misty-eyed old man using my hole... But something inside me was excited. I felt emboldened...' Breakfast was brief and mum and dad were distracted. Too distracted to notice the silvery tip of Ayo's cock hanging just before the line of his shorts, which clung to his thighs and arse like a wet t-shirt. For my benefit, I was sure of it. 'With me today?' he asks, but I shake my head, finishing my orange juice. 'Thought I'd take a wander into town...' He nods. 'Be careful. Behave.' He all but winks. I leave, toast in hand and stand with a few others at a nearby bus stop. The bus is rusted and crowded, but I'm swift enough to find a seat, albeit cramped. We ride for ten minutes or so, the bare knee of the man next to me firmly against my own. He grins at me but says nothing and with the vibrations of the bus and his warm flesh against my own, I feel my dick harden. We stop intermittently until one stop causes a stir. I'm sat near the back but there's shouting at the front. Everyone leans into the window, pressing into me. Several men are being dragged from the bus by police. They're thrown into the back of an unmarked van, the doors slammed as the bus slowly drives on. But standing at the side of the road is a familiar face - the policeman from yesterday with the gold teeth. He stands smoking as the other policeman rush around him and hold a car door open for him, and as he leans to get in, our eyes meet for a fleeting moment, and I’m sure he sneers. My heart is racing. I'm sweating. 'Not used to the heat?' whispers the man next to me. I apologise and try to move my sweaty knee from his, but instead he slides farther into the seat and smiles at me, pressing himself against me. My breathing normalises and I smile back, my cock beginning to grow again. He glimpses around the packed bus, then without looking, slides his warm, coarse hand onto my knee and up my thigh. The bus jerks and bumps as he slides my fly open and slips his hand in and around my cock, squeezing it gently. Then we all fly forward as the bus comes to a halt and I realise it's my stop. I move to stand up and he lets go of me and winks as I zip myself back up and disembark. As the bus drives on, I stand, my cock still raging in the heat. On my left is a hardware store and on my right, a restaurant and in between the two is a dirt road. I begin my walk. There are wooden houses scattered about, all painted different colours, but I soon see the one I'm after. It's painted blue and stands alone, a good distance from the others. I ready myself and walk up to the door, giving it a swift three knocks. It opens instantly to a man, stood behind a screen, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. He looks me up and down but says nothing. 'A friend said I should visit,' I say. 'He says I'll fit in, as it were.' my pulse was throbbing and my cock had shrunken, my balls tiny in retreat. What if I was in the wrong place?! He nods to an iron sign that merely States the price, so I show him my money and he opens the screen. He takes the cash and ushers me in. 'No clothes beyond that point,' he nods to a door. 'You must leave everything here.' For a second, I contemplate everything in my pockets and how I'd get home if anything goes missing, but the thought of what might lie behind that door drives me on. So, I strip down to my bare arse and hand him my pile of belongings. His lips twitch into a smile as he looks me up and down, and in I go. Inside it's dark. Occasional dim fairy lights line the skirting boards. The floor creaks and up ahead, I see shadows and shapes passing by. I draw in a shaky breath and move forward, a hand outstretched to the wall for balance. When I make it 'round the corner, most of the guys are so dark, I can barely make them out, but there are all shapes and sizes. And from many of the shadows and shapes protrude thick, long erections. In one room off the corridor, there's a mattress on the floor. I crawl into it and lay flat on my stomach. Immediately the little light from the hallway is blocked out by men hovering at the door. I hear them enter. Feel their hands run along my legs and arse, they're breaths cool my back. There must be at least three of them, but I see nothing, only inches of darkness between me and the wall. A warm tongue prises my cheeks apart and I feel it slip around my cunt like the two know each other well. I groan and push back. A hand finds its way to my face and a bottle of poppers slides under my nose. I inhale, deeply and lift my hips as the Rimmer's tongue forces its way inside me. The guy with the poppers slides between me and the wall, pushing me onto all fours as he plops his thick flaccid meat into my mouth. I waste no time enveloping it, sucking and licking, sliding down his shaft, taking his balls into my mouth, lifting them to access his arse. I go to town on him just like the rimmer is on me. The third guy's hands find their way to my stiff dick and start massaging. Then the rimmer withdraws his tongue and I feel him move in closer as he parts my legs to make way. His fingers feel my hole, slipping in and out, two at a time, whilst the guy in my mouth has grown hard and is sliding in and out of me, moaning in delight. The third guy moves round to join him and from the sounds of things, the guy in my mouth is sucking guy number three, the two moaning in sync. Then I feel the rimmer’s bellend as it presses into my cunt. Poppers find their way to my nose again and I take another breath and hold it, forcing myself backwards. He’s big. Thick, like a coke can and he works his meat in a circle, pressing it into my hole. I feel myself stretching and it’s on that line between pleasure and pain, round and round, pushing forcefully until there’s an actual pop and his head slips inside, but he pulls out immediately and keeps working my arse in a circular motion to open me up even more. He slides in again, then straight out, round and round, in and out, until suddenly, my mouth full of hard meat, he thrusts his entire length and I feel my insides shift up, but there’s nowhere for me to move and he pulls out again, leaving me hollow. He repeats this, round and round, all the way in and out until suddenly he fills me and starts pounding as hard as he can, pulling all the way out until the tip is just resting on my cunt, then slamming back in balls deep. Number Three kneels down and I feel his stiff cock press into my cheek, so I slip between him and the other guy in my mouth, sliding down both their dark lengths, occasionally trying to get both in my mouth at once, but their bellends are so beautifully thick, there’s no chance. I get the poppers again as the guy fucking me falls into a more comfortable rhythm and as they take hold, it’s ecstasy, every part of me filled and fucked. Then the guy in my arse says something I don’t understand and the other two guys pullout from my mouth. I look up in question, but the guy behind me pulls me on my back, on top of him so I’m laid flat, and slips his meat back up me. The third guy moves between our legs. I can see him now, tall, slim, huge, low-hanging balls, almost entirely black bar the whites of his eyes and the tip of his leaking cock as the lights outside catch it glistening. He presses it to my hole and I gasp, confused. I’m already full, but he continues to press into me. I put one hand on the floor to push myself up and another on his chest to push him away, but the guy beneath me takes my legs and pulls them back and farther apart, gripping my wrists at the same time. I say no. I moan and cry out, but the third guy forces down with his thick shaft until I feel myself start to tear and inch by inch, he slides inside me, his cock wedged between the other guy’s and my cunt walls. Both of them feel bigger and harder than ever as they slide in and out of me in alternate thrusts and the other guy slops his cock back into my mouth, shoving poppers under my nose, so as I’m forced to inhale. He keeps them there for too long. Forces his cock all the way down my throat so I gag and even in the dark, I see spots in front of my eyes, my head lolling back. Then he pulls them away and steps over me so all I can see is him as he rides my mouth. My hole stings and I can hear the sloppy mess of it as two enormous black cocks slide in and out at their will, pulling me further and further apart. I feel like the pain’s never going to end and I have no way of stopping it, then as the poppers peak and start to calm, the pain subsides a little. I just feel so full, I can’t stop pushing back, but that just seems to egg them on as my arse nearly unfolds, I’m pushing so hard I feel like my innards are going to fall out, but they fight back, thrust after thrust. The guy in my mouth is so wet and salty, I can feel he’s nearing his end, then the other two begin to speed up, power-thrusting into me at the same time. I have absolutely no control. All I can do is inhale the musty air, filled with poppers and that intoxicating black sweat. It drips onto me from the guy in my mouth and I’m so hot and high in that moment, I want all of him in me. I’m shuffling back and forth across the guy’s chest beneath me as they push and push as if they just can’t get enough, until the guy beneath me calls out and groans and the other guy on top ploughs his load into me, wheezing and gasping. Then the guy in my mouth explodes and he continues to ride my mouth, messing his cum all over my face and down my throat. Then he climbs off me and I feel the guy on top slop out of my cunt, dripping with so much cum. The guy beneath me is still hard, but the other two pull me off so he can catch his breath. I fall onto my back and put a hand to my hole and it’s gaping, so pungent I can taste the other two loads, metallic and thick and I’m so slick, my entire hand nearly slips inside me. The three men wipe themselves down and move to leave, but one of them hangs back, looks down at me as I lie on my back, panting, holding my hole with my hand, my cock rock solid and leaking down my abdomen. Then he calls something out – shouts it, before leaving. I still for a moment, catching my breath in recovery. Then I hear footsteps and laughing, and I think they’ve forgotten something, except it’s not them. It’s other guys. All dark skinned, all hung by the looks of things, all peering in. They look around the room as if to check the coast is clear, then one by one, they pile in. The first one takes me under my arms and flips me onto my stomach, feeling about my cunt with no grace at all, punching it with his fingers then smelling them. He shouts something back to the others who surround me, then he climbs on top as another guy holds me down. Another emerges from the darkness and holds me by my jaw, forcing a pill into my mouth and holding it shut until I swallow. Then the guy on top slides his cock all the way inside me with no warning and begins to fuck me. A strangeness starts to come over me. I’ve never done chems before. Floaters fill my eyes like static television and I can taste metal, but I barely have time to think as the guy on top fucks my gaping cunt. Soon, my body starts to tingle… I’m torn from my story as the journalist coughs on his cigarette and I give him a minute to catch his breath before I continue. Then I hear the guard approaching and his hands rattle the handle. Adam puts his hand up for five more minutes. I hear the guard grunt, then he must nod, because he leaves. ‘So,’ says Adam. ‘How did you get out of there?’ TO BE CONTINUED… Hey Guys, Hope you enjoy. More parts coming soon. I'm hoping to do multiple parts a week if people want them? I've noticed other students also adding info for tips here, so I'm doing the same, though it's not required - I just want people to read and enjoy really. Happy to survive on protein donations from the many men who enter me daily, but if you fancy buying me a drink, here's my Monzo - Venmo doesn't exist in the UK! [think before following links] https://monzo.me/andrewjames37

OMG I just added something new to my bucket list!

I took a trip to Tampa for a few days with a female friend. She wasn’t putting out so by the time I got home yesterday I was so horny for dick. I texted this black guy I know and he was busy. The next thing I know my phone rings from unknown number. The guy on the phone said I heard you take anon loads. My black friend gave him my number. He told me to come to his hotel, gave me the room number and said text when your here. The hotel wasn’t far away so I jumped in the car and headed over when I realized I didn’t get any details on this guy. I arrived at his hotel and texted him, he told me to come to the room the door is open. I went up the elevator and opened the door. This was a black guy to , rugged looking, and about 8 inch thick standing in front of me. He told me to get on my hands and knees on the bed. He walked over and drew the curtain so it was pitch black. He said I came recommended by his friend. I heard him lubing his cock up and then climb on the bed. My favorite part is always the mount and this guy was no disappointment. He grabbed by hips and basically flipped his now hard cock on my hole. He spread me a little bit and I could feel what I thought to be lube dripping on my hole. He popped the head in pretty quick and then slid the rest in until balls deep.. he began fucking me at an even pace for about 10 minutes then faster as I could tell he was working up his load. He says “you want that load boy?” Yes daddy cum in me cum in me hard , I say. I could feel my insides flooding his seed into my gut. He’s visiting for a few days so I’ll go back if he’s available.

PART 3 The next man took the place of the first one and thrust his cock into me with just one stroke. It felt smaller than the first one, so it didn't hurt as much. Or maybe I was getting used to it. I was sick from the swing of the sling and ended up throwing up, but that didn't stop the man from sticking his dick inside me. He took a lot longer than the first one to cum. In the end, he had been in and out so many times that I no longer felt any pain in my asshole. Things stayed that way until the seventh or eighth guy took his place at my entrance, which was previously just an exit. I was no longer feeling any pain, the nausea had passed and I was completely sober, but I still had no idea of what time it was. When this guy started invade me, I realized that he was a lot bigger than the others. Even though my ass had been enlarged by about seven guys before, the head of his dick had a hard time getting inside. When he pushed harder and entered, I couldn't contain a reaction. “Fucking hell”, I said. He started pushing it into me, and his massive cock got inside because of the lubrication provided by every other guy's sperm before him. I was feeling full, my body wanted to push it out, but he pushed even more inside. It was like he had broken me inside, deeper than the others. “He was the first one who took your entire cock without passing out”, I heard someone say to the guy who had just invaded me. "He was born for this, I'll make him find out, we are going to have a good time together", the man replied. I thought to myself that there was no fucking that it would be good, after all, that thing was completely destroying me. My mind was already shattered from the trauma and now there would be nothing left of my ass. He started to fuck me, but instead of just getting in and out like the other men, he also swung around, twirling that gigantic thing inside me. That made it hurt more, but at the same time I started to feel something. At first, it just felt like butterflies in my stomach, like I was having an adrenaline rush. But then the man started continually hitting that spot inside me. With each thrust from him, I felt a new shiver run through my body. Without having any kind of control, my cock started to stiffen as that man fucked me. I tried to think of other things and ignore it, but his thrusts were making me see heaven. That was wrong, I couldn't be excited in a situation like that, but my traitorous cock was soon pointing at the ceiling, hard as stone. "He's really enjoying it", one of the men said, coming over to me, taking my cock and starting to make light movements with it. Unable to contain myself, I let out a loud moan and they both started to laugh. There weren't many people there anymore, as far as I could tell. I didn't remember feeling so much pleasure in my life and it made me feel disgusted with myself. I was being raped; I couldn't possibly enjoy it. I couldn't feel pleasure while I don't know how many men came inside me against my will and without using a condom. But my body was focused on something totally different from what my head was saying. That felt good, that huge penis invading me felt like a piece of paradise and I needed to cum soon. My hips took on a life of its own and started to move, fucking the hand that held my cock. Meanwhile, I invested my hips even more in the direction of that throbbing cock that was taking away my sanity. "Let's cum together", said the man fucking me. Then he quickened his thrusts and the guy who was jerking me off followed his pace. Within seconds, I exploded into the biggest orgasm I've ever had in my life. My mind went dark, as if I had passed out from the sheer size of the pleasure. "Take my charged load", cried the man who was fucking me hard. “Take that poz seed inside your guts”. Then I felt his cock throbbing inside me, like it was getting bigger. There were a lot of jets of cum he deposited there. I was exhausted, huffing. That had finished me.

i fucking love that video - that is how i like to be fucked as well

PART 3 (this part might be the last one, but if you guys want more, I can try to write) I woke up to Uncle Drew slapping me across the face. I felt a huge pain in my ass and realized that he took advantage of my fainting to put his entire cock inside me, balls deep. “Wake up, boy,” he said. “It's really hurting, take it out”, I asked. “You teased me, now you'll have to take it”, the man replied. "And you better not pass out again because I want to hear your screams while I fuck you." “I don't want this anymore,” I tried to argue. "I said there was no turning back." Tears were falling from my eyes; I was in a lot of pain and I was feeling humiliated. My own uncle was raping me, that couldn't be true. I was the one who asked him to have sex with me, but that had gone too far. I couldn't take it. “So fucking tight,” he said. Then Uncle Drew started moving inside me. He pulled out almost his entire cock and I felt relief, but then he entered me again with one quick movement. I screamed out of pain and he laughed. “I thought I would treat you differently because you are part of the family,” he said. "But I'm going to give you the same gift I give to every little fag I fuck." “Uncle, please”. "Jeremiah, my DNA will be a part of you forever when I dump my charged load inside of you." I had no idea what he was talking about, I just felt the pain. He hit hard and deep. When I started to get used to it, I realized that his strokes hit my prostate and that made my own dick get hard. “You're starting to enjoy being fucked by your uncle,” he said. “It still hurts,” I complained. "You'll like it when the sweet venom of the scorpion is inside you." Uncle Drew started a hip movement very slowly, not taking his hairy chest off of my back and his mouth off of my ear. Between kisses and bites, he kept calling me a faggot with tight ass, my uncle's bitch with a hot ass, a cock swallower and a bitch in heat. “Do you want this toxic cum up your ass?” he asked then. "Yes, uncle, I do". The movement started to intensify and my body started to react as the pain lessened and the pleasure increased. So that was when he finally lifted his chest and braced the mattress with his arms to fuck me hard. I just reared my ass, forcing it against his body, and so the movements repeated faster and faster. Uncle Drew was pitching his body forward and I threw my ass back, making a loud noise. The pace was increasingly frantic and strong. “I'm going to fill your hole with cum, I'm going to breed you”, he said. Uncle Drew made a roar sound and collapsed onto my back. His cock throbbed; his body shook. I felt a hot liquid inside me and I knew he had cum. My ass was being flooded with jets and jets of spur. “Take my seed, you fucking fag,” he said. Now it was my uncle's body that didn't respond, he was completely limp on top of me, moaning, howling with pleasure. I swayed and pushed my body against his, wanting him to enter me even more, making sure my ass wouldn't lose even a drop of his precious seed. After all, that had been pretty good, even with the violence. “I said you would regret it,” he said then. “I don’t. Even though it hurt a lot, I liked that you were the one who took my virginity.” “You'll regret it now that I'm going to tell you the truth,” he said. “I am HIV positive and I am not taking my medications. The load I put deep in your hole is full of viruses. And right now, my viruses are invading your bloodstream and taking over your body. I scratched you a lot before, so they would find the easy way in.” “Why did you do that?”, I asked with wide eyes, I was scared. “You asked for it, now it's too late. I'm going to fuck you and dump my toxic cum in you every day until your parents get back from their trip. By the end of this week, you'll have become the cumdump you were meant to be. It's no use crying, Jeremiah, it's too late for that.” Then Uncle Drew slapped my ass hard, laughed, and walked out of my room. What had I gotten myself into?

Chapter 7: The Lie Stumbling through the alleyways, Tyler looked like hell. He was exhausted, drained, and could barely think. How nasty of a boy had he become, getting fucked in abandoned buildings? He questioned his entire being as he continued his trek home. Brandon was pissed off, his texts were seething with anger as to why Tyler hadn’t responded and asking where he was at. Brandon had indicated he went to work however, so this gave Tyler some ability to try and figure out his next moves. The alleyways were not without their own scum. Tyler passed by several desperate, yet hot boys, looking like they were just itching for their holes to be used. Homeless men slept behind dumpsters. Tyler felt a twinge in his hole, almost like this felt like home. No, he shook his head, what the heck was he thinking. Some of the men looked up at him while he walked by, practically licking their chops at his sexiness. He knew he looked like hell, but he was turned on by the men staring at him. He felt an urge to give in, maybe that transcendence he had seeing himself tied to a dumpster was his future. No, no, no! He shook his head again. He couldn’t think like that. This was just a series of bad choices, he could recover from this, he could be loyal. He tried to force Jax out of his head. He thought of all thhis mind turned to their sex. While it was good, it wasn’t Jax. Jax again began to pervade his mind, and regardless of how he tried to push him out, he invaded. Step after step, Jax stumbled in the darkness, closer and closer to home, trying desperately to formulate a plan or reason to explain to Brandon why he hadn’t responded. *** Jax entered Club Hedon, taking several turns down the winding halls. The music was intense tonight, an evil tone, pulsing through the walls. The boys were especially wild as he passed the wide open rooms and alcoves. Their sweat, their lust, their drive, was never ending. Jax smiled as he thought about Tyler, and how little he had experienced in the last week, and how his downfall was culminating slowly but surely. Jax entered a room, it was carpeted in maroon carpeting, with a very low lighting. The only lighting that was bright, centered in the middle of the room, where there was something that looked like a confessional kneeler from a church. Jax removed his clothes, down to his tiny briefs, exposing his beautiful body. He kneeled down, hands crossed on the support, and stared at the edge of the room. In front of him, sat six figures, highlighted only by the light bouncing off the shadows. “Tyler transcended for the first time tonight,” Jax’s monotone was back. The figures nodded, but showed no specific emotion. Their faces were hidden, their bodies robed. Jax continued, “It was a moderately intense transcendence. He saw the demons, so I was encouraged. He saw his relationship fall apart.” Again the nodding continued, with no input. “He does have a dark mind,” Jax smiled, “He transcended about his parents watching him”. A voice came from one of the six figures. “And is he ready for mania?” Jax pondered for a moment, his beautiful body gleaming in the light. “Close, but I do not believe he is there yet. The guilt is still strong, and while it turns him on, it still has a hold on him,” Jax responded, plainly. A somewhat angrier voice replied, “And you know that mania is the solution for the guilt. It is not your realm to control.” Jax nodded, unaffected by the slight uptick in anger. “Yes, but we have to break that initial barrier where it has the high likelihood of not being overcome. That was always in the realm of infidelity.” The figures looked at each other, leaning over to confer privately. Some nodded, some whispered. After a few moments of discussion their heads all turned back to Jax. “We agree with your assessment, but you must tread carefully as to not meddle in the next step. As soon as that threshold has been reached, you must immediately notify the council, so care and mentorship may be moved to mania.” Jax nodded, saying nothing. Another figure plainly stated, “Remove your faggot briefs. We will now break you, as your reward.” Jax stood, his hip bones protruding around his tight briefs, as he slide them down his body. 5 figures moved into the middle of the room, while another went off to the side, sliding out a wooden contraption. The contraption was somewhat square, with shackles on the top of it, and a long tail of two 2x4s that had shackles on the end of it, jutting out from the square portion. “Assume your position in the mount.” A voice stated. Jax bent over the top of the mount with the two shackles and his wrists were locked in the machine. The shackles were medieval, iron, rough, and unbreakable. With his wrists locked, Jax’s knees bent, touching the outcropping 2.4s, his tiny ankles lining up perfectly with the back shackles. He was locked. The figures surrounded him, with one positioning himself behind him, ramming into Jax. Jax’s eyes went pure black. His body locked. “You know you love this hell,” the man who rammed into him said. The music started to flood the room, the pulses lining up with Jax’s heartbeat. The reverberations from the initial ram into Jax were still echoing through his body, but the figure pulled out and started ramming Jax over and over again. On the said of the room, another figure began lighting cauldrons that burned intense heat, warming the room greatly. Beads of sweat began to drip from Jax. His eyes were black, with a deviant smile on his face. Another large dick slammed into his mount while the other figure continued to fuck him. The dick in his mouth gagged him profusely, but Jax did not care. He knew his place. He continued to gag. The other figures groped him, one pissing all over the scene, adding to Jax’s arousal. Pre cum began to drip from Jax’s dick, which was soft, yet still huge, and swinging back and forth with the brutal pounding. The man pounding him grabbed Jax’s jet black hair and yanked his head back with force. The dick flew out of Jax’s mouth. The man was bending Jax’s body, with force, and no mercy. No words were said. The man pounding Jax, instead of screaming, howled like a demon, blowing a fantastical load inside Jax, a load so large at it violented erupted from Jax’s hole while the man’s dick was still in him. The amount of cum was grotesque. The next man positioned himself behind Jax and the mounting proceeded. Six hours later, Jax was unshackled, his reward complete. A lake of cum existed below him. A lake of cum he must head before he would be allowed to leave. This wasn’t a chore for Jax, he wouldn’t have left without eating every single drop on the dirty carpet. The figures left the room, leaving Jax to clean up the mess he had made. The mounting was complete. *** Tyler entered his apartment, exhausted, but determined to fix the issue with Brandon. He pulled up his phone, texting Adam. “Hey, I need you. Can you help me?” “WTF LOL, it hasn’t even been 24 hours and you want more?” Adam replied via text. “I need you to come over, please, right now.” “LOL, wow, you nasty slut. You’re lucky that Aaron just went out with some friends. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” Adam replied again. Tyler then rushed downstairs to the street. His plan was in motion. The street was still filled with cars. At a break in the action, between stop lights, when the traffic calmed, Tyler tossed his cell phone into the middle of the street, in the most likely place that a car tire would be. Standing there, he waited. The next group of vehicles from the next green light began driving, and luckily, multiple cars smashed his phone. Once the traffic died down again, Tyler retrieved it. Evidence had been created. Just at that point, he saw Adam’s car pulling into the parking lot of his apartments. Tyler ran upstairs, waiting for Adam at the door to his apartment. “Holy fucking shit,” Adam cried, “What are you on fucking drugs?!” Tyler said nothing, lifting his shirt, revealing his hot diamond belly piercing, as if he was going to take it off fully, coaxing Adam inside. Adam walked in, and Tyler closed the door. Snapping around he confronted Adam forcefully. “So you want me to be your bitch right?” Tyler said. “Fuck yeah you dumb homo. I have ALWAYS wanted you like you wouldn’t believe. I’ve never been ok with you being with Brandon. And having you this afternoon was just a sample of the hell I want with you!” Adam replied excitedly. “Good,” Tyler replied nervously. He had to put all the pieces together here. “I need to create a reason for not being home today. Brandon is already upset.” Adam interjected, “Fuck yeah. You two break up you’re mine everyday!” Tyler put his hand up to pause Adam. Yes, he knew Adam wanted him like crazy, but he could also discern from the fucking earlier that Adam enjoyed the cheating as well. He needed Adam to continue to enjoy the cheating, so he went deeper. “No no Adam. You loved me cheating on Brandon right?” Tyler’s tone intensified, becoming more sultry and coaxing in its manner. “You looooooved it right? You want me to cheat on him with you right? Adam looked a bit stunned, not that he wasn’t wildly turned on, but more that Tyler was this dark. He wanted Tyler every day, but both of them cheating on their lovers was another layer that would be destroyed if Brandon broke up with Tyler. He nodded. “OK so we need to keep that going baby,” Tyler gently kissed Adam. He was nervous. He knew this was a rabbit hole that was going to have consequences. He knew Adam was harmless to Brandon, and he knew Brandon would trust him, so Adam could provide the perfect cover, at least for now. Only an hour earlier Tyler had thought that he could clean up his act and even considered stopping the slutting, but no, in the end, he had to fix the Brandon problem that happened today, and this was the potentially best way to do it. Tyler grabbed Adam’s hand and led him to his and Brandon’s bed. “This is where we make love, Brandon and I,” Tyler said nervously. He really felt a threshold being crossed, but desperation was too much. He couldn’t have Brandon question anything about his absence today. Tyler gulped, knowing the gravity of his words upcoming, but committed to them he continued, “Lets defile our bed, you and I Adam. Lets feel the corruption build between us and our lust consume any morality that we have!” Adam about turned into a monster at that point, but Tyler held him back for a final statement. “Adam, I will give you this all, but I need ONE THING from you,” Tyler said. “Which is?” Adam replied Tyler explained that he was a slut after Adam that afternoon, which only had Adam’s dick pulsing harder, and that he went silent on Brandon all day long. He explained that he was going to tell Brandon about him dropping his phone accidentally in the street which prevented a reply. But he needed Adam to vouch that they were hanging out and went out to eat and such trivial things that would lead Brandon to believe that everything was fine. “And you’ll let me keep coming over and defiling your relationship in the bed you share with him at all costs FOREVER?” Adam could barely contain himself. Tyler sealed the covenant. “Yes, forever.” Adam exploded, slamming Tyler down on the bed, tearing his sleeveless shirt right off him, in pieces. Pulling down Tyler’s shorts, he saw Tyler’s pink briefs, 100% soaked in cum, like he had bathed in it. “What the literal fuck did you do today?” Adam said, smelling the cum soaked into Tyler’s skin from his briefs as we pulled them down. “Fuck me baby,” Tyler deflected. He knew he had committed to a darkness he hadn’t believed he could. Adam slammed Tyler face first into the bed, slamming his big dick into him. Cum poured from Tyler’s hole by what seemed like the gallons. “Oh you are one sick piece of trash,” Adam said, licking Tyler’s ear. “But god fucking a goddamn loose slut hole is so much hotter than a tight one. I can barely feel my dick in you. The amount of men that have been in you must be massive!” Tyler grunted, his eyes started to glaze back, he was feeling transcendence come on, but he kept being pulled back into reality. “It feels good doing it where you make love doesn’t it?” Adam cried. “Its NEVER going to be same for you two, never ever going to be same.” The thrust were deep, but the hole was loose. Tyler didn’t care if he couldn’t feel it as well as when he was tight. What he cared about was that he was creating as airtight an alibi as possible, yet deep down, he knew he was getting Adam’s babies again. “Stare at the pictures of you two surrounding us!!!” Adam commanded. Tyler looked at the few pictures of him and Brandon happy together, over different portions of their relationship, on the nightstands next to the bed. The bed was bouncing now, Adam was fucking Tyler with great strength, holding his bony body to the bed, the mattress heaving with the lust and desires that Adam held. “Look at your fucking happiness unwind before you. Look at your world fall apart!” Adam laughed maniacally. “Look at the untimely end to everything. When you see him tomorrow, kiss him deeply, knowing your hell and demonic nature!” Tyler transcended. His spirit flung above the seen much quicker than before, the dark act disappearing from his view. He appeared in a labyrinth that was exceptionally dark, yet flints of red light hit the smoke in the maze. He was naked of course, beautiful as can be, with the red light bouncing off his piercings. He heard the sound of creatures nearby, guttural tormenting sounds of lust and desire being made. He started walking. Around a corner he saw himself again strapped to a dumpster, his dick pouring cum, his ass pouring cum, the neighborhood lined up to impregnate him. Another 90 degree turn and he saw himself on some wooden machine, shacked on all fours, as his ass was a waterfall for cum, his body even skinnier and bony. Another corner and he saw his parents, naked, fucking hard, and he began to precum. He stopped. He had to watch. They turned to him in their lust and screamed at him to turn away. Calling him demented and sick. He only smiled and stroked his dick in one hand, touching his body in a coaxing manner in the other, sliding his hand over all his bones, just begging to one to relinquish and want to touch him. They kept fucking and yelling at him in the same time. A flash occurred and Tyler was in another part of the labyrinth, the sounds of lust coming closer now. He felt like the transcendence was waning, but he tried to stay focused to keep it. He could hear Adam breaking into his visions… “Fucking garbage dump I am going to fuck you up in ways you’ll never imagine!” Adams voice came on strong, then faded into the distant. There in front of him Tyler saw his father masturbating like a fiend to naked videos of Tyler being used. His body already covered with cumloads from the amount of orgasms he had had. His father looked at Tyler standing there, screaming at him that he was a sick fuck. Tyler lost control and responded by telling his father how much he loved seeing his hairy naked body getting off to his demonic nature. His father couldn’t stop stroking but kept yelling. The scene was imploding on itself. He felt the brutal thrusts of Adam deeper and harder and more real inside him. Tyler reached out and touched his father’s hairy chest, lust materialized as an almost magical dust emanating from him. Lightning bolts shot through Tyler at the initial touch, extreme amounts of pleasure flowed through him like a jet, disgust filled his bones at his sickness, yet he moved his hand more, caressing the body. His dad furiously screamed to stop it, but made no attempt to stop him. Tyler felt a flash coming on and with no ability to stop it, he succumbed. He appeared in the room again surrounded by the creatures. This time he was being groped from every angle. Almost every part of his body was covered in hands, or claws, or whatever these things were. He could make out horns in the shadows protruding from the heads of the creatures. He felt contentment, rage, disgust. Then he felt a massive dick running down his skinny spine. This felt like it was the size of 10 dicks in one. He felt it press against his slutty hole and felt it open to accept it. No faces could be seen but he did not care. He was learning to not care about faces, not care about looks. The claws dragged against his perfect skin, and then he felt the most massive thing enter him and he saw his skin turn blood red. In front of his eyes, tattoos began to materialize all over his arms, legs, and anything else he could seen. He could make out faintly as they materialized, nasty words being etched into him. Words like slut, faggot, demon, seemed to swirl onto his body. He felt the etching continuing on his back, above his ass, down the back of his legs, although he couldn’t read it. The pain was immense but the pleasure was indescribable. Nothing that Brandon, Adam, Jax, or any of the 20 or so other boys did to him the nights prior had even a percent of a feeling of what bliss he was experiencing now. In his mind, he made up that we wanted to stay. Fuck the real world, he belonged here. As soon as Tyler’s mind was made up, his skin returned to normal and the vision began to fade. He desperately tried to conjure the pleasure he was feeling, anything to keep this transcendence, or whatever Jax called it alive. It felt reel. Fuck it could be real. He didn’t even understand how it was happening, but he didn’t care. He had stay! He started begging out loud to the shadows to let him stay, not to take him. But as he looked down he saw himself being sucked back into reality. Adam was turning him over on his back, his face sweaty and soaked with the sweat from their destruction. Entering reality Adam ferociously kissed Tyler. Tyler’s smooth pencil legs wrapped around Adam, pulling him as deeply as he could. Tyler’s hole longed for the massive dick he had just experienced, but alas, the feeling, and even the memory was starting to fade. Tyler’s dick released a copious cum load, without it being touched, as Adam was maniacally screaming, probably waking up the entire apartment complex. It didn’t matter, Tyler had practically lose all physical remembrance of his transcendence, his arms wrapped around Adam like he was the love of his life, and Tyler committed more fully to the act than he ever did before. “I love you inside me so much my love!” Tyler screamed. “Yes! Yes! I AM YOUR FUCKING LOVE!” Adam cried. His dick was pulsating so hard that even with his incredible loose hole, Tyler could feel it knocking around inside him. Tyler felt the darkness of the scene and continued to succumb. “Give me your babies Adam, give them to me fully. Corrupt me more baby. Right here, where Brandon and I lay, where I will lie to his face that he’s the only one for me, only to think of you when I do it.” Tyler screamed, far too loud, his neighbors must think hell was taking place in his home. Adam roared releasing his loads deep into Tyler, which felt like it took five minutes to complete. Pulling out Adam attacked Tyler’s hole, sucking the cum out of it, which was easy, considering Tyler’s hole was so loose it was just about pouring out anyway. Adam went back and forth between Tyler’s hole and mouth, collecting the cum, to the point that their mouths we completely full of Tyler’s ass loads, and they made out like wild. Cum dripped down their mouths and chins, covering them. They held each other so hard it was as if they were trying to push their bodies together into one. It was beautiful, dark, sinful, and destructive. Adam pulled off Tyler finally after what seemed to be an eternity, his hands still almost out of his control, gently touching Tyler’s perfect body, flicking his nipple piercings, caressing his perfection. “I love how many men you are sleeping with my baby. The next time I cum over, your hole better be filled with multiple men’s loads, otherwise, hey I might slip up and get Brandon a but suspicious.” Wait, this wasn’t the deal. Tyler was still orgasming internally, but he tried to get himself back to reality. “Hey, I said you can have me whenever, I never said I had to have slept with multiple men beforehand. That wasn’t the agreement!” Tyler cried. “Well I made an adjustment to the agreement baby,” Adam kissed him gently on the lips, “Cmon, its not as if that’s UNLIKELY to happen anyway at this point. I’m sure you’re going to invite 20 more men over tonight to defile your bed,” Adam laughed in an evil manner. Tyler laid there like the picture of perfection, as Adam got dressed. Again, no other words were uttered. Tyler had committed to this covenant and now it owned him. All those thoughts of getting on the right track were flooding back into Tyler. How could he right this this time? Did he even want to? Deep down, he knew things were spiraling and he desperately needed to feel another transcendence as well. It was opening him up to things he had no idea he desired or wanted or even felt. Too many emotions encircled him. His body heaved with lust and desire. Adam walked out the door and Tyler began convulsing, orgasming from extreme feelings that were flooding inside him. Without even touching himself, without even being touched, Tyler experienced the most powerful orgasm he had ever had. His path was beginning to become sealed in darkness.

Chapter 6: The First Transcendence Tyler walked down the street, hair disheveled, clothes a mess, sweaty, and obviously looking like he had just finished some ravaging sex. Adam and Aaron lived in a much better part of town, so whereas Tyler and Brandon’s shit area he would have fit into fairly easily, not so much here. He looked trashy. He was getting looks and stares, like he was a street whore. He felt the cum slowly begin to work its way from his ass down his taint. Soon, it would start to dribble down his legs. Something about that made him feel good and yet it felt wrong and embarrassing. Again the force of the wrongness of everything was winding up his sexual urges, and he hated himself for it, which then further reinforced his growing horniness. Reality set in and Tyler started thinking that walking down the street with cum beginning to run down his super skinny legs and a growing hardon in his tight shorts, already looking like a whore, was probably not going to be good for him. He started to panic. As he crossed between two buildings a had reached out, grabbing his tiny arm, and pulling him forcefully into the alley. The person was incredibly rough. Immediately he had a hood over his had, his body slammed into the brick of the building, and hand covering his mouth, pushing the fabric of the hood firmly into his mouth. Tyler was terrified, but he felt that trying to scream would make things worse. Tyler began to feel a hand groping him, his hardon began to pulse. Terrified and still horny, he felt instant relief when the voice spoke. “My Tyler”, the monotone voice said. It was Jax, Tyler had memorized that voice. The hood was lifted off his face, revealing his love. Tyler leaned in to kiss Jax, without even thinking. Jax did not move. Tyler pulled back, feeling confused, yet entranced by those beautiful animal eyes. “Jax I’ve been thinking about you every moment!” Tyler exclaimed. Jax nodded, almost in a pondering manner. A deviant smile barely appeared, “And were you thinking about me when you committed the infidelity you just completed?” Tyler felt frozen. How did Jax know that? Was he watching him? How the literal hell would he know? Jax’s had was already on Tyler’s upper thigh, and beginning to get covered in Adam’s cum that was leaking from Tyler’s fresh slut hole. Jax pulled his hand away, bringing it up to Tyler’s mount. “Eat your cheater’s cum”, Jax ordered. Tyler freaked. He didn’t know if Jax was spying on him, he was in an alley, but still anyone could see from either side. He was still ridiculously turned on, but he pulled away. “This isn’t very private…” Tyler started. “I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK. AND NEITHER DO YOU. IF YOU JUST DECIDED TO BE A SLUT LIKE YOU WERE, YOU CAN LICK HIS CUM FROM YOUR ASS OFF MY HAND. NOW.”, Jax was incredibly firm. Tyler reached out to touch Jax while he began to let Jax’s cummy hand enter his mouth. Jax harshly swatted Tyler’s hands away. “Eat the cum you garbage slut.” Jax ordered. “I haven’t given you permission to touch my perfection. Tyler, defeated, began sensually licking the cum from his own ass off Jax’s fingers. Slowly, deeply, he tasted the melding of him and Adam off the fingers of the man he cheated on his lover with. Jax’s other hand pulled behind Tyler, gathering the next gob of cum to eat. Jax alternated hands for Tyler to worship and lick. Tyler was beginning to feel high off the disgust of the human being he was, but for what felt like hours, he ate as much cum that Jax could pull from his dripping hole. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, Jax could no longer pull some measurable cum from Tyler’s hole and legs. “I missed you Tyler”, Jax’s tone changed dramatically, smashing his lips into Tyler, they made out like psychos. Tyler just moaned. His world felt like it was flipped upside down in lust. His hands reached under Jax’s shirt, feeling him up, caressing his boney body. Jax was doing similar to Tyler, but it was obvious that Tyler was the addict. He was touching Jax like he was a trophy, an object, something he couldn’t get enough of. It was it Tyler was trying to get his fingers to memorize every curve, the level of softness, the amount of smoothness, of every micro inch of Jax’s unbelievable body. “Are you thinking about Brandon right now?” Jax interjected while they were making out. Tyler seemed perplexed. “Um no Jax, I’m all about you baby!” He exclaimed. Jax looked disappointed. “You should be thinking about the boy you are lying to right now.” Jax cooed. “Do it. Feel it. You know that cheating is taking a hold of you.” Tyler felt more mass confusion within him. He know the level of wrongness in the infidelity he was creating was horrible, but he knew taking pleasure in it was beyond disgusting. He just nodded his head in agreement but was too focused on Jax to think of Brandon in any measurable manner. Jax continued his groping and kissing of Tyler, but he knew Tyler wasn’t thinking of Brandon. “Lets go babe”, Jax ordered. Tyler nodded. He didn’t ask where, he didn’t ask why, he didn’t ask how long, he just grabbed Jax’s hand and followed him down the alley. Jax approached an old rusty door further down the alley. He opened it, its hinges creaking extraordinarily, is if the door hadn’t been opened in a millennia. It was almost completely dark inside, yet a small glass block window let in enough light. It looked like a small manufacturing office or room inside. Tons of rusted metal objects and frames, an old cash register, rusted chains hung from the ceiling. Tyler paused as Jax tried to wave him into the darkness. Something didn’t feel right. Jax however, did not wait for any discussion about the current situation. He grabbed Tyler, thrusting him into the darkness, and forcibly walked behind him, slamming the door with fury, and turning the locking mechanism with anger. Tyler swung around after being pushed, seeing Jax take off his shirt, his skin and bones exposed in the light pouring through the window. Jax’s eyes began to change color, to a blood red hue. Tyler had been enamored by Jax from the moment he had seen him, but Jax’s now red eyes, looked like they went on into his soul for miles. He’d never seen anything like this, he’d never contemplated anything so out of this world. Jax slammed his hands into Tyler’s shoulders, Tyler stumbled, knocking over heaps of rusted mental frames and trinkets. Things were moving too fast. Tyler tried to regain his composure. Jax slammed Tyler onto the hard floor. Jax’s pants, which were practically plastered to his skeleton body, were being pulled down. No underwear, just his gigantic cock, with a massive bead of pre cum, was in front of him. Tyler, while in pain, instinctively went to suck it. Jax backhanded Tyler so hard the room started to spin. This wasn’t the somewhat playful backhand that Jax gave Tyler in the car the other night. This felt like hatred. “I didn’t tell you to suck it. Take your clothes off NOW!” Jax demanded. Tyler stripped, and before he had finally pulled off his little baby blue ankle socks, Jax again grabbed him angrily, flipping him over onto the cold hard floor and rammed into him. “Do I own you?” Jax demanded loudly. Tyler’s slut hole opened up for his lover, already wet with the remnants of the other boy he just cheated with. Tyler’s tone was more sultry than ever, just a determined, “Yes”, was uttered. Tyler’s face was smashed into the floor, his whole body was too. Jax went deep into him, fucking him like it was what he was meant to do. “Come away with me Tyler. Lets transcend this world for a real hell”, Jax then whispered in his ear. With that, Jax pulled all the way out of Tyler, staring at Tyler’s gaping hole for a moment, and then with the might of a thousand twinks, rammed so hard into Tyler that he slammed Tyler’s prostrate harder than he had every felt. Tyler began to convulse, an orgasm unlike anything he had ever felt was building within him so quickly. The room began to spin profusely, the kisses on his neck from Jax was like electrical bolts through his body. Tyler began seeing colors flashing before his eyes. Faster and faster and fast. Now the colors changed to blinding white, and as if a strobe light was placed in front of his eyes, it pulsed with incredible speed. The white then modulated to the same blood red of Tyler’s eyes, and then everything went black. Tyler looked down, seeing himself in a dirty deserted room, being fucked mercilessly by Jax. He felt, ethereal, as he floated above reality. Turning to his right Jax was floating next him. They were both naked, both almost transparent. The continued to float higher and higher above the scene below them, until it was just a white dot in a room of incredible darkness. Then the visions began to flow. Tyler saw himself with Brandon on their wedding day. The vision continued to modulate and flash alternate scenes. Tyler walking up the aisle, then a quick flash, Tyler was naked, then back to being in his tuxedo. As he arrived at the altar, another flash, Jax was besides Brandon, his tongue on his neck, Brandon’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and Jax’s hand’s feeling up Brandon’s body. Flash again – the scene was back to normal, Brandon was receiving Tyler at the altar, the priest welcoming all the guests. Another flash, a naked Jax sitting in the front pew, jacking his cock that was now twice the size that it was in real life. Flash again – the scene returned to normal. As the boys said their wedding vows flashes back and forth of seeing Jax behind Brandon, touching him, staring down Tyler in hatred, and then in loved, and then in disgusted again. When it came time for the final kiss, Tyler leaned in to kiss Brandon, but another flash happened, Tyler was naked in the aisle, staring at the altar, Brandon saying “I do”, staring right into Jax’s eyes. Jax opened one eye to stare at Tyler, laying naked in the aisle, although he didn’t seem to be noticed by anyone else. As Jax and Brandon walked back down the aisle, Tyler was obviously invisible to everyone besides Jax. As Jax passed by Tyler, he raised his foot kicking Tyler in the face, knocking him out cold. Another flash, Tyler floated above the bed as Jax made love to Brandon on their wedding night. Brandon was screaming things about how he wasted his life with Tyler, and Jax was the only man for him. Jax was whispering horrors in Brandon’s ears about Tyler being a filthy slut, Brandon seeming so content about having Jax in his arms. Another flash, now another version of Jax was floating next to Tyler watching Brandon and Jax make sickening love in their bed below. The floating Jax grabbed Tyler and begin to make out, groping each other like maniacs, as they watched another version of reality with Brandon being in love with Jax below. Another flash, Tyler was tied to a dumpster in an incredibly dirty back alley. Dirty mattresses strewn the alley, other trashy twink slept on them, as Tyler, in a much skinnier form turned around to look up at Jax, who had his hand on Tyler’s head, looking down the street seeing 200 or so men lined up for Tyler’s dumpster ass. The first man entered Tyler, Jax kissed Tyler deeply, Tyler became one with being a slut in that instant, then another flash occurred. He was yet again floating with another version of Jax above the wedding bed of Brandon and Jax, yet Brandon was sleeping, and Jax was inviting men in. Jax was bent over, screaming and getting fucked, while Brandon lay asleep. Jax had pulled his new wedding ring off and tossed it in the corner, as he cheated on his husband while he slept. Another flash, Tyler was in a dark smokey room with a singular light in the center. Surrounding him, were gargantuan dark figures with blood red eyes. These looked like abominations. They chanted at him, “he is most beautiful”, “he must be corrupted”, “belongs to the darkness”. Their smokey claws, hands, whatever they were extended from the darkness, groping Tyler. Tyler realized he was chained to the ground. He couldn’t move. He felt immense pleasure at his situation, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. The chanting was like a drug, he felt like nothing else. These dark creatures, these dark things, could do what they wanted with him. Another flash, Tyler was back chained to the dumpster, and while he hadn’t experience all of it, he knew in his mind he had somehow taken 101 of the 200 men that had waited in line for him. Jax’s lips had been pressed to his while he was being destroyed. Then looking over Tyler saw his parents, starting in disgust. Tyler became harder at their disgust. They screamed at what a retched thing he was, how they never wanted to see him again. Multiple flashes occurred then, seeing Brandon with Jax, seeing the abominations, seeing Jax cheat on Brandon, seeing the real world version of what happened when Tyler cheated on Brandon with Jax, seeing himself cheat with Adam, flash after flash, like a slide show. The flashes slowed, and Tyler looked at his disgusted parents with vitriol and disgust himself. He screamed at them “This is who I am. You will touch yourself tonight at my perfection!” His parents gasped and ran down the alley, leaving a chained Tyler with a river running into a lake of cum that was pouring out of his ass. Another flash, the creatures had descended upon Tyler, kissing him, entering him, deep red fires burned all over the room, yet the creatures were pitch black, and Tyler kissed them all. Touched them all. His bliss was unexplainable, he was reborn as a demon, or so he felt. The creatures muttered in their deep guttural voices, “corrupt him”, “demonize him”, “twist him”. The room started spinning hard. Tyler couldn’t stop the spinning. The white strobing came back until the room became black. Off in the distance, Tyler saw a white dot, getting larger and larger, until he could make out. He was approaching reality again. He saw his skinny body covered in sweat, his face mashed to the ground, Jax’s big dick slamming into him with no mercy, a practical fountain of cum splurting out of his ass every time Jax slammed into him. Jax then pulled his head back as far as it would go, grasping Tyler’s soaked hair. Tyler watched himself in ecstasy, but couldn’t feel anything. Jax appeared next to him. He smiled at him, but this time he looked like the devil. As quickly as he appeared, he disappeared, and Tyler felt himself being sucked back into reality. Moving closer and closer to his real body. Tyler jolted into reality feeling the immense force of Jax’s thrusts into him. The sounds were guttural. Lots of grunting and moaning coming from Jax and the sound of Jax’s cum being sloshed around every time he pushed back in Tyler. Tyler’s ass felt like nothing at this point, he could feel the ground underneath him was sticky wet, and he realized he was lying in a pool of his own cum, probably mixed some with the amount that was leaking from his ass. The amount of cum he was laying in, was outrageous. He must have cum more than he could have ever imagine. The amount of sweat pouring down on Tyler from Jax was extreme. He felt like he was being fucked in the rain. Tyler had momentary flashes of his out of body experience, but he remained in reality. In fact, he remained laying there, he didn’t thrust his ass back, he didn’t move. He just became entrenched into his dark actions, and gave himself like the property he was to Jax. Jax fucking Tyler on the hard floor lasted hours, the amount of cum was gross and Tyler began licking the lake that was surrounding him as Jax finished up whatever orgasm he was currently on. Tyler had cum in his hair, covering his entire front torso, and looked 10 times worse than he did when he was walking down the street hours ago. The light through the window was incredibly dim. It must have been late. Brandon would have gone to work by now. Jax finally pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned every inch of his cock with his mouth. “That was quite a transcendence.” Jax explained. Tyler was shaking, he was so weak at this point. “What do you mean babe?” “You left your body for many hours during that. I was there with you”, Jax said calmly. “What the literal fuck is going on?” Tyler snapped. “You transcended you dumb slut. You left to higher plain of ecstasy for a while. It happens with me, you’ll see. You go to a place where your hopes and fears all battle things out. You get to see vividly everything you are scared of, and your deepest wants.” “But I’ve never thought about you and Brandon together…” Tyler began. Jax stared at him with the same devil smile that he did right before Tyler had re-entered reality. “Oh baby, I never said I didn’t have SOME control of your transcendence.” Jax looked like evil as he continued. “I inserted the things I knew would live within you to help grow that guilt and wrongness that you are learning to love so deeply.” “So you pushed my mind to think about me being a dumpster slut and my parents finding me being so trashy?!” Tyler exclaimed. “Oh baby, I know what I inserted into your head, and it certainly wasn’t that”, Jax said, gently caressing Tyler’s cummy hair as they were both standing up. “You have some darkness buried deep in you at this point.” Tyler looked at his phone. 30 missed text messages from Brandon, and 6 missed calls. Jax was already opening the creaky door. “Now I will say my love, you look like the trashiest whore in the world right now. I certainly wouldn’t think you would be safe walking home looking like that on the city streets.” Jax taunted. Tyler could feel how fucked he must look. “You can maybe drive me home Jax?” He asked softly. Jax laughed, almost maniacally, “I think you’ll be safe in the back alleys….all the way home.” With that, Jax stepped out the door. Tyler rushed to follow him and was only a few steps behind him, although he was certainly walking funny from how blown out his hole was. As he reached the doorway he looked both ways, and there was no Jax to be seen. Daylight was waning heavily, a disgusting Tyler had to get home without being reported as a street whore in the nice area of town, and he had a lot of explaining to do to Brandon. Clothes soaked in cum and sweat, hair sticking in all directions, eyes sucken in, skin pale from the amount of energy exertion, Tyler stepped out from his room of destruction to make the long walk home and desperately tried to figure out how to handle Brandon.

Just another wasted youth (Part 2) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** “How old are you bitch?” I asked him, while pulling his nipples through his t-shirt. “18” he moaned. “I turned 18 two days ago” “Aaawwww… and now we seem to be your gift” I smiled. The boy smiles back at me. “Keep yourself dizzy bitch” I encouraged to sniff at the poppers bottle as often as he could. “Enjoy your ride to hell” I stated and my buddies and I laughed loudly while we held this twats body up. “Wouldn’t you enjoy to get fucked by everyone in this darkroom?” I whispered. “Imagine all the cocks getting hard, just because of your cute butt” “They sure would enjoy pounding your sweet loyal cunt” my mate grunted. “I don’t know” the youth replied. “You guys got big dicks…. I am horny for big dicks tonight” he replied. “A true bottom should never refuse a hard cock – not on a night like this” I tried to persuade him. “I love my boyfriend… I don’t want to cheat on him” said the twink who just got his ass fucked by totally strangers. “You are not… tonight your boyfriend isn’t here. You miss him so much, that is why you allowed us to plow your ass….” I talked to him soothingly. “It is your boyfriends fault. He should have been here with you at your birthday party. But don’t worry about it, no one needs to know, that you are a greedy little ass cunt.” The guy behind the twink had his hands on the youths shoulders and fucked him high speed. “Yeah…. it is all *grunts* his fault. He should have been here with me, instead of working for his company…..oooooh - I got needs” he moaned. “Yeah and let the guys here fulfill your needs just for tonight. Tomorrow your boyfriend will get to love you anyway and you love him, but tonight we are here to please your cunt” “Doesn’t it feel good to have a big cock up your ass, jamming your tight entrance…. give us the chance to make you feel good. Let’s make you the star of this night… let all the guys here fuck your ass…. just so, because you can do it…. and you do it so good baby.” I whispered those words into his ear. “Don’t reject anyone… see every cock as a present for you to set a new world record in getting charged up in one night – don’t be a fool to let this chance pass you by….” I continued to talk him into. “You don’t even have to look at the guys. Just stay here, look at the wall and imagine your ass a deposit for cum. Take another whiff….. Yeah….. imagine you are just a hole to us. Help us to get off…. into your sweet little body.” “Oooooh fuck…. your cock feels so good…..and maybe I should let you all fuck my pussy – but only tonight” the lad agreed. “Yeah – only for tonight slut” I answered satisfied. “And only with condoms….” he insisted. This was ridiculous. There he was – a totally drunk teen and buzzed up with poppers and still he had the audacity to demand safe fucks? I sighed deeply and looked at our third mate, who would have been the next to fuck this toad. “Sorry man… then you can’t fuck him with your 12 incher” I winked at him. “Man…. what the fuck….?” he complained. “You know his dick is so huge and thick… he has really problems finding condoms which would fit him.” I explained to our target. He peered at the next cock and seemed to be mesmerized. “Ooooooh *sighs* your cock is fucking beautiful. I have never seen a real dick being so thick and long” he moaned. “And do you see how much he looked forward to demolish your hole? Look at the streams of precum, dripping to the floor already.” I brought his attention to my pals Gono infection. But he was so swept away, that he really didn’t draw the conclusion or maybe it was simply too dark. He asked instead if he could lick his ‘precum’ away. “Of course” my friend said and while still getting fucked up the ass, the lad bent a little to the side and started sucking his fag beater. After only two minutes he got up again and asked my mate ‘Are you okay?’ “I feel great….” my pal replied. “No I mean, are you healthy……?” he mumbled under the influence of the alcohol. “Yeah faggot. Don’t worry I am clean” he lied stealthily. In the meanwhile the second fucker reached his orgasm and ejaculated the second high POZ load flooded the boys’ sewer. “Okay…. then fuck my ass raw.” he whispered. “What?” my mate answered as he was hard of hearing. “FUCK ME RAW” the twink shouted. “Gentlemen…..this twink just turned 18 two days ago and he is willing to accept the gift…. Please…..make sure you make room to those who are willing to share…..” I exclaimed. “You want to get charged up, right?” I asked him loudly. “Yeah man, charge me up with your dicks” he moaned. “I didn’t hear you?” I teased him. “OH FUCK….. GIVE ME YOUR COCKS….. *moans* CHARGE ME UP PLEASE!” he almost cried out. In no time we had a nice crowd of guys gathering around to take part at this spectacle. While our last friend started penetrating the boys’ hole, the twink moaned in pleasure and pain. 12 inch of hard cock meat worked his way up the lads’ ass cunt. “Ooooooh yeah…. this is it….. fuck me…. FUCK….. batter me with your huge dick” he begged. “Don’t worry pups…. I will fuck you hard and give you all I got…..” he snickered.

I guess the neighborhood piano bar wasn’t the most adventurous choice for my scandalous night out, but it was a step I hadn’t taken before. My wedding ring was in my pocket, the first time I’d taken it off for any purpose other than what you’d expect. Here I was in San Diego, fresh off my successful conference presentation, all the pressure off and a few more days of seminars and social gatherings to look forward to. After a brief meet and greet with those who had attended my talk, there had been an early dinner. Standard academic stuff, I’d been through it many times before. But this was my first time traveling alone since I’d gotten married. Jake and I have been together for 10 years, and finally made it legal last year. He’d always had the flexibility to travel with me when I went to these meetings, but his new job made that impossible this time. So here I was all alone, and all the things I’d fantasized about so many times were now eminently possible - if I was willing to make them happen. The man across the bar raised his glass, and invited me over to his table with a smile and a nod. He was by far the hottest guy in this quiet joint, looked to be late-30s, great body hiding under his business attire, brown hair and olive skin - with strong features and a killer smile. I’d never been to this bar before - I’d visited the city many times for business, but could never bring myself to go out, both because work always kept me busy but also because my boyfriend, now husband, was no doubt sitting at home, lonely and missing me. Don’t get me wrong - I’d thought about going out, having the kind of fun my commitment wouldn’t allow me to have. I’d thought of little else for years. I love what I have so much, but the desire for variety, for exploring a new body, it consumes me. I’d suggested three-ways, or opening our relationship, but my husband is just not into it. And until now, I’d just accepted that as the price of admission for being with him. Even now, sitting in this bar and considering walking over to the handsome man flirting with me, I’m just exploring. Dipping my toe in the pool. Trying out what it feels like to be out in a gay bar alone for the first time in so many years. Maybe enjoying the attention of a man or two, but not seriously considering going any further. I’m a married man, very happily so. This is just some innocent fun. As I pushed away from the bar, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror behind the counter. I looked good, if I do say so myself. I’m no gym rat, but I keep myself in good shape, lifting and running a few times a week, staying active on the weekends hiking and biking. In that transition phase between 20-something boy and 40-something daddy type. My face had certainly earned its share of compliments, and I saw more than a few men in the bar take note of the way my ass looked in the jeans I’d put on back at the hotel. Even still, I was surprised a man as gorgeous as the one I was approaching had cruised me. Just my insecurities talking - it had been years since I’d been in this position, almost 10 years to be precise. My husband and I had met on the dance floor of a club in our town and had scarcely been apart since, other than my work trips. We fell in love fast and hard, moved in together, and were married the minute it became legal in our state. I don’t regret it for one second - well, except for that part about craving something new. But that happens in all relationships, right? “Have a seat,” the stranger said, flashing that thousand-watt smile. “I haven’t seen you here before. Not that I come here all that often, either. Are you from around here?” A brief pause, considering how honest I wanted to be here. I could easily spin a tale about myself and invent a reality that would serve the fantasy I was exploring. Or I could just say, “No, I’m visiting for work. Husband is back home while I’m stuck in a hotel in yet another strange town. Thought I’d come out and enjoy a drink and the local scenery.” I caught his eye and grinned at the corniness of the line I just delivered as he started to laugh, blushing mildly. “How about you?” “I live just down the street, but haven’t been here more than a handful of times in the past six years. I’m newly single, you see, and my ex wasn’t one for the bars. I’m not either, if I’m being honest. But I thought it was probably time for me to get out again and see if I might find some connection, you know? My breakup really took a toll on me, and I haven’t been very sociable lately. And now I’m sharing way too much information with a total stranger. Sorry about that. I’m Anthony, by the way.” “I’m Joey, and please don’t apologize! You don’t know how happy I am to just have a normal conversation instead of cheesy pickup lines or a bunch of small talk. I’ve been at the bar for half an hour and had to shoo away a few young twinks and an obvious alcoholic barely able to speak. I was beginning to think I should have stayed in my room and watched some Netflix. Please, tell me more.” “Well, to be honest I’d rather not talk much more about it right now. Like I said, it was pretty brutal on me, and if it’s OK with you, we could talk about pretty much anything else. It’s best not to dwell too much on the past, and instead think about moving forward and moving on.” Again with that amazing smile, melting me and giving me a jolt up and down my body - a feeling I hadn’t felt in so long. That feeling when you meet someone new, the chemistry, the intrigue. I had it in spades with this man. Dangerous, this feeling - but thrilling, and so I pressed on. We spent the next two hours at that table, exchanging stories, talking about sports and politics and music and everything but our relationships. I bought the next round, then he got the next. Each time, he moved a bit closer, spent a bit more time looking in my eyes, laughed a bit more sincerely at my corny jokes. His hand made its way to my thigh under the table, and I didn’t remove it. In fact, my hand went onto his, and we continued to talk and laugh and just BE with each other, so comfortable and easy, it was scary and wonderful. He brought my hand up on to the table and was running his thumb over my ring finger. He confessed, “I have to tell you, I noticed the tan line from your ring when I ordered my drink at the bar earlier. I thought a married guy like you might be easier to talk to than someone obviously on the prowl in a dark bar, you know? But as soon as our conversation began, I knew I was in trouble. Because you are such an incredible man. I never expected to spend the entire evening lost in your eyes, but here we are. Last call is approaching, and the last thing in the world I want is for this night to end.” A beat. A pregnant pause as I assessed my options. I had tucked my husband into bed before heading to the bar. He was fast asleep in our bed, content and assuming that I would be bored in my hotel room, as had been the case on so many of my work trips. Yet here I was, reveling in a connection like I hadn’t felt in 10 years. My wedding ring in my pocket, the first time I had ever taken it off with the intent of deceiving someone that I was single. And instead, that decision brought me to the beautiful man in front of me, a man so charming and sexy it almost hurt to look at him. And as I considered the possibility that I would go home with him, I realized he was too good to be true - a man just out of a long-term relationship, stepping out for the first time since, and about as low-risk as you could expect, if you’re considering cheating on your husband, but wanting to be sure you were safe. “Then let’s not let it end here,” I said before I allowed myself to chicken out. He stood, holding fast to my hand, and led me out of the bar. It was a pleasant evening, and we walked hand-in-hand the three blocks to his apartment, the sexual tension between us palpable. On the stairs in front of his building, he turned before unlocking the door and kissed me deeply on the mouth. Something about the romantic gesture, on the street on a beautiful evening, making out with a gorgeous man before heading into his apartment - I was about to burst from the fluttering in my stomach, the nervous energy building and making me do things I told myself I wouldn’t do. Tonight was supposed to be a bit of innocent fun, and here I was on the precipice of cheating on my husband. And I wanted nothing more than for this man to take me upstairs and continue this incredible evening.

I was working for one of those urban life magazines when my editor gave me an assignment that changed my life in so many ways. He wanted an article on the "new phenomenon" of bug chasing. Specifically, he wanted to tell our shrinking number of readers what would cause people do actively seek HIV infection. Even I knew that this was nothing new and had been going on for years. I could have asked why he didn't choose one of the gay guys on staff to write it, but I also knew the magazine was in financial trouble. Saving my job was a priority. So, I took the assignment without protest. My girlfriend was out of town on an extended work assignment eliminating the need to explain what I was going to be doing. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan. I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I hadn't read online. Plus I was wading through an incredible amount of bullshit from guys who only wanted to talk about being pozed and were no action. I had hoped to find someone who had gone through or was going through this experience who would tell me why and shed some insight on their hopes and fears. My plan was to feature one or two guys and tell their stories. However, I just couldn't find that connection. Then one night, I was sitting at the bar when this guy walked in. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. Frankly, he looked like a Greek God. To my surprise, he sat down next to me. I considered myself straight, but that kind of went out the window. Introducing ourselves, I learned his name was Eric. Desperate for a story to write, I blurted out my mission. Eric listened attentively and then told me he was not a chaser, but rather the opposite: he was an HIV positive top. He continued, telling me a lot of things including erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding, and not out of discomfort, but rather out of a desire to be share his experiences in some (perhaps) surreptitious manner. I did not want to see myself having sex with him, but, on the other hand, I had no doubt he was, in some degree, coming on to me. His HIV status, of course, gave me additional pause, but I knew the virus could not be transmitted through voyeurism. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue (perhaps enhanced by the alcohol we were downing) and he intimated he was could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his "massive viral load". As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they "helped prime a bottom's plumbing", which meant nothing to me at the time. He told me he was "pozzing" a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was tumescent at the thought of seeing watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. Some chances only come once in a lifetime, or so I temporized. It probably didn't hurt Eric's hand chanced brushed my crotch, and that when he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool, and Eric's crotch chanced to press against my thigh. In retrospect I think he might have been semi-erect - or was it wishful thinking on my part? In short, I accepted his offer and jotted down his address. The next day, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing is doorbell. Eric answered the door buck fucking naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a loosing battle. He was built like the proverbial shit house: a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick, uncut cock that never hung quite down, as did cocks in my (admittedly limited) experience, but it sort-of arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he bade me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the 'fuck-fest', to use his words. He disappeared back into another room. I sat down in front of a TV showing an all male porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had very physical sex. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. My dick did not return to its normal, flaccid state. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10, thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric's dick. What had I gotten myself into? Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally he said that it looked like his friend wasn't going to show. He told me that he was really horny (no kidding). He asked me, no, he told me to suck his cock. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there. I don't remember undressing, but I ended up naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock, balls and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: not only did his cock not loose any rigidity, but drops of pre-cum were sporadically oozing out of his cock head. His pre-cum was fascinating: slick, salty and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could literally feel myself being opened up. I knew what he intended, and so said 'no' to each of his several entreaties "hey, man, I've gotta slip my cock in your hole," but persistence and lust won out over logic, and, when he assured me he'd pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. To be sure, however, I told him there was no way i was going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on all 4s. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first - pain the likes of which I had (not surprisingly), never before experienced. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened-up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: was I going to piss myself or was I going to blow a load? I honestly didn't know, (and in some measure, didn't care), but I did know I now understood why so many guys loved anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an orgasm, but I heard (or didn't want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting-up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him "no mas" at the first sign he was going to cum in me. While all this was happening my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything I was experiencing, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time, perhaps twenty minutes or so, he said he had some things to tell me. He told me that he could stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. He said he could cum and not make a sound. Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. He told me he had already cum in me twice. Then he said "here cums the third load." Before I could react, Eric's right hand moved to my shoulder and pushed me face down into the mattress. His left arm tightened around my hips. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock seem to vibrate and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard cock plugging my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me that my "friends at the bar" had hired him to do it. They told him that I wanted it. They said I'd make up some story about why I hung out in the bar, but that he should ignore it. I was surprised he would do this for money. He told me he was paid quite well. He called himself a 'poztitute'. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I needed time to get my head around all that had happened. I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. When I finally came out of the bathroom, the apartment was dark, and he was snoring. I thought about it for a bit, and finally slipped into bed with him. He later fucked me two more times, cumming multiple times. Early that morning I dressed and went home. When my girlfriend got back to town, I broke up with her. I told her I met someone else. I hated hurting her, but I just couldn't take the chance of infecting her. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I wrote the article about my experience as though I had interviewed someone else. It was the best thing I ever wrote, but the magazine went out of business before it was published. I work for a public relations firm now. I haven't had sex since all this happened, but I think I'm ready to get out there. There are some big-talking, no-action guys at a certain bar for whom I have certain gifts. Paybacks are a bitch.

My #1 main man bought the Coleman camper so we could take it to the gay campground and leave it there to go up multiple times durning the summer. The first year was a blast. The last two were cancelled on account of covid. It sat at our old house exposed and unused, or covered. We moved it to the new house here with us two weeks ago. Here it has a shady spot by the driveway. Here it has real possibilities. Within days I had set up a 30yo bottom who came to the camper. He stripped, blindfolded himself, and he waited on the bed ass up for me. I went in, fucked him, came in him, thanked him, and was back out the camper door in ten minutes. HOT. I never saw his face. He never saw me. That very afternoon, my man set himself up to give a blowjob in the camper. As soon as he had blown the guy, one of the other prospects he’d been grooming texted and came right over. Two dicks in a row - he sucked off and swallowed. HOT. Good start with the camper. Then this Saturday I set up some real fun. My anon bottom from earlier wants a repeat. My regular (47yo) boy is coming to spend Saturday night, as he does at least every other weekend. I’ve been fucking my boy for 12 years. For at least ten of them, I have been trying to set up a bottom who I can fuck, then my boy can fuck. I have a big dick. My boy has a REALLY big dick. It’s never worked out, finding a bottom to take us in succession. I send the bottom a pic of us both (see attached, me on left). He is into it. Saturday at 9:30 our willing piece of ass cumdump comes to the trailer. We go out a few minutes after. He’s ass up on the bed, blindfolded, ass facing the door. He has a poppers rag. I turn him and get behind him on the bed. He gets to suck my boy’s dick while I’m fucking him. I spit on his crack and rub my hard cock up and down it. With my thumb I go to push some spit inside and find he’s pre-lubed. I am pushing my dick in him. So fucking tight. Too tight. I need to loosen this ass up or it’ll never accommodate my boy, I think to myself. Stroke. Stroke. I go right into fucking him. I slip out twice. So tight. I reach around him tight to pull him in, for maximum penetration, and to cum deep in him as I can when I do. I’m talking softly about what a dirty boy (the bottom) is liking dick so much. How he needs my cum deep if he’s ever going to take that big dick in his mouth. My boy said he almost came from the blowjob. I excited myself talking like that and soon I was FUCK FUCK blowing my load and then some. Yeah! Throb throb, pumping my babies into him. I slip out and turn the bottom so my boy now has access. That cummy asshole. Damn. My boy puts his dick there and pushes. Nothing happens. “I said he was tight” I chuckled. My boy pushed HARD and that fuck slab of his slipped right in that cum filled ass in one smooth go. FUCK. Fuck. Fuck Fuck. He is going at it. The bottom is moaning and sniffing poppers. I’m deep kissing my boy while he’s fucking. I slip my finger between his cheeks to find his pucker hoping to slip something in. It’s dry. I turn to find lube and UNF UNF UNF the boy is shooting his load deep in the anon bottom boy’s ass. Fuck yes. This worked perfectly. His dick slipped out. Anon bottom boy jumps up still blindfolded saying “Thank you daddy for making that happen,” and obviously looking for a kiss. What a hottie. I hold him by his little black beard and kiss him deeply. Grrr. My boy and I did a quick wipe. Left the bottom a towel. Said “later man thanks,” and we were out the door maybe 15-20 minutes after we came in. Hot. He never saw us. Dirty boy took two strangers’ loads. The bottom boy has contacted me twice since Saturday. And I do not know what that fuck I am going to do with him next time!!! At some point I want him in my bed where I can have sex with him a lot more fully. But anon is so awesome, and impossible to get back once it’s lost. Suggestions?

Pat Neal Columbus Ohio (near OSU) Available anytime except Sundays during the day and some Wednesday mornings. Every day between 9 pm and 6 am. (614) 660-6306

Proud of the top that took what he wanted and where he wanted

And swallow that dick.

Please don’t shave it. It’s so sexy seeing a guy reach up and show some underarm hair, whether it’s during sex or just out in public. Love seeing guys with nice thick fur under their arms that merges into their chest pelt. Like a bunch of other guys here, I like licking pits and wouldn’t even consider it if a guy was shaved.

True, but control of female sexuality has been a tool even longer than forever, if such a thing is possible.

I wish Slipitupme would continue this one.

Hot…. I can’t wait to see what happens next…

Then the picture pixelated and faded so show a lad kneeling on a bed, arse up as I watched a massive cock slide into the boys arse, the kids hole looked like it was spread to the limit, I recognised the voice “that’s a good boy!”, “in and out we go”, christ!!! I was watching a boy being barebacked by the man I was going to meet! However I was licking my lips and playing with my cock turned on as hell as I got another message: “like that son?” My response was instant “daddy, yes I do” “from your choice of depraved porn I thought you might, you boozing and getting high son?” I nodded as if he was there sending a message “Charlie and vodka daddy”. “hehehe good boy, daddy loves partying boys, from the smell of weed and beer on your earlier I thought you would” Completely entranced and nodding/grinning like an idiot in my room “I do daddy” The reply was a few minutes coming: “I fucking love that you do, Daddy loves to booze and partying too , and I know em all (wink) see you at eight, don’t be late” xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I stood outside the entrance of the lido feeling like the entire world was looking at me, though it was still summer it was at the end of the season and whilst still warm it was pretty dark, I have to admit that in the dark light and the low glow of the lights outside the lido also with the big trees and bushes it was decidedly creepy. I felt like I stood out like a sore thumb dressed in white shorts and vest top, little briefs on underneath and my feet in flipflops, I used the last of my Charlie and thought about leaving as I heard footsteps, in the half light he looked like some kind of Neanderthal beast coming for me, he looked bigger and more menacing than he did earlier in the daylight, i felt a bit scared but excited. He grinned “good to see you son”, he caressed my arse nuzzling my neck “I’ve been thinking about you all day baby”, I blushed kissing his cheek “me about you too Daddy”, his hand went inside my shorts and briefs his finger rubbing in my crack at my hole “dads been watching your videos again and thinking about your little boy arse”, I moaned against his bulk “You like it when boys get controlled and used by men don’t you boy?”, I nodded my head against his chest breathing shallow, “yes” He pulled his hand out of my shorts and then a few moments later he pushed his hand back in, this time pushing my shorts and briefs down over my arse dropping the to the floor, leaving me exposed, with one arm he held me firm as his other was on my arse. His finger worked into my hole, there was a burning warmth and a tingling as his finger pushed deeper, I squirmed surprised “what’s that?”, he kept his finger in my arse and held me firm “just something to get you a bit partied up boy”, I pushed against him a bit “I.. I.. I don’t think I like it”, he chuckled as his pulled his finger out and then a few moments later his finger was back up me with more burning and tingling as he finger fucked me. Holding me firm, his mouth against mine suffocating any noise from me. Soon the burning subsided and the tingling turned into something entirely pleasurable, in fact I felt as horny as I’d ever felt before, a pure hunger, I returned his kisses as he ripped my top off leaving me naked as the day I was born, he threw me over his shoulder and carried me to his car, his fingers up my bum, my arse muscles were clamping against his fingers up my arse, “such a hungry little virgin pussy, don’t worry you’ll be earning as you learn” and then laughing "that's how I'll pay your way through university baby, with your body, mouth and your boi pussy, and don't worry, you just be a good boy and Daddy will take care of his boy", he chuckled as he threw me into the back seat of his car.

The following day, Wed, was a day of sex, fucking, sucking, rimming, piss, spit and stretching my arse pussy with fingers and toys, I also tried my first marijuana, I was having a wonderful time, spending most of it naked wearing only my piercings, a sheen of sweat and a layer of cum, though most of the cum coated the inside of my bowels. In the afternoon, before my parents would normally come home from work, I went home to collect a few things and to leave a note saying “stopping at a friends for a few days”, the first thing I needed was underwear as Peter had thrown my last boxers in the bin, I needed some more, he also asked me to pick up a couple of items of lingerie in the form of knickers, I thought I would get one pair each from my sister and my mother to lessen the suspicion of them going missing, but I went to my room first, my fresh laundry was staked on the chair by my computer which is where my mom always left it, I grabbed one pair of jeans from the pile, 3 pairs of boxers and three tee-shirts and three pairs of socks, and I needed another pair of jeans, tee-shirt and underwear to wear today. I would put the remaining pile of clothes in respective drawers and then go and chose some knickers, I had left my mom’s knickers at Peters place, he said he would throw them in the wash and what the hell, he said, “As they suit you so much, you might as well keep them, I will enjoy seeing you in them again” As I opened the respective drawers placing in Jeans, shorts, tee-shirts, socks, I opened my underwear drawer and there inside on the top where the three items Tracy had given me yesterday, the two pairs of crotchless knickers, the G-string and matching bra that wasn’t a bra, merely straps. I was angry with her what if my mom had seen them, but then mom never goes in my drawers, (or so she said), but I held them up and looked at them, they looked pretty and I did feel sexy yesterday wearing my mom’s G-string, I looked at the labels on them, and I shoved them in my bag, went to my computer and booted it up, I then looked up fantasygirl, the label on the lingerie, it sold an exclusive range of “Tgirl” lingerie, on line available at certain retail stores this lingerie was actually designed for guys, and it dawned on me, guys like me. It was all so beautiful, so pretty and so sexy, without thinking I set up an on-line account although I didn’t buy anything, after I set up the account I immediately felt guilty and shut my computer down but I decided then to also go and check out my sisters stuff, I chose one lace thong from her drawer, though there was loads I liked, then I did the same from my mom’s drawer, this time I had more time to look through my mom’s things, she had some extremely sexy underwear, even including some crotchless panties, stockings suspender belts, (apparently Americans call them Garter belts, I had noticed that on the on-line shop), wow, you get a whole new perspective on your mother when you see what she wears underneath, I don’t know why, I really don’t, but I grabbed a suspender belt, black and red, and a pair of dark lace top stockings and another black net fronted G-string, shoved them in my bag and rushed out of the house, I had gone perhaps half a street when I felt so guilty, I rushed back to return all of it, only to see my sisters car pulling onto the drive, I didn’t want to face her so I turned around again and walked away I got back to Peters, he was sat on the sofa, wearing just a Tee-shirt, nothing more, his fat cock hanging out and laying limp but glorious between his legs. He asked me to put my stuff in the bedroom, whilst he rolled a joint, I came back into the living room and he had put the finished joint on the table, he was on his hands and knees putting another DVD in the player below the TV, I stared at his arse, thinking of getting my tongue in there, knowing that at some point today he would be telling me too, the very thought caused a stirring in my belly, a twitch in my groin. He got up, sat back down and lit up the joint, passing it to me, I took a deep inhalation and coughed, I still wasn’t used to smoking, but all of a sudden I felt completely relaxed, Peter leaned in and kissed me on the lips and pushed his tongue inside my mouth, he didn’t need to push, I would have invited him in anytime. The DVD had started and this one showed a young crossdressing lad, maybe 19, with a much older man, in his 60’s or even older, although you wouldn’t have thought so from the size of his prick, standing proud and engorged, the lad was very effeminate looking and was wearing knickers, (a thong, lace), and a tee-shirt, the old man’s hands where all over his crossdressing friend and I felt Peters hands on me, touching my nipples, playing with my nipple rings whilst he nibbled my ear, he stuck his tongue right into my ear, Jesus how did he know, that is something the turns both Helen and myself on, it is kinda our thing, I once fucked her at a bustop, in front of an old guy, she let me ‘cos I stuck my tongue in her ear and it just turned her on so much, same with me, Christ you do that to me and I am open to anything, how the fuck did he know? Or is it just a natural thing, Helen was my first and only girlfriend so I didn’t have too much experience. Anyway, as he did it I writhed and squirmed, I reached for his cock and as I held it I ran my thumb over the head and could feel the precum oozing out. I wanted sooo much to suck on it but I was also loving what he was doing to my ear, he must have read my mind as he pushed my head down to his hard member, I didn’t suck it straight away, I kissed it gently, then licked the head, then opened my mouth wide and took it into me sucking, kissing, taking it out to lick it, my God I was in love with his cock. He laid back on the sofa and as I went to go down on him he told me to stop, strip and so I did, I was naked, on my knees on the sofa with his cock in my mouth and a dreamy look in my eyes, I loved my man so much, I wanted this to last forever and I knew I would do whatever I had too to keep him. “Gonna try something different today, stay on all fours” He got up from the sofa and came behind me, I heard him moving about, some rustling, then I felt his finger at my bum hole, he pushed his finger in moved it around then withdrew it, then pushed it in, both times it went in with relative ease, Hell, over the past few days there hadn’t been much time when I didn’t have something in my arse, but this time I felt a mild burning sensation and then nothing for a few mins, then all of a sudden, wow, I mean really fucking WOW! FUCK, I wanted him in me, FUCK, I was feeling amazing, and I would have done anything he asked so long as he gave me his cock FUCK, when I said I would have done anything, I mean anything, if we had been in a crowded room and he told me to strip and get ready to fuck I would have done it, all my inhibitions where gone, I was a cock craving fucker, I needed to be fucked by him, in fact by anyone, it was amazing. And he did fuck me, it seemed to go on forever but I still wanted more, I have no idea when I passed out, but I know I woke sometime in the early hours, I was alone on the sofa and cold, and Peter had evidently gone to bed. I thought I needed to shit, but I put my fingers to my fuck hole and found it was filled with a plug, I just knew the insides of my bowels would be coated in cum, I never thought about it being absorbed into my body, that’s the kind of stuff I learnt about later but for now I was content to have it in me. That’s how the next couple of days went on, when we were not at work, there was lots of fucking, lots of sucking, sometimes Peter taking pics of me, naked or in the knickers I had stolen from my sister and mother, even wearing the stockings and suspender belt, I didn’t mind, if it turned Peter on then it turned me on too, of course I even had my own knickers that my sister had bought for me, I wore them all and was fucked in every position in them all It was on the Friday that Peter told me that he had made other arrangements for me that night, it was Peters night off and I had to work, but he told me he would be going out, he wouldn’t say where, but he said he had made arrangements for me to stay with a friend. “I don’t need to stay with a friend, I could stay here I’m not a kid” “I am not having you stay here” “Well, OK, I can just wait outside the door until you come back” “No, you’re not having the neighbours complain I have a tramp sleeping on my doorstep” “OK, I’ll go home for the night” “Not a good idea, I spoke to Tracy, your dad is really pissed at you, she said you should stay away from him for a bit” “Why? I haven’t done anything” “No idea, Tracy would not say why he was mad at you though she did allude to the theft of some of your mother’s underwear” I wasn’t happy but could see no other way out, I didn’t know where else I could stay, not with the ways I had changed recently, shunning my friends to spend time with Peter, and my change in appearance too, so that’s how I ended up staying at Georges place that Friday night. George it turns out, was the man who sits at the bar and is a friend of Peters, He is the one who remarked that my mother’s G-string looked very sexy on me. I wasn’t happy going there and told Peter so. “You be nice to him, he is going out of his way to take you home from work and put you up for the night, you do what he says, OK? Exactly what he says, without question and yes, if he comes on to you, you let him ok?” “But what about us? I just want to be with you” “We are together, but not tonight, Listen, I think you are being bloody ungrateful, people are trying to look out for you and look after you and you are being selfish, if George wants to sleep with you, you just bend over and take one for the team OK?” “But how can we be in a relationship if I am sleeping with other men?” “Oh for fucks sake, on Saturday I invited you to a party and you ended up getting buggered by at least ten different guys, you didn’t complain then did you?” “But……….” “No buts, do you want to come back here on Saturday or not?” “Yes” “OK, then tonight, if he wants you too you will suck his cock and spread those gorgeous arse cheeks for him and do anything else he wants you too, OK?”…………”OK?” “Yes….ok” “Right now start getting ready for work and put on that black G-string of your mothers, oh and a tight tee-shirt, if you haven’t got a tight one, I have” I did as I was told, my nipple rings showed through the tee-shirt, I even pulled up the sides of the G-string as I knew Peter liked that and I wanted to please him, I had upset him enough, he was right I was being ungrateful, I was being childish, when I came out of the bedroom, he took me to work, he dropped me off and I walked in to the expected stares and comments, I was utterly dejected.

Party last night at a friends house. The usual bonfire and drinking in the back yard/woods. Lots of unfamiliar faces though, which was nice as I got some attention from the fresh meat. A got fucked by a couple out near their car, bent over the trunk. I had just gone to help em carry more beer back to the fire, but shit happens and I got both their nuts in my ass. An hour later, after telling my friend what happened, he insisted on adding load #3 to my ass. Finally to finish the evening, I was playing daddy to a nice furry cub who had blown me before but would never let me fuck him. Not sure what changed, but he finally let me breed him raw and cum inside. He was begging me to knock him up. Of course that made me cum twice as fast. Lol Not a bad evening for a simple party and fire😃

I have been dp once by two thick cocks and loved it . I am going to cumunion in Dallas next Saturday hoping to do it again

Chapter two By the next friday evening I was sitting across the poker table from Tyler as he regailed us with a tale of a threesome he had with two hot chicks the previous weekend. I acted like I was as skeptical as everyone else at the table as he told us he had cum more than 6 times in or on the one girl, but I didn't let on that I knew he had cum that much in and on me. Instead I found a bunch of ways to bend over in his eyeline during the game. By the end of the second hour he had run out of chips as had I, but he seemed in no rush to leave while I was still there rolling the ball around with the host's dog. It made me smile everytime I looked back and caught him readjusting his dick in his sweats, and I took extra pleasure in watching him strain to see more after I went to the bathroom and took off my boxerbriefs, returning with my belt two knotches looser so my jeans dipped low enough each time i bent or crouched that nearly my entire ass was visible between my tee shirt bottom and the waist band. One of the other guys noticed and told me to buy a better belt, and true to form I just responded that he didn't have to look unless he liked the veiw. He told me I was sick, but the guy next to him said I had an ass like a bitch so it didn't bother him, then reached out and swatted me on my exposed cheek. I jumped up and punched him in the arm, and we all laughed. The next time the first guy bitched about my ass, I took a shot, ran over between him and Tyler, pulled down my pants enough to moon it and told him to take a picture so he could jerk off later. The room roared with laughter, and the guy who was complaining pushed me away from him causing me to sit on the edge of the table right by Tyler's seat. He went with the joke and told me not to show my ass unless I wanted them to fuck it, then reached around my waist and spread my cheeks. I struggled to push him off while shouting that no one there had anything big enough to fuck with anyway so I wasn't worried. He and one of the other guys took offense to that and Sean grabbed my shirt and pulled if over my head, holding my arms down while thrusting his bball short covered junk in my face while Tyler humped his bulge into my crack and said "does that feel like nothing bitch?" The laughter continued as someone tried to get a picture with Tyler's phone, but failed as I got control and stood up tell them it felt like a tiny clit, which is what I expected a bunch of pussies to have. Meanwhile I was hard as a rock and went down the hall to the bathroom to take care of business. As I went to shut the door, Tyler pushed his way in and said he had to pee too, which apparently meant we were gonna share the toilet. I told him I needed to take a dump, but he wasn't having it, and shut the door and whipped out his semi hard dick and said "too bad" He was not shy at all about strokin his cock until the piss began to shoot hard and loud into the bowl. In my need to seem straight, I did the same, but my cock was fully erect so I had to seriously aim it in order to keep from spraying straIght into the air. Tyler laughed and reached over and grabbed my cock and gave it a friendly shake once the two seconds of pee I had stored up were complete. My dick and I both jumped and he laughed more and said it looked like I liked having his dick on my ass more than I wanted to admit. Pretty drunk and filled with hormones and bravado, i reached over and took hold of his dick and gave it a few firm strokes and told him I wasn't the only one. I then bent down to grab my pants and pull them up, when he spun towards me and stuffed his cock between my thighs, keeping me off balance as he more quietly asked me where my underwear had gone? I told him I wasn't wearing any and tried pushing him off, but he grabbed my balls and dick with both hands and said he saw me wearing some when I got there, then looked around, before reaching into my jeans pocket and pulling out my undies. He repeated his question about why I took them off, and I just laughed like straight guys do when fooling around and asked him back "How did u know I was wearing underwear unless you were watching my ass?" "Guess you took em off to see who would look huh? Im keeping these by the way, you can win em back next time we play." He caught me, but still it seemed to be all in the name of straight guys screwin around. He stuffed his hard on back into his undies and sweats and left the bathroom, while I shut the door and shot a major load all over the wall and mirror, still able to feel the dampness of his cock head where he had rubbed it between my thighs. By the time I came out after cleaning my cum up, Tyler was packed up and leaving, and out of the blue asked me if I was headed back to our dorm and if he could get a ride. Usually Tyler rode with one of the other guys from his baseball team or ran over and ran back in order to get an extra workout. "If not I'm gonna need to borrow a jacket from one of these queers," Tyler said motioning to the rest of the group. "Although I suppose I can add a layer to stay warm." He then picked up his workout bag that had his windbreaker in it, and since the guys at the table were watching the cards, he very obviously pulled my underwear out of his pants pocket and balled them up and stuff them in with his uniform. I rolled my eyes at his cheap attempt to get a rise out of me, secretly thrilled I had already shot my load so I wouldn't spend the whole car ride in agony, and agreed to give him a ride back. As it turned out the weather had quickly become nasty and I wondered if he really did just need a ride as we very slowly drove back to campus. He asked if we could pull through the drive through liquor store before heading back and I agreed, assuming he was hoping to use my fake id to get some liquor as he had done in the past. It was out of the way but he offered to buy me a bottle of whatever I wanted if I would use my id, so I agreed. We had never really hung out just the two of us and all I could think about was how he looked when he was fucking me last friday, so I was not making good company. He didn't

PART 2 “I always wanted to know the size of your dick, I figured at least eight inches,” I said as I ran my hand over my uncle's pants. “Try ten,” he replied. I widened my eyes and unzipped his jeans. His cock sprang out, hard as iron. That cock was drooling and very wet with pre cum. “Suck that cock,” my uncle ordered. I knelt on the floor in front of him and licked his glans. Uncle Drew tasted good in my mouth. As I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, he took off the white t-shirt he wore. So I could see his hairy belly and his tattoos. He had a scorpion on the left side and a biohazard symbol on the right side. “I always liked your tattoos, uncle,” I said. “Talk less and suck more,” he said. His cock was really big and I couldn't even get half of it in my mouth. Uncle Drew had his eyes closed and his muscular arms were behind his head. “I think you are becoming my favorite nephew,” he said. I continued sucking until my mouth ached, but he didn't cum. Every now and then Uncle Drew would slap me hard across the face, but I kind of liked it. He wanted to make me understand that he was the real man there, while I was just a little bitch ready to serve. “I want to fuck you in your bed,” he said. My uncle got up and went to my room. I ran after him, desperate to please this man who had been a part of my dreams since I was a child. “Take off your clothes and get in bed on all fours,” he ordered. I was nervous, but I took off my shirt and the shorts I was wearing. I had a jockstrap underneath because I had been exercising earlier. When he saw that, he told me not to take the jock off, because he liked it. I climbed into bed wearing only socks and the white jockstrap. I thought he was going to start fucking me, but then I felt something hot and wet on my ass. Uncle Drew was sticking his tongue inside me and it felt really good. I started moaning as he tongue-fucked me, that was the best thing I had ever felt. “You're tight,” he said. I only managed to moan in response. “I'll leave a gap in you when I'm done,” he decreed. Uncle Drew then put a finger inside me and it felt really good. Then I felt a second finger enter me and it started to hurt a little because he scratched me with his nails, but I took it in silence. The man positioned himself behind me and started rubbing the head of his cock in my hole. “Are you sure you want this?” he asked. "Yes, uncle, fuck me, please." "There's no going back." "I know, I want you to fuck me hard." “You're really going to regret what you're doing,” Uncle Drew warned me. Then he started to force the head of his cock into my hole. That was really big, but then it came in with a pop noise. And that was when I fainted from the pain I felt.

ESC can be a fun place. Usually weekends are the best, probably from midnight to about 6-7 AM and crowd will be a bit younger then. During the week is hit or miss, but from about 4 to 8 PM gets the most, with an older and after work, crowd.

I'm vers, leaning towards vers btm, BUT I've definitely been a top at many, many hotel/motel cumdump sessions. Why? Well, mainly I love the utter sleaziness of it and am really turned on by fucking a fellow cumdump slut. Also, given I've hosted many cumdump scenes (as the btm), it's only fair I feel to share the loads around and help fill other cumdumps up with loads.

I would love to volunteer to be a cumdump for a group you or anyone wants to have as well.

Its obviously the top using abusing enjoying and unloading in my hole. And then feel cum running down my balls and legs

When he pulls his cock out after shooting his load in me....and the next guy slides his cock in me

Hey being a slut isn't a bad thing lol 😈😈