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Part 12 Danny: Evan and I continued fucking. Some days I would do him, some days he would do me. "You're gonna be topping next week. I'm saving my loads for the guy who's paying me to knock his ass up" Evan said staring back at me with his cock still buried in my ass. "Crap, I kinda like goin to sleep with your load in me" I replied, smiling back at him. "Plenty of other poz guys around. Not all are toxic, but they'd love that hot ass. Hell, even neg loads will feel the same" Evan said. The next day I spent some time creating a couple new profiles. One gave all the info "Poz, unmedicated, versatile, bb only" and the other left my status at "ask" and only listed my preference as "versatile-top." It was interesting to see the responses. The poz profile got more interesting replies while the ask profile got five times the number, but most were just "fuck me" type messages. I spotted fratboibtm's profile and remembered that told me at the football game that he wanted to hookup again. It had never happened since I had deleted my old profile and he had no way to contact me. He now listed himself as a poz bottom, taking all loads and bare only. I sent him a message from my poz profile, told him what my old profile name was and that I'd freaked out and deleted the old one when I found out I was poz. I wasn't sure he would contact me and maybe his comment at the football game was just him being polite. "Hey, glad u found me. Thx 4 gift. Didn't expect it to happen that fast or from u" he sent back. We chatted a bit and I realized he was serious about wanting the bug, but I still apologized. "In frat house now. old roomie was afraid i wud infect him, lol" he replied at one point. I was trying to figure out when Tony would be out of the room and I could invite fratboibtm over when a new message from him popped up. "U like audience?" he asked. "U want to fuck in theater at dirty book store?" I replied. It was the only place I knew of other than the cruisy park where others could watch people have sex and I was still skittish about having sex in public. "Nah, at house. Some of the bros want to jack off while they watch me get fucked" he said. "str8 guys?" I asked and he sent back "They think so lol." -- Evan: We kept swapping back and forth. Some days I was on top and others he was. Danny was the first guy that I wanted to fuck more than once. Well fuck and get fucked by. I was slowly becoming a 50/50 versatile guy. I liked fucking him but I also liked breeding neg guys. I warned him, though, that I was going to be spending all of my top energy on the generous chaser I had lined up. That is, if he showed. I was finding that chasers flaked even more than most guys. Almost every day I would try and get Danny to put his profile back up. It wasn't that I didn't want to fuck him anymore, I wanted him to fuck other guys too. I didn't care if they were poz or neg, he needed to get back to fucking a few different guys per week. I liked knowing my partner was as slutty as I was. One day I finally spotted his new profile. It was pretty minimal, but it said enough that I'm sure he got plenty of responses. One of the more interesting things I found was that a lot of the guys that were listed as poz on the various apps and sites were undetectable even though they didn't advertise it. I'd been avoiding them in my quest to stay neg when they were much less risky than the one I thought was super safe, Danny. A few turned out to be really great fucks too. One bear really loved piss play and every time I left his place my ass was dripping cum and my stomach was full of his pee. I loved the verbal ones the most, though. My dick always got harder when they told me they were dumping their poz load in me, even when it was lacking any viral load. The chaser was eager for the first meet and while he was pretty quiet when I fucked him, he did everything possible to get me to breed him. He got two loads along with a torn up cunt and I got five hundred bucks. The next day, he was sore but still willingly took my dick, two more loads and a promise to do it the next day. Seven days in a row we met, but the last few I only gave him one load since my balls were running low. We both needed a day break and I went back two days later giving him another rough, two load breeding. The second week we just met three times but it was obvious that he was hurting each time and he never had enough time to heal. On Wednesday of the following week the chaser messaged me and said he wasn't feeling good. It was sixteen days after our first fuck. A week after that on Friday he told me to stop by and pick up my cash. I was hoping to take his newly toxic cum, but he wasn't interested in topping. -- Danny: I knocked on the front door to the frat house after my 2pm class a few days later, like we'd arranged. The door opened and I said "Hi, I'm here to see Gary" to the dark blond guy standing there. "Oh cool. We're waiting for you... You don't look or sound like a fag. We were worried some girly dude was going to show up and that would be a real boner killer. Follow me" the guy said. "Gay guys come in all sorts of types" I thought to my self as I followed him down a hall to a staircase and down into the basement. Four guys were sitting on a pair of couches and Gary was pushing a table off to the side. The guy that answered the door stood in front of a well worn leather chair but didn't sit down. They were all dressed in loose shorts or sweats, two with no shirt, one wearing a tank and the other pair in sleeveless tees. Gary wore a tank with three greek letters on the front and some nylon jogging shorts. Gary had suggested a quick pump and dump, telling me that he wanted to meet another time for a longer fuck with just the two of us. A short BJ followed by a quick fuck sounded good since I wasn't sure about fucking a guy in front of a bunch of straight guys I didn't know. I set down my backpack and unzipped one pocket with some lube and poppers I'd brought. Next, my shirt came off and I kicked off my shoes. "Let's do this. Drop your shorts" I said and watched Gary take his off, revealing a yellow jockstrap. One of the other guys pushed his shorts down to his ankles too and I laughed a bit, thinking "wonder what else he'd do if I told him to." The room reeked of testosterone and cum. I could envision a dozen guys in the room, sitting around watching straight porn and jacking off day after day. Gary dropped to his knees and unbuttoned my cargo shorts, pulling them down along with my red trunks. Seconds later, I felt his mouth around my partially hard cock. It stiffened quickly which was a relief. I had worried I wouldn't be able to get or stay hard in front of these other guys. A couple had their cocks out and in their hands and the rest were just rubbing over their tented shorts or sweats. I heard a few moans and some comments like "Damn" or "Fuck, yeah!" It was good to see these "straight" guys not get freaked out while watching two guys start to fuck. Gary seemed to be better at sucking than I remembered and when he buried his face into my pubic hair I heard a couple guys gasp. "Wish my girlfriend sucked me like that" one guy said. I smiled and after Gary went all the way down a few more times, I put my hand on the back of his head. Slowly I face fucked him and got a few more gasps from the audience. When I plowed harder, a few more guys were moaning. Looking around, all but one guy had a bare cock in their hand, stroking. It would have been nice to watch them stroke each other, but everyone was going solo. I decided that Gary had sucked long enough and my dick was coated in spit. I grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Gary off, tilting his head back. The smile on his face was big and I hoped it would get bigger in a few minutes. "Turn around and get on all fours" I said firmly. "Damn, he's really makin him his bitch" one guy muttered. I knelt down behind him and slapped one butt cheek before spreading his ass apart. I spit on the exposed hole a couple times and worked some of it in with my finger. I spit again and leaned in, giving a couple laps with my tongue over his winking hole. "Eeeeew, that's disgusting" a guy said. I leaned back and saw everyone was still stroking. "You eat your girlfriend's pussy?" I asked, not sure who had made the comment. The guy that had met me at the door said "Yeah" and I knew it was the same voice. "This is the same thing. He knows to clean it before sex and it tastes a million times better than every girl's pussy I've eaten" I replied. I spit a few more times on his hole, pushing it in with a pair of fingers. I moved closer and rubbed the tip over Gary's hole. The moment I started to push in another guy asked "No condom?" "He's not going to get pregnant, is he?" I asked, snickering while my cock drove in deeper. Gary was moaning and working his ass muscles around my cock. "Yeah... but you can catch other shit" was the retort. I didn't realize I was going to have to narrate the fuck for these guys and just wanted to start thrusting into his warm hole. The only good part about the comments was that it meant they were actually watching us. "I trust him. He's not a slut at the book store taking everyone's dick. Now let me do what I came here for" I replied. It took a lot of restraint to not tell them that I'd already knocked him up, but I didn't know if Gary had told him of the bug lurking inside him. The talking may have stopped, but not the sounds. It wasn't just Gary moaning either. Some of the guys were definitely enjoying the show while one guy kept closing his eyes only to open them up and watch me fuck a minute later. I added some grunts as I built up my pace, drilling his ass with my bare cock. A glance around found all of the guys with their cock's in their hands, stroking at various speeds and grips. My hands moved from Gary's waist to his shoulders, letting me begin to pound his ass. The sound of my hips slapping into Gary's butt added to the chorus of sounds filling the room. I began to grunt louder and every set of eyes were glued on us. Gary started to shove back as I thrust in and he began to grip my cock tighter with his ass muscles. My strokes got faster and I breathlessly told Gary "Gonna breed your ass." "Fuck!" got yelled out a couple seconds later and I caught one guy shoot his load all over his trimmed chest hair and stomach. It was a nice cock that I'd like to feel thrusting into my own ass. A few more thrusts and my cock started to pulse, pumping my viral seed into Gary's poz ass. It was like dominoes, with the guys shooting their loads one after another. I even felt Gary shoot his cum into his jock pouch. When all the activity had died down, I asked "Anyone want to give it a try? He's all lubed up." There was a several second pause before a tall redhead stood up, looking a little nervous and stepping out of his shorts. He walked over towards me and I slowly pulled out of Gary's slick hole. The guy knelt down and I watched his hand shake as he guided his thin cock to Gary's dripping hole. He slid in easily since I was much thicker than him. After only five or six strokes he cried out and I watched his body quiver as he dumped his cum into Gary's ass. "Oh fuck! I can't believe I did that" the guy said, pulling out, grabbing his shorts and scurrying up the stairs. Gary and I were the only ones chuckling. The other guys were looking at each other, unsure what to do next. I did catch one other guy staring at my still hard cock. I walked over to the guy that shot first, scooped up some of the cum off his chest with my finger and winked at him before licking my finger clean. I got a message from Gary when I was back home. "Thanks a lot hotter than I thought it wud be love how u took charge lookin forward to next time." -- Evan: Four chasers had consumed all of my free time and the only other sex was some quick hookups with Danny where he drilled me harder than normal before dumping a big load in my ass. I'd encouraged him to be more aggressive when he fucked me, since that's what I prefer. I had another guy that wanted to experience his first viral fuck but we could never set up a time. Laying on my bed with Danny next to me and his cum safely sealed inside my ass I wanted to suggest that he stop shaving his chest. I knew it could be a sensitive topic and many guys didn't take grooming suggestions well. "How long have you been shaving your chest?" I asked. "Since high school" he replied. "Ya know, you might have more hair there than you know. Your body changes. It might be worth a try to let it grow a few weeks and see what happens" I told him. He tried it and I got nothing but a stream of bitching from him as his chest itched more than it ever had. I laughed but saw some fur coming out across his chest along with that infamous patch in the center between his nipples that he thought was "stupid." By the second week it was looking better and the bitching slowed. I brought up the tattoo again, having finally decided what I wanted and where. Danny said that the guy that had pozzed him had given him a gift certificate for some mods and he had some money left on it. We went to the shop to talk and see if I liked the tattoo artist. Danny said the guy he had talked to before wasn't there, so we talked to this other artist once he finished his current client. Simon was pretty cute. He looked to be about thirty and was a weird mixture of punk, hipster and accountant. I got to see his work, though, both in live form via his other client and his portfolio book and it was impressive. He could probably do what I wanted in his sleep. When I showed the pics to him he got a big smile on his face, but wanted to know if I knew what it meant. Once I told him I was a poz cub, he chuckled and revealed his own biohazard tattoo. The thing that really surprised me was that Danny wanted to get a tattoo as well. He showed Simon a pic on his phone and zoomed in on one of the guys that had a tribal scorpion tattoo exactly like he wanted. I guessed that he was finally accepting his new life. Simon had sketched out each of our tattoos and we set up a time the following week. He said he would make up a couple versions of them and we could decide which we wanted when we came in for the appointment. We got back to my room and both of us were horny. We did something that we never had done before and flip fucked. Both of us ended up with a load of cum in our guts and our balls were empty. -- Danny: I was laying there in Evan's room on my back. I had just finished dumping another load into his ass and then pulled the plug from under his pillow and pushed it into him. "Do you prefer knowing you're pozzing a guy up or was it hotter when you thought you were neg and not even thinking about it?" Evan asked. "I don't like to think about it. At least the two guys that I unintentionally infected and still talk to me are OK with it. I don't hookup as much as I used to, though. How about you?" I asked. Evan grinned and replied "I only top guys that are chasing or don't care. The rest fuck me. The guy that paid me gave me the rest of the money now that he converted. I'm gonna use some of it to pay for the tattoo I wanted. Now I need to find a shop to do it." "I know a place. The guy that pozzed me gave me a gift certificate for there. There's still some money left on the certificate since all I got were my ears pierced. They do both tattoos and piercing" I replied. Evan chuckled. "Cool. He gave you a couple gifts, then. Want to go over there some time this week with me?" Evan asked. We walked into the shop on Thursday afternoon. The girl that had pierced me was at the counter and I explained that Evan wanted to talk to someone about a tattoo. A guy was working on a customer's full back tattoo and told us to give him ten minutes and he'd talk to us. We waited and after Simon, the tattoo guy, finished with the customer, he came over. Simon looked a little nerdy above the neck with his glasses and spotty scruff, but his arms, hands and legs were covered in ink, at least everything I could see outside of his tee and baggy shorts. "I got a couple pics of what I want" Evan said, pulling out his phone. A smile came over Simon's face as he looked at the two pictures, flipping back and forth and sketching something out on a pad of paper. "Do you know what the symbol means?" Simon asked Evan. Evan nodded and said "Yeah. I'm a poz cub so I think it fits me pretty well." "Sweet. Welcome to the club. I had a chemistry major want one and then came back a few months later looking to get it covered up when guys kept hitting on him" Simon said, rolling his hand and revealing his own biohazard tat on his left wrist. "Now, where do you want it and how big?" Simon asked, snickering. It took a second before I grasped the double meaning of his question. After a little discussion, Evan had his shirt off and they spent some time playing around with where on Evan's pectoral to put it. Simon pulled out his schedule book and they set up a time. "While we're here... I have some money left over on a gift certificate and I'd like to get a scorpion done too. And yeah, I know what it means" I said with a laugh. I showed him a pic on my phone that I had from Stu's football weekend and zoomed in to Tomas' scorpion tattoo. "Just like this, except I want it on my hip, below my waist, so it's normally covered by jeans or shorts" I told Simon. He looked the pic over and muttered "Stung you good, huh?" before grabbing a screen shot and forwarding it to himself. "A friend of his did, but yeah" I replied quietly. A week and a half later, Evan and I were inked. He even paid for the difference between what was left on my gift certificate and the cost of the tattoo, plus a nice tip for Simon. My dick immediately got hard the moment I saw my tattoo, which was a lot the next two weeks as I followed Simon's care instructions religiously. I liked his last, hand written, instruction the best and was eagerly waiting for two weeks to lapse so we could "Recharge your tattoo artist." My pubic hair slowly grew back after being shaved for the tattoo. Evan had convinced me to stop shaving my chest and I was amazed that I had a decent covering over my chest now. It wasn't as thick as Evan's or Ben's, but looked a lot better than I thought it would. I would probably be buying fewer shavers and cream too.

Part 13 Evan: My chest itched as the hair grew back around my new tattoo. I loved to look at it and I was going shirtless a lot more just to show it off. Most of the guys in the dorm made comments about the shaved fur on only one side looking silly. I trimmed the right side of my chest so it was less obvious, but prayed that it all grew back quick. It was more interesting to see which guys made a comment about the tattoo. Some were silent and just looked shocked or smiled and the ones that said something varied between "That tat is so sick" to "Oh fuck. Sorry, dude." I figured the guys that knew what it meant were queer and I made a mental note to remember which guys liked it. I was down at the campus gym finishing a workout when I realized a few guys were checking me out. One was a tall, skinny guy that looked like a basketball player. Two were bodybuilders and they kept talking between themselves when they weren't looking my way. Last was an older bear that I knew taught over in the Biology department. He was my instructor freshman year. When I finished the last set of reps, I got up and headed to the locker room. Once I was stripped down, I grabbed my towel. Just before I stood up I heard "The ink looks fresh. You still viral or are you back to shooting blanks?" the bear asked quietly. Turning my head back to him I asked "Not doing meds until next year, why?" "You busy Saturday afternoon? I'd like to take a load or two and see what happens" he said, a wicked grin plastered on his face. "I might be able to squeeze you in... how's three sound?" I asked. I didn't have any other plans but I thought it sounded good. The bear chuckled and replied "Yeah, I bet there's lots of guys looking to get charged up by a hot cub like you. 417 Hickory Drive. See you then." I headed off to the shower with my towel. I walked through the large open shower area to a room that had dividers between the shower stalls. Oddly, there were no shower curtains so if you stood in the middle of the room you could watch guys shower just like the other shower area. I heard they took them down since too many guys were fucking behind the curtains. After adjusting the water temperature, I started to wash up. I opened my eyes to see the bodybuilders staring back at me, one on each side. Both were naked and while their muscles might have been big, their dicks weren't. I'd heard that steroids could lead to shrinkage, but damn. Or maybe that's all they were endowed with and used their muscles to compensate. "New ink, huh?" the one with a shaved head asked. "Yeah, you like it?" I asked. "Kinda hard to see with all that damn fur" he replied. I laughed. "Real men have body hair" I said. "And bigger dicks" I thought, but didn't say that out loud. Both guys grunted. "That tat mean you're shootin something dirty?" the shaved headed guy asked. "Dirty? Nah. Viral, yeah" I replied. I watched both roll their eyes and the bald guy said "Whatever. Bet ya can't give it to Dirk, here. Our bodies are a lot stronger than guys like you." "If you want to give it a try, I'd be more than happy to dump a load in that ass and see what happens" I said, remembering the bear's comment earlier. I wondered if their immune systems were pumping as much iron as their muscles were. They both laughed. "Bet you'd like that. Be the best ass you fucked in your lame ass life" the bald guy said. I found it funny that he was doing all the talking and yet was offering up his buddy's ass. I guessed that the bald guy was the Dom. "Maybe. Only one way to find out" I said. Moments later, Dirk was braced against the wall with just a little soapy water helping my cock rip into his hole. My hand was over his mouth and he was screaming with each thrust. It took a few tries before my cock was fully planted into his hole. He wasn't putting up a fight other than yelling out and I wondered whether he was trying to impress his buddy or whether he got fucked a lot, just by some smaller cocks like his buddy's. His butt was really firm and once I got a good pace going, I was bouncing off it. I only lasted ten minutes before I was flooding his wrecked ass with my toxic seed. My cock slipped out of the tight chute, followed by some pink cum. "I've had better. He's tight and doesn't know how to work his ass while he gets fucked. Actually, the virgin I had last Spring was better. Anyway, let me know if one load tagged his ass or if he needs more. It took over a dozen to get me" I said. I knew Danny did it with less, but I wanted to put a good dent in their cocky attitude. They probably didn't even understand that it would take a couple weeks before the virus would show any symptoms. I sure didn't want to fuck his "lame ass" more than a few times. They left and I rinsed off before heading back to my room. -- Danny: I started hooking up more and Evan was right about the number of guys that looked for poz tops to fuck them. I got a few phone calls from the clinic reminding me to come back in for a checkup. That would be something to do after the new year. My poz profile was getting more hits and I was getting more comfortable shooting my viral cum into willing bottoms. A grad student I had been breeding had just come down with the telltale symptoms as the virus took over his body. He wanted one last fuck and I was happy to oblige. His body might have been fevered and sore, but the smile that he had on all of our previous meetings was still there. We always fucked missionary and he always stared at me, begging for me to set him free. I wasn't sure what I was going to free him of, but he was sexy and a very good bottom. I was going to miss fucking his tight, hairy, middle eastern ass. Gary, didn't seem to want to stop. We didn't do it in front of his frat bro's again, but he found he had a lot of easy dick to suck after our show. And at least one red head that found Gary's ass a good substitute when his girlfriend wouldn't put out. I liked fucking Gary's cum filled ass too. He even convinced one guy to join us for a spit roast. Too bad the guy bolted as soon as he shot his load down Gary's throat less than five minutes in. I learned that neg guys that wanted to hookup from my poz profile would only be interested until they got what they wanted and then I'd never hear from them again. One guy had sent me several messages, wanting to meet up but his profile said he was a top and wanted negative partners. While I liked the top part, the neg part ruled me out. Finally, instead of ignoring his message again, I pointed it out. "The neg 4 neg part is for my bf in case he sees my profile. I want to bottom for your poz dick and get knocked up" 7thknhrd replied. "Don't mind giving u bug, but don't want to be responsible 4 u giving it to ur unsuspecting bf" I sent back. "NP, going to use it as excuse to dump him. He's too boring & clingy" was his response almost immediately. We met up at his apartment the next day and he looked a lot better than the small, grainy pictures in his profile. He was tall, slender and smooth. His dark blond hair was cut short and his pubic hair was trimmed which made his average cock look longer. I wasn't sure it was seven inches like he claimed, but it didn't matter since I would be doing the fucking. I could tell that he was a runner from his legs and ass. He looked a little familiar, but I couldn't figure out why. I'd met a lot of guys this semester and without any tattoos, piercings or facial hair, his plain average body wasn't especially memorable. Once I knew he understood the consequences I had him naked on his knees bent over the couch in his living room. Two spits and a shove made him scream and got half of my cock into him. I pulled out, pushed his face into the cushions and shoved back in. He squirmed around, but I had him trapped. This was a move I learned from the first guy I knocked up by myself after Evan. The bottom's friend gave me lots of ideas on how to get my virus into the bottom's bloodstream while he watched. I could tell that the guy my dick was in wasn't a total top, but it had been a while since he'd bottomed since he was pretty tight and didn't loosen up very quick. Fifteen minutes of drilling his tight ass had gotten me close. The last minute was spent pulling out and ramming back in until I planted my cock in deep and fired several volleys of cum into his battered hole. My cock stayed in his hole until it softened. "Give me a few minutes and I'll give you a second load" I told him. He was laying there, groaning and whimpering. "Oh fuck... I dunno... my ass is on fire" he whined. "You wanted to get knocked up. If you can't take another one, I'm not going to bother fucking you again" I told him. I wondered when I had become this sadistic jerk that got turned on by giving someone an incurable disease. But many guys wanted what I had and I loved pumping my cock and cum into those willing asses. I didn't need to waste my time with guys that couldn't take a decent fucking. "Oh god... please... fuck me... just not as hard" he begged. There was something about hearing a guy beg to get fucked that made my cock hard as a rock. The next fuck was shorter and not as rough. He still got a nice load soaking into his gut and my balls were now empty. "Plug that hole up. You don't want to lose any of that seed" I told him as I pulled my cock out and wiped it on his ass cheek. He handed me a plug from table and I laughed to myself as I pushed it in. It looked like the one Tony had gotten a week after I had shown him Stu's plug in my ass. It reminded me to ask Tony where the sex toy store was nearby. They must have had a sale on this model. I stood up and stuffed my dick back into the jockstrap and pulled up my sweats. "Same time Wednesday?" I asked. We met six, maybe seven, times over the next two weeks. It was always doggy style like a lot of guys wanted, but he tried harder than most not to look at me. Most of the time the door was cracked open and he was in position bent over the front of the couch, just waiting to get fucked. We stopped meeting when he told me that classes were getting busy and he figured I had already charged him up. I was hoping to hear if I had been successful, but never heard from him again. -- Evan: The guy that answered the door looked about my age. His beard was a lot longer and shaggier than mine, obscuring my view of the thick leather collar locked around his neck. He was a few inches taller than me and a good fifty pounds heavier. A black jockstrap covered his cock and a pair of leather boots covered his feet and went half way up his calf. He looked me over and I did the same to him. A smile showed behind the facial hair and that's when I noticed the thick septum ring. "Come on in. Daddy is waiting for you" he said in a deep, sexy voice. I stepped in and as soon as the door shut he said "Please undress here. Naked or gear is all that is allowed inside." I took my clothes off, folding them neatly and setting them on a stool. I put my boots back on and then dug into my backpack for the leather gear I brought. Once the wrist bands and harness were on I stood up and looked back at him. He was staring at me, licking his lips and I was sure that the bulge in the jock was much larger. As he turned to lead me in to wherever the bear was waiting, I noticed that the thick covering of fur on his body also covered his back. He was hairier than I was and it really turned me on. My cock twitched a few times and I wanted to spend a few hours with my paws, tongue and dick ravaging him. We went down a hallway and he turned into a room. It once was a bedroom and was now a playroom with soundproof padding on the walls and a sling hanging from the ceiling. That's where I found the bear. His feet were in the stirrups and his hands cuffed and locked to the chains by his head. Each nipple was clamped and a rag was stuffed in his mouth. The smell of poppers hung in the air. "Daddy wanted to be ready for you, so you could spend all of your time sharing your gift with him" the younger guy said. I smiled, looking over my prey. His eyes were glued on me but showed no fear of what was about to happen. I wondered how his boy would take me using his daddy. I had seen a few of these types of relationships and some times the sub would freak out when his Dom got fucked. Since I didn't know any details of their relationship, I didn't even know if the younger guy was a sub. "Hopefully, he will share it with you once he converts" I told him. His eyes lit up, his face beamed and he nodded vigorously. "Since his mouth is full, come here and suck me fully hard" I said to the cub. He whimpered a little and I think it was from excitement. He said "Yes, Sir" and scurried over in front of me and knelt down. His mouth swallowed my cock and began to suck. He was good and if this were a normal meeting, I would have let him go for a while. Instead, a few minutes later I grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled the cub's head off my cock. "That's all for now. You can stay there if you want to watch your daddy get bred" I said before letting go of his hair and moving between the bear's legs. I looked him over and saw his eyes still locked on to me. His balls had a leather stretcher tightly gripping the sac and a nice 0 gauge PA on the end of his hard cut cock. As I looked back at him, my hands started to rub over his ass and that's when I found a toothbrush sticking out of his hole. I'd read stories about them and even found a video where a guy brushed his bottom's hole to make sure the bug had an easier way to attack. I heard a brief chuckle from the cub. I pulled the brush out and saw the red bristles. I pushed the brush handle through a link on the chains near the bear's foot strap so that it would be handy later. My cock was still hard as steel and I pressed the head to the tortured hole. My hands gripped the bear's legs and I smiled back at him before tugging on his legs and impaling my cock into his hole. The bear screamed out and the cub gasped. The spit from the short blowjob appears to have been the only lube the bear had. I'd never fucked a guy dry before, except for the very first time I topped when I had no idea what I was doing. Unlike that first time, I didn't pull out and add spit or lube. The quivering hole felt good around my shaft. I pulled back and thrust back in. After a few more slams into the torn up chute, I got the bear swinging back and forth, plowing my cock into him. I had forgotten how easy it was to fuck a guy in a sling. I was usually the one laying on the leather or canvas seat taking bare cocks. After a short time of letting him fuck on to my cock, I started to thrust in. The pace picked up and then slowed down. The bear's gaze only occasionally looked away from me and that was to see his cub. As much as I liked feeling the bear's pussy on my dick, I needed to unload the first dose of cum. I slowed the pace down until I gave a firm thrust while yanking the bear to me. My cock was buried as deep as it would go and my balls knew what to do. Spurts of cum pumped deep inside the bear. He groaned around the rag while my cock pulsed. I left my cock inside after the last shot, expecting it to soften like it usually did. A few minutes later I pulled out and the shaft was still hard. I motioned for the cub to come closer and told him quietly "One lick on his pussy and one lick on my dick." A loud whimper followed each lap of his tongue and he moved back to his spot. The second fuck was shorter and with a load of cum inside, a lot easier. I was surprised at how quickly my balls had recovered and gave an unhealthy six or seven volleys of cum into the battered hole. I backed away and grabbed the toothbrush from the chain, pushing it back into the gaping hole. Ten twisting strokes covered the bristles with a dark pink ooze before I pushed it back in like I found it earlier. The cub lapped at my softening cock, replacing the cum mixture with spit. Once I was satisfied, I pushed him back and moved to the other end of the sling, pulling the rag from the bear's mouth. "I hope that does the trick. Let me know if you need a repeat, but just remember that it will cost you your cub's ass" I told him. A wicked grin filled the bear's face before he said "Thanks. I'll let you know."

Phoned for a cab home from city as usual. Got one of the Pakistani guys cab drivers who fucked me before. Pulled up as usual down the dark end road, Muz just pulled out his cock and smiled, I went to work on it, great girth, poppers out, he was smoking and got on phone talking in his language, he took me to side of cab back door open and started fucking me, took cock out to suck and put it back in ass, he was a good fuck, cum in me, cleaned up gave me a smoke, asked if I would wait here, his friend Rizwn wants to fuck me and will take me home. He left.. now I was in a darkened street, almost naked from the bottom waiting for a cab. 20 mins later, Riz tongue down my throat, he likes kissing. He was a hot hairy bloke and fucked me good and took me home. Slept well.

Chapter 23 The guy looked around and said “ He’s ready. Lets get him where he needs to be”. Some guys came over to him. Two were caring a point that to the Pig looked half full. The pig remembered the last time he was there he got one an that is when that the world changed for him. Another guy had a baggie with some crystal looking things in it. The guy pulled his fingers from the Pig’s mouth and moved around behind him. He whispered in his eat “ Tell everyone you want to be a Meth slut “. The Pig mumbled it and the guy rubbed a finger around the Pig’s rosebud and said “ Louder “. The Pig said it louder this time but not to the guy’s satisfaction. In a firm voice he said “ Louder Pig “. When the Pig started to say it, the guy dug a finger nail into the pigs rosebud. The Pig yelled “ I want to be a Meth slut “ . You could hear it upstairs. The Guy said good, we all know what you want now. The guy with the baggie walked up in front of the Pig and showed him a large shard. He held it up so the Pig could see it and said “ See how big this is “ ? The pig said “ Yes “. The guy said one of these will start you into the world of true Pig hood. He asked “ See all the nice sharp edges? “ “ These will cut that sensitive rosebud and get you ready for the gifts your gong to Get. “ the Pig only made a mumbling sound and the guy walked behind the pig and then patted the Pig on his ass and said “ Oh. By the way. I plan of eventually shoving three of the devils up that ass of yours starting now with one “. He asked the Pig “ Are you ready for this “ ? The Pig mumbled a weak “ Yes “. The guy behind him started working that Shard up is ass. He knew it would cut that rectum and get it ready for all the gifts he was about to receive. He also knew that with all the action it had already gotten his ass would be on fire. The guy stood up and pushed the fat head of his cock against the Pig’s ass to keep the shard in its place. He pushed up and his cock head popped into the Pig’s ass that gripped him like a vise. He could feel the Pig’s muscle throbbing on his cock. He asked the Pig “ Feel that heat burning inside you “? The Pig shook his head yes in a quick motion. He could tell the pig was in the middle of the heat and could only feel that. The Pig was so intent on the feeling in his ass that he hadn’t noticed the two guys had put bands on his upper arms and had swabbed his arm with something that smelled like alcohol. The guy behind him moved to push more into the Pig’s grasping ass. He said “ You getting nice and warm inside now “ ? the Pig mumbled “ Yes “. The guy said “ Good because your about to go into orbit “ The warmth and the cock in his ass kept the Pig’s attention. He felt a slight sting in each arm, nothing to crazy, it almost felt like a mosquito sting. He looked at one of his arms in time to see a guy pulling back on a syringe and pushing it back in. One of the guys removed the bands on both arms. The Pig felt a strange warmth in his harms then a ringing in his ears. He was hit with an uncontrollable cough as the Tina raced thru his veins and chest. There was a metallic taste in his mouth. The Heat radiated thru his entire body. During this time when he was rushing, his ass was trying to literally eat the cock up his ass. The guy behind him said “ Christ ! His ass is sucking me dry “. The guy then said “ Take my dirty load you fucking fag “. He was pumping he deadly load into the guts of the Pig. The guy that was on his knees sucking the Pig’s cock stared to choke and said “ He is coming like a fountain. Between the precum and cum it is almost hard to swallow fast enough “. The guy also said “ I can taste the drugs in his cum, he is loaded “. The guy that was u his ass pulled out but put a couple fingers in the Pig to hep keep all the man juice in his ass. Another guy walked up and between the 2 of them managed to get the new cock up the Pig’s cunt without losing much at all. This guy said “ Your right. His ass is still pulsing and twitching on my cock “. The guy started pumping up the pigs ass and said he wasn’t going to last long. He unloaded a big load of dirty cum int the Pig’s spun ass. During this time the Pig wasn’t aware of his surroundings and when he did start to focus he noticed a familiar person. It was from his last encounter at the Bath. He looked down and sat an enormous cock hanging on the guy. It was Horse. This was the guy that tried to stuff his cock all the way in his ass the last time he was here. It would not fit and he remembered the pain he felt inside. It wasn’t just the length but it was obscenely thick. Horse looked at the Pig and said “ You ready to try this again Pig “ ? Horse knew that this Pig had ore than enough chems in him to be ready to try but wanted to hear he Pig say it.

Chapter 1 Men in various stages of undress surrounded me on all sides. Some were here for the music, moving in time with the techno rhythm. Others were here for the sex, fucking and getting fucked all over the club. Some were here to socialize, chatting with their friends on sofas. But all here were gay, and most were on drugs; a stark contrast to the closeted and vanilla offerings in my small town. This was my first night out in the big city, having moved here some months ago, with the few gay friends I had made promising it would be a fun- and sex-filled night. Moving past the throng of muscle-clad bodies, I spotted him. I recognized him almost immediately among the crowd: at 2 meters, he stood far taller than most people there, his 5 o’clock shadow peppered with grey, his face rough and wrinkled – typical for someone in his 50s. He was a mammoth of a man, definitely over 120 kilos, and while many at the party would have dismissed him because he didn’t have a sixpack, I much preferred his build: gigantic, clearly powerful from years of work at the gym, as if his goal was perpetually to bulk and never to cut. He looked just like he did those few times I saw him at the gym: sweaty and red-faced – probably the result of hard drugs circulating through his system rather than a hard workout – except for the fact he wasn’t wearing any clothes. Oddly enough, aside from his stubble, he had completely shaved off every trace of body hair, and odder still, I found it perfectly complemented his gargantuan build: every inch of his frame was exposed, his muscles accentuated by the sheen of sweat that would normally be obscured by body hair, making him appear even bigger, more threatening. I catch a brief glimpse of the monster hanging between his legs and my hole twitched. A thick, uncut piece of meat travelling down his thigh, perfectly framed by thick balls, bulging veins traveling along its length and disappearing into his crotch. The head poked out just a little through the foreskin, glistening as a few drops gathered at the tip. Whether it was precum, piss, or sweat, I didn’t care; I needed to have him in me. “Luke! Let’s go!” hearing my name, I snapped back to the present, and continued with my friend, Alex, to the toilets to snort some lines and take some G. Reminding myself not to stare so blatantly, I rushed over, and as soon as the drugs took effect, I threw myself into the moment: dancing, chatting, flirting, making out with hot guys left and right. The jockstrap that formed the entirety of my outfit made sure I attracted a lot of attention. But no matter how much I tried to avoid it, my mind kept going back to the guy from the gym, skimming the crowd in hopes of catching another glimpse of his immense frame and giant cock. Alex was talking to me about some hot Cuban guy he sucked off in the bathroom, and while I wasn’t really following the conversation, I immediately noticed when he went quiet, his eyes locked on to something behind me, towering over me. Feeling a hand on my shoulder and a hard dick brush up against my lower back, I froze too, hoping it was him. Here he was, two hours since I spotted him in the crowd, his breath hot on my ear, his beard scratching the goosebumps that prickled up on the back of my neck. “Hey there bitch”, he said in a low rumble. “I’ve seen you looking at me from across the room.” My face immediately turned red, and my heart skipped a beat. Shit, I thought I was being discreet! “I’ve also seen you drooling over me at the gym. Yeah, I remember you. I saw your faggot eyes sneak a peek at my junk in the locker room whenever they got the chance.” He took a step closer, his hard cock sliding up my back as he pressed his body to mine. He cast a forceful glance at Alex, who just nodded and disappeared into the crowd, instinctively knowing to leave me to this monster of a man. “Now listen here bitch. You want this dick?” I nodded. “Then there are some ground rules you have to follow. First, what I say, goes. I tell you to lick piss off the floor? You do it. I tell you to present your pussy to some thug on the street? You fucking do it. The moment you say ‘no’ is the moment you’re never getting this dick again. Understood?” Fuck, this was serious. Hesitating, I nod. “Good. Second, I got used to a certain way of fucking, and I’m not about to change that. My bitches better be fucked up when they get fucked. So you want my load? You’re gonna get a fuckload of drugs shoved up that pussy before my dick goes in. You want another load after that? Well shit, kid, you’re gonna get even more spun. You got that?” “Y-yes…?” I answer. “Now the best part is where those two rules interact” he continued. “Remember rule number one? What I say, goes. So if I want to dump another load up that cunt, I’m gonna do just that, and if you refuse, no more dick. But then there’s rule number two. So before I pump another load into you, I’ll pump you full of more drugs.” Fuuuuuuck! My heart and mind were racing, terrified, but my dick was rock-hard and my hole was tingling in anticipation. In the two months since I’ve moved here, I had wasted no time embracing my inner slut: I’ve had sex on drugs before, and even sucked off a guy in the middle of the dance floor tonight. But this was a whole different level I wasn’t entirely sure I was prepared for. “So you better hope I’m done soon, bitch. But I doubt it. You’ll be speaking gibberish by the end of the night, if you’re lucky. And if you aren’t… let’s just hope I’m done with you by the time you pass out, because if I’m not, well, the rules still apply. I’ll drug you, and I’ll fuck you, and this time you can’t say no.” My dick was leaking precum, and a small groan escaped my lips as I felt his cock throb against my back, picturing it pumping a load into my guts. “So what’ll it be?” he asked. But something about his tone told me he already knew my answer. I could stop at any time, I told myself. I could just let him fuck me once, twice maybe, and then simply refuse anything that came after. I took a deep breath, and nodded. “Good boy. Now, let’s get you fucked up reeeeeeeal good.” Heart thumping, I followed his glistening naked body across the dance floor to a half-empty sofa on the other side. Grabbing me by my arm, he roughly sat me down on one end, briefly interrupting the casual chat two guys were having on the other side. Reaching under my legs, he easily pulled me down the sofa cushion until I was lying on my back, and lifted my legs over my head. “Alright bitch. Put your fingers in that sweet cunt of yours and open it wide for daddy.” Quietly, I obeyed, as he reached into his fanny pack and took out a baggie filled with white powder, opening it up, and bringing it close to my hole. “You ready to fly, bitch?” I could feel the adrenaline taking over as the powder tipped ever closer to the edge of the bag, the reality of what was about to happen starting to hit me. Looking at him with fear in my eyes, once again, I nodded. “Fuck yeah,” he said, and started pouring the drugs into me, slowly at first, but then tipping the baggie until more started falling out, quickly surpassing what I would consider a normal amount of any drug, then twice that amount, and still, he continued. He grinned as he saw the terrified look on my face. “You wanna know what’s in here?” he asked, a playful smile taking over his face. I realized at that point that I had no idea what he was putting in me, so caught up I was in the moment. Once more, I nodded, wide-eyed, watching him shake out a little more powder before closing the baggie and putting it away. If at least I knew what it was, I could prepare myself for whatever high, however strong, was coming my way. “Fuck if I know!” he laughed. “I found that baggie on the floor over there. Guess we’re both in for a surprise soon.” He spit on my hole, rubbing the glob in with his thick, calloused finger. “You two!” he barked at the guys sitting next to us, now transfixed by the scene unfolding in front of them. “Spit!” he commanded, extending an open hand in front of them. They quickly obliged, watching him take the thick globs of spit and spread them along his throbbing dick before turning all his attention back to me. “Now, open wide, bitch!”

**This is a fictional story, based on a fictional story. It's told from the point of view of a 25-ish year old, a little better than average twink, 5'6'. So my friends having been giving me shit lately. Ugh. Whatever. First off they were trying to "warn me" about this guy I started talking to at the bar. He's super hot, bald mid 30's tattoos all over his body and face, slim and lean muscle body. They were so concerned that one of them pulled me aside and told me who he was. Lol. Like I know who he is. He's a sleazy top who loves to fuck bare - oh yeah and he's poz. Lol. So what? Like I fucking care. Look, it's none of their business what I do. I tried to get them off my back and told them "don't worry, we're just gonna hang out." Of course we weren't gonna hang out. We went back to his place once we got in his place, he pulled down his 8 inch cock and and turned me around. He grabbed some lube and rubbed it all over his dick, I pulled down my short shorts and exposed my bare ass in a jock. He grabbed me and stuck his fat 8 in cut cock inside of me while I leaned up against the door. He fucked me so hard, I moaned so loud. I reached back and held his head closer to mine while he fucked hard and hard with his fat raw cock. Then he started to cum. He pulled me closer to him and held my body while he shot deep inside of me. It felt so hot. I could feel his poz load inside of me. I got down on my knees and suck him off and cleaned his dick. I could tell he was ready for me to go, so I got up, pulled my pants up and walked out. But anyways my friends have gotten worse. Seriously, like what the fuck. We're all having lunch one day and they start giving me shit about my profile on one of those hook up apps. Well the thing is, my profile is pretty excplicit. It's my boy next door face and a headline that says "POZ friendly bottom" with a small bio that said "easy submissive cumdump for raw cock." They were like judging me but fuck them. You see, I like poz cocks. They're harder than neg dicks. I know, I've been fucked by many. Poz guys are always hotter and sleazier and they love to use slutty whore like myself. I love to please them, I love to have my hole loaded for their hard cocks. But my one friend is like "but you're on PrEp right?" LMAO. Fuck no. That's cool if you are dude, but keep your dick away from me. They think I'm nuts, but that's fine. My hole was leaking as we were having lunch because I had just gotten fucked. And my phone buzzed again. I had to cut my lunch short and head over to another dude's place. His wife is out and he wanted to drop a quick load inside me. As I walked away from my friend, I made a slight change on my profile. I changed my "neg" status to "don't care."

What annoys you most about gay porn? The general lack of Robot themed storylines When the title is totally misleading. Like "Be Gay! Do Crimes!'' it's just a bunch of Random Butt Fuckery instead of Hot Guys in Disguises Stealing Jewels. Or doing other Felonious Activities like faking your own death & Committing Insurance Fraud When the guys in the porn are watching porn of guys fucking and watching porn. And I'm watching them all fucking and watching porn and then Stephen Hawking shows up and tells me I broke Time again, and he's really getting tired of this shit. That Cockman & Throbbin wasn't a hugely successful franchise. When somebody starts to wax poetically about their childhood and the screen goes all wobbly and cuts to a sepia-colored shot of the same actor, but he's wearing Garanimals and a funny propeller beanie hat, getting Butt Fucked on a Tricycle by a Clown at his little sister's birthday party, and that is what passes for Narrative Exposition these days! I'm still rock hard but now I'm also pissed off and confused. Bennie Hill Music

Scott My limited experience with oral gay sex certainly paid off in my acting performance. Our director couldn't believe the improvement in our rehearsal scenes. On the negative front, Dan's frustration with my shunning his every sexual advance had ramped up considerably. I'm not sure if it was because he'd seen me go so far with the young guy at the bathhouse, or because in rehearsal I allowed things to go further than before. For example I didn't hesitate to touch his hardon when I simulated giving a blowjob. Even though he continued to refuse to use the cock socks provided. I think what drove him most crazy was his naked cock being so close and even touching my ass when he simulated fucking me. He desperately wanted to shove on in. I never neglected sternly chastising him any time he tried to make advances outside of rehearsal, even and especially when I accompanied him to the bathhouse. We were summoned to a special meeting after the dress rehearsal three days before opening night. The director and our woman producer had seemed quite sullen throughout the rehearsal. The producer informed us that the theater had banned us from performing the play. Some of their investors had caught wind of the bareback theme and it's centrality to the play and pulled out of the contract. Dan and I were devastated! We were proud of the story we were ready to present. It wasn't really pro bareback, it just provided what we thought was a key conversation starter for a delicate topic in 1993. After Dan and I had a chance to speak and raise our questions the director hesitantly offered that there might be a way to still present the play. Dan and I were all ears. Through his networks he knew of a sex club with an adequate space to mount the production that was available at such short notice and willing to host the play. Dan and I were; "So let's do it. Why all the drama?" "The sex club has a very specific stipulation with their willingness to allow the play in their venue." I responded; "That's fine. Dan and I are willing to meet any stipulation they have. " "I'm not so sure you are. I know Dan would be okay, but I'm not sure you would be Scott. " "What the fuck could their stipulation be?" "Fucking,and sucking! It's a Sex Club. Their patrons will only settle for the real thing. No simulated scenes. That is their one stipulation. Sorry Scott." "Fuckin A!" Dan enthusiastically chimed in. "Too bad Dan. But you can't do the play without me." "Actually I've found a gay male escort/porn star that's been studying your part Scott. It will be risky but I think he could pull it off." "What the fuck! So you're shutting me out at this late stage?" "Well not if you're willing to perform the real thing on stage." Our director offered. "Holy fucking shit! You've got to be kidding!" I lamented. "I'm afraid not. I really want to keep you in. You've worked so hard and I love the way you play the part. But unless you're comfortable with their stipulation my hands are tied. " "Fuck! Fuck! God damn! ... ... Hypothetically, if I agreed could we at least use condoms for the fucking scene? You know, hidden from the audience to maintain the story line, but to protect my ass and health?" Director: "That's not part of their stipulation. It wouldn't be easy but what do you think Dan." Dan: "Given a choice I'd rather fuck the porn star bareback. Actually I've been horny as hell to breed Scott's virgin straight ass." Director: "I know those are your preferences, but would you agree to using a condom and staying with Scott. He will have to suck you without, we can give you that much." Dan: "Fuck. At least I finally get to do him for real. Let's do it. " Me: "Please give me overnight to think about it. Would it be okay if I tell you in the morning." Director: "Sure that's only fair." I didn't accept Dan's offer of a ride home that night. I begged off my date with my girlfriend and I headed to a different bathhouse than Dan's regular. I needed to do some much more detailed research, and I needed to do it fast. I needed to be as comfortable and in control as much as possible so I took a room. I closed the door, stripped and turned on the TV porn to settle in. My entire body was shaking as I tried to maneuver the TV remote. I wrapped a towel around my middle, fished out my credit card and made my way to the bar. I quickly downed a double scotch on the rocks and chased it down with another. I could now keep my hands from shaking and didn't want to loose complete control. I made my way to the slurp ramp to at least begin with something I had some experience with. I stepped up and started sucking the first unoccupied cock I saw before I lost my nerve. He soon warned me to watch my teeth, but otherwise seemed to enjoy my efforts. I was beginning to think this was taking to long when he grabbed his cock and began to wank himself. He called down for me to open my mouth and blasted away. I did my best to take everything in and swallow. My first real swallowed load was rather enjoyable. Another cock was free and I went to work on it. I guess I was more relaxed and confident because it wasn't long 'til I thought, 'fuck, I think he's close.' And sure enough my mouth began to fill with his warm sperm. I was more selective with my third endeavor. I watched and waited for a larger cock closer to the size of Dan's. When I found it the guy invited me to his room. I said that would be okay but I only wanted to suck him. I didn't need reciprocation, and I wasn't interested in having him fuck me. He agreed. I struggled to manage his length and girth, but he was patient and offered poppers and directions. It took some time for me to find the technique he required and half way through his fingers found my ass. I was annoyed at first until I remembered I'd be opening up for far more if I stayed with the play. After all, that's what this visit was all about. He was a good coach because just when my jaw was getting too tired I could sense his balls tightening. I took his length in deep and started to feel his cock unload at my tonsils. I kept guzzling down his juices but not fast enough to keep them from filling my mouth and spilling over my lips. It was a massive load. I couldn't take credit, but it's volume made me feel extremely proud. I found myself thinking, 'I wish someonw had seen that. ' We settled beside each other sitting on his bed and comfortably started to talk. I don't remember how it started, but soon it was about our past sex lives. "If you're straight, what are you doing here?" He quipped. So I filled him in on the play and my experience while researching, and then I told him the decision I needed to make by morning. He was an attentive listener and caught on that I needed to get fucked that night to make my decision. He suggested I let him fuck me since his cock was the same size as Dan's. He said that since he had already cum we could use his recharge time to teach me to clean out. A skill this anal fuck virgin certainly didn't have. I accepted his offers. Thankfully it didn't take much for me to be squeaky clean and he figured he'd be pretty good to go. He had me lie on my stomach and soon he was eating out and tounge fucking my ass. This oral ass attention had felt great in the bathhouse my first time. This guy took it to a different level. I was so turned on I hadn't even noticed he had included finger fucking. I didn't notice 'til he was at three fingers. After four fingers he lined up his naked cock and pushed the tip inside my ass. "What the fuck are you doing!" I screamed. "Fucking you so you can decide if you can stay with the play?! Like you asked. " "Not bareback. Where's the condom?" "But I thought the plays about barebacking?" "Yeah, but my costar's wearing a condom for the 'real deal'." Let's call him Frank pulled out of me and rolled on protection. It took lots of lube and poppers but eventually his covered cock was deep in my no- longer virgin ass. I was delighted to see how my original panic and pain switched to pleasure and enthusiastic participation. Sooner than I wanted Frank told me he was close and wondered where I wanted him to come. Thinking quickly, I'd have to take it inside on stage', I pulled him in tight. His cock felt fantastic blasting off in my ass. I knew the answer. I'd call first thing in the morning to let them know I'd have real sex on stage and stay in the play.

No. l am a gay man and a total top. I USE faggots, I degrade faggots, l rough faggots up, pass faggots around, whore faggots out and use them as fucktoys, cumdumps, toilets and breeding bitches. l treat faggots like cheap, worthless trash and they thank me for the privilege. l’m not a faggot myself, but l love true faggots who know their place and crave being put in it. Keep up the good work in serving your superiors faggots of the world. And we men will continue to throatfuck you, assfuck you, fistfuck you, dildo fuck you, piss on you, spit in your face, degrade you, use you for a human fleshlight and a cumdumpster, whore you out, pass you around and tell you what dirty slutty faggots you are.

Part 11 Evan: I was really surprised when a guy on the floor wanted to hookup. He was one of those quiet types that I originally thought was straight until I found him on the gay hookup apps and later washing a butt plug in the bathroom late one Sunday night. I told him I was interested and hoped he'd follow me back to the urinal for some quick fun, but he didn't. Danny was cute if a little skinny and hairless. I usually went for furry guys like myself and bigger too. But having a top guy down the hall sounded too good to pass up. When we did hook up, the sex was good. He liked it bare and was into more than just a pump and dump. Danny loved to rim which surprised me and his tongue knew what to do. He spent more time rimming me than the entire hookup lasted with most guys I met. He would fuck even longer than that, too. I wondered what other surprises he might have for me, since his vanilla facade appeared to be hiding a much kinkier guy. We fucked for several days in a row and then he told me he couldn't meet since he had gotten an STD. I hoped it hadn't come from me, but I didn't see the usual drip from my dick. If it was from someone else, I probably had gotten it too. He was shocked when I told him I still wanted to meet but he still showed up. I was no stranger to picking up something. It comes with the territory when you hookup with a lot of guys. I don't go looking for them, but if I get them from a guy, another fuck or two with him won't hurt before we go to get treated. As expected, my dick was soon leaking. We had kept hooking up until I saw the drip from my own cock. Danny and I hit the clinic together after a week of bug filled sex. It was his first time catching something and he really felt ashamed and kept apologizing. The clinic wanted to do a full set of blood tests once they saw my history, so I figured what the hell since it had been a while. I was going to wait until the STDs had cleared and then I caught some flu thing, probably from standing in the rain at a protest on campus. It was a couple weeks after my visit to the clinic before I went back for the blood draw. I forgot to ask him if he did it too until the day before I went to get my results. I knew that barebacking without going on PrEP was risky, but I figured by choosing partners carefully I could dodge the bullet. The bear gathering at a campground last Spring where I spent a day in the sling taking loads was the riskiest thing I'd done and all I got from that was a nasty rash from poison ivy. I knew right away who had given me HIV, since I'd only had sex with one guy for the past month. Danny seemed to be the safest fuck I'd had in a couple years. Except he wasn't. After a day of thinking it through, I realized that I was just as responsible as anyone. I hadn't done anything to prevent it. I played with fire and got burned. It took a while for the whole story to come out of Danny and I realized he was as innocent as he appeared and some sick motherfuckers had taken advantage of him and gave him a trifecta of STDs to unknowingly pass on. He had no idea how many guys he may have given HIV to, but it seemed to be into the double digits. When I updated my profiles to change my status I suddenly got a bunch of messages from guys wanting to fuck or get fucked by me. I had heard there was a group of guys that loved the risk of playing with poz guys and some that actively wanted to get infected. A newly poz guy like me was like an injured doe to a that pack of wolves. It actually helped my mental state knowing that I was still a desirable hookup and I decided to put off going on medication right away. Part of my acceptance was to proudly proclaim my new status. I had already been thinking about getting inked, but this seemed like a good place to start. I had seen many different tattoos over the past few years showing a guy was poz and while they had initially made me run away, I learned that not all guys with them were infectious. I asked Danny for advice, but he was so naive he didn't even know which symbols hinted at poz guys. If he'd known, then he might have been able to avoid getting pozzed. My thoughts leaned toward a plain biohazard until I saw one with a bear paw in the center. While I wasn't a bear quite yet, it fit my cub-like appearance. Cubs had paws, too. The next question was where. I had seen a few different placements and my first thought was to put it on my arm. That was until I saw some porn videos online that gave me a lot of other ideas. Danny did give me some good advice about putting it on the front of my body, so I could see it better. He even suggested a place to get inked. -- Danny: "If the tattoo is on your back, you can't see it very easy. I guess it would be visible to everyone else, though. I think your chest would be better" I told Evan. He nodded before asking me "Are you going to make a new profile? Lots of guys should be experiencing that fuckin great cock, not just my hairy ass." I figured this was when he was going to tell me he didn't want to see me again. "I think I'm going to take a break and figure out what to do. The doctor wants me to start treatment right away" I replied. Evan laughed a little and said "Yeah, he told me that too. I'm going to wait until after the semester ends. There seem to be a lot of guys that want to hookup with poz guys. One guy even offered me money to knock him up. I just haven't topped a guy since last Spring." He looked at me with a grin and then raised his eyebrows. It took a few seconds for me to pick up what he wanted but then he said it to make sure. "Show me that ass and let me find out if this poz fuckstick still works" he snarled at me. My libido had plummeted since I found out I had HIV, but suddenly I was horny as fuck. His bushy beard felt surprisingly good when he began to rim my ass. It took me back to those first times with Stu, feeling a tongue lap over and poke into my hole and giving me waves of pleasure. The beard against my ass added another dimension and made my body tingle. My ass was tight since I hadn't gotten fucked since the football game, but Evan knew what he was doing and had me ready for his cock after ten minutes of tongue and finger play. Like the second time Stu fucked me, Evan wasn't gentle. One thrust planted him deep into my ass. It probably was only a couple inches, but felt like a foot. I yelled into his mattress it hurt so bad. He was thicker than Stu and about the same length when hard. Evan let me get used to it and added more spit. I could tell he hadn't fucked anyone for a while, or maybe just wanted to get revenge for me pozzing him. After a few minutes, though, I got used to being fucked again. Most of the pain faded away and the pleasure was just like I remembered. Evan may have preferred being a bottom, but he was damn good at topping. His bare cock felt amazing drilling into my ass. With only a little spit and not much precum, I could really feel his cock with each stroke. The drips of sweat off his body turned me on too. Evan's hands gripped my shoulders and he used that to make sure that every thrust got all of his cock in me. "Fuck, that's a sweet pussy" Evan growled, leaning closer to my back. I could feel his heavy breath on my neck which was followed by his sweaty, hairy chest on my back. He had a lot more fur on his chest and stomach than Stu did and he let it grow instead of trimming it. I really liked the feeling and hoped that this wasn't going to be the only time Evan fucked me. "Ya like knowing ya got a toxic dick in ya?" Evan growled out. I realized at that point that I may have only gotten fucked by unmedicated poz guys so far. "I can't tell that it's poz but if feels fuckin awesome" I told him before clamping my ass around his cock. Evan chuckled and began to pound me harder. A few minutes later, he grunted and gave one hard shove before he growled like a bear. His cock was throbbing in my ass and I knew he was cumming inside me, filling me up with the bug that I'd given him. He laid there on top of me for a few minutes until he was breathing normally again. Evan slipped out of me and reached under his pillow, pulling out a plug. One spit on the end and he shoved it in my ass. "Uh... when I found you washing that plug in the bathroom, it came out of your ass, didn't it? You had it holding in all those bug infested loads you'd taken that weekend, right?" Evan said. I turned around facing him and was embarrassed, but said "Yeah, I just didn't know that they were trying to infect me." Feeling the plug in my ass made all my worries vanish. It took me back to the simpler days where I could enjoy a guy's cum soaking into my well fucked hole and look forward to it happening again the next day. "Don't worry, you didn't know what they were doing. Uh... So... how do you feel about intentionally giving your bug to a guy?" Evan asked. -- Stu: I'd been fucking this guy I'd met at the bath house. The first time I saw him he had just arrived in a shirt and tie right from the office. He was about my age, a few inches taller and perfectly manscaped. He said he'd just got out of a eight year relationship and wanted to play around before he found his next boyfriend. We'd met a couple times and I was waiting for him to arrive. I was sitting in the steam room talking with Gio about the delivery guy that he'd just finished charging up. "When he showed up last night he looked like shit, fevered and said he hurt all over. The glands in his neck were really swollen too. He'll never figure out it was me, he always showed up with at least one load in his ass. I think he took the term 'tips' literally" Gio said, laughing. That's when my latest project showed up. He looked a little shocked that I was talking to Gio and wouldn't come too close. I finally got up and we headed off to his room. He closed the door and said "You know that guy?" he asked. I lied and said "A little. He's around here a lot so we talk occasionally. Why?" "Just keep it to talking. You saw his biohazard tattoo? I heard he likes to give guys as many diseases as he can. One guy I know got HIV from just one fuck with him. Another got a couple different STDs" the guy said as he knelt down and took my cock into his mouth. I wanted to say "Yeah, he's the one that pozzed me and we've shared lots of bugs over the years" but I stayed quiet. I held him down on my cock, waiting until he struggled to get off and get some oxygen into his lungs. I did that a couple times so my cock was coated with his spit and throat slime. He looked up at me, wondering if he should go down again or if it was time for me to fuck him. I had already decided that this was going to be our last fuck. It was time for me to find another fertile hole to breed. I wasn't going to get too invested like I had with Danny. My cock took one more plunge into his mouth and he sucked on it for a couple minutes until my hand forced his head into my pubes. Like before, I held him there until he tried to pull free and then held him there another ten count. He had almost passed out and was in a daze when I allowed him to breathe again. I dragged him up to the bed and got him on all fours. Two spits and a shove and my cock was tearing back into his hole. He had told me at our first meet that he had only had vanilla sex and wanted to try getting more adventurous. I told him I liked it rough and that's how I fucked him. Twenty minutes of thrusts earned him load number five. His ass was really wrecked and I let him rest a bit while I let my balls refill. For his final fuck, I rolled him on his back and got his legs over my shoulders. This was the first time I'd fucked him missionary and I was surprised that he kept his eyes shut the whole time. I didn't last as long and load number six shot into him less than fifteen minutes later. I pulled out and he whimpered at the empty feeling in his ass. "When do you want to meet again?" he asked as I wiped my cock off with the towel. "I don't really like to fuck the same guy more than a few times. It feels too much like a relationship and I think we're getting to that point. See ya around" I said as I walked out the door. -- Danny: I couldn't believe that Evan was asking me if I wanted to purposely give HIV to another guy. I had already infected him and probably several other guys without knowing. "I don't think I could do that" I replied. "Oh... He really wants it and I thought it would be kinda hot tag teaming him with you. The one that is gonna pay me I'll do myself but we could probably poz this other guy with one try" Evan said. I looked at him with the most confused look I could muster. "Really? I'm all freaked out about what I did and you're planning on doing it on purpose?" I said. He got a big, evil grin on his face and nodded. "If they want it, why not?" Wednesday evening Evan and I went in to the adult bookstore that had a small theater in it. We went up the stairs to the balcony and found the target there. He looked to be another college student and was my age according to the profile Evan showed me. His pics seem to match, too . I also saw their conversation and the other student asked numerous times if Evan and I were toxic. We put the guy on all fours and I fed him my cock and Evan took his ass, working a few fingers and forcing some spit in. Evan leaned forward after prepping the guy's hole and said "Last chance to change your mind." The guy pulled off my cock a moment and yelled back "Do IT!" before swallowing my cock again. Evan motioned for me to hold the guy's head and once my cock was stuffed into his throat Evan shoved in. The scream was loud enough for the guys downstairs to look up. I heard a few laughs from below and the sound of two bodies slamming together right next to me. Evan was fucking the guy a lot harder than he had fucked me and the expression on his face made him look like he was possessed. Ten minutes of drilling culminated in a loud growl that got the attention of the guys downstairs again. I heard one guy below yell out "Yeah! Knock his ass up!" I wondered if they knew what we were trying to do. I caught a glimpse of the bottom's face and he looked stunned. When Evan had pulled his cock out of the guy, we swapped spots. Without a word, I drove my cock into the open, cum filled hole. I heard the bottom whimper, but I didn't know if that was from me entering his ass or tasting the cum on Evan's still hard cock. The blowjob had gotten me close so I didn't last as long as Evan. Almost, but not quite. He got a huge load though. I'd been saving it up from the moment Evan told me we were meeting the "chaser." It was a new term I hadn't heard before. I fingered a bit of the cum from his ass and tasted it. It tasted a little funny and Evan saw my expression. "Can you taste blood?" he asked and I shrugged my shoulders. We swapped spots again. He scooped some of the cum up and smiled. "Yeah, he's torn up. You can tell by the copper taste" Evan said as he jammed two fingers into the bottom's hole and twisted them around roughly. The next two fucks were quick. We each lasted only five minutes before we pumped another load into the guy. The bottom guy passed me a plug after I pulled out the second time and I laughed. The plug slid in easily and I tapped it a few times to make sure it was seated. He really needed a bigger one. The bottom moaned and I saw Evan crouch down in front of him. "It's a potent strain, but let me know if it doesn't take" he told the bottom before standing up. We tossed our clothes back on and left the guy laying on the sticky floor. -- Evan: I knew Danny was still a freaked out about pozzing a bunch of guys without knowing. We kept hooking up because I needed to get laid and he was good and convenient. While it was easy to find bottoms looking for a poz top, finding tops to fuck me was a bigger challenge. I'm pretty sure Danny only did it since he knew he couldn't poz me again and was horny. Each time he got more relaxed, though. Almost ten guys were begging me to give them my toxic cum and every day seemed to add another one. The doctor had told me that my viral load was over four hundred thousand and I should avoid sex unless the other guy was already poz and to still play safe. One guy offered to pay me a stupid amount of money to breed him until he converted. Five hundred after the first fuck and the rest when he tested poz. He wanted proof of my viral load before we fucked, but that was it. It was kind of funny since most guys that wanted to see test results wanted the opposite results. Looking back, Danny had fucked me every day for almost two weeks and then a week after that I got the flu which I now knew was when I was converting. I wasn't sure I was up for that much fucking, but I figured a week straight and then one or two more should do it. While my interest level usually depended on our chemistry, the money was a good incentive. We set up a day and time to start once the chaser got finished with a project. In the mean time, it had been so long since I topped I wanted to know if I could perform for the chaser. Danny was a little surprised but willingly took my dick. Most tops that I knew were terrible bottoms and only did it when they were too wasted to get it up. Danny was really good, though. When he claimed to be versatile he really was. He might have even liked getting fucked as much as I did. That always makes it more fun for the top. Or tops. I'm sure the group that gave him the STDs loved fucking him. Even an eighty percent bottom like me wanted to fuck him more. He was the first guy to get my charged load and as good as it felt I wanted to breed someone that wasn't already poz. I had read that it was a real rush knowing you were breeding a neg hole. I wanted to see if it was true. There was a week before my paying victim was going to be available so I looked at the other guys that wanted my bug. It took a little arm twisting but I got Danny to join me for the first one. We met him at one of the bookstores and Danny told me he had only sucked a few guys off in the glory holes there. I'd been fucked dozens of times there in almost every room. Even the creepy guy behind the counter had fucked me against a wall. We found the guy for our meet just like he'd promised. It was a little surprising since I expected him to flake. I did him first, getting some spit in his hole and then fingering him so he was ready for my cock. A few fingernails might have scraped him up inside, but he didn't complain. Danny fed him cock which seemed to keep him occupied until my cock drilled into him. Three days of no release made sure my balls were full and the barely lubed thrusts really tore him up. I pumped a big load into his ass and let it get forced in with a minute of slow strokes. Usually my cock softens quickly after I shoot my load but not this time. Danny and I swapped spots and he fucked just as hard as I did. He didn't last very long but I bet the cum filled hole pushed him over the edge. Danny tasted some of the cum and remarked about it tasting funny. When I went back for my next turn, I took a quick taste and knew the bottom's ass was wrecked. He was well on his way to shooting his own toxic seed. We each dumped another load in the chaser and I was spent. While I wouldn't turn down a cock fucking me, I had nothing left if someone wanted mine. When we were done, the guy passed a butt plug back to Danny to lock our viral swimmers in. I told the chaser to let me know if it didn't take and we'd try again, but I never heard from him again.

13. I took the train home, thinking eagerly about the jock that would be coming over soon to breed my hole. The nerdy guy’s message came through as I passed through a station, he was looking for tonight. I told him if he wanted to breed a cum filled hole to come over in a few hours. I passed a tall guy on his way out as I entered the apartment building. I wondered if he had just finished with Mike. I listened for a moment at the door before unlocking it. Mike was naked in the living room, he looked sweaty and freshly fucked. “Was that your top I passed on the way in?” “Sure was,” he bent over the couch and showed me his cum filled hole. It gaped a little, pink and inviting. “Damn, he left you open,” I said, dropping my work things by the door. I kicked off my shoes and then stripped naked in my room before coming back into the living room. “And how’s your cunt?” “See for yourself,” I got on the couch next to him and presented my hole. “Fuck, looks like you’ve been fucked recently too. I told him about my boss breeding me. “Good little cumdump.” “And I have another top coming over shorty.” Mike laughed, “Me too actually.” “Perfect, no hole unbred.” The buzzer went off, “That’s mine I’m guessing.” He rang them in. “I’ll go wait in my room, give you some privacy.” “Fuck no, on your knees faggot.” “What?” “On your knees by the couch. I hold your key, I own your hole. I want to show off my sub.” “Yes Sir,” I replied smiling, and got on my knees. There was a knock on the door. Mike opened it wide, exposing himself and me to whoever was on the other side. It was my jock. He looked taken aback. “I think I have the wrong…” he stammered looking at Mike and not noticing me. “No you’re in the right place, you’re here to breed my pig,” he gestured to me. “Fuck, I didn’t realize you were sub’s sub,” my top said stepping inside the apartment. “You own this locked boy?” “Damn right?” “And you’re locked yourself,” it was clearly just a statement not a question. “Yep. I locked myself because I love being bred, then when my roommate here found out he decided he wanted to try. So, I locked his cock and took the key. Three days later, here he is, begging for more cock.” “You want to get fucked?” “God yes,” I said speaking for the first time. “Take him into that room there, I’ve got my own top coming and I don’t feel like sharing tonight.” “Yes Sir,” said the jock, and walked towards my bedroom. I followed him closely. As soon as he was in my room he pulled his shirt off and I was hit by the intoxicating smell of sweaty man. He turned to face me, and grabbed me around my naked waist. He pulled me close to him, I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he raised one arm, flexing his muscle and exposing his pit. I dove into the musky bush and lapped at his pit. He groaned, and then forced me quickly to my knees. I hadn’t seen his cock yet, I thought, just the picture of him in the speedo. I was like a kid on Christmas morning pulling his pants off, anxious to see what was inside. He kicked his pants to the side as they fell around his ankles, and I was left face to face with a straining pair of white briefs. It was a hot sight, the toned muscular young man with a sprout of thick hair between his bulging pecs in a pair of classic white briefs. Still, I only admired the image for a moment. Impatient as I was to get his cock inside of some part of me, it was only seconds before the briefs joined his pants tossed to the side. Now, pointing straight at me was a broad, fat, mushroom headed cock erupting from a dense nest of light brown pubes. I dove in, and swallowed him till my nose was buried in those musky pubes. “Oh fuck,” he groaned, and put one hand on the back of my head to hold me still to face fuck me. I sputtered and gagged as he roughly used his mouth. My lips quickly started to hurt stretched around his girth but I made no motion for him to stop, I held my hands on his hips and let him use me. I realized when I heard the noises in the other room that we hadn’t closed the door to my room. The front door opened, there was some quick conversation and then after a long pause there was the unmistakable sound of someone else getting their face fucked. Mike was being used in the living room while I was being used in my room. I was interested to see who Mike hadn’t wanted to share but I guess that would have to wait. After maybe five minutes the jock stopped his assault on my mouth. My chin was covered in spit and phlegm, his pubes matted down with my juices. He pulled me to my feet, and for the first time kissed me roughly before knocking me onto my back on the bed. He grabbed my feet and put them on his shoulders exposing my hole to him. “You ready to get fucked dude. I’m guessing that’s a drop of cum leaking out of your cunt so I don’t need lube.” He spat on his cock and rubbed it on my well used hole. “Fucking breed me.” “Fuck yes,” and he pressed his cock forward. We both moaned as the wide expanse of his cock head stretched my cunt out. I let out my breath slowly savoring the tension of being opened that quickly gave way to ecstasy as his cock head started to probe my insides. He let out a long breath too as he bottomed out and his pubes pressed into my ass. His balls bumped heavily against my skin. “God you feel good,” he moaned in a low rumble. “Use my hole, please!” “Fuck yes, fuck!” He started to work his way in and out of my hole, only a little at first and then longer deeper strokes, and quickly he was pounding me. I was not being quiet and there was no way that Mike and his top didn’t know that I was being used in the other room. That somehow made it hotter. The jock despite his youth knew how to use a hole. He was hammering me like a champion, his muscles flexing under his skin as he did. Sweat sprung up on his chest making little trails through the hair that grew between his pecs. His musky sent rolled off of him in waves over taking the room. I was once again a whimpering whore. The jock forced me forward, my knees now touching my shoulders. He was above me, hammering downward, the force of gravity driving him further into my hole. I was shouting. A few drops of sweat dripped from him onto me and a long string of precum hung from the tip of my cage. He started to grunt as he pushed yet deeper, I could see it in his eyes, he was getting ready to give me another load. After a few more thrusts of the vertical assault he roared, and punched as deep as he could. His balls tightened up to his body and a river of cum was pumped into my welcoming guts. His breath was ragged as his balls emptied, then he collapsed forward onto me. As his breath called, he shifted so that he could pull out and fall on the bed next to me still panting lightly. He pulled me to him, pressing our sweaty bodies together. I turned so he was spooning me and I could feel his cock deflate against my cheeks. Now that it was quiet in my room again I could hear Mike being pounded in the other room, his little yelps as the cock in him drove home. The jock could hear it too, and after a few minutes of slow breathing I felt his cock start to stiffen again. He grew hard against me. I shifted, and turned so that his hardening cock was right between my cheeks. As soon as it was hard enough he, without prompting, slid it back inside me. He fucked me slowly this time. Kissing the back of my neck as he slipped in and out of me both of us on our sides. I had one had reached back, holding to his gyrating hip, and he had one arm across my chest holding me tight to him. His lips were on my ear, and I could feel their soft warmth. Mike was being destroyed, begging the man to fill him up, and the jock just kept fucking me slow and deep. I clenched my ass on his cock, and rocked a little in his rhythm. This was almost like the fuck of a lover, in stark contrast to the breeding he had just given me. As Mike’s shouts became more frantic, the jock started fucking deeper into me. He shifted us so that my leg was bent and he was better able to get the full length of his cock in me for every stroke. “God, your cunt feels amazing,” he whispered in my ear, “do you want another load?” “Yes please,” I said in an equally hushed voice. Mike’s top was now boasting loudly about how much cum he was going to pump into my roommate, and both the jock and I seemed to feel that if we were too loud now we might break their concentration. As Mike’s top let out a shout that told us both my roommate was not being flooded with cum, the jock licked my ear and said, “Here it comes slut.” He grabbed my hips hard, and pressed to his full depth. I could feel his stomach contract with the force of his second orgasm in twenty minutes. His cock throbbed and pulsed as he filled me. Then it slowed, as did his breathing. He finally pulled out again, and after a moment got up from the bed. I moved and cleaned his cock for a few minutes, before he pulled It from my mouth. He bent down and kissed me lightly on the lips and then smiling, got dressed. He kissed me once more at the door to my room before leaving, surly walking past Mike and his tops still in the midst of their own fuck.

Part 10 Stu: Ben was fun but I was getting bored. He didn't want to meet any of the guys in the area and when I suggested going into the city he was just as reluctant. I finally found a guy a few towns over that looked interesting. Most of his profiles were pretty generic, but on one site he said he was chasing. I wanted to knock someone else up. Gio and Javier were definitely doing better than me on that front. Then I had an idea. I needed to push Ben out of his comfort zone. I contacted the chaser, "cmhole33" on one of the sites that had his more generic profile. I told him I had a guy I was training and would like to meet up for some fun in my playroom. He took the bait and asked if both of us would fuck him. "Once my boy says you are good, I will" I replied. Ben looked uneasy when I told him that he was going to fuck a guy I was bringing over. I knew it might not go well, but since he didn't want to go to the bathhouse to hone his skills this guy would have to do. That was what finally got him to try bathhouse sex. The next day we were in the city walking into the nicer of the two bathhouses still open. He didn't do too bad at the glory holes. Once he'd dipped his cock into a couple guys I took him on a tour looking for greedy bottoms in the private rooms. He bred two that night and that got him a reward. I fucked him on a fuck bench in the main room. A large group watched and I picked a couple to fuck him after I dumped a nice load into his hungry cunt. The chaser turned out to be a lot of fun and Ben didn't hold back. He wasn't as good of a top as Danny, but he didn't have as much practice. While I fucked cmhole33 too, I didn't cum inside him, I just faked it. That load was reserved for Ben. The chaser messaged me back "ty sir for u & ur boy breeding me. luv a repeat" as soon as he got home. I replied "Did u keep loads in?" and he answered "yes sir" right away. He visited seven more times over the next couple weeks until he showed up feverish. Based on the timing, Ben must have infected him during the first two sessions. Knowing how viral he must be made my own cock even stiffer. We still fucked cmhole33 and and he earned my load as well. He couldn't meet a few days later but a couple days after that he was back and eager as ever. As he undressed, his white underwear had a yellowish stain on the front and when I picked them up part was crusty and part was damp. He looked nervous as I cuffed his wrists and ankles. Once he was locked on to the cross, I had Ben sucking his leaking cock. Rubbing over his back, I saw the remnants of the rash on his back. My cock drove into his hole and he screamed out "Thank you, Sir!" Ten minutes later I was flooding his guts with my seed. This time I had Ben fuck him second. He now looked comfortable topping, but I doubted he knew that he had charged up his first guy. Each of us dumped two loads into the now ex-chaser. When he went to leave, I told cmhole33 that we never fuck a boy for more than a month. "I understand, sir. Thank you. I will always remember our sessions" he replied and left. Once he was gone, Ben said "Stu, my cock has been leaking for the past few weeks. Why?" He was still naked and I lifted his cock and took a closer look. "Hmm, looks like you picked up a little bug. It happens when you get more sexually active. You should go to the doctor. Probably just an antibiotic to cure it" I said. His face went pale. "I can't. My parents will find out" Ben said. "There's a clinic in the city... they deal with this stuff all the time. Let me give you the address" I told him. That was the last time Ben came over. He went silent and I never heard from him what it was. I knew what they diagnosed for me and assumed Ben had the same, plus one extra special one that I'd been carrying for years. He had been a good fuck but it was time to move on and find someone new. Two weeks later I saw the chaser's profile had disappeared from a couple sites and the others either listed his status as poz or "ask me." The site where he had said he was chasing gave a pretty accurate description of his pozzing, but left out my contact info even though several other guys begged for it. -- Danny: Ben called me up, all freaked out. "I got a fuckin STD from Stu!" he screamed into the phone. I had never heard him get loud and this was louder than loud. "How do you know it was him?" I asked. "Well, him or his friends. He's the one that got me to do that group thing. And then my cock started dripping. I didn't know what it was and thought that it would go away. He told me to hit a clinic in the city. They told me I got gonorrhea and chlamydia. They did some blood tests too so maybe there's more" Ben said, still sounding angry but at least quieter. I didn't want to tell him that I had both of them too and was wondering if I got them when Stu came down for the football game with his friends. I didn't think any of them would intentionally infect someone. "Let me know what the other tests say" I told Ben. That night I got a message from Evan. "drip gone? meet @10?" he asked. We fucked for the first time since we went to the clinic. It was obvious that he was horny after not having sex for a couple weeks. Three loads got locked into his ass and he had to use the smallest plug he had since his hole had closed up. I really liked having someone down the hall to fuck regularly. While we recovered, he asked "did you do the blood test too?" "No, I figured I'd get rid of this crap first. I should go over there and get it done. How about you?" I asked. "Going tomorrow morning to get the results" he replied. During my lecture the next afternoon I got a message from Evan - "We gotta talk." -- Stu: I hadn't been to the adult bookstore for a few months. It was always hit or miss whether there would be anyone up for more than a quick blowjob. I was back by the booths, watching to see if anyone good went in. After a short wait, a guy came around the corner and glanced around. In the dim light it almost looked like Danny. He was about the same size and his hair was a similar length and color. The guy went into the one of the middle booths and tossed his tokens in. A minute or so later, I went into the one next to his. The selection of videos was pretty poor and I picked a gay bondage video and unzipped my jeans. Crouching down a second, I peered through the hole and saw the guy had stripped down. It wasn't Danny and if I'd seen his naked body at the baths I would have passed. He was completely shaved with a really small dick. His ass was OK, but that was about it. He would make a good gloryhole fuck since I wouldn't have to look at him. I stroked my cock, trying to get it hard. The cheesy video didn't help and actually was keeping my dick soft. I finally got it partially hard and pushed it through the hole, hoping the guy on the other side would get it slick and stiff. His lips felt pretty good and when he got his tongue involved it got my dick rock hard. While he might not have been the sexiest guy around, he had become a truly great cocksucker. No doubt he had a lot of practice. The thin partition kept him from burying his face into my bush but at least my cock got to feel his throat. Normally, I only let a guy suck for a couple minutes before telling him to give me his ass. It felt too good and he probably sucked for almost ten. I hoped his pussy felt as good as his mouth did, so I pulled my cock free of the hole and told him to turn around. He hesitated but finally pressed his ass to the gloryhole. My finger rubbed around the ring and it felt a little greasy from some lube he'd put in. That simple action told me he wanted to get fucked. I added a little bit of spit and lined my cock. He was a little tight and I wondered if he sucked a lot more than he got fucked. At least he didn't pull away like the last guy I fucked in these booths. I pushed about half way in and gave him a short pause. Two quick squeezes on my cock told me he wanted more, so I started to properly fuck him. His hole got slicker the more I drilled him which allowed me to go deeper. When he started to milk my cock I knew he wanted my load. He was in luck, since I hadn't emptied them in a couple days. A few moments later I planted my cock in as far as I could and showered his guts with my toxic load. His ass milked as much cum as it could, but I pulled my dick free when it stopped pulsing. Like a good bottom, he turned around and waited for me to push back through and let him clean up my dick. He was thorough and once all the cum was licked up, he sat back. "Fuck... that was a big load. Uh... You clean?" he asked. I snickered and replied "A little late to ask that question. Besides, backing your ass up for some anon dick isn't a good way to stay... as you call it, clean." "Yeah, I know. I was kinda hopin I got more than a good fuck" he replied. That was the first time someone had asked that question and wasn't hoping I was neg. "Time will tell" I said as I zipped up and walked out of the booth. -- Danny: The conversation with Evan was a really awkward. While he had been ok catching gono, being diagnosed with HIV was a a different matter. Since I had been the only one to breed him for several weeks, it looked like he got it from me. I just didn't think that any of the sex partners I had could have given it to me. Some reading and talking with Evan, though, seemed to confirm who probably did it. I didn't respond to the messages I got from Stu, pissed that he would do something like that and take advantage of my innocence. The doctors at the clinic gave me a lot more information and I found out an antibiotic wasn't going to make it go away like the others. I was surprised that Evan still wanted to fuck. He got more verbal too. Telling me to breed his charged up pussy and asking if I got turned on pozzing his ass. The question shocked me but I still flooded his ass, not having cum in almost a week. Just like before, he pushed a plug in his ass. We talked a bit and suddenly he turned to me and said "You didn't know, did you?" I shook my head 'no' and told him my full story from thinking I was straight and a lousy lover six months ago to meeting Stu and realizing I was gay to all of my encounters since then. When I told him about Ben, he just shook his head. "Sorry, dude. I thought you were the one who liked passing on bugs when you were just the victim. Sounds like this guy and his friends get off on infecting naive guys" Evan said, pulling me in for a hug. A few minutes later he said "When I changed my profile to poz, I got a bunch of guys asking me to breed them. How about you?" "I deleted my profiles. I think I may have infected some other guys, besides you. If I was poz after that flu I got the second week of the semester, I could have passed it on to almost twenty guys. I know some stopped responding and a few blocked me" I replied. "That sucks, but it's how that shit spreads. Uh... So I was going to get a tattoo to show off that I'm poz now. I can't decide on which design looks best or where to put it. You said that the group of guys you met with your buddy had a lot of tats. Do you know which ones they had?" Evan asked. "He's not a buddy anymore. I don't even know what tattoos mean you're poz" I answered back, feeling even more depressed. "Biohazard and scorpions seem to be the most common. Here, these are a few of the ones I was thinking about" Evan said, grabbing his phone. He showed me the images and all I could see were the ones on Stu's friends and the big scorpion drawing on Stu's basement wall. "I was thinking of the biohazard symbol with a bear paw in the center. Maybe putting it on my left chest above my nipple, but I would have to shave my chest. The other idea is just below my neck between my shoulders. I think I want something bigger on my arm so that's out" Evan said. -- Stu: Danny went silent on me after he told me he had picked up some STDs and he thought they came from the football game get together. I'm sure he talked to Ben and found out about his bugs and they realized they got them from the same guys. Danny hadn't said anything about HIV, but I figured he'd find out about that soon enough. It really didn't surprise me. Over the years I found guys I pozzed responded by either bonding with me or shutting me out. Danny and Ben were in the latter camp and I moved on like I usually did. I found another guy to play with, but after I bred him the first time he got really upset that I didn't pull out and I never saw him again. If you fuck bare, you should expect to take the load too. I ran into Ben at the grocery store and the evil stare he gave me could have melted rocks. He was with another guy and they looked like more than friends, so things were probably going to work out for him. With fewer and fewer guys wanting to hookup out near my house, I was spending more time back in the city. The commute was a pain but it always paid off with some easy ass to tap. Sometimes I would arrange a hookup on an app but usually I'd just prowl around and see who needed to get fucked. Yesterday was a prowl day. I wandered around the sleazier of the two bathhouses and found a few guys to suck my dick and get it primed for fucking. The first was terrible and I expected better from a guy his age. I let him go for no more than two minutes before I just walked away. A guy about my age was next and was way better. He got me hard and slick and earned himself my first fuck of the day. "Turn around" I told him and watched him slowly pull his lips off my cock. He spun around, presenting his ass. Before he reached back to spread his butt cheeks, I spotted the bio tat on his right cheek. "Poz, huh?" I said. "Yeah... undetectable now but still take any dick" he replied. "I prefer neg guys, but that blowjob was so good I need to see if your ass is too" I said. He laughed a bit and replied "Not many come here unless they're chasing. You should hit the other bath if you want to stay neg." I stuffed my dick into him anyway and found he already had a load in him. His ass was even better than his mouth and the cum inside him made it feel even better. I drilled him a while but my brain just couldn't let me breed a medicated poz bottom. A few final hard thrusts were followed by my cock pulling out. "Nice pussy, but I want to get my dick in a few guys before I cum" I told him. "Cool. Hope your dick liked that toxic bath it just got" he replied followed by a sinister laugh. "It did" I thought to myself, wondering which bugs it might have. I wandered the halls looking for my next cum hole and was striking out. I found one guy I'd pozzed a few years ago and another that I knew was also poz. The rest were either too wasted to be a good fuck or were just looking to suck. I decided to give up for the day and head home, maybe someone would be lurking on the apps later.

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Your high school class and the one I attended sound similar. Going to parochial school in Philadelphia that charged tuition, meant that in my graduating class, at least among the boys, there was one African American and one Hispanic. Those minorities that started in my freshman year slowly disappeared as their diocese didn't contribute towards their tuition, so they ended up leaving for public high schools. My tennis coach was a minority English teacher, but other than him all I saw were white faces. I hear wha you are saying, about "spice" and "variety" because frankly, I was taught to be afraid of anyone who didn't look like me. Once I was able to overcome my fears I have embraced or pursued sexual opportunities with those who are different. I don't know about you, but even today I still get remarks from acquaintances that it isn't "a good look" for me to be seen with or be open about my encounters with brown or black men. I tell them I don't care what people say about me. You would think that in 2022 people would have moved past that, but sadly they haven't.

Mainly: Any sight of a condoms female cunt pull out being feed cum or piss and not swallowing it

No, I don't like taking Loads in a dark room. I LOVE It !! Either dark rooms, gloryholes or being blindfolded/masked. When taking Anonymous Loads it doesn't matter what he looks like or anything except a Hard Cock Required and I Expect my ass to be Pumped DEEP and Hard until he Explodes Inside my ass. It also encourages men with insecurities or hesitancy because it's clear what is important to me. If you see one guy fuck my ass without Condoms then there is a greater chance that others will follow. When he slides in my ass and finds it Creamy and filled it gives him the freedom to add his load to the mix.

I'm on the list of guys he's inspired to 'fuck on the wild side' offering my ass 'no questions asked. ' Huge gratitude for the 'fuller' life this is granting me!

Yesterday my new “friend” who I’ve been seeing asked me to come over after work. I showed up after he was already home, and it didn’t take more than five minutes before he had his cock up my ass. He fucked me and came inside and was ready for me to leave:

My best dark room experience was at Steamworks. Lots of guys to wend through in the short dark corridor. Slowly made my way through giving and receiving lots of touches and fondles but nothing committal or that fully grabbed my attention. I was at the far end near the exit (a little light seeping in) when a young guy (early 20's, I was in my 60's) grabs my hand and pulls me into an empty alcove. No missing he wants me! He moves in behind me and starts teasing my hole with his bare cock. Immediately clear he's offering what I most want. I provide spit for lube and his raw cock is soon deep inside me. He raw dogs me for a short time and nuts deep in me without saying a word. I reach behind to make sure my ass is creamy and am not disappointed.He quickly Thanks me and is gone. I know he was young. But know nothing else. Later I walk the halls knowing I could have anyone of a number of the young guys I see cum in my guts. I felt so fuckin horny and delightfully dirty, twisted and satisfied. But not so satisfied as to not cruise the place for more raw cock!

Yes I do…I trained under a very good Master for over a year. His goal was that over time I become a a totally no limits slave trainee. I did succeed and I am a no limits sub serving him when he requests. The key issue is trust; trust between u and the master. You need to build trust to really explore your fantasy; make your fantasy your reality. So your master/sub relationship should begin with limits on each side; build trust, then slowly release limits to your master. Yes, this is a longer relationship, versus a night of play or a weekend. Also remember, part of the excitement for us subs, is not just that the master will do something to us, it’s in our mind that he has the right to do anything to us…but for it to become reality you have to trust him. If u want to learn more, please feel free to email me. J

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Firstly, I'd say you're NOT contributing to bugchasing. Your profile and posts make it clear that you aren't going to help people do it, nor to you condone or encourage it. Secondly, you are not responsible for the actions of others. That's on them. You happen to have HIV. Suppose for a moment that you did have a significant viral load (for whatever reason), and thus represented some kind of temptation to bugchasers who were serious about it, would not be a failure on your part. It would simply be a fact, whether or not you had made choices that caused it to be that way (either could be the case). The chaser's feelings and actions are their problem. The world is full of temptations and dangers... and dangerous temptations. It is not our responsibility to protect others from them, though it might be honorable and morally upright to do so, especially if they are less capable of doing so themselves (children, for example). Thirdly, and this is not intended to be judging you, merely to put things into perspective, we are living in a world where people hurt and kill themselves and others (not to mention wrecking the planet and other living creatures) all the damn time. Just now we have frequent mass shootings, pandemic, war, and global climate change. So concern over encouraging bugchasing merely by participating in BZ belongs (in my opinion) squarely in the category of "high-class worries".

I am a size queen. I really get off on huge cocks - I will take it from anyone in real life, but I want big dick in my porn. I get so frustrated when they pair a hung top with a bottom that cannot take it, and he complains about how big it is throughout the scene. It especially annoys me in the OF/JFF scenario. You knew he had an enormous piece when you agreed to the collaboration. If you cannot handle big cock, stick to bottoming for average-sized guys.

That’s the way to do it. Head down, arse up. Try and get more now!

Whimpering screaming bottoms. You're a man, take it like a man! Tops pulling out to cum.

Kind of long, thank you for reading. I met up with a very well endowed bbc yesterday from an app, we talked for a while and exchanged pics but he still liked the idea of me waiting face down ass up for him, and tbh I love it too. This was our first hookup so I asked him to bring a condom and he did. He ate my ass first which drove me wild. I was begging and pushing against his tongue until I was nearly limp from the pleasure. Then he grabbed the condom, lubed us up and slowly pressed into me until his hands were digging into my hips and I could feel his balls slap against me. He was so deep I was almost crying but smiling the whole time. Being filled like that was heaven. And I was pushing back against him and his thrusts bounced me forward. He told me he was gonna cum and I told him I needed it. He asked me where I wanted his load and between each thrust I barely whimpered "anywhere you want daddy". I expected it on my back or face, but he pulled off the condom and shoved his entire cock back into me in one swift thrust. I cried out in both joy and pain and he cried he's cumming. I was catching my breath when he just continued pounding me relentlessly again. And with each thrust I could feel his dick get more wet from his cum spilling out. He pulled out and shot the rest of it on my abused hole and spanked me. I asked if he came inside me and he said no, but before I could gather the energy to ask more questions he grabbed his things and was out the door. My ass was still in the air. It totally defeated the purpose of the condom and is entirely risky but I was so happy to be bred. I pushed his load out and it was impressive. I asked him if he was intending to do the the whole time and he told me he knew I wanted it because I'm a little slut. He wasn't wrong, I told him I have a forced breeding fetish and never had a top pull the condom off without my consent. That's always been a fantasy of mine. Today he texted me and 15 minutes later I was waiting with my ass in the air again. He even used a condom again because of my kink and when he told me he was gonna cum and this time begged for it. He pulled off the condom and i felt his bare cock slide back in and my mind went numb. He fucked me for a good while without a condom. His pace picked up and he got rougher, much rougher. He would pull all the way out to see me gaping and then ram back into me. I was screaming into the pillow from the intensity. He asked if I was good. All I could do was give him a thumbs up and he took that as a challenge. When he finally came he pressed himself deep into my hole and he made sure I could feel his cock twitch inside me. When he pulled out I made sure to squeeze him and get every drop. He smacked my ass and I spread it open for him so he could admire his work. He left again with my ass in the air. I took a video of pushing his load out (to compare notes) and I couldn't believe how much he had so soon. I didn't think it would end. I've watched it several times now. So I think he and I are gonna make this a regular thing. Just with fewer condoms and more positions.

My twink then said “wow, this has made me so horny, so what happens now? If I go back to doggy with my ass in the air do you think I’ll get a strangers load in me?”. I laughed and said “try it lad and find out as long as you know there will be some real dirty loads out there!”. At this he just let out a little bark of excitement like a little pup and proudly displayed his smooth twinky ass in the air – “I’m taking all loads tonight!”. The old guy who had been watching asked “all loads?” and my twinky friend replied “all loads daddy, breed me up”. He was stick thin but hung like a horse. He rubbed his cock along the twinks hole and started to push his hard horse cock in. My twink said “wait” and put his hand back feeling the cock lining up with his hole “few, it’s raw, on you go daddy”. My cum let him slide easily into the twink, the old guy laughed and said “off course its raw – I need to breed twinks like you – you pretend not to like us old guys then you beg for my poz cock”. The twink maneuvered with flexibility to get the old guy on his back without his cock leaving the twinks hole. The old guy moaned and my twink leant over and kissed him passionately and started to ride the old dudes pole. Eventually the twink moaned “cum in me daddy, shoot your poz cum in me”. I could actually see the old guys cock swell then he growled and spurted what looked like a huge load into my twinks ass. There was a small crowd behind us and they actually cheered.

Dan Fuck I was getting out of control. Scott and I went out drinking after most rehearsals. Now and then he would come to the bathhouse with me after for 'research', he'd just watch. But very few guys would allow me to bb top them. They were not so picky about breeding me. I'd recieved over two dozen loads from at least 17 strangers. Problem was I'd grown to love raw cocks up my ass and once there did everything I could 'til they nuted in me. To make matters worse we were one month in and other than a superficial kiss in rehearsal had not even managed a passionate kiss with Scott. I was getting desperate. Our director was equally as desperate. He was not at all pleased with the simulation sex scenes and warned us he needed more passion. He really laid into us heavy with his lecture one night. We started our drinking that night with shooters. I can't remember weather there were three or four. We moved from those to our usual double scotch on the rocks. We were pretty blasted when a handsome young man hit on Scott. I was insanely jealous when Scott planted a passionate kiss on this young man's lips. Fondling Scott's clearly hardening bulge he suggested we move our party to the bathhouse. Scott pecked me on the cheek and said; "Fuck yeah, let's go." I was relieved when Scott and his suitor didn't get a room. I was free to circulate and hang with them. It was pretty clear the young man was a regular and knew a lot of the guys, although I didn't recognize him from my many visits. The two of them watched as I sucked down a load at the slurp ramp. Well they watched as well as they could with their tounges down each other's throats and hands rubbing all over each other's mostly naked bodies. Then we wound our way through the place and into the dark room. We stayed side by side, so even in the darkness I could make out what they were up to. A guy moved in behind me, gave me chills as he nibbled my neck, removed my towel and teased my hole with his raw cock. I spit a big gobb of saliva into my hand and spread it on his cock. As he was pushing into me he whispered in my ear; "Nice, I thought you might be the guy that takes cock fuckin raw. " I was soon bent over and taking a pounding. Scott directed my head to his man's crotch, removed the young man's towel and fed me the now revealed substantial cock. I love being in the middle of a spit roast and the proximity to Scott's cock and his loose behavior raised my hopes I'd finally get his tool in my mouth. Just as I was about to make my move the young man pulled off my cock, removed Scott's towel and sucked in his six inch boner. Damn, I would have to watch Scott get his first blowjob from a man. What a rip off. But hopefully this would improve our performance for the play. The guy up my ass no longer whispering asked where I wanted his load. "Spray my guts of course!" I said for all to hear. He howled as I felt every pulse of his big cannon. Before his slimmy cock was in my mouth for cleaning another raw baton was pounding away and I realized despite my frustrations with Scott I was in heaven. Scott's young man had moved them close to my face so I couldn't miss him sucking Scott off. Scott soon cried, "Oh fuck, I 'm going to cum. " As he blasted the young man inhaled every drop. I spontaneously orgasmed and my ass triggered the guy fucking me. My second stranger breeding of the night. Scott couldn't stop talking about how amazing his blowjob felt. He figured he had never orgasmed so hard. We took a bit of a break sitting in front of a bank of screens playing porn. A couple guys were sucking other viewers. One fat guy was taking a condom clad cock up his ass right beside us. Scott reached over and opened up his young man's towel. He played with the young man's cock anxiously sneaking fruitive glances around the room. Then he kneeled in front of the young man and tentatively took his cock in his mouth. Double damn, I was having to watch this guy I'd been lustig after give someone else his first attempt at a blow job. That was supposed to be my dick in his mouth. The young man was very patient and gave Scott encouraging instructions. An encouraging crowd gathered round clearly turned on to watch a first time cock sucker loose his oral virginity. I could see the young man catch the eye of a cute guy in the crowd. While spreading Scott's ass cheeks he mimicked tounge fucking and ass eating. Scott was totally taken by surprise feeling the cute young guys moist warm lips on his ass hole. When the tounge went in he groaned loudly around the cock in his mouth. This was such a hot site that a few guys who had been jerking off shot their loads in the hair of the cute young ass eater and on Scott's back. Scott's young man scooped up and ate some of this cum and blasted away. Scott was so taken by surprise that only the first rope shot in his mouth, the next six covered his jaw, face and at least one landed squarely in his open eye. I spent the rest of the evening in the sling as Scott and his squeeze made out watching another five guys fuck me. All but one wrapped up. I ended the night with a huge load from a massive viking. He tore my ass to shreds.

Scott A solid month had passed and I hadn't heard anything from my audition. I had given up on any hopes of getting the part. Then one morning when my girlfriend had stayed over my phone rang while we were waking up. I asked the woman to repeat herself, was my hearing still not working or had she really told me I was being offered 'the bottom' part. Over breakfast I shared my excitement about landing the part. My girlfriend asked for clarity. "You mean the gay play? The one where you will appear naked on stage? The play I told you not to try out for ?" "Um, yeah. " I sheepishly stammered. She got up from the table and stamped out of the house. Three days later I arrived for our first rehearsal really not knowing what to expect. I was introduced to the guy who got the 'top' role, Dan. He wasn't the hottest or sexiest guy I'd ever met but he did seem to have a pretty amiable personality. I was a bit shocked when they asked us to strip for the read through, even the bar scene, but they wanted us to be completely comfortable naked and figured the best way to achieve this was to keep us naked as much as possible in the rehearsals. We were given little white knit cock socks as a nod to modesty. Dan refused to wear his and I was impressed with the size of his dick even when it was flaccid. We weren't asked to simulate any of the sex for the first day but encouraged to research certain gay sexual acts. I assumed from Dan's demeanor that he didn't need to research anything. Dan offered me a ride home after rehearsal and within a block of leaving suggested we get to know each other a bit over a beer or two. I was a bit taken aback when he chose a gay bar but decided I could count this as research. Instead of beer he ordered both of us double scotch on the rocks. We talked freely about our acting school experiences, our sex lives and relationships and three double scotches later he suggested we do some research at the bathhouse a block away. He couldn't believe I hadn't even watched gay porn. My thinking was blurred by the booz and I agreed emphasizing I was only going to watch. Research. Before entering the bathhouse Dan drunkenly tried to kiss me. I fended him off with a good natured punch to the arm. I was a bit uncomfortable following his lead stripping down and wrapping a towel around myself at the lockers, but I thought 'when in Rome '. We wandered through the maze of halls and doors. Most were closed but the odd one was open with a naked guy lying on the bed ass up. He told me they were advertising their desire to get fucked. Soon we came upon an open door with two guys fucking for everyone who passed by to see. Opened condom packages were strew on the floor. Eventually we came to an area with a sling. Again condom packages made a carpet on the floor and there was a group of guys taking turns fucking the cute small Asian in the sling. We watched as three guys took their turn before moving on. Dan called the next area the slurp ramp. Guys stood above with their cocks through holes at head hight for the guys below . Dan was quick to choose a waiting hard on and didn't hesitate to suck it deep into his throat. I'd only had one girlfriend that would suck me, so was amazed to see how many guys were very enthusiastic about this sexual activity. A couple guys came over and tried to fondle my junk, but I just kept moving away hoping I wouldn't cause too much distress or disappointment. It was all getting a bit much for me so I moved in to tell Dan. At that very moment I approached I couldn't miss that the cock in his mouth was unloading, he just sucked it in deeper and swallowed every drop. He turned trying to kiss me once again, but I was having no part of cum covered lips. That's when Dan announced to me his plan to find someone to fuck bareback if I wasn't going to volunteer my ass. I followed him at a discreet distance, watching and listening as he approached and propositioned three guys. They all turned him down blatantly and bluntly. "See how strong the condom culture is. " he complained to me. I had given up on the possibility when we came to another open door with a bear of a man lying on his tummy ass up. With a finger shushing me Dan ushered me into this bear's room and gently pulled the door closed. Dan moved his hand to the bear's ample ass and stuck a finger in the hairy ass hole. The bear moaned with pleasure. Dan dropped his towel, climbed on the bed and started eating the offered ass. The volume of appreciative sounds increased. I finally had a chance to see Dan's fully engorged cock as he lined it up to tease the saliva slicked hole. The bear responded by pushing back against Dan's raw cock. The head of Dan's cock pushed inside and the bear groaned. Dan pushed some more and we heard the bear's voice; "Just the tip now. " "Damn man. Just let me push in balls deep." "Okay, but then you've got to suit up. " "Shit, really?" That's when the bear looked back and saw me. He quickly pulled away and sat up leaning against the corner walls. "What the fuck man. Who's this? Your chaperone?" Dan laughed; "No, my acting partner." "Your what?" "Acting partner. We're here doing research. He's straight, never even watched gay porn so I'm showing him what we'll simulate on stage." "You're going to simulate seducing each other into risky bareback sex?" "Actually we are. At least I'll fuck him bareback in the play. It's riskee cutting edge theater. " "You're both crazy. Only person getting bareback fucked here tonight is you if I get my way. " "Um... it's not what I had planned ... but what if I show you I trust you.?" "And how would you propose to do that?" The bear still had a raging six inch hard on. Dan grabbed a package of lube and prepped his own ass. He crouched over the bear's lap and looked him straight in the eye. "I dare you." said the bear. Dan squatted down and guided the bear's raw cock into his ass never loosing eye contact. "Double dare. Now do you trust me? Let's just slip our raw cocks into each other and show this ass fuck virgin how much we enjoy it." "Fuck, you're crazy. But you double dared and I never pass up a dare. Get off me and lie down. " Dan did and the bear was guiding Dan's naked cock up his own ass. "Fuck, I'd forgotten how good skin on skin feels." And he proceeded to bounce up and down and fuck himself on Dan's raw tool. "Fuck yeah, my raw cock feels so good in you. I hope I never need a condom again. " In a blink the bear hopped off Dan's cock and maneuvered Dan's legs up over his shoulders. As his raw cock plunged into Dan he growled. "I fuckin dare you to take my load. " He proceeded to piston Dan's ass like a locomotive. "I warn you, you breed me I'll reciprocate. But not until that door is open to attract a crowd. " "Hey chaperon, open the door. Your buddy wants a crowd to watch him get fucked bareback and loaded. " Dan was vigorously shacking his head no. I don't know what possessed me, but I went ahead and opened the door. Two guys had been listening with their ears to the door. The bear kept railing Dan's ass and the growing audience egged him on to breed Dan. I watched in astonishment as the bear's upper chest blushed red. I knew he was close. "You fuckin bastard! Pull out! Don't you dare un .... shhhiiitttt! ... You're nutting in my ass. You fuckin bastard !" Gasping "Tell me you didn't love every minute of it. (Gasp) You wanted my raw cock and (gasp) you needed my cum painting your guts you crazy fool! " Licking his finger fresh from his sloppy ass Dan said; "That was fucking amazing man." We were all surprised to see the bear get up and lean over the bed. We were even more surprised by his words. "Now get that naked cock of your's in me. It's my turn to be so stupid. " Dan didn't need more invitation. He was behind and pounding full throttle. "He's fully lubed and may as well take more. Don't waste this opportunity guys somebody get your fuck tool up his ass while he breeds me. " A tall black man moved in from the back of the crowd around the door and shoved his raw eleven inches into Dan's prone ass. Dan looked to me with exasperation but soon seemed to resign himself to his fate. The room literally shook from all the ass pounding and the audience stroking their own and each other's meat. The tall black man was the first to cum in Dan's ass triggering Dan to flood the bear. The bear wrestled Dan to bend over beside him and invited all interested parties to fill his own and Dan's guts. "May as well take everything we can get now. In for a penny in for a bareback pound." Before they were done pink smeared cum dripped from both asses. The bear took a total of four loads. Dan hobbled home with nine. As we got to his car I asked if he was happy with his research. He responded "I'll know I've completed it when I'm breeding your straight virgin ass. "

I have a love/hate relationship with gay porn, the only type I watch. No cunts in my porn. I hate 99% of it, absolute garbage, and that's because I'm only turned on if it's real. Anything with porn stars, an obvious cameraman and it's a no-no for me. Though I think my biggest gripe is all the dubbing on porn. Total turn off when the grunts and groans are obviously not coming from the participants. So, what pisses you off with gay porn? Just curious.

this story is pretty much based on a true story, - it was my first time, and we really did fall in love... sadly our paths took us different directions many years ago - and although we are still in touch, I've been without a soulmate since. At first glance you would assume I am just an average, conservative kind- of –guy, and I would tend to agree with that assumption. But after my last “ordinary” relationship with my boyfriend failed, I decided it was time to break my boring routine and try to enjoy some of the more adventurous things in life that I had always passed on. Now that I was spending my nights alone, I was relying on my computer more for sexual stimulation. Thank God there is no shortage of porn on the internet. I would surf for any hot movie that caught my eye, usually with some hot muscled jock. I’d recline back in my chair, and start to lazily play with my cock while the stud in his jockstrap got his hole licked and fingered and slowly stretched open. Buy the time his pink pucker was quivering for some dick, I would usually have a finger or two up my own ass, and my own dick would be hard as a rock and leaking drops of precum that would mix with the lube I was using to stroke my shaft. I always tried to match my speed and intensity with the hot fuck session that was on the screen, so that I would cum at the exact same time as the guy in the movie shot his load deep in the ass of the jock stud he was fucking. After my own ass finished clamping down on my fingers and the aftershocks of shooting an intense load wore off…I would clean up, shut off the computer and climb into bed …alone…and realizing that computer porn would never make up for the 'real thing'. As time went on, I noticed that my taste in movies was starting change, and those muscled jocks I had watched were now replaced with hairy muscled leather guys. I also started looking in the local chat rooms for some actual “real” connections. I felt myself being drawn to scenes that involved a lot of ass play…guys in harnesses that were stretching open the holes of other guys in slings. Soon it wasn’t just hot dicks plowing pink holes...it was dildos and fists stretching open hot hairy butts. I was mesmerized, and my ass was starting to take on a mind of its own. After years of vanilla sex, my hole was starting to get hungry for more. I bought some toys...and some poppers...and began to start mimicking what I saw in the movies . I also started popping into some of the local chat rooms, and found out there were a lot of guys online that were really heavy into the leather scene. I posted a profile, but was always to nervous about ever starting a conversation with anyone. Here I was…just an average conservative guy, who was starting to feel the pig awaken. These guys were already knee deep in the pigpen, and I knew I’d be a disappointment to them when they realized I was just a newbie. I didn’t own any leather, and I only had one jockstrap…that I used for my online photo. So one night, I was feeling especially horny, and logged into the chat room, got my toys, lube and poppers out, and settled in for another solo session. Within a few minutes I suddenly got an IM from another guy in the chat room. He was a hot hairy muscle daddy, and he introduced himself by letting me know how much he loved the photo of me in my jock. He was hot, and sexy, and I started to wish I could muster up the courage to give in and let myself go, and be the perfect pig boy he surely was looking for. After some online flirting, he invited me to come over. I was horny as hell, but scared to death, so I politely declined his invitation. I told him the truth, that I was brand new to this, and way too inexperienced to be much fun for him. He immediately replied, asking if I was into PnP. I hated to admit, I didn’t even know what that meant. Pain and Pleasure? Piss and poop? Christ..what was I getting into? He responded with a “LOL” and explained it meant party and play. Using recreational drugs to take the edge off, or enhance the pleasure. I told him I had done poppers…but never had tried anything else. He asked if I was interested in experimenting a little, and told me that he would love to be the one to introduce me to the wonderful world of Pnp Pig Sex. Wow….all of a sudden my cock became instantly hard..and I could feel my ass twitch with excitement. I didn’t know what it would be like, but suddenly I had a hot leather daddy wanting to take me under his wing, and show me all the mysterious pleasures that had become so intriguing to me. In one last effort to stall…I asked him what exactly he had in mind. He told me that I would need to come over, and that I would need to trust him. He promised to walk me thru everything once I was there and ready to play…but he didn’t want to waste time writing about it when he knew it would be more fun to experience it. He gave me some simple instructions…take a shower, clean up…and out, wear my jock, and pick up some Gatorade, or water, or whatever I wanted to drink. He promised I’d need to replenish my fluids because he was going to make sure we had a long hot sweaty night. I got directions to his place…and I was burning with excitement. I couldn’t believe this was actually going to happen! I hopped in the shower and hopped in my car and within 45 minutes, I found myself knocking on his door. He opened the door…and looked even hotter than his pictures. His head was nearly shaved with a military style buzz cut. He was shirtless, except for a leather harness, and his tribal armband tattoo. His nipples were pierced, and his hairy pecs were hard and muscular, and shadowed over his flat abs. A thick treasure trail of hair disappeared into his black leather pants and silver studded belt. He looked just like one of the guys from the movies. He immediately smiled at me...which made me feel immediately more relaxed…and he invited me into his place. As soon as I stepped inside, he reached around me to shut the door, and immediately put his arms around me to pull me in close to him. He rubbed his hands on my chest thru my t-shirt, and pressed his pelvis up against my jeans. It took me by surprise..a little, but it immediately broke the ice, and I wrapped my arms around him, and ran my hands over his muscular shoulders and arms. As my hands reached his, he took them, and smiled again, and pulled me into the entryway. “Come In, stud” he growled…get comfortable, take your clothes off, and let’s get to know each other. He led me to a room off to the side, which had all of the things that you would need to film leather porn. “Welcome to my playroom!” I was speechless, and took a long deep breath to try to slow down my heartbeat. I think he could sense my nervousness, because he pulled me close once again, kissed me, and pulled me down onto the couch. “Just relax..I promise, I will make sure you enjoy every minute of this, and if you ever want to stop…just tell me…we won’t go anywhere that you aren’t comfortable going.” We kissed again..and I was immediately turned on. He took my shirt off…pinched my nipples, rubbed my crotch…and I was instantly hard as a rock. My hands were all over him as well…and I started to let my inhibitions go. “Let me go get something to help us relax, and you get out of those jeans and shoes. I’ll be right back.” He left for a second, and came back with a little travel shaving kit. He pulled out a bag of weed, and some rolling papers, and a lighter. As I got undressed, he rolled a really thick joint, lit it, and took a hit. He held the smoke in his lungs for a very long time, and then let it escape his lungs in a low growl. “Okay…your turn…it’s just pot…and it will help take the edge off, help you relax, and get you a little horny.” I took the joint, and followed his instructions. I took a deep inhale, and worked really hard to fight the urge to cough as I felt the smoke burn inside my chest. I held it in until he told me to let it out…which seemed like 10 minutes…but was really only a few seconds I’m sure. “Good boy” he said, and rubbed my neck. He took the joint back for another hit and we both sat back on the couch and started feeling each other as we passed the joint back and forth. It wasn’t long until I was feeling the effects. It was a fuzzy, drunk kind of feeling, but it felt good, and I WAS really relaxed, and starting to get a really deep new feeling…it was horny…but a whole different kind of horny. I started to really get into our touching and kissing, and before I knew it we were done with the joint, and greedily sucking each other’s dicks in a 69 position on the couch. Next thing I knew, I felt his fingers and tongue start playing with my hole. It felt so good. I knew it was the pot…but Damn! This was awesome. I was sucking his huge dick, and moaning, and grinding my ass against his face and fingers. He spit in my ass, and started working in two of his fat long fingers. God it felt so good. “Good boy..you like that don’t you…there is a little pig in there just dying to get out isn’t there?” “Yes sir” I muffled between taking breaths from sucking his huge cock. “Nice” he moaned, and began working my hole into a frenzy. “I think you’re ready for my next surprise” he said as he reach over to his travel bag, and pulled out a tiny little baggie, with some white powder, and a tiny little silver bullet. “Coke?” I asked. “Nope, Tina" he replied. “Tina?” I repeated. “Yep. It's sort of like coke, but better for sex. You can smoke it, snort it, put it in your ass, and even inject it directly into a vein - but it goes right to your ass. And you will want more than my tongue and fingers up there.” “So, how are we doing it?” I asked. “We’ll go easy at first, just a little bump off the silver bullet…and we’ll make sure you have some time to let it kick in. You’ll probably feel a bit of a rush at first..like a jolt of caffeine, but in about 20 minutes, you will feel it start to warm up your ass, and I bet your hands won’t be able to let go of your dick." "Okay" I replied, adding “ although I think the pot has already done a pretty good job of that.” We both took a hit from the bullet, and the instant effect was just as he described. I was really starting to realize I was in very good hands. He was letting me know what to expect, before it happened, and his description was very accurate. We went back to exploring each other’s bodies, and before I knew it, my ass was tingling, and I was pulling on the head of my dick like I was pulling taffy. I was groaning a low guttural groan that I had never heard myself make before. We did another hit off the Tina bullet, and I was really starting to feel the effects. “Okay, boy. I think we’re ready for some more serious play. Your ass is really getting hot, and I want you to get in that sling, so I can open you up, and fuck you.” I hopped up so fast, I think my brain was now in my ass and following his instructions. He helped me get into the sling, and then lubed up my hole, and his cock, and I moaned in ecstasy as his beautiful thick cock slid into my hungry hole. We started out slow, and his fucking gradually grew in force and intensity. Getting fucked had never felt so good. He gave me another bump of tina, and then grabbed a bottle of poppers, and held them under my nose. “You said you have done poppers before..right?” “Yeah.” “Good…then take good hit, so I can pound your ass really hard.” I inhaled deeply, and he did the same, and no sooner had he recapped the bottle, he grabbed the sling and started pounding my ass with wild abandon. “FUCK…YEAH…” we both screamed. I was pulling on my dick as hard as I could, but noticed it wasn’t getting as hard as I usually do…but I really didn’t care. It still felt good..but it was my ass that was feeling amazing. I felt it squeezing and clamping down on my hot leather studs hard dick as he pounded my ass, and arched his back while his eyes were rolling back in his head. This was incredible. It was better than any fantasy I could imagine. He gave me another hit of poppers, and then reached under the sling and started banging the shit out of my ass….I could tell that he was about ready to cum. Between the pot, the tina, the poppers and the fucking…my head was reeling. I had never felt so turned on. I was suddenly brought back to my senses as I heard him shout and yell, and felt his hard cock slam deep in my ass as is shot the hottest, most forceful load I’d ever taken. My ass involuntarily clamped down, and made sure that every drop of cum was worked out of that amazing dick, and not a single drop was spilled. He immediately slumped forward, drops of sweat landing on my chest, and kissed me passionately and deeply. My hips were grinding involuntarily, not wanting to let his dick escape my ass as we kissed. Finally, his dick slid out, but I was still pulling on mine, soft…but sensitive. He saw my face register a bit of disappointment – both for my failure to get hard, and also for the sudden emptiness in my well fucked hole. He immediately reassured me that the soft dick was often a result of the Tina, but not to worry…all the pleasure was going to become more and more intense in my ass. He asked if I was ready to try some toys, and if I was ready to try a different way to do a hit of Tina. I must of looked a little nervous again, because he immediately kissed me again, and with his lips still pressed to mine, he whispered with a hot breath "Trust me.” And I did. Once again, he reached into his black bag. This time he pulled out a thick syringe. My eyes widened with fear, because I was not real fond of needles. “Don’t worry” he said. It’s not a needle. Just a water syringe. But it’s got dose of Tina in it, mixed with the water. I’ll squirt it into your ass, and within seconds you’ll get the effect. Just hold it in, and when I get your first toy, it should be absorbed. You'll love it..and you’ll be ready for some bigger toys than the ones you have. Cool?” “Okay…I said…you haven’t let me down yet.” He pulled the cap off the syringe, and showed me that indeed there was no needle on the end. He put a little lube on the edge of the syringe, and gently worked it into my hole. “Ready?” he asked. I nodded. “Okay…here we go.” I suddenly felt the liquid slowly start to fill my ass, and I envisioned it mixing with his load. I was suddenly hit with an amazing rush of warmth that nearly took my breath away. “See…it absorbs pretty quick. You should be flying by now.” My heartbeat suddenly picked up, and my breathing became quicker. He pulled the syringe out, pinched my nipples, and then took my hand away from my dick as he sucked my soft cocked like a vacuum. I yelled in absolute pleasure! Oh my god it felt so good. FUCK YEAH…DAMN…my ass was on fire…I needed cock bad. It felt so good. “There’s my little piggy” he smirked as he stepped away. My hand went back to my dick, and I started pinching one of my nipples as he back away. He reached over to a table and pulled away a black cloth, and revealed a table full of all kinds of dildos and sex toys in all sizes. One of them was just as big as mine at home…but they got bigger and bigger as they lined up along the table’s edge. He grabbed one, and smeared it with a generous dose of lube, and then started slowly working it into my ass. I couldn’t believe it…it was like my ass had a total mind of its own. I was no longer in control..and I suddenly felt my hole stretching open further than I’d ever been opened up before. But it felt so good. I took a deep breath, and moaned again. He got it about halfway in, and then held it in place as he reached over with his other hand to grab the bottle of poppers. I took another deep hit of the poppers, and suddenly, I was in a whole new world. My eyes rolled back in the back of my head, and then I felt my entire ass open up as that huge dildo slid right in to its giant rubber base without any pain or resistance. HOLY SHIT….It was so fucking deep …OH FUCK! I could feel that giant rubber dick deep in my guts and it felt so good! He started to work it in and out. Slowly at first, and gradually picked up speed. I got lost in the pleasure…and closed my eyes and floated in that sling as that giant dick stretched my ass. Every now and then he would touch my chest, my dick, my face, and give me occasional hits of poppers...all the while giving me deep low groans of encouragement. He soon went for a bigger toy…but I was too lost in my ecstasy to really notice. I did feel a little bit of pressure as he eased the bigger toy in, but it was soon followed with another deep hit of poppers, and I was off in my own world again, as that giant invader laid claim to my open hole. I have no idea how much time had passed, and hour…maybe two. I gradually started to feel like I was coming down, and my senses were returning to normal. I looked up…like I had just regained consciousness, and smiled at my sexy teacher. He smiled back…and we didn’t even need words at this point to share the mutual pleasure we were both feeling. He slid the toy out of my ass..and I was shocked…somewhere in my soaring high…he had upsized again to a third, even bigger toy. I never would have believed I could take something that huge…but he showed it to me from between my legs, just to prove to me that I was more pig than I realized. We laughed a bit, kissed some more, and then he grabbed my bottle of Gatorade and a towel. I was sweating profusely. Took a deep drink, toweled off a bit, and started to catch my breath. At this point I thought things were winding down. He was standing closer to the table, taking a drink of his own bottled water, so I started to sit up in the unsteady sway of the sling. “Where you going boy…you had enough?” “Oh…I thought we were winding down” I sheepishly said…immediately feeling slightly worried that I gave the wrong signal and disappointing my new leather daddy. “Well, I have one more surprise for you, if you want. I thought I’d try to take it up one more notch…that is if you want to” I couldn’t possibly imagine what he had in mind. I was absolutely in awe of what we had done so far, so if we still had one more level to go, I wasn’t sure I could take the overstimulation of my senses. “You want to really let go of your inner pig…this is the best thing there is.” He reached into his black back again, and pulled out two thin syringes with an orange cap on the end. I was puzzled, because the last syringe was much bigger, so I didn’t know if it was a smaller dose to just bring the action back up a little, or if this was something totally different. “Okay, let me tell you about this, and then you can tell me if you want to keep going or not”. This syringe has a needle. So this dose of tina will go right into a vein. It’s called “slamming.” It’s just like getting a shot at the doctor, or giving a blood sample. “That doesn’t sound too bad” I timidly replied. “Well…this will definitely take you one level higher than the booty bump. You will feel this rush in your entire body, you will immediately feel the Tina take effect, and I guarantee, you will be amazed at how fast you let go of all your inhibitions….do you still trust me?” “Yes” I answered. “Then trust me, I think you will like this a lot. I will make sure that it’s quick, painless, and I will be here to make sure you stay calm enough to truly enjoy the amazing rush.” “Okay” I said…but I might not be able to watch, I don’t do so well with needles. “No worries”, he said. “You do whatever you want. Let’s get you out of the sling though, because I want to do you first, and then I want you to go kneel down over the arm of the couch with your ass in the air. I will then do my slam, and come over and take good care of your ass while you ride the rush,. “Okay…I’m ready” He went back to his back bag one more time, pulled out a black elastic strip for a tourniquet, and 2 small white envelopes…alcohol prep pads. He came back over to me, with the syringe, pulled my arm out and looked in the crook for a vein. He quickly tapped the large vein, and then started to wrap the black elastic around my upper bicep. My vein started to bulge, and my heart was already racing with a little bit of excitement, and a lot of nerves. He opened the alcohol prep pad, and gently wiped it over the inside of my arm. I was scared to watch…but I couldn’t help it. I was fascinated. It was like my leather daddy was getting ready to give me a shot…like a nurse. It was somehow, very touching, like he was taking care of me…and all of a sudden all of my worry melted away. I kept watching as he took the orange cap off of the syringe, and exposed the tiny thin needle. He turned the syringe upside down, and flicked it on the side to knock the air bubbles out of it. He looked at me deep in my eyes, smiled again, and asked “ready?” I nodded yes. Okay..turn your head if you want. “I’m okay” I said. “I trust you”. He gently placed the tip of the needle at the edge of my vein, and I took a deep breath. He gently eased it in, with only a slight pinch, and then I felt a little pop as the needle went into the vein. I kept watching intently. He pulled back slightly on the syringe, and I saw a wispy red cloud rush into the syringe. He took the tourniquet off my arm with his other hand in a single soft pull, looked at me one more time, and said, “Here you go baby, this is gonna be intense…you might have a cough..But that’s normal…it’s the tina hitting your blood and your lungs, don’t be scared…just enjoy it.” “Okay…go for it” He slowly started to push the plunger downward, and the reddish liquid started to disappear into my vein. I immediately started to feel a tingle all over my body…like when you put your tongue on the end of a nine volt battery. The more of the slam that went in, the more I tingled...I got this warm all over rush, and my chest started to expand with a heavy breath. I felt my eyes open wide, and my ass squeezed so tight, if there had been anything in there I would have snapped it in half. The last bit of liquid in the syringe went into my arm, and then I suddenly felt the uncontrollable cough. Two coughs…and then I WAS SOARING!!! SHIT! SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!. He pulled the needle out and immediately covered the skin with the alcohol pad. He lifted my arm above my head, and then reached around the start digging at my ass with his giant meaty paws. OH GOD!! I NEED YOU IN MY ASS! “Feel good Baby?” “FUCK YEAH” OH SHIT..that’s all I could say. I started to feel my legs go week. “Go kneel over the couch, get your ass lubed up real good…I’m on my way” I staggered over, reached for the giant bottle of lube, pouring out more than I could control. I leaned over the couch and started shoving lube into my hungry hole, stretching it open, shoving fingers in, and trying to get my whole hand in. I was in ecstasy…I was finally out of control, feeling piggy as all hell, and ready for anything. I didn’t even notice my leather daddy administer his own slam, until I heard his own cries and groans of pleasure suddenly shout from behind me. “Oh, yeah….piggy….let me work that ass” “Yes sir!” He came from behind be and I saw his had come over my head; he handed me the bottle of poppers, and then reached for the giant bottle of lube. “Take a good long hit…you are about to be sent into a whole ne w world.” I took the deepest hit of poppers that I had ever taken…and I held it deep in my lungs…like the pot smoke from earlier…and suddenly I felt my entire ass just relax and open up like molten lava, and I felt my daddy’s hands working to stretch my ass open. First it was three fingers….then four…..then another mind numbing hit of poppers, and then I lost all awareness of anything…all I know is that my ass had never felt more full. I was gyrating my hips, and wagging my piggy tail like I needed to get my hungry hole filled with a buffet of anything that was in reach. I suddenly felt my ass stretch just a bit far..and then a soft pop, or suction sound. I had his whole FIST! HOLY SHIT! I WAS IN HEAVEN!! I screamed in pleasure, my daddy was yelling encouragement… and I had never been so wildly out of control. He flipped me around to the front of the couch, laid me on my back, held my feet above my head with one hand, and handed me the poppers again with the other. I took another hit…and then so did he…and I couldn’t get his fist in my ass again fast enough. I was riding his fist, and then his forearm, and then suddenly I started to let go with a *******ial spray of piss all over my chest…he grabbed my dick with his free hand, and held it up so that it sprayed all over my face, and then his. It had a bitter taste…the first time I’d ever tasted piss. “”That’s tina piss boy..It’ll keep you flying high too…but I’m not taking my hand out of your ass yet ..but when I do…it will be so I can shove my dick up your hungry hole, and piss my tina right back into you” He kept his word…he fisted me to the point of an uncontrollable orgasm…I didn’t even touch my dick..and it was still soft…but I was coming all over myself. It was mixing with the damp piss stains on my stomach. He gently pulled his fist out of my hot hungry ass, and then shoved his dick in. He looked down at me, and with an amazing softness, he stared right thru to my soul, I started to actually tear up, and cry with absolute abandon. It was the most beautifully hot and touching closeness I had ever felt to another person in my entire life. I trusted him, and he took me placed I never knew existed. And then, just as I was catching my breath, and stopping my tears…he leaned in close, whispered once again…”good pig”, and then kissed me gently on the lips….it was then that I started to feel the warm tina piss filling up my hot hungry ass…and my soul nearly left my body, and floated up to my new slamming soul mate.

I was traveling for work and was in a hotel on my own. As soon as I checked in, I noticed the elevator didn't need a keycard and I was in the middle of the gay district. My cock immediately started to grow. My meetings weren't until 3:00 PM, so I pretended my flight was delayed so I could have the morning/mid afternoon to myself. Logging on to Grindr, I located a guy in my hotel - 32 feet away. He looked good from his pics, mid-30s, top, fit, Spanish tall (like me), and hung thick uncut. So I thought 'Okay, let's do this'. I asked him if he was into raw. His reply was "Only," so it was on, giving him my room number. Pulling on my red 'Nasty Pig' jock, I left the door ajar, positioned myself ass-up and awaited his arrival. When I heard the door open, I turned and immediately noticed his height. Now, I'm 6"4' so usually everyone is shorter than me, so I don't really notice height unless the guy is exceptionally tall. In this case, however, he was so tall I immediately thought 'Damn, he's tall as fuck'. I also noticed he was even better than his photographs had suggested. My nine inch cock got rock hard and was now sticking straight of the jock strap. I heard the hot sound of his belt unbuckling, and his jeans hitting the floor. He immediately started eating my ass, the scruff from his beard burying into my cheeks while his tongue borrowed into my hot pink hole. Although my hole is always quite tight, he readily opened me up. While I was nervous about taking his thick piece, he had left my ass wet and slick, so when he him pull off and start to tease my ass with his big purple head, I begged him to slide in. The only thing on my mind was that big mushroom squirting its load in my guts. He entered me slowly - I told him I wanted to feel every inch. I could even feel his head slip out of its hood straight into my hole. His precum and spit was all the lube we needed. He fucked me so hard and deep I could have cum without touching myself. He made me pull apart my cheeks so he could get even deeper. Every thrust hit my g-spot and I was in ecstasy. I was doing all I could not to cum, and he was milking my prostate so much that I was leaking precum like I never had before. At one point the bed was so wet from my precum he actually thought I had cum. Several times he made me lick my own precum and share it with him in a kiss. We fucked for probably 30 minutes in all different positions. My raw ass was his and he could have it any way he wanted. He would now and then pull out and feed me his cock so I could taste all the ass juices and his precum, and then tell him to kiss him with it. After a while, his beard was glistening with all the saliva, ass juice, and precum from both him and me. Finally, I could feel him getting close. He started in that ryhthm which tells the bottom he would soon feel ropes of cum blow into his guts. This guy, however, was definitely in charge, and demanded I beg for his load, demanding I tell him how much I wanted to be knocked up, have his babies in my ass. Finally I pulled my ass cheeks apart so he could breed me deep, he shook slightly, at which point I felt a river of sperm spurt into my insides. His load was feverishly hot, and I could feel every spurt. I was going wild, thrusting and pushing back to suck up every drop. As he came down from his orgasm he lay on top of me, shaking, as my ass continued milking his cock to the last drop. He pulled out and I could feel a solid trail of sperm dribble down my leg. He slapped my ass, commenting it had been an amazing fuck, and moved to dress. Getting up, I thanked him, and learning we would both be at the hotel another day, I gave him my extra key card, telling him I wanted every drop of cum his balls could produce. Smiling, he accepted the key card and stepped into the hallway, shutting the door behind himself - but not all the way.... ?

My response was no response. It's not really nice, but I could have said much worse... I just don't respect guys who propose I jeopardise my heath just so they can have a fap.

Hot, as always. Thank you!

Your so right!! I absolutely love laying there not knowing who is there then feeling him or them touch my ass and hole the feeling him or them start fucking!! Thats why I big on getting blindfolded an tied. Love that feel of having no control and not knowing if there is one or 10 in the room untill its over. Its such an amazing feeling

Not yet but fuck it would be hot.

Hot profile pic!

I'm only interested in gay group raunchy bareback fucking pornos. Watching one on one fucking just feels boring to me. If I'm watching professional fucking I want to see some cool tricks.

Another Hot chapter! Danny has come a long ways in a short period from his conservative background... his mother would be so proud!

Or, being on PrEP, I can enjoy the load from the lovely guy fucking me and be thankful I have little to fret. Of course we do all acknowledge here that HIV is the minority risk we're taking with other STI's expanding (at least locally here in Wisconsin) right??

I'm lucky enough to be able to be attracted to pretty much all ethnicities and races: hot guys come in many forms, and I've probably had sex with someone from most of the world's diverse peoples except maybe the Inuit. That doesn't mean I like them all equally: I have many types but if you come from around the Mediterranean basin (Spain, Italy, Turkey, North Africa) you definitely catch my attention, and so too do nicely mixed-heritage guys from places like Brazil. After that, I like both blond viking types and very dark West African types, and I spent a full year in Beijing during which I pretty much only fucked Chinese. Having said that, I don't believe people necessarily should be demonised for having and stating a racial/ethnic preference, depending on how they do it (we could all let other guys down more gently). I do think that we all have a responsibility to think hard and seriously, if only to ourselves, about why we have the preferences we do, and to what extent they could be shaped by racial or other prejudices. To some extent I've done that myself with regard to feminine guys. @Blkmuscbreeder makes a fair point that perhaps it's better for people like this to label themselves so others can more efficiently avoid them. This discussion also needs nuance. When someone has told me that they are not interested in meeting black guys, this has usually come from... other black guys. I've often felt sorry for guys like that - does this come from living in a racist society, is this internalised? - but I have usually not pushed them to discuss or explain it, in case it drags up some uncomfortable/difficult feelings and ruins the sex I'm trying to arrange. I'd be really interested in hearing someone like that explain why though. I am whiter than spilt milk, the driven snow, and Karen Pence - I don't even tan - so perhaps I attract guys like this who prize whiteness. Some of them clearly get into race-based dom/sub kink. People also adjust their preferences according to where they live: in a majority-white city, you won't generally see people say 'Asians only', rather 'Asians to the front' but when I lived in Beijing I did come across some white guys who only wanted Chinese and had no interest in their own race. Final thought: I do sometimes wonder about the culture that hookup apps, especially Grindr, are creating amongst gay men. I feel like it's much more common now to dismiss someone out of hand if they aren't perfectly your type: just like it's part of the culture now to constantly block profiles on the apps to make room for new ones that you might like better. Not surprising that these apps are supposedly having such a bad impact on our mental health.

I think that it's the responsibility (duty?) of men that fuck other men to educate themselves on different techniques of using their Cocks. Just as bottom's have responsibilities (have a well-prepped Hole to offer, etc.), Tops need to either educate themselves (questionable) or seek information from other, more accomplished Tops they know and respect. Not being into physiology all that much, I've always called that "thing" in a Hole the boy's "fuckbutton". I know how to give it a slow massage, hammer it, whatever seems to turn the boy's Lusts on the most. Tops that don't know how to send the Hole into euphoria with their Cocks haven't learned their craft. Merely rutting in a Hole is fine, but there are other, more intense techniques that should be used too. That will create a higher level of connection for both T and b. All of us need to learn our craft, by which we're all better barebackers.

Island House has a nice play space where you can have a lot of fun…

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

Been so horny lately... fucked a couple guys but been wanting to take some Anon loads

In Chicago, the Lawson YMCA on Chicago Ave between Clark & Dearborn was (and if it's still there, may still be) legendary !!!

Mmm id have you breed me 😈

I only fuck raw, although I did use a condom 3 times in high school. If he lets me in, we both are happy. If he insists on a condom, I walk. I’m respectful, but like you, my cock, my rules!

I always fuck raw in a dark room, it’s the best thing 😈🍆💦☣️