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Part 3 Stu: Danny wasn’t bad for his first time sucking dick. He even tried to deep throat my cock. He failed, but it was good to see how eager he was. As much as I liked him sucking me, I really wanted my cock in his ass. I gave him suggestions on what to do with his mouth and tongue while sucking cock. I told him to lick my balls which were very full. It felt amazing so I got him to suck each one into his mouth. He looked so hot down between my legs sucking and licking all over my cock and balls. He would stare at them as he explored and then would look up to see my expression. The smile on my face would change as I would moan and then go back to a smile. I knew he was a virgin to anal sex. I wasn’t even sure he had played with the dildos he took from my grandmother’s toy box. Yes, I had checked and found the box with just the vibrator in it in the trash. I was going to go as far as Danny would let me today. Hopefully that meant he would walk out of my house today with his ass cherry popped. I pulled him back up and kissed him again, tasting my precum in his mouth. I whispered in his ear “Tell me if you want me to stop” and he replied back breathlessly “Please… Don’t stop… I want to try more.” Those words were magic to my ears. We definitely couldn’t do everything, but I was going to get the basics covered. We rolled over and I got him on his back. I licked and kissed down his neck to his shaved chest. I sucked on his right nipple and then gently bit on it. Without a piercing in it, it was much more pleasurable to him than when he bit mine. I thought that the perfect eraser head nipples he had would look even better if they were pierced like mine. I could feel his cock throb against my body each time I flicked my tongue or bit his nip. Danny’s hands were resting on my head as I worked his nipple over and followed me down until I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. He gasped again, just like he had done upstairs when I first sucked his cock. I sucked on the head, tasting the precum that was now dripping out of his cock. I spent a few minutes bobbing on the steel-like shaft, but I wanted more. I pulled off his cock and pushed his legs back. He grabbed his feet and pulled back, revealing his lightly haired butt. I kind of chuckled and wondered if he had watched some gay porn like I had suggested, since grabbing his legs like that isn’t a natural move. I licked up the underside of his shaft and then went back down. I started a little lower this time, from the top of his taint and up his cock. A few more trips and my tongue was right at his virgin hole. All I tasted was sweat and knew that Danny’s hole was clean enough to not create a mess. I consider myself kinky, but dirty holes are one thing that turns me off. I rolled him back a little more, so he was mostly on his shoulders. His athletic body was having no problems holding this position and soon my face would be buried between his butt cheeks. Gasp isn’t a strong enough word to describe when I started to rim his hole. He sucked half of the air out of the room and then yelled out “oh my fucking god!” I was happy we were in the insulated basement or I’m sure the neighbors would have been calling the cops. I wasn’t entirely sure he hadn’t cum from the first few seconds of my tongue flicking over and then poking into his butthole. I could feel the muscles in his ass ring flex and wink around my tongue. I was pretty sure I had taken him to a pleasure point he had never been to before. The whimpers and moans that followed his exclamation let me know that he was enjoying it. The penetration that was going to happen soon was probably going to be a little painful compared to the ecstasy he was now in, so I did my best to get his hole prepared. My tongue and fingers helped get his hole to relax and open up slightly. Once one finger seemed to slide in easily, I pressed in with two fingers. His hole was soaked in my spit and there was plenty inside too. I got three fingers in and could twist them around easily and garner a good moan out of Danny. I really wished I had a video so I could see the expressions on his face, but maybe I’ll do that another time. — Danny: I spent so much time licking and sucking on Stu’s cock. I know it was longer than the first time I had sex with a girl, since that lasted only about fifteen minutes. His voice was so reassuring and only a couple times did he tell me to not do something. When he told me to lick his balls I thought he was crazy. I did it and he really seemed to enjoy it and then he told me to suck one into my mouth. It was a weird feeling and it was hard to keep my teeth away, but it was really amazing to see how much pleasure I was giving him. I wasn’t sure what to do next and it seemed Stu was reading my mind. He pulled me up on top of him again and we kissed. As awkward as all of the kissing I did with girlfriends was, this was so natural and erotic. Our tongues brushed against each other and the spit was moving back and forth between our mouths. He then told me quietly to let him know if I wanted him to stop. Stop wasn’t in my vocabulary at this point. Everything we had done had felt so good, I just wanted to keep going. I know I said something silly like “I want to do everything” but in reality, I really did. The pleasure I was getting from Stu today was infinitely more than all of my previous sexual encounters combined and we had only gotten to foreplay and oral sex. It was at that point I realized that we probably were going to move to anal sex. I panicked. I had played with the smaller dildo that I had taken from Stu’s grandmother’s box, but it had hurt when I had tried to put it in. I tried a few things to help it go in - spit, lotion, even some cooking oil I snuck out of the kitchen. Nothing seemed to help and all I got was a sore hole. Guys in the porn videos didn't seem to have a problem even taking huge dildos so I didn't know what I was doing wrong. Stu licked his way down my body just like I had done to him and spent some time working on my nipple. He bit it like I had tried (and had seen on some of the gay porn I saw) but instead of the pain he got, I had waves of pleasure. My list of things to ask Stu was now getting longer again to include what I had done good and bad. Stu pushed my legs back and I remembered from a few of the porn videos, the guy grabbed his feet to hold them wide and give the other guy better access. I tried to do the same thing and I’m pretty sure Stu laughed. He started sucking on my cock again but this time only lasted a few minutes. He then started licking up the length of my cock, from the base to the tip. And then he started lower… and lower. I didn’t know that the part of me between my asshole and cock could feel so good, but that’s what his tongue did. My heart was thumping in my chest and then he took it up a few notches all at once. When his tongue started going over my hole, I couldn’t believe the pleasure. I gasped like I never had before and then screamed out something. I could feel my hole start to quiver as he licked and sucked and prodded it. I had never really thought of my ass as a place of pleasure before, but Stu was showing me it was. When his finger circled around my hole and then pressed in I got scared again. His finger was a lot thinner than the dildo and with all of the spit I could feel it went in a lot easier. It still was tight, but nothing like the pain of the dildo. He used his fingers and tongue to get my hole stretched open and I think he stopped when he got three fingers in all at once. It was feeling really good and then he pulled them out and leaned back. I felt so empty. He reached over and got a bottle of something off the table next to the bed. He opened the cap and then held it to his nose and breathed in. He did it again and then put the bottle to my nose, pushing the other nostril closed. “Breathe deep” he said in a soothing tone. I did and felt a rush rip through my body. “Again” he said and the rush got even deeper. Stu put the cap on and then rolled my body on to my upper back and I felt the tip of his cock rub over my hole. “Relax, Danny. It’s going to hurt a bit at first and then feel really good” Stu said. I remembered the dildo and I tensed up. “Relax” he told me again. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and then felt the pressure at my hole. He pulled back and then I felt some cool liquid drip on my hole and then he pushed back in. Several seconds later, I could feel his cock pop past the ring and start to slide in. He rocked his hips and nudged in deeper each time. I let out a groan and he pulled back and added more liquid. He slipped in easier this time and soon I could feel him get deeper inside me. I opened my eyes and I could see Stu staring at me with a huge grin on his face. Each stroke of his cock was longer than the one before it and while it was a little painful at first, he was right that the pain started to fade away. It felt like he was pumping a foot or more of cock into me each time, but I knew his cock wasn’t that long. In fact, I couldn’t even feel his body hit mine like in the porn I had watched. —— Stu: Now was the moment I had been waiting for. He hadn’t said anything about condoms. I was glad since I hated the feel of the things and I really wanted to breed him. I reached over to the table and grabbed a bottle of poppers. They weren’t really fresh, but would have to do. I took a couple hits and they seemed to be ok and then I leaned forward and got Danny to do the same. The expression on his face told me that he felt them hit him and hopefully between them and the prep on his hole he could take my cock. I lowered his body back down and my stiff cock rode along his butt crack. The precum that was dripping out, along with the spit, might have been enough lube but I didn’t want to take any chances and coated my cock with some real lube. The head of my cock was teasing Danny’s hole and I added a bit of pressure. He was tight and I told him to relax. He did a little but not enough. I dripped some of the lube between the mushroom head of my cock and the puckered opening and tried again. This time I got in a little bit, the flared head got just inside the outer ring. The piercing tugged on my cock as it pushed in, adding to my pleasure. I rocked my hips a bit but I could tell he needed a bit more lube. That did the trick and soon I was fucking my cock deeper into his no longer virgin hole. The strokes got longer each time and I could tell that his sphincter had now stretched enough to let me drive in harder. I knew from experience that my cock was leaking a lot of precum as I fucked and was lubing Danny’s chute a little more with each thrust. He definitely seemed to be enjoying it and before I knew it I was giving him three quarters of my cock at a time. My balls were swaying as I leaned in and let his legs rest on my shoulders. I really couldn’t tell what he was saying quietly as I fucked but it didn’t seem to be “stop.” I sped up a little to see if he could take it and the moans got louder. I slowed again and tried to push deeper. The loud grunt from Danny told me that was deep enough for now. I kept plowing his hole and was surprised at how well he was taking it. Many of the virgins I had fucked only lasted five or ten minutes at the most. We had more than doubled that but I could tell that Danny was getting close. The stimulation was too much from my cock sliding in and out and nudging his prostate. He had reached up and stroked his cock occasionally, but never for more than a couple strokes at a time. I felt my balls start to pull up and that was followed by my cock swelling. Danny’s eyes opened wide as he felt his hole get filled with the extra girth and he started to stroke his cock. On the fourth stroke he started to shoot his cum all over his chest and face. I could feel the spurts as his hole squeezed tight around my shaft each time another rope of cum flew out of his cock. As he shot the third rope, my cock joined in pulsing my own spurts of cum and coating the inside of Danny’s colon. It had been a long time since I felt that many shots come out of of my cock when breeding a guy. Danny’s own orgasm had milked a lot of my cum out. After both of us stopped shooting I fell forward on to Danny’s chest. His legs wrapped around me and we laid there a moment before we began kissing. A few minutes later, my cock had softened enough to plop out of his hole and I’m sure a lot of my seed dribbled out of the battered hole. We rolled on to our sides and then I may have dozed off for a few minutes. —— Danny: Stu got into a good rhythm driving his cock into my ass. As the pain faded I could really enjoy it and wondered if the girls I had fucked had gotten as much pleasure as I was getting now. Or maybe they just felt the painful part. It seemed to go in waves through my body as he fucked me. Fucked is a terrible description, though. It wasn’t love either, since I didn’t have those kinds of feelings for Stu. It was just sex for the pleasure of it. I know when I had fucked those girls I had a rather mechanical motion of just going in and out. It didn’t feel natural and I really had no idea what I was doing. Stu, on the other hand, was good. The motions were so fluid and he varied the speed, depth and intensity to make it more enjoyable. I tried to jack my cock while he fucked me like I had seen in the porn videos, but each time I could only do one or two strokes before I felt like I was going to shoot my load. I wanted to keep going, so I would wait a while, stroke my cock once or twice and then wait again. Precum was dripping all over my abs like never before. I didn’t know if I was going to have any liquid left in my body to cum when it finally happened, but I wasn’t going to worry about it since I felt so good. I was mumbling nonsensical words as he plowed into me since I couldn’t verbalize how good it felt. Occasionally “fuck yeah”, “oh my god yes!” or similar phrases came out. At one point Stu pushed even deeper inside of me and I felt a sharp pain. I grunted like I had never done before. It was a sound from deep within my body that was completely involuntary. I guess I wasn’t going to feel all of Stu’s cock in me today. Maybe I could work up to that. What the hell, I’m already planning on him fucking me again? Maybe I’m not a good sex partner and he won’t want to do this again. He did say he liked to play around. Maybe he fucks a guy once and moves on. Shit, why do I over think these things. My hole started to feel sore and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could go. My balls were starting to ache too from edging too long, so I started to stroke my cock until I shot my load. It didn’t take much either - a half dozen gentle strokes caused my cock to erupt, shooting big spurts of cum all over my chest and face. On the second or third shot, I heard Stu growl and slam into my ass. When he went that deep earlier, I had a searing pain shoot through my body, but this time I was too wrapped up in blowing my load. I felt a warmth fill me up like I had never felt before. I guess it was at this time I realized Stu had never put on a condom. I wasn’t going to get pregnant but all of those “safe sex” lectures in high school suddenly flashed in my head. They disappeared just as quickly too, as the euphoria from my orgasm blocked out any other thoughts. When our orgasms ended, Stu crawled up my body and kissed me. It was an intimate kiss that did nothing to help my cock soften. We rolled on our sides after I felt his cock fall out of my hole. We kissed a bit longer and then we looked into each other’s eyes. Stu drifted off a few minutes and I just kept watching him. I was no longer a virgin to gay sex and he had taken it. It felt so good, so much better than I felt after the first girl I fucked.

I woke up the next day. Daddy had left for work already. He left me a note on the table. I want you to visit my Daddy today. Offer yourself to him as if was me. Dress up for him. Cock cage. Take the butt plug with you but not in your pussy. On the back was his address which was about 20 min away. I got dressed in a light blue lace thong, short jeans cut offs that showed my ass cheek and a tight tank top. I also put on sheer black knee high stockings and wore my high heel boots. I looked in the mirror and put on a little eye shade. I drove out parked and walked up to his apartment and knocked on the door. Opening the door was a tall mixed handsome latino black man. He was at least 6'1 with broad shoulders and was early 60's. "Hi i am Ricky you must be Brian's boy. Come in", he said I went in and i sat on the couch. He got us some wine and walked over to sit next to me. He was wearing thin shorts and i could see the outline of his cock which was huge. He also had on a terry robe top that went to his waist and was wrapped around his thin body. As I looked at his face it was gaunt. He looked a bit sick. He had a bit of a thin beard and moustache. He sat right next next to me and turned towards me. "So tell me about yourself", he said while tuning his body facing me, his legs touching mine and his hand resting on my leg. I was nervous but yet calmed. He had a very calming and warm demeanor to him. "My name is Jeff and I am Brian's boy. We met about two months ago and he has changed my life", i said "How did he change your life and in what way", he asked I turned to Ricky and made sure our legs were touching and started telling him the story of how wet met and got involved. And I also went back further and talked to him about my journey being bicurious and hook ups with other men via massages and road to being gay and more importantly a total bottom whore. I felt totally comfortable with him telling him my whole story. I didnt realize that our fingers were intertwined and my leg was now on his and his other hand was now on my thigh. While is face was gaunt his eyes were stunning deep brown and he had long eye lashes. I could stare at his for days. He leaned in and kissed me. It was the most soft and tender kiss i have had even more than Daddy. I opened my mouth and let him in, wanting his tongue to ravish my mouth. It was so sensual. His hand on my thigh was now stroking it sensually as he touched my cock. He felt the cage then went back to my thigh and felt up my balls through the bottom of my shorts. I let out a soft moan. His other hands were working over my nipples. He broke out kiss and leaned over and started to kiss on and suck on my nipples. He didnt bit but rather sucked, licked and swirled them around with his tongue. I held his head there with my two hands softly rubbing kissing his head. "Take me please", moaned He stood up and took off his robe. I saw a muscular and gaunt frame. Then he took off his shorts and saw the most magnificent cock. It was huge, probably 10" and thick. Not as thick as Daddy but very thick. It was veiny and has some red splotches on it. His chest also had some dark red splotches. "Are you sure. I have full blown AIDS." he said as he stroked his now huge hard cock. I just stared at it, my mouth watering my cock hard. I was torn. He was so hot and sexy but he had full blown AIDS and who knows what else but it didnt matter and I didnt have to remember what Daddy told me, my desire, my cunt was running my mind. I was so wet, I wanted him in me. "Yes I want you to take me and make me yours. I want you to impregnate me with your seed. Please" i said taking off my clothes then getting on my knees to suck his huge cock. "Ohhh yeah suck it good", he said moaning I sucked him for a good ten minutes teasing his head then taking most of him in my throat only gagging once. "Your a good cock sucker. I see Brian has trained you well", he said lifting me up and putting me on the couch, spreading my legs lifting my ass and eating my pussy. I started to moan loudly as i opened my legs more. He ate and ran his fingers in me massaging my prostate, teasing my hole also he scraped my pussy walls with his fingernails. I winced in pain but didnt care cause it felt so good to get eaten out. He then reached over the stand next to the couch grabbed a key and unlocked my cage and took out my cock and removed the plug. Then he lubed his cock and put my legs on his shoulders. "You sure about this. Once i am in you and i am going to cum in you", he said "Yes please i dont want you in me", i said as he looked at me confused "I need you in me. I need your AIDS sperm in me marking me and making me pregnant. I want to have your baby like i had my Daddys", i said opening my legs on my own offering myself to him "Please take me please", i begged He then stuck his fat head at my hole and pushed in slowly, He took his time entering me. A while later he pushed through my 2nd ring and he was deep in my cunt be he kept going. I had never felt anything so deep in me. I felt so full and complete. He pulled out his cock, i gave him a sad look, he smiled and grabbed lube and put more on his cock and stuck his baseball bat of a cock back in me. He quickly got passed my 2nd ring then pushed deeper into me. I threw my head back and moan and opened my legs as much as a could. "Ohhh shit please take me please", i moaned and begged He kept going until i felt him hit a 3rd ring. The pressure was incredible and there was some pain with him being that deep. I breathed and relaxed to take him. He pushed a little more and he passed the 3rd ring. It felt like he was in my stomach he was so deep. He leaned down and gave me a deep kiss and out tongues danced together. The he started to fuck me good grinding his cock deep in my belly and gyrating his hips. I started to moan uncontrollably as he fucked me and i wrapped my legs around his waist to get all of him in me. "Damn your pussy is so tight" he said fucking me His cock felt so amazing in me, its like it could feel every inch of him sliding in and out of me. I could feel the veins stroking my pussy. He left my lips and started kissing and sucking on my neck that sent me into overdrive. Then he started to do medium strokes and go after my prostate. My head fell back and my eyes went back in my head and my pussy started to spasm around his cock. "Ohhhh damn your cunt is hungry isnt. It wants my cock bad", he moaned "Yes my cunt needs your cock and your dirty seed in me" i moaned back to him We were both in heat. He pulled out and turned me over and began fucking me doggy style and pounding me deep. He would do long strokes, pulling all the way out and slam back into me. The first few times hurt and took the breath out of me as he went so hard and so deep in me. He dug his hands and nails into my hip. It was hard pain and immense pleasure all in one. He pounded me like this for a good 15 minutes in doggy as wells as pushing me flat on my stomach and sitting on my ass and rearranging my insides. Normally i can take cock like this but because his cock is so long it was difficult and i felt it deeper in what felt like my stomach. It was an incredible feeling As he thrust his cock deep in my body i pushed up with my pelvis to meet his cock and get all of him in me. He thick meat scraped my prostate on the way in and out. I was panting and moaning like a real whore. "Oooohhhhh yeah Daddy fuck me good and deep please", i moaned "Don't worry babe you are going to get all of Daddys cock and my seed in you. I am going to give you a second baby. My boy Brian gave you your first baby now i am going to make you pregnant again.", he said fucking me deep He got off me and turned me over and lay on me our lips meeting. I instinctively opened my legs and offered my self to him. He accepted and entered my as i wrapped my legs around his waist. I couldn't believe i was fucking a guy with full blown AIDS and begging him to cum in me. We stayed like that for a while, him gyrating and fucking me while our lips were lock with the occasional sucking on my neck or my nipples. I love the ways he sucked and chewed on them. Every time he did my cunt squeezed his huge invading meat. After 45 minutes of fucking and what i felt was making love, he got off me sat upright on the couch and told me to climb on and take my load from him. He was running low on energy and wanted me to work for his hot charged load. I slowly climbed on him with my knees outside of his legs facing him and grabbing his thick hose and aiming at my cunt. I pushed down and slowly got it in then worked my way down while kissing and staring into his deep eyes and kissing his beautiful and gaunt face. I dont know why but his gaunt face was so beautiful and sexy to me. His gorgeous eaten body made my cock so hard and my pussy wet. As we kissed i went down and licked and inhaled his armpit, i swear i almost came from doing that. His scent was pure animal. "I cant believe how much i want you and your turn me on. You are so beautiful and sexy", i said in his ear. "I know. Whores like you want my AIDS body to fuck you and make you pregnant", he said back "Yes please", i begged "Please what", he said manipulating my nipples "Please cum in me, breed me, give me your AIDS babies", i said as i kept squeezing his cock with my cunt muscles "Your cunt is going to get what it wants", he said I felt his cock expand and suddenly send huge spurts deep in me. I felt the hot cum hit inside my 3rd ring and 2nd spraying me with his babies. I started to convulse on his cock and also started to ride him harder. He dug in his hands and nails in me as he was cumming. "Oh my God....uhhhhhhh", i moaned as i shot all over him with 7 huge spurts as i had not cum in a long time. We kissed out lips interlocked as we rode our orgasm together. After 5 minutes of me slowly gyrating and working his cock with my pussy to get all his seed out of him i collapsed on him. He held me in his arms. I climbed off his horse sized cock and went down on my knees and cleaned his wet cock. The taste of his cum and my pussy was delicious. I held some in my mouth and kissed him pushing it into his mouth. He willing took it and said "We taste good together" I went back down and kept licking him clean and working his cock to get every drop out of him. I couldnt help notice there was a tinge of red in the cum as he really ripped my ass in half. "Ohhh yeah suck it. You want every drop dont you" he said and i just nodded I climbed back on the couch with him and we lay together legs interlock and lips together. It felt right to be with him. I cant wait to get pregnant again.

12. My hole felt slick as I sat back down at my desk. I tried to send a few more emails but wasn’t achieving much. All I could thing about was being back in that bathroom stall in an hour taking another big load. Fuck it, I thought, and got back on scruff. There were a few more guys on than before, but nothing promising. I looked back at messages and woofs from guys. The first new woof I had was from a hot looking 19-year-old, not too far from my apartment. His profile photo showed a cute face, still kind of boyish face with a hint of stubble starting on the chin, floppy hair, and bright eyes. Normally, not my thing, but the next picture showed a tight muscular body, that only came from a lot of work at the gym. He was flexing with his arm over his head and a sweaty heavily haired pit exposed. A thin treasure trail dove into the low-slung short workout shorts, and a little patch of hair sprouted between his well-shaped pecs. The last photo was a beach photo of him in a speedo that seemed to barely contain his junk. I sent him a message. Next was a guy in his forties, bushy moustache, close cropped hair, slightly furry chest. He had unlocked his album, and amongst cute photos of his friends and him hanging out were two fantastic nudes. His first, a mirror shot with no face showing, cute average body, and hard fat cock. The second was just his cock, not super long but fat as hell, with a big slick looking mushroom head. I sent him a message too. Then the third guy. Thin, with a kind of nerdy look. He had square glasses, and a smooth face. Messy hair flopped down over his forehead. His album was unlocked. A couple cute face pics, and then him laying on an unmade bed, one leg under the sheet, naked, smooth tight torso leading down to a wild mass of pubes, and a semi hard cock flopped over onto one leg under its own weight. This was followed by one of his hand gripped round the base of that heavy looking cock. Last that cock, hard, slick, and shoved into a raw cummy looking hole. He too got a message, and for good measure I went back and unlocked my photos for all of them. The jock responded to me first. Young and horny… perfect. He said he was done with work in a couple of hours and could meet me at my place right after work. I told him I’d probably be home just after six, and sent him my address. It was getting close to 5. I packed up my things, logged off my computer, and walked towards the elevator. On my way up the thin nerdy looking guy sent me a message asking if I was free that night. I told him that I was after 7:30 if he wanted to come over and included my address. I opened the door to the bathroom, and there, completely naked, was my boss his cock already hard. I didn’t need instruction. I closed and locked the door, tore off my clothes, and got on my knees to suck his cock. To my surprise he pulled me up from the floor, pulled me tight and kissed me hard. His hands explored my body, one holding me close and the other tugging at the band of my jock. His fingers slid across my hole, smearing the little bit of cum that had leaked out, while his tongue invaded my mouth. When he finally broke the kiss he said, “We’ve got more time now, so I’m going to do this right. Take the jock off.” I did as I was told, and dropped my jock on the floor. He went and sat on the closed toilet seat, his cock pointing straight up and motioned to me. I moved over and straddled him, my caged cock pressed against his torso. He pulled my mouth to his and started to kiss me again. As he did, his hands grabbed my hips and steered me downward. I felt his big cock head against my taint, then it slid back snagging on my hole. I shifted my hips to catch him, and then felt my hole break open around his invading head. I moaned into the kiss as I slid down on his cock. He groaned too. I was so full of cum that I felt nothing but joy. A moment later I was sitting on his lap, still locked in a warm passionate kiss with my boss. He held onto me firmly, slowly starting to grind into me. I grunted with each thrust, the cock slut in me gaining satisfaction as he did. “Such a warm wet pussy.” “That’s your cum you feel Sir.” “You liked taking my load didn’t you?” “Yes.” “Sitting at your desk with my seed in your cunt?” “Yes.” “Good boy.” He bucked his hips into me forcing me forward. His hands under my ass he shifted his weight forward and pulled me up. He was standing, my legs and arms wrapped around him, and his cock still inside me. He pinned me against the opposite wall, my hands finding the safety rail for support. I kept my legs on his shoulders and he started to rail me. I knew I was shouting but was almost positive no one would hear us. He certainly didn’t seem to care. He pounded me harder and harder, till sweat poured off of him. Hes face was lost in animalistic lust. What had started as a sensual fuck had turned into a brutal breeding, and I was perfectly happy. I was desperate for cum. I wanted to feel him unload in me again. “Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy, leaking cage and full of cum. Your cunt is perfect.” “Please breed me! I need your load. I’m a cum whore. I need to be filled.” “I know boy. I’m going to fill you.” “Fuck.” “Yeah, whore.” “Fuck yes! Please… please… please,” I was a whimpering mess, begging for cum. He was a sweat covered animal rutting in my used hole. “Take my fucking load boy!” “Yes!” We were clearly shouting by the time he slammed back into me and started to throb. His orgasm rocketed yet another load into my slack hole. He slowly set me down. “Fuck that felt amazing. Im not kidding your hole is amazing.” “God. Seriously any time. Ever since I let my roommate put this cage on me,” I shook the cage at him, “I’ve been hornier than I could have imagined. All I want is to be bred.” “Well don’t worry. I’m going to be pumping at least one into you most days now.” “Thank you.”

Part 2 Danny: The day after I was in the hot tub with Stu he called me over as I was running past his house at the end of my run. He offered me twenty bucks an hour to help him clean out the house. I could work a couple hours a few days a week. More if I wanted. The money would sure come in handy and it was more than I was making down at the hardware store working mornings. I only had a month before I headed off to college anyway. I went over for my first day on Monday wearing a pair of old jeans and a tee shirt. It was hot in the house and I regretted not wearing shorts. Before too long I had to take my tee shirt off since it was drenched in sweat. I wanted to take my jeans off too, but I just had a jockstrap on and while we had been naked in the hot tub I figured that wasn’t appropriate. We were finding boxes stuffed everywhere. I found several under the bed and pulled them out to the middle of the room. We started opening them and the second box I opened shocked me. There were a few sex toys inside it and I gasped. Stu noticed and asked “What?” I showed him the box and he laughed. “Damn, the old lady has some surprises, huh? Let’s see… vibrator, a couple dildos… They look pretty recent, I wonder when the last time she used these? Glad to know she still had a sex drive at her age. Nothing I want, might as well pitch them” he said. I took a few boxes, including the one with sex toys down to the garbage can. I put the dildos in a bag and hid them out of sight, figuring I would pick them up when I left. Later, I took them home and stashed them under my bed and then went off for my run. The next day I went over and dressed better. I had an old pair of running shorts and a tank top, but I soon took the tank off. Both of us were sweating but we finished emptying one of the small bedrooms so there was just an old bed in there. We started in on another room and I came across a box of old black and white pictures. When I asked where he wanted me to put them he told me to put them on his bed in his bedroom to sort through later. I walked down the hall and opened the door. Stu had obviously cleaned this room up first. It was freshly painted and fully decorated. There were pictures on the wall of Stu and a lots of different guys. In fact, the only picture of a woman was one of an older woman by herself on the night stand. I looked the pictures over and noticed most of the guys were either naked or damn close to it. Stu was kissing a guy in a few of them. My cock was getting harder the more I looked. I guess I took too long and Stu was standing at the door. “Like what you see?” he asked. Fuck, I was busted. My mind raced and all I could say was “You have a lot of friends.” He laughed a little. “Yeah, I guess I do. Lots of good memories there. I guess you can figure out from those pics that some are more than friends” he said. I looked back at him and then realized what he was talking about. “You’re gay?” I asked. “Yeah, 100 percent. Never dated or fucked a girl. I hope you’re ok with it” Stu replied No one had ever told me they were gay before. Maybe that was why I was attracted to him. “Sure, why wouldn’t I be?” I replied. I was being honest. “Uh.. How did you know?” I asked. He looked back at me and grinned. “I got turned on by looking at guys. Women just didn’t do anything for me. How about you? Do you ever get turned on by guys?” Stu said. I blushed and didn’t know what to say. Should I be honest? “Yeah, sometimes” I said quietly. “Nothing to be ashamed about. Everyone is different. Just do what you enjoy and don’t worry so much about what other people think. Uh… Lets call it a day and you can go for your run” he replied. I was really happy that the conversation didn’t continue. It was hard to get into the groove that day during my run. I kept thinking about Stu and his question. — Stu: Danny didn’t come over the next day after I outed myself to him and asked if he liked guys. I figured I had blown it. But the following day he came over and it was back to the same routine. He would work about fifteen minutes and then his shirt would come off. It was hard to concentrate on anything other than his sweaty body. He looked so hot. I could see the outline of his jockstrap through his well worn running shorts. There seemed to be a nice bulge that I dreamed about sucking on. We didn’t really talk much that day until he suddenly asked “Have you ever had a boyfriend?” I laughed. He sounded a little like my mother when she would ask if I had one. “Once, a long time ago. We broke up since I like to play around and he wanted a monogamous relationship” I replied. We talked a bit more but everything was vague. I was hoping he would ask more questions. Right before he left I suggested that he watch some porn to see what stuff excited him. I even gave him a few sites to look at and hinted he should look at both gay and straight porn. The next day we were emptying another bedroom and he mentioned he was only going to be around another three weeks. I was disappointed, since I really did like having him around. He was good eye candy and fun to talk to. We took a couple boxes down to the garbage cans and as we walked back into the house Danny asked “How do you meet guys?” I put my arm around his shoulder and led him into the living room and to the couch. “There’s lots of ways, Danny. There are hookup apps and dating apps, websites too. Sometimes the gym is a good place, but you need to be careful not to ask the wrong guys. When you’re a bit older you can hit bars. In the city there’s a bathhouse. And if you’re really adventurous there are some cruising spots. It just depends on what you’re looking for - companionship or just to fuck” I replied. He seemed a bit shocked at how casual I was talking about this. “Uh… you mean some guys just meet for sex?” Danny asked. It took everything I had to not burst out laughing. I chuckled a bit, though, and told him “That’s what gay men are known for. Until recently, gays couldn’t get married so we did what males have done for centuries - had sex with whomever we wanted.” I wanted to ask him if he had ever done anything with a guy, but I was waiting for the right moment. I did rest my hand on his leg. “Oh, I guess that makes sense” Danny said. — Danny: Once I knew that Stu was gay, my mind came up with thousands of questions to ask. I wanted to know everything, but also didn’t want to let him know I had no idea where to meet guys that might be interested in me or what to do when we met. I started to call him to tell him I would be over the next day, but my stomach was in knots I was so nervous. I calmed down and went over the day after that and slowly worked up courage to ask a few questions. I started out easy, asking him if he ever had boyfriends. He told me he had one, which surprised me. He said he preferred fooling around with more than one guy which I found really hot. I asked a few more simple questions but couldn’t figure out how to ask the bigger ones. The next day I went back, more to talk to Stu than to work. I finally got the nerve to ask the first of my big questions and asked how gay guys find others to meet. As soon as I asked, my body broke out in cold sweat. I had just told him I was a virgin with men, so that’s about as big as it gets. He was really cool, though. He told me places to go and a few online ideas too. We were sitting on his couch, talking and we were really close. He put his hand on my leg and I felt my body get goosebumps all over it. I turned my head and looked him in the eye. We stared at each other for a good 30 seconds as I tried to get up the nerve for my next big question. I tried to ask it, but all that came out was “I… Uh… Uhh….” so I decided to do it without words. I leaned in and kissed him. Once I started, I couldn’t stop. I had this sexy man next to me and he was kissing me back. It wasn’t just a quick, friendly kiss, either. I felt his tongue press on my lips and I opened them. This was just like I had done with the girls I had dated and fucked, but this time I was really excited. I wasn’t just going through the motions like I did with the girls. Our tongues started dancing in my mouth and then in his. Stu moved closer and pushed me down on to the couch. He was on top of me and it felt so good with our sweaty bodies grinding into each other as we kissed. My dick was so hard inside my jockstrap and I knew it was going to burst free any moment. We had been kissing for a few minutes and Stu stopped. He looked back at me with a big smile and then started kissing down my body. He sucked and bit on my nipples and I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I moaned out and I hoped that no one heard me. I felt his hands grab on to my shorts and he pulled both my shorts and jockstrap down. My cock slapped against his chest as it broke free from the clothes. A second later, he was putting his lips around my dick and sucking on it. It felt amazing. It was so much better than the two girls that had sucked me before. They both lasted less than a minute before they stopped. Not Stu. It was almost like he was making love to my dick. He took it all the way down and flexed his throat around it which almost made me shoot. Stu spent almost twenty minutes on it before he stopped and then moved back up my body and kissed me again. “We probably should go somewhere more private” he said. — Stu: I could tell he wanted to ask more questions, but I figured he was too embarrassed to ask. We looked at each other for maybe 15 seconds and then he started to say something but then just leaned in and kissed me. Oh my fucking god. Those lips were so soft and I wasn’t going to stop him. After a few minutes I slipped my tongue to his lips and they just parted. We went back and forth exploring each others mouths as I laid him down on the sofa. My hands roamed over his body as I laid on top of him. I knew we only had a couple weeks of possible play time and I said “to hell with going slow” to myself. Eventually I started kissing and licking down his body. I started sucking on his left nipple and felt his body spasm a bit and I knew he was one of those guys that love to have their nips played with. I felt I had the chance so I pulled his shorts down and they revealed a very stiff seven inches of veiny shaft. It was almost perfect and I needed to feel it and taste it in my mouth. I started to suck on it and judging by the moans I heard, Danny was enjoying it as much as I was. I deep throated it a few times and the last time I squeezed it with my throat. I could tell that last move almost got him to cum so I slowed down and pulled off. Now was my time to get him into my playroom. He pushed his shorts the rest of the way off and followed me downstairs. My mind was racing, trying to figure out what to do that wouldn’t freak out this near virgin boy. I knew that I couldn’t use any of my sex furniture - sling, fuck bench, cross, or spreader bars so that left the bed. I heard him gasp as he saw some of the toys in the room so I said “Never mind that stuff” as I led him to the bed. The restraints hung off the corners of the bed and I had no intent on using them this time. I took my shorts and shoes off and both of us were naked. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in close, kissing his soft lips again. Our cocks were both getting harder and pressing against each other. We kissed for a few minutes until I guided him to the edge of the bed and we fell on to it together. My kisses got more aggressive and Danny responded. My hands were roaming all over his body and his were too. He seemed to be avoiding the two places I really wanted his hands, though. As close as he got, he never touched my cock or ass. At first I thought I’d get us into a sixty-nine and suck each other but I really wanted to watch Danny suck his first cock. I rolled us over so I was on my back and kept kissing him a little longer. I put some pressure on his shoulders and he started kissing down my chest. I gave his head a little pressure to the side and his tongue found my nipple. It flicked over it a half dozen times which made my cock hard and throbbing. He tried to bite it, but his teeth tugged on the piercing and I screamed out in pain. He stopped immediately and looked up at me saying “Sorry.” I smiled back at him and replied “If you want to tug on a piercing with your teeth, go lower” Danny took my stiff cock in his hand and looked over it closely. He stuck his tongue out and licked tentatively on the steel ring which was coated in precum. “Go ahead, take it in your mouth. Lick it, suck it, enjoy it. Just watch your teeth” I said. — Danny: Stu led me down to his basement. I had been down here once before about five or six years ago to help Stu’s grandmother move some furniture down here. It didn’t look anything like that now. The dirty concrete floor was now tiled and there were some walls up defining a storage area from another room. We went into the other room and there were all sorts of weird things around - a thing that looked like a tiered gymnast horse, a chair hanging from the ceiling by chains, a big X made of wood against the wall, some shelves with boxes and all sorts of leather straps hanging from hooks on the wall. The room wasn't brightly lit, but there was enough light over each piece of “furniture.” One of the new walls had a drawing of a scorpion on it that was at least three feet wide. We went over to the bed and Stu took his shorts off. He looked the same as the day we were in the hot tub, but now he seemed to look even hotter. He embraced me and we kissed again. His kisses were more intense than any that I had ever had. If I had kissed the girls I dated like this, the date would have been over in five seconds. It was more animalistic, lustful even, but it turned me on. We ended up falling on to the bed and Stu’s hands were feeling my body all over. I did the same and was amazed at how good it felt to have a man in my arms. If I had any doubts before, it was at this moment I realized I was really gay, not bisexual. We rolled over and suddenly I was on top of Stu. I wasn’t sure what to do next and was figuring it out when Stu started pushing me down his body. His chest hair rippled over my face as I kissed and licked lower. The sweat on his body tasted great and I thought about licking him all over - chest, legs, toes, cock, ass, back and then back to his lips. Stu pushed my face over to his left nipple and I played with the nipple and piercing with my tongue. I tried to bite it like he had done to mine but Stu yelled out in pain. I figured that was as far as we’d go that day but then Stu told me I should go lower. I was only a few inches away from another guy’s cock for the first time in my life. I held the hard shaft in my hand, marveling at it and noticed how different it was from my own. The piercing was just one big difference. I saw precum dripping from the end of his cock and it had coated the ring. I stuck out my tongue to try and lick it and got my first taste of Stu’s precum. It tasted different than mine but I liked it. Stu gave me encouragement and I began to start sucking my first cock. When I had sex with girls, the only feedback I got were moans or “Ow!” or “Stop” or “I don’t like that.” Stu was completely different. He coached me on what to do, what felt better for him and what to try next to see if I liked it. I loved the feeling of his cock in my mouth. I tried to get all of it in, but I kept gagging on the ring. Stu didn’t seem upset and told me I would be able to do it with more practice. I laughed to myself and thought that it was one exercise that I wouldn’t mind practicing several times a day!

My twinkie friend and I were out drinking one night when he said “you go to that sauna round the corner – is it not dirty? Do you not care what people think?”. I replied “yeh, too right its dirty, there are all sorts of guys in there, poz, old, fit, neg, hunks, twinks, barebackers, safe bros”. He giggled and asked which I was. “You know I’m the bare bear spreading my poz seed”. I said “you always seem the sort to play safe and go with the jocks. He laughed and said “jocks yeh, want a good looking lad on my arm but I always seem to have run out of condoms. The jocks don’t mind they love bareback and they think I’m innocent and twinky”. I laughed and told him how dirty he was and he winked. Then I asked why do you always need to pretend to be innocent – do you not just wanna let your inner slut out? He replied “so much – makes me wanna go to that sauna and just let go”. He leaned closer, put a hand on my thigh, giggled and said “do they have a sling in there?”. I laughed and said “sure they do, careful though that hand could make the snake grow”. Just then he kissed me and said, “why don’t we go over – you can show me the ropes, or the chains lol”. I grabbed his hand and said, come on then pup, let’s go. The guy on the desk gave me a wink as I paid for both our tickets plus a bottle of poppers. We got changed and I showed my friend to the showers. We rubbed each other down and got semis in the process. I started a tour of the sauna, showing him the steam room, the spa pool then we got to the cabins and passed one with a bear with his ass up and his face down. My friend whispered “wow isn’t that dangerous – how do you know the guys will be hot or wrap up?”. I laughed and said “you don’t – that’s the fun of it and I bet he won’t be complaining if a guy dives in raw – most guys here do it bareback”. He replied “wow that’s so hot, makes me wanna sniff those poppers and get my peach out, can I have a sniff”. I was all to happy to help. He took a short sniff so I said “come on, have a good deep huff”. My twinky friend did. Suddenly, he dropped his towel and walked into a free room, kneeling down ass up. He said “so if show my ass like this, I might get a bare load from a bear I’ve longed for”. I said “you could, but it’s poz so it’s a big risk”. He groaned “make me yours – let everyone watch you breed me”. I walked in, leaving the cabin door open and dropped my towel. I knelt to lick the twinks smooth peach – burying my tongue deep in his cute hole. He moaned and took more sniffs of the poppers. Eventually he started to beg for my thick cock inside him. I lubed his hole and slid my cock firmly inside him. He groaned yes sir, give me your cock. I ploughed him doggy style for a bit, getting harder and faster as we went. Then I flipped him round onto his back and buried my raw cock inside him again. I leant in and kissed him. He said “please, I’ve needed you to breed me for so long, give me that potent seed, make me yours”. This pushed me over the edge and me cock thickened and I pumped a massive five day load into his twinky hole. We made out. Kissing long and hard. Eventually he said “thank u for giving me your masculine seed”. I replied “I’ll always be a part of you now”. Just then an old guy said “well done lad, making such a cute twink yours”. I looked round and said to my twink “look at the crowd – they loved my hairy body pounding your smooth one”. I kissed me again and said “a man and his lad – the way it should be”.

I just got home after spending several days in Key West staying at the Island House. I got fucked and bred by many men while there. Some were short and quick fucks, others were long and erotic. Not all ended up with a creamy reward being deposited into my hole. Of course some were hotter than others, but they were all hot in their own way. This is the recounting of one of the hotter fucks of my weekend…. I’m 95% bottom and really had no interest in topping over my birthday weekend in KW. Dispute turning 40 I can pass for 30, and was hoping I the tops would appreciate my slim trim build, and my tight and welcoming hole. I have close buzzed dark hair, and hazel eyes. The top in question was a taller finger muscle stud. He is the type of guy that I always want to slut out for, but I never expect to want me. This is was after happy hour on Sunday, so there was already an extra layer on the sexual charged energy that the IG is known for. With the sexual energy pumping thru my veins and some cum leaking from my hole I decided to leave my boyfriend on the sun deck as I took a lap around the property on the hunt for more loads. i make a full lap thru the pool; slowly strutting by with just my sunglasses on which I dropped off in my room. Towel in hand I really up the stairs and around the balcony looking down on the outdoor hot-tub. That’s when I saw him. In the hot tub with a group of other muscle men. I slow my strut as I walk past and his eyes lock on mine and it was obvious that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Our eyes are locked on each other as I walk into the dark playroom I can see him standing up to get out of the hot tub. I know my next load is secured. I walk into the dark room and hear the sounds of sex and hit my poppers. I move around the room checking out the action while my eyes slowly adjust, and I can make out the figures in the room assess what’s going on and where there is room to find a seat or claim the fuck bench. I made my way to the back of the room when he walks in and we make eye contact. He takes his seat to the left of the fuck bench and I kneel in front of him. I look up into his piercing blue eyes and I run my hands up and down his legs, up his abs and chest, teasing his nipples and back down to his legs. While we make intense eye contact. I hit the poppers again, he asks to use them too. I happily oblige. I love a top that’s into poppers. i take another hit from the brown bottle and begin my oral assault on is cock. i want this fuck to last and not be quick so I take my time and start slow. Working the tip of his uncut cock with my tongue. Slowly bobbing up and down, working more and more of his generous endowment into my mouth and throat with each bob of my head. Switching back to sucking to licking, to playing with his balls, hitting the poppers, playing with his muscles, back to sucking, back to the balls. I know he is in that room to fuck me and am not worried about him finding a better offer and giving his load to a different bottom. So I take my time and enjoy sucking his dick. I can tell he’s enjoying it too. We are passing the poppers back and forth and loose track of time. Not sure how long I’m on my knees or who’s watching or even who is in the room. I’m in my element. But he is ready for my hole. He whispers “do you want my dick inside you?” This is all the encouragement I need I bob up and down a few more times, remove his masterpiece of a cock from my that and stand up. I asses the room to see where our options for fucking are. Thankfully the fuck bench is free. I claim it is my own, jump on top and start wiggling my ass so he knew I’m just as ready to get fucked as he is to fuck. we both popper up and he places the tip of his cock on my hole. His cock is still covered in my spit, and I have plenty of cum in my hole, lube is not needed. He stats to push into my ass, I sigh and press my hole back into his cock. We both sigh as he bottoms out inside me. He lets me adjust to his cock while it is deep i so me me. Now his assault on my ass begins. He is a good top and he works my hole good. I can tell he wants to be dominate and be in control of the fuck. I put my head down and relax into the fuck. I resist my urges to push my ass back in to his cock and control the fuck. I let him pump his dick into me, condoling the speed and the tempo. A crowd forms to watch us live out out uninhibited carnal desires. I get off on the men watching me get used, enjoying myself getting unplaced on a cock. And older top takes his place at thr end of the fuck bench and won’t stop smacking my face with his cock. I try to ignore him and push him away but he continues to get my oral stills that he saw on full display earlier. I keep my head down abs keep hitting the poppers. I look up as my boyfriend walks in and we make eye contact. My man has a thing for twink bottoms, but a muscular ginger is one of his favorites. I see his cock stiffen as he assessed the scene. He walks around to my right side and I grab his hard cock while my ass continues to get fucked. I start to give my boyfriends thick cock the attention old man wants from me. He gets the point that he is not wanted at the front of the fuckbench, and I am able to push him away. My man takes his place and I take a deep bit of poppers push my ass back on to ginger boy and start to give my man the same 5 star blow job that the ginger got. i once again get lost in the fuck. Between the ample cocktails during happy hour and the poppers they I continue to hit I loose track of time again. This could have lasted 5 minutes or an hour. I’m bobbing on a cock that I have known for almost a decade, while a new cock continues to pound my hoIe. I’m giving my best efforts to both the blowjob, and working the muscles in my ass to give ginger the best fuck possible. I think they are making g out while they use my body for their pleasure. The speed picks up behind me, his breathing shallows, his body tensed, and I hear “are you ready for it?” I respond with. Muffled “fuck yes!” Who know if it was even recons I le as I was in a haze of ecstasy, not to mention there was a cock down my throat. I hear him start to loan while his body tenses and my hole is rewarded with his load. I release the cock from my mouth as well and I reach back and grab his ass for hung his cock deeper into me. As I grind my ass on to his cock begging him to fuck his load deeper and deeper into my hole, as I massage his dick my my well trained ass muscles. His cock is slowly getting soft as it slides out of my sloppy hole. He leaves the room, and my boyfriends also makes his exit. I relaxed onto the fuckbench feeling used and loving every moment. I collect my thoughts and I slowly come down from my poppers high. I stand up, grab my towel and start searching for my next load.

This morning I was about 50 miles from home in a town called Deltaville to install come recessed lighting for my mom's bf's daughter. She has a kickass place on the Rhappahannock River with a gorgeous view. Since I was in the area, I hit up a guy I've hooked up with a few times to see if he had time to see me for a lay. He lives in a town not too far away called Saluda and works second shift. Since has to drive to Richmond for work, I knew we didn't have much time even if he could see me. But luckily he didn't have to go in until 4 today. I got to his place a little after 1 and he was in his detached garage. As soon as he let me in, he closed the garage door and kissed me. We both unbuttoned our pants and I went down on him to get his dick wet. I don't know what came over me but I felt this strong desire to eat his ass, so I got behind him and spread his ass cheeks open. His crack smelled like manly pheromones and sweat and it just made me even hungrier to give a rim job. I ate him out for about 5 minutes and sucked on his asshole so hard and for so long my tooth dug into the inside of my cheek. When I stopped, he turned around and jacked off in my face. I opened my mouth and he came inside for me, then he helped me up and kissed me. I pulled my pants up and left without getting fucked but I feel so grateful for the load I swallowed and the rimjob I got to give him that I don't mind at all.

What a fucking moron, the garbage he was hanging out with would be very happy to beat him to death for being a fag. Stupid fuck I hope he ends up living under a bridge after he gets out of prison in a decade or more.

Bookstore tonight. Wasn't much in the mood for chat or being choosey, and fortunately I found an eager bottom right away. Maybe a 30 something lean guy, short hair and small trimmed moustache. I showed him my cock and he moved to start sucking it right away. No one was in the back where we were, so I pulled him off my cock and told him I wanted to check out his ass. He was hesitant so I said I wanted to just to rub my cock in his crack and jerk off a bit. He fell for it, and lowered his jeans, and I began sliding my cock around his hairy crack, dripping my poz precum heavily into that warm crevice. About about five minutes I was focusing my cock head on his puckered opening, getting it nice and juiced up. Slowing pushing in and out a little at a time. The horny fucker just kept leaning over a little at a time, letting me know he was enjoying the ass massage my cock was giving him. Finally I just rested my cockhead firmly at the entrance, placed my hands on his hips, and slid inside gently but fully in one move. He moaned a little, but bent over more and didn't try to pull off. I began fucking him slowly and my cock was ready to nut before 5 minutes had passed. I picked up my pace and shot my aids babies as deep into his ass as possible. I kept some gentle fucking going on for another minute or so, then slid my cock out and stood him upright. I wrapped my arms around him from behind, and began jerking him off until he spurted. He quickly left once his pants were up, but I hung around and later sucked off a big ole Bubba with a fat 5" cock, and then I took a load in the ass from a boring looking business type of guy who just happened to have a beautiful 8" firm cock. Once he nutted in me, I figured I could finally leave and get some dinner.

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. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. This one has been sitting around for a few years. I finished it up after figuring out how to get out of the hole I wrote myself into. It's a little different since it gives the perspectives from the two main characters - Danny and Stu. As usual for my stories, the first part is setup with no sex. ------ Part 1 Danny: Summer had arrived I was stoked to have two months more to relax before I headed off to the state university to finish my degree. I had graduated from the local junior college and was looking forward to finally moving away from my parents and starting a life on my own. One day I was heading out for my daily run when I spotted our new neighbor outside. Well, he was a few doors down, not next door, but still a neighbor. Mrs. Graydon had passed away last winter and her grandson had inherited the house and was cleaning things out and updating it. He seemed to be a cool guy in his early 30’s. He was single but seemed to have a lot of friends that would stop by and visit. I suppose he missed living in the city and our little suburb was quite a change, but it was a free house. I went out on my afternoon run and he was piling some stuff at the curb for the garbage man. He just had some shorts and tennis shoes on and was sweating like he had just run a marathon. I had only made it 3 houses down from my parent’s house when I stopped to let him walk by. It didn't look like he was paying attention to anything around him. He definitely looked different than most of our neighbors. He was about my height (5ft 10) but had a bigger frame. He had light brown hair and gray eyes. He had some muscle but there wasn’t a six-pack under his hairy somewhat flat stomach and chest. The thing that really stood out was that he had a lot of ink. Tattoos. His left arm was covered as was half of his right. There was a large one on his back and another big one on his left leg that looked like a serpent. His smile, though, cut right through the tough guy image of the tattoos. “Hi! I’m Stu. I just moved into my grandmother’s old house” he said. I was speechless at first since I was getting into my “running zone” and wasn’t ready for a conversation with a stranger. After a few seconds, I replied “Hi, I’m Danny. I live three houses down… until I head down to State for fall semester.” “Cool. That’s where I went. I’m sure you’ll have fun down there. It’s a great campus. You taking the summer off then?” Stu asked. He seemed really friendly and nothing like the comments I had heard from some of the neighbors that found him not clean-cut enough for the neighborhood. I replied “Kinda. No summer classes but I have a part time job.” Stu had set the boxes down and was looking back at me. His eyes seemed to wander all over my body. I had my usual running outfit on of a tank top, shorts and running shoes, all freshly washed by my mom. “Yeah, you’ll want to build up your piggy bank for next year. You’d be surprised how expensive some of the shit can be” Stu said. I could see he seemed to be thinking about something and was on the edge of saying something else but he shook his head and said “I gotta get some more of this crap sorted. There’s over 50 years of stuff she collected in there. See you around.” I took off on my run and I kept coming back to thinking about Stu. When I run I try and clear my head - it’s my relaxation time. There was just something about him that intrigued me. He was kind of sexy wearing just shorts and being all sweaty. Confident, too. Maybe that was the problem - I had never really figured out my own sexuality. I had come to the decision that I was bisexual a few years ago. I had dated girls and had sex with several of them, but I still liked checking guys out too. I was too nervous to actually do anything with a guy, especially around my home town since everyone gossips. It was one of the reasons I was looking forward to being a few hours away at the big state university so I could experiment a little. — Stu: The year started off strangely. My mom’s mother and I had always been close but she suddenly died on the coldest day of the year. When she hadn’t answered the phone two days in a row, I went over to check on her. I found her laying in bed sleeping but this was an eternal sleep that she would never awaken from. My mom had died almost ten years earlier from cancer and my dad disappeared with his new wife a year after that. He didn’t want anything to do with me, his gay son. He barely talked to my sister, either. My grandmother left everything to me which caused a rift between me and my sister. After dealing with probate, I sold my condo in the city and moved out to her house in the burbs. I had a lot of ideas of what I could do with the place and knew the huge basement would make a great playroom. I had been there about a month and was starting to feel pretty isolated. I would pull up the apps and it looked like I was in a desert. Many times the nearest guy was miles away. My friends didn’t really want to come visit but they did as long as I came into the city sometimes too, so we started to alternate weekends. When I went into the city it almost always meant going to the bath house. The baths had been a staple for me since I moved to the city after I graduated. It was a place where I could satisfy all my sexual needs without having to deal with a full time partner. I like the variety of fucking or getting fucked by different guys every time and there isn’t the bullshit that you have on dates or hookups. You might get the occasional guy who asks for a condom but that’s it. No questions about status or when did you last get tested. None of the questions about hobbies or previous relationships either. You meet, you fuck, you leave. I did get a few hits on the apps now and then. Mostly it was married guys looking to get fucked or wanted a decent blowjob and a couple that wanted to fuck. It was funny, almost all of them listed “safe only” in their profiles but when they would show up nothing was said. Many of them ended up going home to their wives with a big load of my cum inside them. I never heard from most of them after the first fuck. They usually were so embarrassed when they came down from the post-fuck high that they couldn’t get their clothes on fast enough and get out the door. I did meet a few that became fuck buddies so between them and the trips to the baths my balls always had a fresh load of sperm. One day I was taking a load of stuff from my grandmother’s house out for the garbage pickup and this young guy came jogging down the sidewalk. I almost ran into him since I really wasn’t paying attention. He was cute, on the thin side but was in nice shape. He was about my height with dark brown hair. He stopped and I introduced myself. Danny, his name was. He seemed friendly and had that twenty year old innocence about him. My gaydar was really pinging on him but he didn’t seem to be flirting back. I almost offered to hire him to help clean the junk out of the house right then and there. It would be a good way to see him closer and maybe get him down to the basement to try out some of the stuff I had put in down there. I decided to take it slow and not scare him off since he seemed to be the only person in the neighborhood who wasn’t intimidated by me. Most of the residents thought I was too young to own a house there and the fact that I had several tattoos and piercings put them off too. I heard several comments thinking I was a "hooligan" or "thug." — Danny: The next day I went for my run and looked over at Mrs. Graydon’s… er Stu’s house as I went by, hoping to see him outside. That's when I spotted the car and the "For Sale" sign in the windshield. He wasn’t around but as I came back from my run, he was out in the driveway meeting a guy. The guy was a little taller than Stu and looked a little like Mr. Johnson that owns the flower shop downtown. They were hugging each other but it was more of a bear hug than a bro-hug. Stu waved as he saw me and they went into his house and I headed off to ours to take a shower. My mind kept thinking of Stu as I showered and my dick started getting hard. I realized that I found him really sexy. He was older than me, but not as old as my dad. Probably experienced. Shit, I didn’t even know if he liked guys. The next day I asked about the car and he told me everything he knew about it. It had a pile of receipts detailing every visit it had to the dealer or Mr. Bryant's shop for maintenance. The car ran like new and he even let me test drive it. The car wasn’t much, but it was better than driving around in my mom’s minivan. It might have been 20 years old, but it only had 18,000 miles on it from going to the grocery store and church and it was a Toyota so it probably would last a while. I told my dad about it and the next day my dad was over striking a deal with Stu and the car was mine. For the next few days I would go out on my run and I would catch glimpses of him either out in the yard or going inside his house. Almost every time he just had some shorts and shoes on, but no shirt. On Friday I was coming back from my run. The day was really warm and I had my tank top in my hand as I came down the street. Stu was coming out of his house with a kitchen chair and was walking to the street. I stopped as I got to his house and said “Hi!” as he set the chair down. He said “Hi” back and then asked “Can I borrow you for a few minutes to help me take the rest of the chairs and table out here? I’m sure someone will be interested in a free kitchen table set.” “Sure!" I replied as I followed him back into his house. “Unless you need it for your place at school…” Stu said. “Nah, I’m going to be living in the dorms for the first year anyway” I replied. It took us a couple of trips to get the six chairs and the table out to the street. I was just about to head home when he asked “Do you want something to drink? It’s the least I can offer.” “Yeah, that would be good. I’m thirsty after my run” I said. He motioned for me to take a seat on one of the chairs out on the back deck. I noticed that there was a hot tub next to the deck and that the back yard was now fenced in with a tall eight foot fence. Stu came back with a few drinks in his hand. “I wasn’t sure what you wanted and I didn’t want to make another trip so I got a bottle of water, a gatorade and an iced tea. The beer’s for me” he said and chuckled. “Water’s good” I replied with a smile. “You’ve done some work back here. Last time I saw it there were weeds everywhere” I said to Stu. “Yeah, I hired some landscapers to clean everything out and put the fence up. I like it a little more private back here but Mr. Simpson said I ruined his view. It turned out even better than I hoped, though” Stu told me. “Nice hot tub. I bet that feels good after you’ve been working all day moving boxes and furniture” I said. I wasn’t sure why I said that, it was more to fill the silence. But I looked over at Stu when he didn’t reply right away and saw him staring at me. Finally he broke the stare and said “Yeah it does. Uh… you want to try it out?” I was surprised at his offer. I had only been in one a few times when my family had been on vacation at some hotel. I could tell I was blushing and I stammered out a reply “Uh… I’d like to but I don’t have a swimsuit. I could run home and get it if you’re serious.” A big smile came over his face and he replied “No need. It’s just the two of us and I prefer to be naked in there. As long as you’re ok with it…” Stu stood up and walked over to the steps and looked back at me. He walked over to the edge of the hot tub and pulled the cover back and then turned on the motor. I was kind of embarrassed and actually felt my cock twitch. I didn’t want to give him a bad impression so I took a gulp of water and headed over to the hot tub. — Stu: I watched each day go by and figured out Danny was a creature of habit. He would go jogging past my house at the start of his run and then come back about the same time every time. I laid out my plan to see if my gaydar was right about this guy. He was cute and innocent and I thought he might be a good time. I've always enjoyed getting my dick into a new ass. Finally on a Friday, I was looking out as he came back from his run and took one of my grandmother’s old kitchen chairs out to the street just as he was running by. I asked him for some help to get the rest of the chairs and the table out for the junk collectors. Just like I hoped, he agreed. Afterwards I offered him something to drink. Things moved faster than I expected when he commented about the hot tub. It was too easy. I suggested we jump in, but he wanted to get his swimsuit first. I told him I preferred to be naked in the hot tub. He didn’t put up a fight and the next thing I knew he was standing next to me by the hot tub. I dropped my shorts and kicked off my sneakers before I climbed the two steps and swung my legs over the edge into the warm water. I didn’t even really make a scene of it, but he seemed to be a little shocked at how nonchalant I was about hopping in naked in front of a stranger. Years of going to the baths does that to a guy. I’m much more comfortable naked than with clothes on. I slid down into the bubbling water and motioned for him to join me. From the angle I was at, I couldn’t see him drop his shorts, which was a shame. I did watch closely as he walked up the two stairs to get in. I looked carefully as he revealed his cock and ass and then knelt down and then got into the water. He had a nice treasure trail from his navel to his bush. It was a nice looking soft cock, about 5 inches long, a little thick and cut. It would be a nice mouthful, but I would probably have to wait for another day for that. “Slow” I kept reminding myself. We sat there in the warm water and chatted a bit. I would mix general stuff with questions about his social life, trying to find out if he was seeing someone and whether it was a guy or a girl. In the end, he wasn’t seeing anyone and since he was leaving for school soon. That made some sense, but didn't help me find out if he was gay. He had a bunch of friends and they would play video games or goof around. All pretty boring stuff. He did mention having a couple ex-girlfriends, but that didn’t mean much. Lots of gay guys do that before they come out. I did catch him looking me over and I gave him plenty of chances to see all of my body. When I got a little too hot, I would sit up on the edge of the tub, with just my lower legs and feet in the water. Danny seemed a little shy and stayed under water the whole time. — Danny: I was a little nervous about getting into the hot tub naked with another guy. I really didn’t know him that well, but I also wanted to show him I wasn’t scared to do it. I went down the stairs to get into the tub. There were some hooks on the fence next to the tub, so I could hang my shorts there and then it was a short distance to get into the tub. He was so at ease dropping his shorts and getting into the tub naked in front of me. My eyes were glued to his every move and I looked him over. The hair on his chest and stomach also covered his butt and legs. He wasn’t one of those hairy beasts you see sometimes, but he wasn’t smooth either. I just had a little patch of hair between my pecs and it just looked stupid as far as I was concerned, so I had shaved my chest since it first grew out. I left the trail between my belly button and my cock since I liked how that looked and kept my pubes trimmed so it didn’t look like a jungle down there. I climbed into the tub, trying to be careful not to slip and fall in. The next thing I knew I was sitting in the tub across from Stu. I could look at him and not be obvious. He really did look sexy. I had never known or seen anyone that had that much ink covering his body. I tried to make out all of the images that were there but still keep our conversation going. He was friendly and asked lots of stuff trying to get to know me. I realized that I hadn’t asked anything about him and then I saw the reflection. “Holy shit. You have your nipples pierced?” I blurted out. I hadn’t noticed the little bars in each nipple before. Suddenly, I was really embarrassed how I said that. Stu just laughed though and said “You just noticed? I think every time we have met my shirt has been off.” “Uh, I guess that tattoos distracted me” I replied. I immediately felt like an idiot for saying that too. Now it sounded like I was checking him out. Which I was, I just didn’t want to admit it. Stu had a big smile on his face. “Don’t worry about it. I realize that the ink and piercings aren’t a common sight around here. Look all you want. Ask questions if you want. If I didn’t expect some comments, I wouldn’t have gotten them” he said. He was sitting up on the edge of the tub and I looked over all of the tattoos and the rest of his body seeing if I had missed anything else. I was trying to avoid looking at his crotch, but another reflection drew me to his cock. It was hanging and soft but it was still bigger than mine. And there was a ring in the end of it. This time I fought back the urge to blurt out something just as stupid as I had before. After a few seconds I just said “Another piercing?” He nodded and then lifted up his cock so I could see it better. My eyes were glued on it and I just said “Fuck.” “Yep, that’s what it’s for. Feels really good when I fuck and I’m told it feels really good for them too” Stu said. He let go of his cock and slid back into the water. After a few minutes of silence I asked “Why?” “Well, some of the tattoos have meanings, others are just art. The piercings are mostly about pleasure. Except for the ears. Those I did when I was younger and are more for looks. Though when someone sucks on the bottom ear piercing it does feel good” he said and laughed again. He seemed so comfortable talking about this stuff and I was trying hard to keep my cock from being completely stiff and saying one word sentences. We talked a little more and I realized the sun was going down and I had to get home. “I need to get home before my parents worry. This was fun” I said. “My pleasure… Oh shit… I forgot… The towels are in the house. Grab your shoes and shorts and follow me in. We can dry off inside” Stu said. I tried willing my cock to go soft but it wasn’t really listening. I stood up and while my cock wasn’t as hard as it had been, it was definitely not soft. I blushed and hoped Stu wouldn’t notice as I turned and got out of the tub and went down the stairs, picking my shoes off the ground and grabbing my shorts from the hook. As much as I tried to hide it, Stu had noticed. “The hot bubbling water usually does that. Don’t worry” he said. I think he winked at me too, but I was too embarrassed to look at him. I followed him into the house and he reached into a cabinet and pulled out two towels, tossing one to me. I dried off making sure the towel covered my cock. Once dry, I pulled my jock and shorts on and then my tank top. “Thanks for the dip in the hot tub. It was fun” I said turning to the door. “No problem. Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for helping me move the stuff. I might want some more help another time. There’s a lot of stuff here and lots of my stuff is still sitting in the basement. See you later” Stu said. — Stu: Damn, Danny’s cute. It took everything I had not to slither over to the other side of the hot tub and ravage him. He definitely stayed coy about whether he was into guys, but I really think he is just waiting for the right opportunity. Hopefully I can give him that, and a lot more. When we got out of the hot tub, he bent over to get his shoes and I almost ran over and buried my face in his ass. His legs had a little hair on them and there was a little more between his ass cheeks, but that hole had my mouth watering. It looked so perfect and tight and I knew it would feel good with my tongue or cock deep inside it. I caught him the next day when he was coming back from his run and asked him if he was up for making a few bucks helping me clean out the rooms in the house. I told him it would be just a couple hours each day he wanted to work. Since I work at home, my schedule is usually flexible. I told him he could just stop by any time after 2PM on weekdays and he could work for a couple hours and then go for his run. He said it sounded good since he could set what days he would work. I just asked he give me an hour or more notice so I could adapt my work schedule. I didn’t mention that I also might have to get rid of a hookup, hehe. He started stopping over a few days later. He really did help out a lot. He was good at sorting junk from valuables and useless old mail from bills that might need attention. The first day he stumbled across my grandmother’s toy box with a vibrator and a couple dildos. He was so embarrassed. I already had my own collection downstairs so I just told him to “pitch them.” I think he might have taken one home with him or came back and got the whole box later. It was hard to tell with all the garbage cans we were filling.

Over the weekend i was at the mall and was lucky enough to have some fun. Cruising the urinals a guy caught my eye and had me follow him to a quiet corner in a department store. Once there he told me to get on my knees to which he grabbed my head and shoved it into his crotch while lowering the waistband of his joggers. After rubbing his cock on my face he asked me to follow him to his truck. Followed him over, hopped in the back seat and started sucking his cock. About half way through he said he had a friend that was around and looking as well and if he could text him. I said "mhm" through a mouthful of cock. After he finished he got out and his friend got in and i proceeded to suck his cock as well. After both were finished i was kicked out and left in the parking lot. I loved being used and abused like a little cocksleeve.

I'm so excited to tell someone that today I took four loads at my city's old bathhouse! I felt like such a slut talking all that raw cock inside me, so many older men turned my hole into a cunt, most of them doubled me in age. I lost count how many men I had sex with today, which Is a first for me! Honestly, by the end I was feeling so proud of myself for letting loose (both mentally and physicaly hehe). I'm not used to be bred so much in a day, but I fucking loved it. I had such amazing sex, I felt my hole begging to keep being barebacked, dicks went from ass to mouth and to ass again, and I was happy to serve the men at the bathhouse. I went home with a huge smile in my face and four loads in my ass! And even after a few hours, my hole was still dripping the cum of several strangers. I can't wait to go again!

Woke up for work yesterday tired as hell and really contemplated calling off but I was like nah let’s push through it it’s Wednesday only a few more days till the weekend. Got ready for work and left for the train station. I walked past a car where I caught a glimpse of the guys phone screen where he was looking at some dick and ass snapchats. I paused for a second by his car but kept walking. I got to the train station and sat down. A few min later the guy walked in and we immediately made eye contact. He walked over and sat next to me. He quietly asked me why I was creeping on him earlier? Til him I was just walking by and happened to see him scrolling through some dicks and holes. He asked if he liked anything I saw? Told him didn’t really take a good look but one of the dicks on there looked big and hot. He asked if if I wanted to see another big one. Told him I’m always down for that. So went into the bathrooms around the corner. We walked in he threw his bag on the ground took off his shirt undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants his semi hard dick flopped out it was a nice thick 7.5 dick with a slight left curve. I reached over and grabbed it and started to slowly jerk him . He pushed my shoulder down and I got on my knees and began to suck him. He put his hand in the back of my head and pushed me into his crotch. His dick began to get bigger and and push further into my throat. After a few thrusts his dick was rock solid and sliding in and out of my throat. He pushed me back on the ground and got between my legs. Spat on my hole and I’m his dick and grabbed my hips. He pushed hard against my hole until his dick piped inside me and he slid all the way up inside me. He started to fuck me full length strokes of that hot hard dick. We heard the train coming but he was balls deep in me. He began fucking me harder more power behind his thrusts. I moaned out and he grabbed me by the throat. Started really pounding my hole as we heard the train leaving. His raw dick sliding in and out of me deep and hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist and told him to breed me. He started ducking me faster his balls clapping on my cheeks. He thrusted all th way up inside of me and moaned out as he began to shoot his load in my guts flooding me. I jerked my dick as fast as I could and shot my load all over his slim abs and mine . He pulled out of me said see ya around slut and left. I was still on the floor nude and full of his cum I called my boss to tell him I won’t be coming in. Got my clothes back on and left with an ass full of strangers cum.

I hooked up with the POZ guy. He knew I was a bugchaser and I knew he was into converting me POZ. We did it. 4 yrs ago.

After a convo i've had earlier, I may be ready to take that leap. A guy ive been messaging for awhile now and wanting to hook up with; my fucked up work schedule has it's issues, we started talking more and I knew he was poz undect. and figured I wanted to hookup with an undect. guy so i can get over that hurdle. of taking poz cum. He asked me if ive ever taken a actual poz load and said not yet. He then asked if i was OK to get knocked up by taking a poz toxic load, he had a friend who is poz off meds and he would love for him to poz me and the more we talked, the more rock hard my cock got and told him that i would do it when the time was right and hopefully i could with my work schedule. He is going to talk to the other guy and see what can happen. he did say again that if he fucks me i would be pozzed. being on this site has opened my eyes to this and I know I want this if the chance happens.

Thanks! I am truly glad you like it! The story still continues and I will write more. There’s still a lot of life to go for the Bravos. There’s quite a bit I plan to write.

That - your first statement in this thread - should give you your answer. I agree with almost everything said by the other respondents, and am adding my 2 cents worth. By all means, discuss the upcoming plans with the long-term partner you love so much. Since you and he have had a (somewhat?) open relationship in the past, why not at least include him in the decision, rather than simply exclude him altogether? If you're afraid he might become hurt or angry, and you value your "very LTR" enough, you have your answer. Maybe be, however - even if he's no longer interested in the Lust-driven sexual behavior he once was - he would very much encourage you to go take those loads. We don't have enough information to opine on these fine points in your "very LTR", other than in generalities. You do. I would always vote for being honest first, and, depending on the reaction, make the decision you're wrestling with. In the end though, only you can determine which is the bigger betrayal.

I think you should weigh your sexual needs against the potential consequences for your partner, and for your relationship. First, it's OK to want sex with new people. It also sounds as if your partner is generally aware of, and not entirely closed to, your desire to get bred by other men, since you guys "used to play with others". Why not ask him, in this case? It's better if he's currently aware of the risks and is taking normal, sensible precautions for any sexually active gay man (regardless of any agreement to be monogamous): getting regular and frequent HIV and STI tests. His awareness may have declined in the two years since you guys last played with others. For yourself, in the long term: If you have difficulty getting PrEP, it's also likely that, in the small chance that you get HIV from a one-time encounter, you'd also get substandard HIV care: slower diagnosis and slower initiation of treatment. Find the best sexual health care for gay men in your country. Have a solid HIV and STI testing regimen in place. Find out what kind of HIV test is being used — a fourth-generation antibody+P24 antigen test that can detect a new HIV infection in few weeks, or a second-generation antibody test that tells your status as of a few months ago. Insist on getting the range of STI vaccines that are the standard of care in some parts of the world (vaccines against Hepatitis A, Hepatitis B, and HPV). Find out how quickly HIV treatment is initiated, for people in your country who are newly infected. I agree with parts of what @MuscledHorse and @cman54 have said. One way to put their ideas together would be to say that, if in the end you need to get fucked by other men to be satisfied sexually, you should do that, and you will, but your partner should be aware, and there's a chance that he will end the relationship. If it comes down to that, no matter how much you "love the guy", don't stay in a relationship that prevents you from having the sex you want.

Hello everyone! Thanks for checking out this next chapter — it has been a bit since I was able to last update this story. Due to lots of traveling, constant working and catching the flu I haven’t had as much time as I would like to work on this project, but I am excited to share this next installment with you. There are a few more chapters living in my head and I would love to hear what you would like to see these boys (and maybe a few others) experience. As a warning, this next chapter includes some kink play (fisting, body training/modification talk) that may not be liked by everyone. Enjoy and as always please feel free to drop me a message or leave a comment below! Thanks and happy reading! Chapter Four: A Surprise New Kink The holidays were fairly mundane at home. I played the organ for the local church’s Christmas Eve service and my family exchanged gifts. My mom was the only one who commented on the fact that I didn’t have my usual appetite and seemed a little bit paler than usual. I told her that she really shouldn’t worry, that I was just tired from all the festivities. In reality, I knew that my body was finally accepting its fate as being part-Blake forever, and I was kind of in love with that. When the dorms opened up January second, I had the car packed and ready to get back to school and back into Blake’s arms. We sent each other constant messages and exchanged a few nudes back and forth. Before him, I never would have ever thought a dick was photogenic. I was a bit concerned that I didn’t ever hear anything from Chris. After he left that night he hadn’t called or texted. Hopefully he wasn’t regretting what had happened or feeling too bad. Blake and I made plans for my first night back to get together and catch up after the holidays. After speeding back to campus and getting my dorm room ready, I sat and waited for Blake to arrive. When I got the text to meet him in front of the dorm, I swear I walked on air to get to him and sucked on his lips like they held the last drops of water in the universe. We didn’t say much as we hooked arms around each other and made our way to the elevator. Eventually we made it up to my dorm room with most of our clothing still on, and I pushed him into the sofa. He flung his bag across the room as I launched myself at him; I began tearing at the buttons on his shirt in a desperate effort to have his skin rubbing with mine. His lips curled into a mischievous grin as I found his fly was made up of buttons which were almost impossible to undo with his excited bulge keeping the fabric taut. “Fuck you!” I laughed into his mouth. Blake laughed, “I wanted to make you work for it a little bit, at least!” I tweaked his nipple and elicited a gasp from him. ‘Payback, bitch,’ I thought to myself. “You’re going to pay for that one.” Blake grabbed grabbed my head and roughly thrust it down to his still-covered crotch. I inhaled the scent wafting off his pants in warm waves and moaned. “That’s right Paul, let me natural hormones make you horny.” If I thought I was horny before this moment, I kicked into overdrive at this talk. I was struggling to get enough oxygen, but it didn’t even matter. His smell made me feel like I could live forever just inhaling his essence. Blake continued to grind my face into his crotch as he slipped his hand down my back and reached into my pants to begin massaging my hole. Moans were a constant in my life now, and Blake’s expert treatment of my hole was driving me completely wild. He really is an animal when he gets going. “Okay, get up and out of these pants.” Blake’s demands had me grinning from ear to ear. When did I become this submissive? I shucked my pants off and threw them behind us onto the floor. Blake prowled down and began nibbling at my taint as he allowed his dry fingers to continue to rub around my still-tight ring. By now I was shivering uncontrollably — where did Blake learn how to make boys putty in his hands? Just as I was thinking that I was getting close to cumming without having touched my cock at all, Blake stopped all motion and stood up. “Don’t move a muscle.” I lay perfectly still as I heard him rummaging around the bag he had unceremoniously dropped when he first came into the room. He came back a few minutes later and I felt some cool liquid sliding down my taint and over my hole. This was a new experience. I don’t remember us playing a lot with lube before. As if he was reading my mind Blake piped up, “you’re in for a new experience today. Do you trust me?” “Yes, I trust you,” I panted, “just keep making me feel good.” “I promise I will do just that.” Blake began using three fingers to rake the lube into my hole. The constant movement without friction on my sphincter was a new pleasurable sensation. Sex had always been about power and control before. Pain was a part of that process. Now, though, as Blake massaged the lube as deep as his knuckles would allow, I could feel something else taking over both of us. Some kind of sensual cohesion that we would probe the depths of what we both knew we could handle. That mutual connection was doing wonders to me. Blake kept diligently working more lube into my hole, eventually slipping four fingers into my hole and using them like a spade while he poured even more thick lube deep into my gut. With half of his hand inside me, he leaned down and kissed me passionately. As our tongues danced, I felt him adjust his hand position and pull it partially out. My brain went blank for a moment. I needed him inside me. I wanted him to destroy me to satisfy himself. Somehow that translated into a strange sensation that I could feel in my sphincter. I created an almost sucking motion and as he tucked his thumb around into a duck bill shape, I felt his entire hand slide straight into my hole. Immediately the sensation became more than I could take. My legs began shaking uncontrollably, my brain began to short circuit. It was as if my skin was on fire. My senses seemed hyper aware, I felt color, smelled sound — nowhere had I ever heard of such a transcendental experience. Blake kept his tongue working against mine as my brain melted into mush. What was left of my individuality disappeared and we merged into one. Eventually my body got used to the feeling of the massive stretch of Blake’s fine hands in my hole and I began to relax again. Blake began to gently move his fingers around and immediately found my prostate. I began leaking copious amounts of precum and he leaned down to lick it right from my cock. “Mmm. You’re so sweet and delicious all the time.” He smiled and brought his lips to mine so I could taste my essence. Feeling this I thought I could die a happy man. What else do you need? Being one with your partner, sharing everything between yourselves, it all seemed like perfection to me. Kissing me deeply, Blake used that distraction to firmly remove his hand when I took a breath. I could feel the cool air of the dorm room against my gaping hole. Blake went to take a look. “Holy fuck, Paul — you look gorgeous! Absolutely sick but gorgeous!” “Take a picture so I can see!” I demanded. Blake found his phone and quickly snapped a photo. When he handed me the phone I could barely believe what I saw. I was dripping with sweat, precum, and lube, my hair was matted, my eyes were dilated and sparkling. I looked like I was in heaven, legs spread wide exposing my hole. Except my hole was gone. In its place was an alien looking gash that sagged open. Surrounding the gash was my normally perky, tightly-closing sphincter which was slightly open as if begging for another hand. “How is this my fucking body, Blake!?!?” I couldn’t keep the slight edge of panic out of my voice. Horny panic, I suppose it was. “Will it go back to normal?” Blake could clearly hear my misgivings and came up next to me and snuggled close. “You’ve just taken your first fist, Paul. I’m sorry if I scared you, but I thought you would like that.” “Yeah, I’m not really that scared as much as surprised? How the hell did you get your hand inside?” “It only takes a lot of patience, trust, and lube. I knew we didn’t have anywhere to be and I wanted you to feel good. Did you like it?” I thought back to the moments we had just shared before I responded, “I loved it. I’ve never felt anything like it, but seeing that picture freaked me out! Did you permanently break my hole?” Blake chuckled and slid against me, still covered in the sticky mixture of drying lube, sweat, and precum. “You’re not going to be permanently broken, but if you want to experience that more we can train your hole together. Your sphincter is like any other muscle — the more you use it, the more control you have over it. I know some guys who can open their holes so big you could stick a dick inside and not even touch the walls, but they have perfectly normal and healthy lives.” Blake’s description sank in for a moment. Holes that big surely couldn’t be real. But what if they were? “That seems like a bit of a stretch,” (Blake snorted at the unintentional pun) “but people do this without harm?” “All the time,” Blake assured me. “And besides, if you ever want to do it again, you looked so hot writhing under me.” Blake casually snaked his hand down to my hole, still gaping slightly from the stretch it had been given before. Part of my brain seemed hell bent on stopping this from going any farther, but I still hadn’t cum yet and pleasing Blake felt like the most important thing I could do at the moment. I arched my back and gave him easy access to my hole. He dove straight back in with four fingers and my hole seemed to make room quite easily as he resumed his stretching efforts. Round two was even more intense than the first one. Once Blake got his whole fist inside me, he kept pressing deeper into my hole before slowly pulling his hand out past the heel of his palm and then pushing in again. We took things slowly, and the odd sensation of feeling him constantly stretching my hole to capacity began to feel familiar. As did the feeling of his fingers moving against my colon. I looked down at my belly half expecting to see his hand moving like an alien under my smooth skin, but I couldn’t see anything. I supposed he was pretty low in my body, but it still felt like he would come popping through my belly button at any minute. Eventually we worked into a comfortable rhythm where he was pushing against my prostate. My cock fully inflated and started to bounce around in rhythm to his hand motions for only about a minute before I cried out and fountains of cum began to spray us both from the head of my still-bouncing dick. I must have convulsed around his hand tightly when I came because I felt him freeze his hand inside after and let me come down from my ejaculation high. We kissed deeply and he rubbed my body in a massage to get me relaxed enough to pull his hand out of me as gently as he could. Both of us totally exhausted (and Blake still wearing most of his clothes) we fell asleep on my bed. When I woke up hours later, the bed, sheets, and our bodies were all stuck together in an acrid mix of cum, lube, and sweat. I know I should be disgusted, but all I could think was how this most amazing boy showed me a new world and I never wanted to give him up for anything. As I settled back against him and he pulled me close, I thought of all the new experiences I had had and dreamed of the crazy, kinky future we would have together. Little did I know just how much fun we would have.

The Sniffles app does what BBRT used to do and post group parties. I am going to one tomorrow.

The following from All Out, the World-Wide GLBT+ Agency specifically helping Ukrainian Gays get to safety: there is a video with several of the leadership describing exactly what they're doing and where, but I couldn't figure out how to get it on here. There is a way to see it though ... it was sent to everyone who coughed up a little dough. Just sayin ... Can you send them a few bucks? AllOut.org ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The All Out movement has brought me to tears. Thanks to your generosity, we've transferred over $100,000 in donations from All Out members directly to groups supporting LGBT+ Ukrainian refugees and activists. And there's $150,000 more (and counting) in donations to give out! I just returned from visiting one of those groups in Romania, while my colleagues were doing the same in Poland. Everywhere I looked, you could tell that war was near. But the spirit of your support was alive. I wanted to show you just what an incredible impact your donations are having. Check out this video report from our visit to shelters supporting Ukrainian refugees. Donations from members like you have had an incredible impact so far, helping to pay for shelter, transportation, legal counseling, translators, psychological support, and many other urgent needs for Ukrainian refugees. Thank you! But as you read this, thousands of LGBT+ people, rainbow families, and human rights activists are still in danger. Some are fleeing from Russian troops, others are arriving in foreign countries, without any resources. We have a historic responsibility to continue to come together. We’re working nonstop with partners on the ground to continue to get as much support as possible to them. Can you take the next step in supporting this work by becoming an Equality Champion with a monthly donation of $10 today? Your monthly gift will enable us to continue to jump into action to support our grassroots partners when LGBT+ lives are at stake. Stay tuned for more on how the All Out movement is continuing to provide urgent support and resources to Ukrainian refugees. Thanks for going All Out, Matt Executive Director (he/him)

YESSS! Fucking YES! Gawd I love this story! Pure cumdump sex addict lust! oink!

You're all too right that one needs to be alert and apprehensive in this situation. A guy acting as you describe is on day 4 of a chem-fueled bender and the shadow people are now talking to him. It's also possible that he's simply paranoid to start with, and the lack of sleep and too much tina has aggravated his paranoia. Over the years, I've learned that those guys should be shown the exit at the earliest possible moment (or that I should leave at the earliest possible moment).

Might I point out that getting your Hole fucked full is HIS job - not yours ...

I’m running out of superlatives to praise Iosolent’s powerful prose.

---- **Story Catch-up** At this point in our story… Loads in Nico: 7 Studs who've used Nico: Omar (boyfriend) x2, Omar's stepbrother Luciano ("Lucho"), and 4 anonymous rapists ---- CH6 - "Dad Fills Me with His Big Secret" Omar brought the car to a stop in front of Nico's dad's house and switched the engine off. Nico, who was naked, collared, and leashed in the passenger seat, felt cum leaking from his freshly raped pussy onto Omar's leather seat. Omar inhaled the strong odor of cum that had mixed so seductively with the new-car smell of his otherwise spotless interior. The thought that he was inhaling the scent of young boyfriends' rapists' semen sent a thrill through Omar's body. He leaned over and kissed Nico, trying to imagine what all the raw rapists' cocks had looked like as they sprayed their toxic loads into his boyfriend's tender insides. Nico savored Omar's lips as he gave himself fully to the kiss. Omar reached down and slid his whole hand between Nico's cum-sloppy ass cheeks and pressed firmly against Nico's wet opening as the two kissed more deeply. "How many loads in you?," Omar asked between kisses. "Seven," Nico replied. "Hot, babe. You took four loads from your rapists?" Omar sounded … not shocked, not disturbed, not even upset -- just mildly surprised. Nico offered no response, as he focused on the feeling in his hole of having been fucked out and stuffed full of so much cum. For the time being, Nico avoided the thought of having been pumped full of HIV by his toxic rapists. "Nico, I just want you to know that I think it's really hot what you let those men do to you tonight," Omar offered gently. "Letting a bunch of random men dump their gifts in your cunt is going to make Daddy Lucho very happy." Nico perked up at hearing mention of Omar's brother's name. "You think so?," he inquired. "Come on, you greedy little slut," Omar responded, sounding upbeat. "Your dad's been waiting." * * * As the front door opened, Nico's naked body came into his father's view. "Come on in, come on in you two lovebirds!," Nico's dad welcomed them as though nothing were out of sorts -- certainly not as though he were greeting his unclothed whore of a son who was wearing nothing but a leather collar and leash while standing outside where any of the neighbors could readily see. "So good to see you, Omar!" Nico's dad gave Omar a warm embrace. "I hope we didn't make you wait too long, Don," Omar offered. "You mean all these eighteen years?!?," Don blurted out with a laugh as he looked directly at Nico, scanning his son's naked body up and down with a hungry delight. "Speaking of which, how's my baby boy's hole feeling? I've been waiting to hear how your little event turned out. Why don't you both come in, and we can head upstairs, get comfortable, and you can catch me up on what a whore my son has been tonight." Nico relaxed a bit hearing how obviously proud his dad sounded calling his own son a "whore." Nico's gaze drifted down toward Don's crotch in search of signs of his father's engorged approval as Omar pulled on Nico's leash and led him upstairs to Don's bedroom. Once in the bedroom, Don began removing his clothes as Omar, apparently already knowing his cues, led Nico by the leash to the foot of the bed and indicated with a nod for Nico to climb up. Omar wrapped Nico's leash loosely around the bedpost and took a seat in one of the chairs along the wall. Don dropped his underwear to the floor and now fully naked, walked over to his son who was naked on the bed. Brushing Nico's hair back with his hand, Don watched Nico's eyes transfix on his engorged cock. "You like looking at the dick that created you, son?," Don asked. Nico finally looked up from his father's swollen cock, feeling a bit embarrassed -- and wondering if he was being too obvious about the lust building inside him for his dad's manhood. "I hope your pussy didn't get beat up too badly, Nicky," Don said as he ran his hand through his son's hair tenderly with one hand and slowly stroked his engorged member with the other. "They raped me, Dad." "I know, son." Don shushed Nico as he began stroking himself more vigorously. "It's what I raised you for." Nico's heart raced, and his cock stiffened. He noticed Omar stroking himself over in the corner. The ache in Nico's freshly used rectum reawakened as he reckoned with the inevitability of his father fucking him. Nico worried that the virus-saturated cum loads sloshing around inside his fuckchute could infect his father and ruin their relationship. His stress levels rose even as he yearned to take his father's raw dick. "Turn around, Nicky," Don said as he gripped his cock forcefully with one hand and spat on it. "It's Daddy's turn inside your hole." Nico turned over and got on all fours before lowering his muscular ass cheeks over the edge of the mattress. He couldn't believe that he was about to let his father slide his big raw cock into the cummy mess of diseased semen that Nico was holding inside his boy cunt. Don lined his impressive cock up to Nico's exposed hole, which was still bright pink from his gang rape. Don marveled at the strong odor of semen coming from his son's backside. "How many loads inside my cumslut of a son?" Don pressed his raw cock head against his son's loosened ass lips. "Seven, Dad," Nico replied nervously, thinking about the poz loads that he was about to recklessly expose his own father to. "That hardly sounds like enough cum for my hungry whore of a son." Nico smiled at hearing his father call him a whore again. Nico laid his head against the mattress and with his hands spread his ass cheeks to demonstrate his complete compliance. Don pushed his hips forward. His cock head easily parted Nico's cum-lubed fuckhole as he pressed fully into the warm chamber of viral semen inside his son. "Fuck, Nicky! Holy fuck, your pussy's completely flooded." The feeling of being so completely used and sore from multiple rapes combined with his father's raw dick now pressing into his rapists' collected ejaculate put Nico over the top. In that moment, he knew this was everything that he'd ever wanted: to be a cum receptacle for all men; to be a perverted little fuck toy for his own father; to be a hole for all cocks and all loads to use at will and on demand. Nico yearned to be the cumslut that his father had always wanted. "Please fuck me, Daddy," Nico implored like a faggot in heat. He reached underneath himself with one hand and placed his fingers against his father's raw cock shaft. Don started sliding his cock in and out of his son until a small puddle of cum began to form on his shaft. Nico's hole sounded wet and juicy as his father's cock continued forcing small globs of sperm out of Nico's insides and onto his long, hard dad cock. "Oh damn, we probably should have kept all this cum for the rape kit." Don snickered as he continued bareback fucking his son. "Oh well!" Omar chuckled in the corner as he continued watching his young boyfriend commit incest right in front of him. "You like using my rapists' cum as lube, Daddy?" "Fuck, son. When did you become such a perverted little slut?" Don began pounding his son's hole much harder, causing Nico to moan. "Bet you loved taking all those rapists' poz loads up your guts, didn't you, son?" Nico's heart skipped a beat. Dad knew. Don pounded his son's hole faster. "You're gonna be Daddy's little pussy boy from now on, son." "Yes, Daddy." "You ready for Daddy's strain, too?" Nico's stomach flipped as his father's cock pummeled his already tender, cum-filled insides. The thought of being loaded by his eighth load of the night and his third high viral load made Nico leak more precum. Don's balls contracted and his cock erupted inside his son as he unloaded heavily into his own child's rectum. "The same baby batter that made you is now infecting you with HIV," Don said as he smiled approvingly at his son's cumhole still wrapped around his long, raw cock. "Do you think Uncle Leo and Uncle Rocco would like my used pussy, too, Daddy?," Nico said, before his dad even had a chance to withdraw his cock from his son's insides. "That's an excellent question, Nicky. Let's ask Omar. As a matter of fact, he's already been texting them videos of you taking my raw cock tonight."

Chubby blonde kid who pulled up while I was sitting out smoking a joint on the trail. He motioned for me to come over to his car and asked if I had more. I said I didn't but we could share and got in his car. He had these pretty blue eyes and as we passed it back and forth and he was smiling at me and I asked him what was up. He asked if I did this often and I asked if he meant get in a car with a guy and he said yeah. I said I did and he put his hand on my thigh and started rubbing it getting slowly closer to my cock. I did the same to him and asked him if he did it often and he smiled and said nothing. As we finished the joint he undid my shorts, pulled off his t-shirt, and went down on my cock. I was enjoying it and told him I wanted to suck him too and he undid the front of his shorts and pulled them down and I went to town on his cock. He had a nice thick uncut one and I was enjoying how he tasted. I told him I knew a place we could go if he wanted to do more and he asked if I could host. I said I couldn't and he said he couldn't either. I said I was cool to do it in his car but we needed to park somewhere more private. He asked where I had in mind and I told him it was an empty house with a fenced in backyard, very private. He said he was cool for that and we pulled up our shorts and headed there. Once we were inside the backyard we stripped down and started smoking another joint and jerking each other. We started making out once we finished the joint and I told him I was down to fuck if he wanted too. He said he was and wanted me to do him first and reached into his shorts and pulled out a condom. I smiled as clearly the kid was prepared to fuck and looking for it. I said I was cool to start without and put one on as we got closer and told him I was fine with him fucking me without one. His face lit up at that and he said for me to fuck him first and get him good and horny. I spat on his and my cock and slowly worked my cock inside him as he smoked another joint, sometimes passing it back to me. He was moaning in delight and a couple times I came close to cumming but pulled back. I was jacking his cock as well and could feel the steady stream of precum pouring out of him and told him it was time for him to fuck me. I wiped his precum on my ass and got in position up against the house for him to enter me. I loved that he was down for barebacking me and hoped he'd change his mind when I was back in him again. His cock was straining my ass and I was telling him how good he felt and how bad I wanted him to cum inside me. He busted his load inside me with a satisfied groan, forcing me up against the house, giving me deep short thrusts and I could feel his seed flood my ass. He whispered in my ear that it was his turn now and I was determined to do him the same way. I reached down in my shorts to get him another joint and saw the condom package laying on the ground. There was no way I was going to pick it up and put one on now. He lit up the joint and I slid back in him and started fucking away. He didn't even ask about the condom and was just blissfully smoking away and I started fucking the shit out of his ass. I was just going to pretend I didn't see the condom, didn't remember it, and apologize for cumming in his ass. I let him cum in me no questions and it only seemed fair he take me the same way. He was moaning with delight anyhow, the little pig. He'd probably done this with other guys, maybe they wrapped for him, maybe not. He was no different than me and with that thought I blasted my load deep inside him. He let out a satisfied moan and I wasn't sure if it was because he knew I'd cum inside him or just enjoyed it. I slid out of him and he turned around to kiss me and felt my cock and realized I had no condom on. "Did you forget?" I admitted I had and that I was too turned on and forgot. He said it was OK and that he was pretty high too and left it at that as we made out some more. He wound up fucking me again pumping another load in me and let me fuck him again, this time knowingly taking my load.

11. The first part of work wasn’t so bad, the big loads inside my hole, plus the work out had actually cooled the fire inside me. It wasn’t until around three o’clock when the itch came back, creeping through my brain. I surreptitiously started swapping back and forth between sending emails and sending messages on Scruff. There were more people close by than normal it felt. My office wasn’t exactly in a highly residential part of town, so it could be a little bit of a desert occasionally. Today however it seemed to be hopping, and there were several guys pretty close by. I had changed my profile the day before to describe my new-found self more accurately. It now read proudly that I was a BB bottom, no condoms, looking for hung tops. There was a new profile just a few hundred feet away. There was no face, but the profile boasted of wanting to breed hungry holes, and the photos it did have were of a heavy torso, the kind that powerlifters get, big but also round. I messaged him, jumping straight to the point: horny? You have no idea: came his reply, almost immediately. He must have had the phone open in his hand. I unlocked my pics, which now featured a picture of my caged cock leaking a thing string of precum. He, unlocked his in return, still no face but more importantly a big fat mushroom headed cock, and a pair of low hanging full looking balls. My hole twitched. I’m at work, when are you free? I responded. Where do you work? I told him the building. Well that’s convenient, I work in the same building. Do you know the 19th floor? Yeah… Off the elevator, to the right, half down the hallway. The company there moved out last month and there’s a private bathroom there no one uses. Fuck yes! Meet there in 10? See you there. I made up a little sign to stick on my computer “stepped out, back in 20” and slipped out of the office. There is a gender neutral bathroom between the other two, go in, get naked, and leave the door unlocked: he messaged as I arrived on the 19th floor. I found the bathroom easily enough, in a small vacant multi office unit, and closed the door to the single occupant bathroom behind me. I pulled my shirt off, and put my pants over the lid of the trash can. I stood now, in just my shoes and a jock. Then the door was opening, as soon as I heard the latch click back I turned to see who was there. My stomach dropped. “I don’t normally do this sort of thing” my boss said in his deep gravely voice, “well, with employees that is.” “I am so sorry Sir, I shouldn’t have been.. I mean.. I can just... please don’t think that I…” I was stammering, but was also excited. “If you want to go, you absolutely can and I won’t say anything about this and it will never effect work.” “I, its just… you know…” “But, if you want to stay,” he grabbed his crotch and I saw now the thick outline of a hard cock in his pants. That stopped my stammering. “I’ve got a two day load I need to blow and I’ve wanted to breed your hole since the day you started.” The monster inside me was fully awake, everything else went out the window. I licked my lips, and then turned around bending forward onto the sink. “I was hoping that would be your answer.” I watched him undress in the mirror. Unbuttoning his shirt and laying it on top of my pants on the trash can. He was muscular enough that there was no overlooking it even in a button-down but seeing his big solid torso bare was spectacular. He was so much hairier than I had even thought from the picture on his profile. He was amazing. Then the pants were off, and he was standing there in a pair of straining white briefs that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. He came closer, and I bent more forward. He surprised me though by getting down on his knees and spitting right into my open hole. Then his stubble was on my cheeks and his tongue slid into my hole. I moaned my approval as he lapped at my well used ass. “Fuck. Is that cum I taste?” “Yeah, I took two loads at the gym this morning,” I said, now totally uninhibited. “I guess I should have been checking Scuff at work more often. If I had known you were the slut I wanted you to be I could have been using this cunt for ages.” “Well it’s your now,” I grinned. “Oh, I’m going to take advantage of that fact,” and he dove back into my hole. “Fuck, yes. Please.” I watched him in the mirror, his head wedged tight between by cheeks. I pushed my ass back onto him, winking my hole open allowing his tongue deeper in. “God, your hole is begging me to fuck it.” “Please.” “You want my raw cock.” He stood up, and finally pushed his briefs down. His cock was blocked from my view but I felt the head on my cheeks. It felt heavy, and already slick with precum. “I need it.” He lent forward. His chest pressed against my back, and his mouth inches from my ear. “I know you do. This cunt is hungry.” “Please. Use me. Breed my cunt.” “Any time,” One hand held my shoulder, the other lined his cock up with my hole, and then push. The warm bliss swept up my body from my hole as he slid inside me. The loads from the gym lubed his dry cock as it stretched me out once more. It was easy, it was pleasure, it was joyous. “Fuck,” he groaned, and bottomed out, “you took that like a fucking champ.” “I’ve had a lot of practice lately.” “Perfect.” He started to fuck me. Long deep strokes, medium pace. He didn’t seem to be in a hurry, but he also wasn’t going easy on me. He hammered my hole hard over and over. I was grunting and thrusting my ass back as hard as I could. He was growling, both of his hands on my shoulders now. My hole felt wet and sloppy as he used me. Looking at myself in the mirror I was shocked by the look in my eyes. I had seen that look in pornos that I’d watched before. It was the look of a bottom lost in being used. It was the look of someone who had found his place, was consumed with lust. Mike and I would jokingly call it cum-lust eventually. I was looking at the face of a cumdump. I was my bosses cumdump. “God your hole feels so fucking good. I wish I had more time right now to really use this cunt.” “You can have it any time you want, there will be lots of chances for you to use me.” “Fuck yes.” “Use me as your office slut.” “You read my mind. Fuck I’m going to breed you. Make you mine. Fill your fucking hole.” “Yes, please. Breed me! Flood my cunt!” “Take my fucking load boy!” “Please!” “Cumdump!” “Breed me!” “Fuck!” He switched to holding my hips and fucked me even harder. I had to brace whole body against the sink to keep from falling over. His face was contorting, his teeth bared with an animal lust, and his eyes narrowed. He roared and then bottomed out inside me completely. His balled pulled up tight to his body, and I was filled with another load. He shook a little and rested on my back as his breath returned to normal. “Good boy.” “Thank you! I needed that.” “Me too.” He straightened up, and slowly pulled his cock from my hole with a wet squelsh. I spun around and dropped to my knees. For the first time I saw his naked cock. His balls hung low under his cock, swinging lightly. The big mushroom head was slick with cum from my hole. A long thick vein ran vertically down from the head into the dense pubes surrounding the wide base. It was a beautiful cock. I swallowed it down, licking the cum and ass juice from it. He shuddered and groaned. His hands rested on the back of my head. For a moment his cock started to deflate in my mouth, I slowed down my sucking, but a moment later it was getting hard again. His hands held tight to the back of my head, and his hips started to move. Not two minutes after dumping a load in my hole, my boss was now face fucking me. I gagged a little, swallowing hard to allow his cock deeper into my mouth. I pulled air in through my nose, not wanting to let him down or force his cock from my mouth. His fingers were twisting into my hair as he became steadily rougher. Being face fucked had never been my schtick before, but here on the floor of a bathroom with my boss in my mouth, I loved it. Maybe it wasn’t just loads in my hole I needed but to be used by men. Being his hole was what was getting me off. His breath changed like before, and low growls came from his throat. I was about to swallow his load. He pulled his cock back till the head was resting right at the edge of my lips, his slit aimed perfectly into my mouth. There was a moment of nothing, and then cum slammed into my mouth. Pump after pump filled my mouth and throat. I swallowed, hungrily drawing his load deep inside me. “Fuck. Jesus that was amazing.” “Thank you, Sir.” “I need to get back down for a meeting. Wait a few minutes before following after me?” “Sure,” I said getting up grinning. “Hey,” he said, starting to get dressed, “Wanna meet me up here at 5? I can pump one more load in your hole before heading home?” “I’ll see you then.” “Perfect.” Then he left, and I stood there in my jock, two of my boss’s loads in my hole and the promise of another one.

First - the reason you haven't been tested is that there is no reliable test for HPV at this point. Speaking as someone with a close friend who contracted HPV and is now dealing with oropharyngeal cancer, you need to be upfront with anyone with whom you have sex. The idea that people can just hide a disease that is easily sexually transmissible and not have any compunctions about it frankly shocks the hell out of me. Yes, that likely will cut down on the number of people you have sex with, because some people won't want to take the risk. Those who were vaccinated as older children or young adults are least likely to have problems develop, but the reality is a majority of sexually active people have probably been exposed to HPV already, and most people remain asymptomatic. And yes, in one sense, it's preferential for people to manage their own risks (seeking the HPV vaccine before they've been exposed, just as people who engage in HIV-risky sex should get on PrEP). That doesn't mean people get off the hook for telling partners and explaining the risks. As someone who himself was exposed and who has developed at least one complication, I think you'd probably have wanted to know, from the guy who passed it on to you, right? Assuming he'd known. So, golden rule time: Do unto others as you'd want them to do unto you. Let them make an informed choice.

Part 4 Rick undid the straps, and guided me over to a soft-looking couch I had not previously noticed. He put down a dog training pad on the seat, and said, “Kneel on it.” I climbed on to the couch with a wobble, still not fully balancing after he inflicted such torture on my hole. Rick got the lube bottle from the sling, slicked himself up, but gave none to me. I looked at him quizzically. “No lube?” “Nope. Your blood will provide all the lube you need.” I dropped my head as I positioned my ass in the air. Whatever happened next, there was no going back. I wanted to tell him to stop, that I can’t continue because of the bleeding. Blood play isn’t my thing at all. As he climbed on the couch and positioned himself behind me, I let out a small whimper. “This is it,” I thought. “I brought this on myself. But it feels so right...!” This time, Rick’s cock caressed my hole. He let out a soft gasp as he entered me. The lube was nice and cool, but alternated between pain and pleasure. Rick took his time now, and fucked me in a way that suggested he wanted me to feel every second of this. But it didn’t last. The angle was no good, and he kept sliding back off the couch on his left foot. Rick pulled out and stood up to full height. “Flip over,” he ordered. I complied, happy to be back on my back and off my elbows. I raised my legs and pointed the toes at Jebus. Rick got on the couch again, and returned to fucking me. “This hole’s great,” he said. “Good hole… good hole… good hole… good POZ hole…” He was almost in a trance. The instinct to breed and destroy had fully taken over. I couldn’t see his eyes clearly, but I could certainly see his face. It was suddenly angelic - calm, peaceful, relaxed. “This is his natural environment,” thought I. “He’s doing it, and it feels amazing.” I was suddenly in heaven, and forgot to worry about my bleeding rectum. His cock was stopping the bloodflow, maybe? I like to imagine that it was. Rick continued to plow, and then his body felt really hot against mine. I saw his otherwise shapeless physique go tense, and he dropped a bead of sweat on me. His features finally came into full view as he suddenly pitched the head downwards to look me square in the face. “This is it,” he groaned. “Breathe your last as a neg man, Steve. You ready for it?” I gave a dramatic pause. “Yes. Do it,” I fearlessly answered. Rick’s motions increased, his physical power overwhelming me, his rhythms gaining speed. He was drilling me HARD, and pain was becoming the dominant feature of our fucking. His cock rammed in and out of my hole in a blink. He would fully withdraw, then slam back in. Withdrew again, and re-enter with force. My balls began to ache from all the tension and physical assault. And within a few seconds, his torso lurched up toward the ceiling head first as he let out a primal scream of uncharacteristic fury. The deed was done, and his potentially charged swimmers were moving to a new location in my red district. I suddenly envisioned a cartoony image of toxic sperm shooting down a bright red shaft and making a right turn at the gash created by the metallic condom, and it made me chuckle. As Rick’s thrusts slowed to stillness, he asked, “What’s so funny? Hardly a time to be laughing.” I inhaled deeply, and let out a loud sigh of relief. “It was nothing,” I lied. “I just… can’t believe I did that.” He tried to stand up, and nearly fell. “What do you mean ‘what YOU just did’? I think I deserve an honourable mention,” he said jokingly. “Right, sorry,” I quickly answered. “What WE just did. That was incredible.” I decided that the cruel condom didn’t matter, and didn’t even acknowledge it. I wanted to bask in the moment, and consider this crossed off my Fuckit List. So I put my legs down to rest, and just lay there in all our natural juices. Rick let me remain, and went back to the ashtray. He found our cigars had put themselves out, but were not fully smoked, so he relit them. Brought mine back to me for a post-coital smoke. He motioned for me to sit up so he could join me on the couch. I did so. Neither of us spoke, and he just held me in his arms. The post-pozzing bliss was welcoming, and I noticed for the first time how silent the room was. All I could really hear was his breathing, mine, and the occasional sizzle of burning tobacco. As I came down from the high, Rick finally broke the silence. “Steve.” I turned my head toward him as much as my neck would allow. “Yeah?” He hesitated before continuing. “Welcome to the club.” I fully turned myself on the couch to look fully at him. “Club?” I enquired. “Yep,” he said, voice as colourless as glass. “This is what you wanted. And now you’re going to be poz. For real.” I wanted to be horrified, angry, frightened. He deviated from the script completely, and the thought crossed my mind to stick my lighted cigar right in his eye socket. But I felt that wouldn’t do justice to what I was feeling. But exactly WHAT was I feeling? Pride? Horny? Accomplished? Violated? Yes, all four. But three of the four were positive feelings, so I did not respond in hostility. I went for a neutral reaction. “That wasn’t what I asked you to do,” I said in an even tone. “Sure, the sex was great, though the condom surprised me, but this was supposed to be a fake conversion. To see if I could go through with the real thing.” Rick’s facial expression didn’t change. He looked at me stoically and said, “You just did. And how did that make you feel?” I considered it. “Empowered. Bold. Turned on as hell!” He sucked hard on his stogie, and inhaled deeply, saying nothing. Instead of exhaling the smoke, he grabbed my face and shotgunned it into me with a kiss. “Then you were ready.” His breath was hot and dry, and my own cock reawakened at this. I realized I hadn't got off myself, no last neg load, but... maybe I didn't need it? His tone went lower, and he continued, “But if you decide that you’re NOT, you can go to the clinic in the next couple days, and reverse it.” He leaned back on the couch, and propped his left leg upon his right knee. “But I don’t think you will.” Another draw on the cigar. He was serious. He actually came off his meds to poz me. In total conflict with his message for his leather title, he went against his public standards and spread the bug just because his friend asked him to. So I brought it up. “What about your platform? That speech you recited at Mr World Leather about protecting others from the bug?” He practically dismissed the question, saying, “Well, nobody’s perfect.” His hypocrisy actually didn’t bother me. I had what I wanted, and he obliged. He committed fully to the part, and while it wasn’t precisely what I envisioned, the overall result was better and more fun. Better him than some random bathhouse fuck, and that massive dick made it worth it. Another guy might not have been so kind to me, or put in as much variety. And now I knew I could handle it. “You did really well. And I’ll be here if you need help through the conversion,” he said. “But for now, let’s get you cleaned up.” He stubbed out the cigar; I did likewise. We rose from the couch, and he guided me upstairs carefully, completely forgetting our clothes. Rick and I climbed the stairs and went into his bathroom. The place was spotlessly white. I wish I could say the same for my ruined butthole. “Stand in the tub and face the back wall,” he said kindly. I did as requested, and placed my hands on the wall for support. “You’re not going to start rimming me, are you?” Didn’t want this dude felching out the load or drinking my blood. That would be too much. “Naw, we’re just gonna have a look at your gape,” he said, getting down to his knees to see. He probed gently with a finger, and silently inspected. “Yep, it’s in there, all right,” he finally announced. “And it looks like the bleeding stopped.” I turned round to face him. “The tear is actually very small.” He put both his hands on my shoulders, and faced me head on. I dropped my head and gaze in submission. “Look at me, Steve.” I raised my head and suddenly felt shame. “Are you okay?” I blinked once, maybe twice. “Yeah, I will be.” He looked satisfied. “Okay. But remember -- you asked for it!!”

As soon as I finish this side story, I'll be going back to the other story. Glad everyone is enjoying the story so far. --- Part 3- Without realizing it, I held my breath, waiting for Garrett’s massive cock to enter my hole. “Damn boy, even with stretching this tight boy pussy, it doesn’t want to give,” he said, pulling out the brown bottle from before from piled up towel. Opening it, he took a couple deep sniffs before handing it to me. “Here, sniff these.” Instantly, I knew them to be poppers. Countless porn videos and online stores had taught me about them. I took several deep hits. Moments later, I felt a warmth spread throughout my body. I let out a deep sigh and handed the bottle back to Garrett, and watch as he closed it back up, tossing it beside me before stepping back up to my hole. My heart began to race as I felt the head of his massive cock press against my hole. Pulling out the cigar from his mouth for a moment, he hocked up a large gob of spit and began to rub it around on my hole with the head of his dick. He began to press harder and harder again. I was worried that I would never be able to take his cock when finally my hole relaxed and his thick meat slid deep inside me. I about screamed out at the intrusion and stretching of my ass muscles when Garrett pulled me close and began to tongue-fuck my mouth, distracting me as he slid the rest of the way in. It seemed like it took forever, but finally, I felt his large bull balls bounce against my ass as his dense forest of pubes began to rub against my ass cheeks. “Fuck yeah boy, deep in you now. Doin’ ok?” he asked, pulling away and ending our kiss. “Oh god… yes!” was my only reply. I had loved the feeling of his tongue and fingers probing my ass, but with his huge dick inside me, I felt a deep feeling of lust spreading out from deep inside me. Even with the pain and uncomfortable stretching of my asshole, and the deep ache of his thick member rearranging my guts, I knew I would never want to be without Garrett’s thick cock up my hole. Until he began to start fucking me. Slowly, he began to pull out until only his massive cock head was left inside me, pressing slightly against my prostate, only to be shoved back in again, stroking the swollen gland inside me. We both began to grunt as Garrett began to pick up his pace. I began to adjust to the new sensations of being fucked and filled my ass opening up under the steady assault and its lips clinging to his shaft as he pulled back out again. I moaned loudly as he increased his pace more, slamming me harder. I let out a whimper in appreciation. Suddenly I felt a weird sensation in my ass and Garrett suddenly stopped thrusting into me. “SHIT!” he growled out loud, as he slowly began to pull out of me. Confused, I looked at him, trying to figure out why he stopped. “Condom broke dude,” he said, starting to work his cock head out of my hole. “Don’t!” I almost yelled, wanting him to continue to fuck and stretch my ass out. I didn't want the fun to stop now, just when I was getting into the hard fucking he was giving me. “Gotta dude,” he said, pointing to one of the tattoos on his chest, “Don’t think you're ready to take a load like mine.” “What do you mean?” I said, still confused, looking at the large scorpion on his peck. “HIV positive, bud,” he said, now out of my hole. I felt empty. I didn’t want to stop. His cock felt amazing. And in my sex-filled haze, I made up my mind. “Fuck… Don’t care. Give it to me man! Fill my ass up with your cum!” I gasped out, my voice expressing my need. I had read about guys getting intentionally pozzed online, but even in my curiosity, had never understood why they would do it until now. I needed this hulk of a man’s load inside me. Now. “Shit, boy!” Garrett said, pulling off the tattered remains of the condom from his dick, “You sure? I'm fucking toxic. And like I said before, once I get back in you, I’m not pulling out.” “Please cum in my hole sir,” I said, lifting my ass even higher in anticipation. Shoving my ass down, Garrett took a deep draw on his half-smoked cigar. “Turn around, cumslut,” he said rubbing his cock before stepping back up to the bed, “I want to make sure to plant this load nice and deep up your neg cunt so it takes.” Getting on my hands and knees, I let out a loud groan as Garrett slammed deep into my hole. He continued to rape my ass, blowing his smoke at the back of my head, enveloping me in a haze of thick cigar smoke. Not even an hour ago the most I had done with a guy was a shy kiss in the 6th grade, and now I was riding a massive poz daddy dick and loving every second. “That’s right, slam back on my diseased prick,” he said, grabbing both of my hips, helping me slam even harder back into his strokes. Both of us continued to fuck hard, my hole taking the abuse with gusto. Grabbing my chin, we started to kiss again. Sweat dripped off of both of us, and I began to notice the musky scent of Garrett. It was a smell that only a true man could make, and it made my 18-year old brain swim. “I’m gonna cum in you boy,” Garrett groaned, pulling away from me again and going back to slamming my hole. “Don’t stop,” I moan, “Please. Please don’t stop.” “Last chance boy,” he said, his thrusts becoming irregular, “You sure you want to take my poz load?” “Give it to me!” I yelled in reply. “You got it, baby,” he said in reply, and even though I didn’t think it possible, bucked even harder, grabbing my shoulders with both hands. Sweat dripped from his head and chest as we fucked. In my hole, there was no longer any pain, having now opened completed and taking his cock like a proper bottom boyhood should. “Fuck, knew you were gonna have a sexy fucking hole the second I saw you walk into that locker room,” Garrett said as he continued to pound my ass relentlessly, “But the fact it was a cherry hole made things even better. And now I get to take your poz cherry as well. You ready boy? Ready to take the load that will change your life forever?” “Oh shhhh-it, infect my hole. Fuck that dirty load deep into me! Poz me!” “You're getting it fucker,” and with that Garrett slammed deep into me one last time and shot ropes of cum inside me. I felt every shot of hot liquid into my hole and I was instantly filled with an entirely new sort of warmth. It suddenly became too much for me, and despite not touching myself during the entire ordeal, I began to shoot what felt like my largest load ever. After a long time, Garrett’s cock finally softened and he let it slip from my now loose and dripping ass. I felt a swift slap on my ass, and instinctively my hole tightened up slightly. “How was that, boy?” he asked while puffing contently on the nearly spent cigar. “Holy shit…” I said, rolling on to my back and letting my head fall back, “That was so amazing. I’ve never shot a load like that before!” Crawling on to the bed next to me, he leaned down and kissed me, blowing his smoke into my face again. "How are you feeling about taking my toxic load?" Looking down, he stared down and my quickly re-hardening cock. The talk of his poz cum swimming around inside me was exciting me. “Damn, fucker,” he said, reaching down and grasping my dick at the base, “I guess you want more. I would have thought after a hard fucking like that for your first time you would be down for the count.” Biting my lower lip, I smiled and blushed slightly. “Actually, I’m even hornier than I was when we started.” “Well, shit,” he said, surprise in his voice, “Since you seem up to taking any load up your ass, you want me to find a few more guys to fill you up?” I hesitated for only a moment when pondering his offer, but then I felt a small glob of his thick bug-filled cum make its way out of my gaping cunt, and my mind was made up. “Yes, please.” “Well bitch, since you were such a polite piggy about it, let’s go find something to really break in that new hole of yours.”

Disclaimers: This is my first story on BZ. This story is based on an actual experience. Feel free to contribute your own ideas to help me flesh out the story - I'm not really a writer, but I felt this had to be told. Enjoy, piggies! ---------------------------------------------- Part 1 The heat of a July afternoon in the Midwest can get really intense. But I barely noticed it as I drove toward the metropolis with an anxiety in my stomach. The car sped along the highway merrily as I grew ever closer to my destination… and my destiny. Five weeks since, I decided to take a bold step. I’ve been a bugchaser for years, but I really didn’t act on those urges and try to get myself infected. They just happened as part of the ho life, and I dealt with them accordingly. I’ve had a few STDs - the usual maladies of chlamydia and gono and the like - but this time, I was chasing down a big one. Sorta. I got in touch with a friend who has been positive for many years, and undetectable. Rick is known for HIV activism in his community, including volunteering for the clinic and AIDS hospice. He ran for a leather title a few years back and his platform that won him the title was about love and acceptance of the afflicted not only in his community but worldwide. So it’s a curious thing that he agreed to do this for me. Because I can’t get bugchasing and converting out of my head, I hatched a hair-brained scheme to find out for myself what the other successful chasers were raving about. I asked Rick to pretend to poz me. “Dude, that is not okay!” was his opening response to my request. “This bug is no picnic to live with. I get it’s not a death sentence like it used to be, but this shit will fuck you up, and your hunger to get charged up will get you in trouble.” I was prepared for this. “Rick, it’s just fantasy,” I answered. “All you have to do is fuck me like the bitch that I am, and work some poz talk into the scene. I’m not asking you to come off your meds so I can live this fantasy. It’s just that. Fantasy.” Rick went silent for a while. I suddenly felt like I crossed a line. When he finally spoke again, he said calmly, “I’m gonna send you some links to websites, some information. You don’t seem to be educated on what this all involves, and if you’re serious about doing it, then you should be informed of the commitment this lifestyle requires. And believe you me, this WILL change your life in ways you can’t imagine, Steve.” “Okay, I’ll take a look at it.” “I’m serious, Steve,” he quickly said insistently. “What you’ve asked me to do is really disrespectful, and I … I really need to think about this. I admit I’m attracted to you, and after seeing your sweet hole that night at the bathhouse, I wanted to pound you into oblivion. But I don’t appreciate you asking me to violate my boundaries like that, even though I’m undetectable, and yes it’s just play, but I’m concerned you’re going to go and seek out the real thing.” True to his word, Rick emailed the information to me. I read it, and only got more turned on. This was something I *needed* to do. Personal fulfilment, Rick’s warnings be damned. Four days after this uncomfortable phone conversation, Rick shot me a text message. “Did you read it? Are you still set on a fake conversion scene?” I hesitated. I didn’t want another lecture. I just wanted to fuck, and convert, and live my new life charging up other guys. “Hi Rick. Yes, I read it,” I texted back. “And yes, I still want to do it.” I didn’t ask him a direct question, and left it for him to fill in the blank. A few minutes passed before he answered. “Okay. I’ll do it. But we are going to have a talk about this in person when you get here. If this is what you want, then I’m going to make sure you never chase again. Understood?” I practically jumped out of my seat when I read this. I didn’t think he’d actually agree to it. I didn’t want to appear over-eager, so I gave a non-committal reply. “Yes, we need to talk about it as much as you think is necessary. When should I come visit?” “Five weeks. How’s the 24th looking for you?” I checked my calendar. I had no commitments that day. “That’s fine.” “Come to the brownstone. 4pm sharp.” Our conversation ended there. As I entered Rick’s neighbourhood, a growing mood of nervousness and anxiety began to manifest itself in my environment. I parked the car a few blocks from the brownstone, and just sat there for a minute. I need to get moving. It’s nearly 4 o’clock, and if I don’t show, I won’t enjoy having to ask him for this again. I looked in the rearview mirror at myself. Something behind my eyes told me Don’t do this. My dick, however, was standing fully erect while my mind raced. Remember, you’re totally safe. He’s undetectable, you’re going to be fine. And his monster dick will make you feel good. That was all the convincing I needed. I exited the car, paid for my spot, and began the trek to the brownstone. Rick was waiting for me outside when I arrived. I could smell his fat cigar well before I actually saw him. He was seated on the patio, scrolling mindlessly through his phone while hauling hard on a cock-sized stogie. He wore a simple t-shirt over his slender, underdeveloped frame, and tight khaki shorts, and had his aviators over his eyes. While not the picture of masculinity, there was a certain sexiness about the whole look. I walked over to his table, and could see a near-empty water bottle. The wind blew gently giving us a short break from the humidity of the afternoon. “I’m here,” I cheerfully announced. Rick looked up from his phone. “Good to see you made it, Steve.” He stubbed out the half-smoked cigar, and rose from his chair. The water bottle rolled off and I bent over to catch it, and missed. I suddenly felt his hand on my ass. “Hey, we’re not doing this out here,” he said. “But thanks for the preview!” “Let’s go inside,” I said, smirking. “I’ve gotta piss so bad I can taste it.” “Dirty boy! But later!” he said with a laugh. We entered the brownstone, and Rick sidestepped so I could rush to the bathroom and relieve myself. I unzipped, and my piss poured forth in a hot, thick stream of golden yellow. I couldn’t believe how much I was holding, but I also had to remember how much water I drank on the way here. The road to the city is a long one, and combined with July heat made for a very thirsty chaser. After washing my hands, I left the bathroom and found Rick on the couch, quite comfortable. He poured a drink for each of us, and patted the seat next to him gently. The conversation was more of what we discussed on the phone, and was frequently a carbon-copy of that conversation. “This really isn’t my thing,” Rick admitted. “When I was first diagnosed, I had to think of all the guys I played with around that time. And because I didn’t know I was positive, I infected someone I really liked.” He seemed to be remembering it as if it were yesterday. “When he got sick, I felt so guilty. I locked myself in my room for days, and just couldn’t stop crying. Not for me, but for this guy. And I had the unhappy duty of telling him in person that I was the one who pozzed him. He socked me right in the nose for that, and I never saw him again. Too bad. Dave was a sweet guy.” “You don’t know what happened to him?” I asked. “Nope. He blocked me on social media, and although I looked for him at the clubs a couple times, he was just gone. It broke my heart. So I want you to know that your actions today will have consequences that will hurt others if you’re not careful.” “I am quite prepared,” I said. “You did a good job educating me on the subject, and I am making the choice that is right for me.” I wasn’t about to let him change my mind because then we might not fuck. Rick then took one of my hands, and squeezing it, he said, “Are you ready?” His tone was all seriousness, and he was letting me know that I was in control of what happened next. Doubt crossed my mind for a second. I think it was at this point when I began to feel the most nervous about it. “Yes,” I answered as fearlessly as I could. He released my hand, and exhaled loudly through his nose. Rick then looked away, giving one of his thousand-yard stares that he was known for when something that questioned his morals crossed his path. “Okay,” he said with resignation. “If this is REALLY what you want, okay. I’ll help you. But remember - you asked for it, and if you can’t handle the fantasy, you have the power to stop it.” Something about the way he said that made me wonder what kind of script he was going to follow. And my hard dick made itself known again. Rick saw the rise in my shorts. “I think I already know the answer,” he said with a smile, grabbing my growing cock. He stood up while holding on to my swelling member, and said, “Come on. Let’s do this.” I obediently followed Rick to his playroom, guided all the way by his pulling of my dick.

Part 1 This is the story about the time I went to Sacramento, California for a work meeting, and had the time of my life! My name is Ricky, I am from Washington (State) and was working for a major healthcare provider, 24 years old, 5’10, 160 pounds, fit build, 6.5 uncut and just thankful and happy to have a secure stable job in high demand. I had also been parTying on occasion since I was 22 and loved it, but kept it discreet and rare. So in June, I was told I needed to fly down to Sacramento for a 3-day training. I was excited to go! I had never been to California and was looking forward to it! While I made my travel arrangements, I had the thought I should take a few extra days off and stay there. Explore and see what kinda trouble I could get into. The company allowed us to take extra time, I’ll I’d need to do was pay for the room for a few days, the flight was all paid for by them! With that I made my flight arrangements, and paid for the extra nights in the hotel at a discounted rate! I needed a break from my boyfriend, taking care of my younger siblings (our mom passed away suddenly when I was 22 and I became instaparent) and just all the stress that living in Washington brings. I got my A4A, and BBRT account set up and was on the hunt to set up some encounters while I was there. That’s when I came across a profile on A4A which practically made me drop to the floor with lust! His name was Scott, he was 38, POZ, and parTyed! I shot him a message and asked if he’d be interested in meeting up. He replied immediately with “fuck yeah boy! I wanna breed that ass!” 🤤🤤 That sent a chill throughout my body and I swear I was in love! He was everything I never knew I always wanted! He had the most beautiful blue eyes, 6’2”, 200 pounds, dark blond hair, 9” cut cock and a muscular build! I replied back with “fuck yeah, I’ll do anything you want!” So we set up a time and place to meet. My work meeting was Monday morning through Wednesday afternoon so we agreed to meet at the Arden Mall Wednesday evening, just to make sure we liked each other in person. Everything was set and I was excited, but I also was feeling a slight hesitation. I am a very bad boyfriend when it comes to being faithful sexually. I had already cheated on my boyfriend so many times I lost count, and secretly parTyed. That was hard to do because he used to parTy before we met so he could identify it easily. For two years I had been able to keep it from him 😈 I had taken so many POZ and unknown loads before, mainly at Steamworks and Club Z in Seattle while spun but they were all undetectable (so they claimed), Scott was POZ and unmedicated. That turned me on so much, because low key I wanted to be part of the brotherhood but still had never converted. I quickly pushed the hesitation out of my mind and decided that I wanted Scott to be the one, to be my daddy! For the next few weeks we exchanged several messages a day, discussing what we were into, what we wanted to do together, and before I knew it I found myself catching feelings for him. my boyfriend and I only fucked a couple times a month, so to cover my tracks I seduced him on Sunday afternoon and we fucked (with a condom 🤮). Poor guy was uncomfortable fucking BB (did he know I was a cheating slut?) and insisted on wearing one. Once that was over I packed my bags and he took me to SeaTac for my evening flight. We get to the departure zone, and before I get out of the car he kisses me and tells me he loves me. I kiss him back and instinctively tell him I love him too. He’s a good guy, but so vanilla… A good, wholesome daytime boyfriend you could introduce your family, friends, and coworkers to. Little did he know I had a dark, sexually thirsty dark side I needed to explore and fulfill. I walk into the airport, check in at the Alaska Airlines counter, and go through security. As I go through the line, I catch the eye of the TSA agent who gives me this subtle grin. Maybe he saw the poppers in my bag as it went through screening. This man was probably about 30, 6’ a solid 220, deep blue eyes and jet black hair (my FAVORITE combination)… I hand him my ID and ticket, he looks it over and smiles at me. my heart melted! He hands them back to me along with a piece of paper. I quickly stuff them in my pocket, get through security and hop on the train to the D gates. Once I’m there I pull the piece of paper out of my pocket. On it there was his name, Martin, his phone number, and “You down for a pump n dump before your flight? Text me!” I am always down for a pump n dump! Before leaving home I had prepped myself just in case! I quickly texted him “fuck yeah where can we meet?!?!?!?” He replied with “Boy turn around, I saw the poppers when scanning your bag and I followed you hoping you’d message me! There’s a discreet handicapped bathroom with a locking door around the corner, meet me there” Sure enough, I turned around and there he was! We locked eyes and he gave a slight head motion to the right, turned around, and started to walk towards the handicapped bathroom. I felt like the vampires in twilight when it comes to their speed and quickly rushed to follow him! Around the discreet corner I met him. He grabbed my hand, led pulled me into the bathroom, and after we entered he put a sign on the door that said “out of order” and locked it behind us. Once inside he grabs my hands, pushes me up against the wall, and kisses me so deeply, so passionately! He said “boy, the moment I saw you in my line I got hard knowing I wanted to breed you, gift you with my seed… my POZ seed!” I almost melted and said “fuck yeah daddy, I want you to load me up and breed me!” As we’re passionately kissing, we pull each others clothes off and standing there, each wearing NP jocks. His was black, mine was red. Just above his throbbing 8” cock was the tattoo I had come to love, the biohazard symbol! I ruffle through my bad and pull out my poppers. He turns me around so I’m facing the wall, he gets down and eats my ass, practically tongue fucking my hungry, hairy hole. I take about 8 hits of poppers, 4 in each nostril and am begging him to breed me! He stands up, spits on his cock, and pushes it against my hole. “You want daddy’s POZ cock don’t you boy” he whispers into my ear. “Fuck yeah daddy, breed my NEG hole” I whisper back. “You on PrEP boy?” he asks? “No daddy, I want to join the brotherhood” I say. I take a few more hits of poppers and push back on his throbbing BB cock and he pushing forward into me. Suddenly I feel him slide in. My hole was already pre lubed with the hope I’d get fucked soon. He slides his 8” fat python cock into me balls deep. He holds it there for a moment and whispers into my ear “that’s daddy’s good boy, a nice lubed up slut ready to take my BB load!” His cock had just the right curve to where he was pushing up against my prostate and I start to drip PC like crazy! His right hand grabs me by the throat, his left hand pushing my back into the wall, he pulls almost all the way out, then rams his cock back in! I let out an indescribable moan of pleasure, and he starts fucking me. “Ohhhhhh fuck, fuck me, harder daddy, yeah, use that NEG hole to satisfy you!” “Fuck yeah boy, this ass is MINE! Fuck, it feels so good! That’s it, push back hard on daddy’s dick! Milk that POZ cum out of me” He then starts piston fucking me for about 15 minutes then releases his right hand from my throat, grabs me by the hair and forced the side of my face info the wall while still using his left hand to push my upper body into the wall. He is ramming my HARD and I start to feel him tense up and growl as I push back hard on his dick. Finally I felt him start to shoot his load in me. As he’s doing so, my semi hard cock shoots a fat load right onto the bathroom wall. That caused my hole to tense up and clench around Martins dick, milking it as hard as I could, which only made him shoot more POZ seed into my thirsty hole! By now, we’re both panting like animals and he keeps his dick in me, his sweaty chest on my sweat back. He pulls my head around with his right hand and kisses me. “Fuck that was so good, this is the first time I’ve ever shot hands free” I say. He looks over and sees the waterfall of cum I shot into the wall. He scoops some up into his mouth, swashes it around in his mouth, swallows it, then kisses me. By then I feel his getting soft and ready to pull out of my hole. I clench as tight as I can when he finally pulls out, milling every last drop out of him as possible. When he finally does, he turns me around, grabs my hands and holds them over my head while he kisses me. My body is practically shaking, I’ve never felt so satisfied in my life! He whispers into my ear “Now you’re mine boy, always and forever. When you come back, I’ll be waiting. Your new life with me begins next week. I will allow you to keep your job, stay in contact with your family, and let you provide for those who depend on you. At the end of the day though, you’ll come home to me, your new daddy. I’m POZ but not currently medicated. I’ve waited years to convert the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, and that’s you!” All I could do was look him in the eye and say “yes daddy, I hope you were successful in knocking me up!” He said “good boy, now get dressed and while you’re in Sacramento, take as many loads as you can. When you come back we’ll go to the Poly clinic in downtown Seattle and have a special test run to see if the DNA from POZ load I gave you matches mine. If it does, I’m your daddy, if not, I’m your step daddy. Either way, you’re mine. I know where you live, where you work, and everything else about you.” With that, he gave me a passionate kiss, got dressed and left. Told me to wait a few minutes before I walked out too. And, that his load was to stay in me. I happily agreed and said no load I take ever leaves me. He gave me this evil grin and walked out. I got dressed and walked outa few minutes later. Then waited in line to board my flight.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_kINJgftUFoCL This is the way I roll with a horny top! He said I want you to nut inside me!

I have had four colorectal procedures since March of 20202. I had a fissure that would not heal, and they did two botox treatments so that I wasn't screaming every time I went to the bathroom. I changed doctors and since that time, she found what she called a "pre-cancerous" lesion that she removed. At this point, I only have to see her every six months, and possibly be hospitalized again in a year so she can take "another look" to see how I am doing. I was told the chances of these HPV lesions becoming cancerous are about 5 to 10 percent, and I only had the one Here's my question? Has this had an adverse effect on your sex life. I have been having anal sex a long time and it wasn't until I had to take hydrocodone for a foot surgery, became constipated and ended up causing a fissure while just simply going to the bathroom. I got a lot of grief from friends saying it was from taking too many big dicks, or being DP'd (which was not the case) or that my ass was simply worn out from all the action. I was really frank with my doctor and told her that the anal sex, at least I felt, had little to do with the fissure, and was most likely from all the pain medication. She said it looking, the area seemed fine, except where the tear was. She said the majority of her patients, gay and straight, have these issues because of pain meds, not anal sex. Has this slowed you down, are you still able to enjoy yourself? I don't go back for about five more months, I believe my last procedure was in early February. So, are you able to do the things you used to do, and enjoy yourself. I am almost afraid of attempting to "climb a mountain" that is too high, if you know what I mean. I am really glad I saw your post. Anything you can offer as far as information is concerned, post surgery, is greatly appreciated.

Wow !!!! Standing ovation, you must be a soldier ourselves for having so much insight in the military. Assmunch you are a gifted writer, really great story and a rollercoaster of emotions in this story, i cried, i laughed, i dreamed. The best story i did ever read on BZ, I sincerely hope there is more to come, so hooked on the characters, like i know them personality.

Thanks for the feed-back - I have made my appointment to go to the sexual health clinic to get my first lot of PrEP. I can then start going to the saunas - I will let you know how it goes. In the meantime, keep having fun 😉

I'd service these rednecks all day!

The irony is if you are interested in topping and make that request to a bottom, most of them would have no trouble rounding up a handful of bottoms in most cities.

Thank you, well I would be more than willing to bend over and let you have as many rounds on my ass as you want! Bring friends and make a day of it!

I concur. I train my own hole most everyday so i stay loose and then can get stretched out to take more and more size in me. Can get two hands in me now and so stoked. Just listen to your body. Your rectum muscles, like your muscles from lifting in them will get sore and achy. That's your cue to give them rest and recovery time. Then go at it again. You will get looser each time. The more consistently you train the easier it is on game day when you spread your legs for other guys to play in you. Plus you'll build up endurance to enjoy long use.

I'm glad you only saw my face once, and you were surrounded by cocks slapping your face while fucking your throat and ass. So you literally don't know what I look like.

Chapter 11 The guy with the pierced cock said “ Don’t bother, I plan on being in there real soon, and you will love it”. he looked at the Pig and said “ You want your hole drilled again ?” The Pig said “ Yes. Please do it “. The guy with the pierced cock asked the Pig “ Are you ready to surrender your fagot pig ass to me”? the Pig replied “ Yes sir “. The guy said “ Good answer ”. “ This might not feel real good at first but it is part of your conversion to Pighood and eventually you will love it “. He knew he planned on destroying this Pig’s ass. He knew this guy had the advantage he was spun high a hell and was hitting the poppers. He suggested that the guy relax and slide down on his stomach. The Pig though this was very nice of the top o consider his comfort. When he moved to his stomach his knees ached some from being in that ass up position for so long. He was glad the top was a considerate top. He had no idea that in this position the Top could hold him down and fuck and rip his ass to the tops delight. The top went to his coat pocket and pulled out a ball gage. The told the Pig that this was exciting to see him with the gage in his mouth and that he wanted to get some pics of it. The pig thought it was exciting also and with the hood no one would know who was on the bottom. With the gage in his mouth and flat on his stomach the Pig was in position to get fully destroyed. He told the Pig to take some deep hits of the poppers. As the Pig was doing that the Top climbed on the prone Pig body under him and out his pierced cock on the Pig’s ass. The Meth was still hitting the Pig and he feeling on his ass was driving him to new heights of ecstasy. The Top looked over at the other guy and motioned for him to hold down the Pig’s shoulders. Helping to pin the Pig down for what was coming. The Pig had no idea that he was about to get a pole up his ass that would feel like razors were attached to it. The top had the Pig’s legs pinned down and he shoved deep in the Pig’s unprepared ass. It took a few seconds for the pain to register in the Pig’s Chemed up brain. He yelled thru the gaga but not much cold be heard. The Top began fucking the Pig’s ass. The Pig was struggling to get the red hoot poker out of his ass. It felt like his whole life was centered n the white-hot pain is butt and insides were feeling. The top told the other guy “ I have his shoulders, go around behind hold the Pig’s legs “. He told the Pig “ Your not going anywhere now. “ “ you asked for it and now your going to get your ass destroyed”. “ You will feel this for a week and with all the Meth in your cunt you will be wanting more u you tonight”. The Top knew that the Pig was high and with a booty bump it would last a while. The Top started pounding the Pig’s hole. He went in at different angles to make sure that his piercings would do their work and get this hole so very sore that even though he wanted to get fucked more he would pay the price of pain when anything was put up there. Sometime during the sodomizing he was getting the pain the Pig was feeling dulled out and started feeling better, almost to the point of pleasure. This was a new sensation for him. That much pain turning to pleasure. He started moving with the cock that by now had him all wet. The Pig thought it was probably the piss and cum that was making him so wet. He never considered it might be a mix plus blood from his ripped hole and insides. The top feeling the sloppy ass and the fact that the Pig was not struggling anymore knew he had changed his Pig into a cunt that wanted more, at any cost. The Top was getting close so he asked the Pig “ I am close, are you ready for my load of potent baby makers ? “ The Pig shook his head in agreement. With that the Top shoved deep one last time and released a large load of cum deep in the Pig’s torn bloody ass. The Pg could feel the throbbing of the Top’s cock as it ejaculated. Shot after shot of cum was deposited n the Pig’s ass. To the pig it felt like it would never stop, and he didn’t want this to ever stop. This felt really great to him and wanted more. The top stayed in him for a while to make sure the cum stayed deep in the Pig’s womb.

Yes - this is the answer that would win if Jeopardy had a cum slut edition

HOT MEN..

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_nnq7PBuLibPR cameraman got in on the action!

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_jN5TwOv8MAUm Clearly pumping a hot load in that ass!

The strains of HPV that cause warts are not the strains that cause cancers.

Sorry for the delay. Been pretty sick with some GI issues the last few weeks. Have a follow up scheduled soon with the specialist, and also been on antibiotics. All this with the constant stabbing pain and running to the bathroom has made this one bitch of a chapter to try and write. Anyways, let me know what you think and enjoy! ---- Part 4 - I didn’t have to wait very long when both of our attention was turned to the sound of a key going into the lock on the door. “Fuck yeah,” Garrett said, taking another deep puff on his cigar, “That’d be my boy, Ren. He’ll definitely give you a nice juicy load up your cunt, bud.” The door opened, and there with only a duffle bag in his hand and a massive black pipe in his mouth was hands down the sexiest Asian guy I had ever seen. Normally I thought of Asian guys as being slim and hair free, with an average at most sized cock. Attractive, but more feminine, if the porn flicks I had seen were to be believed. This guy was the exact opposite. Well defined muscles covered his body, with several tattoos across his body, with a massive black and red biohazard tattoo on his pelvis. Both of his dark nipples were pierced, and he had a light dusting of black hair leading down to his crotch. Nestled in between his well-defined legs was hands down one of the longest cocks I had ever seen, the brighter pink tip of which peeked through his foreskin. Hanging underneath were two massive balls. Blushing, I turned my attention up to his face and took in his features there. Medium length black hair pulled into a ponytail, as well as multiple piercings on his eyebrows and ears. He had a thick five-o-clock shadow and a soul patch on his chin, and his eyes were a warm brown. But what turned me on the most was the huge, smoldering pipe clenched in his mouth, which he was puffing away at. Garrett walked up to the Ren and pulled the pipe out of his mouth, leaning in a kissing him deeply. “Hey babe,” Garrett said, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke as he broke away from the kiss. “Hey, yourself,” Ren replied, sticking the huge briar back in his jaw before nodding his head towards me, “What do you have here?” “His name is Yurik,” Garrett said, putting his cigar back in his mouth, as Ren walked up to me and began to rub his hand on my chest and stomach, “First time to the baths.” He sat the mysterious bag down next to me before speaking. “I’m Ren,” he said, pinching my nipple with a grin on his face, causing me to gasp and squirm. “Nice, cute as hell too!” Ren said before reaching down and feeling inside my gaping hole before letting out a slight laugh, “Fuck, use enough lube on him?” “Would you believe that sexy fucker on the bed there was a virgin not even an hour ago when he got here?” “No shit?” he replied, shoving a second finger inside me as he took a deep drawn on the pipe, causing more smoke to billow out. I watched as he reached down and began to stroke himself. “Seriously,” Garrett replied, stepping up behind Ren and twisting his nipples, causing him to growl in appreciation, “And not only that, that’s not lube dripping out of his ruined hole… that’s my toxic load. Fucker begged me to poz him up.” “Fuck yeah,” Ren said, grinning in appreciation, before looking in my eyes, “Hell of a way to lose your ass cherry. Nothing like knowingly getting your first toxic load.” I smiled back at him, watching in interest as he took another puff of the pipe and blew it in my face. The smell was definitely different and I took a deep inhale, savoring it. Grinning even larger, Ren looked over at Garrett. “So, you the only one getting a crack this neg hole, or can anyone join in on the fun?” “This slut says he wants more loads,” Garrett said, tossing his spent cigar on the floor, “So I supposed we should do the right thing and give him as much dirty cum as possible.” With those words of encouragement, Ren stepped closer to my ass and slowly pressed his now hard cock against my ass. Garrett walked over to the door and turned around. “Gonna find a few more loads for his hole,” he said reaching over and opening the door. I let out a loud gasp as Ren shoved his hard dick deep into my hole. “Any preferences, bud?” he said with an evil grin on his face. Looking down at the large cock now deep in my ass, and the menacing biohazard symbol attached to it, I groaned. “Big and toxic.” Letting out a chuckle, Garrett walked out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. “Yeah, bud,” Ren said as he began to start sliding in and out of my cum-filled ass, “Cute fucker like you needs to be poz. Sexy as fuck that you want the bug.” I laid back and enjoyed the feeling of his long cock moving deep inside me, causing me to moan. Ren’s style of fucked was merciless, as his picked up steam and started pounding my ass harder and harder. Occasionally, his long, hard prick would slip out and he would just casually slip it back in. I must have been nearly screaming in pleasure as he worked Garrett’s cum deep inside me. “Damn, need to take a short break,” he said, stopping for a second gasping, “You take cock like a pro for just having had your cherry popped.” “You like my cum filled ass?” I asked, also panting heavily from the hard fucking he was giving me. “Holy fuck, yes!” he said with a slightly exhausted smile, “Just pissed because I wasn’t here to take it myself.” I watched as he opened the bag next to us and pulled out an oddly shaped lighter, bringing it back up to his pipe and relighting it. I watched in fascination as he brought it to life, making the tobacco in the bow glow as he inhaled deeply, only to let out a massive cloud of smoke back in my face. Instinctively, I took a deep breath in, savoring the smell. I watched in pleasure as when I breathed out, some of the smoke jetted out of my nose. “Nice nose jet bud,” he said, giving my dick a few strokes, “Smoker yourself?” “No, actually, never…” I said, thinking about how my parents would kill me if I started. “Fuck, you look so fucking sexy blowing my smoke out,” he replied, caressing my swollen cum-filled balls, “Would love to break your smoke cherry. Get you hauling deep on one of my pipes in your mouth. Nothing hotter than a smoking bug chaser raping his lungs on sweet smoke. Would really drive me over the edge, ‘specially since I didn’t get to enjoy bursting your other cherries. What do you say?” Fuck! I thought to myself, I would seriously do anything to get this hot load inside me. Before I realized it, I gave him my answer. “Make me a smoker like you.” Immediately, I swear I could feel Ren getting a little bigger in my ass as he took a deep inhale on his pipe and then locked lips with me. I opened my mouth and took his tongue against mine, inhaling as he exhaled the thick smoke. Slowly our tongues rubbed against each other, making my dick throb even harder. Pulling away, he smiled and watched as I slowly exhaled his cloud of smoke. “Nice,” he said with a smile, reaching over and started digging in the bag, “You’re a natural smoker, bud. Want a pipe for yourself?” I watched as he pulled out another large pipe like his. He handed it to me and grabbed his lighter. Apprehensively, I grabbed the pipe from him and looked at it. It was massive, but I decided to bite the bullet and stuck it into the corner of my mouth, mimicking what I had seen Ren do. “Slowly puff on it while I light you up,” he said, flicking the metal lighter aflame and slowly bringing the flame just about the rim. Slowly, I did just that, letting Ren coach me until finally the pipe was well lit. “Take a deep draw on that fucker,” he said, slowly stroking my cock and began to slowly pump his dick my ass. I did as he asked and suddenly coughed hard. “Shit!” I said, catching my breath. “Don’t worry, happens to everyone their first time,” he said, rubbing my chest before pulling out a bottle of poppers, “Here… sniff these first. It’ll help.” I took several deep hits from the bottle and then stuck the pipe back into my mouth, trying again. This time I didn’t cough nearly as much. “Fuck yeah, “ Ren softly muttered, watching as I exhaled a large cloud of smoke, “You’re smoking now. Ready for me to wreck your tight pussy while you smoke that nice fucking pipe?” “Fill me up with your poz smoker cum!” Slowly he started to fuck my ass again, slamming my ass harder with each progressive stroke inside me. Both of us began to billow like a chimney, smoking away at the pipes in our mouths. I found myself enjoying the feeling of the nicotine flowing through my veins, making me feel a rush through my body. Quickly, Ren’s steady assault on my ass started to become irregular, signaling he was close to blowing his load. “Yeah, bitch, smoke that pipe and rape those lungs while I fill your boy cunt with my death-stick,” Ren growled, now slamming hard into my loosened hole. “God, fill me with your tainted load!” I moaned, squeezing his cock with my ass muscles. “Jesus, yes!” he said, slamming as hard as he could, “Keep doing that. I hope your ready for this load, cause I’m going to fill you up full!” His pace quickened and switched from a bucking long dick fucking to jackhammering my loose, swollen ass lips. As he hammered away, I felt him start to shoot, the hot spray of cum covering the walls of my just recently infected virgin guts. Finally, he slowed to a stop, leaving his cock deep inside me while he caught his breath again. A thin layer of sweat had formed over his body, giving his muscles even more definition, making him look like some sort of sex demi-god. Slowly, Ren pulled out his now soft cock from remains of my formerly tight hole and collapsed beside me on the bed. He pulled my face to him, and we kissed slowly, sharing the smoke from each of our lungs as he stuffed his tongue into my mouth again. “With a hole like that, you’re gonna be really popular tonight, kid.” I relaxed my head back exhaling the smoke in my lungs out. Languidly, I watched the smoke slowly dissipate. “I can’t believe I’ve already gotten fucked by two hot tops,” I said, turning my head and looking into his eyes, “I thought I would be lucky to even talk to a guy or suck him off… but two guys fucking me? Just…. wow.” “You could definitely get more,” Ren replied, tracing his fingers along my sweat covered stomach and chest, “Night is definitely still young.” Getting up, he slowly lifted my legs up, exposing my hole to the open air. “Damn, really stretched you out with my prick.” Suddenly, he dived in and began to lick at it, making me moan as his tongue easily penetrated me. He was rewarded with a nice sized glob of cum, having easily been coaxed out. Letting my legs fall down on either side of him, Ren climbed on top of me and began to feed me the mixture of the two poz loads and my ass juices. We made out for a few more minutes before he pulled away and began stroking my still hard, throbbing dick. “Man, I would love to take one of your last neg loads inside me,” Ren said, fondling my cum-filled balls. “I… well…” I said, blushing hard at the thought, “I’ve never topped before.” “Damn! You got to be kidding me!” Ren replied, a look of surprise on his face. I must have had a look of confusion and possible fear on my face as he shook his head. “I don’t mean that in a bad way, bud,” he said quickly, “Just can’t believe a cute fucker like you really is a total virgin. It’s so fucking hot, and such an honor to be turning you into a sex-crazed pig!” “Oh… well…” I said, blushing even harder. I couldn’t believe that this sex god of a man was calling ME of all people hot. “Seriously dude,” he continued, “I would honestly love to be the first to get that beautiful piece of meat inside me!” “Well, I mean if you want…” I said, worried that with my inexperience I would really let down the muscled god in front of me. “Fuck yeah,” Ren replied, immediately rolling over and spreading his legs apart, “Drop that neg load deep in my poz cunt. Gonna make sure it's the last one you ever have.”

Why would you feel like a fool? Poz guys on meds are pretty low risk, but if you are having any doubts about possibly becoming HIV+ then you need to not really take any loads or go on PrEP. In many cases its the "neg" guys, or guys who have little clue about thier status that are causing new infections, so dont assume when a guy says he is "neg" that its really the case.