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Chapter 5 Me: "Don't ... cum ..." Ginger bear: " To ... fu ...ckin ... late ... I'm fillin your ass now .... you're full of toxic cum now for sure ! Me: "What the fuck man! Why didn't you tell me sooner?!" Him: "You didn't ask. Besides you took all those loads earlier, no questions asked. " Me: "Shit! I gotta get out of here." I ran down the stairs, pulled on my clothes, pulled my bike from his truck and desperately road toward home and my old life. Halfway home I stopped and sat on a park bench to see if I could clear my frantic brain. Just yesterday I had been so innocent and a virgin. I hadn't even watched porn let alone considered allowing a freshly pozed guy stick his raw cock in my ass. Of course I had already bred him. Then in the sensual intoxication of the ginger bear I had let five guys breed me. Without a question let them slip their raw cocks into me and dump their loads. Where had my common sense gone?Then to go home with the bear and proceed to let him tear my inexperienced ass apart and announce to late he was dumping an undetectable poz load. 'Holy fuckin shit! I'm sitting here within one day with six loads in my guts and at least one of them could be pozing me right this very moment. I've never been so fuckin frightened in my entire life, yet there is no denying I'm boned up and hornier than hell. Fuck it!' I hoped on my bike and rode back to the woods. There were far fewer cars and hardly any guys left on the trails; but, there were enough that I kept playing and taking loads until the sun was starting to come up. Riding home I promised myself I would find the closest sexual health clinic and figure out what could be done at this stage. My plan was thwarted by my distraught parents who grounded me for the fright I had given them by staying out all night without letting them know I was okay. They also gave me a list of chores long enough to choke a giraffe. Three days later I had still not been able to get to a clinic and I was hornier than a breeding bull moose. Remembering some of the porn I'd continued to watch I decided to check out an Adult book store. The clerk behind the counter checked my I.D. and gave me a quick verbal tour of the store. He was sure to let me know about the door leading to the porn booths and sold me the requisite number of tokens. I made a pretense of looking at books and magazines but essentially beelined to the inviting door.

Sweat in the Locker Room I heard from Chase on Friday and he had gone to get tested at the clinic. "They said I wouldn't have any results until Monday or Tuesday. Tyler still looks like hell but he can at least sip the gatorade you brought. The fever is down a bit too" he said. Saturday's update said that Tyler was looking a little better and had eaten something but still was weak and sore. I was going to tell Gabriel about what was going on with them but I decided it would just get him thinking about his own unexpected conversion. Instead, Gabriel and I surfed the apps looking for someone he wanted us to fuck together. I let him take the lead, but after showing him a few poz bottoms he started showing me neg ones. It surprised me but I didn't say anything. He chatted with a few guys and seemed to be really interested in one of them. "Shit!" he yelled out. I raised my head and looked over and he explained "the guy doesn't want to do a 3 way with two guys he doesn't know." I nodded and replied "Yeah, makes sense. We know we're good guys, but he doesn't. People are ugly sometimes, so he's just trying to be safe. Not totally safe, but except for the bug... safe. If he's up for meeting you, then go. Once he knows you're not an ass or a thief or a murderer, then maybe I can go next time." He looked at me in disbelief. "Gabriel, I told you I think it's hot knowing you're hooking up with other guys. Go fuck his brains out and have fun" I told him. He shook his head but typed away on the tablet. A few minutes later he asked "You sure?" and I nodded yes. He cleaned up and looked back once more to confirm I was cool with it. "Go!" I yelled out and watched him head out the door. My search continued, but now it was just for me. After a few rejections and no replies from some others, I found one guy that looked interesting. BRStud27 listed himself as a top, but his main pic was an ass shot. A fucking sexy ass shot. The kind you want to bury your face in and come up for air three days later. The rest of the pics looked damn good too. His profile said "Love to get rimmed before I fuck a guy" so I assumed the ass pic was to show what he wanted prospective bottoms to feast on. The initials "BR" didn't line up with any of the neighborhoods around here and with his caramel skin I began to think he might be Brazilian. His stats said he was neg but would fuck any status. The message I sent saying "sexy ass. b hot 2 rim it but I never stop there" got a quick reply of "thx. 2 bad we r on same side." My next message of "my dik would feel good in u" got "mine wud feel better in u" as a reply. There were a few more playful messages but I knew it was just flirting that was going nowhere. No one else really looked good so I closed the laptop and thought a moment. Slowly, I got up off the couch and decided I'd be the saintly one and go workout at the gym. After changing into some sweats and a tee, I grabbed my gym bag and headed out the door. "Hey, Milo" I said as I got to the front desk of the gym and checked in. Milo was a wiry, blond, college aged guy that had been working at the gym since they re-opened. He didn't have a lot of muscle on him and acted pretty femme at times, but he was a nice guy and worked hard keeping the place clean and running smoothly. I had tried a few times to get into his shorts, but he was faithful to his boyfriend. He could suck as much dick as he wanted but fucking was off the table. Unlike a lot of guys his age, he stuck to the limits his boyfriend gave him. He was a damn fine cocksucker and if you found him in the locker room he was usually on his knees. "Still on the short leash?" I asked him and he smiled back at me. "Yup. Only one guy gets this ass" he replied, turning the smile into a grin. "Lucky guy. If you ever want to try something different, my offer is still good" I said back to him, giving him a wink. Some guys are sluts and will fuck anyone and others find a good match and know they shouldn't fuck it up by messing around. I respected him for choosing his path and sticking to it. I was definitely on the slut side. I grabbed a locker and changed into my workout gear. I was already a little ripe when I got to the gym and the longer I worked out the stronger the smell got. My usual workout was a bit of cardio and a bit of strength training. In the old days I'd finish off with a dozen laps of the pool, but since they still had it closed, I did laps of the track instead. The last lap I walked to cool down and I headed toward the locker room. The locker room scene was like a lot of the gyms in the gayborhood. You could see almost everything there and today was no different. As I walked into the locker room, I saw Milo on his knees with his back to the wall, sucking a guy off. The top looked familiar and the closer I got, the harder I tried to figure out why. My jock started to fill out as I approached the two of them and when I got to the other side of them, I saw the tattoo that reminded me who the guy was. BRStud27 looked even better in the flesh than his profile pics. His hands were pressed against the wall as Milo worked his magic with his tongue, lips and throat. Moving a little closer I gently put my hands on his shoulders and leaned in, whispering "Very sexy ass" before slowly tracing my tongue down his back. My hands grasped each mound of muscle and pried them apart just before my tongue got there. Breathing deep, I found his scent intoxicating. My tongue lapped around, feeling the tightness of his pucker and the strands of hair along the crevice. He may have jerked a little from my first touch, but as my tongue flicked, lapped and poked he settled down and moaned louder than he had with just Milo working him over. My hand reached up to tug on his balls, but I found that Milo had beaten me to it. My hand moved back and pulled his butt cheeks open a little more and I began to tongue fuck him. It didn't take long and he started bucking his hips back before thrusting forward, shoving his cock into Milo's throat. We continued like this for several minutes and his ass and my face were covered in a thick layer of spit. I knew he said "top only" in his profile but I needed to try and see if there wasn't a little bit of unadvertised versatility in him. I traced my tongue back up his spine, letting my hands free to push my shorts down and slide the pouch of jock to the side to release my very stiff cock. Milo must have sensed that I had stood up and I felt the back of his hands as they grasped the guy's butt. Whether he intended to help me or not, he pried the guy's crack wide open for my cock to slide between. Each of my hands held the top guy's so he was pinned to the wall. I rocked my hips, humping his butt for several strokes and I heard him grunt lightly. I didn't hear him say "no" or shake his head, so a few seconds later I speared my cock between the mounds of muscle to his spit covered hole. He panted a little as I wiggled and pushed until my cock poked inside. He gasped and I heard a strained groan as he got used to the head of my cock just inside his ring. His body quivered a little followed by a few more gasps and a long, quiet "fuuuucccckkkkk." When the tightness released slightly from his ring, I began to slowly roll my hips. My cock dug a little deeper with each stroke, stretching him just a little bit more. He was a lot tighter than most guys I fucked and it became obvious that he really was just a top. I doubted that i was the first guy to fuck him, but the last had been a long time ago. I had expected him to struggle and shut me down, but he didn't. I'm sure that if Milo hadn't been sucking like crazy it wouldn't have been this easy. My strokes began to get longer and he leaned his head back on my shoulder and let out a protracted moan. "I was right, my dick does feel good inside you" I whispered in his ear before giving a firm thrust. "Oh... god... yeah..." he said, giving a quick push back onto my cock. His hips started to rock as he fucked his cock into Milo's throat and then his ass back on to my shaft. I slowed my own movements and let him control the fuck for a bit. After a few minutes I started to drive in as he pushed back. He was taking it a lot better than I imagined and he did give a few squeezes with his ass here and there. I'm not sure if he reached his limit or if Milo did something to trigger him, but suddenly his breathing got raspy and he gave several seconds of quick thrusts before I felt his hole spasm around my cock. I briefly wondered if Milo was going to drown in cum before my own orgasm began. I thrust in hard a few times and then held him tight as volleys of cum pumped into his tight ass. "Oh fuck... fuck... FUCK" he gasped as both of our orgasms faded. I wasn't sure how much of my profile he read and if he was starting to freak out about the poz load that was now stewing in his guts. My hips began to rock again, churning up the cream inside him for a few more minutes. He wasn't trying to wiggle his way out, so I decided to just ignore the comment and slowly pulled back until my softening cock fell from his hole. The cum that fell to the floor was a little pink and once I was far enough back I let go of his hands. "Damn, that was good" I said as he backed away and pulled his cock from Milo's mouth. Some cum was dripping off his chin, but Milo licked most of what was left on his lips. BRStud27 seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet and his stunned expression told us that he wasn't expecting anything more than a quick blowjob. I reached out my hand and pulled Milo to his feet and we all headed off to the showers. Once I was cleaned off, I went back to my locker and got dressed. As I was tying my shoes, I heard over my shoulder "Thanks, that was hot. I haven't taken a cock since I left Brazil about ten years ago. I hope we can do it again some time and maybe flip." "Mmmhmm, it was" I replied, ignoring any thought of flipping. We walked out of the gym together, waving at Milo who was back at the front desk. I turned left at the sidewalk and he went right. I felt good with a pair of empty balls and I wondered if Gabriel's hookup went as well. I walked in the door and heard Gabriel yell out "Shit!" I followed the sound to the bathroom and found Gabriel holding a condom full of water with a steady stream coming out of the tip. "Wha?" I asked as I stood in the doorway, looking confused. "I grabbed these condoms at Steam last time since they had some free large ones there. After I fucked the guy today, the tip was empty when I pulled out and now I know why. I bred the fucker without even knowing" he said, somewhat distraught. "Well, you tried. I heard from Tim that guys poke holes in those condoms so I guess it's true" I replied.

I am currently dating a well-hung, twinkish ginger who is 37 years younger than me. He fucked me 12 times last weekend.

A halloween-themed club night I had a ticket for got started early when the hung young top I was giving a bed to that night arrived at mine and decided he wanted me to sit on his face. I obliged and by the time we were heading to the club; I'd had two loads from his girthy cock inside me. I was worried they might spill down the back of my demon-red jock (my halloween costume for the night). Walking around the club with my loose hole on display (and nothing but a horned devil mask to protect my dignity) proved a hit and I was treated to my third load by another masked stranger in the toilets before the night was over. I ended up bringing the HYT and two other men (another top... and a bottom who was simply too beautiful to go home alone) back to mine for a few hours of sleazy fun before I passed out. I wake up at 5:30 to find the beautiful bottom rutting himself up against my hardon in the dark - the boy needed it badly and I slowly teased open his hole with a couple of spit-soaked fingers before thrusting balls deep inside him - as a bottom myself, I was shocked at my carnal need to take him - and I fucked him raw till he begged for my load which I could barely hold back from giving him. After, we went back to sleep in each other's arms... I rode the boy later at about 10am until he came, and then got another load off the hung young top before he left for his train at 1pm. I am, in all senses of the word, completely shagged out and going to bed.

The legal age of consent in the UK is 16 across the board. I would keep it at that, which some might think a tad hypocritical given I was sexually active before that. But there it is. As another poster has said, there have to be some parameters in any society and 16 seems sensible to me.

This was a story salvaged form "Bugshare" ages ago, the story itself I think is a heavily edited version of another story, and if anyone knows the original let me know. ===================== There he is, standing before me. Seth. He's a 20 years old fine young specimen of male flesh, about six feet tall, and weighing at maybe 190 pounds. I wouldn't describe him as muscular or toned or ripped, but he is a perfectly hot looking young man. He is height and weight proportionate, albeit thinner in appearance, but not skinny. He nicely fills out his frame with a slim youthful body showing the hint of fit musculature. Many models would envy his frame and looks. He is not a pretty boy per se, but gives off an attraction all his own. He definitely makes my cock stir to look at him and he has all the attributes that I find appealing! We're down in my unfinished basement and I have made some minor additions down here to make ready for Seth's visit. Personally I'm late-40ish, in good shape still many mistake me for being younger than my actual age due to my thinner body and younger facial features. I am 6' and 185 lbs. My seven-inch uncut cock is average in size, I have good-sized balls that hang in a nice low sack full of seed. I used to shave my balls and trim my pubes, but stopped, as I like to be hairy as a master. Men are hairy and have pubes and furry balls and asses so why shave it. I love the look of men, so be men and taste and play the way God makes us. A hair or two in the mouth is the cost of doing business. Oh, and I have AIDS. Didn’t mention that earlier? During my younger days, back when everyone fucked everyone else, someone at a bathhouse knocked me up. My seed has been highly toxic ever since. But that is another story. This is about Seth. I have been keeping to a strict work out schedule and I can easily pass for late thirties or no older than forty. However, Seth was looking for a Dad and I wanted a son with whom to play, so we both knew we were getting in this deal. Fuck, what did guys do before the age of the Internet to meet others that they wanted to play with? I met Seth online on a hook up site for men. I placed my profile stating I was interested in getting into S&M, bondage and being a master and a Dad for young guys as well as having interest in just getting it on with other men. I had said I wanted to explore more kink and voyeurism and especially being dominant. Seth answered my profile and wanted to be aggressively dominated by a master and have a Dad use him. He said he was curious about having sex with other guys, wanted to explore man to man sex and had no limits. I always laugh at anyone who says they want to explore “no limits sex” because they never realize just what it means. Because I in truth had another more selfish motive for finding someone. I had felt it was time to “spread my seed” and I wanted to find a boy to plant my DNA in, someone I could poz to carry on my virus long after I had gone. After several chats on line and via MSN, we agreed to meet here at my house. I had taken several days away from the office so I could give my undivided attention and freedom to entertain the boy. And here he is! Seth is standing almost up on his tiptoes with his arms tied up and spread out by ropes around his wrists and fastened to eyehooks screwed into my floor joists. I am lucky as I have a nine foot ceiling in my basement so I was able to easily stretch him out. His feet are also spread apart and tied to an old curtain rod by rope around his ankles and to the hooks and each end of the rod. Basically, he is spread eagled in a standing position naked except for having a white Bike jock on, which he wore on my instructions along with a T-shirt, jeans and flip flops. He was to arrive with only that on and he did what he was told. Holy shit is this lad beautiful. With real appreciation, I gazed at his physique, knowing that I have his body totally in my control, to use, abuse, and to eventually impregnate with my poz seed, makes my cock surge. It was about 5:00 PM when I saw him standing on the corner of a nearby strip mall and I pulled up and nodded at him. We had exchanged face pics before so knew who to look for. He jumped in my car and I asked, "Am I what you expected and are you still game to go ahead with this?" Seth shyly looked up at me and replied, "Yeah man, I like what I see and want to do this." "So what limits do you have because once we're at my place, I consider that you're mine to use boy?" He again looked right up at me with a bit of a grin saying, "As I said when we chatted, use me like you want. I have no limits Sir! My profile nickname Rapeme says it all Sir!" “Game on then!" I quickly told him and started to drive him to my place all eager to enjoy this lad's young pure body. We arrived at my place and I drove right into the garage using the remote opener to open and close the door behind me. I got out and opened the door to the house and Seth followed me with neither of us saying a word. We both knew what we wanted and in my mind I would tell him what I wanted when I needed it. We head right down to the basement and onto a large rug in the center of the large unfinished area. I had everything ready for Seth so picked up the rope and tied his right hand to the floor joist. Next I tied his left arm and wrists up and then got his ankles tied to the curtain rod. Still nothing was said and Seth let me do what I wanted. It was really almost too easy. Now he was trussed up and stretched spread eagled before me. He was mine! I pulled at his T neckline and finally heard a rip and tore open his shirt off his smooth chest and revealed his quarter sized nipples. I couldn't get the neckline to fully rip so grabbed some scissors and snips the material and also down his sleeves and threw the ripped cut cloth over to the wall. Next I unbuttoned, unzipped his jeans and yanked them down. Pushing them down his thighs and legs, they dropped to his mid legs stopped by his spread open legs. I took the scissors and started cutting the material down his right leg and Seth muttered, "Those are my good Jeans!" I reached up and slapped his face and continuing to cut told him to shut the fuck up. Getting him naked in this way was a turn on for me. It is far more realistic to raping the guy than just having him do as I wanted. I wanted him to succumb and totally submit to me by the end of it all, to belong to me utterly for him to give himself to me, and in the end, to beg for my seed. Once cutting his jeans off him, I tore his flip flops off his feet and whipped them over with the discarded torn and cut clothing I had disrobed him of. He was smooth all over save for a bit of brown curly hair on his forearms and lower legs. A slight treasure trail led from his navel down in the elastic band of the Bike jock he wore. He was fair skinned and it accentuated his brown nipples. A fine forest of brown underarm hair filled his pits and was exposed from having his arms tied out stretched. He was nicely built but not muscular. Youthful exuberance bristled about him. He simply remained quiet and looked at me with his intense medium blue colored eyes. He had short spiked lighter brown hair and thin sideburns that ran down his face to the point of his jaw on either side of his face. He sported brown facial stubble and fine eyebrows. I approached him and nestled up to his outstretched body. I took in his freshly showered and scented odor as I held him in my arms and brushed my face against his neck and kissed him. I whispered to him, "You are now going to be my fucking little whore and slut boy. I will use, abuse and rape you with whatever I desire to do and you will obey and take it no matter what. You told me you had no limits and I have none so enjoy this bitch. You are about to be raped, then fucked, and then my seed will own you. Understand?" Seth replied quietly, "Yes Sir." I enjoyed his scent and tasted his neck and ears and working my tongue down his body to his right nipple. Sucking and teasing it with my teeth I enjoy him. I bit his tit a bit and continued sucking it and then slowly worked over to his fresh but slightly musky armpit. I dove in there with my mouth and tongue and lapped and licked at his pit and the soft forest of hair as I enjoyed the aroma and taste of his young pungent underarm. Some say it is a submissive act to drink in the sweat of someone’s pits. For me it was something to be savored as I could tell how much it aroused and excited him. The more rich and thick his scent and taste got, the more excited I felt. And I wanted to enjoy this young man before I used him fully; I wanted to be gently before I brutalized him. It was like getting appetizers before your main meal, although I knew exactly what dessert would be. After fully eating out his right pit, I switched and enjoyed his left armpit and got fresh scent and taste. Once full of this savor, I planted a deep French on his mouth and explored his mouth with my tongue. I felt a bit of resistance as my mouth and tongue, ripe with his armpit, invaded and covered his mouth. Good I thought. I like resistance so I can begin to tame and break him. Half the thrill of making a boy is breaking down his will and mind, slowly making him crave the abuse I have in store for him, and in time, make him crave my Toxic cum. I wonder what this boy had done with a man before? I hoped he was a virgin to really being used and fucked by a man like me. I wanted his body badly, and his neg cherry even worse. After a while of making him eat my tongue, I let go of him and walked behind him admiring his bubble firm ass. I felt his cheeks and grabbed them firmly. I landed a few hard slaps across them with my hand and watched them flatten and bounce back to their youthful firmness as redness slightly spread across them. "Like that boy?" I asked. "Yes Sir!" Seth told. With a few firmer slaps on his checks I again asked him and he said, "Yes Sir!" "You going to be able to have to take much more than that for my pleasure boy if you are to become my bitch, and my son." I said. Seth responded quicker now, “Yes Sir. Use me. Rape me Sir. Make me your bitch!" I gave his ass five or six real hard slaps and made the room reverberate with the sound of my palm landing on his ass cheeks as I wound up and swung my arm in an arc to give some good force to the spanking. "Uhmm" erupted from Seth's lips as he no longer was able to hold back his reaction to my slapping his ass. He also lurched forward as my handed on his butt. Seth uttered only muffled murmurs as my hand landed on him. Those red bubble ass cheeks looked appealing and I knelt down and firmly parting those luscious cheeks with my fingers and exposing this young man's rosebud manhole. It was a nice, pink, wrinkled, round sphincter muscle with only a bit of wispy brown curly hair circling it which then heading down in between his legs going behind the Jock he wore. I gazed at his young tight hole for a while and then leaned forward and licked the entire length of his ass crack especially sure to go over that hot hole. He was very clean and only a whiff of asshole was noticeable, not that would have hindered me too much. After a few more tender licks, I got my face right in there and tongued his hole and stuck my oral muscle as deep as I could send it. Wiggling my face in there, I got as deep as I could physically could. My tongue lavished in getting to fuck this boy's hole knowing that soon my pozcock would violate it but deeper, firmer and with the mindset of fucking the shit of this unsuspecting bitch wannabe. In amongst my oral devouring of young asshole, I heard Seth moaning lowly. Once sufficiently fed on this young mancunt, I got up and again kissed the boy inserting my tongue deep into his mouth. As he tried to pull back, I held his head firm and forced my tongue into his mouth. I pulled off and ordered him to suck my tongue and taste his own ass. He held back and I then slapped his face hard and told him again. He compiled and I enjoyed exploring his throat and mouth with my ass ripe tongue. Once satisfied that he had tasted his own ass, I got a medium sized vibrating butt plug and made him lick and spit on it. I worked it into his ass pushing it fairly firmly with constantly increasing pressure again the resistance of his young ass muscle trying to keep it out. Seth leaned forward to try to adjust and get away from the invading plug as he moaned. "Take it boy!" I said loudly "Push your bitch ass onto it and take it!" Seth reluctantly pushed back a bit as I pulled his hip with one hand as my other hand shoved in the plug. Finally the widest part of the plug reached the youth's sphincter and with resistance stretched it open wider as I gobbed a wad of saliva onto the plug and his stretched hole. As the spit slide down, I pulled the plug out a bit and twirled it to make use of my spit as lube and then shoved hard again. It slid in and stopped at the widest part making his hole open wider still. With Seth's sudden prolonged cry of "Aahhhh!", the butt plug slipped in stopping and holding itself firmly in place from its triangular shape and from Seth's sphincter muscle clamping around the narrower base. I immediately switched it on to a low vibration and watched him jump from the sensation. "Ever had a plug in your ass before boy?" "No Sir" "Like it?" "Yes Sir. I will take and like what you give me Sir!" Seth promptly said. “You're fucking right you will boy, cause you ain't got no choice now." Now I was going to play and enjoy watching this lad squirm and endure what turned me on. I had done the gentle Daddy act, now It was time to enjoy myself and break this bitch so when I felt like fucking him, he'd do whatever I wanted. By the time I was done, he'd beg for poz cum from any top I wanted, and spread my own DNA to as many others as possible. Being a dominant master and an aggressive Dad really got my cock hard and oozing. I grabbed my camera and snapped several shots of my youthful hostage. I clipped on a black leather cock strap and also inserted a vibrating butt plug into my own ass to stimulate my senses and get me into a frenzy. I was set to play for a while and reduce this willing lad into nothing more than a piece of male fuck meat for me to use, poz and pleasure myself with. I gazed at Seth. In his eyes, I could see some uneasiness now for the first time. Had he gotten himself into more than he bargained for? I sure as hell thought he had so, I knew he had moved out of his parents, was on his own in the world, and as such, could belong, in time, utterly to me. I held Seth's head and kissed him deeply planting another long passionate French kiss on his face. I rubbed against his body and once again enjoyed tasting his armpits, nipples, chest and abs s I drooled over my captive. I got down to his jock and licked his package held in the elasticized material. A small wet spot was apparent on the jock of the young bitch, and I knew he was enjoying what he was getting. Hot damn I thought, what could this bitch endure? I intended to find out! With the scissors, I slip a blade along his waist band and snipped. It let loose and fell to the one side. I cut the smaller straps holding the cup to the back behind his bag. The Jock fell free to the ground. "Holyshit!" I exclaimed as I gazed down and saw the cock this boy had hanging there. Seth had to be at least 7"long hanging there limp. He was uncut and had huge balls in a low hanging sack. The big thick cock head was half covered with foreskin even more then my own. His cock had no big veins and was a smooth unblemished gorgeous monster example of manhood. His brown pubes were long curly and thick as was the thick bush of pubes covering his balls. His left huge orb hung lower than his right and they moved slightly now in their freedom. A clear drop of liquid emerged from his piss slit. "Fuck you're huge my boy!" I said aloud as I admired this young man's equipment. He was more man than I was in this case. He possessed a fucking horse cock. "You may be a man in the cock department Seth, but you will be my bitch won't you?" I said to him. "Yes Sir I will be Sir. I want you to make me your bitch and use me. I want to be raped by you Sir! I then snapped a leather ball stretcher onto his Seth's large balls and sack. I had a bit of trouble stuffing it all into this parachute stretcher and when snapping it closed, Seth gave a quick jolt as I think I pinched his bag in the snap closure. Fuck, I don't care, all the better. Next I began attaching large fishing weights to the small chain on the ball stretcher. Seth did not react much so I added a few heavy metal balls, which then got his attention. The addition of a few more pulled his nuts down and stretched his bag taut, he moaned and moved to try to alleviate this pulling so I added a few more larger fishing weights. He then cried out, "Ummm" and lifted up. A couple more to make it hurt was in order so I did it. As I was adding the extra weights to really pull his balls down, I asked, "Like that bitch?" "Yes Sir he responded. "Want more?" "I want what you want to do to me sir." With that I added a few smaller ones, one at a time and then one larger one. At that Seth cried out and struggled about going up on his tip toes in reaction to his balls being abused. "Stand still and take this bitch!" I ordered and then reached around and clicked up the vibration on his butt plug so it was at the third level. I could hear it buzzing now and listened to Seth holding back his groans of discomfort form his nuts being pulled down. Next I got a pail of wooden pinch-type clothes pegs. With two in my hand, I stood up and kissed the youth's mouth again and he kissed me back. I thought to myself that he had no idea what I would do to him, this realization thrilled me and made me even more excited. Knowing he had no clue just how depraved and total his abuse would be. I wondered if he'd kiss me like this if he knew what was in store, the levels of abuse of getting raped and finally being impregnated by my toxic charged seed. I enjoyed the kiss and pinched the pegs on his two nipples. I felt his jolt as the pegs pinched shut but he pressed his mouth to mine. Fucking hot, I thought, what won’t this bitch endure and do for me? I felt it was time to give this boy a bit of pleasure. A Master rewards his slave, so I knelt before him. I kissed his cock and licked its head repeatedly. Fuck, who am I kidding, this wasn't his reward it was for me. I wanted to suck this huge dick and make him hard to one taste him, and two see if I could handle such a whopping huge fuck tool. After a few minutes of licking and kissing his cock, I took the semi-flaccid muscle in my hands and pulled the foreskin back exposing a huge thick cock head slick with saliva and some precum. A part of me had hoped to see some cheese or smegma, but it looked like the boy was clean. I was sure I could change that in time. The precum was nice and musky however, sticky and thoroughly enjoyable as I tasted it. It just seemed to continue oozing out as I let the cock hang there enjoying the view. Seth's tool began to harden a bit and grow from my attention. The precum dripped down and formed a thin string of liquid hanging from his piss slit to the floor. I put my face into it and licked it up relishing in feeling precum on my face as I tasted the sweet natural fuck lube. I took his big cock back into my mouth and sucked it lovingly enjoying the feel of hardening cock. I took it all 7"in my mouth and pushed it into my throat so that I could take it all down. My nose buried into his young musky pubes. Using my tongue I massaged his cock shaft as I pulled my face off and back onto his pole. Bryan moaned lowly as I impaled my face onto his growing dick using my hands to hold it up and stroke it in between my oral swallowing of its entire length. I really had to work at getting it all down once the full 9+ or ten inches of hard manhood reached its zenith. I wanted to suck and swallow that whole huge dick and did it. Once in, I'd hold my head onto it and press my face into his sweaty pubes feeling this dick stretch my throat going down my esophagus past my vocal chords. With my hands firmly gripping his ass, I pulled his ass towards me so he'd get the hint and fuck my face. Seth stood and did not move so I pulled the chain and yanked his balls down and reactivated his ass plug to vibrate. I pulled my face off his pole and told him to fuck my face. With the yank of his balls, Seth moaned loudly but when I got back to having his whole dick in my throat again, he moved back and forth and provided the desired face fucking I craved. He probably wondered why a master would want to get face fucked especially by such a huge prick, but hey this was about my pleasure and not his. If he benefitted now, that was a plus, cause soon he'd beg me for mercy. I was in heaven and what I wouldn't give to have him blow a load into my face mouth and throat. Should I get him off and then use him? Usually I was spent after blowing a load and couldn't get fucked without it hurting like hell. Fucking me for an hour or all night long was great if I didn't come first. But if I came and was still getting fucked, I didn't enjoy it. It usually hurt me so I always waited to come until after my top had blown his wad. Hell if Seth were like this too, I would blow him now and then make him endure my fucking. I increased the intensity of blowing Seth's organ and used my hands to stroke it as I went down on him fully and then only partially alternating to make him cum fast. I pulled of him and yelled, "Fuck my face bitch! Fuck me hard and give me your cum. I want that big cock to blow a load into me! Fuck me now bitch and do it like you mean it!" and went right back onto him. Seth complied and began to thrust with a bit of force albeit he was trussed and not capable of really being able to fuck me. Several minutes of my intense blow job and swallowing his whole member together with his thrusting brought out an exclamation from Seth as he groaned aloud. Slobber ran down my face from having such a huge length of manhood plying my throat and I was in heat sucking a fine young hard cock. But decided to pull off it and pulled my head back leaving Seth's throbbing fuck pole glistening and bobbing like a flag pole on the side of a building. I was not going to let him cum yet so left his organ alone and let it subside. Seth relaxed and sighed as my slobber dripped off the hair on his bag and ran down his inner legs. I looked at my bound prize and soaked in the beauty of this sight. The weights on his nuts were now swaying back and forth reefing his balls down and back and forth as the parachute ball stretcher held his two large balls in its cup and yanked then down pulling his sack low. The face fucking had started them to sway so with pleasure came pain! Perfect from my standpoint. I walked slowly around him and saw the black butt plug base firmly seated close to his ass. Reaching down, I turn the vibrator off so as to not accustom his inner ass to the sensation, which I wanted for later when the moment of his impregnation came. His perfect form from behind was like seeing Da Vinci's Ventruvian man's backside, but bound by ropes. Seth was more perfect and more youthful and gorgeous however. The sight of this young bitch made my pozcock twitch; not that sucking his magnificent cock hadn't done that to me already. I decided it was perhaps time to indulge him yet again as I knew I would not be able to resist fucking him much longer. I then knelt before my quivering bitch and was face level with his now limp abused cock. I again lovingly started sucking his cock slowly and gingerly using my tongue to worship it and my mouth the envelope it in my warm saliva. I slowly stroked if with my hand as I increased my sucking and amount of cock shaft that I took in my mouth. Several joyful minutes passed before any response started from his monster fuck tool. Slowly it started to harden and grow again. Now cupping his ass cheeks, I pulled his butt in towards me as I engulfed his hard muscle deep into my throat. My sucking intensity increased as I fully gobbled down his stiff meat almost choking and gagging to get it all the way in. Eventually I relaxed enough to swallow his whole shaft and I held it there pushing my nose into his thick sweat drenched pubic forest. Seth was now enjoying this treatment. I wanted him to keep guessing what was next; from getting abuse to getting sucked off, what would be next? Pushing ahead, I concentrated on milking this boy of what would be one of his last Neg loads. Using every cock sucking skill I could muster, I sucked his pole, wrapped my tongue around his cock head and massaged his shaft as I bobbed my head on and off him and going base deep into my throat. He was again melting and moaning and even thrust his pole into my face like before as my oral attention continued. With force I pulled his ass, cupped in my hands forward as I pushed my own face deep on his pole and wiggled my head quickly with my nose pushing into his pubes. Seth let out "ohs and aahs and sighs" as I felt his throbbing hardness stretching my throat. I then retreated and sucked his cockhead and foreskin while stroking his shaft with my hand. Seth pushed his cock at me as best he could from his spread eagled position. From looking up at him, he was in ecstasy as he closed his eyes and pumped his organ at me. His nuts swung back and forth in time with the pendulum of weights hanging from them. The clothes pegs still pinched his young body and red marks from my belt and whip marked his skin. Pain and pleasure mixed together as I sucked his dick more and more frenzied. I was alternating between sucking his head and then deep throating him as he tried to fuck my face. Drooling I finally took him deep into my throat and wiggled my head as each time I swallowed his whole member, Seth would sigh and moan. My tight throat provided a nice fuck I bet. Seth started verbalizing, "oh, oh ooooh, oh!” and I held in deep down my throat as he pushed himself forward on his tip toes. I again pulled off and sucked his cock head and stroked his shaft and then immediately deep throated him again. With one last thrust forward and then relaxing off his toes by just hanging there by his arms, Seth' huge thick cock gave up its treasure. I let what I thought was the first gush of sperm go down my throat, but then pulled off him quickly to feel the second voluminous spurt of cum plaster my face and goatee. As the third glob of spunk shot out, I got some on my face but opened my mouth and took some in to taste the young untainted seed. The big stiff muscle was tensing and firing off huge thick streams of white manmilk. It was literally a stream of cum shooting from his piss slit. Seth uttered, "Fuck I'm cuming" and trailed off with an "ohhhhhh" and he went limp and hung by his arms. I took another spurt in my mouth and down my chin and onto my chest. The next I got as I closed my mouth around his dick head to capture it all. The last three of four spunk streams shot on my face, chin and chest. Even the last volleys of cum came out as thick, creamy white gobs of fuck juice. Finally his cock eruptions subsided and a bit of the creamy more clearer fluid oozed from his piss slit and stuck and ran slowly along the underside of his huge shaft as his foreskin slowly began covering that bulbous head. I felt energized by his pure copious sperm , tasting his ejaculation and his cum in my mouth, I stood and grabbed his head in my hands. I planted a kiss on his lips as Seth hung there still in the throes of sexual gratification. His cum transferred from my goatee and face to his own and I slipped my sperm covered tongue in his mouth, He responded a bit and opened his mouth so I pushed some of his cum from my mouth to his own but kept some in my mouth. I was sexually charged now and walked to his cute butt cheeks and pulled the plug from it and then spread his ass cheeks exposing his young rosebud hole. It was open a bit from the plug but basically was in tack. I licked his hole and tongued it and the deposited his cum on top of his crack and let it slid down towards his hole. As I did that, I stood up and pointed my hard death dick at his hole. As his cum and my spit mixture reached his asshole, I pressed my pozcock along his crack and rubbed and lubed my dick with the mix of his negseed and my spit. Seth was still recovered from his explosive orgasm, but I wanted a piece of him now. My cock throbbed and with this young bitch's cum scent filling my nose and tasting it, My cock became so engorged and rock hard that my mind had no other purpose except to ravage his hot ass and pump him full of my poison DNA. I just shoved my dick in hard and fast. The resistance gave my cock a bit of a dry feeling and only partial entry was gain. He was tight even after having the plug fill him for a while. I pulled out, re-lubed a bit and just shoved myself into him fully. The bitch lurched forward and let out a "Ahhhhh" as he tried to get his ass away from my intruder, but he couldn't get away far enough and with a slight step forward I fully seated my poz cock into his neg ass. Seth let out a harsh cry as my cock shot a pain through his sphincter and inner ass tube. Fuck yeah I thought as I then began to forcefully and quickly thrust my cock in and out of his ass, confident my rough thrusts were damaging his protective inner lining, making it all the more responsive to my AIDS. I liked the thought that he had already cum, that he was weakened and exhausted from orgasm, and it was time I brought him back to the real reason he was here in my dungeon. I was his there to become his Dad and master and he was there submit and serve and pleasure me. I mercilessly fucked his young asshole with vigor and held his hips as I thrust forward. I stepped forward again to really get some thrusting power and take him off his balance so that he would fall back and impale his ass on my rod when I wasn't pushing him forward with it buried in his hole. It worked as he could stay up on his toes and fell back with the ropes also pulling at him when I took a backwards thrust. He would come back just as I then pushed forward and rammed my cock into him. It resulted in us slamming together with a slapping sound as he grunted from the force. His body shook every time I pounded into him. I now reached up under his arms and wrapped my hands around behind his neck and continued a fast power fuck. I leaned forward and nibbled on his neck and bit it a bit. Fuck I was in lust sex heaven and just pounded the bitch's ass for I don't know how long. Helplessly, Seth hung there and took my fucking. All I had in my mind was to breed this young bitch and shoot my poison toxic deathseed as deep in his hole as possible. All the rest of the world went away except for the growing burning need to impregnate his raw neg ass. To not just be his Daddy, but his Poz Daddy. Ironically I do not bareback very often, I don’t spill my seed into just anyone, I had fucked with condoms for years to keep my strain of virus to myself. But now all that had changed as I felt my raw deadly cock sliding into his unprotected ass. Other than grunts and uhs emitting from Seth's mouth, the only sounds was the slapping of flesh on flesh as I was in a frenzy and wasted his hole. I was able to just get in that fuck mode and kept orgasm held off for as long as possible. I am able to sometimes fuck like an hour or so straight and only cum when my exhaustion kicks in and I was in this zone now. So now after loosing all track of time, I was tiring and knew I was approaching the moment of his conversion. I slowed my pace and set into feeling his tight abused, raw ass grip my cock. I concentrated on that feeling and felt my cock pulse and intensify in sensation. The knowledge that soon I was going to poz his neg hole that I was going to forever alter his life rapidly enhanced my sexual pleasure immensely. Knowing what I was about to made my sexual lusts surge. I began to slow down, right on the cusp of orgasm. I wanted this to be one more act of submission to me. Perhaps not the final act, but a big step. I wanted him to beg for my cum “I’m gonna fill you up, baby.” I grab his arms and push them down with my hands. “I’m going to flood you with my sperm, and when I do, my Seed will be inside you forever” “Please…please do it…” “Tell me what I want to hear…you know what I want to hear, boy…” I ordered him with ragged breaths. “I want… I want you to cum…” He whispers, “Tell me where boy, tell me where you want it… I grunt so close to the edge. “Cum … Inside me“ I am so close now.. “Say it again!” I order, feeling my balls contract. “Cum inside me! I need it, Cum inside me!” And that sends me over the top. A few more slow thrusts gave me the sense I was about to cum. I could feel my balls start to tingle with a raw sexual energy that I know can only come from having poz seed. I could feel the energy growing inside me, a burning toxic energy as my living virus exploded. I jammed my cock deep into his guts and pushed hard, shuddering as my death dick fired its’ charged bullets of pozcum from my now tightly snug balls. I leaned into Seth and pushed my cock up as deep into him as I could get it using his body to hold me up as I pressed against him and held him firm in my grip. He was stretched taut against his ropes from my weight against him as my blasts of pozspunk ejected into him over and over. Hugging him in that half-nelson, I gave my cock short little thrusts as I pressed against him more and more trying to bury my erupting organ deeper in him. The orgasm seemed to keep going as my pulsing rock hard cock sent waves of sexual pleasure through me sending me into a lustful daze. Once more I could feel some sort of a tingling sensation, sure that there was a sexual energy flowing out from my cock into his ass. I was in such a state of sexual lust that I felt every spurt of toxic viral cum pulsing through my dick as it kept surging over and over. It felt so sexually exhilarating knowing millions upon millions of my poz DNA were mixing with whatever remnants of Seth's neg spermatozoa that had entered his hole from I had first lubed him up. He was strung up like a piece of live meat and twitched about like a fly in a spider's web. All the while I hung onto him with my deathdick inside his cum laden fucked hole. At last my orgasm began to fade and the flow of my poison seed became less and less. Satisfied for now that I had started him on the road to becoming my poz son, I stood there now relaxing in the aftermath of my powerful ejaculation. My cock remained embedded up my bitch's ass, wanting to keep every drop of my poz cum inside of him, to let it have as much of a chance as possible to soak into his body and infect him. I hung onto him feeling him breath and enjoyed the feeling of my complete and total dominance and control of this young man. My libido was reeling and my sexual urges were still humming from being able to inflict whatever I so desired on this bitch slave. Regardless he was now mine to control and use and the feeling of that power intoxicated me. Yet as intense and thrilling as it was I knew this was just the start. As rough and brutal as the fuck had been there was no guarantee my Virus would take inside him. And when that time came, I wanted him to willingly as for more of virus. We stood there for a moment as I regained my breath, my hand reaching forward and slowly running down his sweat soaked body. As my cock throbbed half soft, yet still embedded in his abused ass, I took the moment to luxuriate in his sex infused body. I tasted the sweat dripping from him, inhaling the primal stink that now infused his once squeaky clean form. My questing hand moved down to find his huge uncut cock once again hard and throbbing. Such a good boy I thought, to get aroused from such a brutal fuck. I began to concentrate on my own dick now, gently moving it again, working it back into full strength for what I would hope to be the final part of his journey, at least for tonight. For the next several minutes I gently worked his sweat soaked cock while grinding my own until at last I was ready to fuck yet again. I knew I had to keep going to maintain the momentum we had started, to keep his arousal peaked and to keep my cock inside his cum soaked hole. Having cum once already, I knew it would take me longer to shoot, and so I kept up a slow but steady rhythm of fucking in his increasingly raw and brutalized ass. For Seth however, his cock was dribbling precum as I Kept him edging on the brink of orgasm. After about ten minutes of this sexual torture, I started the next phase of my plan. “You have been a wonderful, wonderful slut tonight, and you have made your master very happy.” I said, slowing my stroking hand as I sensed him once more on the cusp of orgasm. He moaned deeply as his only response. “You have taken pain from me, and pleasure, and you still want more?” Now he gave a coherent “Yes Master” in response. I smiled and started to stroke again. “And you have taken my seed deep inside you hole, and you want more?” the response was quicker and frenzied “YES Master! I want oyu to fuck me over and over again! Please! I need to cum so fucking bad, andI need your cum in me!” He begged, the need in his voice making my own cock twitched, I smiled a deep dark perverted smile this was the moment… “You want more of my charged toxic AIDS cum in you then slut?” I was tensed for the jolt that came next, and was able to keep him from pulling off my dick despite his strength, my grip and the ropes more then enough as he squirmed, impaled on my death dick. I dug my nails into his balls to quiet him as I hissed in his ear. “You wanted, no, begged for me to fulfill my most darkest most perverted sexual urges upon you slut, don’t think for a moment that something like this wouldn’t happen. You gave me freedom to abuse your body as I wish, and I intend to” I said into his ear asI ground my cock more firmly in his hole, the juices and cum making wonderful squelching noises. I could feel him in my grip, starting to shake and whimper, begging me to pull out and not to fuck him. “I have already shot in your hole slut, you already have a huge load of viral poz seed in your ass you know. But it is no guarantee that it will take. You still have a chance to be clean, just say the word slut, and I will pull out and let you go free. If you hurry and get to a doc, you might be able to stay neg you know, you might still have a chance and of course I would never..ever..bother..you..again..” I said, emphasizing each word with a hard lunge forward of my now throbbing deathdick. “All you have to say is for me to stop.” I hissed into his ear as I fucked him slowly, after a few minutes he whimpered something softly and I leaned forward. “What was that slut? Speak up for Master.” He moaned a bit louder… “D-Don’t, I…I Want it…” I grinned and slammed forward again with another wet thrust. “You need my aids cock inside you boy, is that it?” “Yes” he says at last. “You want more of my viral toxic cum, infecting your ass?” I saw, now fucking my cock into a furious pace once more. “YES!” he says, louder now. “Beg me for it slut, beg me to infect your boypussy! Beg for me to plant my AIDS deep in your hole” I shout, knowing I was quickly reaching my peak. “Poz me master! Knock me up! Infect me!” He babbled madly, the words hot enough to send me over the edge. Once more I could feel the tingling sensation in my balls beginning to crawl up my dick, the onrushing orgasm, feeling even more intense now that he was willingly asking for my death seed. I wrenched his head around as much as possible, wanting to look into his face as the moment of infection happened. I hilted deep in his ass and bellowed as the surge of sexual energy poured out of me to fill him yet again. If the virus had not yet taken root inside him it was sure to infect him this time. I could feel my cock opening up fresh rips in his ass as it sawed in and out of his spasmaming hole. My gazed locked on his as I hissed and grunted, caught up in orgasm of such power that it can only come from pozzing a neg hole. “This is it boy! Your boypussy is so ripe, so receptive to receive my virus, my poison, my toxic DNA!” I shouted, slamming over and over as the seed erupted from my cock, making sure to try and coat every last surface of his ravaged ass with it as I held him in my arms, the look in my eyes telling me everything I needed to know. “That’s it slut, just give in to the Virus and let my poz seed into you, let it infect you and your body.” I moaned, now utterly lost in the bliss of the experience. “Just let yourself go and accept my poison into you, now and forever.” I said as I stroked his cock quickly, wanting to reinforce his moment of conversation with more pleasure, I brought him swiftly to orgasm. I watched his face contort in long denied pleasure as a massive load of what I hoped would be his last negative load, poured out from his cock. For a while we came together, poz and neg seed mixing as one, yet all too soon I could feel my orgasm starting to fade. Once again the flow of tingling energy seemed to fade, signifying the end of my virus into his body as my balls finished emptying their toxic payload. I panted, catching my breath again as I simply starred into his eyes. After a few moments I kissed his face and whispered, almost lovingly to him. “You have begun a brand new journey with me my slut, from this moment onward I’m going to fuck you and fill you with my virus, over and over and over, until at last it takes root inside your body. And when that day comes, You will no longer be just a Slut, but my Son, You will forever be a part of me, because I will forever be inside you…” He said nothing, but wept gently, knowing perhaps how true what I said was. It was 2am by that point, and I decided to give my new ‘Son’ yet another reward. I gently unhooked his body from the networks of ropes and chains that had bound him for so long. Exhausted, spent and raw, he slumped against me as, still with my dick in his hole, I gently walked him to a bed I kept in the basement playroom. Together, soaked in sweat and cum, we quickly fell asleep. Over the next two days, I would finish my indoctrination of his mind, warping and breaking his will, corrupting him to belong utterly to my sexual perversions. I fucked his ass over and over, each time he would beg more and more for my toxic seed as I watched his transformation into a total obedient poz slave. It was less then a month later that he got the fuck flu, and I knew then that at last I had given ‘birth’ to my Poz Son. It was during that time that time that I started to show him my other side, the side of myself that would keep him, hopefully by my side for the rest of our lives. During the depth of his sickness I cared for him, tended to him and of course kept his ass full of my virus. I told him that he really did belong to me now, and that we were, in a very biological way, now father and son. All that was over 10 years ago. Shortly after he converted he moved into my house and changed his last name to my own. All record of his past life slowly faded away as he grew to become the perfect poz son I never had. Now I look forward to the day that he will pass on my Virus to yet another son, already we are looking at several candidates. .

I do, I'm 38 and I love it when boys 18-25 pound my hole and breed me. They might not have the best technique, but they are always so horny and full of cum, and they like to experiment. I also love to edge their cocks while I lick their perfect bubble butts 🤤 Some can even be a bit dominant, it's so cute. There aren't that many who are interested of course, and I know I would have more success with older tops, but somehow I'm just really into those skinny youthful bodies and their energy.

Wanted to comment about the dramatic change in growing up gay today versus growing up gay BEFORE internet-the amount of material available to young gays today grows them up quicker and they know at 18 what a lot of us didn't know until MUCH older.

Chapter 4 The ginger bear and I continued to snog as four more loads were pumped into my guts. In the meantime the bear got a great pounding and one more load delivered with a great roar. Ginger bear suggested we leave now that our load counts were even. We scrambled around to find our strewn clothes and headed out of the woods. As I was unlocking my bike the bear invited me to his place. I tossed my bike in the back of his pickup and we were on the road. I began to worry about all the cum I had taken and asked if I should have asked status before taking cocks bare. He responded; "It's up to you kid. Maybe in the future, but it's a little late to worry about tonight." Delivered with a good natured laugh. It was not long 'til we arrived at his town house. He unlocked and invited me in the front door. The door was no sooner closed than we were snogging and ripping off each other's clothes. Both naked he pulled me up the stairs and threw me onto his king size bed. It smelled fresh, the sheets had been dried outdoors. I lay on my back and his big hairy body lay over me like a comfy quilt. He looked me straight in the eye. "So what would you like to happen here young man?" "Shit ... I don't know ... what do you want?" "I want to fuck your no longer virgin ass. " "Holy fuck ... you are massive ... I don't think I can manage it ... even with all this cum for lube. " "Don't worry, I'll open you up slowly. It won't be long 'til you beg for bigger. " "Holy shit ... I don't know... um... oh fuck it! Yeah ... fuck me , fuck me now!" He rolled me over, ate and tongue fucked my ass for the longest time. Then he started messaging and penetrating my hole with his thick fingers. He had amazing skills. When he figured I was ready he lay on his back and told me to sit on his cock; "That way you'll be in control. " I climbed on the beautiful hairy hill of his body and together we lined up his massive cock head with my hole. I tried to sit down but there was no way it was going in. He reached into his bedside table and brought out a small brown bottle. Uncapping it he took a few sniffs in each nostril. I followed his lead. My head immediately began to spin and warmth flooded my body. He encouraged me to take two more long hits per nostril. With head spinning and ass so fuckin horny I just squatted on his pole and three inches popped inside. He smiled and encouraged: "Sit on down. You're doing great. Take a bit more. " I pushed down and two more inches eased into me. As I stroked the hair on his chest and tummy he slowly and gently started to fuck me from below. After a dozen pumps he was eight inches in. I felt like I was riding a telephone pole. I was encouraged to take a few more sniffs and I was soon fully impaled loving the feel of his thick furry bush on my naked ass and taint. Again he smiled and asked; "You ready to get fucked kid?" "Five guys have already fucked me tonight, that makes six today... but, yeah, I'm ready for you to fuck the living daylights out of this newbie ass man. " And fuck me he did. First from the bottom, then missionary, then doggy. I lost track of all the positions and angles as well as the time. Back in missionary for the third time I could tell by his ragged breathing that he was getting close. His words confirmed my suspicions: "Where do you want my load kid?" "Inside me of course ... please, NO, NO ... WAIT ... what 's your HIV status?" "Poz " "Undetectable?" "Fuck no, no meds here kid, massive viral load. "

So the creative juices are weird. I never thought I’d have a continuation to this story, particularly one that has a darker tone, but here we are. As an FYI, there’s a decent amount of buildup before the fucking. ————— It had been six years since my encounter with the twink. The first six days I was panicked and avoided pretty much all human contact, assuming I was a dead man walking. I was educated and knew that wasn’t how HIV worked, but I was also a child who grew up in the 80’s where we thought if you touched a poz person, let alone slept with them unprotected, you sentenced yourself to a celibate life as you waited out your remaining years. Of course, as time wore on, rational thought won out over paranoia. I came to grips with what happened, swore off sex, even with my husband, until six months passed and I could get as accurately tested as possible. All the tests came back negative and I said a little thank you upstairs that I’d somehow escaped the bug after receiving two doses of potentially lethal, acute new infectious sperm. The first night I fucked my husband after my self imposed abstinence was wild. I’d never been one to be able to perform multiple times in a night, but somehow was able to get three loads deep into him as he begged for mercy by the end of our final fuck. Ours has always been a more emotional relationship, one where going months at a time without sex isn’t overly uncommon, but we make up for it when it happens. But now, it had been over a year. We both had our moments, random men on grindr or growlr, first names only in a phone and at the end of the day we always came home to each other, but we just never felt in that mood together at the same time. Trying to be discreet, every couple months, I’d run through my contacts, fondly remember someone who I’d cum inside of or who had donated their seed to my ass, then delete the contact, knowing it was a one off. But even after six years of not talking, there was one number I could never get rid of. His. The poz twink. The one who gave me the most excruciating painful pleasure my ass had ever known. The one who scared me to no end with his revelation. The one I could never speak to again. Or so I thought. I still don’t know why I tapped send message instead of delete contact. It was simple and harmless enough though; just Hi. His response caught me off guard, both from its speed and tone. “I always knew you’d come back fag. Guess you want me to take another shot at pozzing your hole. I’m assuming you’re still neg since you didn’t hit me up shortly after I bred you to tell me you’d converted and cry and bitch me out for it. I’m free tonight if you want it, your place or mine slut?” I was absolutely stunned. This couldn’t possibly be the same sweet, adorable, charming twink I’d talked with six years ago. This was a dark, evil monster, hell bent on passing on a disease. So why the fuck was I intensely hard? And why, two hours later, was I ringing his doorbell? We agreed to talk and catch up, not to fuck. This time I was at a decent apartment complex and not the cozy home of his I’d previously visited. He opened the door and smiled. That fucking smile that could disarm an entire nuclear arsenal. Any thoughts I may have had at being mad went away, but I kept my resolve and when he leaned in to greet me, his mouth slightly agape, I ducked to the side and gave him a peck on the cheek. We went in and I saw how he’d grown. No longer a twink as he sat down in his polo and shorts, but a man. A man capable of charming the pants off anyone. We talked. An hour passed. It was as easy and casual as it was the first time in the coffee shop. Eventually I had to ask, “So why the apartment? What happened to the house?” “Jeffrey and I split,” he said. Before I could offer apologies, he continued. “He had no problem with me being poz or even chasing for that matter, hell, he was. But I refused to go on meds and I feel that it’s my job to put the virus in as many men as much as I can. He said he still loved me and always would, but couldn’t be with someone who could be that callous and destructive with both my own health and others. Because he still loved me, he set me up with this condo, so I could be taken care of, but that our relationship was, from a couple sense, over. I saw him a couple times after that, drinks and all, fucked him a few others. Hell, I even shot in him twice two days before he passed on. It was cathartic for both of us.” “I’m sorry,” was all I could say. “Don’t be,” replied the twink. “He gave me four amazing years, saw me through my sexual awakening, and helped me become the Poz slut I am today. I owe him everything, that’s why I pass him on to as many men as I can. You’re special though,” he paused and trailed off. My mind was swimming with so many thoughts. I finally steeled my resolve and asked, “What makes you think I’ll let you fuck me tonight?” He laughed. “I basically told you I wanted to poz you when you texted me and you showed up anyway. You’re a chaser who doesn’t know it yet. I’m guessing you were hard as fuck when you read my message. Now, we can either get to it or you get the fuck out of my place so I can find a cute twink to breed.” I didn’t move. “That’s what I thought. You know, I blew you, rimmed you, and bred you six years ago. But you never sucked my cock.” He unbuckled his shorts and revealed the perfect hard dick. The one that gave me the most intense pleasure I’d ever had. “Get on your knees and get to work bitch.” I did as I was told. He made sure I knew what was happening this time. “Suck on that poz cock. Get it wet since that’s your only lube boy. Get me ready to infect your healthy body and make you mine.” After nearly five minutes of his cock never leaving my mouth, he said “bedroom, now. Strip and on your back.” I got up and started unbuttoning my pants even as I walked down the hall. In less than 30 seconds I was on my back with my legs up. He didn’t even take his pants fully off. Just spit and started steadily pressing inside me. There was the pain again. The exquisite pain. “I didn’t get to see your face last time. I want to look in your eyes as I infect you. I’ll make love to you later, but this fuck, this one right here with me raw in you, no lube, just spit, this is to give you HIV. You’re mine now faggot, so I hope you enjoy your last clean fuck.” His words chilled my body as he started to move in and out, slowly, but deliberately. Involuntarily I began to moan. He picked up on that quickly. “Your mind is saying this is wrong. I can see that in your eyes. Your body, the lust you have, the passion you’re taking me with, your body knows it’s right. Give in. It’s ok to say it.” I knew what he wanted. I wasn’t ready. He knew that too. “You’ll say it when the time is right.” His strokes grew increasingly quicker as he began to long pole me, nearly driving me into the headboard. “I’m close.” “Please,” I whimpered. “It’s time. Cum in me.” “You asked for it slut!” With that, a torrent of unmedicated poz cum gushed into me as we locked eyes. The intensity with which he bred me said it all. My mind accepted the fact that I was now his, I was now poz, and I wasn’t going back home.

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The best sex that I had was one night at 3:00 am this guy on line told me that he just got out of prison and that he joined skinheads while he was incarcerated only for protection. But that he actually liked black men’s energy and personalities while he was in prison. He said that he had tattoos that were on his chest and that he was afraid for someone to see them now that he was out of that situation. He seemed really interesting so I let him come over that night and we got really high. He took off his clothes and we went to the bedroom. His body was incredible and he had had a banner across his chest that Represented his gang with swastika and some other tattoos . His chest was so defined and he has huge sexy nipples. I was turned on by the fact that this was his secret in prison and that he told me that he was turned on when he saw black men in the showers or in the prison yard but had to ignore them for any association could get him killed. He smelled sexy and manly. He was very clean and smooth all over. So in the room with only the light from outside coming through the blinds. I put him face down and fucked his ass raw. He liked it and begged for more dick after hitting the pipe. I fucked for a longtime, eventually cumming in his hole. He liked the silicone lube which was new to him. He smelled hot and his nipples were making me crazy. I started nibbling on his nipples. And he with out asking just spit on my hole and lifted my leg up and plunged his big cock in me. What made this so hot is he was long and thick with a fat head. He said he had just fucked his girlfriend earlier that night. So he was fucking me with this big dick while I looked at his manly biceps, big shoulders, sexy big nipples with that [banned word] tattoo across his chest that said that this dick shouldn’t be inside a black anything. He fucked me so deep raw and wet with his pre-cum. I was spun and let him stay in me for over an hour. He seemed to just stay hard. It was so hot as he became more aggressive and put his sweaty boxers over my face as he pumped me full of his cum and piss soon thereafter. My hole was so sore the next day. He left around noon the next day. And we got together one more time before I had to leave for a job out of state. I got an email from him six months later and he was in prison again. I think about his smell , nipples and that big dick pounded my black ass in the dark with sweat dripping off of him onto me. That was the best dick I ever had.

Been chatting to a sexy young guy off Scruff for a while but the timing was never right, he can't host, lives 18km away and can't drive. Ended up going, picked him up and went to a park near his to fuck in the toilet block. Damn his cock was perfect and he was a little on the dom side, made me gag on his cock (which produces the perfect saliva to use as lube) then fucked me, lots of ass to mouth, rode him sitting on the toilet then finally got him to blast his big load deep into my cunt as I was bent over the sink. Kept his cum in my cunt all day and can't wait to hook up with him again for some more.

Met a 31 year old on Scruff. He's confined to a wheelchair and has full sensation throughout his body. He wondered if I had a friend that would join us for a threesome. Turned out I did. I'm 65 the friend is 70. We met last night and started with the older guy fucking me for quite some time as the younger watched, kissed and fondled us. I was standing bent over sucking the 31 year old off as my friend was fucking me doggy style. The younger guy's thick dark cock was very hard so I spun around and sat on it bouncing myself on his lap. Within two minutes he was blasting his load up my ass. I thought it had all expelled itself before I crawled into bed last night but it must have been huge 'cause it's still seeping out of me . I've experienced a number of young guys who want me to fuck them. My preference is for them to breed me, and it happens regularly enough. Last night was special.

I visited an old friend. Long time ago we had sex but we are already only friends. It was the first time since the COVID has broken out. Although I planned to visit the cruising bar after this meeting, we talked too much and the time was flying rapidly and it was 2 am when I left. Not much earlier the bartender guy I fucked few days before texted me. After a small chitchat, it was obvious we had to fuck. He lives in an open relationship with his boyfriend but they drunk and the other guy was K.O., so we couldn’t meet in their flat. However, he was closer to my old friend’s apartment than mine it was no sense to pick up him and take home. So, we agreed that we would fuck in the staircase of their house. I jumped in my car and was there within ten minutes. He came down, let me in. We immediately started to kissing and touching our bodies everywhere. He pulled me in a niche near the stairs. It was naturally dark, only the lamps outside gave some light. I felt his hardon and started to suck him playing with his ass. I turned him back, bent to the wall and my tongue was deep in his hole. He was moaning loudly not caring about the fact that we were in a public place. I not only rimmed him but literally ate his ass. It was sweet and smelly a bit. I was horny as fuck. I turned him back again, pushed down and pulled his head on my cock. I fucked his throat and was ready for fucking him when he grabbed my shoulders and throw me forward and pushed his cock in me. I was absolutely surprised because I assumed that he was more bottom. Furthermore, I wasn’t prepared. I warned him but he said that it didn’t matter. He fucked me like a crazy. After a while he pulled it out and I was immediately on my knees and sucked his cock clean. I stood up and we were kissing again. Then I thought it’s time to give him back the loan. I bent him over again and pushed my cock deep in his hole. I started to fuck his hard. I don’t know if the flapping noise or his moan was louder. He begged for me to breed him. I grabbed my poppers, sniffed a deep and gave him at least three or four huge loads. We had a long goodbye kiss and I left. He texted me later that my cum was leaking from his ass, so ha laid down with ass up because he preferred to absorb it. What a pig! Like me. 🐷😜🙈😈

once had a regular feeder save up 40 loads and make a devils dick for me. He wouldn't fuck me, just use my mouth but liked the idea of me getting his loads frozen. One the day I arrived in a jock, stripped down and he presented the dick. I used my mouth on it for a minute savoring the feel and taste when it was nice and slick inserted it and it was perfect. Cold for sure but was hot knowing I was finally his seed in my hole. He was throbbing and moved to my mouth. I swallowed his first load as his seed was running down my leg. Stayed there between his legs till it was completely thawed. Was a great time.

You are very welcome @earlystart - when you are ready, you'll write more, until then don't stress it. Because I write other things, personally I have to be in just the right mood to write more in my blog on here. Even though they are all real life true situations I've been in that I write from the notes in my sex diary (in other words I don't have to think up plots, they actually happened so I just have to put the words on the screen in a hopeful hoT, erotic and entertaining way) it still requires a certain amount of time and exactly the right mood. So don't worry!

This truly is an exceptionally hoT story and I thank @earlystart for sharing it with us. Only a few stories make me cum more than once while reading them, and even fewer make me come multiple times when read a second, third, or fourth time. This is one of the very few. Though I would have been happy to read more chapters, I'm also happy with it just the way it is and as a writer myself, I'd rather see a story end when the author feels there's no more further he can go with it than just limp along without enthusiasm to make it longer, I'm not sure if anyone else was feeling this way, but I'd have loved an epilogue that took place Monday morning at school when Jake encountered Mr. Kelly in the hallway and sat down in the first row in History Class in front of Mr. Miller... face to face but surrounded by clueless students...

This ^ is a real thing. Several guys think I use old pics. Or just pass me by "as cute". 😛 Just last week, I was buying something big (not sexual, hehe) and the handsome str8 salesguy said, "I can't believe you're over 40". A str8 friend of my hubby's is a little younger than me but looks much older. Age is a #. I don't mind if a guy looks older than his age. But looking younger messes with people's heads IMO.

A few days after my mother recovered from what we suspected was the fuck flu, it was confirmed and the three of us, Helen, my mother and myself where taken to the tattooist at the same time, we each had a bio-hazard symbol tattooed above our groins, me first, I lifted my tiny skirt, I had already shaved in preparation and my knickers where removed even though they probably would not be in the way and I was inked whilst Helen, my mother and Tracy watched, then it was Helens turn and I noticed for the first time that she had piercings down there, a ring in either side of her pussy and a stud through her clit hood, then it was my mothers turn, I am sure she felt uncomfortable lying on the bed being inked just above her cleft with her son watching her shaved snatch on full view, then when my mother was finished, I was asked to get back on the bed and this time another tattoo was done but this time on my ankle, it read, “Property of Tracy”, this ink was also added to Helen and my mother, I think in some ways this probably disturbed my mother even more. I wondered what my father would say to my mother’s tattoos, but when I broached the question my sister got very angry, apparently he had left the house because although it was alright for him to fuck around behind my mother’s back, in particular with Helen, but also others, it was apparently wrong for her to fuck around behind his back, the fact that my mother had been lured into her affair by the use of drugs and had now developed an expensive habit was immaterial. My sister was really pissed at my dad, although I am not sure if it was for the double standards or the fact that he demanded that my mother sell the house and he wanted 60% due to her unfaithfulness. My sister was adamant that that would not happen. After the tattoos, it was back to the party house, but this time my mother and Helen would be attending, and although my sister said the party was for us, I knew that my mother and Helen would probably enjoy it the least, whereas, I on the other hand was excited to know I would be getting my brains fucked out although it disturbed me to think it would be in front of my mother and girlfriend, even that thought seemed bizarre, is she my girlfriend still? Even though I now love cock? Of course not, we will never get engaged, never get married, never have children, even now she is carrying someone’s child and I am almost completely certain it isn’t mine and yes, it could be Daniels, or my dad’s or from what I had been told, anyone of a number of men, a lot though by no means all had dumped infected poz cum in her womb. Well, I guess it didn’t matter now, she was a pregnant whore, my mother an anal whore and I a faggot sissy whore, we all had our place and we all had jobs to do and I liked to think I was good at mine. As we got into the house we were told to mingle, I could see my mother and Helen standing around whilst various men talked to them I didn’t recognise some of them, they were not the usual party crowd, but that was hardly surprising as a lot of these men would either be straight or bisexual, most of my party crowd where gay. I was attracting my own fair share of attention and every now and again someone would ask to see my new tattoo’s I would show them my ankle then lift my skirt obediently and on more than one occasion I saw my mother or Helen do the same. Someone put porn on the big screen TV, straight porn and within seconds of it going on I saw my mother pushed to her knees, I saw her undo the trousers and belt of the guy in front of her, take his cock out of his pants, kiss the head of it then start to suck it, a guy stood next to me had his hand up my skirt resting on my bum and occasionally pushing gently on the butt plug inside me, his other hand playing with my left nipple, someone brought Helen over to our group, guys where touching her all over she just stood passively letting them. “Hey, I heard that this cunt is your girlfriend? You’re too much of a fag to date a whore like this! So, tell me whose baby is in her belly? Not yours I bet?” as he and his friends laughed out loud, “Maybe Daniels, or maybe your dads?” more laughing “Well don’t worry Fag, we will make sure she has fun with real men tonight, Lol, she won’t walk for a week after tonight, lol” The guy with his hand on my bum then moved it to my shoulder and pushed me down, “Why don’t you two have a competition, see who can suck cock the best” “Hey why don’t we get the other slag in, a competition between the three of them?” And that’s how I found myself on my knees in a cock sucking contest competing against my mother and my former girlfriend, several men standing around, some of them naked, all of them cheering us on. The prize? Well I guess the privilege of being known as the best cock sucking whore. I used every technique I could think of, using my lips and tongue to bring this man’s meat to eruption, kissing, sucking, using my tongue to lick the base of his shaft whilst forcing my head as far down onto the shaft as I could and that was easy enough as I had become skilled at deep throating, but so had Helen, she too had spent a night with George and learnt like me how to take a man’s fuck stick all the way into the throat, and when I wasn’t completely throated, I used my tongue to penetrate his piss hole as best I could. Only my mother struggled to deep throat a cock but then she had yet to visit George. In the end it was Helen who won, although I suspected she cheated by using her fingers on her man’s anus. My man came second and my mother’s came last all of us swallowed the discharge, then all of us where lifted up and all of us stripped, not that we were wearing much anyway, moments later there was the clink of three metal butt plugs being thrown together in a small pile whilst 3 more men mounted each of us, and so the party began in earnest. I recall at points in the night, seeing either my mother or Helen going “airtight”, a cock in each of their holes, I witnessed my own mother being fisted in her cunt and later in her arse, Someone had told the party goers that Helen was pregnant and so they endeavoured to stretch her cunt open as wide as they could to assist her in the birthing, even though it was many months away. Helen and my mother were also made to perform together, providing a lesbian fisting show, I know that some of the gay men who were fucking me were surprised at the viciousness of the so called straight or Bi men fucking Helen and mom, I was worried about any damage they might do to Helens unborn baby even though it was still the first trimester, but then I guess, the fact that they were happy to provide Helen with different chems throughout the party meant, they were not that worried about it. I saw my mother on her back on top of a man who was deeply imbedded in her arse, both arms outstretched and held in place by other men whilst still other men injected her arms at the same time, to say she had become a drug addled whore would be an understatement. And as she sank into the arms of the drugs, I was led to her, I was told to wank the man inside her, I didn’t understand, how could I do that? He is inside her arse. “Simple bitch, fist fuck her cunt and wank him off inside her” I tried to be as gentle as I could, making my hand as small as I could to penetrate her but it was pointless as she was so loose, my hand slipped in easily. I felt the hard cock of the man who had impaled her and opened my hand to grasp him inside her, he didn’t last long before he juddered and I actually felt his cream come up his shaft and enter my mother’s shit tube, he withdrew and as I was removing my hand I was told no, shouts from the crowd, “I’m having some of that” And then next man took position to penetrate my mother’s arse so I could wank him off inside her, several men wanted to experience this, even so called straight guys, Guys getting wanked off inside a woman by her own sissy faggot son, luckily for my mother she was pretty much sky high whilst all of this went on but to end it all, after my hand was released from the slick but loose folds of her cunt, I was told to lay on my back and she was positioned above me and I was told to clean the cum from her bruised and bloody and battered arse, I did so using my lips, my tongue and sucking the cum from inside her whilst beside me lay Helen, completely comatose as another two men fucked her cunt and arse.

Married bear bloke I was chatting to persuaded me to meet him and said he wanted to me to suck him off in his car …didn’t look like much but his cock looked tasty. He was 40s bald bearded and had one of those cocks with a curve that sticks it to their belly when they are hard prob a 7" but wide and uncut ...had me on the back seat of his car room for me on the seat him on the floor...lot of snogging sucking & wanking. He was sucking me while he fingered me (got three in me)…well hot Asked if I wanted fucking…yeah ! …said he didn’t have any condoms …result…then was rubbing his cock head on my hole ...it was wet..he leaked precum like crazy…felt him get in me and started in fucking …snogging me with him balls deep …he told me he wasn't pulling it out till he'd come …watching his hairy belly as he smashed my hole was hot then he was grunting and flooding my hole …called me a dirty bastard …I was close to cumming cos his belly had been rubbing my cock between us. He wanked me for a few seconds and I shot a load over my T-shirt. He pulled out and fingered his cum in me.

When you accidently let loose a wet cum fart during a quiet scene during Dune and somebody angrily glares ad you and shushes you 🙄

Lying about your age in a profile isn't such a big deal. I have a friend who HAS TO lie about his. He's 55 and looks significantly younger. He was having a hard time hooking up, because most guys would accuse him of using pics that were 10 years old, or using someone else's pics. So now all his profiles list him as 45. And he still has guys telling him "wow, you look really great for 45". He thinks it's kind of funny that so many profiles demand you be honest and accurate with your own profile, but he HAS TO lie for anyone to believe him.

So the other night I was home alone, the boyfriend was in Melbourne and was going to be coming home late. I was on Grindr on a private account I have for playing around. A guy I’ve been with a few times (40s. Muscular. Married. Big dick. 8 inches uncut) Messaged me and asked what I was up to and if I was horny. I said yes. He said, ‘I want you arse up on your bed on all fours sniffing amyl in 30 minutes’. So I get ready. Leave my door unlocked. Lube up. Start sniffing amyl. I hear him arrive. Come through the front door. He comes into my bedroom and undresses without saying anything. Walks up to me with his big cock semi hard and wearing a silver cock ring. I start sucking him. Running my tongue along the head. Peeling back his foreskin as I suck him. He gets really hard. He’s thrusting in and out of my mouth and I could taste his precum. All of a sudden he tells me to stop and turn around. He puts on a condom and lubes his cock up as I turn around. I feel him teasing my hole with his cock head. Take a big whiff of the amyl and all of a sudden he thrusts forward and inside me. My hole is fucking tight but he rams it into me even though I scream out a little. He slowly pumps away and it starts to feel good. Really good. I start moaning and begging for him to fuck me harder. He calls me a little faggot. Gets me to spread my cheeks as he pounds me. I can feel precum leaking out of my cock and he holds me down hard as he piston fucks me. All of a sudden he pulls all the way out and I beg him to put it back in and keep fucking me. He says, ‘sure thing fag’ and takes off the condom and slides his cock into me raw. At this point my eyes are almost rolling into the back of my head as it feels amazing. He’s pinned me down onto my stomach and is on top of me. Fucking me raw. I said, ‘maybe we shouldn’t be doing this’ and he goes, ‘shut up and take it cunt’. I get harder. He puts his hand on my neck and starts squeezing as he keeps fucking me. I feel like I’m about to black out but it feels so good and I get super hard (I don’t usually get hard when getting fucked). He yells ‘Beg for it. Beg for my load in you’. So I start begging for it, ‘fuck yes, give me your load. Breed me daddy. Fuck my cheating hole’. ‘Oh yeah, you like that. You want my cum in you don’t you, you little slut?’ At this point I’m about to blow about a week’s worth of cum. He can tell I’m about to cum I think and tells me, ‘cum for daddy. I want to feel your hole tighten on my cock’. I scream out ‘I’m cumming’ and he says, ‘me too’ and then I blow the hugest load in months as I feel his cock inside me emptying his load. He keeps fucking me and I keep cumming in spurts as he fucks me. I can feel his load in me and feel him pumping away and pushing it in deeper. After about a minute he stops and collapses on top of me still inside me. My hole keeps pulsing on his cock. And each time it does he yells out a little. Then he gets up and pulls out of me. ‘Turn around and clean my cock you little bitch’. I do as I’m told. Then he gets dressed and leaves saying only, ‘See you next time’. My hole was a bit sore and dripping but I felt amazing. I can’t even remember the last time I came when I bottomed, let alone at the same time as the top.

Chapter 3 “Are you” I asked “Don’t know yet, infection might take a while, might take multiple exposures” “So why not get as many injections to be sure” I said “Exactly “ The ref reentered the ring as the announcer come over the speakers “Alright fuckers, settle down. Hold those cocks up your asses and the bug deep. Our next match is about to begin” I watched as two men about forty years old and in decent shape entered the ring “This one is twisted as fuck even for me” continued the announcer. “Meet Scum” he said as one of the men stepped forward. “Scum here has bet his partners uninflected hole should they lose - that means both Dr Death and Reaper get to infect his partner” “Scum” looked shamelessly at the mat as his partners face drained of blood and when white as a ghost. He jumped the ropes and grabbed the mic “Once I am toxic I will breed my death up Scum’s hole as a pay per view” The crowd went wild! I bent over a bit more sticking my ass out more, as if I was advertising my openness to take more infected cock. Wasn’t long before fingers were exploding my hole. I decided to just keep my eyes on the ring. As the two men moved to their corner, one pissed as fuck, the announcer said “To challenge these men in sudden death match is Dr Death and Reaper!” I watched two more massive muscled men enter the ring. Each one nude. Their cocks were pumped with blood but not fully hard from the tight metal cockrings. Each one leaking already as if they know their cocks will be deep in a hole before the night is over. I felt a hot breath on the back of my neck which caused me to push back. “Craving the infection?” A voice asked Even before I could respond, I felt his big cock head push into my hole, I pushed back and it popped in and he quickly went balls deep. In the ring, Reaper was circling “Scum” who looked as if death was truly chasing him, Reaper reached out, grabbing “Scum’s” arm, pulling him in quickly and putting him in a head lock. They moved to the corner where Dr Death was waiting and playing with his cock. Once in reach Dr Death reached out, grabbed “Scum’s” trunks and ripped them off, then slapped his bare check. The ref moved them away from the corner and Reaper released “Scum” laughing at him, pointing at his soft little cock. “Scum” hurried to his corner and tagged the sacrificed partner. He jumped the ropes and lunged towards Reaper, who quickly moved aside and tripped him as he went by. The man went face first in the mat. Reaper didn’t wait and launched into the air and landed his elbow onto the man. He grabbed him, pulling him to his feet, launched him into the ropes, where he bounced off and across to the ropes opposite the first the. As he returned to the center only to be close-lined. Reaper then pulled off his trunks, exposing his hard cock. Grabbing it he lifted him back to his feet. As he staggered in center ring, Reaper back handed him across his chest, knocking him to the mat again. Dan reaches over and grabbed my cock as I was slowly getting fucker by an unknown man. “I want your last negative load” Dan said I looked over to see a man pull out of his hole and another ram in deep. I don’t know how many cocks or loads Dan had gotten but I know he didn’t care. In the ring, Reaper had pulled Scum’s sacrificed partner up off the mat and pushed him to the corner where Scum was waiting and was tagged in. Reaper quickly moved to Dr Death and tagged him in. Dr Death’s cock was raging and leaking a lot. He moved quickly, grabbing Scum by the hair and forcing him to his knees. He jabbed his leaking cock at Scum’s mouth hard and quick. Scum’s lips relented from the attack and parted. I watched Dr. Death’s cock slide balls deep into Scum’s mouth. His hands were against Dr. Death’s muscular thighs trying to push him out of his throat. “Choke the fucker!” yelled Scum’s partner, “Choke him out and you can have his ass” Dr Death push his hips harder against Scum’s face. From my angle in the stands I could see the fear in Scum’s eyes and the tears running down his checks. “Churning that load with my toxic pre-cum” a voice whispered from behind me. I kept looking at what was happening in the ring as I pushed back onto that cock deep in my hole as it drove into me. Dr. Death was now face fucking Scum as he gasps for air while the cock was out of his throat. “My balls are aching to shoot my venomous seed into you” I squeezed my hole around his cock as he fucked me harder. Desire for that poz load was a new thing for me. I used to avoid this plague, now I lost all inhibitions and I was wanting it, this load and more. Dr. Death was still brutally face fucking Scum, as his partner and Reaper looked on, each stroking their hard cocks. Scum was waving his arms about as if he was trying to fly way. “What say you” Dr. Death asked pulling his cock from Scums mouth. “We submit” Scum said in-between trying to catch his breath. “WE??” yelled Scum’s partner, “You mean you submit” Scum hung his head in shame and just nodded. Dr. Death twisted Scum around and pushed him face down onto the mat. Scum’s face had a look of surprise and horror. “This wasn’t what was suppose to happen,” he protested, “I’m a top” An evil laugh escaped Dr. Death as he dropped on top of Scum before he could try to get up. “A top my ass” Dr. Death said, “With that little dick, how would anyone know you were inside them.” Dr. Death spit in his hand and reach back and under him and wipe his spit on Scum’s hole. “Oh fuck I can’t hold back” the man behind me yelled and slammed in me. “Infect me” I pleaded. I could feel his cock pulse and my inside grew warmer as his load exploded from his cock, coating my insides. He slapped my ass as he was pulling out and I was squeezing my hole around it, milking it as it pulled out. I wasn’t empty long, as another unknown man stepped up and shoved his cock deep in me. In the ring, Dr. Death was lining up his toxic weapon with Scum’s hole, while holding a fist full of his hair to keep him from escaping. The crowd was again chanting “Breed his hole” over and over. Scum had a look of horror on his face with tears running down his face. He knew his fate. It was the fate that he was willing to inflict on his partner.

Chapter III. I excused myself to take a piss, knowing that Adam’s POZ cock was about to get much closer to my boy’s raw hole. I made my way to the door and looked back. Of course my boy’s head was turned to Adam, staring at his cockhead peeking out of his jeans. He never saw me open and close the door, then hide behind a stack of boxes. Within seconds, my boy spun around and dove onto that POZ cock. He tugged at Adam’s jeans, popping buttons all the way down, and freeing that big beautiful uncut dick. Adam’s cock was so long that it reach up to his navel before his jeans were unbuttoned, and now stuck out at least 10” from his body. My boy swallowed every inch down to the root. Adam still had has camera in hand and was clicking away. "Better pull off that thing," he smirked, adding "Spin back around so your man doesn’t see you in this position, at least not unless he wants to." He looked up and over towards the stack of boxes. I suspected he knew I was still in the room! I reached for the door and opened it just as my boy swung back around. Adam’s cock was still hanging out, dangling right over my boy’s hole. I approached slowly, transfixed, as I watched a pearl of precum slowly leak out of Adam’s POZ cock and drip ever-so-slowly down and land right on my boy’s asshole. I knelt in front of my boy as he slurped my dick down to the root. I leaned forward and spread my boy’s cheeks. Adam snapped away as I worked that pearl of POZ precum into my boy’s ass. I fingered his ass as my boy moaned on my dick. Adam’s oozing cock was inches away from my boy’s ass as I kneaded his cheeks and worked my fingers in and out, getting him prime, loose and ready to take this stud’s raw POZ cock. I was on the verge of blowing my load down my boy’s throat as I reached out and wrapped my hand around Adam’s manhood. Every moment was captured by the camera as I guided that raw toxic cock into my boy’s hole. Adam thrust slowly forward as his foreskin pulled back. Every inch disappearing into my boy’s ass was rewarded with moans of pleasure from the three of us, and clicks of the camera. My boy gagged on my dick and pulled off to catch his breath. He smiled up at me, ‘I’m finally doing it. Taking POZ cock raw!’ I smiled and nodded to him. Adam began rocking back and forth driving his cock deeper and deeper into my boy with each thrust. He pulled away from the camera and handed it to me, nodding as he did so. I couldn’t believe that I was allowing this to happen, encouraging it even. I took the camera and started shooting. I moved around the sofa as Adam began pile-driving my boy’s ass. Adam’s pace quickened as his breath got more shallow. I knew he was close, and I leaned in as he bottomed out inside my boy, firing off, shooting his toxic load deep into my boy’s gut. I could see his balls clenching again and again, breeding my boy. Adam slowly pulled out, leaving my boy’s ass wide open. I could see white globs of POZ cum start to ooze out. Adam smeared the seed onto his hand and then onto my dick, leading me forward. He took the camera and began shooting as I entered my boy’s slack cummy silky hole. I knew I was working that POZ seed deeper into my boy’s hole, and that sent me over the edge in mere moments. It felt like I came a gallon, relishing the feeling of Adam’s POZ cum slipping over my raw cock, flowing deeper and deeper into my boy’s ass. I caught my breath as I realized that the camera had stopped clicking and the sound had been replaced by clapping. My boy and I heaved as Danny and Sam approached, both naked and hard. Adam patted us both on the back as he leaned forward to kiss Danny and Sam. "You boys finished, or do you want to keep this party going?" My boy grinned and smiled at me as he said, ‘I knew their plan would work!’ Only then did I realize that they had planned the whole thing. Danny started to arrange me on my knees beside my boy, both of us leaning on the back of the sofa with our asses prone. Sam slid up behind me as Danny eased up behind my boy. ‘You fuckers ready to take some more POZ cock!?!’ My boy leaned over and kissed me hard as Danny and Sam fingered our holes. When we pulled apart, we both answered with a breathless ‘Fuck yeah!’

Chapter II. Adam proposed that the five of us go back to his studio and get some photos taken. Danny and Sam were all up for it, especially since it seemed likely that they’d get to play with Adam. Three POZ cocks and the two of us seemed risky, but I knew and trusted Danny and Sam. After all, they could have stealthed us the last time we had all played together, and they knew Adam; I wondered how well they really knew him, since they didn’t seem to know that he was also POZ. My boy looked at me as if to say, ‘let’s do this now! I’m horny!’ I nodded assent, and we got the check. Adam had had less to drink, so he volunteered to drive Danny’s car. I sat in the front, with my boy tightly sandwiched between Danny and Sam. Of course, the three of them were making out as soon as Adam pulled out of the parking lot. By the time we had reached Adam’s studio, Danny and Sam were taking turns swallowing my boy’s cock. My boy didn’t even bother to pull his pants all the way up as they stumbled into the studio. Adam led us to a velvet couch in the middle of a big room. The four of us sat there as he switched on lights and got his equipment and camera together. ‘You four want to play as a group or as two couples?’ Sam suggested we do both. My boy and I made out as Adam snapped away. The sound of the camera’s shutter clicking was totally turning me on as I helped my boy slip out of his clothes. Danny and Sam stood over by Adam suggesting poses and camera angles. By the time my boy and I were naked, hard, and dripping, Danny and Sam were ready to switch places. My boy and I got off the sofa and the other guys took our place. They made out as they tore each others clothes off. They were 69ing on the cushions when Adam suggested we join in. My boy and I knelt in front of the sofa as Danny guided my mouth to his cock, and Sam guided my boy to his. We blew them for a few minutes and then Danny and Sam went down on us. God, those POZ fuckers both gave great head. Just then, Sam’s phone started ringing. I was shocked when he popped up off my cock and walked across to his pile of clothes and answered. From the look and sound of things, it was a work call. He needed to go help his boss out of a sticky situation at some country club. Danny looked annoyed, but agreed to head over there with him as Sam was still pretty drunk. They got dressed and headed out. I walked them to the car thanking them for a good time, and for agreeing to still play with me and my boy on safer terms. They both gave me a big hug then hopped in the car, planning to come back and pick us up to drive us back to our car as soon as they were finished. When I got back inside, Adam was standing next to the couch, his shirt now untucked, more or less hiding his crotch. I had noticed before that he must have been getting hard as he photographed the four of us fooling around. My boy was grinning as he posed leaned over the couch, fingering his ass, which was already shiny with lube or something. Adam had me take my clothes off again and stand beside the couch so my boy could blow me. After a few minutes, I really had to piss so I backed away and left the studio, heading down the hall as Adam directed. When I came back a few minutes later, Adam was sitting on the sofa next to my boy’s upturned ass, which seemed totally wet. My boy was pulling his cheeks apart exposing his hole as Adam took some closeups of his winking pucker. It dawned on me that his ass would have only gotten that wet if Adam had been eating him out. I figured that was fine with me. We both knew he was POZ, which meant that if it came to fucking, he’d have to bag up. Adam smiled at me and excused himself to go to the bathroom too. He shirt was still untucked, but I could see a dark spot that must have been precum. I figured he must have been turned on to soak through his pants and his shirt! Alone with my boy, I asked if Adam had been playing with his ass. He confessed, kind of guilty. I told him it was totally fine, and reminded him how much it turned me on to watch him give himself to other guys. ‘Adam doesn’t play safe,’ was all he said. I figured, whatever, then I’ll be the only guy fucking my boy today, but it dawned on me that they must have talked about fucking when I was out of the room. I wondered how much farther my boy would let things go if I found an excuse to leave the room. Adam came back but this time had lost his shirt. Fuck, he had a hot body. Spreading across his massive right pec was a biohazard tattoo. My boy and I both knew what that meant, and I could see my boy drool. Adam picked up his camera again and had me get on my knees. My boy spun around, ass upturned. Adam got on the sofa behind him as he shot my boy deep throating me. Adam nudged himself closer and closer to my boy’s prone ass. I could see he was hard as he pressed against my boy’s ass. My boy clearly liked it as he pushed back. Adam kept dry-humping him as my boy slobbered all over my dick. I looked up to see the tip of Adam’s glistening cock peeking out over the waist of his jeans. A nice uncut helmet oozing POZ precum. I thought that might be the moment to excuse myself, wanting to see how badly my boy wanted this POZ hunk to fuck him. I so desperately wanted to see his hole leaking cum again that it was starting to not bother me if it was POZ cum or not! To be continued…

I stepped into the shower after our fuck and thought about what was going through my mind. Had I really been turned on by the thought of my cheating boyfriend getting pozzed by one of his tricks? As I washed off the sweat from our fuck, my hand soaping up my dick and nuts, I thought of the intense orgasm and I started to firm up again. Something that should be said about an Aquarius is that we have intense fantasies. I imagined Joey going to meet a poz trick and pictured him bending over to receive his gift. I got rock hard as I thought of the guy, who I pictured as Ethan Wolfe, sliding into him raw and thrusting, unloading his cum. Just then my second load burst forth and I stood there panting. I rinsed off and got out of the shower. My mind kept playing over that scene and I knew that I wouldn't be able to forget about it. When I went into my bedroom, Joey was fast asleep, cum drying on him. I was still awake so I went grabbed my laptop and went out to the living room. I had heard of a site called BBRT from a friend I knew who was into barebacking when I lamented to him of the fact that Joey was so staunchly "safe", but I told him I wanted to try being monogamous as Joey had asked. I went there and signed up for a profile quickly realizing there was more kinky stuff than I realized. Skipping most of it, I put in my stats thinking I would probably be better off being honest with whomever the guy would be so he knew what he was in for. I put up a cropped photo of my shirtless body when Joey and I were at the beach last summer. In my bio I put that I was discrete and looking to play out a fantasy - vague enough not to rouse suspicion in case there was someone who might report me for my immorality. I navigated to the search options and checked of boxes for poz tops who give loads within 10 miles of my zip code and looked through the options. Living in a major metropolitan city, there were plenty of guys fitting that description. I scanned through the first page and found a Latin guy the same age as me, 26. He was uncut and his bio explained he was into poz talk and dark fantasies. I had to purchase a membership to see his pictures better, but it was worth it. He looked hot and I felt my dick plumping up as I viewed each pic of his thick furry latin frame. I got a notification that I had a message and clicked over to see that it was from the same guy I was looking at. >hey there stud. What fantasy are you looking to play out? My heart fluttered and I hesitated, staring at the message for what seemed like hours. There was no taking it back if I told him, but if I didn't I knew I wouldn't be able to tell anyone and I wouldn't be able to get my revenge. >hey sexy. Well, to put it bluntly, my fantasy is to poz my boyfriend. I just found out he's been cheating on my the last year and a half we've been together. I sent the message and sat waiting for a second. I went back to his profile and looked at his public pictures some more, taking in his brown furry skin. I got another two messages and clicked back to see one of them was him unlocking. >that's one hell of a fantasy, very hot. I unlocked, do you have any pics of him and you? I quickly went to upload some nude pictures of Joey under private, adding the caption as "the bf" and added a few of myself just for good measure. I clicked onto his profile and unlocked my pics and started looking at his new photos that showed a pert furry butt and an impressive thick 8 inch tool. I began salivating at the thought of it pumping Joey full of cum when a new message appeared. >you two are very sexy. You've both got a sort of jock/cub thing going on, I like. So he's been cheating and you wanna get revenge by pozzing him. Tell me more. I told him how Joey and I had been together for a year and a half and that he was being shady so I snooped in his phone and found messages from a lot of guys that he hooked up with. I mentioned our rough fucking and how he wouldn't even let me fuck raw. Then I told him about my fantasy and that I even jacked off in the shower thinking of him loaded with poz cum. While waiting to hear back, I went to the picture of his cock and rubbed my dick through my sweat pants. It was thick and even hard there was skin bunched up at his head. There was another pic of his foreskin pulled back and I saw his thick mushroom head leaking cum. I rubbed my cock head and felt how wet I was getting when the alert came. >that can be arranged. For some reason the condoms I use tend to break And I've been poz for a year now and haven't started my meds yet so I know I got some toxic cum. I'd love to help you get your revenge. What's his name on Grindr? I sent him what I knew and described the image, as it wasn't one he sent to me. I gave him my address and said he would be around for at least the next day. He told me that he would head over to the Starbucks near my apartment and look for the thumbnail and hit Joey up in the morning.

found this on a hard drive - NOT MY STORY Andy was chatting on the internet, as usual, looking for a hot guy to fuck him, as usual! He is a tall, sexy looking young guy with a nice body and a charming smile. Andy never has any trouble finding spunky men to fuck his ass. He loves to be the btm, and loves to do it bareback. He has not caught the bug so far, mainly, he thinks, because he always asks the men who are about to put their raw dicks inside him if they are "clean". So Andy read through the profiles that were on offer, and was drawn to one in particular. The guy was in his forties, much older than Andy, but he had the most beautiful penis Andy had ever seen. The guy, named Paul, had many pics in his profile of his cock, long fat and hard, sliding in and out of smooth young boy cunts, dripping with thick white cum. Even though Andy was a young hot guy, he secretly lusted after older, rougher looking men, and Paul was perfect! His body looked strong and masculine, like a solid built rugby player or something, and his eyes were deep and inviting as they stared out of the computer screen. Andy was just about to flick Paul a message, when he noticed something on the profile. It said "Full blown poz for 7 years". Andy had fantasize about being pozzed up before, but he always kept it just a fantasy. So he sent a message to the guy saying "Hi" and "Nice Cock". The guy messaged back and they got really into it, chatting about how great it would feel to have a one on one charge party for Andy tonight, and get him all loaded up with poz cum. After a while Paul asked for Andy's phone number and he admitted that he had no intention of going through with it, that he loved life too much to let his sexual fantasy ruin it! So they left it at that. Andy then went and lay down on his bed, with his dildo, and started to slide it slowly up his ass. He sniffed some poppers and wanked off, until he was close to shooting his load. He could not get the image of Pauls cock out of his mind, and he imagined that Paul was fucking him then and there, with no condom, and pumping his ass full of cum. Andy went back to the computer, without cumming, and started chatting to Paul again. Paul said "Hey, why don't you cum over, and we can have safe sex, it will be hot, there is no reason why we can't have some fun, if we are both sensible about it (-: "So Andy fought with his better judgment for a while, but finally his hard-on got the better of him and and he jumped in his car and headed over to Paul's house. When he got there he was struck by how masculine and relaxed Paul was, he was a really sexy guy! They kissed as they stood in the living room together, and Andy felt a kind of electric energy in the air. They went to the bedroom and got undressed in front of each other, their eyes all over one-another's bodies. "So, is this the first time you have ever knowingly been naked with an HIV positive man?" Paul asked "Yeah it is" said Andy nervously, he was so excited about their bodies making first naked contact, he reached out and pulled Paul on top of him, and they kissed deeply, Paul's tongue going so far inside Andy's mouth that he felt as though he was being fucked already. Paul stopped kissing him and looked into his eyes, his 8" thick hard penis was digging into Andy's groin, he said "Feels good doesn't it?" Yeah, it feels amazing" Andy replied. They continued to kiss and Andy felt the full weight of Paul's body on top of him, it felt like the best sensation in the world. Paul worked up a huge gob of spit in his mouth and slowly let it fall into Andy's mouth. Andy opened his mouth and let the spit enter him, loving the feeling of it. They kissed again, and then Paul said "Come with me". He led Andy to the bathroom and made him kneel down. He put his hard penis at Andy's lips, and began to piss, a strong stream of piss that went down Andy's throat. He swallowed it all down, his own cock hard as a rock with lust for Paul. After drinking all Paul's beautiful hot piss, they went back to the bedroom. You like having me inside you, don't you? My piss, my spit?" "Yeah, I love it" said Andy. They rolled around on the bed and Paul began to mount Andy. "I'm not going to put my dick in you, don't worry, I'm just gonna press my cock head against your hole, so you know how great it feels to have a poz cock touching your ass" Andy lifted his legs high and wide, and Paul pressed the huge head of his penis against the tight asshole before him. Pre-cum oozed from the hole at the tip of his penis, and he rubbed it into Andy's tight hole. Paul gave Andy a bottle of poppers and they both inhaled deeply. They kissed and Paul spat another large gob of spit into Andy's open mouth. "This feels so good, doesn't it" "Yeah I've never felt anything so amazing in my life" "You know, if you are into barebacking, its only a matter of time until a guy will poz you up, you may as well do it on your own terms, and with a guy you really like" "I'm scared though, I don't want to feel sickness and pain" "Don't worry, after you convert, and get the fuck flu, you wont feel sick for years, and you can enjoy sex the way it was meant to be. You can become the sperm-slut you know you are, deep inside" Andy looked deep into Paul's eyes, as the head of Paul's penis stayed firmly placed at his boy-cunt. "Oh man, I want to put the rest of my cock head inside you Andy" They sniffed some more poppers, and then Paul pressed a little harder on Andy's hole, and the pre-cum slicked it up so he could put the whole head inside. Andy took another hit of poppers, and then they kissed deeply again. He had never felt so good, his whole body was tingling and he wanted to feel Paul's penis fucking him so much. "Man, your penis is so beautiful, I love it in me so much, I need it man. I wanna take your beautiful sperm inside me" he murmured. "Oh yeah, I wanna put the whole thing in you, I wanna fuck you so hard, I want you to be a slave to my penis, to my sperm. I need to shoot my poz cum in you Andy, can i fuck you man?" They both took another hit of poppers and then Andy said "Yeah, give me your cum, I need it" Andy opened his legs as wide as they would go, and lifted his ass up as high as he could, and Paul pushed himself down, so that Andy's legs were pressed back, and their faces met perfectly. Then it happened, Paul drove his huge hard penis all the way into Andy, and their bodies connected together. "You're gonna have my cum inside you forever man, I'm gonna change your body, you're never gonna be the same again" His cock slid in and out, sometimes all the way out, then all the way in. Andy was trembling with lust, he had never experienced sex like this before, he had no idea his body was capable of such pleasure! The took deep hits of poppers, and Paul kept fucking him deep. "Oh God, man, I'm gonna destroy your body with my sperm, I'm gonna fuck you to death, you're my cum slut now, your a dirty piece of shit, you deserve my AIDS sperm boy" "Oh yeah, I need it, I'm worthless man, just fuck me up, poz me up, I need your HIV, I need your sperm so bad" said Andy, completely lost in the hotness of the fuck. "Fuck man, I'm gonna cum, my sperm is gonna take over your body, give into it man, let it enter you, don't resist it" "Oh man, Oh yeah, fuck man, give it to me, fuck me up man!" The energy in the room was so intense, Andy could feel that something amazing was about to happen in his body, and that he should not try to stop it. They kissed again, long and hard, and then Paul began to cum. He fucked into Andy hard and fast, and deep, and then shot his load of thick white sperm right into Andy's open hungry ass hole. "Oh man, wow, that was amazing!" Andy was stunned, but he remained horny, so Paul jerked him off, while his penis was still hard inside Andy. "This is your last neg load boy! You're never gonna be the same after tonight" Andy was overcome with lust and he shot a huge load of sperm onto his stomach. Paul collapsed on top of him and they lay in each others arms and fell to sleep. A few weeks later Andy came down with the flu, and eventually he tested poz. He was now a pozzed up cum slut, on the prowl for a re-charge...

I can't believe what just happened. I mean, yeah, I barebacked as a general rule, but I always asked guys their status and only took neg seed. Who would lie about that anyway?? Besides he was so young and innocent and we were only going to meet for coffee. I guess you want some more details. I'm your average guy, kinda husky, but pull it off well. At 37 I'm that perfect age where young college guys look at me as a daddy but older guys look at me as someone who can be a successful son. He was 22. We met on an app for bears and their admirers. 5'7", 140, cute as a button and charming as fuck. We hit it off right away, chatted about everything including the fact that he was in an open relationship with a man more than twice his age. It just sucked he wasn't in my local area. So of course as fate would have it, I needed to travel for work one Saturday. Just a one off thing, home that night, but a trip that would bring me within 30 miles of my crush. I quickly told him and he squeaked in delight as we made plans to meet at a local coffee house. His bf would drop him off, but he asked if I would bring him home as the bf worked the night shift. The conversation was flowing as easily in person as it was online. He was as charming and my gosh that smile! I didn't realize that three hours had passed as quickly as it did. We piled into my car and drive the 10 minutes back to his place. Being a gentleman, I walked him to the door. As he opened it, I turned to say goodnight when he grabbed my shirt and yanked me inside. He pushed me against the wall and dropped to his knees. I didn't think it possible to get someone's pants off as quickly as he did, but less than 30 seconds after the door closed I was fully hard and 7" deep in his throat. After two minutes he finally came up for air and kissed me. "I just had to taste it," he said, flashing that smile. "What happened to just friends," I asked. He looked directly in my eyes as he unbuckled his pants. "We can be friends tomorrow. Tonight I'm cumming deep inside you." There was no more to say. He took my hand and led me upstairs. When we got to the bedroom, we undressed the rest of the way and he gently, but firmly guided me onto the bed on my stomach. After a stinging slap on my right cheek, he voraciously dove tongue first into my hole. The sheer sensation of this eager twink rimming me was unbelievable as he loosened my entryway while giving that perfect little extra sensation of being eaten out by someone with a well groomed goatee. After 10 minutes of that treatment, I audibly whimpered disappointment when he unlatched from my back side. He chuckled mildly, "Don't worry, it won't be empty long." He reached for the lube that was already out on the nightstand and prepared the 8" log swinging between his legs. The pain was intense as he pushed forward. Normally it's easier for me if a guy pokes at it and eventually the head pops in, but this was his show and as much as he had made me feel good in foreplay, I knew I was there strictly to be a cum receptacle. He stopped to let me adjust only when I felt his hips on me. "You ready," he asked. All I could do was nod into the pillow. With my tacit acceptance, he started his assault on my insides. The kid was good, hitting all the right places. My moans only encouraged him as he went nonstop for eight minutes before I heard him change his breathing. "I'm not pulling out," he said. 10 seconds later I could feel the first shot of his DNA lining my ass, followed by six more volleys. He collapsed on top of me as I felt his orgasm subside. It was my turn to show him what I could do as I flexed my ass. He jerked as I milked the final drops of his orgasm out of him. He laid there for a few minutes, getting soft. I was about to ask if I could get up, when he started to stir a bit. The movement allowed him to reharden as he began to fuck me again, slower and in more of a lovemaking way. We continued this for a solid 15 minutes before the telltale change in his breathing happened. I looked back at him and he just nodded as he deposited another load in his new sperm bank. After a minute he pulled out and kissed me tenderly. The lad was too too to be true. As we gathered our things, I noted a picture on the dresser. It was my stud, posed, crouched on his knees with eight men, four on each side, naked, surrounding him. I asked him what that scene was. "Oh, that was my conversion party," he casually remarked. "Jeffrey, my daddy, set it up for me. This was actually my first post diagnosis fuck. Just got past the flu earlier this week. Doc gave me some meds, but I haven't started them yet." I quickly became enraged, "You told me you were neg, asshole!" "I was when we first talked and we discussed it," he fired back. "That was a week after we chatted the first time. Best birthday present of my life." So there it was. I had two highly toxic loads beginning to penetrate my system. As I came to grips with that fact, another thought came into my head. What was I going to tell my husband?

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.

The last four guys I have played with have all been at least 20 years younger than me.... three tops and one was versatile. They reached out to me and were looking to tap some tight Daddy ass.... who was I to say no!? Of course!! I find the younger guys are not bashful at all about living out some Otter/Daddy role play and fucking. I'm all for it now and then.

If folks want no age of consent, fine; shoot yourself out into space, colonize Mars or wherever, and setup your own rules. Society on this planet isn't just about you; it's about others too. Just because you liked getting fucked by a teacher @ 12 does not mean everybody did. A lot of alter boys did NOT like it, so are you going to force them to like it?! No, and that's slippery slope that backfires if you were to try. And on the flip side, it's clear some people don't understand "no". Were Nancy Reagan to come back from the grave, she'd tell us that "Just Say No" doesn't work on folks who force themselves onto others. Were I to have kids, I'd have no problem with them experimenting with their classmates/playmates; but if I were to find a teacher or priest in the mix ... well I'd make sure your life, for what it's worth, was Hell on Earth. If my kid were to tell me that they actually did like that, well ... that's bridge I'd have to cross. But don't jump to conclusions that everyone's being oppressed and nobody benefits from the law.

Thanks for the many reads, comments, follows, etc! Appreciated! Chapter 3 cumming soon!

I live in DC. Back in the 00s there was this guy who did some work for hotels (inspection? mystery shopping?). He had this mailing list he called BISHOP(Bi-Sexual Hotel Orgy Party), it was men's sex parties in his room (typically a suite) during the evening and sometimes one at lunch. He published his schedule in his email and he'd travel all around the east coast and mid-west (and maybe west coast too, I didn't follow that). I'd hit him most of the times he came through, but one time I hit him *a lot*. I traveled and think I hit him up Charlottesville, Richmond, DC, Baltimore, Philly and maybe NYC. DC and Baltimore I remember I got him lunch and evening. I was often but especially in DC the last to leave. I remember once in DC I was on my back on this king-sized bed, two guys were holding my legs back above my head and this huge brother was slamming it into me. After he shot all over me he grabbed a sharpie and wrote his number on my arm, he wanted me to ring him and party with him. But that's another story.

So long as the dick is hard I don’t ask its age.

This story is just phenomenal! I agree with what leatherpunk16 said that this needs to be made into a film production. I’d love to see it made into a sci-fi miniseries. This is a great story that absolutely must continue. If a movie production cannot be done, perhaps someone with drawing skills can produce a comic book version of this tale. I’d buy it in a heartbeat. PupLucky, please continue this fantastic story for us. You’ve got us entirely hooked to this just as the Makers seed has entirely hooked those it has infected.

I do and have. Love that they are young and full of hormones. Fuck me , then fuck me again, what another? you're ready again?!?!? keep it cumming, stud! I'll keep taking it!

We need to hear more about this! 😄

Oh hell yeah. I live very nearby a well known University, within walking distance of the dorms and frat houses. I have regularly hosted evening anon, walk in breeding scenes over the years. I get an incredible mix of hot students, some experimenting, some drunk (frat boys) and some already comfortable in their skin as gay men who are just into hard core fucking a hole. They are also generally comfortable with the coming and going of others, so its not unusual to have an 18 year old cock in my mouth and a 19 year old cock in my ass. They often have great stamina and I've had plenty of guys come by early in the evening before they go out with friends and then text asking if they can come back late at night and dump another load. Maybe 1 in 20 asks about condoms. They either don't care (unlikely) or are on PrEP (school health clinic hads out PrEP like Halloween candy. It was much easier to line up 15 or 20 students with the old Craigs List, but I find with a bit of effort of Grindr, Scruff and Sniffies, I can still put together a pretty awesome gang bang.

I want his sister to fuck me, 😂

Well Pig Week is in Fort Lauderdale the end of November.

I was fisted for 2 hours last night, my partner finally said "dude it's 1am! Come on" hahahha. I just kept going "no no, I'm good I'm still cumming" hahaha. After about 20/30 minutes my abs and insides started pulsating when nothing was inside, and I was just cumming almost constantly. Was literally a next level feeling I can't really describe beyond that. My dick was soft and covered in dripping cum all night

While staying in Vienna I got into the habit of spending Saturday evening at Kaiserbrundl Spa for the foam party. If you’ve never been, the put plastic curtains at the entrance to a shower room and fill it with foam from a machine sitting atop one of the walls. A wide variety of men attend to fuck and get fucked. I had done my share of both on my many visits during my two month stay in Vienna. This is what happened during one of my visits. After breeding an ass and getting two loads myself, I was wading through the foam looking for another when I came across two men fucking. Being a bit of a voyeur I wanted to see how big he was and if he was wearing a condom. He allowed me to touch. He was decently hung but he was suited up. I started playing with the bottom’s hole and the top’s balls. I kissed the top and, whispering in his ear, I asked if he was neg. He shook his head no. I then asked if he was on meds. Again he shook his head no. Finally I asked if he knew the bottom. Again he shook his head no. For my next step I moved to the top’s cock. I slowly jacked him with two fingers as he was thrusting in and out. I started concentrating on the base of his cock and sliding the condom down. We kissed more as I was doing this. At this point the condom was only on the part of his cock inside the bottom. I put my whole hand on his cock and he pulled out of the bottom’s hole. Naturally I slipped the condom completely off and guided his raw cock inside the bottom’s ass. We continued to kiss and smiled mischievously at each other as he continued thrusting in the bottom. I went back to only two fingers on his cock. I could tell he was getting close and whispered for him to “breed his ass.” He started groaning louder and I could feel his cock throbbing as he bred his seed into the unsuspecting bottom. I wonder if the breeding took?

The Sexy Hipster, part 2 Matt and John meet up a couple times over the next couple weeks – mostly fucking but also going out for dinner and drinks. Matt and John fuck bareback each time. John loves it when Matt rides his cock facing him. John loves getting Matt so horny that he will drop his pants and ride him. John got Matt to ride his cock in the bathroom at a bar they went to and also on his back stairs one night. Matt loves riding John’s girthy cock. Matt likes that John knows he is slutty and likes it. One night, Matt and John get invited to a party by some of their bar friends. The boys don’t know them well and the guys throwing the party are those older guys that hang around twink bars. Matt and John discuss it and decide to go because it is a party weekend. There is a street festival to celebrate Spring. The City closes off a couple blocks downtown for a street fair one day, a 10k race another day, and then a small parade. It’s a fun weekend. Matt’s second of these festival weekends since college ended. John likes them too. The party is going to be a couple doors off the main festival area and that’s the main reason Matt and John decide to go – easy access to a bathroom and cocktails. Matt is especially leery of one of the party hosts because he is always trying to fuck Matt. He’s older and not very fit. A couple times Matt has been lonely and almost given in to this guy’s advances. But, Matt is with John now, so it’ll be fine. It is Spring, but it’s hot out. Matt and John are in shorts and tight tee shirts on Friday night after work as they explore the street fair. It’s fun and they see their friends on the street. The boys are all looking good and joking around. They head over to the party they’ve been invited to – all in a pack. The guys bring booze with them from a liquor store on the way. When they arrive, the party is pretty tame – mostly older guys hanging out drinking, decent music, etc. Everyone gets cocktails and is hanging out. The boys find the back fire escape/deck overlooks the festival. The twink pack sees some friends and the host tells them to invite the boys in. Soon the party is roaring with twinks, jocks, twunks, hunks, and the hosts and their friends. Everyone is having a great time. Matt is running the 10k in the morning so he is not drinking much. He is mainly watching everyone have fun, including John who is consistently playing with Matt’s amazing ass. Around 10pm, Matt tells John he has to go home if he is going to run the race the next day. John and Matt leave their friends at what is proving to be an epic party. Matt and John are both disappointed to leave the party and their friends. John fucks Matt twice that night. John also fucks Matt the next morning before he runs the race. John cums in Matt’s ass. Matt just has time to get his clothes on before he leaves for the race. Matt imagines that John’s cum is running down his legs as he is running the race. He knows it is just sweat, but Matt is really turned on by it. Matt sees John and some friends after the race and they have a beer and a banana waiting for Matt. Matt grabs another banana and a granola bar from the race tent to eat so he doesn’t get drunk before noon. Matt is in his race shirt and short running shorts. He looks hot and he knows it. John and the guys are heading over to the party house again for brunch/lunch and booze. Matt wants to shower and clean out before he heads to the party. As the boys part ways, John tells Matt to wear the running shorts and a tank top because he wants to fuck him a lot today – easy access. Matt laughs, but he is so turned on by John that he agrees. Matt goes home, showers, cleans out, and then chooses a looser tank top with long arm holes and puts his shortest, most threadbare running shorts on (ones he has had since high school) that barely cover his ass, and some flip flops. He looks in the mirror and knows he looks like a slut. Matt doesn’t care though because this is the look John wants. Matt arrives at the party. The host opens the door and whistles at Matt. It’s the guy who is always trying to fuck him. Matt blushes and says hi, asks if John is there, and the host guides him to the kitchen where John sees Matt and smiles big. The host slaps Matt’s ass and says go get him. John pulls Matt aside and says how sexy he looks. John kisses Matt. A few minutes later, John’s cock is inside Matt in the one of the bedrooms filling Matt with cum. John pulls out and says, “fuck you are so sexy.” Matt pulls his shorts up and the boys go get drinks. There is some food, but not enough since Matt ran a race that day. Matt is getting pretty tipsy and John is too. John fucks Matt in the bathroom around 3pm, cumming in his ass again and telling Matt how sexy he looks. The party has thinned out a bit as the boys are starting to go other places, explore the street festival, and go to dinner. It’s also getting a bit sleazier as the older guys now have a camera out and are taking pictures of the twinks in various states of undress. Matt and John are a little taken aback, but they are with each other, and at least the booze here is free. Matt and John go out on the deck to watch the festival and keep drinking. They are having a good time. Later Matt finds himself pressed in a corner, partially visible to other guys on the deck and maybe on the street, but not really caring who sees it as John fucks him again as the sun sets. Matt has not cum yet. John has cum in him 4 times already today. He is so horny as John pulls out of him again. He can feel John’s loads running out of his ass. Then he hears the camera taking photos of John’s dick pulling away and Matt’s ass. Matt pulls up his shorts and says, “what the fuck man?” to the host who is taking his photo. The host says, “Don’t worry. I didn’t shoot your face, just the really hot action. You guys are really sexy.” Matt and John are angry at the host, but he swears no face is in the photos. The host takes them inside, plugs the camera into the computer, and shows Matt and John that none of the photos show their faces. The boys relax a bit. The host takes them in to the kitchen and they all do shots. The boys are relaxing now in the darkened living room with the hosts, almost everyone else left the party for the bars by now, but John and Matt are still there with about a dozen other people. The host starts saying how hot it is when John and Matt fucked earlier and how sexy the pics are. John starts playing with Matt’s nipple under his shirt, Matt and John start kissing, Matt’s shirt comes off, and John and Matt are making out heavily on the couch now. The other two guys who were sitting on the couch are now up and watching, Matt can hear the camera clicks. John pulls Matt’s shorts off as they make out. Matt is naked now as John is on top of him. Everyone in the room can see Matt’s naked torso and legs as they are wrapped around John. They can also see the naked side of Matt’s ass. Matt is so horny. He has not cum yet and needs to cum. His cock is rock solid. John sits upright, opens his shorts, pushes his shorts and boxer briefs down, and Matt gets on John’s lap. Matt sits on John’s bare cock and pushes his cum filled ass down, using John’s loads as his lube to ride the cock. Matt hears the guys cheer as his ass rides up and down on the bare cock. Matt is so turned on. He’s loving it. John is stroking Matt’s cock for the first time that day. Matt is naked and riding John’s amazing cock right in the middle of this party and he doesn’t care who sees it. The camera is snapping pictures. Matt is moaning. John is moaning. The boys kiss and fuck. Kiss and fuck. John is thrusting up into Matt now. Matt knows John is going to cum in his ass again. Matt wants the cum in him. He grinds his ass onto the cock. John grunts and says, “I’m cumming in you.” Matt grunts and cums all over John and himself and the couch as John cums inside him. The crowd loves it. There is clapping and cheering. A couple guys call Matt a slut, but everyone seems to congratulate John. Matt doesn’t care. He gets off John’s cock, gets dressed and the boys go home.

I was 10 when my 11 year old cousin asked me to suck his already larger cock. But, it wasn't until I was 15, in the garage of the 21 year old boy's parents. He had my legs over his shoulders as he came inside me. He kissed me so hard as he filled me with his seed he bruised my lips. It was kinda hot. They were puffy for a couple of days.

I’d rather eat ass than suck cock, but I’m also a nasty pig.

Tricked An hour later we where fully clothed and in a taxi to the client’s place. Once there we rang the doorbell and were greeted by a tall guy Latin looking must have been every inch 6ft plus and really muscular. Once inside he got us both to sign some documents release stuff, so he said, when finished he locked them away (note to self-read before signing, to late). The client we where to call Master or Sir came up behind me and pulled me in, I could feel his hard cock against my back as there is such a size difference, then he put his hands down my sweets and started rubbing my throbbing cock and pulling down my sack master’s only words where “nice, Virgin meat” he spun me around and started caressing the cheeks of my butt, it felt amazing. Sir the pulled off my tee and pulled my sweats down I was naked with a throbbing cock which needed its release, really strange he gave Jay no attention at all he just sat quietly looking at us, okay Si get to work on my cock Sir said and I released his cock and was greeted with the largest member I had every seen, instinctively I started licking and tried to swallow but couldn’t get much in my mouth, he looked disappointed “boy it will be going all the way down your throat be sure of that” Sir said. Sir pushed me away and said follow me sluts and we went down into his basement better described as a dungeon once inside the room with all sorts of benches, crosses, and chains he turned to Jay and barked “strip whore” and Jay quickly did as he was told. Looking at Jay he told him to cuff me, once the cuff where on my wrists they where attached to pully’s and Sir hit a switch pulling me off the floor and leaving me hanging, as his mouth and throat is no good at the moment gag him with the dildo gag Jay, Jay took this cock shaped gag spat on it and slid it down my throat securing it in place, to which Sir said to Jay nice you have done really well finding this Virgin Twink fuck toy Jay, did they know each other had I been set up YES fuck I was helpless and Jay who I had trusted was in on it. Right he still has to much hair, taking a set of clippers he shaved off all my head hair I knew at this point I was in a lot of trouble but could do nothing about it. Up until this point I hadn’t noticed all of the screens in the basement showing my suffering it was being filmed and little did I know at this point being streamed live. Jay then got what I later found out was a ball stretcher and pulled my sack down and attached the device there was a wire connected to the floor in place Sir then started to raise me up again the pain was unbelievable. Sir then said, “you are going to be fully compliant YES?” Yes, I nodded. Okay and he released me down and said to Jay milk a load of that nasty neg cum out of its cock we will use it as lube, for his conversion. Sir turned to the screen, typed into the PC Virgin Neg Twink for Poz loads place your offers to be one of the first ten to load this fresh young cumdump, hiv + and full blown Aids ONLY. I was panicking now, I realized that I was finished. Within a minute 10 offers had been received and Sir had accepted and sent his address. Part 3 Breeding to cum.

PART I: SURRENDERING MY SOUL TO A STRANGER I used to trust in God. I followed him, worshipped him, believed he could save me from damnation. But even on my best behavior—even when I was the star of Sunday School—I harbored a deep fascination with anything that flourished in God’s absence. I told myself that I wanted to live in the light of Christian convictions, but spent hours daydreaming about the heat and depravity and chaos of a place like Hell, where God’s light could never be seen again. Somehow, despite everything I’d ever been taught, the idea of Hell—that is, a place of endless darkness characterized by weeping and gnashing of teeth—just didn’t seem like such a bad gig. Think of all those deep shadows, and all the twisted fun you could have under the heavy blanket of neverending night! I finally got a chance to explore the darkest of my daydreams during the summer between high school and college. Just a few months after my 18th birthday, I took a road trip through Southern California, telling my parents that I wanted to see Disneyland and Sea World. My actual plan, however, was to spend a week exploring Palm Springs. I’d read stories about all the twisted goings-on at those clothing-optional resorts, and I needed to see some of it for myself. I still hadn’t told anyone I was gay, I was a virgin, and I was terrified of all the things I didn’t know about gay sex. I had no plans to go hog-wild, but simply wanted to be a quiet observer—maybe even get a first-hand look at the grunting wild-animal communion of male bodies going bump-bump-bump in the night. I’d done enough research to know that the gay resorts in Palm Springs were mostly concentrated along Warm Sands Drive, so that’s where I went first. I parked my car a few blocks away—cautious and discreet as ever—and nervously approached the main cluster of sex clubs. As I made my way along the sidewalk, I heard footsteps just a few feet behind me. Turning around, I found myself in the presence of an unusually tall, powerfully built man—he was just shy of seven feet, and his shoulders were at least twice as wide as mine. And just to be clear: I’m no slouch in the musculature department. I played football and wrestled in high school, and I have a nicely proportioned jockboy frame. Think of me as that dark-haired white boy-next-door, standing six feet tall and weighing 185 pounds, with a well-developed chest, tight abs, and a clearly defined trail of fur leading down past my navel to my uncut cock and heavy, low-hanging balls. But this guy? He was next-level. And even in the darkness, the way he looked at me was flat-out mesmerizing: his eyes glinted in the evening heat, as if his stare could bore right through my skin. “Hey there,” he said as he approached, flashing a slightly fiendish grin. “What’s a cute boy like you doing in this part of town?” “Oh, just checking out the sights,” I said lamely. He was now standing right next to me, or actually towering over me, and I could feel an intense warmth vibrating from his body. He maintained that unearthly stare, and we just stood there in silence for a few moments. Then he took my hand, gently guiding it to his crotch, and used my fingers to trace the full outline of a rock-hard cock that appeared to extend halfway down his thigh. I looked into his eyes again. He was smiling down at me, quietly nodding as I explored the massive girth of his dick. Then he leaned down and whispered in my ear. “I have a place not far from here,” he said, the depth and richness of his voice causing my little virgin hole to twitch. “Do you want to follow me there?” I replied with an eager nod. “Good—then open your mouth, boy.” I opened wide, and he spit in my mouth before sinking into a passionate kiss. “I hope you like that spit.” I smiled and nodded, which frankly surprised me—I wouldn’t have imagined that spit could’ve turn me on, but it did. And somehow, just then, my head started tingling and my nipples started quivering and my hole started pulsing with hunger. He leaned down to spit in my mouth again. That caused my head to tingle even more, and I could feel my heart racing like I’d just binged on a gallon of coffee. He cupped my face in his hands, looked intently into my eyes, then nodded with clear satisfaction. “Oh, I can see it in your eyes now. You’re definitely mine,” he said matter-of-factly—and I felt no need to contradict him. Just then, he quietly thrust his fingers down the front of his pants. I glanced down to see the outline of his hand exploring his giant cock-bulge for a moment or two, at last re-emerging to show me his fingers covered and dripping with an impressive layer of thick, white cum. “I leak,” he explained. “I leak constantly. A fucking geyser of precum, all day. Now open your mouth again.” I complied without hesitation, my eyes fluttering as he slowly worked his jizz-covered fingers into my mouth. Moments later, my head experienced a fresh rush of that tingling sensation, even stronger than before. I found myself involuntarily arching my back to expose more of my fuckhole to anyone who might be passing by. And the simple sensation of my T-shirt rubbing against my suddenly ultra-wired nipples made my entire body shiver with the anticipation of sexual discovery—and the promise of sexual corruption. “Call me Abraxas,” he said. “And you are?” “Michael,” I replied. “Ah yes—the archangel,” he said with a vicious smirk. “By the end of the night, I might need to give you a new name.” “Please, sir: do whatever you want.” “You mean that, boy?” His stare had taken on a new intensity, and I found myself feeling weightless, like tumbling in space, all of my energy and attention somehow absorbed by that sharp glint shining from the depths of his eyes. “Yes I do,” I replied without missing a beat, as if that were the only possible answer. “I want you to repeat after me,” he said. “Are you ready?” I gave him a nod, and his voice lowered and flattened as if emerging from the deeper recesses of his massive frame. “Abraxas, lord and master, I surrender my body to you.” “Abraxas, lord and master, I surrender my body to you.” “Abraxas, lord and master, I freely give you my soul.” “Abraxas, lord and master, I freely give you my soul.” “Mold me in your image. Make me yours. Mark me. And never let me go.” “Mold me in your image. Make me yours. Mark me.” Here I paused as he leaned down to kiss me—but this time, as my tongue explored his mouth, I felt an unusual sharpness along the ridges of his teeth. He withdrew from the kiss, then gently repeated: “And what else, my boy?” “And never let me go. Please, please: never let me go.” He smiled with the slyness of a quiet conqueror. And just then—though I told myself, again and again, that it must have been a trick of the evening light—his eyes took on a subtle red glow, shining like embers, as he placed his arm firmly around my shoulder and showed me the way to his dark sanctuary.