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I have been bicurious my entire life, but I was only ever really interested in girls until my early 20s. I always had a girlfriend, but when she and I split, I started exploring my curious side. I started watching gay porn, and soon I found myself more interested in guy on guy videos than with a woman involved. I never really acted on the impulse and probably pissed off a few guys on Grindr during my experiental stage, but I never did meet up with another man. It was just dirty talk and gay porn. One thing in particular though was bareback videos, I really enjoyed watching them. It was probably due to always wearing a condom with girlfriends and one night stands in the past, but getting fucked by another man looked so raw and risky that I found it extremely hot. I would watch some guy getting fucked on the screen by a group of guys, and always wondered what it would feel like to have cum shoot up my ass. Could I actually feel a man cumming inside me, or would it just get really wet? I desperately wanted to feel it, but after a quick and scary search on STIs on google, I knew I would probably never have the courage to actually go do it. That left having a relationship with a guy, but truthfully my gay feelings leaned more towards the more carnal side and I really didn’t want any of the baggage that comes with a relationship. One night I was jerking off watching a video showing a cum dripping hole getting bounded in a gangbang. Fuck it was hot, there were multiple men all jerking their cocks waiting to fuck this guy who had barely any time to breath around the cocks invading his mouth. I watched a hairy chub add his load to the others before navigating away fom the page, browsing through other videos, the more riskier the better. Finally my eyes fell upon a video called poz me up, and the thumbnail showed a guy with a biohazard tattoo. It was incredible, the perfect POV where the bottom was fiming, and the video started with the top fisting his cock making the bottom beg for his load. The top then spit on his cock and viciously rammed it inside the bottom’s ass and started thrusting deep. I jerked my cock furiously as I watched the video unfold. This young man, with his legs high in the air, moaned as he took the hung cock in his ass. The top started vocally anouncing he was about to cum and the bottom cried out begging for the charged load. I groaned as I shot cum all over my stomach watching the top’s cock suddenly have a white foaming coating that was growing with every thrust. I felt a rush of euphoria imaging myself holding the camera and I took some of my cum from my stomach and started smearing it on my hole. I pushed it inside with a finger as I watched the top slide his cock out. As I massaged my hole with my own cum, for a brief moment I admit, I wanted to take a charged load, I was jerking off almost constanly afterwards to bareback videos, always listening to the bottom’s moans as they were getting pounded, and one night I just had enough. I wanted to get fucked, and I was horny enough that I didn’t really care by whom, I just needed my cherry popped. After about 5 minutes on Grindr I signed out and I googled the city I was in, and gay entertainment. Almost immediately an advertisement came up for a sex party that was happening that night in the local bathhouse. I was intrigued, and GPS told me it was only about 15 miles away. I pulled out on the street, following the directions on my phone to the bathhouse, and about 10 minutes later I made the last turn onto the street. Driving past there were only regular store fronts, so I parked my vehicle on a side street and ducked around into the back alley. Sure enough I could see a number of men smoking in front of a nondescript doorway leading inside of a building. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked towards the doorway, turned the door knob, and stepped inside. There was a long staircase leading up which I ascended slowly feeling my hesititation building. As I got to the top, I came to a teller sitting behind a window next to a closed door on her phone. “$21 please.” he said boredom creeping around his voice. I quickly paid and stepped through the door, accepting a towel, combination to a locker, and a condom from the teller. I walked into the locker room, and quickly undressed. There were a couple of men hanging around, one completely naked and my eyes went to his semi erect cock. It looked to be around 7 inches, thick, and uncut. I wanted to go over there and suck it, but was nervous and decided to do some exploring first. The place was quite busy, and I could hear the sounds of sex coming from doorways as I walked down the hallway. Quick glances inside would show guys bent over getting pounded by other men, and their moans created a chorus as I walked past. This was really happening, I was in a bath house surrounded by gay men, and I was only wearing a towel. My cock already started to get hard in nervous anticipation. I could start to feel eyes upon me, and I swallowed my nervousness hoping I didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. I entered a main room full of men talking, it looked like a social area and I wondered how to break the ice. I have never been to this club, but judging from this crowd, tonight’s party seemed to have a large turn out. I started to turn towards the bar when saw a cock sticking out of the wall in an adjacent hallway full of guys. It was a big cut cock sticking out of a gloryhole awaiting attention, and now I couldn’t resist myself. I walked over, knelt down, took it into my mouth, and started sucking it eagerly. I rolled my tongue around its head before relaxing my throat and taking as much of it as I could before gagging. I coughed a little and refocussed on its head, sucking its tip feeling the owner flinch at the sensation. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and I started stroking as I knew I liked it while my mouth focused on its head. Suddenly I felt hands on the back of my head pushing me deeper onto the cock and I fought the urge to gag. The cock started thrusting down my throat, and I was held in place by whoever was behind me. Soon I could hear the guy grunt on the other side of the wall and his cock swelled in my mouth. He thrust it forward and started pouring cum straight down the back of my throat. I had only tasted my own cum before, and this man’s was no different. A slightly salty and coppery taste, but delicious nonetheless. Mercifully the hands left the back of my head and I was able to back away from the gloryhole, slipping the cock out of my mouth feeling it drain cum in my mouth as I withdrew. “You’re a good little cocksucker aren’t you?” a guy said walking up to me and jerking his cock. My first taste to cum made me want it even more, and I could feel my cock straining beneath my towel. I opened my mouth showing him the cum left in my mouth before swallowing it, “I do want more.” I informed him. His answer was to take me by the back of the head and feed his cock into my mouth. I let him face fuck me till I put my hand on his shaft and start stroking him and swirling my tongue over its tip. Another guy came up to my left presenting his cock, and I took it in my other hand while I continued to suck the first man. I alternated my mouth to the newcomer’s cock and felt someone pull my towel away, and a finger started probing my ass. I obediently spread my legs and came up of my knees presenting my hole to the stranger, and he massaged it while pushing against my sphincter causing a little bit of pain. “You’re tight.” came his voice from behind me. I took a cock out of my mouth long enough to mumble back, “I’ve never been fucked before.” “Virgin bottom?” the guy who’s dick I was sucking on asked, “I take it you’re here to change that?” “Mmm hmm...” I said around his cock in my mouth as butterflies started to form in my stomach. “Lets go then.” he said and he took his cock out of my mouth and started walking further down the hallway. I followed him, weaving around the gathered men, and nervously stared at his nude backside suddenly realizing I had left my condom back at the gloryhole. It didnt look like he had one either, and I suddenly felt certain he was planning on not wearing one. Holy fuck this was risky, but my nervousness was also lined with anticipation, I wanted this bad, and I stayed close to him as he turned a corner and opened a door. He led me into a room that had a bed in the corner and a sex swing in the middle. He started to push me towards the bed before stopping. “You wanna try the swing tonight?” I felt a quiver of fear move up my spine. Random men, complete strangers, was this what I truly wanted? If he put me in the swing more men might fuck me, and my mind went to one of the many gay porn videos I had watched. The good little bottom in the swing, the top who’s fucking him, I had jerked off imagining myself in this exact position, and right now the rush I was pulling me past the point of reason. Whatever would speed his cock inside of me was okay with me. “Sure.” I replied after a few seconds’ pause. “Okay lets put you in then.” It was a little awkward at first, but soon I was lying back in a swing with my feet up and my ass presented. He tied my hands to my feet which concerned me but soon I stopped caring after he knelt down front of me and started licking my asshole. The sensation of his tongue rimming me was amazing, and slowly but surely he was able to squeeze one, then two fingers inside around his tongue’s attention. I could see him jerking his cock and soon it was rock hard. He took some lube and smeared it on my ass and his cock before probing my hole with its head. And then it happened, with no condom on, and no protest from me, a stranger slid his bare cock into my ass. I could feel a bit of pain as my hole fought its entry, but little by little I could feel it slide in with each push he made. Soon though the pain started to subside and I felt my asshole relax. He started to fuck me deeper and deeper, the swing providing no resistance to his thrusts. Involuntary gasps, grunts, and moans started escaping my lips as I could feel his cock invading me. I decided to squeeze his cock with my sphicter, and he grunted in respnonse and started to pound into me harder. The sensations I could feel were amazing, and and were heightened even more so by seeing his bare cock thrusting into me. It felt so wrong, and [banned word], and i was revelled in the debauchery. I didn’t even know this guy’s name who was fucking me right now, yet I wanted to feel his cock erupt in my ass. By his pace he was close, so I moaned out. “Cum in my ass, breed my fucking hole.” He grunted through clenched teeth and thrust all the way inside of me. I could feel his body tense and suddenly an intense warmth started flooding my bowels. I could feel his cock spasming and I moaned in pure ecstasy, revelling in as much sensation as I could. I felt so full and sated, and the warmth seemed to course through my whole ass. I had my eyes closed when I felt him pull his softening cock out of me and I was about to say something to him when suddenly I felt a different pair if hands grab my legs and a narrower and smaller cock slid into my cum leaking hole. I opened my eyes and saw that a skinny guy with tattoos and pierced nipples was now fucking me. I looked around and realized the room was suddenly filling with guys. An orgy of sorts was breaking out on the bed across the room, but it looked like the sex swing was soon the main attraction as I saw guys watching stroking their cocks. I couldn’t believe how distracted I had been but I guess my moans had garnished attention from the hallway through the open door. Suddenly a cock was thrust into my mouth and I knew I was about to be the cumdump I had seen in many gay porn videos. I knew I had made a mistake, but I was also pretty helpless to stop what was coming. I had let the first man bound my hands, and there was nothing to stop all these men from fucking me. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny I was thrilled at the same time. That sense of freedom I had felt before watching that pozzing video flooded back into me. There will be a later, but right now the reckless act I was partaking in was unbelievably hot. I moaned and closed my eyes focussing on the cock that was in my mouth and not the big group of men who were about to have their way with me. Soon enough I heard the tattooed guy grunt and thrust forward and shoot his load into me too. I couldn’t feel his cum spraying my bowels that time, but I could definitely feel how much was now inside my ass. A guy I had been sucking took his place at my hole, and another cock replaced him at my mouth. He was a muscular white jock with a big dick and he was jerking his cock furiously. He came up to my hole and started to shoot his load all over it before pushing his erupting cock inside and fucking me. I could feel his cock spasming during his thrusts, and when he pulled out he walked back to me and made me suck his cock again rubbing its juices across the other two cocks already at my mouth. It seemed to be completely drenched in cum, and I could barely taste any trace of my ass as I cleaned all 3 cocks with my tongue. When the next man replaced him, a heavyset man wearing a wedding band, he was able to slide his medium sized cock in without any real resistance. He fucked me in fast strokes, his hairy belly rubbing on my cock with each thrust. He was breathing hard by the time he buried his splurting cock in my ass, and called he called me a ‘dirty little cum slut’ as he emptied his balls. What had diverted most of my attention during that time though was the cock that had been thrust in my face. I had tried and failed to deepthroat it, and I felt a fair amount of apprehension when it left my mouth after the married man had finished cumming in my ass. It was attached to a large muscular black man, and it had to be over 10 inches uncut and thick. He lined up with my hole and without remorse or concern grabbed my thighs and buried his elephant cock in my ass. I cried out as it felt like I was being ripped apart inside, and he fucked me harder and more brutal with each thrust he made. The pain suddenly turned to incredible pleasure when he changed his angle, and his cock started hitting a spot deep in my ass causing my moans to exho throughout the room. All the attention I had been giving to the cocks in my face ended, and I could only spasm in ecstasy while being impaled on this monster cock. He started making loud grunting noises with each thrust he made, and his cock kept hitting that area creating a pressure deep in my ass that I could feel reaching towards a climax. Soon it became more than I could take, and I moaned loudly, eyes bulging wide as I felt my body release. Soon my cock started spewing cum all over my stomach and in my throes my ass squeezed his cock, which felt like it was all the way up into my throat. His he started to pound me harder, viciously ramming his cock in my ass before grunting loudly and flooding his cum inside me. It felt like forever that he kept pumping into me before he was sated, afterwhich he ripped his cock out of my stretched and abused hole and turned around. Dazed, I stared blankly at his muscled back as he walked out of the room, and I could feel a thick wad of cum leak out of my ass and drop onto the floor. My body, still reeling from his monster cock, was given a reprieve when the next man left my mouth and thrust his skinny cock into my ass. It almost didnt register but slowly I felt my hole constricting to this new cock size and my mind could focus on my surroundings again. More men seemed to be coming in and checking out this room, and stealing glances when I could at the bed, it seemed there was another very vocal bottom who was also collecting loads that night too. My view though was quickly obscured when another cock was thrust into my face awaiting my attention. I closed my eyes and emptied my head of thoughts, and time started to blur. For the next half hour or so I lost count of the number of loads I took, but soon I offered no resistance and was simply a hole for the men to blow their loads into. I would stare blankly at the guy attached to the next cock fucking me and I’d clench my sphicter randomly which seemed to always make them cum faster. I was still enjoying each load I took, but this was turning into a marathon and I wanted to do anything to shorten the line of cocks still waiting their turn. Finally, after I was covered in sweat, and almost shaking, the last man pulled his spent cock from my mouth and his load pooled on my tongue. After all the cocks that night, cum had lost its taste, and I swallowed it almost on reflex. I closed my eyes enjoying the break I had earned, and remained motionless as I listened to the man walk out the door. My head was buzzing and my ass felt swollen and sore. I did a test push with my sphincter and felt more cum leak out of it. How many loads did I take? I honestly couldn’t remember. Once the dizziness subsided, I looked around. I was still in the swing and pondering how to get out when I saw another man enter and close the door behind him. He was a tall, skinny man in his late 40s or so, and he grabbed my head and stuck his pierced cock into my mouth. I sucked it feeling it start to grow to its full 7 inches and marvelled at how thick of a gauge his PA was as my tongue explored it. It was a big metal barbell with a sharp pointed head on it, and I could feel it rub heavily on my tongue as he throat fucked me. My eyes however were drawn to something on his stomach below his naval; I could see he had a biohazard tattoo. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked around inspecting all the of cum that had accumulated on the dark floor under my presented asshole. “Well isn’t this an interesting scenario?” He smirked, jerking his cock. “you couldn’t stop me if you wanted to.” Hanging in the swing with my legs in the air and my hands tied, I didn’t seem to be in a position to argue. “You’re POZ.” I said more to myself than to him. “Think I’m the first one?” he asked “But yes I’m highly virulent.” ”What does that mean?” ”It means take I take no meds, my seed is as toxic as they come.” He almost boasted I shuddered, reality setting in. This was that one video I had jerked off to incarnated, and that same feeling of curiosity returned. If what he said was true anyways, I may already had been fucked by someone else who had HIV, but this was affirmation with someone who revelled in the fact. It terrified me, but still I felt my cock twitch. This was a, ‘left turn down a dead end alley at 90 miles an hour‘ move, but somehow I couldn’t deny, that at this very moment, I wanted it. To get fucked by such a man was insanity, yet despite my best judgment, I felt like I was already past the precipice. His cock seemed like the abyss, and I was already inside, so what was the point of stopping now? Christ what was I saying, this is insane! The whole situation was already surreal, I had been fucked already by so many random strangers, I had to admit I was already past the brink. And now, if I took his poz load, I’d never feel such a rush again in my life. “.....Okay.” I said in a quiet voice. ”You’re sure?” He asked “Yes.” I said eyeing the tattoo. “Then get me hard again then you little slut.” He said putting his cock back in my mouth. I sucked it and I felt a sense of fear hit me as I felt his cock stiffen fully in my mouth. His thick piercing made me think about its sharp head inside me and what damage it could do. This was insane, and I felt a quiver of fear when he pulled out of my mouth walked around and pointed his bare cock at my hole. It was at that point I changed my mind, holy fuck theres no way, and I opened my mouth to tell him to stop. My words however died on my tongue when I cried out instead from the intense pain of his piercing sliding into my ass. The sensation I felt made me think of that big black bull who felt like he tore me up inside; this guy’s cock, though smaller, was on fire. I could feel his piercing acutely spreading the burning up my ass with each stroke he made before mercifully I felt his balls slap my ass as he bottomed out. He began fucking me in short fast strokes and the pain thankfully subsided to a dull ache as he built a rhythm. A part of me was screaming inside, but I knew it was far too late to go back now. I watched in morbid curiousity as his cock slid in and out of my ass, and his tattoo flexed with his thrusts. I felt his rhythm increase and I saw the same expression on his face I had seen on many men’s faces that night as they approached their climax. A rush of euphoria hit me and suddenly a sense of recklessness asended. I found myself clenching my ass despite the pain it caused. I wanted it, fuck the consequences, I wanted him to shoot his dirty seed inside me. I never felt so raw in my life, and I moaned as I felt his cock swell. My ass felt like it was on fire, his piercing tearing me up inside, but all I could think of was the load I wanted to take. “Oh fuck... oh please, cum inside me.” I moaned out. ”You want it don’t you, you want my load of HIV.” He mocked as he rammed his cock harder sending a juddering of pain from his piercing. ”Yes give it to me, I want it deep.” I couldn’t even believe what I was saying, every nerve ending was on fire, my brain was euphoric, I couldn’t even register what I was saying, I just wanted him to shoot his dirty seed in me, my whole body was tensed in anticipation. He buried his cock, I gritted my teeth against the fresh searing of pain as his piercing dug into my flesh. “Take that poz cum faggot!!” I moaned as I felt his cock erupt deep in my ass. Despite all the other loads in there, I could feel his first volley shoot into me. It seemed to burn into my bowels and I let out a startled gasp at the sensation. I stared transfixed at his biohazard tattoo on his stomach in mute horror at what was getting fucked into me; this was no video, there was no actors, this was real life, and a guy with HIV was breeding my ass. I could feel my body quiver in reaction to every thrust he made, and the sting of his poisonous cum I could still feel shooting into me. I moaned as he slowly pulled out after he finished grunting, and he squeezed his cock, milking every last drop into my ass while he withdrew. I could feel his piercing raking its way out of my ravaged asshole, and it was throbbing when it finally left. I felt a twinge of guilt and horror as my whole ass felt corrupted, and I could see blood stains were left on the white towel he used to clean himself up afterwards. He left without offering another word other than a parting “Enjoy” as he walked out the door... Two more guys emptied their loads into me by the time one was nice enough to help me off the swing. I didn’t say anything to them about that POZ load I took before, and my brain morbidly wanted more cum to somehow dilute it. I hit the showers and washed every part of my body. I could feel cum rolling down my leg and I tried to push out as much as possible. Man did my ass hurt, and I needed to go home and away from this place. I left, got into my car, and drove back towards my house and reality. It’s been a couple weeks since the bathhouse, and I actually decided to write this while taking a few days off work. Wasn’t feeling too well this morning, bit of a flu seems like…

Was talking online to this Indian guy who asked if I liked groups and wanted me to come by while he was working yesterday to get fucked. Wanting to get in some fun before it was supposed to snowstorm in Atlanta today, I said yes. I headed over right at noon per his request to what I found was a small cleaners in a neighborhood shopping strip. I had some shirts that needed laundered so I entered the store with them not sure if I was in the right place or not. I got my laundry ticket and then the guy behind the counter smiled and rubbed his crotch to let me know I was in the right spot. He wasted no time turning off the counter lights and locking the front door as he guided me into the back. I was surprised to find two other employees in the back area with their pants down showing hard uncut cocks. I quickly stripped and got on my knees and sucked both hard cocks as I felt lube being applied to my ass from the third. They wasted no time alternating fucking my mouth and ass for the next hour eventually turning me on my back with my legs in the air getting pounded for over an hour til all three had dumped loads in my ass and left me to clean myself up as they secured the business. I reached in my pocket for the laundry receipt knowing I would be back soon...

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Hi guys, I'm new here and would love to share. I got my last load 2 days ago. I was at the store when I saw this guy checking me out. I look and act super straight. He recognized me from some pics I posted on an amateur site, two years ago. I was outside the store and he approached me and said he thinks he knows me from someplace. We talked a minute or so, then he pulls his phone out and shows me my pics, I was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do. We talked a few more minutes and he invited to his house. I went home and showered and when I got to his place he was wearing nothing, I couldn't believe the size of his cock! It was a fascinating 9.5 inches when hard and it was a beautiful 6 inches soft when he opened the door. I knew what to do right away, the door closed, my clothes came off and he was in my mouth. We slowly made it to the bedroom, I swear he ate my ass for twenty minutes before he rolled me on my back and slowly crawled up me. Neither of us said a word, I just looked into his eyes and kept nodding yes as he got closer, he leaned in and started kissing, that was when my ass caught on fire. He pressed that lovely lubed cock against my hole and just kept grinding until I opened up and he eased inside, bliss! We made out and he fucked me nice and slow until he was all the way in, balls deep, that's when I just melted. He fucked me so passionately, then held my face with both hands while he kissed me and I felt his dick pulsing, oh I've only felt that twice before, it was so sexy. He came inside me so deep. I loved it, that was the first of 4 loads he put inside me, I went home happy and leaking his cum. We're gonna hookup again tomorrow night and I can't wait!!

Planned a layover in Atlanta Sunday night and went to Flex. Only large room available was the sling room so I got it. Walked around wearing only a harness and chastity cage, no towel. Only wore the jockstrap when ass up on the bed and didn't when in the sling. Between being anon ass up face down with blindfold on the bed and blindfolded in the sling in the room I took 16 loads. Some guys dropped 2 loads in me. While walking the hallway I saw this tall, muscular slightly beefy Latino in his mid to late 20s I guess. Hot! Figured he would blow me off and keep going. A little small chat and as I reached for his dick under his towel he pulled it out. I dropped to my knees and started sucking him in the hallway. I then said I have a room if he wants to go. Luckily it was right behind us. He said yes and we went. He laid on his back and I started sucking him. As he got hard he asked if I wanted to ride him. I didn't hesitate to slide down on him raw. I rode him for a bit then he started fucking me. After a short while I started riding him again and he said he was about to cum. When I thought he was about to cum I came down on him and held him inside as he shot his load in me. I collapsed on top of him and we started to kiss and make out for a short while. Both of us sweating. Set a new best taking 17 loads in one night. Previously had taken 15 loads at Flex before New Years and 15 once before at Crew Club in DC. Pic below is of the Latino guy and myself.

Having issues with pipes in my home leaking, and have been using a friends place to shower. Yesterday he wasn't home, and I decided to go to the local truck stop and use theirs I was hoping to have some fun while there and started browsing Grindr. Within a minute a trucker hit me up and said was looking for some ass in his truck. I one upped him and said I was there to get a shower, and needed someone to wash my back! He said he'd do more than wash it, and sent a fully nude pic of him. He wasn't the best looking trucker, but it was his 7-8 beer can cock that got my attention! Sent him my shower stall number, and he was there in a flash! Wasted no time. Was very verbal , which I love. Pulled his cock out and just said get to work boy! Wasn't long before I tasted precut and I said put that load where it belongs, not down my throat! Fortunately I brought some lube as he was one of the thickest cocks I've taken. Didn't take him long to seed me. He suggested I finish shower but not get dressed if I wanted another trucker in me. Well hell yes I did! After a few minutes he returned with a BBC trucker buddy. He wasn't nearly as thick, but I'd say probably 10 inches. The first trucker said he wanted to feed my throat as his buddy seeded me. Got spit roasted and both came at the same time! Needless to say I won't be using my friends shower much anymore!

Part 30 - Christmas Festivities Begin Christmas Eve was to fall on a Friday this year which meant the festivities would start on Wednesday with the royal family attending mass at 5pm to mark the start of the Christmas holidays. Thursday evening was see the main even of the year, the Royal Christmas Ball, the first hour of which was televised to the nation since this was an event where members of the public were invited by ballot. In essence it was a celebration of Monrovia and its people, a total of 100 guests from all walks of life were invited along with nobility and government officials. From midday on Christmas Eve the country observed four days holiday where everything was closed, so special was Christmas to the Monrovians that even the airport shut it doors for two days where no flights were permitted to land or take off, the last flight departing on Christmas Eve at 5pm bound for London. For the royal family it meant their Christmas was spent in relative peace except for the usual party for the household staff and their families on Christmas Eve afternoon. It was the royal families way of expressing their appreciation, the party always starts at 3pm with drinks and games then a sumptuous buffet at 5pm served in the state dining room followed by music and games that continued on until late. Like Greenacres where protocol was relaxed, from 3pm it was forbidden unless exceptional circumstances intervened to use the words majesty, highness or even bow and curtsey. Early January would bring Alex's birthday on the 10th and this would be his 21st birthday marking his official coming of age in royalty terms. It also held one other significant meaning, the trust fund from his grand father's estate would officially be passed down to him. For Alex it was his last milestone in royal life, a big celebratory masquerade ball was to be held on the evening of his birthday and a national holiday had already been decreed by the government. His popularity since taking on royal engagements and his active involvement in charity work had increased and was now in as much demand as his brother drawing ever larger crowds where ever he was attending engagements. Since the footage of Alex chatting happily to shoppers a few weeks ago had gone viral, it was unknown to him that he had become quite the royal sensation spotlighting Monrovia and the royal family. Alden and Alex had quickly become known as to the two most desired singles on the royal market, however, the intrigue surrounding Prince Alexander and who he was seen with was what the press was hungry for and more interested in. Speculation was rife with who he should be matched up with in the celebrity world, one magazine even ran a matchmaking series of stories detailing who and why they would be a match in heaven for Prince Alexander. Tuesday morning had started out okay as far as Max was concerned and he was busy for most of the morning selling art and sorting out Asa's next gallery open night for late January. Part of him was intrigued about Asa accepting a commission to paint Prince Alexander's portrait for his 21st birthday, it was either that or jealousy that Asa would be seeing Alex. Sitting back down at his desk the words his mother spoke to him played over in his head as they had done every time he saw a picture of Alex. Opening the browser on his laptop he only had to type the letters PR for the search history to reveal the latest news on the person he was seeking. The picture of a happy prince attending the ballet with his family and in the background was that same man, that fashion designer who seemed to be appearing in a lot of pictures where Alex was concerned, there was one video he had missed previously that had been viewed 87 million times. Intrigue had Max clicking on it to watch as someone had posted a video of Prince Alexander out Christmas shopping, the video showed the Alex who Max really knew, he was really genuine and kind to everyone who came up to him. Once it finished he read some of the comments until he saw one from a person in Monrovia 'Royalty doesn't come better than Prince Alexander and his family, so funny and normal he is our lovely prince and proud of him'. This morning he had picked up another copy of Bonjour magazine after hearing about the articles being written on Alex. It amused him no end reading about the what the magazine thought they knew of the prince and who he could be matched with, in truth they knew very little. Alex was one prince who sat under the radar as far as his personal life was concerned. Max couldn't help but smile looking at the pictures of Alex until he was interrupted by Asa appearing in art gallery. He walked over to Max's desk and coughed to get his attention noticing he was miles away. "Asa, hi" Max said not even bothering to close the browser or magazine. "You are still reading up on him then" Asa remarked sitting opposite Alex. Max nodded "Come on get it out whatever you have to say" he said looking at Asa who shrugged. Max turned the laptop around "Seems this Josh person is in all the photos" he said. "So what!" Asa replied studying the picture and looking at other ones, "There is nothing there". Max turned it back round to face him "What do you mean?" he asked looking at the pictures. "They might be sexing each other but there is no love there" Asa informed him confidently. Max looked at him "But he as gone out in public with him, a sure sign" he said. "Nah, there is no love between them" Asa added like he knew the prince intimately. Max chuckled "When did you become such an expert?" he asked. "Body language and they never seem to be looking in to each others eyes" Asa replied sitting back. There was a momentary silence, "Anyway when you two are together it is obvious" Asa now said. "You are sniffing to much paint cleaner again" Max replied jokingly with his gaze fixed on Alex. "I am off to Monrovia on the 4th of Jan" Asa informed Max who looked up. "Well say hello to him for me" Max said closing the laptop lid to focus on Asa. "If you don't go and get him Max I will bed him!" Asa said making his intention clear. Max smirked "You really are sniffing paint cleaner!" he replied, "A prince would not like me just turning up". "How do you know?" Asa asked, "He is in love with you and you turned him down dick head". Max sighed "What do you want Asa?" he asked trying to get off the subject of Alex for once. "To take you for lunch and talk about my next gallery opening" Asa replied standing up. Asa glanced at Max "So how much time are you spending searching him on line?" he asked. Max gave up "Way too much, seeing him in videos doing his royal bit, he is amazing". Max smiled standing up and they walked across the road to a small bistro for lunch. They talked extensively for an hour before Asa returned to the subject of Max, without flowering his words he came straight to the point over and over telling Max how much of an idiot he was being. Countering every argument that Max could throw at him and leaving him feeling defeated and truly berated over his actions that had no real foundation. "Even I am in love with you and I know I can't compete against him" Asa said paying the bill. Max sat back and tried smiling "You just want sex Asa, that is not enough for me" he replied. "Seriously! See you even underestimate my interest in you" Asa replied looking seriously at him. "We are way past that Asa,." Max said watching Asa who nodded then smiled, "Anyway you are to sexually aggressive for me". "I know" Asa said laughing and leant forward holding Max's hand, "You love him Max, please go and get him". Max threw his hands up admitting defeat "So you will?" Asa asked standing and putting his coat on. "I am not saying I will, I need to think, be completely sure" Max replied standing. Asa rolled his eyes "Man you are such a pole at times Max, think about your happiness for once". Returning to his desk that afternoon Max searched for return flights to Victoria noticing that that last one back was on the 24th at 5pm then nothing until 27th. He took a look around the art gallery then got his credit card out and booked a flight out tomorrow morning at 10am and returning on the 24th. He had not even bothered checking with David the gallery owner before booking them, it didn't matter since they were cheap flights so he could make his mind up in the morning. He was sweating from anxiety and unsure how he would even find Alex or even get near to him. It had been a busy afternoon for Alex attending the Royal Institute of Science and Technology to hear about latest innovations and he yawned as the car pulled up to the palace with Liam by his side. "You coming to the gym?" Alex asked as the footman opened the door bowing. "No I have to go out" Liam replied, "Just take it easy you look exhausted". "I will" Alex promised as they walked in to the palace. Alex couldn't be bothered to work out and decided on a swim and steam instead. The gym area was quiet and Alex went to the pool and swam for half an hour then checking it was quiet still he stripped naked chuckling to himself and went in to the steam room. Oblivious to the other person laying on their back in silence. Alex sat down a made a sighing sound as the heat penetrated around his body. He heard a noise and was about to turn to see who it was but they were quick and kissed him full on, his hands roamed up along the arms holding him and feeling the muscles he knew exactly who it was. He body suddenly started rising in the air as the kissing intensified and finding himself laid on his back as his legs were forcibly pushed up around those familiar thighs. Without a word spoken Alex moaned in to the mouth locked on to him, his hole being forced apart as the cock pushed in penetrating him to the core in one slick movement. With not time to adjust himself the hips started slamming against his arse with a steady force pushing Alex up along the bench. He tried raising his head only to find the muscular arm slipped behind his neck and held him firmly in place keeping their mouths locked. Alex started responding kissing him back with subtle aggression as his body reacted to the cock inside him. Without missing a beat the pace quickened with every thrust, faster and faster it got. Alex wanted to moan loudly but he was lost in the kissing, his whole body rippled form the force of the thrusting hitting against him, only his head remained perfectly still locked in the kiss. The body above him stretched going taught breaking the kiss and several painful deep penetrating thrusts were delivered announcing the orgasm , the arm pulled Alex's head in to the crook of the neck as the orgasm peeked. Alex clasped his arms around the body holding it down on to him. The surprise sex had resulted in a prince of putty, his legs wrapped tightly around the waist wanting to stay in this position. He felt the kisses across his forehead, cheek and mouth again "Happy Christmas" Liam said. Alex chuckled "Happy Christmas" he replied kissing him deeply, "God I miss this" he added. Liam smiled "It hasn't been that long" he said looking down at his prince. Alex ran his hands along the familiar body "Lie to me again and I will withhold sex" he said. Liam let go and stood up "I would like to see how long you can resist!" he exclaimed. "Is that it?" Alex asked looking at him through the steam, "You are going now?". Liam sat by Alex "This is getting too comfortable Alex..." he started saying. "Are you breaking up with me?" Alex asked sitting up with a worried look. "Not as such. I feel like I am taking advantage of you sometimes for my pleasure" Liam replied. Alex shook his head "Do not do this Liam" he pleaded, "You mean the world to me". "Alex I am not going anywhere, maybe we should cool the sex thing down a bit" Liam explained. Alex stared at him "I am worried that I will be the one who falls in love" Liam said openly. "No, it will not happen Liam" Alex said immediately, "I don't love you so it won't happen". Liam smiled stroking Alex's leg "Does Polly know about us?" Alex asked. Liam was silent for a moment "Yes, she knows and kind of understands" he replied. Alex looked down slowly shaking his head "And where does that leave us?" he asked. Liam kissed him on the head "You and I will always be close Alex and I am here for you". Alex ran his fingers down Liam's face "So now you have to be the one to promise not to fall in love". Liam nodded and looked Alex in the eye, no matter how hard he fought against it he was still drawn to his prince. Liam moved closer and softly kissed Alex on the mouth several times before they seamlessly attached themselves to each other and kissed for several minutes until Alex moved and knelt in front of him. Kissing his neck and chest he moved sensually lower down the muscular torso, his chin hitting the erect cock of his protection officer. Alex closed his eyes softly and slowly ran his tongue along the shaft until he reach the tip then sank his mouth around and down the length of the cock. He heard Liam moan above him as his hands gripped the sides and Alex's head guiding him at a steady pace. Liam unable to resist and so turned on allowed Alex to pleasure him until he orgasmed again and Alex spluttered as his mouth filled with cum. Alex swallowed then continued gently sucking away until the cock began to soften, raising himself up he kissed Liam. Alex leaned back and smirked "If you try and break up with me I will ruin your life!" he said. Liam chuckled seeing Alex was joking "Dirty cock sucker" he said kissing him aggressively. Alex pushed him away "Stop doing that or I will need fucking again" he said laughing. Liam stood up "Now I really do have to go out Alex" he said picking his towel up. "Liam!" Alex called after him, "You and I, we are okay aren't we?" he asked looking worried. Liam smiled "Of course Alex" he replied, "I serve to protect and care for you" he added. Liam walked out of the steam room leaving Alex there who giggled away to himself in his post sex euphoria. Liam walked back to his quarters to change, in his head stopping this seemed so easy, in reality Alex just did something to him that he couldn't put his finger on. Thankfully he had been honest with Polly about his assignations with the prince, although shocked at first she realised that it was either a case of losing Liam or accepting it. Once she understood the truth behind it after Liam had told her he had the king's blessing she was comfortable with it. That evening Max tried to sleep and kept looking at his small packed suitcase. He was about to take a step in to the unknown that had no definitive conclusion or end, he had to try and find Alex and get to him before he broke himself. Even whilst packing he was unsure if he was doing the right thing and if he even got to speak to Alex would he be willing to accept Max in his life after he ran away from it. He knew what he needed to do and finally after making his decision he slept until 7am then slipped out leaving a note telling his parents he was going away for a few days to think things through properly. His last few tasks was to phone his boss telling him was out and would return to work on the 27th then texting Gareth to let him know he was going away using the same excuse that he needed some alone time to think and get his head in order. Checked in he wandered around Heathrow that was busy with thousands of passengers heading off for Christmas. The airport doing it's best to get in the Christmas spirit and catch passengers attention as they waited for flights to spend money in the shops. Fortunately Max didn't have long to wait at the airport since he knew if he sat down for a minute he would start over thinking his plan and probably back out. Once he boarded the flight to Victoria he could tell Christmas was coming as the cabin crew were wearing Santa hats. He took his seat on the aisle sitting next to a lady in her 30's he guessed and listening to music on her headphones, she looked up and smiled acknowledging him. The one thing Max never even thought to do was was checking what the weather was like and was shocked to see the seat back video displaying the current weather in Victoria as snowing and minus two degrees. There was no way he had enough clothing for that sort of weather and started fretting that he would need to go clothes shopping as soon as he landed. The lady next to him dozed for the first few hours until the announcement was made that they were starting the descent to Victoria. Pulling her seat upright she glanced over at Max who still had a worried look on his face. "Are you feeling alright?" she asked, "Only you look a little worried or anxious". Max nodded "Yes I am fine, sorry I have a lot going on in my head that I am unscrambling". She smiled "You here for Christmas?" she asked him as the plane engines decreased power. "Probably coming back on Friday, just a quick visit" Max informed her. "Shame you are not staying, Christmas is magical and a big celebration here" she informed him. "Celebration?" Max asked looking at her. "Oh yes, the royal family attend a mass a 5pm today to mark the start of Christmas" she said. Max suddenly had interest in the lady next to him "Right, so where do they do that?" he asked. She laughed "The cathedral on Balenciaga plaza of course". "And the royal family?" Max now asked, "I mean what are they like?". "Well loved and respected in many ways, course the youngest prince is gay" she informed him. "Really?" Max asked quietly amused, "Does it matter. That he is gay?". "Not at all, in fact every one pays a bit more interest in Prince Alexander's life now" she replied. Max smiled "Why is that, because he is gay?" he asked. She chuckled, "Everyone is guessing who he would partner with" she said opening a magazine. "Is that him?" Max asked feigning he had never known the prince. "Yes, but people focus more on his protection officer, he is dam hot!" she said giggling away. Max smiled reading the article "They do seem to be liked in Monrovia". She nodded "And Prince Alexander is very popular, always stops and talks to people when shopping". "He goes shopping?" Max asked remembering the video but curious if it was a one off. "Yes every year, is the royal families normality that people love, but they still have their regal air about them" she added. Max laughed "Normal?" he asked jovially, "Royalty is no where near normal". She smiled "Yes I know what you mean. Our royal family are very in touch with real life though and their country". He studied the picture carefully "And who is this in the picture?" he asked pointing to a lady. "Princess Marie, the king's sister who stepped back from royal life" she informed Max. Max raised an eyebrow "Married her protection officer causing a bit of a scandal" she went on to explain. "Because he was not royalty?" Max asked looking up at her. "No" she shook her head, "It was her stepping away from royal duty, government asked for her title to be removed". Max nodded "The dowager queen waded in, said she was still royalty and was to retain it". "She is the king's mother right?" Max asked looking at the formidable woman. "Yes, the king was under pressure to remove it then reached a compromise on her husband's title" she said. Max nodded again listening intently "He became a Duke whilst she retained her title" she finished. Her words echoed in Max's ears as the seat belt chime went off, he couldn't help wondering if fate was going to bring Alex the same challenge if they got together. Max fastened his seat belt and could see nothing from his seat out of the window except the cloud base they were flying through. Suddenly the plane descended and cleared the clouds as the landing gear rumbled from its housing being deployed. Max could now make out the blanket of snow covering as far as his eyes could see. The plane landed quite hard on the runway ensuring the brakes engaged quickly due to the continuing snowfall outside. Disembarking Max could see what the lady had meant about Christmas being a big celebration in Monrovia, the airport was completely festooned. The gate agents all wore tinsel and Santa hats, in fact everywhere you looked people had Christmas jumpers on and then he saw it in the arrivals hall. A large picture of the royal family wearing Christmas jumpers with a huge tree behind them and the words 'Happy Christmas from our family to yours'. Even looking at the life size poster of Alex made his heart skip a beat and he knew the decision to come and find him was right. It was just how to find him that kept fogging his brain, perhaps stand outside the palace until Alex saw him. During the entire train journey he was playing over what he would say if he saw him until he arrived at Victoria's central station, luckily he had got a room in the only hotel on Balenciaga plaza remembering that it was a short walk to the palace from his short trip here a few years ago. Standing outside the station it was only a short stroll to the plaza but it was snowing heavily now so he grabbed a taxi and by 2.30pm he was checked in to the hotel and inside his room overlooking the plaza. Having purchased a warmer coat at the airport along with gloves and hat he was much better prepared, even the sight of the plaza covered in snow with Christmas trees and lights was enough to lift his spirit. Undoubtedly there was a magical feeling everywhere about Christmas, that and it was snowing seemed to make the whole thing perfect in Max's eyes. Alex sat in the family lounge talking with Alden and watching the snow falling, the log fire burning away gave off the pine cone aroma filling the room with a very Christmas smell. The two princes were so relaxed and happy to be together alone in each others company which was becoming a rare thing now Alex had started public engagements. "Are you coming tonight?" Alex asked pouring a cup of tea for Alden and himself. "Not sure, it is all your buddies" Alden replied using air quotes and giggling. "Come on, Francis and Jackson are coming" Alex informed him. Alden took his cup of tea "Thanks bro, of course I will come, who else is coming?" he now asked. "Liam, Artem, Marty, Tom and my new friend Josh" Alex replied putting the teapot down. "Josh" Alden cooed softly, "Are you and him going to hitch up?" he asked keeping it casual. Alex shook his head "No, there is nothing romantic between us" he replied happily. Alden looked at him seriously for a second "Are you still angry about Jackson?" he asked. "Furious with you!" Alex exclaimed then smiled, "No. I mean I have Artem now". "And have you?" Alden asked grinning. Alex chuckled "Certainly not, the guy is so straight he doesn't bend" he said bluntly. "Sorry I interfered with Jackson bro" Alden now said putting his tea cup down. Alex nodded "You did what you did for the crown. He helped me you know" he said smiling. Alden looked at him "Helped me discover who I am" Alex replied, "Then Max came along". As soon as spoke the words his expression and mood changed "Alex get over him" Alden said. "I can't Max, I know he broke my heart in London but he flicks all the switches inside me" Alex said sadly. "Stop thinking about him and move on, find someone who accepts who you are" Alden advised. Alex sat back resting his head against Alden's shoulder "I have tried Alden, really I have". Alden put his cup down "Maybe you should talk with Auntie Marie tomorrow when she arrives". "Yes I could do, she knows best how to handle these situations" Alex agreed. "Your royal highnesses, it is time to prepare for the mass" the footman reminded them. They both downed their tea and went their separate ways to change in to their royal tunics for the Christmas mass, formal royal attire was customary and required since the governor premier and all heads of public office attended and dressed up as well. Artem placed the purple sash over the blue tunic and attached the broaches in perfect alignment. At 4.45pm they were assembled where Alex and Alden would travel in the royal car behind their parents, the prince's protection officers taking the car behind waited for the prince's to get settled in their car for the short drive to arrive at 5pm sharp.

Couple of points. It's true that it's not all that likely for a poz bottom to directly infect a negative top, that's true (unless the bottom has a high VL and is prone to tearing and half a dozen other "it would help if..." scenarios. On the flip side: a bottom on treatment might well be emboldened to take on tops of any status, and a negative top who fucks a guy who was just bred with a toxic load might well get infected by THAT guy. So more of a situation with guys fucking pre-loaded ass, especially where there could be multiple loads (ie a bathhouse or sex club). As for separating fantasy from reality: if there were some magic coding that separated fantasy posts from reality posts on here, you could store an archive of the reality posts on a 3 1/2" floppy disk. Unfortunately, this site is full to the brim of wankers and fappers who view it solely as a way to get themselves off with outrageous stories.

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@BootmanLA Nice thoughtful response. to @NatureBoy. It didn't make any sense that HIV meds would be used for covid because otherwise Poz guys on meds would already be protected from covid, and that would definitely have made mainstream news. And that would have been great news for you. 🙂 Guess I'll go grab my bottle of bleach to quench my thirst. LOL I just got back on BZ this year after a several year hiatus. And I am so happy to read the posts of level headed informed brothers here. The quality I liked back then is still here. Jim

I wish it was, but no, it is mostly a work of fiction. It’s a story I wrote a long time ago, but never had a place to post it as it got taken down once already on a different site. I found this place, and suddenly I feel like this secret fetish I’ve had is finally able to be explored.

Once I entered the house, I rushed up to the bathroom and bushed my teeth, I could still taste his ass and smell it on me. He was sweaty, not a bad smell but I was done with it. I washed my face and took a shower. Once clean I went back to bed and tried to get some sleep. I only had two hours of uninterrupted sleep before Marty woke me. I looked up and Marty was standing there with a young guy. I was startled but Marty said, when you wake up a little more come over to my room. I woke up and walked into Marty’s room and they were both jacking off watching some bi porn. It as a site, there was Marty on the bed with his big dick out and this tall sandy blond dude with an even bigger dick. Marty motioned me in, I came over and got between his legs and began sucking his dick. Marty let me suck him for a few minutes and then he said, show my friend same what a good cock sucker you are. I moved over and began to suck hid big dick, he never looked at me. This tall dude at least 6’4 lean with an eight pack, ten inches cut and big balls that hung low. I heard Marty call him Sam. Sam said nothing to me but commented on the chick in the film as I serviced his cock. Marty would hold my head down to take all of Sam. I worked his dick till he was moaning, he finally spoke to me as he pulled me off his dick and said, you are the girl in the porn. She was riding a big dick while she sucked another guy's cock. I got up, Marty got some lube and Sam moved so I could ride his dick while he watched the porn. I lubed up that big dick and sat on it, it slid in slowly. I pounced up and down a few times before Marty fed me his cock. His dick felt amazing, and I rode him for five minutes then he grabbed my hips and started to pump my hole with his big dick. I sucked Marty, he must have been turned on because he shot his wad down my throat in ten minutes and then left the room. Same pulled me up and off his dick, turned me around so I was facing the tv with my ass and legs off the bed and he slide back in me and fucked me for ten more minutes before he shot inside me. He pulled out without a word and went and got in the shower and cleaned off. I went to my room out the hallway door. Sam left without a word, I had to jack off because fuck that was so hot. He had to be straight and horny. Both Marty and I were turned on by this hot young straight dude. I showered and headed downstairs for a bite. Marty asked me if I liked that straight dick, I told him he was hot as fuck. Yea, he can fuck me anytime. Marty said, good, he will be back tonight around ten. I just smiled; he thought your pussy felt good. His girlfriend is out of town for a week, and he promised he would not fuck another girl, so you are helping him out. Marty asked if I liked being used like a piece of meat, I told him I was not sure at first but yea, I really do like it. Good, he said. I knew you were a service slut the first time I met you, you have proven me right every day since I moved in. Such a good little slut. Now go get ready, you have a couple tops to serve before ten tonight. Marty drove me around to three guys homes and I would go in and service them for an hour or two and then Marty would pick me up. One guy gave me twenty bucks, the other two fifty-dollar bills when I left. I had three loads in my ass when I made it home at 8 PM and knew that hottie was coming at ten. I showered and got ready, it was much the same as the first time, this time he had the lights off as he fucked my hole and watched the video. Never saying a word but giving a huge grunt when he came inside me. Then off to the shower and he left. Marty had me set up for him each time he would come over. This week, I serviced cock during the day and Sam at night. On the fifth night, Sam got me ready but this time he got on the bed and had me crawl onto his dick. This was the first time he was inside my ass; he began to fuck me while I watched a women get double penetrated by two guys. Same walked in and lubed up his dick and pressed it against my hole. It took him a couple times, but he finally got inside me, and he fucked me for twenty minutes while I moaned and whimpered. He called me a cum whore bitch and fucked me hard and then he shot his load inside me. Sam pulled out and showered and I had expected Marty to pull out, but he kept fucking me. I heard Same leave out my bedroom, Marty fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. I would learn later that Marty was positive, that would be my first positive load in my negative hole. I also later learned that Marty was not on any meds and love to poz up young hole. He had tried to refrain from taking my ass, but he could not help it. He blamed it on Sam since Sam wanted to double penetrate me. There we were, Marty fucking me all night and by morning he had given me five loads plus Sam’s huge load. Now that I had taken poz loads, Marty changed my ads and posted one. This is the new ad he posted on one of the sites. Auctioning off young negative bottom for conversion, he just turned 18, never on PreP. How much will you pay to have him for a night? For a week this post was up with my pics. There was a guy who offered $20,000 for my unprotected hole. Marty made the arrangements for this coming Friday to give my neg hole to the guys and his friends. I was totally clueless; I had secretly fallen in love with Marty. I would do anything for him. Sam came back for one more night and he wanted to Double Penetrate me again, and Marty again used my hole all night as we made out. I thought Sam was hot, but I had longed for Marty to make love to me. I really had it bad for him, and I was so relieved that he finally wanted me. We fell asleep together in his room and he fucked me again in the morning blowing his load deep inside me. Then at breakfast he said, you have some hot get togethers coming up. He could tell I was not excited about it anymore, I just wanted him. He rubbed my chest and told me, babe, just do it for me. I smiled at him and agreed. There were many other guys that Marty pimped me out for money too. Friday was here, I cleaned up after school, Marty dropped me off at this big home on a lake. I went up to the door and rang the bell and a tall skinny guy came to the door. He put out his hand and said, you must be Ben, fuck you are cuter than your pics. He was okay looking; Sam and Marty were hotter. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the living room. H asked me if I wanted a drink, I said sure and he brought me a sweet drink, it had alcohol in it, I drink it all and I was soon buzzed as fuck. He He brought me another one, I drink half of it, and I was drunk by now. He came over and started touching me all over, then he made out with me. He was a really good kisser, I have to say. He slowly undressed me until I was in my jock, then he undressed in front of me. Although he was average looking, he was impressive everywhere else. Tight body and abs, he also had a huge uncut dick. He was suddenly more attractive. I kept looking at his hot body and beautiful dick. He grabbed my chin and lifted my head, leaned in and kissed me. Then he said, I will be right back. He brought out a test, I asked him what it was, and he said, I need to know you are clean boy. This is an HIV test. Until he had mentioned it, I had never thought about it. He swabbed my upper gum, then moved it around in my mouth and said, that will take a few minutes. How about you suck my big dick while we wait. I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock, sucking him for twenty plus minutes till my jaw was sore. He said good boy, your results are in. You are indeed negative so we can finally fuck, I only fuck neg boys, just had to check you up to make sure. That all seemed strange to me, but I was not all worked up and feeling the buzz, he led me to his bedroom. It was beautiful, a huge bed in all white sheets and mirrors on the walls and ceiling. It was like being at a carnival, I could see him and myself at every angle. I was making me a little dizzy with all I drank, Rick the host guided me into bed, he laid me on my back and kissed my body all over and sucked my cock. It felt so good. He kept saying, you taste so good, so pure. He kissed me all over, sucked my dick and worked my cock and balls till I shot a load in his mouth. He swallowed it and told me how hot it tasted. He leaned down to kiss me but before he did, he said, I love young pure cum. Taste so good, want to taste it? He pressed his libs against mine and we made out. I tasted my cum and he was right, I tasted good. He had me suck his cock but would not cum and over the next couple hours he edged and tasted me and made me cum, three time before he put me ass up and ate my hole, then lubed up his big cock and my hole and slide his cock in me. Fucked me hard and steady and shot his load inside me ten minutes later. That was the first of five loads he gave me. He did not suck my cock again; I did cum three more times while he fucked me. He held me through the night and fucked me three more times before sending me home. I told him I would like to see him again, but he just said, you will boy. You will. I left feeling hot, no one had ever made me cum like that, I wanted to have him do it again. I headed back to Marty in the uber the guy had called for me and got a text in the car from my Arab uber driver he needed my ass. I asked the uber driver to change my address, he knew the area and it was on the way, so he dropped me off early. I want back to the guy's apartment, and he was ready dick out sitting there and I sucked his big cock for five minute he pulled my head up and positioned me on his bed and fucked my ass for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. He got up and said, whore get dressed and go home. I am done with you for now. The uber driver was hot as a fuck but he treated me like I was just a piece of meat. I like it but not as much as the guy who had just fucked me. He made me feel like I was something special and he waited to take my ass and give me his cum. When I think about him, I get hard. Hard like when I think about Marty or Sam. I made my way back to the house, crashed into bed and rubbed one out thinking about the hot night I had.

i often find what, to me, are heteronormative ideas (often with religious underpinnings) on gay guys profiles on dating or even hook up sites. Starting this thread as a place to discuss the topic and identify notions that may influence or infiltrate the gay community. That's not to say all hetero notions, standards, ideas are bad (or good), but to put them out in the open for scrutiny and discussion. One of those notions i assign to dominant hetero/religious culture is the notion that sex, sexuality, and body parts are dirty or should only be exposed or practiced under restricted standards. E.g., i cannot count the number of profiles i have seen on gay dating sites where someone explicitly states that they don't want to see cock or ass pics. That's fine with me if it's just a personal thing, but what gets me is the superior aire that often accompanies such a declaration, as if they are above all that. As though they are not going to soil themselves with such practices, and those who do are beneath their consideration. A close companion to the pic standard is guys who don't want to take about sex on a dating or hook up site. Again, if it's just their personal thing, fine. But more often than not, there's an accompanying lecture about how 'shallow' guys are who want or discuss sex. What are some of those standards that others have run into that seemingly fly under the radar, or are out in the open, that we just seem to adopt from the dominant culture we grew up in, but may not reflect who and how we are?

10 load hotel breed session... With 2 loads in I quickly found a 54 year old building working on a site near the hotel who wanted sloppy seconds and wanted to breed me completely anon. I told him I had taken a few loads and he headed round. He let himself into my dark hotel room to find me hooded, ass up in my pup hood, he removed the butt plug from my cummy hole, unzipped and slid his solid dick into me. No chat, no interaction just a horny fukka pleasuring himself in my cummy hole. He used me well and was quickly unloading inside me, delivering hot load number 3 and leaving me tagged as his, ‘USED BITCH’. He must have enjoyed breeding an anon cumdump as The following morning he returned to dump a other load! To be continued!

Sounds like you’ve found your purpose and it makes you happy.

As a top who loves to kiss and to eat ass (especially if it's hairy and/or has cum dripping out of it), I have no problems with going from one set of lips to the other and back again. And if I'm with a bottom who won't kiss me after I've eaten his ass, we won't be seeing each other again....

Absolutely agree. PrEP and ART, for all that they are extremely effective, do not eliminate the need for an HIV vaccine or cure. Note: This field of research recognizes different degrees of "cure". If the virus cannot be completely eradicated from the body, can its activity be reduced to the point where no damage is done, but ART can be stopped? Can this low level of viral activity be achieved after a single treatment with the "cure" product? If not, how often is re-treatment necessary? Where to plant the HIV "cure research" goalpost is not a simple or obvious question. There is some noise about PrEP side effects. Truvada, the most common of the three products approved for HIV prevention in the US, was approved for HIV treatment in 2004. Its two component drugs were approved, again for HIV treatment, in 2001 and 2003. Truvada or its components are extremely common in first-line HIV treatment regimens worldwide. Notwithstanding almost two decades of use in a huge patient base, Truvada and its components have also been well studied. There is an ample body of empirical research; the side effects of Truvada are mild or uncommon. Appropriate screening and monitoring for the severe but uncommon side effects of Truvada is part of the US CDC PrEP guidelines. People who are worried about potential side effects should talk with a medical professional who is licensed to provide PrEP care and has specific experience. (Experience is important. In the rare cases where, for example, a PrEP patient has poor kidney test results, doctors experienced with PrEP care know what to do, and can even, in some cases, continue treatment after a pause. I've heard talks by public health and university research physicians in San Francisco on this very point. These people worked on clinical trials of Truvada for PrEP and have provided PrEP care to large numbers of patients.) As for long-term side effects, considering the stakes involved when a person really is a good candidate for PrEP (a high probability that the person would otherwise eventually get HIV due to high-risk behavior), it is irrational to dismiss PrEP solely for fear of side effects that have not manifested in nearly two decades of widespread use of Truvada and its two component drugs. Let us not have any part in sowing fear. An experienced medical professional is the person to talk to if someone has doubts about PrEP.

I became 100% barebacker after getting on PrEp. It was a very liberating experience to be able to spread my seed as I always wanted. My sluttiest year was my first year on PrEp. I got Chlamydia/Gonorrhea so many times that year. I was fucking almost every day during the week, and 5-7 times during the weekend, visiting bathhouses, orgies, going to park/toilets and other cruising places. I felt a need to mark as many guys with my DNA as possible.

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Believe it or not, i do fly every week (i fly for an airline). It just goes to show you how well the metal detectors really work! 😀

The problem is that this study's results do not line up with what you said, which is (to quote): "those meds are even used for covid." That is incorrect. What the study found is that if you are ALREADY taking HIV meds, you are at lower risk for Covid infection and your symptoms may be milder. That is a huge - HUGE - distance from using HIV meds to treat Covid. And here's the second problem: Yes, this approach was studied. Notice the date on this article is from May 2020, coming up on 2 years ago. Here are some of the reports on the success (or rather, lack thereof) from those studies: [think before following links] https://www.cidrap.umn.edu/news-perspective/2020/10/study-hiv-drug-no-benefit-hospitalized-covid-patients While this link takes you to a page that requires further exploration, click on the second "+" sign for a detailed answer: [think before following links] https://www.who.int/news-room/questions-and-answers/item/coronavirus-disease-covid-19-hiv-and-antiretrovirals In response to the specific, 77,000-person study your article noted, see the following: [think before following links] https://www.thebodypro.com/article/hiv-meds-may-not-reduce-covid-19-risk-experts-say And so on. I get that you "don't let people or media influence me anymore" but since you're going to post links, it's only reasonable to look at all the links, not just the ones that (very early on, rather prematurely) supported your premise.

Perfectly fair question, so no need to apologise for asking it. It's something I've shifted on over the years...usually didn't mind when I was younger. For me, I like the idea of building a connection...I do like seeing a nice cock/ass/body, but if you can stimulate my mind a bit first, then I have more of a desire later on.

Usually start with bareback, cumdump, verbal and gangbang.

“Fuck me Daddy. Fist my cunt. Please, Daddy, I need it.” They all laughed, and called me names. “Lamont, strap him up.” “Mike, swab his arm. Get me a good vein.” I watched as Sir clipped the strap above my left upper arm and Master swabbed the inner elbow with an alcohol wipe. The fear came back and Daddy saw it in my eyes. He smiled, “You changing your mind boy? Don’t want me to slam you to stars and then fist your cunt?” I shook my head, “Please, I… I’m scared.” Daddy’s eyes became a pure evil as he laughed again. “That’s a right shame boy, but also very fucking hot. I love forcing faggots like you yo surrender and take my needle against their will. Beg me not to do it. Maybe I’ll let you go.” “Please don’t do it Daddy. I’m too scared. Please.” I felt tears sliding out of my eyes. I was in genuine terror. “Daddy has decided to give you what you want.” He dropped the needle, now full, on my stomach. I started to mutter thanks, when I saw something in the needle. It was not a clear liquid, like I’ve seen in videos. It was a dark red. I looked up, in even more fear, at Daddy. He saw the look in my eyes and solemnly nodded his head. “Remember what you said you wanted? That you wished we could have been the ones to poz you up?” I nodded my head, knowing I had said that. “I was going to give you that. WE were going to give you that. But now, you’ve rejected our gift to you.” I closed my eyes, battling with my self. My fear of the slam versus the desire to be pozzed by them. A hard smack to my balls brought my eyes open and Master told me never to close my eyes when they are talking to me. I apologized and turned back to Daddy, my eyes lingering on the needle again. “You disappointed me boy. I was offering you just what you asked for. You were going to be my poz son. My third poz son.” I looked at Sir and then Master, before back to Daddy. “Actually, you’d have been a son AND grandson, though I’m not to keen on that title yet. I see you think you figured something out?” I nodded my head. “Mike and Lamont are brothers. They are my sons. They both came to me, separately, wanting me to knock them up. Unlike you, a natural cum whore? They are tops but accepted the only way to take my gift, was to give up their asses.” Master and Sir confirmed it. “Neither of them enjoyed the fucking I gave them, ungrateful little shits.” He smiled when he said this. “Lamont?” Sir said, “Look at me, you felt my cock. I fucking hated being turned into a hole for Jake, but it was the only way. He made me his bitch, several times, telling me he was going to let all my homies know I was giving up my hole to him.” “What can I say, I’m a nasty son of a bitch.” “That you are, and I don’t regret it.” “I’m so sad that you’re rejecting our gift to you. You were going to be their first son.” I noticed a look come across Sir’s face when Daddy said this. I briefly closed my eyes, letting the need overcome the fear. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m sorry, Sir. I’m sorry, Master.” I looked to each as I said this. I turned my eyes back, tears increasing, to Daddy. “This is…” “I’m…” Before I could make another decision, I grabbed the syringe, held it up to see what was clearly the blood of these three men. I looked to each, finally at Daddy, and held the syringe. “Daddy, I still don’t want the slam.” “But I want you all to be my dads.” He took it from hand, smiling his evil grin. “Hold the faggot down. Beg me again, faggot, beg me not to slam you to faggot Heaven.” “Please, don’t do it. Don’t slam me. I don’t want it.” He slapped my balls and while I was groaning in pain, he quickly reached to my arm. I didn’t feel anything as he slid the needle into my arm. “Watch me, boy. Watch me destroy your innocence. Enjoy the rocket ride.” I turned my eyes to where he’d inserted the needle. I watched, still begging him to stop, as he pulled back the plunger and the liquid took on my blood. “Noooooo, please.” Sir unclipped the strap and took my wrist in his hand. I watched, in reducing fear and increasing… anticipation? I watched the plunger get pushed in and watched as the slam was administered into my arm. Sir lifted my arm up as soon as the needle was removed. I could only whimper, “Pl…” before it hit. I had read stories. I had watched videos. I never imagined I’d be that guy. That faggot taking a slam of meth. I couldn’t register any thoughts as I felt the slam hit me in the chest. My eyes flew open as my lungs lost all the air. I knew I was dying. Daddy’s voice entered my head, barely. “You’re fine faggot. Just go with it” As fast as the air left, it came rushing back in. I could not handle this invasion and began coughing, a cough harder than I’ve ever felt. When the coughing stopped, I thought that was it. Then it happened. The rush to my cunt. The need. “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.” “Yeah? Tell me. Beg me.” “Please, oh fucking fuck, take my ho… cunt. Fist it. Destroy it.” “Flip him over, facing the mirror.” I was flipped over to my hands and knees. “Lamont, give him something while I get ready.” My hips were grabbed and I was pulled back, my hole being raped open again by his fat cock. “Yes, please, harder, more.” He raped me hard for about a minute. “Out.” Sir yanked his cock out and I felt Daddy put his fingers and thumb, watching in the mirror, as they entered my cunt. “Please, Daddy, fist me. Give it to me.” He stood there, motionless. I continued to beg and pushing back. I knew what he was doing. Torturing my cunt, my brain, my whole being. I started pushing back on his lubed hand, feeling it stretch me open like I’d never been stretched before. I thought, “This isn’t bad. Fuck it feels so good. It’s not hurting.” Then I hit the spot. The widest part of his hand. There was no going further. “Oh god, I… please Daddy. I can’t.” “Faggot, you will.” With that, Sir and Master grabbed me by waist and shoulders and started pulling me backwards. There was more stretch. Then the breakthrough. My hole was not able to resist any longer. I felt the immense pain, screaming out loud, as my hole passed over that widest part, and my cunt was full of its first fist. Daddy’s fist. I continued to beg and plead, “Noooooo.” Daddy lifted my head, so that is looking into the mirror. I could see where his arm disappeared into my cunt. “Video.” Master grabbed my phone, moved to the side and began recording. Daddy began to move. Twisting and turning his hand, while pulling back and pushing forward. I continued the moaning, the pain of my hole stretching and my inner cunt being stretched. I felt Daddy pull to the widest part, stay motionless as he reached for lube and lubed his hand and my stretched out ring. He locked eyes with me and said, ”Tell me what you want. What you really want.” I stared and begged, “Please, I can’t take it. Pull out.” He shook his head, disappointment in his eyes. “Be careful what you ask for.” He slid back in a couple inches. Then, without warning, he pulled hard, not stopping despite the resistance of my cunt, and yanked his hand out in one painful motion. I screamed again, this pain much more intense then the entry. “Show him.” Master held my phone in front of me, making me watch the video of my cunt filled with Daddy’s hand. I clearly heard my begging and my screaming as my hole was ripped open by Daddy yanking his hand out. My cunt was wide open, the lips obscenely stretched. Something broke in me. The meth taking control of my brain. Turned so fucking on by the site of my cunt. “Mo… mo… more.” Daddy looked at me, “More? More what?” I was officially broken. Broken by the need for his fist in me. Broken by his making me beg for it. “Shard, Master?” “Daddy, shove a shard in me with your fist. Please, I need your fist back in me. More…” Sir reached over and grabbed Daddy’s baggie and pulled out a big one. Daddy held his hand up, making me watch him lube it up. I felt lube getting shoved into my cunt, my lips being lubed up. Sir handed Daddy the shard,slipping it between his fingers. Daddy smiled at me, “Good boy.” He placed his fingers in my hole, pushing them to the point of resistance. I felt the burn, as the T started to melt. “You want it boy? You want my hand back in you?” As the T hit, reenergizing what was already in me, I nodded my head and begged him. “Fist me Daddy, wreck my cunt.” Before he could move, I pushed back. I forced it and soon felt my cunt lips open around his hand and slide down his wrist. I immediately pulled back, sliding back over his hand and all the way off. “Thatta boy. Do what you need.” I slid back down, harder to break past the resistance. That was a mistake, or a blessing. As my lips, looser than I realized, did not meet as much resistance, I easily slid over the hand, around the wrist, and further down his arm then before. I felt several inches of his arm slide into me.

i LOVE my piercings. i have yet to fuck a hole with them, but if softening them with a condom, the bumps and ridges has got to feel fantastic!!

The local small town postmaster was the one who regularly tried to get a hold of teenage boys, me included. I don't know how much he impacted my sexuality, or life, but I do absolutely believe he jaded me as to who I prefer to have sex with.. as in NOT with older men, cigar smokers, or guys unable to get hard. When I was 25, that wasn't too big of a barrier, but now at 65, I think it has a big impact on who I get to play with. I know of 2 other guys from my town , and my age range, who he "seduced". 1 lives in a subsidized housing situation in Seattle and is a level 2 registered sex offender. The other guy lives in a low income housing development. Not saying the old man disrupted their paths in life, certainly both might well have ended up in the same situation. But I do wonder how much they got off track because of his attentions.

Just for a bit of lightheartedness.. I would say it becomes exclusive when you either cannot free yourself from the sling, or cannot open any of the exterior doors or windows... (maybe I have been reading too many of the backroom stories on here LOL)

You're getting some good advice here, @LurkingBottom. If you haven't had the HPV vaccine, regardless of your age and the amount of sexual experience you've had, get vaccinated immediately. There are 6 or 7 cancer causing strains of HPV out of about 34 last time I checked the research. There is no test to determine the strains of HPV you've been exposed to, but based on the probabilities, it's prudent to assume it's one of the non-cancer causing strains and that eventually you will be exposed to a cancer causing strain. So get vaccinated ASAP! I would get a doctor to treat you and not use any over the counter treatment. Anal warts are very likely to be inside the rectum as well as on the outside. They'll need to be dealt with in there as well.

can't figure out how to email you pics, so i'm posting this here for your (hopefully) pleasure

So, finally got my cock pierced today. The pain wasn't any worse from when I got my nips pierced. She wanted to start with a 10g but I insisted on getting an 8g. She's the queen of piercing where I live, so the fact I got her to give in on the ring was something. She put in an 8g CBR - not my first choice, but I'll live with it for a month and then and get a barbell. Haven't mentioned it to the bf - he doesn't need to know I got a PA lol. Thanks for all of the great advice, guys.

Its kind of bullshit that the poz guys have to bear the responsibility. Its 2021, I think we all know how the virus spreads by now. Maybe its your shared responsibility. Yours to take PrEP if you bareback His to disclose. I think both parties should be accountable. Expecting someone else, especially people who fear rejection, to take care of your health is foolhardy at best.

The Brothel Part 1 My name is Jaxx, and I own one of the biggest, most infamous criminal businesses in America. I've dedicated my life to spreading drug addiction, diseases, and prostitution, and this is the story of how it all started. When I was 35, I thought I was the shit. I was a tan 6'4" cue-ball made of 280 pounds of pure, bulging, tattooed muscle. Some people called me a meathead, but fuck them. When I got angry or aggressive (which was often), everyone shut the hell up. If I wanted a hole to fuck, I could pick from any number of holes that were begging me to fuck them. However, I now admit I was struggling to stay afloat. I lived alone then in a run-down basement apartment in the hood of Philadelphia. I hadn't talked to my family in over 7 years - I had been living with my parents until I was 28. They kicked me out after 10 years of me doing nothing but amateur porn, smoking weed in the house, and bringing girls and fags home to fuck. Took them long enough, I guess, but being a small-time straight male pornstar barely pays at all, so I started dealing drugs too. I mainly sold meth, crack, and coke, but I pushed a little bit of everything, including rarer gems like GHB and K. I had to deal with all kinds of fucked up customers, many of them flaky and shady as hell. One day, one of my customers gave my contact to this boy named Chris. To this day, I don't know Chris' last name, even though I've known him for years. Chris was only 18 at the time and was still finishing high school. He had lost his virginity much earlier than that apparently, but it wasn't until he was old enough to be active on hook-up sites and get into gay bars and clubs did he try Tina for the first time. By the time he had decided to buy from me, he had already tried it a few times, and the bottom boy lived for it. I arranged for Chris to meet me by the parking garages at the end of the street at 10PM. By the time I walked down there at 9:50, Chris was already there waiting, looking suspicious and lost. My eyes widened. It was love at first sight. And that, I mean I knew I needed to fuck him. Even then, I had thoughts of how I'd ruin his life. Chris was the type of boy who was probably timid and sometimes picked on because he was gay but was so gorgeous it would've been impossible for him not to know it. Given his track record with sleeping around town, I'm guessing he did know. He was 5'8", toned just enough that he had pretty defined arms and chest but wasn't at all big. He had soft golden blond hair in spikes like a surfer, sported a deep tan, had the whitest teeth and most brilliant blue eyes I've ever seen, and a charming boyish smile that screamed of innocence. I knew he wasn't all innocent though. He had a deep arc in his lower back that thrust out his juicy ass, which he accented with tight skinny jeans that sagged just a little. His tan skin was perfectly smooth, so something tells me he shaves or waxes. He had two big studs in his ears, and he wore this crazy low-cut shirt that was so tight his nipples stood right out. The boy looked like a slut. Everything about his appearance says he likes men and wants men. At that moment, I instantly changed my mind about the deal. "Hey. Chris?" I asked rhetorically. I reached out my hand, which looked gigantic compared to his. "Y-Yeah. You're Jaxx, right?" He put his delicate baby-soft hand into mine, and I almost crushed it with my firm grip. "That's me. Pleasure to meet you, babe. How about we head over to my place?" I offered. His eyes lit up, and I smiled a devilish grin. I knew this boy was attracted to me, and he was excited to think that maybe I was attracted to him too. I was, and I am. I grinned and placed my hand on his ass and guided him in the direction of my apartment. I led him down a staircase coming from the sidewalk into the basement floor, where we walked to end of the hall. The door in front was the boiler room. The door to the right was my apartment. I sensed he was little scared, but also excited. My place is just a fuck den and nothing more. It's enough to freak any unsuspecting young boy out, but then again he came here to buy my drugs and probably hoped to take my dick, so he wasn't going to back out. My whole place consisted of only two rooms and a bathroom. The door opens to the main room. In one corner of the room was my bed, or really just a mattress on a frame with a sheet covering it. Two dirty pillows, no headboard. In another corner was a computer and TV-monitor. Against the wall were my clothes strewn across the dirty concrete floor - a messy tumble of jeans, wife-beaters, socks, sneakers, and boots. A table in a third corner had all kinds of junk and a microwave on it. The trash was overflowing, and most of it was on the ground around it. Little empty drug baggies mixed themselves in with empty beer cans and bits of litter and debris. The second room, which I call the cave, I kept locked, was smaller, and consisted of a mattress, several locked cabinets packed to the brim with drugs, a suitcase for distribution, and various drug paraphernalia lying around. On a little nightstand stood a glass bong and a tray with a pipe, torches, butane, points, plastic syringes, etc. Several half-full bottles of poppers and various oily lubes were littered on and around the mattress. Finally, the bathroom looked akin to a gas station bathroom. No additional explanation needed. Chris stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to be. I unlocked the cave and led him inside onto the mattress. I sat him down, picked up the glass bong and a fat bag of crystals, then liberally poured the stuff into the bowl piece. "You're a new customer, so let me smoke you up. First one's on me," I said as I started melting the crystals. "And if you keep me company and smoke with me tonight, I'll give you the ball for half the price I said it was." Chris' face lit up with excitement, and he even shined his pearly white teeth. Before he could respond verbally though, I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and told him to pull. The clouds rolled furiously as the bong grew into an opaque, almost yellowish white. He struggled to take as much of it as he could, but he had to do it in two breaths. When he exhaled, his clouds were cotton-thick. "Oh shit," he coughed. It was so hot watching him. He was bewildered by the bong hits and I could tell he was already feeling fuzzy and good. I love a lightweight. "Holy fuck, that was a lot." I then gave myself a huge hit too. As soon as I sucked a fiendish cloud into my lungs, I pressed my lips to his and shotgunned it into him. He gulped it down with some trouble, and the clouds billowed out from his mouth. "Fuck yeah," he mumbled, beginning to touch himself through his shirt restlessly. He saw me eyeing him, and then flushed with embarrassment. The T was fucking with his body heat, and he was already sweating. "You feel good, babe?" I asked. "Yeah, I feel real good. Can I take another hit?" he asked. "Hell yeah. Tonight, you can take as many hits as you want." He looked at me like I was his hero. If he wasn't already halfway to becoming a Tina whore, he probably would've realized I was actually a bad man. I passed the bong to him and lit the torch for him again, keeping the flame there to force him to take another monstrous hit he couldn't handle. I watched him cough and choke, then pretended to care and ask if he was OK. I didn't give a shit if he was OK. I kissed him softly on the lips after every time I shot-gunned my hit to him and asked him if he was feeling good. Little did he know, feeding him my leftover clouds would be the only time I'd ever kiss him like that. At that point, I had already decided Chris wasn't going to be a customer. He was going to be my whore, and I was feeding him hits I was already planning on how to enslave him. You see, I installed a secret camera built into a clock on the nightstand. I already have a tape of Chris smoking T, but that's only the beginning. Over the course of the following few weeks, the camera would capture Chris doing cocktails of drugs multiple times as well as getting bred by quite an array of anonymous men. I'd then blackmail Chris to being my live-in whore if he didn't want the videos released to his friends and family and the internet...and then I planned to do it anyway. Once he's living with me, he'll become fully dependent on drugs, and I'll start selling his pussy and videos of him getting fucked. The rest is just making him follow a fitness plan and taking care of his body to keep him sexy and healthy enough in face of all that I was going to put him through. I got more excited about my plans for Chris looking at his pure face. Just thinking about how I'm going to be the one responsible for turning this innocent boy into a piece of whore trash that's gonna get violated by so many sleazy men without remorse...it turned me on a hell lot. After we cleared two rounds of the bong, I set it down and decided it was time to enjoy what would soon be mine. Without ceremony, I slid my hand under Chris' shirt. My hand's giant, muscled silhouette was visible down to the vein through his skin-tight shirt until it reached his pecs. I glazed my fingers over his nipples, savoring them. His skin was so smooth and warm I heard myself groan with lust. Even though he turned a little red and was clearly nervous, he didn't protest. Partly because he liked and trusted me, partly because he was spun, and partly just because he was another easy, slutty faggot. I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. To be continued.

Note to all my stories: What I post in the fiction section is really and truly fiction, products of my diseased, perverted mind. This story had its start in a guy I saw at Club Z many years ago, long before I discovered bugchasing. He was a troll, looking at him disgusted me, skinny, wasted, missing teeth, much like the Troll in this story. As revolted as I was I couldn't help being fascinated by his cock, it was lovely. Long, hard, perfectly formed, my mouth almost watered watching him stroke it slowly as he looked me in the eye. I wanted to suck it, feel it slide up my ass, squirt me full of his obviously diseased cum. He smiled at me and I turned and fled. I never saw him again, but I still think, what if...? Infected By the AIDS Troll I swallowed when I looked at the Troll, he was obviously sick. I'd seen guys with full blown AIDS before and it had always disgusted me. Now it made my dick hard to look at him and imagine his diseased cock raping my neg ass. He was gaunt, obviously ill, with a big belly that was not from beer. His legs were spotted with a few small Kaposi's marks. He didn't look that bad, but he obviously had AIDS. Did I actually want to let this diseased, AIDS ridden troll fuck me and cum in me? My dick throbbed with the answer, I did. I'd taken never taken a load I knew was poz, had just tested neg after a long dry spell. Now was my chance to get what all my jerk off fantasies revolved around, taking a poz load. I'd finally had to admit to myself that it turned me on more because it would be a load of AIDS cum. We were at a meet and greet for poz men. The organizers put a line in the publicity for the meeting that reluctantly welcomed 'poz friendly neg men', an obvious euphemism for bugchasers like me. I'd recently admitted to myself that I was a bugchaser, what better place to find someone willing and eager to spread the bug than here? I'd thought I'd meet some hot, young, fit guy and go back to his place and get poz fucked. Now my asshole was wet and aching to feel the Troll's diseased cock raping it, tearing it up, making it bleed so his AIDs bug would surely infect me. Troll smiled, a big, shit-eating grin. sure enough, no teeth, just raw gums. I almost shot my load, he was disgusting, I knew I'd be his bitch in minutes. He'd zeroed in and approached me, his name was Tom. The place was packed, he pushed up against me, pressing his hard cock into my butt, then reached around and groped my equally hard cock. We spoke briefly, then he wandered away and circulated, but his eyes kept track of me. My descent into bugchasing started when I saw references to 'charged loads', 'gifting' and 'pozzing' on the net. Soon all my fantasies featured me taking poz loads. When I first stumbled across accounts of young guys taking loads from old, AIDS ridden trolls I'd been revolted, but my dick was always rigid and oozing. More and more I jerked off to more extreme bugging fantasies featuring disgusting AIDS ridden trolls. Why was my dick hard and oozing, about to cum in my pants when I looked at him? I tried desperately to hide it, but I wanted him to bend me over the table and give me the hardest buttfucking of my life, ramming his diseased cock in me hard enough to tear my ass bloody and give the virus that infected his cum a straight shot at my bloodstream. Tom snickered as looked me up and down, he knew what I needed. He wore loose sweat bottoms and his cock was swelling as he looked me, tenting the crotch of the sweats. I couldn't help but stare, it was obviously large, thick and long, I went weak in the knees with a need to suck it, to make it grow, make it hard, so he could violate my neg ass and infect me with his disease. The place had thinned out a bit, men were making out, a few were on their knees sucking, one pair were fucking urgently. Tom looked at me and leered, my time was near. He pushed his sweats down and his cock flopped out. I whimpered, it was beautiful, magnificent, long, thick, big helmet head, a long foreskin lapping over a huge PA. My ass ached as I thought of how much it would hurt when he shoved that AIDS dick in me, how he'd tear my ass open and create clear paths for his disease to find it's way into my bloodstream and infect me. He pulled his shirt up and pushed his sweats down, he was gaunt and wasted, full belly, obviously diseased, Kaposi's on his thighs. I swallowed and dropped my pants to my knees, then turned around, leaned against the drink rail and stuck my ass out. Seconds later I felt the wet head of Tom's cock nuzzle my needy asshole. I moaned and pushed back, he chuckled and slapped me. "Easy, boy! I'm the boss here, you're nothing but a sick bugchasing bitch. You'll get what you want, but you'll get it like I want to give it to you. Tom pumped nine inches of hard dick in and out of me. He popped the head out, then back in, fuck it felt good! A few more minutes of slow fucking and he chuckled. "You like my AIDS dick in you, don't you?" "Fuck yeah, fuck it's good, give it to me." "Oh, I will, you're gonna get what you want tonight, gonna pump a creamy load of my AIDS cum into your tight neg ass, just like you want. I'm full blown. Yeah, you're gonna get it tonight, gonna poz you tonight, gonna infect you tonight." My stomach lurched when he said that. His dick felt so good in me, I loved he had AIDS. He would infect me, I should ask him to stop, or pull out and cum on my ass, not in it. It was so good getting fucked, it was so hot having an AIDS infected cock in me. My ass felt really wet, like when a man had cum in me, had he? I couldn't, but I knew some guys could cum more than once per fuck. Had he already shot in me? My dick pulsed at the thought, I could have AIDS cum in me now! I almost shot my load, it was so hot thinking about getting AIDS cum in me, I wanted it. "You gonna cum in me, gonna fill me with AIDS cum?" "Already shot once, your neg ass is full of my AIDS cum, my AIDS babies are in you now, I just pozzed you, just infected you, you got my strain." I moaned and shot my load, it was too late, he'd cum in me. No point in asking him to stop. And it felt so good, I wanted another load of his poison cum. "Fuck that's hot, cum in me again, give me another load of AIDS cum!" "Oh, I am, I'm pozzing you tonight, just like you wanted." "Fuck yeah, poz me, give it to me, poz me, infect me with HIV! Give me your strain!" I wanted it, wanted to get pozzed, infected with HIV. I might already have been, would be if he fucked me enough. Yes, he was infecting me now. "Sure thing, bitch, gonna infect you tonight, just like you want, gonna infect you with HIV." "Yes, infect me, infect me with HIV. I want you to infect me with HIV, I want your strain!" I looked at him fucking me in the mirror, he was full blown, he had AIDS. I felt his swollen AIDS belly against me and knew he was for real. I wanted his strain. "Give me your load, I want your strain, infect me with HIV!" "Already have you sick fucking faggot, already infected you, take my AIDS cum, faggot!" He shoved in hard and moaned, I felt his cock swell and a warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated and filled my ass with his AIDS cum, giving me his strain.

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Just wanted to volunteer my uncut dick for your explorations. 😏 In all seriousness, I appreciate your observation that all the other guys around you were cut. I was one of two uncircumcised boys in my elementary school class. My recent heritage is more than half European, and the other boy's parents were directly from Europe, which may explain why our parents declined the — standard and automatic in those days — procedure. A sex education film shown to us in 5th grade mentioned circumcision. Our teacher commented, "probably all the boys in this class". Thirty-seven years later, I still remember his exact words. Sex ed was at the end of the day, so schoolyard gossip promptly confirmed that our teacher had been wrong. I guess my classmates had noticed while we were changing for swimming lessons, or during our camping trip or outdoor education trips (at least one week away per year starting in 4th grade, sleeping in dormitory bunks). I guess our teacher didn't undress in the same room, or just didn't notice. Schoolyard gossip soon got around to the girls in our class, who repeated the stereotypes that the "normal" boys had shared, of what an uncircumcised penis looked like. This was unfortunate because the girls had surely never seen any penis, cut or uncut, at our age and in those days (a good decade before the World-Wide Web). "Anteater" and "the head looks all funny" are the stereotypes I remember. I wasn't ashamed or hurt by any of this, and I wasn't even upset at our teacher. I had many great teachers, but he stands out as one of the best, because he was rigorous; I became a more serious student under his influence. Academics aside, he was also adept at what we now call social-emotional learning. For that reason, I wish someone in the class had been brave enough to tell him that not all of us were circumcised, so that he wouldn't voice the same assumption in future years, touching off new rounds of schoolyard gossip about which boys in the class were or weren't.

Cool, thanks for answering. i too have become more inclined towards building a connection, and continue to try for it, but find few who are inclined to try. i end up landing somewhere in the middle. When a Guy comes along who i have hopes of a deeper connection, i don't go for hook up, if there isn't anyone, hookup is gonna happen because, for me, any connection is better than none at all. As to pics, solicited or not, my personal feel (not attempting to apply this to anyone but me) is i love them, solicited or not. i feel honored when a man sends me any pic face, cock, ass, doesn't matter, i love looking at men, whether we have sex or not... kinda like going to an art museum for me. i'm a total bottom, no interest in penetrating another man orally or anally, just receiving Him. But a Mans ass? Wow, even if i have no intention of fucking it, i find it to be one of the most beautiful sights on earth and am glad whenever any guys is willing to share.

Not really about the specific taste of cum for me. As much as I crave have mouthful of sperm, and the aftertaste as well, like a lot of guys have already said it's the act of taking a load in my mouth rather than the taste. That warm load on my tongue of across my lips is just my reward for making a guy feel so good he can't hold back. Even though it's not about the taste, I much prefer in my mouth than right down my throat. Really want feel that cock pulsate and shoot that first stream on my tongue. Damn it, I really need some cum right now;)

Load 2 I was checked into a city centre hotel with a pledge to take all loads offered. I had already taken a load when this horny fukka offered to pound my hole with a safe rubbered up fuck. I was keen to take every cock offered and wasn’t disappointed. I was ass up, face down and hooded. He treated my cunt to a good horny pounding before dumping his load in the rubber while he fucked. He pulled out, left me his load to use and tagged, ‘ BREED ME’ across my back. His hot load made great lube and I introduced my cunt to it. I emptied the rubber over my butt plug and fed my cunt with his huge load. I could now offer my cunt for use with 2 loads in!

Filled with cum ,Cum dump , Pre loaded , Group bottom , Cum as lube ……………Do you see a picture ?

Same here. When he let me enter him bare, and then keep fucking him bare, where did he think I was going to put my load? 😈 In a way, this reflex of trying to pull off at the last minute is like asking silly questions after a bare fuck. Yes, I was tested less than a month ago (says so in my profile), but yes, I've bred and been blown by a few guys since then, and in any case, my DNA is already inside you.

I've taken six in one night on multiple occasions, my record is eight over about 15 hrs (7 in one night and 1 the next morning). I've got plans to break my record by at least double, but fucking COVID has forced me to put those on hold for the time being.

EVERY male. And every girl with a hard cock.Any age, any race, any height or weight, any status.

ABSOLUTE PERFECTION😈

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

I was 10 by a neighbor who trained me to be a total cumdump pig and i I love it

Hey guys sorry its been over a week super busy here but here is part 6, this part has no sex but is setting up for 7 which i'm hoping to have up later today for you all, anyways hope you all enjoy 🙂 Part 6 Gray woke slowly the room swimming into vision his head felt like it was being squeezed in a vise, nausea griped him and his lungs burned like he had en-hailed liquid fire, the light from the overhead lamp seemed to cut into his eyes like he was staring into the midday sun, he lay there looking at the tiled ceiling trying to figure out what had happened. Nicks handsome but concerned face with its deep brown eyes looked down at him “fuck man you had us all worried Nate thought you were dead dude” Gray blinked and refocused on his friend “wh..what happened? Why am I” Gray went to raise his right arm and hissed in pain he looked down to see his arm outside his jacket, a gauze and tape covering his bicep and a spreading blossom of blood on the otherwise snow-white materiel made him worry. Nick shook his head “Gray you were in the server room when that alarm sounded the door started to close and Nate went mad trying to get you out he literally dragged your unconscious ass though the door as it closed” he looked at his friends arm and winced “yeah that bar Nate put in the door to keep it open it brought you time but it gave out and a piece got you like a bullet … Nate dragged you in this Lab gave you CPR and stitched you up” Gray nodded trying to take in what felt like a flood of information even though his head was fuzzy from oxygen deprivation and sat up the room spun for a moment but settled “you said an alarm which one?” Nick hoped up and sat next to the blond tech guy on the metal examination bench, he looked over at him and shrugged “umm same one that was going off when we came in … containment breech full lock-down protocols are now in effe...” He was cut off by Gray shout “SHIT!” Nick jumped but gray continued in a rush “sorry I was hoping I tripped something when I was in the server room but if it’s a full lock down were screwed man; I can't get us out of here you can't override that kind of lock down inside … unless” Gray fell silent as if lost in thought. Nick remained quiet he felt for Grey but the world had changed in the last hour and not for the better his eyes fell on the frosted glass window he could see two figures one seemed to be sitting the other pacing like a trapped tiger “Gray something got Jackson dude … you were out almost an hour and Alverez said that something got Jackson and dragged him off” he carefully omitted what Alverez said the thing had done to Jackson “he said it was a creature but that he thinks it set off the containment alarm” Gray’s already pale face seemed to lose the rest of its colour as he stared in shock at Nick “your joking right … there is nothing down here but people they don’t do animal testing on this site” he felt his voice raise an octave as panic took over “Nick Alverez must be mistaken …..or he breathed in some contaminated air and…" Nick cut him off and put a hand on his shoulder he shook his head “ Gray you said the area was clear of any toxic gasses and we have not seen any signs of that right” gray just nodded panic still visible on his face, Nick continued “and you didn’t see Alverez when he got back he looked like he had seen hell …. and this would explain the cloths we found in the hall Alverez said he found five other sets like that on his route back” Nick patted the techie's shoulder and nodded to the door “we should go figure out what we are going to do with the others” Gray just followed as if in a fugue state unable to process that one of his best friends could be gone … this was supposed to be a simple mission and it had turned into a horror show and none of it made any sense. Gray and Nick walked into the room to find Nate pacing back and forth his eyes fixed on Alverez “you are in no fit state to mount a rescue mission Alverez nether is Gray the guy almost died I'm fucking amazed he even got out of that room” Nate looked over at the Nick and Gray both standing awkwardly in the doorway and sighed “Gray you okay” Gray just nodded Nate grimaced “I'm Glad you're alive you had me worried back there” he paused for a moment the silence thick as tar with unspoken emotions “Grey I hate to ask but how do we get the hell out of this place Alverez says its locked down tight” Grey nodded again but wished he hadn't it sent a spike of pain though his head “short answer we don’t get out of here ...containment lock-down is just that it’s a full internal lockdown of everything nothing can get out till a team get here to clear the area and confirm anyone leaving is not taking a possibly deadly pathogen from the building” Nate narrowed his eyes “you said short answer so there is a way out of this place” He folded his massive arms across his chest a flicker of hope in his eyes. Grey pulled out his tablet from the front of the vest and passed it to nick to hold the younger man nodded and held the pad up to Gray who squinted at the bright screen his fingers pulling up a map of the building he took a few moments to find what he was looking for a smiled he circled it and passed the pad to Nate “ there is an old ventilation system that they built down here, but a better option was created that did the job for less money and more effectively. rather than pay to have the old system and its access tunnel removed and filled in …. that would have been expensive, they just blocked it off and its behind the main research lab” Nate nodded and smiled “this could work so we have a way out we just need to find Jackson I'm not leaving him here alone” Alverez went to speak but Nate raised his hand “Alverez you have been through enough and Gray can barely walk, I want you and grey to find a way to the exit, me and Nick will find Jackson then head to the extraction point” Gray and nick agreed Alverez scowled but nodded “yes sir” the group split into their two teams, with Gray and Alverez heading out first, Grey taking a last look at his two friends and trying to dismiss the cold feeling in the pit of his stomach that he would not see them again.

Part 5 Jackson awoke his body awash with sensation a burning pleasure like nothing his brain had felt before like every nerve in his body had been rewired for his gratification, he let out a low guttural moan that. his new eyes took in the glory of his new form his skin was now a slate gray taught over rippling muscle as if all his body fat had been drained away in the transformation. the black veins spider-webbing across his body throbbing with a toxic green light carrying his makers gift of corruption though him to where the change was not yet total. The once blond hair on his chest was now coal black his eyes wondered downwards. the carefully cultivated treasure trail down his abs that had been many a womans downfall led his eyes to the improved weapon that too was beginning to rise from its slumber. his cock once a respectable 8 inch of thick meat had doubled in size and seemed to be showing no signs of stopping as it swelled with his new toxic blood. Movement in the darkness caught his eye and he turned his head; he was on an examination table in what looked like a laboratory across from him in what once had been a containment room he could see shapes writhing in the dim light he could see body's inter-tangled some pushed up against the glass illuminated in all their glory by brief flashes of red light he saw his new toxic brothers enjoying each other in every way possible and could just make out the cacophony of grunts and moans. their own perfect forms practically swimming in the oily corrupted cum they must have slipped into each other Jackson licked his lips and went to rise to join them in their orgy of debaucherus' pleasure. when a hand rested on his chest, he looked up into the eyes of his maker Jackson let out a mewl of need as that touch sent waves of pleasure running though him the creature nodded once. Jackson lay back down his eyes no leaving his maker the thing moved between his feet hanging over the edge of the slab its hands reached up and gripped his ankles it pulled, Jackson's form slid down the slab his ass now hanging over the edge exposed and vulnerable. Jackson let out a whimper as the thing lowered its head and slowly licked its way up his body its massive toxic cock carefully positioned to nudge at his hole to tease its new convert with more of his maker's gift. It licked its way up his engorged throbbing cock causing a moan to escape the younger creature's mouth the maker smiled and moved up his new creations tight abs and chest taking a moment to tease the nipples Jackson bucked and squealed from the sensation impaling itself of the makers iron hard rod just a little enough for the head to slip into his velvety shoot. Both creatures went still for a moment at the sensation they locked eyes Jackson noticed the feral glee sparkling in the thing's obsidian gaze seeing his new self-reflected there a helpless sacrifice to his and his makers perverted lusts Jackson nodded giving himself now and forever over fully to his new creator. the maker let out a growl of dominance and drove into Jackson in one fluid motion its balls slapping against his ass, Jackson's black eyes bulged with the sensation expecting pain but feeling none, the pleasure was almost too much for his new brain and nerves to process, then the maker drew back and did it again and again speeding up Jackson's form bucked like a rag-doll under the assault his head snaping back and forth caught in a perpetual scream of ecstasy his legs wrapped around his maker trying to force the creature deeper their mouths met and Jackson screamed his elation into his maker their tongues entwined. They rolled and fell to the hard tile flood and for a moment they separated laying on their back's eyes looking at the ceiling before his maker pounced again flipping him over on to his stomach he felt the weight come down on him then the slick sensation of his maker invading his insides once more Jackson howled with pleasure pushing back onto the invading dick milking as best as he could, wanting no needing more of the pure toxic strain to make him stronger faster better than others, he felt the steel rod in him swell again and knew he was about to get his desire. His maker let out that keening scream he remembered from his first time and the searing heat burned though him again pulse after pulse of it his brain somehow knew this time would seal his transformation would lock him into this new perfect form and he whimpered under his maker no going back this was his life now and he had no regrets. The creature pulled out of him leaving him feeling empty and turned him over looking down into its creations eyes it leaned down and griped either side of his face its hands gentle thumbs creasing his temples it leaned down further and kissed Jackson almost tenderly, without breaking the kiss it crawled up his form and settled on Jackson's tight muscled chest it leaned back exposing its ass . the creatures hand moved down to Jackson's hole now leaking its toxic continence onto the cold floor it scooped it up and rubbed it around its twitching hole fingers easily slipping inside causing it to moan into Jackson's mouth, it scooped up more toxic cum from the pool and dripped it down Jackson's rock hard cock satisfied it manoeuvred the young creatures newly changed and charged cock to its own hole pushed back it slid down the length one agonisingly slow inch at a time. Jackson let out a moan his eyes rolling back in his head he lay twitching with pleasure his brain overloaded by the sensation and the pleasure of the change only a few seconds later Jackson's cock exploded rope after rope of black oily cum deep into his makers bowls, the creature chuckled darkly and patted the bio-hazard sign forming from the black veins on Jackson's chest knowing it had created a work of art in this one. The creature waited for its new creation to be able to move again and helped him rise the maker gestured to an open-door way Jackson knew in his being it was time to hunt time to get him his first meal of pure untainted cum an image of his team mates appeared in his mind and he licked his lips his veins pulsing toxic green light faster in anticipation.

Thank you for this- very helpful but more fiction than the reality of the place which was true in every sense. It is an old vintage porno theater showing classic 70s porn. its two levels - Theater 2 is the main screening room with two levels. There is a mens room pitch black on right to the exit stairwell -with step down (so be careful ) but it opens into a foyer with a little dark room. On dircect rights of foyer is a small room (i almost missed a few first times entering) but the trannies hang out there and go in there for privacy. Then the main room Direct walking is like 5 to 7 steps is the Urinal section -- which is quite roomy -there is a working sink but its pitch black. Most guys flash a torch or cell phone quick to get there bearings-- at first i thought it was so rude but actually helped because guys do just stay in there hidden waiting so its nice to not get freaked out when u bump into someone . This is really tranny heaven -and they are pursued alot by the guys -they come in all ages, types etc. They get dressed down in one of the stairwells and they posted little mirrors on the wall for makeup and stuff. they were quite nice but are competitive -- i think some are working girls but i only went twice since due to my schedule. I did dress in drag and immediately on entry i was approached and swallowed a load from a Paki/arab guy- and then later sitting in downstairs theater another French blu collar came up to me and made me swallow his dick- and kissed me but that wouldn't have happened in boy dress. Now there were guys --gay cruising but i don't know it seems the drag was more popular- I talked to one of the girls and she told if i come back go Sat nights and Sunday afternoon which is really packed-- good tip-- i wish i had had the time. Bring, paper towels for general use- the bathrooms are quite spare but work. I heard some describe this place as disgusting -the mens room blackout room was smelly- i didn't find that at all-yes it smells like piss but better than pine sol----for most part it was in better form than the ADONIS when it was on its last legs. (Maybe I just love disgusting -but seriously it was pretty tame) The Cine Atlas is direct opposite from the Pigalle metro and next to McDonalds. 10 Entry Euro. The trannys carry their street clothes in a bag and change inside theater in some corner on down the stairwell exit from Theater 2. -- there is an entry stairwell that leads to Cinema 1 -but a connection stairs goes to Cinema 2 the larger one and that mid area is where the Trannies change. i found that the downstairs level had more traditional gay cruising in the back wall and tehre is another nook there on the right of the movie screen which is an exit but trannies take their guys in that nook /stairwell for privacy -some of the working girls I saw were hanging there-it was all a it surreal to be honest but will go back next time in Paris.

As I was thinking about the young black boy's cock, James came over. "How are you, babe?" "Good. You?" "I am good. Do you mind staying with Eric for a bit? I have to drop off my friend since he's too fucked to drive." I simply nodded and James was gone. Eric came over and stood over me. I was still laying on the floor looking up to him and all my focus was on his big beautiful black cock. My lips started to part and I started to salivate a little bit. He smiled and gradually lowered his body til his soft cock and balls covered my face. I used my tongue to lick all over and moved his soft cock around til the tip of it was placed in between my lips. Then I inhaled his soft cock and started to suck on it as I swallowed his cock deeper into my throat inch by inch. Soon I felt his cock get hard and started to cut my air supplies. I still held on to his cock as long as I could before lettting it out of my mouth. As his cock grew bigger, it completely covered my vision so as I sucked his cock, all I could see was his cock and his balls. When he took his cock away from me and pulled me up, I begged him to feed me more of his cock. He told me to put clothes on. I was so sad but I obeyed him and put my shorts and t-shirt on. We walked out to his car and started to drive away. My mind was so occupied with the image of magnificent black cock that I didn't realize James was supposed to come back to pick me up. I wanted to suck Eric while driving but he didn't let me. Instead he threw a big black vibrating dildo on my lap and told me to fuck myself with it. I asked for lube and he told me he doesn't have lube and just spat on it. I placed the tip of the dildo on my hole opening and started to move it back and forth . Soon my hole started to leak out some of the cum onto the rubber cock and made it slide in deeper into my hole. I slide it into me deeper inch by inch and turned the vibrator on. When I had the whole thing in me with the vibration, I was in my own sexual heaven. Apparently my body was writhing and I was moaning loud. Eric slapped me lightly to brign me back to reality when we arrived at a bathhouse parking lot. He told me to put my shorts on and I did it without taking the vibrator out. We opened the door to the bathhouse and was greeted by a big black old man. His stomach was so big that it hung over his jeans but his huge cock was even bigger. It was bigger than Eric's and the thought of him inside of me scared me even in my chem sex high. Eric and this old man talked a bit and took me to a small dark room behind the old man. They took out the pipe and smoked. While I was taking my hit, old man pulled out my vibrator and placed plastic syringe and inserted some liquid into my hole. Eric handed me a drink with a pill and I took them without any question. Soon I was in a total chem bliss and welcomed everything they wanted. Eric lifted me up and started to bounce me up and down on his cock as we started to walk around the bathhouse. There were quite few people in the bathhouse and most of them were black men. Eric kept on bouncing me on his cock as people approached us and started to feel my body. Soon I was feeling fingers stretching my hole wider than I felt another cock trying to push its way in along Eric. My hole was too tight to allow the second cock in but I loved feeling the constant pressure on my opening. After a while, I felt the vibrating rubber dildo being pushed into me. It hurt a lot and I tried to move away but Eric and others held me down. Soon I felt my hole feeling soooooo good being impaled by Eric and a vibrating black rubber cock. Then Eric pulled out of me and another cock replaced Eric's. I opened my eyes to see an old black man face staring down at me before Eric came into my view. He told me that he thinks I am ready for my black conversion. I said yes softly inbetween moaning. He said, "louder" over and over til I was shouting, "I am ready for my black conversion. Please fuck me and use me. Breed me. " Many men around me laughed. Eric told me that I am going to take any cock that he tells me to. I said, "yes. Please" When Eric stood up, I looked around and saw only black men with big cocks. I didn't care what they looked like as long they had big hard cock and Eric let them fuck either my face or my hole. I did my best to milk it til I was rewarded. After few hours, the old man from the front counter came over to me and started to push inside of me. My hole was still not big enough for him. Eric placed a little white powder under my nose and told me to inhale. It was tranquilizer and I relaxed completely and felt him enter me. My body soon went completely limp and i felt nothing but his cock as it stretched my inner muscle little by little. I felt super connected to him and felt like he was my whole world. After a while, my body rocked hard as the man fucked me hard. All I heard was his grunting and his fat belly and heavy balls slapping my body as he ran into me. He bred my hole and stayed in me to breed again. When he pulled out, I was a complete wreck. I was alone with this man. The man told me to get out since he has to close up. I walked out the door but didn't know where to go. I saw Eric's car in the lot and started to walk towards it. When I got to his car, he told me I have to entertain couple of more people before I can get in the car. He took me to the alley behind the lot and there were two homeless men. They were both black men. As I got on my knees between them, I was pleased to find them hard and big. I started to deep throat it inspite of all the smell. Two homeless men must haven't fucked for a while since they gave me the first cum shot rather quickly. But they had more than one in them to fill me up. They spit roasted me and filled my mouth and hole with their loads over and over. I was a bit grossed out by their looks initially but their big hard cocks and generous cum made me end up thanking them over and over when they were done. Eric took me into the car and dropped me off at my house. As I walked down the hallway, I passed by some black boys from the dorm and felt weak kneed. After tonight.s conversion, I was addicted to black men.