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I was heading back from London and was feeling particularly horny. I messaged my new favourite dirty cum dump who loves to take my toxic cum. @Taggedslut was more than keen for some dirty poz play as I think the dirty whore had already taken a few other loads that day, a thought that got my cock hard. I got the response to go round. The front was open so went u the stairs wanking my poz cock felling my charged pre cum in my fingers. The cum bitch was on all fours and masked begging for daddies special load. I unplugged his arse and thrust my cock in balls deep, the bitch moaned with delight. He was begging for my poz cock and rutting his arse while we fucked. I love poz play, the more verbal the better and this slut knew how to please it’s daddy. I rode it’s arse nice and deep making sure my special swimmers would go nice and deep. After a while I needed to cum and told the bitch to be ready for my poz load, he was more than happy with a fresh charged load. I pulled out, wiped my dick on this arse and tagged the dirty poz slut. A great fuck and want to fuck again. If any of you fellas are near Swindon I’d suggest hook up with this slut as he takes raw cock like a champ. Till next time my poz slut

To start with, I am a Dutchman. This text is therefore written in Dutch and has been translated via google translate ... Part 1 Jason was 19 years old and a good guy, he got good grades in college, had a girlfriend and lots of friends. He had a normal life, until his girlfriend left him because she thought he was too normal and too good. There he was, alone in a big city with no girlfriend and friends who sat at home because they were already at work. After a few weeks he had worked through the grief and decided to do some work on himself. He got himself a subscription in the gym and started working out. After a few months in the gym this began to bear some fruit and you could already see a nice six pack. Of course, he had also met some of the regulars and some friendships began to form. One of them was Mike, a muscular man of 38 years, nicely tanned and very handsome. Mike had a crush on Jason from day one. When Jason first came into the gym Mike thought, I want that young guy in my stable to use. He had a plan to bring him in. After seeing him a few times, he went next to him at the weights and said he was training wrong. Mike wanted to help Jason with his exercises so he wouldn't overwork his muscles. Jason thought this was nice of Mike and they got to talking. Now several months later, Jason and Mike began to develop a friendship. That's what Jason thought anyway, but Mike had a plan and a mission. Mike asked Jason what he had to do that weekend. Jason said not much just hang out with my friends and have a drink. Mike said don't you come to the gym party here. I should come alone and I know people here but it would be more fun if you came too. Jason as good as he was could not say no and said ok why not. The weekend is always the same so a change can't hurt. They agreed that Jason would come to Mike's house and they would come here together. Mike thought to himself, this is the moment. From now on, you're mine. Saturday at 7pm Jason arrived at Mike's house, he lived in a detached house in a cul-de-sac where there were only 2 other houses and they were not occupied. He rang the bell and Mike opened the door. Come in he said and have a drink first the party only starts at 8 pm and we don't want to be the first ones there and the rest of the guys will only be there at 10 pm. Yes is good said Jason, to be the first one there would be a bit weird. Mike took Jason to the living room and sat down on the couch. Do you want something to drink said Mike, yes said Jason but preferably something fresh first. No problem said Mike and went to the kitchen. When he came back with the drinks and gave a cola to Jason. He said it is not an ordinary cola but one that a friend of mine makes, he is trying to start a line of sodas. I hope you like it, if you don't like it just tell me what you don't like about it and I'll let him know so he can update his product. What Jason didn't know was that there was just GHB in his drink and that Mike was trying to cover it up. Mike put on his mega flat screen and they watched a random program on TV. Jason sipped his drink and thought it tasted a little strange but said he liked it, but thought to himself I would never buy it. After about 20 minutes Jason started to get a little warm and he felt a little lighter in his head. Mike saw this and thought the time was right to take his plan a step further. Shall I give you a tour of my house said Mike. Ok is good said Jason. Mike showed Jason the ground floor and then went upstairs. Upstairs they came to a room with a massage table. Hey said Jason, do you give massages. Yes said Mike. Would you like to get one from me, I am very good them. Gladly said Jason. He thought lying down will do me some good. Take off your clothes and lay down on the table. Jason did as he was told and took off his clothes and lay naked on the table with his face through the hole in the table. Mike took some oil and put it on Jason's back and started massaging him. Jason was totally relaxed by the firm hands that were massaging his back. This made the GHB start to do its job even better and Mike noticed this. What do you think about it Mike asked, Jason could hardly utter any more words and moaned something that looked like yes. Perfect Mike thought and he moved his hands towards Jason's beautiful bulging ass. Jason was a little startled but was so relaxed and high on the GHB that he couldn't do anything. Mike kneaded his ass and took some more oil and a shard of Tina. He carefully opened Jason's ass and stuck the shard of Tina in his hole. Jason who was high was shocked by the finger in his ass and said half understanding what are you doing, this is not part of a massage. Mike said sorry but my hands were slipping from the oil. Jason could still place it in his condition and laid back down. He got hot and felt something burning and said this to Mike. Mike said this was probably from the oil and it would pass. Jason started to get even hotter than he already was and also felt a weird feeling in his ass. The feeling that something must be put in there. He was starting to get horny and Mike noticed. As Mike continued to massage Jason began to moan. This was the moment Mike had been waiting for all along. A handsome straight guy who was moaning under his hands. After he finished massaging Jason's legs he said he was done and Jason wanted to get up but from the table but needed help from Mike. Mike said, you can't go to the party like this. You know what, let's go to the next room and lay down on the bed. The room was dark and Mike put Jason on the bed. Jason, who at that moment wanted nothing more than to get something in his ass, was writhing on the bed and was stroking his hole with his fingers. As weird as he thought it was but Jason wanted to get to his hole and stick his fingers in it. Mike was pleased with what he saw and went into the next room to take off his clothes and put on his harness. When Mike came back into the room he saw that Jason was fingering himself and saw that his eyes were in his head like flying saucers. Jason said he didn't know what was going on with him. Mike did know and thought this is just the beginning for you. The room Jason was in was actually Mike's playroom and he opened up one of his closets and took out some wristbands and anklets. Jason who was busy with himself didn't even notice this. Mike sat down next to Jason and said how is it going friend. I don't know said Jason but I feel so horny and dirty. I will help you said Mike and put on the ankle straps and clicked them to the bed. What are you doing asked Jason. Nothing he said, I'm just helping you. As he put on the wrist straps Jason looked at Mike and said why are you doing this. Well said Mike because you shouldn't play with your pussy but I will for you. Jason who was so flighing high was slow to process this in his head and before he knew it he was strapped to the bed. Although Jason realized that he was tied to the bed and couldn't get out, he really just wanted to feel something in his ass. Mike said how do you feel slut. Jason looked at Mike and said he didn't want this and that he is not a slut. To which Mike said, from the first moment I saw you I knew you were a cum slut, only you didn't know it yet. From now on you will learn that you are a cum slut and will want nothing more than to get cum in you. Jason who could think a little more clearly said no, but still he felt in his ass that weep for something that would be put in his hole. Mike said, I will prepare you slut, are you ready. Jason struggled a little but couldn't get a move on. Mike put a gas maker on Jason's face and took his pipe filled with Tina, lit it and blew big white clouds into the mask of his future slut. Jason who didn't know what was happening and was saying no, couldn't help but breathe in the clouds. The more he breathed in of it the hornier, calmer and warmer he became. When Mike felt it was right he took off the mask. How do you feel slut he asked. Jason's eyes turned away and could only half utter something resembling a moan. Now the real work begins Mike thought. He took another shard of Tina and put it in his slut's ass who was no longer resisting. Jason recognized this burning sensation and let himself go completely. He was also happy with the finger in his ass but it didn't stay there long. Mike turned on the lights in the room and then you could see that room was fully furnished with fuck bench, sling, a cross. On the walls hung gags, harnesses, dildos, buttplugs , whips , ... Mike untied Jason from the bed, he couldn't walk away now anyway because he was completely high and had to be helped to stand up. Mike brought him to the fuck bench and laid him over it and secured him. Jason's feet were in a large bucket. Now we are going to make a real slut out of you said Mike, he took depilatory cream and smeared Jason with it. His cock, balls, chest and ass. After 10 min he rinsed him off and all the hair was gone. Mike took a syringe of lukewarm water and sprayed it into Jason's ass. He did not know what he felt or what happened and let the water out and all the dirt came with it. Now you are ready Mike said. Jason who got a gag in his mouth and the drool ran out. Mike took one of his whips and slapped Jason's ass. Jason gave out a cry with each stroke. After 10 strokes Mike asked are you a slut to which Jason tried to say no but couldn't because of the gag and because he was high. Mike hit harder and after 10 strokes he asked again. Jason wanted it to stop and gave in and said yes I am a slut. Good said Mike. He took the ball out of his mouth and asked, are you my slut ? Jason who didn't want any more strokes immediately said yes. I am your slut. Good said Mike, from now on you can call me master. Ok master said Jason. Can I go now he asked. No said master from now on your training starts. Jason shed some tears because he didn't want to, but he still felt horny and still wanted something in his ass. Master stroked his slut and went to the wall and took his smallest dildo. He took lube and stood next to it and showed it to Jason. This one goes in your ass slut he said. Jason tried to shake his head of no but somewhere he was also happy that he was finally going to get something in his empty felt ass. Mike sat down behind him on his stool and lubed up the ass hole. was not allowed to start too hard or that this could immediately reduce the fun and prevent the seed he wanted to plant in his new slut head from growing. He wanted to make Jason a real cumdump and that did require some expertise. Jason felt something pressing against his ass and from the bump he had already gotten his hole had already loosened up a bit and he felt that little dildo slide into him. Even though it hurt he felt a sense of relief in his ass because it was now getting filled. Even though he didn't want it his ass started to ride against that dildo to feel it deeper inside him. Mike saw that it was coming good and took it a step further by starting to fuck his new slut ass with the dildo. Jason didn't know what was happening to him but he began to moan, not in pain but in pleasure. He wanted it to stop but then again, he didn't. His mind was giving him conflicting feelings. After a few minutes master thought it was good and stood up took a slightly larger butt plug and stuck it in Jason's ass. Ready for the next step slut he said. Jason didn't know what to do or think anymore so cautiously nodded yes. Mike took and mouth spreader and placed it in Jason's mouth. Now that his mouth was spread wide open, Master could put a man's cock in Jason's mouth for the first time. He removed his cock from his jockstrap, a firm thick cock of 6 cm thick and 22 cm long came out. Jason saw this and knew what was about to happen and wanted to say no but couldn't because of the spreader. Now you are going to learn to suck your masters cock he said. He took his dick and put it in his sluts mouth, Jason started to gag but Mike didn't listen to that. After a few minutes of face fucking his slut like that the master thought it was time for him to really learn how to suck a cock. He took off the mouth spreader and took his electro clamps and placed them on his slut's tina cock. Ok said master now you are just going to suck my cock like a true slut. And don't think you will bite me. I don't want to feel any teeth either and if I don't satisfied then you will feel this. Whereupon he sent a surge of electricity through his slut's cock. Jason gave a cry and knew he didn't want to feel this again. He opened his mouth and master came closer with his stiff pole. Master stuck it in Jason's mouth. Jason started to suck but didn't open his mouth enough so master felt teeth and gave him a power surge. Jason who was shocked and wanted to do better because he didn't want another burst of electricity. Master gave his new slut instructions so he did better and after a while Jason didn't mind sucking his masters pole either. Little by little he resigned himself to his new role, a slut. His mind still struggled a bit but he was so drugged that he didn't feel like resisting too much anymore. His ass felt good because there was a plug in it and he also liked the taste of his master's cock. Master wanted to reward his slut and felt he would squirt. He took hold of Jason's head and said here comes your first reward slut. Make sure you keep everything inside and later before you swallow you show the reward you got from master. Jason got scared of getting seed in his mouth but again he resigned himself to his new role. Master pushed his cock into his mouth one last time and squirted several thick jets into Jason's mouth. He removed his pole from the slut's mouth and said show Master your reward. Jason opened his mouth where master saw his seed. Now you may enjoy your reward, swallow slut. Jason tried to swallow but started gagging. Master laughed and said swallow I said. Whereupon Jason swallowed. Master asked and was it nice your first portion of seed. Jason who was already starting to think more clearly wanted to say something but master slapped his ass and said. You just have to say yes master. Jason couldn't help but say Yes Master. He knew that Jason hoped it would stop here but master thought otherwise. I need to pee said master and you need some moisture. You will now learn not to waste what master gives you. Open your mouth slut. Jason hesitated, but knew if he didn't he would get a power surge. Jason's mouth was open and master took his cock put it in Jason's mouth and said, drink everything slut or you know what's next. Jason started gagging as master started pissing into his slut mouth but did his best to keep it all in. The idea that he was drinking piss broke him and from now on he fully complied with his role. Master's chem piss gave Jason an extra boost. But master didn't think this was enough. He put a collar around Jason's neck attached a chain to it and untied Jason from the couch and led him to the sling. Jason, who was unsteady on his feet, followed. Lie down here said master and Jason lay down in the sling. Master attached the legs and arms to the sling and blindfolded Jason. You are not doing bad slut said master. You are not there yet but you will be. Mike was pleased with what he had already accomplished and now moved on to the next step in the slut's training. Jason felt his biceps being tightened and wondered what was happening. He felt something weth on his arm and a brief sting. Now we are going to fly said the master, from now on you will become a real cumdump and you will beg for it. Even though he was broken, Jason thought begging for cum I don't think so. But when the band of around his arm was done he felt something welling up in his throat, he had to cough and it got hot everywhere and .... His eyes turned away and all he could think about was what the master's last words were. CUM . He wanted cum and preferably as much as possible, he wanted his ass fucked. He said this out loud too, I want cum and fuck me , fuck me, use me pleas. That's the way I like it said master. But you have to earn master's cock in your ass first. Please fuck me master I will do anything for it said Jason. Although he was shocked to hear himself say this he really wanted nothing more. Master took the plug out of Jason his ass and because of that Jason felt empty and cried out that he wanted something in hole. Master said patience slut I will fill it for you right away, but you don't talk like that to your master, you need to know your place and gave a power surge to his slut. Jason knew he had been wrong and said sorry master I won't do it again. Master had brought a larger dildo and smeared some lube on his slut's hole which was already open a bit. He stuck the dildo in his ass and Jason was ecstatic. More master, please give me more. If you want more said master, then you will have to earn it anyway said he. At that moment the door of the room opened and 3 more men came in, very muscular. They were naked and had big fat cocks. Mike hadn't lied about the others coming to the party later. Only he had not said that they would come to his house to celebrate the birth of a new slut. Come on in men said Mike, it's party time. We have a new cumdump and he is ready for it. Jason who was so horny looked at the men's cocks and opened his mouth and said use me rape me I am yours as long as I get your seed and you fill my hole. So willing said master. You do know what you are asking he said. You do know that from now on you are mine and you will do what I tell you. Yes said Jason, I am yours and want to serve you master. Well said master, if you want my dick in your hole you will have to get them stiff first. Just show what you have already learned. The first Brad, stood next to him and offered the slut his pole, Jason took it in his mouth and began to suck. Good said Mike, I will give you what you deserve. He removed the dildo from Jason's ass and pushed his stiff pole inside. Jason felt complete and for the first time he embraced what was happening. He enjoyed Master's cock in his ass, Brad's cock in his mouth and the 2 other men who were watching him being used. He forgot that he actually liked women and believed that he was actually made to be used Brad who thought it was horny what he saw couldn't hold back any longer and squirted his first seed into Jason's slut mouth. Jason was willing and swallowed it all nicely and licked Brad's pole clean. While Master gently fucked Jason's new slut pussy. When Jason was done licking Brad's pole clean, master began to fuck harder. Master said, are you ready slut. Are you ready for your new life as a cumdump to serve as a fuck slave for real men. Yes master said Jason, I want you to give me your seed and further train me to be a real slut who knows what its place is and can make real men enjoy themselves. Good said master then you will now get your first reward in your pussy and he squirted his second load of the night into his slut's pussy. Jason felt empty when master's cock was out of his hole, and said he wanted more. No problem said master we will fill you plenty more this evening. But first we need to get you ready so you know you are a real slut. Alex is a tattoo and piercing artist. Tomorrow he will provide you with your first ink but now he will already provide you with 2 gems. Ok master said Jason, I am yours and you can do whatever you want with me. Alex came and stood next to Jason and got his things out. He took a needle and disinfected Jason's nipples, pressed them together, put a needle through them and placed a nipple ring, he did the same with the other nipple. Master said so we can play with that later. Nick stood up and said I have to pee. Master said, our slave knows what to do. Jason heard what master said and opened his mouth. But Nick said shut your mouth, I will give you a booty bump with my chem piss and stuck his half hard cock in the ass of Jason who enjoyed the pole in his loose and wet pussy. Nick emptied his bladder into Jason's ass and Master was already standing by with a butt plug to keep everything nice and inside. It was a plug with a tail on it. When the plug was in place Jason was removed from the sling and told to crawl on all fours like a puppy. Jason obeyed and crawled on all fours. Master told him to crawl over to Nick and Alex and thank them for their gifts. Jason obeyed and crawled over to Alex and Nick who were sitting next to each other in the seat. Alex offered his pole to Jason willingly took it in his mouth. Meanwhile Nick was standing right next to Jason and Jason took Nick's pole in his hand and began to stroke him. After a while he switched and gave Nick a blowjob and jerked Alex. Master, meanwhile, was preparing the room for the second phase of the evening.

Sorry for the delay lol n the 3rd part. As far as I can tell this is the last story written by. Well, whoever it was that wrote the first two. ive found it interesting to think on how “true” these stories are, or how much they were embellished, the guy certainly writes and mentions things I remember from the early 2000s in phoenix Arizona. in any case enjoy this final part. Other stories I’ll post as a separate topic from thus one that I come across. ================================================ So this is story no 3 for you sick fucks. There are two main bath houses in phoenix. Chute and Flex. I usually goto Chute which is were you typically find the older piggy Daddy bear types. It’s a lot more sleazy and a lot of the guys are often poz, or don’t mind fucking with guys who are poz. The Flex however, its closer to the ASU campus, and there are often a lot of preppy college jocks strutting around which I tend to avoid. Unfortunately, the weekend I was up the Chute was closed for, who knows what, probably a leaky roof with as run down as the place was. I’d normally head out to the parks to cruise but it was the middle of June and way too hot. So with a heavy set of balls that needed a hole to empty my seed into. I headed reluctantly off to Flex. Now like I said earlier, I usually didn’t go to Flex because too often it was full of College jocks and pretty boys. Now don’t get me wrong, I will happily knock up some cute young kid if I can. But usually these kids were arrogant pretty things that think they're too good for anyone else. Strutting around, teasing everyone else with their pert asses, fit bodies and youth. These type of guys will spend a whole night walking around the bath house and I swear they never actually hook up with anyone. When I got there, the place seem packed, but taking a quick walk around the outer areas, it was a bunch of fucking strutting jocks, one or two seeing me and giving a firm “Not my type” turn and walk away. Well fuck em. I set out towards the maze, I needed to find a hole or two to fuck and was determined to get my nut up some unprotected ass. A couple of guys already seemed to be going at it when I walked into the darker places. One guy who looked to be around my age had an amazing ass I got to eat out for a good ten, 15 minutes. When I told him I wanted to fuck that hole, he asked if I was poz. Well, I am never one to lie, so I told him the truth. “Poz and detectable” 20seconds later he was gone and my nuts were as blue as ever. I decided to go and check out the steam room. Even if I could get a hole, I love relaxing there and it got me good and ripe. I usually find one or two Pit lovers there. The place was usually barren, two guys were in a corner making out and one guy was jerking on a big slab in the middle of the steam room. I was able to head back out, when I saw one other guy in the other far corner. Leaning against a wall almost hiding. I thought he was another strutting college jock. He was wearing a jock strap, looked to be in his mid 20’s was slender, but well muscled, like a swimmer maybe. One thing made me stick around. I noticed he actually looked at me, and stroked his crotch as he did so. This kid was clearly actually looking for omsone to play with. Shit I felt I hit the jackpot. I walk over and begin cranking up my “Daddy Bear” charms which I feel this kid is hungry for. “Need something, Boy” I say, making my voice sound a bit deeper than usual. It worked better than I though as the kid says back. “Yes Sir, I need you, Sir” fuck this kid was horny and rubbish as hell. I quickly grabbed his sweat covered ass and he moaned deeply. He melted into my arms and we kiss and whimpers as my tongue fucks his throat. I undo the towel fro my hips and pushed him to his knees. Faced with a throbbing hard cock, the guy dives for it hungrily and sucks on it like a starving man. No asking of my status so far as he slobbers my infected precum. I let him wetly slurp my cock before I feel my balls start to tense. I pull him up and kiss him again, tasting my cock on his lips. My fingers pry open his butt cheeks and stroke his quivering ass - lubed and twitching for a fuck. Excellent. I am sure no one else has fucked the kid which means he must have been using a dildo earlier. The two guys that had been making out have come over and watching. I don’t mind but the kid does. "Can we go somewhere else?" he whispers to me. “Sorry Boy, Daddy needs to fuck, and he’s going to do it here. No questions.“ I hiss. I kiss him again hard and shove him against the hot tile wall dripping with water from the steam. He whimpers a little but stops struggling. His cock throbs hard against my belly. Clearly he likes being ordered around too - cocky little fucker. I turn him around. I can tell he's still a bit nervous with the audience, but his nerves settle a bit when he feels the pressure of my hard cock against his hole. He moans as I breach his amazing puckered star and relentlessly drill into his quivering hole. I realize he’s going to go home with my Poz seed in his guts and I almost shoot right there. I reach around and stroke his throbbing cock as I bottom out. Hard as a rock. Unseen, I gesture one of the voyeurs closer. Then, I deftly grab his arms tight against his back turn him around and start fucking him, using his arms as leverage. He gasps at the sudden change of pace. Mouth open and at cock level - the voyeur does not pass up the opportunity. The guy struggles a bit under me, but not seriously. I let go of his forearms when he settles down and he reaches out to cup the balls of the guy he's blowing. I push the boy's head onto that cock, enjoying that ass squeeze as he gags. I settle down to a long steady pace to explore this fine ass in front of me. All too soon, the voyeur pulls out and blows a huge load all over my cocky fucktoy's face. The door to the steam room opens, a blast of cold air comes in, but so do two more people. I can’t make them out at first, but I wave them over as my kinky Dom side gets more aggressive. Want to whore this kid out. My dick is already leaking infected fluids into his hole, and now I want to see what else I can get in him before I guy. One of the two new guys is a much older old dude who has clearly seen better days. His hair is white and skin a bit saggy, but he’s got an amazing looking cock. Again, the resistance as my fuckee notices the appearance of the owner of that cock, but I give his ass a few hard strokes. I'm boss. I push the boy's head down and he submits to my will, throat opening up for that cock. I settle back into my groove, enjoying the tight grip of that ass as the boy struggles to take my thick infected member. The audience gets closer. Like vultures. One guy gropes my ass then starts rimming me. Fuck I love a good rim job. I grind into the ass I'm fucking. I hear a grunt and then the boy struggling as his mouth is flooded with cum. He's gagging and spluttering as the old guy heads off, satiated. But his mouth isn't vacant for long - a bearded guy with a pot-belly tilts the boy's head and impales that gullet. My rimmer gets up and I can feel the heat of his breath on my neck. He spreads my ass and I know what's coming - an iron-hard throbbing cock that pushes and quickly begins to open me up. I may be mostly top, but I enjoy a raw fuck as much as anyone. Soon my unseen fucker has got enough dick inside that he starts thrusting away, soon jacking hammering my ass. There was something so incredibly hot and sleazy about watching this good-looking cocky young guy gagging on the bearded guy's cock (under that paunch), feeling my dick being milked every time the boy gags all while having a nice solid cock pummeling my guts ... it's just too much. I moan and start shooting my load deep into the kid. My head explodes in pleasure knowing he’s taking my seed into his guts. I so badly want to shout I AM POZZING YOU! At the top of my lungs but know it would ruin everything. The rimmer doesn't stop fucking me and keeps hammering my prostate through my orgasm until he seizes up behind me too and cums as well. No rubbers, no talk about status, fucking perfect. I reach around and stroke the boy's hard cock, still leaking pre-cum like a faucet. Me and my rimmer disengage. The rimmer disappears before I get a look at him but I really hope he was also poz. The crowd has died down to just two guys again. Old guy and Thick bearded chub guy. They look like they are about to go as well when I turn the kid around and spread his ass. The boy's ass gapes open only for a moment before Old guy steps forward to take my place. I glance up at my replacement and smirk - earlier tonight, the cocky shit would probably have never given this guy the time of day. And here he is moaning and whimpering as he accommodates my replacement's cock, jerking himself off as he is spit-roasted in the dark by strangers. Having shot my load I leaned back in the damp heat of the steam room and watched the sight of the kid getting fucked. Old guy didn’t last too long and after only about 5min grunted and seemed to shoot his load. Thick bearded chub guy quickly got inside next. By that time the kids hole was probably fucked pretty raw and he seemed to try and push the chub away. The fat guy just grab the kid hard and pushed in. By now I was feeling good and sated and exited the steam room. I hoped to recharge and fire off another in that ass, but the kid must have gone home shortly after that and I didn’t see him the rest of the night.

Part 1 I stepped out of my office and checked the list for tonight, it was Friday one of my busiest times of the week ready for the weekend and the events have all been set up. At 26 years old I would have never imagined owning a business like I do but it has been very lucrative as of yet. My name is Samuel at 26 I am 6'4 black hair 235 lb of muscle thanks to my many visits to the gym and also thanks to my Nordic heritage I have black hair and blue eyes my hair is long enough that I'm able to wear a ponytail and I usually have it up for times like this. My business is I own a gay campground that's adheres to many a gay man's wishes, it has been pretty popular in the four years I've owned it with many nights and days of hot sexy gay men coming by to release their innermost desires. There are many stations all over the campground as well as a deep dense forest for many cruising moments. Tonight's event was the foam party as well as the new initiations to the club. What some now and some don't know is there a special section in the campground reserved only for poz men and those looking to be converted. That was the after event specials for those looking for it. The only way to gain entry is if another HIV positive member brings you along or if you make a reservation for that on the website and signing the disclosure agreements. I looked at the list of reservations for the poz event and was happy to see how many names signed up that I recognized and had a bunch of newcomers. The special for the newcomers who sign up for the HIV poz event and those who bring them have their fees waived for entry as long as they themselves bring proof that they are hiv-positive mostly a test showing of their HIV positive status and same goes with the negative guys. Another thing with the newcomers is that those who come in for the HIV positive event get to stay a full week at my campground to help groom them and make sure that they convert all expenses paid. I have been able to make a lot of money off these events so I'm able to accommodate for their long-term stay and it's always a pleasure to help keep them around to make sure the bug takes. It was now around 8:00 it was picking up greatly everyone was excited to get to the foam party but before that everyone was just enjoying themselves in the pools clubs cruising areas and just all around enjoying some awesome sex. I have cameras set up all over the campground and went to my office to look at the feeds and join all the new and returning flesh on flesh action. The foam party started in 2 hours so I decided to go out and mingle with some of my guests. I put on my full leather gear with my harness chaps boots and cap as well as swapping out my nipple rings for the bigger ones that I always wear to events. I never wore underwear while wearing my chat so that way my nine inch cock would always be on display with my thick PA showing below my bright red biohazard tattoo and my heavy balls underneath. Another part of me being the owner that I love the most is taking apart and all the sex around me with most not knowing I'm the owner but I could never pass off the opportunity to pass along my strain to any and all around me. On my way to the club I nodded the DJ into my bartenders because they were the only ones that knew I was the owner and made my way to the dance floor with all the other jocks twinks daddies otters and bears that littered the dance floor and started grinding up on the nearest one I could grab. The twink I grabbed started grinding on me hard while making out with me grabbing my cock and stroking it making me leak like a faucet which always happens. When I reached my full hardness in his hand he gasped at his length and girth and turned around to start pushing his tight hairless hole onto my rod. My pre-cum was enough to start graciously lubing his hole as he pushed further on to my cock and gasped as the head slipped past his ring and went further down. He slipped down further and further pausing to make it easier to accommodate my thick tool and it didn't take long until he bottomed out feeling my balls against his ass. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he picked up speed fucking himself on my tool but he was going to slow for me so I grabbed the back of his harness and started pile driving my cock into his hole feeling it's warm velvet open to accept what he really wanted. Going at the speed for twink long and cried in both pain and pleasure not wanting each moment to end begging me to make him his bitch and fill him to the brim with my creamy load. I gave him his wish and pounded him harder and faster growling in his ear for him to take my dick and he was about to get my gift he was wishing for. With one final thrust I buried my cock in at the hilt and yelled for him to take my poz cum loud enough for anyone around watching to hear that this Twink was getting bred by a poz stud. When the Twink finally caught his breath as he slipped off my cock with a pop I could see some of my load leak down his puffy red anus and he turned to me and asked if I was really was poz or was I kidding? I said to him I have been HIV poz for 7 years and never on any meds with making my viral load over 2 million so I'm highly toxic. I can see if the look of panic in his eyes as he soaked it in and started to cry a bit I asked him if he was okay he said that he was only 18 was afraid of being HIV positive. I seeked to calm him and took him to my office help calm him down and to accept what most likely is going to happen to him now. Once in my office I gave him a glass of water which he greatly accepted and sat with him holding him until he stopped sobbing. I told him that it's not a total death sentence of being HIV positive but for him to now look at it as a release that he would never have to worry about having sex the condom and could enjoy the freedom of pure bareback sex with no limitations. He seemed to calm down with hearing that and I could tell he was still turned on because he had a hard-on in his Andrew Christian Jock underwear and while he was calming down I started to slide my finger to his wet hole finger my load in more and more scratching him a little bit to make sure my gift took. He seem to enjoy it and before long we were both fully naked with me in his ass again fucking him like crazy and depositing a second high viral load up his ass. Once we were done with the second round I explained to him that I was the owner of this campground and because he was the first to get my load tonight he was invited to go to the HIV event tonight after the foam party and other events were over and I offered him the week stay with no charge and he gladly accepted it as he now gladly accepted his fate as my poz pup. I gave him my cell phone number and told him to go out and enjoy the rest of the events and text me whenever he got close to the time of the poz event so that way he could start making his way to it. He smiled at me and gave me a deep kiss telling me thank you for opening me up to this new experience and that he was looking forward to more times like this and to help pass along the gift I gave him. With that we both put on our clothes again and I carried him on my shoulders back out into the parties and got a rousing cheer and applause from all the other men around when they saw us walking back into the club, the DJ announced that it was 30 minutes till the foam party and that anyone joining in to make their way to the designated area with their tickets of entry and to be ready for a wild night. Thank you for reading this please let me know what you think and stay tuned for the next part

I couldn’t get my head around exactly what Daniel had just said, my confusion came from the fact that I wanted it, I really wanted him to come fuck me, why would I want that? I just saw him fuck Helen in her arse and he had promised the same to me, after last night with George I thought I would never again want a cock in my arse, but already I was looking forward to getting Daniels cock inside me. Tracy put her head around the door, “Hey fagboi, I’m leaving see you soon” and she blew me a kiss, Peter then came in with a small clutch type bag and a small bottle of water, he withdrew some tablets which he told me where vitamins, and an injection for my arse which he told me where different vitamins. Then he said, “Do you feel up to going out? I have some deliveries to make, you can just sit in the car if you want” “Ok” I got up and got dressed, I didn’t even look for boxer shorts, I just automatically put on a pair of panties, (light blue and crotchless), jeans socks tee-shirt and then when Peter was ready he led us out to his car. We drove to a rougher part of town, not the worse but definitely somewhere I had avoided in the past. We pulled up at the curb close to where two women were standing, one dressed in thigh high boots, dark fishnet stockings (hold ups), and a black mini dress with her boobs pushing the material to its structural limit, she had huge tits, her friend wore white high heels white stockings, suspender belt showing just below her blue micro mini skirt and a light blue tee shirt cropped so that her boobs where almost visible below where it had been cut, both women wore a lot of makeup and where smoking. Light blue top lady came over to the car and Peter lowered the window on my side as it was closest to the curb. She bent down and peered in and said “Hi Peter how are you?” “Hi Foxy, I’m fine, doing any business?” “Carla just left with one of her regulars” “Cool, anyway, Tracy wanted me to pass out these favours to you guys, keep up the good work” and he handed over a package concealed in his hand “Ok thanks” “No problem, see you guys……….oh hey, shouldn’t one of you be at that party with Helen tonight?” “Helen? The new girl? No, Daniel said they only asked for one and it would be a nice steep learning curve for her, lol,” “Ok, well see you soon” “Bye” We drove no more than a block and hell, it was actually just several yards, and we stopped again, this time two more ladies where chatting and both where dressed in high heels, both had on stockings, one dark the other white, both had on micro miniskirts one black one white and both had on white cropped tee shirts and lots of make-up, though neither had the large tits of the other two ladies. The one in the white miniskirt walked over to the car, the window on my side was already down, she looked at us both and straight away said “Oh, hey how you doing? I heard you might be joining us, you don’t remember me do you” “No, I don’t know you, we have never met, what do you mean joining you?” “Wrong one”, said Peter as he looked daggers at the girl leaning in the car, “you’re thinking of the other new girl” Oh yeah sorry, stupid of me, I am so stupid at times……………anyway, of course you know me we were at school together, I’m Terri Stone, used to be Terry with a Y now its Terri with an I” I racked my brain, Terry Stone was a boy that was in my class, I hadn’t seen him in ages, I looked at this girl and it slowly dawned on me, this was the same person. No, it can’t be, this girl although a little haggard looking was definitely not a guy, I obviously looked disbelieving and said as much, “Terry Stone is a guy” “Oh Honey, take a look” As Terri took a step back from the car and lifted her mini skirt there before me was a completely shaven and very pretty cock and balls. “Hey Terri”, said Peter, “Tracy sent a gift for all your hard work” Peter handed another package across, Terri dropped her skirt and reached in and took the gift, “Thanks Peter, you guys take care now, come back and visit soon” “We will” said Peter, “in the meantime, keep spreading the love, Now, just one more stop to make” We drove for a short while in silence, I could not get Terri Stone out of my head, she looked hard, but also sexy, she looked like a woman, in fact I could only think of her as a she. We pulled into a carpark behind a late supermarket, and not long after a police car also pulled up, they stopped so close to our car that they wouldn’t have to get out, inside I could see a police man aged about I would think mid 30’s and a police woman maybe 10 years younger, Peter wound down his window and the passenger of the police car, the man, wound down his, and Peter without a word passed a package over, something larger than the last two he had handed over. The policeman seemed to be checking me out, and said something to the driver, she leaned past him and checked me out too, “I’m guessing new meat?” said the policeman, “wouldn’t want to pick her up accidentally……………. anyway, thanks, see you next week” The police car left and that was my trip out coming to a close, a further insight in to the business my sister was in charge of. Peter drove me back to his place and dropped me off with a key, he had to go to work, I of course thanks to my sister was unemployed and so had nothing to do with my time except wait for Peter to come home, as I had the whole evening to myself and nothing to do I walked to my own house intending to get some books or my laptop. The lights where off downstairs but burning brightly upstairs, so I went straight in and climbed the stairs, my sister came to the landing wearing just a tee shirt again, as I looked up I could see her sex, she could see me looking and didn’t bother to cover herself, “Oh, hi fagboi, I thought I heard the front door, what are you doing here?” “I just came to get some things to do at Peters” “OK well dads out, not back till tomorrow evening…………….. How are you feeling now?” “Still sore, my throat still hurts and so does………………” “Don’t worry, you will be better in a couple of days, we will have to see if we can arrange for a party for you next week,” With that she turned away, all the while we had been talking I could hear the sounds of sex going on, grunting, moaning, flesh on flesh, a man’s voice saying “Oh yeah, you are so fucking tight,” Hang about, if Tracy is talking to me, and Helen is at a party then who is that?, I climb to the top of the stairs and see my sister in her room on her bed, naked now with her boyfriend Jon but the noises are coming from my mother’s room, the door is slightly ajar so I push it open the rest of the way and as I stand there, I realise I am not even shocked anymore, my mother naked, face down on the bed, a couple of pillows under her hips and ploughing into her from behind is Daniel, I am guessing he is fucking her arse and it is confirmed for me as he says, “Oh fuck yes nice and tight, I bet you have never been fucked in the arse before?” My mother can only grunt in response, I stand there staring and Daniel notices me, he puts his head close to my mother’s ear and says something, she turns her head to stare at me, but it is a glassy eyed stare, clearly she does not know who I am or even where she is, I realise my sister is at my side, still naked, “Yeah, moms a little drunk and well to be honest as high as a fucking kite, lol” “What did you do to her?” “Oh Daniel gave her a little drink, then he gave her something stronger” “Dads gonna kill you” “No one’s going to tell him” I stood there watching, my sister stood with me for a while, even Jon came and stood at the doorway, the three of us watching my mother getting fucked in her arse, groaning and grunting in such a way it reminded me of a pig and I was fascinated, I would be a liar if I said I wasn’t, I know watching your mother have sex is pretty sick, but I was so turned on, my sister had evidently seen plenty of scenes like this as she wandered back to her room taking jon with her and I stood there with my cock rock hard, I didn’t consider myself sick or a [banned word], after all, after everything I had been through and the amount of sex I had been involved in or witnessed recently, morality was so far in the distance, it didn’t matter anymore. Daniel withdrew from my mother then he pulled on his cock gasping leaning his head back and shot his load on her arse, he was still cumming as he pushed the head of his cock back inside her, he scraped some of his cum off her bum, smeared it on her arsehole then pushed it in with his cock, giving a few more deep strokes, he lay on her for a short while and I stood not even realising that I had dropped my jeans to the floor and I was standing in a pair of light blue crotchless panties, my cock and balls shaven, stroking my cock, I hardly noticed Daniel get off my mother but I did hear him say, “Get on your knees and suck it clean slut” He was stood in front of me, he put his hand on my shoulder and I went to my knees willingly, taking his beautiful cock in my hand, covered in cum precum my mother’s juices and traces of her blood and as disgusting as it sounds even a little shit, but I was mesmerised and took it into my mouth and sucked and licked and cleaned it for him, tasting both him and my own mother on him. He turned and walked away towards my sisters room, I stood, and reached for my own cock once more, I walked into my mother’s room and looked at the mess on her arse, I used my left hand to spread her cheek so I could see her bruised and battered shit hole, she looked over her shoulder at me but not really seeing me and I stroked my cock till I came, shooting spurts onto her back and onto her shit hole and dribbling down to her cunt. I realised what I had done and left the room, staggering over my own jeans still around my ankles, I pulled them up and rushed to my won room glancing into my sisters room as I went, seeing her getting fucked by Jon as Daniel smoked a joint watching them. I got to my room, finished dressing myself and grabbed what I came for, I walked past my sisters room, my sister being eaten out by Jon and Daniel still watching, I went to my mother’s room to look at her again, she was still in the same position only now breathing deeply, asleep, I saw her used knickers on the floor, picked them up, shoved them in my pocket and left, walking the street back to Peters, my mother’s soiled knickers in my pocket, I would put them to my nose and smell them as I walked lost in thought

I had not experienced raw sex for several decades since HIV, though I have happy memories of lots of raw fucking in the 70s. I have always been a bit more inclined to be a bottom and last year I tried out a hookup website and got a wink from an asian guy aged 35, top, whose photo showed a hot muscular body, but no face pic. I could hardly believe a guy young enough to be my son would want me, but I arranged to meet at his apartment as I cannot host. The instant I laid eyes on him I was in lust. He was fucking gorgeous and he kissed passionately. I serviced his rigid cock on my knees for a while then we did some sixty-nining for a bit then he lay on top of me and kissed me and I couldn't help myself. My legs just lifted up and I moaned for him to fuck me. There was no lube and no condom, as I wasn't planning to fuck but I knew instantly I wanted him in me. It was a bit painful taking his cock without lube but soon my knees were pinned down around my ears as he fucked me and I moaned and whimpered in a state of abandonment. Before long he unloaded his spunk in my arse and I wrapped my legs around him in bliss. Afterwards we had a quick shower and cuddled up together kissing and talking. He was the sexiest man so it was no surprise that after a while he was hard again and I sucked and stroked him till he told me he was about to unload whereupon I wrapped my mouth around his cock and took his cumload and swallowed it greedily. I got checked a week later at the clinic and all came back ok. We got together again a few weeks later but this time he had some lube and I took him in my arse easily, kissing passionately as he rode my hungry hole with me on my back. We had several more hookups over the year, almost all of them involved him pumping his hot seed into my wiling fuck-hole. The last time we got together and began to fuck, I begged him to breed me and told him to make me his bitch. He fucked me in a wild frenzy, eventually collapsing on top of me gasping for breath after had he shot his load of man-spunk inside me. It was the best fucking I had experienced so far. Sadly a long COVID lockdown started just afterwards and is still current, so I have been without a cock in me for months. I just hope the stud gets in touch again when lockdown ends, I really need him to use my mouth and arse as soon as possible. He is the only man to breed me in all these years.

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.

I drove up the rest of the way in the nude, but put on a shirt and shorts before I text Katie that I had arrived. I waited in the lobby, it was a very nice high rise apartment building, very secure and safe, but that made me a bit sad because I wouldn't be able to host the same kind of events like we could down in West Hollywood. "My roommate came home this weekend so you'll get to meet him, he says he is bi but so far I haven't be able to enjoy what I have heard, sounds like a massive cock." "I didn't know you had a roommate" I said. "The company is paying for this apartment, and Michael works both here and in LA so he's rarely here." We got up to her apartment and I was introduced to Michael. He was very clean cut, looked like a successful alpha male business man. He exchanged the usual niceties and then left for the night in a very nice suit, but one meant for going out, not for work. "Let's make sure you're clean before we head out." She said heading into her room. I followed and she had a whole set up ready for me with enemas, douches, and toys. I was still clean (aside from the loads left in me at the rest stop). So we got dressed and headed out, we went to a few different bars and clubs. It was actually pretty fun to actually get to drink and see the scene without being recognized, but I was still felt up a few times. Katie did not last long, and pretty soon she was slurring and apologizing for us not being able to get me a cock for tonight. Truthfully, I already got 2 cocks tonight, so not so bad. But I was sad that we re cleaned me out for nothing. We managed to get a ride back to the apartment, if I wasn't dressed so much like a needy bottom I looked like I was about to take advantage of her with the state she was in. We got her up to the bedroom and after sometime in the bathroom I got her to bed and she was out like a light. I went out to her living area and just before I turned on the TV her roommate Michael came in. We got to chatting and did the usual banter about what's better socal or norcal. He said he'd make us drinks and went off to the kitchen, making full on cocktails. It wasn't long before he came back with the drinks and we shared more small talk. It was a strong drink, and mixed with what I had already had that night, it was definitely going to set me over the edge. Michael and I talked a bit more, and then he asked if I'd like to see his room, "Katie will be jealous, she hasn't been inside, and I see her eyeing my guests as they leave." I agreed and we headed to his room, his hand guiding me by my lower back like a guy would a girl on a date. Maybe I would be getting a cock tonight. Once he shut his door, the nice roommate facade disappeared. "On the bed Straightbait" he said pushing me gently towards the bed. I laid down on my back and lifted my head to see him. "On your knee's come on now." he said. I stripped and turned around getting on my knees on the bed. The lighting dimmed into a different color, slowly changing color as I waited for Katie's roommate to come back from his bathroom. A hand towel was thrown next to my face, I could faintly smell poppers so I grabbed for it, sure enough, there was a wet spot, I shoved it in my mouth. His cock rested in my crack, sliding back and forth over my hole. "You're either immune, taking preP or you're the luckiest faggot in the world." I let the towel drop from my mouth. "What?" I replied. He slapped my ass, "You heard me you lying bitch. What's the deal" He said angrily. "I - I'm just lucky Sir," I lied. That answer earned me another slap. His cock lined up behind my hole and he pressed it against. My hole wanted it, I tried my best to maneuver my hole to get him to slip in. Finally, it was pressing against the second obstacle inside me, I took a deep breath out and he slipped in, and fucked me with just the tip, I started to beg for the whole thing. After a bit of getting half fucked, he shoved all the way in. Drunk, poppered up, horny as fuck, I still recognized this cock. I met his second thrust but allowed it to bounce me forward enough for him to pop out of my ass and I spun around quickly. "You're 10inchscorpion!" I said, sitting up half turned to him in his bed. I was looking at the "famous" pozzing star that no one has really seen before. But that cock was unlike any other, I knew it was him, and he was Katie's roommate. He climbed on the bed and placed a hand on my mouth pushing me down to the bed below him. "And that stays between you and me you fuck, I will beat you senseless and you won't get this cock again if this gets out." I wouldn't mind him beating me senseless, as long as he continues to use my ass. I nodded, unable to answer. Then for the first time, 10inchscorpion entered my ass as I looked into his eyes.

My last load is still leaking out of my pussy, all thanks to the hot black guy and his thick 8" cock pounding me hard, first doggie fashion, and then face up so I could play with his nipples while his cock slammed in and out even deeper, or so it felt. I love to used my internal muscles to tighten up on a hot cock, and I did it with this guy at just the right moment because I felt his cock pulse and my pussy getting wet.

I Taggedslut breeding x3 My cunt has just been treated to 3 anon loads. A Grindr 37 year old started things by off wanting to breed my anon hole. With his bf at home He wanted to breed a stranger with his cheating load. I was happy to be the cunt he got off in. Nothing better than taking cheating seed anon. He fingered my cunt with his precum before sliding in to unload. No messing no chat... I had his hot cum that his bf should have had. I was loaded, tagged and left dripping! A 25 yr old anon Grindr fuck wanted to use my cummy hole and after confirming I was loaded he was straight round. Guys love a preloaded cunt to get off in and that’s just what he did. He spent ages watching his dick slide in and out covered in a strangers cum. I heard him say , ‘take my load faggot’ as he thrust in and dumped a 5 day load into the cheating load. A 27 yr old anon Grindr load was next after I advertised my cummy cunt for anon use. Less than half hour after load number 2 this guy was round to make it a hat trick. He simply unzipped and wanked while he tested my cummy hole with his 2 fingers. I can’t be sure but I got the impression he was feeding himself cum from my hole while he was getting hard. Then when his cock was ready and without any warning he slid straight in to my loaded hole. He grabbed my jock as he pulled me back on to his throbbing cock. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long in there. As a true cumdump I sometimes love that it’s not about the fuck. It’s all about the breeding! I’m more than happy for a guy to slide in and unload. No fucking just a hot seeding! This guy was ready to add his load. He stopped thrusting and just stood still. I could feel i was pierced by his dick as he quietly dumped his load in me. I felt his dick pumping it’s load into me as he softly spoke his only words, ‘you filthy whore’. Too fucking right and I have no idea if any or all of those loads were poz. Another cumdump adventure afternoon in Swindon.

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.

Hey guys. I decided to write another series. Currently, this series is meant to have 11 parts. One safe sex twink's journey to being a bareback bottom. He's 22 when we begin. It's 1999. He's grown up his whole life hearing nothing but safe sex lectures and only having sex with condoms, even with boyfriends. He has just finished college and started a job. He's 6' tall, 170 lbs, flat stomach (but he thinks he's too fat), runs and works out, blonde, curly floppy hair and blue eyes. He's hot and sexy (but he thinks he's average). Part 1 Matt is at his third bar of the night. This one is a club. Small, only gets started after 2am. Techno and EDM are blasting. Matt is in tight jeans and a shirt that hugs his pecs and shoulders. He's dancing. Drink in hand. Matt is drunk and having fun. Matt loves coming to this bar. He always hooks up here. Guys are drunk and horny. The music is sexy. Matt is usually on his back or doggy getting some guy's condom covered cock stuffed inside him by 5am. He loves coming here. Matt scans the room. His friends are dancing with him. Everyone is looking to hook up. He can feel that sexual energy. It makes Matt dance harder. A space opens on a box just in front of him. It's about 3 feet off the ground. Matt hops on and keeps dancing. Dancing above his friends now. The box is kinda crowded but not terribly. He can definitely move his hips. Looking around the room; Matt sees familiar faces. Guys who have fucked him. Guys he has made out with. Guys he has danced with previously. Guys he just knows from seeing their faces in the bars and clubs. There are a few guys Matt would love to go home with tonight. The red head with the rockin body; or the Latin guy with that sexy accent Matt spoke with in the line waiting to get in the club; or the dark haired, geek chic guy who is sexy as fuck. He's scanning the crowd. Enjoying what he sees. Matt let's loose to dance some more. A few minutes into dancing Matt feels a body next to his on the box. He looks at the guy. It's geek chic. Matt smiles. Geek chic smiles back. They dance together front to front. Geek chic turns Matt around. They grind together for a bit on the box. Matt feels the guy is hot for him. A cock is pressing on his ass. Matt grinds back on the cock. The guy gets harder. Geek's hands are all over Matt. Matt is feeling the guy behind him on his hips and legs. He feels more solid than he looks. Matt turns around and introduces himself. He doesn't catch the guy's name (too loud in the club). Matt says, "Let's get drinks." The two of them hop off the box and make it to one of the bars. The line is ridiculous, as always in the club, so it takes awhile to get drinks. The guys talk. Matt finds out the geek is a grad student, lives close by, and is versatile. The guy convinces Matt to undo his tight jeans so the guy can feel his ass. Matt does it. By the time Matt has ordered drinks, the geek has two fingers in Matt's ass. They kiss at the bar. The geek says, "finish your drink and lets fuck." Matt finishes his drink like a shot. So does the geek. They both say goodnight to their friends and it's off to the geek's place. Less than a 10 minute walk later, Matt is in the geek's apartment. Books everywhere, a decent view, and a mattress and box spring on the floor. The guys are so sweaty. It's August. The geek turns on the air conditioning, but it's a window unit. The geek takes off his shirt. Matt takes off his shirt. They kiss. Geek pushes Matt on the bed and clothes come off - shoes, socks, jeans, underwear. Matt thinks the geek is super sexy. The feeling is mutual. Matt is sucking the geek's cock. The geek is telling Matt he gives great head. The geek pulls Matt off his cock and rolls him onto his back. The geek gets Matt's legs up and is making out with Matt. Their cocks are sword fighting. The geek moves his cock between Matt's ass cheeks. Matt moans as the cock rubs his hole. Matt is going to get fucked soon. Matt looks over, condoms on the bookcase next to them, lube right there, he's comfortable. No worries here. The geek is a safe sex guy just like him. Matt kisses the geek hard. The geek and Matt reposition so the geek can make out with Matt and rub his cock all along Matt's ass crack and hole. Matt moans again. The geek'c cock is about 6.5" and thick. It's going to take a minute to adjust, or so Matt thinks. Matt knows he's tight. Guys tell him that all the time. Matt kisses the geek and the cock is rubbing his hole. They are so sweaty that the geek's sweat is dripping onto Matt. While they are kissing, it happens. The geek's cock slides right into Matt's ass half way. Matt and the geek are both surprised. Matt says, "Fuck that's never happened before." The geek slides in more. Matt grabs the geeks ass. The geek looks at Matt questioningly. Matt says, "keep fucking me." Geek fucks Matt good. Matt is moaning and grunting as his legs are on the geek's shoulders. Geek says, "My cock feels so good in you bareback." Matt says, "Keep fucking my ass." Geek fucks Matt so hard that Matt slides off the mattress onto the floor. Matt's ass is still up on the mattress, but his shoulders and neck are on the floor. He's looking up at the geek. The geek keeps fucking Matt. Matt is jerking his cock. The geek is sliding his cock all the way in and out of Matt's ass. Matt sees that cock has no condom on it every time the geek pulls it out. The geek keeps watching Matt as he is getting fucked. Matt is loving it. Matt is moaning like a slut now. Matt says, "No cock has ever felt this good in my ass." Geek says, "That's because I'm fucking your slut ass bareback." Matt says, "Feels so good." Geek fucks Matt a few minutes longer and cums deep in Matt's ass. Matt's eyes go wide. FUCK! A guy just came inside him bareback. The cums feels so warm. Matt's cock jerks in his hand and sprays cum all over his twink body and face. Matt and the geek get in bed together. They sleep together. Matt and the geek make out and Matt tries to fuck the geek bareback the next morning. The geek won't let him. Says he doesn't usually bareback. Matt says he doesn't either. Matt says the geek was his first bareback fuck. The geek doesn't believe Matt and Matt can see it on his face. The geek and Matt swap head. Matt swallows. The geek does not swallow. Matt goes home in the morning with the geek's cum still in his ass. Matt knows what he did with the geek was slutty and not safe. But Matt knows that he wants to get fucked bareback again. Matt tells himself he will just have to save bareback fucking for his next boyfriend. He swears he'll never fuck bareback again with a hookup.

This place is sleezy and hot. Smells of piss, shit, and cum are everywhere. You know the type, in fact if you haven't been here, then you don't know anything about bathhouses. Any case,I got drunk and high one night. In the dark area with a sling, glory holes, and side cubicles, I decided after a beer bottle enema to lay in the sling. All went well for the first 2 cocks, then I took a hit of poppers and passed out. I awoke to massive cock inside of my ass. It was so big that it woke me from a deep passed out state. I've had big dildos, cocks, and fruit in my ass but nothing went this deep and hard. In fact, I don't remember much, but I do remember a feeling midway in my abdomen of a cock thrusting. I'm not sure how long I was passed out in the public sling, but I know my towel and poppers were gone, cum was running out of my ass, and dried cum was all over me from my stomach, chest, and face. I had to push the guy off as I didn't want to be barebacked consciously. I went back toy room, and slept off the high and drunkenness but when I awoke,I had a stream of cum and anal cramps coming. If I could guess, I'd imagine at least 4-6 loads were put in me minutes the last cock which woke me up. I went back to the sling area and saw a puddle of wet cum, knowing it had dripped out of me while being fucked like a bitch cum dump.

Denial is a powerful thing. Denial can blind you to facts and make it easier to lie to yourself. Denial can protect you from harm. Denial can make you stronger… and weaker. And denial can hone desire. The first time I saw Kurt it was Tuesday, April 25th and he was fucking a guy at the bar. I remember the date because of “Miss Congeniality”. I also remember it because I had agreed to meet there for a first date with a guy I met on Grindr. Naturally he never showed up. Go figure. Technically Kurt wasn’t fucking the guy “at the bar” but in the bathroom. At the trough urinal to be precise. After drinking three beers while waiting for Mr. No-Show, I needed to relieve myself… and there he was. Nailing some twink while they were standing at one side of the trough. The twink was braced up against the wall and Kurt had his hands on his hips and was drilling away. The remaining open area of the trough was occupied by another guy who was ostensibly pissing, but mainly watching the show. And then there was me. Standing there. Utterly frozen. Now, I wouldn’t say I’m a prude, sexually. I’d definitely had my fair share of sexual experiences. But my sex to date had been fairly straightforward and shall we say, tame. Definitely not of the “fucking in a bar bathroom” variety. Sure, I’d jacked off to porn like this- but I’d never encountered it in real life. So I think I was kind of stunned to have stumbled into such a scene at my local gay bar. Stunned—yet titillated at the same time. Instantly I had that nervous excitement about it in my guts. Like “this is wrong, but why does it excite me”? Looking back, I’m not sure what it was about Kurt that attracted me so completely and so quickly. I mean, I didn’t usually make a habit of lusting after guys who go around fucking in public toilets. But I was instantly mesmerized by him. Perhaps it was me attaching the sight of him the heady aroma of stale piss, ripe pits, naphtha, and pheromones. Or maybe it was my body tuning into the pulsing waves of sexual confidence radiating from him. Or maybe it was because I was horny and he was just a fucking ridiculously handsome man. Kurt was one of those empirically hot men- the kind you see in Colt magazines or 80’s porn. He was tall. Like a good head taller than me. Swarthy. Muscular. Broad chest and back. Short black hair and a thick beard so dense you could just make out a slash of a mouth in there. A jaw and nose like they’d been sculpted by an LA cosmetic surgeon. A dark pelt of fur covered his substantial chest and taut stomach. Thighs like a Greco Roman wrestler. Was he Italian? Greek? Lebanese? Whatever it was, he was fiercely handsome and built like a fuck tank. That night he was in biker boots, jeans and a leather harness with metal arm bands accentuating his ample biceps. He also had leather wrist cuffs on- like a modern day sex gladiator. As he pummeled the twink, I just stood and stared at him. It was like seeing a unicorn—the kind of guy that never really seemed to exist in real life. The guy pissing eventually left and freed up the trough, but I couldn’t move even though I really had to go. Kurt seemed to sense my presence. Without missing a thrust he called back over his shoulder in a deep voice, “You wanna use him next? I’m just about through.” This sort of snapped me out of it. I kind of stammered a bit and said no, thank you and that I just needed to pee. I moved to the free area next to them, as far to the side as I could manage in order to give them space. I was just freeing my dick from my pants when Kurt looked over. And I made the mistake of looking back. Time seemed to stop as we locked eyes. He stopped thrusting and just stared at me. And I stared back. He was just so beautiful that I felt I should look away. That I wasn’t worth being scrutinized by him. But I couldn’t look away. I was completely immobilized. After what felt like an eternity he spoke. “Don’t piss yet,” he commanded as he continued to stare into my soul. I merely swallowed and nodded my acceptance. Kurt started thrusting again and picked up his tempo, never taking his eyes off mine. Have you ever had a guy look you in the eye while he’s fucking someone else? All that naked lust projected at you. It’s animal. Almost feral. And even though you aren’t being physically penetrated, all of that Alpha energy has a choke-hold on your most primal core. His unblinking stare is daring you to look away from the stolen intimacy. But you won’t look away. You can’t. You are utterly frozen- powerless- waiting until the release of his seed releases his hold over you. Let me tell you. It’s intoxicating. Like nothing I’d ever felt before. It felt like we were in our own time bubble until suddenly he grunts loudly and I know he’s emptying himself into the blissed out twink. He slowly pulls out, gaze unwavering. I finally broke eye contact to look down at the meat that was slowly exiting the twink’s ass. Damn… it was long pullout. A thick, long, glistening cock with a fat, ruddy head eventually popped free of the hole. An enormous PA glinted in the half-light as his cock swung free of its anal confines. I swear Kurt wagged it a bit knowing that I was watching it. I could feel myself blushing. “Now you can piss,” Kurt commanded in a low voice. “Inside him.” My eyes snapped back to him. “Whu- whu- what?” I managed to squeak out. Kurt’s eyes glittered darkly. “Piss. Up his ass. He’s a worthless fuckin’ urinal and I wanna watch you use him as such.” I hesitated. I’d never done anything remotely like this before, and to be honest the whole scene felt like a fever dream. It was all so surreal. Things like this just didn’t happen to me and my brain was shutting down. My skin was hot and felt like it was vibrating. I found myself highly aroused, which disturbed me. It’s like he tapped into some dark sexual side of me that I didn’t know existed but longed to be released. And much like a dream, I felt like I was just being swept along in the story. “Do it. I wanna watch you piss my cum deep into his guts.” I still hadn’t really moved from my side of the trough, my fly undone and my dick out and really needing to piss at this point. Normally I’m pretty pee shy (and also shy about guys seeing my erect dick), but Kurt exerting control was overcoming my shyness and making my cock stiffen regardless. I saw Kurt’s eyes flick down to my groin and then a tug of a grin at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, you Clark Kent preppy-types. You look like good boys, but there’s always a Superpig hiding just below the surface. All you need is that phone booth.” In a daze I slowly took position behind the twink, and slid my steel-hard dick inside his slick, well-opened chute. I could feel the wet heat of his ass engulf me, but my cock and body was dissociated from my brain. It was like I was watching myself do all of this from beyond myself- aware of it all, but also a bystander. “Fuck him,” Kurt growled. I’m embarrassed to say that I lasted all of perhaps 30 seconds. Kurt, the scene, the fact that this was so beyond the pale for me fairly short circuited my brain. My orgasm caught me by surprise and sort of startled me back to reality. “Oh my god. I just came in him. Without a condom,” I said in a confused whisper. Kurt looked at me with hooded eyes. “Good boy. Now relax that bladder. Fill this urinal up.” Was I really going to do this? I’d just cum inside a random guy at the bar and now I was being asked to piss his ass? All this in the bathroom at the bar on a dead Tuesday night? I could feel myself relaxing into the idea, but also warring against it. The urge to piss was strong and my erection waning, but I was still clenched. Kurt leaned in to whisper. “You’re gonna piss in him… for me. Because I’m giving you permission to give in to your desires. And because you know it will please me.” His hot breath on my neck made me shiver. Or was it merely a pee shiver? Or was it a shiver of my naked desire to please this fucking Alpha sex god? Whatever it was, the last of my inhibitions with the scene fell away and my bladder started emptying into the twink. Something I feel I should mention- I have a big bladder. I’m one of those guys at the movie theater who after the movie lets out, I’m at the urinal for a solid 3 minutes of pissing. Like, the urinals on either side of me will change over at least twice while I’m standing there. I get really self-conscious about it because I always think I might look like a [banned word] or something hanging out in a bathroom. So I always aim for the water so guys can audibly hear that I’m actually going still and not wanking it. (Yeah, I’ve had lots of time to analyze this). After a minute or so, Kurt asks the twink, “He pissing in you?” “Oh god damn yes sir! So much piss sir! I’m getting so full sir!” Kurt looks at me again with a smirk- his glittering, dark eyes raking my very soul. “Good boys.” I eventually finish, and slowly pull out of the urinal kid. “Now clean off his dick,” Kurt tells him. The twink rapidly drops and takes my dick in his mouth and starts sucking me. While this is happening, Kurt is tucking his flaccid equipment back into his jeans and buttoning up. Kurt has washed up and is walking out of the bathroom before I snap out of this weird sex trance. I quickly pull my dick from the twink’s mouth and zipped up. The twink silently resumed his standing post at the trough, awaiting others while I headed for the sink. As I was washing up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I didn’t even recognize the guy on the other side. What the fuck just happened? I don’t fuck random guys. And I certainly didn’t engage in water sports. Who WAS this person? Had I been drugged? I kind of felt a bit sick to my stomach. But I felt something else too… satisfaction? I splashed water on my face and toweled off before leaving the bathroom. When I made it back to the bar, Kurt was nowhere to be seen. I felt like I needed some answers so I quickly flag the bartender over. “Excuse me, but have you seen a big, burly, dark haired guy who was in a harness and…”. The bartender cuts me off with a harsh, appraising look. “Kurt just left,” he interrupts. “Don’t tell me he’s dickmatized another one?” Another one meaning me. “Oh… no. I just, um, wanted to… talk…to him. Maybe?” The bartender snorted. “Good luck, kid,” he said as he shook his head. “You’re gonna need it.” * * So his name was Kurt, that much I’d learned from the bartender. But where had he come from? Why hadn’t I ever seen him out before? Granted I almost never went to the bars, but still. Someone like him I figure I would have noticed at some point. Or heard about. Or seen online. Or something. Needless to say, I became obsessed with him. Like all-consuming, can’t-focus-at-work obsessed. Every waking moment I was replaying the bathroom scene in my head. My dick was getting raw from jacking off to it. I looked for him on the apps. I looked for him when I was shopping at the grocery store. I started rotating to other gyms in my network to see if I could catch a glimpse of him because he obviously worked out. All to no avail. I also started going to the bar more frequently in the hopes of running into him again. I started to go every Tuesday at the same time as before. But since that wasn’t yielding any results, I started peppering in other nights of the week. And Friday happy hours. I even started asking Charlie (the bartender) about him. As I was becoming a regular, I’d gotten on a first name basis with him. This particular night I plaintively asked, “You seen him recently?” I didn’t even have to give a name anymore as Charlie knew exactly who I was talking about. Normally he’d just roll his eyes at me and shake his head. “Actually, he was in two nights ago,” Charlie told me. Rats! I’d missed him! “And…?” I asked like the needy bitch I was becoming. Charlie looked uncomfortable. “Um, well. He picked up some out of towner, and they left together.” I was crestfallen and Charlie noticed. “Look kiddo. You need to set your sights on a different guy. Kurt is… well, I don’t think he’s a good match for you. I mean, he’s off-the-charts sexy, and you know the fuck would be epic. He’d probably split a little guy like you in half! But he has… issues. And I don’t think he’s exactly your scene. You’d just find yourself used and discarded like a teenage boy’s tube sock. That’s it. “Look. You are cute as hell with a bangin’ little bod on you. And you seem like you got it together, with a good head on your shoulders- at least when it hasn’t been turned by Kurt. You need to put yourself out there and find a nice guy, like yourself. Or even a not so nice guy if you just want sex. You honestly can get yourself any man you want at the drop of a hat!” “I’m not *that* nice,” I replied sullenly. “And evidently I can’t get *any* man.” Charlie just sadly shook his head. It wasn’t until a couple months later that I was at the bar (also on a Tuesday, as it was becoming my regular night) when I saw Kurt again. I almost didn’t recognize him at first. His hair was a bit longer and he was completely clean-shaven. He was also wearing rimless glasses that went with his business-casual drag for the evening. But it was him. It was definitely him. He was leaning up against the bar, beer in hand, in a tight, navy blue polo that looked like it was straining to contain him. He was also chatting with another guy who had his back to me. Kurt was smiling and laughing a little at what the other guy was saying and I felt jealously uncoil in my guts. I positioned myself in Kurt’s line of sight, and tried my best not to stare. It wasn’t working. Kurt wasn’t looking- he only apparently had eyes for this other guy. I drank down my whole beer this way… waiting for Kurt to notice me. Or at least to acknowledge my presence. It didn’t happen. When the other guy finally excused himself to the restroom, I decided it was time to make my move. I walked up to where Kurt was standing and leaned on the bar next to him. “Hey Kurt,” was my opening line. Smooth. He slowly turned to me and then casually tipped his chin down to regard me. His eyes were amber. I wasn’t expecting that. Seconds passed as he stared blankly at me. “Do I know you?” he finally said in a somewhat bored voice. “Um… no. Not exactly… But, um… there was this one time that we….” My voice died on my lips as Kurt’s friend returned. Kurt flicked a dismissive look in my direction and immediately turned away from me and started talking with his friend again. They spoke as if I were invisible. “So—friend of yours?” the guy asked. “Nope. Some rando… He just came up and started talking to me. It was really awkward. So, you wanna get out of here?” “Fuck yeah, daddy, I want my gift! Let’s go!” And then without another look in my direction, Kurt and his “plus one” left for the evening. My eyes stung as I stood at the bar. It was taking a massive effort not to cry right then and there; not like it would have mattered in the mostly dead bar. But still, public bawling over a guy was not high on my to do list. Maybe it was my jealousy, but all I kept thinking was ‘why did he leave with that guy’? I mean, I didn’t think he was all that cute. He was some average, mid-30’s, banker type with a receding hairline and a paunch. Was *that* Kurt’s type? What did he see in him? It was like a gut-punch to the old self-esteem. Eventually Charlie sauntered over, a concerned look on his face. “You ok, kid?” “Charlie, he looked at me like I was something he scraped off his shoe. I haven’t been made to feel like that since high school,” I said. “I mean, what’s that other guy got that I don’t got?” “A death wish,” Charlie mumbled. “What was that?” I asked, curious about his choice of words. “Nothin’ kid. I’m sorry you’re still hung up on him and I know it hurts a bit, but it’s for the best. Hell, they’re called ‘crushes’ for a reason.” He poured me a bourbon and set it in front of me. “Maker’s Mark… for affairs of the heart.” And then he took his leave, so I could nurse the drink, and my wounds, in private. * * After that, I became a bit less of a bar fly and a bit less stalkerish. Kurt still crossed my mind, but now instead of horny, it made me angry. Although I will admit that I found his facebook profile during one of my weaker moments. It was fairly private, so I couldn’t learn much. And it didn’t look like he had posted much in a few years. All I could see were a few pics of him with a guy named Bo who looked like he could be my older brother. However, I had so far managed to resist the urge to request friendship, which I saw as a definite win. I was slowly weaning myself off of Kurt, and getting back to somewhat of a focused life. And it felt good. So a month later when I saw Kurt again, it sort of caught me off guard. Although it really shouldn’t have- as it was at a sex party. Now, let me be clear. Sex parties are not my forte. I’ve only been to like 3 of them, like, ever. And while they are kind of exciting, I think perhaps I give off the wrong sort of vibe or something? Maybe I look too goody two-shoes? Or like I won’t participate? Or I look like I’m nervous (because I am). Whatever it is, I never seem to get laid at them. Maybe a little sucky sucky, but that’s kind of it. Which can be a bit depressing when you see others having loads of fun, so to speak. Anyway, my waning crush on Kurt had left me in a bit of a randy mood- considering I had been so focused on him that I hadn’t had sex in months. So I hit up a friend of a friend of mine whom I knew to have semi-regular sex parties at their fairly large (and sluttily equipped) home. As luck would have it, they were hosting one that coming Saturday evening as a July 4th “Bang Bash” and yes, I was welcome to “cum”. I received an email with directions and timing and rules (along with their strict no drugs policy). And by the time Saturday rolled around, I was fairly well vibrating I was so damn horny. Not wanting to seem too eager, I waited until 45 minutes after the party start time in order to arrive. I didn’t think I could take arriving early and being scrutinized by other party guests. It would make me even more self-conscious than I already am. When I arrived, I was shown where to put my clothes. As I disrobed, I was informed there were about 50 or so guys already there, the basement was in full swing, and that I should head on down. So I quickly got down to my jock, sneakers, and backward Cubs cap. One final check in the mirror convinced me I looked cute enough for this and I made my way downstairs. My glasses fogged briefly as I entered the humidity from the sweaty bodies. You could smell sex and poppers in the air. The basement area was illuminated by red bulbs, some rainbow LEDs and occasional bursts of laser lighting. House music throbbed to provide an ambient noise level to mask some of the fuck noises and lower inhibitions. It was a very heady combo, I’ll admit. I wandered around as I seem to do at such events, never quite sure of where to look or what to do with my hands. I saw several guys standing and/or kneeling as blow jobs were underway all over the place. A couple of guys were fucking in a darkened corner—the slap of flesh keeping time with the music. I watched them fuck for a little while. They were oblivious to my presence. As I wandered more I saw guys making out in groups of 3, 4 and more. There were guys on a couch and bent over chairs. It was a smorgasbord of sex. And then I saw him. His profile was unmistakable as he stood in a small knot of guys surrounding a sling. My stomach clenched and I nearly turned around to go back upstairs. But something made me hold my ground. I could tell that there was a guy in the sling, and that he was being fucked. I was hesitant to go watch- even though I wanted to- because of him. Suddenly a small voice inside me said, “Fuck him! You were invited here. It isn’t his party. You have every right to watch too.” So I made my way over to the sling. And thereby to Kurt. I stepped up to the side of the sling across from Kurt, keeping my eyes glued to the guy fucking the hot, furry, muscle cub who was currently getting his ass well and truly used. I had to will myself not to look over at him, but damnit if I wasn’t going to do my best to ignore that fucker the way he’d ignored me. It wasn’t going to be easy though, because in my peripheral vision I could tell Kurt was staring at me. Hard. Muscle cub by this time had found my cock and fished it out of my jock. He was jacking me and I was quickly wickedly hard. I shifted myself up toward his head so he could suck me while he was getting fucked. I shifted my gaze to the muscle cub’s face as he worked my cock. Anything to hold my attention and to keep me from looking at Kurt. Muscle cub was cute. Blonde. Stocky. Shoulders and arms for days. Nice pecs on him. And seeing him in such a vulnerable position on his back with his legs in the stirrups made my loins stir. I didn’t know if I wanted to do him… or be him. Probably a bit of column A and a bit of column B. Again, it was like I entered a sex trance and I was disconnected from my cock and this activity—I was aware of it but it was like I was dissociated from it all. Plus, I mean, again who *was* this guy who was actually participating at an orgy? Normally I couldn’t even get hard if there was more than one other guy in the room as I was too embarrassed and self-conscious. But tonight it was different. Because he was here. Dimly acknowledged in the back of my brain burned this solitary idea. I wanted to strike back at Kurt. I wanted him to see what I was doing. I wanted him to watch me fucking this guy’s mouth. I wanted to show him I could take pleasure without his permission and without even acknowledging him. In a misguided way, I was trying to wound him like he had wounded me at the bar. Although I honestly had no idea why I believed this would even phase him or where this idea had germinated. All I knew was that fucker was going to notice me and remember me this time. The guy fucking the muscle cub came suddenly—and very demonstrably. The cub pulled off my cock to moan in delight and say “Oh fuck yeah! Breed me!” As my eyes swept to the man emptying himself inside the cub, I stumbled. In a weak moment, I glanced over at him- I swear it was involuntary! And just as if he were medusa, my breath caught in my chest and I was immediately petrified under his gaze. He’d buzzed his hair down to fuzz, and his beard was at that heavier than 5 o’clock shadow stage. He was naked except for his harness. And tonight he wore a steel cock ring which matched the PA. This was the first time I’d seen the full expanse of his body, and my god he was beautiful. Like, everything was just perfectly proportioned. Everything except his fairly enormous cock. As we stared at each other? Waves. My god, the pulsing waves of pure, unadulterated sex that bombarded me from this man were unlike anything I’d ever felt! I could feel the thrum in my skin. Again, I blame the stench of man-sex and poppers and the July heat of the room and the music and pheromones. I didn’t even feel the cub’s mouth on my dick anymore (he’d evidently gone back to sucking me at some point- I honestly hadn’t noticed). I was lost in Kurt’s stare which was a grappling hook in my heart. With a small head gesture from him, I pulled my dick from the cub’s mouth and walked down to the now vacant end of the sling. Still locked into his eyes, Kurt reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder and added a slight pressure downward. I knew what he wanted, and even though I’d never rimmed a guy before, I obeyed. I slowly sank down, and started tonguing the cub’s furry pucker. The heat of his butthole and the tang of semen hit my tongue like a one-two punch, and it shocked me. A fuse blew, and I just started to eat his ass with abandon. The cub was moaning and begging for more, and I could feel him pushing out some of the cum for me. Tasting what he’d collected from these other men in this way drove me into a frenzy. In a hazy way, could tell my brain wanted to analyze what the fuck was going on with me, but I was too busy being swept along in the sexual current of the moment. I felt Kurt’s hand under my chin, gently lifting me upward. Again, he didn’t have to tell me what he wanted. I just knew. I absentmindedly reached for a condom, opened it and rolled it on. I spit on my hand and lubed up, although I didn’t need much. The cub was already well lubricated from several others. While continuing to be held by Kurt’s stare, I slid into the cub and started fucking him. Slowly, I let the sling rock back and forth, feeling the cub’s hot, hairy little hole slide up and down my shaft. Through my stare I was trying to telepathically communicate to Kurt that this is what *I* wanted. I wanted to be in the sling, him to be sheathed inside me— my hole working his shaft. Me giving him my body and giving him pleasure, and taking pleasure in return. During the fuck, Kurt moved closer. I felt his thumb and forefinger encircle my cock at the base as I fucked the cub. I was keenly aware that this was the first time he’d touched me, and I shuddered. On the outstroke, I could feel Kurt using his hand to work the condom up my shaft. Then he lined me up and I thrust back in. Then on the outstroke again, Kurt’s hand working the condom up. By the 4th stroke or so, it was just now at my head. He deftly pulled it off. Without missing a beat, he lined me up again and I slid back inside the cub. Kurt was again directing me as he wanted and I was his slave. He then leaned in close to me again and gruffly whispered, “Now breed him. He’s a cumdump and I wanna watch you give him what he wants.” I obeyed. I grabbed the chains of the sling and looked down at the muscle cub I was using as directed. He really was a cute guy, the kind of “aw shucks” guy it looks like you’d want to date and take home to your parents. At least until you found out he was a dirty, fucking slut. Which right now made my dick that much harder. His hole felt like wet silk on my raw dick. As I was building tempo, Kurt moved up to the head of the sling and tucked his prodigious unit in the cub’s mouth. Only about 1/3 of it fit and the cub was gagging on it. Kurt made eye contact with me again and held it as he grabbed the boy’s head and fucked his mouth. I smirked because I could tell that was doing this for me. He *knew* I would like seeing the cub struggle with his meat. He spoke to the cub next, in a deep voice that seemed to cut through the noise in the room. “Beg for his load, slut. I wanna hear you beg for his cum like the filthy cunt you are.” The cub stopped sucking long enough to start up a litany of entreaties for my seed. “Please breed me! Please cum in me! I wanna feel you load me! I need it! Please! No loads refused! I’m a fucking cum whore and I live to be filled! I want your DNA to be part of me! Knock me up, man!” Hearing the hot stud begging for me to cum was the final push to get the load to boil out of my balls. I buried myself in him and let go. Volley after volley of my pent up seed and frustration throbbed into his guts. “Oh fuck! I feel him cumming! I actually FEEL it!! Fuck that’s a lot! Oh FUUUUUCK!” the cub whimpered. And through all of this, my eyes never left Kurt’s. Even though I had just cum so much that it felt like my balls turned inside out, I was still in a sex trance. I was empty, but now I needed to get filled. I pulled out of the cub and made my way over to Kurt. I figured it was going to be now. This was going to happen. Kurt was still rock hard from our scene and I aimed to be on the recipient end of it. As I approached there was a brief look of confusion which flickered across his face. When I was in front of him, I reached out and grabbed his massive tool. He flinched at the contact, and pushed my hand away. Not to be deterred, I dropped to my knees in front of him and moved to take him in my mouth. He instantly jumped back away from me and barked out, “No.” It was like a hypnotist snapped his fingers and I suddenly found myself naked on a stage in front of strangers. One of the party rules was “consent”. If someone said No or wanted to stop- you stopped. That was the rule. And if you didn’t stop, you were asked to leave or escorted out. So there I was, as it were. Just a boy. Kneeling in front of a boy. Asking him to fuck me. And being patently rejected. It was so “mixed message” after everything that had just transpired that I actually started to laugh. I had so many emotions roiling about that I didn’t know what to do or how to react. Seeing how Kurt looked at me, I was instantly filled with hot shame. Which was then rapidly replaced by seething anger. I stood up slowly and gave Kurt my best “what the everloving fuck” look. He just looked back at me with pinched brows and shook his head. So I walked over to the nearest fuck bench, bent over with dramatic flair, and proceeded to make a show of lubing up my ass. And I aimed to get filled one way or another. And if Kurt wouldn’t do it, anyone else would do. Any and all of them. And that fucker was going to watch them do it. One guy immediately walked up and stuffed his dick in my mouth. I asked for some poppers, took a hit, and went to town servicing him. I was on a mission. During this, I felt a couple different guys walk by and caress my ass. One even fingered my hole a little… but then they would walk away. Nobody seemed to want to fuck me. I kept wriggling my ass and trying to tempt guys, all to no avail. Why was nobody fucking me? Even the guy feeding me his cock didn’t cum and he wandered off. I was prepped. I was ready. I had a muscular, round ass from hours of squats and miles of biking. And I was a pretty darn good bottom from what I’d been told. But tonight I was on a fuck bench island—alone. I was starting to feel pretty despondent, when suddenly I feel a guy’s cock start to nudge around my ass. Finally! I hear the lube bottle open and feel him slick up his dick behind me. A lubed digit briefly slipped in my ass to open me up. And just as the head starts to slip inside me, it stops and pulls out. “What’s your deal, man? I was gonna breed that fine little ass!” “It’s off limits for you. Go fuck the cumdump in the sling.” It was Kurt’s voice. Why the fuck was Kurt was cock blocking? This made absolutely no sense. “Fuck you, man. You don’t own this hole. And this little fucker is begging for a load!” said my would be fucker. “Seriously man, just walk away. He doesn’t want your toxic seed.” Toxic seed? Was the guy poz and was he going to fuck me without a condom? I stood up from the bench. “Dude, are you poz and were you going to fuck me without a condom?” I asked the guy. He looked at me with disdain. “Whatever, dude. It’s a bareback sex party.” And he stalked off. Kurt was standing there with his arms folded over his chest. “Are YOU the reason nobody’s been wanting to fuck me? Have you been cock blocking me this entire time??” I asked him incredulously. “I just saved your ass. Literally and figuratively. You’re in a sex haze and not thinking clearly. Did you really want his dirty dick to load you up with poz cum?” Kurt asked flatly. “Well… maybe I DID!” I retorted like a child. Kurt stared me down until I looked away. “I didn’t think so,” he answered smugly. And this pissed me off. “You know what? I’m out. Thanks for ruining what was turning into a good night. Let’s not keep meeting like this, shall we?” I spat as I walked away from him. I stormed upstairs, got dressed, and left the party. I drove home angry. Hurt. Sad. And … relieved? Relieved that I’d dodged a poz load in my ass all because of Kurt and his apparent conscience. I was more confused than ever about who the fuck this man was. * * I didn’t see Kurt again until the end of summer. And other than occasional angry thoughts about him, I didn’t much think of him during the time after the sex party. The only time he seriously entered my thoughts was during the one hookup I had in the month of August. Looking back, it was painfully obvious I was trying to find a clone of Kurt. The guy was big and dark and muscular—but the connection just wasn’t there. The sex was perfunctory and unfulfilling and left me fantasizing about Kurt while I jacked myself off on the guy. I ate my weight in ice cream afterwards, because feelings. Anyway, I really felt I had turned a corner when Labor Day rolled around. It was time for Tom and Hal’s end of summer pool party. I was in a mood and pretty down on myself, so I almost didn’t go. If Tom wasn’t such a good friend, I’d probably have begged off, coming up with some lame excuse. As it was, I sucked it up, put on the pink speedo that showed off my assets, and headed over. When I arrived, Tom met me at the door- a big shit eating grin on his face. “About time! And man have I got a surprise for you!” and he started singing “Matchmaker” from Fiddler on the Roof. “Oh no. Don’t you remember the last time you tried to set me up? I thought we’d learned our lesson, because *that* went so fucking well,” I admonished. “Look honey. How was I supposed to know he was still married?” he shrugged. “And a sub bottom with a diaper fetish,” I reminded him. “Everyone has little kinks, darling,” he laughed. “Exactly what part of ‘change me! Baby make boom-boom’ did you think I would find endearing?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. Tom waved me off. “This one is different. You are 100% his type, and he is SO yours. I mean, this guy is so EVERYONE’S type. Trust me. This time, this yenta is onto something big. And from what I hear, I do mean BIG!” I sighed and resigned myself to the fact that I had to just go with it. It was just who Tom was. I’d humor him, meet the guy, it wouldn’t work (like all the others because it was seriously like Tom didn’t know me at all or what I liked), and I’d go on my merry way until next time. Tom left me in the kitchen and scurried off to go find Mr. Match, so I made myself a drink. I heard him coming back with someone in tow (Tom was loud) just as I was completing my margarita. I turned around and… yeah. Him. Tom smiles huge and says, “I’d like to introduce you to…” “Kurt,” I finished, my disdain apparent. Tom’s smile falters. “Oh, have you two met?” he enquires. “Oh yeah. On a few separate occasions, isn’t that right Kurt?” Kurt just stood there, looking like he wanted to be anywhere else at the moment. For once he wouldn’t meet my eyes. I took the opportunity to add an extra shot of patron to my marg. “By the way, Tom? You’re wrong about me being his type,” I said in the shittiest voice I could muster. “He actually finds me quite repulsive—that is when he can even be bothered to remember who the fuck I am. So if you’ll excuse me, imma go find your husband and drink. Heavily.” And with that I left them standing in the kitchen. Several drinks and an hour of avoidance later, I was on an air mattress in the pool, trying to relax and soak up the last of the summer sun. I felt the waves gently rock me as someone slid into the pool. A few moments later, a shadow covered me as someone stood next to my float. “Hey,” he said. Because of course it was Kurt. I tilted my head over and opened my eyes. God he was even more beautiful wet. And today he was sporting hair that was a bit longer and just starting to wave a bit, and a full mustache with heavy beard stubble. He was a wet, sexier Tom Selleck. Or Pete Kuzak. It was his best look and it physically hurt me to look at him, so I closed my eyes. “What is it, Kurt?” I sighed. “You’ve successfully managed to suck almost all the joy in my life for the past few months. What are you going to do for an encore? Anally rape my mother while pouring sugar in my gas tank?” He chuckled. “That line is from the movie Clerks. And No. No encore. More like a truce.” I looked at him again. “I was a jerk and I’m sorry,” he said with a shrug. “And I think that for today, on this last day of summer, we should just hang out and… be. Maybe get to know each other in a different space. What do you say?” I thought about it for a good minute. I mean, really thought about it. Do I continue to be butthurt? Or do I just say fuck it and let him off the hook? Even though his eyes held mine again, there wasn’t the heat. Instead they were saying “please”. Which broke me. I relented. “Fetch me another drink, Farm Boy, and we’ll see,” I said. “Fetch it yourself,” he says and then proceeded to dump me off my air mattress into the pool. I sputtered as I came up and he was laughing like a kid and smiling. Smiling AT me. I’d never seen him smile before, not like this. Not directed at me. Being on the receiving end of it was absolutely blinding. Like a million photographer flash bulbs going off. And he had dimples, because of course he did. Fuck me sideways. The next couple of hours in the pool drifted by lazily. We talked about everything and nothing. The Clerks quote had opened things up and we chatted about favorite movies and art and just hung out. Other guys at the party desperately wanted Kurt’s attention, but whenever they would swim up to chat, he would shift over to me. Feeling his bulk casually brush up against my side, or his furry leg touch mine set flame to my skin. One time he even draped his arm across my shoulders possessively and my insides melted. Seriously turned to goo. I slowly reciprocated and put my arm around his expansive back to his waist. This time he didn’t smack it away. It was the first time I was actually touching him after all these months—the heat of his tan flesh under my hand made my heart stutter. I’d had more than a few cocktails at this point, so I was feeling giddy and buzzy, but in a really warm and delightful way. I was also punch drunk from the attention Kurt was paying me. Feeling cocky, I popped back onto a pool float and lay back with my hands beneath my head. “Push me around the pool,” I jokingly command him. “As you wish,” he replied. Fuck me. He did know the Princess Bride after all. I felt his hand move from the float to my side and I felt sure that I was in for another dunking. If that happened, I’d make him pay. But no. We were in the shallows of the pool and he was gently pushing me around- his large hand on my upper rib cage. Then his hand shifted a bit, and I felt his finger on my nipple. At first it just rested there, but instantly the entire focus of my being was concentrated on that little nub of flesh. Then his finger lightly circled it and brushed it. I shivered, and my cock sprang to life in my speedo. “Looks like someone is having a good time,” said Tom cheekily, and I quickly dumped myself off the mattress and into the cool water. I was immediately self-conscious again of being sexual in public and separated myself to the far side of the pool to get my drink. I hear Kurt haul himself out of the water and excuse himself to the restroom. Meanwhile my mind is racing with a million thoughts. What was happening? Was Kurt flirting? Did he actually want me? Did I WANT him to want me? What would we do? Would we finally have sex? My boner would NOT go down as my mind raced down alley after alley of all the things I wanted to do to Kurt’s body. Eventually I was able to quell my visible desire and decided that I too could use a bathroom break. I figured it was also a good time for a drink refresher too. When I looked for Kurt to see if he wanted something from the bar, he wasn’t around. Meh, I figured I’d just surprise him with something and I headed up to the house. When I opened the bathroom door, I’m the one who got the surprise. Kurt was there, leaning against the sink with his dick halfway down Tom’s throat. I think I said something like, “Oops! Sorry” before stumbling blindly away, tears burning my eyes. It was like my heart had been ripped from my chest and crumpled like a ball of foil. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t form coherent thoughts. I had to get out of there and away. Just… away. The next thing I remember was sitting in my car and bawling my eyes out. I’d been duped again and let my guard down. I was smarter than this. And How DARE he have this much power over me! But the truth was he did have that power and it sucked. He’d hurt me again. And the really fucked up thing was, I would probably continue to let him because I was just that pathetic. I felt the passenger side open up and someone crawl in. I figured it was Tom, come to apologize. “You know, Tom? Bathroom doors come with locks for a reason. Mainly so your EX-best friend doesn’t stumble in on you sucking off the love of his life,” I said with as much venom as I could muster. “It’s not Tom… it’s me.” Because of course it was him. And suddenly a switch flipped and I was furious. “Get. The fuck. Out of my car,” I said dangerously. “Seriously. Get out. Get OUT! Fuck you, fucking dick! Did you come to gloat? To Rub it in? Fuck you and your mixed messages. Fuck you for messing with me. Is this a fucking game to you? Is this FUN? Tormenting me? Teasing me and then gutting me to the core? Is THAT what gets you off you sadistic FUCK!” “No, this isn’t a game. And this isn’t what gets me off,” he said quietly. “Then what is it? What the FUCK is going on between us? Why would you come at me with your ‘lets just be’ B.S.? Then proceed to tease me all day? You aren’t blind or stupid—you KNOW what you do to me! You KNOW how I feel about you. You toyed with me deliberately only to go off and fuck Tom’s mouth!” “I didn’t do it deliberately, I honestly just wanted to try to befriend you today,” he mumbled. “And I didn’t go off to fuck Tom’s mouth. He busted in on me jacking off in the bathroom and he just dropped and started sucking. I… I wasn’t thinking clearly at that point…I should’ve stopped him, but….” “But?? BUT WHAT?? Any hole will do, is that it? Anyone’s but MINE?” I shot back. “I… I just really needed… I needed to get off, ok?” “You needed to get off. AT the pool party. Because it couldn’t wait until you got home?” I said incredulously. “Seriously. It couldn’t wait?” “No, it couldn’t wait!” Kurt was becoming visibly agitated and upset now. “Why the fuck not? Seriously, who just jacks off randomly at a party?” “I was doing it to protect you!” he said, his voice escalating in volume. “Protecting me? From whom? Tom?? You thought you’d protect me from Tom’s mouth by FUCKING IT?!?” I shouted back. “I WAS PROTECTING YOU FROM ME, GODDAMNIT!” All the air seemed to go out of the car, and Kurt was shaking. My anger dissipated quickly and my intuition was telling me something important was happening. I turned to Kurt and just looked at him— patiently waiting for some sort of explanation. Kurt wouldn’t look back. He just looked at his hands as he gripped the dashboard. He took a deep, shuddering breath and began. “I was protecting you from me. Being near you today? I thought I could handle it. I saw the way you looked at me at the sex party. How hurt you were and it gutted me. I told myself never again. So when you showed up today, I thought to myself, Kurt? Here’s your opportunity. Here’s your chance to make amends and maybe not be such an asshole. I really thought the best protection for you might be if I were a buddy, you know? Just a buddy who could look out for you and protect you. I thought I could handle it. But christ. Being near you today? Seeing your body? Joking around and hearing you laugh? Touching you? It made me fucking crazy- like I wanted to jump right out of my skin. I tried to tamp it down, God I tried. To just be a normal guy and not… not think with my prick. But you look so goddamn much like him and I couldn’t control myself and my dark thoughts started spinning out of control and I had to stop them. Stop myself. So I went to the bathroom to jack off. To relieve the sexual pressure so that I could maybe go back to just being a nice guy and maybe a friend. If I could just cum it might be enough to get through being near you the rest of the afternoon. But I didn’t lock the fucking door and Tom came in and he just… started sucking… and I just really needed the release or else I was going to do something I would regret so I just let him keep sucking even though I should have stopped him. I know I should have stopped him! It wasn’t his mouth I wanted. But when my demons are released it’s like trying to stop a freight train and then you walked in and everything went to fucking hell ….” Kurt still hadn’t looked at me. And he still hadn’t answered the big question. “Kurt,” I said gently. “Why do you feel you need to protect me from yourself? I’m a big boy- maybe not in stature- but I can make my own decisions. I’ve wanted you to fuck me for a long time.” “Oh you can’t say that! PLEASE don’t say that!” he cried. And tears started to flow from his eyes. “Why not? It’s the truth. I want you like I’ve never wanted any other man before. You electrify me in a way that nobody ever has,” I said as I reached out to touch his leg. He flinched and looked up at me, stricken. “Electrify? As in Charge?? HA!” He laughed mirthlessly as his body was wracked with sobs. “I’m HIV positive,” he finally whispered. “But it’s more than that. Much more. I’m sick. Not HIV sick, but sick in my very soul. I have a darkness in me. A twisted desire to infect other guys with HIV. You asked what gets me off? THAT gets me off. The thought of infecting guys makes my dick hard! Christ! I’m getting hard right now just talking about it and I’m fucking bawling while I bare by soul to you! How fucked up is that?” There was a pregnant pause as he took a deep breath. “And how sick is it that I want to infect you so you’ll be mine forever?” It was barely audible, but I heard it. “Kurt…” I started. “His name was Bo. Love of my life. I was fairly newly poz when we met, and he wasn’t. But we were determined to make it work. I loved him and He knew me, REALLY knew me. Knew my darkness. Knew my fetishes and kinks. My demons. And he loved me anyway. He loved me so much that he begged for me to knock him up. To infect him so we would always be together. I railed against the idea for a long time, and we were always so careful. SO careful! I needed him healthy and whole. But he wore me down. He said he was ready. He PROMISED me he was. That he could handle it and he wanted it and he wanted it from ME. He even told me that he would go get pozzed up from someone else, just to be done with it all. So finally I relented. I let the demons out and I did it. I fucking did it. It took on the first try too, because I’m fertile. And I gotta tell you, man was it hot. It was so goddamn hot doing it. I loved every fucking second and being the one to make him poz. Fuck, it blew my mind. When I bred him that night it was like all my love emptied into him too. Only he lied to me. He wasn’t ready for it. His family found out and they disowned him. Some of his friends turned on him and called him a fool for not being safe and stupid for being with me. They abandoned him. His conservative job found out and canned him. He lost health insurance. It was all so messed up. But I thought we were working through it all ok. We had each other and I loved him and that was enough right? But he got depressed. Really depressed. I came home one day… I came home…and… I’m the one who found him.” Kurt had tears just streaming down his face now- cathartically releasing all the pent up emotions that must have been eating away at him. “Bo is dead because of me. The love of my life died because I can’t control my sick desires. I was weak and he is dead. And I vowed never again. Not with someone that I care about. And then you walk into a bar bathroom, the spitting image…” “But Kurt, we can still do stuff. Be intimate. All this doesn’t make me want you less, if anything I want you more now. We can be safe….” I offered. “Safe? With me there IS no ‘safe’. You’ve seen me in action, when I’m amped up. I’m a fucking pig with a big cock and a bigger sex drive. Once the demons are loose, there’s no stopping them. You say “safe” but you don’t understand. You don’t KNOW. I’m telling you even now sitting here, after all this, I still want to infect you. I see you and I am overcome with desire. I want you so badly that I can’t focus. You are so beautiful and sexy and I want nothing more than to tear up that meaty little ass of yours. I want to fuck you so hard you bleed. I want to fuck you until your spine cracks and your spleen is bruised. I want you whimpering as I cum so deep inside that it will never come out. And then I want to do it again and again and again until you convert. Then we’ll be a matched pair and I’ll own you for life. You say ‘safe’. How do you think you’ll be safe with me? I’m way bigger than you. You don’t stand a chance. Don’t ask me to pull out, because I won’t. You think you’ll be safe if I use a condom? Don’t you think that at some point my dark side will win and I’ll sabotage the rubber so my seed leaks into you? Or I sneak it off and stealth you? Or drug you and then rape my poz load into your ass? God, my cock is hard right now just talking about it! With me there IS no such thing as safe, don’t you see? That’s why I’m telling you all this. That’s why I let Tom suck me. That’s why I pushed you away at the sex party. That’s why I pretended not to know you at the bar even though I wanted nothing more than to ditch that other guy and take you back to my place to destroy you. That’s why I sprinted home that first time at the bar. It’s me… protecting you… from me. Before I can’t control myself and it’s too late.” We sat quietly in my car, the only sound an occasional sniffle from him as we sat amid the enormity of everything he just unloaded. My mind was reeling from his revelations and his stark honesty. There was so much conflict going on inside me. My feelings for him. My attraction. His status. His dark fetish. His struggle. But above it all, just being in the car with him had me vibrating. My guts were a knot and… And suddenly, I was calm. In a moment of clarity, I knew what I was going to do. Kurt spoke again, dejectedly. “I know this was… a lot. And I’m sorry. I truly am sorry. Please understand that I think you are so… so beautiful. But you deserved to know. And now maybe you’ll understand I can’t see you again.” His hand moved to the door handle. Before he could make another move, I launched myself at him, grabbed his face, and kissed him. I wish I could say it was one of those beautiful, perfect moviestar kisses—it wasn’t. He’d been crying. I’d been crying. There were residual tears and snot. I came in too hot and our teeth sort of clacked together. It wasn’t pretty. But it was also fucking hot as hell. It started off with me ramming against him and him sort of yelping as I startled him. His body was tensed like a clock spring. I kept our lips pressed together unmoving- waiting to see what he was going to do. Suddenly the fight seemed to go out of him and he relaxed. Then our kiss morphed into a gentle “I see you, Jake Sully” kiss. And then it deepened, and turned more urgent until we were two horny teenagers making out in a car. And I gotta say—the stache and stubble combo? Holy fuck. Feeling his stubble rake across my jaw lit me on fire. Kissing Kurt in this moment was the most intimate, most sexual thing I think I’d ever done with another man in my life. It also felt I was kissing a brewing storm… and I never wanted to stop. As my hands wandered down to his straining groin, he suddenly stopped and pushed me away. “Fuck, this is what I was afraid of! I am barely hanging on, here. We have to stop.” “Have you heard of PReP,” I asked him breathlessly. “Sure,” he nods. “Well, I’m on it. And I triple dog dare you to try to get me pregnant, Kurt.” He closed his eyes then. “Drive,” he commanded as he fastened his seat belt. * * We drove to his condo in a blur. I drove fast, but not so fast as to get a speeding ticket (or DUI). He wanted to fuck me at his place because it was set up with everything that we would need. I honestly don’t remember getting from the parking garage to his unit. Once parked we were on each other again with reckless abandon. We managed to get out of the car, but he pushed me up against it- his hands all over my body. He ended up going down on me as I leaned against the car- my synapses shorting out as I felt his mouth take me inside. Then I tried to return the favor, but the 0 gauge PA kept clattering against my teeth which really bothered me. We stopped so he could unscrew a ball and take it out for me. I sucked his dick briefly in the elevator- I didn’t care if there were security cameras. Let them fucking watch me service this god’s dick! I just needed to feel him in my mouth. His dick is fucking enormous. Two and a half hands worth and my fingers didn’t touch around it. Big fucking head like a pit viper. He probably was going to fuck me in half with it, and I was beyond ready to surrender to it. Eventually we got to his condo and he had me go prep using his shower shot while he got the place ready for me. I did as I was told and made sure to spend a little extra time, as I knew he would be going extra deep. I stepped out of the bathroom into a dimly lit scene. “Come here,” I heard him say in his deep, sex voice. My feet were instantly compelled forward to the bedroom. He had a blood red light bulb in the bedside lamp, to set the mood. He had a sling set up, suspended in one corner from eye bolts in the ceiling. One of the walls had a large mirror there so you would be able to watch yourself during, were you so inclined. And the wall opposite the foot of the king sized bed had a 60” TV mounted on an articulating arm, so porn could be watched at any time. And he had filthy porn playing—lots of biohazard symbols everywhere. As I stepped into his den of iniquity, our eyes met and he said, “Last chance, bud. Or abandon all hope.” I walked up to him, staring deeply into his eyes. I feel that familiar sex trance coming on and this time I welcomed it fully. With that all my inhibitions fell away and I felt free. I knew Kurt wouldn’t judge me and anything was on the table. I chose my next words deliberately. “So, that guy that you were talking with that night at the bar when you pretended not to know me? Did you poz him?” I saw Kurt’s nostrils flare as his eyes glittered in the red light. “Yes. Yes I did.” “Tell me,” I say. “What’s to tell? He was a dumb fucking bug chaser. I found him on BBRT and told him I could help him out. He met me at the bar after work. I brought him here and gave him what he wanted.” “And what he wanted was your toxic seed. Did it take?” I asked. I knew my questions were goading Kurt on and getting his demons going. “Oh yeah. I told you—I’m fertile. He called me two weeks later to tell me he got the fuck flu. He was so happy.” “And was it a good fuck? Did you enjoy breeding him? Did it satisfy you?” I asked. “It was ok. He’d been chasing for awhile but everyone’s pretty well controlled these days so infections are rare. And he really wanted it so it didn’t feel like much of a challenge. It’s sort of hotter when the guy doesn’t want it, or doesn’t know he wants it.” Kurt’s cock was so hard at this. That’s when I noticed he’d changed his PA. The one in now was a curved barbell of sorts, but there were conical spikes screwed onto the ends. Kind of like what you’d see on a dog’s collar. I reached down and fingered it lightly. His cock jumped at my touch. “Is this your weapon of choice for my guts tonight?” I asked. “You triple dog dared me to get you pregnant. I aim to keep my record intact,” he growled. “So, about a month before I ran into you at the bar, Charlie told me he’d seen you with some random guy from out of town and that you’d left with him. You get him pregnant, too?” Kurt chuckled. “You keeping tabs on me?” he asked. “Just some light stalking. You know I’m obsessed with you.” Kurt reaches up and starts lightly stroking my nipples. My nipples are hard wired and with his touch, bolts of electricity coursed through me and made my dick jump. “I honestly don’t know if I got him pregnant or not- it’s definitely possible since I gave him a double dose. I may get a two-fer if his wife pops poz too.” “Fuck, really?” I asked. Even though I had started out as just playing a role to turn Kurt on, hearing him talk this way was getting me very turned on. Was I a secret chaser? Or was I just some sex pig that had finally found someone to help me realize my true self?” “Yeah. The guy was in town on a business trip. Married. To a woman. He was at the bar because he was bi-curious, the stupid fucker. Had cheated on his wife a few times with guys but only bottomed twice before. Such an easy pickup! He took me back to his hotel room so I could be his third time. Man, he was definitely not prepared for my cock. He cried while I fucked him.” “And you got him to risk it and go bareback?” I asked, definitely curious at this point. “Not at first. He insisted on a condom because he was ‘married’. But I deliberately didn’t use enough lube. I wanted to rough him up a bit and also possibly have the condom pop. That happens sometimes due to my size and my… vigor. Whoops.” He grinned and I had to laugh at the way he said it. “Unfortunately, the condom held, but he was really crying and it was tearing up his ass something fierce because fuck he was tight, so I told him it would feel better skin to skin. I had him take a hit of poppers, stripped off the condom, lubed up, and slid right back in. “I stealthed him quick before he came to his senses. And then kept going to make sure I massaged that load into him. As I was working up load 2 he did ask me not to cum in him. I said ‘Why change things now?’ and shot a second load deep. That’s when he kind of freaked out a bit and kicked me out of his hotel room.” “Was this a good fuck?” I asked, as I moved behind him and knelt to tongue his butthole. As soon as I made contact in his furry crack, I went into overdrive. He moaned. “Fuck yeah! There’s nothing better than breeding a married “straight” guy. I love it when the guy struggles to take my cock. I like it when they cry too- feels more like rape, even though they never ask me to stop. And I love sending them on their way with my little gift. Their cheating asses are getting what they deserve. Plus it’s hot thinking that they might pass it on to their wives or to some other guys along their path of sexual discovery.” “I have a question for you,” I say, pausing in my rimming. “At the sex party, why didn’t you just let that guy fuck me and breed me? Maybe I would have popped poz and all this conflict would have gone away.” Then I dove back into his perfect ass. “I thought I already answered that. I needed to be the one to do it so that you’re mine forever. I couldn’t let some other guy have that honor. Not with you. Especially when I could stop it. Do you know how many poz guys I chased away from your hole that night? At least 5. The last guy was definitely toxic, although you would have liked his dick.” I stopped rimming him and stood up. I stood on tip toes and whispered into his ear. “I think it’s time for you to impregnate me. Give me my first dirty dick.” Kurt kissed me fiercely then. It wasn’t like the first one in the car, or even the parking garage—this WAS a Hollywood kiss. Longing and long-denied desire pouring out in a flood between us. I’ve never been kissed like that by anyone before—or since. All I knew was that my mind was fried and I was complete his now and forever and all I could think was “dick dick dick… in in in…. now now now… “. He picked me up deftly, and placed me into the sling. My feet were placed in the stirrups and cinched in snugly. He looked down on me with unbridled lust, and I’m sure I looked back with equal amounts. He bared his teeth and chuckled menacingly. “You stupid fucker. Your ass is mine now. I’m gonna give you my AIDS.” “Stop talking and fucking do it already,” I goaded. He let out a fierce growl and lubed up his dick. Then he lubed up my hole, making sure to roughly finger the lube into me. Then I felt his cock head and the sharp PA resting against my pucker. I sucked in a sharp breath in anticipation. He tossed me some spray poppers and a cloth. “Here, you might want to try these. I’ll do you a solid and wait until you’re flying.” “I want you to know something,” I said as I uncapped the spray can. “I’m not going to be like that businessman. I’m not going to cry. I’m not going to beg for you not to cum in me. I’m not as innocent as I seem and I don’t need your mercy. I’m tough. And I’m a greedy fucking bottom who lusts for big cock. I need this. I need YOU. I think I’ve needed you my whole life. And my body is yours to destroy as you see fit.” I hit the spray poppers and soon my head fuzzed and everything got warm and tingly. I felt a sharp pinch as he entered me, and then discomfort as his girth slowly slid inside. I figured Kurt was just going to fucking pound me until I passed out, but no. He slow fucked me. He worked his enormous tool back and forth inside me, stopping when it started nudging my second ring and then sliding languorously back out. A couple times he pulled all the way out with a sharp plop (which I admit stung a bit) before pushing slowly back inside. I’m not gonna lie, what he was doing was feeling fucking incredible. So much cock was in me and I felt so stretched! But there was also the added sensation of the metal dragging in my guts. And then there was his gaze. I could almost taste his lust. “I thought you were going to fuck me,” I growled. “Patience, young padawan,” he said. “I’m just tilling the soil for my seed. There’s a method to my madness, you’ll see. I can’t just ram you with this particular PA in. It’s kind of uncomfortable for me and the cones tend to come loose. One time I lost the whole thing inside a dude’s shitter- now that was interesting breeding session. Also, I’ve been cautioned by the piercer that with my size, this type could get caught deep in your colon and hook us together in a rather compromising position. And that wouldn’t be very much fun now, would it?” I shook my head. “Plus we can’t risk damaging that beautiful baby-maker you got,” I agreed. “You like it?” he says cockily as he flexed it inside me causing me to gasp. “It’s the biggest dick I’ve ever taken and its going to ruin me forever for all other cock,” I told him quite sincerely. “Oh, its’ going to ruin you all right.” He grinned wickedly. He popped out again, and started removing the PA. “You should be good and scraped up now. Plenty of places for my seed to latch,” he said matter of factly. “And now the real fucking begins.” He relubed and I hit the spray poppers again, just in time to get fuzzy before his onslaught. I know everyone is now expecting a merciless rape of the sabine women scene, but it wasn’t like that. He was definitely all about taking his pleasure, but not at the expense of mine. He re-entered me fairly slowly and when his dick came to my second ring, he patiently worked me open until he could get all the way inside. Then he short stroked himself deep in there in order to make sure I was good and open for his dick before he started giving it all to me with force. And for me? Nobody had ever fucked me this deep before. And definitely nobody that I was so in tune with. I literally don’t remember some of the fuck once he got going, because I was riding wave after blissful wave. I was having anal/full body orgasms left and right from the way his cock was hitting inside me. I’m pretty sure I was making loud, guttural noises and probably scaring his neighbors. I honestly don’t know how long he had been fucking me before I regained my voice. 20 minutes? 2 hours? It was all a blur. But he was buried in me and grinding when I decided to ask for more. “Kurt? Will you put in the big PA for me? The 0 gauge that you had in the night we met? I’ve never been fucked by one and I need to feel it.” “You sure? Because it will probably bruise your sigmoid colon a bit,” he said with a touch of concern. “Yeah, I’m sure. I wanna be able to feel you inside me for days after this fuck.” He pulled out slowly and went to his dresser. This was a captive bead PA and he had bought the special tool for popping the ball in and out. With an audible snap, I knew it was in and that I’d soon be feeling it. “This is more than I could have hoped for,” he said during the lull in our fucking. “You’re taking me like a champ, and I’ve already been leaking tons of precum into your cunt. This is the hottest sex I’ve ever had and you’re helping me edge up one massive load. You’re so getting infected. I don’t care if you are on Prep—it’s not going to be able to save you after this.” “Promises, Promises,” I joked. “Now, play with my nipples as you enter me and get ready to see stars.” It took a bit to get the 0 gauge in me, but in me it went. All the way in me. And yeah, I felt it. The heavy weight of it moving inside me as he thrust into me. The pleasure pain as he drove that ring and ball repeatedly into my second ring. He did work my nipples as he fucked me now, and my hole went crazy on his dick. This set up a steady litany of accolades from him, where extolling my virtues as a professional bottom cock pig. I could tell we were nearing the finale at this point, and truthfully I wasn’t exactly sure how much more my guts could take. Poppers were failing to dull the pain he was punching into me now. “Look at me Kurt,” I commanded. And our eyes locked one last time. “I… I’m pretty sure I love you,” I stammered while staring intently at him. “It was love at first sight. From that first moment our eyes met in the bathroom, I knew. I just… knew.” Kurt was fucking me hard now. “It was inevitable. We were always going to end up here, right here. With you trying to knock me up. Because this connection of ours would not be denied.” His hands were fiercely gripping my hips and he was literally throwing my ass onto his dick. His groin slamming into me with abandon with smacks echoing off the concrete walls in his condo. “You know how much I love you, Kurt?” I grunted out between thrusts. “No. Tell me,” he ground out. “You know how I told you I was on PrEP?” I said, through gritted teeth. “I lied.” He came in me then. With a guttural moan that was somewhere between triumph and anguish, he came. Deeply. And hard. He was planted all the way up inside me when he launched volley after volley after volley of his charged semen into me. And I felt it. Not just the throbbing of his cock up inside me where no man had ever been, but I felt his cum. I felt the shots hit inside. The wet heat. All of it. And somewhere during his orgasm I had my own. My own prodigious load shot everywhere. I felt it hit my face, but it painted me from chin to navel. When he finally stopped cumming (like 2 minutes later, his cock still up in my second ring), he looked down at me with something that looked like sadness in his face. “Is it true?” He asked. “Is it true that I love you?” I said, playing dumb. “Absolutely. I’ve been head over heels for you for months. Since I first saw you.” “No, I mean… the PrEP thing. Is it… true?” I looked at him and shrugged. “Yeah, it’s true. I’m not on it. Never was.” Kurt started breathing rapidly and he started to shake a bit. “Oh god. You LIED to me! No no no! Fuck! This is going to be Bo all over again! I can’t handle that. Fuck, what have I done? Oh god, I never should have…” “Hey!” I snapped, and Kurt stopped. “You didn’t do this. I did. I chose. I decided that I wanted you to own me forever, so I let this happen. No. I MADE this happen. And if I had changed my mind, I would have stopped it. It *is* possible to stop Mr. Ferris Buehler, you know.” This elicited a small smile from him. “I’m sorry I lied to you. I won’t do it again. Ever. I promise.” I looked deeply at him so he could see my earnestness. “Ever. And although I look like him, I’m not him. You gotta trust me on this.” He nodded. I was still on my back in the sling and he was still in me at this point, and my load was starting to run everywhere. So, I scooped up what I could from by chest and belly and held it out to him. “If your fertileness is to be believed, this is my last neg load. Take it,” I said. “It’s always the Clark Kent types,” he said with a snort. And without breaking eye contact, he lowered his head to my hand and lapped up my cum. Then he held my hand while he slowly sucked each of my fingers clean. “How’s it taste, big guy?” The corners of his mouth twitched a bit before answering. “Positively delicious.” “OH MY GOD YOU DID NOT!” I guffawed. “What?” he shrugged. “If you can quote cheesy movie lines to me, then I’m gonna make puns so bad they’ll give you AIDS.” And then he smiled at me. And it was blinding. * * After our breeding session, he carefully removed my feet from the stirrups and I wrapped my legs around him tightly. Determined to keep him planted inside me forever. He lifted me out of the sling (with my help) and we maneuvered to his bed. With much shuffling and grunting, we managed to scooch all the way up, until I had a pillow under my head, and he was laying with most of his weight on top of me. We kissed slowly and deeply like this for a long time. As we were resting (he was STILL in me, although my hips were starting to cramp at this point), I started thinking about a positional change. “Hey, when do I get to fuck you?” I asked. “I don’t get fucked, I fuck.” He stated. “Although if I were to get fucked, it would be you. You seem to know what you’re doing.” “And you seemed to enjoy watching me fuck those guys,” I said. “I enjoyed MAKING you fuck those guys. There’s a difference. Although I’m sure they liked it. A hot fucker like you dicking them down? Plus you got a pretty good dick on ya for a little guy. Not as good as mine but….” I smacked him and he playfully said “ow”. He chuckled while I made my hole dance on his dick a few times. I grabbed his face and looked at him. “You know, I think I’ve always been a pig. Or more accurately a pig-in-waiting. I was just so focused on being the good boy that everyone wanted me to be. Always so tentative. Afraid to cut loose. I guess I was in some pretty deep denial. Until you. Then it was all ‘Suuuuper Piiiiig’. I guess that makes you my phone booth.” “What’s a ‘phone booth’?” he asked in mock seriousness. It was right after this that I was brought up short by a sudden and paralyzing thought. Once again, my insecurities were rearing their ugly head, and my mind started running unchecked down dark alleys. “Kurt… if you do manage to seroconvert me, is that it then? Party’s over? You move on to another hole and we just become buddies that wave to each other at the clinic or…” my voice trailed off, suddenly fearful. He looked at me like I was an idiot and shook his head. “God I love pozzing up stupid guys! Mwa-ha-ha-ha!” a said with a fakey, evil laugh. Then his face got serious. “Weren’t you listening, silly? I said I wanted to poz you so that I would own you forever. Forever doesn’t mean for the two weeks of daily breeding until you get the fuck flu.” This time it was my turn to nod that I understood. “Daily breeding, you say?” I said, slowly cocking an eyebrow. “With an ass like yours? At least,” he growled as he snuggled into my neck. “Oh! I just had another thought,” I said cheerfully. “Oh god. Is *this* how it’s going to be with you? You ‘thinking’ all the time, asking dumb questions and interrupting snuggies?” he smirked. “Oh, I think you’ll like this one. So, once I pop poz and before I go on meds, how would you like to watch me knock up some guys? I’m thinking maybe like a nice, dumb 18 year old high school jock. Get him good and pregnant before his college career?” “Am I answering your question?” he asked, as his cock rapidly started swelling in my soon to be destroyed (again) ass. And then we kissed. And five very positive years later, we’re still kissing.

I have never thought I would touch drugs as a teen. DARE convinced both my parents to ensure that I never got in the wrong crowd and that I'd get the best education they could afford. It came to no surprise that my effort in undergrad wasn't in vain when I finally got accepted to do my masters at NYU. Growing up in the midwest, the only time I've been to New York was on a school trip in high school. Statue of Liberty, Rockefeller, and all that. Back then, I didn't have the time to fully explore the city. Plus, I was still closeted. That was 8 years ago. Now I'm 24, and I'm finally here again with the freedom to actually be myself. In Minneapolis, being gay wasn't an issue, but it was less talked about or expressed more. Maybe it's a Minnesota thing but it always made me feel restricted in a way. My parents know my sexuality and they hope I would bring a boy home for Christmas but honestly, they don't know how none of that cookie cutter gay lifestyle was what I wanted. I was into a lot of weird form of pornography, especially the fetish category with a mix of old/young and bdsm. My desire was pure gay sex. It has to always be bareback if not I wouldn't get hard. Before you wonder, I am not a virgin. During sophomore year, I would frequently rent a room by a roadside motel and get bred by random truckers who had to make a stop and never did I once had a rubber on. I also had my fair share of married dudes who loved to get a piece of a college boy's ass. I got tested frequently and so far, I've never had any problems. As a 5'10, 188lbs well shaped white guy, I wouldn't say I stood out but it was easy to get dicks in MN. Not in NYC though. I'm at most a 6 despite going to the gym quiet often. The guys here frequently keep their hair cut and body shaved and was always impressing each other. It felt clique-y, but I didn't mind because I eventually found mine. The third week I settled in the city, I told myself I would go to The Eagle. Typical. I couldn't resist. It was a Friday night and I finally got my first draft title approved. I had a pint of Budweiser as I scanned through the room eyeing on the countless of beautiful men that could just plow me right now. I was only wearing a leather pants and a black t-shirt with a sports jock. The shirt hugged my body evenly to reveal the nipple piercing I got when I first landed here. It still hurt but it felt great. Slowly, I was building myself in this city. Halfway through my beer, a 6'1 tall man, around 240lbs with a heavy built and striking middle eastern feature came up to me with a drink. House cocktail he told me. We cheers and I introduce myself. He was only wearing a tank top with a pair of black jeans. His arms was furry as the beard covering his face. His ears were pierced and so was his gaze on me. "Thanks, I'm Chris." "Isaac. Are you new here?" From then we hit off. I gave him the usual story that he must have heard from other twunks like me that came to NY. He told me he grew up in Michigan and moved to the city in the 90s. He was 54 years old but I wouldn't say he's a day past 40. Not a strand of white hair. All black and curly. His chest hair was revealing from his cleavage and I couldn't stop but to just stare in intervals from it to his hazel eyes, him never breaking eye contact. It was hypnotizing talking to him. Slowly, I was beginning to slur my words and I didn't realize how strong the drink was. Isaac convinced me to go to the dance floor and we both began to explored our bodies as the music played. Isaac then made the first move and kissed me, holding my face with his calloused palms and playing with my tongue with his. I felt a piercing on his tongue and his thick moustache rubbing against my upper lip made me suck his face like a dog with a bone. We were wrestling with our tongue as I let myself loose, thinking to myself how strong the drinks I had were even if there were just a beer and a cocktail. Strange I thought. I was lightheaded and my body was warm but it felt right to be engulfed in Isaak's arms as the second beat dropped and everyone in the club gyrating against each other. He made sure to never lose sight of me even though we got cut by some other guys. Next thing I remembered, I was carried by one of the bouncers and Isaak was waiting outside. "I think play time's over for him. Are you sure you two are gonna be okay?" Isaak then told the bouncer that he's fine and that he'll take me back to my place. Isaak asked me if I wanted to go to his instead since it wasn't too far. I nodded. Once we reached his place, I threw myself on the sofa. Isaak lived in a loft with ceiling to floor windows and everything out in the open except for his bathroom. There was a sling placed next to his bed and a drawer with a dog hood mask in black on top. Embezzled on the collar are some studs. From across the room I tried to form a conversation with Isaak, telling him how kinky he is. As I rambled, Isaak was taking out different kind of glass pipes and tools from the wardrobe. He had a butane lighter and a gas mask that had tubes. He also changed to a pair of chaps exposing his 8 inch dick and solid formed ass, perfectly framed. He had a harness on and he tied his hair into a bun. Despite being inebriated, I was slowly getting hornier. Isaak came up to me and took my clothes off, putting me in a leather jock and a pair of leather sandals with clips, tied securely around my legs. He also put on a pair of leather armbands on me, highlighting my biceps. Finally, he instructed me to breathe slowly as the gas mask was put on me. "Now let's walk slowly to the sling, Chris. Or boy, what do you prefer?" "Boy is good, daddy, I mean sir" "No no boy, daddy is perfect. I'm not going to hurt you." I couldn't remember how I was placed onto the sling, it felt as if I was floated onto it. My feet were shuffling, but I couldn't seem to recall. I could see Isaak through the lens of the mask as the lights in the room dimmed to dark red, resembling the bar we were at. This time, slow techno played and Isaak told me to breathe in regularly, and take the smoke all in. In his hand, he was lighting one of the glasses to release smoke that was then being fed onto the tube to my mask. I breathed in and tasted a weird chalky substance, jolting from the sling and finally being lucid for the first time in the past 3 hours. Everything felt amazing and it felt like sparks was going through my veins. "You like this boy?" I could manage a muffled "Yes, daddy, I feel good." "I know you would. I told you that daddy isn't going to hurt you" After around 20-30 puffs, Isaak finally took off the mask and I finally got to breathe fresh air. My eyes were popping and I couldn't help but to moan as if there was something in my throat. My limbs were still restrained and I could only move my head as I felt beads of sweat perspiring out of my pores. "We talked a lot about what your fantasies are, right boy? Your interest in a different side of sex. No vanilla, just pure men on men fuck." Shit, did I? I couldn't tell. I was talking a lot to Isaak when I first met him, seeing that he was the first and only person at the bar showing some form of interest in me. "Unlike other college boys and fags your age I find every year, you're a bit different, boy. You know why? Cause you said you only bareback. And that you're not on PreP. You're into the risk. Why?" "Because I want to be free." Never have I ever come up with a reason as to why I love it bare. It's true. I wanted to be free. As cliché as it sounds, I am not like most guys my age. I know there are who think like me, but we're rare. Extremely rare. And sought for by guys like Isaak because we appreciate the true value of men on men sex. Skin on skin. Pure lust. "Free in what sense, boy?" "I don't know, I don't care, I just want to not worry bout whether I'm going to catch a disease or die, I'm ready any day, daddy. As long as I'm able to fuck and get fucked bare, that's all that matters. A man's seed in me, mine in his. It's nature." "You're quiet the talker, aren't you boy?" I really was. Years of suppressing my desires and being barred from exploring my identity has culminated in me being spun in a midtown loft revealing my darkest desires. "I knew your pussy is meant to be bred and pozzed when I noticed how you couldn't take your eyes off my chest. Especially this," Isaak circled his right pec to show a bio hazzard tattoo. Now I remembered what it was that I couldn't stop starring at. Behind those bushy pecs, there was a patch of the symbol, all mighty in it's glory. "I can give you one too, you know, but maybe not on your tits, don't want to steal the attention from this" Isaak then pulled on my nipples with the piercing, sending me to screams of pleasure, as the smoke I inhaled had only inhibit any pain I could feel. "You're a very well behaved boy, aren't you Chris?" "Yes, daddy, I am." "I'm really lucky that I found you tonight, you know. I haven't had a boy in so long..." Isaak held my head as I fixed my eyes on him while he explained to me that he wanted a sub to train, someone to serve him like Yannick, his ex-lover who left the sex and party scene they were in to live in Portland. He continued to tell me about Yannick, how piggy he was and how one day he just stopped being the bitch he wanted. How he started to take meds and how there was no goodbye from him. Retelling this story suddenly made Isaak angry and suddenly, he started to get rough with me. "But I can tell you're a better cumdump fag than he is, right, boy?" He shouted as he cling his hands onto the chains holding my limbs. "Yes, daddy, I'm never going back. Only for you." I can't believe what I was saying. It was true though. I will prove to him that I can be better than Yannick. He placed his palms on my chest and slowly brushed it, inspecting my body before telling me that I require a shave. Before leaving to get his equipment, the gas mask was put back on and the next thing I remembered was the feeling of a blade against my asshole and some shaving cream. I hear the blade cut through my pubic hair, my legs, and finally my head. Only my eyebrows were spared. As this happened, Isaak was also inserting his fingers into my hole, telling me that I'm going to feel better than before. I wasn't sure if it was the shaving cream he was putting into me, but I felt a sudden burning sensation in my hole and next thing I know, my ass was dilating to suck in more of his fingers. I felt as if I needed to have something in me, however big or long it was. It was a new need that Isaak had unlocked in me. I couldn't resist but to beg him. "Please fuck me daddy, put anything in me, I need it please." I repeatedly said, without any pause. I just begged him in all kinds of ways. I was moaning, I was insatiate without anything in me. "Be patient now boy, it's coming." He walked to the drawer and took out a string of beads, each bead increasing with diameter, the smallest as big as a tennis ball. With each bead in me, I felt complete. When it was all in me, I could only let out a sigh of relief. "Now you're going to enjoy this." Isaak pulled the strings out, with each beads at a faster pace, leaving me moaning in pleasure. My hole then felt empty again. "We're going to keep you quiet a bit with this bad boy here." A butt plug the size of a Campbell Can was then inserted in me and again, I felt complete. I was slowly breathing now, appreciating the massive anchor in my orifice. "You seem to like my special lube, don't you boy?" "Yes daddy, what is it?" "What you're smoking, mixed with Aloe Vera gel. Excellent combo." Not have I only smoked Meth, I've also had it shoved in my ass. I didn't see my third week in the city to turn out like this but I have no regrets. I finally found my purpose and am no longer ashamed of my desires. If this is what drugs feel like then I have been missing out on a lot. Isaak then left the sling and came back with a standing mirror, placing it diagonally from me to let me see myself. I was unrecognizable. Not a strand of hair on me. "You had to be shaved because you're going to get inked up really good, boy. It'll be worth it." I was then rubbed with a towel and slowly moisturized by daddy. I didn't even notice the buttplug was still in me as it felt so right to have it there. Isaak took me off from the sling and showered me, kissing me in between, telling me that I will get his cock soon. As we showered, I could only feel his hard pierced shaft resting on my back while he massaged me. He also had a Jacob's ladder which contained different quartz on each head. Breathtaking. After the shower, Isaak showed me a cage behind his bed that had a futon. He instructed me to now wear the pup hood and that my lesson is already starting. Unlike other set ups I've seen in porns, his seems to be comfortable, with velvet pillows. However, my original buttplug was then replaced by a tailed one and I was wearing knee pad to crawl for the rest of the night. "You will learn how to be a pub from 4 AM to 10 AM, then we'll extend the hours more. You're not just my pup, or my sub, you're my boy." I don't care what research I had planned to do that weekend for my thesis, Isaak's loft was my new home. I slept comfortably in my set up, with the hood and the tail in me. I see myself in the mirror from time to time in the cage, waiting for daddy to feed me but all I had was a bowl of water. Funnily enough, I wasn't even hungry, just thirsty. "Drink up, boy, you're going to need this a lot." I rested in the cage til the sun came up and by 10, Isaak let go of my restraints and only with my jock, we rested on his bed as he circled his finger on my hole. "Soon you'll get my cock, boy.. soon. Make the most out of the anticipation..." Despite us being together for the past 12 hours, never once did I had a chance to taste him or let his shaft in me. How potent it would be in my guts, converting me into part of his clan. I wonder how Yannick must have felt. Isaak then jumped from the bed and turned me on all fours. I was rimmed for the first time. Each nerve around my hole felt the caress of his tongue, penetrating in and out as the piercing popped in and out of my hole. How long his tongue was, slurping through every corner of my ass that he now calls cunt. I was shivering and couldn't believe it. He was devouring me as if it was his last meal. I could only maintain murmurs and moans as he rimmed me. "More of this coming soon. Let's go for your tattoo session now, boy. And let's try a different outfit." This time, bald and with my muscles being highlighted due to the lack of hair, I was wearing a pair of gym shorts with a fresh jock and a white tanktop. I had knee high socks and a pair of joggers that Isaak picked out. I looked as if I just came out of a football practice. Isaak on the other hand, had a baseball cap and a collared sports shirt. Now I see. He was coach and I was his boy. We paired perfectly to go about town. "First stop is the tattoo shop. Shall we?" Walking through midtown, with people starring at us felt amazing. We were well built, dressed in sports attire you'd find at a local high school, all tight and ready for the day. Isaak had his hand on my ass throughout the walk, squeezing it to remind him its his and sliding his finger in my hole from time to time. Making me lick his finger after when we cross at every intersection was his way to further entice me. We reached an alley that had a backdoor that lead to a basement. An neon sign had been hung at the door. X's Piercage & Tattouage. Entering, we had to walk through a hallway of fluorescent lights, and when we finally reach the end of it, we entered to find an industrial style kind of tattoo parlor with peculiar chairs. "This is Chris, guys. He's going to be my new boy." The two men who I gathered were Al and Vance, glanced at me and smirked, passing a remark to Isaak, Vance said "How long is this one going to last then huh, sak'? Is he, the next Yannick as you would say? Or the previous fags you've brought were never enough.. or right?" "I think they were never right. Are you goldilocks then?" Al asked facing me. "No I'm Chris." They both including Isaak laughed and consequently, Isaac cut his laughter to put his hand firmly on Vance's shoulder to say, "Don't mention that name again. Isn't it tired, making the same old joke all the time? What about you Vance? Where's your bitch? Oh yeah, stationed in Afghanistan or god knows where. And Al, does your wife still not know that you suck Vance's dick on the side or has she already forgotten about the buttplug in your shoebox?" Vance just chuckled while Al gave Isaak a side eye. "So what are we doing today?" Vance asked. "Well Vance, I think Chris has potential. Even more than the previous boys. He hasn't said No so far and he takes Tina like he's her long lost gay best friend. He didn't mind the shave, and now I think it's time to get some work done on him. The tits were already there, so you know he's open to more." "I can give him a guiche piercing today, and maybe a lorum one too. I don't think a PA would suit him." Al said as he began to go through his tools. "Now let me see your body" Vance held me and I could feel how soft his hands were. "Get on the chair now and make yourself comfortable." From what I gathered, the chair he was referring to seemed like a fuck bench that was upholstered in leather. It was platformed and I had to be on all fours. I was then secured again on each limbs. I guess this is something I had to get used to. Vance then began tracing on my back, while Al took out a pair of calipers to plan his piercing. Isaak then asked, "You want to get a new piercing, boy?" "Yes." "The ones Al said are good?" "Yes." Isaak then nodded to Al. The procedure was quick and numb. I now had an additional piece of metal in me. The coolness from the metal only made electrified me more. "So what are we doing on the permanent etch a sketch today?" "I have some ideas.." Isaak told Vance. I looked up to the display showing Vance's screen that Isaak was now using. Windows of traces and drawings of Barcode that signify Isaak owning me, logos of biohazard and scorpions, additional symbols drafts on my right ass cheek, slideshows pass and finally Isaak told me that sine we're starting slow, let's not do much. With that, Isaak pasted an outline of a barcode written ISAAK's BOY in between behind my neck. On my waist, where the band would usually cover, a stencil of the stencil "No loads refused" was put. "That will do for now." Isaak said as Vance started to rev up the ink machine. I couldn't wait to see how I looked like next. /To Be Continued/

My name is Merk, I am 18 years old and until recently I have never had sex. My parents brought me up in church and kept me on a tight leash but once I turned 18, they pushed me out of the house and helped me get an apartment. They said that is what parents do for their kids. They would only pay for college if I went to a religious school. I chose community college and took grants and loans so I could afford it. I got to explore a lot with my classmates, and I was learning new music and even watched porn for the first time. I had made friends with a gay guy who was dating, and older guy and he had invited me out one evening and I joined not knowing what was going on, but Jess was funny, and he always made me laugh. Jess texted me the address and I made my way to his Boyfriends home and knocked, and this tall guy answered the door, and he was very attractive, Jess had told me he modeled, and I could see why. He invited me in and told me that Max would be down in a minute, and he introduced me to Dirk a friend of his also a model. He was all and good looking, more manly than Max’s boyfriend he looked Greek. The guy was very good looking also, I was suddenly uncomfortable, it suddenly felt like a date. My friend Joey came down and I pulled him aside and he swore it was not a date and that this tall model was a bi friend of his boyfriend, and he had no idea he was going to be staying over. He told me I had nothing to worry about since he said, the guy had a model girlfriend back home. I was sill a little uncomfortable but decided to go and have fun. We went to dinner and laughed and joked and had a great time and Joey’s boyfriend paid for it all. We went to a bar and had some drinks and played a game at the back table at the bar. It was a drinking game and each of us put a dare in and when you lost the bet you had to draw from the papers we had written on and put in the pile. I had written for you to kiss the guy to your right. I was sitting left of the Greek model and thought I would be safe since my friend Joey was beside me. Joey had written to kiss the guy on his right hoping to kiss his boyfriend. I pulled and almost put it back because it had kissing in, and I knew I was safe, but it was not in my handwriting, and it said right not left. I blushed and read it out loud that I needed to kiss the Greek God and before I could even move, he leaned in and kissed me. He was a heavy kiss and I thought it was a lot longer than it should have been and the more he kissed me I liked it. He broke off and said next and he put his hand on my leg. I felt like I should move it, but I did not and continued to play the game. So here I was in a bar with three guys, and it had to be a gay bar since guys were holding hands and all. Joey and his boyfriend said they had to get piss and left me with Acostus as he introduced himself to me. He picked up the piece of paper and leaned in and kissed me again. Deeper than before as he held my body. When he broke off the kiss, he guided me out of both and walked me out to the front of the bar and hailed a cab and we got in. I had no idea where we were going but he kissed me again and pulled me into him and held me till we got to his hotel and we wen tup to his room. I hesitated to go inside but he kissed me and pulled me into the room. I knew I should leave but he made me feel so good every time he kissed me, and he just started taking my clothes off. I went to stop him, but he kissed me and moved my hands away and continue to unbutton my jeans and push them down and unbutton my shirt and push it back and it fell off me. I was soon standing in my socks and underwear. He pulled off his shirt to a hairy chest and stomach that was totally defined and muscled and as I looked down his underwear were so full, and I could see the outline of his dick. It looked huge. I was shaking as he rubbed his hands on my skinny lean body and then he slides my underwear down and my dick was rock hard all 7” of it. He again leaned down and kissed me as he cupped my balls and dick and held them, and he lifted me up and placed me on the bed and leaned down and swallowed my dick whole and began to suck my dick and I could not help but moan and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. It was not long, and I spurted in his mouth, and he swallowed me and then came up and kissed me and held me on the bed and slipped off his underwear and I felt his big dick right against my back. He began to kiss my neck and then whispered that we should take a shower. When we got in the shower, he had a bag hanging from the shower and with a long nozzle, before I could ask, he kissed and turned on the water. When we broke the kiss, he turned me around and cleaned my back and then began to rub my ass and then my hole. It was slick and he slipped a finger in me, and it made me jump and he pulled me back and slide the nozzle from the bag in my hole and water began to fill up my hole and he kissed my neck and when he slid out the nozzle, he said hold I baby. I did and he turned the shower off and then dried me off and lifted me on the toilet set and left the room and I let out all that water and shit also came out. I was a bit mortified and then he came back and told me I was a good boy and he cleaned up my hole let me to the bedroom and gave me a drink. I soon became dizzy, he brought me back to the bed and kissed me all over and then rolled me over and ate my hole. I moaned and loved it and could not believe how amazing it felt even though I was only half there. He slide his finger and then another inside me and then I felt something sharp and a minute later heat throughout my body and he really began to play with my hole and he had three fingers inside me and I started to get loud so he stopped and I thought maybe it was over but he slide a ball gag in my mouth and then began to rub his big dick on my hole and before I knew better he pressed it against my hole and pressed inside me as I screamed into the ball gag. His dick was so big, and my ass hole was so small, it still hurt even though he had drugged me up. Tear were forming and running down my face and I screamed but it was so muffled no one could hear. He hit the tv and made sure of it and continued to pummel my ass and I hard him groan and he came in me. It was the first time I even thought about a condom after he had already cum inside me and pulled his dick out. He left me there with the ball gag in and when I went to take it off, he made a noise and said no. I put my hands back and he soon tied them so I could not do that again and a few minutes later he got back in place and fucked me for another twenty minutes and shot another load inside me. He used me three times like that before he took the ball gag off and gave me something to drink. I was so thirsty, and he pulled out a massage table and he put me up on it and began to massage my legs and back and then my ass. He slides something else sharp inside me and I got warm again and then after ten minutes he brough me back to the bed and spooned me and he slide his big dick back in me and I took him and began to moan. That night I took five loads and in the morning we both got up and showered and he ordered room service and we had breakfast. He wrote his number and told me to text him at 2 and he would know when he was going to be off work. Fuck, did he think I wanted more of this. He practically raped me last night and I let him. He made out with me again and then pushed me out the door and I left and ordered an uber and went home and crashed, I was tired and sore but horny. I started to jack off and I remembered Cumming while he fucked me without any hands. Fuck does that mean I liked it. No, I quickly said to myself. I felt my hole and it was still wet and I jacked off and shot a huge load and feel asleep and woke up late afternoon around 11 to a text from Acastus telling me to be at his hotel at 3 PM and I did not respond. I was irritated that he was telling me to do anything. Another text that said babe. Please come to the hotel, I have a surprise for you. I responded that I would be there. I slept till two and then got up and showered. I walked to the Drug store and got an enema and cleaned out before I arrived and then headed over to his hotel. I knocked on his door and he opened it, he leaned down and kissed me as he closed the door. I loved how forceful he was as he made out with me, and he pulled my shirt off and dropped my shorts and lead me to the living room and that is when I found out we were not alone. Two guys were in the living room sitting on the coach and watching porn. Straight porn of all things. The one guys spoke up and said welcome cutie, he was grey haired, and he said this is my son Adam and I am Scott. Acastus slapped my ass and said introduce yourself boy and tell them what you like. My name is Merk I said and then I hesitated and another slap, I like to suck dick, kiss and get fucked sir. Scott said good boy. I have had little faggots service my dick when I was in the army and when I was sexless at home, but this is my son’s first time. He is 22 and as you see he has a huge dick. Adam made no eye contact and Scott motioned me over to sit between them. I did and my host left the room and Scott began to make out with me and grabbed my hand and put it on his dick. He had a nice dick probably 8 inches and thick. Adam was thick also and he had to be 10”. The dad pushed my head down after he broke the kiss and had me suck his dick as he played with my hole. He told Adam to spit on it and he spit once, and his dad rubbed it all over my hole and then two more times and then a finger slipped inside and then one more time Adam spit on my hole and then another finger. Scott finger fucked me with his big fingers and opened my hole up and then he told me to suck Adam. I move over to suck that big dick as Scott eat my hole and make me moan and while I was working Adam’s cock Scott slipped in and began to fuck me. I love his thickness and it was hot having Scott explain what was happening. The conversation below: Scott Son, you see how easy it is to get a fag to take your dick? Adam Yea, the fag just gave up his hole for us. Scott They are always ready to fuck and take your load and you can they can hot have your baby. Adam No need for abortions with fag cunt. Scott Exactly, you know how young cunt always think you are too big. Adam Yea, lots of college girls cannot take me Scott Fags are built to take big dick so wait till you get some of this amazing boy pussy. Adam How is this fag dad? Scott, He has one of the best I have had son, want to try it? Adam Fuck yea! Scott pulled out of me, and they traded placed, and I sucked Scott’s dick and while Adam pressed his big thick dick at my hole. He slide in and a little to fast and I jumped, and he pulled out and tried a little different angle and slowly slide his dick into me filling me up and making me moan. This guy was rough, and he fucked my hole deep and I soon began to yelp and whimper, and his dad covered my mouth wish his hand and he told his son to give me my fist load. Adam fucked me harder and after another five minutes of wrecking my hole he started to moan and finally called me a fucking whore take my load and he shot five to seven ropes of cum inside me. His dick flexed each time he shot so I could tell. He pulled out and his dad took his hand off my mouth and pulled my face up and spit in my mouth. Boy, you are just getting started and then Adam brough his wet cummy dick over for me to clean while dad spit on my hole and shoved his dick in me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load. I took another three loads from Adam and four from Scott. The last of his load down my throat as he face fucked me. Then Scott got dressed and Adam lead me back to a room I had not been in. It had a bed and lots of toys and he told me to climb up on the bed and face away from him and he snapped a few pics on his phone and uploaded them and his phone started to go off and he slipped a blindfold on me and got on the bed and guided me on him and helped me lower on his dick. My hole was open now so he slide me right down on his dick and began to slowly fuck my ass and then I heard his phone chime and he grabbed it and text back and he pulled me down and held me. When he grabbed me, I thought he was going to kiss me, I wanted to kiss him and then I heard the door to the room and someone undressing. The guy got on the bed and slapped his big dick on my back and then lubed up and Adam grabbed my head and wrapped his hand around my mouth as the guy jabbed and pressed his big dick against my filled hole and finally hit the right angle and his dick had started to press in and I felt like I was being slit in two. Even with the hand over my mouth you could hear me in the next apartment. I have never made that noise before as the new guys stretched my hole and pressed deep, he had to be as big as Adam and soon my hole had been fully penetrated, and they both let me breath and try to get used to being so fucking full of dick. The guy behind me sprayed something on a rag and slipped it in my mouth and I blacked out. It was impact and they both began to fuck me and when I came back, they had loosed me up and the guy who had surprised me and I had no idea what he looked like said fucking whore, take my load. You are one nasty fag as he pulsed his cum into me. He grabbed me and pulled my head back and sucked on my neck and gave me a hickey. Then he slowly pulled out as his dick got soft and Adam said one down. Holy fuck I thought, no way I can take more. The guy who had just cum spit on my back as he got ready and then left and I was there with Adam wanting to say I was done but Adam finally pulled me to him and kissed me. When the kiss broke, he said, you will be a good faggot for me won’t you. I said yes, without thinking and then I heard the door and Adam whispered, you promised now. The guy got on the bed just like the other guy had but he tossed something to Adam, I could not tell what it was but then he shoved it in my mouth and fastened it around my head. I later looked up what it was, and he had put a ball gag in my mouth. I tried to say something, but you could hardly hear anything coming up and what did was garbled. That is when the other guy handed Adam some popper and he put them under my nose and made me inhale and after four hits I was flying and the guy behind lubed up his dick and pressed it against my filled anus and he said, fuck we have a tight one bro. He worked my hole for several minutes and finally popped past my ring, I arched up in pain and tried to scream but it was no use, the guy behind me pressed me down and Adam wrapped his arm around my chest and held me. The guy inched his way inside me and slow fucked me for five minutes and then picked up the pace and fucked me hard for another five and shot his load inside me. He left his dick inside my battered hole and started to pull out once he got soft. He told Adam that his was the best hole so far. Fuck they had done this before, I thought I was his first. Here I was with the ball gag still in my mouth and cum in my ass and Adam told me he had shot his load in me too. He pulled out and I though it was over. He grabbed my hands and tied them together and then fastened them to the headboard and told me he would be back. He hopped up and got in the shower and the other guy left. My anus hurt and I had no idea why he had me like this it was truly fucked up. Then I head the door, there was a guy behind me. I turned to see who it was, but I could only see a shadow and then I heard him drop his pant and get up on the bed. He fingers felt my ass and then fingers started to finger me two at first and then three and finally four. He pulled them out and pressed his fat dick against my hole and I swear I felt as full as Adam and the last guy. The guy fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me. He said nothing and left; I was sore after he was done. Adam came out of the shower and told me it was time to get cleaned up and that did well. He told me he would be in the living room as he took off my ball gag and untied me. He told me one of the guys cancelled so I would not be able to enjoy him until next time. I thought to myself, fuck there will not be a next time but did not say anything and went and showered and then came out in my towel. Adam handed me my clothes and said to get dressed. I slowly got dressed but noticed that my keys and wallet were missing. I walked into the living room and Adam said ready? I asked him if he wanted me to follow him, Adam grabbed my hand and told me and lead me out not saying a word. We got to his truck, and he said hope in Fag boy. What the fuck was it with everyone calling me a fag. I got in and when he was settled in the driver’s seat, I asked him where we were going. He said, home boy. I said my place, no little fag our home. I was puzzled but did not say anything. We arrived we went into this place it was one of the nicest places I had ever been. The furniture and décor was amazing. He asked me if I wanted something to drink and I said yes. He went to the kitchen and brought me back a drink and we talked for a couple minutes, and I suddenly became very sleepy and dozed off. While I was knocked out, he carried me down to the basement and put me in my room. It was more like a cell. It had a sink, toilet and shower but it had bars like a prison cell. He undressed me and put a cage on my dick and left me on the mattress to sleep. When I woke, here I was naked and a metal contraption on my penis in a cage. He left a note, when you wake take a shower and clean out your pussy fagboy. You have a date tonight. On the other side of the shower, you have clothes for your date. I showered and cleaned up and cleaned out. The shower had a wand for that. I dried off and I found a jock, tight shorts and a tight t-shirt and a pair of flip flops. I got dressed and waited and almost wanted to cry. Adam came and unlocked the cage, and I was excited if the date was with Adam. We went up stairs and Adam made me a drink and told me to drink it and I gulped it down and as we waited, I started to feel calm. The doorbell rang and I heard muffled discussion, and then I heard the guy say, let me see the merchandise. He entered, tall guys late 30’w early 40’s with an average face blonde hair and well bult. He turned to Adam and said that the pictures were accurate, and the boy will do. Here is the money, a thousand dollars and I will have him back in the morning. No fucking way, Adam was pimping me out. I stood up but had to sit back down because I was dizzy. The guy picked me up and put me over his left shoulder and carried me out to his van. He opened the back and there was a seat in a wood box, and he set me in it and fastened my feet and hands to the legs and arms and then closed the doors. He took off minutes later and we drove for a couple hours and finally arrived at an old house with a huge metal building behind the house. He left me in the van, and I could hear voices and then he came and opened the door and unfastened me and carried me again to the metal building in back. Once in the building he brough be over to a table and put a hood on me. It only covered my mouth and head, but my nose and mouth were visible. I now could not see at all. He turned up some music and guys came in. Here I was in the middle of no where and blindfolded. The guy unzipped his pants and pushed me to the ground and slapped my face with his big soft dick and I opened my mouth and the put his fat cock I my mouth and I sucked him and as he grow, I thought I would jack him to help him cum, but he pushed my hand away and said no hands fagboy. He began to fuck my throat and I put my hands up to resist the depth he was fucking my throat and he pulled out and gave me a break. I see you need to learn to listen, he grabbed my hands and tied them behind my back and said, when I say no hands: I mean no hands. He forced my mouth open and fucked my throat and made me gag and vomit a few times. He did not seem to mind, he seemed to like it he enjoyed because he told me I was a good boy every time it happened. He used my throat for twenty minutes like that and when I had sufficiently opened my throat, he shot his load down my throat. He pulled out and told me I was good fag boy and that I would get better at that before the party. He then cleaned up my face with a towel and lead me to a side room and attached a clasp to my left angle that was attached to a chain. He left my hands tied behind my back. I cried as I slowly walked and tried to find a place to sit. I had just found a spot when the door opened, and some guy walked in and spoke. Nice, that is all he said, and he walked over to me, and he too slapped my face with his big fat dick, and I sucked him, and he was not as thick, and I was able to take him better, but he still made me gag and choke on his dick. I did not vomit but had dry heaves twice and twenty minutes later he came down my throat. This happened two more times while I was in there. The next guy only made me gag and choke and the final guy I was able to deep throat and although I struggled for air with him, I had opened my throat enough to give him a great blow job. He said as much when he came down my throat. He left and I was still in the room with my hands behind my back. Ten minutes later and another guy came in and he cleaned me up and pulled off my shorts and untied my hands and took my shirt off. He left the jock on me, and he felt my cage and had to pull down my jock enough to see it and he said, that loos great on you. The guy was kind and he felt me all over and made me tingle and then he leaned in and kissed me, and I made out with him. He then turned me around and pressed me up on all four and at my hole. I was moaning and rubbing the cage, but my cock was not getting hard. He ate me for what seemed like fifteen minutes and then he helped me up and pushed on my shoulders and force his long thin dick in my mouth and fucked my throat and came in three minutes. He leaned in and kissed me again and then said, do not tell anyone I did this. I never at your beautiful ass, I never kissed, and I never fucked your face. Got it kid? The guy who paid for me came in and took my chin off and led me to a bench and helped me up and on and pushing me where I needed to go, and I was finally on it, and he fastened my legs first and then my arms and told me the fun was about to start. He whispered in my ear that he had just sent my boyfriend more money for a second night. Fuck, this fucking blows just as someone else came up and spread my ass cheeks and dove in and ate my hole. He ate my hole for five minutes and then pressed his big dick in me and fucked me till he came. I have no idea how many guys fucked me, I lost count after 20. I had swallowed at least that many loads. I have no idea if they all fucked me once or some breed me more than once. I only knew I was so fucking tired, and my hole was flooded, and I had a bit of an upset stomach with all that cum I had swallowed. The guy who rented me took me back to the room after he was finished unfastening me and told me that I did good tonight. Your boyfriend is a lucky guy. He made me pay more for you the second night. You are worth it. With that he took my hood off and leaned in and kissed me and made out with me and he positioned me ass up on all fours on the mattress he brough in and told me to stay just like that. He left and minutes later the guy who and taken care of me before came in and began to eat my hole and suck the cum out. It felt so good he fucked me after 10 minutes and shot his load inside me and made me clean off his dick. Now that I could see the guy, he had to be mid 50’s skinny and not very attractive. He got in the bed nest to me after he was satisfied and told me to sleep, I would need it. I had no idea what he meant; I was so tired I just dozed off to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night and needed to piss, so I woke the old man and asked him to take off my cage and he told me just got in the corner and squat over that hole and piss right there. I said OKAY but take this off and he, I can’t you can piss with it on boy. I went to the corner and let loose, and piss ran out the cage and into the hole just like he said. After I was done, he had me come over and he ate my hole again and fucked me and unloaded one more time. Then he slipped out of the room and left me to sleep. I woke up and had no idea what time it was, but I heard guys talking outside my room. I could not make out what they were saying but then I heard the door and a guy popped in and told me to follow him to the shower, it was time to clean up for the party. He at least took the cage off my dick so I could clean it. I tried to ask the guy what was happening at the party, but he would not say a work and scowled at me and told me to clean up and out. He at least took the cage off my dick so I could clean it. I got in and did while he watched and then he brough me to my outfit. It was a gold singlet with the ass open. I slipped it on, and it showed off my nipples and my ass and the cage he put back on my cock before I slipped into it. I asked him again what was happening tonight and if I could just go home. He laughed and said no boy, you are leased until tomorrow morning. I understand that your reservation can not be extended since you have already been rented out for tomorrow night. My heart sank, how could this be. I must find a way to break out of here. The guy with me lead me back to another room, this was much nicer than where I sept and he told me he would be back. I knew that was my chance and I tried the door, and it was locked, and I tried to open the window, but it was nailed shut and there were bar on the outside. I heard the lock; someone was at the door, and it opened, and a nice-looking white guy came in and handed me a drink and sat with me and he told me to drink it. He took my pulse and told me he was a doctor and he needed to take my pulse, temperature and take some blood. I began to relax after drinking this funny tasting punch and then the thermometer, clasp for drawing blood and the needle and I looked away and then he said that was all done and he unclasped the band around my arm and my heart began to race and I coughed three times. Later I founds out he had slammed me, but I had no idea at the time what my body was doing. I began to get horny and needed attention. I began to rub my nipples and my cage, and the Doctor leaned in and replaced my hand on my nipple and rubbed it and then leaned in and nibbled, licked and sucked on it and I could do is moan. He turned me around and ate my hole and I could not resist moaning and begging him to fuck me. I could not believe I want it so bad, he pulled down his pants and I could see he had a long thick dick. He lubed it up and my hungry hole and he slide in slowly and fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. He slide a plug inside my hole and told me that the fun would be begin soon. He leaned in and kissed me. He then whispered in my ear. Boy, I get to take you home after the party. We are going to have a great time. The Doctor started to leave but before he could I reached out my hand to try to keep him with me and he held my hand and told me he would be back as he pulled his hand away from me. Twenty minutes later the door opened and a built older guy in a harness came in and picked me up and carried me to a different room in the warehouse. He blindfolded me and placed my wrist in restraints and called out, he is ready. It was not more then two minutes and I felt hands on me, lots of hands and guys started to suck my nipples and one spread my cheeks and ate my hole. Soon they loosened my hands from above my head and one of the guys bent me over and slide his big dick inside me. The guys were talking to each other, how is that young hole? One of the guys said, Fucking beautiful and tight still. They traded off and all their dicks were so big. Many of them kissed me and one of them whispered in my ear. You the slut we purchased, if you want more of our big dick look us up. We are the 69 group. All of us are 60 or older and hung 9 inches or more. Young sluts love us. They continued to fuck me for another two hours and one by one they disbanded. The guy who whispered wrote the group name on my chest so I could get in touch with them before being the last to depart. The guy who led me there came and took me back to the showers and told me to clean up the get ready for the Doctor. He was coming to pick to pick me up. I got ready and before long the doctor was there, and he waited for me to get dressed in a tight pair of shorts and a t-shirt also tight. He led me outside and he drove back to his place. He kissed me deep once we were inside and he then gave me a drink and I started to get a little dizzy and he helped me out of my clothes and lead me to the shower to clean out. I managed to clean up and out and then he led me back into the living room and put some bareback porn on. Young white guy was being bred by a group of black guys with huge cocks. He was on his phone texting and all I could do is watch this young white dude and all those huge black cocks. I was rubbing my cage and feeling my hole when someone rang the bell and the Doctor got up and answered the door and brough in a tall good looking black man and said there he is. The black guy did not say anything but instead pulled out his long dick and let it hang in front of him as he walked toward me and it swung, it is all I could look at and when he got close, I picked it up and lifted it to my mouth and began to suck on that big dick as it grow in my mouth. He began to moan and tell me I was a good white slut. Soon he was hard and thick a full 10 inches. He said boy, it is time for me to try out your pussy. If I approve you get more, if you cannot take my BBC, I will be the only black top that fucks you tonight. Do you understand? Yes, I understand I quickly echoed back. He instructed me to turn around and get on all fours and he lubed up my hole and his dick and pressed that fat dick against my hole and slide into me slowly and he got to my second ring easily but did not enter. He pulled out and slide back in but could not enter the second ring and he fucked me hard for another two minutes and his dick popped the second ring and he told me I was a good white whore for BBC, and he held there and sent a group text to his buddies. He fucked me deep or twenty more minutes and then shove his dick deep in me and came past my second ring. Black guys started to come over and the Doctor filmed it all. Each big black cock flooding my hole deeper than anyone had ever been. Once I had taken all seven of the group Dock fingered and played with my hole and then slide inside me and fucked me and dumped a load in me and then we both showered and went to bed. He fucked me three more times that night and, in the morning, and around 8 AM he woke me to shower and at 9 AM sharp I hard a horn and the turned me and told me my ride was here. He led me to the door and kissed me and I did not want to leave. He told me I was work every penny and he would rent me again. I walked out to the care disappointed that he too had paid to be with me. I got in the car with someone I did not know, and the car drove off. We drove for about an our and in a rural area still 30 minutes from the city the car stopped, and I was ordered out of the car. The driver got out he was tall 6’8 200 pounds and he unzipped his pants and pulled out a big dick. He pushed me down and made me suck it and it got thick 8 by 8 so thick. I tried to get It deep in my mouth without hitting it with my teeth, but he was just too big. He pulled me up and pressed my shorts down and lubed my hole and then pressed his dick against my well used hole and even after taking all that dick it hurt. He slide in while I yelped and whimpered and told him he was too big and after bottoming out he held there and let me catch my breath before he tossed some popper and began to slow fuck me. I hit the poppers and tried to relax but he was so big. He was slow and gentle at the very least. I kept hitting the poppers and my hole finally opened enough that I started to moan. He pulled out and stripped my shorts off and my cage. My dick was still soft but so sensitive and he laid me back on the rear seats with the door open and lifted my legs and lined up and pressed his big dick in me and as he picked up the pace my dick began to get hard and after ten minutes, I was rock hard. He fucked me for ten more minutes before I cam without touching my dick and two minutes later he shot inside me. My dick had shrunk, and he put the cage back on me while his dick was still inside me. He pulled out and told me to get dressed and he cleaned up his dick and put it away and acted like nothing happened and we headed to what I know knew was my owners’ home. I finally came and I was so relieved and wanted this guy to fuck me again as long I can cum like that. I asked him for his number, and he ignored me. When we got to the house, I again asked if he would fuck me again. He said boy, I will but for now you need to get inside. Do not tell your owner I fucked you. I looked at him and told him I would not. I proceeded to walk up to the door and Acostas answered the door and escorted me to my cell down in the basement. He did not welcome me are even kiss me. He just locked the door and told me I was a good boy then left.

A search on this topic showed relatively few threads addressing cock ring preference, not enough to get a sense of the trend of opinion out there. So, poll. Please feel free to expound upon your answers in the responses. Personally, I've worn cock rings for years because I love the way they feel. I'm girthy around the root, so my long-time go-to was a thick chrome donut ring that had weight to it. I couldn't have cared less whether it made my package stand out under my clothes; I'm a total bottom. I'm not going to use the package. More lately, though, I've experienced an issue in that my balls have started wanting to pull strongly backward out of cock rings, and have a tendency to slip out unless the ring is really, really tight. If my cock is completely flaccid, a ring often can't keep them in, which is a problem with the ring on a chastity device as well. So my lovely big chrome ring won't do anymore. I've fallen back to a choice between two or three smaller, thinner steel and aluminum rings, and a leather one that adjusts with snaps. I also have a nice chrome teardrop that nudges my taint, but I haven't put it on since I got my new guiche piercing and I'm afraid they may not play nice together. I've tried various rubber/plastic/silicone types (stretchy and not-so) but have yet to find one that did not a) let my balls slip past and/or b) break. Besides, I started out as a bondage submissive. I like the feel of something that doesn't give. 😉 If anyone has a solution for keeping stubborn balls in place, I'd be interested to hear it. I sometimes use a ball stretcher instead, but it doesn't have the same feel. The most beautiful cock ring I ever saw was hand-carved out of wood. I've never seen another like it.

This last chapter was a little odd, but I'm not here to judge. Just keep going. I want Chuck to pox this kid already.

That's a reasonable distinction to make as well. Though I think if I made friends with someone who'd fucked me casually, and he continued to do so, I'd move him from the "fuckbuddy" category to the "friend with benefits" category.

Sure I would. The sluttier the better. And no problem with showing my face either. I used to have some up on xtube also but of course now gone. There's a couple on another site but some of the others are gone forever.

I have been having a lot of fun since my return. I have been playing one-on-one with a fuckbuddy, I have spent hours getting fucked byy partner in a bathhouse, I have had a couple of threesomes, and I have had a group scene at Steamworks. Last night I went to the Code Red fisting event at Spa Excess, and wow. No sooner did I get set up than I saw a friend joining another guy in fucking someone on a fuckbench. I ended up joining in and we went to my room, the event ending when I got a nice big load. The next person I played with felched me; the next person I played with fucked me with his big thick cock until he came. I did fist one guy, I did fuck another, I did have some nice open-ended play with a bear. I left at 1 in the morning, exhausted. I have to do this again.

Absolutely. Have been, no Idea if anything ever ended up "out there" but I like to think someone somewhere is getting off to me getting reamed and creamed.

I suffer the same problem as ErosWired. Much as I love the big chrome rings, I too find than my balls tend to slip out. I have tried the neoprene/rubber rings but they have a tendency to nip and break the skin. I'll clearly have to look for a different and more practical option. Suggestions please. I like the idea of a ring in carved wood. Sounds very erotic.

To some people it is. To those of us who were breeding and seeding in the 70s and 80s, bareback is the norm. It's only since the AIDS outbreak that a stigma has been attached to it in some quarters. We are doing our best to break that stigma.

A good twink friend from college just found me on BBRT & immediately texted me. Not sure if he's a chaser or chill with it but apparently he at least loves poppers and getting bred by multiple guys at a time.

I would definitely be filmed. I have a ton of videos of me being a slut with some nice tops. I would love to capture getting knocked up if anyone is ready in my area to do it. (Southern Ontario) Thanks

Absolutely I would get bred or breed an ass!

I lost how many times I cum by this story😝 i hope more coming…

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Funny how when we are young, we'll let an old guy stuff a cock into us unwrapped. I went to my first gay bar in Charleston, SC. I sat down and was welcomed of course by an older gentleman named Steve. As I hung out with him, we started chatting and a few beers, next thing you know I'm at his house. We grinded, kissed, and I felt stubble from a man's face for the first time, I was horny. We started pulling each others pants off and shirts, it seemed hot and his cock was a solid thick avg sized dick which pushed through his jeans like a little log. Once naked, I had so much pre cum dripping like honey I instinctively bent over and started sucking his hard cock. Wow. It was wet at the tip and the thought of tasting cum wasn't so bad, next thing I knew, I was on top of his cock, right at my still very tight hole but it seemed as if my ass was lubed but I hadn't done anything to prepare. Steve started to slide in. He began slowly thrusting into me as I pushed down with my hips. I've put fingers and a beer bottle in my ass before at this point but this was different. He got about half way into me and fucking when I asked if he had a bed we could move to. We got to his room, and a laid out on all 4s, like a good bitch and we started the same shit again. Half way in but I kept begging Steve to cum in me. He simply grabbed my hips like I had with women before and began pounding into me until his pubic hair was stopped by my ass. Damn that felt so good. He fucked for at least an hour. Not sure why at the time it took so long, but I suppose 50 something old guys get soft here and there but I was wrong as I discovered. The guy pulled out and came gently outside of my ass without going full orgasm. He would raise his voice for me to not move and a did as he ordered. Feeling his hands massage my ass and my lower back, he waited, then began thrusting again. This happened a few times before the last moment he started pounding my ass quickly and short thrusts and then I knew he was cumming in me. By this time, my legs had slowly given out and I was almost in a prone position with him wiggling and grinding my ass in every direction with his short huffs and sounds of gentle grunts. In any case, Steve fucked me so well, that the next day after getting home, I had a feeling inside of my stomach that hornily ached for him to be inside of me again and relieving himself. This didn't happen as I'll tell in another story what did happen when I met Steve again at the bar by chance. I don't know if Steve is still around but I'll say one thing, the old man could fuck.

Been awhile since I posted this year. Just sent a couple nights in Atlanta and came away with 22 loads for the trip (20 BBC and 2 white). That trip out me at 116 for the year. Am starting to be in Atlanta for work couple nights a month so expect the count to climb, hopefully they will all be BBC. I'd you're in Atlanta and want to breed my holes hmu.

well was at the beach with the partner. He really is not interested in sex much. Went on line and found a hot man. Made some excuse and went to his place. Well we started out by him giving me a slam- .2. Had been some time so it hit me hard and then fucked me and fucked me- telling me he was going to poz me. He shot a huge load up my ass. Left and went to the house where partner was. So in getting ready for bed, put on the pjs and was in the kitchen when I thought I was going to fart but no it was cum so to the bathroom to clean up and was surprised at little cum on my leg and went back to the kitchen and o my god there was huge pile of cum on the floor and quickly cleaned it up. All in all a great day.

South Bend, IN—April, 2021 Don and Reid, the couple who were once ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ and are now finding new joy in playing together, had just gotten their second vaccine shot and wanted to play. Matt, who was last at my house where we broke the bed (that post is here, if you missed it) wanted to be included. As his ass was everyone’s favorite, it seemed logical. We arranged to meet at a motel halfway between me in Michigan and Matt in Illinois. Don got busy and found one more local top—who proved to be my old friend Ryan (who used to blog, as well.) Naturally I packed the sling and set out for a Sunday afternoon of wet sex… We arrive at the same time—I see Matt parking in my rear view mirror. Don has just checked in and texts us the room number. I go up through the lobby with just my bag and then find the back stairs to get the sling up to the room. Matt is busy in the bathroom as Don helps me set up and Reid turns down the bed spreads on the two double beds. We get naked. Ryan has texted he is running a little late. Like true pigs, we don’t wait. Matt kneels on the carpet and takes Reid’s big, thick dick into his mouth. Don and I watch for a second, before Don kneels and does the same for me. He inhales deeply as my Fukd jock is getting wonderfully scented before easily taking me three quarters of the way down. I revel in his prowess with big dick. I fuck into his face and the last of me goes down his throat. He pulls off me and our attention is drawn to the far bed. Matt is on all fours and Reid has his face deep in that fabulous bubble butt. I tell Don to get in the sling—I want to do the same to his ass. But first I answer the door and let Ryan in. We hug and he strips. I kneel and eat Don’s furry butt. Ryan watches, jerking his swelling dick. Soon I stand up and enter Don. I bottom out in his ass just as Ryan feeds him his cock, in that awkward way you do with a sling. I fuck in a nice slow, open-the-chute rhythm. We soon lose Ryan—as he goes to feed Matt his dick, at the same moment Reid is entering Matt’s ass. We can hear Reid’s big balls slapping Matt’s cheeks, which make me speed up my fuck, to match Reid’s rhythm. Everyone is reveling in the wet sounds of sex. I make Don taste his ass on my dick. Reid and Ryan reverse on Matt. Don and I decide to use the other bed, so we can watch Matt get used. He gets on the empty bed, matching Matt’s all- fours stance. I slip my tongue into Don’s well fucked hole. I have always loved the taste of his ass—and he is self lubing like crazy today. I spit and push my cock into him again. Reid stands between the beds, jerking, watching me fuck his boyfriend and Ryan fucking Matt. Soon he taps Ryan on the shoulder—and they change off. I pull out and Ryan takes a brief turn up Don. “You need to fuck this man,” sighs Reid. I replace him up Matt. Matt’s hole is also very, very wet. I fuck a few strokes—pull out and taste his hole—then plow back into him. “Do that again.” It’s Don. He’s is on our bed now. I know he wants to suck my dick with the taste of Matt’s ass (and his) on it. I do as he asks. This time, as my tongue touches Matt’s pucker, Don swallows my wet cock down. I rim until Don pulls off me, then I fuck back into Matt’s hole. Reid is on the other bed, getting head from Ray. Don moves around, coming closer to us. He puts his head on Matt’s back. I know just what he wants. I pull out and fuck his mouth for a moment and then go back to Matt’s ass. Over and over. Again and again. Each time Don’s cock becomes redder and angrier looking. “You need to fuck him now.” “Fuck, yes,” he mumbles. He fucks Matt. Brutally. Slapping his ass as he plows him. I squirm under Matt from the side. I make a passing lick as his jock-strapped dick, but I want Don’s. I move until I can lick the underside of his cock and he plows into Matt. His balls brush my face with each stroke… * We have regrouped. Matt is now the prime focus. He is in the sling. Reid is up him. Ryan and I stand on either side, stroking. Don is on his knees watching his partner’s dick split that hot ass in two. Reid fucks him so hard, I am sure he going to cum—but he pulls our just before he does. Don cleans his dick. I move to go in, but Ryan beats me to it. He fucks a brief time—and then pulls out to let me in. Don cleans Ryan, too. I fuck him hard enough to make the chains rattle. Don licks me clean then stands up to fuck Matt himself. He does—every bit as hard as I did. I go to my knees and clean up Don. “I need to cum,” Reid announces. “But I want him on the bed.” Matt bounces out of the sling and gets on all fours on the closest bed. Reid sinks into that now puffy, open hole. He fucks just a few strokes before he gets off—noisily—in that talented ass. He marinates until Ryan asks to do the same. He sinks into the freshly bred hole and immediately fires off his load. Don has been cleaning Reid’s dick. I clean Ryan. It makes want to fuck. I rail into his freshly spermed out hole. I suddenly shoot—but with no real feeling. Don can tell what happened. He kneels and sucks the three loads out of Matt. He grunts and slobbers into Matt’s spread ass. He stands, enters and fires off his own cock. I go to my knees. I am sure I can cum again. I clean Don in a couple of licks and bury my face into Mark’s dripping ass. Don pushes my face into him—and holds me there. I swallow every drop of the mixed loads that I can. I have no air left in my lungs. Don releases me just in time. I stand up, my beard dripping jizz on Matt’s back, and I shoot again—a true orgasm this time with every nerve on edge. I collapse on Matt’s back as Don licks my balls from behind—ready to felch the moment I pull out…. The original post, with pictures of his hot ass, is here: [think before following links] https://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/07/matt-takes-on-four.html

Amazing i think Katie want to become Poz too

What a silly statement. Government needs to stay out of the sex lives of *consenting* adults. Stealthing is about subjecting someone to a sexual activity to which they did NOT consent. That pushes the activity squarely into sexual assault territory. Now - admittedly - it can be hard to prove crimes involving sexual assault, even more so in cases where the general activity was consensual, but it took a wrong turn (as here). That doesn't mean society has no place doing what it can to prevent sexual assault.

I would be against a law banning stealthing

So I was confessing to my gay brother how much I love to rim--how that sometimes it is even better than fucking. As soon as the words came out, I wasn't sure if I should be confessing this to him. I'm glad I did. On my next birthday he sent me a rimseat...

I'll never forget the first time I decided to take the plunge and try a glory hole. I'd done a bit of under stall play in public restrooms and loved it, but was always afraid of getting caught and arrested. A glory hole seemed safer, but I was still hesitant. Of course, the more I thought about it the stronger the urge got, and eventually I found a CL post by a guy who'd set up a hole in his house. At the time, that seemed crazy! But I was horny as hell and had an excuse to be away from the wife for a while, so I responded, thinking I probably wouldn't actually go through with it or even get a reply. The guy replied. He wasn't too far away. I thought "am I really the kind of freak who'll stick his dick through a hole?" The idea that all I had to do was show up and some guy who knew nothing about me except what my cock looked like would suck me off was surreal. But I was precumming already, and horniness was stronger than fear. I was nervous the whole drive over. As I got out of my car at the address I'd been given and walked around to the back entrance of the house my heart was absolutely pounding. Maybe this was a trick and I was about to be murdered or have my dick cut off by some homophobe. Maybe I shouldn't do this. But the guy certainly saw me pull into his driveway, and probably watched me walk around the house, so I felt committed. The door was unlocked, but walking into a complete stranger's dimly lit house seemed insane. What the hell was I doing? Everything was exactly as it had been described: down a short hallway to a sheet of wood covering the entire hall with a smooth, neatly cut hole. I could see a tiny bit of light through the hole, probably the streetlight shining through the front window. I walked up slowly, heart pounding. This was so stupid. This was so crazy. I wanted this so badly. I unzipped, dropped my pants partially down, and without having said a single word I put my cock through the hole, genuinely worried about what was going to happen next. The moment I felt a mouth all of my fear and apprehension evaporated. There was just pleasure and excitement. I wasn't just getting sucked by another man I didn't even know. I was getting sucked exquisitely. The guy was an artist, playing my cock and balls like a musical instrument. There was probably a steady stream of cum flowing from me the entire time. For a moment I wondered where I should put my hands, but other than that I didn't have a single coherent thought until I felt him swallowing my load, then gently suckling with just the right amount of pressure to bring me slowly back to reality as he milked the last drops. As I zipped up I whispered "That was incredible. Thank you!" and a friendly voice said "Anytime!" I was hooked, but also just getting started. Since then I've sucked and gotten sucked at more holes than I can remember, in restrooms, adult theaters, video booths, homes, and hotel rooms. Whether it's getting a quick blow during lunch or spending a day in a sleazy theater sucking cock after cock, I love it all.

Finding a used condom sounds so hot, imagine the risk it could bring.. makes me soo hard.. i would load it in my ass without hesitation or maybe freeze it for some more fun hehe

I hope this is in the correct location. I've watched this so many times, it has everything i love. [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5a9fbcfbb7126

I have always loved when guys in the porntheatre or bathhouse use the cum from used condoms laying on the ground as lube for fucking my hole. it shows them that I obviously don’t care about status or that they don’t give a fuck what bugs they might be fucking into me. I am just a hole.

I went to the shower, in fact I waddled to the shower, once I was in there and the water was cascading down my body I removed the dildo and cleaned it with the warm soapy water, I touched my hole and it felt as though it was literally gaping open, like all my innards would fall out, it also felt extremely empty, Just then Peter got into the shower with me, he had an object in his hand which he informed me was an anal douche, he filled it then filled me for the first time then told me to sit on the toilet and empty myself, “that’s how to do it every time before sex if you get the chance” he said, “guys will want you to be clean back there but not smelling or tasting of soap, so just use warm water, and you wont always get the chance so do it when you can” What guys, I thought it would be just me and him from now on, I mean ok, so we went a bit wild at that party but that was a one off, and if it is just me and him then maybe I can keep some semblance of my normal life, I can get Helen back, she doesn’t have to know about Peter, that can be my secret. How totally naive I was. When I finished the fourth and last douche, I climbed back into the shower, Peter was still in there, he had watched me this entire time, it was a little embarrassing to say the least, but now he turned me around so my back was to him and he soaped my back and shoulders then held me close and soaped my groin stroking and pulling on me until I shot my load in the tub, and watched it drain away, he moved my hair away from the nape of my neck and kissed me several times on my neck and right ear, gently biting on my ear, it felt so nice, however, he suddenly stopped and got out of the shower, throwing a towel to me and also drying himself off, “come on, we are meeting Tracy at 11:00” “What? Why?” “she thinks its time you got a haircut”, he looked at me, “and I do too” If it had just been Tracy I would have said no, but as my new boyfriend, my new lover wanted it too then I would have it done, I liked my hair as it was, almost shoulder length, but I also wanted to please, I guess my mind was just a cauldron of mixed emotions, unsure of what went on Saturday night, (but having a rough idea), finding out my girlfriend is getting fucked behind my back, feeling the chemical rush that Peter had introduced me too, looking back, it is hardly surprising I was an emotional mess and looking for any life raft to cling too, in this case a life raft in the form of Peter, It never occurred to me that he was taking advantage of my mixed emotions, my naivety and of course at just turned 18, my still raging hormones and that he was cranking that volume up by introducing me to drugs. I got dressed, my hair still damp, when there was a knock at the door, Peter went to answer it and in walked my sister, she looked beautiful as always, but with a sneer on her face as she looked at me struggling to get my socks and trainers on, I couldn’t look her in the eye, I knew she knew what had gone on, “did you guys have a good night?” she asked? “oh yes”, replied Peter, “your brothers a horny little fuck” I stared at him aghast that he would say such a thing in front of my sister, she of course smiled so damn wide “right, come on then, we are going to a friend of mine to get your hair done” Done? Get your hair done? Doesn’t she just mean cut, I’m only getting it trimmed. We traipsed out of the apartment, the three of us and headed down to my sisters car, I was relegated to the back seat, Peter got in the front with Tracy driving and within a few minutes, we had arrived at a hairdressers salon, not a barbers for men but a salon. “we are not going in there are we” I asked? “Yes Tracy replied, I have a friend here who I trust to do your hair right” We walk in and are met by Tracy’s friend, a middle aged woman who I can only describe as having a well-endowed chest, I couldn’t take my eyes off her cleavage. She walked me past a few women getting different hairstyles and indicated for me to sit in the chair, she put a cape around my upper half and even though my hair was wet, she leaned me back onto a sink and washed it, she dried it roughly with a towel then took me to another chair, picked up a hairdryer, this was strange, this was weird, but it also felt nice letting someone else do these things. When my hair was dry, I said to the lady, my sister’s friend that I just needed a trim, and she said, “just leave it to me, Tracy has already told me what’s needed” As she cut my hair her and my sister talked about things that just bored me and so I tuned them out, I then felt the clippers on the side of my head and nearly jumped out of the chair, “I said just a trim” “I told Fiona what cut to give you so sit back down” said my sister, Peter got up from where he had been sitting, “I told you your sister knows best, now stop being such a baby” A half hour later I left the salon, my head shaved on one side, my hair left long on top and down the other side. We, the three of us walked for a few minutes then stopped at a tattoo parlour and my sister led us in “I’m not getting a tattoo, no way” “oh relax cry baby, your not here for a tattoo, not today anyway” As my sister greeted a person in the sop, a big guy covered in ink, and spoke to him quietly, he called to a girl in a hygienist style smock and white trousers, “Take this young lad in, tongue, ears, nipples, Tracy has already chosen these for him” and he gave the girl a tray What the fuck is going on, the girl took me into another room and started work putting things into an autoclave, “Take your tee-shirt off please” “What erm no, I’m not here for” Peter who was stood behind me said “oh come on, its what I asked for, you’ll look so fucking sexy” I went bright red, the young girl had heard everything and was smiling to herself, I was beet red all the way to my trainers I was so embarrassed and as he said it, Peter untucked my tee-shirt and lifted it off my body. The girl told me to sit on a stool which I did and then she set to work, I wont go into details, but when I left, I had a tongue stud fitted which made my speech slightly slurred I guess my tongue had swollen a little, I had a diamond style ear stud in each lobe, and I had a ring in each nipple, apparently, and I had no idea until after it was done but my sister had gone for the 14G size ring, the thickness being 1.6mm which is bigger than a normal starting ring or bar. Either way, I hated the fact that they clearly showed through my tee-shirt anyone walking past could see them. Peter stopped, he turned to my sister and I and said “Right then, I have things to do, I will see you tomorrow” and then he kissed me, full on, in front of my sister and the rest of the street, I had just had my tongue pierced but he didn’t care and sucked on it, there, right there, in front of everyone and I heard an old man walking past say “bloomin shirt lifting poofters, shouldn’t be allowed” and I felt I would die of embarrassment My sister took me home then said she was going out and left, the house was empty, I went to my room and just sat, I took off my tee-shirt I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked like a very effeminate boy, I ran my hands over my body, looking at myself and smiled, I did look sexy, and then I cried, I was so confused, I threw myself on my bed and cried and all the while I had that empty feeling in my arse.

I was finally fisted completely a couple weeks ago - I wish I’d started sooner cuz I loved it. I was at Steamworks in Berkeley, CA, where I had been busy getting bred real nasty and anon at the gloryholes. A good night getting plowed and seeded by 8 anon guys. I finally took a break, very happy and floating a bit, took a few steps and decided I wasn’t ready to go anywhere yet, so I lay myself out on one of the fuck tables, naked, legs spread, with my little pussyhole tingling, gaping, gripping cum and completely exposed to anyone passing close enough to see (it’s very dark back there). I lay there for a few minutes when a hand gently stroked my ass and probed my sloppy little hole with a finger. I gasped with pleasure and arched my back in response, so he put another finger in, and another and another and started stretching my already loose hole. It felt great. He patiently carried on stretching, sliding his hand inside me - a little more each time - interspersed with more stretching and soon was up to and beyond his knuckles, and was getting crazy intense. I writhed like a belly dancer on the table and moaned and pushed back against his persistent ministrations. I don’t know how much time passed while this was going on, band we’d amassed a small, but significant audience watching. I did notice that quite a few were jacking off watching our entertainment. He still pushed into me millimeter by millimeter, and I realized I was moaning loudly and going up on my toes each time he did. Then it changed in one great rush. I gasped and shivered, then I looked back and saw he had his whole hand inside me and was a good 5-6 inches beyond his wrist, and was gently, almost imperceptibly fucking me with his fist. Then he moved just a bit deeper and it was suddenly incredibly intense again. With a “Wow!” I was back up on my toes again. He told me to lay down again and just relax, so I did, and he pulled his arm out of me. I lay there shivering in an amazed near-orgasmic dream state, and I believe I was whispering “oh my god” over and over with an enormous grin plastered on my face. He got up, smacked my butt cheek sweetly, told me “Good girl” and he was gone. I have no idea who he was, but I thank him for doing that. When I rose from the fuck table, I felt what I thought was sweat running off my ass and legs, but then I realized it was cum. I guess a some of those masturbators had taken the opportunity to shoot their loads all over my now- really gaping asshole. I stumbled to the showers and went home shortly after. one thing I noticed right away is that now, when someone fucks me, I have no real problems about being too tight anymore. Spit or lube, and and any cock is an easy entry. Really very cool!

I stood there, not even shocked anymore, just kinda numb, I felt a hand on the back of my neck, “don’t worry sweety, she’s having her fun, you’re having yours” As he pats my behind and walks away to serve someone, I just stand for a few seconds then go back to cleaning glasses like nothing happened. Later that evening as I am finishing cleaning tables, my sister informs me that she and Jon are going for a late drink with Daniel and that Peter will be taking me home that night, to his place, I don’t even argue, I don’t even answer, I just carry on cleaning, I have given up but also, I still feel so empty, I feel like I need something in me. After we have closed I just follow Peter to his car I don’t say anything, he tells me I am quiet but not to worry, Daniel has given him some party favours and I will soon perk up, I know I wont, this is the end of my world, I feel so depressed. What stunned me was that at one point in the evening two women at the bar commented that Peter and I made a good couple at which point he even kissed me on the cheek and had his hand on the back of my neck, his thumb rubbing my neck. I suddenly realised, I had spent almost the entire evening in the bottom bar, a place and a person I had previously actively avoided and now here I was in his car, his hand on my thigh and knowing that before morning he will have used me in ways I never dreamed of and I will have allowed it. We arrive at Peters place and both get out of the car, he walks around to my side and pushes me against the car and kisses me deeply, I feel him sucking aggressively on my tongue, so much so that it hurts, his tongue exploring my mouth whilst his hands one on the back of my head, the other kneading my cock through my jeans “come on lover boy, lets get high and fuck” I follow him to his apartment like I am in a daze and when we get inside he goes straight to the living room and puts some porn on the TV, and then starts to strip, I don’t wait to be asked or told, I just start stripping, I know what is expected of me, he walks towards me and holds my face in his hands lifting my face up to look at him, he tells me to open my mouth which I do, and he promptly spits into my mouth and then again and then a third time, he leans in and kisses me, his cock hardening between us, pushing against my belly, I feel his stubble on my face, I feel his tongue searching my mouth, he moves his head back and closes my mouth and tells me to swallow, I do exactly as I am told as he grins and tells me I am a good boy as he slides his hands onto my shoulders pushes me down onto my knees, I know what is expected and take his now rigid cock into my mouth and begin to suck and lick, I am unsure of what I am doing but think the best way would be for me to do what I know I enjoy Helen doing to me…………………Helen, I think of her now as I am naked and on my knees sucking cock, I imagine her getting fucked by Daniel, I already know he likes to fuck her arse, something she would never let me do, I think of my girlfriend being a dirty slut for another man whilst I am sucking my boyfriends rigid member, twirling my tongue around the head of his 7 inch cut cock………………………Oh my god, did I just think of Peter as my boyfriend? Maybe he would better be described as my pimp as I know that at the party I was used by more than one man, or maybe it is my sister who is my pimp and Peter is just one of my customers? I notice as my head is bobbing up and down that Peter has a tattoo on his belly, just above his groin, I have seen the same design on the photo that Daniel sent to Helen, oh well, not surprising, Tracy had already told me they had been a couple once, so they got matching tattoos, some couples do. Peter is starting to move his hips into my face, quite literally fucking my mouth, I can taste his precum and my mouth is full of saliva, I swallow. He forces my head all the way down onto his fuckstick, and I gag, he pulls out without cumming and says, “don’t worry, we will soon cure you of that gag reflex, some of my friends are a lot bigger than me, right now lets get slammed” I remain on my knees as he walks away from me, he looks back, “cmon, bedroom….now!” I get up and follow him, he tells me to get on the bed as he takes some things from a small bag on the side, “left arm” He wraps a rubber strap around my bicep, he does the same to himself, he slaps his inner arm a few times, I notice for the first time he has several scabs on his inner arm, he takes a syringe and inserts the needle into a vein, draws back the plunger, I see some blood mixing with the clear liquid in the syringe, he depresses the plunger wasting no time in injecting himself with half the contents, he coughs a little, removes the syringe and the band and raises his arm above his head, a small trickle of blood runs down his arm, he lowers his arm puts the small puncture wound toward my mouth and simply says, “suck it”, I lick the blood off and suck the small wound then he takes my arm, slaps the inner elbow a few times and inserts the same needle, again drawing back on the plunger but this time emptying the syringe into me, I cough, quite badly, I feel him release the band and raise my arm, but other sensations are coming now, I cant really describe what I feel, but like a head rush, a feeling of satisfaction, I feel good, I feel like I don’t care I feel like I am full of energy but at the same time want to take things easy but most of all, I feel confused my head is clear but all these mix of emotions. I look at Peters face he is grinning at me whilst stroking his cock, he gets lower on the bed, between my legs, he lifts my legs exposing me and I just know I am about to get fucked again but this time I want it, I want to feel him inside me, I want him to open my arsehole and slide his cock in, but he doesn’t straight away, first he pushes one finger in then another I can feel some pain from my previous fucking but I also feel slight pain from his fingers scraping the walls of my fuck hole, after a while he takes the two fingers out and holds them up to look at them, I hadn’t noticed before that his first finger has a nail sharpened to a point, why hadn’t I noticed that before? Is it the clarity of the drug in my system? I seem to feel and see things more clearly his fingers have a little streak of shit but they are also pink/red, I must be bleeding a little again, this time it does not worry me, I don’t have a care in the world, he puts the fingers to my mouth and I suck them for a few seconds, the taste is so acute, and then he leans back and starts pushing the head of his cock against my hole which he has lubricated with spit I actually hear a pop as he enters me and it hurts but is also amazing, I am filled again, I feel comfort, not just from the invader in my arse, but from knowing someone wants me. He pushes, withdraws, pushes withdraws, pushes and soon I can feel his belly against me, he is all the way in, I have accepted a man inside me, and it feels wonderful, he pistons in and out of me until he stops, shakes a little lets out a groan and I know he is filling my bowels with his cum, he gets off me, and lies on his back, I curl up next to him, I can feel I am leaking cum from my arse but I haven’t cum myself yet and somehow this doesn’t matter as I have pleased my boyfriend ……………oh my god there I go again, my boyfriend only now it sounds right to me, Peter pushes me down to his groin, “clean me” he says, “suck it” I don’t hesitate, I immediately start to suck him clean, his cock tastes of my arse, my blood and his cum and I suck and lick and do the best I can to please him. I hear his phone chime in the other room, a message, but he just lays there as his cock goes soft in my mouth and I realise he is snoring. I curl up next to him, holding him wanting to feel this good and this safe forever.

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

chapter three it must have been less than 5 minutes with him lay there, exposed and hole starting to drip that toxic load out of him onto the cold club floor, but must have felt an eternity for my guy. I briefly looked up to see who was around and just as I did so someone came out of the dark and moved between my leaking partners legs. He was over six feet tall, had broad shoulders, and dressed head to toe in black leather. He stood out in the club as he clearly enjoyed the gym, but had just hit that sweet spot of toned, muscular but not overbuilt. He was wearing black boots, leather jeans and a black biker jacket open with nothing under it. I could see his amazing body and then there was that face, just a bit of stubble on his dark tanned skin and blue eyes that stood out in the dark. He was stunning, I could see that, but my man had no idea who was stood rubbing between his legs. I could tell the leather guy was shy, almost a bit of a newbie to the scene by the way he did not just help himself, but looked to me for approval. I moved down to stand behind him and leaned him a little closer in so he could kiss my boy. I must have unleashed an animal as the leather guy just started kissing and spitting into my guy's mouth. I started to rub his cock through his leathers and that's when I found it. He must have been at least 8 inches and was not even fully hard. I unzipped and lowered his jeans so his cock could rest against my boys lubed up cock and balls. He stood back up straight and leaned back to me asking “is this guy poz?”, “not sure now, he took a poz load earlier” was all I could whisper back. The idea of my guy being poz made me so hard. The leatherman carried on “that's cool then, was checking as I’m strictly poz for poz fucks”. That answered my question before I even asked it. He stepped back a bit and then just pushed slowly into his hole to the root. He was not going to hold off or take his time, he knew what he wanted, as my other half groaned deeply. He started to fuck his hole using the last guy's load as lube, the sling moved back and forth so he could push in and rock back and forth along with his cock. I stood back and watched, letting him just use my guy, who had not asked questioned or even checked i was still there. The leather guy was building speed and starting to talk dirty right in my guys blind folded face. “you like that raw dick in you? you want my cum? you REALLY want it? you want me to breed you? Tell me how badly you want it!” he said it “breed you” but would my other half work out what he meant? would he pull back in shock? The all I heard was his voice in the dark, “breed my fucking filthy loaded hole with your seed!”, what the fuck! This was so hot it pushed the leather man over the edge and he just pushed in deep, grunting slightly and his hips jolting as he shot stream after stream of poz cum into my guy. He stood there inside him for a few minutes to catch his breath, and then leaned forward to tell him “your one sloppy slut back there, and so fucking hot. If you want to see who just shot in you, just look for the leather man with the wet dick. I might need to get you in leather soon as it would suit your look if your up for it.” the only reply he got back was “ANYTHING you want to do to this body you can. You breed it, you own it”. With that, he kissed him deeply again, pulled his softening cock out of my guys hole, and vanished back off into the dark of the club.

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

Went on a Sunday night (only day i was able to go, damn work schedule) and got there after 7 when it opens. Picked up after 8, moderate crowd. Really impressed by the setup, elevated gloryhole platforms, regular gloryholes, fuck benches and slings. Great atmosphere. Sucked 10 cocks, swallowed 3 loads, got fucked raw by 3 guys, and 2 loads up my ass. Definitely would go back.

The first time you have taken a first, you will want more. You see that hand disappear into your hole and the full feeling you will experience a high no drug can give you.

In an alleyway at the side of a straight pub in west London. It was full of an after work crowd and I caught the eye of a thirty something lad who was with a group of colleagues and seemed to work for a large city firm of solicitors. We cruised each other and ended up outside in an alleyway. He sucked me for a while and then dropped his pants and turned round. I fucked him bareback, pants down in the alley. I knew we would have to be quick so I fucked him as hard as I could and shot my load right up him. I think he had had quite a lot to drink but he seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. Probably one of my most public and risky fucks.