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Chapter 6 There were about six booths in total, all with doors ajar expect one. I didn't know if the sex sounds were guys in the booth or from the porn playing. A tall handsome 30 something guy was leaning against a wall scrolling through his phone. Looking up he caught my eye and motioned for me to move closer. He opened his jeans showing me his beautiful big seven inch hardon with the most awesome upward curve. He pointed to an open booth with his eyes and we were inside before I could think. His pants were around his knees and I was kneeling on the floor with his cock in my mouth. I worked it for a while and his balls were pulling up nice and tight when he lifted me up and told me he wanted to fuck me. Once again, without thinking, I turned around, bent over, and his raw cock was pushing into me with only spit for lube. The danger of the situation only dawned on me when he bottomed out. My mind raced; 'Fuck! Yet another stranger fucking me bareback. And I didn't asked him a thing. This has to stop.' But his cock felt so good hitting my prostate I found I couldn't open my mouth or pull away. After a moment or two he pulled away and started to pull up his pants. I asked why he was leaving. "I just bred your ass man. Thanks " I checked with my finger and sure enough my hole was sloppy. When I was back in my clothes and leaving the booth two men in their 50's came into the booth area. The tallest of them pushed me back inside. He reached into the back of my jeans and finding my hole wet spun me around, dropped my pants and started fucking me with his small cock. Within seven pumps he was loading my guts. He left and without a word his friend stepped in and picked up where he had left off, accept this guy had a medium thick eleven inch man meat. My mind kept screaming 'get the fuck out of here, another stranger's in in you raw, what the fuck is the matter with you?" But my ass just kept pushing back and welcoming his pistonning action. He lasted about ten minutes before I could hear his soft moans. From the twitching I knew I was getting filled by yet another stranger. As I was proceeding to leave the store the young guy behind the counter winked and asked if I'd had a good time. "The wet spot at the ass of your shorts makes me think you did." I blushed back at him and noticed just how sexy he was. Rough looking, scruffy beard, slim sinewy shoulders exposed by a wife beater t. Lots of tattoos on his arms and shoulders. "There's usually a lull at this time of day. Why don't you come back here and help me pass the time." "No, I really should get going, but thanks." "Awe, I get it, such a good boy" he teased. That's when my brain flipped and I remembered my pact with myself. "Fuck it" I said, "sure." His pants were already off when I got behind the counter. I fumbled to get out of mine as his average seven inch cock slid deep down my throat. I froze when I heard the front door bell announce new arrivals. His hands just kept working my head so I silently kept sucking as he also proceeded to serve the two customers. They immediately headed for the back room booths. I took a closer look at the tattoo on the clerk's left thigh ... a scorpion poised to sting! I came out of my shocked daze and realized he was talking to me, "I'm ready to fuck you now, bend over this stool." And I did! His raw cock had no trouble entering my well lubricated hole and my brain was screaming, 'AGAIN?!'

/Short Update cause I've been busy/ After examining my body, Isaak told Vance and Al that he's going to get ready for tonight's event. "He's going to stay here for a bit as payment, how bout that?" "I've got some guys coming in later so Al, it's Al yours!' The guys chuckled and Al came up to me and held my head, tonguing me immediately. "Mhmm. What am I going to do with you?" "Listen boy, Vance and Al are going to send you back later. They're coming tonight. Hope you enjoy today & don't forget to drink some water." Isaak snatched me from Vance and spit in my mouth, kissing me and stroking my neck. He then left. "Seems like you're going to wait for my high VL dick tonight boy. Don't worry. It'll all be worth it." Vance smirked at me. "Now what am I going to do with you now, slut? Boy's a bit too much for now. You seem like a slut and you'll act like one. Right?" "Certainly, Sir. "Good, Slut." Vance attached a studed collar that had a leash on me with a pair of wristbands and ankle bands. I had to wear a black leather jock with a zip and also a pair of kneeguards. "You're going to crawl now, Slut." Al held the leash and led me outside. The store, despite being in a basement, had a large floor area as it was located in a rundown loft. Shabby fluorescent lights hung above the corridor and there were numbered doors on each side. It seemed like a labyrinth when I crawled with Al. Finally, I looked up to a door that said #34. "We also run a storage facility. Most of the items stored are just these weird shit we do that most guys won't dare to admit. Closeted, Married, Discreet, who cares? As long as we're making a buck, that's all that matters." Welcome to America, I thought. "This room though, is my own personal space. It has AC and plumbing. So it's going to be great for us." In the past few days, I've seen more kinds of slings than the porn I've watched during my youth. Discovering all these items and the effort put into it, with high accuracy and details made me appreciate and realize how accepted my intrusive urges were. The anxiety that I've once kept had metamorphosed into an insatiable lust that gave me a purpose. The sling in Room 34 was attached to a wall, with red LED lights circling the room. An open cabinet displaying the paraphernalia Al owned was by the door. Inside, like Isaak's, all kinds of toys were there. But Al's were metal. Al slide opened a drawer below and took out a gas mask for me to wear. It had a tube connected to a sort of bong. "Fun time begins now, slut." Before putting it on me, I was hoisted into the sling, legs spread wider than before. Clicks on the bands made my limbs locked. Once the mask was put on, Al grinned more than usual. Al took off his clothes and I can now see how hot he was. At 5'11, he had a bear body that was built and a shaved head. His beard was fury, as was his chest. He had a septum piercing and his thighs were huge. As he turned his back to prepare our session, I could see a huge scorpion tat on his back, with the stinger trailing down to his ass. The head of the scorpion, close to his neck had a biohazard logo. Fucking hot was all I could think off. He then connected the tube of my mask to a bong. T was added and I then heard the lighter nozzle triggered. "Let's relax first, slut." Inhale, exhale, the same rush flowed me again. Al was softer than Isaak with me. He started to then lather my now smooth body with a kind of oil, exciting each of my neurons. "You know...this isn't just for me. I've actually been given the task to stretch you up for tonight. So I hope you're ready, slut cause we need to gape that hole of yours to keep in all of our juice." I was ready to have his arm in me if that was the case. Nothing mattered more than being the center of attention tonight. "I'm sure the T has loosen you up a bit, so let's get down to business." Al first caressed my ass, and then brushed my hole with his fingers. I could only yelp moans and pleas for him to give me more. A finger was then inserted into me and Al smiled, pulling out to show how shiny his index finger was. "You still have some cum, excellent." Without warning, he dived into my hole, rimming me as I felt his beard around my hole. His tongue pushed deep into me, savoring each drop that my cumload ass could give. He was devouring me and I could only moan as the T was continuously flowing. Al came up to me, took off my mask momentarily and fed me. "Fucking delicious, slut. Good fucking slut." I could only utter Thank You in my spun stated. "Next step." Al put on a glove on his right hand and dipped it into a jar. Slowly, he began to push his fingers, one by one until his fist could fit into me. I felt full but complete again. "You're doing amazing slut. I'm going to go in now ok? Breathe in." I took my breath in and his arm began to intrude my hole. "Fuck, slut, already halfway in. This is an easy job." It was more than halfway in. His bicep was almost going in and I didn't protest. It felt fucking great to have him in me. "Now, in and out we go." At this point I screamed and felt his arm thrusting in and out of me. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure that I would not forget. As I was stretched, Al was also smoking the T and he mentioned that he's been partying for a few days now. "I got to relieve myself soon, slut. Want some?" "Yes, Sir. Please use me." Al was smirking again. Something about the way he smirked that arches his mustache turned me on. He got up from his stool and came back with a tunnel plug. Inserting it was hard at first as I tried to control my hole but with how spun I was, it popped in smoothly after 3 tries. I could then feel my hole exposed to the air with the diameter of the plug being as big as a hockey puck. "Fun time's now!" Vance exclaimed as he stood and pissed into me. All those chem now in me, increasing my inebriated state. "God, I wish I wasn't done with you but we got to go soon." I didn't realize how fast time had passed. Vance then barged in and applauded as he saw us. "Nice work, buddy. You ready to leave soon?" Al replaced the tunnel with a tail butt plug and changed the gas mask with a pup mask. The jock was also now nylon with the word "cumcump bitch" on the band behind. "You're not a slut tonight, you're a cumdump bitch." I was too high to care but even if I did, I would've allowed it as slowly, I'm embracing my pig side that I never once knew I had.

Out doing morning errands, I had to stop by Home Depot for a couple of things. This was the H.D. on Sunrise & 4th in Ft. L. In the power tools aisle, a store employee actually propositioned me - said his break was in 10 minutes, and to meet him in the men's room. I was stunned/interested/flattered all at the same time. Now. I've never been arrested for wanton Breeding in all my years of being a sexual Pig. I go to places like private fuckclubs, bars that pay off the cops or are owned by politically connected guys. Yes, I've fucked in parks (where there were plenty of ways to get away, just in case). But I've never been propositioned in a retail store. Cruised, yes. Propositioned for sex right in the store, no. Yes, it's cooler weather here, and I wore jeans this morning. Obviously, a pair of 501's is more - oh - enticing than cargo shorts. This employee was a good-looking guy, but had that apron on that covered most of his torso/crotch, so I couldn't see anything re: the goods. The john at this particular H.D. is well-known for cruising, and my warning hackles went up right away. But, it was exciting too. So, of course I went to the john a few minutes later. Shortly the guy came in, walked right over to me and wanted me to follow him to a restricted area where the stock is kept - not the public store area. He said this with complete nonchalance, as though he was asking for a light or some pocket change. Led me to an area behind some large boxes - appliances, maybe. He knelt down, unbuttoned the jeans, and started to suck my Cock. A moment later he took out his phone and texted - which almost made me ditch in a hurry. He looked up and smiled, said he was just texting another employee. Started sucking my Cock again. A few minutes later another guy showed up and joined the Cocksucker on his knees. They both wanted to get fucked, but I drew the line on that one. I did give the first one my number though - he said they'd be over later on in the afternoon. I find it hard to believe that a large company like Home Depot will allow this behavior, and I'm just too way wary of getting tossed in the clink. Maybe they'll be over later on, maybe not. But it was really cool to get a couple of hot Cocksuckers on my Cock for a few minutes. Scary, but thrilling !!!

Whore 7 – A Continuation My body was on fire as three pairs rough hands wandered over my skin and explored my body. Reaching the edge, I felt the leather against my ass and I was placed on the sling. Quickly, boy and puppy pulled me in and I moaned, feeling the soft leather hide mold itself to my muscled back. My arms were restrained by boy. Not to be left out, cunt grabbed my booted feet and slipped the straps around my ankles, completely exposing my plugged cunt. “That’s how I like em,” Daddy growled, pulling on his cock. Pulling out three pre-filled rigs from a metal box, Daddy handed one to puppy and one to boy. “Go on, I want everyone flying...” he ordered. Falling to their knees, puppy and boy eagerly took them, each tying the tourniquet on the other’s muscled bicep in preparation of the slam. Smiling, he held up the other which was obviously a larger dose. With a moan, cunt scrambled to Daddy’s feet... his head slipping between Daddy’s crotch and resting against my cunt lips. Taking Daddy’s cock in his mouth, “Please...” cunt mumbled. Looking up at me, Daddy handed the rig to cunt. “This cunt here, is a fucking crystal pig whore. His tolerance is high but he works it off in trade with my supplier.” “Ah, shit!” I growled, feeling my cunt lips pulsing against cunt’s smooth skull. “Slam it, puppy and then prep whore here. Don’t worry, whore. You will be trained to slam yourself soon enough.” Daddy chuckled, prepping himself. “You see, Max prepared a dossier on you... your training, modifications and suggestions as to the next steps.” I began to tremble with excitement... my body causing the chains to rattle loudly. “Fuck yes!” I groaned. With a growl, puppy stood, moved to my side and grabbed a rubber strap... tying it tightly around my bicep. Then with an evil smile, he stepped back into full view. Slowly, he removed the cap and placed the needle to his vein and drew a register. I inhaled deeply and slowly released my breath while the red tinged contents flowed into puppy. A look of erotic pleasure came over his face. He came forward and placed the red pin-pricked skin against my lips. “Taste my slam, whore.” he offered and my tongue reached into his inner elbow, lapping up the sweat covered site. “Ready whore?” puppy grunted. Prepping my arm, he took the orange cap off with his teeth and spit it out, landing on my torso. “Yes, please puppy!” I begged, seeing the orange cap nestled in the deep fold of my abs. “On the count of three,” Daddy ordered. “One” I felt the sharp prick and the needle struck my vein... “Two” I held my breath, watching my blood mix with the chem filled syringe... “Three” I gasped as puppy slammed me and released the strap. The contents rushed through my body. Moans filled the air as Daddy, boy and cunt had simultaneously slammed with me. My skin was alive! I could feel every muscle tense as the hunger in my cunt took over. My cunt lips began to pulse against cunt’s skull, seemingly wanting it to enter and fill me completely. Daddy pushed cunt aside. “Shit yes!” I moaned, knowing what was next. With his left hand grasping my cuntplug, Daddy pulled it out and began roughly playing with my pulsing cunt lips with his fingers. “Hmm... two whores now...” Daddy chuckled, looking at me and then down to cunt. “Fuck yes!” I growled, feeling my gaped cunt and the chems rushing through my veins. Holding my caged cock and sac in his other hand, his fingers continued to work their way around my now quivering cunt lips without entering me. All I could think about was that I needed to serve this man... I was his. “Fuck me Daddy!” I pleaded. His right hand released my caged cock and moved across my hard abs to my ringed left tit and grabbed it tightly with his fingernails. “FUCK! YESSSS! HARDER!” I moaned, the pain surging down into my cunt. “Good whore,” Daddy chuckled and gripped it tighter, causing me to inhale deeply and hold my breath. “Pig tits?” Daddy chuckled at cunt. “MMMMMM...” cunt nodded at boy suckling on his swollen tit. “What do you think boy?” “Yes Daddy, pig tits...” boy growled, chewing on cunt’s tit... it was obvious boy loved tits. “So be it...” Daddy stated matter-of-factly and pushed hips strong hips forward. That’s when I felt it... Daddy’s ringed cock working its way past my cunt lips. In one fell swoop, my body accepted him and I felt his PA scrape the walls of my cunt, sending electric currents through my prostate. His cock continued to increase in girth and my cunt began to ache in hunger. “Goddamn Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your whore!” Daddy began to slowly fuck me until he found his rhythm, all the while forcing himself deeper inside me with steady strokes. I began to buck and urge him on. I looked up at the man who now owned me in awe. I was an empty vessel to be filled by cock and anything else he desired. Impaling his hard shaft into my cunt over and over, he ploughed on. With each pounding, my moans grew louder and I begged for more. Every inch of his veined shaft slid past my throbbing cunt lips. Daddy continued pile-driving me... stretching my cunt open with an increased intensity until I couldn’t hold myself back and my cunt walls spasmed in an explosion of sexual release. “MUTHERFUCKERRRRR!” I cried out from the pleasure Daddy’s cock was giving me. As I felt the waves of the anal orgasm, Daddy slammed one final time into me and I felt his cock release a geyser of cum inside me. “Take it whore! Daddy’s now part of you.” he roared, slamming his crotch against me. I felt the torrent pour into me and my cunt took in the nourishment... I was now filled with my Daddy. We remained like that for a bit... my cunt impaled on Daddy’s cock until his cock began to soften. Withdrawing his cock, Daddy moved forward to my face and stared directly into my eyes. There was no need to say more... My tongue reached out to the slime-covered cock. Taking it into my warm mouth, I began to clean the shaft covered in his cum and my cunt juices... all the while locking my dilated eyes with his in a show of submission. Daddy grunted, moved in closer and his cockhead settled down my throat. A river of chempiss began to flow out of his cock. Quickly, I latched myself against the shaft and opened my throat to take the hot acrid contents of my owner’s bladder. Daddy motioned puppy, boy and cunt to join us as the flow continued until I felt it ease. As Daddy withdrew his cock, he wiped the remaining drops of saliva against my lips and puppy took it in his mouth. Quickly, boy began to lap and chew at my cunt lips and feed on the leaking juices while cunt dropped to all fours and went for the puddle of my cunt juices and Daddy’s cum on the dungeon floor. “SHIT YEAH!” I yelled from the pleasure boy was producing on my cunt lips. “Welcome home, whore.” Daddy snarled and pushed puppy off his cock and towards me. “Have at, puppy.” He chuckled and moved to the leather chair placed prominently in the room with a view of the entire dungeon. “Shit yeah!” puppy laughed. “You two, release him.” They moved quickly, boy releasing my wrists... cunt my ankles and they lifted me off the sweat covered leather sling. Steadying myself with the help of boy, cunt crawled off to Daddy who was holding a kelly-green swimmers jock. Grabbing it with his teeth, cunt crawled back to me, rose to his haunches and held the jock in front of me. Seeing it significance, “Shit yes,” I moaned and stepped into it. Looking to the mirrored wall, I watched cunt slide it over my tatted muscular thighs and cover my caged cock with the soft mesh pouch... the outline of my metal cage prominently showing. There was no doubt that my cock was off limits. “God damn sexy whore,” cunt growled, taking a hit from a shard packed pipe. Moaning, I leaned in to take in the thick clouds escaping his mouthcunt. Yes... it was a mouthcunt, I somehow knew it. Our lips met and we began to devour each other as our hands explored each other’s modified body. My hands worked over cunt’s smooth muscular body, knowing he had experienced the same process I had been subjected to. Releasing cunt’s lips, I moved down to his beautiful pecs and made my way to a thick tit and took it in... wanting to feed on it. “Fuck yeah, whore. Pig tits,” cunt groaned, grabbed my head and shoved it against his pec. “Soon, whore... soon,” he growled, reminding me of Daddy’s order. Working past his eight-pack, my hands felt the huge bulge encased in the stretched out yellow mesh pouch. My fingers slipped under the fabric and I moaned at the incredible feeling of the fullness of his smooth melon-sized sac. My thumbs went to his shriveled flaccid cock resting above the sac and I began to flick it. “Crystal dick...fuckin love it!” I moaned, knowing that my own cock was also useless. “A fucking pair, huh?” cunt laughed and kissed the top of my head. “MMMM...” I chuckled and bit down harder on the tit. My hands moved around his waist to his ass cheeks, continuing to explore his incredible body. “Holy fuck!” I moaned, feeling cunt’s thick engorged cunt lips. Turning him around, I pulled him down to his knees and shoved his legs apart to expose a bloated mound of flesh. My fingers explored the cratered mass of wet slimy cunt lips protruding over two inches. As the chem fueled lust within went into overdrive, I fed on the dripping cunt juices leaking from his beautiful rosebud... Juices his cunt now produced... a product of the piss, cum and sweat from all the men he had serviced. “Fucking hungry whore,” Daddy laughed. Behind me, I felt puppy’s uncut cock invade my cunt in one long lunge. “Take it whore!” he growled... the root of his shaft now wrapped around my cunt lips. Soon the pistoning began... I closed my eyes and pushed back to meet every thrust. “You like that whore?” All I could do was moan as I relentlessly took every fuck stroke to the hilt. With each lunge, we grunted in unison. He was insatiable... he continued on. I concentrated on the hunger in my cunt until, out of the blue, I felt a slick tongue against my face. It was boy... Grabbing my face, he slurped up the viscous slime I had fed on in a chem-fueled lust. Greedily, I tongued boy’s sweaty face. “Ah Man! Love this shit!” I growled, again tasting cunt on boy’s face. My alpha’s cock moved back and forth across my prostate as his movement began to quicken. Grabbing the back of my harness, he pulled me up against his pecs while continuing to pump my cunt. I could feel puppy hard tits on my back as I looked on at boy now feeding on cunt’s rosebud. Feeling puppy ready to feed my cunt, I reached back around puppy’s thighs and pulled him tightly against me. “Not yet whore.” puppy grunted in my ear, trying to make our first fuck last. “Please!” I begged and willed my cunt lips to milk his shaft until I felt puppy’s breath quicken and release his load inside me. “Take it whore!” he cried out, releasing his chemmed-up cum inside me and we fell to the pool of piss and sweat on the dungeon floor.

We were the twinky frat bois at uni; Jake, Brad, Zack and Dom (he lived up to his name). The other guys wanted a piece of our shredded bodies but they didn't get any - why should they! We we're the best looking guys and we were two sets of boyfiends. Although we were two pairs of boyfiends (Jake /Brad and Dom/Zack) we all fucked each other - and loved to do it in front of others at the bath house. ALWAYS raw. It was safe though because we only played with each other. Guys came up to us at the bath house and we loved the attention but always turned them down. All was well until one day this huge, hairy, muscled as fuck, tatted bear swaggered into the sauna and walked straight passed out cabin (which had the door open so lads could see what they were missing) and went to the bar. We went out and bought drinks - just really wanting a look. He caught a glance of us when he was turning the page of his magazine but much to our annoyance kept reading. We left without our usual euphoria that day but by next week were ready for our play session. We played for a bit and then decided to take a break and head to the bar. As we were walking along the corridor we saw him. Again he didn't acknowledge us, head held high. My other half Brad plucked up the courage to say; "hey wanna play". He looked around and said "normally only play with real men but that Zack looks fit and hungry by the look in his eyes". Zack replied "oh sir, I'd do anything". The bear smiled and said "that's more like it - you mean anything? Like a raw breeding session". Zack said "oh yes sir" but glanced at Dom. The bear said "good boy". Dom was like "its cool - poz guys don't look as good as you so yeh use his ass". The bear chuckled and dropped his towel reveal a huge thick cock. "You sure you want this WEAPON in you?". Zack replied "Oh yes sir, please sir". We went back to the cabin where Zack lubed up and knelt to suck on the bears mighty cock. While he sucked Dom lubed and fingered Zack's hole and then the bear pushed him back onto the mattress and slid his cock slowly but firmly into Zack's hole. Zack moaned - this is amazing, you completely fill me. The bear replied "yeh, a proper man inside you, making you mine". Zack moaned "yes, make me yours". The bear picked up the pace and pounded Zack. Dom turned to me and said "right Jake I'm fucking you" . I lubed my hole and kissed him and then as he lay down i slid onto his cock. The bear started growling and shouted "here it cums boy I'm making you mine". Zack sighed "yes, i can feel your cock grow in me - shoot raw inside me". The bear grunted and moaned and pinned Zack down. Until he lay down on top of Zack. I could feel Dom swell inside me and then he groaned as he shot a huge load in my hole. We kissed and cuddled for a bit then showered off. Brad who'd watched all of this was like "your getting my load when we get home Jake - I need to bust my nut". I hungrily agreed and said i needed his cock in me and that I also couldn't wait for next week to play with Dom and Zack again!

I met this 20 year old guy Saturday. We went to my house and started to get hot and heavy. He played with my Ass and got ready to fuck me. He put in a condom and his erection went soft. I said take it off. He did and I sucked him hard . I then guided it in bare. He said that was a wonderful feeling as he had fucked girls with a condom only. After a few minutes he said he was going to cum. I just pulled him close so all his cum went in me. When he was done he said it was a wonderful experience he had never felt before. I said any time you want to repeat it let be know

Never more than a week. I crave cock, cum, and ass too much!

Oh guys I love this, been a smoker since I was 13, there’s just something so right and manly about smoking. I’m instantly attracted to a man confidenty holding his cig, unapologetic pure pleasure. I’ve been lucky to have experienced some hot smoking scenes, including getting fed through a gasmask. Smoke and sex just go hand in hand for me.

Halloween night. I had spent the previous few weeks helping build props for an outdoor haunted display. I was asked to help by a former fuck buddy who knew me as being fairly handy with tools and electrical work. Halloween evening the display opened and people could go through. It ran until 10PM. Afterwards came cleanup. We got the more fragile mechanical items taken care of and most people left and some of us stayed to start disassembling the larger scenery. My buddy lead me to a wooded section with a picnic table that had been part of the tour. It was dark of course, but we could hear a couple of people already there obviously having sex. From the moans you could tell it was a male and female. Come to find out they were friends of my buddy and they thought it would be hot to have sex in front of us while we did it as well. It was pretty hot, and I was turned on and certainly not going to argue. I rubbed the front of his jeans and he was ready to go. It was hard to see, but you could see enough to know she was bent over the pjcnic table with her sweatshirt pulled up and tits out and jeans pulled down, and her guy was fucking her from behind. I unzipped my buddy's cock and bent over to lick the head, and got a nice taste of precum. I dropped my jeans and boxer-briefs and joined her bent over the table. My buddy rubbed his cock head over my opening, from the wetness I'm pretty sure he spit on his cock for lube, and then worked his way in. My moans and gasps as he worked in definitely rivaled hers as she was getting fucked. Then he started fucking me, getting in synch with his friend fucking the girl. We fucked like that for several minutes, and damn it was hot! The guy finally came in his girl. I don't know if they were bare or not. I was pushing back against my buddy as he pushed in to me, and he finally came in me. When he pulled out I made a show of cleaning his cock. We all got our clothes back on and walked out of the woods together. I have to say it was a pretty hot public encounter for me. I had only ever done it before semi-around other people in parking lots of gay bars. It would have been more interesting if it had been two guys fucking with us because of the possibilities, but we definitely worked off of each other's lust watching and hearing each other. Plus the chance of getting caught made it even hotter.

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.

Part 1 – The Urinal The boy moaned as I shoved my full 10 inches into his ass in one go, my pubes briefly mingling with the sparse hairs around his hole before I completely pulled out and violated his pussy again and again, quickly building up a brutal pace. I could tell he was in fag heaven: completely tweaked out, on all fours, with a hung aggressive brute beating up his cunt and choking him with big, muscular arms. “You like that, don’t you baby?” “Yes daddy!” “You like being my little bitch, don’t you?” “Y-yes daddy!” “Daddy’s going to use you however he wants, isn’t that right?” “Yes daddy, whatever you want.” I didn’t need to wait for his responses to know what he was going to say. I’ve seen the kid around in bars and clubs recently, his lean body, captivating smile, and early 20s charm ensuring he never went home alone. I’d often see him entering a bathroom with a guy or two, exiting some time later with his hair completely disheveled and eyes unable to focus. The whore was obviously trading his hole for drugs. “Daddy’s gonna pimp you out to his friends. You want that, don’t you? Daddy’s gonna feed you drugs and cum nonstop. Daddy’s gonna fuck you up. Fuck you up real bad.” He didn’t seem to believe me. Or at least he didn’t understand what I meant, despite the hard slaps to the face that left his poppers-addled head ringing. Despite the red imprint my hands left on his neck trying to get a tighter fit in his throat while I fucked it raw. All his whore mind cared about was the cock that just started seeding his pathetic cunt and the drugs pumping through his system. He didn’t really understand that I would wreck his worthless hole beyond recognition, that I would break both his body and his mind. “Yes daddy,” he said. “Please fuck me up! Please make me your whore!” The whore must be new in town. How else could I explain the complete trust he had in me when I guided his naked teenage body through that seedy sex club by a leash several hours later? Had he actually been from around here, he might have known to avoid me, just like the other boys learned to do the hard way. Excited at first to go home with a hung, muscular, bearded hunk, they soon learn they’re getting more than they bargained for. None of them left my place without bruises. One faggot I even sent home with a concussion, beating his face mercilessly when he tried to pull his mouth off my dick, my shaft blocking any access to oxygen. The word soon spread, and it became difficult to lure a hole back to my place for any form of release. No matter. I would tell them to wait for me in the alley with their asses out, or else. Most complied, excited by the thought of being nothing but a hole for a rough fucker to use. Only one entitled little black twink dared to tell me to fuck off before turning around and rejoining his group of friends. At that moment, I was faced with a choice: let it go, and see my authority and control over these pathetic cunts diminish, or teach him – and everyone else by extension – that saying no was simply not an option. I watched him the next several times I went out, patiently waiting for a moment to teach the bitch a lesson. On a snowy night a week later, I cornered him in a dark alley near the bar with two other fuckers who wanted in on the action. A flash of recognition spread across his face as he saw me, and he quickly turned to run. My friends grabbed him and held his arms behind his back, bringing him back to face me. “You’ll pay for what you said the other night, cunt. Nobody disrespects me like that.” “I’m sorry man! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know! Please! I won’t do it again!” “It’s too late for that, you little piece of shit.” “Please” he said as he started struggling against the men holding him. Normally, I would find his attempts to resist cute – an adorable attempt to prevent the inevitable. Tonight, it was just another insult. A punch to the guts and kick to the balls later, the bitch was on the ground, writhing in pain as we ripped his clothes off him and flipped him onto his stomach. I spat on my dick, lined it up with his hole and started pushing in, my friends slapping the bitch with every “no” and “please” that came from his mouth. “There’s no way to stop this, bitch. You brought this on yourself.” A brutal fuck ensued, with the three of us dumping multiple loads into the abused cunt. Soon he just stopped resisting, and lay there limp – except for the occasional shiver – waiting for it to pass. After I dumped my final load into him, I quietly whispered into his ear: “You got off lucky tonight cunt. Disrespect me like that again, and something much worse will be waiting for you.” Shaking from the cold, sobbing, and destroyed, he barely managed a slight nod through the tears. For good measure, the three of us pissed on him and took his clothes with us, leaving him wet and naked on that freezing winter night. “Good luck getting home with no money, bitch.” I saw him again at the club a few days later. Try as he might to avoid my gaze, our eyes met for a brief second. I motioned to the exit, got up, and walked out of the club into the back alley. He came out just a few seconds later, pulled his pants down, and stuck his ass out without a word. Nobody dared refuse me after that. Luckily for my whore tonight, it had never come to that. He smiled sheepishly as the men in the sex club started inspecting his body, and it didn’t take long before one of them had his cock buried in the boy’s guts, quickly pumping out a load before being replaced by another. The slut seemed to be enjoying himself, smiling at the attention and moaning as each new dick bathed his insides in cum. After the fifth load, I decided he had had enough fun. I had other plans for him “With me, boy!” I said, as I tugged on his leash. Picking up my bag, I led him to the toilets, a large room with a raised urinal trough and stalls lining the walls, the floor wet with piss. “Put these on,” I barked at the whore as I threw him a set of wrist and ankle cuffs. He quickly obliged. “Kneel!” I said, and so he did, kneeling on all fours in front of the urinal. I attached his ankles and wrists to the chain clasps bolted into the concrete floor. I pulled out a mask with two tubes sticking out of it from my bag, and covered his head, careful to put the fatter end of one of the tubes into his mouth, stifling his confused objections. I then unscrewed the drainpipe leading out of the urinal, replacing it with the other end of the tube. The second tube was shorter, and just hung from the mask. I took a step back to admire my handiwork. My whore looked perfect. The tube connecting his mouth to the drain was already being filled with piss from the urinal, while his unfocused eyes, normally visible through the glass visor, were quickly obscured by the cigarette, weed, and meth smoke mercilessly blown in by strangers through the other tube, robbing the bitch of any fresh air. It didn’t take long for the first anonymous dick to find its way up the whore’s cunt. To say the bitch was fed only piss for the next several hours would be an understatement. It became a running joke to “do a line with the bathroom bitch”. Men would walk in, prepare lines for themselves and their friends to snort, and dump the last line into the urinal as part of the whore’s urine cocktail. Meth, coke, ketamine, MDMA… it was difficult to keep track of the chemicals that disappeared down the whore tube. Some of the men would ash their cigarettes and spit loogies into the trough, while others would bend over and push several loads out their asses for the slut to eat. Every once in a while, a stray pube found its way down the drain. The bitch was probably too high to even register what was going on at this point. Even if his body tried to get rid of the chemicals the normal way – vomiting – it would just be pushed back into the tube and he’d have to drink it up again. I could imagine the boy was in considerable pain: his sore, puffy, tender cunt, was constantly leaking cum and reduced to an unrecognizable mess by the relentless assault of dick after dick. His knees and palms were covered in cuts and bruises from the friction against the concrete floor. The pool of piss, dirt, and sweat around him must have been stinging those open wounds. Not that he could voice any complaints. The tube in his mouth widened into a ball at its end, completely gagging the bitch and reducing all screams into muffled grunts, moans and coughs gargled out of the urinal drain. When I finally felt the boy had had enough piss, I took the mask off his face and pulled the tube from his mouth, replacing it with a mouth spreader. Grabbing a fistful of his hair with one hand, I put my fully hard dick into his mouth and started sliding it in, pushing past the entrance of his throat until I was completely buried inside him. I went down on my knees and - not wanting to kneel on the uncomfortable floor - rested them on the whore’s knuckles. The whore’s screams were muffled by the 10 inches lodged in his throat, protesting as I painfully crushed his hands into the concrete floor below. With my other hand, I plugged his nose, waiting for the pain in his eyes to be replaced by panic from the lack of oxygen. I didn’t have to wait long - soon his eyes were darting left and right as he frantically tried to pull himself off my dick. I held on just a bit longer: waiting until he was just seconds away from passing out. Waiting for him to truly start fearing for his pathetic life. That’s when I started mercilessly facefucking the bitch. Letting go of his nose and holding his head in place with both hands, I quickly built up a rough pace, my knees grinding his already cut up palms into the filthy ground. The bitch only had a fraction of a second to gasp at the oxygen he desperately needed before my shaft plugged his throat again and again. Within seconds he started puking. Strangers’ piss gushed out of his mouth and nostrils in spurts, coating my dick with piss, throat slime, and the pubes that found their way down his whore throat. I slowed down for just a second, pulling his head back in until his nose was buried in my pubes, and forcing him to breathe in the stench of his stomach contents. He puked again directly into my crotch, and accidentally inhaled the urine. He started coughing, and my dick twitched at the thought of his lungs drowning in the chem piss that was in his stomach just a moment before. I resumed my brutal fuck, watching as the fountain of piss escaping his mouth grew smaller and smaller until he was retching nothing but air. Then I slammed my dick into him one last time, grinding his face into my pubes as I deposited a load straight down his gullet. Slowly, I pulled out. The hoarse breathing and coughing coming from the bitch told me his throat had been fucked raw. His bloodshot eyes drooped shut as tears and snot mixed with the drool hanging off his chin. I got up off the whore’s hands, lifting his face to mine so I could breathe in the piss-coated haze wafting from his mouth with every exhale. But I wasn’t finished yet. Motioning to another guy beside me to hold his head up by his hair, I pulled his eyelids open and let loose a torrent of piss straight into eyes, eliciting another raspy scream as he tried in vain to escape. As the torrent slowed to a stream, and then a trickle, I looked to his ass, realizing that I had been completely ignoring his other hole since we were back at my place. Yet another stranger was adding his load to the who-knows how many were already inside. I removed the mouth spreader and heard the whore breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that I must be done for now, but my dick twitched yet again at the thought of tearing his worthless cunt to pieces. I was far from done.

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

I went out last night and bar hopped. I was tipsy and on my way home. It was 5:00 am on the 1 train and there was just me, a homeless guy asleep and this really hot guy looking at his phone. After a couple stops he looked up. We made eye contact and I smiled (through my mask). He didn't break eye contact... Then he grabbed his crotch and I raised my eye brows and smiled again. He got up walked over to me and undid his pants and pulled out a thick 7 inch beautiful cock... I did what a good cumdump does and started sucking him off. It was hot as hell. I took his cock as deep down my throat as I could. Just as we pulled into the station he shot his hot load down my throat. Zipped up and walked out the subway car. It was a true fantasy cum true!!!

For me it's less about the volume or the damage and a lot more about watching a man really enjoy his smoke, a dude who inhales every last wisp of ssmoke he can manage every time he takes a drag, breathes it in deep and takes a second to breath it back out again and the stream is considerablely less than what you saw in his mouth just before he snapped, that's what's hot to me.... I hate watching a man burn through 10 smokes an hour but let half of every drag out before he inhales and then exhaling so fast that it's barely even had a chance to get any niicotine from it, then he puts it out with the 1/4 of thesmeoke left and lights up again a minute later..... I only smoke about a pack a day but i make every fucking smoke count!

OK so this happened on my way back from vacation. I had stopped at rest stop late at night to grab an energy drink for the rest of the drive home. I got my drink and sat at a picnic table under a streetlamp to enjoy the cool summer night and to check grindr for any new dick pics. After scrolling thru the usual "heys" and "pic?" for a few minutes, I get a new message from a blank profile that says "is this you" followed by a picture of me sitting on the table under the light. I look up and see a few cars in the dark parking lot but I can't make out any details. I feel my phone vibrate and I look down at a new message that reads "go to the restroom and meet me in the last stall". My curiosity and horniness gets the better of me so I finish my drink and I do as instructed. I sit in the last stall as instructed for a few minutes until I hear the door creak open. Heavy boots sound on the aging tile. The stall door swings open and I meet my mystery man. He's an older stocky scruffy and tanned latino man standing a few inches taller than me dressed in a neon safety yellow shirt and jeans. He says, "you're such a good boy, following my instructions. I'm Tomas and I've got something I think you'll enjoy" Tomas unfastens his belt, undoes his jeans, and whips out one of the biggest cocks I've ever seen. As long as my forearm and almost as thick as the can my energy drink came in. It was uncut and then the smell hits me. I immediately smell the sweat and musk of his cock and balls. It smells so good I forget where I am and i drop to my knees and start kissing the head and down the shaft. Tomas says "I knew you such a pretty little cocksucker the moment I opened that app and saw your profile. I got so hard watching you walk to the restroom I figured you'd like a taste" I lick his shaft back to the tip before kissing it and sucking on the head. I'm sucking his cock getting it nice and wet for a few minutes only reaching half way down his cock. It's so thick. Tomas notices that I'm struggling to deep throat his fat cock. He moans "let me help you with that" and he forces my head down to the base. I hit the base and gag. He holds my head there and I inhale the scent of his sweat and musk in his pubes. I gag again and force myself off to get air. I catch my breath and move towards his balls. Tomas drops his jeans and steps out of them revealing a pair of hairy muscular thighs and his jockstrap. He pulls down his jockstrap and steps out of that and pulls off his shirt showing his hairy chest. Once he's undressed, except for his boots, I reach for his balls to savor his musk. I take his balls in my mouth and suck on them. His musk is so intoxicating. Tomas says "OK now it's my turn. I don't want to bust before tasting that sweet boy ass". He pulls my shirt and shorts off. My pale cock pops out. I've been leaking precum this whole time. "No underwear? You were looking for cock weren't you? Always at the ready like a good little faggot. Now, turn around" he orders me. I do as I'm told. "Wow that ass is unreal. Can't believe you were trying to hide this underneath your gym shorts" Tomas kneels down and spreads my ass showing him a smooth pink hole winking at him. He dives in first kissing my hole before digging his tongue in. His tongue plunged as far as it can go swirling around my insides. He eats my ass so good. After a few minutes of getting my hole nice and wet, he slips two fingers in to start working my hole. He reaches around and slowly starts milking my cock. As his fingers rub my prostate I start getting close to cumming. "Are you about to bust? Cum in my hand. I want to taste it" I do as I'm told and I cum in his hand. He takes his hand and licks the cum off. He stands up and spins me around kissing me, mouth full of cum. We swirl the cum back and forth, our tongues dancing before I swallow it all. "What a good boy. I didn't even have to tell you to swallow. Now bend over facing the toilet. I think you're ready for my cock" I do as I'm told and bend over. I grab the toilet and hang on. He spits on my hole and slowly pushes the head in. I feel my hole begin to stretch to take his cock. He spits on his cock and pushes forward until he's all the way in. "Wow I'm impressed. Most boys your size struggle to take my cock but you took it like a seasoned faggot. I bet you take a lot of big cock." I play with my hole a lot but it feels like he's going to tear me in two. Tomas puts his hands on my hips and begins to thrust slowly at first until he's built up speed, rhythmically pounding away at my hole. His big low-hanging balls slap mine in rhythm. He pounds away for a few minutes before pulling out with a loud pop. I feel my hole gape. He plunges back in before it can close. He smacks my ass with his big bear paw of a hand. A loud smack echoes off the walls in the empty restroom. My hole clenches tight around his fat cock and I feel it pulsate. He moans and cums deep in my ass. It's warm but feels so good. He pulls out and says "you did good taking it all but I'm still hard. Let's go another round" I turn around and see him still hard. He sits down on the toilet and orders me to fuck myself on his cock. I turn around, line my still tender hole up, and slowly sink down on his cock. I moan the whole way down. I start moving up and down until I'm bouncing. I'm moaning the whole time. Tomas leans down, grabs his jockstrap, and says "if you don't quiet down, I'll shove this in your mouth. Understand?" I nod and moan out a 'yes sir' before bouncing some more. The door to the restroom creaks open and I freeze and sit on his cock. Tomas shoves the smelly jockstrap in my mouth and whispers "quiet". He flips me up and onto his chest. He slowly slides me up and down his cock, my feet resting on his beefy thighs. There's someone else 10ft away pissing. Tomas whispers to me "do you think we should invite him in?" I shake my head no. "Good I didn't want to share my toy" The door creaks open again and the stranger leaves. Tomas, still holding me up, picks up speed again, using gravity to drive himself deeper inside me. He pulls the jockstrap out of my mouth and says "let's cum together". He thrusts some more getting deeper and deeper each time. I feel his cock tense up and he floods my hole again, more than when he cummed the first time. I cum too exploding all over my chest. He slides out of me, his cum dripping out of my used hole, and pushes me off of him. I reach to my used hole and push some of his cum into my hand. I lick it off and kiss him, pushing his cum into his mouth. We swap it back and forth before I swallow it. "Damn boy you have been the best reststop faggot I've ever fucked. Spread your ass for me, I want to see it gape." I do as I'm told and bend over spreading my ass to show my gaping used hole. It's tender and cum drips on the floor. We both get dressed and clean up, and walk out one at a time. The cum leaks out my hole as I walk back to my car, my ass sore while I make the trip back home.

This is attempt #2 at some fantasy fiction I wrote for my husband. He Chooses We had agreed that this trip to the dirty-bookstore-slash-sexclub would be a total power exchange, meaning he would be in charge. Though “in charge” doesn’t quite capture it. A TPE for us meant he owned me for the scene. It meant that he got to make every choice about what happened between us or involving others. Our agreement was that I was only to use a safe word if absolutely necessary, and that he was going to push both our limits if he had the chance. I wanted to see how much I could give myself up. He wanted the rush of the Dominant energy and to see just what he was willing to do or have done to my body, which was without question his property for the evening. Which is how I found myself cuffed to the St. Andrew’s Cross in the upstairs playroom, naked, being flogged. I couldn’t complain, as this was a favorite thing for me. He never really hurt me, per se, but he was striking me pretty hard and the thuds on my back were a stress release I loved. I was already in subspace. We had started downstairs, in the booths and the dark areas. Once we got a locker, he had me strip to my jock and sneakers, put a collar on me and led me around. In the dim light of one area, he opened his pants and pushed me down, holding my hair. Putting the head of his cock in my mouth, he let go of his bladder. I swallowed furiously, not wasting any of it. Drained, he slowly fucked my mouth for a minute then pulled me up. An audience had gathered, a couple of whom followed us to a darker corner. Back on my knees, he fed me his cock while the onlookers pulled theirs out and stroked. He pushed my head toward a stranger who eagerly fed me his cock. Then to a second. I alternated between the three cocks, hitting my poppers now and then. I had no sense of time, but it must have gone on for a good 5 or 10 minutes. One of the “guests” began to moan and my husband pushed my head down on the stranger’s dick again. I felt the man grab my head and thrust rapidly into my mouth and push his cock into my throat. He groaned loudly as he came in my mouth. Then I felt the splatter as stranger number 2 came on my face. My husband reached down and put a hand under my shoulder to help me to my feet, saying “Do not wipe that cum off your face, whore.” “Yes sir” He took me by the collar and led me upstairs. Upon reaching the play room he put me in the bondage cuffs he had in his bag, made me strip, and put me on the cross. He’d been flogging me for a while and we had some new guests watching. Several of whom had cocks out, stroking. That must have been his cue. Unfastening me from the cross, he whispered in my ear “Go get on the bench.” I did as ordered. He cuffed me to the fuck bench on all fours, my ass exposed to our watchers. He took his shorts off and fed me his cock, slowly fucking my face until he was hard. He pulled it out of my mouth and leaned down, giving me a hit of poppers. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out lube and walked behind me. I felt the cool liquid hit my hole and a finger enter me. He fucked me with a finger for a bit, then added a second, stretching my hole with multiple fingers and adding lube. After he was satisfied that I was open enough, he lined up behind me and I felt him slowly push his cock into me. I groaned in pleasure as he sunk to the hilt. He took up a steady rhythm of fucking me, reaching around to pinch my nipples and occasionally smacking my ass. Suddenly he pulled out and came around to my head. He had his bag in hand. “Clean your ass off my cock”, he ordered, shoving his cock in my waiting mouth. He rummaged around the bag, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. I felt new fingers touch my ass, and my husband must have nodded his assent as fingers entered me, first one, followed by a second and I think a third. Suddenly I had a bandanna over my nose, and I felt my husband tie it around the back of my head as the poppers he had obviously soaked on the bandanna hit my nose. I breathed in, and my eyes rolled in pleasure. He leaned down to speak to me. “Who owns your hole?” “You do, sir”, I replied through the haze. “And that means I get to do anything to it, right?” “Yes, sir.” “I mean anything. Do you understand?” “Yes sir.”, I said again. He put his mouth near my ear. “I have wanted to see you take cock raw forever. You gave up your hole, so I get what I want tonight. This stranger is going to fuck you, bare, and I want his cum up your ass. Do you understand?” I moaned my excitement through the popper-induced fog and nodded. He continued “I’m going to let him fuck you raw now, and you don’t get a choice. I don’t care if you don’t like it. Your hole is mine. And if I’m lucky maybe some of these other guys will use it, too. Anyone who gets your ass tonight gets it raw, and they’re going to breed you, you slut.” With that he must have nodded to the man behind me, and I felt the stranger’s cock push into me. “Holy fuck that’s hot” my husband said and the stranger fucked me, slowly at first and then harder, slamming his hips against my cheeks and grunting as his cock went in me stroke after stroke, skin on skin. After a couple of minutes he shoved into me all the way and grunted and I felt his cock spasm as he came up my ass. He pulled out, but only a moments passed before his cock was replaced by another. This one a stranger too, because my husband had pushed his own cock back in my mouth, which he was using to keep him hard. Not that he needed it - that dick I loved in my mouth was probably the hardest it had ever been. “Jesus Christ I had no idea seeing you take it raw without a choice would be so fucking hot. You’re such a whore. Take that random dick, you nasty faggot.” Stranger number 2 pumped hard and held my hips as his cock jerked inside me, filling my hole with load #2. He pulled out, slapped my ass, said “Thanks”, and walked away. They must have been the only two, because my husband slipped out of my mouth, walked behind me, and slammed his cock up my hole. “Good god their cum as lube feels amazing.” He started pounding my ass and it took no more than about 15 seconds and he almost shouted as he pumped his load into me. He pulled out again and I felt his fingers near my ass. “Push out the cum, whore” he ordered. I relaxed and let the cum of two total strangers and my husband ooze out. He scooped it up and came around to my head. Yanking the bandanna off, he shoved his cum-coated fingers in my mouth. “Eat that cum from your ass.” I eagerly licked and sucked it off him, tasting the strangers cum and my own hole. For a moment the sound of us breathing hard was the only other noise against the blaring the music the club played. My husband squatted down. “I’m so proud of you, taking what I wanted to see get done to you.” With that he kissed me deeply, unfastened me, and helped me up. We dressed and headed home, both sated. And for me, bred.

Just before it closed for COVID, i visited my first time. I paid for a room, removed my close, left my door partially open and stood with my butt at the opened door bent of slightly. I stood there about 3 minutes before I felt a hand on my ass cheeks. Without looking out, and without allowing the door to be opened, I felt a hard cock rubbing on my butt trying to line up with my hole. I reached back and felt a hard cock, with precum leaking down the shaft, which I scooped up most with my index finger and smeared it on my hole. When the cock began to push forward, it slid into my tight hole. A pair of hands grabbed my hips as he fucked me ...slow at first, then building up tempo. I heard a few onlookers saying how hot it was...and then I heard a guy say, "does the guy know your cock seed is poz and not on meds?" The guy who was fucking me, said he hadn't spoke to me yet. He asked if I wanted him to pull out or to breed me? I began to push my ass back on him meeting his thrusts and he says...I guess that is my answer, and then shot his seeds up in me. When he pulled out slowly, the guys were saying that it was hot to watch, and without moving...another cock went up my ass and shot in me too. I never looked back, or spoke, just accepted I was a cum dump receptacle. I am still looking for a potent toxic poz cock in Maryland to seed and breed me on a regular basis. So far, I am still testing negative...so anyone want to knock me up? I am bbfireman on BBRT and adam4adam.

The weather was nice so I went to Cunningham Park. He was massaging his dick through his pants. I smiled back so we went to a area I like. He pulled out his dick I sucked it hard. He said he does not have condoms or lube. I say give it to me raw and just spit. For the next 10 minutes I was in heaven as his has a nice dick. When he shot his load in me he left ASAP I wanted to clean his dick. As I’m pulling up my pants another guy comes up with his dick out so I suck his. He bends me over the log and says I love to fuck a cunt that has a load in it. I was in heaven. I should have brought my butt plug to keep the loads as they were leaking out as I left.

Most embarrassing time during sex was just 2 months ago. on the start of the day i always do a deep anal shower clean so i can take cocks all day, had some loads during the day and kept the loads in because guys love to fuck in a filled cum ass. late on the evening a guy was texting me he had to unload his dick, so i let him come. after few minutes fucking i had the feeling that i was very full and said him to stop. he pulled his dick out and damn it was to late. his dick was covered with it. i was ashamed because that has never happened to me ever before. he cleaned his dick and couldn't finish the fuck in a dirty ass so he went out. half hour later on the chat he was saying that he loved my ass so much and he was irritated that he didn't unload yet. i had cleaned my ass out already during that time and told him. he lived nearby and immediately was coming back for the second time to finish the fuck. after he finally loaded me up we had to laugh about it 😂. but i really hope this will never happen again 😂

My last load... This horny guy messaged to say, I need to fuck you! He had my attention as I love it direct and slutty. He asked about rubbers and I told him i wanted it and his load raw. It was easily arranged and he was on his way. I was hooded in my jock, harness and ‘fuck me, breed me’ socks when he arrived. Straight away he grabbed the pen and tagged my ass as proof of use. Then I felt him slap his semi against my willing hole. Then I was taking the head of his dick before he pushed fully into my cunt. He gave me a good hard fucking, thrusting balls deep with only a few slight murmurs of pleasure. Several times he pulled out fully so he could reposition, only to slide straight back in. All too soon he was working up to the unload. I took a deep long poppers hit knowing I was about to take a hot strangers load. He must have sensed my cunt was cum hungry as I heard him say, ‘I’m gunna cum’. I replied with, ‘I fucking want it’. I then felt him switch from fuck mode to breed mode as he unleashed his hot cum inside me. He stood back and admired his work, his spunk dripping from my freshly loaded hole. He zipped up and left without a word. Only after he was gone did I get to read his proof of use, ‘Indian cock - fill the warm cum u bitch!’ Wow! A hot message, a hot fuck and a hot breeding load! I hope he’ll be back soon!

I’d be worried about warehouse cameras…

Next week we went to the sauna we just out of the showers when the bear walked past. Dom shouted “oi, you pozzed my bois hole”. The bear winked and said “yeh sorry, guess I should try make it up to you”. Dom smiled an evil grin and said “yes, get in that cubical and I’ll mess you up”. I wasn’t sure what these two alphas were up to but to my surprise the bear went in and knelt in doggy position on the mattress ass up. Dom spat on his hole and rammed his massive cock in and fucked like a piston. “Yeh give your hole to me to make up for it – good lad – taking it like a real man”. The bear moaned “yeh, shoot that fresh jock cum in me”. And with that brad moaned and rammed his cock in fully and the bear was like “yes man, I feel that cock exploding, fill me with cum!”. Dom pulled up and ordered me to clean up his cock. I put the thick meat in my mouth and licked Dom clean savoring every taste.

I love you as well. Larry made love to me 3 times during the night, driving the virus into my blood stream. For the rest of the meeting, we fucked each other into exhaustion. When we left Chicago we would keep in touch. We lived a thousand miles from each other but there would be other meetings. Once I got home, I told my wife of my new life, and to my amazement, she was not surprised. She suspected for years I was gay. My lackluster lovemaking combined with my attention to men when we were together. She would be satisfied with the status quo with our marriage and just have a very open marriage and see who we wanted and continue to live together. I was surprised but was fine with that relationship. I began discreetly seeing guys I hooked up with on BBRT and other sites. I got my Fuck Flu 10 days after I got back and of course tested positive. I did not go on meds. I let Larry know and he congratulated me. Over the next several months I changed my practice to a gay oriented one and treated many HIV positive patients and consulted them and treated their disease. I was never so busy and had an amazing amount of patients. Lots of patients on PRep and PEP and treating HIV positive patients some on meds and many off meds. Once I was on line and listed my status as Poz no meds and no preference as to status of my partner, I hooked up with a large amount of men. I pozzed several guys with their approval. It was a rush to shoot my poz load into a willing chaser, and a huge sense of satisfaction when the told me they pozzed up. Most became my patients and the referred their friends to treat them and often poz them before they became my patient. I got my nipples pierced and got a PA as well. I loved how the looked and felt. I loved to show them off at the gym or the beach. Hooked up with lots of guys because of the piercings. I was always up front with my partners. I was always amazed how few guys turned down my bare pierced cock. Often I was turned down and was approached within a week to fuck and poz that reluctant guy, often the same day. I never used protection and never pulled out. That was always made clear, however no one ever asked me to pull out. On the contrary, they usually begged for my toxic load. My status was on line but in my office, no one knew unless I was the one who pozzed them, but were told not to tell anyone. Everyone agreed. None of the guys I pozzed ever held any animosity toward me. One patient I had really changed my life. Barry was a patient of mine that moved to the area and through word of mouth became my patient. He was a poz patient wishing no meds, just monitoring of his HIV status. He was healthy with a very high viral load. He was gorgeous engaging intelligent and very seductive. His cock was 8 inches and thick when soft. I never saw it erect. He was uncut. His mission in life was to poz as many guys as possible. He would stealth guys or be up front. When in the office he would discuss the guys he stealthed. He really was a bad guy, but you couldn’t help but like him. When he he mentioned that he had pozzed over a hundred men he wasn’t bragging, just stating a fact. I believed him, considering I pozzed at least 15 guys myself and I wasn’t making that my life’s ambition, just a consequence of my lifestyle. Barry’s perfect victim to stealth was a married guy. He would often tell guys his status after he shot his load but if he didn’t like the guy he would not tell he exposed him to a highly toxic load. I actually was treating a lot of his victims so I had a good idea what a walking epidemic he was. One guy in particular he told me about. He was the CEO of the company he worked for. The CEO was a very wealthy guy who used his position to fuck women and men from his company. Usually other male and female executives, secretaries, a real scum bag. Barry met him at a very nice gay bar. Barry hated the guy. One thing about Barry, he could seduce anyone. He was engaging, sophisticated and very sexy. The CEO was putty in his hands. According to Barry he was given the most erotic sexual experience he had ever had. The boss was a top but that night was fucked four times. Barry never told him his status. Over the next several months I diagnosed the CEO, his wife, his mistress, his guy toy, three male and 4 female employees. It was a huge local scandal. He got divorced and taken to the cleaners, sued by his employees for tons of money and kicked out of the company by his board of directors. Couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy. The collateral damage was terrible. Those patients were really nice and what happened to them awful. But they all became rich and everyone was doing great on their treatment. The CEO however was tolerating his treatment poorly with lots of side effects and unlike his victims, never became undetectable. Poetic justice, Barry came into the office for a routine check up. His labs were great with a 250 thousand viral load and normal T cell count. And as usual he was very suggestive and teasing during the exam. I always had to concentrate when I examined him not to get a raging hardon. He was so sexy. I could easily see how he could seduce anyone he wanted. At the end of the exam he asked “Why haven’t you ever hit on me? Usually when I try to seduce someone I succeed.” You’re my patient. It would be unethical for me to have a relationship with you. So that’s the reason? Yes. Ok I want to stop seeing you and refer me to another doctor. Can you do that? Yes. Will you come to my apartment with me? As he kissed me and fondled my cock. My cock became stone hard. Yes!!! He was my last appointment. I followed to his apartment which was in a high end complex. Once we got through the door we started ripping off our clothes. His cock was amazing when hard. Over 10 inches with a huge head leaking an amazing amount of precum. I knew he had an amazing body, but with that cock sticking up at a 45 degree angle, he was the most sexy thing I had ever seen. I went to my knees and worshiped his cock. Down my throat then licking his huge cock head lapping his great tasting precum. Nice PA!! Nice cock. He licked my entire body. I never was in such sexual excitement. My cock was never harder. Then he started rimming me. Amazing!!! We went to the bedroom and he put me on my back, my legs were over his shoulders. Do you want my poz cock up your ass? YES!!! Do you want my toxic load? Yes, PLEASE!! His cock slowly entered me, He was so gentle that there was no discomfort or pain. Just pleasure. Over the next 20 minutes he hit ever pleasure point. I was in pleasure heaven. I started begging for his toxic load, and I started to cum, and went into pleasure convulsions, Here comes my toxic load. He shot 8 volleys of cum and I felt each one of them. Barry collapsed on me. We were soaked with sweat. After several minutes he pulled out. That should poz you up. I’m already poz I whispered. Oh I didn’t know. is that why you seduced and fucked me to poz me? No, I want to talk to you about something. What? Not yet we have something else to do. Have you ever tried E-Stim? No but I always wanted to. Great, let me get my stuff. Within a few minutes I had a rectal probe in my ass and a urethral probe up my penis. Then he turned on the machine. The feeling was indescribable. Pleasure pulses began in my prostate shooting through the head of my cock. As he slowly turned up the juice my whole body had waves of pleasure shooting through me. Then the orgasms started, one after an other, how many?, I lost count. 8,10? I kept shooting cum on my abdomen, amazing amounts, until my orgasms were dry. Stop enough I pleaded. He turned it off. He started licking my cum and feeding it to me, 4 or 5 mouthfuls. Then we snowballed them. After 10 minutes we split the snowball and swallowed. I was in heaven, After a half hour I was able to talk. God that was amazing. No wonder you pozzed so many guys! And I refer them to you, he laughed. I want to talk to you about a proposal. A proposal? Yes, I’ve started a business and I want you to be a part of it. What kind of business? I’m staring an HIV conversion business All high end very expensive for affluent chasers. You have a lot of patients that are gifters. How would I be of help? In a few ways. Test the chasers to see if the are negative and test them when they covert, including treatment when they get the fuck flu in a house I have, which is included in the cost of my service. You will be compensated very well and receive 30 % of profits as a silent partner. If some of your gifting patients want to participate you can refer them but only if they ask. You do not sell their information. How would they know to ask me? Don’t worry they will find you. How much do I have to invest? Nothing up front. 200 K from your profits, never more than 50% at a time? And if you want to participate as a gifter you will be paid for that. What do you think? I find it hard to believe you can make a go of it. The business is started and I have 500K in deposits. I need you for the medical coverage I need to make it the complete package my clients are looking for. These are very high end clients who want an unusual service with anonymity. I’m in.

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. "

Yes!!! So much fun. I travel a lot and try to hit all places I can find. A couple years ago I drove from Michigan to Florida to California to Oregon. I managed to take loads at 4 bathhouses, 2 ABS, 3 bars, 2 gay campgrounds, 2 gay resorts and 3 fuck buddies. I try cruising all the rest stops also but not a lot of action there. I will be doing the same trip in reverse next week and you can be sure I will be sniffing out all the cock I can manage. Oink 🐷

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

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

Its important to realize that the religious right is neither right nor spiritual but rather a power hungry horde desperate for power and control. The Catholic leadership wants to keep its status. Control of male sexuality has been a tool of the Catholic church forever I cannot believe the Catholic Church any better than any regular mafia or organized crime venture. Why else do they cover up genocidaire priests from Rwanda, child molesters, and the crimes of Mother Theresa. They even molest the Bible (see the film 1946) to change the wording of "Man shall not lie with boy as he does with woman" into "Man shall not lie with man as he does with man." It's all power grabs. Look at how many pastors chose tithe money over their parishoners health during covid. Power and control is the root of all evil.

Brad and I hit the bathhouse at our usual time and chilled at the bar. Unusually only Dom emerged; he explained "Zack's got the flu so can't make it". My BF Brad laughed saying "lucky you Jake - gonna have to take both the real mens cocks today!". During the week I take my man's cock and at the bathhouse I normally just take Dom's while Brad fucks Zack. This week i was so happy sucking Brad while Dom used me raw. As always he fired a massive load inside me. Brad then slid in using Dom's cum as lube and remarked "wow Dom love the feeling of your cum on my cock". Dom laughed and said "yeh, you like feeling my babies? - maybe you should bottom for me". Brad was like "no way man I'm the top" and fucked me savagely to prove what a man he was. He shot his load in me. I was on heat for the alphas. As always we left the cabin door open and as usual we had the usual crowd of nerds hanging round lusting after our Brad and Dom. But there with his arms around two nerdy twinks was the bear. I caught his eye and he winked and said "pity your done after those two cocks". Brad, cocky as ever said, "nah, my sluts never done - wanna fill him?". The bear climbed into the cabin and looked Brad in the eye saying "my cock is bigger and more powerful than yours - if I fuck your lad I'll fill him and make him mine". Brad leaned over and kissed the bear passionately and then guided the bears cock into my hole. I'd never seen him do that with any other man but the bear had such a cocky demeanour and the size of cock that puts other men in a locker room to shame. Brad said loudly "seed the lad!". The bear started to piston fuck and shouted "i love making lads mine - they all take me inside them". I loved the feeling of this true alpha ravaging my hole and filling me so completely. I felt his cock expanding inside me and he pinned me down and grunted as he shoot load after load of cum in my ass. "Thank you sir, I think I will feel you inside me forever" I said as I stroked his furry chest and the bear replied "too right you will!"

Authors note: Hiya, longtime fan first time post! Don't have a lot of experience with chems so hope my descriptions ain't too out of water. I'm just a chaser trying to live out my fantasy! "Hey kid, meet me at that new Church in town! Ill be there on Sunday. Uncle Dom x" Looking up from the text, Andrew glanced across the street at the old grey concrete church across the way. 'New'? This thing didn't look it, maybe it was a new congregation? Uncle Dom was an odd type, he'd only seen him a few weeks ago at family dinner when he dropped in. He had taken up a space to Andrews right, his big heavily tattooed arms bulging in his white shirt. The thin shirt did nothing to hide the glint of the metal nipple piercings that stood out on his barrel chest, with hair peaking out over the collar. Uncle Dom was massive, with a shaved head and standing at 6ft 3, he was a real site at the dinner table. Andrew remembered staring holes in the table just not to get caught staring. He knew it was wrong to find his Fathers brother so hot, but he couldn't help it. The dinner was unusual, not just for the fact that his uncle was there, but because Uncle Dom had spent the whole time going on about his new church and how he was really enjoying it. Which was unusual because Uncle Dom was never a religious man, and from the looks of him it was hard to imagine. He had also spent a fair amount of time asking about my age and if I had a girlfriend. It was all very odd, then only a few days later this message came out of the blue. Steeling himself Andrew crossed the street, making his way to the black double doors of the dark church. The cross above the door askew, and Andrew wondered why anyone would ever think to set up in such a rundown shithole like this. Uncle Dom had said he really enjoyed this church, and whilst Andrew wasn't particularly religious himself, he wanted to impress him. Andrew wanted to be a lot like his Uncle Dom, he wanted to shave his head and get tattoos and piercings just like him. He wanted to be big and strong just like his Dad and his uncle, though in that regard he was not. He was 5ft 8, he was skinny, and even though he was 18, he was yet to get a tattoo or a piercing. He wasn't sure how his Dad would take it, it was one thing for his brother, a different thing entirely for his son. Crossing the threshold, a slight chemical smell wafted over him, as he was greeted by the noise and smell of a large group of men. Andrew hesitated at the door, in front of him was the strangest church he had ever seen. The cross was gone, toppled in the corner, pews pushed back and organised in a circle around the centre of the room. The lights had been replaced with red Led's and the windows has been boarded up. Men, and I mean men, were milling around in various states of undress around the pews and the centre of the room talking. A few clouds of white smoke occasionally erupted from the group as these goliaths stood in conversation. Some were shirtless, but others wore leather and rubber, fetish gear clung to tight and muscular frames. Andrew's jaw was practically on the floor when he noticed his uncle approaching him. Authors footnote: So, I'm hoping to follow a poz Sarah Palin worshiping angle. Will put up part 2 shortly. Hope you get a good wank out of it!

On the days when I'm not horny to get fucked anonymously, the very next best thing for me is to get my throat fucked real deep. I've found that the best position for the top to go as deep as possible is with my head hanging off the edge of my bed, and the top mounting it from above like a wet pussy. What's not to love: Amazing view of his balls and ass The feeling of submission is like no other; you can't pull back and just have to take it; one of the most vulnerable positions you can let a man use you in Great smells with his balls usually resting on your nose you can smell his sweaty balls and the musk of his ass Very pleasurable for the top as he can go really deep in that position Only drawback is that it can be uncomfortable for the bottom, especially if the top is aggressive and/or has a huge cock. It is not uncommon to end up with spit all over my face when I do this. But as a good cumdump we relish in the abuse and humiliation, right? It's been real hard finding a top into this kind of position for throat fucking, and also rarely hear bottoms talk about it. So, tops and bottoms, is it something you guys love? Do you hate it? Curious to hear the community's thoughts about this.

I was 10 and my first was my father. I knew that I wanted him and he was always very loving and gentle with me.

You and I seem to feel the exact same way stud.

Lately I can't get enough smoke through my vape device or cigars. Not sure what that's about. Still gets me hard like it did at 15 when all I could do was think about it and imagine.

I got my hole beat up this weekend, courtesy of two Arab gentlemen. The first guy I was pimped out to by my ex. I walked into the bedroom and the first guy was all over me, rubbing and pinching my nips, which drives me crazy. After a minute of that, he bent me over the bed and jammed his fat long tool in me. He pounded me and kept going balls deep by pushing down on my shoulders, by gripping my hips and by nailing me to the bed. He was a sexy fucker, tall, bearded and thick. About 35ish. And he used his full body weight to pin me down. After myriad positions, he blew into me and stayed there. When he pulled out, I gladly and gratefully licked his fat cock clean. He got dressed and left. Last night, I hit up my regular Egyptian FB and told him I needed to get loaded up. Soon, he was in a taxi and he then he was in me. I sucked him really good and long first, hoping he'd feed me first. But he only had time for a pump and dump. So he threw me on my stomach, grabbed my nips and forced his way into my tight sore cunt. After pumping one of his signature monster loads into me, he stayed inside me briefly. The he got dressed and left. He usually gives me a minimum of 3 dumpings, but he had to rush off. I sat around with my love hangover and with his load for awhile until I drifted off to sleep.

Just had one of the best blow-jobs ever! A 22 year old ginger lad off Daddyhunt - he sucked me really well, licked my balls and even pushed his tongue up my arse and licked me for a while before finishing me off with his mouth. I shot a big load into his mouth and he swallowed the lot. He really wants me to fuck him and wants it bare but he's just a little hesitant as he's not been fucked for a while. I got to finger his ginger hole as he sucked me and it feels nice and tight - seeing him again next week and really hoping to get my cock (and my cum) up him!

Think I was 12 or so. This girl Stacey made me suck her boyfriend off. She used to dress me up in her clothes & peg me too. Later in life we would go out as married & pickup Bi couples. Oh did I mention, Stacey is my sister ... For real😀

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.

By Halloween by locked cock meant my balls were ready to explode. It was the last day of Locktober and I was ready for anything. I made sure I was ready and went to the address. When I arrived just the twink was there. He told me the party started in an hour but first he was gonna lube me up personally. He told me to get in the sling and handed me some poppers which I sniffed hungrily. He asked if I wanted more of his toxins as he wasn’t on meds yet. “Too right” I replied. He started licking my hole and then pushed his big cock into me. He said “I’m so glad your here first, I needed to make sure my DNA was in you first, opening your hole for the others”. I said “thank u, I need you in me, making me yours”. He leant over and kissed me with his cock balls deep in my hole. He told me he was going to be here all evening letting other lads and men in and out to cum and go. He started to pound harder and I felt his cock swell up even more shooting streams of cum into me. “Two of my loads in you now – think you’re mine now”.

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

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

THERE IS NOTHING MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN A WIDE OPEN NON-RESTRICTED GAPING POSITIVE HOLE!! LOVE OPENING UP MY PARTNER SO I CAN GET MY HANDS AND COCK INSIDE.. LOVE JACKING OFF INSIDE OF MY PARTNER AS I JACK HIM OFF SIMULTANEOUSLY!!!!! SOOOOOOO FUUUUCKING BEAUTIFUL ❤️☣️❤️☣️

My last load story was a guy I met in Philly this past weekend and he poured 100 of his saved loads in me. 💦🤤

After a while of sucking the bear said - "how you feeling?". Dom replied "good man, I should be angry with you but I'm beginning to feel the power of your cock". The bear whispered in Doms ear "wanna fuck" but Dom shook his head saying "i wish - if i got pozzed off you the subs would know i'd bottomed". The bear grinned an evil smile at Dom and said "I love your cock and attitude too and I'd have no shame taking your load in front of the subs if I can make love to you tonight - I got some lube but no condoms". They made out passionately while Dom fingered his hole with lube. Dom pushed back slowly on the bear's poz weapon - it filled him completely and he took a moment to adjust then started to ride it. "Wow your poz cock inside me feels intense. Give me your babies sir". The bear flipped him round and fucked Dom savagely until his cock started to pulse and Dom cried "breed me". The bear grunted and shot several huge volleys of cum in Dom's hole. "welcome to the club - how's it feel?" "Amazing - I love your poz cum in my hole - feel powerful again already - I'm gonna go shower - catch u soon". The bear laughed and replied - yeh in more ways than one!".

You are free to believe or disbelieve whatever you like. Some people are standing in their truth. some are standing in how they wish things were. I can talk about what I experienced unashamed because I know who I am I don't need to seek approval, and my experiences are what they are. I doesn't hurt that the authorities didn't believe me. so I am used to it.

Been a long time reader, but first time poster. This story so inspired me, I got this tattoo yesterday.

3. Sling Sex "Now," Jon said, taking the glasses from each of us, "What were you thinking?" he asked Seth. "He's so cute and boyish," Seth said. Jon had dealt with the glasses, and was now right in front of me. I looked up at him. With the beard and eyeliner, he looked like a kindly old devil with seductive, dangerous ideas. I kissed Jon. Seth continued. "I knew the moment I saw him." "I think I know," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. "What?" I asked. I had know idea what they had planned for me. "Peter Pan," Seth said. I blushed. It wasn't the first time I had been accused of not quite growing up. I was about to protest, but Seth reached down, and pulled down my sweat pants. "Nice underwear," Jon said. "The blue looks good on you." "Too bad it has to come off," Seth said. He pushed it down, and my dick sprang free. "Hard already, huh?" I was staring at Jon, and he was smiling, waiting for my answer. "Yeah," I said, nodding. "Me too," Jon said. He reached down and pulled his sweats open. I looked down. His dick was as hard as mine was, but was nearly twice as big: both in length and girth. "It's going to be a fun night." Seth had disappeared for a moment, and I could feel the cool air against my ass. Jon reached down and grabbed my ass cheeks, before leaning in and kissing me again. "One more lost boy, needing a daddy?" he whispered in my ear. His breath was warm, yet I still shivered in excitement. "Please," I said. "Let's not rush it," he said. I heard Seth re-appear. "And I'm sure Seth wants to get you in costume first." I turned; he had random bits of fabric and leather draped over his arms, and was holding a pair of dark green suede boots. "Although you're plenty fine naked, let's get you dressed again," Seth said. He handed me a jock strap, and then a pair of green knee-high socks. After the socks, he helped me into the green boots. They fit surprisingly well, although I hadn't realized just how much of a heel they had. "Look," Seth said, as I stumbled slightly trying to walk in them. He pointed at a large mirror against one wall. In just a pair of green boots and a green jockstrap, I looked less like Peter Pan and more like a horny boy. "The boots make your ass look amazing." I turned slightly and looked. I had a small, but muscular ass. Framed by the jock, I hoped it made Jon and Seth want to fuck me. "One more thing," Jon said, as he came up behind me. "Hand above your head," he said. I put my hands above my head, and he worked a leather harness over them. The straps were warm against my skin, although the hardware was still a bit cold. I loved feeling Jon's fingers against my skin as he adjusted the straps, tightening the leather around my body. "That's perfect," he finally said. I looked again. The leather was deep hunter green, with black accents. It perfectly complimented the jockstrap and boots. "Yeah. That's really good," Seth said. "I'll say," Jon said. He looked at his watch. "Fuck," he said. "I've got to deal with my costume now." He turned back to me, grabbed the harness strap across my chest, and yanked me to him. He gave me a long kiss. "Don't worry. I've already got plans for you later." As soon as Jon released me, Seth grabbed the back of the harness, and pulled me back to him. He wrapped an arm around me, and I could feel his dick pressing against my exposed ass. Jon turned around at the door. He smiled. "Be good, boys," he said. "I'm sure Kenta is very good," Seth said. He rubbed his bulge against my ass. "Very good indeed," he whispered in to my ear, before turning me around. "We'll have plenty of time," Seth said. "And I've been looking forward to this for the entire week." We kissed again. Somehow, Seth seemed to take off his tank top without breaking our kiss. His sweats were the next thing to come off. Underneath, he had a black jockstrap, and his cock was straining against the pouch. We kissed again, as Seth rubbed his dick against me. I kept on trying to find reasons to be nervous or scared, but I couldn't. We were all adults, and we were all men. We were horny, but that was completely natural. Seth finally broke off the kiss. "How do you like it? The leather?" "It feels good. Warm. Strong." "You look good in it," Seth said. He stepped away, and took another look, carefully checking me out. I felt self-conscious, but I also loved being the object of his attention. "Very good," he said. He motioned me to follow him as he headed to the sling. "You ever been in a sling before?" he asked. "No," I said. "Want to try it?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. I felt warm, comfortable, and safe. There was no reason not to try it. "How do I do it?" "Just lean back, and sort of fall in," Seth said. He was standing in front of me, and as I tipped back, he grabbed my legs, spreading them wide. The leather was a bit cold at first, but it quickly warmed up next to my body. Seth put my legs into stirrups, so that my ass was spread open and completely exposed. "This feels good," I said. It did. I was on display, and I wanted Seth to take advantage of it. "Really good." "This is just the start." Seth knelt down, and pressed his face into my ass. He ran his tongue around the edge of my hole, and I thought I was going to die of pleasure. I tried not to squirm as he rimmed me, but the sensory overload was intense. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," I moaned, not really able to say much else. Seth seemed oblivious to my enjoyment, but just continued to eat me out. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I continued. After only a minute of rimming, I realized that I had never been really fucked before. Everything else had just been practice, and this was the real thing. It was time to lose my virginity once more. Seth tortured me with his rimming for several more minutes. I was all but begging him to fuck me, but he kept on saying it would happen soon enough. Finally, he stood up. His dick was sticking straight up as well. It seemed impossibly big, yet I still needed it inside me. If it didn't destroy me, it was going to feel amazing. "I know what you want," he said. "You said you're on Prep?" he asked, once more even though we had texted about it. "Yeah." "Awesome," he said. He had found a tub of vaseline, and spread some over his cock. Another dab went into my hole. My ass clenched at that first penetration. But it was very easy to relax. It was like I was stoned, only better. "Yeah," he said. "That's the G. Feels good, doesn't it?" "Yeah," I said. "It does." "I love it." He slid a second finger into me. "I love having sex when I'm tripping on G." "It feels so good," I said. Between the drugs, the leather, and the fingers, my head was spinning. It could have been scary. But there was something about Seth and Jon that had made me feel safe. As Seth had told me in a message, with me taking prep, the worst would that I didn't have a good time. "Fuck me." "Hungry boy," Seth said. "That's fucking hot. Don't worry. You'll get what you need." He put a bit more of the vaseline on his fingers, and a pressed a three fingers into me. He rubbed my hole, trying to get me to relax. "So fucking turned on," I said. "I can tell. But it makes you so tight." He handed me a bottle of poppers. I had seen them online, but had never done it before. "You never done it?" he asked. "Just seen it online." "Hold it under your nose. Pinch the other nostril closed, and inhale. Just two or three seconds, then hold it for a bit." I did what he told me to do. The fumes from the bottle were chemical, but not scary. At first, I didn't think they had done anything. But then, the rush hit me. First, my head pounded a bit, but it wasn't at all unpleasant. Then the warmth went down my body, and I felt my asshole suddenly relax. "That's it boy. Let me in." His three fingers slid in all the way to the base, and they felt amazing. Yet, I was craving more. "Just right. Tight and hot and wet." He played with my ass as I got lost in the poppers headspace. I wanted him to fuck me, and I really wanted him to cum in me. Barebacking had seemed so dirty and dangerous when I had been in high school. But now, in college, as an adult, it was such a different thing. It was how Seth and I were always supposed to fuck. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Yeah. I think so," Seth said. He pulled his fingers out of me. My hole was twitching, hungry for something to fill it up. He lined his cock up with my hole, but then took the poppers from me, and did a long hit from it. "I'm used to them," he said, before taking an equally long drag through his other nostril. "Here," he said, and handed me the bottle and cap. His dickhead was hard and it felt like he was already dribbling pre-cum onto my hole. "Please," I muttered, before taking another hit from the brown bottle. This time, I took a few seconds, and did another hit in quick succession. Seth smiled at me, and as I screwed the cap back on, he pushed his dickhead into me. "Fuuuuck," he moaned, as he slowly slid his shaft into me. "Daaaaaamn," I grunted. His dick was filling me up. It had been a while since I had gotten fucked and he was just as big as he looked. But going slow wasn't an option for either of us. We needed both needed his cock deep in my guts. It was primal urge, and one that we were powerless against. "All the way," "Hell yeah," Seth said. The urge was irresistible, but that was the entire point. I wanted to get fucked, and Seth wanted to fuck me. It was the perfect alignment of our natural desires. "Almost all in," he grunted. "Sweet hole," he said as he started to thrust back and forth, opening me up and edging himself closer to orgasm. "Hot dick," I replied. He leaned in, pressing himself against me, and forcing his cock deep in my hole. He kissed me. "Fuck me," I said when he finally let me catch my breath. "Please." He kissed me again. It was long and deep, and I got lost. It was the sex that mattered, not the time. I wasn't sure if the kiss was just a few seconds, a few minutes, or maybe even an hour. "You're going to get a lot of dick tonight," Seth said. "And a lot of sperm. Enjoy it." We kissed again, as Seth slid his dick in and out of me. He wasn't the biggest cock I had taken, but I had never felt quite so open as when he was fucking me. The drugs were helping, but the lack of any barrier between Seth and myself was the biggest factor. I had heard bareback was amazing, but the stories didn't do it justice. "Don't stop," I said, clenching my ass around Seth's tool, trying to keep it inside me. "That's it," Seth said. "Milk my cock. Get me off." We kissed again. It was a long one, interrupted by only by one of us grunting in pleasure. I tried to keep up, but it was hard to think. All the sensations were overwhelming me: the sound of Seth grunting, the feel of Seth's dick in my ass, the scent of the leather and sweat in the room. It all screamed sex, and was driving me wild. "You want my load?" Seth finally moaned. "Fuck man. Please. Give it to me." I didn't have to worry about anything. I could take Seth's load. He could breed me, like a man should. "Cum in me." "Oh FUUUUUCK," Seth moaned, slamming his cock hard into my ass. Deep in my guts, practically in my stomach, I felt his dickhead flare, and a sudden jet of warmth into my body. "I'm CUUUUUMING," he moaned again, as his whole body shook, and there was another warm jet of sperm landing inside me. "CUUUUUUUMING," he moaned again. "Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me," I repeated, as he unloaded into my ass. It was hard to believe that something so sleazy and dirty felt so natural. "Fill me up." "YEEEEEAAAHH," Seth grunted again, as his body continued to shake. It took several more spurts before his balls were sufficiently drained. "Hell yeah," he finally said, as his mind cleared from the ecstatic fog of orgasm. "Fuck yes. I had been looking forward to that. And you do not disappoint." He leaned in and kissed me once more. His dick was still hard, nestled deep inside me. He was gently rocking me back and forth on the sling, using the motion to slowly fuck me against his dick. "That felt amazing," I finally said. "You cumming in me." "First time being bred?" he asked. He was still on top of me. He was warm and sweaty, and I felt safe underneath him. I nodded. "Glad it was me," he said. "Me too." We kissed again. There was no rush now. We could enjoy ourselves. "You feel so good." "That's bareback," Seth said. He slid his cock nearly out. He was impressively hard, and he then slid right back into me. "Nothing like a raw hole." Before he could really start fucking me, the door opened and Jon walked back in. He paused, staring at the tableau. "Fuck. That's what I like to see. My boys taking care of each other." "Hey," Seth said. He stood up, but managed to keep his cock in my ass. "What's up?" "Leo's here. Hoping you can take care of that?" "Yeah. Bring Kenta?" "Yeah. It'll be educational." "Very much," Seth said. He turned back to me. "You're gonna enjoy this."

Hello, no one answered but I've tried a few places that sort of work: * Secteur X. Usually fun and decent amount of mature crowd. Mostly BB when fucking although plenty of condom nazis. * Full metal. Right across from Secteur X. Never had much luck, but I've got the occasional load here * Le Mencsh. This is a fun cruise bar. Definitely lots of load takers here, a bit more fetishy than the avobe * Bunker. Tuesdays and Sunday. Little luck here for mature men but there seems to have lots of BB going on with regular dudes * Dark room at Bear's Den. Surprisingly I've bred tons and tons of mature ass here. Advantage you can take a look at guys upstairs and I've found very often they'll offer their ass raw and will gladly take your load. * Krash. Definitely later crowd, but mature guy ready for BB is there on occasion. Avoid Impact, they seem to frown on heavy set/mature dudes. I still have to try Le Keler.

Part 2 When Josh joined Adam in the bathroom he told him to strip and get in the tub. Josh looked the shower over and told Adam “Turn your back towards the shower head and raise your arms over his head.” Josh reminded Adam that if he didn’t follow his instructions what would happen. Adam did as he was told as he felt the melt and heard the click of the handcuffs Josh used to secure him in that position. Adam was forced to stand there as Josh shaved all his body hair off. Josh started with his arm pits, then his chest hair was removed, followed by the hair on his arms then his legs. The last hair removed was his what little hair he had on his ass and the bush around his cock. All Adam sobbed quietly thinking about how he would explain this to his girlfriend as Josh shaved him down. Josh seemed to know what was running through Adam’s mind as he told him “After this week you won’t want to be with your girl ever again.” After Adam was shaved smooth Josh removed the handcuffs and told Adam to turn the water on in the shower. Once the water was a good temperature they got into the shower together. Once they were both cleaned off Josh turned off the water and the two naked men dried off and headed for the bedroom. Inside the bedroom Josh kissed Adam. His unwilling partner resisted at first before he was reminded of the consequences of not following directions before starting to get into the action. Josh then told Adam to get on the bed and wait for him as he grabbed something from his duffle bag and headed to the kitchen. Adam could hear water running as he was left to think about what was going on. He looks down at his hairless body knowing there was no way he’d ever be able to explain his lack of body hair to his girlfriend. After being gone for a week he knew she’d want to see him the night he returns from the camping trip. The hair wouldn’t grow back enough for a couple weeks and he wouldn’t be able to explain his hairless body. Josh returned to the bedroom with something in his hands that Adam couldn’t make out. Once Josh got closer he noticed that he had three insulin syringes. Two were filled with clear fluid and the third was empty. Josh also had 2 quick release tourniquets with him. He placed one on his left bicep and the second one on Adam’s upper arm. Adam pleaded with Josh not to do this as he was contemplating the consequences of doing whatever drug Josh had with him or going to jail. He knew he had no choice as he watched Josh take one of the filled syringes and stick it into his vein. Adam was mesmerized at the precision Josh used to draw a small amount of his blood before he emptied the contents into him. When Josh was done he released the tourniquet and Adam felt the drugs hit him hard. Adam coughed out hard as he felt his body become electrified and a horniness grown within him that he never knew before. As Adam rode his first rush, Josh put the tourniquet on Adams other arm. He then took the empty syringe and stuck in one of his own veins. Again Adam was mesmerized at the precision Josh used to draw back a good amount of his blood before he removed the needle and then stuck it into Adam and emptied the blood within the syringe as Josh told him that they were now blood brothers and would be together forever by the virus he was sharing. As Adam thought about what he was just told he had an idea of what Josh was indicating, Josh was HIV+ and so was he going to be from this point in his life. Josh then did the other syringe himself and removed his tourniquet coughing out as he rode his own rush. He climbed on top of Adam as the two kissed to which Adam was very more receptive to Josh’s advancements. Adam could feel Josh’s hard cock along his belly and although he was very horny, he was also very soft. Josh let Adam know that he knew from the moment that they met he was a bottom and that this day was going to cum where he would show Adam his true self. The two continued to kiss as Josh knew his blood carried his HIV DNA that was becoming part of Adam. It didn’t take long to get into Adam’s ass. Once Josh began to rim Adam, something he had never felt before, he knew he’s have Adam begging for his ass to be filled. Josh used his spit as lube as he worked his cock into Adams tight ass. Adam could do nothing but moan as he found new pleasure in the fucking he was getting. Josh looked down at Adam and asked how he liked getting fucked just like he used to do to his girlfriend. This statement humiliated Adam to the point of realizing that the statement Josh made to him was probably true. That he would never have sex with a woman again.

I thought I might explain for those who are curious as to why I've gone so long, and would ask. Short of it, I broke up with a guy who for revenge, tried to ruin me finacially a few years ago, then dated a woman which turned out to be a really bad relationship, between the two, I just lost interest in other people, easiest explanation. Plus, i'm still trying to rebuild finacial stability again. I just don't like to be involved with others if I'm not in a stable situation myself. So there you have it.