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Pozzed while Cruising 6 I walked home with a plug shoved deep in my cunt and every boy that I saw becoming a potential target for the “brotherhood”. I got hard…again #6 I got back to my dorm and it was only about 8pm on a Wednesday night. I had some homework to do, but I thought I should shower while no one was in the gang shower we all shared. I got undressed in my room and thankfully my roommate was not in the room. I pulled the plug from my ass and pink cum ran down my legs. I tred my best to clench up and hold it in, but I was so full of cum from 3 or 4 guys. I really lost count. What kind of slut loses count of how many cocks fucks him in a night. I guess this one. I lost count of guys, but I had at least 5 loads in my ass and two in my belly. I was not hungry for food, but I could suck another cock or four. I wrapped my towel around my waist and with my ass clenched tight but I could still feel cum seeping out of my ass. I hung my towel up, adjusted the water temp and let the water cascade over my body. I then let it all flow. I emptied my bowels as I let piss flow from my cock and I unclenched and pushed out what cum would flow. I watched as my piss and cum circled the drain in the open shower of the dorm. I felt a bit of relief as the warm wanted cascaded down my abused body. I was not out in the dorm. I was not out to anyone really, but soon out of nowhere I started sporting some wood. It did not help matters that the starting freshman linebacker came in to shower after his workout. I tried to hide my hardon, but alas he did see it. He laughed and asked me if I was liking what I was setting. I nodded in the affirmative. “All you white boys are the same. Alright come over and suck my cock” he demanded. “I don’t want to go out with a loaded gun” he quipped. Like a zombie almost, I absentmindedly stepped and bent at the waist to suck his thick powerful cock. He ran his hand down my back and started to play with my hole. His hand jerked away. I knew he had discovered just how well fucked my hole was and that I was still leaking cum. He just did not know it was mostly likely poz cum. “You like getting fucked white boy” he dropped out. I moaned an agreement. He pulled out of my mouth and pushed me around so that he could have access to my well fucked ass. He spit on his cock, not like he needed as I still had a fair amount of cum still deep in me. HE roughly fingered me for a moment and then slid his 8 inch black cock in me. I held onto the wall as he pounded my ass. “I think I could stay in all night and breed this hole, “ I moaned, “you like that idea bitch” He continued. “My roommate would like some of this too. I am tired of his mouth. Maybe you can teach him to give up his ass too”. His roommate was the new all-star freshman QB that was being groomed to take over next year. I got a little harder at the thought of getting the two stud football players into my poz circle. He slammed his cock in me about 20 more times before he filled me with his seed. I could see his cock covered in his and the other guys sperm. He forced his half hard cock in my mouth to clean him off. I could see traces of blood and shit mixed within the jizz coating his cock. I dragged my teeth along his cock. He slapped me and told me to watch my teeth. I cleaned him off. He told me to give him 20 minutes and then come to his room. I finished my shower, dried off, went to my room, pulled on a jock, some workout shorts and a T. I was at his room in 19 minutes…

I needed a few days to recover from two and a half weeks of breeding chaser #1. He seemed to get a double dose of the conversion flu to make up for the one I didn't seem to get. When my dick had recovered and my balls were full, I went in search of someone new to fuck. While I was looking, I got a message from an early 30's guy. There were only a couple body pics that showed a mostly smooth, thin body, trimmed pubes around a larger cock with an upward curve, and a nicely muscled ass dripping cum. His stats said he was an inch taller and twenty pounds lighter than me. "Hey, hot profile. Looking for poz guys a little older than me that will breed neg holes. Let me know if ur interested" his message said. We messaged a few more times and I made sure he was serious. When I showed up at his apartment, he looked close to the pics on the profile but had added maybe ten pounds. His face wasn't pretty and the mop of straight, stringy hair didn't do him any favors, but he had nice full lips and I'd find out later, a long, talented tongue. I followed his naked body back to a bedroom where he helped me out of my jeans and moments later his mouth was engulfing my quickly hardening cock. I only let him go a few minutes until my cock was covered in spit before grabbing a fistful of hair and yanking him off my shaft. I didn't need to tell him what to do next. The moment I let go of his hair, he scrambled on to the bed, looking back to see if his position on his hands and knees was what I wanted. I nodded and glanced around the room. On the nightstand was a bottle of lube and some poppers. I grabbed the poppers and took a couple hits before sealing the bottle and tossing it on the bed next to his hand. By the time he got the first hit, the head of my cock was resting on his hole. Once I heard his second huff, I thrust my cock in a couple seconds later. He groaned loudly as my cock drove in over half way. I waited a moment and withdrew an inch and shoved back in until my balls slapped into his. I gripped his body and began to plow into his tight hole. The spit really wasn't enough to lube him but my precum began to help. After a dozen strokes, I felt him give a tentative squeeze to my cock. My chuckle told him that he could work his ass however he wanted. I liked a bottom that was part of the fuck and I rarely came from a guy trying to milk the load out of my balls. A few minutes later, his hole got sloppy enough that I could fuck harder. There was a satisfying thud as my body slammed into his. Several minutes later, the friction increased and he started to groan again. I made it a little longer before I felt the cum start to rise and I froze mid thrust, my cock showering his guts with cum. Driving in another couple inches, my cock let out a few more spurts of jizz before I fell forward, planting the rest of my cock in. This time, his firm squeezes did milk out a little more cum, making me laugh and growl out "Greedy fucker, aren't ya." We laid there on the bed, both of us breathing heavy. He had a big grin on his face and there was a smaller one on mine, too. "So, is it just the high from the risk or do you really want to get infected" I asked, choosing the most unglamorous word I could think of to describe what I had just tried to do. "I want to get pozzed. I've been chasing for three years and the desire just keeps getting stronger. I have a deal with some other guys that the first one of us to get charged up, does the other four. I want to be the one that gets to do it" he explained, the grin getting a little more sinister. "Hmm, that means you're versatile, then" I said. "Not for the past couple years. I became a total bottom until I get pozzed" he replied. Any thoughts that I had that he was going to regret me breeding him vanished. "That's quite the commitment. Looks like I may have to breed you a few more times to make sure you get to top again soon. This city is desperate for more tops" I said. "You're really toxic? You're not catfishin' me to get in my ass?" he asked. I got up and pulled my phone out of my jeans and flipped around and showed him the screenshot of my test results. "Fuck yeah! I'll take as much of that as you want to share" he said. "As I've heard from a few guys... It's fun trying" I replied. I continued to follow Chris' method and we fucked four or five days a week for the next few weeks until he called me to say he was sick as a dog and couldn't meet. As horrible as he sounded, there was excitement in his voice. "Don't forget about your buddies. End their chase like I did yours" I told him. That evening I was back on the apps looking for my next target. Instead of 'neg for poz' in my search, I changed it to 'neg for any' and began looking at the new set of guys. One guy caught my eye and I looked at his profile several times. He was younger than I usually looked for but a little older than the college guys looking for their daddy fix. The four pics showed that he was proud of his hairy body. Brown fur covered his chest, abs, back, ass and legs. Even the pic of him sucking a thick black cock showed he wore a very bushy beard. His body size put him into the 'cub' category and it looked like he was no stranger to the gym. I must have looked at it a few too many times since he sent a message "Thanks for lookin. Hot profile. Sorry, I don't like to know I'm playing with poz guys. I like some mystery." That's when I found out it was good to have a second profile that skipped or changed some info. After thinking about it a while, I made several changes to make the profiles look different. I wasn't going to lie and say I was neg or ten years younger, but I shaved a few pounds off and listed my status as "ask me." My age and sizes were very similar, but the pics and text were very different. To make it less obvious, I waited a week before I contacted the muscle cub from my new profile. To my surprise, he replied when he logged in a day later. The discussion seemed to indicate his kinks were limited to barebacking, breeding, piss and bukkake. While I was into the first three, the last one didn't do anything for me since I preferred to shoot my cum inside a guy. He also said he preferred very little talking during sex. Grunts, moans and groans were fine but that was it. I guess it fit in with not having the top's status getting divulged. We met up at his apartment and I figured I'd have one chance at tapping him. While he hadn't said anything explicit, it didn't sound like he hooked up with the same guy more than one or two times. "Hey, glad you could make it" was about all the words he said, other than "bye" when I left. His voice was deep but casual. Grunts and moans were all that filled his bedroom for the next hour. Most of the time I was behind him, fucking him over the side of the bed, on his hands and knees, on his knees or flat on his stomach. My cock drilled him hard and soft, with short strokes and long. I loved feeling his sweaty body against mine while we rutted as nature intended - bare. His hole was slick with precum for most of our fuck and as with the other neg guys, I leaked more than normal while fucking him. Maybe it was because I found him sexier than most guys I hooked up with. Part of that sexiness was his confidence. He didn't try to overplay his masculinity. He acted like an average guy that liked risky sex. I just happened to think he was a lot hotter than your average guy. Muscle cub was a little reluctant when I flipped him on his back for a few more minutes of pounding before I dumped my second load into him. I doubt he knew I had already bred him while I fucked him earlier when I got myself too close prevent shooting my charged load in. I kept plowing through several shots, coating his guts with my cum. The second load was almost as big as the first, but I pumped it in fully planted in his ass. His eyes were closed but the expression on his face told me he knew I had filled him with my seed. My face had a very big, satisfied grin on it and had moaned a drawn out "ah fuck yeah" with the last few spurts. A week later I got a message from him. "Hey. Was hoping we could meet up again. Been really busy and no sex since we hooked. Not going to have much time next week either so I want to meet someone I know is gonna fuck good and leave me dripping" he said. It was pretty flattering and it was hard to refuse spending some more time fucking the stud. I was supposed to meet a friend for beers when muscle cub was free, so I did what any horny gay guy would do. We spent almost two hours playing this time. We started on the couch with him sucking me. He spent a lot more time getting my cock hard and wet than our first meet and I played with his ass almost as long. My tongue loved his furry ass and hole and my fingers did too. I didn't get my fist in, but four fingers were able to stretch him open. I even got a few encouraging words from him. By the time I pressed my bare cock into his ass, my beard was dripping spit and his hole was gaping nicely. My cock slipped in easily but as soon as I bottomed out, he clamped down and let out a deep moan. The more relaxed pace let me spend more time plowing into his talented hole and enjoy feeling our bodies completely connected. We both worked up a good sweat and I loved rubbing his body with my hands and feeling the damp fur under my palm or on my chest. I fucked him over the end of the sofa in a few positions before finally breeding his hole. That was when he spoke for the first time during sex, telling me how he loved feeling my cock throb inside him. When we had recovered, he pushed me toward the bedroom for round two. He might have been a bottom but there wasn't a submissive bone in his body. He wasn't aggressive enough to be a power bottom either, but there were signs that he might be on his way there. While I first thought that he might want to cuddle while my balls refilled, that wasn't what he planned. I quickly found myself between his legs, sucking on his nice, thick cock. This was new territory and one that I didn't mind at all. I considered myself ninety percent top these days, back to what I was with my cumwhore of an ex. I'd briefly moved to fifty-fifty versatile with Chris, but that was now over. Sucking dick was always one of those things that I loved to do but it needed the right guy. Muscle cub was perfect for this. A nice cock, a good attitude and the chance that I'd be swallowing his last neg load made for a very satisfying blowjob. Twenty minutes of sucking, licking and stroking his shaft gave me plenty of time to ready load number two. From his cock, I licked down to his hairy ass and licked my cum that was leaking out of the tight pucker. My tongue dug in, fucking him a few moments before my now stiff cock was ready to slide back into the warm, wet confines of his pussy. Unlike our fuck a week before, muscle cub had no issue with me fucking him on his back. At first he held his thick legs back while I drilled his hole before eventually resting them on my shoulders. Last time he kept his eyes closed and grunted occasionally, this time his eyes were locked on to mine and the grin from before got bigger. The moans and grunts got louder too. "Fuck yeah! Pound that hole" he growled out, almost making me jump back. I chuckled and growled back "Yeah? Like that cock drilling into your hole? You like me churning up that load from earlier?" "Uh huh. I feel some of it drippin out... you better put some back in" he groaned out in response. This was the type of banter I liked to have during sex. It had been sorely missing from our first fuck and I wondered if he wanted to avoid any conversation that might have hinted at mine or his status. I hadn't fucked enough chasers to have anything like that become part of my normal fuck-talk so it was easy to avoid. I pounded him harder until finally my balls couldn't keep their viral contents inside. I growled as spurts of cum showered his guts and he yelled out "Oh god yeah!" My body shuddered and shook during the intense orgasm and when it faded we were staring at each other. I pulled out and rolled over on to the bed next to him, still breathing heavily. It was his turn to get between my legs and suck the cum from my shaft and balls. He was surprisingly gentle but I doubt he missed a drop of semen, whether he licked it up or coated his beard with it. He continued long enough to make my cock start to stiffen again. I was pleasantly surprised when he crawled on top of me and lined up my cock to his very slick hole. He rode me for about ten minutes until I could tell his legs were starting to burn. I tugged him toward me and on to his knees while I took over and drilled his ass for another five minutes before I unleashed a few more ropes of cum into him. "Thanks... that was fuckin awesome. I haven't fucked like that in a few years" he said a minute later. "Yeah, that was damn good" I replied. Once he had crawled off of me, I went in search of my clothes. While he was a lot more vocal and friendly this time, it was still just a hookup and I knew it was time to head home. Part of me expected a message from him a week later, but I didn't get one. The next week was the same and by then I was fucking a couple other guys anyway. I finally saw him online a month or so later. I was using my original poz status account and checked out his profile. A smile came over my face as I saw the change in his status. About a half hour later he sent a message "Thanks for lookin. Hot profile. Wanna hookup some time?" Chuckling, I replied "Thanks. Sorry, I prefer the challenge of neg guys."

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. Another try at a "short" story. There are 2 parts. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. -- It had been a crappy year so far. In April I caught my supposedly monogamous boyfriend getting tag teamed by a pair of grindr hookups. I watched him pack his shit up and even caught him trying to steal some of my stuff. I heard he couch surfed for a few weeks before he could get a place of his own. I told everyone I knew what happened and many knew he had been playing behind my back for months. I'm sure a few of them had fucked that sack of shit too. I was nearing forty, but thought I still looked good. Some of the twenty-something guys were starting to call me daddy, usually when I let my beard grow out, which just made me feel older than I was. My workout schedule was three or four times a week which kept my six foot body in good shape, toned but not built. I kept the hair on my chest trimmed and my full head of hair perfectly coiffed. When summer started and I was still in a funk, my workout buddy Chris took me out for a beer after the gym. "Ya gotta snap out of it. Stop looking for a new boyfriend, just hookup with a few guys. You might find you click with one" he said. I knew he was right. I hadn't had sex with a guy since a few days before catching my ex in the act and my hand didn't compare to having my cock buried up a guy's hole. "I know, I know. It's just hard to find a guy my age that isn't already in a relationship or isn't a complete slut. The thought of having to wrap it up to fuck after seven years of doing it bare is a turn off, too" I replied. "Get on prep if you're worried about picking up the big bug. You're gonna drive yourself mad if you stay in this rut" he replied. We hit the bar again a few weeks later, a day after I'd fucked the first guy in months. "You look a little better, but you're kind of distracted... What's up?" he asked. "I finally got laid last night, but it didn't go very well" I replied. "Not all of them do. What went wrong?" he asked. "I couldn't stay hard in the condom. The guy was about to give up but said 'try it bare. I'm on prep' so I did. God it felt so good and we fucked for over an hour. I even came in him, just like I used to do with the douchebag" I told him. "OK, I don't see why you're confused. You prefer it bare, just like ninety-nine percent of the guys out there" Chris said. "Yeah, but I don't want to catch anything, and raw fucking guys I don't know is risky. It's less of a risk if I top, but sometimes I like feeling a guy drill my brains out too" I explained. I saw a smile come over his face. "Yeah, I'm the same. But if you're worried, start prep. Or find hookups that are on it. I haven't had a rubber on my dick in over ten years. None of the guys that have fucked me have had one either. Once you go bare, you won't want to go back, as you found out" Chris said. I nodded and saw him adjust himself. He grinned back at me. "I think I know how we can help each other out" he said. That was the start of six weeks of fucking each other three days a week after our workout. Usually it was a flip fuck and neither of us would ever pull out, dumping our loads into each other without a second thought. It was strange bottoming so much after decades of topping most of the time, but it was a small price to pay to fuck like I was used to. After the third week, I'd taken more of his cum than all of the other guys combined since I started having sex in high school. It felt weird walking home from his place with his cum running down my leg but it reminded me that Chris had my cum dripping out of him, too. I started hooking up with other guys too, but since this town is ninety percent bottoms, I always topped with them. Near the end of July, Chris told me that he was going out of town for work for a month. "Did you ever go on prep?" he asked. "Nah, never got around to it. You've been keeping me busy" I replied with a chuckle. "Good time for it, now. You'll have some free time to do it. I won't be back for a couple months" he said. We met up one last time before his trip and I spent the night. While I fucked him some, most of the time I was the one getting nailed. Before I headed home, he stuffed a butt plug in and said "Don't want you lookin like a cheap whore leaving a trail of cum on your way home." Work for me got busy too, but I finally went in to start prep. "We need to do some tests first" the doctor told me. They called me in to discuss the results a few days later. "Jason, you tested positive for HIV. There's no need for prep. We are going to do some more tests to figure out how best to treat you" the doctor said, along with a thousand other things that I didn't hear. -- "I never said I was on it and you didn't ask. I got a really big Christmas gift last year and I've been sharing it. You're number seven that I know of" Chris said when I called to tell him. "What the fuck? That wasn't cool" I yelled back at him. "It's really cool, since you don't have to worry about it any more. You can go on meds, but once you charge up your first neg guy, you're going to want to do it more and more. Its such a rush!" Chris said, sounding excited for me. "You're fuckin kidding me? You want me to go out and infect unsuspecting guys like you did to me?" I said, exasperated. "Do it however you want. Fuck other poz guys, knock up some chasers, breed some prep guys or stealth some neg guys. Just do me a favor and stay off meds for a few months and see how it goes" he said, calmly. "Fuck! Now you want me to do you a favor? You're just a fuckin asshole. I hope you burn in hell" I yelled out before I hung up. The problem was, I was horny. Really horny. As good as my hand felt, I needed more. I figured that there wasn't any harm fucking other poz guys so that's what I started with. By the time I went in to talk with the doctor about my second set of tests, I'd fucked and bred a half dozen poz guys. One even flipped me over and gave me his own potent, unmedicated strain. A few days after my doctor's appointment, I was surfing and one guy sent me a message. "Hey. Think I've seen you at the Sweat Shop gym. Prep btm here, luv takin poz dick. bb only" he said. The pics in his profile looked familiar and I remembered checking him out more than once during my workouts. After a few more messages, I was convinced I wasn't going to infect him. Later that evening, my dick was buried in his ass as he begged for my toxic seed. While some of the poz guys had mentioned it while I fucked them, this guy went all out on poz talk while we fucked. I pumped a huge load in him and I don't think I'd ever seen a bottom happier to get bred. The group of guys I was now comfortable fucking was now getting larger. It was just about a month since I got the diagnosis when the first chaser messaged me. Well, the first one that seemed serious and sent more than "poz me" as a message. He was ten years younger than me, two inches shorter, smooth above the waist and hairy below. He had a nice looking uncut cock and an even better looking ass. His longish, curly hair hung over the almost shaved sides and I saw several bits of metal in his ears. There were a few tattoos scattered over his body as well, but they looked like he spent time planning them out. "You're the first neg guy I've fucked since..." I started to say as we undressed in his small apartment. "That's cool. The last guy that said he wasn't on meds was last year and either he lied or it didn't take. It's fun trying though" the guy said calmly. Calm wasn't how I was feeling. I was nervous and hoped I was going to be able to perform. After a few minutes of groping each other's naked bodies, he worked his way down until he was sucking on my now stiff cock. He was better than most guys and I kind of forgot why I was there, besides to fuck, of course. After fifteen minutes, I wanted to see if his ass felt as good as his mouth and throat. Holding his head by the hair, I pulled my cock out of his mouth and slapped it over his cheek. "I need your ass" I said softly, staring at him. He bent over the bed and I was on my knees a moment later. I was only going to spend a minute rimming him, but his ass just felt too good. My beard mingled with the hair between the mounds of firm flesh. His ring flexed while my tongue lapped over it, adding more spit to the entire crevice. Ten minutes had passed and my cock was now throbbing, needing some attention too. I stood up, surprised how hard my cock still was. I pressed the leaking tip to his spit soaked hole, wondering how I could even think about doing what I was about to do. Pushing a little harder, I heard Chris' comment from a few weeks earlier about knocking up a neg guy rattling around my head. "Aahhh fuck yeah..." the chaser moaned as my cock drove slowly into him. His chute felt good wrapping around my cock and when I bottomed out, he gave a firm squeeze with his ass muscles. My cock was leaking more than usual and soon his hole was really slick. It let me pound him harder and at one point I grabbed his hair and pulled it back before slamming in. While I ground my hips against his ass I whispered in his ear "Ready to get pozzed?" "Oh god yeah... Please breed me full of your bug... I want it so bad!" he cried out. His ring clamped down harder with each phrase, trying to suck the cum out of my balls. I could only thrust in a dozen more times before I began to shoot. The moan he let out told me how much he loved getting filled with my virus enhanced load. After the last pulse, I plowed his ass a few more minutes, churning up the cum inside him and hopefully pushing it deeper. Whether he felt as excited when he converted or when he tested positive, I would probably never know. After a short rest, I drilled him again until my cum needed to escape and help try and end his chase. He was a fun guy to fuck and when we finished told me he was very eager for a repeat. I spent the next 17 days breeding him until I showed up and his body was on fire. We only had a quick fuck that night and I left him passed out with one big load inside. I texted Chris and said "ur right. big rush when first one converts." A rational guy would have thought that once he'd experienced pozzing a guy it was enough and he should start medication to get himself undetectable. That's not what I did. Just like Chris had told me, I wanted more.

Well this is an usual update for a bottom like me. This Time I was bred and also forced to breed a pussy! one of my friend who who I often go cum hunting messaged me letting me know he’s hosting a party at his house and need an extra hole and if I’m keen and free to come and join. Told me it will be discrete event and I will be blindfolded and tied before it start. I’m ok with that. So last night went to his place in Kew, it’s an upper market housing area in Melbourne, so that’s my first surprise ! He’s loaded! arrive at his house, is my second surprise ! A woman open the door and greet me, introduce herself as my friends wife ! Well didn’t see that coming! Never new or could imagine he would be married and I’m struggling to see how it work! My friend all I know have micro penis! Literally the size of my thumb when hard, and really slutty cumdump . We go sauna/cruising often! So now finding out he’s married ! His wife is also Asian from accent I would say Malaysian/Singaporean but looks Chinese. anyway she walked me in then saw my friend he said hi. And said no time to chat some guess already here and asked me if I’m ok to go ahead and if yes we’ll both going to get tied and blindfold in the room. I said ok. He also asked this whole thing will be film and I will be hooded with a rubber mask so they can’t see anything apart from my open mouth. Said the film is for personal use. His wife said it’s for her to enjoy. She then Put on my hood, then I was asked to lie on my back, then they tied my hand either side of bed, then they lift my leg up and also tied it up, so my hole is prominently expose! I was just waiting after that, I assum my friend is being tied somewhere too. not long after, my wife friends just announced they are ready, and soon I can feel a hand pinch my nipple, then a cock in my lips so I started sucking and the same time fingers in the ass. Then the first cock went in! I never see any of the guess but based on the cock fucking me. I will say all Asian. Mostly good size nothing too big , and I really enjoyed it ! All bare, and either cum inside my ass and I had two loads in my mouth. I counted all up about 6 different guy using me, not sure if it’s the same using my friend. But as gb goes this was nice, all guys were passionate and just wanted to fuck a hole ! Then this is the interesting bid, I thought it was over when my leg was untied and let down, so I was just lying down flat on my back, my hand still tied to either side of bed. Then my wife friends made me swallow a pill, I will assume it’s either cialis or viagra. She then said to the room, it’s my turn now, and she said to my friend. You are going to watch me fucking this friends of yours. I was just shocked and said I don’t fuck. She climbed to the bed and kissed me very passionately, and whispered. No, but I will use your hard cock now and you will cum inside me. She then just slide her pussy down and keep kissing me while grinding me. I came inside her not long after. And she stayed there a while . Until my cock is soft and slip out. Gave me one last kiss and said you definitely didn’t fuck me, and that little thing just cum and I haven’t. She said she will let me out once all the guess are out. I was there for another hour just waiting to be let go.., then my friend untied me. We chatted a bit about the fact hes married,. I was told that it’s an arrange married and his wife married for his money and she get to do what she wants and he get to be cumdump! Not sure why he let me in on this one. His wife went in, still naked gave me an envelope, look me in the eye and then kiss me again and said thank you and walk out. My friend said thank you and I got dresss and left. Open the envelope and it’s 500$ cash! So unexpected! texted him I’ll need to catch up with him after ! 🙂

Hey guys, I'm a long-time lurker here. I wrote a nice little story partly based on something that almost happened to me when I was younger, and on a much larger fantasy I had for a long time that has been shaped over the years by what I read on here. I'm almost done with the second part so if there is any interest I will post :) English is not my first language so please forgive any mistake. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How I met my Daddy I couldn’t believe it, it had to be a mistake. I looked at my phone more closely and the ad clearly said 112 Shelby Drive, but the address was that of a huge mansion in the upper-class neighbourhood of my city. The rent couldn’t possibly be that cheap. I sent the landlord a message asking if this was real and if there was a mistake. I got a reply in under a minute telling me that yes, it was an actual room for rent and the price was accurate, no mistake. I asked if and when I could visit and the landlord replied: “I’m at home all day, you can come by anytime”. It was about an hour of commute from my dorm, which I was about to be forced to leave since my classes were over and I just graduated, so I hurried to the place to make sure nobody would beat me to it. When I got there, I still couldn’t believe it. The house was impressive, a very recent building in the nicest part of town. I knocked on the door and heard steps closing in, then the door opened. A very tall and muscular man, probably in his fifties, was looking at me with a warm smile. “You must be Tom, I’m Rick. Come on in.” We shook hands and I came forward. The house was even more spacious and beautiful inside. Rick gave me a quick tour of the house and asked me if I was interested. “Well sure, I said. But why is it so cheap. I mean, I’ll be glad to pay this low but you could charge so much more.” “Well I’m not really after the money, I have plenty of that. I just thought it would be nice to have someone live with me, I’ve been alone for many years and could use the company from time to time, you know. So I figured I could find a roommate and offer someone like you the opportunity of living in a luxurious house such as this one. Landlords can be very greedy, and I think that’s not very fair. It’s my way of giving back and sharing my luck with other people.” It made sense to me so I didn’t question him further. “Oh by the way, before you accept or reject my offer, I have to tell you that I’m gay and I sometimes have some visitors if you are okay with that kind of thing. Are you straight yourself?” “Yes I am, but I don’t mind if you’re gay. To tell you the truth, I’m really interested in living here for a while, at least, this place is amazing!” “Great, well let’s get you settled then.” I was very excited to be moving in this house and Rick seemed like a very pleasant person to be around. He was very polite and kind, at least that’s the first impression I had of him. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I could trust him. The fact that he was gay was a non-event for me, I didn’t mind at all. I wasn’t gay myself, but I was open minded. As long as he didn’t try anything on me, and he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to do so, everything was fine by me. In fact, I was a little curious about the gay lifestyle, which I knew very little of, but I guessed this was about to change. That was a good thing, I thought. He took me to my room, which was very nice, quite large with big windows, fully and tastefully furnished with a queen-sized bed, desk, and all the essentials. I thanked Rick and told him I had to go pick up my things at my dorm so I can properly settle in. He gave me a key to the house. “Welcome home boy, I hope you enjoy staying here. I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun.” He let out a big warm laugh as I took the key and went on my way to pick up my stuff. The next few weeks were uneventful. I finished setting up at Rick’s house and got to know him a bit better. Turns out he is very pleasant to be around and very generous. He insisted I could use anything I wanted in the house, even the food, and made sure I was doing fine with everything. This was a godsend, since I was having a hard time finding a job. Every application I had sent was still unanswered. I was starting to get nervous and shared my fears with Rick, who brushed them off. “Don’t worry, you’ll find something in no time. In the meantime, don’t worry about the bills, I can help you out boy,” he said. “You sure? I don’t want to become a burden, you really don’t have to do this. I could go back to my parents.” “Nonsense. Your parents live on the other side of the country, in a little town where you’d have even less job opportunities. You can stay here as long as you want. I like you, boy, I want to help you out. And don’t you ever go saying you’re a burden ever again. You’re my guest and I’m gonna take care of you.” As relieved and grateful as I was, I redoubled my efforts to find a job. It was about a month after I had moved in when in the middle of the night I heard grunting and moaning noises that were coming from Rick’s room, upstairs. I stopped whatever I was doing and started paying attention. No doubt, Rick was having sex with someone. Now like I said I’m straight, but it had been a long time since I had seen some action and knowing some people were having what sounded like amazing sex so close to me got me going. I became very curious to know what kind of sex Rick was having. I slowly and quietly got out of my room and came near Rick’s to hear better. The moans were clearer, and I could also hear some words, although I couldn’t make out what they were. It was mostly Rick talking with his deep voice, but a higher one responded faintly from time to time. As I got closer I started to hear better. “... you like that big poz cock, don’t you faggot...” “...oh...” “What? I can hear you tina boy, say it.” “... I ... love … your poz cock Sir …" I had no idea what “poz” and “tina” meant, but the dirty talk was getting me horny like crazy. Hearing them moan and talk like that, coupled with the sound their bodies made as Rick was clearly fucking the other guy in the ass, had me rock hard in my boxer shorts. I managed to get on the edge of Rick’s door and couldn’t help from having a quick peek inside. I barely got my eye out and saw Rick right in front of me, with his eyes closed, fucking a young man about the same age as me. I couldn’t see the other man’s face as his head was buried into the bed, his ass way up to meet Rick’s dick, which I couldn’t see. I could also see a quite large biohazard tattoo on Rick’s chest. There was also a lot of stuff laying on the bed around them, I recognized a few bottles and syringes, but I couldn’t watch any longer as I was afraid Rick would see me. I bolted as fast and quietly to my room as I could and closed the door. I was so turned on by what I saw and heard that I started to jerk off right away and, with the image in my mind of Rick fucking the boy in the ass, came under a minute later. It was the most intense orgasm I had in quite a while, and I was surprised how all of this had turned me on. I thought about it repeatedly and started to wonder what Rick was saying to his lover. I got on my computer and googled “poz dick” and “tina”. I was very confused at what I was finding. Was Rick HIV positive? Was it somewhat of a turn on for him? What about the other guy? Was he okay with it? Tina was some kind of drug, and they were doing some? That would explain the syringes and bottles and various paraphernalia lying around. All of this seemed wild and intense to me and I was starting to doubt that I had heard correctly. I kept reading about it, and eventually found some videos showing dudes using needles, smoking out of glass pipes and then having sex. To my surprise, I couldn’t stop looking at them. It was SO HOT. My dick was rock hard and I kept masturbating all night long, sometimes hearing Rick and his guest in the distance. By my third orgasm, I was starting to realize I was not as straight as I thought I was, and I was becoming more and more curious about trying sex with another man. But I was also especially curious about the different drugs I knew nothing about but seemed to make these guys unbelievably horny and high as hell. My research led me to learn about the bug chasing fetish. There were people actively trying to catch HIV and I thought the idea was equal parts repulsive and fascinating. To willingly get yourself infected with this terrible disease and then “gifting” it to others. What a wild idea! I couldn't understand why I found it so appealing and still so frightening at the same time. Eventually late into the night (or early in the morning) I collapsed and fell asleep without even realizing it. I had wild dreams about naked men, huge dicks, needles, and cum and when I woke up I still had a huge boner and I had to masturbate once again. ---- When I finally got out of my room Rick was in the kitchen eating breakfast, alone. “Hey boy, made some breakfast and there’s plenty enough for you, just help yourself.” “Wow thanks Rick!” I felt a bit uneasy after what I had witnessed a few hours earlier. I was seeing Rick in a completely different light, now. For the first time I realized how handsome he really was; he had a very masculine face, big and well defined muscles, a very manly man. I caught myself starting to fantasize about him and my dick twitched a few times. I wondered what his dick looked like. “So, did you enjoy the show last night?” “The show? What show?” “I saw you peeking in my room when I was with my guest. I hope we didn’t scare you” Rick said with a laugh. My stomach sank. I got caught! I was sure Rick didn’t see me. At least judging his reaction, he seemed genuinely fine with it, but still. He caught my own concerned face. “Hey, don’t worry, if I didn’t want you to see anything I would have closed the door. You’re welcome to watch or join any time, I really don’t mind. In fact, I enjoy being watched.” That was unexpected to say the least, but it made sense. “So?” “Huh... so what?” “Did you like what you saw?” I didn’t want Rick to know how much I found it hot to watch him pound some guy’s ass relentlessly while saying incredibly dirty things to him. I was straight and I didn’t want Rick to even consider the possibility that I wasn’t in any way. "It was... interesting.” “Well, like I said you’re free to join in anytime, the more the merrier” he replied with a wink and a charming smile. “Aaah, thanks, but I’m not gay, so I’m gonna take a pass.” “You sure about that boy? You don’t know what you’re missing.” I was nervous as hell and thinking about what to say when Rick, having finished his meal, got up in a sudden. “Anyway, we can talk about it later I’m off to run some errands. See ya tonight, boy.” I was relieved this interaction was over. I was afraid Rick would notice the growing bulge in my pants. ---- As soon as Rick was out of the house I opened back the porn tabs on my computer and kept looking at stuff about tina, chem sex, pozzing, bug chasing and gift giving. This stuff was making me hornier and hornier. Everything was spinning fast in my head, and I was feeling like I just hit puberty for a second time. It was so dirty, horny, wrong and extreme that I couldn’t believe some people actually did that stuff. I read story after story on a website called Breeding Zone and then started to picture Rick getting me high and then laying me on my back, spreading my legs and entering me with his toxic poz cock and infecting me with his virus... OH. MY. GOD. As I reached that point of my daydreaming fantasy, I was masturbating furiously and erupted into the strongest orgasm I ever had, bar none. I shot my load on my belly and decided to scoop some and taste it. I had never done that but I was so horny I couldn’t resist. It tasted amazing. I wondered what Rick’s cum tasted like. Rick’s poz, toxic cum... I’ve always been sure I was 100% straight, but after all this and while looking at a video of a guy, fucked up on chems, getting gang banged raw by a bunch of poz dudes, I was starting to seriously doubt it. My erection wouldn’t go away even after several orgasms, I had never been this turned on in my life and for such a long time. I tried to shake it off and distract myself by resuming my job hunting, but I couldn’t focus on anything. My dick was there to remind me there were more interesting things to spend my time on. I was getting addicted to raunchy gay porn. When the night came I could hear noise coming from Rick’s room. I was really tempted to go and see what he was up to, and with whom. But at the same time I didn’t want him to know how curious I was about it all so I stayed in my room, waiting. After a while the noise became louder. I could hear moans and grunts, but it didn’t really sound like Rick or the guy that was here the night before. Eventually curiosity got the best of me and I quietly made my way to Rick’s room. As I got to his door, which was once again wide open, I was surprised to see that Rick was alone, laying on his bed, wearing only a pair of briefs that showcased a huge bulge between his legs, surrounded by several items like bottles, baggies and syringes. The noise I was hearing was coming from his huge TV; porn was playing, a guy was on a sling getting rammed by a huge cock and moaning like crazy. Rick saw me right away and gave me a smile. “Hey boy, I was starting to wonder when you would join me. I’ve been waiting for a while now. Come in, don’t be shy, I won’t bite.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued...

I see the key word in your question as being "philosophically". As it happens, I'm 5 days away from the 14th anniversary of my life-partner's passing. The reason I mention this is germane, in that - for me - there's with him, and since him. Everything with him was fireworks. Since then, there are occasional "sparklers", and even the regular indulging my Lusts, while fun, enjoyable, often thrilling, it's still since him. I've carried on enough previously about the "connection" we can achieve and won't go into all of that again. Thus, my philosophy is to be thankful for the past, but live in the present. I don't expect any fireworks anymore. I had more than my share, and I feel (without referencing any O.R. bs) very richly blessed for those years. I am under no illusions. If/when I have a "special" connection with a sub, great - a pleasant surprise, but I don't expect it. Since I am still amongst the living, healthy, horny and all of that, I am still a Breeder of other men's Holes because that's an important part of who and what I am, and I love indulging my sexual requirements as much now as I did then. But, there's only one Everest, and Hillary wasn't the only man to get to the top. Once you've been to the top, there are no more mountains tall enough to surpass - and that's ok with me. I am content.

Part 33 - Christmas Comes Early All around them clothes flew in the air and a shriek from Alex as Max lifted him high off the floor plonking him on the bed and jumping on top of him. Marty and Josh stopped mid fondling as the room went silent and they looked at Alex and Max 'Dam that is love!' Marty remarked at the way Max was staring down in to Alex's eyes before their mouths met in a soft and very sensual kiss. Josh nodded and looked at the tattoos adorned across Max's shoulder and down his arm turning him on even more. He slipped behind Marty and rubbed his cock against Marty's firm arse. Marty eased himself away and turned to Josh 'Absolutely not!' he said sinking a wet sloppy kiss on Josh 'I do the fucking' he added. The few men he had been with were all okay and really did nothing for Josh, his type was so particular that he knew what he liked. Here in Marty was something so incredibly alluring that Josh instantly knew this was a man that could keep him on his toes and interested. Josh had been completely lost in thought and found himself laying on the bed with Marty on top between his legs and staring down at him. It was an intense look that drew them together, Josh had always been a sucker for eyes and Marty was not disappointing on that front. In fact there was nothing that Josh didn't like about Marty, he had no way of knowing that in this moment the feeling was entirely mutual and tonight would also leave them inseparable. His lips parted, almost mouth to mouth with Marty urging to kiss him again, he was rewarded with a deep passionate kiss. It was a kiss that sealed their fate, Josh writhing under Marty in a very erotic and desperate way, all the time they kissed Marty slipped each of his hands down pulling Josh's legs up around his hips and wriggling in to position. Josh was in no doubt he was about to get fucked by the deliberate executed movements Marty made indicating his intention. He was not even afforded a moan or cry with Marty's mouth clamped down firmly on Josh's kissing him, using his free hand he guided his precum soaked cock towards Josh's arse, his body was craving Josh in desire and loving desperation. Josh arched his back as the cock made contact with his hole, his fingers dug in to Marty's waist whilst the rest of his body was powerless to move. It hurt yet his body surged in and intense and powerful rush of desire that allowed Marty to sink deep up to his balls. Finally Marty broke from the kiss and stared down at his fine handsome looks, perfectly made, perfect for him. His hips drove a powerful thrust deeper in to Josh, the intensity forcing his head up and clamping his mouth on to Marty pulling him back down. To their side Alex laid under Max and stopped what they were doing, both looking at melding bodies next to them. It was like they shut everyone else out and only had a need for each other. The vibrations passing through the mattress and Alex's back told him that Josh was getting the full Marty experience. His arse moving rapidly, the sight stirred Alex and he looked up at Max who turned at the same time 'Your turn!' he said softly but his actions contradicting, he roughly pulled Alex's legs up around his hips and shuffling his legs to lock Alex in place. Alex bit on Max's neck lightly 'Bring it on!' he said before his whole body felt the wave of penetration from Max's cock as it entered his hole fighting any resistance until he could go no further. The moans and cries of erotic pleasure drowned out by Max's tongue invading his mouth locking their lips together. Max was in a desperate state to fuck Alex and was not holding back settling in to a steady continuous deep pounding. Grabbing Alex's arms and holding them above his head looking down at the giggling and moaning prince under him. Alex leaned up and kissed the tattoo on Max's shoulder 'So fucking sexy!' he whispered softly before arching his neck back as Max delivered several hard thrusts then back to his steady pounding. Max grinned and kissed Alex lightly on the mouth 'Don't you dare cum!' he warned his prince. Marty snaked his arm around Josh's neck cradling it against his neck and shoulder giving him the opportunity to take a sneaky peak at his favourite royal getting fucked, the sight spurring him on. Josh managed to free his head and glanced over at Alex who was lost under Max, the only sign of his excitement was his curling toes and legs that wriggled and shook sporadically. Max focused back on Josh and gave a hard thrust jolting Josh to look back at Marty 'Pay attention to me!' he barked softly with his deep velvety voice, Josh simply looked up and smiled 'You are all that matters' he said pulling Marty down to kiss him. Was it to much to quickly Josh found himself wondering before he felt the speed in Marty's pounding pick up. His body lowered slightly as he shuffled his knees up higher on the bed allowing him to fuck deeper in to Josh. Suddenly Marty pushed with all his might roaring and moaning feeling the cum trigger going off and moving so quickly that his orgasm caught himself by surprise. His lips latched on to Josh and his body went perfectly still, only the muscles in his arse were the visible movements as they clenched nudging his cock deep in to Josh. For the first time in sex his body was in heightened mode and sensitive to every movement Marty made, each pulsing contraction felt exaggerated inside his body. First he felt the slickness in his arse then a soothing warm feeling tingled deep in his core, his arms held on to Marty's back tightly a feeling that he couldn't get enough of as this man took over his body. Gradually he could feel Marty's body slowly returning back to normal as they resumed kissing. The sound of a man in the throws of orgasm bought Max to the brink finding himself unable to stop the inevitable from happening. He looked down at Alex 'Cant' stop it' he moaned then reared his body upwards thrusting his hips down. His erotic moans filled the air until his orgasm cycle completed, his cock remaining hard as he dropped forward and held Alex and kissed him softly until he could ease himself out of Alex. "Are you okay?" Alex asked wondering what had happened. Max nodded catching his breath "His fault!" he replied nodding in Marty's direction. Alex smiled "Be thankful you are not Josh!" he said then giggled. "Oi!" came the deep seductive voice of Marty, "My turn" he said having finally let go of Josh. Max moved to give him access to Alex "Eh?" Max suddenly said as Marty grabbed hold of him. "No, I want you pretty boy" Marty said flinging Max on to his stomach. "Alex!" Max said looking shocked and seeking assurance again that this was okay. Alex shuffled up to Josh "Here" he said handing Max a pillow, "You might need that to bite on". "Oh fuuuck!" Max cried out as Marty took him. Max had no time to even try to fake fight Marty off as he was already balls deep inside. Suddenly he knew what Alex meant by giving him the pillow. Marty's sexual drive was running on overtime and his powerful thrusts rained down pummelling Max. He was struggling to catch his breath from the rapid speed and power hitting inside his hole. There was love making, sex and animal sex and Marty was proving he could do both yet Max was on the receiving end of his animal sex. Alex and Josh looked on and laughed settling back on the bed and watching the show. Max simply had to grin and bear it being unable to reach for the pillow that he desperately wanted to bite on a yell, his grunting moans were quite intoxicating to Alex and Josh who were laying there playing with their cocks. "How was it?" Alex asked admiring Marty's arse moving like a jackhammer in his man. "Dam hot!" Josh replied still flustered in his face, "Can I kiss you?" he asked. Alex cocked his head to one side "Hmm, I got something better" he replied sliding down the bed. "Oh fuck!" Josh remarked grabbing Alex's head and pushing his mouth further down his cock. Max managed to turn his head and briefly watching his man going down on Josh, if he could giggle he would have but Marty was so finely tuned doing Max that he could only manage groans as the air was pushed out of his lungs from the force of the cock pounding away at him. It was evident that there really was nothing going on between Alex and Josh sexually wise despite Max's own reservation and by the shocked locked on Josh's face, even though he made no attempt to push Alex away. The moment he took Josh's cock he got the taste of precum, he hadn't expected Josh to be up for this and soon found that his head was pushed down forcing him to take the full length of Josh's shaft to do the job properly. Josh reached down and held Alex's cock massaging it gently, he settled back against the pillows in a transient sexual state staring up at the ceiling making erotic moans the closer Alex got him to orgasm. Hearing the moans from Max and the deep grunts that occasionally surface from Marty only added to his suspense. He felt the tingle start and build, catching his breath he looked down and gently pushed Alex's head up just enough since he didn't want to choke the prince. Alex felt the change and ran his mouth up to the tip and finished the work by hand whilst he licked up and down the shaft. The close up view witnessed the first few drops fly then quickly followed by four or five long streams of cum jettisoning clean in to the air. Alex slipped his mouth down his cock again and felt both of Josh's hands grab his head pushing him down deeper and tasting the remnants of his orgasm. Alex managed to turn his head when his attention was drawn by the harder grunts Marty was making. Josh kept Alex's mouth on his cock making him work on it in his post orgasm state. Marty was now dead weighting Max, his arse moving so quickly that Alex and Josh had no idea how he was taking such a drilling. Suddenly Marty raised himself placing his hand across the back of Max's shoulder, his hips delivered two harder thrusts before his arse cheeks clenched together and Max raised his head 'Oh fuck!' he moaned dropping his head back on the bed, his legs banging against the mattress rapidly as Marty shot his load deep inside Max. Panting heavily and slightly bewildered yet incredibly amazed by what he had experienced Max was unable to move or say anything. Marty laid on top grinding his cock away "Dam that was good!" he said kissing Max on the cheek. Max gave a thumps up as Marty withdrew still hard as a rock "Woohoo" Marty cheered. He looked at Alex "What are you doing to my boyfriend?" Marty said smirking at him. Alex removed Josh's cock from his mouth "What did you do to mine?" he asked in return. Marty knelt over to Josh and kissed him then looked at Alex "Your turn" he said. "Seriously?" Alex asked looking at him move ever so closer. Marty kissed him hard "Did you think I was going to let you slip by?" he stated. Max rolled on to his back unable to regain any normality and wondering if this was all real. He watched Marty easily and seductively make his move on Alex who looked partly transfixed and submissive to him, powerless to say no once his eyes fixed on Alex as his next target. He couldn't even fathom out how the evening had ended up in the Marty gangbang taking each one of them in turn, or even how he still had the sex drive to carry on. Max stumbled across the bed and sat next to Josh whose stomach will still wet from his cum and even he seemed to be smiling clearly enjoying his time. The cries and moans he knew from London filled the air as Marty got to work on Alex. Josh glanced at Max and put his arm around his shoulder. "Enjoying yourself?" Josh asked, "I certainly am, never expected to meet him". Max looked at Josh "So are you actually his boyfriend then?" he asked not quite sure of the score. "Apparently" Josh replied glancing at Marty, "I only met him this evening but wow!". Max smiled "Did it just connect, you know feel right?" he asked. Josh nodded "In more ways than I can figure out" he replied quietly satisfied, "And for you?". Max nodded "Yes. I know that feeling, you can't describe it" he said gently stroking Josh's leg. "I guess you will be going to the Royal Christmas Ball err tonight" Josh said looking at the time. "I doubt it" Max replied chuckling, "Any way I have to fly home on Friday" he added. Josh looked at him "Nah, you can't leave" he said, "Alex loves you, I like you and Marty well!". Max and Josh laughed quietly then he went serious "This wasn't how it was suppose to be Josh". "What do you mean?" Josh asked looking seriously at him. "Like this" Max said looking at them having sex, "I thought it would be all prim and proper". Josh glanced at him "I have never done it with 3 other guys, always one on one" he expressed. "Same here, I just thought it would be Alex and me having sex" Max replied looking serious. Josh leant in and kissed him "He loves you Max make no mistake about that" he said. "How can I compete with that sex machine?" Max asked looking at Marty going full on with Alex. "You are lucky!" Josh replied looking at him, "I will be on the receiving end of that all the time". Max laughed and pulled Josh on top of him and kissed him deeply "Get on your knees!" Max demanded. Josh looked curiously at him "Only if I get to fuck you as well!" he replied. Max chuckled "Only if you get royal permission" he said flinging Josh off of him, "Knees now!". Still so aroused from his sex with Marty he knelt up shuffling between Josh's legs. His cock slid up between the soft arse cheeks like a hot dog. He then pulled back and slid his cock gently inside Josh who raised his head and moaned softly. In contrast the wild sex going on next to them Max took his time slowly fucking Josh and adding the odd deep hard thrusts that kept Josh in suspense wondering when and if it was coming again. Strangely banging the hell out of Josh didn't seem right to Max and he wanted them both to enjoy this. Moving one of his hands from Josh's hips he placed it over his shoulder and pulled Josh up and back until he was sat and impaled. Max wrapped his arms around Josh holding him upright kissing him, his cock moving faster inside Josh's arse. A connection forging between them and they were oblivious to the sounds of Marty having his third orgasm and slapping Alex on the arse cheek several times for good measure as he finished the job in hand. Marty raised himself up off Alex and sat on his knees stroking the firm royal arse whilst watching Max seemingly making love to Josh. He tapped Alex on the shoulder who turned his head to look and smiled rolling on to his back. Marty pushed Alex up to sit and took position behind him holding on to the prince whilst they both watched their boyfriends lost in sex. They only noise was the light tapping of Max's balls against Josh's arse and the sloppy sound of kissing. They watched as Max gave a sudden rapid burst of thrusts and his arms tightened around Josh's body pulling him back on his cock hard. The air suddenly filled with Max's moans timed with the pulses in his cock. Josh stared in to his eyes his arm holding Max's head close to his and they kissed one last time before Max slowly extracted his cock. A gentle round of applause came from Alex and Marty causing Josh to go bright red. "Shut up weirdos" Josh said falling forward on to his stomach and laughing. Max sat kneeling and looked at Marty "That is one sweet fuck Marty!" he said. "Glad you approve" Marty said pulling Max on to his back and kissing him. "There is something so sexy about him" Max said, Josh raised his head and giggled. Marty moved over and grabbed Josh "Mine!" he said to Max smirking and kissing Josh deeply. Max went to Alex who had a big grin looking up at the ceiling "Hey lover" Alex said softly. "Am I your lover?" Max asked sweetly, "How can I compete with that!" he said smiling at Alex. Alex smiled "That was sex, you and I make love and you belong here" he said tapping his heart. Max leaned own and kissed him softly "I feel like Christmas is already here" Alex said softly. Max kissed him again tenderly teasing Alex, instantly Max felt the surge of love passing from Alex to him, indescribable emotions happening between them and Max knew he had made the right decision with Alex. Slowly they made their way to the top of the bed climbing under the sheets holding each other. The other side of the bed Josh and Marty were still kissing with limbs wrapped around each other. Max had his back up against Josh who kept having sneaky strokes of Max's leg and bum causing him to giggle. Marty checked his alarm was set then turned back to Josh and held him, the four of them drifted off from the alcohol consumed and sexual exhaustion. Marty snoozed his 6am alarm and Josh held him tighter "I have to go to work" he said kissing him. "Are you hungover?" Josh asked with a slightly thick head but not feeling to bad. Marty shook his head "No, why do you ask?" he replied looking in to Josh's eyes. "Last night" Josh started saying, "Did you actually mean what you said?" he asked. Marty smirked "Yes, that is if you want to be" he replied assessing Josh's reaction. Josh leaned closer and kissed him then looked him in the eye "Then I am your boyfriend". Marty smiled franticly kissing Josh and waking the others up "Pack it in" Alex said waking up. Alex leaned up watching Marty find his clothes and dress "I need to get to the stables Alex". "Do you know how to get there from here?" Alex asked sitting up, Marty nodded and kissed Josh. "Marty!" Alex called out, "You still coming to the ball tonight?" he asked. Marty looked at Josh "You going?" he asked and Josh nodded, "See you there at 7pm" he said. Josh watched Marty punch the number in to a door just off the bedroom then he disappeared down the private passages. Alex returned from the bathroom and got back in to bed climbing over Max to lay between them. He handed a couple of painkillers to Josh who giggled and thanked him. He handed a couple to Max as well just in case he was feeling thick headed as well. Alex flipped over on to his stomach and looked at Josh "Well?" he asked. Josh shrugged "I have a boyfriend" he said mulling it over, "I don't even know how or know him". Alex smirked "Sometimes it just feels right" he said then giggled as Max slipped on top of him. "You two were made to be together" Josh said with a content look on his face. Max smiled and pinched Josh's nipple "Argh!" he cried giggling, "Friends do not do that". "Am I your friend then?" Max asked and Josh nodded then ran his hand over Max's arse, "Stop it!". "I love your tattoos Max" Josh said now running his fingers down Max's arm. Max sighed and kissed Alex on the neck "I should get back to the hotel" he said sadly. Alex shook his head "I am not letting you go anywhere Max" he said turning his head. "I will come back Alex, I have a flight home booked for tomorrow" Max stated between kisses. "I don't want you to leave Max" Alex said defiantly putting his foot down, "Stay here forever with me". Max laughed but Alex was serious "Okay, okay!" Max replied dead weighting a giggling Alex, "I need clothes". "Liam can pick them up for you when he drops Josh off" Alex informed him. Josh sat up "Speaking of which I need to sort out a suit for tonight" he said yawning. Max looked up "I will leave later then" he said. "No!" Alex said turning his head, "You have to come tonight". Max rolled his eyes "He is fucking bossy" he said to Josh, "Anyway got nothing nice to wear". Josh laughed "That I can fix" he said patting Max on the head, "Just need your size". Max bit on Alex's neck lightly knowing he was beaten by them both "Okay!". Liam entered Alex's apartment shortly after to take Josh home and pick up Max's clothes along with the combination to the safe to collect every thing, in no uncertain terms Liam had told Max he was checking him out of the hotel as he had to stay in the palace now. Alex and Max cuddled up and dozed off for a while until Artem arrived with coffee, expecting Max to still be here he brought a pot instead of the usual mug just for Alex. Max sat on the bed crossed legged "This is just like being in a hotel" he said watching Artem. Artem glanced at him "Fuck off!" he said smiling. "Yeah he needs more training, maybe set Marty on him" Alex suggested making Max laugh. "Just remember who dresses you and knows your dirty secrets" Artem said cutting Alex off. Max laughed again "Artem has became my new best friend" he said winking at Artem who smiled. Artem bowed his head "Your highness" he said then nodded to Max and left them to their coffee. "You okay you seem a little quiet?" Max asked as Alex stared in to his cup. Alex looked up "Thinking about how we ended up last night" he said, "That wasn't meant to happen". Max leant over and kissed him "I like watching Marty banging you" he said cheekily. Alex laughed "You should have seen you after he was done with you" Alex added tongue in cheek. "What?" Max asked looking amused. "You looked bewildered" Alex said giggling, "But that was a one off unless you didn't mind". Max contemplated for a moment "Maybe occasionally, Josh is so sweet and amazing to fuck". Alex chuckled "Yeah that I gathered watching you two. Marty is going to keep him busy". Alex yawned "My auntie arrives today for Christmas" he said, "I definitely want you to meet her". Max nodded stroking Alex's face "I am so sorry if I hurt you Alex" he said sincerely. "I am so happy you turned up Max" he said wrapping his arms around Max and snuggling down. "Really?" Max asked now stroking Alex's arse, "Why don't you show me!" he said seductively. Alex crawled on all fours towards Max until he fell on his back laughing, alone at last Alex loomed over Max ready to take control and play top. He moaned sweetly feeling Max's hands and fingers touching his body. Their frantic sex in London that night a distant memory as each seemed to know this moment was their beginning. His lips danced like a skater on ice across Max's mouth, delicate sensual touches, every passing moment their lips parted more until Max couldn't resist the need to kiss him. His fingers lightly running up and down Alex's back then over his arse provoking sweet erotic moans from Alex. Nothing and no one mattered right now, time was immaterial, Alex had the only person he fell in love with right here and wanted to make him happy, show him that his decision to come here was the right one. Their lives had intended for them to be together. Max rolled on to his stomach paving the way for Alex who eased tenderly down on top, his cock sinking between the cheeks penetrated slowly. Max raised his head turning slightly to be met by Alex's lips, they kissed harder and Max's fingers gripped hold of Alex's hands squeezing lightly the more Alex entered him. Max let out a huge long moan and his head dropped back down to the bed, his arse pushed up taking the last inch then pushed down by Alex's hips back on the bed. Alex kissed his neck then slowly grinding and thrusting with gentle passion he took his lover. A moment of pure bliss enveloped them both, it was not a fuck born from a need to have sex, it was one that only lovers could share. Every part of their bodies touched remaining in this position as the minutes passed by, there was no haste and no rush. Alex stopped kissing Max and looked him in the eye, his body feeling the heightened sensuality indicating the orgasm had started. Alex moaned moving to a deeper shorter thrusts 'I love you Max, more that you can imagine' he said between the small gasps each time his body tingled and his balls began their dull pleasuring ache. Max kissed him harder allowing their tongues to dance together for a moment 'I see it in your eyes and feel it in your body Alex' he said softly then moaning as he felt the change in Alex's cock 'I am.. oh fuck.. Alex I love you so much' he finally managed to squeeze the words out. At the same time Alex's hips floored Max, his arse cheeks clenched hard reaching his orgasm. Max thrusted a kiss on Alex and he freed his hand and slipped his arm around Max's neck holding his shoulder to ride out his pent up love for this man. Silence took over the room as they laid joined together. Alex kissed his neck softly then slowly raised himself up rolling on his back panting and heavily drenched in sweat, a huge smile adorned his face. Max laid one arm across Alex's chest stroking it gently, his head turned to face Alex, Alex moved one hand and stroked Max's arse. They simply laid there looking at each other smiling loosing all track of time. Max even forgetting he was inside the the Balenciaga Royal Palace as nothing else mattered. "Will you stay forever with me Max?" Alex asked staring intently in to Max's eyes. Max shuffled and quickly wiped his eyes "Yes" he replied softly. Alex smiled and moved close kissing him.

Oh it's been a crazy few days .... so many truckers .... so much cock .... so little rest! I thought I was taking time off Monday, but 2 truckers who I've had before texted me they were BOTH at the Napoleon truck stop and horny. So I arranged to fuck both by having one guy wait in his cab keeping warm, I jumped in another cab and fucked the other trucker. Then as soon as I had barely enough time to get dressed I made my way across 7 parked trucks to the other guy and fucked him. 5 hours of sex ... 4 deep loads! Tuesday night was 3 truckers all pre-arranged. 5 hours, 4 loads (one guy had enough stamina to fuck me twice in his allotted time). I am SUCH a pig!

Nothing compares to the old craigslist days but I’ll take it lol..

Agreed! I am finally seeing new faces near me on Grindr. It seems to be a combination of vaccination, booster doses, resumption of economic activity, and increased travel. The other day, I bred a flight attendant twice, just before his flight.

When a bottom has a tiny useless cock it’s like they really had no choice but to bottom out for real men. But when a cumdump has a big cock, he was born with options but has realized the reason he exists is to be a cock receptacle. A body with a couple of fuckholes that was born to service men sexually and take our loads inside them. Faggot who know they were born to be used by horny males are the best fucktools.

Part 8 I wasn’t sure if it was from Pain or Joy. I knew the Kid was feeling no real pain yet. I looked over and saw the 2 guys we expected standing there watching, They were grabbing each others crouches and smiling. The two visitors walked over and stared checking the kid out. Both of them started taking off their cloths. One had a leather harness under his cloths. IT was the kind that went over the shoulders and around the chest and waist and down between the legs and up around the ass. It looked sexy as hell. MY friend recovered enough to pull out of the Kids ass. Some pink cum ripped out. Both guys saw that and the smiled at each other. My friend took the Marker and put a line On the cheek that was marked POZ. The one with Leather walked in front of the Kid and put his cock in front of his face. The kid opened his mouth and the cock went in. His cock was bigger than ours and I knew the guys wanted a dee throat. This would take some training for the Kid. I was surprised he got most of it n on the first try. He started gaging and the guys was talking to him telling him it was alright and that he would learn. Here is a Kid that a couple ours ago didn’t like to suck at all and now was taking at least 7” down his throat and trying for more.. His partner was checking out the other end. He said there was at least one big load in that ass. I told him the kid had a couple in there, plus a load of Chem Piss. The guy said he seemed to be coming down some. I told him he was due to get a it more. The guy said I hoped you would say that. He produced a Point, it looked to be about a .5 , maybe more. He said this will send him into orbit. They released the kids arms and helped him sit up on the bench. I gave the kid some water to drink and they grabbed his arm and tied it off. The kid was watching this and started asking what they were doing. I stopped them for a minute. I asked the Kid if he was having fun, he said “YES”, I asked him if he wanted to stop now. He immediately said “ NO”. I told the kid that this would get him higher, he got a big smile on his face. I told the kid to get ready to see the stars.

I was awakened sometime later by a deep voice and a hand pulling the plug slowly out of my pussy. He told me Jake said I could have a turn and that you would not care. I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs and guided his thick long cock into my dripping cunt. Pozzed while Cruising 5 My new faceless and anonymous fucker easily slid his thick cock into my gaped hole. I thought for a quick moment where did he find all these thick dick friends. I knew I would be a regular in this apartment if they let me. He drilled his large cock back and forth in and out of me picking up his pace as he went along. Soon he was pulling nearly out of me and driving it full force back into me. I tried to slow him down, but he smacked my hand away. I am going to add my tainted load with the rest of them, you little slut. I was hard again at his verbal abuse. I slowly jerked my hard cock as he slammed away at me. I begged him to breed me. “Poz me…” I heard myself whimper. It was the first time I knowingly admitted that I wanted their tainted loads. I begged him to cum in me. I hear the door open and light from the hall streamed in. I could see 3 or 4 guys standing there. My original top told me to repeat myself, but louder. “Poz me” I said just above a whisper. “Louder!” he demanded. “Poz me!” I said with more authority. “Louder! Cum Slut or he’ll pull out and we’ll kick you out” he exclaimed. “POZ ME!!!” I said loud enough to be heard around the block. He flooded my torn up and now obvious pozzed cum filled ass. He collapsed on top of me. I felt his beard scratch my neck. HIs thick dick retreated from my cummy hole and I leaked from my gaping hole. He soon got up and tossed me the plug. I knew full well what to do with it. I dragged my worn and well-fucked body from the stranger’s bed, got dressed and followed some voices out into the living room. I must have been a site with my hair all over the place and my clothes all wrinkled, and they were all chatting like I was not even there. Jake, I assumed, was the guy that first fucked me in the bathroom and then brought me back to the apartment along with 3 other guys which two of them fucked me. I was pretty sure of one of them because he was the one with a beard. He was a black guy and fucking HOT. They finally took notice of me and Jake welcomed me to the club. I asked if they were really poz and did they just poz me. He assured me they were and that I was, but it was going to be OK, and that I would soon get all the cock I ever wanted. He asked if I wanted more. I shook my head yes. He then instructed me to strip and get in the middle of the room. I slowly stripped out my jeans and t-shit down to my boxer briefs and Jake motioned for those to go to. They watched a basketball game on TV while they were spread out on the couch and the recliner. I stood there naked while I slowly got hard again. That is when the guy next to Jake pulled out his cock and nodded for me to come over and suck him. I got down on my knees and swallowed his thick cock and by the taste of his meat. I could tell he had been in my ass or someone’s ass recently that just made me suck him even harder. That is when I felt a tug at my balls and Jake shifted on the couch and someone got behind me, pulled the plug from my abused hole and slid his cock back into me. Then Jake spoke up…”if you ever want this treatment ever again, if you want to be a part of this club, you must come by once a week and bring a new boy with you as often as you can to submit to our and your needs. In a couple of days or a bit more, you are going to get sick, come back here as soon as you can and let us know, but it is essential that you bring new meat with you.” He continued, “ you can find them like I did you in several restrooms on campus, those are the popular ones, but almost anyone is ideal ‘breeding’ ground’ for picking up and converting guys. Most just want to get sucked and this is where your thirst for cum will be helpful, but we need more guys like you to fuck and breed. Do you agree with that? Nod if you do? I mumbled with a fat cock in my mouth and nodded the best I could. He ordered everyone to hurry up and send me on my way because I had work to do. He wanted my first victim in two days. My mind buzzed on how and who I was going to ensnare in my trap and truly wondered what I got myself into. I worked myself and was fucked into another orgasm as my cock erupted shooting my load all over the carpet white the cock in my mouth shot volley after volley into my throat where I had not choice but to swallow it. I was soon rewarded with another ass full of cum. I walked home with a plug shoved deep in my cunt and every boy that I saw becoming a potential target for the “brotherhood”. I got hard…again Hope you guys like this one Love the hot chats and emails from some of you NWiJoey@gmail.com

I like cheating with other cheaters... A while back, I cheated on my then BF with his best friend now and then. It started as little flirts here and there at meet-up's and hangouts. Then he would go to the restroom and keep the door open, so I'd wander and catch him pissing. We'd make out a little then go back to dinner... eventually we went for it and kept the games up. What he didn't know, was I was cheating on him with HIS BF as well. I was messing with all 3 of these older men, and none were the wiser. I love being a slut.

That was very moving to read. Only a few people are lucky to have this kind of once-in-a-lifetime-connection, with an impact and fulfillment to last forever, and many people can only dream of that. I feel honestly happy for you. For years I thought my very first time was already the best sex I’ve ever had (details in the Sex with clergy thread). But not only because of the act itself but the combination of various details about that made it impressive to have an impact to last. (The very first time, a sexual act that changed my life from closeted to out and proud, a deep brotherly bonding with that man, the very first person that I opened up myself to ever all my life, he had a perfect body and a perfect dick and a perfect hole as if he came straight from those high production porn movies with actors like perfectly built fashion models, it happened during the hottest days of a summer season, which makes it appear like summertime love In the memory, and as I was freshly out of High school and had free time since I was waiting for admission to University, it was a time when I didn’t knew of any daily stress of working life or any other adult responsibilities, … the whole setting appeared like a holiday romance and made it appear carefree and perfect). I had a hard time making more and more sexual experiences throughout the following years, since I couldn’t help comparing it to the very first time and disappointing myself unnecessarily. Tellin' me! I had years of sex life characterized by unsatisfying sex with condoms, making me fuck hardly, but only once in a while, or sex within monogamous relationships, where the sex dried out sooner or later. It was frustrating and made the very first time appear more and more perfect and out-of-the-world-like and almost unreachable to experience something like that ever again or with someone with at least close to the bonding i had with my first man… I really thought for years, I had the best sex of my life already behind me before my sex life even started. I don't even wanna start with the disappointing experiences with dating apps... When I finally decided not to compromise in my sex life anymore, and when PreP was released in Germany, I started to have sex the way I wanted, and therefore, the best sex I so far had in my life was from September 2019 until February 2020 (when the pandemic started). 5 months, being almost every week in the bathhouse, hooked up in between whenever I could, and spent the late summer of 2019 almost every day with outdoor cruising in the sun, barebacking the hell out of me with anyone available. That included every kind of experience, good and bad, but it wasn't a certain encounter, but a whole time period experiencing sex on a certain way I had never done before, which was memorable. The pandemic gave it a break, but at least the bath houses are open again and i’m getting in full swing again and I'm full of ideas to go for more and try things I've never done before. I think, the key is if you have sex the way you want, the way you deserve, the way you are designed to and the way your sex drive demands, every encounter is a new chance to have the best sex in your life. So therefore, I had the best sex in my life in a memorable way, and it’s up to me to going to have "other" kinds of best sex again. The doors are open, and I’m pretty sure I will. Exactly! Had to learn that in a year-long process. No encounter ever can be compared to any previous or future encounter. That's it !! My thought exactly 👍 In my case, it's the sex drive itself and the hope, "is there more?" that has always driven me.

Thanks for the comments, guys. Keep them coming while I finish part 2, I just completed the text and have to make sure I didn't left out mistakes and inconsistencies. Part 3 is gonna take a while longer though, I'm not sure which way I'll take it after pt. 2, but I have a lot of ideas! I think you'll like it a lot. It's the first thing I've ever wrote that's so hot I have to stop writing and jerk off about it 😄 I'm quite proud of it so far.

I have had fabulous sex. And I have had horrible sex. It is likely, with my age, that yes, I have had the best sex I will ever had. But I’ll be damned to let that thought stop me.

Me too. Please get in touch any time you are in the San Francisco Bay Area!

Interesting train of thought! What do I count as my best sex? Do I think of the times with my late husband? Or maybe that time that my poz ex bred me while I begged for it? Or the daddy who gave me gono with his 8 inch monster and made me see stars? Or the hookup I had at IML with that bald pig who sat on my face? Or the Greek dude I blew under the table while he sold wristbands? Or last Sunday when I rolled around in pumpkin pie filling? See, it's all relative. One's sexual journey is a weird tapestry of various experiences. Some of them are Monets - abstract and don't make sense because they don't have to be understood. Others are Mona Lisas, curious and simple in their beauty. If one has a long history of these things, sure, you can say the best is behind you. Or the best is happening right now. Or if you're 18 and have your whole life to look forward to, this is less applicable. Not many 18 year olds can say they've had great sex and it will never be good again. Such negativity is destructive, and either leads to no efforts made (like me), or doing extreme things one isn't ready for in order to find the next "best sex ever". In case this wasn't a philosophy question, these are my top 5 sexual experiences. No particular order. - the night I railed my husband at Touche while he was bent over the bar at a piss party - sex with my ex in the summer of 2018 - the aforementioned Daddy who fucked me so hard my piss was rose-coloured afterwards - the pig who brought me into the pig lifestyle (plus that first time I fisted him) - the hookup with "Tim", who was small of frame, but so gentle and hung like a bull There's still more for me to look forward to. And each one will be different.

Really? Well that is absolutely brilliant and thank you. Lot of guys totally invested in Prince Alex and his adventures

The replies to this are going to be tediously predictable and similar, so I have to think a little harder on the question to figure out what it really implies. You’re asking men on a site devoted to bareback fucking if a) they’re okay if a Top uses a condom b) as long as they get the cum some other way. Well - why bother fucking at all, then? Why not just go to the bathhouse and panhandle with a tin cup labeled “loads only”? Why bother with all that irksome and laborious cleaning out and painful anal intercourse when you could just get on with the business of efficient cum collecting? Why not just walk around with a container giving handjobs until it’s full? (Note that a question like this isn’t often asked in a cocksucking context - nobody likes giving head to a condom.) How can anyone answer this question in the affirmative without waving a flag that says “It’s all about me and the vital importance of getting what I want”? For me, I have to answer it the other way around - I very much prefer the Top not use a condom, but it’s all about him; and he’s under no obligation to cum in, on or near me. If he does, it’s an honor and a gift of his intimacy. If he doesn’t but still enjoyed his fuck, I’ve once again fulfilled my purpose.

At least another 10 chapters

@losolent OMG! This chapter and the previous is amazing! You can feel the pure love between Max and Alex but the pure raw energy of sex in the gang bang. You are an amazing writer! Please continue, we need more. I am so curious about the protocols and what will happen at the ball. Also curious will Liam’s presence in checking out a guest of a hotel raise some suspicions.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_l9RuravoLLH6 Glazing Asses, no pull out!

Deep inside only. Pulling out is a waste of seed.

This is certainly unique. I've not read anything like this on BZ. Looking forward to seeing how this develops.

I don't care if you write them long or short. Just please don't quit writing them.

After throatworkin a real hard long dik with poppers on the knees in the darker corner of the last rows of a gay porn cinema one afternoon, some deep rhode island accent crooned out ‘fuk, fuk, I could leave my fukn wife for you’. the cokpig was right pleased

I’ll just put this out there…I’d pay good money to have a bunch of guys gangbang the hell out of me and film it… being in Australia options are limited but willing to travel

Part 7 I pulled it out and it was wet, some pink KY was showing. I knew it was doing what I thought it would. Getting him ready for all his presents. One of the things he asked me last week was did Tina up the ass really burn like the stories. It was time he found out. With the head of the dildo in his ass I took some ground tina and rubbed it on the pink lubed dildo and worked it back up his ass. He stared to make a sound like he was enjoying it. We had moved a mirror onto the floor so I could see his face. This was done for both me and the camera, nothing like seeing an ass taking something and the face of the victim. I worked the Tina lased dildo up his ass. Suddenly his face went from bliss to horror, he said “ Shit, that Burns a lot “. I said “you wanted to feel the burn” . I turned the dildo side ways so it could mash the Tina into his ass. Again I heard the high pitch squeal. I pumped the toy up his ass while twisting it. I pulled it out and it was bright pink. I held it in front of the kid and I told him he now as a cunt. I asked him if he knew why and he said no. I told him because he must be having his period. He groaned and said yes. I told him he was now fertile and not to worry. I had plans for him. I asked him if he was ready to stop and he said ‘ Not sure “. I leaned over him and with one hand stared fingering his ass gently with a cooling lube we used. I stared tweaking his nipples with the other. I was asking him if he still wanted to stop, He said everything really felt great and wanted more. When he was saying this my friend walked around us and I felt his finger caressing my ass. This was an unexpected pleasure. Then I felt something going up my ass. I knew it was his injector and knew he was bumping me. I looked at him and he said not to worry, it was one of his mixtures, Tina and a little something else. He started pushing his lubed cock up my ass, it felt great. I was moaning some and old the Kid I was getting what he wanted. He said he wanted fucked. I reminded him that my friend was Toxic and he said he didn’t care. By that time my friend was hitting bottom in me. He pulled out and walked around and moved my fingers and then Push the cock that was just n me up the kids ass. He worked until he was balls deep. I walked around in front of the Kid. My cock was all tingly and I wanted it sucked. I pushed in the kids mouth and this time he took me to the base. I knew I was getting hard again and looked at my friend and he smiled at me. I am not sure what was in that bump but my hair was on fire, my ass was hungry and my cock was hard as iron. He said it was a mix he found on one of his trips to Japan. He fucked the kid easy and once in while he would go deep. I pulled out of his mouth and grabbed the phone and started Videoing the kid getting his first POZ and Toxic load. The kid was making all sorts of noises. My friend said he wasn’t going to last long so I handed him the phone to Video his cock splitting the young Fags ass. He asked this Kid if he really wanted his toxic load. The kid said yes, almost leading with him for it. I reached behind my friend, Pushed my thumb up his ass and squeezed his nut sack. He roared and stabbed the Kid with his cock, the Kid in turn squealed. My friend said Loudly “ Take my POZ load you Fagot slut, Your HIV + now “. The Kid was almost crying when he said “ Thank you Sir”. I wasn’t sure if it was from Pain or Joy. I knew the Kid was feeling no real pin yet. I looked over and saw the 2 guys we expected standing there watching, They were grabbing each others crouches and smiling.

sorry if my english is not quite right this is not my native language. introduction: I am a man 38 years married to a woman (she knows nothing about this). and "borrow" her thongs and tights. The experience: after borrowing her lingerie more often. and already 2x a safe date . I was again looking for a nice cock. start on a dutch gaychat as being married and bottom into a lot. It wasn't long before the responses started coming in. One of them really caught my attention. a Moroccan with an 8 inch cock. as neither of us could accommodate decided to do a car date near me. he will be at the agreed location in half an hour. This gave me time to make things right and rinse. then put on a thong pantyhose under my normal clothes and left too. once on location my date was not there yet. that gave me the chance to take off my clothes and stand there in only pantyhose and thong. luckily my date arrived soon. I was immediately pushed on my knees and took his cock out of his pants and had to suck right away. he was pretty rough which makes me even more willing. he pulled me up and pushed me over the hood, spit on my pussy and started using his fingers to open me up. then he put his cock in front of my pussy and pushed through in one go. I screamed but he didn't care. I told him we had a safe meeting. to which he only answered sluts like you get fucked bare. and started hitting harder. from then on i lost all self respect and started begging for his cum it didnt matter to me at that moment the feeling of bare sex was great. before long he started moaning and i felt his cock pulsate i knew i was going to be full of cum. he pulled his cock out in 1 movement and felt the cum run over my balls to my legs. he pulled on his pants and disappeared. left me without saying another word. I felt used and very slutty. I knew from this moment that I want nothing more than bare. hoping for another quick date this weekend.

----- Part Last ----- Several people made comments about my improved mood on Monday morning. "I was really worried about you last week, Corey. I didn't want to pry, but you looked really depressed. I hope it wasn't anything to do with work or someone here" my boss said. Reassurances that I was OK were made and remade with each new comment. The upcoming project looked to be pretty good and much less grueling than the last one. In the evening, I finished off the pizza from Saturday and started to surf. First stop was the site Paul had me make the profile on. "Your inbox is full. Please consider upgrading to a premium account to send and receive unlimited messages" was the notice I was greeted with. Sure enough, 20 messages were there, most of them wanting to hookup. I read each message and checked out their profile. They varied from a 18 year old parTy guy to a sixty something bear. The ones with no pics, no info or that had sent messages of only "hot profile" or "fuck me" got tossed. That left five. A 21 year old college guy had the best message. "Hi. Newly poz, huh? Hope ur doin ok with it n might consider sharing. Sub bb btm here, not looking 4 master or ltr, just love gettin loads from lots of guys. been thinkin abt gettin pozzed a cpl yrs. chasing last 6 mo. most +guys on meds, didnt convert from creepy guy that I think lied abt bein +. serious here hope u r 2" was the note riskysub02 sent. I liked his honesty and low pressure approach. I sent him a reply - "hey doin ok now, thx. no script yet so no meds. only fucked 1 guy so far. u really sure? willing 2 share if ur not going to freak if u get chrgd." I went to the next best message - "cumdump here lookin 4 bug. hiv only, already had most others. u still toxic? nice pics, hope last 1 got lucky. prefer anon. have spot in bldg basement." CmDmp4ne1's profile listed a 30 year old Hispanic guy, a few inches shorter and twenty pounds heavier than me with a great furry ass. It looked like he had a nice cock too and listed himself as versatile bottom. He also got a reply - "hey. u sure? never on meds. waiting 2 find out if guy in pic got bug. how u fuck in basement? GH?" I re-read the others and wasn't going to reply to them until I knew how the other two guys turned out. Another message came in and I could barely decipher what it said. The profile was really strange too so I just deleted the message. I searched a few times and realized Paul was right about lots of guys looking for poz loads. I even found a profile for a guy that sounded like the hookup that pozzed me - "visiting 4 wkend. HVL & only breed no prep negs. multicummer" was all his profile said besides the stats which matched my hookup, except for his status. The dick pic looked familiar too. I was just about to log when the hispanic guy replied - "very sure. u knock up lots of guys? storage rm in basemnt w/matrss. dim light. free 6pm-midnite." Another round of messages from him and I had an address, directions to get to a basement storage room and a time on Wednesday night. Once again, as I was about to log off I got a message, this time from the college guy. "thanks 4 replying. I'm positive I want it, lol. wont freak 4 sure. cant host, can u? name day time place night btr but I will skip class 2 get pozd. 1x or wud u do more to make sure?" he said. "yw. cant host. u know of a place 2 meet? tomorrow after 7pm ok? 1x yes, 2 if we click" I sent as a reply. "Dix Theater on 4th? 8pm? Look 4 guy with glowing wristbands in main theater" he replied and I sent back "c u then." I'd heard about the adult theater but I had never been there. Except for three or four visits to a bathhouse at college, all of my sex had been in non-sleazy places - dorm rooms, apartments, cars or a few parks. I was nervous as I went in and paid the fee before wandering a few minutes until I found the "big" theater. There were only six rows of ten seats with an aisle down the middle and on both sides. A few guys were standing against the back wall and I spotted a couple people in the seats, spread apart. No one had the wristbands I was looking for but I had gotten there a few minutes early. I looked around at the other rooms, including the smaller theater that only had about twenty seats and a gay bondage flick was playing to the lone guy in the front row. I went back to the main room and looked around. While I spotted one guy sucking another this time, it seemed to be the same set of guys. I stood back in the corner and waited, now expecting the college guy to flake. Five minutes later, a guy burst into the theater behind me and walked halfway down the side aisle, breathing heavy like he'd just run a marathon. He looked around and then fumbled in his pocket and brought out two barely glowing wristbands and put them on. I chuckled and took a few steps forward, whispering "riskysub?" He spun around and in the darkness I could barely make out what he looked like, but he fit the general description of his profile. "Follow me" I said and walked over to the smaller theater which was now empty. I found a spot in the back and the college guy whispered "Sorry I'm late" before he sunk to his knees. He pulled down my sweats and quickly began sucking my cock and getting it hard. He was no stranger to sucking dick and I imagined he was one of those early starters. Once I was hard and wet, I tugged on his arm and he stood back up. "Last chance to change your mind" I said and watched him shake his head 'no'. "Bend over and show me that ass then" I said quietly, but sternly. He grabbed some poppers out of his pocket and dropped his jeans, stepping out of one leg. Each of his hands grabbed on to the back of the last row of seats. My finger ran along the crack, pushing in until I felt his hole. I heard him take a few hits of poppers while my finger slipped inside pretty easily. I didn't feel any lube or cum, just sweat from his run to the theater. "This guy's taken a lot of dick" I thought. Adding a second finger, I heard him moan over the lame soundtrack of the movie. I gave a few twists and pulled them free, stuffing my hard cock in right away. "Aaaahhhh, fuuuck yeah" the college guy moaned as I slid in until I was fully planted. I plowed his well used hole, never giving him less than three quarters of my average sized cock with each stroke and usually all of it. Each thrust was firm and while I might have been gentle to start with if we'd hooked up any other way, he needed a harder fuck. Only a few minutes in, I was drilling him and you could hear the slaps of our bodies echoing around the room. We had attracted a few guys who were a lot more interested in our fuck than the one on the screen. One guy shot his load on the floor and left, leaving two to watch us. "Breed me... please breed me" college guy begged when my thrusts started to get erratic. The last few thrusts were really hard and the college guy struggled to keep himself upright from them. On the last shove, my cock erupted. I let a couple ropes shoot out before I pulled back and slammed in again, unleashing a few more spurts of my charged seed into his cunt. With the last shot fired, I stayed fully rooted in his ass. "Give me a few minutes and I'll give you another load if you want" I said breathlessly, my hands still on his hips. "Hell yeah!" he replied. I leaned back against the wall and he spent the next several minutes licking my cock clean. Once I had recovered, we fucked again but I only lasted about five minutes before I dumped another, smaller load into his guts. The college guy sucked my cock clean again before standing up and pulling his jeans back up. With my sweats pulled up too, we headed towards the front door together. We got out on to the street and I saw him for the first time in glow of the streetlights. The grin on his face was priceless and he immediately said "Thank you. You don't know how happy I am right now." "Good. Same time Friday?" I asked. The grin got even bigger and he nodded his head before saying "Oh god yeah!" "Don't be late next time" I said with a wink before turning and walking toward home. Wednesday, I took the afternoon off and went to my appointment at the clinic. I tried to look concerned, but the doctor noticed I was in a better state than I was the last time. I didn't tell him about the weekend with Paul, or the guy Tuesday night at the adult theater, or the guy I was going to meet later that night, or how many guys sent messages to my profile on a bareback site, begging for me to share my bug. The doctor gave me the numbers from the tests, which meant nothing to me. I figured I'd do some research over the weekend and figure out if they were good or bad. One was really big and the other less than one thousandth of the first. I also got a prescription and a ton of other information. "Fill the prescription right away and be sure to abstain until we get the results from your next test and probably longer" I was told. "Sure, doc" I replied knowing there was no way I was going to deprive myself from having sex. The meet with the Hispanic guy was much easier than the one the night before. I easily found the door he'd propped open and then found him in the storage room, on his knees and naked. He was tighter than the college guy, but still an experienced bottom. I didn't go easy on him either and with only a couple gobs of spit for lube, he felt every stroke. After fifteen minutes of plowing him, I pumped a nice load into his unprotected hole. CmDmp4ne1 hadn't said a word the entire fuck and I only heard a few moans and groans from him. He never looked back either. This was just an anonymous pump n dump and I was on my way less than 30 minutes after I'd gotten there. He sent me message later saying "thx. luv a repeat or 10." Benny from the pizza shop was nervous when he showed up Thursday evening. I didn't have to do anything for him to be my delivery guy. It turns out the place has a list of the regular customers and drivers can request to service them. And service me he did. "Marco said you could help me out" he said sheepishly after he gave me the pizza. I smiled and pulled him into my apartment. Once the door was shut, I pushed him back to the wall and replied "If you really want a viral load you have to ask me." My face was inches from his and I could see the sweat dripping down his face and feel his body tremble. "Please, sir. Can you fuck me again and poz me? Please?" he pleaded. I knew I wasn't the only customer that he would bend over for. The last time he delivered he had at least one load in him and offered to let me to fuck him as long as I didn't complain to the restaurant that he was late. I may have fucked him safe that time, but it was a different story now. He begged for my charged load for the next hour as I pounded him first doggy style and then missionary. Being the big tipper that I am, he got two loads. The satisfied look on his face slowly turned to panic and back as I breathlessly told him "Doc told me yesterday with my viral load I can easily infect someone with just one exposure. Be here Tuesday night so I can make sure you're toxic as fuck." He nodded and I could see his brain comprehending that this really wasn't just some hot fantasy playing out. My poz cock was still in his neg ass when he asked "there's a buttplug in my bag. Can you put it in after you pull out?" Chuckling, I realized he was as committed to this as I was and I roughly jammed the plug into his hole. Friday's meet with the college guy was a repeat, except he was there waiting for me and he was a lot more verbal. The place was much more crowded since it was a Friday. Instead of standing behind the seats of the empty small theater, he was kneeling on a middle front row seat as I stood behind, drilling him. The poz talk chased a few guys away and drew others closer. "Knock his ass up" one guy yelled out as I started to shoot my first load. College guy moaned so loudly when I dumped my seed in him, I could hear him over the din of the movie and at least twenty horny guys, most of which were watching us, not the screen. When I pulled out, some guy from the crowd tried to take my place but the college guy shut him down. "Only one cock gets this hole today" he told everyone around us. Most of the guys wandered away while riskysub sucked and nursed on my half hard shaft. When I was ready to fuck him again, he stood up and whispered in my ear "Thanks for fucking me again. Even if you aren't poz it's still hot as fuck." I figured he was fishing to see if I really was toxic. He had obviously been lied to before and was skeptical that anyone was going to really give him a charged load. Short of showing him lab results, nothing was going to prove I was toxic right then and there. "Eight hundred thousand was my viral load Wednesday. Now bend over and lets make sure you're charged up" I whispered back. He let out a sultry moan which really turned me on as he turned, braced himself on the chair back and spread his legs. This time I fucked longer for our second round. The load was bigger too and I fingered him roughly after I pulled out. Once again we left the theater together. "You serious about the number?" he asked as we got out into the warm summer air. "Mmhmm. I'm not supposed to be even thinking about sex... even if I covered up" I replied, chuckling. "Have a good one" I said as I walked away. Sunday I sent a message to Paul and asked how things were going. "Better now that my ass doesn't hurt every second of the day ;)" he replied. "Aww I need to do a better job next time u been a good boy? no fucking?" I sent back. "No dick or ass, just my hand sir" Paul answered. I was a little pissed that he was jacking off and emptying his balls into his hand or a cum rag. I'd have to settle for taking the last neg load he shot inside someone instead of just his last neg load, period. "LOL good I cant say the same profile we made has been popular" I texted to Paul. Seconds later my phone rang. "I figured you would delete it as soon as I left" Paul said. "Nah, I wasn't sure I would meet up with anyone but a few looked too good to pass up" I replied. "Oh? Did they show or ghost?" he asked. "Guess I got lucky, both showed. Three if you count the pizza guy. Seven loads de-POZ-ited" I joked. We talked a bit more and after I hung up I went back to the site to see if there were more messages. Just like before, I was greeted with the "mailbox full" message. There were a few of the same messages, one from riskysub saying "thanks again" and one telling me I was a "sick motherfucker" for being poz and still wanting to hookup. I looked over the college guy's profile again and noticed he had changed it. "not looking atm. waiting to see if the last stud ended my chase" was the updated text and a new pic showed his ass with a toothbrush in it and a blob of pink cum running out of his hole. I hoped he took it after our last fuck and that was my load dripping out of his ass, but it made me smile. Work was busy the next week, but I did breed Benny again on Tuesday. He spent the night and I gave him three more loads before he left in the morning. There was also a hookup with another guy from the site on Wednesday. A fifty two year old guy that had stopped prep several months earlier. It was a lot of fun and my first time with a much older guy. We flipped back and forth for a couple hours, dumping a pair of loads into each other. There wasn't any poz talk, it was just two horny guys fucking bare and the consequences be damned. Thursday I was at work when I got the message from Paul, while I was in a team meeting. "Feel like shit fever & aches all ur fault, lol" his message said. I smiled and I'm sure my co-workers were confused why I was happy that the boss had just told us we'd be working most of the weekend. Friday night I picked up the prescription and took the first dose the next morning. I hooked up one last time from the site that afternoon with the mid-sixties bear from the first set of messages. He said he wanted to do what he'd spent decades avoiding and take his first raw poz cock. Three loads later, his fur was matted with sweat and my cum was in his gut. A couple weeks later I checked out riskysub's profile and it now listed him as poz and versatile. I sent him a message "congrats" and he replied a few minutes later with "thx stud u didnt lie ;)" CmDmp4ne1's profile too had changed. It still had "ask me" for his status but one pic showed a fresh biohazard tattoo on his ass. It may or may not have been from me, but it was good to see he got what he wanted. I did one more search but the bear's profile was gone. I deleted my profile and called for a pizza, wondering who would deliver.

Pozzed while Cruising 4 We left the bathroom separately and chatted as we made our way across campus. He told me of all the cruising spots that he knew of on and off campus. I so wanted to ask him about his tattoos, but was scared to learn the truth. In his apartment We walked across campus and all I could think was his tattoos of the biohazard and the scorpion which I thought were a tad aggressive for a college kid. A preppy college kid at that. He was over 6 foot tall, sandy blond hair, had a magnificent cock and was well-muscled. I noticed both girls and guys would check him out as we made our way through campus. His shared apartment was just a block off of campus near a pretty popular sports bar. He made the joke that it was too bad that I was underage to get in to drink, but he smiled. I know a guy that will get you in though if you want it bad enough. I will admit as we walked and talked, I was hard just listening to him talk about whatever he wanted to. He was charming and affable, but that all changed the moment we got inside his apartment. We were both a little sweaty as he led me into his apartment that he obviously shared with another guy. I dropped my bag just to the side of the door and he tossed his bag in front of the TV. He undid his shorts, pulled out his stiffening cock and grabbed me by shoulders pushing me to my knees so that I was eye level to his cock. He fed me his 8 inch hard cock and in one swift motion I had him deepthroated up with my nose in his bush to the point I could smell the other kid’s ass in his bush. He fucked my mouth for just a quick few minutes before he led me on my knees to his bedroom. We were naked before we got to his bed with our clothes scattered about his apartment. He put me on all fours on the edge of his bed. I could feel his fingers explore my used hole. He chuckled when he realized I had a load in me. He began to eat my ass. I only had one other guy do that to me and that was an older guy when I was in high school. I loved it and I begged for more. I heard the outer door open. I asked him to shut the door to his bedroom, but he just slipped his cock into my now well-fucked hole. He bottomed out in me as I heard, what I assume to be his roommate, at the door. “New convert?” I heard a voice say from the doorway. As I heard clothes being taken off. “Yeah, I fucked him just yesterday in the Union, and he came back for more today after getting a load or two earlier.” my barebacker said emphatically. “HOT!!! Mind if I get some too?” he asked from the doorway, already naked and not waiting for an answer. The only reply he got was the guy fucking me pulled out and gave him access to my bare ass. Neither one caring what my answer was going to be. I never even saw the face of my of my new fucker, btut I knew he had a cock just as bigh if not a bit bigger than the first guy. Which I still do not know his name, but I guess I knew him well enough to let him fuck me twice. They took turns fucking me for the next 30 minutes edging themselves inside my ass. When one got close to cumming he would give the other another turn in my well fucked boi pussy. Meanwhile they had fucked the cum out of me once and I was hard again. They would spit on their cocks when I needed some lube, never once letting me off of my knees. They kept dropping hints like this one will be a good convert. The other’s will like him a lot, he will turn so many guys and convert them too. I was puzzled as to what they were referring to. They chatted as if I was not even in the room let alone fucking me. “I bred another freshman today”, the first fucker said, “right before I brought this slut home.” I heard them high-five each other as the other admitted to breeding someone in yet another bathroom in yet another building I did not know about. That is when the roommate grabbed my hips, plunged his cock deep in my used hole and flooded me with what I now knew to be his tainted seed. I could feel his cock expand and contract in my ass as he unload torrent of poz seed in my soon-to-be-if-not-already poz hole. Once he was done, the first guy took back over using his roommates cum for lube pounded my hole. I collapsed on the bed with his cock still buried deep in me as jackhammered away at me. I came again, getting off on being used like a common slut, the thought of being pozzed and being passed around to some other guys. I begged for his poz load for him to breed me and turn me out. He held his cock deep in me as he came letting his cum mix with his roommates. I was exhausted. I closed my eyes and fell asleep while my ass just began to leak their cum. One of them slid a butt plug into my ass to keep me from leaking. I dozed off while they went off and did whatever. I was awakened sometime later by a deep voice and a hand pulling the plug slowly out of my pussy. He told me Jake said I could have a turn and that you would not care. I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs and guided his thick long cock into my dripping cunt. More to Cum Love the Feedback Always open to chat and/or phone Joey

My bottom friend just left my place after 5 hours of the best sex of my life. Bisexual guy here 38 y/o first time writing on the site 🙋‍♂️🙂 Since meeting my friend.. who is a total cumpig bottom(didn't realize his level of sluttiness to begin with) and the first time with him I was cheating on my gf. The condom was being a nuisance, so I pulled it off😅 now im sure you guys can all guess.. I was hooked on raw fucking. I know it's bad to have dirty unprotected sex behind the gfs back.. but man it was so fucking hot I couldn't have cared less or ever did again. I'm now single anyway so no worries. I keep talking about going on prep but my excuse is I hardly ever bottom 🤷‍♂️ solid logic right? 😅😉 I love the dirty unknown I think. Every time he comes over I dump a load in him and send him on his way. Except tonight we had time to really enjoy each other. He had been gone on holidays in Mexico getting bred by every dick he could find. He had just arrived home lastnight so I kinda feel like I've been smashing my dick into a puddle of unknown Mexican seed all night 💦🤤🤤😋💦when he texted I happened to have just dropped a hit and a half of pretty good acid I bought on saltspring island last year, so by the time he got here I was fucked up and hard as a rock. He literally just left. And I'm wondering how long I can go before I need to push the envelope once again. Fuck I love this shit! And I love this site. Thank u to all you hot ass barebackers for your support 😜😈🍆💦

When a friend of mine (and we were friends for since primary school) found out I was a fag it changed everything. There was balance of power anymore. He was already married but he kept using me for about 2 years before he finally moved to another city.

The prospect of being monetized for their benefit doesn't foster the kind of mutual connection I'm after. Nor am I into performative shenanigans. Be authentic, and be present.

Posting just to say that the very thought of men existing among us to willingly and cravingly desire to be filled with endless amounts of other mens semen excites me greatly. To want to drain the balls of countless men, to want to have their assholes pushed open and filled with a hard cock solely to milk said cock with their shit hole and have their guts sprayed with hot semen, shortly after to feel the semen leaking out their fucked hole.... turns me on in ways that a woman cannot. I've filled the asses of MANY women with my cock and jizz, but when i think about doing it to a man OR having a man filling my hole, my cock stands up in attention and throbs rock hard in desire.

Being out in the country now, and away from the city…hooking up is very very difficult to say the least. There’s all kinds of hot trucker farmer straight guys here but none to take on my amazing oral skills and my hole. Sunday I go all connected after much angst with this SEXY PR top who wanted to fuck me while he sniffed my dirty underwear. This does nothing for me but since he was soooo turned on, I obliged. in walked this husky thick PR dude with a nice cock. He ate my home out, was glad I was slightly ripe and told me, just let me smell u. after 20 mins of this and my sucking him he put me on my back and went deeper than a tops gone is a VERY long time. 45 mins later he announced he was gone Cum inside this beautiful feeling pussy. Oh, he wanted me to call him Papi. We ended with him sucking on my boy tits and me blowing a MASSIVE load…. ❤️

Fuck, that last part was awesome! How I would love to get used like this!

I am a truly sick boy 😈😈

Mainly bottom here, tight, like a cock to use and abuse my holes. Open for most things/fantasies (not kiss/rimm) and looking for a nice load, either deep in me or on the hole and then push in! Open minded.

1, 2, 5 or 6, but lately...

Yes, in the late 80's. I was just a dumb teen that didn't think about what could have happened. I worked in a bath house and often stayed and played after my shift. Never caught HIV but now I am chasing (go figure).

After a few minutes Mike came back and started to undo the restraints. He helped me onto my back and held me while the blood flowed back into my limbs, kissing my neck all the while. “How do you feel?” “Amazing.” “Good, think you can make it downstairs now?” “What’s down stairs?” “Im sure Jack and Erik have something good planned for you. When I left them, Jack was balls deep in Erik and getting ready to breed him.” “Fuck, I need to see that.” The thought of Erik, the man who now owned my hole, taking a load made my cock leak in its cage. As quickly as I could I made my way downstairs, the plug slamming against my prostate as I walked. Mike followed closely making sure my still tingling legs didn’t give out. Mike hadn’t been joking. Jack had Erik kneeling on the couch, bent over the back. Erik’s head was tossed back in lust, clearly enjoying the pounding Jack was giving him. Mike lead me around the couch so I could watch Jack’s cock sliding in and out of Erik’s hairy hole. With each stroke the hair around Erik’s hole clung to Jacks slick cock, I was mesmerized. “Your new boy is here watching you take my load. Go look in your man’s face boy, see who you really belong to.” I moved to kneel by Erik’s head, resting the plug on my heel to keep it in place. Erik opened his eyes and smiled, “Breed my hole Sir. I need it.” “That’s right,” Jack said. Erik looked me in the eyes and in a fucked out daze said, “I was Jack’s first boy. He bred me all through college. Eventually we started picking up boys of our own, but I will always be Jacks and all of my boys by default are his.” “Exactly, you’ll be going home with Erik; Erik will hold the keys to your cage; but in the end your cunts both belong to me. Take my fucking load,” Jack growled as he unloaded deep inside Erik. A look of euphoria washed over both of them, then Jack slowly pulled out of Erik’s hole. Mike fell to his knees to clean off Jack’s cock, but he moved Mike aside and came over to me. Dutifully I opened up and cleaned the cock that had just bred my new top. “Thank you. That is just want I needed Jack. Now,” Erik straightened up revealing another raging boner, “You ready for another load in that cunt boy?” “Fuck yes.” “On your back on the floor then.” I laid on my back in front of the three men and pulled my legs up to my chest. Erik squatted down over me with his ass aimed towards my face and pointed his cock down towards my hole. Jack reached in and pulled the massive plug from me with a wet squelch, leaving me gaped open for Erik. His dick plunged into my hole. I looked up as he slid inside me, right above me was his cum slick hole, wet and slightly gaped. There was a small trickle of cum running down the inside of his leg as he started to hammer at my hole. I belonged to an already owned man. I was the boy of someone who belonged to a true alpha. I had no idea what that made me beyond the absolute bottom rung on the ladder. “Fuck Mike, you wrecked this boys hole. He’s so fucking loose now.” “You said get him ready,” Mike replied. “No, you did good. He feels fucking amazing now. I never last long with one of Jack’s loads in me and now with your pussy all wrecked. Fuck, I’m going to breed you boy. Take my load. This is my hole now!” Erik started pumping his second load of the night into me. His hole winked above me and a small drop of cum landed on my chest. “Fuck,” he panted, “we’re gonna wreck your hole so it’s never tight again.” Erik pulled out, and then crouched over me, my legs were pressed tight to my chest. He kissed me. “You’re perfect, and we are going to have so much fun together.”

“Fuck” I groaned and lay back on my bed. It was just past lunchtime and I had six loads in me. I had never been fucked more than twice in a day before and today I couldn’t get enough. My cock was soft but leaking cum, my ass was sticky with cum, I was nothing more than a pig. For a long minute I lay on my bed breathing in the smell of sex that hung around. After a few moments I picked up my phone and checked for messages, nothing. The apps were silent too. Things seemed to have calmed down for a minute. I could have gotten up and showered, or pushed the loads out of me, but I didn’t do either of those things. I just continued to lay on my bed, naked, covered in cum, still horny as fuck. I got out my computer and resumed watching The Breeding of Ian Jay. Ian was now getting railed by Brad McGuire and Jerry Stearns while the fuck-slave Will serviced them all. It was intoxicating to watch. Ian and Will were consumed with animal lust. I felt that. I knew how they felt. I wanted to be them. I wanted me to abuse me. I was well into scene three and Ian had another fat cock deep in his cunt, his eyes had rolled back into his head, when my phone went off again. “Hi pig, I’m a friend of Jeff’s. Two horny tops here, wanna come over and get bred?” Then followed two photos of massively fat cocks attached to two hot bears. “Fuck yes, I’m free now, what’s the address.” “We’re just off campus.” He sent the address, “How long will it take you to get here?” “Like fifteen minutes?” “Perfect, see you soon boy.” I put on a pair of briefs, basketball shorts, a tank top and ran out of the house. The guys were located in a neighborhood of small houses only a few blocks away from all of the university apartments. I parked in the drive way behind a rather battered looking car and walked up to the front door. A burly fur covered man in just a pair of running shorts opened the door before I could knock. “You Jeff’s slut?” “Yes, Sir,” I replied. “How many loads have you taken today?” He stepped aside letting me inside. “Six.” “Fuck,” he grabbed my ass and his finger pressed against my battered hole through the fabric. He closed the door behind me. “Take your clothes off, you don’t need them in this house.” “Ok!” I happily pulled my clothes off and just dropped the in a pile by the door. “God you are a sexy little fuck. I can’t wait to use you. This way, Tom is waiting.” He led me up the stairs to the second floor, we walked past a master bedroom and came into what was certainly supposed to be the second bedroom but had been turned into a playroom. The windows were covered with heavy blackout curtains, and all of the lighting in the room was dark red. One wall had a long low row of cubes that were filled with various sex toys, and on the wall were mounted leather crops, paddles, and other gear. Next to the bed stood a free-standing sling. There was a big bed in the middle with a sturdy looking headboard, dark rubber sheets, with a mirror above it, and laying on the bed was another thickly built handsome bear. He was already naked and stroking his fat cock. I looked back at the man who had greeted me at the door. He had dropped his running shorts and was now stroking an even fatter cock. He nodded towards the bed and I leapt between the other man’s legs. I was to later come to know that the man I was now sucking was named Tom, and the man who was settling himself behind my ass was named Robert. Toms cock was long with a narrow head but it flared like a fucking traffic cone. I spat all over it, trying to swallow as much as I could. I ran my hands up his hairy body, gripping his protruding nipples which elicited a deep moan from him. As I worked Tom deeper down my throat Robert got down between my cum covered cheeks and started to lick at my battered hole. I grunted around Tom’s cock as Robert’s tongue flicked over my hole. “Fuck this is a lot of cum, you’ve taken some big loads.” “I wanna taste, turn around and sit on my face boy.” I let Tom’s dick fall from my mouth and scrambled around so that I was straddling Tom’s chest and pressed my ass back into his bearded face. His hair felt rough on my cheeks but it made me shiver. I liked being in the hands of these two daddies. I had always been more into jocks, and guys my age, but now I found myself more drawn to these rough, fur covered men. Tom pulled me back against him and shoved his tongue deep inside me. Robert stood up and smacked his cock on my face. His dick was equally thick all the way down, with a broad flat mushroom head. His big balls swung wide under him. I opened my mouth wide and he crammed his dick down my throat. As Tom lapped hungrily at my hole Robert began to face fuck me. I gagged and spit around his cock. I kept pushing myself back harder and harder on Tom’s face, though he certainly didn’t seem to be complaining. Following a blissful eternity, Robert said, “I need in that cunt.” He pulled his dick out of me and shifted back, “Get in the sling.” “Fuck yes,” Tom growled in approval as I got up and moved to the sling. His face was covered in cum that had leaked from my hole. Tom helped me into the sling and then attached my wrists and ankles to the straps. I was helpless, laid out at the perfect height to take cock. I could see myself in the mirror above, and loved what I saw, a dumb cock slut ready for more. “How have you been finding your loads boy,” Robert asked. “Adam4Adam and craigslist,” I said, “Well and the couple of guys Jeff has sent my way. “Damn you got six loads in a morning off of that! Good job. We might be able to help you get some more if you’re not worn out when we’re done with you.” Robert bent forward and kissed me with his cum covered beard. I could taste my hole on his lips, and all of the loads from inside of me. While I was distracted Tom started to force his cock inside me. For a moment my hole gave a little resistance but a glob of spit and a little push and he broke through. My head pressed back into the sling and my eyes rolled upward. This was perfect. The sling swung with each stroke, and as it swung back against Tom his cock slammed deeper and deeper inside me. I knew that I was screaming but it sounded like someone else. The animal heat had taken over my brain, and I was again lost in the fuck haze. Robert smiled down at me as Tom ravaged my hole. “God damn this hole feels good, babe you are going to fucking love it.” “Do you like my husband’s cock?” “God yes, I love it.” “You want him to breed you?” “Yes! I need his load. I need both of your loads!” “Don’t worry boy, you’ll get them. But first we’re going to have a little fun with your hole. Does that sound good to you?” “Yes!” “You want us to use you?” Tom was fucking me even harder as his husband questioned me. “Yes.” “Good! We’re going to make this little college boy pussy into a proper fag cunt.” “Babe, come use his hole while I get the toys ready,” Tom said pulling out. “You’re in for a ride boy.” Robert took Tom’s place and without hesitation slammed the full length of his cock inside me. I called out, but it didn’t hurt in the least. It felt amazing. My hole opened wide and accepted his fat cone cock inside. “Fuck this is a good pussy, almost a shame to ruin it, but…” He trailed off and hammered me deeper. I watched his cock slam into me in the mirror above, watched as the hairs around my hole clung to his shaft and the cum frothed up around him. The few times I had let a guy film me while we fucked before I my hole had looked small and pink, stretched tight around his cock. Now, however, my hole was wet, loose and red, my swollen lips spread wide for Robert’s cock. As Robert abused my hole Tom collected items from the toy shelf and put them on a small rolling cart. He came back with a wide range of toys, from the size of a large cock to ones I would never have imagined could fit inside of me. Tom grinned at me, and opened a massive jar of lube. “Like my husband said,” Tom smirked, “You’ve got a beautiful boy pussy, but if you’re the sort of boy who will spend a whole morning collecting loads and go over to the house of some strangers who got his number from a trick, you’re really meant to have a big loose fag cunt. If you say yes boy, we will help you start on your journey to being the ruined faggot cum hole we know you are.” “Would you like that boy,” Robert asked as he flexed his cock inside me. I felt his cock flex a few more times and then said, “Yes, please use me. Open my cunt up. Ruin my hole!” “Good choice!” Tom grabbed a dildo a little larger than both of their cocks from the rack and lubed it up with some heavy looking lube. Robert pulled his cock out of me and I watched as the black latex cock disappeared inside of me. I groaned watching it open me. “Wow, your hole is so wet you just swallowed that in.” Robert came back from the wall of toys with a strip of leather in his hands, “I’m going to blindfold you boy. You’ll be surprised how much more you can take when you can’t freak yourself out seeing the size.” With that, the world went dark, and all I could focus on was the creaking of the sling, the smell of cum and sweat, and the penetration of my hole. I would find out later that I spent almost an hour and a half blindfolded in that sling getting stretched wider and wider. Some of the toys took a lot of coaxing to get inside, others widened so slowly that they just slid deep inside of me. The two men using me kept petting me, kissing me, and encouraging me as they worked. They told me how beautiful my hole looked stretched around the toys, how impressed they were with my progress. Eventually Robert said, “I think it’s time you see how much you’ve taken boy,” and pulled the blindfold off. I blinked several times, my eyes taking a minute to adjust to the light again, and then looked up in the mirror above me. Tom was between my legs holding the base of a massive dildo, it had to be thicker than my own forearm and it was balls deep inside of me. He pulled it slowly from my hole and I gasped seeing that it was over a foot long. They had broken past my second hole and I hadn’t realized they did so. These two bears had worked my hole so well that they had rearranged my guts and opened me wider than I ever thought possible and I hadn’t known they were doing it. “Oh my god! That’s so fucking big!” “Feels good doesn’t it boy?” “Yes! It’s amazing.” “I told you, you’re destined to have a massive fag cunt.” “Thank you Sir!” “We’re not done yet boy.” Tom pulled the toy from me slowly and stepped aside as Robert took his place. He rubbed my hole with his fingers, slowly dipping one, then two, then three, and four. There was no resistance even as he folded his thumb forward and pushed into my hole. I watched his fingers disappear into me in the mirror up to the knuckle before he met any resistance. Robert pulled back and twisted his hand in and out of me. He started to alternate between hands, sliding them deep inside and twisting about, pulling my hole wider and wider. Satisfied that enough progress had been made he made his hand into a point again and press it into my slack hole. I took a deep breath in and pressed out, his hand vanished. “Fuck!” I screamed, his fist now deep inside me. “God damn boy! You took that like a champ.” Robert held his hand inside me for a minute, and then started to pull out. My pussy lips stretched around his hand, stretching away from my body. Then his hand slid out of me, and then just as quickly back in. Very slowly Robert built up speed siding his hand in and out of me. Each time he opened his hand, wiggled his fingers and then bunched them back up into a fist. He started pulling his hand out of me with his fingers clenched, stretching me even wider. I was panting as for the first time he pressed his closed fist against my battered hole and it too vanished. “Fuck! Yes! Ruin me, fist my cunt!” I shouted. “It certainly is a cunt now, no pussy can take a fist like that.” “Alright Robert, that’s enough for one day, or he’ll be too sore to take any more cock today.” “Damn, you’re right,” Robert stopped punching me, and pulled his hand slowly from my hole. “Its time for you to come milk the loads out of our dicks boy.” Robert helped me out of the sling as Tom laid down on the bed. On shaky legs I walked over and mounted Tom, his cock disappearing easily into my cunt. “Lean forward baby,” Robert said, pushing me down onto Tom. I knew what was coming, I had seen this porno before. Robert lined his cock up with my already penetrated hole, and started to push in. I groaned happily as his cock slide past my lips and pressed balls deep inside me. Then the two bears started fucking me. They managed to pump in tandem, keeping my constantly full and stretched. “Fuck boy, we are going to flood that hole.” “You ready for our loads?” “Yes! Breed my cunt!” “Here it comes.” Robert grabbed my shoulders and held me tight on their two cocks as they both erupted inside of me. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” I whimpered as they unloaded. “Good boy.” Robert pulled out slowly after he stopped shaking, and then Tom slid me over so I fell onto the rubber sheets and he slipped out from under me. “How do you feel?” “Fucking amazing. I’ve never been used like that. I loved it.” “Good! Wanna try one more thing?” “Sure, what is it?” “What are you thinking babe?” “Something to make sure this boy comes back soon,” with that Tom picked up something small from the toy shelf. “Close your eyes boy.” I closed them tight and felt Tom lift my cock, it felt like he worked a cock ring around my dick and balls, but then there was something else. He was pushing my shaft down, and then there was a click. “Open them.” I looked down to see my cock encased in a 3D printed cage. It was black with small openings along the sides. “Oh fuck!” I said excitedly. I’d never thought about chastity but now that my cock had been locked away it seemed right. “We’re gonna keep the key for now boy, so here’s the deal. Go home, keep taking cock, and we’ll see you in… two days, when we’ll either unlock you or help you become even more of a cum pig. Sound good?” “Yes Sir!” “Well,” said Robert, “I certainly didn’t expect to find a new sub boy today.” “I didn’t expect to get my cunt fisted and my cock locked up,” I laughed. “Alright, go home boy before we end up just keeping you.” “And don’t forget, have fun.” We all kissed at the door before I got dressed, and then after I got dressed. We laughed and they grabbed my ass. I would have come back even if they hadn’t put a cage on

Making My New Son * * * * * I dreamed this last night and had to get it down. I thought it was so hot, I actual shot a load in bed. I am still working on the final part of War Brothers, but wanted to get this done before I forgot it. * * * * * "Come on guys grab the fucker and hold him down. He's a strong fucker." I bellow out as the man I have selected to become my new son struggles to get free. My selections name is Aaron Blackman and he is the quarterback at the local high school. Since I am the assistant football coach at the school it was easy to stalk him. I have admired him not only on the field, but in the locker-room. He has a magnificent body and a cock and set of balls that would make a bull blush. I knew I had to have him the first time I saw his low hanging nuts swinging between his naked hairy legs. I knew what I wanted, but it wasn't easy finding it that is why when I saw Aaron I knew he was the one… well actually my cock knew before I did, but still. While Aaron may have been a young physical master piece with gorgeous blue eyes, he was academically dumb as a stump which was ok since I wasn't interested in his mind. Any way I knew this buck wasn't going to go down without a fight. Even with the four of us he was almost more than we could handle. But, finally we got the cuffs on his wrists and the ties around his ankles. We took a rest and enjoyed watching my beautiful new son struggle and try to break free. I considered drugging him, putting him out. But that wouldn't provide the experience that I wanted and I wanted him to have. Instead he would be drugged with Tina to help bring out his inner whore. That is the nice thing about Tina. Every man has an inner whore even when he keeps it under lock and key, but Tina can find it and help bring it out. Even this stud. After resting for a bit, we picked him up and carried him inside. Now we know he was going to scream, but as we were out in the middle of nowhere we are not concerned about him attracting attention, but it looked like it might rain and we didn't want him getting wet - at least not by rain. Once inside we placed him on a large rubber mat on the floor, unhooked his wrists and stretched them out to his left and right, re-attaching this wrists to loops in the concrete floor. Of course he tried to free himself, but with the four of us there to control him, and his legs still bound, we were more than a match for him. Once we had his arms secured we did the same with his feet, securing each one to a steel ring embedded in the floor. He was now spread out wide and certainly not going any where. Naturally he was also screaming, calling us names and threatening to kill us when he got free, but, that is to be expected and soon his tune would soon change. Then we cut his clothing off of him. Part of me was sorry we had to do this, as his clothing was very high end and quite nice, but it was part of his training. As we cut off each article of his clothing we showed it to him, and tossed it in a drum in which a fire was burning. "Why the fuck did you do that, those clothes were brand new and cost $400. You fuckers." Aaron screamed. "Oh, look guys. This stupid whore, who is about to be raped and turned in to our pet whore, is worried about his fucking clothes! Stupid fucker" I laughed loudly. The other guys joined in laughing. It took Aaron a minute for his brain to register what I had just said. His eyes grew wide and then he began to thrash about, trying to get away. "No - please don't rape me. Please I'm straight. I like girls. Please don't. I am so sorry. Come on guys I want to have kids, a family!" Aaron pleaded. "Oh, baby I've been looking for a stud like you for ages. You're going to become my son. You will love me. You will love your brothers, also. You will encourage us to use your body. You will take our cocks, cum, piss - and you will beg for it. You will be an obedient boy, and in return you will want for nothing" I said as we began to strip off our clothing. "NOOOOOO!!!!" Aaron screamed, but he also began to look over our bodies, one guy after the next. "What… What… are those scars?" Aaron asked in a shaky, but still angry voice. "Oh, you see all of these are my boys and all of them have been where you are now. They all started hot straight studs. Those scars are a sign of my personal adoption process. Well, that and…" I trailed off. "My god, that's unreal," Aaron said. "Aaron I want to be honest with you son" I started to say. "I am not your fucking son you sick faggot pervert and you are not my dad… fucker!" Aaron screamed. "As I was saying, you will not leave this place as you are. When you leave here you will be my son, I will be your new father, and these boys your new brothers. All of my boys here were once pussy-fucking straight boys, but, now they are full fledged homos. You will not leave here neg, either" I said. "You were all straight?" Aaron asked in disbelief. "Yep" my sons replied in unison. "Wait. Neg? What do you mean by neg?" Aaron asked. "You will not only be trained to love cock, cum, and piss, you will learn to love the feel of the male body as well as all of its flavors and treasures. Each of us is going to give you our baby or AIDS baby. As part of your adoption process to become a member of our family, you will be given HIV from each of us. You will from then on carry a part of us inside of you for however long you live. To put it another way, we are going to impregnate you with our AIDS babies" I explained. Aaron resumed screaming and thrashing, but to no end. It was pointless. He couldn't free himself - unless, of course, he chewed off his arms and legs. I pulled a small bag out of my pants' pocket. In the bag were several shards of crystal meth. I picked a nice large one, closed-up the bag and tucked it back in my pants' pocket. Walking between Aarons' legs and kneeling down, I looked him in the eyes. Seeing the panic in those eyes, I reached down and pressed the shard of crystal meth up into his asshole. I could feel him tighten his hole, hoping to keep me out, but I just pressed harder, until finally the pain caused him to flinch and in the meth popped. I made sure to push it in as deeply as I could, then stood-up, and smiled down at him. "Let's give him ten minutes and then we can start the party" I said to my sons. "What… What was that?" Aaron asked, his young, firm studly, body shaking. "That was hard drugs, baby. Tina. A booty bump. Crystal meth. It's going to help free your inner cock whore. It's will help you sail in to the wonderful world of faggot AIDS whore. It will help you become my son." I said, still smiling. I could see Aaron working his ass muscles, trying to push it out, but it was in too deep, and because of its crystalline texture wasn't moving. Finally he gave-up and started to sob. We stood around, stroking our cocks and saying dirty, nasty things about the boy on the floor. Out of curiosity I reached down, picked-up his wallet and looked in side. There were fifty dollars, and condom which naturally I threw in the fire drum. "You won't be needing that any more" I said. His wallet also contained his drivers' license, school ID card, a picture of (I suppose to be) his parents and two younger brothers. I put everything but his driver's license back in to his wallet. Well, that and the condom which, I'm sure, was completely consumed by this time. I looked at his driver's license and noticed he turned 18 three days ago. I put the wallet down so that when everything is done I could return it to him. We are here to rape him. To turn in to a faggot. To make him my son and give him our AIDS babies - not rob him. I could see that he was growing more hyper. His eyes were darting around, his breathing quicker. I reached down and felt his chest: it was defiantly hot. I knew the Tina was working. Taking hold of his beautiful cock, I gave it a couple of strokes. His body tensed-up and he groaned. "No, no, no. Don't, don't, don’t" He babbled. "Ok, we can begin. Mark and John - bring in the boys." I said to two of my sons. They in turn headed out the back door, returning holding the nine Doberman pinschers on leashes. A Aaron stared at the dogs. Kneeling by his head I said "Don't worry. This will almost certainly hurt like fuck at first, but then you will feel pleasure like you never thought possible, certainly much more pleasure than any woman's cunt could afford. Oh, and don't worry. The dogs may hurt you, but they have been well trained and will only go so far. Go ahead. Panic and scream, if you like. But, when you feel that pleasure of which I've told you, I want you to sing out with joy. Sing for me, son" I said and then stood-up, everyone moving away from Aaron. "Boys, TEAR!" I said. Mark and John released the leashes. The dogs rushed to Aaron and started nipping his body all over, his neck, head, face, groin and ass crack excepted. We stood by and watched, as Aaron screamed out in pain, the dogs nipping and pulling on his skin, causing small bloody wounds all over his body. I moved in between Aaron's legs and released them, positioned them on my shoulders, aligned my hard cock with his hole and slammed into him. He screamed even a bit louder as I raped his virginal hole, and the dogs worried his body. The wounds the dogs were causing were not deep. They would leave scars just as they did for my other boys. They would bleed and hurt a bit, at least until Aaron was utterly distracted my cock and the Tina booty bump. I slammed in and out of Aaron's hole. I could feel it tear and bleed. As I continued to rape my new boy, my older sons formed a circle around Aaron and begin to jack their cocks. After about 15 minutes, per their training, the dogs moved away from Aaron and lay down. I looked over and saw their dog cocks were rigid: they always got horny tearing into my new sons. Guess the dogs got off on the scene as much as my sons and I did. One by one my boys blew their loads, spraying their AIDS come on to Aaron's body, covering the bloody wounds with their poison seed. Once each had shot his load onto Aaron, they all knelt down and started to rub the cum into his wounds. Aaron was shaking hard: his mouth was moving but nothing was coming out. His cock was rock hard and dripping precum. The pain was apparently turning to pleasure, particularly when my cock hit his prostate. Of course the Tina continued to course through his body. My boy's 'inner faggot whore' was coming out. Soon he would loose control and truly become my son; a new member of the family born complete with a new crop of HIV to further the mission. I picked up my pace and really started slamming into his guts. He began to babble quite vocally: the Tina was in full effect and to make sure that Aaron was flying high John placed a bottle of poppers under Aaron's nostril. Inhaling the fumes, Aaron moaned out loudly and deeply, his muscled stud body beginning to shake and tremble. "F…F…Fu…FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH GOD PLEASE FUCK ME!" Aaron wailed. I smiled down at my boy, my son and admiring his wounds, the blood and cum coating his young firm body. I could feel my nuts boiling, and knew I would soon shoot into his guts. Sure enough, a few deep hard thrusts later I blew, sending my poz cum deep in to his ass. I pulled out and stood, admiring my blood-shit-mucus coated cock. John stepped in behind me and slammed into Aaron's hole. "Oh, fuck bro, your hole is some beautiful, so warm, so wet, so perfect" John whispered to his new brother. Soon John shuddered and pumped another load of poz cum into Aaron. "Oh, fuck me fuck me bro. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me" Aaron begged over and over as he lost control. His mind on fire, the pain turning to pleasure, the cock in his ass the source of bliss, not pain. His mind broke and crumbled as Aaron's inner whore was set free and took control over the hot jock. I watched with great pleasure as Aaron's body went rigid, his cock swelling ever harder, spurting forth cum like a lawn sprinkler. "Oh, god whore me, whore my faggot ass, whore me, whore me, whore me. Give me your AIDS babies; please give me your cum!" Aaron bellowed as his nuts unloaded a second and then a third time. Over the next five minutes Aaron had four orgasms. By the time he came down off the last orgasm he was utterly incoherent. Over the next two days we gang fucked Aaron. We kept his wounds bleeding and we kept coating his body with our poz cum. We knew he would almost certainly convert. We knew our new family member would soon be one of us, would soon be carrying our AIDS babies inside of his body for the rest of his life, combining with his own DNA to make a new strain of baby, one that he would one day pass onto a new brother, a new family member. To his credit, Aaron begged for our cocks and cum the entire time. Of course we kept him drugged on Tina and poppers to keep his mind broken and in faggot whore mode. By the time the two days were over, Aaron's body was covered in a thick layer of AIDS Cum and blood. We left him to clean ourselves. When we came back he was sound asleep. We have watched and knew that during those two days Aaron had cum over four dozen times, his own nuts long ago drained half, so most of his orgasms were dry and intense, his nuts trying so hard to shoot something - anything, no no avail. Now we would just have to wait and see if he had become the faggot whore we wanted or if he would need another session - in a week or so. We waited, lovingly looking after him, our brother and son. As soon as he was strong enough I offered him my cock. He looked at it, looked at me. Our eyes locked as he opened his mouth, sucking me down his throat. He worked my cock and I could tell he was desperate for my seed. I quickly gave it too him. He greedily swallows it. As he cleaned my cock I made an offer to him: "Aaron honey, are you up for some cock in your pussy? Some of the boys haven't had a chance to get off inside of you yet. They were here for your adoption, but didn't get a chance to breed you. Can you take care of them for me? There are nine of them." He looked at me, lust in his eyes. "You want me to do the dogs don't you? Please tell me you want me to do the dogs" Aaron pleaded. "Sure, baby. I want you to take care of the dogs. All nine of them. After all, they helped make you a whore and now they want to feed you their doggy sperm. Want it?" I asked. "Oh, god yes. I want cock Dad. Lots of cock." I brought the dogs in on leashes, locked the doors to the room, and released Aaron from the floor. Instead of trying to make a run for it, he crawled over to the group of dogs, presenting his pussy to them. One by one they mounted him and bred him. As the first dog's knot swelled, sealing his cunt Aaron shuddered, spewing a load of clear juice onto the floor under himself. By the time the ninth dog was done Aaron's hole had dog sperm shooting out of it like a waterfall in Yosemite, with a large puddle of clear juice under his body, a puddle the dogs had induced him to shoot. I decided then that it was time for the ultimate test. I unlocked the doors, throwing a pile of clothing at Aaron. He dressed and walked over to the exit. "Why don't you want me any more? Did I do something wrong?" Aaron asked looking at the door and then back at me. "No baby, you did nothing wrong. I want you forever. You’re my son. A member of my family now and forever, but, now you have to choose. Do you stay or go. The choice is yours" I said. Aaron opened the door and walked out. I waited, but he didn't come back. Looking out the door I could see him running down the road. I sat down and waited for the cops. Three hours later I hear a car coming up the road. I went outside to see Aaron pulling up in his car. He got out, he retrieved a suite case from the trunk. "I told my parents I was moving out. I… couldn't tell them it was because I was going to be a faggot whore. I told them I had joined the army. In a few months I want you to send a letter telling them I was killed. You are my father now, they are my brothers" Aaron said, pointing to my other boys standing in the doorway of barn. "That is, if you still want me" Aaron asked, his voice trailing off. I walked over to him, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him with love and passion. Aaron was with us for about three months when he got very sick. He wss weak, throwing up, muscle aches and a high fever. He asked me to take him to the doctor, but I knew what the malady was, as did his brothers. I sat down on the bed next to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a damp towel. "There is no need for you to see a doctor, son. What this means is that our AIDS baby is growing inside of your body. You adoption is complete; you are one of us in body, mind and soul. You have the fuck flu, which is the sign your body has been infected with with HIV. Now your body will start combining our babies with your DNA making a new strain of babies. That strain you will one day pass onto a new brother, but, for now just rest. We will take care of you" I said as I kissed my pregnant son on the forehead. Tears of joy swelled-up in Aaron's eyes. He whispered into my ear that he needed cock; I smiled at him, pulled the covers from his sweat-soaked, aching body. His brothers and I made love to his sick, weak, aching body. Aaron moaned out in bliss, groaning in his weakness and sickness, but he still managed to hump and pump, bringing us off inside of his feverish body. We made love to him every night from then on. Aaron turned out to be a very talented whore. He not only likes male, he lives it, craves it and is always willing to pleasure it, human or animal. On his first anniversary of becoming my son, we wrote a letter to his parents. At first Aaron assumed we would tell his family he had been killed in combat. He was surprised when we told them the truth, that he had become a faggot whore, and was infected with HIV. How much he loved cock and even having sex with animals. How he knows his choice was right and how liberating. That he was finally free to be the male God made him to be, and how enjoyable sex is without condoms or worrying about AIDS. The letter continues, explaining about his pregnancy and how he has given them their first grandchild. It explained to them how the whole male-to-male HIV-to-HIV pregnancy thing comes about, and how he enjoyed being pregnant. He smiled at me, knowing the tone of the letter was correct. He signed it, and selected a few photographs of his sexual sexual activities to include in the envelope. He chose one depicting his body covered with bloody cum covered sores from his adoption. One where he was on his hands and knees, a a large Doberman pinscher hung up in his cunt. Another showing what I knew to be dog cum running from his stretched-out, gaping pussy. Another showed him him sucking off his brothers and finally one of him drinking piss sprayed fresh from his own cock as he lay on his back, glistening in golden showers. A wicked smile crossed his face as he chose the last picture. He wouldn't let me see it, but wrote on it with a black marker, and then handed it to me with a smile. I take the photo from him and look at it, then at him and then smile and lean over and kiss him. It is a photograph of a load of his cum that we taken a few days before. Written in one corner was the inscription "Your AIDS grandchild, one year old. With love, your grandson."

He had a strong jaw line with a the beginnings of beard shadow beginning to form, medium brown hair, sharp green eyes and a broad muscular frame. Despite the obvious power of his muscular arms he lacked the definition that came with manhood, his soon to be hulking form still soft and a little boyish. There was however nothing boyish about the stench of sweat that pored off of him as he pulled his wife beater off to reveal his broad tan chest and stomach. Sprouting up from his shorts grew a thick and enticing line of hair that hinted at the man he was soon to become, and in the center of his chest a thin patch of hair had started to from. As he walked closer he kicked off his shoes, pulled of his socks and dropped his shorts, deftly kicking them off to the side. He closed the last few feet of distance to where I knelt on my bedroom floor, cum dripping from my gaping and over flowing ass, in only his sweat-stained jockstrap. This guy may have only been just 18 but he was already a filthy fucker, his meaty cock strained against the thin yellowing fabric of his jock. He pulled his jock to the side allowing his already throbbing cock to spring forward and after smacking me in the face with it a few time he said, “Get that cock down your throat faggot.” I could taste sweat on his shaft as I desperately strained my jaw to accommodate his substantial girth. Slowly I worked his shaft into my mouth, slurping away at his meat as he moaned. “Man, faggots always suck cock better then chicks,” he said, “I gotta get in that sloppy hole though. Show me that cum dump hole.” Without hesitation I pulled off of his cock and presented my cum filled hole to him. “Yeah, that’s gonna feel good wrapped around my cock,” he said rubbing his cock up and down my slick crack. He only teased my hole for a moment though before slamming his whole length and girth into me. Had I not already been so well lubed with cum I would never have been able to take him as quickly as I did but as it was he slid home and started to jack rabbit away like the over excited 18-year-old that he was. “You want me to blow my load in your hole faggot?” “Yes please!” “Dump my jock boy load in your faggot cunt?” “Yes, breed my cunt.” “Oh: I will faggot, don’t you worry.” He held onto my hips and bucked deep and hard every time. The apartment was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and now the stench of sweat and cum was becoming even more overwhelming. “I’m gonna fill your sweet hole with my load boy, shit,” he panted, “Gonna save your number too and whenever I cant get a bitch to take my cock I’ll come use your faggot ass. Oh, shit. I’m not gonna last. Here comes my load fag.” The jock held his cock just inside my hole with only the head left within my sphincter, he cock throbbing as he slot volley after volley of cum into my already filled and slackened hole. “Fuck, your hole is so warm and even after taking so many cocks feel nice and tight against my cock. Whoever fucked your cunt first today must have had the sweetest hole ever. I’m coming back for more another day.” Then he got dressed again, and left. My phone chirped.

My phone dinged and I looked over to see a new text from the high school jock glowing on the screen, “be there in fifteen,” it read. “Text from your next cock?” The man slowly fucking my ass asked. “Yeah,” I replied rather sheepishly. “Send him the same think you sent me, I should be finishing up by then.” I grabbed my phone and started typing as the cum filled bottom I had invited over began to pound away at my hole, “Man your cunt is so warm and loose, I’m not going to last long at all.” My phone buzzed again, “When was your last cock?” “Send him a selfie where you can see me breeding your hole over your shoulder.” I flicked the camera button and then aimed the selfie to show the thin lean blonde behind me and my mouth hung open in please and lust. Without thinking any more about it, I sent the pic. “Is that right now?” was the response. “Yes.” “You are a faggot cum dump, you’re gonna love my four day load and fat jock cock.” It was almost hard to read my phone, my hole body was being rocked forward and back with increasing ferocity of the fucking I was getting. He hadn’t been kidding, he wasn’t going to last long already he was growling and panting as he thrust harder and harder into me. “Fuck, I’m getting close,” he cried. “Parking,” my phone chirped. “From one bottom bitch to another, take my fucking load.” The blonde bottom slammed his long thin cock into me and began pumping shot after shot of cum into my already over filled hole. He must have been edging all night from the size of the load he dumped in me. I could feel the excess oozing out around his cock. I head the door open cautiously and then someone step inside the apartment and close the door quickly. “That’s just what I needed, shit man. He’s all yours kid.” I felt the cock slide from my hole and the body of the blonde move away. I looked over my shoulder to see the high school football star standing in the doorway to the bedroom with a wicked smile on his face.

For a long moment I just lay there fingering his load in my hole, and then my phone chirped again. “Ready boy, what’s the address,” was all the message said. I quickly responded to theItalianStalion with my address. After just a few moments my phone chirped again, “Great. I’m really close be there in 10.” My heart was pounding again and a mixture of excitement and dread ran though me. I had clearly lost my mind, but my cock or rather my hole was doing the thinking for me. I had two loads sloshing around in my guts and I needed more. There seemed to be no end to my hole’s craving for loads. I just stood there for a few moments, naked, next to my front door and then, thinking better of it, went into my room grabbed a jockstrap off the floor and stuffed my semi hard cock into the pouch. It didn’t seem like it had been ten minutes when the knock came at the door. I quickly peeped through the peep hole and saw the handsome face of theItalianStalion waiting in the hall for me. Quickly I opened the door and stepped back to let him in. He seemed to look into my soul for a moment as he took me in, naked and sweaty in just a jockstrap. It was then that I became aware of the fact that the entire apartment stank of sex. I must have looked like such a slut, and in that moment I was. “You’re a hot little fucker,” he said, pulling his t-shirt off. As he raised his arms the smell or sweat spring from him and I saw that his chest was still glistening slightly from his work out. He looked even bigger and hairier then he had in his picture and my cock sprung to it’s full six and a half inches at the though of this hunk of man breeding my hole. “Turn around, I wanna see that ass.” I turned around and bent over slightly. “Looks like you’ve got some cum leaking out of your hole boy. How many loads you got up there already.” “Two,” I answered. “You are a slut. Well that’s good cause I’m in the mood to breed some slut cunt.” I heard a rustling and then felt his big strong hands against my hips. The smell of gym sweat filled my nostrils as I felt his cock rub up my crack. I bent over more and braced myself against my knees, his cock sliding up and down between my cheeks. From in my room I head my phone chirp, but I ignored it and focused on the man behind me. “You want me to fuck you boy? You want me to slide my cock raw into your cunt and fill you with my spunk? You wanna get bred slut?” My answer came out almost in a moan, “yes.” “Good boy.” At that his cock found my hole and he pressed the thick mushroom head into me. If it hadn’t been for the two loads already in my hole for lube I don’t think I could have taken his thick veiny cock. “Fuck your hole is so wet and warm, I’m gonna fill you with my big load. I haven’t’ cum for three days, I’m gonna flood your guts, leave you dripping for the next guy. You gonna look for more loads today boy?” “As many as I can get I replied breathlessly trying to adjust to his fat cock which was now balls deep in my formerly tight condoms-only hole. “That’s fucking hot. Feed that hungry hole. Maybe I’ll come by tonight after your hole’s been used up for seconds.” He had started to thrust in and out of my hole now. There was no slow building up of speed with him, he had gone straight for pounding and I was gasping for breath as he pummeled my hole. My phone chirped again. “Oh god, pound my hole. Breed me! Fill me with your spunk! Shoot your load up my ass!” I begged as he pounded. Suddenly he grabbed me and turned us together so that he could pin me against the wall and resumed his ass breaking pounding. I knew that my neighbors could hear me screaming as this man who’s name I didn’t even know slammed his raw cock in and out of my hole. “You ready for my load boy?” “Yeah! Breed my hole!” “Here it comes.” He pressed his cock as deep as it would go into my hole and held me tight as his cock throbbed with in me. His load rocketed deep into my hole mixing with the other two loads sloshing around in there. His whole body seemed to convulse as he came, and feeling him shiver and shake behind me I felt pride at the pleasure my hole had just given him, and a need to provide that for more men. After a very long moment he pulled out. I stood back up straight and watched as he dressed. Not twenty minutes after he had gotten there he was ready to leave again, but I wouldn’t have traded those twenty minutes for all the world. “I’ll be back to breed you again later tonight boy,” he said and then he was gone. I ran a finger across my hole and felt the slickens of loads leaking out of me. I sucked on my finger for a moment, and then crossed to the bedroom to check my phone.

I turned the movie back on and watched as Ian Jay’s hole opened up easily to except Dan Fisk’s long thick cock. The horny bottom groaned as his hole was penetrated and I started to rub my cock. My hole twitched at the realization that in a few minutes I would be the bottom moaning as a raw cock slid inside of me. The pleasure on Ian’s face increased my lust to be bred and I started to look nervously at the door willing my top to get there sooner. My computer rang with an Adam4Adam alert and I paused the movie to click over. theItalianStalion had messaged me back, “headin to the gym, horny as fuck, lookin for a hole to breed when I’m done. how long are you free today?” I messaged back telling him I was taking loads all day and for him to text me when he was ready to come use my hole and provided him with my phone number. After sending my message I turned the movie back on. Just a few seconds later my phone chirped with a text message, “I’ll be done in about two hours boy, you want me all hot and sweaty from the gym?” “Fuck yes,” I replied guessing this was theItalianStalion. “I’ll text you for the address when I’m done here boy.” My cock throbbed and my hole twitched at the though of having another guy in such quick succession to the first. What the hell had come over me. Another text came through, “here,” it read, and then was quickly followed by, “open the door a little and get on your knees.” I did as I was instructed and opened the door a crack and got on my knees just behind it still wearing only my white briefs. I waited with baited breath for a few long moments to the silence out in the hall, and then I heard soft footsteps coming from the stairs and heading to my door. They paused for a moment outside and then slowly the door swung open and there he stood. He looked just like he had in his pictures, tall and blonde with a strong angular face, he wore a polo shirt, brown shoes, and tan pants that were slightly tented out at the crotch. He closed the door behind him and pulled of his shirt, then he quickly shucked his shoes and pants and lastly dropped his boxer briefs revealing a cock that while still mostly soft was surprisingly thick. “Well get over here and suck my cock,” he said in a gruff manly voice. I scrabbled over to him and swallowed his semi-hard cock in one go. He groaned a little as his cock began to swell in my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth slathering over his shaft working it to fullness. Now I’ve been told in the past that I give a damn fine blow job and most of the guys that I had been with had enjoyed a nice long one before the fucked me but this guy had different ideas. A soon as his cock was fully hard he pulled it from my mouth and grabbed hold of my shoulders so he could spin me around. I suddenly found myself with my ass in the air and my chest pressed into the floor as this stranger rubbed a rough finger over my hole. He spit on his finger and my hole and worked his way inside a little bit twisting his finger around in my hole. Normally I needed a lot of rimming and fingering to get ready to take a cock but on this day my hole just opened up and was only too willing to open wide and accommodate this man’s considerable girth. He moaned his appreciation at my now winking hole. “Sweet little boy cunt,” he muttered, “You ready to get bred boy?” “Fuck yes, breed my ass.” “Good answer.” His finger was removed from my hole and I felt the warm wide blunt slick head of his cock pressing against my hole. I pressed back a little and tried to relax, under normal circumstances I would be terrified trying to take his cock but my hunger seemed to banish all of my fears. I needed his cock and so it must fit. Gradually my hole blossomed around his cock and he was soon able to slide balls deep in my ass. I groaned. He pulled out very slowly just so that his head remained inside my rim and then after a moment without any warning he slammed the full length of his thick meat back inside my hole, he repeated this several times each time slamming back a little harder and then he began to deep fuck me pounding away at my hole with long powerful strokes. My whole body shook with every thrust, pressing me into the floor. I was powerless against his pounding, not that I would ever have wanted to stop it. His raw cock sliding in and out of my hole was sending waves of pleasure across my body. My moaning was reduced to whimpering as the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the apartment and my nostrils became saturated with the smell of sex. My body seemed to be melting away and all that was left was my hole stretched around this strangers raw cock. His did was becoming my whole world, the cum he would soon plant inside my guts the only thing I cared about. He pulled out suddenly and growled, “get on your back, I wanna see your face when I breed your hole.” I quickly rolled over, grabbed my ankles, and presented him with my hole again. He moved swiftly into position and sank his cock back into my now wet and sloppy hole. Sweat dripped from his strong furry muscular body onto my skinny pail chest. His armpit was right above my face and I could smell the sweet intoxicating sent that a man only produces when he’s fucking someone. He leaned in close to my face and muttered, “I’m gonna breed your sweet boy cunt now.” “Do it, breed my hole,” I encouraged. He gave my hole a few more deep pounds and then growled as he bottomed out and sunk balls deep inside of me his cock pulsing madly. I groaned as I felt his load rushing into me, filling my gut. After a long minute he pulled out his cock starting to soften and quickly got dressed. “You’ve got a nice fucking hole boy, I’ve got some friends who might like to use you, mind if I give out your number to some of them?” “Please do.” “Good answer slut,” and with that he was gone. For a long moment I just lay there fingering his load in my hole, and then my phone chirped again.