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Going to the doctor is a pain in the ass, but when your doc blocks the renewal of your Truvada script, he has you by the short hairs. I booked the last appointment of the day to minimize the time off work. When I arrived, the waiting room was packed out. I stood out like a sore thumb, dressed in my suit. Most of the guys were casual, wearing jeans or shorts. Given the time of day, I guessed most of the guys weren't working, particularly as my doc has a large infectious disease practice. Some of them were clearly long-term poz, showing a little wasting and or a lot of vascularity. So fucking sexy! Soon I was brought to a room, and shortly thereafter Doctor Woods came in and gave me a warm hug. It's great having a doctor close to my own age, and so sexy too. I've been going to Brad for several years, and we have a great doctor / patient relationship. We're both early 30's and keep ourselves fit. From time to time I see Brad and his boyfriend at the gym and out at the clubs. They are both tall and lean, and surprisingly vascular from exercise. Having seen both Doc Woods and his boyfriend in the showers at the gym, I knew he has a sweet uncut cock, just like mine, and his boyfriend is cut and has huge low-hangers. Both of them are also quite gifted, swinging big packages. "Rik! Dude! It's been six months since your last appointment! To stay on Truvada, I need to see you every six months." "Yeah, sorry, I've been busy with work and just didn't make the time...." He looked in my eyes and held the gaze for a while to make his point, and said "Go ahead and take everything off except for your underwear, and then up on the table." He asked the usual health history questions you might expect as he was feeling around my neck and then listening to my heart and lungs. His hand grabbed on to my pec as he listened to my back. He gave my tit a little squeeze and then gave a little tweak on my nip... which made my cock spring to attention. He made some notes and then asked, "I'm going to assume you've been sexually active, right?" He gave me a big smile, because he knew that I was testing just how good Truvada really is. "Yep, I'm breeding and seeding. Always looking for holes and poles." "I don't doubt it; your reputation is firmly intact. Once a slut, always a slut! (He's called me a slut in the locker room at the gym, so this isn't anything new!) “Go ahead and lay down and turn on your side. I'll do a rectal swab and check your prostate." I slid my underwear off, then turned to my left side. Dr Woods lightly touched me under my leg saying "Bring your knees up towards your chest." Then he brought a rectal swab and a specimen container over to the table, commenting "The lube is cold, sorry." With that, his gloved finger slid inside me. And... I was totally boned at the feeling of his finger probing my hole. He had done it several times over the years, but each time I find it completely hot. As his finger felt-up my prostate he shot a few more comments to me: "It feels like this hot hole is seeing a lot of action. There was almost no resistance to my finger." "I've had a fist or two up there, and I always enjoy having a hot top breed me to keep me in practice." "You do have hot ass... and interesting choice of word. 'Breed'. Do you know whether or not you've taken any poz loads?" "Yeah, I imagine I have. But most guys are undetectable these days. I don't even ask anymore." "Yeah ... a cum dump. You haven't had a guy tell you he just gave you a poz load?" "Not often enough!" "Yeah, a lot of my patients get off on that. You get off on taking toxic loads?" His continued rubbing of my prostate and working my hole was making me crazy. This wasn't the conversation I imagined I'd be having with my doctor. "Doc, you better take it easy there, you got me close!" "I don't think I heard an answer to my question." "Oh god ... yes ... yeah, I get off on toxic loads ... fuck I'm going to cum!" With that, he inserted a couple more fingers up my hole, and with the other he put the specimen cup over my uncut cock. "Cum in the cup, stud." I had one of the biggest orgasms I've had in a while. I did my best to get my load inside the cup, but I made a mess everywhere. "Nicely done, stud. Just relax for a minute and I'll do your rectal swab." I felt him swabbing my hole and then heard it go into its receptacle. He placed the uncovered specimen jar on the counter. "Take a minute to pull yourself together. Here's a couple paper towels, clean yourself off. Don't worry about the mess. Leave your shirt off. Teddy is going to come in and draw some blood. I'll be back before you leave, I need to consult with another doctor about something." I dressed and moved over to the chair. The exam table had cum everywhere ... and some dripping down the wall. I guessed Teddy would be tasked with dealing with the mess. I've known Teddy for years. He's a hairy 5'8" Italian fireplug that I've fucked with over the years at the baths. He's one of those guys who has a a 5:00 o’clock shadow at 10:00 AM. Back in the day, he would be described as a Castro Clone, sporting brown hair and bushy mustache. Way before seeing him at Doctor Wood's office, when we met up at the sex club, he worshipped my muscular arms and pecs before we'd get down to breeding. Now he gets to perv out over my veiny arms during a blood draw. I'm got low body fat, so giving blood is no big deal. I've got veins for days. The standard routine is I lay my arm out for him to find a vein, and he lightly traces his fingers up and down my arm, while telling me hot sexy it is. When Teddy arrived, he stepped into the room, closed the door, and walked over to me giving me a quick kiss, saying, "Hey sexy!" Being about 6" taller than him, I'm at a perfect height for him to latch onto a nip and let him suck it to being fully hard. If I hadn't just cum, I would have been aching to fuck him right there. Teddy broke the daydream and asked, "We're doing the usual HIV labs, right?" I replied "No, Teddy, I'm neg and on Truvada." He said, "Oh, sorry. Most guys that come here are poz. My mistake." I said, "Don't sweat it, it's not a big deal." Teddy replied, "Good, by the way, I converted six months ago and would love a chance to breed you. I'm nice and toxic," he said with salacious smile. I pulled him close to my chest and whispered, "I'd love your poz load." He whispered back, "Believe me, I'd like to give it to you." Once again my cock was as hard as a rock. After Teddy drew up some vials of blood, he gathered the swab and blood vials and said "The doctor will be with you in a minute," leaving the door open as he left the room. I saw there shirtless, and noticed several patients who passed through the hallway gave me a good glance. While I wanted to tweak my nips to give them something to look at, I held off. Dr. Woods then arrived and closed the door, "I think I felt something on your prostate ... kinda like a couple bumps. I'd like to be safe and make sure it's nothing important. I've made an appointment for you with Dr. Grant. I want you to see him for an ultrasound, no other urologist. Also, I need you off Truvada for the time being." "You gotta be kidding me! Is that really necessary?" "You're whining. Just do it." At the checkout desk, I got my referral card for Dr. Grant. The appointment was two weeks away! Holy fuck, how the hell was I supposed to stay off Truvada for that long? It was the longest two weeks of my fucking life. Sure, I got to breed some hot hole, and got my hole fisted by a couple guys, but it wasn't like getting fucked and taking a load. I hit up some of my undetectable poz buds who I know are good about their meds so that I could get their loads. The day of my appointment with Dr. Grant, I had the day off, so I got a quick workout at the gym done before I drove to the appointment. He's in the same building as Dr. Woods, just one floor up. After brief delay in the waiting room, I was called into the back area. A hot, young Hispanic nurse had me take off my clothes, put on a robe, then lock my stuff in the locker. He looked like he just barely got out of high school. I wanted to pull him into the dressing room and fuck him senseless. He was at least six-foot-tall and had exceptionally beautiful caramel skin. He was absolutely gorgeous. The hottie was waiting when I came out of the dressing room and took me to an exam room. "The doctor will see you shortly," he said with a smile and disappeared. The door to the exam room opened and in walked Dr. Grant ... who, it turned out, was Dr. Wood's boyfriend. Standing in front of me was the stud with a brick shithouse body who, for years, I've seen naked. And he looked good enough to eat. He was wearing a lab coat over a form-fitting polo shirt and his pecs were straining against the fabric. It was an amazing vision. I was glad I was sitting on the exam table because the robe hid my growing hard-on. If he wasn't quick, there would be a big precum wet spot growing. I extended my hand and said, "Justin, I didn't know you were a doctor as well! "Yeah, it's easier having a partner that understands the demands of the job. It's great to see you, hot stuff! Brad called me when you were in his office and he told me you have an issue that both of us can help you with." "Yeah, he said there were some bumps on my prostate and I should have them looked at." "And the Truvada?" he asked, "Have you complied with his direction?" "Yes, I have." "Great," he said as he removed his lab coat, which meant I got to appreciate his beautiful body. Some tufts of hair poked above the neck of his shirt, which suggested both his arms and his beautiful pecs were covered with fur. "Okay, I need to check your prostate health to make sure everything is okay. Go ahead and lay back on the table, turn your side and we'll get a look." With my cock rock hard, Justin went about with the ultrasound. He showed me the ultrasound probe that would be going up my asshole, explaining the procedure won't take long. In short order, he rubbed some lube on my hole, then inserted two, then three fingers inside my anus, rubbing them in and out, just like Brad had done two weeks earlier. I remember feeling a slight sting, possibly from a fingernail, but the subtle pressure he was applying to my prostate had turned into pleasure, so my attention was re-directed. I do remember being slightly surprised he wasn't wearing any gloves, but figured that was his business. "Feels awesome doc ... I've needed some action back there." "Good, I'm going to insert the ultrasound probe. It's a little bit bigger, but I'm sure you'll take it like a champ." Justin pulled out his fingers and inserted the ultrasound device. He moved in slow movements in and around my hole. His eyes were focused on the monitor, one hand was managing the probe, but the other hand was draped over my abs inching towards my fully engorged cock. After a couple minutes, Justin untied the gown and pushed it off me, fully exposing my body to him. With the probe still inside me, all I could do was enjoy the experience of him working my hole. He continued to to explore both my ass and also smeared the precum around the head of my cock and foreskin. He was driving me crazy. He withdrew the probe and said, "I have something else that would make your hole feel nice. Just lie still." I heard him strip off his shirt and remove his pants. He felt around my lubed up hole, which he spread onto his cock. "I think you'll like this probe better." Still on my side, he easily slid his big cock inside my hole from behind and started slowly fucking me. After a few minutes, he pulled out and said, "Stand up, I want to feel your whole body." I turned to face this amazing stud, with buzzed pubes and huge cock... and a big biohazard tattoo right above his cock. His cock was a little messy with lube a little blood, but everything else was perfect. In a sex club, I would have sucked that cock clean. He asked, "What turns you on more, my fat cock or my biohazard tattoo?" "They both do." He smiled, "One before the other, so back up onto the table and let me back inside that sweet hole." I put my hand on his chest and asked, "You undetectable? Because you know I'm off Truvada." “Yeah, that's just the thing. We had you stop Truvada for a reason. Brad and I both know that you get off on taking all kinds of loads, and we'd like the opportunity to share our DNA to poz you. We converted about a year ago and don't take meds. We're working on converting several more hot guys, and we hope you'll join our conversion club.” "You know this is kinda fucked up, right? I’m probably not protected!" "Rik, look at your cock. You haven't stopped precumming since you got a look at my biohazard tattoo. Get a feel of my low-hangers and tell me you don't want me to fill your hole with a hot load." I reached out and grabbed his huge nuts, and he just moaned. I gave them a squeeze and a tug, and his poz precum oozed on my hand. Actually, he was precumming like crazy as well. I thought my cock gushed precum, but his was drooling. He probably already spread his poison all inside me. "You join our conversion club and you will go on the adventure of a lifetime. Brad and I really want you in with us in breeding the hottest guys." I needed a minute to think about this, but his biohazard tattoo was calling to me. I squatted down to run my fingers over it and to absorb what it meant to him … and what it might mean for me. I was compelled to lick it and suck his tattoo, as if that alone would make a difference. Having a tattoo like that would be sexy as hell. Justin brought me to my feet and backed me up to the table, then bent down to suck on my nips. How could he know that's the fastest way to make me lose control? In no time he was nursing on my tits while I was flat on my back on the table. I was in ecstasy having this infected stud wanting to breed my hole. I lifted my legs to let Justin into my neg hole so he could poz me. Getting his load was just too hot to deny. I could figure out the rest with Dr. Woods later if I change my mind. He said, "Put my cock in your hole and show me what you want." I reached out and grabbed his hard cock and rubbed it up and down my gaping ass slit. His eyes rolled back and he had a satisfied grin on his face. "Yeah, stud. You will love our virus. We'll change your life in ways you can't imagine." I let go of his cock and wrapped my legs around his sexy ass to pull him into me. "Oh yeah ... We've wanted to breed you for a very long time. We've seen you at the gym and always thought you would be an excellent hole to breed and seed. Ever since we converted, you have been on the top of our list to infect." This was so fucking erotic, having this amazing man wanting to fuck his poisonous load inside me. I was happy to take Truvada and stay neg, but having the opportunity to get bred like this is amazing. Justin started his fucking easy, but it wasn't long before he really pounded my hole, doing his best to attack from several angles. "Oh man, your cock feels great … just as good as I hoped it would.” He threw he head back and said, "Fuck dude, here comes my nasty load right inside your hole!" My hole was gaping and abused, and he looked like he just ran a marathon. After keeping his infected cock in my ass for as long as possible, he slowly pulled out. He grabbed a pillow to put under my ass. "Just let that toxic load marinate inside you. Let the infection take hold." “…nfection take hold .…” It took a minute to set in. After having spent years trying to avoid HIV, I had willingly agreed to seroconvert. He cleaned up his cock, pulled on his jock, and picked-up the intercom saying "Mateo, please let Dr Woods know he's needed here. And then please join us in the exam room."

So, last Saturday I decided to walk over to the Ramrod - best cruise bar in town - for a beer before heading over to Slammer, my favorite fuckjoint. Got to RR around 9, it was already jammed. There's the main bar in front, to the left of that is the pool table area, now covered with plywood, since guys fuck on it - around it. Then, there's the bootblack's station opposite one of the johns (open - no walls or doors), and finally in back you get to the Patio bar, an open-air area. There's a corridor off the patio bar that leads around a corner, past another john, and back to the front bar. That corner - on the SE corner of the building - is the traditional fuck/suck area. A relatively narrow corridor, with benches built into one side. I hadn't intended to sit back there and have my beer, but the front bar was full, the patio bar was full, and I guess I was lucky to find even that one spot to sit back in Pig Alley. Sat down next to a good-lookin kid, who's boyfriend was sitting on his other side. Guys passing by, cruising everyone, blah blah blah. So a guy stood against the wall, opposite the boyfriend, cruising him. The guy sitting next to me wasn't all that happy about it, but I didn't find out about that until later. After a few minutes, the boyfriend and the guy cruising him took off their shirts. Nice-looking kid, black hair, nice body, nice bulge next to me was not at all impressed when his bf took out his Cock and the guy cruising the bf started sucking it. Shortly after that, cruiser and bf got up and walked away, leaving the guy I was sitting next to alone. I'd noticed that he was eyeing my Cock, so I just asked him if that was his bf who'd just gone off to fuck the cruiser. Kid said yeah, and he knew his bf was going to Breed the cruiser, but was pissed off that the bf didn't allow him (the kid) to take raw Cock. Raw is apparently fine for the bf, but not the kid. Saw my opening right then. So I started talking to the kid about how unfair it was that he wasn't allowed to take loads, but his bf could rawfuck any guy he wanted. Kid said yeah, it was unfair, eyeing my now granite-hard Cock in my jeans. There were other guys sucking Cock in that hallway, a few taking it up the gut. I mentioned that I was heading over to Slammer in a little while to Breed Holes at some point. So I just asked the kid if he disliked taking raw Cock, and he looked at me and said "are you crazy?" Put my arm around his shoulder, and started in on how unfair his bf was, denying him the pleasure of taking loads in the bar, watching other guys in front of us sucking Cocks, fucking, all of that. He said he wanted to take as many loads as he could - but that before they went out to the bars, his bf always Bred his Hole, and thinks that should be enough for him. By this time, the kid’s Cock was about to rip through his shorts. I just said stuff like "how unfair - you deserve the same as every other guy here, blah blah blah, and he felt up my Cock in my jeans - asked me if I'd fuck him (duh), and I said of course, but I want to eat your Hole - taste your bf's load - slurp up your Hole a bit. The kid was eyeing other guys Breeding within a foot or two of us, and when he stood up and pulled his khaki’s down, a very nice Cock sprang up, hard. So I did what I told him I would do - got up, turned him around facing the wall, bent him over and ate that beautiful Hole full of thick black hair. After eating his Hole, (bf might be an asshole, but his load tasted good in the kid’s Hole) stood up so he could suck my Cock in front of the other guys sucking Cocks, Breeding. That was ok, but not what I wanted, so stood him up and turned him around again, gently pushed him over the bench, bent over his back and quietly said "you want my load up your gut, don't you .... and you want all these other guys to watch, don't you .... The kid said he did - said “yes Sir” - so I started to fuck him. His Hole was great - actually, he was a great fuck - and in a few minutes I bend over his back and whispered a question in his ear. Something like "you want more raw Cocks, don't you - there are guys on each side of you waiting their turn - you want them too, don't you ..." The kid sort of groaned - and answered that yeah, he did want them. I just said something like "then you should have them" ... pulled out and stepped aside. In a matter of 15 minutes that sweet boy took 4 loads. So, I got on my knees and ate that Hole again, and it tasted just perfect full of Sperm off other Cocks. I hadn't shot my load yet, and asked the kid how long he was going to wait for his bf to get back. The kid just answered "fuck him". He asked why I hadn't cum up his Hole, and I reminded him I was headed over to Slammer to Breed, but asked if he really wanted my load - to which he said something like "yeah, I want your load in my ass real bad ..." Not a grammarian, but this wasn't in grammar school either. This was at least 30, more like 45 minutes after I'd first sat down next to him. SO !!! I said that since I live only a few minutes walk from here, how about I fuck/breed you in my sling? That kid's eyes opened so wide I thought his eyeballs would drop out, and he just nodded. I don't think he'd ever been slingfucked before. Well, we both pulled our pants up, and as we left that area, a number of other guys caught my eye, seemingly wanting to be invited too. But, one step at a time. So we went back to my place, and had a fantastic night of it. The poor kid had been mind-fucked into keeping his Hole closed to every raw Cock but his bf's, while the bf rawfucked any guy he wanted to. Turns out his name is Javier, and he wants to come back next weekend. He didn't mention where they lived, but I think it's some distance away. So, I didn't get to Slammer last Saturday night - but it was a very worthy trade-off. This is why I don't post on that "last load" thread. I get raw Hole easily - any guy around here can - and it's a bit unseemly to go into stuff like this all the time when so many other guys have to wait weeks or months for something like this. Of course, this is one of the main reasons I chose Ft.L. when I decided to relocate. I had fb's who'd been here a number of times, always full of great stuff to report when they got back from here. Haven't had any reason to regret moving here at all.

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I was horny today and decided a sauna visit was on the cards. I packed my new french poppers and cock ring before catching the train onto the city. I showered and prepped and was ready for cock by about half 11. Well the next 3 hours were a bottoms wet dream. I was the only bottom in the place so I took at least 8 loads over the next 3 hours. The highlight was the massive 9 incher I took by a glory hole, twice. A tall skinny older lad but man, what a cock. It was nearly touching his knees. I went into the dark room and saw a glory hole cubicle was occupied, so obviously I had to investigate. Well, this massive cock was poking through and I knew who it was as he had the biggest cock in the sauna, by some margin. I went to work, sucking him to full mast. A very impressive sight. Now I never know in these situations are they only looking for oral but I had to try, a cock this size up my hole is a rare occurrence. So I bent over and directed his cock to my sloppy cunt, I'd had 2 loads in me already. He slid in like a knife through butter, fucking awesome. He built up the rhythm for the next few minutes before leaving a massive load in my cunt. I was well sloppy now, cum dribbling down my leg. This was the first of 2 breedings from the lad, the second was much the same, again through the glory hole. The other loads were in the sling and downstairs in the suck a thon room. I had a tag team fuck on the bench. It was fucking awesome, after which some more bottoms arrived and I had some competition. Well I was spent anyway. I headed home a happy slut. My last load of the day was sloppy seconds (or 9ths) to my fuck buddy. He loves a sloppy cunt. I drove to his place and he called me a dirty slut and a whore as he shot a massive load in me. It's still there now, I'll sleep well tonight.

Some expert cocksuckers have brought me over the edge by grazing my balls with their hands at just the right moment. My ex-husband preferred not to get cum in his mouth (fuck that, I'm going to cum where I want!), so he would sometimes switch to jerking me with a slick, wet hand when he thought I was about to cum. I would then promptly use my hands to grip the back of his head and get his mouth back on my cock.

I love spit play. Not when it's done humiliatingly, but more of a pig play body fluids primal kinda thing.

Last night I was awakened by some knocking on my door, at three in the morning. I ignored it at first, because I thought I was still asleep, and then panicked because I figured it meant there was an emergency. I had the presence of mind to slip some clothes on and I answered the door... ...and this sexy married guy I've played with several time was standing there. He's got a wife, but she knows he plays with guys on the side - she just doesn't want details. Every time we play, he wants me to load him up and send him home with my cum. Our schedules rarely line up though, since we work different shifts (and he has a wife) but in the past we'd briefly mentioned him coming by and waking me up with a blowjob. It didn't turn out quite like we'd discussed, but hey, at three in the morning with no warning, a sexy guy comes over to swallow my load, what else could I do? I go back to bed and he follows me. It's pitch black, but we don't need to see. He strips my clothes off and starts going down on me. I'm waking up pretty quick now, if you know what I mean. As he sucks, we take turns taking off more clothes until we're both naked. Finally, he spits on his hand, pushes the spit in his ass, and then moves up to ride my raw dick. We fucked hard and fast, I was jerking him off as he rode me. My bedsprings were so loud we definitely woke the neighbors. Finally I came inside his ass and he collapsed on me as we kissed in the afterglow. Then we spent the next 45 minutes discussing DC Comics movies and shows before he needed to leave and I needed to go back to sleep.

I don’t know. As a veteran, I prefer people who aren’t traitors.

I gave Justin a "what the fuck" look. He said, "You just stay put." Mateo, the sexy nurse from earlier came into the room and smiled when he saw me with my ass up on a pillow. "I've heard a lot about you. I'm glad you're here to get pozzed up!" "Rik, meet Mateo. Mateo had the fuck flu six months ago and he's really toxic right now... shares the same strain as Brad and I. I hope you don't mind if he breeds you as well." I really wasn't in a position to say no. Besides, this kid was smoking hot. He pulled off his nurse's uniform top and pulled loose the drawstring from his pants. He must ride a bicycle a lot as the has big meaty, muscular thighs, covered in sexy fur. And above his buzzed pubes, a biohazard tattoo as well. Fuck, that is hot. “Wow! You have a biohazard too?” Mateo smiled and asked, which one? He turned around to show me the same tattoo on his right ass cheek. Justin explained, “We know an amazing guy named Zak in Chicago. He has a place off Halsted Street called Windy City Tattoo. He's prolific poz breeder and sexy stud. He's done the biohardard tattoos for all of the conversion club members. As much as I am intrigued by earning a biohazard tattoo, the raging hard-on that Mateo has right now merits more attention. Toxic or not, I need this kid's load in my hole. I lifted my legs for him, providing consent for him to add his diseased DNA to my system. For being a young guy, he knew exactly how to press my buttons. Like Justin, he rubbed his cock up and down my pre-lubed hole before sliding all the way inside me. Freshly fucked, I felt my ass juices start to ooze out, even though he worked to wipe the juices back onto his cock and inside me. Justin watched as Mateo skillfully bred my hole. He tweaked my nips for a while, but it wasn't long before he had his eyes closed, looking like he was praying to the god of all poz cocks. You know that look of sheer bliss. I was close to the same state, feeling him sliding in and out of my battered hole. While I was getting fucked, Brad and Teddy came in the room and joined the audience. At this point, I didn't care who saw me getting bred by a poz cock. This felt amazing, and I would deal with whatever it brought at another time. Brad and Teddy were getting naked as well, so they were totally into my breeding. Before long, Mateo's breaths started getting short and it was clear he was getting close to cumming inside me. I blurted out, "Come on stud, fuck me with your poz cock. Give me your disease!" And with that his cock started flooding my hole with his charged load, bathing my guts with his AIDS virus. This kid fucked me like he hated me ... it was awesome. He had a need to seed, and my hole was his infection target. I just asked for a diseased load. What the fuck just happened? Mateo pulled out and I did my best to keep the charged seed inside me. Brad and Teddy were naked at this point, and they were in a three-way kiss huddle with Justin. How fucking hot was that to watch? I managed to get up on my feet and being fucked on my back for so long. I was wobbly - and with good reason. The three guys broke their embrace and pulled me into them for a hug and a grope. That's when I noticed Teddy and Brad both had biohazard tattoos above their cocks. Teddy also had one between his shoulder blades, and Brad had another one on his arm ... which is when I figured out everyone in this exam room was poz, except for me ... and my immune system was on its way out. Brad looked me in the eyes and asked, "I hope you'll accept our invitation to the conversion club. I know this is a lot to take in, but it will be worth it ... even through your fuck flu." I looked gave a glance at these four breeders and said, "Yes, I want to be on your team. Infect me." Teddy grabbed an ass cheek and said, "We gotta get started planning where your biohazard tattoo is going to go." Brad said, "Well, I'd love a chance to breed Rik and I know Teddy does too, but we need to get back to work. So, I have a question for Rik. How fast do you want to earn your biohazard tattoo?" "Depends. What do I need to do in order to speed up the process?" I asked. Justin said, "Come over on Friday night. Clean out your hole and we'll have some fun. We will all give you a dose of our DNA, and if you are a good boy, a blood donation from all of us." We all kissed goodbye and I headed home. What took place was so fucking erotic, I just wanted to hop on Breeding Zone and jack off to some conversion fiction. But I really needed to get a workout in before I do that. I got into the BodyCombat class at 6:30 and powered through the boxing, karate and taekwondo kicks and punches. It is a great way to work up a sweat while keeping flexible and strong. There was a sexy black guy there, new to the class. His sexy body got even sexier with a sweat, and his shorts clung to his bubble butt. A couple sideways glances turned into flirting. At the end of the class I headed down to the locker room and, as luck would have it, his locker was right next to mine. Strange how the world works. I said, "Give me a sec and I'll be out of your way." He smiled and said, "Don't sweat it, take your time." I pulled my shirt off and as I was getting the sweat off me, this beautiful man stripped off his shirt and revealed beautiful chestnut brown skin, rock hard abs ... and a fucking biohazard tattoo. It didn't stand out as much due to his skin color ... and half of it was hidden under his underwear. But the design is the same as the three guys I had seen earlier that day. I found myself wondering 'Am I the only guy in town without a fucking biohazard tattoo'? The locker room was full of guys and I needed to be discrete, but I had to get more info about this. I drew up some courage and said, "I like your tattoo ... a lot." He smiled and said "Thanks, it took a lot of work. Do you have one?" "No, but I'll probably be getting mine soon. Any chance you know Brad and Justin?" He smiled and said "Yeah ... Let's talk on the way out." We stepped out to the street where it was a little more private. I said, "Thanks for taking to me about this." "Sure, no problem. Let me ask, how far along are you?" "Earlier today was the first time." "Wow. You are just beginning." "Yeah, I know. Big decision. So fucking hot." "Hey, I live a block from here. You want to go there and talk for a minute?" "Yeah, thanks. I have a million questions." "Cool. By the way, I'm Rik." "I'm Blake." We got to his place and after offering me a bottle of water, we sat down on the couch when Blake asked "Were you chasing?" "No, not at all. Getting pozzed wasn't on my mind at all. Were you chasing?" "Nope. I went to Dr. Woods for PEP after a gun came in my hole. I was freaking out and went to see what he could do." I laughed, "I guess he took care of your problem!" He smiled. "Yeah, he sure did." I asked, "How bad was your fuck flu?" Blake replied, "Dude, that's the best part of being with this club. The doctors will help you through the whole thing. You can go to their place and they'll give you an IV or drugs to make it easier ... if you want." I was surprised. "That's cool!" "Yeah," Blake continued, "I was really fucking sick when I converted, but the club guys helped out a lot. That's when your body is trying to fight off the infection, and that's when you need extra doses the most." "Extra doses?" I asked. Blake replied "You know: more poz cum. You'll take more infected loads the whole time. It's hot." I found his attitude towards seroconversion fucking twisted. Seroconverting only to take more charged loads. I loved it. In fact my cock was straining against my shorts, leaving a wet spot of precum. I couldn't help but notice Blake's cock was also rock hard. "I'm getting totally turned on." Reaching over, I cupped Blake's cock and asked, "Any chance I can taste your poz cock?" He smiled, "I'd prefer to fuck some of my charged load in your hole." I knelt on the floor and pulled his shorts off and then went directly to sucking his cock. His cock was quite large, beautiful, and, of course black. It was quite a mouthful. After working on his cock for a while, I looked up and asked, "Will you breed me? "Rik, let's go to my room. I'd love to get inside you." Tossing clothes off as we walked, we were both naked by the time we got to his bedroom. "How many biohazard tattoos do you have?" "My pubic one hardly shows, so just the one for now." I asked, "It looks so sexy on you. Fuck dude. Did you do the blood donation process, or did you do it the old-fashioned way?" "The regular way. They didn't start using blood until recently. You going to do that?" "Yeah, probably Friday night." "Too fucking hot." My finger traced his ink as I was fantasizing about earning my own biohazard. With his finger on my chin, he lifted my lips to his and we made out for a while. "I got a toxic cock here and I really want to be the one who converts you. How about I get my cock inside you now?" I laid onto the bed on my back and he crawled between my legs. "I love uncut cock. Let me taste you." He went face-down on my hard cock and played with my foreskin. He knew enough to run his tongue underneath it, in order to make it really intense. He reached over to get a little lube for my hole and then some for his cock. He slowly worked his infected cock inside my already ravaged hole. The lube made it feel great. I wiggled my ass around his cock in an attempt to get it in faster. I really wanted to be a bond with Blake. His cock, my third toxic cock of the day, started slow and easy. He was adept at leveraging his cock into my ass. His strokes were full, making great use of his huge cock. Blake fucked my hole like a master. We’d make out for a little bit but his primary focus was getting off. My hole was just a tool that enabled him to get off in. We got into a comfortable rhythm as if we were one. I whispered in his ear, "I'm begging you for your poz cum. Please infect my neg hole." And that did the job. Blake started bucking against my hole like crazy. He was a man possessed, totally focused on how to make his cock ejaculate his toxic load inside my asshole. And it felt glorious. Blake gave a deep inhale, “Oh God ... Fuck, Oh God I'm close.” “Fuck me Blake, do it to me ... fuck me up.” Two more strokes from Blake and he yelled, “Damn!!!!!!!!!” With that my ass was filled as if by a fire hose. I unmistakably felt Blake's ejaculations blasting into my hole, his poz cock shooting cum like a shot gun. It was a beautiful experience. Totally spent, he collapsed in my arms and we both went unconscious for a couple minutes, after which we made out for a while, and whispered sweet nothings, about how fucking random this was, how getting a deadly infection had brought us together, and our prospects for the future. It was awesome. Blake said, "We're a mess. Let's shower quickly. I have a steam shower. You'll love it." He pressed a button to get the steam going, and within a couple minutes it was starting to fog up, at which point he invited me to join him "Come on in, there's room for two." He turned on the waterfall shower and we both took turns rinsing the day off us. He turned off the waterfall and grabbed the soap. As the fog raised, he grabbed me from the back and started to soap me up. His big hands slid all over my body. He reached around and grabbed my dick with soapy hands and started getting my cock to full extension. Oh fuck, he felt amazing. He moved to the front of me and then soaped his hole, asking "Any chance I can get some of the last of your neg cum load? It would be an honor to take whatever you got. Please fuck me!" I've wanted inside Blake since the moment I saw him. Some guys ... you just want to breed them. In this case, I got to do just that. I worked a finger inside Blake's ass, and he loosened right up. This would be fun! I pushed his back forward to bend him over and was able to slide right in. His ass was magnificent. Definitely one of the better holes I've fucked. Since I had cum earlier that day, I needed to up my game and really work up a cum load. I hoped he was ready for an animalistic fuck, because I had no choice but to rut his hole like a wild animal. It was so fucking hot. During the whole time, he repeatedly chanted "Yeah .... Yeah ...." After a little bit, I said, "OK Blake, I gotta blow in your hot ass. I can't hold it any longer." And with that, I gave him any neg see left in my body. He got the last of it. I looked him in the eyes and said, "This was an unexpected joy being with you. I hope your cum infects me. You can be my poz daddy anytime." He smiled and said, "Just wait, with the conversion club, it'll be so easy to breed and gift poz guys. Our numbers are growing and infected loads are everywhere. You'll see." I asked, "Will you be there Friday? I'm supposed to get bred by Brad and Teddy, and they talked about the Blood Donation." Blake smiled and said, "Yeah, that sounds like a great time. I'd love to have more of my DNA coursing through your veins." With a quick kiss I replied, “I’d like that.” And with that, I headed home with visions of Friday night.

Decided to grab the train across Australia from Sydney to Perth and have a relaxing 4 days and 3 nights off after a busy year with work. Have always wanted to do the trip, and know that most on the train are older, so was planning to relax and when I got to Perth, spend a few days chasing loads. Got to the station and ticket was all sorted and I went to find my carriage. There was an attendant at each carriage and when I got to my carriage the attendant was a hot 20’s something guy. 6’ tall with an avg build but wearing the uniform of beige trousers (very tight and well filled out) and train logo polo with a stockman’s hat. What looked like short brown hair under the hat and piercing blue eyes with a trimmed beard. I almost got a hard on there and then. My thoughts went straight too disappointment as I imagined how good it would be (for eye candy alone) to have him on the entire trip. I am a 45 y/o avg guy with smooth body and blonde short hair. Nothing special but wearing jeans and t-shirt. He introduced himself as Adam and explained a few basic things before I was to get on to the train. I was thinking of how hot it would be if he was on the trip, and as though he could read my mind, he adds “I will be your carriage attendant the whole trip” out of nowhere. I am taken back by the random comment and am obviously pleased. “I’ll come by and give you the run down on the carriage once we are under way” He repeats my cabin number as if to remind himself. Others are lining up, so I get on the train in a bit of a haze and find my cabin. I have a private cabin with ensuite that is usually for two people, but I paid to have it to myself to relax. I settle in and am putting some things away as the train starts out and immediately there is a knock at the door. It is Adam (he must have come straight to my cabin first). He walks straight in and closes the door behind him and begins to explain the features of the cabin. “So, you are travelling alone I see?” I confirm this for him, and he smiles. I swear the bulge in his trousers is bigger, but I put it down to my imagination. After explaining everything he tells me he has a cabin at the end of the carriage and is available 24/7 for anything I need. He then looks me in the eyes and says, “anything at all, even in the middle of the night”. He leaves and I hear him explain the features to all the other people in my carriage, but he never goes into their cabins. As the evening falls and after I have had dinner, I head back to the cabin and shortly after there is knock at my door. It is Adam. “Sorry sir, I meant to prepare your bed while you were at dinner. I got caught up a bit. Let me do it now for you. There is not a lot of room, and he keeps brushing past me to do his stuff and his crotch is growing to a noticeable bulge. Sometimes when he needs to get past me, he puts his hands on my hips gently to steady himself and I feel his growing crotch brush against my arse, and my own cock is starting to go. “Is there anything else I can do for you” he asks, and he clearly has a hard on. But I am not sure of the rules and what to do and I stumble to say everything is perfect, trying not to get caught looking at his crotch, but he clearly notices. “If you haven’t been on a train overnight before, sometimes it is hard to get to sleep or sleep. So, please let me know if you need anything no matter the time.” He motions to the attendant button on the wall “I mean anything at all – ok” and he then leaves. By midnight I cannot sleep, and my mind constantly goes to Adam, and I know a good fucking and load from him is exactly what I need to sleep. I think what the hell and I press the attendant button. I am in boxers and singlet for bed. Within a minute, Adam is at my door in the same clothes but sporting a massive bulge in his tight pants. “I’ve been waiting for that call for hours”. Without invitation he comes into my cabin and shuts the door and just pushes me to the wall and kisses me and starts grinding his massive crotch against mine. “What about if someone else calls for the attendant?” I ask. “I am officially off from 10pm and that is what everyone is told. You are the only one I said “anytime”. And he grins and starts to kiss me again. I begin to undo his pants and he stops me and says, “sorry I need to tell you I am poz. Just got the results back a week ago and not started meds yet. So can only do oral for now”. He sounds a bit disappointed as he says it and I look him in the eye and ask, “so you would be pretty toxic now I guess”. He responds in a disheartened manner “yeah I guess so – sorry” I smile and kiss him again and continue to release a thick nine-inch cock from his pants and pre-cum flicks onto my boxers as I do. He seems a little reluctant and I assure him, “good! That means I have 3 nights for you to knock me up. No rules, no condoms and nothing for you to worry about. I want to be fucked and bred by you as often as you can do it for the next 3 nights. I want your poz babies.” You can see the relief in his eyes and without a word he turns me around, pulls the back of my boxers down and shoves all nine inches inside me all at once. It hurts a little at first, but he just holds it there until I relax and after a few seconds starts pumping my arse with his huge cock. He is fucking me hard against the wall as he is kissing and biting my neck. “Fuck it has been a week since I came. It’s gonna be a big load and probably fast”. And within a minute of that he says, “fuck I gotta cum – oh shit – here it comes” and he bottoms out inside me, and I feel the warm sensation of him flooding my insides with his poz seed. I reach around and grab his arse to make sure he doesn’t pull out. He seems to cum for ages, but also doesn’t seem to go soft. He keeps kissing my neck, breathing heavily, whilst still inside me and still hard. He starts slowly fucking me again. “Fuck, I told you it had been a while. You want another load?” I respond by pushing back hard on his cock and he starts to fuck me hard again and within 5 minutes he is unloading a second load in me without even pulling out from his first load. After about a minute, he starts to go soft this time and his cock pops out of my hole. This whole time is has stayed dressed. I turn around and kiss him more. “When are you officially back on duty?” I ask. “6am” he responds. “Good plenty of time for us then” and I begin to undress him. Before long we are both naked and he has a gorgeous hairy chest under his work shirt. The beds are narrow, so he lays on top of me with his crotch nestled nicely between my legs as we make out like two teenagers. He stays until 5am and neither of us sleep. He proceeds to pump another 2 loads in me overnight. As he leaves, I say, “so two more nights for you to knock me up right” and kiss him. I go to an early breakfast with a slightly sore arse but have kept his loads inside me. He passes me on my way back from breakfast and he stops me and says “you may want to change” and runs his hands down the back of my jeans. There is a wet patch where his seed has started to leak out. “or pop a plug in there”. And then he continues to walk on. To be continued…

The battle lines are now being drawn, over an age-old struggle. The forces of repression are running rampant through the US now, and we must be a part of the solution, not a part of the problem. A certain so-called Justice of the SCOTUS is attacking women's reproductive rights via a very strict "originalist" interpretation of the Constitution of the United States, justifying his repressive views with the argument that since women's reproductive rights are not specifically mentioned in the Constitution, these long-held rights laid out in Roe vs Wade, and guaranteed for 50 years now, are, in fact, unconstitutional, and thus to be thrown out. This miserable wretch is attacking the basis upon which RvW rests, namely privacy rights, upon which rests our right to gay marriage also rests, as well as a number of other rights. While this outrage is scurrilous enough on it's face, it is merely a harbinger of more attacks on our freedoms to come. No one believes for one instant that - if successful - the hatemongers will stop with repealing women's rights. Already the reputable major media are remarking about how the forces of repression will be coming for gay marriage (which, of course, is not specifically mentioned in the Constitution or it's amendments), and men who do what we do are sure to follow. I'm not a lawyer, nor do I play one on tv. So if I have made an error in the descriptive text above, my apologies. What I am, however, is politically active, I've seen a lot, and this is the time to take a stand. Get registered. Vote. Vote these hatemongers out of office. Every election - from the most local to the highest offices in the land - are absolutely crucial now. Take action. Be a part of the solution, not a part of the problem. Write to your representatives in Washington. Join organizations that support progressive causes. And, do not fail to VOTE.

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!”

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_lNoDkTu5boIr My fav porn star, he always breeds his btms!

Yes, the male sexual hierarchy exists, but it doesn't apply to everybody. I identify as QUEER and I'm 50/50 vers, so I don't fit into any box.

Put your ass out. I stayed at the biggest shelter in NYC painted my nails and walked around fem with my g string showing. In the short time I stood there I sucked and got seeded by over 30 homeless men. The would fuck me in the showers, toilets, empty rooms and out side in the neighborhood. At night I would leave my door crack open to my room with my ass up. The crack heads would walk in and fuck me every night. The cleaners and security guards would also fuck me. Even a social worker gave me his load. I’m still registered at the shelter going in sometime this week for some homeless seeds they need to cum too. We should not discriminate. A young guy early 20’s will sniff anything that was a powder and would use me as a cock sucking toy. He told me when I pass out with a hard dick suck on it and ride it, use it like a dildo. I said okay no problem. Fuck I miss the place. I'm going there on Monday. I also had gang homeless gang members fresh out of prison who wanted to make me there girl friends I told them no because I’m the shelter cup dump. Is my community work. Thanks god for prep because without it I would had never had the guts to do what I do. It keeps me heathy and alive to be able to do my community work for many years to cum!! I got fucked by all types of criminals in that place. Below are some of the dicks and guys who I provided service for...

As a mouth to ass pig, I find that there’s not enough porn with furry, bearded men getting off on each other’s cum filled asses, in my opinion. There can be short segments showing some scenes of felching, but no extended mouth to ass scenes of real sloppy closeups with verbal exchanges. The amateur clips are better for this. Porn specifically catering to us felchers must have a wide audience, so I’m surprised that there’s not more produced. What do you other felchers think?

You sound like the perfect versatile playmate.

I just happened to stumble across this just after I posted the topic:

Well... the line between relatable and culpable might have some skinny wiggly slightly Vennish overlap.

As far as the subject of Porn Actors Behind Bars goes, I feel like I have, at most, maybe three total minutes this year to devote to the topic. And I'm giving every fuckin second to Nacho Vidal. This shit is too weird & juicy, and frankly, on the list of Top 100 Things That Will Never Happen To Me Or Anyone I Know *Licking Toads *Penis Shaped Candles *Sex Magick *Money Laundering & *Manslaughter Charges (Hi Mom) are way more relatable & likely to occur than ''I'm a failed insurrectionist with faulty processes and poor impulse control who tried to violently overturn the government because I got totally slickered by one of the most odious & clumsy rat-fucking grifters on this planet.'' Spanish Porn Star Charged With Manslaughter in Connection With Toad Venom Ritual A Spanish porn star was arrested and charged with manslaughter late last week in connection with a mysterious death following a drug ritual involving toad venom. Nacho Vidal, 46, was one of three people arrested in connection with the July 2019 death of Jose Luis Abad, a Spanish fashion photographer. Abad died after smoking dehydrated venom from an endangered toad, reportedly as part of a ritual over which Vidal was presiding as shaman. A prominent adult film actor, director, and penis-shaped candle entrepreneur, Vidal has appeared in more than 1,500 films during his career, though more recently he has largely transitioned to directing. In 2012, he was arrested and charged with tax evasion and flight of capital in connection with an alleged money laundering ring orchestrated by the Chinese mob, though he maintained his innocence and was released on bail [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.rollingstone.com/culture/culture-news/nacho-vidal-toad-venom-dmt-death-1010196/ [think before following links] [think before following links] https://finance.yahoo.com/news/spain-porn-star-held-man-dies-toad-venom-200004558.html [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.avclub.com/spanish-penis-candle-mogul-accused-of-causing-death-by-1843896758

Chapter 26 He was enjoying the stretching when the guy put fingers from his other hand in and moved them apart, painfully stretching the hole. The Pig couldn’t say anything because Horse was trying to get more of is mammoth cock in his mouth. Horse’s cock was had as a rock and the Pig could taste precum and piss leaking out of it. Horse told the guy behind the Pig “ Make sure this Pig’s cunt is loose, I want to get all the way up him before I blow this 5 day AIDs load in him”. He also said “ This time I plan on getting all my shaft in this fagot even if it means ripping his guts out”. A voice form somewhere said “ When you’re done me and my buddy want to take a trip in him “. The Pig heard this and knew his fate as sealed, and he was going home infected with all sorts of bugs. In his chem fueled mind he remembered his wife that never gave him any and partially blamed her for this. He knew he would be finding a way to get even with her and make sure she of some of what he was getting now. The Pig didn’t have long to think about this because there was a sharp pain in his ass. It felt like someone was cutting his tender ass hole. He mumbled a NO but with Horse’s cock wedged in his mouth nothing came out. He heard a guy behind him say “ He is about ready for you. I cut his ass so your seed can infect him, if he hasn’t been infected already “. The pig heard that and pulled his mouth off the huge cock that was trying to get down his throat. The Pig was moved to straddle Horse’s body, a coupe fingers found his ass again and stared massaging some lube in his hole. He expected it to burn but instead it was a cooling lube like upstairs. A familiar voice said “ I thought you might like this before your next lesson”. At the same time someone tied off his arm again. He knew what was coming and wasn’t sure he cold take this again. He tightened up on the fingers. When the guy felt this he whispered in the Pig’s ear “ You will need this, relax and enjoy it. You really don’t have a choice anymore “. He knew that they guy was right, the drugs in his system were in total control. All his drugged foggy mind knew as that he wanted everything he could get tonight. He was helped up and someone reached over and pulled the Pig’s ass cheeks exposing the tender cut hole. Then the mushroom head of Horse’s cock was placed against the hole. It felt huge and Pig cold feel the heat of it radiating against the cooling lube in the Pig’s ass. Something inside the Pig had him pushing back on the cock, trying to get it in his ass. It was an in-volunteering act of desperation. At the same time he felt a sting in his arm. He looked over in time to see syringe half loaded being injected into his arm. The band was released from his arm and once again he tasted that metallic tase in his mouth, At the same time he stared coughing and a feeling of a sudden rush was going thru his body. He sat down on Horse’s cock getting over half of it up his tight clenching ass. Horse said “ Damn, his cunt is gripping and milking my cock. I think he wants my babies in him “. The pig wasn’t sure what all was going on. He only knew he as in heat and needed that meat in his ass to filling him full, be his spun cunt whore. The Pig’s mouth was open gasping for air, not making a sound at all. He raised back up a little then back down. more of the cock went in. He felt pressure deep inside him, he didn’t think he would get much more in him. He reached down to see how much was left and was surprised to feel at least 6 inches let outside. Horse feeling that said “ Yeah, there is more to get in you. Your ass is milking my cock, I need to give someone my Five day load of AIDs “. The Pig simply groaned and stared rocking on the cock in him. His legs were shaking with the rush of the drugs and would not support his weight much longer. He knew he would need to move off this wonderful pole up his ass but at the same time didn’t want it to ever stop. Horse said “ I am not as toxic as Frank but not by much, I haven’t infected as many sluts as Frank but I plan on doing my best to better his numbers “. When the Pig heard that he remembered Frank raping his ass the last time and how good it felt, he hadn’t realized that Frank might have knocked him up that night.

I've never had any complaints from using both my mouth and hands, it's all about technique and skill with both.

Part 16 Danny: Two hours later, six loads were plugged into Tony's ass and four grins filled the room. "Thank you" Tony said, looking around at us. He slept with me the next few nights, only taking the plug out for me to breed him or to take care of business. Tuesday morning he looked up at me after cleaning the cum off my cock. "What do you think the results will be?" he asked. "You will probably get a positive result for one thing, hopefully no more" I said calmly, stroking the side of his face. "Will I be ok?" he asked, looking nervous. "Of course. Now let's get dressed and find out for sure, instead of guessing" I said. He took the news better than I expected. Not much was said as we walked back to the dorm and I suspected he was digesting all of the information the doctor had given him, just like I had months before. Once back in the room he said "I don't want to put you in any danger, so I guess we won't have sex again." I smiled and told him "There's no danger. I'm poz too." He went off to his afternoon exam with the plug holding my cum inside. He was happier than I'd seen him in weeks. I didn't want to tell him that if he hadn't tested positive this time, he would soon after the loads that Evan, Brad and I had pumped into him finished the job. We fucked the rest of the week, in between studying for the last of our finals. Well, I did take a little break Wednesday night. Evan and I finished off our care instructions with Simon. He was one of those aggressive bottoms, a power bottom I think they're called, who tried to direct the fuck. Every time he'd try and get rougher, so would I. I might have gone too far, since he had some bruises around his neck when we finished. Luckily I got to swallow his load that Evan fucked out of him while pumping load number four of the night into Simon. Hopefully that wouldn't be the last time we fucked. Friday night, Evan and I took turns breeding Tony until the early hours of Saturday morning. I found that I liked sharing a bottom with Evan. We were a sloppy mess with cum dripping out of all three of our asses. Only a few hours of sleep left us a little groggy in the morning but we packed up my car. I had told Tony over a month ago that I would drop him off at the airport up in the city and that saved him several hundred dollars than leaving from the airport near the college. "I thought you didn't want to go back home since your parents won't accept a gay kid" I said as we drove. "I'm staying with my uncle and his partner during the break. Thanks for driving me up, I didn't expect it to be so expensive flying from college" he replied. "So you're not the only gay one in the family?" I asked. "No, but I had never talked to my uncle until I came out. I wasn't allowed to. He reached out when he heard and helped me get through my parents dumping me. I'm looking forward to meeting him and his husband. It should be interesting" he said. "Don't feel you need to tell them everything. You might want to keep quiet about your little bug unless you have sex with someone" I said. We got closer to the city and while it was still pretty rural, I pulled off into a truck stop. "Bathroom break. Follow me" I told Tony. Once we got into the restroom I looked around to make sure it was empty and pulled him into a handicapped stall. He looked confused a moment and then started to kneel. I chuckled and whispered "Not yet, but pull down your pants." I fished out the key from my pocket and reached down, unlocking his cage. He had a pained look on his face which got worse when I removed the cage from his soft cock. "You can't get through security at the airport with this on... Too much metal. Well, you might but only after a long, scary discussion with them. Put the cage in your suitcase and you can put it on after you land" I told him. Tony smiled back at me and I gave him a wink before turning him and pushing him down on the toilet. He spent the next ten minutes sucking on my cock until I filled his mouth with cum. He looked concerned walking back to the car when I gave him the key. "I want it back when you return on the fifth and expect you to be locked back up after you land." -- Evan: Wes and I had been texting and my weekend with him had definite repercussions. He even sent me pictures so I could see how the bug ravaged his body. The matted fur from the night sweats looked really hot and I wished I could lick every inch of him. "My ex would have had a total meltdown if this happened while we were together, but I feel liberated. I hope you're ready to get bred a lot before you have to go back for Spring semester" he sent as I packed up my stuff. "I only get fucked by poz guys" I replied, laughing to myself. "It's probably very toxic. You got my last neg load, knocked me up and then left. The first few will be grudge fucks ;)" he said. "Probably? You don't know?" I asked. "No way I'm going to a doctor around here to find out. Even the squirrels will know. Gossip spreads fast around here" he replied. A minute later he said "I was hoping you'd take me to the city to hit the clinic. I also want the same tattoo u have" "Don't get exactly what I have. That would be weird. Make it unique to you" I said. Simon had done a good job coming up with a cool variation of the pics I had given him and Wes needed his own. Over the next week I sent him dozens of ideas. When I finally got home after finals, I spent a lot of time with Wes. I took him to a clinic over in the city an hour away for his blood test. Once he was jabbed, we had almost two hours to kill before the appointment at the tattoo shop. The adult book store just off the highway fit the bill. I'd been here in years past, usually on my knees sucking trucker dick. This time of year always had a large group of college students trying to sate their sexual needs. Wes and I pulled our tees off once in the back room. All the booths were taken and a few guys were just hanging around. I was talking to Wes about who would be the best cocksucker when the youngest looking of the group came up to us. I think he was about my age. He wore jeans, a tee, a backwards baseball cap and some tan work boots. A patchy beard covered his face and soft lips. He nervously stood in front of us nervously asking "I like your bodies... do you want some head?" "Maybe more... if you're good" I replied quietly. -- Stu: I think that Ben had told people what had happened between us. It was hard to find anyone by the house that would even respond to messages, much less want to hookup. All of my sex was happening in the city and the drive back and forth was killing me. I'd get there and have almost no desire to fuck. Almost. The house sold in about a week, which even surprised the real estate agent. I was able to find a much nicer condo in the city than my old one and was moved in before Christmas. The college students down the hall were a lot more cautious than Danny or Ben. I got grilled about my latest STD tests and while I got my dick in one of them, I found out that he was on PrEP. It kind of pissed me off and just drove me back to the bathhouse and apps. One guy I had been working on hooking up with canceled the day before we were to meet since he was sick. He said that another guy had pozzed him so there wasn't a reason to meet anymore. I asked who and he sent me the profile name. I recognized they guy right away and it was Ben. I didn't even need a face pic, which was good since there wasn't one. I recognized him from the ink on his arm, but there was a new bio tat over his cock. It was good to know my bug was finding lots of new homes, even though it wasn't coming directly from me. I wondered how many that Danny and Ben had tagged so far. I'd never know since I'd burned those bridges. -- Evan: I'm pretty sure our cocksucker muttered "fuck yeah" to himself as he dropped to his knees. The guy tugged down both of our jeans enough to free our hardening cocks. The blowjob was surprisingly good and he swapped back and forth between Wes's cock and mine, never leaving either of us long enough for our cocks to soften. After a short while, I pulled his head off my cock, tilting it back. Staring at him, I asked "Want to get knocked up?" and pointed at my tattoo. Initially he looked confused and I think in the dim light he only saw the red bear paw. A moment later his face got the shocked look I frequently got when someone would see the biohazard for the first time. Unlike most guys, he nodded his head 'yes' and then smiled back at me. Our cocksucker stood up, we swapped spots and he leaned against the wall where I had been standing seconds earlier. He pushed his jeans down and pulled his tee up, revealing a hairy, plump butt. Wes entered his lubed ass first and five minutes later was dumping his possibly charged cum into the hungry hole. "Fucking great ass" Wes growled before he pulled out and I took his spot. The cum filled chute felt amazing and the bottom gave a few squeezes after I bottomed out. My arm snaked around his body and I felt my fingers rake through the fur covered chest. It wasn't as thick as mine and reminded me of Danny's newly hair covered pecs. His nipples loved getting pinched though and as my fingers twisted each nub, he moaned and clamped down on my thrusting cock. Like Wes, I only lasted five minutes before I was flooding his ass with a second load of viral seed. This time his "Fuck yeah!" comment was loud and audible to not only the three of us but the five others that had circled around us to watch the breeding. He squeezed his hole tight, trying to get as much cum inside him as he could and clamp it shut to not lose any of the precious liquid. I pulled my jeans up as did the bottom and we pushed our way past our audience toward the door. Once outside, the three of us walked to our cars. I told the bottom "Thanks, that was hot. I was serious about knocking you up though. Hit the clinic if you want to stay neg... or be here next week same time and day and we'll make sure." "I'll bring a plug next week... I can already feel it running down my leg" he replied with a grin before getting in his car. The tattoo session went well. Wes had talked with the artist and every detail was already decided. The drawings looked cool and with a nod from Wes, they began. My dick was hard the whole time looking at his bare chest get inked first and then his arm. The bear paw on his chest was much larger than mine, in black ink with some red blood dripping from the claws. The arm tattoo only got partially done and was a lot more complex, needing two sessions. The symbol wasn't as prominent as mine, but still easily visible. The following week was a repeat, except Wes got the expected results along with another blood draw. The guy was waiting patiently for us at the adult book store. A scorpion pendant hung off a thick chain around his neck and prompted me to ask if he was neg. "As of three weeks ago, yeah" he said. During the fuck he was more verbal this time. The moans now had him begging for us to breed him. Wes gave him two loads and I shot one before we headed off to finish Wes' arm tattoo. -- Danny: Ben and I spent a lot of time together during the Christmas break. In some ways it was like when we were going to classes at the junior college, but now there was the element of sex constantly hanging over us. We spotted Stu at the bathhouse a few times but never made a scene of it. If we saw him fuck a guy, we said we wouldn't touch that bottom ever again. Who knows what he caught from Stu. It was easy to find better hookups elsewhere anyway. We were fooling around one day before Christmas and Ben had been spending a long time sucking on my cock. "I don't want to freak you out, but... your dick is almost exactly like your dad's" Ben said after he let the head slip past his lips. Yeah, it did freak me out. "You sucked my dad's cock?" I asked, not really sure that I wanted to know the answer. He had that "hand caught in the cookie jar" look on his face. "Yeah, a few times. It started after my parents kicked me out and they let me stay at your house. Don't worry, all I did was suck him" Ben said. I shook my head wondering if my parents had a motive for giving him a place to stay. My mom did say that she liked them tall and kinky. "They told me they let you stay for a week until you found a place. I hope they didn't make you do anything you didn't want to" I said. "Oh god no. It was the least I could do for them giving me a place to stay. You have really good parents. They accepted me... helped me. I was surprised when they asked, though. Your mom likes to watch and I think your dad knows gays give better head. I don't think I was the first guy to suck his cock" Ben said. He licked up my shaft a few times and then added "It was over a month until I found a place. I sucked him almost every day after that but only got his load if your mom didn't want to get fucked too. Did you know they were that kinky?" Ben asked. I laughed, realizing a few times had suddenly become daily and his stay went from a week to a month. I replied "No, I never thought about my parent's sex lives. They had sex once and that's how I came about. Isn't that what most kids think about their parents having sex?" I knew it was a bad idea, but I had to know. "So you never fucked with them?" I asked. "No. No desire. Oral was as far as I'd go. It's like the guys I meet that don't want to get infected. I'll only give them head so I don't risk pozzing them. If I wanted your dad's dick in my ass, I would wait until you were here to give me yours" Ben said, a huge shit-eating grin coming over his face. We fucked the rest of the night. Some of it was slow, some was hard. In the morning, I got fucked. He didn't tie me up this time and it was the most passionate Ben had ever been with me. We laid there, spooning with his cock still planted in my ass. "Thanks for taking my virginity. It meant a lot for you to be the one. If Stu did it, I would just be one of hundreds he did just to get laid or to infect" Ben said. "Yeah. I wish it was you that took mine. I thought it was hot at the time, but it didn't mean anything to him. I was just a conquest. He taught me a lot, though, so it wasn't a complete waste" I said. Ben nodded. "What happened with Jeffrey?" I asked. "He's visiting family for the holidays. He tried to get me to go with, but I have to work. I wanted to see you too" Ben said. I could tell from his face that he missed him. "I'm going to visit for new years, though. He's throwing a party for all the queers around his home town to ring in the new year. You should come with" Ben said a moment later. A wicked grin slowly covered his face. Ben joined us for Christmas and that's when I came out to my parents. For all the stress I had before I said anything, it was like I told them I liked cherry pie not apple. Maybe it just confirmed what they already knew. I'm not sure who was louder that night, Ben and I or my parents. His cum was dripping down my leg when we went down for breakfast at almost 11AM. My mom had that post fuck smile on her face, just like Ben and I did. My dad sniffed a couple times and said "This room smells like sex. I hope everyone got the Christmas gifts they wanted."

Dan I couldn't believe that the misfortune of loosing our theater space so close to our performance could be so fuckin fortunate for me. I didn't know what had changed for Scott but I really didn't care. I was finally going to get to suck his dick and fuck him for real, and all in front of a very horny audience. His insistence on a condom fuck was disappointing, but that he was willing to let me fuck him at all was amazing after him rejecting my advances for so long. The night before our final rehearsal I was so horny and excited I couldn't sleep. I eventually stopped trying, got dressed and went to my favorite gay bar. I hit on a cute young latino guy as we both got smashingly drunk. He invited me back to his place and we flip fucked until his roommate came home with a trick and all four of us didn't stop until everyone had been in everyone else's asses. We used up a hole package of condoms. The latino was desperate for me to fuck him one more time. He begged me to take him raw and flood his ass. As I was fulfilling his wish the roommate and his trick decided my ass was ripe for bareback pillage and both pounded loads into me. We slept in a naked pile of tangled bodies in one bed. When I awoke I realized I had a half hour to get to our final rehearsal the morning before our opening performance. I pulled on my jeans, wife beater t, and sandals; sprinted from the apartment, down three flights of stairs, hit the freshly washed lobby floor and my feet disappeared from under me. I slid across the floor, hit the wall and broke my leg and arm. FUCK! When I was able to get to a phone to let the others know what had happened I learned that they had been able to get the escort/porn star to come in and read through my part. They were just finishing up. There had never been a plan to have sex for that final rehearsal, plan was to save it for the evening performance. When they learned I couldn't perform that night the escort/ porn star agreed to take my top role. Scott was irate complaining they'd only had one read through; but the director said it would be okay. Scott knew his part well and the other guy could improvise whatever he had not picked up in the read through, "the play must go on. " I had no intention of missing this, popped a load of pain killers and managed a good seat in the audience. I decided I wasn't sure if I'd come for enjoyment or toarcher when the bar scene got to the first kiss. The escort was a Tom Selleck esc natural leading man. Handsome chiseled face, fit body with muscular broad shoulders, and great hair, on his head and peaking out of his wife beater t. Following the script he initiated the passionate kiss in the bar and Scott looked as if he melted into the man who clearly had his tounge down Scott's throat. The torcher only intensified when they got to the tops appartment and started ripping off each other's clothes. As the top sucked Scott's cock into his mouth I was insanely jealous. That was supposed to be my lips around Scott's man flesh finally. My cock hardened and ached when Scott took the 10 inch erection into his mouth. I was amazed and impressed he could handle something so long and thick. It was very clear to me that they were improvising when they settled into 69ing on the couch. They were mostly just enjoying great sex with each other. I was so fuckin jealous. The tops fingers found Scott's ass hole and he was soon eating out Scott's ass with vigor. Shortly Scott let the erection go from his mouth and moved to eat out the tops ass. Clearly the chemistry between them was amazing! If I had been jealous and suffering up to this point their next move felt like a bullet through my brain. The escort/pornstar's raw cock head penetrated Scott's ass. This was unmistakably viewed by everyone in the theater space. 'FUCK, look what I'm missing!' Scott I was so mad when Dan didn't turn up for our last rehearsal. I knew he could act like an idiot sometimes but this was too much. When the stand in arrived for the quick read through I calmed down a bit. Even straight guys like me can appreciate masculine eye candy. And this guy looked pretty sweet, especially his bulging package. When we finally heard from Dan and the director declared the last minute change I was more than skeptical that we could pull the play off. This other guy seemed nice enough, but could the two of us get through the play improvising? More frightening, could I manage the cock making his impressive bulge? This was not what I thought I'd signed up for. But as the director said 'the show must go on.' The opening scene in the bar was developing well. I really hadn't noticed in the read through how good the new guy and my chemistry was. I almost forgot we were performing as he hit on me so strongly. When our lips first met and his tongue plunged down my throat any misgivings from earlier melted away. I knew we could pull this off together and I let myself forget we were being watched. I knew it would be a challenge but thought I could manage the size of his cock until I released it from his jeans. I was tempted to panic but before I could his mouth took my erection in balls deep. His amazing tounge lashed out and licked my balls and I instinctively started deep throat face fucking him. He took it like the pro he was. When I started the oral work on his cock I found I was delighted and hugely turned on knowing we had an audience. I impressed myself as I attempted to give as good as I had received. We moved into 69ing on the couch so naturally you'd have thought it was in the script. When his strong fingers found my ass ring I moaned around his flesh down my throat. Then his hot wet lips took over on my ass and I was afraid I'd cum instantly. He was a seasoned professional and didn't miss a single one of my signals. He could bring me right to the edge and back off only to offer a new stimulating pleasure. He lifted off me and had my feet on his strong shoulders so quickly I was momentarily disoriented. That was until I felt his cock head penetrate my outer ring. Even then it took me a moment while dealing with the stabbing pain to realize he'd entered me raw. Thankfully the script gave me the opportunity to say; "Awe, a condom? Did you forget the condom?" "Fuck man, really? Do you really want one of those things between us? Besides, I don't have any. " This was on script, but I thought he knew the plan that I would relent for the sake of the play, but in reality he'd sneak on a condom to fuck me and sneak it off when we were done. Off script; "But I don't know you. Besides I always play safe. " "Fuck man, not me! Come on, I know you like my silky cock in you. You're certainly not pulling away." He was right about that. It was dawning on me that in the last minute rush nobody had told him this crucial part of the plan. Shit, what was I going to do? I had an inspiration and improvised off script; "God damn! you do feel good. Maybe just a little more, a little deeper. But not balls deep." "I'm already in you bare man. You may as well feel this beauty balls deep. " "Fuck no man. Then you'll want to fuck me a bit. " "Good idea." he smirked. "Not a good idea. Just half way. Okay?" "Mmmmm, like this?" I couldn't help myself; "Awe fuck me, that feels so good. " As he pushed in balls deep; "I knew you'd give me permission. " "No, no way man. Just let me enjoy it there for a moment and then you pull out when I say. Okay?" He didn't say anything. "Okay?!" "Come on man. You know you want more of my raw fuck tool. " and he pushed in deeper. My groan expressed way too much pleasure. He almost pulled out completely and I panicked, "No, don't pull out yet!" So he pulled out. "Fuck me man! I feel so empty, put it back in." "Why would I do that if you won't let me raw fuck you.?" "Come on man, I need it." "I know, you need it. But tell me how you need me. " "Yes ... yes, I need you to raw fuck me, okay? You win." ( he really had, this may have been off script but I meant it. I loved him in me raw and couldn't stop now. ) All ten inches plunged into me and pounded against my prostate. I moaned and groaned satisfaction with every onslaught. It was clear from the muffled sounds from the audience that they were very turned on. I snuck a peak and saw a number of them openly spanking their man meat. This turned me on even more and I wanted to extend their enjoyment as long as possible. My top seemed to agree and was obviously edging himself and using his professional talent to change patterns before he lost it. We fucked in a number of places and positions. No one in the audience could have missed that I was actually getting a passionately brutal raw fuck as part of this play. Finally his chest and shoulders blushed a tell tale colour. With laboured breath I asked if he was getting close. "Close to my final orgasm, yeh. You've already got two loads from me. " 'How could I have missed that?' I reached to my ass and could tell he wasn't lying. My hand wrapped around my cock and I shot off like a cannon. I couldn't miss his final simultaneous ejaculation painting my bowels. And the audience went wild. When they quieted l returned to the script, " You did what!? You came in my ass?" He improvised from the script just as the sex had, "I came in your ass three times and you loved every minute of it and every drop of my cum. " "How much I loved it doesn't matter. You had no permission to breed me once let alone three times." "Permission? The moment you let my naked cock in your peach fuzz hole you granted me full access." And with this ongoing argument the play proceeded. Now and then the stage lights would fade to dark along with the argument to only seconds later flood back on with us both in new locations around the apartment in full on argument and still stark naked. At one point the escort/porn star actually pissed in a large potted plant. "Fuck man, look, the sun is coming up. We've argued all fuckin night and we are no closer to agreeing with each other. You think you had every right to seduce me into taking you bareback. I think you as much as raped me by cumming in my ass. " "I agree we've wasted the night arguing when we should have just kept fucking. " he began stroking himself. Dan It had been excruciating seeing the fill in claim and mark Scott's ass. It should have been mine and I was pissed enough to know I to would have found a way to breed him on stage as well. But here was this arogant stand in lead heading off on a total improvisation to end the play. Stroking his big cock for the grand finale. Seemingly against his own will and better judgment Scott was drawn across the stage and sank to his knees. He took the growing hardon into his mouth and sucked it to full erection. He then pushed a chair to the front center stage, bent over it and offered up his ass. His costar needed no more direction. He moved in behind Scott and plunged his 10 inches proudly into the pro offered ass. He pounded away and this quick pump and dump ended the play. Neither actor bothered with clothes as they took their final bows together. After bowing to the audience Scott turned to moon them and proceeded to push fresh cum out of his hole. His colead crouched down and licked it up. Anyone who was still seated joined the standing ovation and cheering. The actors came off the stage and made out with the director who'd been sitting in the front row. Scott soon had the director's pants around his knees and was sucking him off. The escort was now bareback fucking a studly audience member. As the orgy progressed I kept ordering drinks to drown my sorrows. I ordered more as I watched both Scott and the escort offer their asses to any and all takers. There was not a condom to be seen or found in that sex club theater that night in 1993. I blacked out as I watched the fifth audience member knock up Scott's previously straight virgin ass.

Chapter 9 With that he sank his cock into the upturned butt in front of him. He pushed until his balls were lapping on the Pig’s cheeks. The Pig said “ That feels good. Lease give me more “ The Meth was really kicking in and the Pig would be in heat all night and possibly tomorrow. The Guy stared fucking the Pig with low deep thrusts. Every once in a while he would hesitate and then ram deep and hard. He was trying to hurt the Pig, teach him a lesson that he would not forget but with the Meth that his ass absorbed he was lost in the High. He was so high that he was staring to beg to get more in him. The other guy slowly pushing a finger up the Pig’s ass while the other guy was fucking him. The Pig felt that and simply said “ More, put more in me”. He was pleading to get his ass ripped open. In no time he had 4 fingers up the Pig’s ass along with that fat 7” cock. The Pig was going crazy with lust. The Top said “ I have never felt a Pig wanting it so bad. His ass is trying to milk everything out of my cock .” . The Guys cell was blowing up with comments as the remote guys watching the action on the app were going crazy. Many of them wanted to see the Pig get his ass ripped open to the point of bleeding. They cold see the Pig’s ass flexing an some of the of Pig’s ass lips being pulled out with the guys cock. They could also see the scorpion tat on the guy’s groin just above his cock. They all knew want that meant. All this was getting to be to much for the guy and he said I can’t hold out much longer. When the guy with the fingers in the Pig’s ass heard that he took a finger on his other hand and wormed it up the guys ass. He reached in and hit the guy’s prostate and began rubbing it. the guy bellowed “ I am Cumming, take my load you Pig “. He went as deep in the Pig’s ass as he could get. He had almost all his weight on the Pig’s upturned ass. The other guy with his fingers up the Pig’s and the guy’s ass said” Damn! I can feel him Cumming in both ends. “ “ It is really getting my 4 fingers wet with cum. “ The Pigs was whimpering with the intrusion into his ass and said “ Fuck. You’re really deep. Give me every drop “. The Guy shooting in him said “ I plan to knock up this ass.” You will never be the same after this”. He also added “ No turning back now pig.” After he finished shooting his load in the Pig’s stretched pulsating ass he pulled out. The other guy immediately pushed 4 fingers from his other hand up the Pig’s ass along with the ones he already had lodged in there. This stretched the Pig’s ass more than he ever got stretched. He yelped and said “ That hurts, Pleas3e pull out some of those fingers. I can’t take it “. The Guy pulled out all the fingers out but he intentionally used his nails to cut the Pig’s tender ass. If it was possible, he wanted to give that Toxic cum he just received a chance to infect him. He stood up and said now it is my turn. He gave the Pig a couple strong slaps on his ass and then pushed his smaller cock up the Pig’s ass. The Pig was so loose that the guy went deep on the first push. He said “ I might not be able to cum but I do have something for you”. He started pumping and said that the Pig was to loose for his to cum. The other guy said “ I am done for the evening or I would push in behind you and see how this worthless Pig handles two cocks at once “. About that time there was a knock at the door. A guy came in and said that John wanted him to see if this Pig is primed for a little fun at his place. He added “ Of course. I will never turn down a piece of ass to destroy”.

Five of us raised our hands: two of us neg guys and three biohazard guys, including Blake. Teddy said, "I'll get them prepared, you guys go in for the meeting." Turning to Blake I asked "You've done this before?" "No, but I want to you to get as much cum of mine as I can." I gave him a kiss and said, "Please do your best to poz me." Having over heard our conversation while passing by, Mike commented with a smile "Save some poz cum for me too!” A couple of nearby guys added "Don’t worry, we’ll help!” The Conversion Club was apparently the perfect place to ask for what you want from guys who could give it to one. The Conversion Club assembled and Brad and Justin addressed the 20 guys in attendance. Brad opened saying "I've greeted you already, but again, thank you for being here. As you can see our club is growing, and we have you guys to thank for that. What we're doing is pretty amazing, and I'm thrilled you're on the journey with us. Congratulations to Mark and Nate. Their conversion is complete. Nate didn't get the fuck flu ... " (The crowd boo'd and then laughed "...and we just about lost Mark, but the Conversion Club took care of him here, and with some IV fluids and some meds. Now he's here ready to breed and seed. They returned a couple weeks ago from their visit with Zak in Chicago, who did his typical great work on their tattoos. Because Mark rolls a little different, in addition to the standard biohazard tattoo above the cock, he has one that says "HIV+" on his chest. Hopefully we'll get the next group out to see Zak in the next couple of weeks. We have these tattoos because we appreciate being poz and have pride in our shared disease. We are all stronger together because of them." There was a door knock, and Brad left the room to take care of that. Justin stepped up and continued saying "We have two of the three inductees here. Hopefully the third will be here soon. We also have a special guest here. Kevin, can you come out?" A massive 6'6" guy, came out to join the group. Tall and lean, he must be a long-term survivor, as he has the sexy sunken cheeks, veiny arms and legs and wasted ass. So sexy. He had is biohazard tattoo over his cock, like most everyone else except me and Mike, but also had one on his arm. But the most erotic feature of Kevin was his KS lesions, scattered over his body. "If you've not met Kevin, he pozzed Brad and me. This kinky stud throws a great fuck and you're going to love him if he's not fucked you before." Kevin's presence kicked up the erotic energy in the room, bringing several of the guys fully erect ... me as well. The thought of having him in me was too hot and got my cock stirring even more than it had been. Brad returned to the room with the third inductee a twenty-something brown-haired cutie, with sexy scruff and a hairy, athletic body. Other than his good looks, his defining feature was the lack of a penis ... a sexy FTM transguy. Brad said, "And everyone is here. This is Andrew, everyone. Like a lot of you, he's been craving poz cum for quite a while, and needs the help of our group to get it done. He'll get his first poz load ever here with us, and he's lucky to have one more fuckhole than the rest of us. Over here is Mike who is also taking his first poz load. If you're nice, he'll let you suck on his budding nipples while you fuck him with your hot load. If you want your nips like that, let me know. And our third inductee is Rik. Justin and Mateo were lucky enough to breed him a couple weeks ago, and I understand Blake has given him a load. He's on the FasTrack program, so if you want to share your DNA, let Teddy know and he'll draw it up. Hopefully we'll have several syringes to inject him within an hour or so. For the new folks, I hope you take the opportunity to try out as many cocks and holes as you can. You’ll see, everyone here is open to getting a cock inside them, even for a quickie. Our inductees will be bred on the pool deck, and Teddy has set up chaise lounges for everyone's comfort. He also has the TriMix available for those who want it. Given a choice, please elect to breed a neg hole over a poz hole. Also, it's hot out so drink lots of water. We recommend one bottled water for every two loads. If you’re not pee shy, guys that usually hang around the deep end of the pool will drink your piss and not spill a drop. Again, thanks again for being here. Have fun, guys!" Everyone got the message that this was the time for sexual activity. We didn't even get out to the pool before everyone was feeling everyone else up. Nobody was left out. If I was being kissed, someone was feeling my cock, balls or asshole. Many a man was fully boned, his cock either hard against his abs or slightly pointing out. This was going to be a fuck fest for the ages, and a life-changing one for me. Seeing Mike and me, Teddy approached suggesting "Let's get the TriMix injections done first so we can get started. " Mike and I didn't need the TriMix, but we didn't need AIDS either. We wanted it. Teddy injected Mike's cock first and then mine. Fuck it stung, but I felt the blood flowing into my cock already. My uncut cock was almost fully hard and my foreskin was hanging on trying not to roll down. Teddy gave us a gauze square in case of bleeding, he said "Hold that for a sec while you take your lounge." Andrew, Mike and I laid down on our chaise lounges and were given a small lube container by Brad. Simultaneously, each of us had someone to rub some lube our holes, to work some fingers inside us. The poz guys wanting TriMix got their injections next, including Kevin. The difference was Teddy let the blood ooze a little bit from their cocks. That's a sexy way of getting the ball rolling. Being the hosts of the event, Brad and Justin always got to breed first. Brad chose me and Justin chose Andrew. Kevin (and his bloody cock) chose Mike for his first fuck. It was the first time that Brad had been inside my ass, and he was a superb fuck. Such a great cock and a sexy body. Getting fucked my him and seeing the other two guys getting bred at the same time was beyond erotic. Add to that, the other guys were sucking each other or having their asses played with. It wasn't long before Justin's orgasm moans triggered Brad and Kevin's as well. All the tops were letting the us know their charged loads were being delivered, and us bottoms were begging for their loads.

This is a theme I keep finding myself coming back to because I can’t decide what to make of it. On the one hand we’re all men, all ostensibly equal. Yet on the other hand, our discussions here are laden with stratification - Tops/bottoms, Alphas/betas/omegas, Dominants/submissives, Men/faggots, etc. There’s undeniably a sense that there is a hierarchy among men when in comes to sexual roles. Obviously, what that hierarchy consists of is by no means universally agreed, but the rhetoric is so consistently applied that there has to be something to it. I recently read a post in which a member wrote about how he enjoyed fucking faggots to put them in their place because they craved it. I can’t altogether dispute that there are men who do crave a certain kind of use, even humiliation or degradation - but how do we define their “place”? I serve Men by being bred by them, taking their cocks and being inseminated by them; I don’t Top anyone. How should I describe my “place”? It seems as though the value and importance is placed on being the penetrator, the inseminator - and this is not surprising, as this is the defining masculine function. The opposite if that, clearly, is to be the one penetrated, and seeded. In spite of protestations that attempt to assign a masculine attribute to this because it happens to a male, it is inherently an essentially female function in sexual terms. So it would seem that the more a man performs a female role, the lower he stands in relation to other men. But this isn’t all of it. There’s also the question of whether the man expresses pride, or dignity, or has standards, or possesses skills. How differently would two men be measured if, say, one was selectively promiscuous but had very mediocre sexual skills, while the other was a no-loads-refused cumdump with exceptional skills? What, for that matter, is the significance of a man’s level of promiscuity in relation to his “place”? I realize that many will say that there is no actual hierarchy, and do not subscribe to the notion. But I cannot escape the sense that I do, indeed, have a “place” in relation to other men that I occupy in the sexual sphere, even if it applies nowhere else. I can’t refute a Top who would take pleasure in brutally fucking me “into my place” because I have a strong instinct that there is a place I belong. I just don’t know how to describe what the nature of my place is, or his is, or what makes them what they are. I think it has to do with power, and aggression, and dominance, but I’m pretty sure there’s more to it than that and I can’t see it because I can’t perceive the workings of the Top mind. If anyone has any thought on this I’d be interested to hear them.

I've been in similar situations, even if he was balls deep inside me when I reached my limit , we didn't even finish the fuck. I'm the same way with bottoms that want to be dominated or humiliated, it turns me off to the point I can't finish fucking them. For me gay sex works best when it is between equals, and in my ideal 1 on 1 hookup we both end up a with a lose cummy hole.

Yes, it is better that I did not. When I become successful in the business in the ways that I desire, I want him to approach me, completely forgetting who I am, and asking me to do a film. And I'll tell him quite publicly, "I'm sorry, I just don't buy you as a legitimate director", or something like that. Since I didn't work for him, I don't know the answer to your question. But what you describe sounds like he makes performers exclusive to his studio, and I don't think he would do that with someone he didn't like.

I remember that one, somewhat vaguely; I'll find it and re-watch. I am not familiar with Coffy, so I'll try to find that one too. Thanks for the suggestion. We don't know each other, and probably never will - but there are some .... well .... "issues" that are -to me - so offensive that I avoid even conceptualization. I don't avoid overt action in the effort to counter certain issues (marches, demonstrations, membership in liberal/progressive organizations, all of that), probably because I am not in a face-to-face situation with the perpetrators of said issues. When confronted face-to-face with what I consider truly hellish ideas/behaviors, I'm afraid of what may come out of my mouth, and thus I avoid those situations. This discussion, for me, is a challenging one - which is why I enjoy these conversations-of-depth so much. This thread seems to be nibbling around the edges of one of those behaviors, if I'm understanding what lies under a very thin veneer of exchange of thoughts. So, I'll watch both of those films again, with a more acute eye, and hope to find a deeper understanding. Thanks for the reply.

Hmmm, will it be Gareth, or Hannes? Max’s debut seems to have gone well and I love how he’s both confident and competent, yet still has his doubts about fitting in. For some reason, I’m still picturing them both (Alex and Max) as really young (19 or 20) and then it surprises me when I read a section where they seem older and less frivolous. It’s nice that they have Artem and Tom to make sure they aren’t prematurely dour and staid. I’m really looking forward to the LA trip. Thanks Isolent!

Get my second dose of apretude tomorrow. Maybe going to Cum union in June at Augusta?

That is so hot and sexy.

Wouldn't this be more to do with how long *before* sex you need to be on it though? If we're talking about 7 to 28 days after sex, presumably the virus has found its way through the rectal/penile tissues and is in the bloodstream by that point

I read this post yesterday. I was hoping I wasn't interpreting this correctly in my own head, but clearly I did. I originally decided that I wasn't going to comment, but this annoys me. Sexual assault (against ANYONE) is not a kink. It's not a fetish. It's not the kind of thing that needs to be condoned by anyone, and certainly not anyone on a forum such as this one. Sure, there may be role-play type scenarios in the kink world (think CNC, r*pe play, etc.) but this is nowhere near comparable to the original post. Even in these actual kink and fetish scenarios, there is the concept of consent. That consent can be withdrawn; there are appropriate safe words and signals in place; and there are (VERY LONG) discussions around limits and what is and is not acceptable. It's also not a gender or sexuality thing either. I was sexually assaulted in my early 20's by another gay man. I absolutely refuse to accept anyone referring to that kind of scenario as a "kink". I still have the anger and emotional scars of that night close to 20 years later. I very rarely downvote anything, but this one will be an exception...

For me I completely agree that I am more turned on by randoms than fwb's. As predominantly a bareback bottom I love the [banned word] nature of being bred by complete strangers, knowing that another cock was just added to the number of people who have bred me. Also I enjoy the differences that come with each person (how they fuck, how the cock feels, and words during sex). Lastly I am not looking for guys for romance, just to be a cumdumpster and have my hole used. With fwb's come the risk of them becoming romantically attracted to me and I am unable to return that feeling because I am not romantic with guys.

At the risk of going off-topic, not a whole lot. I met with him only twice on Skype when I was still very new to the industry. I talked to his assistant mostly. Michael was not a nice person. While he knows his business, he definitely did show himself to be a diplomatic person or a reasonable one. He expressed interest in working with me, and when we had our "interview" (I use the term ironically because it was super short and didn't tell me anything other than he wanted a punching bag that day in June), he said I have a cute face and a nice dick, but a shitty body. He proceeded to tell me how I should do fitness and diet, "just eat lots of protein like chicken and eggs", and I was already several steps ahead of him on this. After slimming down and getting my abs in September, I messaged him again, and his assistant said I need to follow the attached diet and workout plan. When I opened this email, it was just the results of a study that had nothing of diet in it and barely mentioned physical activity. Idiot couldn't send me the right things. I started bulking on my own. He didn't show up for our interview the following February, and I got no excuse or explanation. So I rescheduled it for March. He didn't show for that, either. I finally called him, and he wasn't expecting me. He said that I look much better, and then said "You have the wrong body for porn." Why the F did he waste my time like that? Nine months ago he could have said that. Then he proceeded to nitpick and very nearly took back his supportive words. Later I got my revenge on Twitter. He had gone to Germany and filmed something with this hulking dude I don't know. Michael posted a photo of the two of them, and said, "Gee, I look tiny next to this dude." Guess what my reply was. "Maybe you have the wrong body for porn." Michael didn't respond but the big guy in the photo thought it was funny. I will never support anything by Lucas Entertainment, no matter which of my friends or peers choose to work for him. The horror stories from other models are quite enough, but my personal experience indicates that I dodged a bullet with that one. No matter how bad things get, I won't allow myself to get back in that situation where he can say it again.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_jLDRd3uXxEIB No Way Out, you get what you deserve!

I never thought of this as being an issue. But then again, living in a rural makes every gay/bi male of all descriptions a member of a pretty small community, and we sure as hell can't afford to exclude anyone! That's just my thought on the matter, I'm sure there are others around my area that differ in opinion. Right now my primary recurring fuck buddy is black, and while the skin on skin contrast makes me all the hotter for his cum, sex with him is like sex with anyone else. He has a cock, he wants to cum in me, and I am good with that.

Polite? Yes I am. PC 100% of the time - absolutely not. You'd cringe if you heard some of things that come out of my mouth (or maybe you wouldn't). But when someone uses a generalization like "EVERYONE.........", that's just not true. I hate when EVERYONE is grouped together, our preferences are all the same, because quite frankly, we are not all similar. Wouldn't it be a boring world if we were? Would I embarrass a friend or buddy at a group event by saying something 100 percent inappropriate - absolutely not. Would I whisper something in your ear totally inappropriate about the same topic 15 seconds later that makes you drop your bottle of poppers, FOR SURE! I think it's not about what you say, but when and where you say it. 😏

I was in Tulsa, Oklahoma last week for work. I checked into a shithole motel with easy in and out access and posted an ad to get used on Doublelist. I got a reply and got myself into position. I stripped, lubed up my asshole, strapped on my cup jock so I couldn't enjoy my own hardon and put myself in restraints. I shackled my ankles with leg irons and cuffed my hands behind my back, and left the door cracked. I waited for a total stranger to show up that needed to fuck a sub faggot, restrained, alone and completely helpless. After half an hour, he showed up and bent me over on the bed. He poppered me up and started fingering my wet hole. He held onto my cuffed hands for leveraged and plunged into me and used my hole how he wanted. I was held down by the cuffs and not going anywhere, and he pumped my hole how he wanted and rape-fucked his cum deep into me. After he was done, he pulled out, got dressed and had me stand up and face him. He told me to open my mouth and he spit into it, while I was still cuffed up. He turned around and left, me still restrained in cuffs, his load dripping down my hole, and his spit in my mouth and face. And, he left his old dirty jock on the floor as a reminder of what he did to me. This pic is his jock, and the cuffs that were on me when he fucked me.

Pozzed Cheerleader 2 “Yeah QB breed my hole knock my virgin ass up with powerful seed” I breathed as he slowly slipped the head of his tainted cock in my now deflowered ass. Jamie, knowing the terminology far better than I did, was struggling, but they held that bottle under his nose and soon Dan had sunk his fleshy manpole into Jamiee’s bottom. Jamie was along for the ride Pozzed Cheerleader 2 Jamie took Dan’s 9inch pole like a champion. I never saw a cock that big in person. George had about half his cock in my hole while Dan continued to sink his monster into Jamie. Javon held the brown bottle under my nose while George sank his cock into me. I could feel his wiry pubes on my bare ass. Jamie was starting to think clearly again and he muttered, “they are trying to poz us!” But Mike stuffed his cock back into his mouth and made him inhale deep off of the brown bottle. I did not know what Jamie meant. So I played along. I looked back at George without letting Javon fall out of my “gay for pay” mouth. Wtih my eyes, I begged him to fuck me. George did not care what I thought. He was going to fuck me whether or not Icared or wanted him to do it. He would pull nearly all the way out and drive back in all the way into the hilt. My cock was rock hard. I wanted to jerk off, but my hands were busy holding myself up sucking Javon’s cock while George brutally fucked me. Dan was fucking Jamie just as hard. Right next to me. Being very vocal. Jamie was sucking Mike’s huge black cock. When Javon said it was his turn. He switched with Dan and Mike switched with George. I went from sucking black cock to being fucked by one. Mike was bigger than George, but all he did was spit on his cock and pushed into me. I lowered my mouth onto Dan. The fight in Jamie was just about all gone. I was not sure what it was all about, but he was eagerly sucking George and taking Javon’s dark meat. Jamie and i were fucked by the two dark gods for what seemed like forever. My knees were beginning to hurt from the rug burns. Javon said he wanted to switch with Mike and offered us to get on the bed. Without ever pulling off of their cocks they lifted us both and took us to the bed then they switched. While Dan and Geroge switched too. Dan got behind me and took over fucking my ass. He rolled me onto my back and I guess he thought I was ready for him since I had gone up from George to Javon and now to the biggest in the room. Again, all I got for extra lube was spit. h/e stretched my ass wide. I could feel it tearing almost, and he went deep. I had tears in my eyes. He must have got off seeing the pain that I was in cause he drove his massive cock deep in my ass. When he did that I came without my cock. “Looks like we have another true bottom boy here, George.” Dan quipped, “you know how to pick them.” He continued, “We are going to knock you up and then use you to spread it across campus.” I was still unsure what he meant, but Jamie finally back to reality but too far lost in lust for huge cock to care. I will admit. I was too far gone in cock lust to care either for that matter. My own girlfriend could walk in and I would beg Dan to keep fucking me. Javon and Mike were taking turns fucking Jamie each power fucking him 10 to 15 thrusts each then switch. George was at the head of the bed slowly stroking his cock just waiting his turn somewhere. Dan was getting close to cumming, he began to hold up his stroke in my ass. I could feel his large cock pulsing in me. He was breeding me. He was knocking me up as they were saying. Dan roared and said, “take my poz seed slut, after tonight you are no longer ‘gay for pay’ but poz no woman will want you!” It was then that it hit what they all meant. What the biohazard tats all meant. Javon unloaded in Jamie. Pozzing his negative cunt as well. Dan’s cock still huge, but finally retreating from my used ass. He grabbed a champagne glass and held it under my slit and caught as much of his tainted seed as he could. Mike moved Javon out of the way before Jamie could push any of his tainted load out. When Dan was done I could see a glass half full of pink sperm. Where they had made me bleed from my first time fucking. George took it from his hand and forced me to drink about half of it. He ordered me to hold it in my mouth and kiss and give it to Jamie. I kissed Jamie, my first ever man-to-man kiss. I pushed my load into his mouth and he took it all. He swished it around in his mouth like mouthwash swallowed some and with me still on my back. He spit the rest back into my mouth. I swallowed it. Mike was now cumming in Jamie with a loud grunt. Leaving George the only one at this time who has not cum. h/e got between my legs and lined up his 7inch cock with my well fuck hole and plunged in as deep as he could. He jackhammered my ass for a good 5 minutes before he blew his tainted load in me. George withdrew his deflating cock from me. All four of them left the bed to Jamie and I to wallow in their leaking jizz, tainted and poz jizz. Jamie pulled me up onto all four’s and licked and ate my ass. My cock got rock hard. I thought of fucking him, but he pushed me down on the bed. “I am going to blow my last negative load in your straight ass” he snarled into my ear and to the cheers of George, Dan, Mike and Javon. His barely 6 inch cock squelched right into me. He pounded me hard like he was taking something out on me. He slammed his cock into me one final time and came in me. HE fell across my back and said, “you are the bottom’s faggot the only way you’ll cum tonight or ever is by your own hand or with a cock deep in your slutty hole.” I hoped he was wrong, but I did just cum again with him pounding me. More to Cum love the great feedback And the hot chat keep it up And I will keep you up Joey

I never use my hands unless the guy wants me to, which is not very often. Using your hands feels like cheating to me. I like knowing that I can bring a guy off using only my mouth.

Part 14 Danny: The semester was flying past and I was looking forward to going home for the Thanksgiving holiday break. My parents were eager to see me since I'd only been home once so far. Ben wanted to see me too, but had been reluctant to tell me what he had planned. "Keep Wednesday night open and don't plan on going home that night" was all he would tell me. I asked Tony what his plans were and he told me he was going to his boyfriend's parent's house. "My parents don't want me around my brothers and sisters if I'm gay. That's not going to change, so I'm not going there ever again. At least my brothers still chat with me" Tony told me. I wondered if that would happen to me too. At least I didn't have any siblings, so that excuse wouldn't work. It made me decide to wait until after graduation to come out to them. I had to turn in a paper on Monday, which meant I couldn't go home on Friday like a lot of other people did. Tuesday afternoon I packed the car up and headed home. My parents weren't happy that I was going to be gone Wednesday night, but understood me wanting to see Ben again. The address he gave me was half way to the city. I found a parking spot, went to the building and got buzzed up to the apartment. Ben was waiting for me, leaning against the door frame with a huge grin on his face. He looked different, even with clothes on. His hair was longer, his ears were pierced with large round studs on his lobes and a bar across the top of his left ear. A horseshoe piercing hung from his nose. His goatee was now a full, trimmed beard. Another guy was waiting on the couch and Ben introduced him as "Jeffrey, my boyfriend." My heart sank, thinking that my plans of spending the night fucking Ben were now history. Jeffrey seemed nice enough, but his effeminate voice and gestures weren't what I was expecting. He was thin, his reddish-brown hair was pulled back in a knot and his long face had a little bit of makeup on it - eyeliner and maybe some lipstick. The weather was cold so I wasn't surprised that they were wearing jeans and long sleeve shirts. I hoped they didn't stay on long since I wanted to see "a little ink" that Ben had gotten. He had told me about it shortly after I left for school but he had never sent pictures of it. We had a few beers and talked a while, catching up even though we still texted daily. There were a lot of details that he had omitted from our texts that surprised me. "So... How are you dealing with Stu's gift?" Ben finally asked. It had been one thing that we never talked about after Ben's big blowup and my acknowledgment that he'd given me a couple STDs as well. Neither of us had talked about the HIV infection, though. I assumed that if I got it, he did too. "Which one?" I asked, trying not to assume which of the several gifts he had given me Ben meant. "The permanent one. I assume if you took as many loads as it sounded, there was no escape from getting pozzed from him too" he said, coldly. "No, I didn't escape that surprise. I didn't find out for a while, though. Unfortunately I gave it to some other guys without knowing" I replied. The evening was getting depressing and not nearly as fun as I hoped. "That sucks. Were they pissed? I know I was. I still am" Ben said. I could see the anger in his eyes. I sighed and said "Only a couple will talk to me, but they're doing OK." "Cool. I learned to embrace it rather than let it eat me up. I found out that there's a lot of guys that like the risk" Ben said. I looked over and Jeffrey's face was bright red and he was looking down. "It looks like one of them is next to you" I replied, feeling my cock twitch. "Yeah. He didn't take very long to convert. Thirteen days before the flu struck, I think. He begged for it every time too. How about you? You been sharing or did you go on meds?" Ben asked. "Not yet... One of the guys convinced me to stay off for a few months" I told him. Instantly, Jeffrey's eyes lit up and he licked his lips. Ben smiled too. It looked like both were interested in having sex, so maybe this night wasn't going to be a bust after all. -- Evan: Danny was heading back home for the holiday and seemed pretty excited. He'd told me about one of his friends that had gotten pozzed just like he did. He was eager to see him again. I didn't have anything nearly as fun to look forward to. I knew I'd be spending all of my spare time helping my dad with projects around the farm. I headed out Friday night to the bar just outside of town where the younger crowd hung out. By younger I mean under forty. Several of my friends from high school were there and since we were just a year or two over 21 we were the youngest people around. After a few games of pool, I was talking to this guy and he seemed to be flirting. The only guy that had ever flirted with me around my home town was a sissy guy that gave really good blowjobs. Of course, as soon as he graduated he couldn't get out of town fast enough to some place where he could be himself and not live in fear. Wes was careful with his words but there were enough innuendos to know he was interested. "I just moved back last August, since my parents aren't healthy. I forgot how much work it was and how lonely it can be being single again" he said. Another comment "My partner didn't even want to try and make it work... either long distance or by moving here" had the red flag with the word 'partner'. No one ever said that around here, it was either wife or girlfriend. Every guy wanted to make sure you knew he was straight, even if he didn't mind a fag sucking his dick in a bathroom stall sometimes. When we finished our beers, I said "I think this is my round." He grabbed my wrist as I went to reach for his glass. "I can't take anymore of this shitty beer. I got some decent whiskey back at my place if you're interested" he said quietly. I followed his pickup down some narrow roads until he pulled off and drove up to a two story garage at the end of a long gravel driveway. The big door opened and he pulled in, over to one side and motioned me to pull my truck next to his. With both trucks parked, he closed the door and I followed him up the stairs to the second story apartment. "My parents built this for the old farm manager. He left a few years ago so I moved in to have some privacy from my parents who live in the main house down the road" he explained. The apartment looked nice and looked a lot more urban than I expected. He took a bottle out of a booze cabinet and set it on the counter before fishing two glasses from a kitchen cabinet. "Rocks?" he asked and I nodded. He poured one with ice and one without. We said 'cheers' and I took a sip of the unbelievably smooth brown liquor. -- Danny: Jeffrey unfolded himself from his cross-legged position on the couch and asked "Another beer, hun?" and I told him "Yeah, thanks." I took one last swig from the beer I had and swallowed it down. I could feel Jeffrey coming up behind me so I reached out my hand to grab the new bottle of beer. Suddenly I had a cloth over my mouth and nose and everything went black. I woke up on Ben's bed, with my wrists in heavy cuffs, tied to the bed frame. I was naked, just like Ben and Jeffrey. I looked them over and realized Ben had gotten more than "a little ink." His left arm was covered and there were a few on his right arm too. The biohazard tattoo that was nestled in his pubic hair right over his cock looked surprisingly hot. "Interesting ink, Danny. That's the scorpion from Stu's basement, isn't it? Maybe you were more willing to get knocked up than you said" Ben said, putting a pair of clips on my nipples with a chain between them. He gave two tugs to make sure they were latched on good. "No... It's just a reminder of who changed my life... and several others" I replied. "I bet some guys find it hot and want you to sting them" Ben said as he crawled on the bed between my legs. He pushed my legs back and that's when I noticed the cuffs on my ankles. Jeffrey clipped a short bar to each one and then a rope from the bar to an eyelet screwed into the headboard. "Tonight, though, we'll be stinging you. One good thing I learned from him was that I like fucking as much as getting fucked. As you can see, I like tying up my bottoms. I learned my lesson and now I want to be in control" Ben said. "Oh fuck" I said and with no further prep Ben shoved in. I screamed out in pain and Jeffrey stuffed one of my socks in my mouth. Ben pulled out and added some lube before pushing back in. He chuckled and said "Guess there's no need to wreck your hole. You're already pozzed up. It's just habit now." Ben spit down over my taint and let the saliva His cock plunged in, going deeper and faster with each passing minute. My own dick was hard as a rock and dripping pre. This wasn't how I expected our evening to go. Ben had told me about Stu making him fuck a guy, but I thought it was just a one time thing. I guess Ben and I were a lot more alike than we knew. -- Evan: He set his glass down and I could tell he was hesitant to make the first move. My eyes wandered, taking in his sexy body. His dark brown beard was trimmed and his hair stylishly cut - close on the sides and longer on top. The untucked tee fit loose over his torso and the jeans were tight, covering a firm butt and a nice bulge. There was a thick coating of hair on his arms and I hoped the rest of his body matched. He was talking but my mind was occupied enjoying the sights. I realized he was waiting for an answer and I had no idea what he asked. "Uh... Sorry. My mind was elsewhere" I said. He chuckled and said "I could tell. I asked if you were seeing anyone." "Nah, I've never found anyone that can put up with me for very long. My eye tends to wander" I replied, wanting to rip the tee shirt over his head and see what was hiding underneath. "Like now?" he asked. I set my glass down and moved closer and cupped his bulge with my hand,squeezing gently. "Yeah... and my hands like to wander too" I replied. He grinned back at me seconds before his lips hit mine. One of his hands wrapped around my ass and the other on the back of my head, pressing our faces together. His tongue dug into my mouth and the kiss got more aggressive. It lasted a few minutes until he pulled my head back and stared at me a moment. "Fuck yeah. I did find the other queer guy in the county" he said. "I'm sure there are others but they're all buried in their closets" I replied. "I just need one. You up for some fun?" Wes asked. I didn't really say yes, but the big grin on my face said it for me. We ended up in the bedroom in a few seconds and unfortunately he started pulling his clothes off, leaving me to do the same. I didn't get to slowly reveal his body, but got to see it completely naked all at once. In the gay dictionary, under the definition of 'otter' is a naked picture of Wes. The dark brown fur covered most of his front, except for the shaved bit under his jawline. Both nipples were pierced and I quickly found out that a tongue flicking over them pumped his cock up to an impressive eight inches. He tasted amazing and I slowly sunk down to my knees. I looked over the veiny shaft before taking it into my mouth. He stood there, letting me work on his dick. My tongue went into overdrive, exploring every square inch of his manhood. Pulling the foreskin back the rest of the way revealed his cock head and some new tastes for my tongue to enjoy. I had no sense of time but I had been slobbering over his shaft for a while when he pulled my head off. "My turn" he said, pulling me up to my feet. We kissed a moment and he mimicked my slow descent to my knees. He stopped part way down, though, and pulled back. "Damn... you have a big secret, huh?" he said and I saw him staring at the tattoo on my chest. -- Danny: The jolts of pain faded from his hard thrusts. I had never imagined Ben to be a top, much less an aggressive one. With a little more lube in my hole, his cock slid in and out a lot easier. It was a little weird having Jeffrey watching me get fucked, but he stayed close and kept stroking his cock and seemed to like the sight. While I never thought about being tied up during sex, it definitely turned Ben on. Ben slammed in and stayed planted. He looked down at me, the grin gone from his face. "You didn't answer my other question. Have you been sharing? Following in Stu's footsteps?" Ben asked. I swallowed hard but I also gripped his dick hard. "Yeah, found some guys that were looking for it. I know all but one are poz now. But I won't do it like Stu. They have to want it" I said, slowly releasing the pressure on his cock. "Good boy. There's a never ending supply, it seems. Too bad lots of them flake" Ben said, slowly plowing his bare cock into me. "Then you find one like Jeffrey here, a talented bottom that was on the fence. I didn't even try to convince him, but once he got his first load he couldn't get enough. I think the first day's loads did it, but he was too much fun to stop" Ben continued. His thrusts got harder and I worked his cock over, trying to coax his charged seed into my guts. My wish was granted a few minutes later when he drilled me quickly for a minute and then began to shoot. I started to shoot too. The ropes covered my face and chest but Ben's were also filling me up. Ben had a huge grin on his face when the pulses stopped and Jeffrey did too. I'm sure mine was the biggest though. -- Evan: The moment Wes saw the tattoo I figured the evening was over. At least I got to suck him a bit, which was more than I expected while I was home. "Yeah. I assume you know what it means" I said. A smile came over his face. "The ink looks fresh. Are you undetectable yet?" he asked. I sighed and told him "No" and moved back. "It looks like our fun is going to be different than I was planning... unless you're a total bottom" he said, kneeling down and pulling my cock to his lips. I was surprised that he wanted to continue, but I moved back to my original spot. He sucked like a pro and seemed to like pressing his face into my bush. Wes's lips, tongue and throat brought me close and then backed off. He knew how to make a blowjob last. I just wasn't sure what he meant about our fun changing. It didn't take me long to find out. He pulled off my cock, letting the head pop from his lips. Wes gripped my hand and pulled me to the bed, climbing on and getting on all fours. His hairy ass looked so hot and his legs were spread so I could see the pink ring among the fur. "Uh... I don't have any condoms or lube. Do you?" I asked, having left all of my sex stuff back at school except for a glass dildo that I planned on using on my ass daily over the break. My mouth starting to drool thinking about how good his ass was going to taste. "Haven't used them in years and I'm not going to start again with your dick. Spit and shove... And I hope those balls are full" he said, which made my cock twitch. My hands spread his butt apart and my tongue dove in. As much as I liked sucking his dick, his ass was even better. When my tongue dug into the hole he clamped down on it a moment and then relaxed. I poked my tongue in a few times and then he gripped it tight. Both of us were moaning loudly and after a few more jabs with my tongue he growled out "Give me that dick!" A string of precum was hanging off my cock as I leaned back and lined up my rigid dick before resting the head on his ring. I waited a moment and was about to push in when he shoved back. He growled and I heard the pain in his voice. My hips pulled back only an inch and then I thrust in, driving a few inches further into his cunt. It was his turn and he pulled off an inch and then shoved back again. I was over half way in and I couldn't wait much longer. My hands gripped his hips and I began to fuck. Wes was tight, but knew how to work his ass around a dick. My thrusts settled into a good rhythm, with the occasional hard jab where my hips slammed into his ass. He moaned and grunted, encouraging me to fuck harder or deeper. If I didn't do it, he fucked himself back on my cock. My balls started to tingle and I didn't want to breed him, at least not yet. One hard thrust planted my dick in him and I said "On your back." He rolled over, never letting my cock come out of his ass and I put his legs on my shoulders. The grin on his face seemed to be frozen there. His eyes locked on mine and I began plowing again. A few minutes later he started to work his ass around my cock again. With the hard squeezes from his ass muscles I knew it would be only a few minutes before I would be flooding his ass with my charged load. My breathing got labored and I told him "I'm close... you want me to pull out?" It might not matter if I did, enough of my precum had coated his chute that he could easily get infected with just that. Wes clamped down on my shaft as I drove in and then relaxed as I pulled back and plunged back in. This time he gripped my shaft as I pulled back. "Breed my ass!" he grunted and that drove me over he edge. I thrust in and emptied my balls as deep as I could. My whole body shook as the orgasm consumed my body. When I came down from the post orgasmic high, I looked down at him and the grin was still on his face. -- Danny: My gut was full of Ben's seed and Jeffrey was climbing on the bed to take his place. He wasn't as big as Ben was, but my empty hole felt better with it rooted in me. Jeffrey looked nervous and I realized that he didn't top often or at all. The first few thrusts were awkward but he soon got more relaxed. I remembered the first few women I fucked and could instantly relate. I just never got to the point where my strokes felt natural. With women, at least. With guys it was totally different. "Yeah... that's better. Feel how good his pussy feels around your dick?" Ben asked Jeffrey. He plowed a little faster and then slowed down. I could sense he was getting close and wanted to fuck longer. I wanted him to fuck longer too. "Fuck that poz ass. Churn up Ben's load!" I told Jeffrey. He started to pound harder and finally opened his eyes again and looked at me. Slowly a smile covered his face but it lasted only another couple minutes before his strokes got ragged. Jeffrey gasped and then I felt his cock pulse around my outer ring. It felt like he went on for minutes, filling my ass with his newly charged cum. "Yeah, that's how you knock up a guy. Do that on Friday and you'll have your first one" Ben said. They untied me from the bar and then the bed. It took a few minutes for the circulation get back into my arms and legs. I took the opportunity to do what I'd wanted to do since Ben called up yelling about getting an STD. I pulled him into a hug and kissed him. When I let go of him, I looked behind me and Jeffrey was laying on the bed. As soon as he saw me look at him, he raised his legs up, showing off his freshly pozzed ass. "He wants your load before he goes. It's a seven hour drive and it should take that long for both our loads to soak in" Ben said. I crawled on the bed, taking my position. Ben was close and watched my every move. My cock had never softened after Ben bred me and I shot my load. I hoped I had something left to pump into Jeffrey's ass. My hands gripped Jeffrey's ankles and I aimed my cock to his hole. It took a few seconds of pressure before my cock broke past the ring into the cum filled chute. "Root him. He likes it rough" Ben said. Not wanting to disappoint either of them, I shoved in, paused and then began to pound him. Ben was right, Jeffrey was a talented bottom and once I got settled into fucking him he got verbal too. "Please, Danny. Breed me! I need to feel your poz cum inside me" he cried out. "Yeah? Want my bugged cum mixing with Ben's in your hungry cunt?" I asked. Jeffrey nodded vigorously and I saw Ben smile again. I only lasted five minutes or so before I couldn't hold off any longer. It wasn't the biggest load, but several spurts of cum added to Ben's load. When I pulled my cock out, Ben stuffed a plug into Jeffrey's ass. A minute later, Jeffrey was in the shower and Ben and I were on the couch talking again. Jeffrey came out all dressed with a backpack over his shoulder. "See you Sunday" he told Ben and was out the door. Ben stood up, reached his hand out and dragged me back to the bed. We didn't sleep much and I think both of our cocks were sore in the morning. -- Evan: Once my cock had softened, I reluctantly pulled it out of Wes's ass. "Your turn" I said, wondering if he wanted me on fours, my back or riding his very hard cock. When his fingers beckoned me closer I knew. I spit on my hand a couple times and quickly used it to rub over and in my sweaty hole before I straddled him. It wasn't enough and as I sunk down on his hard shaft, my hole burned as it tried to stretch around his cock. My ass came to a rest on his body and I waited a moment, letting my chute adjust to his girth. Slowly, I started to ride his cock. The first minute or two were with short strokes before I began to raise up further. His dick felt good in my ass, but this wasn't a position I liked. Wes sensed my muscles starting to give out and suddenly I found myself on my back, legs spread and his cock buried in my hole. The grin was still stuck on his face as he built up speed and drilled my ass. I reached up and ran my fingers through the damp fur on his chest while he kept fucking. When my finger ran over his nipple he thrust in harder. I laughed and then did it again. He growled and then yelled "Don't!" I can be a demanding bottom some times and I needed to feel his cum in my pussy. My fingers flicked over both nips and then I clamped my ass around his cock. Wes's cock throbbed, pumping his cum into my hungry cunt. "You know, that might be the last neg load I shoot in a guy" Wes said, hovering over me with sweat dripping off his face. "That what you want?" I asked. His grin started to look a little sinister and he nodded. "Let's make sure, then" I said, rolling him over and shoving my once again hard cock back in. It was a quick fuck, but left more of my seed inside him. Saturday afternoon we met behind the abandoned gas station on Highway 8. With our jeans dropped just enough, I bent him over the hood of his pickup and pounded him for five minutes until I filled him up one more time.

What's sad is that being a white man seems to put you at the head of the line. I don't view men in that way, but your comment on the days of CL ring true. The idea of fucking a blonde white guy seemed to get more attention than the latin guy with the 9 inch dick, and God forbid he be uncut! I just don't see the logic, but as I am hearing from other posters, logic doesn't always come into play. I've given up trying to write the PC profile because you aren't going to appeal to everyone, and sometimes putting too much thought into your ads or profiles can get a negative feedback. I've decided just post the pics, give my stats and allow guys to decide for themselves if they find me appealing. I think now I am confident enough to know that "you can't please all of the people all of the time", or "if you miss the guy, there's another one right around the corner" ideology because my mental health regarding acceptance and approval has greating improved, and I've been actively online now for 17 years and have no plans on stopping.

I always fantasize about an older daddy making me his “bride”. At our wedding I’m placed on my knees while the minister proclaims that I am now his legal property. When we exchange rings, he places a golden collar around my neck and I place a golden cock ring on him. After we are declared wed, the entire wedding party takes turns fucking and filling me with him last to fully consummate our marriage when he blows his load into my hole in front of the entire service. after that he keeps me in a cage at the foot of his bed and our foreplay for sex is him inviting random men over to take turns breeding me. He always gets to give me the last load after my butt is stretched and gushy with other men’s seed. Then it’s back into the cage…

Love everything about it. Spit on my face or in my mouth. Turns me on, makes me feel like the pig slut I am.

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Part 2 I froze. What did he say? His hands moved to my shoulders and he firmly turned me around, and immediately my mind snapped, “What the fuck are you doing?” But those words never came out of my mouth. The part of me that was naked in this small booth with a sexy stranger that wanted to touch me needed to do I. Instead I felt his warm body pressed up against my back, and I fell forward a little awkwardly, catching myself on the metal wall with a thud. “Not too loud,” he said. “Generally they leave us alone, but you never know who’s around.” He placed his hands on my shoulders and massaged them. “Damn you’re uptight.” He massaged a little deeper now. “Just relax. It’s all good.” His voice was strong, even though he was talking softly, and I felt oddly reassured. His body pressed closer, and I felt his cock against the small of my back. The tiny room started feeling stuffy, and my head was a little light. But I’d didn’t know what to do. I should leave. I should leave now. I started to push off the wall, but his warm body held me there. “Just relax. This is what you want..” He bent his knees and his cock became pushing across my ass. There was a thrill that went through me then — his hard cock felt so warm, the skin brushing against mine. His hands started doing something behind my back, and then he pressed something under my nose. It smelled awful, like cleaner. I looked down and saw the same yellow yellow that the guy out front sold me. “Relax, bud. Just take a hit. It’ll do you good.” My head felt a little swimmy inhaling the stuff, and I turned away. He lifted it to his own nose and inhaled, pinching off one nostril. He seemed to relish it. He pressed it under my nose. “Your turn. Just inhale for 3 seconds. That’s it. Hold it in. Three. Two. One. Now exhale.” What happened next was like fireworks inside my body. I felt a warmth flood from my head down to my toes, almost like a wave rolling. Down my naked body. The room seemed to get really dim, and I thought maybe I was falling over, but I wasn’t really. My body felt amazing, and I was suddenly so incredibly horny. He was starting to grind against my back and ass, and it felt amazing. I suddenly wanted more, and felt super sexy with this guy’s exposed body against mine. He pulled my hips back, then pressed a hand between my shoulder blades. My. Body automatically rolled his guidance, and I repositioned my feet for better balance, bracing my arms against the glass of one of the windows. The floor was cold and felt sticky on my feet, but I didn’t care. He was fingering my hole, and I let out a soft groan. His fingers felt slick as he probed me gently. “”That’s it, baby. Just enjoy it. This is what you came here for.” Was it? Is this what I came here for?? I was totally naked in a scuzzy booth, my nice sexy Friday-night-out clothes tossed to the floor, and I didn’t even see my flip flops. I was a smart student and decent athlete, and now I was hidden away in some dark corner of town no one wants to be seen in, with my ass displayed for some stranger. Was this what I wanted? Was this the way it was supposed to play out? My mind couldn’t process it. It didn’t want to process it. The little bottle was suddenly under my nose again. “One more time, bud,” he said softly into my ear. This time I pinched off one nostril myself, like I saw him do before. “ That’’s it. Take a deep hit. Hold it. Hold it in. Now release it slowly.” I did as I was told, and that rush of desire washed over me again. I could feel my heart pounding and my body was craving to be touched. Sensing my need, he made his move. I suddenly felt the hard, firm pressure against my hole, and it opened with intense desire to be taken to have this guy inside me. I groaned as he started to slide. Inside. It was slick and smooth, so much easier than when I’d been fucked at school. It had never been this smooth and easy.. This time it was his turn to moan. “Fuuuuck, man! Your hole is so tight.” He grabbed my hips and began thrusting. I grunted each time he buried his cock inside me. I knew we were no longer being discreet in here. There was too much grunting, knocking against the plastic seat and metal walls, and the sound of his skin slapping against my bare ass. I felt his cock sliding in and out of me, and it felt amazing. How was it so smooth? My body was totally his to take, and I just wanted more of him inside me. “Fuck! You. Are. So hot!!”” He stuttered out as he slammed me. “Damn you love this raw cock in you!” “Yeah. I do,” I said between grunts, totally wrapped up in the amazing feeling. It didn’t matter where I was. I felt really sexy and he was a hot fucker. He started fucking me a bit harder. ”I’m not gonna last long.” Unexpectedly he wrapped a hand around my own cock, and my mind exploded. “Oh shit! I’m gonna cum!” I think I almost yelled it. “Yeah, cum with me!” He squeezed my cock and started pushing his cock really deep, holding it inside me, then repeating the deep thrust-and-hold again. My own dick erupted like a bottle rocket, and I started to see stars. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I was cumming like I had never shot before. My naked body spasmed with the intensity, and I pushed backward onto to thick cock to hold it inside me. He collapsed onto my back, resting his base chest against my smooth ass and back. We were both panting. The intense rush was fading, and I started thinking again. What do I do now? Are we supposed to kiss? I. have to give him my number. I need to do this again. ‘That was amazing,” I said. He stood up, separating our bodies, and gently slid out of my ass. “Yeah. That was hot, man.” He slapped my bare ass. “Thanks, bud.” I turned around and took his body again. Tall and nicely sculpted.. His hairy pecs looked so damned sexy framed in his open shirt. His cock was glistening in the dim light, long and thick. Fuck, that was just inside me! And then my brain caught up with me. I scanned the tiny room. There wasn’t a rubber or wrapper anywhere. He was pulling up his jeans, tucking his slick cock away. “I wish they kept paper towels in these rooms,” he said. “Did your use a rubber,” I asked. This time the words actually came out of my mouth. He shook his head. “You didn’t ask for one.” “You’re neg, right?” It was an automatic question. “You should ask that before you offer up your ass, bud.” He buttoned his shirt, then started to leave. “Thanks, bud. You were really hot.” “Can we connect again?” “I don’t come here a lot. But. You never know.” He opened the door and left. I was standing there naked, reality settling in. I was totally naked. The outfit I’d carefully picked out for the night was crumpled on the floor. I picked up my shirt and saw it was covered in jizz. I felt deflated. ?Some stranger had just shot his load inside me. I shouldn’t be excited by that. And I felt ashamed for being excited by the whole thing. Where did I lose control? What would my friends say? My family? I picked up my shorts and underwear. MY cock was still rock hard. Why was it hard? Didn’t it know what we had just done? I should be on a date with a nice guy, not naked in some scuzzy booth with cum in my ass. I found my flip flops under the cheap plastic seat, slipped them on, and retreated. I fled, desperate not to be seen by anyone. Hoping that the clerk wasn’t still there. I was never, ever coming back here! “See you next time,” the clerk quipped as the door chimed and I fled the store.

I dressed and headed down to the kitchen to have some breakfast, even as the seed squishing around in my gut. I poured myself some cereal in a bowl and began eating when Joel entered the room. Looking sheepish and a little embarrassed, he poured himself a bowl of cereal and we both munched in silence. I finished my bowl and rinsed it off in the sink before putting it in the dishwasher. Joel was about finished with his as I walked up behind him and gave him a gentle hug, he leaned back and turned his head to give me a kiss. I turned him around as our tongues intertwined. I couldn’t believe this 18 year old twink was making out with me, his godfather, a 46 year old daddy muscle bear. We broke our embrace and he said “Ned, I'm sorry for earlier. I was walking by your room and heard the shower running, saw you in under the stream and just had to have you.” “I always thought you claimed to be straight.” “I always thought I was, although I have had crushes on guys, and you always made me quiver.” “I have?” “Well not always, but the last couple of years I’d get hard when you were near or I thought about you.” “You have....” With that I began to smirk. He was rock hard in his basketball shorts, and it was obvious he was going commando as I could see the outline of his long slender penis through the flimsy material. "Yeah, and when I saw you in the shower this morning, my cock began to stiffen and I thought 'What the hell?' and I just dropped my shorts and joined you. Did you enjoy it when I soaped you down?” “I did and I also enjoyed your staff penetrating my ass and when you deposited your seed.” He blushed a little when I mentioned him shooting his load in my hole. “I didn’t mean to do that it just happened, but it felt amazing.” I hugged him again and we made out for a couple minutes. “So, what are your plans today, stud?” I asked. “To be your fuck toy, Daddy.” With that he took my hand and lead me up to his room. He removed my tee shirt, shorts and then pushed me back onto the bed, taking my cock into his hands. He gently kissed and licked the head before sucking it and the first few inches into his mouth.