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NOT MY STORY…BUT I DID IMPROVE IT I was out of town on a business trip, just relaxing in my hotel room and decided to check out Grindr. I found a guy that was into thicker/chubbier guys, we chatted back and forth for a bit and he sent a photo. I thought it was fake, it was easily about 7.5-8 inches long but wasn't too thick with a weird biohazard booking tattoo, he was staying near my hotel so I figured hey why not give him a chance. We make arrangements for him to come to my hotel room and about an hour passes before I finally get a knock on the door and he walks in and I can see through his sweatpants his dick print. It wasn't fake, he takes them off and he is still limp. He's still close 5-6 inches long, I'm thinking to myself, in my limited experience outside of dildos I've never had anything with this length. I meant to ask him about his tattoo, but I was so enthralled with his huge cock. I just started sucking on his engorged member. After some oral, he tells me to bend over for him.. He applies some lube and slowly works his thick dick in, really gently.. I was expecting a full ram and slam guy but he was a gentleman about it. I start to relax, as he starts to go deeper until I feel his hips against my butt. I can feel it pretty damn deep in me, something I've never felt before. I was surprised I took him all. He told me he was going to knock me up and give me his special seed. I played along to make it more exciting. I begged for his “hot” load. After about 7-8 minutes, he told me he wanted to go to the bathroom and watch him breed me in the mirror. Here's where things get interesting.. He tells me to slowly back up, he's literally fucking me as we're walking to the bathroom, me trying to walk when my legs feel like jelly lol. So, I'm half bent over half standing watching us in the mirror.. Then it happens, I feel him start hitting my prostate and I look down and I'm cumming hands free. Each time he pulls out it hits, I've never had this feeling with a person before and I'm loving every second of it. Then he starts cumming, I feel him throbbing in me.. A sensation I've never felt He snarls, ‘take my poz load!” I am too weak to fight him off. I accepted my fate. After a minute, he slowly pulls out and I feel his now limp dick slap my balls. I'm sitting there figuring out what happened and he's looking at me smiling because I'm looking like I'm half drunk having just shot my load hands-free for the first time. I only bottomed 3 other times, this was my first time bareback. I was thinking maybe I just didn't enjoy bottoming.. It just took finding the right guy with the right load, it's a shame he's on the other side of the country. But, I will be back. joey I love hot chat hit me up even c2c

"CAR T-cell therapy currently in UC Davis Health clinical trial study as potential cure for HIV In efforts to search for an alternative option to life-long treatment, UC Davis Health has commenced a study testing the efficacy of Chimeric Antigen Receptor T-cell Therapy (CAR T-cell Therapy) and its potential as a cure for HIV. CAR T-cell therapy involves the removal of a patient’s immune system’s T-cells and genetically modifying them to recognize and attack HIV-afflicted cells in the host. Dr. Mehrdad Abedi, a professor of internal medicine, hematology and oncology at UC Davis Health and the principal investigator of the study, further explained the process in administering CAR T-cell therapy to a patient. “For this study, we will educate the cells by inserting a gene to target cells that have been infected by the HIV virus,” Abedi said. “The idea is these modified cells will attach to the HIV-infected cells and destroy the cells that are infected while also stopping the infected cells’ ability to replicate.” " can read the whole article here: [think before following links] https://theaggie.org/2022/04/18/car-t-cell-therapy-currently-in-uc-davis-health-clinical-trial-study-as-potential-cure-for-hiv/

Part 7 Stu: My texts started to get more frequent with Danny. He was really horny after he got over the flu and had checked out most the haunts I told him about. Some were gone but a few new ones had taken their place. He didn't want to try any of the outdoor cruising spots I used to love to go to, but he seemed to be having great luck with app and website hookups. The only thing he complained about was that he was unable to find a top to fuck him, so my dick had been the only one he'd taken. When I told him that a few of my friends and I had gotten tickets for a home football game in a couple weeks, Danny got really excited. I told him to keep the weekend free since I'd gotten a ticket for him too and was planning on him spending the weekend with us. My friends were almost as excited to finally get their dicks in Danny, whether he was poz or neg. Ben lasted longer than I expected. The flu hit him just over a month after my first fuck with him. He was bedridden for a week and I had to tap a few of the locals to fill in. Unfortunately, by the time he was healthy, our trip down to State for the football game was coming up. I almost brought him along as a fuck toy, but I wanted the attention to be on Danny. We showed up on Friday night and had two adjoining rooms for myself and four friends. Gio and I took one room and Steve, Tomas and Javier took the other. All of us had gone to State together and we met in the old bathhouse there. We were all versatile, unmedicated poz guys. While we may have all graduated from State still negative, it wasn't for our lack of trying. We all caught the bug after we graduated and moved back to the city. A few guys at our favorite bathhouse in the city had christened us the "Viral Posse" and we left long list of freshly infected guys in our wake. Once we checked into the hotel, I texted Danny the room number and he was there in just over thirty minutes. He looked better than I remembered and the subtle changes he'd made definitely improved his look. The pair of chunky, black round earrings looked good and were a lot nicer than the small diamond studs I expected. The longer hair gave him an edgier appearance. It was the clothes that put it all together. The tee fit tight and the low cut jeans accented his bulge and ass. Of course, his clothes didn't stay on very long. None of our clothes stayed on very long. Danny left his jockstrap on, I think to show that his cock was off limits and he wanted dick in his ass to make up not getting fucked since he left home. Cock went into his mouth first and for the next half hour he was on his knees, taking turns on five very stiff cocks. The next few hours had him stuffed at both ends by a rotating pair of guys. "You popped him this summer?" Gio asked and I nodded back. "He's a natural cumdump then. He's been takin dick for over two hours and he is still workin his ass to get more dick and cum" Gio added. "Yeah, he's an eager slut but I think most of it is pent up desire to get fucked. He's just been topping since he got down here. As quickly as he picked up bottoming, I bet he's a great top too. Hopefully he's already knocked up a few" I replied quietly. "If you didn't tag him before, he'll have a bug or three after this weekend. We've already dumped five loads in him and it isn't even 10pm." -- Danny: My roommate Tony commented about how excited I was. He got excited too when he found out he would have the room to himself until Sunday afternoon. Ever since Tony outed himself we would give each other a couple hours to fool around with other guys, but never a day and a half. He helped me find some more flattering clothes to wear even though I knew I'd be naked most of the time Stu and I were in the hotel room. "Gotta make a good first impression" he said. I swapped out the silver hoop earrings I usually wore for some black dumbbell ones. I guessed that Tony's ass would be as sore as mine after his new boyfriend got done with him. I packed a bag with only a few things - shorts and tee for the game, a spare tee, toothbrush, condoms and lube. Stu had shown up with four of his friends who had seen the pictures we'd taken during the summer. As I expected, I was naked within ten minutes of getting through the door. Well, almost naked - I didn't have time to take my jockstrap off before getting pushed to my knees. I had a cock in my mouth seconds after that. I'd sucked some cock at the adult book store, but never more than one at a time. Now I had five hard cocks in front of me. I'd suck a guy until someone would yank on my hair and pull me to the next cock. I really liked being used like this and each of the cocks was different. One was so thick that I had trouble opening my mouth wide enough without scraping my teeth on the cock. That guy must have been used to it since he fucked my face and ignored any time my teeth caught on the taut skin. Stu was the one that tugged me over to the bed pushed his cock in me. I was happy that I'd put some lube in before I got there since he didn't rim me at all. He just spit on my hole and shoved in. I wasn't really ready and it hurt at first, but after five minutes it was just like all those other times he'd fucked me. One of his friends started to feed me his cock and I ended up with a cock in each end. My mind was overloaded with all of the sensations but I enjoyed every second. Stu slammed in and I felt his cock throb and I knew I'd taken his cum yet again. The guy plowing my face, pulled out and took Stu's spot. He slid into my cum filled hole easily and then another cock pushed into my mouth. I panicked a little as soon as the second guy started to fuck me. While I trusted Stu, I had never met his friends before and expected them to use a condom. I remembered one of the guys I fucked talking about a treatment to prevent one of the STIs, but I had never gone to the clinic to start it. One by one each of the guys would fuck my mouth and then fuck my ass. If Stu hadn't been there I would have been scared to do something like this, but it felt good and I knew he wouldn't let anyone get too crazy. I also didn't want to disappoint Stu. When the last guy pulled his cock out of my ass, I was pretty tired, sore and leaking a mix of five different guys' cum. I collapsed on the bed for a few minutes while everyone stood around talking. I heard a few of the guys laugh and then Stu pushed a plug into my aching hole, just like he did back home. I rolled over and sat up and someone handed me a beer. We sat around talking and drinking a while and I looked over all of the guys. Every one of them had some tattoos, two had the same scorpion that Stu had painted on the wall in his basement playroom and one had a biohazard symbol, like I'd seen in some of the science labs at school. Javier had the strangest tattoos. One side had a religious theme with images of a cross, a rosary, and Jesus while the other side had a grim reaper, a scythe, skulls and snakes. I kind of liked the scorpion one since it was simple and I thought I might be able to use the rest of Stu's gift certificate to get one like it. One of the other guys took my spot on the bed and said "Can't let Stu's pup have all the fun." I didn't understand the pup reference, but I figured it was some gay thing I hadn't learned yet. -- Stu: Once we finished up with one round of breeding Danny, we relaxed a bit, killing off a twelve pack plus a few more. I saw Danny looking around at each of my friends. He was quiet and I was worried that we'd taken him way past his limit. At least he didn't bolt for the door as soon as I'd stuffed a plug in his ass. Once everyone had recovered from the earlier fuck-a-thon, Tomas climbed on the bed and was the bottom for our next round. Danny looked really hot fucking Tomas and my earlier thoughts about his topping abilities turned out to be true. Being the only one that hadn't cum earlier, he lasted the longest and dumped the biggest load. We took another break and about three in the morning the three other guys went to their room to crash and Danny, Gio and I passed out in mine. Gio made up some stupid story about winning the coin toss, so Danny got to sleep with him that night and I'd get him the next night. Danny bought the story and I'm sure spent most of the night with a thick cock replacing the plug and leaking a bug or three into him. I woke in the morning to the sound of Danny sucking Gio off. He was on his knees, bobbing on the shaft and in the perfect position to spit roast. By the time I moved from my bed to the other, my cock was hard as rock and leaking pre. I climbed behind him and spread his butt apart. The ring looked bruised but that wasn't going to stop me. I spit on it and brought my cock to the hole. He groaned loudly when I pushed in, making Gio grin and move his hands to the back of Danny's head. The hole felt pretty dry and I figured that all of our DNA was now absorbed into his body. It didn't take long before I was drilling him and as hard as he was sucking Gio, his ass was working my cock. I was surprised at how quickly Danny had picked up being a multitasking bottom and keeping the guys at both ends happy. A few minutes later the guys from the other room came in to watch. They were all stroking while I drilled and Gio started to face fuck Danny. My balls were aching which made me pound harder until a few minutes later I was dumping another load into Danny's greedy cunt. My body was still trembling and I was panting when Javier pushed me away. He stuffed his cock into the freshly bred hole and started at level 8 on his way to 11. Danny was grunting with each thrust until Gio's cock plowed into his throat. Javier was muttering things in a mixture of English and Spanish. From what Spanish I knew, the English phrases were less crude than the Spanish ones. "Puta toxico" seemed to be his favorite and he said it numerous times until he slammed in and pumped another virus filled load into Danny's guts. Tomas was next and he fucked a lot slower than Javier. Each thrust was hard, generating a loud thud as his body slammed into Danny's ass. I watched closely and Danny got Gio's cock fully stuffed into his throat on one thrust while Gio held him there until the next thrust from Tomas. Then he'd let him up and start all over. I looked at my watch and realized we didn't have a lot of time left. I tapped at my watch and Steve understood immediately. Steve glanced back and forth before pushing Javier over the side of the bed and jamming his cock in. I guessed that there was already a load or two inside since Javier just moaned while Steve pumped his cock in and out. They were two very different fucks, Steve drilling at a quick pace and Tomas still slow and hard. Tomas was the first to cum, shortly followed by Gio and then Steve. As the guys slowly pulled away from each other I was curious to see Danny's expression. The grin on his face told it all but just to confirm he said "Fuck! That was so hot. I thought I was in a porn flick!" I'd watched Steve video a part of it and knew from experience that it wouldn't take long for him to post it, so Danny's comment was spot on. The other guys headed to their room to shower and get ready for the game and I spied Danny stuffing the plug back into his ass. -- Danny: I woke up to Gio pushing his cock back into my hole. It had slipped out sometime during the night and the cum must have leaked out since my hole was now empty. I rolled over before moving between his legs and sucking his cock. I was going to just get it covered in spit and then ride him but Stu woke up and quickly had his cock in my sore hole. It was hot having Stu fucking me again, but I really liked feeling each of the other two guys who took turns on my ass that morning. Each one felt different and each guy fucked differently too. My ass was really sore, but there was no way I was going to ask them to stop. I spent the whole time with Gio's cock in my mouth while the other guys took turns fucking me. While Stu fucked me like he used to do, the next two guys were much harder. One just pounded me until he came. Each time he pushed in, Gio's cock stabbed into my throat. At first I gagged a bit, but once I realized it was only going to be in a half second, I would just let it squeeze in. Gio's bush was tickling my nose and at one point I laughed a bit. The guy that fucked me after Stu was really verbal while he fucked. It was a mixture of English and Spanish, I think. He told me that I was a pig, a slut and a cumdump but also that I had a great pussy and he loved fucking my ass. I have no idea what he said in Spanish, but I guessed it was the same since one word I'd heard before and thought it meant slut. It kind of prepared me for the next guy. He fucked much slower, but that made Gio's cock stay in my throat longer too. I couldn't believe how long I was able to stay down. Initially, Gio was holding my head down but when he saw that I was staying down on my own he let up. His precum had a weird taste, but I was learning that each guy tasted different. When the third guy came inside me I shot my own load on to the bed. A few seconds later, Gio started cumming and I tried to swallow as fast as I could. I heard a pair of moans to my right and realized that there were two guys fucking there too. The whole scene reminded me of some of the porn flicks I'd seen. My taste in porn had changed so much since those first days after Stu had suggested I watch some to see what I liked. Most of the ones I watched now were what was called bareback. I had no clue why, but they turned me on since there was never a condom on any of the guys. The ones I liked most were where they shot their cum inside the bottom too. I knew that I liked the feeling of cum inside my ass. Last night I found out that I liked cumming inside a guy when I too was filled with a few loads. We showered and headed over to the stadium for a little tailgating before the game. I had never done it before and it was a lot of fun. Since the weather was good, most guys were shirtless and some even had painted their chests the school colors. Stu's friends were a lot of fun and we were joking around. All of us were just in cargo shorts and either sneakers or sandals. I saw a couple guys move between the cars and open the doors. One guy, Tomas I think his name was, motioned for me to come over. I had no idea what they wanted, but as soon as I got over there I found myself on my knees. They had even put a towel down on the ground for me to kneel on. The open car doors shielded us from people seeing what we were doing, but I was still nervous. Two cocks were poking out of their unzipped shorts. It was clear what they wanted but I thought it was too risky. The three beers I had already drunk gave me enough confidence to stay and blow these guys. A hand pulled me to one cock and I started to suck. Not wanting to get caught, I sucked quickly and it didn't take long before I was rewarded with a nice load of cum in my mouth. A few minutes later I had the other guy's cum sliding down my throat and I stood up. When I got to the back of the cars, Stu was starting to put things away. "Almost game time" he said. A second later he added "Looks like you're having fun tailgating" and I blushed knowing he had seen me suck his friends. The crowd was moving down the aisles of the parking lot as the last of the coolers got put into the car. I had just finished my fourth beer when I spotted one of the guys I'd hooked up with a few times. Well, more than a few. I fucked him almost every day for couple weeks before he just disappeared. I didn't know his name, only his profile - fratboibtm. I was surprised when he stopped and said "Hi" to me. "Hey! Long time!" he said as we gave each other a bro hug. "Sorry about ghosting. I got this really bad flu and was out for over a week. Finally feelin good again so let's hookup soon" he continued. The guy gave me a wink and a smile before running to catch up with his friends. "Friend of yours?" Stu asked. "Kinda. More like a hookup. We fucked several times and then he disappeared. He told me he got a bad flu and that's why. I hope it wasn't the one I had and I gave it to him" I replied.

A little afternoon spit-roast On vacation with my bf. First time away in 2 years. We flew to Palm Springs to spend a week with some friends. Tuesday night after dinner my bf tells me he’s made plans to go on a hike with a few people and would I like to come along? He knows that I’ll say ‘no’ but it was nice that he asked. They’re leaving at 6:30 so it’s off to bed early so he can get up in time. Next morning as I’m thinking about coffee he’s off. I remind him not to bitten by anything that might be deadly but to text me if he does. I open up grindr as I walk to the nearby coffee shop. I send a couple messages but don’t really think much of it as it’s still quite early. Just as I leave the shop with my coffee I get a message from a sexy black guy with an impressive looking dick. He’s still up from the night before and asks if I can travel and do I want to get fucked? I reply yes and yes, but I need a little time to get ready. We agree to meet and he gives me his number so I can text him when I’m ready. I get back to the room and clean up, shower and get dressed. Shorts no underwear and a t-shirt. Text that I’m on my way. When I get to his hotel I text him here and he sends the room number. He answers the door shirtless. He’s sexy. 30’s smooth chest tatted with shoulder-length dreads. Small room with two beds both unmade. I didn’t think anything of that and we start to make out. He’s not much of a kisser but he’s enjoying how I’m sucking his dick. I undress as I’m going down on his thick cock. He’s fingering my asshole as I throat his fat dick. He pulls his cock out and pushes me onto the bed furthest from the door and pushes me up onto my knees and mounts me from behind. He fucks me for a minute or two and I ask if he has any poppers (I stupidly left mine in my room) and he pushes a new bottle into my hand and gives me a few seconds to get a nice long hit. Then with my head spinning he resumes fucking me bareback. No questions about condoms from either of us. He’s fucking me nice and deep and I’ve got my eyes closed but I hear (at least I think I do) a toilet flush. Seconds later I see another guy come out of the bathroom and feed me his thick hardening cock. They talk a bit between them and they’re leaning in to kiss each other (bf’s??). And then they switch positions. The one who had been fucking me lays down on the bed and feeds me his cock pulling my head down on to him so I’m throating his cock down to his balls. I don’t feel the other one behind me yet so I wiggle my ass as I’m blowing his friend and I feel hands on my ass and a tongue in my hole. He rims me for a while as I’m sucking. The first guy his still pulling my head down the length of his cock and burying my nose in his pubes. He pulls his hands off my head and I take that as permission to take a proper breath. As I do I lick his balls just for a change of pace and he nudges onto my tongue as I’m lapping. In my head I’m thinking about the incredible rimming I’m getting and wonder if my “bi total top” would enjoy his ass eaten. I lap under his balls and touch the tip of my tongue to the edge of his asshole. He groans and pulls my head into him. I’ll take that as a yes. His friend rubs his cock against my hole as I dig deeper into his buddy’s. He starts fucking me and as he does my tongue is being pushed firmly into his friend’s now willing ass. He fucks me for a while and again with my eyes closed I feel a warm splash on my face. Looking up I see the cock in front of me shooting a nice thick load of cum. I take his cock and as much cum as I can into my mouth. I’m still licking up cum when my guy in my ass pulls out. I turn around and ask, “did you cum”. He says, “no, I didn’t know if you wanted me to.” I spin around and tell him yes, I want your cum in my ass, as I start sucking his shiny black cock. I get him hard again and turn around and offer my hole. He slides in and in 5 strokes or so he’s unloading deep inside me. No that was much better than a hike…

I have never touched Tina or any other drugs besides weed. I didn't even knew what was until about a year ago. I was due to go on a business trip out to California and decided to stay a couple extra days so I made reservations to a couple places I wanted to look at(never made it to the reservations) a couple days before heading to California I was check out at site and came open the one ad that kept popping up I my head. I had gave it a quick glance earlier but that's all it was a quick glance. I remember seeing the heading it was pretty much like a top guy looking for a experienced sub but. He was looking for a sub bottom that he can use for his and maybe other men sexual desires and or needs,and that the bttm must me able to handle a good long fucking. I had asked him how long and he replied back saying at least 32 hours. I was like what you can go for 32 hours non-stop and he said no at first then I said so what does that mean he continue on saying that if the guy was worth it that he would rent him out to other guys but they couldn't just pick him up here he would drive the guy there. If they wanted to play they would have to play. I said well I hope you find that guy sounds like fun he said thanks. After my second night in California I went online seeing if the guy had found anyone so I sent him a message. I was shocked to see that he answered right away. He asked how my trip was and how long would I be staying back, I told him the meetings were long and boring. But I only had another 2 days before I could say I am on vacation and that I would be there for another 5 days after that. I asked how he was and his reply was very honry. I asked if he ever found that sub bottom he was looking for and his reply back was if I had I wouldn't be horny and I wouldn't be talking to you right now. I said I guess your right and said I should be going right before I went to leave the site he had sent me a message attached with a picture I stop to open it up. When I clicked on the message my jaw dropped in the picture was 2 of the biggest and thickest cocks I have ever seen. And the message said would you be willing to let me and my boyfriend use you and your hole when you start vacation. The message went on to say if i agree that we can use you that means that you are giving us permission to do whatever we want with you meaning be as rough as we want(of course within reason). He stated since the first night he talked with me he hasn't masturbated or had sex that he wanted to give my hole(he wouldn't say which one) his week long load and it would be one of the biggest load I probably ever had, then the last part of the message said also my boyfriend wants to give you his load as well and he hasn't had sex in over a week as well. I told him that I wasn't a bottom nor have I ever been a sub bottom and from the look of their cocks I most likely wouldn't be able to handle either one of them but I appreciate that they would even consider even thinking of me. I asked out of curiosity when you said that you and your BF could do whatever you wanted what did you mean and how big and thick were they. He said I will answer your first question but the second question is for guys to find out in person. As to the 1st question me and my BF like to play together and there are times where we like to have a total or more of a total(sub) bottom where we have or take control over the sub bottom and just use him and his holes for our own sexual needs and or desires and that they don't get to do it that much due to most guys don't like to be dominated by 2 guys never mind being dominated by 2 guys who have huge and thick cocks like we do. I said that I could understand about why guys wouldn't like to be dominated by 2 guys and even more being dominated by 2 guys that were as huge and thick as they were. I continued to go on saying for me I wouldn't be the guy who you would be having a good time with because 1 I most likely wouldn't be able to handle either 1 of them because my lack of experience as I have only been playing with guys within the past year and most of the guys I had hooked up with was mostly giving and receiving oral and most of the guys were average size and that I still had problems getting their cocks either down my throat or even touching the back of my throat and that my hole was probably way to tight for them. He said that I would be surprised on how or what I could handle or take most guys think the samething and by the time that him and his BF are done with the guy he is leaving us thanking us over and over and asking us to invite him back,(then he said something that I caught but really didn't think much about it) he mentioned that him and his BF know how to get or make a guy to relax without him realizing it until it's to late and he's starting to enjoy whatever we are doing to him at that time. Then he said so let me know if you want to come over or not. I said can I think about over the night and I will let you know after work tomorrow and he said sure then said if you say yes I promise you that you will be glad you said yes and have an experience that you will never forget. I went to bed and the following day throughout work I would have these moments of wondering off and thinking about these 2 guys using me and my holes so I figured that was a sign to give it a try. I got home took my shower ate and sat at the laptop and started typing that I would like to give it a try but don't be shocked or upset if things didn't happen or go the way they excepted or wanted it to go. He replied back about a half hour and said I shouldn't have anything to worry about again he mentioned how him and his BF has ways to help guys relax and before the guy knows it he's either moaning as I or my BF is fucking him or he's got one of our cocks in his mouth (Again i thought and felt that there was something wrong with that statement) but I was just to much into the idea of just hoping that I could at least handle one of their cocks, then he said remember your second question to me and I said how could I forget he said all he would tell me is not many guys(who are experienced) can handle it but I didn't have to worry that they would make that they would be gentle and make sure I was relaxed and comfortable. He gave me his address and the time to be there and before signing off he said he wanted to make sure that he had the right information. He asked me if I was staying in California for the next 6 days. I said yes one more day for business and then the last 5 days as a vacation he said ok cool then signed off. After he gave me his address and signed off I went and googled the address he gave me,not only was he about 2 hours from me but the address he sent me from the look on Google maps it looked like a really nice big house but in the back of the house there was another building attached to it. It looked like a night club or something like that but there was no sign on it no name or anything and it looked like it was abandoned but in the parking lot on the other side of the building was completely filled with cars and the picture must of been taken near or close to sundown and this parking lot looked like it could holdup to at least 50 cars. I checked to see if it was a paid parking lot and the only information I could find was it was a private parking lot along with the building. The next day went by without hearing a word from him and the day I was to his place I still hadn't heard from him and I was to meet up with him within the next 4 hours so I sent him a message just to make sure we were still on. I had 2 and half hours left to meet up with him and still hadn't heard from him. I thought that if we weren't going to meet up he would have let me know. So I grabbed what I needed for the ride and what I thought I would need for his place, I wasn't sure if I was going to be staying the night or not because it wasn't discussed so I didn't bring a change of clothes with me. I had my tang top on with a pair of jeans and a jock strap a and a small bag with my lube toothbrush and toothpaste and that was it. I was halfway to his house when I pulled into a rest stop and saw that I had a mess3from him asking if I was still coming and that he had hope so because him and his BF had everything prepared for me showing up. I was thinking what did they have to prepare for me showing up. I sent him a message back saying that I was about an hour away and that I should be there by 6. He said cool that I didn't have to worry about grabbed anything to eat as they had sandwich meats there and other stuff to eat if didn't want sandwich meat I told him I was going to stop and pick up a 6 pack of Pepsi. I was in the area of his place by 5:40 so I decided to drive around the block and see if I could get a better look at the building it definitely was attached to his place and there were no signs saying what the place was and it looked like all the windows were boarded up and when I turned the corner there were a few cars in the parking lot so I pulled in rolled my window to see if I could hear anything and I couldn't so I pulled out of the parking lot and drove around the block and pulled into his driveway and up to the front of the house. I was greeted by Shawn the guy I had been talking to at the door. He stood at least 5'10 hard brown hair and eyes about 160 and somewhat muscular and all he had on was a jock strap and from the bulge in the jock strap you could clearly see that he was huge. He smiled as he rub his cock and said we're happy that you didn't back out and invited me in. As we made our way to the kitchen he took my 6 pack of Pepsi and did you want 1 or anything to eat I had told him I ate before I received his mess3but I will take a Pepsi he said ok. He pulled the 6 pack back out and took a Pepsi from it and handed me it. As we were waiting for his BF to come back we were just talking and as I was drinking my Pepsi I started to feel really light headed and hot as well as very horny that was the last thing I remembered. PT.2 coming very soon writing it now be posted in a day or two. If I get enough people who want to hear more of what on and happened this will either have 3 or 4 chapters. I have other stories as well

Just because you can do something doesn’t mean you should. Just because an adolescent is keen doesn’t mean he’s ready. Just because a horny guy says something doesn’t mean it’s true. Think with the big head, not the little head.

It was on Craigslist of all places. I couldn’t remember the last time I trolled Craigslist for dick, but his ad got my attention: Blindfolded with Poppers – You walk in. Get on the bed on your hands and knees. I come in behind you and breed you. Bring poppers. 28, good build, 8c. There were a few torso pics. He looked a little Middle Eastern with a really nice dick. Hairy, but trimmed up nicely. Fuck. I thought this is really risky, but damn it sounded hot. I emailed him with a few pictures and he got back to me immediately. He said it was simple. He wanted to fuck anonymous ass raw. I was to bring a blindfold, a jock strap and poppers. I would text him when I got there and he’d unlock the door. I was not to remove my blindfold under any circumstances. It was on. This started out with what would become a long term fuck-buddy relationship with Jason. Of course, I didn’t know his name at that time, but I’m getting ahead of myself. I arrived at this apartment complex and at first, couldn’t find the unit number. After texting him a few times I finally found it. He wanted me to walk in, strip leaving my jock strap on, get on the bed on all fours with my ass hanging off the edge and to have poppers out and on the bed. Needless to say this is nerve wracking because this could all be some terrible hoax that someone is playing and I’m caught breaking into a stranger’s apartment. I walked up to the door and with my heart pounding, twisted the door knob and it turned. I slowly opened the door and it was pitch black inside and there was some rock music playing in the background. I shut the door behind me and locked it. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I could make out a one-bedroom apartment. I walked into the bedroom and took off my clothes, adjusted my jock strap and got into position leaving the poppers on the bed as instructed. I placed the blindfold over my eyes and waited. I could hear someone in the bathroom but I couldn’t tell what they were doing. My heart was racing harder now because I still didn’t know 100% that I was where I was supposed to be. Is this guy legit and is this his apartment? I heard the door open and could hear someone walking around the room. I felt him reach across the bed and take the bottle of poppers and take a few hits. Then I felt his hands on my ass and I arched my back, practically purring. I wanted this. I wanted this unknown, unseen person to stick his cock in me and fuck me. He got up on the bed and moved in front of me. I could smell the musk coming from his crotch. I moved my head forward and I had my face in his bush. I started licking. His pubes were course and smelled incredibly masculine. He guided his soft cock into my mouth. It was cut and had a nice length to it, but I couldn’t tell at this point how well hung he was. I had his entire cock in my mouth and started sucking and licking. I heard him say, “That’s right Babyboy, eat your daddies cock.” I loved his voice and I loved that he was starting to talk dirty. It was strange that he referred to himself as daddy because I am positive I am older than him by several years. I was feeling all over his body and discovered he was built and tight with a flat stomach and a nice beefy ass. As Jason’s cock started to grow in my mouth, it became apparent that he was really nicely hung. He hit the poppers again and then held it down for me and fed me a hit. Remember I couldn’t see anything blindfolded. My head started soaring and Jason took the back of my head and started driving his cock deep into the back of my throat. He would let up for a minute and then piston fuck his cock right back into my throat and hold it there until I ran out of air. I was doing everything I could not to gag and try to control his thrusts, but he had my head locked and all I could do was concentrate on breathing and opening my throat. As a result, large copious amounts of saliva started running in a steady stream down his shaft and onto his balls and then puddling on the bed. “You like daddy’s cock, little boy? Are you daddy’s boy? Do you like this fat dark dick?” Jason pulled out and let me take a moment to breathe again. I licked his pubes and balls while I was taking a break holding onto his rock-hard ass cheeks the entire time. I had his entire crotch area soaked. This went on for what felt like 30 minutes when Jason pulled his dick out of my throat and got off the bed. Again I felt his hands on my ass cheeks and kneading them like dough spreading them apart and squeezing them together again. “Ummmm, daddy loves his little girl’s pussy. You gonna give me some of this pussy, baby boy?” I moaned and told him, “Fuck yeah.” Again getting super turned on with his dirty talk. It’s interesting that he was referring to me as “daddy’s little girl” because I’m definitely a masculine guy. I have broad shoulders, muscular legs and an expansive chest. No one ever feminized me before. I’m surprised that it turned me on and didn’t offend me. It should have. I don’t like feminine girly guys and certainly don’t want to be one. Not that there is anything wrong with that, but it’s just not my thing. This dudes mouth got me hot. At that point I felt him lean in and stick his tongue in my ass. I pressed back and moaned, “Oh fuck yeah, Daddy.” He growled and really started eating me out with a vengeance spreading my cheeks as far apart as they could physically get. I reached back searching for the poppers and suddenly they appeared in my hand. I took a nice long hit while Jason had his tongue cork-screwing into my hole. While I was taking a hit, Jason stood up and I could feel his cock graze across my hole. I could feel its heat. He took the poppers from me and started taking a hit for himself. After 2 really long draws on the bottle, he put the cap back on and dropped them on the bed. He lined his cock up with my ass and slowly pushed forward, through my ass ring and kept going until he bottomed out. When he reached bottom he exhaled and said, “I fucking love this cunt.” With that he started a steady job of fucking me; stopping every few minutes to hit the poppers. Occasionally he would pull is cock out and replace it with 3 fingers and tell me that my “pussy” was so warm from the friction. And then, he shoved his cock back in all the way and return to fucking me hard. I reached between my legs and grabbed his balls to encourage him to keep fucking me saying, “I love your daddy dick, man.” And he’d return the compliment by saying, “And daddy loves his baby’s pussy.” Jason stopped fucking me for a moment leaving his cock halfway buried in my ass. I thought he was going to take another hit of poppers, but he didn’t reach for the bottle. Instead I heard a camera shutter go off several times and knew he was taking pictures. This was a huge turn on. After a few minutes he resumed fucking me with a strong steady pace. After about 5 minutes or so, he pulled out and jumped on the bed again and stuck his cock in my face. It was warm and smelled of what I thought must be cum, but he hadn’t orgasmed yet. I started lapping at his cock and then sucking it and deep throating it like a hungry slut. I loved feeling how hot his cock was from being inside my ass. He leaned down and fed me a hit of poppers and whispered, “Do you want me to breed that white pussy for you?” I pulled his sloppy cock from my mouth and looked up in the direction of his voice and said, “Yes, Daddy, I want it bad.” Jason jumped back off the bed, got behind me and grabbed one ass cheek in each hand and plowed into my hole again and started relieving some obvious stressed on my puss. He pumped, pounded, pulled completely out and rammed back in 10 or 12 times. I was taking it by arching my back and holding still and letting him pound me hard and moaning guttural incoherent sounds. I could feel his pelvic bone every time he bottomed out in me. I was nothing more than a fucking animal in heat. He was breathing extremely hard and his fuck got faster and faster until he pushed completely forward and froze. Jason let out a deep resonating growl that sounded so primitive and sexy. I could feel his cock pulse in my ass. He shot five or six times and then buried his cock balls deep and froze again while he caught his breath. Jason laid on my back creating a layer of sweat between us. I could feel him flex his cock in my ass several times and feel his breath in the crook of my neck. Very quickly, Jason pulled his cock from my ass as if he didn’t want anything to spill out. He came around one last time for me to clean his cock up. This time I definitely tasted cum. He left and went into the bathroom. I lay on the bed to catch my breath and relished in the fuck that I’d just received. I still had no idea what this hot mother fucker looked like. After a moment, I gathered my thoughts and my clothes got dressed and started heading out of the bedroom. The bathroom door was cracked and I could see Jason’s reflection in the mirror. He couldn’t see me. He couldn’t have been more than 28. He had long, beautiful jet black rocker-type hair that he wore up high in a ponytail. He had pale skin so I have no idea what ethnicity he was but he certainly didn’t identify as white. I walked out and got in my car and stayed there again catching my breath. Jason sent me a picture of him with his cock in my ass. I love that picture. We continued to fuck the same way; anonymous, blindfolded, with poppers and with him referring to me as “boy” or “daddy’s little girl” and always referring to my “pussy.” I loved every single time we got together. I really get off on your comments.

This is a true story and happened to me on my vacation in Tunis some years ago. I was sitting in the bar at the hotel and had had a few drinks, the waiter observed me really intence and kept coming back to offer more drinks. After the last one he brought my sight grew dim and I felt that it was time to go to my room and get some sleep. The waiter looked at me and said I could order one last drink and he would bring it to my room. Well I said Ok and gave him my room number, then went to my room. Approx 10 mins later I heard someone knock on the door and I just said "it`s open-come in. It was the waiter bringing my drink. He placed it on the table and in a sudden he was sitting beside me on the bed, placed his hand between my legs and grabbed my dick outside my pants. The next I remember is that he told me to stand up, I got turned around and he pulled my pants down to my knees in a quick operation and he pulled me forward onto the bed. I felt something slip up and down between my asschicks and then a huge pain when he borrowed his arabcock deep into my guts - then started to fuck me like there was no tomorrow . . . . There I was with my pants down and with a huge arab raw dick working my ass!After a few minutes I felt I started to like it a bit and got excited myself. Then as quick as it started - it was over but I felt something sticky sievering out of me and down my legs. I`m finnished he said - go wash yourself! He offered to come back after work and he also said he had a friend he wanted me to say hello to - I would not be disappointed he promised . . . . This still makes me excited - if anyone like to make it happen again ; give me a sign 😉

Part 6 Danny: The first week at school was busy. My roommate was a freshman and was even more naive than me. It was a very different environment than junior college was. I stopped over at the piercing and tattoo shop to see what I could get. Just like with Stu, while the workers were heavily pierced and/or inked, they were really cool and helpful. I even met the tattoo artist that did some of Stu's tattoos. I decided to start small and got both ears pierced. "There's still some left on the gift certificate. Get used to those before you do anything else. There's no expiration date, but we'd like you to use it in the next year" the piercer, Willow, told me. "No problem" I replied. It was the middle of the second week that I started to feel crappy. Wednesday I felt tired, Thursday morning I woke up with a fever and by Thursday night my whole body was sore with spots of rash over my body. I went to class on Friday, but looked like hell and could barely concentrate. My roommate disappeared for a couple days, telling me he didn't want to catch what I had. By Sunday evening, I was almost back to normal. That's when I got a message from Stu. "Hi. I hope youre getting used to college life. Things good?" his message said. "Good now. Got sick last week but almost 100% now. Strange flu" I replied. "Oh? That sucks. Lots of bugs running around with thousands of students jammed together. Its a petri dish there" he sent back. "IKR Got my 1st piercings. ears. thx. some $ left on gift cert so trying to figure out whats next" I sent. "Cool. Nicer jewelry? Plugs? 2nd on ears? Septum? Tongue? Lip? Brow? Navel? PA? Nips? Ink?" Stu replied. I laughed and realized he had more ideas than I did. "Thx for telling me abt Ben. He works like a dog" Stu texted. "Flip him over next time. Missionary fun too. Teach him like u did me" I replied. "LOL I am" Stu said. I had already gotten several messages from Ben telling me the fun he'd been having with Stu. I was envious since my brief gay sex life had stopped as soon as I got to college. Now that I was healthy again, it was time to start searching for my third male sex partner. -- Stu: I'm pretty sure Danny didn't know what he was doing when he referred his friend to help me finish cleaning out and then painting the last few rooms. The comment that Ben thought I was hot made sure that when he texted me I had him over the next day. Just like with Danny, I made sure the temps in the house were warm so he would be sweating right away. The first day he soaked his tee shirt and then took it off. After that, he just took it off before starting to work. The cargo shorts showed off his ass, but it wasn't as hot as Danny in running shorts. The third day he was over he asked about what Danny and I had done. "He told me you were a good teacher" Ben said, a little embarrassed. I was disappointed that he wasn't a virgin, but when he told me that Danny had taken it, I was proud of Danny. He was even more eager than Danny and had spent a lot of time soaking up fun things to do by watching a lot of porn on the internet. He might not have experienced them yet, but at least he had seen videos so we could get right to the scenes rather than explain things first like I had with Danny. I hadn't heard anything from Danny in several days so I thought I'd check up on him. My timing was perfect. He said he had just gotten over a flu and I figured that my bug had claimed another one. He was too innocent to know what the flu really was and a drug store test would still say he was negative. His cum, though, would be nice and potent. Just like Ben's would be soon. The only problem was that Ben didn't seem to have any interest in topping. I was reluctant to let him top me and if I invited any of my friends from the city they would all know about my latest project in seconds. We kept fucking, leaving him him dripping my charged load every day. I finally pushed the same butt plug that I'd used on Danny into him one day and he looked so happy. The next time I was in the city, I stopped into my favorite toy shop and got him his own, larger plug. It vibrated and was WiFi enabled so I could control it with my phone. He started wearing it during his other job and at school and I'd occasionally send it a few commands to remind him his ass was mine. -- Danny: The bathhouse that Stu told me about didn't seem to exist anymore. There were two adult book stores, one with a theater and a web search found a couple cruising places that were popular. I wasn't sure about the cruising spots since the last thing I wanted to do was get busted having sex in public in my first month away from home. I looked at the apps too and it seemed like most of the guys looking were bottoms. As much as I wanted to feel a dick in me again, I knew I'd have a better chance to hookup if I topped. I didn't have much luck with my position listed as versatile and one guy told me "real versatile guys are rare. most that list it just don't want to admit they're bottoms." I changed it to top that night and suddenly got a lot more responses. I couldn't believe the variety of guys looking for sex. Tall, short, thin, thick, every race and mix, smooth and furry, bald and long haired, 18 years old to 80. Some looked straight and others definitely gay. Most were somewhere in between. Even though Stu had told me I was a good top and Ben had agreed, I didn't think I had enough experience. With a profile set up on a few apps, I started to look for guys that didn't sound like big sluts. I figured that they wouldn't complain if I wasn't very good and that with more experience, I'd get better. Maybe it was because I was "fresh meat" or because I now listed myself as a top in a sea of bottoms, but every time I opened one of the apps I had several guys pounce and want to meet up. After a few years of almost no sex, I was now hooking up three or four times a week. It was almost like when I was with Stu, but with a different guy each time. I just wished guys wanted longer fucks. Most were just looking for a quick one. At least the vast majority wanted it bare since I was having problems cumming from a five minute hookup if I used a condom. I didn't understand the few guys that wanted me to pull out to cum, I loved feeling a guy cumming in my ass. There were a few guys that would hit me up every few days and want to fuck, but it was never hard to find someone that needed some dick in them. I hadn't been fucked since the last time I was with Stu, but I had resigned myself to topping when I saw what the ratio of top to bottoms were. I was finding it hard to meet gay friends so Ben got to hear about most of my sexual encounters. While my roommate Tony had come out to me on the third day, we didn't really talk about our sex lives. Stu and I texted some but hadn't talked to each other since my going away party. Ben was totally different. We talked all the time and when we weren't talking, we were texting each other. Some of the stuff we talked about were his sessions in Stu's basement playroom. Ben really liked getting restrained and was looking forward to an all day session where he was going to be blindfolded. It didn't happen that weekend as planned since Ben got sick. It sounded like the same flu I got, but much worse. He was in bed for a week.

It sounded like a great 30th birthday present from my partner Bill—a professional massage followed by some hot love making. I was down with that! Bill and I ate an early supper out at our favorite neighborhood dive and I had time for a relaxing shower before the masseuse arrived at 8. I took the liberty of getting clean and ready for some deep dicking by Bill after I was all relaxed from my massage. Jon advertized in the local GLBT rag with at least a few dozen competitors. Bill chose him because he listed his qualifications and training and didn’t feature a scantily dressed photo. I laughed at this and said what if I wanted a DEEP massage and Bill promised he would take care of that afterwards. I’ll admit it—I was horny! Jon showed up on time and set up his table in the back study of our house. Bill said he was going to watch some TV upstairs and he kissed me and told me to enjoy my birthday present. Jon said he could massage me naked or with underwear on—what ever my comfort level was. I hadn’t had a professional massage and told him I wanted the works. He smirked and winked while he said, “but, of course!” As my upper thighs were sore from working out at the gym, I asked if I could start on my back. Certainly he said as he turned on a CD with soft music on his little boom box and adjusted the lights low so I could be totally relaxed. Jon was good! He covered my naughty bits with a towel when he was working elsewhere and he quickly had me relaxed and very pliable. I guess massage can be hard work because I noticed he slipped out of his sweat pants to gym shorts and took off his short sleeve shirt to reveal a wife beater and an amazing chest—heck, the whole package was mighty nice! I tried to not pay attention to him as I turned over to my stomach. He worked my back over very well and I got so relaxed my right arm slide off the table. He changed position and stood on my right side—my arm was lightly in contact with his sizzling body. My head was within the opening in the table so it could remain lined up and not turned one way or the other. All I could see was the floor but my awareness seemed to spike. There was something in that simple connection between his body and my arm and his strong hands kneading me that made me feel very alive. He started working the small of my back and pressed against my arm a little closer. I was aware that my dick was reacting to this and a sigh slipped out. He reached down to grab my hand and place it back on the table. I missed the contact immediately, but his hands started working my ass and that caught my attention. I love my ass massaged by Bill, but Jon was like a bread maker working stiff dough. Whether it was right or not, I spread the legs to give him easier access. I was so in tune with this feeling of bliss. I could hear Jon’s steady breathing over the soft music. My own breathing was deep and I was in heaven. A soft moan slipped out of my mouth as he made me more pliant than I had ever been. He worked one leg and then the other—my ass still exposed and legs spread. When he worked the point where my legs connected with my ass, I could feel precum dripping out of me and I sighed and spread my legs a bit more. Jon’s slick oiled hands worked me like no one had before. It wasn’t exactly sexual, but I was harder than a rock and was started to pant a bit. He poured a bit more oil in his hands and was now working between my cheeks. When his fingers finally strayed against my hole I gasped out loud. Was this a massage or a seduction? I was monogamous with Bill, but I was so fucking turned on and relaxed that I couldn’t make a move to stop whatever Jon wanted. It was pretty obvious that I was enjoying this special attention. My ass clenched and relaxed in time with Jon’s ministrations. Jon said he was getting rather warm and I could hear him pulling off his shirt and perhaps slipping his shorts off. I wasn’t sure. All I knew is that I was so turned on! Jon’s next move surprised me. I felt his 5 o’clock scruff against my right ass cheek. He was just rubbing up and down my cheeks and I instinctively flexed my free hand against him. He was naked! He grabbed my hand and led it to what felt like a log between his legs. I groaned as I squeezed it and he now started licking my crack. I thrust against him and started milking his mighty tool as he started eating my hole. I was now moaning and was disappointed when he broke the connection. That disappointment quickly faded as I felt him climb on the table and he grabbed my ass cheeks hard and started tongue fucking and finger fucking me. My ass was as spread as it could be and I was scooting up a bit with my ass to give him better access. He moved up further and I could feel his dick against my ass. I was a bit nervous now. I hadn’t cheated on Bill before and taking an unknown man’s dick bare was not safe! As he slid his drooling shaft up and down my crack, he reached under and pinched my nipples. I moaned anew and he started nibbling and talking in my ear. He told me that he wanted to give me the ultimate birthday present. I didn’t say a word, just felt him pressing against my slightly open hole. He kept talking and said that Bill thought a deep massage would spice up his and my sex life. I finally told him I didn’t want to get caught and this wasn’t very safe. He laughed and said he wouldn’t fall off the table and hurt himself. He then said he only topped and I had nothing to worry about. He asked if I was poz and I said no pretty sharply. He said “perfect” and started pulling me up into the doggy position. I was shaking my head no even as he was lining up to penetrate me. I moaned no as he started pressing in earnest. It felt SO good to feel that thick head pop through my first ring. He stopped and continued to tweak my nipples and talk dirty to me. He told me he knew I wanted this and he was going to take me and give me what I really needed for my birthday. I groan and pushed back against him—together we worked to achieve total penetration. I liked hearing Jon’s gruff voice as he quietly spoke and got my even more turned on by his dirty talk. He asked me who was bigger—him or Bill. “You are.” I admitted. Who did I want fucking me? “You, Jon” “When we are done, I want you to shower and then fuck Bill with your hot hole—make sure he eats your ass first. I am going to make your hole really slick for Bill to enjoy—that will spice up your sex life and make me really happy that you shared this fuck with your partner.” Jon instructed. “Your ass is going to be so open and slippery from my fuck and my seed deep in you, boy! You want that, don’t you? You want to be a hole for me to breed? A receptacle for sperm? I moaned and admitted that I did. The pounding started going in overdrive! He was quietly cursing and tell me that he was going to own my ass and mark it as his own. I hadn’t read anything about pozzing talk at this point in my life so it was just a super turn on to hear that he wanted me so bad. I didn’t know what I was asking for when he started telling me what he wanted to hear from me. I was so hard as he pounded me that I begged for his seed, for him to breed my ass and make it his. “This is so hot, boy! Your partner paid to have you massaged but you are getting bred as well! 2 for 1, boy! All, right, fag boy, here comes your birthday gift—I am breeding you…now!!!” Jon rammed in as deep as he could and I could feel him jerking and spurting within me. The feeling made me shoot then and there. “Nothing finer than a boy shooting his load when he is finally bred right!” Jon sighed. He stayed in me sliding in and out as he worked his load into my receptive hole. Jon told me to keep his load in my ass so it would feel amazing for Bill later. I complied. Bill and I had great sex that night. He ate my ass and told me how relaxed and silky it was after my massage. I was hard from thinking about what he was doing and whose load he was tasting. Jon was right, Bill liked fucking my hole after Jon had bred it. A few months later I got sicker than a dog. A sense of dread filled me and later I tested poz. I couldn't find Jon's ad anymore and I had no way to contact him. I knew exactly what Jon had meant by his words! I had been bred for my birthday!

Hi all. I don't post much on here but I do read a lot. I'm 42 and started having sex at 22. I have always been interested in sex with guys my age or older. I avoided men younger than me for a few reasons, but when I lived in a college town in the Bay Area 5-12 years ago, I eventually broadened my range to guys up to 13 years younger. These college guys were so confident and assertive that I eventually gave in. Glad I did! 5 years ago I moved to am isolated, rural place for my job. Mainly because of the isolation and small number of possible sex partners, I've had very little sex. The last two years of strict covid shielding due to multiple comorbiditied has meant I've not had sex. I have a strong libido and it definitely has been depressing for me. On grindr the closest guys are 10-15 miles away and few of them are into bears. Today I got messaged by a 16 year old who lives a mile away who was really keen to fuck. Initially I said no but then he told me that the age of consent in this state is 16 and that he's turning 17 soon. I have never been with a guy younger than 22 and as I've gotten older my age limit keeps moving up with me because of maturity issues, even just friendship. I am only interested in sex, and the mutual sexual attraction seems strong but I have a lot of concerns. He is either pretty inexperienced or is actually a virgin and while I know that is a turn-on to some, I feel weird about that. I never thought I'd be considering hooking up with a guy this age, but I would really like to have a regular fuck buddy and he does too. I worry about someone this age making an unhealthy attachment. The most I can offer is a being a sex buddy. How do I assure myself that he is mature enough to understand what heathy boundaries are? I don't want him to get hurt. Even after 5 years, small-town, rural life is really foreign to me and it presents a host of concerns around privacy that weren't a worries in large cities. What if his parents have a way to geolocate his phone? We'd have to have sex in some wooded area because I don't feel comfortable having him over. I never thought I'd be considering this. Any advice is welcome. If he really is a virgin, I want it to be a good experience for him.

Let me add this, about small-town, rural life: Most of the people around you know everybody’s grandma, and the social grapevine has grown tendrils that reach into every imaginable nook and cranny of the place. It has to be that way, because people separated by distance need a communication network to survive. But that network means that everybody knows just enough about everybody’s business to be dangerous. Gossip is rife, rumor is malicious, and speculation is imaginative, leaning toward the scandalous and salacious. Small-town folk are small fish in a small pond, but the biggest small fish is the big fish in that pond, and they’ll get nasty to make sure they stay on top. It doesn’t matter who they have to devour. Small-town folk tend to circle the wagons pretty quickly if they find anything threatening among them - and by ‘threatening’ I mean ‘new’ or ‘different’. Tolerance and acceptance are not a big thing in rural places on the whole, contrary to what they might have you believe. They might portray themselves as smiling faces willing to help s stranger, and they might be - as long as you keep on moving. Don’t act like you might settle in amongst them, or the smiles evaporate like morning dew. I come from such a place. My family settled here in 1819. Because I had the audacity to spend part of my childhood elsewhere and get above my raisin’ and go to college out-of-state, I am not considered really a native here even though I was born 25 miles down the road and have lived here in this house my grandfather built and my father was born in for the last 21 years, on land the family has owned since the Civil War. No one is openly out here; anyone who tries feels the consequences. Yes, there’s a certain amount of open hostility, but that’s not the worst of it - it’s the silent conspiracy of the grapevine that spreads gossip - and judgment - throughout the community where you never see it, but suddenly you’re no longer spoken to, or invited, or voted for, or included in any part of the life of the rural community. I have begun to think of this place as a kind of Hell on Earth. So don’t imagine that a tryst with a local 16-year-old would go unnoticed for long (what 16-year-old has any discretion whatsoever?) and don’t imagine there won’t be consequences. The hills have eyes and ears.

See, a perfect example of being in one of the largest cities in the world, but if you have a past in porn, people will remember you. It's like being a great trick, someone may have played with you 15 years ago, and had a great time. You may not remember them, but the minute you walk in the door they call you by your first name and tell everyone what a great time you are. I think it is the same for porn performers. I know many who worked in porn subsidized their income by escorting, and those folks too, remember you well. I have had clients who I first saw in Philadelphia, only to book them again in Florida, and they remember me the minute they open the door. The world is a smaller place than we think, and also media will follow you forever. You can stop running your ads for escorting, but if you made a film in the early 2000s, it's still readily available. I laugh at these guys who are 20 or 21, they act like people didn't have sex in the 80s, 90s or early 2000s. I am a bit taken back when they make remarks like "oh I would never have sex with someone in their 30s or 40s". Buddy, yes you will! If you are good, people remember you, and they will respond accordingly.

I know that anon sex is pretty popular but I wonder how many guys are like me, who are ONLY into anon sex. I don't even like watching breeding videos of boyfriends fucking and my favorite videos are the walk-in totally anon hook-ups. I remember meeting a Latino guy once at a sauna in Toronto. We went into my room where he fucked me and bred my hole. Then, when I went on a visit to Buenos Aires I placed an ad for an anon hook-up and the same guy from Toronto showed-up. That night he stayed over in my hotel and we had two good breeding sessions. But then we never fucked again and we are now friends. I have a couple of other guys who are now friends. I only like taking anon loads.

I woke up this morning and my boyfriend was in a shitty mood, so instead of fighting, I moved out to the couch on the living room. I started thinking about the guy I have had over a couple of times in the last few weeks but, since it was a Saturday, I decided not to text him (usually he comes to my house during the weekday while the bf is at work and we don't text on the weekends) So I opened up grindr instead. I had no real intent on 'actually' hooking up with anyone else, more just wanted to stroke a bit to the banter. Well, the guy happened to be on grindr as well and asked what's up. He said his husband was still sleeping and that he could either come over to me or I could go to him and he'd fuck me in his basement. I heard my bf stirring in the other room and recognized that it was too risky for him to come to my place while the bf was home. We went back and forth a bit and some time went buy without any solid plan so I resigned that nothing was going to happen. In one last effort, I texted him that I had to head out to the store so could stop by his place if it wasn't too late. After I left the store, I thought I was just going to head home, but he REPLIED! He said, 'where are you at'? I told him I was only about 5 minutes down the road and he said Stop by! I immediately got hard thinking about what was about to happen. It was also during this time, that the bf called me about wanting to go to a movie and asked how long I would be.... I told him about 20 more minutes. I then texted the new guy (his name is Will) and asked where I should go when I parked there. Will said that his husband would be upstairs but he had a door off the garage that led to the lower level of his house. As long as I was quiet, his husband wouldn't come down. He left that side door open and told me to enter. Once I did....there he was....a handsome 35 year old, large man with dark skin, a cute face and that BEAUTIFUL cock I remember so well. He was wearing nothing but a stark White robe and looked sexy AF! He led me through the garage, put his finger up to his lips (as if to shush me) and led me to the basement family room and immediately took off his robe, revealing his dripping masculinity to me. I immediately dropped to my knees and sucked him as best I could (my mouth doesn't really fit around his THICK, and long cock). Once he was hard, I asked for the lube and he immediately grabbed the bottle and lubed up his cock, pulled off my pants and put me on my hands and knees on his couch and spread some lube over my waiting hole. I was positioned too high for him so he grabbed my hips and moved me to preciesely the height he needed me to be and proceeded to press his fantastic cock right into my hole. The lube he had was better than what we used before because he slid in without 'too' much whimpering on my part. Usually, it takes me several minutes and several tries with breathing room in between for my hole to accommodate his massive size...but this time...it just worked! He went in slow and after the head breached my ring, I felt the pain but he kept pushing and then had his full length inside me in only a few moments. I LOVE that feeling when your man's cock is fully inside you and you then feel his hips rest up against your ass....yum..... Will likes to moan and be verbal to me...saying things like 'oh yea baby' and 'you like that cock?' or 'Oh my, you got ALL of me inside you!' and things like that. Well this time, he couldn't for fear his husband upstairs would hear. So he just quietly moaned. I did my best not to moan as well and just shoved my face into the back of the couch cushion. Whatever lube he used made his cock feel EXTRA amazing as it slid in and out of my hole. Will seemed to LOVE it too as he didn't last as long as usual and proceeded to start breathing heavily and in one final push, he shoved himself as far as he could inside of me and let the beast unleash! I could feel every pulse of his cock as he shot load after load deep into my insides. It was enough to cause me to shoot, hands free, all over the towel Will conveniently left under me on his couch. I proceeded to pull up my pants as he put his robe back on with a HUGH grin on his face. I whispered 'thanks! That was so nice!" and he said the same back. I quietly walked back through the garage out the side door and back to my car. A few minutes later, he texted me 'THAT WAS SO HOT!" I said, Hell yeah it was! I can't wait for a repeat!

I’d always been interested in the chems scene, I’d done party drugs as a younger guy but now in my 40s had never fucked on any chems, just some poppers and occasional weed. I was in a London hotel on business and had a regular hook up with a fuck buddy of mine in the early evening. He’d left me well fucked and with an ass full of cum but just before I went to sleep I hopped on Grindr to see who was about. It was quite late and I found myself chatting to a guy a little older than me, Hispanic, hung and a top. he asked if I’d be up for some T and G and I said sure. He was at my hotel within 20 mins. He set things up, I grabbed some coke from the mini bar and we did a ml of g each and he got me puffing away on his pipe. We had the shower running hot and smoked in the bathroom so as not to risk setting off alarms. As we did this we were naked and got to drop to my knees and start sucking on his thick brown cock. It was huge and as it grew in my mouth I struggled to deep throat it all. as the g kicked in I found myself panting and feeling more sleazy than ever before and begging him to fuck me. we moved onto the bed and snogged and 69d for a bit, he used his fingers to open up my tight hole and get me ready, I huffed some poppers as he did this. Then he lay me on my front abs pushed my face into the pillow as he began to stretch my ass wide open, easing his thick cock into my hungry ass. I closed my eyes and moaned and writhed beneath him, loving how horny and hot I felt. soon he was ball deep inside me and beginning to really fuck me, pounding his huge cock into me as I pushed back into him, both of us dripping with sweat. after he’d fucked me in few positions he pulled out and had me suck his cock for a while. Then suggested we blow some more clouds and top up on our g too. Whilst on the bathroom smoking and getting hot we both cruised on line and found another top guy who said he was hnh and ready to blow a load. he was with us within 15 mins, he was tall, really tall, and when he got naked had a massive rock hard cock. He smoked some with us first and he and my friend shared the pipe whilst I sucked them both. then they took me into the bedroom and proceeded to take turns at both ends. The new guy said soon that he was going to cum and pounded away hard and deep on my ass as he filled my with his heavy load. He pulled out and I licked and sucked his cock clean, tasting his cum and my ass on his thick my limp dick. he cleaned up and left and my buddy said it’s still early, I’ve got plenty of chems left and I’m going to use you all night and get others to do the same!!

Well, as a true versatile, I have to say neither one feels better for me - they are simply different. I wind up topping more often than not, because tops are more in demand and because my endowment assures that it will be asked of me (why I don't know, big is good, but small is perfectly fun if the guy has a modicum of skill). Do what you enjoy! But being versatile doubles your chances of having a trick on a given night 🙂

Very insightful, and thanks for sharing your thoughts and feelings on that matter. As I read along, I found myself in complete agreement with you, and although I’ve never been with a woman I can intellectually see your point there as well. There is no question in my mind that psychologically, sex is even more powerful and important than just the physical aspect to it.

Chapter 18 The guy saw blood and cum where the Pig was sitting. He covered it up because he didn’t want to scare the pig away. He had lots panned for this Pig tonight. The guy left but before he did he found the spare room key card an dot it in his pocket. He might need it later The guy got out of the shower still reeling from what had just occurred to him. He was also sweating and needed more up his ass. He also wanted his cock sucked. He was confused and wasn’t sure what all he wanted but knew he needed some extreme play. His pone dinged with an alert. He knew that it was the hidden cameras at home. He looked at it an noticed there were several alerts that he hadn’t seen. He was interested but needed to get to the bath house before it got to late. He figure when he got back later tonight he would look at them. He got dressed and put his jacket on and gathered the lube, poppers and the Gatorade. He also grabbed a bottle of water the hotel left there. He was really feeling funny and thirsty so he opened the second bottle of Gatorade and drank almost half of it down. He grabbed his Key card and left. He walked to that bath house. It seemed to take forever to get there and he was sweating had. He thought he was over dressed but it was one of those very cool evenings. He went in and signed in. He also purchased a year membership to the place. He planned on make this one of his normal places to come. The guys behind the counter processed him in and did a quick check of the items in his bags. They saw the water and Gatorade, lube and some poppers. The guy could tell by the look on his face that he was on something. With the sweats they figured Meth, and a strong hit. Little did they know that the G was processing thru him, driving him wild with a need that only another addict would understand. They gave him a room about two doors from the stairs leading to the basement. They figured he was there to experience the ultimate in depravity. And they were right. As the Pig went in one of the workers greeted him on the other side. He handed him his towel and gave him a kiss. The Pig was startled and was more startled with his response. He kissed the worked back. Their tongues touching. At the same time he worker grabbed the Pig’s crouch and squeezed it. The pig moaned into the worker’s mouth. The worker nuzzled the Pig’s neck and reached around and slid his hand into the back of the Pig’s pants. The worked rubbed the Pig’s ass cheek but couldn’t get to his crack. It didn’t matter to the Pig. He was so wound and spinning that all he could do is whimper in heat. The worked said “ I will look for toy later when I have a break.” “ I think have something you will enjoy”. The Pig left and went to his room. He noticed it was next to the stairs going down to the basement. He went in and sat down for a minute. He got the last bottle of Gatorade out and finished it. He was so horny now he would jump anything. He stripped and after putting his valuables in the locker he sat down for a minute. He was sweating again so he decided to find the shower and take a quick rinse off. He walked down to the shower and passed a few guys hanging around in the halls. The pig only had his towel and it was around his neck. Before he got to the showers a guy grabbed his cock. The tingly feeling he had was unusually strong. It felt great. He stopped moving and let the guy have his way. The other guy was behind him and started rubbing his ass. The excitement of everything hit him like a brick, His ass was so sensitive he felt like he was flying. The guy in front of him knelt down and stared licking and sucking his cock. The Pig was in heaven. He felt the guy behind him spread his butt cheeks. He felt a hot beath on his hole and then tongue. It felt different that the guy earlier and was hot probing his tender hole. He suddenly was caught in a dilemma. He loved the mouth pleasing his cock. He wanted to push into it but when he did the tongue in his ass could not get in. If he bent over to allow access to his over heated ass then the guy in the front couldn’t suck his cock. This didn’t last long and the guy behind the Pig told him to bend over. When he did the guy in front of him helped him bend further and grabbed the Pig’s cock firmly. The guy behind him stared really getting deep. The Pig’s ass wasn’t real tight anymore and the guy suddenly stared sucking hard on the Pig’s sensitive rosebud. The Pig stared to straighten up but couldn’t because the other guy had him bent and was tugging in his cock. The guy behind him said “ Tastes like this Pig has already had something up his chute “ . the other guy said I wondered they way he was walking and sweating. They suggested they go to the showers to get rinsed off. This sounded great to the Pig. He was really hot and very horny in a relaxed way.

Not to split hairs, but turns out that a "g-spot" is something only women have (technically called the "Grafenberg Spot"). Only men have what has come to be called the "p-spot" (the prostate). i think it's an in your face fact, to those who think it wrong for a man to receive cock, that a man has an erogenous zone that can cause intense pleasure and an orgasm if fucked a particular way. Maybe strangely, my own experience with my p-spot has given me more understanding of women, and i think it's something that blurs the lines between gender roles. The longer i live, the more inseparable a Mans physical Cock becomes from what i think of as His psychological or inner Cock. To me, the latter is the need, energy, drive behind His physical Cock. i've been seeing a Man the last several months who had ED. He believed it was psychological, though it was difficult for Him to unravel. As a total bottom, i confess it was hard for me to not have the connection of not getting fucked and bred by Him, but i decided up front to hang with Him for awhile, taking Him at face value when He told me His cock still worked physiologically. He even got Trimex, a very expensive ED med that is injected into the cock with a needle. It never worked when we were together. i kept it light and encouraging, not wanting to add to His angst. A big part of what kept me going was His inner Cock, it was big and fertile. The last time we were together (i live in OR and He lives in CA), the damn broke for me. It was night 2 of a 4 day visit and i was straddling Him my ass in HIs face. He loves the visual and opening and eating my "pussy." While that was happening, HIs cock got hard and would have been perfect for fucking, but He just kept eating me out, and it started to go soft after about 5 minutes. But He was getting more turned on by my pussy and started masturbating His cock while eating me out and then came that way. That frustrated the fuck out of me, while He was in a state of bliss. He sensed my frustration and asked, and i let lose and told Him how frustrated i was never having had His cock in me and seeing His seed wasted that way. He got defensive at first, but we talked it out and it was a good discussion. i wasn't blaming Him, i was just frustrated by my own need for Cock. Strangely, the next morning He woke with a hard on, turned me on my side and slid in for the first time. He fucked me all day, on and off, pissing in me twice and coming once. That both turned me on and mellowed me, i got what i needed and He took a sort of possession of me that happens when i receive a Mans whole Cock and pleasure inside of me. my point of sharing that is to attempt to explain the connection of the psychological and physical. i was married to a woman for a long time and learned how to give her both clitoral and g-spot orgasms. She much preferred the g-spot orgasm and would literally grab and shove me inside of her when i was going down on her and she started coming clitorally. i came to realize she always wanted me inside of her when she came. Even more, our sex life reached a point where she didn't care as much about her orgasm and it was important for her that i "just take" her. I.e., she needed my drive/energy/need/desire, my inner cock as well as my physical one. That, unfortunately, was not something i could conjure as a gay bottom. i could go through the mechanics of sex and fulfill her physical need, but not her inner pussy. After we divorced and i was exclusively bottom and gay, i started to realize how similar i was sexually to my former wife. That both my physical and psychological sexuality is dependent on a Man (and vice versa i think, i see it as ideally symbiotic). i have experienced p-spot orgasms, and i am surprised with how similar they are to what i have experienced with a woman. There seems to be more of a psychological element (at least for me) with a p-spot orgasm. i've had guys hit it over and over and come close, but not. Then i have had guys hit it and at the same time He was in my head and fuckig me there as well and i came uncontrollably from it. i've tried to replicate the experience with dildos, nope. i don't use dildos on myself at all anymore, i'm just too much of a bottom to even be able to fuck myself lol. idk, i don't pretend to have it all figured out, but there is a connection and energy that has accompanied my times of cumming from being fucked, like i have a psychological and physical p-spot. Having experienced it, i don't even wanna cum from having my penis touched, it's a disappointment and feels wrong, like a compromise? And i have wondered if this is how women feel, when their pleasure is dependent on their partner? When it happens, and the Top is present both physically and psychologically, whether i cum or not, sex for me is pillow biting good and fulfilling. sorry, that was a ramble.

This was a couple of nights ago and I'm still feeling horny about it. On holiday out in Gran Canaria PDI. I went out to the Yumbo and decided to visit Construction which has turned itself pretty much into a giant dark room at the moment. It was naked/underwear/jockstrap night. I went in, paid my fee got a locker but kept my shorts on as I was commando underneath. There were quite a few naked guys around so I thought fuckit and took them off. So I was there totally starters wearing just my boots. I started speaking to a hot Scottish 6' tall musclebear who was fairly new to all this. And then went to explore. Within a few minutes I bumped into the bear again who immediately pushed me against a wall and started snogging the face off me. We did that for about 10 mins before deciding to go somewhere private. In the cubicle we sucked each other off. His cock was nicely proportionate to his body and fuck he leaked preacum like a tap. I turned him round and started rimming his perfectly muscled hairy hole while he held himself against the wall. After a little time he started moaning heavily so I turned him round and sucked his cock again. He grabbed the back of my head and said he was going to cum before pumping a load down my throat. We made out some more and then parted ways. I wandered for a little while but it was still early so I decided to try another bar, the Box. In there I met a guy from home, a sexy top cub with a nice fat 8" uncut cock. He had me on my knees fucking my face for a while before he wanted to open me up. He fucked me up against a wall occasionally pulling out for me to deep throat and lube up more with spit. He was fucking me hard and getting close so stopped as he wasn't ready to cum yet. I went along to cruise in another club "cruise". After a bit of wandering I went into a glory hole cubicle where the holes are raised and guys stand on platforms so they can look down at you servicing them. This hot daddy muscle type hairy guys slips his cock through and I go to town worshiping it. Another fucking beautiful dick. 7" at least, really fat, it fills my mouth, and uncut with plenty of foreskin to get my tongue under and slide back and forth as I suck. He comes down after a while and we go into a private cubicle. I get naked and he takes his shirt off but keeps his shorts on. He's hairy all over, big hairy balls, a thick Bush of hair and a thick trail leading up to his furry chest. He fucks my throat giving me little breaks to catch a breath. I get him nice and wet with spit before turning round and letting him slide in. Its a bit of a stretch but the other guy has opened me up enough. He starts with slow methodical stroked before building up to give me a pounding. Grabbing my shoulders to make sure each thrust is balls deep. He starts to grunt and pushes right up to the hilt and holds there while he unloads 8 or 9 volleys of cum into my hole. He gently moves back and forth while letting the rest of his cum fill me up before pulling out as I clench careful not to spill any. I turn round and clean off his cock and foreskin, using my tongue to milk out all the excess cum. It's so tasty, sweet and thick. We make out for a bit before getting dressed again and parting ways. I'm not done yet so I hunt around more but don't find much. Instead I head back to the Box and find my local bud again. This time he's ready to cum and fucks me over a bench with other guys watching. He plants his thick load into my pre-loaded hole while I beg for him to breed me. The other guys are pulling their cocks watching me take this cubs load. I'm always polite and clean off his thick cock after which just doesn't go down. So I keep sucking for a while but it's clear he won't cum again. Damn it. We talk for a bit about hooking up back home and go back down to construction. Its busier now so I get naked and spend time wandering round, sucking some big dicks and chatting to hot guys. Finally I need to cum myself so I jump in a sling and a hot Spanish musclebear comes to fuck me. He isn't very big but has a nice curve to his cock that hits my prostate with each thrust. It's not long before I can't hold back and shoot my load over my belly. Spent and happy I make my way back to the hotel. Fuck I slept soundly with my hole loaded and belly full.

Although the age of consent in your state is 16, that doesn’t mean the law would be okay with the two of you engaging in a sexual relationship. Or any relationship. Rightly or wrongly, same-sex interactions are treated differently than heterosexual ones; and even if he’s old enough that a charge of statutory rape isn’t applicable, there are any number of other charges that could be applied and result in your being labeled a sex offender. I sympathize with both of you, and wish you were free to pursue this, but it’s a huge risk. Please be very careful.

As a cumdump I enjoy getting fucked anonymously. And it’s pure mental pleasure. It’s like I am giving total freedom for the man. I don't see him, I don't know who he is. So he can enjoy without any reciprocation, he can even be bad at sex, who cares? Anon sex is pure non judgmental and free sex. In a society based on performance and reciprocation, anon sex is out or the norm and liberating.

It's certainly true that in most cases, once eyesight is damaged, it may never return fully (although the amount of loss can be anything from "almost imperceptible" to "total". Of course your poz friend with CMV was not on meds - that was my point. "Fuck flu" happens within a week or two of infection, as a symptom of converting to being HIV positive. NOBODY in that circumstance is on meds because they haven't been diagnosed yet. If he was infected and was not on meds and developed CMV, that wasn't fuck flu. That was the collapsing of his immune system due to advanced HIV infection. "Fuck flu" is not a general term for flu-like symptoms experienced by poz men. It specifically means symptoms occurring shortly after infection.

So works been crazy and this time of year it’s a 6 day 80 hour gig. The things you do for commission. anyway it’s been about a month and I stopped at my favorite adult vid store with booths and hooked up with a fucknut who happened to walk in a little bit after me. We went to a large booth, stripped down and put me on all fours on the ground and just ducked me relentlessly. He loves that I’ve stretched out my hole so it gapes and is a little lose as he loves to pull all the way out and ram it back in. When he was close he got me completely prone and unloaded big time. Then he stayed on top of me and in me like that for a good two minutes telling me to take every drop. Pure heaven. little while later it got slow and I hooked up with this other guy with a smaller dick but rock hard. Started blowing him for a while but he said he needed lube so I’m like no worries and he left the store. Half hour later he comes back and says he went to get lube from home. So I start blowing from home and it only took one taste to know this line wasn’t meant for my mouth. Sure as shut he flips me over and just impales me with that rock hard cock. After 10 minutes he lets loose one of the hugest loads of the year. Try as I might, I can’t keep it all inside. So I went to a glory hike booth to jerk off figuring I might as well enjoy the cum dropping down my leg. Another guy the. Pops in and I start blowing him. He wasn’t into fucking me so I blew him really good and he too dropped a huge load in my mouth and leaves. I swallow a little, spit some on my chest and tits and use the rest as lube for my dick and I shot mine. A productive and relaxing 3 hours.

I had heard that a local bookstore had an active restroom. I’ve go one several times over the last several months and nothing. I decided, spur of the moment, to go today. Got there, went to the middle stall and heard someone in the disabled stall. sat quietly, trying to determine if he was playing with himself. I tapped my foot; nothing. Tapoed again, twice in succession, and then bent down. I saw his foot tap and we tapped once more each to confirm. I reached my hand down and motioned him over. I was NOT disappointed. Thick and hard cock, 7-8”. Pubes salt and pepper. I jerked him a few times, before getting on my knees. Sucked him good and deep, moving to get the whole thing in my mouth and throat. He pulled out and motioned for my dick. I’m all bottom, so nothing usually happens with my dick. I scooted forward to give him access and he tried for a couple minutes. Nothing. I pulled back, motioned for his dick. He did not move back toward me, but was beating fiercely. I took my favorite position for this, head and face below his dick. I begged him once, “Shoot on my face.” Sadly, he didn’t shoot on my face. That fucker blasted one of the hugest loads I’ve ever gotten under stall. it went over my shoulder, on my neck, in my ear, on my right cheek, front of face, arm, floor. I scooped some from the floor and hot back on my toilet. I rubbed cum in my crack. I took pics of the cum on my face. scooped that up and shoved it up my ass. while I started jerking off, I could feel more dripping in and out of my ear, down my neck. I of course scooped it up to use to jerk off. glad I made the decision

A few days ago , a local soldier (very early 30s) a complete slag who loves to be fucked ass up head down on the bed in his army house in a thong and fatigue bottoms. I have met him a few times , but often away on tour , he always used to take a bit of persuading - but PREP has allowed him to release his inner slut. We were chatting and he asked if I was up for a fuck , I answered id would defiantly do him with a load in him. I would guess he's popular with a few regulars , what's not to like with a fit squaddy cum dump who's always game. He lives at accommodation near the base I have a trade means van so can park easily - its always a rush walking though the estate with fit army guys and there wives around. Normal format I arrive , he's on the bed ass up , but this time with some cum on the bed from the other guy - no need for any subtlety just straight in him up to my nuts. He is lovely and warm with the other guys load , it didn't take lock to add mike very deep arms round him to get maximum penetration.

Chapter 17 The guy alternated eating and fingering the Pig’s ass. The burning sensation was diminishing but he had an unusual warmth deep in his ass. He started moaning with the new sensations and the fact that everything the guy did felt more sensational than before. It was as if it was his first time all over again. He didn’t want this to ever stop. The Guy stood up and placed his cock at the Pig’s ass and asked him “ You ready for my dirty dick to spear you? “. The Pig said “ God yes. I am on fire “. The guy started pumping his cock in. he would get deeper with every thrust, It seemed that his cock was growing bigger with every inch in. the guy got not a steady rhythm with only about half of his dirty cock up the Pig’s grasping hot ass. The guy said “You’re gripping me just right, I am already getting ready to shoot you full “. The Pig was panting. He could never remember feeling this way. He wanted this guy to own him, make him do any nasty forbidden acts. The Pig said “ Yes, I need it. I am on fire inside”. The guy had a devilish smile and asked the Pig “ Are you going to be my fagot little whore tonight and do everything I tell you to do”? that was what the Pig needed to hear right now. He hoped to be forced into the most deviant acts by someone. He answered “ Yes Sir “. With that the guy stared pumping at a ferocious rate. He was working his cock all around in the Pig’s ass but keeping the last couple inches out. There were still come things he held back for the Pig. One was the unusual shape of the guy’s cock. While the guy’s cock was normal at the tip, it got thicker as it got to the base. The fact was that it was so thick and without proper lubrication it would probably split the Pig’s ass when he lunged in. He had broken more than one ass and planned on this being just another victim to his style of debauchery. He was on the edge and pulled back leaving only the head of his cock in the Pig’s ass. He was on the edge of blowing his load an the Pig said “ No. Don’t stop.” “ Please give it to me “. It didn’t matter that the Pig said that because he planned this out all the time but hearing the Pig plead for it made him want to rip up this Pig’s ass. With that he pulled back in the Pig’s Hips and shoved forward hard and went to the root of his cock. He knew that the Pig wasn’t ready for this. He probably figured it would be the same but he was dead wrong. He once called his cock the inseminator because it would knock up more cunts and asses. The Pig squealed when he finally felt the true thickness of the cock in his ass. Even though he was spinning he could feel the pain of his ass getting suddenly split open. The Pig could feel the Pulsing of the guy’s thick cock as it filled the Pig’s ass. The guy leaned over and said “ You had one of the tightest asses I have broken for a while “. He added “ It felt great and don’t worry, you’ll be souse enough for the Bath house”. He pulled out and the Pig stayed where he was. His ass was still throbbing from the intense intrusion that he just received. He finally rolled over and sat up. His ass was leaking and he didn’t care at this point. The guy had his shirt on and handed the Pig a bottle of Gatorade and told him he needed to hydrate and to drink it all before going to the bath a couple bocks down the street. He was thirsty and took a big drink of it. He thought it tasted funny but he figured it was because of what he was thru and he was very thirsty. The guy said to make sure he took another bottle with him to drink if he needed more. The pig had no idea that not only did the guy push some Meth up the Pig’s ass but was now giving hm a big dose of G. the Gatorade he was drinking had a big dose and the guy had slipped an equally large dose in the other bottle. The Pig sat there sipping on the bottle and watching the guy get dressed. He noticed how thick the base was and commented that to the Guy. The Guy said “ Yeah. Most guys can’t take or run when they see it, that is why I prefer my guys to be ass up and not seeing it “. The Pig could understand that but as the guy was showing his half limp cock and the thick base the Pig noticed a tattoo above the guys cock. He took a second look and saw it was a Bio-hazard tat with a big ‘ + ‘ sign one it. He asked the guy about it and the guy said “ It means I am HIV Positive with extra “. The pig had almost all the Gatorade gone and had a question look on his face. The guy seeing this said “ In my case. I am Toxic. Never been on meds and I also have Herpes and Gono “. The Pig’s eyes sprang wide open when he heard that. He didn’t care what happened tonight but the consequences of the actions suddenly hit home. He also had the feelings in his guts that he wanted more and was starting to get really horny again. The Guy helped him get up and told him to get a quick shower and head over. He said that he was going there now and would look for hm again. The pig went into h shower and didn’t look back. The guy saw blood and cum where the Pig was sitting. He covered it up because he didn’t want to scare the pig away. He had lots panned for this Pig tonight. The guy left but before he did he found the spare room key card an dot it in his pocket. He might need it later

Within half an hour two more guys had shown up, they’d come together from a club and were both a bit tipsy and coked up with rock hard and decent sized cocks and they got to work straight away at both ends of me whilst my buddy made sure I had regular puffs and stayed topped up on g. just as the two clubbers were cumming he left the room. I was on my back on the bed with my head hanging off the side so one of them fucked my throat and pumped gush after gush of hot cum down my neck, there was so much I dribbled out the side of my mouth and I thought I was going to choke. At the same time his mate slammed in and out hard three times, filling my ass with yet more cum. As they were getting cleaned up my buddy came back in the room with a young black guy, he got stripped and did some t whilst I got to work on his cock. By now we’re just smoking in the room, I didn’t care anymore. I still had cum all over my face and chin from the last guy and his big cock grew quickly in my mouth and soon was filling my throat. he flipped me over so I was face down and got on top of me. I was face down and flat on the bed but he pushed one of my knees up so I was sort of side on, my sticky, cum filled ass open to him, he straddled my straight leg and started to nudge his now huge and rock hard cock into me. my buddy just held poppers under my nose saying it looked like I may need them, despite how used my ass was. As the new guy pushed further and further in to my wanton ass I found my buddies cock and begun sucking and licking it so it got hard again. He snogged the young guy over my back and it all just felt so passionate and horny. we stayed like this for a while when there came a knock on the door and it was two more guys my buddy had arranged, a French couple who turned out to be staying in the same hotel!! They got stripped and straight down to it. The black lad let them get in my ass right away and they asked if I wanted to two cocks at once. I just told them they could do whatever they wanted, so on hot to the edge of the bed so his feet where on the floor and told me to get on top, I got is long cock inside me and leant forward to kiss him. As I did so, his boyfriend began squeezing his cock alongside the other. I groaned and shuddered as his bellend popped inside and his length side into me and they both started to move. I had never felt so utterly filled up. As I my head started to swim the young black led came and fed me his cock, fucking my mouth as he held me still. My fuck buddy was stroking his cock and watching saying “fuck yeah” as this all happened. Before I knew it the French guys both came together and I could feel the cum gushing out of my gaping ass when they pulled out. the other guy then got behind me and just pounded away until he gave me his load too. They all cleaned up and left. by now it was about 9am, I was covered in and full of cum and my fuck buddy and I still had to cum. He loaded the bowl one more time and we both did another hit of g, we then 69d for ages, him on top, working my cock and getting almost his whole hand in my ass at the same time. I was alternating between sucking his cock and eating his puckered ass hole. eventually he said he needed to fuck me so I got on my back with my legs in the air and he fucked me as we snogged and he wanked my cock. It didn’t take too long until he was moaning and filling my ass with yet another load. he got off me and we went back into a 69 so I could taste and clean his cock whilst he furiously worked my cock and finger fucked my ass…when I said I was cumming he shoved his mouth on to my cock and took my huge load in his mouth. After I’d finished jolting and shuddering, he came kissed me with my cum swirling between us and thick sticky globs and strings. he got up and showered and every when he kissed me goodbye, I was still laying naked, a sticky, sweaty, spunky mess and I fell asleep like that for a couple of hours before waking up, showering and making my room presentable enough before I checked out!!!

Finding a partner at a sauna is not a bad idea because the masks are off. I knew of a couple who met at the sauna. One of the guys who was a bottom was in the orgy room, with his ass up in the air. The other, who was a top, walked into the orgy room and watched the guy getting fucked. He waited and gave him a second load. They exchanged info and they have now been 15 years together. They met in an anonymous kinky environment which really helped their relationship.

Dark steam room, while blackout drunk or high… That’s the best anonymous sex. When you don’t even remember the next day.

My first attempt at this and purely fiction so cut me some slack, please. And it's getting later (and the story is getting longer) then I intended but if you guys like it, I'll add more. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I work in a call center for a local insurance group. Nothing exciting or very challenging. It's located in a strip mall that used to have a lot more traffic till the economy tanked. As it is its just us and a hair stylist across the parking lot. Across the street is a large park that backs up to the local high school. The park has your normal park bench/tables but as you get close to the high school football field there are some metal bleachers. Now, let me say up front I am not a chicken hawk. I like my men to be MEN! Boys just don't do it for me. Yeah, yeah I hear all the time 'those tight asses', but I'd rather have a man who meets me thrust for trust and whose ass knows just exactly how to suck on my cock! On the flip side, (pun intended), if I'm the bottom I don't want my top to blow his load in three strokes or he just shoves it in and out with no finesse. Give me an experienced man any day. I get an hour for lunch so I generally grab my lunch and a book and head over to the park. My lunch is usually at 1:45 so the kids are usually in class anyway. One day I was seated at one of the park tables eating my lunch. The table was located under a large spruce which provided some nice shade on the hotter afternoons. This particular day I glanced-up when someone took a seat at the other end and opposing side of the table. The guy who had just settled onto the bench was one of the hottest young men I've seen in my 32 years. He was right on the cusp of manhood, but still has that boyish look, like he could be anywhere from 15 to 21. He stands around 5' 6", but compact as hell, maybe around 110 pounds. He was wearing a form-fitting Champion shirts that one might buy at Target, and he was obvious had had a great six pack going on, as well as the 'Y' shaped bod most of us older men fondly remember and remember fondling years later. He had dark brown chestnut hair with hints of red, a smooth complexion that was pale as milk, even in the middle of August, a small rather sharp nose, a strong chin, over all the type of classic looks that would get you anywhere or anything. I'm not a slouch but I'm nothing like this kid. I'm 6' and around 180lbs. I do my yoga, ride my bike and watch what I eat, so I'm slim, but not ripped like this kid. I have normal brown hair with a fair share of silver which started when I was 16. I have a very young looking face but with the silver in my hair and my goatee it cause people to give me a second glance. I have attractive features some say I'm handsome, others say I'm cute, so I guess I some where in the middle. Also, from all my biking I also have a great ass, and my cock, although not porn star material, at just over eight inches, and is a little thicker then most. The other thing about me is I never pull out. I can't, no matter how hard I try. It's as if my body refuses to stop till the seed is planted. I'm the same way as a bottom don't you dare pull out till every drop is where it should be. As I checked him out, (discretely, I thought), the guy look over at me and asked "Ahhh, is it ok if I sit here? It's kind of hot on the bleachers and it's easier for me to do my study hall outside away from... I mean I'd rather be outside then cooped-up." "Sure, not like I need the whole bench for my seven course meal," smiling at him and my joke. Apparently my approach hit home 'cause he smiled, seemingly a bit more at ease. I got back to my book as he unloaded his backpack, taking out a couple of books and some paper. I was trying desperately to concentrate on my book, but after reading the same sentence for the fifth time in ten minutes, it was pretty obvious (at least to me), that this wasn't going to work. I was just about to head back to work when the guy wadded up the sheet of paper on which he'd been doing some figures, and angrily ripped another sheet from his notebook. "Having some problems there?" I couldn't help but ask. "Yeah I'm not to bright and this math isn't really easy for me." "Well, some people just don't have a knack for math. My sister is one of them. She's a wiz with grammar though and can write a thesis in no time flat, but balancing a checkbook is like rocket science to her." "Well, that may be but I'm not good at math and no good for most things, as I'm just not that bright." This struck me as pretty odd, since as good looking as he was, I expected he'd be bragging about something, anything, but instead he just keep putting himself down. My paternal instincts start to kick in and I just want to help this kid. "Here let me take a look and see if I can help." I reach over for his book. "Do you mind?" "Oh no, here" and he hands over his book, albeit a bit reluctantly. As I took a look at the book, I saw that it was basic algebra, which I had studied it in my freshman year. I thought to myself "Maybe he isn't so bright but damn, with those looks he really doesn't need to be." "Which problem are you working on?" "Number 12." "Ok, so here we have..." and we spent the next 20 minutes working on his assignment. To my surprise he wasn't really stupid, he just didn't know how to approach the problem, even if he seemed to know the rules of algebra. Once I showed him where to start the analysis, he got right down to it, and he seemed quite capable, so I just handed him the book and said "Ok, do it." After a minute or so he said with a happy smile, "I think I've got this now." "Sure looks like it to me, but hey, I have to get back to work. Oh, and by the way, my name is Jason." "Quinn. Very nice to meet you. Uh, I know we just met and all, but can I ask you a favor?" Here it comes. He's been hustling me and now comes that hit on. "Sure you can ask" I replied very flatly. "I see you out here every day. If I have any more problems with my home work, could I run them by you?" Caught completely off-guard because this was NOT what I was expecting, all I can do is nod my head and stutter "Ahhh sure, yeah ok, but shouldn't you ask your parents for help?" He looked at me, obviously surprised by my question, and replied "You don't know who I am?" "Yeah sure, you're Quinn, the kid I just helped. Should I know more?" At this Quinn lit-up like a Christmas tree and replied with a smile "No, not really," as packed-up his book and papers, got-up and began the walk back to the school. As he left I had a clear view of the sweetest ass ever. It wasn't quite a bubble butt, more like just RIGHT THERE. And it was so firm I found myself wishing I was his shorts, especially since it was obvious he didn't wear any underwear. Then he turned around and called-out, "Hey Jason, if you're up for it, could you help me tomorrow? I have a test on Friday and could really use your help." "Sure" as I swallowed and literally wiped the droll that was trying to escape the corner of my mouth. This was how it started. Next thing I knew I was tutoring Quinn on my lunch break, which was a combination of shear torture, frustration and pride. Yes pride, 'cause although this young man had my hormones racing, it also felt good to be able to help someone who really needed it. It turned-out Quinn was very bright, but no one seemed to want to take the time to find out. I also noticed that the other kids seem to avoid him. As discretely as I could, I asked him about their behavior and he shrugged it off, saying "Their parents don't want them around me 'cause of my mother. Besides I'm too old." Thinking very quickly, I decided to explore the less-sensitive of the two prongs he brought-up, so I responded "Now that's an odd thing to say. How old are you?" "I turned 19 two weeks back. They say I'm to old to stay here, but as long as I don't cause any problems I can finish out the year. I got held back a couple of years cause my mom didn't get me to school enough and I missed too many days." "I'm sorry to hear that, but we'll get you through with flying colors" and with that I grinned, and again he lit-up. Damn I loved to see him smile like that. It's as if the sun had gone nova or something. Then a few weeks later, when I got back from my lunch break, my friend John, who was also my supervisor, came-up and quietly said "So smooth, ain't he. Young and nubile yet knows just what to do." "What the fuck" I asked just a bit to loudly "are you insinuating?" All I could see was red and I was on the verge of decking my supervisor and friend. He was not put-off, however. "Oh please. Don't get all high and mighty with me. Everyone know's Quinn's mom pimps him out and he just about the best 'ride' out there." It was like someone just dumped ice water on me. I just stood there, shocked, my mouth agape. That a woman could do that to her own son! And then to have a friend, who I thought knew me better, then all-but accuse me of joining in on the fun was just to much. In a very quiet voice I looked stared at John saying merely "You have confused me with one of your sick perverted fantasies, and you evidently don't know me, and for that matter I guess I don't know you as well as I thought I did. If you EVER bring this up to me again I will have you in front of HR so fast you'll have no clue what hit you, and then I'll let Missy know just how much you know about that 'smooth ride'! With that I turned around and went to my desk seething the entire way. For the next hour I couldn't get a damn thing right. My calls sucked, my follow-ups where none existent, and finally I got a call from the branch manager, Tim, to come into his office. As I entered the office I saw John was also there and the anger I had tried to control burst out: "Just what the fuck did you tell him? Did you just telll him about what you thought I was...." "JASON!" Tim said firmly "there is something we need to discuss and I need you to settle down please. Now this is a small office and conversations are easily overheard. Now, close the door and take a seat." As I turn a glaring eye on John I noticed he looked a bit dejected, and he was beat red. "I happened to be coming in the back door from my lunch when I over heard you two talking. Now as branch manager I'm required to report inappropriate comments from supervisors to employees to the HR department, regardless of whether or not the individuals are, or used to be, friends." With this he gave a rather flat look to John, "but I would prefer to handle this another way - if you two consent." Just by the tone of his voice, I was sure John had already consented to whatever Tim had in mind, so I needed to be careful. "Ok, how do you want to handle this." "Well, it may surprise you to know I know Quinn, and have always felt he had more potential, but I've never been in a position to help. I now find myself in a position to where I can give a small amount of assistance. It seems you've taken him under your wing and have been helping him with his homework. Don't look so surprised, Jason, You used to come back from lunch 15 minutes early, and now you're racing for the time clock, generally five minutes late. So I figured that we could make this a win-win for almost everyone." Again he gave John that flat look that basically said 'Except for you and you'd better just like it.' Tim continued his remarks, saying "I'd like you to increase your tutoring efforts with Quinn, and I'll give you an extra half hour for lunch that you can devote to this purpose. To cover the lost time either John will cover your shift, or if you prefer, you can simply work a half-hour longer each day, your call. In addition, given the onset of Fall and Winter, I'll give you the keys to the empty office next door so you can tutor Quinn in there. In addition I'll have a coffee pot set-up, or hot chocolate for you two, as well as provide paper and pens. You think about it and you can let me know by the end of the week." "No that wont be necessary" I replied without hesitation. John's head jerked-up and he was sweating like a pig with that deer in-the-headlights look. "I'll do it. I'll just work an extra half-hour at the end of the day." John suddenly look relieved, but didn't look at me or Tim. Tim looked at John, asking "Does that work for you?" Rising to his feet, John replied "Yes sir, I'll take care of the supplies for the next room and get the coffee and cocoa" and with that he headed for the door. "John, don't forget to get Jason a set of keys as well." "Yes sir" and with that he was out the door. As I stood to follow John, Tim said "Jason, please shut the door and take a seat." I shut the door, took a seat, and gave Tim a sexy wink, trying to make my voice sultry "Yes, boss, anything for you, sir!" Tim and I went way back. We actually roomed together in college, and although he is now married, he and I had some fun times before then. Now he's totally devoted to Laura, his wife and she in turn loves me to death so all's good, but Tim and I still occasionally chuckle about the old days. Tim laughed and then said, "Hey, I need to tell you a few things okay. Just between us." With that I had the worrisome thought 'Is everyone fucking this poor kid?'. "Don't get that look. It's not what you're thinking. You know how long Laura and I've been married." "Well duh I WAS your best man, or was I her brides maid? One of the two, at any event." We both chuckled at that. "Ok, smart ass. How long have Laura and I been married?" "You two were married Dec 21, 1994 'cause you wanted everyone to be there, so you lined-it up with Christmas since everyone was going to be there for the holiday." "Right. And you remember my bachelor party?" "Well some of it. I kind of got lost under Jack Daniels so that I had an excuse for not playing touchy feely with the lap dancer. Ick. For days all I could remember about her was her boobs, and I remember thinking 'I just don't see what you guys see in them'." "Jason,....that lap dancer is Quinn's mom." "OH! SHIT!" "OH wait, OH HELL NO!" I'm mentally adding up dates and suddenly it dawns on me. "Is Quinn your son!? No he can't be. He doesn't look anything like you." As I said this, Tim reached into his desk drawer and pulled out an old photograph, sliding it across the table to me. "This is my father when he married my mom. I took after her, but do you see what I see?" And there in the photo was Quinn, Maybe not exactly Quinn but close enough. Tim continued saying "I've always wanted to help him, but as understanding as Laura is, I'm not sure she'd be THIS understanding. I can't see her accepting that I fathered a son with the town whore. I don't think it would fly too well. So yes, I do have an ulterior motive, but I know you'll do what's best for him and I trust you." "Well thank you for telling me and I fully understand. I love Laura to death but yeah, somethings are better left unsaid." I left Tim's office feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all. I never thought helping a young man on my lunch break would open up such a large can of worms! The next week brought with chill winds of autumn and we were both happy to be inside. Quinn and I were quit comfortable around each other by now and I pretty much could read him. Like most people he had his good day and bad days but he never really let it show I could just sense it but knowing his mother and how things where I didn't want to pry to much. One day though we had a major turning point, which I should have honestly expected. Quinn showed up and he seemed very uncomfortable, just kept fidgeting and wouldn't sit still. "Quinn, what's wrong?" "Nothing, I'll be fine." "Ok saying you'll BE fine, means your not fine right now what's wrong?" "I'm just sore. That's all." "Sore?" "Yeah, Mom had some work for me and I guess I just over did it." "Wait, what kind of work?" I could feel my temper working up to a full steam. Quinn just looked at me like he was ready to breakdown. I couldn't take it, so I pulled his chair close to me and put my arm around his shoulders, saying softly, "Hey, you can talk to me. It's ok." "I don't want you to hate me like everyone else." "What?! Why would anyone hate you?" At this he started to shake all over and tears started running down his face "Cause my mother's a whore and I'm a whore too, I have to be 'cause she is." At this I thought he would just shake himself apart. I pulled him tighter to me and stroked his back, which cause's him to flinch. "Hey hey, its alright. I don't hate you, in fact I'm very proud of you, you know that right?" as I backed away a little. "How can you be proud of a whore's son?" "Hey stop that now! Just because your mother chose that doesn't mean that's what you have to be!" "But I am, I've had to in order to have a place to stay or food. Mom uses most what she gets for drugs and if I don't do what she says she will kick me out and I have no place to go and I have to finish school this year or I won't be able to and..." at this point Quinn is starting to get the sub-sups and can't speak to clearly. I move closer to him again sensing he needs comfort, he leans into me but as I put my arms around him he stiffens up. "Hey buddy, it's ok. I won't do anything to you." "It's not that it just hurts." "I know, buddy, people shouldn't treat you like that." "No, it's not just that. My back side hurts" he mumbled and then started sniffing again. "Ok, let's take a look." "NO! You can't see me like that" "Hey, hey, hold on. Take it easy. I just want to make sure you're ok, that's all. I need to know how badly you're hurt." "Please, I don't want you to hate me" he sobbed. I gently took hold of his chin and turned him to face me, and looking directly in his eyes I told him the truth: "Quinn, I will never hate you for what your mother makes you do, or for what other people do to you. I've grown to care for you a great deal. You're practically a son to me. Now please let me see." With a little coaxing I got Quinn to turn around and lift up his shirt. All across this gorgeous young man's back and below the waistband of his pants were welts. I was shaking with rage, and seeing my reaction, Quinn started to cry again. "I knew you'd hate me." I quickly put both my hands on either side of his face and pulled him to me. "I do NOT hate you. I hate who ever did this to you." And with that I leaned over and kissed those perfect lips. It was just a peck, that was all, but every part of my body screamed to make it more. 'This young man is mine - how dare anyone touch him like that' raced through my brain. With ever ounce of my being I pulled back and, with my thumbs, wiped his tears away. "Is it worse below your belt? Did who ever did this to you hurt your privates." I felt kind of silly referring his cock that way, but to my mind he was still a kid, no matter that my hormones were trying to convince me otherwise. "No, it's the same." "Ok." I took a deep breath to calm myself. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Jason, you can ask me anything." "Ok, this isn't going to be easy but I need to know. When your mother has you do these 'jobs' for her, do you use protection?" "Yes. Always. Mom says I'm no good to her if I'm diseased and she makes it clear they can do anything but that." "Ok. I know that but do they ever force you to, well you know, not use protection?" "Once in a while, but I never let them and I'm always careful to keep an eye on everything cause if I get diseased then I'll have no place to go." "Ok, well that is not true." And with that I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote my address and phone number down for him. "You can call me or come over anytime. I don't care if it's two in the goddamn morning. If you need a place, call me or come over. He looked at the address and asked "Hey, this is over by Shanty Mart, right?" "Yeah, just cross the street and two houses down. With all the plants in front." Hey I'm gay, okay, and have to have a front yard to make Martha proud! Quinn sagged into my chest and mumbled "Thank you Jason, you don't know what this means to me." He hugged me and turned then around as if he was afraid again, saying "I need to get going. Mom will be expecting me home soon." "Ok, but remember call or come over if you need to/" "I will" as he headed out the door. Two days later it was Saturday and I had a full day: grocery shopping and running errands in the rain sucks, and not in a good way! I was in my robe, and having just finished dinner, I was washing up dishes. As I glanced-out the window I saw someone walking on the sidewalk across the street. I didn't think much at first, other then the poor sucker should have a rain coat or something. A bit later, as I was rinsing I saw what seemed to be the same person walking by, going the other way. Again at first I didn't think much about it - whoever it was just must have forgotten something at the market. But then a third trip and I realized the person seemed to be looking at my house and he (or she) had my full attention. As I peered through the rain, trying to get a clear view, I thought 'That can't be Quinn', but I put down my dish towel and headed for the door, knowing internally that it was him. I opened the door as he was headed down the street yet again. "Quinn?" He stops and turns around and looks at me. Even at this distance I can tell he's upset. "Quinn, get in here now!" He jumped, but hurried towards my house. "I'm sorry Jason, I didn't know where else to go" He sobbed, throwing himself into my arms. Now, as hot as it is to have a gorgeous young man throw himself into your arms, it's not so much when you are wearing only a bath robe and the gorgeous young man is soaked to the bone in 30 degree rainwater. Perhaps 97% of my body was eager to get the hell away from the cold, while 3% of my body was stretching up to get a better view. It's amazing how my dick has its own brain. I swear it does! "That's why I gave you my address, silly. Come in and let me get you something warm to eat and wear." I pulled him into the house, and he stood there, dripping water everywhere. "Ok, hold on. Stand right there and take your shoes and clothing off." I swear my dick was doing talking and it just over-rode my brain. I went to my bedroom, grabbing a spare robe as well as some towels out of the closet. Coming out of my room and I swear my cock just snickered that he had gotten one over on me. When I told Quinn to take off his clothing, It never crossed my mind what the total impact of seeing this young god completely naked would have on me. Now I found myself stopped dead in my tracks, my jaw on the floor, fighting with my hormones. Even as I took in the scene, I found myself telling myself he was too young, that he was just a kid, he wasn't my type: Quinn's body was ever more perfect then I thought. It was fairly obvious he did some serious abs work outs as he sported a washboard stomach, full pecs, and the smallest nipples I'd even seen. His legs were muscular, and not one pubic hair to be found, no treasure trail, no peach fuzz on the balls, nothing. Of course this only made what looked to be no less then a 10 in cock to look even bigger. I though 'How can someone that petite have such a huge cock? I mean if he gets hard he'll just tip over'. I couldn't stop staring. Frankly, he looked like Michelangelo's David, just with a better dick. Absolutely perfect. "Ahhmmm, my mom makes me shave it all off. She says that the guys like that." Poor Quinn. He was flushing beet red, mistaking my stare of lust for repulsion. "No, it's ok. I just forgot you don't wear underwear." "How did you know that I don't?" Oops. Caught. "Well, ahhh, with the shorts you were wearing this summer it would have been obvious if you did." "Oh, ok. Hey, could I have the towel please? I'm freezing." With a guilty start I rush over to him and handed him the towels. "I'm so sorry. Here, dry off and then put on this robe. Have you eaten? I'll make some hot chocolate to warm you up." With that I dashed into the kitchen, calling out "I just finished putting away some chicken Cesar salad - if you'd like some." "I don't want to inconvenience you more then I already have." "Quinn, stop it. I just said I just put it away. It's right here and you're never an inconvenience. Ok?" I quickly threw together a salad for him and had just set it on my kitchen table when he walked in wearing nothing but my robe, his wet clothing in his hads. Fuck, I was jealous of that robe right then and there - wrapped around his body like that. "What should I do with these?" "Here, let me have them." I took the clothing from him, wrapping them up in the towel he had used to dry off, just so the clothing didn't drip all over the floor. "Sit down and eat and I'll put these in the wash" I hear the hair slide across the floor as I open the closet with the washer and dryer and get his clothes started. I come back into the kitchen and he's packed away the salad already. "Damn were you hungry or what? Do you want some more? I have plenty really." "No thank that was plenty, but can I have another cup of chocolate please?" "Of course" I grabbed his empty cup and turned quickly so as not to stare - the robe has parted in all the wrong <RIGHT> places and I was trying to control myself. I filled the cup with water, shoved it into the microwave and turning, asked "So, what's up?" "Mom has a job and I needed to be else where, and as it's too late to hang at the mall, I thought I'd see if it was ok to come over." The microwave shut off and I took out the water, added the coco, stirred it up and turned to face Quinn who was seated at my table practically naked. I set the cup down in front of him and sat in the chair across from him with the table hiding everything below the waist. Just looking at his chest was problematic enough. "Well you welcome to stay the night if you don't mind the couch. It folds out into a bed so you should be comfortable enough." "Really? You don't mind? Do you want anything in exchange?" He said this almost fearfully like he expected the worst. "No, my young friend, I don't expect anything in return." "Jason, can I ask you something?" "Of course." "Are you gay? You never talk about women, but you also have never tried anything with me, although it seems at times like you would like to." "Yes, I'm gay, but I've only ever wanted to help you. I don't take advantage of kids." "I'm 19. Only to my mom's 'friends' am I a kid." "Well, I'm NOT your mom's friend. In fact, and I'm sorry if I upset you when I say this, but I'd gladly string her up by her twat and hang her for what she's done to you!" I had to take a few deep breaths to collect myself, 'cause again I was at war with myself. Part of me was infuriated with the injustice of what she did to him, and in my mind, no one had the right to touch MY boy! "I'm not upset. I've kind of stopped loving her. I just stay there 'cause I have to to finish school." "Okay. Well, enough depressing shit. Are you tired or do you want to watch a movie? Also, you're more then welcome to use the shower anytime you like. Just use the towels hanging next to it. They're clean." "I think I'll take a shower and go to bed." "Okay, young man. While you shower I'll make up the bed and I'm gonna hit the sack myself. Help yourself to the kitchen if you get hungry." With that we both stood up and his robe parted briefly. He gathered the robe back in place, but not before my dick took notice. I quickly adjust my robe and headed down the hall to get fresh sheets for his bed. Quinn followed right behind me. "Bathroom is right here. Help yourself." Quinn walked past me, only to stop, and turning towards me, he said "Jason, thank you so much." With that he hugged me and I could see he was trying not to cry. I put my arms around him, as I also firmly clenched my dick between my thighs. "Hey bud its what friends do" Quinn then kissed my neck and I think I heard him mumble "I love you" and then he was off into the bathroom. I grabbed the linen and headed over to make the bed thinking 'Fuck. I'm gonna have blue balls for days'. I made-up his bed and my task done, I headed into my room. I usually sleep naked but figured I should probably better put something on, so I grabbed a pair of loose boxers and got into bed. I could hear Quinn when he got out of the shower and a minute or so later I heard him rummaging around, getting settled into bed. Surprisingly, I quickly fell asleep, and I found myself having the most incredible dream. David had come to life just for me. He's gently caressing my chest and ever so delicately nibbling my tits, as he whispered to me "No one's ever been so good to me. Jason, I think I might be in love with you" as he kept touching my body, and in the process, carefully slid his hand into my boxers and took out my cock. It was completely covered in precum. I'm a slimer and can soak through the front of a pair of jeans in no time. He slid his hand up and down my shaft, caressing my cock, slowing milking more precum out of me, fondling my balls with his other hand, still very softly, as if he was afraid of moving to much. I found myself gasping at the sensation: it was so gentle and my body tingled all over. My cock jerked and I can feel it was oozing yet more cum. Suddenly David's hands were gone and the bed shook. About then I started to become aware that I might be experiencing more than a dream - especially when I felt a man's back press up against my chest and an ass pressing up against my cock. "Quinn?" I felt a hand grasping the base of my cock, and I gasped, unable to speak. "Hmmmm, yes. Do you like this Jason?" Quinn was now sliding my cock head all over his tight opening, and in the process, of course, his hole was covered in my precum. I gasped, trying to think, but my cock was over riding all rational thought. "Quinn..., I can't...." "Sshh. It's ok. I've never been with a man I wanted to be with, I WANT to be with you." "Quinn you don't understand, I can't...." As I was searching for the right words to explain that once I started I couldn't stop, my cock head popped into his tight hole. Now I was gone. The sensation of Quinn's tight ass massaging my cock head was more then I could take. I stopped trying to speak as Quinn gently rocked back and forth, working more of my cock and precum into his hole. I tried one last time "Quinn you need to know something." "Yes I need to know what it feels like to be with someone I love to be with someone that wants me for me" And I do, cause I really do want him. Want to make him mine. I put my arms around him and pull him to me as I start to work my cock deeper into his ass. I precum is slicking up the way but I'm still thicker then most so I'm taking my time knowing my cock is spurting up his ass and lubing him up good. I as I gently work my cock in and out of his ass I use one hand to pull his face to me and gently kiss his lips. It start out soft like everything about this did but it quickly get more passionate. Quinn is like a drowning man gasping for his last breath. He's pushing his ass back onto my cock and trying to swallow my tongue. I feel him wince as he pushes a bit more then he should. "Easy baby no need to rush I got you and I got what you need. Let me do the work" I gently pull back to just the crown and flex my cock. I can feel the precum oozing out of my head lubing up his tight ass. Gasping "Oh my god that feels so good" I flex my cock again and Quinn moans. Now that I've got a couple of good squirts of precum I slide an inch back in. "Feel that baby" I flex again. That's me lubing up your hole, that's my precum and my dna getting into you. Your going to be mine more then you counted on" I slide another inch into him and stop to flex again. Now my other hand is caressing his chest and my lips have found his ears. I'm not sure which is more sensitive for him as each time I tweak his nip's his ass spasms around my cock but each time I nibble his ear he tries to push further back. I've got 4 inches in his sweet ass and my cock wants to charge the rest of the way in but I want this to last and I have to make Quinn mine I have to do to him what no one has over done. I'm going to make love to him but I'm also going to poz him up. I can't help it. I want him, he has to be mine. I tried to tell him but once my cock was in he was going to be bred and it was my toxic seed, my dna that would be knock him up. I pull back a 1/2 inch only to give me twice that back. "Jason <gasp>, Oh my god, Jason OH" Quinn can seem to finish what he's trying to say as each time he starts I push in a bit more of my cock. "Ok baby here you go here's the last bit" and with that I shove the last inch of my cock deep in this tight ass. Damn it feels like a python is squeezing my dick. This boy is as tight as they come even considering what his mom makes him do. I pull him tighter against me and roll over on my back. He lays his head against my head board and I start to pull out, the grip on my dick is amazing and then when just my cock slide out and thrust it all back in at once. Quinn lets out a moan and his ass just quivers around my cock. I slowly pull out and ram it back in a few more time getting him loosened up. Now I have him turn around and face me. Damn the boy is hung and I'm going to enjoy having that in my ass but that's for another time. My cock is in place and be damned if he's coming out before his job is done. I grab Quinn's hips and raise him up and then drop him on my cock. His eye's open wide as my cock viciously rams his prostate and cum squirts out his cock. He isn't cuming yet just my cock hitting him just right to force some of his boy juice onto my chest. Oh fuck that's hot. I repeat the process and am rewarded with a couple more shots of cum on my stomach. Quinn is moaning and grinding down on my cock like he's cowboy at a rodeo. I'm getting close but I need to do that job right. I pull Quinn to my chest and roll us over so he's on his back. He instinctively wraps his legs around my waste. I grind down into him hitting is sweet spot and making his cock jump. I can feel my own venom building up, my balls are aching my cock is flaring up for the bite. I start to pummel his ass hitting his spot every other thrust. Quinn is alternating between gasping and moaning. Suddenly he stiffens up and without any other friction other then our sliding stomach he shoots his load between us. He's shuddering like he's in the middle of a seizure and his ass is milking my dick for all its worth. This is just to much and my cock expands and lashes out. Its sends its venom deep into Quinn's ass making him ours. My cock feels like its never going to stop shooting. I've shoot at least 7 times deep into his ass and I'm still throbbing and pulsing inside him. Quinn has his arms wrapped around my neck and is kissing me and crying at the same time. "shh shh its ok baby I'll take care of you" "Jason no one has ever made me feel like that. They don't care how I feel the just fuck me and they don't care how I feel" I sit up with my cock still nestled in his ass "I'm not like those guys when I say I'll take care of you I mean it" "yeah I....Jason....what's that?!" With a shaky finger he points to tattoo on my left pec. "You know what that is and what it means don't you?" "OH NO! Jason NO!"

Where are those people who used to arrange old/young orgies? Have not seen any of them in a while and I would have thought with the help of apps those parties would be happening more but in fact it seems to be the opposite. Too bad I live in a studio flat the most I can have are 5,6 people max.

you'd be surprised at what guys desire at a young age. Having said that, I always treat younger guys are an innocent until I get to know them. Be gentle , but definitely go for it - some of my best memories are with younger guys. I would not rule out fucking, just let the evening come naturally. Don't be selfish, let it be about him, and then you when you know he's a slut. breed his ass

I've just bought my ticket for Folsom Europe in September - can't fucking wait. 2019 was a fucking epic fuck fest from the queue to get in the door through to the next morning 🙂

I was 15, walking down Gratiot Ave on a Saturday night. The avenue was packed with cars. I noticed an older guy (30ish) in a yellow Plymouth Duster checking me out in my thin small running shorts, tank top, and flip flops. As I approach the corner, he pulls up in front of me. Asks for directions. Long story short: we drive to a park where he sucks my dick, eats my ass, before he bent me over a picnic table to fuck his seed in my young hungry hole.

For me being flogged releases the endorphins and takes me into another head space. My favorite is being fucked doggy while being flogged on my back.

Been active since '89, with little condom use and taking raw loads until end of '13, then started PrEP. In the '90's, personally knew two guys who (worked in the same industry) got pozzed and had complications. You know it's a small world when your in Denver for a distributor show then visit Denver Swim Club and run across to other vendors reps. Had a few STIs' that were treatable & got tested.

I love it when he tells me when he's going to cum and then lets me take a deep breath before he cums against the back of my throat.... Most guys haven't said anything and they just cum in my mouth.

I posted earlier but have another thought. While I like cock in my mouth when it cums, I should mention many of the tops do like me keep my mouth open and tongue out so they can watch themselves cum in my mouth. I don't mind doing this as I am the cocksucker and whatever I can do to please the person using me, I am happy to do.

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.

You will have fun doing this! As a top I once collected used condoms from a street where straight guys go to fuck sex workers, dumped the contents in a BBRTS bottom's ass, and fucked him. Knowing that he had sperm inside him from three random men, plus me, was a huge turn on. I don't think there's specific, relevant research on this point, but given the moist, warm environment inside a condom, I would proceed as if I'd barebacked with multiple people of completely unknown sexual health status. (For me, that would mean remaining on PrEP and promptly getting STI tests after playing — or timing high-risk play about a week before my monthly STI tests.)

I had decided to go off my meds to mark my 20th anniversary of converting to POZ. My return to toxicity was to coincide with the beginning of my three month winter vacation on my favorite Mexican nude beach. I had been pozed during my very first visit to this out of the way beach town. My pozer was a handsome Mexican about ten years younger than myself, probably in his mid 30's. He had a slim, fit body but the outstanding feature was his gorgeous smile that lit up his entire face. Those warm inviting eyes just pulled me in and cemented my desire to submit to anything he had to offer. When I first noticed him standing still in a crowd of dancers on the beach I was taken by his smile but certain it was not meant for me. I was sure he was cruising the four naked gym bunnies dancing behind me. I certainly would have been if I thought I'd have half a chance. I couldn't figure out why he made no move to approach them. He just stood there and smiled in their direction. I couldn't help it, but I tried not to stare at him. His smile was so magnetic. I realized I was loosing the internal staring battle and decided on another tack. I danced over beside him and when I knew I had his attention motioned to the four and said 'yeah, they are hunks aren't they?' He smiled and shook his head. In broken English he said, "I saw you last night in the street. I said to myself what a handsome man." You could have pushed me over with a feather. I stuttered, "Oh ... uh ... um ... d ... do you wanna dance." We began to seductively dance around each other. Even though many were dancing naked he was wearing shorts and an open button down shirt, I was dancing in very baggy shorts that kept threatening to slip off. About the fifth time I reached to pull them back up he grabbed the waistband pulling me in for a close dance. We could now feel each other's erections through the shorts. He reached inside to hold my hardon and said, "Let's go take care of these. " I had no intention of resisting as he took my hand and led me down the beach. We soon established he spoke very little English and I speak no Spanish. He wanted me to know up front that he only plays the active role. I assured him I love the passive bottom role. He then led me to his impressive home by Mexican standards. Without fanfare we were toasting with shots of mezcal, three each in quick succession. Suitably tipsy any of our remaining clothes were quickly ripped off. I was led upstairs and under the mosquito netting on his bed. I immediately went down on his nine inch thick cock. His instant moans made it clear he was enjoying my oral technique and I was not disappointed that his fingers were already playing with my hole. He let me deep throat him for a while and tested my endurance by holding my head down from time to time. I love drinking down a load, especially if it's going to shoot against my tonsils but I had no desire to miss a ride on his beautiful fuck stick. I was relieved when he moved me up on my hands and knees and dove in to eat me out. There was lots of spit, tongue fucking and fingers stretching my hole. Clearly he had lots of experience preparing tight asses for the onslaught of his massive tool. Remember this was twenty years ago, condoms were the norm in hookup culture. Most of the time you didn't even need to say anything, you could usually count on the top to automatically sheath up. That's why I was a bit surprised when he introduced his raw cock head to my bare hole. Without checking my assumption I decided he was just teasing me and decided I would tease him by pushing back . 'Just the tip' I thought, 'how could that hurt. ' With his raw cock head penetrating my hole I turned enough to see his face. He winked and bathed me in that stunning seductive smile. Every thought went out of my head and I became pudy just waiting for him to do whatever he wanted. He raised his eyebrows which I interpreted as him daring me and without a thought we both participated in him suddenly being balls deep bareback in my ass. If there was a thought in my mind it was 'fuckin dominate me man, take whatever you want. ' After giving my ass a moment to adjust he leaned into my ear and whispered, "ready?" I just nodded my head and he laid into a powerful doggy style pounding of my ass. I was so engrossed by the fuck that I totally forgot we had no protection. Totally lost track that a stranger was barebacking me for the first time in about 15 years. Twenty minutes of "harder", "deeper" and we were both soaked in sweat and panting like dogs. I motioned for a break and he pulled out of me. I instantly wanted him back in but he had left the room. He returned with a joint and glasses of water. Leaning against the bed head we shared the joint and topped up on water. Our free hands were stocking each other's cocks back to hardness. Soon he was maneuvering my head to line my mouth back up with his cock. Without much thought I gobbled it down. Soon he was lining up to take my ass missionary style and even though I watched his raw cock slide in I didn't protest or resist. I was in fuck heaven, my ass was his to do as he pleased. Besides his magnificent eyes kept me mesmerized. After about twenty minutes he had moved my legs over my shoulders and bent me in half. The full weight of his body pinned me in this awkward position. It hurt a great deal, but even more so I was ecstatic that he was totally in control and claiming me so fully. He'd become a drill press and his big raw cock the bit punching deep inside my very being. One thought dominated my mind by this point. 'I just want to make him cum. ' 'I want to give him the pleasure of an awesome orgasm. ' My excitement and anticipation grew as his breathing grew more and more erratic. One final thrust, he pinned my tortchered body and shot rope after rope deep into my guts. My first raw load in years. I was over the moon! He asked me to stay the night. We spooned with him at my back and quickly fell into a deep sleep. In the wee hours of morning we awoke a couple of times and each time he proceeded to drill press another load deep into my vulnerable guts. He cooked breakfast as I showered. I came down only wrapped in a towel and found him finishing up working only in a short sirong. As we sat across from each other I let my eyes drop from his gorgeous smile and for the first time focused on admiring his slim body. No six pack, but very close. Well defined hairless chest and shoulders but not gym manicured. Only then did I realize he had two black tattoos. The first a simple arrow on the side of his stomach pointing toward his cock. The second a small black plus sign to the left and slightly above his sexy left nipple. I chocked on my coffee. "Ah ... um .... fuck man, is that what I think it is?" "What?" "The tattoo on your chest?" "Si." "You're HIV positive?" "Si" "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" "Why?" "I've got three of your loads in me. You may have infected me!" "Si, didn't you want?" "What the fuck man! What made you think I wanted to be pozed? " "I never hid it, my shirt was open when we met. You came home with me to get fucked, no?" "Yeah, but I hadn't seen the tattoo." "You didn't stop me ... ask for condom." "How long? How long have you been poz?" "Si, quattro " "Four years?" "No months." "Meds?" "No." "Fuck man you could be very toxic!" "Si, very toxic." "Have you infected other guys?" "Si, si, dose" "Did they know it was you?" "Uno si, dose no. We were drunk." "What did he do when he found out?" "Left his wife and had me fuck him again." "And the first guy asked for it?" "Si, si! Begged for it like you. 'Breed me, fuckin breed my ass!' " "I didn't beg for it." "Si, si, second time. And third 'fuckin A man, fuckin knock me up ' begged for my toxic letche. " "Holy fuck man ... no!" Opening his sirong and waving his massive tool he asked "You no want?" All said with that seductive smile and those warm inviting eyes. I was on my knees with his cock deep in my throat in an instant. Next thing I knew I was bent over the breakfast table taking him up my ass. RAW, BAREBACK! This time he had asked before sliding in, "condom?" "Yes" He moved to go get one and was opening the packet as he moved back in behind me. Just as he was about to roll it on I was surprised to hear my voice ... "wait... wait ...why bother? ... fuck me raw, knock me up if you already haven't!" And he did, breeding me several times per day for the next three days 'til I flew home. Two weeks to the day of taking his first toxic loads I was admitted to hospital sick as a dog. Now it was twenty years later and I was going back to celebrate my conversion with style. What better way than to breed and poz some ass. He and his partner had also taken med breaks so they'd be toxic to recharge me; and, as many other negative guys as my three months would permit.

Part 2: Inside it was dark, except for porn playing on the tv hooked up to a computer across from two double beds. One bed had nothing on it, the other had some clothes and looked like it was being used. Beyond the bathroom, which was closed but with the light and fan on, was a little counter on top of the fridge. On the counter was a tray with a few types of party supplies, some I knew of, others that didnt look like anything I had done before. There was a metal plate with a bunch of pills on them that were mostly crushed up. I saw poppers, what looked like some molly, maybe some coke, and a few other items in baggies and such that didnt make much sense. I started to feel warm and figured I needed to be quick, so I took off some clothes leaving my t-shirt and jock on while holding my poppers in one hand and the phone in another. I checked Manhunt again. He messaged. Hotel guy: “Get on the bed ass up, face down. You can help yourself to some party supplies if you want. Send a message when you are ready.” I took a look at the supplies, decided to try a rip of what looked like coke, and crawled into the bed. The hit was so intense. So much stronger than I was used to or expected and I had a brief moment where I felt like maybe I made a mistake, but I couldn’t do anything about it. I sent a message but everything felt blurry, I think I wrote, “Ready”, but it could have been anything. I tossed my phone next to my head as I buried them in the pillows, took a big hit of poppers, and groaned as I heard the door to the bathroom open. I focused on the sounds in the room, but it felt like the porn was turned up and I couldn’t hear much. There was a loud and hard smack on my ass that drove my face into the pillows even more. It should have heart, but it felt like electricity and made my whole body vibrate. I groaned again. I could tell that I was grinding my crotch into the bed a bit. I had laid down completely flat, with my legs spread a bit, with my ass cheeks visible. I heard him behind me and I assumed his buddy was there too. I took another hit of poppers and it drove me wild. I started grinding my crotch into the bed even more. I wanted to get used. I felt some fingers pulling my ass cheeks apart and a finger poking at my hole. It was lubed and without much resistance it slipped right in. Instantly, I knew something was different. My hole started to sting a bit, but it also felt amazing. I pushed back on his finger, then his two fingers, and soon… it was three fingers. It felt amazing. I heard him groan and felt him lean in close to my body. As he did I felt someone else, assuming his buddy, reach up around my face and put a blindfold over my eyes. This was kind of everything I wanted in my darkest dreams, but normally id feel too scared to even get close to anything like this. The fingers inside me pulled out then pushed back in. The guy inside leaned over and said, “You like to party right? You seem like you are tweaking pretty hard. This lube should help get you ready for us. I know you want it.” I heard the voice of another guy right after. “He left his phone unlocked. Look at all the apps and sites he has open. Messages from tons of guys. You want us to invite them over?” Even though I was fucked, I knew this could get out of hand really quickly, but all I could feel was the radiating heat and energy in my hole and the many horny thoughts dominating my brain. I was considering replying, or at least trying to, but just as I went to open my mouth, I felt a hand and fingers starting to probe my mouth. From the angle it felt like the hand of the guy who was also in my ass. His mouth was next to my head. “Yeh he does. He is going to let us do whatever we want, isn’t that right?” I groaned. In response he said, “in fact, we are not even going to fuck you right away. We are going to bring someone else over. Look, you got a guy on scruff nearby, he said he is ready to fuck. You want that?” I could only groan. He responded. “Just sent him the room number and I am posting a few ads and on a few forums. Today is going to be the best day of your life. Get ready.” All this time he kept his fingers in my mouth and in my hole. “Don’t worry, we will take care of you. Condoms and lube are here.” Nothing made sense, but I knew I was where I really wanted to be. This was going to be a wild day. Time passed quickly. The guys in the room kept up finger fucking my hole and eventually one of them got me to start sucking. Every now and then I would hear a Grindr notification and/or a vibration of a phone. I wasn’t sure it was mine or theirs. I knew I shouldnt have let them use my phone, but I was too horny and too desperate to care. I got progressively more worked up and eventually I was flying. I could tell I was on some sort of blend of drugs, but I wasn’t sure what. I could still feel the stuff from earlier pretty heavily, but it was all just putting me in a state where I felt like I could barely move, but everything felt amazing. I had enough energy to bring the poppers to my nose, but that was about it. I thought I heard a click of the door opening and closing, but I wasn’t sure. I took a big huff of poppers again and felt the guys move away from me with the dick being pulled out of my mouth and the other guy taking his fingers out of my ass. There was a bit of chit chat with a few hellos and such, but I was so tuned out and rolling that I couldnt really register all of it. I did hear the sound of a belt though as it was being undone and then clinking to the floor. I was exposed, I knew I was being stared at by at least two guys, but probably more, maybe just three, the porn was still playing pretty loudly, and I was grinding against the bed again. Suddenly I felt strong hands pull me back towards the end of bed by the ankles. I was roughly pulled back so my legs fell off the bed and my ass was up. Then, I heard his voice. A new voice. “You ready to get fucked?” Then, the sound of what I assumed was a condom wrapper being opened and some lube. I wanted to get fucked raw, but I didnt really have that conversation with the guys. I didnt really have any conversation with the guys. Just a couple horny messages and then I was ass up and blindfolded in the bed, higher than I had ever been. I kept hitting the poppers. I didnt really need them I dont think, but I was enjoying it so much. The darkness of the blindfold and the sounds of the room were mixing together with the sensations in my mind and my body, making me feel like I was vibrating and endless. I was caught up in the experience when I felt the head of a cock slap my ass and poke at my hole. “Dont clench up. Take it.” Then he thrust in. It would have hurt any other time, but he went all the way in right to the balls in one slick thrust. I was prepared having been fucked a little while ago and then being fingered and likely booty bumped by the guys who had the room. I dont know where they were, but I imagined they were enjoying the show. The guy inside me started to piston in and out. I wanted it raw, but I couldnt really think or speak much. I just groaned. With my left hand I started to reach back. I wanted to feel his body, maybe touch his cock, but I couldnt get there. He grabbed my hand and pulled it up behind my back with force. “No. No touching.” He thrust hard a few times and then threw my arm back towards the front of the bed. I decided to keep hitting the poppers. I heard some chuckles from across the room from what sounded like the direction of the other bed. I was getting fucked and I was being watched liked I was their own personal JustFor.Fans. The guy inside me started pumping deep long strokes, with a fast pump in and a slow pump out. In, with a quick jab, out with a slow pull. I was loving it. He thrust in quickly and started picking up the pace when I felt it. The condom snapped. He paused. I wanted it raw anyway and I didnt want to say anything, so I just groaned. He thrust again, paused, pulled out just so his head was inside me, and held it there. Then thrust in again. I heard more chuckles and sounds of admiration from across the room. I guess they were enjoying the show. The guy inside me seemed to throw caution to the wind and decided to go for it. He started hitting a really deep rhythm and kept it up. He leaned over my body, positioning his arms to the side of me with his head just above mine and little to the right. He was breathing heavy and it sounded like he couldnt quite catch his breath. In, out. In and out. “Fuck yeah” he said, this time from right beside my right ear. “Fuck yeah… take it. Keep it loose.” These words drove me wild and I had a hard time not clenching. “Don’t clench. Keep it loose. The harder you clench, the harder im going to fuck.” Those felt like a challenge I couldn’t avoid. His words were like fire and everything felt like it was burning. I could feel my hard cock straining against the bed and every thrust caused electricity to shoot through my body. I would clench and he would grunt and then slam into me hard. He was getting close. I heard some noise from the other side of the room and then a dick was at my mouth again. I dont know if this was someone new, or one of the original guys. It didnt feel like the dick from before, smaller and cut, but thick and meaty. I was beginning to appreciate its rise in my mouth when I heard the guy inside me groan and plow deep. “Fuck yeah. Take it. Fuuuuck”. He pistoned in and out a few more times, holding himself deep inside me as he did, and then slowly, he pulled out of me. I was pretty sure the condom was shredded and I was just hit with a second load of jizz in my hole. I whimpered on the cock that was in my mouth. I heard a bit of chit chat from behind and I think I heard one guy say, “I couldnt help myself. I hope he is clean.” Followed by the slam of a door and then the feeling of fingers going in my ass. I heard a voice from before, one of the original two guys. “That guy just shot a huge load in you. Did you like that?” as he pushed his fingers inside me. I just groaned. “Yeh bitch. Might as well give you some more.” All I could think was, fuck yeh, this is what I wanted.

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120daysofsodom is 100% right. Doesn’t matter if you’d let another guy do it or not. No is no. It’s for the good of everyone to report that. Why? Because what if he does it to someone else and they take it to the cops as rape/sexual assault. Then you stand the chance of your bathhouse or club being shut down or sued. Might just be annoying to you, but might be a lot more to someone else.

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Hey guys I wanted to make sure I got this next chapter up quick after the wait lately. Thanks for your patience! This chapter sets up what I have planned in my head for the rest of the story. Hope you enjoy! Chapter 9 Dad's smile had that look like he was up to something. RIght now I didnt care about what happened next. "Do you mind if we just stay like this for a minute dad?" I was still panting a little from the intensity of my most intense orgasm ever and I just wanted to be close to this man who just took my virginity. This man I had just realized I was in love with. Dad. "Of course son" he smiled. "We are gonna need to move eventually for these guys." I turned to them and saw they were still watching us intently and stroking their hard cocks. "Wow." Maybe it was that coming down to earth feeling you have after you cum but it only hit me then how big their cocks were and that there were three of them. Were they the "more" that dad was asking about? I looked back up at dad who was still pressed on top of me and inside me. I think he could tell I was feeling some hesitation. "It's ok Coop. You trust me right?" "I do dad." "I'm going to be right with you as long as you want. I won't let anything happen to you that you dont want to happen. You just give me the signal. And you guys understand right?" The other guys grunted their yesses and then dad said to me in more of a whisper "I'm never gonna let anyone hurt you Coop. I love you son. Youre safe with me ok?" I nodded. Grant cleared his throat and that took me out of the moment between me and dad. He was trying to get our attention and it worked. "How would you guys feel about moving this to my room? Might be more fun there" He smirked the same smirk dad had before. Something mischievous. He turned to Luke and Dominic. "You guys up for it?" Without saying anything they began to move and gather themselves releasing their cocks and trying to cover them with their small towels. "We'll go ahead and wait for you two. Looks like you might want a few minutes of privacy." He winked at dad at that. "We won't be long" dad said. I had no idea what was going on. Luke opened the door and the three men walked out, Grant last who closed the door behind him. Dad turned his full attention back to me. "You ok Coop?" "Yeah dad. I think so. What is going to happen in the other room?" "Im not completely sure but I have some ideas. I promise you I wont let you get hurt and if youre not up for anything I think we can trust those guys to respect our boundaries." "Boundaries? They just watched you take your sons virginity dad." I wasnt really trying to be funny but we both chuckled at that before dad got a little more serious. "I just want this night to be about fun and pleasure for you Coop. You mean everything to me and Im so happy that i could be part of this night." "You're more than just a part. Youre still inside me dad." I was trying to be funny then but hearing that made his cock flex and it made that tingling rush of electricity run through me and I gasped at that feeling that I wanted to keep in a bottle so I could have it whenever I wanted. "You know what I mean Coop. Youre everything to me and I know some people really have problems with what we just did but..." I cut him off. "Dad I get it. I'm so happy that you were my first and that you were here tonight. It was the hottest thing ill ever do in my life probably and I wouldnt change a thing." We had never talked like this to each other. We had been getting closer, for sure, but this felt like we had jumped a few levels to get here. The talk, as purely loving as it was, did get both of us hard again. Dad hadnt fully lost his hard on inside me but I could feel it beginning to stretch me just a little further out. That made me even harder and I could tell dad could feel it stiffening against his abs. "You ready to get up and see what fun is happening in Grant's room?" "Yeah dad. But can we maybe shower or rinse off first or something?" "Sure Coop.Im gonna get up and slowly pull out and then we can hit the showers." Dad lifted his weight off me and then I could feel him slowly pull his cock out of my hole, emptying me inch by inch. Finally he was all the way out and my first feeling was that I needed for it to be filled again. Was this the stuff from the pipe that made me feel that way or was I just always going to need the sensation of hard raw cock deep inside me? That wasnt something I needed to figure out now but I knew that tonight I would be getting fucked again. I needed it. As dad stood up off the bed he reached for the pipe and torch. "I cant take this out of the room with us so you up for us finishing whats left in here before we go?" "Yeah. Its fun and its fun doing it with you dad." His eyes widened and I almost thought I could see the twisted thoughts gathering in his mind. He lit the pipe and took the first hit. We passed back and forth more times than I expected. Finally dad looked into the pipe and said, "Think theres probably one more good hit left. Im gonna take it and then blow it into your mouth ok?" I didnt really understand what he meant. Was this like the way mother birds feed their young? He took the hit and then moved closer to me. Like magnets our mouths moved towards each other. I wanted to make out with dad again so bad but then he blew the smoke into my mouth and I realized what he was doing. I passed it back to him too but then we did end up in a standing passionate make out embrace both high again like we had been before. We pressed our cocks together. They were both almost fully hard again. "You feeling good Coop?" "Yeah dad." The tingling through my body from the hits made me aware of how horny I was. Or did the hits make me horny? I didnt know but it didnt matter. We would be taking care of it soon. "Dont forget Coop. We're here for pleasure right?" I nodded. "So if anything doesnt feel good or you dont think its gonna turn into something good, just give me the signal and I'll get us out ok?" "Ok." This was the dad that I knew before tonight. The one who was serious about taking care of me when we were together. We didnt know each other super well before this summer but he always treated me like precious cargo. Tonight was just the same. This time leaving the room, we brought our towels but I took dads lead and just threw it over my shoulder. He locked the door behind him and I followed him through the maze of halls to the shower area which was like a gym shower with a bunch of shower nozzles but no curtains or walls to create separate stalls. There were two guys showering next to each other when we got there. They were talking and friendly but in the way that guys usually do at the gym. They were facing the wall and I didnt get a real look at them but they did have good bodies. We walked in and used the showers on the opposite wall from the two guys and I immediately started to wash the sweat and the cum and the smell of sex off me. Dad and I both had our backs turned to the two guys and under the shower I couldnt hear what they were talking about. I finally did turn around and when I did I noticed that they were facing us and werent talking anymore. Dad had already turned around and now all four of us got to look at each other and pretty quickly I saw that look of recognition on both their faces seeing me and looking back at dad. The two guys looked like they were a little older than dad and their cocks looked half hard. "Anybody tell you two that you look a lot alike?" one of them said. "Yeah we get that a lot. This is actually my son. This is his first time." Dads confirmation had an effect on both of their cocks. They both looked to me. "First time? For...?" "Pretty much everything." Im glad dad answered. I wasnt sure what to say and what to leave out. "Welcome son" There was something weird about being here and having a different guy call me son. I didnt know what to do with it but I felt a shiver hearing that word that ended in my cock and my hole. "Youre lucky to have a dad who will do this for you. I hope you can appreciate that." "I do." I looked over at dad and when our eyes met I felt that combination wave of love and lust for the man. My cock was definitely getting back whatever stiffness it had lost since we left the room. I could see dads cock hardening too. "Oh damn. This is more interesting than we thought." I had given us away to these two guys and for the first time I became really aware of the world that was outside of the way my relationship with dad had changed for good. In the room even with the other three guys it felt like I was living out a fantasy I never even had and now things were different and we would have to figure out who could know and who couldnt. And as that awareness arose I was still just as horny for dad than ever and I knew there was more waiting for us in Grants room. That anticipation and a little bit of embarrassment at my hard cock for dad in front of these two guys got me to turn the shower off and walk over to where we left the towels and room key. This time dad followed me and we dried off while we were still in the room. "Are you two done for the night or cleaning off before your next adventure?" Dad got bold hearing that question and threw the towel back over his shoulder and grabbed his hard cock and then mine. I was shocked for a moment but alao felt that electricity that I would feel everytime dad ever touched me. "What do you think?" dad said and then laughed. I finished toweling off and so did dad meaning he had to let go of my cock which only hardened more in his grip. "Ready Coop?" "Yeah dad." "See you men later" my dad said turning back to the two guys. "I hope so" one of them said. We went back out into the halls and for the next few minutes roamed blindly after we realized Grant never gave us his room number. But we got lucky after not too long and looked into an open room door that turned out to be his. This was a much nicer and bigger room than dads. It had a tv on the wall that the three men were watching while they all stroked their cocks. They were sitting in a row on a bed that definitely looked bigger than the one in dads room since it could fit three big men side by side with their legs at least a little spread. It was a really hot scene to see. When we crossed the doorway and into the room they all turned their attention to us. "Sorry we made you guys wait. Coop wanted to shower off first." I was so focused on the three guys on the bed that it took a minute to notice that next to the tv was a sling. I had seen it in porn before but never in person. We couldnt see what was playing on the tv from the doorway but now that we were in the room I could see it was a group scene in a hotel room. While I became transfixed on the tv, dad said to the guys, "I also didnt think it would be a good idea for me to bring the pipe around outside the room." "Dont worry abiout that. I have some stuff that will help." He paused long enough that I looked in his direction in case something went wrong that the tv had distracted me from. But he looked like he either wasnt sure what to say next or how to say what he was thinking. Finally, he turned to dad and asked, "Paul, how do you think your son here would like a slam?"

Wow...luved the chapter...keep 'em cumming!!!

Quinn I've just had the most intense orgasm ever and feel as if I'm floating. I've never had my cock in anything other then my hand since all the guys with whom my mom made me sleep had with just wanted to fuck me. A couple of them would fondle my cock, but like I said before they'd just do or say anything to appease their conscientious. None of them actually cared if I felt good, they just wanted to unload inside me, but at this moment there was an amazing man sitting on my cock which was shoved all the way inside his ass. I would never have believed that anyone could get that much dick in his ass. For fucks sake. If I lined-up along his stomach it would be past his navel. I looked-up and he was grinning ear to ear, still swiveling his hips and obviously enjoying himself. At that moment I remembered something Jason had done to me that felt awesome, so I decided to give it a try. I pulled down on his hips and make my cock jump inside him. This had the effect I intended: Jason took a sudden intake of breath, his head fell forward, followed by a very loud "Oh Fuck! You're a fast learner young man. Remember that for later." Jason starts to rise up off my dick but I hold onto his hips and lifted my hips with his motion I stayed lodged all the way in, asking "What, can't wait to get away from me now that you've taken my virginity?" "You learn way to fast and you ARE EVIL." With that, Jason leaned forward, planting a deep kiss on my lips. Then before I knew what he had in mind, he pulled off of my dick, which, with a loud thump, smacked against my stomach. "Damn, and you said I was evil!" "Yep. Guess we're two peas in a pod and deserve each other." He grinned down at me and then stood-up, stepping off the bed and offered me his hand. I grabbed his hand and he helped pull me out of bed. Once I was on my feet he pulled me into his embrace and held me. "I'm glad your here. I've been worried about you since I saw those welts on your back. I don't know what I would have done is someone and taken things to far and seriously hurt you," and with that he tightened his arms around me. I felt safe and comfortable. We rocked back and forth for a few seconds, but my ornery streak came out again. "Well, if all we're going to do is stand around, we should of stayed in bed with my dick inside your ass." Jason chuckled and responded, "Yep. You're evil alright. Guess I'll have to keep you around to protect the rest of the world from your wickedness." "Ok, I can live with that." Again I hugged him and Jason returned my hug with the suggestion "Why don't you jump in the shower while I make the bed. I'll join you in just a second." "Sounds good to me." Once in the shower with the water running through my hair everything starts to sink in. I was in love with a man who was HIV+ and who had 13 years on me, and that he had probably infected me or at least started to. I knew I could still get to the clinic and get medicine to stop it. Do I want to? I hollered "Hey Jason, can I use your shampoo?" "Sure." Do I have to get HIV to stay with him? I poured shampoo into my hand and start to lather up. Couldn't we just use protection? And I think about how it felt last night. How he was so patient and how incredible it felt to have him bare inside me. Was that because I loved him or does the condom deaden sensation, or was it both? I rinsed my hair, and again called-out "Can I use your body wash?" Again, "Sure." I wondered if there was a medication I could take so I could stay negative, even if we didn't use condoms. "Where are the wash cloths or can I...." I jumped as Jason opens the shower door, pointing to the loofah. "See that? That's ours." He points to the shampoo "and that? Yeah that's OURS too, as is the conditioner and ever other product in this bathroom." With that, he slapped my ass adding "This, now this, is mine as is this" he announced, wrapping his hand around my dick, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Hmm, well, that works both ways right?" "It certainly does. Both your ass and mine belong to me, as does your dick and my dick." "OH that's just wrong," and we both laughed. I soaped-up as Jason washed his hair. A million thoughts were racing through my mind as I tried to organize them. We danced around the shower stall, alternating between getting wet and rinsing off. Finally I was done and made to step out of the shower, but Jason reached-out and lightly grasps my elbow, and, as I turned to see what he wanted, he leaned forward and kissed me. Then he leaned his forehead against mine, looked me in the eyes saying "Somebody thinks you're special." There was absolutely no doubt in my mind who that somebody was. "You know I think that same somebody thinks you're special too. OH wait. I mean I think your special or somebody ... oh damn, I totally blew that didn't I?" Jason was downright laughing his ass off, saying "Actually, baby that was just perfect. Okay, more immediate, I put your clothes in the dryer but that's going to take some time so I laid out a pair of sweats on the bed for you. The bottoms will be long but the top should be just fine. There's also underwear in the dresser across from the bed. You might want to wear some with the sweats," winking at me, then with a final peck he turned back into the spray to finish his shower. Once in the bedroom I headed for the dresser, where in the first drawer, I found socks so I closed it and went on to the next one, which, as it turned-out, contained more different kinds of underwear than I had ever seen. Looks like someone has a thing for underwear, I thought. I couldn't help but grin as I looked through boxers, jocks, g-strings, and ass-less shorts. Now that looks like it could be fun, I thought to myself. Choosing a pair, I quickly put them on and I was dressed by the time Jason came in from the bathroom. "You find everything ok?" "Yep but took me forever to wade through all the underwear. I swear a couple of them tried to grab me and drag me into the drawer." Jason turns beet red "Yeah I kind of have an underwear thing." "Kind of? That's way more then kind of." "So which ones did you get?" He reached around me began to slide his hands down the back of the sweat pants. "Oh no." I push him back "if your a good boy I'll show you later." "What if I'm bad?" "Then I'll let you touch them." "You know I'm going to be VERY bad?" "Yup. I kind of planned on it when I picked them." Jason raised an eye brow "Oh really??" as he stepped towards me. "Ah ahh aha. NO touchy till later," I admonished, grinning ear to ear. "Fine," Jason replied, turning towards the dresser. "Hold on one sec mister," I said as I reached past him into the drawer with all the underwear, grabbing probably the sexiest jock I had ever seen, suggesting "You get to wear that." "Oh really, picking out my clothing for me now. Soon people will be accusing us of being an old married couple." His words raced through my head. A married couple? All I could do was stand there. "Hey, hey. It's just a saying, okay? I kind of thought that was a good thing." I could clearly hear the hurt in his voice. Looking right into his face I stated "It is love. You just caught me by surprise. I just never expected anyone would want..." It was hard for me to finish, but I spit out the obvious words "...the whore's son." "Love, I very much want you and I'm tired of this self-description as the whore's son. You are now my man and that takes precedence. Even as we speak my DNA is combining with yours. So can we drop that awful phrase, and can you just be content to be my Quinn?" Jason reached for me and this time I let my body fold against his chest. "Yeah, I think I can do that." But as I leaned against him, I couldn't stop thinking about his reference to DNA, and how our DNA was now combining in my body. I wanted to be Jason's and the idea of part of him being inside me was strangely reassuring, but then the question remained, did I really want to be HIV positive, and as a follow-up, couldn't I have everything else but that? Then, aware, perhaps, that I needed time to think, Jason got back to the mundane, saying "Ok, let's go get your stuff, and we can grab some breakfast on the way there. 'kay?" With that we moved apart and I nodded in agreement. Heading out the door, however, Jason grabbed a jacket for each of us, remarking "I checked, your jacket is still soaked, so you might want to wear one of mine." "Thank you." "My pleasure. I plan on taking it off of you later" giving me a broad smile. "Mmmm, well, that depends on just how bad you are," and we gave a chuckle, and left it there. The trip to my house, no, to my mother's trailer, was quiet. Between eating my croissant, chasing thoughts of HIV and DNA, and worrying about dealing with my mother, I was preoccupied. Arriving at the entrance of the trailer park where I had lived most my life, I got my first real look at the grounds, and found myself thinking 'It's pretty amazing how we can live some place and never really see it'. The rusty trailers, some of them missing skirting panels, old cars sitting on blocks in the driveway, automobile parts and toys scattered all around the various yards, weeds being about the only plant that grew strongly, and, truth be told, they were sprouting up everywhere. I wanted to slide under the seat. I was so embarrassed. I never really cared. Never before had I cared about where I lived, or, for that matter, had I really registered where I lived, until I brought Jason to the dump, and not surprisingly I found myself wishing he had never seen the place. Perhaps I should have just made some excuse to come alone but it was too late and he was here. Still I couldn't stand the idea that he would see the unvarnished truth of how I lived. Rounding the corner, we were facing my mom's trailer, and to be honest, it was one of the worst. Panels were missing, rusted or beaten, the steps were broken, cracks in the windows were sealed with tape. The whole mess should have be in a scrap yard. I glanced over at Jason. Revulsion was plainly written on his face. I'm so ashamed and just bowed my head, staring at my feet. "Hey, love, look at me, please." I look up at Jason as he continued "Do you remember when I said I was proud of you, and you asked me how I could be proud of you, but then didn't let me answer?" "Yeah. I remember." "THIS is why I'm proud of you." I was completely confused and I am sure it showed in my face, but Jason continued, and his remarks put everything in perspective. "How many of the kids who grow-up here finish school? How many of the guys your age are healthy and drug free? How many of the girls who grow-up here aren't already pregnant, or have kids, or are selling themselves - and not looking for a way to break out of this place?" With that he stopped the car in the middle of the road and pulled me over to him, saying, with great earnestness, "You've fought to keep going to school, you've kept yourself in great shape, you don't do drugs and you don't go out and sell yourself." "But I do. My mother has guys over for me all the time," I sobbed. "Baby, what your mother does doesn't count. YOU don't sell yourself out, your mother does. What have you been doing when you're not with your mother's 'John''? You've been going to school, doing homework and keeping your body in shape. Right? How many of the other guys you grew up with here do that? Now place, however horrible, is why I'm so proud of you. Got that? You're so much better then this world." His words gave me the strength to realize and accept the truth of his declaration. "Thank you." "Baby, you don't need to thank me for saying what's true." I smiled, saying "Just park right here. I'll run in and get my things. it shouldn't take me long." "You sure? I'll go in with you." "No it's ok. It will be faster if I just run in. With any luck mom will be out of it, and I'll be able to grab my stuff and get out." "Ok, baby. Your call, but if you're too long I'm coming in to get you, and Lord help anyone who gets in my way." "You just want your clothing back." "Nah. Just the underwear." We both giggled. "Okay. Be right back." I took a deep breath, opened the car door and walked to my mom's trailer. I glanced back at Jason, seated in his car, and knew he was worried for me. I waved and headed up the four steps to the sliding door, through which I could see Mom smiling, seated on the couch, her hand on some guy's thigh. I slid open the door and Mom turned to look at me. Her eyes had a glassy look so I knew she was on something. "Well, there you are" she said, asking "Where have you been, honey?" "Around, I'm just going to grab some stuff and I wont be in your way and you can finish visiting." "Oh Honey, John's not here to visit with me. He wants to visit with you." John was a pudgy man, probably around 35 or so, about 5' 10' and around 250 pounds, and even when standing at the door I could tell he smelled. I had never really cared before as it had never before mattered what I thought, but this time I felt like I was going to be sick. 'Fuck it', I thought, and unbidden, the words came out "No, mom I can't." "Of course you can, Honey. John has paid very good money to visit with you." "No mom I can't, I....don't have any condoms." John spoke-up saying "That's ok, young'un. I don't need em. I'm clean." My mother, however, spoke-up: "No. No one does my boy without a condom. But that's ok. I've got plenty in my room. I'll just get you boys a couple and leave you alone to have some fun." But I took the bull by the horns and announced "No mom, I don't need condoms. I got infected last night. I'm not clean." "WHAT!" she screeched "How could you, after everything I've taught you? Well you just take care of John here, and we'll get you right to the clinic and they can give you them pills to stop it." "No mom I'm not visiting with John or any other John any more. I'm leaving and I'm not coming back. I'm only here to get my stuff." And with that I headed off to my room where I grabbed my backpack with my school books, and a duffle bag into which I shoved what little clothing I owned that was decent. In the background I heard the sliding door open and close. 'Good. At least 'John' is gone', I thought. As I rooted through the drawers in my bureau, I heard Mom come to my bedroom door, but I cut her off before she could begin, saying "I'm not going to talk about this, Mom. I'm just leaving." The voice that sounded was not Mom's, it was John "Well, I'm not much for small talk anyway, but you're not going anywhere for a while. You're mom changed her mind and said that I could leave a few marks 'cause you're being such a bad child" and with that the back of his hand, he smashed me across the check. He chuckled as I stood there, utterly stunned, and 'John' continued saying "She did say not to break anything, but you know she's not around and if you fight too much, well let's just say 'accidents happen'." John then grabbed me and yanked me around, punched me in the back of the head and then pushed my head down, forcing me to bend over. Then with his other hand he grabbed my pants and yanked them down. "My what do we have here. Such cute little fuck-me panties. You must have worn them just for me boy. Did your mamma tell you 'Daddy' was coming and to dress up so purty for him?" I heard him unzip his pants. Understanding what he intended, I struggled to extract myself from his grip, but John, who was surprisingly strong for an over-weight man, clobbered me hard above the ear. "No, please don't, don't do this, I plead." "That's right boy just keep begging, love it when they beg. Gonna have you begging for more here in just a sec." I hear him spit and then he's shoving his hard dick side me. I try to tighten up so he can't get in and he slaps my ass hard and shoves my head into the wall. "You let me in first boy then you can squeeze" and with that he viciously shoves his cock into me. "NO, NO, DON'T! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, YOU BASTARD!" "Oh yeah, boy, I'm going to get off in you. Don't worry about that none," and with another cruel thrust he shoved harder into my ass, again slapping me in the back of my skull. I was dizzy from his last slap and my ears were ringing, so I just stood there, bent over, my head against the wall as he fucked me hard. As he did so, I remember thinking 'How can this be happening to me?' Suddenly John's cock was jerked out of my ass and his weight fell off me. For a second I stood there, trying to get my balance, when I felt the trailer shaking. Looking around, I saw Jason had one hand around John's cock and my mom's cutting knife in his other hand. The cutting blade was resting under John's balls. "You like it rough?" Jason seethed, hissing through his clenched teeth, "well, this knife is a bit too sharp for me to make it rough for you, but I'm ok with that." A small smear of blood trickled across the knife blade, and down 'John's' thigh. "Fuck, no, DON'T! Please! Don't!" "You know, I believe I just heard my LOVER say the same thing to you and how did you respond? I believe you told him to keep on begging." Jason was face is crimson with rage, and he was practically spitting in the other man's face. I notice that the blood was running a bit more quickly, and I could tell Jason was close to killing this piece-of-shit-of-a-man, and I knew I'd loose him if that happened. "Love, please," I gasped, "I need your help, please," I begged him. "Just let him go, and let's get the fuck out of here." Jason looked at me, and then back at John. "If I ever see you again, I'll fuckin' kill you, and if I ever see you near my lover I'll kill you slowly. Do I make myself clear?" The terrified man nodded. "Now get the fuck out of here," and with that Jason shoves the bastard down the hall. I could hear 'John' scrambling to get out the sliding door and then he was gone. In turn, I dropped to the floor, not believing what had transpired, shaking and sobbing. I couldn't control myself. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stop the tremors. Then Jason was there. holding me tightly. "Oh my god, love, I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner. I saw your mother leave and thought she was upset and letting you pack. Fuck! Your own mother left you with him! No never mind that. I never want you to have to come back here. Helping me to my feet, he herded me to the exit. "Wait, I need my backpack." "I will get you new clothing. There is NOTHING in this fucking hell hole you need!" "Jason, I need my backpack." "I'll get you new clothing." "Jason, its my school books I need. My math book." "I'll get you a new math book." "Jason, I need that specific book." "Why?" "'Cause that's the one I had when I met you. That's the first problem you helped me solve. I need that book." Jason stood there staring at me, then clutched me tighter to his chest, sobbing and shaking as much as was I. "Lover, you have no idea how proud I am of you, and how much you mean to me." With that Jason grabbed my back pack and we were gone.