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Most days I don’t post because it’s just a guy getting off inside me. Today was a little different. I went to the video store and walked around a little with the old men that are permanent fixtures. I was about to leave when I saw a handsome guy younger than myself giving me the eye. He walked into a booth and wanted me to follow. I went inside and put money in and he immediately pinned me to the wall and started kissing me. He was a really good kisser and very masculine which I find hot. He put his hands on my shoulders and guided me down to his cock that I gladly pulled out of his pants. I put it in my mouth and started to make love to it. Kissing it and sucking on it putting my tongue in the piss slit. My usual tricks. It tasted so good and I could feel his masculinity oozing out of him. I looked up for his approval while nursing his big meat and he told me to open my mouth. He spit in my mouth which only turned me on even more. I was fingering my pussy and he seemed to like that. He slapped me across the face and I thanked him. He asked me what I wanted and I instinctively said I wanted him to breed me. He said he wanted to do that but wanted a third first. He put his dick away and left the booth in search of another to join. I continued to finger myself and watch the porn playing. A few minutes later he came back the a man that was older than me and handsome. He pulled out his cock and the first guy guided my head down to suck him hard. I did and could taste that his cock must have been in ass already by the familiar taste. I went back and fourth between both cocks for a while getting slaps and hair pulling by guy number one. He then pulls me up and turns me around bending me over to suck guy two again. I feel his big cock pushing at my pussy hard. Before I could help guide him in he pushed all the way in hard. I Had not been fucked today so it took me a few seconds to adjust. I went back to sucking guy2 off and guy one was fucking me like I was the last pussy he was ever going to have. It wasn’t long before I could feel him picking up pace and getting ready to breed me. He called me a dirty cunt or something as he was letting loose inside me. I just kept sucking guy 2 and felt guy one pull out. He wiped his used cock on my shirt and left. Guy 2 said he can’t cum from getting sucked and said he needed to use me. I spin around and he slid inside me. He didn’t last long and he dumped a second load in me. He wiped his cock off on my shirt as well and left the booth. All in all it was a nice day.

Came across this story I wrote about... gosh, 12 years back now? Based on a true story, some details may have been embellished. I'll let you decide which details those are. ----- Who You Are In The Dark: A Bookstore Encounter I used to make an occasional trip to the adult bookstore in the town I went to high school in, even after I had moved away from the town to a different city about two hours south. Located just off of I-80, as well as being next to a truck stop AND strip club, there was an interesting mix of clientele. The store itself was well-lit and friendly (so far as these places go), and the front clerks were always business when you bought your entry to the back arcade. The arcade itself was pretty standard. A big rectangle, with about a dozen rooms off the hallway, each large enough for a comfortable two, and more if you were so inclined. All manner of movies would be playing – straight, lesbian, gay, bi, trans, there was literally something for nearly every taste. And just off the viewing rooms was a large, open rec room (for lack of a better term.) A pool table, several arcade games, vending machines, a big-screen TV – just a nice place to take a breather between hookups. There was a definite 'no sex' policy in the rec area, and it was the only place in the back that had a camera. It was in this room that I found myself on one of my visits. It was spring, and even a weekend, but there were not many visitors to the store that night. I had made a few rounds of the rooms, without much success in finding any interesting or interested parties. I took a break from the dark rooms to get a soda and shoot a few solo games of pool. There was one other man in the rec room, a gentleman who was probably in his late 30s or early 40s. At this time, I was around 22 or 23, so this was an 'older' guy to me. He was fairly handsome, well-dressed and with hit of gray at his temples and in his goatee. He was a bit on the husky side, but I've always had a soft spot for that type. I recall that the TV was playing a James Bond marathon, and I would stop playing every few minutes to watch the screen. I was never a Bond fan but, hey, TV. At one point, the other guy saw me watching and asked who my favorite Bond was. "Honestly, I was never a Bond guy," I answered. "Never really got into the movies." "You're missing out," he said. "Brosnan is my favorite. Handsome guy." "I'll drink to that," I said, and took a sip from my Diet Coke. "Had any luck?" he asked, nodding his head toward the back rooms. "Nah. It's kind of dead tonight. Weird for a weekend." "Yeah. I gave up after awhile, settled down to watch some TV, see if anyone else showed up." "I hear ya. I'm shooting pool by myself. That should tell you how slow it is." He stood up from the couch. "Thought I might take another stroll around the booths, see what's good. You should come," he offered. Without waiting for a response, he walked back into the dark hallways. I finished off my soda, abandoned my pool 'game', and followed a few moments later. He had already vanished into the hallway, but it wouldn't be hard to find him. It was a rectangle. I took a slow stroll around, looking into the booths. A few others had wandered in while we had been in the rec room, but I was looking for someone specific at this point. I found him in one of the corner booths, watching the end of a male-male fuck scene, sitting and rubbing his crotch through his slacks. "Mind if I join you?" I asked, poking my head into the room. "I'd be offended if you didn't," he answered, and patted the empty spot next to him. I joined him in the booth and closed the door behind me. I sat next to him and it didn't take long before he grabbed my head and pulled me in for a kiss. This close, I could smell his cologne and taste the faint hint of tobacco on his breath. It wasn't the reek of a heavy smoker, just the tang of nicotine. I noticed the wedding ring on his hand for the first time, which turned me on even more. My cock was quickly hardening in my pants, and by the sudden way he gripped it through my shorts, he noticed. He pulled his mouth from mine, grabbed my hand and placed it squarely on his crotch. He resumed kissing me, our hands massaging each others hardness. We made out for quite awhile, and eventually I found myself pulling back a little to take off my shirt. He followed suit, and I appreciated the view as he revealed a fair but solid belly and a not-quite-firm chest, covered with just a light dusting of black hair. My own stomach and chest were fairly firm, the result of a post high-school dedication to losing weight and exercising, but covered with just about the same amount of hair as his. He stood me up and pressed me against the wall, his bare torso pressing against mine. "You're hot," he said, and dropped to his knees. He unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall to my ankles. I was commando, and my hard dick sprung gratefully free immediately. "Damn," he groaned, and swallowed my 6 ½ inches with gusto. He sucked with the ferocity of a man in need, occasionally moving to lick and suck my balls into his mouth, rolling them around with his tongue. I grabbed the back of his head at one point and began fucking my cock into his mouth. "You like my dick?" I asked, a little more aggressively than I usually am. "Does your wife know you like sucking cock?" He mumbled something around my rod, and continued to suck as I force-fed it to him. I didn't want to cum yet, so after a few minutes of this, I relented and pulled back. "Not yet, man. I want to enjoy this. It's your turn," I said, and pulled him to his feet. I slid down the wall until I was on my knees and at eye level with the clear bulge in his slacks. I fumbled with his belt for a moment, but managed to undo it and unfasten his pants. They slid down his solid thighs, and left me facing his white briefs. I could see the outline of his cock, and it was even more impressive than it had felt under my hand before. I pulled his briefs down, and his own cock stood at attention. It was about 8 inches, and pretty thick. I could fit my hand around it, but only just. The slit was leaking precum, and I took a slow lick to taste his juices, pulling my head back enough that he could see the line of his fluid stretching from his cock to my tongue. "Fuck," he said, and pushed his dick toward me. "Suck it. Suck it for me." I obliged, and went to work on his dick. Slowly at first, as it was a bit bigger than anything I'd taken at that point. Slowly, I managed to work my way about two-thirds of the way down the shaft. He started thrusting his cock into my mouth, gently at first, but with increasing speed. At some point, he managed to force it all the way in, and I found my nose buried in his pubic hair. "Oh my God, you suck better than my wife," he moaned, and continued fucking my mouth. My gag reflex kicked in and I started choking on his dick. This just turned him on more, and he grabbed the back of my head, shoving the full length of his rod into my throat. "Fucking choke on that dick," he ordered. "Choke on it like a bitch." I obliged, without much choice. My throat convulsed around his member, and he let out a long string of swears that made me think he was cumming already. He finally let go of my head and pulled his dick from my mouth. I looked up at him with watery eyes. "Good?" I asked, my voice rough from the throat-fucking I had just taken. "Really good," he affirmed. "Lay down on your back.. I want to lay on top of you for awhile." I slid out of my shorts completely and spread my clothes on the floor, giving me some semblance of comfort. I laid back and watched him finish disrobing, sliding his pants off. He did just as he had said, and laid his bare flesh against mine, and we resumed our passionate make-out session from before. All at once, the room went completely dark. We paused for a moment, and realized that the movie had ended and the TV had shut itself off to conserve power. Strange, since these things were usually on a loop, or the clerk would have noticed the end of the movie and started it up again. We lay there in almost complete darkness, the only light being the dim hallway bulbs shining in from under the door. I felt him now, rather than seeing him, and enjoyed the sensation of this stranger laying atop me, the smell of him becoming a little stronger as my senses compensated for the darkness. We soon began making out again, and his tongue explored my mouth. I answered in kind, and we continued kissing for quite awhile. I could feel more precum from his dick leaking onto my thigh, and spread my legs a little wider. His dick slipped between my legs and probed gently against my hole as we tasted one another. This went on for awhile, the precum from his dick making my hole slick and his cock head pressing gently at my opening. Suddenly, he stopped. "I don't have a condom," he whispered into my ear, sounding disappointed. "Oh," I answered. "Okay." That was all I said, neither giving permission nor denial to continue. I felt his tongue in my mouth again, and the hardness of his dick pressing into me. The heat we were generating in the room started taking its toll, making both our bodies slippery. After several minutes of this, I felt his dick pressing firmly against my ass, and the head of his cock penetrating into me. I gasped with pleasure, and a little discomfort, as his thickness popped into me with only sweat and precum for lube. "I don't have a condom," he repeated, and continued pushing his length into me. "I'm in you bareback." "Feels good," I gasped. He moaned softly and bit my collarbone as he bottomed out, his balls coming to full rest against my ass cheeks. "You're tighter than my wife. Wet, too," he said, and began sliding out of me, and it felt like he nearly pulled out entirely before thrusting back in. "I'm not wearing a condom," he kept repeating, as though I had somehow forgotten that I was in pitch darkness with a married man's raw dick in my ass. "I know," I said. "But I'm not stopping you." That seemed to be all the permission he needed to begin fucking me in earnest, his thrusts picking up speed as my insides stretched to accommodate his cock. A few times, he pulled completely out and I felt empty for the briefest moment before he shoved himself fully into me. He fucked expertly, even in the dark, and began nibbling on my earlobe. I gasped in pleasure and found myself digging fingernails into his back, not even realizing my hands had wrapped around him. "Make love to me," I whispered into the dark. "Oh god, yes. You're so much better than my wife. Her pussy has never been this tight and wet." We fucked like this for what felt like an hour, in complete darkness, our moans and grunts occasionally punctuated by my whispered begging for his dick and his gasping replies, telling me how good my hole felt on his cock, how I was a hotter fuck than his wife. I started to feel the sweat from his face dripping onto me, some of it landing on my lips or in my mouth, the salty taste turning me on even more. "Do you want me to pull out or stay inside?" he finally asked. I was feeling so good at this point, I missed his meaning. "Stay inside," I answered. "Keep going." It was when his tempo started to increase and a guttural string of swears came from him that I realized what he had actually meant. "Oh my God," I asked. "Are you going to cum inside me?" "Fuck yes, I'm going to cum inside you. I'm going to get you pregnant. I'm going to knock you up, and you're going to take it," he said firmly. He thrust his cock fully into me and let out a fairly loud, "OH FUCK!" and I knew he was shooting. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he repeated, and I felt his seed filling me, the warmth and wetness spreading through my insides. "I'm cumming inside you. I'm cumming so hard," he panted. As I finally felt his orgasm start to subside, he began fucking his load into me, his rod plowing my cum-slicked hole. Eventually, he relented, and I felt his cock withdrawing from my ass. The head of his dick pulled out with an audibly wet 'pop'. We lay there in darkness and silence for a few minutes, the heat of our sex slowly dissipating. Finally, I felt him stirring. "I shouldn't have done that. I didn't have a rubber. I shouldn't have fucked you bare. I'm sorry, man. I just got caught up in the moment and.. I mean, I don't have anything, but I just.. I'm sorry and.." "Dude. Chill," I said, reaching out a hand in the darkness to caress his cheek. "It's cool. I pretty obviously wanted it, too. I didn't stop you." "You sure it's okay? I mean.. I've never done that." "It's fine," I assured him. "Though I may actually manage to get knocked up with as much as you shot." He laughed a little, his nervousness slowly waning. "Yeah, I did shoot a lot. I meant what I said. You really are a better fuck than my wife. She won't even let me say things like 'fuck' or 'pussy' when we're having sex." "Ouch," I answered. "For what it's worth, I'm okay with everything that was said and done here." "Hot," he said, and I felt him lean down to press his tongue into my mouth. "I should go, though. This really was amazing. Do you come here much?" "Every other month or so, usually make an overnight weekend trip." "Well... I won't make it awkward, but I do hope I see you here again." "Me, too," I said, and meant it. I felt his weight leave me. There was an awkward silence for a moment, until he laughed. "What's so funny?" I asked. "I just realized it's completely dark in here and I have no idea where my clothes are." We laughed together for a few minutes and fumbled around in the dark, eventually finding his clothes. He dressed in the darkness and left, giving me one more hungry kiss before he departed. I stood there for a moment, naked, with the door to the hallway open, cum running down the inside of my leg. I finally dressed and headed out. I was halfway home before I realized I hadn't even cum. "Totally worth it," I thought.

this story is based on actual events that are currently unfolding… —————————— “Roll a dice, daddy, let me know what number you get,” my 20 year old twink boy texted me. “What?!,” I replied. He was interrupting me at work. “Just do it,” he texted back. “Then give me the number, I’m doing it to.” ”Hey Siri, roll a dice,” I said to my phone. “Six,” she replied. “I got a 6,” I texted my boy. ”Funny, me too,” he replied. “So I guess Siri wants me to lay off prep for 12 days before we meet in Fort Lauderdale for Halloween.” He’s such a good boy, sharing my dark desire to make him a poz boy. I went back to work. Later that day he sent me a screen capture of a spinner he’d created on Google, on his phone, along with this message, “Damn, it seems google wants me to do all three.” Sure enough, his virtual spinner had several options: just dick, toothbrush and blood slam; as well as combinations of all 3, just dick and toothbrush, etc. (see photo of his spinner attached) His spinner clearly points to the most toxic possible outcome: dick, toothbrush, blood slam. ”Okay son,” I replied. “For this story to to have the ending we want, you’re gonna need to log on to Bbrt, search for the right HVL men and invite them to breed you when we get to Laudy.” Then, I chose the next game. I called it, “An AIDS Daddy A Day.” The cumslut is to chat up a new man in Fort Lauderdale, of the 134 who matched our search criteria, every day before we meet there this weekend. This is where the story becomes dynamic, you can be cast as the story unfolds in the next chapter. As we move from Siri and Google to in person shenanigans, you can join his toxic little Lauderdale games, too… Do you have the seed that grows into the perfect ending?

First time writing a story — bearish dad type here in a work trip. I had a great motel room. Door right from the parking lot to the dark room. Wearing a jock and a leather vest, I posted on bbrts and sniffles to get any and any cummers. First was an older white guy who fucked like a machine while squeezing my neck to block blood flow. That was unexpected and fucking hot. He loaded my ass three times which was also unexpected. I then had a black man stop in who had good sized equipment that sprang to life after sucking him a bit. He had me bent over the bed and went to town. The curve of his dick hit deep and sometime painfully - but it goes with the territory -and I soon found a position that fit my insides better - or he rearranged them to suit and I still not sure which! The last guy for the evening was the best one. Great sized equipment on a white man on a mission. He took deep slow strokes and enjoyed my loaded ass. The sound of the loads being used as lubeas he picked up speed was awesome. (And he did some video to preserve it. Nice!) After he took some taking long hits of popper and moved me doggie style, he drove his swimmers in to join the mix and just kept his meat in me flexing and pulsing. It was a great evening and I cannot wait until the next time.

I was woken up and my training began, I was kept chemmed up more or less all the time to keep me high, horny and compliant, I was kept in a part of the house with no windows, just a bathroom, bedroom and ‘playroom’, I did not know what time it was or if it was day or night. The first part of the training was one of his favourite things, or so he said, I soon found out he seemed to have and unending supply of ‘favourite things’, but when he ate my arse that first time like a man possessed, I’d seen rimming in porn but this was on another level, his stubble on my smooth cheeks and in my arse crack, his tongue was like a rod of iron, I’ll say this for him he really loved to eat arse. However most of the time, whatever time it was he had his cock in my mouth or arse, he taught me how to relax my boy ring to let him in and how to use my anal muscles to massage his cock as he fucked me “you are not just a hole boy, any slut can be a hole but you’re a pussy boy, you need to learn to keep that tight cunt pulsing round a man’s cock, using your boy hole to massage his dick so his pleasure is paramount” Other times he would teach me how to suck for what seemed like hours, how to control my gag reflex to take more and more of his cock into my mouth and throat, always on my knees either between his legs as he sat or before him as he stood. Soon he progressed me to sucking a dildo as he fucked me or visa versa, “you gotta learn to be able to use your mouth, hands and your boicunt at the same time to please men, your body is a vessel for their pleasure, your only aim is to serve and in time through that you will learn to gain pleasure from doing that”. In time he had me on all fours sucking a dildo, wanking another two as I fucked myself on another. He had me learn to take other toys, his most favourite were anal beads, he loved to coach me to take them in teasing my hole with them making me relax my hole to take them and delighted in the uncomfortable training as he made me to use my arse muscles to push them out, if I could not push one out the rest went back in until I could push all four out. He started to milk me, tied to a bench and restrained as he attached a bottle to my cock and then massages my balls while using vibrators and probes to stimulate my prostate so I would dribble copious amounts of precum into the bottle and make me cum over and over until my balls felt like shrivelled raisons and I could cum no more, one day he chuckled as he slapped my arse “ya know your boy milk is really selling well, it’s so sweet and tasty especially with discerning gentlemen’s morning coffee”. At first he kept me naked all the time but soon he started to ‘dress’ me. Not anything fem, it was more ‘boyish’ or bdsm related, collar and boots, soccer kit, scouts’ uniform, old fashioned English school uniform, phys ed kit. He took lots of pictures of me, especially with me showing off my bubble butt, crack and smooth pink hole. In amongst all this he had me complete my uni work remotely, he made sure my grades were up as high as my training as a bottom boy.

The gangbang continued for quite some time, and although Jason and I were the main focus of everyone's attention, on occasions when I got a break from sucking cocks I looked around the room to see some others having an outing as a bottom. Eventually I moved to one of the cabins for a long threesome with Jurgen and one of his friends, drifting off to sleep with my boyfriend deep inside me. I woke at least once in the night and could tell there was still action going on in the boat, presumably involving Jason given how enthusiastic many of the guys were at having another cumdump in attendance. The following morning I slipped out of the cabin and headed out on deck while everyone else still seemed to be asleep, stopping by the galley en route to get myself a coffee from the posh machine. Once outside I lit up a cigarette from a pack I found on a table, and leant on the railing to watch the sunrise. I had a peaceful half hour or so alone out there, enjoying the sights of the bay coming to life as the sun rose higher, before I heard someone joining me on the deck. "Morning" said Jason, leaning over the railing beside me. "Oh, hey" I replied. "Didn't expect to see you up so early." "Yeah" he said, "I needed to get out of that cabin before they woke up with morning wood. Bit sore this morning." "Not used to that sort of action?" I asked. "No" he replied. "Never had more than one in a night." We leaned over the railing in silence for a while, before I reached for the cigarettes and lit another. "Give me one of those" Jason said. "Yeah?" I said as I offered him the pack. "Another one of my bad habits you've picked up?" "Yeah" he chuckled. "Always end up smoking the day after I get fucked." He lit up, took a deep draw, and then exhaled the smoke as he looked back out into the bay. "I suppose you're wondering about me" he said, not taking his eyes off the horizon. "Yeah" I replied. "I mean, before last night you gave me no indication you were into this sort of thing." "I know" he said. "I wanted to say something when we met up, but something stopped me." "Are you ashamed?" I asked. "No, not any more" he replied. "I mean, I was, but recently I've stopped feeling that way." "When did you start sleeping with men?" I asked. "Last night" he replied, smirking a bit. "Honestly, that was my first night sleeping with a guy. But if you mean when did I start having sex with men, that was at uni." "You mean you just had hook-ups and then left?" I asked. He paused to take another deep drag of his cigarette. "Yeah, on the few occasions I did it at a guy's place or in a hotel. Mostly it was other places." He paused again. "Parks, toilets, clubs. You probably know the drill." "I do" I said. We stood in silence for a little while again, finishing off our cigarettes. "You know" I said, "pretty much everyone who fucked you last night is HIV positive, and not many of them are on meds." He nodded. "Are you?" he asked. "Yes" I replied. "Some of the guys here worked to get me pozzed a few years ago. I've been on meds since then, mostly." "Did you know they were pozzing you?" he asked. "Yes" I said. "I realised it's what I wanted." He was silent for a while. "It's what I want too" he eventually said, almost whispering. "I don't know why, and I know it's a bit fucked up, but once I realised that I don't want to be spending my life pretending to be something with a woman, and actually just want to be getting used by men, thinking about getting the virus sort of followed on soon after." "So you're not poz already?" I asked. "No, although who knows after last night" he replied, before turning to face me. "I hadn't actually planned on doing what I did last night. But I saw you getting fucked so openly, and I just sort of let go." "Fair enough" I said. "I think I would have got gangbanged anyway, so it was good to have someone to share the burden with." He smiled at me. "Any time" he said. "It seems like you're a bit of an expert in how to be what I want to be, so it would be good if you could show me the ropes while I'm here." "Ropes" I said, smirking, "so you want to be tied up?" He laughed. "Hey man, I'm up for anything". "Are you sure?" I asked. "I mean, if you are, and you do truly want all this, then there's a couple of guys here who could take you on the same journey that I've been on." He gazed at me for a bit, before reaching out for the pack of cigarettes to light himself another, offering me one in the process. "Yes" he eventually said, breathing out a big plume of smoke. "I mean, I don't know that I want to end up with all the tattoos that you have, but if I can leave Sydney with what I came here for then I'll be happy." "So you want some going away gifts?" I asked. He looked at me quizzically. "Gifts" I repeated. "You know, gifting, the act of passing on HIV to someone else." "Oh" he replied, chuckling. "Maybe you better start with getting me up to speed on all the lingo." "No problem" I replied, smiling, "but I think that will have to wait to later." I nodded towards the lounge area, where a few guys had appeared and were getting coffees. However, Gus and Steve were just standing there looking out the window at us, and the looks on their faces told me all I needed to know. "We're about to get fucked again, aren't we?" Jason said, having looked round to see what I was staring at. "Yep" I replied. "Awesome" Jason said, turning back to face me with a smile on his face. "I'm about ready for a few more gifts." THE END ---- Thanks for all the 'positive' comments on this story 😉 I shall leave the rest of their story up to you readers to imagine. Will Jason get what he came for? Will he actually end up getting some ink? Will any more of their school friends turn up bearing a dirty little secret? Over and out.

Since one of my used-to-be regular fuckbuds is finally fully vaxxed (issues with illness not politics), we decided it was time to have some fun. He wanted to bring a friend and since neither of us host, we decided to return last Friday night at the baths. All of us prefer public, semi public, or exhibition scenes. We got to the baths at about 9 just to hang out a bit and chat. Alternated between hot tub, steam room, sauna, and cool showers, and we made sure we all wanted the same things. Vers and no loads refused. From each other or others. Not an eloquent story teller at this point because lust took over. We each took the other’s loads and then went off to find some more. We each left at about 430 am with 11 loads (me), 13 loads (FB), but the award for the night went to his buddy who found the sling in the (very) dark room and took (he thinks (because he lost count in a fuck haze) 22 loads. We wanna go back next weekend and try again to see if we can outdo ourselves.

Cheating after my first 3some The first time my bf and I decided to try being open was during a bear event in Dallas. This was my first bf and my first bear event so super inexperienced. Most of the week, passed without anything crazy. Couple of flirtations here and there but nothing concrete. Our second to last day there I met this guy on GROWLr who was a “chaser” and was into both me and the bf. After a couple hours of hanging out and flirting etc we decided hey let’s try this. After some conversation, the guy let’s us know he’s positive but since my BF and I only play safe with others this wasn’t a big issue. After the bars we came back to our hotel room and everything passed pretty hotly, the guy fucked me and so did my bf, the guy safe and my BF raw. The guy came inside me, inside a condom and right afterwards my BF came inside me raw. We bid the guy goodbye and were settling down for bed. After a few minutes we notice that the hookup left his phone in our room. I happened to know which room he was in (one floor above ours) so I really quickly got dressed in shorts and a shirt (no underwear) and ran the phone up to the guy. He answered the door very quickly, said his roommate was asleep but thankfully my knock did not wake him up. We got to chatting at the door and I was letting him know what a good time I had and that I wish I was able to take his load the same way I did my BF. The guy asked if I ever played raw but I told him that going into this weekend the bf and I agreed that safe play was the only way to go. After a few minutes of chatting at the door, the guy asks if I want to come inside. I ask him about his roommate that is sleeping and how we can keep talking inside? He tells me he has no plans to chat anymore if I come inside the room. Instant boner and without even thinking, I’m taking his hand and following him into the dark room. He pulls me immediately into the bathroom and starts making out super hotly. Arms and hands are everywhere and I can feel his Dick pressing against my stomach. He asks if I emptied out since taking my BFs load and I tell him that I haven’t had the opportunity yet. That seemed to really turn him on and he immediately starts eating me ass. I am in ecstasy as his expert mouth works my hole back to being lubed and ready for dick. After a few minutes he stands up and without asking me, just starts pushing himself into me. I immediately remember he’s poz but before I can even say anything he’s balls deep in me, thanks for the BFs load inside me. He feels so so good that I just lose control. He turns off the lights in the bathroom, turns on the shower and just starts going balls deep in me, withdrawing all the way to the tip and back in me again. I can’t even object as he pounds his raw dick into me. I feel his pace increasing and hear his breath and suddenly he’s holding my arms down, almost to the point of pain and starts slamming into me, hard. I’ve never felt myself be so open and receptive to someone as much as I am now. He whispers in my ear that my ass is his and he’s going to give me his special gift. It wasn’t until afterwards that I realized my begging for every drop of his gift was inviting him to blow his toxic load deep into me. I left the bar leaking out his load and only hungry for more.

I’m not going to give away where exactly this happened. Small town Italy, the guy probably is closeted and flying as far under the radar as possible. Just picture a hot sunny summer day, a sleepy little small town square, and me – hungry and thirsty from a long, tough morning of cycling the hilly countryside – settling down at an outdoor table of a sidewalk café for lunch – a café which is more than half empty. The server soon set me up with some food, a glass of wine, and a big bottle of water. I was halfway done with my meal when something happened that made my neck swivel very quickly. That’s when this Italian wet dream man walked slowly right past my table into the indoor bar area. Classic Italian good looks – olive skin, curly black hair, lean hard body, clearly visible through a skin-tight t-shirt and a pair of hip-hugging pants that looked painted on. The bulge was enticing, the butt downright tempting. My dick twitched in my cycle shorts and started to grow with just that one glance. But first things first, I was still thirsty and hungry. And anyway, he didn’t reappear after he slipped inside. Probably busy knocking back a drink and flirting with the girl who had waited on me. I finished eating, and as I was sipping the last of the water, he appeared again at the far door and lit a cigarette. As he took his first puff, his eyes locked with mine. To anyone else watching, it might have appeared innocent, but there was no way I could mistake the gesture as he slid his hand down and adjusted himself in his tight pants. I waited about 30 seconds, and then oh-so-casually got up and sauntered inside to find the toilet. Inside the tiny men’s room, I peeled down my bike shorts and pulled out my growing dick. A bit difficult to piss with what I had in mind, but I managed to get the stream going all right. Then the door opened, and he was standing right beside me, pulling his meat out and looking down at mine as he began to piss. I waited no longer. I put my hand on his butt and gave it a squeeze. He smiled at me and licked his lips. After we both finished pissing, he grabbed my hand and wrote an address on it – then left the men’s room quickly. I adjusted myself as best I could, went out to pay my bill, and then grabbed my phone and looked him up. Just 2 blocks away, and I hopped on my bike and shot over there – coming around the corner just as he reached the door and turned to see me rolling up. He was waiting to let me into the old building, and to lead me up the stairs to his apartment on the second floor up. All the way I was feasting my eyes on that beautiful ass that I was about to make my own. As soon as the door clicked shut behind us, he pushed right up against me and ground his crotch against mine as he mashed his mouth onto my face and thrust his tongue between my lips. Man, this Italian guy was hot as a firecracker and really ready to take me on! I reached around, grabbed his ass and began kneading it through his tight pants. I could actually feel his dick getting bigger and harder against mine with each beat of his pulse. He dropped to his knees and forced his face into the bulge in my shorts. He soon had my dick leaking a steady stream of precum, my juice soaking into the material of my shorts. But it was time for me to get a taste of him. I reached under his armpits and pulled him up again. In no time, I had his t-shirt off and his pants undone, and then bent him over and forced my face into his tight butt crack, my tongue probing for his hole. The musky scent from deep inside his ass made my cock jump again and again. I tore myself away from him, peeled my cycling jersey up and over my head, and my bib shorts down to the floor so I could kick them off. Then back into his crack I dove. I pushed him down onto the sofa on all fours and really went to town on his tight hole, until I had him moaning and squealing with each thrust of my tongue. Then, my favourite moment: the moment when a good bottom’s hole suddenly relaxes and blooms, ready for my big tool to fix whatever’s wrong inside there. I stood up, spit on his hole once and my hand twice, stroked my cock with it, and then nudged the bare tip against his tight ass and began to lean on him. He dropped right down onto his belly and lifted his ass into the air, all in one second, and the head of my hard cock popped inside his hole like magic. He moaned even louder and began trying to back up onto me. I leaned; he pushed. In next to no time, I felt my low-hanging balls come to rest against his taint, and knew I was all the way into him – 8½ inches of all the way. I’d love to tell you all about how I ravaged his ass for three hours and dumped sixteen loads inside him, but that would be stretching the truth even more than my big meat was stretching his hole. This guy was so tight that it felt like I had taken his cherry, but his talented stroking of my cock with his muscles made it plain that he had been there more than a few times and knew just how to make a top feel good. It took me only seconds to work up from the first slow in-and-out motions to the point where I was pounding his hole furiously, my balls slapping hard against him, and his loud moaning and inarticulate cries were driving me at top speed towards the finish line. All at once, I felt the regular rhythm of his ass muscles deteriorate into uncontrolled spasms – which quickly yanked my load up out of my balls and sent it rocketing into his colon, at the same time as his sperm spurted out all over his sofa. I was nowhere near finished, and neither was he. I lay flat on top of him as my breathing returned to normal, but his ass went right back to milking me and kept my dick rock-hard in his hole. Before long, I started slowly pumping again and his moans and sighs of satisfaction said it all, from his point of view. Having come once, fast, I was now ready for a longer session. I stroked him deep and shallow, going from teasing his ring with the head to plumbing the depths with the whole shaft. I fucked fast; I fucked slow. I took him through all the basic positions, and a few extras that didn’t get into many of the sex manuals. From time to time, I shot some more spit onto my dick to keep the fun going. After about half an hour of this second fuck, he began panting and I knew he was close to coming. So I rolled him onto his back, picked up the speed, concentrated on the warm feel of my own seed around my cockhead inside his slick channel, and in just a few more seconds I was ready to shoot. I started to warn him, and got as far as shouting, “Oh, fuck! I’m gonna…” when his cock lifted off his belly and machine-gunned his face and chest with shot after shot of his mancream. That sight set me off (it always does) and I blasted a second load of my fuckjuices deep into his guts. We lay there kissing and cuddling for another half hour or so, and then I got up, dressed and left. We did exchange phone numbers and names, but I honestly never expected to see Franco again. Fast forward two weeks. End of my holiday, I went for a few days of R & R at Sitges before heading home to get back to the grind. The day I arrived, I was lying out on the beach, grabbing some rays, when I felt a shadow fall across me. I opened my eyes and looked up. The long, lean body of the guy looking down at me was familiar, the tiny, tight speedo grabbing my attention at first. Then I took a second look and recognized Franco. I pulled off my mirrored shades and watched as his face lit up. Ten minutes later we were back in my room, his speedo was on the floor, mine was already wet with precum, and my face was buried deep in that tempting ass again. My R & R turned out to be not so restful or relaxing after all. We spent the next 4 days together, most of it “together.” That’s when I planted the other 14 loads far up inside his tight, hot fuckhole – not to mention several more loads of sperm that I pumped into his mouth and down his throat.

Met up with this guy today that I've seen on scruff and Adam. Latin guy, looks like a nice cock, profile says he likes oral, top, and only with condoms. Was supposed to be a non-sexual encounter, but it didn't take long for me to realize he was rock hard while we were talking. Sucked him at least half an hour, he keeps feeling my ass and asks if I want to get fucked. I bend over for him, no talk of condoms, he puts his cock in me and pounds my hole. Did some ATM a couple times, and ended up with a nice load from him. Guy had some stamina!

The other night at my boat. Long term fuck bud who loves outdoor fucking came over after work (it was late) and I met him on the dock in a jockstrap and t-shirt. He said I want to fuck you on the picnic table on the dock. He bent me over the end of the table and fucked the hell out of me. For a long time, too - exposed at the end of a dock with boats right next to us, marinas on either side, and condo balconies above us. Went to sleep with my new buttplug in me. It was ripe the next day when I pushed it out. Love that smell.

During the pandemic regular FB's seem to have have disappeared. Some even removed their profile from apps/sites. Sunday I was in serious heat and decided to make a round of hitting up past FB's with a regular "Hey, how's it going" type of message. Some didn't respond, a few sent back a lame text. I decided to hit up a guy who I had seen recently. We met at the first sex party I went to weeks ago when restirctions were lifted. He had fucked me a few times there and then gave me a few loads when he went home with me afterwards. Asked if he wanted to meet again some time. Half an hour later he responded with a "how about now?". We played for almost two hours with a few breaks. Fucked me in every position you can think of. Managed to pump three loads in my ass. And then squirted again on my face when I cleaned him up. Fuck! Just what I needed! He left with a "See you soon". Yes!

I think it's pretty shallow if a guy wont date a person who is HIV+....A guy is more than just his HIV, I know a guy that wont even talk to guys that are HIV+ he asks the question are you clean? I think that is totally rude to associate a person who is HIV+ as unclean...Especially when he doesnt even know how the person contracted HIV it could have been a blood transfusion years ago.... In the gay community there is so much judging that I feel we are our worst enemy.....I would be open to dating a guy who is HIV+ in fact I prefer someone who is poz as he at least knows his status where as a lot of neg guys really dont know their status.

I met Jessica at the bar, I could tell she was a little shy and lacked confidence, but she had splendid features and a smoking body. I started hitting on her, her friends told her to stay away from me but once I got her attention, she had little choice. I soon had her coming over to my place and it did not take me long to get her into bed and to take her virginity. Over the course of the next few weeks, I would fuck her daily and then send her home. This was all part of her training, slut training. I only used her after work and after I came inside her I would send her home. I had plans for her this Friday and asked her to go on a date. She quickly said yes, and Friday she came over and let me breed her and then she went home to get ready for our date. I told her to come back at 9 PM and just before at 8:55 she arrived. She was all dressed up and when she entered, I told her I had a surprise for her and have her a lace teddy. I had her strip and put it on and then blindfolded her and lead her to the bedroom leaving her pretty dress on the floor. When we got to the bedroom, I helped her on the bed and positioned her on the bed with her legs open and she was leaning back where I could hold her and whisper in her ear. I played with her breast and told her how beautiful she was. On time the tall white guy I found online came over and let himself in and he walked into the bedroom in sweatpants and a t-shirt, and I could tell from his expression he was pleased. She noticed we were not alone but before she could say anything I turned her head and kissed her while the tall guy who had pulled his shirt off climbed up on the bed and pulled her panties aside and began to eat her little cunt. She tensed up but soon came which made her relax. I could tell she was uncomfortable, yet she wanted to please me. He continued to eat her out and then he pulled up and got off the bed and undressed and out spang his thick 9-inch dick. The guy was average looking but once he was undressed, he revealed a tight body and a huge dick. I whispered in Jessica’s hear and told her that my friend is going to fuck you now. I am going to leave you two alone. Show him what a hot fuck you are, she started to speak but I kissed her and motioned for the tall guy to come over and I brough her head over to his dick and guided it into her mouth and waiting till she started sucking that big dick. I watched at the door while she sucked his dick, and he began to moan and then he pulled out of her mouth and brough her up and he leaned down and kissed her. He made out with her while he slipped her out of her teddy and then he began to finger bang her and she came again. I left at this point and went into the other room an watched the video camera I had set up. He soon had her on her back, and he was fucking her while he made out with her, and I could her moaning and even screaming some. I know it must have felt great and hurt all at the same time and after twenty minutes he came inside her and then got up and he dressed and left. I went in and held her a few minutes and then told her she should go home and come back tomorrow like normal. I could tell she wanted to say something, but she dressed and left like a good little slut she was becoming. She arrived on Saturday at 3 PM her usual time and I kissed her at the door and told her to undress. She did and I blindfolded her and led her to the bedroom where the tall guy and another guy I got off the internet were there. The second guy was 5’11 180, muscled with dark hair and a fat 8” dick. The tall guy jumped right in and began to kiss her, and I lifted her leg and put it on the bed giving the dark-haired guy room to slide in and eat her pussy. I left the room and watch again while they began to use her. They soon helped her on the bed and I hard her come while she was sucking the tall guy’s dick and the dark shorter one was eating and fingering her. He then pressed he fat dick at her wet pussy and began to fuck her and ten minutes later he shot his first load inside her. He pulled out and tall go in and fucked her for another fifteen minutes and shot his load inside her. They both ended up shooting two loads in her and then they both left. I left her in the room by herself to see what she would do, and she just rubbed her clit and soon came. I came in and told her it was time to go, and she pulled the blindfold off and I kissed her goodbye before she left. I text her an address on the way home and told her to meet me her tomorrow at 3. She said she would and that she loved me, and I told her I loved her too. Now be a good girl for me tomorrow. She arrived right on time; I text here to come to the door. She rang the door, and the tall guy answered the door. This was the first time seeing him, she had been blindfolded every other time. He asked her in and then handed her a note. I had given him an envelope for Jessica. Babe, I am tied up, it said. Taylor here is your date for tonight. He had plans for you! Be a good girl for me. The tall guy leaned down and kissed her and began to undress her. He led her to the bedroom and pushed her to her knees and had her suck his big dick. He let me set up a webcam so I could watch as he started to fuck her throat and she would gag and try to swallow him as he called her a dirty little whore. He used her mouth like this for twenty minutes while she gagged and slobbered all over his huge dick. The then pulled out and put her on the bed and ate her out for a few minutes till she came and then he began to fuck her. He fucked her for twenty minutes and then shot his gigantic load inside her. He pulled out and told her to stay just like that, her legs spread eagle on the bed. She looked so hot like that, then he got out his phone and began to text a few guys. The first to arrive was a young guy who lived down the street. He got there in four minutes and walked right into the bedroom after letting himself in. He was a tall skinny guy, blond and attractive and he quickly undressed, and I am sure his dick had to be 10 inches but on his thin body it looked like 12 inches. He ate her cummy hole and then got up and slide his huge cock inside her and fucked her for nine minutes and shot inside her. He looked at the host and said thank you, Brandon the tall guy told him to go grab something to drink and as he left the room the door opened and in came an older good looking Latin guy. He came in and undressed and jacked his uncut thick 7.5-inch dick and then got on the bed and rubbed it on her clit and began to fuck Jessica and fifteen minutes later he shot his load inside her. He called her a couple names in Spanish and got dressed and left. I could see that Jessica was starting to feel bad about being used like this and I text Bandon to get back in the bedroom and help her be a good little slut. Brandon went back in, and Jessica had covered her pussy and tits with a pillow and had started to cry. Brandon got on the bed, held her, and told her how beautiful she was and that she should not cover herself up. He grabbed the pillow and leaned in and kissed her as he placed his hand on her body feeling her all over. She began to moan, and he pinched her nipple. He played with her for another ten minutes and told her how much he liked her and wanted her to be his. She told him she liked him too. He then began to rub her clit and finger her and she soon came again. The next guy had arrived, and the young stud showed him to the room and they both entered. The hung young guys was in shorts and the muscled red head pulled his clothes off and his dick was 7 inches soft and grew to 9.5 and thick. He went over to Jessica and fed her his cock and she grabbed it started to suck him once Brandon encouraged her. Red was rough and fucked her mouth. Brandon started to leave but stayed to keep her compliant. Brandon told her what a good girl she was and hot she looked sucking that big dick as the hot young guy ate her pussy and Jessica soon came hard. After she came the young man fucked her again and shot in ten minutes hearing Jessica gag and choke and Red telling her she was a whore that needed training. After he shot, he got up and left and Brandon followed and left Red alone with Jessica. Once the guys were out of the room, Red pulled Jessica off his dick and choked her and told her she better learn how to suck dick and quick. He let go of her throat and she gasped for air. He then grabbed her and positioned her head off the bed and told her to open her fucking mouth. He proceeded to slide his dick in and fuck her throat and she gagged and chocked for the next ten minutes and finally Red was able to long dick her down her throat and he fucked her throat for another two minutes and then let her up for air. He then pushed her head back down and fucked her throat for another five minutes and again she gasp for air. He turned her around and spread her legs and shoved his big dick inside her and piston fucked her hard and she screamed and came while he was destroying her cunt and twenty minutes later, he came inside her. He grabbed her again and fucked her throat and made her clean off his cummy dick as he fingered her cunt with four fingers and then he fucked her one last time and shot another load inside her. Once he finished, he got dressed and told her she was one of the worst whores he had ever fucked but with his help she would improve. You will have another lesson soon and he turned and walked out of the room. Brandon saw both the young guy and Red out and then went in to check on Jessica. She seemed to be in shock, Brandon on the bed and held her and told her what a good girl she was and how amazing she was, and she cried and feel asleep in his arms. Hours later she awoke to Brandon fucking her nice and slow and making her feel amazing yet sore from that brutal fuck from Red. He came inside her and then he told her it was time to go. Brandon made a show of kissing her and telling her she was so beautiful in front of the cam before letting her out the front door. I text Jessica and tell her she was making Brandon fall hard. She sent a smile back and asked when she could see me. I told her I would be back in a few days and to go to Brandon’s every day till I am back. She text back a sad face and I text her that I loved her, and she should be a good girl for Brandon.

I had been to one bath house which was over an hour away from where I lived in upstate New York. A friend and I decided to go there after a night of clubbing and drinking. Our timing sucked as the steam room and sauna didn't work and the pool was closed No wonder it was dead. We both got rooms and after an hour of not a soul being there, I crashed. I smoked weed from time to time and experimented with coke briefly - which I hated the drip and I never understood the hype. Tried mushrooms and even did a drop once - that was a trip - pardon the pun. Several years later, I moved to Fort Lauderdale with my job. My best friend had moved there a month before, also with his job. it was the first night I had arrived when my best bud introduced me to Tina. He said it was not like anything else out there and I would especially like it being a bottom. He said that I would get eaten up as new meat - even in Fort "bottomdale". He wanted to take me to the Eagle, telling me it would be a good time and he loved it there - the dark and back rooms were his playground. Before we went out, we did a couple bumps. It did make me feel horned up, energized, and lowered my inhibitions. I was no where near as sexually adventurous as my bud and kinda shy. I didn't have a lot of sexual experience either as I spent most of my time at my job. I swam, rode my bike, some landscaping, and lots of squats. I kept mysekf in pretty good shape, toned, mostly smooth (shaved butt and balls), 5'4", nice arms and legs, bubble butt, and nips that were ultra sensitive. Short cropped hair, green eyes, 7" cut dick. Been told I was " humpy". I loved wearing jock straps as they accented my butt, legs, and stomach. The Eagle was very different than any place I had been before. My bud disappeared into a dark room as you walked into the place and came out smiling and saying there were a lot of hotties back there. He then ushered us to the back of the bar where there was a back room like section. I said I would wait at the bar and get us drinks. "More for me then!" I was no doubt feeling horned up. I was also was a bit paranoid wondering if my being high was noticable. My bud returned to the bar and said he apologized but needed to leave - was hooking up with some guy. We downed our drinks and left the bar - my butt was grabbed a couple times and my nips were tweaked as well - though I never saw from who. I got home and with my new found energy unpacked just about everything by noon the next day, and had pretty much set up my place later that evening. My focus was then to my horniness. I took a shower and cleaned out - a normal thing for me to do. Always ready but seldom taken. As I showered though, I noticed how heightened my own touch to my body felt. Like hypersensitive. My dick grew and my butt felt in a way needy. It was weird. I dried off and reached in the drawer for some shorts when instead I pulled out a jockstrap. My dick filled some as I thought about it, then pulled it on. Standing in front of the mirror, my skin still wet, I began rubbing my chest, fingering my nips, groping my crotch while gyrating my hips. I turned around and looked at my back and butt in the mirror, then grabbed one cheek then the next and pulled them apart. Bending over, I could see my hole. The fucking phone rang from the entrance gate. I went and picked it up. It was my bud - he was at the gate - and needed to be buzzed in. I did so, then put on a pair of shorts and then answered the door. My bud came in and was blown away at all I had done, then went on about his night and sex play. As he spoke, we had moved to the kitchen and he pulled out his stash box, a baggie and straw. "Looks like all you need to do is get dressed after we do a little T and we can be off to the Eagle again. This time I won't be such a shitty tour guide" he said. We snorted two large lines each and I felt waves of heat, growing hornier and hotter every second. "Let's see what you got to wear", he said as he flew into the bedroom. He immediately saw a pair of black work boots and pulled them out, followed by a pair of Levi's that were pretty torn up and had a tear in the butt area, and then a black wife beater. " There you go! Put this all on and I'll get another set of lines for us." Dressed, I went out to the kitchen where we did two more smaller lines and out the door we went. I was feeling really good. Horned up as fuck. When we got to the Eagle, as before, my bed headed into the dark room to the left - and I was pulled right in there with him. It was odd - but hot. The room was packed with guys walking in both directions feeling their way through. My bud pulled me to the side against the wall and we stopped. He said just to stand there for a moment and see what happens. In seconds I hear him say, " oh, yeah. That's right. Suck my fuckin dick". I couldn't see anything. Hands suddenly groped my crotch, another set massaging my ass, and yet another set rubbing my chest and nips. I began sweating as I moaned. I could feel my jeans being undone and being pushed down. My jock pulled aside and my dick, now hard, being swallowed to the root. My shirt was being pulled up over my head and then I felt my hole being explored first with a finger. Then a pair of hands began to push me forward as the fingers were replaced with a tongue. I blew my load down the one guys throat just then. I called out my buds name and there was no response. I then pulled away from the group, pulled up my jeans, and walked through the room. At the end was my bud, standing there wuth 2 drinks and smiling from ear to ear. "Didn't want to interrupt you back there! Looks like you could use a drink!" We then chatted, caught up with each other and commented on the many hot guys there. Time had flew by and the bar was closing. We headed out to my buds truck where we did a couple more lines. "You got to check out the bath houses here. Got 2 of them. One we call the Hilton, the other just club 2. Both can be fun, but club 2 is usually a bit more raunchy. It's smaller, and hit and miss just like everywhere else.". He dropped me off at home, slipping me a baggie as I got out of his truck. As I had already told myself I would grab a few things and check out club 2, the added T was a bonus I was spun a bit, but kept myself as normal as I could. I was also nervous being my first time there. The attendant was, to be honest, not at all my tupe, very much older, but very friendly in a non sexual way. I got a room, got naked, kept my black work boots on with socks, wrapped my towel around my waist, and began to explore the space checking everything and everyone out. Once I had the lay of the land down, I took off my socks and boots and headed to the shower to clean up and re-check myself. The bathhouse was not very busy. I thought that odd being a Saturday night and a holiday weekend. No one was in the shower area and I saw maybe 3 guys. I took my time in the group shower area, which you could see anyone that might use the hot tub, sauna or steam room. Not a soul. I headed back to my room. The attendant was checking rooms and saw me, had a huge smile, and greeted me like I had known him forever. We started talking about all sorts of shit in the hallway outside my room. My nervousness faded away as my towel once wrapped around my waist ended up over my shoulder. A few guys walked past us looking like they just arrived. A couple of them looked pretty hot, and turned back to look towards us as they walked by. I began to feel like this could be a hot time.

Hi guys. I'm Christopher. I'm 18 years old and finished high school today. There are no two ways around it, I am a geek, a nerd. Up until now if my nose wasn't in a book studying I was busy in the debating club or practicing in the band room. Not something cool like the drums, or trumpet or a sexy saxophone. No, I'm a geeky oboe player. I've never had the time or even interest to date girls. I've been too shy and frightened to explore guys or anything sexual for that matter. My nerdiness extends to being a computer geek. But most of that time has been consumed with playing dungeons and dragons type games on the family desk top in our basement wreck room. I did stumble across porn a few times but was so afraid someone would see me or notice what had been opened through the browser that I moved on and deleted the browser history as fast as I could. That was until last night! Yesterday my parents gave me my very own laptop. I'll be going away to university in the fall and they wanted me to have the summer to get used to it. The moment I saw the beautifully wrapped package and ripped off the paper I felt this deep inner surge of excitement. I immediately vowed to myself I was going to be more adventurous and courageous. I excused myself, went straight to my room, locked the door and stripped naked. I had already sprung a boner and loved the feeling of my erect eight inches hanging heavy. I rustled through my underwear drawer determined to put on my sexiest pair only to remember all I have are boring white briefs. For the first time in my life I said to myself 'fuck it'. I pulled on my oldest most comfortable blue jeans commando. Looking through my tshirts I realized how good my naked chest and abdomen felt. I looked in the mirror and traced down my treasure trove, unbuttoned the top of my jeans and fondled my still hard cock. Every part of my body smiled and my inner voice said 'Ready.' Opening and booting the laptop I worried that somehow others on the family internet would be able to see what I was browsing. A slight breeze grazed my left nipple, my cock jumped and for the second time I thought, 'fuck it, I'm not living in fear anymore.' I opened the browser and typed in Gay Porn. The next five hours flew by in a visual orgy of gay sex and furious wanking. I had never experienced such powerful orgasms and after the fourth realized just how angry red and soar my penis was. For another first I slept naked and every dream I was in the middle of vivid hot sex. I awoke with a start at 6:30 AM with my cock blasting forth from my wet dream. Checking the weather I uncharacteristically pulled on my khaki shorts, commando and stretched the neck of my loosest fitting tshirt before pulling it on. Liking the loose neck the sleaves just didn't feel right. So I pulled it off and cut them off leaving deep openings like the one worn by the porn star before his bareback public bathroom scene that I found so hot last night. My mom looked a bit taken aback as I headed out for my last day of school but she didn't say anything. Some of my friends teased me, but liberation and confidence had fully taken hold and their comments only egged on my cavalier attitude. In all my years of schooling a day had never dragged so slowly. All I could think about was getting home to my new computer and being awash in gay porn. I was totally surprised to find myself taking a much longer route home when the final bell rang. I didn't even really know where I was headed, it was as if a powerful magnet was pulling me in a direction I had no choice but to go. A direction that had me smiling all over and my cock tenting my shorts. I found myself locking my bike to a tree and taking a path into a woods beside a big parking lot with only a few cars. The deeper into the woods I went the more adrenaline pumped through my body. I began seeing less traveled paths branching left and right, as well as some well trampled areas with used Kleenex and condoms strewn around. I met an old grey haired man coming toward me. He smiled and stroked his crotch. I panicked,looked away and bolted past him. I decided to try a well used path that veered down into a ravine. I followed it for 100 feet and came to a sudden hault. I couldn't believe my eyes. Ahead, just off the trail, was a bent over gorgeous hunk of a man bracing himself against a sturdy tree. A fit looking middle aged man was fucking him. I had suddenly walked into one of the porn videos from last night but this was live in front of me. The guy getting fucked was my image of perfection. About 25 years old, nicely muscled, olive skin and hairy body. His face was handsome with a strong jaw and closely trimmed beard. It showed he was clearly enjoying every bit of the pounding his ass was receiving. They had not noticed my arrival even though I was close enough to hear every slap of his ass and both their ragged breathing. The top was first to speak. "I'm close. Where do you want this load." Bottom; "In my ass of course." My thoughts; 'Wait, are they fucking bareback?' Top, "Are you sure? I'm poz." My mind; 'Fuck! They are fucking raw.' Bottom; "Yeah man, especially if you're toxic." Top; "Then you're either already poz or on Prep?" Bottom; "No fuckin way man! Just breed me, knock me up. I want your load in my gut, even if you're undetectable." Top; "No meds here bud. ... so close ...That's why I scratched you prepin your dumb ass ... argh, fuuuuuuccck ... loadin yah. " Bottom; "Fuck yeah man! Seed me deep! Poz my ass!"

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Last night with my boy, Drew and my buddy, Steve. After an hour of ass eating and cocksucking, Drew lay on the bed face down. I mounted him and went balls deep up my boy's hole. Steve mounted me and ripped my hole wide open. He's got a massive cock and he's a ruff cocksman. He pounded my hard which made me thrust into Drew. I shot first and had to endure at least 10 more minutes of Steve wrecking my hole. He finally creamed my ass and rolled off. Drew got on top of me and shoved his cock up my gaping asshiole. He fucked me and mixed his sperm with Steve's. I fukkin luv being a cum hole for those two

Visiting Palm Springs. Got fucked a bred last night by a nice guy whom I suspect lives a straight life on the regular. He was staying in Joshua Tree park and just came to CCBC for sex. Nice guy - very passionate and kissed me a lot. I was very dominant so I totally took a sub role and he fucked my mouth and then my ass and almost made love to me. It was very hot. Then he said do you want me to fuck you some more or can I shoot my load in you. I said I want your load. It was fucking awesome. Showered and went to sleep.

GreaT sTory! Hope you will conTinue! Clubhouse II is lots of fun - haven't been there in awhile, so I'm glad to hear it's still open. Never failed to fuck or get fucked when i was there. Not always the most attractive crowd, but if you're into nasTy, raw, kinky, raunchy chem-fueled sex... you won't be disappointed! i always got the FFA room - it was at the end of the hallway (so, lots of traffic) and it had eyebolts in the ceiling to hang your sling (which i always broughT).

That is why we need everyone to patronize the ones that are left so they do not close too. The apps will never be able to replace the bathhouse experience!

I love to deep breed ur Hungary hole.

We should all have friends this good!!!

My sister collected Peter and myself, and I left the house with mixed feelings, I wanted to leave and be away from the danger of being injured by the aggressive nature of the men there, (I already had tissue paper between my bum cheeks as I was bleeding from my anus), but at the same time I just wanted to get high and be the centre of attraction. We drove back to Peters place, he and my sister talking, apparently even after costs, they made a fair bit of money, some on entrance fee some on party favours, my obvious thought was that I should get some of the money, after all I was one of the party favours, but they talked about splitting it three ways, my sister, Peter and Daniel. There wasn’t a party every weekend, just most from what I could gather, and so for the next three weeks there were no parties planned, however, there was different stuff to do, a few days after that party, Terri came to Peters house we spent the day together Terri showing me how to walk in high heels, one foot in front of the other moving with my upper body straight so my bum moved as my feet crossed in front of each other. We also talked about make –up tips and even such things as to how to please a man. That evening Terri stayed at Peter’s house in bed with myself and Peter and I had to practice on Peter some of the things Terri had shown me. I learnt a lot from Terri, I learnt that all the people who worked for my sister had different roles to play, for instance, Terri was a Dominant T-Gurl, meaning that he fucked as much as he got fucked, sometimes guys and sometimes girls and sometimes T-gurls. He also sometimes performed at parties and sometimes in films, all the girls and T-gurls did. He showed me some of his stuff on the net, including something I had never heard of, hypnosis videos for turning straights into sissy fags. Helen was being developed into an extreme body modified all-round whore hence her nipple stretching, she would also be getting some tattoos, I said there is nothing wrong with a few tattoos, but the ones Terri showed me on the net where pretty extreme, whole body, nipples, arsehole, also things like piercings to her cunt, lips, nose, cheeks and what seemed most extreme to me, tongue splitting, apparently it can be used to give a guy an amazing blowjob, Helen was to have hers done along with a tongue stud in each half of her tongue and then after that, anything that customers might consider and suggest. My mother on the other hand being a bit more mature at 42 was to be an all-round whore but specialising in extreme anal, anal prolapse, anal fisting, extreme dildos, etc. I was being developed into a girly gurl, I would only ever be a bottom, with one or two very few exceptions and those only in the very near future. What I thought where vitamins Terri told me where in fact Hormone replacement Therapy, that sometime in the future would see my tits grow and my penis would become smaller and my balls no longer produce sperm, I didn’t really know what to think of this, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted it, I was transitioning, I was pleased with the pleasure I brought to real men. Terri did advise me to never ever piss off my sister, one of the mothers of a girl working on the street attacked Tracy, I had never heard about this, she wanted her daughter back, no longer the drug addled whore my sister turned out to fuck winos and old men. Some weeks later that mother was working alongside her daughter and also specialised in the most extreme of kinks both at parties and on film sometimes with her daughter. And of course, all of us carried HIV, needle sharing was common place and both girls and T-gurls were encouraged to not only fuck customers but to fuck them up too, anyone would think my sister was on a one person mission to infect the world. The following week, my sister and I took the train into one of the major cities, from there, we went to some kind of clinic. I already felt very conscious about how I dressed, usually stockings or tights, (pantyhose), G-string, thong or lace panties, always a micro skirt or dress, high heels and thin tops. Today was no exception and yet as I entered the clinic, no one took any notice of me, I was just another patient or customer or whatever, totally different from my journey here where some people especially women, looked at me with disgust as did some men, but others openly leered at me, even going so far as to try to look up my skirt. Not here in the clinic. My sister booked us in and we were shown to a waiting room where my sister filled out some forms, I know I would have struggled with them with my long polished fingernails. Before long we were led to another room where I was told to strip, I did so immediately, no questions, over the past few weeks I had become compliant, it was my sister who asked if I should strip totally. The woman in the white coat remarked that it just made things easier. Areas of my face where started on, with a cool gel applied and at this point I still didn’t know what was happening to me, I couldn’t see much I was wearing dark goggles, I felt like an almost tugging sensation on my skin, “What’s happening?” “Just getting all your body and facial hair removed” The treatment lasted most of the day and included under my arms, my chest, my back, my legs, my groin and of course my bum crack and hole, that was the most embarrassing as I knew the person working on me would, once they had removed my butt plug, be able to see the extent to which my bum hole was now a bois pussy in constant use. Later on in the day I was taken to another room, placed in a chair and had a female assistant told me to relax, everything would be fine, my sister held my hand and told me that I was about to have lip fillers put in, when the assistant finished, my lips felt as though I was permanently pouting, almost like they were sticking out a little from my face, my sister even before the woman left the room commented, “Wow, amazing, all the guys are going to want to fuck your pretty mouth now” I was still naked except for a hospital type gown and I was taken to a third room, given some creams and told to apply them to the areas that had been lazered, and then told to dress and come back in 4 weeks for follow up treatment. My sister told me we would in fact becoming back sooner than that, next week I was to have my make-up applied, I like make-up, I didn’t realise at first why it would be done there, why we had to travel all that way and my sister obviously noted the confusion on my face, “It will be tattooed on, eyebrows, eyeliner and lip blusher but to further enhance your lips, you will have lip blusher you can never have lips too big for sucking cock” We left the clinic and went shopping, my sister choosing the sexiest lacy and racy clothing and holding it in front of me, also getting me to try on skirts and asking the assistants what they thought, yes I was embarrassed, but at the same time I was once again the centre of attention and I loved that. We eventually left the city and got back to Peters place, and as my sister had promised, a couple of days later we were back in the city so I could have my makeup tattooed on, it was fine, it didn’t hurt except a little on my lips, when I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t help but think my lips where so big, they were just inviting to be fucked. I really didn’t look just like a girl anymore, now I looked like a whore, but when men looked at my chest and my two little bumps for tits, they would know what kind of whore I was. The funny thing was, that I wasn’t just attractive to men, the occasional woman would look at me too, not in disgust but somewhere between lust and curiosity, not very many, just one or two. Back at Peters, life went on as normal, quite boring when Peter was at work, but fun times when he was at home, lots of fucking and sucking and one night Peter even brought back two friends a married gay couple, the four of us had fun, and it got me to thinking, would Peter ever want to marry me? And if he did, would I? or even would I have a choice? How would it happen? I asked one of the guys he brought over and he said they got married in a register office, both in suits with friends there. Of course I couldn’t imagine myself in a suit anymore, obviously not gurly enough for me, but a wedding dress……………what the hell, Peter would not marry me and no one ever will, and in a wedding dress? Am I going completely nuts? The problem being I had way too much time on my hands and it left me time to think. Then, approximately a month after my first party, things changed, I fell ill, my head ached, I sweated, my glands in throat and groin came up and even as sick as I felt, Peter still insisted on using me, I hated him at that time, he didn’t much ask for blow jobs in that time but he still used my pussy a lot. I also heard from him that a few days before I got sick so did Helen, no one else seemed to get it and by that time I knew what it was, I had been checked and so had Helen and my sister took great delight in reading out our results to us when Helen was at Peters one evening, we were both Poz but, that wasn’t the end of Tracys so called great news, although I might have disagreed with her on the concept of “great news”, apparently Helen was pregnant and of course no one knew who the father was and the final bit of news, our mother was sick with the same symptoms we had had, they would wait for her results and if Poz, the three of us would be tattooed together and of course there would be the inevitable party.

I change my undies as often as I change my mind: Never! 🙃 Actually, I'll usually put on a clean pair each day to go to work, but I'll strip as soon as I get home. Later, if I need to run out to the store or do something that requires clothes, I have no problem grabbing a pair from the laundry basket since most of the stuff in there has only been worn for a few hours. Underwear has three basic functions: it absorbs sweat / moderates body temperature, prevents chafing, and supports jiggly bits. As for preferences, I prefer cotton, and usually wear briefs, bikini briefs, or trunks. Not a fan of boxers. Also, I usually buy black undies because I'm too lazy to separate whites and all my clothes can go in one load.

Right on time Jess made it to Brandon’s place and again he guided her into his place and took off all her clothes and kissed her, took her into the bedroom, and had her give him oral and then he ate her out making her cum again and then fucked her and gave her the first load of the day. The next guy was an older guy white with a fat dick. He was hairy and his bush was salt and pepper. He pulled her up out of bed and made her suck his fat soft dick till he was rock hard and then he pushed her up on the bed and spread her legs and slowly spread her pussy with his fat dick and fucked her for twenty minutes and came in her. He got dressed slowly and Jess pulled her legs together while he was, and he grabbed her left leg and pulled her leg open and then rubbed her clit and she started to moan and cum started to lead out of her cunt. He did not let her cum, he stopped and scooped up the cum and took it to her lips and told her to open and he fed her the cum. Good little whore, eat my cum just before he turned and walked out. Next two young guys Brandon found online. The came in and stripped and each was sporting eight inches and they used her and fucked her, first spit roaster her and then DVP. They both came with their dick logged inside her. They high fived after they pulled out and both got dressed and left. Neither of them saying anything to Jess. Brandon came in to check on Jess and held her. She seemed a little sad, he told her what a great girl she was and that she was beautiful, and he kissed her and brought a smile to her face. There was a knock at the door, and it was Red with a bud from work. He introduced Brandon and then told his bud Amad to get his whore. Amad went in and he come over to Jess and smiled at her and she smiled back, and he felt her tight abdominal muscles and her tits and then he grabbed her neck and began to choke her. He was no longer smiling, he asked Jessica if she was going to be a good whore. She could not talk or even breath. He said I did not hear an answer, he held her neck tighter and then he said blink once for yes and twice for now. She blinked once and he let off her neck and she gasped for air. He then undressed reveling a huge dark penis, Amad worked his hands down between her legs and slide two fingers inside her. He held them there while he pressed his dick into her mouth. He grabbed Jess’s head and fucked her face while he slide another finger inside her. He fingered her and while she was gagging on his dick she came, and he slide another finger inside her. She was whimpering all over his dick as he stretched her cunt and banged her pussy with his fingers and more and more of his hand. He was close to getting his hand inside her when he pulled out of her mouth and flipped her around and helped her onto her knees, pushed her head down and then put the sheet over her head and slide in her wet pussy and fucked her hard for ten minutes and shot inside her. He pulled out and slide four fingers inside her and worked his fist around and she screamed when he pressed hard and slide inside her cunt. He fisted her until she came again and then pulled out and told her to stay just like that. He got dressed and Red came in and he showed him her pussy and Red slide two and then three fingers inside her and soon he had all four inside her and he pressed hard and his larger hand had trouble getting in but finally went in with some twisting and force and she screamed again and he let her get used to it and then moved his hand around till she came and he pulled out and then helped her up and to the bathroom where he gave her an enema and made her sit on the toilet while he fucked her throat and then helped her to the bedroom where he fucked her ass for twenty minutes and shot his load inside her. When finished he pushed her to the side and cleaned up and got dressed. He told her she was a better whore today then yesterday; you are getting better slut. Then he slapped her on the ass and walked out. Brandon can in and took her to the shower and got in with her and cleaned her up and once they were out and both dried off, he helped her in bed and spooned her until eh was rock hard and then he lubed up and slide in her ass and fucked her like the two had before and shot his load in her ass and they both fell asleep. He fucked her once more in the middle of the night and then when they woke up in the morning he told her she should get going but to be back at 3 PM today.

Before someone else could mount me Seth returned to announce that the sling was open and being held for me. Randy and Seth each grabbed an arm while two guys I didn't know grabbed my legs. I was carried out of the room, down the hall and into another (much larger) room and placed in the sling. My wrist and ankles were placed in restraints that were attached to the chains of the sling, I was not going anywhere. Then one of the guys that had my legs got between my legs and shoved his cock inside my hole. I then had Seth and Randy on either side of me placing a piece of rubber on both biceps. They each had a syringe in hand and after wiping each arm with alcohol stuck me with the needle. I watched as each point was emptied into my vein. The bands were removed from my arms, I felt a strong need to cough as I felt my heart begin to race. I then heard a loud ringing in my ears and couldn't see clearly. All I felt was a hunger in my hole. It was at this point I lost track of time. I wasn't sure how many guys fucked me until I started to come down. I didn't even know what day it was or how long I had been at the bathhouse. All I knew was that I was still with Seth and Randy. I later found out I had been in the bathhouse for 2 days, had been fucked by every guy in the place and taken somewhere near 60 loads. It was Monday morning as Seth and Randy helped me get dressed. When I got home I found there information in my pocket with a link to their profiles and one to video that was shot while I was in the sling. I almost got sick to my stomach when I read on their BBRT profiles that they were HIV+. When I watched the video I got turned on and hard as steel. I'll never forget getting more then I bargained for on my first trip to the baths.

The fat black man fucking me indicated he was about to cum. His equally fat black cock was tearing me up and I loved it. The bathhouse was surprisingly busy for a Tuesday night. I was hunched over a fuck bench holding on for dear life as the raw fucker battered and buttered my hole with his load. A faint wave of guilt interrupted my pleasure at being bred when I thought of my boyfriend Chet who at the moment was discussing the latest Mark Kurlansky book at his weekly book club meeting. He had no idea I spent my Tuesdays hunting down loads at any number of adult establishments. The guy pulled out and I caught a glimpse of his half hard cock shiny with lube and cum swinging heavily below his gut. Before I could decide whether to stay or go the old guy in the corner who had been jerking off to the show made up his mind. He stepped up and slipped his cock into my well used hole. He was not as big as the black guy but plenty big enough. I moaned as he eased himself into a slow fuck. Then a voice from the dark shattered my idyll. "Well look who we have here," Brad, one of Chet's best friends sauntered up to me from out of the shadows. Fuck!!! Brad was a big oaf of a man, red blonde and furry. I had always been curious about him, wondered what he was packing. Unfortunately I was about to find out. He stood in front of me his big legs wide, arms crossed, a shit eating grin on his malicious face. I was not exactly trapped but I was loathed to push the old man off me before I got his load and besides I was already busted now all I could do is wait to find out the cost of my betrayal. "Sooo...," Brad drawled, "while the hubby is off chatting about the best seller list and drinking wine spritzers you're here getting your slut hole filled." He was right but I had to try to get out of this. Unfortunately my sex addled and desperate brain was not up to the task. I tried to bluff, " It's not what it looks like." Of course it was exactly what it looked like. "This is my first time. I was curious, please don't tell Chet." I was yammering on but Brad cut me off. "Don't insult my intelligence buddy. I might look like a ditch digger but my brain works just fine. I saw your piece of crap Tacoma when I pulled in here." Hey, my crazy brain protested inwardly, my truck was not a piece of crap. "You know Mark that works the counter? We go way back. I still throw him a bone once in a while and by bone I mean I fuck him. The guy has no discretion, gotta mouth like a fish wife. He says you are in here every Tuesday without fail. Says he even fucked you once on a break. Soooo...you gonna stick with your bullshit story?" The old guy was still fucking me even as he soaked in all Brad had to say. He chuckled at the last line. I did not know what to say so I remained quiet. Brad moved closer, his groin so close but not touching. I tried not to look but his bloated meat was so hard to resist. It was big and pink and tasty looking. My pride, what little I had left kept me from reaching for it. He trailed a big mitt down my back to my ass, kneading my cheeks and pulling them apart so the guy fucking me could get in deeper. "We always wondered, me and the guys that is, what your hole would feel like. You're a good looking man. I never imagined I'd have a shot with you, nope not in a million years." His hands kept moving. "Not you with your GQ looks, $200 shoes and vintage ties." The guys did tend to give me a lot of grief over my 'fancy' cloths and expensive hair cuts. "But look at you, under that glossy refined exterior is just another slut cum dump begging for loads. I started to protest, again he shut me up. "Don't even!", he cut himself off by roughly grabbing my chin so he could look me in the eye. "I've been watching you this whole time. I saw you get fucked through a glory hole. And what about that fat slob that just seeded your hole and this geezer." He gestured at the old man who was still banging away. "No offense intended." The old man cackled, "None taken. I fucked this guy before. I ain't never seen him turn down a dick." "Cut the crap and just admit you are a cum dump." "No load refused," added the old man laughing heartily and sounding like a craigslist ad. I slumped in defeat. My secret was out. "Okay Gramps," Brad was taking charge," time for you to breed this bitch. I've got plans for his ass and they don't include you." "Alright, alright," the old man huffed, " getting close, so close." Then he let out a long squeaky moan and I knew he was getting his nut. Also I recognized the moan. He had fucked a load into my ass more than once. He was probably a Tuesday night regular also. I rarely bother to turn and look at the guys fucking me on the bench. I love the sleazy anonymity of it. The geezer pulled out and gave my ass a slap. "Have fun boys, looks like you two have some catching up to do." He wandered off throwing a wave over his shoulder, "See you next Tuesday." Bastard! I tried to get off the bench but Brad was having none of it. I settled back down too afraid of him to argue. "You just get comfy. We are waiting for someone." "Who! Who are we waiting for?" I started to panic fearing he had called Chet. "Is it...is it..."I was so breathless I couldn't even say his name. "Calm down buddy. It's not Chet. Just a mutual friend looking forward to getting to know you better and I mean that in the Biblical sense." Oh shit that could only be one person, Brad's pal, the biggest asshole in the metropolitan area, BJ." And as if on cue he stepped into the room a smile so big on his face I thought his jaw might split and fall off. BJ, one of the guys, was one of Chet's oldest friends. They went to high school together and I think that was the only thing they had in common. Chet was too much of a sweetheart to tell BJ to get lost and BJ liked Chet's liquor cabinet too much to exit the scene. BJ was not even his real name. He earned it by getting caught twice in high school receiving blow jobs from classmates in the restroom. BJ was every bit as big as Brad but where Brad was bearish BJ was big boned and raw skinned with hard spare muscles and without an ounce kindness in his ugly mug. He reminded me of Willem Dafoe. I detested him. He was a lazy creep, always skirting the law and his mouth was always spouting invective. BJ was one of the few men (him and Trump) that I had no desire to see his package. Every other guy on the planet, even the lowliest, grossest slob, I have to wonder about his his dick. I mean when its poking through a gloryhole what does it matter. Not BJ though. It was not his body I objected to, it was him. "Hey GQ," BJ's nickname for me, "fancy meeting you here. Enjoying yourself?" He walked around me his eyes roaming over my body greedily. I remained quiet. "You are being rude GQ. Hogging the fuck bench like this. Why don't you hop off and give one of these other fags a go." There was no one else in the room but us. They each took and arm and helped me off. I have to admit my legs were a little wobbly. Recent events had over taken my stability and reality. They guided me over to a wide padded bench and sat me in between them. "You know GQ every time I look at that pretty face of yours I have the same damn thought. I'm a fucking broken record." He slapped my knee, hard. My flinch only served to widen his already ridiculous smile. "You want to know what it is?" I shook my head. "Oh come on, aren't you a teensy weensy bit curious." His grip on my knee became painful. "Okay, okay," I gave in trying to push his hand off my knee. "Tell me." Now I should point out I am not exactly a 90lb weakling. I am 6'2'', 175lbs, but both these guys had a couple inches on me and way more muscle. BJ was terrifyingly strong. "When I look at you," he snarled, "I want to feel that arrogant face of yours pushing into my ass." God no! He wants me to eat his ass. Now don't get me wrong. I am a devoted ass eater and the hairier the better but fucking BJ. NO WAY! It would be too demeaning, too gross. He could see the refusal in my face. I looked him the eye and I have never seen a more disgusted and hateful expression. "I know what you think of me GQ. I know you think you are better than me. That I am trash, that I only use people for what I can get. And who knows you might be right but I am not the one that just got caught cheating on his boyfriend and not only cheating but whoring out his hole to anybody with a heartbeat and a hard-on so you tell me old pal who's trash now? Which one of us is on the moral high ground?" My heart lurched. He was right. I did think I was better than him but was I really? BJ did not give me any more time to ponder the issue. "Don't worry about it sport," he ruffled my hair like I was a five year old. "I am totally willing to come down to your level, your lying cheating morally corrupt level. You can keep cheating on your boyfriend like you want and I am going to blackmail your ass...so I can get into your ass. You can keep your happy Martha Fucking Stewart life with preppy little Chet but on Tuesday nights you're mine. And Brad's of course." He gave Brad a friendly punch on the shoulder. I had to make one last attempt at getting out of this. "C'mon Brad you are better than this," I pleaded. "Don't let this asshole lead you into something you will regret. Brad shook his head but with no regret. "Sorry bud, this is a dream come true." He wrapped an arm around me and pulled us closer and despite the agony my soul was in I noticed how damn good he felt. "I have jerked off too many times dreaming of this moment and there is no way in hell I am letting it slip by. Besides you know, deep down, you want this. Hell I notice you checking out my package all the time." He had me there. I spent many a social gathering staring at his crotch trying to decide if he was cut or not. BJ interrupted. "Enough jibber jabber, my ass isn't going to eat itself." Two seconds later I was on my back staring up at BJ's hairless and wrinkled pucker. He pressed his hole to my lips and I clamped my mouth shut. He wiggled his ass back and forth, the silky weight of his sack caressing my chin. "Time to get busy GQ. I am not going to say it again. Either your tongue goes up my hole or I get my cell to call Chet." I gave in and pushed my tongue out. A few licks and his hole opened up like a spring flower. A few more licks and I was in deep and god help me he tasted so good. My cock was rock hard. My cum dump instinct took over and I was busy trying to push my head up his ass. I couldn't believe I was eating BJ's ass and loving it. I hated him but could not get enough of his hole. I could hear Brad talking to someone. Then I heard, "Go ahead and fuck him. He's not going anywhere." A moment later I felt the head of a cock rubbing up and down my asshole. When he paused I pushed out and managed to get it in me. "God damn," the guy swore, "he's a hungry bottom ain't he." Then he slammed the rest of his cock into me and I was breathless for a moment with both the pain in my ass and the lack of available air due to BJ grinding his hole hard in my face. I had no complaints. Except for being caught out life was fucking great. I had a raw anonymous cock in my ass and tasty asshole to feast on. There was nothing to do but enjoy. The top did not last long. He shot his load and departed but was immediately replaced by another and I wondered if it was Brad. Turns out it was not. Brad wanted my hole good and loaded before he had his way with me. BJ did not seem in any hurry to disengage his hole from my tongue so I settled in for a long rimming session. When I did get a break I asked the guys if they had any poppers. I was in total slut mode now. "You continue to shock me GQ," said BJ. "Be right back." He headed off towards the lockers but not before suggesting to Brad that I might be more comfortable in a sling. I followed Brad to the sling room not bothering to hide my eagerness. He patted the sling gesturing me to get in. Shyly I asked him if I could suck his dick before he fucked me. I still felt awkward about the situation but Brad's cock was even more beautiful than I had imagined and I could not wait to taste it. He shook his head as he pushed me into the sling, pulled my legs up and fastened the shackles to my ankles. "You're gonna be sucking my dick a lot. Don't worry your pretty head about that. You and my meat are going to get very well acquainted but right now its not about what you want and what I want is to see you fucked raw. I want to hear you beg for my meat in your cheating slut hole." BJ soon reappeared tossing me the little brown bottle. He had even thoughtfully removed the annoying plastic seal. I immediately took a hit and felt my hole pulse with the chemical high. As much as I hated BJ I wanted him to fuck me more than anyone. He teased my hole with his cock backing away every time I tried to get him inside. He was loving it and to be honest so was I. "Beg for it," he insisted," tell me what a piece of shit slut you are." "Please fuck me BJ, please. I want your load so bad." "What's my name?" his voice turned harsh and he gave my nut sack a smack. I flinched and started over over. I was too slow in responding with his real name. "David," I gasped when he menaced my balls again sending shivers of pain through my body. "I'm a lying, worthless cum dump that doesn't deserve your load David." I shouted. "It's too good for me but I need it." I rambled on doing a shit job I am sure but I knew he was going to fuck he just wanted to humiliate me first. I didn't care. I wanted cock. Luckily I managed a hit of poppers as he slammed his full length into me. It was brutal but felt so fucking good. It was a hate fuck and I have never been so turned on in my life. I couldn't touch my cock for fear of blasting off. Losing all self esteem and I pulled at BJ trying get him close enough for a kiss. His look of disgust only served to make my cock harder. "You really are pathetic," he spit before pressing his lips to mine and exploring my gums with his tongue. I kissed him greedily trying to make sure every inch of his rampant cock was lodged in my greedy hole. When he shot his load my bliss went into overdrive. His ugly mug contorted and his muscles strained as he concentrated on his nut making sure I was fully bred and loaded. He pulled out too soon offering Brad a turn. Brad mounted me quickly and BJ came to my side to have his cock cleaned. Brad was a fun fuck, his boyish smile never leaving his lips as he watched me clean cum and ass juice off my rival. Instead of breeding me Brad went to my other side and pushed his cock into my mouth. BJ surprised me by bending over to share giving Brad a blow job. When the orgasm came BJ took most of the jizz but then pushed it into my mouth. We shared a cummy kiss snowballing Brad's load. My cock was a hair trigger at this point. As soon as Brad put his lips to my cock I exploded. I moaned into BJ's mouth and spit frothed cum dribbled out as the most extreme orgasm I had yet to experience shattered my body. Brad joined us for a three way kiss so share my load. Brad and BJ helped me out of the sling and we all headed for the showers in silence. I had no idea what to say or how I should feel. What I did know was that I wanted these two men again. I wanted them to use me as they saw fit. As we all dressed I turned to BJ. "Next Tuesday," It was a question. Grabbing his bag he shrugged. "I'll think about it," but the wink told me my hole was going to get well acquainted with BJ's cock. I stopped at Barnes and Noble on the way home and bought Chet a $200 gift card.

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.

Predators and prey Michael was a good boy. He was a good pupil and always listened to his parents. He helped old people in crossing the street and was involved in his church. And Michael believed in God. Still there was a dark secret hidden in this otherwise always friendly guy. Michael fantasized of being sexually dominated by men. His parents didn’t know he was gay. To the extent either of them thought about it, both his mother and father assumed he was shy with girls, but that eventually he would grow out of it. Neither ever considered Michael might be a dick-taking faggot. Now, at the age of 18, having received his driving license, Mike felt an overwhelming urge to get fucked. The urge grew from day to day. In his mind he was ripped open by one, two, three, sometimes even four guys. He wanted to serve them with his body. He instinctively knew his role was to be on the receiving end. Living in a small village, where everyone knew each other it was impossible for Mike to stare at the other boys. He was always keeping his little secret to himself and never gave anyone the opportunity to think otherwise of him. He was the cute Christian neighbor boy, who was saving himself for the right girl. “Mom?” “What is it” his mother yelled from the kitchen. “Can I borrow the car, please?” he asked politely. His mother came into the hall. It was almost 10:00 o’clock in the evening. "Why do you need the car at this hour," she asked. "I forgot a school book at a buddy's house and I need it for an upcoming exam," Michael explained. His mother trusted Michael in all of his action and although she was worried about him, driving in the dark he convinced her, that he needed the book urgently and would be back soon. Michael’s father died two year ago from cancer. Since then he was ‘the man’ in the house. His mother smiled to him and asked him to drive slowly and to be home soon. Michael took the keys from the table and told his mother he would return soon and that he might chat with his friend a bit. Michael never mentioned a name and his mother didn't think to ask which of Michael's friends. In any event off Michael went in his mother's car. Of course his destination was not a buddy's house, but rather a cruising lot where gays met to fuck each other. He read about the place on the internet. His destination was a parking lot which adjoined a nearby forest. As he drove into the parking lot, Michael thought "Now is the time to get some action." In the forum he read about the cruising area. It was well visited and people wrote about their sex encounters which made Mike always horny. He read about the option of being fucked bareback. Mike knew about condoms, but sex was never a subject at home. He knew condoms prevent a girl of becoming pregnant, but he was not a girl. Believe it or not, but Michael was unaware of the dangers of STD’s or HIV. This was just not part of his world and although he needed cock, he was also full of doubts, if the path he walked would lead him straight to hell. He had to drive quite some miles and in the back of his mind was hoping his mom didn’t check the mileage after all. Finally he arrived at his destination. It was almost 11:00 pm. There were several other cars parked in a big parking lot. Although the parking lot was officially a rest area, none of the cars were occupied with passengers. Mike was hard. He was wearing a tight blue jeans and a blue shirt with an imprint of his school, St. Barnabas. His heart was beating so fast. He thought it would burst inside of his chest. His jeans almost did anyway, showing a nice bulge, although Mike had not the biggest gun for sure. He opened the car door and exited the vehicle. He couldn’t see anyone although the moon was shining bright. Slowly he started walking towards the forest. He felt his ass tingle in excitement. Tonight he wanted to take cocks into his arse. He wouldn’t mind if some guys would use him and although he had dreams about the only one, he knew this was impossible for him. His was expected to get married one day and have a bunch of children. But he also had this needs and for tonight he would let guys be in charge of him and his young body. Michael entered the forest and suddenly saw a first couple engaged in sexual activities. He was so horny. This was the first time, he saw two guys actually doing something. One male was on his knees and was sucking a daddy type. The bearded hunk was around 40 and observed Michael instantly. Michael was actually looking shyly at the big cock of this dark haired top but was too afraid to stand still and start jerking or so. So he continued his way deeper into the darkness while the guy who had just focused on Mike pushed the sucker away and told him to fuck off. He had set his mind on this young twink, who was obviously the first time at such a place. Maybe he was a virgin. He closed his jeans and followed Michael. Other guys had also noticed the fresh meat and like predators they surrounded Michael eye-fucking the youngster. Michael was so excited. He had the feeling he wasn’t almost able to breathe. He passed some guys on his way through the woods. Deep voices reached out to him, enticing him with open invitations, such as “Hey there young one, need some hard dick?” And “What’s up, puppy? Looking for a daddy?” and again, “Hey boy, let me fuck your tight hole.” The sweet invitations to partake of debauchery of which Michael had only passing knowledge. He was too shy to reply, but he smiled cutely at all of them and was always looking at their big bulges and that was quite inviting for all of them. Another hunk actually stopped Michael by holding him by his shoulder and asked "Are you looking for some dick? We are all here to give it good to you. All you've gotta do is to spread your legs, you little cunt." Mike looked at the front of this guy's jeans. The buttons were open already and a thick cock was sticking out of his pants. Without a word the stud increased the pressure on Michael's shoulder and pressed him down onto his knees with the simple command "Suck." “I don’t know…how," Michael replied in a quiet, reserved whisper. “Are you a fucking virgin?” Mr. Big asked loudly. Michael nodded, in abject shame. “A fucking virgin,” Mr. Big replied with a coarse chuckle, adding “You know, you're gonna taste and feel many cocks tonight, little one.” With this pronouncement Mr. Big grabbed Michael's hair, pulling him down closer too his cock. “Just open your mouth and suck my dick. And take care of your teeth. Don’t scratch me with your fucking teeth” With that Michael was got his first taste of cock. He tried to look up to this macho fucker, but sucking for the first time, took much of his concentration and so he tried to take as much of the fuck meat into his mouth. The big guy pushed his dick further into Mikes throat and he choked on his cock. This was fucking great Michael thought. He hoped he would get used hard tonight. He wasn’t able to see, but 6 other guys were already jerking off. They had all heard the news, that this fucktoy was a virgin obviously. “Do you want to take dick up your cunt?” the guy above him asked. “Yes – please” Mike answered and blushed. “I just used my last condom bitch – you got some?” he asked loudly. “No – my mom would kill me, if she found condoms in my room”. "Your Mom?" the guy snickered. “You take it bare?” he asked loudly, so everyone nearby could hear the questioning. “Yes if course, that’s not a problem. I would love to take it raw. I will accept everyone” Michael replied and continued sucking dick. “Good boy. Very good boy. Let’s go. There is a shack nearby with a mattress inside. This is just the place we need to fuck you hard and give you some charged loads. Let’s go!” the male commanded. He dragged Michael by his arm and forced him to follow him through the woods. Michael now saw some other guys who were grinning at him wickedly. He felt like the star of the night. He knew everybody was wanting him and he was willing to accept every dick in his body. There was a glade in front of them and there he could see the booth. He was scared, but also excited. He wanted to be used. He needed cock. Tonight was the night he finally would experience what it meant to be a fagboy…

Part 1 Senator Davis lived next door to me. Or should I say the militant, racist, homophobic, Evangelical, far-right wing, ex-Marine, piece of shit senator Davis lived next door to me. He was a fairly high ranking member of the Republican party, and seemed to be moving further on up. And for 15 years, I've had to live next door to him. For 15 years I've had to put up with his glares and sneers and very obvious disdain of me. And I admit, in a weird way I kind of liked it. I liked that just my mere existence managed to rile him up. I mean, if he hated fags and Jews THAT much then he could move. But fuck him! I was here first! And I'll be damned if I was going to be the one chased out! After all, this had been my family home for three generations. As an only child, and the last in the line, it had naturally gone to me. So I claimed my territorial rights. He had, though, built a huge fence between our properties. Higher than the one that had previously existed. But that was fine with me, it just provided that much more privacy for not only my huge pool parties, (aka orgies) but also one of my hobbies, shooting porn. I had many hobbies, shooting porn was just one of them. I had been left a lot of family money, which I had wisely invested, (thank you Microsoft and Apple!) so I had never actually worked a real job a single day of my 50 years. And I looked pretty damn good for my age. Well, I could afford to. The best trainers and the best surgeons made me look easily 15 years younger than I was, despite the fact that I was poz. That, and I kept a youthful lifestyle. Youthful in the sense that I had always surrounded myself with beautiful young men. Money attracts that. I had learned early on that romantic relationships were just not for me. I would eventually get bored of whoever I was with, especially after they turned 22. So I kept it to houseboys, slaves, tricks, and the occasional whore. And I treated them very well. The houseboys at least, not so much the slaves, but then, that's why they were slaves. I always made sure the houseboys got a good education, so when I kicked them to the curb, they could at least support themselves. The slaves, I simply passed them along when I grew weary of them. I know lots of different people. If the Major only knew EVERYTHING that went on in my house his head would have exploded years ago. Ah yes, the Major. That's what I called the senator, because, well, that's what his son Chad calls him. Major, or Sir. I never once heard the kid call him dad. And I had observed their interactions for years. Every morning the Major and Chad would raise their American flag in their front yard and salut it before taking their morning run. Every evening Chad would play taps on a bugel as his father lowered and folded the flag. Oh Chad. Now, there was one of the finest young specimens I had ever laid eyes on. He was either the epitome of the perfect California boy, (even though we didn't live in California) or the ideal Hitler youth. Given that his dad is probably a Nazi, I'd go with the second analogy. He was probably 6'2" or 3, (certainly taller than his father) with golden blond hair that was shaved to stubble on the back and sides, but left a little longer on top with bangs that hung a little down his forehead over dazzling blue eyes that sparkled even brighter against his sun bronzed skin. His cute pug nose sat above a pair of thick, pink luscious lips. And his body was a work of art. Lean but solid muscle. He was a champion swimmer, having taken state in three different strokes, and he always kept it shaved totally smooth. How do I know this? Because years ago I had security cameras installed and one of them discreetly overlooked the Major's pool. Now, I'm not a total sicko, but I will admit I started spying on him with my laptop when he was 16. Many hours I spent watching as his dad made him swim laps over and over as he blew his whistle and screamed constantly at the kid, usually berating him. It wasn't till he was 18 that I REALLY starting taking a serious interest in the kid. I would zoom the camera in on his speedo covered body, admiring his firm pecs and tight stomach that had that perfect, amazing V that separated his abs from his hips and disappeared into his suit, practically pointing the way to what I'm sure had to be a gorgeous cock. I would salivate as he climbed out of the pool, wet, with his speedo's displaying a good sized bulge as the fabric strained against it. Of course, I eventually got to find out for sure about his cock as one day he had a young lady over. They frolicked together in the pool for a while, kissing, fondling each other before eventually climbing out and onto a pool chair. She laid down and it was at the perfect angle for me to see everything. She removed her top while he pulled down her bottoms. The he stripped out of his speedo and his glorious young cock sprung right up to attention. It was beautiful, I'm guessing about 9 inches, like my own, but not as fat. His was long and slender and curved into his belly. The girl giggled as he climbed between her legs, and like a typical teen boy, he just slid himself right into her. He wasted no time pumping his hips back and forth and I admired how his strong, white buttocks that contrasted so sharply against his bronzed skin clenched together each time he thrust into her. He fucked her hard and fast, as inexperienced boys do, and was soon throwing his head back with his mouth open as he filled the girl with his hot, young spunk. I emptied my own throbbing cock into the sucking mouth of my current houseboy as I imagined it was Chad between my legs, swallowing my load. It's funny how life can twist and turn. It was only one month later that I was sitting home alone one rainy night. Alone because my last houseboy had just had his 22nd birthday, so after a 15 man gangbang, he was gone. I was currently in between slaves, which was frankly an unusual position for me to be in. The doorbell rang, bringing me out of my daze of staring into the fire. I set my scotch down and answered it to see a soaking wet Chad standing before me. "I'm sorry to bother you Mr. Blum." An obviously drunk and very distraught Chad slurred at me. "But I'm kinda in a jam." "Well get in out of the rain!" I ordered him as I grabbed his elbow and he stumbled inside. "Get out of those wet clothes and I'll get you something dry to wear." I left him as he was peeling off his wet t-shirt. I returned with a robe, a nice thick terry cloth one. I was surprised to see that he was totally naked when I returned. He was obviously not shy. He had neatly folded his wet clothes and left them sitting by the door. I handed him the robe and grabbed his wet clothes. "I'll put these in the dryer. Go a head and have a seat by the fire. It'll warm you up." I returned to find him sitting on the floor in front of the fire, his knees pulled up to his chest and looking miserable. I poured a couple of fresh scotches and sat on the sofa. I patted the seat and said, "Come here Chad. Tell me what's going on." He sat next to me and I handed him a scotch. He sipped it while he looked anxious and upset. It took a while but finally he started talking. "The Major and I had it out tonight." He started, nervously. "I finally snapped, I couldn't take it anymore." I could sense the fear and anger in his eyes as he spoke. "Nothing is ever good enough for him. He wants me to attend Annapolis then go into the Marines like him. I have a 4.2 gpa, but it's not enough for him. 'You have to better chad.'" He said in a mocking voice. "'You have to try harder. Study more. Be faster, be stronger. Don't be a pussy, Chad! Be a fucking man, Chad!'" His voice was raising as he got angrier and angrier. Then he just exploded. "I HATE HIM!" He started shouting as he pounded his fist into one of my pillows over and over. "I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!" Then he broke down crying, great heaving sobs. I reached out and pulled him into me and he cried into my chest. "So what happened tonight to set you off?" I asked, after he had calmed down. "He was yelling at me, like usual, and I just kind of snapped." He said sniffing as he wiped away tears. He had gone from an angry young man to a sad little boy as he cuddled into my chest. "I told him fuck Annapolis, I didn't want to go there and I don't want to be a Marine. Then he grabbed the strap and came at me. I swung and nailed him in the head. He fell to the ground and I panicked. I grabbed a bottle from the liquor cabinet and took off. I was so freaked out that I left without even my wallet or keys. I had no money and no where to go, so I walked around in the rain and drank the bottle. Then I saw your light was still on so I thought maybe......I mean, my dad hates you, but I always thought you were nice, so I took a chance and rang your bell." "Well I'm glad you did Chad." I said as I softly stroked his head. "You shouldn't be out on a night like this with no where to go. So, you mentioned a strap. Has he used it on you before?" Chad just slowly nodded his head. "Often?" I continued. Again he nodded his head. I could feel my blood start to boil. "Did he do anything else to you?" "He would lock me in my room, sometimes without dinner if I didn't perform well enough on a test or a meet." "Anything else?" I asked. "He was constantly yelling at me. Telling me I was worthless, stupid, a waste of his sperm." This really got me angry. It's one thing to have a slave and abuse him, that's what they want after all, but what this kid went through, nobody should ever have to. Especially not a kid as good as Chad. "You wanna know something else?" He asked softly. "What's that?" "He's never hugged me. Ever. He says real men don't hug, only sissies. And real men don't show emotions." I held him tighter as he said this to me. "That's bullshit." I said. "Your dad is a class A piece of shit. Everyone needs hugs. Even real men." As I said this he started crying again. I held him tight until he stopped crying again. Then I let him go and reached for a little wooden box. "I have something I think you could use right now." I said as I opened the box and pulled out a joint. "You ever get high?" I asked him. "Oh God no, Sir. The Major would fucking KILL me." "Well, I think it's about time then. Fuck your dad. I think you should start doing things for you and not for him. This shit will make you feel real good. And I think you need to feel good right now." "Yes Sir, if you think so. I've always been curious." "Then it's settled." I said as I lit the lighter. "And none of this Sir shit. Call me Abe." "Yes Sir. I mean Abe. Sorry." "That's better." I said as I toked on the joint. Then I handed it to Chad. He took a big hit and immediately started a huge coughing fit. I just laughed. "Cough to get off." I said. "The first couple hits are the worst. Then you'll get the hang of it." By his 4th hit, he was barely coughing at all. Soon the joint was gone. "How do you feel?" I asked. "Good." He said giggling. Ah, I miss those days when getting stoned would give me the giggles. "Well I'm gonna make you feel real good." I said as I walked over to the credenza and pulled out a bong. After a few tips on it, Chad was flying high, is eyes red as red could be. He was laying back on the sofa and his robe had come open and his legs were spread. I don't even think he realized it, but I had a great view of his flat, smooth pecks and an even better view of his sweet, 18 year old cock sitting on top of a big pair of balls full of teenage spunk, all surrounded by his bushy blond pubes. My mouth watered. "Hey Abe," Chad began. "Can I tell you a secret?" "Of course, you can tell me anything." "Well, um, I'm pretty sure I'm gay." You could have blown me over right then and there. I was floored. "Well, what makes you think you're gay?" "When I look at guys, especially in the locker room, I get funny feelings. Feelings like I want to be with them, kiss them, touch them, especially their cocks." "But you've been with girls right?" I asked, knowing full well he had. "Maybe your bi?" "Yea, a few. But only cause I thought I was supposed to. But when I was fucking them, I was thinking about guys. So I don't think I'm bi." "But you've never been with a guy?" "No, never. But when I jerk off, I like to play with my butt. I put things up there. Carrots, cucumbers, hair brush handles, whatever I can find. It feels real good and I imagine it's one of the hot jocks from school fucking me." He giggled some more as his cock started to harden. "And can I tell you something else?" "Of course." "The main reason I came over here tonight is because I hoped you would be my first." My mouth went dry upon hearing this. I couldn't believe this hot fucking kid that I had been fantasizing about was asking me to fuck him. "Are you sure Chad? That's really want you want?" "Yes." He whispered. "Please Sir. I want it so bad. I want to throw it in the Major's face that his precious son is a faggot who takes it up the ass. Will you please take my virginity?" My head was swimming from what I was hearing. "Of course dear boy." I finally managed to say. "If that's what you really want, I'd be happy to." A big grin spread across his face as I stood up and took his hand, leading him into the bedroom. As soon as we got on the bed he grabbed me and started kissing me passionately. I grabbed the lube and started fingering his ass, stretching his boy hole in preparation of my fat 9". He must have played with his hole a lot because in no time I easily had three fingers sliding in and out of him while he moaned like a whore. I finally pulled off of him and sat up as he layed there panting like a bitch in heat. "So now I have something I have to tell you. I only fuck raw. No rubbers, ever. And I'm hiv+." He looked at me in silence for a moment. "You don't look sick." He finally said. "I thought aids made you look sick." "I don't have aids." I corrected him. "I have hiv. I've had it for 20 years. It's a totally manageable condition these days. Like diabetes. I take meds and I'm healthy." "That's so hot!" He said after a moment. "I want hiv. That would destroy the Major to know he has a faggot son who takes cock up the ass and is hiv+. Give it to me Sir. Please!" He begged. My dick throbbed as I listened to him beg. And I didn't even correct him for calling me Sir. I liked it in this context. "All right boy, if that's what you want." "I do Sir! I want it! I want to make the Major suffer!" "You know boy, you don't always catch it the first time. I may have to fuck your ass for weeks before you catch it. Or maybe I'll share your hot ass with my friends, and they can help infect you." "Yes Sir, whatever it takes! Just give it to me!" With that I lubed up my cock and lined it up against his hole. With a little push, my mushroom head popped past the kids sphincter. He cried out but I couldn't tell if it was in agony of ecstasy, so I just held it there for a moment. "Here," I said, placing a brown bottle under his nose. "Breath this in, it will help relax you. Deep breaths, and hold it until I tell you to release it." He did as he was told and soon had taken 6 large hits. "That's a good boy." I praised him. "You're doing so well." I could tell the poppers were doing their job as his face flushed a deep red and his eyes went out of focus. His hole heated up and loosened and I knew he was ready for it. Slid my entire length into him in one slow push, relishing the feeling of stretching his insides for the first time in his young life. He just groaned as my pubes rubbed against his anal ring. Then he let out a big sigh and grinned. This future poz kid was a natural born bottom. I placed his knees over my shoulders and held his thighs as I started fucking him. He just grunted and moaned as my cock worked it's magic on his prostate. I looked down on his beautiful face as little smiles accompanied his grunts. He was truly loving his first poz fuck. This kid was so hot I was already going to shoot my wad. I couldn't help it. "Are you ready?" I asked him. "Are you ready for your first load of poz cum in your bitch boy hole? Are you ready to take your first step in becoming a pozzed up whore?" "Do it!" He panted. "Give me your poz load! Make me a pozzed up whore! Fuck you Major! Look at your son now! Look at your faggot poz cock taking whore of a son now!" Just hearing him say that sent me over the edge. I grabbed his long thin cock and started jerking it. "Here it comes slut! Here comes your first poz load in your faggot whore pussy!" With that, I buried myself in him and let loose with my dirty cum. He let out a cry and his boy cock started spewing a huge load. His first two shots landed on his face, the rest coating his smooth, bronzed chest. The whiteness of his jizz contrasted nicely with his deep tan. He truly looked like a well fucked cum slut. As I scooped up his cum from his body and fed it to him, I said, "Oh boy, do I have some plans for you, you little poz cum slut." He just smiled at me. "I can't wait Sir."

Hosting 11/12 to 11/14. 6’tall, 185 lbs, Hispanic, fit, good looking, masculine. No load refused, anon, WS, dp, all welcomed.

Fucking HOT! I hope there are more piggy times to come!

I take this (along with the statements by the sponsors themselves on their website) that yes, it does indeed matter what you look like. I respectfully suggest that those who say "I never got challenged" probably are within their acceptable range of body types, rather than assume nobody's looking.

Its a fav memory!Even tho I was scared,heart pounding and had little to no understanding of what was happenning,I had no previous sexual experience....but my body responded and so much was learned that first time.Regular height skinny blonde hair and bright blue eyes men had been hitting on me for a while but I had no real idea why until ray seduced me.Learned what it felt like to have lips on my cockhead,and came for the first time in my life between his lips in response to his insistant sucking.hand over my mouth as his cockhead speared into my vaselined boyhole.The hard fucking that ensued cemented in my mind what I was meant for and I endured his thrusts and really felt my body open up to him.I looked down and saw a clear liquid oozing out of my hard as nails little cock and drip on my belly.He grunted rammed in very deep and started cumming....it was a perfect introduction to sex.:)

PART 3: Host removed his dick and went back to his room. I was flying, I was clenching the butt plug so fiercely. I was gyrating on the bed, horny for cock. My phone buzzed a few times as I heard someone enter the room. This must have been the guy Host had asked over. I could hear some breathing and clothing being removed, but not much else. Then silence. I waited for a few minutes, wondering what he was doing, when I felt a depression in the bed and a hard cock slap my ass. My phone vibrated. The guy inside me said, "You are getting messages eh? Go ahead, open them, let people come join." This was gonna be hot. He slapped his dick at my ass a few times as I lifted the blindfold up a touch so I could access my phone. I had a bunch of messages, a few from host, a few guys I had already messaged, and some new guys. One of the guys I had sent my location to was already on the street and waiting for me to confirm. I was feeling a bit overwhelmed and a little too high to really function, so I just opened the message from the guy on the street. "Hey, I am here. You there?" ... "Hey?" ... "Hey man, I just watched a guy walk into your house... are you hosting multiple?" "So horny here man, let's fuck". That was a minute ago. Clearly he seemed okay with the setup. Just as I was about to reply, the guy slapping his dick against my hole plunged in, somewhat dry, but my hole was loose and wet so it wasn't too bad. He went deep right away and leaned over my head. I groaned and whimpered, feeling the expanse of his raw cock filling me up. He must have been at least 7 inches and somewhat thick. It felt amazing. I dropped my phone in the process and he picked it up while his dick was lodged deep in me, unmoving. "You getting some messages eh slut, hot... oh someone else is here to fuck you now? Awesome. Im gonna snap a photo with my dick in your ass and send it to him". I just groaned. He replied, "Actually, let's take a video. Groan again slut... you want to get used by raw stranger cock?" I groaned again, and whimpered, "Yesssss..." He started pistoning in and out. "He is on his way up, get ready slut." I slipped my blindfold down again and just got on my hands in doggy and let hiim pound me. My face was hanging over the other edge of the bed slightly. The guy inside me was picking up a steady rhythm and it felt amazing. I was lost in the sensations and felt another body enter the room. I was soon filled with another cock in my mouth. The new guy was here and ready to fuck. The dick in my mouth was a nice thick cut dick. It was oozing right away and the precum tasted amazing. I started slathering it up right away, taking a few breaks while getting fucked to snort poppers. During this time the two men never said anything to each other, but I could here their grunts and moans which felt like a performance and I was the guest star. "Fuck man, Im gonna bust soon. Take it." The man inside picked up the pace and started pile driving me. Each thrust had the dick in my mouth jam the back of my throat. I was slipping from my position on the bed. It hurt, but in the best possible way. Just when I thought I was gonna lose my breath and struggle, he planted himself deep inside and busted. "Fuck yeh faggot, filling you up. ughhhhh." Just as he did I felt the cock in my mouth spasm, filling my mouth up with a huge load. I wanted it in my ass, so I was a bit disappointed, but also so incredibly horny that I just kept in my mouth, swirling it around his dick while the dick in my hole started going softer, eventually plopping out as the guy leaned back away from my ass. "Fuck that was hot, you cum too?" I heard the guy in my mouth go, "yeh." He pulled out of my mouth and walked away. The guy on my ass got off the bed. I figured I was going to have to get some more guys over. I swallowed the cum in my mouth and used my hands to look for and grab my phone. I could hear the sounds of someone getting dressed and foot steps walking away. Just as I booted up my phone again and slipped my blindfold up, I realized one guy was still here as he got on the bed and I felt a hard dick enter my hole. I was so surprised. The guy who came in my mouth was now fucking me? I looked at the messages in my phone and saw one from host. "Fuck man, you are really enjoying it. You should let me take over and line guys up." I fumbled with my phone but responded, okay, and just started forwarding him the profiles of guys who had messaged me. He can take over. The guy inside me started fucking me roughly. I put my phone down and sniffed some poppers and readjusted my blindfold. He was so silent, just heavy breathing and the sound of his body slapping mine at the waist and ass. He didn't last long. He bottomed out, groaned, more like a growl, and let loose. Filling me with another load. He pulled out and got dressed without saying anything and left. I was exposed, with a cummy hole pointed towards the door to the room. I heard the downstairs door open close, followed by the bathroom door opening and close. Host was in the room. "Fuck man. There are so many guys interested." He inserted the butt plug into my ass. "Damn, this is so hot. How are you doing?" I wanted more drugs, but felt like I couldn't move or get what I wanted without coming clean and telling the guy fucking me what was happening. I decided to try and lie. He seemed naive and foolish. I responded, "Hey, my ass is a bit sore. Can you dump some of my numbing powder into the lube, over there in my bag, mix it around, and put it on my hole?" I was worried he was going to figure it out, but he replied, "yeh man. hot." He really was naive. This was going to continue to be really interesting.

I was a top all along, i was in an abs and had just got done plowing a little twinks hole and i bent over to pick up my clothes and was pushed head first into the corner and a cock shoved up my ass, I must admit it hurt like hell but then got used to it (sort of felt good) the memerable part as i was pinned in the corner he kept saying i gotta catch my bus! He dumped his load deep in me which wasn't expected, he pulled out and by the time i got my balance and turned around he was gone. It totally turned me into a cum craving bottom.

Not personaly in terms of actual being interviewed etc. But have on more than one occassion been a top at a cumdump scene in a hotel that has been broken up by management due to it being reported by other guests. On a professional level, I work in the porn industry (off-camera) and there were a few instances (both where I worked and those I heard of) in which during 2020/early 2021, porn shoots were broken up/had to be delayed due to getting caught violating COVID rules (don't be fooled by the whole "this is unreleased footage" thing - many studios continued filming!).

Feverish We got back to the condo just after one thirty PM and I hoped no one at work had noticed my longer than normal lunch break. It was one of the benefits of working from home, being able to be flexible with time. As one of my co-workers said "it doesn't matter which 12 hours a day you work." Tim had left a message with three thumbs-up emojis on it which made me chuckle. With no work messages waiting for me, we hopped in the shower. It wasn't a quick shower either and we spent more time making out and groping under the water than washing. "Thanks, that was one of the wildest things I've ever done" Gabriel said before grabbing my head and stuffing his tongue down my throat. After he let my head go, I replied "The weird thing is that that was the first time I've ever done a mid-day hookup. I've always waited until night to fuck around unless it was a weekend" as we finally started to wash each other. "Well, I expect you to start doing that more often... with me, at least" he said, grinning. A few seconds later he said "I thought it was hot that he plugged himself up so our loads stayed in him all day." "It's the sign of someone who's serious" I replied. We finished up our shower and I tossed my "work" boxers back on and headed to the laptop. Gabriel followed me out, but stayed naked after he dried off. I sat down and asked "So what's this brown bag on the table?" Gabriel laughed and said "My meds" with a snicker. "They're still sealed. You're not going to take them?" I asked. "Not until you do. You get to choose when we become undetectable" he said. A thousand questions went through my mind, from "do you want to start now" to "what if I say never?" Instead, I got a message from my boss and dove back into work. Gabriel got ready to go to his job and while I thought I would be more productive with him gone, I kept thinking about the day we'd had. My phone buzzed and brought me back to the present. "thanks feels good w/ur loads in me" the cashier texted me. I replied "yw scorpion, biohaz or none?" "that biohazard looks so good on him almost came when i saw it but not sure yet" he texted back. -- When I got into the office Thursday morning I had a slew of messages from Andre. I sent him back an email thanking him for the info and asking about Marc. "He still has a fever and is very tired. I hope he will be back at work Monday" Andre said. The rest of the morning went quickly and I grabbed a sandwich for lunch to eat at my desk. Just as I had finished it I heard my hookup phone buzz. I dug it out of my pack and saw I had a message from Chase. "Got a sec?" it said and I replied "sup?" "Tyler really sick this morning what is fuck flu like?" he asked. I laughed to myself and typed back "u knocked him up? congrats on #1" "I hope not. what r symptoms?" he asked again. "Everything from nothing to fever rash swollen glands runs vomiting. everyone is diff" I replied. "shit can u come look at him?" he replied. "Im not a doc. if he has fever, keep him hydrated. if it gets too high take him to ER" I sent back. "pls?" Chase replied. "ok, @work. b there after 6" I told him. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do or say, since as I told him, I wasn't a doctor. The symptoms of someone converting varied quite a bit from my experience. The seasonal flu or a bad cold could look really similar. I picked up a couple bottles of gatorade on my way over, since if it was anything like when I converted he was sweating out any liquid he could keep down. Chase let me in the building and he looked worried. As I walked up the stairs behind him I asked how he had been feeling. "When I was in college, everyone picked up some flu bug and passed it to their roommates" I said, trying to calm him down. "I've been fine. I've been watching for signs the past month but nothing. If anything, I've just been hornier than usual" Chase said. We walked in the door and Z was on the couch studying. He looked up from his tablet and grinned at me. I gave him a wink before I followed Chase down the hall. We went into the other bedroom and found Tyler curled up on the bed. A pair of white briefs was the only thing he had on and I could see a sheen on his body from sweat, but all I had was light coming in from the hallway. "How long has he been like this?" I asked and Chase said "Yesterday morning he woke up sweaty and said he hurt all over. Today he looked worse and is really weak." "What's his temperature?" I asked next and Chase replied "101 or 102 most of the day." "You keeping a wet rag on his forehead and giving him something to help bring down the fever? Can he keep anything down?" I asked, trying to pretend I knew what I was talking about. "yeah, we've been trying but he keeps moving around" Chase said. "Cover his head and let me turn on the light" I said. Chase laid a towel over Tyler's face and I flipped on the light switch. Once I could see better I realized that Chase was probably toxic as fuck right now and didn't even know it. Like I had texted him earlier, Tyler was probably the first guy he had pozzed, too. Tyler's furry body was covered in sweat and matted down fur. Underneath all his body hair was an angry looking rash that covered most of his chest and parts of his arms and legs. I felt his neck and the glands were hard as rock and swollen. The heat rising from his body could be felt a few inches away, too. "How's his breathing? He seems ok now, but has he been having problems?" I asked, just trying to rule out covid. "That's the only thing he hasn't complained about" Chase said, just as Tyler awakened. He let out a few pained moans and rolled over. His back looked just like his chest, just with less hair. I motioned Chase to follow me out of the room before I turned the light off. We went over to his room and I closed the door. "Tomorrow morning, head over to the clinic on Kingston and get tested. You probably converted and didn't know and passed your bug to Tyler. You fuck anyone else the past few weeks?" I asked. "What? Shit! Oh god, no! I've been breeding him almost every day since that first time..." he said, panicked. He continued "Uh... no. Taken a few loads but I haven't topped anyone but Tyler" he said, still shocked at my words. Several seconds later he asked "Wwwwhy... why didn't I get sick like he is? I was gonna stop fucking him then." "Not everyone gets the flu. If you really didn't want to infect him, you would never have bred him in the first place" I replied. He just looked back at me, emotionless. "It's not like you can change anything. What's done is done. And you don't even know what that is. You're untested. He needs to ride it out and then get tested. Until you know for sure, all we can do is guess. As I said, it might just be a nasty flu bug going around the university" I said to him and he nodded back, still in a daze. "Now, drop your pants and turn around. I want to see if that ass is any hotter now that it's pozzed up" I said. He wasn't ready to get fucked but I was really horny after seeing Tyler. My money was on both of them being really viral with my bug. Chase didn't put up a fight and once I got my dick inside his ass he let out a moan. His hands straddled the mirror on the wall and he looked at my face over his shoulder in the mirror. I had a devilish grin and his was more of stunned disbelief. There wasn't a reason to fuck him hard, but I did anyway. My hand was wrapped around his throat as my hips pounded his ass. My head stayed over his shoulder, watching his face reflected in the mirror which changed from shock to lust and back. "All turned on knowing you're a poz pig, Chase?" I snarled in his ear. My other hand reached down and his dick was as hard as I'd ever felt it. My hand gripped his dick just like my other one was gripping his throat. "Fuck... fuck no..." he gasped over and over. "It's what you wanted, wasn't it? You begged me to knock you up" I growled as he whimpered. "Yeah... but... I didn't... I didn't want... to.. poz him" Chase said, breathlessly. "That's not what your dick is saying. Who's your next victim? Z? Random guys at the bath? An ex? Some chaser you find on the apps? Or do you want to surprise 'em like you did with Tyler?" I asked, just as menacingly as before. My thrusts got more forceful at the end of each sentence. "Oh god... fuck... no... I never... thought... about it..." he sobbed while I kept pounding him. My strokes got longer and I began to stroke his cock. The strokes I gave his cock weren't as strong as the ones I gave him with my dick, but it didn't matter. Seconds later he began to shoot his newly charged cum onto the mirror in front of him. I kept fucking him and waited for his orgasm to die before I slowed down and gave him a half dozen hard thrusts. My hand let go of his cock, moving upward and pulling him against my chest. My cock erupted, pumping more tainted seed into his chute. "This probably isn't the first recharge I've given you" I growled into his ear before letting out an evil laugh. A few seconds later I added "Be sure to share, there's plenty of guys that need it."

Chapter 2 The top regained his breath, quickly pulled up his pants and headed past me up the trail. He jovially called out, "Your turn. " It was only then I realized my shorts were around my ankles and my eight inch erection was firmly in hand. The totally naked bottom was now standing taste testing samples of cum from his ass. He smiled and beckoned me towards him. As I took in his masculine beauty I now knew the source of the earlier magnetic force that drew me to these woods. I found myself shuffling down the hill and stepping out of my shorts to keep from tripping. He was already bent over when I reached him and immediately took my rigid cock in his mouth. The wet warmth felt exquisite and an energy like the final fanfare of a fireworks display pulsed through my veins. I couldn't control myself and as quickly as I declared "I'm going to cum " he spun around and consumed my raw hard cock with his ass hole. I was blasting as soon as the head entered him and kept shooting volley after volley as I bottomed out and slammed full force against his ass cheeks. The explosion felt nuclear and I wouldn't have been surprised to see my load shooting back out of his ears. I collapsed on his back and gasped to get my breath. A little composure regained and he turned to clean my still hard cock with his mouth. At this moment I ⁹now noticed an audience of three men had joined us. Each stroking their exposed hard on. The grey haired guy from earlier stepped up and plunged in to fuck the handsome bottom. Every now and then he would scoop a little cum from the bottom's ass and offer me his finger to suck. I hesitated at first, but remembering my pact with myself thought 'what the fuck, why not?' My first resistant lick tasted great. Meanwhile the bottom began playing with my hole with moistened fingers. Now and then he would prod and eventually he penetrated my outer ring. As if following my part in a well orchestrated script I found myself spinning, bending and offering my ass. The bottom's mouth was on it in a split second, his tongue probing inside, and his short cropped beard pleasantly scratching my perineum. I knew I had died and gone directly to heaven. My hole was bereft when he pulled away but then I quickly noticed something hard pushing at my virgin hole. Without a thought I reached back and spread my ass cheeks. I was pushing back against the hard thing with as much force as I could muster. As the pain tore me apart the reality that I had just impaled my ass on the bare cock of a guy that had just been bred with a high viral load became crystal clear. At this exact moment I could hear the grey haired guys ragged breath and declaration, "Cummin in your ass man!" Instantly remembering from porn earlier how often this became a chain reaction I found the good sense to pull off the cock I was riding. I did not have enough good sense to keep from spinning around and taking his load deep in my mouth. If the earlier taste hadn't confirmed it I now knew I was instantly addicted to this warm sweet and salty creamy fluid. I was still cleaning his cock as another observer entered the bottom's ass. Scrambling to find my shorts I realized I had tossed my shirt at some point and was totally naked save my running shoes. I retrieved my shorts, hastily pulled them on and ran. I ran all the way home totally forgetting my locked up bike. Thankfully no one was home and I bolted directly to my room collapsing on my back on my bed. For the next seven full minutes I gasped for breath. Then I got up, locked my door, stripped and lay back on my bed. I jacked my boner as I replayed every detail of the afternoon's events. When I got to the raw cock up my ass I exploded in orgasm with the load spraying my chest, face and the wall over my head board. Once again I was gasping to regain composure. Eventually I could hear the family arriving. I reluctantly pulled on some clothes and went down to join the dinner meal. Everyone could tell I was totally distracted and no one objected when I excused myself the moment I finished my plate. I was back in my room, door locked, naked and lost in bareback porn for the next three hours. If a condom appeared I closed that video down and was searching for the next raw screen, usually featuring hairy muscled hunks. Then I came upon the video where the condom breaks and the negative bottom begs for the poz tops load. It is only about 1.5 minutes long, but I found myself mesmerized and watching it over and over for the next half hour. Remembering my bike I cut another baggy tshirt down, pulled it and shorts on and headed back to the woods.

I woke up in bed next to Katie who was still asleep. I don't remember much after finding out her roommate was 10inchscorpion. All I remember is the feeling of his cock and his threat. I got up and went out to the kitchen to make myself and Katie coffee, Michael was on the couch with a cup watching college football. He gave no sign to the fact he had just fucked me the night before. If Katie or anyone were out here, they would just see two guys that had just met. I poured myself coffee and sat on a chair near the couch he was on. He glanced over and then over his shoulder towards Katies room, looked and me and then shook his head no. We talked college football and the usual straight male conversations I used to have at the office with coworkers, before I became their cum dump. I went back to the bedroom to grab my preP, but when I got to the bathroom the allergy pill container wasn't there. I scrambled a bit in search of the pills and looked through her belongings as well, maybe she grab it by accident. I left the room to check my backpack that I had left by the door and as I entered the living room Michael shook a pill container on the couch. "Got allergies?" He said, tossing the container to me. "Yeah, They're pretty bad this time of year." I answered. "Fuckin liar" he scoffed. "What do you-" I started "You don't think I figured it out?" He said. "I've got a good track record, I show up once, and my job is done, but with you, who has been unable to be pozzed by that asshole Thomas AND me... There was no way." "Are- did you" I stuttered. "They're still in there faggot, but I've got a reputation. So when I fuck you again, and you don't poz up? that'll be the last time I fuck your ass." "And if I do poz up?" I asked. "You're a fantastic bottom. I'll fuck you anytime we're both up here," he said. "I'm the only guy that has seen who you really are?" I asked. "Yes," he sighed. "I'm going to need more than once in a blue moon then." I said, my empty ass and hardening cock agreeing. "Oh you greedy bottom," He said. "Two can play that game.. Straight.. Bait." We heard Katie move in the bedroom, Sounded like she practically fell out of bed. I took the allergy pills back to the bedroom and her and I went out to join Michael for her coffee. It wasn't long before Katie said. "Did you take your allergy pills?" Michael quickly shot me a look and then went back to the game without Katie noticing his reaction. I told her yes, and then we started talking about where we would go today and what we'd do. (Most of it tourist stuff around the Bay) Michael pretended to be annoyed at our conversation over his game and went to his room. Katie and I went to get ready, and there she told me her real plans, ending at a hotel room she has worked out with a guy online. My phone vibrated, a text message from a number I didn't have, "Kitchen." "I'm going to grab a water," I said. "Alright, I'll shower." she said grabbing a bluetooth speaker and putting on music. I went out to the kitchen and Michael was standing there waiting, I could see his big cock outlined in his shorts. "Change of plans slutbag." he said motioning me over. On the counter was a large turkey baster looking "syringe". "Keep taking the pills if you want this week, We're going to poz some tops." he said placing a hand on the full device. "What?" I asked. "Hands on the counter, and turn around." He said twirling a finger. I did as I was told and he pulled my shorts down. I stuck my hips back slightly in anticipation of what's to come. The large device was place in my ass and then taken out, my hole started to feel wet. Next I felt his cock, spreading me wide, but sliding in easily. He placed poppers on the counter between my hands. I greedily took a hit per nostril. As he got deeper and deeper into my ass, he wrapped an arm around my chest and grabbed my throat pushing my chin to the ceiling. "This is full of my cum, And you're going to use it as lube, tonight, and this week as you let who ever wants to fuck you, fuck you." He whispered in my ear. "Yes Sir" I whispered back, mouth open as I feel his glorious cock hit something deep in me, then rearranging what ever it was to get deeper. I took another hit of poppers as he thrusts got harder, but he kept them deep. "After this week of pozing those tiny tops you've been letting inside you, I'll poz you for real, for the world to see. But first you're going to need a small 10inchscorpion tattoo on your ass" "Yes Sir," I managed. He continued to grind deep into my ass, his hips ramming into my ass against the counter. I could feel his cock on the front of my body inside me. He came inside me as his hands dug into my throat and side, just as the music ended in Katie's bathroom. He slowly pulled out, I could feel ever inch as it left my hole. He went to his room and I took his large device filled with his cum to the room and placed it in the "go bag." Then I explained to Katie that I need a new tattoo before tonight.

THIS STORY IS FICTION AND RESPOSTED: I was 18 when I had my first slam. A freshman in college, I met a guy in his 40s online with huge muscles and a big fat cock and he invited me over to “party and get wild.” I thought he meant drinks and dildos, maybe some piss. I was a pig and knew from a young age I liked things wild. I used to do things like piss on myself and cum on my face as early as 10, rock hard with excitement. I hadn’t been with many experienced dudes so when he told me he was gonna use me real nasty I got hard and wrote back yes. When I showed up at his house I saw pipes and needles. I’d smoked tina before but never really felt anything, I was used to mollies and G and wanted something that was going to make my eyes roll and my heart race. He asked if I’d ever done a slam and I had to ask him what it was. He told me it was shooting T and I immediately said yes. The idea of shooting up dope aroused me. I’d never done it before but it felt dirty, wrong, and mischievous. I wanted to push my limits so I gave him my arm, not knowing what to expect. The rush hit me hard. He put like .5 all at once and I felt a warmth take over my body. I felt it spread to my chest, tickle my balls, and reach all the way to my toes. I was breathing heavily like I’d just been fucked hard. Then suddenly, I was touching myself, feeling my body, ripping my clothes off to feel the cool air stroke my naked body. My cock fell out and started filling with blood. It became engorged, stood straight up, hard as rock. My hole pulsed and quivered and I felt an overwhelming feeling of filth and deviance. ”How do you feel?” He asked. ”Like a fucking dirty whore. I want to get used like a slut and be a total pig.” I replied. ”Tell me you’re a faggot and you love cock.” ”I’m a fucking faggot and I live for cock.” I replied. ”Good boy. Show me.” He ordered. I bent over and showed him my pussy hole, stretching it with my fingers and punching it lightly with my fist. It felt so good to show off, to be a tweaked out junkie cum slut. He passed me a dose of G and a few minutes later I felt like I was in heaven or maybe hell, consumed by carnal pleasure and moaning at every touch. He ordered me to get down on my knees as he slowly started to fuck my throat, spitting in my mouth to lube the way and plunging his fat tool into my face over and over as I gagged, choked, and saliva ran down my face — his and mine. He grabbed the back of my head and slammed his cock deep into my skull, using my mouth as a hole to get his fat dick hard and ready to breed. ”You like that slam? Ready for another?” He asked. I thought it was too soon but it was also too late. He already had another one prepared and ready to go. This time he asked me to get on all fours while he administered me. And told me to show him how much a pig I am when the rush hit. He stuck the point in my arm and shot me up and then I felt the hot rush again, shooting through my veins and getting my dick rock hard. I was bent over so I reached around and spread my hole open begging him to use it and make me his pig. After he did a slam himself he put four fingers into my hole, making me want to cry and moan at the same time which I did. Then he put his other four fingers in my hole. With all eight fingers he started pulling my hole open as I screamed with pleasure, feeling used and tortured but fucking amazing. He thrust his fingers in and out, pushing harder each time, until I felt four fingers grow to five and then fiver fingers grow to a fist. He pushed one fist into my pussy slow but forcefully, stretching my hole wide open and fisting me wrist deep. The G and slam had me sweating, and I could barely catch my breath as he ripped open my hole, spit inside it and begin fucking me raw with his giant tool, stroking it inside my hole and fucking my loose hole like a slut. I felt powerful, dominated, dirty, and used. It was an incredible feeling. He continued to breed my hole for hours, taking breaks to piss, once in my mouth and once in my hole, and he fed me water (or maybe it was more G) from his mouth into mine. Wet, bred, and used, the chems had made me a total fucking cum slut and I wanted more. A couple hours later he got on Grindr to pimp out my hole to random dudes in the neighborhood. He asked if I would take cock from anyone, I replied “Yes, anybody.” He said he wanted to watch his cum slut take loads on all fours and I begged for more drugs. I knew I wanted to be fucked up with zero inhibitions, and I was ready. He told me to beg for drugs then beg for dicks and I did both, pleading for each on my knees. He laughed with evil delight as he told me he would make my fantasies come true. I don’t remember how much cock I took that night and how many guys I let use my hole but it was one of the most memorable experiences I ever had. My true pig was let out and I let go. We met a few times after that but lost contact after a while. I became consumed with slamming and taking anon loads in my campus dorm, word got around quickly and I had closeted frat guys texting me all week asking if they could breed my hole. - From a junkie college cum slut.

I have been to the Ramble in Central Park with my brother. Lots of fun there.

Midweek and I was horny as fuck so I drove to local outdoor cruising spot. This place is nearly always busy but it seemed a little quiet and the guys that were there didn't seem very up for it. I carried on looking walking through the maze like paths trying not to trip up in the dark. I always love how cruising at night in the woods heightens the senses. A really tall, built black guy walked past and I stood to check him out but he carried on going. I decided to sit on one of the fallen logs and just chill for a while and see who walked by when the black guy came back clutching his crotch. I stood up and took my cock out and he did too. We played with each others dicks for a moment but I couldn't wait and dropped to my knees and took his soft cock in my mouth. His dick felt so warm and velvety in my mouth I really relished sucking it hard and damn it was impressive hard! About 9" pretty thick with a downward curve at the end, oh and a fat mushroom head. His dick was get sloppy with my spit and I was close to cumming just sucking him. I want him in me so I stood up and asked if he wanted to fuck me. He said yeah but somewhere private. We walked to the other end of the woods which is usually quiet but it was suddenly full of guys. So back we went to the other end where there's some little offshoots on paths with small clearings big enough for 2 at the end of them. Someone was there too who preceded to follow us around from a distance. All the time I'm worried the guys going to get bored and bail, I kmiw how flakey guys can be when cruising but thankfully he didn't and eventually the guy cleared off and we were alone. I got to my knees again and got his cock hard and wet witb my mouth but he soon pulled me up and turned me around to get at my arse. I spat on my hand and rubbed it into my hole, which I'd already lubed lightly with vasiline begore heading out. I bent over and he pushed against but he felt massive with that big mushroom head and it was searing pain as it stretched my hole. I pulled off him and asked for a minute. Hit the poppers hard and the waited a moment for the pain to pass. I backed up to him and he wrapped his arm round me, using his other hand to run his cock up and down my crack. The he slowly pushed his length into my hole. This time it was sheer heaven and I was moaning as he stretched me out. I was still stood up and he grabbed my hips with both of his huge hands and he started to pound at me. If he was holding onto my I'd of fallen flat on my face. Fucked me like a ragdoll and I'm a 220lb bodybuilder, I fucking loved it! Didn't take long for him to start to breathe heavy and I begged for his cum. I felt his dick flex inside me as his diick pumped in its load. His cock flopped out and I turned round to suck it clean, tasted fantastic and as I did I reached under my balls and felt my hole, damn sloppy and open wide. I dipped my fingers in and scooped out sone of the cum and ate it then we said our goodbyes. I still hadn't cum so off I went in search of more action. I had a few encounters, just a bit of cock sucking here and there but nothing to write about. That is until I walked past a guy wanking stood against the fence that runs round the edge of the wood. I stood a couple of meters away and took out my cock and started wanking too. As I did a fit athletic looking lad in his early twenties walked up to us and dropped to his knees between us. We both walked straight upto him and shoved him towards out cocks. He sucked them greedily. I'd seen him early while looking for somewhere to fuck the black guy and he was taking a guy bare with more guys surrounding him so I guessed he had multiple loads in him. I wanted a bit of that, so I stood behind him and lifted his hips up so I could slide my cock in him. Sure enough I felt that slickness on my cock and as I started to pound into him and pick ip the pace I heard that sloppy sound and I smelt the cum with each stroke. He was kind of the wrong height though for me to relax and work myself up to cumming, plus I wanted a taste of his hole regardless so I dropped to my knees after a while and started to eat his gaping hole. Every so often id get a tongue full of cum as I worked his hole with my tongue. I was wanking my cock and the taste was pushing me over the edge. I stood up and shoved my swollen cock inside him and unloaded. Pulled out and pulled his cheeks apart and told the other lad he was sucking to get inside his cum hole. He was a fellow pig too and didn't need anymore prompting, came round a slid into mine and others mess. I stuck my soft cock in the bottoms mouth to clean me up. The guy was getting close to cumming and more guys started to surround us. I tucked my cock away and I was off into the night. I love cruising.

Had to fly out of town yesterday for family obligations. Found a hot otter with a very thick cock just a few blocks from me who was happy to breed me before I went to the airport. Told him I only had 20 minutes as I was cutting it close. He ate and fingered my hole. I sucked his dick until it was rock hard. He fucked me in a few positions and his cock easily made me cum while it was balls deep in me. He made sure to cum as deep as he could in me too. Had to frantically get out of there to make my flight. Didn't realize I forgot to wipe the cum off me and it had soaked through my black shirt/shorts by the time I went through TSA. oops! When I landed in my home town, I got a text from a regular bear here who loves to have a long session of hammering my hole. I couldn't say no, but I was worried he would notice my hole had been a little used up lol. Been having a slutty week and there's not a ton of resistance back there right now. We had a couple drinks and smoked some 420 and when we were good and relaxed he got up and said "You ready to come suck this dick?" Yes sir 👅. I start to worship his dick. Lick it up and down like a lollipop. Suck on those balls. Lick everything around. I want it so fucking bad. He hands me the poppers and his cock goes straight down my throat and he starts to fuck my face. When he's ready he tells me to get on all 4s. He lines his cock up against my hole, but doesn't fuck me yet. He takes a big hit of poppers and then puts the bottle under each of my nostrils. "Take a big hit" he said. Then he tells me to do it again. He slowly enters me and I can't help but moan. I'm obsessed with this guy's dick. I can't help myself and push back on it so he's all the way in. He takes the cue and starts his pounding. I pretty much stay in some form of doggy the entire time while he just hammers my hole. I just arch my back and take it like a good bottom bitch while trying to match his rhythm and making sure he's getting as deep as possible on every thrust. This guy knows how to make me howl while i'm getting fucked. Rough pounding, smacking my ass, putting me in a choke hold, ordering me when to take poppers, restraining me when he wants to. He could fuck me like this for hours and I still want more. Eventually he cums in me and I go meet up with some friends with 2 loads in me like a happy slut.

I decided go to a local adult bookstore to relieve some study stress. Originally was planning to suck some cock and get sucked. I started with an older guy and got his cum quick. It empty after that, so I stepped out before putting more money into the machine. I saw this younger looking Latin dude with curly black hair just walk past me. I didn't know what he was looking for. I stepped back into the booth I was, and I heard him step into the booth next to me after grabbing paper towels which was weird. Without warning after a few moments, he unzipped and stuck it through without me noticing. It a nice uncut cock, dark-skinned about 3-4 inches. I immediately stuck it in my mouth. After sucking it, it grew to nice 7". After sucking for a few minutes, he pulled out and made a circular motion for me. I took it he wanted some ass. I sucked it to get some spit on it and rubbed some spit on my hole. Good thing I emptied earlier! I slowly slid it in. I did it on a whim and without thinking. I only wanted to please this hard dick in front of me like a good sub bottom. I'm shorter so I had to remain tip-toed with my ass pressed against the wall. After 10 minutes of thrusting, he gave an audible, satisfying moan loud enough to make any bottom feel proud and completed. He stayed in me until I slid him out. He put a chair in front of the hole to signify he was done with me, but just enough for me to peek inside. He was watching straight porn, so I knew I collected a straight load. Man that was hot! I haven't done that in years. I hope I meet him again.

agreed. I love it INSIDE me. If you pull out it's a waste and it doesn't satisfy my hole's hunger for nut. I satisfied YOUR need to shoot, the least you could do is give it to me where I want it.

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The Poz Ranch Chapter Three As I kneeled there on the cold hard floor, my mind raced. Imagining all sorts of scenarios of what was about to happen. I did feel a bit of shame of being naked and hooded, and being treating as if I was the lowest form of human since I was a fag. Three loud thuds brought me back to my senses. I heard a creak as if an old door on rusty hinges was swinging open. I soon felt two sets of hands hook me under my smooth underarms and lift me. “Walk,” a voice said, “Keep your fucking mouth shut no matter what you hear” I nodded in agreement. “One fucking word and your punishment will be extreme” We moved into what ever room was on the other side of the door. It was quiet. The floor was cold, I assumed it was either tile or stone. They led me into the center of the room. I was positioned and the hands left my body. I spread my legs a bit and put my hands behind my back, clasping them together. “Order of Men,” a familiar voice began to speak, “Today we have a new inductee for the Order of the Fledglings. He was sent to us by his parents, who were ashamed to discover that their only son, their only child was a homosexual. “ I listened closely. He said homosexual as to bring shame. “According to society, the religious society, he is a sinner, a deviant, a sodomite. Today he takes the bold step in changing his ways and embracing the God that all men show embrace.” He was speaking as if he was giving a sermon. Then I realized that this was Pastor John. “Each one of you men will teach this inductee on being a man since he comes to us as a boy. His lessons will be hard and I have confidence that he will learn quickly. Now the time has come for his induction.” Instead of applause, the sounds of thumping feet against a hard floor was heard. My skin came over in goose bumps and I shivered. The two hands were back and I was lifted up in the air. My body was turned and twisted until I was on my back on some thing cold. It felt like an examination table. My arms were pulled up over my head and secured at the wrists. I tried to move them but I couldn’t even move them an inch. I felt something slipped over my feet and pulled down my legs, just below my knee. They were tightly adjusted against my skin. My legs were pulled up in the air and then the restraint was hooked behind my neck. I tried to lower my legs, but the restraint stopped them. “The fledgling is in a position of vulnerability. As you can see, his boy cock is rock hard. Deviance on full display” Paster John said. “Deviance” chanted the audience. “In order to cure this sin, this deviance,” he said, “He must embrace it. Seek the pleasure of sin, burning his soul away from the light into the darkness” “Into the darkness” This wasn’t a place to help with my sinful desires, but a place to embrace it. Pastor John’s speech turned from cleansing my soul to corrupting it. “His body must bare the mark that we all bare. He must advertise his willingness to be unnatural.” I felt a hand caress my ass cheeks, sliding over my crack, allowing a finger to pass gently over my exposed hole. I felt it pucker and twitch as it did. I felt sensations of pleasure pass through my body. Soon the finger began to circle around my pucker causing it to twitch more and more. Slowly the finger moved to the center of it and pushed. My natural reaction was to tighten up, but that didn’t stop the finger. It pushed harder until it opened up and slide in. I felt like I was ripped open. No spit, no lube, no thing. Just a dry thick finger. “Men of the Order, it is time to prep his vessel for its first offering.” I felt the finger move inside, twisting around. The nail grazed my insides, cutting them just so slightly. Over and over my walls were cut. Pain was not too bad, but it lingered at the edge of my mind. “See the red,” Pastor John said, “his vessel is ready” I felt something larger than a finger pushing at my hole. I took deep breathes in, trying to relax but the unknown kept me tight. I felt it push harder. It pulled back and then attacked my pucker again. This time my hole opened and something popped inside. I bit my lip to keep from yelling out. I had to stay silent. What ever this was it kept pushing in deeper and deeper, all the while it was opening my hole wider and wider. I felt like I was being split open. Then I felt something soft, something like velvet next to my smooth skin. The long object was left deep in me. I breathed deep and slow working through the pain. Soon the pain eased enough to tolerate it. That’s when it slowly pulled out until just the beginning of it was inside. There was no pause, it drove deep in me a bit faster and harder. Over and over it pumped in and out of my hole. The pain soon gave way to pleasure. I moaned softly in my throat. My ab muscles were twitching which caused my hole to twitch around this object. Over and over this happened as it moved in and out. My cock was hard and leaking. I felt the building of a cum shot working its way from my balls. The object moved in faster, always going deep inside me. I knew I was not going to be able to hold off, I was going to cum. I began to breathe heavy. My cock twitched and pulsed as ropes of thick cum shot out over my stomach and chest. The object in my hole kept moving in and out, even as I shot. My cock remained hard after I shot. The object was moving in and out faster and harder. My hole was twitching around it. Sensitivity came and went and my cock remained hard as a rock. Over and over this object moved. I felt like another cum shot was building up. Within seconds of the first cum shot, I shot another one. This time it felt larger and caused my hole to twitch even more. The object kept moving in and out, hard now, faster. Over and over. It grew thicker as if it was being inflated and harder with each movement. My hole stretched more. Then it happened. The object rammed all the way in my hole and pulsed and twitched. I felt warmness invade me. “Men of the Order, his body has exhibited the deviance we know go so well with the homosexual lifestyle. His cock and balls responded to his sexuality. Ridged throughout, ridged now. Hands free ejaculation not once, but twice.” “His vessel resisted at first but embraced the invasion, accepting the gift.” The thud resumed, this time faster and louder. “His next lesson with be with Prophet Kace” The room echoed with more thuds then almost quiet. I could hear shuffling around me, as a hand pushed on my chest. No words were spoken when my legs and arms were released from their restraints. I was helped up and moved back through the door, but instead of up the stairs I was taken into another room and sat on a wooden ledge. “Once you hear the click of the lock, you may take the hood off.” I sat and listened. Click. I reached up and pulled the hood over my head. I was inside a small room like a cell. I was sitting on a wooden bed hanging from the wall. Across the room was a small toilet. No windows to the outside, only a small window in the door with bars, but something outside was blocking it. I reached around and felt my hole. It was wet. I put my finger in, then up in front of my face. My finger looked like it had cum on it. Was I just fucked?

Hey everyone, I'm glad people are still reading this story! In fact, it has encouraged me to finish the next chapter! Enjoy! PS, if the story makes you hard/cum, feel free to post any pics 🙂 Jeff's Conquests Ch. 2 Jeffs POV It's amazing how the virus gets into every inch of your body. I can feel it running through my veins, in my brain, and most importantly, in my hole, and my cock. My cock. My poz cock. Fuck i loved the sound of that. I laid back in bed and slipped my hand down my briefs and grabbed my dripping cock. The wet spot on the front got bigger. Fuck, I thought, I may as well lose them now. It didn’t take long for them to end up on the floor. I thought back to the night we pozzed Andrew. I could still remember the feel of his tight, smooth hole on my cock. My precum was leaking almost non stop at this point. I used my thumb to smear the slick fluid around my cock head before sucking the rest off. Even my precum tastes sweeter since I converted. Ive been with a couple of guys since that night, but both times it was just head. I needed to fuck some ass again. Maybe even get my ass used, been longer since i was last fucked. My thoughts drifted back to Andrew. He was the first, and only, guy I had fucked since i got the news. The look of pure bliss on his face the moment I started shooting my toxic load in him will forever be etched into my memory. I was in the same boat the night it happened to me. I let my hand drift back down to my cock. I was surprised at how wet and slick it was. My fingers were covered in no time, and slowly I dropped my hand lower. My legs went wide all on their own, as my fingers brushed acoss my hole. I scooped up more of my juice and smeared it around my ass. I slipped one finger in, quickly followed by two. I was moaning in no time. After what felt like an eternity, though more like 5 minutes, I pulled my fingers out and rolled over to I could reach in the night stand drawer. I pulled out my Pierre Fitch dildo and my Elbow Grease lube before noticing the condoms and Astroglide at the bottom of the drawer. I chuckled before closing the drawer. I slicked the dildo up and started teasing my hole with it. I decided not to touch my cock yet. I was already on edge. I pressed the dildo up against my hole and immediately it was sucked in. Fuck I needed this! In no time it was balls deep. I kept it there for a few minutes, just taking in the fullness. My hole throbbed around its girth, and my cock was leaking a steady stream. The hair on my stomach was matted and shiny. I slowly eased the toy out, almost to the head, and pushed it in just as fast. I was involuntarily moaning and slowly picked up the pace. The image of Andrew riding my poz cock flashed in my mind. He was so turned on taking my toxic dick. I remembered his moans, how he begged me for my poz cock, and how much I wanted to give it to him. In that moment, I had intense desire to give him my HIV. I wanted to make this slut positive like me. I wanted to see him get knocked up, knowing hes going back and riding his neg boyfriend with his poz ass. I was getting close, and the dildo was hitting all the right spots. I picked up the pace and started pounding my ass with it. Each thrust was jabbing right into my prostate. I thought back to Andrew and relived the moment I shot my toxic load into his neg ass and the cum started spewing from my cock. My hole clamped down on the toy in the same way Andrews hole clamped down on my cock. After five or six big squirts, I was covered from my neck to belly button in precum and jizz. I was spent, and spent the next few minutes sprawled on the bed and panting. The toy was still lodged deep in my ass, as I continued to spasm around it. I must have fallen asleep because when I next looked at the clock it was after 1 AM. I gingerly pulled the dildo out of my ass and slowly made my way to the shower. After a quick rinse, I got back in bed without grabbing another pair of underwear. My thoughts remained on Andrew as I quickly drifted back off. The last thing I remember before nodding off was a stirring in my cock, and a tingle in my ass. Andrews POV I'm not sure how long I sat in the car, staring out the window. I just left the doctors office. They wanted to talk to me about the results of the blood I had drawn last week. The appointment seemed to drag on, but finally they let me go with a small pile of pamplets, a bag of condoms and a referral to a specialist. I looked at the goodies on the passenger seat before something caught my eye. I looked down at my pants and noticed a large wet spot and a very noticeable bulge in my jeans. A smile slowly crept across my face as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I began typing a message with one hand while massaging my cock with the other. <<Just left the Doctors ;)>> I put the phone on the seat next to me and continued rubbing my cock through my jeans. The wet spot got larger. The phone buzzed as another spurt of precum oozed out of me. <<Oh fuck dude, really? Are you?>> read the text. I smiled and took a pic of my crotch. Thankfully the sun was bright enough to show the wet spot. I quickly fired off a reply. <<What do you think?>> followed by the pic. <<Oh shit dude! Seriously? Thats so fucking hot!>> <<All thanks to you and Ben. I'm still sitting here in the parking lot, and im horny as hell!>> <<LOL! I know the feeling. I was the same way. What are you going to do now?>> <<My ass got so hungry when they told me I have HIV. My boyfriend is at home right now, so I'm going to go see what sort of trouble we can get into ;)>> <<Lucky bf 😉 Message me later when youre all fucked out, and maybe we can arrange for an encore performance!>> <<Mmmm.....I'd love that. Chat later stud! Thanks again!>> <<Will do! And you're welcome, slut.>> I smiled and put the phone back in my pocket. The conversation, though brief, had done nothing to relieve my throbbing cock. I quickly started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. I was back home in no time. I found Rob in the kitchen reading the paper. As was usual, he was wearing a tshirt and a pair of tight briefs. The black cotton clung to his ass perfectly, and the wet spot on my jeans got larger. I stood there staring at him for a few minutes before he noticed me. He smiled as soon as he saw me and before I knew it, I had crossed the room and started kissing him. He could feel how hard I was as soon as I pressed up to him. He moaned into my mouth and started rubbing me through my pants. “Fuck baby, you've only been gone a couple of hours. Miss me that much?” “You have no idea,” I laughed. “I just got really horny when I was out.” “I can tell” he said. I could feel him now. He pressed his cock into mine. I needed him bad. I grabbed his hand and started pulling him to the bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed as soon as we got there. “Hungry, baby?” he asked, standing over me. My eyes were glued to his cock. “Yes Sir.” “Want my cock, baby?” he asked, slowly massaging his cock through his briefs. It was enough to break my concentration. I looked up at him. “Please Sir, I need it so bad.” He pulled off his shirt before ordering me to take my clothes off. In no time I was kneeling on the floor in front of him. He spent the next few minutes grinding his crotch into my face before telling me to pull his underwear down. I didn't need to be told twice! In no time i had his briefs pulled off and his rock hard 7” cut cock was buried in my throat. I spent the next 15 minutes working my boyfriends cock over. Slow, fast, shallow, deep, I did what ever I could to make Rob feel good. We were FWBs long before we started dating, so I always had a special place in my heart for his cock. “Get on the bed. Face down, I need that pussy,” he ordered me, ending my worship session with his cock. “Yes Sir.” I love when he orders me around like this. I scrambled onto the bed from the floor and pushed my head to the mattress as I got up on my knees. I could feel my hole twitching as I exposed myself to him. “Fuck baby, your hole is beautiful. I'm gonna make it feel so good.” “Please, Rob, I need you so bad.” He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and slid a finger into me. I couldnt help it and started moaning. “What do you need?” “Your cock, Sir.” “Yeah?” “Yeah,” I breathed out. “And your cum.” “You need my cum?” “Yeah I do.” He laughed. “You always need my cum!” “I love taking cum, Sir.” “I know you do. You get so hungry for it. How many loads do you have in there now?” “None, Sir.” “Bad boy. You know how much I love fucking you loaded,” he said, sliding a second, and then third finger into me. I got lost in the sensations for a moment as he started hitting all the right spots inside me. “You know how much easier my fingers slide in and out of you when you have another mans load in you.” He accented his words with the thrusts of his fingers. I felt a little bad for a moment, then remembered that I was just too horny and his cock was the only one I needed at the time. “Sorry, stud. Next time, I promise. You know how much I love giving you my cummy hole,” I finally managed to get out. “That's ok, baby. You just got horny, didn't you?” It's like he had read my mind. 'Fuck, I love this man,' I thought. “Yes baby,” I moaned. “Please?” I was getting desperate. Thats all it took. He pulled out and put his cock to my hole, and pressed the head in. I moaned and tried to push back, but he stopped me, pulling out. Once I stopped moving, he sunk his head back in and stopped once more. I moaned into the mattress, and waited for him to continue. He just stood there, motionless for the next five minutes or so, and just kept telling me how he was going to fuck me, and how he was going to make my pussy his. After what seemed like an eternity, I sank balls deep in one long, slow, thrust. My hole opened around his thick cock as he slid into me. For the next half hour, not a word was spoken, save for a few curses from me. Otherwise the only sounds were my moans and the sounds of my wet hole. His pace never changed beyond the long, slow strokes he was taking. He knew what I liked, and within minutes precum started pouring from my cock and never stopped. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. “I need to ride you. Please? Please Sir, can I ride your cock?” I love riding his cock and he knows it. It feels incredible watching him lay there, just letting me do all the work, and seeing the look of pleasure on his face. He didnt need much more encouragement, as he pulled out of me and laid back against the pillows. I quickly moved over to him and slowly sat back on his cock, savouring every inch as he sank into me. He closed his eyes and for the next fifteen minutes I did everything I could to make him feel good. His stomach was covered in my precum, matting the hair there, and I could tell from the wetness in my ass that he was leaking the same amount into me. I was starting to get close, and I could tell Rob was too. I decided it was time to tell him. I slowed down a bit before saying “I was out at the clinic earlier.” I waited for his reaction. He moaned before opening his eyes. “Yeah?” “Yeah, I needed to get tested. Remember that fever I had last week?” I felt him get harder. “Fuck. Yeah I do.” “I'm positive, baby.” I sank balls deep on him and just stayed there. His eyes shot open. “Fuck! You are?!” “Just found out an hour ago. Thats why I needed to come home so fast.” I didnt think it was possible, but I felt him get even harder. “For real? I have an HIV positive hole on my cock?” He asked, with a look of lust on his face. “Yeah you do, baby. You like my poz hole on your neg cock?” The look on his face turned to hunger as he grabbed me and quickly rolled us over until I was on my back. Never once did his cock leave my hole. As soon as we settled, he tackled my mouth with his. He started thrusting into me, first slow, then picking up the pace. He kept repeating this pattern, driving me wild. “Who did it, do you know?” I quickly recounted my night with Jeff and Ben, between moans and kisses. His thrusting started to change, and I knew he was going to shoot. I looked him in the eyes. “Do it baby. Give me your cum. Shoot it in my poz ass. Give me your neg load.” That was all it took, as Rob thrust deep into me and started moaning uncontrollably. I felt his cock spasm in me as he filled my ass with his cum. That was all it took for me as I started shooting my load between us. After what felt like forever, Rob collapsed on me, and kissed me between breaths, his cock never shrinking. He caught his breath and kissed me one more time, though slower, and deeper. He pulled back and smiled at me. “Congratulations baby! I know how much you wanted this.” I smiled at him, satisfied. We spent the next ten minutes making out, with his cock buried deep in my ass. He kept telling me that he was happy for me, and loved feeling my poz ass around his cock, and I was glad I was able to make him feel so good. “Thank you for encouraging me baby. I'm glad I can give you a poz ass to fuck.” “You still got that guys number? Maybe we should invite him over sometime.” He slowly started moving in me again. I moaned as I enjoyed his cock for a few minutes. “Yeah Ido.” “Good.” And that is what kicked off round two. He bred me twice more that night, each time telling me how much he wanted to feel toxic cum around his cock. BY the time we finished, it was too late, and we were too tired for supper. We took a hot shower before crawling into bed. We were out in no time.