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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.

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?

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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.

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“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.

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.

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.

Hi guys quick note before i start i'm new at writing fiction (first story >.< ) but thought since i have enjoyed so many of your amazing orgasm inducing tales i should try contribute to the community, so any feed back is more than welcome as its the only way we get better. a quick sorry in advance for the punctuation i have dyslexia and its a bitch. this story is based on all those films where the monster is loose and hunts its pray transforming them into creatures like itself, which always really turned me on ... and seems a natural fit for a genetically modified poz monster who wants to convert as many as possible with its toxic dick. nobody dies in this story they just become infected with super HIV developed by a shady pharma corp and transform still living into there new form. i hope you all enjoy and on with the story...... The group walked up to the glass and steel building of Gentech, its massive sign still lit proclaiming “Gentech a better world for all”. But with the lights in the building out and all personnel gone it looked eerie and dead they knew the building was fully evacuated except for basement levels where the labs are and from reports those lab floors were like a small labyrinth. The basement levels had been sealed due to a biological containment alarm with the twelve scientists who working at the time were still down there needing extraction. That was the job of S.R.A.R.G, a search and rescue group used by government to get assets out of compromising situations, the group sent was delta squad a five-man strong retrieval team each hand picked for their skills. The Figures moved up to the doors and slipped inside with military precision, five figures in all wearing black bio-containment suits the front figure held a tablet with a metal wand hooked up to it they waved it though the air of the large glass atrium the tablet lit up green, the figure nodded and they moved quickly across the marble floor their footsteps and rustling suites echoing off the glass and steel in the still darkness they reached an elevator and the front figure typed a code the beeping seeming too loud by far, the metal doors slid open with a shush of air and the group stepped inside without a word, the elevator descended. The figures remained silent the elevators doors opened again and they stepped into a small concrete room only just big enough to hold them all, a red light pulsed on the wall a message flashing on a small black screen underneath “containment breach full lock-down in effect” the figure with the tablet moved up to the large blast door that took up one wall like the entrance to a tomb. he plugged the tablet into it with a small cable, swiftly moved his hands across the glass pad within a few seconds the red flashing light stopped and the large metal door rumbled up. the figures braced themselves but they were only met with a set of glass doors leading to a long corridor lit with dull yellow emergency lights no panicked scientists. The lead figure pushed the glass door open carefully and waved the metal rod it took a few seconds but the tablet once again showed a green icon on the screen, the figure pulled the mask free from his face with a sigh of relief “all clear guys” he was greeted with a rush of hot moist air that smelled like a locker room, “Air isn't too fresh though makes sense with the air con off down here, but the system says there are dangerous no toxins or gasses ” He quickly striped off the rest of the bio hazard suite showing the black military boots, fatigues, jacket a bullet proof vest over the top seemed filled with tech gear, the man was in his twenties 5 foot 9 with sparkling green eyes his blond hair shaved up the sides and back and let to grow long on the top it made him look like a surfer dude who had dressed like a swat officer for Halloween. The other four followed his lead pulling off the black suits to show similar cloths, “if nothing is showing up why the lock down Gray?” Nate was a large man and team leader he looked in his early 30’s with a body that had been carefully sculpted at the gym, his chestnut hair and beard were both buzzed close to the skin Grey looked back up from the tablet and shrugged “no idea, I would need to get into their computer systems to have a look at what they were working on, mission brief just has they were outsourced by the military intelligence on a number of sensitive projects” Nate nodded and looked over the group “right where are going to split up and find the people trapped down here while Gray pulls the files from the main computers … mission control want to know what the hell they were playing with down here” he pointed at two men one could have been a blond frat boy not over 25 and the other with olive skin black hair “Jackson and Alverez you two search the labs and office area me and cooper will escort Graves to the main server room and then join you, be careful we still don’t know what triggered the biohazard alert ” Both men saluted and Jackson and Alverez moved into the Lab complex guns drawn Nate watched them disappear around the corner and had a bad feeling but looked as Gray and Nick cooper a 5;12 Black man with a swimmer's body and Scowled “let's get this done fast”.

Just tell him to go fuck himself.

I love ATM. Sure it can be used by a submissive to reinforce his head space--but it is also just fun. It's hot. It's slightly 'naughty.' I have my fuck bench set up so both the ass and the mouth of the man on it are easy to use. I don't wait until I've shot a load. I want you to enjoy the taste of your ass on my cock from the moment I open you up, then during the fuck and finally, sampling the remnants of my load.

I am working on the next part now. Should have it ready by the end of the week and probably the next part next week. My goal will be to.put a part out every week

I agree - I don’t think bending over and getting fucked by another man is remotely ‘feminine’ - I love being fucked raw and it makes me appreciate being a man - it’s when I feel most comfortable and connected with other men, when we’re stripped down with nothing to hide just doing what comes naturally.

Welllllll .... it probably only means they've already jacked off chatting with you .... 😁 To the point though, I don't really care all that much about the unsolicited dickpix thing one way or the other. If it makes the guy feel hot, well - ok. Non of it really counts until the hook-up does. There's a lot of silly business on the cruise apps - much more productive to just hit the fuckjoints and dive in. I don't bother with the cruise sites anymore; too many drug-soaked guys floating around on some cloud - and I don't want those types in my home. At the fuckjoints, I don't care, but I do in my home. I can see your point, to a certain degree. It's a more idealized, conceptual definition, and that's great. Each guy gets to approach their sexual needs in the way that best suits them. That said, "respect" is something that is earned, and would imply that the two (or more) guys in question have already established that level of respect - even love - for each other. Maybe some of us have travelled a bit farther down the garden path than others, but - that's ok too. There's plenty of room for every one of us.

I get fucked by Mike Gaite every time he comes to town. (He's a damn fine hunk of man in all regards.) I have talked to and hope to get nailed by Chase Hunter, my longtime favorite performer (since childhood, practically!) in the near future.

The hotel 10 load breeding session I’m just back from an overnight breeding session. I managed to take 10 loads in all. I booked a hotel room and posted online that no load would be refused. I was about to head for the train to the hotel when I was offered a mouthful. A local guy wanted an anon blowjob whilst his boyfriend was at work. I just about had time. I had sucked this guy and his boyfriend off before. Neither is aware that I eat the others load which makes it so horny. The next 24 hours saw me take every load offered so start As you mean to go on. So I stripped to my jock and socks and put the pup hood on. A few minutes later he let himself in and unzipped in front of me on my knees. He pushed his soft dick into my open mouth and leaned back as I got to work. It quickly went from semi to solid as he groaned with pleasure. He tasted great with hot sticky precum. Still in His tight boxers his cock teased towards my throat when he stopped me. I was told to stand as he wanted to ‘play with my hole’. I stood and bent over the sofa. He used his fingers at first but then His wet cock started at the top of the crack of my ass and he slowly slid down towards my hole. There he paused to wipe his precum, just gently opening me to take his head. He repeated several times... Then he just pushed his way inside me. I thought perhaps he just wanted to say he’d been in me. I let him play. I thought of sucking his bf off Discretely, like i had done many times behind his back. In face I think his boyfriend had worn the same boxers that were now on the floor, and the very same socks he was stood in with his solid dick inside me. He switched from playing balls deep in me to fucking my cunt. It was clear his 4day load wasn’t going home to the bf. He was gently groaning while sliding his solid dick in and out of my cunt. He was pulling out and stabbing my hole with it. I now really wanted his load in me as lube for my open door fuck session. ‘I may just need to.... breed you’, was the exclamation as gave me his nutt and unloaded inside me. He spent a few minutes pumping his full load into me, before climbing back into his boxers and heading for the door and back to his boyfriend! While I headed to the hotel room for some loads! To be continued!

Part 6: Crisis On the Monday morning after his visit with his mother, Jake turned up bright and early at the police station and explained to the reception officer who he was and why he was there. He’d expected to go alone, but Sean had also booked off work and came with him. He also explained his experience, and why the matter concerned him. In short order, they were passed along to one of the detectives investigating the rape/murder, and Jake was surprised when it turned out to be Brian, a young, studly officer who’d had a thing with him for a few months, some years earlier. Nor did Sean have any objections, since he found Brian, impressive even in a business suit, to be well worth a second look in any company. However, when Brian spoke, it was another matter. “Well, look who we have here. How’ve you been, Daddy?” Jake just about choked on a greeting, and Sean laughed outright. A little wearily, Jake answered him, “Just fine, thanks, Brian, but I’m here with my friend, Sean, on a business matter.” “So I understood. Sean, right? Nice catch, Daddy!” Jake was about to file a vocal protest, but Brian went right on with the work at hand. “Best way to do this is to start from the beginning.” Speaking succinctly, Jake explained about his visit to the Suds’n’Studs, and how he’d been thrown out by Bill. He then handed the figurative speaking stick to Sean, who told about his brutal experience with Jim in Greenwoods Park, and his later misidentification of Jake as the man responsible. At this point, Brian’s eyebrows went up and he began scribbling notes much faster, muttering under his breath. He asked for details, and Sean explained more precisely where it happened. “Ah, the infamous rock. You said his name is Jim? He’s far from being the only guy who likes to head there, and you’re sure not the only bottom who’s ever been bent over that boulder.” “Including you, I assume?” Jake’s voice had taken on a dangerous tone of sweetness. Brian said nothing, but the grin on his face spoke volumes. “I thought so,” Jake added triumphantly. But Brian was back to focusing on the matter at hand. “Did he injure you at all?” Sean stopped laughing and picked up the thread of his tale. “A couple of minor bruises from slapping, but he really wrecked my hole – ripped me pretty badly. I had to go to emergency the next day, and even with meds it took a couple of weeks to heal.” Brian was scribbling more notes. “I’ll talk to the prosecutor to see if we can add another charge on. There may be some charges coming over the guy who had to be hospitalized, too. Okay, so next?” Sean briefly covered how he had suggested to Jake that he move in and act as a kind of permanent witness. Brian laughed outright at this point. “I don’t know which of you was smarter, Jake for realizing that you were right and he did need to cover his ass, or you for taking advantage of it to land him. Pretty smooth work, Sean!” Sean at least had the grace to blush at that, but it didn’t matter since he’d already admitted as much to Jake on that memorable first night. He then went on and described how he had spotted Jim at The Corner, and he and Jake together told Brian about that first unpleasant encounter, and about the veiled threats Jim had made. “That’s good stuff to have. Shows that he was malicious and acting with intent, not just on impulse, when he invaded your home.” Jake then took up the story with his visit to his mother, and everything he learned from her. Brian whistled at the revelation that Jake actually had a twin brother. “Wow! And there’s no doubt that he’s your brother, is there?” “Well, short of a DNA test, I’m pretty certain. You’d have to see him to realize just how alike we are. The only difference is that he’s bigger through the midsection – not a lot, but enough to look different. I’d say that he’s got longshoreman or construction worker muscles, and I have gym muscles.” “Oh, yeah, have you ever got gym muscles! Not a bad image, that. Plus, there’s the way he fooled Sean. Okay, I guess we can regard that as pretty much of a certainty, although we might need to do DNA testing if it turns into an issue later on.” Jake then wrapped up, by describing their hiking trip to Riverbend and how they found out about the dead victim just as they returned to their car in the parking lot there. Brian said, “Also good to know. If we can get some other people who were there as witnesses, that will place you miles away from the spot. The defence will almost certainly try on the mistaken-identity thing to pin the blame for that one on you, so we’ll cover those angles all we can.” “Thanks. That’s good to know.” “By the way, none of what I’m saying here is official. Strictly speaking off the record. That’s up to the prosecution to decide. But if you really think he’s going to try to get at you, I have an idea how we could use that to grab him. Especially because it seems that he always comes out of the woodwork on a weekend. It’s just a thought, but here’s my idea.” When he outlined his plan, Jake and Sean both agreed that it sounded like a good idea. “Okay, then,” Brian said, “leave it with me and I’ll work out the logistics. And thanks, both of you, for coming in. We’ve had absolutely no leads at all to go on with this case, and what you’ve just handed me isn’t only a solid lead – it’s gold. Nice to meet you, Sean. Great to see you again, Daddy.” They said goodbye and walked sedately out of the police station and down the street. But as soon as they turned the corner, Sean crumpled right up in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. “Oh, my God, that was hilarious! Easy to see you two know each other already, ‘Daddy’!” “Sean, don’t call me that unless you want to sleep in the bathtub with no covers tonight.” “Fuck, that was sooo funny! When did you two…?” “I can’t remember exactly, call it four or five years. It didn’t last too long. Sure, he’s hot, but that whole ‘Daddy’ thing is not one of my favourite roles to play. And Brian wanted to play it 24/7 – not just in bed. Talk about way too much of a good thing.” Sean laughed again. “I agree about the good thing. He’s a real hottie.” Now it was Jake’s turn to laugh. “Maybe so, but you’re far, and I mean faaar too young for him. He only hooked up with me because I had a beard at the time, and it made me look older than I really was.” Now laughing together, they got into the car and headed off to a belated start of the workday. But they were both thinking the same thing, that they were really lucky to have gotten Brian as the officer who interviewed them. Telling the whole story to a straight police officer would have been twice as hard, taken five times as long, and been ten times as awkward. Walking into the office together at 11:00 in the morning is not exactly a recommended way to make a quiet sneak entrance. Doing it hand in hand is almost the equivalent of blowing a trumpet to announce the Grand Arrival – and the rest of the staff piled on quickly, with all kinds of ribald comments about being unable to get out of bed or wondering who took too long to reach the finish line this time. Jake and Sean did their best to smile through it all, but underneath they were too nervous to relax into the horseplay. And sure enough, when they got to Jake’s office, there was the director of HR waiting for them. She favoured them with a lecture loaded with choice comments about punctuality, dedication to work, out-of-control social life, office favouritism, undue influence, and other such topics, and left them to chew on it at length. Which they promptly forgot about. After all, as Jake said later, he had no trouble at all with carrying the household bills for a few months, if need be, if either (or both) of them had to look for another position. In any case, they had far bigger problems on their minds. The rest of the week passed off without anything noteworthy happening, but Friday was another matter. On their regular visit to The Corner, trouble reared its head in the form of a handsome young blond twink who took a real shine to Sean and started flirting with him. Sean was open to the idea of a little flirtation, maybe more, but he didn’t know how Jake would feel about that. So when the kid, whose name was Luke, went off to the bathroom for a minute, Sean sounded Jake out. Jake’s response was, “If you want to go have some fun with him, feel free.” But Sean could tell from the tone of his voice that he wasn’t too happy with the idea. So when Luke came back, Sean turned off the charm, and finally said bluntly, “Sorry, Luke, not tonight.” After Luke left, Jake asked, “What just happened? I thought you were interested in him?” Sean answered honestly, “I was – a little. But I didn’t know how you’d feel about that, so that’s why I asked you. I want us to be always open and above-board about these things with each other. And you sounded not-too-happy, so I just switched it off.” “I’m sorry, Sean. The last thing I want to do is curb your fun if you want to go out on your own – really.” Sean thought for a moment, and then said, “Maybe I want to be pulled back. To you.” “Do you feel you’re moving away from me?” “It’s the stress from worrying about Jim. It’s getting to me, so I know it must be getting to you even more.” “It’s getting to me too. Look, I understand that you still want to be able to play around, and I feel that way at times too. But I just think that right now is not the time, not with Jim on the loose – and it being the weekend, just as we discussed with Brian.” Sean had the grace to look a bit shame-faced. “Sorry, Jake, I’d forgotten all about the weekend thing. But you’re right, it’s not a good time.” Jake wanted to smooth the waters over, so he said, “Hey, that Luke kid is definitely cute. Once we get through this mess and we’re in the clear from it, let’s come back, find him, and do a three-way with him.” Sean smiled and said, “Thanks for keeping me on an even keel, and for keeping things real between us.” Jake tossed back the end of his drink. “Want to go home and get more real?” Sean grinned. “You have to ask?” Twenty minutes later, they were undressed and in bed, with Jake busily eating away at Sean’s ass while Sean sucked his dick in a hot 69. Sean’s moans as Jake’s tongue probed his hole created a great vibration on the head of Jake’s cock and gave him the shivers every time he pushed deep into Sean’s throat. “Fuck, I want that cock in me now,” Sean said as he pulled off Jake’s cock. He immediately spun around, planted the cockhead at his hole, and started to sit down on it. “Fuck, yeah, sit on me,” Jake moaned as Sean pushed down onto his shaft, stretching his hole open and taking Jake’s big boner all the way into his body in one quick slide down the length. Almost at once he began moving, riding on that cock, bouncing up and down with the length penetrating all the way inside him each time he came down. He loved fucking himself like this on Jake’s cock. He loved the feel of control as the shaft slid in and out of his hole, while he used his ass muscles to stroke it. But it never lasted very long. The angle was too perfect – Jake’s cockhead was bumping against his prostate on every stroke, and Sean’s cock was bouncing and drooling like crazy as he fucked himself. Jake could see for himself that Sean was getting close to exploding from riding him bareback, and he still wanted Sean to be able to go crazy inside his ass, so he gasped, “Don’t shoot. I want you to fuck me next!” But Sean was beyond stopping. He was so turned on, and Jake’s dick was doing such a thorough number on him, that there was no chance of delaying the inevitable. As he speeded up his riding motions even more, his dick suddenly jolted upright and shot off a huge squirt of cum into the air. It landed with a splat right across Jake’s face. Six more shots followed in rapid succession, coming down all over Jake’s pecs, abs, and finally down to his navel as the last and smallest pulse dribbled out. By that time, the repeated pressure on Jake’s cock from Sean’s ass muscles clamping down in his wild orgasm had done its dirty work, and Jake groaned aloud as his load sprayed up into Sean’s hole, his sperm pumping deep into that hot young ass. Sean slowly ground to a halt, as both of them gasped for breath. At last, Jake got enough control to say, laughing, “Dammit, I told you not to shoot. I wanted you to fuck me and breed me next.” Sean chuckled, and replied, “Sorry, but I couldn’t help it. You know how that big cock of yours turns me on. But I’m sure I’ve got another load in me, I just need a few minutes to recover.” Then he leaned down to lick his cum off of Jake’s face and abs, sharing it with him in a sloppy, wet, snowball kiss. Jake laughed again. “Yeah, I need a bit of time too – not as young as I used to be. I always love cumming while you’re pounding me, and then feeling you loading me up.” Sean’s face turned serious. “It’s odd.” “What is?” “I never used to enjoy bottoming that much before I met you. And I never, ever let anyone cum in me. Now, I’ll do it with you every chance I get – and when I do, inside me is the only place I want your cum to end up.” “Sean, I’m just the same. For years before you came into my life, I was total-top-only with every guy I met. But having you fuck me and shoot inside me is such an enormous thrill, I can’t imagine why I never liked it before.” By now, Sean had pulled off Jake’s cock, and they were lying down together, cuddling, and kissing, and resting, since they knew a second round was on the program. And after about 20 minutes, the intermission ended. Sean’s cock began to refill and Jake’s wasn’t far behind it. This time, Sean took charge because he knew how Jake liked that. “Okay, roll over, flat on your face and spread your legs.” Jake did as instructed, and Sean dived right into his ass crack. Pulling Jake’s muscle mounds apart with both hands, he pushed his way in and began lapping at Jake’s hole, sucking on it, pushing his tongue right inside and stabbing inwards with little thrusts. He loved the way Jake’s lightly furred ass rubbed his face. Actually, Sean loved all of Jake’s body hair – the dusting of fur on his pecs, the treasure trail down over his abs, the scruffy hair on his arms and legs. Jake was all man, and with the hair – just enough, not a full fur coat -- he seemed all natural. Sean thought that Jake was the sexiest man he’d ever seen. His friends could keep their gym bunnies who spent a small fortune in time and money trying to get and hold onto the smooth look. While Sean was thinking these thoughts and working away at Jake’s hole, Jake was getting louder and more vocal by the minute, twisting and writhing on the bed, and muttering, “Fuck… fuck…fuck….” The exquisite tongue torture didn’t let up for a second. But finally Jake lost patience. “Damn it, Sean, I need your cock in me now before I go crazy.” As soon as Sean heard that, he lifted off and slid forward, moving his cockhead right into Jake’s crack and placing his torso directly above Jake’s beautifully shaped back. He reached down with one hand to place the tip directly on the target, and then leaned down, wiggling a bit until the head slipped in. Then, after another minute’s time spent waiting, he slowly added more pressure and sank right down into Jake’s ass, all the way into the fuck tunnel until he was lying right on his partner’s back, with full body contact. Both of them loved this position. The closeness of their muscular bodies, being practically glued to each other, was a huge turn-on. Once Sean felt Jake’s ass relax a bit more, he began slowly humping, with only the slightest of rising and falling motions at the hips. That slow speed didn’t last. Sean was gearing up quickly, going from first gear to second to third, getting faster and faster as he reached max speed and shifted into overdrive. His hips were a blur, the smacks as they slammed against Jake’s ass cheeks rattling out a rapid tattoo of fuck sounds. Jake was groaning almost nonstop from the speed and power of Sean’s fucking. By this time, Sean was doing full push-ups on Jake’s ass. He knew that he couldn’t hold off much longer at this speed, and was thinking of slowing down, but Jake moaned, “Don’t stop, fuck me harder!” He did his best to oblige, and that was a challenge, but he rose to it magnificently. Both of them were so intensely turned on that even this second round was going to end quickly. He could feel his cum mounting up his shaft and getting ready to spray into Jake. “Fuck. Fuck. I’m gonna cum in you!” “Yeah, that’s it, use my hole, dump your cum in my ass. Cum inside me!” Sean grunted a few times as his entire body tensed up, then with a yell he let it fly. His second load, even bigger than the first, jetted into Jake’s body in a series of intense spurts, his cock flexing like a mad thing, stretching Jake’s tight anus as he spewed his seed. Then he collapsed on top of Jake again, with his cock still buried all the way inside Jake as the final dribbles of cum oozed out. But Jake hadn’t cum yet. He planted his right foot on the bed and shoved hard, forcing both of them to roll onto their left sides. Then he got his hand on his cock and began jerking it. The precum was oozing out of the head in large amounts and they both knew that he was going to reach his peak soon. Sean pulled out of his ass, flopped onto his back, and called, “Over here! Cum on my face!” Jake scrambled up, turned around, and aimed his dick squarely at Sean’s face as Sean lay there, panting. That sight of his partner’s sweat-coated body did it for Jake, as usual, and his load quickly moved into firing position. He moved closer, jerking like a madman, Sean stuck his tongue out, and when the first spurt came it landed squarely in Sean’s mouth. Other shots followed, hitting him in various places around his face. At last, Jake finished shooting and flopped down alongside Sean. Then he roused himself, cleaned up Sean’s face and fed him the cum in another snowball. After a long breathless pause, Sean spoke. “We should probably get up and shower – both our asses are leaking.” Jake replied, “Oh, fuck it. I’ll change and wash the sheets in the morning.” And they fell asleep just like that, Sean lying spread-eagled on his back, and Jake on his face, with his arm flung out across Sean’s chest. On Saturday morning, Sean awoke very early, just at sunrise. Slipping out of bed without waking Jake, he went into the bathroom for a quick cleanup from the night before, and then pulled on his shirt, running shorts, socks, and shoes. Rather than look for Jake’s keys, he just grabbed the spares from the hook and went quietly out, pulling the door carefully shut. Then he rode the elevator to the lobby, and headed out for his run, throwing a brief glance at the new doorman who looked, he thought, vaguely familiar. Half an hour or so later, Jake awoke, thinking it was still too dark. He went to roll over and found that his arms had been pulled out to full length and attached to the bedposts – it felt like it was done with zip ties. Then he found that his legs were equally stretched and tied down. He opened his mouth to shout and realized that there was a gag stuffed in his mouth. And that was when he figured out that the unseasonal darkness was a black hood pulled down low over his head. He squirmed and twisted on the bed, and found it was useless – he couldn’t move at all. A familiar voice came to him, laced with equal parts sarcasm and rage. Jim. “Well, well, look at this beautiful turkey bird, all trussed and ready for the roasting pan.” Jake emitted a grunt of rage. It was all he could do. “Oh, you might as well save your breath and save your strength. I’ve taken very good care that you aren’t going to get loose.” Jake squirmed again. “I watched your pretty little boyfriend heading out for his run before I jumped the lock. Really, those door locks are a joke. They teach you how to get past that kind in the first week of Year One Criminal U at the slammer. I tell you, though, he was looking mighty good. Same outfit he had on the first time I fucked him. It really shows off his ass well.” Jake grunted. “I’ll bet you wanted to know why I’m doing this. I’ll be glad to tell you in detail. After all, you won’t be around to tell any tales once I’ve finished with you. And neither will your cute boytoy. So, here’s the story.” The story, Jake thought, was just what you’d expect – a guy who’d been dealt a bad hand to start, and then blamed everyone but himself for the way life kept walking all over him. A history of rotten adoptive family, violent crime, prison time, and violent sex – it was all just what you’d expect. But then he came to arriving in Devonston. “So I came here, and tracked down mom – and then you, and Catherine. I’d been surprised to find out I was one of a pair of twins. They’re never supposed to be separated, but we were. I started checking you out, and soon found out all about you. Swanning around town in a hot Porsche, flashing the designer duds, living in this palatial condo that came from your stepdaddy, and laying every hot dude that took your eye. “Jealous? You bet I was. But the last straw, that was when you took on that young cutie, Sean. He’s the one guy I did since I came here who actually enjoyed it. Oh, yeah, he did – he wouldn’t tell you that, but that little fucker was moaning all over the place and actually came hands free while I was fucking him. But he went for you. “That’s when I realized that I could get rid of you, both of you, easy as pie, and live the life of Reilly here in your palace. We’re identical twins. Who’d ever know the difference? So that’s the story, and here I am.” At that moment, there came the sound of the front door clicking shut. Jake wished he could yell a warning, but of course he was gagged. Jim whispered, “Back in a minute.” Jake could only guess. He heard a gasp of surprise. Then there came a couple of beeps, and a couple of small bumps and bangs which he couldn’t interpret. Then he heard Sean’s voice, “What the…. Jake, are you okay?” He nodded violently, hoping Sean could see his head move. “Let me get you untied.” Jake shook his head violently. All he wanted was for Sean to clear out, get away, go call the police, do something. He jerked his head to the left over his shoulder several times, trying to signify to Sean to get the hell out of the room and go for help. But it was too late. He heard a quiet thump, then a louder series of thumps. And then came Jim’s voice again. “There! Now I’ve got both of you right where I want you.” There followed some more indeterminate sounds, rustling and scraping, and then the bed suddenly jerked and swayed as a weight was dropped next to him. He knew what that was. Jim spoke again, still in that same mixture of glee and rage. “Just so you know what’s going on here, I’ve gotten your boyfriend undressed so he’ll be just as naked as you are. And I’m going to tie him down, right beside you, face down, same as you. It’ll make things easier if I want to fuck you both before I start carving you up.” His footsteps receded down the hall – no need for him to be quiet now. There came an assortment of bangs and bumps, some louder, some softer. In about five minutes he came back, making a sound which Jake could tell was the sound of a kitchen knife being sharpened on a whetstone. He knew that sound very well from listening to Sean at work on one of his amazing dinners. Then Jim came back into the room, another nasty sneer in his mouth. “At least you’ve got a good top-quality knife and sharpening stone. But after that -- what a fucking useless pair of pussy faggots. Not a single fucking beer in the entire place. No hard stuff either, just wine, champagne, even fucking rosé wine – just the thing for you pansies, it’s your colour. I’m going to the store down by the street entrance to get me some beers and snacks`. Not much use struggling, you’ll just wear yourselves out but you won’t get free. I’ll be back in a while. Enjoy your rest, girls.” There was the sound of footsteps, then a click of the front door latch and all was silent again. Jake wasn’t sure how much time had passed. Lying there, tied down, unable to move, blinded by the hood over his head, silenced by the gag in his mouth, he felt disconnected from time. What he wasn’t disconnected from was his fear. Jake began doing something he hadn’t done since he was a child. He began to pray. He’d lost any belief in the Christian God at age 11, as soon as he realized that he was gay and would become a target of scorn and disgust in his Christian mother’s eyes and in the eyes of her church associates. Jake couldn’t have said to whom or what he was praying, but that’s what he was doing. One might expect him to be praying for himself, but he wasn’t. His thought, his prayer, was all for Sean. I just want Sean to be all right. Please, please, don’t let him die. If Jim is going to get his way and kill us, I want us to go together. But please, let Sean be all right. He’s got so much life to live, so much to look forward to. Please don’t let him die. And on and on his tortuous inner monologue went. At last, Jake got an answer of a sort. He heard a painful groan and felt movement stirring next to him. The mattress heaved and sagged a bit as Sean struggled to free himself. And Jake knew that in this, at least, he had his answer. Sean was all right. For how much longer, though, who could say? He wished with all his heart that he could wrap his arms around Sean, comfort him, let him know that they were together. But no. He could do nothing. He couldn’t even speak. But Sean had to know that he was there, had to have heard his breathing and felt his movements, had to know that they were in this together, just as he’d said they had to be. It was only a slight comfort. By this time, they’d both stopped struggling. As Jim had so rightly said, it was useless to try – he had them completely at his mercy. As they lay there, stripped naked, strapped down, gagged, and hooded, their thoughts were running along oddly parallel paths. Jake was thinking: Let him slice me up, just so long as Sean’s all right – he’s suffered enough from life and from this psycho already. And through Sean’s mind ran these words: Come on, you maniac, you can kill me first. Jake deserves a better life than this and a far better brother than you. They heard the door click shut, the footsteps, the sound of a beer can popping open, the sound of someone gulping beer down, the clang as the can was flung aside. And then, Jim’s gleeful, hateful voice came to them again, “All right, it’s just about lunch time here. Which of you two cute birds wants to get carved first – the chicken or the turkey?” There was the sound of the knife running over the whetstone repeatedly. Then, suddenly, a completely different sound – a deep, harsh male voice, shouting, “Police! Drop the knife!” There was a momentary scuffle. A single gunshot rang out. Then a voice could be heard from below the level of the bed, moaning in pain. The officer’s voice came again: “Nice shot. You got him in the leg, and he’s still alive. Better call for the ambulance.” The single beep of a cellphone followed. Then again, a completely different voice, with a lighter, mocking tone. “Well, well, what have we got here? A little bondage play to get the weekend off to a roaring start?” A hand slapped Jake’s ass lightly, giving it a little squeeze, and the mocking voice said, “Still looking in great shape, there, Daddy.” The gag was pulled out of Jake’s mouth, and Jake, plainly not amused, growled, “Well, you sure took your fucking time getting here, Brian!”

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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.

How many randoms?

No I'm perfectly happy knowing that I will be able to take whatever they pull out of their pants I remember back in the day, I had a guy pull out his half erect cock and I was like uh oh well wtf and did I get myself in to? Those were the days I don't regret it no.

I'm going through the same phase. I just let a guy f**** me blindfolded today. And yesterday I let a guy come over and breed me. And I didn't even know his name. I've actually been letting dudes f**** me all week. I'm even building a reputation where some guys know of other guys who are f**** me 😯😈 but I think it's just us coming into being cum dumps . Accepting that we're here to service our holes. Providing these tops some warm juicy pussy lips to plant their seed.

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

makes me think of this image

My 000 gauge

6g pa here. What do you wanna know?

At home. I made one of my regular cumdumps come over tonight and I shot 4 loads in his ass. Boring, I know, but if you want to shoot multiple loads it's easier when you dont have to worry about being interrupted. I think I'm going to go give him #5...